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  1. A very interesting start. So many questions yet to be answered. I look forward to your next chapter.
  2. I'd like to have met and talked with Ronnie James Dio. He was a great musician and passed away way too soon. H.P. Lovecraft would be my next choice. Love his horror stories and would love to hear what his inspiration for them was, despite his racist views. Garry Gygax is one I would love to talk to for a while. This man and one other person created the most popular game system in the world. (dungeons and dragons) would also like to meet Terry Brooks. One of my favorite fantasy authors. would love to hear where his inspiration comes from and what process he uses to write his stories. The last two are more personal for me. My grandmother passed away from cancer before I could tell her I love her. Never had the chance to say goodbye. My mother died from Alzheimers. would love to have had the chance to to hug her one last time and tell her goodbye and I love her. She died out of state and at the end she didn't even know anyone anymore. So there you have it. those are the ones I would like to meet.
  3. Migraines suck. I myself get them frequently and take prescription medication for them. The doctors have me on Imitrex and it works great. If the migraines persist, I reccomend seeing a doctor and finding anything over the counter before asking for prescription medication. hope you get to feeling better.
  4. You know you are not quite awake yet when you do any of the above Thanks for the laughs. I did worse. told a master sergeant his breath smelled like my d*ck when he tried to get me out of my rack at 2:15 in the morning. 100 pushups woke me up.
  5. I only scorched it lightly! It is still intact. The next story on this slightly scorched Earth is called Harold. I have a third one I am writing currently but it is taking time with arthritis acting up in one hand. Hand has been broken a few times and now years later I pay the price for it. lol. Hope to have another story ready in a few weeks. I got super lucky and found copies of one of my old stories on a back up drive as well. The diapering of Liz. Might have to start working on that one as well and eventually get it rewritten again and posted. Thank you all for reading and commenting on this story as it was being written. There will be more stories written in this scorched Earth setting.
  6. Here is a short story to tide everyone over until I eventually find enough time to work on my main story and then post it. Been dodging golf ball sized hail and tornado storms recently. Going trail riding today but first, a short story for everyone. THE RIGHT FIT It was a frustrating day at school as twice some of the older girls had threatened to adopt me. Mary found out the hard way that because I am small does not mean she can bully me around just because she is already nine feet tall. I used some nasty tricks I taught myself and dropped her to the floor in under three seconds. I am barely an inbetweener at six feet and one inch tall. Two for almost an hour. Mary put me in a diaper then laughed after they dropped me off at a daycare to be adopted. The only thing that saved me was a special chip identifying me as a legal inbetweener despite my small almost little size. I spent the next four days pissing and shitting in a diaper before the shot completely wore off. A day after regaining my freedom I beat the living hell out of Marry for the stunt she pulled on me. It took her nine weeks to get out of the hospital after being beaten so severely. She has picked on me my entire life. Next week will be the last I will see of her. School ends with me graduating and then going to a college. Tina came up behind me and almost ended up being flipped onto the floor when she grabbed me from behind. She managed to twist out of the flip at the last instant and land on her feet with a laugh at me. I swept her legs for that and laughed as she fell on her hind end. “You're getting sneakier all the time.” I laughed and helped her up off the floor. “I found something to help us get even with that bitch Mary. “I didn't know they made diapers in her size.” Tina laughed with me at that. “Meet me at my locker after last class and we can talk about it on the way home. For that last stunt I want some revenge on her and I think I know a way to get it.” I heard her fart and it was obvious she had just messed her diaper again. She looked even more pissed as she ran to go cleanup and change into a fresh diaper. Tina is an inch taller than me and wearing size eight littles diapers for a few more weeks yet thanks to Marry and her friends injecting her with an incontinence serum that her body barely fought off. The side effect was a severe loss of control for a good month that was slowly improving. At first she couldn't even feel it when she had to go and was completely diaper dependent. At least now she can feel it before it ends up in the seat of her diaper. Her control is slowly improving and by the end of the summer she should be okay. Marry is still limping from the beating Tina gave her for that stunt. The hospital worked fast to get an antidote into her for the shot Mary gave her or she would have died. The shot contained stuff that Tina is highly allergic to and she went into shock five minutes later, after Dropping Marry to the ground, and breaking her left leg in four places, and her right arm in two places. Tina spent three weeks in the hospital and was almost adopted out. My last hour class was an introduction to portal physics. They just started offering the class just this year and you have to have real good math scores to take it. I aced trigonometry, Calculus, algebra and even got into fractal geometry a bit. My physics class last year was easy but fun. Tina and I aced that class while everyone else had trouble with barely passing. Janice Watson is in my portals class and is almost 10 feet tall already. Janice is a nice person and sticks up for me and Tina all the time. She also wants to take me and bed me. She has a damned nice figure and is a lesbian. Tina and I are both bisexual and have shared some interesting times with her, to our great enjoyment. Yesterday she changed Tina when Tina messed herself badly. She has changed me a few times as well and has helped us both learn some nasty tricks to fight those much bigger than us. She hates the bullies and has almost killed two of them this year. They tease her for being a lesbian and for being smart as heck. Janice is nine feet and 10 inches tall with a great figure that makes every lesbian drool, and most guys as well. Her long black hair and gray eyes compliment her face perfectly. She teases me and Tina that she would love to adopt us and promises to lick us until we scream in delight. “I would adopt you both in a heart beat!” We all laughed at that. “I'm almost serious! This is no licking..I mean laughing, matter!” We all started laughing again. “You guys getting together after school to work on homework again?” “You trying to seduce us again?” “I want to show you guys something, other than my body. It will be worth your time, I promise.” The teacher walked in and our discussion was put on hold until after class. The three of us listened to him carefully and teamed up to work on a tough problem he had given us. Halfway through it I spotted a problem with his formula and showed it to Tina and Janice. “I read about a similar set up in an old physics book a few years ago and by the end of the class we had the entire formula changed with some rather unusual answers to the problem. With 15 minutes left everyone handed in their papers. He wrote out the homework assignment and glanced over the papers everyone turned in. Only five of us finished the problem and our formula was not a standard one so it got us singled out real fast. We stayed behind as everyone cleared out of class. I was thinking we were going to get a lecture for not using the normal formulas in the book. “You three surprised me today. Everyone else used the formulas in the book to try to solve the problem but you three did not. This formula is very advanced and is in fact pretty damned close to what we actually use in making to open new gates for exploration, What made you think of using this formula?” “I studied particle physics as well as quantum physics. I also studied fractal geometry as well and used a formula from an old physics book I read a few months ago.” “You work is impressive to be honest. The three of you should go to a top line school for portal engineering and theories. With your brains you could go far. I have a few schools for you to look into and will write you letters of recommendation. You three surprised me this year and I like seeing bright students such as yourselves go to good schools.” After that he let us go. We all three met up at Janice's huge van. “That was a pleasant surprise. I thought he was going to yell at us and make us prove our work to him.” “He wouldn't do that to you Janice.. He wants to date you! He likes them 50 years younger than him you know!” I laughed at Tina for that one and so did Janice. “I have an idea for revenge on that bitch, Marry.” We all looked at Janice in interest then. Tina broke the ice first. She likes to make you two wear diapers then we give her a taste of her own medicine. My mom is a chemist, and she agrees that Marry is a bitch needing a lesson in bullying.” She looked around to make sure no cameras could see us and that no one could hear us. “My mom made this for us to give to her. All we need to do is get this into her and she will lose control for a good three months. As for diapers, they make a new brand called Fit Rite. They are an auto adjusting diaper that use some hyper advanced tech to fit anyone, regardless of size. We inject her then diaper her. Once we let her up we take all the pictures we can as she wets herself and shits herself in a diaper. We post the videos all over the web and her popularity and future vanish in an instant. We post then send the link to everyone.” “Sounds good, but how do we know the diapers work? She is too big for littles diapers to fit. They barely fit me right now, and the tapes keep popping loose.” Janice opened the back door of her van and let us in before closing it again. “Your diaper is leaking again, Tina.” Tina turned red and then angry for a moment before she laid down to change herself. Janie took over and slid a new diaper under her. “That doesn't fit, Janice. How am I supposed to to avoid making a mess with this tiny thing?” Janice smiled and spoke up. “Adjust.” The diaper suddenly grew longer, and wider, then thicker. Janice pulled the front into place and taped it shut around Tina's waist. “Holy shit! It fits perfect! Better than those size eight littles diapers! Thicker too! It's perfect!” Janice smiled and kissed her full on. “We can meet this weekend to discuss our plan to get even with that bitch, Marry. Tina take the pack with you. You need them right now.” “Will they adjust big enough to fit Marry?” “They will, Amy.” Janice lowered her jeans and surprised us all. She was wearing one of the new diapers. “I have a weak bladder thanks to being shot five years ago in a gang crossfire so these are a blessing for me. I'm an inch shy of ten feet tall and Marry is shorter by a foot. They will fit her perfectly.” Janice dropped me off with a bag of the diapers as a joke and then left to drop off Tina. Knowing that Janice wore diapers for health reasons was a shock but at least we know the diapers work. This will make things a lot easier for us when it comes time to diaper the baby bitch. I personally can't wait to see the look on Mary's face when she wakes up in a messy and wet diaper. Mom was still at work when I unlocked the door and went inside. I used a key and unlocked an old trunk in my bedroom and put the diapers inside. With that done and the lid closed it was locked again so mother would not find them and start asking questions that would lead to her warning Marry. Janice and Tina rounded up littles clothes and bottles so we could put them on Marry once we had a way to shrink her down to little size. Rounding everything up and hiding everything in my trunk had taken us five weeks since we had to be careful. There were three more bags of the diapers in the trunk along with two shots of the incontinence formula. Marry became more and more of a bitch as the summer rolled on. Twice she tried to have Tina adopted out saying that she was a runaway little and had not even had brains to remove her diaper. Janice saved her the last time by handing the officers and LPS a copy of her medical files to clear everything up. Marry was fined 100 credits for an attempted illegal adoption. She was not happy about the fine but her parents threatened to shrink and diaper her for a year if she ever tried something like that again. I met with Tina the next day. It surprised me that LPS was following her wherever she went. Janice met us at the mall. Tina started to walk towards us when Someone grabbed me from behind before Tina or Janice could even warn me. In less than four seconds I left three LPS agents laying on the ground in pain from my attacks after they tried to grab me. “I am not up for your games! I am not a little and will not be adopted by you or anyone! Try it again and the next time I will put you in the hospital, if I let you live!” “We're from LPS!” I let them up onto their feet without letting my guard down as they pulled identification out of their pockets. “What do you want from me?” “We had a report of a little being illegally adopted by her and that she was meeting with someone here to discuss selling the little.” Janice frowned and then growled out a name. “Marry. That bitch is so going to tp pay for this when I catch up to her! I'll bust her in half for this bullshit!” “Don't! That's what she wants! She wants to see you in jail and us adopted out as littles for making her look bad.” This is twice today she had almost had me arrested! I got stopped this morning and inspected for drugs! Someone created a counterfeit video of me selling drugs to people out of my van! Took me an hour to prove the video was fake and then another hour to prove my innocence! She better hope I don;t find a way to prove it's her! I'll go after with every legal trick I can use against her! I'll make sure the only job she can ever get is working fast food!” The LPS officers called the police to investigate the matter and an hour later Mary was cleared as someone had just about killed her in a hit and run. “She's in surgery right now for numerous serious injuries. We've been tailing Janice and Tina so we can confirm it is not them. Where were you this morning Amy? Getting my insulin prescription refilled. I'm diabetic and can't use nannites due to an allergy to the medium they are suspended in.” LPS called and confirmed what I had said and agreed that someone was trying to set us up. “We are all three looking at a couple of colleges this next year. We graduated with honors and are planning on going to college for further studies in either portal physics or perhaps computer design and engineering for the space program.” It was a surprise to the LPS agents when they found several letters of recommendation from our various science teachers. “You three are definitely different and that's for sure. Who taught you to fight like that? You dropped all three of us so fast we never stood a chance!” “I read, and watch fighting shows. You would be surprised what you can learn if you pay attention. You guys caught me by surprise when you grabbed me so I did what I could to avoid being held, and then when the other two of you started to come to his aid, I moved the way I have seen others do in fights against larger opponents. When it comes to staying free I will fight dirty and not hold back. I'm not a little. I'm two inches over the limit to be called a little. As for Tina, She has to wear diapers thanks to what Marry did to her. Her control is improving big time, and by the time we get ready for college she will have full control back. As for Marry being run over, I want to thank whoever did it to her! She's been a bitch to us all three of us since she first met us and found out we are smarter than her!” LPS did their best to determine if I was really a little wearing platform shoes of some kind or actually telling the truth. The officers measured my height and were disappointed to find out I was over 6 feet tall and thus not a little. I almost slapped the next one when he pulled my panties back to check for any accidents. It was even worse for Tina. She had a very wet diaper on and barely restrained herself when he asked where her mommy was at. “My mother is at home and I am not a little. This is caused by whatever the hell Mary injected me with a few weeks ago. I am am two inches over the height of a little and you have no reason to try to adopt me or try to take me to an adoption center. I have spare diapers with me, and was going to change until you idiots decided to see if you could piss off Amy.” Amy dropped the officer to his knees when he tried to take her, and send her to a an adoption center as a little. In less than three seconds she dropped him to the floor, and then knocked him out. “Anyone else feel like being stupid? Janice kept the other two officers back until Amy had calmed down. She would have hurt them badly, maybe even killed them. Janice glared at the officers as we walked to the nearest restroom so Amy could change. Amy lifted her skirt and removed the soaked diaper before using wipes to clean herself off. The fresh diaper was put into place and auto adjusted to the right size for her. With it taped in place and her jeans pulled back up we left the restroom. The out cold LPS agent was being tended to by paramedics, which made us all three smile. The rest of the time was spent trying to figure out how to get close enough to marry to inject her with both needles. Seeing her turn into a baby would be priceless. She could spend the rest of her life messing, and wetting her diapers, as well as drinking from a bottle. She tried to do that to me and to Amy so it was fair in my mind. We had a blast at the mall and played several arcade game before going to the bookstore to browse for books. The first lady to see us asked us if we wanted our mommy to buy us some cute littles books she could read to us at bedtime. “Actually, I came in to see if the books I had ordered arrived yet. I ordered the two books on portal theoretical physics and the one book on quantum entanglement. My name is Amy Jones.” The lady never even blinked. “That's cute, honey. Playing grownup for your mommy?” When she went to check my panties it is a good bet she never expected to find herself on the floor trying to figure out how a person that is barely over 6 feet tall knocked her down so fast and easily when she is nearly 12 feet tall. The lady landed on her back and blinked in shock a moment. “If I want you to check my panties I will tel you. Until then you will keep your hands to yourself or next time you will get hurt.” Another little walked out quietly and smiled at me before turning the corner and going out of my sight. Janice helped the lady to her feet and then joined me in filing an official complaint against the lady. I got my books for a 10% discount with a smile from the manager. “My apologies about that. She's been needing a good lesson for a while so consider this part apology, and part thank you for knocking her down a few notches.” I think he all but drooled over Janice, and she was just as bad. I can't blame her though, he was cute. He was single, but too damned big for me. Perhaps in college I could find someone special. We grabbed a bite to eat and I ordered the spiciest food on the menu. Everyone else stared at me as I added super hot sauce to my order, and ate it. Janice and Tina laughed, and then launched into a discussion about our favorite subject. We were discussing portal physics, and quantum entanglement theories for nearly an hour before a man interrupted us. “You three certainly have a real good understanding of the subject. Are you attending the university?” “Not yet. Who exactly are you?” “I'm Professor Rosewill. I teach portal and advanced physics at the university.” We bombarded him with questions and he seemed delighted to answer them for us. “You three are a breath of fresh air. So very few of my students seem to understand this subject so well. Are you three going to go to the university this next school year?” “It's a toss up between here and a couple of others. We want to find one that will not treat Tina and I like littles. We thought about Braysin or perhaps Gray university as well as trying for the higher technologies university.” “Well, whichever one you chose, they will be lucky to have you. Watch out for the Braysin one though, they don't like anyone under nine feet tall.” After that we all went home and agreed to meet in two more days to discuss how to get to our mutual pain in the ass without getting caught. We wanted to Take Marry down and teach her a lesson she would never forget. That idea was discussed when we got together again. “She hangs out at the shopping center on the other side of town. They cater mainly to those with lots of money. They would call the police on us in a heartbeat if they saw us so we can't get her there.” After more discussion we came up with a plan we felt would work. “She has a pool she goes to all the time and we can catch her there. When she comes out we catch her off guard, and get her while she is in a crowd, then we disappear until the stuff takes effect. She will be totally humiliated and everyone nearby will see her in a diaper.” Marry and her friends caught up to us the next day outside the mall. “Well well well. Looks like we have a couple of lost babies.” None of us ever did like Marry and it was so tempting to beat the shell out of her for her big mouth. Another of her friends laughed and piped up. “Is this your mommy? Do you need a diaper change?” Jill tried to grab me and that was all the more excuse I needed to make her look stupid. Within a second she was on the ground with a broken nose from hitting the pavement face first. Marry and the other three quickly jumped in and the short lived fight was on. Marry tried to jab me with a syringe full of a nasty orange substance but dropped it instead when my kick hit her in the left knee and all but destroyed it as she hit the ground in pain. Mary had chosen the wrong spot for a fight as the cameras here do not work. With all of her friends down for the count we injected her with both syringes and stuck three fit rite diapers in her purse. Janice tossed the empty syringes in a truck about 100 feet away that had plates designating it as a farm truck. No one would look through all the junk in the back for any syringes. What was in the broken syringes Mary had attempted to jab us with I had no clue or any desire to find out. She was going to have her own problems shortly when she began shrinking and losing control. The diapers in her purse would easily fit a little about 5 feet tall and would look bad for her when they found her wet, messy, and not wearing a diaper. The diapers in her purse had her name on them in permanent marker. So far only two places used fit rite diapers and both were etiquette businesses. Seeing her try to talk her way out of this would be interesting but we did not dare stick around. Thank goodness we were good at sneaking past cameras. We waited for the cameras to move to view another area then we moved through their current blind spots. Thankfully the mall was to cheap to use up to date cameras. We laughed as we thought about Marry starting to shrink as well as to lose control. Her friends would have some explaining to do about whatever was in the remaining syringe she had planned to use on us. All three of us got inside the mall and stopped in the nearest restroom to change our own wet diapers. Janice made it through her change then turned and got sick into the toilet. When she finished getting sick she was already sweating heavily and staggering. “Stay back! Don't touch me! Hit the emergency button!” Janice passed out a second later. Amy looked frightened when I hit the emergency panic button on the wall. It sounded an emergency alert and forced every camera in the area to turn and focus on this area until security reset them. Security came running. My senses hit me a half second before it was too late for them. “Stop! Infection! Call the contagion office!” The idiots did not listen to me thinking of me as a little. The first one reaching me tried to check my diaper until he got a whiff of something and got violently ill. Less than 30 seconds later the other security guards were pushing everyone back while other guards locked down the mall to attempt to stop an outbreak of something. I felt a little lightheaded and messed my diaper uncontrollably. The log pushed itself into the seat of my diaper and then spread everywhere as it could not go any further back and was forced by the diaper to expand everywhere else. The plastic crinkled as the seat pushed out then expanded everywhere else. This was the worst mess I had ever made and it made me feel sorry for those littles forced to sit in this mess for hours on end before being changed. Security slid a radio to Amy while I spent several minutes cleaning and changing out of my ruined diaper. Janice was still out cold and with a little work I got her rolled onto her side in case she got sick again. Amy talked on the radio to the security who relayed everything to the people coming in contamination suits. She told them about Marry and her friends attacking us and about the prank we pulled on her. I came out of the restroom and saw Amy bending over and messing herself uncontrollably. As tears flowed down her face. This would be the end of our freedom and our entry into diapers and nurseries for life thanks to Marry. I helped amy into the restroom and then got her cleaned up and into a diaper. I slid it under her then remembered it had to be told to adjust or it might not fit her as her hips were a bit bigger than mine. “Adjust.” The diaper got a little wider and a few inches longer. I pulled the front up and into place then taped it securely shut. Her fate was now likely sealed as was mine. With help from her we got Janice into another clean diaper. I threw away the used one and made sure to get her rolled onto her side again. She was still out cold and not responding to anything. Her body was burning up with heat and that worried me as it could kill her. Amy got back on the small radio and relayed everything to the security guards. It was a relief to see men in specially sealed suits show up and walk over to us. They took samples of the air and then began to take out vital signs. 45 minutes later they had us in ambulances heading at full speed to a contagion center. The doctors got Janice into a cold bath to help bring her body temperature down. She was shrinking and messing mass amounts as she did so. Amy and I told the doctors what had happened and held nothing back. Two hours later our bodies had beat off whatever was in the syringe Marry had tried to inject us with. Amy cried when they changed her into a littles diaper and fed her a bottle of littles formula. She could keep nothing else down and her control was gone so she needed the diapers until her body fought off whatever she had been exposed to. The needle had only grazed her arm and this was the effect it had on her. Janice woke up finally and was now only barely five feet tall with absolutely no control. Mom visited us everyday and kept us up to date on what she was allowed to tell us. I hated it here and being treated like a baby because of my height. I shrank down to 5' 9” while Amy shrank to 5' 8”. Mother refused to tell us what had happened to Marry and her friends or very much of anything about what was going on outside of our confinement. The plague spread like mad and was hard as hell to stop. The syringe stolen by Marry had been slated for destruction as soon as an antidote could be found for it's effects. Mary was laying flat on her back as her mother wiped her bottom and put her in a fresh pull up. “Where are we going this afternoon? I'm tired of all these doctors visits. I'm feeling much better and already starting to grow again.” “I know, baby. You will be okay soon enough. Thank goodness for you that the injection they gave you was indeed only supposed to last six months before allowing you to start growing and regain control again. Do you need a bottle before we go?” “I'm not a baby! I have been on solid food for two months now, mother!” “I don't even know why you keep those ridiculous diapers and other things around unless you are planning to adopt!” Her mother smiled. I have a baby coming soon honey. She just does not know it yet is all. I have more of those special diapers your friends gave you to use and more formula. The crib and playpen arrive tomorrow. All done. Grab your bag and let's go. We have a very important stop to make to get the new baby ready for coming home in a few weeks. She will love the nursery!” “Is it anyone I know? Is it Amy or or that bitch Tina?” “No, I have no idea where they vanished to. No one knows. All three of them met with some important little a few months ago and then vanished. The ministry only tells me that the matter is closed and that thankfully my research into a cure helped find one before anymore people died. The two of them pulled into a nursery center for littles and got out or the car. Mary smiled until she saw her friends through the glass being restrained in cribs and diapered by mechanical arms. “What the hell?” Arms reached out and grabbed Marry. “Why you decided to steal a dangerous virus from my lab I'll never know. You saw it was marked as not safe to even be touched by bare hands. Your friends are where they belong and soon I will have my precious baby back. Mary screamed and struggled as the arms removed her clothing and then finally her pull up as they drug her into the nursery to be diapered and regressed. “You can't do this to me! I'm not a little!” “It was not my idea. I just agreed with it. Let me introduce three individuals who helped set this all up and keep you of jail for life. “I'm sure you recognize Captain Hellion of the third hellcats lightning brigade. This nice young lady lady here is now only known as Shadow. This one is corporal ghost. This last one is corporal technomancer. They are all four members of the Hellcats. Janice, April, and Amy removed their helmets to reveal their true identities. Mary screamed and struggled as the diaper was slid under her and a suppository slid into her bottom before the diaper was pulled shut tightly and taped around her waist. The scanners scanned the bar codes on the uniforms of the four watching Mary be diapered while still struggling to escape. “I'll fucking kill you for this!” A bottle of formula silenced her as she was dressed in a shirt and short skirt that did nothing to hide her diapered state. In the other cribs her friends lay still and watched cartoons mindlessly while drinking from bottles. They never seemed to notice when they started to mess themselves. “That virus killed 38015 people before we found a cure for it! You are lucky that you are being treated this way instead of spending life in jail!” Mary glared at everyone as her mom smiled at her. “Mary, we all felt you did not deserve life in prison and talked with the judge on your behalf. We don't think you would have survived in prison. Your friend, Ginger volunteered to come here and be regressed in an effort to atone for her part in this mess. She was never told what you planned to do. When you tried to inject Amy, She knocked the first syringe from your hands. She tried hard to save you from making a huge mistake. She got some of the stuff in her and almost died as well. You will be a sweet baby with full knowledge of what you did.” Mary glared at Ginger as she came waddling over to her in a diaper, short skirt and shirt. “I am here voluntarily to atone for my part in this mess, Marry. When you finally come to feel remorse for your actions I'll be waiting for you again with open arms. I don't know if you will ever forgive me for this. I told your mother and my mother everything about us. I love you. Mary. My mom knows and is willing to let us try this together. Jane is dead. She died three days after I knocked the syringe out of your hands. It's my fault for not stopping you sooner. I intend to pay for my mistakes and not try to deny my fault in this whole mess. It's not so bad in here. The diapers are comfortable and you have no worries about food or care in here. No worries about hooking up and getting pregnant or hooked on drugs. They have lots of cool cartoons for us to watch and learn from. In nine months they will see how you feel about things and then decide from there. I'll be out in six months, but to be honest, I like the diapers. These fit rite diapers that auto adjust to your body feel so good and hold a lot as well. I know you hate me right now but in nine months, who knows. Maybe you will realize I still love you.” Ginger waddled back to her crib where mechanical arms gently lifted her up and back into it. A few moments later Mary was still struggling as she messed her diaper uncontrollably. “I'll be back to pick you up in a week honey. You will love your new nursery. Maybe we can get Ginger to come over and play on weekends.” Marry cried as the arms massaged the mess into her bottom and then left her to lay in it for a while as part of her punishment. The virus affected mainly amazons and a smaller portion of inbetweeners. A few littles got sick and had to spend time in hospitals that were flooded with patients. Amy, and Tina are credited with being smart brave littles. They helped to alert the right agencies right away and tried their best to prevent the virus from spreading. The fact that they had chosen special diapers that adjusted to fit them perfectly made many amazons think of them as good little girls who were sensible enough to at least wear the right diapers when out and about with their mommy. The press was told that Janice was their mommy and it saved them from being forced into nurseries. In the end 385,009 amazons died from the plague that spread worldwide like wildfire in dry brush. 903 inbetweeners died, and 132 littles died. It had taken Mary's mother and her staff working hand in hand with the government almost seven months to finish creating a cure for the mess. Had the two littles, and their amazon mommy not intervened, Marry would have gone to jail for life and likely died or been adopted out after being shrunken.. Every year new cases of the virus show up but thanks to the inoculations it does not do much more than give a person a slight fever for a few days. When the media blitz died down people noticed that Amy, tina, and Janice had vanished. The ministry of justice refused to comment and merely said that treaties and international laws granted them a chance to start over in peace. No one knew they had joined the Hellcats except for a select few. Raven smiled as she put the file away and approved the promotions of all three. A knock on her office door surprised her. “Enter.” The door opened and Amy waddled in. “I think It's time I went on maternity leave now, ma'am. Janice has threatened to force march me here and Tina agreed to help her. I'm only eight months along.” Raven laughed. “Eight months along with twins! You were supposed to be on leave a month ago, and light duty four months ago!” “I know, ma'am. But you vanished thanks to minister Jaro and someone had to keep the paperwork in order while you made his life a living hell. You ever going to declassify what happened?” Raven laughed. “Nope! Besides, you already know everything that happened! Now go the barracks and and go home for a while! That's an order, lieutenant! I am ordering you to take four months leave or I'll have Janice come babysit you with Tina to help!” Yes, ma'am. Lieutenant?” Raven smiled. You three earned it. You kept this entire company going in my absence and even saved Luke once. You three did more than file papers for me. You guys used your brains and tracked down every lead and every scrap of information for me. Besides, if I did not promote you, the company would string me up by my boot laces until I did!” Raven chuckled as Amy left her office. END Hope you good folks liked this story. Not sure when I'll get the next one done enough to post. All comments and questions welcomed, oh and one more thing, NO MORE EFFING TORNADOES AND GOLF BALL SIZED HAIL! lol.
  7. I have the Hellcats base of operations on a continent roughly the size of Austraiia. 98% of the population there are littles with a few amazons and inbetweeners who usually work for the Hellcats military. As for names of places, I say make your own and have fun writing the story.
  8. Wattpad deleted my account so none of my fetish work got saved there. My old account under the name of Revdeka still has my non fetish work but not sure how long it will be there as I can not get it to allow me to publish or edit anything. If you go there be careful as I have been hit with spyware from there.
  9. while the swelling is down and I can type, I loved it all. Great work! I look forward to whenever you post your next story! Your stories are always great reading! Thank you for sharing this story with everyone here. On Wattpad I go by the name of Shubnigurath but have not posted in a long time. All non fetish stuff and nowhere near as good as your work.
  10. Love the story. still working on one myself but bad luck hit me. messed up right hand and had to let it heal then cut finger on left and have stitches. Thankfully this story gave me something good to read while everything heals. Loved the ending.
  11. I had to run spybot four times to get rid of the spyware. Ended up editing the registry to stop it from coming back every darned time. It snuck in with an update from microsoft. The yaho that owned this laptop before me had downloaded child porn so the system is tagged . I turned the individual in right away. The crap was on my laptop when I bought it from a pawnshop. Took police three days to get the machine back to me. Every now and again I get hit with some nasty spyware that screws everything up. Waiting on thermal paste to show up on Monday then I hope to have my new system up and running by Wednesday. As for stories, Working on one diaper dimension story right now and a non fetish story as well. Not sure when I'll have enough of the diaper dimension to post as I'm going slow and not typing much. Trying to do many things right now so writing time is a bit limited.
  12. Sorry about the delay on posting this. Had computer problems and got sick for a few days. Here is the last chapter for this story. FOUR With a little extra work we rigged up a couple of boats that could carry us across the lake in about a day. I wanted to find some of those slave traders and see what could be done to stop them from sending anyone else to their death. Tammy and Greg wanted to swim on ahead of us and go straight for the madman himself but Alari and I made them stop and think a few minutes. The council agreed with making her stay with the group instead of going off and getting hurt, killed or worse, captured. Her and Greg could both swim along and when we got closer to the shore then they could scout ahead to find us a secure landing place. Avari was afraid to return and risk getting captured so we let him stay behind. From what he has told me, I do not blame him for being afraid. The trip was not supposed to be more than a look and see so I only brought along ten diapers. Alari had brought along some knives and five spears as well as the silver wood staff. She was ready for a fight. It worried me to see her ready for a fight. She loves being a healer and hates having to hurt anyone. “I do not want to fight, but if I have to, I will fight to keep us all free. We kissed and held each other for a bit. She sat down and went into a trance to prepare her body for the upcoming possibility that she might have to fight. The toughest one of the bunch I did not know had joined us until we made it to the shore and she came out of hiding. My daughter is stubborn. “I am not letting you do this alone. I am not as good at fighting as mom is, but I can still scout just as well as her. Besides, the tree sent me. Mom smiled. “Why am I not surprised. Did it give you any instructions on what it wanted you to do? “Yes. It wanted me to plant a seed not far from where we land. I do believe this is going to be a very interesting scouting party.” We made it a short distance and saw a few others walking around with collars on and looking like they had given up all hope. They were harvesting crops and fishing with absolutely no conversation at all. A small bolt of purple lightning hit a girl that looked like she was used to hard work. Anyone else would have been fried by that blast but she just hung her head and started to remove her clothes as she walked out of sight with tears flowing down her face. It made my blood boil to see that happen. A moment later I heard her screaming in pain and if Alari had not grabbed me I would have gone after her and tried to kill that sick bastard who was torturing her. “I want to kill him too but we can't get to him just yet. He feeds off the pain he inflicts on others. We will stop him, but not today. We need more information before we can stop him. We rush in their blindly and we are dead for sure. SilverMoon came back a few minutes later smiling. I planted the seed in the middle of his garden. He will have a real nice view of it as it grows. Don't worry, no one saw me. coming up the road a little ways off is a wagon with a couple of people in it looking terrified. I smiled and so did Alari. The plan took us about five minutes and if everything went well there would be one less slave trader and a few more free people in the world. We hit the slave trader as he passed close to the lake. He crossed over a bridge and Tammy struck first. She came leaping out of the water so fast she was a blur. The man looked up at the last instant but it was too late for him to even cry out. Greg and Tammy drug the man out to the lake far enough no one would hear him if he screamed. They were gone for a few minutes but that was fine as we freed the people he had been bringing to the asshole to be tortured to death. He had four people in his wagon and one of them was barely alive. She was covered completely in silver scales with webbed hands and feet. She could barely even move and there was no way she was going to be able to walk. Alari picked her up but Tammy stopped her. “She needs water, badly. Let me take her swimming.” One other one in the wagon dead as he had died on the trip from wherever he had been snatched from. The others needed no prompting to run for it and hide from the slavers. “Where is the man that was driving this thing?” “I found out just long he could hold his breath before trying to breathe water. Don't worry, he wont come floating up to shore. We weighted his body down so it wont float up and wash up on shore. Let them think he vanished without a trace. Tammy and Greg took the woman and went out onto the lake with her. She came back a few minutes later by herself. “She's doing better but she is very weak.” Tammy let me know everything she had found out from the slaver before she ended his life. They were bringing in another wagon load of prisoners for the madman and one of them could make any plant grow just by touching it. I smiled and planned on going after one more wagon. The large woman came staggering out of the thick underbrush and trees looking like someone had just beat the poor girl half to death. When she removed her clothes she was covered in burns and cuts everywhere. She leaned over the lake to wash herself off and passed out. My daughter flew down and caught her before she could fall into the water and drown. Alari handed our daughter the staff and took the tall girl to our boat to heal her. Alari made it perhaps ten steps before the collar came off of the girl and was dropped to the ground. SilverMoon smiled and took the staff. She stiffened up a moment then smiled. “It talked to me and I was not expecting that is all.” I'll be back in a minute or two. I have to get something from the madman before he tries to destroy it again. She floated off the ground a little bit and moved silently over the ground. A few minutes later she came back and was smiling. We ready to free that other wagon load of people?” The wagon had guards and they were alert for trouble as they marched next to the wagon. Three people in the wagon huddled in fear as the man making the horses pull the wagon used a whip on them to make them continue when it was clear they were exhausted. Six guards and a driver would make this ambush trickier. The moment they started crossing the old stone bridge I struck. The bridge suddenly grew spikes of stone that stopped the guards and the wagon immediately. The man driving the wagon saw me and aimed a crossbow at me until Alari blasted it out of his hands with a spell of some kind. The guards stared as Alari moved too fast for them to be able to hit with their swords. The driver was reaching fro something when my daughter hit him with a spear and knocked him out. Within seconds the guards and the driver were out cold. The driver and his guards refused to answer any questions so Tammy and Greg took them swimming one by one. She came back and was angry. “They will never harm another person! They enjoyed catching these people! They stay and watch them get tortured to death then have their way with any females they want before getting paid and going to look for more people to bring here. The people in the wagon were afraid of staying so we let them join us. We took everyone back across the lake with us and arrived back home just about daybreak with Tammy and Greg taking turns helping the fish lady. I changed into my last clean diaper just about halfway back and across the lake so it was a good thing I had packed a few more than I thought I would need. The plant grower and the fish lady were taken up to the healing pools at the shrine. The fish lady was able to walk but not very well as she was still very weak. The council listened as we told them everything and then they smiled at us. You did the right thing freeing those poor people. They are all welcome to stay here if they like. I returned to my underground home at the shrine to find Alari, Tammy, and Greg talking with the strange fish lady. It was no surprise when Tammy and Alari brought her down and helped her over to the pool where she quickly settled in and fell asleep. “She's been out of water for almost 35 days now and that's why she is so weak. That crazy tree is changing the water to salt water for her. She comes from a race of people that live in the ocean. I didn't get much more than that from her. She barely understands our language and there is no way at all for me or any of us to come close to understanding hers. Let her sleep a few days and she should recover. The next day another of those wild magic storms hit us again. It was nowhere near as bad as the last one, but it was still bad enough. There must have been nearly 200 magic bolts of lightning that hit the shrine and the tree before the storm ended. This time the worst of the storm had been centered on the shrine. I don't know what type of stone they made the shrine out of, but it is highly resistant to magic. I had just finished changing myself when Alari came in and joined me. “That poor girl. They caught her in a net by accident and then sold her to the slavers. They lied and told the slavers that she had attacked their fishing boats so they wanted her gone for good. That village was wiped out three days later by the slave traders raiding it and taking everyone captive. They sold each one of those people to that madman. He tortured all of them to death and raped several of the younger girls. We need to stop him somehow.” I shuddered and wanted to know how someone could become so sick and depraved as to get enjoyment out of torturing and raping others. “I agree with you. First, we stop the slavers then when his supply of victims is gone it should make him sloppy and careless as he will have to find other victims by himself. I'm thinking that those collars they wear make them obey him no matter how suicidal of a command he gives them. Anyone we free should have the collar removed immediately. It will prevent them from turning on us if he orders them to attack us.” We waited two weeks and scouted all along the lake shore to make sure no unpleasant surprises were coming for us. Avari was our look out for anything coming from a long distance as he could see quite a ways even when he was flying so high that he was not visible to us. Our daughter scouted carefully as well and looked closer to the ground for signs of anyone attempting to sneak in on us. Two of our outlying farms had been raided in the night but the whoever did it was damned good and not even Alari could track them down. In the middle of a huge wild magic storm Taylor, Greg, and Tammy went scouting. They could swim the entire way and no one would ever see them. Three days later they came back with a smile on their faces. “He's mad as hell now. That tree your daughter planted has been siphoning off his magic every time he makes a bad storm. I takes him a lot more energy and time now to make the storms. Every time someone tries to harm the tree they are turned away somehow and find themselves unable to approach it. He's going to have trouble getting his favorite lake fish for a while now. We destroyed all of his nets and put holes in the fishing boats. They can be easily repaired but it will take a few days. The nets will take about the same amount of time to replace as well. Not sure why he does not move out of that location and away from the tree. I know if I had that kind of power and some tree was doing that to me I'd move.” “Did you tell the council yet?” “They know. Everyone is heading for the shelters right now. Another bad storm is moving slowly across the lake and getting worse as it gets closer. We felt you'd want to know. I think we made the weather worker mad.” Taylor and SilverMoon stopped in a short while later. “Hey, grandfather!” “What are you teasing me about this time?” She simply smiled more and lowered her hand to her belly. Alari and I jumped up and ran to the two of them for a family hug. When did you find out?” “You're going to love this one! The tree told me! I always told you I could talk to it and this time it confirmed what we suspected!” “When this storm is over we are going to tell everyone! We have not had any new children in a few years now!” The storm raged on for almost a full month before it finally died out. Everywhere we looked there were huge craters. The entire underground shelter had been hit and almost blasted through in several places. The shrine was glowing white hot in several places and the normal background levels of magical energy glowed brightly as the shrine released magic they had stored up back into what we called the weave at a slow and steady rate. Alari was kept busy healing almost everyone. A few people had been badly burned when a bolt of lightning blasted them as they ran for the shelter from one of the outlying farms. It took Alari almost half a day to heal them as they had been so close to not making it. SilverMoon flew up high to get a look at the damage everywhere. It was beyond bad. Not even the outlying farms had been spared. The buildings had been blasted to pieces and all the crops destroyed. The fields where the crops had grown were nothing more than countless craters. Every farm animal had been blasted numerous times and some of them were unrecognizable as animals anymore. This was retaliation for planting the tree and denying him captives to torture to death for his amusement. He had just let us know that he intended to kill us if he could. He had hit us where he could to try and hurt and kill us off but the shelter had survived his attack. The bridge I had helped shape had been blasted to pieces and it would not be possible to make another for a while. There simply was not enough solid stone to work with. All of the stone of the cliff walls had been fractured badly by magical lightning blasts. I changed my diaper as needed and continued to work on making the emergency structure even stronger and harder to damage. With help from everyone bringing in stones from everywhere I made the roof of the place nearly five times thicker than before. Inside were supports everywhere making it even harder to collapse. This shelter was huge and easily seen as was my idea. After half a day of work I would change and rest until the middle of the night and then continue making the real shelter under cover of the night. This one was one was further down in the ground than the first one. Tunnels led from several small shelters above ground to the new shelter under the same hill the shrine sat on. It took me nearly 65 days to finish the shelter as everyone hunted and scrounged what they could to stock it up for the next storm we felt was sure to come soon. We had a few small storms but nothing that was not normal. We learned from Avari that his former master could only do a sustained storm that strong if he was real close to the place he wanted to hit with it. This meant he had either hiked here or came in over the water with the fog that always seemed to build up over the lake before a bad storm hit us. He was fat and lazy but had a short temper. When something went wrong he would get mad and lash out. Night raiders struck out in the dark and we freed nearly 50 more people and one new talent from the slavers. The girl was gorgeous and to our surprise she was also an elf. Her eyes went wide when she Alari. “A Catari!” Alari smiled at the girl. “Rest easy. You have been hurt badly and if you move much more you could open those wounds again. Alari healed her in just a few minutes time and then helped her up to her feet. “You're a healer!” “Mom, dad needs some help with his bad knee again. He messed it up again. Someone left a nasty trap for us and he found it the hard way. He's been trying to hide how bad it's smashed up but he can't even stand.” Greg came walking up with Harold in his arms. An arrow was sticking out of Greg's left leg made walking painful. “When I picked him up I found an arrow trap the hard way. Fix his knee first. I can hold my wound shut a while yet.” I woke up and Alari was holding me in her arms. “You idiot! Never ever scare me like that again!” She leaned over and kissed me deeply while holding me in her arms. “The woods are loaded with traps now. Every road leading out of the village is nothing but huge craters in the ground. That bastard is trying to keep us here so he can torture us all to death at his leisure. We've made him mad by stopping him from getting anyone else for his sadistic idea of fun.” I looked up and saw an elf girl looking at me in surprise. “You bonded with a Catari? How?” Greg and my daughter laughed. I told her how we had started dreaming of each other since we were both real young and then one day she managed to cross through a passageway of some sort to reach me. “SilverMoon is our daughter. She herself is bonded with Greg and they are expecting their first little one in a few months. So what do you wish to be called?” “I am Talara. Long descended from Sarina the great Healer.” Alari was surprised to hear that. “I met Sarina once! She guided me here after talking to me a while. I have her to thank for my beloved and our daughter! How did you come to here?” I was on a talent search to find my talent outside of the glades. I sought shelter from a bad storm and when it ended I was caught by those men you freed me from. They..they..hurt me.” Alari cut to the chase. “They repeatedly raped her. I have healed you of the physical damage they inflicted upon you. There is a problem as you have surely noticed by now. You were damaged badly down there by their rough treatment of you. You were also poisoned a few times to make it harder for you to fight them off. Like my beloved, you have no control of when your body relieves itself of waste. She broke down crying and left it up to Alari to explain to her how to put a diaper on herself and what things to be careful of. “You need not be ashamed of it. A number of others in this village must also use them. Had it not taken so long for us to reach you, I could have healed you enough to make sure this never happened. The body will not allow it now. The pattern is set. I'm sorry.” Talara spent several days getting used to wearing protection again and trying to find her talent. With careful scouting from Alari and our daughter, almost 200 traps were found and destroyed. We have no clue who had set the traps, but they had been free to do so while the storm kept us all out of the way. The traps were not lethal but would disable you and leave you in pain as you died slowly. The madman wanted to use our suffering to increase his power. This was his idea of fun. He enjoyed hurting others. All of us were thinking that the madman had sent some of his slaves to set up the traps and then escape under cover of the storm. I wanted to get my hands on him now more than ever. Talara kept to herself and stayed out of the way of everyone and rarely spoke to anyone. Her favorite place to sit and think was the lake. A number of times I myself spotted her sitting by herself the cold weather was coming and she still had not chosen a place for me to create a home for her. Everyone else had a home somewhere that the storms would not reach them, but not her. I sat down next to her as she gazed out into nowhere. Any thoughts as to where you want me to create a place for you?” Everyone else has already gotten settled in to their new homes.” “I don't need one. Not sure where I'm going, but this place is not for me. I'm leaving in the morning. I feel something pulling on me and I have to go find it. Who knows, maybe I'll find a way to fix this.” She pointed to her diaper under her clothes with a sigh. “Everyone here is nice but it's not a place for an outcast like me. A lot of you have talents that you can use to help everyone, but I have nothing to offer. I couldn't even stop them from using me like some kind of toy. I can't hunt. I have no talent. I have no useful skills to offer.” “I don't know about that. I think I have someone who would like to talk to you at least once before you leave.” She stood up, brushed herself off and then looked at me. “There's a storm coming. It's building up on the other side of the lake. Someone is feeding blood magic into it to make it more powerful. You should get into shelter before it hits in a few hours.” “You can feel that?” “Yes. I can control the weather but it's a worthless talent. I was on a talent quest to find a more useful talent or some place that I could belong. I found another place and paid for my stupidity. They used me and when they were tired of me they were going to sell me off to that man in the awful purple robes over there. I would rather die than to have to pleasure him. He is so damned fat it's a wonder he can even stand let alone walk. I better get going if I plan to beat the storm.” She turned to leave and as I was about to try to stop her a bolt of lightning barely missed us both. When my sight returned she was gone as if she had never been. How she vanished so fast I have no clue, but she did. There was no sign of her but it did not surprise me. She has a very useful talent but somewhere in her past she was hurt badly by someone and now they had hurt her again. This time she did not want to live and was looking for a place to vanish and never be found again. There was nothing I could do except help get everyone into shelter before the storm hit. By the time the storm hit everyone was in their underground homes safely hidden from the storm and it's magic lightning bolts fueled by wild magic and blood magic as well is Talara was right. The storm was not as bad as we had thought it would be but it was still bad enough that it was not safe to be outside in it. A few hours later the storm was over and had not managed to do very much to the village this time. It had struck mainly off to the north where no one lived. The few lightning bolts that hit had hit the old emergency shelter I had left as a target and a distraction from the real shelters scattered around the outskirts of the village. None of them had been hit at all. Maybe my plan had worked or something messed up the storm somehow. Alari and SilverMoon went looking for any sign of Talara but found nothing. I was tinkering with the remains of the old bridge a few days later when I spotted something in the canyon. It was too far down for me to try to climb and the rock was to fractured to create some stairs in the rock wall. Avari was busy helping to ruin the plans of the slave traders on the other side of the lake so I could not ask him to go look. Likely just dead deer washed onto the shore by the water. Avari came back that night and smiled. Got two wagon loads of people set free this time! There are also a few less traders of people.” “That is good news. Any sign of Talara?” “Who?” It then occurred to me that he had never met her. Too late now. “She is an elf that stayed with us for a while. She kept to herself and is likely far away by now. She had her own personal demons driving her away from life here or anywhere. If you have time can you scout the canyon real fast and make sure it's just another dead deer down there?” He smiled. “I can do that. Where did you see the thing at?” “Near the bridge.” He did not return until sometime later and when he did he had tears in his eyes. In his arms was the battered and blasted body of Talara. She had fought back against the madman's storm and lost from the looks of it. Alari came staggering over to me with a look of pain on her face. “Give her to me!” IT startled me to hear Alari snarl out like that but I felt something through our bond that she was trying to block me from feeling. It hurt. Alari laid the elf girl down and then went into a healing trance as she pulled in so much magic and channeled it into healing it made her glow a little bit. The silver wood staff soon began to grow branches with leaves from near her hands as the bottom of the staff grew roots that sought the soil under it. Alari ignored everything and refused to let go even when it seemed she was not making any progress. It surprised me when the staff became a small silver wood tree that grew as magic flowed though it. I looked back at Alari and for just a few seconds I saw the form of an elf lady with a hand on Alari's shoulder. Alari started to fall over and without thinking about it I grabbed her and refused to let go of her. It felt like a thousand fires burning in me as I held her. My poor diaper paid the price as well as it reached it's limit and began leaking. Some time later I woke up next to Alari who was barely breathing. It took my daughter and her life mate to finally help us get to our feet. Talara was being held by Avari gently. She's alive! Thank you!” Avari had evidently found another reason not to fly off as he had been thinking of doing to find someone he said he had been seeing in his dreams for some time now. I looked at him. “Life mate?” He shook his head yes and walked off with her to his home in the silver wood tree. The big silver wood tree had created a home for him in it's upper branches and he loved it. The staff had become a new silver wood tree. I don't how much magic Alari had channeled but it was a huge amount to save Talara from being so near to death. Alari and I slept for three days straight before finally waking up. Alari had beautiful black stripes forming a pattern around her face. To me they enhanced her already spectacular figure. I noticed that the room that was our home was no longer dark. All around the walls were silver wood tree roots that glowed enough to make it possible to see where you were going without bumping into anything in the dark. It was not long after that when Alari woke up and without saying anything tore off my diaper and began making love to me. We finally finished and laid on the furs holding each other. “She was in so much pain. She drew in the blood magic of the storm and was trying to clean it when he spotted her and hit her with numerous lightning bolts. She was knocked into the canyon just outside of the village. She pulled the storm to her to try to spare us.” We slept for sometime after that and finally came out into the clear night air after making love again. “Looks like someone marked you honey” She laughed and looked into the water of one of the pools and gasped in surprise. She rubbed her face and the markings stayed. “We've been marked by the great healer and the new silver wood tree!” In all the history of the elves only one other has ever been honored this way! She became the Great Healer!” My own face had silver lines along the sides of my face as well and they were not coming off when rubbed or gently scrubbed. Talara took nearly a week to regain her strength. Her and Avari had bonded and it was a good thing too. She also had the same type of markings on her face that Alari and I had. When she saw us she tried to kneel. “You have been chosen! Great Protector! Great life giver!” “So that's what these mean! What do yours mean?” She looked in a pool of water and about fainted from shock when she saw her own face. “Great Healer of Land and Skies!” END FOUR FIVE “I guess this means we're supposed to keep doing what we have been doing. I have no quarrels with the idea.” Alari smiled and wrapped her arms around me before kissing me. Talara was still a little surprised that I had fallen in love and bonded with a Catari. Avari simply smiled as he gently held Talara. “Differences can bring about surprisingly good results. They love each other and in my mind that is all that matters. You don't have wings, but that does not matter to me. I still love you and still want to raise a family with you. So, who's ready to help me figure out the next thing we can do to make the big jerk on the other side of the lake mad at us again?” We all smiled and started to brainstorm ideas. The slavers had a schedule that they kept and we had been stopping them and freeing their victims. That was how we met Talara. She had been a victim of the slavers and paid a price for trying to resist them. They raped and beat her repeatedly until they caused permanent damage to her body that Alari could not heal completely as the damage had been left untreated for too long. “What we need to do is find out where these jerks are coming from. Once we find that out we can do something about them, permanently. They have already hurt too many others and do not deserve to be treated nicely. They have no honor and prey on those who can not fight back! They need to be taught that there are those who will stand up to them and make them pay for their crimes!” After half a day of planning we had an idea in mind and would start the next day. The rest of the day was spent reinforcing all the shelters. Alari made sure everyone was in good health and healed a few minor injuries. Poor Fred had gotten hurt badly when a wild boar charged him and left a nasty gash in his left leg when his horse panicked and dumped him. Alari healed him while our daughter went out and found his horse. The poor horse had been caught in a nasty trap and would be better off dead with a broken leg. Alari refused to put the poor horse down and healed it completely. The horse would be good for plowing but not riding as it was too prone to jumping at the least little unexplained noise or sight. The new shelter for the livestock was heavily reinforced and there were buffers to block a lot of the sound so the horses did not panic and hurt themselves. Food and water was stocked heavily in their shelter so they would be in no danger of starving if it took a few days to reach them. The next morning I changed myself, packed spare diapers, and made sure everything was ready for me to leave for most of the day. The madman was not going to be happy with our next idea if it worked. It was risky but that was not going to stop us from doing what was right. After a last look around I left my home with Alari and went straight for the boat. We discussed the plan as we went across the lake to a sneaky little landing spot that had been scouted out by Tammy and Greg. We pulled in carefully and made sure the boat was not going to float away. Tammy and Greg swam back and over the course of four more hours they returned with three more boats. Hopefully this would be enough to haul back a most precious cargo. Tammy and Greg rested for a short bit and then joined us at the location we had chosen to meet at. With a little work we got in close to the fields where the slaves were working hard at watering crops and harvesting ripe fruit from the numerous trees growing in neat and orderly rows. The silver wood tree had grown to nearly nine feet tall and had a fence erected around it to prevent anyone from getting too close to it. This did not surprise me. The madman was afraid of the tree and did want to get anywhere near it. Talara used one of her talents to make the water being poured on the crops to flow away from the plants and into the lake every time a slave attempted to water the crops. Two slaves followed the water to the lake and were quickly grabbed by Tammy and Greg. They fought to get free until their collars were removed and thrown into the lake. The pair of them passed out at that point. This was not something we expected. They were being worked to death by the madman and were exhausted. We revised our plans and when the next four were freed we sent Tammy and Greg back across the lake with them. It took us all day and almost all night to get several slaves freed from the madman. There must have been almost a hundred slaves wearing collars that forced them to follow any order he gave them regardless of how harmful it might be to them. Tammy returned after the last of the freed slaves had been sent to our village. She brought us food and spare diapers for me. This was taking longer than we had planned. There were no more slaves working the fields or taking anything into the madman. So I spent time turning every rock in every field into a stone spike that would make getting into the fields next to impossible as every one of them would have to be dug out and thrown somewhere they could not be used against anyone trying to farm the field. Talara felt it first and motioned to the sky. Another magical storm was growing. “Time to leave before he gets this one strong enough to throw at us.” I agreed with her but left the madman a little present. All of his boats were ruined with large stone spikes sticking up through the middle of each one. He would not be using any of the boats again. His fields had been made nearly impossible to get to safely and the fence around the silver wood tree had been destroyed. I touched the tree and the crazy symbols on my face glowed for a moment. “We are not done yet my friend. We will get rid of this madman and those who help him.” After that I ran and got in the boat and smiled as we had made things more difficult for the madman. The improvised sail in each boat helped us to get across the huge lake in short time compared to first time when we had been forced to row and paddle across the lake. A look back showed the storm growing larger and darker by the minute and it made me worry that he might actually have enough power to destroy the village this time. How was that madman getting so much magical power to be able to do this? I channeled magic to shape stone and there was not this much magic in the area. It seemed a bit low on magical energy. We were just arriving on the other side as the answer came to me. He had some kind of device that pulled in magical energy and stored it for him to use! That was how he was making these deadly storms! Avari kissed Talara and then helped get the boats out of the water and stored in one of the underground shelters. All the outlying farms had been warned in time and their people had gone into shelter Alari and I had just gotten into our own shelter underground when the storm hit with a vengeance. Lightning slammed into the ground everywhere. Hailstones bigger than my head rained down from above as the wind picked up even more than it had before. Never before had I experienced a storm like this one. The lightning was charged with magical energy and left craters where it hit. The hailstones pounded down as well while the wind got louder and louder all the time. At times it almost seemed to me as if we were going to be sucked out of our underground home. A bright flash of blue from a magical lightning bolt hit the entrance to our underground home several times in a row. Finally the wind let up and the storm ended. We emerged to see what the damage was and it was bad. Talara was standing like a rigid statue with the staff of the silver wood tree in her hands. The storm had been pushed away from the village but it still raged on as it went back across the lake. A large oddly shaped part of the clouds was spinning madly over the lake as the storm slowly moved back and forth over the water trying to return to here like a wild animal caught in a rope and being dragged to it's death. The storm reached the other side of the lake and abruptly dissipated. Talara fell to the ground near death again. She had fought against the madman and pushed the storm away from the village. Avari grabbed her and helped her to her feet. “So much hate! So much anger! So much pain! It powers the thing and drives the storms! He feeds on the pain and suffering of others!” Alari was already working hard on healing her as she had been hit at least twice by lightning from the storm and yet she somehow managed to channel it through her and use it to help push the storm back. It took three days for Talara to recover this time. We had lost four people to the storm when the wind from the spinning cloud that stretched from the clouds to the ground pulled them from their shelters then smashed them to death with debris or threw them way up in the air and let them fall to their deaths. It took Alari and our daughter to calm me down and prevent me from going across the lake to kill the madman by myself. He had killed four of us with his storm all because he he could not force us to bend and submit to his will. “He will be stopped! We will destroy that thing of his that is polluting his mind! Once he is freed from the thing we can heal his mind! You go after him now while he has so much energy to use and he will kill you!” “Dad, please don't go! I want you to see my little one when the time comes! I want this baby to know the ones who raised me! Please wait until you can at least greet the little one in a few weeks!” Taylor looked at me and spoke as well. “I want that madman stopped too, but killing him is not the answer! First we break and smash whatever is polluting his mind then we try to heal the damage done!” He was right. I hated losing anyone and had worked so hard to protect them all. Alari led me to to the silver wood tree and made me sit down and rest as the tree worked it's magic on me. It hurt losing those I swore to myself to protect. Talara had managed to save the village from the worst of the storm but it still almost killed her. It took a good amount of time to heal her again and keep her from having a months long recovery. Several others in the village had been hurt as well when the storm had almost pulled them from their underground shelters and forced them to hang on to anything they could to avoid being pulled out. With a little work I managed to create some sliding doors that could be slid over the openings to prevent them from being pulled out if another of these storms was thrown at us again. Thankfully our crops had been harvested and stored a little early or they would have been destroyed by the storm. Everything above ground had been smashed by the huge hailstones and lightning strikes. Not a single normal tree stood unharmed. “H has to be stopped! The longer we wait the more chances he will have of finding a way to kill us all off. The energy to drive these storms is derived from the pain and suffering of others but where are his victims? We freed his slaves and the slavers surely have not had a chance to return with more victims. We have to stop him and the ones bringing him more victims! I can't figure out where he is getting his power from!” Avari came up to me slowly. “I know where he is getting his power from. The suffering of others gives him the energy he needs to power whatever it is that helps him make these storms. He has an underground place where he keeps those he is hurting until they die in pain. He makes their suffering last as long as he can by hurting them in ways to do no lasting damage. He likes to inflict pain both physical and emotionally. I saw the place just once and escaped a half a day later. It is not a place I would ever want to see again. I have nightmares from what I was forced to watch him do to a young child. He forced himself on her as her mother watched and listened to her screaming in fear and pain then when he finished his foul deed her tortured her to death. Her death took hours and she cried out for her mother constantly before she finally died in agonizing pain. I would see him dead for this!” He broke down in tears and it took Talara a while to get him calmed down again. “The little girl was his little sister. She was four years old. The mother was his own mother and that is why he was forced to watch the entire event. I agree, he must be stopped before he can hurt anyone else this way ever again. The people are brought to him from all over every four days. With all of his slaves freed and his deliveries of victims being cut off he will be very angry now and will likely find a way to get up enough energy to power a storm so strong that no one will live through it. I think I have an idea of how to stop him but it is going to have to be done while he is still recovering from his storm being sent back to him. He has no healers. A healer would kill him before ever healing him. Tonight we need to go after him. He will not expect a night attack as we have never hit him at night. He has no clue who we are. He only knows that there are a few of us here with talents he would like to enslave while the rest are tortured to death slowly.” We listened as Talara outlined a brief idea of how to get at him. I changed my diaper and then joined them on a night trip across the lake. This was risky as none of us were familiar with the madman's home. He would have defenses most likely designed to hold and torture a person until he decided what he wanted to do with them. Up until now we had only been stinging him and stealing his slaves from him. It made him mad. This raid was going to hurt and hopefully kill him. Talara used her skill to move water to make our trip across the lake faster than we had ever gone before. The only downside was her having to stop and change a full diaper. It made her almost cry to have to change herself into a fresh diaper. The men that had captured her had hurt so badly that they left damage not even my beloved Alari could heal. She finished changing and I hugged her. “I say we finish him off then go after all those who bring more people to him to be tortured to death. No one should ever have to endure what they did to you. We will finish him and destroy whatever it is he uses to help make the storms more powerful. I promise on my honor that I want to destroy him and stop his madness!” She hugged me and then we were moving quickly across the lake again. The moon was high in the sky when we arrived on the far shore of the lake. Talara shuddered as she got out of the boat. “The land cries out from what he has done! Even the plants are crying out! The silver wood tree glowed heavily in the still night air. Our path led us by it so we all stopped and let it touch us each with it's branches for a few moments. The tree was angry with the madman and saddened at the loss of all those he had killed in such ugly ways. Carefully picking our way through the area was painstakingly slow but it was loaded with all sorts of nasty traps to hold and cause pain. We wrecked each trap we found and it was nice to know there were fewer traps to hold and torture a victim. At just about daybreak we arrived at a cliff wall that Avari had told us about. We all needed rest so I used my talent create a place in the solid stone for us to rest at and hide. It was dark inside but there was enough room for us to sleep. I left numerous small air holes in the rock so we would not die from a lack of air. During the time in hiding Alari changed me twice. Talara changed herself once as well. The used diapers were dropped into a hole and covered in solid stone so the smell of them did not make us ill or give away that we were hiding near the mad man and his place. We all of us stayed well away from the air holes and spoke in only the softest whispers so as to not let any sound give away we were even here. Several times I heard screams coming from outside our hiding place and it made me cry. I wanted nothing more than to lash out and kill the madman but he stayed hidden. He was busy hurting others and getting huge amounts of energy from their pain. When the night finally came the screaming finally stopped. Waiting until full dark before finally opening our hiding spot to the outside sickened me when I looked out. A little girl not more than maybe six was crawling on the ground in pain as she tried to escape. She looked back as she heard foot steps and cried out in despair as she tried to crawl even faster. Something that was not human and looked like a warped and distorted version of an elf grabbed her by one leg and slowly began to pull her backwards while laughing about her feeble attempts at escape. The thing got near the rock wall and I acted instantly. Two great big slabs of stone immediately slammed his body between them and crushed him before he could even cry out. It was a mess but I had no regrets for killing the thing. The little girl was grabbed by Alari as Talara pried the dead thing's hand off of her leg to free her. Within seconds the little girl was asleep. Alari was mad now. The little girl had been sexually assaulted then slowly and painfully tortured before being allowed to think she could escape. Her fear when she was captured again fed the madman and it was my guess that he did this frequently with his victims so as to create even greater amounts of fear and despair when he had them drug them back to die slowly and painfully. Talara spit on the blood covered hand with a disgusted look. “Varda!” Talari spun to face her with the little girl in her arms. “What?!” “That was a Varda! A vile and deadly race thought long dead. If ever you see one, kill it quickly and make sure it is not ever going to come back again!” I had no clue what they were but if they sided with the madman and helped him by torturing others, then they too should be destroyed. We found the cleverly hidden entrance to the lair of the madman and carefully made our way deeper into the tunnel. Several times it branched out into other rooms that contained the long dead remains of those who had died at his hands. Channels cut in the floor were stained rusty brown with dried blood that once flowed through these channels and to somewhere deeper into the place. Twice more we encountered some form of creature minding the place and were forced to destroy it to prevent it calling out an alarm. Three more rooms full of long dead victims made me sick to think of the hell they had been forced to go through before finally being allowed to die. I wanted to give in to my anger and hatred and just collapse the entire place but there were others in need of saving so I forced myself to calm down and let go of the negative feelings. The last turn brought us to a large room full of victims being held in cages that healed them before they were dragged out to be subjected to more torture. All of them wore blank expressions and had clearly given up on life. They waited for death to release them from their suffering. Each of them were freed and sent to the outside to wait safely at the silver wood tree. There were nearly 120 of them and it took time to free them. Three more times we freed victims being held in cages. It saddened me to find that one entire chamber held the dead remains of people who had been horribly mutilated and forced to die in agonizing pain. What kind of cruel and evil being could do this? We stopped once more so Talara and I could change real fast and I could get sick. So many victims! Why would he do this? No amount of power was worth this kind of suffering! So many people had breathed their last here as they died screaming that the echoes of their deaths seemed to be still crying out from the very stone itself. The sound of running feet coming towards us caught our attention. We braced for a fight but it was only a young boy. He made it almost to us before a black ooze of some kind dropped down on him and began to inflict pain on him as it peeled his skin away and began on the tissue underneath. Alari brought he silver Wood staff down into the middle of the stiff and it let go of the boy who was now dead with his entire bottom half missing. The thing writhed and bubbled as a silver fire flared up and incinerated it. A laughter from ahead of us echoed through the passageway. “My pet has fed well! Which one of you would like to be it's desert? Which one would like to be my play toy for tonight? We came into the room that was well lit with some type of glowing tubes in the roof connected to cables of some kind that ran off into the darkness. “My pet has been fed all those you knew! Would you like to see what it does? Yes. I think you will come to enjoy seeing it feed! It strips the flesh from your bones layer by layer! The pain is so lovely! If it is not very hungry the pain can last for days before it finally eats you!” He never stood a chance. I stepped into the room and made sure he saw me. “Well met butcher!” spikes of stone shot through him form the floor and ceiling as he screamed in pain for a moment before the last one slammed through his skull. Unlike the first thing we had killed he was taller and and looked more like an elf except for the razor sharp, teeth blue skin, and long fingers ending in sharp claws. It should have been over but his body flowed around the spikes and reformed as we watched in horror. “New things to play with!” Alari screamed and jumped at him. He laughed at her until the staff hit him and burned him. Talara used her abilities to prevent him from flowing away as Alari kept hitting it over and over with the staff until it was too hurt to move again. It was encased in a bowl of stone and there it finally died screaming an inhuman scream as the staff burned it to ash and then kept burning it until nothing was left. The group of us spent the next four days freeing every captive he had and destroying anything that had blood stains on it. We wanted nothing left behind. The next group of victims were brought in by smiling men and were met by a mob of angry victims. The men had guards but still ended up torn apart. The last one we left alive so we could get information. There was an entire clan of these men and they had been making good money, whatever that was, by capturing random people and bringing them here to be tortured to death. “If it were up to me I would see you all destroyed like the madman you served! One day there will be a reckoning. We will show up or others like us will show up and you will find out what it means to be hunted! Go and tell your clan that they are no longer welcomed here! Tell them we will visit them very soon!” We let him go and he ran as fast as he could for a horse. Getting everyone across the lake took us days. Silvermoon talked with the silver wood tree as I worked at readying everything here for a cleansing. With the last victim sent safely back across the lake to finish healing and have a chance at starting over I closed the last entrance to the passages. We never found the thing that fed on the pain and suffering but it could not keep working with my next idea. I leaning against the silver wood tree it surprised me to find it giving me extra strength to do what I planned. The ground rumbled and vibrated a little as a hole was formed going down so deep that liquid rock would flow out through it to the surface. Talara guided the super heated stone as it was like a fluid at the temperatures it had. The passage filled completely with the rock as it flowed into them. Nothing could stay intact with that happening. The explosion caused a huge portion of the cliff to blow out and then the ground to collapse under it. Whatever had been fed the all the pain and suffering had exploded. Liquid rock filled the area in and more small explosions shook the ground until finally the passages were full and the giant hole was filled with liquid rock. With this down I reached out and slowly closed the hole from the bottom to the top. Nothing more would flow out to the surface from it. It took days for the stone to cool and harden. The cliff wall was hot for several turns of the seasons but eventually it too cooled off. Tammy had helped to shuttle people back to the village where several people worked to help them to start healing. It surprised me one day on a trip across the lake to begin searching for the ones who brought innocents to die horribly when a blast of cold air and snow hit me. A figure led a number of Catari through the tunnel that had formed in the middle of the air in front of me. The lady stepped out of the tunnel with the group of several dozen Catari. I recognized her somehow. The silver wood trees had shown me her image several times. “She walked over to me and smiled. “Hello Harold. The silver wood trees named you most correctly. Great protector. I have watched all of this unfold. Now is time for some more help and I brought some friends who are eager to meet those who would sell their very souls for a few coins.” “Great healer! You are the one my Life Mate says guided her here!” She laughed. “Indeed I did! She could not live without you and you could not live without her. Your bond and love of life is very powerful. I name you all three as friends. Now I think it is time for some more friends here to learn of what you have helped to accomplish. They are most eager to to help and some of them are healers as well!” That was nearly ten years ago now. We found the slavers and dealt with them most harshly. The Catari that came were the first and they loved the area on the other side of the lake. Every victim has been healed and helped to start over again. Broken families were brought back together and new families were started. I learned that the Varda we destroyed was thankfully the last of them on this world. There is another population of Varda but they splintered off in long forgotten time when the rest began to turn evil. They have become a race of healers and artists who to this day I am told hate what the others they left behind chose to become. I think one day I would like to meet them. When we cleared out the slavers we found several more people with various talents. The humble village has grown over the years and with everyone helping to make it a wondrous place it is exactly that now. We have had some problems with a group of hunters going after anyone with a talent but they found our village to be too much for them. We caught them and gave them a choice of making amends for their actions or being imprisoned underground for life where they would never see the surface or see daylight ever again. They turned their lives around and last year three of them bonded with a trio of Catari. It should not shock me now but it still does surprise me when a portal opens and someone or several someones come through. Last week nearly 500 elves and 250 dwarves showed up along with three huge dragons! I would like to tel you what happened next but my diaper is already threatening to leak and my services are being requested again. It seems the Dwarves and a few of the Catari are still wanting giant statues of the three of us. Myself, Alari, and Talara have constantly rejected the idea. Talara has been slowly and steadily cleansing the land of the wild magic and returning the weave to a balance once more. Alari has been teaching everyone healing skills and has attended every birthing. She is often the first face newborn children see coming into this world. I keep pushing my abilities to the limit and have figured out how to make more of the shrine type of structures that help slowly balance out the weave of magic in the world. My mother never did apologize for throwing me out all those years ago and has since left the village for someplace that does not have me or anyone else with talents. I hope one day she sees the truth and returns. If not, I shall mourn her passing despite how she treated me. END That's it for this story. Had intended to make it longer but every time I went to work on it I ended up having to go back and fix 90% of the words that the damned auto correct screwed up. Had to run a an anti spyware scan four times to find all the damned spyware and get rid of it then fix open office so it would quit messing everything up. Lost about four pages of the story and had to rewrite. finished it a bit faster than intended but it's done. Hope to have my new system up and running by next week. Getting sick of arguing with windows and look forward to going back to linux. Thank you all for your patience. All comments and questions welcomed.
  13. Interesting story. Makes me wish I could write that fast. I've got three stories I'm stuck on currently. lol I am looking forward to reading more of this story. Great work!
  14. Someone asked for the origins of the Hellcats so here is a brief overview of their origin. when I have the tima nad am feeling better I will try to write a full length story detailing how the unit got their start. There is almost zero fetish content in this as it is a brief overview and told from a history book view. Hellcats origin unorthodox combat units trained to strike then vanish before enemy could capture them. First units formed from guerrilla fighters Amazons discovered a previously unknown continent rich in resources and littles. An invasion force quickly overwhelmed the local military and turned most of them into unwilling babies. The few that escaped fled to remote locations. A few months later disorganized strikes began to hit the amazons all over the continent. Amazons surprised by attacks managed to capture most of the littles attacking them. The few that escaped watched and learned amazon routines and began hitting them in vulnerable locations. Within five years the amazons began facing highly trained hit and run units that they were unable to catch. These units would operate in six person groups to plant bombs, destroy vehicles, and twice, assassinate generals. The amazons soon found themselves being hit everywhere. No place was secure from the attackers. Within 10 years the amazons were unable to even resupply as their transport ships and planes were destroyed before they could reach their destination. Several ships were found floating abandoned and emptied of all their supplies. The amazons began referring to these as ghost ships and were afraid to even board them as many times they were floating death traps. After 15 years of occupation the amazons still had no idea who was attacking them and were forced to begin retreating back to the other islands and continents. They reported back that the continent was haunted by ghost units. Somehow these units would hit the amazons and then vanish as if they had never been there. Only the end results of dead amazons and destroyed equipment proved that someone or something had attacked the amazons. At the end of 20 years of occupation the last of the amazons called for a cease fire and asked for negotiations with the units that had been hitting them. It was a psychological blow to the amazons when several hundred littles in full combat gear showed up to negotiate a peace treaty. The remaining amazon force attempted to grab all of them and were almost all of them killed in the firefight. One giant had refused to mistreat those he had captured and instead of diapering them and shipping them off, he treated them with respect. General Montoya released all the prisoners after making sure each one had safe food and water for several days as well as clothing. Their weapons were not returned to them but they reported back that they had been treated fairly and with a great deal of respect. Six months of negotiations broke down when the amazon ambasador refused to quit trying to kidnap littles and ship them off as babies to waiting giants. He was shot and killed during his last attempt. General Montoya was asked for by name to negotiate a treaty with the small nation of littles. The treaty stands to this day. Giants may only visit the country for a period of 14 days and would be escorted at all times to prevent attempted abductions. Anyone attempting to take a little against their will was either sent back with their mind barely intact or executed. The first ghost unit was formed nine months later. These littles are trained in survival, armed and unarmed combat, and counter insurgency. Under the careful guidance of instructors they learn to blend in and then strike when the enemy least expects it. These littles spend 36 months in intense training both physical and mental. They are taught to think outside the normal and to look for ways to do things that are not going to be thought of by an opponent. The first unit of these unorthodox soldiers chose the unit name Hellcats. Their numbers and actual training are kept a highly classified secret. Each member is given a code name when they graduate the 36 month course and never again use their real name until they are no longer in the unit. The Hellcats conduct covert operations around the world and do things most would consider impossible. Until 15 years ago the unit was largely thought to be a myth. A terrorist organization managed to take over a large island city. They executed every politician and set up a new government. They struck out at the nearest island with a nerve gas attack that killed 3 million people, including littles. When the giants tried five time without success to storm the city and reclaim it they were repelled with heavy losses each time while the enemy never lost a single person. Two months later the Hellcats unit hit the island quietly in the middle of the night. At precisely 3:15 in the morning all hell broke loose as explosions knocked out power and communications all over the city. Within three more days the island was cleared of the last terrorist and the Hellcats vanished again as if they had never existed. A few people managed to get cell phone footage of some of the attacks and it was quickly leaked out to the media. This frightened a number of amazons as they had thought taking the island back would be impossible. Within months the unit that did this operation surfaced again when another terrorist group stole a nuclear device and prepared to use it if their demands were not met. The Hellcats killed all 19 of the terrorists in a surprise attack and disarmed the nuclear device. Once more a few pieces of video leaked out to the press and it surprised the amazons to see littles doing the impossible. The Hellcats are recognized internationally as an official military unit trained in unorthodox combat methods. The most famous of these is Raven Par who has been seen a few times actually leading small units into impossible situations and then succeeding against all odds without any injuries. Raven Par is 1/3 owner of On Par Industries and thought to be responsible for the downfall of whitestone industries. Raven has served for four years as a public relations officer for the Hellcats and is the only member who has revealed her true identity. She operates under the call sign of Hellion when on duty. All other members keep their true identities a secret. To this day very little is known about the Hellcats and they prefer to keep it that way. It is rumored that for every one thing you see on the news, there are at least ten other things that they have done that you will likely never find out about. They train and operate in secrecy and the little bit of information that is released is very heavily edited so as to protect identities and operational methods. By treaty law it is illegal to attempt to adopt a member of this unit. Interfering with them has resulted in painful injuries and an occasional death to the individual attempting to interfere with them. A full read of the treaty would take thousands of pages and is too long to post here. Those wishing to read the full treaty can find a copy at their local library or can contact their regional capital to request a digital copy of the 10,000 page document. That's it for the brief overview of the Hellcats. When I finish Harold's story I will try to get started n some other projects and get to a doctor as well. Heart problems again. I hope this tides you good folks over for a bit. All comments and questions are welcomed.
  15. Love this story. I am eagerly awaiting your next chapter. Should be interesting to see how he deals with being adopted.
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