Kapitel 20: Approaching Surgeries.
Following Kratos's return to his house, his Father increased his allowance substantially. He also contacted Andersen and Ingrid who still had dealings with him personally. Those conversations were something more secret dealings between the three of them.
Kratos was still informed by his Father that some good deals for the Family were ironed out. The main one was that whenever Kratos and his squad were sent to the surface, they would contact Kronus' who would send people to collect the Raptures they destroyed.
Raptures were made of great material and they were of considerable research value. This was all fine to Kratos as he just wanted to destroy as many as he could. What happened to them after did not interest him much, but he did have something he wanted.
So, a month in a half into Kratos' and his squad's training, he was currently on a video call with his Father. The 5 of them were all dressed very casually which actually made Kronus pause. His son was dressed in a black tank top and red basketball shorts.
When he looked across the room he saw that everyone was dressed similarly in a casual style.
"What's with the casual wear?"
Kratos shrugged.
"We were out for a run before this."
Sin stretched out and rested her new running shoes on his lap.
"These shoes you bought for me are great. I could run circles around all of you."
Kratos did not really mind her actions, so he just let her.
"That's beside the point, Father, I wanted to get your opinion and ask you something. Up on the surface are there any bunkers I could covert into a base?"
"Certainly. You want to take one for yourself?"
Kratos nodded.
"Having a place to store supplies on extended trips or just a safe place to rest would be worthwhile having. I could also use it as a place to learn more about the Raptures. Learning to make ammunition from Raptures would not be a useless skill to have."
Kronus nodded.
"I will get my men searching for a suitable Bunker to convert. Also, I have some news. Your melee weapons are complete, I even made one for Sin despite her not asking for one. A katana."
Sin barely managed to contain her excitement. She might not be a big sword enthusiast, but all the anime they have been watching made her want one.
"Oh, will I be able to cut Raptures without knowing until the sword hits the sheath?"
Kronus nodded. Despite his age, he looked like a young man with how excited he looked. Before his injuries, Kratos and his Father had bonded over their love of fiction when Kratos was a child. It was only when Kratos got injured that their relationship soured slightly.
These days, they were back to normal so they kept in touch more often.
"If you are skilled enough then most certainly. I will be sending over your weapons and more importantly, your surgeries will be coming up in two weeks."
Kratos grinned as he would be getting even more power. Guilty who was resting her head on Kratos' left shoulder turned to look at the TV where the video call was being held.
"Will this make me stronger?"
"It will. With the biomechanical musculature being added, you will be able to train yourself to new heights. And in these two months, my researchers have been hard at work to improve the final product. The 5 of you are going to be some of the closest to a Grim model the Ark has ever gotten. Damn fools."
Kratos shook his head at the stupidity of the old Ark management. The Goddess squad was made up of Grims' models, the strongest Nikkes ever made. In the Ark, not a single Nikke made had ever lived up to those first made.
It was a joke that made Kronus and Kratos livid. Kronus had a request to make.
"Son, when you are on the surface, and you run into any member of the Goddess squad, see if they won't work with us. It's better to find a way to help them out and in return, they can help us."
"I will Dad."
Kronus grinned.
"Great. I will get to work setting everything up. You 5 will be going through extensive surgery and modification in only two weeks. Take it easy, relax, and set everything in order. Your new weapons and my surprises will arrive tomorrow. Son, I think you will like yours."
"Really?"
Kronus nodded.
"They will not disappoint. I am cutting the call now, but one last reminder. Call your sisters and your mother. You have been talking to me nearly daily, but not one call their way. They are feeling jealous?"
Kratos laughed.
"Even Hera? I thought she cursed me whenever something annoyed her?"
"Come on, she doesn't curse you that much. Only when she is stressed."
Father and Son started to laugh before they ended the call. When the Video Call was cut, Kratos gently moved Sin's feet from his lap and got up.
"You heard the man. The next two weeks are going to be spent relaxing."
Quency patted her belly a bit.
"You think if I ask, they can give me some abbs. I think I am kinda flabby."
He looked at her belly before shaking his head.
"Your figure is fine Quency. But, some abbs would not be bad either. Would go nice with your tall figure."
Quency gave a thumbs up at his compliment. Guilty frowned as she was jealous she got a compliment and not her.
"What about me?"
"Guilty, your figure is perfect as it is as well. Though, you could straighten your back a little."
She pointed at her chest with a blank look. She always hunched her back to draw less attention to her chest. She could ask for a reduction, but she did not want that. These were hers and no one would take them from her so he suggested something.
"Why not ask them to make you taller? It would not take away from you and add to you."
Quency shook her head before hugging Guilty from behind.
"NOT HAPPENING! I am the tall girl of the harem. Leave Guilty as she is."
Everyone knew she was just joking, but Guilty was now thinking about the idea.
"I will think about it. Could be useful."
As for Sin, she did not have any modifications she needed to her body. She was perfect as she was and only needed the 10th Generation overhaul. Scathach though, was going to be getting an entirely new body which was going to be more extensive prodeedure than ever Kratos.
And he was getting entire limbs replaced and even having his ocular systems enhanced, but now they were all excited. Getting stronger was pretty exciting, but it sucked that the best way was surgery. Kratos ignored those thoughts in the back of his head as he turned to address the girls.
"Alright, I take you have all gotten mentally prepared for this?"
Sin nodded, currently without her mask.
"Of course. Such a big procedure won't be over in a day so we all have been getting prepared in our own ways. It's you we got to worry about."
Kratos laughed before ruffling her hair.
"Why me? Look at me, I am the strongest man in the whole Ark. What do I get to fear?"
Sin stopped smiling as she got up and placed a hand on his chest.
"Just because you are strong doesn't mean that carries over to the surgery table. Anything could go wrong and you would end up a corpse. No matter how strong you are so, be more careful."
He smirked.
"Wow. When it comes from my psychopathic bat, I got to listen."
Sin rolled her eyes as she gently punched his chest.
"Well, you are an exception to the weakness running rampant in the Ark. It would be a shame to for you to be snuffed out so soon. Much less before we get to the fun."
Quency's face lit up with pure excitement.
"You are on board with the harem plan?"
"Maybe. Maybe not. Who knows?"
Scathach groaned.
"Not you too. Why do you have to dangle what we want to know before our noses?"
Sin smiled and bopped her on the nose.
"It's fun."
With that, she began to go up the stairs, but she did not enter her room. She went into Kratos' room which made Guilty squint her eyes.
"I am going to hug her tight."
Quency let go of her and backed away a bit.
"Calm yourself. If you go hugging anyone at full strength, they will go splat. Even Kratos is no exception."
"True. It's still annoying."
Scathach cleared her voice.
"Well, sharing a bed can't be easy."
Quency shook her head.
"Not really. Kratos has a huge bed that the 5 of us could fit with no issue. Usually, it's just us 4 as you still sleep in your room. Why?"
Scathach rubbed the back of her head slightly as she was the only one still sleeping alone.
"I don't feel worthy. There are untold numbers of Soldier EG models so my body can't be desirable. The three of you are unique, and special, while I am just a mass-produced product. Who knows how many have the same body as me? It's grossing me out."
Kratos sighed as he sat down next to her.
"I can understand why you feel that way honestly. I know for a fact that most mass-produced Nikkes hate to be around other of their model type. It's a big reminder that who you once were is gone and now you are just a weapon."
Scathach looked down and pulled up her Shark Face Mask. She wore it not out of uniform, but shame. Shame at having a face that hundreds of others shared. He reached out and wrapped his arms around her waist.
"Wa-"
Before she could say anything, Kratos picked her up with a bit of effort and placed her in his lab. He leaned down and rested his chin on her head. Quency covered her mouth with a blush as Guilty seemed to grow annoyed.
"Com-commander?"
Scathach muttered, but he shook his head.
"That's not my name."
"But-"
"No butts."
"Kratos."
"That's better. Now trivia game."
She shook her head.
"Not that."
"Yes. Question one, who was the one who saved my life?"
Red in the face she muttered out her answer.
"Me?"
"Correct. Question two, why did I choose you to be in my squad?"
"I was convenient?"
"Wrong. I chose you out of a sense of obligation and a debt I owed."
"Your punishment will be to sit on my lap for 10 minutes."
She shook her head as she tried to scurry out of his arms. She tried to not move too much as she did not want her ass to rub against him too much. She was failing and her face was turning bright red.
"No, it's embarrassing."
"But I don't want to let you go. You know why?"
She closed her eyes as she answered.
"My butt?"
"Correct. Now let me enjoy this."
Quency started to sniffle and turned away.
"You so mean Kratos. All I have been doing since I met you and you go straight for Scathach. Am I worth so little in your eyes? And by the way, Guilty is looking mighty angry."
When he turned to look at Guilty, he saw her violet eyes were bored into his face. Her hands were tensing and twitching which made him sigh.
"Ok, cutting the penalty game short."
He released Scathach and let her scurry away. She ran upstairs, but not to her room. She hid herself in his room which made him chuckle. In two weeks she would not be mass-produced anymore as they would be switching her brain into her new body.
One she and he would both like. Now to placate Guilty. He held his hand out to her which she took. She squeezed down on it, but not to the point where it hurt him. All the training they had been doing had been working as her control was getting better.
With her hand, he pulled her toward him and sat her on his lap, but facing him. He hugged her tight making her face smush against his chest.
"You getting jealous?"
She hugged him back which caused her breasts to be smushed up against his chest.
"Yes."
"Why?"
"You don't do that with me?"
"I thought you didn't want to."
"You're supposed to be more pushy. I'd let you touch me wherever and whenever you want."
"That's a problem girl. You should make me earn it."
"You did earn it."
"Did I? How?"
"You trusted me."
"Is that all?"
She shook her head and looked up at him. Gently, she held his cheeks and smiled.
"I also like your strength."
He leaned down and gently nuzzled his face against her. They had gotten very close faster than even he could have expected. He had been wanting to take things slow as he was knew to all these relationship things. But, Quency had been the one rushing them all.
However, it seemed that Guilty did not want things to go slow. She wanted them fast, but he was the one slowing things down.
"What else?"
Guilty in a rare moment began to speak clearly and not slowly.
"You were the man who got me out of the Rehabilitation Center. You being so strong feels relatable to me. You treat us like people. Tolerate our mental quirks, you are fun to talk to, are handsome, and make me feel protected rather than me having to protect you.
Plus, you fight with us, not behind us."
Quency crawled over and hugged his left arm.
"Everything she said and more. Plus, you have this manly beard and hair. And you are fucking huge in all the right ways. Muscular, but not all gigantic, tall, and with just the right amount of fun mixed in. So, you still going to go slow?"
"Of course. Slow and steady won the race."
Quency frowned.
"Come on, can't we just do a little tonight."
"A little what?"
Quency rolled her eyes.
"A bit of intimate things. How about a 5 some to start us off."
"No thanks. I am enhanced not a Super S-
He stopped talking as that was wrong, he was a soldier. His father himself had said he had gone through slight genetic engineering. He might as well be one.
"Nevermind. I think I could pull it off."
Quency smiled.
"S-"
"But not to today."
"FUCK!"
Guilty got off of him as he began to walk upstairs.
(Kratos and the girls in his squad are moving quite fast, but he is more reserved than he seems.)
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