A Mother And Son's Resistance
NEVER TO BE CONTINUED. Former RP by me and Need Beloved
The blue and white furred vixen known as Krystal, stepped forth from her small homely cottage, with a bright smile upon her face as she would sheild her eyes with her left paw from the sun with a giggle. After a few moments of simply bathing in the radiance of the sun's divine rays, she brought her paw down, to gaze across the land she called home: Before her was the planet she called home for many years. Her cottage rested atop a grassy flattend hill, and out for many a mile, was the same grassy feilds, sloping downward into a flat area. Her cottage was just at around the outline of the dence jungle that envelouped most of the planet. However, said woods would also grow along the outstreched land before her, outlining the slope and clearing ahead. The vixen simply stood there, smiling, as all was peacful, all was, as she wished it to be. She would bring her right paw, to hold her left arm, as she closed her eyes and let the land around her touch and wrap around her on the wind that blew so gently. It was as if the very land was wishing her a good morning. After a few more minutes of this, Krystal opend her eyes, with a content sigh, she raised to move a few locks of her headfur from her eyes. And spoke with a soft, and happy tone. "Another beautiful day." Kystal said to herself. Suddenly, as she said those very words, a large gust of wind envelouped the land, and she even found it difficult to stand, but stood her ground with eyes closed tight, until the very sun seemed to disapear. She would look up at this, with squinting eyes due to the air still warfting around, that was, before her eyes shot open, as it looked to be a large crystal, of many blues and purples, envelouped the sky. At least it seemed to, but was just very close to the ground, but still had to be miles wide, and quite longer. Her maw had grown agape in the short time, as it seemed to slowly trail across the sky, before crashing gently, as well as slowly into the jungle, about a half mile from the outline the jungle itself made around the clearing. Krystal had never seen anything so...odd...It moved slower than expected, and had a slow kind of turn as it flew. But most curious of all, was how it seemed to land gently more than utterly plow into the ground, not that it did not a little, but far smaller than one would think of an object such as this one, as well with the many grouves and ridges, as if like small mountains and shards of glass that came from all over the object. A small tremour was sent threw the earth below the vixen, finally throwing her off balance and onto all fours, as she was awe struck with maw open and eyes as well.
She just looked to the ground for a few moments, as if in shock, before quickly looking up and standing, to see the object in the distance, just sitting there. Another gust of wind caught her attention, as she wore a determind face. She did not know what it was, but had to investigate. Quickly, she turned, and enterd her cottage home. Going right to her bed, she got to her knees, and pulled from below the bed, and behind the moss, a large metal case. Quickly as well, undoing the latches, she opend the case upward, revealing her staff and blaster, she would need them both, but time may be of the essence, so she simply closed the case, and the armor within, and shoved it back into the hidden space. She would stand once more, latching her blaster onto her left hip, and taking a firm hold of her spear. She knew it would be far more dangorous going into the jungle around her home, as there were many beings within it, and who knows what lied within, or even what the large object was. But she felt, it would be ok, so she head out, adorn in a loin cloth and bra of the same thick tan leathery fabric. It did not take long for the vixen to reach the object, as she knew the jungle well. But upon reaching the outer area of the object, she would hide behind a nearby large rock, as she saw something, unexpected. The rock glowed, on one small area, just large enough to be door-like. Krystal held her staff firm, as she approched, but when a many yards away, a hand came from it, then a body, seeming to struggle to get free. Two came, two flesh coverd beings, one had blond, long hair in a ponytail, and another with none, coverd in what seemed to be tatterd clothes, torn here and there. The vixen was far too shocked to move, upon seeing such ailen beings, only when she head the cry of an infant, did she break from her lackjaw and widend eyes, and quickly come to the bloned being side, to see she was cradling a infant. The vixen, with staff against the ground and away from them, now in her right paw, placed her left weaily, and softly on the women. Making the women clench onto the vixen's fur, making her whince, but endourd, as she placed another paw onto the being's other shoulder. That was when the being presented her with her child, and looked up to her with violet eyes, and spoke in a most, angelic voice. "T-Take our son, he must live..." The mother said. Krystal gently took a hold of the bundle all too slowly, and looked down to the boy, who still cried. The vixen then looked back to what she knew was the child's pants, but now they were unmoving, and what seemed to be the father, was smiling...
Suddenly, the krystal and the two parents began to glow a bright blu and white, with what looked to be shards of the light trailing into the sky, while the bodies and the krystal were still seeable. Krystal knew something was going to happen, and she quickly took hold of her staff in her left paw, and helf the baby in her arm, and against her of her left, as she ran to her home... And thus, a story of mother and son, began. It was twelve years after the crash, well one year actually, when Tony came to know the planet as his home, not knowing of his real mother and father and birth planet. As Tony progressed through the years up until the age of 12, he had grown quite strong, muscular, and wise, able to help with even the most difficul and dangerous of tasks that needed to be done around the planet. One day, as he was walking home with much meat, wood, and other stuff necessary for their meal and maintainence of their home, Tony saw the front door open and Krystal walk out. "What else has to be done today, mother?" Tony asked as he walked in before setting the meat where it needed to be set, the wood where it needed to be set, and the other stuff where it needed to be set. Krystal, having interestingly enough seeming to hav not aged a day since she had taken the boy in, moved aside with a smile of soft love as she would then close the door behind the two. "Nothing else today my son. It is getting late and you have worked expecialy hard today. Help yourself to a treat and sit on our bed...There are some things you must know." Krystal said. Krystal had been...contimplating, telling her son about how she had come to find him, and had planned on waiting and telling him when he was much older. But as the boy she had come to love as her own child grew...she saw that he was indeed much different than anyone she had ever known, for many reasons she was sure. But most of all, she knew because he was her son after all.The vixen soon sat on the edge of the bed with her paws in her lap and her tail in a hald crecent coil next to her, as she awaited her son...But also found herself growing more and more nervous as the time to tell came ever closer.
Tony shook his head but drank some water, swallowing a bit as he wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Let me guess: You're not my real mother, this planet isn't my birth planet, and my parents have been dead for 12 years?" Tony asked, seemingly okay with it as he saw the shocked expression on Krystal's muzzle. Tony then sat down by Krystal. "How do I know? I, in a way, felt we were not related." Tony said, the honesty in his voice as he got back up and stretched, his muscles rippling. Krystal was indeed, and quite understadably, utterly shocked by the quick development. Her eyes were wide and maw open just as wide, just soon closed to a softend state, as she smiled and looked to him still lovingly, before looking forward again and closing her eyes softly, as she thought to herself. "My son after all..." Krystal said to herself. She would then stand, and walk next to her son, placing her paws on her shoulders, and bringing him to her, in a soft and loving hug, a motherly hug that the vixen had learned with the boy all too quickly. She soon spoke softly. "You are still my son Tony...at least I still hope I can be your mother?" Krystal said with soft eyes as she tenderly stroked his cheek softly, and spoke again. "I will still love you as my most dearest son reguardless. I love you Tony." Krystal said. Krystal kissed his temple softly, to tell yet again. Tony nodded and hugged Krystal back. "You'll always be my mother, Krystal." Tony said, hugging Krystal lovingly as he stretched a bit. Tony grinned devilishly and began to tickle Krystal. Krystal would only smile wider, and held him ever closer, whispering softly. "I love you so much." Krystal said. Before she could react, she yelped and fell back onto their bed as she wiggled from left to right and tried to push his hands away, as she soon brought her legs up in a unfinished fetal-position. "AHHHHHHH! T-Tony! S-Stop! I-I'm so ticklish! H-How did you find my weak spot! AHHHHHHH!" She would laugh aloud, and continue to squirm and struggle, as tears of sheer laughter came to her eyes. Tony chuckled and kept tickling Krystal. "Vixens are known to be very ticklish, mother. It was very easy to find your weak spot." Tony said as he kept focusing on Krystal's ticklish spot, stopping after several minutes of tickling her. Tony then got up on the bed beside Krystal and licked the tears away, nuzzling Krystal happily. Krystal soon lay upon the bed, with her legs off the side as her chest heaved and lips smacked as she caught her breath. Her right paw on her belly, and right at her side. Soon watching him come to rest beside her, and lick her happy tears away, she would giggle yet again, and wrap him in a deepend and tight hug. "I love you so much Tony...I am so happy to have you son." Krystal said. She softly would kiss his cheek before holding his head to her neck, as she rested her head upon his head.Tony smiled and rested his head on Krystal's chest, yawning a bit as he stretched. "I love you so much too, Krystal. I am so happy to have you, mother." Tony said before he fell asleep, his chest slowly rising and falling with the breaths he took. Kystal licked his temple, and rested with him until she felt he was asleep. Once he was, she brought him onto the bed fully, and then she herself next him, on the opposite side. As soon as she was holding him close to her, and still just as tight, she would reach down, and grab the blanket made from the same matirial as her garments, over the two of them, leaving their head's and shoulder's free. She would watch him for a few more minutes, before nuzzling her head gently into his, happily smiling before sleep. "Goodnight son." Krystal said, before falling asleep.
Tony smiled and murred softly in his sleep, turning over on his side and burying his head between Krystal's breasts, the sound of her heartbeat helping him sleep. Eight hours later, Tony yawned and stretched as he woke up. Tony then got off of the bed, put on his work clothes, and stretched some more. "Okay, now what do you need me to do for today, mom?" Tony asked as he nuzzled and hugged her, chuckling when he heard her belly growl. Moments after her son had awoken she had joined him. Rubbing her eyes with a yawn as she moved her legs, that were still together, off the side of the bed, with the blanket adorning her legs still, as her left paw was on the edge of the bed, and other rubbing her right eye with the underside of her wrist. After a few moments yet again, she stood after folding the blanket back onto the bed next to her, smiling all the while. With a giggle, she hugged him close and nuzzled as well as kissed the top of his head, but soon blushed upon hearing, and feeling, her grumbly belly. "Oh my, well, we should get some breakfest first. As for work hun...we did all the work for the week in just a few days, I guess we rest for today. What do you say we go to the waterfall after breakfest hmm? Did not get to yesterday." Krystal said. Her blush had fadded, and she went to smile down to him yet again after looking around the room in place to see they had all they needed for the week, and believed a nice mother and son bath would be nice. Tony nodded and smiled as he removed his work clothes, exposing his scarred yet muscular body, the scars being there from incidents happening while he worked when he was younger. "Oh yeah. I definitely am needing a bath." Tony said, taking a quick sniff of his armpit, making a sound of disgust quickly putting his arm down. She would giggle as he was repulsed by his own scent. "Oh hun, you will be ok as long as you bath. Let's get a change of clothes and our towels and go. We better hurry! How do you think I feel? With my sensitive nose!" Krystal said. Krystal would giggle again as she teased her boy and gatherd her clothes and a towel nearby, and went out the door with her paws covering her nose, and making fake gagging and gasping noises. The waterfall was against the side of the end of the slop to the right of the cottage, and against the endge of the jungle, so was safe, and pleasently close. Tony grinned and chuckled, slapping Krystal on her ass playfully. "Oh stop it, mom." Tony said as he followed Krystal. Tony then laid his towel and clothes down near Krystal's clothes. "Give me a minute, mom. I'll be right back." Tony said before he walked off into the jungle a short distance.
Krystal eep!-ed as he slapped her rump, causing her eyes to widen and her tail to stand, and soon make her giggle as she ran from him to the nearby waterfall. With another giggle, she would lay her things down on a nearby rock, and begin to disroab. "Ok hun! Don't go too far!" Krystal said. She knew she did not need to remind him, but better safe than not. Her top and then bottom, soon rested near her other things. She stood and waited with her left paw on her hip. It wasn't anything new for the two too bath naked together, they even slept naked together, so she was not embaressed of such. Tony chuckled and rolled his eyes. "I know, mom." Tony said back and squatting, groaning as he began to shit, emptying his bowels out. After Tony got through with that, Tony then stood up and began to piss, emptying his bladder. Krystal soon shrugged, knowing she would hear him if something was amiss, as her ears were aimed directly in his location, and tracking him all the while. After her shrug, sstill smiling, she would walk to the small pond sized lake the waterfall created, and sit on a rock, as she dipped her feet into the seemingly ever warm water below. Moveing her paws back behind her, she sat up with their assistance, as she were hald laying, as if soaking up the sun's rays, while her feet lay in the water, and small droplets of the waterfall against a small walkable rocky cliff came to gently wash over her in small amounts. "Ahhh, so nice." Krystal said to herself. Tony got through pissing, after wiping his ass clean before tossing the leaf away. Tony then walked out of the jungle and approached his mother, removing his clothes all the while. Tony then reached the pond and laid his clothes beside Krystal's clothes. Tony then walked back a few feet, turned around, ran and jumped into the air. "Cannonball." Tony yelled out, glad the pond was 20 feet deep. Tony then made contact with the water, splashing Krystal. Krystal was lost in the warm sun, but still aware, of her son, she was his mother after all. However, once he had yelled out his future action, her eyes shot open, and she tried to sheild herself, however, she did not even get the chance to move, as she was completely drenched in the warm water. She would blink, with a face of, less than amused. And would stand on her rock, with her arms crossed just under her breasts, hefting them up slightly, as she tapped a left foot on the rock, as she looked to her son, waiting for him to rise.
Tony swam up and broke the surface, spitting out water. "Sorry, mom." Tony said, ashamed of himself. "You know it's fine! I just have to get you back!" Krystal said. She instantly smiled and placed her paws on her hips, leaning down with a grin, and diving into the water, only to emerge behind the boy and hug him tightly. "Gotcha! Mother Krystal has you!" She would say playfully, but made sure not to restrict his ability to stay above the water. Tony gasped and chuckled in surprise. "You bad vixen." Tony said, leaning back and nuzzling Krystal lovingly, rubbing Krystal's paws with his hands. Tony then got free from the hug and began to float on the water on his back, letting the sun dry his stomach. "After our bath, I was thinking we could go hiking, if it's alright with you, mother." Tony said, looking Krystal in her eyes. "Arn't I?" Krystal asked, chuckling. With a giggle she once again enjoyed their embrace for as long as possible. She too would soon float along the water with her dearest son, bathing in the same sunlight, and feeling oh so complete. It was quiet for awhile, until the women's ear would twitch upon hearing her son's words. "Sure Tony, but we have to be back by nightfall, you know how it gets in the jungle." She would say as she rested a paw of her right upon his belly softly. Tony nodded and shivered at the thought. "Yeech. You don't have to remind me. Thank heavens or whatever that we have our small, yet humble and safe home." Tony said as he took Krystal's paw in his hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. "Listen, I say we head back to our home and gather some small stuff just in case we encounter the 'beasts'. Like you always say, well not always but you get my point, 'Better safe than sorry.'." Tony said as he began to backpedal to the shore of the pond. When he reached the edge, he turned around, stepped out of the pond, and dried off. Tony then checked to make sure his and Krystal's were dry, after the cannonball he had performed. When he was satisfied they were, he began to put on his clothes, stretching a bit as he got them on. Krystal moved her paw to squeeze his hand back. And spoke without a smile, in a causionary tone: "I have to remind you...I don't want you to ever get hurt by them like I did...Just stay near me, I'll keep you safe no matter what, ok?" Krystal asked, shuddering. Memories came to mind, of the beasts who tried to hunt the vixen as she ran from the krystal ship, as if they were drawn to the child. One of the beasts had swiped her back, before she was saved by the radient light his panrents and their ship gave off...She could only believe, that the event caused the nocturnal beings to come from the darkness, in a frenzy for flesh...but the light had stopped them, and allowed escape...Just having the memory, brought a slight pain to the large white gash that her fur never grew from upon her back. At the moment of her herself getting out of the water, and watching her son, she would bite her lower lip...in fear of what might happen if they did not return to their learing before nightfall. Softly, and slowly, Krystal came behind her dearest son, and hugged him tightly from behind. "I...I just don't want you to get hurt..." Krystal said, nuzzling Tony.She had not yet told her son the story of what had happend that day, and of the gash, only saying it was from the beasts that stalked the jungled night.
Tony nodded, turned around, and hugged Krystal back just as tightly. "Okay, mom." Tony said, gently stroking her cheek. Tony then handed Krystal her towel and stretched a bit. "Mom, turn around for a minute." Tony said, smiling as she did so. When Krystal had fully turned around and exposed the gash, Tony laid his hand on the gash, some energy going from him to Krystal's body, healing the gash and beginning the process for her fur to grow back. "Tell me what happened the night you found me, mom. If I cry, don't try to comfort me. Just let me let it out." Tony said as he removed his hand from Krystal's back, her back looking like she had never been clawed there. As Krystal was healed, she knew what would soon come...she would have to tell him...everything... She felt, that twinge of pain, that was always there through these past twelve years in her back, disapear slowly...But she did know, that a new pain would come, the pain of seeing her child...finally know the truth, of what happend that day... As his hands came away, she turned in place, and sat on her knees before him, and began a tale, she would forever hold dear to her heart, the day, she became a mother. After minutes of explaining, turning into an hour, explaining the crystal ship, and how when she reached her home to see it gone, only a crater in it's wake. How she had found his parents, and was entrusted him, at their last moments, and how the dark beings of the jungle, who stayed out of the light, came out in the light to hunt her, and how one had given her her gash, and how his parents sicrificed themselves, to save her, and their child, a moment after she was struck. She even told, how in pain she was, as she finally made it to the clearing, and the beasts stayed in the treeline...the ones not hit and destroyed by the beam...As if they endured the seering pain of the light from the sun, to need to get the child, but would still not leave the jungle, as they normaly did, even at night. Krystal continued, telling of how she could hear their cries for the child that she rested on the bed as she only wore her loincloth, to bandage herself as much as she could. And how she knew they would come...in the nightfall. And they did, storming the fields, but she, Krystal the worrior, stood her ground for the entire night, never leaving the opening to her home, that let to her son, with spear and blaster in paw, she fought, as she bled from her wound, and gained new ones. Only when the sun would peak again, did the beasts of darkness burst into nothingness, leaving the vixen on the verge of death, with small gashes adorning her form, before she lost herself to her wounds, on her knees, clenching her staff...and cursing her weakness for not being able to protect her son, before her eyes dimmed. She would awake, in the bed, next to the infant, all wounds healed, but the one on her back, as she would smile threw streeking tears, and hold his smiling, and laughing form close. "I...am sorry I was not strong enough, if it wasn't for your healing powers as a cub...I would have died...but, I a still sorry, that I could have died, and left you all alone...I am sorry..." Krystal said, hugging Tony tightly, tears running down her muzzle as he wept silently. Krystal remaind silent, with her head hung low, ears as well, tail, and shaking softly.
Tony sat down by Krystal and gently pulled her into his lap, hugging her close. "Everything's alright, mom. You did what you could to protect me, and I'm sure my actual parents, wherever they are, are looking down at us with pride." Tony said, the honesty in his voice as he began to gently rock back and forth, trying to help Krystal calm down. When Tony felt Krystal had calmed down enough, he gently planted a loving and grateful kiss on Krystal's forehead.Krystal did bury her face into his lap after his words, all the guild of possibly leaving him to die, kept within for twelve years...all left in an instant. "T-Thank you, thank you so much for still being alive Tony my son...I...I have never been able to forgive myself for possibly leaving you all alone...I love you so much!" Krystal said. Krystal, was so thankful for her son's life to have continued after that morning...she was just overjoyed to know he was still alive, though they had known each other for a short time that day. "I can, finally forgive myself...I love you so much my son...Thank you for being alive, thank you...for saving me to save you." Krystal said, nuzzling Tony. Tony nodded and smiled softly. "Anything for my loving, caring, and sometimes over-protective mother." Tony said, chuckling as he began to tickle Krystal again. Tony grinned and murred as he began blowing raspberries on Krystal's belly and as he kept tickling her. Several minutes later, Tony stopped tickling Krystal and gathered his bow, quiver, arrows, and his knife. Krystal would shriek with laughter and tried to push him away, but he seemed to get stronger and stronger every day...and make her laugh ever louder every time. Ok ok ok...You wait here and I will get my things." Krystal said, smiling. She would stand and hug her boy, before getting dressed, and heading to the cottage, and soon returning to him with her staff and blaster. "Nice that the waterfall have clensing properties hmm? Are you ready to go?" Krystal asked. Tony nodded and smiled as he put the knife in the holster he had attached to his belt. "I am, mom. And yes it is." Tony said as he kept his bow at the ready. Tony then followed Krystal after she started to walk. Krystal stood next to her son, smiling happily yet again, as she held her spear in her left paw, and offerd her right paw to him. She was feeling far better, and was happy as can be. Soon they were among the jungle, but nothing but the kind beings could be heard. It would be a long walk, but a pleasent one it seemed. Tony smiled, carefully slung his hand-crafted-yet-very-reliable bow over his shoulder, and placed his right hand on the hilt of his knife. "It's very peaceful today, mother. More so than usual, and I'll be honest, that kind of worries me." Tony said, gently hugging Krystal as they walked, resting his left hand on Krystal's left hip. As they walked Krystal smiled down to her little one. "Yeah, it worries me too...But at least I have a nice strong man to keep me safe, hmm?" Krystal asked. She would tilt her head with the same smile down to him, trying to make her son feel at ease as they continued onward.