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Clash of Realms	By : RaphaelTMNT Category: -Misc Anime > Crossovers Views: 3294 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Clash of Realms
CHP54: Island in Sight

She was deep in it now and she knew it. His glare alone seemed to melt the bones away in her body and for a moment the succubus almost wished she wasn't in her own shoes. She'd been inside his head and knew exactly what he must have been thinking. Anger, frustration and heartache all wrapped in one bundle. And from afar, a member of the Dark Stalker Slayers took aim over the group and firing off a projectile which fastened through the air and came down over the group.
But Morrigan was quick to react as her body broke down into a school of bats which engulfed them all and took off into the night sky as the projectile exploded over the ground and sections of the concrete shattering. Baby Bonnie Hood was with a Bazooka in hand, specially designed to deal with monsters. Running out passed everyone to the point of impact, she looked to put down anyone that remained standing and to her greatest surprise there wasn't a single soul.
"Where did… where'd they all go!" the monster hunter stomped.
By then there were no signs of the bats which had already disappeared through the clouds. And while she searched around for them, others of the hunters joined her side from out far. But they weren't the only ones to have gotten away as the witch who'd been knocked unconscious was also missing.
"Damn it, she's gone missing too! Just where the hell did she go?!" one shouted aloud.
BB Hood looked back in that direction and cursed under her breath while applying a tight grip over her weapon and nothing short of frustrated.
"Search the area, they couldn't have gotten far and hurry!" Baby Bonnie Hood raised a single arm. "I doubt we have very much time before the police come along, they have a nag for that. Damn this!"
Following her lead and commands, the Dark Stalker Slayers scoured the whole area but found nothing and collectively were frustrated. But none more than BB Hood herself. They had no choice but to clear the area after a short and unsuccessful search of the targets. And it was just over three miles and a half away where the bats touched down and everyone that had been engulfed rematerialized over the rooftop. Audrey was positioned over her hands and knees, breathing out and feeling relieved. Robin on the other hand felt like his skin was crawling, and felt a whole lot more dirty than he had in a long while. Fists tightened and staring right at her, Batman marched and the muscles in Morrigan's shoulders twitched as she felt him draw nearer.
"I have some explaining to do," she slowly and nervously turned towards him. "And you want and need answers… but not here and now."
"Then when?!" Batman growled.
The succubus stepped back and but did so too fast and almost lost her footing. But she quickly regained her posture and looked him in the face.
"Soon, just not in front of her. Let me just return her to the palace and secure her. I'll make contact and we can talk in private…"
Morrigan bit at her lower lip as Audrey both tugged and pulled at her side.
"Mom, what's wrong? Why he talking to you like that?"
The succubus turned her head ever so slightly and looked down at her daughter, but in a way that the child had not seen from her mother. It was all out on the table now and she knew there was no use in holding back now, not from Bruce or her daughter. And so for a moment her eyes just closed as she gathered her thoughts.
"I apologize, my love," Morrigan reached down and cupped Audrey's chin with a single hand. "For keeping you away from your father your whole life… from him."
She slowly turned and looked to Batman who was nothing short of aggravated.
"Whatchu mean?" the child looked up at her mother with really no idea as to what she was trying to convey.
This was proving far more difficult than she could have drawn up and the look in the eyes of her daughter brought heartache that she didn't think would arise from such a moment.
"You should be properly introduced," Morrigan's tone was low, but took hold of her daughter's wrist. "My darling, meet Batman… or otherwise known as Bruce Wayne, your father."
Pulling back and out of Morrigan's hold, Audrey looked up at Batman who did the same and her eyes wide in disbelief.
"No way, you mean Batman is my father?!"
A whiff of excitement whooshed through her body, while Robin felt his stomach grumble and felt he might vomit in his mouth. He was overly aggravated and annoyed, but these feelings only partially directed at his father and the other just with the entire situation as a whole. Just what the hell was happening?!
XXX
The ship's tavern was loud as it normally was, shouting, music and dancing. Dinah Lance had a few drinks of her own, mostly to try and pass time and found herself in a corner of the room feeling somewhat tipsy and feeling as though she might have overdid it. And in the middle of it all Luke Fox sat at a table engaged in a game of chess against the captain's second in command. The game winner had been split, 2-2 and the third and final a winner take all. A bead of sweat trickled down the left side of his face as he breathed inward as he moved his piece over the board.
His opponent looked the move over cautiously, but didn't move his own piece right away. By just the look in his eyes and the way his shoulders tensed, displayed how much he wanted this. Eventually the second in command moved his piece and Luke with a silent chuckle. This was setting up to be quite the finale, Fox leaned forward with his chin resting in the palm of his hand. The tavern was so loud that he could barely hear himself think, but that wouldn't be an excuse and nor would he use it. Surveying the board and calculating his next move, he took one piece in between his fingers, but someone bumped into his left side.
"Excuse me. My apologies."
He looked up from the board for only a moment to see the elf royal, smiling down over him as she passed by, but that wasn't all. She'd dropped something into his lap, an envelope. Again he looked her way as she stepped out of the ship's tavern and she gave him a quick wink. Biting back, Luke batted an eye. Tearing open the envelope, he took a look inside with just a few words written, "See me in my stateroom, ASAP. Come alone."
And by the time he once more looked towards the door, she was already gone. There was a slight lump in his throat as he swallowed back.
"Make a move, kid," the second in command was with a toothpick in the left side of his mouth.
Refocusing, Luke moved his piece while his competitor leaned back. In just a few more turns each, the second in command closed out the game with a checkmate and laughed victoriously as he stood and patted Fox over the back.
"Good games lad, good games! This here needs a drink, how about… care to join me?!"
"Nah, thanks for the offer. I'll pass."
"Suit yourself."
The second in command went straight for the bar while Luke took his stand, taking to the exit doors. The cool air over his face was refreshing from the heat that was inside the tavern and caught a glimpse of the moon's light shining bright over the surface of the waves. For a few moments he found a spot over the deck and enjoyed the prospect, but just as quickly took another look at the note before he was on his way. The location was on the other side of the ship, which Luke used a staircase and arrived at her door in just a few minutes. A seagull emblem stared back at him and with one hand he knocked. He almost smiled at the thought of both he and Dinah's situation. He had fought petty criminals of all sorts, just as she and even seen death…. and for all these months, this. The whole thing was like something out of a kid's cartoon. But then there was also something else that came to mind, which more or less plagued his thoughts for most the day. Miukei, and the kiss they had. She hadn't brought it up, and there was plentiful opportunities that she could have. He started to think that maybe his earlier assumption was accurate, that she'd been too intoxicated to remember much of what happened. And before he had time to dive on that thought further, the door opened.
The soft light of a single candle illuminated her face and she looked as beautiful as a sunrise and as breathtaking as a sunset. The months had been tough and at first he didn't know what to make of her but that had recently changed.
"Come in. Did anyone see you coming this way?"
"No," he shook his head.
Their eyes met and from then they were frozen in each other's eyes. Why she had left that note and summoned him to her quarters he did not know, but quite frankly in that instant he could really care less. And the fire in his eyes made her throat run dry like a dessert. Lust, need and something much more mysterious lingered within her own eyes, forcing him not to want to look away. Isla's hand was tight over the handle of the wooden door in a brief moment of hesitation, but then she pushed it open without a second thought. Her purple eyes were on him, studying his face, as he wordlessly walked in. Her heart stopped in anticipation as he closed the door. The elf noble positioned her back against the wall as they both stood there. Her eyes glanced over to the door and then quickly returned to look at him. Her ears perked, twitching while she listened to some of the outer sounds. And then before he could even begin to steady his frantic heartbeat Isla grabbed him by the shoulders. His teeth caught his lower lip as the heat within him was set on flames by her touch. Luke knew exactly what was to come now, and didn't want to fight it.
"Do you know why I called you here?" Isla whispered as she softly began to push her back towards the wall. Luke granted his eyes permission to fall down to her plump lips, and the urge to kiss them burned him up. He felt his back hit the wall as she came dangerously close to him. It was evident he was waiting for her to commence it all. Quick, little breaths left her as she gave him a small smile and nodded.
"Let's have some fun, alrighty," she said with a glint in her eyes.
Luke blinked a couple times as he had never heard such a playful tone to her voice… his ache for her was now uncontrollable. Thankfully her hands then grabbed any fabric they could and pulled him even closer to her warm body. Their lips crashed together and reality slowed. Time stopped. Even the outer world must have stopped because that moment felt perfect. Not perfect in the way that the word could define, but perfect in a way which hadn't been discovered. His eyes fluttered closed as his hands grabbed the sides of her face, freezing her in place.
Her lips felt amazingly soft against his and every idea of how it would feel to kiss her again was just as pleasant, if not even more glorifying. It was now that Luke had to create another level of grandeur to even begin to be able to describe how it felt to have her kissing him this way with so much passion than any time before. Then everything began to move again. Waves created turbulence as the shipped rocked back and forth. And then, it was just them. Lips against lips. Frenzied movements. Tongues against tongues. Wild breaths. Body against body.
And oh heavens, his perfect body felt unreasonably … good against hers. Her mind was just detonating with wonderful, lip biting words describing the moment. Her name was branded on the mountains of Vindellorien and woven in the wind against a background of serenity. And that's when Isla felt pure bliss at the hands of the man in front of her. A moan escaped her as his tongue moved over to the side of her mouth and began to travel down to her neck. While he was busy tasting her skin she began to remove items of his clothing that needed to be off. Logic and duty were thrown out of her mind as hands began to drop his clothes on the floor.
His chest was quickly in full glorious sight, allowing her hands to slide up and down his toned torso. Luke then looked into her eyes as she stopped admiring his body and focused at the a few bruises littering his chest. Isla's right, small hand spread over his heart and he would have cried at the way she closed her eyes and felt his heartbeat as if needing that reassurance that it was beating. Her eyes then opened and he leaned in close to rest his forehead against hers.
"Oh darling," Isla whispered as her eyes became damp.
His fingertips caressed both her cheeks and she gulped at the pure adoration reflected in his deep brown eyes.
"Darling huh? We're in territory like that?"
"Maybe," she ran a hand over the left side of his face. "You do best not to fall in love with me… this is only temporary."
"Back at you," Luke whispered.
"Shut up and put that mouth of yours to good use."
She spoke in her British accent while pressing her lips to his and opened her mouth as if she wanted him to taste the words on her tongue. And that's when the fire of lust turned that candle of urgency on because his hands hurried to undress her. She began to take deep breaths when he kneeled in front of her. He was having difficulty undoing her complicated gown so he instead opted to start from the bottom, while she quickly unstrapped it from the top. But he did not stand up after knowing that she could undress herself.
She playfully shook her head and closed her eyes as his hands slid under her dress and began to climb up her legs… taking a portion of her dress along with them. Her own fingers dug into his neck and upper shoulders as his own hands grabbed her thighs. His tongue slid against the inside of her thighs so deliciously close to the source of heat that spread all over her. Head thrown back, the lieutenant was made to surrender all coherent thought.
"Mmhh," Isla murmured, tightening her hold on his neck.
She felt like she would collapse right there but she embarrassingly sighed in discontent when he stopped his tongue-action. He was teasing her… that was very obvious because he smirked as he stood up and pulled her dress up her shoulders and arms. The dress accompanied his clothes on the floor. Isla narrowed her eyes and in that second in which he reached to undress her from her thin underdress, she grabbed and turned him around so his back would now be against the wall. She then quickly stepped back.
Luke laughed under his breath and made an effort to reach for her. But then she turned around with a small smile on her lips and walked towards the bed. Before she reached it, the elf turned and removed her clothing that remained and threw it to the side. It was almost dark in the room but she could see the radiating fire in his eyes as they scanned her naked body. His mouth was slightly opened and his chest fell and rose at a rhythm which almost made it look like he couldn't breathe. It was almost as if he was seeing her like this for the first time, but both knew that wasn't true. He started walking towards her with a predatory look in his gaze which made her breathing come to a stop. Her body trembled with anticipation and in a way which felt just right. His lust wasn't just accompanied by need… but by something deeper.
Luke's hands ached to feel her naked skin so his steps hurried along to her. A knight drawn to his princess. Destiny intertwined just right to allow these moments to happen and she would make sure she moaned his name all night and more nights to come, before it ended. She was to be his, and he was to be hers until the journey ended.
He finally came to her and began to kiss her with an urgency that he had not known about himself.
"Are you sure?" he asked under his breath. "What if someone of the crew passes by and hears us. Maybe we should wait until we're on land."'
She sighed at his question and pushed him onto the bed. He smiled to himself as she moved to straddle him. He took that as her answer and then his hands began to explore her petite body. His fingertips raced down her torso admiring her smooth, ivory skin. He was in awe by her.
Isla also got busy in removing his pants as quickly as her hands could go. With some help from him, he was finally unclothed. Her mind cleared of everything, quickly she straddled him once more. She saw the way he took a deep breath and sat down, pressing his chest to hers, to be able to kiss her again.
"Getting your way with me again, I see," Luke murmured at her ear.
"I'm your superior," she murmured with a raised, teasing brow. "I'll take what I want"
And then, as to prove her point, her hands wrapped around his length which made his own hands grasp at her hips in surprise.
Luke wanted his touches to be gentle but then she began to move her hips against him causing that delicious heat to build up and well… passion overtook gentleness and the lighting in the room seemed to diminish as her tongue caressed his bottom lip. She laid against his body, arms wrapped around his neck, pushing him down to the bed. Their lips met and met over and over again. His hands caressed her face with a gentle touch as his lips did the opposite to her own. He was so gentle and careful with her that her eyes closed every time he kissed her. They closed because she didn't need to reassure herself. She knew he was falling for her without needing to see his eyes. And then perhaps she also knew that it was the same for her.
She gasped for some air between their kisses until she pulled a bit too far away from his mouth. It was then that he flipped her over and caught her lips once more. Fire burned then. Gentleness was replaced with need and want. Isla pressed her lips to his in a rush and spread her legs, welcoming him in. He swiftly entered her in one smooth movement as he hungrily kissed her. The man on top of her seemed to want to take her all at once.
The elf couldn't make a sound, even if she wanted to and he looked to be at loss for words as well. To make matters worse for her sanity, he licked her from her chin up to her top lip, as he thrusted into her and it just felt so pleasant. Her fingers scratched at his back as she overfilled with passion. But then he stopped. Completely. She quickly opened her eyes to see him looking down at her with glorification. Her breaths were quick and shallow as they did not speak but instead looked at each other. He took a deep shuddering breath and caressed the side of her head. Her eyes were wide as she got lost under his heavy gaze. That's when they both knew they were doomed. They would not be able to run away from this.
His gaze swam in the purple of her eyes, ready to take any consequences with his head held high and with her at his side. They were perhaps in deep water, but even with that realization, Luke began to kiss her again. With hands tangled in her hair, his lips continued to devour her. Luke took the invitation that surrender was giving him. Isla made him feel something that he could no longer ignore or force away, so he surrendered himself to her. It was inevitable of course, but here they were now, relinquishing logic. Isla Hayhurst, with all her power and authority, had captured him. He was her prisoner but she was also his.
Luke was forced onto his back, while Isla positioned herself atop him as her hips shot back and forth, taking in every last inch of him. He held onto her hips as her breasts bounced up and loud, and she shouted his name with no fear of being caught. The tavern's music was loud and would drown out any outer noises.
XXX
She'd been on the beach front for hours it felt like. It was a guess on her part. In all honesty, she didn't really know. It could have been one, three, or even five. Maybe less. Her backside was numb from sitting in the sand and her arms were sore from resting on her knees. Her bright pink hair fluttered with the wind that blew over her shoulders. It had been a beautiful day and she couldn't think of anything that could make it better. Sometimes a little alone time wasn't all bad. Akasha tried to block the outside world out; but it kept banging down the doors even in moments such as this.
"Why do you do that?"
The voice was so close it made her jump. She squinted her eyes against the sunlight as everything around her came back into focus and she stared up at the silver haired woman who stood awkwardly at her side staring down at her. Akasha did her best to smile at her daughter, but it fell across her face in a grimace.
"Why do you do that?" Moka repeated.
The Dark Lord shrugged, realizing she hadn't answered. She hadn't fully digested the question.
"Huh, sorry?"
Moka took a long breath and threw her right arm up towards the ocean and then let it snap back down against her jeans.
"Sit out here staring at the ocean like you're lost. You missed three personal visits, here at the castle. Your pupils didn't want to disturb you and so told your visitors you were out on business. Really mother, are you sure everything is fine."
Akasha only smiled and looked away.
"It's calming. And that wasn't all I was doing."
"You're just going to ignore everything I just said… nice," Moka grunted. "It is, though."
Moka lowered her eyebrows and looked back at her mother. She watched the Dark Lord's hair blow in her face as she stared onward over the sea. Why did it matter? Moka wanted to ask, but she was curious.
"I've been out here for hours. Mostly meditating."
"Exactly," Moka pointed at her with her chin. "Kind of psychotic, don't you think?"
"No, not really," Akasha nodded her head towards the ocean. "It's all part of my routine and to keep my inner abilities and strengths in check. Having so much power can come at a cost if not managed correctly."
"Yeah, sure," Moka agreed, nodding her head back towards the castle. "I best listen to everything you say, sensei."
Blinking, Akasha turned and looked to Moka.
"Sensei?"
"Yes. You're after all personally training me, so whatever you say goes. Sensei."
There was a brief pause that followed as neither spoke but then all at once they burst out laughing. Akasha shrugged her shoulders and pulled her feet out of the sand where she'd buried them.
"Sensei huh, I suppose we can go with that," the Dark Lord was still halfway trying to rid herself of the giggles.
Moka sat down.
"Well, some think you're stressed and overworking since calling off your engagement. Is that true?"
"Is that why you're out here?" Akasha asked slowly.
Moka shook her head.
"I could care less, I know you're doing just fine… it's just once people get talking all sorts of rumors start spreading. And being who you are, you'll never get the paparazzi off your tail."
"Very observant Moka, that's good," Akasha remarked.
"It's such an annoyance," Moka spat quickly, looking away.
Akasha watched her eyes search the horizon and glance back just for a moment towards the bright castle.
"Hhhhmm," Moka stretched her legs out on the sand, feeling the warmth seep through the bottom of her jeans. She looked away from her mother and planted her hands in the sand behind her.
"So, what's on the agenda?" Moka asked delicately. "When is our next session?"
"Soon," Akasha responded, but halfheartedly.
Moka crossed her arms.
"Look, I'm just making small talk, but if you'd rather I go away…"
Akasha raised a hand.
"No, I just, I was under the impression you… no, I just needed time to think and reflect."
The other woman laughed.
"You don't have to explain yourself to me, mother."
Nodding, Akasha was with a giggle and Moka looked at the sand next to her.
"Wanna sit?"
Looking around, Akasha shrugged her shoulders and slowly lowered herself to the ground next to her daughter. She crossed her legs under her and watched Moka a moment.
"Let's just stay here a while and enjoy the scenery. And if you're up to it afterwards we can head back inside and pick up where we left off."
Moka twiddle at a loud bang which came from the distance. A fight had all but broken out and even from where they sat, much of the action was in plain view over the gates. She'd seen it before. That fear that this was. She'd seen it start to settle in on inhabitants faces in the kingdom. Fights and conflicts were very common in the vampire community and Akasha's wish was to bring it down to a minimum. Minutes passed as they sat and Moka rolling her eyes, while hunching her shoulders and picked at the sand.
"This is boring."
Laughing, Akasha shook her head.
"Haven't you ever just sat around daydreaming? Planning, or just reflecting."
"Yeah, sure, but not when there's so much else I could be doing."
Akasha sighed, lowering her eyebrows.
"Relaxation, comfort in both body and spirit are equally as important to your training as the physical stuff. By the way, have you ever had a pedicure?" Akasha asked suddenly, perking up.
Whipping her head to look at her, Moka gave her a panicked stare and spat. "No."
Groaning, Moka started to stand, but Akasha grabbed her arm, yanking her back down.
"What? I don't want one," Moka said.
Moka frowned, pulling away from Akasha's grasp.
"Oh, you're one of those types."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Moka asked, feeling offended.
Looking away, Akasha chortled with a shrug.
"You know, I bet Tsukune would really like it…" Akasha snickered.
Moka wanted to frown, but instead found herself blushing uncontrollably.
"No, it's not like that," Moka shook her head. "I'm just. I don't need. I've never wanted…" she trailed, feeling incompetent.
This only caused Akasha to laugh as she moved in close, and wrapping one arm around Moka.
"I've got one scheduled for early tomorrow morning. You should come and get yours done as well, you never know how much you'll dislike or enjoy something until you try it."
"Okay," Moka nodded. "Why not, I'll go."
She turned her head and looked directly at Akasha, both vampires smiling. Moka then leaned back and letting out a breath she didn't realize she'd been holding for the past half a minute.
"There's actually another reason I'm here a little bit earlier than what we agreed on."
"Oh really," Akasha resituated over the sand and eying Moka. "What about?"
"Tsukune… it's just, he asked something out of the blue and…"
"Go on."
The Dark Lord was becoming more and more interested to hear this.
"Well, you see," Moka's fangs grazed her tongue. "He requested that I dress up, cosplay as a doctor. And yes, before you ask this does have to do with our bedroom activities. I just don't know what to think. Has he grown bored of me, or is it something else?"
By this point Moka was biting at her tongue! What in the world was she doing talking about her sex life with her mother of all people?! This was more embarrassing than anything. She'd been so caught up in her own thoughts that Moka hadn't realized Akasha's face had turned completely red. And the Dark Lord turned her head to the side just as Moka looked in her direction.
"Mother…"
Moka's tone came out worrisome. Whether she wanted to believe it or not Akasha was responsible for this; Tsukune's inquiry because of how he'd seen her dressed in the penthouse! Akasha became somewhat panicky and fanning herself with one hand, but quickly collected herself as she turned and faced Moka.
"That's good, give him what he wants."
"Huh… give him what he wants, what?" Moka said, visibly perplexed.
"Yes," Akasha positioned over her knees and hands over Moka's shoulders. "But you won't stop there, if you really want to please him then you must follow what I'm about to tell you, and use it as you choose. I'm overly experienced in this sort of thing, you can trust me."
The silver haired vampire was almost petrified by the merciless expression Akasha gave off, but nodded and was open to hearing all that she had to say.
XXX
Atop one of the taller buildings in Gotham City, he stood, dressed in gray and blue. As they had separated it wasn't long thereafter that her call came in, just as she said it would. The time and place was agreed upon, and he patiently awaited her arrival. The seconds felt like minutes and the minutes like hours. It was one hell of a wait, but in the essence of it he had very much time to reflect and think on both the past, present and future. There was very much too consider and the present predicament with Fairy Tale and its ever growing size and desires didn't make any of this less of a stressor. He was with his own problems and inner demons to overcome, but for now that was the least of his concerns. At least until after things had been settled with the enemy and the immediate threat, vanquished.
Then it came, the sounds of bats flapping and shaping into Makai's queen right behind him as he turned and faced her. She was dressed casually in blue jeans, and dark purple blouse and her hair tied up in a ponytail. Her high heels gave off a clicking sound with each step that she took towards him. Her gaze was over him, but she didn't dear look him in the eyes; settling herself next to him in front of a railing. The succubus stared down over the city lights and all the vehicles that passed, loud and colorful as it normally was. This phase of silence dragged and soon he tightened his grip over the railing and coughed aloud.
"Well. Do you want to start, or should I?"
His tone was unpleasant, but with restraint and she expected less. In fact he was handling this all so well, given the situation. He could have completely went off on her the moment she showed and gave her a mouth full, but that didn't happen. Morrigan's fingernails tapped over and grazed the railing while she gently bit at her tongue. There was so much she needed to say and get off her chest, but was unsure of where to start.
"Fine, then I'll go first," Bruce crossed his arms with a glare that menaced down over her. "I understand something clearly, something you yourself told me in the heat of the moment."
Morrigan looked up at him, but this time in his eyes with intrigue; what did he refer to?
"This child… Audrey," he swallowed back as his voice drifted and he looked her off for a moment. "You planned for her. Unlike most other living organisms, a succubus can choose when she feeds, just enjoys it for the physical pleasure, or reproduction. Now my question to you is, when? When did you make that decision?"
Taking a few steps back she was still with her eyes over him, but unclear as to what he was asking. He perceived this in her very expression and so he started up again.
"Was it the first night where you took me on your own accordance, or was it the final night we shared together before you decided to take off and disappear? Which was it?!"
His tone raised into almost a shout, which caused her to jump and fidget fairly.
"You know exactly what I'm talking about, don't stand there and play dumb," Bruce glared.
Her grip over the railing loosened and her gaze back over the city down below. She thought back to both instances and recalled what she had revealed to him during their first night of intimacy. But boy did she have no idea that it would come back to bite her in the ass like that.
"You're absolutely right," Morrigan nodded. "She was planned… and the decision was made the night before I left you, our last night together."
"Why?!"
Bruce marched forward and with his hands firmly gripped over her shoulders. Wiggling her way out of his grasp, the succubus rolled her eyes and turned her back to him while she sighed deeply.
"You're partially responsible, you know," she turned and looking back at him. "That night I was summoned back to Makai, and was to depart immediately. It was you that essentially begged me to stay and spend one final night together."
Throwing out one arm, Bruce punched into the railing and leaving behind a sizable dent.
"I never asked for a child, and you had the audacity to keep her secret, why?! Did you intend on ever telling me? What led you to making this decision… attraction, yes but it wasn't love. You weren't in love with me, and nor was I with you. Perhaps trending, but certainly not, I was still…"
"Getting over her," Morrigan finished the thought for him. "Right on all accounts, Bruce. I wasn't in love with you, certainly not in the way that she was. Keeping this hidden from you for so long, was cruel. But it was best kept that way to protect both you and her. Only those that work diligently with the Aensland house know of her manifestation, while to the rest of Makai she doesn't exist. If her existence were known, she'd be a target by enemies of the Aensland house. "
"Listen to yourself, you would really have that child live a life of secrecy and always hiding? That isn't living at all!"
The succubus exhaled as she shook her head.
"You misunderstand, this was never to be permanent. Only until she grew old enough, strong enough and with ample knowledge on both the world man and monsters."
"That doesn't explain the why. Did you ever intend on revealing her to me?" Bruce looked her in the eyes, but Morrigan turning her head off to the side.
The two stood their ground with not a word spoken for just over half a minute.
"The why," Morrigan voiced after some time. "If something were ever to happen to me, not only would the realm lose its rightful ruler, but the Aensland branch would be targeted by others of the S class nobles; all-out war to claim the throne. As my father before me, I've planned in accordance for a day that might come where I'm not there to protect my homeland and its future. And you must by wondering why then, why you?"
Bruce was with his eyes over her as she continued.
"We succubi are creatures of love and passion, and myself of the S class bloodline. The power of an offspring isn't just through physical DNA of ourselves and our destined partner, but the spirit and soul energy of that special one we choose. The higher those levels, the greater potential a succubi conceived will have. I've slept with dozens, fed or just for the sake of doing it and never before had I come into contact with a man resonating energies as your soul gave off, human or monster. Till this day I still don't know how it's possible."
That was one thing, even when submerging into his mind that she couldn't see, his gathering witth the female demon Aaneya, courtesy of Jason Blood. And it was his journey into Monarchy of Essence, the void which stretched his spiritual endurance, connection to the body, soul and mind. While the purpose was to create a barrier around his soul, it had also strengthened it.
"Then it was strictly just a matter of convenience?" Bruce scowled.
Morrigan chuckled at the expression he gave off but tip toed inward and resting her hands over his chest.
"Not completely. We had bonded, and it was because of that why I stayed back that night and put my duties off for a little while longer. I would never have breed with you, if it weren't for our relationship at the time."
Strongly taking hold of her wrists, Bruce removed her hands.
"Were you ever going to tell me about her?"
His eyes were glued to hers, both hurt and anger present in those ocean blue orbs.
"Whether I wanted to or not wouldn't have mattered. You were bound to find each other. She's always been overly curious and asked many questions about her birth father. I told her what she wanted to hear, but left out just as much. It was only a matter of time that she'd go off running in search for you, but didn't expect it'd be so soon. Maybe her teenage years, yes," Morrigan nodded.
"How can you stand there and be so casual about this, Morrigan! You had no right to keep this, her from me! I don't care who you were trying to protect, she's my own flesh and blood!"
"Oh please," the succubus rolled her eyes once more. "Don't blow a fuse. What I did is no different than how Akasha handled her situation with Sasha."
In a loud growl, Bruce moved forward but his step was in more of a stomp.
"This here, what you did is completely different to that!" Bruce shot.
"How so?" she leaned against the railing, remaining calm while he seemed on the edge of losing it.
"Akasha didn't choose to have a child, it happened by chance," Bruce retorted.
"Oh really," Morrigan looked up at him haughtily. "Last I checked, having unprotected sex regularly even if she was a vampire and you a human at the time, she was asking to get knocked up."
He glared upon Morrigan, and his stance unwavering.
"You know exactly what I meant. You had that child by choice, not by chance and kept it secret from me. Seven years it's been, seven years Morrigan! With Akasha the situation was very much different, as she was presumed dead. But that isn't even it, she'd been separated from Sasha not even a year after her birth and believed her deceased. And learning of Sasha's reappearance is why she returned in the first place. You've raised and cared for this child for years, while in Akasha's instance she is still just getting to know her long lost daughter."
Morrigan was more than ready to respond and fire back, but when she opened her mouth there were no words. Clutching her fists together, her eyes closed for some moments while she thought things over. And before long a giggle escaped her lips.
"Okay, okay… you got me there," she slowly moved up on him and with her hands placed over his chest. "I made a mistake, a big one. But that is now in the past and we can move past it, let me make it up to you."
Her hands dawdled downward and just above his waist before he again seized hold of her wrists and forced her hands away all together.
"No, not this time… there won't be any of that. You aren't in the least bit sorry for what you did and I'm betting if you had the opportunity to do it all over, you wouldn't change a damn thing!"
She tried not to smile, but couldn't help herself.
"Listen, if you were in my shoes and knew what I did you would have done the same."
"Intentionally have a lover's child, runoff for years without a word of it? Yeah, I don't think so," Bruce glowered.
She again tried reaching for him, but this time her hand was slapped away as he turned his back to her.
"I'm going to need a break from this… from us for a while," he took only a couple steps in the opposite direction before he stopped suddenly. "And as for Audrey, I'd like to get to know her and have her meet the family. I want her in and part of my life. Bring her by the manor, at the earliest convenience. Or is that asking too much?"
The succubi's throat had literally closed up on her at the words which came out of his mouth, but she also understood how he was feeling. He would need space and time to think, and forcing the envelope might distance him even further, and she didn't want that. As of now she was treading on very deep waters and one misstep could put her in a place of an endless freefall.
"No point in keeping you two apart for any longer," Morrigan breathed out and her shoulders taking a dip. "Who all knows?"
"Other than Robin, no one. Yet," Bruce responded. "I haven't gotten around to speaking with Alfred since a couple hours ago. He shall be the first to know. You're her mother and wanted to protect her, but never thought to consider all the parties involved. Namely myself and Audrey herself. A child should not have to grow up not knowing who his or her parents are, unless…"
"Yes, I get the picture. You want a relationship with her, and I'm in no place to try and deny it. But I shall do what's best for her and to protect the status quo of Makai. For now, her existence must not be known."
"And it won't," Bruce shifted and turned his body towards Morrigan. "She and I coming together never would have jeopardized that, surely deep down you must have known that."
XXX
The meeting within the Justice League's conference room had come to a close and Apollo walking the halls of the watchtower with both Superman and Wonder Woman on either side of him. And in the palm of his hand Apollo held a single of the JLA communication devices.
"Use that to contact us whenever," Wonder Woman stated from his left. "However, I do not know if it will have any effectiveness once you pass over to your realm."
Not far behind them was Ruby who followed them step for step and her eyes looking around and taking in the surroundings of the JLA's base.
"Indeed I will, but it is only fair that I return the favor," the harbinger reached into the left side of his robe. "Take it."
Out in front of him, the emperor held an orb shaped object which had a glow to it.
"What is this thing?" Diana took it into her own hands.
"A means of making contact, if you ever find it necessary or if you just wish to communicate. In the foreseeable future, if we're to have any sort of success we must make good use of these items."
Diana was with a smile, fiddling with the item somewhat and could feel the magical force that radiated from it.
"I hold another identical to the one in your grasp; both linked to the very core. Long as you hold that and myself the other communicating amongst each other will not be an issue," the harbinger handed back the JL device. "That will be unnecessary."
The three of them were all smiles as they continued along, and Superman being the one to cough and clear his throat.
"You return home, and what then? Have any immediate plans… I mean after what happened with Fairy Tale's most recent activity?" Superman questioned.
"Believe you me, Superman. The situation is being taken care of as we speak and has been since the attack. The very incident was avoidable, however there were those that allowed their egos to get the better of them and with something to prove. It is something I do not see as a problem going forward, and if it is those persons will be disciplined accordingly."
From the corner of her eye, Wonder Woman shot Superman a look who also glimpsed back at her. Neither was sure of what he referred to, but his frustration was irrefutable.
"Then it is back to your estate, sir?" Ruby called out from behind.
"Most certainly," he gazed at her from over his shoulder. "I do not wish to disturb Wayne at such an hour, but I shall sit and have a chat in the coming days. Not just about how he's holding up, but other such important matters and some not as much. Through the child we're family, and if nothing more than for her sake… we should at least have of working relationship and one of understanding."
"A great point to, but you'll have to be patient with him. As you've probably already figured, it's going to take some time with him. It was no different with all of us from the start, if you play your cards just right it'll all work out."
"We shall see, only time will tell. But in the meantime, I do look forward to having a look over those said files of persons you've confirmed as aligning with Fairy Tale."
XXX
Their lovemaking spread throughout the night until the candle next to the bed burned out. It was a beautiful image to have her, a goddess of violet eyes and emerald hair, lay down by his side. And as she fell asleep, her head on his chest and legs intertwined with his, everything was quiet and perfect. But Luke's eyes opened to a loud sound. His right hand caressed her bare back ever so carefully as she too awoke to it.
A horn sounded over the deck and crew members of the ship quickly gathered up top. Some from within the bar area, and others from different locations on the ship. Miukei and Dinah were within the ballroom, in front of a pool table and watching a few of the crew members engage in a game of pool. They too found themselves on top deck and looking outward as the ship approached land. Isla curled up next to Luke and rubbed the side of her face against him.
"I think that was our best yet," she whispered into his ear and kissing at the side of his neck. "You must hurry and get dressed, but make sure no one sees you leaving this room."
"That noise," Luke sat up and stretched with his back against the headboard. "What's going on out there?"
"Land," Isla too sat up and her breasts revealed from beneath the blankets. "We must be close to disembarking on land. The island must be close, but you must hurry and get dressed."
"Yeah, I got it."
He removed himself and recovered his clothing that was scattered across the floor and dressing himself quickly. Finishing with pulling his shirt up and over his head, Isla was out of bed and to the dresser where looked through her clothing. Luke slowly cracked open the door and took a look outside. Seeing as the coast was clear, from at least that angle he pushed it open further.
"Thanks for last night," he looked back in the direction of Isla who was with her back to him. "There wasn't a moment I didn't enjoy."
Those were his last words before taking off, and leaving behind a smiling elf. It didn't take long for him to realize what the ruckus was all about, having a look far ahead for himself and it was just as she said. An island came into view far ahead and the ship quickly closing in. His eyes wondered for a few seconds and when spotting Dinah he took off down the steps and joining her on deck alongside others of the ship crew.
"We finally made it."
Canary turned and faced him at the sound of his voice.
"Yes, looks that way. One step closer to returning to where we belong. One final battle."
"One final battle," Luke repeated with the nod of his head. "Let's just try and survive."
Together they looked outward over the sea and towards the island with anticipation.
"Come on you two!" Miukei came in between them. "Start getting your belongings together and prepare to help the hands team with unloading. We should be touching down in twenty."
XXX
The sun had barely risen just over an hour ago and already the two travelers were out to engage in some activity.
"Hey Galasso, what are you doing hanging around your room? We're in a resort town! You should be out getting a quick start on the day," Haizo knocked at the open doorway.
Haizo was a werewolf general and Galasso Romano the admiral to the kingdom of Reinganar. Galasso lowered the magazine he was reading and looked over to the balcony of the next room.
"I can't shake the feeling that we're too close to our last job, Haizo. The Founding Gray Whales could find us here with no trouble. Our chief and commander wants us to investigate them in secret. They might be connected to the Xsouviz, well that's the speculation anyway. Out in the open like this and they might come onto us and the tables turned."
Even though he was supposed to be relaxing, Galasso had his fedora pulled down low over his face and wore a heavy gray suit that hid the couple daggers tucked in his belt. If he could avoid full on werewolf transformation and bloodshed, that was the route to take.
"Plus, the town has changed so much since the last time I was here. I barely recognize it," Galasso said, waving a hand toward the casino across the street that was filled with souvenirs related to famous movies and that was teeming with families.
"I know what you mean, nowadays the city looks more like an amusement park than a casino town. But I wouldn't worry about anyone finding us here; we're close enough that they won't think to look for us but we're far enough away that we won't accidentally bump into any of them on the street," Haizo said, grinning at his own cleverness.
Unlike the other assigned to the top secret mission, Haizo was dressed much more casually.
"They probably think we skipped the kingdom like others of the secret unit and out searching for them in their known territories. We'll be able to hide out in plain sight."
"If that's the case why aren't you at the casinos instead of giving me a hard time?"
"I'm trying to work out a few details about what happens when we come into contact with these clowns," Haizo held up a cloth bag stuffed with socks and underwear, "I need to do my laundry."
"The life of a warrior and werewolf royal is nonstop fascination and excitement," Galasso replied.
"Trust me, Galasso," Haizo said as he swung the bag of laundry over his shoulder, "nuttin is going to happen here."
As if on cue an explosion in the parking lot shook the entire building. The two werewolves in human form sprang over to the edge of their balconies to see what had happened. Four trees that decorated the parking lot had improbably exploded. After taking a brief glance at the burning bushes Galasso ran out of his room and headed toward the explosion. Haizo grabbed his jacket off the chair it was draped over but before he could follow his partner he caught a strange movement out of the corner of his eye. A person had slipped out of a window of the Blockbuster guesthouse and was scaling the building up to the roof.
"So that's what this is about," Haizo said to himself.
Everyone in the building had come out of their rooms after the explosion and were milling aimlessly in the hallway, which meant Galasso had to spend several seconds pushing his way through the crowd before he could get to the stairwell. Before the intruder started down to the lobby he stopped when he noticed someone sprinting up the stairs above him. Deciding to play a hunch, Galasso followed the person up the stairs.
On the roof of the hotel across the street a young blonde woman in a white dress, gloves and boots with tiara in her hair ran down the front of it and was working on the last few feet she needed to scale before she reached the roof.
"Need a hand?" Haizo asked as he reached an arm down to her.
The only thing that kept her from losing her grip from surprise was that her muscles were too tired to react to the sudden appearance of the man above her.
"Who are you?" she asked as she grabbed Haizo's hand.
While she let Haizo her up, she sprang away from him once she was on the roof.
"Haizo the second at your service. I saw you from my room," Haizo jerked a thumb toward the other building across the street, "and was curious to see what you were up to."
"Haizo? I've heard of you. You're of the royal vampire military. That would explain your high energy signature. What's a dog like you doing in these parts, specifically?"
"Ah, so you're after something? A novice, perhaps you're new at the whole infiltration, get in and out undetected stuff? That explains why you didn't plan ahead enough to bring along something to help you scale the building."
While the woman was crouched low and trying to move away from Haizo, he casually had his hands in his pockets and was cheerfully bouncing along after her.
"Still, you do have talent. Maybe we should hook-up sometime. I could give you a few pointers. A beautiful damsel like you, hell maybe I'd even do it for free. Nah, you'd at least have to allow me to take you out to dinner. Say, that's not a bad idea," Haizo grinned, "Between your obviously athletic body and my imagination there's no telling what we could do."
"Oh, I'm sure," the woman replied, not even the slightest amused. "Wait, you said you were staying somewhere over that way? How did you get over here so suddenly, out of your true form?"
"One of the tricks of the trade I'll be glad to teach you," Haizo said. "So how about it? Tell me what you're after. While the explosions worked as a distraction, don't you think they were a bit much? Everyone in the city knows something is happening now."
"It was subtle compared to some of the high profile capers you've pulled."
"Oh, so you know that much about me. My days of working such missions have long since been taken away. Yes, but I never caused a fuss and then leave empty handed," Haizo said, pointing to her and noting the obvious. "The proper way to make an exit will be part of my first lesson plan. Other things I'll cover include what to look for in the proper getaway, how to correctly make an announcement to the press about your upcoming-"
"Save it, you're just wasting your breath," the girl said, interrupting Haizo. "All this nonsense about wanting to be my teacher is just you trying to distract me. Thing is, you talk as if I'm new to this. You never stopped to ask or even consider who I am. And I know why you're here," the young woman jumped up and grabbed a package that was stashed on top of an air vent, ran, and threw herself off the roof.
As she fell the package was ripped open and in her hand she held a shiny blue object and he'd not only seen one before, but knew exactly what it was. As she glided up and away she called out to Haizo, "So long old, doggie!"
"Old?'" Haizo groused, "That stings. I'm only a few years older than her. Maybe about five. Six, tops. So that's what she was after, a Chirismoy shell. But it was already here, stashed away neatly and just waiting for her to pick it up. Someone else must have been collaborating with her from a distance. And the item collected means she must be part of that Fairy Tale gang, but just who is she?"
The mission was not yet over, as there was another nearby, punching through a door which was on fire. The figure scanned the roof to see if it was secure. Sensing someone behind her she spun around to find a man in a rumpled gray suit slouched in the doorway.
"That was quite a bit of effort just to blow up some trees," Galasso said.
With her back to him and the angle of the stairs kept Galasso from getting a good look at the person he was pursuing until now. She had pale skin, red eyes with slit pupils, and deep-black hair held in two pigtails. She wore a Chinese qipao in the color of dark blue along with knee high brown combat boots. A flick of her wrist caused a blade to fall out of her sleeve into her hand as she sprang and thrust the knife towards Galasso's chest. In one continuous motion Galasso pulled his blade out of its back sheath, batting the incoming blade away but was met with a knee to the stomach and an open hand from the woman which sent him backwards and off his feet.
"You," Galasso said, "Akua Shuzen."
The woman, who was also one of the realm's greatest assassins was nothing short of flattered.
"I cannot return the favor. Who are you, a bounty hunter? If you know who I am then you should know I'm way out of your league," she asked.
"Perhaps, and believe it or not I'm here for an entirely different purpose and it really all depends. What is your purpose, and then I'll decide if I'm a roadblock or not. You dear not underestimate a wolf, woman."
"Then this doesn't have anything to do with me, huh," the vampire forced out a smile, "That's, disappointing."
Akua dropped backwards and to one side, rolled to her feet, and sprinted across the roof until she grabbed onto a rope which dropped down from a jet that had sailed over from the other roof. Instead of trying to stop her Galasso, just watched as the two vampires held onto the rope and climbed their way into the flying vehicle which flew off into the night sky.
"Well, now what was that all about?" Galasso muttered.
"Chirismoy shells!" Haizo appeared behind him. "I encountered the blonde haired one, but I have no idea who she was. Why is it that the dangerous ones are always the most gorgeous of them?"
"They're Kahlua and Akua respectively. And if you knew it was the Chirismoy they were searching for, then you should have stopped…"
"She practically already had it, more or less a pick up. But we've got bigger problems, and there might still be time for us to stop what they were really up to. If that object was already in place for her to snatch, then what was up with the explosion? I'll tell you."
"A diversion," Galasso bit at his tongue. "Good thinking, and whatever the real prize it must be nearby. It is also possible they were playing stupid, in acting as they didn't know who we were. That explosion was highly likely intended to be seen by us. They likely scouted the area and discovered our presence. Let's get moving!"
To be continued
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