Complications
#2 of Changes from War
As Donald stood on the balcony of his house he watched his sister play with her daughter. His sister was a vixen hybrid named Ember; she went through the alteration because she fell in love with an arctic fox hybrid named James. The only problem was that his parents hated normal humans. Rave her daughter was a unique coloration taking traits from both her parents. The fur that covered her body was a more golden color thanks to the mixing of orange and white of her parents. Raves eyes where unique as well, her left eye was the same sapphire blue as her mother yet her right was an emerald green like her fathers.
As rave ran up to her mother and father a slight pain ran up Donald's left side causing him to stumble for a moment. He lifted up his shirt and noticed that the small cut was healing but it looked to be a little red and swollen. A scab had formed over the small injury but it seemed strange and a little discolored in the center. Touching it he winced as another jolt of pain shot up his side. The pressure of his finger had turned the scab red but it slowly faded back to the odd grey coloration. As he examined the small cut a soft ringing noise could be heard coming from somewhere in the large house.
Donald quit examining the small scab and walked over to the wall on his left, at first glance the wall looked normal but if you looked closely at it one would see a small button hidden inside the finish. Pressing the button a small section of the wall slid upwards revealing a screen that had a picture of a phone on it. Tapping the screen an image opened on the screen, the image was Isabella who was sitting in a chair. He picked up the small headset that lay on a table next to the screen. When he placed it on his ear Isabella began talking.
"Hello Donald. There have been a few changes in what we need you to do. The first is you will no longer be taking on a second assignment from us." Donald nodded to what she said before she spoke again. "The second is the location where we were going to have you meet the transports has changed. You will now be meeting them in the south eastern entrance to the ark valley; the equipment you bring is entirely up to you. Once you meet up with the transports you then accompany them to the base at the bottom of the Obsidian Mountains. You will receive payment for your actions upon your arrival at the base and it is verified that the contents of the transport are undamaged."
Donald sat there surprised that he had lost the opportunity of the second job but still glad to have the first still. "I have one question about the first assignment if you would not mind."
"What would that be?"
"You have told me everything I need, but the only thing you have not told me is what time do I need to meet up with the transports."
"Ah that almost slipped my mind. You will meet with them in two days at sunrise. I hope to see you there, goodbye.
"Goodbye." Donald set the headset back on the small table as the screen went black and the wall slid back into place concealing it as he went back to the balcony. He continued to watch his sister and her family as they play together, every once and a while Ember would look at him and wave. When his sister and her family went into the house he continued to watch the sun as it set on the horizon turning the water a bright orange in color. Turning away he began to slowly walk through the house so that he could get everything ready for his assignment. Inside the house he walked down a few flights of stairs and saw his sister sitting on the couch in the living room. He almost made it past her but she managed to catch him at the last possible moment.
"Donald pleas tell me that you have not agreed to pilot that thing again, even though you know that it took dad away from us." She stood up and faced her brother in hopes that it would cause him to turn away from the hanger elevator. Instead he turned to face her only to be surprised by the look of sadness and fear on her face. Not knowing what to do he turned away and opened the elevator doors before turning back and saying one phrase.
"Don't worry it is only a simple escort nothing dangerous." As the doors closed Ember fell to her knees as tears ran down her face and hit the floor. She got up and left the room so she could go and check on her daughter. While she walked out of the room she could hear the gears in the elevator shaft come to life as they began to turn causing the elevator car to descend.
Donald stood in the elevator car as it descended down to the main hanger bay were he kept everything pertaining to his assault armor units. He currently had two operating units and a frame that his father found in a crater near an old abandoned testing facility. It usually took him a good portion of a day to decide what parts to use on the body of the armor unit and even longer to decide on the weapons he would use. The hanger was small compared to his father's side of the hanger. His only problem was that his father kept that side closed behind a large steel door that remained locked at all times. However he believed his father had a good reason for keeping the larger side a secret, he just wished he knew why it was such a secret.
As the elevator reached the ground floor of the hanger, pain shot up his left side again. He staggered as he clutched his left side over the location of the small scab. The elevator car seemed to spin around him that caused him to sway side to side before he fell to the ground unconscious. It was his niece Rave who found him on the floor of the elevator floor nearly an hour after it had happened. She called her mother and father who helped his unconscious form into his bed and then retrieved a glass of water for him. When Donald came around the first thing he did was check on the cause of his problem. However when he lifted his shirt to see the small wound, nothing was there.
No trace of the scratch was left, not even the red mark that usually fallows a healed wound. As he got out of bed his sister began to protest to it but against his sisters wishes he still got out of bed and went strait to the hanger. This time as the elevator hit the hanger floor he did not pass out, stepping out of the elevator he looked at the two constructed armor units that belonged to him. Even though he had enough parts to build a few more units he kept them in there respective storage units. The two armor units were very similar in there construction for a quite a few reasons. They are both medium class units that had a few unique parts to them. The legs of the armor unites were standard plantigraded models yet they had a few outlined panels on them that most would not have. Both core pieces were older parts but they worked perfectly with the newer parts. On his he had duel plasma blades that would extend and retract in a matter of seconds but did amazing amounts of damage when used properly. However the other armor unit had weapons built into the arms that were powerful plasma rifles. The back left weapon on his unit was a chain gun while the right was a vertical launch missile system that launched four at the same time. On the other it was the same only the weapons were switched. The head unit of the units looked like an old helmet for a suit of armor but the visor stretched across where the eyes would have been.
As he walked over to the control panel he wondered when his friend and partner Dan would get back from visiting his parents so they could start taking on more serious jobs again. Pressing a few buttons on the control panel caused the lights to begin humming as electricity began coursing through the lights. A few more panels spread across the hanger jumped to life as the storage units that they controlled spun around revealing all that the held before they disappeared behind the panels that hid them. Turning a dial on the main panel caused a large door to slide open revealing a vault door that was used to access the other side of the hanger. Donald slowly walked over to the vault door and placed a hand on it.
"You still can't open that door." Donald turned around to see his sister standing behind him with her arms crossed.
"No Ember, I still can not open the door. All that dad said was that the key is in plain sight yet hidden where no one would look. I always hated how he would never give a clear answer when you asked him something." Looking down ant his feet he stared for a moment before he notice an arrow etched into the panel he was standing on. He continued to look at it until he looked up in the direction it was pointing. Walking in that direction he kept an eye on the floor for another arrow. He was almost half way there before the pain in his side returned. He fell to the ground writhing in pain as the pain spread consuming his body like fire. His sister watched for a moment before she ran to the first aid station to grab the bottle of chloroform and a rag. The last thing Donald felt was a rag being pressed against his face.
He awoke in white sterile room in the medical area of the house with a few machines nest to him that monitored his vital signs while he was out. As he stood up a cold chill ran down his spine, he grumbled as he walked to the thermostat to turn up the temperature. What he found strange was that the thermostat was at its usual of 68 degrees. Shrugging it of he turned the dial up to 90 and went back to the bed and pulled the info panel out of its slot in the wall and began writing down what parts he needed to buy and upgrade. After about ten minutes of writing the door at the far end of the room opened allowing his sister and Isabella to step through.
Isabella stepped forward and began to speak softly "Mr. Donald we expect that this little fainting spell of yours will not stop you from being able to complete the assignment that we have given you."
Donald looked at Isabella for a moment and then to his sister before returning his gaze to Isabella and speaking. "No this will not delay my progress in any way at all, it is just a minor annoyance. I will be at the meeting location on time as scheduled in the briefing." With that said he walked out the door and to his room so that he could think about tomorrow's assignment. Ember looked at Isabella as she walked out of the room. She was furious that she would only come to see if her brother was well enough to be sent to his death and did not even care that he was not one of her soldiers.
As Isabella returned to base she was greeted by the familiar face of her partner Francis who looked to be waiting rather impatiently as he repeatedly tapped the wall with his left hand. When she passed him he followed right next to her handing her a few papers so that he could get her approval on the projects he wanted to start. They turned to enter Isabella's office so that they could talk in private. Sitting across from each other so that her desk was between the two of them. Pressing the power button on her computer she waited for the monitor to light up with her desktop. As the waited another figure entered into the room from a door to the far left of the room. It was tabby hybrid wearing an apron and holding a tray with two steaming cups. The tabby set the cups down and then promptly left the room.
Francis was the first to break the long silence that gripped them. "So is there any word from our people from obsidian base about the soldiers that they captured?"
She shook her head as she took a couple of sips from her drink" No, the told me that the continue to resist in telling us were there new base is. Also apparently one of them had attempted to poison itself but failed thanks to Krystals new LSMS system."
"Typical those human basterds would try and take the easy way out." He seemed to lighten up as he sipped his drink. "Has anything else useful come from the research and development department lately?"
Isabella again shook her head no." I have not been informed about any progress that the R&D department has done because Krystal has entered her breeding cycle almost a week ago and was put in the separation room so that she would not distract anybody. Until her cycle ends." Francis gave a small look of displeasure at those words but managed to keep himself calm enough to finish his cup and leave quietly.
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Donald sat in the cockpit of his assault armor half asleep as he waited for the transport units to arrive he decided to do a little tuning on his armor unit. Opening the cockpit he brought up his targeting ridicule on his center monitor, activating the chain gun on the back of his armor he fired a shot and watched for where it landed and waited for the smoke on his screen to dissipate. When the smoke was gone he noticed the shot was down and to the left. Tapping a few buttons caused his chain gun to move in response, firing again the bullet this time went strait to where the ridicule was pointed. While he was adjusting the energy for his blades a light began to flash on his left.
Hitting the button below the light brought up an image on his main monitor, it showed a convoy of trucks moving along at a fairly quick pace. On the leading truck a figure was sitting on the top of the cab holding a rifle. Smiling Donald closed his cockpit and brought the armor fully online. When the trucks reached his position they all came to a stop and the soldier on the front jumped off the truck he was on and approached the armor. Zooming in on the soldier Donald could see that the soldier was a canine hybrid of some sort. He was wearing a full ghillie suit with a rather old M4 carbine assault rifle with an M203 tube attached to the gun. When the soldier stopped in front of Donald's armor he began to speak.
"I am Sergeant Grit of the Shadow Rock marines, my team is rather unhappy that you decided to take this job. We can handle anything that the humans throw at us so you can keep an eye on the rear of the convoy." With his statement said Grit turned away and went back to sitting on the cab of the lead truck. Donald noticed that most of the troops in the convoy seemed to be giving him a dirty look or completely ignored him. The only soldier who seemed to even look at his armor without disgust on their face was a reptile hybrid who would look back periodically.
While Donald followed the convoy of trucks he was becoming rather annoyed, three hours had passed since he began following the trucks. They were almost out of the human territory he was expecting an attack when he took the job. As he followed the trucks the trailer of the first truck exploded sending grit into the air only to land on a few of his soldiers. Donald could not find the source of the shot on his radar so he typed a button sequence on the panel to his left causing a hatch on his armors left shoulder to open and shoot out an aerial drone. He switched the drone to thermal view in order to find an abnormal heat source in the general vicinity. The seconds before the drone responded to finding something felt like minutes but when it registered in Donald's mind he switched his armor to full power causing the hover jets on his armors feet to activate. He began to speed towards the heat source knocking trees down and burning small patches of brush as he passed by.
When the enemy unit came into view he was disappointed in the fact it was not an enemy armor, instead it was an unmanned sniper unit with a secondary long-range grenade cannon on its back. Since it was not a true assault armor unit it would not take long to dispatch the unit. The unit spotted Donald as he sped towards it and began to fire at him. The first shot missed as it flew passed his left side, the second shot would have hit dead on fortunately Donald used his side boosters to quickly strafe to the right of the shot. When he was in close enough he swung his armors right hand in a downward motion. A blade of plasma sprang to life striking the opponent and then disappearing right after it cut through the enemy unit. Before Donald left the ruined drone he ripped the grenade cannon off of the remains so he could add it to his collection of weapons.
It did not take long after the attack for them to reach the main gates of the fort. The minute that the convoy entered the base they were greeted by a large group of hybrids. As Donald looked around at all the hybrids and it shocked him at most of there appearances. Most of them were underfed some were badly wounded while others had missing body parts. As he looked at the group the reoccurring pain sprang to life causing him thrash around in the cockpit of his armor. He pressed the autopilot button bring a map up on his screen, he tapped the location of Isabella's base and the armor began on its way. While his armor took him to the first base he lifted his shirt to look at the source of the pain only to find a small patch of grey scales that were slowly spreading up his side. He stared at the scales until his vision went black. Even though he was wide awake he could not see until the pain grew he felt an awful twisting feeling in his gut before he passed out.
Donald awoke in the cockpit of his armor as it stopped in the main yard of the base. The first thing he did was lift up his shirt to find that the scales covered about half his body and stopped just below where his head met his neck. His left arm was covered in the scales and his finger nails had darkened and curved into claws. Opening his armor cockpit he climbed out and entered the base with one intention, finding the one who did this to him. The guards were reluctant to let him in at first but he had managed to persuade with his pistol. Inside the base several of the hybrids inside gave him awkward stares while others just glared at him. He continued through the base till a familiar door came into view, it was Isabella's office door. As he stood in front of her door he thought about what would happen if he pissed the leader of an entire base off. Shrugging it off he opened the door to find no one in the room. Deciding it was in his best interest he began to look through the papers that littered her desk in hopes of finding some information on the one who did this to him. It took him a while but he found out who and where she was located in the base.
When he found the door that led to the separation chambers where Krystal was being held. The room was lined with chambers that all had a glass wall in the front with a special air lock for the door. All the chambers were empty except for the one on the end that held the person he was looking for. When he spotted her it surprised him with what she was doing. She was laying back in a chair with her legs spread open and her tail pushing in and out of her nether lips. As she did this she brought her right hand up to her breasts and began to tease her left nipple. This caused her to moan softly as Donald watched through the glass. She began to move her tail faster making her moan even more. Her juices began to slowly leak out from around her tail. With her free hand she began to collect some of the droplets on her finger before bringing it up to her mouth to taste it. A puddle began to form on the floor beneath her. She let out a long cry of pleasure before she slumped into the chair removing her tail. When her tail was out of her cunt a torrent of her juice flowed out pooling beneath her.
Turning her head she saw Donald standing there stunned at what he had just witnessed her doing. She smiled when she spotted the grey scales that covered his left arm. Standing up she slowly walked over to the wall of thin glass that separated the two. In a soft voice she spoke. "My, my I do better work than thought although maybe I could have chosen a different color for your scales. Upon hearing that this was not an accident Donald smashed his scaled hand through the glass wall and wrapped hand around her throat. "Hey there now take it easy we would not want to get blood on those nice new scales of yours now would we." As she spoke he tried to close his fingers around her throat but found it impossible to harm her. "What seems to the matter sweet heart can't seem to do anything.
He tried to close his hand around her again but still found that he could not do anything, he felt the urge to kill her he just could not act upon it. The only thing he found that he could do was release her or stay in this position. So he released her from his grasp when she was set free she circled him so that she could see how far he had changed. She noticed that the changes were happening faster than she had predicted. Gripping his left hand she lifted it up so she could examine the claws that were on it. After she finished examining his claws she went to his neck so she could check his pulse.
A sharp pain ran through the right side of his body when she touched his neck. The scales that covered the left side of his body began to rapidly spread until the covered his entire body. Snapping noises could be heard as his face pushed out into a reptilian muzzle. He opened his mouth to scream in pain but nothing came out his tongue began to lengthen and decrease in width. At the end of his tongue it split causing it to become the forked tongue of most reptiles. Falling to his hands and knees he shook as the pain began to center at the base of his spine where a fleshy nub could be seen forming before it began to rapidly grow till it reach little over half his height in length. When his tail emerged it caused the waist of his pants to brake revealing that his genitals had altered as well. His testicals had retreated into his body while his penis had retreated into a genital slit hiding it from sight although he still tried to cover himself out of reflex.
Opening his eyes one could see the now had slits for the pupil instead of the normal circle. He also noticed that he could see a little more clearly than he was able to before. Still covering himself he walked over to the corner where a mirror was sitting and looked himself over. As he did this Krystal walked over to a dresser and pulled out a pair of stretch pants at threw them at Donald who quickly put them on. He felt rather calm for someone who had just been literally robbed of his humanity. He closed his eyes and let out a soft sigh before opening his eyes again. When he did his eyesight had changed again, he could see but it was different it was like he was seeing the heat around the room and of Krystal. Blinking several times he wondered what brought on the sudden change before he calmed down and everything went back to normal.
Krystal walked back over to Donald and circled him once more so that she could inspect him again since he had just gone through the change more rapidly than she had originally anticipated. After she circled him a few times she spoke in her soft voice, "Well that took not as much time as I was expecting. However it seems to have worked even better than I had originally anticipated. Oh well now my young friend we will be leaving rather shortly for your base of operations."
"What makes you think I will take you to my Hanger just after I met you under some of the most unfortunate circumstances possible?"
She sighed lightly before looking Donald in the eye. " The reason I think you will is because I know you will, you see the stuff that changed you did a little bit more than you can see. You still have your free will but you can either listen to me or I can order you to do it against your will. If you do not believe me then if you remember just a little bit earlier when you tried to strangle me you failed because you cannot harm me. Now Before we leave there are a couple things you need to know about this new body of yours and the most important thing is how to keep you alive my friend.