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lavendertwilight89 · 5 years ago

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The Great Dog Demon War

Sorry--it’s been a stressful couple weeks with my birthday and anniversary of my father’s death, so I took a hiatus. Here you go!

Song Inspriation: Land of Confusion by Hidden Citizens

**I do not own Inuyasha or the song referenced

Chapter 3

Inuyasha jumped and landed beside Sango who was still holding Kagome in her arms. Her hold had only tightened with his approach. Sango turned to look at him tears now in her eyes as she clung to Kagome scared of his anger over his wife’s condition and guilt from what those demons had made her do to her best friend. She didn’t want him to take her away until after she had checked her injuries that she inflected on her. She had been manipulated by Naraku and swamp demon in the past. The fact she had to watch and be aware the whole time made the guilt harder to bear.

Inuyasha initially had looked angry and his eyes were flashing red but now looked concerned as he was able to see what had caused Kagome’s condition and knew she wasn’t necessary in danger at this current moment. He could smell the anxiety and tears coming off the demon exterminator and tried not to let his instincts take control and rip his wife away from her and tear her down with his claws. His eyebrow twitched a little as he slightly bit his lip. He was growling in frustration as they didn’t make it in time to protect his family. He looked Kagome up and down and she made eye contact and looked relived he was there. She nodded slightly to make sure she saw his unasked question that she was ok. He knelt to be eye level with Sango as Kagome ensured she was alright for the time being.

Kagome raised her right arm to place on Sango’s left shoulder trying to reassure her she was not upset with her and that she would be fine... The only issue was she couldn’t control her breathing which was ragged from the pain she was in but she held a calm but strained expression, “Sango... it’s-it’s not your fault,” Kagome spoke through her grinding pain, “It’s okay. Pl-please... d-don’t feel guilty.”

“What happened?” Inuyasha asked sharply starting bubble again with anger hearing his wife’s broken sentences.

Sango looked back down to Kagome and trembled with her still in her arms, bangs covering her eyes. Miroku placed a hand on her other shoulder and knelt by her trying to comfort her.

“There were three dog demons who appeared with the scorpions you went to go exterminate while we were having lunch with Koga and Ayame. We pleaded with Koga and Ayame to take the children and Rin to safety knowing they could them out of here faster... We were able to take care of the scorpions and the miasma. But then they appeared and...and...”Sango shuttered and tears spilled onto Kagome’s clothes as she tried to hold in her sobs. Inuyasha had always left Kagome with her when they left the village to go demon slaying. He trusted her to keep his wife, his heart, his everything safe... and here she was the reason she laid bleeding in her very arms...

Kagome shot a weak look to Inuyasha to not make her finish. He gazed into her eyes worriedly and nodded sighing shakily. He knew what happened. He could see and smell the inner bruises along with the gashes from Sango’s weapons.

Inuyasha sighed again gathering his thoughts before he spoke. He was never good with words. Kagome knew that and didn’t push a lot out of him. She allowed him to show her more of his emotions than making him express them. They had grown far more comfortable with each other’s body language and just her words in their two years of being married. He could see she was safe, He had to keep reminding himself that. But she couldn't give the comfort to Sango she was searching for; she clearly needed to hear from him. She was a warrior, just like him, and casualties meant failure. “Sango--it’s not your fault. Kagome doesn’t blame you and neither do I.”

“I betrayed your trust though, Inuyasha! I failed to protect her!”

“Sango, Inuyasha and Kagome do not fault you. You and Kagome clearly made tough calls and unfortunately someone got hurt. But Kagome will heal, our children our safe as I’m sure that was Kagome and your plan all along,” Miroku comforted.

Kagome nodded biting her lip nervously trying to control her tremors. Inuyasha looked back to his wife sniffing to detect how much blood she had lost. Kagome’s life wasn’t in danger... not yet. There was blood but it wasn’t enough to cause him to panic if he can get her back to village to treat her wounds. He was anxious about the smell of pain coming off her. He compared it to the roll of the ocean waves as it immersed off her. He extended his hand to motion to her to pass Kagome to him. His nerves were still fried. He needed to hold her. She could calm his raging mind.

Miroku patted Sango’s shoulder trying to signal her to release Kagome so he could take her place and Inuyasha’s anger would subside. Kohaku, with Shippo on his shoulder, and Kirara watched further back clearly not wanting to disturb the already delicate situation. Kohaku turned to Shippo “We should head back to the village and see if we can help Koga and Ayame secure Rin and the kids.”

“You’re right--but how do we break it to them.”

“Grrrrr... You act like I don’t have ears sometimes you brats!” Inuyasha growled.

“Then we will take our leave! We will meet you there Inuyasha! Miroku, take care of my sister!” Kohaku jumped back onto Kirara with Shippo still intact as Kirara took off toward the village.

“We should be going as well. The fact they disappeared could only mean they either meant to regroup and that we were not their primary target...”

Sango finally lifted her head glaring with tears, “They will pay for this.”

“Get in line. When I get my hands on them, they’ll regret the day they thought they could try to deceive us.”

Sango looked back down at Kagome looking determined and Kagome smiled softly and nodded her head in agreement. She lightly shifted Kagome to be in his arms. Inuyasha sighed relief as he finally had his wife in his arms. He grasped her injured shoulder lightly as he stared down into her eyes. She gazed back into his golden eyes and lifted her right arm to brush his cheek lightly speaking softly only for him to hear, “I’m okay, Inuyasha. It’s okay.”

Sango stood with Miroku. “We will get a head start, Inuyasha.” Miroku picked up Sango’s weapon that was laying behind her after she dropped it in order to catch Kagome when they fell after the threads of control were severed and passed it to her and they took off running to follow where Kirara flew off to.

Inuyasha exhaled deeply as if he was holding in his breath once Miroku and Sango were out of earshot distance. Kagome still had her hand on his cheek. He started to disrobe and carefully wrap his wife in his red robe of the fire rat.

“Don’t...” Kagome squeezed out. “Do n-not blame yourself. You cou-couldn’t have known.” She squeezed her eyes shut and grasped her shoulder gasping in pain. It was starting to burn more now that the adrenaline of the fight was wearing off. With Inuyasha by her, she couldn’t help but relax--which unfortunately was becoming her undoing.

He was now glaring at her still holding her close to his chest, eyes beginning to flash crimson, “I could have stayed! They didn’t even need me! You warned us and we didn’t listen to you, Kagome! And now--look at you! You can’t even finish a sentence without wincing in pain. You’re going to be lucky if Sango didn’t break anything! I can literally smell your internal bruising Kagome! I don’t know why Sango was bothering blaming herself when it is clearly my--”

“Stop it!” She yelled smashing her lips against his. She shuttered slightly making him try to pull back so he could continue his self-deprecation, but she followed him up and took her hand that was on her shoulder and pushed on the back of his neck to stay in contact with her until he could calm himself. When he lost his temper over her safety, or felt her in peril, he was more than likely to succumb to his demonic self. Something they learned after they had married and mated, which Myouga had to clear up after an incident that occurred only a month after they were bonded...

A demon ogre had come through the forest near the village while she was out with Rin and Kaede picking herbs. He had claimed he in search of the priestess that could control time and could bring back the Sacred Jewel. Unsure how the rumor started or where it could have emerged from, she tried to stop the demon before he caused any actual havoc on the village.

Inuyasha having sensed the demon from the fields he and Miroku were working in rushed to her. He arrived a moment too late as the demon swatted his large brown hand at Rin demanding answers since she was the closest to the demon and unguarded. Inuyasha watched in horror as Kagome leapt in front of her, knocking Kagome unconscious. The demon having lost his patience grabbed her and Rin and hurled them into the air where they dropped in the river. Kaede had to bear witness as Inuyasha snapped, while still in position of his father’s fang, transform and gut the demon mercilessly leaving her in shock of his ruthlessness towards the other demon as he shot off towards the river. Inuyasha barely even took note of her which she was thankful for as she had only heard tales of him losing his humanity and how he had extreme difficulty identifying friends versus foes.

She followed as fast as she could to try and calm him before he made his way back into the village where the river flowed but found him standing menacingly over Rin who had managed to get Kagome to shore. She was kneeling with Kagome laying on Rin’s lap, stomach on the ground, arms outstretched over her knees. Rin’s arms were over her back like she was about to flip her over to try and breathe air into her unconscious caretaker. His claws raised to his face full of blood, eyes crimson red with the bright blue irises, looking ready to strike Rin down if she made any sudden moves. Rin shook in fear only having seen him like this once inside the Naraku during the final battle but knew wasn’t himself. She tried to call out to him and only was growled at with ferocity. Kaede had tried to approach and speak to him softly to bring him to his senses but she received the same treatment and a look of sheer murder from the half-demon.

Thankfully, Kagome coughed up water at that moment and opened her coffee eyes turning her head away from Rin’s belly towards the aura that overtook her; she confused as it was not the same aura they had just been facing in the fields of herbs. She took in the furious Inuyasha in his demonic form and gasped eyes widening. She sat up quickly and he turned back to face her turning away from Kaede. Their eye met and she was able to gauge he recognized her. She stood slowly to not scare him and hoping to not get more intense reaction out of him. Rin grabbed her arm to slow her down from getting up too quickly while voicing that Inuyasha wasn’t his normal self only for him to jump by Kagome sweeping her away from Rin. He started to swipe his arm down to attack Rin’s hand. Kagome reached out and grabbed his right arm that wasn’t swinging and cried his name to stop trying to pull away before he could get too close to Rin squeezing her eyes shut.

The air was quiet as she held onto his arm and all was silent. It was almost like time stood still. She finally opened her eyes to see if she has stopped him. He was looking at her with his blood red eyes. His eyes slowly fading in and out back to his normal amber from his blue. She loosened her grip and moved to embrace him; slowly, her arms wrapped around his waist she buried her head into his shoulder and said his name breathily and told him it was ok. Slowly his arms pooled around her and he sank into her embrace shaking slightly saying her name in a husky voice.

Myouga was in a nearby village and began to hear of the tale retold by villagers to take heed of the half-demon and his protectiveness of his wife, the beautiful young priestess who was training under Kaede who appeared from no-where. Having reached Inuyasha a day later, he explained that after Inuyasha took Kagome as his wife, his demonic nature changed to not only have to protect his own life, but her own as well as his inner blood recognized her as his mate. While he always held love and felt protective of Kagome, once they mated it created a bond demons cannot break easily.

Inuyasha said he didn’t truly understand as he knew demons had to “mark” their mate and he didn’t even know how he had done it.

Myouga, of course, was able to sniff it out and show his master the scarred bite marks on Kagome’s right shoulder near her neck and explained his demonic nature probably did it and he probably didn’t notice because there wouldn’t be much of a difference once it was performed. He said it usually occurring during the actual mating process. Myouga continued to explain that that bite links their lives together and can be a blessing in the facts that demon gains untold strength to protect their beloveds, but it can even be a curse as if a mate dies, typically their counterpart does not have long left in the world either. They will essentially die from a broken heart. He equated what happened to Inuyasha’s father and how Izayoi passed closly together. It was not normal for a wealthy princess to die so young especially with such a young child. She held on for as long as she could to care for Inuyasha, but the bond pulled at her heart until it ultimately gave out.

The explanation behind his mother’s death was not surprising, but it still hurt the same to learn that she was as sad as she was until she passed. Kagome tried to comfort him saying clearly Izayoi’s love for Inuyasha is what kept her going for as long as she could and that he should feel guilty. Izayoi was probably as happy as she could be with Inuyasha which Myouga agreed to. What he meant was typically mates die within weeks, not years of each other. Izayoi held on for much longer than anyone thought she would.

Myouga continued to explain that is why demons often do not take mates unless they are certain that is what they truly desire—to be linked to another in such a way is quite literally an eternal commitment. Kagome slightly panicked not knowing how to absorb what she was hearing. A Life-bond? The idea of being without Inuyasha was not one she wanted to ever think about or vise versa, she never wanted him to be alone, but to be near immortal? They had never touched on the idea that she was human and would age slower, but knew it would be struggle when they came to it... But now, that was something they wouldn’t have to face... Obviously, that meant they would outlive their friends. Did that mean she’d be able to see her family again? Inuyasha was a half-demon and sure, he alluded he was far older than she was saying he unsure of how old because eventually years pass like days and being alone for so long... you lose track. She prayed she would never be in Izayoi’s position of picking between her child and following her mate…

Inuyasha felt guilty not really knowing all these facts. He had planned on becoming human with Kikyo and so never really investigated what demon culture did and how a mating mark would effect his intended. He didn’t even consider seeking to consult Myouga or even his asshole of a brother before marrying Kagome because there was no question in his she was always meant to be with him. She accepted him in any form he took without hesitation. Myouga never had before shared such information and his prick of a brother barely managed to wave at him in passing. Now his poor wife, his mate, was looking like she regretted their decision. He had planned on discussing with Myouga after they had been married for awhile and had a moment to discuss the subject of mortality…

Kagome saw the look in his eyes and realized he was misinterpreting her anxiety for regret and placed a hand on her husband’s taking hold and squeezed. She smiled at him and said how happy she was she wouldn’t ever have to leave his side again and she was merely overwhelmed that she would be able to perhaps she her family again.

Myouga went over more in their little visit on his demonic nature and instincts and made it clear Kagome was the only who would be able to bring his back from the edge when her safety was in concern by proving she was, in fact, not in danger of death...

Inuyasha fought hard to be released from Kagome’s hold that was trying to calm him. His blood literally felt like it was boiling. Even though he felt like he was drenched in guilt and his demonic energy was trying to rise and take control over his body, Kagome was disarming him with soft whispers from her lips. How did he get so lucky to have her? Someone who would show him in a way only he could understand and push herself to discomfort to make him feel better? He must’ve been a saint in his previous life to be given this woman here and now.

“You should rest Kagome…Don’t strain yourself to protect me when you’re in so much pain. I’m fine,” he said as she pulled away.

“I had to m-make my point cl-clear. I’m okay, Inuyasha. I’ll be f-fine.”

Inuyasha sighed again pushing his forehead against hers. She brushed her hand over his cheek and they both closed their eyes and took solace in their presence until he was finally in complete control again. He readjusted his arms to hold her up bridal style and stood. He started to leap back towards the village now that he and his wife cleared the air.

It didn’t take long for them to catch up with Sango, who was now in her demon slayer uniform, and Miroku. They ran together back to the village hoping to arrive before more trouble appeared...

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Koga and Ayame skidded to a stop outside of Kaede’s hut per Rin’s directions. Sesshomaru, Jaken, and the old priestess exited the hut, no doubt, sensing the wolves’ presence.

“Lord Sesshomaru!” Rin greeted anxiously her Lord pushing out of Koga’s arm staggering to him in a hurry to try and explain the current situation with her friends.

Sesshomaru looked perplexed, his typical unemotional eyes but slightly softened just a bit for Rin as she ran to him; he was questioning why she was being carried by the wolf. The other question in his mind was where his useless brother and friends were. Just before he opened his mouth, he sensed something approaching from above him, a familiar aura striking down; he quickly dashed forward to grab Rin out of the way as cloud of poison gas flooded down on the area where she had been running towards.

He stopped by the wolf and set her down and stood in front of her, his hand grasping his sword ready to strike down whoever had the audacity to harm what was his. His eyes narrowed as he recognized the scent immediately.

“Ah, still quick on your feet Lord Sesshomaru,” his uncle descended slowly from the clouds, “And for a human no less...” he eyed Rin suspiciously. The girl stood as tall as Sesshormaru’s bicep. She dressed in nicer clothes but lacked shoes, making her an orphan. But why did she have such fine clothing? She edged closer behind Sesshomaru her big brown doe full of unease taking in the way he was staring at her—breaking her down to figure out why Sesshomaru had bothered to snap her up from the ground to shield her from the poison gas he has expelled.

“What is it you want?” Sesshomaru questioned growing annoyed by his scrutiny of Rin; he took another step-in front of her to hide his view of her. He did not like the look in his uncle’s eyes or the knowledge he was assessing.

“Koga, who is that?” Ayame whispered still holding the girls in her arms.

“Dunno...but stick close,” Koga replied. He was nervous but didn’t outwardly show it to try and keep his mate calm and collected in case more trouble occurred. It was clear this other dog demon knew Sesshomaru and was aware he would be here. He had intent on making trouble for him...what he found more stressing was how similar they smelled. They were obviously related. The Great Inu-Taisho died centuries ago though... could he have had a brother? If so, how was it Sesshomaru took over for his old-man and not his brother? He obviously held centuries of power and could have easily overthrown Sesshomaru. Not that was what Koga wanted; he and Sesshomaru had come to understanding about their territories and how they would run their lands.

“You disappoint me, Lord Sesshomaru. You don’t seem as prepared as I hoped you would be when I told you to be when I returned. All it looks like is you gathered some strays,” he gestured to Ayame and Koga. “Not even powerful ones...just smelly wolves...”

They both growled at the insult and glared the dog who made such a degrading insinuation. They were the leaders of the Demon Wolf Tribe. They ruled the north and maintained strong relations with Sesshomaru who ruled the west. How dare this dog question his rulers in this area.

“I need no one to destroy the likes of you, Uncle...”

Jaken’s eyes widen, “Un-uncle!?”

Kaede, by his side, watched with concern unsure if they meant to do battle in the middle of her village. They already had it destroyed by Naraku five years—they didn’t need to rebuild again. But how was she supposed to guide the fight away from here? She was getting on in age—Kagome had already taken over as head priestess of the village last year. They worked side by side still, but Kagome handled anything that required more than an hour’s time. Her power had weakened over the years and she knew she had no authority to order them away to take their fighting elsewhere.

His uncle laughed manically, “Oh Lord Sesshomaru, you are such a fool. You think you, a son of Inu-Taisho, can defeat me?”

“Small words from such small vermin,” Sesshomaru stood ready about to draw his sword when he felt something tug on him. He tried to draw his sword, move his foot, any type of movement but he was locked-- frozen. His eyes narrowed and he started to growl as he felt the tug on his arm to draw his sword and then to turn around to face Rin and the wolves. His movements were jerky and not normal for how Sesshomaru who was graceful, moved like the western lord he was; currently he looked like a puppet tangled in strings.

“Lord Sesshomaru?” Rin asked worriedly.

“Tsk tsk tsk... I think you forgot I did not return alone. You remember my sons, do you not Lord Sesshomaru? They have an interesting power when they combine their demonic aura,” the older demon taunted with a wicked grin exposing his fangs. His sons landed from the sky beside their father their arms extended towards Sesshomaru.

“They are capable of controlling even the most powerful demons... like yourself. I will give you one last chance to surrender this land to me. If you refuse,” he said as he raised his left arm top his face and snapped his fingers.

Sesshomaru felt the pull and he fully released the Bakusaiga aiming the tip directly to Rin’s face which made her gasp. Her big brown eyes enlarged and she was no afraid for her lord who was snarling, eyes tilted away from her towards the other demons who arrived.

Koga immediately pulled Rin away more or less throwing her back to Ayame as he shoved Komori into her arms. He snarled out of ferocity and confusion as he was unsure how to release Sesshomaru and protect those were in his charge now.

Koga’s children released his back and ran to hide behind Ayame who was still grasping Sango’s twin girls in her arms. She set them down and took a defensive stance in front of Rin as well with the children that were now shoved behind Rin and her. Her emerald eyes were narrowed and furious at the idea this demon was not only going to threaten humans, but children to get what he wanted. He was a filthy excuse for a demon. Her anger got the best of her when she started yelling at him.

“You’re pathetic! You’re literally using women and children to get what you want rather than fighting an honorable fight! You’re disgusting!”

“Pathetic, am I? I don’t see why not use the opportunity to remove weaknesses from the playing field. Once they are removed, a true fight for the Kingdom at hand can be had! Hahahahaha! Now, say goodbye, foolish wolves.”

Sesshomaru struggled, his eyes shifting from red and white trying to fight off their control. He was fighting a losing battle. He slowly lifted his sword high and Koga slowly lowered to a defensive stance.

“Rin!!!!!”

Rin turned back to a familiar voice that was behind her eyes widening, “Kohaku!!”

Shippo launched off Kohaku transforming in a cloud of smoke and expelling leaves to cover all yelling “Transform!” Twenty Shippos appeared while Kaede, Jaken, Koga, and the others all disappeared as Sesshomaru swung his sword down on the fake Shippos. The green energy from his sword spread and dispelled the fox magic. He let out the breath he had held in anger and panic as it sliced through the decoy that puffed into smoke a green leaf.

The older dog demon eye’s narrowed and he shot a look to his sons in anger. “You missed!”

“Where did they go?” the silver-haired son questioned.

“Nowhere for you to follow!!!” Inuyasha answered and swung down his sword releasing the wind scar on the four standing by the stairs to the shrine of the village. He didn’t give a rat’s ass of where they were. They had to go. If that meant he’d have to spend weeks rebuilding this damn village again so be it. But they have fucked with them more than enough.

The four jumped out of the way landing on Kaede’s roof looking down on him and his father’s sword.

Inuyasha landed near the destroyed stairs glaring up at them holding Tetsusaiga in both hands as it rested on the ground from where he swung. Not only did these four harm his wife, but also had intentions of making his brother slaughter everyone else in his village. He didn’t care deeply for his brother and they weren’t exactly close, but he wouldn’t allow them to make a mockery of him and destroy what they had both sworn to protect.

“Who the fuck are you and why are you in my village?” Inuyasha demanded voice low and full of venom.

“Hahahaha… quite a temper you have dear nephew. I would expect nothing less from a half-breed,” his uncle hissed to Inuyasha. He showed pure disgust for him in the way he said the derogatory word.

“Nephew?” Sango questioned beside Miroku, who now held Kagome in his arms, still wrapped in Inuyasha’s red fire-rat kimono, glaring at the demons in front of them. They stood where Koga and the others had been before Sesshomaru had struck. Sesshomaru remained frozen sword swung into the ground having missed its intended target, his eyes shifted to his younger brother who was now going to have to defend them.

Sango gripped her weapon tightly waiting for her chance to strike. She would not go without vengeance. They had made a mockery of her strength and now they were playing with Sesshomaru. Who were these demons and what did they want?!

Kagome looked on weakly trying to get her spiritual powers acclimated to sense out who these demons were. She could sense the three demons who had attacked her and Sango earlier were clearly note that they were following order from the older demon. Their auras similar to his—weaker, but as stronger as Sesshomaru when they were fusing their power together. She could see the threads they were weaving around his body. Her eyes shifted back to the old dog demon and his aura was threatening. Dark. There was a massive amount of power. She couldn’t figure out if he was more powerful or equal in strength to Sesshomaru. She could tell his powers were being altered by something, something blocking them from being fully exposed. She had learned through her training old demons often hid their full strength in order to remain out of sight and away from trouble. She also took note probably in her era that’s how most demons operated in order to survive the times.

As if sensing Kagome’s prying eyes his golden orbs shifted to her. Her eyes widened as she realized he was doing the same to her as she was to him—probing her. She literally felt her skin crawl as he smirked wickedly reveling his elongated fangs.

“Your mate is quite strong for breeding with you, half-breed… Most priestesses lose their powers when they lose their purity, let alone give it to a mutt like you,” he said degradingly. He tilted his head still analyzing her. “I haven’t heard much about you, priestess. When I visited two years ago your name hadn’t even been mentioned by my sons when they came to check on the village. All I had known was the old hag was on her last leg… guess she had no choice than to pass down her legacy to filthy half-breed lover. Beggars can’t be choosers, or so the saying goes.”

Inuyasha started snarling, hands tightening on his sword. Kagome glared at the demon and spoke without trepidation, “Trust this ‘filthy demon lover’ when I say this; you will eat your words…”

“Ah, but I don’t think I will,” the demon lord replied haughtily and snapped his fingers.

Sesshomaru moved again and turned to Inuyasha who noticed the sudden movement. Sesshomaru narrowed his eyes and began growling jumping in the air and swung his sword down at Inuyasha. He blocked without much effort. This must be the trick they were using on Sango….If they can even use it on even someone as strong as Sesshomaru—we’re in trouble, he thought to himself as their blades energy collided like lightening.

“Sango, we need to separate those brothers—together they are able to control Sesshomaru. If they are separated we may stand a chance to snapping their web,” Miroku stated.

Sango smirked and raised her weapon. “With pleasure, Hiraikostu!!!” She pulled back and swung her weapon from her hand and aimed in the middle hoping to be able to break them apart when the older dog demon jumped in the way and swiped down her weapon and then made a mad dash for her. Inuyasha and Sesshomaru continued their strikes at each other; Inuyasha’s were merely defensive while Sesshomaru still struggling to gain control over him body was on the offensive. Inuyasha gasped looking on in horror still trying to evade Sesshomaru and his strikes to be able to get back to his friends and wife, Sesshomaru glancing behind him but unable to do anything but continue locking swords with Inuyasha.

Miroku knew he couldn’t make a run for it without hurting Kagome further and couldn’t erect a barrier fast enough to hinder the oncoming power; he was more or less forced to watch in horror as his wife was approached by the hunter. Sango drew her sword quickly seeing him speed towards her jumping back to the right away from Miroku and Kagome to try to keep them uninvolved.

The demon reached out, poison leaking from his claws in a purple glow about to strike her down when he collided with a purple barrier. His eyes widened as did Sango’s in shock. They both turned to see Kagome glaring daggers at the demon lord. Miroku released a breath he didn’t realize he held and glanced down in realization. She can use her powers on command in so much pain? We haven’t had her on many extermination travels with us and I haven’t trained with her in over a year… Her power… how is it this expansive? It’s greater than Kikyo’s ever was! Miroku thought to himself in shock.

“You…” The demon hissed turning towards her away from Sango.

All of sudden Miroku was pushed back and landed on the ground harshly away from Kagome noticing she had pushed him away from her with another barrier. “Ka-Kagome?! What are you doing!?” Sango, seeing the demon’s attention was away from her and still blocked from attacking him by Kagome’s expanded barrier, ran to her husband’s side and turned to watch her friend in horror as Kagome stood unsteadily breathing heavily facing the powerful dog demon who in return started to saunter his way over to her.

“Kagome!!! What are you doing?!” Inuyasha yelled as he was able to bounce Sesshomaru away to only jump towards her and have to retreat again when Sesshomaru appeared in front of him and almost made contact with his shoulder. “Dammit! Can you fucking break their control?! Some demon you are! Letting yourself be a puppet to the likes of them!”

“I’d like to see you control yourself now, half-demon,” the demon with silver hair from up above chuckled as he landed beside him and grabbed his shoulder spreading the strings onto him now.

“Ugh!!!!” Inuyasha tried to fight it—he didn’t even sense or hear him coming being distracted by trying not to be cut down by Sesshomaru but also watching the love of his life engage in deadly stare down with his so called “uncle”. But it was too late he now stood by Sesshomaru, his eyes flickering back and forth from red and white. He was beyond anger, beyond furious, he was downright blood thirsty. These animals were threatening his pack, his mate, he wanted their blood. Even with the rage building from not being able to move, he was not able to break their control.

“Hold them. This bitch is mine,” the demon seethed.

“Ka-Kagome!!!!” Inuyasha yelled as the strips on his face began to grow.

Kagome looked to Inuyasha saying his name in a whisper. She exhaled and closed her eyes focusing on just what was in front of her. Her body stilled as she held her breath. To the demon, it looked like she was admitting defeat as he quickly made his way in front of her to strike her down with his claws. Time seem to slow down for her and she felt his approach on her person.

Breathe in…Breathe out…

She heard the dirt shuffle. Barely. He was quick, nibble on his feet. He moved similarly to Sesshomaru. She clearly knew it was family trait.

In…Out…

She slowly reached behind her injured shoulder. She was still in this place herself. Black, numb. She could feel the energy around her. She could hear the screams but they were muffled and unclear because she was pushing them out… She heard the struggled reathing from her husband fighting off the controlling threads that anchored him in place. She still heard the approaching footsteps. But she was focusing all her power in timing this correctly. She found what she was looking for in the space she put herself in and grasped onto it.

Another breath… Now!

As his claws were about to collide with her head and the others were screaming her name, Miroku trying to dispel her barrier, Sango swinging her Hiraikostu against it trying to get her to open it to save her, Inuyasha snarling away and Sesshomaru glaring murderously at the demon growling, his eyes also flashing red, she exhaled again opening her eyes, determined and swung her bow from Mount Azusa that appeared in a glow of purple at the demon knocking him back off his feet before he rolled back onto them and skidded to a stop eyes wide and unbelieving.

“What?!”

“Augh!!!!”

All heads turned toward the three demons that were now screaming their anguish from pain as purple light was purifying them.

“How?!?! You… Goddamn you to—“

An arrow was now pointed at his neck with her standing above him. Her bow sideways to accommodate her injuries.

“Please, finish you sentence… It’ll be your last,” she said glaring at him.

He looked behind him to see Inuyasha and Sesshomaru could now move of their own free will and were making their way over to him. Sesshomaru, sword raised, glided over to him, ready to execute him, the look in his eyes could do just that and Inuyasha, eyes crimson and pupils the color of aqua, ran, claws raised, towards his way to his prey.

“Hiroshi, Ichiro, Saito—time to go,” he said as he pulsated into a golden orb along with his sons as they vanished.

Sesshomaru growled, “You will not escape this time, Uncle…” He began to glow golden as well before Rin ran out of Kaede’s hut and grabbed his kimono stopping him in his tracks yelling for him to stop. His mood changed and his eyes immediately met hers and he stepped back to examine her fully to make sure she was unharmed. Koga held the others in the hut as he gaged his surroundings realizing letting Rin run past him was a mistake.

Inuyasha’s intense snarl broke Sesshomaru’s concentration over Rin and shoved her behind him again staring at his now fully transformed brother. He pushed his sword back into its sheath but raised his claws slowly to show he was not going to allow him to harm them. Inuyasha stood aggressively about to attack the next strongest demon here as he still felt his mate was in mortal danger.

Miroku and Sango stood where they were but did not move to Kagome in fear of enraging him further but Miroku tried to call to him to only be snapped at by Inuyasha forcing them to take a step back.

Kagome dropped her bow and arrow and gasped loudly in pain grasping her shoulder but turned to Inuyasha still on her feet shakily. She used all her strength to face down the name-less demon and unfortunately was not victorious. Her breaths were coming out as pants, eyes squeezed shut, as she clenched shoulder but also found it hard to suck in such hard breathes due to her ribs screaming from their abuse. “In---Inuyasha…” she begged. She opened her eyes and their eyes met. Hers, full of pain, weak, tired and pleading; his, intense, reading, and rich. He turned more towards her, away from his brother and took a step towards her. She tried to right herself and take a step to only falter and nearly collide with the ground before she saw his white kosude around her. She grasped his sleeve and tried to turn herself to face him only to be more or less pinned in his arms facing away from him as he continued to try and force the others to maintain their distance.

“This isn’t good… We need to get her in Kaede’s hands to start working on her wounds,” Sango hesitantly taking another step towards only to meet his blue irises ready to strike her down.

Kagome struggled in his arms only to receive warning nips to make her stop. “Ugh, Inuyasha! Please!” She titled her head and pushed her head up under his chin to expose her neck to him. He had told her once it was a sign of “submission” and it would likely catch the attention of his inner demon—he said his instincts push him to be in control and it’s hard to allow her to be dominate; but he really does loves it when she fights against him and refuses to be submissive. His inner demon also enjoys the challenge to tame her as well. Submission is only a sign to calm and soothe him when necessary he had implored.

She felt him press his nose into her neck and take a halting breath in. She felt more than saw his demonic aura dissipate but his grip maintained its hold on her body. Koga was standing by Rin holding her back while Sesshomaru had taken the opportunity to approach his brother while his wife had distracted him and now stood only a few feet away in front of them while Miroku and Sango were a step behind them having edged closer to try and break his hold on Kagome.

“Ka-Kagome…I’m sorry. Did I hurt you?” He still had his face pressed into her neck and was holding her back to his chest, arms wrapped around her waist and chest.

“No, you didn’t, Inuyasha. Let me see your face…”

He stayed still and felt Sango place her hand on his shoulder lightly once Sesshomaru was now directly in front of him. She tried to pull lightly to turn him around to face them but he held firm. Kagome could gather he was fighting within himself to regain full control but was failing and could only hold her to regain his right mind. She readjusted where her head fell and tried to rub their cheeks together and started whispering softly to him; she was ok, that she was there, that she wasn’t going anywhere without him, their friends were only there to help them, and that he didn’t need to be afraid for her anymore.

His grip loosened as his brother knelt down before him to show him he was not hostile. He merely looked with his unemotional eyes trying to keep him calm with his vassals so close and in possible harm’s way if Inuyasha were to lose his control over his mate’s wellbeing and slaughter anyone or anything in his path.

Miroku now had a grip on his shoulder and Sango made her way to his side to try get Kagome out of his vice like grip murmuring she wasn’t going to hurt her, only help her.

Kagome, now able to move her right arm from his loosened arms, reached up and rubbed his right ear tenderly until he withdrew his arms to only be holding her with his hands and shifted her into Sango’s arms. He didn’t completely trust himself right now. It didn’t matter to him that her safety was what was driving his instincts wild. He still wasn’t even sure if he wouldn’t harm her on accident if he was too far gone. There were too many emotions swirling in his head to think clearly. Confusion. Anger. Rage. Denial. Helplessness. The complete desire for blood…

Sango picked Kagome up in a piggy-back fashion and made her way to Kaede kicking everyone, including her children, out of the hut. Miroku remained by Inuyasha, hand still placed on his shoulder hoping to keep him grounded as Kohaku, Shippo, and his children to emerged from the hut speaking quietly as Jaken ran to his lord followed silently by Koga.

“We must speak, Inuyasha,” Sesshomaru stated.

Koga was now by the dog demon bothers arms crossed and eyes gauging his reaction. He wanted to be a part of this conversation as well since these demons that appeared could very well become a threat to his territory as well. Ayame, her and Koga’s children in tow, stood with Rin and chatted with her quietly to keep her busy while the men started conversing. Ayame was confident her mate would fill her in later. Her job now as the only other adult around was to keep the children occupied while Kagome was being tended to and they shared information on their new enemy.

Rin looked to her lord while Ayame was trying to occupy her attention…Uncle? Lord Sesshomaru had an uncle? While she knew Inuyasha and her lord never really saw eye to eye, their battles were nothing like the fight they just had with him. Lady Kagome was badly injured and they barely managed to push them back to retreat…what kind of enemy is this dog demon? And what were they instore for?

#The Great Dog Demon War #inuxkag #sanxmir #sessxrin #inuyasha fanfiction #post cannon

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ctfmeister · 6 years ago

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“Umm… I can explain?”

Sweat poured profusely down Robin’s face. In front of him, stood his wife Lucina bearing a look of both disgust and confusion as she gazed upon a totally pantless Robin and an exposed Marth laying down on Peach’s bed while wearing pink lingerie.

“What the name of Naga is going on here?” Lucina asked, pure unadulterated anger in her voice. She firmly placed her hand on her sword handle, ready to unsheathe at any moment.

It was over for him. There was no way to recover from this. He wanted to explain to her that it wasn’t what it looked like. But it was exactly what it looked like. He’d just had sexual intercourse with Marth dressed as Princess Peach. There truly was no other possible answer for what had just happened in this room. Nevertheless, Robin was still a tactician, so god damn him if he didn’t at least try to get himself out of this situation.

“Er- Lucina! You see… When I got here, Marth was covered in Princess Peach’s clothes! So, I started undressing him and he thought it was some sort of game and he started to undress me! So really, it’s just a big misunderstanding.” Robin said nervously, anxiously fiddling his fingers while hoping she’d taken the bait.

That’s when he saw it, a sudden glimmer of hope. Lucina cocked her eyebrow up, as if she was actually considering what he’d said as a real possibility. Robin mentally pumped his fist. He could do this. He could totally do this. All he had to do now was keep the story going and maybe he could get out of this scot-free.

“Oh Lucina dear…”

A chill went down Robin’s spine as soon as he heard Marth’s high-pitched voice resonate from behind him.

“There’s no reason to be upset.” ‘Peach’ continued. “If you were actually able to pleasure your husband, he wouldn’t need to come to me for release.”

Robin’s heart sank to the ground, his head turning down to the floor in fear. He was fucked. There was definitely no coming back from this. Slowly lifting his face back up, Robin was met with Lucina’s deathly glare. Her face was painted pure red, boiling over with unsurmountable amounts of anger. Without second though, she quickly unsheathed her sword.

“I’m going to fucking kill you!” Lucina yelled out, as she bolted towards Robin.

Raising her sword in the air, Lucina swiped it down towards Robin with all the force she could muster up. Fortunately for Robin though, his reflexes were fast enough that he was able to catch Lucina’s arms mid swipe, preventing her from slicing him in half.

“Lucina please!” Robin pleaded desperately. “I know it looks bad, but I swear it really is just a big misunderstanding.”

“You just had sex with them!” Lucina retorted.

“I did not-”

“Yes, and it was the best sex he’s ever had!” ‘Peach’ added, interrupting Robin before he could defend himself.

“GYAHHHHHH!!!” Lucina shrieked at the top of her lungs, summoning all the force she could to push her arms down even harder.

“Lucina, LUCINA!” Robin tried to appease her. “Yes, I had sex with Marth.”

“Grrrrr…” Lucina growled at the thought.

“But! It was for a very good reason! He um… He-” Robin gulped. “He looked very attractive wearing Princess Peach’s clothes.”

“GRAAAAAHHH” Lucina kept pushing down against Robin with the strength of the exalt blood that coursed through her veins, until the tactician could hold her force no longer and the two fell down onto the ground.

Robin quickly shook his head, trying to orient himself from the fall. Now he was laying down on the ground, with Lucina sitting on top of him. Noticing this change in positioning, Lucina once again lifted her sword up and brought it crashing down onto Robin, but just like before the tactician was able to stop her at the right time.

“Look! Ok, I’m sorry Lucina!” Robin relented. “I’m sorry I cheated on you with Marth.”

“Cheated on me? Do you really think that’s the problem here?” Lucina asked furiously.

“Huh?” Robin said, clearly confused.

“You just had gay sex with my great ancestor!” She continued. “The Hero-King Marth! A man who’s been adored and idolized for centuries by my family and my country. You turned him into a dull-headed bimbo slut and fucked him! Do you know how humiliating that is? Do you know how much you’ve sullied the name of the Hero-King?” She sighed. “And not only that, I’m also partially responsible for this. Oh Naga, if people were to find out I allowed this, I… I would be executed! Burnt at the stake! Only then I would be able to pay for my crimes…” Lucina looked away to the distance, all glimmer gone from her eyes.

“It’s ok!” Robin piped up. “Nobody has to find out! We can just keep this a secret.”

“Oh, we will keep this a secret alright…” Lucina said, anger boiling up in her face as she focused on Robin again. “A secret you’re going to take to your grave!”

With that, Lucina struggled free of Robin’s grasp. She raised her sword in the air once more and then sent it crashing down towards him. “HYAHHHH” She screamed with a thunderous roar.

In a moment of panic Robin lifted his arms to cover his face and closed his eyes. He’d lived a good life up to now. He’d met a ton of friends, won a bunch of battle, had sex with a crossdressing Hero-King and even gotten invited to an interdimensional tournament. Hopefully the afterlife would be as kind to him as his current one. And then…

THUNK!! A large bumping sound rang out into the air. Not really the sound Robin was expecting, considering it should’ve sound of a blade slicing his body in half, but what did he know? He was dead. Not only that, but his death was also surprisingly painless. He’d always thought that his end would be long a painful, struggling his best to stay alive as he fought to the bitter end against some brigand or dark deity. But he didn’t even feel any part of Lucina’s blow. Maybe he’d died super fast.

…

He wasn’t dead, was he?

Robin slowly opened his eyes to see Lucina still sitting on top of him. She bore an angry expression, though her sword was no longer inches away from his face. Maybe she’d had a change of heart? He raised his hand to ask her, but before he could even get a word out Lucina promptly plopped down onto the ground, falling completely unconscious.

“Wha-?” Robin’s eyes widened in surprise.

Looking over to where Lucina once was, Robin found Marth standing tall before him, a dented frying pan in his hand.

“Robi, is she always like this?” ‘She’ asked. “Sometimes I wonder why you decided to marry her…”

With a look of joy in his face, Robin quickly sprang up and gave Marth a hug.

“Oh Marth! Thank you so much, you save my life!” He exclaimed.

Marth blushed, his penis hardening a bit. “I-i-i-it’s nothing! I w-would do anything for my Robi~”

“Although if you call me Marth one more time you’re going to be the next one to get hit by this frying pan.” ‘Peach’ said in a stern tone.

Robin giggled. “Oh alright, ‘Peach’. I’m sorry I’ve been calling you Marth for so long.” He said facetiously.

And in that moment, all was instantly forgiven. At this point her lovely Robi had been calling her Marth all day, so hearing him call him Peach for once made her heart stir.

“So, what shall we do with her then?” ‘Peach’ asked.

“I’m not sure… But I do know she’s probably going to be angrier when she wakes up…” Robin replied, thinking deeply. “I don’t want to harm her or anything though. I just want her to understand that I might have gotten a bit carried away and made a mistake.”

‘Peach’ frowned at the thought. She didn’t really appreciate the magic that happened in this room a few minutes ago being called a mistake. Meanwhile, Robin closed his eyes and rubbed his chin pensively. If only he had a way to make people more understanding… More agreeable… More open to suggestion… Robin’s eyes bolted wide open.

Lucina slowly opened her eyes as she started waking up. Her head buzzed terribly, a parting headache fogging up her mind while her eyes adjusted to take in her surroundings. What had happened to her? The last thing she remembered was… Something with Robin? But that’s it. And now for some reason she felt absolutely dreadful, like someone had hit her with one of those hammers that randomly appeared in the tournament. Sighing, Lucina tried to take her hand up to massage her aching head, but instead she found that her arm was completely immobilized.

“What the-” Lucina breathed out in confusion.

She then tried to move her other arm but realized that this one too was stuck. Lucina began to struggle with her body. She tried to stand, but it was to no avail. Its as if she was… She tied up. That’s when she looked down and saw it. Wrapped tightly around her body was a rope, connecting her to the chair she was sitting on while her arms were stuck behind her back.

“What is going on?!” She shouted in distress.

“Oh, you’re finally awake!”

A gasp left Lucina’s mouth as she heard Robin’s voice. Maybe he’d know what was happening.

“Hey Robin, what-” Lucina’s thought halted in its track, her heartbeat stopping for just a second.

For behind Robin she saw her great ancestor Marth, wearing Princess Peach’s clothes. A part of her immediately thought it was a nightmare. Maybe a part of her hoped that it was a nightmare. But as the sight of the Hero-King in a dress was burned into Lucina’s eyes, memories of the events that occurred just a few moments ago began to pour into her mind. In a blink of an eye, all of her pain and confusion transformed into unmitigated rage.

“Robin, you dastard! I’m going to kill you!” She yelled out in anger, trying to struggle out of her constraints with all the strength she could muster.

“Now, now Lucina. Why don’t we calm down and try to talk about this?” Robin suggested.

“There’s nothing to talk about here, Robin. You will be punished for your sins.” Lucina responded without remorse. “Now release me so I can impose divine punishment upon you.”

“See, this is why I tied you up. You’re way too heated about this.” Robin commented calmly. “Look, Luci. I didn’t mean for this to get so messed up. It’s just- It’s like I got a new toy and I really wanted to enjoy it, so I got a bit carried away. I’m sorry I brought dishonor to your family or what have you. I promise I won’t do it again.”

“Ok, apology accepted.” She replied.

“Wait, rea-?”

“NO OF COURSE NOT!” Lucina howled, interrupting Robin. “Did you really think I would just forgive you if you gave a flimsy apology?! You didn’t just cheat on me, you cheated on everyone that believed in the Hero-King!” She sighed. “Marth is… Marth is someone who is very important to me. Many nights when I felt like everything was lost or that my journey was futile, I would think about the Hero-King’s great quest. His bravery, his strength, his kindness… If it weren’t for him I don’t think I would’ve had the courage to try and save my world…”

Silence filled the room, Lucina somberly staring at the floor.

“That’s why I can’t have you defile Marth like this!” She yelled out, reenergized. “I’m sorry, but the only acceptable punishment for this is death!”

A loud sigh left Robin’s mouth. “Well, I tried.”

With a look of disappointment on his face, he reached towards his pocket and pulled out a small golden compass hanging on a chain. At first the gesture seemed strange to Lucina, but as soon as she realized what it was for she reeled back against the chair.

“You wouldn’t dare…” She said incredulously.

“I’m sorry but this is the only way.” He answered plainly. “Maybe if we’d come to some reasonable compromise I wouldn’t have to resort to this, but I don’t want to get murdered.”

“Are you being serious?!” Lucina asked. “This wouldn’t have happened in the first place if you didn’t hypnotize Marth and now you’re also going to hypnotize me!?”

“Don’t worry! I won’t make you do anything dumb, like Marth.” Robin reassured her. “I just wanna make it so that you’re not mad with me. Now if you’ll just focus on this compass…”

Robin hung the compass a few inches in front of Lucina’s face, slowly wagging it from left to right. But Lucina wasn’t having any of it. She quickly closed her eyes and slunk back into her seat.

“I’m not going to let you do this!” She shouted with confidence.

“Oh, Lucina… Don’t make this harder than it needs to be.” Robin implored. “Peach?”

‘Peach’ gave a faint nod and walked behind Lucina. She knelt down and placed her hands on the princess’ head, prying her eyes open by force.

“GYAHH!” Lucina cried out. “You! Can’t-!”

“Now, now Lucina. Just focus on the compass, okay?” Robin said soothingly.

The compass rocked left and right in front of Lucina’s face. She did as much as possible to prevent eye contact with it, looking in other directions and trying to struggle away from ‘Peach’s’ grasp as best she could. But the object always sat there in the corner of her eye, swaying rhythmically without any care for her intentions.

And the more she tried to ignore it, the more appealing the prospect of following it became. It was as if it was beckoning to her, softly calling for Lucina to let her apprehensions go and relax. It was actually kind of amazing to her how dangerous such a simple compass could be. She’d seen its work first hand when Marth was hypnotized so she understood how bad it could be, but at the same time it felt unreal. Could something like a swaying compass and a soft voice really be so powerful?

“That’s right, just follow the swings of the compass…” He continued.

Lucina gently shook her head, snapping out of the momentary trance she’d fallen into. While her mind drifted away to thoughts about the compass and hypnosis, her eyes had unwittingly begun to follow the object’s motions. She tried her hardest to focus on something else. The background, something on Robin’s shirt, the hatred that filled her heart when she thought of Marth having sex with Robin. But now a voice in the back of her mind began whispering to her, telling her to give up, to give in.

“Don’t focus on anything else. Just watch the compass.” Robin added.

With that, Lucina found herself unable to look at anything but the dangling compass. Every time she tried to look away, she found her head firmly pulsating in pain. Panic began to flood into her mind. Was she already under his spell? Was she already doomed? It was at moments like this when everything seemed lost that she’d find a way to fight her fate, yet now there seemed to be no possible solution.

“Good, good~” Robin sang tenderly. “Left, right. Left, right. It’s very relaxing to just follow the compass, isn’t it?”

All of Lucina’s worries then washed away as his words came over her. Her anxiety, her fear, her anger, all gone in the blink of an eye. Of course, there was still the existential threat to her person that came from falling under Robin’s hypnosis. But it just didn’t seem too important to Lucina at the moment. Being this relaxed made her feel pretty good, so why should she worry?

“That’s very good!” Robin praised her. “Now, as you keep on following the compass, you’ll become more and more relaxed and you’ll start to feel really good~”

A large dopey smile appeared on Lucina’s face as she practically melted onto her seat. Whatever her inhibitions about this were before, they were now totally gone. She felt so relaxed and pleasant right now, feeling even better and better by the second. This was the most relaxed she’d felt in her life! So relaxed in fact, that she didn’t notice that ‘Peach’ had let go of her a while ago, and was now just staring at the princess in awe.

“Relaxation is good~” He continued. “But now you’re starting to feel very sleepy~ Each time the compass swings, you can feel yourself falling closer and closer into a deep sleep.”

Lucina could feel her mind fog up as the small compass that was right in front of her rocked back and forth. Her breathing eased, eyelids drooping lower and lower as her already limited set of thoughts slowed down to a crawl. Honestly, at this point she was so relaxed it was a surprise she wasn’t already sleeping. Maybe she actually was fast asleep and she didn’t know it!

“Now, I’m going to count down to zero, and with every step I count down you will only feel more relaxed and sleepier.” Robin instructed her. “Then, when I get to zero, you will be in a deep trance and will obey all the commands I impose on you.”

In all honesty, Lucina probably should have been terrified from what Robin had just said. But the waves of relaxation that assaulted her mind were so powerful that she eagerly welcomed any more that could come in, pursuing that pleasant sentiment that permeated through her system.

“Three.”

A wave of relaxation hit Lucina square in the face like a sack of bricks. Calmness and pleasantness flowing through her body like water through a river. It was as if she was in another planet, or as if she was living the through the eyes of another creature, a much happier and relaxed creature. Her heart was filled with serenity, her body and mind pushed to the brink of their limits.

“Two.”

The entirety of her body was in a deep sleep, so much so that Lucina couldn’t feel any of it. The only thing she could feel was the increasing pleasure that assaulted her mind and how it kept fogging up her thoughts more and more.

“One.”

Her brain fizzed around, struggling to stay awake through the tremendous levels of tiredness she felt. Her thoughts fumbled around like one’s thoughts do during a dream, non-sensical and bizarre. Her eyes couldn’t even keep up with the compass anymore, fizzing about the room aimlessly. Surely her logical mind couldn’t keep up with the madness any longer.

“Zero.”

And then complete silence. Not a single thought crossed Lucina’s mind, rigidly sitting on her chair while she diligently waited for whatever command Robin gave her. Robin gave a content sigh watching over his work. The fact that he could do something as amazing as hypnosis with only a book’s knowledge made him a bit proud. But this wasn’t the time to toot his horn over his intelligence, there was hypnosis to be done.

“Lucina. You will- er-” Robin stuttered. “You’re going to- Um… From now onward, you will- ah- uh-”’

The command Robin had planned for Lucina was simple. ‘You’re not going to be upset about the Marth situation.’ That was it. So why did Robin find it so hard to say it? Maybe it was the fact that it was so simple that made it so hard for him to do it. Was it even really hypnosis at that point? It just felt like with such a command he wasn’t using his power to the best of its abilities.

Not that the point of this was to use hypnosis. All Robin wanted to do was make Lucina not angry. That was it. Anything more he did to her would be wrong. Actually, the hypnosis he was doing right now was probably already wrong. The only difference is that if he didn’t do this at least he would be lying on the floor with a Falchion going through his chest.

Robin shook his head. It was clear what he was supposed to do. He knew he shouldn’t be hypnotizing Lucina into something other than what he had planned. And yet, deep inside a part of him clamored him to do so. To make her believe she was a Cloud, or Donkey Kong or even something like Paulatena or Bayonetta. Just the prospect itself made him very aroused. It was wrong, so he shouldn’t do it, but…

“Lucina…” He cleared his throat. “You will…”

Was it really wrong? Wouldn’t it be more wrong not to use it? After all, he just got this amazing power, it would be such a huge waste if he didn’t use at least a little bit of it. Plus, if he did just make Lucina not angry with him, he would have to turn Marth back and never use this power again. Now that was truly wrong. No, Robin had worked very hard for so long. The least that he deserved was a little fun.

“From now on you will believe yourself to be Marth. You will act and think like him, no matter what anyone else says. Hey, you can even do that weird thing you did with your hair when you disguised yourself as Marth. You will basically become his identical copy.” Robin commanded. “Except for one thing. You are extremely interested in women. Around guys you’ll act like Marth would, but whenever you see a lady you’ll become a sly womanizer and try as best as you can to have sex with her. When I snap my finger, you will wake up and everything I say will come true. And whenever I snap my finger afterward, you will return to this trance to receive more instructions.”

Robin breathed heavily. He couldn’t believe he’d just done that. His dick was already growing hard from the thought of waking her up.

“Peach…” Robin uttered. “Please untie her…”

With a faint nod, ‘Peach’ walked behind Lucina and began untying her from the seat. Robin raised his hand and put it in position to snap, licking his lips impatiently, when he suddenly noticed ‘Peach’ and realized.

“Oh, and Peach,” Robin called to her. “You’ll probably want to cover your ears. Maybe close your eyes?”

He wasn’t really sure how that worked. Nevertheless, ‘Peach’ followed his command without a question in her mind. With all the pieces set, Robin set his fingers together and-

SNAP!

A loud snap roared through the room like thunder through a storm. Lucina’s eyes bolted right open. She slowly looked around the room, her mind taking time to reboot as if she’d just awoken from a deep sleep.

“So, ‘Marth’…” Robin finally said, unable to wait any more. “How are you?”

Lucina focused on Robin, who was standing right before her. She looked intently at him for some time, a confused look on her face. But as her head cleared, her befuddled look turned into one of warmth, a smile crossing onto her face.

“Ah! I’m feeling very well Robin. Thanks for asking.” ‘Marth’ replied. “How about-”

At that moment ‘Marth’s’ eyes darted down towards the tactician’s crotch, only to find it was completely uncovered, with his penis hanging out mightily erect. A blush came upon the prince’s face. He quickly turned away from it, only to notice the equally as naked Princess ‘Peach’ only wearing her bra.

“Errrr- I’m sorry, am I interrupting something?” ‘Marth’ asked shyly, blushing deeply as he stared at the floor.

“Unless… You two have finally accepted my invitation to join in a threesome!” ‘Marth’ perked up, a wide smile on his face. “Robin, your girlfriend is so very attractive. I’ve always wished to get some intimate time with her.”

“In your dreams!” ‘Peach’ retorted. She hugged one of Robin’s arms very tightly. “The only person I would ever have sex with is Robi.”

Robin on his end, couldn’t let out a single word. His penis poked out with a massive erection, one of the hardest he’d ever had in his life. The fact that he was able do this to Lucina made him so aroused any other thoughts were unable to form. He merely watched the hypnotized Lucina with lust and excitement

“Oh, very well then.” ‘Marth’ responded with disappointment. “In that case, I shall take my leave and let you two love birds get on with it. But if you ever change your mind just let me know!”

With that, ‘Marth’ quickly left the room. Robin basked in the high of hypnotizing someone else. It’s as if he was drunk with power, the fact that he could do such a thing to the usually inhibited Lucina made him feel truly powerful. With just a little bit of time and effort he could hold control over anybody’s mind. How amazing was that?

But when his high came down and reality settled in, a wave of guilt and regret began to wash over Robin. He really… He really had just done that, huh? And to his wife no less? Sure, hypnosis was fun and arousing but now that she was actually going outside and doing everything he told her to do around other people… Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea. He should probably follow her and-

“Oh. My. God!” ‘Peach’ exclaimed loudly, interrupting Robin’s train of thought. “I cannot believe that just worked! Robi, that is so amazing! I didn’t know you could do that. Every day I fall more and more in love with you~”

The comment made Robin a bit happy, but the guilt he felt was so overbearing that it didn’t really help. No, what he did was wrong. He needed to go and-

“Anyways, now that that’s been dealt with…” ‘Peach’ then suddenly placed her hand on Robin’s erect cock, holding it tightly with a lustful look. “How about we enjoy some more alone time?”

Robin’s meat throbbed madly as it rested in ‘Peach’s’ palm. She was so hot and attractive… Maybe… Maybe he’d just spend a little more time with ‘Peach’. Then, he would go after Lucina. Yeah, that sounded like a great plan. With his worries gone from his mind, Robin hungrily followed ‘Peach’ onto her bed.

CLANG!

A loud bang resonated thunderously throughout the courtyard. Beads of sweat poured down Ike’s face as he pressed his Ragnell against ‘Marth’s’ Falchion. The two fighters stood face to face at a standstill, using all their strength to try to overpower the other. But it seemed they were evenly matched, as neither could deliver the finishing blow.

Then, with one swift motion, ‘Marth’ instantly shifted his position and removed all resistance from Ike’s way, making the mercenary lose balance. He then promptly tackled Ike to the ground, incapacitating and disarming his opponent in the blink of an eye. ‘Marth’ breathed a sigh of relief, sheathing his Falchion as he stood victorious over Ike.

For a while, Ike laid down on the ground confused, his mind having a hard time grasping what had just happened. But as the reality of defeat settled in, he couldn’t help but give a hearty chuckle.

“Oh man!” Ike exclaimed. “I can’t believe you beat me again!”

“I must have gotten lucky. That is all.” ‘Marth’ replied, extending his hand to help Ike up.

“No way!” Ike retorted, graciously taking ‘Marth’s’ help to stand up from the ground. “That’s like… The third time you’ve beaten me today. Even though we usually go pretty even. Surely you’ve come up with some trick!”

“Ah… Thank you, but…” ‘Marth’ blushed. “This is the way I usually fight…”

The two men walked along the field, making their way out of the battle area and into the common space whilst exchanging more banter. Meanwhile, Roy, the fiery headed young Pharean noble sat on a nearby bench. He had been watching the current battle closely, trying to see if he could learn anything from watching they two swordsmen clash blades. But after spending some time analyzing the way those two fought, something was bugging him… A strange feeling pecking at the back of his mind…

Marth was acting differently… It wasn’t too noticeable if you weren’t looking for it, but his teacher Cecilia always told him that you could tell a lot of a person from watching their fighting style, and Marth’s fighting style was totally different from what it usually was. Most of the time he was calm and calculated, only swinging his sword when necessary. But this Marth was more aggressive and swifter, totally different from the Marth he knew. Roy felt something was wrong, it just didn’t seem possible that Marth could have changed his dueling style in such a short time.

“So Roy, did you learn anything?”

Roy shook his head, parting from his thoughts as he heard Ike’s booming voice. He turned upwards to see the two fighters were now standing before him, sweaty and out of breath from their recent battle.

“Uh, yes!” He quickly replied. “Thank you very much Ike. And you too Marth… I’m sure what I saw from you will help me in my battles to come.”

Ike gave a loud chuckle. “That’s good to hear. Although in my opinion if you want to get better at fighting, then the best way to do so is to actually fight.”

“Yes, but there is more to fighting than just pure strength.” Roy calmly retorted. “A good strategy is also important from every fight. And you can learn a lot from watching the way others act during battles.”

“Yeah… I guess that’s why I’m not the tactician of my army, like you guys!” Ike responded with a wide smile.

All of a sudden, ‘Marth’s’ eyes lit up brightly.

“Ike. It was a pleasure sparring with you.” He said, patting Ike’s shoulder with a friendly demeanor. “Now if you’ll excuse me.

With that, ‘Marth’ walked away, leaving the other two swordsmen to themselves. Roy took this opportunity to stand up and get closer to Ike.

“Say, Ike…” He quietly spoke to the other man. “Don’t you think Marth has been acting a bit differently?”

Ike put his hand to his chin, giving it some deep thought. “Hmm… I don’t think so…”

“Really?” Roy gave him a look of surprise. “He was fighting so much more differently than he usually does. And there’s something different with his face… Even his voice was a little bit weird.”

But Ike shook his head. “Yeah, he fought differently, but I didn’t notice anything wrong with him. Maybe he was just trying a different fighting style.”

Roy looked down thoughtfully. Was there something really wrong with Marth? Or was he just thinking about it too much? Roy was one to worry about his friends, but maybe this time he was just being a bit too worrisome…

“Hello there, young miss!”

That was when they heard a loud voice blaring from the other side of the courtyard. Roy and Ike both turned in the direction of the voice to see ‘Marth’ standing quite close to Zero Suit Samus.

“I must say, Lady Samus, you are looking absolutely stunning today.” ‘Marth’ continued, a lecherous smile on his face. “That suit really compliments your features.”

Samus responded with a look of incredulity, not really sure if ‘Marth’ had actually said that or she had taken one too many concussions.

“Oh come on, turn that frown upside down.” ‘Marth’ said, pulling his body ever closer to Samus’. “Such a face is not fit for such a beautiful lady.”

But Samus didn’t appreciate this gesture one bit, for she quickly pushed ‘Marth’ away without any remorse.

“Ok, look here asshole.” She talked with stern in her voice. “I don’t really know what you’re doing or why, but if you don’t want to find out how deep I can shove my boot into your ass, then you better shut up.”

“Ah, what a sharp tongue you possess miss.” “Marth’ went on, completely undeterred by Samus’ threat. “But that’s ok. I like a little bit of spice in my treats.”

Roy could see the anger flare up in Samus’ face right as ‘Marth’ said that. Having had enough, she stomped away from the training field, holding in her urge to punch the annoying prince in the face as much as she could. Unfortunately for her though, ‘Marth’ had his eyes completely set, and just followed the space mercenary out.

Once the two were out of sight, Roy quickly turned to Ike, bearing a look that screamed ‘I told you so’.

“Alright, alright, you have a point.” Ike conceded. “Marth might be acting a little bit different, but it’s not that big of a deal. Maybe he just wants to get to know Samus intimately.”

“Isn’t Marth engaged?” Roy asked, eyebrow raised.

Ike sighed. “Ok well, I’ll agree that that’s not very good, but we’ve all been here for so long that I wouldn’t blame him. Look Roy, I understand that you’re concerned, and if it really bothers you I think you should talk with him. But I think you’re overthinking this.”

Having said his piece, Ike began parting ways from Roy. “Besides, I like this new Marth.” Ike continued “If he keeps beating me like this maybe I’ll learn something and not be one of the worst fighters in this tournament!”

Before long, the Greil Mercenary was out of sight. But deep inside, Roy wasn’t satisfied with his answer. This wasn’t the Marth he’d known and cared for ever since they both joined the tournament together. This felt like an impostor. Maybe Ike didn’t notice because he didn’t know Marth as well, but Roy couldn’t let this sit. He had to do something about it.

But the question was, what? He could ask Marth himself, but if this Marth really was an impostor then he wouldn’t tell that to Roy, and he would also find out about Roy’s suspicions. Then who knows what could happen. So, if he couldn’t contact Marth, then he had to do with the next best thing… His closest relative, Lucina. With a determined expression, Roy bolted towards Lucina’s room, ready to help his friend in need.

Load moans echoed wildly throughout Lucina’s room. There, on top of the princess’ bed, sat Robin, legs wide open, with a sex-crazed Princess ‘Peach’ slobbering ferociously up and down his erect penis. The two of them had experienced tons of wild and crazy sex in Peach’s room, but after a while Robin began growing scared that the actual Princess Peach would come in and fin them. Thus, he suggested they move to Lucina’s room for a ‘change of scenery’. It was perfect given that since Lucina was out there pretending to be Marth, no one would interrupt them here.

However, the change in setting did nothing to alleviate ‘Peach’s’ insatiable sexual desire for Robin, as she ferociously assaulted his penis with her mouth. Her tongue traveled from the tip of his shaft down to its base and his balls, leaving no inch of his manhood untouched. And the way she twirled her tongue about with grace and passion, Robin couldn’t believe she wasn’t a professional at doing this.

It was honestly astounding to him how amazing she had become at sucking his dick. Not to say that she was bad at it before, but her previous blowjob and this one were beyond comparison. It was as if ‘Peach’ had discovered all of Robin’s most sensitive and erogenous areas and was exploiting them to the best of her abilities, nibbling at the right places at the right times. As if she had become a master of his cock.

And this was exactly what ‘Peach’ wanted him to feel. After pleasing him over and over again, she’d closely observed every one of his reactions to find out what it was that made him squirm. For just seeing him groan happily was enough to fill her heart with satisfaction. Besides, knowing the in and outs of his body made her feel like she was his girl. And more importantly, it made her feel like he was her man. And that was a powerful sensation. To think that she could have such a tight control his sexual satisfaction made her very happy.

Thus, she continued to work up and down his pole, caressing his skin the same way an artisan crafts his masterpiece, sparing no expense in making sure she could make her Robi feel good. And boy did it feel good. Robin visibly squirmed as she licked and kissed his massive prick with a soft tenderness that could only come from true affection. But this teasing wasn’t all ‘Peach’ had mind as she played with his penis. No, this was but an appetizer, a sign of things to come. And the main was just about ready.

Planting a sopping wet kiss on his meat, Princess ‘Peach’ leaned away from Robin’s dick. She looked over the slimy penis with pride, admiring the fruits of her labor as well as the size of his monster. Which lead to the next part of her plan. Licking her lips with glee, in one swift motion she dove towards Robin’s crotch, swallowing his cock whole in a single blow.

Robin felt his body shiver as his entire member was engulfed by ‘Peach’s’ moist tight mouth. He grabbed the bed’s covers tightly, trying not to burst instantly from the flurry of sensations that assaulted his dick. The way ‘Peach’ bobbed her head up and down with delight was just unreal. She moved with such swiftness that one would think Robin’s tremendous cock wasn’t in her mouth. But it was, and Robin was enjoying every second of it.

KNOCK, KNOCK!!

Suddenly, Robin bolted upright, hearing a knock come from the door.

“Lucina! Are you in there?” Called a voice from outside.

Panic overcame Robin’s senses. Someone else was on the other side of the door to Lucina’s room. And if they entered, they would undoubtedly find out about his affair Marth, given the situation he was currently in. He definitely couldn’t have that. Even though they probably wouldn’t react the same way Lucina did, Robin wanted to take no chances. He couldn’t let anyone else find out. Thinking quickly, he pulled some of the bed covers on top of ‘Peach’ to hide her from plain sight.

“Sorry to bother you.” The voice went on, the door opening soon thereafter.

Then, as the person moved into the room, Robin could finally see who was interrupting his fun. It was Roy, another young fighter in this same tournament. Though he was still a boy and might not be too perceptive, Robin still tried his best to hide what was happening. He straightened himself stiffly, trying not to seem suspicious. As Roy walked further into the room, he turned to notice Robin, a little bit surprised to have found him in Lucina’s room by himself.

“Oh! Hi Robin.” Roy greeted him warmly. “I didn’t expect to see you here.”

“H-H-Hey!” Robin stuttered. “How- uh- how can I help you?”

“Well, I was just looking for Lucina.” Roy responded, making Robin gulp. “You see, I spent some time with Marth a little while ago, and I just felt like he was acting strangely.” Robin gulped again. “So, I figured I’d come ask the person who’s the most closely related to him and see if she knew anything about it. Would you happen to know where she is?”

“Uhhh…” Robin’s face went blank. He was so immersed in the heat of the moment that his brain couldn’t come up with any tricky tale or excuse to get him out of this situation. It was completely devoid of any thought.

Meanwhile, ‘Peach’ was laying static below the covers, her mouth still wrapped around Robin’s erect penis. She had gone along with his sudden panic and stopped there frozen in shock. But as the surprise of the situation died down, she realized there was no reason for her to remain still. Sure, there was someone else in the room with them, but she didn’t care. All that mattered to her right now was that her Robi’s erect cock was in her mouth, and she was going to satisfy it. Maybe it was because she couldn’t contain herself with such a temptation in front of her. Maybe it was because she thought that she was already hidden, so they wouldn’t get caught. Or maybe she wished to be caught, so that people would know how much she loved him. Whatever the reason, ‘Peach’ began to bob her head up and down Robin’s dick once more, any hesitation gone from her mind.

“GYAKH!” Robin yelped as he felt ‘Peach’ resume her sucking.

Roy too jumped in surprise from Robin’s sudden jolt. “Are you ok?”

“Y-y-yeaaahh!” Robin lied through his teeth. “Mayyyybe just feeling a bit under the weather?”

In reality, Robin had not been expecting for ‘Peach’ to continue her blowjob while Roy was still in the room. It was something so out of the realm of his consideration that he felt sincerely stunned that it had happened. Though that isn’t to say that he wasn’t enjoying it. In fact, he was more aroused now than he was before. There was just something very exhilarating that came from doing it in front of someone. But if there was anything Robin wanted more than to blow his load into ‘Peach’s’ lovely mouth, it was to net get his secret found out at this moment.

“Well, if you need anything, I can go ahead and get it for you.” Roy responded.

“No… Uh-” Robin’s mind twirled around aimlessly. “ACK!”

The way ‘Peach’s’ tongue swirled about in her mouth felt just absolutely magnificent to Robin. How she gently caressed his throbbing pole… How she sweetly massaged his tip as it left her mouth… How she slobbered around his width as it went in… It just felt downright heavenly, like her mouth had been designed to do this.

“REST!” As suddenly as the word came into his mind, Robin yelled it aloud. “I j-just need a b-bit of reeesssstt- Why d-don’t youuu come byyy laterr a-and we’ll talk more?”

By this point, Roy had noticed something moving underneath the sheets. He raised his eyebrow, his suspicion of something strange happening growing ever stronger. “Are you sure?” He asked, slowly inching closer and closer to Robin. “You sound like you’re in a lot of pain.”

Robin gritted his teeth. He’d become aware of Roy’s suspicion and was trying his hardest not to pay attention to the amazing pleasure that assaulted his meat. However, this growing pleasure was also growing hard to ignore. The longer ‘Peach’s’ blowjob went on, the better it felt, the pleasure becoming stronger and stronger with every passing second.

“PAIN?!” Robin shouted hazily. “er- I m-mean- Pain? Nooooo. I-I’m fiiiiiiiine.”

It was all too much to handle. ‘Peach’s’ head motions were smooth and calculated, letting her hit all his most sensitive spots. Her throat was warm, gooey and soft as it enveloped his penis. And the way her tongue tickled his privates made him shiver. These sensations all overflowed Robin’s mind and his pleasure levels were reaching peak points. Little bits of pre began dripping from his penis, it wouldn’t be long before he’d finish.

“Robin, I think there’s something underneath the covers.” Roy asserted, slowly moving his hands onto the covers.

“Wha-? No- Ah!” Robin couldn’t do anything to stop Roy at this point, he’d completely failed. He was so close to orgasm there was only one thing he could do at the moment.

With a single swipe, Roy pulled the covers off the bed and off Robin, revealing the lewd scene going underneath his nose. Robin couldn’t take it any longer and he grabbed hold of ‘Peach’s’ hair, pulling her face as close to the base of his cock as possible as he released his orgasm. His cum spewed directly into ‘Peach’s’ mouth, causing her to have an orgasm of her own and sprinkle little spouts sperm onto the bed, while she did her best to swallow as much of Robin’s yummy juice as she could. The two remained there spasming from bliss close to each other for some time. Then, as his stream of sperm died, and his orgasm wore off, Robin could finally let out a sigh of relief.

Meanwhile, Roy stared unbelieving at the strange scene that unfolded before him. There were so many things wrong with this picture that his mind couldn’t even process it clearly. He recoiled back in surprise, his face painted with shock and disgust. Was that really Marth semi-naked on Lucina’s bed having intimate relations with Robin? It seemed impossible to Roy, yet here he was, seeing it with his own eyes.

“Wha- What is going on here?” Roy commanded with severity. “Is that Marth? And w-why is there another Marth running around?”

Robin jolted upwards as he heard Roy’s exclamation. Thanks to his orgasm, he’d momentarily forgotten all about Roy. But now that his load was blown, all his mental capacities were back in action. With a swift hop, Robin jumped off the bed and confronted Roy.

“Wait, I can explain.” Robin said, a pleading look on his face. “Just-”

Reaching into his coat pocket, Robin pulled out his small compass.

“Just look at this compass for me, ok?” Robin continued. “Follow it along as I move it.”

“What?!” Roy felt a bit insulted at the request. “How will this-?”

“Shhhh” But he was interrupted by Robin before he could finish. “Just trust me? If you follow the compass, all will be explained.”

A small sigh left Roy’s mouth, as he relented to Robin’s request. Sure, why not, he thought. Just stare at the compass. That wouldn’t even be the weirdest thing that had happened to him in the last five minutes, so why not? As long as he got answers, this was fine.

The compass bobbed from left to right in front of Roy’s face. Though he followed it diligently, he didn’t really think too much about it. Instead, he thought about what the name of St. Elimine was going on right here. The only possible thing that came to mind was an affair. Which was strange, because both of them were not only married or engaged, they were also married and engaged to women. Moreover, Roy had never thought of Marth as being an unfaithful sort of man, so why was he doing this? It was all so bizarre… So unusual… So… hard to… Think…

Roy shook his head intensely, shaking the confusion away from his mind. For whatever reason, he was beginning to find it hard to focus on anything other than the compass. He had to admit, it was a very pretty compass. And the way it moved side to side was so swift… and relaxing… … But this wasn’t the time to think about that! As a friend to both Marth and somewhat Robin, he couldn’t let them continue to perform these immoral acts. He had to help in some way.

“Er- Robin.” Roy spoke up, his eyes still fixated on the compass. “I don’t really understand how watching this compass is going to-”

“Shhh, Roy.” Robin stopped him. “Don’t think about anything else, just look at the compass…”

Without moving a muscle, Roy continued watching the compass with fierce fascination. There was just something about this compass that felt special, Roy couldn’t quite wrap his finger around it. It was the only thing that occupied his mind. It was the only thing that could occupy his mind. Any other thoughts about cheating or whatever else had been evaporated in an instant, with Roy not even noticing that they were there in the first place.

“That’s right~” Robin said soothingly. “It feels really good to follow the compass doesn’t it? Just looking at it makes you feel so relaxed…”

A sigh left Roy’s mouth as his entire body relaxed. It was true, this compass made Roy feel very relaxed and cozy. By this point, all of his worries and stress were gone. He remembered being upset by something at some point, but he couldn’t really recall what it was so who cared? This pleasant aura that permeated through his body just felt so nice…

“Good~” Robin sang out. “You’re feeling very nice and relaxed right now. But the more you follow the compass, the better it feels, doesn’t it?”

Pleasure careened down Roy’s body like water down a waterfall. His legs wobbled, barely able to keep him standing through the relaxation he was experiencing. Roy just couldn’t believe how pleasant this all was. The world around him disappeared, it was now just him and the compass, enjoying a pleasant time unperturbed by anything else.

“Ver good!” Robin praised him. “Now, I’m going to count down to from three to zero, and every time I count down, you’ll feel even better and more relaxed than before. Then, when I get to zero, you’ll enter a trance where you’ll follow every command I give you. Alright?”

Roy nodded eagerly. He didn’t really understand any of that command stuff, but he did want to feel even better than he was feeling right now. So, doing as Robin said was a no brainer.

“Three.”

His mind fogged up incredibly, all thoughts being pushed deep into Roy’s subconscious. He no longer desired anything. He could no longer desire anything. Everything he did now was left up to instinct, unable to willingly act of his own volition.

“Two.”

Sensations most parts of his body disappeared. Even if Roy wanted to at this point, he couldn’t physically move a single muscle of his body. No, the only thing that remained from Roy was the pleasant glow of relaxation that he felt in his mind.

“One.”

The waves of pleasantness and relaxation that attacked Roy’s being became too much. His body crumbled under its weight, making slowly fall onto his knees. His mind was overloaded with wonderful feelings, throbbing wildly as they struggled to stay in. The whole experience was overwhelming. There was nothing left in Roy but relaxation.

“Zero.”

Then in an instant, everything stopped. All of Roy’s feelings, thoughts and desires disappeared. Nothing was left of the boy but an empty shell, solemnly kneeling in front of Robin with eyes closed as he waited patiently for whatever it was that Robin had planned for him.

“Wow Robi, you’re so amazing! You’re so good at doing that, aren’t you?” Peach exclaimed, making Robin smirk with a sense of pride.

But setting Robin’s cool abilities aside, he had a job to do. With Roy ready to receive orders, he’d just make him forget what he saw right here and make him ignore all the Marth stuff. Easy peasy.

“Ok, Roy. From now on you will believe yourself to be Princess Daisy.” Robin surprised himself as the words came out of his mouth. He knew that deep down he really didn’t want to do something as boring as just making Roy forget about everything, but he didn’t expect himself to give into his desires without any struggle. Sure, it was wrong, but at this point he’d done it so much that it just felt second nature.

“You will act and think exactly the way she does.” He continued. “Except you will also be extremely attracted to me. Whenever we are together, you will want to do nothing but please me sexually, and you will be eager to do whatever it takes to make me feel good.”

“W-Wait a second!” ‘Peach’ rang out with worry. “You can’t do this Robi! Now that Lucina is gone, I’m your only lover, and it should stay that way. I love you more than anything in the world, and I know how to please you better than anyone. So please! I couldn’t bear to have share you with somebody else”

Robin let out a sigh. He didn’t expect ‘Peach’ to get so upset about it. Of course, he cared about what she thought, yet at the same time, he had no intention of letting her wishes overcome his desires. Thus, the solution was quite obvious. Without a second thought, Robin snapped his fingers, and ‘Peach’ went into the same trance Roy was in.

“Alright, I guess this one goes for both of you.” Robin said. “Both of you are now going to be part of my harem. You are going to love each other very much, and you are not going to fight or get jealous with each other over who I want to fuck or who I like best. Moreover, you will both also be very excited when I add more people to my harem, and you’ll actively enjoy when I make others join it. Now, when I snap my fingers, you’ll both wake up and follow the instructions I have given you. Then, whenever I snap my finger again, you will once more enter the state of trance and be ready for further instructions.”

Satisfied with his orders, Robin let his fingers snap, the crackle resounding loudly throughout the room. Roy and ‘Peach’ slowly shook their heads as they began to take in their surroundings. Robin extended his hand towards the kneeling Roy, a devious smile on his face. As soon as he noticed the hand, Roy looked upon Robin with confusion. But before long a rough looking smile appeared on his face.

“So, how are you feeling… Princess ‘Daisy’?” Robin asked, helping ‘Daisy’ onto her feet.

“Oh, I’m doing awesome.” ‘Daisy’ responded, staring wide eyed at Robin. “And I can see you’re doing pretty well yourself.” She said, lustily grabbing hold of Robin’s erect penis.

“Very well, ‘Daisy’. How about you change into something more comfortable, and we can have some fun?” Robin whispered smoothly, caressing her chin.

‘Daisy’ looked down at her clothes in confusion, only to be frozen in shock as she realized she wasn’t wearing her usual dress. “What is all this armor?!” She shouted, distraught. “I’m sorry Robin. I didn’t realize I was wearing this crap. Let me just go to my room and change into something prettier, ok?”

With that, ‘Daisy’ sprinted from the room and out the door. “Don’t start without me!” They could hear her yell as she left. Robin gave a proud sigh, content about another job well done. Then, without warning, ‘Peach’ jumped onto him, kissing and caressing him passionately.

“Oh Robi, this is so wonderful. I’m so very happy you’ve decided to add Roy to our love circle.” She praised him. “And the hypnosis thing was so hot too… Oh my, I’m so excited right now…”

Robin smiled. He was very excited to try his new toy as well…

Before long, a loud knock came from out the other side of the door. Robin and ‘Peach’ flared up in enthusiasm, both eager to see Princess ‘Daisy’s’ new feminine look. Then, as the door slowly began to slide open, she finally stepped in. Robin’s and ‘Peach’s’ jaws dropped, awe struck from her incredible transformation.

Now, instead of wearing Roy’s old bulky ugly armor, Princess ‘Daisy’ was donning her signature frilly orange dress with its large round hem reaching the floor and flowery designs adorning it all over. Her hair was styled in its usual orderly and refined fashion despite its shortness, instead of Roy’s usual natural and messy look. And with her usual crown on her head, parasol in hand, and even beautiful makeup on her face, one could be easily forgiven for thinking that this was Princess Daisy and not a Pharean prince.

Noticing the way the two were staring at her, ‘Daisy’ strutted sexily closer into the room. She walked with elegance, exaggerating her motions to emphasize her assets. As she stepped in front of Robin, she stopped and placed her hand on his chin, a lustful smile plastered on her face.

“Like what you see?” She asked seductively.

It was a redundant question. The hardened erection coming from Robin said so. Nevertheless, she still wished to hear him say that he did with his own words.

“Of course, darling.” Robin responded, coming closer to ‘Daisy’. “The only thing is I think you might be a bit overdressed.”

‘Daisy’ looked over at Robin, who was entirely pant less, and ‘Peach’, who was only wearing her lingerie. He did make a great point. Even though a part of her wanted him to compliment her more on her looks and attire, another part of her was ready and thirsty for the wild amounts of sex they would partake in. It didn’t matter how long it took to put this dress on or pretty her face up with makeup, her penis became hardened at the thought of having intercourse with Robin.

Stepping away from Robin, ‘Daisy’ began the slow process of undressing. She stripped herself bit by bit, meticulously removing pieces of her dress in a way that would both look attractive and also keep the looks of the clothes pristine, until she was left with barely anything on. Only her corset and a short underskirt remained, as well as orange high heels and her long yellow stockings with garter belts. Her gloves and other accessories stayed too, with her panties barely able to contain her massive erection. Robin felt a bit awed at its size. It was definitely bigger than Marth’s and was almost on par with Robin’s, which was impressive for a boy of his age.

But what really caught Robin’s attention was the pair of large round breast forms glued onto ‘Daisy’s’ chest. A part of Robin was really curious as to where ‘Daisy’ would have acquired them. Were they from the real Daisy, or from someone she knows, or maybe they were from Roy himself. But it honestly didn’t matter, because they looked amazing. Much better than ‘Peach’s’ balloon tits. It made him kind of wonder how they would feel…

“You’re staring really hard at them. Wanna try them out?” ‘Daisy’ asked him, squeezing her breasts together.

Robin smirked. “Absolutely.”

With a smile on her face, ‘Daisy’ knelt down in front of Robin, her chest inches away from his throbbing pole. Grasping her breasts firmly, she gently encased Robin’s manhood in between her two large pads, as she began to rock her body up and down. She heaved herself boldly and mildly, with both the meticulousness of a princess and the fire of a tomboy, a stark contrast from Peach, who was usually more refined and calmer.

Nevertheless, Robin quite enjoyed it. Her breasts were large enough that his penis snugly fit in between them, and even though the were a bit rubbery and colder than normal breasts, they still felt soft enough to be enjoyable. But that wasn’t even the part Robin liked the most. No, what really got him going was how eager and excited ‘Daisy’ was to please him. The way she moved her body so brashly and intensely just to pleasure him was so intoxicating. And how she stared at his penis with eyes of pure desire, kissing and licking its tip when it poked through her cleavage as if it was the only thing she cared about… It made his cock spark up with life.

Meanwhile, ‘Peach’ sat on top of Lucina’s bed, jacking off her little dick while she watched Robin and ‘Daisy’. A little bit of her was jealous of the whole situation. Robin had never asked her for a titjob, and the two seemed so happy doing it that it made ‘Peach’ wish she was in ‘Daisy’s’ place. But more than jealous, she was very aroused. Her penis pulsated mightily along with Robin’s, as if they were deeply connected somehow. And seeing her Robi have such a good time with her good friend- er- Roy pretending to be her good friend ‘Daisy’ was so sexy! Gosh, it made her feel so good!

By this point, Robin was thrusting his hips in conjunction to ‘Daisy’s’ body movements. The breasts might’ve been fake, but the sensations he was feeling were very real. He had been truly enraptured by the moment, happily enjoying all the carnal pleasures that surrounded him. But now his penis was reaching its limit, and it was ready to blow at any second.

“OH GODS! I’M GOING TO CUM!” Robin yelled, trying to warn ‘Daisy’ of the impending explosion.

Then, just as he said, Robin’s dick began blasting rope after rope of thick cum right onto ‘Daisy’s’ unsuspecting face. The moment she realized what was happening, she closed her eyes and eagerly opened her mouth, trying to catch all of Robin’s yummy seed in her mouth. On the other side of the room, Princess ‘Peach’ also yelped loudly as her tiny penis spewed globs of semen onto the floor.

As the stream of sperm finally died, Robin felt his body relax. ‘Daisy’ cleaned the rest of her face of his cum, taking the little droplets into her hand and then drinking them all. She swished his seed around in her mouth, savoring the taste and texture of his sweet juice as much as she could until she had to swallow. Robin for his part, closed his eyes and leaned back against the nearest wall. A happy gasp escaped through his mouth. He was such an amazing genius…

“Oh Robin~” A voice boomed through the room. “Don’t tell me that’s all you have.”

Opening his eyes, Robin quickly turned towards the source of the voice. There, next to the bed, was ‘Daisy’, hands planted firmly on the mattress with her bare ass sticking up and her twitching butthole pointing at Robin.

“Why don’t you come over here, so we can have some more fun?” She said, wiggling her butt seductively.

A smile formed on Robin’s face, his penis hardening at the precious sight of ‘Daisy’s’ bouncing bottom. It wasn’t the roundest butt he’d seen but combined with her sultry attitude it was enough to make his dick eager and ready for some more sexual action. Slowly he began to approach ‘Daisy’s’, making her shiver in excitement.

As he arrived before her, he placed his hands firmly on her asscheeks. He grasped them tightly, kneading and grappling them as he pleased. The reality was that these buns were indeed his property. He could do whatever he wanted with them, and that fact alone pleased him. Soon he moved on to ‘Daisy’s’ asshole, pushing the tip of his cock against the rim of her butt. He poked and prodded her without second thought, teasing the girl endlessly. Her lustful moans were so succulent, the need in her voice so gratifying. The power Robin held over her just made him feel so enthralled, for no matter how much she wanted him, he was the one in control.

Nevertheless, Robin did not plan to tease ‘Daisy’ forever. Yes, it was fun to hear her whimpers every time he placed his hot throbbing meat close to her hole, but he had more than that planned at the moment. He was now going to use his cock to make ‘Daisy’ into his bitch. Arching himself back, he carefully pointed his penis towards ‘Daisy’s’ hungering entrance. Then, with a single thrust, Robin penetrated her butthole, making ‘Daisy’ squeal in joy as her virgin cavern was finally filled.

Robin groaned loudly as the walls of her ass squeezed down on his dick. They were tight, really tight. Even tighter than ‘Peach’s’. to the point that it was downright uncomfortable. It made sense if you thought about it, it was the ass of a virgin growing boy, but it still caught Robin by surprise. However, this little setback wasn’t going to deter Robin a single bit. In fact, maybe this was a blessing in disguise. What would be a better way to mark ‘Daisy’ as his property than to mold her unadulterated asshole into the shape of his cock? Thus, with the power of determination, he began to pump his dick in and out of her hole.

On her end, ‘Daisy’ was thoroughly enjoying herself. The man of her dreams was currently ravaging her asshole, and that alone was enough to make her penis throb with excitement. It didn’t matter that she was feeling a bit of pain in her behind, Robin was pounding her with such ferocity that it was enough to keep her going, for as long as he was happy, she was happy. Besides, after some time of him thrusting and thrusting, it was actually starting to feel really good back there…

Slap after slap echoed throughout the room as Robin continued to mesh his skin against ‘Daisy’s’. And now, whether it was due to his efforts or because ‘Daisy’ had relaxed, her hole was feeling much better. Even if it wasn’t as good as ‘Peach’s’, it still felt fantastic when the rough bumps of her interior rubbed lightly with every motion against the length of his dong.

On the other side of the room, ‘Peach’ watched the scene with her eyes wide open. Robin was just completely dominating ‘Daisy’ with his cock alone! And it was the hottest thing she’d ever seen in her life. Her hands rubbed her little dick up and down as if her life depended on it. ‘Peach’ never would have thought that she would be so aroused from seeing Robin fuck someone else, especially if that someone else was a hypnotized crossdressing boy. Yet here she was, her dick ready to burst just from watching this action. If only she had some cock available this would be great… That’s when she noticed ‘Daisy’s’ dick flopping about underneath her. She licked her lips lustfully. Yes, that would do.

‘Daisy’ moaned loudly as Robin repeatedly penetrated her insides. Robin was really going at it now. Rather than having the forceful demeanor he possessed before, it now felt more animalistic and hungrier, as if he couldn’t stop himself from pounding with all his might. And by golly did it feel amazing. ‘Daisy’ could feel her prick shiver with delight from Robin’s continuous thrusts. Her spine tingled every time his cock rubbed against her prostate. Her body and mind were filled with such a thick miasma of lust and pleasure that it felt as if she was floating in heaven. So much so that she didn’t notice as ‘Peach’ crawled underneath her, desire burning in her eyes as she stared down ‘Daisy’s pole.

Stopping right beneath ‘Daisy’, ‘Peach’ stared at the hypnotized princess’ dangling dick with longing in her eyes. Her cock looked so delectable at the moment that ‘Peach’ began unwittingly drooling as she admired it. It was so thick and juicy… Actually, it looked a little bit like Robin’s. The thought alone made ‘Peach’s’ little penis harden even more. She just absolutely needed to get a taste of it! Without any hesitation, ‘Peach’ opened her mouth and darted towards ‘Daisy’s’ cock.

A loud groan escaped ‘Daisy’s’ mouth as she experienced some utterly unexpected sensations assaulting her cock. She quickly turned down to see what had happened, only to be met with the back of ‘Peach’s’ moving eagerly along with various slurping noises.

“P-p-p-peach!” She stuttered. “What are you doooOOOOUGHHH~~”

But at that moment she realized what ‘Peach’ was doing. The warm wetness she felt encasing her cock was a dead giveaway. It was something that ‘Daisy’ had never experienced before. The way ‘Peach’ mixed the movement of her throat around her dick and the flickering of her tongue inside her mouth felt extremely pleasurable to ‘Daisy’, it showed her how great ‘Peach’ was at this. But the combination of this and Robin’s intense thrusting were proving to be a bit too much for her to handle. ‘Daisy’s’ world began spinning in circles, the pleasurable sensations that assaulted her mind were so harsh she was having a tough time discerning left from right. Surely, her mind wouldn’t last too much longer.

Suddenly, Robin unintentionally let out a loud groan. For some reason, ‘Daisy’s’ hole had tightened considerably. However, unlike when he first penetrated her, it didn’t feel uncomfortable at all. In fact, if felt kind of pleasant. After pounding her butthole restlessly for some time, he’d widened it a fair amount, so having it contract once more against his dick felt really nice. Plus, he’d been going at her ass for so long that his penis was starting to reach its peak point of pleasure.

With his balls filling to their maximum capacity, Robin began trusting his hips as hard as he could into ‘Daisy’. He only had a few more moments to enjoy her succulent cavern and god damn it he was going to enjoy them. ‘Daisy’ on her part felt as if she was about to explode. The vicious attacks of pleasure that had been orchestrated on her mind were so severe that she couldn’t think of anything but release. Her entire body yearned for it, her dick throbbing madly as her cock prepared for the final blow.

Then, in a chorus of mad lust and pleasure, the three of them sang out in harmony as orgasm washed over all of them. Robin grunted harshly, releasing waves upon waves of his sperm as he plunged his cock to the depths of ‘Daisy’s ass. ‘Daisy’s’ entire body spasmed in bliss as her hole was filled with gallons of Robin’s seed, whilst her own cock trembled as it spouted its own fluid into ‘Peach’s’ mouth. As for ‘Peach’, she merely sat in a state of dazed joy as cum flowed through her mouth, her penis sputtering tiny ropes of cum onto the cold floor.

The three remained this way for some time, trying to savor the sweet afterglow of orgasm for as long as they could. Then Robin slowly pulled his flaccid cock out of ‘Daisy’s’ butt, looking with pride at the gaping hole dripping with his sperm. ‘Peach’ licked every single droplet of sperm of ‘Daisy’s dick, tasting it carefully in order to see if it was better than Robin’s sperm (It wasn’t). And ‘Daisy… She remained in her position frozen for some time, as if her body was still trying to comprehend what had just happened. However, she eventually just plopped on top of the bed, collapsing in exhaustion after all the sensations she went through. Robin and ‘Peach’ looked upon the tuckered-out princess with warmth. It was so cute how she’d just fallen asleep right after having sex. Nevertheless, after the tiring day both had, they happily decided to join her.

Robin laid down comfortably on Lucina’s bed. With a satisfied smile on his face, and a princess resting peacefully at each of his sides, he let out a fulfilled sigh. It wasn’t always that he’d felt as much inner peace as he felt currently, with everything that happened in Yllisse and then all the fighting he had to participate in now. But at this moment, he truly felt as if all was well in his life.

“Hey, Robi…” Hearing the sudden whisper, Robin turned to his left towards ‘Peach’ who nuzzled gently against him.

“I will say… I was very surprised you picked Roy.” She continued. “I never thought you’d- um- you know… Swing that way.”

Bewilderment spread onto Robin’s face. “Sw-swing that way? What do you mean?”

“Oh, don’t be silly Robi.” ‘Peach’ responded matter-of-factly. “You picked a man for your harem. I just didn’t think you’d be gay, that’s all.“

“I-I-I’M NOT GAY!” Robin yelled defensively, making ‘Daisy’ shift in her sleep next to him. “Er- I’m not gay.”

“Really?” ‘Peach’ said incredulously. “You just had sexual relationships with Roy. Who’s a guy. And you did him hard. Super hard. What would you call tha-?”

“Yeah, but he’s in a dress!” Robin interrupted her.

“Yeah, but he also has a penis.” ‘Peach’ quickly retorted.

Silence filled the room, as Robin thought very deeply over ‘Peach’s’ statements.

“Anyways… Even if you are, you can’t be that gay. After all, you did have sex with me and I’m a woman so…” She snuggled closely to his chest, closing her eyes. “Goodnight.”

As the two princesses left the real world to enter dreamland, Robin’s eyes remained wide open. ‘Peach’s’ words echoed loudly in in his head, repeating themselves over and over again. He kept trying to come up with arguments to rationalize his actions, but in the end they all lead to the same road. That night, Robin could not get a wink of sleep.

Alright, finally here it is. After two long months of hard work, I’ve finally finished the story for my 100 follower contest, the sequel for The Hypnosis of Princess M̶a̶r̶t̶h̶ Peach.Thank you for your patience while waiting for me to finish this, and thanks to all that have been following and supporting my work thus far. With Fall break coming up soon, I’ll try to get another story done this month. And once Winter break starts, then I’ll really be able to get back into writing. I’m probably even going to start requests back up again. Anyways, like the last one, this story is based on some drawings made by @sealguy like this and this. His stuff is really good so go check it out! As for this story, I might’ve gone a bit overboard with this one. I think this is the longest ‘chapter’ or single story I’ve written. And even though I think I might’ve not put enough lewd stuff in it, I hope you still enjoyed it nonetheless! Cheers! And until next time!

#super smash bros #fire emblem #mario bros #robin fire emblem #marth fire emblem #lucina fire emblem #roy fire emblem #princess peach #princess daisy #sealguy #hypnosis #trap #gay #male on male

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elementalist-kdj · 6 years ago

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The Night Grim Alex Abducts Sokolov

It is the dead of night within the docks of Serkonos, but the darkness could not hold back the noise of violence. Blood spilled amongst the docks are not uncommon as fishermen and whalers carve fresh kill for the market. Life and murder; what drips upon the docks this moment is not of the fish nor whales that live within the sea. What used to be a man that sailed the waves; was now a newly made corpse courtesy of the Crown Killer.

The captain never had a chance, the Duke did not have any flesh for his and the new Empress’s ‘pet’. She was ravenous. As the sailor waves to his shipmates and crew at the docks for some fine liquor and meat for a hard week of labor. He didn’t see the beast coming and was attacked from the front as soon as he was out of sight, claws gripping him and lifting him up by his throat. The killer growled with a malicious hunger deep within and sized him down with the yellow irises of a beast. He was so desperate to go as much as flailing against the assailant with as much a force he could muster. This only made the grip on his throat respond with an absolute denial of blood and air to his brain. Consciousness began to fade, limbs became unresponsive and finally; the captain slipped away.

She snatched him from the back, threw her prey over her shoulders and climbed. Not too far away, an abandoned building complex, condemned with the stench of bloodfly larvae and great, big red angry nests right above the dock became her feeding ground. Above the street was the wooden walkway, she dropped the unconscious body and began the carve. Bloodflies dare not approach the presence of the beast as Grim Alex’s claws began to slice through the man’s abdomen. Before the blood began to ooze into an overflowing pool, her hands began to undo the bandages that hide her sharp teeth and enlarged canines. Alex lowers her head into the open midsection and freely takes the hot blood of the sailor over her face. The beast then rips into the muscle and sinew. Pulling it apart, the man’s body convulsed and he snaps awake. Alex instantaneously flexes her right arm and grabs him by the face. She grins and terrifies him, he grabs the arm of the monster in attempts to fight her off. It made no difference; as if the build of this creature slightly bulked up since the confrontation was a clear sign of imminent doom. Grim Alex’s left hand then enters the open hole of the abdominal cavity and then slowly makes its way up to the diaphragm. Screams filled the air; music to the monster’s ears. Once torn open, the sound stops; his bloody tears rolled down. Grand Guards who came over to investigate the noise would regret their actions.

Alex’s enhanced senses caught their footsteps and she leaps away for there is new game to hunt. Two guards arrive at the scene, swords and pistols drawn. From the street, they approach the docks. It didn’t take long for them to hear the gurgling chokes above them and detect the victim. Just before one of them found the ladder to go up there. The other recognized that this was work of the Crown Killer. He curses under his breath and tries to run, warning his partner of the danger. Alex likes chasing down her game. Faster than the wind could carry a swallow, the beast lunges and catches the poor guard by his belt. Her sharp, clawed hand shredded into the lower back and he fell hard. In an attempt to stop the killer, he swung the sword in hand to her ribs. Swift hands stopped his and tore the limb off effortlessly. His partner shot the inhuman being in the back, but this makes matters complicated. Removing her coat, this shifts Grim Alex’s mood from predatory to rage. The pain triggers a flood of adrenaline with another transformative modification. The blouse began to strain slightly till tears rip down the back and around the arms. Calves thickened and legs lengthened, soles of the black boots burst open with sharp toenails growing out. This was it, humanity has left the doctor well beyond a recognizable visage. The muscled guard that lost his arm was now a dwarf in comparison. Grim Alex growled in anger, a deep voice rumbled the ground. She still held the arm with the sword. She skewers the muscled guard into the ground and lept to the pistoled guard. Without having to climb the ladder, Grim Alex tore past the metal fence and pulled. The guard loses his footing on the wooden balcony and fell to the street. Without a second thought, he took two more shots at Grim with his pistol before taking one himself; right in the head, fearing the torture the creature could havoc. Alex snarled in anger and tore all three bodies apart, ravenously feasting on the meat of the guards in this form and leaving the sailor to drown in his own blood.

Large smears painted the abandoned apartment and bloodied shrinking footprints trailed towards the docks. Alex grabbed her coat, scarf and stuffed it into her bag. Her nose hits the air and sniffs for the stench of tobacco, oil, whiskey and paint. Eyes focused on a boat sailing ashore between the harbor and Addemire Institute.

With a softer but still feral voice, Grim Alex exhales, “Sokolov...”

She steals a small steamboat from the dock and takes off towards the Dreadful Wale.

Grim Alex silently lept on the Dreadful Wale and as she traversed the ship, she could recall the stench of Hypatia’s former instructor from the days when Alexandria studied in the Academy of Natural Philosophy. His clothes were drenched with the scent of his signature whale blood paint and whiskey. Grim Alex picked up the scent and sneaks to the top of her target’s cabin. She listened to the creaking sounds of the hull and patiently waited for the best time to strike. Below, she detected the old philosopher pacing and the familiar sounds of Jindosh’s audiograph running in the background.

Sokolov began, “Dearest Emily, or must I say Your Imperial Majesty? I have something that you and Corvo must hear at the first opportunity. It concerns the murders happening across the empire, committed by this so-called Crown Killer.”

Grim Alex grins with an intrigued mind upon the mention of her alias name.

“When I left Gristol years ago, I swore I'd never again take part in any further political matters. I've done my share of bad things, and some good, before and after the Rat Plague. But here in Karnaca, I've uncovered a terrible conspiracy against you. Here, at the bottom of the empire, the cobblestones smell of death and corruption.

I'm staying with an associate, Meagan Foster, aboard her vessel, the Dreadful Wale. We'll leave for Dunwall in the morning, as soon as the tides are willing.”

Sokolov, closes his journal and sits down on his bed. He shuts his eyes hard and squeezes his brow with his right hand.

“I keep thinking of the]way sweet Jessamine was stolen from you and your father, and I fear it might be your turn to face such turmoil. I know Corvo would protect you with his life, but please do not trust anyone-”

This was it; Grim Alex grips the latch of Sokolov’s cabin; rips it off the hinges effortlessly. She jumps down into his cabin and scares Sokolov to his feet.

Grim Alex lunges forward, “There you are, old man. I was asked to pay you a visit.”

The old philosopher stumbles in shock, not because of the presence of the Crown Killer, if anything, he anticipated this. However, what he did not expect, was the murderer’s identity. His sharp mind instantaneously recognized her by the shape of her cheekbones, to the angle of her jawline and the height of her brow from the portrait he painted of her when she became Chief Alchemist of the Institue she worked at. He tried his best to call out to his former student inside of the beast. But fear took hold as he failed to call her name out.

Sokolov stumbles back and mustered as loud as he could, “Wait! What's wrong with you?”

No avail, Grim Alex has always made sure that the Good Doctor was tightly locked-up deep inside. The philosopher attempts to bolt for his cabin door and this time screams for help, "Meagan!”

The Crown Killer steps right in front and strikes at Sokolov, catching him just below his left ear and behind his jawline with a swift right hook. Grim Alex grabs the now unconscious philosopher by the arm and swings him over her shoulder like a sack of rice.

“Off we go, Sokolov, to somewhere more private.” Grim Alex turns around to exit. The beast traversed up, her claws tearing into the metal walls. Megan arrives too late as the Crown Killer has already departed the cabin. Alex leaps off the Dreadful Wale and sails the stolen ship towards the shallow jagged rocks of Addermire Institute.

Grim Alex abandons the boat, allowing it to wreck amongst the rocks surfacing underneath the Addermire Station’s rails. She then scaled the cliffside of the institute and made her way to the facility’s recuperation area from the building's rooftop and shutters.

Carrying the old philosopher into the room behind the recuperation area, Grim Alex carefully sets Sokolov over a cot and injects him with a sedative she has prepared prior to the mission. A white sheet was laid over his body, followed by an olive colored wool blanket to keep the man warm. She turns around to face the rest of the room.

Grim Alex growls, “Grrrrr... My sister’s prison...”

The beast made her way to the recuperation area as dawn was only an hour or two away. She removed the bloodied clothes and tossed them aside to squeeze into the garb the Good Doctor was in before she departed for the night. Once she was done, the beast’s glowing golden eyes stared at the mirror and she brought her bloodied hand up to tap her elongated nail against the glass. It was time to give the Doctor her body back. Hypatia... Alex began. It’s time to wake up... Alexandria...

Deep inside her mind, the doctor stirred and Hypatia started to regain consciousness. As her vision began to focus, she caught a glimpse of her monstrous appearance; grey skin, hardened musclar body, with sharp teeth grinning back at her. Alexandria’s heart jumped in shock and the pain slowly began to flood in. Grim Alex then redirects Hypatia. Her gait was unsteady as she made her way to the sofa she usually sleeps on.

Dissipating adrenaline from her darker half’s mission switches over to nor-epinephrine. This instantaneously overwhelms Hypatia, she doubles over in pain and stumbles to the ground; quickly grabs a pail and began to vomit. At the base of the bucket was deep crimson blood and chunks of meat came afloat. Her teary vision slowly returned and she was in disbelief; her elongated nails were crusted deep red underneath. What is this?! Was it iodine? Was it blood? What experiment was I conducting?!

Agony racked Hypatia’s body; radiating from the traps of her back to the deltoids, from the abdominals to her legs; everything down to the bones of her fingertips and toes.

Hypatia began to mutter, “This is not me!! This is not-”

An animalistic growl escaped Hypatia’s throat as tries to get back up, purposely knocking the silverware off to help herself up. Her hardened body tensed immensely as its muscles and bones began to shrink, ashen grey skin began to regain its normal skin tone, her gums ached as her canines receded.

The growl changed into roaring in pain as her nerves are flaring with the discharge of energy. As it died down, the Doctor was drenched in sweat; frustrated and angry, ready to lash out over something that she could not control nor understand. Grim Alex interrupted to erase the memory and reset the Good Doctor’s mind. Your torture is over... Steady heart and calm... Doctor... Alexandria... Hypatia... The Duke has need of your work and we have a special guest that needs your medical attention... The Grand Inventor Kirin Jindosh awaits the presence of Karnaca’s greatest Natural Philosopher... Your old mentor... Anton Sokolov...

#dr hypatia #alexandria hypatia #hypatia #dishonored #dishonored 2 #dishonored 2 writing prompt #grim alex #the crown killer #short story #anton sokolov #sokolov #dishonored hypatia

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hotarufutaba · 4 years ago

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anger and rage consumes me grrrrr grrr

#pialogue #BARK BARK WHY IS CHRIS IN KOFG BARK BARK WAS BAO NOT ENOUGH GET HIM OUT OF THERE #DW CHRIS I'LL GET YOU OUT!!!#but uh yashiro 😳....#you may be evil but........heh #STILL ANGERY GET CHRIS OUT AND BAO GAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH

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unluckyadept · 7 years ago

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Character Journal Entry: Felix

{Thursday, November 16th, TUMBLR 2017}

I wonder if I should leave early next week, or wait until after the others have celebrated the harvest. I am considering starting the journey on Tuesday.

It will be interesting to return to Prox so “soon”. I still have a great deal of work I need to deal with once I get there. There is the issue of property, and I should honestly start fulfilling my role as Warrior. I have lived too long living for myself, rather than for the community…

I am not entirely sure what my duties will entail, or how I will carry them out. I hope to work with the other candidates: I was the only one who became fully recognized, but I feel several of the others showed very great promise. It would be good to have people I can work with.

I can deal with working with the community. It will not necessarily be pleasant, at first; enforcing my authority will involve the use of force in dominance, which is not something I feel all that comfortable with. I do not wish to go overboard—I am too powerful. I wish…

At times I do wish that I were not quite THIS powerful. It means that I have to take even greater care in maintaining a stoic demeanor, and enforcing pacifistic tendencies in the face of rising anger. But that is not how I came to learn to be, as a Proxan, and as a traveling companion.

Proxans must be mindful of their place, of their rank, but they also speak openly. They express their thoughts and desires in an appropriate setting, but that setting is different than that of Angara, or any of the other Southern lands. Except, save, for Champa. Perhaps that is why Briggs and I had an understanding and were eventually able to get along?

And I was always honest about my thoughts and feelings to Sheba, even when I could not speak. There was not exactly much of a choice, when it comes to Mind Read.

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[Here he hesitates, looking down at the page for a moment before he continues.]

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She helped me to be honest with myself, too. It is one thing to be polite, and thus deceive others… but to deny feelings entirely is damaging to the mind and soul. It leads to a kind of vicious anguish, like a coiling serpent devouring itself. To hate oneself for feeling anger, to scorn oneself for feeling fear…

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[He stops again, face becoming a bit flush. He continues on a bit more fervently, trying to keep his thoughts on track.]

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I have been fortunate enough that most of the time as of late, my life has been calm and without provocation. The hatred that turned both outward and inward has lessened significantly; I have no cause for great frustration.

The other night was an exception, and my temper briefly got the better of me to the point of overcoming reason. I was almost incited into rage, but caught myself in time to prevent it. It was shameful, and I burned inside at forcing myself to appear to submit: the influence of Mars, perhaps?

I’ll be honest. There are times where I just wish to use tremendous power to devastate, to destroy. And it has been proven to me that I can even now be incited into rage…

I gave into the vice of being cruel out of spite more than actual anger only a few months ago, after all.

I put Kadi in his place, once and (hopefully) for all.

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Kadi: -Turns to face the Beastmaster, baring his teeth and holding sword at the ready- {You started this, and I will not let you slink off!}

Beastmaster: -Defends against it with a serrated bracer- {Are you serious? He just told you to $#%^ off.}

Kadi: -Flares in anger- {Shut up, you lazy dog! You never even bothered for full Soldier tier!}

[The dog snarls and goes to bite Kadi’s leg, but is stopped by the armor there. This does earn a reaction from Kadi, who uses Psynergy on him.

This was met by a harsh close-combat, barefisted maneuver from the Beastmaster that would down a lesser man if he weren’t wearing armor—but could only serve to knock him off balance.

Before Kadi could take advantage of his opponent having his back to him, though—]

Felix: {ENOUGH.}

[Felix used HALT!]

Kadi: —?!?!!

Felix: -Stepping down off of his position in the tiered seating- {Despite being often used as an excuse for a good fight, that’s not what the competition is for.} -To Kadi- {It was entertaining to see you get tackled and put into a headlock because your guard was down from not expecting an unannounced opponent—}

Kadi: -GRRRRR— -

Felix: {But frankly, Beastmaster, this is a waste of my time. There’s plenty a chance for that sort of thing outside of the high festival.}

Beastmaster: {Oh, you’re such a stick in the mud!}

Felix: {That was an awful pun, to the point where my friends would be proud of you.}

Kadi: {I can take him on!}

Felix: {That’s not the point.}

[Felix used MOVE!]

[The Beastmaster and his dog were pushed to the side, Felix coming forward into the crowd. His mask was actually off right now—clearly to better allow visibility for an incoming fight.]

Felix: {First of all, you insulted a Grand Master.}

Kadi: —

Felix: {I don’t care. I know that the criticism and bold remarks are very common, but you, Kadi—}

Felix: {Your arrogance has always been your downfall, you know that?}

[Kadi was released from the hold, and he held his sword at the ready, facing Felix.]

Kadi: {I’ve been the strongest fighter in Prox for years! Everyone knows it, even you! You never even finished your soldier training. When you left here, you couldn’t even handle a sword like a true Warrior!}

Felix: {Of course I couldn’t, you idiot. I was fourteen, and hadn’t been training for that long.} : |

Felix: {Are you really going to make this about the past? Because I promise you, it won’t end well.}

Kadi: {Nooooooo, how could I possibly question a Warrior.}

Felix: {Your sarcasm is not appreciated. If you really want to be a Warrior, and think you deserve the rank, then you shouldn’t be afraid to voice why you’re so antagonistic to me.}

Kadi: {What, and have you use words against me? Spare me your fancy prose! You haven’t been here for YEARS! No one in the community has seen you properly fight!}

Felix: {I matched you before, and I will overpower you now.}

Kadi: {SHOW ME!}

[Before he could even rush at him, Felix almost literally WHIPPED out his sword with one hand—a feat which required a great deal of strength and was NOT very easy—unleashing a shockwave of Venus Psynergy at the same time.]

[Felix used IRON!]

[A shimmering field of that same energy prevented it from harming the others caught in the backlash, though it did get everyone pushed back.]

[The use of a Djinn had weakened him, and Kadi could tell. He rushed at him—]

[Kadi used HEAT FLASH!]

[Their swords clashed, but the Mars Psynergy was not so easily blocked. Only a very slight wincing noise betrayed the discomfort, and Felix held fast.]

Kadi: {You haven’t changed! Fight me, you—}

[Felix used ODYSSEY!]

[He pushed Kadi back, starting to overpower him. This forced the Proxan to take a step back to regain his balance.]

[Kadi used ROLLING FLAME!]

[There was a searing eruption of fire that consumed Felix, and it was quite painful indeed—despite being Venus aligned (and thus weakest to Jupiter), Felix didn’t actually resist Mars energy very well. The heritage he got from his mother made him more receptive to it, and it didn’t pass him over the way it would another Adept.]

[Felix used TREMOR!]

[Traditionally, he would have been expected to use something from the Quake series—that sort of thing dealt additional energy-based damage, besides the effects you would normally associate with that natural disaster.

But that would cost him energy, and he didn’t care to waste it. He didn’t need it for that, anyway—just enough to knock Kadi off balance.

Which is exactly what it did, and he leaped off one of the jutting stones, bearing his sword down in the air.]

[Felix’s SOL BLADE let out a howl!]

[There was a roaring sound, a scree as if from a shrieking dragon—]

[MEGIDDO!]

[The air seemed to become consumed by fire, with a small star much like the very sun itself hurtling out of the heavens down onto him, swept forward by the might of the sword.

Kadi had been pinned to the ground, and brought up his own sword (and braced it with both hands) to avoid being struck, but the Unleash still went RIGHT through him—more than knocking the wind out of him, that was for sure!

Felix took his sword in his left hand and made a sweeping backhand motion with his right—

The ground beneath them slid back and upward as he tossed Kadi into the air, and then held him there (with Lift), all with a bit of Psynergy.]

Felix: {Oh, you’re strong, alright, Kadi. I’ll grant you that.}

Felix: {That burn is going to smart… but not for long, because I have healing Psynergy.}

Felix: {I’d say… you’d done pretty good! In comparison to what a Fori can offer.}

Felix: {Trust me, I’ve fought some, and it’s harder than the likes of you would ever give credit for.}

[Felix used POUND!]

[Kadi was slammed back down onto the ground.]

Felix: {I know exactly what you think of me, assuming you still haven’t changed.}

Felix: {You made that clear the first time we really went at it. Do you remember that?}

[Felix used POUND!]

[Slammed down by that large Psynergy hand, mashing him into the earth.]

Felix: {You dared to make fun of me, for having the heart to grieve for all that I lost.}

[His eyes suddenly became red with energy from Mars, and his aura fumed accordingly, creating an ominous combination that much resembled an active volcano.]

Felix: {You think me weak for having this heart, for valuing the life of others, for wanting a chance to go home.}

[Felix used POTENT CURE!]

[The weariness left him, and it was as if he had never been hit at all.]

Felix: {And THAT, Kadi, is why you will FAIL, why I will NEVER choose you!}

[He swept his hand back in an arcing motion, causing his enemy to skid in the ground. Kadi was more than a little beat, but Felix wasn’t done with him yet—and he was casting Cure on HIM as well, to make sure he didn’t pass out during part of it.]

Felix: {If everyone had valued one another a little more, and the Vale Elders had listened, Saturos and Mendari would still be alive right now!}

Felix: {If Karst and Agatio hadn’t tried to betray me and dispose of me, I would have helped them climb the Lighthouse! THEY WOULD BE ALIVE, TOO!}

Felix: {You question my strength, because I came to the path of a Warrior without the traditional method of choosing a Soldier with bite? Fine. That’s reasonable.}

Felix: {You haven’t seen the pure TORTURE in suffering that I was forced to go through, forced to battle, even unto my life. You couldn’t even breach the doors to the Lighthouse, because that was beyond any of you.}

Felix: {So of course you have no idea how perilous it is inside.}

Felix: {So if you don’t know, and believed I had gone all the way out and all the way in because of the strength of Karst, Agatio, Saturos, and Mendari—and didn’t know how actually HARD it was to climb the Lighthouse—}

Felix: {Of course you would question whether I’d even had to do any fighting at all. While you, the only person you ever seem to think about, had been left behind here for six years, forced to endure an increasingly hostile wilderness and terribly harsh winter, with nothing but your own strength and Puelle’s prudence to guide you.}

[Felix used HALT!]

Felix: {Well, Soldier, you shall doubt no more, for I am back, and I can easily prove it.}

[He walked closer, his sword lowered.]

Felix: {I am going to be guiding you now, and you WILL /obey/ my authority. And if you challenge me needlessly again, you could get yourself killed.}

[He wasn’t exactly bluffing, but it wasn’t meant as a threat, either—just a statement of fact. High-powered fights were too easy to get out of hand, especially if one of the parties refused to back down, forcing things well beyond what the other had intended.]

Felix: {If you are to have a prayer for the dragons to carry to the spirits without turning up their noses at, then you will change who you are, how you choose to be. Because the “you” that is now will never be chosen. Not by others, and not by me.}

Felix: {I can take you on with or without Djinn, without using battle Psynergy—which I only used once here each, anyway—with one of those being to protect everyone else from what I can do.}

Felix: {I have slain dragons that were strong and true—you are but a dragon-son, Soldier, so not even that.}

Felix: {I am Lord Felix of the Venus Clan—Warrior of Prox, Dragon Slayer!}

-=-=-=-=-=-

[He sighs, now more than sufficiently distracted. He seems distant.]

-=-=-=-=-=-

Perhaps I shall have need to expend myself in spars with monsters in the Mars Lighthouse on a regular basis, so that I may freely use my Psynergy without fear of excessive damage. I am not sure how that may tie in to the training and fitness exercises I should be leading amongst the Fighters and Soldiers.

-=-=-=-=-=-

[He heaves a sigh again, slipping a his fingers into his hair as he continued.]

-=-=-=-=-=-

Admittedly, that is not the main thing on my mind right this moment. Despite trying to make it be so.

—Felix

#cje #unluckyadept

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So what I am doing right now is essentially elaborate fanfiction. Season 2 of Supergirl was written extremely clumsily; it had a few great ideas that didn’t get explored enough and a few horrible ideas that got explored too much. The trailer and recent announcements that Mon-El will return really don't inspire much confidence and I am not even sure I will continue watching if things will proceed as poorly as I fear they will.

We reached the point that I am convinced a fanfic writer can do better, and so a fanfic writer shall.

To further handicap myself, I won't retcon the established plans. Reign is still gonna show up, Maggie is still there but is getting even less screentime, Supercorp and Karolsen are still not happening, Kat gets to be in 4 episodes tops and Alex's dad is still out in the woods somewhere. Okay? Okay. Let's get started.

So let’s make like the Supergirl staff and put Mon-El first. Short version: no, Mon-El isn’t in this season. If it were up to me, we’d be done with his character the moment season 2 ended. His arc was done. He serves no further purpose other than distracting attention away from Kara. Any capable writer would at least give Kara time to mourn and/or develop before even hinting at bringing him back, otherwise what was the point? So, Mon-El is benched for at least 1 season. I’d bring him back for the season dealing with Kara’s clone (whenever that may be) because there he may actually add to the plot. If however we are contractually obliged to keep him in the CWniverse, I would have him recruited by the Legends of Tomorrow. This would be a chance for him to further explore what it means to be a hero, give him a chance to show us what he's like without Kara's infinite patience/support and actually place him in the position of the moral compass for a change. That could actually be fun. Show us what season 2 kept telling us and actually let him show that he is a hero now. Get Steel out, get Valor in. They basically have the same powerset anyway. Instead of history expert Nate, they now get alien expert Mon-El.

Now let’s discuss Kara’s arc; 5 words that were never spoken by the writing staff of season 2. Now Kara is understandably a little lost after the events of season 2. She's upset, she feels alone, she barely shows up to work at all. Of course, she insists she is fine, but she doesn't conceal her emotions very well. We get glimpses of her Scooby Gang visiting her, trying to cheer her up. We get Winn, Lyra and James visiting her, trying to take her mind off of things by explaining monopoly to Lyra. Lena calls her, very blatantly hinting at an invention that could easily make the frontpage of Catco magazine. She is genuinely surprised to be visisted by Snapper instead. Eliza visits, J'ohn visits, even Maggie and M'Gann visit, but no one really gets through to her. Finally, we get a very emotional couch scene with Alex, who tells Kara to grieve for as long as she needs. It’s not strange, no one thinks less of her for it, she has every right to take some time to heal.

But this is a superhero jam, so things needs to go down and we get the first appearance of Reign. She just crash-landed on earth and is lashing out, laying waste to an entire city. J'ohn tries to go at it alone with M'Gann, but it is swiftly made clear that they lack the firepower. Kara is called into action and when Alex explains that J'ohn is in danger, she leaps right out the window. Reign, being made by a Zor-El, ceases her violence against the martians when she sees Supergirl appear and recognizes her crest. The two begin their fight, while Reign demands to know why she was made. A question Kara can't answer. Mirroring Man of Steel, we see some large scale destruction going on. Kara saves who she can, but it only results in her further getting pummeled. Reign being one of the big bads this seasons beats the snot out of Kara, but because of a timely intervention of Alex, Kara manages to wound her enough to force a retreat, ending the first episode.

The second episode we find Kara in civilian clothes at the DEO. The news shows Supergirl fighting Reign and blaming her for yet another alien that attacks humanity to get to her. Kara tries to shrug it off, but is put on the same story by Snapper. "The Daxamites were looking for her specifically, this grey woman is after her as well. Grrrr endangering the public grrrrr." Kara tries to defend herself, but Snapper explains that objectively, we are 2-for-2 in hostile alien invasions seemingly caused by Supergirl. To make matters worse, Livewire has been spotted in National City again, and seems to be calling out Supergirl specifically to get under her skin. Livewire goads her, taunts her and seems to have gotten significantly more powerful. Finally, she goes for the cheap shots and mentions 'that cute sidekick that used to hang out with her.' and asks if he kicked the bucket so soon, laughing at his incompetence. Kara loses it and Winn depowers Livewire through science magic and James’s help. Even beaten to near death, Livewire continues taunting Supergirl, finally daring 'the girlscout' to kill her already. Kara seriously charges her eyes, and screams in anger, about to kill a person, but Alex talks her out of it. Livewire is put into DEO custody by a trembling Kara, who begins breaking shit in a rage the moment she is out of sight. She tries to explain her frustration, but breaks down crying and is hugged by Maggie and Alex in an attempt to calm down.

We end episode 2 with a red streak in space, getting closer to earth, zooming in on the US, zooming in further to National City, zooming in further and further until it reaches Kara's appartment and crashes down. 'Kara Zor-El of Earth. You have great rage within you. You have been chosen to join the Red Lantern Corpse."

That's right, this season will essentially be Supergirl's Venom arc. Different logistics, same core deal. This may not be the most original course of action, but I see some major benefits. We get to explore Kara, her emotions and relations to the other characters, it puts the agency back with her, opens up a realm of new story possibilities and space shit gives J’ohn something to do besides barking orders and fumbling his relation with M’Gann. Melissa Benoist is a good Supergirl and definitely not a bad actress. Giving her the chance to express more anger and extreme emotion in her character would make for a fun performance. Finally, it gives her a costume change (because come on, third season without a new outfit?). It's not a permanent change because duh, Venom arc. The ultimate enemy this season will be both Reign and Kara's own self-destructive rage/grief. She’ll return to her classic outfit for the finale, having learned to healthily deal with her anger. Of course, the Red Lantern lore needs to be changed a bit to make it fit, but that's nothing CW isn't used to. Chances of a CW Green Lantern are pretty low and no one else is using it, so let’s go nuts with it.

Kat Grant, during the first episodes of the second half of the season will be the one to talk some sense into Kara. “Supergirl is a symbol of hope, not this little ball of insecure rage she’s pretending to be now. I swear, it’s that red kryptonite episode of hers all over again, minus the sex-appeal”. “Of course she’s angry Kiera. Everyone gets angry. Ghandi got angry, but we don’t let that anger define us.”

So, Kara decides to try and take the ring off, but a part of the red lantern lore we’re not changing is that this is impossible without aid of a blue lantern. Still, Kara very consciously tries to keep her anger in check from here on out, but ends up killing a man by flipping out in rage near the end of the season. I suggest bringing back Maxwell Lord to close off that chapter and because my self-indulgent ass deserves something nice. By the end of the season Kara manages to take the ring off and defeat Reign in her classic outfit, as is the standard for Venom arcs. To take the ring off, she will need the help of temporary Blue Lantern Alex, James, M’Gann or Lena. All 4 of them inspire/experience great hope in one capacity or another. Green might be a better fit, but you know, story purposes.

When bringing peace to Kara, both red and blue rings get rejected by their owners and the season finale can commence. My inner supercorp shipper says Lena has to be the blue lantern. Bringing her in contact with Saint Walker would be a fun exploration of her relation with aliens, but I really want the series to continue exploring the relationship between the Danvers sisters. Speaking of which…..

Alex needs to close her daddy issues arc and she needs to close it fast. What started out as a fairly interesting subplot has lost all pace, agency and consistency. Homecoming was one of the most embarrassing episodes of season two and the sooner we’re done with the Jeremiah arc, the better. So here’s what’s gonna happen. Seeing Supergirl get reckless and more aggressive sends CADMUS into panic mode, because ‘omg, evil kryptonian waiting to happen’ and they task Jeremiah with one last job. He agrees, but demands to do it *his* way. Cut to the next scene/episode and dad Danvers surrenders himself to the DEO. Obviously, no one trusts him and J’ohn is determined to keep him under constant surveillance. Alex and Kara hear about it immediately and they try to talk about their grievances, but Jeremiah is shady af. He explains seeing Kara as a red lantern concerned him, but we’re still in the early parts of her arc at this point; she is convinced she got it under control and is stronger than ever. Meanwhile, he sees the dangers of a kryptonian going mad with rage. He tries to convince Alex to see it his way, but after his last stunt in season 2, she remains supportive of Kara. In CADMUS’s attempt to retrieve him and Jeremiah’s inevitable double cross, Jeremiah dies while taking down Hank Hanshaw. It A) makes his sacrifice worth something and B) rid us of Hank Hanshaw. I’m sorry but he doesn’t work as Cyborg Superman, getting rid of him is a kindness. Unfortunately, a sample of Kara’s DNA was delivered to Lilian Luthor for project Galatea, leading into the Power Girl arc in one of the following seasons. Important! Alex, Kara and Eliza get a chance to mourn. Give us a few scenes, a few establishing shots, showing that Jeremiah’s death is acknowledged by the characters. Show how Eliza reacts to the sudden closure of their tragic relationship. I know, duh, but I feel like it should be mentioned because as established; I don’t trust the Supergirl writers. Also, it is kind of a theme this season. Alex’s engagement and probable marriage to Maggie this season may have to be the B-plot for her. Considering Maggie is getting less screentime, this’ll give us some scenes where she can support her gf with her plot, while the two are fantasizing about and planning their wedding. A season-spanning plotline for Maggie would be fun, but is unlikely to occur and even less likely to be handled well. Going by the promo, I suggest turning the plot upside down and allow Maggie to cut her homophobic father out of her life entirely because she is a grown woman and doesn’t need that toxic influence in her life. If the SG writers think of that themselves, kudos. If she has to be the bigger person and forgive her homophobic relative just because he’s a relative, my eyes might pop out of my skull from rolling too much.

I am honestly not sure what game the writers are playing with Reign and Lena. It is actually the only plot for season 3 I am sincerely interested in seeing play out, along with the Sanvers scenes. Allegedly Lena and Reign are linked somehow and I sincerely hope we’re not getting a distant siblings/lena is half alien reveal. Because that’s stupid. And really dumb. And stupid. Instead, I suggest making her what Mon-El should have been; a reflection of Supergirl. Reign/Sam becomes what would have happened if Kara had not been raised by the Danvers and used her powers for selfish ends. She isn’t even looking to conquer. She just wants answers about her existence and live in the comfort she feels she deserves, but goes about her quest with no regard for human life or decency leaving a trail of destruction in her wake. Unintentionally however, she becomes entangled with Lena Luthor and the two become good friends. As Sam, she becomes Lena’s secretary, sadly dropping fan favorite Jess but furthering her parallels with Kara. Meanwhile Lena helps her find out about what she’s made for as bessie mates. Sam will try to physically destroy Lena’s enemy for the season and Lena will have to play moral compass. ‘I’ll kill everyone in this room.’ ‘Sam no.’ ‘Sam yes!’ This will cause some fun tension between Sam and Kara too, as they can only shoot each other nasty looks when Lena is in the room. Reign being a CW villain probably isn’t going to survive the season finale, which is a shame cause they could really use another recurring villain. Considering CW has been trying to paint Lena as a potential villain since the beginning of season 2 however, this is as good a time as any to do it. Supergirl won’t deal the killing blow to Reign but Lena, primed by Lilian, will blame her nonetheless. Bonuspoints if she discovers her identity in the process, reducing her friends list from 4 to 0 in one bad day.

So those are the main plotlines I’d lay out for Supergirl season 3, connected by a theme of dealing with grief. Kara learns that it’s okay to be angry in her grief but to not let it consume her. Alex mourns the death of their dad in a pretty healthy way, surrounded by friends and family, though perhaps feels a little guilty for being so glad with getting closure and her upcoming wedding. Lena deals with the death of Sam in an unhealthy manner, tries to push Kara away and might go down the path of an anti-hero next season.

I know this is just elaborate fanfiction. Of course I do, I said so at the beginning of this thing. But, I felt it necessary to make a point. Season 2 was an awkward, clumsily assembled mess and even folks with only a passing interest in storytelling could have done better. I am not excluding the possibility that the Supergirl writers/producers will surprise me next season, but if they continue the trends set by season 2, I will probably drop the show by episode 5.

I mean, I can always watch the Sanvers and Reign/Lena scenes on youtube later.

#Supergirl

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