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The Hearts of the Maidens (Skeith Takahata II and BloodRedRomeo)

BloodRedRomeo

Supernova
Joined
Oct 11, 2017
Alyson Green
Age 16
Static Heart
Color: Purple
Shape: Diamond

Heart Maiden Outfit
The black and white are on all outfits. The gloves, trim, ribbon and shoes are the color of the maiden.

Alyson Green was like your normal, everyday high school student. She liked doing thinks like hanging out with her friends and shopping. She liked relaxing at home and watching TV. She got good grades at school and was an active member of the school’s tennis team. She was kind and friendly. To most, her most defining feature was her bust, something many guys took notice of. She had been asked out more than once by a guy willing to take the risk. The male population had a zero percent success rate.

It wasn’t their fault. Okay, actually, it was their fault for asking her out despite having never made any sort of flirtations towards any of them. Seriously, what was up with that? But anyway, there were two reasons why Alyson, one of the most desirable girls at Westridge High, was single. The first was something others suspected, but no one could prove. She was a lesbian. She had no interest in men. She had always been that way, and she would continue to always be that way. However, it’s not like she couldn’t get a girlfriend if she tried. That’s where the second problem came in. It was a much more troublesome and less predicted problem. It was an eight inch long problem that existed directly between her legs.

Alyson was a futanari, a dickgirl, some other term perverts had no doubt invented for her. Now, it’s not like no one knew about futas. Basically everyone had heard about them. That said, the number of them was exceedingly low, and most of them weren’t “out.” And they could hardly be blamed. Futas weren’t thought of as just some reasonable alternative gender, a miracle capable of filling either role in reproduction. No, they were thought of as disgusting and creepy. Futa was even used as a derogatory slur towards things seen as unnatural or perverse. So Alyson needed to find a girl who liked girls and dicks, didn’t have a problem with futanari, and learn both of these things without making her intentions or identity obvious. And this didn’t even take into account the fact that Alyson did have her own taste in girls. Not everyone with a vagina was someone she wanted to jump.

So that had been Alyson’s life. A secret futanari that desperately wanted a girlfriend. Up until two weeks ago that is. That’s when she found herself woken up in the middle of the night by a burning sensation. It started in her lower back, just above her butt, but it quickly spread across her entire body. She wasn’t sure what was happening and thought that she was about to die. Then, a flash of purple light happened, flooding her senses. When she came to, she felt fine. No, she felt better than that. She felt absolutely amazing. Like she could jump over buildings and punch cars and shoot lightning out of her hands.

It turns out the reason she felt that way was because she could. She had awoken as the fifth of the Heart Maidens, a group of girls who used their magical powers to protect the world. At least, those were the stories. Rumors had flooded the internet about them for months, but it was hard to confirm anything. Still, Alyson had information about them invading her mind, helping her understand her situation better. She also got this sexy new outfit to go along with her powers, though she had to admit she felt a little exposed wearing it. Eventually, after taking a few minutes to calm down, she retracted her powers, returning to her normal self, though with one difference. After careful checking in the mirror, she saw where her power was stored. She had a tramp stamp. A purple diamond with additional swirls and flourishes to help it stand out. Alyson sighed. Now she even got a tattoo of a slut without getting to sleep around first. Life was so unfair sometimes.

Since then, Alyson had been keeping her powers a complete secret. She had snuck out at night a few times to practice, learning about her powers. Not only did she control lightning, she could also summon spears as her weapon. Now, if only she had some way of communicating with the other Heart Maidens, she might actually figure out something to do with these powers.
 
Jo Harper
Age: 15
Cold Heart
Color: Blue
Shape: Crescent Moon

Lizzy Adams
Age: 17
Blazing Heart
Color: Red
Shape: Heart

Jeanne Delacroix
Age: 16
Soaring Heart
Color: Yellow
Shape: Star

Maxine Williams
Age: 17
Iron Heart
Color: Green
Shape: Cross

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The four other Heart Maidens had experienced their own awakening a few months before Alyson. So far as Lizzy Adams knew, she was the first. She was a natural leader, serving on the student council, organizing a literature club, captain of the school archery team, and even the unofficial head of her circle of friends. She exuded confidence and always managed to maintain a positive and optimistic outlook. Despite that, she had a no nonsense attitude that made many find her intimidating. That same intimidation may have been what was responsible for her being single. Not that it mattered, she knew better than to out herself. It could have compromised her various responsibilities to the school.

She had woken in the middle of the night, screaming in agony as unyielding heat threatened to sear her flesh. A crimson heart embellished with fire was found the next morning, just above her cleavage. As time went on, and she trained with her gifts, she used her newfound knowledge and new sixth sense to find the others. Starting with her best friend and neighbor, Max.


Maxine "Max" Williams led a busy life. She practiced with an all girl rock group on the weekend, called Max Force. She plays on the school soccer team in the afternoons. Somehow, with both of those things, she finds time to go shopping with friends, play video games at home, and manage at least a passing grade in her classes. She's brash, competitive, and impulsive. In many ways, the opposite of her oldest friend; Lizzy.

Her own awakening felt like an incredible pressure bearing down on her. Her bones feeling like they all might shatter under an inexplicable weight. A green cross was found on her stomach the next morning.


The next, and perhaps the most unexpected, was Jeanne Delacroix. A wealthy young woman who, by all logic, shouldn't have been in public school in the first place. Despite that, she stubbornly insisted on "slumming it" with the lower class students. Her opulence and arrogance made her occasionally difficult to tolerate, but she was polite and honest to a fault, and true to her friends.

She woke the night of her awakening, gasping for air. She felt as if all oxygen had been robbed from her lungs. She woke the next morning with a yellow star on her inner thigh.


The last, was the young and angry Jo Harper. Jo was every bit the stereotypical rebellious and angsty teen. She wasn't exactly friends with any of the other Heart Maidens prior to her awakening, and even now, calling them friends would be a bit of a stretch.

She woke in freezing cold. Feeling like a thousand icy needles were boring into her body. The painful cold spreading through every inch of her body until finally passing out. She woke the next morning to find a pale blue crescent moon on her pelvis, just below her pantie line.

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That day, Jeanne was preparing for tennis practice. Afterward she would be expected to meet up with Lizzy and the others, but for now, she could concentrate on her favorite game. She stood in the locker room, wearing nearly nothing, her tennis uniform draped over the bench. She stood in her panties and bra visiting with other girls who had been drawn to the wealthy young woman, desperate to be close to someone they perceived as so important. In truth, Jeanne wasn't interested in any of them. She didn't want superficial friends. She had real friends now, perhaps not counting Jo.
 
Alyson had gotten unlucky. She usually tried to go into the locker room for tennis club when it was at its most empty. But she had timed it wrong, leaving her with two choices. Either she left and came back later, hoping no one questioned why she did that. Or she acted like nothing was strange, went to her locker, and changed her outfit while keeping her back turned to everyone the entire time. After all, her crotch bulge would be hard to explain as something else.

As she walked over to her locker, she saw Jeanne Delacroix in her underwear and struggled not to stare at her. God, being a closet lesbian was tough sometimes. She was so pretty and she seemed to take good care of herself. Still, Alyson didn’t allow herself to stare too much. She just averted her gaze and went to her locker. She was very quick in changing, though it felt agonizingly long. Every second felt like someone was going to find her out. But soon she was in her tennis gear and heading out the door, relieved that nothing had happened. Hoenestly, she probably sweat more from that than she would during practice.
 
Jeanne was in the process of pulling on her uniform when she caught sight of Alyson as she entered. She's known her for a little while, hard not to when you attend the same club, but she wouldn't say they were friends. She watched her from the otherwise of the locker room as she dressed. The first thing she noticed was the new tattoo. More to the point, it was similar to her own. She looked down at her inner thigh, and at the tattoo located there. She looked back towards Alyson but she had already left. "Lizzy did mention that she had a feeling that there might be another." She mumbled to herself. "But, Alyson? Really?"

She finished dressing, jogging out to the tennis court. "Hey! Hey, Alyson!" She shouted cheerfully. She stopped once she caught up. "How's it going? Sorry we haven't really talked much before, but you know how it is." She looked around the court at the other girls before leaning in to whisper to Alyson. "I saw your new tattoo!" She sounded excited as she said it. "It kind of looks like mine!"" She looked around again before raising her uniform a bit to show her the star on her thigh. "Who did yours?" She asked curiously.
 
Jeanne? Talking to her? Did she notice Alyson checking her out? Worse, had she been checking her out? I mean, that was kind of good, but also kind of bad? Very bad depending on what she noticed. “The tattoo,” she repeated in some mixture of relief and disappoint that she hadn’t felt before. Then it dawned on her that she had an obvious tattoo (at least in the changing room) that had just shown up one day, and she hadn’t come up with a suitable lie yet. Alyson’s lack of foresight was coming back to bite her. Hard. It took her a few seconds to register what Jeanne had just said about her own tattoo. Looking at it, they were incredibly similar in size and design elements. Of course, it was a different shape and color, which made her time even more carefully about the situation. Was Jeanne a Heart Maiden? Or was she a rich girl who got a tattoo that coincidentally looked like hers. She wasn’t exactly ready to admit to being a magical superhero one without harder evidence.

“Well, you know,” she said, trying to figure out how to phrase it. “It was just one of those nights. You’re basically unconscious, you remember some pain, and when you wake up it’s there, almost like magic. But I don’t know where I got it from” Was that obvious enough? Were other Heart Maiden awakenings like hers? She hoped so, otherwise Jeanne would certainly think Alyson was out getting white girl wasted all the time. But she hoped that this sent some sort of signal that the other girl would pick up on.
 
Jeanne listened thoughtfully to Alyson's explanation. It was extremely vague, but it provided her with just enough insight to pick up on the truth. She gasped before nearly hopping in excitement. "Mine too!" She smiled brightly, giving her a knowing nod. "Gosh, I know right? It was unreal." She toyed with some of her hair, presently tied back in a ponytail. She linked arms with Alyson, deciding the two of them were friends now. "Come on, let's play some tennis!"

She led her over to an unoccupied court and collected a tennis racket. "You know, we should really hang out sometime. Ooh! I know! I'm meeting up with some friends after practice. You should come hang out with us. They're a fun bunch." She paused for only a moment. "Trust me. I think you'll love them. I think you've got a lot in common." She added that last part with a wink and a smile.
 
Alyson’s Heart was racing. Was she really a Heart Maiden? Or was she a blackout drinker? No, that wasn’t the case, and Alyson knew it. She couldn’t believe it, sje had been found by the Heart Maidens. And she was going to get to meet them after school? Why did she have to wait? She wanted to meet them now. Still appearances mattered. Part of the whole super heroine thing. Still, it was definitely going to be hard to wait.

They got ready to play, but it didn’t take long to see Alyson was at far from peak form. Okay, if someone was being completely honest, she was playing like trash. On a usual day, Alyson was average at tennis. The bed she had ever done was being appointed as an understudy in a tournament that her team went three rounds in. Not once did she get to go on the court. That didn’t bother her as a he just played tennis for fun. But today she was having a hard time focusing on the game. Not only was her mind stuck on the Heart Maidens, but several guys had decided to “hang out” near the court. And considering that they were directly behind Alyson, it was quite clear who their attention was on, making her even more preoccupied. Still, she tried. It was a performance that wouldn’t impress anyone, but she tried.
 
Jeanne rolled her eyes as she noticed the boys gathering behind Alyson. Even though she didn't say anything, she could tell they were bothering Alyson. So, she prepared to serve the ball as normal. What happened next was what was strange. The ball flew with impossible speed, seeming to curve away from Alyson and striking one of the boys in the center of his forehead. She feigned surprise, bring her hand up to stifle a gasp. "Oops! Oh my God! I'm so sorry! I guess I don't know my own strength!" She giggled a little before walking over to the net. "Don't were about the match. We all have our off days."

"Ready to head out? I'm meeting the others in about a half hour so we'll have to be pretty quick about it. Jo's gonna be upset if I'm late again." She started to lead the way back to the locker room. "You'll probably recognize most of the girls. They all go to school here." Despite insisting they couldn't be late, she took her time to change, clearly in no actual hurry.
 
Alyson was shocked to see the ball fly in that way. To anyone paying careful attention, it was pretty unnatural. But considering who she hit, there were no complaints from her. Actually, she did have one issue: it didn’t give him a black eye or a bloody nose. Still, it seemed enough to drive them off for now. Though consider two of them had asked her out before, one them more than once, she doubted this would be their last appearance.

“Thanks, you played great,” Alyson commented, following her back to the locker room. She had to do her best to still position herself away from Jeanne while changing. It was even more stressful than before, but she was pretty sure that she went undetected. Jeanne was probably more interested in her tattoo than anything else. “Really? I had no idea,” Alyson added. The fact that all the other Heart Maidens went to her school was incredible. She was so excited, she could barely contain herself. “I’m super excited to meet them.”
 
Jeanne was all smiles while she changed. She was far too caught up in her thoughts to watch Alyson change. Not to say that Alyson wasn't insanely pretty! Jeanne just had enough respect for Alyson not to watch her like that. More to the point, If they were going to be around each other a lot in the future, she'd have plenty of opportunities.

She finished dressing, sighing softly. "Best we be on our way." She pulled her backpack on, checking the time on her phone. She spotted a text from Lizzy, causing her to furrow her brow. "My driver will take us to meet the others. Ever been in a limo?" She asked as she turned to face her, grinning to herself. She approached Alyson, linking arms with her again. "We're headed to the pier. The others are already there." She happily led the way out towards where her limo would be waiting. "You're going to love this."
 
“A limo? What?” Alyson asked in surprise. She knew Jeanne came to school in a limo. Honestly, it was hard to miss. But Alyson was going to get to ride her limo with her? This was turning into quite the day. Immediately, her mind started to wander. They were going to be alone, in a dark limo, with no one watching...

She stopped her perverted thoughts from going any further. Focus. Heart Maidens. Sexy girls on the Heart Maidens. No! Bad Alyson! She someone maintained her sanity. So she happily linked her arm with Jeanne’s and followed along with her. However, once they were inside, Alyson whispered in her ear, needing confirmation. “You are a Heart Maiden, right?” She was going to be in very deep shit if this had just been a misunderstanding.
 
Jeanne happily greeted her driver as he opened the door for them. She let Alyson climb in first, following soon after. At her question, she looked over at her with a curious expression. "Heart Maidens? Why I'm quite sure I have no idea what you're talking about." She paused for only a moment before giggling soon after. "I'm just kidding, darling. Yes, I am." She smiled brightly as she settled back in her seat. "I think you'll be quite surprised by who the others are. I know I was."

The limo pulled to a stop by an old pier. She climbed out from the limo as the door was opened, breathing in the smell of the coast. "Come along, Alyson." She led the way back to where three young women waited. A young blue haired woman sat on a crate, a brunette leaning against a wall, and finally the red haired student council member, Lizzy Adam's.

"Oh, what the fuck?" Jo announced as she spotted Jeanne and Alyson. "You can't just bring out a date. This is supposed to be a secret!"

Lizzy looked over next. "Far be it from me to agree with Jo... But she's right. Jeanne. What's going on?"

"Alyson, allow me to introduce the Heart Maidens." Jeanne was all smiles as she presented her. "Team, this is Alyson. She's one of us."

The three girls stared in shock at Alyson, Max being the first to speak. "No way." She looked back to Lizzy in disbelief.

"Jeanne might be right, Max. Let's hear Alyson out." Lizzy replied calmly. "Go ahead." She said simply, gesturing to Alyson.
 
Alyson basically had a heart attack upon hearing Jeanne answer, he entire body stiffening up. When she told her that was a joke, she Alyson let out such a sigh, she felt almost like she was physically deflating. That had been nerve wracking. Though it appeared like she had gotten lucky, the Heart Maidens being so close. Or maybe that’s why she was chosen because of her proximity. Whatever the reason, she was here now.

When they approached the other three, Alyson did recognize all of them. Jo was infamous. That blue hair stood out, but it was her mouth that got her remembered. Alyson had seen her go off on someone before, and it had been brutal. She was genuinely scared of the blue haired girl, and was a bit uncomfortable with the idea of working with her.

Max was the person she knew the least about, having had no real reason to know her. Still, Alyson had an excellent memory for attractive girls, which Max easily was. All Alyson knew was her face, but that was better than nothing.

Seeing Lizzy here was like getting every Christmas at once. Ever since Alyson had seen the redhead, she had developed a massive crush on her. That hair, that voice, the fact that she was able to look like that while being the president of the student council and the archery club. Alyson had spoken to her three times in the past, all official business, and it did nothing to dissuade her one sided affections. Granted, Alyson was very liberal with her crushes, but Lizzy occupies a special place in her fantasies.

Alyson stood there, realizing she hadn’t come up with an idea on how to introduce herself. She probably shouldn’t transform out here in broad daylight. So she did something else. While it was incredibly difficult to use her powers without transforming, it wasn’t impossible. So she reached out her hand and extended her fingers as if she was asking for a high five. Then bolts of electricity began arcing between her fingers. It wasn’t much, but it was more than any regular human could do. “My name is Alyson Green. I’m also the newly awakened Static Heart,” she announced to the gathered girls. She hoped her nerves weren’t showing. She wanted this to be a good first impression.
 
There was nothing but a silence as the four Heart Maidens waited to see what Alyson would say or do. As she raised her hand, electricity leaping from finger to finger, the reactions among the girls present were mostly the same. Most amazed that Alyson was, in fact, one of them. Lizzy on the other hand didn't seem to react, save for the faintest of smiles forming. She had known for a little while that a fifth girl had awoken, but hadn't pinned her down yet. Given the bizarre group they were, she knew better than to be surprised it was Alyson. They were all so different, it was a wonder what must have brought them all together. "Well," Lizzy began, approaching her. "I'm glad we finally found you... Static Heart." She said the code name as if testing it first, but then smiled a little wider.

"Right on." Max said next, walking over to pat Alyson on the shoulder. "Welcome to the team. The more the merrier, I say." She grinned at Alyson as she spoke. Max was a team player to the extreme. The more bodies on the team, the better their odds were in her opinion.

Jeanne said nothing, simply beaming with self satisfaction at having found Alyson herself.

Jo gave a huff, not getting up from her crate. "Whatever." She rolled her eyes, looking away from the group. "Can we get on with this? I've got other shit to do."

"Not anymore you don't." Lizzy countered, turning to walk back towards where she had been before. "With Alyson here now, we're going to have to make sure she knows what she's doing before the next attack." She paused then, looking back towards Alyson. "How much do you know, exactly?"
 
Okay, Alyson succeeded in operation don’t look stupid in front of your new teammates. Well, mostly succeeded, but impressing Jo seemed like a lost cause. For now, she’d just try to fit in. “Well, not much. I’ve kind of been sneaking out and practicing with my powers, just to get a handle on them,” she explained, trying to recount everything she could. “Once I awakened, is that the right word, I had some innate knowledge. Like I knew how summon and dismiss my costume, what my code name was, about my lightning magic and basic spear combat ractics. I also know how to use Heart Fury, thought I haven’t tried that yet. A bit too risky for practice.” She was pretty sure that was all of it, at least off the top of her head.
 
Lizzy gave a satisfied nod. "That's a good start." She thought about how to explain what they did but it was difficult to put into words. Even if one did believe in magic it seemed outlandish and impossible. "Have you seen them yet? The monsters?" She paused for only a moment. "Our first encounter was when we first found Jo. The had ambushed her while she was practicing."

"They're mean bastards, no question." Max interjected. "They come in hundreds of different forms and sizes, each with their own strengths and weaknesses. That's what makes the team so important. We can compliment each other's gifts to fight them better."

"We don't know where they're coming from or why they're here, but that's part of our mission. Find the source and shut it down." Lizzy explained. "I don't know if that8the reason we were given there powers, but it's what I choose to believe." She walked back towards Alyson again, extending her hand to her. "You don't have to fight with us if you don't want to, but you would be a more than welcome addition to the team. Either way, it's up to you."
 
“No, no monsters,” she answered. To some degree, she wasn’t surprised to learn that monsters were real. After all, she was effectively Zeus in a cocktail dress. Hard to be surprised that there were monsters out there. She was actually more curious to see if their powers were similar to hers. Though that curiosity was mixed in with a healthy dose of fear as well. But when the offer to join them was extended, she didn’t even need to think about it.

“Yes!” she said probably more excitedly that she probably should have as she took Lizzy’s hand. She tried reigning herself in before continuing. “I mean, I want to do something with these powers, and there’s much I could do except be a phone charger otherwise. So yeah, sign me up.” It would also give her a chance to get to know Lizzy among other cute girls (even Jo was pretty good looking when not being terrifying). This was certainly a non-zero factor of her decision, but she also meant it when she said she wanted to do something with her powers. That’s when she realized that she had been holding her crush’s hand the whole time. She quickly pulled back her own hand, turning a bit red in the process. “It’s nice to be a part of the team,” she finished.
 
((Zeus in a cocktail dress! :D))

Jeanne beamed excitedly. "So that makes five!" She announced when Alyson agreed to join.

"Very good, genius. That is how numbers work." Jo responded sarcastically, which earned a glare from Jeanne.

Lizzy was quite aware of how long Alyson had held onto her hand, her eyes watching her quizzically before she pried them away from her. "Alright, uh... Good." Her normally rocksteady confidence wavered for just a second. She looked over at the others. "This Saturday at midnight, let's meet up again. Next time we'll actually go inside the warehouse over here." She gestured to a nearby building.

Jeanne looked over at Alyson. "My family technically owns this area, even if they don't really use it anymore. So, we can use the pier and the warehouse to our heart's content, no need to worry about being caught."

"We'll be sparring. More accurately, you'll be sparring. Knowing how to transform and use your powers is one thing, but if you freeze in a fight, we'll all be in trouble. To that end, you'll be fighting Jo." Lizzy's words caused the quiet youngest member to look up again in surprise.

"That's a good idea!" Max exclaimed. "If you can fight Jo without losing your cool, then nothing will scare you."
 
“Jo!?” she exclaimed, surprised by that revelation. How was she supposed to fight her? He’ll, Alyson would be lucky if she didn’t end up dead fighting someone like that. “Umm...okay,” she said nervously as she looked over at the blue headed girl. This was not going to be easy. At all. Her self mandated training was one thing, but she had zero experience. If she wanted to make it through this Saturday’s fight in one piece, she would need to kick her own practice into high gear.

“Is there anything else I should know? Like, what if I get ambushed? Wait, do you guys get ambushed, or do you go hunting?” she rattled off. Clearly, she was still pretty shaken by everything going on at the moment.
 
"What a bother..." No mumbled irritablly. She brushed her blue bangs from her face, looking over at the newest addition. This time she sized her up. Alyson didn't look like much of a fighter, but then did any of them? That was kind of the point. No one would suspect them.

Max was the first to speak up. "If you get ambushed, run. Don't try to fight them on your own. Get some distance and call us." She knew first hand how risky it would be on her own, especially as a novice. "We usually go hunting together, but if one of us gets attacked we come to back them up as quickly as possible."

Lizzy pulled out her phone. "Speaking of which, best you get our numbers, that way we can stay in touch." She breathed out a deep breath before smiling. "Try not to worry. I know it seems like a lot, but we'll help you learn. Besides, it's gotta be nice to make new friends."
 
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