Yule be Sorry
Stepping out from Dorm Four on Torresdale Avenue, Knorr Block Two is a six foot seven inch tall black furred wolf with red tiger stripes framing his face like a gun site and red hair wearing a black trench coat and optishields, a cybernetic combination of mirror shades and goggles that is affixed semi permanently over one's eyes. At Torresdale and Knorr he ascends to the skywalk, a series of reinforced plastic/Plexiglas tubes above the sidewalks on either side of the streets in the 2134 Philadelphia Metroplex, Atlantica via the escalator and walks towards Frankford Avenue on the Knorr Street skywalk. Fully enclosed and featuring a motorized, but optional and fare charged to help the pay for all the modern conveniences the city-state provides, walkway Fenryx pays the fine and is admitted to walk or stand as he sees fit with everyone else on the autowalk.
Today he just stands and looks at the scenery as the Plexiglas that the skywalk is essentially made of allows him to do. His dorm once was two separate houses with a patch of grass between them. Now a concrete bunker allows entry via a security door that scans fingerprints and retina patterns to determine who comes in and who is left out. A monitor with security camera allows communication with the dorm.
What was once the first floors of the houses is now a communal kitchen and recreational area with holovisions, couches and a communal library to which every donates books to. The basements are a laundromat and the other machines for regulating the environment as well as a lavatory and showers. Above this are three floors of individual apartments connected by a spiral staircase encased in improved iron with a shared attic storage area above that.
The Tacony library, as it used to be called last century, across the street has changed too; it isn't even called a library anymore although it retains that function. Renamed the Tacony Community Hub somewhere around 2100 CE it sprawls from sidewalk to sidewalk and across Knorr street where medical facilities and a glass factory once stood. In fact the autowalk has an interchange that could take one into the Hub if one were so inclined.
Like the North-East Regional Hub on Cottman Avenue the Tacony Hub offers medical services for its citizens with the doctors and nurses either being braincase cyborgs or medical androids. Automation has hit the medical industry like everyone else. Only those with insurance can be admitted but they accept most insurance plans including many HMOs and MediServe which is government subsidized. If one is a registered citizen, the ID chip that is part of most PLAYAs (PLAYA is a bit of cyberware that connects one to the Ocean, the sea of information that was known in the Twentieth Century as the world wide web) will allow entry, otherwise it's another fee.
Fenryx shares the autowalk with humans of various ages, elves, dwarves and other hybrids like himself. Some of the older humans along with younger human children and normally prey species of hybrids like rabbits and mice look askance of him as if his mere presence was more disturbing than the cats and reptilian predators like gators and snakes that also travel up here. And some of those, especially gators by reputation, are looking at other sentients as a potential food source as opposed to preds like Fen who prefer to order a meat lover's pizza to cooking up children for supper.
Not that Fen is overly concerned, by training and a quirk of genetics he's a combat mystic, a kind of street samurai. He carries no weapons obviously because he doesn't need them. If needed he can produce energy claws and blasts depending on what he need or just his hands and feet.
A group of rats saunters up behind him as he rides by the playground and athletic field near Frankford. From the colors they wear it's rather obvious they are young turks from the Tac Rats syndicate, dressed almost like they stepped out of a popular video game series of role playing, ones that have yet to learn to leave him alone.
"Yo! Doggie!" One of the rats calls derisively. "This stretch of the Knorr Skyway is..."
"Free for those pay the metroplex," Fen growls, "The Rat King has me on retainer for special occasions."
"You're in wit da King?" Another rat asks incredulously.
Still another mockingly asks: "And who do we have the honor of addressing, Sir Doggie?"
Fenryx manifests twin quartets of angry red energy claws that extend about three feet from his clenched fists as he spits his own name like a dire curse at his detractors: "Fenryx!"
"Whoa!" The first rat who spoke exclaims. "We got us a bona fide combat mystic here boys! But he ain't got no manners..."
"Stow it, Rodney!" The third rat yells. "If this is Fenryx we're the ones in for a beat down!"
"The same Fenryx that took down half the Tac Rat regime back in '30?" Rodney asks to which Fen just nods with a withering look. "Come on, Mickey, if we take him..."
Fenryx decapitates Rodney in front of his crew before yelling with a sneer: "NEXT!"
The other rats pull out pistols intending on taking the wolf down. But as soon as they do they set Fen in motion. Everyone who was walking on the autowalk stops to watch as Fen catapults over both belts in either direction to pounce the Tac Rats, although most get down to do so safely.
Mickey, the only Tac Rat who advised against this fiasco in the first place scurries to hide and watch the slaughter. Five gang toughs open fire on the advancing wolf of which only two actually hit him but fail to penetrate his coat. When he cuts his way to the middle of the pack two manage to shoot each other as he slices another two to ribbons and the last one gets his head punted off his shoulders by a swift kick at just the right angle. Six dead and Fenryx isn't even winded, let alone hurt. Mickey quickly leaves the scene and thanks his mother for teaching him that guys like Fen are not dogs a pack of rats can lick. Eagerly conceding the fight, Mickey goes back to his handlers to report and hopes Roberts is in a good mood.
Mainly because he doesn't feel like repaying the fee, Fen moves on to Frankford avenue and down to street level to catch a 66 bus. A mob of ten more rats starts across the street armed with cheap guns and lengths of chain, and making a beeline for Fenryx. Fenryx rolls his eyes and takes out a Tommy Gun to point at the mob.
While the rat pack continues to approach, Fenryx opens fire with energy bolts hooting forth from the gun muzzle. By the time the bus lumbers down the block to the stop the gun is back in his pack and the street is littered with corpses. Fenryx swipes a trans pass to pay his fare and takes a seat on a bench towards the back of the bus as it rolls towards Frankford Transportation Center.
When he arrives at the shiny transportation center straddling Bridge and Pratt streets Fenryx buys another trans pass for the next month. As he makes his way to the train platforms above he gathers a crowd. Something around twenty rats in different gang colors than the sixteen he slaughtered earlier, the Rail Rats gang converge on what they think is an easy mark as three transit cops, two humans and a dwarf set up shop to watch.
"Is that Fenryx?" The dwarf asks of his compatriots. "Rail Rats have bitten off more than they can chew if it is."
"YUP, Casey," a middle aged African American replies with a nod. "I think most of the other members of the Phantom Gunmen are already on the platform."
"What do you think he'll use, Henry?" A slightly younger Hispanic man asks with a smirk but an even tone of voice. "Me I think we're in for a light show and I don't mean guns, it's too close."
"I say he uses Kung Fu, Rick," Casey states. "Rats aren't much more than an annoyance and if they catch him on the escalator he'll be boxed in too much. Care to wager?"
"Ten bucks says its Gun Fu," Henry as he holds up a ten spot. "Anyone want in?"
Rick just smiles and adds a pair of five dollar bills to the pile. "Energy Claws."
"I'll be on my prediction." Casey says calmly and holds up a twenty dollar bill. "No need to raise or call, I'm that certain."
Fifteen Rail Rats jam the escalator behind Fenryx while the other five dash up the stairs to wait for Fen at the top. On of the rats attempts to pick Fen's pocket and gets electrocuted when the wolf throws him into the neon blue lights that have been hanging over the escalator since the twentieth century. The other fourteen surge to 'avenge' their fallen brethren and as the fight begins Casey smirks to his compatriots.
On the other side of the glass on the platform a crowd is gathering. A dark furred grizzly in biker leathers stands with an almost anime-ish skunkette with pink where her kind is usually white, a turtle dressed semi nondescript as one of the working poor, an Urban sensation in the form of a pig thug complete with bling, a rather provocatively dressed rabbit woman, a cheetah who looks like he maybe should be shooting hoops, a she wolf who kind of looks like the female version of Fenryx save that she is a Japanese wolf and is wearing the kind of attire you might expect a lady ninja to wear out in public to blend in but still look dangers and a conservative paramilitary vixen with a folf pup. Together they witness the spectacle below.
"Are you sure the wolf is alright there, Volcano?" The cheetah asks while looking at the bear. "Twenty to one aren't great odds."
Point Guard," Volcano retorts. "Just sit tight and watch the man work. You'll see why he's the leader of the Phantom Gunmen, right Gun Bunny?"
"Oh, yeah, Volcano!" The rabbit says with great fervor. "What's your problem, Partisan? That we aren't getting paid for this?"
"Damn straight, Gun Bunny!" The pig, Partisan fumes. "Fenryx is gonna show off again. I just hope it's a straight up martial arts display. I'd hate to see Tech Hexe's fine work wasted on something as lowly as bunch of rats."
"Well, I never, Partisan!" The lady skunk Tech Hexe fumes. "It's all about the dead prezzes to you ain't it? Sherman! Tell me you're recording this please?"
"I'm on it, Miss Hexe!" The turtle says as he whips out a video camera. "Just be sure to do a good job in editing. When we make Fen look good we get fabu contracts which manes us Big Bucks! Right, Cover Girl?"
"Exactly, Sherman," the vixen, Cover Girl, coos as she picks up the pup. "Just watch daddy, Donar, you're about to see what he can do in spades."
"OK, mommy," the folf pup says with a smile.
"Fenryx is more of a general combatant then a firearms specialist?" The she wolf asks in general but since she is standing in back of Cover Girl it is she who answers.
"Yes, Miss Bomu," Cover Girl says in an exasperated manner. "Honestly, Sharon..."
The rats can only come at Fenryx two at a time but that's enough as he kicks the one's head a full three hundred and sixty degrees while slamming the other's neck into the steel steps and effectively crushes his windpipe. His fellow rats finish the job of killing him by trampling him in the rush forward to try and over run Fen but instead the first pair have their skulls crushed in a nobbin knocker maneuver before being kicked back swiftly to knock them back into their fellow Rail Ratz. Again what Fen starts the other rats finish as they again attempt to swarm the wolf.
The fact that they just lost five of their number in quick succession has not dawned on the rest yet as the front pair draw switchblades to cut Fenryx who just laughs at them which in turn only raises their collective ire. Upon performing another nobbin knocker, Fen punts one back down to street level where his skull connects with the pavement with a sickening crunch while he hoists the other by the tail and uses his noggin against his fellows in the fashion of an over sized flail. Two more fall this way due to severe concussion not to mention the Rail Rat used in this fashion whose skull is rendered a bloody stump in the process.
Nine dead now and the guys at the top of the stairs are starting to clue into the fact that attacking this wolf is not exactly conducive to their overall health and well being. Looking at each other and coming to a consensus the thugs make a display of the true courage of the kind or complete lack thereof (i.e. they bolt). As they pass the two humans and the the dwarf cop they see the dwarf collecting from the humans and just run on.
The six on the escalator are slightly more brave as they think they still have a numbers advantage. Of course the fact that this "advantage" has yet to actually aid them is rather irrelevant apparently. But then Fenryx somehow manages to execute a back flip attack that sends two more flying and when they land hard on the turnstiles they snap their necks rather fatally.
Four to one odds is not really an advantage when you fight Fenryx. While such logic should have dawned on the survivors so far long ago they're only coming to realize this fact at this point in the fight. Fenryx joins the face of one rat into the space underneath the railing, leaning on him he kicks with both feet to crush the other rat's skull into the other side of the escalator.
Now at the top of the escalator the last two rats flee for their pathetic lives down the stairs, or so that's the general plans. Fenryx is nice enough to help with a pair of power punches to the backs of their skulls as he gives them annoyed, yet sinister smile. When they roll down to sidewalk they are already dead as most of the folks watching on the platform give the wolf a generous round of applause.
"I've seen it and I still don't believe it!" Point Guard says as he is shocked and amazed at what he just witnessed.
"Fucking show off," Partisan grumbles.
"Outside of a wuxia film I've never seen any thing like this!" Sharon Bomu exclaims with joy and admiration. "And I know there was no special effects." She turns to Sherman. "I sincerely hope you got all of that fight."
"OH, YEAH!" Sherman shouts for joy.
Fenryx smirks triumphantly. "I take it the other five got smart and ran?" He asks.
"Yup," Cover Girl says as she gives him a passionate kiss to disguise her reaching for his PLAYA. In a whisper she tells him: "Details of the new job so you can give the briefing. I'll keep Donar occupied. You'll know why when you see the specs."
Fenryx just nods as he smiles at his son, holding one hand, his mother grabs the other and they take him into the silvery train car elevated over Bridge and Pratt streets with the others filing in behind them. Gun Bunny kisses Fenryx in the groin which illicit a look from Donar that embarrasses her as she takes a seat on Volcano's lap. While both parents play with their child Fenryx is going through their assignment on the periphery until he sees something that prompts him to hug his son tightly with tears behind his optishields that soon grows to encompass Cover Girl as well.
Everyone looks at Fen crookedly except Cover Girl who can guess what images have prompted this, Donar has no idea what has his dad acting this way but he appreciates the attention. Cover Girl know he has seen something that as a father and a lover scares him half to death, enough that he feels the need to hug his son and the mother who bore him so tightly lest he lose them both.
After about half an hour of rocking, Donar nods off and Cover Girl to the back of the car so Fen can hold a brief team meeting. Everyone is wearing optishields and has a PLAYA installed to make things easier and the fact that pretty much everyone in this day and age has them as a kind of necessity. By syncing equipment they turn the elevated train car they are traveling on into the central compartment of the Metroplex into a private rolling conference room.
A video wall of sort encircles the group in the virtual world showing clips and still photos of carnage and mutilations of men, women and children of many races caused by weapons and monsters and their appendages some of which are shown among the photos while artists reconstruction and animated recreation fills in for the info their employers don't have. Three entities have hired them jointly to handle the problem in the tunnels as shown on the photos: Philly Metro Transit Company, Sentry, Inc. (who provides security and judicial services for the metroplex) and members of the governing council of the Philadelphia Metroplex itself. Nobody needs to be told what the job is; they're being asked to go on a monster hunt.During the virtual meeting three of the females vie for Fenryx's attention for different reasons. Gun Bunny just wants sex, pure and simple, as does
Sharon Bomu both to cement cement her place on the team and supplant Cover Girl as the mother of his children and thus be alpha female of this pack, Cover Girl is trying to keep Fenryx focused on the task at hand although she sense there is more to Sharon's advances than pure carnality she wants to share mothering duties with Bomu so Donar has a playmate.
The team learns that three days prior to their being hired for this job a maintenance crew was attacked by a mixed tribe of goblins, hobgoblins and bugaboos (hulking over sized goblin kin with murderous intent). One of the workers was killed outright; two more severely wounded. Four others were captured by bugaboos and taken deeper into the tunnels.
At the point this is revealed, Mayor Prince Albertson, a human with an obsession with both piercings and a certain glam rocker of the 1980s whose hair, mustache and beard are all metal studs with fiber-optic thread attached to each and everyone of these studs along with variable colored eyes and mood skin body modifications. His appearance stymies any further attempts at sex from Bunny and Bomu who take it in stride. Along with thanking them for taking on the job he asks how soon will they start.
"We're starting today, Sir," Fenryx says adamantly. "Cover Girl and I are going to take our son sightseeing a little bit but I want surveillance set up. Sherman, I want you to set up the cameras."
"Stationary, remotes or both?" Sherman ask in all seriousness he and Tech Hexe are listening intently.
"Both, take Partisan and Point Guard with you to help. Tech Hexe..." Fenryx starts.
"You want me to set up the monitoring station and operates the remotes with Sherman right?" Tech Hexe coos as Fenryx gives her a nod and a thumbs up. "Thought so, that's the usual set up."
"Volcano, Gun Bunny, I want you two to play sentry and protect Hexe." Fenryx states to which both nod their assent and understanding.
"And me?" Sharon asks with a smile.
"I want you to set some traps that we can find and avoid but our goblin friends won't find so easily so hopefully we can take them out by remote. I don't expect to get all of them but I'd like to thin the herd if I can." Fen says.
"I can do that." Sharon says with a smile. "Can I use any frequencies exclusive to our PLAYAs?"
"Like a special signal that will blip on the optishields?" Point Guard asks to which Bomu just nods. "If you could do that it would be sweet!"
"Sounds like you have events well in hand," Mayor Albertson says gladly.
After that the meeting is more or less over. Sidebars abound as virtually, Gun Bunny finally gets to play with Fen as Cover Girl and Sharon discuss things while Partisan discuss other things. Tech Hexe are going over camera strategies as they are wont to do in situations like this.
Gun Bunny starts off by licking and suckling Fenryx's phallus as well as licking his scrotum. She does her best to get him as hard as she can in as short a time as possible. After she gets him hard enough she impales herself along his length and bounces herself up and down upon it.
Cover Girl and Sharon Bomu are more or less open in the conversation.
"Fucking Fen could get you pregnant." Cover Girl teases. "Or are you planning on pups?"
"I would not be opposed," Bomu says non-comittedly. "You already have given him a son, but most males I know secretly want many sons."
"Yeah, and if you do have pups, I would hope they would get along with my own." Cover Girl says as non-confrontational as she can. "I don't mind sharing. As we each get a turn."
Both femmes turn to watch Gun Bunny polishing Fenryx's soft sword with her mouth, then look to each other to smile and nod in silent agreement.
"I think I would like that," Sharon says honestly. "Have you and her ever done anything?"
"Some, but not much," Cover Girl admits. "Although we do sometimes give Fen a threesome."
Sharon give Cover Girl a chaste kiss and a hug as a means to cement their understanding before Cover Girl moves them over to where Fenryx can watch as Bunny rides his pole. It doesn't take much for Sharon to realize Cover Girl is up to and rather than fight she reciprocate by fondling the vixen's breasts with her hands. Cover Girl kisses Sharon's breasts and that sets the pair into making a lesbian porn show for Fen's benefit.
Unlike the girls Partisan and Point Guard are more secretive about, their conversation although neither perceives the bear eavesdropping as he makes a show of watching Fen's fun.
"Is he always like this?" Point Guard asks of Partisan in a hushed tone. "The free show was neat and all but it's like using a shotgun to kill a fly. What's up with that?"
"Damn wolf has always been a target," Partisan says in the same low tone of voice. "Something about him just screams "Fuck with me" which is one reason he developed his talents in the first place. But apparently he thinks he's some kind of hero. We probably aren't getting as many credits as we could for this job. And if we don't get any recognition he won't care one whit. He gets to be a hero, take his girl and his little boy out for some fun and get paid."
"Does he run the team like a wolf pack?" Point Guard asks guardedly, "and who supports him?"
"He acts like a pack alpha at times," Partisan admits. "But his tactics actually work so that's why nobody challenges him much. Cover Girl and Gun Bunny sleep with Fenryx regularly. Volcano gets Bunny when the vix wants some quality time alone with him. With the brat that's getting more and more frequent."
"Think she could be a weak link? How about the bear? Or the turtle? Or the skunk?" Point Guard asks in rapid succession.
"Bunny and Volcano are completely loyal to Fen," Partisan says in an answer to the rapid fire inquiries. "Sherman and Hexe are mostly neutral but they trust him more than I do. Damn dog is gonna get us killed one of these days."
"On purpose or just by hot dogging too much?" Point Guard inquires.
"The latter," Partisan returns quickly. "One thing I will give Fenryx is his loyalty. Even as much as he and I argue he'll sacrifice himself to save my bacon."
When the El pulls into eighth street station Fenryx, Cover Girl and Donar get off for what they are going to do. Volcano shoots Fenryx a warning text that scrolls across his shields: "Watch your back, the cat and the pig are talking smack." Fenryx gives Volcano a nod through the Plexiglas as the train rolls on to acknowledge receipt of the message as he and Cover Girl entwine tails with their son between them as they walk up the steps into the Gallery, a mall that has survived in it current location since the twentieth century.
Like so many parents Fenryx and Cover Girl wait in line with other races of the so Donar can sit on Santa's lap and have his picture taken. This year Santa Claus in the mall is a hybrid polar bear who is gentle and patient with the kids as he can be. Beyond a few protesters outside marching up and down Market street the scene is peaceful and the mall just cranks up the Christmas tunes to drown out the voices of the protesters who are made up entirely of humans with signs calling hybrids "unnatural" and worse.
After the trip to Santa Claus, the pair take Donar to Starbridges Department store to walk through another holiday display featuring scenes of Charles Dickens's "A Christmas Carol". One of the protesters, a geeky looking kid in a cheap business (complete with a plain black tie) wearing a fake Afro and carrying a sign that says "God Hates Furries!", starts to harass Fen and family. Fenryx questions the small minded human as to which god hates his kind and upon getting him to specify the Judaeo-Christian "God" blows him off and enrages him by claiming that choice is an invalid deity, the more ancient deities like the one he named his son after have way more validity than what he calls the pseudo-religion of Christianity believes.
Of course Fenryx's stated opinion infuriate the protester but Fen gives him a look and threatens to shove the sign up the protester's tail pipe sideways if he persists. Upon learning just who he is addressing the protester does persist in earnest and gets the sign rammed up his ass before being booted to the curb. Two uniformed, Sentry, Inc., police officers hold the door open for Fen when he does a football punt that sends the cretin flying.
Upstairs in the walk through attraction, Fenryx and Cover Girl give their son a performance to remember. Others walking through watch the furries as much as the display. Even the attendants guiding the guests are entertained by the canines who are performing primarily for the pup's enjoyment but are appreciative of the admiration of others.
Meanwhile the train empties out at thirteenth street so the automated train can pass through the rest of its underground journey to thirtieth street to minimalize casualties. A gang of African American musicians leer at the remaining members of the Phantom Gunmen mockingly playing "The Magnificent Seven" and other spaghetti western tunes as they enter the tunnels to make it say for people like them to travel throughout the metroplex. Point Guard runs ahead at breakneck speed to scout ahead and see what sort of forces are present.
Armed only with an assault rifle and a chain sword, Point Guard streaks into areas claimed by the Horde. Streaking between stations that provide him with cover he moves so fast that the goblins and the larger masters the hobgoblins fail to register his presence. Torso that at one point must have been humans roast slowly over open fires as a pair of bugaboos drag in a homeless man, strip him nude and then proceed to butcher him alive.
When Point Guard discreetly phones in what he finds, a member of the council expresses the opinion of relief that they are only killing the insignificant extreme poor. Apparently being on welfare and thus not paying taxes makes his life not worth saving to the higher ups and so Point Guard just lets the scene play out as not aiding the poor man is not going to detrimentally affect his reputation and status. That all changes when Sherman arrives and begins to set up cameras with with Volcano lugging what looks like a man portable version of the massive multi barreled machine gun they used to put into jet fighters to watch Sherman's back and blast any goblins, big or small, that attack.
"Hey, Sherman," Point Guard says over the coded frequency the team uses in the field. "Do you have the equipment to record another fight?"
"Yeah, what do you have in mind?" Sherman asks before he looks through his own camera. "Looking to earn some Public Brownie Points?"
"Something like that," Point Guard partially admits. "Volcano, how much punishment can that heater of yours dish out?"
"A lot," Volcano answers in a non-committal fashion. "What do you have in mind?"
"Even as fast as I run to avoid getting hit, this assault rifle I use doesn't have the punch to take out a bugaboo without wasting a full clip or two," Point Guard states. "I'd like to concentrate on the goblins and maybe any hobgoblins that blow in. Can you handle the big guys?"
"Oh, I get it," Volcano says with a smirk. "I take on the big guys and waste 'em, which will be a chore but not as much if you tried with your little grease gun and you take out the little shits."
"And I record it all for our promo videos," Sherman says as he shares a smirk with Volcano. "Sounds like a plan. Start your run and we'll go from there."
Rather than respond verbally Point Guard goes into action running amongst the gather throng of goblins crowding the cook fires for barbecued breasts, penises, scrotums and other assorted body parts. Five bugaboos and about fifty goblins mill about the columns and debris around the tracks. Even though he has to slow down somewhat to make his shots as accurate as they can be, Point Guard is a blur of motion that is hard to focus on, although the lenses Sherman is using make it possible as he sighs ruefully while Volcano steps forward and lets the newest bugaboo have it with his cannon. Unlike Point Guard, Volcano's movement is slow and deliberate as he deals out death like a titan dealing with cockroaches. Sherman gets great footage of the carnage which is streaming live for their employers and others at the team web site. Fleeing survivors force the team to give chase deeper towards City Hall.
City Hall as it was called is now a ruin largely off limits to the general public. As Volcano, Sherman and Point Guard chase the goblins back to the surface they get an eyeful of Benjamin Franklin's face as part of a keystone in an arch leading back out to Market street looking down at them. Volcano salutes the grandfather plaque representing the famous founding father before marching on as does Sherman out of respect for the man and what he did in his lifetime, but neither one of them expected the stone effigy of the man to actually wink back as he does.
Tech Hexe watches Partisan eye up Sharon's ass like the pig that he is and shakes her head while Bomu uses her abilities to store explosive energy in pieces of debris and portions of the floor with instructions to explode in the immediate presence of goblins. Luckily for Sharon one of them is paying attention to what is going on as black clad much in the general fashion ascribed to by ninja hobgoblins slip between the shadows as their smaller goblin cousins, in similar attire of course, crawl on the ceiling. Sharon throws a grenade that hits a hobgoblin in the chest before it goes off and finally gets Partisan's attention fixed on the task at hand.
Partisan's combat software has little trouble picking out targets which he then takes out with his assault rifle. One ability all team members have is the ability to create Phantom Ammo: bullets, arrows, bolts and other projectiles that are incorporeal until they hit their intended targets. Although Partisan often forgets he has this ability, especially when he's more interested in killing adversaries on the battlefield but in order to save money from wasted bullets he's using the ability to ensure that he's hitting goblins and not debris.
Sharon is using an assault shotgun whose buckshot rounds have a big surprise in that everyone is inscribed with a special kanji that turns them into tiny grenades when fired by her in the shotgun she is using and created herself to create this effect. Fanning out to avoid her spread does little good as the goblin ninjas set off her traps and are killed by those explosions. Unfortunately the leader of the team is smart and already has a plan to deal with both of them.
Calling upon the dark powers he serves, the hobgoblin ninja master draws and invokes a rune sign that shines a sickening yellow. Both Partisan and Sharon Bomu instantly sicken in their stomachs to the point of nausea. While they do their best to fight on they are very distracted which the shinobi take advantage of.
A hobgoblin with a wire garrote slips behind Partisan and loops the cord around his neck as prelude to doing two things simultaneously: strangling him and slowly but surely sawing his head from his shoulders. A bugaboo comes out of nowhere and knocks out Sharon with a series of heavy blows in rapid succession. Joining them are another team of ninja cultists carrying the unconscious bodies of Cover Girl and Donar.
Watching at her station Tech Hexe is shocked and alarmed as she witnesses the decapitated Partisan carried away like so much meat along with the others. She never actually liked Partisan but this isn't how she wanted to see him go. Gun Bunny watches over her shoulder and is more concerned for the two females than Partisan who was always arguing with Fen over every little thing.
Gun Bunny and Tech Hexe are about to call Fenryx to see if he's alright when the same cameras that caught the ill fated battle catch Fen running after the ninjas firing electric bullets from a pair of automatics. Fenryx is very angry from what they can see and the debate now becomes whether or not to bother him since he's in a mood. As it turns out a pissed off Fenryx contacts them.
"Are you using remotes to follow them?" Fenryx asks in a commanding voice.
"Yes, they're headed right for City Hall." Tech Hexe answers plainly. "Your orders?"
"Keep watching!" Fenryx barks. " Bunny, you stay put and guard Hexe.
Meanwhile in the ruins of City Hall the ninjas carrying the girls rush past Point Guard, Sherman and Volcano. While they are in a hurry they take note of the other intruders as Point Guard runs about to try and harass them with his assault rifle. Unfortunately it doesn't dawn on Point Guard that the goblins might have their own traps set up.
Point Guard is running as fast as he can to avoid retaliation when he runs around a pillar that just so happens to have piano wire pulled tight at neck level. As the headless body runs a bit of the route before collapsing a hobgoblin breaks both of Sherman's arms before tying a plastic bag around his neck with his head in the bag. Volcano is sweeping his weapon too efficiently for the goblins to get at him so they content themselves with outrunning him.
When Fenryx comes running past Sherman has collapsed in the shadows and Volcano is finishing off a few bugaboos who want to invite him to dinner. Fenryx gives Volcano a knowing glance and assuring nod that the bear reciprocates as Fen continues his pursuit. After finishing off his apparent foes he follows his friend by way of the trail or bodies he leaves behind.
What was once a central plaza in the middle of City Hall has been remade into an open air temple to the unspeakable ones. Statues of grotesque figures formerly revealed in foul tomes as far back as the Necronomicon are on open display like idols for worship by the denizens of this den of darkest evil. But for Fenryx it is the high altar at the apex of a step pyramid that draws his attention the utmost.
Naked and bound to the altar are Cover Girl and Donar with Bomu tied to a weird abstract monolith. All three are unconscious as a hobgoblin conducts a ceremony. Dressed in simple black robes his headdress/mask is octopoid in nature with a myriad of tentacles covering his face.
Mother and child are laid out, heads down, in a mockery of birth with both of their heads hanging over the edges of the altar. Fenryx arrives as the high priest recites an ancient rite from a book in hand. Twin bugaboos with obsidian axes bar his way as Sharon, also naked, awakens silently and begins to make the monolith she's tied to glow with an overflow of explosive energy.
Fenryx has gone back to his energy claws to shred the bugaboos in his way as the priest quickly goes through the proper recitations before knocking two over sized obsidian blades positioned over their victims necks like paper cutters. Enraged Fenryx defeats the obstacles as quickly as he can but not soon enough as the heads of his lover and child roll down the sides of the pyramid. A scarlet veil has now completely fallen over Fen's eyes as he shreds the bugaboos, then the high priest and would have slain Sharon too if the bomb she made hadn't gone off slaughtering everyone in the courtyard except Fenryx, herself and Volcano who is just arriving.
Kneeling before the corpses of his loved ones, Fenryx openly weeps in mourning as Sharon does her best to console him. With the temple destroyed and its high priest dead the goblin tribes go back to fighting amongst themselves as much as outsiders which lessens the threat they pose to commuters. While they just successfully completed a major assignment none of the surviving Phantom Gunmen are much in the mood to celebrate. Fenryx would have gone into seclusion with self-loathing if not for the concerted effort of both Sharon Bomu and Gun Bunny. While sulking naked and alone in a hot tub the she wolf and the bunny surprise him. After Bunny gets him hard, Bomu rides him.
"I can never replace what you lost," Sharon says seriously. "But I want to bear you children if you are still willing to be a father."
"Being a father was something that gave me great joy and pain," Fenryx admits. "But even with that pain I am still interested in being a father." He licks at the bitch's tits. "You were going to try to have me impregnate you before this happened..." His tone is matter of factly rather than accusatory. "So I know I would be doing this anyway. Not that I mind of course."
Sharon makes sure his phallus is fully within her when the knot forms and she positions herself so that is she does get pregnant, she will bear male offspring. Bunny guesses what she is trying to do but says nothing. Instead she just enjoys getting eaten out by the wolf she calls her master. Fenryx howls when he climaxes which gives Sharon her own special orgasm as she has been trained in a variety of techniques.
After showering together at the dorm where Fenryx dwells the two wolves and the bunny sleeps in Fen's bed. Bunny again gets him hard with her muzzle before Sharon impales herself along his length. This time however, after climax the three cuddle together and fall asleep to dream of what the future might hold for them.