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Clash of Realms	By : RaphaelTMNT Category: -Misc Anime > Crossovers Views: 3294 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Clash of Realms
CHP13: Strategic Proposal

Isolated inside one of his chambers and in deep meditation was that of the Harbinger, Apollo. He often did this to assure his senses and focus were at their height. This session was however interrupted by that of a knock at the door and his guide Eris calling out to him as the emperor suspended any further activity. He was up and on his feet in a matter of seconds and met with her in the hall.
"Master, excuse my interval but I wouldn't have come if it wasn't important," she bowed her head just before stepping back. "Aono Tsukune tells me that he wishes to meet with you... that being the Justice League's Superman."
"When and where?!" Apollo's voice raised, not expecting this news.
She conveyed exactly what Tsukune had told her and without a seconds delay, Apollo dressed in one of his casual robes and together with Eris at his side they took off. And it was atop a mountain a couple miles from the city of Metropolis that Eris and Apollo ventured to and waited. The postponement wasn't for very long as a boom tube appeared out in front of them and two persons stepping out who Apollo recognized. The first was Superman and the second Cyborg, the two yokai standing their ground as they were approached by both members of the Justice League.
"Emperor," Superman bowed his head, as Cyborg did the same. "Glad that you could meet."
"And what is it that you wish to discuss with my master?" Eris frowned, aware of the situation and the league clinging to his grandchild. "Where's the girl?"
Her eyes switched between them.
"Eris," Apollo shook his head lowering a hand over her shoulder. "They wish to converse, not fight."
His eyes then fell over Superman specifically, haven't forgotten their past encounter.
"Such a hiatus was unexpected and I elected not to make a move to avoid pointless pandemonium. Do realize it is my grandchild you all hold and I did you a service by keeping the events of that night from her mother or else..."
"And I apologize for that, but we've been otherwise busy," Superman cut him off. "The reason I wanted to meet isn't concerning what you might think."
Apollo's eyes narrowed at this, deliberating what exactly the kryptonian was getting at.
"Pardon me?" Apollo questioned with a raised eyebrow.
"This," Cyborg stepped forward pressing at a panel over his arm and revealing a hologram screen as he rolled the footage. "This was taken from Arkham Asylum some time ago. We deliberated amongst each other if we should share this information and the decision was anonymous."
"And what of it?" the emperor inquired looking in.
"You know these woman, don't you?" Victor questioned, zooming the footage.
In a single step forward the Harbinger took a close look and right away recognized both.
"Akua and Kahlua Shuzen."
"Yes," Superman nodded, confirming exactly this. "Others have recently been broken free across the globe, the most dangerous of criminals... all of which have tousled with us at some point or another in the past. This activity that's been occurring, these magic pieces that these unknown yokai have been going around collecting looks to be the work of Fairy Tale and if that footage is any indicator, they're in the process of possible recruitment."
"It is that of the Chirismoy shells they collect," the emperor confirmed. "There are fifty of them in all and when combined the Chirismoy has a singular purpose which cannot be triggered without the three Lastiaz spheres, which are all guarded safely within three separate kingdoms. That being of the monster realm."
"What is its purpose?" Superman inquired.
Emptying his throat, Apollo looked to the sky.
"A weapon capable of unlocking dimensions lodged by even the most powerful magic. We must not allow them to accomplish this!" the emperor constricted his fists. "I shall work things from my end and discern where it is they're functioning from."
"And we'll do the same from ours," Victor added.
Neither Cyborg nor Superman liked the looks of things and though Apollo hadn't any idea of who these super villains were, it appeared to have both leaguers on edge and so he knew both worlds could have quite the problem on its hands. But even as they stood there Kal noticed there was something unsettling the Harbinger, unrelated to the enemy and it was also the second reason they called upon a meet.
"Your grandchild is doing well," Superman smiled as both Apollo and Eris stared at him.
"Where is she, and what became of Wayne?"
These very question was followed by a long pause of silence.
"I do not wish to lie, nor will I answer," Superman had a tough time getting those words out as he knew that isn't what Apollo wanted to here. "All you need to know is everything has been taken care of and... and you'll see the girl soon."
"That isn't good enough!" Eris marched forward. "My master has been patient and compliant with you people and that child isn't a prisoner of yours! She belongs with her family, with her mother. If Wayne is dead then you have no claim to her!"
"I understand how you feel," Superman nodded. "Believe me, I don't like this situation any more than either of you but I ask that you stay patient for a little while longer. And it's fair to say I'm in no position to make such a request, but I just need for you to trust us."
It was then Apollo that chuckled.
"Trust my boy comes with transparency and you're showing anything but. Now I'll ask again, what is Wayne's status? I will find out one way or another and you're better off telling me than I finding out otherwise. If dead then that's that, but if not you're playing with fire and something you could never hope to understand. Whether that be a ghoul or an absolute turning of a vampire, both in which he will be a danger to all around him if the necessary guidance isn't acquired and he doesn't conquer what he has become... and not the other way around."
With his eyes closed and head tilted forward, Superman sighed whilst everyone stared at him including Cyborg. In just a brief few moments he opened them as his eyes deadlocked with Apollo.
"We've got everything under control, there's nothing you or anyone else needs to worry about. That's all I'll say on the matter."
XXX
He sat crossed legged with his eyes closed in what was between conscious and asleep. It was in this place that his focus and tapping into his inner self and power were at their heights. From time to time he connected with his inner link between body and soul which was the trigger and or control panel for raising his aura. This was also the same place used to dive into and take control of his inner emotions and impulses. Previously he'd done so by luck, here and there but by now he had finally gotten the hang of it and making the connection was all but second nature to him.
Over the platform which he sat was surrounded by an array of flames and as he tapped into this inner power, he slowly raised it. This was the eighth time out of countless attempts that his efforts were a success, but this time was different. He had truly grasped making the link and now all that was left was to do the same with raising and lowering that energy while mastering it. As he dove deeper and deeper, he felt the surge of power circulating throughout his very veins and it was empowering in ways overwhelming as he had never experienced power like this.
It was also during this process that the surrounding flames around the platform intensified, flaring outward and climbing. From the observation room it was Selene Kayeda who grinned and hardly holding back her exhilaration and sense of accomplishment.
"He's done it, Wayne is truly a needle in the haystack."
Diana Prince walked up beside the vampire as she'd been observing and watching the entire time, putting two and two together and figuring the overall aggressive change in the flames waving around much like a storm and the exact result of the rise in Bruce's aura. But with the special band around his left wrist, both women were able to see a rough estimation of how much he had increased his inner aura. A screen to the left of them displayed his heart rate and all his body energy levels.
"He's come so far, so quickly and it's like watching a baby grow into adulthood right before my very eyes. Already he has tapped into just over sixty percent of his current full potential. His progress is beyond extraordinary and I can't wait to see where he ends up when this is over."
While all his early accomplishments were a surprise to Selene, it was moderately the opposite for the amazon princess who knew him better than most. There was no one more spirited or resourceful on the team than him. Each and every one of them put their lives on the line day in and out, but none more at risk than him. He didn't have super strength, speed, stamina or any special abilities which is why to keep up and survive constantly, he had to push his body and mind to its boundaries to stay alive. His situation wasn't like the others as they could get by so easily it seemed and in essence this made him the greatest of them all, but now with this power there was no telling the possibilities of what he was capable of now.
Wonder Woman was thrilled and honored to be present during this whole ordeal to witness and help wherever needed. They waited and watched for the next three hours and a half before Selene eventually summoned him out by speaking through the intercom and directing him into the next room fabricated by magic and had the ability of shifting environments and locations to anywhere the one at the controls so chose.
"Very good Wayne, you've captivated far more than I thought you'd be capable of in such a short span. You've spent the past few days mostly working on your ability to detect yokai and incoming enemies... are you ready to put those hours to the test?"
"I am," Bruce responded without hesitation, not a hint of nervousness or doubt in his voice.
The room was dark and empty, the light only vague.
"Excellent, then you shall be relocated to Ice Glunta. It is a mountain of mist and you will be facing yokai with the ability to teleport and the smokescreen will put a limit on what you'll be able to see, if at all," the female vampire communicated.
"Got it," Bruce nodded. "This exercise is all about using my ability to sense and react."
"Precisely Mister Wayne, if you're ready we shall begin."
"I'm ready."
Selene moved over to the controls and punched in a couple numbers and just like that the setting around Bruce completely changed as he prepared himself. It was just as she said, a cloudy atmosphere without much to see, but the temperature below zero and he could feel the snow beneath his shoes and see his own breath. And though he stood only in a tank top and a pair of sweatpants he wasn't at all affected by the weather. It was cold as the bitterest of winters. Within this location anything over thirty degrees was considered warm as it was this way all year round. It was late at night from what he could tell and the moon's light barely passing through the heavy clouds. Wind was also whooshing down from the mountains carrying with it snow and small bits of debris making it that much harder to see.
This didn't vex him one bit as the only thing on his mind was tethering with the inbound enemies that would soon attack. A normal human could give or take last a couple minutes out in the subzero temperatures that were upon him, but with the changes in his body that was an entirely different story. Any contemplations besides the task at hand could set him up for failure and so took a deep breath as he focused in. It was in a guarded defensive stance that he took, establishing himself nicely to counterstrike anything no matter which direction. Bruce distinguished and felt he was surrounded, but the blizzard conditions combined with the dark shadows kept him from seeing anything passed a foot and so he made a conscious decision. There was a black piece of cloth in his left pocket, taking it into hand and tying it around his eyes.
"So he's completely blinded himself," Selene snickered. "This should be very interesting."
"You're right, it will. But he'll prevail," Diana smiled.
Time seemed to slow and he truly became one with his surroundings, taking in all movements and sound. With his senses focused and his stance readied, Bruce powered up his aura while at the same time feeling out possible incoming enemies. First came a sound of footsteps but he held his ground knowing exactly what the enemy was setting him up to do. They were baiting him into making a move and then jump in with a follow up, but he wasn't fooled.
Not a second later the battle truly started as one appeared out of nowhere from up top, using teleportation. Bruce sensed the yokai straight away, rolling to his left and avoiding its knee. He swiftly recovered throwing out a strike which the enemy dodged just as four others teleported onto scene, Bruce blocking and dodging the strikes of two but the remainder teleporting away as they had played the role of decoys. This process went on continuously as none of the enemies stayed around for long, teleporting and reappearing in different spots as Bruce was forced to continuously fight them off. As Selene inspected this from the observation room she felt excitement. Most would have crumbled under pressure if put in his position. His senses picked up on a yokai from his left but from the other end he felt the air shift and he dodged a projectile that was thrown. Right away he knew exactly what they were doing, setting him up by appearing in one spot while a weapon or projectile was thrown from another. Bruce didn't have much time to think this over as a blade swiped the air where he'd just stood.
And as he recovered from nearly twenty projectiles thrown his way another attack came. This time it was a yokai appearing to his right and carrying a sword. Before long he sensed and felt more and more of them surrounding him and there had to at least be sixty of them. And with a deep breath he had a feeling the real battle was just about to begin and he was right as they moved in on him with coordinated in sync attacks. With so many enemies against him and without sight he went about things from a defensive stance, countering and dropping those that came in on him. Bruce took a couple slashes to his back and open areas but adjusted as those occurrences became far more minimal and he felt eight enemies collapse from his combination aerial strike.
He didn't revel in the accomplishment as there were still so many enemies coming at him. It was from behind that the next set of attackers came at him as Bruce back flipped, and even without sight he was slowing feeling out the battle field and painting a picture for himself as he locked in on the energy signature of each and every enemy. An electric rope thrown out by one of the enemies was thrown out and wrapped around his left ankle as he was electrified and he then received a claw strike to the back. He bled from the three cuts but the wound quickly closed due to his supernatural healing. Next he removed the rope from around his ankle and rolled over the snow and out of the way from an incoming sword. Little by little Bruce felt himself go on autopilot as he was formulating and thinking ahead and anticipating what was to come next based on the position of each foe in relation to him. And it was for the next couple hour's straight that this went on, Bruce defeating four waves of sixty fighters and then the final three waves consisting of ninety!
"Time!" Selene shouted in the press of a button.
The snowy, foggy environment around Bruce immediately ceased as he was returned to the empty room he had been in previously. With a relaxed sigh and his shoulders lowered, Bruce removed the piece of cloth from his eyes as he relaxed his muscles and body. Not even a minute later the automatic doors to the room shot open and Selene was the first in applauding him.
"Excellent, absolutely excellent! I'm almost ashamed to admit it. What you just accomplished, blind folded and all with some of the best soldiers in the yokai realm that I could find, counterattacking so effortlessly and with so much poise is a feat we, the Asagao three nor... our master could do so gracefully! You never faltered or became sloppy, and after nearly nine hours straight! Your stance and establishing your space was marvelous and I don't believe you were tagged even once in that end stretch. Such discipline and mastery of your material arts, combined with your movement, precision and placement as you moved your body around and put yourself in the best position to follow up, all while blinded. To reach such a level in less than half a century is almost ludicrous!"
It was just about that time Wonder Woman emerged through the doors to the sight of Selene essentially fan girling over Bruce.
"Just what is it that drives you? It takes one crazy obsession to obtain the skill you've reached and I only thought Akasha-sama was being facetious when she claimed you were a greater hand to hand combatant than herself. To think the Batman had so many hidden layers."
"What now?" Bruce ducked the praises.
"You shall rest up for the next hour and then we'll go at it again. There are several changes and kinks that I'd like to add to your usual routines to present more of a challenge. You should be proud of yourself." the female vampire grinned.
She took notes over a sizeable pad as she headed for the exit and for Bruce this was all still so surreal. It was like he was trapped inside a nightmare that he couldn't wake up from. Being turned and gaining these super natural abilities was not only going to take getting used to, but even wrapping his mind around the whole idea of it.
"That was fun to watch, but I wasn't at all shocked," Diana spoke. "Do you feel okay?"
"Fine," Bruce stepped passed her. "It's been nearly seventy two hours since I've had some and... I'm starting to feel the effects taking its toll."
"Some, do you mean blood?"
Bruce only nodded as he sighed in discomfort with a split headache coming over him and Diana did nothing but shake her head. She knew exactly what he was doing the entire time and she didn't like it.
"You've been avoiding it, refuting what you've become and therefore you're now suffering because of it. Bruce you can't do this to yourself, quit running and trying to cling to what you were physically as a human. You'll never flourish like this in self-pity... you must feed, Bruce," the amazon princess tilted her neck. "If you don't want Selene's reserves, you can use me. For however long we're here, you may drink my blood whenever, because I know if the roles were reversed you'd do the same."
"Diana, I..."
He didn't have words to express himself.
"Please Bruce," she smiled at him. "It's the least I can do, and what are friends for?"
While hesitant initially, her words of insight and truth got through to him as he quit fighting the cravings as he moved up on her and their eyes meeting for a single instant. With the hair removed from the right side of her neck he bit into the flesh as she grumbled from minimal pain which lasted for only a moment. She had almost forgotten how heated her body got when being fed on the first time around as the princess silently screeched. In just over a minute he pulled back and not only had his headache ceased, but he felt revived with clarity and more power than before.
"Thanks for that," Bruce glimpsed into her eyes. "Not just the blood, but for what you said."
"It was all the truth, just because you've gone through some drastic bodily changes, you're still the same man that you were. We've touched on this, but it's never a bad thing to have a little reminder."
She was right and Bruce appreciated hearing this as their eyes again met and they were in a stare down.
"I'm not interrupting anything, am I?" Selene appeared through the door with a smirk.
"No," both looked to her at once.
"Good, then there's something I'd like to discuss with you both."
Nothing else was said as they followed her through the double doors.
XXX
Son of a bitch! Those were the only words that Prince Arlo of Vindellorien could think. How in the hell did this happen?! He and his unit welcomed a distress call and upon arrival they were ambushed by ogres, led by none other than Ilon Kreing himself. All the men at his side, all of the first responders around him had been slaughtered for no reason at all.
It should have been an easy counter, a walk in the park, a stroll on the beach, whatever he wanted to consider. But there was something different about this attack as opposed to others. For starters it was as if the enemy knew their offensive and defensive formations before they got set. Arlo could take an ogre in his sleep. Hell, he had taken on more than a few at a time on his own and lived to tell the tale against even the best of them and it looked as though history was repeating itself.
But here he was on a knee and lying atop his leg was his best friend and second in command. They had grown up together and did everything together as this man was like the brother he never had. He guessed there were at least 5 broken ribs and internal bleeding. Arlo had plenty of experience with broken ribs too so it was easy for him to make that call.
"Stay with me Abrell!" Arlo cried out.
Abrell wanted to respond and tell the prince he'd be okay, even though he knew it wouldn't, nor did he have the strength to do so. Together they had survived so much, including torture by fugitives not in favor of the king's rule. They had saved each other's butts on more than one occasion, even when he himself had been stabbed, shot, mauled, tied up, intoxicated, it was Abrell that was there by his side to drag him out alive.
No matter all that, here Abrell was, struggling to accomplish the simple task of breathing or even moving for that matter. Both were able to smooth talk or land any women they wanted. Together they had been through their share of bachelor parties, drinking, partying and doing whatever they saw fit without a care in the world. As all these thoughts and memories circulated through his mind he looked down on Abrell's whose eyes slowly began to close and so he started shaking him.
"No, not tonight come on Abrell, breathe!" Arlo pleaded.
A total of about ten horses and their riders appeared on scene to the sight of Arlo on his knees and caressing his fallen aide and best friend. Among those ten horse riders was Dinah Lance who was clad in dark silver armor and carried a blade. She was of the first to jump from her horse and side with Arlo who was holding back tears.
"What happened, is he okay?" Canary dropped to a knee beside the prince.
The worst of the worst happened and there was no getting around it. She had seen her share of corpses in her line of work. Others of Vindellorien's armed forces gathered around as Abrell was pronounced dead on scene.
While the other lifeless were gathered up, Arlo remained in his kneeled position with Abrell in his arms as tears fell from his eyes. Within the next couple minutes there was another wave of horse men that arrived and among them at the center was king Delbert himself. The king was clad in brown and gold armor with a red cape and right away he took notice of his son and the situation that was upon them. As with the rest of the group around, he dove from his horse and approached Arlo and lowered a hand over his right shoulder.
"My son," he said sadly. "I am so very sorry... if only we had arrived sooner perhaps this could have been avoided."
"No father," Arlo bit back in an effort to be strong. "This isn't on you or anyone else! Those bastards set us up, it was nothing but a damn trap! A fucking setup, to lead us away from what they were really after!"
Canary let out a sigh as she repositioned and stood.
"That's one way to think of it, but as of now there isn't anything that the intelligence unit has come up with that suggests this was simply a smoke screen. It's very possible Ilon Kreing accomplished exactly what they wanted, lessening Vindellorien's forces."
"Shut up slave!" Arlo snarled, looking up at Dinah. "You don't know a damn thing!"
She opened her mouth to retort but quickly realized she would be completely out of line and so instead with her shoulders tensed she looked away from him. King Delbert on the other hand frowned down upon the prince.
"Do watch your mouth, my son. I realize you've suffered a great loss just as the rest of us, but you will abstain from addressing this woman as slave or prisoner, she has since been freed. If and when her story checks out, she and the other will be returned home."
Taking in the words of his father, Arlo endured in his position as Dinah followed the king in surveying the area for possible survivors or anything of significance left behind by the attackers. This went on for just over an hour before they returned to the palace.
And with the loss of his greatest friend, Arlo was beyond flustered and in a bad place as he broke off from the main group and went out drinking. All he wanted was to forget the night happened and that was the only way how. He drank and drank for hours before returning to the castle and his quarter's but there were two unsuspected visitors. The first was a woman with brown/tan skin, red eyes and slit pupils with light green hair. She was dressed in a red see through nightgown and sitting over the edge of his bed. The next was a woman with red eyes and slit pupils, shoulder length blond hair with streaks of red and blue. She wore a white lingerie outfit and lied out over his bed in a suggestive manner. With his mouth halfway open, Arlo quaffed as he lost hold of the flask in his hand which dropped over the ground.
"Lailay, Miukei, how can I be of service?"
The female vampires only snickered as Miukei stood and seductively walked at Arlo, running two fingers over his shoulder as she closed the door behind him and locked it and then took hold of his wrist.
"We heard about what happened to your friend, such a pity," Miukei pulled him along and toward the bed. "But fortunate for you we have just the cure."
"Oh yeah and what's that?" Arlo halfway smirked, as it was the best he had felt all night.
"Open your mouth," Miukei snickered.
Arlo did what she asked and Miukei gave him not only her lips but her tongue exploring his mouth as she wrapped her arms around his neck. The prince gave in to her advances without reluctance, halfway drunk and frankly he needed this. Miukei deepened the kiss as she wrapped her left leg around him and Arlo running his hands up and down her while Lailay watched and felt herself growing aroused. Arlo's hands ventured further downward as he grabbed and squeezed at Miukei's backside while she moaned into the kiss.
"Oh come on," Lailay sat up on her knees and sulked. "Don't just have all the fun for yourself, I want a taste of him too."
Miukei immediately broke the kiss as she lightly bit and sucked at Arlo's lower lip and forcefully pushed him over the bed and he was overly turned on by her commanding manner and taking control of him.
"Lookie Lailay," Miukei giggled as she pointed downward to his pants. "He got so excited from just a kiss."
Lailay crawled up next to Arlo as he sat and the vampire biting at his right ear.
"If you liked that, then you're going to love what's to come."
Miukei positioned on her knees in front of Arlo and ran a hand over the hardened section of his pants as she took hold of his zipper and pulling it down as his member stood tall. Both vampires chuckled while Miukei stroked him off gently before sticking out her tongue and spiraling the tip of it against the head of his member. The prince of elves griped with his fists clinched as she licked at the entire thing. Next she opened her mouth sucking roughly and slurping over it.
"Dear gaahh..." Arlo couldn't finish as his eyes rolled in the back of his head from the pleasure he was receiving.
Lailay followed up by helping Arlo remove his upper gear from over his head.
"You like the way Miukei sucks you off, dontcha?" Lailay purred to into his ear. "She's always been so good with her mouth, probably the best of us three."
Laily planted soft kisses over his bare chest as Arlo moaned at the feel of Miukei's tongue wrapped around his shaft and deep throating it as his entire member was covered in her saliva. He was barely able to take the pleasure he was feeling, but that was heightened significantly as Lailay bit into the right side of his neck and drinking his blood. This further added to his enjoyment and arousal.
XXX
Carefully hidden behind the trees and bushes, was the mercenary Deathstroke who held map verifying they were in fact in the right place. He and a select few others were the newest recruits to Fairy Tale. Alongside him was that of Kahlua Shuzen and Circe who'd been given a very important task. They looked on ahead at the undead soldiers guarding the crypt and had a pretty good idea where they needed to get. It didn't matter who or how powerful these monstrous forms were, their combined power, skill and experience was more than enough to hold their own and complete the mission.
"Should we move, what's the call?" Kahlua looked to Circe specifically who was leading the charge.
There were various tents as well as cottages but none of these places were what they looked for. With the use of her magic, Circe created a small ball of energy and at the center of it was an image of the very item they were in search for. The sorceress could feel its magical presence vibrating from nearby knowing it was somewhere close.
"Anyone going to answer, or am I talking to myself?" Kahlua grumbled from Circe's left.
"Quiet," Slade only halfway looked at the vampire. "We're in uncharted territory and need to be cautious and certain of the object's location or we could end up like one of those things."
The undead beings weren't like the prototypical zombie and if attacked or making physical contact with the flesh this could lead to each of them morphing into just that, all due to the dark energies of that realm. It was only because of Circe's magic that they managed to break through in the first place. Not a second later the sorceress rid herself of the ball as her eyes closed and focused her magic which worked in pinpointing the source of the entity and that's when it happened.
"There, it's within that crypt!" Circe pointed out just past two guards some distance away.
"Then what are we waiting for!" Kahula jumped up with liveliness.
Magical red energy engulfed Circe's body who hovered over the top of the village. She was immediately spotted by numerous of the undead sentinels clad in armor. Their attempts at getting to her were unsuccessful as she hovered around and they were without flight. Those that did try, she turned into insects and small critters. Deathstroke and Kahlua saw this as their opportunity to move in and so they took it. Both the mercenary and vampire ran through as Slade sliced at incoming enemies with his blade as well firing off at them with a handgun. Kahlua and Slade were finding it rather difficult to keep up with Circe as their path was quickly closed off by more of the undead foes.
The two way combination was struggling to hold off and keep the undead soldiers off of them which seemed to be multiplying and appearing from all directions and they knew whatever the sorceress was up to needed to happen fast. A sinister grin shaped over Circe's lips as she moved in and hovered over the crypt's opening. The red energy around her body intensified as she lowered her left hand to her side with telekinetic force and tearing open the entrance. And with her opposite hand she summoned a sizeable box which gently fell into her hands as Circe smirked.
"This is it, I can feel its magnificent power!"
The sorceress looked back the other way and spotted her comrades who looked to have their hands full and she couldn't help but laugh.
"A little help would be nice!" Kahlua shouted upward.
Slowly levitating toward them, she pointed out one finger with a quiet chuckle while firing off a massive amount of magical energy that also covered Deathstoke and Kahlua, but they were unaffected as the hundreds of undead soldiers around them were decimated into nothing but dust as the sorceress touched down beside them.
"Time to go," she held the box out in front of her. "We got what we came for, this is it... the seal of darkness. I can feel its unbelievable force surging."
Kahlua however marched forward with a frown.
"That thing you did just now with your magic, demolishing all the enemies… why didn't you do that the moment we got here?"
"And miss the chance to see the two of you struggle, I don't think so."
The sorceress laughed, but Deathstroke was anything but amused, grimacing beneath his mask and Kahlua was tempted to voice her anger at Circe but restrained herself as she knew that wouldn't turn over very well in her favor.
"I give you our departure," Circe waved her hand as a portal appeared in front of them as they stepped through, one after another.
Moments later they reappeared inside the halls of Fairy Tale's headquarters and met by not only Akua Shuzen but the Tamaranian, Komand'r, A.K.A Blackfire who was also part of the newest wave of recruits.
"What happened, was the mission a success?" Akua asked.
"It was," Circe held the box out in front of the vampire. "I shall take it to Vlet myself."
XXX
"I win," Diana smiled down at him. "But that was a lot of fun, sparring from now on is going to be a whole lot more thrilling."
"Win, you say?" Bruce responded.
Wonder Woman gazed down on him with query in her eyes. The sun was just beginning to set over the ocean and it was quite the sight with all the reds, oranges and purples. Diana remained atop him but without admonition he threw his head up and bit into the left side of her neck and drinking the amazon's blood. She bit back muttering as the muscles throughout her body tightened and she didn't budge until after it was over and their eyes meeting again.
"You'd never imagine blood could be such an elegance, at least that's what I thought until this."
"Maybe, or not... but I'm the only one you've fed off of since your turning."
She smiled as both laughed before she pushed up and lend a hand to Bruce and helped him up. From then they returned to the mansion.
"Gonna hit a shower," Diana headed up the steps as she looked back at him over her shoulder. "I'll see you in a while."
Bruce watched her the entire way up the steps as she disappeared around the corner.
"Wayne."
He was brought back to reality as Selene called out to him from down the opposite hall and he met her half way.
"What's up?"
"My office, my people have made good on their collecting of information."
What this was didn't exactly register right away as he thought back to the many conversations they had over the weeks. The entire walk there Bruce was left guessing. Stacks of papers and information were atop a table as Bruce moved in taking a look at all this for himself. Some were detailed grids and landmark map outs.
"What is all this?" Bruce inquired.
"Exactly what you wanted," Selene walked around the table taking hold of a specific stack. "What we have here is in depth information on the execution date of Jitoshi presumably, however word has been going around that there might be some changes."
"Changes?" Bruce asked curiously. "And what sort of changes are we talking."
"It would appear that Akasha-sama has had a change in heart or perhaps the emperor. According to my spies, there's a possibility Jitoshi will indeed stand before a trial, but it's very unlikely he isn't found guilty of all charges and put down like a dog. Now my question to you is why, why do you care to know about any of this?"
Bruce kept quiet for a long period as he looked over the stacks over the table.
"Give me a moment," he took off for the exit. "There's something I must first retrieve."
Selene found herself becoming more attentive for an explanation and she waited a few short minutes before he returned with a small briefcase in hand. Of course she inspected it curiously as he set it out over the table and opened it. There was not only a handful of papers and specs but small items shaped like bullets in solid liquid form.
"This is something I've been working on for the past year and there's no situation more ideal than the present to put it to the test," Bruce tossed her a single sheet with a full summary.
The vampire said nothing for the next minute as she read it over and went through the entire rundown before lowering it over the table.
"This weapon, the ammunition," Selene pointed to the projectiles. "If one is shot or tagged by one it tears into the bloodstream and theoretically for ten months it would remain in that targets system before flushing out..."
"Yes," Bruce nodded with confirmation. "I'd have the ability to track the said individual wherever they go and from my database where they had visited in a two week radius of checking my system. Which is why constant hourly checkups will be essential, if and when this comes into play."
With her arms crossed and eyes narrowed, Selene took a couple steps back as she really tried to put the pieces together. First was his interest in Jitoshi and knowing the location, time and date of his execution and now a weapon capable of concealing itself and fusing with ones very own blood and working as a tracker. Just what was he up to?
"Selene," Bruce said her name faintly as he closed the entrance door and made certain it was locked. "I'll tell you everything, but before I do you must promise this stays between us... I'd rather Diana not know."
The vampire's heart pounded at this proclamation as she became even more anxious.
"Not a word, what's said here is our little secrets."
He couldn't read minds, so didn't know if that was an honest assertion or not but Bruce had garnered some level of trust with the vampire. For starters she was a loyal damsel to Bloodriver Akasha and for the weeks he'd trained and adjusted to becoming a vampire. Selene had every opportunity in the world to convey this information to her master, but she didn't and all because he asked her not to. Bruce coughed clearing his throat.
"Here goes."
In just under a minute he gave a quick rundown of what he planned while she stepped back in disbelief with a hand over her mouth.
"That... that's insane! You must be mad, there's no way you could..."
"Will you help me?" Bruce cut her off.
The vampire sighed as her gaze fell over the ground.
"This goes against everything that I've believed in and if I go through with this it would be a betrayal of my master… I will," her eyes returned to his. "This is a suicide mission, no matter which way you look at it. But I just might know someone who can lend a hand."
And so for the next hour they conferred and went through some of the details before Bruce discretely stepped out of her office. He was out and about and making his way up to the forth level, but he was then redirected by the sound of glass shattering which came from the direction of Diana's room and that's where he headed. He didn't call out to her and instead Bruce just shoved open the door and that's when he stiffened. Halfway across the room was the amazon princess with her back to him, having accidently dropped a tray with a few glasses atop it. On her knees she recovered some of the shattered pieces and unclothed with her towel hanging over the countertop. It didn't take her much time to realize that someone was peeping in from the doorway.
"Bruce!" she hurdled facing him as her breasts bounced. "How long have you been standing there?"
"I ah..." uncharacteristically he found himself backed in a corner with no answer as he marveled at her frame in its entirety. He quickly regained his composure as the princess took hold of the towel and wrapped it around her body. "Not long."
She looked at him unconvincingly for a moment, but knew him well enough to know he wasn't that sort of man.
"Did you need something?"
"No," Bruce responded right away, making his departure. "I thought you might be in trouble."
Even as he turned his back to exit, Diana sensed something off about him and so she followed after him with a hand over his shoulder. And right away something happened that never had before as his blood and body boiled in jumping as his muscles tingled within his body.
"There's nothing else, are you sure?"
Bruce shoulder nudged, ridding himself of her hand while shaking his head and continued on. Whereas she watched Diana took a deep breath excusing the peculiar exchange as an isolated incident as she returned to her room, the amazon more than certain it was just the pressures of his training.
XXX
It was just after a couple rounds of target practice and he had questions and knew just the person to ask. Luke Fox found himself walking through the castle halls of Vindellorien and stopped just inches of her quarters and knocked. There wasn't an immediate answer and nor did he hear any movement on the other side of the door. He again knocked but this time he called out to her, but with the same result and so he dropped his hand and entered. Luke only halfway managed to get the door open as someone took hold of his opposite arm and pinned it behind his back as he was leg dropped and forced on his stomach with massive discomfort.
"And what the hell are you doing sneaking into my chamber?!" the female elf hissed into his ear. "My quarters is off limits, do you understand me?!"
"Yeah, yeah!" Luke grimaced as she slowly broke her hold of him. "Crystal clear."
Isla stood over him as he slowly stood, stretching out his sore arm and shoulder as he turned and faced her.
"Sorry to bother, madam Hayhurst but I have a couple questions or rather pointers. I wish to compete in the upcoming archers' affair, but I'm still having far too many issues and setbacks which I think has everything to do with my form."
The female elf stared into his eyes with her hands situated over her waist.
"Are you inquiring for one on one time with me?" the lieutenant general frowned.
Luke immediately bit back with his hands situated in front of him as he stepped back.
"No it's not like that, you're an important woman with daunting tasks and if you can't that's fine. In fact let's just forget I asked..."
Luke bit over his tongue as a snicker escaped her lips.
"I don't normally take such requests, so keep that in mind for future reference. Just about an hour from now I'm due for a meeting, but until then I'm free," Isla turned away from him and gestured for him to follow with the tilt of her head. "Come, we'll stop by the equipment room first."
Quickly moving along beside her, Luke was speechless that she actually accepted but kept pace as they walked down the hall. And it was inside Arlo's bedroom that his eyes slowly opened to the sight of two vampiresses on either side of his chest, both still fast asleep. He also took notice of the excessive bite wounds over his stomach and chest, a reminder of last night's activities. This brought a smile to his face, recounting the acts of the two ladies taking turns on him and the prince having never endured pleasure close to what they gave and it was a night he would not soon forget.
It was out on the open field that countless targets were set up and just about thirty yards away where both Isla and Luke stood, with more than a couple dozen arrows over the table. As she had done several times before, she went through the breakdowns step for step while he watched and listened. She of course fired off a handful of arrows of her own, connecting with each and every target. With that she then stepped aside and turned things over to Luke who took a deep breath as he stepped forward with his bow in hand. Isla then pointed out each of the different targets.
"Take eighty shots, the bulls-eye is worth ten points per shot, and the gray area is worth three, if you miss, well then you miss." Isla explained to Luke as she moved back.
"Okay, here goes," Luke lifted his bow with an arrow in hand.
Fox remained calm and focused as he fired off his first shot and then from there more and more. Every time one of the arrows connected with the white area of the target, Luke quietly cursed. While standing Isla watched Luke after each shot, Fox aggravated whenever he missed completely. As he went along his face became expressionless as he tried calming his nerves. One could only what was going on through his mind.
Halfway through Luke removed his jacket as he began sweating with the sun shining bright through the clouds. From there he continued where he left off firing and hitting the target in the center. Isla couldn't help but smile as he hit two bulls-eye in a row. Next came another three and he began to feel his confidence but then came a few misses as Luke scratched at the side of his head and grumbling. Another shot was fired which he missed wide to the right.
"Calm yourself," Isla moved in on him with a hand over his shoulder. "You're tensing up and it's costing you accuracy.
"What? How could you tell?" Luke gazed at her from the corner of his eye.
"I'm a professional, these things don't get passed me," she stated with a smile. "But then, I have the qualities of an elf, we're very observant creatures much like werewolves. Here, let me demonstrate again."
Luke lowered his bow as Isla stepped forward taking his place, picking up where she left off. And for the next minute Luke just watched and observed, her body posture and even the way her fingers glided as each arrow was fired off. Her features were one of focus and poise as she continuously hit each target without fail. Throughout this entire process she made all but one shot which missed by half an inch. Luke's mouth was halfway dropped open and though he'd seen her do it time and again, it didn't make it any less impressive.
"You've got it all, admirable skills that anyone would kill to have and beauty to complement..."
Right away Luke nibbled over his tongue as he looked away from her. Luke had just made the biggest blunder since venturing to this land, complimenting her in that way as he remembered back to the last prisoner who had done this! This was it, he was good as finished or at least the best he could hope for was a beat down by the Vindellorien soldiers. These reflections were obstructed by the very sounds of her footsteps as she moved up beside his and with a hand lowered over his.
"Why're you so rigid?" her voice came out soft as Luke slowly looked to her.
The lieutenant general held a light blush over her cheeks.
"Very kind words," she nodded in appreciation as he was completely shocked by this reaction. "Thank you."
He halfway expected her to draw a knife and attack him but instead she rubbed her hand atop his as he gazed into her purple eyes, whilst she pulled away a moment later.
"Keep practicing," she threw her head back as she took off. "You'll get there."
The meeting was just around the corner and she needed to prepare in advance and a guard on standby over the hill to watch over Luke in her absence. The entire time he watched Isla before she disappeared over the hillside, trying to figure what the hell just happened.
XXX
It was a fairly warm evening in the kingdom of Hiklorhan as Bloodriver Akasha sat in the royal box, observing the battles taking place inside the ring down below. There were just about four hundred additional vampire representatives observing the battles as well. Since her return to the throne she'd been looking to restructure much, which included those holding governmental positions, others in the intelligence unit and of course warriors to represent as swords and protection for the main palace. Right before her within the ring was where all of this occurred, Colton Orsic sitting to the left of her and to her right was a vampire at 5'11 with brown skin, red eyes with a slit through them, wearing a dark red robe and silver chain around his neck. This was Ekon Bakari, who was the Dark Lord's second in command and was at her side whenever central decisions were to be made.
Behind them was that of Tsukune, Mizore, Ruby, Moka and Gin who also observed the ongoing activity. Though the Yuki-Onna, werewolf and witch weren't of the vampire species they were honorary guests to the palace as Akasha viewed each as family to some degree. Lately Gin had spent most his time in the human world at the seaside resort and so when this offer came up to watch a couple vampires duke it out with each other inside the ring, he didn't see why not. Since this the activity inside the ring began everyone had been dialed in on the back and forth tussle, except for one. Moka found herself glaring at Colton frequently and sickened with the sight of his hand laying atop her mother's as they looked on. She knew what she saw and she couldn't believe Akasha was siding with him.
Ekon took notes of each individual fighter within the duration of this, marking down persons of interest with their greatest aspects. Akasha on the other hand took mental notes of those that impressed her most and as she sat there and watched the Dark Lord couldn't help but feel her competitive edge set in as she imagined being down there herself. It was just about another twenty minutes into this that the tryouts for positions came to a close and the ring itself was vacated, but the pink haired vampire wasn't the only one that became pumped from observing.
"Akasha-san, may I make a request?" Tsukune tapped at her shoulder as she turned back and looked up at him. "Could I... I mean would you be down for a little friendly competition?"
"Competition," she smiled back at him. "Sure, what do you have in mind?"
"Well," Tsukune nervously stood but was confident in his abilities and improvements in the past seven years. "I would like to take you on, one versus one."
"Oh my," Akasha chuckled with a hand to her mouth as even Colton laughed. "Are you sure about this?"
Tsukune nodded his head with fortitude and a deep resolve in his eyes.
"So you've had some training and you're yokai academy's chairman, yada, yada but surely you do realize what you're asking," Colton chortled. "My woman is unbeatable, there's a reason she gained the title Dark Lord having fought through more battles than you could even dream."
This very mention triggered Moka's body to itch in wrath as she wanted to just jump and cut his throat open, to think he had the nerve to refer to Akasha using the term, "his woman." He was a distasteful animal and not one deserving of the Dark Lord, far as Moka was concerned.
"Do you accept?" Tsukune ignored Colton, with his eyes only on Akasha.
"I do," Akasha smirked, enjoying every bit the tenacity and confidence Tsukune put on display. "I suppose the here and now is as good a time as any."
Akasha pointed to the ring as she was the first out of the observation area and into the ring with Tsukune not far behind. The others also followed taking off down the steps and standing just outside the ring where they'd have a perfect view of the action inside.
"Without the use of our inner yokai," Akasha looked to Tsukune. "Otherwise it wouldn't be much of a fair fight."
"Says who?" Tsukune smiled. "This isn't going to be like the last time we fought. I've learned a lot since then."
"Hehe, such confidence I like that," Akasha stepped back into a fighting stance. "Go ahead and show me what you've learned, Tsukune."
No further words were said as Tsukune took this opportunity to strike and the two vampires fought at base strength. Aono had thrown out a cluster of punches and kicks as the Dark Lord dodged without effort and a complacent expression occupying her features which pushed Tsukune further. His next two punches were grabbed as Akasha threw out her head against his and he stumbled back as she then followed up with a knife hand to his throat and then a spinning kick which saw him out of the ring!
"Tsukune!" Moka ran up next to him to see if he was okay, but he simply slapped her hand away as he jumped back into the ring.
"I'm not done yet!" Tsukune declared as he again ran at her.
Akasha smiled the entire time as Tsukune came at her relentlessly, but his efforts were for nothing as he was being out maneuvered and the Dark Lord baiting and putting him in bad spots as he found himself on the ground over and over. He trained and polished his skills greatly over the past several years but it seemed he wasn't the only one. The pink haired vampire had also stayed on top of her training and seeing as she was in hiding all this time, there really wasn't much else she could do. Colton was very much enjoying the dominant effort Akasha was putting on and Moka noticed this from the corner of her eye which further pissed the silver haired vampire off. This was it, the last straw! Moka wouldn't stand there and watch another second as she jumped into the ring and joined Tsukune as they went two versus one.
The two of them together managed to force Akasha off her feet and falling back on the defense as they landed a handful of strikes. This moment of having the upper hand was only brief as Akasha then went on the offence, finding where they left themselves open, striking and knocking them off balance as she again took the advantage. Even as they tried attacking simultaneous to one another she saw through their tactics, dropping them one after another. Akasha then ducked down as two ice shards came at her and Mizore not only jumped into the ring, but with Gin beside her.
"She truly is something else, but instead of holding back why don't we make this interesting," Gin howled as he transformed into his werewolf form. It wasn't a full moon, but there was just enough so that he could fight at seventy percent of his power.
Tsukune and Moka also powered up their aura's significantly and Akasha couldn't help but be surprised as she stepped back and applauded the two vampires.
"Such a raise in power from seven years ago, you truly have improved!"
The ice woman was a non-threat from Akasha's perspective, but both Moka and Tsukune weren't to be taken lightly and a werewolf even at seventy five percent was extremely dangerous. The Dark Lord had no choice but to raise her own power accordingly as the werewolf and both vampires came at her one after another. Mizore however stayed on the defense firing off ice shards whenever there was an opening. The trio managed to get Akasha on her back just over three times as it was Gin's speed that gave her the most trouble as she tapped into more of her power to adjust to this. It wasn't long before the look in her eyes changed as the only thing on her mind was winning.
"Things are really getting heated in there," Ruby clasped her hands together. "Just who will win..."
Akasha's movements became faster and much more aggressive as she picked up the pace landing blow after blow on both Tsukune and Moka, but only managed one hit or two on Gin as the speedster continuously moved in and out. During this entire time she formulated a plan as she exchanged blows with both Tsukune and Moka before instantaneously kicking them to the ground, but took hold of Tsukune's ankle as she tossed him forward and into Mizore as both were sent flying out of the ring. Akasha then spun around, seizing the throat of Gin who came at her from behind.
"Gotcha!"
The Dark Lord tossed him upward as she met him halfway in the air and forced him out of the ring with her signature kick. Moka tried attacking as Akasha dropped down to the tile but she was met by an open hand to the chin and then a barrage of kicks which also sent her soaring out of the ring and atop Mizore who had barely just began to stand.
"Ouch," the Yuki-Onna bit back in discomfort.
And with a smile over her face Akasha rubbed her hands together as her yokai aura dropped.
"Looks like this victory is mine," she stopped short of the ring's edge. "But you all really impressed, forcing me to use just over twenty five percent of my power. You should be proud, hehe if I'm not careful you might just catch me one day."
More so than strength it was her very combat experience that gave her such a hefty edge and if that gap were smaller more of her power would have been needed. Colton immediately jumped up into the ring and embraced Akasha tightly as they shared a kiss which made Moka want to puke, a true case of insult to injury. But as they returned to their feet they had lowered their power and Gin back into his human form.
"She really is remarkable," Ruby marveled over the Dark Lord. "I would side with any of the three of you in a fight against anyone, just goes to show how special she is."
While Ruby outwardly admired Akasha there was a difference with Moka. She looked up to and loved her mother, but there was some part of her that wanted to surpass and become the better warrior and she looked forward to the long journey ahead and how she might accomplish this. There were many things she wanted and making her mother proud was one of them.
To be continued
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