Power is Corrupt

Even with the fire-proof suit on, Blackfield could still feel the immense heat of the flames all around her, but at least it wouldn't melt her skin off..... yet. She also had to worry about the falling branches of the heat possibly crashing down on her, but Spike could probably shield her from a few of those. After about a half hour of walking, they came across a shack that seemed to be completely unaffected by the fire and flames all around it. Blackfield was about to walk up the the mystery shack when Spike grabbed her and pulled her back hard.

Before Blackfield could chew his ass out for putting his hands on her, she saw that he was pulling her out of the way of a huge burst of fire coming from her right. Too big to be from the gust of a falling branch. Blackfield looked to her right and came face-to-face with a woman of fairly average height, a pair of large welding goggles, a black rebreather, a fire-proof red leather bikini top, a pair of red leather fire-proof pants that were baggy enough to see her underwear, half of her light-light pink hair was shaved of, specifically the right side of her head, and she had a flamethrower about the size of Spike, equipped with it's own propane tank, a container for the tar it prayed to make sure the fire stuck to what it touched, and even a revolving barrel that allowed the fire to change colors.

The woman looked to Blackfield, aimed her flamethrower, and 'fired' her flamethrower. Blackfield quickly dodged out of the way of the fire and drew her sword. at the moment of the woman's first opening, Blackfield quickly dashed her way toward her, sword in hand, ready to strike. But the moment Blackfield swung her sword and weas about to strike, the mystery woman drew a fire ax and coordinated the blade well enough to hit Blackfield's sword right out of her hand. Blackfield panicked, looking at where the sword had landed. The woman took this oppertunity to raise her ax and bring it down on Blackfield. Luckily, Blackfield was able to teleport out of the way just as the ax implanted itself into the ground, where she grabbed her sword and jumped in the direction of the pyromaniac, who whipped out a flare gun and shot it into Blackfield's line of sight.

The shot blinded Blackfield long enough for the woman to get her ax out of the ground and take another swing. Spike, who finally managed to catch up with the two, skidded his way into the path of the oncoming ax, and his hard dragon scales were tough enough to not take any damage from the fire ax.

"Thats enough! Stop! We were sent from Slaughterlot to check on the preparations for the Great War Ceremony!" Spike shouted at her. "Cease your attack!"

At the mention of the great war ceremony, the pyromaniac lowered her ax to the ground and holstered her flare gun, that had another waiting round in the barrel.

"Oh.... My..... I-I didnt know that-" She stuttered, but then took a deep breath and spoke clearly. "My name is Furyshy. Please, follow me. My house isnt far from here and it's flame proof."

Blackfield looked to Spike who nodded, sheathed her sword, and followed Furyshy to her home. When they walked in, Blackfield took off her mask and set it down, finally able to get a clear look at things instead of having to see things through two lenses. It wasnt very easy.....

"You two must be starving. Please take a seat while i finish up dinner. Your just in time actually. I was just finishing up my potato soup." Furyshy spoke in a soft voice that comforted Spike and Blackfield.

Blackfield unzipped her suit a little, enough to cool off from the heat, and for Spike to see enough cleavage to get a hard-on. Spike and Blackfield sometimes had sex with eachother every now and then, though it didnt mean anything. They didnt even consider each other as friends with benefits, just partners who would sleep with each other now and then.

Blackfield could smell the delicous potato soup from the kitchen where Furyshy was working her magic. She looked around and noticed all the taxadermined animals that lay about the room. She saw several birds, a bear, some tigers, some dogs and cats, and one little bunny that sat on the coffee table of the room with a little plack that read "Angel". When the soup was done, Furyshy brought out 3 bowls of soup for them all to enjoy. Spike wolfed it all down, being hungry as a dragon, while Blackfield glared and politely ate her soup. It was one of the best meals she had ever had.

"I apoligize for my actions earlier..." Furyshy spoke softly. "I sometimes have this reflex where when i see something roaming around in my wall, i just lash out and attack it!"

Blackfield looked at Furyshy in surprise. "You mean YOU built this wall?!"

Furyshy giggled and nodded "All on my own~"

Blackfield couldn't believe it. A wall that size should have taken a lifetime with 50 people working on it, to find that this little woman single handedly built a titan sized wall was unbelievable!

"So, you said you came to check on the preparations?" Furyshy asked quietly.

"Hm? Oh!" Blackfield was for some reason lost in thought between the wall and the soup. "Oh yeah. We're here to make sure that the security for the Great war ceremony is going ok."

"Oh. Well the security is doing great. I'm personally training the security teams to fight adn keep the peace between the poeple in the ceremony." Furyshy stated confidently.

Spike chuckled. "Well if your training them to fight like you, then i dont think we have a single problem here! With the type of moves you had back there, i'm sure anything they throw at us will come right back at them full blast!"

After a while, Blackfield, Spike, and Furyshy chatted for w hile, they thanked her for the meal, and left. Blackfield changed back into her clothes after they stepped outside the wall, and walked off to get to their air conditioned apartment.