Diffrence Between Sin, Quency, and Guilty.

As he said, Kratos began to cook up a meal for the three of them. And considering he was rather well off, he could afford to eat real food, not Splendamin. His parents had some connections that allowed them to get real meat and vegetables.

He reached into the fridge and pulled out three steaks his mom had sent over to him. That reminded him that he had to get ready for her birthday in 5 days. He had to pick out a gift for her as it was her 55th birthday.

As he began to get the seasonings he was going to use for the steaks he turned to Quency.

"Alright, now that I have you here, I want to tell you two some things. As you know, I plan to build a squad with you two in it. I already got Guilty, and you are a work in progress Quency, but want to know something interesting?"

Quency sat down as she unlocked the restraints on her hands.

"I'll bite, what?"

"Out of the three of you, Sin is the only one who is truly beyond redemption."

Quilty was curious about that.

"What do you mean?"

He turned on the stove and placed down a cast iron pan on the electric stove. He put some oil in the pan and watched it. While he did that, he seasoned the three steaks with salt, pepper, and onion powder.

"Let's review something. Quency here has never harmed anyone directly. She has stolen things and escaped from all the prisons she had been placed in. While you Guilty, have harmed people, severely even, but in all honesty, you held back."

Both Nikkes watched as he placed down one of the steaks which sizzled in the hot oil. Guilty was interested in one thing.

"So what makes her unredeemable?"

"She has used that power of hers to mind control people to commit arsons, thefts, murders, assaults, and several more crimes. She did not commit them herself, but she ordered them. I read all her reports and I have come to the conclusion that she is either a Sociopath or a Psychopath, but if I had to pick one, Sociopath matches her better.

She has emotions, and takes joy in other people's plight or the control she has over them."

He flipped the first steak and waited for the two Nikkes to respond. Quency hummed.

"And you plan to still recruit her?"

He nodded.

"Of course. I won't say that I can rehabilitate her, but I can get her to behave at the very least. She might be an issue over time, but I could say the same about you two."

Guilty frowned as she did not like him saying that to her.

"How?"

He chuckled as he looked at her.

"Your strength is a blessing, but if you can't keep it in line, you might break sensitive equipment. As for you Quency, you will probably end up stealing it. Put it back."

She pouted as she reached into her breasts and pulled out a phone.

"How did you even see that?"

"Special eye. But, to be frank, Quency, how will I convince my higher-ups to let you leave?"

Quency smiled.

"I don't know."

He shook his head as he finished cooking up the three steaks before setting them on three plates. He would have cooked up some vegetables as well, but he was not in the mood to cook anything else.

"Here."

He placed down the two plates at the table and sat down with his own. Quency looked at the steak and had something to say about it.

"Is this enough for you? You're a big man."

"It's not. I usually eat one 'real' meal, before gaining all my real nutritional gains through Splendamin. I don't really like the stuff, but it works. Otherwise, even I would go broke at the price of this stuff."

He cut into his steak which was perfect medium rare. As he ate, Guilty and Quency did the same and began to eat their steaks. It was kind of adorable to see Guilty being so careful with the fork and spoon while Quency downed her steak quite fast.

When they got done eating he put the plates in the dish washer and stood up to pop his back.

"Ok, I will see you in the morning Quency. Need anything?"

"Some bottlecaps. We use those as currency inside."

"Sure."

She smiled and walked up to him to pat him on the shoulder.

"I like you. Be seeing you Kratos."

He kept an eye on her to make sure she did not nick anything else as she walked out the door. When she was gone. he smiled.

"Fun girl."

He heard the sound of metal breaking and turned to look at Guilty's fork and knife. Both had been crushed in her hands. She looked up at him with a blank look.

"Oh, I broke them."

He walked over and cut her steak for her.

"I can see that. Did you get jealous I complimented her?"

Guilty frowned at that.

"No."

He chuckled in his mind.

"I see. Well, I say you are quite fun to be around."

He lifted a piece of steak up for Guilty who bit it off the fork.

"How?"

He paused as he looked down at Guilty.

"The way you slowly blink makes you look like you're always thinking and brings attention to your pretty eyes. The way you talk is unique as you talk rather slowly and low. And you being all dressed up brings out your charm. Your chains actually look kinda cool with that black and red outfit."

She blinked a few times as he kept feeding her. Her face flushed a bit as she looked away.

"I see."

When she was done eating he put her plate in the sink.

"Well then, now, it's just a matter of time."

"Matter of time for what?"

He turned to Guilty.

"Matter of time to get Quency out officially. Convincing Anderson is hard, but not as hard as Ingrid. As long as he sees the benefit he will sign off as Quency isn't that dangerous. It's Sin I got to get ready for."

Guilty was curious about that.

"Can you talk to her?"

He shook his head.

"I wish, but I got to 'rehabilitate Quency first. Anyways, I might as well spend a few days getting ready for that."

Guilty nodded.

"I am sure you will figure it out."

"As am I."

When morning came around he and Guilty as they said joined Quency in the Rehabilitation Center where Kratos 'worked' on her. He learned out a few of her escape tunnels and the Secret place she did business in the Center.

He mostly stayed out of her business, while she joined him and Guilty every night on her evening strolls. He also made sure to help Quilty continue her training, in controlling her strength. Increasing it would have to wait for the custom equipment, but they were making good progress.

And he also made a trip back to meet up with Yan to buy his mother a gift as her birthday was coming up. He had invited Quency on the condition she dressed up as her clothes were super revealing.

She had agreed as it was better than being left behind in her cell. As for Guilty, she had never had a birthday or went to one, so she was quite excited. Eventually, the day came.

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That morning he opened his eyes and yawned as he looked at the watch on his left wrist.

'7:30 AM.'

He took a breath as he sat up in bed. He ran his hand through his black hair as he got up. He walked into his restroom and took a shower. When he came out, he dried himself off before getting dressed in his Commander uniform. When he was finished getting dressed, he walked out of his room.

Guilty was a deep sleeper and would not be up until 8:30 AM on the dot. Ever since she got her own room she had been making sure to sleep at least 8 hours. Meaning he had around 1 hour before she woke up.

He was going to head over to his parent's house which was not very far from his. Only that theirs was in a much more luxurious area as he had personally chosen where his house was placed.

He was about to get breakfast started, but the door to Guilty's room opened up. She walked out in one of his baggy shirts, with a dazed look on her face.

"Guilty, are you wearing anything under that?"

She looked down at herself in the black shirt.

"Panties."

"And?"

"Nothing else."

It was a good thing that was his shirt as it actually covered her up well. He decided to not stare.

"Go get dressed for real."

"Fine."

When she closed the door behind her he smirked.

"Damn girl."

As she got dressed he focused on starting breakfast. three omelets, with bacon, and pancakes. While he cooked that up, Guilty walked out of her room now dressed in the clothes he bought for her.

She sat down at the table with her chains rattling as she walked. As he got finished cooking he looked over at her.

"You did that on purpose."

"I was sleepy and forgot."

"Nice try, your not an airhead."

She smiled.

"I thought you would like it."

He decided to test her.

"I won't say that I did not like it."

"Good."

As he served their plates he started to think of something. She had gotten very comfortable around him almost instantly. She was becoming more confident around him and it was weird. And he had to say that he was starting to enjoy her presence more and more.

Maybe he had been more affected by his transformation than he thought. Maybe only a Nikke could understand him now because he was more Nikke than he was human. Or maybe he should call himself Kratos, the brother of the goddess Nike that the word Nikke originated from. The god of strength.

"Kratos."

He looked at Guilty.

"Yeah?"

"She is back."

He turned around and saw Quency staring at his food.

"Hey, Quency."

He sat down and pointed at the third omelet.

"Thank you kindly."

She grabbed her plate and sat down to eat.

"So when do we see your family? Today is the birthday right?"

He nodded.

"Yes. Once we get done eating I am going to head down to their house. As for you, get changed before we head out. Can't have you at the party in a two-piece prison jumpsuit."

She frowned as she looked down at herself.

"Fine."

She had been spending a great deal of time here when she broke out so one of the rooms was already hers. They all ate their breakfast with Guilty actually not breaking her silverware. When they got done, Guilty and Kratos waited for Quency to get dressed.

When she came out she was wearing a pair of jeans, running shoes, and a pink blouse with a jeans jacket over it. He also handed her a baseball hat like Guilty which she put on.

"What is with you and hats?"

"They look nice."

Guilty smiled as she pointed at her own hat.

"I like it."

Quency rolled her eyes as they all walked out of Kratos' house.

"Of course you do. You like anything Kratos gives you."

That made her frown.

"What's that mean?"

Quency smirked as they walked behind the towering Kratos.

"I mean you are obviously liking the big guy? How about you big guy?"

He turned around and walked backward looking at both Nikkes.

"Well, I do like her attention. And yours by the way."

He turned around and kept walking which made Quency and Guilty pause as they looked at each other. The silence was broken by Quency who walked past Guilty.

"So you into the harem stuff?"

Kratos laughed.

"Who said that?"

"You admitted to liking the attention of two very pretty Nikkes. Doesn't that make you a player? How many women have you played?"

"None."

Guilty ran up to him as she looked into his eyes.

"Really? Why? I mean, look at you."

"My mind does not work the same way as normal people. When I was going to school, the girls were scared of me as according to them I always looked to be plotting something or in perpetual anger. 25 years and I have not had a single lover as you can say my mind is probably just as messed up as Sin's."

Quency smirked.

"I see. Play your cards right and we will see how far you go."

"Sure. Now, then, here we are."

They eventually stopped at a giant luxurious mansion surrounded by a large gate. The home that Kratos had grown up in. This would be the first time he came here after his operation. He took a breath and walked toward the gate.

'It was bound to happen anyways.'

(Well, it's already confirmed this will be a harem novel, but I got to pick out how many will be in it. Less than 8, and more than 3.