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.