Doll awoke slowly but happily. How could he not be happy when he was surrounded by Hades's fur like a cocoon around him? His tom's comforting breaths ruffled his hair and ended in the softest of purrs.The lilac-haired no-fur elected to stay there and time his own breath to the gentle rise and fall of Hades's peaceful, sleepy breathing.It wouldn't last but Doll was going to revel in the moment. They were given so few. His hand moved to touch his still flat but yet so full stomach.What a world. Doll had survived so much and spent a good portion of his life getting by with the small joys of working with his precious garden at Liam's. He wondered if Hades really knew how much he'd given him.How many times he'd saved him. Starting with their first time together so many years ago as friends. Until that fateful day that separated them, when Hades's family had set up Doll for stray no-fur pickup before Hades could welcome the young no-fur into his home.He'd never told Hades, but back whe
Tarsi sighed and rolled over to lick the ruff of Purl's neck. They were snuggled on the pudgy Tom's bed of clouds in their shared nesting place. "This is so nice. Isn't it strange that even though things have gotten more complicated than I could have personally knotted, we wind up with downtime?""I mean, I get the seriousness of being on call for whatever may be coming so we need to be well-rested and clear channels for our power." The First Tom of Fate's cuddly white ball of fur started to do more than just lick him as he ran his coarse tongue over a spot he very well knew made it hard to think. And yet Tarsi was still trying to have a serious conversation. "Can you imagine what might be coming?""I am imagining something coming and I am sure you know that thought is entirely your fault," Purl replied, reaching out with his tiny paws.Sometimes it was easy for Purl to forget he was trapped forever in the form from the time that he held the most clarity during his mortal life. He was
If he said he wasn't disappointed that the mysterious voice, the voice of the Black Devil itself, had gone, Spitfire would have been a liar. He was also stupid. The voice had offered him a challenge, the opportunity to create an identity that Spitfire no longer felt he had. He'd been raised in a high-end no-fur farm to serve. Then when he'd been bought by Agent, Spitfire was groomed and trained to become a superstar in the Rodeo circuit. Everything in his life was set up to follow a specific path. There was a formula and a plan for everything. Even when Agent discovered that Spitfire had a dominant streak and could bring toms to their knees, it had still been within the acceptable variances. He was still marketable and could serve the purpose he'd been purchased for. Even once Agent had determined Spitfire was ideal for his experiments, there were plans and rules and Spitfire quickly figured out how to win, to get everything he wanted. But being forcibly pulled out of that life, aw
It wasn't quite afternoon when Guru tried to lift his heavy, sore body and move from where he had retreated to the small cave-like shelter within his cage. The night before was a traumatic shifting memory, sometimes as clear as one that was so recent should be and sometimes far away and vague. The Hares that came to gawk at the Toms in the zoo during the day had not prepared him for what they had paid to do to him when the zoo closed to the public and became a playground for rich, predatory Hares. He'd tried to think of Spitfire. Pretend that his body was being used only for his amusement. But he was weak and after a few nights of being taunted, beaten, and used like he imagined the worst of Toms used no-furs, Guru was lonely down to his soul. He missed Doll's soft comfort and Hades's gruff but jovial teasing, too. The celebu-tom had spent so much of his life thinking he'd never find someone to love him. Love him despite the fact that he was not what he appeared to be. There was no
Welcome to the final season of Black Devil! Thank you so much for your dedication to this story!*** *** ***The air around Hades was thick with fog. Somewhere in the distance, a light shone but he could barely see it through the murkiness.Shivering, he sat up and reached for Doll. His no-fur had been right next to him when they'd fallen asleep. But Hades couldn't find him anywhere. Hades reached out further into the gloom. He wasn't finding anything. No sleeping no-fur but even more than that, there was nothing.He wasn't even sitting on a solid surface. There was just blank space for as far as his limbs could reach.He started crawling, but Hades couldn't be sure that he was even moving. Nothing changed. The light didn't get any closer, the fog was the same no matter which way he looked."Doll!" Hades called out but his voice seemed to be swallowed up by the fog.
"Wake up, sweet little Doll."None of those words sounded kind and Doll kept his eyes shut tight, hoping whatever that whisper was,it would just go away."Now, now. We can't have any fun like this."That didn't make the no-fur any more inclined to stop pretending he was asleep."Don't fight me, no-fur. I am stronger and not as amused by defiance as the stories would have one believe. I need your help, you see. I have a tom who thought he was able to wield god power who has to be punished and you are playing a starring role."A chill ran up Doll's spine. It wasn't a voice he recognized, but it was an energy signature he remembered from the Underworld bridge. The aura that was joining with Hades's. The black sand. The Black Devil's special magick.He didn't have time to think about it further as he felt like he was knocked out of his body and then slammed back in. Whatever the voice had just told him was lost as he stared into a very fam
Gripping Doll tightly to his chest, Hades looked around for the source of the voice. It was familiar and yet not. He couldn't quite place it but Hades wasn't about to let anything take Doll away from him again."You can fuck off. He's mine!" Hades called out to the fog that had settled in around the mating room. The walls were fading as it crept closer and closer."I don't understand what's happening, Hades." Doll sounded afraid but was clearly trying not to. "But I can feel the aura, and it wants to hurt us. I don't think you should provoke it.""Little late for that, cutie." The Black Throne laughed. "He's too proud to not provoke me. Isn't that right, Shadwell?"The first attempt of the black sand to infiltrate and control his body hit Hades like a truck."Don't call me that. No one uses that name anymore." Hades growled as his entire body went rigid trying to fight off the invasion.He recognized that energy even if the voice was new. He'd stolen this exact energy from King during
Doll endured the bullwhip slapping against his back and breaking the skin underneath it. He'd have fallen over if left to his own devices but the black sand held him up so he was the perfect target for his tormentor.Hades was struggling against the Throne with everything he had but the damn god construct had millennia on him. The auric power melded with his tom's desire for him in the most terrifying of ways.But if Doll could tap into their bond, he had a plan. He just had to survive the torture. His back was a bloody, stinging mess but the whip was made of both black sand and Hades's signature hex aura. Through the pain, through the cries, Doll stole slivers of his Innehavre's power. When he shivered, it wasn't for effect. The lilac-haired no-fur was unsure he was strong enough to save them both but he'd die trying.Something he thought might just happen when he felt the agony of the Throne's sand slip into his back's brutally open wounds, invading his body."Oh, Hades. You are a s
Epilogue - Part 2Shadwell Sebastien Woolsey, also known as Hades, stomped in out of the rain, shaking it off his fur before he went any further into the house than the entry hall.He could hear the commotion in the main room. It was the kind of overwhelming noise only two bunnies, one large Northern Forest tom, a cosmic entity, and ten kits could make. It was the sound of a happy home, one that Hades had never dared to dream he could have. After his own rough upbringing with a sire who was embarrassed to be a Black-fur and an anonymous no-fur father, Hades had long since put aside any thoughts of being a sire himself.But his mates had changed all of that and helped him to realize he wasn't afraid of being a sire. He was just afraid of being his sire. Hades didn't feel shame about his fur color nor that of any of his many, many kits. He didn't think he was capable of feeling this much love. Though, he was grateful to Ink who had given both of the omega bunnies anti-pregnancy Marks. T
Epilogue - Part 1Guru hadn't been back to the Mousetrap since its renovations or since his kits with Spitfire were born. With all the little ones around and a very grumpy ginger-furred bunny to deal with, he'd barely left the mansion where himself, Spitfire, Doll, and Hades now resided.There was definitely a touch of Chaos everywhere he looked. A few booths sat at a slightly less than 45 degree angle and had straps like a carnival ride. No doubt when the bar was open those were full first from the novelty of it. Then there was the tricked-out pie case. Guru salivated a little, having heard from his mate Hades all about the supposedly world-famous pies.Jinx didn't have time to make them anymore so he'd begun to teach his brother Ink. Today appeared to be one of those sessions as Jinx was snatching a knife away from his paler brother and grousing about the proper way to cut certain fruits.The big Blonde tom put a paw around the other bunny in his life, his sweet Doll. Who looked esp
Everything was quiet for the first time in what felt like a lifetime.Spitfire sat down where he was, in the middle of the rubble left from fighting so many automa-toms and Agent's Hares. This part of Atlas City was wrecked. He wondered what it looked like outside of the battle barrier they had erected. Was Guru's mansion still okay? Did they still have a home?A ripple of auric energy told him Cosmo was on his way, having secured the collapsing bridge. Good, that was good. He needed to bond with his avatar mate to recover his god aura properly. But for now, since the battle was done, Spitfire was going back inside to see Doll and the kits. He needed to check on them. Something about this silence didn't feel... natural.Cosmo's voice in his mind assured Spitfire that it was not. Time had been frozen by a god and until it restarted, only the deities would be able to function.Spitfire wondered how long it would be before he knew how to do that. It was a pretty cool trick.He stood, stre
The ten of swords was not a magick to use lightly. Jinx had never actually cast that card before. He had been warned, repeatedly, that there were cards in the deck he was given that took as much as they gave. The pinnacle of the swords suit was one of those cards.Clutching his bleeding paw against his chest, Jinx drew one long breath after another. Everything smelled awful, the air was so thick with blood that he could taste it. He was certain that there was screaming all around him, but he couldn't hear it over the roar in his ears.He'd finally managed to end this stupid battle. He was the undisputed God of Chaos now. Jinx could feel it in his bones, right down in his soul. The power was flowing out of Agent's body as quickly as the blood that was pooling under both their paws."The kits..." Jinx's enemy was croaking out a few last words. "Are they safe?"Jinx's eyes followed Agent's weak attempt to reach out. There was a wavering shield, made up of th
Liar.The word kept echoing in Agent's head and in the air around him. The Demon was lying to him. They were made of lies and deceit, after all. There was no way King had pined for him for all those years. Tricksy had made a huge mistake when he'd tried to create the Innehavre bond. He'd killed a young no-fur, but it wasn't just any no-fur. He'd killed the oldest of his and King's litter. Stripped his soul bare and left the tom who loved him to take the blame.King had to know what happened to their kit. Both of them kept an eye on the three no-furs who were theirs. They couldn't help it. They were parents, after all. They worried.But throwing himself into the reincarnation cycle was the only way to make sure that the Innehavre bonds continued. Tricksy needed to sacrifice time and his own connection to King to the ancient powers that gave him his powers as the God of Chaos. Those beings, older than any god who now walked the earth, had changed who he was. Made him the God of Chaos an
*****Author Note - be warned, this chapter has the loss of a newborn in it ********If Priest so much as suggested movement, Doll growled at him and threaten his life. Ink seemed to be less in a hurry to take the small bundle from his arms.The no-fur cooed and cuddled the tiny, tiny form. "Hush, my kit. It will be alright. Your Daddy is right here and I'm not going to let anyone hurt you."In his head, Doll knew the smallest of his kits was gone. In his heart, he couldn't part with the sweet grey and white striped tom kit. He heard him release one small, strangled cry before Ink started swearing and Priest turned to try to revive the poor little dear before handing him to Ink and not turning around presumably so Doll didn't see his tears.Ink had said words... Sorry and hold him... Doll didn't really hear them all over the roaring in his head as he was handed the still kit.He kissed the babe's forehead, his tears unchecked. "I'm sorry, little one. I didn't get to let you grow. I tho
Lexi was enraged. At his clever attackers and at himself. He had headed straight back to the bar when he caught a glimpse of tufted ears and the skin of a no-fur neck.Deciding rather than join the fight against the automa-toms, he would capture and defeat the one controlling them, the Demon began to stalk Agent. As he'd gotten closer, the image of Agent began to fade away.A bolt of what had to be Chaos magick slammed into him, sending Lexi flipping end over end. When he'd started to push himself off the ground, Lexi was in his least powerful form, that of a green tom.Having no idea what auric power his tom form had as it wasn't a glamour any more, Lexi could barely summon any energy to mold and was no match for a trio of Tawny-furs that had thrown some kind of aura-draining net over him.Now he struggled to escape the net while the Tawnys had just fucked off.Muttering to himself, Lexi considered what the trap had meant. "Does Agent think I'm so easily beaten? No, he's like super s
Hades found himself alone with Doll again and he wasn't sure what to do. He was holding his hand, muttering encouragement, but that felt like nothing.Spitfire had experience with this stuff and Guru was able to ease Doll's nerves with his singing. Ink and Priest, though they were practically strangers, were doing more for Doll than he could manage. Maybe he should join Jinx and Spitfire outside. He was good at fighting. But that meant leaving Doll and Hades wasn't sure he was ready."Look at them, pretty baby," Hades whispered, nodding his head towards the line of bins where their kits were bundled up and mewling, an occasional wail comingfrom one of them. "It's hard to believe that this is really happening.""I can't wait to hold each one in my arms." Doll let his head fall back on the soft blanket. "Or see all of you cuddle them. Although I will be glad to rest, I still feel there's a somebody or two in there. But they seem quiet for now." His no-fur's
Arriving after three of the kits had been born, Spitfire took a moment to check on them before he grabbed Doll's hand and leaned close to talk to him."Look at how good you're doing, sweetheart. Three of our kits are already in the world." Spitfire stroked Doll's sweaty hair. "I know, this is awful. It feels like it will never end, but you are nearly done."The new Black Devil turned to look at Ink, who was acting as the birthing doctor. "How many more are there? He is nearly done, right?""There's at least one more. But without an ultrasound, I can't say for sure." Ink replied, already coaxing out a fourth kit."Little one so big." Doll sounded exhausted. He leaned his head against Spitfire. "But he looks just like Guru, my beloved. Only completely White-fur and with my copper eyes. He's gonna be trouble. This one is kicking a lot but much smaller.""They're all going to be trouble, I think." Spitfire nuzzled the side of Doll's face. The thundering sounds of battle from outside were