"So did the numbers of the women you tied up, Unc?" Yin asked while her and Qrow tied up the leftover goons.
Suspiciously, the guns and equipment seemed to disappear. Qrow noticed but one shared look at Yin and he knew better. She wasn't just gonna settle for the mech. The only thing he didn't understand was when she had taken them and where she stashed them.
Qrow gave a half-hearted shrug and sighed dramatically.
"Nah. I'm just too much man for 'em it seems."
Yin raised her brow and tied five men around a lightpost.
"One of them threatened my balls. The others spit at me or ignored me. And I dunno about you but I prefer my women to swallow~" Qrow added as he nodded his head, like he was dropping some sagely wisdom.
"Fuck you, old geezer!" One of the women huffed angrily.
Yin snorted and pat her Uncle on the back while muttering her admiration for his natural skills with women, "You got a really unique and.. interesting way with women, huh Unc? Half of them look like they wanna stab you in the balls."
"Probably because I went easy on 'em. Yeah, gotta be it." Qrow replied while hearing the familiar blaring of police sirens close in.
"He kept smacking our asses with the pommel of his stupid sword thing!" The same woman shouted indignantly.
Yin gave her Uncle a flat glare and shook her head in disappointment. For a moment, the women seemed to be appeased. Until Yin's next words hit.
"That's it? For shame, Unc. I would have crippled a few of the fiesty ones and left a few with bruised asses. You big softie, you." Yin and Qrow snickered as the women's faces paled. While two had their faces beet red.
"Heh~! I can't be that wild, kiddo. Otherwise I'll get yelled at by Glynda. And getting yelled at by Glynda in person is.. awkward. Oh, look the cops are here. Time to do the tedious crap that comes with bein' a Huntsman.." Qrow whistled as several squad cars pulled up and approached two senior officers.
*Bzzzt*
Yin took a few steps forward and felt her scroll buzz. A message directly from Neo, followed by a few pictures of Atlas tech weapons in crates.
Yin smirked and put her scroll away before walking over to her Uncle, who was talking to the same older cop who had 'caught' her earlier. As soon as he saw her approach, he felt himself sighing.
-Three hours later, Branwen PMC Office-
Yin returned after a long time answering questions and recounting the events of her attack. There were a few officers who questioned her about the dismembering of the gang members and the numerous broken bones. But then they saw the dangerous weapons and reluctantly stopped questioning her.
Getting back, it was late and though nearly everyone had gone to sleep, she saw Shia waiting for her on the couch.
"Yin! Welcome back." Shia greeted as Yin sat next to her and immediately started stroking her rabbit ears.
"Ahh~ These ears are my cure.. Those officers are stupidly thorough. Having to retell events fifteen times.." Yin shook her head and gradually calmed down the more she stroked Shia's ears.
"Anyway.. how were things on your end? Did you grab Baldur?"
Shia shook her head.
"When I snuck into the hospital, everything was hectic. The cops were all over the place so it was kinda hard to stay unnoticed. But then I finally got to his room and it turns out the officers guarding his door were killed and he escaped."
Yin furrowed her brows and frowned. She had broken a good number of his bones, making it extremely hard to get out of a guarded hospital. And pretty much impossible to evade Shia, who had been sent to get him.
"He had to have had help then. William or his employer.. maybe both? He was a loose end for them, so it makes sense. Still.. to be that fast about it? They're prepared. I only wonder if they ended up killing him or not.." Yin wondered aloud as she laid back and rested her head on Shia's lap.
"What are we going to do now" Asked Shia, while tenderly stroking Yin's silky, long black hair.
Yin felt herself relax, thanks to Shia's soft thighs and attentive combing. She had thought of how to proceed during her long report to the police. Her overall plan hadn't changed but seeing the weapons and mech had made her realize the true extent of the Atlesian's arsenal. While originally, she wanted to tackle this war as 'Ryuko' and reap the benefits as Yin and increase the reputation of the Branwen clan by arresting the leftover stragglers in the war. That wasn't quite going to cut it. Plans had to change at some point. And she was nothing if not adaptable.
"We're getting our men back in three days. When they're all here, I'll lead them as Yin during the day and hit the Atlesians. Then at night, I'll take them on as Ryuko with Neo, Roman and the other gangs."
Shia hummed and poked Yin's nose with a concerned frown.
"But what about your sleep? You'll be awake for a long time like that.."
Yin smirked and poked her nose in return.
"I don't need as much rest as you guys. My mind and body can handle being awake way longer before I get tired. Remember the heat cycle? Tell me, when exactly did I get tired, Shia?~" Yin grinned, seeing Shia's cheeks redden as she thought back.
"Maybe at the very end.. but you could still keep going.. Ah, nevermind then.. ehehe.." Shia blushed harder as she scratched the back of her head.
"Damn right. Stamina for days. Now.. I got some free time to kill..." Shia felt her face and neck get hotter as she looked down, seeing Yin lick her lips with half lidded eyes as she turned her head slightly and started leaving open mouth kisses on her bare thigh.
"Y-Yes~!"
-Three days later, Mountain Glenn-
Mercury heard a deep, gravely voice groan from within the cavern he had been ordered to stay in with his mistress. By the sound of it, their special guest had woken up. He took a cursory glance around, hearing his Mistress and her Uncle talking about something from within that strange 'throne room' her Uncle liked to stay in.
It was an underground railway half carved into the mountain but it wasn't too bad. It was livable, with discarded mattresses, furniture and a few train carts left behind in the evacuation. After the 'ritual' to make Baldur strong, Mercury had been ordered to lock him in one of the rooms and had been provided with durable and heavy chains to keep him from escaping in a berserker state.
Thankfully, the chains supplied by Carmilla's Uncle had been enough and Baldur hadn't broken free and tried to rip Mercury in half.
"Heeey.. Baldur, buddy? You good, man?" Mercury called out while standing outside the dark room.
*Clink*
He heard the heavy chains rattle, followed by a grunt of exertion. Then, Baldur answered.
"I'm not your buddy. What happened..? All I remember is the pain..."
Mercury nodded in understanding. Having witnessed two instances of 'transformation rituals' himself, he understood. He saw flesh rip, bones snap and shatter, muscles tear and nerves cut. Over and over until they reformed into something strong.
"Welp.. you transformed. You're way stronger now. But that's what ya signed up for huh?" Mercury shrugged his shoulders as he looked inside the dark room and saw two glowing, crimson eyes open and focus directly on him.
*Clink!*
Mercury felt his throat tighten as he heard the chains shake, followed by the height at which those crimson red eyes rose. Over three meters tall, Baldur looked down at the teenage boy.
"Speak, what happened to me? I look.. different. Feel different.. like a.." He paused, eyes narrowing as if he were looking at something Mercury couldn't see.
"A Grimm..?" Mercury answered with a small, involuntary step back.
"...." Baldur said nothing, but the look in his eyes conveyed Mercury was spot on.
"An impulse to destroy, kill.. To follow the two.. 'people' you feel nearby? Yeah, I've heard that, twice by now. You're not human anymore, Baldur." Mercury stated before biting his lip, a nervous habit he's picked up under Carmilla's employ.
"I'm a Grimm..? I have aura. And a mind.."
Mercury shook his head, "They're not like the regular Grimm. That whole family.. You know right? Who they are. The last guys I saw go through this came to the realization fast."
"Mythic Grimm..?"
"Ahaha.. we call ourselves Demigods, actually."
Carmilla corrected, her heels tapping against the cavernous ground as she walked over to the room. Her hand stretched out to caress Mercury's jaw like he was a toy as she looked up at Baldur's silhouette. Her fingers snapped and the chains holding him down were shattered.
"Come. You're unaccustomed to your new body. You'll need to be properly trained and if I leave it to my dear Uncle, I'm afraid he'll kill you. Always measuring strength by our levels.. so exhausting, honestly~" Carmilla sighed and started walking away with that ever-present sway to her hips.
Talking as if her Uncle did something often did something inconsequential..
Mercury shivered and followed after her. Baldur too, albeit reluctantly. His body exposed to the light. Looking much like a bulky werewolf with white Grimm plate covering his head, torso and limbs. Red, pulsing runes flowing over the cracks in his armor as he adjusted to his digitigrade legs.
"When can I rip that bitch apart? I don't care how I look.. as long as I can tear her to pieces." Baldur huffed in prideful anger.
"Hahaha~ Perhaps in a week or two. I have much to impart. And before you argue, just know that even should you get used to your body, you'll still very likely be defeated. You'd out up a better fight, perhaps you'd be two times stronger than those Atlesian beast mechs. But I've been informed she easily destroyed one of said mechs. Be patient, dear~ Yin XiaoLong isn't going anywhere..." Carmilla finished with an almost dreamy, seductive tone of voice as she licked her glossy lips.
"Tch.. fine." Reluctantly, Baldur accepted. Though internally his threat evaluation of Yin rose dramatically after hearing she had solo'd a beast mech meant to take on ships, Huntsmen teams and a whole battalion of well-equipped soldiers.
"While we train you up, we'll be on-call for my dear friend William. Tearing apart goons should help accelerate your progress~." Carmilla stated with a wink and a smirk.
Baldur's lupine face split in a malicious, fanged grin at the thought.
"Oh! And I'll give you a special reward if you can kill that annoying fly that I spared back during that damned heist.."
"That red haired woman? What was her name?"
-Hideout 2-
"Ryuuuuuko! I think it's about time we went on the offensive, no?" Hatter barged in through the steel double doors of the hideout with Siegfried and Adam Taurus.
"I...-oh.." Hatter paused, seeing Ryuko stand over a large object covered in a tarp in a warehouse-sized room within the hideout, which conveniently happened to be an ex-warehouse abandoned and never reclaimed due to all the gang activity nearby.
Currently, she was standing on the rather large object, inspecting it carefully with a serious expression. The thing that gave them pause? Neo, who was hugging her legs and had her face pressed into her admittedly perfect round rear. Though she either didn't notice or care as she turned around to greet her three allies.
"Oh hello~. Yes, you're absolutely right! I put our generously donated supplies to good use and.. modified a few of them. Going in with conventional weapons won't win us anything but more deaths on our side, so let's put these to good use~." Ryuko confidently exclaimed with a wink.
"....." Adam rubbed his eyes beneath his visor and turned around, inspecting the Atlas tech Yin had stolen.
"..." Siegfried just gave Hatter a look and tried not to look at the strange, lewd and shameless sight.
*Clap!*
"Sounds good to me! Got anything in there with a blade?"
As usual, Hatter just rolled with it and enthusiastically asked about something he'd have fun with.
Meanwhile..
(o´∀`o) 'MOMMY YES! This is true Heaven! So soft! So firm! I've been missing out!'
'Shamelessness is peak!'