As the days went by here it was clear the world needed help. From the antenna M set up for us to hear and see news going on in the outside world it seems Crime Lords really are making it big. Mugshot has already claimed all of Mesa City and is expanding his territory. Sir Raleigh already has his storm machine up and operational. Panda king has completely overthrew the Chinese government, placing himself in power over it all, which was a different outcome from the games where he just held some territory and threatened villages. The only two with little to no news on were Mz Ruby and Clockwerk.

All we did know about Mz Ruby is that she did return to her home in the swamps of Haitian Jungle, and Clockwerk is back in Russia. While governments in both locations have attempted capture of these two seemingly less active members, all who went after Mz Ruby were found a few days later in a trance like state that lasted a month. Clockwerk’s victims weren’t so lucky, many found with either the talon marks sliced through them or, the weirdest, gunshot wounds. Clockwerk doesn’t use guns so that alone raised flags for me.

Over all the mass majority of the world was on its knees, only Africa, Europe, Mexico, Canada and South America were in a stable condition government wise and left trying to aid their allies or cutting ties in all forms of trade, closing borders and leaving the citizens in a panic.

All in all this was a massive world war.

M and Jim both thought we should focus more on our studies, and we did. Uncle Jim helped Muray develop muscles, their natural strength and large size helped in teaching Muray not only how to use his weight and size in combat but also when applied in a sumo style of combat proven Muray’s potential.

Uncle M realized Bently’s intelligence from day one and they, myself on occasion, partake in special studies on more advanced topics. M teaching Bently and I both how to hack, create hacking programs and untraceable wireless communication devices.

Sly mostly stuck to the physical aspects, recalling from memory everything dad was able to teach us from the book and practicing them till well into the night. I often joined him for as long as I was able. Being the youngest and also smallest Cooper my body can’t handle that much stress. Neither should Sly’s in all honesty but he is pushing himself hard.

Carmaleta took to using a Shock pistol and thanks to M and Bentley they now fire much faster than a normal one. Granted given her age and size the basic ones are a little hard on the recoil for her, so M built her two custom sized child ones to work with. While they don’t have as much power or range as the standard they fire much faster and are easier for her to handle for the time being.

Things were going well. To make it feel like a normal childhood M and Jim even had planned holiday weeks off from learning, weekends off, just like a normal school.

Today was a weekend, Saturday and I was just at the beach with Carmaleta making sand castles. One of the perks of living on a tropical island.

“This is nice.” I said gently, enjoying the nice summer day. “Just a nice normal sunshiny day.” I said warmly.

“I have to admit, never imagined I’d be living on a beach.” Carmalita said. “How’s Sly doing? I saw him at two in the morning working on climbing up your house.”

“He’s been...really adamant on honing his skills.” I said, “I mean, I also have been doing everything I can to not only keep up with big brother, but also help Bentley with all that technical stuff...I just hope he doesn’t overwork himself.” I said nervously.

Carmalita and I looked over to the Cain Obstacle Course. It was based off what M remembers dad training on, Sly using Dad’s cane to maneuver it, trying to pull off moves M told us dad did when he was using the cane. Failing horribly as despite the natural talent he still needed to be older and bigger. “Tell that to him…” Carmalita said, finishing her small castle.

“We need the family book to fully learn the abilities.” I said, “That’s what mom and dad said at least...just being told how someone saw it doesn’t have the finer details in it…”

“It’s not stopping him.” Carmalita said with a laugh. She looked over out into the ocean, then stood up. “Kite, look.” Looking out, we saw a large ship in the distance. What kind it was I wasn’t sure but it was worrying. “I’ll go tell Sly, you go find M or Jim.” She said, rushing over to my brother.

“There shouldn’t be any ships around here…” I muttered while pulling out the prototype Binocucom Bentley me and Uncle M were designing, trying to get a good look at the ship before I went off to find Uncle M or Jim.

All I could tell was that the ship was military, which in itself was concerning. More so than a ship being here at all. I found uncle M in his cabin, telling him as he peered out his window. The ship got closer but now anchored some miles away from us still. He pulled up a radio, tuning it in. “To the unknown sea vessel off shoar, state your business and identity.” M said into the mic.

”My friend you wounded me! Is that anyway to great a comrade? Replied to a thick russian man’s voice.

“A friend?” I asked curiously.

M looked surprised, talking back into the mic. “Sacha is that you?”

”Indeed comrade Cooper Gang! I found you with the sub I sold you some months back. Figured it might come in handy and save my ass.”

“Wait you tracked the sub? How?! Your company buil-”

”My company is built, yes! Only a few top in company know how to track them. Sadly they do not make it. May I land so we can discuss further?”

“Of course!” M said, hanging up the radio. “Sacha, what do you know that we don’t?” M said to himself as he got up and walked to the beach. I followed him, asking questions.

“He said he was the one that gave us the sub...but who is he?” I asked curiously, never having actually heard his name or how big his company is.

“His name is Sacha, some years ago, back when you could barely walk we did a job for him. FIfty million to save his daughter from some people that kidnapped her, and information from his underworld informants. His company makes Military grade stealth cargo vehicles, hence the sub. He’s sold to every government, and privately both to the rich and the underworld rich. He’s the reason some years ago we believe Clockwerk is gone for good. Sadly we could not have been more wrong…” M sighed bitterly. “He’s been a good friend. Kept us up to date after Clockwerk resurfaced.”

“That’s really cool.” He said with a smile. “But...what race is he? I could tell he was russian because of his accent but...didn’t hear anything denoting race.” I said, M knowing that certain races tended to have a certain ‘tick’ in their words to show what race they were.

“Tundra Wolf.” M stated.

“Oh.” I said, “That’s interesting. Where did you meet him?”

“He contacted us. The grape vine in the underground can lead you to specific people. He reached out to us, we met, discussed the job, prices and the rest was history.” M said as we reached the beach. A small motor boat arrived at shoar as we arrived. The large Tundra wolf holing out.

“M my friend! It's good to see you.”

“Same.” M replied. “So, what’s the visit about?”

“The flying mechanical devil himself. Clockwerk made his move.”

“What… what happened?”

“It was a normal day, snow was high, coffee was hot, then birds made from metal like the winged demon himself swarm from the skies! They breath fire, shoot lasers, shoot bullets! Family and I barely sail off in time. They did not cross the water, not sure why. Just my wife, daughter, and some trusted men who I sailed with personally. That and… my guests who escaped with me.”

“Guests?” M asked.

“Yes. Good customer. You know her.”

I blinked. “I….thought Clockwerk was the only one and...he didn’t do any of that…” I said, doing my damndest not to show how panicked I was at what was happening right now.

“Who are you… No, no that-'' The words he said in this form for now I'm too ‘young’ to know but in short he called this lady a real demonic whore. That’s the short version. “Why is she here?!”

“She is a good customer of mine, and was discussing purchases with me when the whole thing began. You and I both know she has invaluable skills and resources. America may be falling to Mugshot and his gangs, but she still has contacts and resources there.”

“She’s a demon in a skirt!” M yelled.

“Who?” I asked innocently.

“Matilda…” M said.

“You called?” Both M and I jumped, a light yellow Bat lady standing between us. “M, good to see you again.”

“Go...to...hell.” M growled.

“I didn’t know Rouge the Bat had a sister.” I said at seeing Matilda.

“Ah, this must be Kite Cooper, such a small yet, clearly intelligent child.” Matilda said, looking me over.

“Touch him and I will kill you.” M hissed.

“Oh M, you wound me, come on, our last encounter wasn’t that bad.”

“You left Conner, Jim and I stuck on a sinking cargo ship off the artic shore!”

“Not my fault you can’t fly.”

“In any regards.” Sacha said, breaking the two up from their banter. “Matilda here can help. She even brings peace offerings.”

“Her own jail cell?” M asked.

“A single page.” Matilda said, handing Jim over an aged paper sealed in an evidence bag to him.

“This is… from The Thievius Raccoonus.” M said, looking at it. He handed it to me.

The page held partial information on Dian Coopers Knockout Touch technique. The finer details were absent, but with this I felt I knew how to at least pull it off to render someone unconscious for a short amount of time.

“My agents in Mugshot’s gang managed to slip that single piece out from his vault in Mesa City. He keeps it under heavy guard so a single piece is all I could nab.”

“Well it’s better than nothing.” I said, “But...have the bad guys been doing anything terrible? Besides Clockwerk?” I asked Matilda, wondering if the three of the five were still decent people.

“Aside from Mugshot’s conquest for America, Panda King’s conquering of China and Raleigh’s ownership of the seas growing and now, Clockwerk’s terrorizing of Russia. The only member of this Fiendish five not in any large scale operations is Mz Ruby.”

“But no one’s getting to hurt right?” I asked. “Besides what Clockwerk does…”

“Well, Raleigh’s operations have drowned many people. But in Mugshot’s and Panda King’s operations Panda King only killed a select few government officials and took power after than fairly easily. His display over firepower gained him that position of power. Mugshot as far as we can tell hasn’t personally killed anyone, his growing gang though has had some fatalities in their conquest across america. But aside from that Clockwerk still has the highest kill count, and he just started two days ago.”

“This is grave news indeed.” M said with a sigh. “I’d rather see you burn in hell but for the time… cooperation is required.”

“Agreed. Now then, let’s start helping Sacha here offload his ship.”

“I managed to hop my cargo ship of imports and exports!” Sacha said happily.

“Well...I hope they are nice people even if they’re doing bad things.” I said honestly. “And from the sound if it...three are avoiding doing major damage, while two are actively supporting causing as much destruction as possible.”

“Yes. It would appear that way. Intelligent doesn’t do this child justice.” Matilda said, patting my head.

“I’m smart, but hope is what I’m using mostly.” I said, “I want to hope that...those three are good people and helped hide us from Clockwerk that day…”

“Hm.” She said, giving me an almost knowing look.

Sacha’s Daughter, Lada, was nice. She was just a year older than Carmalita. The supplies Sacha brought varies but was 70% food. Which I don’t mind, plenty of food and even candy. The non food stuff was a mixed bag of vehicles and other electronics.

Muray and I were exploring all the cool vehicles when… “Check it out!” Muray said. I headed over, seeing a large… blue van. “This is cool!”

“Amazing.” I said with a warm smile. “This van looks pretty sturdy...I wonder if there’s anything special about it?” I wondered while putting a hand on the metal, wondering if there were some special metals made into it or something else.

Muray and I looked inside, seeing the walls were thin but bulged so it seems there were some reinforcements put here. What I wasn’t sure. There were two main seats in the front, one set of four side seats on the left side and one seat with a table next to it on the other Seats seven, and room for some supplies. “This reminds me of my dad.” Muray said, walking around the Van.

“What do you mean?” I asked curiously. “As in he’s built tall and strong, or that he was a mechanic that built cool things like this?”

“Mechanic. Mom… Mom died when I was born, dad raised me all by himself. He owned a mechanic shop, but he made money on the side in street races. Made enough to keep us both fed, and the shop paid bills. He’d do on call jobs, had a big blue van that looked just like this. Only he had way more tools, heh, and pizza boxes.”

“Sounds like a good man.” I said honestly, gently putting a hand on the hood of the Van. “Maybe...never mind.” I shook my head. “Just a silly thought…”

“Heh. Dad always said the only silly thoughts are the ones unsaid.”

“True.” I said, “But...I had this thought that...your dad, somehow or someway, made sure you had a van just like his.” I said, not knowing if Murray’s dad’s van was gone because of how he lost his father. “But I’m probably just being weird thinking all that.”

“Heh, maybe. Dad always said when you’re gone, heaven or hell you look out for your family, in some way helping them. He always told me that is what Mom was doing.”

“Sounds about right.” I nodded, clutching my cane a little tighter. “So, who do you think will teach us to drive this?” I asked curiously.

“You kidding.” Muray said, opening the door on the drivers side. The keys were taped to the steering wheels. “My dad taught me to drive when I was in diapers.” Muray said, taking a seat, his legs not reaching the pedals just yet. “Heh, I’ll need some sticks.”

“One moment.” I said while heading off and gathering some sticks, two planks and some duct tape. After fiddling it for a few minutes I managed to make not bad stilts for Murray as I went back to him and the van. “Think these will work?” I asked while showing my handiwork.

“Perfect.” Muray said, starting the van up. He was a good driver, driving the van out of the ship, down the ramp and next to his cabin. “Just like riding a bike. Or, driving a car.”

“Everyone’s gonna flip when they learn you can drive this good.” I chuckled. “But I can tell our little group and this van are gonna go on some crazy adventures.” I smiled warmly.

“Heck yeah, I can see the road trips now.”

Needless to say M and Jim were impressed by Murray’s driving skills. We all managed to gain a lot more skills. Lada joined in on a whim, Sacha proud at his daughter in wanting to help. She also seems to have a good set of skills. For example…

“Yah!” Lada yelped, Sly pranked her with a toy spider then she proceeded to punch a hole in the stone next to her.

“Huh…” I said, “That’s...something.”

“She takes after her mother.” Sacha said proudly.

“Does...she get her beauty from her mother as well?” I asked nervously.

Sacha’s maw bit right in front of me, making me fall over. “Touch my girl and you can learn your ancestors techniques personally.”

“Papa yield!” Lana yelled, pulling her dad off me.

So he’s protective. Given he almost lost her twice, first when Dad saved her and second when escaping Russia from Clockwerk’s attack. Still… damn.

“I’m sorry...I just thought she was pretty.” I said nervously. ”Christ, he’s like Filthy when Joy started dating Diamond…” I thought to myself.

“One thing you should know about fathers and daughters… The father always becomes protective of them. Especially over when they encounter boys.” M said. Carmalita nodded.

Over the next few days Jim helped Lana work on honing and practicing her strength, same with Muray, the two often wrestling for practice. While Lana had raw strength Muray had weight and size to counter it so they were pretty fair fights.

News was pretty much the same. Mz Ruby was still an unknown, Matilda using satellites she had access too to see the region she was in. So far it showed them caging that giant snake but that was about it so far.

I mostly kept busy with a mixture of...well a lot of things. Tinkering with Bentley and Uncle M, practicing all my techniques with Sly, trying to stay fit and strong with Lana, Murray and Uncle Jim, and in my own time trying to figure out how the hell to use magic in this world. “Oh come on…” I groaned, panting in exhaustion as I kept trying to figure out how to bring up the mana I know full well I had, like it was a small current I could just feel...even though this island felt like I’m walking in the goddamn ocean because of the magic here, it was still annoying I couldn't’ even do a basic levitation spell.

“Having trouble short stuff?” I looked up, seeing Matilda sitting atop a palm tree.

“With things that are probably not in your field of study yes.” I sighed out, using my Cane as a crutch so I didn’t fall over. “But...what do you know of Magic?”

“Lot’s of things.” She snapped her finger, the tip glowing with a small bit of fire. Like a coin she tossed it into the air, catching it as it died in her grip. “Bat’s are one of the most heavy magic connected races on earth. Topping the list is the Wolf, then my race, then Alligators, then… Racoons.”

“Well...from what my dad said, the Coopers are extremely magical...and well…” I said while swinging my cane and a bolt of electricity lashed out into the sky. “Oh yeah, it actually works when it’s convenient for it.” I rolled my eyes. “And no, that wasn’t some special thing Uncle M made for the cane...that’s pure magic if you could have guessed.”

“I know. Ulga Cooper had a similar technique.” She said, dropping down to me. “I may not have read your families little tomb of history, but the world has kept records of your family, and I made it my job to do my research wherever I could find the information.”

“So...you know how important my family is?” I asked. “And...you can train me to use magic? Please?” I asked, holding my cane in an adorable way as I gave her the best puppy dog eyes I could for a six year old racoon.

“You’re cute.” She said, patting my head. “But you’re also a bad liar. Remember that test I gave you guys yesterday? Yours held a problem only someone with-” She flashed her hand out, a Way to Dawn Keyblade appearing. “Outsider knowledge can know. So, who or what are you kid?”

I blinked, seeing her Keyblade and not believing it was here. “How...and why do you have that?”

“So you do know what it is. Good, the Coopers are a lot of things, but I know for a fact Keyblade wielders are not one of the things they are. So, who are you really, cause my mother, my Master, taught me a lot. And this heart.” She tapped my chest. “While old, does not act like an old heart reborn into a new life. Not one… that’s forgotten it’s old life.”

I took a deep breath. “Rules.” I said simply. “That’s all I can tell you, and considering you have this.” I gently poked Way to Dawn with my cane. “You know full well how strong Rules are and those that enforce them.” I said, my tone sounding a lot less childlike and innocent and more old and experienced.

“Tsk. Know your Keyblader Ways. Very will, a mutual understanding then? After all, I am this world’s Keyblade wielder, its guardian, but as you can see, I can’t fix all this by myself. You and those others can, and will be helping me. In exchange I can teach you magic natural to this world. Seeing as that’s the magic you are having trouble with.”

“This deal seems a bit one-sided, you train me, and I do the thing I was already planning on doing.” I said honestly. “Fine enough for me I suppose. Thank you.” I said politely. “So now…” I looked up at her. “Tell me how magic works here? I’ve been trying to figure it out for years but nothing happens.” I pouted cutely.

“First off, stop trying to actually control the magic. Mana here is more feral than mana of most other worlds.” She cupped my hands together. “It’s wild, to tame it takes time. First, let it take your scent, and gain your trust and then you can guide it to act as you desire.”

“Well...might as well give it a try.” I said while grabbing my Cane and taking a deep breath, sensing the magic within myself. “This is gonna take a while…” I muttered while trying to interact with the magic without it deciding to bite me.

I stood for a while, keeping my mind blank as I let this world's magic reach me. Primal and wild, it felt like it was smelling me or something.

”Hi there.” I mentally said to the world's magic.

I didn’t get a reply, but I felt it graze me, like getting a feel for me before vanishing off. “I guess the Coopers are closer to magic than most Racoons.”

“I mean...from the stories dad told me, not only could we turn invisible...but a technique he managed to teach us was where we leave no trace, either through heat...or DNA.” I said honestly. “If that’s not magic then I don’t know what is.”

“Mostly magic, mostly skill. All the same in the end though.”

Over the next few months Matilda taught me and Sly some magic. Nothing much and each lesson M and Jim kept watch over her. They really don’t trust her.

“Okay, what’s wrong?” I asked both Uncle M and Jim. “Only heard one thing bad about her from Uncle M and after that it’s just been passive aggressive from you two. What’s wrong with Matilda?” I asked the Mandril and Walrus as I was kind of tired of having the two be this upset.

The two looked at one another, sighing before having a seat with me in the cafeteria. “It’s not what she did to us so much. We know that’s all work, hazards of the job.” M said.

“It’s what she did to your mother…” Jim said. “Matilda ran a… off the books black ops organization in America, as far as anyone knew, it didn’t exist, didn’t even have a name. Your mom for… a good solid year, worked for her.”

“Matilda knew she was married to a Cooper, the whole reason she hired her in the first place. When Sly was born Matilda tried to… convince your mom that, your father would leave her, when in reality she was trying to make Conner leave your mother.”

“Bitch.” I swore.

“Where did you learn that word?”

I stared at the two with a deadpan look.

“Right…” M sighed. “She had Conner wrapped around that boney wings of hers, almost had him convinced to leave, and take Sly with him. She used Clockwerk’s tradition of killing the Coopers to convince him to leave her and manage to keep Sly safe, and well trained, both by a master thief and a special operations agent. Thankfully we called her out on it, your dad hated himself for years after that. That’s why we hate her, we, Jim and I, actually stopped her from trying to do it again when you were born. That… I don’t know what her infatuation with your father was, we are just worried she might imprint that same infatuation onto you two.”

I sighed out. “Alright, good to know.” I nodded. “Um...quick question, are there any other magical races here? Matilda told me Wolves, Bats, Alligators and Racoons were all magical, is there any other races that are naturally magical?” I asked curiously.

“Well, yes. Technically every race can use magic, but magic prefers certain races over others. Any race can learn magic, it’s just harder for others and easier for the lucky few.”

"Alright. Just double checking." I said with a nod. "Always good to double check in any line of work." I said honestly. "Gonna have to ask Matilda why the hell she wanted to split mom and dad up...seriously the fuck lady?" I thought to myself.

“True, especially when pulling a job.”

Later that day I confronted Matilda.

“Sup Sweetie?” She asked me.

"Lady the actual hell were you doing with my parents?" I frowned.

“Oh, Jim and M tell you about that?”

"After I asked them what the passive aggressiveness has been about yes." I nodded. "Seriously lady...twice you tried to split my family up?"

“Hmm… I’m not gonna lie, in researching the Coopers, I’ve learned a lot about your family, even partel details of your family tomb’s secrets. I grew fascinated by your family, it’s bloodline. Did you know your family has been Royals, Kings, Queens, Knights, and simple sales men, mailmen, your family has been all over the class system. I grew… attached, obsessed. I can admit that confidently. When I first met your father Conner… It was like I was awake for the first time, alive. I’d never felt that way about anyone before, not even my own family. I needed him. But, he had a son, and wife. But I knew the Clockwerk Curse your family is under. I could have protected him, saved him.” She summoned her Keyblade. “We both know I could have. I was so close… but it faltered.” She disbanded her Keyblade. “I tried again when you were born, but Jim and M kept me away. I was at their funeral. Like his father and all your ancestors before you, they buried empty coffins.”

“And you didn’t just openly tell them this...why?” I asked. “It would have been much simpler to just say ‘I love you’ ya know that right?”

“I did, but he was loyal to your mother. He knew Clockwerk always kills his prey. And like it or not, I might not be able to save this world as my duty as a Keyblade wielder, I will, save you two.” She said, kneeling down to my eye level. “Or die trying.”

“You're not dying.” I said bluntly. “No one is going to die here.”

“This is war sweetheart. It’s not without casualties. Right now the world is paying theirs… and when we enter that battlefield… one or more of us will pay that price.”

The island changed a lot over these five years. In that time Carmalita and Lana both grew cloth, The only girls on the island so they needed to bond together. Carmalita is now 16, Lana 17. Sly, Muray and Bentley are 13 and Im 11. Today is gonna be a fun day.

“Alright everyone, gather.” M said, the lot of us all on the beach. “Today, we begin helping the world. Ending the Fiendish four’s reign.”

It was five. In these whole five years, still not a single word or even display of Mz Ruby.

In that same five years though, Mugshot now owns all of America, Canida, Mexico and HALF of South America. Panda King took over Japan for the fish, or so it goes. Clockwerk took over all of Russia and most of europe. Only Africa, and Antarctica are still free countries. “We take supplies and the sub to Africa, there is a rebel base there who fight against Panda King and Clockwerk’s forces. Jim, Matilda and you all will be on that sub, myself and Sacha will stay here to keep radio contact and oversee the island.”

“We’ll make contact with the rebels and then set sail in teams. Sly, Carmalita and Kite will head to the Hiation Jungles in the sub to check and see what is the issue with Mz Ruby and her lack of involvement in the original group. The rest will set up and organize the rebels into a proper fighting force.”

“Wouldn’t it be better if Murray and Bentley came with us?” I asked curiously. “It would make sense to get some teamwork and field work in at the same time...plus it helps Murray test the van in different environments right?”

“They’ll meet you all after your mission is complete and head into Mexico.”

“Alright.” I nodded. “Let’s just hope things work out…”

Once we were off and made contact with the rebels, Nice people, Sly, Carmalita and I were sent off to check in on Mz Ruby. The jungle was exactly like how it was from the game, only bigger, which made me happy. Course not knowing how to use the rail walk or rail slide, we had to take alternative routes. Still we did manage to find a safe surprisingly.

"Well didn't think we'd find this so soon." I said honestly.

“Why put a safe out in the open like this?” Carmaleta asked.

“It’s a traditional show of power, Keep some of your valuables out in the open in your own territory to show your enemies that you own this place and can keep what’s yours wherever you want.” Sly answered. “How do we open it though?”

I looked at my ‘cane’, thinking for a moment before activating it as I tapped it against the safe. The tip phasing through. Curious I swiped the hook through the whole safe. In its hold, a page of my family tomb.’

“Holy shit!” Carmalita said in shock.

Sly chuckled. “You’re a wizard Kite.” He said, making both a reference and joke, That book was just as good as on any world.

"Yep." I said with pride while looking at the page. "Wonder who this page is from…"

The page was complete, detailing greatly Karin Coopergina's coin magnet technique. Needless to say this would be useful. Sly and I practiced it a bit with some coins we had and even Carmalita was able to learn and use it. So literally anyone who reads the pages CAN learn and perform the techniques written.

"This isn't concerning…" I muttered to myself. "But good to know…"…"

We headed back into it and found the main area, discovering some Voodoo monks, Mz Ruby's brutes, patrolling about. "So, should we pass them by or knock them out?" Carmalita asked.

"I mean...not sure if I can knock them out given their Voodoo Witch Doctor's…" I muttered while sneaking up to the guy and using my KnockOut Touch ability on the witch doctor.

Surprisingly, it worked. Acting fast Carmalita tied and gagged them so when it wore off they couldn't alert anyone else. We also tossed their Voodoo stuff aside so they could not reach it.

"Cool, it worked." I said honestly.honestly.

"Won't last too long since it was just a partial entry." Sly said. "Let's head in deeper."

Heading to the center area, we saw Mz Ruby's big skull home high up, but there was a few things missing. While the giant snake cage was still there, the rest of the fortifications were missing. I also felt this… warmth nearby.

"You feel that Kite? That warmth?" Sly asked.

"Yes I do...that's a little concerning given where we are…" I said nervously.

Sly and I felt it coming right from Mz Ruby's skull house. How to get up there. Carmalita pulled out her Bonoc-U-com, taking a look. "I see Mz Ruby. She looks like… she's having a meal or something. She's talking to someone but I can't see who." She said, placing them away.

"Well whatever the heck is going on we need to get up there." Sly said.

"Well…" I looked around to see how to get up there.

Looking all around, I saw the best option was a tall tree in the snakes cage, another option was- "Hey!" We turned around, seeing one of the guards running up to us, but they halted and raised their arms after we raised our weapons. "Woah woah! Hey, I'm not here for a fight."

“Then what do you want?” I asked defensively, still prepared for anything this witch doctor could throw at us.

"Mz Ruby has been expecting you. Kite and Sly Cooper, she has been preparing to speak with you two for the past five years." The guard stated.

I blinked at that. “And...this isn’t a trap?” I asked nervously. “Cause...while I have my suspicions that Mz Ruby is a nice person at heart...there’s still the fact she helped Clockwerk.”

"A partnership she regrets." The guard said. "She knew you'd need to speak someplace safe and private from Clockwerks eyes and ears. Why do you think she never began her rampage as the rest of the five? She made herself a target of interest for you both. Suspect enough to investigate personally."

“I mean...it is curious as to why she just hasn’t done anything in over five years.” I said honestly. “So...how do we get up there if we need to talk to Mz Ruby? Cause I don’t see any stairs around here.”

Slowly, the Voodoo guard pulled a pouch off his belt, tossing it to Sly. "It's powdered magic. Useful in many things, including entering Mz Ruby's home. Simply toss a handful on the waters below her home and it will grow you a stairway."

“Well...thank you.” I nodded. “Let’s hope this talk will be more...civil then I’m expecting it to be…” I muttered to myself, hoping things won’t end poorly even if I’m expecting it.

Cautious, we headed to the waters below her house. Sly tossed the powder and forming from roots was a spiral stairway going up into the skull. Carefully we headed up, the feeling of… warmth hit Sly and I again. It was comforting but also agonizing at the same time. We didn't know why but we're on guard.

“Well...who would have thought thieves would be taking the front door huh?” I tried to joke through the tension.

"Hello there young chillies." Mz Ruby's voices echoed towards them. Entering the main room with her, it was a kitchen/Dining room mix. Mz Ruby was alone, but there was tea and snacks set for two. "You two have grown."

“We have…” I said slowly, wondering why she’s set things up like this. “But...I presume it was you that knocked me and big brother out on...that day?”

"Yes. You two must have so many questions. I guess I'll start at the beginning. Clockwerk recruited me roughly ten years ago. While he dislikes magic in any form, he did need a magic expert to learn certain basics. The… first time we confronted your father and his team, I just watched and maintained the barrier keeping them there. He said we were just going to force him into retirement. But even after that day, he made us search."

“Stubborn Owl.” I growled. “So...what were Mugshot and Panda King’s thoughts on this? Cause the three of you kept me and Sly hidden while Clockwerk...did those things.”

"While Mugshot was okay with hurting your father, he did admit it suspicious that Clockwerk wanted to search for him after the beating. Panda King was against it from the beginning, a father himself, he could see how such injuries would affect you both. When we found you again, Panda King knew Clockwerk was planning something vile. We created a plan. And you two were spared your parents fate, thankfully. That powder I hit you two with didn't just knock you out, it also sent you to a safe place, where we picked you up and hid you in that orphanage later that same night.

"Clockwerk took us to his hideout for victory, and that's when I made my move. While Mugshot and Panda King distracted the bird, I found his… trophy room."

“What? Is it comically evil where it holds the skulls of all the Coopers he’s slain over...however long he’s lived?” I asked.

"Stuffed actually. His… your parents were recently placed in a bin to… for him to work on later. I took who I could, and for three full years worked my Voodoo in ways I didn't even know it could work. The result was…"

"Sly, Kite?" Sly and my blood ran cold. We gave one another a look before turning… our mom, stood behind us, a thick scar across her neck.

“M-mom…?” I stuttered, not believing what I’m seeing. “But...how? I...I didn’t think magic could work like this…”

"It's not perfect hun." Mz Rudy said. "She's alive, yes, but she can't feel, physical touch I mean. Can't sleep either. Necromancy is nasty like that."

Sly walked over to mom shakily, hugging her tight as she returned it. "I might not feel this hug… but I can still feel love." She said, hugging Sly back.

“Did you...bring anyone else back?” I asked. “You...said you took who you could...was it just one or...others?” I asked slowly, tears in my eyes as I couldn’t believe this was happening.

"I tried. But… I couldn't bring them back. I don't know why either. The spells I used could pull a soul from hell or heaven back to the land of the living, but they didn't work. So I buried them properly in the cemetery some miles from here. A better resting place than Clockwerks nest."

“I...suppose it’s because their souls were at peace?” I suggested.

"I don't know. Voodoo is many things, but clear on reasons for an outcome or failure it is not." She then pulled out a large envelope. "These are the pages I kept, there are others I kept in safes hidden around in different areas. They're what my guards watch over."

"So they aren't just roaming around for random trespassers?" Sly asked.

"No, they're all actually students of mine. My Voodoo is the strongest anyone has seen in centuries, after Clockwerk and… when I was able to bring your mother back I began healing with it. Soon folks wanted to be around me to learn, and I taught. A step to atonement."

“Well...can you teach me and big brother how to use magic?” I asked. “We have a magic teacher but...she probably doesn’t want to teach us a lot.”

"I can do better than that." Mz Ruby said, she walked over to a shelf with various Voodoo artifacts. She took an old branch, a bone inside it that the branch clearly grew over and handed it to me. "This staff was grown over an old Voodoo priests grave, it can better funnel out your magic and in regards to teaching you both, I will comply, as a prisoner."

"Why would you want to be a prisoner?" Carmalita asked.

"Despite my lack of hell raising and compliance, I still took part in a murder. While I didn't spill the blood, I was an accomplice nonetheless. Mugshot told me about a former black ops named Matilda that still has some pool in certain governments still standing. Take me in not only ensures you keep me as a teacher but also shows this group can be taken down, start up resistance in their own territories."

“That sounds about right.” I nodded. “But...will Mugshot and Panda King come as cleanly as you? I’ve only heard some stuff about the two, but Mugshot sounds like a Mafia Boss running a Racket and Panda King...well he sounds too honorable to just stand down.” I said, Mz Ruby noting how little I mentioned the frog as if I either didn’t know much about him or didn’t give a rats ass about the spoiled bastard.

"No, Don't get me wrong, they also regret everything, but they needed to keep up the front, less Clockwerk head after them. He never did me cause even though I knew I was the disposable one of us all. Clockwerk's love-hate relationship with magic and old school sexism present and plain as the chrome of his body."

“Well that’s just not nice.” I frowned. “Your strong, tough, and a magical genius, and also pretty.” I huffed. “You deserve respect.”

Mz Ruby chuckled. "That's kind. You best get the rest of them pages. I'll be here."

Sly and I rapidly got the rest of the pages from our family tomb from Mz Rubies safes. Putting them all together with the ones she had in the envelope, we had a lot of studying to do.

We called in this development to Matilda and within hours she and the Africa rebels came via helicopter to pick up Mz Ruby. Mom acted like Uncle Jim and M towards Matilda, who honestly looked rather shocked to see Mom alive, back from the dead literally. Can't blame either of them here. Bentley and Murray met up with us in our van, Lana was with them as they felt this would be a good chance for her to properly test her skills.

While on our way to Mexico to deal with some of Mugshots local gang members, we all ended up reading from the pages. There were so many.

The first one we all managed to read, memorize and successfully pull off was Slytunkhamen Cooper's Invisibility technique. Arriving in Mexico this proved invaluable In sneak attacking the gangsters and for once the local jails began having inmates. Police quickly began picking their guns, cuffs and tasers up as we began dropping off on average ten gangsters a day, and we were still in southern Mexico.

“Well so far so good.” I said, “We’re clearing this out a lot faster than I first thought…”

"This is fun. I get to punch people." Lana said happily.

"I can't believe Mugshots gang stretches this far." Carmalita said.

"Once we reach Mesa City and take him down the large majority will dispatch, small pockets will stay organized but local law should be able to handle that." Sly said.

As the days passed on We mastered Huckleberry Cooper's modified Invisibility technique, this let us better life out and sneak attack. After that it was Ember Cooper's Ignition technique. According to the pages she was a natural pyro, often creating small dumpster fires as cover for her thefts, using soot, Ash and charcoal to ignite small controlled fires to remove obstacles like security cameras and even knock out guards with a special blend of burned wood ashes. Needless to say once we made it, Bentley managed to make knock out bombs with the ashes, proving useful in taking out the larger groups of gangsters.

“Well...looks like setting things on fire is a viable strategy.” I chuckled. “Hmm...do any of you think Uncle M could mix these two together?” I asked our little gang curiously as I held up my Cane and the Staff Mz Ruby gave me.

"I'm sure something can be done." Bentley said. "I'd be happy to, but M's technically is still a bit above me, and the magic in that staff is unknown to me."

“I’m sure you’ll learn a lot about magic with us.” I pointed out. “And also a lot of other things no normal thirteen year old should learn.”

Our trip through Mexico took us to a small town called Corazon del Aqua. Apparently this town's local Mugshot gang members are doing a bit more than the normal robberies and drug/weapons shipping. Slavery and even experimentation on people from some mad scientist who is paying good cash to have his seat with this local gang. Needless to say we figured this would take more time than normal so we set up a temporary base. Our first really, Inside a cave just a mile away from the town.

“Alright, so who here thinks Muggshot has literally no idea about the Slavery and Mammel Experimentation?” I asked curiously. “Cause if I’ve learned anything about Muggshot, is that he takes the Mafia very seriously, and the Mafia doesn’t do this kind of crap.”

"It's all likely this scientist fellow. Whoever he is, he knows these idiots will listen to cash over Mugshot anytime of the day." Carmalita said.

"Luckily Matilda gave me accesscess to her organization's secret high tech spy satellite. From what I can see it looks like the old town prison is where they keep the people who are both sold as slaves and experimented on, but the laboratory is the old hospital downtown. As helpful as it is, the satellite can only do so much. In order to make a proper plan, I'd need photos of inside both the lab and prison to formulate a strategy here." Bentley explained.

"Well it's a good thing me and you added the camera feature to our Binoc-U-Coms not too long ago." I mentioned, given that me, Bentley and Uncle M were now focused on getting the namesake down some features needed to be done after the fact.

"True. Sly, you take photos of the prison. Kite, you take the Laboratory, and Carmalita, if you can gather photos of main town itself, guards, locations of notice and just anything that seems a tad of interest. With your stealth abilities you three can easily snap the pictures we'd need."

"Breaking into a prison? Why do I feel like this won't be the first time I do that?" Sly asked.

"You can count on us Bentley." Carmalita said with a firm nod.

"I'll make sure to get the equipment's good sides." I joked.ed.

We left and got to work. The citizens here all in there homes already or up and left. It was mostly the guards around and they were easy to avoid. Making it to the former hospital, now Laboratory, I snuck in through the vents. Here I got ceiling view photos of people put into medicated comas, the security, and the doctor himself it seemed, as well as his main office and workplace. He was working on a serum of sorts, that I could tell. Whatever it's meant to do can't be good. There was one area where vent access and the doors leading to it were dense with reinforced bars and the works. Something tells me that serum's results are kept in there.

After snapping whatever photos I could, and some extras, I made my escape. "Hey, the fuc-" A guard that spotted me was about to tell. The knockout touch coming into play here. I noticed among his other valuables there was a pocket watch. Time to call my Time Walker.

"Cool." I muttered while sneaking off to a hiding place and summoning the time walker the way Cript told me.

The whole world stopped, shifting to a pale grey color scheme save for myself and the watch. In a flash of blue, my Time Walker arrived. "You called?"

"Yes I did." I nodded. "So first question, what does calling a Time Walker in an Admin Game do?" I asked, wanting to make sure Cript didn't forget anything.

"Stops time for while I am here for starters. Second, I can buy and sell things like a merchant for you but only items from this world and within reason. I can also hold items for you like storage."

"Cool." I nodded. "So what are you selling if I may ask?"

They showed me a list of some things. Most of these were powerups, Lucky Horseshoe though looked useful. I had enough for one from that guy, so I got that. "Anything else?" They asked.

“Um...mind if I ask what points have to happen?” I asked curiously. “Cause Cript mentioned that some points in time need to happen...but I’m just wondering what has to happen and what can be stopped.”

"Clockwerk parts have to be put in that museum and stolen, Nyla must become Clockla, Bentley has to end up wheelchair bound, and Paradox has to screw with time… I hate when time travel screw ups have to happen just to unhappen. Makes zero sense."

“Just be glad that all the time travel did was take away pieces of the Thievius Racoonus instead of causing so many paradoxes that your paperwork would be tripled.” I said honestly. “But really? Bentley has to be cripled? That’s a bummer…” I sighed out. “But...considering Magi-Tech might be a thing in the near future...maybe Bentley can have his legs back?”

"If he wants it. Timeline here has already been heavily changed just because you were born. Penelope also has to betray them but that's just to start off Le Paradox's crap. Once you nab her you can work on helping her back to your side. If by chance she doesn't turn on you guys, then I'll have to do my job."

“Well...I think it would be more of the ‘oh hey, I already sold it but I just wanted to get a second opinion only to realize I fucked up’.” I said honestly. “While I’m trying my best not to rip off Dressed to Steal, sometimes things overlap.” I shrugged.

"Don't give the authors ideas." They said, pointing over to the time Frozen scorpion man walking by the alley.

“Oh you gotta be kidding me…” I said worriedly.

After that little event I headed back to the hideout, Sly and Carmalita arriving at about the same time. After talking to M and Matilda, Bentley pulled up the photo slideshow. Our first planned job. Sweet!

"Okay everyone, after all the analysis and talking with Uncle M and Matilda I've discovered exactly what exactly is going on and just how screwed up it is." Bentley started.

“Umbrella Corporation stuff going on?” I asked, given that Resident Evil did in fact come out last year.

"Uh, no." Bentley said, the slide of the scientist I took the photo of appearing. The Coyote is visible. "According to Matilda this man is Professor Paladeco. Wanted by all world governments for creating illegal super soldiers, organ harvesting, illegal cloning, and bio weapon fabrication. To say he is dangerous is an understatement."

"So these prisoners are his lab rats…" Sly hissed.

"Definitely. Now, thanks to Sly's and Carmalita's photos, the prison has been discovered to have an old body dump tunnel back during the days of the plague. The exit leads off into the desert two miles out of town. It will be easy to set up an evacuation vehicle out there. However to get this operation to a perfect success, both the laboratory and the prison have to be taken out at the same time."

“So we have to split up then?” I asked curiously. “Two teams to take down both at the same time without causing too much commotion to rouse suspicion from the guards?”

"Yes and no. To start we have to deal with all the Mugshot goons gone awol from the main gang. Thankfully thanks to Mz Ruby we have the recipe to create an illusion of Mugshot. Those still terrified will get the heck out of Dodge. Thankfully the recipe items for such a spell are all within the town and dessert."

“And thankfully I also found this.” I said while bringing out a page of the Thievius Racoonus. “Nothing says ‘master of disguise’ like a perfect voice mimicking.” I said in Matilda’s voice which actually wasn’t that far off. “Thank you Ronn Cooper.” I said with a smile.

"Perfect. Now, once that is done we will have to deal with the guards weapons. They have some heavy firepower, but thankfully all their spare ammunition and guns are kept in three guarded houses. Tomorrow is going to be one of the hottest days of the year in town, so Lana and Carmalita will play Ice Cream sales girls-"

"How…?" Carmalita asked slowly.

"Matilda called in a favor with the prior towns police we helped. Anyway, while they are doing that I'll send in some prototype RC cars inside once they are all out. They will be outfitted with Nitro Bombs so all their supplies will be blown sky high."

“And given we have a mad scientist to deal with...what are the odds that one of the weapon facilities has something with a little more kick when it blows up?” I asked curiously.

"If that is the case, the RC cars camera can scan anything of note. If there is something either too explosive or useful in them, Sly or Kite can easily rush in and grab it while the guards are busy buying and eating ice cream."

"Wait, we're actually gonna sell them ice cream?" Carmalita asked.

"Yes. Helps sell the truck and gets us a bit of funding. Once all the weapon warehouses are gone, we'll need to cut the Laboratory power and water supply. This will force Paladeco to run on generators to keep his serum machines going, and buy water by the truck load. We use this to sneak into the lab and bug the place with micro cameras and set up a remote detonation bomb on the generators. With the power out the automatic security is useless."

“Hopefully we can do most of this without raising too much suspicion, cause there’s nothing to suggest Wily Coyote here hasn’t brought any of his Super Soldier experiments here with him.” I said honestly.

"That is a high possibility. Thankfully there is a solution. Matilda says the only weakness of his super soldiers is a high voltage shock of electricity. Not like what you'll get from getting a shock from a power line, bigger. Thankfully Uncle M found a person on ThiefNet selling a special Arc Nine battery clip for the shock pistols Carmalita has, and he is willing to make a bargain."

“And what’s the bargain?” I asked curiously.

"He wants to discuss it with one of us at the meet up at a local taco stand in the town. Lastly is breaking into the prison. The whole prison and it's cells are not modern, old school. So we'll need to steal the keys off the goon playing Warden. Thankfully, Matilda looked him up and he has a strong fear of snakes, and the local wildlife has plenty. Even the harmless ones will work fine. Sly or Kite can then sneak them to his office in the vents and let a few loose. He'll run in a panic and either drop or leave the keys behind."

“Sounds good.” I nodded. “Anything else we should know about?”

"Yes. The locked area you could only photograph the door of must be where the current super soldiers that were created are. Once we have the the Arc Nine clips for Carmalita's shock pistol, she can knock them out in a few hits. This will be rather chaotic when it goes down but in the end, prisoners will be freed, town saved, and when all is said and done one good shot from Carmalita to knock out Paladeco and he'll be in the same jail he held those poor people."

“Sounds like a plan.” I nodded.

"Well, let's get to work."

I headed off to the edge of town, calling up Bentley on the Benocu-Com to get the list of ingredients. "Okay Kite, Mz Ruby said the ingredients for this spell are four cactus barrel fruits, a clay bowel that is a bare minimum hundred years old, a purple dessert scorpion venom pouch, and a dead man's wisdom tooth."

“So do you want me to pick you up shell wax and a carton of milk while I’m at it?” I joked given that, even when things are different, heists still sound like a grocery list.

"Har har. I've marked where to find each in your mask GPS system. Something M built based on what he had for your dad when he was on the job. You will be able to find it all. Once you get them all call me back."

The cactus fruit was easy, every other cactus had one here, the bowel was inside an abandoned house, as well as some other older items worth a few on TheifNet. The purple desert scorpion poison sack was a bit tricky. There were only a few in the area and they liked to hide inside their underground tunnels, but I got it after a while. The dead man's wisdom tooth was actually in an old mineshaft abandoned years ago. The took came from the skull of an unfortunate miner, but I did find his forgotten and left behind stash of gold and silver. With them all I called Bently back.

“Well I didn’t find any shell wax, but I did find a bunch of gold and silver.” I said while putting down the ingredients and the sack of gold and silver from the Miner.

"Impressive. Now, take all that to the roof of the town bar, that's where most of the thugs hang out. Mix them all together then wave the Voodoo staff Mz Ruby gave you. Keep a mental image of Mugshot in mind then the illusion spell will activate. Then stroll into the bar, give your best Mugshot impression and to really sell it, break a chair or table or something. The spell will last about ten minutes so try and be fast."

"From what Matilda's told me and shown about Muggshot, I think I got it." I chuckled. "How's everyone else doing?" I asked curiously, just wanting a quick update on their progress.

"Sly is cutting power and water to the Laboratory as we speak. Lana and Carmalita are getting the ice cream truck ready. Once you're done there head back so we can begin Operation Brain Freeze."

“I have a feeling you’re gonna be making up stellar operation titles.” I chuckled.

Once at the bar I performed the spell, waltzing inside with my best, angry Mugshot voice and managed to use my cane to break a chair and table. Needless to say about 70% ran shitless, spreading word through the streets and piling into cars to drive out of here. "Good work Kite! That's sixty percent of the rogue gang gone now! Head back to base, Carmalita, Lana and I are just about ready for the next Operation." Bently said through the communicators.

“By the way...what’s Murray been doing?” I asked curiously. “Given that we’re all been busy, I haven’t heard you say anything about what Murray’s doing. Is he helping get people out with the Van or something?”

"Yes. Muray and the police from towns and cities we've helped already are at the tunnel existing guarding the escape vehicles."

“Alright.” I nodded. “Just making sure Murray wasn’t being left out.” I said while heading back to our hideout for the next phase of the plan.

Sly and I arrived back at the hideout at the same time. "Take a rest little brother, you'll need the energy for the big job later tonight." Sly said to me.

“I can still…” I said while feeling a little woozy. “Huh...didn’t think that spell took that much…” I muttered. “So...maybe some rest will help…”

"Get some sleep. We'll wake you up once everything else is set."

Sex Scene Ahead. Please skip if your not a fan.

In all my time as Kite Cooper, just about every night Cript came by for a visit. Usually we had a date or something and cuddled or just talked. All in all it was nice to spend time like this. "Big heist?" Cript asked, the two of us enjoying a nice massage in a dream replica of the Ponyville Spa.

“Well less ‘heist’ and more ‘stopping a mad scientist from doing super illegal bullshit’.” I said honestly. “Seriously, super soldiers, cloning, and a lot of other bad shit.”

"Wow. What kind of madness is your little self getting dragged into?"

“I mean, considering Muggshot has taken over all of North America and Panda King is taking over China and Japan, as well as a Bat Keyblader being my magic teacher...we weren’t supposed to be taking down the Fiendish Five until Sly was eighteen, not thirteen.” I said nervously.

"To be fair you're all likely going to reach that age over time fighting the five and various other crime organizations along the way." Cript said.

“Well four, Mz Ruby quickly defected after having seen what Clockwerk did.” I said honestly. “Muggshot and Panda King are also apparently equally against Clockwerk, but they're just doing bad things to keep him off their back.”

"Maybe not just that." Cript said thoughtfully. "At least, Panda King maybe not. You said he only took out specific government officials, who not make a bigger grand statement by up and killing them all? And to rise to power after killing just those specific officials? Sounds like the footings of a bigger plan in my opinion. Actually it almost sounds like he pulled off a one man revolution."

“And Muggshot is probably just holding a massive Mafia Racket given he based his entire criminal stuff off of the Godfather.” I said honestly.

"Heh. Maybe." Cript laughed. "So… hot tub?"

“Hot tub.” I said warmly, lightly groping Cript’s ass offhandedly.

"Yipe!" They yelped, surprised but we both climbed into the hot tube. The waters mixed with some herbs and salts to make it all the more relaxing. "Heh, that caught me off guard." Cript said awkwardly.

“Sorry.” I said sheepishly. “But...haven’t had any for eleven years, puberty is coming in fast and there is this very pretty russian wolf girl…”

"Heh. Ironic since you're an adult here and all…" Cript said, taking a deep breath. "Like I said, when someone who was brought in or born, reborn, all that, as a child wants to be a spouse, it's always more awkward for me. I know the whole thing about it all isn't an issue and as the Admin of Love I admit I don't believe love itself has limits, just what we place on it and if it grows from there. I'm rattling on…"

“It’s fine, I tend to do that constantly.” I said honestly.

"Well, guess it's time to let it grow." Cript said. Their size in height and body growing equal to mine. They then leaned into me, planting a kiss on my lips.

I kissed back lovingly, wrapping my arms around Cript and grabbing their big butt again.

They moaned softly, kissing deeper as they now sat on my legs. Kissing and holding someone my size is a nice change of pace. Cript kept their arms wrapped around me, pressing into my back. My top knockers and Cript's pressing against each other in tender squished hug.

I moaned softly at my sensitive breasts squishing against Cripts, Cript feeling my growing stiffy rub between their shockingly soft thighs considering there...new form.

Cript felt my stiffer growing. Passing their own set that to my surprise wasn't stiff at all yet. Feeling it rising between us, Cript moved themselves in regular small movement, these movements rubbing against my member, causing it to reach max length faster. Cript's skin was so… soft and tender, not just from the touch of my hands cupping their ass, but from them rubbing their belly against my member. It was like silk, and it was heavenly.

Once my tip reached out squished breasts, sprouting between them, Cript broke the kiss, face rather red in bluch and breathing heavily as they looked down at my erect cock. A smile on their face as they gently licked the tip. I jolted, that one lick about triggering every pleasure receptor from my tip to my testicles. So this is how screwing an Admin of love is gonna feel. I knew then and there I was going to blow many loads.

"God you are magical." I moaned happily, trying my best not to blow too quick. soon.

"Perks of the job." They said, giving a little space between us as they began using their tongue, sliding it from tip to base of my member, each second they taste it felt like I was in a losing battle. They were paced well, licking across every side and exposed skin. Pre cum leaned out like a faucet leak, Cript's tongue catching it close down and giving it a healthy lick, slurping off the top of my dick clean of pre. "I'm going to be doing a lot with you King. First I please you, then you please me. Sounds fun?"

“I mean, I’m going to be pleasing you a lot when I pound that sweet ass of yours.” I chuckled.

"I expect you too, but I do have more experience, and to out sex me hasn't been done yet. So when my turn to rutt you comes around, we'll see how well you keep up."

“Is that a challenge?” I asked with a cheeky grin.

"If you want it to be. Just one question first, shall I go gently on you, or hold nothing back?"

“Well...given this is our first time together, let’s start gently to see how things work.” I said honestly.

"Alrighty then love~" Cript purred, mouth opening fairly wide as they sucked on my cocks tip, and slid down it. Their throat was tight, so so tight, wet, and hot. I felt tingles of pleasure and, and electricity across every inch of my ride Cript gulped down. To my surprise they reached the base, giving my balls a wet licks before starting to suck, bobbing up and down halfway of my rod.

“Jesus hell…” I moaned at how skilled Cript was, biting my lip and trying not to blow in his throat.

As they bobbed their head, wet sexual slurps and sucking filling the air, they groped my testicles, the large cum sacks gently groped and massaged in a way I didn't ever experience before. It was getting harder and harder to hold my load back, I even had to cross my legs, keeping Cript lower and more against my crotch than before, their bobbing now just a few inches of the base of my dick, the length they could move their neck back and forth. Still, while less it was just as thrilling.

“Getting...close…” I growled, slightly thrusting my hips to meet their bobbing motions.

In the shortest time I've ever had, I blew my load. Down Cript's throat. Not a single sperm cell leaked out their mouth as when I finished, Cript slowly pulled my cock out, making sure to take every drop of cum before reaching my tip, giving a strong suck before popping off. Their stomach wasn't even bulging. "Impressed?" Cript asked.

“Damn…” I panted. “That felt amazing.” I said, my cock still up and twitching, ready for another round.

"Glad to know." Cript said with a smile, squeezing my still twitching tip between their knockers. My girth alone pushed them apart. At seeing this Cript squashed their breasts together, they milkers wrapped around my member, Cript getting on top of me a bit as they placed their whole body against my member, tip still happily squished between Cript's breasts as they moved them up and down my cock. They didn't move them far up or down, but they did rub their belly and thighs along the rest of my rod, and to the tip gave passionate kisses and licks.

“Your tits feel amazing.” I moaned happily. “Also very soft given...your new form.”

"I was worried this new form would be an issue, but thankfully Lyra has quite the imagination and skill for modifications." They said, continuing to massage my cock with their entire body. "It felt nice sucking your dick King, tasted rich and meaty~"

”Well Lyra certainly knows what she’s doing.” I chuckled. “And glad you liked it...uh...do you...lactate?” I asked sheepishly, wondering if that was a thing.

"If I didn't I wouldn't be a mom. Everyone in the family does. You wanna taste it?" Cript asked, pressing hard on their breasts as small leaks of milk began to drip out their nipples.

I blushed. “Well...I’ll be sucking on those when I’m fucking you that’s for sure…”

"You can suck them now, and when you blow I'll happily clean you up~" Cript said, circling my tip with their now drooling tongue.

“Um...sure.” I said while gently lifting one of Cript’s breasts up and latching onto their nipple to taste their breast milk.

It wasn't as thick as I expected, but was still like a rich French vanilla cream with a hint of… swear it's got a hint of strawberry. I suckled happily away, feeling pressure start to build up again as Cript's body massage of my Cock began to speed. "It feels so hot touching my skin. I bet it will feel like fire inside me, like it did in my throat." They huffed lustfully.

I moaned happily, sucking on the mutants tit harder as my dick twitched telling Cript I was getting close again.

Cript moaned, reaching a hand to hold the back of my head while I drank from them. Passionately they kissed my tip again. Pre flowing out that they happily licked away with lustful greed.

I moaned happily as I came again from Cript’s lustful antics, covering Cript and a bit of myself in my seed. Happily Cript gave themselves a tongue bath, shifting their tongue like a snake and cleaning my Jizz off them completely before slurping the spill on me from my cock, making it stuff again in the process before cleaning off my breasts and face. Each lick was a small tingle of joy and happiness. Once I was cleaned off Cript gave me a kiss before taking a sample of my own breast milk.

To Cript my breast milk doesn't taste too far off from Den’s, being the same creamy milk from a Den Mother, the only difference was that mine had a slight hazelnut taste to it.

Cript happily drank for a time, then happily popped off before giving my nipple a kiss. They lead me to the bed this dream version of the spa had, setting on it on all fours, their legs spread wide as I saw their butt and vagina in full gorgeous view. "Mind plundering my back door before the front? A little partel to Anal."

“Don’t mind if I do.” I said while walking over and putting my cock between the mutant’s asscheeks, rubbing myself in between the mountain of an ass. “Lyra sure knows how to make a fine ass.” I said while squeezing the plump cheeks happily.

"Shove it in me King, and don't stop til you're base slams my ass." Cript moaned.

“Oh I will~.” I said lovingly before lining myself up with Cript’s tight ass as I started to push in, starting slow just to make sure it wasn’t too tight.

With a sloppy pop, my tip slid in. Pushing more in Cript moaned as every inch slid deeply inside them, their face deep red with a lustful smile plastering their lips. My base hit against Cript's cheeks, making a light slap noise.

It was so tight, tighter than their throat and so hot, yet so fitting as there anal walls tightly gripped my cock, feeling like it did not want to let go. The same electric tingle came across my whole member inside them, Cript pressing their ass harder against my base. "Rutt me. Please!" They begged.

“Don’t worry.” I said while smacking their ass. “I’ll give you what you want.” I growled before ramming myself into Cript, each forceful thrust causing their mammoth of an ass to jiggle like jello as I jackhammered into them.

Each thrust made Cript moan as their tight ass kept a strong grip on my pulsating member. The pressure was building again, precum leaking and lubricating their insides, letting me slide in faster, pound harder. Cript kept their head and arms firmly placed around a pillow, biting it in bliss as I rutted them. Their ass cheeks turned a shade of red from my slapping it and ramming it. I took pride in that as I felt my cock ready to blow again, like down their throat and in their face, I knew Cript wasn’t going to waste a drop.

I growled in pleasure, thrusting faster and faster as I was reaching my peak. “Want your ass filled?” I growled, wanting to hear Cript beg for it.

“Like a water balloon King baby~” Heart purred as they arched their back in anticipation.

“Just what I wanted to hear.” I said warmly as I slammed my dick as deep as I could inside Cript’s ass and came hard, flooding her insides with even more of my seed, and this time Cript’s stomach actually bloated just a little bit.

Cript gave a lustful hiss of a moan, feeling their bloat and smiling happily. I slid out, surprisingly not a drop of cum on my dick nor did any spill out from her ass once I pulled all the way out. She fell to her side, holding her bulge happily. “Every drop someone who will be born. You know how many people won’t be born every time someone climaxes? Millions of possible people, lives, never happening because it’s only ever one cell and one egg, save for the occasional unexpected multiple children. I thought that was so unfair, so, I changed our biology, so every person who could exist will.”

“Yeah, I know that full well.” I chuckled while moving close to Cript and rubbing my cock on their pussy. “Want to have kids?”

“Already do. Each load you blew.” Cript said, shifting a bit. “Of course, the fastest way into the womb is the old fashioned way.” They purred.

“Sometimes I forget half of the races in our family could have biology like that.” I said honestly as I slowly pushed my dick into Cript’s cunt.

“All actually. A little mutation ability Lyra and myself made. Unlike regular Abilities, Mutation Abilities soley work based on genetic alterations.” They said, holding their hands above their head and grabbing the bed rails. “But enough talk, start humping.”

“With pleasure.” I smiled before thrusting deep into Cript’s snatch, loving how tight they were as I started to get back into a lovingly fast and hard rhythm.

“Ooooh~ Harder please~”

“If you want.” I said while fucking the mutant even harder, moving forward and latching onto their breast and sucking on it as I continued to fuck them hard and fast.

“Yes! Just like that!” Cript said, arms latching around my neck and legs around my waist.

I continued to ram myself into Cript, my hips a blur as I fucked my Mutant as hard and fast as I could, wrapping my arms around them as I continued to moan in bliss.

I felt Cript use their toes to latch onto my tail. Hands pulling on my back fur and their face buried in my neck. Each thrust slapped my balls against their ass. Each thrust making Cript’s snatch leak more and more fluids. I felt the pressure building again. My stamina draining. I had to keep on.

I growled and bit down on Cript’s neck, not hard enough to draw blood or hurt but enough to leave my mark as I pounded Cript harder and faster than before, wanting to breed my mate and make sure she was pregnant with my pups.

With a final thrust, I came, blowing my final load deep into Cript’s womb, their bulge now noticeable. With one last weak hump I fell on them, burying them under my many breasts as I cuddled them. They cuddled me back, enjoying my embrace.

“That...that was…” I panted, softly nuzzling Cript. “Wow…”

“And that was going easy with my sexual enhancers~” Cript cooed, nuzzling under my chin.

“Going easy?” I asked curiously.

“That tingeling you felt when you stuck it inside me. Electronium has many uses once you master it. I kept the wattage low.” They said, sitting up and stretching, their bulge now gone but they kept rubbing their belly lovingly. “So, ready for my turn?”

“Just...a minute.” I said while continuing to cuddle. “I haven’t gotten to cuddle all that much…”

“Okay, but I’m taking a drink.” Cript said, latching onto my nipple and drinking away.

I smiled gently as I gently rubbed the back of Cript’s head, letting Cript drink my breast milk as I continued to cuddle.

We cuddled for a good while. After that though Cript was ready for their turn. “So, what should I do first?” They asked me. I got a good look at their members. It wasn’t as girthy as mine, but just as long, and still human looking, save for the color matching the rest of their skin tone.

“It’s your turn, you pick.” I said lovingly.

“Hmm… Well, let’s feel those boobs of yours then~” They said, touching their own tip. I got into position, wrapping my cleavage around their cock. It was at this moment I haven’t done this particulare type of sex myself. Had it done to me, yes, lots, done it to others, not really.

“Well...this is my first time doing this.” I said sheepishly while wrapping my top pair of tits around Cript’s cock and starting to gently rub them against it.

“The key is pressure. Keep them pressed against it good, and of course, some tongue play or kisses go a long way~” Cript said, my wolf tongue getting their whole tip in one lick.

“Alright.” I said while squishing my tits around Cript’s member a little tighter, managing to lick the tip every time I brought my tits down to his base and started to get into a smooth enough rhythm, my tits feeling warm soft and wonderful.

I have to admit, the taste of their cock wasn’t what I expected. Slightly musky, yes, but tasted like salt with a clear meat taste. “Oooh. Yeah, that feels good.” Cript moaned.

“Glad you're enjoying it.” I said warmly, starting to rub my tits faster and holding it a little tighter. “Was a little worried my first time wouldn’t be...all that good.” I said sheepishly.

“With fur and skin as soft as yours? While it does need work your fluff and skin make up for the lack of experience.”

“They better, I make sure to keep my skin and fur silky smooth.” I said simply, rubbing a little faster again. “So...what do you think of the fusions?” I asked, even though I’m in the middle of giving Cript a titjob might as well do some small talk given I’m not good at this.

“Mama Russia is the best one in my opinion. She’s funny, but also sweet. She’s basically owning the nursery at this point. Spouse or baby, she’s taking both inside her for feedings, cleanings and safety.” Cript laughed. “Maybe we should give that a try sometime?” Cript offered, now thrusting a bit between my boobs.

“Have you seen what her antics did to Coco?” I asked curiously, giving a loving lick to Cript’s cock tip every time he thrusted up.

“Her giant form?” Cript said with a moan. “You should have seen her stats in that form. Match her size.”

“And if memory serves, Mama Russia is planning on doing it to everyone...also can’t wait to fuck her just sweet hell is she sexy.” I brought up.

“Honestly neither can I… Though surprisingly your dad, earth dad, kinda… got to her already. Surprisingly really. Then again your mom from earth and Den both already did it so… huh.”

“Lucky bastard.” I chuckled. “But glad they are all adjusting well.”

“Your dad especially.” Cript laughed. They grunted, thrusting a bit harder as their pre started leaking. Licking it… was amazing. Salty, musky yeah but had a surprising sweetness, almost like… saltwater taffy? No… not that but something akin to that.

“First your milk tastes like strawberry french cream, now your cum tastes weirdly like saltwater taffy…” I hummed. “Hopefully my milk and cum didn’t taste bad…”

“Your milk was amazing. Your cum tasted a bit like country gravy. I don’t know why, that mutation ability is random for everyone.” Cript said with a laugh. “And yes, flavored cum is a mutation ability everyone has. Lyra made it.”

“Well that’s interesting.” I said honestly, squishing my breasts against Cript’s cock in a fluffy vice grip.

“Oooooh~ Hehe, you’re leaking.” Cript said. I then felt the milk in my top breasts now leaking out a bit.

“Well…” I blushed a little at my tits just suddenly leaking. “I’m excited.” I said as I rubbed his cock in the vice like grip I had him in.

“Eager to be rutted now? Heh, you sure have changed from the day I first met you. In a good way of course.”

“A lot has changed in my life.” I said honestly. “And I’m glad those changes happened.”

“Be surprised how often a new form, biology and all that can show and open up who you really are on the inside. I remember when Den told me about your first time out hunting on that replica homeworld I made for her. She was so proud of you. And when you became a Den mother, she cried she was so happy for you.”

“Glad to have made her proud.” I said warmly. “Can’t wait to fuck her though.” I said, given I’m mostly thinking of sex at the moment.

“Her girth and length are on par with yours, so get ready for a- Ah!” Cript yelped, a massive flood of cum hit my face, still flowing onto my breasts and down my body. “Oooooh~ Hehe, that look is hot on you~”

“I knew you would like it.” I chuckled Cript saw my tongue work like a snake as I cleaned myself up. “Now, onto the main event?”

“Gonna blow me? I wanna see how skillful you are with your tongue~” Cript said, the last of their jizz licked off me before I began sliding their still hard cock into my mouth.

Even though I haven’t really done this much, I have eaten out all of my spouse's way too many times so the same rules applied as Cript was honestly surprised at how good I was doing with my mouth.

“Ooooh~ This feels great. Your throat is amazing King.” Cript said, thrusting their cock in and out of my mouth and throat. I used my tongue to lick across their base and balls, enjoying the taste as they gently rammed themselves into my drooling face.

I moaned softly, letting him thrust down my throat as I continued to lick everything that wasn’t inside my mouth. I could feel Cript leaking pre already, sliding down directly inside me immediately. Cript took my head, holding it gently as they began picking up speed, their cock determined to blow right into my stomach. Their balls slapping against my chin with hefty impacts. Finally, they came. The feeling of all that jizz pumping right into my belly was like drinking a lot of liquids at once. My belly bulged a bit. Not by much but noticable. Cript pulled out. I gave their dick one last lick and a quick kiss before they raised me up, planting a kiss on my lips before placing me on my back.

“Onto the main events then?” Cript asked me.

“Onto the main event.” I said lustfully.

“Mind if I prepare before hand?” Cript asked, a sly grin on their face as they pulled out what looked like a small leather sleeve, and the grip part of a butt plug. They slid the leather strap over my still hard cock, surprisingly I watched as they covered it, my massive rod vanishing til it reached my base and he tied the sleeve there. He then held up the plug end, my missing rod there. “Portal sex toys. I wanna make you blow when I cum inside you, and I don’t waste cum.” They said, teasing my tip across their ass.

“Mind if I...also add a thing?” I asked curiously. “It’s not too weird, but it’ll be...interesting.”

“You’ve met Lyra, not much is too weird to me.” Cript said, placing my portal displaced dick onto the bed, and sitting on it, sliding it back up their tight ass. I moaned, as did Cript, my whole cock sliding back in there and stopping once the end of the plug stopped it.

“And now...a little something new.” I said as I snapped my fingers, Cript feeling a certain hard piece of meat start to push into their snatch as well. “Ho~kay...that’s…” I trailed off as I moaned happily.

“Oooooh~ Oh if you wanna play like that, then try this.” Cript said, from the base above their cock they placed their finger one, raising it up as a second, slightly longer dick grew out magically. They then grabbed both, and their girths grew to match mine. “Ready sexy?”

“I’m always ready.” I said with a lustful grin. “Now come on, I’m not gonna fuck myself.” I teased.

Aligning both cocks to their respective entrances, Cript thrusted in, a single fast pound that shoved both up my ass and snatch. I howled in pleasure. Grinning, they began thrusting deep inside my holes in a rapid, pleasing motion. Their movements making my portal displaced cocks shifting and twitching inside their holes.

“Hot damn…” I moaned. “This is...amazing.”

Panting, Cript grabbed my legs, pushing them up and against my body. My feet were next to my head now as they rapidly pounded me deeper and faster. Taking this close opportunity, Cript began kissing me, the rapid motions making our breasts flap around wildly.

I kissed back passionately, wanting to wrap my arms around them but I was kind of pinned in the position as I just let Cript hammer into me and me into them given Cript’s movements.

Cript moved my legs so my feet were pinned by the back of my head, never breaking the kiss they then greedily groped my breasts, squeezing roughly but I enjoyed it, and switching between breasts after each squeeze.

I moaned happily into the kiss, loving every minute of this wonderful experience as I was pinned.

Cript began thrusting faster, harder as I began to feel the electrical tingles along my snatch, ass, and my portal displaced cocks inside Cript. He kissed me harder as the tingles began to intensify the faster and harder they began thrusting into me. My brain quickly lost higher cognitive thoughts as only pleasure seemed to process.

All I could do was moan and kiss Cript passionately as I let him fuck me as fast and hard as they could, my instincts wanting to breed and be bred given my dual physiology.

I wasn’t sure how much time had passed and in all honesty I didn’t give a damn. Cript was slamming into me with enough speed and force that I just knew I was gonna be walking with a limp with all my starfish clones. Finally, their electrical pleasure tingles hit, targeting every inch of my insides, cocks and across my whole body as I blew my load just as Cript did. The resulting orgasm hit me so hard I passed out with a giggling smile on my face out of pure euphoria.

I woke up sometime later. My legs felt permanently spread open, I was back to one cock, I felt that much and looking at my belly I was bloated so large, if I tried to stand I’d fall back or forwards, and if I fell forwards my belly would keep my legs up in the air. I felt happy, rubbing my massive belly, noticing Cript was not next to me, partly squished under my bloated belly like I was and clinging to me left arm lovingly.

“Well...this is nice.” I muttered softly as I cuddled to the best of my ability to Cript.

“Hmm… Remind me to… teach you electronium stuff.” Cript said sleepily.

"I'll remind you." I yawned as I nuzzled Cript softly..

Sex over, back to main story now.

Waking up back in the hideout, my fun in the Sleeping worlds with Cript put me in a good mood. I got a quick snack and woke up just in time it seems for Sly and the rest to come back. Carmalita and Lana tossing their Ice Cream aprons. “I can’t believe how much they cashed out for that cheap ice cream.” Carmalita said.

“Easy eight hundred coins.” Lana said with a laugh. “Morning Kite.”

"Sounds like I missed out on some fun." I yawned. "How're you doing?"

"Everything went according to plan. Even got a few items to sell." Sly said.

“Sweet.” I said while stretching out.

“This just leaves the clips for my shock pistols and the prison ‘warden’.” Carmaleta said.

“Correct. Sly, you can quickly gather the harmless snakes and Kite and Carmaleta, you two go meet with the dealer about the clips. Hopefully they’ll just ask for the cash.” Bentley said. “Lana and I will set up the final stage and rig up the false water truck. For tomorrow morning.”

“Alrighty then.” I nodded. “Let’s hope there aren’t any sudden hoops we have to jump through for those clips…” I muttered to myself as I was fully warmed up for the day.

Carmelita and I headed out. The taco stand was nice, smelled amazing. The seller was a hooded bird man. “You are the buyers?” He asked us.

“We are. What’s your price?” Carmaleta asked.

“A Trade, something I need that cash can not get me.” They said, pulling out a photo. It was of what looked like an old record disc. “I collect rare vinyls. This record is a rare first edition of Kalia Conodonto. It’s in the larger fancy house up town, owned by a smug disco jack off who doesn’t know what he has and just keeps it for decoration. Get me that record and the clips are yours.”

“Sounds simple enough.” I said simply.

“We’ll get on it then.” Carmaleta said.

We found the uptown house. Seeing all the… bad art… oh god don’t tell me. Sneaking in up the gutter drain and to the second floor, we saw the record… and a younger Dimitri painting… wow he really did use a rope and swing around to paint. “That’s… bad art.” Carmaleta said.

“I mean, he’s at least trying something new.” I said simply. “With encouragement and a better direction I’m sure he’ll figure it out...better than just having the same soup can be painted in different colors.” I shrugged. “But...now the question is, do we try and steal the record and have him pissed at us, or try and make a deal where he gives us the vinyl for some advice?”

“I have a better idea…” Carmaleta said, tossing a knockout ash bomb inside. The ash hitting him, leaving a perfect silhouette of his form on his freshly painted artwork before passing out from the blend. She then opened the window as we walked inside. “Easier.”

“He’s probably gonna get inspiration just by how perfect his silhouette is.” I said honestly while following along.

We nabbed the record and headed back to the seller. Once he had the record we handed us the clips, Carmalita inserting them into her shock pistols immediately. “Good. Now you go meet up with Sly at the prison. He should have the snakes by now.” Carmaleta said. “I’ll pick up dinner here, food looks too good to pass up.”

“Alright, stay safe.” I said while heading off towards the Prison to find Sly to continue with the plan.

I met up with big bro atop the prison roof. “Hey there little brother.” Sly said, tossing me a hissing moving bag. “Bentley said this vent here leads directly to the warden’s office. Once there we let the snakes loose, get a small laugh at his expense and then nab the keys.”

I grabbed the bag quickly and carefully. “It’ll be funny to see him run around like mad. Well then let’s get moving, these snakes don’t sound too happy.”

Sneaking into the vent together and heading down to the floor vent area. We saw the self proclaimed warden sitting in the chair smugly. Sly and I set the snakes free and the ‘Warden’ screamed like a five year old girl, jumping around, dropping the keys then running out like the road runner. Sly and I snuck out, fist bumping with a laugh as bro picked up the keys. “And that’s mission complete. Hm?” Sly and I took notice of the small safe on the floor. “Think your trick can work on a floor safe?”

“Well time to test it.” I said while bringing my Cane up to the safe and trying to do the same thing I did back in Mz. Ruby’s area again.

Thankfully it did. I was rewarded with the Prisons old and updated Blueprints, and a log of all the current people placed here. We got out and once back at the hideout sent the info to uncle M and Matilda. We rested up, ate some rather tasty tacos, and rested up for the big job the next morning.

Back in the sleeping worlds Cript and I were still snuggling. I was no longer so bloated either. I hugged them tightly, looking at them in a new light now.

“Yay for snuggles.” I smiled gently, softly nuzzling Cript.

Cript nodded, moving more into/against me, arms wrapped around mu]y back and belly. “So, how’d the jobs go?”

“So far so good, stole something from a young Dimitri and...yes, he does actually use a rope swing for his ‘kinetic aesthetic’.” I said honestly.

“Hehe. That’s amazing. Hey… guess what~” They cooed in my ear.

“Big butt?” I asked as I softly grabbed Cript’s butt.

“Nooo~ Perv.” Cript said, laughing while they sat up. I then saw, in their arms, a small three eyed dire wolf pup. “Our first born pup, born from me anyway.” Cript said as they handed the small puppy to me.

“They look adorable.” I cooed happily, cradling the three eyed pup. “But three eyes?” I wondered curiously.

“Hello.” Cript said, motioning to their three eyes. “Hehe. His name is Adam.”

“And let me guess, when our daughter is born she’ll be Eve?” I asked with a little grin.

“Rebecca actually.” Cript said, taking Adam back and nursing them. “First of their kind. Mutant Dire Wolf. Won’t be for long though, a lot more along the way from both parents.”

“Cool.” I said warmly. “Wonder what each kid’s mutation will look like? As well as...well how strong they’ll be when they grow up.” I said honestly.

“I… do have the Foresight ability. I could give us a small glimpse. But remember, this glimpse I show is a future without things like worrying about the glitch or the war, so won’t be completely accurate.”

“Eh, it’s alright.” I said honestly. “Better to know possibilities than being completely clueless.”

Nodding, Cript held my hand, and I saw Adam grow, get into some typical boy trouble, learning to use their own version of Frozen Pride, adventuring through dungeons, stopping monsters from harming people, finding love, having kids… die old in bed, photos of his life and family around them, a smile on their face. I felt a tear fall down as I looked back at them. Cript was tearing up too. “Let’s make sure that is their future King.” Cript said.

“I always make sure things are going towards that end.” I said warmly.