Chains and Roses

Well, after a long-winded AFF hiatus, here\'s Chapter 6!

~~~,~’~@ Chapter 6: Rivalry @~,~’~~~

As the group of eight relaxed in the spacious living room of the Falconi estate, the F-Zero races for the day were being displayed on the large plasma television that was mounted on the wall, above a fireplace. The race was being held on the Thunder Road course in the Lightning district. Captain Falcon, the current champion and Jessie’s brother, held the lead while Black Shadow, Lily Flyer, Blood Falcon, and Phoenix held the back of the leading pack. As the pack reached the final turn of the second lap, Falcon slammed his vehicle into Lily’s Bunny Flash, causing her to hop off of the track and retire the race. Before the final lap was halfway completed, Falcon had caused Black Shadow and Blood Falcon to retire due to massive damage intake. The final stretches were nothing but Phoenix and Falcon neck and neck. Both cars tried to sideswipe the other, but that proved useless. Phoenix caught Falcon off guard in the final turn and swiped his car with no retaliation. This caused Falcon to fly off of the track, swearing as his car landed on a rescue platform that directed him to his pit crew.

“Well, doesn’t that just suck, Jessie?” Draco asked her. “Phoenix actually beat your brother in that race. Looks like you owe a few people about $20 now.”
“Yeah, whatever. You can be a bitch about it, Draco, but Falcon is still better than Phoenix.” Jessie stuck her tongue out in response.
“Phoenix is better, Falcon just hogs the spotlight.” Draco was being silly at this point, but Jessie didn’t take it that way.
“I’ll race you to settle this. Why don’t we use the two-pod simulator that you have set up at the Academy? You know, the one that you and I use to train?” Jessie knew she was in over her head.
“Okay, but I’m not holding back on you.” Draco knew he would most likely win.

With that, Jessie and Draco got geared up, grabbed their electronic license cards, and made for the balcony. Draco took his phone and called up the Academy and informed them that they were on their way and needed to use the simulators. The officials on the other end got the details ready, and within two minutes, they were clear. Draco allowed his wings to expand, while Jessie pulled the support pin from the harness that she wore under her uniform. With that, they took of into the sky, headed to the Mute City district. If not for the fact that twenty percent of the world at this time had an animalistic mutation, then they would somehow have to go incognito once they reached city limits. Instead, they flew right into the city, making note of the places that they flew over. Draco pointed out the High Stakes Bar and Track, where Falcon once raced under the pseudonym “Famicom,” and the alleyway that concealed Falcon’s top-secret (at least, to the world) underground training facility. Jessie pointed out the city hall, since the Falcon family was friendly with the city council, and the city council was friendly with the Academy. When they reached the academy, they say a small square light up on the top of the building. Draco knew that this was the spot in which they were expected to land.

Once the pair landed, a steel cage rose around them, and the platform began to descend into the building. A minute later, they were inside the Academy, currently located in the “F” wing, assigned especially to the Falconi family and their friends. In this wing, Lazlo’s office could be found. Also, one floor below ground level, the training rooms for those with clearance could be found. These training rooms were more technologically advanced, as the Falconi family was responsible for the research and development demands of the “F-Sim” series. Each room had twenty F-Sim machines; there were two sets of four connected to each other, and six sets of two connected simulators. The farthest training room in the hall, marked only with the Five-Clawed Dragon, the emblem of the Falconi family, only had eight machines, but all either were connected to each other. It was here that Draco, Jessie, Saito, Lily, Illusion, Night Owl, Meta (the eagle-morph scientist for Meta Machines that helped with simulator design), and Lazlo all raced once in a while. Lily Flyer was close friends with the family, as were the rest. It was once rumored that Lazlo was having an affair with Lily, which was quickly countered and put to rest.

Draco and Jessie reached the second-to-last room, marked with the Silver and Blue Falcon, the emblem of the Falcon family. In this room, only two machines were located, one in a silver color, the other in a blue color. They represented the training machines of Jessie and Captain Falcon, respectively. Draco sat in Falcon’s training machine while Jessie slipped into her own. They both inserted their license cards, and their racer profiles and statistics appeared on the screen. A few uses of the gas pedals, and they were finally able to select a course to simulate.

“How about Mute City – High Rise? It’s only a two-star course.” Jessie asked Draco, trying to get a minor home town advantage.
“Hell no, woman. I’m not exactly stupid. I’m voting for Big Blue – Ordeal. That’s a skill-tester course that was designed by your brother.” Draco replied, sensing Jessie’s intentions.
“If you want to talk about ‘designed by my brother,’ then…” Jessie’s voice trailed off as she used her steering wheel to choose a course. She chose Lightning – Thunder Road; the very same course that Falcon lost on. “…Then let’s see you handle this one!”

The course simulation appeared on their screens, and the room went dark. The simulated weather conditions were bad, as they always were on Lightning’s courses. The rain came down hard, and the eternal thunderstorm was flashing brightly and booming brightly, as if the eye of the storm was only a mile off. The 2500 kilometer course looked daunting to most, but not to Draco and Jessie, who have raced it before. When the light post turned yellow, they powered up their engines and prepared for their exit from the starting line. Once the post showed three green lights, they pressed the gas pedal one last time and shot off the line with a flash of light.

Jessie took the initial lead as she made perfect shift-turns into the double-90-degree turns that littered the course. Draco was still close behind, though. While Jessie’s machine, the Silver Falconite, was one of the best road handlers, Draco’s machine, the Thunder Dragon, was excellent at both acceleration and top speed, with a decent handling to boot. The engine of the Thunder Dragon was the same design as Phoenix’s machine, the Rainbow Phoenix. The body design was different from the Rainbow Phoenix, however, which meant the engine wasn’t 100% compatible with the machine; there was some loss of power, but Draco managed to compensate with excelling driving skills. As the duo twisted through the turns and took the drops, Draco took swipes at Jessie’s machine, tapping her a few times here and there, to rack up her damage. He wanted to eliminate her from the race before the beginning of the third lap, so Draco had a plan. He kept up with Jessie, conserving craft integrity as he went. When they reached the final jump of the course, Draco managed to get alongside Jessie’s craft and make the jump at the same time. It was at this point that Draco made his move. Once in midair, he sideswiped Jessie’s Silver Falconite, causing her to miss the narrow landing strip and forcing her to retire the race a little earlier than she planned. With that, the simulator showed that Jessie was retired and the lights came back on. The doors of the simulators opened up, allowing some steam to escape from each one, as Draco and Jessie stepped out of the machines.

“Damn you, Draco! What the fuck were you thinking, nailing me in midair!?” Jessie screamed.
“Think about what you just said and how you said it.” Draco stuck his tongue out and began to run down the hallway towards the elevator.
“Come back here!!” Jessie screamed as she followed suit and made her way to the elevator.

Jessie was very athletic and ran a lot, as part of her training. Her brother, Captain Falcon, always made sure Jessie was in shape before training the advanced simulators, as they were capable of replicating the G forces of an actual race. Of course, he, himself, sometimes because out of shape, so Jessie sometimes had to reverse their roles and make sure he was in shape for his big races; after all, the races put a lot of stress on the drivers, since the G forces could range between 100 G and -100 G. Through her training, she caught up to Draco rather quickly, and tackled him once she reached him on the elevator. Draco, surprised, managed to not bash his head into the floor of the elevator, but was still crushed under Jessie’s weight. After Draco was able to revive himself and stand, he held his lovers in his arms and took her into a deep and passionate kiss. They broke their kiss when the elevator reached the room and the steel cage dropped. They made their way to the edge of the building. Both released their wings from their concealed position and dived off of the building. The top of the building was about ten stories above the ground, and the duo pulled up just before landing on the pavement. They flew off into the night, making their way towards the mansion.

While all this was happening…

Saito and Aku were sitting on the sofa, watching the next race on Thunder Road featuring a set of the amateur racers. Among them was Raiza, a mysterious cat creature that was learning how to race in the circuit. Raiza was, unbeknownst to most, Rose’s brother. He entered the league races in hopes of finding out who abducted his big sister. Raiza was in pole position off of the starting line, and was gaining considerable distance from the main pack. A mysterious racer, Bahamut, was beginning to catch up to Raiza. But, no matter what Bahamut tried, he was never able to pass Raiza on the course, and Raiza took the checkered flag after three laps on one of the longest courses on the circuit.

“Hmm, that guy looks promising; maybe he’ll be able to make it to the F-Zero circuit one day, when he gets better with his driving.” Saito had said to himself, out loud.
“Maybe so, but I’ll always be better at you in racing.” Aku retorted, his ego showing, full blast.
“You don’t even race, Aku, so shut up!” Saito got a little angry by this point.
“No, but we’re both swordsmen. You up for a duel?” Aku grinned.
“You’re as good as dead, son. Think about what you want on your tombstone now, because you won’t have time later!” Saito was starting to get a little cocky as well.

Saito and Aku both made their way to the closet, where they had stashed their katanas. Saito wielded two katanas, each of a decent size, while Aku wielded only one, but was a bit larger than Saito’s two. They made their way out the large back doors and into a small arena. The back yard, as it was, was covered with an Astroturf-like grass, to make combat a bit easier on both parties. Aku and Saito stepped into marked circles on opposite ends of the grass court, and with that, the duel began. The rules were simple; the first one to land ten blows on the other’s body would be declared the winner. Illusion was a trained referee to sword duels, so he decided to oversee the match. With that, Aku and Saito charged in at each other, and the sound on clanging steel rang out through Sand Ocean.

Inside the house, Lana, Loki, and Jay were still watching the television as Raiza was given his small reward for winning the second race, and the crews were preparing the track for the third and final race for the day. This race was for junior pilots, and they were told only to complete one lap, and that their boosters were disabled. Once the lights turned green, the pilots took their small cars as fast as they could (which was only half as fast as most vehicles) and raced one lap of Thunder Road. The winner was a pilot-in-training by the name of Kent Akechi. Not many knew his origins, but that didn’t bother many.

Lana was ready to do something new, but didn’t know what exactly what she wanted, so she headed upstairs to the bedroom provided for her and took a nap. Loki decided to be a bit evil and followed Lana up the steps and waited for her to fall asleep. Once she was out cold, Loki entered her room and removed the blanket from over her body. Little did he know, she slept nude, so he got to see her naked form in all its glory. Her petite B cup breasts were soft to Loki’s touch, and her nipples were hardened from both stimulation and the low room temperature. Lana stirred a bit, but did not wake up. Loki slid his hands down Lana’s supple body and he came across her black pubic hair. He skimmed across it, then came down a little farther to find Lana’s surprisingly soaked vagina. He allowed a finger to trace a path around her lips, and then concentrated his efforts on her swollen clit. She woke up slowly to find Loki having his way with her body. If she were not enjoying this, she probably would have screamed at what was happening. But, she was enjoying the touching, so instead of hurting Loki, she just moaned and allowed him to continue. When Loki noticed Lana woke up, he was nervous, but when Lana looked relaxed, he slipped his middle finger into her virgin womanhood, ever so slowly, as to tease Lana to the point of begging. It wasn’t long before Loki noticed that Lana was still a virgin, as her hymen was still intact. Loki brought his body alongside Lana’s, and let his lips meet Lana’s. What Loki didn’t know was that Lana had a crush on him. After Lana broke their kiss, she flipped him onto his back and lowered her body so that she could work the clothing off of Loki. She started by removing his t-shirt, since the servants weren’t required to dress up formally as often as most. After the shirt, she undid his belt and worked his pants off. His five inch erection stood, tall and stiff, when freed from its denim prison. Lana brought her lips to the tip of his cock and kissed it softly, then went into a tongue dance with the five inch shaft. Loki moaned rather deeply during this ministration, and Lana knew that he loved the attention. Lana then brought his lips around his cock and slowly bobbed her head up and down his shaft, tasting his pre cum with each repetition of her motions. Loki absolutely loved this, and wished that this feeling would last forever, but he knew that it would not. Loki felt his release building up, and five minutes after she started sucking his cock, he exploded violently inside of her mouth. Lana swallowed the entire load of his sperm, and although it tasted salty, she didn’t mind, since she did love him. After she finished cleaning his body, she rose and dressed herself.

“Wow, Loki, that was great. I love you so much, but I never got the chance to tell you that.” Lana said softly with Loki dressing up right beside him.
“I love you, too, Lana. I won’t let your preferences get in the way of our love; besides, having a few extra partners might not be so bad.” Loki said with a smirk as he raised his shirt over his head and slipped it on.

Lana and Loki were in heaven, but it seems Saito and Aku were in a heated Hell of their own. Ten minutes of sword fighting had passed, and both Saito and Aku were beginning to tire. The sound of clanging metal could be heard every few seconds, but gradually slowed down. Each fighter had landed only six hits on the other, and both had the battle scars to prove it. Another five minutes later, and the final sounds of steel rang out through Sand Ocean; Saito had finally landed his tenth blow on Aku’s arm as he tried to block a jump attack from the side.

“Looks like you are victorious this time, Saito,” Aku panted, “but once we are done having fun with your thorny friend, rest assured, I will beat you…”
“I can’t wait for that chance to beat you at your best.” Saito said, both coldly and sarcastically.

Saito and Aku cleaned themselves up in different bathrooms, hoping to wash away all of the dirt and blood that the duel brought upon their bodies. Lana and Loki, after their little voyeur bedroom adventure, complete with blowjob, decided to take a shower – together – to clean up and prepare for dinner. Also at this time, Draco and Jessie landed atop the balcony that led from Draco’s room, and they also showered – together – to clean up the amounts of sweat from their simulated race and their long flight through Mute City. It was now about seven o’clock in the evening, and the cooks were preparing the favorite meals of the rape group. Draco loved his pasta, Jessie had a nice pile of noodles waiting, Illusion, Saito, and Jay both had a nice steak, Aku ate some breaded and fried salmon, and Lana and Loki shared a bowl of spaghetti, to celebrate their new relationship; it seemed Loki finally found the courage to ask Lana to be his girlfriend, and she had said yes. Things were looking up for the group. However, a sudden rumbling in the house interrupted dinner, and the group of eight traveled down to the basement floors to investigate. When they got down there, though, they noticed that something was out of place. Rose had finally made her way out of her shackles, and was ready to kill someone – more likely than not, Draco would be her first target. What they didn’t notice, at first, was that a familiar figure was standing next to her. They all recognized the figure from the races they watched earlier – the cat pilot, Raiza.

It looked like things were about to get ugly in the pristine mansion.