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While Joseph, Miran and Moriko all talked, something... Weird happened. Weirder then usual. There was a glow that came from Joseph. A glow that was connected through a tether that had been connected to him by Qi and the many wonders that it brought by masters of its craft. It snagged him and the other two, and then, like a fishing rod, pulled them roughly to a reality they were not supposed to be in.
They landed roughly in front of great stone walls and a gate with fractal protections and inlaid with images of many kitsune bowing and scraping on the floor in either worship, or in deference.
They were certainly not in Kansas anymore.
The feeling was strange and before either of them could do anything they were yanked away. A normal day now turned upside down as the two barely had time to think before they arrived, and what they saw they couldn't believe.
Moriko and Miran recognized this from stories that they use to be told and read. This was a lot like what they thought ancient human sects might look like. The two were a bit in awe, and a bit ashamed that they were in simple clothing. Though the images did make them feel a little uncomfortable.
"Joseph, we should be careful here. Something powerful has brought us here, and this might be our ancestors afterlife." Miriko said hoping he'd take her caution seriously.
The healer didn't seem to mind Moriko spacing out like that.
"That is fine. Though since I have you both here, I should put you through a checkup. The elders have been asking me to do so." He said with a disgruntled tone.
He hated when the elders nagged at him like that.
Moriko would suddenly turn on the healer, but instead of fury, like Miran expected, she was excited. "If you don't mind may I enquire as to which herbs and techniques you used? See I have a different energy from qi, but from what I have observed they are similar enough."
To emphasize this she would take a small knife, which she had started to carry for protection, and give herself a small cut before using her mana to instantly heal the wound as if it had never been there.
"I know many who wish to have limbs returned, though Joseph was not one such case."
Miran sighed and shook his head. "I am sorry about her. She is a healer, much like yourself, and she has always been critical of her own abilities."
While Joseph, Miran and Moriko all talked, something... Weird happened. Weirder then usual. There was a glow that came from Joseph. A glow that was connected through a tether that had been connected to him by Qi and the many wonders that it brought by masters of its craft. It snagged him and the other two, and then, like a fishing rod, pulled them roughly to a reality they were not supposed to be in.
They landed roughly in front of great stone walls and a gate with fractal protections and inlaid with images of many kitsune bowing and scraping on the floor in either worship, or in deference.
They were certainly not in Kansas anymore.
The feeling was strange and before either of them could do anything they were yanked away. A normal day now turned upside down as the two barely had time to think before they arrived, and what they saw they couldn't believe.
Moriko and Miran recognized this from stories that they use to be told and read. This was a lot like what they thought ancient human sects might look like. The two were a bit in awe, and a bit ashamed that they were in simple clothing. Though the images did make them feel a little uncomfortable.
"Joseph, we should be careful here. Something powerful has brought us here, and this might be our ancestors afterlife." Miriko said hoping he'd take her caution seriously.
Arceus watched. She knew Dave was probably angry, but this healer didn't care for the politics of the sect. She hoped this would show that not all of them were the way most in this world were. And that the entire sect wasn't rotten. Just the leadership. Though she had a feeling she knew what the imperfection was. A Ninetailes born without the ability to have her own children, and taken to a world where a young master might like that in a servant.
She would than make a pure white ball and hand it to Dave. "After we part you can use this to watch what has happened, and the current state."
What she wasn't telling him is that it would not show either of the other two. Dave had made a specific request. To be shown his son. While she would not shoe him what the two with him were going through she could see it.
Word had traveled fast. Moriko had been out for some minor things for the home. That's when she heard about Joseph's condition. When she did she felt the eyes of all the young lords on her. She knew some of them wanted her, and with Joseph down for who knew how long she had a feeling some of them might get a little pusher.
She would quickly finish her business before quickly making way back when a young master grabbed her hand.
"I'm sure you've heard but your master got injured from a simple sparring match." The kitsun that grabbed her was a red fox. He was one of the ones who have been giving Moriko a hard time. He than pulls her close. Gently taking her chin in one hand, and holding her with the other.
"I am stronger than most. If you served me instead all I would ask is that you look beautiful every day." Than the hand that was on her back moved lower and groped her rear before he whispered into her ear.
"I can make you forget all about your worries with just a single night~"
It was at this moment that Moriko used all of her strength to break free and run leaving behind everything she had just gotten. Everything in her was just screaming at her to make it somewhere that she could at least try to feel safe at.
The young master, however, was not happy about being rejected so harshly and glared at her as she ran. "You damn bitch. I swear to tear away everything you hold dear. I will ensure whatever pathetic life you try to carve out is so miserable that you will throw yourself off the side of this mountain!"
Dave could only watch his boy as Joseph slept in the sleep induced coma so he could heal.
Dave could tell that the healing had gone well. Really well. And in any other circumstance, he would've been happy for his boy's recovery. This time however, it wasn't something Joseph had wanted.
He had had a reason to never get healed. Only given prosthetics. The injuries, the curse, they had been lessons. Lessons of his failures. Of what it had cost him to do the right thing, and of how, even if it meant his own injury, that it was worth it.
Joseph was a fighter, through and through. But Dave wasn't sure on how his boy would take it.
Dave gave Arceus a thankful nod.
"Thank you." He told Arceus. He had gotten the chance to calm down, absolutely. And this helped.
But he would keep an eye on his boy. No offense to his two friends, but in his haste to know his son's status, they had been a secondary thought.
He did pause. "What about his friends?" He asked Arceus.
Arceus would gently wave a hand over the screen to show Dave what had been going on with the two. Miran was getting harassed a little, but most of the time he was able to avoid interacting with others.
Moriko was a different story. Since they arrived she had been harassed and tormented, but she was able to keep a brave face. That was until Joseph's coma. Than they would watch the scene where she wasn't just flirted with by a young man, or that it was just a quick feel.
They wouldn't be able to hear what he whispered, but after she got away from and ran. This time they would hear him threaten her for rejecting him.
Moriko got to the place they had been given she found somewhere private and broke down. All they could hear were sobs now before Arceus closed her eyes and made the screen disappear.
"Moriko probably believes that man would have forced her if she hadn't gotten away. And I would say she is correct about that."
Arceus would sit there for a moment before letting out a sigh. So much was going on, and to see one of her children suffer made her angry. She wanted to go and tear that realm apart, but she couldn't. Nor could she show that anger outward.
"Joseph will recover and if he requests it Dialga may be able to undo what they did. And if she cannot I most certainly can. Miran is doing fine. He will return and be none the wiser about what happened to Moriko. And she will pretend as if nothing happened." This was all based on the observations that they watched, so she could be wrong about these predictions.
Dave's jaw set as he saw what happened. He looked at it, then made the image turn back and he put that face to memory. He owed her that and a bit more.
"Alright. Thank you Arceus." he said as he looked at the image of that brat.
"We'll see if something can or can't be done. If I know my boy, he might even be stubborn and let it stay. Just as a reminder in of itself. I don't know." He told her in earnest.
He then dismissed the images, and looked at Arceus for a good little while.
"There are a lot of things I want to say. A lot of things I want to do. But I understand that you are bound by different oaths. Different rules. And maybe one day, It'll be the same for me. I am too willful. Too free in my own way." He said with a snort. "Blame that on my pride I suppose." He said, leaving it at that.
What was the point of him saying that? It was to explain that he understood. He didn't agree, absolutely not. But he understood.
With that, he left with a snap of magic. There was nothing more to say.
Now on Joseph's venture. He woke up some days later. Woke up, and when he felt.. odd. Strange. He touched to where the stump was supposed to be, and found flesh and fur. He touched his left eye. And found flesh and fur there too. His eyes were closed.
He opened his eyes. Both eyes.
And saw the world as a whole once again.
An apprentice was in the room when he saw Joseph moving around and ran to get his master. Mainly because he didn't know what else to do. Word also had to be sent to his servants that they needed to come get him.
Meanwhile Moriko was busy making a meal for her and Miran. While they didn't get anything high quality it was edible on it's own, and she was skilled enough to make a decent meal from they had. She had also been spending a lot of energy on making barriers. By now there was probably more barriers than what they truly needed. But she'd rather be prepared in case anyone tried to attack.
While she was cooking Miran was cleaning. The house was already clean, but he was bored and this just gave him something to do for now.
As the head healer came back he came over to look at Joseph.
Joseph was in a daze. A daze that was due to his healed body.
"I see you're doing better without those metal monstrosities in you." The healer noted as he ran his chi over Joseph.
He could detect that Joseph was whole, and thst whatever chi he had was flowing strong. It was alien though. Alien in a foreign way.
"With you recovered, you should now be able to form your chi veins and open your gates more easily. Why you didn't get yourself healed from such a crippling sooner I will never know." The healer said, but Joseph stayed silent.
The head healer didn't mind.
"I don't see a reason for you to stay longer. You are in full recovery. Go back to your manor, and rest. I will send out a student to get your servants." He told Joseph as he left, and sent an aide to get Moriko and Miran.
As soon as the two got word they finished what they were doing and rushed to the building. They were more than happy to see Joseph, but when Moriko saw what she had done she gently traced her hand around where his old robotic arm ended. But it was now flesh. She knew that Joseph had been fine with how he had been.
Miran sighed and than turned to the man and gave a bow. "Thank you for looking after him." Him and Moriko had educated themselves on etiquette and had made it habit to call Joseph their master while in public, and doing things such as bowing when thanking someone or apologizing.
Hearing him she snapped out of it and did the same. "I apologize for being rude. I've been so worried about him. Thank you for helping him."
Things that me and @dimensionhoppinghybrids have developed on discord. I have gotten permission to say what they are.
- Desire has helped Cherri chill out about her feelings with Ruric. She wants Ruric to be her first time.
- Bellum and Vivienne developed their relationship slowly. They would insult each other regularly. She started to help him out a little bit at his shop. After that he told her his secret, and now they're in a relationship.
- Blue and Sargent have become lovers to Joseph. For Blue it's just until she finds someone who can love her even with her scars. For Sargent it's because he feels like he waited to long to look.
- Sargent was given a potion that took him back to his prime, but he's unsure about finding another mate still.
- Whip and Zig Zag have become lovers to Ivy. These two have also found an old vineyard with old wine, so their this is their retirement plan.
- Moriko and Miran are very open and Joseph is theirs as well. Though they also offer him a mountain sanctuary when he needs to get away.
If there is anything I've missed I trust the mod of dimensionhoppinghybrids to add to this
"Vivienne has a boyfriend, Vivienne has a boyfriend!" The children chanted.
She sighed. She knew the kids were like this. After all, it's what kids did. "You're right. And he makes me happy." She wasn't going to get mad at them. Was it annoying? A little. But they were just kids. "I'll you all get it out, but some.of you are behind on your assignments."
For crack reasons, Dave stuffs Blue and Cherri into his pocketspace mane.
Blue fights it as much as she can.
Cherri will bury herself and than poke her head out with a smile.
This is a list of characters I need to make bios for.
Bun - A Lopunny who was a victim to the Granbull.
Dual - A Lucario who wields a Duoblade, and who's mega evolution makes him look like a knight with a sword and shield.
Gaunt - A Lucario who's a close up brawler that fights with a pair of gauntlets and wears a pair of goggles. Though she's timid.
Moriko and Miran - A pair of alolan Ninetails who wield magic. Moriko is more elemental and potions than her counterpart. Miran can only use his magic abilities to glimpse the future.
Sargent - An older Arcanine who's missing his right eye, and is a bit bigger than most other Arcanine.
Blue - A lucario guild leader who lost an arm, and who's entire right side has burn scars, because of a serious fight.
Cherri - A Sylveon guild leader who developed a crush on Ruric, and was responsible for her evolution in the SCH verse.
Zig-Zag - A Zigzagoon who is the second in command to a guild leader, and helps keep on top of everything.
Whip - A Mienshao who is part of the same guild as Zig-Zag and her girlfriend.
A band - A few mon who became inspired after hearing some music Bellum has, and are doing their best to bring it to the world.
While Joseph, Miran and Moriko all talked, something... Weird happened. Weirder then usual. There was a glow that came from Joseph. A glow that was connected through a tether that had been connected to him by Qi and the many wonders that it brought by masters of its craft. It snagged him and the other two, and then, like a fishing rod, pulled them roughly to a reality they were not supposed to be in.
They landed roughly in front of great stone walls and a gate with fractal protections and inlaid with images of many kitsune bowing and scraping on the floor in either worship, or in deference.
They were certainly not in Kansas anymore.
The feeling was strange and before either of them could do anything they were yanked away. A normal day now turned upside down as the two barely had time to think before they arrived, and what they saw they couldn't believe.
Moriko and Miran recognized this from stories that they use to be told and read. This was a lot like what they thought ancient human sects might look like. The two were a bit in awe, and a bit ashamed that they were in simple clothing. Though the images did make them feel a little uncomfortable.
"Joseph, we should be careful here. Something powerful has brought us here, and this might be our ancestors afterlife." Miriko said hoping he'd take her caution seriously.
Arceus watched. She knew Dave was probably angry, but this healer didn't care for the politics of the sect. She hoped this would show that not all of them were the way most in this world were. And that the entire sect wasn't rotten. Just the leadership. Though she had a feeling she knew what the imperfection was. A Ninetailes born without the ability to have her own children, and taken to a world where a young master might like that in a servant.
She would than make a pure white ball and hand it to Dave. "After we part you can use this to watch what has happened, and the current state."
What she wasn't telling him is that it would not show either of the other two. Dave had made a specific request. To be shown his son. While she would not shoe him what the two with him were going through she could see it.
Word had traveled fast. Moriko had been out for some minor things for the home. That's when she heard about Joseph's condition. When she did she felt the eyes of all the young lords on her. She knew some of them wanted her, and with Joseph down for who knew how long she had a feeling some of them might get a little pusher.
She would quickly finish her business before quickly making way back when a young master grabbed her hand.
"I'm sure you've heard but your master got injured from a simple sparring match." The kitsun that grabbed her was a red fox. He was one of the ones who have been giving Moriko a hard time. He than pulls her close. Gently taking her chin in one hand, and holding her with the other.
"I am stronger than most. If you served me instead all I would ask is that you look beautiful every day." Than the hand that was on her back moved lower and groped her rear before he whispered into her ear.
"I can make you forget all about your worries with just a single night~"
It was at this moment that Moriko used all of her strength to break free and run leaving behind everything she had just gotten. Everything in her was just screaming at her to make it somewhere that she could at least try to feel safe at.
The young master, however, was not happy about being rejected so harshly and glared at her as she ran. "You damn bitch. I swear to tear away everything you hold dear. I will ensure whatever pathetic life you try to carve out is so miserable that you will throw yourself off the side of this mountain!"
Dave could only watch his boy as Joseph slept in the sleep induced coma so he could heal.
Dave could tell that the healing had gone well. Really well. And in any other circumstance, he would've been happy for his boy's recovery. This time however, it wasn't something Joseph had wanted.
He had had a reason to never get healed. Only given prosthetics. The injuries, the curse, they had been lessons. Lessons of his failures. Of what it had cost him to do the right thing, and of how, even if it meant his own injury, that it was worth it.
Joseph was a fighter, through and through. But Dave wasn't sure on how his boy would take it.
Dave gave Arceus a thankful nod.
"Thank you." He told Arceus. He had gotten the chance to calm down, absolutely. And this helped.
But he would keep an eye on his boy. No offense to his two friends, but in his haste to know his son's status, they had been a secondary thought.
He did pause. "What about his friends?" He asked Arceus.
Arceus would gently wave a hand over the screen to show Dave what had been going on with the two. Miran was getting harassed a little, but most of the time he was able to avoid interacting with others.
Moriko was a different story. Since they arrived she had been harassed and tormented, but she was able to keep a brave face. That was until Joseph's coma. Than they would watch the scene where she wasn't just flirted with by a young man, or that it was just a quick feel.
They wouldn't be able to hear what he whispered, but after she got away from and ran. This time they would hear him threaten her for rejecting him.
Moriko got to the place they had been given she found somewhere private and broke down. All they could hear were sobs now before Arceus closed her eyes and made the screen disappear.
"Moriko probably believes that man would have forced her if she hadn't gotten away. And I would say she is correct about that."
Arceus would sit there for a moment before letting out a sigh. So much was going on, and to see one of her children suffer made her angry. She wanted to go and tear that realm apart, but she couldn't. Nor could she show that anger outward.
"Joseph will recover and if he requests it Dialga may be able to undo what they did. And if she cannot I most certainly can. Miran is doing fine. He will return and be none the wiser about what happened to Moriko. And she will pretend as if nothing happened." This was all based on the observations that they watched, so she could be wrong about these predictions.
Dave's jaw set as he saw what happened. He looked at it, then made the image turn back and he put that face to memory. He owed her that and a bit more.
"Alright. Thank you Arceus." he said as he looked at the image of that brat.
"We'll see if something can or can't be done. If I know my boy, he might even be stubborn and let it stay. Just as a reminder in of itself. I don't know." He told her in earnest.
He then dismissed the images, and looked at Arceus for a good little while.
"There are a lot of things I want to say. A lot of things I want to do. But I understand that you are bound by different oaths. Different rules. And maybe one day, It'll be the same for me. I am too willful. Too free in my own way." He said with a snort. "Blame that on my pride I suppose." He said, leaving it at that.
What was the point of him saying that? It was to explain that he understood. He didn't agree, absolutely not. But he understood.
With that, he left with a snap of magic. There was nothing more to say.
Now on Joseph's venture. He woke up some days later. Woke up, and when he felt.. odd. Strange. He touched to where the stump was supposed to be, and found flesh and fur. He touched his left eye. And found flesh and fur there too. His eyes were closed.
He opened his eyes. Both eyes.
And saw the world as a whole once again.
An apprentice was in the room when he saw Joseph moving around and ran to get his master. Mainly because he didn't know what else to do. Word also had to be sent to his servants that they needed to come get him.
Meanwhile Moriko was busy making a meal for her and Miran. While they didn't get anything high quality it was edible on it's own, and she was skilled enough to make a decent meal from they had. She had also been spending a lot of energy on making barriers. By now there was probably more barriers than what they truly needed. But she'd rather be prepared in case anyone tried to attack.
While she was cooking Miran was cleaning. The house was already clean, but he was bored and this just gave him something to do for now.
While Joseph, Miran and Moriko all talked, something... Weird happened. Weirder then usual. There was a glow that came from Joseph. A glow that was connected through a tether that had been connected to him by Qi and the many wonders that it brought by masters of its craft. It snagged him and the other two, and then, like a fishing rod, pulled them roughly to a reality they were not supposed to be in.
They landed roughly in front of great stone walls and a gate with fractal protections and inlaid with images of many kitsune bowing and scraping on the floor in either worship, or in deference.
They were certainly not in Kansas anymore.
The feeling was strange and before either of them could do anything they were yanked away. A normal day now turned upside down as the two barely had time to think before they arrived, and what they saw they couldn't believe.
Moriko and Miran recognized this from stories that they use to be told and read. This was a lot like what they thought ancient human sects might look like. The two were a bit in awe, and a bit ashamed that they were in simple clothing. Though the images did make them feel a little uncomfortable.
"Joseph, we should be careful here. Something powerful has brought us here, and this might be our ancestors afterlife." Miriko said hoping he'd take her caution seriously.
Arceus watched. She knew Dave was probably angry, but this healer didn't care for the politics of the sect. She hoped this would show that not all of them were the way most in this world were. And that the entire sect wasn't rotten. Just the leadership. Though she had a feeling she knew what the imperfection was. A Ninetailes born without the ability to have her own children, and taken to a world where a young master might like that in a servant.
She would than make a pure white ball and hand it to Dave. "After we part you can use this to watch what has happened, and the current state."
What she wasn't telling him is that it would not show either of the other two. Dave had made a specific request. To be shown his son. While she would not shoe him what the two with him were going through she could see it.
Word had traveled fast. Moriko had been out for some minor things for the home. That's when she heard about Joseph's condition. When she did she felt the eyes of all the young lords on her. She knew some of them wanted her, and with Joseph down for who knew how long she had a feeling some of them might get a little pusher.
She would quickly finish her business before quickly making way back when a young master grabbed her hand.
"I'm sure you've heard but your master got injured from a simple sparring match." The kitsun that grabbed her was a red fox. He was one of the ones who have been giving Moriko a hard time. He than pulls her close. Gently taking her chin in one hand, and holding her with the other.
"I am stronger than most. If you served me instead all I would ask is that you look beautiful every day." Than the hand that was on her back moved lower and groped her rear before he whispered into her ear.
"I can make you forget all about your worries with just a single night~"
It was at this moment that Moriko used all of her strength to break free and run leaving behind everything she had just gotten. Everything in her was just screaming at her to make it somewhere that she could at least try to feel safe at.
The young master, however, was not happy about being rejected so harshly and glared at her as she ran. "You damn bitch. I swear to tear away everything you hold dear. I will ensure whatever pathetic life you try to carve out is so miserable that you will throw yourself off the side of this mountain!"
Dave could only watch his boy as Joseph slept in the sleep induced coma so he could heal.
Dave could tell that the healing had gone well. Really well. And in any other circumstance, he would've been happy for his boy's recovery. This time however, it wasn't something Joseph had wanted.
He had had a reason to never get healed. Only given prosthetics. The injuries, the curse, they had been lessons. Lessons of his failures. Of what it had cost him to do the right thing, and of how, even if it meant his own injury, that it was worth it.
Joseph was a fighter, through and through. But Dave wasn't sure on how his boy would take it.
Dave gave Arceus a thankful nod.
"Thank you." He told Arceus. He had gotten the chance to calm down, absolutely. And this helped.
But he would keep an eye on his boy. No offense to his two friends, but in his haste to know his son's status, they had been a secondary thought.
He did pause. "What about his friends?" He asked Arceus.
Arceus would gently wave a hand over the screen to show Dave what had been going on with the two. Miran was getting harassed a little, but most of the time he was able to avoid interacting with others.
Moriko was a different story. Since they arrived she had been harassed and tormented, but she was able to keep a brave face. That was until Joseph's coma. Than they would watch the scene where she wasn't just flirted with by a young man, or that it was just a quick feel.
They wouldn't be able to hear what he whispered, but after she got away from and ran. This time they would hear him threaten her for rejecting him.
Moriko got to the place they had been given she found somewhere private and broke down. All they could hear were sobs now before Arceus closed her eyes and made the screen disappear.
"Moriko probably believes that man would have forced her if she hadn't gotten away. And I would say she is correct about that."
Arceus would sit there for a moment before letting out a sigh. So much was going on, and to see one of her children suffer made her angry. She wanted to go and tear that realm apart, but she couldn't. Nor could she show that anger outward.
"Joseph will recover and if he requests it Dialga may be able to undo what they did. And if she cannot I most certainly can. Miran is doing fine. He will return and be none the wiser about what happened to Moriko. And she will pretend as if nothing happened." This was all based on the observations that they watched, so she could be wrong about these predictions.
Everyone had noticed Joseph's absence. Everyone knew something wasn't right, but Vivienne didn't want that to affect the guild too much. So she decided on training courses for everyone.
She would set up a schedule rotation for everyone to get in jobs, and do whatever training she planned to put them through. She separated everyone based on experience level. Than from there she separated them on strength. She created a multi-tier system with the goal to get everyone to the top. Where her, Jack, and Ruric were. She than had the three of them take turns helping with training where they could. Finally how one could move up. Anyone could challenge Vivienne, Jack, or Ruric at anytime. The goal wasn't to beat them down, but to evaluate based on progress.
And in just a few days there was change already. It was easier for those low in the system to move up. Vivienne, Jack, and Ruric always praised those who moved up, encouraged those who failed, and made sure not a single member of the guild was left behind.
Of course the trio had to train as well. And while Jack and Ruric were making steady progress Vivienne had hit a wall. She was sure there was more she could do, but her physical training wasn't taking her anywhere. This frustrated her because there was something beyond the wall if she could just push past it.
So she began to take on jobs solo. The higher number of team members suggested the more she wanted to run them. But this didn't lead to any breakthrough either. So she began to train in an anthro form. She tried with various fighting types to develop her own brawler style of fighting.
It relied on mid-long range moves to distract opponents, and allow her to move in closer. Than use one of the several brawler styles she learned, or a mix of them, to take down her opponents.
But even this didn't do anything. By the time a week had passed she had gotten so frustrated that she ended up bringing down the training room of the guild. So now she not only lost her place to train, but Ruric also put her on mandatory paid leave. She understood why he didn't it. Her inner frustrations were making her volatile. She was like a thunderstorm. Things were just building up in her, and she needed a release. Someone who would have her in a fight for her life. Maybe going into the wild for a bit would help her come up with someone.
Vivienne had been doing her best to help jeep the family calm. She even sparred with Bellum every chance they could get to try and help work out his frustrations, but she could even that was barely working and the heat around him was getting worse. Not to mention all of the fights he was getting into now.
Than one day he disappeared. One of them had disappeared already, and she couldn't imagine what would happen if they found out another of them had vanished. So she tried to pretend like everything was normal. If someone asked where he went would just say he went to a volcano.
But as the days passed she became increasingly worried that his family would breaking down her door. So she took a couple of days of vacation time to sit at home waiting for something to happen.
Than it did. Bellum reappeared and passed out. She carefully moved closer, but already she could tell he had burnt off his rage. So, with a sigh, she gently picked him up and carried him to their bed, made him comfortable, and allowed him to rest.
But the sword concerned her more. It didn't seem like something he would want left out, or for anyone to touch if this was something he made specially. So she would set it in the corner of their room. She had no desire to draw it from the sheath.
She was a brawler not a sword user. So it was of no real interest to her other than how he had gotten it. Even than she could feel that power that it held. Just something else she would have to talk to him about. But with him home she felt like she could let everyone know he was fine. And the truth if they didn't know already.
So she would go about letting his family know that Bellum had come back safe. Tired it seemed but safe. She was happy to know he was back, and would leave him to rest.
There would be plenty of time to cuddle up with him and nuzzle him later. When he was feeling better.
(Bellum belong to @dimensionhoppinghybrids . Some of the events here happen after a dribble that Java wrote)
Now we know why he is the consort of Demons~
Dave I mean.
Arceus is going to throw this stranger into a pocket dimension for a bit. Mainly to ensure that her daughter was left alone.
While Joseph, Miran and Moriko all talked, something... Weird happened. Weirder then usual. There was a glow that came from Joseph. A glow that was connected through a tether that had been connected to him by Qi and the many wonders that it brought by masters of its craft. It snagged him and the other two, and then, like a fishing rod, pulled them roughly to a reality they were not supposed to be in.
They landed roughly in front of great stone walls and a gate with fractal protections and inlaid with images of many kitsune bowing and scraping on the floor in either worship, or in deference.
They were certainly not in Kansas anymore.
The feeling was strange and before either of them could do anything they were yanked away. A normal day now turned upside down as the two barely had time to think before they arrived, and what they saw they couldn't believe.
Moriko and Miran recognized this from stories that they use to be told and read. This was a lot like what they thought ancient human sects might look like. The two were a bit in awe, and a bit ashamed that they were in simple clothing. Though the images did make them feel a little uncomfortable.
"Joseph, we should be careful here. Something powerful has brought us here, and this might be our ancestors afterlife." Miriko said hoping he'd take her caution seriously.
"Start with those in charge of this one sect. They are directly responsible for the situation. As the ones responsible the consequences fall on their shoulders."
She was happy to see that some rationality was returning to him. It meant that she could, indeed, work with him.
"Normally there would only be allowed one form of punishment. But with this being your child, and if he is the one who almost loses his life, than you may be able to get away with three punishments. I know what two punishments I would give after."
With that she would move to his front and offer him her hand with a gentle look.
"Now, if you wish I can bring you to a specially made space for my realms. Where I sit to contemplate on things. It also has a room where you break whatever you want, and the room will self-repair."
Dave looked at Arceus, then shook his head. "I've exhausted my anger out for now. Thank you though." He told her.
"Just tell me what is going on with my boy. Or better yet, show me." He asked of her. "I want to at least know if he's safe. As for punishments, I need to think. I want to know what the status is of that world, and if I am dooming innocent people that have no say, or if I am crippling a system that's already festered with an infection." He told her pointedly.
"After that, I will make my decision, as limiting as they are."
She gave a nod and manifested a screen. A small influence she could do. Small 'eyes' to watch over what was going on. She would show him the important parts of his son. She would omit everything of Miran and Moriko. He asked to be shown his child so that is what she would do.
Each match he was in. The victories and defeats. Which ultimately led to the worst of the fights, them removing his mechanical prosthetics, and than their healing of him.
"It is no different from many worlds that had a similar period of history. But this one truly has the force known as Qi. Qi cultivation will most likely be forgotten naturally. As is the case in many worlds."
Many worlds, including her own, had Qi. It was natural force of every universe. The difference was if others discovered it or not. Or more accurately how to properly manipulate it.
"This one sect is not the best. Power above all is respected. In terms of the martial arts world they would resemble a part of the demonic cult."
Dave tapped his arms, his jaw working as he looked over everything. His eyes burned, but he didn't or at least tried to not show his anger at the treatment his son got.
They could overhear of what the healers were saying;
"How is the patient fairing?" Asked a elderly looking Kitsun with silver white and streaks of stark black fur as he brushed his Qi over the unconscious Joseph.
They had had to remove a lot of metal with strange protective formations and elements that their alchemists and formation experts were trying to research.
Most of what they had found so far was an enigma to both groups. The older Kitsun didn't care much for such things.
His focus had been on this young master.
He had gone over his body with Qi, tried to feel of there was damage to his Qi pathways or to his dantian. And he had been surprised to feel none of either. There was instead a more quiet power that hid beneath the surface that didn't deign to come forth.
That was fine, as the healers had focused on the old injuries and scars.
A removed eye, a missing arm with traces still of a curse that should've been easy to disbell to their hands, or perhaps it had just grown weak, and many scars from conflicts.
This young master had fought much in many battles, as was the norm.
But why had he not sought treatment? Why had he not tried at least to seek the comfort of healers, abd instead gone for the monstrosity that was metal and strange formations?
The healers didn't know, abd this healers cared little.
Instead, he looked over the healing that had been done. He looked to them, pristine. Proper even.
No scars, no blemishes, and old wounds cleaned, cleared and fur grown.
Now he just needed to rest.
He looked over an information crystal and frowned.
"What of this ones servant? The Elder of earth said that one of this one's servants had an imperfection? Why haven't we gotten to her yet?" Asked the healer.
His assistant bowed, a much younger looking Kitsun.
"Apologies master healer, we do not know yet. The elder said he had plans for the servants, as they need to be evaluated their place."
That gave a humph. "Blasted elders and their games." He muttered.
"Fine. The young master will awaken in a day. Make sure to bring his servants to fetch him and let him recover." He told his assistant, who bowed before leaving.
Arceus watched. She knew Dave was probably angry, but this healer didn't care for the politics of the sect. She hoped this would show that not all of them were the way most in this world were. And that the entire sect wasn't rotten. Just the leadership. Though she had a feeling she knew what the imperfection was. A Ninetailes born without the ability to have her own children, and taken to a world where a young master might like that in a servant.
She would than make a pure white ball and hand it to Dave. "After we part you can use this to watch what has happened, and the current state."
What she wasn't telling him is that it would not show either of the other two. Dave had made a specific request. To be shown his son. While she would not shoe him what the two with him were going through she could see it.
Word had traveled fast. Moriko had been out for some minor things for the home. That's when she heard about Joseph's condition. When she did she felt the eyes of all the young lords on her. She knew some of them wanted her, and with Joseph down for who knew how long she had a feeling some of them might get a little pusher.
She would quickly finish her business before quickly making way back when a young master grabbed her hand.
"I'm sure you've heard but your master got injured from a simple sparring match." The kitsun that grabbed her was a red fox. He was one of the ones who have been giving Moriko a hard time. He than pulls her close. Gently taking her chin in one hand, and holding her with the other.
"I am stronger than most. If you served me instead all I would ask is that you look beautiful every day." Than the hand that was on her back moved lower and groped her rear before he whispered into her ear.
"I can make you forget all about your worries with just a single night~"
It was at this moment that Moriko used all of her strength to break free and run leaving behind everything she had just gotten. Everything in her was just screaming at her to make it somewhere that she could at least try to feel safe at.
The young master, however, was not happy about being rejected so harshly and glared at her as she ran. "You damn bitch. I swear to tear away everything you hold dear. I will ensure whatever pathetic life you try to carve out is so miserable that you will throw yourself off the side of this mountain!"
While Joseph, Miran and Moriko all talked, something... Weird happened. Weirder then usual. There was a glow that came from Joseph. A glow that was connected through a tether that had been connected to him by Qi and the many wonders that it brought by masters of its craft. It snagged him and the other two, and then, like a fishing rod, pulled them roughly to a reality they were not supposed to be in.
They landed roughly in front of great stone walls and a gate with fractal protections and inlaid with images of many kitsune bowing and scraping on the floor in either worship, or in deference.
They were certainly not in Kansas anymore.
The feeling was strange and before either of them could do anything they were yanked away. A normal day now turned upside down as the two barely had time to think before they arrived, and what they saw they couldn't believe.
Moriko and Miran recognized this from stories that they use to be told and read. This was a lot like what they thought ancient human sects might look like. The two were a bit in awe, and a bit ashamed that they were in simple clothing. Though the images did make them feel a little uncomfortable.
"Joseph, we should be careful here. Something powerful has brought us here, and this might be our ancestors afterlife." Miriko said hoping he'd take her caution seriously.
"Start with those in charge of this one sect. They are directly responsible for the situation. As the ones responsible the consequences fall on their shoulders."
She was happy to see that some rationality was returning to him. It meant that she could, indeed, work with him.
"Normally there would only be allowed one form of punishment. But with this being your child, and if he is the one who almost loses his life, than you may be able to get away with three punishments. I know what two punishments I would give after."
With that she would move to his front and offer him her hand with a gentle look.
"Now, if you wish I can bring you to a specially made space for my realms. Where I sit to contemplate on things. It also has a room where you break whatever you want, and the room will self-repair."
Dave looked at Arceus, then shook his head. "I've exhausted my anger out for now. Thank you though." He told her.
"Just tell me what is going on with my boy. Or better yet, show me." He asked of her. "I want to at least know if he's safe. As for punishments, I need to think. I want to know what the status is of that world, and if I am dooming innocent people that have no say, or if I am crippling a system that's already festered with an infection." He told her pointedly.
"After that, I will make my decision, as limiting as they are."
She gave a nod and manifested a screen. A small influence she could do. Small 'eyes' to watch over what was going on. She would show him the important parts of his son. She would omit everything of Miran and Moriko. He asked to be shown his child so that is what she would do.
Each match he was in. The victories and defeats. Which ultimately led to the worst of the fights, them removing his mechanical prosthetics, and than their healing of him.
"It is no different from many worlds that had a similar period of history. But this one truly has the force known as Qi. Qi cultivation will most likely be forgotten naturally. As is the case in many worlds."
Many worlds, including her own, had Qi. It was natural force of every universe. The difference was if others discovered it or not. Or more accurately how to properly manipulate it.
"This one sect is not the best. Power above all is respected. In terms of the martial arts world they would resemble a part of the demonic cult."
While Joseph, Miran and Moriko all talked, something... Weird happened. Weirder then usual. There was a glow that came from Joseph. A glow that was connected through a tether that had been connected to him by Qi and the many wonders that it brought by masters of its craft. It snagged him and the other two, and then, like a fishing rod, pulled them roughly to a reality they were not supposed to be in.
They landed roughly in front of great stone walls and a gate with fractal protections and inlaid with images of many kitsune bowing and scraping on the floor in either worship, or in deference.
They were certainly not in Kansas anymore.
The feeling was strange and before either of them could do anything they were yanked away. A normal day now turned upside down as the two barely had time to think before they arrived, and what they saw they couldn't believe.
Moriko and Miran recognized this from stories that they use to be told and read. This was a lot like what they thought ancient human sects might look like. The two were a bit in awe, and a bit ashamed that they were in simple clothing. Though the images did make them feel a little uncomfortable.
"Joseph, we should be careful here. Something powerful has brought us here, and this might be our ancestors afterlife." Miriko said hoping he'd take her caution seriously.
"I am a higher dimensional being. I can exist in any reality as long as I craft a body for that reality. However, because of the potential I hold, and those like me, there are laws in place to ensure we do not overstep."
This was a system that has worked. One she had helped to implement. But now mortals, who believed themselves higher beings, have done the unthinkable. They have broken the walls. Not into a similar reality, but one that was completely different.
"If I were to do anything within the realm of another, without provocation, than I will be stripped of my realities, and imprisoned. If you were to go than I would be forced to exile you and your family from every reality in which I exist, unmake you where you stand, or take on the punishment myself."
She spoke from experience and decided to show him what she could. What he would see were formless entities holding a trial. Words spoken, but nothing Dave would know. In the center, from the vantage point of Arceus, another formless being seemingly pleading. And than agonizing screams as their form crumpled into nothing more than a flat circle. Screams of agony coming from it before being expelled.
Than another scene. What looked to be a mermaid looking exhausted. A formless being looking apologetic before, in an instant, the mermaid was gone.
Finally there was the memory of watching an entire clan of dimension hoppers being forced out of a reality, and all realities like it.
She hoped that her memories would be evidence enough of what she said was true.
"At the moment this is a situation created by mortals, and it is for them to deal with. However, your son is recognized as a Pokémon. They took two Alolan Ninetailes. Should either be in genuine danger of dying than I may interfere to ensure the survival of my own. And if the act is deliberate than I may choose a punishment for those who were responsible."
With that she would show numerous times where mortals took other living being from vastly different realities, and than gods in mortal form coming to ensure the survival of the one taken. With varying outcomes from talking to all the way up to the whole organization being wiped from existence.
"If I could I would tear apart the kitsun sect right now for stealing away my children. But to do so before one of them is on the verge of death would guarantee a terrible outcome."
Dave considered what Arceus had told him, and he had to probe for loopholes if he could help it in this case.
"Alright, and what if you decide that they've more or less dug their own grave? Am I free to retaliate?" He asked, his voice cool and dangerous.
He had every reason to ask this. Because if they had voided something between other gods, realities or something, then Dave had to know if he could retaliate.
He pointed had what remained of a dead planet that he had destroyed with a full power breath attack.
"They won't end up like that. But since you mentioned a sect. I have a vague recollection of what that is. If it is what I think it is Arceus. I am going to want to destroy them." He told her. "If I have too, I will put those bastards back to the stone age, rip their magic from their planet, and make them live out life as mortal beings. And that is destructive enough in its own right. If they want to play with fire, I will show them the cataclysm of Prometheus." He promised.
He meant it. Every single word.
What was that saying he had heard again so long ago?
A kindness is given back a hundred fold, but an injustice a thousand times over? Something like that.
If one group wanted to act high and mighty, he would let everyone else feel the consequences. Oh he would only destroy that one sect. But he'd let the world become mundane. He'd find each and every little piece of information there was on their magic and he'd destroy it all in an instant, and let them all reinvent the wheel.
The fury he felt, even if dulled by his venting, still blazed in its own way. And right now, he just had a lot of hatred for these bastards.
"The only one who can make that determination is the one in charge of that reality. And if that one was to give you permission to act than there would be restrictions. Rules you would have to agree to. But it would mean becoming a corner stone of their reality. You would be tied to that reality and all realities that stem from it."
She gently placed a hand on his shoulder. She understood his anger. She had been weathful once before. And from it came the worst mistake of her life. It was still something that she was dealing with.
"Trust me when I say actions taken in anger will leave regret."
She would than give him her memory. The memory from when Giratina had been beaten already. Wings broken and torn. Legs bent in unnatural directions. Her mask ripped away. Pleading and begging Arceus for forgiveness. And Arceus lashing out further before forcing her away. Arceus had been mad at themselves for not stopping the fight sooner. Palkia and Dialga had damage as well, but no where near as severe as Giratina. Showing that they had refused to bend until they could no longer fight.
The adrenaline long worn off and them in agonizing pain before their creator forcing them away instead of taking them in. Taking care of their child.
"At the time all I could see was that Giratina had threatened existence itself. In my anger I did not see one of my children who needed help...I...only saw a monster. Even now that is the biggest regret I carry. And it happened all at once. Sometimes I made it before it got that bad. But...there is still a version of Giratina who was in such bad shape that they barely survived..."
She hoped this would show Dave the lesson she was trying to impart to him about overreacting.
Dave could understand what she meant. But to Joseph in this case, this wasn't him overreacting. This was him simply wanting to settle things. Things that needed to be settled.
He looked though at Arceus, and he gave a firm, but jerky nod.
"I understand what you are trying to say. To not act in haste. And I'll.. I'll try. I can't promise more." He told her flatly.
"But when I get my chance. I am stripping that clan of everything I can think to be reasonable." He stated.
He had a few ideas on what to do about them, and he would need to first see what the state of their world was for himself.
Because he didn't want needless killing, even if he wanted to destroy their whole compound.
"Start with those in charge of this one sect. They are directly responsible for the situation. As the ones responsible the consequences fall on their shoulders."
She was happy to see that some rationality was returning to him. It meant that she could, indeed, work with him.
"Normally there would only be allowed one form of punishment. But with this being your child, and if he is the one who almost loses his life, than you may be able to get away with three punishments. I know what two punishments I would give after."
With that she would move to his front and offer him her hand with a gentle look.
"Now, if you wish I can bring you to a specially made space for my realms. Where I sit to contemplate on things. It also has a room where you break whatever you want, and the room will self-repair."
It seems you gods have finally found someone that is your match, eh Dialga?
Dialga sighed. "He is a force of nature. Just as any of us are. He is the living embodiment of mana. He is not just living mana. He IS mana. There are only three I can think of who would be able to bring him back to his senses. Either through a fight, or words."
