In the morning, Anastasia is awakened by a hard, armored boot, kicking her in the face, followed by a Guard blowing a bronze-colored horn nearby. “Wake up, it’s time to get moving for the castle.” he says, the Guard beside him nodding his head, before grabbing Ignia by the arm and tugging her to her feet before she has even woke up fully, causing her to stumble. All around Anastasia, the tent is shaking as it’s taken down. The Guards, rather than waiting for Anastasia to wake up fully, three of the four Guards grabbing her by her shoulders and arm, before shoving her and Ignia out of the tent.
Outside, all of the tents were being taken down, however it only takes a few minutes to take down the entire camp, due to how many Guards were working at it. Anastasia can also see that the Mercenaries that had gone to the city had already returned, and were at the front of the massive camp, them and the other Guards making their way towards the Barton Wetlands. Suddenly, Anastasia and Ignia are sprayed, from behind, with a gray liquid like that which was in the tub at the Inn. When she turns to face the source, a Barton Guard is holding a tank of Gray Water, with a nozzle attached. He sprays them again, the liquid being cold as ice, until the cum is washed out of their clothes and off their skin, then four Guards approach them, fixing their clothes back into place. “There, can’t have you looking like that when we present you to Lord Barton.” he says. Ignia doesn’t respond, she merely sniffles. After a moment, she suddenly straightens up “Hey, where’s Idalia?” she whispers to Anastasia.
As if in reply, a pair of Guards arrive at their location, carrying Idalia. While her wounds have been healed again, and she has apparently been cleaned, including her clothes, her eyes have vacant, glazed over stare as when Anastasia had freed her from captivity. The Guards try to set her on the ground, so she could walk with the other prisoners, however she crumples to the ground. “Stand up, 02, we’re not carrying you all the way there.” says one of the Guards, however Idalia doesn’t reply. The Guards wait a moment longer, however Idalia remains completely still on the ground. One of the two Guards gets tired of waiting, and kicks her in the stomach, the force of the blow causing Idalia to roll across the ground until she rests at Anastasia’s feet. She doesn’t make a sound, nor does she move. The two Guards look at each other and groan, before grabbing her by the shoulders and starting to carry her forward towards the wetlands. Their course is interrupted when one of the Guards up ahead screams out “05 INCOMING, PREPARE FOR BATTLE!” however before the Guards can turn around, the large squad behind Anastasia and her companions are suddenly launched overhead and crash into the ground. When Anastasia turns towards the source, Ilaria can be seen stabbing two Guards through the guts which her vines, while deflecting a nearby Guard’s sword strike with her mirror. She quickly charges forward towards Ignia and Anastasia, extending one of her vines towards Anastasia’s shackles, however before it can get near her, Lisette appears, slashing the vine with her blade. “I thought we’d have to look for you, but you seem to have delivered yourself.” she says, as Kadelynn and Seraphine were attempting to catch up to her from the front of the squad gathering.
Anastasia really couldn’t help but groan and curse a little as she found her awakening gift to be a boot to the face. She’s had worse ways to wake up, but it was still quite unpleasant and made her want to rip the guys leg off. Even moreso as she is dragged outside along with Ignia. Eventually she managed to get herself up, wanting to rub her eyes but instead having to rely on just blinking really hard for a while. She was very slightly impressed at how fast they could build and tear down the base, even moreso it wasn’t raided by who knows what lurked at night. She didn’t have much time to ponder that until her train of thought was interrupted by the splash of cold grey water that hit her back. She grumbles more and looks back to see what was happening. “Geez how thoughtful of you guys.” She mumbles sarcastically. When they finally finished, she looks towards Ignia and shrugs. “How should I kno-” as if on que, some guards come in with Idalia in their hands, kicking her across the ground to her feet. She winced in annoyance, more at herself and the situation causing her to be able to not be able to do anything about their treatment of Idalia. She wanted to pick her up and carry her, but with her arms tied up and the guards watching, she could only stare down at her with a feeling of pure resentment for the Bartons. This couldn’t get any worse. Of course, as soon as she thought that it got worse as vines suddenly began erupting from the ground. Looking up, she noticed Ilaria just as the other Bartons did. Anastasia immediately yanked against the chains and looked towards Ilaria, bewildered and very concerned. “Get out of here you fucking idiot! If us three couldn’t fend them off you don’t have a chance in hell, get out of here right now!” She screams at Ilaria, continuing to futilely yank against the chains.
Ilaria either doesn’t hear her, or ignores her. She fires out four vines, two of which go into the ground, while the other two fly straight at Lisette. Naturally, Lisette blocks the two with her sword, while the ones that had gone underground fly straight at Anastasia’s cuffs, however Lisette jumps backwards, past Anastasia, then cuts both of those as well, seemingly knowing where the vines were going to pop out of the ground, causing Ilaria’s eyes to widen in shock. While Ilaria is distracted by Lisette, three Guards charge at her from behind, swinging their weapons at her, however she uses her mirror to hit all three of them over the head, without turning towards them. The impact causes the guards to be knocked to the ground, tumbling end over end. “Ilaria, run! These mercenaries are the real deal!” Ignia shouts at her. Ilaria merely glances in her direction, but chooses not to run, instead hovering higher into the air and starting to rear her vines back, like coiling snakes. Lisette moves back in front of Anastasia and Ignia, then strikes a battle stance. Ilaria then starts rapidly striking with her vines, each strike as quick as a bullet, however Lisette begins blocking every single one with her weapon. While Ilaria is firing constant vine strikes at Lisette, Kadelyn arrives and charges at her, swinging her Buster Sword at Ilaria, which Ilaria attempts to block with her mirror, too late, causing the mirror to be slammed into her from the force of the blow, knocking Ilaria out of the air and into the ground, causing her to bounce against it before hovering back into the air, a grimace on her face. Just as she recovers, however, Lisette appears behind her and stabs her through her lower back, causing Ilaria to scream in pain and hover away in panic, her scream sounding like nails on a chalkboard, just as it had when Anastasia had fought her at the Barton Castle. Once again, before she can fully recover, Kadelynn charges up behind her and slams her in the side with her Buster Sword, cutting into her hip and knocking her back, causing her to slam into a nearby Bone Tree, the force of the impact breaking the trunk and causing it to fall over ontop of her. Kadelynn starts approaching the falling tree “If she sees her companions in shackles, I don’t get what would make her think she can defeat their opponents alone.” she says, before grabbing the tree and slowly lifting it. When she lifts the tree, Ilaria is lying on the ground, however her eyes immediately shoot open and she uses one of her vines to whip Kadelynn in the face, causing her to stumble back, blood trickling from the tiny scratch the attack had left. While she’s staggered, Ilaria’s hair slowly grows down to her feet and turns black, her eyes turn green, her clothes grow longer and turn dark blue and black, while the flower in her hair turns navy blue, and her mirror turns white. “They’ll never find your bodies.” Ilaria says. Her voice is high-pitched, smooth and refined, each syllable carefully articulated, as she hovers back into the air and starts raining vine strikes upon Kadelynn, every single hit being deflected off of her armor as she raises her arms to block her face. Lisette suddenly appears beside Ilaria and swings at her, only for Ilaria to dodge it, however as she’s evading the hit, a potion strikes her in the face, setting her on fire. Nearby, Seraphine comments “Why don’t you just settle down, we can discuss a compromise over breakfast!” she says, while Ilaria shrieks in pain and hovers backwards, trying to smother the flames by patting herself with her hands. Kadelynn recovers from the hits by Ilaria’s vines and charges at Ilaria, swinging her Buster Sword, however Ilaria manages to evade, even while on fire, only for a pair of Barton Guards to swing their weapons at her. She quickly lowers herself into the ground, avoiding the high strike and taking the second in her arm, creating a small wound, which immediately begins bleeding. Ilaria twirls several vines around each other, forming a drill, then uses it to create a hole in the ground, which she hovers into. Lisette runs over to the hole and peers inside “She’s escaping! Kadelynn, hit her!” she shouts, to which Kadelynn responds by running forward and slamming her Buster Sword into the ground. While Ilaria can be heard crying out from beneath the ground, she erupts from the ground further away, almost immediately after, with the fire out and a new massive wound in her shoulder, then uses her vines like spider legs to carry herself away quickly, as she transforms back into her normal form. Kadelynn kicks some of the powder on the ground, in frustration, shouting “She got away! Sirius damnit!”, after which Lisette pats her on the shoulder “It’s alright, we still have the others.”, after which the two and Seraphine start making their way to the front again, while the Barton Guards start gathering the bodies of the Guards Ilaria had killed.
Anastasia growled in frustration when Ilaria clearly ignored them, Ana wouldn’t believe that she didn’t hear her. So clearly she was just being a complete and total dumbass! “By Avenir I swear if you get caught I am going to be so fucking pissed off!” She shouts to deaf ears as she watches Ilaria attempt to be the hero. Due to just being an observer Ana could keep track of this fight better than the previous ones, so she could tell exactly when Ilaria began losing and was really going to stand no chance. She could tell Ilaria severely underestimated her opponents for whatever reason, perhaps still arrogant and thinking nothing could beat her even though Ana had proved that wrong a while ago. Despite this, there was a slight glimmer of hope as she saw Ilaria change in the same kind of way the rest of the chimera’s did. Maybe Ilaria had some ace up her sleeve that she could use now. It was a silly line of thinking, and Ana knew it, but she still held on to that faint glimmer of hope for the few seconds she could become it became clear Ilaria had no such ace in the hole. It took a few moments, but after a bit she seemed to suddenly realize that Ilaria talked. Anastasia blinked a few times, attempting to process the information and what she said. Her voice was unexpectedly pleasant to listen to, it reminded her of her own people. “Wait what she can talk?” She spouts at Ignia, confusion evident in her voice. As Anastasia contemplated this revelation, Ilaria finally seemed to realize there was no winning this fight, and so Ana let out a sigh of relief when she saw Ilaria begin to make her escape, momentarily worried when the mercenaries attempted to stop her, but when it was clear she was going to escape Ana smiled and shook her head. “Dumbass is lucky, but at least she got away, hopefully she’ll do the smart thing and stay out of this.” Ana says more to herself than anything, though in a way she was speaking to Ignia as well. Too bad Ilaria couldn’t of gotten more guards than she did, would of helped out a lot.
Ignia shakes her head “No, I’ve never heard her speak before!” she says, a look of horror on her face as she watches Ilaria getting thrashed in her fight. She visibly relaxes when Ilaria makes her retreat, despite the massive wound in her shoulder. She then thinks to add to her response “I’ve also n-never seen her transform… uhm… I’m guessing it’s a result of her transformation...” she says. She starts to add something else, however she’s interrupted when one of the Guards beats her over the head with the hilt of his sword, causing her to cry out and start sniffling as tears fill her eyes, holding her head through her hood. “No discussing escape plans!” he says, then raises his weapon to strike her again, however Lisette grabs his wrist and glares at him “None of that. Shame on you.” she says, after which the Guard jerks his arm out of her grip and stomps off. As Lisette turns to leave, her eyes meet Anastasia’s, and for the briefest of moments, she looks ashamed, however she quickly catches up with the other two mercenaries again as they move towards the front. “Sh-she stopped him from hitting me again... ” Ignia murmurs. Meanwhile, the Guards load their dead up into a metal contraption, with treads and a giant steam engine, then two Guards pick Idalia up off the ground and begin carrying her. A group of six Guards make their way over to Anastasia and Ignia and shove them forward so that they are forced to begin walking with the rest of the legion.
Anastasia was more than a little surprise that Ignia hasn’t heard Ilaria’s voice either, nor seen her transformation. It seemed there was a lot more to Ilaria then even the other Chimera’s knew. Ana wanted to learn more about her, and all of them really. Assuming she ever got the chance after all of this. She jerks her head at the guard that hits Ignia at that moment, growling before one of the mercenary girls, Lisette or something like that from what Ana heard stop him from going any further. Anastasia locks eyes with her for the briefest moment, and she swears she could see disapproval in her eyes. Her actions seems to support this, as well as Ignia’s words. “Perhaps she has an ounce of humanity in her unlike these guys.” She states flatley, looking at the metal contraption the Bartons were using. She hasn’t seen many of those, but they appeared every now and again, she forgot what they were called though. When she was then shoved forward, she grumbles irritably but starts walking.
It doesn’t take long for the group to reach the Barton Wetlands, where their feet begin sinking into the ground with every step. The Bartons, much like everyone else, swing wide around the water. Despite the long trip, the Guards do not seem to tire, and never rest, despite Seraphine complaining constantly from the front about how tired she is and how her feet hurt, begging for a break. Ignia leans on Anastasia as they walk, and grumbles “I f-feel like my legs… uh… are going to f-fall off...”, letting out a loud sigh. After many miles, the group finally reaches the castle, a massive stone fortress with a thick black metal door, and the Barton Insignia on banners draped over the walls. As they approach, the door moves outward, then slide open. The Guards then shove Anastasia and Ignia through the door, into large, wide open room, with a gray throne with red cushions on it. Lord Barton was sitting on the throne when the Guards and the Mercenaries were brought in. “Oh, what a pleasant surprise, you actually brought two of my Zero-Units back.” he says, with a small smile. Lord Barton, strangely, seemed to look a bit younger, his beard trimmed, and his hair much thicker, both now blond with only patches of gray in them. He also didn’t look nearly as frail as before, instead he looked muscular. The Mercenaries stepped before him, Kadelynn grabbing Ignia by the arm, though not roughly, while two Guards laid Idalia down on the red carpet that covered the stone floor. “Not only did we bring two of them, we also brought the Wraith that had given you so much trouble.” Kadelynn said, as four Barton Guards forced Anastasia forward beside Ignia, who looks incredibly nervous standing there in front of Lord Barton.”Emmaculate, now, take her and 02 to the same cell, and take 07 to her own cell.” he says, to which the Guards respond by doing exactly that, dragging Idalia by her shoulders while four Guards shove Anastasia down a red-carpeted stone stairway, down stone halls and into the metal room with the tubes containing the clones. The Guards shove Anastasia into a metal hallway, and into a round, black metal room, where the Guards chain Anastasia to the ceiling, her arms held above her head. The other Guard carelessly drops Idalia a short distance away, where she remains limp and lifeless.
Anastasia fortunately didn’t have the problem the mercenaries and Ignia were seeming to have. The walk really wasn’t all that bad, especially since she’s walked from Azraq to the castle before. It was pretty standard, and she was a little surprised that not only the mercenaries were getting tired but Ignia too. She didn’t really say anything to Ignia cause of that, only giving her a look of ‘really?’ The remaining walk to the castle was simultaneously long but instant. As if it seemed like it was taking forever yet also happened really fast. A weird feeling to be sure. When they did make it to the castle, Anastasia happily pictured it on fire with large parts of it reduced to ash with that old fart Barton himself on fire screaming in agony. Ah that would be a great sight to behold. Unfortunately, the castle was as pristine and immaculate as ever, no doubt trying to be just as if not more fancy then a Spectross dwelling which made it all the worse. Anastasia kept a relatively straight face through the halls though, memories of her previous especade here flowing in her mind. When they reached Barton, Anastasia was a little confused at first, it was like they were talking to an entirely different person. Once it became clear that was indeed Barton though, Anastasia smirks. “Wow you look better than I imagine, how many dicks did you have to suck to look like that?” Anastasia cackled at him, not really caring for any retaliation by the guards, however Barton and his Guards completely ignore her. Unfortunately she couldn’t berate him any more than that as she was led down the stone hallways that she once snuck through a good while before. She was then tied up to chains amusingly, and hoisted up near the ceiling, her own chains swirling around her, scraping against the Barton’s chains with bright white sparks like some kind of jealous lover. “Well, this sucks.” She huffs to herself and looks over at Idalia, frowning and sighing. “Yea… This really fucking sucks.”
Idalia and Anastasia are left there for what seems like days, however there’s no view of the outside from within the room, and no clock. Idalia merely lays on the floor, completely still, her eyes glazed over, the entire time. Finally, Anastasia hears a voice being carried through the room with a device similar to the one used in Cielo to announce when they’re entering turbulence. “Hello, Wraith woman. I know that you’ve already been interrogated before, however I must do so myself to ensure results.”, it was Lord Barton’s voice, and as he spoke, a group of seven Guards entered the room, one of the kneeling over Idalia and waving his hand in front of her face, which she didn’t respond to either. One of the other Guards was carrying a Steam Drill, while another was carrying a box of screws, and yet another was carrying a black
visor with two round pieces with antennas that looked as though they went on the wearer’s temples. “As you can see, we have brought a special item with us this time, and believe it or not, this is not for torturing you. It is actually for controlling 02, as she is my property and has proven herself willful. Now, if you turn over ALL of the other Zero-Units, you can leave with her.” he explains, pausing a moment before continuing “Now, where are 01, 03, 04, 05, and 06?” he asks.
Anastasia was becoming very worried about Idalia as time passed, she was positive she was alive still, but the complete lack of any response for days even with Ana’s prodding was something she wasn’t able to handle well mentally. The days that passed turned Ana into a bit of a wreck even if she was outwardly silent. More so from the lack of literally anything from both Idalia and the world around here. She was thirsty and hungry and tired. Finally though, something happened. It wasn’t a particularly good something, but in a strange way, it was better than nothing. It was somewhat laughable though, she still really didn’t understand why they tried giving them an excuse to do whatever it was they were going to do when it should be obvious really had no idea. What the old piece of shit greatly worried her, but even if she did want to give him the info, she couldn’t, for she didn’t know. “Well… For one thing what you ask of me is impossible as your oh so vigilant scouts and guards said that they never seen me with 1 or 3. Meaning you know I haven’t the faintest clue. And for another I am not sure how long I’ve been here, but I don’t think they stay in one place twiddling their thumbs. I can point you roughly where I last saw them, by the colosseum and Kort, where the mercenaries found me. But, I have no doubt you already searched the nearby area’s there and found nothing, and so beyond that I do not know. Why bother asking? You know I do not know.” Anastasia states quite emotionlessly, dreading what they may attempt to do with Idalia.
The Guards patiently waited after Anastasia had spoke, then finally, after a moment, Lord Barton spoke again “So, you deny ever seeing 01 or 03, and then give us places we already checked? I severely overestimated how much you care about this one, Wraith woman. Perhaps she’s only a tool to you.” he says. “Guards, you know what to do.” he says. The Guards then grab Idalia by the shoulders and tugs her onto her knees, then places the visor over her eyes, lining the round gray sections up with her temples. The Guard with the drill then uses it to put a screw into each of the round metal parts, attaching the visor to her head, before letting her crumple back to the ground once to part is on, one of the Guards commenting “Is she even alive? She hasn’t even blinked”. Lord Barton then speaks again “02, stand.” he says, at which point Idalia’s eyes glow red and she slowly and stiffly stands back up, one hand on her hip. “Good, good. Now, punch the Wraith woman in the face.” he says. Idalia’s eyes glow red once again, then she moves towards Anastasia, and after hesitating for the briefest of moments, she strikes Anastasia directly in the cheek, the hit feeling as though an Ogre had hit her upside the face with a mace.
Anastasia couldn’t help but laugh at Barton’s words. She seriously didn’t understand what the point of all this theatrics were. Just do whatever the hell you were going to do. “You’re either telling a very elongated and dumb joke, or you’re retarded. Unfortunately I don’t think you’re retarded, so I’m not sure why you’re still acting like you give a shit about what I say.” Anastasia then looks over to what they were doing to Idalia and growls, straining against the chains. “Get your putrid hands off her!” She shouts at them, though she knew they wouldn’t listen. She could only watch in apprehension as they did… whatever it was they were doing to her. When they finally finished, Anastasia looks over to where she thinks the speakers were coming from. “The fuck did you do to her?” Just as she asks that, Barton speaks and Ida stands. Anastasia looks over at her, confusion evident on her face. “What the fuck?” She mummers, that confusion only becomes more compounded when Idalia gets told to not just punch her in the face, but she actually listens! Well, clearly not her, that device obviously controlled her somehow so it wasn’t like Idalia was actually punching her, yet it was still a very strange and unpleasant feeling to get punched by her hand. She moves her jaw around, making sure it didn’t break, which it thankfully didn’t. “He didn’t tell you how hard to punch me, you could of had some restraint.” She says more timidly now. Unsure exactly how that device worked. She then looks at the ceiling again. “You guys sure have no limit to what you’re willing to do don’t you?” She shouts before frowning and looking at Idalia, wondering just how far they are willing to take this.
Lord Barton speaks again “You may have noticed that she’s not quite herself, and I’m sure that from your last visit here, you’re fully aware that the arts we have harnessed are not what’s common among the Chaldeans.” he paused and then gave Idalia another order “02, begin dancing.” he says, after which Idalia turns her back to Anastasia, then begins slowly shaking her hips as she waves her arms at her sides. After another moment, Lord Barton gives her another order “02, cease, then await further instructions.” Idalia then snaps to attention and stands as still as a statue. “What I’ve done is take control back from my property. Your companion no longer exists, though truthfully you never had any claim to my property in the first place. Unfortunately, I only had one on hand, but rest assured, I’ll be doing the same to every 0-Unit I reclaim.” he then pauses once again, seemingly thinking to himself. “I’m not sure what to do with you. You’re clearly not useful, but you also hinder my plans. I don’t want to just kill you, but I certainly can’t let you go.” he says, then he goes silent, as if waiting for Anastasia to reply.
Anastasia rolls her eyes and nods. “Yea, I do have a working pair of eyes so I did notice you guys had a bit of a knack for doing crazy shit, not that its all that impressive compared to what’s in Solstace.” She didn’t actually know what was in Solstace, but she’s heard stories from fellow Spectross, and she was pretty certain even with what they had it would be a very silly proposition to extend their influence towards Solstace if that is what Barton planned to do. Regardless, it was still quite unnerving having Idalia do whatever the fuck Barton told her to do.Her face controted in disgust as Barton went on a tangent about Idalia being property, it was such a abhorrent concept. Avenir hated those taking advantage of the weak, and such talk and acts was about as low as you could go in that sense. “You say that as if living things can be property. Such words guarantees your fate in the eyes of Avenir.” She barks at them, only to have him start rambling about what to do with her. “Oh my what charity, not wanting to kill me. Congrats, you surpassed my expectations of what I expect from you.” She says, sarcastic as ever.
Barton laughs when Anastasia mentioned Solstace, but doesn’t comment, then ignores her comment on living things being property. “Well, if you have nothing to recommend to me, I suppose I’ll get to my other work. Now that I have 02 and 07 again, I can construct more.” he says, before presumably leaving. With Lord Barton gone, the soldiers make their way over to Idalia, one waving his hand in front of her face, while another pokes her arm. “Hmm. She seems completely unresponsive when not being given instructions.” one comments, while another adds “I wonder if she takes orders from just Lord Barton, or from us as well?” before pausing. One of the other Guards steps in front of her, then reaches over and gropes her left breast visibly roughly. Idalia doesn’t respond to the act, continuing to remain completely still. A fourth Guard decides to try giving her instructions “Uhh… 02, do a backflip!” he says, and behind his helmet, one could probably guess he was grinning like an idiot. Idalia, without hesitating, does a graceful backflip, landing on her feet. The Guards all clap and high-five each other, while two give each other a fistbump, with a loud clang as their gauntlets connect. “Wait, wait, wait. I remember this one being incredibly agile, she can do way more than a backflip.” another says, before clearing his throat “02, do a corkscrew backflip, into six backhandsprings, then end with a triple frontflip.” he says, snickering. Idalia does as commanded, gracefully performing a perfect corkscrew backflip into six backhandsprings, ending with a triple frontflip, almost running out of room as she performs the feat. The Guards all exchange highfives, slapping each other on the backs. One of the other Guards comments “Lord Barton should have gotten one of these so much sooner, with these visors, they make such amusing toys.” he says, slapping another on the back. “My turn!” says another Guard, cracking his fingers “02, breakdance!” he says, the other Guards nodding eagerly. Idalia drops down on the floor, then begins swinging her legs around in a circle, using only her hands to hold herself up, then flips over onto her head and starts using her hands to spin herself around, kicking her legs in the air, ending by flipping back over onto her feet. The Guards all exchange more back-slaps and high-fives.
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The Guards having Idalia perform acrobatic stunts and acting silly goes on for what seems like many hours, until finally one of theGuards stops the scene by speaking up “Wait, we have, right here, a cute… girl-looking monster thing. Are we just going to make this an acrobatics show?” he asks, but without waiting for an answer, he gives her his own orders “02, take off your hoodie thing and your shirt.” he says, smugly. The Guards all look really interested, and remain silent as Idalia unzips the hoodie, then her leather shirt, slipping them off and dropping them on the floor, exposing her pale skin and her black bra with the yellow edges. “Very nice, Lord Barton does good work.” one of the Guards says, making his way behind her and groping her breasts roughly, all of the Guards snickering.
Anastasia shrugs in the chains and nods. “Yea ok, see you fucktard.” She grumbles. When she sees the remaining guards start prodding at Idalia, she pretty much knew exactly what would happen next. These fucks would start using her body for their own amusement while Ana could only sit there and watch… Again. Except… They didn’t, at least, not for a long time. Ana was quite surprised yet relieved they only made her do some acrobatics, dancing, singing, and whatever else their little minds came up with, some of it was actually pretty impressive even after all Ana has saw from her. Since when could she bounce off walls like that? Though, after a while it started becoming somewhat annoying, after the first hour or however long they started repeating commands since they seem to have forgotten already what she did before. And then they got into the really obnoxious things like making her do really high pitched noises and telling really shitty jokes. Then they made the mistake of asking to do the most annoying thing ever and Ana had to try her hardest to scrub that one out of her brain. Though, after an eternity, they finally started doing what Ana suspected they would at first. At that moment Ana realized the obnoxious stuff really wasn’t all that bad compared to this. She grimaces and hopes that these idiots would at least be gentle with her unlike the bastards from the last time this happened.
Te Guard that was groping Idalia stops and gives her another order “02, give me a blowjob!” he says. Idalia gets on her knees and undoes his armor and slips his cock out of his pants, then takes his tip into her mouth and starts slowly bobbing her head. As she does so, one of the other Guards slips his cock out as well and gets down on the floor “02, ride my cock!” he says, then she slips the crotch of her panties aside and lowers herself onto him, without getting wet, but doesn’t show any pain as he enters her. She starts slowly raising and lowering her hips as she bobs her head on the other Guard’s cock. Two of the other Guards quickly close the gap between them, and one of them orders Idalia to jerk them both off, which she does, slowly running her hands up and down their shafts, without stopping either of her other two activities. The remaining two Guards watch on, one commenting to the other “I’m really not sure what we would do if we were to join them, should we just wait out turn?” the other pauses for a moment, then glances over at Anastasia, then back to Idalia “Well, there’s one other woman in the room.” he says, then the other replies “I’ve never fucked a Spectross before...” then coughs “Or anything else...” he mumbles. The two Guards then make their way over to Anastasia, one stepping behind her and spreading her legs by grabbing her thighs, and the other grabbing her pants and starting to rip at the crotch. He tugs her panties down to her thighs, then hs eyes widen through the eye slot in his helmet “Sweet Sirius, what the fuck!” he shouts. The other looks alarmed, while the Guards molesting the mind-controlled Idalia don’t seem to notice. The one behind Anastasia looks over her shoulder and down at her crotch asking “What’s wro-” stopping dead when he sees Anastasia’s cock “... Unholy Tenebris, what the fuck.” he mutters, each Guard looking at their own cocks in disappointment.
Anastasia grimaces further and then looks away as ‘Idalia’ seems to enthusiastically obey their commands, it was sickening to watch. Yet despite what everything in her mind says she could feel her cock slightly harden at the sight. Truly she was as disgraceful as these Bartons. In some weird way, she was thankful that the two guards that approached her could provide some kind of distraction. She would much rather see them attempt and struggle at getting themselves off with Ana then seeing Idalia do all of that even if she was mind controlled. It didn’t stop her from trying to kick one in the face when they approached though despite the chains holding her down. Her own chains rattled as they attempted to unhinge themselves from the Barton chains, small sparks flying onto the ground as they do so. When they take Ana’s pants and panties off, revealing her cock, she can’t help but snort when she hears their reactions. “Well, I know you said you never had a fuck before, but you never seen a cock?” She teases, before looking towards their crotches and smiling wider. “Oh sorry, a real cock I mean.” It was the same line she said last time, but she still was proud of it. She continues to feel the chains, and realizes that they were looser than expected, and so goes for the kick again, this time the chain just goes along with her foot and her boot connects with the guards face, sending him practically flying into the far wall, causing Anasastia to laugh at how weak he must be to get so far from just a kick.
The Guard’s helmet dents from the kick and the force sends him tumbling end over end into the wall. The impact leaves him unconscious and the second Guard first cries out, then crouches down and tightens the chains so that she can’t kick anymore. He starts to comment on her ridiculing and the kick, but seemingly decides his words would be wasted. He instead grabs her thighs again and rams his cock into her pussy from behind, letting out a moan from behind her. He then starts slowly thrusting in and out of her, while she’s left to watch Idalia pleasure the four other conscious Guards at once having now started deepthroating the one in front of her at his command, while increasing the pace with her hands as she jerks off the other two, again at their command. Meanwhile the Guard beneath her that she had been ordered to ride was now holding her hips and pulling her down in time with his thrusts, only pausing to reach up to her chest and tug her bra up to expose her breasts.
Anastasia continues to snicker as the other guard secures her, attempts to whack him with the chains but all they can do is just strain as they attempt to move away from the other chains they were attached to, though occasionally he got close enough they could lightly tap his helmet with a small ‘tink’ sound. She was a little disappointed he didn’t respond, wanting to pick him apart further but he just decided to get along with his business, not even going to check on his friend like some assholes that he was. She moves her back when he goes behind her, bumping him a little but not accomplishing much else. With a huff she stops trying to get at him, realizing it was futile, and sort of watching sort of not watching Idalia pleasure the guards. She wondered if she could get Idalia to listen to her, no matter how simple to command, at least something that she could do to get Idalia to snap out of it in the tiniest of ways.
The Guard starts thrusting in and out of Anastasia slowly, each thrust causing her to sway as much as the Guard’s grip allowed, his moans coming out loud and clear with every thrust. He doesn’t seem to notice his helmet being tapped, nor Anastasia bumping against his chest, due to his armor. Meanwhile, the Guard fucking Idalia’s mouth had grabbed onto the sides of her head and was now roughly thrusting to the back of her throat, while the Guard beneath her had picked up his pace greatly, all four Guards letting out loud moans with every thrust and every stroke. The Guard behind Anastasia lets go of one of her thighs, not actually needing to hold each one to continue what he was doing, and reached up to her chest, groping her right breast hard.
Anastasia frowned, she could barely feel him inside her, she felt the slapping and thrusts more than his actually so called dick. This was a pretty bad situation, despite her best efforts her body was betraying her mind and seeming to enjoy the sight of the situation Idalia was in, her cock was at full mast anyway which said everything Ana needed to know. Curse this new body and its insatiable desires. It was getting really annoying how easily she got hard anymore. To try and take her mind off it, she looks behind her, grinning again. “Have you put it in yet?” She says with clear mocking in her voice.
The Guard growled when she mocked him, and groped her breast much harder with his metal gauntlet as he continued to thrust into her. He also used his other hand to grab her shaft and began jerking her off furiously. Despite her comment having clearly annoyed him, his moans only continued as her fucked her. Meanwhile, the Guard thrusting into Idalia’s throat reached orgasm and started holding her in place as he emptied his cum into her mouth, spasming and crying out in ecstacy. Despite his reaction to his orgasm, the volume of cum that he had spilled into her mouth seemed small, as not a single drop was spilled. The Guard that was beneath her also cried out in pleasure as he fired off several loads into her pussy, causing it to leak out onto her thighs. The other two Guards, meanwhile, had not reached orgasm yet, but with the Guard that was thrusting into her mouth having finished, one of them ordered Idalia to use her breasts to get him off. He placed his cock between her exposed breasts, she and the Guard each used one hand to press her breasts together and he started thrusting slowly, while she continued jerking off the other Guard. The Guard beneath her didn’t seem finished, as he grabbed her hips again and resumed thrusting after his orgasm had finished.
Anastasia tried to place more attention at the faggot attempting to get her off, it sucked but it was better than watching Idalia get gangbanged in such a way. Anastasia started rolling her eyes as she felt the guard jerk her off as fast as he could, clearly he had no idea how to properly please someone which shouldn’t come to any surprise. She grunts a little at how sloppily he stroked her, it was obvious he really had no idea what the fuck he was doing, and the fact she was so big seemed to confuse him as he positioned his hand in multiple places trying to find a good spot. “Yeesh you really have no idea to please a lady.” She comments, just as she says that the sound of the guards orgasming in front of her brought her attention back to that. It was fucking weird to see Idalia fuck them so emotionlessly, neither enjoying nor not enjoying it, it was such a alien concept, yet seeing her so willingly… unwillingly. Whatever the fuck that could be considered go at it was still some what of a turn on.
The Guard stops momentarily to remove his gauntlet, then resumes jerking Anastasia off vigorously while groping her through her top and ramming his cock in and out of her. He was now grunting with every thrust, between his moans of pleasure, the grunts indicating that he was now holding in his orgasm as he fucked her. Meanwhile, the Guard receiving a tit-job from Idalia ordered her to start moaning with each of the Guard beneath her’s thrusts, which she did, starting to let out soft, high-pitched moans with every thrust as the Guard beneath her pulled her into each of his thrusts, causing her semen to spill out and coat her thighs. The Guard that she was jerking off let out one more moan, then spasmed as he fired off three cumshots into her face and hair. He then joined the Guard that she had sucked off in watching the others finish up, perverted expressions on their faces.
Anastasia snorts when the guy seems to realize metal isn’t a great feeling when trying to get someone off, took him long enough anyway. She did have to admit it felt a lot better without metal scraping against it, but she still wasn’t about to let this guy have the pleasure of finishing second or whatever his game was. Except that became a much harder goal when she heard Idalia start moaning. She knew it wasn’t a real moan, she could tell from the tone but it was still a sound she loved to hear, her cock almost immediately start leaking pre when that happens, though she tries to otherwise not react to it so the dumbass doesn’t catch on. The pre coats the guys hand, probably just as much as entire orgasm for him if she had to guess. “Would you look at that, you’re doing something right for once.” She growls out, not exactly able to deny the pre leaking from her cock. Even her pussy was starting to feel good, though it still felt annoyingly empty.
The Guard continues stroking her as he uses his other hand to pull her top down, then uses it to rip her body suit open, exposing her bra, then pulling that down as well to expose her breasts. He then gropes her breast and kneads it with his hand as he further intensifies his thrusts into her pussy, his precum starting to leak inside her. He growls again, outside his normal interval, when she makes fun of him, but his moans and normal growling doesn’t stop. Meanwhile, the Guard thrusting between Idalia’s breasts spasms as he orgasms, his cumshots firing off onto her face, hair, and breasts. The Guard beneath Idalia further intensifies his thrusts and orgasms again, firing off several more loads into Idalia’s pussy, causing it to overflow out onto her thighs.
Anastasia grunts when the guard starts pulling her one-piece open and played with her breasts, her cock dripping more and more precum as he continued to jerk her off. Anastasia was starting to realize that at some point she was going to cum, the sounds Idalia was making really sealed that fate. It also turned out that moment would come sooner than she though, as it wasn’t long before she let out a soft moan and her cock stiffened, shooting out gigantic globs of cum onto the ground and down her cock, splattering sounds echo through the room as it falls onto the ground, a small puddle forming beneath her feet. There was more in that one orgasm then all of these guys outputted combined this entire time. Once she was done, she grimaced and cursed softly, realizing that she came not just to these assholes touch but to Idalia getting banged as well.
The Guard shivers, then cums at the same time as Anastasia, firing off three loads into her pussy, a small amount leaking out of her pussy and down her thighs. The amount that the Guard had fired off into her was among the smallest cumshots Anastasia had ever felt, though the Guard seemed satisfied. He pulled out of her and backed off, commenting “If my performance was so pathetic, your standards for pleasure are very low.”. Meanwhile, the two Guards that were fucking Idalia pulled out of her, leaving her sitting in the tiny puddle on the ground, awaiting further command. Though, the Guards neglected to give her a command, the four over on that side of the room instead grabbing the knocked-out Guard by the leg and carelessly dragging him away and out of the room. Though, the Guard that had fucked Anastasia chose to stay, approaching Idalia and putting his hand on her shoulder, murmuring something about how it was now his turn. “02, ride my cock and make out with me.” he says, his voice betraying the perverted expression on his face beneath the helmet. He sat on the floor, leaning against the wall, then pulled his helmet off, setting it on the ground. His face, much like Lord Barton’s, was flawless, and he had short blond hair and blue eyes. Idalia obediently climbed onto his lap, grabbing his cock and guiding it into her pussy, letting out not a sound as it entered her. Before she could follow through with his other command, he gave her another order “Moan with every thrust, too...” he says, causing her to give a very late moan, intended to make up for the one she didn’t give as he slid into her. He then grabbed her hips and began slowly thrusting into her as he gave her a sloppy and inexperienced kiss. For what felt like somewhere short of an hour, the Guard thrusts into her at a steady pace, as the two kiss and she moans into his mouth, in the exact same tone as before. Finally, the Guard spasms, hilts his cock into her and lets out a cry of pleasure as he cums into her, the excess cum spilling out of her pussy in small amounts. He then gently pushes her off of him and fixes his armor back into place. “02, go take a shower and wash your clothes… then go ask the Guards in the training yard what you can do for them.” he says, standing up and leaving, Idalia following him out, fixing her clothes back into place as she does.
Anastasia grunts at the guards words, moving around a little in her chains. “If so, you admit that you are indeed pathetic.” She states, not really caring what it says about her, and more about making sure he feels like shit. When the other guards leave, she was a little relieved, but only a little as the one that jerked her decided to stay. And of course he decides he wants to mess around with Idalia as well. He takes his sweet team about it to, but she tries not to let it get to her, it was arguably better than what was happening just beforehand, and regardless it isn’t actually her, its something else so it doesn’t count. At least, that’s what she tells herself for the length of time she kissed the guard. She couldn’t wait till this place burned to the ground. Finally though, he finished as well. Though annoyingly he makes Idalia leave the room and talk to more guards, who will do who knows what to her, but Ana chooses to believe they’ll at least be gentle with her, knowing they wouldn’t damage her in anyway lest they gather Barton’s wrath. So there she remains, dangling on the chains and back to plotting plans on how to torture Barton and his stupid blond face.
After what seems like hours, Anastasia can hear the door to her cell unlocking. The door opens, then Idalia enters the room, her clothes having been changed, now leaving her in a pair of red and black leather shorts, and a matching leather shirt, each having the sides red, with a very wide gray stripe down the center and back of each, and the Barton Emblem on the right breast, in pure black, matching her stockings and knee-high boots. In her black hair was a red ribbon, and her movements were stiff, as if she were a machine. She then sits down at the edge of the room, beside the door, lowers her head to stare at the floor, then goes still as a statue, the dark visor making it nearly impossible to tell where her eyes were actually looking.
Anatasia was so fucking bored, it was almost amazing how much she almost wanted the guards to come back and do something, the pure silence and lack of anything was maddening, she could see why some people employ sensory deprivation as a torture method. Just before Ana felt like she was about to start screaming out in anguish, the door opened, and in came Idalia in a stylish new outfit. It actually looked pretty good all things considered, would be better with out that bastards symbol though. Ana shakes her head and starts to think. Ok, they were alone together now, she had planned to try and figure out if she could give Ida orders herself, and if so, how deep could she go. Anastasia clicks her tongue, trying to think of a good way to test the ability to control her… After a while, she clears her throat and tries to speak in an authoritative tone, similar to what Barton has… Except her Spectross accent was way too thick to accomplish mimicking a lower race’s voice like that. “02, come here.” It was probably the simplest command she can make, and if Idalia couldn’t even do that then there was no way Ana could make her do anything else.
Idalia stays completely still for a long moment while strange red symbols play across her visor, different strings traveling from point to point vertically. The symbols stop, then her eyes glow red as she stands up. She then slowly takes one step after the other, a full second passing between steps, until she stops right in front of Anastasia, standing in the same attentive position as when she had been awaiting orders from the Guards and Barton. Instead of standing as still as a statue, her body was trembling violently, as if a steady electrical current was running through her body and she was in severe pain.
Anastasia held her breath for a moment, but when Idalia got up and began walking towards her, she exhales heavily and lets out a small chuckle and shakes her head. By Avenir it actually worked. It was such a surprise she forgot what the big plan was that she was going to do cause she didn’t actually expect it to work. “Wow ok, uhm, now what.” She says to herself, still amazed. Eventually though, she regains her composure and looks down at Idalia. Ok, keep it simple for now. She put her authoritative voice back on and spoke again. “02, do you have any other aliases?” Ana went to see if Idalia remembered that she was well, Idalia. If she could remember that perhaps she could remember everything else too, if not act upon it.
Idalia’s visor displays the same strange red symbols, running across it vertically for a moment, then her eyes glow red as she responds. “This Unit has been referred to as Idalia Baskerville and The Black Hound of Baskerville. This Unit, however, is 02, and those Instances do not exist.” she says, trembling once again, for a moment, before returning back to the statue-like state at attention.
Anastasia blinks a few times, trying to process what it is she just heard before slowly nodding, the idea of it forming in her head. So, she has her memories still, but they seem to be more like pieces of paper than actual memories. Ok, so now that has been established, Ana needs to try and guide something out of Idalia herself, and not this… Thing. “02, Do you feel any desires or wants?” Anastasia said slowly, trying to articulate her words so there was no misunderstanding. She didn’t expect much out of the question, but she needed to probe what remained of Idalia.
Idalia’s visor displays the same strange red symbols, running across it vertically for a moment, then her eyes glow red as she responds. “This Unit feels nothing.” she says, finally, after which she once again trembles briefly, before snapping right back to attention, completely unmoving.
Anastasia nods slightly. Made sense, about what she was expecting. Ok, lets see what there was about herself that she can find out, maybe she could establish a connecting through herself. “02, what information do you have on a person named Anastasia.” She states, wondering exactly what it is she will hear.
More strange symbols appear across the visor, scrolling upwards vertically. Unlike the first several times, the symbols are appearing as a neon green. This happens for a full minute, despite the high speed at which the symbols moved. Finally, her eyes light up red, and she begins to speak again “Traveling companion of a former Instance of this Unit, met that Instance in the city of Azraq, and traveled to the Colosseum of Fools. Defeated many enemies in conjunction with that Instance. Stole this Unit from Lord Barton, rightful owner and constructor. Displayed great concern when this Unit suffered severe damage. Spectross-Wraith Hybrid. Worshipper of Avenir. Proud, powerful, caring, resilient, beautiful. Object of a previous Instance’s affection-” The visor’s glowing red eyes cut off and the visor flickers for a fraction of a second “-Love-” the red eyes return and Idalia resumes speaking “Known to have stolen other 0-Units from the Barton Castle and Lord Barton. Labeled a thief and an enemy.” she finishes.
Anastasia wasn’t quite expecting the sudden shift in color from those weird symbols, or the time it took to process the question. A minute with absolutely nothing to do but wait takes a lot longer than one might think, and Ana was starting to get slightly worried she might have broken her somehow with how long it seemed to take. Just as she was about to say something, Idalia began speaking and regalling what Idalia knew about Ana. Most of it was roughly what she expected, where they met, what they did and such. But Ana couldn’t help but notice the words used in describing Ana. It was very… positive, and certainly unfitting of what else the thing acting as Idalia was saying. She wasn’t sure if the thing knew what beautiful meant, even if it did, why was it describing Anastasia this way? She thought she heard something else to when it says affection, it faintly sounded like love, but it was hard to tell. Ana blinks a few times before shaking her head, feeling as if maybe there was some of Idalia left, something that she could recover. Ok, let’s see if we can compound that idea. “Are Anastasia’s intentions malicious?” She asks carefully, for once in her life really trying to choose her words with care to get the information she wants out of this thing.
The symbols return once again, this time in their usual red color. After scrolling for a moment, the red eyes return and Idalia speaks again, though her words are spoken more slowly “This Unit does not differentiate, this Unit only follows orders.” she says.
Anastasia frowns a little, but once again it made sense, it wouldn’t hold such ideas so how would it know how to answer that. Anastasia thinks a bit more, how to possibly bring Idalia out? She muses for a few moments on possible ideas, before sighing. She didn’t know how much time they had really, if nothing else, she wanted to do this to satiate herself until she can get Idalia back. “02… Kiss me.” She states somewhat awkwardly, feeling weird saying it in such a manner and so… Cold, it wasn’t what she liked, but it would have to do for now.
The red symbols scroll across her visor for a moment, then wordlessly, Idalia places her hands on Anastasia’s shoulders, then climbs up her body until she can reach her lips, then she gives Anastasia a passionate kiss, wrapping her arms around her for the duration, not only hugging her tightly, but holding herself up, the kiss lasting roughly ten seconds. She then drops back to the floor, takes a step backwards, then snaps back into her attention position, as still as a statue.
Anastasia’s cheeks flush grey as Idalia begins to climb on top of her, nearly forgetting the situation as her arms instinctively try and wrap themselves around Idalia, only to be stopped by the chains. She felt her heart beat faster and a warm feeling spread throughout her body as ‘Idalia’ kisses her. It was an actual kiss, too, she wasn’t quite expecting it, but she feels ‘Idalia’s’ tongue slip inside her mouth, the kiss clearly executed in such a way that reminded Ana of the previous times. Anastasia couldn’t help but groan in need as Idalia pulls away and stands at attention again. Ana purses her lips, wanting more, to do more. But she didn’t want to push her luck, if the Bartons found Idalia on top of her they’d know what’s up and most likely rectify that. So she had to hold back for now.
At that moment, she can hear the door unlocking, after which six Guards enter the room. The first one in speaks directly to Idalia, seemingly ignoring Anastasia entirely “02, go see Lord Barton, he demands your presence.” he says. Idalia’s eyes glow red as she moves to exit the room. The Guard at the back slaps her ass as she walks by him, then the Guards shut the door as they leave, leaving Anastasia alone in the room.
Anastasia heart skips a beat as she hears the door unlock, it might be a bit weird seeing Idalia standing right in front of Ana like that. The guards didn’t seem to notice though, and they simply asked for her to go to Lord Barton. She grimaces when she sees them slap her ass, feeling both ticked off and jealous before she was returned to the deafening silence for who knows how much longer. Well, at least there was something to look forward to in the future now that she knew Idalia was still there, if only barely.