Pirate Bebop

Ch.17

Wow...so Willow, a no-nothing know-nothing vixen Displaced who was absolutely and utterly useless, stumbled into greatness and rolled with it for millennia until it all came crumbling down and she took her loved ones to safety. That’s fucking inspiring. Also, the Argentines were always prideful loners who distrusted everyone on principle, so they were almost non-entities by the time the Fall happened, having already taken their people away from the Empire for safety.

By the logic of humble beginnings, Willow was as humble as they came. She had nothing. She appeared in a ruin, stumbled into a savior and just snowballed to success. Or is that succ sex? Heh, bad pun is bad, anyway. By that logic, I have way more to work with from the start than Willow, known more by Wiatr since she is only part of the whole.

“Thanks for telling me this, Luster, even if ya could only give the abridged version.” I kissed my mate on the cheek and did the same for Rivala on my other side since we were now sitting on the bed. “If little fair Willow can become the catalyst to save a world and start a galactic empire, why can’t I be the catalyst to save the Three Galaxies and restore the empire?”

“Yay~! More saving people stuff!” Rivala cheered like the goof she is and Luster smiled.

“I’d appreciate that, since it seems some deity somewhere has decided you’re the one to do it. Even if you didn’t and you wanted to run away and hide from the universe, maybe even seek Paradise, I’d have supported it.” Luster’s words filled me with profound relief and-wait.

“Wait, Paradise is a place? It is a location that can be found?” I demanded urgently and Luster blinked rapidly at my serious question.

“Um...yes? This may weird you out, but it was made inside of a magic cum tank. It’s a pocket dimension that has its physical matter all originally being miscellaneous cum before Dongoruas, Eris and Hermais; the Chaos Trinity of Space, Time and Knowledge, turned it into a permanent place.” I gawked and Luster giggled. “I know, it sounds ridiculous in hindsight, but back then, even all the way to Willow’s beginning, that was normal to Equusian society.”

“Yeah! It used to just be a vacation getaway for them and their family or friends, but then they began improving it and it became an infinite universe in its own right. All hidden in the tank that first started Willow’s breeding program on Equus.” Rivala’s words gave me hope, only for Luster to point at Rivala.

“It originated from there, but it was moved to the Harmony Ark. The Harmony Ark was a long-lost ancient megastructure large enough for several worlds worth of people to live. It was a structure built around Harmonia, the Goddess of Harmony. Her body was endlessly growing, a literal planet of crystalline fibers that resonated with the Harmony of the universe. I can only assume that without Harmony in this universe, she’s either d-died or gone to Paradise too.”

“Well, then where is that? The Harmony Gates that connect the Three Galaxies still work, so clearly it’s still around.” I pointed out and Luster blinked.

“Wait...that makes no sense. Maybe she still has power because Paradise is a pocket dimension within this universe! That means even with this disgusting situation, Paradise’s existence allows Harmony to power the gates! They should link to the Harmony Ark then.” I scratched my head and felt even more confused.

“No, no they don’t. They go straight to and from the Milky Way, Andromeda and Triangulum galaxies. There is no ‘Ark’ on the way.” I informed her and now my mates looked even more confused than I felt. “We can figure that out later then, I guess. I just wanted to beg the gods to come back and help us, y’know?”

“I think aside from the Argentines, we’re on our own. Unless they give the gods a call.” They can just do that? Can they just do that?

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“What do you mean you can’t?” Runner huffed into her call to her wife as she paced on top of the Nova, where nobody bothered to go because there was nothing up there and no easy way to get to it. The city-sized colony ship had a lot of places for some privacy.

“I mean we can’t. We’re being blocked from leaving Paradise for the outside universe.” The husky voice of Urta grumbled on the line. “Trust me, I’ve been wanting to get back out there, stretch my legs and kick some ass for the past several centuries, but we can’t leave…”

“Fuck me, why must Bryan guess this shit right?!” Runner whimpered in despair at her battle brother’s uncanny ability to guess things.

“The only one able to do anything, well only two, are Eris and Death. Eris snuck out at a time before Paradise was sealed and now she’s all alone out there, while Death is Death.” Urta growled impotently and Runner wished they’d just talked to their wives more, not just drop in, have hot super-sex and then go back to work.

“Wait, Eris is-! So that’s how Silver saved Luster, because of Eris! Fuck!” Runner shouted in frustration since she knew what the UnSC was up to now in regards to the young Zerg. “Thanks for the heads-up Urta, but I’m afraid the enemy likely has Eris in their possession and are hunting down Luster! If they get her, not even Paradise will protect you!”

“I have no idea how that can be, but I’ll trust that Eris knows more than we do. Dongo says we can leave for other universes, but we can’t return to anywhere besides here because of the seal, so even if you were willing to evacuate us...we wouldn’t be able to come back to this universe.” Urta informed her and Runner bit her lip hard enough to draw blood.

“Yeah...our people are still distrustful towards you guys. Look, the point is, Eris knows how to get into Paradise because she’s one of the Keys to it. If she cracks, they’ll storm you. As to why they want Luster…” Runner shuddered at the thought of how they would use that poor girl.

“Just...Vinnie, please. Promise me. I know you won’t let us back in Devorak, but if it’s that or our deaths...at least get Wiatr out.” Urta pleaded with a wet rasp before she cleared her throat. “Sorry. Sorry. I...I’m scared, Vinnie. I’ve never been so Powerless…”

“Yeah, well, now you know how we felt rather than just having to hear it. Living under your shadow of destructive Power.” She loved Urta, she did, but sometimes, Urta’s ability to casually annihilate anything the moment she was piqued made her want to run and hide.

“You know I have to destroy things as collateral damage because there is no god of Destruction. If there was, it’d be so much easier for me to hold back. Then again, whoever had that cursed title would have it even worse than me or be like that ‘Beerus’ guy Wiatr mentioned.” Urta mewled depressedly and Vinnie growled.

“No, I’m talking about how you murdered our warriors along with half of a planet. Remember how that turned out?” Vinnie snarled in anger. Even when Urta was severely punished for her action, it left a deep scar of resentment for the Argentines. They’d never forgiven her for that.

“Oh, that. That was...how long ago was that now? It’s been so long, Vinnie. I can hardly remember when it was, just that it happened and I still regret it. No, don’t tell me, I’ll have Cocoa remind me.” Urta’s confusion hurt and softened the rage a bit. It was easy to forget that Paradise existed on a massively different timescale. To Urta, that was an eon ago, not just a few thousand years.

No wonder Bryan refused to stay there for long, even if he could return at any time and be back to when he left while having an untold amount of time in Paradise, the place sucked away the meaning of Time from you. That’s what happened when you were in a place where time was ultimately inconsequential and the worlds at hand were all perfect in their own ways with happy people everywhere without any conflict aside from friendly war games.

He once described it as: The Ultimate Retirement Home only it was so good that it was nearly evil. “I really hate it when you prove his point, you know that?” Vinnie retorted in annoyance.

“W-what do you mean, Vinnie? I’ve been through grief, I’ve gone through therapy, what more do you want from me? You won’t let me make amends, how can I try to fix something if I’m not allowed to-forget it. This is a dead end, as usual. I love you, be careful.” Urta sighed sadly.

“I know we don’t, but it just isn’t your guy's time. Wait for us to lay the foundations once more and give you the responsibility of rebuilding. This time, don’t rush it. That’s what happened last time, because you let people walk all over you. More or less. Love you too.” Vinnie said before hanging up and letting out a sigh.

Turning around, she discovered a note on a crate that was not there before. Vinnie approached it to read, “Exogol, Andromeda, Eris.” Oh fuck, no! The UnSC doesn’t have her, but this is bad!

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“You girls are surprisingly gentle when doing an invasive examination.” Berserker commented as the two bodacious bunny-bold babes finished up their literally hands-on examination that was essentially massaging his whole body all over his blood-red fur and scales with advanced sensor gloves enhancing what the other scanners could get. They did give him a handjob and blowjob, but that was both for fun and ‘SCIENCE!’ as they put it. Also they wanted a sample.

“You’re a living entity, not just some soulless droid. I’ve literally fucked someone to death once and I still regret that. I’m not about to risk hurting you.” Hildra said and Shekka nodded.

“Yeah. Just this data is enough to help me really improve my droids into neat works of art. Now, unless you’re going to put on a condom and pound our pussies, we’re done, stud.” Shekka patted his firm 16-inch half-hard hybrid dragon/wolf dick and rubbed his churning basketball-sized balls. “You filled a barrel with your cum and you clearly have more.”

“I can’t tell if you’re trying to tempt me or testing whether I can resist.” Berserker grunted as Shekka continued to tease his growing erection while Hildra held a condom in her hand.

“Can you~?” They teased with saucy grins on their faces.

“This is starting to turn into another endurance test, isn’t it?” Berserker huffed indignantly as they giggled at his squirming under their ministrations.

“Only if you want it to.” They purred impishly as they slid the condom on his now 2-foot throbbing 2-liter bottle thick dick.

“Okay, let’s do it.” There was no turning back now, he knew that much. With those almost maniacal grins these sexy rasks were giving him, Berserker will have to work real hard to keep up with their insatiable sexual appetite. This was going to be a very long endurance test.

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Feeling heartened, I decided to go and re-meet the Argentines, but from the sounds coming from Anno/Shekka/Hildra’s room, the rasks have Berserker by the balls in the best way, so I’m not interrupting. However, I couldn’t find any of them. Asking around resulted in finding out that Berserker had stayed behind while the others had left the base to get familiar with the surroundings and dig up other information so they wouldn't have to rely on us for it.

I guess I’ll just have to wait until later, that’ll give me more time to absorb all of the information Luster and Rivala gave me, anyway.

I decided to get back to tossing scrap to the picker droids for them to sort, only to discover Anno had gotten them doing more complex tasks. “Hey babe! Shekka might get annoyed, but I’ve improved their programming a bit. I could use your help with running some cables, though.” The busty bubbly jackal slime said as she held up a preposterously huge rubber-coated cable.

“Isn’t that the kind of cable used for energy transfer from a power plant?” I asked uneasily and she nodded perkily.

“Yeah, we need a cable this thick in case we really do start a rebel fleet.” Anno’s casual acceptance of being involved in a rebel organization unsettled me considering her formerly good standing with one of the megacorps. There’s a story behind that.

“I didn’t know we had a reactor that hefty.” I commented as I grabbed the thing. It’s as thick as my damn waist! I mean, my waist is slimmer now than when I was a man at base, but still!

“Daw says they’ve got a Relic Solar Reactor. They didn’t hook up the cables yet, but they’ve got the routes through the scrap ready for it. Since we’re both slimes, we’ll have an infinitely easier time than any droid or solid person getting it through the holes.” Anno dropped the end of the cable at a hole in the wall and started stripping out of her bodysuit. Uh…

“Um, so we need to get naked and slither this thing through?” I asked her awkwardly.

“Well, actually, it’d be better if one of us stayed out here to feed the cable in while the other went in with it. I’m still new to being slime, so maybe I should be the one staying out here?” Anno asked me and I shrugged. It wasn’t hard to control my slime after I had the ability to gain mass back and started pooling my slime in tubs and whatnot. “Alright, I get to try something new.”

“It isn’t difficult, it’s all instinct, just don’t think too hard about it.” I advised and watched the sexy slime doggo grab the end of the cable and then she poured through the hole, pulling the cable with her as I fed it in, having to bend over since it was low on the wall. I was so focused that I didn’t notice someone had approached until they clapped my ass! “Eep!” I looked back and blinked at the yellow armored Argentine. “H-hey. Where have ya been, lass?”

“Sorry, I was having a private chat with one of our wives in Paradise. She...gave me some information in regards to how you saved Luster.” Runner told me while fidgeting around nervously. “Listen, this is very important; you need to stay with Luster as much as possible. The UnSC wants to use her for something terrible.”

“Well, that’s a given. She’s the last Zerg, the only remaining specimen of a sapient native to this galaxy. Whatever it is, they’ve got their eyes on something only they want and not what we want. Now, are ya gonna just stand there or was there a point to clapping me arse?” I asked as I went back to feeding the cable in since it got tense and Anno was likely in need.

“Tell me, how much do you guys know about the Trinity of Chaos?” The yellow woman asked as she moved to stand next to me and helped feed the cable into the wall.

“Aside from how they’re responsible for the upkeep and management of the same three things that the Golden Goddesses of Zelda are, not much. Well, besides the fertility bit, that’s their mum.” I replied while mildly annoyed and disappointed that the armored woman wasn’t touching me more. I felt bemused about that. I didn’t used to be this eager for physical contact.

“As soon as Hunter is done with planting the micro and visual sensors for you guys, along with Berserker finishing up his tryst with the sexy shortstacks, we’ll call for a meeting. Also yes, there was a point to me clapping that damn sexy ass of yours. You’re basically becoming something akin to Wiatr and Urta.” Runner answered with a snort of amusement.

“Uh, I take more strongly after Cocoa, actually. Although, considering she was married to both of them, I bet I’ve got plenty of them in me too considering Luster told me how inconsequential inbreeding was back then in terms of genetic stability.” I felt a bit flustered being compared to her wives, the old gods. I mean, I’m not that pretty...wow I’m a gal now. Goodbye guy-card.

“Hm, you might be descended from Newtrus, Cocoa’s daughter with Wiatr that survived the ages. She bred with members of Penny’s crew, so it’s entirely possible that Penny, Urta’s twin sister and co-goddess, bred with one of those offspring at some point down the line. It would explain the potency of your divinity.” Runner suggested and I shrugged.

“Okay? Look, I don’t need the family tree. All I know is that Luster awakened the potency of my genes and that Cocoa’s were the most prominent.” I huffed at trying to wrap my head around that. It’s like the Greek pantheon all over again, only without jealous jilted lovers tormenting the poor mortals that Zeus kept knocking up with his bastards.

“Sprout more heads.” Runner playfully ordered me and I stopped feeding the cable.

“W-what? Why?” I demanded as I wondered how that was possible.

“Cocoa was the blowjob queen of our wives. She took to having three heads at all times so she could split her attention three ways. If you took after her, that’d be easy for you.” Runner reasoned and I scratched my head before wondering how I could possibly do that. Maybe it was like forming my head as normal, but not just between my shoulders? “There you go!”

I blinked in triplicate at her and then looked to either side at the pretty silver wolfess sharing headspace with two more on the collarbones. “Whoa. How am I not getting dizzy?” I asked myself in triplicate. “Can I-Could I-Did I-?” I clamped two of my mouths with my hands as I befuddled myself. I had three slightly different thoughts and words simultaneously! I’m not thinking three times faster, I’m processing three times more! “Trippy.” Echoed my Trio.

“Done!” Came the echoing voice of Anno from the wire shaft. We waited until she slithered out of the wall and blinked at us. “Whoa, babe, I like the cerberus look.” The naked white slime pulled her black bodysuit on like she did before she became a slime before she realized it and then just sloshed her body into it to fill it out with her preferred shape. “That is so convenient.”

“Preaching to the choir.” I echoed and then I looked at myself in annoyance. “Okay, that’s getting annoying, lasses, only one of me speaks at a time please?” My center head said and my other two heads nodded. I’m talking to myself now, gosh my life is crazy.

“You can triple-talk later, we have a few more wires to feed.” Anno said with a giggle and I triple-sighed while Runner snickered at my expense.

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Duo grunted when Deathscythe landed in the old temple ground on planet Bal. This world was strange since it was full of life, but was orbiting a black hole. Duo took a guess this was death’s doing since a piece of Relic tech activated when he entered the system, allowing him to not be sucked into the event horizon of that dead star.

“Why does the Lady have a planet full of life here of all places? How is there life here?” Duo asked himself as he got out of his Gundam and entered the temple.

“Oh, I have a visitor. Did Death send you?” A beautiful Skaven asked in shock when she rose from her vibrant overgrown chair of plush plants. The green-furred woman was also nude.

“Wait, you're a Skaven, but how?” The human man looked over her impossibly gorgeous form that the Three Galaxies had almost entirely lost when the gods fled to Paradise. The impossibility was doubled by the fact that all of the Skaven joined them, yet here she stood.

“I am actually a recent inheritor of the Aspect of Life. My sister, Death, required that I be here, so I am.” She answered as if that was all the reason there needed to be. “As for how I came to be in this realm, not all Skaven left for Paradise, just most. Those that did not trust the gods stayed with the other nonbelievers, but hid on a planet full of radiation.”

“So you lived on a planet of Death and became Life?” Duo asked in confusion while the gorgeous green woman smiled beautifully, making her pearly teeth shine.

“Life finds a way, even in the most inhospitable of environments. Now, come, sit. If you were sent here, then you have purpose, but that need not take place of pleasantries. Tell me of yourself. Oh, right, I’m the host. I’ll start then. I am Zelma.”