"Alright, then get out there and raise hell!", Cid.

"YES, MASTER!", all three D-Girls.

Bambi yelled with the appropriate enthusiasm along with Sabrina and Rachel at her Master's words. Even as she thought of how silly it was. There was no need for him to give them orders at the start of the job, he would be in radio contact with them the whole time. He could just as easily have given them individual orders as they relayed information to him.

'...but if it makes him happy... There is no real harm in trying to get us pumped up for this simple job.', she supposed.

Having given the expected response, Bambi and her harem sisters, moved to begin there tasks with the confidence of experience. Rachel released her wings and took to the skies trying to spot the target. Sabrina and Bambi split up and did a quick 200 yard perimeter sweep around the armored van and it's attached corpse hauler. Which Cid had parked on the dirt road near their target's last reported location. They did this in preparation of moving out just in case something that could harm their Master was nearby.

Sabrina didn't run into anything in the scrub forest, but Bambi had a short encounter with a Distort Cat (Displacer Beast) she handled it rather easily. She just closed her eyes waited for it to move and used her heightened senses to drive the spike of her battle hammer into its side impaling the monster. As fortune would have it she managed to gets it heart in the first hit, not that it would have mattered if she had missed. A Distort Cat stood no chance against even a moderately strong first tier D-Girl let alone a combat oriented third tier like Bambi. Still, it was a lucky strike with the corpse being mostly untouched the value of it rose.

Since, she was still near the van she easily hefted 230 lbs. corpse with one hand brought it back to place it inside the corpse hauler.

"Nice job Bambi. That cat increases our pay by almost half. You'll get a special reward tonight.", her Master complimented her.

Bambi knew exactly what she wanted as her reward! A one on one taming session with her Master. Normally she had to do joint sessions with Sabrina or Rachel. That was okay especially the ones with Sabrina, Bambi had a rather strong submissive streak after all. Even the ones with Rachel weren't bad because Rachel was really good at taming.

Bambi knew she wasn't her Master's favorite, even if it did hurt a little, so she was okay with the joint sessions. BUT, she still wanted some alone time with her Master, as Bambi imagined what she would ask for she blushed and unconsciously rubbed her thighs together.

The sight of 6'5" D-Girl in full heavy armor with helmet on rubbing her thighs together is just as sexy as you imagine it to be. (NOT...AT...ALL!!)

Bambi's delusions were rudely (thankfully) interrupted by Rachel's voice on the radio.

"Base. I have a possible sight on target, 600 yards, Sou' Sou' West from base."

"Acknowledged Angel. possible target 600 yards, Sou' Sou' West. Deploying Fox and Fire.", replied Cid.

"Fox and Fire deployed, acknowledged Angel.", replied Rachel. (Damn I hope I got that right.)

Bambi joined up with Sabrina and they both started heading towards Rachel's location.

'I hope this is the target. I wanna get this job over with so I can... get my reward!", Bambi thought to herself. This goes to show that you should always be careful what you wish for.

Bambi and Sabrina had moved to Rachel's location with no problem despite the thick undergrowth in the scrub forest. Bambi just walked in-front of Sabrina crushing the undergrowth under her boots. Not very stealthy but regressed Demi-Humans were not exactly known for their shy and retiring nature, actually the pair of D-Girls were surprised that the target hadn't come to attack them with all the racket they were making.

"...I really hate this kind of job. Why hasn't she attacked us yet we're making enough noise.", Sabrina said with a slightly sad tone.

"Yeah..and I don't know. She shouldn't have that kind of self control left.", Bambi replied fully understanding her harem sister's feelings.

Neither of them had any problem hunting and even killing wild D-Girls after all without human interaction the wild girls wouldn't have been able to from a true consciousness. At best wild D-Girls were horny dangerous animals incapable of coherent thought. At worst they were horny murderous animals whom even the weakest of which could easily deal fatal damage to an adult human male. Some of the rarer stronger breeds could even destroy low ranked tamers and their harems.So thinning out wild Demi-Human populations is something that needs to be done periodically.

But their target this time was a regressed D-Girl who had once possessed a mind only to slowly lose it too the lack of human contact. Regression was the ever present nightmare of all D-Girls, the slow loss of identity until there was nothing of them left. Even if a regressed D-Girl was recaptured and tamed the chance of her lost memories returning, in the case of a full regression, was almost zero.

Of course that made this job especially unpleasant for the girls because the target had been abandoned by her tamer. Meaning he had chosen to murder a girl who had risked her life for him in the most horrific way possible.

"A job's a job lets get this one over with.", Sabrina rather forcefully said.

"Right lets pick up the pace.", Bambi replied.

Suiting action to words Bambi lengthened her stride forcing her way through the underbrush as quickly as she could.

Just then Rachel's voice came over the radio,"Base. The target is 100 yards in-front of Fire in a small clearing and it looks like she made a nest there."

After a brief pause.

"GOD FUCKING DAMMIT!!", Cid's shout partially deafened all three girls.

Sabrina and Bambi looked at each other both of them thinking the same thing. The situation had just changed a regressed cat type D-girl would not make a nest. She might stay and hunt in the same area, but that was all. A nest left only one possibility and that just made this job alot more complicated.

The target had been abandoned while pregnant. That placed responsibility for rescuing the child squarely on Cid and his harem. If the child was human and came to harm because of them they might face some serious monetary consequences and maybe even criminal charges if it was a boy.

"Alright this ups the stakes but doesn't change the plan except that now we need to take the target down faster. Angel, is the target still in front of Fire?", asked Cid.

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"Yes, Base, she is guarding the nest.", Rachel replied.

"Angel, Fox, Fire, execute capture plan alpha.", Cid ordered his harem.

"Acknowledged, Base.", replied Sabrina.

'Finally some action.', Bambi thought to herself.

Capture plan alpha was for single target captures and was quite simple. Bambi would move into the targets line of sight, while Sabrina waited behind the target. Rachel would stay aloft and harass the target with rifle fire. Bambi would engage and keep the target distracted. When the target focused on Bambi, Sabrina would come up from behind hit it with her electro whip then capture with a D-Ball. A simple plan and against a D-Girl with no ranged abilities it should be very effective.

Bambi watched Sabrina display her breeds' uncanny grace by melting into the underbrush without even a single leaf swaying. When Sabrina was out of sight Bambi began counting. When she hit 200 she moved forwards making as much noise as she could, trusting Rachel to tell her if the target moved. A few seconds later she reached the clearing and got her first good look at the target.

The Claw Strikette was about 22-25 years-old, with a cute feline face and tanned skin, above average height and built for speed with a lean lithe body and a modest bust. Her hair, ear and tail coloration with their grey color, black spots and darker bands marked her as a tabby the most common of common cat girl breeds one not known for its combat prowess, though exceptions did exist.

'Somethings not right. She's not feral enough. Stupid angel.', Bambi's instinct was sharply honed and she had seen regressed D-Girls before, so had Rachel, the Claw Strikette in front of her did not have the half mad aura of regression. But more telling was her condition, she wasn't naked and her tattered clothes were not giving off a stench meaning she washed them. She was not displaying intelligence. Her stance and feel was more like a high order animal than a human, but that was more than enough to mark her as a greater threat. Still, she was only a second tier she might be more aware but not enough to change the plan.

Bambi assessed the target and calmly said,"Fire, in position and ready."

She waited a five count for Rachel to fire a short burst at the target, which she knew would be evaded. Bambi charged as soon as she heard the first shot with her battle hammer held tight to her body ready for a short swing at the target before she could recover from her dodge. Her timing was perfect and she had accurately guessed the spot the target would dodge to. She swung her hammer in a tight powerful swing and connected with the target.

Capture plan alpha fell apart at that moment, instead of taking the hit and getting stunned the Strikette took it and promptly countered with a palm strike to Bambi's chest that launched the armored D-Girl a full 5 yards back.

Bambi was thrown into confusion at the power of that hit. Her armor blocked the majority of the blow so she had not taken any real damage form it, but still the girl shouldn't have been able to do it. That hit had the kind of power a strength type D-Girl would possess not the agility type Claw Strikette. Faster then Bambi could clear her head and get back up, the girl was on her. A vicious stomp to her chest compressed her armor and knocked the wind out of her. The follow up claw strike might have killed her if she hadn't managed to get her hammer up to take the strike. She almost died again, from distraction, when she saw the claw marks that had been left on the hammer's carbon steel head.

Luckily, Sabrina had managed to recover enough from the shock of a flying Bambi to pull her electro whip and strike at the Strikette before she could deliver the finishing blow to her prone sister. The whip's and her own electric charge added to the shock and pain of the attack. The Strikette recovered quickly and again moved to finish the still prone Bambi. A short burst of suppressing fire from Rachel forced her to back off of Bambi and right into Sabrina's second whip strike. Only this time it wrapped around her arm and Sabrina used the full power of her electric attack running a continuous current through the twitching Strikette.

Bambi got up strode to the electrified girl and launched a full power swing of her hammer. The helpless cat girl traversed a short arc right into a tree impacting with a audible crunch. Bambi was done underestimating this jumped up house cat. She closed the distance and readied her internal fire. If the little bitch so much as twitched, Bambi would roast her.

From the corner of her eye, Bambi saw Sabrina pull out a D-Ball. Instead of relaxing Bambi tensed further if the capture failed she would burn the dazed cat girl.

With her senses battle heightened Bambi suddenly felt a hostile intent aimed not at her, but at Sabrina! She turned around so quickly her sight blurred and she blindly released her inner flames. The brilliant cone of emerald flames from an Infernomander raged across the clearing catching a tiny figure on the right side of its body with the flames outer edges and their accompanying hellish thermal bloom. An unnatural stillness struck the clearing. To suddenly be broken by agonized high pitched screams from the tiny figure that slowly fell to the ground.

'What, did, I just... No I didn't mean to...', Bambi's broken thoughts were interrupted when her vision suddenly started tumbling only to come a violent halt. She saw the scene of a tall headless blue armored body gouting out blood drenching a lithe figure with it's left arm hanging useless. As the body fell forward, her last sight was of the mixture of blood and tears streaming down the cat-like anguished face.

All she had time to think was,'I'm sorry...this isn't' as the light dimmed in her eyes forever. The thought contained a bitter sadness of a lifetime of struggle against being treated as nothing but living weapon and sex-toy, only to have her last act be the murder of a child.

But Bambi did not end her life as a child murderer.

Author's Note: I hope you didn't see that coming. I would appreciate some feed back on my battle scene. I'm not really satisfied with it but can't think of what else to do.

P.S. I wonder if I should add a drama tag to this...