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Clash of Realms
CHP41: Set Up
It all progressed so fast that he could barely wrap his mind around it as she'd taken full control of the situation, and of him. The elf purred and licked her lips in delight at being so close to his notable length before she wrapped her fingers around it and began giving it small pumps. The elf lieutenant then looked over her shoulder at him, with her backside already right in front of his face.
"Don't think you're going to luck out that easy, if I'm going to do you then I expect the same," Isla reached back, lifting up her dress just enough and pulling down her own underwear.
Luke gulped and bit sharply at his tongue, staring straight at her exposed vagina which appeared to already be moist. From the expression he gave off Isla quietly chuckled.
"What's with that look, I know this isn't your first. Its not going to pleasure itself, so get to work," she said gloatingly.
Somehow this turned him on more than it should have and as her head turned back the other was she immediately felt his fingers spreading her womanhood. Isla moaned as his fingers entered her wetness and started rubbing inside of her walls.
"You sure this is okay, I mean you're royalty and…"
"I told you to do it, didn't I?" her voice came out in a moan from the feel of his fingers moving around inside her.
Luke felt Isla's slithery tongue start licking the tip of his cock while he did the same in return over her clit. His fingers wriggled and stirred within Isla's womanhood as they teased her walls and she moaned while massaging her tongue over his member.
Luke's tongue licked on Isla's clit before moving to licking her folds and she spun her tongue on his exposed foreskin. Moans fled his lips as Isla's tongue rubbed and licked on his tower's tip while she squeezed and caressed it with her hand. She then took a deep breath before sliding her mouth down his glory and immediately felt his tongue replace his fingers within her innards. Luke began thrusting his cock into Isla's mouth while she licked and sucked. She moaned as she pumped her mouth down his thrusting hilt as it flew into her warm, soft mouth and Isla sucked on it while simultaneously licking. Isla and Luke moaned at tasting one another's lower regions while feeling their orgasms drawing near.
Her mouth slobbered over his cock and he let out a muffled whimper as his fingers teasingly brushed her folds while holding them apart. It came quickly as Luke felt Isla's release stream from her pussy onto his tongue and he eagerly licked up her honey. Meantime, she removed her mouth from his cock and moaning aloud.
He took his time in tasting her release before Isla got off him and wiped her lips. She looked to Luke and tenderly smiled at him before she crawled to him. He sat upright and watched as Isla stroked his manhood before giving it one more teasing lick and turning around and completely unzipping her dress and pulling it up and off her head as she tossed it over the floor and doing the same with her underwear. She way now completely naked, turning and looking back at him. Her eyes especially took notice of his throbbing cock at seeing her like that, chuckling as she stroked it.
"Can't wait to have this thing inside me," she smiled.
With that she pushed Luke back and forcing his pants completely off his body as she positioned herself atop him, but quickly shot up.
"Hold up, everything else was one thing. But this, unprotected could…"
She sharply flicked a finger at his forehead before she again forced him over his back, lowering her backside and rubbing her vaginal entrance over his length.
"Really Luke, you're acting like such a girl. And I'm supposed to be the woman. Just shut up and enjoy it."
She smiled down over him as she rubbed a hand over the side of his face, just as she resituated and took hold of his cock with her opposite hand. Luke didn't protest and breathed in as she steadily inserted his rod inside womanhood while he held onto her hips. Isla happily smiled as she felt her insides being stretched while she dug her nails into the sheets on either side of his shoulders. She started slow over his as both moaned and took more and more of him inside her with the more her hips moved. Soon she was picking up the pace and her breasts swayed and flew forward with Luke channeling his throbbing glory into her warmth from below.
Isla closed her eyes from his heavy impacts while deeply blushing and Luke groaned from how tight she was. He was so thick inside her caverns and it was amazing. She reached up grabbing and squeezing at her own breasts as she continued riding him and moaning aloud with her feet propped up over his thighs. Luke smiled as he continued to smile as he plowed his hardness into her womanhood and her ass smacked against his flying crotch.
"Why am I doing this," she groaned before reaching down and guiding Luke's hands over her breasts. "Play with them."
He did exactly as she asked, lightly tugging and squeezing while she reached back and grabbing at her ankles as she grinded over him. Luke's palms groped at them while charging his manhood into her wetness. He shot and pummeled his cock into her deepest spots as she moaned from his fingers burying themselves into the softness of her breasts. She continued to squeal as he gripped her buds and applied pressure to them while simultaneously yanking them forward. They went at it like this for a while before she lowered herself over him, chest to chest and her purple orbs looking into his brown ones. Her bosom swayed and bounced over him as his cannon thrashed into her walls and she became tighter with each movement. She wrapped her arms around his neck, just as she mashed her lips against his as they kissed passionately. Her tongue spun and wrapped around his as her hips grinded over him and his hands moving up and down over her back.
XXX
Aono Tsukune leaned back and watched, irritated by his feelings of utter helplessness in this situation. Two armies stood on the field of battle, seemingly frozen in time, and it was already clear which one was going to win. The battle thus far had been swift and fierce, and the fallen lie cluttered around, disgracefully forgotten. However, now it appeared, at the critical moment, a dreadful indecision had descended. To choose rightly would allow the fight to continue. To choose wrongly... well it meant the end.
The headmaster of yokai academy sighed, his irritation getting the better of him. Finally after several seconds of deliberating he decided that he couldn't just stand back and not make a move, not when he knew the exact outcome for the situation at hand. There was another standing right behind him and muttering a few choice words, she bent down and whispered in Tsukune's ear.
"If you don't move your piece, you'll lose it," Ruby said in almost a whisper.
Tsukune looked to the yokai emperor for a moment, but then his eyes just as quickly back over the board.
"Hey, that's cheating!" Apollo protested from across the table, but with a grin.
Aono's attention returned full over the game, and after several seconds of study, moved his queen's side rook out of its corner to avoid the impending attack of Apollo's bishop.
"Thanks," he said with a smile.
The harbinger eyed the Tsukune's stricken expression.
"Don't worry, boy," he assured the vampire, groggily. "You can still win in... seven moves. Perhaps this will be your second victory in over sixty tries."
"You kept count?"
Apollo's eyes dropped over the chessboard. After a considerably longer pause than his opponent, the harbinger moved his knight into a more pressuring position.
"I believe you're right," the harbinger said wistfully, thinking ahead the next six moves. "I hadn't seen it before."
"What was it you said about cheating?" Tsukune asked, amused despite the fact that he was on the verge of losing yet another game.
Apollo however didn't answer and instead looked to the woman standing off to the side of Tsukune.
"You're no stranger to the game," the harbinger smiled at the witch, pointedly ignoring Aono. "Care to stick around for a match with the winner? Who knows, you might even fair better than your employer."
"Well thanks a lot for the encouragement, I'm filled with so much confidence now," Tsukune ran a hand through his hair while he ran a hand through his hair.
Both Apollo and Ruby laughed at the expression given off by Tsukune, but then the attention shifted to the witch who stepped back with a hand to her mouth, a distant look in her eyes. The pause stretched out longer than intended, and suddenly the witch noticed two sets of eyes regarding her intently.
"Sorry, boys," she said, her tone colored by a seemingly misplaced gloom. "Maybe another time, I'd rather just watch."
With that statement, the witch turned and walked away towards a bar area and waving at the bartender, getting his attention. Over her shoulder she looked back and in the direction of both Tsukune and Apollo.
"Will either of you be needing a drink?"
"I'll pass, but thanks," Tsukune smiled.
Apollo simply shook his head as Ruby focused her eyes back over the bartender and ordered herself a drink. The chess match between Tsukune and Apollo continued while Ruby watched from the side, the two of them silent and dialed into the face off. And time really seemed to fly from there as one game turned to three and then to seven. After the tenth and claiming yet another close victory the harbinger stood and taking hold of his cane as he smiled at both the vampire and witch.
"Well, it's been fun lad," Apollo reached out and patted Tsukune over the head. "But unfortunately I must return back to my work and duties but I very much enjoyed this."
Tsukune stood from his chair and was tempted to ask about Queen Lara Chao and if there would be any sort of discipline handed down over her for what happened, but refrained from doing so. After all it really wasn't any of his business. However there was still something he did want to ask which was still relatively in the same subject matter.
"The Lastiaz sphere, do you know where it's being moved to?"
"I do not and nor do I wish to. I've been given a general idea, but really without any specifics and it is best that way, the less persons that know of its whereabouts the better protected it will be. Eris is out on a week-long secret mission roughly, perhaps longer. She isn't the only one running errands, my estate will be somewhat short staffed in the coming days. These are tough times and things must be brought under control before it escalates further. Fairy Tale and now… the resurgence of the Xsouvizs."
"Resurgence?" Tsukune raised a brow with question.
"I'll tell you all about it, but another time. You're both free to stay as long as you so please, and if you need anything I will be just down the hall in my office. Don't be afraid to call."
Apollo headed for the exit and both watched him step out while Ruby moved up next to Tsukune and together they stood silently.
"I... I feel for him, on the outside he was glamorous and all smiles but you could just feel that he..."
"Was putting on an act?" Tsukune looked straight at Ruby. "Yes, I could feel and see it to. This isn't anything new with him, today it somehow felt different like those stresses were swelling heavy over him; a whole lot more than usual. Believe me, if there was something that I could do I would do it. He isn't the type that likes talking about himself, preferably he focuses on everyone else. He hasn't really come out and said it, but both I and Moka have seen it. Somewhere inside him is a lot of baggage, and he chooses to deal with it silently."
Ruby's eyes were over Tsukune the entire time that he spoke and nodding. And without saying she became more and more interested as to what demons were hidden and tied to Apollo. But then there was something else that she considered.
"Moka," the witch moved in front of Tsukune. "Where is she?"
"Gotham City, but don't ask me why. There's Sasha, but she's got other reasons, but not something we talked about. According to her it won't be for long."
"Well that's good," Ruby nodded.
Her eyes then looked to the exit as she scratched at her chin and took a deep breath, while Tsukune looked at her curiously. There was something on her mind and he could clearly see it in her eyes.
"What is it?" Tsukune asked her outright.
"Him, he really needs some cheering up; some of that weight he carries, revoked."
Tsukune quietly stared at the witch and wondering what exactly she had in mind.
"And we would do this, how?"
"Well the first idea that came to mind is time off, if he just had some time away from the office and all of this life. But clearly that isn't an option, he would never agree to it especially at a time like now with all that's happening. I was thinking about it the whole time during your little chess match. So I have an idea, but it's really your call. How would you fair without me for the next week or so at the academy?"
The eyes of the vampire amplified as he became more and more curious.
"Ruby… what are you suggesting?"
"In her absence, Eris's I'd like to take her place and help Apollo and assist him here. He's worked so hard and could really use a breather and I believe my presence could really serve as that."
With his eyes on her the whole time Tsukune stepped back and scratching at the left side of his head.
"Oh really?" he asked suspiciously. "Is that the only reason?"
The sudden grin that came from him prompted her shoulders to jump somewhat, but the witch maintaining her position.
"Okay, so I've always wanted to know what it felt like to serve beside the emperor and there is still so much of this estate that I haven't seen or explored. This would be the perfect opportunity!" the witch clasped her hands together as she looked to Tsukune with pleading eyes. "Please Tsukune, with your permission I'd love to take advantage of this opportunity!"
Silently laughing as he ran a hand through his hair, the vampire was only with a nod of his head.
"If that's what you want then go for it, but it's really Apollo's call."
"Oh thank you Tsukune!" she jumped up excitedly as she shot forward and with her arms wrapped around him as she nearly tackled Tsukune off the ground.
"Be back in a minute."
She ran with new found energy and through the doors in a flash and Tsukune left to ponder where this notion of hers came from. This was out of nowhere as she hadn't said anything about wanting this until now.
"Weird…" Tsukune said in almost a whisper.
Already halfway down the hall and skipping along was Ruby with her eyes locked in over the office doors of Apollo. And without resistance or slowing down she dashed through the doors without really thinking much. She called out his name just as she bumped into the harbinger and the stacks of papers that he held in his hands were dislodged and scattering all over the floor.
"Sorry sir, I'm so sorry," she bowed her head a good three times, dropping to her knees.
Apollo observed as she quickly began recovering the sheets but took a knee himself and helped. And as it came to the last sheet both reached for it at the same time and making physical contact. Ruby's cheeks turned a bright pink as she released her hand from it and allowing Apollo to take it into his hands as he stood. And with an outstretched hand he helped the witch up to her feet.
"You raced inside in a hurry," Apollo smiled at her just before laying the stacks over his desk and turning back to her. "Does something trouble you, my child?"
He looked down over her with genuine concern.
"Nothing wrong, not at all," she shook her head dismissively. "I come with a proposition… well sort of. Tsukune and I had a little conversation about you, all good things mind you."
The harbinger perceived the nervousness in her tone, in addition to the shakiness in her stance and he found it rather adorable.
"Ah conversation about me, you say. What about?" he smirked.
Fiddling with her fingers for a brief while she didn't give eye contact, walking around and passed him as she sat over the edge of his desk.
"Until Eris returns I'd like to take her place as your helper. I won't match up, particularly through the first few days with the lack of specifics and how you like things done. I'm a quick learner though and it wouldn't take me very much time to get on board. Deliveries, paperwork, small errands, you name it and it's done. And if you need a cup of coffee with a certain amount of cream and sugar, I can do that too."
Apollo couldn't help but get a laugh out of this, both desperation and eagerness in her tone.
"And whose idea was this, yours or his?"
An answer didn't come right away as her head tilted to the side and her eyes over her own legs which bounced up and down.
"Uh, it was… mine," she slowly looked up at him shyly.
Added chuckles escaped his lips as he moved in on Ruby and patting her over the shoulder.
"How could I say no, young Tsukune has had nothing but good things to say about you and the work that you do for him at the Academy. I expect good things from you, Miss Tojo."
Immediately the witch's eyes lit up as she threw her arms around Apollo and held him tightly in a hug.
"I'll do my best, you won't regret this!" she said happily.
Afterwards she broke away from him, leaping off the desk and twirling around on one foot as she ran for the doors.
"Gonna give Tsukune the good news, be back shortly and then you can tell me all there is I need to know."
And just as quickly as she entered Ruby and her enthusiasm and energy brought a smile to his face and brightening his mood.
XXX
On horseback they returned from their voyage with Pez and Tsech being the first lowering themselves to the ground, followed by Miukei and Black Canary. Together they headed inside and everything appeared to be in place, but it was overly quiet as Dinah called out to Luke. She figured he was somewhere around and just shrugged. She'd been battling a headache for the last hour and so she headed for her room.
"Rest up boys," Miukei looked straight at Pez and Tsech. "We head out within the next couple hours, we need to make up time for the constant delays."
"Understood," both nodded.
Miukei broke away from them and headed straight for the armory and right away when she entered she knew something wasn't right. For a moment her eyes just scrutinized the room trying to figure what was out of place and in a short amount of time she discovered what exactly. The maps and material confiscated from Isla Hayhurst were missing, as too were her daggers in addition to her bow and arrows! Perhaps before they left she moved the items around, and so she didn't panic while searching the room. She did so swiftly and when none of the items turned up, she flipped a table on its side and hissed!
In rage filled steps, the vampire marched out of the room just before taking off at full speed. She flew through the automatic doors and zipping past Pez. He knew that something was not right by the way Miukei took off like that and so he followed, picking up speed.
"Has something happened?" Pez called out to her, but the vampire didn't give her the slightest look.
Instead she rushed into the prison cell block and preparing herself for the worst, and what she saw was not quite what she expected. Inside the cell was Luke Fox, with the blankets up over his body but his wrists bounded to the headboard by rope. Pez wasn't far behind and saw this for herself, just about to scream but a hand to her mouth.
"Is he... alive?" the assassin murmured.
Miukei didn't give an answer, instead using a key card to open the cell as both raced in. Almost immediately she knew that he was alive listening to and hearing his heartbeat and blood flow, Luke merely just asleep. Miukei shouted his name and awoke him as she ripped the blanket off his body, but underneath he was nude and the vampire expressed annoyance. Luke was startled as his eyes shot open and his try at sitting up or even moving was hindered by the rope holding him down. Miukei rolled her eyes as she lifted the blankets just enough to cover his luggage.
"Pez, leave us. I wish to speak with him alone."
"Yes, I'll be nearby," he bowed just before taking off.
The vampiress's eyes then looked back over Luke with disgust. But that was only for a few moments as her gaze inspected the surrounding area around the bed and taking notice of all his clothing. The entire scene was quickly beginning to paint a picture of itself and she almost knew what occurred without asking. From where she stood the vampire smelled the foreign scent of an elf over him.
"Fox!" she snarled as she looked down.
"Look, I can explain!" he tried to defend himself.
"No, don't give me that crap! You allowed Hayhurst to get inside your head and apparently in your pants! What were you even doing inside this cell, and now she's escaped with all her weapons and the maps?! To think I trusted you with holding down the fort until we got back, but you completely screwed up in every way possible!"
Luke swallowed back afraid of what Miukei might do to him, especially with how angry she apparently was. The last thing he could remember after the drawn-out sex, was Isla falling asleep in his arms until he was then woken to the shouts of Miukei. This was all so truly mindboggling, he truly felt a spark between them. But maybe she was just good at leading him to believe there was something there.
"She... she used me," Luke bit over his tongue.
"Of course she did, you idiot! Isla is a trained warrior and someone with her experience and training knows how to use her appearance and charm to seduce to get her way. I promised Arlo I would bring her back, and now because of this; because of you who knows where the hell she is!"
Letting out a sigh, Luke halfway laughed.
"What the hell is funny, this isn't a laughing matter!"
"You said she took off with the maps and her weapons?" Luke smiled.
The vampire looked down over him with puzzlement in her eyes.
"Yes, your purpose?"
"I learned from someone, the greatest detective in the world that you should organize for the unanticipated in case things go wrong. I tagged each of those items with a small chip, in case they were to get misplaced or stolen."
Miukei's eyes enlarged somewhat.
"You mean to tell me you can..."
"Track Isla's movement and whereabouts, using the built-in functions of my suit, yes. We will be capable of following her wherever she went."
Immediately the vampire breathed a sigh of relief as she sat over the bed and untying the rope around his wrists.
"Brilliant, turns out you aren't a complete moron after all. We better not waste any time, get dressed. I'll go and inform the others that we will ready ourselves for departure within the hour, after Dinah finishes resting up."
Miukei only got as far as getting her hand over the door before she stopped at the sound of his voice.
"About Dinah, keep this from her. What happened between Isla and myself, it would just make things weird if you know what I mean."
"Whatever," Miukei again rolled her eyes. "Just hurry and get dressed."
XXX
The ball was just about ready to kick off. Many were invited of high stature and looking to enjoy themselves, but also donate to the cause behind it all. Everything was going great. Classical music was played by the live orchestra that had been invited, adding to the overall welcoming atmosphere.
"Introducing our host, the splendid Alipha, Edite Sikuya. With her business partner, former CEO of Jump Rokus, Matheus Rieldfield." Someone announced over a microphone.
Alipha and Matheus walked down the stairs which had been decorated and contained a red carpet. They walked down with arms linked as customary of couples to do, with Alipha blushing slightly, and Matheus muttering wimp under his breath. And when they reached the last step, Alipha, thanked everyone for coming and went to start the first dance with Alipha.
"Clumsiness doesn't suit you miss, you are stepping on my feet," Matheus whispered irately as Alipha blushed again while muttering her apologies.
The first dance between them soon ended and they separated from each other with the bow of their heads. The dance floor was soon filled with couples of all shapes and sizes. Alipha was approached by many men and Matheus was left to stand alone off to the side of the dance floor. It was the norm and he really didn't mind, not one who was much for being surrounded with a bunch of attention.
Alipha was doing the waltz with a noble man who she didn't really care about. He was talking about his life and how things had started tough but were recently improving. Alipha just glanced around and bored eyes turning a deaf ear to whatever this man said. She just glanced around the room, noticing her advisors dancing happily. Matheus on the other hand looked all around the room, feeling uninterested and decided to rate the features of the girls that had captured his attention. One's hair was a dull blonde. It is should be brighter, more golden, he though. Her eyes were too bright; they should be a bit darker. Her smile came off as forged. If she is not happy she should not smile. His eyes ventured throughout the entirety of the room as this process continued on.
It was like this for the next several minutes as he said nothing and was trapped inside his own thoughts. That was until a woman came up beside him and forcefully pulled him beside her and onto the dance floor. As he started dancing with this woman, he realized something and it had to do with his business partner. He hadn't spoken a word of it, but there were hidden feelings within him, all of which directed at Alipha. A flash of gold caught his gaze, and he turned to look. It was almost shocking as he spotted him entering through the front entrance, his gold watch being what stood out most. He was dressed in all black, with an under white shirt and black tie. It was the prince of Gotham himself, billionaire Bruce Wayne! What in the world was he doing in France and attending this event? Matheus had looked over the guest list more than a few times and not once did he see that name.
The ballroom became a different place on nights like tonight; transformed, as if by a magic wand. But it mostly had to do with the people in attendance that made or broke the mood. Wayne made his way down the steps and several eyes over him. He paid them no attention as his eyes surveyed the dance floor and made his way in that vicinity.
"Miss Alipha!' he called out to her from behind. "Quite the party you've got going."
Alipha turned around to face a unsurprisingly well-groomed Bruce Wayne, and smirking down at her in a manner that was very pleasant. She did the same back, breaking away from her dance partner and following him off the dance floor. From the left pocket of his jacket he uncovered a rose and set it over her left ear. With a quiet giggle she looked up at him with blaring pink cheeks.
"I thought you weren't coming. Not until the last update on the scheduled attendees. What's a big shot like you doing all the way out here, away from your kingdom?"
The two shared a laugh following her choice of words.
"What can I say, good food, free booze, the educated company of our fellow workforce," he replied, his gaze dropping to her cleavage. "What's not to like?"
Bruce smiled and laughed, and Alipha playfully punching at his shoulder.
"Oh stop it," she too laughed, knowing him well and that he wasn't being serious.
His eyes then looked down over and inspected her dress which, of course Alipha does not miss. It was in the color of lime green.
"Yes, that green really brings out your eyes. And thatneckline", he said, staring pointedly at her chest again.
She blushed and looked away from him once more. There was only one reason for this, and that reason being to uphold the reputation of Bruce Wayne, a true ladies man and vigorous flirt.
"Behave yourself, Bruce," she said, sternly. "I'm thankful that you came all the way out here, and I expect you come with a donation?"
"I did," Bruce smiled.
And with that, she swept away to greet her other guests. Bruce watched her the entire way, but then his shoulders stiffened. There was someone within the crowds, someone with a heavy yokai presence. No doubt about it, there was a monster lurking somewhere near and he could feel this presence moving in closer and closer over him.
"Bruce Wayne," a voice called out to him and of the female variety.
He slowly turned and looked in that direction and standing there was a woman with red hair, tied in pigtails by two black bows. She was in a black dress and boots and a silver bracelet over her left wrist. In a step back Bruce felt his throat close on him somewhat, astonished to see this woman and with various question, none more than how she gained access into the building and how she clearly knew that he'd be here.
"Kokoa," he lightly bit over his tongue.
"Surprise, surprise… got something for yah," the Shuzen vampire reached into her dress, right in the middle of her cleavage and tossing him a small device. "The information I promised, it's all there."
"But here of all places, how did you know to…"
"I'm not telling, no, no," she waved her pointer finger around with a silent chuckle. "You've got your secrets, as do I. All I know about Fairy Tale, their plans, locations of activity and what we've been up to in the past couple years is there. Like I said before I'm willing to cooperate and help, but I'm not one of your team players. I do things my way and play my own rules, but I don't like what they're doing any more than you do. Last we conversed in London you provided me with a means of contacting you, so here's this."
She provided him with a card, blank on one side but with numbers on the other.
"You can reach me through that number," Kokoa said.
"Where will you be operating from, generally speaking?" Bruce asked.
"I don't stay in one place for long, I'm always on the move. I'll see you when I see you. This isn't why you're really here in France," the red haired vampire looked all around the room. "What is your true purpose for traveling into this part of the world?"
"Like you said," Bruce smiled. "We all have our secrets."
Kokoa could help but laugh at this. And from afar Alipha watched them out of the corner of her eye while making small talk with her potential donors and getting hit on by mostly uninteresting and some married men. It wasn't very exciting, but then it was part of her life that was so common. The conversation between Kokoa and Bruce wasn't for much longer as the vampire broke away from him and took off through the crowds, leaving him to wonder about much. But aside from that his eyes were down and over the device she afforded him just before slipping it into his jacket pocket.
And it was inside the ladies room that a purple haired woman stood in front of a mirror and fixing her hair. She had her ways of sneaking herself into events, and there was only one reason she was here tonight, or rather person. She put on a mask which covered her eyes, blending with most the crowds who did the same for the masquerade ball. There was of course a handful of those that didn't, but she mostly fit right in. The room was so full, she thought after exiting the restroom. The current song was slow paced and prolonged for another minute or so finishes and they leave the floor. Kate beckons them over. She was wearing a black dress which was the same as the color of her mask. He's here, she could feel him and so she moved into the crowds. When doing so Selene turned a few times and after about the third she walked straight into someone.
A grin beamed over her face as she recognized this person and he offered her his arm, and she gladly accepted. They were already over the dance floor and so followed the pace of everyone else as they danced. Under the sleeve of his suit jacket she could feel his muscles. It was a slow song and she stood close to him as they danced and moved about. He smelled nice, expensive-cologne-nice, the purple haired woman noted. During the entire dance he didn't speak, never looking her directly in the eyes. That was their first dancing together and at the song's end he led her out of the hall and into the courtyard outside and away from the activities.
"Selene," he finally spoke. "You're the second to show out of the blue, this can't be a coincidence."
"Interesting, who else?"
Opening his mouth to respond, he instead shook his head.
"Nothing. Why are you here?"
"Isn't it clear, to check up on you. How have you been holding up, getting by okay? Dumb question, it's obvious that you are. You're doing so well considering everything that's happened to you, and you've handled the changes to your body flawlessly. So far away from Gotham, this place is. What is your business here?"
Her eyes were over him, but he was looking out in the distance. Instead he looked out in front of him with a faraway look in his eyes.
"The ball was just a cover up and excuse to get me here. I'm here to investigate what I believe is supernatural activity, which I strongly believe has to do with Demitri Maximoff."
The eyes of the purple haired vampire twitched, as her grip tightened over the railing.
"Then I shall aid you, and I will not get in the way. If push comes to shove and a situation ensues I'll get out of your way and retreat. Only if you want my help, will I stay around. Plus I'd like to perform a physical evaluation on you."
Bruce breathed out, but still with his eyes over the city.
"There's a crime scene, just about four miles from here... I'll be visiting once I wrap up here. You can tag along, I don't expect a confrontation."
"An investigation?" Selene asked.
"Right," Bruce nodded.
They didn't realize or notice, but atop a rooftop a couple buildings away they were being watched. There were three of them, one a young girl and the others suited in costume.
"Lookie there, that's daddy!"
"Keep quiet, Sasha," Nightwing looked back. "We can't break our cover. And you better have lowered your Inner monster energy completely. He will sense you, and we are good as spotted."
"Me sure, but why we hide from papa? I wanna go see him, can we pretty please go?!" she clasped her hands together.
Robin was nearby and face-palmed.
"Can you again tell me why we brought this imbecile? She's not only going to blow our cover, but somehow she's going to screw up..."
Nightwing frowned at Robin, but the young hero unaffected.
"She's your sister, a better choice of words wouldn't hurt. And you know why, besides she's a trained fighter and with speed and strength out of our league. Who knows Batman might be faced with, she could be a valuable asset."
"Father is more than enough to handle any meta or monster we face and he'll kill us for bringing her."
Not interested in arguing, Nightwing kept quiet and instead with his eyes over Bruce and Selene.
"We'll keep a watch on them from afar, who won't make a move in until I say. That is if it becomes necessary."
XXX
The room had apparently been left untouched by anyone since the police checked it. Not even the dust had been disturbed, it seemed. Even the bloody, torn bed linens had been left as they were. The lack of any blood trail, except for a slight one, had the entire investigation squad questioning how someone in the timeframe of the crime could have moved out six bodies without being seen and not leaving a trail and avoiding someone seeing the bodies before the responsible could drag them out without smearing blood on the way. Not a single officer, crime scene investigator or detective could come up with a decent answer to these questions. But that wasn't the same with the two of them, the caped crusader in full armor, cape and cowl. And right beside him was the Asagao three's medic. And as himself she too was properly dressed for the occasion, clad in her battle gear.
"We already know what happened," she whispered, only a few inches behind him. "What are you looking for? There isn't anything to see here."
"There's always something, Selene," Batman gazed back at her. "Always."
He was a master detective and arguably the greatest from the stories she'd heard, so there was no argument there. Batman began inspecting the room while Selene did some searching around herself. He scrutinized the blood stained linens. The dark, hardened blood had matted them together, making it rather difficult to examine proficiently. After delicate pulling and tugging, he was able to pull them apart and examine the bed at detail. The only thing that stuck out was some loose change, a waded up receipt, and something that really caught his eye. Under the pillow on the left side was a pocket knife, lighter and pistol all of the items clear of any blood. Selene took notice of his discovery from a mirror on the other side of the room and moved in next to him.
"How did the police miss all that?" Selene whispered.
The dark knight didn't respond but he knew that something was dubious as this point, but what was it. The yellow caution tape was all outside the room, but all signs pointed to the room had not been checked before their arrival. As he paced about, trying to piece this mess together, Selene noticed an odd vanity style mirror sitting against a nearby desk. The reflection in the mirror appeared twisted and distorted. A hand print was painted in the middle with blood. Batman too perceived this and stared intently at the mirror, his focus on the odd blood stain. Reality seemed to be twisted in there the more he stared, feeling like being in a state of faintness, even the real world felt like it was falling apart. As much as he wanted to look away from the distorted visage peering back him, he couldn't deviate his eyes from it. Selene was the same, stuck and frozen. Their minds felt like they were being torn in two and invaded by a dark, sinister force just beyond the glass. This feeling made both feel nauseous. The sounds of sirens tore through the medic's brittle mentality and sent a sharp, dense pain through her brain. Batman wasn't in much better shape and while he sat there grasping his head in ache, a young boy stood inside the mirror staring back at him. And he very much knew this boy… it was himself, from the night of his parents deaths!
Selene was seeing something else entirely and she didn't know if reality or if she was hallucinating, but the entire environment around her completely changed. She recognized this place, this town! Snowflakes fell silently from the dark sky on to the silent, fog coated town. The sounds of horses galloping came next, followed by shouting and men carrying torches, pitchforks, swords and crossbows. It wasn't just this place, but this moment, she had lived this before, her greatest nightmare! She screamed and shouted as they set fire to the village homes, as vampires retreated out and were met by arrows to the heart, skull and stomach. It was an invasion of humans looking to burn down the entire village and putting an end to them all in the process.
For the dark knight he looked down over the boy on both knees, who was covered in the blood of his parents and tears running down is face. The pain of that memory was unbearable, and just as Selene the surrounding around him completely shifted and he was no longer in the room but standing in crime alley. This wasn't real, none of it was real, and he knew this and so closed his eyes and focused.
For Selene it was an entirely different story as she had reverted in size to that of a child and her clothing raggedy, wearing a tore and cut t-shirt. She spotted a young girl nearby who appeared frightened, knowing her as a village habitant and only two years younger than herself. She ran that way and clenched the girl's body in her arms like a mother cradling an infant. She kept the child's head in her chest from experiencing the horrors unfolding around them as no matter which direction she looked a cottage was on fire and their people being slain. But she knew they couldn't stay there out in the middle of the dirt road like that and the snow coming down, they would be targeted soon.
"Come on," she lifted her into her arms. "I'll get us out of here."
Selene was no older than six years old and the girl four as she carried her in her arms and took off into the forest.
The sounds and lights faded away into darkness, everything faded in to darkness as Batman stood at the center of it. The caped crusader jerked himself up from out of what he could only have consider a vision of some sort. He was back in the room of the crime scene, but not everything was how it was when he was pulled in, including that Selene was missing. The room seemed much dirtier than before and looked more like the room in the mirror. Batman looked back towards the mirror to see if things could get worse, but the mirror reflected the room as it was designed to though something was amiss this time. The print in blood had vanished as had everything else that had to do with the strange scene. Calmly he searched through the room, and to no avail, he found nothing wrong with it at all. He quickly exited and peered back at the room number. To his surprise it was still the same room and even blockade of police tape had disappeared. He looked down over the railing and still saw the same vehicles parked out front, but it was now raining. He again closed his eyes and ran a gloved hand over the cowl.
"This isn't right," he thought to himself, but as much as he tried to wake up, it never happened.
But if it wasn't, then he needed to find her, Selene. And with that in mind he trekked back down to the streets and looked around. Oddly enough the lights in each home were off and there didn't appear to be any sign of life no matter which direction he looked. Batman took off running up and down the street and it was the same no matter where he went, and soon he was shouting out to Selene. This went on for several minutes until eventually he came to a stop. He stood there in the thick, cold air contemplating his next move. His attention began to focus on the fact that he was the only one that seemed to exist in wherever he was. Silence at that point was his only friend, and the fog that surrounded him was the body of that makeshift entity. He peered up as the rain came down over him.
This should have activated the suit's safety protocol injecting him with herbal treated water, but that didn't happen and nor was he remotely affected by the downpour. This further solidified that something wasn't right. But then came footsteps from almost every direction and stemming mainly from the secluded alleyways. His eyes inspected each and every direction as the footsteps became louder and soon enough dark figures appeared from the shadows revealing themselves. His eyes widened as they came into the light, one after another and surrounding him in the middle of the street.
"Clayface, Dent, Freeze, Ivy, Harley, Riddler, Bane, Scarecrow, Killer Croc…"
He didn't have the opportunity to finish as string laughter echoed from behind him as he slowly turned and faced that direction. His fists were clinched as he set eyes on the clown dressed in all purple and wearing a green tie, and purple top hat.
"Hello batsie, long time no see," the clown prince of crime pulled out a hand gun and took aim over Batman and pulled the trigger. "Bang."
A flag popped out of the barrow with the word bang in bold letters over it.
How was this happening, she thought? Selene continued running through the forest with the girl in her arms as the snowflakes continued coming down. And with the temperature below freezing she could see her own breath whenever she breathed out. Once they were far enough away Selene came to a stop and positioned herself beneath a tree, with the young girl still in her arms.
"It's okay, it's okay we'll be fine."
The young girl in her arms had light green hair, brown skin and those same red eyes as she did with a slit through them. She cried out for her parents and this made Selene almost want to cry and much as she hated to do it, the purple haired vampire placed a hand over the mouth of the child to keep her cries from getting out or their position might be given away. She did so until the child's cries ceased, removing her hand as she looked into her tear watering eyes.
"What's your name?" Selene asked quietly.
Her head leaned forward and her chin over Selene's left shoulder.
"Miukei…" she replied.
And from there they said nothing, curled up with each other. The silence around them broke not long after that, as the sound of something grinding against the grass grew closer. Selene squinted and looked through the falling snow to see a human like figure lurking towards them, dragging something along with it. Whatever that object was, it seemed to be large from the noise it made against the turf. A look of relief started covering the vampire's face as she stood and advanced that way with the child still in her arms. That was until she got a better look at it and its companion, a very large and heavy blade. It was one of the humans! Before she knew it, the individual lifted the large weapon. The strain of such a task didn't even seem humanly possible considering the small arms that the man was planning on doing it with.
"You there!" he pointed right at Selene. "You're one of those monsters?!"
In that intense moment of fear, the man swung down the knife towards Selene, whom managed to dodge with her super natural reflexes as she realized he was out to kill her. The force of the object colliding with the pavement knocked Selene down, but she held Miukei tight and up against her chest.
"You shall die, monster! Men, we've got another two this way, hurry!"
The sounds of footsteps were loud approaching and coming fast in their direction. Popping up quickly Selene took off running and with her arms wrapped around the child as it was the only thing she could think to do. The humans took off after them, but even as a child, her speed and endurance was much greater than theirs and she didn't think to look back.
Trapped inside his own void, Batman pulled out four batarangs and tossed all into that of a charging Killer Croc, and he ducked down as Clayface attacked him from behind. The Joker was laughing historically as he took aim and firing off at the caped crusader. Batman dodged these attempts and leg dropped his foe and flipped back just as vines ripped out from beneath the pavement and seeking to strangle him. Poison Ivy was at the center of this, waving her hands around and controlling each separate vine, manually. With an outstretched arm Clayface wrapped that portion of his body around the ankle of Batman and forced the caped crusader off his feet and hanging him upside down off his feet. Two Face took advantage and shot at Batman with him being in such an unfavorable position.
Ivy's vines shot forward to take hold of him, but Batman spinning and twirling his body to avoid the stabs. But then in a flash it was all over, the world/nightmare he was trapped inside of came to a crashing end. Batman jerked himself up. A feverish sweet covered his face beneath the cowl. He was on his knees and back inside the room of the crime scene that he'd been investigating. It was the same for Selene, she too returned to reality and her heart racing like she'd ran three marathons in a row at top speed. Memories of her past were strong and heavy on mind. But the mirror which consumed the two of them had been split in half. Batman was with a hand over his head, but looked across the room and towards an open window and that's where he saw her.
"Kokoa!"
"Kokoa Shuzen," Selene followed up. "What on earth, is this another vision?"
The red haired vampire was no longer in a dress, instead wearing dark shoes, leggings, a gray skirt, dark red blouse and her hair tied in pigtails.
"You dimwits should be thanking me," Kokoa pointed to the destroyed mirror over the ground as she marched forward. "Your life-force was slowly being drained while you were stuck in that-trans. That mirror there was no ordinary mirror."
Both Selene and Batman looked down over the mirror and then back at Kokoa.
"It was one constructed by a Soul Eater, and once your mind and spirits were connected to its magical field by looking into the void, the monster was able to suck you in and prepare your souls as its next meal. It starts off by taking you down memory lane, and when deep and far enough, it feeds on its unsuspecting victims. The mirror is just one of dozens of ways it can choose to feed."
An immediate response didn't come from the medic or Batman. Selene knew that what Kokoa said was one hundred percent accurate, as she too was well-versed monsters of all sorts.
"I... I should have realized this sooner, and I could have warned you," she looked straight at the caped crusader. "I'm sorry Batman."
The Dark Knight grunted as he stood upright, shaking off the cobwebs.
"You followed us here," Batman locked gazed with Kokoa. "You never stopped watching me since the ballroom, have you?"
"Wanted to see why you were really here," Kokoa shrugged her shoulders. "And even now that's a mystery."
She inspected the entirety of the room from where she stood.
"You destroyed the mirror. How so without getting yourself consumed in its pull?" Batman asked.
"Easy, the aura and yokai of you both was inflamed and blazing out. And of course the glow and magical output from the mirror. If that wasn't telling enough, neither of you was responsive. I sent Ko-chan to do the dirty work."
Kokoa smiled at the bat hovering and flying over her right shoulder. Batman's eyes fell over Selene who took the two pieces into her grasp, with various thoughts playing out within his mind and there was really only one explanation to this all.
"With the mirror itself destroyed, so too is the connection to the Soul Eater. But with a powerful wizard and or witch, it's still possible to track the whereabouts of this monster."
The gazes of both women looked in the direction of Batman who was clearly in deep thought, scratching at his chin with two gloved fingers.
"They knew I was coming… this was a set up," Batman's fists clinched.
Selene gulped and swallowed her own saliva.
"Pardon, but did you say they knew you were coming. Who is they?"
There wasn't an opportunity for a response as a loud beeping sound stemmed from seemingly every corner in the room of the crime scene. Batman's eyes widened, having heard this sound many times before.
"Out, now!"
"What," Kokoa blinked, confused. "What is that noise?"
Sprinting forward Batman seized the wrist of Kokoa as they raced towards the open window, and Selene followed, but not before recovering both pieces of the mirror. And it was just as the three of them leaped through the opening that the entire space exploded into flames sky high. It was on a neighboring rooftop just across the street where they ended up.
"Batman, who was anticipating you coming here?!" Selene raised her voice.
An immediate response didn't come as his eyes looked all around as he was the first to feel it, but it wasn't long before Kokoa and Selene picked up on this for themselves. From the shadows and other surrounding rooftops dark figures loomed and moved in over them.
"We're being surrounded…" Kokoa bit over her lower lip.
Those that surrounded them were dressed in black, donning the masks to the court of owls, some in the color of snow white and others in black.
"Them, this was a setup. They wanted me here," Batman glared.
At the conclusion of this the three were surrounded by at least forty members to the court. But how did they do it, the crime scene documented and on record. They knew he'd see it, no doubt in his mind. And then something in place so that his life force was sucked away by a monster. Why go through all the trouble of that when they could have just confronted him? This was all the doing of a certain vampire, he was positive of this.
"Beware The Court of Owls, that watches all the time, ruling from a shadow perch, behind granite and lime. They watch you at your hearth, they watch you in your bed, speak not a whispered word of them or they'll send The Talon for your head," the lot of them chanted at once but in more of a whisper."
"Where's your boss, where is Demitri Maximoff?!" Batman demanded.
To be continued
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