Marco gulped as he broke the first rule to rock climbing a cliff without gear, do not look down!

He mumbled to himself, "No worries this tenth one might just be my last one."

Hugging the cliff harder as he pulled himself up higher and higher til he made it to the edge where his head popped over. Taking a look around he saw nothing but a grassy flat with a bit of land under a archaic looking castle. Marco then pulled the rest of his body over the edge. Lying on the soft grass he spent the next couple of minutes getting his energy back. Staring back up at the hot pink sky and it's green clouds, thinking about how nice this place would be if there wasn't floating islands and mountains inhabited by giant flying ostrich being rode by leprechauns that could breath fire. Yep totally a tourist trap in the making if he ever saw it.

Marco sighed as he got back up and dusted himself off as he headed for the front gate. It's metal entry was covered in dirt and was so heavy that he practically had to push with his entire body in order to just squeeze himself between the chunks of metal to fit through. Upon making it into the courtyard he looked down at his clothes.

"Ugh I just cleaned that." He grumbled.

Before long he ran to what he assumed was the main entrance. Pushing the much smaller but more grander front door out of the way. He then slowly inched his was inside the main hall. Trying not to alert Heckapoo to his presence as he tried to pick up on any sound from within the keep.

...

...

*splash*

Marco froze as he picked up on the direction the noise came from, tip toeing his way towards the source down the hall to his left. He made another turn down the hall way and saw a door partially opened with a slit of light coming from it. The flame, he thought and quickly he made up his mind that he would pounce on this chance without giving that demoness a chance to escape.

As soon as he kicked the door out of the way he was blasted by a wave of steam making his eyes flinch close as he ran to what he thought was Heckapoo's form while shouting.

"LEERRROOOYYYY JJJJEEENNNKKIIINNSS!"

"Oh son of a bitch!" She growled.

Then Marco's shins hit the rim of something hard causing him to yelp as his momentum carried him into the air an sending him crashing into a soft wet surface.

Meanwhile before he landed Heckapoo threw her arms over her head to protect the flame from the unidentified flying meatbag.

Marco opened his eyes to find his head nuzzled between her breasts. His head instantly shot up red faced and silent as his thought ran wild of what he just did.

"Sir we have a problem." said Mind Marco Number 34.

"Put it on screen." said Captain Mind Marco Number 5 sipping his mint tea. Then he dropped the fine china to the floor at the following images, shattering it into a million pieces.

"Captain how do we respond?" Mind Marco Number 7 asked.

"Abandon ship." He deadpanned.

"Whu-" and before Number 7 could ask, the Captain jumped out of the nearest space window he could find. Causing the whole crew of Mind Marco's to fall into chaos.

"Tell my wife I love her!" Yelled Number 6 to Number 9 as he jumped out of another and completely not broken yet, space window. Leaving a stunned Mind Marco Number 9 to cry out, "But I am your wife!"

Another Mind Marco came to the deck to see what the problem was. Then he looked up at the screen and saw Heckapoo's massive jugs then turned to the nearest Mind Marco who was setting his desk on fire and handed the man his pants.

"What the-" he was cut off by the other Mind Marco placing his finger over the other ones mouth saying, "I won't be needing these where I'm going."

Meanwhile Heckapoo was looking at the wet human with a raised eyebrow as he just stood their gawking with a blank red face. She stood up as water ran down her pale skin not really even bothered to hide anything from her viewer, after all she knew she looked good and it didn't take a dumbstruck mortal to let her know she was hot.

She slapped him in the back of the head leaving a scorching little bald spot. Bringing him back to his senses.

"Oh my gad." Marco stammered as he shuffled his submerged feet back away from the naked women before he slipped and fell back down into the large tub.

"Poor thing can't even walk straight when hes in front of a girl." She teased.

Marco replied while avoiding to look at her, "That isn't the issue here and you know it!"

"Oh right the flame on my head?" She pointed.

"No!"

"The fact that your wet?"

"NO, maybe!"

"Or perhaps the thing that has got you hot and bothered is just me, meatbag?" She whispered after leaning down to Marco's face. He slammed his eyes shut as tightly as he could so he wouldn't see.

"Is this part of the test?" He replied.

She snorted out a light laugh before saying, "Ya totally, go out and get all the clones by not only blowing out their flames but make sure you see my naked ass while your at it."

"Butt why are you naked, pardon the pun?"

"Pssh just because I got to spend my free time roaming this dimension waiting for you to quit doesn't mean I shouldn't enjoy a bath and a drink once in awhile." She moved back to reach for a mug on a wooden stool sitting next to the tub.

"Those flying meat pockets really know how to make a good brew thats for damn sure." She moved a stool over to the tub's edge where Marco was sitting and sat down write next to him. Wrapping her arm around his shoulder while she pressed her body against his.

She whispered, "You should really take off your clothes now."

He struggled to move away from her the instant she said that but found out very early that Heckapoo was heck a strong. His options were either to chew his arm off like a trapped coyote or just try to undress with little to no space between them. Seeing option two was the most likely to set him on fire he decided to try and...

CHEW HIS OWN ARM OFF!

Marco tugged at his red jacket with his teeth to demand him to see his currently attached limp get the memo that it was time to split. Meanwhile Heckapoo watched nonchalantly in sheer wonder of his stupidity of what seemed to be the most idiotic way to take off a piece of clothing ever.

"Really dude your going to play dumb now?" She then stuck her hand under the warm water and pulled off his shoes, socks and then yoinked his pants out from underneath him, throwing them outside the tub.

"Stay still so you don't splash any water on the flame." She commanded as she pulled off his jacket and shirt.

"Hey! Hey! Don't touch the underwear!"

"Only if you open your eyes."

Marco sighed and did as he was asked but looked away from her general direction. She chuckled a bit at his silly pouting as she reached out for a pair of scissors and cut open a portal to the cellar below them and worked her hands through it to pour a second mug full of the ale.

"Here this might help you un-clinch that tight ass of yours."

Marco took the mug but remarked," Says the lady that made a impossibly harsh trail about responsibility over her magical tool that she lost track of in the first place."

"Ya I'm not sorry, and you still got what you deserved."

"Look I can take a bashing but you started this crap when you swung at my friend."

"Well maybe she shouldn't have been a dirty little thief."

"She is not! Also what kind of half baked demon lady leaves her magical artifact behind to use the john!?"

"The name is Heckapoo meat bag and get that through your pea sized brain before I use it as my rubber ducky!"

The two where now glaring at each other face to face.

"I'm sorry what was your name again? I could of sworn it was something that started with a H ended with a O. Oh wait it was Hpoo right!?"

She slapped at his scorched bald spot causing their foreheads to lean against the other.

"You wanna go meatbag!"

Marco backed off for a second only to down the mug he still had in his hand, then he threw it behind to mewni knows where.

"Anytime Hpoo."

Heckapoo and Marco lunged at each other in the tub, wrapping their arms around the other. Marco was easily being overpowered by Heckapoo's before he bobbed his head forward for a swift headbutt to her face. Causing her to stagger and wimpier out a cry as Marco stopped.

"Oh my Gad I'm-" Then all the air escaped his lungs as Heckapoo punched him in the stomach smiling.

"Like you could even leave a mark on this masterpiece." She stated.

Marco's body splashed water everywhere causing her to move back to protect her flame until a wooden mug came flying at her face only to donk off her pitifully. "Really dude? Like really?"

Spending a couple of seconds looking at the mug fall away was all the time Marco needed to tackle her out of the tub onto the wet floor with him on top. Only for the next two seconds, as Heckapoo rolled herself on top of him. The two locked arms and tumbled and rolled into anything into the room. Sometimes Heckapoo got hit, sometimes Marco took the next blow.

After all their tossing and turning mixed with even more insults they both lunged at each other not with their arms, legs, or their foreheads but their lips. All their remaining logic thrown out the window as they invaded the others mouth with their own respected tongues. Marco's going in as far as he could, tasting her heat and something sweet? His thoughts wondering what else she had eaten before they met again was halted by the sensation of Heckapoo's tongue combing his gums of the brew he had just drank. The snake like appendage licking the inside of his mouth tickling him stupid hard.

Making him pull away from the kiss chuckling and leaning his head back on the wet floor with her staring with a half lidded eye at him.

"You know I told one of the last clones I blew out that I have someone I like, right?" Marco spoke.

Raising a eyebrow she replied, "Ya ya, we know whenever one of us pop we see all the memory's it had during it's separation we all know. Though I did say if we did this I won't talk about it if you don't."

"But that just feels wrong." He sighed.

"Well you've been going at this for maybe a year or less now? Do you think she is dying to see you now this instant?"

Marco hadn't thought about it, he tried not to but he felt that if he got those scissors back maybe something could happen and he could fix the time he spent on this quest. Making up his mind that all the time he was here, was just as important in making it to the end. Then there was Heckapoo, what did he really feel for her? Did he see her even in the light of a potential partner? Well one with benefits, but like she said he has been doing this for almost a year now.

While the human just stared back at her in deep thought, Heckapoo was in her own. For like a couple of seconds before she shook Marco out of his.

"So we doing this or not? Or do I need to blow out this flame?" she snapped.

Fuck it, Marco thought. He would have to just make amends in the future and come clean on his own when this was all over.

Heckapoo was about to give up on this meatbag when he kissed her back. "Theres your sign Hpoo."

She grinned "That is not my name. Say Heckapoo, say it."

"Make me."

An with that they started again. Heckapoo pressing her body on top of Marco's, her wet hair dripping and draping over the both of them in the steam filled room. Adding volume to the intensity of their make out. They then slowly got back up on their knees as the both of them never unwrapped their arms around the other. Marco was the first to break form holding his hands from around her shoulders and subtly glided them down her frame to above her waste. Heckapoo did likewise til she felt the edge of Marco's underwear. Grumbling in their exchange of saliva as she pulled at the waistband and let it go to deliver a satisfying.

*SNAP*

"OW!"

She giggled while looking away innocently. He took the hint and stood up while pulling the garment down. Releasing his cock for Heckapoo to see.

"Maybe I should call you meatrod instead? Got a nicer ring to it?"

Marco inquired, "Fine only if I get to call you screaming poo then when it goes in."

She back scorched slapped his ass causing him to let out a small squeak. Afterwards she stroked the large member with one finger from the tip to the bottom getting a grasp on the size. Then she gave it a flick of her tongue on the head. The sudden touch from the wet whip sent shivers down his spine before she finally stopped playing around and finally took the cock into her mouth. Slowly taking it in, inch by inch til her mouth was full. Leaving her a little annoyed by the fact that Marco still had more to give.

She slowly started to move her head back and forth as she fiddled her tongue around his cock. Tasting and coating it in her own juices as she began to pick up the pace. Marco let out a moan at her advances before he rested his hands on her horns. While Heckapoo's own goal was to make him scream her name as she worked her hand into small strokes on the remaining length outside her work space. Bobbing her head while occupying her hand with small and fast movement, raising volume of his moans in approval at her skill.

Then his hands gripped her horns as he slammed her face towards his body. Causing Heckapoo to nearly gag uncontrollably as his cock reached for the back of her throat. Then he continued the motion in a faster fashion letting out screams of pleasure as he proceeded to face fuck the demoness. Doing everything she could to not choke on the repeated assault she tilted her mouth up making Marco's cock have the pleasure of sliding against her soft bottom lip more efficiently til he finally reached his peak. Releasing a geyser of his essence into her talk hole. A mouth full would be a big understatement for what Heckapoo was experiencing, causing no matter how much she gulped down on reflex to still spill from her mouth.

"Been holding that one in for fucking forever." He gasped in his afterglow. No shit, she thought as she felt some of his seed drip on her chest. Heckapoo got up from the floor then and headed back to the large bathtub.

She looked back at him. "Well you coming over here to return the favor or not?"

"Sorry, coming right over!"

She snickered as he made way to her for round two, while she dipped her body into the hot water. Washing away Marco's mess by the time he made it to her.

He then asked," So you ready?" As he crouched down in the water in front of her. She laid back against the damp rim with her arms sprawled out on it's border. Leaving her chest out of the water and her knees spread apart from the other. Poking the caps out from the pools surface.

"You really shouldn't waste your breath on the obvious." She hummed.

Marco raised a eyebrow before submerging his head in the warm water. Already thinking up a plan of attack as his nose lightly prodded Heckapoo's entrance. She was humming a old ballet when she left a soft moan as he started to work his tongue on her sweet spot. Pushing it further in while holding back the remaining air he had left in his lungs. The feeling of her grinding on his face left with him with the knowledge that his work was paying off.

Meanwhile Heckapoo gasped out a satisfied, "Yes!" Feeling a delightful mix of pleasure and under handed joy in the fact that he wasn't above the water to properly hear her say his name multiple times. Marco was reaching his limit though, as the strain for air was becoming too much for him, he surfaced. Only to get a couple of seconds of air before she pushed his head back under. Shoving him back into position after snickering, "Not til your done meatbag."

He worked faster this time, moving in much further than before with his tongue. Sliding it's own reach to then have it curl on her folds. Letting the tip reach around and press into some very sensitive places. His hint that it was working this time was fact that her legs were now wrapped around his head. Heckapoo was reaching her limit now, an within moments she reached her peak. Squeezing the human's head underwater as she felt euphoria grip just the same. She couldn't tell if he could feel her release her own juices on him at that moment but she didn't care.

Soon she let go and just left her body sprawled out under the water as she basked her own afterglow. Marco erupted from the surface coughing and gagging uncontrollably.

"Oh my gad! I nearly died down there! The hell!" He yelled.

"Ya not sorry." She calmly replied.

He spent the next couple of minutes trying to steady his breathing. Along with contemplating how much water he drank in when she nearly crushed his skull. He moved beside her and propped his head up against the rim next hers. They both spent a couple of quiet moments together just letting their bodies soak in the water.

"When you started this whole trial junk did you think this would happen?" Marco asked.

Heckapoo looked over at him nonchalantly and said," Nope."

"Would you have done it if you knew we would up here like this?"

"Sh-ya. This has been more entertaining than those boring club parties and council meetings."

"Club parties where you leave dimensional cutting scissors laying around for someone to take like you said?"

"Jeez you can be such a efficient joy killer despite being a pretty sub par cunnilingus."

He chuckled, "Stop it. Two compliments in a row will make me think you actually mean it."

She booped him on the cheek, "Maybe I do."

Marco eyed her down before grinning at what he was planning to do next. Starting off with a light kiss as he moved his body over hers. Caressing one of her breasts as the other hand wrapped around her back. While she in turned grabbed him by his toned ass, pressing his waist into hers till she felt his hard and hot erection press against her skin. Shuddering a bit into the passionate make out session until she began to lightly grind against his cock with her soft lower body.

Sandwiching it between the two of them making Marco moan in pleasure. He moved back a little to give it some breathing room before lining it up with her literally wet flower. As he eased it into her she released her own sigh of satisfaction as his cock proceed to invade her walls. Forcing her to grip on him so hard that the small scratches she made had drawn blood. Marco hissed in some air at the pain before he slowly began to pump in and out of her.

Heckapoo stifled their kissing as she started to mark Marco's neck with little pecks on his skin. While he gripped her ass in both hands to fuck her harder than any being in the multiverse could ever dream. Feeling her insides bump and press on top of his cock, making them both gasp in ecstasy toward their respected partner. Marco grit his teeth on his second thoughts about his earlier plan until Heckapoo decided to grit her own teeth just below his neck. He really hated how rough she is, though now it gave him the resolve for what he was about to do.

"Tell me when your close." He whispered into her ear. She looked back at with a smile before nodding back, after all she wanted to see if he could make this even more enjoyable than it already was. Marco kissed her on the forehead and picked up his pace faster. Pounding, nailing, screwing, pumping, pressing, punishing, pummeling, and straight up fucking her with all his energy. Leaving her almost speechless at the pleasure he was giving her. Feeling her mind fill to the top in the bombastic throws of her womanhood being smashed like a vase.

Till finally...

She felt her limit.

A part of her still couldn't believe that she was the one who was going to finish first but he was hitting her in just the right spot, faster and harder than any girl could stand. She let him know now rather than never by hugging him closer to her. "I'm going to!" She exclaimed.

*Poof*

Nothing.

Marco just stood there. Smiling triumphantly at what he had just did. At the peak of Heckapoo's clone's orgasm he blew out her flame. Feeling a little down that it wasn't the real Heckapoo but all the same he felt like he actually had a small victory over the demoness. Though before he cleaned his new wounds and poked at his new bruise to feel how sore they were he began to think.

Thinking about how he actually wanted to find another clone again. To see how she would react next time, that he wasn't the only person taking a test here but she was. Marco felt that now after so much time had past, that the journey was worth all the trouble before the end.

An that end, was with Hpoo.

Or a bucket, he stumbled around the room while trying to get his clothes back on as he felt whatever he had drank earlier was probably a bad decision.

Meanwhile

"Alright got myself an old tome and some tea, time to spend some me time." Heckapoo sighed as she looked at the book for HOW TO COOK YOUR DRAGON, FOR DUMMIES.

Though really she was about to chuck it into the inferno pit for a spot of kindling but thought how she did spend some coin on it, for a whim of entertainment. Might as well read til it bores her then she would just throw into the fire for fun later.

As she opened up the large book to the middle she suddenly experienced a recent flame clone's memories.

Causing her to spill the her mint tea all over the tome and her dress.

"OW! Fucking son of a BIT-!"

Double Meanwhile

Mind Marco Number 7 looked at the ships newly addressed captain and asked, "What are your first orders, sir?"

He looked back at him then back at the screen of them leaving the castle keep before saying.

"There is going to be some changes around here."

"And the first one being is that everyone in my crew must be pants less, anybody disagree?"

All at once everyone of the crew members took off their respected pants and stood proudly saluting their new captain.

The Captain had his crew.

It was the dawning of a new age.

Episode 1: Age of Fire