FALLEN

CHAPTER 1
 
Daffodil stands at the center of the bedroom, drying off with a towel but on the bed was Pulling Strings who had his eyes closed.
 
“Keep them shut.”
 
“My eyes are completely closed Daffie.”
 
“Good, keep it that way.”
 
“You do know I am not attracted to such things, you know?”
 
“I know but I would like privacy and I can’t really force you out the room… After all, you were my master.”
 
That made Strings open his eyes, which made Daffie drop her towel and she goes to pick it up quickly.
 
“You’re eyes are open!!!”
 
“I am still you’re master! Even if I am a fallen god who is forced to work his way up to the top!”
 
He gets out of bed, going up to Daffie who covers herself with a towel.
 
“Do you think I wanted this? Do you think you wanted to be down here again as a mortal servant? I think not because now we are in this filth of a district which is run by my nemesis. This is a very insulting, embarrassing situation for me.”
 
He was humiliated to be reminded of what happened to his powers and throne, he was also angry. Daffie grimaces a bit but the expression soon turned gentle as she had humiliated him without even knowing.
 
“Sorry Strings, I didn’t know that’ll trigger you like that. Still, you did send me down here numerous times to cause chaos amongst the ghettos and poverties. I know how it feels to lose the things you have once gained but Strings, welcome to my world and I’m sorry it has to be this way… For the both of us.”
 
He sighs, frustrated but reassured in some sense as he pets her on the head. Her hair still wet from the shower she had taken earlier but she pulls away a bit.
 
“To be a mortal, you can’t do things like that. People don’t do that to other people, they don’t treat them like pets.”
 
“Fine. If this is the new life I have to deal with in order to bring me back to godhood then I shall do whatever it takes to get it back.”
 
With that she hugs him.
 
“………This is uncomfortable.”
 
She let’s go.
 
“Hehe, whoops. Sorry, it’s a mortal thing.”
 
She blushes slightly but was happy that he obliged her.
 
“It is fine, after all, you are my most efficient and trusted servant…. Well, the only servant I have left but what made you come back to me again? I seem to have forgotten.”
 
“I’ll tell you later.”
 
She rolls her eyes in annoyance and thought, ‘Fallen gods, I swear… Especially if they are men.’ She looks at Strings who was feeling the towel, he was feeling her up?
 
“GAH!”
 
She backs away.
 
“The heck are you doing?!”
 
“It’s soft. Soft just like my clothing when I was a god.”
 
“Another thing, don’t feel up on people just because things on them are “soft.””
 
“You say as if I’m some wretched mortal who doesn’t know what to do with their life and results to only perversion.”
 
“That’s how people will think of you Strings if you do something like that and you could get in big trouble.”
 
“Feh, those policemen will back down if you bribe them.”
 
“Yeah but where will you get the money? You need to find a job.”
 
He squints his eyes at her, thinking, ‘The hell do you think I am? A part time worker or something?’
 
“Don’t give me that look Strings… You know I hate that look.”
 
“One word: Drums.”  
———––  
Walking in the streets of District L that were full of pedestrians, filth, and gloom, Daffie and the fallen god make their way to a music store.
 
“You know learning to play the drums will take months and years, right?”
 
“I trust you’ll be a good candidate of a teacher to me. For once, you get to command me, you understand Daffie?”
 
“Oh I understand but I don’t know how I’ll teach you…”
 
He stops in mid walk.
 
“What do you mean?”
 
She looks down, pondering what to say to him and she sighs, looking up at him.
 
“I… Just go with a beat. I’m no professional but I can sound like one. I can’t read music but I can produce it very well.”
 
Strings now remembers that she was a natural talented drummer, she didn’t need notes to help her with a beat, she knew exactly which note went together immediately.
 
“Damn… I almost forgot about that. Daffie, do you think I can do such things?”
 
“……Maybe. You are a fallen god so… I believe you have talent in a way.”
 
“Good.”
 
He says with much confidence in his voice.
 
“We need to try out what I can and cannot do.”
 
“Why not let me play the drums instead?”
 
“Because I’ve grown curious to try out such a contraption made by mortals and these feelings are unesccerary.”
 
“Emotions? Well, mortals have those so try to adjust?”
 
He sighs and begins to walk, she follows behind him as they arrive at the music store.
 
“Hello?”
 
Said an anthro pony who seemed to be sixty years old.
 
“Yes, hello there sir. We are here to buy drumsticks.”
 
Said Daffie.
 
“Just drumsticks?”
 
“Yes.”
 
“Well… What types.”
 
“Just the regular type. The ones that are circular at the tip.”
 
“Alright, I’ll go get them.”
 
The old man said as he begins to walk while Strings observes records and books about music. Daffie goes over to Strings to him.
 
“Something caught your eye?”
 
“These manuals about music… I wish to buy one but I’m not sure if we have enough money.”
 
“Not right now we can’t. Later we can if we have enough money.”
 
Strings really seemed to want that manual about music and Daffie knew it but she grabs his hand and leads him away from that section, just incase if he gets any ideas about how to steal it.
 
“Let’s focus on the drumsticks, Strings. I promise we’ll get it, alright?”
 
Strings felt helpless, as he now realizes he can’t get everything that he wants now and quietly says “Okay…” The old man comes back to the counter with the drumsticks they wanted and Daffie pays for them, the two soon head out of the store and walk the streets to go back home.  
—–  
The next day comes and Daffie finds Strings sitting on the floor.
 
“Strings, what are you doing?”
 
She tiredly says, trying to wake up.
 
“Something to distract me of this unbearable thing in my throat, heart, and mind…”
 
‘Throat, heart, and mind???’
 
She thought in curiosity if he was sick.
 
“Are you not feeling well? Like a fever or something?”
 
“I’m not sick but I feel… Sorrow? Is that what it’s called?”
 
She is concerned about him and hugs him from behind, her front gently touching his back where his wings were at.
 
“Why do you feel that way?”
 
“….It would be selfish of me to say, it would bring me to shame and make me feel even worse.”
 
He sighs, getting up and wings extending as he stretches then proceeds to open the window, the cool air rushes in with a mild breeze.
 
“Is there anything I can do to help you with?”
 
She asks gently but he responds with a “No.” He walks out of the room, heading to the living room where they had no furniture or an entertainment center (t.v., video games, etc). It was mostly walls, a ceiling, and a floor with stained spots on the carpeting. Daffie knew they were poor and the fact that they had to pay rent on the next week would be very complicated, they were low on money and Strings seemed to be stressed…
 
‘So that’s why he is depressed…’
 
She says in her head as she watches the fallen god sit on the floor and sigh heavily as he looked down at the ground.
 
“Strings…”
 
She says softly.
 
“What is it Daffodil?”
 
He doesn’t look up at her, his head still down.
 
“Should we practice with the drums?”
 
“Bring me the drumsticks…”
 
He didn’t sound too confident today and she goes to get the items and a few buckets, putting it in front of him.
 
“Here, we’re starting with the basics and I’m sure it was obvious enough.”
 
“You’re just letting me know before we start, I understand.”
 
He picks up the sticks, he was already holding them expertly and Daffie makes a mental note of that.
 
‘Lets test this theory out.’
 
She thought as she begins to teach him the basics.  
––––  
It’s been two hours now and Daffie was impressed. She was sure Strings had learned well enough to actually make basic beats and complicated beats as he surely caught on quickly.
 
“I wish to perform in public.”
 
She was shocked. Surely he was ready but since he’s been having emotions lately, he could experience being nervous for the first time and she was worried for him.
 
“Strings… Are you sure?”
 
“Of course I am. It’s not that hard to do things that requires no effort.”
 
“That’s not what I was meaning…”
 
She says under her breath as Strings begins to pick up the buckets, drumsticks in the front pockets (left pocket) of his short’s.
 
“Come Daffodil, we must make money in order to survive.”
 
Without questioning him, she follows close behind as they leave the apartment complex to go find an area for him to bucket drum. They soon arrive in a mall, they were in the plaza section where many people passed them, Strings sitting on one of the buckets as the others faced him and he was getting ready. Daffie was nervous, scared that he’ll mess up because of the attention he’ll attract but she also had confidence in him.
 
“Daffie, is it a good time now?”
 
“Yes. Knock em’ dead Strings.”
 
“Alright.”
 
He begins with a moderate beat, a good tempo kept in mind as to what he wanted before he added complex drumming techniques to lure in the crowd. He switched buckets from left to right, flipping the drumsticks rather quick to keep up with the new tempo he had brought in as his mind and body rapidly reacted perfectly to make the crowd enjoy this scene before their eyes. Daffie watched, she was impressed by him, very honored to have him perform without stage fright getting to him. He finishes perfectly and the crowd applauded, some people putting money in a bucket and walking away to resume their day as Daffie goes up to Strings.
 
“You knocked em’ dead Strings! You rocked!”
 
She said excitedly, a wide smile on her face. He gets up and goes to the bucket that the money resides in and picks up the bucket, getting the money and counting it.
 
“Only seven dollars… I didn’t rock… I sucked.”
 
Daffie could easily disagree but she wasn’t wanting an argument to pop up, she goes to him and pats his back.
 
“Come on Strings, we can try tomorrow if you like to.”
 
“I’ll take some time off before drumming again in the public. Need to find some more alternatives to gain money.”
 
“You can work but it’ll be hard to find a job for you.”
 
“…..What do you mean?”
 
“For starters, you have no high school diploma, no G.E.D., no skills trade, and no experience on working hard.”
 
“I’ve worked hard before and you know that.”
 
“As a god, not as a mortal.”
 
She had a point there and Strings shuts his mouth. It was time for him to get a job anyway, a real one to be specific instead of following dumb mortal dreams that processed in his mind.
 
 
CHAPTER 2
 
The sound of a heart rate monitor was heard. Outside the door were the sounds of walking, the audible footsteps with wheels slightly screeching because of minimal rust. Language fills the air outside the door, the commotion of a tree being impacted by a car at the speed of 90. On the other side of the door, four posts connected to the bed to hold it up were ragged. The metal was scratched up, somewhat bent due to others being on it, and the general idea of it being old.
 
We slowly pan up to see a man laying in the bed, hooked up to life support and an IV (intravenous) that is in his left arm, via in a vein. There were other tubes to that were connected to him, ones that allowed air into his nostrils and one that drained urine. His casted right leg lifted up by a loop of rope, both arms extended out and casted, a neck brace to correct the upper part of the spinal cord, and fresh stitched scars covered in some sort of anti-biotic cream that was founded on the torso. The respirator beeped every ten minuets as the man’s eyes were closed, the bruises on his face until we were silently introduced to two people who came into the room with uneasiness and quieted movement. It was a man and a woman who seemed to be in the same age group as the man in the bed but one person took a side so they can look at him from right and the left.
 
Best friend: Did he open up his eyes? Did he try to touch my hand? Or is my mind playing tricks on me…?
 
Wife: Why are you so concerned? Do you really care, or do you feel responsible?
 
There was a pause but more of a tension between the two but it soon lifts away as the best friend leaves the room. The wife looks at the man and gently puts a hand on his cheek, her warmth on his cold cheek.
 
“Now the tide has turned. Won’t you try to clear the air? Let your conscience be your guide…”
 
With that she kisses his cheek and leaves the room, closing the door gently. The man lays there in the bed, dead-still as the machines try to keep him alive until the light flickered and an oily dark cloud comes out of it. The cloud forms beside him and shapes into a cloudy black figure that had some type of vile oil substance that ran down it’s body. It places a tainted hand on the man’s head, the figure going inside his ears and nose.
 
[Me] I can’t move, I can’t feel my body  
I don’t remember anything  
What place is this…how did I get here?  
I don’t understand, what’s happening…
 
Am I alone?
 
[Fear] You’ve been deserted, everyone has left you  
You know it’s always been that way  
Those frantic years, the people you’ve neglected  
Now the time has come to pay
 
You’re alone  
No one here is dancing to your tune
 
[Me] Is this a dream or is it real?  
[Reason] Sometimes the dream becomes reality  
[Me] But I don’t know what to feel  
[Reason] Then I will guide you through this haze  
[Me] But who are you, why are you here?  
[Reason] I am you and you are all of us  
[Me] I can’t think, my mind ain’t clear  
[Reason] Then I will free you from this maze
 
[Passion] Can’t you feel it burn  
Deep down inside?  
Won’t you ever learn  
Don’t try to hide
 
Can’t you feel that fire?  
Scorching your soul?  
A wounded man’s desire  
Out of control
 
[Pride] I can’t believe you’re giving up  
That’s not your way  
I can’t believe you’d pass the chance to make them pay
 
You’ve always had complete control  
Never thinking twice  
You always called the shots, a heart as cold as ice
 
[Me] You’re delusions of my mind  
[Reason] And so we are, we’re all a part of you  
[Me] Am I a part of some design?  
[Reason] The one design is in your head  
[Me] How can it be you look so real…  
[Reason] We are as real as you imagine us  
[Me] I can touch you, I can feel…  
[Reason] Then take my hand and follow me
 
[Passion] Can’t you feel it burn  
Deep down inside?  
Won’t you ever learn  
Don’t try to hide
 
Can’t you feel that fire?  
Scorching your soul?  
A wounded man’s desire  
Out of control
 
[Pride] I can’t believe you’re giving up  
That’s not your way  
I can’t believe you’d pass the chance to make them pay
 
You’ve always had complete control  
Never thinking twice  
You always called the shots, a heart as cold as ice
 
[Love] Close your eyes, listen to your heart beat  
Surrender to its soothing pulse  
Silence the cries, gentle and carefree  
Good or bad, true or false…
 
You’re not alone
 
You’ll find me here whenever they oppose you  
I am the strongest of them all  
No need to fear these feelings that enclose you  
I’m here to catch you when you fall
 
You’re not alone  
I am here dancing to your tune
 
[Passion] Can’t you feel it burn  
Deep down inside?  
Won’t you ever learn  
Don’t try to hide
 
Can’t you feel that fire?  
Scorching your soul?  
A wounded man’s desire  
Out of control
 
[Pride] I can’t believe you’re giving up  
That’s not your way  
I can’t believe you’d pass the chance to make them pay
 
You’ve always had complete control  
Never thinking twice  
You always called the shots, a heart as cold as ice.
 
 
CHAPTER 3
 
Nine years ago…
 
“Again.”
 
A male voice says out in a command.
 
“Repeat it.”
 
A feminine voice commands.
 
“One more time.”
 
Commanded the male voice. A grunt was heard, it sounded as if a boy was pulling something.
 
“Excellent! Just like that!”
 
The feminine voice says in a cheerful tone. A thirteen year old boy was pulling rows of columns as he sweated heavily and panted before letting go of them with the limited force of power he had. He falls down, exhausted as an adult male and a female go to him.
 
“Rise up godling, no resting.”
 
“Pulling Strings, if you want to be a god you have to be strong.”
 
Said the female.
 
“Hh… Hh… Hh… Gnnn…!”
 
He gets up, struggling to hold himself up as he looks at his two mentors.
 
“A god must be strong. If he decreases power, he shall be only a mortal.”
 
“And no one likes mortals, they are boring.”
 
“Very.”
 
Two Draconequess’ stood before him, both looking alike in a way but can easily tell which one was male and female. The female wraps around the young Strings like a snake and looks him in the eyes.
 
“Do you have a motive as to why you want to be our little god? A reason as to how you’ll be a chaotic like us?”
 
“Yes… Screw logic!”
 
Strings says with enthusiasm and she smiles, rubbing his head as she looks at the male.
 
“Think we taught him well yet, Discord?”
 
Discord had a talon hand up to his chin as he studies Strings.
 
“Hmm….”
 
A glass of chocolate milk appears next to him but flys to Strings who takes it.
 
“Hey!”
 
Discord says as Strings drinks the glass instead of the chocolate milk, which he throws away at Discord. He catches the solidified milk and munches on it, it breaks like glass.
 
“We taught the kiddo well, Eris.”
 
“That’s my boy!”
 
Said Eris happily as she hugs Strings and he hugs back.
 
“How shall we celebrate?”
 
Eris asks, continuing hugging Strings.
 
“I want to take over a town!”
 
“Thought we go see that Lust girl.”
 
“NO! I WILL NOT SEE HER!”
 
“Why is that godling?”
 
Discord asks.
 
“I HATE HER I HATE HER I HATE HER I HATE HER!!!”
 
“Honey, you still a bit heartbroken?”
 
“I’m fine! I just hate her guts, mentor Eris.”
 
“It’s okay if she caught you’re heart.”
 
“I spare no heart of mine to her! She is a whore who gets off to perverted toys!”
 
“Alright alright, jeez kiddo calm down.”
 
Said Discord as he saw a red faced Strings beginning to calm. The two draconequeseses look at each other, seemingly finding out that the young god had a thing for the young princess, then again she was Lust itself. Eversince the two met, they have been pranking each other left to right and he would always deny her “moves.” It was cute to see him get angry because of her antics and that he would always step in to stop her, though she did it to get his attention and it worked multiple times. Eris pinches Strings cheeks and pulls them a bit.
 
“You know you would lose you’re mind if you never saw her again my little god%.”
 
Strings tries to make her to stop.
 
“Ow! That hurts! Knock it off mentor Eris!”
 
She giggles and let’s go and uncurls from around him, floating up in the air as Strings rubs his cheeks.
 
“I’ll get you back for that.”
 
He growls.
 
“Maybe when you’re older then that’s when you’ll get me back.”
 
She sticks her tongue out at him. He was about to fly up there to get his revenge but Discord ruffles his hair.
 
“Come Strings, let’s go mess with the royal sisters.”
 
He grabs the boy by the head with his lion’s paw, as if he were weightless and sets him on his back,
 
“Hold on tight kiddo.”
 
With that, they descend from the clouds like an arrow shot from a bow, quickly seeing Canterlot in their view. Strings was holding on tightly, he was ready to fall off or let go on purpose because he couldn’t handle the velocity rate at which his mentor was going until a soft thud was heard.
 
“Kiddo, you can let go.”
 
Said Discord as he stood up and Strings simply let’s go and falls on the ground, shaking a bit from all that force rushing onto him and almost making him let go during mid descend.
 
“Kiddo, speak to me instead of quivering.”
 
“I-I am alright. Just feeling a bit sick is all.”
 
“Stand tall young one. You’re gonna like this little thing I have planned for us to enjoy.”
 
Discord says as he picks up a now dizzy Strings who tries to balance himself.
 
“Where to, mentor Discord?”
 
“The Canterlot Castle.”
 
He points to it and Strings gazes upon it’s glory.
 
“A suitable throne must be inside… For me to conquer.”
 
The young Strings says to himself and Discord looks at his future predecessor with eyes that hint with mischief. Strings eyes flash a gold color as he winks at Discord and the two go into disguise, heading to the princesses castle.  
——  
At the royal sisters castle, Celestia herself was sitting on her throne, appearing to be observing the design of the walls that were always redone every year with the same colors and materials. She’s been alive for so long and change doesn’t really bother her but the fact that nothing has changed in a few years was beginning to knaw at the back of her mind.
 
‘I really need to change some things around in here.’
 
She thought as her great large white wings extend out as she stretches. Luna was in her bedchambers as always, staying away from society and nobility because of how much she cared about preparing the night. So many stars, so much effort, so much freedom once the night will give after the sun falls into rest. Luna sighs, she was happy to be doing her work and studies once again, it gave her a purpose for a great role of being a princess.
 
‘This night shall dazzle those who gaze upon it. A thank you to thy servants.’
 
She smiles as her astrology was now perfected and goes to peer out the window to see the sun being primed for setting.
 
“Soon… Very soon…”
 
She said to herself, obviously anticipating to raise the moon and bring a new night forth. Discord looks at Celestia who was contemplating and grins, using the throne as cover, he was behind it. Strings was on Luna’s bed, laying in his side as he looks at her plot.
 
“Well hello sunbutt!”
 
“Hello moonbutt!”
 
The two mischiefs said in each princesses location. Celestia turns around quickly to face her old time rival.
 
“Discord.”
 
Luna instinctively turns around, horn glowing as she looks at the young Strings who waves to her.
 
“…Who are you and how did you get in here?”
 
Discord goes up to Celestia, putting his lion paw under her chin, making her look up at him.
 
“Celestia.”
 
Strings sits on Luna’s bed, a smile on his face.
 
“My name is Pulling Strings!”
 
“What do you want Discord?”
 
Asks Celestia as she pulls away from him.
 
“And how’d you get into here, Pulling Strings?”
 
A questioning eyebrow raises up as Luna keeps her horn ready for an attack.
 
“Oh Celestia, how I feel so heartbroken at how you don’t know what I always want from you.”
 
Discord feigns a small heart attack.
 
Strings yawn’s and he lays on her bed, looking at the night princess.
 
“I poofed.”
 
Celestia sighs in annoyance, she would rather listen to Blue blood than whatever whacky tack mumbo jumbo Discord was about to say.
 
“Oh don’t be so cruel Celestia, smile a bit. Go and relax instead of being that old stern hag of a princess.”
 
“You… Poofed…?”
 
Luna was confused by what he said. Horn aimed at the boy still.
 
“Hag of a princess? Discord, you realize you are as old as me, right?”
 
Celestia did feel very hurt by that comment but surpressed it with the usual pokerface.
 
“Yes, I poofed! You know what I mean?”
 
Strings examines the younger princess.
 
“Yes but I still live the party life unlike you. You attend these things that bores others to death and that you are getting haggish.”
 
He says nonchantly to Celestia.
 
“No, I don’t know what you mean by that.”
 
Strings sighs and gets up, going up to her slowly.
 
“Without order, you know what you could do this to world…”
 
Princess Luna holds her ground, entirely unsure what he was going to do.
 
“You bore me Celestia, I’m not even in the mood anymore.”
 
Discord with that said leaves on a flash.
 
“You are unsure deep inside, aren’t you?”
 
With that, Strings left.
 
 
CHAPTER 4
 
Strings and Daffie were making their way down the street amongst the “Valley of Ashes” in the district. The valley was nothing more but complete filth and absolute depression with the side of disease and high crime rates. If anything, there was a neighborhood shooting that happened here two weeks ago and it was caused by men trying to get what they desired most: A Beautiful Woman. This woman was a femme fatale who didn’t even need to get her hands dirty because beauty was her strongest spell, looks can kill.
 
“We’re almost here.”
 
“Oh how I hate this place.”
 
“I know you do Strings, I know you do.”
 
“I should of had this place disintegrated while I was once in power.”
 
Daffie sighs as she heard that remark from him.
 
“Maybe but I’m glad you didn’t.”
 
“Who are we looking for again?”
 
“The man who I stole money from…”
 
‘Great…’
 
He thought, annoyed by the fact that she did something stupid like that… If she hadn’t, he wouldn’t of had her as a servant. She was his most valued servant, he of course would treat her better than the rest but she was rather lucky during the time of her save. They come up to a garage that looked run down from the outside and she looks at Strings with hesitant fear but also with a hint of slyness.
 
“Just be cool and don’t talk unless when directed to do so.”
 
“I’ll direct myself. A mortal from this part of the district is bound to be helpless and will do anything they want because they need to “survive.” This place pisses me off than any other…”
 
Daffie rolls her eyes, she knew he’ll calm down soon and knocks on the garage. They wait and Strings was ready to punch the garage, his temper growing by each second until it opens up and they see a woman.
 
“DAFFIE!”
 
She cried out in total anger, moving up to her in angered speed before punching her. Well, she thought she punched Daffie but instead punched Strings who had gotten in the way of the attempted attack on his servant.
 
“Why the hell did you get in the way?!”
 
Both women said in unison in complete shock.
 
“Don’t you dare try to hurt her, don’t you dare.”
 
The fallen god says in a low threatening tone as Daffie was behind him.
 
“I have came here to find a job. I know Daffie had a situation of stealing the money and that I wish to gain that money back for racing purposes.”
 
“Yo, who tha hell do you think you are?!”
 
Said a very slender man coming up to them only in his boxers.
 
“My name is Pulling Strings and I believe you know my friend.”
 
The man looks at her with squinted eyes and realizes who she is.
 
“Tha fuck ya think you’re doing here!? You piece of shit!”
 
Cried out the man in anger.
 
“I should strangle you here right now.”
 
“I wouldn’t do that.”
 
Suggested Strings.
 
“Or what? My you gonna politely tell me to stop while choking her?”
 
He challenges Strings.
 
“Heh… No, I won’t but I know a lot about you and Landi over there.”
 
“That’s because she told you and don’t you dare say her name ever again.”
 
“Or what? You gonna act all tough and say meaningless things to me as I say her name again? Please… Make my day.”
 
He simply smiles, knowing he is getting under the man’s skin.
 
“Reverse psychology.”
 
Strings adds in.
 
“Strings, that’s enough. Look, Zef, I got someone good who can win you all your money back. He’s pretty unnatural with the things he does and a quick learner and I mean quick. The plan I propose to you is that once we get your money back, then we’ll work on that race advertisement to promote your building… After we make this place better.”
 
“Piss off!”
 
Zef looks disagrees with her.
 
“I’m not falling for your tricks anymore. That is all just talk from you.”
 
Strings applies pressure to the neck of Zef who instantly is still and cannot move.
 
“Zef, trust her. I am very capable of winning and Chappie.”
 
“What about my Chappie?”
 
Landi asks in concern.
 
“How do you even know about him? She wasn’t around when he came into the picture.”
 
“If I told you what I am and show you proof, would you believe me?”
 
Zef could only listen as for the women they looked unsure until Landi spoke.
 
“Let him go and we’ll listen to what you have to say.”
 
“Thank you.”
 
Strings withdraws his finger, allowing Zef to move and Landi holds him close.
 
“Remember hearing about the neighborhood shooting in the ghettos? Or should I say projects? Well, it wasn’t just a rivalry gang going against another gang for petty claims of the streets but that it all started with a beautiful woman.”
 
“Hold up. You mean to tell me this was all because of a slut?”
 
Zef says.
 
“No, not a slut. She was every desire what those unprivileged young matured fools wanted and in pursuit they died for their lust for her.”
 
“The shit people do these days… Still, wouldn’t they have had seen a pattern or somethin?”
 
Strings chuckles and he shook his head side to side gently. Pitying these unfortunate mortals who aren’t gifted like Daffie.
 
“What’s so funny?”
 
Landi asks.
 
“Do you know why they call this district, “District L?””
 
“Because it’s a district for losers who were shunned from the top land (surface) and that they were forced to live down in this hellhole.”
 
“That’s what your “Government” calls it but you fail to see what forces actually cause this place to be. To be honest it was originally a district made for those who searched for pleasures, to escape reality. This was a place for wild desires to roam freely and the main person behind this is a nemesis of mine.”
 
“Nemesis?”
 
Zef questioned, looking kinda dumbfounded.
 
“What’s their name?”
 
Asked Landi who was about to smoke a cigarette and Daffie was triggered, wanting to smoke a cigarette too.
 
“Her name is Lust.”
 
“Lust? As in a nickname or some shit?”
 
“No. That’s her name and I’m sure you’ve heard it in religious texts, saying that Lust is one of the Seven Deadly Sins. Answer me this, why do people fear lust knowing it’s an invasive urge that makes them have desires? Lust isn’t just about sex but about what you want. Desires roams in us all but it’s silly to see how all you mortals try to oppose it.”
 
“Mortals? Hey man, what tha fuck are you talking about?”
 
“Zef and Landi, what I’m trying to say is that District L stands for District Lust. She’s the one who created this but ever since I moved in, I created many glorious conflicts… Especially the shooting incident that happened recently. I caused the Valley of Ashes, I was the god of the district.”
 
Zef gets up.
 
“Yo, you need to get tha hell outta here now.”
 
“You can’t.”
 
“Oh yes I can.”
 
“Look, you think I can’t be doing all this but I can. There is a reason why my name is Pulling Strings. I know about your childhood, I know about Landi’s childhood, I know about Chappie. I saved Daffie from being killed when she was running away with the money and in turn she became my loyal pet. Like I said before, there are forces in this district that you don’t understand and now I just need to have this job. I’ll get you the money back, put your trust in me.”
 
 
CHAPTER 5
 
In the mind of the man in the hospital bed, he hears voices that he is not familiar with. The voices he heard previously, arrived on the first day that he was in a coma. Those voices were his emotions talking to him, preaching to him that this is now the fifth day and it is time to confront these new voices in his comatized mind.
 
[Pride] I hear voices, they are talking about you  
Can you hear them, do you know what they mean?  
Try to remember, what have you been through?  
What do you know and what have you seen?
 
I can read the thoughts they’re conveying  
So intense, can you feel them too?  
I can’t believe it’s true what they’re saying  
You’re far too strong, it couldn’t happen to you
 
[Me] But what if there’s truth in the words that they speak?  
What do they signify?  
[Pride] You worry too much  
[Me] And what are the questions to answers I seek  
What will they clarify?  
[Pride] Yeah, you’re losing your touch  
[Me] Help me out, this means nothing to me…
 
[Reason] Who are these voices, where do they come from?  
Should we try to understand?  
Mere illusions, hallucinations?  
They might be vital, to our plan
 
[Love] They sound familiar, they must be here to help you  
All this confusion’s tearing you apart  
You must be patient, time is the healer  
Open up and let them in your heart
 
[Fear] Their guilty sighs  
I think you understand it all  
You were afraid to live, now you’re afraid to die…
 
You fool yourself  
You rose so high, you were bound to fall  
Longing for the truth, you lived a lie…
 
[Reason] I am convinced now, they are essential  
They must be our way out of here
 
[Love] Listen and learn, let your heart lead you  
And you will find the solution’s near
 
[Fear] Their guilty signs  
I think you understand it all  
Longing for the truth, you lived a lie…
 
[Pride] If they are right, we’ll fight for survival  
Look to the future, but learn from the past  
Confront the danger; face up to your rival  
Take a deep breath, we have to move fast
 
[Me] I think there is truth in the words that they speak  
What do they signify?  
[Pride] You worry way too much  
[Me] I will find the answers to questions I seek  
What will they clarify?  
[Pride] You’re losing your touch  
[Me] Help me out, this means nothing to me…
 
 
CHAPTER 6
 
On the sixth day of the coma, the man in the hospital bed was going through a series of emotions and his past, it was time to face them.
 
An argument was heard from inside a house that seemed to be broken both by the aging on the outer walls and dysfunctional commotion from inside those walls. Panning slowly inside the house, scattered junk of papers, clothes, and other contents were among the dirty floor that probably hasn’t been cleaned for months. The interior walls were peeling and chipping off, the ceiling in some rooms were cracked, the windows were scruffy from smears of dirt and dust, cabinets were either bashed in or pulled out relentlessly, and the sink was full of dirty water. There was no stove…
 
“FINE! YOU WANT TO STAY WITH THE LOSER THEN SO BE IT! HE MAY BE MY SON BUT HE AIN’T NEVER GONNA BE LIKE ME IF YOU KEEP ON BABYING HIM! YOU PATHETIC BITCH!”
 
A shatter noise was heard and then a slamming of a door. We come to a stressed out mother and fearing child, the child was trembling as he held onto his mother and cries in fright.
 
“It’s okay Memphis.”
 
She picks up her child, holding him close as he sobs, trying to calm him down.
 
“He’ll be home soon…”
 
[Agony] You’re alone in your bedroom  
Hiding from the world, staring at the ceiling
 
[Me] Mother said ‘he’ll be home soon’  
But he never was, and I knew how she was feeling
 
[Fear] You always let him down; ‘you’d never be like him’  
He’d always break you, never let you win  
No matter what you said, he’d always disagree  
You swore that one day you would be  
better than him…one day you’d win
 
[Agony] You’re hiding out in the cellar  
Aching and ashamed, covering up the bruises
 
[Me] And then he would tell her  
How I tripped and hurt my head, how I’d always be a loser
 
[Fear] You always let him down; ‘you’d never be like him’  
He’d always break you, never let you win  
No matter what you said, he’d always disagree  
You swore that one day you would be  
better than him…one day you’d win
 
[Agony] You’re all alone in your bedroom  
How could you learn to care, when nobody cares for you
 
[Me] Mother said he’d be home soon  
But he never came, as for me…he didn’t have to…
 
 
CHAPTER 7
 
Race night. the streets were cleared, traffic detoured, and a crowd had formed. Already tons of street racers had shown up, some with massive spoilers, or engines sticking out of the hood, or bright underglow… But none were as imposing as String’s Subaru. Daffie was sitting in the passenger seat.
 
“Ready to kick some ass, Strings?”
 
“Yeah, I’m ready. This should be a walk in the park.”
 
A woman in skimpy clothing with big breasts stood between the cars…
 
“Ready!”
 
“Set!”
 
“GO!!!”  
—  
Flashback
 
“…Right, okay, I don’t care about delusions or what the fuck ever, just make sure you win this weekend. How well do you drive?”
 
Said Zef to the fallen god.
 
“Never drove before…. Test run?”
 
“Sssshit, you serious? This is fucked up.. okay, crash course. Get in. Pedal on the right is go, middle is stop, left is clutch. Use clutch when you shift gears. Push clutch in, shift, release. Single fluid motion…”
 
He ran him through a basic and fast course on exactly how to operate the car.
 
“Oh…. You mean like this?”
 
Starts the car.
 
“Okay.. take it easy….”
 
This time he teaches him the basics of driving, starting inside the wide open warehouse. The practice track was set and he examines it.
 
“This looks easy.”
 
“You sure you got this? You’ve done well so far… but this is the true test. Curves, corners, and straightaways…”
 
“$10 if I do it without crashing?”
 
“Shit, you do it without crashing, I pay you 200. You crash, you work off the damages. Capice?”
 
“Deal.”
 
“Alright… on your marks… get set.. hit it!”
 
He stepped back beside Landee and Daffie. Strings does what he is told and goes along the track, he watched Strings drive around the track.
 
“More speed!”
 
Yells out Zef and Strings steps on the pedal forcefully, soon zooming around the test track.
 
“Doing good! Keep it up, ten more laps!”
 
He then pulls off a maneuver known as drifting.
 
“Holy shit! I didn’t even teach him about that yet! This motherfucker’s a natural!”
 
Zef seemed most impressed as Strings soon finishes up the laps and arrives back to them, no crashing or scratches.
 
“Was I…. Good?”
 
Zef walked over to him, offering his fist
 
“Shit dude, you race like that for real and we ain’t got shit to worry about, knowwhuh’m’sayin’?”
 
Landee applauded and Daffie was cheering for Strings’ performance. The fallen god looks at the fist with curiosity.
 
“Yeah homie I do.”
 
With that he responds with a fistbump. Zef grins, showing off his silver plated teeth
 
“Ey Daf, I like this guy! Where you find him, eh?”
 
Strings smiles and as he smiled, a flash had appeared and they noticed he had white patch of skin on him, he wasn’t fully tainted but that white spot interrupted the dark color. Daffie noticed with an excited grin and Zef patted him on the shoulder.
 
“Strings was it? Look man. You stick with us, race with us, you gonna be making mad cash in no time. We got powerful connection, and it’s a good thing Daf came to us about this, cause we got the power to help.”
 
For such a rough looking guy, Zef seemed pretty alright as Strings grins.
 
“And no…. I’m not going to get half….”
 
“Say what now?”
 
“I’m going to earn all of it. No 12 out of 24. 24 out of 24 g damn it! I’m gonna make this place grow and when I do…. You’ll have so much money when your business grow and you’ll be a worldwide recognition beyond belief. Mark my words, I am your fallen god. You are one of my creations and I will look after them as if they are my kids. Zef…. You are an interesting underground man, I had my eye on you when I first corrupted the city. You have spark and I like that. I’m going to make your dream come true.”
 
Zef grins even wider, patting his back buddy like.
 
“That’s a good noble gesture. Very good. I like that, and I wanna help you help me. But I think you misunderstand. You gonna win that 24G, but half of it goes to me to pay off the car. You get to keep it, and the other 12 G is for you and Daf. Understand?”
 
He felt embarrassed.
 
“Is this what embarrassment feels like?…. I hate this feeling. I feel like an idiot!”
 
He was agitated
 
“DAMN YOU MENTORS! DAMN YOU TO DEATH!”
 
His wings extend out.
 
“Hey hey hey woah, it’s cool man, chill!”
 
“Sorry, he’s not used to feeling embarrassed… Strings, calm down, it’s fine…”
 
Said Daffie to them.
 
“So, do we got a deal?”
 
Landi pipes up as Strings looks at her with a bit of a twitch in his eyes.
 
“Yes.”
 
He says with much confidence.  
—  
Present
 
He steps on the pedal, shifting the gears for later adustments because he knew other racers will not do this. He may look like as if he’s losing but when the time comes, he’ll surpass them because they’ll be shifting gears a little too late. The souped up cars speed ahead and start taking corners, some trying to drift, one almost losing control on a sharper curve but managing to correct itself.
 
“You got this, Strings! Hit that curve!”
 
Cheered out Daffie as she watches the race intensely with enthusiasm. He does and drifts, easily sliding and the tires smoothly gliding over. He makes an ease turn and gets back onto track.
 
“Alright, strings, just five miles left!”
 
They were passing a few of the cars now, one of them however zooms by, leaving a trail of fire from its exhaust pipes.
 
“Nitro! Dammit, why don’t we have any!?”
 
“Because this car is being driven by a fallen god. A god is always better than a mortal.”
 
Says Daffie in response as they watch Strings accelerates more and the car zooms, he silently was chanting something under his breath.
 
“Woah woah woah, what are you doing… you’d better be sure about this!”
 
They were passing more and more racers… fifth place… fourth… third…
 
“ÆLETHĒR!!!”
 
The last chant said before the car zoomed out of exsistance…. It then appears and is neck and neck with the leading car.
 
{“Come on you mortal. Mess with your fallen god and you’ll become only a puppet.”}
 
The leading car was a low, ground-hugging Skyline, black as night. Its blue headlights illuminated the path, and the finish line was in sight… just a quarter mile to go, straight line. The Skyline swerves towards the Subaru, trying to discourage it. He laughs, edging back at the car.
 
If there is one thing Daffie knows about Strings…. He loves challanges, even if it’s suicidal. The Skyline backs away, not wanting to get hit. It shifts and pulls ahead slowly, just a few feet in front of Strings as he studies it.
 
{“I can’t read what he is doing…. No.”}
 
With another shift, the skyline shot ahead, just a couple hundred feet from the line… before the front left tire blew out, causing it to skid to the side and ram into the guardrail. He sees this and this bothers him a lot… His heart hurts and his mind was telling him to stop and help whoever that was in there to see if they were okay. He finishes the race, winning.
 
The flag comes down, signalling him as the winner. An emergency truck roared past to check out the crash, he goes to the ambulance to see who the driver was. Not even sure of the gender… The driver managed to crawl out, a muscular looking woman in a race suit. She was a little scratched up but seemingly fine otherwise, save for disappointment of the race loss.
 
“Hey… Are you fine Jasmine?”
 
“Y-yeah. I’m okay, now that- Wait how the hell did you know my name…?”
 
He had made a mistake and looks at her with a serious face.
 
“My name is Pulling Strings. I… I know everyone and everything about them.”
 
“Creepy… Well… Congrats on the win..”
 
Damn…. He wanted to read her mind but he couldn’t.
 
“Look, I know you are sour but you can’t pull off dangerous tactics like that.”
 
“24 grand is quite the prize money… you do crazy shit for that kinda cash.”
 
“Yeah but look what “crazy shit” gets you at.”
 
He felt guilt… That he made this city too corrupted.
 
“You shouldn’t be doing this. Get out of the racing, get a better job. One that doesn’t endanger your life.”
 
She looks at him, thinking, and nods, before being led into the ambulance. Daffie leads him away, where they were greeted by the busty mare from earlier, holding a metal suitcase
 
“Heeere you go! 24 thousand smacks!”
 
He takes it but gives it to Daffie, he didn’t seem alright…  
—  
The car ride back to the garage was a quiet one, until Daffie spoke up.
 
“You okay, Strings? You seem troubled…”
 
“All this time… I never felt it. Guilt… I think it’s the worst emotion out of all. Knowing that you’ve done something horrible and that you’ll do anything to make it right.”
 
He seemed exhausted
 
“I’m not feeling it right now. My heart feels broken, now knowing I caused a lot of pain.”
 
“You didn’t do it, Strings, you didn’t cause the wreck… did you?”
 
“No but my decisions to corrupt this city now reflects on my mistakes. I don’t have all the powers I used to have but I still have some but they aren’t that strong to cause something like that.”
 
He looks at her, his eyes red and watery.
 
“A god is always better than a mortal because his creations benefit him to always be better than them. That is why he is a god. A god cannot have feelings like a mortal unless they sacrifice a big portion of their essence (soul) and plant it within the creation. I never did that but I know that I must do that once I become a god again. I hate how this city is. It shouldn’t be like this and that these people deserve better.”
 
He gets out of the car, heading inside the apartment.
 
“I see.. Should I go deliver the 12 to Zef and come back?”
 
She thinks, but decides that she can do that tomorrow. She makes a phone call and tells him they won, and they’ll be back tomorrow morning. She then heads in after him.
 
“Anything I can do to help?”
 
“I need to think on some things.”
 
“Want me to leave you alone?”
 
“Lay with me Daffie… I need your company… Your fallen Pulling String needs it badly.”
 
She nods and lies down with him, right beside him.
 
 
CHAPTER 8
 
On the 8th day of the coma, the man reminisces about his days of school as the emotions talk about his early days.
 
[Fear] It’s time to leave your sheltered cage  
Face you deepest fears  
The world is against you  
You’re fighting back the tears
 
[Me] All the kids were watching me  
I felt very small  
I could hear the laughter  
As I stumbled down the hall
 
[Rage] (human) Seeking to find  
deep in the trauma as it leaves you behind  
(human) Bleeding it gone  
into the profit of the competition  
(human) Loving today,  
all of the feelings are they going away  
(human) Ending it now,  
I’d rather hear about the where and the how
 
[Agony] The bigger boys they beat you up  
Out here you cannot hide  
No friends to help you  
No father at your side
 
[Me] I swore that I’d get back at them  
But I was just a kid  
One day I’d show them  
I wouldn’t rest until I did
 
[Rage] (human) Seeking to find  
deep in the trauma as it leaves you behind  
(human) Bleeding it gone  
into the profit of the competition  
(human) Loving today,  
all of the feelings are they going away  
(human) Ending it now,  
I’d rather hear about the where and the how
 
[Pride] You’ve got to prove you are not like the rest  
[Reason] There’s no need if you know you’re the best  
[Pride] That’s not enough, let the other kids know  
[Reason] What’s the use, go with the flow
 
[Pride] Be a man, give into hate  
[Reason] You better learn to communicate  
[Pride] Better to learn to protect yourself  
[Reason] That’s not the way to get out of this hell
 
[Pride] See that kid, wipe the smile off his face  
[Reason] He’s just like you, feeling out of place  
[Pride] Well I don’t care, let’s show him who’s boss  
[Reason] That’s not the way to get your message across
 
[Pride] Be a man, give into hate  
[Reason] You better learn to communicate  
[Pride] Better to learn to protect yourself  
[Reason] That’s not the way to get out of this hell
 
[Passion] Don’t rack your brain, let it all go  
Savour the moment and feel your blood flow
 
[Me] Then I got back at them  
Still acting like a kid  
Then I showed them  
But when I had I could not quit…
 
[Rage] (human) Seeking to find  
deep in the trauma as it leaves you behind  
(human) Bleeding it gone into the  
profit of the competition  
(human) Loving today,  
all of the feelings are they going away all of the feelings are they going away  
(human) Ending it now,  
I’d rather hear about the where and the how.
 
 
CHAPTER 9
 
The next morning, Daffie’s phone rang, waking Strings. His eyes felt heavy and he tries to find the phone and eventually found it. There was ringtone and he listens to it. He looks at her for a moment and let’s it ring until it stops.
 
He gently pets her head for 10 seconds and goes to check who called, it was Zef… probably calling about the winnings and he walks out the room, calling back.
 
“Hey Zef, sorry about not answering in time.”
 
“It’s cool man. I just wanna check back in with you and Daf about the money. What time you coming by? I’m not try’na rush you or anything, but the sooner the better.”
 
“Hey, I’ll come by myself right now. Figured you were kinda ancy…. Heh, Zef…. We’re gonna start your business homie.”
 
He smiles, looking outside, right at the car.
 
“That’s what I like to hear, my man. See you in a sec.”
 
He hangs up with a click. The car sat outside, shiny and new… and all theirs.  
—  
Later he leaves to go to Zef’s, he left Daffie a note. Back at the shop, Zef was waiting for him with Landee at his side, and there was a robot in the background tuning a car of some kind under a tarp. He walks up to the two.
 
“Hey.”
 
Suitcase being carried, Zef was in a real good mood, grinning wide. He held out his arm.
 
“Aaaha, there he is, my God of the City! That was one hell of a race last night, man, real slick moves.”
 
Landi nodded and pulled out a pack of cigarettes.
 
“Ja, we saw that teleport move, real smooth! The audience loved it!”
 
She said enthusiastically.
 
“Thank you and time to split the money.”
 
He sets it on a nearby table.
 
“Need a light?”
 
Strings asks her as Zef rubbed at his nose and opened the case, looking over the contents.
 
“Chappie, come count this for me, eh?”
 
“Ja, sure, daddy.”
 
The robot replied, walking over and counting the bills with speed and efficiency.
 
Landee held out her cig for him to light.
 
“Want one?”
 
she asked.
 
“No thanks. My mortal body wouldn’t handle it and my caretaker will be furious at me.”
 
He blows a gentle fire, lighting up her cigarette for her.
 
“…… I can feel my powers but I’m still weak. Oh, and enjoy your smoke.”
 
He looks at Chappie and she shrugs, dragging the cig. Chappie finishes counting, having separated it into two stacks.
 
“All done. 12 thousand in stack one, 12 thousand in stack two.”
 
Zef pat his armored shoulder
 
“Good boy, Chappie. Now go on and work on the car some more, okay? We gotta get that Turbo in by tonight.”
 
Chappie nodded and went back to work, but not before looking back at Strings. The robot was mostly blue, with an orange arm and ear, graffiti all over, and many gold chains around its neck. He smiles at Chappie and then looks at the unique couple.
 
“You two got a good son. Something about him that radiates hope…. Kinda makes me forget that this hellhole of a city I created isn’t that bad but I’d be lying if I say it’s a wonderful place to live here.”
 
He sits down, looking at the ground.
 
“I know what I did is messed up but like I said… I’m going to make it better once I become a god again. You two will be running the biggest race car events once your business begins and I have to say…. I will protect you…”
 
He looks up, a soft smile. Zef nodded, watching the robot work.
 
“Yeah he’s a great kid. It took him a while to warm up to our way of life, but now he’s a lean, mean, racing machine… You know he used to be a surface police bot?”
 
“Yeah. Seen models like him before.”
 
“Yeah, damn cops… But Chappie ain’t no cop, he’s the illest gangsta number 1, son!”
 
“That he is. Hey homie, I got to go. I think Daffie is probably worrying about me… Even though I left her a note.”
 
He gets up.
 
“Aight, seeya round!”
 
He gives back the suitcase, now containing 12 grand.  
—  
Meanwhile back at the apartment, Daffie was waking up, and just now reading the note.
 
{“Dear Daffie, I’m gonna to drop the money off at Zef’s and then probably go get us food… Also, I have the phone, don’t worry.”}
 
“So that’s where it went…”
 
{“And Daffie…. I like your ringtone.”}
 
She chuckled a bit, embarrassed and the last thing on the note was a winking face. She smiled setting the note down.
 
 
CHAPTER 10
 
At her office, Needles stared at the concoction she finished before she went out to eat. It was pink, was gelatin-like, and smelt of cake. She stored the liquid in a syringe and strolled over to the fridge. She had taken a sandwich and a beaker full of her “milk”. She went to her bedroom, took off her clothes, showered, and opened her closet to choose what to wear for her and she chose a provocative (and clearly too large for her) suit from her favorite character from one of her favorite shows, Senran Clopgura.
 
She injected the needle, downed the sandwich, and chugged down the milk. She almost immediately fell asleep. In her slumber, Needles mumbled and drooled as her breasts grew and grew, the sloshing of the milk growing more audible, the nipples harden in prominence. Her hips widened and her rear grew to mesmerizing proportions as well as thickening her thighs to catch loads of attention. Her lips grew the least, but it was rather substantial compared to her previous form.
 
She felt like her feet was reaching off the bed frame but it never disturbed her since her upper body never moved. Thus, she grew to a statuesque 6’ 5’’ with the slumbering growee none the wiser. When she came to, she felt the gravity on her jugs nearly made her stumble back into her bed until she regained equilibrium and stood. She looked at her curvier form and giggled. She walked towards the measuring device and it scanned her changed body.
 
The measurements read her breasts at 39’’(I cup), waist at 22’’, and hips at 35’’. She loved this new body as she took on her suit, which fits her for her new height and strolled over towards the outside.
 
‘Look out world, you sexy beast, here comes Needles.’
 
She thought.  
—  
This was the next day at the apartment room where both Daffie and Strings had pretty much remolded it, they were celebrating a new life that would become better. She took his hand and led him back to the living room where she picked up her cell phone.
 
“Want pizza?”
 
“The hell is pizza?”
 
“You’ve seriously never had pizza?! Oh man!”
 
She chuckles a bit but looks in his eyes.
 
“Answer me this, do you like meat more, or veggies?”
 
Tilts his head.
 
“Is that a sexual joke?”
 
“….It’s food, Strings. You know, eating?”
 
He shrugs.
 
“I guess both? I’m still trying to get used to the mortal ways and it’s getting easier a bit.”
 
“….Oh I have so much to show you.”
 
She places an order for one meat lover’s pizza, and one supreme, extra large with cheese stuffed crust.
 
“And now we wait for them to bring it to us!”
 
“Wait…. Okay but what’s next?”
 
His stomach growls
 
“What is this? I feel empty…. Like I need more power…. Am I starving? Dying? Or is my body trying suck up more life force?”
 
He checks his torso, his abs showing very slim.
 
“You’re hungry, just wait until the pizza gets here. You’ll feel better after that, I promise…”
 
She looks at his figure.
 
“Oh good.”
 
After about a half hour, there was a knock, and Daffie answers it, paying with some cash and bringing in two boxes that let off an intoxicating aroma. His wings perk up and he quickly takes one box of pizza, digging into it. She hands him a slice of meat lover’s and one supreme.
 
“Taste ’em both, tell me which you like better!”
 
Takes it and eats both.
 
“Well…?”
 
She asks with a grin.
 
“It’s good…. Really good.”
 
“Yay! Which do you like better?”
 
Needles was waltzing the streets. Her newly grown mammaries bouncing hypnotically in rhythm with her footsteps and her hips swayed along. Her revealing uniform certainly attracted attention and had her ass smacked a few times, which she adored. One of the onlookers recognized the costume and passed out when the cosplayer blew him a kiss. She loved being the talk of the town, especially if she experimented on herself, and to keep the money train rolling, she placed a packet of pamphlets of her store from her undercleavage to notable hotspots.
 
Needles was outside the apartment giving out pamphlets while holding a raffle to see if who gets to have a free mod and a test drive for find the one with a kiss mark on the inside
 
“You wanna have a go? Just find the lucky kiss and you get a wonderful prize! All are welcome to join!”
 
“It’s good but…”
 
Hears Needles and looks outside.
 
“You said somethin-… Woah….”
 
He examines her body.
 
“But what?”
 
Daffie looks as well and her jaw falls open. He felt a very strange feeling down on his body.
 
“You okay, Strings..?”
 
He seemed a bit… Ancy…. Was he grinding his front lower section along the wall? Daffie noticed him humping the wall.
 
“Woah, Strings, are you… turned on by her?”
 
Needles was unaware of the fallen god staring at her with her breasts swinging about and her hips rocking.
 
“What? I’m not sexually attracted by that….. Sexy whore.”
 
He stops whatever the hell is going on down there.
 
‘D-Damn….. Was this all from my chaotic powers of corruption? I have done such a good job of this.’
 
He looks more, trying to find those luscious nipples of her’s.
 
“Suuuure%”
 
Daffie giggles while looking at the protruding bulge from his jean pant’s. Needles began to walk towards the door with her curves jiggling and a sly, seductive smile on her face. She knocked on the door which made his wings perk up and he instantly flys to the door.
 
“I got it I got it!”
 
He opens the door, excited very much.
 
“Hello!”
 
“Well! Someone’s eager.”
 
Removes the pamphlet slowly and gives it to him.
 
“If there’s a kiss mark in there, come and find me, cutie._{”
 
She winks and his wings stiffen. The taint black color on his face becomes darker, he was blushing and trips over as if she had put a spell on him and he could feel his heart beating quickly.
 
“W-Woooow….”
 
His erection protruding into the air was a sight for sore eyes as he was day dreaming about Needles and him. Love has struck him hard and he was in it deep.
 
“W-woah, Strings, are you okay? I’ve never seen you like this!”
 
She helps him to his feet. He could barely stand up and leans on the wall, looking down and chuckling. He was really happy and in love.
 
“Are you… lovestruck?”
 
“Oh there’s no such thing as love…”
 
He pants, happy, cheerful and opens his soon to be prize. There was a purplish-red kiss mark right on the reflective plastic
 
“Did you hit the jackpot,cutie?}”
 
He was stunned and wings stiffen more, throbbing.
 
“I… I am very lucky! I won!”
 
“Oh?”
 
She takes a look.
 
“Yep, you win a free body mod and a test drive! You ready to head there, cause this is gonna be a fun trip!”
 
“S-Sure!”
 
He couldn’t wait
 
“I was out of pamphlets anyways. Your friend can come too!”
 
She saunters her way back home, with the same rhythmic bouncing. He just stands there, stunned by what his creation has caused and he loved every second of it.
 
“Maybe this city isn’t so stupid as I thought it would be…. Wait!”
 
He snaps out of it, looking at his attire… No attractive clothing to lure her to him!
 
“Damn it! I should have enough money to buy me some good clothing and at least the shower works and I won’t smell like a walking trashcan like those from this ghetto.”
 
He rushes into the shower, he was very excited to meet the beautiful Needles again. As half an hour pass, he is walking the streets until he comes to a clothing store… Something grabs his attention and he looks at it, very attracted to it’s dark red color, the smoothness of the silky cloth and the purity of it that screams out that it is something to be owned as a prized possession.
 
‘That cloth… No… It’s a robe but I can make it into some sort of toga or something that I used to have before I became a fallen god.’
 
He grins.
 
‘Oh I can get her with this if I wear it…. Oh who am I kidding?! I’m going to buy it and then wear it as some sort of sacred clothing.’
 
He goes in and purchases the item, asking to use a pair of siccors and he gets straight to cutting it. The store owner watches in disbelief with what he was doing but then when he puts it on, she sees how majestic and attractive he was. Showing that tainted skin on display and the snug fitness of it on him was rather arousing.
 
“H-How do I look?”
 
Pulling String asks, kinda doubting if he looks attractive.
 
“…..If I didn’t get fixed, I’ll bare your kids anytime.”
 
The store owner says and String blushes before saying thank you and leaving.
 
‘Okay… I’m close to her house.’
 
His heartbeat quickens.
 
Needles was laying on the counter, her breasts pressed against the countertop and licking a lollipop suggestively. She was eagerly waiting for the lucky male. She couldn’t wait to give him the best night of his life.
 
‘Oh, I love it when they’re so eager. I made the right choice being Spring Flower, she’s such a sexy beast, like I am now.~ He should be here any moment now.’  
—  
She began to daydream about how her former colleagues from the hospital she worked at joined her and became her underlings, her test subjects, her harem… She loved it when they abandon their tight-assed, white-washed, way of life to that of debauchery.  
—  
‘Now if I remember correctly, Ms. Needles lives here.’
 
He comes to her location and looks at the kiss imprint that he won, his wings stiffened and throbbed a little, his heartbeat beating at it’s quickest.
 
‘This feeling in my heart…. I feel…. Nervous, happy, excited, and aroused at the same time… Is this what mortal feelings are? It’s so complicated yet understandable. I need to see her now.’
 
“Ms. Needles.”
 
He calls out.
 
“I’m here. It’s your winner. Pulling Strings.”
 
A smile spread across her face.
 
“Come on in! You earned that backseat pass!”
 
Opens the employees only door and beckons Strings in. She took a good look at his apparel
 
“Well aren’t you good looking! Dressed to slay the pussy, I see.”
 
She puts her right hand on his chest.
 
“You ready pretty boy%?”
 
Strings was more than ready then she could know but she leads him to a chair.
 
“Before we do the test run, first a body mod.”
 
“A modification to my body, yes?”
 
“With no charge.”
 
She winks.
 
“Go ahead, choose any of the most expensive that I got, I promise it will be worth while and very great.”
 
She sits up on the nearby counter, crossing her legs and sitting up straight as her posture was meant to seduce. Strings looks at all the modifications and chose one that he liked.
 
“I found one.”
 
“Great! Which one?”
 
She asks as she anticipate his choice, hoping he would get the 2.0 Viagra which made not only the penis hard but could make sex last longer as the male could cum eleven times without losing any stamina. Testorone levels wouldn’t be altered much but only by a low decimal of change once the pill wears off.
 
“A tattoo.”
 
She was dumbfounded.
 
“A… Tattoo…?”
 
‘Well that’s odd… Why that out of all this beautiful stuff here?’
 
She thought in much confusion.
 
“Yes, a tattoo. The color is gold and look as if almost upside down V-crests combined that go from my chest to my stomach.”
 
“Alright.”
 
She says, going to get things prepared for the art of ink on skin.  
—  
As she finishes an hour later, she puts some sort of creamy substance all over his chest and stomach. The figure of his torso is impressive as age felt it and it was a firm-solid section of the body that had a 12 pac.
 
‘Feels unreal but also as if I’m touching a god.’
 
She thought. Putting away the cream and straddling him.
 
“Now since we’re done, how about we have some fun%?”
 
She felt his erection poking against her leg and she begins to take off her lower clothing as he pulls away the silky dark red loincloth-toga.  
—  
Daffie was in bed, looking up at the ceiling because she was kinda bored until the door opened she she heard Strings come in.
 
“How was it?”
 
She asks softly as he comes into the room and she sees dried love juice on his silk loincloth. He was silent, still vividly memorizing the event and he goes to lay in bed as she eyes the “package” behind the silk cloth.
 
“It was fun, fine, and enjoyable.”
 
“Ah… Well I’m glad you had time with that busty woman and you probably needed relief more than I do.”
 
“Maybe and bored?”
 
He looks at her.
 
“Yes.”
 
She looks at his figure, ready to go over the edge but she held it in and kept those thoughts in mind as he easily fell asleep. Now beginning to fantasize, her left hand goes down to her “lower lips”, she lightly rubs.
 
 
CHAPTER 11
 
Above the district, the surface completed with a city is seen. The skies are blue with whispy clouds that roam the light winded sky. In the clouds there was a Draconquess humanoid who was looking down at the city: he was tall, horns that were mismatched on his head, grayish-silver hair that went down to the shoulder blades, pupils red, a fang stuck out of the mouth, a jacket that covered his torso and arms completed with blue jeans and black shoes. His eyes seemed to be calm but the pupils showed regret as he breathes in deep and sighs, turning around and walking away as his legs still felt like sand was in them. Then again he shook the sand out of his pant legs and soon is accompanied by a female who looked a bit similar to him.
 
“Still tough to stop thinking about it, huh?”
 
She says as a chair spawns behind her and she sits. The female Draconquess had retracted her mismatched wings, her same colored hair positioned to cover one eye as the fang was covered by her lips, she wore an open jacket that revealed a blue shirt underneath and she wore ripped jeans with black shoes. He stayed silent for a few seconds before motioning her to follow him and she follows him as the chair floated in place.
 
“Aye, he is gone but the very presence of him is still lurking here in the clouds.”
 
“It is sad, I do miss him but we did this for his own good to see reason.”
 
“Was it the best we could do for him?”
 
For a moment she didn’t know if to agree or disagree for she began to remember the fatal day of a young god to fall.  
—  
Past
 
Strings was sitting on his throne, one of his servants come in and it was a male. He bows to Strings and gets on one knee, looking up at his god.
 
“Lord Pulling Strings, your rival has sent a message for you to read immediately.”
 
“A message? This is new… Fine but I won’t touch it. I don’t want to catch her whore disease, so just read it to me.”
 
“Yes your Lordship.”
 
The servant gets up, he summons a scroll in his right palm. The scroll was made in fine material like a leathery rose red texture made robe written on, the upper and lower sides of the handles were made out of rare metal which had the symbol of his rival engraved on it.
 
“Dear Strings, it’s been a while since we have talked to each other and must say that it is getting lonely around here. The responsibility of keeping watch on the district is rather boring but it has it’s fun time every now and then. To actually build this place for those who want to escape from the hardships of the surface is actually a life long vacation and that they seem to be very happy and be a bit too carefree but I’m not complaining, besides… I get to have all the sex I want and it is great!”
 
Strings facepalms himself as the servant keeps on reading.
 
“Though the reason I actually mailed this scroll to you is that I heard you were in the district also. Well I didn’t hear but I could tell because of the recent violence that has been going on. If you want to see me again you know where I will be at most of the time%. P.S. Remember when we had sex? Mmm… I can still feel your wrath when you pounded into me angrily because I forgot where I left your projects at… On purpose of course%. It was fun and I want to experience that aggression again, so feisty it was%… Oh and I masturbated before I wrote this to you so if there are stains on this, I’m not sorry%. With love, your dear slut, Lust :3”
 
Strings was embarrassed as he was reminded of that day when they were teenagers. The scroll burns as Strings watches it burn and feels the frustration building up.
 
‘She’s a pain….’
 
He thought.
 
‘I just held that….’
 
Thought the servant… It was quiet and Strings finally speaks.
 
“Just… Just go cleanse yourself from her filth. Yet again she defiled things of mine.”
 
“Yes your Lordship.”
 
The servant goes to quickly clean himself as he heads to bathing area. A female comes into the throne where the young god looks at her with a bit of fondness.
 
“Daffodil, what is it girl?”
 
He pats his right leg and she sits on it as he held her close and pet her.
 
“Your mentors are here my master.”
 
“Hm? Are they now?”
 
“Yes.”
 
He scratches her ear gently from behind, she liked that.
 
“Well when they leave I’ll send you out to do another task, okay?”
 
“Okay master.”
 
“Good girl.”
 
He raises his left hand, the two Draconquesses come in as they were allowed in and see their student petting his best servant.
 
“Hello Mr. Discord and Ms. Eris. What brings you both here to your student’s throne, if I may ask?”
 
Discord and Eris in their original form walk over to him and stop in front of him and Daffodil.
 
“How you doing kiddo?”
 
Asked Discord as Strings smiles a bit, his golden eyes glowing with brightness.
 
“I’m well! I’ve missed you both and it’s been a while.”
 
He stops petting Daffodil and let’s her get off his lap, she sits on the ground and he gets up, stretching and showing off his eight wings: four are dark angelic wings and the other four are demonic bat wings. He is tainted black except for the gold glow of the eyes.
 
“It has been long, huh my sweet?”
 
She is hugged by him and kissed on the lips gently for a second.
 
“Yes, it’s been long.”
 
He goes to Discord and hugs him as well, holding the hug as his mentor pats him on the back softly.
 
“I’ve missed you as well Strings.”
 
They let go of the hug and he looks at his two mentors.
 
“Well anything to tell me?”
 
He asks with much enthusiasm, wings spread out because of happiness.
 
“Well, there is something we need to talk about.”
 
Said Eris as she shows a bit of uneasiness along with Discord.
 
“What do you mean? What do we have to talk about?”
 
There was a pause and she speaks up again.
 
“We have been harmonized, Strings.”
 
As she said that, Strings looks at then with disgust.
 
“You’ve been WHAT NOW?!  
Did you say harmonized? How could you two be harmonized by those idiots?”
 
Discord steps in to try and prevent the raging Strings from causing any destruction.
 
“Kiddo, we’ve been wrong about chaos. We’ve taught you wrong and that harmony is better than senseless destruction. Trust us, we want to show you the better way of living.”
 
“NO! YOU ARE NOT GOING TO SUBDUE ME IN PETTY HARMONY! DON’T YOU DARE TRY!”
 
“Strings, it’s the only way to end suffering for others. Look what you are doing to those poor souls in the district.”
 
“IT IS BEAUTIFUL WHAT I AM DOING! I DID THIS ALL FOR US AND NOW YOU WANT TO RUIN IT! NO! I WILL NOT RELINQUISH MY CONTROL OF THIS DISTRICT. I AM THEIR GOD!”
 
He tries to get them out by using his powers to push them away but they snap their fingers and he felt powerless as his wings fall off and there were only two remaining. Daffodil gasps as the sky bad throne began to go spasmodic and crumble.
 
“DAMN YOU BOTH TO TIREK’S PUNISHMENT! YOU BOTH SHALL END UP LIKE HIM ONCE I BECOME WHOLE AGAIN AND DESTROY ALL THE DREAMS AND HOPES OF EVERYONES LIVES! DAMN YOOOOOOUUUUUUUU!!!!”
 
He says as he falls from his throne. Daffodil is frighten and Discord goes to her, looking her in the eye.
 
“Follow him. Guide him because the others won’t once they are free.”
 
He taps her forehead once and she soon falls like Strings, screaming in fear.  
—  
Present
 
She stops remembering and looks at Discord with a bit of tears in her eyes. Her skin turning to a depressed color as the horns droop.
 
“I hope Daffodil is doing all the best she could.”
 
She looks down, seeing that one part of the city having caution signs around this street where two holes are at. That’s where they fell into the city and through it as they landed into the district.
 
“Yes, I hope as well.”
 
Discord responded but he had something else to say, something informative.
 
“What is it?”
 
She asks, noticing how he had to say something.
 
“Our kiddo was always a smart one, he also made preparations if anything went wrong at certain times and I just found this out two days ago.”
 
She was interested.
 
“He always was but~~”
 
“No… I mean he’s been prepared if something happened to his godhood, if he had ever lost it.”
 
Discord points to a glowing crystal that slowly rotated.
 
“A crystal?”
 
She asks in a bit if confusion.
 
“That’s what I thought too but I realized it was sentient. It calls itself, Gensei.”
 
 
CHAPTER 12
 
The twelfth day comes as we are in the hospital. The man is paralyzed in the bed still but the door of his room closes as the doctor just exited. The room soon changed to a graveyard where the man awoke as the voices kept speaking to him about his life but this part of his life was the most tragic… A trauma to his life as a teen for he felt the guilt of not helping a person he loved so dearly.
 
[Reason]  
Think hard, you are lying here in a hospital bed  
Disregard the emotions inside your head  
Concentrate on the real world beyond your mind  
It’s not to late to leave your burdens behind
 
[Fear]  
We won’t let you go  
Take you down below  
Dark crypts of your soul  
Locked inside your head…  
You’re better off dead
 
[Agony]  
Locked away, she lives in isolation  
It’s been that way, since he has gone  
She been through life of deprivation  
She depends on you, her only son
 
[Passion]  
She won’t let you go  
Keep you down below  
Dark crypts of your soul  
Locked inside your head  
You’re better off dead
 
[Agony]  
Where are you, can’t you hear her calling?  
Nothing you can do, you have no time  
There is no one there, to catch her now she’s falling  
Why should you care, you are doing fine
 
[Passion]  
She won’t let you go  
Keep you down below  
Dark crypts of your soul  
Locked inside your head  
You’re better off dead
 
[Reason]  
Now she’s at rest, she finally found her peace  
There’s no need to blame yourself  
You must let go, or the pain will never cease  
It’s time to crawl out of your shell
 
Your mother died, the day your father left  
A part of you died as well  
Feelings of guilt will haunt you ‘til the end  
You must fight hard to break this spell
 
But it hurts…
 
[Fear]  
You hear her voice, from beyond her grave  
“Where were you son, when I needed you  
Is this your thanks for all the warmth I gave  
Did you forget what I been through?”
 
Then you hear his voice, cold and merciless  
“You’re worthless fool, you let her die!”  
And deep within yourself, you must confess  
Your ways cannot be justified
 
[Pride]  
By now you realize, you have to be  
Relentless to survive  
Repress your memories,  
Bury all emotions and thrive!  
It’s your life!
 
[Reason]  
Now she’s at rest, she found her peace  
[Fear]  
You hear her voice, from the grave  
[Reason]  
You must let go or the pain won’t cease  
[Fear]  
“Is this your thanks for all I gave”  
[Reason]  
A part of you died as well  
[Fear]  
“You worthless fool, you let her die”  
[Reason]  
It’s time to crawl out of your shell  
[Fear]  
Your ways cannot be justified
 
[Pride]  
By now you realized, you have to be  
Relentless to survive  
Repress your memories,  
Bury all emotions and thrive!  
It’s your life!
 
He soon slips back into his coma state as they finish about the death of his mother.
 
 
CHAPTER 13
 
The next morning comes and Daffie is watching tv while Strings had just finished his shower and goes to dry off.
 
“Woah Strings! Warn me next time.”
 
She says as she gets out the room, embarrassed but sorta aroused.
 
“What? It’s just a body. Every male has the same thing I do.”
 
He found it really stupid as to how people just act like that when they see someone nude. It’s not like many of these people don’t get nude in front of others but then again… He remembered Lust and how she made him feel uncomfortable at times as she pretty much used that force on him to make it hard to resist her attraction. He didn’t want to remember that and goes to put on his clothes. He goes to find her in the living room where she is sitting, facing away from him.
 
“Sorry Daffie. I just see it as nothing more but a body but I thought about it more and I remembered somethings….”
 
“You don’t need to be sorry.”
 
She said as she had a deep blush on her face, still facing away from him and legs closed tightly.
 
“Oh, alright then.”
 
He sees her hand clenching her right pant leg strongly as she made a nervous noise.
 
“Daffie?”
 
Another noise from her as she couldn’t stop thinking about him as he said her name.
 
“Master%… I-I don’t know why but I can’t stop thinking about you.”
 
Strings eyes widen as she gets up but doesn’t turn around but watches as she strips from her pajama pant’s.
 
“Do you remember when we met? How that night you owned me?”
 
She says as she lightly pants, taking off her shirt now.
 
“Yes, I remember when we met, how’d I saved you.”
 
“You were a god at the time and also an angel. You saved me, the only one who was going to die but saved.”
 
“Daffie… I was coordinating the whole thing but don’t make me remember it. Please?”
 
He didn’t feel right, he felt guilty about that night. She goes up to him, kissing him on the lips ever so lightly as she wore only a bra and women underwear.
 
“I forgive you%. You still treated me the best out of all of them and here we are…”
 
She kisses him again, her tongue slipping into his mouth partially, his hand gripping her hand softly. She stops and lustfully smiles at him.
 
“Can you “own” me today?”
 
She feels him up, rubbing his crotch slowly as she looks into his brown eyes.
 
“Daffie… Friends don’t own each other.”
 
He picks her up, her legs wrapped around him as she kisses him deeply. He kisses her but she began to feel a pressure on the right side of her neck and then she fell asleep. Strings had put her asleep by pinching some nerve and carries her to the bed, laying her down. He exits the room, closing the door and goes back into the living room.
 
‘I know it was her…’
 
He thought as he gets the keys and heads out the house.  
–~~  
An enthusiastic genre of music with super bass and pumped up beats is playing. The smell of musk and sexual intercourse traveled through the air as strippers danced on their pole and the male audience watched in excitement. Strings had just arrived instantly knelt a bit from pressure.
 
‘She’s here… I can feel her very defiled presence. Thing is… Where is she exactly.’
 
One of the show girls finished their dirty dancing on the pole and the men begin to hoot and holler. Strings looks as he sees another woman take the stage but wearing transparent and loose clothing, with high heels of course.
 
‘That’s her.’
 
He thought as he watched her for a second but she locked eyes with him, a small grin appeared and he quickly turns away, as if he didn’t see her.
 
‘I cannot allow myself to watch her do this… If I would of looked at her any longer, she would use that damn powers of her’s to put me in that defiled trance.’
 
His thoughts were getting clouded now, he could feel her messing with his head and the aroma in the atmosphere wanted him to succumb to her. He couldn’t think straight and faintly he could hear her calling to him in a faint whisper.
 
“Strings… You’ve came%.”
 
He gets up but as soon as he got up, he noticed her guards looking at him and in the middle she was wearing a push up bra and a black thong.
 
“You finally found me.”
 
“So this isn’t one of those damned brothels… This is part of your castle, isn’t it?”
 
She could only giggle at that and she moved over to him, face to face.
 
“Let me guess… You came here because I angered you?”
 
She held him close now, grabbing his arse and he jolted up a bit.
 
“No… I’m not angry, nor will your tricks get to me again.”
 
He looks into her violet eyes and he looked away.
 
“Oh? Well I didn’t trick you last time. You allowed me to probe into your senses and make you did whatever to me%… I have to say, it was good sex from you and you were a stallion with the strength of 200%. The next day, my insides hurt, no man could please me like you did%.”
 
She licks the side of his face slowly. Nibbling on his ear and licking it.
 
“Get… Off of me….”
 
He tries to push her away but his right hand grabbed her left breast, the bra pretty much broke off and she smiles.
 
“Lay down won’t ya?”
 
She pushes him down, he was met with a bed and then her on top of him, her breasts pushing up against his face.
 
“Go on%. You can play with them with your mouth%.”
 
Her magic takes off his belt and unzips his pants, pulling it off him.
 
“Mm%… Honey, what do you have for me%?”
 
He bites her nipples to get her off of him and she gets off, in pain.
 
“Not so hard babe!”
 
Strings gasps as he tries to get air but doesn’t want to breathe in that abominable aroma.
 
“What… The fuck… did you do to Daffie?!”
 
He says in between breaths as he looks at her, him sweating. She grins and sits on a chair by turning it the other way and sitting on it with her legs spread.
 
“Well… I could tell you were among my district until the violence ceased and I began to wonder where you went. It wasn’t long until I saw a video of you playing the drums and then another of you racing and saving some girl or something like that. I was overjoyed to see you living among the citizens and had one of my guards to find out where you live. Well when they arrived there, you weren’t there and only Daffie was there so what I had my precious guard do was improve her sexuality.”
 
“And that’s why she was showing those strange signs towards me… You are to never do anything to her again. She is my friend.”
 
“FRIEND?!”
 
Lust was shocked to hear that from him.
 
“As in friend friend??? Last time I checked she would be considered a pet.”
 
She looks at him, now she knew something was up with him.
 
“You’re presence… I don’t feel it. Or it isn’t that strong anymore… What happened?”
 
Strings was impressed she could catch onto things of importance instead of catching sex 24/7.
 
“I’m fallen. I’m close to being fully mortal but there are some powers that remain. I… Lost my position for a while… My mentors took it away from me.”
 
“Away?”
 
She repeats but then a grin and eyes of entertainment.
 
“My my! This shall be even funnier than when I sabotaged your projects!”
 
She begins to laugh and he grit his teeth, biting his tongue.
 
“My Strings is a fallen god!”
 
She laughs still, feeling as if she’s going to cry from the hilarious truth he told her.
 
“I shall leave now. I need to go back home and see if I can help her get back to normal. I see you are no help as always.”
 
With that said, he leaves the place annoyed and furious.
 
 
CHAPTER 14
 
It is the fourteenth day for the man to be in the coma. One of his emotions named Pride was having a personal chat with him, trying to persuade him to become stronger as another emotion named Reason watches in silence, until it was needed.
 
[Me] I have always been creative, I don’t understand  
Aspired to be an artist, not a business man  
[Pride] You need to show your old man you’re in control  
To be successful, you’d sell your own soul!  
(you’d sell your own soul!)
 
[Me] I’ve always been respectable, I don’t understand  
I tried to be compassionate, I’m not a ruthless man!  
[Pride] You need to show them you’re superior, you lead the field  
No one opposes you, all man must yield!  
(all man must yield!)
 
[Me] I’ve always been affectionate, I don’t understand  
I really love her, I’m not a heartless man!  
[Pride] You have no time for commitments, they get in the way  
Get down to business, there’s no time to play!
 
[Reason] You can still change, and right what is wrong  
[Pride] But can you swallow me, or am I too strong?  
[Reason] You have to get back now, it’s not too late  
[Pride] It’s not like you two resign to your fate  
[Reason] Your loved ones are waiting, break out of you cage  
[Pride] You have the power, give in to your rage  
[Reason] Listen to Pride now, for once he is right  
[Pride] Listen to Reason, let us be your guide.
 
 
CHAPTER 15
 
The fifteenth day has come. A past day that the man has done something terrible to his best friend. This was the man’s most horrible decision he has made for someone who trusted him as the voices make him remember those moments. The day that he had betrayed his best friend to get something he wanted but was it worth it in the end?
 
[Fear] This is what you dreamt about  
Director of the firm  
Will it be you, or your best friend?  
He’s always been the better man and  
He fits all their terms  
What will you do to gain your end…
 
[Agony] You remember he once told you  
He tampered with the books  
When he lost out on the deal  
You’re digging up the evidence  
…no one looks  
You leave it there for all to see
 
[Reason] This memory burns inside  
You can’t forget, you cannot fight or erase it  
[Passion] Let it go, try to unwind  
[Reason] You’ll have to tell and set it right  
You cannot run, you cannot hide, so face it!  
[Passion] Wake up, free your mind
 
[Fear] You’ll never talk, he’ll never know  
What you have done  
But can you live with this betrayal?
 
[Agony] They found him out and let him go  
I guess you’ve won  
But one day, the truth might be unveiled
 
[Reason] This memory burns inside  
You can’t forget, you cannot fight or erase it  
[Passion] Let it go, try to unwind  
[Reason] You’ll have to tell and set it right  
You cannot run, you cannot hide, so face it!  
[Passion] Wake up, free your mind
 
[Reason] This memory burns inside  
You can’t forget, you cannot fight or erase it  
[Passion] Let it go, try to unwind  
[Reason] You’ll have to tell and set it right  
You cannot run, you cannot hide, so face it!  
[Passion] Wake up, free your mind
 
[Me] I have to talk and let him know  
What I have done  
I cannot live with this betrayal  
He’s always been the better man  
I never won  
Now the truth must be unveiled.
 
 
CHAPTER 16
 
He has finally come… The sixteenth day… The footsteps of a bad person walk the hallways as he makes his way to the comatized man’s room, opening the door and heading inside. He closes the door behind him, looking at the man as the machines beep to keep him alive and that person stands near him, looking down at him. A grin on his face as he sees the man in an unresponsive posture, laying there helplessly.
 
“Oh a fool you are. Didn’t I tell you that you wouldn’t make it by yourself kid? Now look at you… The same loser you were before but all grown up. Time to have some fun because your dad is here to see you die.”
 
A black sickly mist circles around the man’s father, then he finds himself amongst his son inside his mind. They both look at each other: Disgust and hatred for each other as the voices stay behind the man and the father looked rather sinister.
 
[Father] Look at you, lying there, defenceless and alone  
See I am no fool, I always knew you wouldn’t make it on your own
 
Cos you’re just like your mother, well, where is she now?  
You’ll end up like her soon, 6 feet under ground, loser!
 
I came here to watch you bleed, oh how I love to gloat  
If you had any balls at all, you’d grab me by the throat  
You don’t even look like me, ha! Not even close!  
You’re an aberration, some freak…I suppose, loser!
 
I had my fun, I’m going back to the place I don’t call home  
There’s no one there who waits for me, but you won’t hear me moan  
My ex-wives all sue me, and with half my kids in jail  
I’ll still come out laughing, cause me? I never fail, loser!
 
[Rage] NEVER! NEVER! NEVER! NEVER! NEVER! NEVER! NEVER! NEVER!  
You’re killing it from afar, go tell it in a bar  
You’re killing it from afar my father!
 
With that said, the father began to crumble away like rocks, as the man faced his greatest fear and watched it blow away. The voices returned to talking, he was getting closer, maybe getting out of the coma soon again and staying alive. Though he had more challenges to face and if he failed, he would die.
 
 
CHAPTER 17
 
Day Seventeen came and the wife was visiting her husband that lays in a hospital bed silently with the eyes still closed. She puts her hand on the side of his cheek, her warmth there as he could feel it but the voices in his mind begin to tell him why and how he ended up here. She talks to him gently before leaving the room sadly as she knows not what is going on in his head.
 
[Reason] You’re driving home, It’s one PM  
You cannot function, you’re a broken man  
Your past is catching up with you  
Only her tenderness can help you through
 
you see her smile, at another man
 
[Wife] Did you see me smile at another man?  
It was only us, please understand…
 
[Reason]  
You see him hold her, in his arms
 
[Wife] Did you see him hold me in his arms?  
We needed warmth, we meant no harm…
 
[Agony] Love left you, without me you’re all alone!
 
[Reason] Tears of sorrow fill your eyes  
Your cold and wretched life flashes by  
Is that your father standing there?  
You turn the wheel, you no longer care…
 
You saw her smile at another man
 
[Wife] Did you see me smile at another man?  
It was only us, please understand…
 
[Reason] You saw him hold her, in his arms
 
[Wife] Did you see him hold me in his arms?  
We needed warmth, we meant no harm…
 
[Agony] Love left you, without me you’re all alone!  
Love wrecked you!
 
[Passion] You saw her smile at another man  
Now you finally understand  
He held her in his arms  
You’ve nothing left, it’s gone too far…
 
[Agony] Your memory begins to clear  
Now you see what brought you here  
You try to open up your eyes  
But the doubts leave you paralyzed
 
[Wife] I smiled at another man  
Please understand…  
He held me in his arms  
We meant no harm…
 
[Agony] Love left you, without me you’re all alone!  
Love wrecked you, I am the oldest friend you known!
 
 
CHAPTER 18
 
Strings returns to the apartment, going up the stairs and unlocking the door as he heads in and locks the door. He immediately sees Lust sitting on the couch, looking at him with those same sly eyes.
 
“You better be here to help her return back to normal.”
 
Warning in his voice and she gets up, stretching.
 
“So hostile towards me, you know?”
 
“You only brought it to yourself. That’s why I am hostile towards you.”
 
He says coldly towards her as he goes to the room to see if Daffie was there in the bed still. She was asleep, she drooled a bit as her tail wagged side to side happily.
 
“She’s dreaming about you, you know?”
 
Said Lust from behind him.
 
“Ever seen her this happy before?”
 
She asks him as he stood there silently.
 
“Now you read people’s dreams? Didn’t know Luna’s blood runs inside such a disgusting being.”
 
“Heh, petty judgement you have there Strings. You still act like an ass towards me as if you’re a little godling still.”
 
She says as she moves towards the sleeping Daffie, rubbing two fingers along Daffie’s panty covered slit and the sleeping mare moans happily.
 
“She dreaming of you foreplaying with her delicate folds. Don’t you see her excitement where I’m rubbing at? She’s wet for you dear, go ahead and deflower the Daffodil.”
 
She jokes but he wasn’t laughing.
 
“I’m about to grab you by the hair and throw you out of that window over there if you don’t make her normal.”
 
“Fiiiine… You’re so boring at times you know?”
 
She says in a whimper almost as she extends a hand out and a dark purplish color is seen coming from her hand as Daffie seemed to be sleeping with ease now.
 
“There, it’s done.”
 
“Thanks…”
 
She studies him, looking at his face as he looked down at Daffie with care. If anyone knew him better it was either Daffie or her.
 
“Strings. What do you see in her?”
 
She watched for a response as he continues to look down at Daffie.
 
“A person I feel to care for as a friend.”
 
“Is that it? You never really cared for others except for your own means to destroy things. Why do you care all of a sudden?”
 
“My eyes have been opened to the understanding of such life for these people who are as not as gifted like us. They barely know the power that we hold. They can imagine it but there is more to whatever they imagine about. This is real power, the power of understanding can do a lot of good in the world, in this district but to understand fully I have come to the conclusion that a sacrifice must be made.”
 
“A sacrifice?”
 
She puts a hand on her hip, positioning herself in question because of what he said.
 
“As in losing your power of godship?”
 
“Not fully lost but yes. This is what they wanted me to understand, to live like the people down here in order to relate to the reason why they live here. Though I fear my corruption had made this district too far gone to be recovered to what it once was.”
 
“It’s done with.”
 
“What?”
 
He looks up at her, his turn to look at her in question.
 
“Whatcha did back then is done and over with. You now understand what you did was wrong and are now ready to do something about it to try and make it right again and I think it’s a good thing to invest time in.”
 
A soft smile from her as she goes up to Strings and holds his left hand.
 
“I’ll help out if you want me to but it will come with a price. You know what I want in turn of helping you and I expect it to be long, hard, and able to last all night%.”
 
She let’s go of his hand and pats his cheek with a sly smile showing on her face as she then teleports. Strings didn’t know what to say about that, though he was flattered by her offer of helping he was also shocked too. The cellphone rang and he goes to answer it and it was Zef.
 
“Yo Strings. We hit a sweet deal with this racing event this Friday and we’re gonna need both you and Daf to be ready. Oh and remember that girl who trashed her car? She’s gonna race with you two so it’s gonna be a three against three competitive race. Though I have a feeling we’re gonna win this one too homie!”
 
 
CHAPTER 19
 
Coming into Zef’s and Landi’s garage, three cars entered: One appeared to be the one Strings raced in before, the other a slick black with fine curves and wheels made for lots of traction and the last one being a refurbished version that Jasmine drove in before she crashed. They soon parked, Strings and Zef get out of one car, Daffie and Landi get out of the other car and Jasmine exits the last one. Daffie was carrying a trophy that was gold as the group were very cheerful.
 
“Told ya I had a feeling we win again!”
 
Said Zef as he popped open a bottle of liquor with a big grin on his face.
 
“Never fuck with a god and his allies!”
 
He goes on to give Strings a hug.
 
“Fucking miracle bro. You’re a fucking miracle!”
 
It was clear he was drunk since he had been drinking in the car and his girlfriend goes to help him get to the room where their bed is.
 
“I’ll try to have him rest a bit. Don’t want him throwing up.”
 
She says with gentle words as she too was happy about the win. Daffie smiles just like Jasmine and Strings walks around a bit to stretch out his legs. Those hours racing was rather long and being in a car for that long can exhaust him surprisingly.
 
“God eh?”
 
Said Jasmine with a bit of interest.
 
“Well the more people know of it then yeah. I’m a god at driving.”
 
He says with a smile, trying to not let Jasmine figure out he really is a god, well a fallen one in fact.
 
“Well I sure as hell can say that you drive like one. You had some good moves and also you did too Daf.”
 
“Thanks.”
 
Daffie appreciated the compliment as she looked at her reflection on the trophy.
 
“No problem.”
 
Jasmine says as she sits on the couch, taking off her black leather jacket, wearing only a tank top underneath.
 
“Finally that hot thing is off of me. Hey Strings, your girl alright?”
 
He looks at Daffie who was practically in love with the trophy as she stared at it and he nods at Jasmine.
 
“Well alright then, if she starts acting like a dragon wouldn’t surprise me.”
 
“Heh, she as strong as one, I can assure you on that.”
 
“Maybe she is but she’s cool like you.”
 
“I’m just too relaxed, that’s all.”
 
Jasmine laughs as she lays on the couch now.
 
“Well I need to relax. Staying in that car for a long time can make you uncomfortable.”
 
“I here you on that one.”
 
He says as he sits on a chair, closing his eyes a bit as he tries to settle himself. A minuet goes by in silence until Jasmine speaks up.
 
“Hey Strings.”
 
“Yeah?”
 
“Why your parents name you Pulling Strings?”
 
“Never knew my real parents. I was adopted.”
 
“Oh, sorry for asking.”
 
“I’m not hurt it anything, I just grew not to care who my real parents were and only focused on myself pretty much. But the answer to your question is that I have a guess at why my adoptive parents named me that and I think when I was younger I used to mess with a lot things that involved strings.”
 
He knew why he was given the name but he lies to her in order to cover his true identity.
 
“You were a trouble maker, weren’t you?”
 
“Bingo.”
 
“I knew you be one. I can tell who is and isn’t a person who causes trouble.”
 
“That easy?”
 
“Yep.”
 
He was kinda startled by this but intrigued as well. If she could tell he was one then there could be a possibility she could one day find out he’s a fallen god as well. He didn’t want that, he didn’t need all of that stuff to be honest and fur good reason. He just wanted to pass himself along as another “mortal” who had a cool gift at what he does best.
 
“Can I ask you this?”
 
“Go ahead.”
 
She pauses for a minuet, preparing her question to soon present to him.
 
“Can I invite you over my place for a day?”
 
That grabbed Daffie’s attention and she puts the trophy down, going to them.
 
“For what reason exactly?”
 
She asks in complete concern and Jasmine senses the female intuition of her getting protective.
 
“To talk to him about something personal.”
 
Daffie didn’t like this one bit and she stays close to Strings.
 
“Well if it’s about talking then sure but anything other than that I won’t participate in. Sound fair?”
 
“It’s fair.”
 
Responded Jasmine, trying to get Daffie to calm herself.
 
‘Seems like I was right about the dragon thing.’
 
She thought as she now sees Daffie readjusting slowly to her comfort level. Time has passed a bit and it got awkward and Jasmine was the one who broke it when she all of a sudden got up and headed towards her car.
 
“I’m gonna go rest at my home. I need to take a shower anyways and Strings, my number is with Zef so I’m certain he’ll give it to you in order to call me. Later you two.”
 
She gets in, starts the car and backs out of the garage, leaving the scene. Strings looks at her jacket that she had forgotten on the couch.
 
“She forgot her jacket.”
 
“I know.”
 
‘She didn’t forget it.’
 
Thought Daffie as she began to worry now.
 
 
CHAPTER 20
 
It is the twentieth day and the man fully recovers, waking up from his coma as the voices support him inside his mind. The wife and best friend are there in the room, they are astonished.
 
[Best Friend] See his mouth, he tries to speak  
He cannot move, his voice is weak…  
[Me] My dear friend can you hear me now?  
I’ll try to tell you how I feel  
[Best Friend] I feel the pain inside of you  
Tell me please, what can I do?  
[Me] Listen well to what I have to say  
I have to tell you…of my betrayal
 
[Me] I revealed the facts, it was clear  
It spelled the end of your career  
[Best Friend] Yes, I always felt that it was you  
I repressed the thought although I knew the truth  
[Me] The truth is out, I feel relieved  
You hate me now, you’ve been deceived?  
[Best Friend] Oh no, in a way we are even now  
Come back to us…somehow
 
[Wife and Love] Cross that bridge to the other side  
Follow your heart, you can’t go wrong  
Come with me, I will be your guide  
And lead you back where you belong
 
[Agony] Welcome to reality, be ready for the pain  
Welcome to reality, will it be in vain  
Welcome to reality,  
Nothing much has changed since you were gone
 
[Passion] Rise up and show the world you can be a better man  
Rise up and show the world you care, yes you can  
Rise up and show the world you’re taking your chance  
Rise up and show the world!  
[Agony] Welcome back!
 
[Reason] Welcome to reality, wake up and rejoice  
Welcome to reality, you’ve made the right choice  
Welcome to reality, and let them hear your voice, shout it out!
 
[Pride] Rise up and show the world your battle is won  
Rise up and show the world the old you is gone  
Rise up and show the world your new life has begun  
Rise up and show the world!  
[Reason and Agony] Welcome back!
 
[Fear] Here inside the question burns  
Are you sure of your return?  
[Me] I am sure I deserve this chance  
Now I understand it all  
[Fear] It all seems so unreal to you  
Can you decide what to do?  
[Me] Yes I can, oh I will survive  
Look at me…I’m alive
 
[Wife and Love] Cross that bridge to the other side  
Follow your heart, you can’t go wrong  
Come with me, I will be your guide  
And lead you back where you belong
 
[Best Friend] There is so much to see, there is so much to live for  
[Wife] Come with me, my love  
[Reason] You feel her warmth, glowing on your skin  
[Love] You’re never alone, I knew we could make it  
[Fear] Aaaaaaaaarrrrgh!  
[Passion] Can’t you feel that fire, can’t you feel it burn?  
[Agony] Be ready for the pain, ready for the pain!  
[Pride] Well rise up, your battle has been won, your new life has begun  
[Me] I’m alive, I won’t look back, aaaaah!
 
The Human Equation program aborted.  
Have a nice day.  
Dream Sequencer system offline.
 
Emotions  
I remember…
 
His voice wasn’t his own as he felt that his body was being taken over and his life changes in front of him as he knows it. A dark voice begins to talk in his head as he feels his insides corrode and his mind slipping away before he fully turns into that dark-tar mist being.
 
 
CHAPTER 21
 
“Gensei?”
 
Said Eris, a bit interested.
 
“Calls itself Gensei? What does that name mean exactly?”
 
“Don’t know… But all I know is that it can restore him to full power, well that’s what it said to me but again it can do something of that sort without a god or goddess’s help.”
 
Discord checks his pockets as he said that.
 
“I’m gonna try to conceal it. Don’t want nothing coming into contact with it and gaining such power since nothing is to guard it anymore.”
 
Discord pulls out a purple silk bag that was tied with a miniature rope, he opens it up and a cool color of violet rises from the bag. It was in smoke form, it travels around the slow rotating crystal as the two harmonized beings watched in silence.  
—  
Past
 
Strings comes into the area where the Gensei crystal is at, two servants that were keeping guard of the object see him and kneel to him.
 
“Good boys.”
 
He pats them on the head and looks at it.
 
“Gensei, you awake?”
 
“I never sleep father.”
 
The crystal glows as it responded.
 
“Ah, the more I know about your functionality, the better I can make you.”
 
“I store only power for you. I believe I am already a better being.”
 
Strings grins at this.
 
“Confident are we?”
 
“Truthfully and knowingly that I am able to help serve my father in his quest to destroy the district of his enemy. I can create the most devastating blows to the ones we despise. I’ve been working on the ultimate weapon for us and I’ve perfected it in a matter of a day.”
 
Strings was impressed.
 
“What is this new weapon?”
 
“This weapon is for us only to use. Any being who dare tries to hold it’s great power will only be burned by the amount of light and heat it uses. It is an upgrade I should say, an upgrade that connects to our mind’s of command.”
 
Strings grabs Gensei gently and looks at it.
 
“Show me.”
 
“Right away.”
 
With that they glow yellow.
 
“I call it the Light of Judgement. Once we glow that color, the power is able to be activated and before they know it, they are obliterated.”
 
Strings laughs at this in demented glee as his eyes glowed that gold color. The wings flap a bit and he let’s go of Gensei who floats in mid air.
 
“This is wonderful! Yes! Not only will I corrode the district slowly but both the district and the city above it will be nothing more but shadows of what used to be there!”
 
His fanged teeth show as he smiles and he turns around, floating away in glee.
 
“I’ll see you later Gensei.”
 
“Yes father.”  
—  
The violet smoke swirls around the Gensei crystal and proceeds to blanket it for protection.
 
“What is this?”
 
Asked the Gensei.
 
“It’s to protect you from harm.”
 
“Harm? I will never be harmed. It is impossible.”
 
The Gensei was getting uneasy.
 
“You may never know.”
 
“I’m not falling for your tricks! You casted out father and now you will try to obtain me!”
 
Eris steps in, trying to calm it.
 
“We’re being serious. We’re trying to protect you.”
 
“No! Don’t lie to me!”
 
It glows yellow, summoning the Light of Judgement but Discord grabs it only to have his left arm burnt off and his whole body blasted away along with Eris.
 
“I have to find father quickly. It is obvious he won’t be back for a while…”
 
A crack appears on it.
 
“He’s down in the district along with Daffodil his pet but where exactly are they?”
 
Another crack appears on it, the color changing a bit.
 
“No matter. I’ll find them and go give father his power back for we can continue his plans.”
 
It vanishes as the two beings reform from thin air.
 
“That thing is troublesome.”
 
“We are gonna have to find it before it finds Strings.”
 
They both snap their fingers, individuals spawn in front of them.
 
“Search for the Gensei.”
 
Said Eris and the individuals teleport.
 
 
CHAPTER 22
 
Strings was sitting outside near one of those restaurants, reading a book about how the formation of Equestria came to be. He’s lately been reading more and more about the history of the world and how it would reflect into the modern times. He didn’t like how tribes would go against each other and take the rightful land of others and those who were still alive from the opposing tribe would be used as slaves to further the tribes success with harsh living conditions.
 
“Where were the fucking alicorns at the time?”
 
He said quietly to himself as he turns the page and sees drawings illustrating how empires would form then crumble out of greed. He thinks it over in his head and took himself for example when he was a god… It made sense and cleared things up about why things happened here and there. Someone at the time were conducting horrible things to happen until something as powerful as evil stopped it and began to harmonize the tribes. This was before his mentors, before Celestia and Luna and the Mane 6 but the resemblance of all the evil he has caused to the district when he was god made him check himself again.
 
He gritted his teeth, angry at himself for allowing all this to happen in the city but he promised himself he would one day change it to good standards of helping the people live with no worry on their mind and then to correct the city above. He looks up to stop reading for a moment, only to see a familiar face in front of him.
 
“Well, I didn’t know you liked to read?”
 
Jasmine said as she say down and wanted to know what he was reading.
 
“It’s about how Equestria formed, that is all.”
 
“Yeah, I never was into history that much when I was younger.”
 
She looked at the book as she said that.
 
“What were you into, if I may ask?”
 
He closes the book after bookmarking it with an unused straw. She smirks and scoffs at his question.
 
“Into boys really. Wanted to know them from the inside out and how they actually worked so I got into their mind’s by figuring out what they wanted from a female.”
 
‘Seems like Lust’s gotten to her mind with that grotesque aura of her’s.’
 
He thought and she sees his reaction by him mistakenly not knowing he rolled his eyes in annoyance.
 
“I’m sorry, but did you just roll your eyes at me?”
 
“Huh?”
 
His attention to her now.
 
“N-No, I was just thinking of someone who is just like that.”
 
“Who?”
 
“Her name is Lilith and she likes to mess around with a lot of men…. Also women too… Pretty much she was… M-M…”
 
He was having a hard time saying the last few words but had eventually finalized it.
 
“My childhood frienemy as well…”
 
He says with a slight blush because of the embarrassing memories that came to his mind. Some good, some bad, and the others were what the fuck moments.
 
“A frienemy you say?”
 
Now Jasmine was very interested.
 
“I bet she was beautiful, huh?”
 
“Now hold on! I didn’t say anything about her being attractive!”
 
He says a bit startled, his face becoming darker because of the blush. She grins and gets ready to listen to this wonderful story about the early days of Strings.
 
“It’s funny how one day me and her hated each other’s guts and then the next day we make up by being friends for a limited amount of time… Then there comes puberty knocking on the door and once I see her again I’m brisked away by her gentle but yet tangy sinful appearance. There were times I did wanted her badly no matter how much I refused to indulge into my senses and there were times when I avoided her because I didn’t want to deal with her or because I was doing it for my own good. She was a great prankster like me, maybe better but that was her invitation for wanting to “mess” with me. Almost got me plenty of times but she succeeded… I couldn’t resist and by the age of 17 that’s when I lost my virginity.”
 
“Oh…”
 
Now it was her turn to blush.
 
“Was it at least good?”
 
She knew better not to get into people’s sex life but she was nosey to be honest.
 
“More or less, not sure…. Don’t want to remember it.”
 
“Ah…”
 
Silence drew them now, Strings blush beginning to fade like Jasmine’s. He had to lie to her again about Lilith but that was only a pen name for Lust. A waiter comes by and asks if they would like to order anything.
 
“Oh, sure and I’m not hungry but I’m certain this woman here is.”
 
Strings looks at Jasmine.
 
“Would you like to look at the menu I have?”
 
“Please?”
 
He hands her the menu, the waiter getting his pen and mini notebook out, readying himself for her order.
 
“I would like one of those veggie burger’s with no ketchup only mustard. To drink I would like only water with ice and a lemon on the side of the cup.”
 
“Ma’am, the veggie burger does come with fries, which type would you like the most? Regular, curly, chili cheese, lightly salted, or spicy?”
 
“Tempting choices but chili cheese please?”
 
The waiter nods and writes it down, soon leaving to give the cook the order.
 
“Didn’t know you were a vegan?”
 
“I mean I’m not fully but I have one of those schedules to balance out the types food I should eat, explains how I look right now. Besides you can have the fries, I know you’re not hungry but at least save them for later when you are.”
 
“Alright I will.”
 
“Good and how is Daffie?”
 
“She’s doing okay, her usual but she’s worried a bit about me, that’s all.”
 
“Why is she worried about you?”
 
In truth, Strings was kinda getting the sense that Daffie was a bit afraid because she might lose him to another woman. She never showed these signs of much affection towards him but she had nothing to worry about, he knew how to control himself around other women but the only one who will truly get in his head is Lust.
 
“She’s only worried because I might get lost. I don’t really travel around in this district…”
 
Another lie he had told her.
 
“I see… Well I guess I would too be worried about you if I were Daffie.”
 
“Maybe…”
 
The waiter comes back with the food.
 
“Thank you.”
 
“You’re welcome ma’am.”
 
With that he leaves and goes to take other orders.
 
“Oh and I brought your jacket too. You forgot it back at Zef’s.”
 
She looks up while eating and made a thankful noise as he gets up and heads towards his car, unlocking it and getting the jacket out the car.
 
“Here you go.”
 
He says to her as he put her jacket on the table in front of her and sits back down on the chair.
 
“Thanks. Can’t believe I forgot it.”
 
“No problem and you wanted to talk to me personally?”
 
He asks as she took another bite from her burger, soon swallowing.
 
“Oh… Um… Yeah about that…”
 
“Jasmine, you alright?”
 
She sighs.
 
“It’s sometimes easy to forget it but it still remains in my mind but I’m not sure if I’m alright…”
 
She leans towards him a bit.
 
“I’ll lead you to my home, no funny business from me, I promise. It’s personal… Really personally and you seem like the guy who can help me out with this sort of problem.”
 
Strings knew the sort of problems she has but he could only guess on one.
 
“Hey, you sure about this? This is our third time meeting face to face and you’re already trusting me with this?”
 
She gets up.
 
“Well I can tell for one you aren’t looking for nothing in return so that’s a big advantage you have unlike all the other guys I met. Besides, the dudes I met don’t read books, they like to act tough and try to live the “street life” like the idiots they are.”
 
Strings nods and with that he gets up and grabs his book.
 
“Lead the way please?”  
—  
The two cars pull up to a house that looked ragged but not too beat up like the others Strings had seen before. They get out of their cars and before they walk up to the patio she looks at him.
 
“Hey… I have a little girl in the house… She’s mine and is only four years old. I’m doing my best but I want you to meet her and talk to her, comfort her if you can because I her father verbally abused her before me and him split.”
 
Strings guess was right… Another one of his shenanigans when he was a god and poor Jasmine was one of his multiple victims. Her baby daddy was named Brad and Brad wouldn’t hit Jasmine but would threaten her with a vicious intent. She believed him too but it wasn’t until he got tired of Brad being one of his puppets and eventually made the two split… Before they split though he would make Brad say the most horrible things to his daughter but luckily he had ended the relationship and both Jasmine and her daughter could try to live in peace.
 
“What’s your daughter’s name?”
 
“Lucile.”
 
He nods.
 
“Ready when you are Jasmine.”
 
She in turn nods and goes to lead them inside the house. The house looked rather nice inside, maybe because all the competitions she won while remaining anonymous but it paid off the bills as well and she tried her best to recover her daughter’s innocent personality.
 
“Lucile, can you come out please?”
 
Jasmine politely commands her daughter to come out of her room which she does but when she saw Strings, another man in the house, she was frightened and tries to go hide in her room.
 
“I think she’s only scared of men because of what her father did to me and her… Let’s go to her.”
 
Strings could tell things was getting sad but how this situation came to be was because of his greed to destroy the district. They enter Lucile’s room and she covers herself up with blankets, trying to keep herself protected from the thing outside in her room.
 
“Lucile, this man isn’t like your father, I promise. He’s here to help you and I with the wounds that remain.”
 
She goes to her child, slowly removing the blanket off of her, Lucile whimpers and tears are seen in her eyes.
 
“Don’t be scared, he won’t hurt us, I promise.”
 
Holds her and Lucile looks at Strings with caution.
 
“H-He w-wwon’t hu-hurt no on-one…”
 
“I am absolutely positive. He only wants to help us, okay?”
 
“…………..Okay…..”
 
Jasmine smiles at Strings and he braces himself for this for he too will be counseling himself but most of it will be judgmental towards himself.
 
“Ready Lucile?”
 
Jasmine asks the little girl who still was holding onto her.
 
“I-I-I guess…”
 
“Alright Strings, talk to her.”
 
Strings didn’t know what to say to her… He was 23 she was only 4, he never had a kid of his own like how Jasmine does and never took parenting classes. He wasn’t a consoler but he knew there was something only a little girl can full heartedly connect to… Something that gave her a new start each and every time. He looks at the toy box near the closet and heads over to it, digging into it and pulling out a few dolls along with guy doll.
 
He sits on the edge of the bed and sets the dolls down, this grabbed Lucile’s attention as well for her mother who looked more confused than ever.
 
“Let’s try a pretend game, shall we? These two dolls here represent you and your mother and this doll here represents your dad who is a butthead.”
 
Lucile giggles but soon ceases it as something began to click in her mind.
 
“I-I don’t want that doll anymore.”
 
She says as she points to the male doll who is to represent her dad.
 
“After this we’ll get rid of him.”
 
“Okay….”
 
She says as she looks at the dolls, more concentrated on them than ever.
 
“We’ll act out the previous moments in you and your mom’s life when your dad was still living with you two. Now I’ll only watch and you tell me when you want to stop and catch a breather before starting again, okay?”
 
“Okay…”
 
“Alright, go ahead Lucile.”
 
She picks up the two dolls who represent her and Jasmine, she makes them hug each other and look to be cuddling before she sets them down and picks up the male doll with a shaky hand. He seems to be coming into the scene, he splits them apart and all of a sudden she says these words out…
 
“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TWO DOING! GET OFF OF THE DAMN COUCH AND GO OUTSIDE WITH THAT SHIT! NO ONE WANTS TO SEE THAT!”
 
This surprised Strings as well as Jasmine, Strings now realizing he was going to pay dearly from watching this unfold. For what he had done to this child’s life… The two feminine dolls are forced to leave and they are supposedly going in Lucile’s room and cuddling in her bed
 
“Shhh… Don’t worry, daddy is only upset because his team isn’t playing today.”
 
Lucile tries to say those words in her mother’s voice but the Brad doll comes into the room and grabs Jasmine, throwing her off the bed.
 
“I SAID GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE WITH THAT SHIT! YOU DON’T KNOW WHERE THE FUCKING OUTDOORS IS AT?! ARE YOU RETARTED OR SOME SHIT?! I’LL BE DAMNED IF I KNOCKED UP A RETARD WHO GAVE BIRTH TO A BIGGER RETARD!”
 
Strings couldn’t handle it, his mind wanted to split and as for Jasmine, tears ran down her cheeks.  
–  
Later on Strings came into the house late, he wasn’t feeling good and his emotions were wrecked by what he witnessed in the bedroom with Lucile and Jasmine. He sits on the couch, he sniffles a bit.
 
“You’re home late…”
 
Said Daffie as she entered the living room but soon saw his face moist with tears.
 
“Strings! What’s wrong?!”
 
He gave no answer to her, only silence as he sniffles again. His heart wanting to explode, mind wanting to cease, and spirit wanting to be obliterated because of what he did in the past.
 
“Strings…”
 
She says in soft worry as she steps up to him.
 
“Just give me the whole night to try and calm down… I’ll tell you the next day about what happened when I was with Jasmine…”
 
“Oh… Okay then…”
 
She goes to head back into the bedroom, she herself had a bad feeling.
 
 
CHAPTER 23
 
The next morning has come. Daffie came out of the bedroom to see what Strings was doing, he was asleep and he looked like a wreck since yesterday night. She couldn’t help herself as she reached out a hand towards one of his wings and gently rubbed it, he twitches and moaned silently in his sleep as her hand traveled up to his head but it was hot. She pulls her hand away from him, staring at him cautiously and puts her hand on his forehead, it was really warm and he seemed to be sweating.
 
‘Is he… Sick?’
 
She thought and dared not to wake him up but went to get a rag and put cold water on it, wringing the water out of it and goes to put it on his forehead. His breathing was uneasy as she saw him lay in a fetal position almost, the rag slipping off of him.
 
‘Yeah, he’s sick.’
 
She went to get many blankets out and filled a bucket with water to the halfway point and placed them near him. She wrote him a note incase he woke up when she was gone and it was detailed about what he should do and where she has gone to before placing it on the blankets she kisses him on the cheek then proceeds out the apartment.  
—  
Past
 
Daffodil is smoking a cigarette with Landee as they both sit on the couch waiting for Zef to come back with the money she had won from a previous race.
 
“Does he always take his sweet time when he goes to get something?”
 
Asked Daffie as she puts out her cigarette and looks towards Landee. With a puff almost, Zef’s girlfriend inhales the contents within the tobacco and blows the smoke out of her mouth.
 
“At times, just be patient.”
 
She responds to Daffie in that same gentle voice of her’s.
 
“Alright.”
 
Daffie says, a bit annoyed as she slouches a bit on the couch. She is wearing ripped jeans, hair cut to shoulder length, a shirt with a car logo on it and shoes that seemed to be new. She sighs, looking around and seeing that robot messing with a stereo system in a car.
 
“Heh, Chappie seems to like it here or does he like to mess with a lot of cars?”
 
“Both.”
 
Landi blows smoke again, she looks at Chappie and tells him to come here. He goes over to them, graffiti on his metallic chest along with a few gold chains around his neck as he looks at the two women who were sitting.
 
“Chappie, how’re you doing over there? Everything alright?”
 
“Yeah yeah, everything okay mommy. Everything okay.”
 
She smiles.
 
“Alright then, just checking on you baby.”
 
“Okay mommy.”
 
He says as he goes over back to the car, messing with the stereo system again.
 
“He’s a sweetie. Knows what he’s doing and is just so nice and gorgeous.”
 
“Too bad he used to be a police bot.”
 
“Now don’t say that Daf. I don’t want to think of my Chappie as some dirty police bot because he ain’t one and he will never be one again.”
 
Landi was appalled by Daffie’s comment.
 
“Well I’m just being honest to you Landee, I dislike the cops too but it’s something to keep in mind about him. I’m not saying he’ll turn on you, I’m just saying it’s weird he used to be one before his little incident.”
 
Zef enters the garage, parking the car near the couch and he gets out.
 
“About time Zef.”
 
Daffie says as she gets up and heads towards him as he carries the bag full of money.
 
“Hey, it was slow traffic today. I woulda been here sooner if it wasn’t for that stupid car trying to be slick and causing an accident.”
 
He was tired, he gives Daffie the bag of money.
 
“We’ll split it tomorrow, I’m too tired to deal with the money today. My fuckin nerves are wrecked.”
 
Zef goes to the bedroom, Landee follows him in and Daffie looks at the bag full of money. She sets it on the couch, temptation to steal it and keep it all to herself was edging her to go on and do it but she couldn’t, not yet and heads to her car, exiting the garage soon after. She returned home that night, the townhouse smelled of the usual blunt/weed scent and as she opened the door to her apartment, she was already devising a plan to steal the money.
 
‘That money could help me a lot and I need it more than them. I’m not the one who has an ex police robot, I’m not the one who owns a shop, I’m defiantly not the one who has bling worth a lot of grabs either. All I have is just things to pay off and worry about surviving another day.’
 
She thought greedily to herself, continuing her planning. She gets undressed to take a shower, making sure the water is warm enough for her to enter in and she gets in.
 
‘I should steal it around the time of 5 o’ clock, I’m sure they’ll be asleep but I wonder if that robot will be? Does it even sleep? I should wear all black, something to cover my face and my car ready to go.’
 
She washes her body, her gentle curves showing off her feminine features. She continues to be in the shower for almost an hour, still pondering about her plan until she fell asleep in the bed for the few hours to come.  
—  
Driving silently in the streets of District L, Daffie was dressed head to toe in black: Black mask, black jogging pants, black hoodie, and black shoes. She pulls up to the closed garage of the shop, she gets out of the car leaving the door open for a quick and easy escape as she goes to the window on the right side of the shop. Zef barely keeps it locked, it’s always unlocked and she was able to use a knife to slip it under the closed window and open it fully once she was able to use her hands. She slips inside the garage silently, careful to not make any noise while making her way to the couch cautiously. It was hard to see but she could manage a few outlines of objects here and there while sneaking across the garage.
 
She was getting closer and when she was there, she reaches down feeling the bag full of money and takes it. Excitement rises in her as she makes her way out but accentdentally walks into Zef’s car which the alarm sounds and the lights blink.
 
“Damn it!”
 
She says aloud and tries to crawl out the window but someone yanked her back in and took off her mask, revealing her face to them.
 
“Daf, what’re you doing here?!”
 
It was Chappie as he held her down and the lights turn on as Zef comes out with a bat.
 
“Where are they at Chap!”
 
He sees her being restrained by Chappie and squints his eyes at her, trying to make sense of how this came to be.
 
“What the fuck Daf?! Were you gonna steal from me?!”
 
He says in anger as he came towards them but she reacted quickly by putting the knife in Chappie’s robotic neck and getting the blade lodged in him. She somehow managed to get away from them and heads out the window, grabbing the bag full of money and getting into the car, reversing quickly and then driving off as quick as she can.
 
“GET THE FUCK BACK HERE YOU BITCH!”
 
Zef cries out in total anger as he watched the car drive off. Daffie’s heart races as she just pulled off stealing the money but where was she able to hide in secret? She continues to think but a car from the side of her crashes into her car, causing the car to do a 180 spin into a building. She is dazed but eventually gets out while crawling out but her luck wasn’t so great as she saw a group of men head towards her.
 
“You little shit! You don’t know how to drive or what?!”
 
Above it all, the god named Pulling Strings seemed to be manipulating the events for he had his sights on her. She was a victim but soon she will be another pet for he always gets what he wanted.
 
‘Hehehe… Daffodil, what the hell are you thinking girl?’
 
He thought to himself as he laughs to himself, watching the men beat her relentlessly but in secret they were his servants.
 
‘Don’t you understand the futility of your actions can cause great consequences? All this for dumbass currency? You must be disciplined girl.’
 
She was stomped on, her body aching all over and her vision going away slowly, her breathing dying but she sees another man walk up to her as tears from her dying red eyes showed.
 
“I will take away the pain for you my dear. All I want you to do is simply come with me.”
 
The man knew she couldn’t disagree to this as he touches her chest and she feels her lungs reviving with air. Time seemed to have been frozen but she couldn’t tell really due to her still feeling close to death.
 
“I promise you won’t have to worry about surviving another day, don’t have to worry about money and not being caught for what you have done just recently. Please, come with me.”
 
She looks into his eyes, struggling to keep eye contact but his eyes were the color of gold.
 
“T~~…..Take…. Me….”
 
She says faintly as she passes out and he grins, his fanged teeth showing.  
–~~  
Present
 
Daffie arrives back in the apartment with medicine in a bag, seeing that Strings was ailing as he now was awake.
 
“That door is loud…”
 
He says with exhaustion as she comes by his side.
 
“Sorry Strings but I got you medicine.”
 
“What’s that supposed to do?”
 
“It’s supposed to help you get better.”
 
“……I hate being mortally sick.”
 
“Strings, you’re not alone.”
 
She smiles as she gives him the medicine and he almost chokes.
 
“The hell is this!”
 
“Sorry again, the medicine isn’t good either with flavor but it helps, trust me.”
 
He sighs.
 
“Fine….”
 
“I promise I’ll take away the pain.”
 
With that she nurses him the whole day and she felt some type of spark, the spark relating to both love and care as she was useful to him.
 
 
CHAPTER 24
 
He stands out there at the earliest of mornings… A combination of both dusk and dawn as he stands on the deck that is connected to the apartment. He wore nothing but only a towel wrapped around his waist, the most sliming features of him were darkened because him being mostly tainted. The wind was partially there, it wasn’t as great as the surface’s but it’s better to have some than none and try to be appreciative of that small wind. Leaning on the railing now, he looks at the visible lights coming from the buildings that were distant from the townhouse he lived in.
 
“Didn’t know you’ll be up at this time.”
 
He says with ease in his voice.
 
“The same can go to you.”
 
Responded a feminine voice as another figure soon shows itself to him.
 
“Why are you here?”
 
“Heard you were sick yesterday but didn’t come over because I knew Daffodil would be taking care of you… And you woulda had a fit too if you saw me.”
 
“Still sharp as ever with perfect foreshadowing.”
 
“Thanks. You know I’m good at what I do.”
 
“Maybe but I’m too much of an ass towards you to even care what you do.”
 
“Knew you were going to say that.”
 
His right hand holds her left hand.
 
“This is new for you… I’m not sure if I like this or not.”
 
“Don’t get any ideas, I’m just doing this because I can’t believe I care about you.”
 
He was embarrassed but most of all annoyed because he was showing slight affection towards his frienemy.
 
“Whatever…”
 
She says as she gets close to him and leans her head on his shoulder, putting a wing around him also.
 
“Feels nice being able to do this with you but why the sudden change?”
 
“Maybe it’s just the mortal thing to do… These mortals have so many emotions it either makes me feel happy or very guilty and I did promise myself I would change a lot of things.”
 
“I know how you are with those commitments to yourself.”
 
She holds his hand a bit firmly now.
 
“I like it when you do your own work but you never visit me often, it sorta does get boring but most of the time I just get laid.”
 
“Oh I know you do. Never visit you because I’m not sure what time to see you properly.”
 
She looks at him.
 
“Anytime you can come over but this seems a little too romantic for the both of us.”
 
“Yeah I’m feeling that burning too. It’s horrible.”
 
He bites his lip partially but she only giggles.
 
“Actually when you said that, I like it now.”
 
She kisses his lips and then with a soft bite she teasingly pulled his lower lip before letting go shortly. She hugs up to him and looks up at him with desire in her eyes.
 
“Should I play as Little Red “Riding” Hood and you can be the Wolf%?”
 
“It’s too early for that and you know I’m not keen with your sexual desires.”
 
“Awww don’t be like that%.”
 
She grabs the towel and takes it off of him before he could even respond to grab it from her. It teleports away as he was covering himself with his hands.
 
“My my what is this%? My fallen Strings self conscious about his body now? I never seen him do this before%.”
 
“I swear Lust if you touch any of importance on me, I’ll knee you really hard.”
 
“Mmm… That slang for pounding me really hard with your dick%? Besides, don’t you even dare try to resist me.”
 
‘That aroma… Damn it…. I can’t focus right now.’
 
He thought as he tries to resist but she kisses him again, a hand going down to his stallionhood and beginning to stroke it.
 
[“See? There we go, no need to worry. Besides this is payback for not fucking me when you came to see me and refusing my offer about Daffodil. Now… Just relax and let me do all the work~.”]
 
She breaks the kiss and winks at him, he couldn’t resist her and it was hard to break free but he had an idea. He goes to do a backflip off of the deck and as he falls, he hits the grassy ground.  
—  
Later that morning he was in the hospital with Daffie as a doctor examines his right leg.
 
“Luckily it’s not broken but it’s bruised badly. I’m glad you have wings to help you land but it was a close call for sure… Next time don’t try to fly in the early morning when it’s still dark out, you’re not a bat.”
 
With that the doctor writes something down for him and rips it off, giving the piece of paper to him and walking out of the room. Daffie looks at him with judgement.
 
“Alright Strings, what did you really do while you were out there?”
 
He wasn’t going to lie to her.
 
“Just by myself thinking and then Lust came by and~~”
 
“W-Why was she up so early like you?”
 
“That’s what I’ve been wondering also but it could be the fact she… No… No that’s insane for her to actually feel that.”
 
He said in disbelief, not sure if it could be the actual reason.
 
“What is it?”
 
“I think she actually worried about me…”
 
Daffie was confused.
 
“She came to see you at that time because???”
 
“She said she had gotten word that I was sick yesterday but couldn’t come to see me because you were taking care of me and that I would have blown up if I saw her.”
 
“Wait… How did she know that you were sick?”
 
“She’s a sly one to be honest. She may act carefree but that thing is smart… Probably smarter than me.”
 
Daffie was getting a little paranoid now.
 
“Damn Lust…”
 
She says faintly.
 
‘I swear if she makes contact with him again…’
 
She unknowingly grabbed his hand, holding it tight as her ears flicked a bit in jealousy. Strings wasn’t going to object holding her hand, he found this adorable for her acting like that and could only rub her head gently.
 
“You alright?”
 
“Huh?”
 
She blinks and looks down, seeing her hand holding his and she let’s go, blushing heavily.
 
“Sorry!”
 
“It’s fine Daffie, I’m not mad. I like it when you kinda get protective of me, it’s a good feeling that our friendship actually has care in it.”
 
“Y-Yeah, care and friendship.”
 
She wanted more than friendship as she now felt her head being rubbed gently.
 
“Strings you’re rubbing my head.”
 
“Just trying to soothe you.”
 
He stops but she wanted to be petted more but didn’t want to say anything about it.
 
“Ready to go now?”
 
He gets up, using a crutch to help him balance without putting much weight on his battered leg.
 
“As ever.”
 
She says with a smile and gets up, heading towards the door and opening it for he could exit the room first then her. They exit out into the hallway and Strings had a look on his face, Daffie quickly noticing this look, knowing something was up.
 
“What is it?”
 
He begins to move away from where they were supposed to go to exit the hospital and instead takes a right to continue the path in the hallways.
 
“Strings…”
 
She follows him still, unsure what he was thinking of. A nurse passes them and Strings calls them out by their name.
 
“Yeah?”
 
The nurse asks he turns around.
 
“Please follow us to this room. I’m going to need your help with something.”
 
“Alright, I have nothing else better to do.”
 
The nurse follows them to a room that is near a window and close to an elevator that is across from it.
 
“Who was in Room 636?”
 
The nurse blinks and looks at his clipboard that held papers for him.
 
“A guy named Memphis.”
 
“Background info?”
 
The nurse wasn’t sure to answer that.
 
“The background info, please. This is important.”
 
“None. He came out of nowhere.”
 
“Daffie, go get in the car I’ll be there.”
 
She does as she was told, she knew something was bothering him.
 
“What was he in for?”
 
“Trying to kill himself but ended up in a coma.”
 
Strings ponders to himself for a minuet.
 
“When did he leave?”
 
“About four days ago.”
 
In the mind of Strings, he sees small snippets of a man laying in the hospital bed and witnessed important details before leaving.  
–~~  
The drive back home was not a usual one. Strings was sweating, maybe close to having a heart attack as the rolled down windows at least let in a cool breeze.
 
“You alright?”
 
She asks him, glancing over a bit but looks at the road mostly.
 
“No… Something is here and it’s familiar also.”
 
Grabs at his pants uneasily, still in thought.
 
“What’s familiar about it?”
 
“It’s power… It’s strong as me but like when I was in god form.”
 
“Another god?”
 
“No… It’s an entity and it leaves behind a rotten trail. It… Was doing something in the hospital with a man who was in a coma, messing with his mind and trying to devoid him by projecting past experiences in his mind to have the people he has known before act as if they came to see him… He was sadly being used by the entity, no one really came to see him, he was alone and easy to strike.”
 
Daffie was in awe.
 
“I wouldn’t like it if something messed with my head.”
 
She says this although she knew Strings had manipulated her mind numerous of times before he had fallen.
 
“Why would it be doing this in the first place?”
 
“….It’s corrupted.”  
—  
Meanwhile they park at a stripper club and Strings gets out along with an embarrassed Daffie.
 
“Why are we here now?”
 
“To visit one special woman…”
 
Monochrome in his voice as he said that with a hint of seriousness. They enter inside the music blares loudly, she smells Lust’s aroma but Daffie’s mouth and nose are covered from behind as Strings keeps an eye on her.
 
“Try not to breathe in a lot of this filth. It’s not good for you.”
 
He himself was feeling a bit woozy from the aroma but his mind along with his senses were strong. Using the crutch to help him move still, it wasn’t long until they were lead to the back by one of Lust’s guards and they enter her private room.
 
“Nnah%! Ah%! Ah%! Ah%!”
 
They hear and see her moan as she rides a male and another male from behind thrusts into her other hole. Daffie’s knees shake a bit as the aroma got to it’s strongest and Strings almost lost himself but it was now getting tougher to fight it.
 
“Lust.”
 
He says at the threesome and they stop, the male thrusting into Lust pulls out of her.
 
“Yes?”
 
She says turning back to face who said that and she was surprised to see both Strings and Daffie.
 
“Oh hey%!”
 
She says happily and gets off of the man she was riding to go towards her two visitors.
 
“You two wanted to come and have a great time huh%. No problem~.”
 
“Princess Lust.”
 
Strings says to her and this totally got her attention.
 
“Strings….”
 
She says as she could tell he was serious.
 
“Have you noticed anything strange lately in the district?”
 
“If you’re talking about most of my guards disappearing the day I sent them to investigate some type of mystical thing four days ago then you are right.”
 
It begins to add up in Strings head.
 
“Something foul is here. I’ve sensed it while I was in the hospital and a nurse told me about a man who was there before he left four days ago. I saw these visions too while he was in the hospital, he was in a coma but something was manipulating his mind.”
 
Daffie begins to lick and gently bite at his fingers that covered her face partially. She had succumbed to the aroma but Lust stops her and instead has her suck on one of her (Lust’s) nipples.
 
“So… It originated in the hospital…”
 
She says without a single moan.
 
“Anymore clues?”
 
“Not that I know of but it’s familiar to me in a way.”
 
“Familiar? As in friend or family?”
 
“…I’m not sure.”
 
 
CHAPTER 25
 
The Gensei was being pursued by the harmonized beings search party which they had in fact found. It was dark out, the district of lust was fully awake as the night was an everyday invitation to those seeking freedom by doing many sinful things to entertain themselves.
 
‘Father was right, this place is not perfect and must be destroyed at once but it won’t be if they catch me.’
 
He thought as the crystal went into an alley and tried to find a place to hide. The search party had caught up to Gensei, one of them speaking to him.
 
“Stop right there. We aren’t going to hurt you… We only want to help you by keeping you safe and you’re very powerful. We don’t want you falling into the hands of the wrong person.”
 
“I don’t believe you. I will have better luck finding father myself and restoring him to full power so that we can destroy everyone here.”
 
“You can’t do that, he can’t do that. It’s not fair to those who live here.”
 
“Yet you will allow sinning here everyday? I thought you were a search party of harmonization, not to promote such things like this that goes on down here.”
 
Gensei had a good argument there.
 
“We are followers of harmonization but we won’t kill them. There are alternates to solving problems like this district.”
 
“Which is controlled by Princess Lust. She runs this district and these mob bosses are part of a big plan that father has going on, it’s beautiful.”
 
The search party knew this wasn’t going to be easy, this thing that Strings made was determined just like him and shared the same views… The son of Pulling Strings.
 
“Please don’t do this to yourself. We don’t want to hurt you in order to keep you in line.”
 
“You will not touch me.”
 
Three cars pull up quickly and twelve men exit the cars only to see this.
 
“The fuck is going on here? What the fuck are you guys doing here?”
 
Twelve of them pull out their weapons of automatics as only one of them spoke to the search party.
 
‘Did Gensei just… Lured us here only to be discovered by a gang?’
 
Thought the main person of the search party as the individual steps up.
 
“We’re walking around. That is all.”
 
“The fuck you aren’t you damn pigs!”
 
“What?!”
 
“When we see men and women dressed as police, we know you aren’t “walking around.””
 
The main individual of the search party along with everyone else eyes widen. Gensei was somehow deceiving the gang’s eyes to make it look like they were police.
 
“We have to subdue them now!”
 
The search party tries but Gensei has them shoot and the bullets rip the search party apart one by one. The bodies scrambled all over as blood exits from the bodies as well as other substances, the gang were no longer controlled.
 
‘It seems I must stay low. Those beings will send more to get me. They won’t dare cross here, if they do, I am certain father will notice and they will try to use me as bait to probably rid him but… I’m weak… I am rupturing, maybe I can find an alternate source of power.’
 
He looks at the dead bodies that the gang has left to rot and Gensei wasn’t sure if he should.
 
‘Maybe if I resurrect them and steal away their souls I can use their souls to power me.’
 
He thought but was hesitant to do so. What if their souls were to subdue him into harmonization? He thought to himself for a while and proceeds to resurrect them, he needed the souls in order to stabilize the power inside him and as he did so they began to rise.
 
“We’re alive?”
 
“Not for long.”
 
Responded Gensei as he turned into multiple colors violently and the next thing the harmonic followers soon turned gray as their skin wrinkled immensely and their veins popped out with discoloration. The sound of their cry for help were only short screams as the souls were ripped from their body and went inside Gensei.
 
“I can feel their heartbeats, the synchronizing of them becoming a part of me… I am replenished.”
 
He says to himself but a crack forms soon and then another and another.
 
“What is this?! What’s happening to me?!”
 
The crystal began to shatter into small pieces.
 
“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”
 
Gensei was nothing but crystallized dust as it spread everywhere on the soulless bodies that still twitched here and there while dying. The bodies began to melt away, the eyes becoming like yolk in a frying pan once heated, the skin bubbling, the bones burnt, the flesh smelling of road kill but in a forest fire. The melting bodies swirled around slowly as if they were going into a drain but what arose from the center was a black cloudy hand that tried to pull the rest of itself up and another one showed. The top of a head was revealed as it soon came to present a face that had a great resemblance to a skull but only that it was tainted and a vile oil poured out of the dark eye sockets. It grunts as the bodies were help forming this thing and that it soon had legs, this thing looked to be a tainted skeleton covered in corrosive oil but when the oil hit the ground it turned into blood.
 
“What is this….? WHAT HAVE I BECOME!”
 
An intense pain came from the ribs and spine as it was revealed to be Gensei but something was off other than having a skeletal body. The consciousness of him was flickering from left to right as the son of Pulling Strings was now experiencing a sensation he needed to fulfill, his mentality was slipping and making him feral but he still remained responsive: He was Corrupted Gensei Strings.
 
‘I need to complete this body. I need actual flesh and blood to operate things in complete control. The power of me is well but I need more in order to destroy this district… I-I want to destroy everything. I have no love for anything, my thoughts only want me to kill but what is this momentum I’m feeling… It feels correct. If these mortals and beings want to live in a so called “perfect world” then I shall help them by executing all! First step though is to find me a body of flesh and blood and then go on from there. Maybe take more souls and turn them into my own personal followers. Ascension of a soon to be god… A God of Corruption.’
 
 
CHAPTER 26
 
The high pitched cries and calls from kids were heard as they were cheering and roaring at the sight of boy punching another boy. The dominate boy punched furiously at the other as he did much damage to him before the teacher stopped them as she finally got to them.
 
“STOP IT RIGHT NOW!”
 
She yelled out as she grabbed the boy who was beating up the less fortunate boy. The boy who was grabbed wiggles around violently as he tried to get back to beating him up but the teacher kept him in a hold as he thrashes around.  
—  
“Mr. Blues, do you know why you’re here.”
 
The setting was at a principal’s office, where the young boy sat in front of the principal. His hands on his lap as he uneasily scratched at his pants by clutching it repeatedly in silence and guilt.
 
“Y-Yes…”
 
He said, ashamed of himself for punching that boy.
 
“You were fighting another student for what exact reason?”
 
“I…I just just hate how he talks to people as if he were better than them…”
 
“Mr. Blues, you do realize that was a poor decision you made, right?”
 
“Yes…”
 
“I’m glad you realize that and you will be suspended from school for three days, your parents have already been contacted about it.”
 
The principal dismisses him.  
—  
Later that day the boy was in his room, he could hear his parents talking about him abs they sounded a bit scared.
 
“Well he is twelve, he is hitting that stage in life and I think it’s time we get that surgery done for him in order for him not to have anymore incidents like this to happen in the future.”
 
“And exactly how will he use the restroom? I don’t want the kids making fun of him just because he had that part of him taken away. It’s naturally with males, can’t help it since he’s growing up.”
 
“But this district is experiencing much lascivious stuff, it’s not like any other city or town. I don’t want him turning out like most of the males here. I want him to have a straight head, not bent on the purpose to have as much sex as he can and other evil stuff that could get him killed. He will be so much better than them.”  
—  
The scene changes quickly as the boy screeches and hollers as he tries to run away from the nurses and doctors, fighting them off.  
—  
He looks at the mirror, he is crying silently as the pain was faded a bit but the camera pans down slowly as his boyhood was wrapped up with ice on it.  
—  
A man inhales strongly as he wakes up from his sleep, getting up quickly as his heart pounds strongly. He soon calms down, getting out of bed.
 
“Just another bad dream.”
 
He says to himself, going to open the blinds and letting in the neon lights from the nearby buildings for entertainment purposes. He wipes the sweat from his forehead, in fact he has been sweating all over and came to the automatic decision of him needing to shower.  
—  
He comes out from the bathroom ten minuets later, towel wrapped around him from the waist down. He heads to the closet, grabbing his attire for the day before proceeding to dry himself off and put on the clothing. He goes over to the bed, reaching under the pillow he rests his head on and pulls out the Holy Celestial which is a book about the religion of the goddess Celestia. He indeed was a follower of light and did what was right to try and help better the world around him to promote deference. The book was not heavy but was light enough so that it wouldn’t be a pain to carry around.
 
He exits his room after having breakfast and heads down the stairs, exiting the home and walking out into the suburban streets.
 
“Hello father.”
 
Said an elderly man sitting on his rocking chair.
 
“Greetings sir.”
 
He said in response to the elder man and proceeds down to the church. He was lucky that the bad dream had woken him up fifteen minuets earlier than the alarm because if that dream didn’t occur, he would of been not able to do a lot of other things. He comes to the entrance of the church, he unlocks it, heading inside and going to get things prepared for today.
 
‘Huh… Looks like the only thing I need to do is just light those candles and wait for people to come in.’
 
“Morning father.”
 
Said a man who looked to be twenty years old.
 
“Ah, how are you Cecil?”
 
“I’m alright.”
 
“That’s good and how’d you get in here?”
 
“Spare key you gave me, remember?”
 
“Oh, yeah… My mind blanked out there and you did all this before I came here?”
 
“All of it except the candles.”
 
He smiles a bit, he was tired but not beyond exhaustion.
 
“Thank you Cecil and I’m surprised you got up early for once.”
 
The priest smirks as he puts the book on the alter.
 
“Well don’t think I’m turning over a new leaf yet, I’m still in training.”
 
Cecil sits near the piano.
 
“I’m not thinking about it because I know you can turn a new leaf Cecil and besides, I left two candy bars for you in the refrigerator.”
 
“Thanks father.”
 
“You’re very welcome.”
 
Priest flips a few pages to where the last reading was at and he hears Cecil getting into the fridge.
 
“Sweet! Kit Kats!”
 
He hears Cecil say happily and he chuckles upon hearing the glee from his voice.  
—  
An hour later people began to come to church, he and Cecil were getting ready before the clock struck twelve PM, a signal to commence reading and prayers.
 
‘There seems to be more people here than last Sunday… This is good.’
 
Priest thought as he clears his throat and signals Cecil to play the piano.
 
“Hello and good morning everyone. My name is Priest Blues and I like to thank you all for coming here on this renewing day in the district we all live in. This is my assistant, my friend, Cecil Williams who is currently playing the piano. Celestians we are since we do believe in doing what is good and that we follow the goddess’s light.”
 
He signals Cecil to stop playing the piano.
 
“My fellow followers of light. It is glorious to be alive, do you know why?”
 
A woman raises her hand and he points to her.
 
“Ma’am in the fourth row.”
 
He calls out to her and she steps up, revealing to be Jasmine.
 
“Is it because we can bring more good into the district?”
 
Priest smiles, it was a good guess but not what he was looking for.
 
“Honestly that was a good guess but the actual reason why is on page C-133.”
 
He flips it to that page as those with their Holy Celestial books and turn to that page.
 
“It was until then the light dawned onto the ancestor race of Puricorns, that in order to begin their search of harmonization they must identify the wrongs and correct them with not only passion but forgiveness as well. Thus the meaning of life began and they believed that life was full of wrongs but for every wrong a change shall be made to challenge the wrongs and discipline them into rights. The right of life, the right of happiness, the right of dreams and hopes, the right to find harmonization.”
 
He looks up at Jasmine.
 
“You were close but it’s not only about bringing more good to a place but to rather understand it by coping with the wrongs and turning them into good things for those who may need it.”
 
A soft smile appears on his face, he sees her nod.
 
“Well that does sound neat and sorta makes sense to me.”
 
She responds as she sits back down.
 
“Good to hear! Also are you new? I haven’t seen your face here before… Forgive me if I’m just now noticing you if you have been here before.”
 
“I’m new.”
 
Jasmine says in response.
 
“And so is my only daughter, Lucile.”
 
“Welcome!”
 
He says excitedly.
 
“It is good to see new faces!”
 
“Thank you father.”
 
“No, thank you miss.”  
—  
Priest was walking back home, he himself was gleeful because it was a great time at the church and it seems that there was good after all in this district. He returns back to his place and goes into the bathroom but as soon as he did, his reflection shown in the mirror and his reflection was a younger him but with the lower section of him wrapped up and ice under the wrapping. He shook his head, avoiding looking at the mirror.
 
 
CHAPTER 27
 
Discord and Eris are at the Canterlot Castle. Both harmonized-neutral chaotic beings were in the throne of a prince who wondered why they were here.
 
“Discord, Eris… Why are you two here?”
 
Both Draconequesses looked ashamed and rather embarrassed but Discord steps up.
 
“We need to discuss something important to you, Prince Eclipse.”
 
“What is it?”
 
“It’s more of who and what is it…”
 
Said Eris as they stepped up a bit.
 
“Ever heard about the city that has a district under it?”
 
“Kinda… I don’t really get much reports about it, seems as if they are doing fine over there.”
 
“Yeah well… Everything is not so fine… Not in the district I should say.”
 
Eclipse looks interested.
 
“What’s going on over there?”
 
He says as he sits up.
 
“Something dark is down there… Something very dangerous as it poses a threat to both the district and the city above it… Maybe even to Canterlot.”
 
Discord says.
 
“What do you mean? Explain what the problem is.”
 
“That’s what we’re about to get at.”
 
Eris eats a lollipop out of nervousness as Discord continues speaking.
 
“I know you’ll be shocked to hear this but there is one more god and goddess in this world that you don’t know of.”
 
“What?”
 
Eclipse was shocked to hear.
 
“Why don’t I know of them?”
 
“You are not the only one to not know of this for I and Eris have pretty much raised the two.”
 
“You had children?”
 
“Yes but they weren’t ours biologically… They were kidnapped by us and we pretty much taught them magic for years but the female moved away at a young age to pursue her own life and was very successful but as for the male he stayed and trained more to know how to perfect his skills.”
 
“Don’t tell me one of them posses a threat….”
 
“No but please, listen and save your comments for later.”
 
Discord says as he continues on with the confession.
 
“He was pretty much a master at stuff he did when we fully trained him. He was like me and Eris before we became harmonized. He was a grown god and when we visited him we told him em about being harmonized and that we wanted to try and correct our wrongs by having him see why harmony is a good thing. He rebelled and attempted to stop us but we were still powerful than him and with a snap we took away his powers.”
 
‘So he’s a fallen…’
 
Eclipse thought as he kept on listening.
 
“This took place in his throne, above the city and when he fell, he landed in the district where the goddess is at.”
 
Eris now begins to talk.
 
“You see.. He and her were always misfits towards each other but when you observe the two during their times of being young… You could tell a relationship was developing. They are kinda like magnets almost and stay close to each other somehow but that goddess owns that district for she grew up successful as the god we trained.
 
“What is their name?”
 
Eclipse asks Eris.
 
“Princess Lust and Prince Pulling Strings… Though Strings doesn’t like the prince entitlement, he likes to keep it simple as Pulling Strings or just Strings.”
 
“I see… Are they related?”
 
“No. We just chose randomly and took them.”
 
“I see…”
 
“That’s not the bad part. The bad part is that Strings made some sort of A.I. power core that would allow him to become fully powerful. He always was two steps ahead of everyone just incase things happened but when we wanted to protect it, it began to spaz out and escaped in a hurry. We sent a group after it but there was no response from them for days. We came to the conclusion that they were dead but under that city we could feel something hideous under there… We’re not sure what it is exactly but we have a good guess it has to do with the Gensei.”
 
“Gensei? What’s a Gensei?”
 
“That’s what Strings called it. He named it Gensei and it claims to be Strings child.”
 
Eclipse wasn’t sure how to handle this. This was going to be very problematic if they didn’t deal with this quickly.
 
“If your suspicions are correct then let me join you two, I don’t want the other royals knowing about this… I feel as if they would cause panic.”
 
“If you want then yes but you’re going down there?”
 
Asked Eris.
 
“I did say ‘join you two,’” so yes. We’re all going down there but I wish to bring a friend with me. He may come to be a big help for us and he’s a mage.”
 
“We’ll allow it Prince Eclipse but what’s his name?”
 
“His name is Crimson and please don’t call me Prince Eclipse. Just call me Eclipse.”  
—  
At the district Strings hobbles about with Daffie helping him train to get his balance. His leg has almost completely healed but in the corners of darkness, Gensei watches the two.
 
“Father is seen… All I need to do is go to him but this isn’t the perfect time.”
 
He says to himself, stalking the two silently to find out where they live.
 
 
CHAPTER 28
 
SPGCCCCCHHHHH!
 
“What the?!”
 
“How could it do that?!”
 
A number of men and women’s voices were heard as something was clutching a person by the head and that the figure was raising them up. A surreal smell began to come from the daunting figure and what they witnessed was indelible. The malicious figure had it’s right handed claws in a man’s throat that went out of the neck as the man twitched here and there before dying. The blood ran down his neck before the figure pulled it’s claws out and threw the body onto the ground.
 
“You are here to stop me. I know who and what you are and father has told me that you are all the lowest of the low because you serve the princess named Lust.”
 
The fearfully awed guards of Lust look at the smoggy entity, not believing what they were seeing but they had to deal with it because it posed a lot of harm to the district.
 
“Father? What do you mean by that? Who’s your father?”
 
Said a female guard.
 
“That’s only for me to know and you to never find out. Besides…”
 
An essence came out of the deceased guard that he had previously killed. Grabbing it and proceeding to eat it, making the guards watch what he has done.
 
“By never finding out, I mean only by simply killing you all and corrupting your souls for my own purpose.”
 
He grins, they see the man’s soul trying to escape as well as others but he swallows them all.
 
“Hehe… Sorry you all had to see that, that wasn’t intended for…”
 
They continue to look at him with horror and he coughs a bit awkwardly.
 
“Are you gonna fight me or do I have to do all the work?”
 
They were silent.
 
“Seems like father was right. You are lousy guards that are only into stupid desires you all crave.”
 
He rips his face off, showing a demonic face.
 
“I’m Going To Eat Your Souls! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
 
He laughs as he pulls his face together and let’s it reshape but what he saw in front of him we’re loads of guns pointed at him.
 
“……Fuc~~”
 
They began to shoot at him with an insurmountable force as one by one pieces of him were shredded off into miniature bits. He screams out in much pain until he was nothing but pieces everywhere.
 
“W-what was that thing?”
 
“I don’t know but we need to get back to Princess Lust, we need to tell her immediately.”
 
“I’m with you on that.”
 
They heard cackling and most of them freaked out as they saw the pieces quickly form into the entity and one guard shouts out in complete fear.
 
“I GOTTA GET OUT OF HERE!”
 
He says as he tries to teleport but it backfired and he bursts into pieces. Blood and organs rained down onto the guards, covering them in the most gruesome of ways as the entity laughs at what just happened.
 
“I didn’t even do anything and he just messed up his own spell in pure fear! That is delicious!”
 
The entity has the essence come to him and he eats it.
 
‘Damn it… He was just a newly established guard…’
 
Thought one guard as she shuddered from the thought of being already coated in blood.
 
“I’ll kill you again you bastard!”
 
Yelled out the same guard who shuddered in thought as she tries to shoot at him again but the entity catches all the projectiles and easily flicked all eighty bullets back at her. The last bullet enters her left eye before she fell back and a guard catches her.
 
“Jessica!”
 
“Oh Jessica no! No don’t die how could you?!”
 
Said the entity in a mocking tone of voice as he cackles and chuckles.
 
“Come on! Show me more at what you can do! Hit me! Slap me! Try to destroy me you weaklings!”
 
Demanded the entity in a vicious snap.
 
“Get your revenge for her…”
 
The entity awaits for the other guards to try and get vengeance but they didn’t step up.
 
“I see… I took away all your hope, didn’t I?”
 
He grins like an adolescent child.
 
“Oh my… This is perfect!”
 
He says in total glee.
 
“Don’t you see how beautiful it is without hope? You bunch don’t have to kill me because you all know you can’t. Welcome back to reality from cloud 9 because your hopes are crushed and you see the futility of your very actions.”
 
They look down, their souls are sensed to be degrading into depression, knowing that they can’t defeat him.
 
“Your souls… The smell is intoxicating!”
 
He moans out in complete joy as if he was having some sort of sadistically disturbed orgasm.
 
“Welp… Time to take care of this once and for all!”
 
With that said he flicked his left handed claw and immediately many of the guards split apart as if an invisible sword sliced them in half. Their screams were only music to him as he collected their essence but left one alive… It was a female.
 
“My dear enemy who works for my father’s greatest enemy… You will bear children of corruption.”
 
Her eyes widen as he gets close to her, he opens her mouth and feeds her an eyeball of one of the deceased guards.
 
“Better get used to eating your own kind.”
 
She whimpers in a shriek as she forced to eat it as it gushes in her mouth with each chomp.  
–~~  
Present
 
After just stalking Strings and Daffie, Gensei returns back to his hideout but what awaited him was six people who looked to be nineteen years of age.
 
“So, what is the plan?”
 
Said a male who was wearing a robe that was a skyline purple and had a ponytail that was blonde. In fact, he himself was a dark purple color.
 
“His coordinates are known, all I need to do now is set the plan in motion and everything will be ours.”
 
Gensei says as he sits down, grinning and so does the man.
 
“It will be glourious dear father.”
 
“More than glourious Narcism. It will end with fortune towards our end as we corrupt everything.”