142 Vale Inbound

Picking lightly through the hallways of the rustbucket airship, Parc was soon upon the lounging area which made up the largest room bar the storage deck he'd been using for Lili's training.

There were few doors within the airship itself, most all having fallen off their hinges and were tossed to the very room he'd just left, leaving Lili and Kurome to head off back to hers and his room respectively to wash up before coming to meet him, Summer and Ferry in the lounge in preparation for landing.

Entering into the room he cast a quick look around to find both Summer and her blue haired, daughter surrogate stood by the cracked window gazing off into the distance where the outer territories of Vale, the city, could be seen.

Ferry looked excited, the way she bobbed upon her feet and how her grey horse ears danced about told him she was eagerly anticipating finally getting to a truly safe place. Summer on the other hand, she looked to be a blend of things with how her hands were balled into fists and the way she was squirming as if unsure about what she should be doing. But throughout her emotions her gaze was stuck tightly atop a small island right off the coast of Vale. Patch.

It was where her home was, where Tai and her daughters live… hopefully, still lived. She wasn't sure what she'd do if she arrived at the cabin only to find a different family had bought the place after her family moved halfway across the kingdom.

Ferry was the first to notice his approach, her ears swivelled and jerked along with her head tilting, nose flaring as she breathed in the very scent that kept her awake at night and addled her with tingly feelings in vagina. Turning her head, Ferry gulped, her eyes turning a faint, heated hue as she lightly nibbled on her lip looking about ready to lunge and get about to treating her instinctual side. Something she was having trouble keeping in check due to her extreme lack of dealing with the opposite sex.

'I seriously hope she doesn't look at other boys like that,' Parc's cheek twitched, imagining Ferry to suddenly become a nymphomaniac with many partners. 'fuck no am I letting that happen.' He quickly added, as hypocritical as the statement was only he was allowed multiple partners. That was literally the point of him conquering women, he was making them his and only his.

And that only brought about a snort from him, 'I've really come to accept this haven't I?' that he had. He had increasingly found himself more and more willing to utterly dominate women as the days went past. To the point where he had no qualms or doubts that eventually he would be 'taming' Ferry and Lili. The difficulty of which was likely not to be much. Simply put him in a room with either one of them, let them get thoroughly drenched in his scent and they would melt into his hands. Summer he was also be an inevitability with her being one of the four maidens.

Since meeting her he had come to take a liking to her. Especially now that she was closer to the point of having a normal amount of meat to her bones. Meat that left her with an ass to die for and soft breasts he wished he could play with if it didn't mean she'd try to kill him for doing so.

Her's and Ferry's clothes had also gained a bit of improvement. Cleaner, in one piece. Though comfortable they were not. Oftentimes he'd find Ferry picking at the crotch of the pants she was wearing, not accustomed to the tightness of jeans pressing into her pussy. They hadn't gotten many changes of clothes, just one set they could wear for the weak as well as a change or two of pyjama's which Ferry found much more comfortable, most likely due to the softness of them.

Approaching Summer's side, Parc did his best to ignore Ferry's lusting, animalistic gaze and spoke, "you excited?" he asked.

"I… I think so? I don't know," she pulled her hand away from the window and gazed down to her trembling hand. Clasping it into a ball to soften the power of the shaking. "I'm nervous. Will… will Ruby even remember me? She was so young when I left…"

"She will," he said aloud but was thinking, 'Hopefully.'

"Even if she doesn't, once she realizes its you, I'm sure she'll be weeping with joy." He wrapped a hand around her and pulled her into a soft hug, "so don't worry." How many times has he said that word now? Enough, but he'd probably be saying it a few more times before the day ended.

As so commonly has been happening whenever Parc went to comfort her, she brought her hand over his and lightly squeezed. The feeling of his course hands seeming to cement her in place and calm her mind enough that her trembles slowed and eventually halted.

"Thank you Parc… for everything. I… I don't know how I can ever repay you."

"That's easy, help me take over the world."

Summer blinked a few times and confusedly turned her head to him, "excuse me?"

Releasing her, Parc waved her question away, "nothing, just a joke. No, but if you really want to pay me back, then why don't you work for me? I'm looking to start up some type of organization in the near future and could use a good set of competent hands on my side." Turning his body to face her, and her him, he stared deep into her silver eyes.

"Don't you have those criminals working for you?" her brow rose but her expression already seemed unsure of what to respond with.

"Every shadow needs a light," he answered, "those two are the dark side of my forces, while you will become the light side. As much as I'd love to stay on the down low, I'll inevitably get outed to the public. So might as well be public from the beginning. And making a criminal organization will only make that an impossibility."

"What would I be doing then?" her voice was soft and weak, her arms coming to cross right beneath her bosom, lightly pushing up and accentuating the subtle, plump shape.

"I have no idea," he shook his head and laughed, leaving Summer thoroughly perplexed.

"You want to hire me, but you have no idea what for?"

"It's not that I have no idea, it just that my plan is in the planning stage of the plan. I know what my goal is, but the things I need to get there, not so much."

"And what would that be then?"

"Unity." It was a simple, one-word answer and it left Summer confused. "I want to unite Remnant under one flag."

Realization came to her and her gaze turned blank like she was looking at an ambitious idiot. "That's an admirable goal, but people have been trying to unite Remnant for a long, long time and none of them have been able to do it."

"Yeah, but none of them are me." They really weren't, not many people could even be called him, let alone any having the power he did. Atlas may have its robotic androids, but none of them had the ability to summon the calamity that was a pissed of lunatic with a penchant for turning empires into ice sculptures. 'really should let her out at some point,' he had learnt that time as a token for his girls did not lead to them aging which meant Esdeath was still oh so very ready to pop. Another month or three.

Summer sighed deeply, her head lowering to shake, "Parc, I've had a tough ten years. I just want to take a break and retire. I want to meet my daughters, I don't want to become some messiah for change."

He understood fully what she wanted. But life was never so easy as to let that happen. Call him cruel for what he was about to do and say to her, but he didn't care, he needed her one way or the other.

"Even if it means leaving Ruby to deal with Salem by herself?"

In seconds her expression turned enraged, "I will never let her deal with Salem! Not by herself, not ever! Don't you dare say that!" She jabbed her finger into his chest. "Salem has been nothing but an empty threat Ozpin has lauded over my head for years! For years she has done nothing! For years she will do nothing!"

How wrong she was. "You're wrong Summer. Salem's already got plans in the works, plans that will be put into place starting this year, months from now." He went to lean against the oxidized red wall right besides the window, "she's got puppets working for her, they've already invaded one of the academies and she's probably already got part of a maidens power under her control."

"What? What are you talking about Parc? How would you even know that?" she knew better than to take anything he said at face value. Her time with Ozpin having taught her the dangers of such a thing.

He kept silent, his head shaking as he said, "if you work for me, I'll tell you whatever you want to know."

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Question, am I doing a little too much plot? I've been struggling a bit putting chapters together recently and I think I'm trying too hard to make a coherent story.