{Creepy Batsy.}

Batsy was riding on a Knight’s shoulder. It was slightly chilly in the fall air, but she didn’t care. Her job was just to sit up here and wait for her target to come into range. All she had to do was knock out the target. Anything else didn’t matter. So, she retreated inside her own mind. She was in a tea house back when she was a child. Her master at the time asked her to read the minds of the other players and tell him if they were bluffing. He got caught and killed, but they let her finish her tea and gave her a cookie. They put her to work telling them if anyone cheated. This lasted for several years before they put her to work giving people nightmares. This led them to selling her services to others. She was now on the edge of being an adult and happy to work so long as she got tea and cake or cookies. She was now on loan to this weird pervert to get some man of some value. Given the pornographic images that the pervert was giving her now, this was a man of some note and value. Batsy didn’t care though. She was promised a new dress if she did everything the pervert asked her. Batsy hoped this job wouldn’t last too long. They were on the edge of nowhere in a backwoods town and she hoped she could be back in the warm tent at camp. Maybe with her brush and a nice cup of tea. The strange commander in command of the Knight she was riding was daydreaming about another commander. She didn’t think men should want men, but she wasn’t in the place to judge or even care. She had tried in the past, but that would led to her being punished or even beaten. He just waved at her making sure she was ready as they walked to the edge of the town. The pervert walked forward and yelled using the magical speaker in her Knight.

“Alex, my love I am here to save you again.” It was far to much for Batsy’s ears, but she didn’t let it show. All she could focus on was the rage flowing from that town. It was like some mighty dragon waking to find it’s treasure stolen. It moved in waves from a large warehouse and threatened to swallow her whole. This was not good. That was an anger that would lead to someone dying and not in a fast or easy way. “Alex, my love, I Lady Deveros am here to bring you back to humanity in the offering you have given me, True Love’s Gift, the Knight you gave me to save you. Come away with me, my love and I will show you what it means to be human and to be with humans once more.” The rage built and Batsy watched as a thin man walked out a chain wrapped around his arm. This wasn’t good. He was giving off killing waves despite having the creepiest smile she had ever seen. She should have warned her employer but had been told to stay out of things. This weird man was planning something, and she just had to stand back and watch. He looked up at the pervert and smiled and Batsy’s heartbeat faster. It was a smile that seemed to hold every dark intention of every back alley, but the pervert didn’t care. Batsy knew that the pervert saw the smile as a greeting and a willingness to mate, but that wasn’t right. Pervert saw this man as a mate and future lover, not the death sentence he was. Pervert had to be a moron of the highest order. Batsy just watched the walking nightmare of a person and tried to look into his mind. It was like looking into a void of pain, sorrow and promised torture. She had faced monsters in the past, mobsters who killed without feeling, but he was something more. He scared her. Was he even human? She looked deeper and wasn’t sure. She would have to take a long look into his mind when they were alone. Something was off though, and she couldn’t see what. “Come my love and I shall take you far from here where you can be with me as you were meant to be.” Pervert said. It was all so wrong. Couldn’t pervert see he didn’t want her. Couldn’t she see that he wanted her dead or worse. Pervert had harmed him or someone he loved, and he wanted revenge. This was not going to end well for them.

“Alex my love, I see you are happy to see me, come with me this time and I will make sure I am the only one to enslave you. I will be the only one you ever need and belong to.” Pervert’s voice was getting heavy like she was panting inside that Knight. Batsy, didn’t want to read that mind. Pervert made her Knight kneel holding out it’s hand to the enraged man. Something dangled from its neck. It looked like an arm encased in crystal. She thought she could see stripes on that arm. Did it belong to a beast? Her eyes focused through her long dark hair at the thin man. He had stopped and was looking up at the Knight. He was going to kill the pervert. “That’s right my love, come with me.” The pervert was breathing heavily as she pushed her hand slowly forward. He lifted his arm and the chain shot out attaching to the Knight’s hand. There was a spike of pain and a muffled scream. The knight had just stopped working, the light in the eyes going out. At the same time, she felt pain from the pervert. The metal in the back, the side facing her, slid open like a bug shedding its skin and the pervert was ejected being lowered to the ground on a chain.

“FUCK YOU, YOU FUCKING IDIOT!” He screamed at her. “I took your fucking arm like you took hers.” The pervert was missing her right arm, leaving a bleeding stump behind. “If you ever come here again, I will kill you, taking you apart piece by fucking piece. I want you to remember this moment and live with this pain in your mind for the rest of your fucking miserable life.” He was panting, his rage had boiled over and came off him in waves. His words were useless though as the pervert had passed out. The Knight Batsy was on ran forward and threw out a net. It wrapped him up and pulled him to them. Once he was in range, she used mind magic on him to make him go to sleep. He was drawn in and someone picked up the pervert, leaving her Knight behind. Other Knights were coming out and the fight may risk the target or their employer who would bleed out soon if they didn’t get her back to camp. Two had to stay behind to block a wolf running at them. She hoped that would buy them the time they needed. The pervert was given to the Knight holding the target and her. The other three turned to face the wolf and another Knight running their way. With everyone else fighting, they were able to slip away. The target was sleeping peacefully and Batsy couldn’t help herself. She looked inside his mind and had to fight a scream that nearly came out. Sliding slowly down to sit on the shoulder, she shook retreating inside her mind to the little tearoom. Her magic would keep him asleep, but inside her mental room she shook and cried. He was standing in a dark space watching her, giant metal monsters stood behind him, glowing red eyes. It wasn’t just a few, but a huge army stretching back as far as she could see. Each one unique and covered in weapons and armor the likes of which she had never seen. She doubted anyone in this world had ever seen anything like the nightmares in that man’s mind. There was much more deeper down. Protecting her mind, she peeked into the darkness of his mind. She ran past the monsters, past the fire of rage he had for the pervert, into the feelings in his heart. She saw four women standing around him, a coyote boy standing in front of him. Off to one side stood a black panther woman and on the other were the people of the town. He wasn’t being enslaved; he was being loved by them. She turned away from this and moved into his memory.

What would a man like this have hidden there. His mind was weird, and she saw pages blowing in the wind. How did he remember anything? It was like a slow-moving tornado in here. She reached out and grabbed a page. It was from another world. So, he was a wanderer. It showed him watching a large window and pecking at a strange plate. It clicked and the figure in the window moved. She didn’t care about this one and tossed it back into the storm. Grabbing another she looked closer. It showed him making love to two of the women she had seen before. That looked like fun, but she wasn’t interested in that right now. She made a quick mental copy for later though. Another one showed him writing in a book. As this was his mind, she could see a translation from the strange blocky letters to their own language. It was about cores and enchanting. She called out into the storm willing memories of everything he knew about this. Then one thing made her freeze. He had an idea on how to remove a collar without the coin. Outside the Knight she was riding stopped and she opened her eyes. He was still sleeping, and her employer was still alive but needed healing quick. Two men took the target into a tent, and she jumped down gliding on her long bat wings liking the way her dress fluttered in the wind. She landed softly and reached up touching the collar around her neck. A healer who liked children in a way that made Batsy very uncomfortable ran up to the pervert. She hoped she would get a chance to kill him without someone noticing. Children should be protected. Her mind went back to her target. He was protecting a small coyote boy. The child had a collar, she needed to know more about this man. Who was he? Inside the tent she went into his mind and sifted through his memories again. Someone lit a fire in the middle, and it was nice and warm in the tent, and she wished she could have a cup of tea. Maybe even a cookie if she was allowing herself to dream.

A long while later her employer came in, her stump bandaged and a creepy smile on her face. “I have my love, finally. Slave, leave us.” She said coldly.

“If I leave you, he will wake up.” Batsy said board getting up, as it was an order.

“Right, he is still under their control. It would be best if he stayed asleep until we got back home.”

“You know the others have not caught up.” She was still moving to the door her order not being undone.

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“Stop, I need you to do something else for me. Make him hard for me.” This felt like rape. Batsy didn’t like this. This man clearly hated her employer and was sleeping. This was so wrong, and she would be forced to watch as she couldn’t move too far from him, or he would wake up.

“We don't have time for this,” she weakly argued. The pervert could have let her stand outside.

“You are right. I just need his seed anyway. Even if they take him from me, if I have his child, he will be forced to marry me and be mine forever.” The pervert was drooling as she leaned over the sleeping man, pulling his pants down. Batsy looked away. “Now make him hard for me.” There was an unpleasant sucking sound came from the pervert. This was so wrong. She wanted it to end quickly and flooded his mind with every memory of his time with the women. The pervert stopped sucking and gave a happy hum. There was a spitting sound and Batsy turned to see her pulling his pants back up. At least that was over now. The pervert pulled out a bottle and drained it quickly. “Now I just need to put this inside me.” Batsy turned away as the pervert pulled down her own pants. “No, you have to watch, and I want him to watch too.” Batsy felt very uncomfortable with this whole mission. His eyes opened and he started cursing at her. “Mute him.” The pervert said her eyes filling with lust. Batsy’s collar glowed, and she did as she was told. The pervert lay on a pile of pillows, her pants down and started rubbing herself. Batsy went to her tearoom inside her mind and pulled the man in with her. He sat there smiling in a way that promised death.

“I hoped we could talk in here while that woman is busy.” He just nodded unable to move. “Is it true you have a way to remove my collar?” Batsy asked.

“I do, but it is untested.” He growled.

“How long would it take?”

“About ten minutes if I am back in my workshop.”

“And would you be willing to try it on me if I help you escape?” Her heart was beating so fast. Outside the pervert was enjoying herself and shouting insults at Batsy, beasts, and how much better she was over any other woman. It was boring, perverted and Batsy didn’t like it or her. She hoped it would be over with quickly. Inside he was nodding, and his smile shifted to something less killy. “We have to wait until she is done and then we can make our way out."

“What is your name?” he asked, a slight chill in his tone.

“Creepy Batsy, but I like going by Batsy.”

“It is very fitting. Lily may offer a new one. She said names like that are racist for beasts.”

“I like my name though.” Batsy said with a frown and huff. “Okay I don’t like being called Creepy, but Batsy is cute.”

“It’s your name after all.” he said with a shrug.

“She will be done soon, then we can leave. I am under orders not to harm her and to do anything she asks.”

“Does she have your control coin?” He was a smart one.

“No, my master back at home has it. It should be about a month before he finds out I’m gone, and I hope to be long free by the time that happens."

“May I ask why a tearoom?”

“This is my happy place,” she said, waving her hand around the room. “I get to have tea and cookies in here.”

“Help me escape and I will make sure you have all the tea and cookies you could ever want.”

“If I am asking for the moon, I’d like fruit and cake too. I have a nasty sweet tooth.”

“I will have to ask Orga to make you a cake then.” She beamed at him and stood up.

“That pervert just poured your seed inside her. It being outside of your body for that long shouldn’t work so I wouldn’t worry if I were you.”

“I still dislike that she is doing that.” he said with a growl.

“Yeah, it feels like rape to me,” she said with a sour look on her face.

“It feels like that to me too. In my old world we would call it baby trapping or sperm jacking. The fact that it is her doing it makes me want a bath.” Batsy hummed and smiled at him.

“Could I take a bath too. Not with you, but just the idea of cleaning up would be so nice.” Alex nodded. She had read his mind when she started talking to him to learn a few more things. The pervert was done and covered herself.

“Slave, make him put a collar on,” she demanded.

“That won’t work. He has to do it willingly.” Batsy said forcing Alex to put a collar on. The pervert tried to remove the coin, but the collar just fell away. Batsy did try to warn her.

“Well force him to cuddle with me. We will be leaving in the morning, and I want my love to hold me.” Alex moved stiffly and slid in behind her employer. She kissed his stiff mouth and hummed happily. Batsy willed the woman to go to sleep. Then it hit her. Putting someone to sleep didn’t violate her orders. She waved her hand, and the woman was put into a deep sleep. Given the state of her mind, Batsy and this Alex could have sex on top of her without her waking up. Batsy didn’t like that idea, but getting away would be much easier now. She let go of Alex's mind and he stood quickly. He looked between them debating on if he should kill the pervert or not.

“We should go, Alex.” She whispered. “Killing that one would be a waste of time and I want that tea and bath you promised me.”

“Can you put the idea in her head that I died?” He whispered back. That would keep her from trying that again. She nodded and leaned over the woman. In the morning she would find a body and see it as Alex.

“Done though I do need to kill someone before we leave,” Batsy said, smiling at him. She looked around the room and found a few papers that looked important. If she was going to be free, she would need money. Selling these should keep her in tea for a while. Leaving the tent, she was able to use her gift to avoid everyone. Thankfully they didn’t have any beasts with them, or she would have to alter their memories or even kill them. She slipped between tents until she found the man who wanted children in that very wrong way. Once close enough she forced him to take a knife and cut off his own junk before slitting his throat. That was the one man here she wanted dead. Now that everything seemed squared away, she led Alex out and into the night. The one remaining Knight was on the other side of the camp so they got away, and it would be hours before anyone noticed them missing. She knew Alex would keep his word. It was hard to lie to someone who was in your mind and could read your thoughts.

{Yen}

She was running through the night following the footprints of the Knight that had kidnapped Alex. The wolves were behind her all of them were running on all fours. She knew she was slowing them down with her useless arm. It still hurt and she was pushing herself harder than she should, but Alex needed her. He had given her this arm and by all the hells she would use it to get him back and kill anyone who got in her way. A scent came to her, and she turned sharply in that direction. It was him, but it wasn’t coming from the footprints. There was another smell with him. She flew through the trees and jumped out onto a game trail to see a strange bat woman wearing a white dress. A slave collar was around her neck, and it clinked softly as she pulled him through the trees. Yen didn’t stop and let out a slight cry as she jumped pouncing on him and pulling him into a huge hug. He cried out and placed an open palm on her side before growling in delight.

“Yen, you scared the piss out of me.”

“Crap she is fast. I didn’t even feel her run up on us. Hello, I am not a threat.” Yen looked over at the woman who stood with her hands up as the wolves surrounded her holding their Shot Spears. “I can read your mind you know. Thanks for thinking my hair looks cute and I like this dress too. I know it’s annoying, but you can just talk in place of just thinking at me.” Yen didn’t care and showered Alex in kisses.

“Yen as much as I am enjoying this, we really should get back to town where it is safe.” Alex said with a slight chuckle. She lifted him up looking him over. He looked fine, but smelled like he was aroused. Must be from the hug she had given him. After a quick kiss they turned to the bat girl and the wolves. “This is Batsy and she helped me escape.” Alex said warmly. Yen frowned at the other woman. Batsy turned to her and smiled.

“Oh, no. I’m not interested in him. He scares the crap out of me. Yes, I am reading your mind, five and I have no clue. I have been told it is very creepy.”

{Luhea Deveros}

She had been sleeping next to her love and had the best night sleep of her life. He had smelled so nice and playing with herself while he and that beast watched was so dirty, so wrong, and so hot. She could still feel his seed inside her. Given the fertility potion she had taken, his seed would take root inside her. She rubbed her belly knowing his child was now inside her. Something hurt and she rubbed her stump. It would need to be regrown soon. Getting up she didn’t see that beast or her love. Did that slave steal him away for herself? If so Luhea would have to teach her that beasts don’t belong with humans. She got up and walked around the camp. Most of her help was gone, a few were up and making breakfast, but she only cared about finding her love. They had brain washed him into hurting her, hating her and she would make them pay. Hvodyu came up to her. A tall well-built man that was the commander of one of her Knights. “My lady, we should leave as soon as we can. The other Knights never returned.” She just nodded. “Also, we found a body this morning.” Her heart skipped a beat and followed him through the tents to one on the edge. She thought this tent belonged to Msodoy. A healer that her family had brought along much to her own gratitude. She owed the man for saving her life after she saved Alex. Hvodyu pulled open the flap and the air was taken out of her. She fell to the ground, tears flowing from her eyes. He lay on the ground; his beautiful manhood had been cut off and throat lay open. Alex had been killed by those monsters. It had to be that beast. She must have killed him to betray her. Stealing him away from Luhea the moment she had him. A scream escaped her, and she held her stomach. Her love was dead. Stolen away by those evil demons in that town. She would get her revenge and kill each and every one of them. To do that she would need an army, need warriors, mages and so much more. At least she had his child growing inside her. She would need to stay strong for her little one, needed to get home to build. Hvodyu left her and had started packing everything up. She would have her revenge.