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Clash of Realms
CHP24: Akasha's Decision

It took a couple payoffs and going about things with extreme caution but Prince Arlo managed to get exactly what he wanted with Luke suited up in his gear and Dinah also retaining her attire she arrived in. Just as Luke was told the suit had been kept in good condition and it wasn't much longer after this that the assembly set off together with Arlo leading the way. The mercenaries were paid handsomely in advance and another small bonus portion if they were to successfully complete the mission. It had been over two hours from when they began their voyage and found themselves deep in a forest and Arlo holding onto a special magical pad leading them exactly to where they needed to go. Each was on horseback and riding through the forest like environment and that's when it happened, a deafening crack of thunder rolled across the forest as a small flicker of light appeared in front of one of the group illuminating and the enemy in plain view from every which direction wherever they looked.
"We're surrounded prepare yourselves, it's them!" Arlo shouted.
The first part of his sentence was inaudible due to a loud crack of thunder and the sound. Another close beside him took a drag of the cigarette he had just lit, the ash of which glowed in the night. The attackers moved in on them and fast, seemingly five attackers for every one of them. Arlo and the mercenaries included immediately recognized the attackers as members of the Xsouvizs by just their attire, and each of them an ogre in different size and shade.
The battle was immediate as both sides clashed and the mercenaries were quickly crumbling and the ogres overpowering and outnumbering them. Black Canary used her canary cry to hold them at bay and knocking them off their feet, as Batwing took to the air with his wings and firing down projectiles over them. It didn't seem to matter what they did as the sheer numbers and skill of the Xsouviz was proving too much to overcome. The mercenaries were just about defenseless against the onslaught of the ogres and Arlo even doubted his decision. There wasn't much time for him to dwell over or regret as then came a lone figure dashing from out of the darkness. She was dressed in a red tunic, black skirt and her long green hair tied in pigtails by two red bows. Her blood red eyes were vibrant and even glowing as she zipped downward and her inner yokai and aura pouring outward as she powered herself up! It was a massive heaviness that quaked the bodies of all in the area.
And it was the her unexpected speed that shook the entire battle field as she buried her fangs into the throat of one ogre, pulling back and ripping out his entire throat as his blood spattered everywhere! She then punched into the chest of another and ripping out his heart before crushing it in her hands! Two other came at her from different sides swinging blades and the vampire snapping the neck of one and taking hold of his sword as his body fell back and slicing off the head of the other as his blood spewed outward. Her speed and power completely trounced the enemy as she then sliced open the neck of another and his blood shooting out over her as she then crushed the skull of another just using her elbow. Others of the mercenaries with, Batwing, Black Canary and Arlo joined her as they now knew the advantage was heavily in their corner. Prince Arlo felt the sting as an enemy projectile struck his body, this one hitting his left bicep. Arlo wondered, briefly, what it was about that particular area of his anatomy that seemed to draw enemy fire. This had to be at least the ninth time he had been hit in that specific spot in his last handful of battles.
From behind him he heard a groan and he spun around just in time to witness one of the mercenaries take an arrow to the head as his body fell to the ground. This one was on his face, just by his right eye.
"Ouch" Arlo grimaced with a shiver. "That looks like it hurt like hell!"
The prince was pulled aside as a stray arrow barely grazed his right cheek and Black Canary using her canary cry on the ones responsible.
"Keep your eyes open, don't drop your guard or it might be your last act," she warned.
Arlo kept that in mind as the battle waged on and he fought close beside Canary. Everyone looked around in awe, as the enemy numbers had been cut in half and that number only kept decreasing as they were quickly gaining the advantage. Soon there were only three remaining who took off and tried to retreat but the vampire didn't allow this as she smashed two of their skulls together and biting into the left shoulder of the other and tearing in open. She watched in satisfaction as he bled out and became lifeless right in front of her eyes. Each of the ogre assassins sent to ambush them had been annihilated and everyone's eyes keyed in over the vampire who was covered in the blood of their enemies. Arlo was the one to bite over his tongue as he took a step back. Batwing hovered downward from the air and landed, and felt he might even lose his lunch from the bloody display of ferocity she just put on display.
"So this is the power and ferociousness of a vampire," his mouth dropped open in astonishment. "Miukei !"
He hadn't just beheld any vampire in action, but one of the highly regarded Asagao three and trained directly under Bloodriver Akasha! They didn't have a snowball's chance in hell of overcoming the number of Xsouvizs which surrounded them and had she arrived even a minute later they might all have been dead. The prince of elves now knew why vampires were in a class of their own alongside the other few species regarded as S class. Black Canary's body had completely froze as she hadn't seen her like that, it was like watching a predator hunt and trounce upon its prey with no way of fighting back or means of survival. The vampire was a bloody mess, but so too was the surrounding and for the first time since laying eyes on her, Luke found that he had an abundance of fear towards her. Miukei slowly turned and faced them as a majority of the mercenaries flinched and even shook.
"Did you really have to kill them?" Batwing spoke in a somewhat distorted tone just before removing the bat head gear/helmet and revealing his face. "We could have questioned them and..."
"They wouldn't have talked!" the vampire hissed, cutting him off. "The Xsouvizs are loyal savages, and if I allowed even one of them to survive and escape they would return to their master and alert him of your march. Their deaths were the only necessary solution. And you need to be out of here and return to Vindellorien!"
Miukei's eyes directly keyed in over Arlo who immediately scowled.
"I don't take orders from..."
"Silence," the vampire cut the prince off. "If you thought for even a moment you'd realize exactly what I'm about to say! This whole calculated attack was a setup and if you really take into account what the Xsouvizs want, it isn't difficult to determine what their purpose here was. The capture of you, Prince Arlo. Doing so with Isla already in their clutches in addition to you would further pressure your father into doing something he doesn't want... giving up the Lastiaz sphere."
"How do you know about that?!"
"Turn around and go home. Allow me to take your place in leading these men, I know my way around and I've got far more battle experience than anyone else combined on this field. I shall get your sister back in one piece and return her. Somehow the Xsouvizs discovered this operation of yours and readied a trap. If you continue any further you'll be playing right into their hands, trust me. They would have succeeded if not for my interference."
Arlo was with clinched fists and wanted to scream and argue but couldn't. Everything that she said and the more he thought about it seemed to be pointing in that direction. Had it been anyone else he wouldn't have listened, but she was one of the Dark Lord's disciples, well trained and qualified in dealing with dangerous tasks such as this.
"Fine, but promise me you will bring her back!" his teeth gritted.
"Promise," the vampire was with a nod of her head.
Prince Arlo could do nothing but swallow, handing her the magical tracking device and turning back the other way as he searched for and located his horse.
"One out of you should accompany him back," Miukei looked over the group. "In case he runs into trouble."
There was a single volunteer who followed after Arlo as both saddled up and were on their way.
"We shall continue for another two miles that way," Miukei looked down over the tracker. "And then set up camp and rest."
There were no arguments as those that hadn't been killed located their horse and the vampire hopping atop a spare one as they took off. The distance in question wasn't at random, Miukei knowing of a waterfall lake in that area and she badly needed cleaning up.
XXX
Ched Vlet was livid and she heard it all morning and it took a couple hours before he eventually came to a calm. From then each member that was involved in Iceland mission was summoned to his quarters but instead of finding him sitting in his chair like he normally did, Vlet was up and about, pacing around and extremely tense. Kahlua gulped at seeing him like that as he was always so calm and mild.
"As you have all come to realize, what you recovered from your most recent mission is not what you believed it to be."
Vlet was with a small device in his hand which he bounced up and down as he sided next to a table. There was a button at the center of the device that he pressed down at. Over the table were two items, very similar in appearance and even identical to the eyeball. While one was the real deal, the other was a fake and both recognized as the magical shells. Each watched Ched run the small device over both items and a loud buzz sounded only over one.
"You've all seen the example," Ched glowered over them all. "This device without a shadow of a doubt is capable of discerning any of the shells! So someone please explain to me how you lot returned with a fake?"
"I can assure you sir, the shells were there and in our hands and somewhere through the battle the Justice League or that yokai tribe must have swapped them," Kiria replied.
Ched's steps didn't slow up as he continued marching about and clearly upset with everything that happened.
"And how exactly did that happen when not a single of your underlings can recall an incident and or instant when this occurred."
"It's possible that maybe what they recovered from the underground passage were fakes," Kahlua exhaled as she shook her head. "But that seems very unlikely, I know."
"More like impossible," Circe nodded. "Each of us carried one of those things and none of them would have went off if not for the shells. Whatever went wrong happened after they resurfaced from beneath the ground."
"Who has them now bares little relevance, we must get them back no matter where they are," Kiria was with his fists tight. "Not only the league, but the Dark Lord! If she's working with them than so too is that blasted Apollo!"
There was much to ponder and discuss but there was one major point that hadn't been touched on and shocked one among them.
"We've covered much, but overlooked a single detail," Akua spoke up. "What was the Justice League even doing there? Their resourcefulness is without question but I can't be the only one that finds their untimely arrival suspect."
The space was quiet for the next couple seconds and Captain Cold being the one to break it.
"Now that you mention it, their appearance was very expedient but such a thing I've come to expect, especially with him. You wouldn't believe how many times I believe a heist wrapped up and home free and then poof, the Flash is there."
"Then we shall assume the worst and say the JLA has them and we will get them back no matter what. But to be on the safe side I want you two to return to Iceland," Ched eyed Circe and Akua. "I doubt we get this lucky, but it's worth a look."
XXX
It was out in an alleyway and a drug deal gone badly or perhaps just another set up by Arkady, a wide known mobster in the city of Terni within Italy. Arkady and his boys did away with three of them execution style, forcing them to their knees with their hands behind their backs and on Arkady's signal his men opened fire killing the three of them like they were dogs. The onlooker wasn't bothered by this, as he himself was used to violence and doing dirty work and they were his perfect target, or rather the head guy himself.
The deed was done and the bodies stashed away and rolled up in the back of a black SUV and even from where he stood the strong sweet scent of human blood circulating upward and through his nostrils caused his mouth to drool, licking at his lips. He waited patiently for the vehicle to take off and Arkady left behind just as he was hoping for. The mobster took off into a dark alley and was exactly right where the stalker wanted him just as he leaped off a roof just across the street. The city clock had just struck midnight and with a ringing sound echoing. He looked in all directions confirming he wasn't being watched, just before following his target into the alley. Arkady only managed to get one smoke off and blowing out a cloud of smoke right before picking up on the resonance of footsteps approaching from behind.
"Nice night," the individual called out to him, dressed in a light burgundy outfit.
"And you are?" Arkady posed.
The individual had long brown hair and a portion of his face on the left side was covered by it. He had dark gold colored eyes standing at 5'11 with a lean frame. A smirk shaped over his lips as he looked to the sky and seemingly paying the mob boss no attention before slowly looking back to him.
"Beautiful isn't it," he lowered his hands into his pockets. "There's nothing quite like that of a full moon, is there?"
Arkady had no response to this and instead looked to the one across from him as if he'd completely lost it and the individual only laughed.
"I could go for a midnight snack."
"What the hell..." Arkady backed up with two steps, pondering if this individual had completely lost it.
But that's when the unthinkable happened as the man across from him opened his mouth and his teeth sharpening, his muscles and body growing in size, his ears reshaping and fur covering his flesh as he grew long sharp claws! The cigarette within Arkady's mouth immediately fell from his mouth and to the ground as he screamed while the werewolf howled as its shadow loomed large over the mobster's. There was no struggle nor fight as the werewolf blitzed forward biting into the neck of its prey and snapping his neck as he did so. There was minimal blood splatter, but nothing too significant. The lifeless corpse fell to the ground and the werewolf returning to his human semblance as he took hold of the deceased's ankle and pulling him along. A moment later there was a bright flash as both disappeared.
Kingdom of Reinganar
He dragged his kill along and up the steps of the palace but did so from the backside and doors where he would not be seen. It was the birthday of Davina Arkwell, a werewolf noble much like himself. She wasn't just someone he worked closely with and respected, but they were also secret lovers and provided pleasure to one another at any chance they got. There weren't many who knew the castle well as he did, and the combined routes of the active guards. He moved quickly as he could, finding a bag to place the body inside before continuing further and to the higher levels.
At any point others nearby without question would pick up on the scent of his kill, so he made certain to moved fast and into her room where he stashed it away inside a closet and from there just waited. The wait wasn't for very long, as the mandatory weekly meeting between the royals ended within the next ten.
"Fergus," she called quietly as she entered her room. "Are you in here?"
She sniffed at the air and picking up on his scent right away as she pushed through the door. The door closed on her from behind and then came a low growl and the handsome figure of her lover, appeared.
"What's wrong darling, did the meeting not go so well?" he asked caringly.
The female werewolf somewhat shrugged.
"I don't know I guess it's just been a really long day," she replied.
Fergus walked towards her and embraced her in a tight hug. She carefully breathed in his scent and immediately relaxed. No sooner had Fergus relaxed his grip on her than there was a knock on the door.
"Yes?" she asked, annoyed with the interruption.
"Davina?" the voice of her step-father responded.
"Yes Livio I'm here," she said bowing here head respectfully.
He pushed open the door.
"I wish to speak with you regarding…." he broke off noticing that Fergus was present.
"Is this about my disagreement on the matter? You know I'm right?!" she said marching for the door.
Livio backed off with his hands out in front of him.
"It can wait, please do rest up," Livio replied. "Later when you have time."
"Yes my Lord," she replied relieved.
"To say if I agree or disagree with what you said earlier, would be premature and out of place, till then," Livio waved just before taking off.
With a deep sigh, Davina walked to her bed and slumped down beside it. Fergus gave a small chuckle and took his place on top of her enormous queen size bed. They sat in silence for a few moments before Davina started ruffling through her dresser drawers just beside the bed and looking for something more comfortable to change into. Fergus leaned back on the bed and watched her amusedly. She dug through piles of gowns, skirts, blouses and occasionally holding one up a few for Fergus to give an opinion. Davina was already fully clothes in a gray dress but she needed something more casual to change into.
"You're just like all the other gals, so much clothing," Fergus commented still watching her with an amused smile playing on his lips.
"So what if I love fashion, nothing wrong with that," she said defensively.
"The choices are way too human like," Fergus commented.
Davina ignored this comment and continued searching. Fergus gave a disapproving snort as she held up a red halter dress.
"Red is the color those vampires cherish so much, and you've got so much of it. Why?"
"Pff, I don't give a damn about the blood suckers and their likes," she replied while rolling her eyes. "And besides, I love the thrill of the hunt and feeding just as much as they do."
"Fair enough," Fergus grinned, but with something on mind with the intent to switch the subject. "And what was Livio talking about just now. What disagreement did you have with the council?"
She was with a deep sigh as she continued her search through the dresser.
"Lord Kenzie Jie, our land's so called ruler requested we make contact with the Dark Lord, Bloodriver Akasha to deal with our present dilemma that's affected our turf and Vindellorien. Dark Lord or not, we as the proud warrior species that we are can't seek her assist, that dammed blood sucker, I don't give a rats ass if she's the emperor's daughter! Her kind is so full of it and..."
"I get it, you aren't fond of em," Fergus quietly sighed. "No one around here is, but even I can respect what she's done. Not all vampires are devils, as for the assist... hell no. This mob led by the outlaw ogre will wish they hadn't messed with the likes of us!"
Fergus kept quiet after that and Davina picked a nice casual black dress to wear. It wasn't a second later that she shut her drawer that there was another knock on her door.
"Always something," she muttered to Fergus as she hopped out of bed and walked across the carpet.
Standing on the other side was none other than her mother.
"Davina I just wanted to make sure you knew that we have outside guests for dinner this evening. Be down in thirty, okay. Representatives of the Dark Lord."
"We'll be there," she looked back at Fergus. "Not interested in anything they have to say, but I'll play nice."
"Excellent," the woman continued on. "Stay professional and be on your best behavior, this is after all our king's decision to at least engage in active dialog."
Davina rolled her eyes at this and gently ushered her mother out of her room.
"I'm not here to kiss at anyone's feet," Davina looked to Fergus soon as the door shut.
He just smiled kindly and beckoned for her to come to him. She climbed on top of the bed and laid her head on his chest. Fergus took a deep breath and Davina opened her eyes to look up at him. She was stunningly gorgeous with her golden brown hair and her intense grey eyes scrutinized every detail and she pursed her full red lips in concentration. She rubbed at his muscular abs and watched the pleasure dance in his dark brown eyes. He gave a deep appreciative growl and closed them. Davina stopped rubbing his stomach and got up to turn on a record which played classical Mozart music. Fergus could hear the gentle beat of the notes filling the large room. She smiled at this and went to sit back down on the bed.
"You enjoy these human comforts far too much, my dearest," Fergus told her tenderly.
She just smiled at him as she tapped a finger over the blankets to the beat.
"What can I say, humans have good taste in fashion and music. There's no shame in enjoying them. My father felt the same before..."
Fergus nodded and watched Davina carefully for any signs of pain that sometimes appeared whenever she mentioned her biological father. This time however all was well and Fergus closed his eyes and found himself absorbed in the current tune.
Davina's father had been the leader of the Dawn Cerise pack. He had been killed eleven years back by a vampire called Bohai. It was during a time that Reinganar and Hiklorhan were really headed in the right direction until the band of rogue vampires sprung a trap, killing not only Davina's father but six additional werewolf knights and two royals. Neither side had really ever recovered from it, much as some tried.
Kenzie Jie was a tolerable leader and an okay person but many didn't always agree with him on many subjects and Davina found herself arguing with his views. Maybe she was just in a few but Davina was counting the days until the day someone else took over. Fergus perceived the intensity in her eyes and he wanted only to brighten the mood and he had just the thing. Her birthday wasn't until two days but he had the perfect birthday present and so he jumped off the bed, surprised she didn't smell it the moment she entered the room.
"Got a little something for the birthday girl," he smirked, pulling the bag to the middle of the room and unzipping it.
Davina sat up over the bed and taking a look for herself as her eyes shot open as if she'd seen a ghost.
"A human! How could you?!"
She jumped off the bed to protest but he quickly put a hand to her mouth to silence her.
"Sssshhh, I know how much you adore man... this one was one of the really bad ones. Been scouting him out for weeks, a drug lord who's preyed even on children and women. He had it coming. You've eaten one once," he looked her in the eyes. "I remembered how much you enjoyed the taste, so I brought you one. Happy early birthday, I guess."
Fergus shrugged his shoulders but was only met by a glare from his lover.
"Bad or not, it isn't your place go out hunting! Humans are off limits, the rules are pretty clear!"
"Yeah, yeah it won't happen again. But instead of all this crying and whining, let's chow down shall we? Dinner is in thirty, but you've got quite the appetite, you'll be fine."
Sour to his act, Davina looked away from him and rolled her eyes but the smell coming from the flesh caused her mouth to water. She turned and gave Fergus a kiss as both then proceeded to remove their clothing. They knew by transforming their clothes would rip and so they did away with every piece. Nudity was second nature to them, being werewolves it wasn't such a big deal. Both dropped down on all fours and transformed into their true werewolf forms and went right for the fresh kill and tearing it apart.
XXX
Marching through the snow and in high knee boots with a black cloak covering most her features, the woman moved up in front of a cabin and knocking at the door of a cabin. It was so chilly that she could see her own breath whenever she breathed. It was only after the third knock that the door opened and someone appearing through the doorway as she lowered her hood and granted entry. She stood at 5'8 with long red hair and was dressed in a dark orange tunic under the cloak, a gold necklace and brown boots. The woman was escorted by two tan toned Ogres into the next room and that's when she saw him, sitting over a rocking chair crossed legged and beside a fire place. Just as the two escorting her this singular individual was also an ogre, but his shade a dark green.
"Ilon," the woman stepped forward as he blew out a cloud of smoke.
"Cecily Hadlee," he took another whiff of the cigar which was then followed by a larger cloud than the last. "Right on time, have you done your part?"
"To perfection sir," the female elf smiled devilishly. "No one in the Vindellorien ranks has any clue of my involvement with you bunch, not even lady Isla. Where are your men holding her?"
Ilon rocked back and forth over the chair as he let out a sigh.
"Some facility miles from here, surrounded by many of my Xsouviz and I've instructed them to keep their hands off her for the time being. And what of Prince Arlo, has he taken the bait?" the Ogre asked.
Cecily was with a grin and nod of her head.
"As predicted Arlo did exactly as I said he would and has already assembled a squad of mercenaries and is advancing to Isla's position as we speak. I had the liberty of scouting out each and every one of his recruits and there is none among them that can stand to the Xsouvizs. King Delbert hasn't the slightest clue as to what his own son is plotting behind his own back which plays right into our favor."
The female elf was with a map which she tossed to Ilon and the Ogre looking it over and especially paying close attention to the marked off sections.
"From what I gathered from the prince, there is a trail they will stick to, but I don't the whereabouts of Isla so I can't specify the best point of ambush. I'll leave that up to you and your posse. Capture the prince and take him prisoner as you have her, Delbert's first son. His apprehension would give you exactly the leverage you need, the king might never claim so but there is nothing or no one he holds dearer than his son. We take hold of him and threaten to kill both his children and it'll force Delbert's hand... no matter how much he wants to uphold the law he shall fold. He'll give us exactly what we need, the Lastiaz sphere of Vindellorien."
Ilon smiled with a laugh as he stared upward at Cecily.
"You've done great work, you shall be compensated accordingly at the conclusion of this all. However, should it fail then you shall be punished so for your sake this better work. But in the meantime, how about a drink?"
"After such a long travel I could use one, fill me up. Have you well-versed your buddy over at Fairy Tale what's happening, Yoshii Kiria is it?"
"When the job is done, no time sooner. I don't work for he or Fairy Tale, what I do is independent of their operation and I only collaborate with that lot because of common goals."
With a quick snap of his finger Ilon gestured to one of his guards standing around who recovered two glasses and filled both. One was handed to Cecily and the other Ilon, clashing their glasses together as both downed what was inside.
XXX
A vampire maiden walked about with a manifestation akin to someone in their mid to late forties named Kikue who worked for a number of other vampire royal families. She sat in the library with a book on her knee and a cup of tea in hand. Everyone returned from the party event with Bruce, Tsukune and Moka arriving through the front doors of the Bloodriver castle. Selene met with them just as they did and with a smirk over her lips.
"How was your night out?" the purple haired vampire studied them.
"Fabulous," Tsukune held hands with Moka and looking to his wife from the crook of his eye and with a gauche smirk. "Gotta get out more often."
Moka allocated a similar mien and this didn't go unseen by Selene who was with a soundless chortle. Both vampires were with the same thing on mind, recalling the amazing bathroom sex and Moka leaning up against Tsukune with her head over his shoulder. Kurumu and everyone separated from them at the conclusion of the party as everyone went their separate ways.
"When did you get back?" Bruce directed the question at the medic.
"Just over a few minutes ago, I've barely had time to settle in. I was on my way to check on your girl, I don't believe Akasha-sama has yet returned from the office."
"Really?" Tsukune raised a brow. "It's already after one in the morning, what in the world could she be doing out so late?"
"Much, Tsukune. Her duties aren't restricted to the kingdom of Hiklorhan, as she's also a Dark Lord. This is something you already know, but I'll say it anyway. Apollo looks over everything on a larger scale and called upon with the most critical realm threats, Akasha in most cases will be reached out to with quandaries beneath that. None of you can begin to understand the capacity of what is expected of her day in and out, let alone our emperor."
"I know, didn't mean it like that," Tsukune shook his head.
A loud rocking sound redirected their attention as they took off towards the closes library. Selene was out front and spotted Kikue, but with a frown. From her knowledge, Kikue was supposed to have been looking over Sasha and running rounds every ten minutes or so to check on her. Kikue looked to have made her way through an entire tray of scones and half a pot of tea and did not look like she'd been anywhere near the young vampire and outwardly caught up in an tabloid she was reading.
"I find this lack of doing as you were told quite troubling?" Selene halfway growled at Kikue who looked up, unconcerned. "When is the last time you checked up on Lady Sasha as you were instructed?"
"Those duties have been relinquished," the vampire lowered her reading material. "I was told to go and rest up, ma'am,"
"By?" the medic shot back.
"Queen Akasha," Kikue replied. "Yet after such a long stressful night, she's still so delightful."
Moka smiled and Kikue doing the same as though it was something known only by those closes to her. This also established the Dark Lord had returned. A woman of high prominence and one of the most influential figures in the yokai realm and still managed to spend an inordinate amount of time with family and persons most important to her. She argued down oppositions and fought against the realm's most powerful monsters but she could still be convinced into wearing dolly attire to attend high tea parties with a three year olds. The group of four were quickly up the steps a couple floors and standing in front of the open door to Sasha's room. Akasha was cuddled up next to Sasha and tickling the child who giggled. She was dressed in a dark blue nightgown and Sasha in bright orange pajamas.
"Momma too much, stop!"
Selene felt warmth in her heart seeing them and hoped there were other children out there who were as lucky to be cared for and loved the way Akasha loved her children. The four watched silently for a while before Tsukune, Moka and Selene all took off and leaving Bruce. The entire time Bruce just stood there and watched but didn't move, watching Sasha select a book and Akasha twisted up next to her and reading. She was reading Glorious Pack of the Island, a vampire classic.
Bruce slowly pushed through opening the door and Akasha looking up at him but didn't stop reading. She shifted and leaned against the headboard. Sasha was almost half asleep, leaning against her mother's side. It was only a moment later that she noticed her father approaching and yawned.
"Hiya daddy," Sasha waved.
Akasha paused as he came towards them and Bruce curved the girl's hair back from her sleepy face. Akasha patted over the bed and moving over somewhat to give Bruce room to lay beside her at the top of the bed. She propped back and settled Sasha against her chest. The child shifted as she again yawned. Akasha kissed at her forehead before continuing with an arm wrapped around her. While she read Bruce listened, and even caught on to aspects of the story. And while she read, they caught one another's eye; Akasha moderately looking his way and a grin from both. After just a few pages Sasha dozed off and snoring very gently and Akasha marked the page setting the book aside. Taking hold of Sasha, she lowered her head over the pillow and pulled the blanket up over her body.
"Despite her tough upbringing under Fairy Tale, she really has turned out to be really lovely," Akasha spoke faintly as she patted Sasha over the head.
"Agreed," Bruce whispered with a nod. "She found us when she needed to. A couple more years of that life and it might have been different."
After Akasha finished tucking in Sasha, she and Bruce moved and sitting over the edge of the bed. There was a rocking horse in a corner of the room that Sasha used occasionally and then a table with her practice swords and daggers laid out. Stuffed animals were displayed neatly against the wall to their left. And lastly was a bookshelf loaded with hardcovers of all genres. Everything was neat and orderly. Sasha had learned to clean up and stay tidy during her years with Fairy Tale.
"She's so adorable like this," Akasha looked back at her. "Not that she isn't when up and about. At times though she's willful and difficult to keep grounded. I do wonder which of us she inherited that from."
Akasha's eyes were over the bedspread as she slowly looked up at Bruce and both laughed.
"She's your daughter," Bruce was with his arms out behind him.
"And yours. Maybe we should ship her off and try again," Akasha said lightheartedly.
"Do that and I'll be your worst nightmare," Bruce glared but with a chuckle.
The two laughed together again as Akasha then moved in closer beside him and with her hand lowered atop his.
"Tired?" she asked.
"No, it's way early."
The Dark Lord laughed, knowing this was in reference to his late nights in Gotham and patrolling.
"There's something I need to tell you," she whispered.
Slightly pivoting, Bruce looked her in the face.
"What?"
"I have not yet told anyone as I barely just came to this conclusion, but here goes," she took a deep breath. "My engagement to Colton, I... I'm calling it off."
She was with her eyes closed as she shook her head and Bruce swallowing back.
"He doesn't know and I won't announce it until he and I next speak. To do so now wouldn't be ideal, and I shouldn't have told you until after your test. I hope this won't be a distraction, and if it helps I won't make the announcement until your time here is complete. I believe in you and for that I have no doubt you'll pass whatever father throws out at you. I'll set up a meet with Colton at the end of the week and that'll be it. You're the only person other than myself that knows. This choice will cause immense recoil, business cohorts and investors of the Orsic's won't be thrilled and heads will turn. I can't imagine how disappointed he and others that were for this will react, but there will be others just as thrilled. Others will pour in with the opportunity to try and take my hand in marriage, a storm I so loathe. Colton won't gain the power, position and authority he was so looking forward to and that burns. Our arrangement was never really about love," Akasha sighed. "I'm putting myself in a very unfavorable spot by doing this."
"Then why?" Bruce stared into her eyes.
There wasn't an immediate response and that wasn't shocking.
"I've done noble things and inspired many along the way but I've also had hiccups, but I won't make this one. Despite how much the union would benefit us, I can't bring myself to do it. Living in regret and thoughts of what ifs isn't living at all, and most notably I don't love him, but I do... love you."
She looked to the ground as her legs swayed and her cheeks pink but then her gaze slowly returned to his. None of this was a shocker to him and even if she hadn't come out and said it, he was intuitive and from the very first day she returned to the manor he saw it in her eyes. There was something there, but at the time he didn't know how deep it went.
"This forces you into a corner, I suppose. You're with her, if you consider what you and she have. Better to go down fighting for someone you love, than to not try at all."
The vampire massaged her hand over his leg with their eyes meshed, and oddly Bruce was cemented to her and unmoving. Something changed and at the root of it was what she did in Iceland, almost losing her life.
"Ooohhh, getting a little bit cozy," Morrigan appeared through the open doorway. "Aren't you just the sneaky little one?"
Akasha immediately jumped away from him and her hands over her knees and a look of embarrassment as Morrigan walked through with a chuckle and Bruce stood.
"Nothing happened."
"I know," she smiled at him. "I heard all there was to here, and even if you did I wouldn't have held it against you."
Bruce's eyes tapered at this statement, but the succubi's eyes and focus primarily over Akasha.
"So you've decided to cut tides with your fiancé?" Morrigan applauded the vampire as she took a few steps. "To make such a verdict must not have been easy, especially with all that's attached. About time you're finally being honest with yourself, only the truth can set you free, and I've known for a while."
Akasha slowly looked up at the succubus but blinking a few times.
"I saw and felt it all over when you first visited my apartment in Gotham. The second I started talking about him, I won't forget how your eyes jazzed up," Morrigan only somewhat looked to Bruce.
He stood still without movement.
"If you don't mind I'd like to talk in private," Morrigan's gaze was locked with Bloodriver. "With you."
For a moment the Dark Lord was hesitant, but just as quickly stood and sided with Morrigan who she followed out of the room. Bruce dropped back and sitting over the bed as he ran both hands over his face and exhaled, trying to figure what the hell just happened. The vampire followed Morrigan down the hall where they walked and when they were faraway enough the succubus spoke.
"So that happened."
"Yes," Akasha nodded. "Yes it did."
"You still love him, did you ever stop?"
A moment of silence came over them as Akasha slowly nodded.
"I thought maybe I had put it behind me, but I was wrong," she whispered.
They continued further down the hall and didn't talk right before turning a corner where they leaned beside a wall.
"I would ask what you plan to do and your intents, but I think I've got a pretty good indication of that. You know there's no way I'm backing off, dontcha?"
"Obviously," Akasha was with a nod as she looked Morrigan in the eyes. "But I wouldn't have done this and left myself so vulnerable if I weren't serious about him. I see only one goal, and I'll do whatever necessary to make him see that what I feel is real... even if it means doing something drastic."
Morrigan chuckled with a hand rested up against the wall to Akasha's left.
"Sorry hun, but I'm not going anywhere. I'm clanged to him like super glue, but I do appreciate your resolve and poise," Morrigan whispered into Akasha's ear with her chin laid out over her shoulder. "But I love you Akasha, you're like family. Maybe, just maybe if you're a good girl I might consider a proposal."
It was Akasha's turn to laugh as she moved away from Morrigan.
"No," the Dark Lord shook her head. "I want one thing... and that doesn't involve you or anyone else. Only he and I, together; just as we were. Seeing you get hurt isn't what I want, so I'm glad you found out this way, so at least you'll see it coming."
Falling back and with a hand gliding through her hair, Morrigan didn't just laugh but did so historically. Akasha grumbled under her breath but said nothing until Morrigan settled.
"Sweetheart, you really are quite the comedian. Talking like you're somehow in control and that he'll just be yours in the snap of a finger, news flash hun, things are different now. And you have the wrong idea, when I said a proposal that included only physical aspects of pleasure. He would be mine and I'd allow you to join us in bed."
"So shameful," Akasha scorned. "You think I'd play second fiddle or be the sharing type? You're woefully mistaking and delusional. There's no ring on your finger, so he's fair game."
"Issuing a contest!?" Morrigan chirped with excitement. "That is quite the look on you, being so unswerving and right to the point. But you're forgetting one important detail, he isn't in love with you anymore."
Makai's queen again moved up on Akasha, and again with her lips beside the Dark Lord's ear.
"Your best bet is as a side dish," she giggled.
The vampire's skin groveled at just the declaration of this as she pushed away from the wall.
"Maybe not yet, but he doesn't hate me either. You think I'd make such a substantial move to be second to another, don't flatter yourself. I really don't want this to destroy our bond no matter what, it's just that I love him. Withdrawing from Colton is the only way to establish I'm serious about this. And even if it doesn't work I'll be happier knowing that I tried," the vampire pronounced. "And what about you, do you love him… or is this all just a one step at a time?"
The succubus backed off as her shoulders tightened and her eyes over Akasha whose gaze had was over the ground. This certainly was unexpected. Akasha had completely turned the tables and the pressure on her. But even she didn't have an answer as she breathed out. And then came something unexpected as Morrigan threw herself forward and her arms wrapped around Akasha.
"I'll adore you no matter what," the succubus rubbed the side of her face against Akasha's. "But if you want I'll forward you a tape from the honeymoon of our love making, that way you can experience it for yourself."
Akasha playfully slapped at Morrigan's arm as she giggled.
"You're so outrageous, you know," the vampire embraced her tightly. "But I love you too."
The two queens shared a laugh together just before Morrigan again backed off but gently taking hold of Akasha's hands.
"You've been working so hard since your return to the throne, we need to get you out. How about a girls night out... we could set it for the same night after his test?"
This was certainly a surprise but a good one, especially considering the thing or rather the person they were both after.
"I think so, that would be nice. No promises though, I must first double check my office schedule and inquiries from other lands. But sometime in the evening should work."
The two smiled at each other and by then Bruce was out of Sasha's room and the light clicked off as he slowly closed it. He only barely made his way to the main level and into the kitchen where he recovered a carton of vegetable juice and poured it into the glass as steps moved up on him from behind.
"Moka."
"Hi," she walked into the kitchen area beside him. "There's something I've really been meaning to ask."
Bruce took a sip of what was inside the glass and set it aside.
"Ask away."
She was finding this more difficult to do than she originally thought and even fiddling with her fingers and scratching at the surface of her skirt. It didn't take much for Bruce to detect and notice the restlessness in not only her stance but her gaze.
"You see, it's about..."
"Moka-san," Tsukune called out to Moka and cutting her off. "There you are, I suppose we should stay in one of the guest rooms tonight. No point taking off this late."
"Yeah," Moka took hold of Tsukune's hand and pulled him away from the kitchen and towards the nearest set of steps before she looked back at Bruce over her shoulder. "We'll talk later."
Moka then focused in over her husband.
"Wanna finish where we left off?"
She purred into his ear and Tsukune responded by kissing at the side of her neck. Bruce watched them disappear around the corner, and pondering what Moka wanted to ask but shrugged the idea off as he drank what was inside the glass.
XXX
Miukei led Black Canary and CO to the agreed upon rest point and from there they set up camp. While they did that the vampire took off on her own and no one paid it attention as they were too busy settling in. There was however one that followed after her, but did so from a distance. He hadn't any clue what he was walking into and by the time he realized it was too late as she had stripped down and entirely nude. The waterfall was just out in front of her as she stepped out into the pond, but not before tossing and filling it with dozens of herb plants. Afterwards she stepped in and with the bows removed out of her hair. He watched her hair wave back and forth over her lower back, much longer than he realized.
The vampire dove forward in a sizeable splash as her body disappeared for a few moments while Miukei's body dipped under entirely. The vampire reemerged seconds later and throwing her hair back as water splattered everywhere and even trickling downward over her flesh. Seeing her like that in all her natural beauty brought about mixed feelings. Physically she was glamorous in every sense, but he just witnessed her true predator nature and the way she literally tore through their enemies like a savage beast. It was difficult to say if he was attracted or terrified of her. With a deep sigh he took off and returned to campsite but away from the group. He settled in over a hill not far from everyone.
For what felt like an hour he just sat there on his own, staring into the moon and stars thinking about everything and for a moment he even thought his brain might explode from an overload. He removed the bat head gear from his face and could then feel the entire environment and breeze over his face. Then came a clicking sound which was faint initially but then became louder with each second that passed and he soon determined it was the sound of footsteps. Luke only halfway got his head around as she approached and standing no more than a foot from where he sat.
"Want some company?" she looked down over him. "What's with that look, don't be so crude."
The vampire sat down beside him with her legs crossed and staring up at the sky.
"Did you enjoy the view?" she asked, but her gaze lodged over the stars.
"It's a beautiful night, who wouldn't?"
"Not what I meant, dimwit. You watched me bathe, I felt you. It's difficult to sneak up on a vampire that's so in tuned with her environment. Were your feelings of desire and lust, did you think dirty thoughts?" Miukei said coyly.
Luke bit back but without a response and the vampire expected this.
"What happens when we get there; waltz right into where they're holding the lieutenant general and take them out. Not plausible I'd say, they'd expect and would have planned for something like that. I say once we find the place we take time to inspect and evaluate from a distance before moving in."
"A strategic approach," the vampire smirked. "Reminds me of Lailay, sounds like something she would say. Perhaps leadership of this operation will be shared. Most importantly we cannot tip them off that we're coming, especially when we get near."
Every word of what she said was accurate and most importantly without being said was the element of surprise. They needed to maintain it for long as they could. The pressure would truly rise the further they traveled and the closer they got.
"What are you…"
Luke bit over his tongue as the vampire leaned back and over him.
"Sssshhhh," she whispered. "You'll kill the mood. Enjoy the moment, Fox. It's quiet, no violence and delightful. You just never know when it might end."
She made herself comfortable over him and massaging a hand over his knee, which sent a shiver up his spine. Whether this was her stab at affection or a tease was a mystery but he didn't stop her. Having her up against him like that and taking in her natural sweet scent rid him of his worries and stresses.
XXX
He walked around within one of the many gardens inside his estate and his hands situated inside the pockets of his robe. The sun was out and it was quite the beautiful afternoon and that's where Eris spotted and called out to her master. The emperor seemed to be in a cheerful mood as he was all smiles as Eris moved up on him.
"Eris," the harbinger smiled at his attendant. "How do you do?"
She smiled only for a moment as she sided next to him and they walked side by side through the garden.
"Anything new with your investigations?"
"Very slow progress I'm afraid," Apollo shook his head. "Determining the ones responsible that is, but I did however stumble over some interesting details.
The Valkyrie looked to him with interest and her arms down by her sides.
"And that is?"
"It has very much to do with the battle field and some of the damages and what was left behind. For starters I received a full report and breakdown from Ramses and his unit on their findings and what came back was really quite intriguing, especially from points of detonation."
This citation drew her.
"Obsidi Plato Ramses's report was in depth and precise, but as I was saying with the point of ignition, massive energy signatures were left behind. Couple that with the report of so many that have stated time and again they were incapable of seeing the enemies aside from its leading general leads me to believe ghosts were involved. Even so, more should have been left behind. These hundreds of crooks are clever and trained well to do what they did without so much a trace left. There is one detail that however bothers me."
Eris continued listening as her master went on.
"The one at the heart of it, clad in red and black. He exposed himself, why? Staying hidden would have benefitted them all."
"Perhaps to draw the attention away from the others, so that they may free the prisoners with the primary threats engaged with himself."
Apollo fumbled around with many ideas including this one exact, but had yet to confirm a thing. They walked along, just a little further and that's when a woman appeared out in front of them, dressed casually and with shoulder length, light brown hair and dark colored eyes.
"Great to see you up and about," Apollo tilted his head. "Good evening."
"Good evening to you as well, sir. Is it true that she'll be returning soon, will I get the chance to face her?"
"Yes," Apollo lowered a hand over the woman's shoulder. "The time has come."
She was relieved to hear this and bowed her head just before taking off on her own once more, while Eris and Apollo continued on. And even as they did his attendant could sense that something just wasn't right about him, his intensity seemed to be heavier than it normally was.
"Master, are you…"
"Jitoshi Ichiro, Luria Patra, Lucius Aurelius, Golgotha Mortainus, Eleonora Moretti and Alwin Fischer," Apollo grimaced as he uttered each name.
Those were the six escapees of the night in Lagooz, all high rated criminals to the realm. Eris was with a sigh, knowing the longer they were out there and free, the more it would eat at her master. None had yet to make a move surprisingly but that wouldn't last for much longer and that's what ached Apollo.
XXX
Therewas a hand over her and it was curled possessively against her skin, cupping her body just below her belly button. Hmm. It was nice there, she decided hazily. It could stay while she woke up more.
The vampire was so comfortable; that boneless languor that comes with being warm and happy weighed in every limb and she wasn't ready to move. She nuzzled a bit into the pillow, and in doing so realized that it wasn't a pillow at all, but a bicep presumably belonging to her lover and mate.
Her eyes drifted shut again; the heat radiating off the man behind her was just too soothing for words. It was a nice bicep, and it was doing an excellent job as her headrest, so she rewarded it with a brush of her lips before she settled back into the crook of it. The action seemed to rouse the man behind her, feeling him shift, using the arm around her to pull her more fully against him. She loved snuggling and this was the absolute best. He mumbled something incoherent, and goose bumps sprung up when she felt the rumble of it against her back. The vampire reached down, mostly back to sleep by now, to pull the blankets up over them both. Firm lips pressed to her neck, she assumed in thanks. She twisted her fingers through the ones on her stomach, and smiled, not knowing why.
"Morning, Moka-san."
"Shut up, Tsukune," Moka looked to the clock in front of her. "It's six in the morning. Go back to sleep."
She shifted somewhat, staring at him over her shoulder and giving him a kiss. Both snuggled up close to each other and Tsukune with a smile as he wrapped his arms around Moka and his eyes closing shortly thereafter.
To be continued
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