16

Marcus yawned as a knocking at the door woke him up. Looking around he almost panicked at first, not recognizing where he was. It took him a moment to remember that he was still in one of the Bebja PokéCenters. The persistent knocking at the door drove him from the bed. 'The fuckin' 'Center better be on fire,' Marcus thought as he slowly opened the door.

 

“So let me get this straight. You were thinking that the 'Center better be on fire for someone to be waking you up this early in the morning?” Sonja was doing her best to suppress a snicker, but she was failing to do so as she watched Dalmatian after Dalmatian, Water type after Water type running this way and that to combat the fire that had broken out.

 

“Sonja, why don't you go and suck a fat one?” Marcus sneezed as he crossed his arms over his chest. The Dalmatian that was at his door hadn't allowed him to do anything. He was shoved out of the front of the 'center, and it was only after he was designated 'Safe' did the Dog-type go back in to retrieve his harem. Everyone was accounted for, which was all that he really cared about. He let Anahi out solely so he could use her as a living blanket.

 

It was nearly an hour before Marcus was allowed back inside of the building. Some Tamer decided that it'd be a good idea to tame a feral Whorizard in a room that wasn't fire proof. “So, where do we want to go now ladies?” Marcus tossed Sonja the pokédex. He'd let the harem squabble amongst themselves while they figured out where they were wanting to go. He'd studied it last night, before the mandatory Tuesday-night orgy. The closest gym would be in Neo-Carthage, and the quickest way there would be by the river. It'd also let him pick up a Water-Type along the way.

 

Anahi picked the 'dex out of her quarreling packs' hands. “We should figure out where to acquire more mates.” Anahi had been talking about getting more members for the pack. There was a lot that they were lacking, and the majority of their forces were physical combatants. With Shanti no longer with them, it was a major drawback to their forces.

 

Marcus uncomfortably popped his neck. “Yeah. I know. You want to start switching out girls.” Marcus had to admit that the Wolf Queen had one idea that he thought had merit. He'd get two separate harems. One would be the harem that would be solely for gyms, and a separate harem that would take care of the Gym battles. It'd let the girls who wanted to fight without putting their lives on the line do so. He wondered who'd be at more of a risk when it came to Salvage Battles.

 

Anahi nodded, “The problem would be the amount of training that everyone would receive.” As the Pack Alpha, it was her job to make sure that everyone had enough time to spend with Marcus, as well as receiving enough training.

 

“Man, I'm glad this is you and not me.” Sonja laughed as she twirled a small pole around in a hand. “i would have just reminded Marcus that he needed to dick everyone enough.” Sonaja placed the pole behind her ear, shrinking the rod as she moved it closer to her head. “But do you think you're gonna be able to handle all of the girls? You won't have a problem with us,” Sonja jerked her thumb at the remainder of the harem.

 

“But the new girls are gonna be a pain in your ass, kinda like Kiki.” Sasha chuckled as the Sayjin just flipped her off.

 

“Speaking of which,” Anahi growled as she pushed Kiki out of the open window. Since their room was only on the first floor, it meant that the Sayjin did nothing more than tumble over backwards.

 

“What the fuck!?” Kiki straighten up just as Anahi crawled through the window. She was about to tell the Wolf Queen what she could go and do with herself when a large furred fist came into contact with her chest. The blow lifted her up from the ground, causing her to crash into a tree. “Fuckin', bitch...”

 

Anahi closed the gap before Kiki could make it back to her feet. The Sayjin was caught off guard, and that was how Anahi was going to keep it. She used Magic Fist over and over again, beating the Sayjin into the tree. “You will work with the pack.” Anahi held Kiki up with a single hand by the throat. “Lone Lupinas never survive for long.”

 

Kiki tried glaring at Anahi through swollen eyes, but her eyelids were refusing to open properly. She couldn't say anything with the grip that Anahi had on her throat, and she was grateful when she was returned to her pokéball.

 

'Remind me never to piss her off,' Tabby thought as she slowly snaked a hand down Marcus's tail. “Come on lover, let's have a bit of fun before we leave the city. I'm just not happy unless we end up breaking something with our taming.”

 

Marcus wasn't given time to say 'No' before he was snatched up and thrown on the bed. A fierce look from not only Tabby, but Sasha, Sonja, and Haleigh as well scared him. “But I need to get Kiki healed.”

 

“Don't worry about the pack. I'll take care of her.” Anahi said as she reached in through the window. She grabbed the 'ball belonging to Kiki and walked around to the front of the 'Center, leaving Marcus alone to deal with his horny pack.

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“We just had to be traveling to Neo-Carthage.” Marcus groaned. Everyone pretty much agreed that Neo-Carthage was the next stop, if nothing else than they didn't want to bother with the ass-hats out in Kisserine. Marcus wasn't sure he wanted to walk all the way, but all of the ferries heading North seemed to be booked solid for the next week and they weren't waiting. “And we couldn't wait for the next available ferry.” Bending over, Marcus picked up a stone and threw it into the river.

 

“Not bad, but you're still an amateur.” Sasha smirked as she picked up a stone of her own. She threw it as hard as she could, flicking her wrist at the last second. Because of her enhanced strength, the stone skipped over the surface of the water before embedding itself in the muddy bank on the opposite side.

 

“Yeah, but you can almost bench press half a ton,” Marcus said in his defense. There were ferries traveling up and down the river, and three times he could hear shouts of fear and horror from people, he guessed, that were mistaking Sasha's identity again.

 

Sasha was enjoying the walk. It'd been some time since it was just her and Marcus, and the quiet was appreciated. Kiki and the Maggie-trio were an annoyance as well. If the two battle junkies weren't arguing, the nympho wasn't tryin' to mount Marcus like a prized Dildo Queen. The only one out of them that she could stand was Tammy. Sure she could be a bit over protective, but she was only so because she cared. She could hear something moving around in the woods around them. Turning around suddenly she let out a primal roar. There were sounds of panicked escape as whatever was surveying them took off. “Mice.”

 

“Hey Sasha. Tell me the truth about something.” Marcus stopped, causing Sasha to nearly run him over. “Do you really want to change your appearance? You know, to get rid of the Panthress looking black fur?”

 

“Why?” Sasha didn't know what was going through Marcus's head. She'd give just about anything so she could look normal, but she knew that if she did then there would be a whole slew of people challenging them. They'd loose her one ability to scare away potential challengers.

 

“I've actually been hearing something about a breed that can, believe it or not, alter the appearance of a person after a while. Permanently.” Marcus wondered if he could find her or her pre-evolved form. If nothing else he was sure he could rent one from somewhere else.

 

Sasha's mouth opened and closed several times, looking like a Chickenlittle that had forgotten how to breath. “A-are you serious?” Her mind raced with the possibility of finally being able to walk beside Marcus down a street without inciting panic. No longer would she be the reason for the police knocking on his door in the early hours of the morning. She could actually live a normal life with him for as long as possible. “I... I don't... know what to think.”

 

Marcus shrugged before he started walking north. “Just think on it. How about until we get to Neo-Carthage?” Marcus quickly picked up the pace, but Sasha was still able to effortlessly keep up with him.

 

Marcus lost track of time while walking. He realized that they must have gone pretty far though. After climbing to the top of a large tree, he was able to see over the grass that Lake Wannumpuss wasn't to far off. They could probably make it by nightfall, but he doubted they'd be able to get camp set up before the darkness of night overtook them. Deciding to press on he was right. By the time they reached the lake, night had already fallen. The moon light cast an eerie glow over the still lake. “I know I'm gonna regret this, but how about we just skip the tents and shit tonight?” Marcus turned to Sasha, who seemed to entranced by something out in the water. “See somethin' you like?”

 

“Wha-? No. It's nothing. It just smells like fish here, that's all.” Sasha turned away from the lake, only to see Marcus heading back towards the trees. “Um, excuse me. Where do you think you're going?”

 

“I figured I'd go up willingly before something drove me up there.” Marcus slung the poképack over his shoulders, fastening the chest buckle on the shoulder straps. Climbing up the tree he picked out was a bit difficult without any low hanging limbs to grab hold of, but that was the point. He quickly made a small pad out of small leaves and soft moss. “You joining me? Or would you rather sleep inside your ball?” Marcus knew the answer when Sasha effortlessly scaled the tree. “Cheater. You got claws.” His tail instinctively wrapped as much of itself as it could around the branch in an effort to keep him in the tree.

 

“It almost sucks to be human now-a-days.” Sasha quickly repositioned her and Marcus. With her sandwiched between the tree and Marcus. Because of her height she could feel her breasts resting on Marcus's head. “Don't get any ideas. I don't wanna fall out of this bitch.

 

Marcus laughed quietly. “Alright. I promise to behave myself, somewhat.” Marcus pulled Sasha's legs over his, keeping himself pressed tight against her. He took one last look out over the moon illuminated lake before falling asleep.

 

Sasha woke up in a panic. Something just wasn't quite right. She stretched quickly on the tree branch she had been laying on. 'Wait,' Sasha's memories of last night kicked in. She'd fallen asleep leaning back against the tree trunk, and her she was now laying on the branch that she and Marcus had fallen asleep on. “Marcus!” She called out once realizing that her Master was gone. “MARC-” she nearly snapped her neck when she looked over at the water. The poképack and his clothing was laying on the shore, with him no where to be seen. She jumped down quickly, practically hitting the ground running. She scanned the lake, trying to find any sort of tell-tale sign of Marcus.

 

“What? What's wrong?” Marcus gasped for breath as he broke the surface of the water inside of the river just behind Sasha.

 

Sasha turned around quickly, her eyes flashing anger. “DON'T. YOU. EVER. DO. THAT. TO. ME. AGAIN!” She screamed. Her anger, however, didn't stop a flood of relief from washing over her.

 

“Sorry. I didn't realize that taking a bath and a swim were tabboo.” Marcus sloshed his way back onto shore. He was quickly picked up in a strong hug that squeezed the breath from him. “Can't. Breathe.”

 

Sasha set Marcus back down reluctantly. “Good. We're even.” She pushed him away, causing him to stumble backwards into the lake. “Asshole.”

 

Marcus cupped his hand and slapped the water at Sasha, splashing her with a bit of the clear green water. Taking a deep breath he dove beneath the surface, swimming and resurfacing closer to his belongings. “You all could use a bath.” Marcus released his harem one by one, having to pause long enough to wake Sonja up. “Here,” Marcus handed them each a bottle of soap and shampoo from the poképack.

 

The calm outlet of the belied the strength of the current as the water from Lake Wannumpuss emptied out to the river. Soon the entire shoreline where they were washing was coated with the soap bubbles from their bath.

 

“You know,” Marcus closed his eyes as he drifted along the top of the water, “this has got to be one of the simple joys of the world.”

 

“Yeah, taking a relaxing bath in a place where there's things that can kill you in a single bite.” Terry couldn't stand it. She'd heard all the rumors about all of the powerhouses that supposedly inhabited the Lake Wannumpuss, and she hadn't seen so much as a Magicunt. It was like there wasn't any life other than the seven of them. She paced in the air above Marcus, keeping a vigilant eye for any signs of ferals.

 

Haleigh was practically using her wings as large paddles, pushing her through the water with surprising ease. There was something that was bothering her. Diving below the surface she glared at the Wukong that was poking her with her staff. She grabbed hold of the naked pokégirl by the hair and dragged her to the surface. “God,” Haleigh paused to swallow a bit of water that splashed into her mouth “dammit girl. Knock it off. Otherwise I'll jerk a knot in your tail.” Haleigh used her wing to scoop a large quantity of water and splash it in her previous Alpha's face.

 

“Message received.” Sonja pushed the wet hair out from her face. She tossed the staff onto shore, one end embedding itself into the ground. “Hey, Marcus!” She swam over and gently used her tail to pull down his boxers. “What do you say?”

 

“I say that if you even think about it I'll barbecue your ass.” Terry said as she let the air around her crackle with electricity.

 

“Hey, I'm down here too, remember?” Marcus waved. Marcus swam towards the shore, but he quickly found himself being carried away by something under the water. He didn't bother raising any alarm or calling out to anyone. He could see that Sasha was the one that was carrying him further from the group while Sonja and Terry bickered it out between themselves before Kiki joined in. “So, what're you doing?”

 

“I'm not scared to get fried,” Sasha winked. After quickly catching her breath she lowered herself just below the water, sliding down Marcus's boxers as she went. She carefully worked him to hardness, taking care not to injure him with her teeth. When she had him standing erect in the water she came up slowly for a fresh breath. A slow and sensual smile spread across her face as she leaned in, licking Marcus's neck.

 

“I know you're not about to do what I think you're about to do.”

 

Sasha's smile suddenly became a scowl. Rolling her eyes she turned around, a look of surprised innocence. “Hmm?”

 

“Get, off him right now.” Terry was tempted to shock the hell out of Sasha right then and there. But the fact that she was surrounded by water, and Marcus was currently in the water, was preventing her from showing Sasha who the true Electric user was.

 

“Jug? Jugguar.” Sasha shook her head in defiance, closing her eyes and sticking up her nose.

 

“Bitch you ain't goin' feral. Especially not when I woke up as Tabby was suckin' a fresh.....” Terry stopped in mid-sentence as the memory of several nights ago came back. She wished she could just once knock her other personality out for half the shit she'd put her through. Staring at a black Jugguar's ass while lapping up Marcus's seed isn't the best thing to awaken to.

 

“Oh come on. There's nothing wrong with a 'girl wantin' to show her Master a little bit of love.” Sasha turned back to Marcus and leaned against him. “And this little guy here doesn't seem to mind at all either.” With the tip of he finger she lightly pulled down on Marcus's erection. She couldn't help but smile as water on the surface shifted as Marcus's member slowly stood back up.

 

Marcus looked up at Terry. The Maggieton had grown quiet, allowing Sasha to think that she'd won her way. “Hey, Sasha,” Marcus wasn't one to stop a good thing. Especially when that good thing had his dick shoved down the back of her throat. He tapped Sasha on the shoulder and pointed at the Maggieton, “There's something you may wanna see.”

 

Sasha pushed her lips together as she pulled away, preventing any water from entering her mouth. “Wha-? Oh. Care to join us?” Sasha knew that look. It was the look Tammy had on whenever she found an impromptu taming going on. The Maggieton's face was awash with embarrassment as she both tried to look away, and keep her eyes glued to the deep-throating Marcus was getting.

 

“Um, I should go and get lunch prepared.” Tammy quickly zipped off, leaving the two to their taming. It was a beautiful spot that was picked out. The mouth of the river provided plenty of fish, as Sonja had found out, for their lunch. Whistling for everyone to get out of the water Tammy stuck a single finger in the cold lake. She barely even put any effort into the charge and several large fish floated to the top of the water. Sonja and Haleigh were down river just a bit, catching every one of the fish that looked large enough to feed them.

 

Cooking for everyone was quite the chore. Marcus and Sonja like their fish cooked under fruits so that the juices dropped down. Anahi, she was the easiest to cook for of them all. The Wolf Queen still preferred her meal alive with fresh fruits to get rid of the raw fishy smell. Haleigh and Sasha both didn't really care how their fish was cooked, just as long as they didn't get any bones. And Kiki; the Sayjin would eat anything that was placed in front of her. It didn't matter what it was as long as there was a lot of it. Tammy pulled the skillet and grate from the poképack and placed the grate on two large rocks. Holding her hand out she carefully used her magnetism to position the skillet on the grate. She wasn't that great in battles, but she knew how to use her powers for chores. “Lunch is ready!” Tammy hollered.

 

“Come on, lets go and get some food. I'm gonna need the energy for later.” Marcus helped Sasha to her feet. He didn't really bother worrying about clothing, especially when several members of his harem was naked already. Sasha was, of course, naked. And even Anahi and Sonja were sporting their birthday suits. “Sweet, I'm starved.” Marcus reached for one of the fish fillets that he was sure was his when the pan zipped out of his reach. Looking up Marcus was confused as to why his food was orbiting Terry.

 

“If you think you're going to be getting anything to eat while you're completely naked, then think again.” Tammy used her magnetism to start passing around the food for the others. She was careful not to burn anyone on accident with a hot pan or skillet. Anahi was one she didn't have to worry about, the Wolf Queen taking her lunch from the extras.

 

“Fine, I'll free ball it,” Marcus said as he stood up. The first thing he retrieved was Sasha's short skit. On him it was to large around, and he had to fold the end over on itself before tucking the waist in. “There. A kilt.” Sitting down he grabbed his plate from a surprise struck Maggieton. Marcus took a bite after blowing on it. When he was finally able to swallow the hot piece of fish he smiled, “Delicious.”

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Marcus laid back as the sun set to his left. He really didn't feel like moving anywhere. There was plenty of fish and vegetables to be found, and so far they hadn't ran into any soul other than the spare few ferries that traveled up and down through the lake. Tammy was still cooking supper, a large helping of practically everything they could find, as well as a few of their own ingredients. Marcus inhaled as the garlic mixed with the bouquet of smells. Fruit was being caramelized while mushrooms, vegetables, fish, and even a few slices of KATTLE was stir-fried together.

 

Haleigh gracefully soared over the lake. She'd found a ferry that was traveling south, meaning that they'd eventually come to their camping spot. She was about to head back when a fireball barely missed her. She rolled out of range as another was launched at her. “HEY! KNOCK IT OFF!”

 

The sight of Haleigh dodging fireballs had Marcus ready to jump into the lake and swim over to the ferry. “Tammy!” He didn't even have to finish. The Maggieton was already zooming out over the water, a wake forming as she moved. She reached the boat without problems, and eventually the fireballs ceased. He was relieved when Haleigh and Tammy finally arrived back next to him.

 

“It's okay,” Haleigh said as she sat down, draping her clawed feet in the water. “Some guy happened to look up after seein' my shadow. The Fire Maiden he was using was a real cutie too, but anyways. He said he was sorry.”

 

Marcus breathed out deeply. He was about to be driven crazy from always trying to protect his harem from dirtbags, and his harem was protecting him from ferals. Standing on the river bank as the ferry passed he could see the Fire Maiden that was shooting Fireballs at his Dragoness. He was tempted to jump aboard the ferry and give the Tamer a piece of his mind, but he knew that he'd probably would have tried the same thing if their positions were reversed.

 

“HEY MISTER!”

 

Marcus wasn't expecting the call out from the Vaporita on the deck. He waited as she jumped into the water, swimming over to him. “Did you want something?”

 

“Yes sir. The Captain wanted me to warn you. There's been some reports of a feral attacking the ferries in this area, so he wanted me to advise you to get packed up and moved.” She bowed quickly before racing back to the water and jumping in.

 

Marcus looked around. “You heard her, let's move.”

 

“What? Why?” Kiki asked. “You're a Tamer aren't you? You're supposed to be stopping and catching menacing pokégirls.” Kiki dropped the head of the hammers on to the ground and leaned against them.

 

“She's right. We could always sell her if we don't want her to join the harem. Plus, we'd be preventing any future attacks on the ferries.” Haleigh cracked her knuckles. “Besides, there's not that many girls that can stand up to me and Anahi when we get serious.”

 

“Not to mention that both me and the Maggies have an advantage over the girl.” Sasha flexed her claws, sparks crackling and jumping from the tips of her fingers.

 

Marcus looked around. “When did you all decide it was 'Pick on your Tamer day'?” They all seemed to be dead set against leaving until they hunted the feral that was supposed to be around here. “Okay, fine. We're goin' hunting.” Marcus started packing up their things. He left all of the food out, “And we're using bait.” Marcus handed Sasha the poképack. The Jugguar effortlessly climbed the nearest tree with the pack in hand. “Come on. If you're fighting, your hiding in the trees.” Marcus climbed up on Anahi's shoulders before climbing into the same tree as Sasha. “On second thought, you'll be resting inside of your pokéballs. There's not enough room up here for everyone.” He was about to recall part of his harem when Sonja used her staff as an elevator up a near by tree, taking Kiki and a human formed Anahi with her. Both Haleigh and Tammy took to the air, staying just far enough up to be hidden while still being' able to join the fight easily. “Or, you know. We could just do that.”

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“This is getting really fucking boring,” Kiki whispered harshly to the girls in her tree. They'd been waiting for what seemed like days, and it was barely sundown.

 

“Clam down and shut up.” Sonja was almost reminded of the first time her, Mika, and Marcus took on a job. It was a False Tamer All Call back when Marcus had finally received his Tamer's license. She still couldn't believe that the S-O-B reported Sword Dancers as a pack of Manti. She leaned back, glancing over at Anahi. The Wolf Queen's eyes had been trained on the lake since she got up in the tree. “Careful Ann, you stare at that lake any harder and it'll burst into flames.”

 

“What do you think it could be? Attacking the ferries,” Anahi didn't have any lapses in memories of her time living on the river side. She'd learned quickly how to spot the subtle signs of an attacking Titacool or Titacruel. There weren't very many of them, but even the fins of the occasional Sharptits could be spotted in enough time to get away. Titodiles were much more common, but still something that wasn't seen that often. “We don't want anything that can take on a ferry sneaking up on us.”

 

“Will you guys shut it?” Kiki was growing antsy, and she wasn't sure why. She'd been getting much more restless as the day dragged on. And now that the sun was setting, it was worse than ever. She grabbed a branch hanging above her and started squeezing, not even paying attention as the branch began to creak from the pressure.

 

Sasha wanted to leap over to the next tree and smack the hell out of the girl that was causing the branch to creak. 'If they'd just shut the hell up,' she thought. Letting out a slow breath her eyes were drawn to a disturbance in the water. A wake was definitely coming in land, but even with the clear water, the figure was dark enough that it made identification impossible. “Get ready, looks like we're about to have some company,” Sasha whispered as she shifted slowly. Hours upon hours of sitting on the same branch in the same position had caused her muscles to stiffen up way to much.

 

Marcus waited until the dark figure was on the shoreline before giving the signal. Sonja was the first to strike, extending her staff down to the figure. There was a scream as the end of the pole smacked the girl. Marcus nodded quickly, Sasha reaching over and grabbed hold of the staff. Sonja let go just as Sasha unleashed a massive shock down the rod.

 

Anahi was down and moving at the first scream. She barked once, signaling the others. Before the 'girl could even recover from the shock, Anahi was down and had her weight down on the the girls back. A massive wolf-clawed hand wrapped around the unknown 'girl's neck. “Careful of her tail!”She reached back and placed a hand down on the base of the tail.

 

Marcus recognized the girl without the 'dex the moment he got close enough to see her. “Fuck. It's a Feraligarter.” There was only two possible pokégirls in the world that looked like this one, and one of them was so much rarer. “Anahi, keep her mouth shut as much as you can. I don't want ANYONE near that mouth of death unless they have to be.” Marcus tried to think about how to capture her. He couldn't just allow her to return to the wild. There was no way in any of the hells that the League would over look that.

 

Anahi sitting on top of the feral presented a problem. He could probably have Sasha and Tammy knock the large croc-girl out by electricity. But he wasn't sure if he wanted to risk letting her up for a second. “Okay ladies, any thoughts on how to handle this girl?”

 

Sonja, as usual, was the first to speak up. “We could let Kiki out and let her work the bitch over,” she smiled weakly at Anahi, “Sorry.” Anahi didn't do anything other than shrug.

 

“That's really not that bad of an idea.” Marcus was reaching for Kiki's pokéball when he felt something hit him in the chest.

Hard.

 

Anahi slammed her hand down hard on the Feraligarter's snout, cutting off the supply of water. “MARCUS!” Her hand had slipped off of the girl's muddy snout, allowing the feral the second she needed to shoot off a blast of water. She squeezed her legs harder, trying to keep the girl's pinned arms to her side. But the mud on the girl's body proved to be to slick.

 

Haleigh was quick to follow Marcus. The unexpected blast had sent her Master flying backwards. When she got close to him she was able to see that he was still breathing. She leaned down and placed an ear on his chest. His heart was still beating thankfully. She turned around when Sonja arrived with one of the potions Shanti had made. Standing up she stomped her way over to the struggling feral. “Let. Her. Up.” Her words were slow and monotonous. Her body twisted sideways as her tail snapped out. A loud smack could be heard as her tail smashed into the side of the Feraligarter's head.

 

Sonja didn't pay any attention to the beating the feral was getting, instead her attention was devoted solely to Marcus. She could hear water in his lungs, and she was doing her best to get him to spit it all up. He was choking a little bit, but it was just his body trying to expel the water in his lungs. The potion she'd given him had been some help, already he was starting to come around.

 

Anahi jumped back as Haleigh stomped down hard on the Feraligarter's back. She could hear a loud crack just underneath the scream of pain from the feral. She winced as she realized that the Feral's back was probably broken. “Haleigh, don't kill her.”

 

“Oh, she hasn't suffered nearly enough to die yet,” Haleigh's monotonous voice didn't fluctuate as she stomped down again.

 

Anahi wasn't sure that the level of brutality Haleigh was exhibiting was called for, but it was effective. The Feraligarter was quickly becoming nothing more than a bloodied mess at the hands of the enraged Dragoness.

 

“Hay, enough.”

 

Marcus leaned on Sonja as he staggered to his feet, closing his eyes to stave off vertigo. He felt like he was about to drop when he felt a clawed hand on his chest. From the size he was sure that it was Haleigh. “Grab an empty 'ball from the sack and catch her.”

 

“Are you crazy? She could have killed you!” Haleigh clutched the wet shirt on Marcus.

 

“Believe me Hay, if she dies you'll feel a whole lot worse.” He remembered how badly Erin had felt after accidentally killing the Doggirl, and he wasn't about to have his Dragoness feel the same way. He slowly opened both eyes, seeing Sasha doing as he asked. “Where's Tammy?”

 

“That lazy whore fainted once Haleigh started working that big bitch over.” Terry was pissed at the thought of missing a fight. Hell, the least Tammy could have done was fainted during the original attack. At least that way she could have been present for the entire assault, and not just the ass end of it. Before Sasha was able to lob a pokéball at the 'girl, Terry sneaked in with a quick Thunderbolt. “What?” Terry shrugged when everyone looked at her, “She moved.”

 

“See if you girls can find a ride up river. I'm not walking around this bitch.” Marcus lifted his head weakly toward the lake. “I'm to fucking tired to put up with anything else tonight.”

 

Sonja staggered for a brief second as Marcus let himself fall asleep in her arms. Haleigh helped catch their falling Master's weight. “For the love of the Thousands. He's going to be the end of us.”

 

“Haleigh, you and Sonja keep an eye on him. Sasha, Terry; you two keep an eye out for anything coming out of that lake.”

 

“Sorry Ann, but we're getting Marcus out of here.” Sonja looked up to Terry. “I don't want to hear a word out of anyone. Haleigh, gather our stuff. We're out of here. Terry, get your lead ass over here. I want you to take Marcus and fly south. Follow the river. I don't care if Typhona shows up, you don't stop for nothin'.” She quickly passed Marcus over to the Maggieton. She didn't even wait while they took off. “Come on. Anahi, get everyone back inside their 'balls.” Sonja had taken the balls from Marcus's belt before passing him off. “Haleigh, you fly after her with our stuff. Drop it if she's attacked.”

 

Haleigh nodded as everyone that was out started disappearing. It wasn't long before she was flying along side the Maggieton back towards Bebja. It was nearly midnight when the city lights came into view. Haleigh followed Terry when she dove towards the large landing pad for the hospital.

 

Haleigh and Terry paced back and forth waiting for news of Marcus. They'd done everything short of breaking down doors to get their Master into the hospital, and now it was just a matter of waiting. “Do you want to rest?”

 

“Rest?” Terry's laugh was empty and forced, “You're joking right? What I want is my shot with that fuckin' Feraligarter.”

 

“Cool it. That bitch isn't goin' anywhere near Marcus again.” Haleigh was about to recall Terry when the Maggieton stormed out of the waiting room. 'She's resgistered, so it should be fine,' Haleigh thought as she sat down. It seemed like it was forever before the doctor allowed her to go back and check on Marcus. Eighty percent of his ribs had been broken, and several of pieces had pierced his lungs. The healing potion had saved his life, but the potion was also making him worse. It was healing the fractures as they were, and every time Marcus took a breath his lungs would be cut from the fragments of bone only to be healed back in a continuing cycle.

 

Terry didn't know what to do. It seemed like the blame laid everywhere, including upon her. It was her own weakness that was the cause of Marcus's attack. It was her body and her mind that was messed up. The other two had just sat back and watched as Marcus was attacked instead of doing something to prevent it. It was Sasha's fault for not using her powers to save Marcus from the feral. It was Anahi's for bein' careless, Haleigh's for not being strong enough, Kiki's for not being there. Her head swam with ideas of how everyone was to blame.

 

Terry returned to the hospital just as Haleigh was going into see Marcus. “I'll watch the stuff. I can't deal with him right now.” Terry sat down in a chair as the Dragoness went back to check on Marcus. “Oh, here,” Terry tossed the Tamer's Belt to Haleigh before the door closed. She stared down quietly as she looked at the 'ball she'd stolen from the belt. “We're settling this now.” Turning out of the lobby Terry made sure to leave everything with the attendants, taking the pokéball containing the Feraligarter with her along with the 'ball containing Kiki.

 

Terry relocated herself to the PokéCenter. “Yeah. My Tamer's currently in the hospital. So is it possible to heal these two?” Terry placed the pokéballs down on the counter. The Inguéne behind the counter didn't say a word as she took them and ran them through a healing cycle. “Thank you.”

 

She found a place that was far from the city, but still close to the river. Taking hold of Kiki's ball first she released the Sayjin. She quickly explained what she had in mind to the Sayjin, and as she expected, the Fighting Monkey was excited about the thought of it. “So you know what to do?”

 

“I'm hoping she just tries to run away.” Kiki smiled as she stretched. As long as the Feraligarter didn't try and run away, it was going to be a one on one fight. But the moment the feral showed signs of turning tail, she just became fair game. Kiki watched as the Maggieton released the Feraligarter. It took ever bit of willpower she had to prevent herself from rushing into the fight.

 

Terry threw the Electric Spear, turning the Feraligarter's attention to her. “That's right bitch. It's pay back time.” Terry launched herself up when the Feraligarter lunged at her. She dodged and weaved through the blasts of water spit out by the Feraligarter. “Seriously, this is the best you can do?” Grabbing her right wrist with her left, one of the satellites around her stopped in front of her clawed hand. The metallic orb launched itself like a canon ball towards the Feraligarter. Terry smirked as the projectile smashed into the hip of the larger girl.

 

Kiki started rocking back and forth on her feet. She was getting to the point where she couldn't do just sit back and watch the battle, and the full moon wasn't helping. 'Come on, get in there and finish her.' Kiki wished that the girl would try and escape just once. She was standing in her path if she tried to get into the river, which is what the girl was hoping that the feral would try and do. When Terry rushed in Kiki thought it was the end, but the Feraligarter still had some fight left in her. The Maggieton was furious, but smart. The Electric/Steel hybrid's body crackled with electricity as she activated her Lightning Body. Every physical attack that she made was enhanced with electricity, and every attack that she received was causing the Feraligarter more and more damage.

 

Terry stood huffing over the body of the Feraligarter. The girl was barely moving, leaving a trail of blood as she tried to get to the river. Closing her fist over one of her satellites, Terry focused as the electricity crackling around it elongated. She grabbed hold of the Electric Spear with both hands, “Ti-”

 

Kiki clenched every muscle in her body. The Feraligarter had one last burst of adrenaline before the strike. Without any sort of sign, the Feraligarter used a blast of water to shoot itself up into the air. She was getting ready to move when the unthinkable happened. Terry, who was just as surprised as she was at the sudden burst of water at her feet, shoved the spear upwards. The Electric Spear, maintained between two of the satellites, tore through the Feraligarter's chest. But it wasn't enough to stop her from coming down. As the girl fell, her mouth opened wide. Kiki screamed and rushed forward as fast as she could, but it was to late. The Feraligarter had taken Terry, Tammy, and Tabby with her. Kiki broke the feral's lower jaw, carefully peeling the teeth away from her throat.

 

“Terry! Terry! Are you alright?” She quickly looked around. She only remembered Terry giving her two pokéballs, the one containing the Feraligarter and her own. She couldn't remember being given the 'ball for Terry. “Where's your pokéball?” Kiki slowly turned the girl's head. Where her jugular vein was was a large tooth that had broken off of the girl's jaw. Tears swelled up in her eyes as she cried silently. A few moments later, she threw her head back and screamed her fury into the night.

 

Marcus gingerly pulled himself up. Looking down he was able to see the IV-drip in his left arm. 'Hold on. Bed? Why am I in the hospital?' Marcus winced as he pulled out the IV-drip in his arm. He winced as he tried to get himself out of bed. His chest felt like it was on fire, and his lungs burned with every breath. He was barely able to get his feet on the ground when the nurse he assumed was tending him came rushing in. “Who died?”

 

“Mr. Waters. While I'm sure that you're going to say you're feeling better, if you attempt to remove this IV-drip again before it's time, I'll have an Alaka-Wham reduce you into nothing more than a drooling vegetable for the remainder of your stay.” The nurse quickly crossed the room, gently pulling his feet back onto the bed. “You're going to get the rest your body needs one way or another. It's up to you.”

 

“Where's my harem?” Marcus looked around. He couldn't see any sign of any of his girls, except for a white couch that had several large patches of black fur.

 

“Your harem has been put into storage, except for the Alpha.” The nurse looked down to check the clipboard at the foot of the bed, “a Wolf Queen by the name of 'Anna-he'?”

 

“It's 'A-Nah-He'.” Marcus corrected. “Where's she at?”

 

“I believe she's contacting your parents. You were getting rather close to the ten day policy. After ten days we contact the next of kin.” The nurse placed the clipboard back on the hook at the foot board. As she was walking towards the door she was nearly pushed aside by two figures rushing in. “NO RUNNING!”

 

Anahi ignored the nurse as she sprinted across the room. She skidded to a stop next to the bed Marcus was laying on. “Marcus! Are you alright?”

 

Marcus was shocked to see Anahi in her human form, and it even took him a moment to remember that she even had a human form. But the largest surprise was seeing his mother right behind her. “What're you doin' here?”

 

“Your father and I get a call from your Alpha telling us that you have been asleep for almost ten days, and then when I get here you're awake and trying to tame the nurse!” Kyuri was relieved that her son was alright, but the young mand was to much like his father. At every turn he was looking to sink his dick into another girl. His father had been particularly worse when he was still a traveling tamer, but in his age he was still popular with the younger generations.

 

“Taming? I was looking for my harem you crazy broad.” Marcus leaned back in the bed. He wasn't about to try his luck again with the nurse. “Hey, mom.”

 

“Yes my Prince?” Kyuri sat down gently on the side of the bed. For all of their bickering, she knew that they really did truly love each other.

 

“I want you to take my harem. I don't think the nurses or doctors here are gonna let me go anytime soon.” Marcus sighed deeply. He'd probably be required to be in bed for the next couple of days. At least with his parent he wouldn't have to worry about them going anywhere.

 

“Oh. Uh, sure.” Kyuri quietly leaned forward and kissed Marcus on the forehead. “Please, just get better.”

 

“Anahi, make sure she gets the harem. I expect to see everyone either training or fuckin' when I get outta this bed.” Marcus whistled quickly to grab his mother's attention. “And tell that old bastard that if he tries anything with my harem he'll be eating out of a straw for the rest of his life.” Marcus was sure that while his father might joke about things, he'd never actually try and do anything to his harem. But the message was still put into place, just to be sure.

 

Marcus closed his eyes while Anahi left with his mother. It wasn't long however, before the two of them returned. “So how did everyone take it?”

 

Anahi sat down where Kyuri had sat previously, with her Master's mother taking the other side. “There's something that you need to know.” She couldn't bring herself to look at Marcus. “Half the Pack's falling apart. Haleigh is depressed and refuses to talk to anyone. She nearly went feral before we got her back into her pokéball. But it's mostly about Kiki and Terry.” Anahi took a deep breath and told Marcus what she knew.

 

Marcus closed his eyes and tried to spontaneously gain the power to travel back in time. “How's Kiki handling this?”

 

“Not good. She's been silent just as much as Haleigh. When she's not eating she's training. I've got to force her into her pokéball just so she gets some sleep.” Anahi sighed again. Since she wasn't on the side with any tubes attaching themselves to Marcus she was able to lean across and lay down. She felt like everything was falling apart and it was her fault.

 

Marcus clenched his hand repeatedly. Terry, Tabby, and Tammy were gone, and it seemed like the rest of his harem was depressed. “Come on. I just want to sleep.” He pulled Anahi up to him and closed his eyes. Despite just coming out of a ten day long rest, he felt more drained than he had in a long time. Before he drifted off to sleep, he could still feel his mother sitting at the end of the bed. And somehow, that made him feel safer than he had in a long time.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

Timothy sighed as he rubbed his closed eyes with one hand. “Seriously, what has my son been teaching you girls?” He could tell the he'd been teaching them the Martial Arts that he'd been taught, but they were learning nothing of the family's own style. “Come on, you've got a lot of work to get done before my son arrives to reclaim you.” He stood up off of his chair and walked down into the courtyard, lining them up as he wanted them.

 

Kyuri couldn't help but feel the power growing in the Sayjin. The Sayjin was giving off the same negative feeling of power that she'd come across in the past, and it was always against fighters who've lost their way. Kyuri hoped that Marcus would be able to get out of the hospital before the evolution was complete.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

Marcus yawned as he stretched. It felt good to be out of bed, and Nurse Hellion was finally out of his hair. 'That reminds me,' Marcus thought as he pulled his hair back into a tight ponytaur's tail, 'I need to get this shit cut.' He hadn't had a hair cut in over a year, and it was just to reach the middle of his back.

 

Sine he woke up, he had a different member of the harem spending a day with him. When he got the go a head from the doctors, the first thing Marcus nearly did was wreck his bedroom with an orgy. That had helped him out a lot, plus it kept his harem in their right minds. “Hey, Sonja! How's Kiki been doing?”

 

Sonja just groaned as she lifted her head up from the bed, pulling the covers back with her tail. “Marcus, I know that you're worried about your harem. But pokégirls don't appreciate it when you wanna talk about another 'girl after fuckin' them til they can't move.” Sonja rolled over, a satisfied pain tingling in her neither regions.

 

“Come on. Quit stallin'.” Marcus grinned. Judging from her answer however, it wasn't going to be good.

 

“She's evolved if that's any consolation. But she evolved with a Template.” Sonja was trying to sink into the bed as much as she could. She just didn't want to deal with this, not now.

 

“So she did end up as a Tenebrous,” Marcus just wished he knew what he was doin' wrong. He knew of the Tenebrous Template, almost anyone who studied martial arts did. While they gained a lot of power, they also become to the very element they once where. “Sonja, I need you to call Anahi.” Marcus was not liking the conversation that he was about to have with these two, and he was dreading the talk he was going to have with the rest of the harem.

 

Anahi was confused. She was busy practicing one set of moves just a minute ago, but then she heard that Marcus had something to talk about, something important, and now she was sitting on his bed in the hospital waiting for him to stop thinking. “What is it.”

 

“It's about Kiki.” Marcus didnt' bother opening his eyes. He wasn't sure if he could handle looking at the two he trusted with his life and the lives of his harem right now. “Do you two think I should keep her?”

 

Sonja shook her head as she reeled back. She leaned forward, eyes wide in shock at what had just come out of Marcus's mouth. “You're wanting to know,” Sonja gestured to herself and Anahi, “if we think you should keep Kiki?” She was stunned. She never expected Marcus to ever entertain the idea of something like this. “I think you need to rest a bit more. Maybe we over worked yourself last night.”

 

“Sonja, I'm not joking.” Marcus opened his eyes and sat up. “Terry wasn't thinking clearly, and it cost her her life. It also cost Tabby and Tammy their lives, and it wasn't fair to them. Sure, Kiki killed the Feraligarter. But it doesn't change the fact that she went along with the idea.”

 

“Do what you want, when you want, and have fun doing it.” Anahi said quietly.

 

“Anahi, I love you girls. But I'm not gonna sit here and let you throw that back in my face. I don't care what anyone in my harem does, but that stops when it endangers someone else's life.” Marcus never wanted them to do anything dangerous, but the world they lived in was dangerous and he refused to live his life out at home on the safety of a couch that wasn't all that safe.

 

Sonja's lower lip bled a bit as she bit it. She'd never heard him say that he loved them, even though she knew. “You need to keep her. She did what she thought was right, so did Terry. It wasn't right that Tammy and Tabby had to share the same fate, but there wasn't anything you could do to stop them.” Sonja leaned forward, her knees being the rest for her elbows as she rested her head in her hands. “I probably would have done the same thing, I just wouldn't have healed the fuckin' bitch first.” Admitting that she would have done the same in her stead if given the chance was just as terrifying as admitting that Terry had been a better sportsman than her.

 

“Anahi, you've been pretty quiet. What do you think?” Marcus turned to the girl curled up at the foot of his bed.

 

“They both endangered the pack. They've both been punished enough, though one suffered a worse fate than the other.” Anahi wouldn't want to admit it, but it was getting bad. The Sayjin had gained more power, making her just as strong as she was. She's already beaten Kyuri just by over powering her, despite the experience that the older Sayjin had. Everyone was steering clear of her, leaving her to her own training. “How about we stick her in storage? That way she can rotated in and out of the harem, and she can earn her right to be called Pack Sisters again?”

 

Marcus had to admit, that sounded much better than getting rid of her completely. The Sayjin would be able to think about what she's done while in storage, and in the mean time he could work on the separate harems that he'd been thinking about. “Alright. For now she stays with the harem. But the moment we get enough girls, she's going into storage. She just better behave, 'cause I'm this close,” Marcus was practically squeezing his forefinger and thumb together, “at selling her off right now.”

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There was nothing better than the sun shining, the feeling of the wind lightly blowing down on your sweat soaked skin, and a bevy of bouncing breasts. Marcus had to admit that there was a reason that he wasn't ready to teach his family's style to the 'girls, and that was mostly because once he did it was almost like promising to take over the family's Dojo.

 

“Sonja, you're still to stiff.” Marcus was only teaching them a few forms each. The Waters Style Martial Arts comprised mostly of swift, fluid movements that countered the opponents. Of course there were much more aggressive forms in the style, but mostly it was defensive.

 

“You know,” Sonja panted, “I'd really love to make a joke about how you're supposed to be the stiff one, but I find myself hating you.” Ever since marcus had been released from the hospital last week, he'd been training them religiously. The last time she had this much trouble learning a style it was when he was teaching her as an Amazonkapoeraa. Of course that was mostly because she was a whirlwind.

 

“Trust me, I'm stiff enough from watching you four.” Marcus shrugged. “Now, let's try it again.” Marcus hoped that the Wukong would get the hang of it. She was trying to master one of the intermediate forms, and for some reason she was having troubles. Grabbing his staff he stood up, “Once again, it's like this.” Marcus loosely held the staff in his right hand, just over his right shoulder. His entire body was slumped and relaxed, leaving himself completely open. His body was pointed towards a training post, one that had multiple logs hanging down from them. Taking a deep breath Marcus slumped forward as he exhaled.

 

Sonja still couldn't understand how Marcus was pulling that move off. He looked like a river carrying a stick along in the currents. She could barely manage getting through without touching a dozen, and Marcus was barely moving two. “It's not fair, you've had more practice at this than I have.”

 

“I don't see why he's getting all high and mighty. He's still failing.” Kyuri said as she walked down towards the group. They were away from the main dojo, keeping the family style a secret from wondering eyes. “He used to be able to get through them without touching one.” Kyuri politely took the staff from Anahi. She took her place where Marcus had started and smacked the over head posts. The force of the blow caused all of the logs to bounce wildly this way and that. She took her stance quickly, mimicking the form that Marcus was showing the girls. Exhaling slowly she slumped forward.

 

Marcus rolled his eyes. His mother had made it through preforming the same sequence of techniques that he did, but she didn't get touched by any of them. “Are you sure you wanna rub it in? Seriously, I'm just human. Why don't you teach them?”

“Honey, I offered. But you seemed to be dead set against them learning from me.” Kyuri tossed the staff back to Anahi.

 

“OH! Yeah! That's right. Because if I left it up to you,” Marcus gestured violently to the logs still dancing with his free hand, “you'd replace them with swords and other blades.” Marcus wouldn't forget that. He once had to attend school with his entire body covered in cuts from Mommy Dearests 'training'.

 

“You learned didn't you?” Kyuri shrugged. She never put her son, or any of her children for that matter, through anything she wasn't sure that they couldn't survive. She was stretching when Sasha came bounding down the steps, nearly knocking everyone over in her path.

 

Sasha pounced on Marcus, pinning him beneath her. “HE SAID YES!” Sasha quickly leaned over and hugged Marcus, unknowingly trapping his face between her exposed breasts.

 

Marcus was enjoying the sensation of having his face buried between two massive tits, but when he couldn't breath it became a problem. He was frantically tapping Sashas shoulder for a few seconds before the Jugguar got off of him. “Who said what now?”

 

“That guy from Neith with the Pinielf!” Sasha exclaimed. “He said that he'd have no problems changing the color of my fur!”

 

Marcus couldn't help but laugh. Sasha was practically dancing around in happiness at the news. “Guess this means we're heading for the Jade league as soon as possible.” Marcus pulled himself up and took the pokédex away from Sasha. Texting the man back Marcus was looking for the fastest possible time he could arrive. He wasn't expecting the sudden reply, he figured the reply would have come later. “Bad news Sasha, seems like he won't be able to see us until after the first of next year.”

 

“Who cares? I'll finally be able to get rid of this fuckin' black fur.” Sasha beamed as she rocked side to side. She just couldn't wait for the first of the year.