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How sweet. A QD side story. Probably should have mentioned that in the tag
long though.
Hi all,
This is a little Quantum Destinies Side-Story to (hopefully) tide you
over until I finish editing Chapter 15 for general release in a day or
two. Chapter 16 is delayed a little until I finish another side-story
that leads into certain events in that chapter.
Just so long as you're working on it, man! :)
*** Earth 0.000,0.000
Kinnosuke Kashuoh watched the snow falling outside the window of his
room as he leaned against it, his breath fogging the glass for a moment
with each exhalation. A discarded book of substantial thickness rested
on the desk immediately to his right, one of many textbooks from the
Imperial Academy. He had been lost in the author's words for the past
few hours, studying his favorite subject matter,
Cheap porn?
recombinant genetics.
Oh. That's my second favorite topic after cheap porn.
He enjoyed the inherent intricacies of it, but he was also expected to
have a firm grounding in it,
'it' ends on two parts there. I'd change the latter to 'in the science' or
something.
The past few decades had seen that fortune grow, almost
do you need that comma?
exponentially,
propelling the Kashuoh Family to the forefront of the Minor Families of
the Empire's nobility. As the majority stockholders in Genom, itself
arguably the largest provider of biotechnological marvels in the world
today, money and power had become their birthright.
Just so long as they don't invest heavily in Plaid leisure suits or
something.
Kinnosuke possessed that hunger in abundance, but he chose to hide it
behind a quiet exterior, biding his time as he carefully planned out
his future path with meticulous detail.
Right down to when he went to the bathroom.
He kept to himself at the
Academy, and he had no friends to speak of.
Kinno: They would be just dead weight anyway. Besides, most friends don't
like to lick your boots, which is a prerequisite when hanging around with
me.
She was perfect for him.
Kinno: Now I shall laugh maniacally. WAHAHAHAHA!
A Midwinter Night's Gift
A Quantum Destinies Side-Story
A Ranma 1/2 Fanfic
By Jurai Knight (sthesken@earthlink.net)
This story takes place before Chapter One of Quantum Destinies. It is
a prologue of sorts, and a kind of Christmas story.
Oh I see. At least for Kinno, anyway, eh?
Kinnosuke was not surprised, but he was disappointed. The old man
rarely spent any time with him, leaving his only grandson's care to the
synthetic humanoids that made up the entirety of the manor's servants.
Only one? Hmm. Surprised there weren't any others. But I suppose sharing the
wealth with them would be unaccpetable to Kinno.
Nana was the only mother he had ever known, his parents having both
died in some sort of accident when he was still an infant.
Oh. I see now.
Entering the dining room, he hardly noticed the two servants bowing to
him. He swept by them, two pretty young women of Nordic appearance,
Their Valkyrie helmets were the giveaway.
their faces identical, even down to the vacuous smiles on their faces.
They were each dressed in a pale blue kimono, and their teal-colored
hair was worn up in a traditional hairstyle. A bar code was tattooed
across the nape of each girl's neck, signifying their origins in one of
Genom's inception facilities.
My. my. They've been at this for a while, eh?
Nana was another sort of Lilith, designed to function as a personal
bodyguard. But many other types also existed, ranging from servants to
inhumanly attractive consorts for the wealthy and powerful. Samaels
were more often sold to be personal bodyguards and soldiers, but Genom
also produced a few versions that could act as servants and companions.
Of course. Women of money and influence would want their toys as well.
Nana watched her young charge out of the corner of her vision as she
quietly ate her dinner. She could sense his disappointment, and it
saddened her. Her ears flattened slightly, reflecting her mood, as she
took a bite of her dinner.
I'd change one of the 'her dinner' to 'her meal' or something just to break
things up.
"You seem distracted, Nana," observed Kinnosuke between bites of food.
A hint of concern rested in his voice and glinted in his gaze.
"Pardon me, Kashuoh-san. I fear I was lost in thought."
"You were smiling, so I guess they were happy memories."
Nana smiled more broadly, and then she said, "Yes, they were quite
happy ones."
Aww. How sweet.
"Your grandfather has instructed me to bring you to Genom," replied
Nana. "There is a surprise for you tonight, a gift for you."
The catgirls, no doubt.
Kinnosuke's driver, another replicant,
I do take it they have an unusually high amount of replicants because they
own the facility, yes?
"We are to proceed to Laboratory Four, Kashuoh-san," said Nana as she
was removing her own coat. Beneath it, she had changed her usual
household outfit to a rather paramilitary-looking armorcloth jumpsuit
in dark green, emblazoned on one shoulder with Genom's symbol. It was
zipped up to her neck, but it hugged her body snugly. A heavy pistol
rested in a holster, slung low on her hip. She looked like any other
Puma-class replicant bodyguard.
Ready to kick ass and have sex on command. :)
A short walk brought them to the correct lab, and Kinnosuke repeated
the same procedure he had used to get into
Recommend changin to 'used to enter'
"Hurry it up, Grandson," said the wizened voice with a hint of dry
amusement. "I'm not getting any younger while you stand in that open
doorway like a ninny."
Heh. Nice to see he has a sense of humor.
"About time you got here," wheezed Kado in a semblance of a chuckle. A
twinkle appeared in his ancient eyes. "I was thinking of keeping your
present for myself." He studied the boy before him, feeling a surge of
pride run through his withered frame. Kinnosuke was a handsome lad, a
tribute to genetic modification. Kado laughed aloud for a few moments,
looking forward to the day he presented the boy to those fools now in
charge of the Empire's pathetic excuse for a eugenics project. He
would show them humanity's future, the ultimate man. All of the risks
he had undertaken, the deals he had entered into, and every one of the
many sacrifices he had made, would be worth it for that day.
And he's just a wee bit sociopathic. Not much of a problem, really, as long
as no one got in his way or told him 'No.'
"They are my gift to you, my boy," said Kado with a smile. "Your very
own personal servants and bodyguards,
and you can have sex with them whenever you want.
a trio of adolescent catgirls to
be your companions. Of course, this is also an opportunity for Genom
to test out these three prototype models under field conditions. Merry
Christmas, Grandson." He tossed a small spraycan to Kinnosuke, which
the boy snagged out of midair with ease. Then, after standing up from
the chair he had been seated in, he began hobbling towards the door.
Nana moved to assist the old man, feeling his hand quickly move to
fondle her rump as she did so. He cackled lecherously as she smiled
affectionately at him.
He'll be dead from a heart attack in the middle of sex by the end of the
night. Mark my words. :)
At the door, Kado paused and looked backwards at Kinnosuke, saying,
"I'll leave you alone to get acquainted with your new pets now. A
quick spray of the neurophage compound you're holding will prepare them
to imprint upon you as their new master." He fondly patted Nana's
backside once more, even as his gaze roved over the rest of her body.
"Take your time."
Toldya so.
******************************
Kado led the Puma to a nearby room he had prepared for this special
occasion. A comfortable chair sat before a bank of monitors, all of
which were currently blank. He picked up a remote control unit and
activated them all, as well as starting up the recorders. He wanted to
preserve every one of these moments for posterity.
Heh. Dirty old man. I hope I'm this fiesty at his age. :)
Kado reached down and stroked Nana's hair affectionately, hearing her
respond with a faint purring. The path that led to this moment had
been a risky one, but the future of the Kashuoh Family appeared bright.
Through Kado's efforts, a new era for humanity would soon be ushered
in, and Kinnosuke's three gifts were the doorway.
Oh? There's more to them than meets the eye?
Sitting down at the console, he flipped a switch, activating a pump
that quickly began draining the amniotic suspension fluid from the tank
of the first catgirl. For simplicity's sake, he had decided to name
each of them after their series designation.
Makes sense.
Flipping another switch, Kinnosuke watched as warm water sluiced down
from a spray nozzle in the top of the tank, rinsing away the remnants
of the suspension fluid from the catgirl's body. A quick check of the
monitors showed that her vitals were good, and her cerebral activity
was slowly rising up from sleep mode. He walked the short distance to
the cylinder, watching as the seals parted with a faint puff of air,
and then the front portion slid forward a couple of centimeters and
down into the floor. The can of neurophage in hand, he sprayed a dose
of it into her face, knowing that it would absorb into her bloodstream
directly through her skin.
However she screamed and clutched her eyes, as it turned out to be a can of
mace his grandfather had given him. It appeared the old man really was going
senile.
Makes you wonder if a second dose of the stuff will recalibrate the girls to
a new master, though.
"Hello, Master," she said with a bright smile. "I am a Genom Lynx,
serial number 0001-LX1-1, the prototype unit for this series. I am
programmed to act as a bodyguard and personal companion, as well as to
provide security for any premises that I am stationed at. How may I
serve you, Master?"
Kinno: Do the macarena.
Lynx: Sorry. We weren't programmed to be that silly.
Kinnosuke repeated similar instructions to what he had told Tiger, and
watched for a moment as the dark-haired Lynx smiled and bowed before
hurrying to obey. He then turned his attention to releasing the blonde
catgirl. The procedure so far had been oddly fascinating, a high-tech
version of birth.
Hmm. True. Now that you mention it. Hadn't thought of it in that way.
Nice work and a good look at the girls and Kinno. I approve. Now get back to
work on the the main story of QD. :)
D.B. Sommer