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Animal Magnetism	By : DrChristmas Category: Final Fantasy Games > Final Fantasy XIII Views: 4870 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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- 1-Animal Magnetism
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Lightning was awoken from her slumber by an incessant ringing. She groaned and fumbled around blindly for whatever was making the awful noise. The young man who had been sleeping on her chest helpfully handed her the offending device. It was her Guardian Corps issued communicator. It was ringing and buzzing angrily. She activated it and was immediately aurally assaulted by the frantic voice of her superior, Amodar. He was ranting about some attack or something. It was urgent she pull together her team and investigate. Then, just as rudely as it had began, the communicator shut off. Lightning banged her head against her pillow in frustration. Phoenix hadn’t even risen yet and she was being called to work. She finally opened her eyes and looked down at her partner who was looking up at her, waiting for her to say something.
“Ma’am?” Keen spoke, his voice groggy. Lightning sighed and the two of them sat up.
“I guess we go to work. Grab your clothes.” Lightning stood and moved to her closet to dress. Keen gathered up his uniform and slipped into it. In a hurry, Lightning tossed Keen an energy bar.
“We’ll get a proper meal when we’ve got this sorted. Come on.” She ushered him out the door and into the dark of the early morning. They climbed into her squad car and she took a moment to slap some awareness into herself, shaking the grogginess out. She handed Keen her communicator. “Call the rest of the squad, tell them where to meet us.”
An hour later two cars converged at the scene, a one story house on the beach. Floodlights had been set up and the area had been cordoned off. From one car emerged Jessi and the other Galen and Vaughn. They trudged over to where Lightning and Keen where leaning against her car.

Galen was the only who bothered saluting, getting a tired salute in return from Lightning. Jessi winked knowingly at Keen, she knew what it meant that the two of them were here together. He blushed and looked away.
“Okay, so, what is so important that we had to be pulled out of bed?” Vaughn complained. Galen hit him in the back of the head with a massive hand, sending Vaughn stumbling forward. Lightning grinned at the big man.
“What is so important Private Vaughn, is that HQ got a call about two hours ago. First responders found two bodies inside, husband and wife, and evidence of forced entry. Neighbors say they had a kid. No sign of her. Amodar wanted us on this one specifically.”
“Why?” Jessi asked.
“Guess we made an impression.” Lightning shrugged. “Any other questions?” Everyone shook their heads. “Okay, let’s go do our jobs. Galen, I want you with me inside. Vaughn, go see what you else you can get out of the first responders. Jessi and Keen, work the neighbors. Keep a sharp eye out okay?” They nodded and the five of them trudged up the beach, Lightning and Galen breaking off and heading into the house. What greeted them inside caused Lightning’s stomach to turn. The living room might have been a nice place at one time, but now it was splattered with gore. The husband was draped backwards over the couch, his spine clearly broken. He was covered in large, jagged gashes and his face was mostly gone, torn off. The wife was not so lucky. She lay in two pieces. Her upper torso rested on the coffee table, covered in the same gashes. Her lower torso had been tossed against the wall by the door, leaving an ugly splatter. Lightning put a hand to her mouth, trying to suppress the urge to vomit. Galen, seemingly unfazed knelt to inspect the wife’s upper torso. Lightning stood and watched him, unable to make herself actually walk forward. Neither of them said anything for nearly ten minutes. They were interrupted by shouting outside. Lightning motioned for Galen to continue and went outside to see what was going on.
Outside, a pair of Guardians were arguing with a group of armor clad, helmeted men. Lightning sneered. PSICOM. She approached the troopers.
“What’s going on here?” She asked.
“PSICOM is trying to kick us out. Saying this is their purview!” One of the Guardians explained. One of the troopers muscled past the two officers and stood before Lightning.
“You’re in charge here?”
“I suppose so. Why?”
“Pull all these men back, PSICOM is taking control of this investigation as of this moment.” Lightning opened her mouth to respond but was stopped by a hand on her shoulder. She turned. It was Vaughn.
“Let me handle them. I think Galen has something.” He nodded towards the house. Galen was standing just outside the entrance turning something over in his hands. Lightning nodded her thanks and turned from the troopers and jogged back up the beach to Galen.
“PSICOM?” Galen offered. She nodded. “I figured. This looks like it was done by a large animal. Maybe two.” He handed her the object he’d been inspecting. It was a claw. About an inch long. “Thing is, animals that size don’t come around here. Another thing, this claw isn’t from anything indigenous. If I had to venture a guess, I’d say it came from one of those giant cats PSICOM keeps as weapons.” Lightning raised an eyebrow. “This isn’t the first case like this either. I’ve seen a good few things like this in the past few months. Parents killed messily, children gone without a trace. PSICOM has taken all those over too.” Galen scratched his head nervously. “In my opinion ma’am, I say we let this one go. PSICOM obviously has a hand in this and you know how nasty they can be.” Lightning glared at him.
“That’s not happening. Rampaging wildlife is one of our duties. I won’t be cowed into backing down so easily.” She turned and headed back down to the PSICOM troopers. Lightning put a hand on Vaughn’s shoulder and pushed him aside. She brought her face right up to what she identified as the leader of the group. “I am not letting you take this over. You can all just turn right around and scurry home. Guardian Corps is handling this.” She stared into the glowing yellow eyes of the mans helmet, willing him to back down. After several long moments, the man sucked his teeth loudly and turned to leave. Lightning crossed her arms and watched them go, not moving until they and the aircraft they had arrived on were gone. She turned to Vaughn. “Get back to it.”
Lightning spent the rest of her shift there. Interviewing witnesses and doing her best to conduct the investigation properly. It was dusk by the time someone arrived to relieve her. She gathered her squad around her car and congratulated them on their work, Galen in particular.
“Okay. We’ve done about all we can here today. Let’s go get some food in us and call it a day.” They discussed food options for several minutes. It was finally decided that Galen, Vaugh and Keen would eat one place and Jessi and Lightning another. They waved goodbye to one another and set off. Lightning and Jessi piled into Lightning’s car, deciding to leave Jessi’s behind and pick it up on the way back.
Stopped at a quiet intersection, Jessi was gossiping to Lightning, who politely humored her. Neither one noticed the PSICOM dropship hovering above. Neither did they see the rocket fired from it. Neither of them saw anything at all for several hours after it hit the back of the car.
Lightning came to, lying on a cold, possibly steel floor in a pitch black room. Her hands were bound behind her back and her legs were shackled. She groaned as the headache hit her. Suddenly the lights snapped on and she realized where she was. She was laying the middle of some kind of arena or stadium. Lightning struggled to her feet and surveyed the room. The pit, as it were, was featureless. The floor was, indeed, steel as were the walls. The lighting was such that she could only vaguely make out the stands. A speaker crackled somewhere up in the darkness.
“Sergeant Farron, glad to see you’re awake.”
“Who are you?”
“That is not important. What is important is that in a few moments. we will introduce a new model of our Adamantheron’s into the arena with you. This creature has been…enchanced to aid in interrogation and torture. We’ve had scarce few opportunities to test it. We hope this experience will teach you not to interfere in matters that do not concern you.” There was silence then. Lightning’s restraints suddenly buzzed and snapped open, freeing her arms and legs. Soon after, part of the arena wall slid open and a large, armored cat appeared. What had the voice called it? Adamantheron? She hardly had time to ponder this before the creature charged at her. Lighting dived to the side as the beast thundered past. She turned to face it and got her first good look at it. It was nearly 8 feet long with a crest of blades on its head and on the back of its paws. Its blue skin rippled with muscle. The big cat pawed angrily at the ground, it’s bladed claws producing a horrid screeching noise. It charged again, faster this time. Lightning leapt again to the side, but wasn’t quite fast enough and one of the beasts paws ripped three long gashes through her overcoat and undershirt, exposing most of her chest to the chill air. It continued it’s forward movement, leaping onto the wall and then pushing off it to charge her once more. It made a mighty leap at her and she threw herself backwards just time, sending it sailing overhead. The cat screeched to a stop and whirled on her.
It lunged, bringing a heavy paw down towards her chest. Lightning rolled to the side but the claws caught the side of her clothing, tearing it as well. The beast, frustrated now, smacked a paw into Lightning’s side hard enough to roll her on her back and it raked it’s claws down her chest, further tearing her clothing and clipping her bra clean in two. She brought her knee up as hard as he could into it’s stomach and rolled backwards, using the momentum to jump to her feet. Useless to her now, Lightning discarded her shredded overcoat, leaving the somewhat more intact brown turtleneck, though it was still ripped enough to show more of her stomach and chest than it hid. Only vaguely aware she was now facing this thing essentially topless, as her bra hung in two pieces and her breasts were more or less exposed, she defiantly faced the Adamantheron. It glared at her, snorting angrily. With a roar it threw itself at her, lunging forward at her chest with it’s razor sharp claws. Lightning ducked, avoiding the attack for the most part. One of the claws however, snagged on her skirt. The cat tried to pull it’s limb back and sent Lightning sprawling face first onto the floor. Right under it’s head. The monster lunged downwards, it’s jaws clamping down onto the air where Lightning’s head been. She’d jerked it to the side at the last moment. Lightning swung her arm around and hit it as hard as she could in the side of the head with her elbow. It staggered sideways, stunned from the blow. Her skirt was still snagged on the claw however and she was dragged along with it. She struggled to free herself for a few moments before the fabric finally gave way to the claw and tore downwards. Lightning scrambled away and got back to her feet. Her skirt dropped to her ankles and she felt the chill air kiss her rear through a gash in her bike shorts.
She kicked her skirt away and looked up just in time to see the cat in mid leap. She hadn’t even heard it move! Before she could react she was tackled to the ground. The beast held her down with a paw on her exposed chest and bent it’s head down, opening it’s jaws to rip out her throat. It suddenly stopped and jerked its head up, as if responding to an unheard call. It removed it’s paw from her chest and she immediately tried to escape, sliding herself forward and rolling onto her knees to try and get up. The creature slammed the middle of her back with a paw and she collapsed, all the air forced out of her lungs. Lightning felt, rather than saw the beast tear at her bike shorts with remarkable care. She wasn’t sure what it was trying to do and she didn’t wait to find out, she lifted herself onto her elbows, quickly drew a leg inward and fired it backwards, scoring a direct hit on its face. The monster roared at her and jumped, landing its considerable bulk on top of her. It rested it’s jaws against Lightning’s exposed neck, applying just enough pressure to make it painful. She winced but stopped struggling. It lifted itself high enough off of her to allow her to rise on all fours. Lightning thought about trying to get away again, but the jaws at her neck dissuaded her. Only now did she reflect on what the voice over the speaker had said. Enhanced for interrogation and torture. Then she realized what was happening and her blood turned to ice. Between the monsters legs hung a rapidly extending phallus. Lightning squirmed and wriggled, trying to free herself, the cat responded by increasing the pressure on her neck, drawing blood this time. She stopped struggling.
Seemingly satisfied she was broken, it released her neck and set about positioning itself for its duty. The 10 inch long throbbing meat between it’s legs ached for release. It placed its front paws on either side of his prize and lined its dick up with her exposed crotch. In one quick thrust, it buried 8 inches inside of her, dismayed to find he could not fit entirely inside her. Lightning screamed as the things cock slammed into her cervix and her vision blurred with tears of pain. Then it began thrusting, every time it thrust forward it hit her cervix and caused another yelp of pain from her. Lightning clawed futilely at the floor, unable to do much else but scream as she was violated. Again and again it pounded into her, heedless of the pain it was inflicting. After several minutes Lightning stopped making any noise and the chamber was silent save for the panting of the beast ravaging her. Despite herself, Lightning felt an orgasm building in her core. She grimaced as it hit, sending shudders of pleasure and revulsion throughout her body. Almost resigned to this fate, Lightning’s eyes fell upon the paw on the ground beside her. Specifically the blade on the back of it. She looked up at the creatures face. It was oblivious to everything but it’s cock. She’d seen the look before. She might have a chance.
Summoning the last of her strength she brought her forearm down on the bit of metal attaching the blade to the paw. It broke. In one quick motion she grabbed it and drove it up into the beast’s head. The creature stiffened and suddenly she felt it cum inside her as it died. She yanked the blade out and stabbed it again. And again. And again. Finally it collapsed to the side, dead with well over a dozen dripping wounds on the underside of it’s head. Lightning, now covered in the creatures blood, collapsed as well and experienced a brief orgasm of her own brought on by the adrenaline and the things cum splashing inside her. As it subsided, it was replaced by the aching in her abused loins. She tried to will her body to move, but it simply wouldn’t. She had nowhere to go anyway, so she lay there and waited.
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Authors Note: Ok so, there ya go. That is some bestiality. Again, not something I have a problem with. I admit to being terrible at writing the actual police work stuff. But, an excuse plot still deserves a fair shake, so I gave it my best. Special thanks to my proofreader/ brainstorm buddy. I have no intention of stopping this 'series' any time soon. As long as the stories keep coming to me I will keep writing them. Got an idea? Let's talk about it. I'm always looking for new people to inspire me and broaden my horizons. You will, of course, be credited appropriately. I'd love to write your story. As per usual, if you particularly liked it or it inspired a seething hatred in you, let me know. I always appreciate feedback.
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