The Mercenary and the Slayer
In an alternate time line, Mercenary is born after a war that drove both Witches and Humans to extinction. He encounters a Warlock named Slayer, And under a strange twist of fate, the two ended up traveling together.
This is a little story based off of Grimnoir of Zero, In this version, Witches and humans are extinct. witches are reincarnated as Warlocks: Half-Witch, Half-Beastfallen, born with an enchanted shapeshifting black shroud that's permanently locked around their necks, impossible to cut off and difficult to hide, they are feared by the other beastfallen for their dark prowess. Mercenary meets the Warlock, Slayer, who is intrested in the tiger and captures him, Mercenary soon learns of the witch-like lusts that are twisted into Slayer, and an unlikely romance starts to form. This is the big "what if" Story fact....What would happen if Mercenary wasn't born in Zero's time, and both humans and witches drove themselves into extinction?
I do not own Grimnoir of Zero, all rights reserved.
"Damn. Last time I let a map vendor get the better of me."
The large white Tiger then cursed softly as he put the map away and looking around the dense forest. "Figures someone will try to pull a dick move on me during my first time in a shop." He said, traveling between the kingdoms of Tygaro and Koudo was rough, that, and the dense forest that was cut between the two nations.
Mercenary had made his living off of clearing lands from twisted Witchwraths. During the witch hunts, mysterious black monsters started to attack kingdoms and destroying churches. nobody realized it at the time. but for every witch burn at the stake, A Witchwrath was born from that poor witch's hatred and despair. Bent on destroying mankind, that and the fact that they were immortal against witch magic, they eventually succeeded wiping every last human and witch. Now they wander without a purpose, attacking anything that enters their territory. Killing them only destroys their physical form, and at the end of every month under the full moon, they return to flesh.
Mercenary stopped when he saw something on the rode ahead, there, a slender, lean white-blue wolf with long silver hair, cloaked in a black shroud. laying in the road, covered in gashes and bleeding badly. The tiger ran up and carefully lifted him up. "What happened to you?" He then heard the wolf sputtered.
"Witch...wraths...got me off guard...lucky...bleeding bad..." The wolf manged to say. He then blacked out as he felt a soft hand on his cheek.
The wolf moaned as he returned to consciousness. "Ahh...huh?" He moaned as he saw he was in a cave, his wounds bandage up. Lit up by the campfire that Mercenary had started. "You..."
"Don't say anything, you were bleeding badly." Mercenary said while stewing a cooking pot over the fire, he then poured the contents of the pot into a wooden bowl. "It's a little hot, be sure to let it cool." He then handed the bowl to the wolf who excepted with earnest.
The two then began to exchanged stories on themselves. Slayer was hired to clear out the Witchwraths in the area but got careless, resulting in his injury. Mercenary found Slayer odd...like he was hiding something. But cast his suspicions to the side when he praised the tiger's cooking.
"Damn humans..." Slayer muttered as he put the bowl to the side. "These Witchwraths are all their fault!"
"No kidding." Mercenary said in agreement. "Thanks to them, We're left with Witchwrath cleaning duty."
"Well, they got what they deserved, Burning innocent people to stakes....STAKES!" Slayer added waving his spoon around. "That's got to be a illegible punishment...just because they thought witches could be monsters..." He then looked into the fire. "...Who do you think really is to blame?"
"Huh?"
"Do you think the reason both humans and witches were the blame was, A. The humans and their careless stake burning genocide or, B. The witches being born with super powers?" Slayer said leaning back.
"Well....I...That's a tough one..." Mercenary said scratching the back of his head. "I was going to say witches...but...when you say "Burning innocent people to stakes"...It got me thinking." Mercenary then thought for a moment. "Humans. They're the ones responsible."
"Ooh." Slayer said in interest. "So, you'll won't mind in associating yourself with a magic user?"
Mercenary stopped stirring the stew and thought. "Probably." He then lifted the bowl up and drank up the last of the stew before laying down to sleep. "Night. Wake me up if your not feeling good." He added before falling asleep.
"Interesting..." Slayer said as he watched the feline slept. "...I think I found a keeper..." He laughed softly as the black shroud he wore began to glow slightly.
"Wakey, wakey my white warrior..."
Mercenary then stired when he felt his legs being spread out. He woke up when he realized he was completely nude, bound by black tendrils. "Wha..." He then saw Slayer walking over to him with an evil grin. He then notice that the tendrils were coming from the wolf's shroud. He realized...
He had saved a warlock.
He began to struggle wildly as the wolf chuckled. "Oh calm down." Slayer said placing a hand on the tiger's giant leg, the canine was small in comparison. "Do you actually believe in those wives stories that Warlocks kill and drink the blood of other Beastfallen?"
"You...Don't...?" Mercenary asked before growling. "Then why the hell did you tie me up!?"
"You did save my life you know." Slayer then moved his cloak to the side showing where the wound was, only to see it had healed up fast. "Don't think me ungrateful for what you did. I was going to offer a reward for your kindness, but an vocal invitation would probably be turned down..."
"Reward? What the!?" The tiger suddenly blushed when the Slayer vaporized his remaining clothes. the clothes were a part of the wolf's shroud and could be removed with little effort. the wolf had a slender body with a six pack and slim muscles, despite his small frame. "What the hell are you playing at!?"
"Damn you have a helluva of a body, I'm glad I decided to keep you for myself..." The wolf said before groping the tiger's large tennis ball size orbs.
"Hey! stop that..." Mercenary shouted blushing as the wolf played with him, unable to escape, he was now at the mercy of his captor. The warlock began to stroke his giant shaft as he licked the underside of those hefty orbs. Soon, the shaft was standing straight, barely fitting in his hand.
"Damnnnn!" Slayer said noting the size of his cock. He began to stroke it teasingly causing the warrior to yell out in surprised. "Your cock is twitching every time I squeeze it."
"Stop giving a live broadcast, damn it!" Mercenary yelled out blushing.
Slayer grinned mischievously before moving his tongue over the tiger's foreskin. He began to lap at it in a smooth rhythm, before taking the entire shaft into his mouth.
"Urk-!"
The next moment he was coughing from gag reflex. Mercenary was concern for the wolf for a moment. "H-Hey, Are you okay?" The tiger asked surprisingly concern. "Is...This your first time...?"
"Shut up! Fuck it, let's just skip to the sex!" Slayer said before the tendrils that bound the tiger laid him on the floor.
"Wait! Are you a virgin?" Mercenary said concern. Suddenly, the wolf straddled his hips. "Wait! I don't think this is-!"
"Please..." He looked up at the Slayer and saw pleading eyes. "I....I want you...I can make you feel good...yes." A pair of smaller tendrils started to creep up Mercenary's body and began to prod at his nipples underneath the fur. "Just..." The wolf then lowered himself onto his cock before the meat started to tear open his anus. Tears were starting to form as the pain hit Slayer, before sinking down to the base.
He howled in pain,
In a nearby spring a few yards from the cave.
Slayer woke up upon feeling the contract of water on his fur. "You awake?" Mercenary said, he was still naked, but now holding Slayer, both were waist deep in water, the wolf in the tiger's arms. The shroud had shrunken into a black leather collar when a Warlock was bathing.
"I'm...still alive?" Slayer said realizing the tiger hadn't killed him yet.
"You blacked out from the pain when you wanted to play condom." Mercenary started before frowning. "WHAT the HELL were you thinking you could take me right away?"
"I..." Wolfrun stammered. The tiger flipped him around.
"Forget it, Hows your ass? No bleeding or anything?" Mercenary asked as he placed a hand above the wolf's rump.
"It's a little sore..." Slayer started. "Why are you being nice to me?"
"Because, I don't feel right when a warlock comes out and say he wants me and leaving him after he blacks out from the reverse rape." Mercenary said after examining the sore tailpipe. "Besides...for some reason..."
The Slayer then looked at him for an answer.
"I...Feel like I once knew you...And leaving you would be the second time I've done it...."
"So...You want to...?" The wolf begin to wave his ass tempting, causing Mercenary to blush...and a little turned on.
"Uh...No, I admit that You were brave and willing to take the pain, but you went about it the wrong way..." Mercenary started to turn away. But stopped. "Would you...like to wash my back? It's a bitch to take care of it and-"
"Done!" Slayer then was on him as he began to rub fresh water on him, Taking the option to caress his muscles.
_"It's a start." _He thought.
To be contiued.