Naruko smiled as her little party left the confines of the dungeon. Even though she'd technically been born less than an hour before, thanks to the copy of her beloved master's memories that formed the greater part of her being, it still felt like it had been too long since she'd seen anything besides her master's dungeon walls, so even the battered tunnels of this ancient fortress, or the dank caves beyond, lit by barely luminescent fungus clinging to the walls, were a welcomed site.
Though she had to admit that the former did offend her on a primal level. There was just something about seeing such fine craftsmanship in such an advanced state of decay that irked the hell out of her. She almost had to fight the urge to start repairing the battered stonework.
It was probably the Imp in her.
She smiled and looked down at the cluster of Goblins that served as her escort, as well as the dried up old monkey who now served as her lord's Minion Master. She stepped forward and was able to say something to him when one of her escorts looked up at her with his dully glowing yellow eyes and said, “You're pretty!”
She paused for a moment and smiled. It was strange really, she was an amalgamation of the personality of a perfectly straight human male and lazy, mean spirited and completely sexless simpleton of a magical construct, but having her femininity affirmed pleased her greatly. Strange thing, that, though she was glad she was a girl. If she saw herself as a man it would make serving her master quite a bit more awkward really. In that case, she'd probably be dreading the idea of screwing him senseless rather than giggling at the idea in barely contained glee, like Ero-sennin when smoking hot naked girls, like herself, were involved.
Slowly she reached down and affectionately patted the ugly, brown little creature that had complimented her on the head. In response the little beasty started to jump up and down, happily proclaiming “Pretty lady touched me! Hehehe!”
Her guess was that it was due to the effects of Henge. She'd mastered the technique long ago, and one thing she'd figured out quite quickly was that going under a henge affected your behavior. Transform into a dog and you'll know how to walk on four legs. Transform into someone else and if you know what they're supposed to act like, you'll be able to imitate their general mannerisms. Transform into a completely shameless bare ass naked blond girl with assets most men only dream of, and you can act like a complete slut without any embarrassment.
She was a shameless slut. That was perfectly fine, because she was her master's shameless slut. She wanted him to see her, to feel her, to touch her, and to do all kinds of unspeakable things to her nubile body. After all, every fiber of her being, body and soul, belonged to him and him alone. She his creation, his clone and his servant, and as such, she was much a part of him as his hand.
She smirked. His hand. Maybe she should have just asked him to call her Lefty. After all her screwing him, something she hopped to be doing in the near future, was something that really did blur the line between incest and masturbation. Oh well, sometimes it's the abominations against both man and God that are the most fun.
“Where are we going anyways?” she asked.
“Skid Row,” he replied. “A large town that lies between the territories of the local Keepers. Its considered neutral ground and is where most of the area's trade is based out of.”
“So,” she asked Gnarl. “How exactly are we going to get there?”
“We're traveling via a portal,” the old Goblin explained. “In fact its right around this corner.”
Around the corner Naruko saw a weakly luminescent crystalline structure with a seemingly bottomless put in the center of a badly decayed room.
“So,” she repeated, “What is it?”
“These magical portals formed a network crisscrossing the entire underworld,” Gnarl informed her. “With 'free' portals, as you've visited an individual portal before you can return to it from any other part of the Underworld. Though, portals owned by a keeper have a set of rules with them. A Keeper can cue someone into their portals from a distance and lock out any unwelcome guests. Only problem with them is you're limited to what you can carry. Anything big has to be shipped the old fashion way.”
She nodded. “How am I going to get through then.”
Gnarl smiled and held out his hand.
“You've got to be kidding me...”
“Nope,” the Minion Master replied with a bit too much cheer.
She sighed and took his hand. “Don't get grabby.”
“Why I'd never do such a thing,” Gnarl lied.
She simply glared. “So how do we do this.”
“Well,” he laughed and stepped over the edge. “You just have to watch that first step!”
Naruko went wide eyed as she felt herself being pulled down the hole by an unseen force, and she didn't even have time to scream before she sucked down with him. Upon hearing about a 'portal', she'd expected something like using the Hiraishin, but this wasn't. This was more akin to being flushed down a toilet, crammed through a series of far too small pipes, and then vomited up the other end. It wasn't as bad as having Sasuke a Chidori through your chest, but she'd personally count it as a close second.
It was almost humiliating when she was thrown onto the ground in front of the portal while Gnarl gracefully ended up on his feet without even ruffling his robes. Yeah, great. The elite ninja ends up on her face feeling like she needs to puke her guts, out out while the elderly goblin doesn't so much as stumble.
She groaned as two of her Goblin escorts popped out of the portal and helped her to her feet.
“What the hell was that?” She demanded.
Gnarl smiled. “I told you to watch that first step. It takes some getting used to”
She rubbed her nose and glared. “You could have warned me.”
“But what would be the fun in that?”
She growled and crossed her arms. “So let me guess, the reason we came to this town is the farther the distance between two portals, the more unpleasant the trip, right?”
“You're starting to get it!”
She frowned and crossed her arms under her bountiful, barely clad breasts and kept walking. The portal itself lay on a small island in what looked of what looked like an underground river and was connected to the cavern walls by a battered wooden bridge. While it was dark, she could see well enough to know where to step, and she could see a heavy metal door, lit by torches that was laid into the reinforced stone wall. In the darkness she could see an illuminated spot of water that suggested a bend in the river and the presence of some kind of port faculties.
With a sigh she walked up to the door and looked over it. There was no handle, but a rope did seem to be extended from the wall. With a shrug, she pulled it.
On the other side of the door she heard the muffled ringing of bells and moments later the eye slot slid open and a pair of beady brown eyes, set deep in a thick brow eyes looked through and glanced over the group.
“Ugh,” he said with a swinish oink voice. “Da toll fer ya and da gobz is fiddy gold.” he laughed, sounding as much like a pig squealing as a human laugh.
She gritted her teeth as rage threatened to overtake her. She didn't know how much that was in this world, but she knew by the way he sounded that he was taking her for ride. She knew that look, she knew that tone of voice. He was doing to her exactly what the village stores had done to her master for years. It was all she could do not to cram a fucking Rasengan through the door and that piggy fuck's torso.
She smirked. Unfortunately for him, just his deserts would be far more humiliating. In fact, she was already formulating a plan. “I need a moment to count my gold...” she said in an innocent voice.
“Take yer time.” The slot slammed shot.
She glanced down to Gnarl and asked. “Okay, what the fuck is that thing?”
“Orc,” Gnarl spat. “Ugly combinations of man and pig. They're just as ugly and twice as stupid. They're tough though.”
“How much was he trying to take us for?”
He spat. “A lot. They always charge what they think they can get away with. Probably saw a cute girl in silks and a pack of goblins and through he could take us for a ride”
“How many guards are there normally?” she asked coolly
Gnarl grinned, picking up on her intentions. “Only one.”
She nodded. “This the only way in?
He shook his head. “No, but this is the closest portal to the town and it leads directly to the shopping areas. The other is a pretty walk from the main gates and you have to cut through the slums.”
She nodded filing that way for future reference. “Let me guess, you go that route and you'll end up with your pocket picked.”
“That, or with a knife in your back.”
She nodded. “Alright. So, she looked at her small group of manic little escorts. “Think you guys could take him?”
The goblins nodded and began to giggle madly like a pack of psychotic children and quickly began to pull out a large collection of sharp pointy and blunt bashy objects.
“I'll take that as a yes.”
Gnarl laughed. “What are you planning?”
“You'll see.”
With a cruel grin on her face, she pulled the rope. Once again the slot slid open and she smiled sweetly to the Orc. “Mister Orcy... I don't have that much money.” she hefted up her chest, all but flashing her tits at him, and pouted. “Do you think I could pay with something else.”
The Orc coughed and nodded. “Um, dat'll do...”
“Oh goodie!” she said happily. “Just make sure your ready for me. I don't have much time so if you aren't all naked and ready for fun I'm out of here.”
“Uh, gonna take a second, hold on...” Without another word the slit slid shut.
“Interesting plan,” Gnarl remarked.
She blinked. “I can't believe he fell for that.”
Gnarl snorted. “I told you they were stupid.”
Moments later the door opened and in the gateway stook a completely naked Orc with a massive, stupid smile on his face. “Why ain't you naked.”
For her part Naruko simply smirked and put on her hands on her hip. With the other she dramatically pointed at the orc.
“Get 'em boys...”
The Goblins didn't need to be told twice as they charged the Orc, swarming him under their combined numbers, laughing manically as they stabbing and bludgeoned him into a bloody, unmoving pulp.
Absently Naruko considered the moral ramifications of the killing, but frankly, she found that she really didn't give a damn. Her master would have cared, but she really didn't. While the part of her that was born of her master's memories thought this was a waste, there was another part of her that was all imp, and that part was the one that wanted to point an giggle along with the goblins.
“Okay, boys,” She said in a sultry voice. “Roll that thing into the water and lets go.”
They laughed and did as she said.
“Would you like them to look through the Orc's things? Maybe raid the toll box?”
She smiled. “Alright. Have fun.”
The Goblins looked at each other and leapt on the dead orcs discarded clothing, claiming anything they could salvage for themselves. The end result was a slightly less pitiful looking band, one of whom was wearing a horned helmet three sizes too large for his head, and the other who was grinning manically with the orc's axes perched on his shoulder.
After finishing one of them, the same goblin she had complimented her she realized, gathered the gold salvaged together and proudly presented it to her.
“For you!”
She smiled and kissed him on the forehead.
“She kissed me!” he laughed as he jumped around. “She kissed me! She kissed me!”
Naruko laughed and looked over to Gnarl. “So now that we're in, where to?”
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