"Faster Rage..."

"RA! RAAAAARGRAAH!"

"Grr, I said faster! Blood..take her, NOW!"

"Right Ma...GAH! BITCH!!"

With her gaunt cheeks drawn tight, Aria Fang stood with her thick arms crossed. The line light of a setting sun behind her caught every war torn scar and ugly mark of battle that littered the Beta females lavender flesh. Curling her ruined lip, the purple fleshed fighter snarled her commands.

"GET ON HER!"

"Mah, mah! Rage do!"

"Faster girl! Faster!"

"Shut hole! Fat butt!"

"Bah! You two slagging...GET DOWN!"

An explosion set her signature teal and purple tails back in a whirlwind of dust and air. With a loud sigh, Aria lowered her head in shame.

"You three will never be ready..."

Despite the drama acting, a proud smile crossed her fang filled grin. Lifting her haunting gaze the massive bitch female watched her brood of offspring. Tackling, swinging, slashing and hurling at one another in a dance of three very different combat arts. The few decade old trio, in immortal glory and adrenaline fueled battle lust stood before the Dazzle Pack training ground. Womenly flesh, slick in sweat from hours of beating one another into bloody pulps shimmered in the light as they're Mother looked on. Melody was the first to pull back from the maelstrom. The tallest of the three, her figure cut in leathers and torn denim. A deep purple fawk-hawk style head of hair appearing from her tilted back stetson. Her forever hidden beneath black at pitch hair, left eye blinked as the youngest of the triplet spawn slurred her words in a drawl.

" 'Bout time fer dinner, eh Maa?"

The sharp shooter of the trio was silenced with a fur wrapped and animal skin covered bare foot of her elder sibling. The kick landing square in her strong jaw, sending the gunslinger down hard.

"Bah! Melo eat enough! Fight now! Fight hard!"

Rage Fang grinned down at her fallen sibling, whom was picking herself up with a grumble and purple eyed glare at the most feral, if not also smallest of the Sisters.

"Ya'll just earned ah beating yah little mutt!"

Forever down in an animal like stance, the on all fours form of Rage snapped her fangs at the larger female. Dirty strands of white and teal dipped down into her pitch black eyes as the feral female pawed at the ground before her, taunting her sibling.

"Bring fight!!"

Slamming her fists into the earth, the tiny female curled like a cat about to pounce.

"BRING!"

A low sigh filled the air. A husky voice caused fur to raise and the stink of fear to perfume the training yard.

"You two are pathetic. You are wasting our Mother's time and energy. What's more, we all know neither of you could stand up to me, one on one."

Rage and Melody snapped they're mingled gazes to the third "Daughter of Sin". Blood stood with the poise of a Warrior. Her stance even. Thick cut features, laced in scars and well worn muscle. All hidden beneath simple cotton trousers and men's style dublet. Her grey features catching the dieing light of the day all the more as she danced a large hand over her sheathed blade. Her thumb stroking affectionately over the large purple orb that completed its pommel.

"Blood..."

"Tsk, come now Mother. Surely these two should learn they're "places"."

Back on her booted feet, Melody spat at the earth before her towering sibling as she tucked a new chew behind her bloody gum. Her smaller, animal like sibling "stood" next too her, the duo glareing holes and giving a slowly growing growl towards the most regal of the "Dark Trio".

"Sigh...News flash my little girl."

Blood Fang turned to look at her Mother with a cocked head. Her thick purple mane flowing down over muscle strewn shoulder and fat tit that betrayed her manish style garments.

"Mother?"

"Eyes front pup..."

"Uh?"

With barely an inch of steel flashing in the setting sun, the knightly female gulped as her vision filled with the pouncing forms of her Sisters, as they lept straight at her.

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"Babe?"

"Eh...?"

Aria Fang shook awake. The ever gentle touch of her bear like husbands huge hand upon her swollen middle causing her reflexes to stire.

"Ack! Damn girl, ease up!"

"...Sorry..."

Releasing her husband from the sharp wrist hold, Aria sat back in the leather encased chair that the heavily pregnant immortal had planted herself in. Rubbing at her eyes from the brief nap and vivid dream, the expecting ex-fighter grumbled and patted at her left pants pocket. The familar sensation of denim and the out line of a pack of smokes, was replaced with stretched maternity leggings and a candy bar wrapper. Huffing a sigh, the purple grump shifted her growing girth and attempted to get comfortable under the triple spheres that her front had become.

"Dreams again?"

"Yah...that blue bitch was full of it. Saying this shit would pass. Fuck ever since the two Alpha cows brought it to her attention..shit is getting crazy."

Gorrz made a face. The Bartender turned immortal growled beneath his breath and protectively rubbed his mates massive belly.

"Don't get your fur up girl. Whatever happens..."

"Ya ya, we got this, I know babe. I know."

Leaning up to tap her nose to the ugly mate scar on her huge lovers throat, Aria let out a soft breath and took in his scent.

"Murrr, darlen...ya know the way to this dogs heart."

Shifting his heavy arm around the strong shoulders of his mate, Gorrz glanced around the Doctor's private office. His scar clad nose curled at the invisible scent of "Rich". Dull purple eyes narrowed at the fancy art work, lush rugs and shelf after shelf of books. The heavy set bartender grunted and allowed more of Aria to shift into his bulk.

"This quack better be worth it. Ya before you start, I gets it babe...I gets it. Sure, this bitch worked on Sunset and with Dagi during Rayray's time but still..bitch better keep her mouth shut....and another th..."

"SNOOOOOOOOOOOORE....."

Blinking, the huge Beta male glanced down at his lover and smirked. The ever cute face of a sleeping Immortal purple grump greeted him, causing the soon to be father smile. Sniffing at her hair, the mated male nuzzled into his lovers scalp.

"Rest babe, rest easy, I'm always here."

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"No way!"

"Aww come on Ari!! They totally have YOUR song on the player!"

"Hehe, why yes dear Sister. Do re-gail us with your drunken lyrics."

"Hey! Watch it cheese ball head! Those "drunken lyrics" payed for YOUR HOUSE."

"Uh? I could have sworn it was your man-handling of the humans in the ring? Hey Adagio mlove, remember when our little purple puppy here used to put up a fight instead of swooning over some...OW!"

Pulling back her curled fist, Aria Blaze glared mocking holes through the whimpering form of Sunset. The fiery haired biker glared right back as two Sirens giggled at the feud. Sonata chirped up above the loud din on "The Den's" Friday night crowd. The bar was packed, with live music scheduled and karaoke in the mean time, the place was alive in spirits and well...spirits!

"Awww! Come on Aria! You could make that big hunky hunk of man meat get all gooey ooie over you in a heart beat if you sing your song!"

Sneering at her mindless sibling, Aria dug into her pack of smokes after slamming down another shot of dark alcohol.

"Fuck you Nata, you know we can't sing anymore..."

"Speak for yourself butch."

"Fuck off Dagi..."

Smirking at her wife's ego, Sunset rested a calming hand over the torn grip of the sneering purple fighter. She lingered the touch for a moment, finding how much larger her own had become, recalling a time the giantess of a MMA professional would dwarf her in such regards. While the tables had turned in the terms of power, Sunset still shined in her abilities to negotiate.

"Aria, you don't have to do anything you don't want too. Listen, we all know how hard this is for your to come to grips with and despite what it looks like. We are NOT pushing you."

"Then why the fuck are we here tonight?"

"What? I needed a beer!"

"Uhuh...and the six cases at home are for what love?"

"Not helping Adagio..."

With a snort, Aria spat her cigarette from her ugly lips and glared at the mated pair. Every instinct in the Siren turned human was biting at her to look up. She could FEEL his eyes on her. Rose toned flush washed her scar covered cheeks as the brawler grumbled and poured herself another drink, anything to avoid the male behind the bar but a few feet away.

"Ya I fucking get it you two. Adagio has been playing match maker since the 1600's. The fuck I need any advice anyways. This ass has seen plenty of play, thank you all very much."

"Ya...playing in a stinky pair of guy shorts and wishing for some one to remember her on Valentines day maybe!"

"Fuck-YOU, Sonata."

"No thanks!"

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"Mr and Mrs. Fang?"

Growling as she was torn from the best part of her dream, Aria lifted her tired eyes to her mates throat and then up at his face. She blinked at the odd expression he bore. With a groan and a slosh of her heavy rotund girth, the pregnant female moved to sit up, only to freeze up at the scent that found her nose that poured off the female behind her.

"I see you are both here, good. Well indeed, your Sister has spoken highly of you Mrs. Fang, as well as you Gorrz. I can assure you both, even before we begin EVERYTHING will be kept...a close secret."

Aria felt her entire massive body, from toes to pig tail tips, tremble in sheer and utter fear. The raw, primal, emotion was running her veins like a river just broken its dam. Her powerful paw like hands dug into her mates thick forearm for support as she heard heavy, loud, and predator slow clips of high heels working there way from the rear of the room, towards the desk the couple sat before. For the first time, in a long time, she felt as if prey in a hunters gaze.

"I am Doctor Pluto, but you two may call me Chrissy."

The femine voice sounding lost to the winds of time themselves, poured forth like honey soaked in venom, causing the purple grump to gulp and suddenly regret what was to come.