Moments of Epsilon

[Creator_Drake]

"...I know..." He placed a hand on Mry's arms while he nuzzled Myraids face a moment, before laying a kiss on her cheek in return. He took a shuddering breath, eyes closed, and for a moment the only sound in the shower room was the waters that spewed forth.

THe moment was broken when Drake stood resolutely once more. Eyes opening he turned to them, the same confident glint returning.

"You girls are just too good for me, but you're sticking with me despite it all; I couldn't ask for anything more. Thank you." Hugging them both close with an arm, he gave them both a chaste kiss, stopping before it became too heated.

"As for your mother Mary, I'll make it up to her somehow. Don't know how just yet, but I will. For now though, there are a couple things we need to do first. One is I need to get Niri so you all can meet... and so I can get the preverbial tongue lashing over with." With a chuckle he shook his head, face soon growing serious once more.

"Once she's here though, we're all gonna sit down and have a talk." He looked pointedly into Mary's glowing eyes.

"You need to tell me everything Mary; everything you can tell me about the True Bond, both of you." He gave a meaningful glance to both Mary and Myriad, leting them know how serious this was.

"I need to know how deep the bond goes; you already know I'm not exactly from here Mary, I need to know what else the bond has and CAN tell you. Can you see full memories or just vague images? Can you tell what I'm thinking at any given time or can you only tell what I'm feeling? I'm not your typical superhuman as you both felt when you told me what happened to that one daughter of Lady Amaterasu." Depending on how far it went Drake would know what he would have to explain, and maybe some things he could keep to himself. He knew he'd have to tell them abot his partners, what with how sentient blades weren't exactly well-liked it seemed

Speaking of, he was curious; considering how Myriad was technically a physical spirit from what he could feel, Drake wondered how she would react when he told them what his powers concerning his partners actually were.

Elohim had been right though, he didn't know what chaos Typhonna had wrought when she was alive, and he didn't know everything she had been through. He would admit that and how foolish his words had been. But neither did she know what he had experienced in return. Drake knew, however, he couldn't merely speak of things to convince anyone. Only actions could prove his skill and experience, and he'd prove it as many times as needed if it meant that they would believe in him.

[Fanfic Fetishist]

Mary nodded. "The True Bond is a total one. The bond of one soul to its mate," she said, smiling and hugging Drake to her ample bosom. "I know of where you've been, what you've done. I know the nature of your companions." She shivered softly. "And I could feel your pain when my mother repremanded you." She kissed him. "I know these things... and I choose to stand with you still. Heaven stands with you always. And those who harm you shall see what is on the other side of my Gate."

Myriad, blushing a little at her own kiss, retracted inside her shell. "Good lord, do all Paradisan types talk like you?"

Mary stuck her tongue out at the Legion. "Only the cool ones."

Myriad chuckled and sighed. "Those sword things are kinda interesting," she said. "I kinda want to meet this Niri you mentioned first, though."

[Creator_Drake]

"And so you will, once we get cleaned up. Now come on..." WIth that he turned and began to wash up, cleaning the sweat and... other fluids from his body.

It didn't take too long, though he was a little surprised by how much Mary and Myriad restrained themselves from jumping him. Then again, it must have been the mood.

Turning off the taps Drake rabbed a towel and dried off sending appreciative glances Mary's way. Once dry he redressed, surprised by not questioning why his boxers were clean. Tighting the straps holding his partners, he gave Myriad and a fully dressed Mary a nod before they all made their way to the temple entrence. He turned to Mary as they walked.

"Seeing as you won't be home for a while, is there anything you need or want to take with you? Last minute 'See-yas' to anyone, like your nephew or sisters I haven't met yet?"

[Fanfic Fetishist]

Mary shook her head. "For a DemiLegendary to go journey on their own for a lengthy period of time is not unusual," she said. "Mother will inform them of my leaving. And I have never really valued personal possessions, so I have nothing I feel I need to bring." She seemed perfectly content, her smile radiant.

Myriad found herself staring at the 'partners.' An odd feeling came over her when she looked at them, one similar to 'kinship...'

[Creator_Drake]

He gave Mary a nod, wanting to push but let it go.

"If you're sure, then alright. Now Myriad, I know this isn't your home as Elohim Prime had said, but I ask you the same thing, is there anything else you need to do before we go? Like a quick shout to your friends?"

[Fanfic Fetishist]

"Already done," she said. As she finished the sentence, two of her shell bodies flew back to her, merging back with the shell of beautiful women. She looked at his 'partners' again, frowning. "Hey, um... I'm getting a really weird vibe from your weapons there... Anything I should know about them?"

[Creator_Drake]

"I'm not surprised, but I'll explain once Niri's with us alright?" Recieving a nod from one of the bodies on her shell, Drake gave them both a look.

"Alright, if you're both sure there's nothing else, then let's go." Turning, Drake took his first step out of Elohim's temple, and his true first step into the world of Epsilon.

He had recieved word from Deus about the temple, about it being in Jerusalem, before he came here. The hilly landscape, the arid air, and the vegetation was all similar to what he had seen in books and his travels back home. It was truly uncanny, aside from the Ultramaidens at his side and those few he saw while walking.

After walking for about half an hour they broke of the beaten path, soon coming to a small inlet with rounded stones juting from the ground. Drake looked about, folding his arms with a nod.

"Good, this work. Ok you two, I'll need you two to guard the portal entrance and not let anyone through until I get back and close it." Getting a nod from Mary he looked at Myriad who was giving him a confused look. Chuckling and ignoring Mary's giggles, he gave the Legion a bright smile.

"Don't worry Myriad, you'll see what I mean." With a snap of his fingers the air before them rippled like a wall of distilled water and soon, the portal appeared.

With not a sound the gateway opened at Drake's bidding, a corridor of black rimmed with dark blue ether. 12 feet high and 8 across, it surprisingly made no sound, and disturbed nothing, not even the pepples on the ground. Drake gave the pair another smile.

"Don't worry, I won't be gone long. I'll see you both soon, promise." With that he turned, walking into the portal's depths until neither ultramaiden could see him.

Myriad caught Mary flinching and wondered why. Just as she was about to ask she could hear footsteps, a pair at that. As well as the voice of a woman that sounded increadibly annoyed.

"...so you go to another world and what do you do? You get not just another pokegirl but TWO!! If it weren't for what you're trying to do I wou-" The voice continued on as the source stepped out alongside Drake who sported a healing black eye.

Mary and Myriad got their first look at Niri, and true to his word she was a Leviathan. 10 feet tall from head to toe and covered in dark teal scales. Amber eyes shone with annoyance as she looked down at Drake, hands on her hips as her tail swung from side to side behind her. She wore a simple 2-piece spaghetti string bikini, modified of course for her tail. The portal closing went unnoticed as Drake gave a sigh.

"Niri, as much as I know I deserve the tongue lashing, could it be put on hold for the moment? I need to introduce you to other members of our team." He gestured to Mary and Myriad with an arm which her gazed followed falling on Myriad first.

Leaning over with a scrutinising look, one hand remained on her hip as the other held her chin. She looked over as much of Myriad as she could before giving a nod.

"She looks pretty good, and while I bet she can give you awesome boobjobs with numbers, each are still smaller than mine." With a grin she cupped herself, lifting each globe. Her smile vanished as she turned to Mary not only because Mary was a Paradisan type, but because she noticed Mary's bust.

"Hey! How come you got a pair as big as mine? Only I can have a pair this big for Master!" She whined out, pouting cutely while glaring midly at Mary. Drake could only groan while face-palming, knowing Niri would be like this.

"Niri..."

[Fanfic Fetishist]

Myriad looked over the Leviathan appraisingly, and smirked. This could be interesting. She smiled at the compliment and shook her heads at the 'smaller' remark. ~Oh yeah, she's gonna be fun.~

Mary blushed a little under the Leviathan's gaze, her wings curling around herself cutely. "I can't help it... All of mother's children have breasts similar to hers..." She crossed her arms underneath her chest self-consciously, unknowingly emphasizing her ample bosom.

[Creator_Drake]

While Drake did enjoy the view Mary was giving him, and he absolutely adored her cute blush, he had to stop this now before it got too far. Niri turned to him arms crossed underneath her own imaculate bosom, giving him a very tantalising view of cleavage as she leaned over.

"So you not only bag just 2 more girls, but one with a bust as big as mine?"

"Niri-"

"I mean, I thought I was-"

"Niri. That's enough." Standing tall with his arms crossed Drake looked down the Leviathan with a stern look.

"But I-"

"No."

"But she-"

"No."

"But-"

"No."

"FINE." With another pout she stood fully and turned away from Drake with a huff, arms crossed. The traveler simply shook his head at her actions, looking at the other girls. The black eye was nearly done healing by now.

"You'll have to excuse her. It's just been Niri and I ever since she was brought to me 5 months ago, so the change is something she needs to get used to." She huffed at that remark, to which Drake gave her rear a very firm squeeze. With a squeak she jumped, turning to give Drake a sour pout.

"Mou~ that's no fair! You know I like it when you do that."

"And I'll keep doing it to get you to listen. Look, I know you don't like the fact that you have to share me but with what I'm charged with, I need you and others to help me with this. Besides, you didn't seem too opposed to me leaving after my gift." Wide eyed Niri had a full body flush as her eyes glazed over, large toothy grin growing. Perverted giggles escaped her throat as her mind traveled back...

With a shake of his head Drake chuckled. Turning to Mary and Myriad he gave them a sheepish smile.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Niri has left the building. Joking aside, Mary, you can cast wide area illusions right? Could you please caste one that hides us from sight and hearing? I need to answer some of Myriad's questions and I'd like some privacy."

[Fanfic Fetishist]

"We don't have to, actually. Since we're in Jerusalem proper now, instead of just outside in mother's temple..." she said. She looked down at the ground. "Jeru, can we have a little privacy? Soundproof too, please."

"Sure thing," said the ground. A building sprung up around them, forming into a small, comfortable shack with soft chairs and glasses of fresh, pure water. Once the Ragnarok had finished building the soundproofed shelter, Mary sat down.

Myriad giggled nervously. "I keep forgetting that Jerusalem's a Ragnarok. She's so quiet and passive, usually... Nothing like Vegas," she said.

"And damn proud of it," the Ragnarok said, not manifesting a body for them to talk to. "Las Vegas is a slut of the highest order."

Mary rolled her eyes. "Jeru... privacy please?"

"Right, right, right..." the voice said, trailing off, the presence in the room vanishing. Mary smiled, and motioned for Drake to continue.

[Creator_Drake]

For a moment Drake stared at the wall before him, blinking owlishly.

"Wh-wha?" Usually he was very good at taking things in stride, following changes on the battlefield as needed. But this, this took him completely by surprise. So there Drake stood, The Bane, mouth agape as his mind tried to reboot.

Niri simply giggled, still within her own little world.

[Fanfic Fetishist]

Mary giggled. "Jerusalem is a Ragnarok, a living city Pokegirl," she said. "She has full control over everything in her borders. Which is why mother built her temple OUTSIDE of Jerusalem's borders."

Myriad laughed. "This is funnier than it should be," she said. "But I gotta admit, you're cute when you have no idea what's going on."

[Creator_Drake]

"Heh right...right" He coughed into his hand, tips of his ears blushing crimson. Giving Niri a quick glance it looked like she was coming to so he made this quick.

"Um... Jeru was it?" He looked over the ceiling, not finding a camera or any similar input source that he could face.

"Could you stop any recording for this room? What I have to say is only for my girls to hear and the Primes. I don't mean to offend, but this is something from up top. *Sigh* If you haven't already, you can keep the recording of my reaction for your own watching pleasure in return. Also, could you send a copy to Elohim Prime only? Call it a Early-Forgiveness gift, she'll understand." Sure, he felt her presence vanish, but being a machine she didn't have to be here physicaly to watch precedings. He looked at his girls as Niri finally came to.

"Like I said I don't mean to offend Jeru in any way, but what I'm about to say is only you girls and the Primes to hear; its a stipulation from the Big Man upstairs for me to come here in the first place."

[Fanfic Fetishist]

Mary looked around, and blinked. "...There's nothing electronic in the building, Drake," she said. "This is just a stone shack she summoned that has soundproof padding in it. She probably just fashioned this out of stuff from one of her abandoned buildings."

Myriad nodded. "That makes sense," she said. "She did mention to Lissandra last time we were all there that she was having some renovations done..."

[Creator_Drake]

Now even more embarrased, Drake felt his eye tick. Didn't help that Niri was giggling at his expence.

'Today just isn't my day.' IN the back of his head he could hear the snickers coming from his patners.

'Ah shut it you two.' One complied, then other got louder. Shaking his head as he cut the connection for the moment he gestured for Niri to tak the long couch, while he took the plush chair after untrapping his swords. Grabbing the glass of water on the table beside him, he drank the whole thing before turning to his girls.

"Now with that over with-" He ignored Niri's giggles "-you wanted to know about my swords, right Myriad? Before I do tell me 2 things. First, what do you know of Heaven's Wrate and Hell's Blessing. And second, what do you actually feel or sense from these 2 swords?"

[Fanfic Fetishist]

Myriad shivered. "I lost a Tamer to Heaven's Wrath," she said. "Got my papers and went independant shortly after that." She sighed, and continued. "I know that Heaven's Wrath is a kind of crystal weapon. You touch it and it turns into whatever weapon that best suits you. A sword, axe, gun, hammer, gauntlets and greaves, whatever. And then it starts WHISPERING to you... My old Tamer, he started claiming that he was doing 'Lady Elysium's' commands and began killing people the sword deemed 'corrupt.' He kept getting stronger and... and he didn't need me any more..."

Myriad shivered, all of her faces visibly tearing up. Mary put an arm around shoulders of the body frontmost to Drake, trying to comfort her. Myriand smiled softly at her, and continued. "Like I said, he kept getting stronger, killing more and more. He attacked Tel Megiddo, trying to kill Lady Lucifell, but she was able to tear him apart pretty quickly. Lissandra and Kanabok helped set me up as an independant. I looked it up, and found that Hell's Blessing is pretty much the same, except more organic and metal than crystal, and the spirit inside it doesn't pretend to be good."

She frowned, looking at Drake's weapons. "Your weapons... they give me a vibe similar to Heaven's Wrath. It's not as overt as those two monstrosities, but it's still there..."

[Creator_Drake]

He looked at Myriad with concern, feeling for her loss. He wanted to get up but stayed. Even Niri reached over and placed a hand on the closest body of the Legions shell.

"I know how it might seem but, listen to Master. Those swords have been with him for a very long time and he doesn't look possessed does he?" She offered Myriad an honest smile. Drake gave Niri a thankful nod.

"Thanks Niri. Like she said Myriad, these 2 have been with me for a number of years and have helped me in many areas. Now, you said there was a similar feel. What did you mean? In what way and from what you've read, was there any mention on their creation?"

[Fanfic Fetishist]

Myriad shook her head, grateful for the comforting but still nervous. "I can see that, but still, living weapons worry me," she said. "And I know this is gonna sound strange, but whatever's in those feels almost exactly like Elysium. Just... not toxic..." She shook her head. "I really don't know how to explain this properly. There's schools for Spirit-types to help understand their unique senses, but I've never been to any of them..."

[Creator_Drake]

"Then I'll make it a point to visit one so we can learn some excercises for you to practice. I'll help you get through this Myriad, we all will." He smiled softly. Shifting in the chair Drake sat cross-legged, both swords laying upon his lap.

"Now the thing about these 2 blades is that yes they are sentient. But unlike those 2 leeches, my blades are just the physical manifestation of those spirits. For you see, they actually reside within my soul, the place where they were born. So, you could say I'm their father in a sense." He laughed a little as the blades within his lap wrattled within their sheathes. He looked down at them.

"Now now you 2. There's no need for that. Her nerves are understandable with what she went through. Besides, I can't use your full power here anyway so give it time."

[Fanfic Fetishist]

Mary giggled softly, sensing what the blades said to him. Myriad rolled her eyes. "If you say so..." she said, clearly still uneasy. All of her shell's faces showed different reactions, showing her internal conflict.

Mary smiled. "If nothing else, it's nice to know that not all sentient weapons are like those two horrors..."