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Seal of Darkness	By : RaphaelTMNT Category: -Misc Anime > Crossovers Views: 4281 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Seal of Darkness
CHP20: Drocgoeu Number One

The morning didn't begin as she liked, waking with cramps in her side and soreness in her shoulders. It was nothing a long hot bath couldn't fix and she felt completely refreshed afterward. In front of the mirror she dried herself, wrapping one towel around her body and the other in her hair. Before exiting she finished what remained of her bathroom routine and spotted a certain person sitting over a couch in the living room. His legs were propped up over a table and a Gotham city magazine held out in front of him.
"Feeling better?" he lowered the reading material.
"Yes," the succubus nodded. "Thanks for as..."
A ring of the doorbell silenced Kurumu and Gin dropped the magazine jumping to his feet. He figured it to be Tsukune or Moka and upon opening the door he was surprised to see both standing in the doorway.
"Tsukune, Moka...this is unexpected," Gin ran a hand through his hair.
Moka didn't bother to speak and just walked in past the werewolf.
"May we come in?" Tsukune asked.
"Well she's already let herself in, it'd be hard to say no now," Gin said jokingly.
He moved to the side as Tsukune entered and closed the door behind him. Realizing she was not yet presentable Kurumu ran down the hall and into her room. Moka sat over the sofa with one leg atop the other.
"So ah, whatsup? You two just dropped in sort of unexpectedly," Gin stood at the sofa's end.
"Information," Moka looked at him. "But I'd rather not have to repeat myself."
Her gaze soon thereafter fell over the carpet and Gin nodded, knowing full and well who she referred to.
"Well, we might be waiting a while," Gin dropped back over a couch opposite her. "Kurumu-chan takes an eternity to get ready, so in the meantime if there's anything else you want to talk about..."
"No," Moka cut him off.
Tsukune sat beside her and leaned back with his hand behind his head.
"I take it you two have settled your differences, good to know...it would have been a handicap working against us."
Nor Tsukune or Moka spoke, limited emotion between them and clear through their expressions. Gin almost regretted asking the question, tapping his fingers over the material of the couch and thinking how he could change the subject.
"Yes, yes it would have...but that's no longer an issue," Moka broke the silence and even smiled.
Tsukune didn't expect the response and even brought a smile to him. It was difficult to pin point but the werewolf could sense a hidden awkwardness between them and that feeling heightened his curiosity. What happened between them? He and Kurumu might never know, but long as it wasn't a distraction for them he didn't care to know. As expected Kurumu didn't emerge from down the hall until a solid forty minutes, dressed in a purple t-shirt, blue skirt, leg stockings and her hair styled in the way it normally was.
"Took you long enough," Gin glared over his shoulder.
"Shut it!" the succubus shot back, sitting beside him.
"Now that you're hear, I'll go ahead and explain," Moka sat forward.
"Explain what," Kurumu looked her longtime friend over closely. "What do you mean?"
Moka took a deep breath and thought long and hard about what to unveil, certain details were best left out. In little time the vampire went through her thoughts and reviewed what she had encountered and learned since setting foot in Gotham.
"Tsukune knows this, but I never shared this with you two so here goes," the silver haired vampire took a deep breath. "I've met and communicated with the dark knight."
"Dark who?" Gin asked.
"She means Batman," Kurumu looked from Gin to Moka. "How and when did you meet him?! That's crazy!"
"Wait, hold on!" Gin pushed forward before Moka had the opportunity to reply. "Batman?"
Kurumu rolled her eyes, loathing that she had to repeat herself.
"It's as I told you before the trip here, or did you already forget? With all the magazines you've read, the name shouldn't surprise you," Kurumu looked back to Moka. "You were saying."
"Yes, we've met on more than one occasion. I don't know much about him, but he seems to know everything about me, his reputation of world's greatest detective doesn't precede him. I could go on and on but we'd be here all day so I'll get straight to the point. With his aid I have a better understanding of what Yoshii Kiria is planning."
Tsukune listened carefully as well, it would be his first time hearing the information just as everyone. They took in the info as Moka went through the details of what she learned from the masked vigilante. The mention of a gateway and eight keys needed to open it especially had their attention. Moka left out small bits of info, which included her visit to Batman's headquarters' and more notably her crime fighting activity. Keeping Vampire Bat a secret felt like the right move, at least for the time being. It meant less questions and explanations, they had enough on their plate as it stood.
"A gateway," Gin looked between everyone. "Sounds, I don't know...a bit farfetched, like something out of a kid's comic book or cartoon. Are you sure this Batman knows what he's talking about?"
"Positive and you'd know if you met him. Kiria is as much his problem as he is ours, so that gives us a very powerful ally and a resourceful one at that," Moka replied.
Kurumu recalled tales of Gotham's bat demon and was the only one that knew of his potential existence before any of them arrived in town. Of course none of the sources entirely confirmed his existence, not until now.
"What does he look like?" the succubus asked curiously.
Moka wasn't expecting the question, but nevertheless answered.
"Well let's see, he's tall, dark, and mysterious, he has pointy ears."
Gin and Kurumu specifically listened to her description, Tsukune having already looked over photos of claimed sightings of the Batman.
"And how do we contact him?" Kurumu asked.
"Don't know," Moka shook her head. "He just sort of finds me whenever I'm needed."
"That doesn't sound like much a partnership and if we're really gonna group with this guy there's got to be ground rules," Gin emphasized.
It went without saying but each felt similarly.
"Am I right in assuming he's unaware of Yoshii Kiria's whereabouts?" Kurumu asked.
Moka simply nodded.
"Well at least this gives us something to work with, we had nothing a little while ago so that's a plus," Gin rubbed his hands together.
"Oh yeah I almost forgot," Moka reached into her pocket and pulled out what looked to be a ticket. "This is way off topic but I've been rescheduled for the late shift and wondered if one of you would like to attend in my place?"
"What is that?" Tsukune asked.
"A ticket to a live performance, it's an opera downtown. I was planning on going with two coworkers, but obviously I can't and would hate for this to go to waste. Any takers, I can assure you Avery and Tina are quite pleasant," Moka smiled.
Elsewhere having just completed a moderate workout he exited the training room, a towel hanging from around his neck. It seemed as though everyone was off the premises given how quiet things were, rarely was the atmosphere not lively. Personally he preferred the peace and quiet so continued forward down the staircase and into the main kitchen facility. There were more than a handful of bedrooms, lounges, kitchens, etc. The headquarters was massive and had it not been for the magical barrier concealing it, they would have been discovered long ago. While running the towel over his face, he fetched himself a glass of ice water.
"Well, well," someone emerged from around the corner. "I hadn't a clue I'd be working beside a dog."
Gallon lowered the glass that was just inches from his lips and stared at the individual standing on the opposite side of the counter. He looked him over closely but was certain he'd never set eyes on the individual. Aside from the spikey orange hair, he stood at 5'10, fair skin and rose red eyes. He wore a black leather jacket left unzipped, gold chain around his neck, brown pants and black boots. Daggers hung from his belt, some of which Gallon was unfamiliar with. He hadn't a clue who the individual was, but the blood colored eyes confirmed he was a vampire.
"Gallon," Kahlua appeared from down the hall. "I see you've associated with Jitoshi Ichiro. He is one of the vampires that was recruited to our firm alongside the Sevsai Three. You haven't given our wolf friend trouble have you?"
Kahlua's eyes specifically fell on the male vampire who chuckled.
"I heard a succubus, vampires and even cat girl...but no one mentioned anything about a dog! I can look past this for the greater good, it's just I've had a bad history with his kind," Jitoshi stared.
The female vampire was surprised as a silent stare down instigated between the two and she looked between them both. Additional footsteps from an adjacent hall ended the stare down and Jitoshi eyes sprung wide open. His blood flow increased almost straightaway setting eyes on the beautiful succubus dressed in a purple lingerie nightgown, her hair tied up in a bun and lastly she wore black fishnet stockings. Strands of green hair fell over her face.
"What're you doing still dressed like that it's way passed noon?" Kahlua grumbled.
"Oh relax," the succubus waved her off. "We're inside and if I wanted to walk around naked there'd be no problem."
"Please do!" Jitoshi stepped forward.
"And this is?" Morrigan looked him in the face.
"Jitoshi Ichiro," Kahlua said. "He's close allies with Miukei and the other new recruits."
"You must be the succubus I take it?" Jitoshi never took his eyes off her.
As if without effort at all bat like wings extended from both sides of Morrigan's head confirming she was indeed a succubi.
"Indeed I am," she grinned.
Jitoshi moved in close and was in arm's length of her, circling the succubus entirely.
"What would it take for a hands on?"
"Oh my, you've got balls and courage," Morrigan snickered with a finger to her lips. "Normally I sleep with my door locked, but if you want a close up and then some I might consider entertaining your curiosity. Be for warned I love cuddling and hold my..."
Kahlua coughed interrupting the side conversation.
"Excuse me, but you could at least try and be discrete about your personal matters. I'm standing right here and so is he," the vampire pointed to Gallon.
"And?" Morrigan rid herself of the wings extending from her head. "You vampires are supposedly tops in seduction and sexual pleasure, behind we succubi of course. You're very welcome to join us Kahlua, I promise not to tell a soul."
Not surprised by the offer Kahlua rolled her eyes.
"That aside I do have something important to discuss. The others aren't currently around but it cannot wait. It has been decided from our superiors the day after tomorrow we make that the trip to Puerto Rico. Akasha-sama will arrive anytime and she and I already discussed bits and pieces of how things will go."
"We have a lock on the first key?" Gallon questioned.
The vampire nodded.
"Yes, yes we do," Kahlua stepped away from the kitchen area. "Follow me."
Into the primary dining area they went and from a nearby staircase they were joined by Felicia and Sasha Kayeda.
"What's going on?" Felicia asked.
"Thought you had gone out, it's great you're both here to join us," Kahlua looked them over. "We were just about to discuss the details of the upcoming trip."
"Trip, really, where to?!" the cat woman jumped up slightly.
At just about that time the front entrance slowly opened and a woman appeared through the front entrance with two persons at her side. She was dressed in a black Victorian dress with black bow tied in her. The others were her personal servants and one closed the door as they entered.
"Akasha," Felicia ran forward and threw her arms around the vampire.
"Hello to you as well," Akasha smiled, returning the embrace.
Following the short exchange it was Jitoshi that stood and whistled, the pink haired vampire's eyes falling over him. By his aura and eyes she quickly deduced he was of the vampire race, but not of the S class bloodline.
"Hot damn!" he approached the shinso vampire. "So this is the great Akasha Bloodriver of the Dark Lords and one of the most powerful vampires in the history of our kind. I've heard stories of your beauty and strength, but never imagined I'd ever stand before a goddess like yourself!"
"Watch your tongue!" Sasha shouted. "Do realize you're speaking to one of the previous Dark Lords, her authority and rank is ions above your own. You're merely an ant to her!"
"Sasha, it's ok," Akasha said calmly.
Jitoshi took the statement as an invitation and moved in closer running a hand through his spiky hair.
"The name's Jitoshi Ichiro, but I've also got another name."
"Oh really and what is that?" Akasha asked.
By then he was just inches of her and she could feel his breath over her neck.
"The elephant," he whispered into her ear. "Every woman I've taken to bed couldn't get enough of me and were constantly coming back for more. I'd be more than happy to give you a night never to forget. Your other lovers would pale in comparison."
Jitoshi was positioned behind her and Akasha gazing back at him.
"You think so?"
"I know so," he whispered into her ear. "Give me the chance and I'll have you hollering like a whale from dawn to sunrise."
Akasha chuckled whilst Sasha clinched her fists and was sick to her stomach. Sensing nor detecting rejection, Jitoshi took things a step further and moved one hand over her shoulder and the other just above her waist.
"Hands off..." she whispered emotionless.
"Or what, don't tell me you're rejecting my offeoooooohhhhh!"
With freak like quickness and speed Akasha Lifted Jitoshi up and over her shoulder and tossed him clear across the room into the side of a wall! A table and picture display fell over in the process and a sizeable dent left behind. Kahlua laughed and Morrigan grinned watching as Akasha marched toward the downed vampire. There was slight paint in his back as he rolled over and his eyes met with Akasha's demonic death glare. She dropped the left heel of her boot over his wrist and applied substantial pressure and Jitoshi screamed aloud! It was Sasha's turn to grin and she did just that.
"This is your one and only warning. You're not to touch me in such a way unless I say. Know your place!" she removed her heel from his wrist and kicked at his face with her opposite foot.
His head was forced into the wall and he bled from both his mouth and nose. Akasha threw her hair back and walked in the opposite direction joining everyone around the sofa. Some of his teeth were loose and cracked, but with his vampire nature he'd heal quickly. He pushed off the ground wiping away blood using the sleeve of his jacket. More so than moments ago, Jitoshi wanted the shinso vampire bad, his blood boiling to feel her touch intimately. She was beyond gorgeous and gave off a kind, sweet persona, but deep within had the edge of a vampire warrior.
"Would you like to lead the charge, Akasha-same?" Kahlua asked.
"Preferably," Akasha replied, taking a seat.
"Great, then go right ahead," Kahlua replied.
XXX
From the moment her clubbing began he watched from afar, never revealing himself or compromising his position. She could hardly contain her exhilaration skipping along in front of a somewhat beat down building, the windows cracked, some mold coving certain sections and more importantly the presence of heavy plant life! When hearing a specific rumor she had to check it out, the Joker was very much the night to her day as this woman was water to her fire. There was no one she opened up to or expressed her feelings more openly than with this woman. In a quick shove she forced the wobbly entrance open and ran through and if the outer premises didn't confirm it, the interior certainly did. Most the walls were covered by vines and other plant life.
"Red!" she shouted, racing around the corner with her arms extended.
The woman opposite of her was dressed in a predominately green outfit, bits and pieces of it very plant like. She was slightly knocked off her feet being embraced tightly by the woman opposite her.
"Harley," she whispered.
"Ivy."
Eventually Harley pulled back from the woman considered to be the sister she never had, the moment more than worth it. The Joker recently escaped Arkham and now an unexpected reunion with Poison Ivy, it seemed as though everything was going right and Harley even felt a guardian angel was watching over her. Unintentionally but with glee Harley twirled around in circles jumping up and down, Ivy glimpsing at her with concern.
"Harley dear, are you ok?"
"Oh," Harley twirled a final time, one leg extended outward. "Perfect, I'm just so happy!"
She took the plant woman's hand and spun her around, Ivy taken off guard and doubted her colleague was feeling alright. It was at about that time she picked up on the scent of alcohol and Harley reeked it.
"Have you been drinking?" Ivy's eyes narrowed.
"Just a couple shots here and there. The atmosphere was great, no mista J but the boys kept me company. We drank and drank for a little while but nothin too serious."
Harley laughed but then burped and immediately looked the opposite was as she bit at her lower lip.
"Sorry..." she whispered.
"Sounds to me like you had a little more than just a couple drinks. What led you here?" Ivy frowned.
"Oh, right...hehe. It was just by chance actually, overheard some gossipers and at first I paid them no attention but some of the details were just too familiar to ignore. Growing plant life and one even said something about a friend being devoured by a gigantic plant in this area," Harley situated her hands together. "I prayed and prayed, hoping it'd be you and here I am."
The plant woman couldn't hide a smile and moved a hand around her colleague. She didn't think highly of the clown prince but it was quite the opposite with Harley, they were like sisters but at the same time so much more. They gazed into each other's eyes for a brief moment and even got sucked in, their whereabouts nonexistent. Harley giggled and was the one to look away.
"Whatcha up too?" Harley gazed around at the lab like environment, "You experimenting?"
"Something like that," Ivy pulled a book off a nearby table and inside it were written notes. "I've been working up a new s..."
Ivy slammed the book shut and Harley could see the anxiety in her eyes and kept quiet. The villainous walked away from the table looking from left to right before closing her eyes and Harley observed with snooping eyes.
"Red, what is it?"
"We're not alone," her eyes opened. "Someone is on the premises, my babies can feel i..."
A nearby window shattered cutting Poison Ivy off and Harley instantly took cover behind her. No more than ten feet from their position stood a dark figure at 6'2, glowing white eyes, pointy ears and bat symbol over the chest! Poison Ivy hissed but preserved her stance and didn't attack.
"Ivy, stand aside I have business with Quinzel," the dark knight glared.
Harley remained behind Poison Ivy, her hands positioned over her shoulder and slightly buried her fingers into Ivy's skin. The plant woman and cape crusader engaged in a stare down and neither side budged.
"You looking to lock us in that asylum," Poison Ivy laughed. "If you think we're coming quietly without a fight, you've got another thing coming."
"That's right bat dweeb!" Harley stuck her middle finger out at him.
"Boys!" Poison Ivy snapped a finger.
Unexpectedly a handful of persons appeared from around a corner, most of which looked like security personnel. Their clothing was rugged, pale greenish skin and glowing green eyes. Clearly each of the individuals was under the influence of Poison Ivy.
"Arlen Scandroll, third year officer to the Gotham City Police Department. His wife has been calling for action in his disappearance. Wesley Brooks, Biomedical Engineer in uptown Gotham, and Hayden Mohamed, second sergeant in command to GCPD."
The dark knight went on naming off a select few others and Ivy couldn't help but applaud him, Batman's deductive skills were beyond impressive. Even if an enemy, she nor anyone could deny him that. His eyes once again fell over the main subjects and tightened his fists.
"Release your hold over them and give me Harley and I might consider giving you a head start," Batman informed.
"Head start?" Ivy smirked.
"Twenty four hours, and if in that time you stay out of trouble I might even forget this meeting occurred. Harley and the release of those men, that's the agreement...take it or leave it!"
"My, my," Pamela ran a finger over her lips.
Batman wasn't thrilled with the overconfident expression on her mug and even bit back. Between the gang war and the new enemy he didn't have time nor want to butt heads with someone like Poison Ivy. She was certainly one of his more dangerous adversaries and lucky for him, she lacked a killing intent towards him.
"Don't let him take me!" Harley shouted.
"Don't worry my dear, you aren't going anywhere, especially not with him," Ivy replied.
"It isn't Harley I want, but rather her rodeo partner," Batman frowned.
Poison Ivy let out a sigh.
"The Joker?" Ivy asked.
"Yes," Batman nodded.
"Harley," Ivy gazed back at her. "That clown is more trouble than he's worth, but I've always got your back."
Pulling her lab notes off the table the villainous signaled for her mindless servants to attack the dark knight.
"Ivy!" Batman retorted.
"Sorry bat, had the circumstance been different I would have taken the offer."
She grabbed Harley's wrist and pulled her along and Batman managed to chuck a small item onto Harley's waist without her knowledge. They were around the corner and out of sight in seconds and much as he wanted to chase them, there was something he needed to do first.
"Alfred, I need an express delivery," Batman pressed down at the side of his cowl. "Haley Quinn partied at Spice, Spice Clam and afterward she separated from her men and relocated with Poison Ivy."
"Oh dear, that's concerning!"
"I need a canister of antidote to combat against Ivy's toxic spores. I've got about ten in front of me that are under her control."
Batman dodged to his left as one punched and ducked down as another kicked. The group of mindless slaves began their attack on the dark knight and were out for blood.
"What of Miss Isley and Quinzel?" Alfred inquired.
Grabbing the arm of one, Batman twisted his arm and tossed him into another nearby. He was alert enough to block a punch that came from his blindside and elbowed the attacker in the face before choke slamming him into a table and back flipping over a fourth that came at him from behind.
"The duo took off but I tagged Harley, they aren't going anywhere that I can't follow."
Batman caught the fist of another and lifted him over his shoulder and forced him into a wall.
"Very good. The item you've requested is in route to your location."
"Thanks."
What remained of the enemies were quickly finished, the task much simpler without Poison Ivy present, the villainous having the power to rejuvenate her fallen subjects in an instant. Out front the bat plane swung by dropping down a single item before returning to the cave. Batman recovered the item, injecting each of the unconscious persons and radioed the police. There was enough dosage left to treat a few and he felt it might come in handy. With a separate device in hand the batmobile arrived in front of the building, via remote control and he took off immediately. In one click a holographic map appeared just below the controls and in another click a moving red dot appeared.
"They're just now passing the Gotham City aquarium," Batman pointed out a specific road. "I'll cut them off here."
Batman stepped on the gas and the armored vehicle darted onto the road. The duo of villains breathed a sigh of relief, feeling they had broken away from the masked vigilante. Ivy drove while Harley sat in the passenger side, switching between different radio stations. She waved her hands around and sang along with what was on the station, and Poison Ivy smiled. Further into the city three persons trotted down a sidewalk. The first was a man with green eyes and black hair, which was held back by a white headband and a wolf head pendant hung from around his neck. He wore brown shoes, gray dress pants, a long sleeve white shirt and grayish blue vest atop it. The next was a woman standing at 5'7, brown hair that extended halfway down her neck, golden brownish eyes and she wore white shoes, blue skirt and pink blouse. Her name was Tina Alba. The other woman stood at 5'9, blond hair that extended to the mid-section of her back and dark colored eyes. She wore blue jeans, green shirt and a gray leather bracelet. Her name was Avery Grace.
They couldn't have enjoyed themselves more, the performance a splendid one as reviews suggested. Attendees were still exiting from the Dome center and Gin took pictures of bypassing crowds and shots of the building as well.
"Whadda you say we go and get a bite to eat?" Tina lightly elbowed Gin over his shoulder.
The nudge was enough to get his attention, but never suspended his eyes from the lens of his camera.
"Sounds like a plan," he took another couple shots before lowering the electronic. "I'll let you lovely ladies choose where, I'm still finding my way in town."
Gin gave off a warm smile and both ladies situated on either side of him locking arms with the werewolf. Both were coworkers and friends of Moka's and it wasn't hard to see why, both easy going and kind from what he could tell.
"Great, then I know where to!" Avery pulled them along.
Had he been dialed in or paid closer attention the werewolf in human form would have picked up on the scent of another monster being just across the street. Unlike him, she had no way of taking on a human form. Her only means of hiding among humans was layers of clothing and concealing her cat like features. She wore a dark purple robe, hood combination pulled up over her head and the bottom section slightly dragged over the concrete surface. There was nothing she loved more than mingling the streets of different cities, even if she had to do so in disguise. Items on display in front of a jewelry store hindered further movement as she ran a paw over the glass window.
"So pretty!" she looked a couple of the items over.
She carried only a few bucks, her credit cards and most other items left at base so all she could really do was look.
"I know this question might be coming a bit late, but how long have you and Moka known each other?" Tina asked out of nowhere.
Of course he didn't answer straight away, taking a moment to think the question over. Answering with the truth was clearly out the window, their yokai nature and the existence of the academy had to remain a secretive. Only a select few knew of the academy's whereabouts and though the world was aware of their existence, singular individuals weren't documented as such.
"Freshmen in junior high," Gin voiced off the top of his head. "As you could imagine she was the gold standard, the prettiest girl in school, every guy wanted her. Our relationship started off shaky, guess you could say I came off as a bit forceful."
"But things worked out," Tina grinned. "You and Moka are together, I mean like boyfriend and girlfriend, right?"
The werewolf immediately threw his hands out in front of him.
"Noo, noo, you have the wrong idea we're only fri..."
He was cut off by a booming sound of two vehicles colliding and one smashing into a light post! Two persons retreated from the totaled car, but were chased by the much larger and armored vehicle.
"I thought for sure we'd lost him, damn you B-man!" Harley yelled.
The batmobile pulled up in front of them cutting off their path and Batman emerged from inside and stood on top.
"End of the line," Batman glared.
Reaching into her skirt Harley uncovered a handgun, but was quickly disarmed by a batarang. Ivy clinched her fists knowing she needed to do something fast or both might be in trouble. Feeling her surroundings out Poison Ivy grinned. The foundation and soil beneath them was just what she needed to turn the tides. In a simple raise of her arms the surface beneath them shook and dozens of bystanders believed an earth quake was imminent.
"Ivy, stop this!" Batman leaped down.
By then it was already too late, vines tearing and rising from beneath the surface! Cars and other vehicles were lifted off the ground by the eruption, some crushed and others taking minimal or substantial damage! Tina and Avery took off running whilst Gin remained frozen in place inspecting the deadly scene unfolding before his eyes.
"Gin what're you doing, we've gotta get out of here!" Tina shouted.
"You two go on ahead," he smirked lifting his camera. "This is where the money is at!"
"Are you crazy?!" Avery shot back.
"Don't worry about me, I'll be fine. Catch up with you soon," Gin took off in the direction of where the primary activity took place.
Avery halfway attempted to run after and stop him but she was held back.
"Leave him, if he wants to go on a suicidal photo shoot he'll have to do it on his own," Tina said.
Still hesitant, Avery exhaled and nodded, both women continuing down the block as fast they could. The cat woman had also become aware of the commotion and citizens retreating from the block. She turned the corner with the intent to get a better view and that's when she saw him.
"Batman..." she whispered.
Distance expanded between the dark knight and the two enemies, vines erupting and trying to grab hold of him. Bystanders were sucked in and strangled by vines and Batman acted quickly using the blades over his gauntlets to free them, while at the same time maneuvering and dodging the plant life chasing after him.
"Wow!" Gin snapped various shots.
He lowered the camera for a moment and focused in on the bat like character running around.
"That's him, the bat...the guy Moka was talking about. Man, he sure can move!"
Gin keyed in on the subject and took additional shots. In full stride Batman perceived a young child from the corner of his eye, and trailing close behind was a vine. He picked up speed throwing one arm around the boy and with his opposite hand used a grapple gun pulling them out of harm's way. Once the toddler was too safety Batman focused his attention on the source. The plants and vines could be cut down time after time but until she was put out of commission the assault wouldn't stop. Staying on the move, he locked in on the hidden panel beneath his gauntlet and in a couple presses took control of the batmobile. Poison Ivy was much too focused on him to notice slight movement from the vehicle, but that wasn't the case with the woman beside her.
"Uhm red..." Harley pointed at the batmobile.
A small missile fired from the vehicle but non-lethal, the area around them surrounded by gas and both coughing. Batman took advantage of the opportunity and raced into the foggy atmosphere and as he came within a foot of them Ivy threw out a hand and unexpectedly to him, vines erupted from beneath his boots and wrapped around his body, pulling him off the ground.
"Did you really think that tactic would succeed?" Ivy asked between coughs.
Batman bit back and attempted to break free of the vines but it was a no go, so turned to his backup plan. The action wasn't visible but beneath the vines the dark knight worked his hands downward toward his utility belt.
"I don't know, but it was worth a shot," Batman replied.
He needed just a little time, so wanted her talking.
"Always taking calculated risks and most the time it works in your favor, but times such as now you find yourself at a disadvantage," Poison Ivy walked toward him.
"Perhaps," Batman's gloved fingers trailed atop his belt.
From afar both Gin and the cat woman watched things unfold and while the werewolf prolonged with taking pictures, the cat woman had something else in mind. There were lots of bystanders and if she got involved her disguise would be compromised, but in that moment it was the least of her worries.
"I'm going to regret this, I just know it."
She tossed her clothing aside and darted onto the battle field. Ivy drew closer and before long her face was just inches from his, Batman's fingers atop a specific pouch.
"How about a kiss?"
"I wasn't seeking you out, but after the ruckus and property damage resulting in your actions I have no choice but to take you in. I merely wanted to chat with Harley and depending her cooperation I might have allowed her to walk," Batman declared.
"Pity for you it didn't work out that way," Ivy placed both her hands over both sides of his cowl. "But don't worry, all you need is a good smooch and everything will be better."
Leaning in further, Ivy's lips were just inches of his and beneath the vines he nabbed the item he had been after. A scream from Harley halted further action and Poison Ivy was kicked to the ground from her left side. The villainous barely got a look at the one responsible as she rolled several times and that same person freed the dark knight, slicing the vines to shreds using her claws. He dropped to his knees, but pushed up just as quickly and couldn't believe who stood opposite of him. Harley and Ivy had never before seen the woman, but she had a strange appearance.
"You!" Batman looked her in the eyes.
"Hiya," Felicia waved with a grin.
Harley hissed and ran forward and though Felicia's back was to the criminal, she felt her presence and in the whiff of her tail it wrapped around Harley's ankle and the enemy dropped to the ground! Ivy believed the tail and overall look of the woman was for show, but it appeared that might not be the case.
"Watch it!" Batman grabbed at Felicia's wrist.
He pulled her aside as a long vine whipped at them both. More and more vines erupted from the ground attempting to devour them.
"What're you doing here?!" Batman inquired whilst eluding the vines.
Felicia sliced at a vine wrapping around her left wrist, her sharp claws coming into great use.
"Just happened to be nearby and it looked like you were in trouble."
"Firstly I had the situation under control," Batman ducked under a vine and uncovered two batarangs. The sharp edges on each made for a decent weapon against the resilient plants. "And secondly, why would you come to my aid? You're allied with Kiria Yoshii, are you not?"
She dodged from side to side and even rolled her eyes, annoyed with all the questions. Why couldn't he just be thankful she stepped in and helped? Instead he was making her out to be bad as the enemy trying to kill them.
"I'm not supposed to talk about any of that..." she said in almost a whisper.
"On whose orders?!" Batman only slightly gazed at her.
It was difficult for either to have a direct conversation while under attack.
"Not saying," Felicia stuck her tongue out at him.
Batman's mouth slightly dropped at her childish like antics, but sustained his poise and focused only on Poison Ivy's attack. There would come a time they could talk, but not until after Harley and Ivy weren't an immediate threat. Between the night previous and now, Batman figured the cat woman was someone that could easily be persuaded. She seemed righteous of heart and gave off a peaceful temperament. More so than even Akasha he felt this woman wasn't an enemy, if anything maybe misguided. That much was apparent when she refused to fight against him in their first encounter and her reason behind it further solidified that. Answers to the enemy's whereabouts were most likely achievable through her.
"Amazing," Gin moved around from different standpoints, snapping numerous photos. "Beautiful!"
It wasn't a sight anyone witnessed on a daily basis and for him it got the blood pumping. Readying himself for another shot, Gin bit at his tongue as a retreating couple was pulled down by their legs and lifted into the air! From left to right the vines swung them and not a moment later another group of people were swallowed in by the vines! Gin's grip tightened over the camera and he was tentative on what to do. His eyes fell upon the woman in green, waving her arms around and knew she was manually controlling the attack. The shouting and cries of civilians made his decision easy.
"Damn it!"
He looked around and spotted somewhere discrete where he could leave the camera. He hung it over a small post behind a dumpster and took a deep breath. With no regrets he shot out in the direction of Poison Ivy. It wasn't quite a full moon and nor was he in werewolf form, but even so his speed was still impressive. Seeing as both Harley and Ivy were keyed in on Batman, neither noticed him approaching from their left. With full force he tackled Ivy into a nearby SUV and on impact the windows shattered.
"Red!" Harley shouted.
As a reaction Harley shot at Gin and she was oblivious to who he was. One bullet nicked his left shoulder but didn't inflict much damage and he quickly turned his attention to her. Batman perceived what took place and with Ivy's attention off him, he took advantage and sprinted forward passed waving vines. Without her direct command, the vines were harmless and he moved in quickly before she had the opportunity to notice him. Just as the two villains Batman was uncertain of the identity of the individual that jumped in and at the moment it wasn't a top priority. Ivy noticed him at the last instant as Batman threw out his leg and the side of his foot connecting with her face. Her reaction speed wasn't fast enough and the blow knocked her unconscious. Harley had took off running and Batman threw out a set of wiring which wrapped around her ankles and in a quick tug she was pulled down.
"Hands off me, bat brain!" Harley struggled to break out of his grasp.
Batman cuffed her to a nearby stop sign and as he turned his back, she of course shouted insulting remarks directed at him. For the time being she was the least of his worries as he stopped in front of Gin. Batman was otherwise occupied with Ivy's killer plants moments ago, but even so he perceived the exceptional speed of the individual.
"Who're you?" Batman asked.
Gin took a step back and looked the masked vigilante over, his appearance quite the sight.
"Would it help if I told you I'm a friend of Moka's?" the werewolf replied.
Though his features were covered by a mask, Gin noticed Batman's change in expression with the mention of Moka.
"Ginei Morioka, I presume?"
"Wooooohhh, woooooohh," Gin stepped back with his hands out in front of him. "How'd you know that name, did Moka mention me?"
"You're a yokai with the ability to transform into a werewolf. You attended Yokai Academy just as Akashiya and Tsukune Aono, who is presumably the current headmaster. Other than the three of you, are there others from your group in Gotham? Moka mentioned no one other than Tsukune. That leaves the witch, ice woman and succubus; did any of them make the trip?"
The werewolf bit at his tongue and off to the side of them Felicia approached, having just freed the last of the civilians from the vines.
"If Moka didn't mention me or them, than how the hell do you know who we are?! She said you were clever, but this is just ridiculous."
"When I need information I get it, simple as that. Answer the question?" Batman glared.
"Hi boys," Felicia waved, stopping short of them.
By then police sirens closed in on the area and so did ambulances. Opening his mouth to reply Gin stopped short, his eyes venturing to the cat woman. He looked at her and she was not only attractive, but very much resembled the description of an enemy Moka described. A bright red dot grabbed the attention of both Gin and Batman, both staring at her cleavage.
"Hey, my eyes are up here!" Felicia stomped.
"Down!" Batman raced forward and tackled her to the ground, dodging a single bullet by half an inch.
Gin tightened his fists and looked upward at surrounding rooftops and seemingly on cue, dozens of individuals emerged from the shadows. They were dressed in all black with silver armor as a secondary color and their faces covered by what looked to be gas masks. Batman and Felicia stood and spotted these individuals that were stationed over a select few different rooftops. Something they all shared in common were the letters DSS sewed into the sleeves of their gear. From out of nowhere silver battle vehicles approached from different street corners and they weren't of the GCPD variation.
"What the hell is going on!?" Batman clutched his fists as the three were surrounded by the vehicles.
The side doors shot open and men dressed in similar armor as those up top emerged, carrying firearms which were directly aimed at Batman and CO. Felicia took cover behind the dark knight and grabbed at his cape. Gin bit at his tongue and mentally prepared himself for battle. The persons slowly approached and Batman also prepared himself for a fight. His eyes ventured and he silently counted the number of enemies.
"Batman," the one standing in front of the group spoke and he was seemingly the one in charge. "Stand aside, our business isn't with you."
His eyes narrowed looking the unknown over.
"What is your objective and who do you work for?" Batman inquired.
It seemed as though new faces were constantly showing up in Gotham recently and not for the better.
"You called, Ryall?" a voice spoke inside the leading member's communications piece.
"Yes."
"And?"
"We've got two right in front of us...darkstalkers. Our sensors detected high demonic auras from both. Honestly though even without the equipment it's clear this cat girl is one but the other seems to be hiding in human form."
"Excellent, I shall be in town soon. Try and capture them alive if you can."
"Yes ma'am."
The conversation ended in a single click and the one in charge again focused his attention on the three.
"We're here for the darkstalkers Batman, step aside," the general waved him off.
"Dark what?!" Gin said.
"Elaborate," Batman stepped forward, whilst Felicia held a firm grip over his cape.
The one in charge cleared his throat and lowered his weapon partially.
"Simply put, our organization hunts monster beings of extraordinary strength."
"For what reason?" Batman replied with another question.
"Each member has his or her own reasons," the leading member clinched his fists. "I have no intention of getting into all that and nor am I obligated to explain myself to anyone, especially not some vigilante that runs around dressed like a rodent. Last chance Batman, step aside or you become a target."
"You didn't answer my first question. Who is it you work for?"
The leading member laughed and had a pretty good feeling where things were headed.
"As I said before, I don't have to tell you a damn thing."
Batman's shoulders lowered slightly as he exhaled and looked back at Felicia and then at Gin. Picking a fight with the group wasn't ideal. They were heavily outnumbered but more importantly GCPD would soon arrive.
"Run..." Batman murmured.
Felicia's ears perked at his words and with his wolf like sense of hearing, Gin heard clearly as well. Neither was expecting the smoke bomb thrown by Batman, but even so they used the distraction to escape. Gin cleanly bypassed the group and so did the cape crusader but Felicia was pulled down by her tail. Three persons pulled out black poles and electrified her! The cat woman's screams halted both Gin and the dark knight who had just about made clean escapes, Gin clinching his fists at the sight of Felicia being kicked and stomped at! Batman was the first to make a move and glided back the other way and came down on the three, disarming them of their weapons and dropping them in a couple strikes. Another shoved a pole into his side but due to his insulated armor the electricity did little to nothing, Batman pulling the weapon from his grasp and knocking the enemy out cold.
"But why?" Felicia slowly stood, her legs feeling somewhat rubbery.
"I...I owe you one," Batman replied, but his eyes still on the enemy.
She didn't know what he referred to right away but then thought back to a short time ago. If Batman was willing to stay back and help then Gin felt he had no right to take off either. But what did they mean by darkstalkers and far as he could tell, Batman was no different than himself or the cat woman; all of them falling under the category of non-human, a monster or yokai in some shape or form. Just as Gin readied himself to make a move, police sirens filled his ears and out in front of him the group surrounding Batman and Felicia backed off.
"You haven't seen the last of us," the leading member looked Batman in the eyes. "This isn't over by a longshot and if you get in our way again, you're good as dead. Retreat, retreat!"
The one in charge gave a direct order and his underlings were quick to respond, piling back into the vehicles. Batman felt certain their decision to retreat was in response to the incoming sirens. The bounty hunters as he considered them likely wanted to avoid a confrontation with GCPD at all costs. Gin exhaled and looked to the dumpster where he had left his camera and was relieved it remained where he left it. Felicia took off running and Batman made no attempt to stop her. He instead watched the battle vehicles take off in a hurry and to his disgust a pair of handcuffs hung over the stop sign where he had left Harley, and Poison Ivy had escaped as well. That seemed to be his luck lately.
"Hey ah," Gin walked up on him from behind, carry his camera. "Any chance we get a selfie?"
Batman glared at the werewolf before running and jumping into the batmobile that was activated via remote control. The top slid shut and the vehicle took off.
"Or not," Gin chuckled, scratching at the side of his head.
He took off just as police vehicles arrived on scene and some of the injured were attended to. Ivy and Harley couldn't have gotten far and getting back on their trail was his priority. Even so he managed a couple still shots of the group dressed in armor through the cowl's lenses, specifically the letters DSS over their uniform. They stated he wasn't of interest, but that wouldn't stop him from digging. He needed to know their intentions and objective.
XXX
The mood was great and the weather even better. He arrived through the front gates sporting a light blue shirt with dark blue stripes, a collar and white golf pants with green square patterns. Lastly he wore a silver watch over his left wrist and brown golf shoes with white as a secondary color. He greeted and spoke with others that were set to take part in the event and spectators as well.
"Good luck out there today, Bruce," someone approached from his left.
He shook hands with the individual and smiled.
"Mister Boyid, good to see you," Bruce looked him over. "Am I right in assuming you'll be taking part in the event?"
Judging by his attire it certainly seemed that way.
"Correct, it's been over a year since I've done really anything so figured I'd get these old bones moving again. You on the other hand have been plenty active! I heard about your visit to Sojei Tzu's grand opening in Japan, a couple of your fundraisers and of course most recently the Gotham City Apex CGR race. Where in the world did you learn to drive like that?!"
Bruce chuckled and scratched at his hair.
"Even someone with my busy schedule has free time," Bruce smirked patting him over the shoulder. "I'll see you out on the course and good luck."
With that Bruce took off and entered a small building a couple yards from the main gates. He approached someone standing behind a desk and handed them a green slip and in return he was handed a bag of golf clubs and a set of white golf gloves. Through a back door on the other end Bruce exited out onto the golf course. The location was spacious and ideal for the event and dozens of spectators stood around. In addition participants warmed up, but none had more of the crowds' attention than her.
"You've got to be kidding," Bruce bit back lightly.
Her back was to him but that didn't stop him from knowing who she was. She wore white tennis shoes, high knee white socks with lime green stripes, a dark green skirt, white golf gloves, a white golf shirt with collar and topping it off was a white visor hat and green bow tied in her long pink hair. The wind blew back and forth revealing her black panties with a heart cutout. Most male observers gaped at her backside, some whistling and a couple even taking a knee to get a better view! It was disturbing but quite expected and the pink haired vampire was unmindful to what went on behind her. Men would be men as the saying went. Readying herself, she took a deep breath and swung the club. The ball soared off the tee but was way off target in the direction of the hole. She rolled her eyes as her gaze fell over the turf.
"Pretty and sexy as hell, but that's about all she's got."
"You can say that again, I'd take her out to dinner and then back to my place."
Though they were a couple feet away she heard them loud and clearly, due to her enhanced vampire hearing. Biting at her lower lip, the vampire reached into her bag and recovered another ball and set it over the tee standing upright. As she did Bruce noticed a couple things and took a deep breath before walking forward. All eyes fell on Wayne Industry's CEO as he approached the woman.
"Akasha," he called out to her.
She gazed over her shoulder and lost hold of her club as she set eyes on him.
"Bruce," Akasha said tenderly.
He dropped his bag down beside hers and recovered her club off the ground.
"You attained my public schedule? Are you planning to try and best me here today?" Bruce grinned.
The vampire returned his smile but didn't reply and frankly one wasn't required. He knew good and well if it weren't for his attendance she wouldn't be around, but he couldn't figure why a golf course of all places. She could meet with him anywhere at about anytime and he didn't peg her for the sports type.
"I loved your swing," Bruce broke the silence.
"What?" Akasha looked at him with questioning eyes.
He handed her the club and rested his opposite hand over her shoulder.
"Don't listen to what any of them say, pretend it's just you and I out on an empty meadow. It isn't your swing that's the problem, it's your technique and posture," Bruce informed.
Akasha blinked, never taking her eyes off him.
"You think so?"
"I know," Bruce took a knee and recovered a club from his bag. "Let me show you."
She stepped off to the side and watched him get into his stance and as did everyone looked on. He lined himself up with the tee and looked onward to the hole nearly forty yards away taking a deep breath. He went through the motions of his swing before eventually setting his club in place and readying himself for the swing. Without hesitation his arm thrusted forward and the ball launched off the tee and while it soared upward, time seemingly slowed. Some lost sight of it in the sunlight and watched closely as the ball touched down over the grassy turf. The ball rolled along and some stopped breathing as it rolled along the outer edges of the hole. It was unknown if just a string of luck or if he was just that good, but the vampire and everyone watched as the ball dropped into the hole and the crowds applauding! Bruce simply fist pumped before looking back at Akasha, her eyes wide and mouth open.
"Hey that's Bruce Wayne isn't it, gosh he's got talent," a man looked closely.
"He does," a woman moved in beside him. "He's got looks, runs probably the most successful business in the world and of course the extras like this."
"Now it's your turn," Bruce looked her in the eyes.
"That...that was amazing! How am I supposed to out do that?" Akasha looked him off.
"This is warm ups remember," Bruce leaned down and recovered another ball from his bag and set it on the tee. "I'll guide you this time."
His words put her at ease and brought about a boost of confidence.
"Ok," she said happily.
Bruce stood and positioned behind her, extending his arms and resting his hands atop hers. His touch was firm and strong but equally as gentle. Her back was pressed firmly against his chest, Bruce leaning forward and leaning his head over her right shoulder.
"If I'm too close and you feel uncomfortable jus..."
She silenced him, rubbing the side of her face against his and smiled. Those watching from behind did not catch the quick exchange.
"You can be close as you want," the vampire whispered.
Feeling him so close was soothing and made her feel comfort and focused. The idea came back to her that she would never feel that way towards him, a human of all things. It was especially unbelievable when taking into account her first encounter with Bruce. Attraction and lust with no strings attached was one thing, but this was different. She didn't dear let the L word surface, but it seemed as though that might be the one word to describe what she felt.
"First your feet, knees, hips, forearms, and shoulders should be parallel to the target line, like this," Bruce guided her in resituating her body. "Your feet should at least be a shoulder length apart and your back foot ninety degrees to the target line. It'll help with your hip turning on the back swing. Depending your body rotation speed and flexibility your stance might require a couple tweaks, but this is the general posture you want to go for."
Akasha looked downward and at his body, attempting to mirror his stance as best she could.
"Focus your weight on the mid-section of your feet, that'll also help. Slightly flex your knees over the balls of your feet for better balance and bend your torso at the hips, try and avoid doing so at the waist," Bruce added.
He helped with situating her hands and arms in place before stepping off to the side.
"Find comfort in your joints and overall movement before making the swing. Move your body with grace and you'll do just fine," he offered encouragement.
Akasha nodded and went through the motions of swinging the golf club. She settled her shoulders and aligned herself with the tee. In one swing the ball shot through the air and nearby pigeons took to the skies. The ball touched down over the grass nearly ten yards from the hole but rolled towards it. The vampire bit at her lower lip and waited, but unfortunately the ball stopped eleven inches short of the hole. Even so those watching applauded her and her cheeks turned somewhat red.
"You did great, keep what I said in mind and the sky's the limit," Bruce walked forward, closing the distance between them. "Why're you really here? If you wanted to talk I would have happily did so after the event."
"How'd the information work out for you?" she asked.
"I haven't inspected it all, but some of what I did manage to decode was identical to what was pulled from Todd's computer system. I'll get back to you soon."
She nodded.
"Fair enough, but are you open later this evening?"
"Why?"
"I have additional information," Akasha informed.
His left eyebrow raised and questioned what she meant by additional info.
"Enlighten me," Bruce said.
"About what?" her fingers tapped at the surface of the club.
"You have information, correct? Then I'd like to hear it."
Akasha snickered spinning the golf club around.
"How does eight o'clock sound, my place and I'll even make dinner," her head lowered and her gaze over the ground. "And from my bedroom is a great view of the city. This just isn't the ideal place to talk honestly."
He lifted not only his bag, but hers as well.
"Will do," Bruce smiled. "I'll give you a call and confirm nothing's changed."
She looked up at him with delight, halfway suspecting he'd reject the offer, particularly the meeting place.
"I look forward to it! I mean..." she quieted realizing how excited she appeared.
She didn't want to come off as desperate and more importantly it wasn't a date, if anything it was a business meeting. Even so part of her wanted to view it as such and blushed at the thought.
"The event will start shortly," Bruce peeked down at his watch. "How about a few extra pointers before then."
"Please, I could use it!" Akasha said gleefully.
Right then Bruce's cell vibrated in his pocket and when he checked the caller ID the name read "Alliya Gerdanson". Akasha couldn't see, but studied his expression and detected the stress in his eyes. With that, she had a pretty good idea who it was that called. She returned the model's phone to Todd's office the next morning following the text she sent out and by then Alliya had clearly reclaimed it. Bruce shut off his phone and dropped it in his pocket.
"Who was that?" Akasha asked, barely holding back a smile.
"No one," Bruce replied.
XXX
The golf event went well and just as the car race Bruce finished atop the chart, but barely. He managed the top spot by just two strokes at the final hole. His training with different weapons helped with accuracy and precision on other daily activities aside from crime fighting. Much of those aspects played into the game of golf. His thoughts ceased as he came to a stop in front of a large residence overlooking the city. He stepped out of his vehicle and was dressed in a gray shirt with collar, the two top buttons left unbuttoned, a silver watch, black pants and black shoes. Lastly were the dark shades covering his eyes. Up and passed the driveway he rang the doorbell and didn't have to wait long before the door swung open.
"Hello, Bruce."
The pink haired vampire stood in the doorway leaned sideways against a wall, dressed in a tight blue belly top with a pink heart logo over the center, short dark blue skirt, gold necklace and blue bow tied in her hair. Her smile was inviting and she held a spatula in her left hand. Akasha's belly button was visible and so too was much of her upper and lower stomach.
"You just gonna stare?" she snickered.
"Oh, sorry."
Stepping through he closed the door and Akasha led the way. He took a seat at the table as she walked barefoot across the carpet and that's when he noticed a silver bracelet around her left ankle with heart shapes along it. Unintentionally he caught a glimpse of her pink panties with red polka dots as she leaned over the counter. It felt as though she gave him a view of her backside purposely and though she was faced the opposite direction he could feel her sneer. The vampire knew exactly what she was doing, he was sure of it. They were meeting under the pretext of business, but she wasn't dressed accordingly to reflect it.
"Food is almost ready," she stepped around the counter. "Hope you're hungry."
Bruce removed the shades from his eyes and exhaled. Even if she was up to something, he felt in control of the situation so didn't worry. If he didn't want something to happen it wouldn't, but he still couldn't stop staring. He watched her closely with his hands atop the table and clamped together. Typically he got straight to the point, but he was willing to enjoy dinner and let the vampire divulge info when she was ready. In a short couple minutes Akasha approached the table dropping down a couple dishes. The first was a side dish of tempura and then the main course of tonkatsu, the meat selected was pork fillet. Shredded cabbage, rice and Miso soup were on the side. And for dessert was castella, a sponge cake with ice cream and hot fudge on the side. Lastly Akasha popped open a bottle of champagne and poured them each a glass.
"I don't do alcohol," Bruce informed.
"How about juice?"
"Water will do," he replied.
Akasha nodded and removed the glass replacing it with a cup of ice water.
"Makes sense, going out on patrol all tipsy would put you at a disadvantage," Akasha sat across from him. "Hope you like."
In front of him was the option of a fork/knife combo or chopsticks. He took one into his hands and just after one bite of the main course his eyes lit up. He wasn't expecting such a delicacy and it was a great surprise by all means. For a little over two minutes they didn't speak, but he was looking to change that.
"What information do you have?" Bruce took another bite.
"How much do you already know?" she replied.
"The reason you yokai chose Gotham has nothing to do with the city itself, but rather something hidden beneath it. A gateway that cannot be open without first obtaining the Eight Drocgoeus, which are known as keys of a special dark magic. What will occur when this process is complete I cannot say, nor do I know the location of this gateway. And judging by what I uncovered from Todd's files, neither do you people. I still haven't went through all of what was on that flash drive you handed over."
Akasha bit back and was amazed by how much he knew and his clear explanation of things. His mind was vivid and it was surely what made him most dangerous to his enemies.
"The location of the first key," Akasha took a sip from what was in her glass. "Turns out it is being held by a Valdro Zumas, a business man and collector of special objects."
"I'm familiar," Bruce nodded, taking yet another bite. "He's a world traveler that goes around collecting unheard of relics and trying the strangest of foods. He's a moderately successful businessman that has a handful of trading partners and has a nag for the dangerous."
Akasha leaned back with a grin.
"You're really quite something, almost like a live computer. At just the mention of a name, you've given a description without research and mapped out the goals of my superiors."
"Well-informed, yes but there are many people and things about the world I still have yet to discover. I appreciate the compliment but I'm simply not as mindful as you might think. There are activities, people and things I pay little attention to unless it becomes essential to my work," Bruce replied.
The vampire lowered her sticks and pushed forward with her chin dropped in the palm of her hands. She was fascinated with the Batman the night they met and her interest for his counterpart ever so slowly grew.
"Where is the key?" Bruce asked.
"Oh come on," Akasha removed strands of hair that fell over her left eye. "If I tell you anything more there'd be no fun in that."
"No games! I didn't drive all the way out here so that you could just pull my chain around."
"A man knowledgeable as you should have no issue solving the rest of the puzzle, you're the Batman," the pink haired vampire grinned. "Do keep in mind I'm not on your side or against you. If anything you should be thankful I've shared what I have."
Bruce clutched his fists and felt that was just about all he'd get out of her, the vampire giving him far too much credit, assuming he'd deduce the location of the key without fail. Perhaps he could get more out of her, but knew he'd have to remain patient and wait for an opening. Just as the main course the side dishes and even dessert were pleasantly outstanding.
"So what did you think?" Akasha asked, halfway already knowing how he'd respond based on his expression.
"Wonderful," Bruce smirked. "Every last bit."
She smiled lightly at his reply and twirled a strand of hair that fell over her face.
"I have a question and would like for you to answer honestly. What do you think of me...I mean really?"
The question wasn't one that he expected and really gave it thought. Across the table she waited with unsettled eyes, eagerly awaiting his response. He took a deep breath folding his hands over the table.
"You've heard some of this before, but I'll go ahead and say it anyway. What I see when I look at you is a beautiful, independent and prideful warrior who isn't afraid to speak her mind or act. You don't take crap from anyone, you're kind and gentle but can be the opposite if the situation calls for it."
The vampire's cheeks turned a light shade of pink as she blushed.
"Go on."
"You appear to have the good of the people in mind unlike most your faction. You're yokai, but strive to create a peaceful living environment between humans and monsters. That isn't easy to do with the numerous persons against it from both sides. All that said, I can't bring myself to trust you...not entirely. You've kept secrets and even now you do. Your end decision is also in question, what will you do when the entirety of your plans are revealed. Will you step aside or stand in my way, only time will tell I suppose."
There were bits and pieces he left out, like how he was at ease around her and how he could truly be himself. Even Bruce had a sense of pride and felt certain things were best left unsaid. Repositioning Akasha dropped her hands over the table and straightened her shoulders. She was only halfway satisfied with the answer, but there was still a sense of unfulfillment.
"Ok and how do I make you feel?" she asked softly.
Bruce bit at his tongue and pushed back.
"This is way off topic," Bruce glared. "You've forgotten why I agreed to meet with you. If you have nothing else for me other than a name then I should be on my way."
The vampire pushed back and out of her chair walking around the table and running her fingers along the clothed surface. Bruce watched closely as she approached and he was shocked as she dropped in his lap.
"Well if you're going to leave, you must first give me something," she grinned running a single hand over his chest.
He knew exactly what she wanted and ever so slightly tilted his neck. It was strange and in ways couldn't figure why he gave into her craving of his blood, but it didn't affect him negatively so didn't see why not. She did exactly as he predicted and buried her fangs into the side of his neck and sucked away at his blood. She pulled back after a satisfying amount and her smile the widest it had been all night.
"Thank you," she pushed off him.
Bruce immediately stood and looked her in the face.
"Is that all, you have nothing else for me except a name? If that was the case this whole dinner was pointless, you could have given me a simple name at the golf course," Bruce frowned.
"Hey it's the thought that counts, besides I enjoyed the company and so did you."
Bruce halfway rolled his eyes and walked toward the exit but was stopped. There was another reason she invited him over and wouldn't be satisfied until she got it, even if just a little. He glimpsed back at the vampire who held his left arm firmly like a child who didn't want her parent taking off for work.
"It's unfair," she said.
With a raised eyebrow he turned facing her and the vampire released her hold of him.
"What's not fair?"
Internally she laughed devilishly knowing she had him right where she wanted. Just a couple words and she'd reel him in like a fish, it came down to if he'd take the bait or not. She moved in close running a couple fingers upward over the material of his shirt. Her gaze slowly met his own and she gave off an innocent puppy like expression.
"Do you feel used?" she asked.
"Used? Why would I feel that way?"
"How many times have I tasted your blood? Three, four or more? And you've never asked for anything in return," her eyes never looked away from his. "I think it's only fair you got a taste of me."
Bruce felt his blood flow accelerate but upheld his stance and expression.
"I don't drink blood," he grinned.
Akasha bit at her tongue trying to hold back laughter but it was no good, she stepped back and busted out laughing. Bruce watched her with curious eyes scratching at the side of his head.
"Blood, hehe, that isn't what I meant," Akasha slouched forward laughing some more.
Eventually she settled and returned her gaze to his and it was clear he was ignorant to her intentions. She wiped away the tears from her eyes that were a result of laughter.
"Not my blood silly," her expression altered and her eyes filled with desire as she wrapped her arms around his neck. "But a kiss."
It was Bruce's turn to bite at his tongue and searched for something in her expression that said she was joking but such a sign wasn't present. He sighed and looked away from her.
"We...we can't."
"Why not?"
His fists clinched as his shoulders lowered and couldn't believe he had walked into such a situation. Was this her plan all along? The way in which she dressed was suggestive, a detail he'd noticed the instant she answered the door. He couldn't say for sure, but he had to stop things from progressing.
"We're two knights from separate armies, or two birds venturing different skies and our habitats incompatible. You and I cannot g..."
He went silent as her fingers wrapped around his face and she forced him to look down at her.
"You're making things so complicated. It's just a simple kiss, nothing less, nothing more."
"You know that isn't true, not with us!" Bruce shot back.
"Is that a confession of your feelings for me?" the vampire smirked.
Right away he regretted the choice of words.
"Are you even thinking? You're a vampire and myself a human, and you're allied with the enemy! This won't end well, not for you, me...or us."
"Oh I see," she chuckled removing her hands from his face. "You're afraid to kiss a vampire, you scared I might bite your tongue off."
"I'm being serious." Bruce glared.
"As am I," she wrapped her arms around his neck again. "Normally you don't talk much but right now you're talking too much. We're adults Bruce, stop worrying like a child. Shut up and kiss me."
The vampire slowly closed her eyes and stood on the tips of her toes bringing her lips to his. Any thought of retaliation was put to rest as her lips pressed against his, softer than what he anticipated and his entire body went wild! It was like he'd been shot by a bolt of electricity streaming through his body. She quickly broke the kiss and looked him in the eyes.
"Don't just stand there like a statue, kiss me back."
She pressed her lips against his once more and as he attempted to speak, she used the opportunity to extend her tongue into his mouth! His eyes widened, feeling her tongue swirling against his own. Much as he wanted to deny her another part of him had wanted this. He gave into the vampire's advances and grabbed at her waist with one hand and the other rubbing at her back. A voice inside the vampire's head sang to victory, the knight was now in her clutches. His left hand lowered and lifted her leg up and over his waist as they deepened the kiss. Both were conscious of what went on but didn't care, regardless of their differences. Akasha was the one to eventually pull away, a large smile over her lips.
"That wasn't so bad, now was it?" she trailed a finger over his cheek.
"Akasha I..." he didn't know what to say.
The kiss left the vampire in heat and it was clearly no different for her dinner guest. She stared at the section of his zipper, eying the bulge that had shaped. Bruce perceived where her eyes looked and felt embarrassed. She stepped forward and took the clothed section into her hands stroking it gently.
"Akasha..." he grunted, feeling strikes of pleasure.
"Look at what I did," she continued.
He was completely dazed and Akasha knew she needed to take advantage before he broke out of it. She removed her hand from his hardened member and pulled him along into the living room. It felt like his body was moving on its own and he didn't want to stop it. Akasha pulled him down on his back over a couch and positioned atop him. She continued where they left off, kissing at his lips before pressing down firmly against his. He took in the taste of Akasha's hot saliva and twirled his tongue against hers, his hands positioned over her bare back. She broke the kiss, lightly biting at his upper lip. She sat atop him reaching back and removing the belly top off her shoulders and head. The only thing covering her chest was a pink bra with red polka dots, similar to her underwear.
"I never imagined we'd be like this Bruce, even after discovering your identity and getting to know what motivates you protecting innocents."
The vampire reached back attempting to undo her bra in which Bruce sat up and stopped her. She looked into his eyes with confusion and instead of getting an answer he removed her leg off his body and stood. Looking Akasha over as she was and the way she looked at him, it took every fiber in his body to resist ravishing every inch of her body. He was aware of his feelings for her, but hadn't a clue it grew to such levels. She reached for her top and pulled it over her head chasing after him. She caught up to him as he came within a foot of the door.
"What happened, did I say something wrong?" she pulled at his side.
He gazed back at her and rubbed a hand over her shoulder.
"I have to go," he pushed open the door and took a couple steps out onto the patio before looking back at her. "Thanks for dinner."
He smiled before turning and walking down the steps. She was eager to take off after him but stood her ground and took a deep breath. What had transpired went further than she planned and far as she knew he hadn't rejected her, in all likelihood he needed time to think and reflect. If so she didn't want to pressure him, so left it at that. She moved back closing the door and leaned against the other side, feeling butterflies erupt from within. Out front he buckled up and took off onto the road. The romantic moment shared between them was joyful and he contemplated how their connection going forward might be affected. From the beginning he wanted to avoid such a relationship, but what was done couldn't be erased. It was something he'd have to deal with in time. Difficult as it was to ignore, Bruce did the best he could and focused on something of greater importance.
"Valdro Zumas," he whispered.
XXX
Side by side two persons walked down a sidewalk enjoying the night air. Both carried an ice cream cone and the woman finished what remained of hers. The city lights were bright and the city lively as it normally was. She looked to the sky and got somewhat absorbed in her thoughts thinking back to the information given to them by a mutual friend.
"Moka-san," Tsukune's voice brought her back to reality. "You ok?"
She looked to him and his smile was calming and as a reaction she smiled as well.
"I'm fine, just been thinking about what Gin said is all. I can't figure what the letters DSS represent and why they referred to Gin as a darkstalker. What the hell even is a darkstalker and why were they targeting Gin!" Moka voiced her frustration.
It was already bad enough they had Kiria Yoshii to worry about and then to have some group hunting them could be problematic. The werewolf did however mention the gunmen weren't after the Batman and Moka believed that had a lot to do with his connection to the Justice League.
"Don't stress over it Moka-san, there's a good chance that group never surfaces again."
"And what if they do? If those people were after Gin and the cat girl, there's a good chance we'd be targets. Normally it wouldn't bother me but based on what Gin said they came off as experts in the field of capturing monsters. Perhaps the term darkstalker is another word for yokai," Moka suggested.
"Maybe, but like I said before let's not concern ourselves with it. This isn't like you Moka-san, stuff like this doesn't get to you."
The silver haired vampire nodded and took a deep breath, Tsukune finishing what remained of the ice cream and tossing the cone in a nearby trashcan. As they continued along Moka fiddled with her fingers and Tsukune picked up on this from the corner of his eye, his gaze then falling over her face. Her expression was one of bashfulness and that alone put into question what exactly was on her mind.
"You sure you're ok?" Tsukune looked at her with worry as both stopped.
She continued twiddling her fingers and only partially looked at Tsukune.
"It's sort of been a long time since I've had a..."
"Had a what, Moka-san?" Tsukune asked.
"A taste of your blood," the silver haired vampire said quietly. "If it's ok with you."
Her expression alone sucked him in and he couldn't deny her, not with an expression like that.
"Of course Moka-san," Tsukune smiled.
He was overly pleased with the idea she wanted to taste his blood, a little while ago that wasn't something he could fathom, particularly after what she walked in on. Ever since that night he regretted what happened with the mother of the woman he loved. His thoughts exploded in a single instant as her teeth pierced into the skin around his neck. Moka just as quickly wrapped her arms around his torso and sucked away.
"Get a room!" someone shouted as they passed by.
Tsukune only snickered whilst Moka ignored the remark entirely. Consuming just enough to satisfy her hunger, Moka pulled back and licked away additional specs of his blood that fell over her lips.
"Thanks, that was refreshing. Where to now, shopping or do you want to purchase tickets to the festival? A last minute decision, yes but it would be worth it and the ticket prices are inexpensive," Moka suggested.
Tsukune shrugged his shoulders without much an opinion.
"Sure, whatever you want to do is fine with me."
His tone lacked energy and enthusiasm, Moka picking up on that very detail.
"Is something bothering you Tsukune...you don't seem yourself?"
"I'm fine, it's just," Tsukune looked into the dark sky. "With Yoshii Kiria out there, it doesn't feel right going out and enjoying ourselves when we're clueless to his whereabouts and when he might strike."
Moka moved in beside him and took his hand into hers.
"There's nothing we can do now, we'll either have to wait for Yoshii Kiria's cronies to resurface or Batman. He'll know what to do."
"You're putting a lot of faith in this bat friend of yours, but if you believe in him so much than I guess I do as well," Tsukune grinned.
Both agreed on attending the festival and though Moka was set on hearing back from the cape crusader, Tsukune had other ideas in mind. He'd already started a secret investigation of his own, his goal primarily pin pointing the headquarters of Fairy Tale. Inside the gates of the festival most enjoyed themselves, which also included a woman who attended alone. She was satisfied with some of the appetizers and goodies she devoured. The music and numerous activities looked like fun, but she elected to stay out of all that. She wore violet high knee boots, black pants and brown shirt. Most her under garments were covered by a long trench coat, similar in color to her boots and a black hat covering her cat ears. She wore black leather gloves that extended up near her elbows but was mostly covered by the sleeves of the coat. A vibration in her left jacket pocket diverted her attention from all that went on around her.
"Yaaaayyyy!" she felt excitement looking the caller ID over. "Morrigan where are you?! It's really great, you must hurry before the parade starts!"
"You shouldn't worry so much Felicia, besides I'm a lot closer than you think."
"Oh really, where?!" the cat woman replied.
She lowered the cell from her ear and looked all throughout the crowds of people. Pin pointing her friend didn't come right away, not until her eyes ventured around and fell over a woman leaning against a vending machine, her eyes covered by shades, wearing black boots, dark stockings, jean shorts and a white blouse and long blond hair. Just as Felicia she held a phone in her hand and waved at the cat woman.
"Morrigan!"
Felicia turned off the phone and took off throwing her arms around the succubus in disguise. They stayed that way for various moments, just embracing each other tightly.
"I knew I could count on you!"
"Of course you can hun," Morrigan smiled pushing the shades upward and allowing them to sit atop her head. "Doubt I'd run into much trouble in a crowd this big, whadda you say we get our hands on some sweets? I've got a bit of a sweet tooth."
"Yup, I'll lead the way I know where all the best stuff is."
Felicia pulled the succubus along and as she did Morrigan caught glimpse of a certain bright symbol in the sky and he came to mind. The more they tangled her urge for him grew, and it was so much more than a simple release she wanted. The feeling was similar to when a child mingled inside a toy store and longed for a certain toy they couldn't have. Her situation was a little different however, oh did she know she'd get him and when that time came she would savor every moment.
"You're dozing off." Felicia looked back at her.
"hehe, sorry about that. I'm with you and we're going to have some fun, aren't we?" Morrigan grinned.
Having purchased their tickets, Tsukune and Moka were granted access into the closed off section of town for the event. Neither had eaten in hours so firstly had their minds set on finding some place to eat. Something else however captured Moka's attention and she slowed up and came to a complete stop.
"You feel that Tsukune?"
"Feel what?"
"Yokai, there is a monster presence somewhere near and if I had to guess I'd say two to three. Focus your senses and you'll feel it to," Moka replied.
A loud bang followed by screams diverted their attention.
"Now what?!" Moka clutched her fists.
Her question was answered as a woman dressed in all black, goggles over her eyes and whip wrapped around her waist raced through the streets of the event on a motorcycle. She greatly resembled a black cat and behind her were pursuing vehicles shooting at her! Tsukune counted up to seven and they just as quickly tore through the gates of the event. From afar Morrigan and Felicia caught a quick glimpse of the woman riding the motorcycle, looking at one another.
"It's her, Catwoman!" Felicia voiced.
"Obviously and it appears she's in quite the bind; funny that we'd see her again so soon, even if not directly."
"What should we do?"
"Nothing," Morrigan patted Felicia over the shoulder. "It isn't our business."
"None of our business? Since when do you shy away from violence and fights?"
"Tonight," Morrigan chuckled.
Felicia didn't suspect such a response, questioning if her teammate/friend was feeling ok. The silver haired vampire also felt conflicted and held herself back from taking off after the by passers. She hadn't a clue of the context of what transpired with the unknowns, so chose not to involve herself.
"Wonder what that was all about..." Tsukune moved up beside Moka.
She stayed quiet and said nothing, but footsteps approached them rapidly from behind. Tsukune was the first to turn and his face was forced into a chest of softness.
"Tsukune!"
"Kurumu-chan, what...what're you doing here?" he struggled to speak between her cleavage.
Moka faced the succubus with crossed arms as she released her hold of Tsukune.
"What're you doing here?" Moka frowned.
"I could ask the same and I saw the two of you holding hands, what was that all about!?" Kurumu shot back returning the frown.
"You jealous?" Moka asked smugly.
Kurumu clinched her fists and marched toward the vampire.
"Just a little while ago you two weren't talking and now all a sudden you're lovey dovey! What the hell gives?! Tsukune is my destined one, don't forget that."
"Your destined one, please," Moka rolled her eyes. "I don't recall Tsukune ever saying he'd take you as a mate. And where is Gin?"
"Forget that perv! Tsukune never said he'd take you either!" the succubus rose her fist at the vampire. "You've always been the biggest thorn in my side pertaining to this subject!"
Moka glared as she repositioned.
"Watch where you're aiming that fist or I'll put you in your place."
"Moka-san, Kurumu-chan, please stop," Tsukune voiced.
"We aren't in at the academy anymore, I've learned a few new tricks since those days," Kurumu took another step forward.
"Oh really, I'm quivering in my boots," Moka mocked with an exaggerated expression of fear.
The remark only angered the succubus more and Tsukune face palmed, realizing neither paid him any attention.
"You think you're so special dontcha? An S class vampire with all your pride and think this gives you an advantage over Tsukune, but you're wrong. You've got nothing on me," Kurumu threw out her chest as her breasts bounced up and down.
A menacing look was present in Moka's eyes and shared in her expression.
"Don't kid yourself, I've always been the front runner for Tsukune and during the time we had alone in Gotham I took his..."
"Moka-san!" Tsukune shouted in attempt to stop her from saying any more.
His heart raced like crazy and Moka bit at her tongue realizing what she was about to say. If Kurumu knew of their love making there was no telling how she might react. Kurumu's eyes fell on Tsukune and she stared him down with suspicious eyes.
"What is Moka talking about?"
"Ah, uhm...nothing," Tsukune answered innocently.
"Nothing my ass!" Kurumu ran at Tsukune and pulled at his shirt, shaking him back and forth. "Tell me Tsukune, please tell me!"
He quickly became dizzy and between her actions and the back and forth banter between the succubus and vampire, Tsukune felt like he was back in Yokai Academy as a student. The harem was alive and still going strong. Nearly half a mile away the tires of the motorcycle were flattened by bullets and Catwoman crashed into a light post! She was immediately surrounded by her attackers and laughed nervously.
"I'm sorry about the other night boys, can't we somehow make amends?"
"Hands in the air Catwoman, the Penguin would like to speak with you personally," one gunman said.
"Cut me some slack, I didn't steal directly from him."
"Perhaps, but you did from a business associate of his."
Most aimed their weapons at the cat burglar as she reached for the whip tied around her waist. Not a moment later gas grenades exploded over the concrete surface and everyone's vision was disrupted! Catwoman took only one step before someone grabbed at her arm and she was pulled off her feet and to the rooftops.
"Well look who it is," she gathered her balance and looked into his lens covered eyes. "My hero."
She positioned her gloved hands over the bat symbol on his chest, but he grabbed at her wrists and removed them.
"Why were they after you?" Batman glared. "Those were Penguin's men."
"It's my business," she stepped away. "What is it to you?"
A second of silence followed and the masked hero groaned.
"I don't want to see you get hurt, but you constantly involve yourself with the wrong people and put yourself in dangerous situations."
"We both live on the edge bat, you're no different," Catwoman replied.
"Selina, my way of life is entirely different and you know it."
The cat thief moved in beside him and kissed at his cheek before slowly walking toward the ledge.
"Thanks for the assist, but the night is young and my appetite is far from satisfied."
She took off to the nearest roof using her whip and disappeared into the shadows.
"There you are," a voice spoke from his backside. "You wanted to talk?"
"Yes," Batman faced the individual. "Where is Red Robin?"
"Don't know, what's so urgent?" Nightwing asked.
"I hope your passport hasn't expired, we're going on a trip," Batman replied.
"A vacation huh, I've been needing one of those."
"It's a business trip. I gained intel of a Valdro Zumas a little over two hours ago and since then I've dug deeper."
"And?"
"I have a pretty good idea where the first of the eight Drocgoeus is being held, but so too does Kiria Yoshii. We must get to it before Fairy Tale," Batman replied.
"Wait, rewind, you've found one? How?!"
To be continued
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