Warren’s eyes slowly peeled open, though the sudden blast of sunlight had them shutting right back up immediately after. He couldn’t really discern where he was through his other senses either, as his body was completely numb.
He opened his mouth to speak, though his vocal cords couldn’t produce more than a raspy whisper. “I’m…hurt…”
…And nothing changed. Of course. Why would it? His BANE of sometimes being so wrong that the world itself would bend over backwards and change reality to make him wrong only ever kicked in when he didn’t want it to, after all. He could say “I’m okay” and immediately become stricken with the flu, or point out how sunny it was and instantly turn the day into night time whenever he forgot to be careful with his words, but he could never say “I’m sad” and become happy, or point out his empty checking account to magically conjure up a few bucks to pay for lunch.
Oh, well. It was worth a shot.
After a few more moments of feeling sorry for himself, some sensation started to come back to his body. Namely the hurty kinda sensations – the throbbing pains and aches of his fall injury, the sting of fresh cuts along his skin. Hell, he’d been better off unconscious since he didn’t have to feel any of it.
But still, he pushed up from the rocky ground beneath him, and the pebbles that had been digging into his flesh dropped down beneath him. He let out a few coughs, and then some sneezes. The area was dusty. As his vision returned to normal, he looked around and found himself able to see far out into the distance, with a sea of trees quite a ways beneath him – so he was on a mountain or cliff of some kind.
As he spat out some dirt from his mouth, he suddenly felt a sharp sting on his back, and turned around to face the source, who appeared to be a rather cute girl.
“Uh, h-h…hi…!” he barely managed to blurt out as his cheeks turned red. He’d never been good at talking to girls, especially pretty ones. The fact that she was leaning in, her face extremely close to his to get a better look certainly didn’t help his shyness. She had big, pale violet eyes and long pink hair – ridiculously long, he now noticed. Long enough to trail down to –
Oh, shit. Down. As his eyes moved down the girl’s body, he noticed that she appeared to be completely naked, and so he swung his head around to look away. “S-sorry! I didn’t mean to…!”
“Hm? Hm?” the pink-haired girl said, head twisting and bobbing like a bird with each word. She reached out and turned Warren’s face back to hers to continue observing him. “Boy harpy? Boy harpy?”
“Uh…um…” he stammered, trying not to look down at her perky little tits again, so caught up in his shame that he hadn’t realized that the arm she’d used to reach out and turn him back to face her was not an ordinary arm, and was instead a giant, feathered wing.
The girl then moved her face to his neck and gave a weird little sniff, which, to Warren’s embarrassment, made his dick twitch in his pants. After taking that whiff of his scent, the girl then backed away, tilting her head again. “Hm? Hm? Human? Human like Hiroto?”
It was the familiar name that finally managed to break Warren out of his own head, and he looked up at the naked girl again. “W-wait! Y-you know Hiroto?” Of course, once he did look at her, he was finally able to see that she was no ordinary human girl, and was, in fact, a harpy, and he gasped in shock, scurrying back a bit in the dirt. “Whoa…! You’re….!”
“Hm! Hm!” The harpy girl nodded with a big smile on her lips. “Hezy know Hiroto!” Her curious face then curled into a sly little smirk. “Hezy like Hiroto lots! Hiroto big!”
“Uh, um…” Warren stammered. “I-Is he here, or…?”
“Hm? Hm? Hiroto here?!” Hezy suddenly leaped forward until she was right in Warren’s face again, eyes and mouth wide open in hunger and arousal. “Where?! Where?!”
“Uh, I-”
Before the conversation could continue any further, however, a few shadows washed over the two of them, and their heads turned to the sky. Several more harpy girls, each with their own unique colors of hair and feathers, were circling the area above them, intermittently blocking out the sun with each pass.
“Hm? Hm? Uh oh…” Hezy said, turning her back to Warren and holding her wings out to the side as if to shield him. “Bad harpies!”
Warren’s eyes widened. “H-huh?! Wh-what do you mean by that…?!”
With a shrill shriek, one of the harpies, as if eager to answer the boy’s question, dived right down towards them, sharp, glistening talons at the ready.
The gargantuan rock fist clamped tightly around HYPER HAWK’s body, pulling him to a massive cavern even further below ground, until the hand was able to slam him onto the new floor. This new, denser level of ground erupted in a spray of cracks along the rocks, and dust and pebbles blasted up from the impact point, which then came back down like hail, clacking against the hard metal of the superhero’s armor.
“Agh! Fuck!” Hiroto cursed, a few drops of blood spraying out from his lips and splattering against the inside of his helmet.
Before he could even process what the hell happened, the giant hand grabbed hold of him again, lifting him up high, preparing to slam him down again. It wasn’t until he was at the apex of the lift that he could finally turn his head to get a look at what he was up against.
There was an absolutely massive golem – far bigger than the others – large enough that, if it were to climb to the surface and take a nap amongst the nearest mountain range, all the nearby orologists would suddenly have a fuckton more work to do out of nowhere.
“HAZ!” Hiroto barked as he feebly squirmed against the golem’s gigantic grip. “DO SOMETHING, ASSHOLE!”
Hazird flew past the trapped HYPER HAWK with a judgmental click of his beak. “The most useless fuckin’ superhero of all time, I swear…”
The hellion spirit soared towards the giant golem’s head, and more specifically to one of its glowing orange eyes. Conjuring up his Red Phoenix Spirit power, he released a stream of blood-red flames into the orange glow from point-blank range.
At first, it didn’t appear to have much of an effect on the golem, as it carried on with swinging its arm down to crush HYPER HAWK to paste. But after a few moments, the pain finally seemed to register within the beast, as its head tilted back and it shivered, causing the entire underground cavern to shake as well.
Its rocky fingers just barely managed to peel open enough for Hiroto to break free, and he didn’t hesitate once he was. “Yer gettin’ it now, you bastard!” he spat, leaping onto the top of the golem’s hand and sprinting along its arm towards its face.
He grabbed whatever HYPER DRIVES he could from his belt, not even bothering to look at what specifically he was using, ignoring the few errant ones that slipped from between his fingers and fell down to the golem’s arm and bounced down to the ground far below, and simply slotting them into the HYPER HAND.
“ARROW!” “KNUCKLE!” “HEAL!” “DRILL!”
A green bow made of light and energy manifested in his hand, and he quickly aimed it at the golem’s other eye. His fingers tugged at the bowstring, and an arrow appeared from nothing, launching forward and piercing the orange orb, causing another series of tremors to shake the underground cavern.
As the next HYPER DRIVE kicked in and he finished running down the golem’s arm, he slammed his fist into the golem’s face, and his fist was accompanied by a larger, azure energy projection that made the punch all the more powerful, leaving a sizable impact crater on contact. Huge chunks of rock flew out from the strike, and the mountainous foe’s entire body shook as well.
Amidst Hiroto’s inattentiveness, the next HYPER DRIVE immediately provided the golem with some pain relief, as Hiroto’s next strike injected a glowing pink light that healed some of the same he’d just dealt.
Before Hazird could snark about the stupidity, however, the next and final DRIVE activated. A gigantic drill made of glowing green light manifested over Hiroto’s fist, and the second he threw his next punch, the tip locked into the rock and the entire drill began to spin at high speed.
The massive golem let out a gravelly roar of pain that echoed around the cavern as the drill dug into its head, tearing away more hunks of rock and stone, eating away at the monster’s face until it burst, splintering off into several pieces, each of which fell to the ground below, causing the entire cave to quake and rumble.
The rest of the body followed soon after, falling apart now that the magic essence of the golem’s life had been killed. Each piece of rock that struck the ground had the cavern trembling more and more, until the entire thing was a nonstop series of tremors.
“Hey, that’s enough, idiot! Get outta here before you get buried alive!” Hazird called as he flew up towards the hole in the ceiling.
Hiroto pulled his helmet up and spat one last glob of saliva and blood down at the golem’s corpse before blasting off into the sky.
Hiroto and Hazird flew up onto one of the nearby cliffs, and after making sure there were no more golems in the area, Hiroto threw his helmet off and kicked a nearby rock. “This place fuckin’ sucks! Let’s get the hell outta here!”
“Quit whinin’. It’s yer fault for bein’ sloppy. Well, you and that dumb kid who gotcha zapped, anyway.” Hazird responded, reaching his talon out to kick away a snail that had tried getting cozy on the rock he’d perched himself on.
Hiroto opened up the HYPER DRIVE compartment on his belt, whipping his head around before snapping it shut. “Shit, I lost a buncha DRIVES. Now I gotta deal with Hayato’s bitchin’ when I get back, too…”
Hazird let out a little chuckle. “You just can’t stop winnin’ today, huh?”
Stomping over to the side, Hiroto angrily scooped up his HYPER HAWK helmet and slid it back on. “Tch. Just shut up and use yer senses to find the FORMA or whatever so we can get the fuck outta here.”
“I can’t sense FORMA cards, moron. Only shit with a pulse.”
Hiroto threw a sudden kick at Hazird, who barely managed to fly up to avoid it. “Then use it to find Hez again or somethin’! We’ll make her find it for us!”
With that settled, HYPER HAWK took to the skies and blasted off, with Hazird trying his best to locate the harpy girl Hezy’s presence.
Though he’d seemingly been stripped of all his energy and mobility from his fall, when the “bad harpies” began their assault, Warren found himself temporarily re-energized, fueled by his body’s desire to survive.
Of course, it wasn’t easy. He and Hezy were outnumbered several times over, and while Hezy had some combat experience, he did not, and she could only really handle one or two at a time, leaving another half dozen free to terrorize him.
The fluttering of their wings, their shrill shrieks and battlecries, and the loud thump that came every time he leaped aside to narrowly avoid getting snatched up by a harpy’s talons weren’t doing his senses any favors either. There didn’t seem to be anywhere to flee if you weren’t able to fly, and that left Warren with nothing but thoughts that this was it – he was going to die, and there was nothing else to it.
He managed to dodge one last attempt, trying to dive behind some rocks tucked to the side of the mountain they were on, but another harpy, this one of blue hair and feathers, came swooping in from the opposite direction. Her talons bit into his hoodie and shirt, latching on tight as she zoomed back up towards the skies.
He let out a scream as the ground below quickly grew more and more distant, until it was far enough that even if the harpy who’d caught him did release him, he’d be a puddle not long after.
Now fully helpless, he turned his attention to the skies, and held his hand out in desperation. Unlike his BANE, he’d had very little experience with his BOON, and still had little idea how it worked. Supposedly, according to Malena, he was supposed to be able to control the weather, but he’d never been able to get it to work any time he’d tried. The closest he’d gotten was making it drizzle just a tiny bit.
As he reached his hand to the sky, mentally begging the power he’d been “blessed” with to work, he pondered why he was even trying. He didn’t know how to use his power to begin with, he didn’t know what to do with it even if it decided to work for him for once, and even if something did happen and the harpy released him, he’d surely fall to his death anyway.
And then… the clouds suddenly became gray and then black, and rain and hail began falling! Though he was initially ecstatic to see that, by some miracle, his BOON had worked…when one lone lightning bolt came down and struck the blue-feathered harpy carrying him, causing her to drop him, his joy and pride instantly vanished, replaced by a wide-eyed terror accompanied by the loudest scream of his life as he watched the rocky mountain rapidly approach.
Hezy suddenly kicked away the harpy she was scrapping with, making a mad dash towards the falling human boy. She just barely managed to catch him before he could go splat, though she herself ended up taking a nasty spill as her back hit the ground and skidded along with him cradled in her pink wings.
Warren quickly sat up, adrenaline coursing through his body, fueling his hands to touch his torso all over, in disbelief at what had just happened. Two miracles in a row, and he was alive? There was no way, right…?
But the joy of his survival was quickly stripped away once again, as the shrieks of the harpies above reminded him that, despite his power saving him from the clutches of one of them, there were still many, many more, and it would take a third miracle to save him from that…
“HEAT DASH!”
Warren and Hezy both found their eyes darting to the side as a flash of red light shined in the distance alongside that strange, mechanical voice that had reverberated around the sky. Before they could process what that could possibly be, another red light stole their attention again, cutting across their line of sight horizontally, right through the center of the platoon of harpies in the skies above.
The instant after that red, laser-like light shot across the harpies, a massive blast of flames erupted, devouring each of the deadly flying monsters. Not even their loud, banshee-like screams could escape the massive crimson explosions, and when those blasts came to an end, there was no sign of any of the harpies – not even a single feather fluttering in the wind.
Soon after, HYPER HAWK came flying onto the mountain, landing right in front of Warren and Hezy. Hiroto tugged his helmet off, and though his face was covered in sweat and blood, he gave them both a big, cheesy smile, holding up his hand in his usual shaka gesture. “Hey! You guys alright?”
“Hiroto!” Hezy squealed, practically shoving Warren off of her as she flew over and tackled Hiroto to the ground, lips pecking at his face.
“Whoa, whoa, hey, haha!” he said, each word coming out whenever his mouth was free from the harpy girl’s lips. “Ow! Hang on, I’m kinda- ah! Haha!”
Warren, meanwhile, just sat there in stunned silence, still unsure of how to process the past few minutes of his life, from meeting Hezy, to the harpies’ attacks, to his usage of his BOON, to the incredible power Hiroto had shown dispatching the monsters in one single move.
When he finally managed to process that it was all, in fact, real, he looked up from the ground to thank Hiroto for saving him and to apologize for his BANE causing him to have been struck by that lightning bolt when they’d first arrived in the world.
But all of his words and thoughts left him as he instead bore witness to Hiroto fucking Hezy right in front of him.
Wh-what…?! He thought to himself as his eyes went wide and his jaw dropped. Th-they’re just doing it?! Right now?! Out in public?! I-In front of me…?!
As startled and embarrassed as he was, however, he could not take his eyes away from the sight. He started with Hezy, feeling his face redden and heat up at the sight of her pale, slender body, on hands (er, wings) and knees, throwing her perky butt back into Hiroto, mouth agape, squealing in pain and pleasure like a hungry little slut.
But as enticing and arousing a sight as that was, Warren soon found himself focusing more on Hiroto (not that he’d ever admit it), equal parts baffled and jealous. There was something surreal about the fact that he was just…doing that. Fucking a monster girl from another world. Right in front of someone else. Sure, Hiroto was obviously more confident and capable than Warren, but he was still just…a guy. A human from Earth, just like Warren. And he wasn’t that much older, either.
Warren forced down a gulp as he found his eyes focusing on the space between the two’s bodies – namely, Hiroto’s massive fucking cock. Though he was able to bury most of it into Hezy with each thrust, there was still plenty more meat left out in the open air, and that fact had Warren glancing down at his own forearm, wondering if they were roughly equal in size.
No wonder he’s so confident all the time… the young boy thought to himself, glancing back up at the sight of Hiroto’s cock penetrating the harpy girl. I-if I had one like that, I’d be, too…right…?
He then looked back at Hiroto, eyes moving up his sculpted body until he settled on his face. Hiroto’s red eyes were staring down at Hezy’s reddening buttcheeks, and a wide, handsome smile was plastered across his face as he talked to her as he fucked her, though Warren couldn’t tell what he was saying, as his mind was too caught up in his envious thoughts.
I wish I was like him…
