FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

-1The evening rose colored sky stretches across the horizon of the sleepy city, Knollville. Minerva watches the evening progression thru the window in front of her exercise bike, pedaling like an automaton, acting without interest of those around her. She is a seasoned mink, used to the drooling hunger and envy that others in the gym try to conceal. Exiting the bike, eyes follow her as she stops for a brief sip of water near the women's locker room. She waits for it... Coming... Anytime now... "Well hello there beautiful!" This from Anthony Le Prick, an annoyance to Minerva since she joined the gym. Minerva disdainfully replies, "I have no interest in flossing my teeth at this moment, Anthony. Please go away and have fun with some other girl!" Watching the exchange is a unicorn, of alien features. His glowing red eyes narrow, a heat forged iron dumbbell shatters, with a toss of electric blue mane, Anthony is slammed out of sight. Crumpled into a well lit corner, Anthony begins to laugh...

The unicorn snorted at the untimely laughter. "This one is stranger than the jackalope I see around sometimes. I should investigate further. To learn of her." The unicorn stood up and strode to the door of the men's locker room. Before he could leave, Minerva locked a sideward look to him. "Thanks." and said no more as she entered the women's locker room. "Strange," he thought to himself, "I figured she would be spooked."

Nearby a tall figure, rabbit-like creature with horns, watched from the street side window. His eyes turned red as he studied the unicorn, "At first," he said to himself, "I could have sworn that was Unicorn Praeceptor, but he isn't one to use violence." The jackalope rubbed his chin, "I think I might have some fun watching this one. Unicorns are not a usual sight in the city, most keep to themselves in the outskirts." The figure saw the sun sink lower. "Dusk is coming, I need to feed. I wonder if the bank is still open." He turned to walk down the street. "I hope the diner will have steak, very rare." And he left, humming an ancient melody.

Back in the gym...

The unicorn exited the locker room wearing a brown leather duster, a strange metallic heart shaped symbol that seemed to be made of razor sharp edges, adorned the left breast pocket as a larger version is on the back. He approaches the check in counter this is manned by a small white dragon, "Bin 43 please." The dragon nervously replies, "I'm sorry Mr. Hardcore, but you'll have to replace that dumbbell you broke earlier before I can give your guitar back." This is immediately followed by muffled growling behind the counter. Not annoyed, Hardcore Unicorn gave the clerk an amused look, "Why should I pay for defective equipment? Is that not why we all pay fees to use this gym?" "Uh... Defective equipment... I guess," the dragon stammered. "Oo~oh, Terryl! Don't be such a potty head," a female voice interrupted. "Give the man his bin and I'd like mine also, you sweet thing." Snapping to attention, the dragon leapt into action while blurting, "Yes ma'am, I apologize Miss Minerva! So very sorry I am! Please forgive me!" {Blah! Blah! Blah!} A panting Terryl finally placed a bin before Minerva and grunted heavily before placing the bin before Hardcore. Grinning wickedly, Minerva winked, "You just have to know how to motivate people." Then she stared at Hardcore's bin. Protruding from it is a wrapped in cloth, quietly growling item that looks like a large single edged axe. He begins to unwrap the cloth, nodding in the direction of Minerva's' bin, "Ma'am, I'd be a bit more concerned with what it is your bin." Peering into the bin, Minerva finds her belongings covered in a black sluggish substance. From which a gargling voice like Anthony's' emerges, "Hey toots, wanna dance?" Oily black tendrils erupt, Minerva shrieks, Terryl passes out, Hardcore shakes his head as he rips off the remaining cloth. A crystal clear executioners axe is revealed, but not a normal one. Icy mist trails behind the axe head, while six guitar strings run down the length to the butt, looking like an exotic electric guitar.

With a single swing, the axe cleaved the tendril and blocked the rest of the goo. "Damnable creature, I thought you were solid." Gurgling, the goop spoke, "And I thought you an idiot." The axe hit the bin with an icy blast and froze the lesser demon in frost. "That should be good" Hardcore said, "I doubt it can move now." Minerva looked at the bin, "My good Prada bag, it's ruined." "Be glad that was all that was ruined." "What is that weapon?" Hardcore held it in front of him. "This is my soul weapon, Frostnova. War and music is much alike, both have a tempo to follow." Hardcore saw a note in his bin. It read...

Unicorn, I have been following the lesser demons around. There is a demon, a Greater Demon named Urotsudoji, the Overfiend. Be on the look out for a scout, a shapeshifter by the name of Anthony Fellfiend. Jack of the Desert.

"Now he warns me, damnable jackalope." "Who?" Minerva asked. "A creature, Like a vampire, but can survive daylight. Jack of the Desert is one of the worst of his kind." "Evil?" "That would make it easy, no he is more of a chaotic evil, hunts demons to cement his place here, helps sometimes, hinders other times." "So why not kill him when you see him?" "He ate too many demons to kill with just Frostnova. That and I don't know what he looks like, only that he is a jackalope. If I could catch him at night, I could identify him." "Do you want to come by my house?" Minerva cooed...

"Hmmm," Hardcore mused, "I am rather hungry, but I don't think you would appreciate being that kind of meal. Tell you what, how about we go to a diner I know of that has excellent steak and shrimp, especially if you like rare steak. My treat of course, as long as you don't mind us making two stops before we head to your house." Minerva looked at him in confusion, "But I thought unicorns were vegetarians." Hardcore smiled and gave her forehead a light kiss, "I used to be human, now I'm the byproduct of a direct clash between absolute evil and pure good. The powers of evil hit me first, turning my human form into a charred husk of some spidery gargoyle looking thing. I was killed at that time also, but my soul was bound within my corpse. "Ha," Minerva snapped and pointed an accusing finger at him, "Liar! If you are part gargoyle then where are your wings!" Placing Frostnova on the counter, Hardcore let his duster drop and pulled off his Velcro split shirt, revealing one hundred percent pure muscle but no wings. "Touch my back, you'll realize that they are there and see past the illusion I've cast on them." Minerva reached out, expecting to feel the bulging hard back muscles, but felt something very unexpected. Then, as if they were there all the time, she saw those frightening wings and felt their unusual make up. Hardcore spread them fully, anxiety crept into Minerva, they resembled a cross between dragons wings and hard chitinous insect segments purplish in color. "Please be careful, all the edges are sharp and will sever a limb or even a torso." Minerva could only breathe heavily, still grasping the idea. He turned around, careful not to touch anything or her, "They are soft and supple when folded, but just like other parts of the anatomy they can penetrate flesh when expanded." Gently engulfing her in the wings, Minerva is drawn to him, he softly massages her buttocks while nibbling on an ear. Suddenly, the wings are folded and Hardcore begins to dress. "What," Minerva breathes heavily, "Am I not mink enough for you?" He laughs gently, "My dear, you forget, my stomach must be filled as well as yours, then there are the two errands I have left before we can find a moment of comfort. Besides, if I don't return home with groceries, a very angry person will be planning ill for my future for disregarding a sick orphans' needs." In shock Minerva nearly spits, "You're MARRIED???" The unicorn pauses, giving her the oddest look, "Are you insane? Mystic Heart is not my child and for sure Soft Heart is not my wife!"

As they entered the cafe, The Dusty Rat, they saw a familiar figure in the corner eating a RARE steak and drinking some strange liquid. "Excuse me, Lizzy," he spoke, "Tell Dusty that the steak is perfect." "Sure thing, Jack Sweetie." She replied. Hardcore and Minerva sat in one of the booths nearby. "Pardon, Waitress. May I have the steak and potatoes very, very rare? And what will you have?" Minerva looked over the menu, "Salad, anything diet for the drink and, what is this? Ah, broiled veggie platter." "Coming up, one showgirl special and one Jack Desert special." Hardcore looked up, "What did you say?" "The Jack Desert special, nearly raw steak and baked potato. In his honor," she said pointing at Jack in the corner. Hardcore grabbed Frostnova from under the table. Jack looked up and something behind him twitched. When Hardcore hurried to Jack, Jack leaped from the table and grabbed the ceiling. On Jack's back was a pair of wings, leathery with soft fur like a bat's wing. His irises were red as blood. "Come down here Jack of the Desert." "Not with Frosty the Iceaxe with you, I'm not." Jack taunted. "How long can you stay up there while ice is forming around you?" Jack looked at the ceiling. Ice was forming around him. "Nice, very nice. But not enough," he said as he opened the skylight. Hardcore snorted, "Damn. Almost had him." Minerva put a hand on his shoulder, "Let's eat, the food is here." Lizzy put the food on the table. She acted as if nothing happened. "You are the first to force him out that way. Most get knocked down and he exits through the door." "Does this happen often?" Minerva asked. "At least once a week. Twice if we get lucky. Jack is the best attraction we have. He is the local night hunter. And he is the best bounty hunter around. They say he actually drank the blood of Hergik the High Demon of Rage." "The High Demon?" Hardcore asked. "Jack always said that 'If you want to become a god, work your way up the food chain,' funny really." She said with a giggle. "Do you still want to fight him?" Minerva asked him. Hardcore thought a moment, "He is still a demon to be hunted." "Well, the food is getting cold, possibly from Frostnova." "Then we should eat, Jack could have gone any direction with those wings." Minerva nodded at the food and began eating. Hardcore also started eating.

As they ate, Hardcore pondered Jack briefly, thinking to himself, "Perhaps I again acted too quickly with out thinking. He did warn me after all. His refusal to fight does support the case of targeting other demonic creatures. I'll have to apologize to Jack for my quick temper." He realized that Minerva was staring at him, "What? Do I have drool or grease rolling down my chin?" "No, it's your eyes, they've changed from red to dark blue and I can see a dark iris and black pupil. Do the colors change with your mood?" Hardcore thought a moment as he chewed on a morsel of steak, "Mood doesn't properly fit, but is included with awareness, tension, and things I can't even put words to." She giggled, "Stranger and stranger, a mystic past just seems to follow you everywhere." He tapped his fork in Minerva's' direction, "Which reminds me, I've opened up all the skeletons in my closet, well just about. So how about a lil info of yourself. I feel like a freakin' Don Juan or whatever." "Oh," Minerva sighed, "There's not much to know about me. I just look pretty and model for magazines, swimsuits, clothing, underwear, lingerie, and porn." "I feel for you," Hardcore replied, his eyes now turned a soft cyan color, "It must be hard to find a man interested in you other than your body." "Well, my body does help take care of other hungers," she said seductively, while sucking on a carrot. He laughed, "I guess I'd better make the shopping a quick visit and the drop off a smooth one."

"Ah, good meal that was," Hardcore licked his chops. "You ready to go shopping?" Minerva leaned against him, "Sure, I need to pick up a few things anyhow." "Alrighty then, Carr, you here yet?" "Right above ya, oh observant one," a large object literally dropped out of the sky before them. A well kept 1982 Ford LTD, with what looked like a large mortar array beneath a rear window spoiler and side wings; flat black in color opened its' doors for them, "C'mon, ya'll didn't pay the meter so we gotta get along." They entered and buckled up, "To the nearest grocery please," Hardcore spoke. "Damn, ya still ain't done the shopping? Someone back home is gonna have yer nuts in a sling blue boy," Carr heckled as he took off. Minerva shook her head, "I'm not even gonna ask." Both Hardcore and Carr said simultaneously, "Good, you wouldn't believe it."

The vampiric figure listened to the conversation as they left. "Interesting, a talking vehicle." He said with his eyes closed, a habit when he eavesdrops. He opened his eyes, "I better keep my distance, Frostnova is more powerful now that he has someone to protect." Jack leaped from the rooftop and landed on a bag lady. "Get off of me, creating." "Not a chance, Alexis of the Sloth Clan." "How did you know?" Alexis asked. "I am Jack of the Desert, the cursed hunter." Alexis attempted to scream, but Jack bit into her throat, silencing her. "They are everywhere. The Sin Clans are crossing over too often for me alone. I'd hate to have Urotsudoji cross over here." Jack thought for a moment. He then spread his wings and took flight. "I need your help. I just hope you won't try to kill me again, Hardcore, my old ally. It will be like old times, back when you knew me as Clyde," he said as he pulled a sword out, "Shadow Death, misses you."

Hardcore tried to hide his blushing after their quick grocery trip. But when Minerva placed all the condoms, vaginal lubricants, and edible squeeze flavors on the counter, he couldn't keep from shrinking away. "WOW!!! This girl really wants pleasure, I'm such a loner, how the heck do I treat this? I think I messed up...

As Minerva bought the lavicious items, Hardcore heard a voice. "Minerva, if you would excuse me..." "Oh, sure. I'm forgetting something anyways." Hardcore bowed and left. Outside of the store, Jack dropped in front of the unicorn. "Hello old friend." Jack said. "Don't old friend me, vampire." Jack dodged the punch by grabbing the brick wall of the store. "You really don't remember me, do you?" "I don't." Jack dropped a old letter signed by a Alexander Hardcore. "This is a letter written 300 years ago. We were fighting demons and you got caught in the crossfire. I didn't know what happened to you after I got shuttled out of the area by some arrogant angelics." Hardcore looked up and spoke, "Clyde? Is this the name you used in the past?" "Yes, I bound my wings to hide them as we fought. You were wary of anyone with demonic characteristics. My name is Jack of the Desert Clan, Clyde was my uncle's name." Hardcore looked at the letter and found a sketch of Jack and Hardcore before the incident. "Is this drawing us?" "Yes," Jack answered, "that is us." You look good in this." Jack retorted, "You looked better than me." Hardcore remembered something, Minerva. "Jack, I have to get back." "Good idea, The mink spooks everyone. Especially mad."

Interesting fellow," Carr muttered as they watched the nearly instant vanishing act of Jack, barely catching the flitting movement of the Jackalope bounding between buildings. "I sense we have another problem, the werewolf thaumaturge Heartburn approaches." "Are you serious? I thought that mechanical loving bitch just hung out in her freakin space station," Carr exclaimed. "Be warned my friend, when she finds displeasure in her machines... Eww...," Hardcore says shakily. A sinister female voice completes Hardcore's statement, "When my machines displease me, I recycle or destroy them." The door to the grocery store opens, "Sorry about that Hardcore, I had to swap out lubricants that... Uh... What's going on here?" The werewolf Heartburn equaled the height of Hardcore, towering over the mink by at least two feet, her eyes are bloodshot from hell, her fur a very unkempt sandy brown bunch of tufts. Heartburn wears only a robe of purple silk, over all she looks like an unkempt shaggy dog, with long hair and bang to boot. As Hardcore started to draw Frostnova from its sheath, Heartburn grabs Minerva and knocks the unicorn into CARR. "Better luck next time," She laughed as she grabs a hold of the leg of a giant mechanical bird. CARR's headlights brightened as it spoke, "Are you alright?" "I'm fine CARR, can we follow them?" "Negative, the impact damaged my radiator, I seem to be hemorrhaging fluids." "Damn it all," Hardcore yelled. "Oh that is no fun," a young voice called out. "Who's there?" Hardcore demanded. A slender snow-white rabbit stepped into the light. The rabbit's eyes shimmered in the moonlight, solid pink with no obvious pupil or whites of the eyes. "My name is Rezu, Rezu Ben Rabbit of the Desert Clan." Hardcore stared at Rezu, "I could not feel you presence. Can you explain why you are here?" "One question, can you feel the car's presence?" "No, because he doesn't have a soul." Rezu grinned, "And I have only a fragment of one. Master loved a girl long ago, when she was dying she willed a part of herself to him. Then Master put that into an Alchemic Doll. Me." she said cheerfully. "Who is your 'Master'? Where is he?" "Master is Jack. He is on a hunt. As he hunts demons. He is hunted by you, Alexander." Hardcore flinched. Smiling Rezu continued, "Why Master doesn't kill you is beyond my understanding." "Last question, what did you mean 'That is no fun'?" Grinning a devilish grin, she spoke, "I also hunt, I hunt for the pleasure of the flesh." "Great," Hardcore thought, "as if the mink was bad enough, now she pops in." "You desire to see her, the lovely hound?" "You know where she is?" Rezu nodded, "Follow me, Unicorn. She hides in Master's old home, the home Bitch kicked me out of." "Well, now things are looking up." "Master went ahead, if we hurry we might be able to explore her flesh before Master drains her." Hardcore's eyes widened, "Drains her?" "Yes, Master will take her power through a wound on her body. I wish to try out my new toy," Rezu said as she pulled a DoubleDong from a paper sack. "Heaven help us, I've gone straight to Hell." the unicorn said under his breath.

"Hang on a moment, Rezu, I need to make sure my friend is alright," Hardcore nodded his head in CARR'S' direction. "Whatever, tell me when ready to go," she replied cheerily. Man, this chick is kinda spooky, guess it must be from the fragged soul thing... Patting CARR's' hood gently Hardcore asked, "Hey, you gonna be alright?" "You know me, I'm like a human, except when all my fluids run out I don't keel over. I should be combat ready in a few hours. And while I don't directly have a soul, you gave me a fragment of yours when you created me out of that smashed up car I was. So I'll know where to find you when I'm ready." "Alright," Hardcore sighed, "Guess I'd better pick up Minerva's dropped purchases." By the time he finished picking up all of Minerva's' purchases, he started to wonder if Rezu was grinning at him from his embarrassment or from the boner he was trying to hide. He dropped the items in CARR's' back seat, "Please make sure these get back to Minerva." "Uh, why are you so out of breath and sweaty, Hardcore?" The unicorn glared, "Shut up Carr. Just get yourself fixed up." "Eh, alright... Take care you two," Carr murmured. "Sure," they echoed each other as they strode away.

"Yeah, you have fun, I'll just sit here and repair," Carr murmured.

While they ran, Hardcore noticed that Rezu never stopped being cheery. "Rezu?" "Yes?" she responded. "Can you tell me where it is? I can get there faster by flying. Maybe I can carry you." "Ah, so those wings are not vestigial." Rezu said with a grin. "No they aren't." Hardcore said realizing that she rarely, if ever, used contractions. "Good" she said placing her arms in front of her. Strange symbols glowed on her. a small circle with similar symbols erupted in front of her hands, then a bigger one around the first, then a third appeared. "Extus Veris Noctum Raptoris" She said no longer smiling. Suddenly wings sprouted from her back, large and snow-white as her. "What did you do?" Hardcore asked hurriedly. "Alchemy," Rezu said in a mature voice, "My body can change forms to meet Master's needs." "Forget hell, I'm in the Twilight Zone" he thought. Spreading his wings, Hardcore joined the rabbit in the air. The unicorn wondered just what is Jack. A friend? Foe? Neither and both? "We need to hurry," Rezu said as a second pair of wings came to be. "Such power in this one," he thought, "How does Jack keep her in check?"

Hardcore began to hum the circus clown theme tune, then his expression darkened. "Rezu, do you happen to have any stone to flesh or protection from turning to stone potions with you?" "No, you need?" "Well, last time I was at a castle battling against Heartburn, one of her warlock allies turned me into a stone statue and I spent a few days decorating the highest tower like a gargoyle. It was a well executed trap by them. Of course I was a few hundred years younger then." "Master likes Hardcore, Master not allow Hardcore to become stone," Rezu replied cheerfully. Shaking his head and sighing, the unicorn mutters, "I think I'm taking Jack the wrong way. He and I have both changed a great deal, that and I have learned a lot about myself since our separation." "You not hunt Master now," Rezu asked over her shoulder. "Not for now, I think your master and I just need to sit down and have a simple chat to catch up on our past to present relations... What are those," Hardcore indicated several shiny orbs that milled around the castle. "Unknown, they not alchemy." "Crap, we need to land and get a good idea of what we're about to get into. And we're so damn close, let's just drop down here outside the end of the tree line so we can get a good look." "Idea wastes time, is Heartburn so powerful?" Rezu landed effortlessly Hardcore had to flutter around for a moment before landing. "You fly well, not land well?" "Not on earth, I normally land on clouds so it's a bit different." "Land on clouds?" "Yes, I spent most of my life living on the clouds, is that odd?" This time Rezu shook her head in confusion, "How you land on cloud? Cloud is water vapor, even feather fall through cloud." "Never mind, complete the task at hand then we can all talk about cloudy living after all is well." Rezu shrugged. "First thing, will you craft a wizards orb so that we can see what all is going on at that castle, it will be safer for the both of us than if I conjured up a scry ball." "Why that safer?" "Because when Heartburn discovers it, she will only be able to destroy it and it's link, the scry ball would leave us both open to attack since we would be direct links to the ball itself, only the viewing space of the orb will be destroyed." With that said, Rezu drew a 20 by 20 box in the dirt, dropping a couple of common reagents into the center of the box and incanting, "Cornealia photos momentum soros." The dirt within the drawn box migrated quickly to the reagent in the center to form a hovering orb and a smooth layer of glowing sand within the box. Something akin to an orange dully glowing iris formed at the top of the orb, at this time the sand box became a screen which showed the night sky directly above them. "Directions," Rezu spoke. "Basically have it travel in a closing circular pattern at about treetop level and scan both the ground and around a 45 degree angle into the air, that should be enough information for us act on," Hardcore said. The orb took off into the night, they watched the "screen" intently. Hardcore frowned at the screen, "Damn, those are server drones, knock one out and three more replace it with ten attack drones each. And those ground units are void generators, they attack by opening a void around the target, basically removing the target from existence. Of course when they get attacked they will signal the server drones to send back up. Thankfully their range sucks, it's only like thirty feet or so, but they have one heck of a shield to get past." Suddenly, a bright light filled the screen, then it shattered, covering Hardcore and Rezu in a shower of dirt. "We are discovered, you were correct for safety of us, would be dead if scry used." "We need Jack's help and probably more, can you send a message?"

Rezu rummaged around a small sack tied to her belt and produced a object that opened like a clamshell. "What is that? More alchemy?" Hardcore asked. Rezu turned and said, "Cell phone. Easier to use than alchemy." On the phone's screen was a odd picture of a gray blob in a jar with a piece of plastic jutting out of it. "What is that a picture of?" She said, "Bitch tried to use alchemy before, to create a frog monster. She failed." "That was not the answer I wanted. What in the name of the Seven Hells is that thing." Rezu turned back to the unicorn, "Talking frog turd with a disposable penis." Hardcore's jaw dropped. "Well, you asked." The rabbit said, "Hang on, Master just picked up. Konnichiwa, Watashi go Hardcore sama. Hai, Hai... Nani??? Hai, arukemi mitsu. You got to fucking kidding me!" "What is it?" Hardcore asked in surprise. Closing the phone, Rezu said, "Master told me to give you the Alchemy gloves. Your body should survive the... 'experience'." "'Survive'? What do you mean 'survive'? By the what were you speaking?" "Survive, live to tell the tale and Deserti, our native language." Rezu pulled a pair of black gloves with a red symbol on the palms of each. "The Alchemy gloves will allow you to use alchemy and resist it. Plus it will give you the ability to survive something." "What is it?" the unicorn asked. "Gloves on, now" Without a word, Hardcore put the gloves on. Symbols appeared on the white skin of the rabbit. "Terra perma nexi tonn pyro permi nexi tonn aero perma nexi tonn photo perma nexi tonn nocto permanexi tonn hydro permi nexi tonn stati permi nexi tonn Shi... Permi... Nexi... Tonn!" The symbols, somehow familiar etched themselves into the fur of the unicorn. The symbol on Rezu's forehead faded, and she fell to the ground. "Rezu!" Rezu grinned, "I am okay, the incantation took more out of me than I surmised." and got up. "The incantation?" "Yes, it is the ultimate spell, the one she wants... the Lich Spell from the Necronomicon." "I'm undead!!?" "No silly, just immune from any spell, everything from your dreaded gargoyle spell to soulrend spells. As long as you keep the gloves on, you are a High Mage Warrior. Just remember that it will not protect you from physical damage. But at least you will not drown in the passage way." "Passage way?" "Yes, Bitch lives in my room. The passage way is unguarded, but flooded." "And you were going to tell me this when?" "You never asked about the secret halls. Then again if you knew it would not be secret. Que sera sera." Hardcore unsheathed Frostnova and felt nothing. "Umm, Rezu?" "Ahh, forgot about that. The incantation severs your ties to Frostnova." She said as she handed him a black sword with the words 'Yamishi', "Master's blade is alchemic in nature. It will see to your needs." "Then what is he fighting with?" "Hell Blade, the tormentor. Master got that one from Lord Higuri." Hardcore spun around, "That is the demon that we were fighting when I got changed." "Ahh, then you will want this," she said as the ground opened up, "Brightheart, the pure armor. Master said that this armor belonged to a friend who fell to Lord Higuri, but lived." "Hello old friend," Hardcore said as the armor glowed and changed to accommodate the wings. A tear fell from Rezu's eye, "I love reunions."

Hardcore shifted and flexed, trying the armor out, "Ah, hai wakarimasen deska. Magi no crusna nusckiwara. Eh? Choto mati kudosai, nan deska wakarimasen Nihonjin? Sumimasen, iee wakarmasen desu." Rezu looked at the unicorn with an odd smile, "How you not understand, this is you." He grimaced, "Baka mei! Watakushi wa Amerikajin, iee Nihonjin. Desu wa iee wakaramasen. Eh... Iie todomachi dasu." Rezu giggled, "Say, American apple pie." Hardcore glowered at her but complied, "Amerikajin apperu pie." She patted the glum unicorn's forehead, "Now, say motor speedway." Nearly growling Hardcore spoke, "Motor speedway." Rezu did a brief dance, "All cured of the Japanese, now you can talk normally." The unicorn had had his fill, "Fine... It's time we put this bitch down! Either find shelter elsewhere or sit underneath me, time to even the odds." "What you mean?" Hardcore frowned, "I have only done this once before, and nearly lost my life from expending too much energy. But I what I will do is create a massive storm to smash those robots, I just need you to knock me unconscious if I can't stop pouring my energy into the storm." Rezu was silent for a moment, "I agree to that, knock Hardcore out when soul is about to be spent." "I must lie down for this, where do you want to be?" Rezu laid herself down directly where he would lay, "I be your body pillow, Rezu will comfort Hardcore while casting and protect as well. So lay on top me and cast." "Alright, just don't try to grope me until I'm finished with the summons, or we'll both be killed." Rezu smiled, "Agreed." Hardcore took a moment to change forms, turning into a human version of himself (actually his original self). "I don't want to add any extra weight to ya, but don't comment." He lay on top of her and began to gather his will. He opened his trench coat and unbuttoned his shirt to reveal a strange chest symbol, which suddenly glowed brightly. That chest symbol shot straight into the sky like a beacon, a beacon from which clouds began to form. Lightening and thunder poured from the fast growing mass, striking random bolts of lightening began to cause all the mechanical guardians to malfunction.

"That felt oddly easier... Like the sigil was pushed away from us." "I put the spell on you, remember? The seventh line was 'Thunder harm us not'. The seven elements of the world can neither harm nor impede you." "Interesting, is there an incantation to hide us?" "Clap your hands and say 'nocto vira wari kon' and think of vanishing." Hardcore did so and to his amazement watched Rezu and him fade and become like a shadow. "The shadowcloak is a useful spell to hide in shadows. It is Master's favorite." "So that is how he disappeared like he did." "Yes, and that is just a basic one. Practice and you can possess metal objects with Terra Alchemy." "Possess?" Rezu rematerialized and held out a hand and one of the guardians started to move. It then disassembled itself and took the form of Rezu's face. "This is only a minor one still, but with it you can spy without getting caught." it spoke with Rezu's voice. Rezu then touched it and it turned into small metal pellets. Rezu placed the pellets into her bag. "One rule of alchemy is nothing is created nor destroyed, just changed or displaced. remember to carry some materials with you." "So how is an Alchemic Doll created?" "Usually with a body, those carry the sigil 'nature' I was created by wrapping some hair and blood in a shell of earthly materials and water, hence the sigil 'artificial' on my forehead" "Hair and blood?" "Yes, Brenda's hair, a handful, and Master's blood, a pint." "So, you are..." "Like a daughter to Master. I used to call him father, before I read about what I am."

Hardcore mused, "I think I'll stick to the potions and enhancements, no offence but to bind a soul... Never mind." Rezu squeezed his shoulder, "Not bound, I dead, bound I live, now I aid Hardcore." The man smiled, "This is true, but though you do not feel the pain, I feel the pain of what you are. Not that it is a pain mind you. Geez, I'm not making sense. Onward!" He laughed. "Um... Your form, you change now," Rezu asked. He shook his head, "Sorry, I'm stuck with this form for about an hour. This is the only form I can't readily change out of. While weak in strength and speed like this, I'm nearly immune to all magical attacks. That is of course depending on the casters' power, in this case I'm pretty much screwed. Well, providing Heartburn still has her allies with her. Oh, and I can't fly now. We're stuck hoofing it, which might be a good thing, it seems Heartburn has taken this storm as an attack and released upgraded drones to weather the lingering storm." Rezu smiled, "This good?" "Yes indeed! She only sent out flying drones, so as long as we stay hidden we can walk right up to the castle. Besides, I'm sure you have a hidden entrance or passage to get in there," Hardcore grinned back.

"As I mentioned, the sunken passage to my room is our best bet. The lich spell will allow you to breath water regardless of quality. The spell is linked to your spirit, so in any form it will remain until the full moon in 20 nights." "Twenty nights I will have these markings?" "You do not like sigils?" Rezu asked, "Then I shall hide them." With a touch the symbols faded. "The spell is still there, only hidden like our presence here." Hardcore raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?" "Master placed safeguards to ensure our safety. Paladins have spells to locate vampires. Sigil of Yami hides all power in greater power. You have felt it?" "I felt a suffocating presence, yes." "That is Yami, one of the deities of power, the goddess of hidden things. Her twin Hikari is the god of all seen. His sigil is at paladin's temple. Great Sigils cannot be moved, nor displaced. They were here before us and will remain after. Remain out of sight and she cannot find us." "Then how did you use scrying?" "We do not. The orb is like an eye, cannot see all around. Scry is more mind, like psychic sight, and thus unusable." "Do you know if Heartburn can make those orbs?" "Only Alchemic Dolls can create orbs like that in here. Heartburn lacks the connection to do so." "Connection?" Hardcore asked. "Yes, the connection to the void, I have only a fragment of Brenda's soul, her love of Father. I do not have of her memories. And I do not apply to death. Bitch used a object to blow me apart. Very hot, lots of metal. Fire behind it, and about three kilograms of iron and copper alloy." "That is a Friggin rocket launcher. How in the hell did you survive?" "Master used all elements to create me, I cannot be killed by any physical means that derive from any earthly element. Only Alchemy can harm me. The gloves that protect you from the spell were once mine. Bitch is not able to use third level alchemy, and she cannot read Deserti to learn it." "So you are safe?" Hardcore asked. "Not from Master, Nicholas or you." she answered "Nicholas? Is he a rat with a grey blindfold?" "Yes, Nicholas taught Master alchemy. He is handsome, and smart." "That rat kept leading me away from Jack. Now I know why." "Nicholas was a Alchemic Hunter. one of the allies of paladin cult. He saw a friend in Master, and as punishment, he was blinded by alchemic fire. Nicholas was the one who told Master to put Brenda's love in a doll to allow it to not fade." "I see..." "Come, the tunnel awaits." As they swam through the water, Hardcore took mental notes on the directions in case they needed to get out quickly. Rezu ran her finger across a stone wall, creating a symbol on it. The stone wall changed into a door. She waved the man to follow. Inside was a large pink room with paintings of Nicholas. In the center was a bed made of pillows, all different colors. At the end of the bed was a book. "Ha," Rezu said, "She is trying to decipher Deserti, and doing a poor job of it." "Why?" Hardcore asked. "That is one of my learning books, she translated 'the quick jackalope hopped over the lazy brown fox' as 'fast rabbit jumped under a fence,' so she cannot read ancient Deserti." "That is a relief, at least she still needs her drones." Rezu took Hardcore's hand and said, "Nocto vira wari kon." In an instant they were like shadows, "Master does not use lights here, all is dark and gloomy." "Yes, but Heartburn does." "Not here, I can feel all is dark." Hardcore looked around, he could only feel electricity in one location, the strategy room. The room where the air was dry enough to run a generator without risking a short. "Yes, I can feel the whole castle. I cannot see anything but I can feel it. Can she though?" "Not at her level, you cannot do this without the gloves. This is too strenuous if not trained." "So what is the plan?" "We catch her and try out Mr. Buzzy." Hardcore realized why she was helping him... to get to her and explore her sexually. "You got to be fricking kidding!" "I take sex very seriously, and trying out new things is my only pleasure. I have her feelings in me, those feelings are my only connection to Master." "she wasn't kidding" Hardcore thought.

Hardcore chuckled softly and hugged Rezu, "You silly diabolical vessel, I will try to ensure you can have your way with Heartburn. But trust me, I'm still about freaked out." The rabbit shrugged happily, "You understand somewhat now, Master will find this of interest also I think." The man began to walk to the door, "Well, as long as ya understand that I kinda understand... I don't feel too good all a sudden... Blood curse..." Hardcores' body began to flow like wax, reforming into a Unicus. "Sputther, phuf pwrruppt, huff!" Rezu admired the massive horse scrotum before asking, "I not understand this, what you say?" Hardcore could only make guttural horse sounds, then he quieted and looked Rezu in the eye, sending a direct telepathic message to Rezu, "That bitch hit me with an internal trap well before you gave me those protective garments. It was a time out spell to cause me to transform, and since this is my most unused form, bingo me." The rabbit cocked her head, "Well, the armor still hang onto you, gloves still there, should be no problem." The unicus shook his head, "Big prob, I can't talk, only use mental communication. And I'm stuck with using only raw power, which is now the only thing that will affect me aside from physical harm."

Rezu just shrugged silently. Still looking her in the eyes, the unicus seemed to grin, "But Heartburn kinda messed up here. Horses are known for their ability to smell a sexually worked up woman. So please pardon me a moment to sniff your womanhood and we'll be going after the target." Hardcore bent his head down to inhale the vaginal scent of Rezu a few nose full. He then began to sniff at the air in the room, "Only heartburn has been in this room, but I do indeed smell another woman here besides you two. Climb on my back, I will cause us to warp from room to room to speed our search. If you wish to talk to me just pat my neck so that I will make eye contact with you to speak." Rezu climbed onto Hardcore the unicus' back and they soon galloped thru the twisting corridors and chambers until they reached an open courtyard roughly in the center of the complex. While the unicus sniffed the air to try and a certain the location of their targets, Rezu patted Hardcore's neck. He turned to meet her eyes and realized she was absolutely blushing and horny. "This ride, I need to ride you. Your powerful gallop and massive horse manhood, I need it," she panted. The unicus crossed his eyes briefly, "But what about Heartburn and Minerva? Sorry, but I thought you were a lez."

"My name, Rezu Ben, it does mean lesbian. But I was created by Brenda's love for Master. So I am really Bisexual." She cooed. "Rezu, this is no ti-" Hardcore tried to say before Rezu broke eye contact. The rabbit slid down and swung under the unicus. With deft motions she teased and lured his penis out of the sheath. "Oooh, nice. I like this very much." Hardcore tried to get away, but Rezu already had his member in her mouth. His body refused to obey. His every thought was ecstasy. When she got the penis fully erect, she turned over on all fours. "Please Hardcore-sama, make love to me. Have your way with me. I want, no, Need you to Fuck me!" Hardcore couldn't resist. Rezu already pulled her pants down revealing her flower, delicate and pure. Without thinking he mounted her. "Yes, that is good. Worry not, I am very strong. You will not harm me." Hardcore began thrusting, in out in out in a rhythm. Faster, harder, Rezu panting and moaning. Hardcore grunting and swinging his head to and fro. In short time they arched in perfect synch. Screaming, whinnying, orgasming. Rezu fell in satisfaction, reaching out, she regain eye contact, "Good horse, good Hardcore." "Rezu, that was incredible. I was afraid I was going to hurt you." Rezu closed her eyes, her body slumping and she gasped. Hardcore nudged her. Rezu opened her eyes, and to his shock they were green as the grass. "Rezu?" Hardcore asked. The rabbit stood up. Dusted herself off and pulled her pants up. "Rezu, either you have definitely lowered your standards or got real desperate." She said in a mature, familiar tone. Hardcore stood up and stared at her. "Easy big boy. I mean you no harm. Rezu must have had a ball with you." "Who are you?" he asked, "and what did you do with Rezu?" "Eh? You talk?" the new entity asked, "Rezu just went to sleep, She always sleeps after a good round of sex." "Answer the first question!" "Hold your horses... Okay that was not intentional, My name is not important. Let's just say that I am her roommate." Hardcore moved towards her. "Now hang on there buddy boy, nobody gets that close but Jack." "Buddy boy? I haven't heard that in a while." "Yeah well, I'm old. You wouldn't understand." "Actually... Yes I would. An old friend called me that often, and I would call her fuzz butt." The entity locked her gaze at him. Her green eyes almost glowing. His eyes widened. "Brenda? Brenda Von Haresing?" "That is my name. So who are you... Alex? Is that you? Good gravy, what happened? Never mind, I have a feeling." "Jack used your soul to make Rezu?" "Yeah, I told him that our love would never die. And it hasn't." Brenda said grinning. She walked over to him. "So many enchantments, wards, curses, protection, wild magic, alchemy... How did you survive all this?" Hardcore raised a hoof and she saw it. "My gloves, how did you get my gloves. Why in the hell are you wearing them... How in the hell are you wearing them." "No idea... Somehow the gloves stay on." "Well, I have some good news and bad news. Good news, I think the gloves maintained some of your normal form." "And the bad?" "Well, two bad... one, it's gonna hurt like hell, and two, you might not survive." Before he could answer, Brenda yanked the gloves off him and hit him with both palms. "Extert verti nocti bulti verl kurch!" Hardcore's body seemed to explode. Pain, pleasure, fear calm all at the same time. He saw the beginning of time and the end of it. Hardcore opened his eyes and saw his hand, furry and white. "I couldn't get you past this point, but at least you aren't in unicus form anymore." "Thank you. How did you do that?" "Rezu's spell contained the curses and gave me a handhold on them." "But what about the unicus curse?" "Obliterated. Alchemy is stronger here than mahojin, wild magic. But I now know why she liked the form you took." "Was that normal? Her getting that excited?" "No, Usually she contains her lust. But the huge schlong must have been too much to pass up." Brenda grinned. As they turned around, Brenda smacked her lips. "Please tell me she didn't give you a blowjob." Hardcore turned away. "Do you have mouthwash handy?" "No, I don't." "That bitch, Now I gotta live with penis breath until she wakes up, BLEH!!" Hardcore laughed.

"Well, when ya asked for mouth wash I thought you were leaning on killing germs, but I do have this, " Hardcore realized his form was not quite complete. "Eh, a moment, I need to regain my normal form." His current form became like glowing plasma energy, which suddenly shifted in shape and size. "You are one weird looking unicorn, Alex," Brenda said, taking note of the odd sharp ears that had no ear canal, his all purplish gray fur except for the shock of his pristine white face, and those dull blood red eyes. He shrugged while digging in the left top inside pocket of his trench coat, handing her a small square object wrapped in silver foil, "It is electrolyte and vitamin gum. Trust me, it'll get rid of the taste in your mouth and replace it with an orange sports drink flavor. Sorry, but that I would assume is better than nothing." She made a sour face as she chewed the square, "It does help. But how the hell did you wind up like that? In the alien looking unicorn form?" Hardcore coughed in embarrassment, "Well, the quick version is: I was suckered by a very evil sorcerer to think that a group of do gooders was actually evil. I in turn helped the sorcerer into capturing all the good guys, then his true colors came out and I got tossed into the same dungeon as them. When I came to, that bastard was gloating and explained the whole plot. Once I learned that I was duped, I apologized to them and explained my side of the story and picked the locks on everyone's cell. "Well, just when we were about to all escape, a poorly built giant robot blocked our way out, the good guys were concentrating on the machine when I realized it was a trap. That sorcerer was behind us quietly building up a massive "turn to evil spell", so I played hero and jumped in the path of that spell. The last thing I remember is the machine being brought down and the sorcerer yelling, 'You fool! That spell was meant to turn all of you evil, your heart will explode from absorbing that as an individual.' So my human form changed into a spidery limbed gargoyle thing that was all burnt up, so I was told." Brenda shuddered, "That must have hurt." The unicorn shrugged, "I died, my heart plain old stopped, or so all thought. I think while in a sense I was dead, my heart just pumped REALLY slowly so no one could detect a beat. Anyhow, the group felt sorry for me and had set up a funeral service to honor me. Well, a female member of the group wanted to make me an honorary member, as a whole they all agreed. So, as a farewell gesture, they chose to bind themselves to me as a family member and all at once hit me with a soul connection. Heh, probably more of what one would consider something like a "Care Bear Stare". At that moment, I went from charbroiled gargoyle to my current mister weird and furry."

"Jack seemed to think it was a demon who did this to you." "Well Lord Higuri was a half demon." "And the paladins must have registered as angelics because of the holy armor." Brenda said. Hardcore thought for a moment. "Makes sense." Well, we need to get those sigils active." Brenda put her hand in her pants. "Where is it?" A squishing sound emanated. "I know it's here." Chup chup chup Brenda started to blush. Chup chup chup squish She began to blush and pulled her pants down and stuck two fingers in. Chup chup squish chup squish "Did you shove it all the way up there?" Brenda asked as she blushed deeper. Chupchupchupsquishchupchup In the act of orgasming, a black gem fell out. "Alex," She said, "this is a necrostone." As Brenda made a collar for the gem, Hardcore said, "Considering where it's been, I'm not sure I want to wear it. "Tough, I don't want anyone but Jack, Rezu and me to wear these." "So you are aware of each other?" "Yes, Rezu and I are aware of each other and we talk about Jack all the time. And while he sleeps, I lie with him and think about the life we shared." "So Jack is..." "No he isn't. He doesn't know that my soul has rejoined. And you will not tell him." "Yes ma'am!" "Now Rezu has a gift for you." Brenda walked to the closet and pulled out an axe that looked like Frostnova, but it was red." "Say hello to Frostnova's twin, Flaredwarf." Frostnova seemed to glow and as he swung both axes, they sang the pure song of battle." "Brenda, I have this." Hardcore said as he held out the black sword. "Yamishi! You lovely unicorn, you have made me happy." "Why?" "Because, Yamishi has Slicewarp." Slicewarp was something he remembered well. Jack would cut the weapons of wizards and the pieces would wind up at a random location. A familiar voice called out, "Blood, I smell the fine intoxicating liquor of life!" "Jack is here," Brenda said. "We must hurry in shadowcloak to beat Master to her," Rezu said. "We will, sweet Rezu. You will use Mr. Buzzy on her." "Brenda? Are you on her side?" "When you share a body, you compromise." Good Gravy Hardcore thought.

"But now the question is, which way to go," Brenda glanced about the many corridors. Hardcore pointed to the small bag that hung at the rabbits slender waist, "Rezu had dissolved a robot I took out and indicated that the pellets could be used for searching." "Eh? I didn't even remember that. At least you still have your brains Alex," she winked and dropped a number of pellets on the ground. The unicorn raised an eyebrow, "You can actually control more than one?" "Yes, but only I will be able to see the images due to their number," Brenda said, bending down to hold her hands over the pellets while muttering words. The pellets abruptly changed form and sped off in all different directions. The transformation was so quick that Hardcore could not tell what they changed into. He remained silent, so as not to break the concentration required for the spell.

Hey, Hardcore. It's Carr. You alright now bud? Nearly, I'm fully repaired but need to recover my fluid levels. That's great news bud! One problem, we'll have a guest joining us. Eh? Who? Your... Adopted daughter... Mystic Heart Wolf.

Hardcore fell to his knees, his mouth gaping in terror. A wild anger filled the unicorn, he remembered how he found her abused and battered. She is way too pure to be here in this seeming orgy of fantasy.

DENIED!!! Understand that Carr, she is not allowed here! Uh, boss, she already knows your intentions. She was sweeping out the glass from me when she discovered the stash of Minerva's items. Ask me if I care, DENIED!!! Crap, she just made this a 3-way conversation. Hi, daddy. Mystic Heart, I will not allow you to come here. Final answer! If you want a ride back you'll let me go, I already placed a locator rune on Carr. I truly hope you didn't mess up my paint job, I've been working on my gloss for weeks. Carr! Get a grip! Look honey, this is turning out to be a really weird rescue operation. It's more like an orgy set up I think. Hey! I'm 22 now! I think my childhood past can be forgotten by now! Girl, I know you are more powerful than me in magic, but do you really think your mind has mended that deep of a wound? One way to find out, see ya in a bit dad! Sorry sir, I'll go as slow as I can. Geh... All my hard work for nothing... Brief her on all you know, she'll just make a mental link to me and teleport here if I tell ya not to hurry. Please take good care of her, and kill any fucker that lays a finger on her naughty style! Copy that sir!

Hardcore idly burned in impotent rage, then noticed that smoke was wisping from his shoulder. He reached to his back and found that Flaredwarf was getting VERY warm. At the same time, he realized that Frostnova was becoming restless as well. He drew them out, holding them before him to examine their agitation. Flaredwarf ignited with a vengeance as Frostnova howled with alarm, it is then in the shining reflection of Frostnova's' blade he saw the source of annoyance. A titanic mechanical spider with appendages that a straight man would be terrified of, is descending upon them with Heartburn on its' back.

"Run!" Hardcore yelled. Brenda broke concentration and drew Yamishi to fight. The two axes in Hardcore's hands enveloped his arms in ice and flames. "Alex, you get the bitch while I try to destroy the spider," Brenda yelled. "Right." Just as the two got ready to start the attack, a shadowy thing erupted from the walls. Before she could react, Heartburn was knocked off the spider. The figure stood on the machine, tendrils of a cloak wavered as if in a breeze. A clawed hand reached out of the cloak and buried itself into the spider's head. Then it leapt off of the machine and streaked past the falling Heartburn. Blood erupted from her neck, arms, torso and legs. As it landed, Hardcore saw the red eyes peering out of the darkness of the hood. The figure leapt back up thirty feet to the spider again pummeling it as oil flowed like visceral fluids from the robot. "What is that?" Hardcore asked Brenda. "Jack." Brenda said. "What?" Rezu's voice spoke, "Has Master not showed you his true form?" "True form?" "Yes," Brenda said, "Jack is a vampire of near ancient age, with age comes power. He also drained many demons of their blood, gaining more power." Wings, bat like and leathery, appeared from the cloak. Brenda fell to the ground, her eyes turned pink again. "Master got to her before us. I wanted to try out Mr. Buzzy." Hardcore looked over to the body of Heartburn noticing that there was little blood near her. The thought of how fast she was drained sickened him. "Jack! Why haven't you used that form before?" Jack looked at the unicorn with blood red eyes, "This form is short-lived, It uses too much blood to maintain without a bloodbath." "What will you do now?" "Hunt down Urotsudoji, the Overfiend. The werewolf was the last one to see him. Now his link is severed. He must come after me in person." Before Hardcore could say anything, Jack flew out the window into the night. "Brenda, where would he go?" "Brenda cannot speak, I have awaken fully. If you need her, I need to sleep again." "And you only sleep either in the day..." The thought hit him like a rock. "Yes, Hardcore-sama, I need to be fucked. And you are the only one here that can." "FUCK!" "Yes, do me"

Once again, as he stammered and back pedaled, Rezu had his pants down and was on top of him, "How is it that I go thru a lifetime of celibate loser to an organ grinder in the space of a few hours?" Her exposed breasts bounced invitingly with every thrust, Hardcore gently cupped them together and massaged them tenderly as he kissed and sucked them. He began to give her his own thrusts, a moment later she shrieked and her eyes glazed over. It seemed like she was trying to say something, but the exertion left her breathless. Shortly there after, he unloaded and just lay there as she continued to grind away, dropping on his chest. Hardcore realized something, she was out cold and still humping him. Either that or... Moving Rezu's head to the side, he saw a frightening sight. Wearing a large strap on penis, Heartburn was happily pounding Rezu's ass. "What the fuck! You're alive," Hardcore exclaimed, hurriedly pulling up his pants. Heartburn smiled at him, huffing in rhythm with her thrusts, "I'm a werewolf, remember? I die, get sent to the Umbra, then I heal and use my totemic anchor to return. Unh! Oh~ she's got a great ass!" Heartburn's body convulsed as she orgasmed, the vaginal fluids making a small puddle on the floor. Hardcore finally adjusted himself, "This is odd... At one point you're trying to kill us, now it's like buddy buddy ville. What gives?" Breathing heavily and slowly removing the shit flecked and dripping strap on, "No, I wanted to slow you both down. Ungh! I've been done with the killing since you and your crew beat the crap outta us." She let out a huge sigh, then pitched the strap on across the floor, a moment later followed by a frighteningly large butt plug. "Nngh... Mmm," Emanated from the prone form of Rezu, who will now be Brenda for some time. "Wow, that bitch has stamina, I can't even go another round yet," Heartburn massaged her wet pussy. "I don't get you. I know full and well that you are 100% lez, yet you joined me in banging her and you still stand before me nude. I'm a guy ya know," the unicorn spoke in frustration. She laughed, "I remember you from then, even after we changed you from human to that which you are, inadvertently I admit. But honor is something that is never broken by you. How do you think you wound up in this unicorn form? It is because you met the strictest conditions that nature itself chose to allow your creation as you are." Brenda stood up slowly, "Again? Rezu, your urges! Eh? My ass hurts, and I'm dripping spooge, Hardcore?" "Eh... My dear Brenda, please allow me to introduce you to the source of the pain in your ass, Heartburn the werewolf. Now an unknown player in events," he said, bowing in the direction of Heartburn. Brenda gathered herself up quickly. The werewolf chuckled, "Well, to be honest, this was the first chance I've had to do it with a male I trust, he didn't even realize I was there until you went out cold." Hardcore saw the confusion in Brenda's eyes, "Rezu demanded attention and while she was on top of me I didn't see Heartburn attacking you anus. My apologies." Shaking her head as if to clear it, "Wait a sec, I thought you were dead!" The unicorn interrupted Heartburns laughter, "Werewolves are protected once they enter the first cycle of life, they are given the one and only weakness of their parents choosing. Fail to meet the condition of the weakness, no dead werewolf." Heartburn licked her own fluids from her fingertips, "By the way, if you want that mink back, follow me. I just wanted to borrow her for a bit, hadn't had the chance to do a mink until now."

Brenda grinned and cracked her knuckles. "Tell me wolf, ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight?" "Why do you ask?" Heartburn asked her. "Because unlike most people, I know 4000 means of killing you. And I think I can get through about half of them before Rezu wakes again." "Aren't you Rezu?" "No, My name is Brenda. In life I was a hunter. I hunted Jack and before then I hunted a werewolf named Heartbreak." "How do you know that name?" "I hunted him. I got to death number 2097 before he stayed dead." She means business thought Hardcore, "Heartburn, I think we need to see Minerva... soon." "Oh, almost forgot," Brenda said, "The fecal like material is actually decaying matter. Rezu doesn't eat normal things," she said as she spat out the gum, "No throat. She takes in the materials to repair by osmosis." Heartburn looked at the strap-on with disgust. The green eyes of the white rabbit turned pink. "Hey, wolfy... I got something for you..." Rezu pulled out a vibrator and grinned. Hardcore took a step back. Without warning Rezu tackled the werewolf and jabbed the vibrator into the moist vagina. "I wanted to do that to you after you kicked me out of my room!" Heartburn tried to answer but could not form the words between orgasms. After a few minutes of the buzzing pounding, Heartburn's eyes rolled to the top of her head, and passed the smooth out. "That was a record time!" Hardcore said. "Three hundred years of practice!" Rezu said grinning ear to ear, before her eyes turned back to green. "Maybe now that she did that, she'll remain asleep." "Awww... I miss her bubbly attitude already," Hardcore teased. "Remember, she swings both ways with that thing." "Shutting up now." Brenda looked over the unconscious werewolf, "Maybe she should have waited to build up her blood supply before attacking Rezu's ass." Hardcore glanced at her, "Build up her what?" "Wolves need to build up their blood supply after major injuries, before they can do much." "So it wasn't the orgasms that knocked her out?" He asked. Brenda shook her head. "So what do we do with the limp doggy?" Brenda grabbed an arm, "Hope Jack doesn't find out that she lived through the attack." "Why?" "All he can eat buffet." Hardcore's eyes widened. Of course

Brenda looked him in the eyes, "What is it with you and her anyhow? Why do you protect such a miserable creature?" Hardcore actually managed to blush and sweat beaded on his forehead, "To be honest, I don't like violence, nor killing, nor a lot of ideas you probably have in your head. But I do this all to prevent more of the violence and killing and other crap I can't even dream to explain." She realized he had something else to say, but was holding it back, "And?" The unicorn's expression changed a few times before finally relaxing, "I knew her pack, well after her ousting that is. She killed so many of them that knew how to prevent her from returning from the dead, in fact all of them, even her mother. Since Heartburn chose to study thaumaturgy, she was cast out of the pack, due to the irreverence to nature and totem spirits. In hate, she joined other werekind and even became part of a technocracy, and thus having her soul removed. This body she now inhabits is nothing to her but an old shell waiting to be discarded, she lied to say it is because she is a werewolf." Brenda pursed her lips, "Kinda following but really not getting any insight here." Making a gesture that resembles the indication of an orb, Hardcore continued, "Think of it in the terms that her existence is not either here in the physical realm nor in the etheric, due to the ousting, Heartburn actually lives in a universe of her own."

A mental message from Carr interrupted Hardcore's explanation, Hardcore, sorry but we are here and your child went and phased out on me, so watch out! WHAM!!! She's here already and tackled me already, next time give me at least a five minute warning. Sorry boss, I will remember. "Daddy," Hardcore heard as he cartwheeled about thirty feet with someone hugging him. As usual, she was sitting on top of him, squeezing like hell and peppering nearly every inch of his face with dainty kisses. He simply lay there with a "is it over yet" expression on his face, "Mystic Heart, one of these days you're gonna do that when I have nearly no life left in me and wind up killing me." Cheerily she replied, "That's no prob pop, I'll just rip your soul back from who ever or where ever again." He grimaced, "Still no care for my feelings on the matter..." Mystic Heart teased his electric blue hair, "Oh sure, it hurts like hell to be yanked and reinserted, get over it." Brenda announced her presence with a clearing of throat, "Ahem."

"Hello!" Mystic Heart said cheerfully. "Well," Brenda said, "we put Rezu to sleep, yet gain her back in another form." "I don't think Mystic is as bad as Rezu, I mean at least Mystic doesn't have a fascination with odd toys." "That reminds me, I brought the sack with me." Mystic said as she pulled the sack from behind her. "Hahahaha... You were saying Alex?" "Never mind." The trio shoved Heartburn into the closet in Rezu's room. "So," the unicorn said, "What will happen to her." "Well, she will refuse food for a few days, drink lots of water, sleep and when she gets better... will become ravenous." "Ravenous?" Mystic Heart asked. "Yes, she will eat anything edible to get her vitamins. I have seen Mark Wolffe eviscerate a entire wildebeest and did not even cook it after he got hurt and lost blood." "I don't think she needed to hear that." Hardcore said. "Raw? How do you eat meat raw?" "Mr. Wolffe is a werewolf friend of mine. He can change back and forth at will. His normal form is about five feet six inches, When he goes beastie he can achieve a eight foot form." "Wow, that is big." Mystic said. "Yes it is. Jack knows him. better said would be fought him. In his true form." "Guessing would be that is how he got hurt." "Yep." "COOL..." Mystic said. Great Hardcore thought.

"Shall we go free your girlfriend dad," Mystic asked. "Ah, sure, but I'm not sure you want to come with us. I think Minerva is in an unladylike like condition at this moment," Hardcore replied. His daughter laughed, "I already know what kind of condition she's in and man does she have a great body, I need to firm up a little more myself to get like that. You both met at the gym didn't you? Guess I need to show up there to meet some hot guys and sculpt my figure." The unicorn just shook his head moaned. Brenda stifled a sharp laugh. Suddenly the room they were in was replaced by another room, followed by a disorienting feeling, "We're here! Oh, Minerva you poor dear, what kind of contraption is this," the wolf announced. Brenda muttered, "Whoa." Hardcore steadied himself and muttered, "I wish you would tell us before you teleport us somewhere." "Oops, sorry dad, I forgot you are not used to teleportation. Anyhow, how does one undo this thing she's in," Mystic Heart never missed a cheery beat. He turn towards Mystic Heart and promptly turned beet red, the position Minerva was in told him that she had been well used. Surprisingly though, she didn't look stressed out, just rather indignant of her situation. The mink is held in an "all fours" position by a number of strange gadgets and locking restraints, including a simple rope tied from her throat to keep her tail from covering her. Brenda quietly began to untie the rope as Mystic mused about the gadgets. Hardcore went up and gently removed the gag ball from her mouth, "I don't know why this happened to you, but I promise we'll get you out of here and safely home." Minerva actually laughed, "Don't worry, I'm fine. Yes, it was horrible to be abducted and installed in this thing, but that weirdo didn't accomplish what she wanted, to make me orgasm first." This was not the response the unicorn expected, his expression immediately turned to perplexed. Mistaking the confused look on his face, Minerva embellished, "That nutball knew you guys were on your way and stated that her only goal was to make me cum before she did. When you attacked and I laughed at her, she gagged me and assaulted my rump, still she spooged and I didn't. So she went to deal with you guys and I watched the whole thing on that screen in from of me."

Uh, boss, you are not going to believe this... But a tiny version of a nude Heartburn just landed on my hood and stuck a note on my windshield. And she said to tell you to announce, "Computer, release subject 14,869 from containment." Then, a metallic bird flew by and she hopped on it and flew away. Oh boy, copy that, what does the note say? I can't read it, the text is on the other side facing away from me, sorry. It's ok. Hardcore faced what looked like a computer terminal and spoke out loud, "Computer, release subject 14,869 from containment." All the restraining devices released their hold on Minerva and stowed themselves away, causing her to rest on the table. The unicorn glanced about, "Minerva? Where did she put your clothes?" "The loony broad tore them off of me on the way here and started eating me out, so I have none," Minerva said as she lowered herself from the table. "No problem there," Mystic exclaimed with glee, "So what do you want? A dress, a formal gown perhaps, or just a racy swim suit?" "Honestly, underwear, a simple shirt, and pants will do nicely," Minerva shrugged. "Alrighty then, stand with your arms and legs apart and lets make some magic," the wolf enthusiastically said. Hardcore turned away as Minerva assumed the position, Brenda walked over and stood in front of him. "A question for you Alex, how did you know to speak the release command," the rabbit asked. Carr said a tiny version of Heartburn hopped on his hood, stuck a note on his windshield and told him to tell me the release code," the unicorn replied. "What! She is free? Impossible," Brenda spat. Multicolored light filled the room as fabric began to form on Minerva's body. "Yes, I know she has clones of herself stashed all over the place, and since they are all dead until she inhibits them we have no chance to know where the closest ones are for her to control. Hmm... That means the corpse that now resides in Rezu's closet should be disposed of before it begins to decompose," Hardcore said solemnly. "All done," Mystic announced. They all turned to examine Minerva, now wearing figure hugging denim jeans, a white shirt, and a light denim jacket, with a pair of electric blue sneakers to boot. The mink examined herself in the three way mirror that Mystic had conjured up, "Very nice indeed and I've never worn more comfortable underwear, although the cut is a tad odd." The wolf replied, "Designed to compliment your figure! Now let's go see Heartburn's supposed corpse." They were back in Rezu's room, everyone but Mystic Heart was reeling from the teleportation spell. Mystic opened the closet and confirmed that the body of Heartburn is indeed past dead, since it had already begun to decay. "I warned ya, her body is just a shell waiting to be cast aside," Hardcore said, fanning away the decaying stench.

"Well, nothing that we haven't dealt with before," Brenda said as she grabbed the corpse by the arm. She dragged it over to what appeared as a bed until she pulled the blanket away. There in front of them was a long tub of some type viscous liquid. Brenda hefted the corpse into the tub and in mid fall it liquefied. "This is Rezu's 'bed'. And yes I just turn the corpse into a fluid. This body can use this to heal." Everyone looked shocked, except Mystic Heart, who just said "Cool." Minerva noticed that Brenda walked oddly. "Um... Brenda was it? Are you okay?" "Yeah, I'm fine. The bitch assaulted my ass before we found you." "I can empathize." "Thank you. Now I need to climb in," Brenda said as she stripped of her clothing, "Heartburn tore my ass up something fierce." No matter how often he saw her body, Hardcore couldn't stop blushing. As she climbed in he saw the damage, the tear almost went to the vagina. "Are you hurting?" "Not as much as if I still had my body." Mystic Heart cocked her head to the side. "Mystic, that is your name right? This body I am in is not mine, it's Rezu's-" "Ah, pinkeyes." Mystic interrupted "Yes, pinkeyes. My body was brown furred with blonde hair. And near the end of my life had both legs up to the thighs replaced with Alchemic Doll legs." Hardcore sputtered, "Those weren't tan lines?" "Not that white, Alex. I lost my legs in a battle with a pyromancer. He used firebomb and my cute toes became fatalities." Mystic smiled, "You must have been lucky that someone could do that for you." "He would have killed for me, so remaking my legs by memory was nothing to him. Probably gave him an excuse to rub them in his face." "Oooh, Kinky." Mystic said with a impish grin. "So it was-" Hardcore started to say. "Me," a voice called from above. A shadowy figure dropped from the ceiling. "Jack!" Brenda yelled. "Brenda? Is that really you?" "Yes, I am in this body." she answered. Jack grabbed the Alchemic Doll in a loving embrace. "I thought I lost you," Jack said in tears, "Why didn't you say anything?" "Rezu thinks of you as Father. I thought it would be confusing to tell you." "I understand. I listened in after you turned my victim to goo." "Um," Mystic said, "You are getting goo all over you." Jack turned to her with glowing eyes, "Ask me if I care." Mystic jumped behind Hardcore, "Red eyes... Red eyes!" Jack leaned around the unicorn, "Are you okay? I didn't mean to scare you that badly." "Red eyes in the dark, blood flowing into a river, fangs in its jaws, black cactus and rum." Brenda perked up, "Black cactus and rum. Joachim has a clan marking of a cactus and smells of spiced rum." Jack turned to Brenda, "Joachim died by my claws fifteen years ago." "Damn it," Hardcore yelled, "That was when something attacked Mystic Heart." "In the Forest of the Clouds?" Jack asked. "Yes, how do you know?" Brenda said, "That is where Jack killed Joachim of the Cactus Clan." She pointed at a stuffed head on the wall of Rezu's room. Mystic Heart trembled, then calmed down. "That is the Nightmare of the Clouds. He is the one." Mystic said. "Damn it all. I knew this was no place for you." Hardcore said fuming. "I feel a bit better, Dad," she said. "I still think this was not a good place for you." Jack kissed Brenda and beckoned the others to follow, "We will continue later, the sun is coming up. We need to rest. There are guestrooms next door." Hardcore yawned, "You may be right. Is the castle safe?" "Nothing is completely safe, but nothing should happen." Hardcore looked out the window and saw huge spires erupting from the ground. "What is happening?" "I encase my home in rock to keep others out." "Oh, well I feel better now." Hardcore said as he saw Brenda's eyes dull in the goo. "Sleep well, my love," Jack said as he curled up in the closet on a cushion.

Hardcore played bedtime with them, but he had the opposite curse that engaged Jack, the unicorn is never allowed to sleep. None knew of this except Carr. Hey mon, all the others are asleep, ya willing to take the mink home? Yes sir, all I need is the drop off point! Understood, coordinates will be confirmed shortly. As all snoozed, Hardcore awakened Minerva, "It is time to get you home to rest, we can meet again another time." "Nnnkay.... But don't run away." "Sorry, I must, but I will return should you wish...."

As the unicorn led Minerva toward the entrance they saw a wolf in a pair of martial arts pants doing strange katas (practice moves). "Hello," he said not even looking at them, "You won't get out from here. Jack sealed the entire castle in rock." Minerva took a step forward, "Who are you?" "My apologies," he said. "My name is Mark, Mark Wolffe." "I'm Minerva, Minerva Mink and this is-" "Alex Hardcore," Mark interrupted, "the one who fought with then against Jack." "You know me?" Hardcore asked. "I know of you, not personally." "Well the tunnel is still an option" Hardcore said. "The flooded tunnel? You can survive the experience, but her?" "What do you suggest?" Hardcore fumed. "My room's tunnel is clear. But I don't want anyone in there." The unicorn bristled. "I am tired of your attitude." Mark shifted his stance and waved him on. Hardcore brought out the twins, Frostnova and Flamedwarf. Before Minerva could say anything, the two fighters launched at each other. "Men!" the mink huffed. Hardcore swung Frostnova down on the wolf. Mark evaded with little effort. Before the unicorn could swing the other one, Mark hit Hardcore in the chest twice. "You got to do better than that." Mark taunted. "You are quick," Hardcore said, "but we will get out of here." Mark raised his pants legs and revealed weights, "Wait, it gets better," he said as he flung the weights breaking a few of the bricks with them. Mark stood up and almost vanished. Hardcore brought the axes up in time to block a kick that knocked him back. As the wolf did another kick, Hardcore grabbed a necklace around Mark's neck. "Got you now wolf," he said before noticing that the short wolf was now looking him in the eyes. "Shit!" Hardcore said as he realized that the necklace broke. Mark grinned, "That was a gift you wanker." "This sealed your power?" "No, I control my form, that was a gift from Rezu." Minerva gasped, "He's bigger than Wilford. And better equipped." "You are a cheeky girl, Miss Mink." <Pshhht> The werewolf's eyes rolled to the back of his head. As Mark fell to the ground, Hardcore saw Rezu standing there with a gun. "Bad doggie. No eating the guests." That's Rezu alright Hardcore said. "I have problems with doggies. One fucked me in the ass and this one nosed me in under the skirt before I met you." "Is he okay?" Minerva asked. "As okay as one can be with tranquilizer in their system. He will not bother you now." "Thanks, we were trying to leave-" "No. No leaving," Rezu said, "not while I am horny." "I just screwed you less than an hour ago." I want both of you, I crave mink and unicorn. I want you to please me here," she said pointing to her crotch, "While I eat her out," Rezu said as she made a gesture of licking a vagina. "Oooh, Kinky!" Minerva said gleefully. "Why do I feel like a piece of machinery?" "I don't need to sleep and you don't sleep and I am sure Miss Mink would like to see you in action." "Ménage a trios! I haven't been to one in a while." Minerva said. "Don't you mean a foursome?" a voice asked behind them. "Please let me be mistaken, Please!" Hardcore said in prayer He turned around and saw Mystic with the strap-on Heartburn had. "I am in Hell... All eight of them!" the unicorn exclaimed. Minerva had already begun to happily strip, neatly folding her clothes in an orderly pile. Hardcore was about to try reasoning with Mystic Heart, then leapt into the air to avoid the inevitable tackle from Rezu, he almost made it this time but was still too late. While Rezu disrobed the complaining unicorn, Minerva noticed Mystic was trembling, "First time, hon? Do me a favor and remove two of those extensions and I'll happily let you tan my tail with that thing." Hardcore sputtered trying to hang on to is black boxer briefs, "Mystic, do you realize where that thing has been?" She shrugged as Minerva assisted her in the removal of the extensions, "I watched as Rezu was cleaning it, and asked her what it was for. I didn't understand it's use until she put it inside me and set it." The rabbit finally yanked his undies off and tossed them across the room by the rest of his belongings, "Poor Mystic girl orgasmed when penetrated, needs practice, "she said, lapping and sucking on Hardcore's balls. The mink guided Mystic to Rezu and Hardcore by gently tugging on the strap on, "Don't worry about being good to me, that's why I had you remove those two pieces, I know you won't have any real control. Just grab my hips and think like a canine in heat." The unicorn was now actually afraid he would not be able to please Rezu, he felt so burnt out sexually that he could not maintain an erection. The rabbit had situated herself on top of him as usual and began to grind, Minerva knelt over his face to make her pussy available to Rezu, and Mystic gently inserted her toy into the mink. The wolf's virgin utterances changed it all for Hardcore. Unlike the sexually seasoned mink and rabbit, Mystics' breathing and squeals quickly began to make the unicorns' erection stiffer than before. Rezu felt the change and buried her face deeper into Minerva's' vagina, causing her to drip fluids wildly onto Hardcore's face. He raised his hands up and assisted the intrusions into the minks' ass and pussy, causing even more fluids to flow and more tiny cries from Mystic. The wolf couldn't continue, pulling out of Minerva's' ass while still writhing in ecstasy, she flopped around on the floor. The mink then leaned back, offering the full glory of her pussy to Rezu, who eagerly pressed into her further. Suddenly, both Rezu and Minerva orgasmed, leaving a still horny unicorn with a load to blow. Then he heard Mystics' sexual agony, she didn't cum either. Taking a moment to put one of the condoms that Minerva had bought on his throbbing cock, he crawled over to the wolf and yanked the toy out of her vagina, causing another squeal to erupt. "I know your on fire and it won't go out, let me quell this flame in you," the unicorn plunged himself into her dripping pussy, gently and slowly filling her up with is dick. Her mouth opened as if to say something, but only a smile and a river of drool flowed. After only a minute of sex, she orgasmed, and still he had not. The unicorn yanked off the condom and wiped his crank shaft off before sticking it in her gasping mouth, "Drink me, and finally realize why I don't like you doing this." Mystic did as told, going a step further to massage his balls with her breasts, and finally he released his seed into her mouth.

As the wolf performed her act, Hardcore still could not release. This hasn't happened before. What is wrong? "Alex?" a voice behind him said. Hardcore turned around and saw green eyes. "Alex? What do you call yourself doing?" Mystic answered for him, "Trying to get him off. But no success." Brenda grabbed his cock and started to rub it. Hardcore twitched. She went faster... Chup chup chup chupchupchupchup... Hardcore's eyes rolled in ecstasy. "Dear, he's dry. Completely drained. Alex how many times in twenty four hours have you been assaulted by Rezu?" "This would have been four." "Ha ha haa... The average male survives Rezu only twice. So don't feel bad." Hardcore felt embarrassed still. "Quick question though," Brenda said, "Isn't she like a daughter to you?" Mystic spoke, "I used to see him as a father figure before, but now I see him as a handsome being." "You're getting very popular, Alex." Brenda said. "Yes, he is..." a deep voice came from the shadows. They looked at the door and saw Jack with a plate of chopped steak and glass of blood. "I assume that Brenda's back?" "Hi Jack. How long were you there?" "Seen everything. Must say that Rezu really puts on a show." "So you aren't angry?" Hardcore said. "Why would I be? I am a pervert in that I would watch Rezu in her hunts." Brenda laughed, "You're a Peeping Vamp!" "Honey poo snickerdoodle, I wonder if you climax, would Rezu pops out?" "And I," Brenda said, "wonder if a vampire could even keep up with her." Minerva giggled, "If we known you were there, We could have found out earlier." "Thanks, but I prefer less crowded conditions for sex." Hardcore made an attempt to get up and fell. Jack went over to Hardcore and put his hand on him. "Dehydrated, Brenda could you get some water for our old friend?" "No problem." Jack turned to Mystic and said, "So that was your first time, huh." "Yes sir." Mystic said blushing. "Should have been slower and just the two of you." Mystic look him in the eye, "You're nice. Most vampires would be less tame." "I am over three hundred years old, I've sown my wild oats in Brenda." Mystic blushed again. Jack continued, "Brenda could tell you some good ones, like midair copulation." Hardcore grabbed Jack by the arm, "Don't give her any ideas!" "No worries, she won't try that one. She is not a fan of heights." "H-h-how did you know?" Mystic said. "I was there in the Forest of the Clouds, when Joachim attacked." Mystic started to walk over to Jack before she stumbled. "Easy," Jack said, "That orgy took your equilibrium, you should wait until your legs stop throbbing." "So, Jack," Mystic said, "How many girlfriends have you had?" "Two, Bonnie Garrison then Brenda Von Haresing. "You did not look for someone else after she was killed?" Hardcore asked. "Brenda was very much a part of my soul. I could not replace her. Rezu wouldn't be here if Brenda didn't ask me to put part of her soul in an Alchemic Doll." "So Rezu wasn't a replacement?" Mystic asked. "No. She wasn't. But that is moot now that Brenda is in Rezu." "Yeah, but you still have to yiff her silly to get Brenda out." "No," Jack said, "Rezu just needs to sleep."

Hardcore sagged suddenly to the floor, abruptly his body gathered itself like Jell-O, his limbs began to thrash around wildly, shortly accompanied by his daughter. Mystic vomited and tried to control herself, making eye contact with Brenda, she tossed a an odd symbol to the rabbit body, when she captured it the rabbit exclaimed, "OH shit, everyone get the hell outta here in three hours... This is a gate to Hurricane Katrina."

Jack led Brenda and Minerva to the tunnel from Mark's room while carrying Mark over his shoulder. "What about you?" Brenda yelled. "Sunup is in three hours still. I'll be okay." "I love you Jack." "And I treasure you." Mark awoke and felt the coming force, "Bad energies, seal won't hold for long." Jack put the wolf down and said, "Brenda thinks that a hurricane will erupt from the unicorn and young wolf." Running, Mark replied, "Will the castle hold?" "No... but it will contain it long enough to weaken it to a tropical storm, the desert could use rain." "Not that kind of Hurricane," Brenda said, "Etherial." "Shit," Jack said, "That would mean that the castle won't hold the force in." Mark pulled something out of his pocket, pieces of paper with alchemic and Shinto symbols. Jack looked at them, "Brenda, does this symbol look familiar?" "That is the symbol the wolf threw at me. Katrina." Jack stopped and laughed, "Worse, this is the symbol of Urotsudoji. I've got to go back, the demon won't stay in the castle long." Brenda waved the wolf along and said, "I'm going with you." "Fine, we need to hurry before we lose our new friends." Brenda looked at the talisman Jack handed her, "Orgy of destruction. That sounded like a hurricane to me." In the castle Hardcore and Mystic were moving like puppets in carnal affairs. Sucking, fucking, orgasm after orgasm. Jack saw their eyes. Wall to wall blood red like Rezu's pink eyes were. They spoke in unison, "Welcome hunter. I was expecting you." "Hello Grandmaster of Lust, I have been tracking your minions and the minions of the other Sins." Jack said "Never thought these two would be the gate, did you?" "I thought Rezu would be one half of the gate." "No, the doll is too promiscuous already, I needed a victim and a wounded innocent to make the gate." "Of course, Alex is the victim of Rezu and Mystic is the innocent with wounds from the past." "So you have figured it out after all." Jack grinned, "When I get the gauntlets behind you, I will beat you." Brenda gasped, "Ja-" Jack held a hand up in front of her. The possessed couple turned to the gauntlets lying on a table, "These gauntlets? I think you will never get them." With quick movements Hardcore put the left one on and Mystic the right one. Just as they were about to gloat, symbols appeared under them. "What isss haappenning?" "Those are my daylight hunting gauntlets, they suppress my powers as long as I wear them, and they cannot be removed without the incantation. I got you, you Son of a Bitch!" Hardcore trembled and Mystic threw up. Both their eyes went back to normal. "Jack?" "Yes, Brenda, that was just what I wanted to happen." "Alex? Mystic Heart? "I hear you Jack." he responded. "I feel sick," Mystic said. "I am sorry, the gauntlets were my last resort. The gauntlets won't keep any of your powers from being used. But for now you can't remove them." "So Frostnova will still be with me?" Hardcore asked while he listened to its song. "Yes, and I'm sorry Mystic but as long as the gauntlet is on you, you can't have kids." "It stops reproduction?" "Yes." Jack answered. Brenda looked at Jack, "What about the other demons? What about the Overfiend?" "The Overfiend is sealed and the other demons are running scared." Hardcore cracked his knuckles and said, "Let's hunt them down." "Yeah," Mystic said as she examined the claws on the gauntlet. Hardcore whimpered, "Now Soft Heart will really kill me."