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Broken Knight

Supernova
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Apr 6, 2009
The gun snapped off the sharp sound of a blank round that started the swim meet. All the muscles coiled up in his legs sprung at once, launching him head first toward the water, hands pointed above his head. Feeling the cool water at his finger tips, the memory of the days leading up to that point came in a rush. He'd been his school's golden boy, having won state championships last year. So, he'd become the type of guy who didn't like losing and was used to getting anything he wanted, whenever he so chose. Last week had been just another win and another weekend of a swim meet, and he expected this week to be no different. Except for the very distinct point that his school was swimming against an all girls school, and he'd not taken the meet seriously and slacked off at practice over the last week. Still ever the exceptional swimmer, even a single week without really practicing would make him lose his edge.

The sound of water rushing over his ears, the feel of the cool water over his fur, his muscles burned and ached as he strained to push every last ounce of effort through his body that he could. His lean, powerful body cutting through the water, taking the occasional breath of air as he tears through the water at breakneck speed. Half way through the race, he could tell that he was ahead of his partner at the school as he flips under the water, turning to do another lap. He'd not even bothered to check what the other team was doing, completely expecting to beat a bunch of no-name girls by at least an entire lap. Extending his arm, his fingers press against the rough cement wall of the pool, lifting his head above the water as he finishes, looking up at one of his best times, fully expecting an easy win...
 
There was someone waiting for him when he rose form the water, it was an otter, a girl. Her short brown hair was dripping wet and her golden fur shined. She smiled down at him kindly, her hand extended to help him up while the other held a towel around her. It seemed like she had gotten out of the shower just to help him out of the pool... only it wasn't a shower that got her wet, it was racing against him. Looking up at the board it could be seen that not only did she finish first but she beat his time by a good twelve seconds. She had time to get out of the water, take off her cap, goggles and even grab a towel before going over to help him out of the water. He had finished second but her time still crushed his.

"Nice race." she said kindly. There was no smug undertone in her voice or on her face, she just seemed happy for the race. If he recalled he would remember hearing that this school had been a private school, one of those very strict schools with a dress code even nuns would approve of. The had only recently even put together and swimming team after students pushed for it. She wasn't sure whether he would take her hand or not but she was new to competitive swimming and hoped he would take the sportsmanlike gesture well.
 
He stopped and looked up at her, utterly and completely confused. Turning to look at the score board, he'd realized her time. At first, he thought there had to be some sort of mistake. But as his mind caught up, he realized that she'd really just made that time. That wasn't just a new school record, that was a district record. A record that he held before some cutsie girl waltzed in and ripped it away from him. Her! His mind screamed to him as she reached out to help him up. It's HER fault! So, as the hand was so graciously offered, he reached up, taking it into his paw.

Giving a firm yank, he heard the girl splash into the water behind him. He'd taken her gracious, sportsman conduct and done something quite ungentlemanly. He'd pulled her into the water, climbing out of it himself. Everyone was silent, having watched what he'd just done. He didn't care at all. The black wolf was furious at the girl that had the nerve to do that to him. Grabbing a towel and storming out of the pool area like a little boy having a fit, he goes to the men's locker room to at least think to himself in a shower.
 
The look on his face was almost priceless. She would have laughed had she not thought it would have been insanely rude. She smiled when he took her hand, for a moment she thought she had made a new friend when suddenly he yanked down on her arm. A small cry was all that escaped her lips before she toppled very ungracefully into the water. Towel and all. She swam up back to the surface in time to see him walking off. She glared at him then swam down to retrieve the towel that was now completely soaked. She couldn't believe him! She was just trying to be nice and there he was pulling her in and storming of like a child.

Her teammate that had been competing with her, a yellow lab anthro, ran over to help her out. "I can't believe he would do something like that! That's just so... just so..." the kind hearted dog struggled to come up with a hateful word "Mean!" she decided on. The otter didn't pay to might mind. The girl shook her head only to be greeted by... well... everyone. They came up to her, congratulating her and asking her what she did to make her so fast, telling her she set a record and it was all just so much. Ajune was not entirely sure what to do with it all but when they finally left so did most of the other swimmers. Her friend the lab had to leave to make a movie with her boyfriend and so the otter sighed as she retreated to her dressing room alone... only she wasn't alone.

The girl didn't realize that while the interviewers had kept her busy one of the competitors from another school had snuck into the woman's locker room, angry with her for so thoroughly beating him. Of course the wolf had beat him as well but he couldn't beat up the wolf like he could a little otter. He came out just as the Otter had taken off her bathing suit and pinned her against her locker.

"Who the hell do you think you are?!" demanded a lean but muscled tiger from behind her. The girl went to scream when he stuffed the girl's socks in her mouth. Then he spun the girl so she was facing him, slamming her shoulder into her locker before roughly grabbing her wrists and holding them above her head with one hand. The tiger growled at her, opened his mouth and put it around her neck, letting her feel his teeth before pulling back. "I could kill you right now... but I think I'll have a bit of fun first." the tiger purred cruelly and his hand reached out and began to roughly fondle her breasts.

Ajune's eyes went wide and she screamed and told him to stop but everything she said as muffled by the socks. She tried kicking him but he didn't even seem to notice so she tried kicking the lockers, hoping that someone might hear her some how. The tiger laughed at her attempts. "Everyone is gone girlie, it's just you and me." the beast taunted as he let his hand trail lower. The girl knew what was coming next and she screamed louder, squirmed harder, kicked the locker's even more, trying to make as much noise as she could with hoped that maybe someone would hear her and stop him.
 
He'd been in his locker room, pacing, throwing innocuous objects, doing whatever to take the edge off. He'd only been beaten once before like that, at the national championships. He couldn't believe it when it had happened then, either. Some otter girl from some middle of no where school had stolen his champion ship away from him. Taking a seat on one of the benches, he slowly began to calm himself down. It wasn't her fault that she'd beaten him, it was his own. He'd times that neared her own, but not quite surpassing hers. He was definitely a great swimmer, and maybe if he asked her for some help, he might be able to pick up on what he was doing wrong and fix it, becoming better. That's what competition was about, anyway, wasn't it? Finding ways to honorably become better?

After he'd calmed down, dried his fur and pulled on a pair of jeans, he'd decided to see if she just maybe would be in the girl's visiting team locker room. He didn't wear shirts because for males like him, the fur was stuffy and hot, even in the winter. So, all he had to do was throw on a pair of jeans and walk out the door. His mind was a swirl of thoughts. If she could really help him. What she was doing to go so much faster. Even if she could help him, why would she, after what he'd done to her. All in all, he'd decided to start with a simple apology. He'd decided that was the best route. So, he'd walk in and...

...His thoughts were interrupted, the sounds of lockers banging from the visiting girl's locker room. Everyone was pretty much gone, there shouldn't be that much racket from the locker room. Stopping in the hallway, he stopped to think about what that noise could be. It didn't sound like simple rough housing, the noise got louder, and he swore he could hear muffled screaming. For a second, he hesitated before his natural instincts kicked in. Calm and clear, he slowly, quietly opening the door. Slipping in, making sure not to make more noise than the girl was making. Slowly, he moved up until he was within arms reach of the boy.

Grabbing him from behind, on the back of his head, he leans the boy back before bashing his face into the cool steel of the locker next to her head. Dragging the dazed tiger down to the floor. Driving a rough punch into the boy's face, he picks him up and shoves him out of the locker room. He didn't particularly know if he could take the tiger if he didn't have the element of surprise to daze him, so he got him out of there as quickly as he could. Closing the girl's locker room door, he locks it quickly. Turning to her, the wolf's brown eyes look to her. "Are you alright?" He asks, walking over to her. "He didn't hurt you, did he?"
 
Her eyes had been watching the door. When she saw him open it her eyes pleaded, begging him to do something. He had been so mad at her earlier for a second she worried he would join but she was happy that fear proved to be false. The boy was movie quietly, the otter didn't stop her squirming or her kicking. The tiger's hand just reached the top of her sex when suddenly the wolf grabbed the back of his head and slammed his face into the locker next to her.

In his shock the boy let her go, for a second she just crumpled to the floor then she grabbed her towel and backed herself into a corner, pulling her knees to her abused chest and wrapping her tail around her legs. Tears from the fear she had been feeling welled in her eyes and spilled down her cheeks, wetting her already damp fur. She didn't watch as the wolf beat up the tiger. She as peaceful, didn't like fighting but still she wanted him to hurt the tiger even if she didn't want to watch him do it. She heard the sound of the tiger being dragged and heard the girl's locker room door closed and locked. Her heart raced in her chest as she wondered why the wolf locked it.

Then he came to her, asked if she was okay, if she was hurt. The frightened girl couldn't help it. With only a damp towel and a pair of jeans separating them she reached out and wrapped her arms around him, clung to him, shaking. "He was gonna..... he was gonna...." the girl didn't finish her sentence, the wolf would already know what he was going to do if he hadn't shown up to stop him. She clung to him shaking for a long time before she pulled away, her eyes on the floor and she clung to her towel. "I'm sorry... I'm getting your cloths wet." she said softly, only then did she notice that he didn't have a shirt on. She stood up and wrapped the towel around her tightly. "I-if your could just... face that way..." she asked, hoping he could look away so she could put some cloths on.
 
It was a sudden movement that surprised him. Her arms around his body, her bare, soft breast pressed against his upper stomach. For a second, he was shocked before he realized what she was doing. Slowly putting his arm around her, his free paw gently petting her hair, he holds her against her. "It's okay." He says, softly to help calm her. "It's okay, he can't hurt you as long as I'm around." She was soaking his jeans and fur, but he didn't even feel it. Adrenaline still rushing through his veins, it was some time before he came down from the high. It was only then that he realized that a very, very cute otter girl was pressed against him, her bare chest rubbing against his soft fur.

Taking a deep breath, he tried to ignore those facts. It was kind of hard to do, and he could feel a bulge starting to form in his jeans. He knew she could feel it, and that's probably what prompted her to ask him to turn around. "Gladly." He says quickly, putting his back to her. Biting his lip, he was trying anything to get the image of her out of his mind. He wasn't really the forceful, jump and rape type. He was the hero, the golden boy. So, he stood there, biting his lip and trying to think about human boring baseball.

Not that it was working. Reth had many girls on his arm before, but this was a first. He didn't like to admit that he hadn't exactly gone all the way, but it was kind of hard to find a steady girlfriend that he could be intimate with and keep his swimming schedule. So, because he always chose swimming over a social life, he'd neglected that part of the experiences that most of his friends had been deep into.
 
With his back to her she finished drying off, leaving her towel soaking wet before she was fully dry. She was happy she had brought a change of cloths since the white blouse of her school uniform would be easily dampened enough to indecency. She pulled a white, frilly bra from her back pack and a matching pair of panties, over that she pulled on a navy blue polo shirt and a black knee length skirt. Her school would throw a fit if she wore anything higher. She pulled her shirt and skirt a bit until they were to her liking before she turned around. "Alright, you can look." she told him as she gathered her things.

She pulled out a brush and began to comb her short brown hair when she looked at the clock, it was later then she thought it would be. That was when a thought occurred to her. She wanted desperately to forget what had happened earlier, what the tiger had done and tried to do but she doubted that she ever would... or the feeling of his arms around her, holding her and promising her that she was safe as long as she was with him... She shook the thought from her head, also shaking off some of the water still in her hair. She was water then she would have liked to be while getting dressed but she didn't want to hang around and dry. She pulled on her socks, feeling them wet from being in her mouth them opted to go without them, pulling on a pair of flip flops she had in her locker and putting the sneakers into her backpack.

"What are you still doing here?" she asked him. "Not that I'm not happy you came it's just... well... it's late.... everyone else went home." she said, wondering what that wolf was still doing here. Pulling her back pack over her shoulder she walked over to him and, a bit more hesitantly this time, extended her hand. "You were the one that pulled me in." she said, cocking an eye brow at him before smiling, the girl had a beautiful smile, it seemed everything about her was beautiful. "My name is Ajune, I'm from St. Marie's girls school. You?" she asked, wondering her hero was.
 
It always took females so long to get dressed and readied. For once, he was happy for that little saving grace. By the time that she had said that she was finished, he had calmed himself down. It wasn't his fault, after all. She was the one who pressed against him. Either way, it not like she needed to know if she didn't already. So, when her sweet little voice flows through air like rose petals, his ears stood up. Turning to face her, he was quite the calm and confident self that he was used to. Looking at her, her outfit was cute, unlike his plainly wearing jeans.

Her questions were quick and broad, not really giving him time to collect thoughts and reply to any of them. So, he simply stood and waited for her to finish, his tail swaying quite happily behind him as she speaks. When she extends her hand to his, he takes it into his paw, softly squeezing in greeting. She'd finally actually get a look at her 'hero'. Tall, lean, a bright smile, but he wasn't exactly the stand out type. Mostly because he didn't want to be. He enjoyed the 'hero' role, but heroes didn't stand out. They stepped forward when needed and then went about being 'normal'.

"Reth." He says, smiling. "I know, it's an odd name, so you can just call me 'Black'." The wolf says, smiling happily in greeting. "I'm sure you get the reference to my fur." He says, trying to be light and playful after her trying event. "Ajune. A gorgeous name, it's befitting. I'm still here because... frankly I wanted to apologize for earlier. I was shocked at how much quicker than me you are, and I over reacted." He says, smiling. "I wanted to apologize before my coach gets on me so you know it's genuine."
 
She hadn't noticed when she had been clinging to him and she didn't want to know. After what had happened she wouldn't want to know that her savior had been aroused by her nudity. This time she actually got to look over her rescuer. He was tall, almost a head taller then she was but then again she was rather short. He was lean, good for swimming, and she noticed he had a nice smile. Her own fur was golden other then the cream colored patch that went all the way from under her eyes to the end of the underside of her tail, leaving her most sensitive areas and fingers, even the inside of her thighs the color of coffee cream. The tuft of fur above her breasts made them look bigger then they really were and also made shirts hotter then they should be but unlike the wolf she could not go topless.

Looking at his jeans she could see they were wet, that he was wet because of what she had done. She smiled at his words, even blushing slightly. She was shocked by his apology, most guys didn't apologize or even admit they did something wrong and he did both. She could not help but laugh a little at what he said about his coach. "It's okay... I didn't realize that swimming could be so.... competitive." she admitted. She liked the feeling of her hand in his but felt guilty for what she had done. It would keep them here longer but she wasn't really sure if the tiger was still on the other side of the door so she wasn't all that eager to leave.

She lead him over to the sink where, as most newly made woman's bathroom's have, there was a blow dryer. "I'm sorry for getting you all wet, let me dry you off a bit. It'll be chilly outside and a wet coat won't do you any good." She told him, waving the blow dryer over him so it wouldn't be too hot but it would dry him off at least a little bit. Jeans took forever to dry. "My teammate was so surprised when you pulled me in. I think that reporter was too. They all wanted to interview me... is it always like this? Sorry, I'm new to the sport, our school only really started this a month or two ago, my friends and I had to convince the school to start a swim team and this is the biggest swim meet I've been to so far." she admitted, shyly trying to dry him off.
 
It wasn't like it was his fault that he got aroused. She did have perfect, perky little breast and a great body. It was just natural. Although, he did have enough humility to know that it wasn't something that she needed to know about. He wasn't about to press upon her what she'd done to him right after she'd just about been raped. She needed to be treated like a princess, and she certainly looked the part, so it wasn't a far stretch. Besides, now that he'd gotten quite a good look at her, he was hoping that they just might become more than friends. What good was getting his rocks off and getting laid just once to rape a girl when he could date and have her for a long time and really enjoy it?

"Mmm, yeah, I suppose swimming can be pretty competitive. I mean, I spend most of my free time practicing, so to hear that you've just been doing it a month is..." He shook his head and tried to smile politely. Frankly, it was infuriating, but he was trying to get past that. "When it comes down to it, you're the better swimmer, and that's all that really matters in this." Black says, giving a confident nod. Just because she was better didn't mean she was at fault, he was. So, he had to try harder.

Feeling her guide him by hand over to the blow dryer, he blinks. When she starts to blow it over his fur, it was kind of nice. But feeling it on his jeans was uncomfortable, making him hot in his sheath, where he was sensitive, and not in a good way. Quickly pushing it away when she started to blow it on his jeans, he gave a nervous laugh. "Probably not the best way to dry my jeans off." He says, smiling, trying not to be offensive with it, since he didn't really know to act around her yet, she seemed all pure and innocent. "Well, I wouldn't mind meeting you on weekends to... practice swimming and then get dinner afterword." He says, smiling, asking her on a date.
 
Hearing what she said she realized her mistake. â??No, no. I didnâ??t mean to say that I have only been swimming for a few months. I have been swimming my whole life.â? She told him, trying her best not to make the other teams she beat sound bad. She was surprised by the comment and blushed slightly, despite his actions earlier he was really being a true gentlemen. She still felt bad about getting him wet and some sadness played across her face when he pushed the blow-dryer away. â??Sorry.â? She apologized quietly.

When he suggested practicing on weekends she smiled kindly at him. â??That sounds great.â? She said happily, completely naïve of his intention. It took the girl a second to realize the full meaning of his question. When what he had really been asking finally hit a fiery blush played across her cheeks and she looked away, embarrassed that she hadnâ??t realized it sooner. â??Oh... you mean, um. Together.â? She looked up at him and then at the floor again before shyly smiling up at him. â??S-sounds good.â? She stammered for a second. It wasnâ??t because she was unsure but simply because she was nervous.

She stood with him for a second before she went over to the door and put her ear to it. Ajune still seemed frightened. Movie slowly she pulled her head from the door and went back to Black, standing uncomfortably close to him in any other circumstances. She didnâ??t want to cling to him like she had before but she wanted to be sure she was close enough that he would keep her safe. â??Maybe we should.... maybe we should call the police...â? the girl barely whispered. Blackâ??s keen ears would probably be able to pick up what she said and he would understand her worry. It was far too likely that the tiger was still there, after what he almost did he would want the two of them gone.
 
It's not like his intentions were completely impure. He wanted to get to know her better. And if that led to dates and possibly... His eyes had wandered again so he had to shake his head a bit to free himself of her beauty. She certainly was a gem to behold, surprising him in that she didn't have someone in her life already. Either way, he didn't mind. Rubbing the crotch of his pants with a soft towel to help dry it, his tail flicks behind him. "You don't need to apologize." Black says, smiling to her as he finishes trying to dry himself off. "You were just trying to help." To reinforce his point that he was thankful, he leaned down and softly licked her ear.

Standing up again, he gives a laugh. "It does?" The wolf says, smiling. "So, you understand that I'm asking you out on a date then, right? You can say no." Black says, reaching forward, softly taking her paw into his. The two of them were standing rather close together, an intimate moment between the two. The kind of moment when he felt like he should lean down and kiss her. The thought crossed his mind, but he stopped himself. Smiling, he lets go of her paw and takes a little step back from her to give her some space.

At her comment, he looks over at the door. Giving a little sigh, the wolf's ears flick rather annoyed. "There's a problem with that." Black says, folding his arms over his chest, still looking at the door. "If we call the cops, we'll probably have to sit out a couple races... maybe even the rest of the season while they do an investigation." Black says, frowning unhappily, still looking at the door with that annoyed expression on his face ears and tail.
 
When he said the word date the blush on her face multiplied ten fold. Ajune had never even been asked before let alone gone on one. Her parents were very old fashioned and would probably want her to find a nice otter somewhere and her school was stiffly against the girls dating at all, let alone inter-species, but she didn't care about either. She looked up at him, her cheeks ablaze with blush and his paw consumed hers. His paws were so big, hers were smaller, webbed. She squeezed his hand slightly, wondering if he knew her hands were webbed, some people found it so strange they didn't even look but weren't wolf's paws webbed as well? She didn't know and didn't really care. The blush on her face spoke for her but she spoke up anyways. "I know."

The blush drained form her face when he mentioned sitting out races, and paled at the mention of sitting out the whole season. "I can't!" She protested loudly before quickly covering her mouth and casting a fearful glance towards the door, hoping he hadn't heard or woken up. "I can't sit out," she said, whispering now, "I'm the best swimmer on my team. Lacy loves to swim but she is still working on her time, the coach won't coach the team if I'm not on it." she admitted. It wasn't clearly aid but everyone but Lac knew it was true, Ajune was the only reason they even had the team, for another trophy in their cabinet. "What do we do? We can't wait in here all night." she asked him, hoping he had some idea of how they were going to get out of this.
 
The wolf looks at her and smiles, loving the way that she looks when she blushes like that. She was an amazingly cute, sweet girl, and her shyness only helped to enamor him to her. He had noticed her paws being webbed, but he didn't seem bothered or noticed by it. His paws, on the other hand, were much more human with articulate, defined fingers, though tipped in claws and tendons for extreme situations, and, of course, the soft pads of his paw against her own. While that part of him was more human, there were other parts more canine she'd find out later. She made him happy just to stand there and talk. It should've come as a surprise since just a few hours ago, it had crossed his mind to do the same heinous crime as the male that was supposedly still on the other side of the door.

His race didn't have any rules on dating, or even sex. In fact, most of the time, males were encouraged to date and mate with as many females as they possibly could. Though that was true, he was too busy between school, work and athletics to really date, much less find himself intimate with a girl. Although, this one was an exceptional girl that merited a huge exception. He would simply make time for her.

Hearing her reaction, he gives a laugh. "Alright, alright, it's settled. I think there's a window in the office that you should be able to climb through. I'll help you through the window and then I'll head out the front door. I'll give you my cell number just in case you have anything happen, and that way, my voice can keep you calm." He says, brushing the hair out of her beautiful face. Even though they'd be apart for no more than thirty seconds, he was really just flirting with her. Odds were great that the guy wouldn't be there, but that didn't mean they shouldn't have her sneak out anyway.
 
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