Angelus decends | By : fenrir Category: +S to Z > WitchBlade Views: 3873 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Okay here is my first Witchblade anime fanfic. I decided to mix in elements from the comics to spice things up. Plus I always thought Angelus in the comics just really wanted to score with Sara.
The night sky over Tokyo was serene and beautiful. The moon illuminated the night sky while the people went about their daily lives. As the people had worked hard to overcome the disaster that had occurred over eight years ago. When nearly a quarter of the city had sunk into the ocean. In the aftermath two companies had taken charge of reconstruction. The infamous Doji weapons manufacturing company, and the Angelus group. An international charity group. Each had their own headquarters in the city. Each building a small city unto itself. While in the heart of the disaster zone in the new Tokyo bay rested the Angelus tower. A shining beacon of science and hope for the city. Spanning nearly five city blocks the secrets held within the tower run exclusively by woman could shake the world to its core. While none dared try to find those secrets for those that did were never seen again.
High atop the legendary Angelus tower stood a figure unlike any the world had seen in ages. A beauty so breathtaking grown men would lose their minds if they stared to long at this being. A force of nature herself dedicated to bringing order to the world by harnessing a power she herself brought into it. Her names where many yet there was one known by all who feared and loved her Angelus the light bringer. Old as the universe itself she had waged war on the darkness for all eternity. Now her goal was finally within reach. The key to her victory was no within the city. Standing at just less than six feet tall Angelus was a woman of true godlike beauty. With a muscled yet curvevatuos figure. She had full toned legs, an ample very well endowed backside that was still tight and toned. Wide hips that led to a toned yet slender six pack. Above that was twin glorious breasts that where easily f cups. Yet seemed to defy gravity itself. While her powerful arms were still slender. Her face was perfect in every sense of the word. While her lips where full and in a natural pout. While her eyes were solid silver with electric blue irises. That seemed to hypnotize all who looked into them. All this paled to her flawless fair skin. While her snow white hair flowed down her hack. Yet what made her a true sight to behold was what she was donned in. A armor that no earthly forge or science could possibly create without divine intervention. Forged from a golden metal that seemed to radiate a soft alluring light. The armor began at her feet. In a pair of molded knee high boots. That had one inch heels that where completely seamless. Her thighs and full ass were completely left bare. While a small cod piece shaped like three overlaid feathers covered her groin like a fig leaf in renaissance art. Starting at her hips the same overlaid feather design ran up her sides and back. Leaving her toned stomach exposed. While the feathers running up her sides flowed out cupping each of her breasts. Covering the outer half of each breast they stopped just far enough to cover her nipples. While creating cleavage that would draw in even the straightest of women. As her breasts bounced with every breath she took. While the feather armor ran down her arms entirely. While several large feathers covered her forearms. On her back attached to armor covering her shoulder blades was a twin set of golden wings. Each one spanning over twenty feet long. The tips of the feathers were razor sharp and silver. While on her head was a crown that covered her brow. It was on this that two massive curved horns rose up. Each one nearly as long as her forearm. They were wide and reminiscent of bull horns. With a large blood red jewel in the center of each.
As the wind blew towards her the woman took a deep breath. Only to release it slowly as she relished the information she had just learned. With a sway in her hips she took several steps towards the edge of the building. Looking at the lights of the city she smiled as she said with an ethereal voice. “So she has finally awakened. I think my lovely Shiori would be the perfect training for my chosen mate.” Raising her wings in preparation to take flight she said with a hint of longing in her voice. “Till we meet soon my love my Masane.” With one mighty flap of her wings she was gone.
In the heart of the city in one of the many parks. A twisted mass of organic metal lay destroyed. Once a weapon that was worth twenty million dollars. Now it was completely useless. The source of its destruction lay passed out behind a nearly bush. A woman whose beauty rivaled the Angelus herself. Passed out on her back was a woman no older than thirty. With a full voluptuous figure that turned heads wherever she went. Generous curves that had gotten the longing gaze of both men and women. Her massive perfectly shaped gravity defying breasts had gotten her many unwanted stares. Yet despite her godlike body she never once used it to get what she wanted. Her brown hair was in a grown out pixie cut. With a face showing she was a true natural beauty. If open her eyes would be twin burning green orbs. She was dressed in a pair of tight jeans that showed off her ass nicely. Along with a tight yellow long sleeved shirt, that showed off her full e cup breasts nicely. The material of the shirt strained hard to contain her breasts from tearing free of their cloth bindings. On her right wrist was a molded dull silver bracelet seemingly bonded to her skin. On the thin band was a teardrop shaped ruby jewel. This seemingly innocent bracelet was the single most sought after weapon in the universe. A weapon that chooses who wielded it since the dawn of man. No man has ever wielded it while the women who claim its power have shaped the course of human history. It is known as the Witchblade. Its knew wielder is a woman named Masane Amaha. A young woman seeking the answers to her past.
Walking towards the unconscious woman was another woman with superhuman beauty. Only were Masane was an earthly beauty and Angelus a Devine beauty. This woman would be considered a Dark beauty. Her figure and body were almost identical to Angelus with only a few key changes. Her face was more angular and her eyes were solid crimson. Long flowing jet black hair went down to her waist. With her skin a pale chalk colorless white with no warmth in it whatsoever. She was donned in an armor matching Angelus’ own in basic form. Only the metal of her armor resembled black flesh like metal. The edges of the armor a deep blood red crimson, with the wings radiated a dark sinister glow. The very light around her seemed to be drawn in around her. Only making her name all the more fitting for her aura was also a clue to her name. For she was the polar opposite of the being of light Angelus she was known only as the Darkness. Born to fight and battle each other their one and only union created the Witchblade. Now it was the key to deciding the eons old battle between them. To claim this power and the chosen woman for their own each had made an empire. Angelus her company and the Darkness had created the Doji weapons group. Her weapon had been the one to awaken the Witchblade and drew her there.
Standing next to the unconscious Masane the Darkness looked at her with completely unhidden lust. Her glowing red eyes taking in every curve and feature the sleeping woman had. With serpent like grace she kneeled over her. Without any hesitation her right hand went to cup Masane’s left breast. With her left hand gently taking hold of Masane’s ass, causing Masane to moan in her sleep to the skilled hands groping her. Gently messaging them she grinned as she watched Masane moan and move into her skilled hands. Moving her lips to within a millimeter of the sleeping woman’s she was about to kiss her. Only to move towards her ear and whisper, her voice was like a hungry beast. “Not yet only when you beg me shall you be mine!” With the coming sounds of sirens she was gone on a sweeping shadow. Leaving Masane to be found by the police, and taken in for questioning. The plans of both godlike beings beginning there in the police station, when Masane would find her first orgy waiting for her.
There chapter one done next chapter is when all the good old violence and sex starts.
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