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Deemed too dangerous to remain in service, the destroyer-class Angeloid 'Phoenix' Type Omega had been scheduled for destruction. He was initially created as a last resort for defense of the Synapse to turn the tables of the great war in their favor. Phoenix ended the war by single-handedly wiping out the enemy with minimal effort, which frightened his creators. They had not intended to create a weapon of such power, and worried that he may eventually cause more harm than good in the long run. Phoenix was lucky enough to have a very wise general as his master, who could not bring himself to go through with his execution. It was a sad day, when he had made the decision to go against his orders and save Phoenix's life. As the hatch to the escape pod slowly closed, a tear ran down his master's face as he spoke. "Phoenix. I want you to find a new master. Someone who needs you as much as you need them." The angeloid returned his words with only a blank stare, as the hatch closed, and the pod was ejected out into space on a course for Earth.
The angeloid's memories were completely wiped, and the vast majority of his combat capabilities locked away. Barely able to stand or speak, he pushed open the door. The poor creature had awoken in a truly strange place, foreign to anything he'd ever known. The sun shined down onto his face for the first time, giving him a warm feeling that did not cause discomfort. Stepping out of the pod, Phoenix analyzed his surroundings. To the north there was the city, which obviously contained a plethora of human activity. There didn't seem to be anything of interest in any other direction, so he began his journey downtown. The breeze blew through his short, dark hair as he walked. The angeloid zipped his white leather suit up and toyed with the broken chain attached to the collar around his neck. As his memories were mostly erased, he knew very little about himself and only retained some basic knowledge about the human race. His main priority was to obtain a new 'master.'
Although a master's orders are absolute to an angeloid, whomever took it upon themselves to take him in, would soon realize he is a very independent angeloid that only needed a 'master' because he was programmed to require it for survival. He was fully capable of giving his master tactical advice, and was a highly intelligent being. However, he was still an angeloid, which meant any direct order given by the master must be carried out in full, whether or not it was what they actually wanted. Would he be able to find someone?
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The sun was beginning to set over the horizon, beautiful gradient shades of orange, yellow and pink filling the atmosphere that would eventually turn dark for night. There wasnt much commotion happening downtown at this late hour, deeming it a great time to pick up some groceries for home. The breeze was slightly warm yet when inhaled it was cold. The temperature was gradually starting to shift.Azura gently tugged her coat over her shoulders as her body began to shutter. She would make this grocery trip fast before the temperature got too cold.
With fingers intertwined with plastic in both hands Azura pranced down the sidewalk as her shoes snapped above the concrete. It was always a feeling of accomplishment when you purchase the objects you want yet your wallet begs to differ. An alleyway came into view as she approached closer to it, noting that it was an easier way to cross the street other than waiting for traffic from her every day trip. It was dark and appeared unoccupied and it was too good of an opportunity to pass up. She hummed a sweet tune in her throat, swaying her hips as her snow white hair danced as she took each step. The rustling of what sounded like cans behind her caught her attention, quick to swivel around to note the disorder.
Whats a pretty girl like you doing in a dark place like this? A mysterious man stepped from the shadows with a hood concealing his face, his lips and nose were the only feature available to see. Two other men stepped in behind him. He must be the ring leader. Remarkably Azura managed to stay calm and hold her composure, giving a non-threatening grin towards their directions.
No need to flatter, but I must head home. She lifted her bags to show she had products. I dont want to spoil my milk sitting here chatting. Have a good night gentlemen. She ended the conversation before anyone could object her, a deep sigh leaving her mouth as she turned around to continue her travel. The reverberating sound of feet dragging against the floor hit the brick walls until a hold hand gripped her right arm. The hairs on her body did handstands, her head slowly turning around to dreadfully look at the masked men.
Why leaving all of a sudden? You look like you need help carrying those. Dont want to hurt those pretty hands of yours they could be useful in the long run. His friends snickered in the background at his sexual comment. Azura found it harder to keep her composure, a nervous giggle erupting from her rosy pink lips.
Arent you cute? Her comment was brief with a harsh tinge of sarcasm, violently snagging her hand away from the invader.I said goodbye. She emphasized, attempting to turn back around before the hand gripped her wrist again, this time more grotesquely and convincingly.
Youve got bad attitude. The man angrily said through clenched teeth, tightening his grip even more to vent a small whimper from the shocked girl. The other two men circled around the opened spots, ensuring she wouldnt walk away anymore. Without warning, the ring leader raised his hand up in the air and slapped Azura across her left cheek with the back of his hand, a cry leaking out only to be covered by one of the mens hands to muffle it. Be fucking quiet! The man spat at her as he pinched her cheeks harshly, causing them to throb.
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Phoenix had just happened to be walking nearby, allowing his close ranged sensors to alert him of an immediate threat to an innocent human life nearby. His eyes widened, and he immediately started sprinting toward them with haste, ducking in and out of alley-ways and leaping over trash cans. "Be fucking quiet!" The strange man said to the trembling white-haired female that was surrounded by a small band of thugs. The male Angeloid had arrived at the scene behind them just as the disgusting man spat at her.
"Why?" Phoenix spoke out loud, for the first time since he had set foot on the planet. His voice was deep, smooth, and very precise. The three men turned their attention over toward the odd looking gentleman in the immaculate white leather suit. "You want a piece of this action too? We saw her first, ass hole!" The man said, as his putrid breath befouled the immediate area around the girl's face. Phoenix's expression was a mixture of serenity and determination, as his scanners calculated information regarding all four of the humans. Freeing the girl was his top priority, but he wanted to make sure he would be able to do so without ending the mens' lives. After a few milliseconds, his calculations completed and his fists curled into a tight ball, moving himself into a brawling stance. "Let the girl go." He said smoothly, yet firmly.
"Bwahahahahah!" All three men heartily laughed in unison. The ring leader's grasp on the girl only became tighter as he responded. "Oh no! Pretty boy over here is going to tickle us in the-" Before he was able to finish his sentence, Phoenix had swiftly positioned himself right next to the man, with his hand tightly grasping his throat. Lifting the thug into the cold, night air, Phoenix's eyes started to glow a fiery red. "Let the girl go." He roared, as a mysterious energy started to flow upward through him. His leather clothing rippled in the wind, and his short hair danced upward. One of the men from behind took a swing at Pheonix's head, only to have his fist caught in the Angeloid's free hand. With a quick twist, the attacker's hand was shattered and he staggered backward falling against the wall in a bumbling mess, shrieking in pain. Fast as lightning, his head turned to face the other man, who immediately took off running out of sight.
"W-what are you?" The remaining man struggled to speak up, with Pheonix's hand still grasping his throat, holding him roughly 5 inches off the ground.
"I am Pheonix, a ...." The Angeloid blinked, as this part of his memory bank had been erased, or locked away. "I am a pet class angeloid, designed to cater to all of my master's desires."
"Sure man, whatever you say! Look, just let me go, and I'm history!" As soon as he let go of the female, he was released, and the man ran in the opposite direction that the other one went. The one with the broken hand got up and stumbled away as well.
After a moment, the fiery aura of energy around the Angeloid faded, and his eyes returned to their original hue. He slowly turned his attention to the girl, and scanned to make sure she was not a threat to him, and to analyze any injuries she may have received.
"Are you alright? Is this kind of behavior typical for humans?" He stepped closer to her, but not in an intimidating manner. "My name is Phoenix, I'm sorry that we couldn't have met under better circumstances..." The odd man extended his hand out to shake, hoping that he was in a place where a handshake was culturally acceptable. "If you'd like, I can help you carry your items home. I would hate to see these men attack you a second time."
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Why?
Oh man, another guy?!Azura thought to herself as her contracted pupils glided over towards the newly added guest. The aura surrounding him was softer yet still threatening in an unfamiliar way, but she wouldnt let her guard down that easily. He stood tall with a formal posture, his attire fitting him well but was oddly proper for someone to wonder around town looking for misfortune.
The outcome wasnt looking too grand when the trio felt threatened by him, tightly grabbing Azruas wrist in a reflexive instinct to hold ones property to incoming threat. A discomfort expression contorted the girls face as she groaned in distress.
His demanding tone was as smooth as butter as it cut through the air, almost caressing her ears as his voice resonated from her eardrums. Was he truly here to rescue her? A feeling of guilt overcame her for a split second; she couldnt even save herself. The men that circled her laughed manically and it pierced her ears unpleasantly, causing her to cock her head to shield the closest ear over her shoulder. The grip on her wrist tightened furthermore, eliciting a shriek of pain before suddenly his grasp vanished.
This enigmatic man had her antagonist gasping for air with an effortless grip to the throat. Azura couldnt help but blink thrice at the reality of the escalating situation. This had to be some sick prank, right? The wind abruptly picked up in the alleyway, her blizzard-like tresses aggressively thrashing around as gravel whipped fiercely around the group. As she safeguarded her face with her forearm and squinted her sequined eyes she would notice that the incredible force was coming from that newcomer! Was his eyes changing color too? Oh, no
Azura trembled from the fright that washed over her instantaneously. Who is this man and how on Earth could he possess something like this?! Her heart thumped and pumped like a ticking time bomb, ready to erupt at any time. It wasnt long before the crowed cleared after two was left wounded and the other petrified for his life after witnessing what happened to his comrades. But what he said in response to the inquire to what he was couldnt stop replaying through her head: "I am a pet class angeloid, designed to cater to all of my master's desires."
What exactly does that mean?
H-how can you talk as if nothing just h-happened?... Azrua stuttered as the angeloid tried to make small talk after a ferocious encounter. He was nice and obviously saved her from sudden death, but after that show how could she so easily trust him? It would be rude of her to not respond to his questions, after all he did help her out. No No, not at all. I mean, some humans wait The more she thought about it, the more she really questioned this guy. Why did you say humans? So youre NOT one? Well, duh. He just said he was. How did he say it? A pet class angeloid? You have a lot to explain to me because I have no idea what the hell is going on! The girl flailed her hands around to exaggerate the confusion and frustration she was feeling in that very moment. Not most humans are like that but many are.
She couldnt risk the men coming back again, and despite the strangeness of this angeloid she permitted him access to help her carry her belongings home, mostly because she wanted to know more about this man. Hopefully he would be kind enough to answer her, even though hes already done a lot for her in just these few moments of their encounter. I hope you dont mind but I need to know exactly who you are and how you performed that little show back there. Is this a reality show? Am I being pranked? The tone in her voice was easy to tell how much distress she was really in. She bent down to hurriedly grab the belongings that fell from her bags and placed them back before handing the man a few to carry.
Follow me, you have a lot of explaining to do so I can understand what the heck is going on.
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"No, I am not a human." He responded quietly, not realizing whether or not the existence of Angeloids was common knowledge. "As I said before, I am a pet class Angeloid. However, I am currently without a master." She continued to speak, asking him if she'd been punked as if she were caught on some reality television program. "I am not sure what you mean by this. What is reality TV? I assure you I was only trying to protect you from those bullies." Pheonix's head tilted to the side, his hair flowing along in confusion. Reaching out, he picked up whatever belongings Azura handed him to carry, and began following her back on the way to wherever she was going.
As they stepped through the town, the ambient sounds of automobiles and chatter could be heard all over the place. While the locals were most likely used to the noise, it was difficult for a newcomer like Pheonix to tune it out. Looking over, and down to Azura as they walked, the Angeloid had begun to think about the possibilities of calling her his master. "As I explained before, I am in fact not a human. I am a simple pet-class Angeloid by the name of Phoenix. I've been abandoned by my previous master, and now I am roaming this town looking for someone suitable for the job. Would you be interested?" The strange man warmly held her things in one arm, and lifted the other hand to grab the chain around his neck, extending it to her, as if he was offering to let her hold it. It was a dark, heavy looking chain that connected to an uncomfortable looking device that suddenly appeared around the Angeloid's neck.
Not even a second went by before he quickly turned away and retracted his hand, and thus the offer. "I'm sorry. This isn't something I should be asking you... yet." Catching himself, he knew that bluntly asking her to become his master like this after such a traumatic event wouldn't make much sense to her. Phoenix did not know much about human behavior, although he wasn't completely clueless on the matter and calculated that she would most likely reject him, and think of him as some sort of creep. Being created as a weapon, Phoenix's combat and processing capabilities were abundantly powerful. That being said, his emotional control was left lacking in order to make up for this prowess on the battlefield.
This lack of emotional control over himself is also the main reason why he was able to speak so nonchalantly about the events that had just taken place. Everything spoken from the strange man in the white leather suit's mouth was very calm, collected, and articulate. It was in his hopes that they would arrive at her home soon, so he could explain himself in a more private manner, free from the worry of her being attacked again. After a few more seconds of them walking in the direction of Azura's home, the lock and chain around his neck began to dematerialize and seemingly vanish into thin air. Though it seemed to not be there any longer, the disappearance was purely cosmetic. I suppose you want me to explain why Angeloid's need masters as well... I will to the best of my knowledge, but I'd like to save that for a more private setting. The wind blew a cold chill around the two of them, as they walked on.
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What was this nonsense that was spewing from his mouth? He didnt even know what reality TV was! Okay, so this had to be real. Just to make sure she pinched herself to ensure this was indeed reality, and it was. So you mean to tell me youre not even human at all? We need to get you away from the publics eye or theyll notice you! She grabbed at his wrist and led the way to her home, picking up the pace in order to get their faster.
You included the name angel with angeloid, so do you have wings? If you do youre hiding them very well. Keep them that way. If anyone sees them theyll either think youre cosplaying or know that youre not from around here. If they do come out we will have to say its part of a costume or something around those lines. Her back was faced to him as they paced along the sidewalk, her eyes straight ahead and concentrated.
Im sorry if I didnt thank you properly for helping me. I will cook something at my home in thanks and I would like to know more about your story. But his next question really caught her off guard once she spun around to face him for a moment. Because his master? Was this a fetish of his? A thick chain pixelized into view, something straight out a movie that was connected around his neck. She didnt even have enough time to respond back because he quickly took his words back. But did he add the word yet into it?... Well talk more about it later, I dont even have time to ask any questions.
It only took the duo five more minutes before they stepped foot into her home. It wasnt a big house, only two bedrooms. It was good enough for her since she was living alone. She took her shoes off once she went inside her house and took the groceries from Pheonix and started to put them in their designated areas.
Does chicken breast with potatoes and vegetables sound okay to you? While I cook you can sit by the table near the kitchen and begin to explain things to me.
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The man handed her the things he had carried for her, and did as she asked, sitting himself down at her kitchen table. "That sounds fantastic!" He graciously said in a warm tone, at least as much of one as he could muster. The angeloid did not normally regain his strength by eating food in the way humans did, as there were multiple ways for him to re-energize. However, to appear humanly and attempt to make Azura more comfortable, he thankfully accepted her cooking. "I've never had anyone cook for me before... You certainly are a good person. By the way, I don't believe I caught your name yet. What would you like me to call you?" His mind trailed off for a moment, as he gazed blankly into the delicious looking meal she was preparing. His stomach growled as the intoxicating aroma of the chicken breasts permeated throughout the kitchen.
"As for my wings, yes. I am equipped with a variable wing core." The simple fact did not register in his mind that pet-class angeloids were never equipped with such powerful hardware. "You don't see them, because I have the ability to make them come and go as I need them. See?" Standing up, he pushed the chair in and assumed a straight posture. White light was emitted from his body, as feathery, cream colored wings materialized and emerged from his body. They wrapped around him momentarily, and then retracted. As they vanished back into his upper back, the inhuman Phoenix pulled the chair back out and sat back down. "I rarely use them, however. No need." The angeloid was very graceful in his display, and did not knock anything off of the table, or allow his wings to touch anything in the kitchen during their visual demonstration.
"I'd love to know if there's anything I can do for you, master." He awkwardly covered his mouth momentarily, and blushed. "I mean... Is there any way I can repay you for being so kind as to feed a hungry angeloid?!" In a cute, more energetic than normal way, he forced a really awkward smile and tried to cover himself up yet again, as he waited for her to finish cooking.
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"Awe, thanks for the kindhearted compliments. And you certainly are the gentleman." Her smile radiated before answering his question. "My name is Azura, sorry for not introducing myself properly, but then again we didn't really have a swell introduction to begin with." She chucked at their misfortune for meeting as she stirred around the sauteed vegetables.
Her eyes watched as he demonstrated his wings to her, those blue eyes booming with fascination that this was even possible. No one can know about this or the government will surely try and take him for review. That would be awful. "That's so neat, I wish I had wings. Flying is everyone's fantasy here on Earth." Her hand turned the knob on the stove, turning off the burner that was heating the vegetables. The potatoes and chicken finished cooking, her body motioning over to the cabinets to grab two plates as she began to fix them both for herself and Pheonix.
"If you keep calling me master I suppose you should give me the feminine title and call me mistress since that's your preferred name for me anyways." She giggled at his bizarre ways, setting down his plate as well as a cup of water to wash down the food. "I have other beverages if you'd like. I don't know what you usually eat or drink. Help yourself, just don't break anything." She sat down and picked up a knife and fork and started to politely cut her chicken in decent pieces to eat. "Why do you need a master anyways? Is it programmed in you? Did they kick you out of your own world?"
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"Thank you, mistress!" Phoenix said with a gentle smile as he eyeballed the delicious meal before him. Awkwardly, he picked up the fork and poked and prodded at the meat, unsure of how to properly use it. It wasn't sticking to the end as well as Azura's was, although unbeknownst to him, it may work better if he hadn't been gripping the prong-end of the utensil. With a shrug of his shoulders, he sat the fork down and picked up the place with a hand on each side raising it to mouth-level. Opening his mouth, he just inhumanly sucked the entire contents down in mere seconds, leaving no mess. With a satisfied sigh, he sat the now spotless plate down on the table and paused for a moment with a spaced out, amazed look on his face.
"THAT WAS AMAZING!" He said as excitedly as his awkward expressions would allow, the shape of shimmering stars replacing the pupils in his eyes. "Thank you again for the food! It is programmed into us, more or less. I'm After pondering for a moment over her blessing to call her his mistress, the Angeloid looked at her once again with a piercing gaze. The metallic mechanism materialized around his neck once more, this time with a much longer chain. With his left hand, he grasped part of the end of it, reaching out in offering to Azura. "I also appreciate you allowing me to call you mistress. This is for you!" In his mind, she had accepted him as her angeloid, he only needed to make it official by imprinting, whether or not this poor innocent earthling girl knew what she was getting herself into.
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As Azura was eating her own food her eyes occasionally looked up to watch what Pheonix was doing, giggling at how he handled the fork in his hand. She was about to step in and correct him until he decided to chug his food like a barbarian. Her mouth gaped open in surprise as there was no mess as he ate so sloppily. "I-I'm glad you liked it?" Her eyes blinked a few times before dismissing what had just happened right before her.
After finishing her own plate she would pick up hers and Pheonix's plate's and put them in the sink before being approached by him in a appreciative way. He pulled out the chain like before, but she didn't know what he meant by saying it was for her. Shrugging her shoulders she reached out to grab the large chunk of chain to examine it before a chemical reaction instantly burst into full effect as soon as her fingertips made contact.
The end of the chain coiled around her hand, tightly fastening around it to ensure the connection between angeloid and mistress. Her attempt to pry it off was unsuccessful, the chain still locking onto her hand with no mercy. "What's the meaning of this?!" She shouted as she shook her hand to try and rid of the damned object, starting to freak out.
Then, the chain started to disappear like before, evaporating into thin air. She didn't feel the chain on her anymore, but due to prior knowledge she knew it was still there, connecting the two together. "Is this that Master thing you kept talking about?!"
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"Don't worry, mistress. That little display was simply a formality." Phoenix said with a warm smile, feeling a great sense of relief. This human girl was definitely the one he was meant to find. After the dust had settled and the chain had faded back into nothingness, the Angeloid stood up and reached into one of the pockets of his jacket to pull out a strange looking card with unreadable lettering on it. "Now that the imprinting process is complete, I should be able to help you with what you mentioned earlier. You said flying is everyone's fantasy on Earth, correct?" The card between his ring and index finger began to glow as he held it up above his head.
With a serious look of concentration, the card vanished as the chain recently did, and the angeloid looked into his new mistress' eyes once again. "Go ahead, mistress. You should be able to levitate now. Just concentrate your energy and focus it underneath you, to push yourself upward." Phoenix had used his powerful ability to grant Azura the wish of temporary flight. The only issue here, is that he neglected to tell her that if she were to float further than her height off of the ground, she'd immediately lose the power and fall. Also, this ability is only effective for 5 minutes.
"By the way, since you're now my mistress, that means I'm required to live in your house with you, and take care of you. I don't suppose that's a problem is it?" He said, removing his jacket and folding it up, watching to see if she believed him when he said she could fly. He was not wearing a shirt underneath, so as the white leather jacket was removed from his torso, the Angeloid's sculpted form was displayed in its full glory. His hairless back and chest were illuminated in the kitchen light, however there was a deep, old scar stretching from his left collar bone all the way down diagonally to the right side of his stomach. "After you're finished, I should really bathe. Though, I may need some assistance, as I've never used a human's facilities before."
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Azura could only stare at the angeloid as he began to unfold the card to display its true potential. The reaction was short lived, nothing changing since it ceased. She couldn't understand what had happened until he clarified it for her. So, she could levitate now? "Huh? I guess I can try." She shrugged her shoulders, not really certain if this was a joke or not. Closing her eyes she tried to feel the energy within her and focusing it underneath her body. It took her a minute but she felt it flow down to the tips of her toes, and as soon as she felt that sensation she would push herself upwards.
"Wow!" She exclaimed as she looked down, noticing her feet didn't touch the ground once she jumped. She really was levitating! "I can't believe you can do that!" Her body twirled around in the air, her hair flowing with the wind as she spun around. Feeling confident enough once she got the hang of it she tried to go as high as the ceiling but was reluctantly stopped, her body crashing down to the ground once she got a certain height. "Ouch..." She whimpered as she fell flat on her behind.
"It's not a problem, at least it's going to have to not be one." She responded back to him before blushing at his request to help him bathe. "Here on this planet men and woman aren't really suppose to help each other when it comes to bathing unless you're young, elderly or in a relationship. But... Since this is your first time I will help you, but I'm going to have to restrain my eyes from looking at you in the flesh." She gulped down her words, embarrassed that she even had to say them to him. "Follow me, I'll take you into the bathroom." Motioning for him to come over she would walk the two into the bathroom. It was fairly large for an apartment, containing a shower and a bathtub separately.
"Which one would you like to use? One is for standing while one if for sitting and enjoying."
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Phoenix's blank looking face examined the bath tub, and then the shower that his new mistress was kind enough to offer him to use. "Hmm." He thought for a moment, before coming to a decision. "I'd like to try the bath tub, if you don't mind." He said in a quiet voice, with curiosity in his tone. Without a care, he stepped out of the rest of his suit, and neatly folded it to be placed in the dirty laundry. The angeloid's full figure was now in clear view, although he stood with his back to Azura. The perfectly sculpted bottom had a manly sway, as he walked over to step into the empty bath tub, sitting down and looking over his shoulder to question his mistress.
"How does it work?" He questioned, reaching out for the hot water control and turning it on full blast. The water slowly filled the tub, growing warmer, almost to a boiling point. Even though the liquid would be excruciatingly painful for a regular human to experience, Phoenix seemed to be enjoying himself. He switched the flow off, and slowly sank downward into the steaming hot bath. "This feels great. Am I clean yet?" He asked, comfortably submerged in the crystal clear water. "If not, will you instruct me on how to properly take a bath as humans do?"
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Azura blushed as he nonchalantly took off his clothing as if it were nothing. She wanted to shield her eyes in respect of privacy but obviously he didn't mind stripping in front of her. Trying to put on her best poker face she turned around to see him inside of the bathtub. A small bubble of laughter wanted to escape but she swallowed it down with a harsh gulp.
She was just about to help him fill the tub until his hands reached for the "H" knobs, the hot water spewing outwards at full speed, steam quickly rising as it was severely hot. "W-Wait!" Azura shrieked until she noticed his relaxed facial expression. Despite it being deathly hot for her it was relaxing and soothing for him. "Just to let you know those temperatures would cook a human. Damn." She bit her thumb as she couldn't even fathom being submerged in that water.
"No, you're not clean just yet." She grabbed a wash rag and a cup, along with soap, shampoo and conditioner. "Lets wash your hair first." She dipped the cup into the water so her hands wouldn't get scolded, pouring the water over his head. She warned him to shield his eyes beforehand. Graciously she lathered shampoo on his hair, careful for it to not get in his eyes. She massaged his scalp before pouring some water over his head to rid of the shampoo. She repeated this step for Conditioner.
"Next, your body. Sit up straight so I can wash your back and chest. Once you see what I am doing you can do it to yourself for practice." Once he straightened up she rubbed the bar of soap into the rag so it was soapy enough for full coverage. Gently she skidded the rag over his back, feeling his defined muscles as her hand worked its way all over his body, moving towards his chest. "See? I am also making circular motions. You try it." She handed the rag towards his hand.
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The steaming hot water rippled around the angeloid, as he comfortably sat there allowing Azura to wash his hair and his back. The fact that this woman had not only invited him into her home, but was also helping him bathe put up no red flags to him. While Phoenix had some basic understanding of humans, he was still quite naive to their ways and thought nothing of this unusual situation.
"Like this?" He said with a smile, the sound of the water moving as his moist hand met hers to take the rag. The palms of their hands touched for a moment, as he retrieved the rag, causing him to feel a brief tingling sensation in his gut that he'd never experienced before, even in the synapse. Shrugging the awkward thought away, he ran the soaked towel over his body, scrubbing his chest and finishing up. "There, I've got to be clean now, right?" Phoenix asked, standing up slowly and turning around to face the girl.
The body of the angeloid was in full frontal view for her to see, leaving nothing to imagination. From his chest down to his flaccid member, and all the way to his bare feet, there was not a hair to be seen. "If you don't mind, I'll dry off now, and walk down to a clothing store to purchase some dry clothes to wear." He said, completely naked as he used a nearby towel to do as he had planned. After drying off, he neatly placed the towel on the edge of the tub, and began walking out of the bathroom and in the direction of her front door. The clueless angeloid hadn't even thought about how people may look at his naked form in public, nor the fact that at this time of a night most stores would be closed anyway.
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"Yup, you're clean now!" She said just before he decided to stand up and turn towards her. She tried to flail her hands around, telling him that it wasn't necessary to turn in front of her but it was too late. Her head sunk in her shoulders as her face turned brighter than the sun. He had no hair on him whatsoever and for being flaccid he was pretty large. Just the thought of it caused her heart to pound inside of her chest and her body to remind motionless.
She tried to shield her eyes as he started to dry off, peaking through her cracks of her hands to see if he was finished. When she peaked again, he was gone. Instantly she ran towards the living room and watch as he was about to leave. "HEY, WOAH!" She shrieked before sucking up the fact that he was naked and came charging at him to violently grab his hand.
"Have you saw anyone walking around in the flesh during your visit in town? No? Then you don't do it either! That's not something we humans do!" She said before dragging him away from the door. "Do you have anymore clothes or do we need to buy you some?"
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"It's not?" Phoenix turned his head around to respond to her. "I didn't see any humans that weren't wearing clothing, but I am not a human and therefore anyone who sees me shouldn't think anything strange, right?" The nude angeloid eyed her for a moment, and took note of the expression on her face. In his eyes he was about to make a critical failure in judgement and realized just how much he needed her if he was going to survive in this surprisingly complicated world. "If you say I can't, then I won't, mistress."
"No, I unfortunately do not have any more clothes. However I could create some, if that's what you want, mistress." He said, with a slight blush as he began to realize she could see his body in its full frontal glory. Since she was a human as well, this must be incredibly embarrassing to her. Phoenix clearly had a long way to go when it came to understanding humans, and adapting to their ways. Revealing the palm of his hand pointed upward, another mysterious card materialized out of thin air for him to grasp. Mumbling something inaudible, an outfit suddenly began to form on his body just as the chains did before.
He now stood next to her in a skimpy black speedo, showing off his thick, impressive bulge nicely. His synthetic skin was now seemingly oiled up in order to show off his toned physique in the lighting, and his hair was now slicked back. "What do you think about this look, mistress? I've wirelessly connected to your computer and scanned your search history to see what you may think is attractive on a man. Unfortunately, most of them weren't wearing any clothes, and were doing some obscure things. By the way, what is auto-fellatio?" Phoenix stood there, looking down to her and blinking his eyes, awaiting her response and approval of his attire. "If you don't like this, I can create something else."
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Azura waited as Phoenix said he would make some clothes for him to wear. Luckily it was as easy as that and she didn't have to drag him around while being nude. The town is small so everyone would know it was her for the rest of her life. She wanted to save herself the embarrassment for sure. Tapping her foot on the ground she would watch in amazement how one little card could possibly hold so much potential and wishes.
until his outfit couldn't be anymore embarrassing. Just when she thought it couldn't get any worse.
"W-wait, how d-d-did you... W-what?!" She stuttered as her blue irises scanned over on his body as it resembled one of the porn stars she had just recently watched a day or two ago. How did he have this much power to access her computer wirelessly? She still had more to learn about this angeloid and what he could do.
"That's PORN!" She shouted the words out to let it be known to get it out of her system. "That's where... Uh... People do mating-like things to one another for fun for people like... uh..." It was hard explaining things, especially using herself as an example. "Uh... Like me to enjoy..." She shield her eyes shut tightly as if she were trying to wake up from this nightmare.
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"People like you enjoy this sort of thing?" He looked confused for a moment, but then closed his eyes. "Very well, information logged. Mistress Azura is obsessed with pornography." His eyes flashed red for a moment, and then returned to their original hue. "I sense that you are displeased by my choice in clothing. What do you think about this one instead?" He snapped his fingers underneath the fiery, magical card and the current outfit began de-materializing. After the lightshow of matter forming together on his body, he was left with a simple white jumpsuit just as he was dressed when they met. Only this time it was pristine, and very clean due to not having been in a street brawl.
"I think it's getting relatively late, Mistress. Would you like me to go and make your bed for you? Perhaps run you a bath as well? You'll need your sleep after-all." Phoenix added, wanting to make sure his mistress stayed well kept and taken care of. "Of course, any order you give me is absolute, and must be followed through. That is angeloid law afterall." This last bit was said with a different, more serious tone. Almost as if he had caught a small glimpse of his past and remembered some of the horrors he had put into motion due to absolute orders from his previous master.
After a short moment of blankly staring as if deep in thought past Azura's shoulder, he turned to walk into her bedroom. "Excuse me mistress. I'll.. I'll be in your bedroom should you need me." Phoenix's steps were slow, with his head slouched down, walking past her and into the bedroom. Upon arrival, he sat down against her dresser, unsure of what it even was and closed his eyes. He was not asleep, as sleeping is not something angeloids typically do. However, to the untrained eye it may seem as if he were.
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Azura quickly shook both of her hands in front of Phoenix, stuttering as she tried to deny what he had already logged. "N-n-no Phoenix!!!" She protested before face-palming. "That information shouldn't have been figured out. It's private. Try not to mention it unless you really have a general curiosity for it. Other than that, end of story with pornography." Her chest sunk in as she sighed heavily in relief that the fiasco was over once he change his clothing back to normal, only cleaner.
"I understand it's your job to do those things for me but really, I am fine doing them myself. Maybe we change things up a notch and you get to relax after all of those years?" Her voice was soft and tender but Phoenix seemed to dismiss her words as he walked past her towards her room. His tone of voice startled her as it seemed to show a hint of an emotion... but what was that said emotion?
Standing there thinking to herself for a brief moment she decided to walk into her room where she saw his eyes peacefully sealed. "He's probably just tired. He had a big day after all." Her thoughts bought relief to her, trying not to worry too much about him. This transition will take time and it won't work overnight. She had to remind herself that. It brought joy to her to see him able to relax, if only for a second.
Not wanting to disturb him she quickly grabbed her pajama attire before heading to the bathroom, turning on the faucet to let the water pour in. The temperature was perfect for her and not scolding hot like what Poenix enjoys. Gently she undressed herself and placed the dirty clothes into the hamper before getting into the water.
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Phoenix entered a deep meditative state, which did not necessarily mean he was recharging, but simply analyzing the data collected throughout his first day on Earth and thinking about his new mistress. She seemed like a kind hearted being, someone unlike the thugs that assaulted her. Very much unlike what he perceived humans to be like overall. She fed him, gave him a home, and offered to buy him new clothing. If humans are this kind, then why is civilization so foul? Why do some hate, but others love? These new emotions he began to feel were foreign to the warrior angeloid, and his combat oriented core was having issues dealing with them. The one thing Phoenix did conclude, was that he must protect his new mistress at all costs, as a person like her must be an extremely rare find, indeed.
Sitting there in a trance-like state for several hours, he ignored anything Azura would have done around him, and gave her some privacy. Since the night time was when humans tend to lay down to sleep, he assumed this is when she would need to recharge her body's energy. Several hours went by, before Phoenix's eyes opened and he quietly stood. He looked around the room for a moment, and then noticed the bed. "So this is how humans recharge." He pondered in his mind, as he slowly lifted the covers and slipped inside, fully clothed. The relatively clueless angeloid wasn't paying attention to whether or not Azura was also in bed, but instead lay there comfortably staring up at the ceiling, with his hands behind his head.
"Relax after all those years." She said to him the previous night, but what could she mean by this, he thought? Phoenix had never had a master or mistress that treated him as if he had feelings, or as anything other than a tool. However, he did not remember much about his past regardless, or why he was equipped with some of the powerful weaponry in his data banks. He wasn't as worried about his internal equipment, however, as he had no need to use it. The majority of his interest now was pleasing his new mistress, keeping her safe, and blending in with society. Little did he know, that this would soon become much more complicated than he had anticipated...
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Her bath was exfoliating as she sunk into the water, pondering on everything that had happened today. Everything was a drastic change in pace so rapidly. First she was buying groceries to being mugged to meeting an out-of-this-world angeloid. How could she not have had a mental breakdown already? A big huff of air left her nostrils to form bubbles into the water. She had no idea what to do with him or how to make sure he would be okay in the public's eyes. She shrugged it off, figuring to worry about it more when the time came.
She dried off and clothed herself in pajamas; a silky shirt and sweatpants that hugged her nicely and comfortably. Her hands reached to pick up her brush and combed her hair, taking away all of the knots that were scattered in her white tresses. Steadily she paced back into her bedroom to find him still there, un-moving. She was tired and needed to sleep, scooting into her bed and made sure she wouldn't disturb him. It didn't take long for her to fall asleep.
Azura was one to toss and turn in bed, never finding a comfortable position. It wasn't until she found a just right position, her arms outstretched on what seemed to be a hardened pillow and her head resting on something warmer than usual. Her body snuggled on it with more emphasis until the feeling was too unusual. Slowly her eyes opened and blinked, trying to see what she was hugging. Was that... Phoenix?! Her body quickly retreated as she found herself hugging all over him, feeling embarrassed and ashamed... But wait... when did he even lay in bed with her?! The heart that was lodged inside of her chest beat rapidly alongside her hoarse breathing.
"I'm so sorry!" She apologized to the angeloid who was awake and staring up at the ceiling, unknown what his response would be to that affection here portrayed on Earth. Perhaps he wouldn't even understand that the gesture signifies other things.
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Phoenix mostly ignored Azura, finding himself lost in thought as he continued to stare at the ceiling. He could feel the warmth of her body against his, but thought nothing unusual of it while she had been snuggling with him in her sleep. Assuming this was not a hostile gesture, since he was feeling no pain or danger, the angeloid chose not to stop her. After she awoke, and realized what she had been doing, he turned his head over to face her his hair now slightly messy from having been smashed against the pillow for so long. "You have no reason to apologize to me, mistress." Phoenix said with a relatively blank face, before returning his gaze to the emptiness above him.
"It was quite nice, actually. I've never had a master or mistress quite like you." Thinking to himself for a moment, he blinked. "Would you mind if we did that more often? It was giving me a strange, but pleasant feeling." Logically, humans would most likely huddle together like that in bed, due to body heat and comfort. At least this is what he believed for now as he spoke again. "It's only 2:25 AM, mistress. You should get your rest. I was planning on asking you to show me around the city tomorrow, so I can get a better feel for the place you humans live. On our way to your house, I also noticed signs that mention a local fair?"
Thinking he may be asking too much of his mistress, he closed his mouth, and blushed a little. Even though he was in a serious mindset at the moment, Phoenix looked absolutely ridiculous wearing his entire outfit, boots included while in bed with Azura. "If it would help you sleep better, I will exit the bed. I am sorry for intruding on you."
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He wanted her to... what?! Hug him more? Her face flushed red, her heart thudding as her breathing grew quicker. It was hard responding to him, not knowing the words to say. "Uhm... How should I put this..." Her fingers twiddled as she sat upright on the bed, her eyes searching the blanket as if it had the answers spilled out for her to see. "What I just did to you is meant for people who are very close. I'm not saying we're not close, since I am your... Mistress?" It felt sooooooo weird to say that but she managed to throw that in. "It's more of a thing for lovers." Quickly she took the blanket and shielded her reddened face, not wanting to talk to him after that embarrassing conversation, especially knowing how it made him feel.
"Sure, we can go to the fair, I'll show you around don't worry." She started to lift the blanket off from her face until she noticed he had his boots on still. "You're not bothering me at all but it is bothering me that you're still wearing boots. Can you put on something like this?" Grabbing her phone, she searched online to bring up an image of a man wearing pajamas. He wore loose pants that were plaid and a white t-shirt. She brought the phone up to his face for him to see. "See? He's not wearing any shoes or anything. He looks comfortable. Can you do your magic-thingy or whatever you call it so you can change into it?" She suggested, trying to make him fit in more.
"After you do this then we can go back to bed. You sleep, right?" Her brow quirked upwards as she realized he wasn't sleeping yet this late at night.
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Phoenix sat up in bed, and nodded toward Azura. "That sounds like an order. Right away, mistress." He proudly added, sitting up in the bed and turning the palm of his hand upward as he did once before. A fiery card started to appear again, and with it he de-materialized the current clothing he had on. After a short moment in the nude, a pair of loose, plaid pants appeared on him, as well as the white t-shirt in the picture he had been shown. "You're right, mistress. This is much more comfortable than before. Thank you." The angeloid said, logging the data in his memory banks.
"About what happened, I see that it's something embarrassing to you? I will not ask about it again." Phoenix lay back in the bed, and closed his eyes to appear as if he were sleeping as a human would. "No. Angeloids do not require sleep as humans do, but I shall do my best to appear as though I am sleeping. I am able to power down into a state almost like a trance, however. Think of it as the standby mode on the computer where your porn collection is. Big day tomorrow!" Nonchalantly, he answered her query, and drifted his core into the before-mentioned state, set to awaken when Azura's brainwaves show that she wakes up.
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Before Azura had a chance to talk to him he quickly went to "sleep", shutting his eyes and unresponsive. She bit the inside of her cheek as she allowed her mind to wonder around. It broke her heart in a way to see him walking around with no idea what to do without someone giving him commands. Did he even have a mind of his own to be able to do what he wants? Perhaps in the morning she'll talk to him about it, wondering if he'll even understand what freedom really is.
She didn't want to get too deep in thought, closing her lids before drifting off into slumber. Why did sleeping always seem to go by so quickly? It's like those 8 hours never existed. Stretching she sat upwards and yawned, twirling her head around to see Phoenix laying down in bed still beside her. It was weird waking up to someone else in bed with her, not experiencing something like that for quite some time now.
"Pst... It's time to wake up Phoenix." Azura whispered in his ear as she shook his shoulders gently, hoping her movements wouldn't cause him to get into some type of defense mode or anything.
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Phoenix opened his eyes and looked over to Azura in response. "Very well, mistress." He said, getting out of the bed, and making his way out the door. Poking his head back in, the angeloid spoke again. "I'll give you some privacy in order to get ready for our big day, Mistress! Meanwhile, I'll go to the kitchen and make you breakfast." With a confident nod, he shut the bedroom door behind him, and found his way into her kitchen still dressed in the pajamas. Using his powerful computational abilities, Phoenix was able to evaluate all of the food items Azura had stocked away and decided he would take initiative and cook up something based on the various items available. Before he started, the Angeloid had taken it upon himself to utilize her internet connection again to research popular methods of meal preparation.
Once his tactical mind decided that the best approach would be a simple one, the smell of frying bacon permeated all through the house as he prepared pancakes with a side of fruit and bacon. Pouring two glasses of orange juice, he sat down and waited for Azura to show up. He wanted to make her breakfast as a way of showing his thanks to her for taking him in, not necessarily as a way of pleasing his mistress. Thinking on what she's said before about freedom, he was beginning down a path of understanding his new relationship with this young lady. Even though she was to be his mistress, he knew he would not be treated as a slave to her desires and will.
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Azura nodded her head as he spoke about leaving her some privacy to change clothes, changing into someonecasualfor the exciting day. The radiant blue matched her hues perfectly. As she placed on her last shoe the scent of bacon made its way into her flared nostrils. She sniffed the air again to make sure she wasn't dreaming. Yup, that was bacon. Opening the bedroom door she stepped out into her hallway and made her way towards the kitchen, the smell growing more powerful. Her eyes widened and her mouth widened in shock, not knowing that he could cook just by how silly he acted.
"I had no idea you knew how to cook." She said before hovering over him as he finished cooking. "You even got some orange juice out too. Wow, you over did it." Her smile widened, almost hurting her cheeks. "Thank you so much for doing this, you didn't have to." Getting up in the cabinets she grabbed two plates and two sets of silverware for the pair. Since he cooked for them she decided to make both of their plates, fixing them neatly with everything he cooked before placing it in each chair on the kitchen table.
"We better eat up and then head out to the fair. It gets crowded quickly. You should change too after as well." She took a forkful of pancakes before drizzling them with syrup, taking a heartfelt bite before closing her eyes in bliss. "These are awesome!"
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Phoenix was happy to have pleased Azura with his actions that morning. His cheeks turned a slight hue of red as he sat across from her enjoying the meal. "Thank you, mistress. I'm glad you like it. It was no bother, though, I am trying to learn your humanly ways."
"Yes of course, I assume that this attire is for sleeping and not going out." The angeloid stood up, and raised a magical card from the palm of his hand. The lights danced around his body, turning his clothing into pure energy before reforming into blue shorts, and a cream colored buttoned up shirt. Once breakfast was finished, and any mess had been cleaned up, Phoenix had waited by the door excited to go out and see this fair. The morning sun shined warmly through the windows, beating down on his synthetic skin. "I'm ready when you are, Mistress." He said, unknowing exactly what they would be in for today.
Little did the two of them know, that another Angeloid had emerged on Earth and was waiting for them at the local faire. Astrange boy wearing black wingshad been seen frequenting the food stands, gobbling down an inhuman quantity of hotdogs. Some children would stop to stare at him, wondering if the wings were some sort of weird cosplay, but most people paid him no attention and went about their business.
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Either way, it was good and you did a wonderful job, Phoenix. Her smile was just as bright as the sun that poked through the windows. After he had changed she inspected his outfit before giving an approving nod. You look good! Come on, lets go, weve waited long enough! Excitedly she spoke, reaching to grab her keys and money before closing the door behind them.
They strolled against the sidewalk, the Ferris Wheel in sight so they knew that they were getting closer to the fair grounds. So, Im curious. How much do you remember about your old owner? Casually she asked as they walked up to the entrance of the fair, Azura paying for their way into the gates before they were exposed to the fairs environment. People walking around to concession stands, teens getting on the rides, individuals playing the games, animals to see as well as car derby to watch. There was so much to do here.
What would you like to do first? Ive been her so many times that I know this place from the back of my hand. They never change where they place everything. She said as she strolled with Phoenix.
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"I don't have very much data on my previous master, unfortunately. I do know that he was a man of action, and duty." He put the palm of his hand on his forehead for a moment, as if reacting to a minor shock inside. "Agh.. Anyway, you're my mistress now, Azura. And that's all that matters to me." Phoenix blushed a little, and looked away from her as they walked through the fair grounds.
"Oooh, that looks interesting." He said, pointing at thestrong man high striker. There didn't seem to be anyone around it, so the Angeloid walked up to the machine and picked up the mallet. "Step right up, m'boy! Let's see what those puny arms can-" Just before the man finished his sentence, the mallet had been driven completely through the sensor and down into the ground. The ball shot up through the stand, and launched into the sky, disappearing. The worker stood there dumbstruck, his cigarette falling from his mouth onto the ground. "H-here, kids. Take w-whatever you want!" he awkwardly awarded them their choice of a prize and ran away.
"Did I win, Mistress? The sign said to swing as hard as I could. Go ahead, the man said you could choose whatever you want." The angeloid man smiled, proud of himself. He was happy to have won his mistress her choice of a gift.
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"You blush easily, how come?" She teased at him, her body moving closer to his as they walked. It was cute seeing him act this way, never really seeing this side of him until recently. She could easily tell he had a hard time at letting her know how he was feeling. It will take time for him to adjust properly.
As they approached the high striker, Azura shook her head. "You sure you want to try something like this?" She asked, the angeloid proceeding with his actions anyways. She stood nearby, crossing her arms on her chest as she watched his hands clutch around the end of the mallet. As soon as he hit the bottom, her jaw dropped to see the strength in his swing. She knew he was strong but never imagined him to break a high striker! That's.... insanely strong!
"Wow, Phoenix...." She was left just as speachless as the worker who had ran off, though she knew of his real identity where he did not. "I'm proud of you, that was awesome!" Jumping in the air in excitement, she browsed the prizes. Looking at everything, she was tempted to get the overly sized husky plush but knew it would be a pain to carry it around. Instead, she chose the smaller size one. "Thank you, handsome." She grinned before taking his hand and strolling together once more.
"I want to win you something this time." Her eyes looked around to try and find a good game to play that she was good at. In the distance there was a water game, where you shot at a target with water and filled up a balloon with air. Whichever balloon popped first would be the winner. Sitting down in her seat she would give the worker her money, waiting for others to join. "Do you want to play, Phoenix?" She asked, patting a seat nearby her. Curiosity creeped in her mind, wondering how he would play out this one.
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Cheap carnival music echoed throughout the fairgrounds, as the two of them played the various games available. "Yes, mistress. I.. would like to try it, if that's what you desire." Phoenix sat down next to her on the small stool and picked up the water gun, inspecting it suspiciously instead of properly aiming and firing at the target. "Mistress, this is a highly inefficient weapon. I do not understand why humans would have something like this." He said in a relatively monotone voice as he pointed the watergun at the target and squeezed the plastic trigger. The tactical angeloid's mind automatically calculated the trajectory of the stream and it easily held it so that 100% of the liquid entered the target and popped the balloon in the quickest possible time, causing the game manager to scratch his head in amazement.
"Nice shot, kid. Here ya go." The man commented, tossing him a giant stuffed banana which was promptly caught by Phoenix. "Thank you, sir." He responded respectfully. Looking over to Azura, Phoenix's eyes shifted in a confused way. "Mistress, look. The man gave me a giant- " Before his sentence could be finished, Phoenix felt a stranger's hand grasp his right shoulder.
"Found you at last, Omega." The young man said, as his black wings sprawled out, illuminated by the beaming sunlight. "You've done unspeakable things, and our master demands that you come with me." He added in his higher pitched, male voice. Phoenix stood up, and faced the other Angeloid, still holding his prized stuffed banana. "Put that ridiculous thing down and let's get going." the mysterious figure eventually said after the two of them tensely stared at each other for a period of time.
"Why are you just now talking to me, Gabriel? You've been here for hours." Phoenix said, almost happily, breaking the awkward silence.
"Agh! H-how do you know my name? Forget it. Oh... I uh." The brown haired, beautiful angeloid male wiped a piece of mustard from the corner of his lip as he continued. "That's none of your business. Come on!" Wrapping his hand around Phoenix's arm, Gabriel tugged at him to no avail.
"I'm sorry, but I have a mistress. And my place is here with her." Phoenix glanced toward Azura's face. Gabriel's face turned beet red in frustration, before he stepped back and began powering up. His eyes glowed a deep red hue, and flowing energy encased his body. The grass around his feet parted, blowing away from his central location and the air around him seemed to distort as if looking through heat rising from pavement on a hot day. With a growl, a longsword began to materialize in his hands complete with a gorgeously crafted jeweled hilt.
"I'll just have to take you by force then!" The newcomer roared and lunged forward to attack Phoenix. Unfortunately, the not-so-smart angeloid tripped over himself and landed face first on the ground at Phoenix's feet. The black wings awkwardly flapped as the sword disappeared and he brought himself up to one knee. After spitting out a few blades of grass, Gabriel looked up to Phoenix, who still hadn't budged an inch. Embarrassed, he looked over to Azura with a defeated look on his face and spoke to her. "You're his mistress, right? Can you like... Command him to go with me? Pretty please?" At this point, people were starting to stare at them, whispering judgmentally to each other. They were unsure of what to think about the situation.
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Azura rose from her seat and clapped happily as Phoenix yet again beat the odds and won. She didn't mind that she wasn't the one to win him something. It was nice to finally have some company around. His comment earlier about the toy gun would cause her to giggle for years to come. "Not everything on Earth has to be created for destruction, Phoenix. That was a water gun, a safer alternative to have fun, not create chaos." She poked at him as she looked at his grand prize.
The aura shifted as the other winged boy made his grand entrance.Another one?!Azura thought to herself as he confronted Phoenix. His eyes were hard and solid, a different atmosphere encircling him unlike the kind and gentle one encompassing Phoenix. She hid behind him, unknowing what his intentions were as she eavesdropped. Was he trying to take him back?
When he started to get fired up her heart fluttered from adrenaline, unknowing on how to react or to stop him. Phoenix seemed not phased, never moving from his position as he awkwardly watched the angeloid. Why wasn't her reacting just like her? He was about to cause a scene! But once he tripped over his own feet Azura wasn't sure if she should lighten up or feel bad for the poor soul. Everyone circled around them now, eyes wondering how he managed to perform all of those works.
"Alright, go. There is nothing to see here." Azura shoo'd away the gawkers, the crowd soon dispersing so only the trio were around.
"Hello there, uhh, Gabriel was it?" Azura started off the conversation, her eyes staring at his own hues. "It seems that Phoenix has found his home here, and if he wishes to stay here with me then I will allow it. It is his choice." Azura responded back with pride, still un-knowledgeable on the fact that he is programmed to listen to her commands and only hers, not really understanding how to act based on his own thoughts, feelings, and opinions.
"You're barking at the wrong tree here. If I were you I would go. You already caused a mess of a scene and now you're trying to force someone to do what they do not wish to do. Especially after not being formal. You're on our planet now. I have no idea where you came from initially but you better do some research on it." The girls cheeks built up with a blazing red hue, growing frustrated at the situation. First there was one angeloid and now there was two.Please don't tell me there is more...Azura couldn't help but dread the thought.
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The crowd of gawking people slowly dissipated, since Azura had shooed them away for now. The three of them would soon find themselves dragged forcefully out of the fairgrounds by the security and kicked out. Standing there, Gabriel crossed his arms in agitation and put his nose up in the air in disapproval of Phoenix's actions. "See what you did, Omega? You got us thrown out of the fair, because you wouldn't just quietly return with me. ...You really have no idea what you are, do you?" He finished, before turning his gaze over toward Azura.
"They really did lock away his memories, then." the brown haired pretty boy kept speaking, all the while his black wings idly stretched and flapped behind him, though not enough to lift him off the ground.
"...I am a pet class angeloid, designed to fulfill all of my mistress' desires." Phoenix replied simply, knowing in the back of his mind that there was more to these memories than he currently had access to.
"C'mon, Omega. You don't honestly believe that bullshit do you? Let me see if I can jog your memory." With an almost sinister look on his face, the younger looking Gabriel put the palm of his hand on Azura's forehead, feeling his fingers push into her hair, but not in a harmful way. "I'm going to hack her brai-"
"What are you doing to my mistress?" Phoenix instantly grasped his arm, tightening his grip and adopting a scary look in his now blood red colored eyes. With a smirk, Gabriel knew that Phoenix had played right into his hand. With his left arm, the newer angeloid quickly placed his palm upon Phoenix's forehead, as his display on Azura was only a decoy in order to draw out a sample of his target's abilities. As Gabriel retrieved his hand from Azura, a blank glossy stare appeared over Phoenix, as if he were currently in a trance.
"I'm doing you a favor, human. This is no pet class angeloid. He's a force of destruction and needs to be properly disposed of. But first, I need to unlock a few things before I can take him back with me." Gabriel feebly explained the situation to Azura, but did not admit that he was mostly curious to see Phoenix's combat capabilities. "Stand back."
Phoenix's eyes turned from red, to solid black. His short hair began flying up as if energy were emanating from his core in a tornado around him. Soon, his eyes exploded back into a crimson glow as the semi-awakened angeloid staggered backward, clenching each of his hands on the sides of his head in agony.
"No... I am... a pet.. class angeloid..." He roared, his sanity hanging by a thread. With haste, Phoenix's wings spread beautifully outward, showing his angeloid form in its full, outstanding glory. Leaping into the air, he flew away toward the mountains faster than any man-made machine could even dream of. A sonic boom silenced the fairgrounds, as he quickly disappeared from sight.
"Don't follow us." Gabriel looked over his shoulder to Azura, before his wings lifted him from the ground and he followed, albeit at a much slower speed.
Both of the angeloids were now gone, leaving the now quiet fairground behind them. The large plushie banana that belonged to Phoenix, now rest at Azura's feet. Phoenix and Gabriel were now over a hundred miles away from the city, in the mountains. The brown-haired angeloid pondered Phoenix's reasoning for choosing the girl, as he witnessed the Omega type angeloid regain access to some of his abilities. Fortunately for all of them, the dimwitted Gabriel did not have the capability to unlock Phoenix's full potential.
"Atmospheric scan, 100%." The Omega type was preparing himself for imminent threats, even against his own will and spoke with a more robotic voice. "Weapon activation, 30%. Shield generator, 100%. Emotional protection removal, 100%. Memory protection removal, 0%." Gabriel struggled to keep his footing from the energy pulses emitted by Phoenix. When processing was complete, the Destroyer class angeloid hovered above the ground, and lift his finger toward Gabriel.
"Oh shit. H-hold on a sec-!" He gulped, knowing he was in over his head at this point. A barrage of missiles materialized and fired at Gabriel, who flew into the air and was barely capable of making enough evasive maneuvers to dodge them all. Phoenix charged the other angeloid and beat him to a pulp, ending up with them both on the ground, Phoenix on top with a raised fist and his elegant wings blocking the sunlight from Gabriel's view.
"My place is with my mistress. Under her command, I am free." Phoenix let go of Gabriel, who did not understand what he meant by being 'free.' "I suggest you find a new master, one who will allow you freedom as well..."
The color in Phoenix's eyes faded, as the calmness of their original hue was restored. Walking away from his brown haired acquaintance, Phoenix scanned for Azura's lifeforce and began flying in the general direction of wherever she may be after having locked onto her with his now much longer range.
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Staring at the two angeloids before her, those blue hues darted back and forth as they bickered. The concept of having Phoenix was still strange enough, but now that Gabriel started some gossip she grew more concerned as well as curious. A gust of wind brushed against her face just before Gabriel placed his hand on top of her forehead, as if checking her temperature. His palm was smooth and soft, not a single sign of harm, but this still triggered Phoenix. There was nothing she could do or say, not wanting to barge into something she was not really considered being involved in. The look in his eyes, she did not recognize as they turned red in color. Gabriel set him up to something, and Azura was growing tired of sitting back and watching this happen in front of her.
Let him go! She hollered as she tried to push the angeloid away from Phoenix, but not even her strongest thrust she could budge him. Doing me a favor? How is this doing me a favor?! He is not chaotic in any way, hes never even tried to hurt me! Her brows furrowed as she let out an aggravated growl through her clenched teeth. It didnt matter as the two flew away, Phoenix obviously confused and in denial of the information that was soaked into his mechanical brain. Azura looked up at the skies as she watched them depart from her, Gabriels words hurting her. Even if she did try to follow them she wouldnt be able to catch up to them.
Hell come back He always does She paced back and forth as her digits entangled within her tresses. They were too far away for her to hear them fighting, thoughts racing in her mind as she wondered what they could be up to. 45 minutes passed, the girl finally sitting on a nearby metal bench as she looked down with sorrow. Groups of people continued to pass, looking in her direction and wondering why she looked so depressed. They didnt confront her, though. Instead they just looked as they passed, wanting to enjoy their trip at the Fair. She stayed in the area where they had left, not wanting Phoenix to search for her when he decided to come back. There was still a decent amount of day left, but she worried when an hour finally passed. Sighing, she looked up at the skies, and as if on que she found her angeloid floating high above before landing down to greet her.
Phoenix, I was so worried about you! Instinctively and rushed up to her feet and hugged him tightly, nuzzling her face into his chest as he was taller than her. She pulled off of him to inspect him, noticing his torn clothing and scraped body. What did he do to you?! Please, explain this to me, no matter how hard it is for you. Thats the most you can do as you left me here worried for an hour! Tears started to well in her eyes, her lower lip quivering as she tried to hold back the tears. She grew attached to him already, even though she only knew him for a day.
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His cheeks gave a crimson blush, as he wrapped his arms around Azura in her embrace. His soft, elegant wings wrapped around them as well, leaving only a small portion uncovered. "I'm sorry, Mistress. I am not hurt." His auto-scans indicated a drastic change in his mistress' heart rate, which confirmed to him that she was indeed worried about him as she said. Suddenly, she asked him to explain what Gabriel had done to him in the time that they had spent in private. Phoenix took this as an order, which must be carried out when given to any angeloid.
"Of course, Mistress. Gabriel was sent here from the synapse to retrieve me and take me back with him for reasons that I am not able to understand just yet. I do know, however, that there are hidden powers within me. ...Dangerous hidden powers." His eyes began to water, as he fought back tears at the thought of being a danger to his beloved mistress. "He unlocked some abilities of mine that no pet-class angeloid should be designed with." Holding her tighter to his chest, Phoenix paused for a moment, a tear dripping from his cheek onto to the top of Azura's head. "Maybe he is right. Maybe I am a danger to you."
"My reactor... It's painful, yet it's a wonderful feeling. What is this?"
Phoenix thought to himself a moment in Azura's warm embrace, not understanding that he was developing a bit of a crush on his mistress. Seemingly random, out of nowhere the angeloid's eyes turned to a green glow.
"Reactor diagnostic scan 50%, 75% 100%. Reactor functioning at 100%." With a deadpan, monotone voice he completed his scan and was relieved to know that there was nothing functionally wrong with him at this time.
Meanwhile, Gabriel had returned to the synapse and was being brutally beaten to a pulp by hisruthless master. "Ha ha ha! You've failed, you worthless hunk of scrap. Now what should I do with you." The evil man laughed, as tears streamed down Gabriel's worried face. The young male angeloid was on the ground, being stepped on by his master, begging for forgiveness.
"Please, master. Please give me another chance. I underestimated him, and won't next time." Gabriel spoke.
"That Azura has become a thorn in our side. Omega only answers to her now, you idiot. Kill her, and then he'll be without a mistress.... And ready for the scrap heap. And if you return a failure yet again, know that it will mean your end." In a fit of maniacal laughter, the strange man walked away, expecting Gabriel to not question his order.
"Wh-what? Kill her? But..." His lips quivered, knowing that he must carry out the order, even though the poor angeloid was in way over his head. He didn't want to hurt Azura. He thought about what Phoenix had said about how he is free under the care of his mistress. The thought of freedom was confusing to Gabriel, but he knew that it would never be a reality for him.
"...Yes, master." He wept, as his wings spread again and made his exit.
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After the angeloid checked his reactor, Azura placed a gentle and caring hand on his cheek, peering into his hues to search for the right answers. Phoenix, you have to understand something. She began her words as her thumb circled around his cheek bone gingerly. I want you in my life. I know we just met but Ive already grown attached. I feel like its my role to take care of you like how you take care of me.
Her thumb made its way up towards the bottom of his eye, wiping away the tears that strolled down his skin. I dont want Gabriel to ruin anything. She growled under her breath, just thinking about him. Whatever did happen to him? Did he run off? Her eyes looked around, as if waiting for him to pop up like before.
Im sorry today got ruined for you. Maybe we should go back home? Azura offered the suggestion, placing her arms behind her back as her toe dug at the ground beneath her. She wanted him to have a good time today. He was so excited to check this fair thing out. But it got ruined. Poor Phoenix. Ill leave that up to you to decide. Its your choice.
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It's your choice.
Those words echoed through his mind, beginning to understand what they mean. He did have his own desires, his own goals. Is this what she spoke of? He knew that with a portion of his power unlocked, he would have no issues protecting Azura from another attack from Gabriel, should it come to it. It was also obvious that Phoenix could detect jealousy in his rival's eyes as he went into detail about his mistress' kindness. Phoenix knew that Gabriel would not be treated with reason and understanding upon his return to the Synapse. However, this was not of is concern, as it did not directly matter to his Mistress.
"You want me to choose what to do?" He said, closing his eyes at the touch of her soft fingers on his face. "Yes Mistress. In that case, I choose to stay, and have a nice rest of the day at the fair with you. Will that be alright?" The angeloid was not used to making his own decisions, being designed to only follow orders. He took this as a request from his mistress, which allowed him to decide without much trouble.
"And about Gabriel? He returned to his master, failing his mission. ...If he survives the consequences of his failure, I assume he will return. Are you sure you're willing to stay with me? Even if it means the possibility of another attack?" Phoenix's tone of voice changed to an obvious hint of worry. He did not want to lose his mistress, but above all cared for her safety and needs. There was something more there that he felt, deep in his reactor, but it still left him confused with a blush, unable to keep eye contact with her for more than a moment at a time.
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"That idiot." Gabriel moped around, sitting alone on a bench back at the faire. He was eating a large stick of pink and blue swirled cotton candy with a dilemma on his mind about carrying his mission through. "Why couldn't he have just come with me, it would have made everything so much easier." Mumbling to himself, the pretty boy angeloid's body was bruised and beaten still, from his master's punishments. What he really wanted was to defy the master of the Synapse and stay on Earth, hoping to find a happier life much like Phoenix was able to do. "It's just not fair.. I wish she were my mistress..." He leaned back, looking up into the sky, after finishing the treat.
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Her lips extended out as wide as they could bare to show him a pearly white smile. This was the first time that he had decided for himself, and delight erupted inside of her core. Im proud of you for making your own decision, Phoenix. As I am understanding, I know it is programmed for you to follow my orders, but I want you to learn how to think for yourself too. She placed her hand gently against the chains on his neck before gripping it tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force. This? This means nothing besides our connection. YOU still have a choice. She smiled lightly before drawing him in to hug him sincerely.
Resting her head on his nicely structured chest she would learn the fate of Gabriel. Quickly she lifted her head up to look at him in the eyes, searching for more answers that she didnt even know the questions to. What do you mean hell get consequences for his failure? I didnt know he could die from this! Her hands balled up into fists, her cheeks reddened with anger. Who in the right mind would even dare to hurt the one who wants to serve you?! She pinched the skin between her eyes before letting out an exhausted sigh, more worried for Gabriel, even if he was a prick, but he was only doing what he was told.
Of course, I will stay by your side. Its a risk I am willing to take. Her arms wrapped around him furthermore, giving him one last final squeeze before pulling away. Her arms slapped lazily against her thighs. So, what would you like to do at the fair? Another quest for you is to choose again. She asked with a quirk of her brow. Also, I want to make sure Gabriel is okay, is there any way you can find out? I just hope he doesnt mess with us again. Maybe I can talk with him if we see him again. She proposed the idea before motioning him to start walking besides her.
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"Gabriel could die, yes. If that is his master's will. An angeloid is but a tool to be used by its master or mistress to serve them." He was trying to understand what Azura meant by saying the collar that bonded them was insignificant, but the concept of true independence was foreign to him still. The angeloid was happy serving Azura, and wanted nothing more than to do so. Although she had now planted the seed of independence in his mind, and he grew more and more interested in learning.
His eyes widened, as she asked him to make yet another decision. His mathematical mind began calculating, scanning through dynamically changing charts and diagrams, all attempting to calculate a plan that would please Azura. After a second or two, he gasped as if he were proud to announce what was on his mind. "I want to bring my Mistress to Gabriel! Perhaps you can help him. I also calculate that his physical appearance is somewhat attractive to you, as his physique matches most of the nude males in your internet search history." Phoenix innocently spoke, as if he was confident he was making his Mistress proud, walking next to her. As he said the last part, there were a few awkward looks from the nearby faire-goers. "Plus, do not worry, Mistress. He will not be able to harm you while I'm here. I assure you that my combat capabilities far exceed his." Phoenix smiled with his head held high as he pointed Azura in the direction that Gabriel showed up on his radar.
Sitting there on a bench, sat the bruised up Gabriel. Part of his wing was torn, and his clothes were battered. He tossed the cotton candy stick into the trash can as he noticed the two of them approaching. Crossing his left leg over his right, and folding his arms, the prettyboy gave a 'Hrmph' expression, looking away from their general direction in a half embarrassed, half frustrated way. "What do you guys want? I got in a lot of trouble because of you!" He shouted, fighting back tears.
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Azuras cheeked pinkened, no, reddened, at his comment regarding Gabriels physique matching her porn history. The awkward stares could be felt as she lowered her head in shame, not wanting to talk about it furthermore. Phoenix, not in public. She muttered, gritting her teeth to not lash out at him and make a more complicated scene for those to watch. Theyve already been through enough today, and it wasnt even past three oclock.
She allowed Phoenix to guide her there, his eyes fixated on the direction Gabriel was in. Far in the distance she could pick out him sitting on the bench, his figure growing clearer as they approached him. It didnt take her long to see the pain inflicted in his features, his eyes lowering in embarrassment. Her heart shattered, replaying the words of Phoenix saying that if his master wants him to die, he has no option but to cease his own existence.
That was not okay.
Gabriel, dont take offense Azura started off, eyes scanning his bruised and beaten body. The wing that was torn crippled her heart, feeling the phantom pain of what it mustve felt for him. You dont deserve to be treated this way, Gabriel. Sincerely the words spewed from her lips, sitting down on the bench beside him kindly. I just learned about angeloids last night, so I am sorry if I know nothing, but please, try and have a mind of your own! Stand up for yourself, dont let your master push you around like that!
Her words were strong, painted with determination to help him in any way she could. Besides. Phoenix insisted she was in good hands as long as she was by him. She had nothing to fear. Please. Taking her hand, she gripped at his own, eyes trying to search his broken hues. Let me try and help.