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Clash of Realms
CHP46: Reaching Out To a Witch

It was out and over the lawn that he saw them and approached as students from all around ran and retreated from a group of what looked to be at least eight of them and at the center was an individual dressed like a business man with dirty blond hair that was somewhat spiky and dark brown eyes.
"Aono Tsukune," he smiled at the head chairman. "You have something that we desire, give it to us and then we'll be out of your hair."
The vampire's fists clinched as he stared at this individual and didn't like at all the smug expression he displayed.
"Strange way of going about it," Tsukune frowned with his monster aura mounting. "Usually when someone wants something they ask, not going around attacking innocent students! How did you get passed the barriers into the academy?"
"I Daizo don't give up nottin. And it isn't like we could have just knocked at the door and asked nicely. I've learned that when you really need and want something you take it by force if needed. What I seek is something in the academy's archive, something you probably don't realize even exists. It was kept there by your predecessor, Tenmei Mikogami."
"You think you can just waltz in here and bring harm to my students and demand things and I'll just freely give it up? Then you're more delusional than you look."
Daizo laughed aloud as he cracked his knuckles and stretching out his neck. And with that the intruder transformed into a werewolf as the others standing around him also transformed into their true forms.
"Well then, we'll have no problem doing so over your dead body!"
Tsukune powered himself seeing as a battle was imminent but first looked around and made certain his students were out of the danger zone, and breathed a sigh of relief when confirming just that. Jumping back and putting space between him and the enemies Tsukune. The group came at him simultaneously at once, but it quickly became apparent that they were completely outmatched. Even with the numbers advantage they found it tough landing any hit that would deal great damage while the vampire had them on their heels and dropping several of them to the ground.
"Damn this guy is good!" one spat blood.
"Of course he is. He's an S class monster and head chairman of yokai academy," another looked to Daizo. "Boss, maybe this wasn't such a good ide…"
The monster's face was met by Tsukune's knee as he was knocked to the ground. As a werewolf, Daizo had the speed advantage over Tsukune, but that was about it and the vampire proving much too skilled for even him to handle with his anticipation and execution of moves on point. And slowly but surely he began to realize that perhaps their choice in a direct confrontation was a mistake.
XXX
The chase, if it could be considered that didn't last for very long and it was just outside the city limits of Metropolis where they came to a stop. The woman who revealed herself as Lilith Aensland sat over a rock. There was a nearby creek with the moon's light reflecting bright off the surface.
"Lovely, isn't it though?" Lilith smiled as she kicked her feet out.
"I did as you wanted, now start talking!" Morrigan shot.
Lilith calmly looked in her direction as the cool breeze blew over her face and she was without a care and Morrigan could see it. This irritated the succubus as she scratched at both sides of her nylons while her left boot dug into the dirt.
"Hhhhmm where to begin, where to begin," Lilith leaned forward and an elbow pressed against her leg and her chin resting gently in the palm of her hand. "You've felt my energy and you know your own inside out. So tell me, what do you think I am to you? No, nothing. Okay, then I'll give you a hint. Who are you and who am I?"
"Uhh… what?" Morrigan's shoulders sagged.
"Answer, one and the same," Lilith giggled.
Morrigan was utterly puzzled and Lilith laughing at the look in her eyes as she hopped off the rock and stretched with her arms over her head.
"Gimmie your hands," Lilith extended her arms and offering her hands to Morrigan as she walked forward. "Don't look at me like that, I couldn't even conceive harming you and you'll soon see why. Take my hands."
This didn't make her any less skeptical and she didn't make any move and it was Lilith that ceased her hands.
"Good, now all you gotta do is raise your spirit energy and everything will make sense."
From there with their hands clasped together, Morrigan looked into the eyes of Lilith while the smaller succubus did the same. Both powered themselves up and the reaction was unbelievably prompt, feeling as though every fiber their being felt connected, energy, spirit and down to their very heartbeat. In just this simple action Morrigan knew exactly what the succubi was to her.
"Now you know," Lilith quietly chortled. "How much do you remember of your past and what were you told about your power?"
Lilith removed her hands from Morrigan's and backtracking and giving her other half space.
"Let me see," Morrigan quietly deliberated as she reflected on the past. "I do recall something being extracted from me as a toddler but I was far too young at the time to comprehend. It wasn't till later that I learned a portion of my power had been withdrawn from my body, but I believed it a small amount."
"You heard wrong, that is the furthest thing from reality. Your current strength isn't anywhere near what you're truly capable of. I am what you could consider one third of your power. And that isn't all, another portion of your power was taken and consumed by Belial and not to return to you after his passing," Lilith said.
Morrigan's eyes batted as she stared over the pink haired succubus and deliberating what she was getting at. The whole time Superman and the other said nothing and just listened.
"You didn't know but the truth is, what you believed was your full power all this time when maxing was only one third of your true potential. Belial held one part and I'm the embodiment of the other, literally."
"But that can't be," Morrigan shook her head. "When father died, I felt no different than I had before then. If that much power was returned to me at the moment of his death I would have noticed a difference."
Lilith nodded.
"There is a possible reason for this. When Belial stored that portion of power into himself, he did so in a condensed state and so when it returned to you might not have felt a thing. It is now in your hands to figure out how to awaken it. It is possible that once you and I combine, that lost power of yours will awaken once you truly become whole again."
The queen of Makai was very skeptical and still had very many questions.
"And you know all of this, how?" Morrigan inquired.
Lilith giggled as she returned to the stone, sitting atop the stone and rubbing her hands together.
"I was wondering when you'd ask. To make a long story short, the dark messiah of Makai harnessed one third of your power and gave it a physical form," Lilith pointed to herself. "That's right, you guessed right, me!"
The eyes of both Superman and Morrigan widened. The revelation was shocking and even more of a coincidence as they had just been on the subject regarding the demon.
"And now you're likely considering what the reason behind this is," Lilith shrugged. "No definite answer, unfortunately. He groomed me early on and gained my trust, but eventually I understood his wish. The throne of Makai. Dethroning you is the only way he would achieve this and it was at that moment that I made the decision to separate from him."
"Just like that?" Morrigan said, deviously. "He didn't try and stop you?"
The smaller succubus breathed out as her finger nails scuffed at the surface of the rock.
"So, so complex. Don't want to get into all the details."
Morrigan soundlessly pondered how Jedah must have come into contact with a quantity of her power, but his intentions were obvious.
"Okay, and what is his story," Morrigan pointed to the other who she knew was an incubus just by his energy signature.
"None of your business!" the incubus shot back harshly.
"Oh Haruo, don't be so impolite," Lilith waved him off as she looked to both Superman and Morrigan. "Forgive him, he always becomes so uptight whenever the subject is about him."
"Well then, I'll keep that in mind," Morrigan looked over in his direction for a brief moment.
"So you're part of Morrigan, but there must have been a reason you chose the here and now," Superman chimed in. "Why now?"
"Because she'll need me for what's to come, those that will challenge her for the throne in Makai. She'll need to have most her power restored to defend against the various threats that are to come. And most importantly this is what Belial intended to happen. But it is your choice when that happens. We can combine now, or sometime later when you're ready," Lilith removed herself from the rock and walked towards Morrigan. "What's it going to be?"
XXX
Two hours and counting is what remained before she was due for a meeting and the vampire used the time for some meditation training, and a series of yoga exercises. From down the hall Eishun Chobyo, one of the persons that worked closely with the Dark Lord was in route to her office. Laying out a red yoga mat in the middle of the floor, Akasha dropped down atop it over her knees. Little did she know, or just didn't care to look as Chobyo cracked open the door to her office. The vampire checked out the Dark Lord's outfit. She wore a light blue tank top, dark gray yoga crop leggings and barefoot as she stretched out over the mat. His mouth was already partially open but he said nothing, so caught up in the sight of the vampire queen. His eyes widened but not surprised from seeing Akasha like this and noting how sexy she appeared. The tank just about showed off her toned stomach and the yoga leggings tight over the vampire showed off her luscious bottom. Chobyo could only imagine how flexible she was, and for the first time he just might get that chance. All he had to do was remain silent and pretend that he wasn't there.
She started with some of the basic positions. First up, was the mountain pose. And all she did was stand there and with her eyes closed, tall and with her feet together. Akasha took a deep breath and raised her hands overhead, with her palms facing each other with her arms straight.
Still within the doorway and standing still Chobyo didn't take his eyes off her for even a second. She was only in that position for a little while longer before she took to another position and an entirely different pose. The pinkette stretched herself out into a downward dog pose. She got down on all fours with her hands directly under her shoulders and her knees under her hips.
The vampire walked her hands a few inches forward and spread her fingers wide, pressing her palms into the mat. Akasha then curled her toes under and slowly pressed her hips towards the ceiling, bringing her body into an inverted V, pressing her shoulders away from her ears. Her feet were hip-width apart and her knees slightly bent as she held her breath for three full breaths. Chobyo bit her lower lip from the wonderful sight of Akasha's ass sticking up in the air. His body grew hot and he felt himself become aroused and he wanted the woman who it seemed every man in Hiklorhan wanted. And why not? She was one of the most beautiful women in the entire kingdom and the most powerful and he wanted her badly. It didn't matter if she was his boss or not, he couldn't help how he felt. He wanted to kiss her, wanted to taste her and wanted to be connected with her at the hip as they made love.
He continued watching as she went onto some advanced poses. It looked almost painful and felt he would cry if he were in the position but she did it so naturally. Akasha was in the firefly pose where she squatted to the floor with her feet a little less than shoulder distance apart, tilting her pelvis forward and brought her trunk between her legs. From this the onlooker felt himself grow hard as he bit down over his tongue.
"What the hell am I doing… what the hell am I thinking?! She's Bloodriver Akasha, the Dark Lord and princess of the entire realm!" he pondered silently.
And even as he convinced himself of this, all he could think was dirty thoughts, like taking her right then and there right over the mat. She then switched over into the warrior pose, performing it perfectly as she breathed out and her eyes still closed. Chobyo moaned softly with a shiver from just the thought of feeling Akasha's body up against his and feeling her soft skin up against his.
"Eishun," Akasha's voice came out softly, but with her eyes still closed. "Do you have something for me?"
"Damn it, did she know I was here the whole time?!" Eishun Chobyo thought silently.
The vampire knew he couldn't just stand there and say nothing, or take off for that matter. She already knew he was there and so he pushed open the door and entered with sweat running down the left side of his face.
"Yes my queen, there is somewhere here to see you. The ambassador's son," Eishun spoke nervously and almost wanted to kick himself and internally shouted to get it together.
"The ambassador's son?" Akasha questioned, still in position but with her eyes over Eishun.
"Yeah, Fumiya Ichiro is his name. I believe," Eishun wiped away some of the sweat from his face, but his body remained on fire.
Why did it always have to be this way around her?! She was just too damn beautiful, elegant and caring.
"I see," Akasha suspended her session as she sat her bottom over the mat with her knees bent in front of her.
"If you don't mind me asking, what is it you're doing? The clothing, all of this?"
Akasha let out a silent giggle with her hands behind her back.
"Yoga, silly."
"Yoga, what's yoga?" Chobyo raised a brow.
"It's something, a technique of sorts that many humans use. Yoga is a physical, mental and spiritual practice or discipline. I typically spend an hour or so with a session of this before going into aura meditation. It helps to ease and comfort the body and better prepare mind and focus. If you ever decide to get into this sort of thing, you should really consider it."
"That's ah, interesting," Eishun bit down over his lip. "I guess I might consider it, maybe."
"Well, if you do then you're in luck. I could give you a private lesson. Or better yet why not stop by one of the weekly routines that are held by Chizuko. She has a setup on the seventh floor and a lot of the ladies attend her classes. That or..." Akasha's voice trailed off as she looked at him more closely and her face turning red.
She even looked away for a moment and ran a hand over her face in awkwardness as she then slowly looked back at him.
"Hey ah, Eishun are you feeling okay?" her cheeks were bright pink.
"Sure," he gulped swallowing his own saliva. Why would she ask something like that? "Couldn't be better."
With an embarrassed look over her face the Dark Lord lifted her right leg and pointed right at the lump in his pants with her foot. And just like that Eishun's eyes fell downward over his pants and that's when he saw it, the visible swelling in his pants and he couldn't be more ashamed. Akasha must have been disgusted, and he couldn't blame her. But his job, would he lose it over something like this?! The vampire immediately jumped back and covering the area.
"There's a misunderstanding my lady!" Eishun shook his head. "It's just been a rough start to the day and…"
Giggles from the pinkette silenced him as his heart thumped as there were so many ways this could have been interpreted. The Dark Lord was just about to hit him with words of encouragement but didn't get the opportunity as her visitor appeared through the doorway alongside the building's receptionist and two vampire guards.
"Akasha-sama," the receptionist bowed her head. "Excuse my judgement, I didn't know if I should have him wait down in the lobby or bring him to you."
Considering how the queen was dressed the answer seemed more than clear. She wasn't clothed properly to meet with anyone in terms of discussing business or anything of that nature.
"I am very sorry, my lord. We shall return to the…"
"Nonsense," Akasha cut the woman off. "He's already here so I will see him. The rest of you may leave us, we'll converse in private. That is what you intended, isn't it Mister Fumiya?"
She looked straight at him while he nodded in confirmation as everyone else took off, including Eishun who walked on with his head dropped beneath his shoulders. The doors closed behind them and right away Ichiro was looking her up and down from head to toe and a mischievous grin over his features and Akasha noticing as she shot him a frown which prompted a backpedal.
"I'm doing you a favor, I don't normally take unscheduled guests," the Dark Lord crossed her arms. "You have your father to thank, he's been quite helpful with his contributions to the capital since my reinstatement to the throne."
"Yeah, yeah I'm actually here on father's behalf," Ichiro reached into his left jacket pocket and handed Akasha a few stacks of papers. "It's all there."
She accepted and took the stacks into her hands.
"And what am I looking at?" the Dark Lord asked.
"Dunno," Ichiro shrugged. "Don't know crap about any of what my Oldman does, might as well be in a different language. He did however say something about the kingdom of Reinganar and I heard Kenzie Jie's name mentioned a whole lot."
Ichiro again shrugged as Akasha backtracked and sat atop her desk a few feet away from the yoga mat. She silently skimmed over the information with one leg raised, bouncing up and down over the other and Ichiro with his eyes over her the entire time. Boy was she sexy, especially dressed like that with the outfit really showing off her body. He didn't know why she was dressed this way, and frankly didn't care.
"Hhhmm, I see. This has to do with the ongoing affairs and advances between we and Reinganar," Akasha ran a finger over the third page just before lowering it from her face. "But he could have done so himself… and if he were going to send someone, it would be among those in his staff who're affiliated in all this."
Akasha's voice came out with suspicion in her tone, and equally as much in her gaze as she stared him down. The vampire opposite of her chuckled nervously and swallowed back.
"Then I guess there's no point in trying to keep it secret," he was with his hands inside his pockets as he walked about. "I had a little conversation with my father and offered to be the one to deliver this information. True, I'm not really in the loop far as his business no would I even begin to understand any of it but I'm around him enough to catch a small detail here and there."
The Dark Lord's expression hadn't changed, still with her gazing burning over him.
"Your reason, Fumiya?"
"Fumiya," he laughed aloud while scratching through the top of his hair. "Address me as Ichiro, just as you had in the past. I get the circumstances are different from way back then, and you being queen and all but…"
"But, what?! I'd be careful what you say from here and remember just who it is you're talking too."
And with that Ichiro immediately bit down over his tongue and resituated his stance and posture.
"Okay, let's cut right to the chase… Colton Orsic, the cancelled marriage ceremony."
It was Akasha's turn to laugh as she tossed the sheets of paper aside atop the desk before she lowered off the desktop.
"And just who the hell do you think you are? That was worlds ago when we once knew each other, and I was barely just figuring out who I was at that time. You forced yourself onto then, there was never true love or anything close to it. Perhaps you've changed, all of us do over time. But your actions here today, stepping into my office so prematurely with the intent to sweep me off my feet proves that at your very core that you haven't changed at all. You're a womanizing snake!"
"Now hold on," Ichiro placed a hand out in front of himself in protest. "We've barely spoken or mingled since our little reunion several weeks ago and to throw around labels is a bit unfair."
The pinkette snarled while rolling her eyes and pointing to the exit.
"Get out, you have no business here and I will not listen to any more of your lies. You're not to set foot in this building again unless called upon, which is doubtful and your name will be placed on the no trespass list. I would never stoop so low as to ever even entertaining the idea of being with someone like you. Out of my sights, filth!"
She again pointed to the exit as his fists clinched, but he said nothing afraid for what she might do. So instead with his shoulders lowered and a bite into his pride he took off with his fists tightened he stopped at the sound of the Dark Lord's voice.
"A little advice," she spoke softly as he turned and faced her. "If you want a woman, show her that you care in the way that you carry yourself and the things that you do for her. The little things really do make a difference. I wish you well, I really do."
"Tsh," Ichiro shrugged.
Those were her last words as he pushed open the door and was on his way out and down the hall but with a hidden smirk over the left side of his lips.
"It was a longshot, whatev. I'll never have her, I'll concede," the vampire continued on down the hall with his hands inside his pockets and a silent chortle. "But today is going to make invading your daughter's peach, all the more worth it."
XXX
Liego was thrown into the ring, the two guards snapping their wrists and sending him bouncing across the stones. There was a slam behind him as the door to his chamber was closed. He lay there for a moment, dazed, as the roar of hundreds of cheers surrounded him and one central voice, louder than the rest, proclaimed the event. Slowly, the warrior rolled onto his stomach, and slowly he stood. The crowd hissed and booed in return. Across from him stood a female yokai in the form of a gargoyle, much like himself, striding back and forth at the other end of the ring, a sword in one hand and dressed in tight gold leather armor. She was tossing glances up to the crowd and posing dramatically. Making a show of it. Liego growled and stepped backwards, huddling up against the wall of the arena, teeth bared in a snarl. He did not like this. Not even in the slightest.
A flash of familiarity caught his eye. Startled, he turned, and amidst the cheering screaming crowd saw one man, leaning on the rail, watching with a smug grin at the scene below. Their eyes met. And he could never forget that arrogant face… and that blade. Yes, him no doubt. Liego remembered him very vividly, for it was that gargoyle that had greeted him when he swam out of unconscious, after his unit was sent out on their latest mission and most of the squad losing their lives. And he was the man responsible for assigning the mission, no better yet, suicide mission. And even if he didn't say it, Liego already knew the truth. He wanted them dead, all of them.
"If I survive this," Liego breathed and the words were lost by the roar of the crowd, "I will finish you, and end you in the most painful way possible."
The gargoyle smiled even more as the warrior's lips moved.
"Well, I'm sure everyone here is ready to see our lovely lady Esme in action again," someone boomed and the crowd grew a touch quieter, "So! Let the fight commence!"
It was the large city of Tsucure, a landmark and territory just out of the reaches to the kingdom of Thishieita. Many from neighboring lands were in attendance to observe the qualifiers matches which was slated for twenty separate battles within the arena taking place one after another. For a moment Liego took some time to observe those watching from the stands and seeing how excited they were. But there was someone in particular that his eyes fell squarely over. It was the emperor of the entire realm, Apollo! He hadn't any idea the harbinger would be attending in person, and in that moment his hatred for a certain someone ceased as he was pumped and fired up to put on the best show that he possibly could. His opponent stepped forward, putting both hands on her sword and bringing it up to guard. Liego had never fought someone that used a blade quite like hers. He could only guess at how this would work. She would have the advantage of reach for sure. The advantage of speed, however, would be his corner as it was with most opponents faced with him. As seemingly alluring as that armor was to most, he wouldn't know. It had to impede movement somehow, the gargoyle assumed. Yes, he could outmaneuver her. And up close, well, her sword would only get in the way and he had his claws.
The nervousness little pit in his stomach started to cease as the charge of the battle pressed in tight around him. The shouting of the crowds seemed to dim and all he could hear was his own heart and the crunch of Esme's boots on the gritty tile floor. She was smiling slightly, that tight grimace of anticipation. Well then, woman, let's begin.
She charged, brought her sword down in an arc directed for his shoulder. He dove to the side and red heat flashed across his shoulder blade. Longer reach than he thought. He continued to skid backwards as she followed up with a reverse swing; one that would split open his stomach had it connected. Then he found his back smacking against stone and Esme paused for dramatic effect.
But this was a fight and not a show. This was a battle that was gonna get him in the big tournament and that's the only thing he concerned himself with. He just wanted it to end. So he sprang, using his hind legs as a lever against the stone of the wall, and shot like an arrow out at her. She responded with her sword, holding it across her body to deter his attack with the sharp of the blade. Liego caught it with one hand, felt it slice his palm open, and failed to care. Claws tore across her belly, caught in her armor, ripped it open, and dug into the skin beneath.
She cried, a sound louder and more piercing than the cheering crowd, and threw him back with a kick and the blade. The gargoyle flapped his wings as he somewhat floated off the ground. Blood dripped freely from both of them now and they both were breathing hard. As one, in some unspoken agreement, they ran towards each other again. Esme aimed high, hoping to take her opponent's head off, and Liego went low, dropping to his side and sliding under her sword to latch onto her legs. The muscle was not protected by armor and he slashed claws along both of these. She crumpled, he shot to his feet, wrapped an arm around her neck, and drew the claws through one more time and watched the sword fall from her limp hand and the curls of her hair grow thick and heavy with blood.
Liego staggered backwards a few steps but maintained his balance. The reek of copper filled his nostrils and screams pounded into his ears, giving the surroundings an odd and unreal attribute. Like everything had stopped existing after she was out cold. Quite frankly he hadn't any idea if she was even still alive. Participants losing their lives in battle, even in exhibitions wasn't uncommon in the realm of monsters. Medics were quickly into the ring and lifting her beaten body over a stretcher as Liego was declared the winner. Apollo sat inside a press box with a couple of his own personal guards but he was always with a guest who just so happened to be Eris's temporary fill in.
"My child," the harbinger looked to the witch who was to his left with concern in his eyes. He could see and feel the distress coming from her. "You do not have to watch anymore, if you'd rather not."
"She was beat," Ruby said sadly and her tone low. "The match should have been stopped before escalating to such a point. She might be…"
Apollo caringly lowered a hand over Ruby's shoulder and shook his head.
"Do not let it get to you, my child. What you see before you is the life of a warrior, each and every one that chooses to take up such a life understands not only the reward but the risks that come along with it."
She knew that he was right and understood this for herself, but hearing it from him and feeling his gentle touch was calming and reassuring, bringing a smile to her face. Apollo's gaze met with a passing individual carrying a tray with a few items over it.
"Tea, anyone?"
XXX
The first couple times were agonizing, but after three days of being prisoner and their personal toy, she had slowly began to tolerate the torture. They would often come in one after another, or sometimes in groups of two or three and have their way with her. And rarely did she see much of the ogre running the show. Only his hired muscle and guards watching over the cellblock.
She didn't know what time it was, but she must have fallen asleep over the bed and awoke at the loud sliding sounds that the prison doors gave off. The elf barely opened her eyes with a yawn as she sat up over the bed over her knees and wearing a dark black t-shirt as they had confiscated all her weaponry and gear. She roughly stood at 5'8 and had long red hair, with gold colored eyes and pointy ears. One locked up the door behind them after closing the door shut and she knew exactly what was to come and there was no use in fighting it. She tried that the first couple times, but with the same result with her being overpowered and the tended to go a lot easier on her when she was a willing party.
"Hey boys," her voice came out seductive as she also positioned herself in a suggestive manner over the bed.
The left side of her face was covered by strands of hair, as she lied out over her back and with her legs spread. She even closed her eyes awaiting the inevitable, but instead she was forcefully pulled out of the bed and found herself positioned over her knees in the middle of the room and that's when they went right to work on her just as others before them. The one in front grabbed and pulled at her hair and her eyes expanding at the sight of his exposed and erected private. While she couldn't see, the elf listened to the other ogre behind her unzip his pants and his hands over her waist. She bit back sharply and preparing herself for the eventual penetration and when it happened her cries echoed and bounced off the walls.
"No, not there you disgusting pig!" the elf shouted as she looked back over her shoulder.
Amused and with a chortle the ogre filled her deeper as shouted and the one standing in front of her forcing her head around.
"Put yur mouth to good use!"
And it was just like that in which one of those beasts took her from the mouth and the other in her ass. Halfway through the elf felt she might pass out while their members shot in and out of her simultaneously as she drooled from her mouth. She didn't know how long the torture lasted, but eventually they released at once it seemed while she dropped to the ground in pure exhaustion and the two of them laughing down over her. Together they exited the cell while she lied over her side on the cold cement surface and trying to catch her breath. It had to have been five ten minutes later that she heard additional footsteps approaching. Was it another group of them? She didn't know how much more of this she could take. She slowly pushed herself up and looked towards the prison doors and that's when she saw him. And considering what visits by his henchmen meant, this was a breath of fresh air. She didn't want him to have the pleasure of seeing hope sinking away when he looked upon her face. She would sometimes imagine that somehow it would be someone else that would have come to break her free. To save her.
"Nothing to say, Cecily? No smart remarks? How dissatisfying."
"Screw you, Ilon!"
Cecily Hadlee hated how her name came out of his mouth with such egotism. She saw something being pushed through the bars as it was set upon the floor and shoved towards her. She slowly lowered her face and looked upon the plate with food and a cup of water.
"Is your servant taking a day off?" Cecily tried to make the word 'servant' sound just as belittling as he had said her name and she could hear him chuckle.
"There she is. You almost had me worried that I would have broken your feisty spirit."
"Your men will never break me," she shot.
"I have no intention to," he said looking down upon her as she sat on her knees on the cold prison floor. "You will succumb to me willingly. Hold up your end of the bargain and you will never again find yourself in such a quandary. We had Isla Hayhurst in our grasp, and as you know she managed to escape. And you promised me prince Arlo and from the reports from my inside people, the prince is safe and sound in the kingdom of Vindellorien. Don't make promises you can't make."
"I gave the inside scoop, it was your Xsouvizs that failed," she spat out and she looked at him with all the hate she could muster inside her.
"Watch yourself, woman," he said calmly.
He knelt down in front her. One hand grasping one of the bars. The muscles in his arm tensed when he grasped the metal. She had no doubt that with his strength he could yank the bar right out.
"Apparently you do not see the big picture here. Isla didn't just escape, but it's been reported she made away with important info that could be incriminating to our faction. There've been reports of a vampire sighting, and the description of the said vampire is troubling. And the way her ferocity and skill was described points to the one of interest. A member of the mighty Asagao three! And needn't I remind you of their master, who just so happened to return from a presumed death!"
"We've had this discussion and that is why I'm here and caged like a dog! You're jumping the gun, if the Dark Lord's warriors were involved in her freeing and she has possession of certain information I think it would be safe to assume Bloodriver Akasha and the emperor would be breathing down our throats and tearing down known campsites of the Xsouvizs," the sound of her voice was barely a whisper. "You have no desire for a peaceful world, do you?"
Ilon retracted his hand from the bars.
"On the contrary. The world that I envision is a very peaceful world. This world of light or whatever that Apollo sees it as is chaos, unsalvageable. The one that we seek to free will bring about true order in things. But a discussion to be had sometime later. I'm here to inform you that you will be released first thing in the morning and you may return your people and continue to feed us info. Do remember not to fail me again, for next time you will not get off so easily. I shall personally put a blade through your heart."
That was the news she had been so desperately waiting to hear and she watched Ilon take off down the hall, snorting as he pushed through a set of double doors. Leader of the Xsouvizs was met by one of his spokespeople who handed him an envelope with a letter inside.
"A delivery raven brought this in while you were visiting the prison cellblocks. It is addressed to you from Ched Vlet. Three of Fairy Tale's own are in route to meet with us here at the fortress. Kiria Yoshii, Akua Shuzen and Kuyo, sir."
Ilon read over the contents inside for himself.
XXX
The bell over the door jingled as it swung open. Two persons entered the shop of wonders. She looked around the store in awe.
"Hello, Miss. Sendo, nice to see you again," the cashier called out.
He wore a cape in the color of dark purple and a top hat, which be tipped to the woman.
"And who is this fellow, young lady?" he looked to the one beside her
The other smirked up at the older man as he offered a hand and shook hands with him.
"Fang Fang Huang, sir," he introduced himself.
The one on the opposite side of the counter rubbed at his chin and then came an expression of realization.
"Oh yes, you must be the son of Ten-Ten and Fei-Hong Huang. I've heard very much about your family from those that have passed through. And you can just call me Eto, I specialize in magic."
"So I've heard. Yukari has mentioned your name more than a couple times," Fang Fang grinned modestly. "Is witchcraft your specialty?"
"I would consider myself more of a wizard, but I constantly dive into both worlds," he replied.
"Interesting, than you must be one busy guy," he boomed. "I'm honored to have had the opportunity to meet you."
Yukari just stood off to the side and listened to them talk as the conversation shifted over to small talk and various other topics. This magic shop was the one she visited most, purchasing and stacking up on items that would help with improving on her own personal craft. Not one of them noticed as she took off on her own and exploring the shop. Yukari practically knew where to find everything, but every other week new items were being brought in and she inspected each section in search for something that might be useful.
Yukari's led her to a corner and the witch stopping in front of a barrel of fake spiders. She picked out a cobalt creepy-crawler and spun in a circle, looking for a victim. Her lips curled when her eyes fell over a boy, who just so happened to be one of Eto's helpers at the end of the aisle, staring up at shelves of tricks.
She tiptoed over with the spider and placed it lightly on his left shoulder, but using a quick spell which somewhat brought the spider to life. Its limbs and legs moved around realistically. At first he didn't notice, but that changed as it came up over the area of his neck. He looked down and barely caught sight of the spider before he yelped loudly and slapped it off, jumping into Yukari's arms. She caught him by the shoulders, laughing gleefully.
"Why must you always scare me, Miss Sendo?" his heart raced as she patted him over the head and laughed some more.
But then she backed off as there was a vibrating buzz stemming from her left back pocket. Backing away from the boy she reached into her pocket and pulled out her phone with a message on screen reading, "Across the street. Come alone." The caller ID came up as Aono Tsukune, and she wondered what he was doing in this part of town and away from the academy and his duties.
Whatever it was must have been important if he was coming all the way out here to meet and choosing to do so in private. On her way to the exit she looked out towards the counter and made sure she was clear before she took off out of the doors and across the street. Once there she called out to Tsukune but didn't get an immediate answer as she then stepped into an alley and that's when a loud swooping came down over her. She nearly almost jumped out of her boots at the sight of him and it wasn't who she was expecting to see.
"Bbbbat… Batman!" she just about lost her footing with her back slamming up against the brick wall behind her. "What are you doing in Japan and where is Tsukune?"
A hand was placed over her heart as she looked all around and searching for the head chairman of yokai academy.
"Not here," Batman confirmed.
"But his name came up on the…"
Yukari stopped speaking halfway through her sentence as Batman revealed more of himself from the shadows. She recalled some of the stories she heard about the caped crusader directly from Tsukune and Moka, particularly how resourceful he was and his expertise in tech.
"You pretended to be Tsukune to lure me out here," her eyes narrowed with a scowl. "That was low, how you do that? Making it appear as both his number and name… hell, how'd you get my number?!"
Batman moved in on her with a slip of paper in hand which he handed to her, and Yukari taking it into her hands.
"Do you understand any of this?" the masked hero inquired.
The witch unfolded the piece of paper and took a look at all the contents written, which was a copy of the original. Right away she knew exactly what this was.
"Spells…" she murmured.
Hearing this was encouraging for the dark knight but he wasn't yet ready to jump the gun.
"Could you rework them?"
"Uh huh, but not without a book of Shadows."
"Do you have one?" Batman asked.
Yukari immediately lowered the paper and looking up at him and almost shocked.
"Forgive me asking, but why? Of everyone possible you could have come to, why me? You've got your Justice League with tons of other contacts I'm sure."
"You weren't my first choice," Batman responded, as not only John Constantine came to mind, but Ruby Tojo. "You were the easiest to track and most importantly you specialize in exactly what we need."
"We?" Yukari asked.
"A potential danger to the public, but with those spells listed encoded and exposed that hazard can be avoided."
"Really," her gaze brightened. "The Justice League is asking for my help?!"
Batman glared down over her and she swallowed back.
"Stay focused. In time I will fill you in further if you're willing to help. The choice is yours to make, if you want to get involved then great and if not… we'll find another way. It's your decision."
From within his utility he pulled out a small device and handed it to her.
"Use this to make contact, it'll only be active for seventy two hours and after that it will no longer be useable. If I don't hear from you in that time I'll know your answer. Give yourself time to think before you make a decision."
Yukari turned her head away at the sounds of footsteps progressively approaching and Fang Fang came into view from across the street and stopping short of her.
"There you are, you completely disappeared on us. What're you doing over here all alone?"
"Well, I…"
She looked to where Batman had been standing but he was no longer there.
"It's a," she paused as she bit down over her tongue and looking down over both the device and paper. The witch folded the sheet, putting both the paper and device away in her pockets. "Nothing… nothing at all. Thought I saw something, let's go back."
Yukari smiled at him as she took his hand into hers and together they jogged across the street and reentered the magic shop. From atop the rooftops Batman watched them, but turned away and pressed down over the left side of his cowl.
"Bruce," someone spoke on the other end. "Did you find her?"
"Yes."
"And her answer?"
"She doesn't have one yet, Zee."
"And why not Ruby, she's the more powerful and skilled of the two in witchcraft, is she not?" Zatanna asked.
There was a pause on his end before he spoke.
"Yes, but for obvious reasons I didn't. Our operation here is to be kept in a small circle and Tojo works closely with Aono Tsukune. Any information relayed to her she'd relay to him most likely."
"And so what if she did, those spells on their own wouldn't reveal what we'd be using them for. What I got from the specs, there are various purposes they might be casted for. And I've contacted Jason Blood and he's willing to help wherever necessary."
"Good. We'll talk later, Batman out."
The conversation ended as he pressed down over the side of his cowl.
XXX
After such a long afternoon at the capital which saw many inquiries and a few unexpected problems rising, but nothing she wasn't able to take care of with the assistance of her staff. And when returning home there was a hot bubble bath filled with herbs awaiting her, curtsey of her servants. The Dark Lord didn't waste any time getting undressed and into the tub. And for a long while she just lied there and soaked, almost forgetting about all her personal stresses. Time flew and she must have spent nearly forty minutes in the tub, and her eyes closed for a majority of it.
Afterwards she stepped out drying with two towels before dressing into a light blue robe and heading for the dining room. For the next half an hour she spent that time in one of the very many kitchens within the castle and baking up a couple selections of sweets and desserts. The castle chefs and cooks had already taken care of dinner. Humming to herself she removed a couple dozen items from the oven and set them out a handful of plates and then over a table.
There were a few dusty spots around and she could have called for assist, Akasha decided to take up the task on her own using a wet rag. There was a nearby record player which she started up and listened to classical music while she did some dusting. During this time she felt another presence and perceived small sounds, but didn't care much to take a look. She continued along until she was finished and rubbing her hands together.
Letting out a sigh, she smirked with a sense of accomplishment. Akasha's right brow then rose when she inspected the area and saw the brownies that she had left on the table. The pink haired vampire clearly remembered stacking twelve on the one plate. Right then her eyes scoured the area as she picked up on a munching sound from the next room over and headed that way. She sighed and turned to out into the hall where she found Sasha. The small girl looked at her, trying her very best to hide her visibly chubby cheeks as she slowly tried to chew without Akasha seeing.
"Hi, momma."
"Two brownies are missing," the Dark Lord crossed her arms.
"Huh?" the innocent look in her eyes indicated she didn't know what her mother was talking about, or at least pretending she didn't.
"Why is there only ten now, I wonder?" Akasha scratched at her chin.
"Hhhmm!" the seven year old vampire placed her hands over her mouth, and Akasha noticing that she gulped as she licked at the edges of her mouth.
Akasha tried hard to refrain herself from smiling.
"Me nah know, who you think would take it, momma?" she actually had the nerve to ask.
"Don't know," Akasha shrugged while choosing to play along. "Do you know who took it?"
"No-no.." she violently shook her head. "Maybe miss Kayeda or somebody else."
Akasha smirked, it was true that Selene especially enjoyed her dessert dishes, but it was more than obvious who the culprit was.
"But Selene is currently out, so it couldn't have been her. You sure it wasn't little Sasha trying to eat sweets before dinner?"
The child swallowed back as her throat went somewhat dry.
"Not me, never! She very sneaky, and maybe took it with her before she leave! I think she was the one that took em, yes," Sasha said with confidence.
Akasha let out a giggle with a hand to her mouth. She breathed out again and ruffled her daughter's hair and decided to let it go.
"Okay hun, so we have to guard the rest of the desserts so Selene nor anyone else can steal again, okay?"
"Yeah," Sasha nodded.
The child smiled brightly and rubbed up against her mother; relieved that Akasha was not suspecting her.
"Oh and before I forget," Akasha kneeled in front of Sasha. "I'm going to take you someplace special tomorrow or the day after."
"Really, where to?"
"It's a surprise," Akasha pulled her in close for a hug.
To be continued
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