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Clash of Realms
CHP58: Reposing

The general pressure and force increased inside the room with breathing becoming a bit more difficult. Zatanna recited a fifty word chant with a blaze around not only her body, but Jason Blood's, John's and Yukari's. And the whole while Clark stood to the side anxiously with his arms overlapped, probing what exactly was to come. Through it all he kept quiet and didn't speak, essentially rendered as a spectator. All of what was happening was out of his proficiency, so just watched.
And as he did, the ever growing presence of a powerful force cultivated which soon materialized not into one but a couple figures in the form of shadows. For the first couple seconds making out what any of the figures were was challenging. But soon those dark figures began to take shape and Clark tapering his eyes while taking a closer look. If he had to say, each took on the shape of human like forms. But in the outline of dark matter. And with every moment ticking off the clock, the more these characters began to reveal themselves with color and distinct features.
"Witches!" Clark's shoulders decreased with his hands down by his sides.
This was however just an assumption, strictly based on the way they were clothed, much like a traditional witch of mythology. It was everything from their garb, the hats worn and even more notably, the brooms which they drifted over. And while at first they did so in place, a gust of authoritative wind of sorts stemmed from around the barrier which concealed Bruce.
It was quite wild but not enough to force a single of them off their feet as they stood their ground. The witches however flew and glided throughout the room over the brooms and mostly up and near the ceiling.
There was no apprehension from Zatanna, Yukari or any of the others and so the kryptonian stood his ground, allowing things to play out as they may. Zatanna's chants went on for just a little while longer before dying down and so too did the wind like atmosphere. The arms and hands of them all which had been risen, dropped at this time but the lot of them still with a glow around their bodies, but all of which with a dissimilar color to one another.
And on closer observation, Clark took into account a few things. The first was four witches, all with a glowing auras around them; a different color to each. Red, blue, green and white. But fatefully enough, Zatanna, John, Yukari and Jason Blood all retained and matched one of the witches in this regard.
But it wasn't the only thing they had in common. And for the average person that would have been all, however he was anything but. Using his enhanced vision, Clark took an even closer look at each of them individually.
"Interesting..." he said, after closer examination.
Things started to settle shortly thereafter. Half a smirk took shape over the left side of Zatanna's mouth.
"Operation accomplished, we did it."
Straightening his shoulders, Clark took slow steps as he sided with Zatanna.
"An explanation would be appreciated?" he said.
"Hhhmm, yes. I suppose you deserve clarification," the powerful wizard waggled.
Zatanna looked on as her eyes settled in over the witches who now hovered in place not far from the barrier with some space between them.
"Zoey, Chelsla, Tyian and Kuriko. The most powerful witches of the sixteenth century, known to the monster world."
Clark crossed his arms despite taking a step back and staring upon those said witches.
"Okay, I might have an idea where this is going," he tipped the glasses over his nose.
"It was them, the ones in Alucard's corner when he sought control over his ever growing aptitudes as he devoured more and more yokai."
Clark bit down as he looked away from the occultists who hovered upward into the air.
"How is this even possible?" Clark looked straight at Zatanna.
"Simple," Zatanna breathed inwardly. "What you see before you is purely the summoned form of their past spirits. In fact they aren't capable of interactions with us. Truth be told it's as if we don't even exist. He's the only living thing they're capable of intermingling with," Zatanna pointed out.
Jason Blood perceived the expression over Clark's face from where he stood.
"Allow me to throw in my own two cents," he rubbed his hands together whilst approaching the two. "The blade and that symbol."
"Symbol? Do you mean the one you carved into his flesh?" Clark questioned.
"Right. The Heirloom of Healing responded to that mark which created by the blade of Ouix. An ancient weapon of the underworld which we managed to get our hands on, courtesy of Constantine."
Jason Blood looked over in the direction of the said individual.
"But it really isn't Bruce Wayne they see," Jason continued. "But adequately the summoning connects them to his spirit and internal energy. To them they see him as a Titan of the past, of their time. Alucard."
Clark's body shifted and his shoulders a bit more tight.
"You mean to say they see Bruce as Alucard?" Clark asked.
"Precisely. Spirits of the past aiding the man claiming to bring about a revolution and the monster world's new ruler in the wake of it," Zatanna added.
"But they aren't exactly with a mind of their own. Most of that will fall squarely on the shoulders of both Zatanna and that one," John looked in the direction of Yukari.
"Operating in the past and unknowingly doing so for the present," Jason added.
"Sounds convoluted," Clark said.
"Very much so," Zatanna nodded. "We'll really only need them for this opening portion, which might be the most important. If we screw up here it could mean the end of... him. Batman as we knew him."
"Then we better not mess this up," Clark reached and resting a hand over her shoulder. "But I have faith in you all and I know he does too."
The nod of encouragement was nice, but now it was time to really put her skills to the test.
"This better bloody work, and he doesn't go completely berserk and lose it on us. None of us planned to get our hands dirty unnecessarily and I plan on keeping it that way," John voiced.
"We'll be fine. I can promise you it won't come to that," Zatanna said, just before siding with Yukari. "You ready for this?"
"I've never done anything like this. A bit nervous, but yes. I'm ready," the witch smirked.
"And given the circumstances and the protective spells shielding potential hazards, I'd say we should be in for some smooth sailing. But as always, you can never be too sure," Constantine said.
Those were John's last words as both Zatanna and Yukari got into position with the witch settling herself in front of Bruce on the opposite side of the barrier. She too sat crossed legged like himself and Zatanna in a similar position, a foot and a half behind her but floating nearly three feet in the air. A grimoire floated in front of Zatanna and opened to halfway through and one hovering in front of Yukari as well.
"You know what to do?" Zatanna asked from behind.
"Yes, I'm ready," Yukari responded.
"Good, then I'll start," Zatanna said.
Her eyes peered down over the book with her eyes skimming over the letters and content. Not much longer she breathed out calmly and began to recite the next spell. And after just a few phrases Yukari did the same with her own separate spell. And on the outside there was a visible chain which spanned from Zatanna's chest and connecting into the upper back of Yukari.
"What am I looking at?" Clark asked.
Jason Blood coughed and cleared his throat.
"The beginning of the next phase. Zatanna is acting as an extended battery of sorts for Yukari. The blood of a witch courses through her veins and that is precisely what's needed for this next step. However, from what I understand she doesn't have nearly the necessary amount of magical energy to pull this off."
"But Zatanna does. No surprise," Clark said.
From then, they kept silent and watched things unfold. The past witch spirits were quickly reacting to the enchantment and words coming out of Yukari's mouth. Each zipped and flew around the barrier in a single file line and doing so in a circular motion. That did however come to a halt in a short span. And when that happened the group of them were separated with space and forming a square around the barrier.
And each was with a special wand which they unleashed and pulled out almost simultaneous to each other. Waving them about and reciting an ancient chant of their own, their wands were aimed directly at the barrier with magic energy spewing out with each. There was a noticeable force that came with this as not only Yukari's but Zatanna's hair fluttering around wildly. From inside the barrier it was unmistakable that whatever was taking place on the outside was having an effect on Bruce.
His body grew rigid and his inner aura wavering. The longer this process lingered, the more he was affected and to a point where his eyes volleyed open in the color of red with a slit through them. And that was in addition to not only an ominous roar from Bruce, but his fangs in full view. He leaped from his seated position punching and clawing away at the barrier with tremendous vigor!
"Is this supposed to happen?" Clark expressed concern.
"Highly likely in the realm of possibilities, mate. Long as he doesn't transform into that giant bat thing as I've heard, this opening period is a win. Regardless, he's got one hell of a road ahead of him," John Constantine replied.
The observation continued with Bruce punching away at the barrier, but with each strike came more restraint, as eventually he fell to his knees with both hands over his head and silently growling.
XXX
He'd been sound asleep and deep in when a hit to his left woke him. Not enough to do heavy damage but nevertheless brought him out of snoozing. For the first few seconds he took in his surroundings before turning on his back and realizing there was a woman standing over him. The vampire warrior herself.
"What are…"
"Ssssshhhh."
She dropped down beside him and a hand to his mouth. And while she backed away somewhat and removing her hand, he sat up and getting a closer look at her. Almost immediately a booming incursion of lightening whizzed through his body. What was she doing dressed like that?! A dark red nightgown, but short and barely reaching her thighs and see through!
"Like what you see?" the green haired vampire crawled towards him, so much adoring the look in his eyes.
Luke gulped as she came to a stop just a half foot from him.
"Very funny. Jokes over… It's an early rise and shine, you should be out."
"Joke," she chuckled. "If there was one of those I missed it."
The statement didn't faze him, knowing exactly how troll like she could be . Mind games. That's how he liked to think of it. Trying to get a certain response; get him to say something he shouldn't.
"What's with that face?"
She straightened herself somewhat and her chest bouncing! And with the see through material of her gown he bit down hard over his tongue.
"I know a lot more than you're aware."
Luke gazed upon her but with a lot of query in his eyes.
"Okay, on what subject matter… and it can't wait till tomorrow?" he yawned.
The vampire looked up at him sheepishly, a manifestation not normally given off from her which was somewhat endearing yet alarming.
"You got yourself tied up, and allowed her to get passed you, all because your weakness. A weakness that all men share, at least most of you. An advantage women have."
"And I'm officially lost," Luke said.
"That's because you don't pay attention. Hayhurst used her charm and seduction to have her way with you, which very much compromised our objective at the time. But it didn't stop there, did it? I saw with my own two eyes, the woods. You and her."
"No…" Luke swallowed back.
"Yes. I watched you two in the forest… the way she did you and how much you enjoyed it and vice versa, the way you pounded her. And I'm sure there's been more instrances since. Her choice of escape wasn't chosen at random, clearly. Much like vampires, elves don't typically sleep with the same person twice unless out of a strong bond, or appeal. Mostly a combination of both."
Dead silence fell over them, and Luke silently thinking to himself. So she knew about him and Isla's love affair… if it could even be called that. And even more vitally, why bring it up? So many questions and no answers, Luke thought to himself. On one hand with just about any other woman he'd have a really good idea of her intentions but with this one she was tough to pin point with just about everything.
"We were interrupted earlier; the disturbance around campsite," Miukei said.
Thinking back, Luke recalled the moment just after yielding in their term of sparring.
"Yeah, you were going to tell me something."
"The ship, Fox. Our kiss. It would take a lot more shots than I had to lose it. I remember everything about that moment."
His body shuddered hoping she had no memory of that, but went right on the attack.
"Ours, more like forced! You forced yourself onto me!"
"Shush, tone it down or you'll wake someone," Miukei's eyes looked around the entire campsite. "Call it what you will, but you liked it."
His mouth opened with the notion to respond, however there were a few thoughts that kept him from doing so.
"Crickets, thought so. To think I would even consider doing this with a human is almost vile, but it's okay… you'll say nothing, or it's six feet under."
Suppressing his breathing Luke gulped. Six feet under? She couldn't be serious and what did she intend to do. The vampire moved up closer to him and the side of her cheek brushing up against his as she lowered her head. Fangs exposed, she bit into the left side of his neck and sucked away at his blood. By this point he'd already grown accustomed to the sharp pain which came with the initial pierce into his flesh and so for the most part he was unbothered by it. She did so for only a few moments before pulling back and looking up into his eyes, the exchange much shorter than it normally was.
"Did you enjoy it Fox?" her lips just inches from his ear. "Sleeping with an elf? Royalty for that matter. Do you want her… does she entice you?"
By this point Miukei's right hand lowered downward and in between his legs and rubbing up against his crotch. She snickered at the immediate reaction she got from this, feeling around and gripping his ever growing firmness.
"Bet she does. I saw the look on your face the moment you two orgasmed together out in the wilderness, hehe. I'm shocked she let you finish inside," Miukei giggled more.
Luke immediately slapped Miukei's arm away and moved off to the side fairly.
"Okay, enough! What the hell does any of that have to do with anything? Start getting to the point!"
"Hush, I told you to keep it down," Miukei again moved in over him but sticking out her tongue and licking at the flesh wound on the side of his neck which she caused. "Indeed you must have at least thought about it. What it would be like with a vampire… with me."
She positioned herself over him, both sitting upright with rose red spheres looking into brown ones.
"You… you are kissing," Luke's voice came out in almost a mumble.
Reaching out her left arm she ran a hand over the side of his face and smiled at him gloatingly.
"Be a good boy toy and lay back, while momma has her fun. My master once gloated about how pleasing it was to do it with a human, but never in a million years did I ever even entertain the idea of doing it myself. You've drawn me for a while, but don't let it go to your head. And then when I watched you with her… I really got to thinking."
She peered into his eyes which gave off a sense of dread and she tittered.
"Don't look so frightened," she lowered her head in closer towards his. "However much you relished your time with her… you're going to enjoy this tenfold."
The vampire took his lower lip into her mouth and lightly bit down.
"Time to have a taste?" she looked him square in the eyes, and his body freezing while glued to those blood red orbs.
Next she pushed and forced him over his back and redeployed herself atop him with her back to him. Miukei then lifted her gown and her bottom in front of his face and Luke's eyes enlarging; noticing she was without underwear.
"Don't be shy," she looked back at him over her shoulder devilishly. "Have a taste."
"You aren't… this isn't happening," Luke gulped.
His motionlessness and lack of action annoyed her; the vampire rolling her eyes.
"What a dweeb, uhhh!"
Shifting herself she lowered her backside right over him and sat on his face.
"Wanna play it tough, fine! Lick," she jeered.
His attempts at speaking were fully blocked off by her flesh. Miukei leaned forward with her hands over his stomach and moving her hips around in a circular motion.
"Hhhmm, you like that?" she giggled.
Downward and right in front of her eyes there was an immediate reaction to her actions. A noticeable bulge had grown in his pants and the vampire reaching forward and unbuttoning them.
"What do we have here," she smirked.
Progressing to unzip them, she felt a variety of emotions. Was she really going to do this? The idea brought about a sickness in her stomach, but in addition to excitement and arousal. With his zipper and briefs forced down just enough his erection was in plain view, bringing a blush to her cheeks. Reaching out and taking hold of it, she stroked his member gently with one hand as her nipples grew hard and Luke's eyes widening beneath her.
"So big… it's no wonder the elf returned for a second serving," she whispered.
The vampire then swallowed her own saliva as she lowered herself forward with her backside raising and giving Luke room to actually breathe, while she prolonged with stroking him off. He didn't know what to say or do, but grunted and moaned at the way she made him feel. He was completely at her mercy and it seemed her mind was already made up. And even if he could talk her out of it, he was with conflicted feelings. And soon her lips were just inches from the tip, feeling a lump in her throat as she again swallowed back. She blew as it and the cool air sent a shiver up his spine. The feeling was like being a child all over again and doing something she wasn't supposed to, but Miukei getting off at the idea of this. A pause followed and her eyes closed before she opened them with her mind made up; bringing her lips forward and kissing at the tip of his cock.
Luke's heart rate sped up as her name escaped his lips in a murmur. Her mouth pecked at the flesh of his member as she went up and down planting kisses all over. Then her mouth opened and the tip of her tongue licking at the head of his member which caused him to gasp. Her hand continued to stroke him off as her tongue spun around and licked at that area; the vampire growing more and more comfortable. Was this really happening?! Her disdain for humans had been expressed on more than one occasion, and yet here they were… in a situation like this. And before long she took his cock into her mouth and he moaned at the feel of her tongue licking and wrapping around him as she sucked. He grew harder as she sucked him off, and with her backside right in front of him; exposed in all its glory only lured him further. He was a slave to her in this moment and oddly he enjoyed the idea of it. Temptation to pleasure her with his own mouth came to mind, eyeing her already wet opening. But how might she react? His member was already in her mouth and if she didn't like something or was startled, who's to say she would take a bite into his erection and or tear it off in the jaws of her fangs?! These thoughts frightened him.
"What the hell do you think this is?" she removed her mouth off him for a moment and running her tongue over his left side. "Play with me, back there."
She resituated herself with her rear just inches from his face, but she had gave the go ahead. So with his hands placed firmly over her waist he sniffed at her drenched entrance and taking in her scent before sticking out his tongue and taking a lick. By then she was again with her mouth around his cock and sucking away; whimpering at the feel of his tongue. Feeling this was an indication to move on, he moved his hands down and using his thumbs for better access as he forced his tongue inside her. This started slow, but like the vampire he found himself drowning further into to moment and before long his entire mouth was up against her vagina, with his tongue shooting in and out of her. She took more and more of his length into her mouth and soon had it halfway down her throat and deep throating him, and Luke's eyes rolling. He was close and there was no holding back. Never before had he cum so soon. It came so quick and unexpectedly as he shot a hot load into her mouth! Miukei swallowed what she could but choked and gagged as she removed her mouth from his member and licking away some of his release from her lips.
"Hehe, almost tasted good as your blood," she positioned herself off to the side of him. "Bet you never had a blowjob that incredible, have you?"
Her left hand stroked his still hard cock as she again positioned herself over him and rubbing his tip up against her entrance.
"That! Wait, you and I… are we going to…"
"Have sex?" Miukei laughed. "You want to fuck me. Your eyes and body tell me all I need to know. Tell me otherwise? You're my little toy for the night, and I'm going to do whatever I want and you will enjoy it."
She lowered herself over him and kissing at his lips, but then turning her neck to the right and biting into his neck. While she drank away at his blood, Miukei gently griped and massaged his member in one hand. Luke groaned while wrapping his arms around her, and one hand reaching up into her short gown and gripping her ass.
XXX
It was at the conclusion that the barrier around him lowered with the four witches ceasing and Bruce out on his hands and knees, in noticeable pain; rumbling and scratching at the ground. He was halfway transformed into his Wealth of Power but more so in a humanoid way without really any growth in size.
"Looks like we dodged a bullet," John Constantine reached into his side jacket pocket.
He pulled out a lighter and a single cigarette and lighting himself.
"He's stabilizing," John added.
The entirety of the barrier completely vanished in seconds and Clark was the first rushing and standing over his downed teammate.
"Bruce, how're..."
Clark was cut off as Bruce raised a hand and grunted as with each second that passed, he reverted more and more back to his usual self.
"I'm... I'm," Bruce breathed in deeply with he rose red eyes settling back to blue. "Fine."
He however stayed down in that position for a little while, collecting himself. Every muscle in his body was flexed and felt like his entire form might burst.
"How... how long?" he struggled to say, looking up at Zatanna as his body shook.
"If you mean the discomfort, I'd say about three hours. Four at most. You did we'll Bruce, you really did. But it's just the first step of many more to come. You'll get the better of this and we'll be in your corner the entire way," Zatanna said.
Extending an arm, Clark offered a hand which Bruce accepted after a few seconds he remained over the ground.
"For the next few hours you shall be under my supervision," Zatanna took a step forward. "Until the clearance period concludes."
"Clearance period?" Bruce inquired.
"Yes, for the next eighteen or so. And if you're with no side-effects from the procedure, then you will be good to go," Zatanna responded.
"And what about us?" Yukari asked.
"Free to leave," Zatanna turned her head and looked to Yukari. "For now at least. I'll contact you when it's time we move forward and if you have any questions or just want to talk before then, you know how to reach me."
"Fine by me. Holler and I'll be back in a jiffy, love," John Constantine said.
XXX
The sound of flesh slapping on flesh filled the atmosphere, as the two tried keeping it down much as they could. He was inside her, and in some way or another this was unbelievable to them both but there was no stopping; nor did either want to stop. Their entire minds just filled to the ridge with desire. Miukei gasped as she continued grinding over the man beneath her. Luke moaned and grumbled as he looked up at her. She was perfection on the outside. Plain and simple. He gasped as he felt her contract herself around him. He had no idea how she was able to take him so easily, or her reversal in view in regards to him. But one that which couldn't be denied was she was very powerful and decisive. His eyes often wondered off to the side looking to Dinah, Isla and some of the others scattered around the camp, with the closes fifteen yards from them. What if someone was to wake and see them like this?!
But he was far too caught up in the moment to really think about any of these things. Luke gripped her hips and plunged himself all the deeper inside of Miukei, who was with her hands over his chest as she prolonged with riding him. The vampire grinded her body all the harder against this massive cocked man. She kept at a pace and power that wouldn't cause any broken bones to him, while at the same time experiencing massive pleasure for herself.
The two paused and stared at each other for a few moments, his cock paused inside of her deliciously slick pussy. And it was in a way not of desire, but the way two lovers would look at one another.
"This... this doesn't feel right. We're in a precarious spot," Luke said awkwardly.
She reached down and gripped his chin with her hand and kissed him passionately on the lips as she lowered herself. He smiled into the kiss before returning the amount of passion that she had started. The two held each other sweetly for a few moments. Their tongues gradually became just as aroused as their burning hot bodies were. He cautiously slipped his tongue into her mouth and began to feel around, slowly and tantalizingly. Her tongue had been taught to be just as powerful as the rest of her, to strike first, strike fast, and strike decisively. She wrapped her tongue around his and pulled with great force. He felt his inner self scream and his cock began to pulse and shiver within her addictive pussy.
He moved himself slowly in and out of her from the bottom. How had all of this happened? Of course he knew the answer to this, but that didn't make it any less crazy. Biting, kissing and kneading his glorious tantalizing flesh with Miukei.
She grinded and taking him deep, her back arching and her lap slamming into his. Their hard work out sweat was beginning to pool in-between them, making a sticky mess of their crotches. The vampire took a look off to the side for herself and just as surprised as Luke that someone hadn't awoke, with the amount of noise made between them.
Miukei leaned down but up at a certain angle, her back was still bent at a strong angle in an attempt to fill herself to the very brim with his glorious dick. She gasped as she moved delicately over him and groaned as he reached up into her gown and began to play with her ass. Luke loved that part of her. He thought that it was cute. He'd thought that for a while, even with being frightful of her. But he would of course never tell that to her. There was no telling how she might react. So he made his affection for it known in this way. Such as cupping her ass cheeks and giving them occasional appreciative swats, knowing it wouldn't hurt her. She groaned and smiled down over him. He could positively drown in her. And just even an hour ago he would never have thought it possible.
Again she leaned down over him; her tits pressed into his chest and he could feel her nipples rubbing against him as the upper half of her nightgown had been pulled down just enough. He reluctantly brought one hand away from her rear end and instead gripped her left shoulder. Miukei began to pant and close her eyes. Her nails scratched down over his shoulders. Then came the piercing pain into the left side of his chest as she bit down and sucking away at his blood. She did this for only a few moments before switching over and biting into another section of his chest, doing this over and over as she made her way up to the left side of his neck as her jaws clamped down. She moved over him at a steady pace as she drank away at his blood and at this point Luke's eyes rolled into the back of his head, having never felt pleasure like this before. Soon she pulled back and looking him in the eyes as both breathed heavily. Luke moved his head forward and took a nipple into his mouth. She began to pant as hits tongue adoringly teased and pulled and rolled her lovely nipple in his mouth. It was delicious. She was delicious. She was perfect. Though it was a secret affair of sorts between him and Isla, a big part of him couldn't help but feel guilty with what he was doing. The thought was short lived as she took hold of his chin with two fingers and forced her lips over his, enduring in a passionate yet rough kiss. Her tongue dominated his as she moaned into his mouth. Her hips shot over him viscously as she picked up the pace and when their mouths parted a thread of saliva connected their tongues for a moment. Luke's groans became louder while the vampire atop him mercilessly smiled down over him.
"Hhhhmmm, I can feel it… you won't last much longer. Ready to cum. You want to finish inside me?"
Miukei firmly held him down by his wrists as her hips shot forward with her ass slapping over his lap. She licked at her lips as she grinded over him, but then out of nowhere stopped and released her hold over him and removed herself off him.
"What, why did you…"
"Shut it," Miukei cut him off, positioning herself in between his legs.
With his cock inserted into her mouth she sucked him off once more and using her breasts to massage his length as well. Luke didn't last for very long moaning and ejaculating into her mouth and Miukei pulling back as some shot out over her chest as well.
"Such a nice little hot load," she licked away some from her lips and stroking him off with one hand as she looked down over him. "Did you think I would allow something as contemptible as to let you cum inside me?"
Luke chose not to respond and instead sat up as she fully removed herself from him and both looking to the others fast asleep around the camp.
"It's a miracle no one woke," Luke murmured.
The vampire stood and trailing a hand over the side of his face as she bypassed him.
"But it made it better. The dread of possibly getting caught. There's a lake nearby," she looked to a packet of herbs near her personal luggage. "We should go get cleaned up. And if anyone finds out about this, and I mean anyone… you're dead. Literally."
She was serious in tone and it made the hairs on his back stand.
"Hey uh," Luke pulled up his briefs. "How long have you thought about this?"
The vampire chuckled as she looked away from him.
"Wouldn't you like to know? Don't go making more out of this… tonight was a onetime thing. Give me a sec and I'll lead the way."
She tip toed over the grass and passed one of the crew members and Luke dropping his face into the palm of one hand. What had he gotten himself into? First Isla and now this. At least with Hayhurst there was a clear chemistry and interest… but with her. What was he even to make of this?
XXX
He'd just finished watching the sunrise while he stood over a rooftop and sipping at a cup of coffee. This was the spot agreed upon where they'd gather following the intel mission.
"Savage," someone spoke his name.
Turning and looking back over his right shoulder, the warrior assassin vampire approached.
"Akua," he turned and faced her with both hands situated inside his jacket pockets. "What were you and Raika able to learn from Nicholas?"
"You first," Akua responded.
Vandal just sort of shrugged and removing both hands from inside his pockets.
"Not much was known or clearly shared with the elites of Theitsa. False bribes and promises in exchange for information was a dead end. Those with close ties to the main house knew nothing. Circe, even with her gimmicks and hypnotizing hexes I wager didn't pick up on anything much more than I."
Savage turned his body and looking downward over the city in front of them.
"Early in the evening however. We weren't together for long, so perhaps she was with better luck."
"Nicholas gave us nothing, at least not what we wanted. He's clueless to the whereabouts of the Lastiaz sphere believed sealed in this land. It is possible we're on a wild goose chase or Vlet is misinformed," Akua said.
"The latter, if even. Ched wouldn't waste time and resources having his pupils run around in circles for nothing. The damn thing is out there inside the confinements of this city. Its king might be unaware of its whereabouts, but someone close to him must have an idea. His intelligence unit, most likely."
Vandal looked back at the vampire once more.
"And Kahlua. Any idea what she did or didn't discover?"
"She isn't held on a tether, haven't seen her since the beginning of the night when we all broke off."
XXX
She was in the middle of re organizing a few books over the shelves within the library, but startled by the sounds of footsteps that approached from around the corner.
"Zatanna, sorry. I just have a few questions."
"You're back. What did you want to know?"
"A few things," Clark sighed. "But firstly the four witches and further in depth details on how last night's procedure in the long run will help him."
She smiled just before snickering.
"What is it?" he asked.
"Nothing. Nothing really, it's just you worry about him... sort of like siblings. He is the same with you," she smiled. "Sure thing, give me a minute and I'll tell you all you'd like to know."
"No rush. How long until his next session? Any indication? And where is he now?"
"Next room over, in a meditative state the last time I checked on him. Depends on how his body is reacting to everything up till this point. Could be right away, or a few days before we continue."
"Fair enough," Clark nodded.
XXX
She sat at the edge of the bed, redressing herself while he sat upright with his back against the headboard and just watching her.
"Last night was the best time I've had in a long time, any chance we do this again?"
She listened while continuing to get dressed and caught a glimpse of him through the mirror. Kahlua slipped back into her dress and zipped herself up.
"I'm a traveler, Augustine. Don't count on it. But hey, If I just so happen to pass through town again I'll look you up," Kahlua said.
For the short few moments that she looked back at him the vampire took notice of her handy work over his body. The scratches and bite marks over his chest/torso; a reminder of last night's activities. She halfway grinned before finishing getting dressed and heading towards the exit.
"No goodbye kiss?" Augustine called out to her, flashing a smirk.
With a hand over the door and already halfway open, she winked at him.
"Sorry, all that lovey dove stuff isn't me. It was fun, every bit of our evening but it was just that. I need to be on my way."
With that she was out of the door leaving his quarters. And it wasn't until she was out of the building that she uncovered a small communications device and dialed a number. It took a little extra work to get what she wanted, even if that meant using her body. It rang a few times before someone answered on the other end.
"It's me," Kahlua spoke. "I have information."
XXX
"Splendid! Spectacular!"
More and more flashes went off with each photo taken, and the purple haired vampire the center of attention. Selene was dressed in a green belly-top with her lower private area covered by leaves in the form of a lion cloth. She was barefoot, but with ankle and wrist bracelets of leafs and poison Ivy's wrapped around her.
"Look this way, head over shoulder," one photographer called out and snapping a few shots. "Nice, but if you could lean in over the tree a bit. And extend out your left leg from behind a bit."
"Yes, just like that!"
Various shots were taken, and the evening sunset reflected off of Selene perfectly. And in addition to her attire she was with green nail polish and dark green eye shadow and lipstick in light green.
"Can you look up here?" one asked, holding up a hand to the side of his head.
Selene looked straight up at him, eyes directed at his hand for about three clicks of his finger down on the button of the camera before her eyes went straight to him. They were intense and it was like the camera wasn't there, in front of his face, as though she could see right through it and into his eyes. He managed to get two pictures of her like that and then his hands began to lower the camera.
It wasn't even by choice, it was like his body was moving without any commands from his mind.
Selene was staring up at him from where she was laying back in the long grass with the purple wildflowers swaying around her on their long, untamed stems. Her purple hair was ruffling lightly in the breeze that was blowing around, and her lips were slightly parted, glossy and pursed as she stared up at him, unblinking.
After countless more shots from that spot, with lots of poses and perspectives Selene followed the camera crew further into the woods.
And it was there that they came upon a sight to behold, with a waterfall being the focal point and a rainbow atop it. Two buckets of herbs were dumped into the pool of water which Selene then proceeded to step in. There were various trees around but that didn't stop the sun's light peaking in and through and making for the perfect cinematic look. The purple haired vampire stepped further in before taking a leap and diving into the pool of water.
A couple shots were taken as she did, of not only the waterfall but the surrounding area as a whole. Moments later Selene reemerged from beneath the lake and tossing her head back in a circular motion with her hair fluttering and water splashing all over. Much of the camera crew snapped shots as she moved in closer, twirling and slowly spinning her body around.
"Hell is she spicy. You have no idea what I'd give to have a taste of that pie," one snapped a few photos.
"Pipe down man, if she were to hear us, you'd be so dead. We're here on a job. Stay professional."
The left side of Selene's face just so happened to be fully covered by her hair on that side. Remaining within the lake, the vampire gave off numerous poses; some right out in the middle with the waterfall behind her and some up against a boulder. This shoot inside the woods lasted for a little while longer before they packed up and closed shop.
"I'd say this has been a success," the general manager of the shoot said.
And with that the entire camera crew retreated out of the woods; Selene included. They headed for a facility just over a mile and a half away. Inside one of the dressing rooms, Selene's makeup was remastered and given a set of different clothing appropriate for the upcoming shoot. A pair of jeans, but with tears and rips in them with a t-shirt that exposed her belly button. And it was outside the dressing room where she met with her master.
"Akasha-sama," she bowed her head.
"How was your solo?"
"Far as I know great, but I haven't seen any of the photos. This outta be fun though, I can't remember the last time we paired together for a shoot. It's either been Lailay and or Miukei," Selene voiced.
The Dark Lord was dressed in a pair of sandals, a white tank top, blue jean shorts and a red bow in her hair.
"Ladies," the director appeared from around a corner. "Time to move."
The two nodded and with the entire camera crew, they relocated to a beach front with a perfect view of the sunset.
"We'll start here," the leading photographer pointed out. "I want the two of you close and hugging... almost."
The vampire duo sat over the sand and positioned themselves accordingly.
"Great, just like that!"
Flashes went off from different angles. The two constantly switched positions, getting close to one another, back to back, side by side, etc. At one point they were with their foreheads rested over one another and their noses just inches apart and their eyes halfway closed.
"Marvelous, absolutely beautiful!" The director applauded.
They stayed like this for a while until they again switched positions; laying out, side by side with their legs intertwined and wrapped around each other. Selene's hands were laid out over Akasha's chest and her chin and head resting over the pinkette's shoulder.
A handful of shots alone were taken from this position before they again switched things up, with Selene situated over her knees atop the sand with Akasha behind her, but the Dark Lord's arms wrapped around her and playfully biting at Selene's left ear. Next came Akasha laid out over her stomach with her elbows firmly pressed into the sand, chin in the palms of her hands and Selene sitting over her back. The purple haired vampire crossed one leg over the other and looking upward into the sky.
A minute or so later another staffer approached them, holding props. One of which was an inflatable fish. The item was handed to Selene and Akasha given a prop herself.
"Ready, here we go." The photographer said, a few flashes going off.
Akasha turned towards the fish and kisses it, making both laugh. The photographers snapped shots, yelling a "That was beautiful!" their way.
Someone threw a rubber ring onto the sand, which Selene immediately took into her arms. She pulled it down her body so that it was hanging off her waist, and stretched the long foam float around the back of her neck, steadying it by resting her arms on top of either side. They took a few shots like this before the props were removed.
"Yes! Perfect! Do that again!" one photographer yelled.
Selene shrugged and jumped into Akasha's arms while looking at the camera. The Dark Lord easily caught her and a few additional pics were taken.
XXX
The atmosphere was murky, cold rainy and cloudy to the point he could see nothing below his knees. The surface at his feet was mud moist, giving off a squishy sound with each step taken. There was no visual on his enemies, but that meant nothing. They were there and he could sense them from all over. His wings were settled in neatly over his back, and his tail slightly wagging from side to side.
The harbinger awaited and anticipated the attack of his surrounding enemies who had yet to show themselves. His ears twitched at the many sounds the environment gave off. But he was ready as the first of them dropped from the sky and attempting at a strike to his left side. The fist of the gargoyle formed creature was countered and elbowed in the jaw by the harbinger. And it seemed like after that hordes of them started appearing from all over, mostly from the depths of the earth beneath his feet. They came in different shapes, sizes and forms.
Each was with different abilities and structures, but the harbinger knowing what to expect from each as he'd done this dance over and over to which he'd lost count. It was merely a means of practice and kept his physical and battle senses sharp for whenever he was confronted with a serious battle. Taking to the skies with his wings flapping as he soared throughout and taking on those of his enemies with flight capabilities. In his arsenal of included his water blast/discharged from his mouth and knocking a couple in coming enemies out of the sky. Doing this was like child's play for him having done it over and over.
This place was known as the arena, a hidden realm which he used as a means to improve himself and stay sharp with his abilities at their heights. And it wasn't just that, but the harbinger also had control over which creatures came and went inside the arena. He liked to mix things up to make it interesting and give himself a challenge. And outside of the arena there was an observation room, with a large screen where two guards watched and observed their master/emperor. And to the left of them a door opened with a woman entering, carrying four envelopes and a stack of papers in her opposite arm.
"Madam," one turned and tipped his hat.
"I was in search of the emperor and stopped by his office. Someone redirected me here, speaking something of training. But perhaps I misunderstood," Ruby bowed her head. "I shall be on my way."
"No, you've come to the right place. He's inside."
A single of the two pointed upwards at the screen. Finding someplace to set the items aside within her hands, Ruby gazed up at the screen.
"Training?! Looks more like he's being attacked! Stop this, we must help..."
The witch stopped as one hand dropped down over her shoulder and that singular guard shaking his head.
"Our emperor is in no danger," he removed his hand from her as his eyes again were glued to the screen. "Just watch."
Taking his word for it, the witch did exactly this. And quite honestly she didn't know what to think or feel about what she saw. Was this really training? Was she really expected to believe that? The harbinger in his messenger form where he was most notably recognized in the yokai realm was viscously tearing, clawing into and ripping away at the flesh of his surrounding attackers. The battle itself had progressed more towards the ground level.
Apollo with his outstretched hands stabbed into the throat of one and ripping open its throat before proceeding to completely decapitate it! Blood shot out and splattered all over the harbinger who was quickly onto the next enemy and then the next. He out powered, out maneuvered and dominantly destroyed each of the creatures and did so with a look in his eyes that she'd never seen before. Those orbs appeared demented and far gone, as if possessed and an entirely different person took over! It was like watching a beast out in the wild tear apart its prey, with no chance at all; far inferior and beneath the food chain.
She'd never seen him like this and in ways Ruby wished she hadn't. The gruesome scene was difficult to stomach, but she did exactly that. His battles inside the arena raged on and she wanted to turn around and look the other way but something inside her stopped her from doing so. She wanted to close her eyes and look away but at the same time the visual of everything outweighed any of that and so she continued watching. And her eyes never retreated from the screen, watching the entire session all the way through.
Apollo himself reemerged into the room through a special door with a glow around it, covered in the blood of his foes.
"We'll done sir, I believe that was faster than last time," one bowed his head.
"I believe so too, sir," the one beside him also bowed his head.
The emperor glimpsed upon them both and with a smile of appreciation. And while he didn't see her initially, the harbinger did set eyes over the witch.
"Oh Ruby," he gave her a smile as well. "Didn't see you standing there."
There wasn't a quick response from her, but he read her features and had a pretty good indication of what she was thinking. Coughing and clearing his throat, Apollo looked to both of his guards.
"Leave us."
The two of them looked at one another and then back at the harbinger and bowing their heads once more before they were out of the room.
"How much did you see?" he asked after a few moments.
The witch fiddled with her fingers for a few seconds.
"A lot," she answered simply.
"Hmmm, it is nothing you should concern yourself with, what you witnessed was nothing less of a daily routine."
"Daily... you do this daily?! I mean, excuse me my emperor. But it just seems like a lot, putting your body through all that physical punishment, over and over again. It must take a toll, I know."
She was sure of this and just felt it. He would have rested a hand over her shoulder had he not been covered in blood, but as he was the harbinger backed off.
"There are things you know, but so many more that you don't. I'm open to speaking if you wish to listen. How about it. I shall get cleaned up and you're welcome to join me. I could use some good company."
"Huh, what?" Ruby said with confusion.
"Hot springs. The best place to rejuvenate one's self after an intense training session."
Ruby's eyes instantaneously expanded, waving her hands out in front of her while she shook her head vigorously.
"I simply cannot, that would be wholly out of place, not saying that I don't want to or wouldn't but doing something like that would be ah, very... uhm unprofessional," she scratched at the back of her head. "Don't you think?"
The emperor looked her off for a moment and chuckling. His eyes then fell back on her.
"Nonsense, it is just two persons enjoying a soak with good conversation. However, if the thought of it brings you discomfort I do understand. We shall talk later then," he tipped his head towards her.
And with that he too was on his way out of the room. Nearly on the other side of the estate is where he traveled to the hot springs, stripping down and diving inward with his arms raised over his head.
The upper surface splashed as his entire body dropped through and the blood of his prey was cleansed from his body. Seconds later he reemerged while running both hands over his face. Already he felt a whole lot more refreshed. From there he found a place to rest his back, leaning back with his eyes closed and listening to the nearby stream. And for a long while he stayed like this and losing track of time until his ears picked up on the sounds of footsteps approaching.
There was an open section in the ceiling which allowed the steam a way out. A shadow loomed over him from behind which prompted the harbinger to turn and look upward and eyed a certain someone. She was dressed in a Japanese styled robe with her hair tied up in a bun, with a red rosé in it. And lastly she wore sandals which she kicked off to the side.
"Ruby..." Apollo said with a hint of surprise in his tone.
"I've decided to take you up on that offer."
Apollo stood and moving away from the wall with his back to her and he stood in place like this for various seconds. Ruby took this as her cue to undress and step in, which she did. She untied the belt around her attire and allowing to robe to drop from her shoulders. She stood in nothing but black underwear and her breasts exposed as she slowly lowered herself inward. And she lowered her body just enough to cover her chest, outwardly moaning at the heat from the spring.
"Okay, I'm in," she established.
From there he slowly turned and looked to her. Their glimpses were locked for some moments and neither said a thing. Ruby was the first to look away taking in his lean, yet athletic physique.
"That room or whatever it was you were in," she broke the silence, looking up at him. "What is it? One of your pupils asserted something which I found oddly strange."
Apollo was with a smirk as he again lowered himself into the water but again remained opposite of her.
"Do carry on, ask as many questions as you like."
She moved her body somewhat with her shoulders a whole lot more lose.
"Those things, those creatures you fought, a single of your dependents claimed they were of your creation. How so, using mag..."
The witch was cut by chortles from the harbinger.
"Not of my creation but the arena's. The environment in which I trained in," Apollo responded.
"Yes, I heard the name. So that's what that place is called?"
"Indeed and is connected with one's mind that enters the realm," Apollo informed.
Ruby's left eye batted as she waved her arms around.
"Really? So does that mean if I were to enter all of that would also apply to me? Would it be possible to recreate someone such as... Tsukune, right down to the flesh and bone?" the witch asked.
Apollo laughed at her overly interest in all this.
"That isn't how it works, exactly," Apollo cleared his throat. "It's all based on memory, what you recall of that said person and or construct."
"Okay then let's take a, what if. Say I were to meet with someone of yokai heritage, but he or she hides behind and is concealed in a human form. Though I myself was unaware of the person's true nature, would this stay true for the arena?"
Apollo right away nodded.
"As I said, the arena creates subjects based on memory of the one connected to it. Not a carbon copy," the emperor smiled at her. "What's your interest in it?"
"Dunno, just curious. After all it's something you use quite frequently. I asked something moments ago about the potential toll it takes on your body but then remembered something that Moka told me. You share similar regeneration capabilities to a shinso, right?"
"You heard right. What else have you heard from my granddaughter?" he moved in closer.
She didn't understand why, but for whatever reason Ruby felt her entire heart rate pick up drastically the closer he got to her.
"We'll ah that really depends. I mean, there wasn't a whole lot of details discusses in depth. Words such as wise, caring and knowledgeable are some of the things that come to mind."
"And what about you?" he asked genuinely."
She was confused as to what he asked of her.
"Huh."
"I was simply asking of your opinion based on your short stay here, thus far."
There was an immediate change in her expression and even noticed a blush if his eyes weren't playing tricks on him.
"My apologies, I did not mean to put you on the spot," Apollo apologized.
"No, you don't need to do that. It's all fine, really. As for the question I'd say everything which she said is accurate and then some. You take your duties serious with close attention to detail and I'd even go off on a limb and say you work too much. When's the last time you've actually taken a vacation?"
Apollo could do nothing but chuckle.
"In my line of profession, such opportunities are at a premium and don't come like they do in other jobs, unfortunately."
"A personal choice. Look if even for a week you should take some time away, and you'll come back so much more rejuvenated and clear headed. You're tough, but everyone needs a mental break now and then."
"Oh really and who would you have stand in my place?" Apollo grinned, deciding to play along.
"We'll," Ruby crossed her arms. "I'd say you have two capable candidates."
The emperor only partially opened his mouth, but said nothing; knowing exactly which persons she referred to.
"It isn't that straightforward," he responded simply.
It was Ruby's turn to laugh.
"Yes it is. You're just so used to doing things as you've done them for so long that it has become routine. You should strongly consider breaking out of your circle of comfort and live a little."
"And sense when did my wellbeing become your priority?"
"I don't know... seems to me like it's an automatic that comes with the territory. If you haven't forgotten, I'm your temporary personal attendant. And I'd say your physical and mental health are atop the list of priorities."
Apollo leaned off to the side somewhat and chuckled.
"Quite the continual one."
"Just trying to look out for your best interest, sir. In all regards."
The harbinger lowered himself a bit more and closer towards her.
"That all?" Apollo asked.
It was a simple question with really no intent behind it from what she could tell, but that didn't stop her from feeling a certain fire in her belly. But why? He hadn't said or did anything that should warrant such emotions on her end.
"Are we still talking about you?" the witch looked away, and her cheeks turning slightly red.
None of that went unnoticed by the harbinger.
"Hhhm," he back tracked somewhat. "We can talk about whatever you want."
With that came an interval of silence until she looked back to him.
"Okay, charming and pleasant to be around," the words came out fast and she couldn't believe it.
There were certain thoughts, but not to which she wanted to speak outright.
"Well..." Apollo murmured as he stood; his upper and lower stomach in plain view.
"Look sir, I didn't mean it in that sort of way. All I meant was..."
She was silenced by his hand dropping down over her shoulder, as he was now barely just a few inches from her.
"You do not have to explain yourself," his hand moved along up over her neck and massaging that side of her face.
The harbinger even felt himself choking up and finding it challenging to say what he needed. Unfortunately he didn't get that chance as his ears picked up on incoming footsteps as he right away moved back with at least two feet between him and Ruby. And just moments after, two persons appeared through the entrance.
"Sir, pardon the intrusion. There's someone at the front gates inquiring for you."
"Who?" Apollo questioned.
XXX
They had just finished the shoot over the beach front and with the camera crew leading the way as they relocated inside the facility not far from the sight. Selene and Akasha weren't far behind but were held up due to shouting from passed the gates as they entered through. There were crowds of them, all citizens of Hiklorahm. They applauded and shouted their queen's name, over and over. The Dark Lord in return waved and blew kisses.
"They really do love you, Akasha-sama," Selene smiled at her master who did the same back.
They were through the doors and inside the building in just a few extra steps.
"Right this way, milady," the leading photographer called out while looking back at Akasha.
Both she and the purple haired vampire followed the camera crew up a flight of stairs and for a few stories up before they reached the designated destination. It was a massive space which mostly resembled a five star sweet, with antique furniture all around.
"This is lovely, I like," Akasha skimmed the whole room.
She did so for a few moments while the camera people got themselves set up.
"Sorry I'm late," Lailay appeared through the doorway with two escorts. "Did I miss anything?"
"Did I miss anything," Selene said mockingly. "How about the entirety of the first shoot."
Lailay followed up with giving her associate the middle finger, who did the same back. Akasha perceived the exchange, but said nothing. Their relationships were close and one of the strongest bonds she'd seen. It sometimes became vulgar, but in a playful sort of way. The camera crew set up around a massive king size bed, which was with red blankets and sheets; while the bed curtains were in the color of purple.
"My queen, over here," one called to Akasha. "Put these on."
The crew member held a pair of white bunny ears and a blue bow tie.
"This'll be your next shoot, milady. A solo."
"K," the Dark Lord nodded.
She listened as details of what they wanted were explained to her, and a shade of red consuming her cheeks. A nod of her head came, understanding exactly what was asked of her. The vampire was beyond comfortable in her own skin and no shortage of confidence. With the camera crews backs to her, Akasha undressed completely.
She removed the bow out of hair and replaced it with the bunny ears and the bow tied around her neck; settling herself into the bed with her private parts covered by the blankets. A brown teddy bear sat atop the blankets which the pinkette took into her hands.
"I'm ready," one leg rested over the other with the upper blanket in between her legs. "Let's do this."
She flashed her eye lashes
"Looking sexy Akasha-sama, you'll still the hearts of all lads," Lailay giggled.
"Perfect pose, stay just like that," the director said.
Keeping a straight face, Akasha remained still as shots were taken and flashes going off from various different angles. And from there she followed what was asked of her, growing more and more comfortable with each shot taken. Soon she was striking her own poses, with a variety of different expressions, ranging from cute, malicious, seductive, terrorizing, coy and shy.
"Fantastic, perfect!" the leading photographer snapped shots of the vampire queen curled up with the stuffed animal held tightly against her chest.
The shoot was finished in just over twenty and Akasha redressing into her clothing as the attention shifted to Lailay. She was next in line for a solo shoot. She was led to a room down the hall and provided with the proper attire and props.
"Madam, your daughter has arrived. Shall we..."
"See her up immediately."
Akasha smiled at the guard who had just entered through the entrance. He was gone quickly but returned in a matter of minutes with Moka beside him.
"Mother."
"Any trouble finding the place?" Akasha inquired.
"No, Tsukune and I have been around these parts now and again. You said we were here for some pre festival activities."
"That's right. All of us will be featured in the Blood Sorcak," Akasha proclaimed.
"Sorcak. Isn't that like a playboy magazine?" Moka inquired with crossed arms.
"Look, you don't have to participate if you don't want but it's for a good cause. The funds I mean. It isn't all bad and the crew here is splendid. They'll work within your boundaries. Don't worry about doing anything you aren't comfortable with."
Hearing this settled the silver haired vampire who was with far less concern.
"Fine, I'll do. Where do I start?" Moka asked.
"Alfoy over there," Akasha pointed out an individual carrying an envelope. "He'll get you started and set you up with your solo. You and I will also have one together. Cheerleader theme."
"And whose idea was that?" Moka asked.
"Mine."
Moka snickered before heading towards the man in charge but stopped after just two steps.
"Oh and before I forget to mention, has Tsukune mentioned to you anything about Gin's invitation into some gang?"
"What?!"
"No, I didn't mean exactly. Intrusion. Tsukune is hot on the trail of the ones that attacked the academy."
"I did not, but I trust them both. If assistance is needed Tsukune dial me. Honestly though I'm somewhat surprised."
"About?" Moka asked.
"That he told you... For the sake of keeping you from worrying," the Dark Lord replied.
Turning her back Moka took off.
"We'll talk more about this later."
To be continued
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