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Thread: Armageddon+Slave

DinoDroid said Millions of years ago a shadow fell upon the world, a dark and malevolent force created to protect the world turned on them and nearly destroyed the world. Finally as a last desperate act a massive spell was cast by the greatest mages the world had. In the final moments before the spell was completed the entity released its own spell, one to wipe the world slate clean so the world would forget about it. In doing so the world fell into chaos, and eventually turned into a frozen wasteland, and the once great civilizations of the world died off, and became roving bands of small groups, eventually de-evolving into a primitive culture. Present day In Egypt a group of archeologists uncover some tablets that mention a pyramid, one lost and forgotten by most other texts, and one that may have been completely untouched by marauders. Upon uncovering the pyramid they find unusual symbols upon the surface. The entrance, unusual to most other pyramids wasn't hidden. Drawn by a mysterious force they enter and explore the pyramid, but find that there is little to explore, untill they come to a massive door. One of the scientists place a hand upon the door, and it easily opens to a dark room. Upon entering they investigate the room, using flashlights to illuminate the walls, finally they each turn to the center of the room and their strobes of light seem incapable of penetrating a dark mass. One of the scientists steps forward and accidentally brushes against a symbol on the floor smearing it. In an instant the black mass surges forward through the break engulfing the man and killing him in a pit of screams. The door suddenly closes and the mass spreads grabbing at the team one by one, and engulfing them as they screamed till after a series of sickening snaps silence befell them. This continued untill only one scientist remained. Finally the force formed and condensed untill it became the shape of a man, still shrouded in shadows he stood there before the scientist. Click to expand... Alexandra Karmin stands in the dark corner of the room, pressed hard into the stone wall while she shines the flashlight at the black mass that had coalesced into what seemed to be a man, though she can see almost nothing of him. Only twenty-four years old, she is on her first mission, and something is already going wrong. Her long brown hair, having come free from the lose ponytail she usually wears it in, is somewhat wild-looking from the shock of what has just happened. Hazel eyes stare fearfully at the vague shape, and her right hand is clutching the flashlight she holds as a lifeline. W...who are you? demands Alex, watching the figure cloaked in shadows as it stands unmoving before her. All she had wanted was to unearth some relics and go home, and now she is facing some mysterious power that one of her partners has carelessly set forth.
Thread: Armageddon+Slave

The figure stared at her for a moment before simply walking around the room occasionally touching the walls with vague shadow like hands, at times causing the strange symbols on them to glow. When he got to the door and he placed his hand on it the symbols released a blindingly white light that sent the shadow man into the walls opposite it. Getting up from the wall the figure glided back over to the woman and stood in front of her. Then within the womans mind she heard a dark soft voice filled with malice that seemed to echo. If you wish to leave this temple alive then you shall become my eternal slave Alexandra Karmin . Do as I say, and as I wish and you will be rewarded. Refuse me now or at any later point in time and I will make you suffer. Now as my first command you will open the door here. Then the figure moved over by the door and waited for her to open it. He needed to get out immediately to spread darkness, and if the woman didn't do as he commanded her, he would enjoy himself using her body. Women as he recalled seemed to dislike losing control of themselves as their minds tried to rebell.
Thread: Armageddon+Slave

Alex watched the shadowed figure move around the room slowly, letting what looked somewhat like a hand brush against the wall as he went. The glyphs on the wall glowed with an eerie light as his hand brushed them. She pressed herself further into the wall, watching him get to the door. She closed her eyes against a blinding white light emitted from the glyphs as he reached the door. She recoiled again, seeing the figure suddenly loom up in front of her. A voice that spoke suddenly inside her head made her jump, and the clear malevolent designs of the voice nearly made her shiver. Something about complying with his demands - for the voice was most certainly male - and being rewarded and being punished if she didn't. But he was just a shadow. What could he do besides kill her? And she wasn't afraid of death, after walking through many perils to reach this place. Watching the figure as he moved back to the door, Alex made her decision quickly. From what it looked like, this person or thing was nothing good for the world. She shook her head. No, I think I don't want to let you out. And why can't you open the door yourself? Sorry for the lack of reply within the last 2 days...I forgot to subscribe to the thread.
Thread: Armageddon+Slave

Once again she heard the dark voice within her head You truly are a stupid girl aren't you, apparently a spectacular show of magic and me being sent across a room isn't enough to tell you that the door is warded against me? Suddenly the figure was back in front of her, this time it looked more solid, coalescing into a man. Standing well over 6' he towered over the quivering woman. His features hard, yet the perfect specimen of what a male human would look like. The shadows wrapped around him forming rags that covered his body, and his eyes were empty, looking into them one would see oblivion. He shot his hand at her throat and at first he held, and pressure was placed upon her throat squeezing her throat shut, choking her. Then in an instant they passed through her leaving a cold feeling behind, as though death itself had touched her skin. Pulling back his hand he looked at it mildly dissapointed. After examining his hand he looked back at Alex, and a cold smile moved across his face. I think this will be fun. Shooting his hand out once more, this time above her head she felt a tugging sensation and was gently lifte up from the ground and placed on her back in the air. Moving his other hand above her he formed a fist and jerked it sharply into the air, forcing all of her clothes to be torn from her body leaving her utterly naked, trapped under his power and at his mercy. Again hearing the voice within her head he spoke Now my dear where shall we start, what shall we do. Pausing for a moment he pretended to be deep in thought then his face lit up as though coming apon a brilliant idea. I know let's start by turning you into my most willing fuck toy. He raised his hands once again, and they began to glow red, when he lowered them he started fondling her breasts, his cold touch leaving behind a warm pleasant sensation. Softly moving his hands down along her stomach he reached her pussy, where he shoved two fingers into her cunt and quickly removing them. Then he stepped back and waited. As he waited the warmth from his hands intensified where ever he touched her. It didn't burn, but instead generated pleasure, slowly increasing. In her pussy, the process wasn't slow, but fast, and growing stronger, and denying her release. The shadow man had cast a lust spell, tied directly to his touch, a touch that would slowly force her to desire him. It didn't matter how strong willed one was, all creatures desired to procreate, humans were just more focused on the pleasure of the act. As a result he found that lust spells that brought pleasure but denied release was often the best way to get what one wanted. After a while all creatures would come to him and do anything they could to get that release, and they would do it in honesty. Much better in his opinion to simple torture, which often took extra time, and produced uncertain results in loyalty. Beg me to fuck you, to fill you, beg me to be your master, swear to obey me, and I shall offer you release. He thought to her after letting her stew in her own arousal and pleasure.
Thread: Armageddon+Slave

Alex gripped her head with both hands as the voice echoed again in her head. She had suspected that the door would be protected against the escape of the creature, but she had just wanted to be sure that her assumption was correct. She flinched abruptly as the shadowed figure materialized in front of her. She watched as the shadow seemed to solidify before her and grow alarmingly tall in height. Her five and a half feet had nothing on the figure standing looking down on her that seemed to be at least six feet tall. Under any other circumstances Alex would have considered him good-looking, but now that was the last thing to be on her mind at the moment. She tried to look directly into the man's eyes, but the emptiness of them forced her to drop her gaze. Her eyes widened suddenly as his hand shot out and tightened around her throat, cutting off her airway. For half a second she tried to pull a breath, then to her surprise the pressure lifted as his hand passed directly through her, leaving a sharp chill in its wake. She eyed the man warily, pressing her back into the wall when she saw a smile creep across his face. Before she could react she was being lifted into the air and a moment later she was staring at the ceiling as if she were lying on some invisible table in the air. Turning her head, she saw him jerk the fist that wasn't already extended, and her clothes made a harsh ripping sound as they all dropped to the ground, completely exposing her body to him. Alex attempted to struggle as the man spoke to her in her mind, and her efforts only increased when he announced his intentions as if they were a brilliant idea he had thought of while walking by the river. Her hands curled into fists when his hands, now glowing a brilliant shade of red, groped at her breasts. Though instead of the cold feeling she had experienced earlier she felt more of a mild heat on her skin where his skin had touched hers. Her body tensed further as his hands glided down her stomach, and she yelped in surprise as she felt his fingers plunge into her pussy, leaving it as suddenly as they had entered it. The warm feeling continued, growing into a slight desire to feel more of what the touch gave her. She could feel the sensation grow in intensity, and with it grew her lust and desire to be taken. She fought the feeling for a full minute, but the pleasure she felt increased until she could think only of release from it. Just stop it! she screamed suddenly, her voice echoing off the walls of the room. Whatever it is you're doing, stop!
Thread: Armageddon+Slave

He smiled his cruel smile Why should I stop when you're obviously enjoying yourself so much? Turning back to the door he brought Alexa with him. You know, I could offer you the release you seek, but at a small price, be my slave and open this door, and you will find the release you seek. Continue to resist and your arousal and pleasure will only increase to unbearable levels. Once that happens you will probably suffer and die without release, for in here my form is incapable of physically affecting objects, and that means I can't provide you with your well desired release. However, I can still kill you with magic like I did with your friends, I don't think I will do that to you however. Now you can continue to resist, or you can do as I say, if you die know this, since released from that damned circle my will and influence has grown tenfold, I may have had to wait for millions of years for you to come. Though now, I will only have to wait probably only a few months. Release me now, and you shall be rewarded, don't and you will suffer. All this was said within her head in a calm tone, she would know that her life was meaningless, and for a creature that could wait for millions of years a few months was nothing. More importantly the lust and burning desire within Alexa was increasing, and growing faster, soon if she didn't do as he said she would truly begin to lose her mind.
Thread: Is Blood Thicker than Water? (Razgriz and Ketsu)

The woman next to him nodded her head, gray-blond hair falling into her face, her eyes a ice blue color, small flecks of green that never showed up unless she was very angry, her outfit was the same as his. She waddled slightly from the awkwardness of her larger hands and feet but she nearly walked normally with a lot of effort. Let us go J'arock. She says turning her face to his, her own name was Sahipria. She made her way into the building leading the way under ground, she was alert and listening for anything other then her partners footsteps behind her. It was would have been very easy to just slip pass all the so called guards, she glanced back at her partner wondering what he would do. The large man was very different from her own tall, lean body made for swimming, not walking on land. She didn't enjoy this mission, not because of her company but simply because the land was so very dry, she skin felt itchy, though she knew it was just her mind playing with her. Sahipria knew just how important this mission would be to Beacon, so she said nothing against it knowing just how much money they could get from this. Do you know which one we are to be taking? She asks normally, her voice soft. She was just here to help the other, he knew all the details, she was just here for back up and would nearly stay that way.
Thread: Is Blood Thicker than Water? (Razgriz and Ketsu)

J'arock would actually surprise Sahipria he waited until the outer guards had their backs turned, then crushed them like the ants they were. They wanted to scream, but it was too late soon red could be seen coating the front and sleeves of his tunic, his eyes glowing with the thrill of the kill. Not a sound was fired that was good....for Sahipria, anyway. J'arock would gladly take on more he wanted, no, NEEDED more. So pathetically weak, but a source of amusement they certainly are. Hehehe he then said, his deep voice reverberating off the steel voice. He knew Sahipria wouldn't really approve of his brutality however, she needed to be conditioned to what it meant, so he was going to do what he always did Push through until all of them were dead or captured and the Pokemon they've stolen were either released or returned to their owners. Why he was partnered with a Water-type still eluded they were miles from any inkling of a water body source. Then he remembered he was to show this girl what going on a true mission into the heart of the enemy was like, with her serving as his aide. Being a veteran Brawler, he was the ideal choice for an assignment like this it was all fine and good by him. That meant he got to crush more pathetic grunts. But, Sahipria was not entirely useless out of water she was orders of magnitude stronger than any human could hope to be, and adaptable like no one could believe. So, after he was finished, he followed her down a few levels evidence of their previous skirmishes still remained. Caked-on blood stains, massive dents and bullet holes marked the scenes of intense combat it all reawakened vivid memories of this place. Hearing them try to gun him down, their bullets being stopped by his thick, naturally-armored skin, their faces in fear as they tried to run, only to be brutally slaughtered like the sheep they were. His face twisted beneath his hood into a maniacal grin as he felt the bloodlust rise within him. Hearing her question, he then responded, waiting for her to call out where targets might be, We're after one Leader.......Goes by Alex the Red. Supposedly brutal, efficient, and bold. I can attest for the last one he was stupid enough to set up here. He'll learn that was his biggest mistake. However, he could be on any one of these floors though if he's like any other coward, he'll be the furthest from the battlefield anyone can be, at the bottom.
Thread: Is Blood Thicker than Water? (Razgriz and Ketsu)

Sahipria wasn't affected by his brutal way, she had heard about him, who hadn't, his brutality was what made him perfect in the others eyes. She merely followed along, slightly nodding her head, one grunt came around the corner near where she was in front, her hand shot out grabbing him by the throat and bashing his head into the wall until his skull cracked. Hearing the crack she dropping the dead grunt to the floor stepping over him as his blood started to pool out of his ears, eyes, mouth and nose. She wasn't nearly as useless, she continued to walk ahead, many grunts running away screaming, two ran up the stairs the other two ran down the stairs into the lower area's. Do you want to go down stairs while I take care of the ones who ran up the stairs? She asks blankly while pausing to look at J'arock. He was a bit taller then she was, but he made it up in bulging muscles nearly everywhere, she could see his muscles through his outfit, his chest was broad while his arms we're very much full of popped out veins. She didn't know if her was muscle everywhere, unlike the other females, who wanted to know, she passively, could care less. She didn't hope to mate, but knew eventually she would be forced.
Thread: Is Blood Thicker than Water? (Razgriz and Ketsu)

J'arock just smiled at Sahipria she was proving how useful she could be, even out of her element. Not that she didn't know a lot already she was experienced in underwater trapping, dragging enemies to their death was something she was known for throughout the village. And though she was nowhere near as strong physically as J'arock was, she equaled in his determination if not surpassed him. He just laughed as the Grunts ran screaming, yelling after them in a maniacal tone, Running will not save you, scum! The Almighty One has condemned you to death, and we - his divine instruments - will deliver you to your fates! Looking to her as she posed her question, J'arock paused for a moment before answering I'll go down.......I want to see the look on the Leader's face when I slaughter his brigade of troops. He then proceeded to walk past the Water-type, his boots sloshing the pool of blood created by her kill and leaving a trail of red, messy footprints. Unlike Sahipria, his mind was nowhere focused on mating he just wanted to make more blood flow. Unfortunately, J'arock was wrong in his conviction the Leader was actually upstairs and was lying in wait behind a reinforced door, one that only a Ground-type even had a hope of breaking through. But, if Sahipria were to come up, he had a little surprise waiting for her should she try to open the door. Soon, J'arock was encountered with easily twenty heavily armed troops they shouted and began firing while at the same time releasing a few Pokemon of their own - two Houndooms, a Blaziken, and an Electrivire - to combat this one-man-army. This was going to be another interesting fight J'arock pounded his fists together, roaring Another round? You just don't know when to give up, do you?! He then charged, the hostile Pokemon and Grunt rifles firing off soon, the sounds of combat could be heard throughout the whole building.
Thread: Is Blood Thicker than Water? (Razgriz and Ketsu)

Sahipria turned making her own way up the stairs, she walked quietly make little to no noise as she stepped on each step. She turned a corner to find some grunts pounding on a steel reinforced door yelling and screaming. She made her way across the room, she grabbed the back of two of the grunt's head slamming them into the steel door they we banging on. The blood splashing onto her clothes and face, getting into her hair as she kept pounding, hearing the third one screaming, her mind went blank, a smile making its way across her face, until her hand hit the steel door, it jolted her back into looking at her hands. The face of each grunt was not gone, she blinked passively as she dropped the two faceless, bloody grunts to the floor, she turned to the third one who was about to jump into a tree. She quickly made her way to the open window right as the grunt jumped, her hand flicked out as fast as anything and caught hold of the ankle. She smiled again, a bit darker this time as she pulled the woman into the window once more, though this time not all the way in. The woman's head was still outside. You know you'll die. Why did you try to get away? I-I don't know. Maybe instinct, fight or flight to live to see another day? I knew I had no chance with fighting you, I have no weapon... The woman states tears leaking down her face. It didn't change the look on Sahipria's face. She pulled the woman back into the building shut the window only to slam the woman's face into the glass, breaking it and slamming her torso into the sharp glass leaving her to whimper as she slowly died. She then turned to face the steel door, she stood back waiting a couple of minutes before looking around for an idea of how to open it.
Thread: Is Blood Thicker than Water? (Razgriz and Ketsu)

J'arock was busy cleaning up the last of the opposition downstairs the Pokemon had all been knocked out cold and only one Grunt remained his comrades lay in bloody, gut-strewn heaps all over the ground. His outfit was saturated in red, copious amounts of blood lining his face. Jarock's outfit was pocked with holes the rounds had penetrated slightly into his skin, but not enough to cause internal damage. A simple flex of his muscular body was enough to have them all fall out, clanging on the metal floor loudly. The titan then grinned again and advanced on the lone survivor. The Grunt fell on his ass and tried to crawl away however, his back soon reached a wall that made up the length of the walkway. P....please...don't kill me....I have a wife and children.......I'm just doing this to provide for my family! J'arock grimaced at this man's pathetic blubbering he then growled, Have you considered all the families you've destroyed by being in this organization? All the grief and sadness you've helped cause? The man just stuttered, realizing the error of his ways however, it would be too late for him. P..please, just let me go! I'll quit! I swear! I'm done! J'arock just picked the man up by the nape of his shirt, growling You'll have to do better than that. May the Almighty One grant you mercy in the afterlife. He then drove his fist into the man's chest it went straight through, punching clean into the metal and leaving a melon-sized dent in the wall. The Grunt passed on, falling limp with his body hung up on J'arock's arm. J'arock then made his way to the end of the hall there was a reinforced door here. He just cracked his blood-soaked, glove-covered knuckles, chuckling as he muttered, Knock, knock before slamming his powerful fists into the door, each hit creating an impression of his fist in the metal it took about three hits before it flew off its track. There was no one here he just growled, That little..... and turned to go about upstairs. Alex had heard the commotion outside he then heard a feminine, dark voice speaking to them. His lips twisted into a sickening smile this base wasn't meant for processing Pokemon, like they probably thought. He was known in Team Rocket only for his cunning, so it was no surprise that he'd tricked the stupid Grunts into being bait for him besides they would have died anyway. May as well be for something useful. This base was modified to function as a capture point for one of them and use them as a slave that door was rigged so that anyone not using a subdermal transcoder would be instantly shocked with 100000 volts of pure electricity. The fact that it was a female was even better for him he had a restraint system all set up so that even their strongest couldn't break out of it. He twirled in his chair, his gray eyes gleaming maliciously as he pressed a red button. The door slid open, letting Sahipria and Alex see each other face to face. He then put on his most convincing sad face and pleaded, Please, please, don't kill me! Look, I was forced into this.....I hate this! Seeing people die! I don't wanna die! Please, spare me!