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| Seeds of the taint Posted by: James bluewolf at 11-29-2013 12:11 PM, Last Modified 12-01-2013 14:14 PM |
James sighed softly as he watched the world streak past from his seat on the train. His hand slowly stroked through the hair of the white kitsune who was currently slept softly snuggled up against his wolven partner. James could only chuckle as the occasional twitch of the kitsunes three tails gave away the fact that Mune was in a deep sleep and dreaming. The wolf had little idea where the kitsune was dragging him off to but it had been requested that he leave his rifle and other handgun at home. James felt naked and exposed without them and occasionally let his hand slip against the small of his back where remaining handgun was nestled tight in a patch of frozen fur. He knew the kitsune more then likely had a very good reason to ask such a thing but it did not help to ease him any better.
Mune the white three tailed kitsune with black booties and the occasional marking elsewhere and James the blue and white pelted wolf with very unique and translucent horns adorning his head had been working and in fact been living together for approximately three years. A practice that was not all that uncommon for their status as scribe and guardian. Mune was tasked with the process of sealing rifts that formed in the fabric of reality allowing the darkness to seep through into the world. Also he would deal with the disposal of low level threats. All Scribes were gifted with a certain amount of ability to see into the core of peoples very being as well as seeing the lines and faults of the boundaries between this world and the other darker side. It had no name, why name something you cannot understand or fathom….to do such would require ignorance…and ignorance was death in these times. To those whom required something to call the seepage into our world it was simple called Taint.
Mune was a rarity amongst scribes however, the kitsune’s grasp on the intangible had allowed him to catch and close rends in the boundaries before they even had time to open and spill their taint forth. Also his constant need to learn and expand his abilities yielded quite the assortment of combative and defensive artes. Something that put him on a much higher plane then most scribes whom normally had just enough resources to close rends and tears. The artes requiring small sacrifices of flesh, fur or even blood were the highest and most feared of his arsenal. His personal library almost rivaled the grand library at the headquarters, Tomes filled with languages known and lost lined the many shelves, A great deal more laid scattered open upon his various tables of current study or in tall piles in the corners of the room where books stripped of their knowledge were hurled and discarded. The kitsune never seemed to have enough to read, a constant influx of new tomes and books both acquired by way of store and looted temple kept him with a readily supplied source of reading.
James on the other hand represented the Guardian class, the physical side to the duo. Guardians had two simple tasks of their own. Protect the scribe with them and dispose of those whom the taint has anchored itself to deep to separate. The use of blessed weapons be it gun, sword, tonfa or fist were all in the arsenal of a guardian. James specialized in firearms ranging from his large homemade and maintained Rifle cutely named the XR bleurwulf and two customs handguns which belonged to a trinity of three which Mune held the last. James had allowed several majicks to be used upon him to protect himself as well as allowing him to wield the highly dangerous substance that was nestled inside tiny chambers in each of the rounds he used regardless of it being the 12.7 caliber rounds of his rifle or the .40 that loaded into his handguns. The substance was a highly aggressive entity only known as a bloodworm and was dangerous right down to a mere droplet. Upon impacting flesh the bullets would shatter releasing the vile liquid creature into the tissue of the victim where it would begin consuming and multiplying in size and number eventually destroying the victim’s nervous system. A process that caused a great deal of those struck to fall to throws of insanity. The addition of the wolf’s own innate skills with cold allowed him to work with the fluid while keeping it in dormant state.
The was one thing that both shared in common however, A very unique and old set of runes engraved in the lining of their gullets and rumps that allowed them to dispose of those the taint has corrupted in a more…..interesting and thorough manner. Through the act of ingestion both could cleanse a victim enough to allow their spirits to pass on to the afterlife and keep the taint from spreading. This unique ability was in constant demand to be shared with their peers but both maintained a strong refusal as both held the runes as a sign of their bond to each other, a kind of pact to remain at each others side. Though both had very differing outlooks and ideals they both shared the affection for each other that made their partnership a strong one.
The train would jostle and jump softly making both wolf and kitsune bounce in their seats as well as causing Mune to yip and squeeze James in surprise making the wolf laugh as the his companion looked up at him waking from his rudely interrupted nap. “Where are we?” He would speak softly as he rubbed and blinked his eyes into wakefulness as he slowly sat up in his seat patting his uniform into place and looking around at his surroundings and that of the scenery passing by the window.
James would smile warmly playfully pinching and tugging one of the kitsune’s ear tips before speaking “well it’s good of you to finally join me back on the train from whatever paradise of a dreamland was making you to murr and squirm so cutely in slumber”. He would grin softly as munes muzzle lit up in a blush and he looked away to hide it. “We’re almost downtown it’s about 2 more stops I think” James would again speak before his muzzle shifted into a more serious manner. “are you going to tell me where we’re going and what for?.......you know I don’t like surprises or being lead on merry little chases that end up putting me in an embarrassing situation or one that drains my wallet”
Mune would nod softly before putting a hand on James’s leg giving it a gentle but affectionate squeeze. “And you know to trust me when I have a premonition” The kitsune would return looking into the deep brown eyes of the wolf beside him whom nodded softy turning his gaze back to the window and placed his own paw over the smaller foxish paw and squeeze softly. After a few moments his attention would turn on the backpack that Mune carried.
James slowly reached over and pawed at the backpack. ”You made me keep my stuff at home how come you brought a regent bag” He would say with a playful pout before Mune softly swatted his paw away giggling.
“its not carrying regents” He would blush before continuing “but I’m going need what's in here where were going trust me and sides not all regents are as threatening as your guns James” He would finish before the breaks of the train hissed sharply as it pulled into the station and slowed down to complete stop allowing the sliding doors to shush open. “Well this is our stop c’mon…sooner we get to where were going the sooner you’ll see what I brought” Mune would say before smirking playfully and making his way off the train with James in tow.
The downtown part of the city they had arrived in was a bustling flurry of business and activity. Market day was always a wash of street vendors pedaling their wares of various natures and uses. Many times the wolf would get lured away by the scent of something sweet or the chittering of a cage filled with small creatures most of the time dragons. Every occurrence of this straying would be greeted by the squeezing of a vulpine paw around a lupine wrist and a growl of annoyance as Mune would tug James away from the stalls. The wolf would whine softly after one particular incident having spotted a vendor with quite the pretty inventory of smooth scaled and vibrant little dragons. He was just about to hand the man a large number of bills before Mune once again grabbed his arm and pulled him away “Now is not the time for picking up treats……no matter how tasty they look” He would speak before catching sight of the dragon the vendor was about to hand over to James made him pause for a moment as the thought of the small creature wriggling down his vulpine gullet or into his fluffy cute rear stopped his train of thought. After a moment of blushing and shake of his head he would continue to drag James away from distracting temptation.
The vendor would give them both a confused look as they walked away. He obviously had been selling the small bundles of murr and squeaks as pets and never expected someone to buy one for eating. He would slip the squirming creature back into its wooden cage before another possible buyer caught his interest and the wolf and fox exited the market leaving any further possible distractions behind them. The city streets were significantly less busy and after about 10 minutes of making their way through the various turns and curves of the city Mune would lead James to a large daycare center grinning softly as the wolf stopped to look up and read the sign.
“Snuggle paws daycare?” He would speak slowly eyes wide in confusion as he turned his gaze to grinning kitsune standing beside him. “Please tell me you’re kidding…..we’re going in there!?!” He would say before Mune nodded and the wolf could not help but muzzle palm sharply and sigh soon bowing his head with a groan.
“Yep…we're going in there, this is where my premonitions told me to come” Mune would say before walking away heading towards an alley way taking off his backpack and slowly opening it forcing James to follow him blinking.
“Where are you going I thought this was the place?” He would ask as he caught up to the kitsune whom had stopped in front of a dumpster and began to unpack the bag. James would splay his ears embarrassed as Mune began tugging a set of kit cloths from the bag before lastly removing a cutely decaled diaper from the bag. “Oh terra you’re not serious are you” He would say embarrassed and deeply surprised.
Mune would giggle softly as he looked over his shoulder at his guardian grinning wide “well how else am I supposed to mingle without making a scene and getting beaten by several purse wielding mothers” He spoke with a amused tone in his voice before snapping his fingers and slowly starting to shrink. “I’m going to need your help getting dressed in my…..disguise of sorts love” He would say as his voice slowly became softer and youthful. Slowly the kitsune would shrink and digress in age inside his clothing causing it to slowly sag and slacken. All but the kitsunes eyes would slowly diminish in size and age making it seem like the eyes themselves were instead growing soon to be large orbs of innocence and brown. Mune would giggle softly as his paws disappeared into his sleeves and they slowly drooped at his sides while his pant legs would collapse and deflate upon the concrete of the alley.
It was long till a small fluffy looking kitsune would stare cutely up at the wolf from where it stood in the center of clothing now far to large for it rendering it completely nude and laughing cutely as its three fluffy short tails wiggled madly behind him.
James would roll his eyes as his gaze met with Mune’s, the kitsunes large brown orbs filled to the brim with innocence with a touch of mischief. “Do we really have to do this?” He would say as he knelt down and slowly started to dress the adorable little kit making it wriggle and giggle loudly especially when the crinkly diaper was tugged over his little sheath and rump. He would then proceed in packing the now discarded cloths into the now empty backpack while Mune tottled around his legs crinkling madly as he wagged his tails about before tugging on James’s vest and holding his little paws out.
“UP UP!” Mune would trill hopping up and down a little till he was picked up by the wolf and proceed to wrap his small arms around the fluffy blue furred neck and nuzzling his small head under the wolf’s chin and muzzle murring loudly making James chuckle and shake his head. It was obvious in the wolf's mind that his kitsune companion was enjoying this in a way that was past simple duty. Behind the façade of innocence and lack of vocabulary skills the mind of a mature kitsune none the less remained.
Once both were ready James proceeded to head back to the daycare and push his way inside only to splay his ears as several loud sounds of kits, cubs, and hatchlings filled and pained his sensitive ears. He would nod softly to those whom stopped what they were playing to wave and greet him with soft “hellos” upon his entrance making him chuckle and wave back, his muzzle still painted crimson with embarrassment at what he was doing.
“Ah I see we have a new muzzle joining our little group today welcome!” James heard as a fluffy white mink with the occasional spots of colors that were probably the result of various paint covered tiny paws touching her approached him from swinging French door to his left side. She was dressed in a simple but well worn in pair of overalls that were equally covered in splotches of color giving it a vibrant and sunny look to them. She seemed to carry herself with a soft hearted pride; her stained pelt and tail were like trophies of her trade in her eyes. She would gently place her hands on mune’s sides making him play cute and shy by nuzzling into James neck fur causing her to laugh sweetly. “Awww are we a wittle bit shy?” She would coo softly before gently tugging on the kit turning him to face her and rubbing noses with him “its ok I don’t bite…and I doubt any of my cute little friends will either c’mon lets go meet them” Her voice was soft and soothing it was little wonder why she was so good at her job.
James would smile as Mune gently let go of his fur and vest letting the mink take him. “Well you have quite the way with little ones…” He would say before looking around “do you manage this place all by yourself?” The daycare was small in size no bigger then the living room at their home... The walls were almost completely covered in pictures of all sizes ranging from tiny little ones drawn with crayons to large canvas sized sheets covered in brush strokes of perhaps the next generation’s artists. It was very hard to find even the smallest bit of darkness or grey anywhere in the well seemingly well maintained daycare.
The mink would nod softly as she transferred Mune to sit against her hip making him crinkle softly “indeed I do I’m snuggle paws!” she spoke as she clenched and unclenched her free paw wiggling her fingers at eye level before leaning close enough to whisper “my real name is Trisha” loud enough for him to hear before she walked away to introduce Mune to the others of his size and age at the current time leaving James to look around awkwardly finding a chair his size to sit on.
“must be a big task to keep up with all these little ones….surely you must have some sort of help” He would ask with a soft smile watching her set Mune down beside equally cute mink kit at a coloring table before reaching into the pocket of her overalls pulling a few paperless crayons from it and giving them to Mune whom seemed to take and stare at them like they were some kind of priceless treasure before starting to scribble and draw on a piece of paper letting Trisha slink back over to the wolf.
“nope I do it all” She spoke with a grin wide and full of happiness “I change the diapers…wash the blankets used for nap time and even make the cute little sandwiches for snack time” She would speak before her smile left her for a moment of seriousness as one of her ears would lay back “you little one is not allegoric to peanut butter is he?”
James would chuckle and shake his head “no Mune loves his peanut butter no worries there…by the way I’m James’s” He would speak unable to fight the contagiousness of the minks smile that returned after his response. “You must really love your work to take on so much at once”
Trisha would nod softly letting her tail sway about peacefully behind her. “yes I really do…children are my passion, being surrounded by laughing and playing kits is far superior to sitting at a desk in a major corporation enduring deadlines and board meetings as you wait for the clock to chime 5, and I would know I was a CEO for 4 years at a very large investment agency” She spoke winking a auburn eye at him. “Maybe if i'm lucky my little Millie will take my place when the time comes” Trisha would say pointing at the mink kit Mune was currently laughing and coloring with. However the tranquil moment was soon be disrupted by the sounds of crying and sadness causing both mink and wolf ears to perk and cant around before both their eyes fall upon the forms of a two white lion cubs whom currently were laid on the ground crying and fussing amongst a pile of blocks that perhaps once were stacked as a tower.
The scene seemed to portray a trip or slip that had sent one lion cub tumbling against the makeshift tower toppling it to the ground and upsetting them both. Before James could even blink Trisha had crossed play area and reached the two distressed cubs picking them both up into her lap kissing boo boo’s and wet eyes calming both lion cubs down letting James mingle softly taking in the sights and smells of the colorful daycare as he slowly maid his way over to Mune.
The little kitsune was surrounded by sheets of paper all covered with cute little pictures and partial words but upon getting closer the wolf noticed each one had the spark of majick to it. Even in his less mature form the kitsune Mune had managed to hang quite a few spells using the pictures. The little kitsune would giggle and growl cutely has his wolf approached and was quick to hold his little paws up at the blue wolven whom would soon kneel down to pick up the squirming buddle of tails and fur. “Whatcha cha doodling eh?” He would ask as Mune nuzzled his small muzzle against his wolfs growling cutely as he hugged around his fluffy blue neck once more.
“Pictures!” Mune would reply giggling before his small paws would push a few pictures aside to grasp one buried under the bunch and pull it free. “Looky!” He would chime loud enough to make the ear closest to his little muzzle splay down instinctively as he showed each picture he had done to his wolf until lastly a picture of a white mink with big dark scary looking shadow was left and both looked over at the softly giggling Millie. The taint had been found and was currently festering inside the small fluffy form currently scribbling away with crayons furiously. It was quite evident the taint was starting to work its way through her as the pile of pictures done by Millie were getting increasingly devilish in nature as one picture in particular look like it had been drawn to be a simple landscape with a tree with birds and squirrels playing under it and transformed to a horror scene of a new creature with dripping teeth goring and devouring the squirrels while the birds perched seemingly headless in the tree, Quite a feat to be obtained with mere crayons.
James did not have to ask to know little Millie was currently hosting a denizen of the taint inside her. It became further apparently as her red crayon snapped and she snarled bestially her fingers dripping with a tarish fluid that clung and slowly started to envelope her paw. She was beginning to enter final stages of the possession; they would need to act fast. Slowly James would set Mune down once more as the kit began to gather the papers he had charged while the wolf would slowly reach out with his hand letting it steam and glaze over softly with ice as he aimed to take her paw and staunch the progress making sure not to startle her. However a sudden strike of Millie’s taint covered paw would send the wolf stumbling onto his rear end leaving a gooey rend in his vest that fizzled then solidified as the protective incantations in the vest purified the taint. He would wince and growl in light pain instinctively put a paw on his chest as Trisha came over wide eyed and horrified after witnessing the scene.
“stay back from her…she’s not well right now” James would say as he tried to grab a hold of the minks wrist but Trisha slipped past far to quickly for him, by time he was able to regain his feet the mink was knelt down in front of her kit, ears splayed in worry and panic seeing her child in such a state and not understanding why. The other toddlers were also silent transfixed by the commotion causing an eerie silence to wash through the daycare.
“Millie talk to mommy…what's wrong with you, why did you do that!” the mink spoke her once soothing and soft voice now spiked sharply in worry as she looked into the eyes of her daughter whom just stared back blank. Trisha would reach for Millie’s taint covered paw shivering. “What have you gotten all over your paw mil….” She would be cut off by a sudden lashing of Millie’s paw; the little mink’s claws had become warped and completely covered in taint. They would strike and raked across her mother’s throat flinging her against a shelf toppling over with it. Trisha whined and whimpered softly clutching her neck with a paw as she lay atop the remainders of the shelf and toys it held.
Millie would growl deep and wet before turning back to her paper starting to finish the picture before a wave of screams and cries of terrified young ones filled the daycare. The possessed mink pup would turn and snarl at the loud noise turning her attentions to her fellow youngsters, enraged by the loud noise she would slowly slide from the chair she was sitting onto the floor and making a sudden dash at one of the closest sources of noise being the two white lion cubs whom had once again knocked down but this time from the adult mink knocked airborne. Both of them huddled together watching terrified as the screaming Millie came at them.
She would get a mere foot from her quarry before the strong paw of James grabbed her scruff and hauled her into the air kicking and screaming. Her mutated paw clawing and swiping at his face as she twisted and struggled by her scruff. The wolf yipped and yelped softly with every close shave with the growing claws. “Mune hun...now would be a really good time to do something!” He would call out looking around madly for the little kitsune before spotting him climbing his way atop a toy shelf, papers clenched tightly in his paw.
Upon reaching the top Mune splayed his tails out like a fan and tore a crayon drawn picture of a night sky with many stars in half with a loud crackle as the majick woven into it spewed forth from making the room darken before many golden lights would spill forth off the page as the stars upon it freed themselves to float around the room. The flashy spell succeeding in mesmerizing everyone in the room including the wolf and taint stricken mink pup in his grasp causing her to cease her struggles to watch. Slowly each one of stars would descend to land on gracefully on the noses of the various kits, cubs and hatchlings present in the daycare, There they would softly twinkle and spin slowly before shattering into golden dust making each youngster fall into a deep sleep one by one all except Millie whom merely shook it off snarling.
Next the young kit would hold a crude picture of the daycare inside a box surrounded in darkness letting a sharp bark escape his small muzzle before tearing it letting the hung spell free. Golden streamers would flood from the torn paper flowing towards the doors and windows making them disappear. The spell was meant to seal and cut the daycare away from time and reality or least the interior of it. Millie would begin screaming and snarling once more as the taint inside her realized what was happening began to struggle even harder, The sudden out lash of energy caused the wolfs grip to slip causing the possessed pup to plummet towards the ground before being caught around the ankle mere inches from impacting head first with the floor.
James growled softly as the young mink swung and struggled about upside down trying to land a cleaving blow on its captor with its now dagger long claws. Time was growing shorter by the moment as the tar like taint reached her shoulder creeping slowly closer to reaching her head where it would corrupt and shatter her mind and thus ensuring its hold on her. “Hurry up she’s almost lost!” He would call out to his partner whom jumped from the shelf using plushy to cushion his impact with a loud squeak before the mini kitsune came waddling quickly to the wolf and intensely agitated mink pup.
Mune held up the last picture as he approached yipping and yelping loudly every time the possessed pup lashed out at it with its now sinister looking claws forcing him to tug it away before the taint covered paw could contaminate the majick in the picture. “STILL!” Mune yelled out annoyed stamping a foot childishly giving the wolf a moment of humor that made him chuckle before sharply lashing out with his free paw to grab tainted and distorted paw holding it still. The taint hissed violently as it tried to infest the wolf that touched it but only met the cold protective layer of ice that coated the paw moments before it wrapped around the wrist. Not wasting a second Mune quickly thrust paper decorated with the picture of a demon pushing against the walls of a cube against Millie’s arm causing her to shriek in pain as slowly the taint began to regress down her arm with a moist sickening sucking sound as the spell imbued paper began to draw the taint into it.
Within moments the taint was drawn completely from Millie’s body causing the pup to faint from the shear strain on her small form letting the now slick looking paper float to the ground where it came to rest. Both the kitsune and wolf let out a sigh of relief as James set down Millie in her chair before turning his thoughts and attention to Trisha quickly rushing to her side to check on her. The mink had fainted in shock from the blow remaining limp over the toppled shelf she had collided with. Slowly James nuzzled her head back exposing her wound and began licking the taint from it making sure to gulp every ounce down feeling it foam and hiss in his gullet being purified by the runes in his gullet. The wound was deep fortunately in the heat of panic her hackles had filled out and taken the brute of the damage. She would be sore for many days but least the trauma was minimal as there was no signs of arterial lacerations allowing James retrieve a needle and thread from a pouch in his vest to suture the wound close making sure it was tight before she could wake. He softly chilled his paw stroking it over her forehead and ears bringing her around as she slowly awoke confused and groggy.
“What...what happened…oh my god where’s Millie where's my pup!” She would say before suddenly bolting into a sitting position causing the wolf to push his paw firmly keeping her sitting while he stroked her head soothing it with the bit of cold his paw carried. He next beckoned with his head towards the two white forms of Mune and Millie cuddled against each other showing her that her daughter was fine. It was unknown weather the kitsune was faking it for the sake of covering up what had occurred or had actually fallen asleep against the little mink’s soft pelt while inspecting her, either way it made explaining things a lot easier for the wolf.
“Relax its ok” he would speak softly rubbing her head gently with the cool paw “you must have had a hot flash or something cause you passed out and fell against the shelf. You also gave yourself quite the little cut against your hackles but it’s a small might be sore fore a while but everyone is ok see?” He would softly help her look around to see all the slowly waking forms of the little ones she tended after. “Everyone saw what you did and decide it was nap time themselves….hehe without breaking shelf I might add” he spoke and reassured her with a bit of humor.
“oh…..ok I guess that’s good…I think” She spoke softly still reeling a bit from her injury and impact to her head as the rest of the daycare slowly woke and went back to playing with their toys like that had before the incident. They would remember nothing of the ordeal as slowly the door and windows returned as the daycare realigned with reality. Slowly with the help of James Trisha would rise to her feet and make her way over to the two fluffy white forms sleeping together on the ground and gently scooped up her daughter, She smiled softly as Millie yawned and stretched opening her eyes and licking her lips like waking from a long sleep. She would murr and smile wider rubbing heads with her licking and kissing her daughters muzzle “its ok hunny mommy just had a wee bit of a accident she’ll be ok” She spoke softly as she cuddled her pup letting James softly reclaim his own pup of sorts gently tickling Mune’s belly making me yelp and squeak in laughter as he wriggled about.
After a few moments of solitude the sounds of rested and playful kits filled the daycare once more a few tottling over to Trisha to seek cuddles of their own from their friendly and loving caretaker for the day. A close call came when a small cardinal chick approached the picture the taint had been sealed in and was just bending over to pick it up when Mune pounced the picture stuffing it in his little maw and gulping it down loudly much to the amusement of the cardinal boy whom laughed loudly and clapped his wings. No one would be the wiser as the picture slowly started to digest in his little kit belly.
The pair would stick around to help in clean up time and even to have some crust less sandwiches and apple juice. Soon the parents of the various toddlers came to claim their children one by one a wave and a goodbye marked their departure soon leaving no one but the wolf and his kitsune as well as the mink Trisha and her daughter Millie. Mune would get a kiss from Millie causing him to make a face and stick his little tongue out and James would get a soft hug from Trisha as he got to his feet smiling. “Well I guess it’s about time for us to be getting home” he would speak as he gathered Mune in his arms and made his way towards the door before getting stopped by Trisha whom grabbed his arm softly.
“You know most people come here to drop off their kids…not to stick around all day with their kids” She spoke as a small grin shaped her muzzle making James chuckle and look away. “What exactly did you come here for…?” she would ask before letting his arm go.
“Well perhaps I just wanted Muney here to have some fun and playmates” He responded grinning at her warmly before he disappearing out the door onto the now calmer streets chuckling softly as Mune snuggled against his vested chest. “she totally has a crush on me I know it” he spoke laughing before yelping loudly as Mune sunk his little teeth into his wolf’s arm growling up at him with his big and slightly less cute and more annoyed looking big brown eyes before a loud gurgle in his little belly marked the purification of the taint demon inside his tummy causing the little kitsune to go wide eyed before splaying his ears as crimson blush spread across his small muzzle as a new smell filled the air. James would yelp and laugh quickly holding the now soiled kitsune kit at arms length laughing
“Hell no I draw the line there!” Were the last things he said before disappearing over the hill towards the train station....... |
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