{"sf1_id":7800,"sf2_id":"k1V9VDbn","title":"Outpost 13 (part 2)","author":"Fenryx","words":2833,"posted_at":"2005-11-07T04:03:00.000Z","tags":["D\u0026D","Fanfiction","Fantasy","Horror","Other/Herm","Various Species","Violence (Not In Yiff)"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/7800-outpost-13-part-2","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/k1V9VDbn","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/67/c1/67c1225b-74d3-4ad6-ba9e-ffa36baf4a0d","description":"#2 of Outpost 13","content":"The next morning, Lori and Fen are awakened by a terror laden scream. An  \nunnatural cluster of eyes, ears, tentacles and bat wings all compacted into  \nthe general size and shape of a bowling ball flutters at the open window of  \ntheir room. Fenryx grabs a selection of knives, ones that have the general  \nlook and purpose of ninja throwing shards, and then proceeds to launch a  \nbarrage of the hurtling at the thing at the window.  \n  \nThe assault causes it to explode in a fury of blood, smoke and viscera. Lori and Mel are cowering together under the bed while Fen is standing and seething with pure rage.  \n  \n\"Is it gone?\" Lori asks in a terrified tone of voice just a notch or two above that of a whisper in volume.  \n  \n\"The spy eye is destroyed.\" Fen growls in a tone of vice with levels of anger  \nand hatred neither the vixen nor the bitch have heard from him before and for  \ntheir own safety they decided to wait until the ranger calms down before  \ncoming out of hiding as he continues with: \"Eternally damned perversion of  \nthe natural world, it's things like that which will keep me in the hunt until  \nthey intern me in the grave.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Even as he makes his statement the creators of the thing have their say:  \n\"Hear us, mortal fools,\" a weirdly distorted disembodied voice intones in a  \nmocking manner, \"you are meddling in affairs to which your primitive minds  \ncannot even begin to comprehend. Forget about Outpost Thirteen for it is  \nforever lost to you. It was ours before you humans came and now it is fully  \nours again. You misbegotten children have NO place here. Keep away if you  \nvalue your souls.\"  \n  \nA message that elicits a reaction that whatever made the thing might have  \nplanned on:  \n\"What the Fuck was that?\" Melody asks with righteous indignation as she  \nstands up and glaringly looks about the room for the source of the voice and  \nsettles her confrontational gaze on the gurgling spot on the floor where the  \nremains of the spy eye are quickly deteriorating, with her hands on her hips  \nto complete a stance of complete and utter defiance. \"I go where I please or  \nwhere my vocation sends me! Who the Fuck do you think you are to tell me to  \nrefuse a perfectly good assignment!?!\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Fenryx barks in an authoritarian tone he had used with them before and every  \ntime he had done so in the past his position, both socially and mentally,  \nwould brook no dissention:  \n\"At ease, Melody!\"  \n  \nThen he continues with: \"The message was obviously a recording. Every time I  \ntook down one of those things previously there was a one in four chance it  \nhad a message and/or some item or items somewhere like a wickedly sick and  \ntwisted piñata.\"  \n  \nAs he gathers up his throwing irons Fen thinks he sees and smells something  \nstrange about them. \"Lori, Mel, you two have access to identification spells  \ndo you not?\"  \n  \nMel, standing up and naked as the day she was born nods as does Lori who is  \nstill under the bed. \"My throwing irons have just become enchanted and I want  \nto know how.\"  \n  \n\"I was with you when you forged those shards, Fen,\" Lori relates as she  \nslowly gets to her feet; still quivering with fear from all that is going on.  \n  \n\"And you never did take those weapon and item enchanting classes that were  \nrecommended did you?\"  \n  \n\"Gods of Light and Darkness!\" Fen yells as he quickly gets dressed in his  \nparade armor ensemble. \"I almost forgot about that. Thanks for reminding me.\"  \nAfter running out the door, Lori looks at Mel in an expression that silently  \nasks: \"What the Fuck?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Fen signed up for the enchanting classes last time he was in town.\" Mel  \nexplains. \"Now that we have the down time, he's taking them.\"  \n  \n\"Oh!\" Lori exclaims in understanding. \"So, what do we do now? Our dildo  \nsupply is strangely missing and these things.\"  \n  \nShe holds up one of Fen's irons. \"Hurt too much going in to serve the purpose  \nunless he left their sheathes behind.\"  \n  \n\"You can be so sick, twisted and perverted, Lori,\" Mel says with a lusty  \nsmirk. \"Not that this is necessarily a bad thing.\"  \n  \nLori gives Mel a passionate kiss. \"Ordinarily I'd oblige you, love, but that  \nthing and Fen's reaction to has me spooked. I want to know...\"  \n  \nThe vixen almost swoons, \"Phew! This thing reeks of magic! And when Fen made it I'm sure he did not enchant it.\"  \n  \n\"Spontaneous enchantment?\" Melody asks incredulously as she blinks in  \nconfusion. \"I've heard of it happening, but I never thought I'd witness it  \nfirst hand.\"  \n  \n\"I know,\" Lorelei says in a clinical manner before ordering: \"Get my portable  \nlaboratory. I want to do this right. While Fenryx loves us enough to never  \nhurt us...\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"You've never seen him filled with righteous rage before have you, Lori?\"  \nMel asks as she gets out the set of tubes, liquids, powders and unguents they  \nuse to identify magical implements in the field. \"He got that way once before  \nwhen we were captured by that eye tyrant...who turned you to stone. Do you  \nremember anything from then?\"  \n  \n\"Not a thing and I get the impression I should be glad.\" Lori freely admits.  \nAs they set up the mini-lab the Bane water jar accidentally spills onto the  \nknives, giving off purple sparks. \"A Bane weapon!\" Lori cries. \"Fen will love  \nthat. Purple sparks are...I Keep forgetting, Red is evil outsiders, Blue is  \nfor magic enhanced beasts...\"  \n  \n\"Aberrations,\" Mel says while reading their instruction manual. \"We might  \nhave known. Spy eyes are a known type of aberration. They are supposedly vat  \ngrown by the Overseers, thought to be a kind shadow partner to the Horde.\"  \n  \n\"Wasn't there supposedly an entrance to the Labyrinth of Lament on the  \nisland?\" Lori asks as she taps the side of her muzzle.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"That was a rumor going around,\" Melody states. \"But nothing has ever been  \nproven. I wonder if High Command is send Fenryx to the island to either  \nconfirm or deny these rumors with all certainty...\"  \n  \nThe two give each other conspiratorial glance of: \"Of course they are!\"  \n  \n\"Either the Overseers have a spy in High Command,\" Lori reasons. \"Or they  \nhave some sophisticated means of remote viewing.\"  \n  \n\"Which means the spy eye was a kind of preemptive strike.\" Mel says with a  \nsmirk. \"But while it spooked us, Fen was incensed. Rangers get that with  \ncertain monster types.\"  \n  \n\"Ah, that's why he was so pissed,\" Lori says as the proverbial light  \nbulb/candle of understanding alights over her head. \"He hates aberrations  \nwith a passion few ever get to see.\"  \n  \n\"We have and so has every femme he's slept with.\" Mel giggles to which Lori  \nglares at her and to which she amends: \"Different emotion, Lori, I know but  \nit's just fortunate we have some of his more positive emotions expressed  \ntowards us.\"  \n  \n\"Right,\" Lori says with a smirk. \"I'd hate to be on the business end of his  \nrage.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Melody nods and smiles before agreeing in all seriousness: \"Neither would I,  \nbut I think we have Fen's answer now.\"  \n  \n\"That we do.\" Lori says with a smirk as she reads between the lines. \"I take  \nit you want to fool around now?\"  \n  \nMelody pounces the vixen rather than verbally replying. As they play lesbian  \ngames with each other, Fenryx only just makes his class. Or so he thinks.  \n  \nAs it turns out a special accelerated program has been created for him. When  \nhe goes to enter the classroom he is transported to a cave with dancing  \nlights of various colors floating around the area combining with incense  \nwafting about at odd intervals that creates an ethereal atmosphere.  \n  \nGrabbing his sickles and preparing for a fight he instead meets up with a  \nvery old dragon with glittering gold scales. Confused for only a minute,  \nFenryx recognizes Auros, a dragon that had allied with the humans almost from  \nthe start. Recognition slowly dawns on as he realizes that this is her secret  \ncave tucked away in its own private dimension.  \n  \n\"Greetings, Venerable One,\" Fenryx says with great respect.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Auros chuckles: \"No need for such ceremony, Fen, I am here to teach you the  \nbasics of enchantment. The rest of which is more or less trial and error;  \nHigh Command doesn't want this extra curricular activity to jeopardize your  \nupcoming mission.\"  \n  \nShe then pauses thoughtfully before smirking and continuing with: \"Well, I  \ndon't see this as unnecessary. You will be one of a few crafts persons going  \nand in case something should be needed, who would make what is needed? But that is neither here nor there. For right now we will keep things simple.  \nWith the materials present, make me a dagger suitable for enchantment.\"  \n  \nFenryx goes straight to work, making the required weapon with some input from Auros herself. When all is said and done, the dagger turns out to contain a slight dweomer. Auros informs Fenryx that a weapon, or anything else that is  \ncraft and/or constructed for that matter, granted its enchantment while in  \nthe process of being made holds its enchantment longer and with less strain  \nthan one enchanted after it has been constructed.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; He was so rushed as to have forgotten to bring paper and writing material  \nwith which to make notes upon, although the mere fact that he is making the  \nminor magic items instead of watching them being made is nailing the process  \nand the information to complete in his mind like a placard that he can  \nmentally access much more readily than his own notes or books to confer with.  \nThe mere act of creation is teaching him more effectively that a whole month  \nof verbal instruction. As Fenryx continues to forge weapons and armor, all of which contain some small enchantment, a portal opens up in the cave.  \n  \nThrough this portal steps a small group of humans. All ten are well know to Fenryx as they were to go out into the planes and beseech aid for their fellow humans against the Horde.  \n  \nFenryx and Auros can see behind them are a contingent of beings from other  \nrealities. Militaristic angels step forth along with elves and dwarves from other planes of existence ready to fight the Horde and repopulate this world with their kind. Once this would have been a happy scene, but the lupin and the dragon give them a chilly reception. Auros's cave is a portal to Fen's world and the only way in or out.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Auros set her domain between the Prime Material Plane that represents that  \nwhich Baron Objugare's reality and the Astral Plane on purpose so that she  \ncould act as a Guardian. The leader of the returning delegation, a tall and  \nolder man wearing the grey robes of a master wizard and known as Maxwell  \nCaesar hails the dragon and lupin warrior.  \n  \n\"Fenryx! Auros! So nice of you to greet us here.\" Maxwell beams as he approaches. \"We did it! Old friend, our world...\"  \n  \n\"Is no more,\" Auros proclaims which shocks the gathered as the dragon  \ncontinues:  \n\"You are too late to save your people, Max, the Horde exterminated all of  \nhumanity and its children save the beastlings. They rule in your stead. Too  \nmany beings fought and died to drive the Horde back to their lands for me to  \nallow you to progress any further.\"  \n  \n\"But Auros...\" a blonde woman pleads until Fenryx shakes his head and takes  \nup his bow.  \n  \n\"No, Valerie,\" Fenryx says with a heavy heart. \"I can't let you through. As  \nmuch as I might want to, your presence would bring back the goblins. You will  \nbe hunted down and executed should you go back. Leave now and never return.\"  \nHe can't even look at them as he draws back his bowstring. \"I don't want to  \ndo this. But for the sake of my world; for the survival of all beastling  \nraces, I will kill you.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"So, the war is over then?\" A huge bald and dark skinned man asks of the wolf  \nand the dragon.  \n  \n\"It is, Malcolm,\" Auros says with a twinge of regret. \"The beastlings won,  \nbut the price of that victory was every last man, woman and child of human  \nand gnomen kind as well as races closest in relation to them. There is no  \nplace for you now. You are the past, and there can be no future as long as  \nyou exist in his world. Turn back now and avoid bloodshed. Make life anew  \nelsewhere. For the sake of all, you are not welcome here.\"  \n  \nFenryx keeps a look of desperate determination on his face as he aims his  \nbow. Without warning he fires and shoots Maxwell in the heart. He had been a  \nfriend of Maxwell, a very good friend.  \n  \nMalcolm raise his great sword and starts to charge only to be cut down in a  \nhail of arrows. Regretfully the others retreat, taking the bodies of the  \nfallen with them. Sadness fills the eyes of the departing humans and the  \nlupin that killed their friends.  \n  \nThe message was sent and received: No humans allowed. After they left, Fenryx collapses sobbing. He and Valerie were lovers once; closer than he is to  \nMelody and Lorelei. Inside his heart is breaking. The fact that he just saved  \ncountless lives is no comfort.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Auros compacts herself into a humanoid form a little taller than Fenryx and  \nhugs him. Crying in silence, Fenryx takes small comfort in the dragon's arms.  \nWhen Fenryx goes to leave, Auros tries to assume her normal form. She had  \ndone this hundreds of times in the past; just not now. Now it is her turn to  \ncry. She tries out other forms but every time she returns to \"normal\" form  \nshe goes back to the anthro form.  \n  \n\"Auros, what's wrong?\" Fen asks to which she sobs. \"I can't go back to how I  \nwas, Fen. This is my normal form now.\"  \n  \n\"It could be worse.\" Fen consoles. \"I like the way you look now, although  \nclothes is going to a pain in the tail.\"  \n  \n\"Clothing?\" Auros asks and then realizes she is completely nude. \"I never  \nreally needed them before.\"  \n  \n\"Granted, but you could do with some now. That is, unless of course you want  \nsomeone to have sex with you.\" Fen says with a lusty smirk.  \n  \nAuros cocks an eye ridge before deciding to give it a try. Taking care not to  \ndamage her wings, she lies down and spreads her legs. While sex in this  \nposition is nothing new for the aged lady dragon the fact that she can't  \nassume what she assumes is her natural form is.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The mating is brief and to the point; after he cums Fenryx leaves. Contacting  \nseveral of her friends, Auros finds that this trend is disturbingly freqent.  \nEven her enemies contact her with death threats for doing this to them. It is  \ngenerally agreed among dragon kind that the ritual performed to kill all of  \nhumanity that the Horde's Dread Emperor performed had something to do with  \nall of this.  \n  \nExactly what and how to reverse its effects on themselves are generally  \nunknown and this is where everything breaks down. But they all agree to look  \ninto it, each in their own different manner. On a more carnal note, Auros and  \na few friends among the dragons of good have arranged a kind of draconic orgy  \nin a secluded dimension that all of dragon kind has kept secret for centuries  \nas a kind of Neutral Ground territory where the various dragon types can meet  \nand discuss things in relative privacy.  \n  \nUpon getting wind of this carnal activity between some of the more well known  \ndragons known for their disposition in favor of goodly folk, the kobolds,  \nsmaller scaly creatures loosely related to dragons and humanoid in form  \nbefore all this came about, busy themselves with readying various sorts of  \nmagical equipment for the event as well as their best artists. While the  \nlittle scaly monsters ostensibly serve their larger draconic cousins, more  \nthan a few of them have gotten together to prepare to render some \"Dragon  \nPorn\" to sell to anyone with the gold to purchase it.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Once the Horde gets wind of this, many well to do goblin, hobgoblin and  \nbugaboo lords, including the Emperor himself, order kobold artisans and art  \nhouses to make themselves available for commissions. In the beastling realms, a new invention, the printing press, is gearing up to make copies for the masses.  \n  \nIn the mean time Fenryx and company are getting ready to cast off. King  \nDuncan has chosen to mark this as a momentous occasion with much fanfare. At this time Miyagi Toru is introduced to the command team. Once pleasantries  \nare exchanged the venerable sensei is escorted to his cabin.  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Outpost 13","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/7750-outpost-13-part-1.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/60037-outpost-13-part-3.json"}}