Moments of Epsilon

[Creator_Drake]

At the mention of the Kit Mill both Drake's and Niri's eyes widened. It took only a slip second for Drake to figure it was a forced breeding factory, and it was enough for his anger to spike. Immediately his power emerged, his spiritual pressure washing over the group. He was quick to reign in his power, knowing he could easily harm Yumiko and her unborn children. He gripped Kurogame's hilt with a white-knuckle grip as he took a shuddering breath.

"Sorry, but when I hear things like that...are you alright Yukiko-san?"

[Fanfic Fetishist]

Natsume almost immediately stepped in front of Yumiko when she felt Drake's power spike, drawing her sword. Yumiko was visibly impressed, although she had reflexively aimed her tail at Drake. Mary felt Drake's anger surge, and she put her hand over the hand on the hilt, sending her calm and peace into Drake in the hopes of helping him calm down.

Yumiko chuckled. "I'm fine," she said. "The most they did to me was artificially inseminate me and trigger the damn Curse Template." She stretched, rubbing her back. "I was never taken to the 'general use' pens like some of the other girls, although on the day Lady Chronos came, I was scheduled to be. I owe big sis a lot for getting to her in time."

Natsume just frowned, not completely lowering her stance. Yumiko smiled. "I got out okay, and Lady Chronos is helping set up adoptions for my sixty kids. Same for the other girls," she said. Her smile faded a little, and she added, "I got really lucky..."

[Creator_Drake]

With Mary's calming presence Drake calmed quicker then usual, soon releasing the hilt of his blade.

"I'm glad to hear you got out alright thanks to Lady Chronos. But still, the mere fact that it happened..." He released another breath as Niri gave a worried frown.

"Is there no way to remove the curse template? It's just, this isn't fair to you, you didn't ask for this. Nor did the other girls for that matter."

[Fanfic Fetishist]

"Breeding Factory is one of the guaranteed temporary Curse Templates," Mary explained. "Once she gives birth, she'll no longer be under its effects. There's medication and spells out there to reduce the pain of birth to almost nothing, or invert it into pleasure."

Yumiko snickered. "Better to be pregnant temporarily than forever cursed to turn into a kid with an adult's mind when I can't control myself, or having my personality reversed, or literally eating everything in sight," she said. "Now that I'm no longer a prisoner, I've started to kind of enjoy this."

Natsume snorted. "You just enjoy the excuse to eat tons of sweets every day," she said.

Yumiko laughed. "That's beside the point," she said. "Anyway, I appreciate the concern, but I'm fine. Right now, I'm just trying to keep mobile before my belly immobilizes me. What brings you lot here?"

[Creator_Drake]

Glad for the change in topic Drake gave her a nod with a smile.

"We're actually here to speak with Lady Chronos about a few things. Since you, like Mary, have experience speaking with her, anything you can tell me about her?" Niri looked at him with a quirked brow.

"I doubt it'll be any different than what Mary already told you." He gave her a light shrug.

"Perhaps, but there's always a chance of something being different. Besides, I want to hear their opinions on too."

[Fanfic Fetishist]

Yumiko smiled. "Just be prepared to try and keep up with her constant changes in tense. It's kinda funny when she switches tenses multiple times in a single sentence," she said. "She gets dizzy and then her boobs bounce all over the place as she tries to focus again."

Natsume sighed. "You know that when she does that she's picturing several futures at once," she said.

"Doesn't stop it from being funny," she said. "Especially with those gigatits of hers."

Natsume rolls her eyes. "You'll have to forgive my sister. She thinks she has a sense of humor."

"More than you!" Yumiko teased.

Natsume sighed. "At any rate, lately more Clairvoya have been gathering here," she said.

Mary blinked. "...Clairvoya don't gather someplace unless they think something major's going to happen," she said softly.

Natsume just nodded.

[Creator_Drake]

There were chuckles as the sisters bantered, but the last part brought on questions.

"Clairvoya? What do you mean?" Niri asked with a tilt of her head.

"Since the name is, by my guess, based on the word Clairvoyance, these girls are obviously based around prophecy right? A magic type I'm guessing?" Drake asked, getting a feeling he was part of this in some way.

[Fanfic Fetishist]

"Psychic Pokegirls without the Magic subtype," Mary explained. "They usually come with giant crystal balls that they can fly on, which they focus their powers through." She shook her head. "To have them gather in large numbers is... distressing..."

Myriad frowned. "I think we should try and find Lady Chronos," she said. "Methinks a situation is arising..."

[Creator_Drake]

"Right, forgot about Psychic..." Crossing his arms he pondered a moment before nodding as Myriad mentioned finding Lady Chronos.

"That would be best Myraid." 'Seeing as we might be part of the reason behind this congregation...' He thought the second half in his mind, directing it to Mary through the bond without physically looking at her. His partners remained silent for now, not wanting to alert anyone else of their presence yet and wanting to obtain more information before making any sort of conclusion.

He turned to the sisters.

"Where was the last floor you saw Lady Chronos, Natsume-san, Yumiko-san?"

[Fanfic Fetishist]

Mary just nodded silently to Drake's thoughts as Natsume spoke.

"We last saw her just a few minutes ago, heading for the top floor," the Yami Bake Samurai said, pointing straight up.

Myriad's uppermost shell bodies looked at the distance upward and gagged. "Uh huh... Of course."

[Creator_Drake]

Standing beside Mary on the balcony Drake looked up the giant pillar of gears himself. He gave a quick nod to himself before turning to the others.

"Alright, quicker we get there the quicker we find out. Mary, you've got Natsume-san; Myriad you've got both Niri and Yumiko with your chell bodies. I'll carry your actual body myself." Niri immediately pouted.

"Mou~ why does she get all the fun?" Drake gave her a look at he stepped onto the balcony railing, keeping his balance easily.

"For one, no offence but Myriad is closer to my own height which won't make things as awkward on the way up. Also, being the fastest here I can help her keep pace as we go up." She pouted further and crossed her arms under her bust, unintentionally accentuating them, but accepted his reasons.

[Fanfic Fetishist]

Myriad blinked. "Actually, I can just make my shell a bit bigger to carry everyone. And Mary can fly up on her own," she said.

Mary shrugged. "It would simplify things," she said.

[Creator_Drake]

He gave her a non-plussed look but gave her a nod, turning serious.

"Alright, that works. I'm just worried about speed is all. I'll go up myself to help things along Myriad. Mary head on up." Drake then jumped off the balcony edge standing in mid air as if it were a regular occurance, giving Myriad the room she needed.

[Fanfic Fetishist]

Natsume and Yumiko stared at Drake, and then looked back at his harem.

"Superpowers?" Natsume asked.

Mary sweatdropped. "Long story," she said.

Yumiko giggled. "Cool," she said.

Myriad increased the size of her shell, adding new bodies to it until it could fit Niri, Natsume, and Yumiko inside of it. As an afterthought, Myriad added. "Um, also, master? My shell can't exist unless I'm inside iet."

Once Yumiko was helped inside and the others were as well, Myriad nodded. "Okay, I'm ready," she said.

[Creator_Drake]

He gave Myriad a quick nod.

"Alright, lets move." He gave Mary a nod before suddenly disappearing with the sound of light static, immediately appearing 5 floors up, waiting for them.

[Fanfic Fetishist]

Five floors up meant that there was still a long way to go. Mary flew up with Drake, Myriad moving up at a slower pace. But as they did move up, crackling orbs of electricity began appearing the higher they got.

Mary looked around nervously. "Something is wrong..."

[Creator_Drake]

Eyes narrowed Drake gave a cautious nod, fingering the hilt of the Great Sword on his back, small blue sparks appearing along his arm.

"Any Ultramaidens or Primes that use Electricity like this come to mind?" He kept his space from the various orbs as they climbed higher.

[Fanfic Fetishist]

Mary shook her head. "This... This isn't electricity... We need to..." She gulped, her fear becoming so strong that it was starting to leak over to Drake. "We need to get out of here! This is TIME energy, we..."

And then both Drake and Mary were engulfed by one of the orbs, vanishing into it as it appeared directly over them.

"NO!!" Myriad cried, feeling a blankness where Drake should be as he vanished.

Time energy whipped around both Mary and Drake, sending them crashing back through time...

[Creator_Drake]

Gritting his teeth Drake immediately summoned his power as he tumbled, soon straightening enough to see Mary tumbling just as he was. Grasping out he grabbed onto her, wraping his arms and legs around and holding her with a vice like grip. His power may not do anything against the time tunnel they were tumbling through, but he'd rather be prepared when they finally arrived to whenever they were headed.

'This is why I HATE time-magic! Blast we should have just taken the stairs!' His partners immediately prepared themselves, not knowing what might hapen.

[Fanfic Fetishist]

Mary clutched onto Drake tightly, tears flowing down her face as they were yanked back through time, tumbling aimlessly. Finally, after what seemed like hours to Mary, they landed roughly in a clearing. Mary, still holding on to Drake, began looking around, and then looked up.

Fear, ice cold fear that shot through her very being with hurricane force, gripped Mary's entire body. Tears flowed steadily down her face as she stared up into the confused, slightly amused faces of Monolitite, Gaia, Frigida, Mountaintide, Storm Gail, Infernus, and Typhonna...

Typhonna grinned. "Well well, my sisters! It seems providence has granted us something new to play with!" she said, her voice like thunder, sending a new surge of terror through the DemiElohim's body.

((Author's Note: No, this isn't game over.))