Chapter 9

The next day, early in the morning, Allanon tries to meditate within Seiryu’s field of energy (not the Ahou, though there are traces) and something miraculous begins to happen 20 minutes in. As he lets his mind wander from the past, to the present and to the future, a figure tries to take form via the particles of energy swirling around. Bits and pieces gain and lose shape more being gained than lost with every moment. Hair long and deepest black is the first part to stay together completely. Slender and toned arms are the next parts to finish forming. The rest of a toned yet buxom female figure of an alabaster skin tone is formed over the next 10 minutes, the long hair being shown as mid-thigh in length. The face begins to form, orange eyes with a purple pupil, full lips, a small nose, dainty cheeks and chin to finish her looks off, or they would if not for a pair of wolf ears to be sticking out from the top of her head, the fur the same shade of orange as her eyes. “Finally. You can now see me in a more natural form Master. So how do I look? Seiryu asks.

Allanon says nothing, stunned at the vision before him. He stands up and embraces her in a gentle hug. “How is this possible?” He finally asks, still in awe of her humanoid form.

“This is all because of you. To my knowledge, Mechanoids have always been treated as tools, nothing more. Even from our first actual meeting, I felt complete with you inside me. As you added women to your bed, some other form of energy that was released has been given to me to use in other methods. Just like I can enhance you, you have been able to enhance me in our own separate ways aside from my repair and transformation. In the short time we have been together, you treat me like a treasured partner, no thoughts of even getting/using a different mechanoid have ever crossed your mind. Also, unlike many a man that I have observed over the years, it would take a force of nature to have you abandon those 3 young women. There are at least 4 you currently plan to add, but again, they won’t just be bed partners to be used at a whim, but parts of the family you are growing.” Seiryu says

“Oh, there is a 4th that is more in between, but I don’t know how she doesn’t realize it yet.” Allanon says with calm confidence.

Seiryu tries to ask who, as she can basically be a passenger in his mind, when she is stopped. Allanon stepped up to her and laid a kiss upon her lips, stealing her non-existent breath and almost causing her to lose shape. “That is just a part of a huge debt to be repaid. Without you, none of this that has happened would have been possible. The future would be bleak. Lashara would be dead or a puppet to those who have put strings into her if you and I didn’t meet. Aura might not have survived her encounter since The Swan wouldn’t have been anywhere near there. Chiaia would be dead or enslaved after she was overwhelmed. So then, why wouldn’t I choose to be with the woman who has helped bring about such a positive outcome, who has helped to give my life such direct and wonderous purpose.” Allanon finishes.

“Such a sweet talker. I really wish I could be with you like Lashara, Wuhanly, and Lapiz are, but this form is all you get. You know some mechanoids can talk to each other, but they are either in such a state of flux that only a few words are gotten, or they are so old that they have forgotten how to talk to someone, including their pilot, only ‘talking’ with a few images, but still happy to be active all the same. Newer mechanoids, those few actually created recently and not found/restored, have a much harder time as no distinct personalities have had time to develop.” Seiryu says.

The next hour is hard on Allanon, as not only has Seiryu dissipated any clothes she formed with, teasing him with the cupping of her tits or the spreading of her lips as she imitates pleasuring herself, but just like he pushed to make her more when they first met, now she tries to do the same, trying to force her energy to saturate his muscles. By the end he feels a deep soreness, like each muscle was individually forced to work and endure punishment almost to the breaking point.

After he leaves the hanger, a deep cleaning shower is used to make sure that no remnants of Seiryu’s field have clung to his skin. He then loads up a big plate of food at the cafeteria. He surprises himself when even after leaving a few minutes for his stomach to settle, that his body is still calling for more food. After 2 more big plates are loaded up and then cleaned, even he begins to think that this is getting ridiculous. It takes another medium sized plate, still packed to the edges and piled high for the growls of his stomach to subside. You would think that after such a feast he could barely move, and you would be right, but his body has been going straight to work on processing it.

He makes it back to Lashara’s house, sets an alarm for 5:30 then passes out. When he awakes, it is not to his alarm, but Lashara rubbing her hands all over him, her bare pussy rubbing on his leg as she works herself up to another good orgasm. Seeing him finally awake, she moves to remove his shorts. His hand quickly stops her by flicking her off his leg, sending her spiraling onto an empty area of the bed. He looked at the time, 5:20, so his alarm was close to going off anyway. “As much as I would love to take this to its natural conclusion, have you forgotten that I have a date tonight with one that we are very eager to add to our family. Don’t wait up for me, though I will be sure to wake you with whatever is remaining in my tank by the end of it.” Allanon says.

After getting cleaned up, alone to Lashara pouting face, he dresses in a semi-formal outfit, one that while looking good, still allows him to have full range of movement. He adds a couple of daggers just in case. It is when he does a jump just after leaving Lashara’s house that things turn a bit strange, even for him. Instead of the couple of feet that he normally jumps, he has to reach out and snag the branch of a tree he was in danger of hitting. ‘Seiryu what is going on? I went to jump just for the fun of it and almost hit my head on a branch 12 feet off the ground. On top of that, my appetite earlier was insane, yet barely 6 hours later there is no evidence of it, like my body chewed through it at max speed.’ Allanon comments

‘What did you think would happen with what we managed to do? My energy wasn’t just brushing against you but being massaged into almost every part of you. The fact that you are standing and not still asleep is a wonder to your already great physical shape. Your body will still need a long time to adapt, so I suggest that we don’t repeat the process for at least 2 months. In the meantime, train and truly push yourself. It might be possible that you may not need to cheat to beat Mexiah in just over 6 weeks, but only time will tell.’ Seiryu says then goes silent.

(in her own thoughts)

‘Just who is my partner? I have had stories communicated to me about others both recently (last 20 years) and in the past (up to 200 years) who tried to do direct energy infusions with their preferred pilots, with the results ranging from severe Ahou burns to no effect at all. Even those that minorly succeeded were asleep for days to weeks as their bodies worked to adapt but would still show almost no improvement beyond extending their safe operating times. I have no real way to dig into his past and family history, but either someone experimented on him when he was very young, or a parent was at the highest levels of compatibility and passed on all the right stuff. The fact that he kissed me (and I somehow felt the sensation) and then claimed that I will be his wife. I was joking when we first met about giving him the impression of me wanting to be a wife for him, knowing that such a thing is not possible. Yet he has defied every expectation from that first day. I want to help him fly through the heavens, defeating every threat that comes his way, and while we haven’t reached space as of yet, it is like we are close to reaching the outer edge of the troposphere, yet we are failing to slow down at all.’

(Back to Allanon)

Seiryu having fallen silent, Allanon takes his time in reaching the administration building. He tosses and then throws some pebbles. The impact sites make it look like he was swinging a big hammer used for pounding small nails, not a rock less than a quarter of an ounce in weight. ‘I need to be careful as hell, especially when I have sex with my women, as I don’t want to hurt them anymore than they want to be hurt.’

He reaches the building, and has to skid to a stop, as his jaw tries to find the ground. Aura’s hair has been styled into ringlets, then gathered in a big band to point behind her. Her attire is far from her usual clothing. Her clothing is such a color that it makes her skin seem to glow. It is a dress with a heart-shaped cleavage window that goes down to mid-thigh, ruffles and frills decorating the sides. Her shoes, while having big, rounded heels, raise her already tall height by another 2.5 inches. The extra height turns her legs into more of a dream. She sees him and does a twirl. The skirt rises to show she is wearing a small thong, her gorgeous butt cheeks almost completely bared. An unbidden growl arises within his throat for the offering she is broadcasting to his senses. Aura hears the growl, and her cheeks redden enough to show through her darker complexion.

“My plan was for us to hunt tonight. We can either work together and find a bigger creature or make a contest out of it and have us each hunt something smaller. I’m pretty sure you already know what I want if I win, correct?” Allanon says as his eyes rake her figure, the hunger in his eyes is very apparent.

Aura’s eyes change by widening and a grin blossoms on her face as the challenge is issued. She then takes a few casual steps and from a corner of the building, pulls out a bow and a quiver of arrows. “Dark Elves are incredible hunters. You think to challenge me in my own domain. I don’t know if you are foolish in that regard, overconfident, or just think that you will get lucky. I accept your challenge. The terms are as such: No max size, only those that are mostly to full carnivore, and it has to be male. Let us find a spot to make camp first. We will probably need to travel 30 minutes plus to find a sufficient clearing in the forest in which to cook and clean our meals and it will probably take us a few hours to track our prey.” Aura says as she struts up to Allanon and links her arm with his.

They take off at a run towards the forested area that comes up to the backside of the academy. They take turns leaping down the path’s level instead of taking the elevator or just walking. Unbeknownst to Aura, Allanon plans to use a gift he hasn’t actively used in months. Star and Moon had taken to him so quickly that he never needed to use his gift past a few phrases. They find a clearing, prepare it with a small fire, then with big grins they both take off in opposite directions.

Allanon stops 100 feet away from the clearing and climbs a tree. He finds a few squirrels, but they ignore him when he tries to get answers from them. He leaps through a few more trees and finds some cute little Koro. “Hey little ones. Any big predators around here that have been causing problems?” He asks them.

A few cautiously walk up to him from their nest in the high boughs of the tree. He leaves his hands face down on the branch. They get closer and take a few wary sniffs. They speak as they find him not to be threatening to them. “Bad lake. Even those who are big are not safe when drinking. Pulled under and then loud cracking sounds are heard, no sign ever rising to the surface. Even 3 branch ones taken at once with no issue.” The biggest of the Koro reply.

“Show me where and I will see if I can handle this for you.” Allanon replies back. He is not sure what this is, but the creature is definitely a hungry nuisance if it can grab 3 male deer without issue. It is even more of an issue if the creature is eating just because it can, not because it actually needs to.

It takes 15 minutes of hard leaping through the trees, 2 Koro on his shoulders giving him precise directions. The lake is big, in excess of 10 acres in size. As luck would have it, they see a large panther come up for a drink not 5 minutes into the wait. Just 30 seconds into the drink, a tentacle, thicker than his thigh and bigger in length above the water than he is tall, lashes out of the lake. The panther reacts fast enough to stop their neck from being encircled, but their foot is still caught. They try to bite the tentacle, and while they bit through flesh and muscle, it is not enough to sever the tentacle or loosen the hold it has on them. While they are focused on that one, a second tentacle shoots out from the lake, grasping their neck and pulling with great strength. The panther tries to pull back to draw the creature out or force them to let go, the remaining front paw slashing but doing minimal damage, but they can’t even budge the tentacles. Setting the Koro down, Allanon jumps to the ground just as the panther loses the battle, a third tentacle having emerged, joining the second around the panther’s neck, and a crunch sounds out as they both quickly constrict. The panther, neck snapped, goes limp, life leaving their eyes. The tentacles start to pull the corpse in just as he nears. Allanon pulling pair of daggers, is able to sever the partially bitten through tentacle. An ear-splitting scream sounds out as a bulbous head emerges from the lake; the tentacles now revealed to be 12 feet in length. Allanon then pushes off from the shore and dives at the body of the now revealed octopus, daggers ready to stab. The octupus is too slow to react, and one eye is popped with a great gush of fluid, while the other dagger is able to penetrate to the hilt. Five, six, seven more tentacles emerge from the lake to attack Allanon, joining the 2 that were holding the panther.

One grabs his ankle as the battle continues. More try to grab his arms, but a series of slashes removes all 4 of them 3 feet from the ends. The one wrapped around his ankle tries to pull instead of crush like it should. As he is pulled into the lake, one dagger is able to reach the body, blade pointed down. The result with the octopus’s own strength, a huge gaping rend of a cut 4 feet in length. Something critical was struck in that blow, for the tentacles go limp as the body loses function and the body starts to sink, the remaining eye having rolled shut. The lake is not too deep, 12 feet at the most, so while the weight of the tentacle around his ankle with the rest of the body is easily able to drag him down by sheer weight, when he feels the bottom, he grabs said tentacle and pushes against the ground with all of his new limits, even drawing from Seiryu without her help in doing so. The result is a huge surfacing splash that sees him land 2 feet from the shore and leaves him gasping for fresh air. It takes a few more heaves, but the octopus is now on the shore. He takes a quick swim to grab the tentacle partss he cut off (waste not want not). His clothes are bloody and ripped in several places, but he now has a huge prize. He works quickly to build a litter to transport the corpse of the octopus when he hears 4 mournful cries of “Momma.” He turns to the noises and stepping out of the brush are 4 panther cubs, all very young. Of the 4, 2 are albino, while 1 is golden blonde, and the last is dark blue. He knows that animals come in a variety of colors, but never has he heard of a golden blonde panther. The cubs are barely bigger than the length of his elbow to the tip of his fingers. Feeling a bit responsible for not saving their mother had he acted sooner, and knowing they might not survive if he leaves them alone out here, he makes the effort to get them nearer to him. “Your mother is dead little ones, but I’ll try to take care of you if you will follow me.” Allanon then cuts some pieces from an already severed tentacle. It seems that the cubs were at least partially weaned, as they make a game of pouncing on it as he waves it near them, their teeth and claws making very small divots in the tough flesh. Having already made the decision to take them in, Allanon takes it a step further. “Call me papa. Stick close, or ride on this litter as we have got a ways to go.” He tells them in a gentle voice. The four all decide to follow him, 2 hopping around him and calling him “Papa” every 10 seconds, while the 2 albino cubs climb to the front of the litter and play tug of war with a piece of octopus tentacle.