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A campfire about gnomes and nymphs trying to live from the threat of angels.
[Introduction]
This is planned to be a harem story. Several years ago the main character Dodge became a Gnome thanks to a Goddess. The idea is that Gnomes are just male nature spirits. No element in particular. And that female nature spirits are Nymphs. And of course, Dodge will meet some nymphs and the story will become a harem.
A red haired young man with blue eyes stared at a flame that was in someone’s hand. His eyes showed fear as he hid inside a closet. Trying to cover himself in the shadows the boy grabbed at his blue jacket. He pulled up the collar as if trying to hide from the flame. His pale white skin was illuminated by the flame’s light and he scooted until his back pressed the clothes hanging from hangers to the back of the closet. His legs were covered in torn blue jeans with white socks sliding on the stone tiled floor.

The flame went out as a chime was heard. The person got up and walked away. A few minutes later the boy’s eyes saw a leg. The shaved tanned leg was extremely smooth and was illuminated by a flash light.

The closet door was slid open as the boy saw a woman. She had deeply tanned skin that was flawless. The boy looked up at the woman that wore a pink night dress made of a soft somewhat see through material.

The boy’s eyes focused on her blue hair and green eyes. She smiled at the boy as she aimed the flashlight near him. Her voice was a whisper as she asked him, “Dodge, do you need to stay in the closet for a little while?”

Dodge nodded as the woman smiled at him softly in a nurturing manner, “Alright, well, don’t do anything dumb. Go to bed soon.”

The woman closed the door as she walked away leaving Dodge in the closet. Dodge let the time pass for a while until he felt comfortable. He hugged himself and rested his chin on his knees. Just as he was about to fall asleep while hugging his knees he heard a knock.

Snapping his eyes open he listened for another knock. Standing up with a bit of a struggle he opened the closet with a slide. Stepping out he looked in the small hall that led to stairs on his left and in front of him it led to a living room. The knock was rapped again at the door on his right. The front door was where the knock was coming from.

Dodge walked to the door stepping carefully to make sure he didn’t cause too much noise. The floor was cold even with socks on Dodge’s feet. He got to the door as he went through the locks and turned the knob. Pulling on the door after a sigh he opened it listening to the pressure suck of the door being pulled open.

Standing outside the door was an older woman. The woman’s pale wrinkled skin was illuminated by the yellow porch light. The woman’s clouded brown eyes looked straight forward as she said with a raspy voice, “Can you let me in young man?”

Smiling Dodge saw the old woman had long silver tresses and wore a brown hoodie. In her hands was a cardboard sign that read a message that was torn apart. The long skirt was some kind of wool blanket made into a skirt by thread and knots. A can was worn on the belt by a hardware clip which was looped through by a drilled in hole to the side of the can. The clip was clipped to a sewn on belt loop that’s only purpose was to hold the can.

Dodge replied to her with silence as he stepped to the left. The woman asked Dodge with confusion, “Is that a yes?”

Dodge tapped softly three times on the door. Smiling the old woman walked past the threshold. After passing the threshold the woman heard the door close behind her. The pair walked with Dodge pulling on the old woman’s sleeve to the living room. Dodge tapped on the woman’s hand and tugged it.

The woman asked with more confusion at why the boy was being so quiet, “Do you need me to sit?”

Dodge barely squeaked out, but loud enough evidently for the woman’s ears to hear, “Yeah.”

The old woman sat down as she then said to him with a soft voice, “So, what is your most favorite activity Dodge?”

Dodge backed up with a gasp as he fell onto the floor. The woman said to him with a small smile, “I still got it after all these centuries. My name is Juno, you won’t know me. But, I can adopt you if you desire. And after I adopt you Dodge, you will become a Gnome. A spirit with a special power based off your most sought desire. Do you wish for this to happen?”

Dodge nodded as he saw her smile and heard her say as she reached for her can, “I know you wish to hide from all your fears and enemies, to never be found. Is that correct?”

Nodding with a perked brow, “How do you know these things?”

Smiling she pulled from her can a spark of light. Her face became more smooth and her hair brown. She said with clearing eyes to smile at him, “I know all about children.”

Throwing the spark at the boy she said to him with joy, “I hope you will live long and enjoy yourself. Be sure to see out other nature spirits.”

A flash of light bathed Dodge as he was blinded. He closed his eyes as he tried to hide behind his crossing arms. The jacket did nothing against the blinding light. The sleeve only protected him from one thing, the inhalation that caused his lungs to burn.

Dodge opened his eyes to see flames in the living room. Covering his mouth he opened the closet and walked on the floor. He saw that some of the stone tile floor was covered in flames. They were burning and making fumes that made Dodge’s head dizzy.

Coughing Dodge tried to make it outside. He saw the locks were still all done up and he turned around. That’s when he saw what he was afraid of.

The shiny laughing teeth of an older kid. Their face shadowed by the wet cloth they wore. But, Dodge knew the child was the one with the lighter that laughed as the building burned around them. He shouted at Dodge with happiness, “Now, there is no place to hide Dodge!”

Dodge covered himself with his arms as he opened his hands. As if he could hide from such a simple gesture. And that’s when heard the boy cry out in horror, “NO! HOW CAN YOU STILL HIDE? DON’T BE AFRAID! THERE’S NO NEED TO HIDE. COME OUT ALREADY! BE ADOPTED WITH ME AND DAIRA BY THE FLAMES!”

Dodge ran through the flames as they seemed to not touch him. Still half frightened out of his body he ran through the apartment to the back door. He got to the doggie door as he climbed through pushing the flap to the outside. Coughing he kept trying to get air to refill his lungs as he lost sight of the world except the grass.

Years later

Dodge sat at a table in a buffet restaurant. He ate a fish with a smile as he looked like he wasn’t paying attention to the world. Leaned back in the chair he have his left hand down with the hand open. He wore a brown leather jacket with a black a-shirt underneath that said in white letters “Ready or Not.”.

His right foot shook in its red kicks with the shoelace tips bouncing on the floor. The socks he wore with his black jean shorts were white. His knee pads were red with white H’s painted onto them. The left pade looked a bit more scuffed than the right and both of them covered his knees with shins.

Munching Dodge heard his cell phone beep as he stopped eating. He stood up as he pushed his chair in. As he made his way out the restaurant, waitresses and waiters seemed confused as where he even came from. He walked out the door just in time for the yelling of an employee, “Thief!”

Dodge got outside where he quickly blended in with the various walking people. One of the employees got outside as they asked, “Where did he go?”

The other employee asked as they got out, “What did he even look like?”

Dodge walked and looked at the cell phone. He saw the time and sighed as he got to a wall to lean on, “Welp, that was filling. Now, what should I do?”

A voice said above him making him smirk, “Perhaps you should die.”

Looking up Dodge said to the winged person floating in the air above the crowds of people, “Sorry, that’s not on the agenda. What busted me this time?”

The angel had white and black wings with the wings in two pairs. Their hair was silver with long tresses and some tied into a pair of twin tails. He looked very pretty for a guy Dodge had to admit. Too bad his dark red eyes only showed eyes that saw a future of spilt blood. The gold loin cloth with a white cross flapped in the wind.

Dodge said with a small smirk as the angel never spoke, “So, Hashmal, are we really going to do this?”

Hashmal had a boomerang of lightning appear as he threw it at Dodge, “Die Pagan filth!”

Dodge vanished from Hashmal’s view who seemed shocked from the vanishing boy. Dodge was standing on top of the 12 foot tall wall. He leaped off as he tackled the angel. Making contact Dodge forced the sky bound hunter to the pavement.

Just as Hashmal was going to raise, Dodge pushed himself off with a roll. Hashmal rose to his hands and knees just in time to be hit by a car. The grill caved in as the car spun out of control.

Dodge took the opportunity to dash around the corner. Dodge looked around himself as he got into a stair well. He sighed as he smiled with confidence, “Lost him.”
Dodge walked doggedly down the street as he got to an alleyway. He sighed as he got into the alleyway feeling minor security. He then heard from above him a familiar voice, “You caused serious injury and misfortune to the mortals’ in that vehicle.”

Dodge looked up as he sighed and said opening his left hand in frustration, “That wouldn’t have happened if you decided to ignore me Hashmal. Now, please stop being a pest and leave me alone.”

Hashmal had his boomerang appear as the lightning boomerang flew at Dodge. Dodge said as he leaped over the boomerang with gritting teeth, “You guys are more annoying than flies!”

Landing on his feet Dodge moved his hand in front of his face vanishing before Hashmal’s eyes, “Now you see me, now you don’t.”

Hashmal then said as an arrow flew by his left shoulder, “I don’t have to see you to get you.”

The arrow flew towards Dodge who nearly panicked with wide eyes seeing the arrow head for him. Blood and death flashed before his eyes as he dropped his stance. Falling back he hit the ground dodging the arrow just enough to not draw blood, only to tear his clothing.

Panting Dodge looked up and saw past Hashmal’s shoulder was an angel that was shrouded by a shadow. The angel stood on a building covered by a shadow from another building. Dodge said trying to swallow the fear in his throat that felt like vomit was trying to be held back. Dodge shouted at Hashmal with panic and anger, “What’s with this new angel? You’ve always handled me yourself Hashmal!”

Hashmal responded as he readied his boomerang, “You have terminated ten bodies of Hashmal and eluded me for quite some time. I have brought reinforcements to exterminate you pagan pest.”

Dodge then asked Hashmal as he reached for his right back pocket, “And who is your buddy?”

The angel on the roof top vanished and Dodge felt a hand grab his wrist, “I am Puriel, the angel that will eliminate you.”

Hashmal then said as he caught his lightning boomerang transforming it into a scythe, “That shall remain undetermined until he lies on the ground pouring out his bile and blood that is cursed.”

Dodge looked at all the people walking the street seeming to ignore the scene. Dodge said as tears poured down his face and he choked on disgust, “All these people can’t see you monsters because you control the minds of monotheists. And I am going to be punished for choosing to be adopted by mom. Well, guess what. My mom gave me the only tool I’ll ever need to defeat you bastards!”

A tear fell to the ground as it sparked up summoning a flash of light. Dodge then said as he ran forward feeling his wrist pull out of its socket, “YOU BASTARDS!”

Screaming with a headbutt to Puriel’s face Dodge kicked off his right shoe. The right shoe flew at Hashmal’s face colliding to his nose.

Hashmal fell as Puriel stumbled back and staggered to a dumpster. Dodge panted as his hand swung loosely as Dodge grabbed his hand. He pushed up and in as he put his wrist back together with a scream. People still walked by as Dodge looked up at Hashmal with eyes of murder.

The pair of angels began to float up as they seemed to recover. Dodge said as he reached for his pocket with his non damaged hand. He pulled out of his back pocket a Beretta 21A Bobcat. He pulled the hammer back with his thumb and took aim at the black and white winged angel.

Firing a bullet he saw the angel be hit square in the forehead. He sighed as the angel lost the light in his eyes. The body collapsed losing the wings and having clothes grow on it. The angel was no longer a supernatural being and just turned into a basic human composite.

Puriel said with a voice that showed no pity, “You will die now.”

Dodge turned around to see the new angel up and close. He glared and said taking aim at the red winged angel, “You will die.”

The angel summoned a fire made bow instilling the fear of fire into Dodge who lost his spine. The gun in his hand fell as he whimpered falling back. People were beginning to make a commotion about the dead ex-angel body.

Puriel’s gold locks flew with the heat as the eyes that were basically fire took aim at Dodge. His red loin cloth with a gold flame design cross fluttered with the wind and heat. An arrow formed into the bow of flames. Drawing the arrow back Puriel said with a smile, “Pyrophobia, excellent, now to banish this filth from the Lord’s Earth.”

Dodge just stood there as he stared at the flames. He had nothing in his body that would help him. As the arrow flew a person from the streets pulled out their gun. The person pulled the trigger as Dodge heard the gun shot, he fell and the last thing he felt was the impact to the street.

Puriel looked at his belly to see a bullet wound. Blood that ignited poured from the wound. The person glowed with a bronze light surrounding them. They pulled the trigger again shooting fire wielding angel with the gun. The second shot impacted into the chest making the angel back up and slowly turn into a person’s body. The body laid onto a dumpster as the person walked towards Dodge.

Dodge felt blood pour out of his shoulder and tried to breath. The person’s boot hit the pavement by Dodge’s head leaving the boot to eclipse his vision. But, the boot was the last thing he saw as he closed his eyes.

When Dodge woke up after several hours of being unconscious

Dodge moaned as he felt pain in his right arm. A female voice said to him as he looked up at the ceiling, “Don’t worry, you are with family.”

Looking at his left Dodge saw a woman’s face. The woman reminded Dodge of a savvy alley cat*Cat* even behind the square frame glasses. Her luxurious silky, curly, autumn leaves hair was worn in a style that reminded Dodge of a cat's ears*Cat* with twin buns in the back that looked like cat paws*Cat*. Her hair was a mix of colors red, orange, blonde and brown with strands of colors everywhere mixed together. Parts of her hair looked like white spots as if looking at an animal’s fur. She was average height with a slender build and a petite bosom covered by a pink long sleeve shirt.

The woman’s slanted yellow eyes that seemed like molten gold looked at Dodge behind her square frame glasses. Her creamy skin looked like a dark tan that reminded him of a Latina. Her pink lips had a small smile as she said savvy like, “I sewed your wounds, was going to school to be a surgeon. You’ll need time to heal and your shoulder will probably never be the same again.”

Dodge asked with pain, “Where am I? Who are you?”

The woman said to him with a smile and closed eyes, “Man, you don’t listen very well do you? You are with family. My name is Ferris, consider me to be like a sister.”

Dodge tried to swallow as he asked parched, “Water.”

Ferris pointed to his left as he looked to see an IV hanging from the ceiling, “Don’t worry, you’ll be hydrated soon. I wasn’t sure if you should drink water right now. I might have missed something and it could pool leading to infection. I’m just going to have to watch you for now.”

Dodge asked trying to stay awake and strong, “The angels?”

Ferris replied simply while smiling as if presenting good news, “Gone for now. But, you know angels. They’ll be back.”

Looking sad now Ferris complained almost broken spirited, “They always do.”

Dodge asked her with a groan, “Why did you save me?”

Ferris replied surprised as she waved a hand down as if hitting the very idea away, “Oh, no I didn’t save you. That would be Red’s doing. And don’t worry, you are with children of Juno.”

Dodge went out finally as he mumbled relieved with a smile on his lips, “Nymphs and Gnomes….”

Giggling softly with a cat*Cat* like leer Ferris said as she pushed her glasses up reflecting the light hiding her eyes with a smile, “Just the *Heart*one*Heart* gnome.”
This chapter starts a few weeks after chapter two.

Dodge woke up after a bump was felt and he began to sit up. Before he sat all the way up he was stopped by a door opening. Looking at the door Dodge saw Ferris standing in the doorway. Dodge saw that she was now wearing a light green tank top instead of the pink long sleeve shirt he saw a few weeks ago. She also wore a jean skirt with pouch pockets that had gold snaps. Wearing a pair of light green almost transparent pantyhose, Ferris matched them to her shirt.

Ferris smiled as she said to him putting her hands in front of her thighs, “So, ready to see your new home? We’re almost in Hopkinsville, Kentucky.”

Dodge asked with a bit of confusion, “Why would this be my home? I want you to return me to Pittsburg you Jagoff.”

Ferris frowned as she said to him with a bit of attitude, “Excuse me, but we saved your life. I think you should stay with us until you’ve paid off your life debt. And yes, that is the correct term. You owe us your life.”

Dodge sat up as he felt the RV bounce, “That’s ridiculous. If people did that now in days then there would be no need for police having a permanent job.”

Ferris glared at him, “Like a police officer would have helped you. Now, are you going to leave us with a recovering would like that?”

Dodge said as he gritted moving his uninjured arm to his injured one, “Fine, I do have some kind of honor. And you are nymphs and gnomes, you’re the closest thing to family I have.”

Smiling with closed eyes as her hair ‘ears’ seemed to bounce with her happiness and hum, “Excellent.”

The RV started to slow down as Ferris said to Dodge with a smile after listening to the outside tilting her ear up, “Sounds like we are here.”

Ferris walked over to Dodge as she said to him, “Come on, let’s get you out of dodge.”

Glaring Dodge said as he stood up with her, “Very funny.”

The walked to the door as dodge felt one of Ferris`s breasts on his side. Ferris smiled as she said making Dodge blush, "Like the feel of my sweater kittens?"

Dodge stayed quiet as they opened the door and walked out of the kitchen where the table was made into a bed for Dodge. They were in the cabin of the RV where the living room was shrunk in for the drive. And two bunk beds were filled with duffle bags.

A girl sat on the couch as she looked at Dodge with a smile. She reminded him of a seductive malevolent demon who smiled when she was trying to get something. Her red hair was contained in a unique fashion contraption, a gold hair net that bound her assumed small amount of hair to an almost flat surface on her scalp. The pattern of the net with hair looked like dragon scales with the gold flashing out and complimenting the red hair. Not a single strand of hair was sticking out of the hair net that had a pattern of diamonds. Her eyes were like that of an overcast sky speaking of doom for those who looked into them being pulled into a lost state of mind. Forever wondering how something so doom obvious could also be beautiful.

Her only imperfection was her large nose, but it were complimented by her delicate ears. Her body was rather leggy taking care to show them off in a pair of legless black shorts with a white see through micro skirt. Her petite upper torso build was dressed in a button up black blouse.

Ferris helped Dodge into one of four chairs that were stationary with seat belts. She then introduced the girl extending an arm and open hand in the direction of the girl sitting on the couch, "Meet, Red."

Dodge nodded as he said to the person that saved him a few weeks ago, "Thank you for saving me."

Red smiled at Dodge as she said to him with a hum as she examined him like a piece of meat, “Yes, I did make the right choice when shooting that angel. You will be nice for my *Heart*parched pussy*Heart*.”

Ferris blurted out embarrassed, “RED! DON’T JUST BLURT THAT OUT! GEEZ!”

Dodge blushed at the comment as the RV stopped driving. From the front where a wall was, the door opened. Walking out were a pair of stiletto boots that were purple leather with straps and buckles on them.

Looking up at the third nymph Dodge seemed shocked by her beauty. She was a determined girl with china-white skin that had a beauty mark on her right cheek under her eye. Her eyes were red like two drops of wine with a shimmer. The purple eye shadow complimented them very well. She had a very slender and feminine build that had more curvy proportions than a petite girl. Her height was above average and her hair was rather impressive worn in a simple style with purple silk head band tied to side bangs by her ears. Her hair was like silver and waist long with the ends of the hair tied in small short braids. She wore a left strap button snap purple leather tank top that had snaps up the sides and cut off at her midriff. Her arms were covered in a pair of elbow long leather purple gloves. And a pair of purple leather cut off below the knees pants complimenting her stilettos.

She looked at Dodge with a stoic face as she said to him softly, “Good, you are awake. Then you can be helped by the servant.”

Ferris said putting Dodge’s jaw up with a frown, “This is Sam.”

Sam then said to Ferris, "What happened to me being Pride Princess?"

Ferris replied to the now upset girl, "Like he would actually call you that."

Sam said with a sully manner, "My subjects do."

From the front cabin came a creature that startled Dodge. With the head of a crab and its pincers walked a serpentine like body. The upper torso was snake like that lead to a turtle’s body with legs that were almost claw like. The shoulders of the beast were the heads of squid with six tentacles as its two arms. The sea mad monster said with a jovial attitude, "Good day Governor, I do hope I made the drive for you comfortable. I must say I do enjoy to trolley about the states."

Dodge then asked pointing at the monster that had a purple glow about it, "What is that?"

The monster then transformed into a tall gray haired man with red eyes and pale skin. He wore a suit and a monocle, the chain connecting the monocle to the suit being purple like the suit only shiny. The man said to Dodge with a small smile, "Why, just a Pride Entity, sir."

Sam then said to the disguised creature, "Robert please open the door and scout the outside."

Robert nodded to Sam, "Yes Pride Princess."

Robert opened the door as he walked outside closing the door behind him. Dodge looked at the three girls as he asked them hesitantly, "So are there any gnomes on this bus?"

Sticking out her cleavage a bit Sam said with a knowing smile, "Does it look like there any gnomes on this bust?"
Red smiled lecherously as she jeered, "Not yet, but there will be one soon. Hey~oh!"

Ferris face palmed herself as she said embarrassed, "Pervs."

The door opened with Robert saying to the nymphs and gnome, "All is clear of angels."

Ferris then leaped into the air as she began to shrink. She slowly turned into a small house cat with a coat of fur that was the colors of autumn leaves. Her clothes hit the floor showing that she was wearing a bra, but a thin pair of black and white diamond pattern panties. Dodge blushed as he looked away while leaning on a chair to stand.

As if feeling sorry for the boy Red stood up as if she were a queen descending her throne and walked over to Dodge. She pulled his arm over her shoulder and grabbed with her supporting shoulders hand onto his butt. Her smile told all that she was airing faux care, "Oh, do you need some help getting around perhaps? Well, I shall help you."

She then whispered hotly to, his ear making him stand up straighter, "For a fee."

Dodge said looking up trying to avoid looking at her rather unique beauty, "What kind of feel?"

An even more lecherous smile traced her face as she said with a lick of her lips, "The kind a fabled *Heart*succ-u-bus*Heart* would desire. And before you turn me down, know that I could make the impact bad enough to kill you when I let you go."

Dodge gulped as he said to her nervously, "I will be happy to accept your offer after a few dates."

Red let him go making his still bed ridden legs lose his balance, "Oh, looking for commitment, how revolting."

Robert dove in as he grabbed Dodge and said as Red walked out with a shake in her hips, "Are you alright sir?"

Dodge said as he sweat dropped, "Yeah, I think I just need to get used to walking again."
With Robert's help, Dodge walked around until he got normal use of his legs back. "I think I can do it on my own now, Robert."

Robert let go and Dodge stood shakily by himself. The last few days had seen major changes in his lifestyle. Instead of stealing food, he was now being fed by some pretty nymphs and their helpers, the "pride entities" as they called themselves. In addition to Robert there was Cecil.

In his natural state Cecil looked like a cross between a lion, a penguin, and an octopus. He walked on four strong cat feet but his neck was very long and his head was bird like. His color scheme was black and white like a penguin. From his long neck extended dozens of very small tentacles. These could stretch out to surprising lengths when necessary. Individually they were weak, but when several of them joined together lifting or pulling then they were much stronger.

In his disguised state Cecil looked like a man wearing a top hat and tails. "Master Dodge!" he said. "What would you like to wear today?" Cecil seemed to be very interested in clothes and costumes and liked to dress and undress Dodge.
Dodge replied to Cecil looking at all the female clothes and his normal set, "I'll wear my normals. I guess I'll do some hiding at the mall later today."

Ferris wandered back in as a kitten as she climbed into her clothes after dropping off her bag. Ferris's clothes filled out as the kitten changed back into a human. Ferris took her glasses and put them on as she said to Dodge after straightening her hair with her hands, "If you are thinking of stealing. Then that is of your own free will to decide. But, if you get caught hiding you'll increase the odds of the angels finding us. I avoid becoming a cat as much as possible doing it two or three times a trip. And that's only to get into tough places."

Cecil nodded as he said to Dodge, "True Master Dodge, Mistress Ferris rarely changes into a cat. She does do it to retrieve her materials for her urban bracelets. That she sells online and then mails from the current city to her clients."

Dodge nodded as he then pulled on his shirt and pants after being in a pair of shorts for most of the time he felt a little more comfortable. He pulled on his jacket with a twinge of pain and reached into his pocket. He asked with a brow rose, "Where are my cards? I used to make some honest money with magic."

Ferris said to him as she sorted through her small bag, "Really? Slight of hand is just lying to the eyes, and you call that honest?"

Dodge shrugged his shoulders replying, "Its what I can do."

Cecil provided Dodge of his cards as Dodge said to the man with the top hat, "Thanks man."
"I know a few card tricks myself," Cecil said. "I'll be glad to show them to you."

Dodge snickered. What kind of amateur tricks could the old top-hatted gent know? "Sure," he said. "I'm always looking for new tricks to learn."

"Hand me a deck of cards," Cecil said. Cecil fanned the deck. "Pick a card, any card."

Dodge reached for a card. "Well, your trick begins in an ordinary enough way." He looked at the card he had selected. It was the Jack of Diamonds.

"Now place the card on the floor and stomp on it," Cecil said.

Dodge did so and the card disappeared. "That's pretty good!" Dodge said.

"It's not over yet," Cecil said with a smirk.

There was a knock at the door. "Who is it?" Cecil called out.

"Jack of Diamonds!" came a voice from the other side of the door. Cecil opened the door and in walked a young man dressed in the same costume that the jack of diamonds wears on the playing card.

"OK!" said Dodge, "this is getting quite a bit more impressive."

"Clap your hands together," Cecil said.

Dodge did so and the man Jack of Diamonds disappeared in a flash of light. Fluttering down to the ground was the original card Dodge had selected. Cecil slipped it back in the deck and handed the deck back to Dodge. "Trick over."

Dodge stood there with his mouth hanging open. Now THAT was magic!

Ferris replied as he threaded the materials into her first urban bracelet, "Pride Entity magic, capable of being endlessly used. As you might have figured out, Sam is the Nymph of Pride. When she's proud of something, then an Entity is born. Cecil was born from Sam performing a card trick and his appearance is from seeing a magican make a penguin lion at a magic show. Robert was made from Sam over coming her fear of swimming in the ocean. His appearance is from the different animals of the sea."

Cecil said to Ferris sorely, "To tell the birth of an Entity is like taking away the story of child birth from a mother. I will ask you kindly to keep my tales to yourself."

Ferris looked at Cecil as she blushed embarrassed, "Sorry, Cecil."

Cecil said to Dodge with a prideful smile, "Mistress Ferris is correct and Pride Princess or Princess Sam is our creator. Without her, we would not exist. But, we do and we live all over the world. Happy with the freedom she provides us. Other nymphs and gnomes that create entities treat them like slaves. But, my princess treats me like a person and I work for her of my own accord. Robert does too."

Dodge rose a brow and said to Ferris, "I thought our magic could only last so long. How does her magic last such a wide range and length?"

Ferris replied back to him, "Cause she's proud of it. Her magic stems from her pride. And as long as she's proud, then her magic stays strong. When it wanes, then the entities are just like us. Vulnerable to disease and injury, when it's not waning. Then they are some of the most powerful being in the world. Essentially, their existence depends on the whims of Sam. She prefers that they have freedom."

Dodge then asked Cecil, "So, where is your princess?"

Cecil replied to him with a smile, "She is out with Robert right now. My mind's eye allows me to know where the princess is at, at all times. All of us pride entities are connected to the princess."
Sam and Robert happened to be at a clothing store shopping for some clothes for Dodge. She had decided she wanted him to have a Robin Hood costume, all green, with tights and a tunic and deerskin boots. "Try this one on, Robert," she said, and Robert obligingly slipped into the costume and made himself as close to Dodge's size as he could.

"That's perfect!" Sam said. "And I'm going to get him a bow and arrow too, only it will be an excellent bow that shoots straight no matter how poorly he aims."

"You will spoil him, mistress," said Robert.

"I like them spoiled," she said. "Spoiled is soft and easy to manipulate. Unspoiled is hard and tough and willful."

"You are wiser than I will ever be," Robert said.

"Of course I am! Did you forget I created you, you ninny?"

"I did forget. Most sorry, my princess!"

"Forgiven. Let's go home and dress Dodge in these clothes."
With their day very successful in buying a robin hood costume, a suit with hat that would make Dodge like a 30s mobster and a pair of jeans with a black shirt plus jean vest. Sam and Robert walked towards the limo. The limo opened with a white haired man and red eyes. He wore a little bling and an a-shirt plus jeans. He opened the door for Sam as he said with a bowed head, "Pride Princess."

Sam got into the back as Robert piled in with her. The driver's appearance monetarily lapsed as his fox head was visible on the body of a samurai. As the driver's door was opened his appearance once again matched the appearance of a young asian man with an a-shirt plus jeans wearing some bling.

The driver was addressed by Sam, "How is the family, Yamato?"

Yamato replied as he started the limo, "They are good princess. It has been a little hard, but we are the first Pride Entities to successfully reproduce. The little one is coming along any day now. We can't wait, I felt the little one's kicks just a few days ago."

Robert congratulated Yamato, "Good show, governor."

Yamato nodded as he drove the limo, "Thank you."

XXXXXXXXXXXXX In the door mirror XXXXXXXXXXXXXX

Behind the limo was a green haired man with a goatee. His blue eyes watched the limo. He did not wear any clothing except his green loin cloth with a blue cross that had waves at the bottom of it in blue. From the Lion Street aquariums for tourist and public viewing came water. The water formed into six wings behind the man as his neck long hair dripped. He said as water formed near his hand into a whip, "Objects in mirror are closer than they appear. Especially the angel Arariel. Arariel will finally get you, Sam."

Arariel lifted into the air on his water wings and flew above Sam's limo keeping pace with it. "Lead me to your den, little fox," he snickered. "The best way to attack an infestation of pests is to destroy them where they sleep. That way you get them all."

Although Sam was unaware of the angel above them, Yamato felt an uncomfortable itching on his neck. "Something is wrong, Princess."

"What?" Sam asked.

"I don't know exactly but I feel we are in great danger."

"Are we being followed?" Sam looked around behind them but saw no one who looked suspicious.

"We need to go somewhere safe," Yamato said. "Somewhere that we can defend ourselves."

"But if you don't know what the danger is how can we defend against it?"

"It is frustrating, yes," said Yamato. "But the feeling grows very strong."

"I feel it too," said Robert. "I think it is in the sky."
Cecil then said as Dodge was about to walk outside, "The princess is in trouble."

Ferris shivered as she asked Cecil, "Is it an angel?"

Cecil replied as he transformed and was on all fours, "Yamato suspects so. Hurry, I can get there in only a few minutes."

Dodge leaped onto the lion's back as the penguin head asked Ferris, "Mistress?"

Ferris replied to him, "I'll get the RV ready for evacuation. Someone has to drive it and find Red."

Cecil replied to her as Dodge checked his Beretta as he said to Cecil, "Ready."

Cecil leaped out the door as he began to run for the woods. Running into a tree he phased into it with a cloud of smoke behind him.

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX At the limo XXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

The limo pulled over as Robert got out with Sam. She saw Yamato get out of the car as he looked up at Arariel. Arariel said to the group as he lifted his hand into the air pulling the water vapor to him in the form of a giant water made shark, "PAGAN PESTS!"

The shark flew down and crashed on the road on by the tobacco fields. The water surged at Sam as Yamato changed into his true form pulling out his sword. Landing he swiped down dividing the water around them. He pulled out his other sword that was the tanto to his katana. He tossed it to Sam who took it and moved it to a blocking position. She swung down on the surging water as Yamato jumped on top of the water.

Sam kept cutting the water so it would go around them. Unfortunately the water would just circle around them and gather at the surge. Repeating the process until two things stopped the attack. Either Arariel would lose concentration or Sam would tire. Robert became his sea beast form as his crab head climbed off his body and join Yamato. The tentacles from the body coiled lightly around Sam's waist ready to pull her to it if she ever tire.

Robert's head then said as his pincers clicked and clacked beside Yamato who had his katana drawn, "Shall we escort this surly gentlemen to his grave?"

Yamato replied as he glared with his nine tails flying out behind him, "Let's."
Robert extended his claws and Yamato ran up them kung fu style, kicking at the sky and managing to climb part way into the clouds, far enough to take a swing at Arariel which surprised the angel very much. Angels consider themselves invincible. To actually strike one demoralizes that angel quite a bit.

Yamato and Robert took advantage of Arariel's temporary lack of self-confidence to harass him mercilessly, not only with attacks but with words. "One god is no god!" "Monotheism sucks crumpets! It's pure bloody bollocks."

OK, some of their verbal attacks were pretty primitive, but they still had an effect on the demoralized angel.

Then Arariel shook himself like a dog shaking off water. His confidence was coming back.

Collateral damage: When Arariel shook himself, buildings on either side of that street crumbled into dust.

Yamato and Robert exchanged glances with each other. Angel power was legendary. Could this be the end of their lives? "Do or die, bother!" Yamato yelled at Robert. "If we end it must be in glory!"

Then Yamato let loose an ear-shrieking martial arts yell as he charged at Arariel again.
Robert moved for the angel as he was hit by Yamato towards the water below. Robert skated on the water with his legs as he clacked his pincers. Clamping down on the Angel's ankles he grounded the angel in the water. Robert pulled on his ankles as he said to the angel, "Good show, but now like all good shows yours must end!"

Arariel had the water form to his hand as he whipped Robert's shell cutting it open. Sam lost her mind as she screamed at Robert's 'head', "ROBERT!"

The body grabbed her tightly as it swam to the top as the water gave her chase. Robert knew that the reality was, that if Sam died. Then perhaps they all died, all the pride entities. And with Yamato's almost naturally born child coming soon. He couldn't let his people's only hope of surviving in this world without a princess fade. Robert kept the ankles clamped down as Yamato took a swing.

Unfortunately for the pair who hoped Robert would keep the angel down. The angel had water fly up and cut off Robert's pincers. Arariel flew up as he shot water at Yamato's katana which was cut down. He summoned to his side his tanto and aimed the short sword at the angel.

Robert started to fade as he said with question, "What is happening?"

Arariel said looking down on the pride entity, "You think you are invincible because you can't be harmed by mortals? Well, I am an angel. I have upgraded by water to that of holy water, the thing that purifies a pagan of their filthy deities poison. And I figured if I laced the water with holy water, that perhaps, you would finally be wounded. I haven't been able to kill you things before, but now I have tried for the first one."

Sam cried as Robert's body began to disappear, "NO! NO! NO! I CREATED YOU, YOU NINNY! YOU CAN'T DIE. I ORDER YOU TO NOT DIE. YOU DON'T HAVE THE FREEDOM TO DIE!"

Robert perked up at his princess's care. He knew that she wouldn't take away his freedom. And it wasn't like she could really order him to not die. This holy water was already corrupting his head's body. He then said to Yamato who growled with his nine tails flaying, "Your child will be future of our people. We don't know if we all die when the princess dies. And if we are to have any chance at our survival. Then your child must be born and the child will be born with the princess still being alive. Run, protect her. I will fend off this, bloody bastard."

Flaring his nostrils and putting away his tanto Yamato said to Robert before he ran for Sam, "My friend, you shall be remembered. My first born will be named after you. Roberta."

Robert had his human face appear in front of his crab part and was see through. The face smiled as he straightened his glasses. He then said to Yamato as he body let go of Sam who was grabbed up by Yamato, "A beautiful name for a baby girl."

The angel then said charging after Sam, "NO! PAGAN FILTH!"

Robert then turned to and shouted with rage, "SIR! YOU WILL NOT TOUCH MY PRINCESS!"

The body flew as it stung with it's tentacles at Arariel. The angel summoned water to himself to block a few tentacles. He fell to the water as the left shoulder's shark head bit down on the angel's left forearm. Tearing it off the angel screamed as he had water and blood pour from his arm, "YOU WILL DIE!"

A water sword was made as it stabbed right between the eyes of Robert's crab. The body burst into purple energy as the crab just shriveled up and slowly break into purple dust. The water resumed its course after Yamato who was leaping on top of cars to get out of the area.

From one of the swamp trees came Cecil as he squawked. The lion paws hit the pavement as Cecil looked up at the water's tidal wave. He then asked Dodge, "Can you hide that?"

Dodge asked shocked, "The water?"

Cecil bickered understandably so, "Yes, the water, what do you think I want you to hide?"

Dodge lifted his hands as he then made the water vanish. The angel surprised did not prepare for Cecil to leap at him. Cecil lifted his paw with his claws out and swung down.
For the second time Arariel actually had a strike connect against him. This was not his lucky day. He staggered and stumbled, even more demoralized than the first time.

"That's for Robert, you bastard!" Cecil said and felt the tears coming from his eyes.

"Run! Run!" Cecil yelled at the rest of them and Dodge helped Sam and Yamato finally escape.

Cecil did a lion leap on top of Arariel that squashed the air out of the weakened angel. But Arariel was immortal, Cecil believed, and when the angel's energy returned there would be hell, or heaven, to pay. So when he felt the angel struggling beneath him and seeming to grow stronger, Cecil knew he better leave fast if he wanted to survive.

Arariel's water returned with a rush but Cecil was already on his way. He bounded across the streets like it was the Plains of the Serengeti and he was chasing down a gazelle.

Arariel staggered upright and realized it would be foolish to keep fighting. he was too weakened by the day's events. It was a completely unexpected development and he needed to think about it before he undertook any more action.
Dodge had his hands on his knees as he was bent over coughing. He had sweat pouring off him and just hacked away. Cecil in his human form with his hat off tried to comfort Sam. She pulled away from him as he then said to her, "He wouldn't want you to shun us, princess."

Sam replied to him, "I ordered him to not die."

Behind her was Robert as he replied to her in his original form, "I'm sorry, my princess. But, I couldn't help myself."

Sam looked over her shoulder at him as she said to him, "Why are you here?"

Yamato who was behind her said a little shocked by respectfully, "You are right, my princess. I failed you, I shall spend all night hunting down the angel."

Yamato then transformed into his human form as he said to Cecil, "Protect her, I will find the angel."

Dodge panted and said standing up waving at him, "Hold up, I'll come with you. I've taken down an angel myself."

Yamato replied to him with a nod, "I appreciate the help."

The pair went off to search for the angel. The angel that had killed one of Sam's closest friends. Who she was seeing in her mind and felt that he had disobeyed her.
Yamato and Dodge found Arariel not far from where they last saw him. He was in his meditative form, a statue of an angel. This statue happened to be in a cemetery, but that was only because most statues of angels were in cemeteries. When an earthbound angel meditates, he inhabits the stone of an angel statue.

Yamato and Dodge knew it was Arariel because the statue was dripping wet and there had been no rain.

"This is perfect!" Yamato whispered to Dodge. "We can kill him while he meditates."

"But how?" Dodge whispered back. "It's a statue made of marble. What can we do to it? Wouldn't we have to pulverize it or something?"

Yamato scratched his chin. "I'm sure there is a way to take advantage of this. Let me think."

"Well you better hurry because he could come out of it at any moment."

"Maybe that would be the best time to attack him," Yamato said. "When he tries to leave the statue."
Dodge saw a shovel near by a freshly dug grave. Taking the shovel he said to Yamato, "Fuck, letting him leave the statue."

Dodge swung the shovel at the neck of the statue cracking it. The angel came out of the statue in pain as he neck had a deep gash to it. He tried to gasp for air, but his throat was too badly cut. Blood poured with water from his throat as he looked up at his killers. Arariel then laid on the ground turning into a naked man's body.

Dodge panted as he winced grabbing at his shoulder where his sutures were. Yamato then grabbed Dodge into his arms as he ran back to the RV.

XXXXXXXXXXX In another Dimension XXXXXXXXXXX

A large wall full of pods was visible. One of the pods slid forward as it's green fogged up glass opened. Out came water and a foot that stepped forward. The man was Arariel as the water gathered up behind him into wings. He then looked around as he said with dread, "This is the fourth body that pagan whore has destroyed. Time to request a new target. Perhaps, another angel will be better suited to this pagan whore's demise."

XXXXXXXXXXXX At the RV XXXXXXXXXXX

Sam was locked in the back where Dodge used to be staying. Cecil told the others that Robert was one of her oldest companions. He wasn't her first creation, but unlike the others when she gave them freedom. He refused to leave her side. Cecil explained that even he had left her side for a while, but returned when he desired to repay his debt of birth to his princess. Yamato felt the same, but he now had his wife to think about.

His wife also was in the RV in her natural form. She had a pair of wings instead of arms. Her legs were like that of a rooster or chicken. Her head was that of an eagle and her torso that of a elephant just like her trunk where a beak should have been. Her belly was large showing her expected child. And a veil was worn on her head that was purple and transparent, that had a length so long it dance on the floor.

Red was back in the RV as she avoided looking at the woman. She did not like looking at a pride entity that was so interestingly weird. Dodge then said something to the others that surprised them, "Hold on, Sam's power is pride. I imagine that the removal of one of her dear creations would make her not proud of the moment that he was created. So, what if we go to the ocean? Make her swim in the ocean and feel pride again all over. What if Robert comes back?"

Yamato asked with small hope, "Is such a thing possible?"

Ferris complained, "Even if it is possible, what about Arariel? He'll be even more powerful at the ocean, than in a swamp filled town. Come on, going there would be suicide."

Red then said something that was also unexpected, "Sam deserves to be happy, plus, I miss the horrifying thing that lurks in the deep. He made such good muffins."

Dodge then said pointing ahead, "TO THE OCEAN!"

Cecil replied to him, "That direction leads to Canada."

Dodge nervously pointed in another direction making Cecil shake his head. Dodge tried again and saw Cecil shake his head again. Dodge pointed behind him as Cecil nodded. Dodge swung his arm up and pointed his thumb behind him, "To the ocean."
They all piled into the RV and headed for the ocean. They were actually happy. At the moment life didn't seem so threatening so they laughed and sing as they drove down the highway.

Yamato parked the RV as near the sea as he dared. He didn't want the tide to come in and float it away.

While some sat on the sand, others played in the water, but Yamato and Cecil went scouting for firewood back in the dunes where lots of dry driftwood could be found. Soon they had a pile of it stacked on the sand not far from the RV.

After that they tried their hand at fishing and were joined by some of the others.

By late afternoon everyone was feeling hungry, so a big fire was built and allowed to burn down to hot coals. By then, the fish they caught had been cleaned and were ready to cook. They impaled pieces of fish on green branches stripped of their leaves and propped near the hot coals.
Sam stood in a one piece purple bathing suit with a white stripe that was on her waist. She looked at Dodge who had his chest wound wrapped up in plastic to prevent salt water from getting into his recovering wound. (A shoulder gun shot takes about 5 weeks to heal. And it's only been three weeks.) Dodge then heard Sam bicker at him emotionlessly, "What do you expect to come out of this?"

Dodge replied to her pointing out at the ocean, "YOU WILL GAIN BACK YOUR PRIDE FOR ROBERT!"

Sam looked at him as Dodge then said to her, "I want you to put your pride on the line. If I'm right, Robert will be back. And if I'm wrong, I'll be forever in your debt!"

Sam gained a look of determination as he began to swim out to the sea. She swam underwater as she saw sea creatures all over the bottom. She smiled as she saw them all looking horrifying and miraculous in their own light. The pride she felt from coming back down here surged through her body. A purple light flashed into the sky upsetting he ocean.

From the light came the body of a crab, the crab was joined by a body. A serpentine like body. The upper torso was snake like that lead to a turtle’s body with legs that were almost claw like. The shoulders of the beast were the heads of shark with six tentacles as its two arms. The creature of the deep said in a jovally manner, "Princess, I am here to forever serve."

Sam's eyes were wide as she smiled and hugged the monster. The monster took her up to the surface as he said to her, "Princess, it is so good to see you."

Dodge grinned as he saw the two reunited. He said to himself with happiness, "Good."
That night the moon was full and they built a campfire on the beach. They sat around it telling tales and singing songs.

Robert and Cecil sang a pride song that was in a language only embodied entities could understand...

Tera hi deewana hoon sun sajna
Tere bina bhi kya jeena

Bole meri dhadkan pyaar se
Tum na badalna sanam
Haan mujhe pyaar hone laga hai piya

Tera hi deewana hoon sun sajna
Tere bina bhi kya jeena



"What does it mean?" asked Dodge.

Cecil said, "To the moon go all things beautiful to live forever when they tire of earth but if someone on earth loves them enough then they will return."

"I know a story," Dodge said...

Once there were three mice who lived in fear of the cat who ruled the house. These mice had their home hidden in the walls, but the cat was very good about waiting quietly for one of them to come out so he could pounce on him.

"What we must do," said one of the mice, "is put a bell around his neck so we can hear him."

"That's a good idea," said a mouse, "but which of us is brave enough to do that?"

Sam interrupted him. "You know what? It just occurs to me that we need to put some kind of warning signal on Arariel. We need some way to know when he is around. Then we'll be prepared for him."

"But I thought he was dead," Dodge said.

"No, just that one instance is dead, but he will be back in the form of his clone. He will always be back."

"Oh," Dodge said. "Bummer."

Red replied with a strategic face, "Well, Arariel is an angel. Meaning you can't detect him. That would like be detecting a nymph or gnome."

Ferris asked Dodge curious, "Did you know that angels can resurrect?"

Dodge nodded as he replied to her, "I knew that Hashmal could resurrect, but he's the only angel that I've dealt with besides Puriel. I didn't think they could all resurrect."

Ferris replied to him explaining, "Well, for future knowledge, all angels resurrect. There is never an end to them. Arariel has been after Sam for ages, her assigned angel. I've been hunted by Nuriel and Red's assigned angel is Jegudiel. All nymphs and gnomes are hunted by them and no matter how many times they kill the angel. They always come back, those angels are just terrible. Hunting us like animals."

Dodge squinted his eyes in thought and anger. He thought about if he could ever just hide one for eternity. How cool would that be? But, from experience, he knows that he could hide one for a few hours. Never for eternity. Still a nice thought though.
"The only good thing," Ferris said, "is that apparently angels have a lot more things to do than just hunt their assigned victim. There might be months go by when my angel doesn't harass me at all. Then suddenly it will be like BLAM everyday he's after me."

"That must be true," Dodge said, "because I can recall plenty of time when I was young that I didn't even know angels existed."

"They tend to wait until you're grown up," Ferris said. "But not always. I've heard of them killing babies and laughing about 'nipping the problem in the bud'. But maybe those are just tales somebody told. I never actually saw a baby get killed buy an angel."

Dodge made a circular gesture with his finger. "Maybe they have some kind of code of honor they try to live by and killing babies is forbidden."

"Ha! Hard to imagine an angel with a code of honor, but you're right. Even beings you hate can have some kind of principles they are following. Yeah, no telling what the Monodeity requires them to do."
Red said as she got up from the fire, "I'm turning in, I got a couple of places to hit up after we get into town."

Sam stood up as she said to Dodge, "Thank you, Dodge. I am in your debt."

Sam walked towards the RV as Robert said to the young man, "I am too, if you ever feel the need to call a favor. Know that I am the first on the list to repay you one."

Ferris stood up as she slowly turned into a cat. The cat then walked under the RV as she looked at Dodge and blinked, before slipping into the night. Dodge then said getting up and putting out the fire, "Good time to call it a night."

Cecil turned into his lion and penguin form as he stood guard. He squawked as he laid down on his fours and kept his eyes open. Yamato and his love retired to a small tent.
In the moonlight Cecil looked like a sphinx. In fact, there was a bit of ancient Egypt in him. His creator, Sam, the nymph who was the Princess of Pride, was worshipped in Ancient Egypt as the cat goddess Bastet (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bastet). For much of that time she was a lioness goddess and then a cat and then later the Greeks associated her with the moon.

So Cecil as a lion in the moonlight was feeling his ancient history resonating with nature in strange ways. Mysterious dreams flowed through his mind, dreams of temples and pharaohs and ancient wars. He saw Sam standing on an elevated platform before a crowd of thousands who chanted and threw offerings of flowers at her feet.

The moonlight flickered on Cecil's eyes giving them the appearance of balls of crystal, deep and filled with dark images from the distant past.
In the morning Sam sat looking at a mirror, "I am proud to have this crush on Dodge."

A purple light flashed through the room as Sam closed her eyes. The light died as a creature stood in the light. She was some form of Chameleon humanoid with big beautiful butterfly wings. She had a pair of antennae and her lower half was like a caterpillar's body making her like some kind of centaur like creature. A purple glow came about her as she changed again to a human form.

Her human form was a white young woman with long hair. The hair was white and purple with purple lower half hair and white hair coming from her scalp. Her red eyes were dazzling and matched her lipstick. She was rather tall and rather gifted in the areas befitting a woman. She wore a purple triangular tube top as if she wore a handkerchief for a shirt. And a pair of purple yoga pants that were very sexy to look at.

The woman then said to Sam with a smile, "My princess, Chloe is in your service. And I will protect what is most precious to my being here as well as you."

Sam rose a brow, "What do you mean what is most precious to you?"

Chloe grinned as she replied to her, "Your infatuation of Dodge gave birth to me. So, if Dodge were to be injured, Deities forbid, then I'd be weakened. So, I shall protect him and you, milady."

Sam nodded a little jealous, "Very well. Just don't flirt with him."

Chloe crossed her fingers behind her back indicating she was lying, "Yes, my princess."
After that Sam kept a close eye on Dodge, particularly when Chloe was around. One day she came into the room while Chloe was laughing and running her fingers down Dodge's cheek.

"What's going on here?" Sam asked in a cold voice.

"We're just talking," Dodge said.

"Do you have to talk with your fingers?" Sam asked Chloe.

Chloe laughed and fluttered up toward the ceiling. "Don't be such an old jealous thing! It will make you all dried up and withered looking."

Sam's eyes burned with hate. "If that's some kind of crack about me being centuries old you're wasting your time. I am eternally young."

"Well, you act old!' Chloe said and fluttered away.

"Watch out for her," Sam said to Dodge. "I don't trust her."

Dodge smiled. "You're making something out of nothing. We were just talking."
Dodge was a little curious of how Chloe said that Sam was centuries old, "Are you just saying she acts older for her age?"

Chole laughed now that Sam had walked away mad, "As if, she's acting young for her age. You see, once you get to a certain age you can manipulate more than just your gift from Juno all mother of nymphs and gnomes. Sam has been around since the late Egyptian empire and inspired the myths of vampires. So, she is about five thousand years old."

Dodge looked impressed until he was attacked by Chloe who landed on his lap. She touched his face as she said to him with a whisper, "Red wants you and now Sam wants you, my you such the charmer. And it's obvious that I desire you as well. For multiple reasons. So, what do you say?"

Dodge nervously said as his cell phone beeped, "I, uh, got to make some money."

He tried to get up but Chloe would not budge. She looked at him with lust and tease.
"Come on now," Dodge said. "What if Sam sees you?"

"I'm not afraid of Sam," Chloe said. "Mmmm, your lap is warm. Say, do I feel something growing?"

"That's because you keep wiggling your ass," Dodge said. "Look if I were you I think I would be afraid of Sam. She is not without power, you know."

"I know," Chloe said, "but I am without fear. Oh, it's too bad, isn't it? They left the fear out of me."

"They didn't leave the fear out of ME," Dodge said, "and I feel like the situation is getting dangerous. I can just see Sam coming in here and finding you with me and me with a hard on."

Chloe laughed. "That would be a funny scene, wouldn't it?"

Dodge made a big effort and dumped Chloe out of his lap. "No! Not funny! Stupid! Now quit trying to get me in trouble!"
Dodge walked out of the RV as Sam peaked from her driver's area that she considered her room. She smiled as Dodge didn't fall to the seduction of Chloe. If he did love her though, then she was okay with them going out. But, she honestly wanted him for herself.

Chloe looked at Sam as she said a bit mad, "I can't believe you. You know just as I do, that Juno didn't pick that many gnomes. We can't just alow monogamy. Plus, that's a monotheist construct, that they don't even really practice with their constant divorce and cheating. Come on, why not some polyamory?"

Sam nodded as she opened the door, "Very well, we shall share him."

Chloe swung her arm in front of her with her fist, "Now, that's the spirit."
Later Sam approached Dodge. "Chloe is very beautiful, isn't she?'

"I suppose so," Dodge said, "if you like that type."

"I hope you like that type because Chloe and I are like sisters. We like to share everything."

"Huh?" Dodge said. "Are you saying what I think you are saying?"

"That I want to share you with Chloe? That's right."

"I didn't see that coming."

"I know," Sam said. "Sometimes I get a little monotheistic with my thinking. I don't know why. Call me on it when you see it. Anyway, you, me, Chloe, it's all good."

Dodge grinned. "Hee hee! And I was so scared Chloe would get me in trouble with you."
Red watched all this as she licked her lips and said to Dodge, "Look at you, player."

Dodge replied back to her, "Stop being such a pervert."

Red moaned as she stuck out her chest, "Ah, I can't help it. You just look so delicious. And my pussy is so parched. Plus, you owe me for saving your life."

Dodge sighed as he began walking to his bed, "Yeah, yeah. I'll pay you back some other time."

Sam then told Red who was sitting on the couch, "You know it's not like you can have sex with him in the bunk bed. They are like coffins."

Chloe smiled as she said with excitement, "We could just pop up the tents that we own and then ride him like a stallion in them."

Cecil walked from the driver's area just at the end of that sentence, "I will not be ridden like a stallion. I am a proud penguin headed lion."

The girls then giggled at his response.
Chloe was flying around in the sky just because it felt good to do it. The sun was setting and the colors in the sky were beautiful. Chloe's chameleon butterfly wings flashed colors to harmonize with the sky - green gold and lavender and pink.

She looked down to where the rest of them were, far below on the ground, and was sad to think they could not join her in the sky.

"I can join you," said a rugged male voice. It was an angel hovering not far from her. She was instantly afraid.

"No thanks!" she said and dived toward the ground, hoping that the angel would not follow her.
The angel was an old acquaintance Dodge, Hashmal. The angel flew after the pride entity until he got close to the RV. He senses several presences of Pagan pests. Too many for a single angel like him to handle, backing off he flew towards the sky. He felt that such a large group of pagan pests was the formation of an army, something that would not stand.

Hashmal flew through the wormhole as he appeared in a dimension. He floated as he addressed the available angels, "An army of pests is coming together. If we move out now, we can catch them and put a stop to them."

One of the angels shook his head as he walked up and said with a radical notion, "Why not just destroy the entire area."

Lucifer an angel with wings made of light and red skin that was illuminated by the bright wings. His blonde hair had a pair of horns by his brows. His loin cloth had reflective plates on it in the shape of a cross. He said with light made eyes, "From the sky we make rain stone and fire to kill and destroy them."

Lifting his hand he said conjuring an image of a meteor, "Let this be the instrument of their destruction."
"Do you hear a whistling noise?" Dodge asked.

Everybody grew silent, then Cecil yelled, "Meteors! Take evasive action!"

The nymphs, Sam and Ferris and Red, joined hands and invoked a physical shield which appeared as a bubble-like haze in the air with the RV and campsite inside the bubble. The meteors striking the bubble exploded into spectacular showers of fire and sparks but did not penetrate the bubble.

Soon all the grassland and woods surrounding the RV was on fire from the meteors and not long after that sirens could be heard as firefighters were coming.

"Call it off," Lucifer said. "I must be getting old to think they have no defense against meteors."

"Your age is measured in millennia," Hashmal said, "many, many millennia."

"I said I was getting old, didn't I? You're telling me nothing I don't already know."

The rain of meteors stopped. The firefighters put out the fires, but were puzzled. "Chief, how could there be so many meteors at one place at one time?"

"It's what they call a meteor shower, son. It happens all the time, especially in August."

"If you say so, chief. Those people in the RV were mighty lucky they didn't get hit by any meteors."

"They were indeed," said the chief.

Dodge listened to the firefighters comments and thought It wasn't luck, old man. It wasn't luck.

After a few days on the road Dodge asked Red who was sitting across from him, "So, we are just running with a target on our backs? What about the people we drive by?"

Red replied to him cutting off the end of a potato, "That's their problem, it's not like they are children of Juno like us."

Dodge then asked her as he cut the celery, "That's another thing I have to ask. If Juno adopted all of us, then how is there supposed to be a second generation of nymphs and gnomes? I mean, as far as I can tell. Sam is probably the first nymph."

Red nodded as she felt a bump from the road and shouted at Robert and Cecil who were driving, "Hey! I'm cutting back here!"

Red coughed clearing her throat and making herself appear nice again, "She's one of the oldest, but not the first. Sam just is one of the few surviving since that time period. She was left in charge of Egypt during the early days of the Roman empire. But, the way to make mini nymphs and gnomes is by sex."

Dodge said as he stopped cutting, "Excuse me? Isn't that like incest?"

Chloe said to him with a smile almost presenting her human form's cleavage, "I may be adopted sibling incest with Sam, Ferris or Red. But, not with *Heart*me*Heart*."

They kept on the move, never staying anywhere more than a day, always camping somewhere different each night. And they did not travel in a straight line, but took various unexpected turnings, sometimes even backtracking.

Cecil drove by instinct, somehow always knowing what evasive action to take. He could imagine that somewhere there was a frustrated angel. Good. When Robert drove, Cecil tried to sleep, but he was so worried that Robert would do the wrong thing that he had trouble keeping his eyes closed.

"You better get some sleep!" Robert said. "You have bags under your eyes and they look all dark and tired."

"Don't worry about me," Cecil said. "Keep your eyes on the road and stay alert."

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