"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.
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