Spike the Corrupter - CYOA
Chapter 11: The Kitsune Village
Previous Chapter Next ChapterSpike stared ahead, then turned his eyes upwards to stare at Domination, who was pulsing. Then he looked to punishment. Then to all of his slaves that surrounded him and Kisano. He thought of just what would happen if he did actually take up Kisano on his offer and ripped Domination out of his head.
Sure, he'd feel good about it... for a few moments. Until he got back to the Citadel. Thorax would be passive enough, he'd accept the... false idea that Domination had been behind everything. But Ember, Smolder, Pharynx and especially Ishtar? No, they would rip him apart limb from limb. Especially if they remembered exactly what he had done to them while they had been reduced to pets.
Spike closed his eyes and inhaled, turning back to Kisano. He stared down at the Kitsune... he grimaced, he had no way of telling if this 'Lord' was even there or not. That was until he noticed a fly slowly fly in from afar. Spike's eyes locked onto it as it circled the Kitsune. Then finally it landed on one of his flowing robes, buzzing it's wings.
Spike smirked. Slowly he walked towards Kisano, shaking slightly as he stared down at his claws.
"I... I don't know how to remove them. Please, your people must know how to remove the gems," He whimpered as he slowly approached the Kitsune.
"What are you doing?" Punishment hissed loudly, shimmering darkly as it shook in his chest.
Domination remained silent.
Kisano approached him too, coming to a stop just a mere foot away from Spike. "I can help you, my people have been preparing for a time when someone discovered the gems for-"
He was cut off when Spike suddenly lurched forward, wrapping a claw around the Kitsune's neck. Kisano gasped and sputtered as Spike slowly lifted him into the air, staring up at him.
"You gambled, didn't you? Gambled that I'd take you up on your offer. Gambled that I wasn't in too deep, that I hadn't done anything so bad that removing the gems wouldn't get me killed? You gambled wrong buddy," Spike laughed as he moved his other claw towards Kisano's forehead. "Judging from the fact that I can feel you, you must be the real Kisano, not some illusion. That makes this easier. Any last words as a free fox?"
Kisano stared down at him for a moment, before he inhales deeply, closing his eyes. "One day that gem in your forehead will shatter. Then you will pay for your crimes, not just against my people, but all peoples of this world."
"I doubt that," Spike responded, before his claw shot to Kisano's forehead.
Spike and the entirety of his changeling and dragon army slowly marched through the forest, supported by the five hundred slavers. Spike, Pharynx, and Kisano walked at the head of the army, ignoring every increasingly grotesque monster and horrendously mutated creature that they passed. Spike and his slaves were now more than well enough aware of the fact that none of these things were real.
Spike turned to Kisano, the purple gem shining vibrantly in his forehead. He turned back to the path his men were marching, ignoring the growing signs of the Kitsune's desperation. They had nowhere left to run.
"How many Kitsune are in this village, Kisano," Spike asked, smirking as Kisano turned to look at his new master.
"Fifty, master," Kisano explained. "Because my kind is immortal, like Alicorns, we are not required to reproduce much and have maintained a consistently low population as a result."
Spike chuckled darkly. "Oh, that'll have to change. I think I'll implement a breeding program just to get more of you... of course that'll take years to show results. How long do I have to enjoy them again, Domination?"
Domination laughed darkly. "So long as the gems remain in your foreheads, you and the purple gems are immortal."
Spike guffawed as he slowly crested a hill, staring down the Kitsune Village. True to Kisano's word, a small militia of a couple dozen Kitsune gathered against his army, nervously wielding katanas, naginatas, and yaris with... no skill at all. Evidently, the Kitsune never prepared much for battle, always hiding behind their illusions of monsters.
Spike smiled, bringing his arms to his sides before raising them into the air. With a horrendous crack, a massive wall of white crystal shot out of the ground, fully surrounding the village, with but a single gap. And that gap was where Spike and his soldiers were standing.
Spike turned to Pharynx with a smile. "Once we have these little foxes tamed we will be bringing them to my citadel. This village is useless."
Pharynx gave a bow. "Shall I master?"
Spike nodded. "You shall. Bring them to me when you are done."
"Hail." Pharynx responded, before turning to the troops. "Dragons in first! Capture the soldiers! Changelings to the houses!"
The dragons quickly rushed past Pharynx and Spike, smashing into the Kitsune like the perfect shock troopers they were. There was no fighting as the Kitsune broke almost immediately. The small force of foxy warriors were almost instantly scattered and routed by the dragons. They didn't even manage to damage a dragon before they were all captured.
Spike watched as one Kitsune warrior was slung over a dragon's shoulder, weakly beating at his armor with his fists. The dragon merely responded by laughing and wrapping his long tail around his prey's arms, keeping them bound in front of him.
Spike crossed his arms behind his back as he watched his changeling soldiers slowly march into the town, smashing down the doors of the minuscule wooden and thatch roofed buildings, entering and capturing their occupants. With a smile he turned to Kisano. "And my dear servant, how do you feel about all of this?"
Kisano merely turned back to look at Spike. "I'm..."
His gem and eyes shone a vivid shade of purple before he shook his head. "I'm happy to see my people put in their rightful place, master."
It had taken less than twenty minutes to completely subjugate the village. In less than a half an hour the dragons had rounded up the fifty Kitsune. All the villagers were now kneeling before Spike, their heads bowed and their arms bound behind their backs.
The Kitsune were not a tall people, most of them no taller than Spike's midriff. Their ears were long and furry, their tails were short and puffy, and their bodies were lithe, with wide hips and narrow shoulders. Most of the Kitsune were female, judging from their curves, and their ages varied, though all of them were adults. Benefits of immortality he supposed.
Spike slowly walked back and forth in front of them, his arms behind his back and his posture straight. He stopped as he finished his pace and slowly turned around to face the Kitsune. He looked over his army, his slaves, before he looked back at the Kitsune.
With a smirk, he raised a hand. Fifty pillars of crystal shot from the ground, each of them lightly tapping a Kitsune in the forehead. He thought it best to merely gem them and get it over with quick.
Then he lowered his hand, and the pillars vanished, leaving the Kitsune in their wake. They slowly lifted their heads, their white gems shining. Spike crossed his arms behind his back.
"Good evening ladies and gentlemen," He began, a smile on his lips. "My name is Lord Spike and I am the future lord and ruler of this world. You are now my property. I understand that this may be hard to adjust to, however, you'll be happier like this. Your lives are now dedicated to making mine easier, and making sure I can accomplish my dreams. You are to obey your masters without question, and serve me well. Is this understood?"
A murmur of yes's and affirmatives went up among the fifty, each of them bowing their heads.
Domination laughed inside of Spike's head. "Wonderful to see your accepting your new role. I trust in the future there will be no more doubts, right?"
Punishment laughed. "Yeah boss, you had us really worried there. We thought you were gonna kill us! That'd be suicide!"
Spike ignored his gem's laughter as he turned to Pharynx. "Pharynx, would you be a dear and take them back to the citadel? I need to decide what to do with a certain Lord."
"Certainly," Pharynx responded as he stepped forward. "Changelings, escort our newest subjects back to the citadel. Dragons, stand ready."
Spike turned back to the Kitsune as they slowly got to their feet, and followed after Pharynx. The changelings flanked their sides, leading them back towards their new home. Spike smirked, it was time to return to his citadel.
"You know, if we could just figure out how to make them breed," Domination said. "We could have ourselves a nice little slave race. Not as nice as the Changelings, of course, but certainly useful."
"Oh yes," Punishment agreed. "They would certainly make great house servants. Or doggies."
Spike laughed, before he turned towards Kisano, who was merely staring at his people as they were marched away.
"And now, what should I do with you..."