Chapter
2 – Digitally Accurate
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Even
though this was the third fight since she had joined the party,
seeing Bridget in action was still one of the stranger things I had
ever seen. Probably not the strangest as well you adventure long
enough in these lands and you see some really weird ass stuff like
Ogre drag queens battles and other unspeakable things that I was
promptly trying to forget.
Still
I had to bite my tongue from shouting out in worry, it was quite
unbelievable watching her petite unarmored form literally just wade
or would it be dance through a hail of arrows to drop kick the golem
operating the trap through the far wall and coming out more or less
unscratched.
“Nice
job.” I shout over as I got out from behind the wall I was hiding
under.
Bridget
smiled as the torchlight shined off her sexy metallic face as she
spoke “Thanks Aldrin, but I couldn’t have done it without your
haste spell.”
“Haha
no worries it was my pleasure.” I said trying to hid the blush on
my face. After all it wasn’t often I was thanked, much less by a
cute girl in a form fitting bodysuit thingy. Being a priest and all
was usually a rather thankless job and most people just took my
actions for granted. If anything I was the one that always got blamed
if something went wrong.
“Whateverrr,
hurry it up I don’t have all day.” Castor shouted in his thick
Pronce accent. The twin blade rogue already heading down the corridor
heedless of the rest of us, though I guess since it was only the
three of us that made it everyone else.
‘Blah’
Bridget simply replied as she stuck her tongue out and made a face at
the rogue, I found myself smiling at her antics as I wondered how
someone so silly could manage being a front line tank.
“Still
we should get going, Castor gets impatient easily.” I replied
knowing the bosses reckless behavior that had gotten us in trouble
far to many times before.
“Oh
fine.” Bridget said as she skipped ahead, as I followed at a
jogging pace admiring her perfectly shaped posterior from behind as
it gyrated up and down.
As
we descended into the next level the lighting was significantly
different then the previous levels, not just the lightning but the
walls, the designs, everything. I honestly had rarely seen lightnings
so vibrantly multicolor outside the neon signs in the red light
districts, dungeons usually didn't have the infrastructure to support
powering them. The stone and mortar walls of the previous floors
having been replaced with metals that shimmered with energy.
The
pathway opened up into a large chamber of sorts with glowing blubs of
various colors. In the center there were several floating boxes and a
free floating table of that hummed with incandescent white lights.
“This
is it! The Ynimus” Bridget said excitedly as she skipped over to
the floating table her metallic feet clinking against the floor as
she moved.
“Like
we agreed whatever is in the boxes is yours to keep.” Bridget said
as she exampled the devices, Castor wasted no time in activating all
of the boxes as they popped open.
“Anything
good?” I asked Castor as I walked over, the magitech loot was
strange to look at. The weird shapes they items took the shape in
like a hard glass discus were not like anything we usually dealt
with.
“Like
I would know, we'll need to take this to an artificer to identify
them.” Castor said as his smile turned into an evil grin that I had
come to recognize. As I grabbed him by the shoulders whispering.
“Castor, come on we don't need to do this to her.” I said hoping
to dis-way him.
“Don't
we. We don't know if she just gave us junk and took the only thing
worth while.” Castor said as he gripped his daggers. “So get out
of my way or you can join her.” I knew I should stop him I knew
that she didn't deserve this but I was a coward and “No” I said
surprising myself only to get decked.
“Falling
for a transformed how disgusting, we'll discuss this later” Castor
said as he walk past me, my face hurt and my vision spun from where
he had just sucker punched me.
“What
are you two fighting about.” I heard Bridget say with a somewhat
concerned tone as she walked over. “Nothing major just a minor loot
dispute” Castor said playing it off as he fingered his daggers
behind him waiting for her to get closer.
“Watch
out!” I shouted to her only for her to take a weird neon colored
watch like device out of her bosom.
“What
about the watch?” she said confused as Castor took this chance to
step in, his skillful step in dash blurred his form as the glints of
his metal daggers flashed forward in a minimalist motion. Only for
Bridget to just as quickly privet as her body swayed in-between the
strikes.
“Aw
man, I thought you guys would listen too.” She said somewhat
disappointed tone of voice “Still it's not that big of a surprise.”
“It's
every man for themselves and you already lost your man card.”
Castor said as he sped up his attacks some of his attacks making it
through as the sound of metal striking metal echoed through the halls
as sparks flickered off her metal body.
“Is
that so” Bridget said seeming unconcerned though as she weaved and
blocked the blows with her metallic arms only for the watch like
device she was holding to be knocked out of her hands by a solid knee
strike from Castor.
The
watch like device that glowed with neon color flew through the air
before landing neatly on the Ynimus as the chair like device began to
hum with the same neon glow before a beam of light encompassed the
room.
The
beam struck Castor first I could see him melting his arms, legs, body
and all seemed crumble into bits of energy before the light before
being pulled into the teleportation field, it was honestly like
nothing that I had ever seen before. I didn't even have time to run
as the beam turned to me my body being pulled apart at the seams
before I could even shout.
“But
I didn't plan on activating it yet.” Bridget said with an annoyed
pout on her face as she stared at where the two adventures once
stood, the scorch marks that lined ground the only indication they
were ever there.
(…)
“What
the hell?” was the only thing I could say when I came too, I
honestly wasn't sure what I was looking at. The sky was black, not
like nighttime black but as if the entirely of it just darkness but
that wasn't end of my worries no it was the light. That weird neon
light that ran through and illuminated everything from the walls to
the ground around us ran chills down my spine.
“Humph,
your finally awake.” I heard turning around. Looking it was Castor
but in a sort of weird black version with blue neon highlights of his
usual outfit.
“What's
with the clothes?” I asked surprised by the sudden dress change
more then anything else.
“Look
at yourself.” Castor said, as I did so only to find my clothes had
underwent a similar transformation it was eerie to say the least. “So
where the hell are we.” he asked
“How
should I know?” I responded “Your the one that attacked her.”
“Whatever,
just use your hocus pocus and get us out of here.” Castor said not
really caring that he slugged me earlier or the fact that magic
wasn't that simple. Seriously arcane arts even those pulling from
vetted sources like holy gods was never something one just trifled
with..
“Yeah
yeah… hmm is that the clock you knocked out of her hand?” I asked
rhetorically, kneeling over I grabbed the item before he could. That
was a mistake, no sooner then I touched the object did it flare up
the neon symbols illuminating on its surface as the device expand
before it flew through the air snapping shut upon my throat like a
collar as I found my limbs disassembling once again.
“I HATE TELEPORAATTTIOONNNN!!” I managed to shout out this time
before getting sucked away, my body tingling as is dissipated. As the
disassembly reached my head my vision fading as the effect reached my
head I turned to look at Castor only to see a construct of sorts
using well tentacles on him, ok… maybe teleportation wasn't such a
bad option.
“Ugh…”
I stuttered when my vision cleared up once more as I felt my head
come together, the tingling feeling from the teleportation faded from
my limbs as they were the last pieces of my body to be reassembled.
Looking
around at the chamber it was filled with numbers and symbols, some I
recognized from magic texts however that was only a handful of the
what must have been hundreds.
“Hello?
Anyone here?” I asked hoping for a response but only steady sound
of electronic beeps fed back to me from the various walls the lights
flashed in a synchronized fashion.
“Well
that's pretty creepy.” I said more to interrupt the droning beeps
that echoed throughout the room as the various numbers displayed on
them counted down. 'Beep Beep Beep' it went and as it did my robes
contracted, I felt my breath suck in as the fabric tightened itself
against my frame like a second skin.
“What
the hell!” I shouted in surprise and panic as I tried to remember
possible counter spells or cures for the sudden change. It didn't
give me any time to think as another one of the timers hit zero as
the 'Beep Beep Beep' sound rippled through out the room once again.
Just as suddenly as the change before the chest area tightened even
more then I thought possible. As my nipples rubbed and pinched
against the slick fabric I soon felt it give way seemingly melting
and tightening against my body.
I
shouted no squealed in surprise the high pitch of the voice
surprising me “Please stop” I pleaded to everyone and on one,
only from 'Beep Beep Beep' as another timer hit zero was my response.
I
shouted futilely as my voice squeaked higher and higher with each
slyabol
(to
be continued in the comic)
(…)
Bridget
smiled in surprise as her sister, no her mate appeared from the
Ynima, she had not expected to find one compatible with the atomic
re-balancer DLC so quickly. She had felt Aldrin, no Akita had some
potential, still for her to fully awaken was a one in a million
chance, truly the fortunes of the Goddess were upon them.
“Shall
we.” She said, as she smiled while swaying over. There were no
further words needed as our bodies touched and then our lips touched
as our internal clocks synchronized becoming one.
(…)
Akita smiled looking at the person in quarantine, the man's helpless
suspended body shimmering between the neon lights. Oh she remembered
him, Castor a bully and a thug who preyed on the weak both physically
and mentally.
The real question was what should she do with him, as Akita pondered
as she touched the master controls as various panels appeared before
her. Release and delete were out of the question, while she did
believe in 2nd chance Castor wouldn't hesitate to sell the
secrets of the Ynima as soon as he could and she wasn't so cruel to
murder him. Still that only left the repair functions, tapping the
button several more detailed options appeared before her.
[Full purge]
[Overwrite]
[Manual]
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