Going to the nearest hotel room in the upper sectors where the rich people live, I got a room for a couple of nights. And promptly fell asleep on the floor.
What! Just because I can run 150 KPH doesn’t mean I don’t get tired as hell afterwards.
Waking up the following day, I head off towards my lawyer’s office that I got when my parents died. I need to see why the terror twins keep trying to abduct me in broad daylight. Taking my sweet time in what feels like several lifetimes, I walk into his office.
Asking the nice lady to see if I can talk to him, she has me take a seat while she pages him. They talk for a few seconds, and minutes later I am being ushered into his office.
“Good to see you again Mr. Ryu! What can I do for you today” he asks after the shaking of hands and sitting down.
“Well, I am trying to see why the Casey twins (terror twins) are trying to abduct me. As well as a Valkyrie and a Kitsune. Not to mention my school's primary Biology teacher. Can you explain to me as to why all of them are after me all of a sudden” I ask with as much imploring with just enough tearing of the eyes to make him talk.
Sighing, he looked me in the eye and plainly says “well if you must know, your parents made several promises to 4 different families. The ones who you saw are most likely the ones who were promised you. Also, from what the will you mother left behind says, for your blood to truly awaken, you have to get married. Only then can you truly awaken”
I don’t need someone to tell me what my face looks like. I have the face of fear, petrification, horror, and the look of defeat.
Chuckling he continues. “Well, all is not bad. 10% is just that. The rest is the trillions of dollars, as well as your parent’s business, are yours when you get married. Only you have complete access to that. Your parents also made sure that your wives (is he laughing at me? is my life really that much of a comedy show to him?) don’t get a single cent of it. all the facts are in their wills.”
Picking up a glass of what looks like coffee, he takes a drink before continuing.
“Your mother especially made sure of that with very specific wording that leaves no room for misinterpretation nor room to find any loopholes. So you are fine. Just need to bite the bullet and say “I do” when the time comes. Oh! I also have a data chip for you for when you turned 18. But I guess you can get it a few months early. Consider this as my condolences for your soon to be prison sentence”.
I take the chip with numb fingers. How the hell can my mother do this to me?!
Again. I blame my mother for all the bad things that have happened to me concerning my phobia!
Heading out again, I turn and see a new paper showing that some terrorist group had taken responsibly for the attack on my school. Curious, I went to find a coffee shop (damn that lawyer) to order a vanilla mocha with cinnamon.
Finding and ordering, I sit down and pull up the web to see what the new said about the terrorist attack. And boy was I shocked.
The group that is known as The Might of Man (who the hell came up with this name is beyond me), apparently attacked the school because of something so stupid and now all men everywhere now have to live with the outcome, attacked the school because of the 83/17 ratio of female to males. How stupid is that?
Reading the whole thing and listening to the vid, I am more terrified of what is to become of the male population.
I guess it should be of no surprise since I am living on a planet that is technically run by women. While theirs is run by men. I am just glad that I will be going off to the 5th planet that is known as neutral ground.
The third planet is 97% water on the surface and is run by a mafia-style amphibian races. And the fourth is 81% land ruled by the different nomadic Lycanthropes. So the fifth planet it is.
Disconnecting from the net, I just give Casper a high five and say that I will be joining him soon. Especially as I accidentally transform into my real self from the shock of who is standing before me.
Hello Death. Looks like you and I are about to become good friends soon.
The Kitsune’s POV
Walking around the upper city with my dignity shattered, I walk into a random coffee shop to get an espresso. As soon as I walk in, low and behold, the piece of shit is here. Is he on the web!?
Now that is truly rare. I know of only 1 other male that can do that and he is 100% completely human. I guess this will make 2 humans now.
Standing in front of him, I wait for him to get off the net since what I have planned needs for him to be conscious of what I am going to do. I also order my expresso while I am at it. No need to waste a good cup of coffee.
While I wait, I look him over from head to stomach (since I can’t see any further do to the table being in the way) and wonder why the hell he is wearing baggy clothes.
Is he fat? Does he have some sort of incurable disease? Does he have something that will make me want to kill him the moment I see it? does he have a tattoo of a different girl’s face?
He comes to as I am sipping on my now lukewarm cup and changes his form in front of me. Let’s go down the list as I think I now need glasses.
Horns – Check
Wings – Check
Tails (do I see 10 of them *eye twitches*) – Check
Ripped abs that I now how have to kill any other women around me that looks at him – Check
“I’m glad to see that you understand your position, you half breed mongrel! My name is Dayna Kits” I snarl out at him.
“Dragon actually” hey whimpers out causing me to fall short of what I was going to say next as my brain shorts.
Dragon? He is a fucking dragon? Then why the hell does his file say Valkyrie/Kitsune? Unless his dragon form is a mix of the two!
“Who are you parents you little shit” I spat out in anger.
Hanging his head I barely heard “I really blame my phobia on you mother” before looking at me dead in the eyes (which for some reason caused me to swoon a little) and said “my mother’s name is Jessica Ryu and my father’s name is Richard Ryu. My full name is Justiryan Annabelle Ryu.”
Staring at him blankly, all I can think about is the Ryu name that I am supposed to marry due to an agreement my mother had made long ago. I think I remember saying that 3 other families were going to marry him too. That does it!
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Ready to throttle this shit, he stands up saying he is going to the bathroom. Nodding my head, he walks off towards the back of the store.
Looking around the place to see what kind it is to try and sucker, I mean seduce, him into coming back with me. then I see the bathroom right in front of me. In the complete opposite direction of the way he went.
Valkyrie’s POV
I am flying around the city that used to be his address before he moved (which is actually a smart idea since he doesn’t have a job, which also means he needs to die) and am struck speechless as my luck finally turned for the better.
At least that is what I thought until I saw he had 4 sets of wings that are fucking huge on his body with 10 bloody tails! At least they look fluffy from here. Might keep them after I chop them off.
I fly in front of him to make sure he can’t run from me.
“Not again!” he exclaims as he skids to a halt.
Amused by his looking around for an escape route, I simply say “my name is Titianna Yourman. And you are about to...”
He pulls in his wings, tails, horns(?), and shouts “Someone help! There is a Valkyrie trying to rob me!”, literally cutting me off.
Next thing I know, I am tackled to the ground from behind as I watch him dart off into the street after saying “oh shit!” with a look of pure horror on his face.
When I feel the weight (this jackass must weight a fucking ton) lift off of me, I get up as fast as I can and see Jabba the Huts wife in the flesh with pink spiked hair, a pink corset, and a pink thong.
Is there a way I can bleach my mind?
Elder Terror Twin POV
I love sulfur hot springs. Healthy for the skin and mind. And the manicure and pedicure are both so refreshing. To bad my session ends in a few more minutes.
Getting up from the spring, I dry off and do my hair. Followed by getting dressed.
I find my sister, Nami (mother is a huge fan of One piece. As she named me Robin from that show as well), standing in the doorway with a Cheshire smile. Paying the lady at the desk, I walk over to see what she is looking at.
There, running like the hounds of hell are hot on his heels, is Ryan running this way down the street.
I still can’t believe he is wearing such bagging clothes with such a fine body under them. Maybe he can transform into a beast form? Just thinking about that makes me blush and I get wet.
God, I love those styles of porn. Since the are sentient sapiens, it is technically not animal porn. Yay!
Running up to him so I can grab his ass, I yell out to him who my sister and I are. Only to be rebuffed by “run for your lives Terror Twins. Even your united powers are no match for Jabba the huts Wife!”
Blank mind and rapid blinking, I can only think of, not only what he called us, but the Jabba’s wife part. Turning in the direction he turned in, I get a nice view of him getting away.
Feeling a slight pull on my sleeve, I turn to my sister who points and asks, “is that who he is talking about?”
Looking to where she is pointing, I have the urge to vomit and find the next available surgeon to do brain surgery.
How the hell can a girl let herself be that fat when she is only 4’5” tall!?!?!?
Back to the tragic victim
I am currently running towards one of my many safe houses (thank you dad. I can only imagine as to why he would need them).
Taking a quick peek behind me, I breath out a sigh of relief as the mountain of fat is nowhere to be seen. But I still run as fast as I can towards the house I am going to.
At least that was the plan. Because, just as I am entering the place, I feel a set of arms wrap around me with a voice so pure that I start to whimper in fear.
“Why hello handsome. I am glad you invited me to your home. I thought a dinner and a movie would have been all I was going to get for the night. You are such a naughty boy” Mrs. Hampton says huskily into my ear. Causing me to shiver and betrayed by biggie-me (I don’t know about you dudes, but as big as mine is, I can’t in good conscience call him mini).
Then she releases me, pushes me past my door so I could not close it, and shouts “ALRIGHT HOUSES OF KITS, YOURMAN, AND CELESTE. I HAVE HIM PINNED AT HIS SAFE HOUSE”.
I could only stare in abstract horror as to what she had done.
Not even a minute later, I see 4 very pissed off and murderous-looking women standing in front of me. then Cindy tries to join only to get a beat down with “have you no shame, you fat bitch!”, “now I need a brain surgeon just to get rid of this memory!”, “can I carve piggy up for some bacon! I bet he would love some bacon!”, and lastly “who is the pig of a bitch!? When did Jabba have a Daughter!”
Since when did the cute and fluffy Kitsune of my doom ever watch show normal humans make? I will need to investigate later!
Watching as the 4 girls beat the shit out of Cindy, I take it as my cue to vacate their line of sight. Only to turn and see the loli Goddess standing in front of me tapping her toes with an amused look on her face.
“Mercy?” is all I can say.
She barely shakes her head no and says loud enough for all to hear “well, well, well, husband of ours. You gave us quite the chase. Now it is time we finalize the wedding don’t you think ladies?”
Even though I know they said something, all I can hear right now is Hello Hell, my old friend. It is nice to see you again.
Then the most angelic person I have ever seen (even though my phobia will not allow her near me) walks in saying “my name is Robin Cerci. I am an attendant of his lawyer Mr. Watkins. By the will of his late mother, he is to be relocated to Chaos Prime 5 and be wed there. All finances and business’ that are his by right of law, are his alone and cannot be transferred to anyone outside the Ryu Bloodline. Any actions that go against Mrs. Ryu’s will and wishes are to be stripped of the house name and be banned from the house itself.”
Where were you all this time my beautiful, gorgeous, heavenly angel!
I had tears of joy running down my face that quickly turned to tears of pure fear with what she said next.
“Also in accordance with Mrs. Ryu’s will, Justiryan Annabelle Ryu is to be married when he turns 18 years of age to the 4 houses that she has agreed to marry him too. His wives are to take contraceptives throughout college to make sure that they finish their college degrees. Failure to do so will be the same as before. As for the last bit of the will, if Justiryan Annabelle Ryu wives are found not being loyal to him, i.e. taking on different men into her bed, etc., then she will also be expunged from the Ryu Household.”
I guess that means that I am the man of the house and not their bitch play toy?
I started laughing hysterically at that thought. All the while they all turn to me and give me looks asking if I need to be placed in a mental ward.
“Well, my sister wives. It looks like we are off to Eden” Mrs. Hampton says with joyous glee of leaving this planet behind. But the other 4 just look at me with murder in their eyes. Causing me to bolt behind the angel.
The attendant gives me a set of keys that I have never seen before but know exactly to what they go to. Then she pats my head saying “good boy” before walking off. The pat on my head tells me exactly what she thinks of my situation. And from the sway of her hips, is finding this situation very cute.
Heading my head in resignation, I turn to the girls who are now looking at me in a way that I can’t quite pinpoint. I can see disgust, hate, hope, and a few others. But the one I see the most is when a trainer looks at their most prized pet.
“Umm” is all I can say.
Mrs. Hampton just looks like she just had received the best Christmas/birthday/anniversary gift of all time.
“Umm… hi?” is all I said before I was almost slapped by the winged woman. I think her name is Titianna? Tit? Seriously? No wonder she is pissed.
Then I realized when I had done. I teleported through some elemental plane that I know for a fact should have killed me.
Even the girls are wondering how the hell I did that. And judging by their eyes, they are demanding answers.
I, calmly as I can, turn to head for the elevator that I know is hidden in the bathroom. But is cut off by Dayna(?) with a glare that tells me to go elsewhere. So I just head for the main elevator in regards to my lifespan not being shortened.
Waiting for it to arrive, I feel something caress the fur on my tails. That is soon followed be Nami(?) voice saying in an almost delightful but shy purr. “His tails are so silky fluffy!”
That is when all the girls began to touch my tails. Making biggie-me stand tall at attention.
Before I could say a single word (which most likely would have but a moan of some sort), I was asked a question that damn near killed Jr.
“My sister Robin has been wondering if your meat stick is real or not.”
That caused all the blood to run south, as Jr. realized that he might have a chance with them after all.
Barely a whisper, all the while trying to free my tails, I answered: “it’s real”.
“Can you change into a hybrid fox form? Or a real fox form?” Nami asked in rapid fire.
I just nod my head.
A high pitch squeal causes me to put my hands over my ears as I barely hear “see sister! You dream come true!” since I think I am almost 100% deaf now.
Thankful that the elevator decided then to open, I step in near the panel side and hit the close button to see if I can get away from these sirens of death. But alas, my death remains true. They stepped in.
Sighing again, I inserted the key for the bottom floor. Turned it and down we went. I turned my back to the wall and pulled my extra appendages back in. causing a few to “ah!” in protest.
“So what is it that you believe that my sister and I are ‘terror twins’” Robin asks as we head down.
“You both use each other as supports, and have this maniac expresso of glee as you fight” I practically blurt out in fear.
That caused Titianna and Dayna to both snort in laughter. At least I made someone laugh.
Ding
Saved by the bell. Literally.
‘You know, I could help you bend them to your will, and your blue ball syndrome will go away?’ a sexy feminine voice questioned.
I whimpered. Hard.