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Chapter 1 : Obey

>"Enemy to your 9, around that corner, eliminate"

>"Yes Sir"

>On the Monitor that you're watching, the combatant's body bursts apart.

>Your Donner quickly advances though the building, clearing each room as you direct her.

>"Small room to your right, check it".

>"Yes Sir".

>A quick peek around the corner and there are 4 combatants.

>Her left arm points to each combatant with terrifying precision and accuracy.

>"Hostages are on the top floor according to intel, proceed with caution".

>An extra Mechanized voice through the comms to you alone through your headset.

>It's up to you on what to do with the information.

>Gotta find a way to the top floor...you recall seeing an elevator but that seems like a bad idea.

>As you watch the multiple monitors, you see what you need.

>Stairs.

>"Stairwell, at your 5, 6 meters, go" you say calmly.

>"Yes sir".

>Her breathing is calm and you can see her pulse going at a steady pace on the Vitals screen.

>You could set a metronome to her heartbeat if you wanted.

>But you didn't want to, you wanted to focus on this and get back to R&R.

>You swap your vision to thermal Imaging mode, and scan Her surroundings as she walked up the stairs and into a hallway.

>"Heat signature through the wall to your left holding a weapon, shoot through the wall at 1.5 meters height in 3...2...1...Fire".

>A single round goes through the wall and you watch the signature slump.

>"Good girl" you say with a smirk.

>For a brief moment you see her heartrate jump a bit, then drop back down.

>"Thank you sir".

>A slight hike in her voice tells you that your words have their desired effect.

>Quickly scanning for anymore hostiles in the other rooms, you find none so you focus in front of her.

>You can see the hostages with your thermal vision.

>"Straight ahead, 3 bad guys standing, 4 hostages kneeling".

>You swap back to normal vision and panic.

>"STOP".

>She freezes like a statue, foot hovering a foot off the ground.

>You hear a slight whimper in her voice as she speaks "S-Sir?"

>"Trip wire, directly to your right, shoulder level for you".

>You saw it just in time when you swapped back to regular vision.

>She steps back then carefully ducks underneath it.

>Satisfied with there no longer being an exploding hazard, you direct her once more.

>"Right then Calamity, Kill the combatants and lets get dinner".

>"Yes sir".

>You watch as she begins running down the hall, her heavy footsteps thudding against the floors.

>With a massive kick, she burst the simple wooden door into splinters.

>The Combatants don't even get a chance to react.

>They are all put down quickly by Calamity's thunderous fire.

>"Done" you say calmly.

>You watch through the screens as the hologram around Calamity melt away with the words "Simulation over" on the walls.

>Removing your headset and leaving your seat, you leave the simulation chamber and meet up with Calamity.

>Her left arm is slowly re-configuring from a Light machine gun into her normal paw.

>Calamity is a Donner; Your Donner and you are Alpha Non "A.Non", Her handler.

>Donners are Synthetics; combat frames underneath what appears to be a normal anthro, a human animal hybrid.

>She has living muscle and tissue, but isn't technically alive.

>A literal walking talking weapon, standing at 7 and a half feet tall.

>Made to look like a sturdy Fox Anthro but with Rust red fur around her Muzzle, thighs and upper arms.

>Sleek Black fur covers her Chest and stomach, as well as her lower legs and forearms.

>And at the places the black and red touch, yellow flicks wrapped around like golden bracelets.

>Striking Orange eyes look down at you as she pushes her black and gold hair back.

>Her black urban camo Shirt is tight on her toned yet supple chest and tummy, and her black shorts are tight to her thighs.

>You are a clone, a specifically bred handler for a Donner, made through Star-51.

>You grew up in combat simulations, learning Donner maintenance and diagnostics, Dietary needs for the Living tissue, and how to keep them under control.

>The Control part was your specialty.

>A literal human weapon, sharper eyes, better hearing, bigger muscles and faster reflexes, but still no match against your furry companion.

>When you graduated and were given a Donner, they gave you Calamity, or rather she picked you.

>Donners usually have one Handler for their entire life and assuming the Handler was good, he would have one Donner his whole life too.

>Before she picked you, she was seen as a bad egg; rude to everyone and barely getting along with the Donners she was "raised" with.

>Some still think she is, but you don't care what they think.

>The year is..well you actually can't say the year, so lets just go with 20XX.

>You live in Groundbase Delta, which was somewhere below what used to be northern america.

>You can already hear Calamity's growling before you even reach the briefing room.

>As soon as she gets the door open, shes roaring.

>"What. The. FUCK! Who Placed a fucking TRIPMINE in a hallway during the Simulation!? You Know I cant see wires that thin".

>She's already rounded on a poor technician who was sitting at a nearby computer terminal.

>He just happened to be the one closest to her.

>Chances are he had nothing to do with it but its too late.

>He tries to scurry back from her, but she's already chosen that he gets to be the outlet of her rage.

>Not like you were going to step in.

>Not yet anyway.

>"I had them put it there to see if A.non was paying attention, he almost got you blown up" a gravelly elderly voice cuts through.

>Omega, the Lead handler, sits in an evaluation chair with a checklist marking your performance.

>He was the oldest handler, His Donner long since passed.

>"SHUT IT! That wasn't anywhere else in our training! And he DIDN'T get me blown up, you PRUNE!" she barks at him "Why would you do it HERE during an evaluation?"

>Omega just smirks at her.

>"Because I was certain A.non was capable enough to handle it and that you would respond as needed Calamity, you both passed with flying colors".

>While you like the vote of confidence, you wished he would have just stuck to the scripted scenario.

>But hearing the news that you had passed offset Calamity's rage with a look of hope, although you were the only one to recognize it.

>"Does this mean we're finally Master rank?".

>She was, of course, referring to your ranking as a handler.

>Currently, you were a Chief Handler, and enjoyed the perks that came with it

>That meant you got to share a room with Calamity, although you also had to share it with another handler and Donner.

>But if you were a Master handler, then you got your own private room with her.

>You look to Omega hopefully, and have those hopes shattered when he shakes his head.

>"I'm afraid not, your work in the Simulator, while exemplary, was not enough to gain you rank A.non"

>Calamity growls once more and grabs a thick hardbound training manual before tearing it in half easily.

>"Then WHAT was the fucking Point of the TRIPMINE" she roars as she throws the shreds to the floor.

>You walk forwards and place a hand on her arm.

>"Language Calamity" you say calmly "We'll get it next time".

>She looks down at you with a frown, looking into your eyes with her fiery orange eyes that betray a hint of sadness.

>"Yes Sir".

>You nod and look to Omega, who has an annoying smirk.

>"Congratulations on passing your eval, you are dismissed" He says waving you off.

>You nod and point to the door "Let's go Calamity".

>As you leave the room, you hear one of the technician behind you picking up the pieces of the shredded training manual.

>"He really needs to get her under control" is the last thing you hear before you shut the door.

>Calamity is waiting for you, fuming still.

>She stomps ahead of you, growling angrily.

>"Putting in NEW shit and then NOT promoting us! how fucking DARE they!" she growls as she walks along.

>Another smaller Donner ,probably an infiltration model, and her handler walk past Calamity, who growls loudly "What are YOU looking at tiny?".

>The pair scurry past her, looking at you like you were a terrible parent who couldn't control his child.

>You only give a smug grin at them in response.

>Fuck them, they were still the lowest rank and couldn't understand yet.

>"Your arm seemed to swap slower than Normal, everything ok with it?" you say, catching up to her and grabbing her left paw.

>You turn it over in your hands a few times, frowning.

>She giggles a bit as you part her fur to scan the configuration lines, the points where the the paw folds away into a weapon.

>"It has been a bit Sluggish Sir".

>You nod and think about the diagnostics you'll run on it in the room.

>Having the swap be slow could mean the difference in life and death for Calamity, even a second off was a no go.

>The thought of Calamity getting hurt for no reason other than you were too lazy to run a diagnostic and maybe fix a servo or replace a wire eats at your soul, well if you have a soul anyway.

>Your towering companion walks, baring her teeth at any unfortunate souls who walk by.

>Even as you force her arm open and peer inside, she grumbles about not getting promoted.

>"Watch where we go, I think I might see the Issue" you say as you focus fully on her arm.

>"Yes sir".

>You reach your hand fully inside her arm, pushing past the sinew and servos.

>Guided by feel alone, you attempt to grab what you saw.

>At last, you feel it and grab it carefully.

>"Calamity, how many times have I told you to not be a messy eater" you say as you pull out part of a chicken bone.

>Her ears fold back and you see her tail try to push between her thick thighs.

>"127 Sir" she says, bowing her head in shame.

>You frown.

>If there's part of a chicken bone then there's more of it in there.

>"Why didn't you tell me when this happened? It would have been easier to deal with then" you say peering once more into the inner mechanisms of her left arm.

>"You were sleeping, and I didn't want to wake you up" she says sadly.

>You shake you head in disbelief, causing her to avoid eye contact.

>That's not a reason, and the last thing you need is for other parts of her to get slowed down by bits of food.

>Well whatever, the past is the past, you were going to have to spend the night opening her up and checking everything.

>"What would you like to eat tonight Sir?" she asks, snapping you upright from your work.

>She had lead you out into the main atrium, a wide wide open area where food machines lined the walls .

>Bustling crowds poured through, various shops and stores hand almost everything.

>This was a underground city, full of businesses, and people living peaceful lives.

>A fake Sun and Clouds drift on a the ceiling, which was covered in a huge projection screen.

>Living underground bothered some people you guess.

>Well, it bothered the regular born people, not you.

>You have spent your whole life here.

>Calamity sniffs the air pensively, and you see a quick wag of her tail.

>You pull your hands out of her arm and look up at her.

>"What do you smell?" you say looking around.

>Something caught her attention food wise, and the various electronic food vendors would probably have something she wanted.

>She shakes her head.

>"No nothing is-"

>"Tell me" you state sternly, holding her arm with firm confidence.

>She looks to you then to a nearby alcove on a wall, a gleam of hope in her eyes.

>You follow her gaze then look back to her.

>"Fish Tacos? Why would you try to hide that?" you say calmly.

>"Because I thought you don't like fish tacos with pineapple that I like sir".

>You tut at her as you lead her to the Kiosk by her paw.

>"We Don't have to get the exact same thing when we eat you Cyber Cheeto, from now on just be a good girl for me and tell me ok?".

>You feel her tail wag slightly.

>"You are my good girl, right?".

>A gentle squeeze on your hand from her and a soft "yes sir" are all the answer you needed.

>As you walk through the various carts, people try to get you to buy their wares.

>Each one that approached you however, got a simple "FUCK OFF" growled their way.

>Calamity didn't let anyone within 2 feet of you as you both walked.

>Even when you go to the kiosk and press your hand on the biometric Scanner, Calamity growls at anyone that comes too close to you.

>The words "Alpha Non, Chief Handler" appear on the screen, then a selection Menu appears.

>Another perk of your rank was that you got better quality foods from the synthesizers.

>"What would you like Calamity?" you call over your shoulder as she stood facing the crowd, growling constantly.

>There are sometimes robberies here in this vast underground complex, you had heard of a few Handlers getting jumped for their higher quality meals.

>But if they wanted to rob you, they would have to go through Calamity.

>Honestly, you pitied anything that ever tried to get past Calamity to get to you.

>"7 fish tacos! And don't skimp on the pineapple Salsa"

>You punch in what she wants and shudder at the thought of pineapple in salsa

>Almost as bad as pineapple on pizza....

>You kiosk whirrs and dings when her food is done, it pops out in a handy to-go box.

>You grab it and put it under your arm then punch in what you want.

>4 Asada tacos, medium salsa.

>Keeping it simple was the way to go.

>You exit out of the kiosk and carry your meals to you willing escort.

>"Lets head back to the room, are A.lfa and Vupel back from their Mission?" you ask as you take note of everyone.

>The crowd parts around you as Calamity's growling gets louder.

>She leads the way to the transport vessel; the complex was so large that there needed to be these that traveled all over it like a patchwork of spider webs

>They were basically rail. lines, except more frequent and fully automated, you barely had a minute to wait until the next one.

>And the fewer people there are on it, the faster you get to your stop.

>You had to get to the Handler / Donner living barracks.

>Separate from the civilians, they were kept on near the other side of the base.

>"Not yet, we get the room to ourselves tonight" Calamity finally growls.

>That made things easier later tonight.

>You board the transport and Calamity follows, then growls at anyone who tries to follow on.

>"OURS! FUCK OFF" she roars at the crowd.

>She's scary enough to frighten everyone else that was already boarded off as well.

>You smirk at the stunned faces as Calamity takes a seat.

>The transport lifts up on its holopads and takes off as you set the food down and input your destination on a small info pad.

>You turn to see Her Lazing across the seats, this thing was made to carry up to 30 people and she made it so you didn't have to worry about prying eyes.

>Calmly you beckon her over to you with a finger.

>Her ears perk up and she stands up and begins to walk to you when you give a sharp "No".

>You point down.

>"Crawl to me Like a good girl would" .

>She gets on her hands and knees and crawls slowly to you as the base speeds by in a blur.

>When she reaches you, you pull off her view collar with a gentle "good girl".

>The view collar is what allowed you to see near 360 what Calamity was doing in battle.

>It also allowed you to communicate with her via interface.

>But you didn't need that collar now, you had a different one.

>You pull a black leather collar out of your pocket and snap it around her eager neck.

>"T-Thank you sir".

>You pet her ears softly, earning you a furious tail wag.

>"Stand".

>She gets to her feet and you look outside quickly, seeing where your stop was .

>Satisfied with your observation, you look back up at her.

>Gently, you place your hand on the back of her head and pull her into a kiss, pressing your tongue into her mouth.

>She reciprocates, using hers to fight yours for real estate .

>Hers wins out, being both bigger and stronger than yours.

>When at last you hear the tell tale sound of the Transport slowing you push her away, leaving her panting and whimpering slightly.

>"Get it together" you order as you pick up your food and hers.

>"Yes sir".

>A moment later a ding is heard and you're stepping out into the living areas for the handlers and Donners.

>Rank meant a lot here.

>As you walk through the are you see lots of handlers and Donners interacting in this common area.

>But you also see the doors to the barracks.

>The first rank of handlers were "Private Handlers".

>The Donners and Handlers had separate Barracks, and within those they had coffin like bunks they slept in.

>No space, no freedom.

>Like a prison barge.

>The next rank, "Senior Handlers" got a bit more.

>Still strictly separate sleeping areas, but instead of stacks of coffin, they were large beds, set into the walls with large lockers.

>And from there it only got better

>You had the goal of Master Handler so that you had the privacy of your own room.

>You wave hello to a few of the Donners and Handlers you knew while Calamity simply scowled and growled at everyone.

>"Hey A.non get that promotion? We heard your simulati-" one of the Senior handlers says coming forwards, only to get cut off.

>"FUCK OFF CUNT" Roars Calamity.

>"Whoa there Calamity!? Something bothering- Wait.. You didn't get the promo did you?" he says looking from the scowling Calamity to your frowning face.

>"No we didn't Sigma" you say as you walk along.

>"What?! You were like top of our class! You got promoted so fast!" Sigma says in disbelief.

>He was right, you and Sigma had been in the same graduating class, yet he was only a senior handler.

>Calamity Growls louder.

>"We don't wanna talk about it!" she snarls.

>Sigma raises his hands and goes back to His Donner and the group he was talking to.

>"Still as rude as ever I see Calamity, I don't know how A.non can deal with you".

>You ignore the remark and go to a large door, reminiscent of vault doors with the Letters C.H. on it.

>"Hold these for me please" you say to Calamity, handing her the food.

>She takes them silently as you press your hand on the scanner.

>It flashes Green and the vault doors to the Mixed living areas open.

>You take the food from Calamity and walk into the area slowly.

>This area is better decorated, and has more in the terms of R&R.

>From what you had heard of the old world, this place was similar to a 4-star hotel of old.

>Keep the high Ranking handlers happy and you'll get better results in battle.

>Here a Few Handlers sit with their Donners, and even a few Donners sit with other handlers.

>Televisions, a few game consoles and some other things to kill time.

>a Few large Holoplayers to play holographic Movies.

>There was a workout area further down and a full swimming pool, although most Donners can't swim.

>But you didn't have time for any of that, you had other things you wanted to do.

>Walking calmly with food in hand, you go to your's and Calamity's room.

> "305"

>The door swings open, grant admittance to the room beyond.

>The room isn't small by any means, but having to share it was a huge constriction on space regardless.

>Split down the middle by a curtain system you and A.lfa had put up for at least a little privacy.

>The shared Bathroom and shower was on his side though.

>You push past the curtain and look around at your stuff.

>A large bed, large enough to accommodate you and Calamity comfortably, a computer next to a docking bay on a nice table.

>A few tool chests, a freestanding wardrobe, and a chest of spare parts.

>Not much in this 10x15 foot space.

>But you made it work.

>"Sit down and open up for me babe" you say as you set the food down.

>She sits at a larger chair and sets her arm on the table and opens it for you, folding away so you could access her systems.

>"Any other bits of food in there I need to know about?" you ask as you dig through your tool chest for a boroscope to peek inside.

>"No sir" she says with a small smile.

>You sit down next to her and get to work.

>While you snake the long wire into her arm, she uses the other arm to start eating her Tacos.

>On you computer screen you watch as the camera snakes its way in.

>Nothing so far

>Then as you near her shoulder, you see bits of ground bone in one of the servos.

>"Found it, open up your shoulder for me".

>She turns from you and a panel on her back opens revealing her shoulder servos and other parts.

>You see her heart pulse as you clean out the servos of any bone and marrow

>Her heart was to keep the living muscle that covered her frame alive, as well it kept other more private parts alive.

>You take a final look for any extra bone fragments, not wanting to have to dig deeper into her.

>Satisfied that there are no more long lost bits of food in her, you reach into your tool chest and grab a can "MR. Worldwide's Donner oil".

>Specially made Oil just for Donners, helps to Lube up her Joints and it didn't smell all that bad either.

>You smile as you apply it, then close up the panel and pat her back gently .

>"All done, Good Girl".

>Her ears perk up and her large chair swivels around so she can face you.

>"Thank you Sir" She says quietly, her fluffy tail wagging quickly.

>You smile and rub her ears gently.

>"You did a good job in the simulations today, I'm proud of you".

>She gives you a big toothy smile "Thank you! I couldn't have done it without you".

>you continue petting her ears before pulling her into another Deep kiss.

>Once again you fight her tongue with yours, noting the faint taste of pineapple.

>She pulls you out of your chair in a vicious hug, still kissing.

>you pull your head back a bit, breaking the kiss and feeling her breasts pressing against you.

>she begins sniffing you rapidly, savoring the scent of your hair.

>"Sirrr, Please tell me we have tomorrow off" Calamity whines, through her ferocious sniffs.

>"I'm afraid not, we have Patrol tomorrow" you say, turning around in your favorite Donner's lap.

>She continues sniffing and rubbing against you while you eat and occasionally rub her thighs.

>When you finish eating, you stand and take off your Uniform top, looking directly into Calamity's eyes.

>"I'm going to shower, you know what I Expect correct?" you say as you, slide your Urban camo pants off.

>She gives a quick nod "Yes sir".

>You smile and rub your hand against the side of her head and muzzle.

>"Good girl"

>As you turn from her you hear her tail furiously wagging.

>You go into the shower and start it up, testing the water before you get into it.

>Today wasn't a day that needed Calamity to have her fur washed and have you clean her gear and weaponry.

>That was a day long process, where you had to strip her weapons, take them apart and clean them, as well as go through every servo and piston to clean and lube it.

>Today was just a simulator in sterile conditions.

>You wash quickly, not wanting to leave her out there waiting too long.

>The burst of cool air you feel when you step out of the shower is refreshing as you grab your towel and dry off.

>"I'm done Calamity, are you ready?" you call out as you hang it back up.

>The door opens and Calamity stands before you, wearing only her collar and holding a leash.

>"Everything is ready for tomorrow sir, and the holoplayer is ready for us" she says wagging her tail gently.

>With A.lfa gone on a mission, you didn't need to hide Calamity's leash, nor get dressed.

>You smirk calmly and take the leash, leading your shivering Donner to the bed.

>Shes not cold, her fur wouldn't allow that, she just wants your touch.

>"Good girl"

>You lay down and pat the spot on the bed next to you.

>"Mmmmmm Yesss Sirrr" she purrs as she crawls into the bed and into your waiting arms.

>She cuddles up to you and you click a button on your holoplayer remote.

>The movie "Tremors 2 in 4D" starts playing as you hold Calamity close.

>Gently you rub her ears and stomach fur as the movie plays, carefully avoiding her erogenous zones.

>She was the best thing that could ever happen to you.

>Sure some people thought you don't control her well enough.

>But you knew it was just enough to keep this fun.