The realistic one present, Gillie pointed out, "We should keep that a cure for the game is
underway under wraps until the cure is already ready. If we don't, everyone will try to get
in one final grudge match or try to figure out the most outlandish and self use of the game
they can. Or worse, they chose to try to murder Father Mike and Father Paul to prevent the
game from ending."
The Mayor blinked those big brown eyes of his. Gillie internally shivered at the feelings her
body was telling her.
"I thought after what Kurse did, no one would be mad enough to use the game anymore."
Madam Serenity slowly shook her head, "I'm afraid not… I had Penny restore two couples of
Leomans who were turned into love dolls just yesterday…"
The Mayor gasped in shock. "I don't believe it."
"It's true." Madam Serenity said simply.
The Mayor looked at Gillie who just nodded automatically, Gillie knowing very much how
greedy people could get and how they'd justify just about anything to themselves.
"I see… tell me the moment that you have enough of the cure so we can minimize the
risk… I'm stilling going ahead with any of the all preparations however. The radio
declaration can wait until the near the end."
The two women nodded at this.
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Madam Serenity looked at Gillie when they left the Mayor's office, and had walked past the
smiling naked bald lion women acting as security.
"I noticed you picked up the new jargon and the 'revised' version of events rather quickly."
She commented.
"I've been through more twists and warped to reality than you," Said Gillie simply, as they
walked around in public Gillie naked but not a single person so much as glancing at her
more than any other person… except the lion people who kept smiling at her and some
waving… and at each other. "I've had to adapt to quick and bizarre changes in existence
before."
"I can appreciate that Gill." Madam Serenity said simply.
"I know you can. So how is that Trevor kid?"
"Doesn't remember ever being a cat, or human, or a teenager, just a little boy I took under
my wing when he was in danger of his life for a good long year… Back with his family and
happy as a clam for it."
Gillie looked around the wolves, humans, and lion people, and noted how there were more
of the latter then there had been yesterday, she could smell them too. 'The building are
slowly becoming all different too… no way the doors to the post office where that tall
yesterday… and … THAT WAS A VEGAN restaurant yesterday! Prime Rib a third off on
Fridays?!'
Gillie knew she was in some warped version of invasion of the body snatchers, and short of
a meteorite hit, or a carpet bombing, nothing was going to stop it. That sense of finality
and inevitability hit the police chief hard. It made Gillie feel ill.
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Mr. P of course did not have the street address of every Pride member memorized, nor did
he know the finer details of what Gillian II and Mother Glen had done with themselves after
leaving the estate.
Some people gasped, but most simply smiled and nodded when a giant gold and black
wolf came into the retirement center run by Mother Glen. He was a personal friend of hers
after all.
The nurse (still human against all odd) greeted the giant wolf and asked kindly what his
business was with them today: -Right after- waving off a happy family of leoman who had
just visited their grandparents. The two elderly leomans were now having a card game with
their friends who of course didn't notice as their wrinkly skin because wrinkly fur and the
old women no longer having to worry about their hair. Though keeping track of their tails
did become trouble in their elder years. And the chairs and beds needed to be bigger and
more reinforced for the elderly leomans as the cascade found it's way into the retirement
home.
"I'm here to see Snow White, I mean Mother Glen."
The Nurse nodded and said, "Mother Glen isn't in right now. She told us yesterday that she
was moving into a new home with her long lost Prime Mate, the movers began taking her
belongings to her new house this morning in earnest.
Mr. P finally took note of the humans taking the items out one of the secondary doors to a
truck parked along side the building. 'Oblivious old man.' He thought to himself. "I see…
do you have her new home address?"
"Of course." The Nurse said telling him where Mother Glen's new home was.
As Mr. P left, the nurse's brother, who never got tired of listening to the stories of one of
their residents who had been a mountaineer, who was a card player with the elderly couple
whose family had just visited, whose child went to the same school as Trevor. He had
taken this job originally just to pay off his loans, but now he had been enraptured by his
unique tales.
"Hey sis." Said a young leoman with white fur and red markings on his shoulders and back
that resembled a cross. An ID card hung around his neck.
"Hey bro'."
"I---" Before he was going to say he was going to go home early without any back up or
warning… but… that wasn't the civilized thing to do was it?
"Anything else you need for me to do?"
The nurse's super curly brown hair ceased to exist, and brown fur with the same red marks
as her brother appeared over her skin as her clothes vanished, her ID card appearing on a
string around her neck. She grew larger and stronger and her desk changing shape to
match as her round ears moved to the top of her head and the tail emerge and hands and
feet became more like paws. Her maternal material shrank a bit, but Leoman had never
been known for the sometimes oversized busts that some Felmans and Leomans had.
"There's some bed sheet laundry that needs doing in the laundry room." She replied in a
deeper more growly voice.
"Right." He simply nodded and smiled and went to his appointed task.
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Gillian and Mother Glen were in the semi-furbished house drinking tea (well, Gillian
drinking tea, Mother Glen was licking it up from her large tea cup since her experiments
with trying to hold cubs had been mostly disasters), when there was a crude knock at the
front door.
When Gillian opened, he was surprised to see the giant black wolf from before at the
Manor.
"Hello," Mr. P said smiling, "Name's Patrick. Remember me? Snow White in?"
"Right here Blackie." Mother Glen answered and the two nuzzled each other.
Gillian was a tiny bit more confused than vexed. Lupeman from what he remembered didn't
snow this kind of affection or emotion to outsiders ie non-lupmans… 'Guess some things
have changed for the better.'
"What are you doing here?" She asked.
"My grandson wanted to check on the Pack who wasn't at the estate at Kurse turned the
entire planet for a short while into mutant lunatic freaks and back again… I realized had a
perfect excuse to visit you Snow White."
"You need an excuse to visit your best friend Blackie?" She said to the Lupman who she had
not even really know all that well in the old timeline. But due to their long live spans and
their similar conditions and both spending more time in Glendale in this timeline, they
were the best of friends.
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"When Joella said 'acting as though they were not under a spell' she didn't say WHICH
SPELL. Her command would require them to ignore death's Geass as well… which as I said
before, could NOT be broken! This created a paradox in their minds of obeying their
mistress' command, and obeying the irresistible Geass from death. Thus why their minds
shut down." Marie-Eliza explained.
"I had hoped they had just fainted due to what they saw had happened to their bodies."
Maddex said depressed.
"Remember what I said before. Joella never realized her parents had been the cause of the
wandering demons, or that they had committed murdered repeatedly, that their ideal world
with their insanity wouldn't have worked, and basically spent her life believing her mothers
had been -good- and this is what -inspired- her to become the local saint she's
remembered for now. And died believing the witches had died doing what was right… But
that is all just recap."
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1689 August
"My mothers succeeded at making me happy, and the Witch Pride happy, and the fairies
happy. And all my brothers and sisters happy. AND they made Free very much happy!"
Joella corrected him sternly.
Vatican nodded at once at his mistress.
Mal'Akh glared at Joella but also ran to check on the two hunters… they were out like a
light.
"Joella are you okay?… Can… is that what I was feeling… "
Both turns and miniature gargoyle turned around to see a naked girl with a long brown
pony tail looking at him looking scared, sick, confused, and hurting.
"LARK!" Joella ran to her and hugged her, like she would any of her brothers and sisters.
Who at that moment were also waking up.
Free meanwhile awoke where she had been deposited just next to Running Bear's run down
house (who was doing to take care of his corpse?). If a gargoyle could
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Officer Linus Sure and Father Draco Fire struggled in their minds, both a rag doll being
pulled between two adult sized children was what the feeling could be best described as.
Their mistress had ordered them to live their lives as if they were not enhanced, and they
struggled to obey, but that meant going up against Death's Geass… at which they had no
chance, no force on Earth, even the witches' curse could change that.
So their mistresses command futilely tried to pull them away from the grip of Death's
command. The two men in pain as their minds threatened to tear in two as the two utterly
uncompromising, and unrelenting orders that could not be ignored.
None of this was visible on the outside, and no one in reality saw the two brave and strong
willed men's psyche finally break under the strain and collapse in on themselves… And
slowly begin to rebuild itself, the Dare and Deaths' Geass, being magically enforced and the
cause of the conflict being the only parts that were not torn to pieces, and became the
basis of their psyches…
The compromise that was finally reached, was for serving and protecting the young child
to be what the two WANTED to do with themselves. Along with guiding, helping, and
protecting the many children left without parents by the witches, and to aid the pride of
leomans, and the family of humans who had been left with nowhere to go.
The human and the uber naga remained unconscious as their minds slowly rebuilt
themselves with these two basic tenants as the basis for their selves. 'Guide, protect, and
aid those the witches had created to find their own lives, and serve and protect the young
heir to the witches holdings as part of that task.'
So the soldier and priest were unified in one idea.
'I must serve Young Lady Joella.'
For Father Draco Fire, the desire to show Joella the way of the Lord became prominant,
that was his base definition of helping someone after all, and who was more important to
show and convert to the Lord's Word than Young Lady Joella?
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All around Glendale the puritans awoke from their fogged state of mind and from their
deep sleep… they wondered what they were doing all lined up in rows. They all screamed
in alarm and panic when they saw they were all naked in front of each other, and most
were quickly losing the youth the witches had given them. The fact many of the savages
from the praying town were there too naked under blankets only made them scream and
panic even MORE!
At the same time at Witch Manor, the Witch Pride, Ben's family, and the child familiars also
also awoke… and through the connection with the witches that had struck them down
when Marie broke their magic… they also knew the fate of their mistresses… and began to
cry and hug each other in misery.
Sister Kathrine's ears flickered, "Marie… can you hear it?"
Sister Marie started and turned to Kathrine, "Hear what?" Marie Cruz shuddered, "The
screams of panic and alarm or the cries of misery?"
"Both." Sister Kathrine admitted.
Sister Marie Cruz sighed.
Of course Winifred just ignore all the NOISE as she took the witches' corpses for her own.
With no one there loyal to the witches to protest, and Sister Marie Cruz having more
pressing matters on her minds, did not. THe silver Wolf, programmed by the young
witchlings years before to obey and serve the young pups without question and basically
had the same identity and persona as her sister save for a name … which was rather fitting
since the two of them had actually been original one flustered Omega, not that they, or
anyone else was even remotely aware of this fact of the old reality.
The two by the witches spell that had given birth to them made them the ideal Omegas to
the Alpha's mind. Unquestioningly obedient, unquestioningly loyal, and to take care of and
look after the pups needs and wants was their reason for living. In their own way, though
they would not say it out loud, were almost sorry to see the fantasy come to an end, but
they knew the teenage bright colored lupman weren't trained or able at carrying for the
young, and had to put practicality first.
Her twin, Maryweather, greeted her at the door, and the two hugged, Winifred still carrying
the corpses the witches like they were prizes.
"That is them sister?"
"Yes sister."
"They are dead sister?"
"Most assuredly and sincerely dead sister. The wicked witches are dead."
"Shall we eat them sister?" Maryweather said completely serious
"No sister." Winifred replied not freaked out by the suggestion in the least, "They placed a
curse on the outsider who rid us of them." Winifred said with no clue that she owed her
very existence to the three whose dead bodies she was carrying. "We should burn them."
"Understood sister."
The witches corpses were dumped quickly outside unceremoniously a few seconds later as
the pack members began to awaken and most reverting back to their true age. Those who
did not were those whose persona had changed too drastically to revert to the identity they
had as adults. The omegas would burn the witches bodies later when the meaningful and
important tasks were done.
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"So the witches bodies… would be burned as an afterthought." Marie-Eliza said.
"They deserved it and worse. No matter how sad their brainwashed puppets were."
Maddex's heads said simply.
No one objected to his point of view.
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Tokyo Japan
"Do I have to wear the Battle Maid's costume Ai?" Lamented Aiko, smoothing over the
rough points in her tail from putting it through the multi layers cosplay dress.
A black haired human girl in the room dressed in a somewhat similar outside but with fake
ears and tail looked at the japanese felman who had bright pink fur (which Aiko had dyed
several times as Black, Brown, And Blond). "You lost bet Aiko so no backing out now."
"I know I know."
There was a knock at the door and Ai opened it to reveal a large Japanese Leoman dressed
like Edward from the anime Full Metal Alchemist, a bit of a joke on his part since the
character was infamous for being short. HE was a wearing a blond wig over his black
mane.
"Hey Aito!" The human girl smiled and nodded at him and gave him a quick hug.
Aito had secretly saved bits of his fur so he wouldn't overheat from his costume but it was
a good sacrifice for his friends.
Ai's costume became bigger along with her, her dyed hair replaced by a wig on her bald
head. Her tail became very much real along with her ears even if she had a bow on the end
to hide the tuff and a bit of costume glue to give her ears the illusion of being pointed.
And her fur was died blue.
"Hey Aiko you coming?" Ai asked happily.
Aiko had long grown used to being so small, to Japanese humans at least she wasn't THAT
small, but to Leomans she was still a midgit… She remembered meeting her friend Ai and
later her boyfriend Aito on an internet forum… and then realized they already knew each
other in reality going to the same school. What made her friendship with Ai particular was
that Ai had never mistaken her for a runt leomanness.
Aiko between the two towering leoman headed for the cosplay convention.