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He's made a stop in New Orleans, visiting a church of the Deleth Orthodoxy (my stand-in for the Catholic Church in my world). While there, he sees a bad mommy, a plump otter who loudly says she's there to 'fix' her 12 year old son for the horrible sin of... kissing a boy. She even uses a slur about it, which only seals her fate. But Rex also talks to the boy, Peter, and feels kind of sorry for him. He devises a plan to both take out the bad mommy and maybe help the cute boy... or corrupt him. Either way, he's having fun!\n\nSorry for the use of some homophobic slurs.\n\n- - - - -\n\nIf anyone reading this is Catholic... I'm sorry about that.\nBut I'm Christian (yes, really), so don't feel this is some kind of anti-religious thing.\nAs I said, the Deleth Orthodoxy is my stand-in for the catholic church in my setting. I realized I needed something like that since this is supposed to be analogous to the modern day world, and they had a rather massive impact on the course of history (for better or worse). \n\n- - - - -\n\nA massive thank you to my top tier subscribers:\nSedyna | RoleplayCentral | [iconname]Karmandel[/iconname] | IzzyMouse | The Anons (not a username)\n\nIf you would like early access to my stories, weekly previews and updates, access to my private discord, chance to have your character become part of the lore, and other bonus content, please consider subscribing to my [url=https://subscribestar.adult/xp_author]SubscribeStar[/url]", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Once more, we join Rex yet again. He's made a stop in New Orleans, visiting a church of the Deleth Orthodoxy (my stand-in for the Catholic Church in my world). While there, he sees a bad mommy, a plump otter who loudly says she's there to 'fix' her 12 year old son for the horrible sin of... kissing a boy. She even uses a slur about it, which only seals her fate. But Rex also talks to the boy, Peter, and feels kind of sorry for him. He devises a plan to both take out the bad mommy and maybe help the cute boy... or corrupt him. Either way, he's having fun!

Sorry for the use of some homophobic slurs.

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If anyone reading this is Catholic... I'm sorry about that.
But I'm Christian (yes, really), so don't feel this is some kind of anti-religious thing.
As I said, the Deleth Orthodoxy is my stand-in for the catholic church in my setting. I realized I needed something like that since this is supposed to be analogous to the modern day world, and they had a rather massive impact on the course of history (for better or worse).

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A massive thank you to my top tier subscribers:
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If you would like early access to my stories, weekly previews and updates, access to my private discord, chance to have your character become part of the lore, and other bonus content, please consider subscribing to my SubscribeStar", "writing": "[center][b][u]Rex's World Tour[/u][/b][/center]\n[center][b]Prey Away[/b][/center]\n[center]By XP Author[/center]\n\nRex stared up at the front of the massive building in front of him. St. Patrice's Cathedral stood tall, at least in the front, rising as a huge bell tower, all in a neoclassical design. A stained glass window sat mid-way up the tower, depicting a shining star with seven points. It was a somewhat famous church for the Deleth Orthodoxy, both for its design, and the fact it had withstood the often unpredictable weather of New Orleans. And its age. It was 185 years old, which wasn't that old compared to some of the nearly millennia old churches and castles in Europe, but for something in the USA, that was pretty old.\n\nThe tiger/rabbit hybrid, or tabbit as he now called himself, was supposed to transfer busses in New Orleans, then head on to Austin, Texas, but he decided to stay a few days and check the city out. This church was one he wanted to see. It was nothing compared to the monolithic Deleth cathedral in Alta Ferro, but everything in AF was bigger. He wondered if this one had a secret Zanduchi cult running it, too. It was possible. Back in the middle ages the Deleth Orthodoxy was trying to claim that Deleth was the only god, most of the other gods' worshipers went into hiding. Zandites hid right in plain sight, often running the Deleth churches and holding secret ceremonies for their darker god. The first recorded Gathering of Champions, people like him who had been chosen by the gods, happened during the Renaissance specifically to prove otherwise. He wondered if there was a church to Thenitas somewhere in town. He knew there was one just outside of Austin he was planning to visit. It was in a town just north of Austin proper called Cedar Park.\n\nHefting the bag over his shoulder a little, he walked into the cathedral. Sounds seemed to echo around him, like a music hall. He half-expected to hear pipe organ music or people singing some hymn, but it was fairly quiet, other than the echoed noise from outside or low talking from a few people inside. A small pedestal sat at the center of the entry room, with clear water in a basin at the top. Stepping closer, he figured it was holy water. He looked into it, seeing his own reflection... and the water started to slightly swirl on its own, subtly reacting to him being Thenitas' champion. Though he wasn't sure if that was Thenitas' or Deleth's doing. He smirked all the same. \"Cute.\" He still dipped a finger into the water and touched it to his mouth, a typical ritual. Deleth was the god of creation and words, having spoken the universe and the other first gods into being. Or so the story went. There was much contention about Zanduchi's origin.\n\nStepping farther into the main portion of the church, he found rows of pews on either side of a red carpet, all leading to a slightly raised dais with a pulpit at the center where a priest would give sermons on Sundays. A few of the priests, nuns, and other disciples were walking around. One priest in particular, an older boar, seemed to be getting more attention than the others. Rex figured he was probably the guy in charge around here. He was dressed like all the other priests, in a plain but nice black suit, with a single piece of white at his neck where the collar of the shirt closed. A star with seven points hung around his neck by a string of wooden beads.\n\nRex smiled as one of the nuns saw him, but he didn't go over to speak to her, instead sitting in one of the pews. Thankfully, she only smiled back and didn't approach him, either. A slender doe, she was kind of pretty, too, though he couldn't quite tell more about her physique under her loose nun robes. He wondered how much trouble he'd get in if he tried to go after her... Probably a lot. Still tempting. Instead, he turned his attention to the murals on the walls. They were ornate and well maintained, depicting various scenes from the stories of Deleth champions in the past. Though the Orthodoxy called them saints instead of champions. Saint Patrice was of course one of the ones shown most predominately, as the church was named for him. He was shown giving some kind of blessing to people kneeling in front of him. The man was supposedly credited with bringing the Orthodoxy to Ireland back in the 400's AD or something.\n\n\"No, you will bless yourself properly, young man!\" His observations were interrupted by a loud voice behind him, echoing around the halls. He, and many others, turned to look at the source. A short, somewhat rotund otter was standing with her hands on her hips, glaring at a younger otter with the same tan fur and brown hair. The boy she was scolding looked a bit younger than Rex, maybe 11 or 12. Both were dressed in fancy clothing, the woman in an expensive red and white dress, the boy in a blue suit, complete with tie. Though he looked uncomfortable in the clothing. \"Do it right!\"\n\n\"Yes, ma'am.\" The boy nodded, keeping his eyes cast down and away from what Rex assumed was his mother. He did the ritual with the water that Rex had earlier, touching it to his lips.\n\n\"Good.\" She huffed and snatched the boy's arm by the wrist and practically dragged him further inside. Rex quirked an eyebrow as she passed. She shot him a look of almost disgust, but kept moving without saying anything to him. Instead, she half-thrust the boy at her side into one of the seats. \"Now, you will sit here, and you will pray! You pray that Deleth forgives you for those wicked, evil thoughts!\"\n\n\"Yes, ma'am.\" The boy responded, in the same emotionless, almost broken tone as before. He lowered his head and closed his eyes, clasping hands in front of himself. Rex could tell the kid was just going through the motions... somehow. Probably another part of being a champion. Real prayers had power. This kid wasn't actually praying.\n\nNot that he blamed the boy after what he heard the mother say next. \"And you pray that he fixes you! I'll not have a faggot for a son!\" It was all Rex could do to keep himself from launching out of his seat and clawing the woman's face open when he heard that. \"I honestly don't know where I went wrong to deserve this. You must have gotten it from your father! There's never been anyone gay on my side of the family!\"\n\nHis claws still dug into his palms as he clenched a fist. \"Bad mommy.\" He muttered under his breath. He had a particular hatred for them. It was a good thing she had her back to him, because he was giving her a glare that could kill.\n\nWhen she was satisfied the boy was sufficiently placated and praying, she huffed. \"You sit there and keep praying as hard as you can. I'm going to go talk to Father Korram.\" Rex was shocked back to the moment. He knew that name! Possibly. KorramBoaram was one of the D-Gen members he had seen comment on a few videos. He smirked slightly. He might have to go say hi later. Looking up, he saw the boar get a momentary expression of dread as the otter started to saunter over, but he quickly masked it with a forced smile as he engaged with her.\n\nWith the woman away and talking to the priest, Rex picked up his bag and stood up. He moved over and sat down next to the young boy. \"Hey.\"\n\nThe kid glanced up, giving him an awkward smile. \"H-hello...\" He went back to playing at praying again.\n\nRex leaned over, speaking low. \"You don't have to pretend to pray. She can't see you.\"\n\nThe kid flinched. \"I-I'm... n-not pretending!\"\n\n\"Yeah you are. I can tell.\" He nudged the kid's arm gently. \"Not judging you, either. You have nothing to ask forgiveness for, and nothing to fix. Your mom is just being... really dumb.\"\n\nThe kid's shoulders slumped a little. \"She... um... j-just w-wants to make sure I'm... n-not... wrong or bad, or evil...\"\n\nRex sighed slightly. \"You're not any of those things just for being gay.\"\n\nThe kid's head snapped to look right at him. \"I'm not gay!\"\n\nThe tabbit smirked. \"I'm not judging you. And I don't think the gods are, either. In fact, I'm sure the gods don't care about any of that.\"\n\n\"H-how can you be sure?\" There was a note of hope in the kid's voice.\n\nRex thought for a second. He glanced to the side, making sure the mother was still talking to the priest. Looking back to the kid, he smiled. \"You want to know a secret?\" The boy nodded, so Rex leaned in closer, whispering into his ear. \"I'm a divine champion.\" The kid flinched, leaning away in surprise and disbelief. Rex swung his tail around to show off the tiger stripes that swirled along the length instead of sitting across like normal. \"Not of Deleth. Of Thenitas. That's his mark.\"\n\nThe young otter reached out and touched one of the spiraling stripes. \"Really?\" Rex nodded. \"Wow... that's... awesome!\"\n\n\"Yeah, it is.\" He sat up more properly. \"And I'm bi, yet still a divine champion. So I can tell you with authority that your mom is speaking a bunch of horseshit.\" The kid flinched again, but giggled. He held his hand out. \"I'm Rex, by the way.\"\n\nThe kid took his hand. \"Peter.\"\n\n\"Nice to meet you, Peter.\"\n\n\"Y-yeah, nice to meet you, too!\" The boy smiled at him, a bit more relaxed now. \"So... what... does a divine champion actually do?\"\n\nRex shrugged. \"Depends on the champion and their god. Mine just wants me to keep the world fun and a bit chaotic. Make sure things don't get boring.\" He glanced at the mother again, who was still speaking to the priest. Though it looked like she was speaking [i]at[/i] him rather than to him. The poor boar was doing his best to remain polite and listen to whatever she was going on about. Probably complaining about her son, among other things. She seemed the type to complain about every little thing. \"Though sometimes dealing with certain people is required...\"\n\nThe boy tilted his head, not quite sure he understood. \"Um... okay...\" He cleared his throat. \"So... do you... live around here?\"\n\nRex shook his head. \"Nah. I'm from Alta Ferro, but I'm traveling around the country right now. I just stopped here for a few days to check the city out. I've never been to New Orleans before.\"\n\nPeter looked a little disappointed. \"Oh... Thought it would be kinda cool to be friends with a champion...\"\n\nHe smirked. \"We can still be friends. Though you should keep me being a champion secret.\" The kid perked back up at that, nodding happily. \"What do you like to do? Y'know, for fun? Any video games you like?\"\n\n\"Um... Mom doesn't let me play video games. Says they're a bad influence.\" Rex frowned. \"We don't see movies either, unless they're... Orthodox ones...\" Rex knew that was just another term for bad movies that were more about the religion than entertainment value. \"But she does let me play baseball. I'm... not really any good, but I'm on a little league team... or... was...\" he looked away. \"Mom caught me giving one of the other boys a kiss and... I think she's banning me from playing anymore.\"\n\nRex blinked. \"Wait, that's it? All you did was kiss another boy and now she thinks you're possessed by a devil or something?\" Peter whimpered, but nodded. \"So... you haven't even done anything more than that?\" The kid shook his head again. Rex grunted, frowning. \"Man, your mom is kind of a bitch.\"\n\nHe looked up in surprised. \"She's...\" He looked right into Rex's crimson eyes, and couldn't bring himself to lie to him. \"Yeah... she's kind of always angry at me for something. Always angry at everyone.\"\n\n\"And thinks she's better than everyone?\" The boy nodded. \"Probably uses how she gives to the church or is some member of the community as a badge of honor?\"\n\n\"Yeah, that exactly! She's always telling people that she's part of the PTA and school board!\" He sounded surprised at how accurate Rex got it.\n\n\"I've seen bad mommies like her. They're the worst.\" He tilted his head. \"What about your dad?\"\n\n\"Oh...\" Peter looked away. \"He and mom got divorced when I was still really little. She fought really hard so that he can't visit me. Says that he was a bad man, but... I've heard stuff from other people. I think she drove him away, and he just couldn't fight it. I think he's still somewhere in the city, but... I dunno where he lives. Just that his name is Robert.\"\n\n\"Man, your mom sounds worse the more you tell me.\" He reached out and gently touched the kid's shoulder. \"Don't worry. Things get better.\" He reached up a little, gently brushing the boy's cheek with a finger, and saw him get a blush. \"Careful with that. Don't want your mom thinking you've found another cute boy to fancy.\" He giggled, and Peter couldn't help but giggle with him. \"But you are cute.\"\n\nPeter blushed more, looking away, but his thick tail thumped against the pew. \"Thank you...\"\n\nRex smiled. \"Maybe I can find a way to convince your mom to let us spend some time together?\"\n\n\"I... yeah. I think I'd like that...\" He frowned a little. \"Oh, but... I don't have a phone or a computer at home, so I dunno how we'll keep in touch once you leave.\"\n\nRex frowned again. \"Not even a computer at home?\" How the hell did anyone do anything without a computer in this day and age? \"Let me guess. She thinks they're evil?\"\n\n\"N-no... I mean, we have a computer, but Mom doesn't let me use it. Th-there's too many... bad influences online. So I can't chat online or anything.\"\n\n\"Ah, that makes more sense.\" He shook his head slowly. \"Yeah, I'm definitely going to have to deal with her.\"\n\n\"What do you mean?\"\n\nRex tensed up slightly. He didn't mean to say that out loud. \"Ah... I mean... like... as a divine champion. Y'know, sacred duty and all that.\"\n\nThe young otter looked at him, then his eyes went wide. \"Are you gonna smite my mom!?\" He didn't sound afraid or even upset by that.\n\nRex smirked. \"I guess you could call it that.\"\n\n\"Can I watch!?\" The boy was suddenly very excited.\n\nRex laughed awkwardly. \"I don't think you'll want to see what I'm going to do. It won't be pretty...\"\n\n\"I... um...\" Peter frowned, but then nodded, getting his face serious. \"I... still want to see. I... kind of... hate her... so seeing her get a divine ret... retri...\"\n\n\"Retribution?\"\n\nHe nodded. \"Yeah, that! She's always mean to me and yells at me and blames me for things. So I wanna see her get retributed.\"\n\nRex smirked. \"Don't think that's a word, but... if you're sure. But I warned you.\"\n\n\"Okay.\" He frowned a little. \"But how are you going to convince her to let us spend time together? She doesn't let me bring friends home...\"\n\nRex looked over at the priest, who seemed to be in the process of extricating himself from the mother's presence, foisting her off on another unfortunate priest. \"I think I might know a way.\"\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\nRex found Father Korram talking to one of the nuns on the other side of the church. He stepped close and gently tugged the man's frock. \"Excuse me.\"\n\n\"Just a moment, sister.\" He turned and looked down, only for his eyes to momentarily go wide with shock as he saw Rex. He recovered quickly enough. \"Ah, hello, young one.\" He managed to keep his tone even as he gave a friendly smile. \"What can I do for you today?\"\n\nRex returned the smile. \"I... wanted to... uh... confess things.\"\n\nThe nun, an older horse, frowned at him. \"Father Korram is quite busy, young man. Another priest could help y-\"\n\nThe boar gently interrupted her. \"No, no, that is quite alright Sister Orisa. I'm not so busy that I cannot help a young man of our herd in need.\" The nun straightened up when he said the word 'herd' instead of flock. A signal that this was a member of the 'other' church. She simply nodded and backed away. Korram motioned to the confessionals. \"Please, follow me.\" He led Rex over to the wooden booths. He got into the one with the door in the front, the priest getting into the one beside from behind. When Rex closed the wooden door, he found all of the echoing outside completely muffled by some kind of sound proofing. There was a soft cushion on the bench inside, too. The father's voice spoke through a mesh window between the booths, obscuring either from seeing the other through it. \"I never expected to see you in my church, Mr. King.\"\n\nRex smiled at the nickname. \"Well, I was just in town and wanted to see the place. Didn't think a member was running it.\"\n\n\"We serve the needs of our herd as well as our flock.\" He cleared his throat. \"Though I must ask, you are not planning on using our church as a hunting ground, are you? We have ceremonies for such, but only those willing are prey within these walls. And not all of our sisters are aware of the second god that blesses us here, and even less of our followers know.\"\n\n\"Oh, um... kind of? But I'm not going after one of your nuns.\" He grinned. \"I mean, that deer was pretty cute, so if she's willing...\"\n\n\"Ah, I assume you mean young Sister Julia. No, I'm afraid she is not aware of Zanduchi's blessings.\"\n\nRex snapped his fingers. \"Damn. Well, that's not what I wanted to talk to you about, anyway. No, I actually wanted to speak to you about that otter mommy and her son that are out th-\"\n\n\"Karen!?\" He sounded shocked.\n\nHe blinked. \"Wait, is her name actually Karen?\"\n\n\"Yes. She lives up to her name, too.\" The man cleared his throat, regaining his professional composure. \"If she and her son are your target, then I will not get in your way. A shame about young Peter, he is a nice boy, but I understand how these things go. Perhaps be gentle with him. He has had a rough time living under his mother's roof.\"\n\n\"Actually, I was thinking of leaving Peter alive and well. He is nice. But that's what I wanted to talk to you about.\" Rex sat up a little. \"So, I was hoping you might be able to help me find a way to convince his mom to let me go over to his house. Maybe something about a study group? Or maybe say I'm someone you helped... uh... 'fix' like she wants to do to him.\"\n\nThe boar let out a heavy sigh. \"Yes, she was quite... animated about that. Seems to think Deleth has abandoned her boy because he might be gay. I know what the orthodoxy says about these things, but even before I came to Zanduchi, I found such a mindset very... unfortunate. To put it mildly.\" He let out a soft grunt. \"I might be able to convince her you are one of our youth ministers in training. Part of the practice is to do some missionary work locally. Usually working food kitchens and charity events, but sometimes one-on-one sessions can be set up. They typically happen within the church...\" He thought a moment. \"However, if I say something about not wanting... ah... forgive me for this, but if I say that we would not want an... unclean boy such as Peter to be within our church, at least until after he is... 'fixed' at least... then perhaps she might allow a study session at her own house?\" He cleared his throat. \"Again, this is what I would tell her. I do not think there is anything wrong with the boy, or anyone else-\"\n\nRex laughed. \"Don't worry, I get it. Gotta keep up appearances and all that. I know you're not like that. I've seen you comment on videos with little boys, too.\"\n\nThe boar let out a relieved laugh. \"Yes. Some of the older videos with you, in fact.\"\n\n\"Oh? I didn't know you watched my stuff.\"\n\nHe cleared his throat. \"Ah, not... your newer content. These were the ones when you were... much younger.\"\n\nRex nodded. \"OH! Those videos. The ones with big guys stuffing me?\" He said this without a hint of shame.\n\nThe boar let out an awkward laugh. \"Yes... those.\"\n\n\"Neat. I haven't gone back to those in a long time. Glad you enjoyed them, though!\" He gave one of his big, toothy grins. Though he realized a moment later that the screen prevented the man seeing it. \"Anyway, I think that can work. I'll let you do the talking to convince her. You are the Father here.\"\n\nHe laughed. \"Yes. Though perhaps we should get you into something a little more fitting for the role. A t-shirt and jean shorts do not exactly give off the impression of a junior minister. We have a room with some more appropriate clothing. Changes in case one's current gets dirty for... any number of reasons.\" Rex smirked, thinking of quite a few ways one could get their clothes dirty. \"I can have Sister Orisa show you to the room, she is also a fellow Zandite. While you get changed, I will...\" He took a breath. \"I will talk to Mrs. Marshal about our plan.\" He was obviously not looking forward to engaging with the woman again.\n\n\"Sounds good!\"\n\nKorram let out a soft sigh. \"And Rex? Thank you in advance for ridding us of that horrid woman. She is a blight upon this church and this city.\"\n\nThe tabbit nodded, his face serious. \"And she's a bad mommy!\"\n\nThe boar chuckled. \"Yes. And she's that.\"\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\nRex stepped out of the the back room, now wearing probably the nicest clothing he'd ever worn. A black suit similar to the one the priests wore, but a little less fancy in its simplicity. The nun that had shown him the room had also helped dress him, and did nothing to hide the arousal at seeing him naked, though nothing more came from it. She also worked to pull the wild mass of black hair atop his head into some kind of tamed shape with a comb. When he looked in the mirror, he almost didn't recognize himself. As he stepped back out into the church itself, he heard Father Korram speaking to the mother and son near the entrance. As he got closer, Korram called out gently. \"Ah, here he is now. Rex, come here, please.\"\n\nRex resisted giving one of his huge smiles, trying to act more proper as he stepped over. \"Hello, Father Korram.\" He did give a slight smile to the young otter, who was staring almost slack-jawed. \"Hello again, Peter.\"\n\n\"Uh... h-hi... again.\" The boy stammered back.\n\nKaren somehow managed to stare down her nose at Rex, even though she was almost the same height as him. \"[i]This[/i] boy? I saw him earlier. He didn't look like a youth minister. I've never seen him here before.\"\n\nKorram smiled. \"Rex is one of our newer members. But I assure you, he is up to the task. And as I mentioned, part of his training is missionary work. So I think this will be a good experience for both our young man, and your son.\" The boar's smile turned warm and trusting, something he definitely practiced to make it so easy. \"I vouch for him personally.\"\n\nRex spoke up next. \"And I have a lot of experience with younger boys and girls.\" He just didn't say what [i]kind[/i] of experience.\n\nKorram cleared his throat, rather pointedly. \"Yes, he has worked with many young people. So I can assure you he will-\"\n\nKaren huffed. \"Fine. As long as he can cure my poor son of his wicked thoughts, then I suppose I'll put up with having one of his kind around.\" She didn't have to say it for everyone present to know she meant hybrids. So she wasn't just homophobic, but xenophobic, too. Rex's claws dug into his palms again, but he managed to keep himself from clawing her face open.\n\nInstead, he quoted something that he once heard. \"Deleth welcomes all the faithful into his song.\"\n\nThe priest gave him a slightly surprised smile. \"Well said. We do not judge species or origin here. And I assure you, Rex is the best young man for the task he is assigned. He is a hard worker.\"\n\nShe sighed, rolling her eyes. \"Fine. Fine. As long as he does the job, that's all I care about.\" She turned to Rex and shot him a glare. \"But if you don't fix my boy, then I'll be sure the church hears all about it!\"\n\nRex just gave her a smile back. \"I swear by my god that I will fix the problems in your home.\" From the corner of his eye, he saw Peter having to turn away to hide a smile and laugh. Thankfully, his mother didn't notice.\n\n\"Fine. You can come by tomorrow in the morning. 9am sharp!\" She motioned to the priest. \"You can get the address from Father Korram. I've run many of the church's charity events, so they have it on file.\" She said that like it was somehow supposed to be impressive. Without waiting for a response, she grabbed Peter's hand and started to drag him away. \"Come now, Peter. We've got to get you ready. I'll not have you being unclean when someone from the church visits!\"\n\nRex still waved. \"I'll see you tomorrow, Peter.\" The boy waved back, only to be tugged harder by his mother.\n\nAs soon as they were out the front door, Korram let out a heavy sigh, his shoulders slumping. \"Oh, I do hate that woman.\" He cleared his throat as Rex giggled. \"Sorry, I shouldn't say such things in the open. Unbecoming of a man of my station.\" He turned to Rex. \"I will give you her address. Do you have a way to get around the city, or will you need a ride of some kind? I could have one of our other ministers drive you if you need.\"\n\nRex shook his head. \"Nah, I can make it. I can grab a rideshare if I need. Probably best not to get your church involved more than it needs.\"\n\n\"Yes... that is probably for the best.\" The man glanced at something behind Rex, but when he looked, all he saw was the basin behind him. \"You can keep the clothes, by the way. It will help to sell your character more. And...\" He smiled. \"You can consider it a gift from the church to a champion.\"\n\nRex flinched. \"How...?\"\n\nKorram nodded to the basin of water, which still swirled like a slowly draining sink. \"The holy water has not been still since the moment you got close. I've only seen it once, when Deleth's own champion came to visit. Though it rippled like rain was dripping into it when he was here.\"\n\nRex tilted his head. \"Huh. I haven't met any other champions yet.\" He pointed to his tail and the swirling stripes upon it. \"Thenitas is mine.\"\n\n\"Ah. That seems fitting. I had wondered if you might be Zanduchi's, with your... profession.\" He gave a slight bow. \"But I honor a divine chosen, no matter who the divine may be. And worry not, I will keep such a secret.\"\n\nHe felt a little awkward being bowed to. \"Thanks. But don't need to worry. Thanks for the clothes, though! They'll help!\"\n\n\"Indeed. Now, I assume you have some preparations to attend. But you are always welcome here, should you visit again.\" He put a hand on Rex's shoulder. \"And please, do post at least some pictures. I look forward to seeing what fate you have in store for that horrid woman.\" Rex just shot him one of his big, toothy grins, his tail swishing excitedly behind him.\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\nRex looked up at the house in front of him. Though maybe mansion was a better term for it. It was bigger than his own home, which had to house a dozen kids at one point. Three stories tall, pure white exterior with black trim, and a lawn that looked more manicured than most public parks. Rows of flowers lined the driveway up to the garage, and he suspected there were even more behind the house. More were in potted plants either set on or hanging from the porch. But it was a little too perfect, too evenly spaced and on display to be just a hobby or even passion. Everything about the place screamed attention seeker to him.\n\nHe was dressed in the nice suit the priest had given him, and had even made sure to comb his hair back and neat like before. It was a bit stuffy for his style, but he would put up with it for now. He had also left his bag in the hotel room, as it also didn't quite fit the role he was supposed to be playing right now. He felt a bit awkward without all his stuff close at hand, but he would deal with it. He stepped down the driveway, and along the path to the front door. Pressing the doorbell, he heard it chime in the tone of what he was pretty sure was a Deleth hymn. \"Well, she's certainly dedicated to her part, at least.\"\n\nIt was a few moments before the door was pulled open. Karen stood before him, wearing clothing far too fancy for everyday wear. Her blouse was a light cream, buttoned up to her neck, her skirt a darker grey in contrast, hanging down to her ankles. Her black high heels clacked against the wooden floor, and she even had on a wide, black sun hat, covering only just enough of her brown hair to still show off the same almost-ornate bun it was tied into that she wore the day before. More of her Sunday best, despite it only being a Saturday. \"You're here. Good.\" Stepping out of the way, she motioned for him to enter. \"Come on inside, young man.\" Her tone was still condescending, despite that as far as she knew, he was here representing her church.\n\nRex was better at hiding his contempt, smiling at her. \"Thank you.\" He stepped inside, and looked around. The inside was even more overly decorated for show than the outside, with shelves that had some fancy plates and pictures more than books. He noticed the pictures were all of her at certain events, and a lot of awards were displayed with them. All of them for her, of course. Not a single picture of her son was to be found. Of course, there were also several Deleth displays on the wall, either the seven-pointed star or some depiction of a saint. Apparently she missed the part of the Orthodoxy's teachings where pride was considered a bad thing.\n\nHe turned to her. \"Where is Peter? I think it would be best to get started right away.\"\n\nShe nodded. \"Yes, I think that would be best. He is praying in his room.\" She pointed to a set of stairs. \"Second floor, third door on the right.\"\n\n\"Thank you.\" He turned to move up the stairs, and found her following him. He paused, turning back to her. \"Ah, I'd like to start this with just him.\"\n\nShe scowled. \"He's my son! I have the right to be there to make sure you do your job properly and fix him!\"\n\nIt took a lot of effort not to attack right there, but he wanted to get the kid in on all of this. \"What we have to talk about is between him, myself, and our god. But I assure you, you will be involved after I have a talk with him.\"\n\nThe rotund woman let out a heavy sigh, rolling her eyes. \"Fine. Just be quick about it!\"\n\nHe nodded and continued to head up the stairs. When he got to the door, he knocked. \"Peter? It's Rex.\"\n\nHe heard a gasp and a thud, followed by hurried steps. The door opened a moment later and the younger boy stood before him, smiling wide. He was dressed in what looked like a freshly pressed blue suit, the collar of the white shirt so starched it looked sharp enough to cut into his neck, and a red bowtie. \"Hey! You came!\" He suddenly caught himself, leaning out to look around the hall.\n\n\"She's still downstairs. I wanted to talk to you first. Just us.\"\n\n\"Oh. Okay!\" He stepped out of the way. \"C'mon in.\" Rex nodded, stepping into the room. It was... very empty. A bed with a plain blue sheet, a desk with a plain wooden chair, and nothing on the walls but the beige paint. Peter closed the door behind him and turned, smiling at Rex. \"So... um... what did you want to talk about?\"\n\nRex took a deep breath and let it out. \"Oh, y'know. Stuff.\" He hopped up to sit on the bed, gripping at his tie and loosening it, then slipping the jacket off and setting it down beside himself. \"Mmph, this suit is really stuffy.\" He nodded at the boy. \"You don't look super comfortable in yours, either. Go ahead and get outta that thing.\" Peter stared at him, though there was a slight blush on his cheeks. \"I meant relax.\" Rex smirked. \"Though if you'd be more comfortable with even less on, I won't complain.\"\n\nPeter flinched, but did laugh slightly, if awkwardly. \"Ah... p-probably shouldn't do that...\" He did still pull his bowtie off, setting it on his desk. He also unbuttoned the top of his shirt as he sat down beside Rex. \"So... are you really going to... y'know...?\"\n\n\"Kill your mother?\" Peter nodded. \"Yup. Every word she says just makes me want to break every bone in her body all the more.\" He frowned. \"You know, even Father Korram said she's a horrible woman. She's even gotten on the nerves of priests!\"\n\n\"Yeah... I'm not surprised. She's... always like that.\" He cleared his throat. \"She didn't... say anything about you... uh... being a hybrid, did she? She's... not a fan of mixed species...\"\n\n\"She hasn't said anything directly, but she's been pretty open about her dislike of me. Feeling's mutual.\" He tilted his head. \"Were you still thinking of being there for it? It won't be pretty. And I'm going to do things to her that are... well, kind of super illegal.\"\n\n\"More illegal than murder?\"\n\nRex flashed his big, toothy grin. \"Definitely. But if you stay here in your room, you could just claim that you didn't know what was going on, or you were too scared to stop me. If you get involved... you'll have to go on the run.\"\n\n\"Oh... Well, I mean... I don't know where I'll go after...\" He went quiet for a long moment. \"You're... not going to kill me, too, are you?\"\n\n\"Hadn't planned on it. Unless you want me to.\"\n\nPeter shook his head. \"N-no! Why would I want you to kill me?\"\n\nHe shrugged. \"Lotta people are into that kinda thing.\"\n\n\"Really?\"\n\n\"Yup. Whole loads of people think it's sexy to be killed. You'd be surprised.\" He waved his hand. \"But don't worry. I wasn't planning on doing anything to you unless you like... freaked out and changed your mind and tried to stop me or something. Then I'd have no choice.\"\n\nThe boy let out a soft sigh of relief. \"Oh. Okay... I-I don't want to stop you.\"\n\n\"Good.\" Rex thought a moment. \"Did have a question. How old are you?\"\n\nPeter blinked. \"Uh... I just turned 12 last month. Is... that important?\"\n\nRex shook his head. \"No, not really. I was just curious. I'm 14, by the way.\"\n\n\"Oh... okay... I-I wondered if you really were about my age or just... looked really young... S-so kids really can be champions?\"\n\nRex shrugged. \"It seems like it. Don't think the gods care as long as you fit their whole vibe.\" He smirked. \"Though now that I think about it, there is one thing I wanted to do to you.\"\n\nPeter tensed up, suddenly apprehensive again. \"W-what?\" Without saying a word, Rex leaned in closer. Before the boy could lean too far away, he pressed his lips up against the younger otter's mouth, giving him a kiss. Peter froze, tensing up even more, though after a long moment, relaxed to the point of almost melting.\n\nWhen Rex pulled back, he saw the blush on the boy's face had grown even more. \"That.\" He reached out and brushed the boy's cheek. \"You're cute when you blush.\"\n\n\"Th... thank you...\" Peter's voice was soft, but held a little giddiness to it. He also leaned into the fingers against his face. \"Um... j-just so you know, I've... never done anything more than... y'know... what you just did...\"\n\n\"I figured.\" He pat the boy's leg. \"There will be time to show you more later. For now, we should go take care of your mom.\" He glanced at the boy's closet, wondering something. \"You said you played baseball, right?\"\n\nPeter blinked at the abrupt shift in topic. \"Um... y-yes. Why?\"\n\n\"Do you have your own bat?\"\n\nPeter looked where Rex was looking, then looked back. \"Oh. Yeah. I do have one in there. Why?\" He wasn't quite following the killer's logic.\n\n\"Oh, just had a thought. A friend I made not too long ago told me about how to use one in some interesting ways.\" Sam, a fellow D-Gen killer, had told him about different ways to hit someone with a bat to kill them quickly or slowly. He kind of wanted to try some of that out. \"Think I could use it? I might break it, though.\"\n\nPeter nodded, slipping off of the bed and heading to his closet, retrieving the wooden bat. \"It's okay. I don't think I'm going to be going back to the team after this...\" As he handed it over to Rex, he got an odd look.\n\nRex took the bat and inspected it. A few scuffs here and there from being used, but it looked sturdy enough. Though he also noticed the odd expression Peter was giving him. \"You look like you want to ask me something.\"\n\nPeter shook his head. \"I-it's nothing. It's just a stupid idea...\"\n\n\"Nah, go ahead and ask.\"\n\n\"AH... w-well... I was... wondering... after this... could I go with you? W-wherever you're going is probably better than here!\"\n\nRex frowned a little. \"I dunno. I'm just kind of traveling.\" He saw the disappointed look on the boy's face. \"But tell you what. After we snuff your mom, we can head back to the hotel I'm staying at. You can stay there with me until I leave in a few days. We can talk about it then. If nothing else, I can give you some pointers on how to survive on your own and you can do your own traveling. Sound good?\"\n\nPeter nodded. \"Yeah! Th-that sounds great!\"\n\nRex smiled. He could tell the boy definitely had a crush on him. The kiss probably didn't help matters, nor did Rex's open flirting. Standing back up, he gripped the bat by the handle. \"And I'll show you some other stuff while we're there, too.\" He winked at the boy, making him blush once again. \"But first things first.\" He slapped the bat against his palm. \"I've got a bad mommy to punish.\"\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\nKaren was sitting in an overstuffed chair, reading a well-read book. Rex didn't even need to get a good look to know it was Orthodoxy scripture. When she heard the boys coming down the stairs, she set the book down on the coffee table and came over to the stairs, only to frown when she saw Rex holding the baseball bat. And that the boys' clothing was looser than before. Rex hadn't bothered to put the suit jacket back on, either. \"I agreed to let you come over here so you could get rid of my son's evil thoughts! Not so you could go play baseball! How is playing a stupid game going to fix him?\"\n\nRex's smile faded quickly, replaced by a hard scowl. \"We're not going to play a game. And there is nothing about your son to fix. You're the broken one here.\"\n\nThe woman flinched as if she was struck, making an overly dramatic gasp. \"How [i]DARE[/i] you speak to me like that!\" She stomped her foot, making her heel clack against the floor. \"You leave this house right this instant! And you'd better believe I'm going to be telling Father Korram all about your fowl behavior, you filthy mixblood tra-\" Her insult was cut off by a grunt and a louder [b]THUD[/b] as Rex swung the bat up, cracking it against her head. She was sent to the side, crashing into one of the displays, bouncing off and collapsing to the floor. Several of the pictures and awards tumbled off of the shelves, clattering or crashing onto the floor beside her as she clutched her now bleeding head.\n\n\"Shut up! I'd call you a fat sow, but that would be an insult to a very nice cow I met.\" He pointed the bat down at the woman. \"You've been judged, and I find you to be a very, [i]very[/i] bad mommy! You should have been thankful to [i]your[/i] god for giving you such a nice boy! But you only care about yourself.\" He smiled, a wide, toothy, unfriendly, hungry smile. \"But I'm thankful to my god that I get to do this.\"\n\nShe panted, blood pouring out of her nose. \"W-who... what... H-how d-dare you!\" She tried to push herself up, but the bat came down again, cracking against her skull once more. Blood splattered against the floor and wall as her body jerked. Her insults were replaced by pained screams as she clutched at her face. Rex gripped the bat hard, aiming carefully, and swinging down again. The tip struck the side of her head, and there was an audible crack this time as it slightly sunk in, shattering a part of her skull. Sam had taught him where was the best place to hit to do massive damage that didn't instantly kill someone. He smiled as he saw he did it right.\n\nKaren flopped on the ground, trembling and shaking, but none of it was with any focus or control. Blood poured from her nose and mouth, several of her teeth having been knocked loose. Her right eye, on the side he struck, was bloodshot, the left twitching oddly. \"Huh. It worked. Neat!\"\n\nPeter stepped closer, looking around Rex at his mother. \"She's... still alive...? Why is she shaking like that?\"\n\n\"Massive brain damage.\" The woman tried to say something, but couldn't seem to control her mouth properly, so all that came out was an incoherent babble... that somehow still sounded pissed off. \"Yeah, whatever you say.\"\n\n\"S-so... are you going to kill her now?\" That got a gasp and more babble from the woman.\n\n\"Not yet.\" He crouched and picked up one of the awards. It said it was for some kind of pamphlet writing event or something, given as some acknowledgment that she had donated a lot of money. Rex didn't care about that, what he cared about was its shape, a long, thin pen made of bronze mounted on the base. He crouched down and set the thing beside her head, pressing the end against the base of her ear. \"So, you really love your awards, huh? All full of yourself.\" She tried to... well, he didn't quite know what she was trying. Her hands kind of twitched his his general direction, she babbled something spiteful, and her left eye glared at him, but that was about all he got. \"Whatever.\" He stood up and put one foot on her chest, lifting the bat up, then swinging it down, not at her head, but at the trophy he had set down. It struck the base and drove the metal pen into her, right through her skull and piercing into her brain.\n\nThe reaction was instant. Rex had to step off of and away as she started to go completely wild. Her large body started to thrash, arms slapping at the ground, legs kicking wildly, and thick tail thrashing back and forth. He stared for a moment, but then grinned as a very distinct scent came to his nose, and he laughed. \"Oh. Oh, this is good! I've always wanted to try this, see if it was true!\"\n\nPeter looked a little apprehensive as he stared at his thrashing mother. \"W-what is? What's happening?\"\n\nRex grinned. \"Hang on.\" He set the bat down as he crouched again, extending his claws to rip the woman's dress open. He tore a line up to her hip, revealing a set of plain white panties, the crotch soaked. He pointed. \"She's totally cumming! HA! I've heard about that happening, and wanted to try for a long time!\" He giggled as he started to work on pulling open her blouse next.\n\n\"C-coming... where?\" Peter was confused.\n\nRex quirked an eyebrow, but realized he probably didn't know anything about sex. \"Ah. You've probably never touched yourself, have you?\" Peter shook his head. \"Right, so, when you have sex or touch yourself, when you climax, it's called cumming. Feels really great, but I'm sure she probably thought it was some kind of sin or whatever. Orthodoxy cunts like her have a strange idea that sex is evil.\" He finished pulling her blouse open, revealing her soft, round belly, and impressive breasts, held in a plain beige bra with no frills. Rex smirked. \"Oh...\" He gripped at the bra, and instead of trying to open it, just yanked to snap it and let her big tits flop free. \"Yeah! Awesome!\" As the cloth slid away, it revealed that her tits were drooling milk. Not quite spraying like he loved to see, but it was still a rare treat.\n\n\"W-what's... that? Milk?\"\n\nRex nodded. \"Yeah. Normally only mommies make it just after having a kid. But sometimes, they'll squirt when they die.\" He pointed. \"C'mon and have a taste.\"\n\n\"T-taste?\"\n\nHe nodded. \"Promise, it's really good stuff!\"\n\nPeter hesitantly stepped over, careful not to step in any of the splashes of blood, then got down to he knees. He leaned down and very hesitantly flicked his tongue out to taste the drooling milk, then blinked. \"Oh... that's... wow, that is good!\" He leaned down to lick at it some more.\n\nRex smiled. \"Just wrap your mouth around her nipple and suck, you'll get even more.\" He ran his hand down along the woman's belly, until it was at her panties. \"I'm gonna play with something else.\" Peter nodded, leaning back down to suckle upon his mother's drooling tit. She was still shaking and twitching, her hips even bucking a little as Rex yanked here panties down her short, stumpy legs. She had kicked her heels off during her thrashing at some point, too. Looking back between her legs, he saw her pussy lips quivering and clenching as her body still seemed to be locked into the orgasm from the brain damage. Juices still drooled out, even squirted a bit when she clenched.\n\nPeter looked up in time to see Rex pulling his pants down and revealing his hard cock. The boy flinched, staring at the hybrid. \"W-what... are you... d-doing...?\"\n\nRex smiled as he crouched down between Karen's trembling legs. \"I'm gonna fuck her.\" He got closer, rubbing his tip against her quivering lips, then shoved inside. She was surprisingly tight... or maybe not surprising. She likely hadn't gotten laid much, too uptight. Her inner walls also kept squeezing around him as he thrust deep. \"Mm... well, she's good for something at least.\" He started to hump at her, his tail swishing behind him. \"If you wanna have some fun, too, go ahead.\" He pointed. \"Rub your dick between her tits. Promise it'll feel great!\"\n\nPeter nodded slowly. Rex hadn't lied to him yet, as far as he knew. So he stood and hesitantly started to strip himself. His pants fell away, and after a moment of doubt, he pulled his briefs down, revealing his own cock. It was also hard already, but not as big as Rex's. He moved to straddle his mother's shoulders, resting his cock between her big breasts. \"So... l-like this?\" He pushed forward, moaning softly. It did feel pretty good.\n\n\"Yeah. Squeeze 'em around you.\" Peter nodded, holding his mother's tits and mashing them together. He moaned louder as he started to thrust between them, much like how Rex as thrusting into her pussy. \"Yeah. Keep going. You'll feel it building up. Just let it happen!\" He gripped at Karen's hips, thrusting harder into her. \"Mmmph. I'm gonna give your bad mommy a big load, too!\" His hips smacked against hers, her inner walls still quivering around him, but getting tighter in response to his entry.\n\nPeter started to pant, his hips moving almost on their own. \"S-something's... it... it feels...\"\n\n\"Let it happen. Keep going.\" He smiled as the younger boy panted and groaned, thrusting even harder between his mommy's big tits. Suddenly he let out a surprised sound as he experienced his first orgasm. His cock twitched and jerked, spitting cum out onto his mother's undulating belly. \"Yeah! Just like that!\" Rex started to thrust harder, working himself to his own climax. \"I'm gonna do that inside her!\" He grit his teeth as the pressure rose, \"Here we go! Take my mixblood cum, you bad mommy!\" He slammed forward and came deep, blasting his seed into her deep.\n\nPeter fell back onto the floor as his legs gave out, cock still twitching and drooling a little. He watched as Rex came, blushing quite a bit. It was hard for him to describe why, but watching it made his cock twitch a little. Rex moaned and kept thrusting, making sure to dump as much as he could into her. He looked down at his mother, her face twitching constantly. Blood still drooled out of her mouth and nose, her eyes looking in different directions, but she still tried to speak. He wondered just what she was thinking... if anything. A big spike of metal jammed into her brain, the other side damaged from the bat, her thoughts must be really strange.\n\nHe reached out and touched the award still jammed into her skull. A sudden anger took him over and he grit his teeth. He gripped the thing and pulled it out, a splash of blood following, her body jerking. He flipped it over, grabbing it by the award part, and slammed the granite base down against her head. She jerked, but he struck again. And again. Her forehead split, bleeding even more, and he struck again. He bashed at her head and face, until the award broke, the base clattering away. He flinched as a hand touched his shoulder, and he realized he was crying. Turning, he saw Rex smiling at him.\n\nThe hybrid held out the bat. \"You want to use this instead? Or should I do it?\"\n\nPeter stood up, sniffling and wiping tears from his eyes. \"Y-you... do it...\"\n\nRex nodded, but still leaned over and gave the boy a kiss on his cheek. \"Stand back.\" Peter nodded, stepping back and watching as Rex raised the bat up. He swung it down hard, smashing it into Karen's head. Her body jerked hard, and there was a wet crunch. He struck again, and she jerked even harder, her tits squirting a little. And the third strike, the woman started to piss herself, urine spraying out of her as she completely lost any control. The sound was a wet, squelching sound on the fourth and fifth strike. The bat cracked on the sixth, and completely broke on the eighth and final blow. Rex panted heavily, arms aching a little.\n\nPeter didn't have to ask if she was dead. His mother's head had been reduced to a bloody mash of shattered bone and crushed brain matter splattered all over the floor. Her body still twitched a little, but it no longer thrashed like before. He stared at Rex for a long moment. The hybrid had looked so angry as he attacked, a fury he had only ever seen in his nightmares... and in himself. And now the source of that fury was dead, broken, bloody, and abused. He... wasn't sure what he was feeling. But it was overwhelming. Before he knew his body was moving, he was up against Rex and giving him a deep kiss.\n\nRex returned the kiss, even put an arm around the boy. But he did break the kiss, grinning. \"Guess you enjoyed that?\"\n\n\"I... don't know...\"\n\nRex smirked, shifted to rub his cock against Peter's, which was just as hard as his own. The boy gasped. \"Some part of you liked it.\" The otter blushed, but couldn't deny it, nodding slightly. Rex moved to stand over the bloody woman. \"C'mon, I'll show you how to jerk yourself off. Be sure and spray onto her tits. It'll be super funny.\" He reached down and started to stroke himself. Peter nodded, moving around to the other side and doing the same thing. He gasped as he was still sensitive. The two boys jerked off over the dead woman, Peter more interested in watching Rex. As the hybrid let out a groan and started to cum, Peter couldn't help but do the same, the sight of it pushing him over the edge. The two splattered their seed onto the dead mother's tits and belly, Rex leaving considerably more than Peter.\n\nRex smiled. \"Good job. Normally, I'd fuck her some more, but I don't think she deserves it. She was a bad mommy. Doesn't deserve a good death.\"\n\n\"A... good death?\"\n\nHe smiled. \"I'll explain later. Right now, we should get cleaned up. Let's go take a shower, then I'll go buy you some lunch and we can go back to the hotel and...\" His words trailed off as he saw a strange look the boy was giving him. \"What?\"\n\n\"You're... not going to do that to me, are you?\"\n\nRex sighed. \"I told you I wasn't. I was only going to hurt you if you forced me to. But you aren't gonna do that, right?\" Peter shook his head quickly. \"So you're fine. In fact, I'm kinda happy you enjoyed this. I'll show you all sorts of fun stuff later once we get to the hotel. I'll show you all about this awesome site called D-Gen and-\" He blinked. \"Oh, shit.\" He looked around, then moved to where he had left his pants. Pulling his phone out, he started to take pictures of Karen's body, making sure to get close up shots of all the cum splattered onto her, and his load drooling from her messy pussy. \"Almost forgot. Gotta get pics to upload later, too.\"\n\nPeter was more confused than ever now, but he knew Rex would explain it to him. Despite everything that he just did and how overwhelming this all was, a part of him was actually happy. He was finally free of his mother's control, and he met a really cute, if kind of scary boy that he was pretty sure he liked. And a divine champion, too! While he believed in Deleth, and all the other gods, he was never really a big follower of the Orthodoxy's teachings. But if this was the kind of thing that Thenitas was all about, then... maybe he could follow that god instead.\n\nRex nodded once he was done. \"There. C'mon. Let's go take a shower, then we can get some food.\" He held out a hand, and Peter smiled, taking it. \"And I'll show you some other fun things while we wash up.\" Peter blushed, but his cock did still twitch a little, just knowing he was going to learn a whole lot more from the violent hybrid than he could ever learn on his own. Even if Rex didn't take him when he left, he was going to enjoy their time together.\n\n[center]* * *[/center]", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "
Rex's World Tour

Prey Away

By XP Author


Rex stared up at the front of the massive building in front of him. St. Patrice's Cathedral stood tall, at least in the front, rising as a huge bell tower, all in a neoclassical design. A stained glass window sat mid-way up the tower, depicting a shining star with seven points. It was a somewhat famous church for the Deleth Orthodoxy, both for its design, and the fact it had withstood the often unpredictable weather of New Orleans. And its age. It was 185 years old, which wasn't that old compared to some of the nearly millennia old churches and castles in Europe, but for something in the USA, that was pretty old.

The tiger/rabbit hybrid, or tabbit as he now called himself, was supposed to transfer busses in New Orleans, then head on to Austin, Texas, but he decided to stay a few days and check the city out. This church was one he wanted to see. It was nothing compared to the monolithic Deleth cathedral in Alta Ferro, but everything in AF was bigger. He wondered if this one had a secret Zanduchi cult running it, too. It was possible. Back in the middle ages the Deleth Orthodoxy was trying to claim that Deleth was the only god, most of the other gods' worshipers went into hiding. Zandites hid right in plain sight, often running the Deleth churches and holding secret ceremonies for their darker god. The first recorded Gathering of Champions, people like him who had been chosen by the gods, happened during the Renaissance specifically to prove otherwise. He wondered if there was a church to Thenitas somewhere in town. He knew there was one just outside of Austin he was planning to visit. It was in a town just north of Austin proper called Cedar Park.

Hefting the bag over his shoulder a little, he walked into the cathedral. Sounds seemed to echo around him, like a music hall. He half-expected to hear pipe organ music or people singing some hymn, but it was fairly quiet, other than the echoed noise from outside or low talking from a few people inside. A small pedestal sat at the center of the entry room, with clear water in a basin at the top. Stepping closer, he figured it was holy water. He looked into it, seeing his own reflection... and the water started to slightly swirl on its own, subtly reacting to him being Thenitas' champion. Though he wasn't sure if that was Thenitas' or Deleth's doing. He smirked all the same. "Cute." He still dipped a finger into the water and touched it to his mouth, a typical ritual. Deleth was the god of creation and words, having spoken the universe and the other first gods into being. Or so the story went. There was much contention about Zanduchi's origin.

Stepping farther into the main portion of the church, he found rows of pews on either side of a red carpet, all leading to a slightly raised dais with a pulpit at the center where a priest would give sermons on Sundays. A few of the priests, nuns, and other disciples were walking around. One priest in particular, an older boar, seemed to be getting more attention than the others. Rex figured he was probably the guy in charge around here. He was dressed like all the other priests, in a plain but nice black suit, with a single piece of white at his neck where the collar of the shirt closed. A star with seven points hung around his neck by a string of wooden beads.

Rex smiled as one of the nuns saw him, but he didn't go over to speak to her, instead sitting in one of the pews. Thankfully, she only smiled back and didn't approach him, either. A slender doe, she was kind of pretty, too, though he couldn't quite tell more about her physique under her loose nun robes. He wondered how much trouble he'd get in if he tried to go after her... Probably a lot. Still tempting. Instead, he turned his attention to the murals on the walls. They were ornate and well maintained, depicting various scenes from the stories of Deleth champions in the past. Though the Orthodoxy called them saints instead of champions. Saint Patrice was of course one of the ones shown most predominately, as the church was named for him. He was shown giving some kind of blessing to people kneeling in front of him. The man was supposedly credited with bringing the Orthodoxy to Ireland back in the 400's AD or something.

"No, you will bless yourself properly, young man!" His observations were interrupted by a loud voice behind him, echoing around the halls. He, and many others, turned to look at the source. A short, somewhat rotund otter was standing with her hands on her hips, glaring at a younger otter with the same tan fur and brown hair. The boy she was scolding looked a bit younger than Rex, maybe 11 or 12. Both were dressed in fancy clothing, the woman in an expensive red and white dress, the boy in a blue suit, complete with tie. Though he looked uncomfortable in the clothing. "Do it right!"

"Yes, ma'am." The boy nodded, keeping his eyes cast down and away from what Rex assumed was his mother. He did the ritual with the water that Rex had earlier, touching it to his lips.

"Good." She huffed and snatched the boy's arm by the wrist and practically dragged him further inside. Rex quirked an eyebrow as she passed. She shot him a look of almost disgust, but kept moving without saying anything to him. Instead, she half-thrust the boy at her side into one of the seats. "Now, you will sit here, and you will pray! You pray that Deleth forgives you for those wicked, evil thoughts!"

"Yes, ma'am." The boy responded, in the same emotionless, almost broken tone as before. He lowered his head and closed his eyes, clasping hands in front of himself. Rex could tell the kid was just going through the motions... somehow. Probably another part of being a champion. Real prayers had power. This kid wasn't actually praying.

Not that he blamed the boy after what he heard the mother say next. "And you pray that he fixes you! I'll not have a faggot for a son!" It was all Rex could do to keep himself from launching out of his seat and clawing the woman's face open when he heard that. "I honestly don't know where I went wrong to deserve this. You must have gotten it from your father! There's never been anyone gay on my side of the family!"

His claws still dug into his palms as he clenched a fist. "Bad mommy." He muttered under his breath. He had a particular hatred for them. It was a good thing she had her back to him, because he was giving her a glare that could kill.

When she was satisfied the boy was sufficiently placated and praying, she huffed. "You sit there and keep praying as hard as you can. I'm going to go talk to Father Korram." Rex was shocked back to the moment. He knew that name! Possibly. KorramBoaram was one of the D-Gen members he had seen comment on a few videos. He smirked slightly. He might have to go say hi later. Looking up, he saw the boar get a momentary expression of dread as the otter started to saunter over, but he quickly masked it with a forced smile as he engaged with her.

With the woman away and talking to the priest, Rex picked up his bag and stood up. He moved over and sat down next to the young boy. "Hey."

The kid glanced up, giving him an awkward smile. "H-hello..." He went back to playing at praying again.

Rex leaned over, speaking low. "You don't have to pretend to pray. She can't see you."

The kid flinched. "I-I'm... n-not pretending!"

"Yeah you are. I can tell." He nudged the kid's arm gently. "Not judging you, either. You have nothing to ask forgiveness for, and nothing to fix. Your mom is just being... really dumb."

The kid's shoulders slumped a little. "She... um... j-just w-wants to make sure I'm... n-not... wrong or bad, or evil..."

Rex sighed slightly. "You're not any of those things just for being gay."

The kid's head snapped to look right at him. "I'm not gay!"

The tabbit smirked. "I'm not judging you. And I don't think the gods are, either. In fact, I'm sure the gods don't care about any of that."

"H-how can you be sure?" There was a note of hope in the kid's voice.

Rex thought for a second. He glanced to the side, making sure the mother was still talking to the priest. Looking back to the kid, he smiled. "You want to know a secret?" The boy nodded, so Rex leaned in closer, whispering into his ear. "I'm a divine champion." The kid flinched, leaning away in surprise and disbelief. Rex swung his tail around to show off the tiger stripes that swirled along the length instead of sitting across like normal. "Not of Deleth. Of Thenitas. That's his mark."

The young otter reached out and touched one of the spiraling stripes. "Really?" Rex nodded. "Wow... that's... awesome!"

"Yeah, it is." He sat up more properly. "And I'm bi, yet still a divine champion. So I can tell you with authority that your mom is speaking a bunch of horseshit." The kid flinched again, but giggled. He held his hand out. "I'm Rex, by the way."

The kid took his hand. "Peter."

"Nice to meet you, Peter."

"Y-yeah, nice to meet you, too!" The boy smiled at him, a bit more relaxed now. "So... what... does a divine champion actually do?"

Rex shrugged. "Depends on the champion and their god. Mine just wants me to keep the world fun and a bit chaotic. Make sure things don't get boring." He glanced at the mother again, who was still speaking to the priest. Though it looked like she was speaking at him rather than to him. The poor boar was doing his best to remain polite and listen to whatever she was going on about. Probably complaining about her son, among other things. She seemed the type to complain about every little thing. "Though sometimes dealing with certain people is required..."

The boy tilted his head, not quite sure he understood. "Um... okay..." He cleared his throat. "So... do you... live around here?"

Rex shook his head. "Nah. I'm from Alta Ferro, but I'm traveling around the country right now. I just stopped here for a few days to check the city out. I've never been to New Orleans before."

Peter looked a little disappointed. "Oh... Thought it would be kinda cool to be friends with a champion..."

He smirked. "We can still be friends. Though you should keep me being a champion secret." The kid perked back up at that, nodding happily. "What do you like to do? Y'know, for fun? Any video games you like?"

"Um... Mom doesn't let me play video games. Says they're a bad influence." Rex frowned. "We don't see movies either, unless they're... Orthodox ones..." Rex knew that was just another term for bad movies that were more about the religion than entertainment value. "But she does let me play baseball. I'm... not really any good, but I'm on a little league team... or... was..." he looked away. "Mom caught me giving one of the other boys a kiss and... I think she's banning me from playing anymore."

Rex blinked. "Wait, that's it? All you did was kiss another boy and now she thinks you're possessed by a devil or something?" Peter whimpered, but nodded. "So... you haven't even done anything more than that?" The kid shook his head again. Rex grunted, frowning. "Man, your mom is kind of a bitch."

He looked up in surprised. "She's..." He looked right into Rex's crimson eyes, and couldn't bring himself to lie to him. "Yeah... she's kind of always angry at me for something. Always angry at everyone."

"And thinks she's better than everyone?" The boy nodded. "Probably uses how she gives to the church or is some member of the community as a badge of honor?"

"Yeah, that exactly! She's always telling people that she's part of the PTA and school board!" He sounded surprised at how accurate Rex got it.

"I've seen bad mommies like her. They're the worst." He tilted his head. "What about your dad?"

"Oh..." Peter looked away. "He and mom got divorced when I was still really little. She fought really hard so that he can't visit me. Says that he was a bad man, but... I've heard stuff from other people. I think she drove him away, and he just couldn't fight it. I think he's still somewhere in the city, but... I dunno where he lives. Just that his name is Robert."

"Man, your mom sounds worse the more you tell me." He reached out and gently touched the kid's shoulder. "Don't worry. Things get better." He reached up a little, gently brushing the boy's cheek with a finger, and saw him get a blush. "Careful with that. Don't want your mom thinking you've found another cute boy to fancy." He giggled, and Peter couldn't help but giggle with him. "But you are cute."

Peter blushed more, looking away, but his thick tail thumped against the pew. "Thank you..."

Rex smiled. "Maybe I can find a way to convince your mom to let us spend some time together?"

"I... yeah. I think I'd like that..." He frowned a little. "Oh, but... I don't have a phone or a computer at home, so I dunno how we'll keep in touch once you leave."

Rex frowned again. "Not even a computer at home?" How the hell did anyone do anything without a computer in this day and age? "Let me guess. She thinks they're evil?"

"N-no... I mean, we have a computer, but Mom doesn't let me use it. Th-there's too many... bad influences online. So I can't chat online or anything."

"Ah, that makes more sense." He shook his head slowly. "Yeah, I'm definitely going to have to deal with her."

"What do you mean?"

Rex tensed up slightly. He didn't mean to say that out loud. "Ah... I mean... like... as a divine champion. Y'know, sacred duty and all that."

The young otter looked at him, then his eyes went wide. "Are you gonna smite my mom!?" He didn't sound afraid or even upset by that.

Rex smirked. "I guess you could call it that."

"Can I watch!?" The boy was suddenly very excited.

Rex laughed awkwardly. "I don't think you'll want to see what I'm going to do. It won't be pretty..."

"I... um..." Peter frowned, but then nodded, getting his face serious. "I... still want to see. I... kind of... hate her... so seeing her get a divine ret... retri..."

"Retribution?"

He nodded. "Yeah, that! She's always mean to me and yells at me and blames me for things. So I wanna see her get retributed."

Rex smirked. "Don't think that's a word, but... if you're sure. But I warned you."

"Okay." He frowned a little. "But how are you going to convince her to let us spend time together? She doesn't let me bring friends home..."

Rex looked over at the priest, who seemed to be in the process of extricating himself from the mother's presence, foisting her off on another unfortunate priest. "I think I might know a way."

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Rex found Father Korram talking to one of the nuns on the other side of the church. He stepped close and gently tugged the man's frock. "Excuse me."

"Just a moment, sister." He turned and looked down, only for his eyes to momentarily go wide with shock as he saw Rex. He recovered quickly enough. "Ah, hello, young one." He managed to keep his tone even as he gave a friendly smile. "What can I do for you today?"

Rex returned the smile. "I... wanted to... uh... confess things."

The nun, an older horse, frowned at him. "Father Korram is quite busy, young man. Another priest could help y-"

The boar gently interrupted her. "No, no, that is quite alright Sister Orisa. I'm not so busy that I cannot help a young man of our herd in need." The nun straightened up when he said the word 'herd' instead of flock. A signal that this was a member of the 'other' church. She simply nodded and backed away. Korram motioned to the confessionals. "Please, follow me." He led Rex over to the wooden booths. He got into the one with the door in the front, the priest getting into the one beside from behind. When Rex closed the wooden door, he found all of the echoing outside completely muffled by some kind of sound proofing. There was a soft cushion on the bench inside, too. The father's voice spoke through a mesh window between the booths, obscuring either from seeing the other through it. "I never expected to see you in my church, Mr. King."

Rex smiled at the nickname. "Well, I was just in town and wanted to see the place. Didn't think a member was running it."

"We serve the needs of our herd as well as our flock." He cleared his throat. "Though I must ask, you are not planning on using our church as a hunting ground, are you? We have ceremonies for such, but only those willing are prey within these walls. And not all of our sisters are aware of the second god that blesses us here, and even less of our followers know."

"Oh, um... kind of? But I'm not going after one of your nuns." He grinned. "I mean, that deer was pretty cute, so if she's willing..."

"Ah, I assume you mean young Sister Julia. No, I'm afraid she is not aware of Zanduchi's blessings."

Rex snapped his fingers. "Damn. Well, that's not what I wanted to talk to you about, anyway. No, I actually wanted to speak to you about that otter mommy and her son that are out th-"

"Karen!?" He sounded shocked.

He blinked. "Wait, is her name actually Karen?"

"Yes. She lives up to her name, too." The man cleared his throat, regaining his professional composure. "If she and her son are your target, then I will not get in your way. A shame about young Peter, he is a nice boy, but I understand how these things go. Perhaps be gentle with him. He has had a rough time living under his mother's roof."

"Actually, I was thinking of leaving Peter alive and well. He is nice. But that's what I wanted to talk to you about." Rex sat up a little. "So, I was hoping you might be able to help me find a way to convince his mom to let me go over to his house. Maybe something about a study group? Or maybe say I'm someone you helped... uh... 'fix' like she wants to do to him."

The boar let out a heavy sigh. "Yes, she was quite... animated about that. Seems to think Deleth has abandoned her boy because he might be gay. I know what the orthodoxy says about these things, but even before I came to Zanduchi, I found such a mindset very... unfortunate. To put it mildly." He let out a soft grunt. "I might be able to convince her you are one of our youth ministers in training. Part of the practice is to do some missionary work locally. Usually working food kitchens and charity events, but sometimes one-on-one sessions can be set up. They typically happen within the church..." He thought a moment. "However, if I say something about not wanting... ah... forgive me for this, but if I say that we would not want an... unclean boy such as Peter to be within our church, at least until after he is... 'fixed' at least... then perhaps she might allow a study session at her own house?" He cleared his throat. "Again, this is what I would tell her. I do not think there is anything wrong with the boy, or anyone else-"

Rex laughed. "Don't worry, I get it. Gotta keep up appearances and all that. I know you're not like that. I've seen you comment on videos with little boys, too."

The boar let out a relieved laugh. "Yes. Some of the older videos with you, in fact."

"Oh? I didn't know you watched my stuff."

He cleared his throat. "Ah, not... your newer content. These were the ones when you were... much younger."

Rex nodded. "OH! Those videos. The ones with big guys stuffing me?" He said this without a hint of shame.

The boar let out an awkward laugh. "Yes... those."

"Neat. I haven't gone back to those in a long time. Glad you enjoyed them, though!" He gave one of his big, toothy grins. Though he realized a moment later that the screen prevented the man seeing it. "Anyway, I think that can work. I'll let you do the talking to convince her. You are the Father here."

He laughed. "Yes. Though perhaps we should get you into something a little more fitting for the role. A t-shirt and jean shorts do not exactly give off the impression of a junior minister. We have a room with some more appropriate clothing. Changes in case one's current gets dirty for... any number of reasons." Rex smirked, thinking of quite a few ways one could get their clothes dirty. "I can have Sister Orisa show you to the room, she is also a fellow Zandite. While you get changed, I will..." He took a breath. "I will talk to Mrs. Marshal about our plan." He was obviously not looking forward to engaging with the woman again.

"Sounds good!"

Korram let out a soft sigh. "And Rex? Thank you in advance for ridding us of that horrid woman. She is a blight upon this church and this city."

The tabbit nodded, his face serious. "And she's a bad mommy!"

The boar chuckled. "Yes. And she's that."

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Rex stepped out of the the back room, now wearing probably the nicest clothing he'd ever worn. A black suit similar to the one the priests wore, but a little less fancy in its simplicity. The nun that had shown him the room had also helped dress him, and did nothing to hide the arousal at seeing him naked, though nothing more came from it. She also worked to pull the wild mass of black hair atop his head into some kind of tamed shape with a comb. When he looked in the mirror, he almost didn't recognize himself. As he stepped back out into the church itself, he heard Father Korram speaking to the mother and son near the entrance. As he got closer, Korram called out gently. "Ah, here he is now. Rex, come here, please."

Rex resisted giving one of his huge smiles, trying to act more proper as he stepped over. "Hello, Father Korram." He did give a slight smile to the young otter, who was staring almost slack-jawed. "Hello again, Peter."

"Uh... h-hi... again." The boy stammered back.

Karen somehow managed to stare down her nose at Rex, even though she was almost the same height as him. "This boy? I saw him earlier. He didn't look like a youth minister. I've never seen him here before."

Korram smiled. "Rex is one of our newer members. But I assure you, he is up to the task. And as I mentioned, part of his training is missionary work. So I think this will be a good experience for both our young man, and your son." The boar's smile turned warm and trusting, something he definitely practiced to make it so easy. "I vouch for him personally."

Rex spoke up next. "And I have a lot of experience with younger boys and girls." He just didn't say what kind of experience.

Korram cleared his throat, rather pointedly. "Yes, he has worked with many young people. So I can assure you he will-"

Karen huffed. "Fine. As long as he can cure my poor son of his wicked thoughts, then I suppose I'll put up with having one of his kind around." She didn't have to say it for everyone present to know she meant hybrids. So she wasn't just homophobic, but xenophobic, too. Rex's claws dug into his palms again, but he managed to keep himself from clawing her face open.

Instead, he quoted something that he once heard. "Deleth welcomes all the faithful into his song."

The priest gave him a slightly surprised smile. "Well said. We do not judge species or origin here. And I assure you, Rex is the best young man for the task he is assigned. He is a hard worker."

She sighed, rolling her eyes. "Fine. Fine. As long as he does the job, that's all I care about." She turned to Rex and shot him a glare. "But if you don't fix my boy, then I'll be sure the church hears all about it!"

Rex just gave her a smile back. "I swear by my god that I will fix the problems in your home." From the corner of his eye, he saw Peter having to turn away to hide a smile and laugh. Thankfully, his mother didn't notice.

"Fine. You can come by tomorrow in the morning. 9am sharp!" She motioned to the priest. "You can get the address from Father Korram. I've run many of the church's charity events, so they have it on file." She said that like it was somehow supposed to be impressive. Without waiting for a response, she grabbed Peter's hand and started to drag him away. "Come now, Peter. We've got to get you ready. I'll not have you being unclean when someone from the church visits!"

Rex still waved. "I'll see you tomorrow, Peter." The boy waved back, only to be tugged harder by his mother.

As soon as they were out the front door, Korram let out a heavy sigh, his shoulders slumping. "Oh, I do hate that woman." He cleared his throat as Rex giggled. "Sorry, I shouldn't say such things in the open. Unbecoming of a man of my station." He turned to Rex. "I will give you her address. Do you have a way to get around the city, or will you need a ride of some kind? I could have one of our other ministers drive you if you need."

Rex shook his head. "Nah, I can make it. I can grab a rideshare if I need. Probably best not to get your church involved more than it needs."

"Yes... that is probably for the best." The man glanced at something behind Rex, but when he looked, all he saw was the basin behind him. "You can keep the clothes, by the way. It will help to sell your character more. And..." He smiled. "You can consider it a gift from the church to a champion."

Rex flinched. "How...?"

Korram nodded to the basin of water, which still swirled like a slowly draining sink. "The holy water has not been still since the moment you got close. I've only seen it once, when Deleth's own champion came to visit. Though it rippled like rain was dripping into it when he was here."

Rex tilted his head. "Huh. I haven't met any other champions yet." He pointed to his tail and the swirling stripes upon it. "Thenitas is mine."

"Ah. That seems fitting. I had wondered if you might be Zanduchi's, with your... profession." He gave a slight bow. "But I honor a divine chosen, no matter who the divine may be. And worry not, I will keep such a secret."

He felt a little awkward being bowed to. "Thanks. But don't need to worry. Thanks for the clothes, though! They'll help!"

"Indeed. Now, I assume you have some preparations to attend. But you are always welcome here, should you visit again." He put a hand on Rex's shoulder. "And please, do post at least some pictures. I look forward to seeing what fate you have in store for that horrid woman." Rex just shot him one of his big, toothy grins, his tail swishing excitedly behind him.

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Rex looked up at the house in front of him. Though maybe mansion was a better term for it. It was bigger than his own home, which had to house a dozen kids at one point. Three stories tall, pure white exterior with black trim, and a lawn that looked more manicured than most public parks. Rows of flowers lined the driveway up to the garage, and he suspected there were even more behind the house. More were in potted plants either set on or hanging from the porch. But it was a little too perfect, too evenly spaced and on display to be just a hobby or even passion. Everything about the place screamed attention seeker to him.

He was dressed in the nice suit the priest had given him, and had even made sure to comb his hair back and neat like before. It was a bit stuffy for his style, but he would put up with it for now. He had also left his bag in the hotel room, as it also didn't quite fit the role he was supposed to be playing right now. He felt a bit awkward without all his stuff close at hand, but he would deal with it. He stepped down the driveway, and along the path to the front door. Pressing the doorbell, he heard it chime in the tone of what he was pretty sure was a Deleth hymn. "Well, she's certainly dedicated to her part, at least."

It was a few moments before the door was pulled open. Karen stood before him, wearing clothing far too fancy for everyday wear. Her blouse was a light cream, buttoned up to her neck, her skirt a darker grey in contrast, hanging down to her ankles. Her black high heels clacked against the wooden floor, and she even had on a wide, black sun hat, covering only just enough of her brown hair to still show off the same almost-ornate bun it was tied into that she wore the day before. More of her Sunday best, despite it only being a Saturday. "You're here. Good." Stepping out of the way, she motioned for him to enter. "Come on inside, young man." Her tone was still condescending, despite that as far as she knew, he was here representing her church.

Rex was better at hiding his contempt, smiling at her. "Thank you." He stepped inside, and looked around. The inside was even more overly decorated for show than the outside, with shelves that had some fancy plates and pictures more than books. He noticed the pictures were all of her at certain events, and a lot of awards were displayed with them. All of them for her, of course. Not a single picture of her son was to be found. Of course, there were also several Deleth displays on the wall, either the seven-pointed star or some depiction of a saint. Apparently she missed the part of the Orthodoxy's teachings where pride was considered a bad thing.

He turned to her. "Where is Peter? I think it would be best to get started right away."

She nodded. "Yes, I think that would be best. He is praying in his room." She pointed to a set of stairs. "Second floor, third door on the right."

"Thank you." He turned to move up the stairs, and found her following him. He paused, turning back to her. "Ah, I'd like to start this with just him."

She scowled. "He's my son! I have the right to be there to make sure you do your job properly and fix him!"

It took a lot of effort not to attack right there, but he wanted to get the kid in on all of this. "What we have to talk about is between him, myself, and our god. But I assure you, you will be involved after I have a talk with him."

The rotund woman let out a heavy sigh, rolling her eyes. "Fine. Just be quick about it!"

He nodded and continued to head up the stairs. When he got to the door, he knocked. "Peter? It's Rex."

He heard a gasp and a thud, followed by hurried steps. The door opened a moment later and the younger boy stood before him, smiling wide. He was dressed in what looked like a freshly pressed blue suit, the collar of the white shirt so starched it looked sharp enough to cut into his neck, and a red bowtie. "Hey! You came!" He suddenly caught himself, leaning out to look around the hall.

"She's still downstairs. I wanted to talk to you first. Just us."

"Oh. Okay!" He stepped out of the way. "C'mon in." Rex nodded, stepping into the room. It was... very empty. A bed with a plain blue sheet, a desk with a plain wooden chair, and nothing on the walls but the beige paint. Peter closed the door behind him and turned, smiling at Rex. "So... um... what did you want to talk about?"

Rex took a deep breath and let it out. "Oh, y'know. Stuff." He hopped up to sit on the bed, gripping at his tie and loosening it, then slipping the jacket off and setting it down beside himself. "Mmph, this suit is really stuffy." He nodded at the boy. "You don't look super comfortable in yours, either. Go ahead and get outta that thing." Peter stared at him, though there was a slight blush on his cheeks. "I meant relax." Rex smirked. "Though if you'd be more comfortable with even less on, I won't complain."

Peter flinched, but did laugh slightly, if awkwardly. "Ah... p-probably shouldn't do that..." He did still pull his bowtie off, setting it on his desk. He also unbuttoned the top of his shirt as he sat down beside Rex. "So... are you really going to... y'know...?"

"Kill your mother?" Peter nodded. "Yup. Every word she says just makes me want to break every bone in her body all the more." He frowned. "You know, even Father Korram said she's a horrible woman. She's even gotten on the nerves of priests!"

"Yeah... I'm not surprised. She's... always like that." He cleared his throat. "She didn't... say anything about you... uh... being a hybrid, did she? She's... not a fan of mixed species..."

"She hasn't said anything directly, but she's been pretty open about her dislike of me. Feeling's mutual." He tilted his head. "Were you still thinking of being there for it? It won't be pretty. And I'm going to do things to her that are... well, kind of super illegal."

"More illegal than murder?"

Rex flashed his big, toothy grin. "Definitely. But if you stay here in your room, you could just claim that you didn't know what was going on, or you were too scared to stop me. If you get involved... you'll have to go on the run."

"Oh... Well, I mean... I don't know where I'll go after..." He went quiet for a long moment. "You're... not going to kill me, too, are you?"

"Hadn't planned on it. Unless you want me to."

Peter shook his head. "N-no! Why would I want you to kill me?"

He shrugged. "Lotta people are into that kinda thing."

"Really?"

"Yup. Whole loads of people think it's sexy to be killed. You'd be surprised." He waved his hand. "But don't worry. I wasn't planning on doing anything to you unless you like... freaked out and changed your mind and tried to stop me or something. Then I'd have no choice."

The boy let out a soft sigh of relief. "Oh. Okay... I-I don't want to stop you."

"Good." Rex thought a moment. "Did have a question. How old are you?"

Peter blinked. "Uh... I just turned 12 last month. Is... that important?"

Rex shook his head. "No, not really. I was just curious. I'm 14, by the way."

"Oh... okay... I-I wondered if you really were about my age or just... looked really young... S-so kids really can be champions?"

Rex shrugged. "It seems like it. Don't think the gods care as long as you fit their whole vibe." He smirked. "Though now that I think about it, there is one thing I wanted to do to you."

Peter tensed up, suddenly apprehensive again. "W-what?" Without saying a word, Rex leaned in closer. Before the boy could lean too far away, he pressed his lips up against the younger otter's mouth, giving him a kiss. Peter froze, tensing up even more, though after a long moment, relaxed to the point of almost melting.

When Rex pulled back, he saw the blush on the boy's face had grown even more. "That." He reached out and brushed the boy's cheek. "You're cute when you blush."

"Th... thank you..." Peter's voice was soft, but held a little giddiness to it. He also leaned into the fingers against his face. "Um... j-just so you know, I've... never done anything more than... y'know... what you just did..."

"I figured." He pat the boy's leg. "There will be time to show you more later. For now, we should go take care of your mom." He glanced at the boy's closet, wondering something. "You said you played baseball, right?"

Peter blinked at the abrupt shift in topic. "Um... y-yes. Why?"

"Do you have your own bat?"

Peter looked where Rex was looking, then looked back. "Oh. Yeah. I do have one in there. Why?" He wasn't quite following the killer's logic.

"Oh, just had a thought. A friend I made not too long ago told me about how to use one in some interesting ways." Sam, a fellow D-Gen killer, had told him about different ways to hit someone with a bat to kill them quickly or slowly. He kind of wanted to try some of that out. "Think I could use it? I might break it, though."

Peter nodded, slipping off of the bed and heading to his closet, retrieving the wooden bat. "It's okay. I don't think I'm going to be going back to the team after this..." As he handed it over to Rex, he got an odd look.

Rex took the bat and inspected it. A few scuffs here and there from being used, but it looked sturdy enough. Though he also noticed the odd expression Peter was giving him. "You look like you want to ask me something."

Peter shook his head. "I-it's nothing. It's just a stupid idea..."

"Nah, go ahead and ask."

"AH... w-well... I was... wondering... after this... could I go with you? W-wherever you're going is probably better than here!"

Rex frowned a little. "I dunno. I'm just kind of traveling." He saw the disappointed look on the boy's face. "But tell you what. After we snuff your mom, we can head back to the hotel I'm staying at. You can stay there with me until I leave in a few days. We can talk about it then. If nothing else, I can give you some pointers on how to survive on your own and you can do your own traveling. Sound good?"

Peter nodded. "Yeah! Th-that sounds great!"

Rex smiled. He could tell the boy definitely had a crush on him. The kiss probably didn't help matters, nor did Rex's open flirting. Standing back up, he gripped the bat by the handle. "And I'll show you some other stuff while we're there, too." He winked at the boy, making him blush once again. "But first things first." He slapped the bat against his palm. "I've got a bad mommy to punish."

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Karen was sitting in an overstuffed chair, reading a well-read book. Rex didn't even need to get a good look to know it was Orthodoxy scripture. When she heard the boys coming down the stairs, she set the book down on the coffee table and came over to the stairs, only to frown when she saw Rex holding the baseball bat. And that the boys' clothing was looser than before. Rex hadn't bothered to put the suit jacket back on, either. "I agreed to let you come over here so you could get rid of my son's evil thoughts! Not so you could go play baseball! How is playing a stupid game going to fix him?"

Rex's smile faded quickly, replaced by a hard scowl. "We're not going to play a game. And there is nothing about your son to fix. You're the broken one here."

The woman flinched as if she was struck, making an overly dramatic gasp. "How DARE you speak to me like that!" She stomped her foot, making her heel clack against the floor. "You leave this house right this instant! And you'd better believe I'm going to be telling Father Korram all about your fowl behavior, you filthy mixblood tra-" Her insult was cut off by a grunt and a louder THUD as Rex swung the bat up, cracking it against her head. She was sent to the side, crashing into one of the displays, bouncing off and collapsing to the floor. Several of the pictures and awards tumbled off of the shelves, clattering or crashing onto the floor beside her as she clutched her now bleeding head.

"Shut up! I'd call you a fat sow, but that would be an insult to a very nice cow I met." He pointed the bat down at the woman. "You've been judged, and I find you to be a very, very bad mommy! You should have been thankful to your god for giving you such a nice boy! But you only care about yourself." He smiled, a wide, toothy, unfriendly, hungry smile. "But I'm thankful to my god that I get to do this."

She panted, blood pouring out of her nose. "W-who... what... H-how d-dare you!" She tried to push herself up, but the bat came down again, cracking against her skull once more. Blood splattered against the floor and wall as her body jerked. Her insults were replaced by pained screams as she clutched at her face. Rex gripped the bat hard, aiming carefully, and swinging down again. The tip struck the side of her head, and there was an audible crack this time as it slightly sunk in, shattering a part of her skull. Sam had taught him where was the best place to hit to do massive damage that didn't instantly kill someone. He smiled as he saw he did it right.

Karen flopped on the ground, trembling and shaking, but none of it was with any focus or control. Blood poured from her nose and mouth, several of her teeth having been knocked loose. Her right eye, on the side he struck, was bloodshot, the left twitching oddly. "Huh. It worked. Neat!"

Peter stepped closer, looking around Rex at his mother. "She's... still alive...? Why is she shaking like that?"

"Massive brain damage." The woman tried to say something, but couldn't seem to control her mouth properly, so all that came out was an incoherent babble... that somehow still sounded pissed off. "Yeah, whatever you say."

"S-so... are you going to kill her now?" That got a gasp and more babble from the woman.

"Not yet." He crouched and picked up one of the awards. It said it was for some kind of pamphlet writing event or something, given as some acknowledgment that she had donated a lot of money. Rex didn't care about that, what he cared about was its shape, a long, thin pen made of bronze mounted on the base. He crouched down and set the thing beside her head, pressing the end against the base of her ear. "So, you really love your awards, huh? All full of yourself." She tried to... well, he didn't quite know what she was trying. Her hands kind of twitched his his general direction, she babbled something spiteful, and her left eye glared at him, but that was about all he got. "Whatever." He stood up and put one foot on her chest, lifting the bat up, then swinging it down, not at her head, but at the trophy he had set down. It struck the base and drove the metal pen into her, right through her skull and piercing into her brain.

The reaction was instant. Rex had to step off of and away as she started to go completely wild. Her large body started to thrash, arms slapping at the ground, legs kicking wildly, and thick tail thrashing back and forth. He stared for a moment, but then grinned as a very distinct scent came to his nose, and he laughed. "Oh. Oh, this is good! I've always wanted to try this, see if it was true!"

Peter looked a little apprehensive as he stared at his thrashing mother. "W-what is? What's happening?"

Rex grinned. "Hang on." He set the bat down as he crouched again, extending his claws to rip the woman's dress open. He tore a line up to her hip, revealing a set of plain white panties, the crotch soaked. He pointed. "She's totally cumming! HA! I've heard about that happening, and wanted to try for a long time!" He giggled as he started to work on pulling open her blouse next.

"C-coming... where?" Peter was confused.

Rex quirked an eyebrow, but realized he probably didn't know anything about sex. "Ah. You've probably never touched yourself, have you?" Peter shook his head. "Right, so, when you have sex or touch yourself, when you climax, it's called cumming. Feels really great, but I'm sure she probably thought it was some kind of sin or whatever. Orthodoxy cunts like her have a strange idea that sex is evil." He finished pulling her blouse open, revealing her soft, round belly, and impressive breasts, held in a plain beige bra with no frills. Rex smirked. "Oh..." He gripped at the bra, and instead of trying to open it, just yanked to snap it and let her big tits flop free. "Yeah! Awesome!" As the cloth slid away, it revealed that her tits were drooling milk. Not quite spraying like he loved to see, but it was still a rare treat.

"W-what's... that? Milk?"

Rex nodded. "Yeah. Normally only mommies make it just after having a kid. But sometimes, they'll squirt when they die." He pointed. "C'mon and have a taste."

"T-taste?"

He nodded. "Promise, it's really good stuff!"

Peter hesitantly stepped over, careful not to step in any of the splashes of blood, then got down to he knees. He leaned down and very hesitantly flicked his tongue out to taste the drooling milk, then blinked. "Oh... that's... wow, that is good!" He leaned down to lick at it some more.

Rex smiled. "Just wrap your mouth around her nipple and suck, you'll get even more." He ran his hand down along the woman's belly, until it was at her panties. "I'm gonna play with something else." Peter nodded, leaning back down to suckle upon his mother's drooling tit. She was still shaking and twitching, her hips even bucking a little as Rex yanked here panties down her short, stumpy legs. She had kicked her heels off during her thrashing at some point, too. Looking back between her legs, he saw her pussy lips quivering and clenching as her body still seemed to be locked into the orgasm from the brain damage. Juices still drooled out, even squirted a bit when she clenched.

Peter looked up in time to see Rex pulling his pants down and revealing his hard cock. The boy flinched, staring at the hybrid. "W-what... are you... d-doing...?"

Rex smiled as he crouched down between Karen's trembling legs. "I'm gonna fuck her." He got closer, rubbing his tip against her quivering lips, then shoved inside. She was surprisingly tight... or maybe not surprising. She likely hadn't gotten laid much, too uptight. Her inner walls also kept squeezing around him as he thrust deep. "Mm... well, she's good for something at least." He started to hump at her, his tail swishing behind him. "If you wanna have some fun, too, go ahead." He pointed. "Rub your dick between her tits. Promise it'll feel great!"

Peter nodded slowly. Rex hadn't lied to him yet, as far as he knew. So he stood and hesitantly started to strip himself. His pants fell away, and after a moment of doubt, he pulled his briefs down, revealing his own cock. It was also hard already, but not as big as Rex's. He moved to straddle his mother's shoulders, resting his cock between her big breasts. "So... l-like this?" He pushed forward, moaning softly. It did feel pretty good.

"Yeah. Squeeze 'em around you." Peter nodded, holding his mother's tits and mashing them together. He moaned louder as he started to thrust between them, much like how Rex as thrusting into her pussy. "Yeah. Keep going. You'll feel it building up. Just let it happen!" He gripped at Karen's hips, thrusting harder into her. "Mmmph. I'm gonna give your bad mommy a big load, too!" His hips smacked against hers, her inner walls still quivering around him, but getting tighter in response to his entry.

Peter started to pant, his hips moving almost on their own. "S-something's... it... it feels..."

"Let it happen. Keep going." He smiled as the younger boy panted and groaned, thrusting even harder between his mommy's big tits. Suddenly he let out a surprised sound as he experienced his first orgasm. His cock twitched and jerked, spitting cum out onto his mother's undulating belly. "Yeah! Just like that!" Rex started to thrust harder, working himself to his own climax. "I'm gonna do that inside her!" He grit his teeth as the pressure rose, "Here we go! Take my mixblood cum, you bad mommy!" He slammed forward and came deep, blasting his seed into her deep.

Peter fell back onto the floor as his legs gave out, cock still twitching and drooling a little. He watched as Rex came, blushing quite a bit. It was hard for him to describe why, but watching it made his cock twitch a little. Rex moaned and kept thrusting, making sure to dump as much as he could into her. He looked down at his mother, her face twitching constantly. Blood still drooled out of her mouth and nose, her eyes looking in different directions, but she still tried to speak. He wondered just what she was thinking... if anything. A big spike of metal jammed into her brain, the other side damaged from the bat, her thoughts must be really strange.

He reached out and touched the award still jammed into her skull. A sudden anger took him over and he grit his teeth. He gripped the thing and pulled it out, a splash of blood following, her body jerking. He flipped it over, grabbing it by the award part, and slammed the granite base down against her head. She jerked, but he struck again. And again. Her forehead split, bleeding even more, and he struck again. He bashed at her head and face, until the award broke, the base clattering away. He flinched as a hand touched his shoulder, and he realized he was crying. Turning, he saw Rex smiling at him.

The hybrid held out the bat. "You want to use this instead? Or should I do it?"

Peter stood up, sniffling and wiping tears from his eyes. "Y-you... do it..."

Rex nodded, but still leaned over and gave the boy a kiss on his cheek. "Stand back." Peter nodded, stepping back and watching as Rex raised the bat up. He swung it down hard, smashing it into Karen's head. Her body jerked hard, and there was a wet crunch. He struck again, and she jerked even harder, her tits squirting a little. And the third strike, the woman started to piss herself, urine spraying out of her as she completely lost any control. The sound was a wet, squelching sound on the fourth and fifth strike. The bat cracked on the sixth, and completely broke on the eighth and final blow. Rex panted heavily, arms aching a little.

Peter didn't have to ask if she was dead. His mother's head had been reduced to a bloody mash of shattered bone and crushed brain matter splattered all over the floor. Her body still twitched a little, but it no longer thrashed like before. He stared at Rex for a long moment. The hybrid had looked so angry as he attacked, a fury he had only ever seen in his nightmares... and in himself. And now the source of that fury was dead, broken, bloody, and abused. He... wasn't sure what he was feeling. But it was overwhelming. Before he knew his body was moving, he was up against Rex and giving him a deep kiss.

Rex returned the kiss, even put an arm around the boy. But he did break the kiss, grinning. "Guess you enjoyed that?"

"I... don't know..."

Rex smirked, shifted to rub his cock against Peter's, which was just as hard as his own. The boy gasped. "Some part of you liked it." The otter blushed, but couldn't deny it, nodding slightly. Rex moved to stand over the bloody woman. "C'mon, I'll show you how to jerk yourself off. Be sure and spray onto her tits. It'll be super funny." He reached down and started to stroke himself. Peter nodded, moving around to the other side and doing the same thing. He gasped as he was still sensitive. The two boys jerked off over the dead woman, Peter more interested in watching Rex. As the hybrid let out a groan and started to cum, Peter couldn't help but do the same, the sight of it pushing him over the edge. The two splattered their seed onto the dead mother's tits and belly, Rex leaving considerably more than Peter.

Rex smiled. "Good job. Normally, I'd fuck her some more, but I don't think she deserves it. She was a bad mommy. Doesn't deserve a good death."

"A... good death?"

He smiled. "I'll explain later. Right now, we should get cleaned up. Let's go take a shower, then I'll go buy you some lunch and we can go back to the hotel and..." His words trailed off as he saw a strange look the boy was giving him. "What?"

"You're... not going to do that to me, are you?"

Rex sighed. "I told you I wasn't. I was only going to hurt you if you forced me to. But you aren't gonna do that, right?" Peter shook his head quickly. "So you're fine. In fact, I'm kinda happy you enjoyed this. I'll show you all sorts of fun stuff later once we get to the hotel. I'll show you all about this awesome site called D-Gen and-" He blinked. "Oh, shit." He looked around, then moved to where he had left his pants. Pulling his phone out, he started to take pictures of Karen's body, making sure to get close up shots of all the cum splattered onto her, and his load drooling from her messy pussy. "Almost forgot. Gotta get pics to upload later, too."

Peter was more confused than ever now, but he knew Rex would explain it to him. Despite everything that he just did and how overwhelming this all was, a part of him was actually happy. He was finally free of his mother's control, and he met a really cute, if kind of scary boy that he was pretty sure he liked. And a divine champion, too! While he believed in Deleth, and all the other gods, he was never really a big follower of the Orthodoxy's teachings. But if this was the kind of thing that Thenitas was all about, then... maybe he could follow that god instead.

Rex nodded once he was done. "There. C'mon. Let's go take a shower, then we can get some food." He held out a hand, and Peter smiled, taking it. "And I'll show you some other fun things while we wash up." Peter blushed, but his cock did still twitch a little, just knowing he was going to learn a whole lot more from the violent hybrid than he could ever learn on his own. Even if Rex didn't take him when he left, he was going to enjoy their time together.

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