Moments of Epsilon

[Creator_Drake]

"Mhph!?" Niri jumped in shock as Mary gave her a full blown kiss hwile pressing her body to the Leviathan's. Gripping the DemiElohim's shoulders Niri pushed Mary at arms length. Some would find it comical to see a 10 foot tall woman push a woman 3 feet shorter at arms length, with the latter floating in the air to make up the difference.

"Mary I-wha-you-jus-What the hell?" Blinking she couldn't put her thoughts to words as her cheeks began turning violet. She wasn't disgusted or angered by any means, but instead increadibly surprised. Her shout got the others attention, although Drake had been alerted by another means.

When Mary had approached Niri, Drake began to feel a well of warmth within his chest, one that he knew he wasn't the source of. As he was looking away he didn't see Mary approach her team sister. When their lips touched however emotion erupted within Drake making him stumble a little.

'What in the-That's Mary! But how did I-' He held back a gasp as relization hit him.

'It appears that this bond goes deeper than anticipated, and I thought the changes to your soulscape were the only changes to occur.' 'Hearing' the deep rumble of his one partner brought Drake back to his senses.

'So it doesn't go jus- Wait, what do you mean my soulscape changed?! And why didn't you tell me before?' If anyone were to be watching Drake at the moment, they would see his eyes glazed over as if he weren't really there. Emotions flashed acrossed his face as he talked with one of his inner spirits: shock, contemplation, surprise, exhasperation and finally annoyance.

'I did not say anything before as you were preoccupied and the opportunity hadn't revealed itself until now. As for the changes they are merely cosmetic, aside from the emotional feedback you are recieving from young Mary.'

'Well, this certainly changes a few things when the time comes. What kind of cosmetics are we talking about?'

'Your soulscape is much brighter than before, the sky actually has a sun now with clouds floating by almost lazily. It seems the deeper the bond with these ultramaidens goes, the more visible the change to your soulscape appears.'

'Hmm, that would certainly explain why the lake only had a colour change and gained a deper bottom when I bonded with Niri. Wonder what'll happen once I bond with Myriad, and the other girls as this journey'

'We shall only know with time, Drake. Only with time.' Feeling his presense fade, Drake came back to the bathroom around him, preparing himself for Mary's possible reaction.

[Fanfic Fetishist]

"Sorry, sorry," Mary said, blushing. "I just... I've never been attracted to women before, but... I don't know, it may be our bond talking, but I realized just now that you're one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen in my life. Plus all you've done for Master Drake..." She blushed, and added. "And all the hot stuff you've done TO him..."

Myriad smirked, her tentacles unconsciously forming a heart. "Something I should be listening to?" she said with a catlike grin as she finished cleaning herself up.

Mary blushed harder. "I just... I just felt a strong surge of affection for Niri and wanted to express it, that's all..."

"If you expressed it any fiercer we'd be even more delayed in getting to Lady Mainframe," Myriad teased. She glanced over at Drake, felt the familiar unsettling 'whisper' of his companions 'talking' to him. She frowned when she saw his eyes glaze over, but said nothing.

Elsewhere, Drake's weapons were getting the buffing of a life time, getting polished and cleaned so well that even any deep-seated bloodstains the blades may or may not have had were removed. The effect for the spirits inside them would be roughly the same of an exquisite full body massage and hot tub treatment...

[Creator_Drake]

Drake merely chuckled at what Mary spoke, glad that she simply recieved the good memories for the moment. His grin dropped a little as he caught Myriad's frown. She must have caught him 'speaking' with Kurogame; he sighed through his nose, reminded that he still had a long way to go before she would ever think of trusting the spirits born from his soul. He could sense in the back of his mind the content feeling his blades sent him and fought to hide a grin; it had been a long time since they had gotten such treatment, he'd have to remind himself to do this more often.

Shaking his head a walked till all three could see him in his naked glory.

"Alright you three, if we're all done getting cleaned up we might as well get this show on the road." Niri, still holding remnants of the blush, gave him a nod before moving to turn off the shower she used. Drake did the same before making his way to the jumpsuits, idly noting in amusement that his suit was the oerfect fit.

[Fanfic Fetishist]

Mary and Myriad both took the time to admire the view for a moment before getting dressed and joining him.

"Let's go then," Myriad said, forming a smaller body shell around herself. A Zeromer came and gave Drake back his weapons, bowing and heading out of the room without another word.

A deeper, more thunderous voice came over the hidden speakers. "Please follow the arrows to my greeting room," it said.

Lighted arrows appeared on the ground, slowly blinking. Mary frowned, a little worried. Lady Mainframe usually wasn't this cryptic...

[Creator_Drake]

Something wasn't right, he could tell by the tone. And Mary's worry only added to it. He was glad to have his partners back though; it made things easier for him even if he had no need to draw them. Their physical presence however was more for appearances than anything.

Now more aware of the Bond Mary and he shared, Drake focused on it as they walked. He truly didn't want her or any of them to worry; Niri would be fine, she trusted him wholeheartedly so that was taken care of. Myriad on the other hand wasn't his yet, so other than a physical gesture, there was nothing he could do. But with Mary, there was.

Feeling the bond Drake, for the first time, tried sending his emotions through it; it was odd really. He sent her positive feelings, his confidence, his affection, warmth; it felt like pushing them through a straw almost, yet not so difficult. He just hoped this distracted her well enough. He had a big hunch things weren't going to be all fun an roses once they started talking. So the longer Drake could keep Mary feeling only his positive feelings the better. He made sure to give Myraid and Niri a confident smile and nod as they walked; he wasn't going to leave them out after all.

[Fanfic Fetishist]

Mary smiled, feeling the warmth coming from Drake. She returned the affection, fluttering her wings gently and trying to keep herself calm. She still couldn't escape her unease fully. She took a deep breath, and continued on.

Myriad smiled at the gesture Drake made, but it still couldn't fully get rid of her unease. It was for a different reason, though. She'd only ever interacted with Lucifell and Elohim, so she was unsure of how to behave around Mainframe. She settled on 'polite and respectful' and hoped that it would be enough for now.

After a few minutes of walking, they entered Mainframe's audience chamber. The room was ill lit, shrouding most of the room in shadow. Seated on a raised dais was Mainframe, who sat leaning forward, her face hidden in shadow save for her glowing LED eyes. Abyss sat at the bottom of the stairs leading up to Mainframe's throne, waving cheerfully.

[Creator_Drake]

As much as he wanted to Drake wasted little time and focused on the Prime seated before him. He did cast a glance at Abyss waving at him and the others; he gave her a quick smile before focusing once more on Mainframe, staring right into her LED-lit eyes unflinching.

"Mainframe Prime; it's an honour. I thank you for allowing us your time to speak with you. As you know my partners and companions are Niri the Leviathan, Mary the Demi-Elohim and Myriad the Legion. My name is Drake Denson, and I hope our talks here will prove beneficial for all parties involved." To be truthful, he rather disliked the political speech, but kept with it to be respectful to those he doesn't know personally. Once he did he could care less and spoke far more freely. He did want to be careful however, he already pissed off one Prime, he didn't want to anger any others if he could help it.

On Niri's part her eyes roamed quickly in the gloom, but came to the front when Drake spoke her name. She gave each Prime a respectful nod and left the talking to Drake, unless she was asked a question directly she'd keep her peace for now.

[Fanfic Fetishist]

Mainframe flinched visibly when Drake said his name. Abyss's smile faltered a little, but she kept it up, hopping to her feet and rushing over to enthusiastically make friends with them.

"It's great to meet you all!" Abyss said cheerfully. Her touch was vaguely unsettling, leaving those she shook hands with having a brief feeling that they didn't really exist, but the Legendary Prime's overall friendliness counteracted the odd feeling. "I hope you can have a good time while you're here! We don't get as many visitors as our sisters!"

Mainframe just stared at him for a long moment. "Mary I know," she said, "and Myriad I've heard of."

"I deny all the bad stuff," Myriad said, chuckling nervously. Mainframe didn't turn her way, instead focusing on Drake and Niri.

"You two I am unfamiliar with," she said. "For purposes of my database, would you please tell me a little about yourselves?"

[Creator_Drake]

The touch from Abyss was odd to be sure, but Drake felt no malicious intent from her and returned her greeting with equal affection and cheerfulness.

"I'm glad to be here too, and happy to meet you Abyss. We'll be here for awhile so think of it as a couple visits in one." He gave her a charming smile and a wink, knowing full well that Niri was directing a pout and stinkeye in his direction. Shaking her head she stepped forward to address the Prime before her.

"Lady Mainframe? I am Niri, Drake's Levianthan and first Ultramaiden. Before I bonded with Master I lived with other Levianthans; a Feralborn as Drake has taught me. Through some memories we found that I'm currently 21 years old. As for a birthdate..." She shrugged, doing wonderful things to her bosom as her tail moved lazily side-to-side.

"Haven't got a clue, we just chose July 29th because that was the day we met." Drake came up on her left, placing a comforting hand on her hip. Niri placed a hand atop his, sending a grateful smile his way.

"All I remember from that day are flashes of white, but that day... my family was all killed....I don't know how but-but I'm the only survivor." She looked to the floor, lips pursed as she held back her tears with some difficulty. Drake, not caring about the Primes around him bounded up till he was eye level with Niri, standing on platforms unseen by his power. Rubbing her shoulders and dorsal fin he didn't speak, merely staying there for her as this was still a tough subject for her. He was actually quite proud of her and how she was dealing with it. After a quick moment she nuzzled his nose with her own before they shared a kiss. Stepping back he gave her some room.

"When I woke up I met a man who called himself The Author; he told me that he knew someone who could help me and care for me. He balled me and next thing I knew, I was introduced to Drake, the most wonderful human man I've ever had the pleasure of being with." Without warning she snatched Drake fromthe air and smashed his face into her heaving bosom, knowing full well and ignoring his protests and feeble attempts at removing himself from her embrace.

[Fanfic Fetishist]

Mainframe's eyebrow gave an annoyed twitch at the mention of the Author, but she said nothing on him otherwise. "You consider him wonderful..." Mainframe said softly. "And you, Mary, you trust him?" she asked the DemiElohim.

Mary nodded. "Yes, milady," she said, bowing. "He and I are bonded through Recognition. I trust him with my very soul."

Mainframe blinked, she and Abyss looking visibly started. Both Legendaries composed themselves after a moment. "I see..." Mainframe said. "Myriad, what of you?"

The Legion shrugged. "He's interesting, he ain't bad looking, he treats his girls nice, and he's hung" she said. "Hanging out at the Temple or the Pit was getting repetitive anyway."

Abyss giggled. "Well, you can't get a more honest answer than that."

Mainframe allowed herself a smirk. "Very well. Drake, once you extricate yourself from your Leviathan's chest, please tell me about yourself."

"Squishy booby hugs!" Abyss cackled, sitting back down on the stairs.

[Creator_Drake]

"Hryen err!" His immediate responce was muffled by the soft mounds pressed around his face. As nice as this was he'd rather rest against them after a hot bout of sex where they would truly cushion him. With a giggle Niri released her hold, Drake emerging with a gasp. Once he had taken a moment to catch his breath he gave the Levianthan a mock glare, amplified by the ever brief glowing of his eyes.

"You enjoy doing that FAR to much." The glow faded as Niri kissed his forehead, giggling all the more.

"Yet you never complain." He crossed his arms with a huff, shaking his head as he turned.

"Only because I know how to handle it and not suffocate." This got a bark of laughter from Niri, holding a hand to cover her mouth as she stepped back to join Mary and Myriad once more. Chuckling Drake took a moment to look between each Prime, before giving a nod to himself. With a small hop he landed safely on the ground once more. If it were just Mainframe he were speaking to then like Elohim he would talk with her face to face. But with Abyss here he didn't want to leave her out, even if most of the talks would be between Mainframe and himself.

"Alright, now that I've extracated myself from Niri's Squishy Booby hug, I'll say some things. But before that, speaking of The Author as he calls himself; has he told you anything before hand about me and my visit to Elohim's temple? Anything at all? Or am I going to have to explain things from scratch as to why I'm here?" His hands were perched on his hips almost lazily, hoping beyond anything that she knew SOME things. It'd sure as hell make things easier on him in the short and long term.

[Fanfic Fetishist]

Mainframe stared intently at him. "He has told me the basics. Of the corridors, and your relation to them, and of your weapons and the spirits within them. I have also been told of your overall intent, to confront Donovan. A foolish goal, but my database records suicides as well as murders, so I will not stop you either way on that point."

Abyss looked up at her. "I know why you're doing this," she said, pouting, "but do you have to be so grumpy face about it?"

Mainframe rolled her eyes. Mary gave her a confused look. "Why...?"

"Later," Abyss insisted, waving her off.

[Creator_Drake]

He looked back at Mainframe with equal intensity, though his face looked quite cheerful.

"Well that certainly saves me from explaining the same thing over and over. Hopefully it'll be the same with the other Primes when I run into them. As for my goal being a foolish one, all I'll is that I'll prove you wrong; I've dealt with Adapters before in my line of work. I know Donovan will be different just as every other one I've faced. But it's why I'm here speaking with you. I need information on him, everything I can gather to use against him, or at least his team. I'll be forming as best a counter for each member that I can, but I'll need your help, and that of everyone else that's willing." He gave each Prime a meaningful look, showing them how much he understood about this, and how serious he was treating this. Sure he knew that facing Donovan he'd be alone, he'd prefer that. But the journey to that point, and more-so splitting Donovan away from his team, he couldn't do it alone not as he is now. Even if he could, he knew it'd be better to have his own team to counter his. He knew all this already, but that encounter with the thrice-damned Hero Maker drove that lesson deep.

He stood tall before Mainframe knowing full well what he was getting into, and he wasn't turning back.

"You probably know what I'm going to say but somethings will be different. I apologise before hand for bringing up any bad memories. Drake Denson, born August 13th 1990, from Toronto, Ontario. Current physical age 25, mentally I'll leave for another time. Blood typer O+. Current monikers: PLaneWalker, Bane to all Manner of Horror or simply The Bane. Current abilities: Corridor Travel use, Adaptation, Shinigami blades and abilities."

[Fanfic Fetishist]

Mainframe quirked her head to the side curiously. "Hnh. Very well," she said. "But I need to speak with you alone about something. There is... an issue that needs addressing."

She stood up and walked down the stairs leading up to her throne, patting Abyss on the head. "If you'll come with me to the next room, I'll show you something that you'll need to know before we continue..."

Mary stepped forward, but Abyss stepped in front of her, giggling. "Don't worry," she said. "Mommy Mainframe won't do anything bad to him. Wanna play video games?"

Myriad looked hesitant, but shrugged. "So long as Drake's okay, I got no problems."

[Creator_Drake]

He gave all of them a reassuring smile while sending the feeling though his bond to Mary.

"Don't you worry, I'll be fine here. It's not like Mainframe's gonna shackle me to the floor then have her way with me; don't think she's in the mood for that." He chuckled at Niri's pout but waved his hands in a placating gesture, letter her know he weas only joking.

"Also Abyss? I remember something about freshly made Donuts, I'd love to try those Apple cinnamon ones when we get back, and I can bet Niri, Mary and Myriad would love to try some, if its not too much to ask of course." Giving a final smile, nod and wink he followed Mainframe as she walked away from the throne room. Turning a corner he jumped till he was eye level with the Prime, walking beside her in the air without issue.

"Sorry about that back there, wanted to break the tension with them a little, and hopefuly get their minds of what we'd be talking about." He kept his voice low, he didn't want his voice to travel through the hall back to the others.

"There's also something I need to speak with you as well, something my new mother-in-law wished me to speak to you about."

[Fanfic Fetishist]

Abyss nodded, leading the three Pokegirls into another room. This room was a lot more colorful than the others, with several different arcade machines, both classic and new, blazing away, several robotic Pokegirls playing the machines and laughing. A pair of Chef Pokegirls ran a food station in the center of the arcade,

"Fresh donuts, as promised!" Abyss said, bringing over the treats, which smelled absurdly delicious.

Myriad, being a Spirit-type, COULD eat donuts, she just didn't need to. But then again, who 'NEEDS' to eat donuts? "Delishush!" Myriad said around the mouthful of donut in her mouth, having reached out through her shell to grab one and pull it in to her real body.

Abyss giggled. "I'm glad you like them!" she said.

Mary smiled, eating her donuts. She had felt Drake's reassurance, and that helped a little, but she was still worried about him. She sent him her confidence in him, and her love.

In Mainframe's private chamber, the soundproof door closing behind them as they entered, Mainframe sat before a massive monitor, tentacles shooting out and linking up with the monitor.

"There is a 99% probability that we are thinking of the same thing," Mainframe said. "But ask away. I will answer as best I can."

[Creator_Drake]

He felt Mary's feelings for him; the warmth was something he still wasn' fully used to but he cherished it nonetheless. With a mental nudge he had his partners kep watch over where the bond connected to his emtions and memories. They'd keep whatever went on here private, he hoped. Crossing his arms, a sigh escaped as a frown marred his features.

"What is the name of the man that killed the one Daughter of Lady Amaterasu?"

[Fanfic Fetishist]

Mainframe sighed. Her tendrils glowed briefly, and the monitor pulled up a profile.

It showed a familiar face, one that had a cruel sneer on it, the symbol of the Purification Society on one side of the picture.

The profile showed the name of the murderer.

"Drake Denson. Cause of death: torn apart by Amaterasu Prime."

[Creator_Drake]

For a moment he just stared at the moniter before face-palming, the slap resounding loudly in the room. A tick developed over his eye as the hand trailed down.

"Oh fuck me sideways....this is just greeeeaaaaat. Note to self, if I ever meet with Lady Amaterasu, do so in the company of multiple other Primes to make sure I don't permanently become flombayed. Otherwise, that leaves out one Prime I'll be talking to." Rubbing his chin, his shoulders slumped as his eyes seemed to age.

"Do you have a chair? I'd like to sit down."

[Fanfic Fetishist]

Mainframe's connecting tendrils glowed again, dismissing the profile as a chair popped up out of the floor.

"There is a possibility that she will not react as you think," she said. "We've all been informed of you by the Pest, traveler. Plus, Elohim, for all her bluster and pride, is known to be the best judge of character out of all of us. The fact that you have been entrusted with one of her daughters and not thrown into a Heaven's Gate the moment she met you is a sign that you are different from the monster that was born on this world." A thoughtful look crossed her face. "If you are lucky, Orochi Prime will be there and will have gotten her drunk. Otherwise, she'll subject you to the judgment of the Yata mirror."

Mary, from the arcade, sensed his discomfort. She saw the revelation of the Epsilon Drake in his memories... and firmly sent her reassurance to him, her love. To her, the only thing the other Drake had in common with hers was his name. Hers she knew to be a good man. And if Amaterasu made an issue of it... well, she'd probably get killed fighting the Legendary Sun Goddess, but she'd defend Drake with her life.