Foxes of War

POV...Marian

I wiggled in my bed, feeling a bit weird this morning. It was about three months since I went with Victor and Shade to the Temple, and Victor hadn’t shown up for his monthly visit. I was wondering what he was doing at the moment, in these winking hours between sleep and alertness. I think I do have feelings for him, and it’s mostly why I let him have sex with me, though I’m unsure if I love him yet. We haven’t really gone on a date, but he’s sweet, thoughtful, has helped me, and I trust him. Still unsure about being in his Horde though. I wonder how Celestia thinks of him?

Rolling over in a lucid, thoughtful state, I felt something between my legs that I didn’t think I have there ever again. And that snapped me wide awake. I removed my covers and found a sheath just over my pussy, no balls though. “Wot?”

I rushed out to get to Zecora’s and figure out how I got a dick! Getting out my manor I rushed to the Zebra hut, not bothering to put on clothes. “ZECORA!” I yelled, finding her jolting awake from her sleep. “DICK! WHAT! HOW!?” I asked her in a panic.

“Marian, what...are you talking about?” Zecora asked as she rubbed the sleep from her eye’s, awake but not entirely. “What happened?”

“I don’t know, I just...have a dick!” I explained, pointing down at my new sheath. “I just woke up with it!”

Once she got a look at it, it was enough to wake her up fully. “How did that happened?” She asked, staring at it with a dumbfounded look. “You didn’t drink any of the Poison Joke Extract, did you?”

“What, no! I would never!” I said, feeling now very uncomfortable with her looking at it. And her scent was most noticeable.

“Marian, I’m sorry, but I don’t know if I could help.” She told me, snapping herself out of staring at my sheath. “When did this happen, just now?”

“In my sleep, I think. I just woke up with it.” I mewled, covering it.

“This is very odd. We may need to visit Steven and see what he makes of this.” Zecora said, getting out of her bed and stretching out.

“Ah...yeah! Let's do that now!” I yelped, remembering she slept nude, and now my new male anatomy was showing my pleasure at always seeing her nude when we bathed at the bathhouse to hang out. “Why did I have to be bi and not just gay or something?! Why didn’t I put on clothes!” I panicked in thought to myself.

Zecora saw me trying to cover up my sheath, before looking at herself and facepalming. Groaning, she quickly got dressed and told me to get dressed. I nodded and grabbed some of the clothes the gave me. Once done I followed her out to Steven’s cave, passing some of the Slayer Church followers.

“They’re still here?” I asked.

“Yes.” She answered. “There seem to be some more coming in. Not a lot and all of them seem to be warriors.” She told me.

“Huh, really?” I asked as I noticed one farming. “Are they making a Village?”

“Perhaps.” She shrugged. “Seeing as the one they worship is entombed within the old ruins, don’t be so surprised to find a village built out here.”

“I’m just surprised they’re not using the Temple built to him.” I voiced as we made it to Steven’s cave.

“Steven, are you here!?” Zecora called out.

“Just...oh fu...a moment!” He grunted out. It took longer than a moment, but about six minutes later a bloated Wild One, one of the three Timber Wolf anthros he regularly beds now, waddled out on uneasy legs going to her den near the cave. “Sorry about that. She wanted to play.” he panted as he slithered out in his full height.

“Marian woke up with something unexpected,” Zecora said, before looking back at me. “Show him.”

I mewled before dropping my skirt to show my sheath. “My, almost never seen this happen before.” He said, looking at me. “Doesn't look harmful though.”

“But how did that happen?” Zecora asked him.

“My guess, some god is trolling her at random. My guess, Sheogorath.” He told us. “The guy can be a troublemaker at times, but almost never as bad Discord was.”

“A random god just gave me a dick for no reason!?” I asked.

“He likes seeing how people react to madness,” Steven commented.

“Well, this is going to be problematic for her.” The Zebra mare sighed.

“I could remove it?” He told us.

“No, this...this is fine,” I muttered. “I just wanted to know why I had it.”

“Really?” Steven asked.

“I knew you would love it!” A man in mismatching clothes, a white beard, hair, mismatching eyes, and a face-splitting grin cheered. “I looking into the multiverse, for the best cheeses, I will refrain from most madness induce genocide being put into rulers.” He said, waving his hands away. “Enjoy the gift!” he jovially said as he disappeared in a cloud of cheese.

No, I am serious, there were a few cheese wheels in his place.

“So...glad to have your malehood back?” Zecora asked and I whined in embarrassment at that question.

“I...yes.” I mewled, blushing.

“Okay, now that everything with you is sorted out, I’ll be gathering some herbs,” Zecora said, leaving the cave.

“Thanks, sorry.” I mewled.

“Actually, there is something I wanted to ask of you.” She said, stopping herself and coming back to me. “Why does it smell like you have mated with someone?”

“I...did. A few months ago. But we made sure I couldn’t carry cubs from it.” I told her.

She sighed in relief. “Okay, as long as you both did it safely, you’ll be fine. Oh, and congratulations on finding a mate.”

“Thanks,” I told her.

“Well, I’m going to hunt,” Steven said, leaving his cave.

“Um...so alone now….I’ll summon...only have one Token...hmmm, guess It couldn’t happen,” I said, pulling out the Doom Marine’s token. “Hey, um, if it’s not much of a bother, I could use some company now,” I said to it as my inner beast snarled at the rock.

Not too soon after, a portal opened and one of them walked through. I didn’t exactly recognize this one as Runner or Hunter. He seemed to be more like the Aggressor if what I’m getting from him is to go by. He was also carrying two swords on him.

“Hello, who are you? I’m Marian.” I said, hoping I remembered to pull the skirt. Though my inner beast cooing in need was annoying. She did it with Victor when he was around, but not right off.

“That would be my ill-tempered brother, Berserker.” I yelped in fright, almost jumping out of my fur as I found Runner standing right beside me. How did he do that!? I didn’t see him come through with his brother! “Hi.”

“Wha!?” I yelped as I looked at him. “Don’t do that!” I said holding my chest.

“He ran through at the last second before the portal closed.” Runner’s brother, Berserker, told me. “His speed has increased to the point where your eyesight can’t keep up.”

“He gave me such a scare,” I whined, my heart speeding.

“Sorry.” He chuckled, ruffling up my head.

“Heey~” I whined as he treated me as a kid.

“So, what’s the occasion, and when did you get a cock?” He asked, pointing out the fact that I didn’t pull my skirt back up.

“Damnit. Just today, blame Sheogorath.” I groaned pulling the skirt up. “I just woke up with it, and I kinda wanted to hang out.” I mewled blushing.

“Okay.” Runner shrugged, before looking around. “Question; what is it today?”

“Tuesday, it’s about three years since I got here, almost two since the last time I’ve seen you,” I told him as an annoying imp ran by trying to kill a deer.

“Seriously? Damn, time flies by fast here. It’s only been about some months or so ever since then.” Runner told me. “Why am I picking up the Light of the Traveler, Hell Energy, and Warp Energy?”

“Found out the Traveler is here, also Hell’s trying to take it from what I’ve gathered from Gaia, and I don’t know about the Warp,” I explained.

“Well, the Warps signature isn’t very present, only traces of it remain.” He explained.

“You mean to say that Chaos came here?” Berserker questioned and Runner shrugged.

“Maybe. For whatever reason.” He replied.

“Oh, do you two want to see the Temple Todd has?” I asked them.

“Temple? Since when? Hunter didn’t see one when you first summoned him.” Runner questioned.

“We found it under a building,” I told them starting to walk to the temple. “Looking at it, some Baron that got killed by Steven and collapsed the old flooring. As for when...well we don’t know. Daisy said his token always reads as Forty-two thousand years old but made long before he met her. It’s also carved from a mountain that is no longer standing.”

We walked till we reached the mountain rock carved temple.

“Why is there a Temple built for him?” Berserker asked me.

“I don’t know, he didn’t ask for it built though. Daisy said he doesn’t even know it was built or that people worship his token.” I told them walking in and they saw the statue.

“So, he’s a God?” Runner asked as Berserker sighed.

“I don’t know. He could be, or people just worship him.” I said shrugging. “Though there is a massive library that has been getting books added to it, and a world of treasure.”

“Being worshipped as a God will end up making you a God.” Berserker said. “And, seeing as how long he’s been locked up, I dare say he really is a God.”

“Is that bad?” I asked the man as I sat on the pedestal.

“Depends on how he feels about it. Tell us, what sort of people worship him?” He asked, folding his arms.

“I don’t know. I think warriors. There’s a group of them in the old chapel.” I told him.

“Can you show us?” Runner asked.

“Sure,” I said, leading them to the old Chapel. We saw them not long after and I saw a few sparring with swords.

“Hmm.” Berserker gave a throaty hum, as we watched them train.

“This kinda reminds me of those back in our sister’s own world… Well, after the incident.” Runner said and Berserker nodded. Whatever happened back then, must have been bad.

“What do you mean?” I asked as the patrons of the chapel turned to us.

“Some individuals crashing our sister’s wedding, even though we weren’t the only ones there.” Berserker said with a sigh. “Unfortunately, for me, I wasn’t there at the time. Still pissed off with what happened to her and asked if I could leave and blow off some steam.

“I only summoned Hunter.” I mewled.

“That was after he came back.” Runner stated.

“Not the Slayer!” We heard some priest yelled out. “Have you two come to read of his deeds?”

“And who the fuck are you supposed to be?” Berserker growled, already becoming very aggressive towards the priest.

“I am the Seer, I have seen his deeds when he saved my soul from those Demons of Hell.” He told us. “I’m nearing the end of my mortal life and wished to spread the word of his deeds. Many of my Ursan brothers have followed.”

“Actually, mind if I asked you a question? It’s about a broken mirror that had six Slayer marks on it, can you tell us why it was smashed?” Runner asked him. “It has his, which is white, and the other five are ours.”

“I think it may have been a Mirror to your world.” He told us. “I believe the Witches have broken it to keep you from coming to this world, Lesser Slayers.”

“So, they didn’t want to deal with five more pissed off Doom Slayers?”

“I would assume so, The Slayer has fought off Hell for eons.” The Bear told them as I looked over Berserker a little, hoping he didn’t see.

“How tall is he? Our brother said that, when he tried to free him, he told us that his Tomb was bigger than ours.” Runner asked.

“I think he is almost ten feet tall sir. Would you like to teach some of our fellows, we are keeping the demons from leaving the forest.” The Seer asked them.

“If you would have us, then yes,” Runner asked and Berserker nodded.

“And young forger, we would be happy to have your service.” He said to me as took my hand and led me to the forge, it had a full view of the training field. “We’ll supply you with everything and we give some of our crops in return.” He said bowing to me before going back into the Chapel.

“I can help her in here. Berserker will train with the other warriors.” I heard Runner said to Seer, as he came over to me. “Hope you don’t mind an extra pair of hands.”

“No, hope you can keep up. My hammer has a will of its own.” I said as took it in my grip and very large gun with the name the Unmaker came into my head. “What’s the Unmaker?”

“A weapon that kills Demons within an instant, and only Demons.” Runner answered. “One problem, though; how can we make that? It isn’t a conventional weapon, by any means.”

“Baron’s bones, souls of a dozen condemned, and an eye of a titan,” I explained. “Easier just to make a shotgun,” I told him.

“Well, I have a few dozen souls of the Condemned...in my head.” He told me. “Demons tend to try and invade our minds. Those that did to me, weren’t so lucky. They’re my personal torture dolls.” He explained.

“Eeeeh,” I said blinking at him. “But what about the other two?” I asked starting to make shotguns and shells.

“The other two?” He questioned, feeding me the materials.

“Baron’s Bones and an Eye of a Titan? Do you have those?” I asked him.

“Nope.” He shook his head.

“Can’t make it then.” I sighed. “I swear this hammer has a crafting buff or something on it.”

“Possibly. Where did you find it?” He asked.

“I was displaced with it,” I told him as I looked over at berserker, finding it actually exciting to watch him train the bears and wolves.

“Enjoying the view?” Runner asked me, making me squeak.

“I...um...I…,” I said blushing as I focused on my work.

“Why do you like him? You only just met him.”

“I...don't know. You all just get my beast riled up...and he acts a bit like Todd.” I mewled, trying to make the shells now.

“Riled up, as in?” He asked.

“My Inner beast wants you guys to mount me,” I said flatly. “Same with Victor, which he has, but it took him killing a Baron in front of me, while I was hidden and hunting deer. He was visiting Celestia and his kid with her at the time and not me.”

“Oh, right. The horny beast.” He said, making me groan in embarrassment.

“Don’t call it that.” I mewled, tucking my tail as Berserker started yelling.

“Heh.” Runner snorted.

“You call that a fucking block!” The man yelled as I looked over and saw him yelling at a bear with a broken sword. “You call this a fucking sword!” He yelled, pointing towards the shattered remains of it.

“Are they going to survive him?” I sighed, watching him work again.

“They have to because if they don’t survive him, they won’t survive against Hell.” Runner answered, working on making the shells.

“He acts like Todd when he tried teaching me how to shoot.” I sighed.

“So, that’s why you’re interested in him. He reminds you of Todd.”

“What...no!” I mewled as the man kept teasing me as I finished the last of the shotguns.

“We better make some new swords.” He said.

“Yeah.” I sighed as I focused on the sword, glancing more and more at Berserker.

“... Tartarnite.”

“Hmm~?” I purred in question.

“Berserker’s sword, Hell’s Bane, is made out of Tartarnite. A metal out from Tartarus itself.” Runner explained. “We can make swords out of that.”

“Oh, um, right!” I said. “Do you have any?”

“Yeah.” He nodded, a rift opening up as he reached into it and pulled some blocks of this Tartarnite metal out. “There we go.”

“Oh, this is good,” I said starting to use the metal.

“Yeah. The only downside is that you can only get it in Tartarus. Fun fact: it grows in there as well.” Runner told me.

“Wonder if I could get a supply here going, I mean with Todd and Daisy here, my version of Tartarus shouldn’t be that dangerous,” I said out loud as I finished the first sword.

“Maybe, but wait until Todd returns and see if it does exist.” He told me.

“Okay, well, hopefully when this Nightmare gets back, it won’t kill everyone before we get the key.” I sighed.

“You know, I highly doubt that.” He chuckled. “I think something very unexpected, yet not unwelcomed, will happen. We just have to wait and see.”