Vanilla Frappucino

Birth Name: Iris Fenrid
Name: Luna Duskmorne
Age: Early 20's
Gender: Female
Species: Mixed - Wolf/Hedgehog
Height: 5'3"
Weight: Secret!

Marital Status: Widowed

Family:
Nathaniel Fenrid - Father (Deceased)
Kinestra Fenrid - Mother (Deceased)
Hogsworth Duskmorne - Husband(Deceased)
Midnight Duskmorne - Daughter
The Dark One - Master

Abillities/Powers:
Ice, Swordsmanship, Seduction

Weaknesses:
Fire

Attire:
Blue breastplate, and belt
Purple cape
Deep blue pants
Light blue loincloth.
Ice-enchanted sword.

My fan character for Lizsama's Sonic story/universe. Quite dark actually. XD The little girl she's holding is her daughter, Midnight.

Before Robotnik's Coup d'état

Her name is Luna Duskmorne, well to put it correctly, her REAL name is Iris Fenrid, daughter of a traveling, mixed couple, Nathaniel and Kinestra. You see, many years go, before the Great War, before Warlord Julian's takeover, her father was a bit of a nomad, a jet-black hedgehog with piercing yellow eyes that could intimidate even the sternest of people, that was always traveling, always on the go to find something better over the horizon, but he never quite found it...

He was originally from the north, born under a remote, uncharted village where a few gifted were blessed with the powers of Ice; he was one of those few. Eventually his travels would lead him to the Great Unknown: A mysterious,uncharted area, that hid many dangers; one that her father was unfortunate enough to oversee. One night, he was fleeing for his life to escape a cat-like creature that was on the prowl, and found himself cornered by the predator, and was ready to make a last stand.

The confrontation was bloody, and violent, with the beast clawing, away at his body, leaving gushing wounds all about his form as he did his best to defend himself with a dirty, but elegantly crafted dagger. The cat-creature had successfully pounced itself onto Nathaniel, but in doing so, sealed its own demise; the hedgehog had jabbed the weapon deep within the predator's chest, successfully killing it before it could do the same to him. This however, was not without consequences; Nathaniel had lost a great deal of blood, and was losing consciousness quickly.

He was about ready to give up then and there, what better way to end your life than to go down fighting? Yes, it was the best way to go, and he finally collapsed into cracked soil beneath him, fading into "slumber". . .(Why he didn't just freeze the damn thing in place is beyond me,rofl)

Nathaniel had regained consciousness about a week later, and found himself in a new surrounding. Instead of rotting, and baking within the hot sun, he was lying on top of a comfortable bed inside of a makeshift hut.

"Oh good, you're finally awake.." A soft voice cooed next to him.

It belonged to a female white-furred wolf with jade-green eyes. She was currently replacing his bandages with fresh, new ones. His wounds had stopped bleeding, but it was an extra precaution to keep him under wraps.

"Where am I...?" Nathaniel asked groggily.

"Who are you..?"

The female wolf giggled and replied with a smile.

"It's alright, no need to worry. You're among friends. . .My name is Kinestra, and this is actually my hut. You're among my wolf pack."

"Wolf. . .pack?"

"Yes, we live here in the great unknown. You had almost fallen prey to the lynxen, but it looks like you've taken care of it before it took care of you. Lucky for you that my pack and I were on patrol in out there. . . You lost a great deal of blood..you nearly died..."
Kinestra replied grimly. This made Nathaniel think for a moment as he sank his head back onto the pillow as the she-wolf continued to fix him up.

It would be another few days until he was finally allowed to walk about on his own. After doing so, he was greeted warmly by the pack leader and his young, teenaged daughter,Lupe.

So you could guess...time had passed, but he wasn't quite ready to leave; mostly because of Kinestra. He had fallen in love with the wolf maiden, and the feeling was mutual. They had done everything together. She showed him the land, how they grew their own food, where they hunted, edible plants and creatures...He told her tales of his travels, his earlier years when he trudged through the Great North, seeing rare creatures that only existed in the snowy regions, how he came down to the south in search of adventure. The only thing that stood between them was the fact that they were two entirely different species if they decided to have children later on in their years. It was rare to see such a pairing, but nonetheless, Nathaniel was eventually accepted into the pack with the leader's blessing.

Eventually, the need to find a "nest" of their own drove the two lovers to find their own in the world, but promised Lupe and her father that one day, they would return to the pack with many stories to tell.

Much to their surprise, Kinestra HAD gotten pregnant during their travels towards the Kingdom of Acorn. Nathaniel had heard much of this kingdom and its beauty, and wanted to see it just once before he died. Unfortunately, with the coming of the baby, the couple were forced into a remote area so thatKinestra could safely give birth. Bringing forth a tiny, gray-furred girl into the world, the two named their daughter Iris, after Nathaniel's late mother.

The Beginning of Robotnik's Coup d'état

After the birth of Iris, the family stayed at Mobotropolis for half of a decade, to allow Kinestra to recover from the birth, and to allow Nathaniel to get the know the locals and the kingdom's history. Unfortunately, there was a terrible coup that was setting in motion at the Castle of Acorn. Also in the matter, Iris' dormant ice abilities had begun to surface, and her father was forced to try and teach her how to control her powers before she froze everything, and everyone in place! Warlord Julian, an egg-shapedoverlander with an extremely high IQ was the spear of the organization. He turned the friendly robot sentries into ruthless soldiers that captured many ofMobotropolis' citizens, and slaughtered those refusing to cooperate.

Nathaniel and Kinestra did everything in their power to escape the sudden takeover of the mad genius. Nathaniel did his best to keep his family from being caught with his ice bound abilities, however, it required much energy that he just couldn't spare. With their crying five-year-old daughter attracting much attention, the two found themselves trapped by half-a-dozen robot sentries, ordering them to surrender. Kinestra had always been a protective parent and wife, and she wasn't about to let the two most important people in her life get captured! The she-wolf spotted an idle laser canon that was clutched by the hands of a dead, bloodyMobian that had the same idea she was about to do...

"Take Iris, and get out of here. I remember our friends telling us about the Great Forest, just outside of the kingdom. Take her there. . .take Iris away from this chaos, Nathaniel. . ."
She whispered, slowly standing up with the gun in her hand. .

"What!? No...! I'm not leaving you!"
Kinestra immediately glared at her husband with a critical eye.

"You two are my entire world, and I will NOT see my world shattered!" She had shoved him down an idle alley way, urging him to leave.

"Go! Go now!....I love you, both of you..."
With a snarling roar, Kinestra fired wildly at the sentries taking down two with a couple of lucky shots.

"FREEZE, CITIZEN. . . DROP YOUR WEAPON, AND SURREN--"
The head robot was shot "dead" in his tracks, and fell over like a ton of bricks. The laser fire had forced Nathaniel to leave the woman he loved behind, but not without looking back to witness her sacrifice. Many shots fired, with beams of energy slicing through her body like butter, leaving open wounds thatsplurted with her blood. Kinestra took her final stand, and eventually succumbed to her wounds, falling to the ground where she slowly slipped away from this world.

"I.....love..you both....." Were her last words before she closed her eyes forever...Nathaniel was so enraged, stricken with grief, he wanted to go back and tear those goddamn robots apart for what they had just done! However, Iris' insistent crying brought him from the brink of unbridled madness. He knew what he had to do..He cooed and calmed his young daughter as he whisked her away from the streets of Mobotropolis . It took all of Nathaniel's cunning to safely get his daughter and himself out of harm's way, and into the safe haven of the Great Forest. It was a new chapter for Iris and him, one that would that would be written without the companionship of his beloved wife...

Life in the Great Forest

The two started their new life together alone, in a remote area of the forest that was several walking hours away from Knothole. Nathaniel could have chosen to stay with the rest of asmall band of Mobotropolan refugees, a small group of children that included Princess Sally, and their nanny, Rosie . He chose not to though, and distanced himself and his daughter away from the citizens of Knothole. Nathaniel wanted to keep Iris to himself in some morbid manner, his way of "protecting" her from harm..
Iris' seemed oblivious that her mother was dead, and had often wondered why she kept seeing her father cry his eyes out at night, after he tucks her to bed. Nonetheless, Nathaniel raised Iris as best as he could, providing her with the little love and care he had left, as well as intensive training of her ice powers and swordsmanship that he, himself, learned growing up. It had taken Iris many, many years to perfect her technique, poise, precision and willpower. As close to perfection as thehedgewolf could get, Iris was a nasty swordsman, often practicing on her father and native predators as her sparring partners(Though the predators would end up dead afterwards). Her ice grew colder, as well as her heart as she desperately sought the approval of her father, but only rewarded with criticism and disappointment.

The death of his mother had changed him entirely, he grew bitter, reclusive, and angry. Nathaniel could still remember his wife's expression as she forced him to leave her behind, take their daughter, take her away from the chaos....Iris...it was Iris....it was HER fault thatKinestra was not with them today. If she had just kept quiet while they were escaping, Kinestra might have lived...

Nathaniel approached his now, sixteen-year-old daughter one night near a small pool of water, with clenched fists, and his heard clouded by contempt and blame. She had blossomed into a beautiful young woman..Iris at first thought nothing of it. Her father was angry, always angry for some reason, and mostly thought that it was some chemical, or personality imbalance within him. But, being the good girl that she was, she greeted her father with open arms...

"Evening, daddy. . .It's kind of cold out tonight, why don't you go back inside the hu--"

She received an undeserved backhand in the face. The force was so hard, it sent her backwards onto the ground with a brushed cheek where skin and fur connected. Dumbfounded, she tried to stand back up, only to be slapped back down onto the ground again.

"It's YOUR FAULT....Everything that happened, everything that came to be...was YOUR FAULT!"
He raged. Iris held her cheek gingerly as tears of confusion and hurt ran from her eyes like tiny crystals until he grabbed a fistful of her blonde hair, yanking her back up so that they met eye-to-eye.

"D-Daddy, I don't understand. . ! I did everything you taught me to do! Why are you bei--"

"SHUT UP! Just SHUT UP! I'm SICK of your crying, of your constant whining, you stupid bitch! It's what got your mother killed 11 years ago!"

He was about to slap her again when suddenly calmed down, his booming voice echoed to a whisper.

"No...you're not worth it, 'daughter', you're not worth getting upset over anymore. What's done is done. . . .You're the only thing she left for me in this world. . .I might as well make use of it. . ."

The black hedgehog released her hair, causing Iris to slump back down onto the dirt, leaving her to her tears. Suddenly, a bright light suddenly engulfed the forest, and shook the earth like a thunderouscannonball . Neither knew what the hell was going on, so Nathaniel instinctively drew Iris close to him, and encased them both into a thick sphere of ice. With a wild *THOOM* a great explosion of debris, energy, and fire hurled the ice sphere far from its original location, somewhere in the Great Plain.

The structure shattered upon impact, sending Nathaniel and Iris sprawling onto the ground. Once they regained mobility, they watched as a large portion of the forest burned with an orange glow. . .They were once again, without a home. . Well, at least they had each other, right? . . Right? :D

The End of Robotropolis, the Beginning of Sonotropolis

Even though the seed of hate for his daughter had blossomed into a flower that was nurtured with such passion, Nathaniel knew that she could prove to be useful in some kind of way. . .

The two made their way to Robotropolis, and were surprised at what they saw: While they have been known to raid Robotnik's posts within the city for supplies and simple machines to make their own life easier, the whole city itself was changing dramatically. Instead of Robians , stood the citizens, back to their fleshy selves, diligently working, many of them praising the "lord" that overthrew the would-be conqueror of Mobius.

"Who are they talking about, daddy?"

"Fuck if I know. . . .We just got here, use your brain once in a while, Iris."

She cringed at his last remark, and said nothing for the rest of their exploration of the changing city. The realization dawned upon the black hedgehog that the two had no money, no home, and no food after passing many food stands where people dined, laughed, and sang to one another a few days after their arrival.

They wandered in circles, their clothes became dirty and tattered. What's worse is that the city seemed to be divided with the ruler of now dubbed "Sonotropolis". On one side of the table, the people that supported their "all benevolent" leader, Sonic, seemed to be better off than those on the other side of that same table, whom greatly opposed the way he ran the city. Unfortunately, Nathaniel and Iris were on the wrong side of the table. Not because they hated him, but the fact that they had no way to actually support themselves, they found themselves on the "loser side.

Then came the raids. . .

As if it was right on que, destruction, death, and mayhem wrought their division of Sonotropolis. The Dark One had sent his strongest, the GoDs(Guardians of Darkness), to punish those that would dare question his word, and challenge his authority. Those that did so were quickly silenced in the most violent way. Children and their parents screaming, running about frantically as the generals "cleansed" the streets with onefel swoop.

Days turned to weeks, and those weeks turned to months, the GoDs continued their purging, with a female purple hedgehog at the helm, seeming to be void of emotion. Iris and her father constantly dodged detection, always hiding, always running from death's gaze. They were thrown into the world where only the strong and obedient survived, and the weak and disloyal were put down without remorse. They scrapped for food, stole from those that desperately needed it, leaving them to starvation. They occupied dilapidated homes of those that had been slaughtered by the Dark One's hand, then moved to another when it got too hairy to stay. This life always on the run had hardened Iris even further; she knew what she had to do to stay alive, and her conscience was locked away within the depths of her soul.

They NEEDED cash...Nathaniel wanted to bathe, he wanted to sleep with a full stomach every night, warm and snug. It was then he began to notice that his daughter was "filling out" quite nicely. Even if she was a bit underweight from not eating well, the thought gave him an idea that could possibly earn them some decent food, at the very least. Iris outright opposed to his notion of exploiting her body for money, and her father replied with a hard slap.

"We ain't got no choice, Iris..! I'm fucking hungry, you're fucking hungry, we're barely making it through this Hell hole of a city, and I want to sleep in a fucking bed thats not covered in blood! It's time for you to earn your keep, Iris...."

"I SAID NO!"
She screamed at the top of her lungs, resulting in another series of slaps, and a brutal shove to a corner in the living room of their temporary home, clasping her mouth over with his hand.

"You are MY daughter and you do as I say. . . .Or you will live to regret it. . .is that clear?"
He hissed in her ear as a lecherous hand rubs against her leg so smoothly. Thehedgewolf whimpered, finally submitting to Nathaniel's wishes, and nods in confirmation, the black hedgehog smiling darkly before kissing her upon her bloody cheek. His hand didn't stop moving, and his ardor seemed to increase after taking in her spicy scent.

"Actually..." He purred, "I think I need to 'break the ice' of your new job. . . It's been a while since I've felt a woman's skin. . ."

It was official, Iris' father had gone over the deep end, his face was wrought with lust as he took his virgin daughter for his own. She pleaded for him to stop, but it only increased his drive to quench the fire that burned within his loins like a forest inferno. It was disgusting, and slow, but it was hardly gentle; the sensation of having a woman's closed walls around him sent pleasurable shivers down his spine. He hissed for more, craved for more heat to melt his frigid ice. Forcing her against the wall once more, Nathaniel clutched his daughter's body possessively as he sped up; the need to release boiling ever higher as the air about the "children of ice" turned humid and heavy. The black hedgehog howled his release; It wasn't long, but it seemed like an eternity for the poor girl. His fingers sinking so deeply into her skin that he began to draw small streams of blood.

When he finished Nathaniel smiled his dark smile once again, and kissed away Iris' tears. Yes, perhaps life here wouldn't be so bad after all once they actually had some cash flowing in. . .He left the hedgewolf to cry herself to sleep in the corner, wallowing in her own blood and her father's seed. . .

"I hate you. . .I hate you father. . ."

Whispering those words over and over, she eventually lulled herself to sleep, that tiny seed of hatred for the man she had known all these years started to grow.

Nathaniel's idea went off without a hitch. Desperate men from uptown and downtown threw hefty sums money in their direction to get a piece of a pretty little thing like Iris. The cash was flowing nicely, and by the end of the season, they had saved up just enough money to move to a much nicer division of Sonotropolis . . Well built structure, with decently furnished rooms. Yes. . . things were looking up for the two. . .well, at least for Nathaniel.

Iris hated her father more than anything now, he still beat her senseless when she refused to sleep with a paying client, raped mercilessly by her father again and again, or thrown into the streets without food and water for the night, and left to fend for herself until she agreed to keep the money flowing.

As one would know, a creature could only take so much abuse until it finally snapped. . .and that's exactly what happened to the ice maiden.

One night, Nathaniel more or less felt raunchy. Even though he had enough money to go buy himself a decent whore, he preferred his own flesh and blood, knowing that she didn't have the gall to fight back.Ooooh was he wrong, so very, very wrong. . .The black hedgehog came home one night after spending the afternoon communing with the slums of Sonotopolis. The house was dark, and Iris was nowhere in sight.

"Iris...? Where are you? Your father could use a little 'help' with his third leg. It's killin' me, sweetheart..."

Nathaniel could have sworn he heard something shift behind him, but it was too late. He was about to turn back at the door, when something cold, sharp, and metal punctured through his back with an oh-so-sweet SLICE! Letting out a guttered cry, the black hedgehog collapsed to his knees, a heavy flow of his own blood dripping onto the floor beneath him. The lights finally flared on, with boots clattering upon the floor as Iris stood before her dying father.

"Pathetic...you're absolutely pathetic, old man. No longer will I be your meal ticket. No longer will you use me like a disgusting burlap sack to satisfy your lust and hunger..."

Iris lifts her sword, the only possession she actually cared to keep as a remnant of her earlier life.

"Burn in Hell, you fucking pig!"

Nathaniel collapsed to the ground again as the hedgewolf repeatedly stabbed him in his back, laughing and crying with frothing fury as blood splattered everywhere. The ice maiden continuing to jab and run her sword into the black hedgehog, even after his imminent death moments before. Eventually she stopped, sobbing hard at the realization of what she had just done..

She was free...free from her father's hold..

The Social Ladder

There was at one good thing her father had taught her well, and that was to survive. After tossing her father's corpse somewhere within thescum of Sonotropolis , Iris returned home to freshen up, to start new life. She put on new clothes, and burned her old ones. The ice maiden cleaned up her home, and sprayed it with a fresh scent of vanilla, giving it that wholesome toothsome feeling.

How gracious of her father to leave something for her after his "accident". She had enough money to sustain her for a while, but she knew she'd eventually have to find some way to keep it flowing, and she was NOT interested in turning tricks for her next meal.

So she set off to find something she could do. . .SOMEONE could surely have some use with her talents...she just needed a stepping stone to push her way out of the gunk, and into success. Iris was lucky enough to catch a break when she had entered a rather seedy-looking pub. The customers were loud, drunk, and brash. There was a lot of wine being passed about, "jolly-hearted" music, and fine barmaids serving lecherous customers that would touch the barmaids inappropriately as they walked by. Most of the drunkards except for the few in back corners stopped to look at the young ice maiden as she made her way towards the bar. Most made obscene jeers, whistles, and hoots, all she ignored as she stopped to order a drink.

In the midst of enjoying her beverage, she had been approached by two armored drunkards, a jackal and a rat, fully intent on seeing just what was beneath her blouse.

"Heeey there missssshy....How'sss about you come back to uptown wit' ussssh? We can ssshow yass a real good time"

The rat attempted to seduce her, but ultimately failed. She continued to ignore them, and this, agitated them both. They insisted upon their advances, and still, she refused, now shoving the two away from her personal boundaries, gently placing one hand upon the handle of her sword.

The jackal had seen this, and took her gesture as a sign she'd rather fight than fuck. . Both drunkards lunged at the ice maiden, but she was ready, gracefully evading their blatant charge towards her, by whisking her body out of harms way; placing her foot underneath one of them to trip, bringing one down flat on his face, and stumbling the other.

"I have no intentions of bedding with piss-smelling shitheads such as yourselves.."
This roused both of the drunkards anger even further, and they came at her with daggers unsheathed.

Oh yes. . it was party time. . . Iris, had once, again, evaded their pitiful excuse of an attack, and watched as the two crashed into an empty table. All of the bar's inhabitants had circled around the combatants, yelling jeers, hoots, and hollers; mostly calls to bring her down. Iris wanted to end this quickly, and quick, she did. With a roar, the hedgehog leapt at the rat, whom had started to regain his footing first, and made effortless work of the drunkard. Plunging her sword into his soft skull, killing him instantly. The jackal didn't even get a moment to recover, as Iris had encased him in a tomb of ice from the waist down after she withdrew her bloody, brain-soaked sword from the rat's corpse.

The crowd immediately fell silent at this rare sight, some even cowering behind each other, some gasping with bewilderment.

"Say Good Night."
She hissed, plunging her sword smack down the middle of the jackal's neck, successfully decapitating the drunkard, smiling darkly as his body convulsed and shook violently, before collapsing onto the floor. Iris didn't care if the crowd was still watching. She had already paid for her drink, so she needed no reason to stay any longer.

After her departure of the pub, she was stopped by a rather well-dressed individual, an overweight, older pig that had witnessed the whole thing. He dawned a fancy-looking suit that was glittered with azure and gold. He was accompanied by two muscled body guards thattrudged behind him in silence.

"You fight ruthlessly, young lady. Where did you learn to fight like that?"

She didn't answer, but merely turned to walk away. The pig followed, continuing his admiration.

"Ah, you're a lady of few words. I can respect that. I have not seen you around before, and the way you handled yourself was quite impressive. Tell me, my dear, where are you headed?"

"..Home, I guess."

"Ah, I see. And where is your home?"

"In the middle of town." She shrugged.

"The middle of town? Oh, no no no no! A flower such as yourself shouldn't be living in such ghastly conditions. You shall spend the night at my place uptown, I insist."

It took Iris a moment to decide just what she wanted to do exactly, calculating the pig's eyes for a moment, smiling as something conniving within her smelled opportunity..

"Alright, lead the way."

"Splendid! By the way, I am Hogsworth Duskmorne. I breed exotic animals to serve as pets, and war machines for his excellency, Lord Sonic. What is your name, my dear?"

Oh, a fucking pig named Hogsworth, how original.

"...It's Luna..."

She lied. Well, no one really needed to know her real name did they?
Luna had spend the next few days with Hogsworth at his expensive abode, finally getting a taste of the higher qualities of life after collecting her savings. Suffice to say, she was enjoying every bit of it, and Hogsworth knew it, too. None of the other aristocrats knew why he had grown so interested in the blonde, amber-eyed hybrid he had found in "crapsville", but it was a mistake that he would regret, soon enough.

He continued to provide her with more fruits of the high life; she, in return, demonstrated her swordsmanship in vicious duels of overconfident opponents that knew for sure they wouldn't lose against a girl...Their mistakes sent them to a bloody end. Yet,Hogsworth wanted more. He wanted more of her, and the fruits that she bore.

Luna knew that he desired the cold-hearted temptress, a woman that he could call his own, and show off to his friends like a trophy, and she preyed upon this. She charmed the rich piglet, promising him hot, steamy nights that would be filled with cries of lust and passion. She promised him displays of her power in private tournaments that he held within his abode to sate his thirst for action.

Two years had passed since then...

Luna, just roughly over 19 years of age, had married the fat swine. Successfully poisoning the pig's mind, she had him curled about her clawed pinky. This, pleased her in so many ways...

She was now dressed in azure battle armor, with a light-shaded, belly top breastplate. Her legs were comfortably snuggled and warm in a pair of deep blue pants, made of tough, leathery material. A matching headband that went along with her pants, and a rich, violet cape that stopped at her calves. Her husband wasted no time in spending good money on his new, young wife. After all, a happy wife means a happy household.

It was a good day, cloudy, but a good day. The Duskmornes were getting a very important visitor today at their home, so EVERYTHING had to be perfect!

"I don't need to remind you that our visitor controls this very city, do I, my dear wife?"

Hogsworth was standing at the bottom of the twin stair cases that merged into one at the very end. Luna had just finished her hair as she stepped from the eastern quarters of the estate, with her hair dresser following suit. She quickly shoved the elderly woman when she continued to fiddle with her hair, just as the butler opened the door to allow the guests in.

Boots clattered about the floor as a sinister-looking blue hedgehog with a flowing, tattered purple cape, and shiny armor. His piercing red eyes, stared blankly forward before turning back, motioning the other two women with him to follow. A purple female hedgehog, dressed in similar looking armor, equipped with a glowing red sword; another had stepped in last, a brown-furred maiden with tattered clothing and flowing red hair.

The Duskmornes bowed deeply as the three walked closer.

"My esteemed sovereign of Sonotropolis, welcome to my humble abode. Please please! Come in!" Hogsworth said earnestly, rising from his bow and approaching the Dark One. Sonic smiled sinisterly as he stood where he was, nodding in confirmation.

"I trust that things have been running smoothly, Duskmorne?"

"Oh yes, sire. Peachy! We should have a new litter of beasts born any day now. They will be ready for war within a month's time. Shall I show you to the stables?" He replied, and bowed again.

The Dark One laughed that ended with a toothy grin.

"Sure, sure, why not?" The hedgehog waved idly with his clawed hand.

Hogsworth clapped his hands, signaling for Luna to come closer, which she obeyed without question.

"Master Sonic, this is my lovely wife, Luna. She'll be showing you to the stables out back."

The Dark One stared at the hedgewolf beside the fat swine...Huh.....she wasn't drop, stock glamorous...but something about her cold, yellow eyes and matching blonde hair did bring some level of attractiveness to the maiden. Just how did he back a lady like that, anyway? Luna bowed once again to the dark lord, and motioned him to follow her to the western section of the clean estate.

"If you would follow me, sire."

She replies with a smirk. . .

Mistress
(The Social Ladder cont.)

Luna Duskmorne is the wife of the well-known beast breeder Hogsworth; a greedy, older swine that expected nothing but perfection from the beasts that he'd sent special hunters to capture, tame, and breed war machines for his excellency, the Dark One. She was awireframe , a blue print for a scheming temptress that was always calculating, always plotting her next move into climbing the well sought ladder of society.

At the moment, the aristocratic ice maiden was leading the dark lord and his two women to the western section of the glamorous estate; her cape gently flowed behind her as she kept at a slightly brisk pace, with the sound of boots clattering about the marble floor.

As they arrived, the mistress of the household began to explain the different creatures that inhabited the stables. Luna had researched the specific type of creatures that her husband bred for the Dark One's arm; carefully going over each detail of the generic species' life span, temperament, intelligence strong points, and weak points. While the women seemed disinterested in what Luna had to say, the Dark One listened intently, and gave a critical eye at each beast, especially the females that were pregnant. Most of the creatures looked likeunevolved imitations of the vast species of Mobians, including: large dogs, and cats. Some looked like extinct dinosaurs, or some type of rare lizard.

The beasts were incredibly noisy, so noisy, that it frustrated the ice maiden to the point where she pulled out a whip that was attached to her belt. Immediately it lashed out with a thunderous *CRACK!* that was followed by her voice, filled with mad authority and venom.

"QUIET, YOU SLOBBERING VERMIN!"
The mistress commanded, and all of the creatures hushed into silence...That is...all but one...At the end of the stables in the corner, was a rather unhappy, not to mention, VERY large, blue-eyed, female wolf. She was at least as big as a draft horse, with an elegant shade of creamy white fur. Luna hated this one, and she was glad that the wolf was going to be put down relatively soon if no one could tame her. The ice maiden cracked her whip again, this time, in the direction of the wolf's pen, whom was tightly chained up to the wall. The whip didn't seem to faze her, the beast continuing to snarl and roar furiously at the whip wielder. She didn't like Luna. . AT ALL. . .and the wolf dreamed of crunching her within her jaws . . .

Luna sighed, and shook her head, as she turned to the Dark One.

"A thousand pardons, sire." She began as Sonic took a step closer to the wolf's pen, while his ladies were quite happy at the damn entrance to the structure altogether.

"This one had just came in a few days ago, and we've been having trouble with her ever since. She's a two-year-old frost wolf from the Great North. She absolutely refuses to let anyone ride her, and has killed two of our employees, trying to get her into this pen."

The Dark One said nothing to Luna, and continued to stare at the angry creature. Her piercing eyes glowed with an eerie hue. It wasn't certain who exactly was going to win this "staring contest", but Sonic broke the ice by opening the door to the pen entirely, much to Luna's protest.

"Uhm, sire? What are you do--?"

"Quiet."

She buttoned up fast. The ice maiden couldn't help but draw in several shallow breaths. The wolf was larger than the dark lord, roughly about the height of Amy's half-robotic pet. She could snap him in two if she'd gotten the chance! The beast continued to stare, with Sonya suddenly approaching the pen with her hand clasped upon the hilt of her sword. The Dark One glared back at his general, causing her to immediately stop in her tracks. Turning back at the wolf, she fell silent, but her angry scowl was plainly visible. Sonic could see that this beast had a certain level of intelligence. . .Why else would she stop snarling at him?

In fact, the Dark One removes the glove, and extends his left hand within biting range of the wolf, and watched her movements. Would she attempt to bite? Or see it as a non-abusing gesture? The beast did nothing for a moment, but looked at the hand for several moments. Then all of a sudden, her jaws flew open, with gobs of saliva pouring from her gums and fangs.Sonya quickly withdrew her sword, but stopped when she watches the wolf's large, purple tongue lick and dampen the Dark One's palm. She was rewarded with a triumphant smile from the blue hedgehog, whom began to gently scratch underneath her chin with his claws.

"Good Girl....you're not mindless at all, are you...? You know who's the master here, don't you...?"

The wolf growled softly in response, her body relaxing to the praise and attention that she was getting.

"What a smart, pretty girl you are..I can see cunning, and intelligence in your eyes...strong, unpredictable..like an avalanche..Wait...Avalanche! It's perfect!"

The Dark One was very pleased at the new name he had just given to this huge she-wolf, and she seemed to like it too! The blue hedgehog unfastening her confining chains, and allowing her some more breathing room, the beast wasting no time insprawling on the floor beneath her like a lazy puppy. Sonic happily scratched the wolf's belly, causing her leg to twitch repeatedly. The Dark One was amused at this, and eventually stopped rubbing, so that he could leave the content "pup" to relax.

"You won't be here long, Avalanche. You'll be taken care of."

He closed the pen door, putting his glove back on. As soon as he got out, he glared at the ice maiden.

"She doesn't need to be put down. All she needed was a firm hand. You should be able to handle her now. See to it that she's properly cared for, and deliver her to my castle when she's ready."

"Uhm uh. . o-of course, sire." Luna stammered, and lead her guests back to her husband, whom was sitting in the dining room with an exquisite-looking lunch already prepared.

~Later~

The Dark One, his women, and the Duskmornes spent the rest of the afternoon dining, and catching up with current events on what was going on about in the city.

Evening had rolled by fast, and the Dark One was getting bored while the group sat back and listened to Hogsworth's private orchestra as they played a piece in the master's honor. Sure, the music was nice, but it was making him sleepy; he wasn't quite ready to go to sleep yet. Sonya and Sally continued to enjoy the music, a rare moment of peace in their screwed up lives, they were actually able to be at ease. The Dark One's crimson eyes averted to the host couple, whom sat upon the other sofa, making subtle comments about the music, and mostly Hogsworth worshipping his companion as she idly caressing the golden hilt of her sword with a coy smile.

He giggled lecherously as he sent butterfly kisses along her arm, which for some reason, made the hedgehog a little jealous. How come Sally orSonya never worshipped him like that? He was obviously glorious enough to have the attention. . .then again, he always took what he wanted and thought nothing of it. The Dark One couldn't help but notice that the ice maiden was still fiddling with the hilt of her weapon. . .then it struck him like a ton of bricks! Oh, this was going to be fun, he thought with a nasty grin.

"You good with that thing?" He called towards Luna, whom immediately looked up, quickly shoving Hogsworth back in the face to stop him from reaching her lips. It took her a moment to realize what he was talking about, and then she looked at her sheathed sword.

"You could say that, excellency"

"Interesting....Sonya?"

It was like a split second, the moment that Sonic's sister heard her name, she immediately withdrew her weapon, and leapt towards the couple with a ferocious war cry, causing the orchestra to immediately stop what they were doing in order to scramble into a safer spot of the grand room. The ice maiden quickly unsheathed her own weapon, and dove out of the way. It looked as if her cowardly husband was way ahead of her than she way, letting out a surprised yelp, he dove for the marble floor, clasping his hands on top of his head.

Sonya effortlessly sliced the sofa they were sitting on in two, and frantically looked for her opponent. Luna had barrel rolled in front of Sonic and Sally, whom had quickly prepped her feet onto the couch out of fear of her feet getting cut up from the cross-fire. The Dark One laughed at this, and clutched his concubine closer to him.

"Ha Ha Ha! Excellent sport! Now this is more like it!"

"Good Heavens!"

Hogsworth scrambled behind the sliced sofa as he watched Sonya lunge for Luna once more, whom was prepared this time; jumping backwards from her crouched position, with the purple's hedgehog blade smacking the marble floor with a *CLANG!* Removing her violet cape, the ice maiden went on the offensive this time with a vengeance,Sonya lifting her sword to deflect the oncoming attack. The two women circled each other slowly, like a couple of dogs sizing up each other to see who had the larger teeth. Luna had made the first move . . .

*CLANG!* *CLATTER!* *CLANG!*

It was like watching a ballet of two swans circling about each other, extending their wings to briskly touch one another. Only these "swans" had lethal weapons swinging at at each other, each combatant narrowly evading injury from the other's thrust or jab. The Dark One was getting a definite thrill at watching two women try and kill each other for his entertainment. The way that his sister fought with such ruthlessness made him swell with pride. That was HIS little sibling that was scrapping with such ferocity!

Normally, Hogsworth would have enjoyed something like this, if it wasn't the fact that one of his pieces of furniture had been split in two, and that his wife was dueling the dark master's top general. Fiddling with his fingers nervously, he was seriously concerned about the outcome of this impromptu bout. Luna was aware ofSonya's strength. Hell, the purple hedgehog was practically thrusting her into submission, and she knew she had to end this quickly. Making a mad dash back towards her husband, whom quickly realized that the two were heading straight for him. The fat swine hobbles out of the line-of-fire as thehedgewolf leaps behind the destroyed sofa, with Sonya hot on her tail, taking yet another powerful swing in her direction. The blade narrowly misses the tip of the ice maiden's tail, singing the tip as the blade's aura resonated heat; again, it sliced through one of the pieces of the split furniture, breaking it into a smaller piece.

Just as she was on the run, Luna quickly turns around when she was able to regain her footing, blowing a "kiss" of frosty air straightinto Sonya's eyes, rewarding her just a few seconds to react to blinding the general. Taking advantage of the situation, the ice maiden had knockedSonya' s blade from her hand, and scored another hit with her knee slamming into her visible stomach.

"Fucking--!" The general cursed before she collapsed to one knee. She cursed again under her breath, and looked up to find her opponents blade, merely inches away from her face. Luna held it within a "final" defensive pose until the Dark One began to applaud with a sinister laugh.

"Excellent! Excellent! Now THAT was quite a show!"

Sonya said nothing, finally standing back up to recover her weapon. Luna bowed gracefully before her lord. If he was pleased, she was pleased.

"Sonya...What was that, babe? You embarrassed yourself at the end there" He wasn't angry, but his comment still stung; so she mere nodded and returned to her usual place at his side.

"You're not half bad, toots. Some raw talent there, maybe one day you can work for me."

The Dark One grinned, but the mistress politely declined.

"Thank you, your majesty. However, I think my husband needs me more than you do. Besides, you have a well-rounded swordsman next to you."

A fake compliment, and Sonya could see right through that ass-kissing bitch. The Dark One merely laughed, but he had to agree.

After collecting her husband, whom was greatly relieved to see his wife in one piece, the Duskmornes had the room quickly cleaned up, and said their goodbyes to the dark lord and his companions. However, before they left, Sonic had pulled Luna over to the side, whispering something very hush-hush to keep her. . . thinking. . .

"I'll see you, very soon. . . . ."

She didn't know exactly what he meant by that, but one thing was certain. . . the manner he said it had her shiver with..anticipation.

Unfaithful / Conception

Not long after the fiasco with the Dark One and his ladies, a few weeks or so down the line, something rather. . .interesting was about to develop.

Hogsworth had been called to oversee a problem with his hired hunters about some beasts that had escaped into the Great Unknown. They had to be tracked down, and caught. Each "war machine" that was lost would be money down the drain; losing money was NOT acceptable.

So, the mistress of the Duskmorne household was left to tend to things with the assistance of her servants. Certain individuals came by on certain days to pick up her husband's collection of exotic beasts that they paid for. Making sure that the grandeur halls ALWAYS stayed pristine and muck free. It was actually quite peaceful without having her overbearing pig spouse around. Though she was grateful for pulling her out of the slums ofSonotropolis, Luna didn't love him, and he became quite irritating when showered her with his unbridled "affection" for the ice maiden.

Everything was in order, the new litters of the pregnant females were safely delivered, regularly checked upon, and warm; there was only one last thing to do before the week ended. The stable pens were filled with the new generation of guard beasts and war machines...all except for one. At the very end of the structure, Avalanche quietly slept. After her encounter with the Dark One, she had permitted trainers to approach her with less fear to feed, to groom, and to ride her. She still retained her vicious personality, getting a kick out of the less experienced trainers that would wet themselves after snarling in their faces. The frost wolf's eyes opened slowly, finding the one Mobian that she hated the most standing in front of her. With her whip and sword attached to her belt, the ice maiden quickly sneered as the beast stood on all fours.

"It's time for you to go to your new home, Avalanche. Don't give me any bullshit along the way, or I'll drive my blade down your throat.."

The beast understood....but she couldn't help but growl in protest. Luna fastened her with crystal-blue, spiked collar, patterned saddle, and deep blue bridle that was equipped with reins. Avalanche made no resistance to the tacking, and she was lead out of the stalls, and towards the front courtyard of the estate. Luna had mounted Avalanche afterinstructing her head butler of the house to watch over everything while she was gone.

Though she'd rather gut the beast beneath her and be done with it, she had to admit that the ride to the Dark One's castle was exhilarating; the way that the wolf strides along the streets of the aristocratic division. Many of the residents had to jump out of the way to avoid getting trampled by the war beast. Luna had arrived at the master's stronghold as scheduled, and was lead through the double doors, and found her master waiting for her, sitting on his chair. Avalanche immediately approached the Dark One with enthusiasm after Luna removes her blue bridle and reins. Sonic smiled a very big smile as the loyal beast laid at his side, rewarding her with gentle scratches behind her ear. Funny....she kind of reminded him of his old dog Muttski....

"Master..." Luna began after bowing to the dark lord.

"Here is the noble beast you have chosen to call your own. I hope that she'll prove to be useful to you in the future."

"She looks marvelous, Duskmorne. You've done well for me."
He nods, watching the great beast fall into slumber with a "purr". The Dark One lead Luna out of the control room, leaving Avalanche to dream, the two making idle conversation as the walked down the dark halls. Luna had thought nothing of it, she was used to these kind of surroundings when she had fought to survive in the slums.

"Where's your husband? I expected him to bring me Avalanche, not you." He began.

"He's out on leave. Something happened in the Great Unknown, and his hunters lost a few animals. They're currently tracking them down, but it's taking them a while since the area that they're hiding in is so vast.."

"Hm."

She didn't realize where he was taking her until she saw a comfortable looking bed upon entry. What the Hell? Was this his personalcha--

Then it dawned upon her..

Oh ...shit...

Luna watched Sonic take a few steps towards the balcony, leaning onto the frame of the entryway after he locked the door to his chambers.

"You've heard about the resistance filth, right?"

"Well, yes, but--"

"He's still out there...Miles. Every time I get close to bringing him into my clutches, he slips from between my fingers like a disgusting little worm....He's been a thorn in my side for so long. My generals have done well in routing some of his followers, but it's not enough...I need more assistance..."

That was when he turned back at her, approaching the ice maiden, void of emotion; circling her as he calculated her physical, and elemental prowess. Luna flinched as he gently caressed hercaped shoulders; the woman's blood felt like it was freezing over at his alien touch...

"I need all the help that I can get...You and your husband served me well so far...but I think your talents can be put to better use..."

The Dark One grinned as he saw her visibly shudder, gently clasping his clawed fingers about her middle as he whispered into her ear.

"They're very raw talents...but with my help...you can hone your skills much faster than you could on your own..You'd be working with the finest people in my kingdom...and you can experience the thrill of the hunt.."

A lecherous hand gently unclasped the confines of her breastplate, allowing the metal to fall freely upon the floor. That same hand snaked past the fabric of her black undershirt, to molest her soft mounds, rewarding the dark lord with a heated whimper from his victim. He could feel her resistance as she tried to shy away from his advancements, which only made the Dark One clutch her form even tighter, refusing to let go.

"At least think about it, Luna.."

The Dark One's free hand had fondled underneath her loincloth as he pinched one of her nipples teasingly. . Well GEE, how COULD she think about it when Sonic was molesting her from behind? And why in God's name was she liking it? He knew full well that she was enjoying it, from the sound of her throaty growl, he knew that she'd resist no further. The ice maiden spent the rest of the evening within the Dark Lord's chambers, the two, not so different in terms of lust. Both wanting to sate their hunger for physical release.

Being a disciple of ice, Luna hated the humid, moist air that was resonating between the two like a choking shroud, her damp body, like an aching inferno about to erupt with a wave ofecstasy . The Dark one smirked with pride as he caused her to reach her peak several times that night before he, himself, filled her with his warm seed; allowing her to sleep as her body grew exhausted from the feverish ordeal.

Sonic had baited, hooked, and reeled her in.

Hogsworth had not returned from recapturing of the war beasts until a month had rolled by. In the meantime, Luna had often visited the Dark One to "discuss" matters at hand. She played with him, danced for him, which often gotten her into disputes with his sister,Sonya . The two couldn't stand each other, and Sonic knew this. He'd often pitted the two against each other into another one of their duels, and the winner usually got to spend the night in his personal chambers; or if he felt especially sick, bring them both in, forcing the two to play with one another for his own amusement.

Luna's husband was completely oblivious of his wife's adultery, but he did notice that she was ignoring his advances from time-to-time, her mood swings were becoming more frequent, and for the past week or so, she'd get up in the morning to vomit loudly in the bathroom.Hogsworth did a little research until he finally took Luna to be checked up on by a certified doctor. Oh it was a happy day! Duskmorne's wife was pregnant! The swine could hardly believe it, his little woman was with child! He was going to be a father!

Or so he thought. . .

There was so much to do, and so little time! He had to prepare for the baby's arrival, have a room refurnished to suit its needs; baby food, clothes, diapers, the whole nine yards. Hogsworth would make sure that "his child" would have everything it needed and wanted.

~Several Months Later~

Luna had skipped visiting the Dark Lord for a long time, and he began to wonder about this. Where the Hell was his mistress? The blue hedgehog was getting irritated. She had been summoned several times within the past few months, and she ignored them all...just what thefuck was she doing all this time?

Luna was at home in bed, screaming her lungs out of the pain that wracked through her body. Her contractions were merciless, and there was nothing her husband could do, but comfort his spouse at her side. There were a few nurses trying to keep her calm through her labor, the midwife instructing her when to push.

The process took several hours, Luna feeling as if she was about to die from the contractions. Her form sweaty, and wrought with exhaustion; she just wanted the damn thing out of there! Finally, the moment ofturth had arrived, and the couple heard vigorous wail from the ice maiden's loins.

The midwife gingerly took the newborn baby and cleaned it up. To her surprise after she had gotten a good look of the little whelp, it looked nothing like the father at all.....

She carefully passed the baby over to Luna, then assisted the nurses in cleaning up the bloody sheets, and the mistress' lower regions.

"Congratulations, Mr. and Mrs. Duskmorne...It's....a girl...?" She said with a fake smile. Hogsworth earnestly removed a portion of the blanket the crying newborn was wrapped in to get a good look at her, and to his astonishment it...was...blue??

She looked like her mother, but her fur and soft quills were the color of....and then he realized just who the little baby reminded him of.

"You...didn't...You didn't..." Hogsworth accused...Luna said nothing, and continued to cradle the infant in her arms. He took her silence as confirmation of her being unfaithful to him....

A few weeks afterwards, Hogsworth became so distraught that his love would betray him. He said nothing to her from then on, or anyone else within the household. He approached her one night as she had just finished breastfeeding the infant she had dubbed as "Midnight".

"I hope you have enjoyed yourself over these short years....It's obvious you didn't love me..."

Luna said nothing and shook her head, but watched as he turned towards the balcony of their bedroom, and allowed himself to fall over the ledge. She let out a cry of horror as she watched him go, collecting her baby and rushing to the balcony to see where he had fallen. The unfortunate man had landed upon one of the statues in the main courtyard, made of white marble. His body, impaled upon the statue's carved weapon; entrails of the swine spilling all over the structure in a bloody mess...a horrendous sight indeed....

By legal default, all of Hogsworth's belongings: His estate, the breeding business, all that nonsense belonged to her now. The news of Hogsworth's suicide had reached the castle, and caught the Dark One's attention. Again, he summoned Luna to his home to be informed on just what the fuck was going on. STILL, she ignored his summons, and it outright pissed him off enough to go and find her. When he arrived at the Duskmorne estate, at first, he was prohibited upon entering the mansion. The dark lord merely barged in, and anyone who was stupid enough to try and stop him was either shoved out of the way, or beaten to the curb.

The Dark One found his mistress in the baby's room after an annoying, frantic search through the whole parameter.

". . Master Sonic, what are you doing he--"

*SLAP*

The force of the slap sent Luna sprawling onto the floor.

"Bitch...how dare you ignore my calls!? Don't you know who I fucking am!?"

He grabbed a fistful of her hair and quills and pulled her up so that she at his eye level.

"I will NOT..BE IGNORED!"

Sonic was about to slap her again when he heard a baby's cry at the corner of the room.

"..What the Hell was that?"

Dropping the widow, he walked to the source of the noise. In a light, blue crib, he unveiled the blanketed infant, and almost immediately, she stopped crying.Heterochromatic eyes clocked onto the Dark One's , looking up at him curiously. He stood there for a moment and calculated, before turning back at the widow as she stood back up, rubbing her slapped cheek.

"....So when were you going to tell me about this?"

Luna fell silent.

*SLAP*

She fell back once again. This time, he had slapped her so hard, that he'd "busted" her nose, blood spilling from her nostrils like a tiny, red river. Flooding memories started to rush back to Luna; repressed memories; memories of her father when he had finally snapped from his slippery slope.

"N-No, please. Not again...not again please.." She begged and begged. The Dark One's spiked boot collided into her side, rewarding him with a painful scream from the widowed maiden.

"SHUT UP! Just SHUT UP, you ungrateful cunt...I should kill you AND this abomination right now for keeping this from me..!

And he intended on making good of his threat. As Luna crawled on the floor, desperately trying to regain her footing, the Dark One walks back to the crib, with anger running through the nerves of his mind..Raising his clawed fist in the air, one bloody punch could end it all, and then he could feed the corpse to his pet "dog" after he got bored of beating the body into a senseless pulp.

So....why didn't he just do it already?

"..."

Midnight let out a series of baby noises as she watches the Dark One loom above her, casting an ominous shadow over the infant. He remained in that posture for several moments before his hand slowly slumped back down to his side...then reaching forward to pick up the little mixed "pup", to cradle her into his arms.

"....."

"Y-Your majesty...*cough*...F-Forgive me for not telling you sooner..I just.."

Luna fell silent after she notices that the Dark One had stopped talking, totally ignoring the widow, and watches as he extends a clawed finger towards the little baby. She clasped the finger with unbridled curiosity, inspecting it, feeling the texture of her father's fur; how soft it felt as she ran her little fingers about it. Then, a small touch of his black chaos, Midnight's fingers were slightly engulfed in the substance. Eyeing it curiously, but then all of a sudden, she began to squeal. Playing with the dark matter like it was sillypuddy, she wasn't creeped out by the substance at all!

For the first time in god knows how long, the Dark One smiled...and it wasn't one that harbored ill intent; it was a genuine smile! How amazing that this small one quickly accepted the Dark One's attention, and once the dark chaos retreated back within his form, Midnight tiredly snuggled her head towards his chest.

".....So, this is what it feels like..."

"What?"

"This is what it feels like to be a dad....It's strange...not bad...but it's strange...."

He turned back towards the bleeding mistress, who was wiping the blood that poured from her nose

"What did you name her?"

"...Midnight, sire.."

"It's perfect....Midnight..."

Not long after that, the Dark One brooded that his own flesh and blood would need guidance, and he would make sure that she was properly cared for. What better teacher to show her the ways of his domain than the lord himself? The breeding of war beasts had ceased for the moment, as the master ordered the late Hogsworth's estate be torn down, and the animals moved to a different location in order to continue the program.

After collecting what essentially he found amusing of the fat swine, the Dark One had moved his new daughter, along with her mother, to the heart of Sonotropolis. There, she would be raised, safe within her father's walls.