Family Reunion

Introducing myself here was a bit of a different experience, unlike in Midtown everyone here already knows about me after all.

The girls have a variety of different reactions, Angelica gives me a wave, the Cuckoos smile in unison, Amara gives me a round of applause for... some reason. The other girls have a range of reactions to me... some blushing and looking away, a few flirty smiles and giggling.. and a few scowls.

There are some recognisable faces in the class, Husk is sat in the back of the class, Catseye is recognisable as well, can't miss the purple tail sneaking out from under her skirt. Cordelia Frost is playing on her phone at the back of the class, seeing me look at her she blows me a mocking kiss before going back to her phone. Monet St. Croix glares at me when I'm not looking, and scowls when I am. A blonde girl I can't recognise pales as she looks at me, looking down and refusing to make eye contact.

What does get my attention is Nico Minoru, Karolina Dean and Gertrude Yorkes (and a fucking dinosaur sitting behind her)... they aren't mutants but they're still in Emma's school? How did the runaways end up here? The youngest person in the classroom tells me that these are the comic book Runaways, Molly Hayes barely looks like she's hit puberty but she's in class with the others. Now that I think about it the age range of the class looks pretty wide. Molly sticks her tongue out at me making me roll my eyes. Karolina looks conflicted, but I do remember that she is a lesbian in the comics.

Listening to my target decide that this class will be done in pairs, I watch the Cuckoos and Amara brighten up before Dead Girl ruins their hopes... and pairs me with one of the only girls who seems angry at me.

Monet does not like me. Or she doesn't like this situation, either way she is not happy as I sit next to her, she doesn't object or insult me as we start working on the assignment on Shakespeare, but her scowl is permanently in place as we work.

"Have I done something to upset you?" I ask the dark skinned girl making her stop writing.

"...Personally? No." she grounds out making me look at her.

"And yet you've spent the entire class glaring at me." I say making her put her pen down and scowl at me.

"Don't act like you don't know why I'm pissed. We've all had our... orders from the Headmistress, 'the man joining the school is the hope of Mutant-Kind so do whatever the hell he tells you to do.'" she says mockingly. "Do you know what my powers are?" she asks making me smirk.

"Right now? Nothing, you're in my Nullification Aura." I say making her roll her eyes.

"I'm beyond super-human, stronger, faster, smarter. I can fly, read minds, use telekinesis. I'm incredibly powerful... and now my role is basically bend over backwards for whatever you want." she continues. "Look, I get it. It's not your fault all this happened and any man would take advantage of your position, let alone a hormonal teenager... and I get that it's important, an entire race's fate must be... stressful to have on your shoulders. Just don't expect me to be happy about it. You want to fuck me? Fine, I know I can't say no but don't expect me to do anything more than lay there and wait for you to be finished." she says bitterly, it's honestly refreshing to have one not be so willing.

"Fine by me, I have a school full of willing girls, you might be kinda hot but so if pretty much everyone in this school... and willing participants are more fun than non-participating ones." I say making her eyes widen slightly. "I mean, if I have the choice between you just enduring or having a six-some with the Cuckoos, or spending some time with Amara who basically worships the ground I walk on, why would I pick you?" I ask rhetorically.

"...So, you're not going to fuck me?" she asks after a moment, a strange tone to her words... oh I am absolutely going to fuck her.

"Nah, I have other more interesting options." I say making her pause before she goes back to her writing silently. Heh... she's prideful.

+10 Affection with Monet [5/100] for not taking advantage of her.

-10 Affection with Monet [-5/100] for implying she isn't worth your time.

Her bragging about her powers made that clear, she thinks she's the best thing around... to be told that she's only 'kinda hot' in a school of similar girls is the best way to hit her right in the pride. It's the Syndrome solution, when everyone is Sexy... nobody is. If everyone is a nine, then they all become a five instead because they are just average.

If there's one thing people like that can't stand.. it's being dismissed. As I ignore her for other girls she'll be pushed to come crawling to me just to reassure herself that she really is beautiful and important.

I don't mind playing the long game. It'll be satisfying to have her own pride send her into my bed... well, I might use some Eromancy when I get around to it, some dreams should speed the process up.

Getting back to work, I focus on my assignment. Getting good grades is important to keeping a good reputation. Also for some reason smart people tend to get suspected the least when bad things happen. I don't know why, it's normally their fault.

As the class passes I hide my smirk as she continually glances at me, a smaller frown on her face as her brows furrow. She's not angry at me any more, nor at the situation with my word that I'm not that interested... but she's trying to work out why she's still angry.

Pride cometh before the fall, she's just lucky he only place she'll fall is onto my dick.

I can't just attack the teacher on my first day, I know where she is and I can decide what to do about it later on. Dead Girl can live for now- well, kinda.

The next class is computer science, which brings me to an interesting realisation. The classes here are... normal, actually more normal than Xavier's which are almost completely mutant based.

I end up sat next to Amara for this class, taught by Sage... who I'm almost sure works for Xavier. The class is pretty simple... or it would be if Amara wasn't trying to help me with everything, no matter how easy. She means well but she's mostly just in the way.

It takes a moment to convince her to let me do things myself, and it tells me a little about what to expect of Nova Roma Royalty that she seemed baffled at the concept of me doing my own work.

I keep catching Sage staring at me as class goes on, her red glasses hiding her eyes but I'm sure she is watching me very carefully.

As the class ends for lunch, I have to admit Emma spares no expense as a massive buffet is waiting for us when we arrive.

I end up surrounded by the Cuckoo's and Amara as they take turns feeding me, Amara seems to think it's normal for a 'King'... and the Cuckoo's seem to be taking amusement from it.

"Girls... I can feed-" I cut off feeling a familiar feeling. Glancing around the table I immediately notice that I'm down to four Cuckoo's. Looking down I give the girl between my legs an amused look as she undoes my belt, pulling my dick out in the middle of the large dining room.

Looking around I doubt anyone has noticed... yet, there are hundreds of girls in the school, apparently my class is the 'gifted' one with the best students in it, which is why all the Hellions are in one place, but there's many girls I know nothing about. The girls are close enough that no-one can really see under the expensive table to see what... Esme is doing.

As her lips wrap around my shaft I notice all four of her sisters shivers slightly, one licking her lips as they continue with the meal, Amara has noticed but she says nothing as she cuts my food for me, her eyes flickering down occasionally as a blush grows on her face.

At once all five Cuckoo's flinch... even the one basically worshipping my dick as gagging sounds and slurping start to sneak out, muffled by the conversations and sounds of cutlery filling the room.

"Mother isn't happy with us." one says before they all smirk. "Oh well." they all add at once.

"She doesn't want us being so... blatant, it could hurt our reputation." Celestine explains shyly.

"Hurt her reputation." Mindee continues with a laugh.

"If it was any other girl... other than Aunt Cordelia, she wouldn't care. You could bend them over the table and she'd just see it as a necessary act." Phoebe adds before she leans over and kisses me, finally attracting the rest of the girls attentions.

"But we look just like her, we're her clones... what we do reflects on her." Sophie explains calmly, her hand guiding her sisters head.

"If Headmistress Frost isn't happy... maybe you should stop?" Amara asks making them all look at her at once, their deadpan stare making her flinch.

"Or you should all continue, it's always fun seeing Emma not get her way." someone says sitting down next to me, moving in between me and Amara with a smirk, spiky dyed black hair can't hide her identity.

"Cordelia, right?" I ask the youngest of the Frost sisters as she looks down at Esme with a wide smirk. It's her eyes that give it away, the same icy blue as Emma and the Cuckoo's.

"That's me, so your Sis's new project?" she asks with a teasing smirk, her hand running down my chest.

"Something like that, why do you ask?" I say curiously making her smirk.

"Has she mentioned me at all?" she asks me making me shake my head, her smirk flickering into a hurt frown before it reappears, but now she's shown just how much of an act it is. "I figured as much..." she mutters, pausing before she moves under the table. "Move over, Esme. You've had a chance to play." she says bluntly as she pushes her... niece out of the way, taking my dick into her mouth as the Cuckoo's scowl at her.

By now everyone has caught on to what is going on, Cordelia wasn't exactly subtle. Getting a blowjob while over a hundred pairs of eyes stare at me is... an interesting thing, on the bright side Cordelia is clearly doing this without any input from me, she even came over from the other side of the room after all, so I'm not getting blamed, the reactions range from curiosity, embarrassment, judging and arousal. Wolfsbane keeps sniffing the air with a small frown on her blushing face.

Cordelia is being as noisy as possible as she practically chokes herself on my dick, loudly gagging and slurping to the point where it's echoing around the massive dining hall, especially now that the room has fallen so quiet.

Esme scowls deeply before it turns to a smirk.

"You want Kuro's dick? Here... let me help." she says gripping Cordelia's hair roughly and forcing her head further down, her lips hitting the base of my cock as her eyes widen as she tries to pull back, failing as Phoebe joins in, her foot pressing against the back of her aunts head as she keeps her in place. "Be careful what you wish for Auntie... you want to suck Kuro's dick? You can choke on it." she says coldly as Cordelia's hands grip my legs tightly, her eyes rolling up from her lack of air.

After a moment the girls pull her back, grabbing my shaft and stroking it quickly, pushing me over the edge as I cum hard, my thick seed spurting out onto Cordelia's face and hair as the Cuckoo's aim it at her.

"There you go, just what you wanted." one of them says bluntly as they pull her out from under the table, the entire school seeing her cum-stained face as her eyes widen, finally catching her breath.

At once all five of the Cuckoo's and Cordelia flinch violently, I think they might be in trouble as each of the quintuplets takes a moment to kiss me deeply before they slowly file out of the room, practically dragging Cordelia behind them.

"I almost pity them... Headmistress Frost does not show favouritism or mercy when it comes to disciple." Amara adds with a slight flinch herself, her eyes unfocusing for a moment as she seemingly remembers something painful before she smiles. "They have it coming though, I suppose. Headmistress Frost isn't unfair, if you get punished then it's because you did something to deserve it. Cordelia is probably used to it by now anyway."

"A bit of a rebel, I'm guessing? So... what did you do to get punished?" I ask finishing off my lunch as Amara flinches.

"...I was a little to used to being waited on when I got here, I'm a Princess after all. Let's just say it took me a while to adapt to life here... when I first arrived I was discipled almost every week for fighting with the other girls." she admits with a blush.

Giving her a smile, I finish my lunch and stand up, all the food here is pretty light, apparently the heavier food is saved for the dinner time after classes end.

Which makes sense... since Physical Eduction is next with... a cowgirl? Or a Outlaw as the case may be.

I'll be honest, spending time with an entire class of hot girls in tight gym t-shirts and mini-shorts is... difficult. Apparently keeping yourself in shape is a requirement here, and if you fail you get put in 'special training'.

Which means everyone has an exercise regiment they have to keep to, Emma runs a strict school here, micro-managing the lives of almost all the students.

I focus on the treadmill for a time, it improves DEX and that's more important to me than pure strength. I don't have such a strict regiment, so I'm free to just do whatever I want as long as I am exercising.

I'll ignore the way Amara stares at me in the tight exercise clothes Emma had put aside for me, she's not the only one. My Peak condition has left me with a body that would put models to shame after all, and my tight clothes hide nothing.

Certainly not my erection, pressed against my leg being held in place by the tight shorts. I ignore the whispering and applaud Emma's work, the more willing the girls are for her little plan the better, which is probably why I'm on display like this.

As I move between machines, a girl with red hair and pink markings on her face and arms that I don't recognise brushes against me, her hand briefly groping my ass before she runs to what must be her friends with a giggle.

Given that the dark-skinned one sighed and handed something over I think the groper just won a bet. Taking a moment to glance over at the teacher to see her reaction, I think her name is Inez Temple if I'm remembering the Deadpool comics right, she was one of his girls that he inevitably lost.

Seriously Deadpool got so many hot chicks, Shiklah, Outlaw, Siryn, Death herself and Rogue, to name a few. And he lost each and every one of them. He's more unlucky than Peter when it comes to girls.

I honestly pity the guy, his life must suck.

+20 Reputation with Wade Wilson [35/100] for understanding the problem with being a comic book character (just let me keep Vanessa you horny bastard)

Normally Isis's notifications are in perfectly neat and tidy black text.

This is written in pink crayon.

It's all I could find, okay? I used all my pens and pencils trying to kill a guy after watching John Wick. I'm just doodling on the page. And that wasn't an agreement.

Lovely, so this is what breaking the fourth wall looks like.

Please can I keep Vanessa? Pretty please?

No, seriously, how are you doing that?

I just read ahead, and wrote myself in. Easy, right? Look, I'm up for a threesome if you want to fuck Vanessa, but you have to explain it to her, ever since she realised it'll grow back she's found a scary way of keeping me in line. She's scary sometimes. Also I get to keep her afterwards, seriously I got cucked by Dracula, cut me some slack. Well I didn't but another me did. Multiverse logic is a bitch.

Yes, you can keep Vanessa. I'll take a rain-check on that threesome, I'm kinda busy anyway and you're annoying. Besides, your face is a boner killer.

Score! So... don't suppose you can fix my face with your sexy magic? Make me all pretty again? What's the point in being played by Ryan Reynolds if you don't get his rugged good looks? I don't even get to be a cute Pokemon...

Quest Added!

[The Quest for Vanessa's Sexy Booty]

Objective: Make Wade Wilson the sexy son of a bitch he is

Reward: Sexy times with Wade and Vanessa (She'll agree to it, probably), become besties with the most popular Comic book Character (according to me, no I don't care that Batman always wins the polls, really I don't. What's Batman got anyway? Money? What kind of super-power is that. Loser. I could kick his ass.), I'll get you a cool present? Please? Vanessa doesn't mind but I look like a shrivelled cancerous ballsack.

I don't have my Eromancy back to standards yet, but I'll see what I can do. Now can you please go away, I was checking out Inez.

She's a wildcat in the sack, have fun!

As I was saying, glancing over at Inez to check her reaction I see her roll her eyes and shrug with a small smirk. I think that translates to 'Not my problem'. Fine, I can work with that.

Waiting for the girl to move on from her giggling I watch the group break up and head to different machines after a moment, the molester heading to a treadmill, moving quickly I catch up with her and return the favour, grabbing a handful of firm ass making her squeak in surprise, her face going red and then white as she turns and sees me.

"What? It's not fair when I do it?" I ask moving my hand beneath her shorts groping her thong class ass directly as she opens and closes her mouth several times. "Just a heads up... this is the kind of thing that gets my attention and I have a nice little tablet that let's me call any of you girls to my room, so I suggest you think about your actions a little more before you do those kinds of things... unless that's what you want?" I ask with a smirk before I pull back, giving her a small spank as she yelps.

"I... no, I mean... I'm sorry?" she says with a deep blush as we start to get attention, her friends stopping a few feet away from me.

"Uhuh... I'll leave it at that... nice ass by the way." I say deadpan as her blush deepens.

"Same to you?" she says back after a moment before she flees to her friends, they move away but not far away enough that I can't hear them giggling after a moment, the groper glancing over at me with a blush and a grin as she gossips with her friends.

"That's one way to handle it, I suppose." Inez adds in amusement as I move over to the weights, going for some dumbbells.

"Play stupid games, win stupid prizes. She started it." I say calmly as I grab a unnaturally heavy set.

"True enough, can't blame you. Can't blame her either... but if you end up fucking can you do it somewhere else, I have to keep these girls working and they're easily distracted and lazy at the best of times." she says in a southern drawl, a smirk on her face.

"I'll see what I can do." I deadpan. "So, no reprimanding for molesting a classmate?" I ask making her chuckle.

"You could bend any girl over the weight bench and I couldn't touch you, Frost made that clear to all the teachers, Mr Untouchable. Must be nice to be allowed to do whatever you want to whoever you want." she says making me stop working as I look her over. "Don't go getting any ideas, partner... I agreed to Frost's orders but I'm not into exhibitionism." she says warningly.

"And if I wanted to do it anyway, maybe I like having an audience." I say making her take a step back before she sighs.

"Then get it over with and don't talk to me after we're done. You want a tumble with me after classes end? Give me a call and I'll take you for a ride, but not in front of my students. Took me long enough to get their respect, don't wanna lose it cause you felt horny and impatient." she says making me laugh.

"Fair enough, cowgirl. We'll go for a ride later." I say making her smirk come back as she walks over to some slacking girls making them jump as she barks orders at them, getting them back to work.

She's fun.

Focusing I continue working out, as I move to a weight bench Amara practically rushes over to 'spot' for me. Which I'm fairly certain she doesn't need to sit on my lap to do that.

As the class ends, we head to the showers and I suddenly realise something... there's only one large community shower room. Some of the girls hesitate to enter as I strip down and start showering, but I overhear some whispering about the next teacher being a bitch and that they can't afford to wait.

Amara quickly attends to me, no hesitation as she rubs my body down, my erection pressing against her legs before she moves it between her thighs and keeps it in place.

"I'm sorry, My King. We don't have time for me to relieve you of your stress..." she admits sadly making me stroke her hair.

"It's fine, I can wait till later." I say calmly, focusing on washing myself and her despite her surprise and denials that is isn't something a King should do.

If I'm the king, I decide what the king does. It's the Golden Rule basically. He who has the Gold makes the Rules. If a King says he cleans his 'bride' personally, who can say he can't?

Heading to the next class, I pause seeing a blonde haired woman with blue eyes sitting at the desk, her nose slightly stuck up. Emma? No...

Opul Lun Sat-Yr-Nin (Courtney Ross), Displaced Dictator or Earth-794

LVL – ?

Faction – Hellfire/Massachusetts Academy/Herself

Thoughts about you – She wants to

Unique Skill – Hypnosis

Reputation – 0

...Wonderful. Just once I'd like a day where things don't go weird for me.

The class itself is honestly... irritating. It's all about High-class etiquette, teaching us how to act in high society, how to play politics, how to run businesses and make deals. I'm not surprised it's a class here... this place is a grooming ground for Hellfire, and Hellfire is a high-class place.

That being said... she is absolutely a bitch.

If I get snapped at over choosing the wrong spoon one more time I'm going to shove the spoon right up her ass so deep it'll scratch her tonsils.

"Mr Tepes... that is not the- where are you going?" she asks as I get up and just walk out of the room. Fuck this.

Heading to Emma's office I knock and enter after she calls me in, a look of confusion on her face as I walk in.

"Kuro... I thought you'd be in class." she says calmly.

"If I got shouted at over which spoon I was using one more time, you'd be hearing a report of violence in the class room. She might look like you but she doesn't pull off the Ice Queen thing anywhere near as well." I say making her sigh.

"I see. I will take care of it, I'll teach you how to act in high society myself if necessary. I'm glad you are here either way... I was... listening in to your talk with Amara earlier and an actual royal title will go a long way to legitimising your position in Hellfire. Still... it shouldn't come as a surprise that I can see what you look up on your tablet, why were you looking up Mr Fisk last night?" she asks making me pause before I pull out the USB, tossing it to her.

"I'm... acquainted with someone who stole this from him. I wanted to know what I was getting involved in when I healed her." I say making her pause as she plugs it into her pc, frowning.

"Wilson Fisk... or the 'Kingpin' has gone into hiding recently, I know he was planning on taking over the New York underground but I just saw it as a future asset. He's very much in Hellfire's hands after all. We supported him when he was first starting out, and we have our ways of keeping him in line. We don't know where he is... but we know where his wife is. She's a... guest of Hellfire, and she isn't going anywhere. I can get him to back off of you and your 'acquaintance' if you desire, or..." she trails off pulling the USB out.

"Or?" I ask making her smirk.

"A crime syndicate would be another powerful asset to secure your rule as Black King. Wilson Fisk will betray Hellfire sooner or later, he's too strong-willed for mind-control to work forever, and he is good at redirecting telepaths away from his secrets when he comes into our range. He will constantly look for an out once he's finished taking over New York. He might just be smart enough to succeed. For now, leave me to get this decrypted. Whatever it is he's tearing New York apart for it, once we know what is inside we can decide our next act." she says after a moment.

"Will do, my Acquaintance is laying low anyway." I say making her smile.

"I also noticed you were looking into property... is Xavier's Mansion not enough?" she asks making me smirk.

"I was looking into getting my own place for more.. private endeavours. Some of my magic needs more space than I have there, and I don't want to tell Xavier what I'm doing to get more space." I admit making her grab her own tablet with a calm smile.

"Penthouse or Mansion?" she asks bluntly making my eyebrows raise.

"...Mansion I think, I could use some room for more... magical pursuits." I say making her put something in, tapping away for a few moments.

"I've sent a series of choices to your tablet. Chose one and I'll handle the rest." she says easily.

"..Just like that?" I ask making her smile.

"Of course, it's a bribe to make you like me more than Xavier." she says bluntly.

"And I do like bribes. Still, you already made me like you better in the first meeting. I'll pick the sexy blonde over the bald old man any day of the week." I say making her smirk.

"Most do. Do you have your tablet with you?" she asks making me pause, Sling-ringing a portal and reaching through, grabbing it off my desk. "...I see. Do you even need Blink?" she asks after a moment.

"I can only go where I have been before, so yes." I admit, it's not perfect but it is definitely useful.

"Hmm, give me a moment." she says going back to her own before I see mine turn off, updating for a moment before it comes back on. "I've added an app that will let you access the other students tablets... and unlock their rooms. We use tech-based locks here, your tablet has been upgraded to be able to unlock any room. The app will let you see their messages, hear recordings of their phone calls, etc, etc." she says.

"Somehow I'm not surprised you spy on your students private messages." I say making her smirk.

"Privacy is an illusion here, they should know that." she says calmly. "Your work with Monet was inspired, her thoughts have been filled with hurt pride and disbelief all day." she says making me chuckle.

"So... about lunch-time." I say making her hold up a hand.

"My daughters are hard to control at the best of times, and Cordelia is an attention seeker. To make things more complicated they are all mostly immune to my powers, it's common amongst relatives, This was bound to happen." she admits. "The blame... and punishment is theirs."

"Right, good to know." I say making her laugh.

"If they try this again, just go along with it if you wish, they'll be the ones who'll get punished, not you. Honestly, Cordelia often does exactly the opposite of what I tell her to. Which means normally I just tell her not to do whatever I want her to do. I can't afford nine-months of pregnancy, but a child between you and a Frost would be a powerful thing... Cordelia never was the smartest." she says with a smirk.

"Wait... so you told her not to get with me, knowing she would try just because you don't want her to... and now your punishing her for it? Ice Queen indeed." I say with an impressed nod.

"I know my sister. Punishing her will simply push her to try again, after all this is the most attention I've given her in months." she says with a cold smirk.

"You are cold... it's kinda sexy." I admit making her smirk turn into a real smile as she giggles.

+10 Affection with Emma Frost [55/100] for accepting her for what she is

[Lawgiver] Power Granted – Emma Frost [50]

[Lawgiver – Superpower]

Allow you to place a 'law' upon a target that must be obeyed.

Laws must be short and simple, and cannot simply be to Obey you.

Only one law can be placed on each person.

"Huh, cool. Just got a new power, by the way." I say making her eyes widen. I think me and Emma could be very good allies, she's smart, not the kind to be put off by my less than good deeds, beautiful. But being to be true allies requires trust.

"Already? May I ask what it is?" she asks making me smirk.

"The power to place a... Law on someone, that they must obey. They can't be complicated, not yet, and I can only give one law per person." I explain making her pause in thought.

"Potentially very useful, if used right." she says making me smirk.

"And we've already established that I'm good at improving my powers. I'll find a chance to experiment with it, see it's limits." I say making her nod.

"Feel free to use your fellow students, I can soothe them over if they take offence, just don't do anything... too painful." she says calmly, stripping naked before she sits back down with a frown looking down. "...Emma Frost can't wear clothes in her office?" she asks in amusement after a moment.

"Yeah, I just wanted to see what it would do." I admit, cancelling the Law.

"Interesting... I didn't think there was anything unusual about stripping. Being naked in my office just felt normal... if I hadn't just been told of your power... very interesting." she mumbles to herself. "As much as I'd like to experiment some more, I do have things to do that I cannot put off." she admits not dressing as she stands up.

"And I want to practice my White Magic, I haven't had much time to train it." I say pulling my Grimoire out.

"There is a map app on your scroll, you'll be able to find your room through it. I was going to have Amara do it, but she's still in class." she says almost apologetically.

"It's fine, I can find my own way." I say giving her a light kiss. "I'll see you tomorrow?" I ask making her nod.

"Indeed, we have a full day together tomorrow..." she says with a sultry smirk as I leave, loading up the map.

...My room isn't with the other students... or the teachers and staff. There's a wing that seems to be completely Emma's except a single large room. Mine.

While I walk I look over the other new apps, the one that accesses the cameras is interesting... since every room has cameras. Not even the bathrooms are safe from her eyes, all in high-definition and with audio.

She wasn't kidding about privacy being an illusion. I can even see the class I walked out of... Oh, she is not happy..

Whoops.

As I'm watching, a fully dressed Emma enters the room and sends the entire class away, a glare on her face as the 'Dictator or Earth-794' flinches.

The camera cuts off after Emma glances at it and does something on her tablet but it was still satisfying to see the bitch flinch away.

Heading into the room decorated for royalty I sit on the bed and smirk... I kinda am aren't I?

+20 Reputation with Massachusetts Academy [50/100] for getting Professor Bitch-face put in her place.

-50 Reputation with Professor Bitch-face [-30/100] for getting her put in her place.

[Change Form – Female] Granted - Massachusetts Academy [50]

Allows you to possess a female form you can switch to whenever you want.

Hey, It's an all-girl school after all...

...I'd like to say I won't get much use out of this but a second form is perfect for alibis and frankly? I'm pragmatic enough to see the potential in having a perfect disguise.

Putting it out of my mind I open the Grimoire and get to work.

- Emma Frost -

There was something off about Courtney Ross, there always had been. But she was intelligent, talented and powerful, enough that she had been recruited from the London branch of Hellfire despite not being a mutant.

Mutates had their uses, it was why she'd picked up the... Runaways, the female ones anyway. The male ones died during a battle with their parents, and she came in and saved the day for the woman. Did she... nudge things that way? Perhaps. But to the Runaways she was the Hero who saved their lives, sheltered them and dealt with their parents.

The Pride killed themselves... when they realised they were about to be imprisoned they did what so many other cults did. A mass suicide.

That was her story and she'd stick with it, she'd personally comforted the surviving Runaways, but with the lessening mutants, any girl with powers had a place here, as long as they didn't mind obeying.

Courtney's mind was open to her... and yet no matter how many times she went through it she was sure she was missing something, so she kept a very close eye on her... honestly her being a bitch to students was nothing, it made her seem better by comparison after all.

But she should have known better than to try it on the one student she told her not to alienate.

She'd learn her place, she already had an idea of her punishment, and how to soothe Kuro's annoyance with her at the same time. Nothing made a man lose his anger like hate-fucking the target of it after all.

His new power was bafflingly powerful in the right scenario, could he simply just forbid people from using their powers? She though nothing of stripping naked, she just thought that wearing clothes in her office was unnatural.

She had no need to brag when she said she was one of the best telepaths in the world, with one of the most defended minds... she didn't even notice his power take effect.

It was only his amusement that made her realise what was happening.

Heading back to her room she smiled seeing his room locked as she passed it by, she had something she had to do after all.

Getting changed to her white corset and thong she headed to her desired destination. Entering the room with a practised scowl, she walked towards its sole inhabitant.

"Was I not clear enough with my orders, Sister?" she asked Cordelia coldly, watching her struggle in the restraints slightly, a smirk growing on her face at the wide eyes, her arms high above her head as she sat on the horse, the metal edge pressing into her sisters exposed pussy.

Disciplining disobedient students was essential, and far too many could shrug off a caning. Punishments had to be personalised. Humiliation was more effective than pain more often than not, and in their heads she could see what worked for future attempts.

Just mind-altering her students was inefficient, it weakened them, making them slower and more easily confused. Their powers would weaken as they struggled to properly utilise them, it was just not the right way to teach your subjects submission.

She'd long since adapted to using a variety of techniques from physical discipline and humiliation for disobedience, positive reinforcements for good behaviour, subliminal programming, and yes, a little mind control, Not much though.

It left the original personality more intact, but still trained obedience.

"MhmMMm..." she mumbles through the gag, she was a little out of it, but she had been there for hours. Walking around her she looked over her tools, picking a riding crop up.

It was so hard to get rebellious teenagers to behave.

- Elsewhere -

"Lucius... don't do this." she warned, making her husband look at her angrily. It was an unusual look for him, he was normally a jovial man... but then he hadn't usually found out that his life was about to change so heavily.

"So I am to what? Just step down, walk away as a child takes everything that is mine?" he growled out making her sigh.

"No, you are to walk away as a man claims what is his. The throne was never truly yours, I told you that before we married... and you agreed. If the Black King rose in your lifetime you would step down." Queen Ilithyia Aquilla said warningly, running a hand along her braided hair.

"Because I thought the Cult were a bunch of deluded fools! I never expected... you can't expect me to let some outsider just walk in and take my throne, my daughter, my wife!" he yelled before he stormed out of the room.

Her daughter had sent a message immediately, so proud of herself... and the cult had already begun moving.

The Cult had long decided that the females of the Royal Line of Nova Roma would be connected to the Black King... Amara would marry him as the next queen, that was expected of her. And she would become his consort as the last queen, which was expected of her.

Once the Black King took the throne, all male members of the Royal Family are expected to abdicate any and all claim to the throne... immediately. The only male in the family was her husband, and he had not taken the news that he needed to step down and give his wife and daughter to his successor well.

She knew he had hoped to marry Amara to one of the Senators he had close ties with.

Her husband was a good king, he really was... but he didn't realise just how deeply entrenched in Nova Roma the Cult of the Black King truly was.

If he did what she feared he would...

She would do what was expected of her... because she'd be dead in a week at most if she didn't. Her loyal body-slaves who tended to her every whim, the cooks who made her the grand banquets, the cleaning servants who kept her palace pristine, the guards protecting her... even the lowest of slaves, any of them could be a Cult agent, or all of them.

It was her duty as Queen to do what was best for her people, she needed to be by the new Kings side to ensure he didn't destroy Nova Roma, from either cruelty or incompetence. Amara was too young to be queen, too naïve to rule without an adviser, and she'd trust no one other that herself with that task.

If her Husband didn't step down, the Cult would drag him down and the streets would run red with blood. They had waited for thousands of years for the Black Kings arrival, they wouldn't let any stop them at the finish line.

- Kuro -

Falling through the portal I scowl to myself as I hit the stone floor.

I'm starting to really hate magic.

Getting ready to punish Selene I freeze as I look up into a pair of amused eyes with black iris, the pink horns are what really give away the situation.

"Did you think you could just... pull the cover of our Kind with no consequences?" Shiklah asks in mild amusement as I rise to my feet, my hand ready to make a portal the instant I need to.

Quickly, I apply the law that she cannot harm Kuro Tepes. I tried putting she cannot harm anyone but it failed.

As it turns out, Harm is subjective as she closes the distance at supernatural speeds, ripping the sling ring from my fingers in amusement.

"I've dealt with Sorcerers before." she adds before she grabs my chin with a smirk. "Don't worry 'Beloved'... this will be over quickly. Soon all you'll need to think about... is me." she says as her eyes start to glow.

Love Shiklah... Worship Sh-

Fuck off, Succubus Bitch.

Thanks Isis, I owe you.

Summoning a light arrow I raise my hand and shoot it straight into her chest as her eyes widen, stepping back slightly in shock as she looks at the hole in her chest.

"Impressive... Son of Dracula." she says as the wound closes, her smirk not fading as she moves closer again. Technically she hasn't hurt me so she can say she hasn't 'harmed' me. Loopholes. "But you have just made this worse for-"

As I blink she is gone, a loud crash filling the room as she violently slams into the stone wall, letting out a loud growl as a pale skinned woman with long black hair stands above her, wearing black jeans and a very exposing corset.

People do seem to like corsets around here.

"Succubus, you never learn." she growls, a pair of fangs being exposed as she almost snarls at the downed woman. "You're as unsubtle as ever, I could feel your magic from half the city away."

Watching the beautiful pink demoness roar and grow in size her body twisting and growing as she becomes a giant purple monstrosity, I sigh. Just one normal day is all I want.

"Lilith! Begone leech." Shiklah rumbles, a deep intimating voice, before she leaps forwards and attempts to grab 'Lilith', missing completely as she seemingly vanishes, reappearing to the side with a devastating kick sending the demon back a few feet.

"I had wondered what the commotion was... how nice of you to bring my prey away from his safe walls, demoness." a cultured voice draws my attention as what can only be another vampire walks in almost casually closing the heavy iron door behind her, glowing red eyes locked onto me. She looks like a noblewoman of old, a fine black and red dress exposing her cleavage... the look is ruined somewhat by the blood around her mouth and the bloody sword in her hands.

As I go to use another Law she blurs, before Lilith intercepts her attempt.

"Two children of Dracul in one place? How lovely... begone you pathetic demon, this is a matter for the true Monsters." she says holding Lilith by the throat with a dismissive look, her blade rising before Lilith reaches into her jeans pocket and pulls out a small silver cross making her back away, flinching slightly.

"Both of you leave, my brother stays with me." Lilith says placing herself in front of me. Well, it's nice to know who my friends are... I doubt I'll be able to do much but I summon a set of light arrows, the pulsing arrows hovering over my head as I look between them.

"I think not, I have a fool to discipline, and a new blood-bag to acquire." the one in the dress says coldly.

Elizabeth Báthory, The Bloody Countess

LVL – ?

Faction – Herself

Thoughts about you – You're prey.

Unique Skill – Master Vampire

Reputation – -50

Ahh.

Fuck.

The stand off seems to drag on forever as the three very powerful women glare at each other, before something clicks and they rush forwards.

I wish I could say it was an epic battle, something for the ages.. but I can't even see Lilith or Elizabeth as they blur around, and the Hellfire summoned by the Demon Queen blocks my view.

The room is a stone dungeon... with a big locked iron door and I can't see my Ring anywhere, my tablet and phone are both in my room.

Every so often one makes a rush at me, but the other two always attack them when they do.

It takes me a moment to notice when a thick fog starts to roll into the stone room I am trapped in, but what does get my attention is the... heavy feeling in the air.

It feels like gravity is increasing, and to my shame I feel my knees start to buckle under the pressure, the fighting stops as well as each of them looks over at the iron door in confusion.

With the fighting stopped, the footsteps are more apparent, growing louder before they stop just outside the door.

The creaking is the only warning I have to move before the door flies off it's hinges, smashing into the opposite wall hard enough to get embedded in it.

As he walks into the room I can't help but notice all three of the women back away, his casual strolling completely at odds to the tense situation.

Clad in spiky red armour with a long black cloak he looks over us with a bored expression, a sword hanging loosely in his heavy gauntlet. I don't even need to use observe to know who I'm looking at, the long white hair and pale skin would have given it away... even if the fangs didn't.

Dracula...

"Oh, you're here as well daughter, lovely." his cultured voice says, the Slavic accent still noticeable beneath his upper-class drawl. "And the Succubus who styles herself 'Queen of the Monsters', Hmm... a Succubus believing that she deserves such a title... pathetic. Hello Elizabeth, I see you've grown back your limbs from our last meeting." he adds almost as a afterthought.

"You-" Elizabeth starts before Dracula looks over at her, the pressure filling the room intensifying as I fall to one knee, struggling to keep myself up as Elizabeth's words die in her throat.

"Silence. I'm not here for you three. Kneel and wait your turn." he says dismissively as all three drop to their knees immediately, they're clearly struggling to rise as their bodies betray them. "I am the King of Monsters, Succubus. You are nothing. I am the most powerful Vampire, and you are a fledgling in comparison, 'Countess'. And I am a true Immortal, your quest to slay me will forever go unfulfilled, 'daughter'." he says mockingly before his eyes glow. "Now, BOW!" he orders, each of their heads slamming into the ground as their fight leaves them. "Hmm, if you ever fought me, and thought you stood a chance, I was playing with you out of boredom, remember that."

Well... at least now I just have one problem. I mean, my problem is motherfucking Dracula... quite literally in this case since he's my dad and everything.

Trying to apply a Law to stop him from hurting me, I freeze as his eyebrow raises in bemusement. I can already feel that it just... bounced off him.

"A brave attempt." he says before I'm lifted off the ground, held in the air as he stares at me, I didn't even see him blur before he closed the distance.

"Hi dad." I say before I can stop myself. I'm already fucked, I don't think I can make it worse.

"I prefer Father, Son." he says after a moment looking at me in curiosity. "Ahh... I see it now. Hello, Death... and here I thought you'd given up trying to claim my soul." he adds in amusement.

The cold feeling tells me who is standing behind me, even with me looking back. She says nothing though as Dracula drops me, walking away slowly.

"So, Son... you have been tasked with slaying me?" he asks looking at me with a blank expression.

"I have." I say before I can stop myself, my own eyes widening as he smirks.

I'm sorry, Master... I can't stop him. He's forcing you to speak the truth.

"And do you intend to?" he asks again as I bite my lip hard enough to draw blood.

"I-... I do." I say as his smirk grows, vanishing as I hit the back wall, held their with a single hand, trying to fire a light arrow I watch as he grabs it from the air, shattering it with a single squeeze.

"Even after seeing my power, you still think yourself capable of slaying me?" he asks with a deep laugh. Death is just watching, silently... she's used up her time in the mortal realm with Selene, she's almost translucent...

"I will get stronger... and reap your soul." I say making his smirk grow, before he drops me and laughs loudly. It's not a mocking laughter, or cold evil laughter... it's just laughter.

"He'll reap me he says, did you hear that Lilith? You have competition. Maybe you should team up, see if two insects can beat a God. You've chosen well Death, your last one wet himself when we met." he adds in between laughs.

I'm still on edge... but that doesn't save me as he vanishes again, his blade moving at baffling speeds, the cold metal edge slicing through my throat before I can even notice he had moved.

-1200 HP

Bleeding... time until you bleed to death : 58 Seconds.

Looking up into his cold eyes I clutch my throat, watching as he slits his own wrist.

"A human cannot kill Dracula. Drink, Son. Drink and be Born again." he says holding his wrist out to me, hesitating for a moment I latch onto it, tasting the cold coppery blood as he smirks down at me. It disgusts me... at first, before the coppery metallic taste becomes sweet and succulent, like the best honey I've ever tasted.

As my vision fades I fall to the ground, hearing his footsteps move away from me.

Despite my best efforts, I feel myself filter in and out of consciousness, the sounds of arguing, three voices shouting between themselves, I have no real concept of how much time has passed as my vision returns, but my head is in someone's lap, a bloody wrist against my mouth as I instinctively bite down, my growing fangs easily biting into the succulent flesh, a small river of blood pouring into my mouth.

"Drink, Brother... you need top recover your energy." a voice says before things fade out again.

"We don't know what it would do." someone yells, as things start to come into vision again, the three girls crowded around me.

"I do, I have studied my kind for hundreds of years, and Kuro is surprisingly adaptive, even during this stage..." Lilith says quickly making Elizabeth flinch... no, it's me making her flinch as I bite down too roughly.

"L-look, we all want the same thing. The Death of Dracula, an Agent of Death may be the only chance we will ever get. You saw what he did, he was toying with us in every fight so far... he needs every advantage he can be given to beat such a beast." she says. "Argh... the early feedings are always painful." she mutters.

"I... very well, move back. If this goes wrong, it is on your shoulders Lilith Drake." Shiklah says as she kneels over me, cutting her own wrist with a sharp claw before she presses it to my mouth.

Her blood is... amazing, I can feel a heat run through my body as I drink in the warm liquid, it tastes like... whisky, it even burns as it goes down, but it's a satisfying burning.

The far hotter actual burning that follows immediately afterwards is less satisfying as my body starts to writhe in agony, my insides heating up to painful levels... my stomach burns as if I've just drunk molten lava and my vision fades again to two voices shouting at one trying to reassure them.

As my eyes open I sit up, looking around.. my bedroom in Massachusetts with a frown... the first thing I notice is how... pristine everything is, I know this feeling.

It's the equivalent of your eyes going from 480p to 4k. I experienced it when I was a Nekoshou, sniffing I can smell... people, lavender shampoo... a glass of whiskey? I can hear voices arguing, the rooms are soundproofed... and I can hear arguing.

As the door opens I freeze seeing Amara enter, her eyes widening as she sees me awake, as she smiles I look over her... she looks so... alluring.

As my mouth waters I realise exactly why, gripping the bedsheets tightly as I try to stop myself from rushing towards her, the noise of the blood pumping through her veins calling to me.

She shouts something, but I don't hear it... only the sound of a heartbeat.

"My King... you're hurting me..." she says with wide eyes as I hold her against the wall, pausing and looking around, my bed is far away, my room is massive after all.

Looking down at my hand gripping her neck I frown, before the sound gets my attention again, my mouth opening as she tilts her head back submissively.

Before I can bite down I am moving again, this time sideways as I go flying down the corridor, a strong grip pinning me in place as Lilith holds me down as I snarl at her.

"Calm yourself, we need to talk." Elizabeth says as she walks over to us.

Trust them, Master... they saved you... and gave me the tools I needed to help you.

What... Isis?

Looking up at Emma, Amara, Selene, Shiklah, Lilith and Elizabeth, I stop my thrashing looking between them in confusion.

What has happened to me?

- Bonus Scene – The Abstract -

"This is... unusual." Witchcraft started as she stared between the gathering of the most powerful beings in existence.

"It's an unusual situation, but I believe you'd know the most about it, wouldn't you Death." Lord Chaos added making the embodiment of Death turn to him calmly.

"This is about my Agent, no doubt. We've known of his coming since the dawn of time, it's hardly unexpected." she said dismissively.

"I called us here." Eternity started with a cold look over his fellow Abstract beings. "We were all given... directions on how to treat him by our Creator. I am here to ensure we are all still on track." he continued making them all pause.

They knew what happened if things went... off track. The One Above One Above All's fail-safes would trigger, and wipe the Universe clean so he could start again.

"I am doing my Duty, his Love-life will be long and enjoyable." Mistress Love promised, holding the figure of a beautiful blonde girl in her hand with a smile.

"And I, his life will be full of foes and battles, to help him grow as the One desires." Sire Hate swore pausing as he influenced a mortals hatred, causing it to grow.

"Jean Grey grows closer to awakening her connection to me every day. My role approaches" the Phoenix Force added.

"I and Lord Chaos have no orders regarding him, his life is a balance of Chaos and Order regardless of our interference." Master Order admitted.

"My role can't start until he finds the witch girl, so I simply wait." Witchcraft said calmly.

"I have no orders, he is of no interest to me." Oblivion said dismissively.

"I will do what is expected of me when the time comes." Infinity promised.

"As will I." The Queen of Nevers swore, the slightest twitch of displeasure crossing Eternity's face as she did.

"Very well. Our existence hangs in the balance, we cannot fail." he said coldly, watching the abstracts leave until he was alone, pausing for just a moment.

"Enmity. You know what to do." he ordered, feeling his daughter leave to fulfil her orders, she always did like being there in person.

Looking through trillions of miles he caught the site of his target, a bitter and greedy fool sitting in an office, scowling to himself as he read a report. So much anger and ambition, he'd barely need a push from Enmity for it to boil over.

For a being of true Eternity, finding love was something that could and should last forever... and yet the One simply appeared in front of him and the Queen of Nevers and commanded that she go to another... even with billions of years of warning it didn't make it hurt any less.

What made this mortal so special that he must give up his Love for him? That the embodiment of all possibility was fated to become his mistress?

So focused on his thoughts, he failed to notice his other daughter, Epiphany, watching him before she too vanished.