I was not expecting him to take that so well. Actually, the leader struck me as someone that would get really angry. He just chuckled loudly and put a firm hand on my tall shoulder. I knew that I could move it at any time, but he wanted to tell me something. "You want to bet!?" he challenged. That took me off guard. "Bet on what?" I asked. I was positive that I could do anything that he could do. Not only that, but do it better. My best friends were Devils after all. It was a foregone conclusion. "You think you are a better breeder than us? Honestly. What can a horsey girl's children do. An AEP unit will be superior to any human. Even more than a PEP unit is." he said. I yawned and said "I seriously doubt that you can beat me. You might as well not even try." He looked at me and said "What are you going to put up for this bet? If you win, you can tell us what to do for one operation." "If you win, you get all of our weapons and items in storage." I said. He shook his head and said "It's not good enough. Our PEP technician can make great weapons on their own. We want this base. The studio and all."
Feeling in a god mood, I agreed. "Yeah. Why not? I can make the strongest kid this world has seen. Cole will be a good enough partner." I said as I pointed at him. Cole just pointed at himself. "You really think so? I don't know if a bet like this is wise. The entire clan base is on the line." The leader of Volition Clan just laughed. "You might have some shoddily put together units here, but he's not even the best you have. From what we've seen, he's near the bottom of the barrel." he said. "Oh yeah? And who are you going to breed? You didn't bring any females with you." I pointed out. He shrugged and said "You have a good set of eyes on you for a horse. You're either brave or crazy or stupid. I'll just call in one of our grunts. Because of the upgrade in gear lots of grunts came to join. Since we needed to take them, we did. We didn't make it easy though." He pulled out a cell phone and made a call. "It's me. Put me on speaker phone. I want to speak to the grunts." There was something on the other end. He narrowed his eyes in annoyance. "Trashy units, am I right?" he said to us. We said nothing.
Giving his attention back to the phone, he said "It's about damn time! I need 2 of you grunts to come down to the station. I finally have a use for you." There was another pause. "Who? I don't give a shit! But 2 of you better have yourselves down here by morning. That's it!" he snapped before ending the call. The leader then looked at us. I wanted to know what was going to happen. "They aren't here? I thought they would at least be carrying your stuff around." I said. He just scoffed. "They aren't even good enough quality for that. 2 of them will be here. Don't worry about that." he said. The rest of the Jazni Town PEP units were confident and overbearing with the others. The other guests gave them a wide berth. They really made the party uncomfortable for everyone else. A human musician got into a fight with one of the nameless cyborgs in the leader's party. The fight was over in less than a minute. The human was beaten within an inch of his life. I looked at some of the staff. "Go get him some medical attention. We don't want anyone on the floor." I instructed. They picked him off the floor.
He was taken to a resting room. It did not take too long after that for the party to slowly clear out of human NPCs. After they left, I decided to call it. "Looks like the party's over, guys. We'll get the competition over with when your grunts get here." The Volition Club members looked at each other. The leader said "We will go sit in the lobby then. Trust me, we don't have an early bedtime." "Suit yourself." I said. The others went to their sleeping quarters. I went to mine as well. I waited there until I got a call to come down. I saw that they had 8 members in the lobby. They were all male. The leader pushed the newcomers up to me. "These 2 grunts here are not to the standards of our clan. We keep the grunts around for work we can't be bothered to deal with." "Okay. Can you breed them? That was the point of the competition." I asked. He stood between them and used his hands to slap and grope their asses. "They don't have what it takes to be true Volition Clan. Why should they be able to cum? They're lucky we take care of them. At least they can incubate new members. Welcome to the clan."
