"So, uh, Velvet?" Valarie looked over to the tall dark skinned woman walking down the street next to her. "Not that I don't appreciate it, but how can you afford all this stuff?" The average brown haired girl motioned to the numerous bags the two of them were carrying through the shopping district. The sun setting on a day of unnecessary purchases, and sexual debauchery.
Velvet waved her hand as to signify not paying it any mind. "Oh, don't worry about it. Magic."
"Yeah, well I'm still really unclear on what exactly magic is. Candi said it was something about sex power?" Valarie squinted as she tried to recall the specifics of what the skinny short witch had told her a few nights prior, amidst their romantic entanglement.
"First off, don't listen to Candice. She doesn't know shit!" Velvet spat out. "Most Witches have three basic powers, our use of those powers is tied to our magical energy, magical energy can be drawn from a number of sources. Our coven draws our power from sex, and we happen to be lesbians so it's lesbian sex. So the more sex we have the more magic we can use and the more powerful those magics are. Got it?"
"I think so. But what are the powers?"
"First one is Hypnotism. Some would call it mind control, but that implies slavery and we like to distance ourselves from those types of words. Especially considering the hundreds of humans we keep enslaved!" Velvet laughed. Valarie laughed with her, though she was unsure if she should. "The second power is matter re-purposing. We can take things and make them into other things as long there's enough substance there to do so."
"Got it. Alchemy. I've seen anime." Valarie smiled and nodded knowingly. "Oh! So that must have been what Candi did when she turned my bed into a scythe!" Valarie pointed, calling it.
"Probably. You've also probably seen our third power."
"Immortality?"
"Yep. Our bodies are actually just projections of our souls. Souls can't die. Therefore, we can't die."
"Wow. So nothing can kill a soul?"
"Nope."
"What about ghosts?"
"Ghosts are just souls. So you can't kill ghosts, ghasts, phantoms, spirits, any of that shit. It's actually kind of annoying, especially when they won't go away."
"That's spooky. I didn't know all these things were real." Valarie's eyes widened as she considered the possibilities. Velvet didn't notice and continued on about monsters.
"Yeah. It's pretty crazy. Basically everything is real. Vampires, Ghouls, Frankensteins, you've already killed werewolves. It's pretty nuts." The amazon laughed confidently as Valarie grabbed her head.
"Are giant spider monsters real?" Valarie turned to Velvet and looked straight into her eyes. "Tell me if they're real Velvet!" Tears started to form in Valarie's eyes.
"Um..." Velvet struggled with whether or not she should lie, then she spotted something stupid she could distract Valarie with. "Hey look a Christian Clothes store! Let's go check out all the prayer oils and shit!" Velvet put her finger over Valarie's mouth, then guided her into the establishment. Valarie was confused as to what was happening but rolled with it and her usual dumb smile returning.
The two lesbians entered the store, and were greeted by a perky blonde girl in conservative dress. Tight formal skirt, dress shirt under a Navy Blue cardigan that she probably just picked up at the same place she bought bananas that morning. "Hi! I'm Amber! Have you accepted Jesus Christ as your lord and savior?" The religious girl chirped, her soft blonde hair back in a tight ponytail.
Velvet walked up to the girl, placed her hand on her shoulder and stared deep into her eyes. "Shhhhhhhh!" Velvet whispered, putting her finger on the Christian mink's pretty pink lips. A flash of yellow filled the room, Amber continued smiling, then walked away silently.
Valarie looked at Velvet with a confused smile. "Why did you bring me in here? Was it to buy this this 'Praising Dead' t-shirt where Jesus is made to look like that cowboy from the TV show?" Valarie waited for Velvet to laugh, but she didn't get the reference. An awkward silence filled the room for a minute before Velvet grabbed Valarie by the hand and led her to the back of the store towards the changing rooms. The dark skinned woman opened the door and pulled our girl in with her, slamming the door behind them. Valarie was face to boob with Velvet in a tight space. A large smile began to creep over Valarie's face. "Velvet~! What're we doing in here!?" Valarie coyly asked her bronzed lover.
"I was thinking you'd eat me out?" Velvet stated plainly. Valarie nodded and smiled again, getting on her knees. Velvet's red leather pants struggled to contain her kushy brown skin. Valarie unzipped and peeled them from Velvet's wide hips, they stuck to her flesh as they were slowly pulled them down to reveal the ebony woman's thick dark thighs. Valarie was about to push her face between the thunderous legs, but noticed something on the ground. It was a grey face. Valarie's natural curiosity get the better of her and she poked her head down there. "Hi." Valarie whispered to the face, seeing it was the face of a scared, nerdy teenage girl.
Velvet leaned over. "What the fuck is going on down there?" Her annoyed voice registered on the ghost girl's face, causing her to flee from the room.
"Wait up Ghost!" Valarie yelled, holding her hand out as she chased the ghost out of the changing room, leaving Velvet alone with her pants down by her ankles. Amber stood outside of the stall with a smile. "Hi! I'm Amber! Have you accepted Jesus Christ as your lord and savior?"
Velvet sighed. "Get in here." A yellow light flashed.
Our Girl Valarie ran out of the Christian Clothes store, seeing the ghost fly into the abandoned factory across the way. She followed, finding a door leading into the back rooms of the deserted complex. It was dark, Valarie could barely see anything. "Hey Ghost! You in here Ghost!?" Valarie yelled into the darkness as she aimless walked through hallway after hallway. Pulling out her phone, Valarie turned on the flash light, seeing the face of the girl ghost staring directly at her. "Oh. Hi Ghost!" Valarie smiled. "My name's Valarie!" The ghost stared at Valarie for a few seconds, she had long dark hair, big dark eyes under thick glasses. The light shined through her translucent grey body.
"Y-you can't be so loud in here. And you need to turn off that light, right now... And get out of here..." The girl timidly ordered.
"What's your name Ghost?" Valarie pointed and grinned.
"W-Wendy." The ghost shook in fear, looking around the dark hallway.
"Wendy what?"
"Willgrove. But that doesn't matter! You have to get out of here! You can't be in here!"
"Wendy Willgrove? I'm gonna level with you Ghost, that sounds incredibly fake." Valarie smirked and nodded. "Also, I'm kinda lost in here, so you're gonna have to help me find my way out of here."
Wendy stared at Valarie blankly, unsure if this person was real. "Alright. Follow me, I'll guide you out." The girl squeaked, scared of the consequences of helping this brash girl.
"Oh cool, thanks!" Valarie smiled and attempted to pat the ghost on the back, her hand flying directly through her. "Woops." The girl shuttered having someone pass through her.
"W-wait. How can you see me?"
"I don't know. I'm from some monster hunting family or something. I don't know I wasn't really paying attention to the details, but I have some resistance to magic so that probably lets me see you." Valarie smiled as she explained the things she barely understood herself.
"W-what was your last name?" Wendy asked.
"Belview." Valarie grinned. A large crash rang from somewhere in the building. Valarie looked around to see what it was. Wendy's eyes widened.
"We have to go now!" The ghost yelled gesturing for Valarie to follow her as she quickly floated down the hallway.
"What was that?" Valarie smiled as she followed the ghost down the dark hallway.
Wendy turned back to face Valarie, tears in her eyes. "It's The Phantom."
Valarie didn't know what that exactly meant, but Wendy was clearly upset, so she decided to roll with it and followed the ghost down the pitch black hallway, reaching an iron door. "Through here!" Another crash echoed, this time in the hall behind them. Valarie tried to pull the door open, but it was rusted shut. "This thing just plain isn't opening." Valarie shook her head with her usual grin, not seeming to remotely care about the unseen horror behind her. Then, Valarie's eyes sharpened for a brief second as she stepped out of the way of several large knives that came flying from down the hall into the metal door. Valarie looked down into the darkness. "I guess it's time I took care of whatever this thing is." Valarie reached into the back of her pants, pulling out her large revolver.
"W-what is that!?" Wendy screamed out to Valarie, who to the laymen appears to just be holding an over-sized pistol. Valarie held her hand out to Wendy, motioning to stay away.
"Yo back up now, and give a sister room. My fuse is lit, and I'm about to go boom!" Valarie slammed the pistol to her waist. "H U N T E R ' S C R O S S!" Valarie cracked her neck muscles, pulling the handle down. "L O C K & L O A D!" Valarie threw the chamber up in the air, catching it and slamming it into the gun. Pulling the handle shut. "W O L V E S B A N E!" Valarie threw her hand up in the air, bent her knee inwards, placing her remaining hand on the gun. "Beastarrise!" Valarie exclaimed coolly as she pulled the trigger, her skin blasted into blood, forming into her usual wolf armor, grey coat and shiny black leather top hat.
"H A P P Y H U N T I N G!" Lowering her hand, Valarie pointed down the dark hall. "Looks like it's... You Season!" The tall armored wolf looked over to Wendy to see her reaction. The ghost couldn't see Valarie's face, but she knew she was smiling expectantly. Unsure of how to react to the display, Wendy gave a thumbs up. "Heh." Valarie laughed cockily as she turned her attention back down the hall, two knives came flying at her, but she slapped them away before they hit. The knives sunk into the walls beside her, then blood poured from Valarie's hand. The knives had gashed through her gauntlets. "Agh!" Valarie screamed out, grabbing her bleeding arm. She wiped the blood away and lowered her arms, her head hung low. The Wolf Hunter slowly started walking forward, then began running down the hallway in a dead sprint. "You made me look lame after that awesome transformation!" Valarie screamed as she sprinted down the dark path, ducking knives along the way. She saw a dark figure standing at the end of the hallway, jumping up in the air, pulling the trigger on her Hunter's Cross again, Valarie quickly dashed towards the endlessly dark shape of nothing.
"H U N T E R K I C K!" Valarie pulled her feet in and jettisoned them out through the cloudy dark figure. Valarie flew directly through the figure, crashing into the wall causing it to break as she flew through into the next room. The dark man of shadows formed into a human shape, black leather gripping onto the pillows of deep muck as tightly as chains. The Phantom took the shape of a jet black plague doctor, a tar-like substance dripping from the cracks of the mask.
"Wendy..." A calm older man's voice echoed through the dark hall, the improbably warm tone slithered into Wendy's ears. The girl ghost was visibly distraught at the mere sight of the shadow man. "Won't you come back to me Wendy?" Wendy felt the deep hearty voice reach out to her from the beast in front of her. "Please come home Wendy." The Phantom put out his hand, Wendy was frozen in fear as the black leather glove approached her face. Before his fingers met her face a chain lashed through the phantom, he was unharmed but it got his attention. The Phantom turned his head to face the hallways. "Did you really think that chain could hurt me more than your kick, Ms. Belview?" The soft voice gurgled from The Phantom in a sensible laugh.
"Nope." Valarie responded from the shadows, the chain pulling back through the phantasm, the tip stuck on its way back. It was one of the knives The Phantom had thrown into the iron door. Wolvesbane had latched the chain onto the knife and pulled it back through The Phantom. The long jagged knife was stuck in the thick black leather, a thick ooze seeped from the opening. Valarie didn't waste time, and began pulling on the chain as hard as she could. The Phantom struggled to free itself from the knife, but wasn't fast enough and Valarie flung it through the building. Valarie quickly turned back to face Wendy. "You gotta get outta here girl!" Valarie waved the ghost away. Wendy was still in shock, not responding to Valarie or her motions for safety. A deep dark howl could be heard from somewhere in the direction Valarie had thrown the Phantom. "Shit! Think Valarie! Think!" Valarie started tapping her wolf helmet as walls crashed closer and closer to her. "Well. Guess I'm fucked." Valarie laughed, a light glow pierced from inside her breast pocket. Noticing it Valarie reached in, it was the second Chamber she received with her Hunter's Cross in the mail. It slowly engraved itself with knives and dark clouds. Valarie pulled the handle of the gun on her waist down, removing the Wolvesbane Chamber from it. "R E L O A D!" The loud voice boomed. Valarie slammed the new Chamber into the gun, snapping the handle up. The voice range once more.
"P H A N T A S M A L C L I M A X E R!" A black wave was crashing down the hall towards Valarie. "Phantasmal Climaxer? That's ridiculous. I love it!" Valarie celebrated shortly before putting her hand back to the gun. "Beastarrise!" A gunshot rang. Valarie looked down at her body to see no armor. All she could hear was ringing, and her vision was blurring. "Wha' happe'?" Valarie asked, falling to the ground with a large hole in the back of her head from what appeared to be a shotgun. Valarie was lying on the ground dead when the black wave gathered back together as the black leather doctor.
"Oh dear. It seems little Ms. Belview has fallen victim to her own Hunter's Cross. I thought this was why you people stopped using these? Oh well." The warm voice bubbled from the crow mask. The birdlike doctor turn his attention to Wendy. "Now. Where were we?" The girl ghost sunk into the ground slowly, staring at Valarie's motionless body. Wendy let go and began to fall downwards into the Earth. The endless pitch black around her passed by as she plummeted down. "No Wendy. You're not allowed to fall beyond yet." The Phantom's voice echoed around the ghost.
Falling through the darkness Wendy felt herself stop. Arms had grabbed onto her, and were now carrying her up. She let herself hang. Eyes closed. Accepting her fate, Wendy had given up. She couldn't even save Valarie from The Phantom. The girl ghost felt the night air as she was carried above ground. Wendy opened her eyes to finally accept her end, but saw a white helm with two dark holes for eyes. The ghost pushed herself away out of surprise, she quickly realized who it was. "V-Valarie?!" The white knight raise a finger and waggled it in response.
"Umm, I think the loud booming voice clearly said my name is 'Phantasmal Climaxer!'" Valarie corrected. Wendy smiled, and began to cry. Valarie's new form was that of an hoary soldier, a tactical harness around its arms and waist, lined with lock, the belt wrapped around the Hunter's Cross. A long black cloak hung from the back. "We can talk later, Wendy. There's someone who requires my attention right now." Valarie smugly stated, walking down the street away from the girl ghost. Further down the road the black liquid formed the phantom from the ground.
The warm voice echoed out. "I see you managed to survive your transformation after all. Heh. Not that it can help you any. You Hunters will all die in the end!" The black doctor yelled out, throwing a knife. Climaxer continued walking down the street, the knife passed directly through her. She put her arms out as if to say "Bring it on." Then literally said it. The Phantom gurgled and sunk into the ground.
"No you don't!" Valarie ran over to him, then shoved her arm in after The Phantom. Grabbing the goo, dragging it out onto the street. Climaxer tapped its heel as it turned to face the falling goop, the ground vibrated slightly before the wad of gunk splatted on it. The Phantom stood up, jumped back turning into the mess pool again to sink into the ground, but spread across again. The puddle lied formless for a brief moment before it grew an arm and began pounding on the ground. The black pool formed the dark leather body around the arm. Reforming up, The Phantom began to cackle loudly as he turned to face Valarie. "Amazing. I've never seen a power like this! You're manipulating our ability to phase through this floor! What this says about our existence has boundless possibilities!" The deep muggy voice cackled softly. "I must study you, Hunter!" The Phantom pulled knives out, spinning them between his fingers. Sharply inhaling, The Phantom began to walk towards Climaxer.
"Whatever you say bro!" Valarie laughed, walking towards the dark doctor, cracking her ivory knuckles, breaking into a sprint. Knives passed through Climaxer from every angle, but she kept running unscathed, meeting The Phantom with a snap to the face. Her metal fist breaking through his face. Another volley of punches crashed through the black leather. The black goo shot away in a splatter, reforming a short distance away.
"Don't you see? It doesn't matter if you can touch me! I'm neither living nor dead! I'm merely a memory of your own pain!" The Phantom yelled out. "To destroy me would be akin to destroying the concept of life itself."
"Look, man, I don't really have time for your lectures, or whatever this is. The voices in my head told me all about Phantoms and exactly how to kill you. So if you could just give up now and let me finish this, I'd really appreciate it." Valarie reasoned out to the beast. The black goo began to shoot from the leather, the shadowy body grew larger, a grim light emanated from it.
"You, kill me?! Preposterous." The dark being snipped. "Listen here young lady, I'm older than most of your kind's religions! I won't have and arrogant little upstart like you disrespecting me by implying you can even come close to killing me!" An angry growl gurgled from the now formless effluvial phantasm.
"I didn't imply anything. I told you outright, I'm going to kill you." Climaxer walked over to the chunk of fleshy liquid. "The way I kill you, by the way, is by phasing into you, then unphasing while still inside you. The voice said it's a convulsion of nature of something, and that your body couldn't handle it, so it'll cause you to disappear wherever I touch you." Valarie shrugged, shoving her arm into The Phantom. "I hope this hurts!" Valarie unphased her arm, solidifying within The Phantom, the ghostly shell of oil and muck vanished around her arm, leaving a gaping hole where her arm was. Valarie pulled her arm out, phased the other into another part of The Phantom's body. Unphasing and phasing in again, pieces of the black ghast disappearing one after another.
"So this is what it's like to die...? Huh. I don't see what all the complaining is about." The Phantom calmly stated, Climxer's alabaster armor flew in and out of him, destroying the fabric of his existence with each strike. He felt the molecules holding him together begin to bend, and break to the blast of each solidifying hit. "You have bested me Hunter. Farewell, and Happy Hunting!" Valarie phased her hand into his birdlike mask, wiping it away in a quick motion. The Phantom had met his end.
Wendy Willgrove watched in awe as Valarie managed to kill the thing that had spent the last 50 years of her life tormenting her. All in a matter of minutes. Valarie took the gun from her belt, the white armor disappearing in the wind. "You alright, Wendy?" Valarie smiled as she came running up to the ghost.
"Y-yes... Thank you..." The dark haired girl turned away from her savior.
"Oh, don't mention it. Hunting monsters is kinda my whole thing." Valarie laughed as she started to walk away from the girl ghost, back to the Christian Clothes Store where she left Velvet. Wendy remained in the middle of the road, unsure of what to do with herself now that she was free from The Phantom. Valarie leaned out from the Christian Clothes Store. "Wendy! Are you coming or what!?" Hearing this caused Wendy to break out in tears.
"Yes! I'm coming!" The ghost flew to meet her new friend.
To Be Continued.
Wednesday, June 22, 2016
Armored Hunter: Wolvesbane 02
"Alright. So let me get this straight. You're a witch. You tried to steal my soul by having sex with me. But I'm part of a family that hunted monsters, and because of that I have a natural resistance to magic, so your attempt failed. My family is also where this 'Hunter's Cross' came from, which lets me transform into an 'Armored Hunter', because the Belview's were the leaders of the Hunters. A group of humans dedicated to ridding the world of beasts. Is that about right?" Valarie asked as she hammered another nail into the boards placed over the enormous hole in the wall created when Valarie punched her immortal sex partner the night before.
That girl, Candi Corn, paced back and forth, deep in thought, only barely being able to pull herself away enough to answer Valarie's question. "Yeah, for the most part."
Valarie pointed at Candi in affirmation. "And I used my Hunter's Cross, which is meant to subdue werewolves, to accidentally turn you into my slave until the day you die, which will be never. Correct?" The board Valarie was hammering broke through the cheap wall, making the hole even bigger. Valarie grabbed another board and began hammering away.
Candi looked over at the brown haired 20-something poorly attempting to repair her economy class home. "Yeah. Well. I'm trying to think of a way I can make forever not so for-fucking-ever. " Candi was losing her patience as she tried to remain calm and think rationally about her situation.
Valarie kept working on the hole absently. "So why haven't you just killed me yet? Wouldn't that work?"
Candi shook her head, pulling out a bright orange notebook with Halloween stickers on it and began flicking through the pages.
"You're really committing to the whole 'Candy Corn' thing huh?" Valerie asked.
Candi ignored her, finally reaching the page she was looking for. "I read about the Collar of Kane in our Coven Library back when I was in training. I thought it was interesting so I jotted down a note. 'The Collar of Kane has a safeguard against the murder of the user by tying the life of the slave to the owner.'" Candi slapped her notebook shut, staring at Valarie.
"Yeah but aren't you immortal?"
"Technically, yes, on my own, I am immortal. But there are a couple things to consider here. First off you're resistant to magic, so that might cancel out my magically produced immortality. And even if not, I don't know enough about how your Hunter equipment actually works to know if it'll go through my magic and kill me anyway. It's meant to hunt monsters, so it's a pretty safe bet that it'll kill me either way."
"Wow. That sucks." Valarie stated, reaching down to grab more nails from the box beside her feet.
"Yep." Candi snipped, sitting down on the hard wood floor trying to think. "So, how did you get that thing anyway?" Candi asked.
"What, my Hunter's Cross? It and two of these chambers just sort of showed up in the mail last week. Then there was this huge werewolf that was killing a bunch of people in the street below my apartment, one of the chambers started glowing and a picture of a wolf appeared on it. I heard a voice in my head telling me what to do, so I picked up the gun, did all that same stuff I did last night, then I did a big finishing move with my whip and I killed the werewolf. Then I put it down and didn't really have a reason to use it again until you showed up." Valarie explained in detail.
"Wait... You killed a werewolf?!" Candi asked exasperated.
"Yeah. Like I said he was down there killing people. I couldn't just ignore the ghost voice coming from the gun." Valarie laughed.
"You don't understand! Killing a werewolf is a big deal! Those animals function like a mob! You spilled blood, they'll be coming for your head!" Candi tried to reason, but was interrupted by the growing sound of someone screaming outside. Candi decided to inspect further, but was interrupted by the wall crashing inwards. A large fist emerged from the dust of destruction, crashing into Candi's side, throwing the girl through the wall Valarie was repairing.
"Aww." Valarie saw the hole appear next to the one she was still working on. Tears began to form in her eyes as she turned to see who had just made another hole in her wall, but to her surprise it was a tall, almost amazonian woman with dark skin, deep red hair, and as Valarie thought to herself, "Hips for days." Bright yellow eyes. Tight red leather pants barely contained her voluptuous form. A tight black dress vest struggling to cover even half of her bosom, leaving her midriff exposed. Bright yellow eyes contrasted against the woman's skin, glowing in the nightlight.
Valarie's tears disappeared, she zipped up her hoodie the rest of the way, ran her hand across her hair and strutted up to the curvy dark stranger, who seemed to not even notice Valarie was there. "Candice, you idiot!" The large woman bellowed. "What the fuck happened here!" A deep sultry voice roared from the fine freak.
Candi came flying back through the air, about to swing her scythe at the neck of the woman standing next to Valarie. Slapping it out of the way, the woman readied another punch, directly into the chin of the young witch, causing her head to spin directly around.
Candi stood up, correcting her neck from its broken position. "What the fuck Velvet!?"
The woman slapped Candi. Then gave her a hug. Pushing the short girl into her cleavage. "How could you let this happen? Do you have any idea how worried your mother has been? She's had us searching for you all night!" Tears began pouring from the woman's eyes as she comforted the weird little witch, who in the arms of this giantess looked even younger.
"Oh, Velvet! I swear it wasn't my fault!" Candi hugged her sister witch back.
Velvet stood up, letting go of Candi, punching her in the face again before turning her attention to Valarie. "Hi. My name is Velvet Dahlia. I'm one of Candice's Coven Sisters. What exactly have you done to her?" Velvet, the tall, dark skinned woman bounced and bopped over to Valarie, grabbing her hand.
"Oh. Hi. I'm Valarie! Last night Candi came into my room an-"
"Hold up! Did you just say 'Candi'?" Velvet put her hands to her mouth in a poor attempt to veil her excitement.
"Yeah. 'Candi Corn' that's her name, right?" Valarie was unsure of her mistake but was delighted to be talking to someone so far out of her league.
Velvet began laughing aloud. "No! Her name is Candice Clovers! She's the brat daughter of our Coven Mother!"
"Candi! Is this true!?" Valarie yelled over to Candi who popped up from her broken state across the room.
"...Yeah." Candi quietly admitted.
"Wow. That's pretty lame." Valarie laughed.
"Whatever, you're lame." Candi attempted a comeback before Velvet booted her in the face.
Correcting her clothing, Velvet once again turned her attention to Valarie. "Now. Please continue." The clearly hotheaded woman attempted to appear composed and mature.
Valarie nodded with an excited smile. "Yeah, so Candi-"
Velvet burst out laughing. "You fucking idiot Candice!"
"Candi came into my room last night, offered me a place in the Coven of Two other C words."
"Crimson Clovers." Velvet corrected.
"That's it!" Valarie high fived Velvet. "And then we had sex. Then she freaked out because my name is Belview." Suddenly, as if out of nowhere, a fist was about to hit Valarie in the face, but she quickly leaned out of the way. Velvet geared up for a second punch, but Valarie avoided it, grabbing Velvet's arm from below, applying pressure and forcing the giant woman to the floor, locking her arm back.
"You idiot, I have super strength! That shit won't fly!" Velvet laughed, pulling her arm down. She continued pulling her arm down for awhile. "Why isn't my arm coming down Valarie!?" The curvaceous witch asked familiarly.
"It's a Judo hold. I guess the same principle applies even though you have super magic strength." Valarie explained.
Candi walked up. "Why do you know Judo?"
"I was in the Judo club my entire time in highschool because I wanted to get with this super cute Japanese girl." Valarie laughed longingly.
"Did you ever 'get with' her?"
"A lady never kisses and tells, Candice." Valarie smiled.
"You literally just told Velvet that we slept together last night."
"She was super into me." Valarie continued, ignoring Candi's comment. "And I was totally gonna do it, but Sensei said I shouldn't. We had a heart to heart before the big tournament. It was a pretty emotional time in my life."
"Uh-huh, Sensei said so. I'll bet." Candi snipped.
"Can you let me go now?" Velvet asked calmly.
"Sure." Valarie beamed as she released her grip on the beauty's arm.
Standing up, Velvet's vest burst open, her breasts spilling out, bigger than any Valarie had ever seen. "Shit."
Valarie looked like kid on Christmas. "You have really nice breasts and you're really pretty."
Velvet was taken aback by Valarie's straight forward manner of speaking. "Th-thanks?"
Valarie grabbed Velvet's hand and forced another high five.
The curvy witch couldn't help but be charmed by Valarie's nonsense. "Alright. So let's get back on track here. Candice came here last night, the two of you had sex, you're a Belview, the cancer to my people. Then what? Why does she have a Collar of Kane on her?"
Valarie nodded. "Yeah, so I'm an 'Armored Hunter' apparently-" Valarie was cut off with another fist flying at her, but this time Candi grabbed Velvet's arm before she could land the punch.
"Listen! We don't know what'll happen if you kill Valarie!" Candi yelled.
Velvet lowered her arm, looking down at her sister. "You think I don't know that already? Did you really think I was going to kill her?" Her tone cut Candi down, the yellow in the witch's eyes now glowing brighter. "I was seeing how this human managed to beat a Witch, even a half trained one."
Valarie poked her head in past the glowing yellow light, causing it to dim. "Did she say half trained?"
Velvet laughed cockily. "What? Did she tell you she was a full member of our Coven!?"
"Yeah. Is she not? Candi! Are you not a full witch?"
Candi turned bright red. "N-no..."
Velvet had buckled over laughing. "Of course she's not. She's only 26! Her magic only activated last year!"
Valarie was using every opportunity to try and get another peek at Velvet's body slipping out of her clothes, but the curves appeared to be magically held in. "How old are you, Miss Dhalia?" Valarie asked.
"Please, honey, you can call me Velvet. And I'm 129 years old." Velvet answered, moving slowly closer to Valarie, running her hands up our girl's pant leg.
"Wow." Valarie smiled.
Velvet squinted. "What are you on?"
"Nothing. I don't know what you're talking about." Valarie abruptly explained, her smile disappearing. "Anyway, magic?"
Rolling with it Velvet continued her explanation. "Yeah, anyway. Magic takes a long time to learn, and a short, though not insignificant amount of time to awaken fully within a human's body. Our little Candice here got the shortcut of being a witch's daughter, so her magic has already awoken at the ripe young age of 26." Velvet explained, running her hand on Valarie's arm and started moving in closer.
Valarie had no problems with this her usual grin returning. "So how does that line up with my joining the sisterhood after Candi and I had sex?"
Velvet looked to Candi angrily. "It doesn't. Candi was trying to steal your soul in order to improve her own magical abilities. Something forbidden by our sisterhood!" The yellow in her eyes flaring up again.
Candi turned around in an instant, facing away from Valarie. "N-no! I was going to take her to the training grounds after we had sex!"
"Oh, really!?" Velvet's tone towards Candi deepened. "Then you. A witch in training offered an outsider, and a Belview at that, a position in our sisterhood's secret training grounds that only select people are ever allowed to see, despite the fact that you're not even part of said sisterhood yet!? That about sum it up?!"
Candi was scared and ashamed, but just as she was about to respond, she noticed Valarie's hand on Velvet's shoulder, gripping tightly.
"Quiet." Valarie's expression had changed, she was intently focused on the door. "Nobody move."
Laughing could be heard from outside the door. "Looks like you're quite the worth opponent to have noticed us from behind the door."
Valarie quickly began running for the remaining portion of her nightstand, where her Hunter's Cross was placed, but just as she reached it her front door came flying at her, slamming her into the now only remaining wall in her apartment.
Three large tattooed Asian men came walking through the empty doorway. "Did you think you'd get away with killing a member of the Midnight Wolfpack!?" The largest man at the front of the trio, covered in tattoos of hearts grabbed something from around his neck, grasping it in his fist. Holding up his hand and gripping tightly, blood poured from his palm and a soft light emanated from the cracks in his fingers. The man's skin began to fall from his muscle tissue. Blood spilling onto the floor. His fingers breaking and cracking, the blood cascading down from the tears in his fingers, bones stretching and breaking out of each finger tip. The blood coated the bones, shaping them into long knife-like claws. A thick black fur began poking through the dripping blood. The thick thistles of hair broke through the deep red on the rest of the man's muscular body. His tattoos twisted the color of his needled fur into a deep crimson. His jaw broke open, snapping shut again longer and narrower than before. Teeth falling from his mouth as he screamed and drowned on the blood pouring from his throat. Large, razor sharp ivory white fangs grew in the place of his human teeth. The man now stood three times his already considerable height, covered in long ebony hair. Almost unending claws coming from his hands. Burning red eyes and the fangs capable of gnawing a rhino to death.
The door pinning Valarie rose up. Standing on its own now. "H U N T E R' S C R O S S!" A booming voice echoed. the rabid animal finding himself unable to move after hearing it.
"L O C K & L O A D! W O L V E S B A N E!"
"Hold up hold up hold up!" Velvet came walking between the frozen wolf in front of the broken door and the door standing across it. "A werewolf? Give me a break." Velvet rolled her eyes, punching the dog directly in the face. The force of the punch pushed the men standing behind the great black wolf back into the hallway, leaving the beast in place.
Opening its mouth, steam poured out. "Is that all, Coven Witch!?" The Midnight Wolf stood up on two legs, towering over even the gigantic Velvet. Thrusting his claws at her throat, Velvet's head popped in a burst of blood, the rest of her body crumpling to the floor.
Silence filled the room. The great wolf began to laugh, his two comrades behind him walking back into the room, joining his laughter. "Filthy Witches daring to touch a member of the Midnight Wolfpack! She got what she deserved!
"Beastarise." A gunshot pierced the Wolf's ears, stopping his laughter. Blood splattered over the door, grabbing onto it like chains. The door twisted and began to bleed.
The handle turned. "H A P P Y H U N T I N G!" Valarie pushed the door open, blood pouring out as she slowly walked out in her Hunter Armor directly towards the beast. Long grey coat and top hat appearing from the blood as she stepped out of the disfigured door.
Candi was about to jump in to aid Valarie in the fight, but was pulled from behind into the neighboring storage room. It was Velvet, still alive, motioning silence to Candi as they hid in the other room. The statuesque beauty grabbed tiny Candi by the shoulders, making eye contact. "(You haven't learned how to do this yet, but I'm communicating with you telepathically. Do you follow me, Candice?" Candi heard Velvet's voice ringing in her head. She nodded.
"(These wolves aren't normal. Even without you here to worry about I'd have a tough time dealing with three of them. If Valarie actually is an Armored Hunter, then there's nothing to worry about.)" Velvet's tone convinced Candi to stay hidden. Peaking out, Candi's backside was completely open and Velvet took advantage of the situation to catch up with her coven sister in training.
Meanwhile, Valarie approached the wolf, readying her fist and throwing it as hard as she could into the monster's exposed fangs. Its neck snapped straight to the left, the teeth remained perfectly intact while the skin around them had been burnt away in a blast from Valarie's silver gauntlets. The werewolf stumbled to the ground, grabbing onto the wall, tearing more of it down to get back up. He corrected his neck. "I see my brother died to worthwhile foe. It will be an honor to kill you! Now tell me your name!" The beast laughed, unscathed.
Blood poured from Valarie's side, the wolf having slashed her as he stumbled back. "My name is Valarie, but I guess when I'm like this I go by 'Armored Hunter Wolvesbane' or something." Valarie explained, wiping the blood from her side, revealing no remaining injury.
"Wolvesbane. A fitting title." Grinning, burned skin grew back in a thick black fur. "My name is Virgo Valentine! A member of the Midnight Wolfpack! You, Wolvesbane, killed my older brother 'Vault Valentine'! I am here to claim your life in his honor!" The wolf's eyes shined a grim red as he lashed his claws towards Valarie.
Valarie waved. "Nice to meet you." Shaking her hand away into a fist, hop stepping up to the beast, throwing it at empty air. Virgo had dashed behind Valarie. Swiping his huge claws through her, but she wasn't there. Virgo turned around immediately to see an empty room, quickly turning back around Virgo met a silver fist slamming him back the other way. Stumbling across the room, Virgo let out a deathly howl as he steadied himself with just his hind legs, kicking off the ground the best started running full speed at Valarie, who corrected the brim of her top hat, quickly falling to her knees, sliding forward as the wolf jumped over her, slamming her fists into its chest as many times as she could as he flew by. The flesh bending around her shining silver fists, ripping and tearing, blood splashing down on her armor.
Valarie hopped up from her sliding position, stopping herself and pressing against the floor, dashing backwards, towards the wolf still flying through the air from the force of her onslaught of punches. The werewolf's two comrades were angled to catch him. Valarie ran faster, pulling the trigger on her belt. The blood of Virgo that had been splashed onto her soaked away into the armor.
The loud voice boomed again. "H U N T E R K I C K!" Valarie began running faster, dashing upwards into the air pulling both her feet as close into her as possible. As she approached the wolf Valarie pushed her feet out like a piston into the chest of the proud werewolf. Valarie howled as her rough leather boots touched his steely fur, which showed her feet no resistance, cutting through his skin like a saw blade through cattle, blasting his body away in a bloody rush leaving only his arms, shoulders, and head in the arms of his allies.
The dying wolf looked up at his comrades. "Run, my pack brother! This is not a fight we can win without Vital's help! Now go! Quickly!" The wolf barked at his subordinates.
Valarie walked up. "You're talking too much." Throwing her boot upwards through the wolf's head off, blasting chunks all over the two weaker wolves. "And you two get out of here too!" Valarie shewed the others away.
The two men walked away silently, carrying the remaining pieces of their commander.
Valarie turned around to see her now almost fully destroyed apartment. "You guys can come out now."
Velvet ran into the room cheering for Valarie. "You did it! I knew I could count on you!" The tall woman pressed her breasts down on Valarie.
Valarie smiled and grabbed Velvet's hips, pulling them in closer. "Just so you know, I'm a bit more of an ass girl." Valarie winked.
Velvet squinted. "That's not remotely smooth yet somehow I'm irrationally charmed by you."
Valarie buried her face deeper into the soft mound heaven she had found herself in.
Candi walked out slowly, buttoning her overalls. "Seriously Velvet, you just forced yourself on me back there, now you're already moving in on Valarie?"
"What can I say, I like this human. I see why you attempted to steal her soul." Velvet petted Valarie's motor-boating head.
"Why aren't you two taking this more seriously? Valarie, you just let two werewolves go after killing their superior officer! Why would you do that?" Candi distressed.
Valarie pulled her face from the wonderland she was visiting to answer the question. "Because they hadn't actually tried to kill me yet. If they had attacked I would have killed them no questions asked!" Valarie chuckled.
"But you heard what he said! Those two are going to get someone named Vital!" Candi screamed.
"I'm not too worried about it." Valarie shrugged. "I mean, how strong can someone named 'Vital Valentine' be?" Valarie laughed, Velvet joined her. Candi began rubbing her temples.
Later that night, the two men from Valarie's apartment entered a large grey building in the business district of town. Passing through what looked like an ordinary lobby in the middle of the night. The men rode the elevator to the 52nd floor. The doors opened into a large dark hallway with no doors. The men followed the path, taking the corner hidden in the darkness. After a few more turns the men saw a single door that read "Vice President." The two men entered the room, the door slowly closed behind them, leaving the duo in total darkness.
"State your business." A calm, young male voice ordered from the pitch black room.
"Vital, Sir. We have been sent by your brother Virgo to inform you of his death, and of the Armored Hunter who slayed him."
Two red eyes opened, their gaze piercing the men. "I have no interest in the Armored Hunter." The young man in the dark answered honestly.
One of the men stepped towards Vital's desk. "How can you say that! Your own brothers were slaughtered, and you're just going to sit there?!" A flash of white light strung across the man's neck, his head tumbling down from his body.
The attention of the red eyes shifted to the remaining man. "Unlike my foolish brothers, I've been focusing my efforts on The Harvest. I have neither the time nor the motive to engage in petty blood debts."
"Y-you would disgrace your brother's memory by calling his cause 'petty'!?" The remaining man grabbed something from his pocket. Giving it a squeeze, blood poured and the man began to transform into a werewolf.
"And to think I was going to let you live." Vital sighed.
The wolf lunged at him, but two flashes of light swiped the beast's arms away. He howled in pain. Two more flashes came and took his legs. Now just a torso the large monster lied flat on his back, looking over to the desk, the red eyes hadn't moved from behind the desk.
"Any last words?"
"I'm sorry, Sir." A white flash blasted the chuck of animal away into a pile of blood.
"You're forgiven."
To Be Continued.
That girl, Candi Corn, paced back and forth, deep in thought, only barely being able to pull herself away enough to answer Valarie's question. "Yeah, for the most part."
Valarie pointed at Candi in affirmation. "And I used my Hunter's Cross, which is meant to subdue werewolves, to accidentally turn you into my slave until the day you die, which will be never. Correct?" The board Valarie was hammering broke through the cheap wall, making the hole even bigger. Valarie grabbed another board and began hammering away.
Candi looked over at the brown haired 20-something poorly attempting to repair her economy class home. "Yeah. Well. I'm trying to think of a way I can make forever not so for-fucking-ever. " Candi was losing her patience as she tried to remain calm and think rationally about her situation.
Valarie kept working on the hole absently. "So why haven't you just killed me yet? Wouldn't that work?"
Candi shook her head, pulling out a bright orange notebook with Halloween stickers on it and began flicking through the pages.
"You're really committing to the whole 'Candy Corn' thing huh?" Valerie asked.
Candi ignored her, finally reaching the page she was looking for. "I read about the Collar of Kane in our Coven Library back when I was in training. I thought it was interesting so I jotted down a note. 'The Collar of Kane has a safeguard against the murder of the user by tying the life of the slave to the owner.'" Candi slapped her notebook shut, staring at Valarie.
"Yeah but aren't you immortal?"
"Technically, yes, on my own, I am immortal. But there are a couple things to consider here. First off you're resistant to magic, so that might cancel out my magically produced immortality. And even if not, I don't know enough about how your Hunter equipment actually works to know if it'll go through my magic and kill me anyway. It's meant to hunt monsters, so it's a pretty safe bet that it'll kill me either way."
"Wow. That sucks." Valarie stated, reaching down to grab more nails from the box beside her feet.
"Yep." Candi snipped, sitting down on the hard wood floor trying to think. "So, how did you get that thing anyway?" Candi asked.
"What, my Hunter's Cross? It and two of these chambers just sort of showed up in the mail last week. Then there was this huge werewolf that was killing a bunch of people in the street below my apartment, one of the chambers started glowing and a picture of a wolf appeared on it. I heard a voice in my head telling me what to do, so I picked up the gun, did all that same stuff I did last night, then I did a big finishing move with my whip and I killed the werewolf. Then I put it down and didn't really have a reason to use it again until you showed up." Valarie explained in detail.
"Wait... You killed a werewolf?!" Candi asked exasperated.
"Yeah. Like I said he was down there killing people. I couldn't just ignore the ghost voice coming from the gun." Valarie laughed.
"You don't understand! Killing a werewolf is a big deal! Those animals function like a mob! You spilled blood, they'll be coming for your head!" Candi tried to reason, but was interrupted by the growing sound of someone screaming outside. Candi decided to inspect further, but was interrupted by the wall crashing inwards. A large fist emerged from the dust of destruction, crashing into Candi's side, throwing the girl through the wall Valarie was repairing.
"Aww." Valarie saw the hole appear next to the one she was still working on. Tears began to form in her eyes as she turned to see who had just made another hole in her wall, but to her surprise it was a tall, almost amazonian woman with dark skin, deep red hair, and as Valarie thought to herself, "Hips for days." Bright yellow eyes. Tight red leather pants barely contained her voluptuous form. A tight black dress vest struggling to cover even half of her bosom, leaving her midriff exposed. Bright yellow eyes contrasted against the woman's skin, glowing in the nightlight.
Valarie's tears disappeared, she zipped up her hoodie the rest of the way, ran her hand across her hair and strutted up to the curvy dark stranger, who seemed to not even notice Valarie was there. "Candice, you idiot!" The large woman bellowed. "What the fuck happened here!" A deep sultry voice roared from the fine freak.
Candi came flying back through the air, about to swing her scythe at the neck of the woman standing next to Valarie. Slapping it out of the way, the woman readied another punch, directly into the chin of the young witch, causing her head to spin directly around.
Candi stood up, correcting her neck from its broken position. "What the fuck Velvet!?"
The woman slapped Candi. Then gave her a hug. Pushing the short girl into her cleavage. "How could you let this happen? Do you have any idea how worried your mother has been? She's had us searching for you all night!" Tears began pouring from the woman's eyes as she comforted the weird little witch, who in the arms of this giantess looked even younger.
"Oh, Velvet! I swear it wasn't my fault!" Candi hugged her sister witch back.
Velvet stood up, letting go of Candi, punching her in the face again before turning her attention to Valarie. "Hi. My name is Velvet Dahlia. I'm one of Candice's Coven Sisters. What exactly have you done to her?" Velvet, the tall, dark skinned woman bounced and bopped over to Valarie, grabbing her hand.
"Oh. Hi. I'm Valarie! Last night Candi came into my room an-"
"Hold up! Did you just say 'Candi'?" Velvet put her hands to her mouth in a poor attempt to veil her excitement.
"Yeah. 'Candi Corn' that's her name, right?" Valarie was unsure of her mistake but was delighted to be talking to someone so far out of her league.
Velvet began laughing aloud. "No! Her name is Candice Clovers! She's the brat daughter of our Coven Mother!"
"Candi! Is this true!?" Valarie yelled over to Candi who popped up from her broken state across the room.
"...Yeah." Candi quietly admitted.
"Wow. That's pretty lame." Valarie laughed.
"Whatever, you're lame." Candi attempted a comeback before Velvet booted her in the face.
Correcting her clothing, Velvet once again turned her attention to Valarie. "Now. Please continue." The clearly hotheaded woman attempted to appear composed and mature.
Valarie nodded with an excited smile. "Yeah, so Candi-"
Velvet burst out laughing. "You fucking idiot Candice!"
"Candi came into my room last night, offered me a place in the Coven of Two other C words."
"Crimson Clovers." Velvet corrected.
"That's it!" Valarie high fived Velvet. "And then we had sex. Then she freaked out because my name is Belview." Suddenly, as if out of nowhere, a fist was about to hit Valarie in the face, but she quickly leaned out of the way. Velvet geared up for a second punch, but Valarie avoided it, grabbing Velvet's arm from below, applying pressure and forcing the giant woman to the floor, locking her arm back.
"You idiot, I have super strength! That shit won't fly!" Velvet laughed, pulling her arm down. She continued pulling her arm down for awhile. "Why isn't my arm coming down Valarie!?" The curvaceous witch asked familiarly.
"It's a Judo hold. I guess the same principle applies even though you have super magic strength." Valarie explained.
Candi walked up. "Why do you know Judo?"
"I was in the Judo club my entire time in highschool because I wanted to get with this super cute Japanese girl." Valarie laughed longingly.
"Did you ever 'get with' her?"
"A lady never kisses and tells, Candice." Valarie smiled.
"You literally just told Velvet that we slept together last night."
"She was super into me." Valarie continued, ignoring Candi's comment. "And I was totally gonna do it, but Sensei said I shouldn't. We had a heart to heart before the big tournament. It was a pretty emotional time in my life."
"Uh-huh, Sensei said so. I'll bet." Candi snipped.
"Can you let me go now?" Velvet asked calmly.
"Sure." Valarie beamed as she released her grip on the beauty's arm.
Standing up, Velvet's vest burst open, her breasts spilling out, bigger than any Valarie had ever seen. "Shit."
Valarie looked like kid on Christmas. "You have really nice breasts and you're really pretty."
Velvet was taken aback by Valarie's straight forward manner of speaking. "Th-thanks?"
Valarie grabbed Velvet's hand and forced another high five.
The curvy witch couldn't help but be charmed by Valarie's nonsense. "Alright. So let's get back on track here. Candice came here last night, the two of you had sex, you're a Belview, the cancer to my people. Then what? Why does she have a Collar of Kane on her?"
Valarie nodded. "Yeah, so I'm an 'Armored Hunter' apparently-" Valarie was cut off with another fist flying at her, but this time Candi grabbed Velvet's arm before she could land the punch.
"Listen! We don't know what'll happen if you kill Valarie!" Candi yelled.
Velvet lowered her arm, looking down at her sister. "You think I don't know that already? Did you really think I was going to kill her?" Her tone cut Candi down, the yellow in the witch's eyes now glowing brighter. "I was seeing how this human managed to beat a Witch, even a half trained one."
Valarie poked her head in past the glowing yellow light, causing it to dim. "Did she say half trained?"
Velvet laughed cockily. "What? Did she tell you she was a full member of our Coven!?"
"Yeah. Is she not? Candi! Are you not a full witch?"
Candi turned bright red. "N-no..."
Velvet had buckled over laughing. "Of course she's not. She's only 26! Her magic only activated last year!"
Valarie was using every opportunity to try and get another peek at Velvet's body slipping out of her clothes, but the curves appeared to be magically held in. "How old are you, Miss Dhalia?" Valarie asked.
"Please, honey, you can call me Velvet. And I'm 129 years old." Velvet answered, moving slowly closer to Valarie, running her hands up our girl's pant leg.
"Wow." Valarie smiled.
Velvet squinted. "What are you on?"
"Nothing. I don't know what you're talking about." Valarie abruptly explained, her smile disappearing. "Anyway, magic?"
Rolling with it Velvet continued her explanation. "Yeah, anyway. Magic takes a long time to learn, and a short, though not insignificant amount of time to awaken fully within a human's body. Our little Candice here got the shortcut of being a witch's daughter, so her magic has already awoken at the ripe young age of 26." Velvet explained, running her hand on Valarie's arm and started moving in closer.
Valarie had no problems with this her usual grin returning. "So how does that line up with my joining the sisterhood after Candi and I had sex?"
Velvet looked to Candi angrily. "It doesn't. Candi was trying to steal your soul in order to improve her own magical abilities. Something forbidden by our sisterhood!" The yellow in her eyes flaring up again.
Candi turned around in an instant, facing away from Valarie. "N-no! I was going to take her to the training grounds after we had sex!"
"Oh, really!?" Velvet's tone towards Candi deepened. "Then you. A witch in training offered an outsider, and a Belview at that, a position in our sisterhood's secret training grounds that only select people are ever allowed to see, despite the fact that you're not even part of said sisterhood yet!? That about sum it up?!"
Candi was scared and ashamed, but just as she was about to respond, she noticed Valarie's hand on Velvet's shoulder, gripping tightly.
"Quiet." Valarie's expression had changed, she was intently focused on the door. "Nobody move."
Laughing could be heard from outside the door. "Looks like you're quite the worth opponent to have noticed us from behind the door."
Valarie quickly began running for the remaining portion of her nightstand, where her Hunter's Cross was placed, but just as she reached it her front door came flying at her, slamming her into the now only remaining wall in her apartment.
Three large tattooed Asian men came walking through the empty doorway. "Did you think you'd get away with killing a member of the Midnight Wolfpack!?" The largest man at the front of the trio, covered in tattoos of hearts grabbed something from around his neck, grasping it in his fist. Holding up his hand and gripping tightly, blood poured from his palm and a soft light emanated from the cracks in his fingers. The man's skin began to fall from his muscle tissue. Blood spilling onto the floor. His fingers breaking and cracking, the blood cascading down from the tears in his fingers, bones stretching and breaking out of each finger tip. The blood coated the bones, shaping them into long knife-like claws. A thick black fur began poking through the dripping blood. The thick thistles of hair broke through the deep red on the rest of the man's muscular body. His tattoos twisted the color of his needled fur into a deep crimson. His jaw broke open, snapping shut again longer and narrower than before. Teeth falling from his mouth as he screamed and drowned on the blood pouring from his throat. Large, razor sharp ivory white fangs grew in the place of his human teeth. The man now stood three times his already considerable height, covered in long ebony hair. Almost unending claws coming from his hands. Burning red eyes and the fangs capable of gnawing a rhino to death.
The door pinning Valarie rose up. Standing on its own now. "H U N T E R' S C R O S S!" A booming voice echoed. the rabid animal finding himself unable to move after hearing it.
"L O C K & L O A D! W O L V E S B A N E!"
"Hold up hold up hold up!" Velvet came walking between the frozen wolf in front of the broken door and the door standing across it. "A werewolf? Give me a break." Velvet rolled her eyes, punching the dog directly in the face. The force of the punch pushed the men standing behind the great black wolf back into the hallway, leaving the beast in place.
Opening its mouth, steam poured out. "Is that all, Coven Witch!?" The Midnight Wolf stood up on two legs, towering over even the gigantic Velvet. Thrusting his claws at her throat, Velvet's head popped in a burst of blood, the rest of her body crumpling to the floor.
Silence filled the room. The great wolf began to laugh, his two comrades behind him walking back into the room, joining his laughter. "Filthy Witches daring to touch a member of the Midnight Wolfpack! She got what she deserved!
"Beastarise." A gunshot pierced the Wolf's ears, stopping his laughter. Blood splattered over the door, grabbing onto it like chains. The door twisted and began to bleed.
The handle turned. "H A P P Y H U N T I N G!" Valarie pushed the door open, blood pouring out as she slowly walked out in her Hunter Armor directly towards the beast. Long grey coat and top hat appearing from the blood as she stepped out of the disfigured door.
Candi was about to jump in to aid Valarie in the fight, but was pulled from behind into the neighboring storage room. It was Velvet, still alive, motioning silence to Candi as they hid in the other room. The statuesque beauty grabbed tiny Candi by the shoulders, making eye contact. "(You haven't learned how to do this yet, but I'm communicating with you telepathically. Do you follow me, Candice?" Candi heard Velvet's voice ringing in her head. She nodded.
"(These wolves aren't normal. Even without you here to worry about I'd have a tough time dealing with three of them. If Valarie actually is an Armored Hunter, then there's nothing to worry about.)" Velvet's tone convinced Candi to stay hidden. Peaking out, Candi's backside was completely open and Velvet took advantage of the situation to catch up with her coven sister in training.
Meanwhile, Valarie approached the wolf, readying her fist and throwing it as hard as she could into the monster's exposed fangs. Its neck snapped straight to the left, the teeth remained perfectly intact while the skin around them had been burnt away in a blast from Valarie's silver gauntlets. The werewolf stumbled to the ground, grabbing onto the wall, tearing more of it down to get back up. He corrected his neck. "I see my brother died to worthwhile foe. It will be an honor to kill you! Now tell me your name!" The beast laughed, unscathed.
Blood poured from Valarie's side, the wolf having slashed her as he stumbled back. "My name is Valarie, but I guess when I'm like this I go by 'Armored Hunter Wolvesbane' or something." Valarie explained, wiping the blood from her side, revealing no remaining injury.
"Wolvesbane. A fitting title." Grinning, burned skin grew back in a thick black fur. "My name is Virgo Valentine! A member of the Midnight Wolfpack! You, Wolvesbane, killed my older brother 'Vault Valentine'! I am here to claim your life in his honor!" The wolf's eyes shined a grim red as he lashed his claws towards Valarie.
Valarie waved. "Nice to meet you." Shaking her hand away into a fist, hop stepping up to the beast, throwing it at empty air. Virgo had dashed behind Valarie. Swiping his huge claws through her, but she wasn't there. Virgo turned around immediately to see an empty room, quickly turning back around Virgo met a silver fist slamming him back the other way. Stumbling across the room, Virgo let out a deathly howl as he steadied himself with just his hind legs, kicking off the ground the best started running full speed at Valarie, who corrected the brim of her top hat, quickly falling to her knees, sliding forward as the wolf jumped over her, slamming her fists into its chest as many times as she could as he flew by. The flesh bending around her shining silver fists, ripping and tearing, blood splashing down on her armor.
Valarie hopped up from her sliding position, stopping herself and pressing against the floor, dashing backwards, towards the wolf still flying through the air from the force of her onslaught of punches. The werewolf's two comrades were angled to catch him. Valarie ran faster, pulling the trigger on her belt. The blood of Virgo that had been splashed onto her soaked away into the armor.
The loud voice boomed again. "H U N T E R K I C K!" Valarie began running faster, dashing upwards into the air pulling both her feet as close into her as possible. As she approached the wolf Valarie pushed her feet out like a piston into the chest of the proud werewolf. Valarie howled as her rough leather boots touched his steely fur, which showed her feet no resistance, cutting through his skin like a saw blade through cattle, blasting his body away in a bloody rush leaving only his arms, shoulders, and head in the arms of his allies.
The dying wolf looked up at his comrades. "Run, my pack brother! This is not a fight we can win without Vital's help! Now go! Quickly!" The wolf barked at his subordinates.
Valarie walked up. "You're talking too much." Throwing her boot upwards through the wolf's head off, blasting chunks all over the two weaker wolves. "And you two get out of here too!" Valarie shewed the others away.
The two men walked away silently, carrying the remaining pieces of their commander.
Valarie turned around to see her now almost fully destroyed apartment. "You guys can come out now."
Velvet ran into the room cheering for Valarie. "You did it! I knew I could count on you!" The tall woman pressed her breasts down on Valarie.
Valarie smiled and grabbed Velvet's hips, pulling them in closer. "Just so you know, I'm a bit more of an ass girl." Valarie winked.
Velvet squinted. "That's not remotely smooth yet somehow I'm irrationally charmed by you."
Valarie buried her face deeper into the soft mound heaven she had found herself in.
Candi walked out slowly, buttoning her overalls. "Seriously Velvet, you just forced yourself on me back there, now you're already moving in on Valarie?"
"What can I say, I like this human. I see why you attempted to steal her soul." Velvet petted Valarie's motor-boating head.
"Why aren't you two taking this more seriously? Valarie, you just let two werewolves go after killing their superior officer! Why would you do that?" Candi distressed.
Valarie pulled her face from the wonderland she was visiting to answer the question. "Because they hadn't actually tried to kill me yet. If they had attacked I would have killed them no questions asked!" Valarie chuckled.
"But you heard what he said! Those two are going to get someone named Vital!" Candi screamed.
"I'm not too worried about it." Valarie shrugged. "I mean, how strong can someone named 'Vital Valentine' be?" Valarie laughed, Velvet joined her. Candi began rubbing her temples.
Later that night, the two men from Valarie's apartment entered a large grey building in the business district of town. Passing through what looked like an ordinary lobby in the middle of the night. The men rode the elevator to the 52nd floor. The doors opened into a large dark hallway with no doors. The men followed the path, taking the corner hidden in the darkness. After a few more turns the men saw a single door that read "Vice President." The two men entered the room, the door slowly closed behind them, leaving the duo in total darkness.
"State your business." A calm, young male voice ordered from the pitch black room.
"Vital, Sir. We have been sent by your brother Virgo to inform you of his death, and of the Armored Hunter who slayed him."
Two red eyes opened, their gaze piercing the men. "I have no interest in the Armored Hunter." The young man in the dark answered honestly.
One of the men stepped towards Vital's desk. "How can you say that! Your own brothers were slaughtered, and you're just going to sit there?!" A flash of white light strung across the man's neck, his head tumbling down from his body.
The attention of the red eyes shifted to the remaining man. "Unlike my foolish brothers, I've been focusing my efforts on The Harvest. I have neither the time nor the motive to engage in petty blood debts."
"Y-you would disgrace your brother's memory by calling his cause 'petty'!?" The remaining man grabbed something from his pocket. Giving it a squeeze, blood poured and the man began to transform into a werewolf.
"And to think I was going to let you live." Vital sighed.
The wolf lunged at him, but two flashes of light swiped the beast's arms away. He howled in pain. Two more flashes came and took his legs. Now just a torso the large monster lied flat on his back, looking over to the desk, the red eyes hadn't moved from behind the desk.
"Any last words?"
"I'm sorry, Sir." A white flash blasted the chuck of animal away into a pile of blood.
"You're forgiven."
To Be Continued.
Armored Hunter: Wolvesbane 01
The clock struck midnight. Valarie Belview awoke from her deep slumber to see a dim light filling her third floor studio apartment. She heard the soft flicker of candle flames dancing in the night's breeze coming from her open window. Valarie sat up to see what was going on. She squinted as she scanned the room, seeing the vague shape of a girl. More light began to shine on her, revealing smooth pale white legs, tiny orange overalls with the legs cut-off. She wore a yellow t-shirt, orange hair shaved down with a blonde Mohawk on top. Yellow and white thigh high socks up her legs covered multiple jack-o-lantern tattoos. Valarie tilted her head, then lied back down.
"Hey! There's a person in your house!" The girl across the room yelled out to the lazy one in bed.
"I'm awake. What's up?" Valarie sat up again, rubbing her eyes, and clearing her throat.
"My name is Candi Corn." The alternative girl began to explain.
"That sounds fake." Valarie pointed out immediately.
"It's not! Now, I'm from a coven of witches, and I want you to join, alright?" Candi snipped.
"Oh... Pass." Valarie lied back down again, Candi walked up to foot of the bed, giving the mattress a kick to shake her away.
"We seal the deal with sex, and then you get magical powers. That sound good?" Candi offered.
Valarie sat back up instantly. "What's the plan? Magic is real? That's cool. You said sex? Lesbian sex? With me? I'm down. Done deal. Let's go." Our Girl Valarie spat out without thinking.
Candi tilted her head, closed her eyes, and decided to let Valarie's weirdness go. "Yes. Magic is real." She struggled to form a fake smile. "And if we have sex then you get to become immortal like me!"
"That's rad. Let's do it! You're hot, I'm... Well I'm a girl, let's have some lesbian sex!" Valarie laughed at her own nonsense, pulling her blankets off, welcoming the stranger into her bed. Candi slithered up the sheets, gripping Valarie's tanned white girl body along the way. The two young women met face to face in the dim light that reveled over the cheap white walls, their soft lips met, saliva dripping from the witch's mouth. Valarie's tongue gently pushed into Candi's as she gripped her from behind, turning her over. Valarie now on top of the witch, she began to pull the girl's overall straps down.
Candi grabbed Valarie's head and made her stare directly into her eyes. "Tell me your name!" A soft yellow light flashed from the witch's eyes. Valarie didn't question it and just answered immediately.
"Valarie." Smiling, Valarie introduced herself, pulling her head down between the witch's legs.
"Wait wait wait!" Candi giggled as she placed her head next to Valarie's again, staring into her eyes. "Now. Tell me where all your valuables are!" Candi demanded to the vaguely white girl between her knees, the yellow light blasting in Valarie's eyes, who in response smiled, and tilted her head.
"Huh-what?"
"Tell me where your valuables are!" The yellow light flashed again.
"Um, no?" Valarie was unsure of if this was the correct answer or not, but knew she didn't want to give this strange girl her money. Valarie stood up from the bed. "Look, I don't really pay for it. Sorry! Nothing against you personally, I'm just, you know, I'm a bit old fashioned with my casual sex." Valarie smiled honestly, blushing.
Candi turned away from Valarie, put her hand to her chin, her eyes widening. "(What's going on here? Am I not doing it right? She should be doing whatever I say!)" The witch panicked. "(Alright. Get a handle on yourself Candi! Just try it again!)" She stood on the bed, turning to face Valarie, correcting her gaze so their eyes were right next to each other. "Tell me your name again!" The young witch demanded with a yellow burst of light.
"Valarie?"
"Valarie what!?" Dust began to swirl around Candi's hand, slowly the bed beneath her broke away slowly into the spinning orb in the sister of Satan's petite fingers, leaving Candi floating where it used to be. The orb straightening out into a pole, still twirling it in her fingers, Valarie's bed was mostly gone now, forming a long red pole.
Valarie walked back across her single room apartment, to the small desk by the door. She reached into the drawer and pulled a large gun out. Turning back to face the Wicca. "My full name? Valarie R. Belview." A blade grew from the end of Candi's pole as Valarie finished introducing herself.
The witch now held a large maroon scythe aimed at Valarie's neck, in return Valarie pointed the large antique six shooter at the enormous blade. The candles blew out, and silence filled the room. A slow giggle started to come from Candi. Quickly the strange witch's giggles had turned to cackling, her laughter echoing through the building. "A fucking Belview!? I thought you people were only a legend from the War of 1995! Hahaha! What fucking luck! Not only do I get to meet a legend, I get to kill one!" Candi struggled to regain her composure as Valarie pulled the gun up.
"Yeah, I don't know what any of that means, I never knew my parents, or anyone from my family. But I got this thing, and it's pretty cool, so I'm gonna use it!" Valarie beamed, slapping the gun to her waist. A metal band strapped itself around Valarie from the ornate antique revolver.
"H U N T E R ' S C R O S S!" A loud voice boomed from everywhere. Valarie pulled the handle of the gun down, and held a chamber up. The voice rang again. "L O C K & L O A D!" Valarie slammed the chamber into the gun, causing the voice to ring once more. "W O L V E S B A N E!" The two girls stared at each other in a stalemate, then under her breath Valarie whispered "Beastarise." Pulling the trigger, a gunshot gnawed into Candi's ears. Valarie's skin blasted from her body, blood poured from her exposed meat. The scarlet liquid splattered on the floor, rushing along the wood under where Candi floated, grasping her scythe tightly, unsure of what this was. Valarie took a step, her messy husk bled deeper with the movement. Silver chunks slowly protruded from the crimson cascade. From the head a helmet with the visage of an ashen wolf, with burning red eyes. The body was that of a silver knight, engraved with the markings of a rabid beast. The blood began to flow into a billow, forming into a long dark grey coat. The straps grabbed onto the unrestrained knight, padlocks appeared over the coat, attaching it to firmly to the Hunter. A chain spiraled around the right arm, snapping to with another lock. The beastly armor placed its left hand to its head, a shiny black top hat appeared in her fingers. Placing it on her head the voice boomed one last time.
"H A P P Y H U N T I N G!" The blood that filled the room disappeared in a flash, Candi lashed out with her scythe falling back in shock. The little witch stood up as fast as she could, but Wolvesbane was nowhere to be found. Candi looked around the room, it was empty. Then she felt a tap on her shoulder. "Behind you!" Valarie's voice echoed in her ear. Candi immediately gripped her scythe and swung it behind her, jamming the blade into the wall by mistake. The skinny Candi struggled to pull her weapon from the wall. "Shit! Shit! Shit!" She screamed, pulling as hard as she could.
"Yoo hoo!" Valarie's voice echoed from behind Candi. She turned around to see the Hunter standing with her arms crossed, leaned against her front door. Quickly turning back, Candi pulled once more, but she was too late, she felt a hand grab the back of her head and ram it through the wall. The Witch's neck broke from the force of being forced through the drywall. Valarie grabbed Candi's leg, pulling her body from the wall, throwing her across the room. Candi flipped across the room, Valarie disappeared in a grey rush. Suddenly Wolvesbane was on the other side of the room, Candi on a collision course with her. Valarie held her hand out as Candi flew towards her, catching the petite witch by the face, from mid air, the silver knight slammed its arm down through the hardwood floor. The witch lawn-darted into the wood, her body a crumpled mess. Wolvesbane wasn't done, grabbing her leg again, dragging her broken body along the floor. Valarie grabbed the witch's leg with both hands, swinging the body up, she swung the girl like a bat as hard as she could directly at the wall, breaking a large hole through it. Candi was thrown through the wall into the store room next to Valarie's apartment, she blasted through several boxes, and knocked over a couple shelves with more boxes on them. The witch was buried under a mountain of packages and bags of supplies. Candi stood up perfectly fine in the midst of the rubble. "(I have to get the fuck out of here!)" Candi thought to herself in a panic, running over to the window, struggling to open it. "Shit! Why can't I have super strength like Velvet?" Candi yelled aloud. A gunshot rang from Valarie's apartment.
"C E N T U R Y K E Y!" Wolvesbane walked into the store room, holding an ornate old key. Candi panicked more as she struggled to open the window that was painted shut. "Fuck it!" The witch screamed, holding her hand to it, dust began to spiral. "Faster!"
Valarie put the key into the padlock on her arm. "O L D O N E ' S W H I P!" The lock fell to the dusty wooden floor, the chain around Wolvesbane's right wrist slowly spiraled downwards.
Candi turned back to the window after seeing this, and began to scream at her hand. The window popped into the shape of a scythe, leaving a large hole in the side of the building. Candi grabbed the scythe as she jumped out the window. Valarie ran up behind her, throwing the chain out after the witch. The chain snapped around her ankle, Valarie began to pull her back up, but Candi used her scythe to cut her leg off.
"Dammit!" Wolvesbane cursed, letting go of the leg, readying the chain whip again, but it was too late, Candi was about to hit the ground. The witch's crimson scythe slammed to the ground as she held on. Candi spun down the pole with her remaining leg, the scythe began to shred away into dust, then reformed on the witch's stump, forming a new leg. Candi immediately began to run down the street, trying to get as far away from that apartment as possible. She heard a crash behind her, glancing back, she saw the Armored Hunter standing with its legs spread out wide and its right arm on the ground, long coat flowing behind it. The chain on her arm began to loosen, Valarie pulled her arm out, holding onto the metal handle attached to one end of the whip. Gearing up, Wolvesbane flung the whip at the girl running down the street. The end of the whip flew at Candi in the same rush Valarie had used earlier, around the witch's neck. Valarie pulled her back, the witch flying through the air, a gunshot rang as Candi landed into the arms of her Hunter. The chain around her neck burned into a leather collar. "C O L L A R O F K A N E!" The loud voice echoed down the street.
Candi began to pull on the leather around her throat. "No. No no no. That didn't say 'Collar of Kane' did it?!" The skinny girl started to jerk around, falling from Valarie's arms onto the street below, pulling at her neck with all her might.
"You alright?" Valarie asked, unsure of what she had just done. Candi fell to her knees.
"No... I'm not alright..." The witch leaned back, looking up at the sky. "The Collar of Kane is a tool used for enslaving Werewolves... And you've just used it on me. Now I'm your slave..." Candi was defeated. Valarie pulled the gun from her waist, returning to normal.
"Well... That's gotta be some way to like, free you from it, right?" Valarie laughed cautiously.
"No... There's isn't..." Candi slumped back further.
"Oh..." Valarie looked away.
To Be Continued.
"Hey! There's a person in your house!" The girl across the room yelled out to the lazy one in bed.
"I'm awake. What's up?" Valarie sat up again, rubbing her eyes, and clearing her throat.
"My name is Candi Corn." The alternative girl began to explain.
"That sounds fake." Valarie pointed out immediately.
"It's not! Now, I'm from a coven of witches, and I want you to join, alright?" Candi snipped.
"Oh... Pass." Valarie lied back down again, Candi walked up to foot of the bed, giving the mattress a kick to shake her away.
"We seal the deal with sex, and then you get magical powers. That sound good?" Candi offered.
Valarie sat back up instantly. "What's the plan? Magic is real? That's cool. You said sex? Lesbian sex? With me? I'm down. Done deal. Let's go." Our Girl Valarie spat out without thinking.
Candi tilted her head, closed her eyes, and decided to let Valarie's weirdness go. "Yes. Magic is real." She struggled to form a fake smile. "And if we have sex then you get to become immortal like me!"
"That's rad. Let's do it! You're hot, I'm... Well I'm a girl, let's have some lesbian sex!" Valarie laughed at her own nonsense, pulling her blankets off, welcoming the stranger into her bed. Candi slithered up the sheets, gripping Valarie's tanned white girl body along the way. The two young women met face to face in the dim light that reveled over the cheap white walls, their soft lips met, saliva dripping from the witch's mouth. Valarie's tongue gently pushed into Candi's as she gripped her from behind, turning her over. Valarie now on top of the witch, she began to pull the girl's overall straps down.
Candi grabbed Valarie's head and made her stare directly into her eyes. "Tell me your name!" A soft yellow light flashed from the witch's eyes. Valarie didn't question it and just answered immediately.
"Valarie." Smiling, Valarie introduced herself, pulling her head down between the witch's legs.
"Wait wait wait!" Candi giggled as she placed her head next to Valarie's again, staring into her eyes. "Now. Tell me where all your valuables are!" Candi demanded to the vaguely white girl between her knees, the yellow light blasting in Valarie's eyes, who in response smiled, and tilted her head.
"Huh-what?"
"Tell me where your valuables are!" The yellow light flashed again.
"Um, no?" Valarie was unsure of if this was the correct answer or not, but knew she didn't want to give this strange girl her money. Valarie stood up from the bed. "Look, I don't really pay for it. Sorry! Nothing against you personally, I'm just, you know, I'm a bit old fashioned with my casual sex." Valarie smiled honestly, blushing.
Candi turned away from Valarie, put her hand to her chin, her eyes widening. "(What's going on here? Am I not doing it right? She should be doing whatever I say!)" The witch panicked. "(Alright. Get a handle on yourself Candi! Just try it again!)" She stood on the bed, turning to face Valarie, correcting her gaze so their eyes were right next to each other. "Tell me your name again!" The young witch demanded with a yellow burst of light.
"Valarie?"
"Valarie what!?" Dust began to swirl around Candi's hand, slowly the bed beneath her broke away slowly into the spinning orb in the sister of Satan's petite fingers, leaving Candi floating where it used to be. The orb straightening out into a pole, still twirling it in her fingers, Valarie's bed was mostly gone now, forming a long red pole.
Valarie walked back across her single room apartment, to the small desk by the door. She reached into the drawer and pulled a large gun out. Turning back to face the Wicca. "My full name? Valarie R. Belview." A blade grew from the end of Candi's pole as Valarie finished introducing herself.
The witch now held a large maroon scythe aimed at Valarie's neck, in return Valarie pointed the large antique six shooter at the enormous blade. The candles blew out, and silence filled the room. A slow giggle started to come from Candi. Quickly the strange witch's giggles had turned to cackling, her laughter echoing through the building. "A fucking Belview!? I thought you people were only a legend from the War of 1995! Hahaha! What fucking luck! Not only do I get to meet a legend, I get to kill one!" Candi struggled to regain her composure as Valarie pulled the gun up.
"Yeah, I don't know what any of that means, I never knew my parents, or anyone from my family. But I got this thing, and it's pretty cool, so I'm gonna use it!" Valarie beamed, slapping the gun to her waist. A metal band strapped itself around Valarie from the ornate antique revolver.
"H U N T E R ' S C R O S S!" A loud voice boomed from everywhere. Valarie pulled the handle of the gun down, and held a chamber up. The voice rang again. "L O C K & L O A D!" Valarie slammed the chamber into the gun, causing the voice to ring once more. "W O L V E S B A N E!" The two girls stared at each other in a stalemate, then under her breath Valarie whispered "Beastarise." Pulling the trigger, a gunshot gnawed into Candi's ears. Valarie's skin blasted from her body, blood poured from her exposed meat. The scarlet liquid splattered on the floor, rushing along the wood under where Candi floated, grasping her scythe tightly, unsure of what this was. Valarie took a step, her messy husk bled deeper with the movement. Silver chunks slowly protruded from the crimson cascade. From the head a helmet with the visage of an ashen wolf, with burning red eyes. The body was that of a silver knight, engraved with the markings of a rabid beast. The blood began to flow into a billow, forming into a long dark grey coat. The straps grabbed onto the unrestrained knight, padlocks appeared over the coat, attaching it to firmly to the Hunter. A chain spiraled around the right arm, snapping to with another lock. The beastly armor placed its left hand to its head, a shiny black top hat appeared in her fingers. Placing it on her head the voice boomed one last time.
"H A P P Y H U N T I N G!" The blood that filled the room disappeared in a flash, Candi lashed out with her scythe falling back in shock. The little witch stood up as fast as she could, but Wolvesbane was nowhere to be found. Candi looked around the room, it was empty. Then she felt a tap on her shoulder. "Behind you!" Valarie's voice echoed in her ear. Candi immediately gripped her scythe and swung it behind her, jamming the blade into the wall by mistake. The skinny Candi struggled to pull her weapon from the wall. "Shit! Shit! Shit!" She screamed, pulling as hard as she could.
"Yoo hoo!" Valarie's voice echoed from behind Candi. She turned around to see the Hunter standing with her arms crossed, leaned against her front door. Quickly turning back, Candi pulled once more, but she was too late, she felt a hand grab the back of her head and ram it through the wall. The Witch's neck broke from the force of being forced through the drywall. Valarie grabbed Candi's leg, pulling her body from the wall, throwing her across the room. Candi flipped across the room, Valarie disappeared in a grey rush. Suddenly Wolvesbane was on the other side of the room, Candi on a collision course with her. Valarie held her hand out as Candi flew towards her, catching the petite witch by the face, from mid air, the silver knight slammed its arm down through the hardwood floor. The witch lawn-darted into the wood, her body a crumpled mess. Wolvesbane wasn't done, grabbing her leg again, dragging her broken body along the floor. Valarie grabbed the witch's leg with both hands, swinging the body up, she swung the girl like a bat as hard as she could directly at the wall, breaking a large hole through it. Candi was thrown through the wall into the store room next to Valarie's apartment, she blasted through several boxes, and knocked over a couple shelves with more boxes on them. The witch was buried under a mountain of packages and bags of supplies. Candi stood up perfectly fine in the midst of the rubble. "(I have to get the fuck out of here!)" Candi thought to herself in a panic, running over to the window, struggling to open it. "Shit! Why can't I have super strength like Velvet?" Candi yelled aloud. A gunshot rang from Valarie's apartment.
"C E N T U R Y K E Y!" Wolvesbane walked into the store room, holding an ornate old key. Candi panicked more as she struggled to open the window that was painted shut. "Fuck it!" The witch screamed, holding her hand to it, dust began to spiral. "Faster!"
Valarie put the key into the padlock on her arm. "O L D O N E ' S W H I P!" The lock fell to the dusty wooden floor, the chain around Wolvesbane's right wrist slowly spiraled downwards.
Candi turned back to the window after seeing this, and began to scream at her hand. The window popped into the shape of a scythe, leaving a large hole in the side of the building. Candi grabbed the scythe as she jumped out the window. Valarie ran up behind her, throwing the chain out after the witch. The chain snapped around her ankle, Valarie began to pull her back up, but Candi used her scythe to cut her leg off.
"Dammit!" Wolvesbane cursed, letting go of the leg, readying the chain whip again, but it was too late, Candi was about to hit the ground. The witch's crimson scythe slammed to the ground as she held on. Candi spun down the pole with her remaining leg, the scythe began to shred away into dust, then reformed on the witch's stump, forming a new leg. Candi immediately began to run down the street, trying to get as far away from that apartment as possible. She heard a crash behind her, glancing back, she saw the Armored Hunter standing with its legs spread out wide and its right arm on the ground, long coat flowing behind it. The chain on her arm began to loosen, Valarie pulled her arm out, holding onto the metal handle attached to one end of the whip. Gearing up, Wolvesbane flung the whip at the girl running down the street. The end of the whip flew at Candi in the same rush Valarie had used earlier, around the witch's neck. Valarie pulled her back, the witch flying through the air, a gunshot rang as Candi landed into the arms of her Hunter. The chain around her neck burned into a leather collar. "C O L L A R O F K A N E!" The loud voice echoed down the street.
Candi began to pull on the leather around her throat. "No. No no no. That didn't say 'Collar of Kane' did it?!" The skinny girl started to jerk around, falling from Valarie's arms onto the street below, pulling at her neck with all her might.
"You alright?" Valarie asked, unsure of what she had just done. Candi fell to her knees.
"No... I'm not alright..." The witch leaned back, looking up at the sky. "The Collar of Kane is a tool used for enslaving Werewolves... And you've just used it on me. Now I'm your slave..." Candi was defeated. Valarie pulled the gun from her waist, returning to normal.
"Well... That's gotta be some way to like, free you from it, right?" Valarie laughed cautiously.
"No... There's isn't..." Candi slumped back further.
"Oh..." Valarie looked away.
To Be Continued.
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