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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
CHP41: Undying Love

"Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, welcome to another addition of Gotham's very own poster boy, hehe, that's right the one and only cooler than ice, Joker! And as you can see behind me I've got a couple unfortunate Gotham mites, well depending on which way you look at it," the Joker lowered the handheld camera giving viewers a close up of a pit of blades beneath the hostages hanging from the ceiling. "Their fate rests in the hands of this city's biggest cancer, outlaw, fraud, wannabe cop, yes that's right…the Batman. No cops, no outside interferences or the poor hostages die. The game is simple Batman, show up here and I have twelve questions, twelve questions only…all in relation to our passed encounters. Answer correctly and the twelve of them walk out of here in one piece, but for every question you answer wrong I drop one, oh and if you choose not to play I drop them all in! You have exactly an hour before its game over."
His face filled every major news station as citizens watched in terror. Both Tsukune and Batman witnessed this exact telecast and given the situation the headmaster of yokai academy back off at the caped crusader's request. Such a situation could ultimately expose Tsukune to the public in the absolute worse way and so the decision from both ends was a no brainer. From then the night had grown cold and foggy within the city as police vehicles scattered in front of a museum which had been the broadcast site of the demented maniac clown, news teams already on scene as well.
"What's the situation Jonna, has that maniac made any demands?" Gordon sneered.
The officer beside him breathed deeply before letting out a sigh.
"Unfortunately the situation is more complicated than we originally thought." Jonna responded. "It isn't just the Joker held up in there, but Jonathan Crane as well."
"The Scarecrow," Gordon tightened his fists. "It's clear this whole thing was set up by the Joker and Crane just playing along as a recruit, this whole gig has his name written all over it. Question is just how many more of those crazies are involved and inside the building." Gordon snapped.
"Whatever we plan to do it needs to happen fast because whenever the Joker is involved things don't end so good…still can't believe I transferred to this city," Jonna ran a hand over her face. "I was better off in Minnesota."
"Perhaps, but you're here now and there's no changing that." Gordon said while walking away.
Many of the surrounding newscasters had already gone live and were covering the story of what was unfolding behind them with even more police vehicles and fire trucks surrounding the area. From up high a dark figure glided down and landed in front of both Jonna and the commissioner.
"Batman, its Batman!" Jonna shrieked with wide eyes.
"Yes it is, try not to be so alarmed." Gordon removed his glasses from his eyes and wiped them down with a piece of cloth before again lowering them over his nose. "He is after all one of the good guys."
"Has anything changed?" Batman questioned in a raspy voice.
"Not since his little televised broadcast and let me tell yah, he's got so many scared out of their minds there was an increase of citizens leaving town." Gordon exclaimed.
"The Joker called me out directly," Batman glared.
"It's a trap and if you go in alone you'll be playing right into his hands, he expects this. Scarecrow his been confirmed as being inside but that doesn't account for…" Gordon said with a weary voice.
"I know it's another one of his traps but I know the way he thinks and I'll beat him at his own game, no matter how who or how many players he's brought to the table. If we do it his way he'll leave the hostages unharmed, I have to do this alone." Batman replied.
The commissioner expected these exact words to come out of the dark knight's mouth and so he said nothing with no counter as he knew it was pointless. When the Batman had made up his mind it was very rarely that he changed it.
"Well then, I guess all I can say is good luck…we'll hold the perimeter and soon as the hostages are secure we'll storm the building. You aren't alone in this."
With confidence and command in his steps Batman moved passed the two GCPD officials and made his way out passed the remaining police vehicles and out into the middle of the street where the camera's keyed in on him and the dark knight occupying the television screens of Gotham's citizens.
"Here he comes, here he comes, hurray and now the party begins!" the Joker's voice returned as the double doors to the museum opened and Batman entered.
The doors immediately closed behind him as he slowly walked into the main space, fully expecting a full out attack and when that didn't happen he turned his attention to the hidden panel beneath his gauntlet. Rescuing the mayor and hostages was top priority, while the clown prince of crime and anyone else in on the abductions would be dealt with after. First and foremost he wanted to put an end to the circus show that the situation had turned to and so he took control of the bat plane manually which flew over the building from high and then pressed down on the side of his cowl.
"Alfred I need you to do something for me."
"Anything sir, what do you need?"
"The plane is already in position, I need you to lock in on a single of the cameras over the roof and connect wirelessly. Once you done that use the bat planes disrupter and…"
"Put an end to the live broadcast," Alfred interjected. "Right on it sir, it'll just be a minute."
"Thanks," Batman simply said before ending the conversation.
"Ah... and so Batman has you come to play!" Scarecrow chuckled coming into view over a staircase out in front of Batman. His psychotic eyes stared down seemingly trying to dive into Batman's very soul, as he clapped his hands together. "Gentlemen, how about you make our guest feel right at home."
And just like that Batman was surrounded as men carrying crowbars, baseball bats and other weapons rushed into the room and charging Batman from a couple different entrances. The caped crusader glared as he threw down three smoke bombs and flipped out of place as they moved in on him. As he'd done time after time Batman made short work of the inferior opponents he barely managed to land very much hits and in seeing what was likely to be the outcome Crane grimaced as he took off down the steps and after Batman. Scarecrow joined his men in charging the dark knight and not a moment later a nearby window crashed through as a lone figure came down over his attackers. She was dressed in brown armor, gray boots and gloves, purple bat symbol over the chest with cape and cowl.
"Vampire Bat," Batman whispered her name.
With the Joker involved this was something he wanted to handle on his own and Moka being there meant one of two things. Either Tsukune called her up or more likely she witnessed the live telecast and came running to the scene. He didn't have much an opportunity to think it over as Scarecrow tried hitting him with a dose of his latest fear toxin. Batman grabbed Scarecrow's wrist, twisting it around and smashing him head first into the ground. Of course the villain's henchmen quickly moved in on Batman, swinging their weapons around but Vampire Bat quickly moved in closer to him as they fought them off together. Crane slowly stood and shook himself off/
"Why fight it Batman, you must embrace your greatest failures and fears and my toxin will take you to these places, your lowest of low?" Scarecrow screamed with laughter.
With his dosage ready he moved in on the dark knight spraying the poison out over him, but Batman swiftly dodged and instead it was Vampire Bat that took the gas to the face. All in one instant the effects took over her mind as she dropped to her knees. The effects were immediate and she was seeing things that were worse than any nightmare she'd ever dreamed. First it was Kokoa being ripped in half by Alucard's tentacles and then devoured, and then came her father and all her friends tied to large logs as they were burned alive and screamed the entire time. And lastly was Tsukune tied down and forced into a casket as he screamed out to Moka before the casket was dropped into the ocean.
"No, noooooooooooo, Tsukune!" the vampire lost it screaming frantically.
Batman swiftly acted opening a compartment inside his belt, ready for instances just as this and took out a small needle filled with a dark blue substance and stabbed it into the side of Moka's arm and injected it.
"It's too late for her, Batman!" Scarecrow laughed.
"For her no, for you…" Batman shouted spinning around. "Yes!"
Batman grabbed hold of his head and smashed it into a nearby wall where he fell to the ground seeing stars.
"It's the bat!" more Henchman stormed the room.
Batman was in no mood for games and so he locked in on them with clinched fists. More so than their allies before them he took them down with raw power, speed and force as they dropped one after another and when finished he turned his attention to the vampire who was still on her knees.
"Akashiya, are you alright?" he dropped down beside her.
"I…I think so," she responded as she ran a hand over the side of her face. "What happened?"
"You were poisoned by Scarecrow's toxin," Batman pointed to the villain who laid out on his side in pain. "Whatever you saw wasn't real, it was all because of the poison…but that aside you've recovered fast, your vampire blood I assume. For someone that's been exposed to his toxin for the first time, recovery usually takes hours."
"You were carrying an antidote?" Vampire Bat asked.
Batman simply nodded before focusing on Crane and grabbing at the collar of his white lab jacket.
"Where's Joker?!" Batman demanded with fury in his eyes.
"He's... one level up and with the hostages," Scarecrow said weakly.
"Thanks," Batman said as he reached back with his arm ready to knock the criminal out cold.
"No," Vampire Bat took hold of his wrist and lowered his arm. "Let me."
Seeing that she needed and wanted it, Batman moved aside as Moka took hold of Crane and punched him out cold.
"That felt good," Moka grinned.
"Did you speak with Tsukune?" Batman looked her in the eyes.
"Not since earlier in the day," she looked him over curiously. "Why, is there something he was supposed to tell me?"
"No, it's nothing… let's move."
After cuffing the villain both Batman and Vampire Bat took off up the nearest staircase and as they made their way through the halls they were met by booby-traps and additional henchmen, but this time some carried automatics. Just as though before them they were no match for the duo. It was the last room down the hall where the criminal mastermind lurked and it was a combination kick by both Vampire Bat and Batman that put a singular gunman through the door and Joker emerged from a corner of the room laughing.
"And our primary contestant makes his entrance and," the clown prince of crime quieted as he set eyes on the one opposite of the dark knight. "Well batsie I must say I like this one, the original invite was for one but she fits the flying rodent description so I'll let it pass. Might have to change the subject matter of the questions however."
"There will be none of that, it's over let them go!" Batman snarled looking to the twelve hostages hanging from the ceiling with the mayor included and a pit of spikes beneath them. "I won't ask again!"
"Oh batsie where's the fun in that?" The Joker laughed. "It's simple play the game and…"
"Sir, sorry to bother but…"
"What is it?!" Joker shouted at the henchman.
"The broadcast is down sir, we're no longer live and…"
With a handgun Joker shot the individual directly in the head and laughed historically as his body dropped to the ground. His eyes then directly shifted to Batman who he believed to be the guilty party. The entire time Vampire Bat couldn't wrap her mind around the idea that this psycho had just shot one of his own men dead for absolutely no reason.
"Always trying to ruin the fun, this could have been a face off for the ages for you and I but noooo! I've always hated your guts bats, but hey hehe there's always next time." Joker laughed as he pulled out a small device.
This very object was dislodged from Joker's grasp by a single batarang.
"Always so quick on the draw, that's what I love about you bats, but I came prepared this time."
Joker pulled open a small section over his belt buckle and pressed down over a button and right away the hostages hanging from the ceiling were dropped.
"Noo!" Batman shouted.
Having been fully alert with heightened reflexes and reaction speed Vampire Bat had already take off with her wings expanded and grabbed hold of the rope each of the hostages were connected to nearly fifteen feet away and she had more than enough strength to hold them upright and fly them over the pit and too safety. The Joker couldn't believe his eyes and how badly his scheme had fallen apart right in front of him and he did the only thing there was left for him to do and that was take off running.
"Great work," Batman applauded Vampire Bat as he took off in the direction of Joker. "Get them to safety."
Batman kicked open the exit used by Joker and he was already halfway down the hall but it didn't take the dark knight long to catch up and when a foot away, he swiftly grabbed Joker's left wrist twisting it and bashed his head into the closes wall. As Joker fell to the ground Batman stood over him and before he had the opportunity to make another move the floor beneath them collapsed as the ceiling did the same by way of explosives set up by the clown himself.
"It's coming down, we're all going down and down and down, ahahahahahahaha!" the Joker laughed as they plummeted and were buried.
Somewhere through it all Batman lost consciousness and when he awoke it was to the sight of Vampire Bat pulling him out of the rubble and helping him to his feet. He hadn't any idea how much time had passed since the collapse but there were only two things on his mind.
"The hostages, are they…"
"Safe," Vampire Bat nodded. "And that Scarecrow freak is in police custody but the Joker, well…I can't find him anywhere."
Batman glared knowing exactly what this meant.
XXX
Laying on his side Issa watched his mate remove herself from beneath the blankets and never looking away from Akasha as she walked naked over the carpet. She retrieved her red nightgown off a table before proceeding to sit over a stool and in front of a mirror, taking hold of a comb and brushing her hair. Issa inspected her for little over a minute and the entire time her back was to him and she didn't converse and the longer it went on the more his yokai aura rolled out of flux and his body compressing with force.
"What gives?!" Issa shot.
Calmly and without a care Akasha prolonged with brushing her hair but didn't look back at him in the slightest.
"I don't know what you mean," Akasha responded in a calm manner, gazing at herself in the mirror. "I'm perfectly fine."
Again she went back to brushing her hair and the male vampire felt his irritation upsurge as he sat up in bed with his back against the headboard. He called out to her with a glare in his eyes and she gave him only a quick look with an impassive expression just before hastily returning her gaze to the mirror. There wasn't a sign of it on her face but something had happened and he felt as though he was taking the brunt of it. He knew her better than she gave him credit and it was apparent something had her on edge and angry.
"Perfectly fine huh," the vampire grimaced. "You showed no backbone tonight and I did all the work! That was the laziest love making you ever given."
"Pfff," Akasha shrugged her shoulders. "I...I just wasn't in the mood."
Issa rolled his eyes at this statement and tightened his fists.
"Don't kid yourself, you're always in the mood."
In catching those words Akasha simply rolled her eyes and continued brushing her hair. Issa wasn't wrong however, her effort and energy just wasn't there which had everything to do with what occurred. The entire time they made love her mind was in another place thinking about another man. It had been days since the conversation in the office and he hadn't answered any calls she made and the whole situation was tearing her up. A lot of the time she couldn't focus when in the office and she found things that normally weren't irritating had become just that. Issa took a deep breath, looking to change the tone.
"My apology," he spoke softly. "I was out of line my queen, please do come back to bed."
"I'm not tired," she replied, but without eye contact.
Issa gritted his teeth with tightened fists, finding his patience was growing thin. Even so he did his best to keep calm, because the last thing he wanted was to unleash the dark lord's inner anger. He'd seen that side of her only a select few times and it wasn't pleasant for the person(s) it was directed at.
"And what of your human companion?" Issa spoke up wanting to start a conversation. "Wayne, did you forget my request?"
With her free hand the pink haired vampire dug her fingernails into the table's surface and scratched away as her yokai energy mounted. Unintentionally Issa detected this and his expression was packed with nothing but query. Hearing Bruce's name out loud felt like a stake being shoved into her chest and bolts of electricity zipping through her body, feeling fiery as her blood pumped fast. The pink haired vampire immediately tossed the comb aside and stood from the stool.
"I need some air," the vampire said coldly, marching toward the exit.
"Akasha what is wrong!?" Issa lost his patience.
Akasha gave no answer as she exited.
XXX
At the top level of the penthouse he sat over a sofa with a glass table in front of him with two bottles of champagne inside an ice bucket. His back was against the soft material of leather as he dropped one leg over the other and off to his left was a swimming pool and not far from it was a Jacuzzi. For a while he thought about what transpired just a short hour ago as the Joker managed to slip by he and Moka's fingers. Once the maniac was back in his cell and behind bars the citizens of Gotham could breathe more easily with himself included. He waited only a few more minutes before a woman emerged from the glass door on the other side of the pool and her high heels clicking as she approached. She had long raven colored hair and light brown eyes, wearing a dark blue halter top and black leggings. The woman also carried a purse over her left shoulder, stopping short of the sofa and smiling down on him.
"Good evening, Mister Wayne."
"Hello to you as well," Bruce gazed up at her but with a frown. "The disguise won't be necessary, it'll just be you and I. The penthouse is bought out under my name and I've had it vacated for tonight. Sometimes I come here when I just need to get away from it all."
"Oooohhh, sounds kinky!"
"It's not what you think, I just want to talk," Bruce grumbled.
In a quick snicker bats surrounded the woman's body and when they vanished her hair turned green along with her eyes.
"Better?"
"Much," Bruce patted at the area beside him. "Do sit."
The queen of succubi did just that and Bruce lowered his leg moving over slightly as she sat beside him. He quickly popped open one of the bottles of champagne and poured the succubus a glass sliding it over the table in front of her.
"You might want to have a drink or two," Bruce spoke softly. "This might take a while."
Morrigan circled a finger around the table at this and her mouth lowering slightly.
"Oh my, to what do I owe the honor?" the succubus snickered just before her attitude shifted to a much more serious tone. "But honestly though, I was nothing short of stunned when your name appeared on my caller ID. At first I thought my eyes must be playing tricks on me, and I'm happy that you did call. But why...why did you want to meet and with me?"
Those words circulated through his mind and even he didn't have a definite answer, but knew that he couldn't allow his inner frustrations and anger to rise as they had been. Truthfully he never imagined such a thing would affect him so negatively, distracting him from what was important.
"The past few days have been tough," Bruce implied, but without eye contact.
The succubus surveyed his features from the side of his face, but then from out of nowhere she busted out laughing and he looked to her with confusion.
"What's funny?" he asked.
"It's nothing," Morrigan bit down at her tongue as her laughter died down. "You're having a bad day and of all the people you could have contacted, you called me!"
The succubus laughed again as Bruce looked out in front of them and Morrigan took another peak at his expression she almost felt bad for making light of the circumstance, noticing the heartbreak in his eyes. With the glass in hand Morrigan took a sip of the alcoholic beverage, again lowering it and shifting her stance somewhat.
"Do you want to explain it to me?" she moved in beside him and rubbed a hand over his arm. "Or would it be easier if I just took one quick dive into that mind of..."
"There will be none of that!" Bruce made clear. "My mind isn't something I want you or anyone else venturing through so casually."
The billionaire CEO clasped his hands together as he leaned forward with his elbows atop his knees. They barely conversed on a personal level but she had seen his past, felt his pain and hardships and it almost felt as though she'd known him for years. In ways she knew him better than most that were the closes to him.
"Have you and Akasha spoke," Bruce's gaze fell over her. "Recently?"
Somewhat surprised by the pronunciation she lowered one leg over the other and positioned her hands behind her back.
"Not exactly," she shook her head, easing up as she thought back to the last time they interacted which was more of a fight than anything. "We haven't talked since our physical skirmish, so yeah it's been weeks. I had no idea she'd get so bitter off something so simple, you would have thought I killed Kurumu...but oh well, it's whatever."
The succubus shrugged as another long phase of silence fell upon them and Bruce gazed up into the night sky.
"What you did was unethical, regardless of what you believe your intentions were. If she is to never forgive your actions that's your fault, but that's not why I wanted to meet. You've had a recent recruitment to Fairy Tale in the past couple weeks, someone closely associated with Akasha," Bruce again looked to the succubus. "Have you seen him?"
"Him?" Morrigan raised an eyebrow. "Sorry dear as I've told you before I mostly keep to myself and only really interact with anyone when essential. Felicia, bless her heart is the only person that's remained by my side up till now. What's with all the strange questions, has something happened?"
Bruce again looked away from her but with his hands together.
"Something like that..." Bruce's voice dragged off.
That same sadness she'd perceived in his eyes just moments ago was as clear in his tone, body posture and even demeanor. Something really had him on verge and she was becoming more and more anxious to find out what. Even as she sat there the succubus couldn't believe it was she he'd reach out to, and she had a feeling maybe he required her abilities.
"Issa Shuzen returned to Fairy Tale weeks back," Bruce uttered.
For a few moments Morrigan blinked as she wrapped her mind around the name and knew she'd heard it somewhere, but couldn't presume from where. However she cleared her mind and thought back to early briefings when she was first recruited and that's when remembrance of it all came back to her.
"Issa Shuzen!" she jumped up slightly. "Isn't that Akasha's ex!"
Bruce simply nodded as he again leaned back over the sofa and Morrigan had a terrible feeling of where the conversation was headed.
"Yes...it is and I saw the changes in her behavior early on, but I chose to ignore the signs. Had I not put so much trust in her I would have figured things out much sooner," Bruce let out a sigh. "Since his return Akasha has been sleeping with him behind my back and tried covering it up when I confronted her about it."
"No way," Morrigan placed a hand over her lips. "Despite her current hate for me I can speak in her defense in saying she'd never..."
"But she did!" Bruce shot back cutting off the succubus. "I saw them with my own two eyes! And before you ask, I've already broken things off with her...it's done."
There was nothing else the succubi could say or do, her heart heavy and feeling her own body boiled in an unforeseen craze. As a spectator looking in from the outside she believed the two were the unequivocal perfect match and that nothing could come between them and while she had a personal interest in him, Morrigan cherished and was happy for the relationship the two shared, especially for Akasha. Though she and the vampire were at odds Morrigan viewed her as family much like she did Felicia.
"I'm...I'm sorry to hear that, this is unbelievable," Morrigan's tone was low and rugged. "I've conveyed how much I've wanted a shot at you, but I wouldn't have wished something like this on you or especially her. How did she take it, I mean you breaking up with her?"
"I don't know," the weariness marked in his tone. "She's deceived me this entire time since he returned and I now question if her feelings for me were ever true. I haven't talked to since then, and frankly there isn't anything to talk about anymore. Her actions speak loudly as to what she wants and she can have it, I'll no longer be toyed with!"
His fists sealed feeling at immensity in his chest at just the thought of her and everything that transpired. In confronting the vampire and breaking things off he believed his the way he felt would calm, but it hadn't happened as his frustration remained. Breakups were something he went through constantly, but not like this, not with a woman he truly loved only to find out in the worst possible way that affection wasn't returned. Morrigan's initial thoughts were to defend the vampire as a loving sister would do, but then realized Bruce was in an emotional rollercoaster and that meant opportunity. Even so she partly felt bad that her chance came under such a circumstance, but there was still one question unanswered.
"You feel anguish, hurt and betrayed, all for good reason, but why me? It seems like I'd be one of the last people you'd want to talk with in accordance with this."
Sooner or later he knew the question would rise and still his decision for summoning her was justifiable.
"It's because you're...you're the closes one to her and most obviously aside from Alfred you're the only other that knew of our relationship. I thought maybe you could give insight on the matter, but the two of you are at odds so that isn't going to happen. And I thought your presence would help in some strange way..."
The succubus felt all warm and fluffy, blushing and looking off to her left for a moment.
"And how do you feel about her now? Be honest with yourself," Morrigan spoke with command and in all seriousness. "That love that you had for her was true, so some of that must still be left inside you...you can't simply stop loving someone having feelings as strong as yours were for her."
Bruce clinched his fists at the statement as he went off.
"Anything I felt for her is gone. Akasha used me this entire time to satisfy herself and had me convinced that she was in love, and so for these past months I allowed myself to fall further and further into the void and giving myself to her," Bruce's fists clinched as his nerves mounted. "I'm not one to fall in love, but I did with her and if I could go back and do things differently I wouldn't have slept with her that night...the night she threw herself out at me. That was the beginning of this lie!"
"Then you hate her?" Morrigan asked calmly.
"She claimed to love me, I've spent more time with her than anyone during this stretch and it wasn't just the intimacy," Bruce took a deep breath. "We...I had bonded with her in ways I didn't think possible, with thoughts of spending the rest of my life with her. And to find out what she's done and that I've meant nothing, I have no respect or love for something like that!"
In hearing him speak of her in such regard, not even mentioning the vampire by name put into perspective just how much he despised Akasha for what she'd done. With a shot of confidence Morrigan finished off what was left in the glass before a mischievous grin shaped over her lips. Purring over his neck, Morrigan lowered her chin over his shoulder and rubbed her hand over his gently.
"You poor thing," she whispered into his ear. "Someone such as you that has done so much for others and little for himself shouldn't have to suffer like this."
Bruce quickly removed himself from her clutches knowing exactly what she was aiming for.
"You have the wrong idea, that isn't why I called and for the record I still haven't gotten over what you did to me. Don't think just because I ended things with her that there's a place for you, that isn't how this works. I'd venture and say you're worse than..."
"Ssssshhhh," Morrigan pressed a finger over his lips as she repositioned sitting in his lap. "You have every right to feel the way you do and perhaps you're still pissed at me for what happened that night and I probably should have done this sooner...but I'm sorry."
"No you aren't!" Bruce glared.
The succubus chuckled at this, finding his expression absolutely adorable.
"You're right, I'm not," Morrigan lowered her head and licked at his lips. "I enjoyed every moment of that night, and when I said I'm sorry I wasn't referring to the sex but rather the way in which I took you...if that at all makes sense."
"You did what you did and it can't be undone, and what rules apply to this world might not necessarily apply to yours. And if it is me you want so badly like you've indicated then you'll have to play by those rules or there isn't a chance in hell!"
Still atop him the succubus gazed into his eyes as he did the same back and she smiled.
"I'll play by your rules," Morrigan again lowered her head kissing at both sides of his neck but Bruce quickly stopped her.
"No, this isn't right I just..."
"Oh please," Morrigan rolled her eyes wrapping her arms around his neck. "You knew exactly what you wanted when you called me here. You're in an emotional bind and you need someone to help you through it and the best way is to move on. You have no reason to feel guilty, forget that traitorous bitch! You said there was nothing left in there for her, and if that's true there's only one logical decision. She's the past, move on to the future...let me be your path."
Again lowering herself Morrigan locked lips with him as they embraced in a sizzling kiss and though part of him wanted to again push her away an even larger part wanted and needed her. But even so he couldn't bring himself to give in but it was Morrigan that pulled back and broke the kiss.
"I," Morrigan pushed off him and again sat beside him. "You're right, I...we can't do this."
The succubus shook her head with desolation in her eyes as Bruce resituated and faced her, surprised as he'd never seen her act this way.
"It would seem Akasha isn't the only one telling lies," Morrigan looked him in the eyes. "Or maybe perhaps it's just that you don't realize it."
"Realize what? I haven't told you anything that isn't true!" Bruce shot back.
Slightly lowering her gaze, she looked to the ground beneath her feet and exhaled.
"You still love her," Morrigan looked up at him. "Your display of anger and aggravation coupled with you calling me here proves exactly that. I guess it's true that those closes to you are the ones capable of hurting you most. I searched your feelings in that last kiss and yes you're infuriated and feel betrayed and want to hate her but you can't and the reason you're hurting so much is because you love her. You're bold and strong, both physically and mentally but you must admit to yourself the way you feel or it'll eat you up."
"I can't," Bruce tightened his fists. "I can't be with her."
"Perhaps, but your feelings still remain strong even after what she's done," the succubus looked on with jealousy. "This is true love if I've ever seen it, I'm envious. I'd love nothing more than to strip down and take you right here and now, but that wouldn't do either of us any good. What I want from you is more than physical...I want what you've given her, your heart, dedication and love."
Morrigan's shoulders lowered as she gazed upward into the moon.
"But right now you're far too broken," she said in almost a whisper as their eyes again met. "You don't believe there is a thing such as love and who could blame you after what you've went through with her. As for myself, you don't trust me. This is understandable, I've done terrible things since I've touched down in Gotham even taking the life of a friend of yours, bad or not I killed him. And you hold a grudge after what I did to you, I thought maybe it would pull you closer to me but instead it was the reverse and drew you closer to her. Truth is I don't deserve you and neither does she."
Bruce was wowed by the words she spoke, the succubus so accurately explaining his inner feelings. It felt as though their souls were connected and he finally found someone that truly understood him.
"That said, there's no place in your heart for me or anyone at this time. Time heals all wounds and I'll give you however long you need and then maybe...maybe there can be a chance for this," she spoke softly with longing in her eyes. "For us, you and I. I don't love you Bruce, not the same way she does but I know I would if given the chance. You don't want to believe that Akasha loves you, but trust me dear I know love when I see it."
"That's a lie, if she loved me she wouldn't have done what she did behind my back! The two of you are at odds so there's no point in defending her!" Bruce retorted.
Settling back Morrigan chuckled.
"You're right, Akasha doesn't exactly see me in good light at the moment which should further validate what I'm saying. I'm speaking up for a woman that has essentially been competition in gaining your heart. And so you say she's been sleeping with this Issa and I can't tell you if she loves him or not or even why she's done half the things that she's done. But I do know love...and the two of you were exactly that. Even if she's in the wrong here and she's been sleeping with her former husband behind your back, Akasha won't let you go without a fight. Vampires are similar to succubi in that sense, once we cling to a lover we won't so easily give up."
"I'm not playing second fiddle to anyone," Bruce glared.
"And I don't want you to either," Morrigan shook her head. "I'm just bringing to light the reality of your situation. Side lovers are very common in the vampire community, specifically outside of the royal families. She offered to turn you and make you her mate, so that's something. You're a resilient man and I know you'll make it through this, you've been through far worse. And from this moment forward I will improve myself and prove to you I'm worth a shot and if I could go back and undo what I did to you I would. I was thinking only of my own personal agenda and didn't even consider what it might...might do to you."
Balling her fists and biting down over her lower lip Morrigan felt so many emotions boil over her and then the unexpected happened, not even the succubus foreseeing the tears that formed in her eyes. Bruce immediately took notice of this as his heart dropped and his shoulders lowered, observing tears trickle down Morrigan's cheeks. Being a master at deduction he knew when someone was putting on an act and when those feelings were real. He found himself in a corner as she cried, but her voice coming out in a whisper.
"I'm sorry," she looked up at him. "I'll go."
Shifting slightly Bruce lowered his hand atop hers and gently caressed her, but the succubus quickly slapped his hand away and stood.
"I don't deserve your sympathy!"
She didn't want to be seen like that in front of him or anyone for that matter, a proud S class succubi warrior and queen of Makai. Showing such weakness was frowned upon and there weren't many who'd seen that side of her except Belial Aensland who had since passed. Morrigan took only a step before Bruce took hold of her wrist and gently pulled as she sat beside him once more. He took hold of her chin with two fingers and forced her to look at him as he wiped them away with his opposite hand. Her cries were a result of not only what she'd done to him but his recent misfortunes. It was in her eyes and Bruce could clearly see she was sincere and for the first time ever he felt something for her passed attraction, but he didn't know what.
"Morrigan," he whispered lowering his hands from her face and over her shoulder.
Never looking away he pulled her in close as he pressed his lips against hers and the succubus shrieked, not expecting this! He was kissing her on his own free will and initiated the action himself! In a feeling of awe she kissed him back as her eyes closed and she opened her mouth allowing his tongue entry into her mouth. Their mouths sucked and kissed at each other's while they licked at each other's tongues. Morrigan groaned as Bruce pulled her down atop him as their lips remained locked and her backside slowly moving over him. And for the next couple minutes they laid their touching at and groping each other as they made out. Bruce moved his hands up and down her back, one of which finding its way into her shirt and his fingers grazing her bra. Morrigan trailed her fingers over his well-defined triceps and biceps just before it came to a stop and she sat atop him. A rested smile occupied her lips, Morrigan feeling a whole lot better than she did moments ago.
"Goodnight Bruce," the succubus lowered her head and kissed at his cheek. "I'll prove to you that there's good in me and gain your trust. And no time before then will I sleep with you, I want something more pure and true than just the physical pleasures of intercourse...that is if you can forgive me."
She pushed up off of him as Bruce sat upward licking at his lips and watched her walk in the opposite direction, but quickly stopped at the sound of his voice.
"Thank you Morrigan," Bruce smiled. "For your understanding and... and for comforting me."
"Of course, don't mention it. You have my number if you ever want to talk or meet, I'll arrive in a jiffy," Morrigan looked back at him before taking off through the glass doors passed the pool.
XXX
A woman with a pale complexion and dark green eyes with light blue hair tied loosely with a bow of red silk stood in front of a specially designed holding cell for powerful beings. She was dressed in her same armor, trailing her hand over the glass like surface but twenty times the durability. On the other side of that glass was a mindless beast pounding and clawing away at the glass furiously and without constraint and the woman looking on had nothing but gloom and remorse in her eyes. This moment only lasted for a moment as the automatic doors to the room opened and a single individual entered.
"Ramses," the woman turned and faced him with a simple bow as he did the same back.
"Good evening Eris, I was told you wanted to speak."
"Yes, but not here," she pointed to a door across the room. "We'll talk in the next room over."
"As you wish."
Ramses was a part of research and development, a single branch connected to the emperor's military. He was disguised in his human form and his true nature was that of a Behemoth. They were through the doors in a matter of seconds into a large lounge like space with two others awaiting them. The first was an individual who was also a Behemoth in human form and part of research and development. His name was Xerxes.
Sitting over the sofa was the second person also in human form, at about 6'4 with a very muscular build. He had reddish blonde hair extending to his shoulders but rather spiked. His eyes were a honey amber color and his choice of attire was that of a biker with a black leather jacket and blue jeans.
"Lord Fafnir," Eris looked down on him with surprise. "I thought you were out making contact with other..."
"It's been done," Fafnir quickly replied cracking his knuckles. "The generals of each branch will soon arrive and then we can start talking strategy. Funny how things have escalated so quickly, a pity we didn't find out about everything sooner and we have only Nurari to thank. It's all fine by me, it's been awhile since I've got my claws wet and if it comes to it I'm actually looking forward to roasting Fairy Tale alive."
Eris frowned down over the overconfident dragon who had been that way since she'd known him. Confidence was something they'd need on their side but patience was also very crucial and no one knew this better than she.
"Pity father is down for the count," Fafnir again spoke up lowering one leg over the other. "There isn't anyone that would stick it harder to Yoshii Kiria and all of Fairy Tale. Each time some dimwit gets the idea of unlocking Zelliatos they've been struck down and these chumps will be no different."
"Except we're without master," Eris bit back. "Just when we need him most."
Fafnir chortled at her worrisome tone without a care in the world, the dragon loose and without a single concern.
"Chill Eris, my father and your master is out of commission but in these times we need to take a stand and keep things afloat. We've got the entirety of his forces and weaponry at our disposal, not to mention all his assets."
"But not him! With all due respect, you're eluding the many hours and preparation master put into overlooking the entire realm and its affairs and knowing how and when to act. His wisdom and guidance are what we really need."
Fafnir rolled his eyes becoming annoyed with her testimonials though he knew she was right. Even so he looked to both Ramses and Xerxes with his usual cocky grin.
"There's a reason father handpicked most his military personnel, just for moments like now when he might not be available. They're properly trained and understand their assigned duties, no need to add pressure to the situation than what's already there. We aren't in an all-out war, we'll stop them before they have a chance to open that gate. And besides didn't you say something about the princess?" Fafnir sat forward. "If you know where she is then..."
"Ramses, Xerxes," Eris looked to both individuals. "Leave us. I'd like to have a word with my lord in private. I'll re summon you once we're finished."
Both simply nodded and walked through the nearest automatic doors.
"She's aligned with Fairy Tale as you already know, but there's something I left out in regards to my trip in recovering the ghoul."
"Which is?" Fafnir lowered his feet with his arms crossed.
"Aono Tsukune, I crossed paths with him," Eris almost instantly perceived the confusion in Fafnir's eyes so she continued. "He was the young boy turned by Akashiya Moka, the princess's daughter about five years back. And is now the current chairman of Yokai Academy."
In hearing that he nodded with an understanding.
"And what of it?"
"According to him princess Akasha was resurrected by Fairy Tale, which would explain why she's been at their side. However there is somewhat a twist to it all. Upon her revival she was under Fairy Tale's control and it was due to actions by lady Moka that she was able to regain her senses."
Fafnir bit down as he rolled his eyes.
"If that is true then what in the hell is she still doing there?!"
"Under cover according to Aono and she's been feeding them inside information. Interestingly enough Tsukune and lady Moka have allied themselves with the Justice League's caped crusader. He holds two out of the eight Drocgoeus. And as for the princess if we go to her we risk our position, we must maintain the element of surprise. She may or may not be guarded and watched from a distance and we sim..."
"To hell with that!" Fafnir jumped up. "You and I both know the presence of her aura would no doubt wake father from his state of dormancy. Like you've said this battle is good as won with him at the helm."
Exhaling deeply Eris wasn't in the slightest surprised by his response, knowing the dragon all too well.
"I agree, the princess could absolutely awaken him and if it comes to that then I'll approach her personally, but for now we must remain patient. Fairy Tale is incapable of opening that gate currently, so we must read and react accordingly, no need to be hasty."
"Pff, fine whatever. But she's gonna have a hell of lot explaining herself to father whenever he does decide to wake from that extended nap of his."
"Indeed she will," Eris replied.
Year 1563
Sitting within his chair anxiously, the mastermind tapped his fingers over the arm rest of the furniture knowing exactly what was to come. It was over, all over and his end was upon him and the only thing he thought about were his miscalculations and failure to succeed in bringing his family name back to glory. He was so close, so close to succeeding and the only feeling left inside was nothing but sullenness and powerlessness. He failed his ancestors in returning to the world their true master, the person the Vlets served for centuries. Even as he sat there the resonance of war was all around the building, explosions, screaming of soldiers and bodies dropping.
By then most his armed forces had vanquished and the enemy's military had begun pushing them back. Those that weren't killed were injured on the battlefield or taken prisoner. His last moments were approaching and he thought he'd quiver in fear, but there wasn't even an ounce of that. His time had come and he was ready to face death and his greatest disappointment was failing to accomplish what he set out to do. So many years of plotting, so many lives lost...and all for nothing. His grip tightened over the arm rest of the chair.
With his eyes closed he took a moment to rehash the past decade and all the work he and his closes allies worked so hard toward and in the end their dedication and passions were unrewarded. Banging sounds at the door released him from his thoughts as his eyes slowly opened, knowing there was no point in resisting what was to come. The bangs and thumps became louder and more vigorous with each that came. The door itself was over twelve feet in height and numerous locks keeping it closed. In a deep sigh he listened in as the magical locks were disabled and the door caved in with two bodies atop it, both of which were soldiers to his own army. The first was his top commander and the second his lieutenant.
Both were deceased and the least of his worries as a lone individual stepped in through the decimated doorway and over their corpses. Their eyes were deadlocked as he froze in place where he sat. One of the mightiest warriors and rulers to ever walk the world stood before him, his blade covered in blood and his eyes filled with fury. He was dressed in gold colored boots with gloves of similar color, gray tunic and red cape.
"Hello...emperor. I didn't think you'd show, this is quite the surprise. Well if there is something I can take pride in, it would be this. You standing here solidifies the importance of what we strived to accomplish. And take this as you will but I never once hated you, not as a person at least."
"Do you understand the consequences of your actions, Rory?" Apollo grimaced with tightened fists. "Over the past several years hundreds have lost their lives because of your action! Innocents murdered, children and women! What you've caused is beyond repairable Rory, I once pleaded with you years back to put an end to this scandal of a formulation but you would not listen, and now here we stand."
"Yes," Rory Vlet grinned. "Here we stand...and I always imagined it'd be this way, but with lord Argias at my side. That's the interesting thing about life you know, sometimes things just don't go as planned and at any moment it can end."
A stare down immediately ensued between both men, neither budging. The victor was clear and the outcome set in stone.
"What's the hold up, aren't yah gonna do it?! Kill me already and get it over with! You're probably thinking about how you could have stopped this from happening, changing my path somehow, but I can tell you it would have been for nothing. My family's allegiance is to Argias and had it not been for your failures in creating a better structure for all monsters, perhaps it wouldn't have come to this. You focused solely on the humans and incorporating both worlds and the whole time you've neglected to see the struggles of your own world in the deepest corners! Hundreds throughout have suffered because of your incompetence!"
"Watch your tongue boy, holding the throne isn't simple as you might deem! These claims you've made have been a priority of mine for longer than you could know, and fixing such problems can't be done in the snap of a finger, if it could I would have done so years ago. My military has in their possession two of the Drocgoeus you carried, where did you get them?"
"It really doesn't matter, the war is over...and you've won. I answer to no one except my master."
"Argias is gone, banished! He will never return and I understand your past predecessors served him and did so well. We've had this conversation time and again and I shall say it one more time. Once upon a time he was a great ally and my closes friend, we worked hand in hand and I never once considered him second in command. We were equals with visions to create a better world, but unfortunately along the way he lost track of certain principals and his morals came into question."
"Imposing your will and ruling by fear is the most effective way to leading an entire nation, that is the world we live in. Do as you will, but one day there will be another to take up what we've done here and my true ruler will return and reign!"
Apollo marched forward at Rory Vlet but then stopped at the sounds of footsteps approaching from down the hall which were coming fast. His approach toward Rory halted as he looked over his left shoulder and a woman appeared through the doorway. She was dressed in black and silver armor, black boots and a black bow tied in her hair.
"Father, we have done it," she bowed her head slightly with a smile and sense of pride. "Sasha nee-san and commander Timaeus have taken control. Their army has surrendered and we're in the process of..."
The pink haired vampire's voice lowered as she eyed Vlet.
"Very good my daughter," Apollo marched forward and forcefully pulled Rory out of the throne chair with force. "Come, your fate will be decided by a trial."
"A trail," Rory chuckled. "What's the point...I'm a dead man walking!"
Apollo pulled Rory along who didn't fight back in the least and Akasha followed close behind them. The senseless bloodshed was finally over and so to was the civil war as it was made official by Rory surrendering before the entirety of his army. Those that were taken prisoner were relocated and processed before being imprisoned. Rory had been transferred to the palace for his trial and only after a few hours of deliberating he was found guilty of all charges and sentenced to death.
A crowd of over a thousand looked on as he was summoned forth in shackles over both his ankles and wrist. The two guards assisting him forced Rory to his knees in front of a log and looked to his left as a knight approached unsheathing his blade. It was then Apollo who approached from the opposite side leaving behind Akasha, Eris and Sasha. For the next five minutes he went through stating the crimes Rory had been found guilty of before eying the accused.
"Do you have any last words?" Apollo inquired.
By then Rory felt nothing, the instant his whereabouts were discovered and the emperor's armies moved in on him he knew it was over. He looked into the eyes of the emperor before just as quickly looking away and to the persons behind him.
"You've got quite the family and loyal servants there," he smiled without a care in the world, his fate already decided. "Especially those two little roses."
He gazed directly at both Sasha Madelyn and Akasha licking at his lips.
"How about this my prized emperor," Rory repositioned slightly. "Spare me and I pledge my allegiance to you under the condition I get a taste of those beautiful peaches. I'd fuck them both stupid."
A handful of the spectators laughed and were amused by his comments but Eris disgusted and even reaching for her weapon. The emperor himself shared her thoughts while Rory laughed eying the two female vampires.
"I'll start with the brunette," Rory winked and kissed at Sasha. "I know a sexual freak when I see one and she..."
Rory was silenced by one punch to the face and a couple of his teeth knocked out as he bled from both his mouth and nose with a very infuriated Apollo standing over him.
"You will restrain yourself from speaking of my family! Say what you will of me, but you will not speak of my daughters in such light, do you understand me!"
Rory spat blood at the boots of the emperor which got an immediate uproar from the crowds.
"Fuck you and those bitches you call daughters!" Rory turned away from the emperor and inspected the on looking crowds. "Hail lord Argias, the true king!"
He repeated this over and over as the emperor quickly lost his patience and took away the knight's blade and did the deed himself. The prisoner's blood splattered as his head was detached from his body and rolled around like a tennis ball over the brick surface. Fafnir, Eris and Akasha held blank expressions while Sasha grinned in satisfaction enjoying the brutal end to Rory Vlet. The crowds cheered applauding their emperor, all except one woman carrying a small child and with tears in her eyes. She patted the child over the head as she lowered him into her arms.
"His death will not be in vein," she peered down at the child. "Not as long as there is a single heartbeat left in the Vlets. You'll make your father proud one day and fulfill your family's duty...Genzo."
Present day
Since the evening they spent together nights ago Issa spoke to Akasha only twice, continuously she kept putting off his attempts at meeting. It was either she was busy with office stuff or she was too tired and he became fed up with the exempts. Something bothered her considerably and by then it was evident she wasn't interested in opening up to him, but that didn't stop him from worrying. Akasha was the woman he loved and if there was anything he could do to make her feel better he would no matter what.
His last couple calls were without a response and so he decided to take matters into his own hands. It was already after eleven PM and by then she was home and for a couple hours, Issa showing up on her front lawn unannounced and the blue Infiniti Q70 in the driveway which confirmed Akasha was present. She had given him a spare key to the household and it was the first time he used it, unlocking the front door and entering quietly. The vampire wore a special wrist restrainer around his arm that concealed his yokai aura, hoping to surprise his lover with an unexpected visit.
Slowing making his way up the steps his ears picked up on the sounds of weeping and he almost immediately realized those cries were indeed Akasha's! His first instincts were to race up the stairs and run to her side, but instead he maintained his pace. The vampire kept his ears peeled as it became apparent she was speaking with someone but he didn't know with who. In several more steps he came up on the bedroom door which was halfway open and he took a look inside.
"Please, please call me back," Akasha laid on her side with her back to Issa. "I'm hurting, I really am and I want to talk."
Issa watched with catholic eyes as the pink haired vampire sobbed with tears in her eyes and a box of tissues beside her.
"I don't know how many times I've said it but I'll say it again, I love you Bruce so much… please answer. I'm terrible for what I did, I know that but please don't hate me...we can find a way around this," the vampire sniveled and whimpered as tears rolled down her cheeks. "This isn't fair, I messed up only once and you want to close the door on me, you can't do that! That's a spit in the face to all the time we've put into this...into each other. Pick up, we can talk about anything you want, I just want to hear you."
Akasha sniveled before ending the call and tossing the phone aside, blowing her nose with a handful of tissues. Issa heard the entire message and understood clearly with his fists tightened! The difference in Akasha's attitude was a mystery no more and he couldn't have been more inflamed. It all had to do with her billionaire human puppet and by the looks of it he meant a whole lot more to her than just that. Wayne had clearly broken things off with her for some undisclosed reason that much he knew. And somehow some way Akasha had fallen in love with him, there was no denying it even if he wanted to. Issa had never seen Akasha so visibly shattered and knowing why sickened him to no end! His woman, his Akasha was in love with some lowly human! Just the thought of it made him want to destroy the nearest wall!
In no hurry he moved away from the door and on his way down the hall Issa felt nothing but anger and frustration. And regardless if this man broke things off with her didn't matter, Issa simply wouldn't allow competition for his soon to be mate again and so a plan slowly shaped in his head. Akasha wanted Wayne in spite of whatever led to their breakup and that further pissed the vampire off.
"Damn you, Akasha!" he hissed under his breath.
To be continued
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