Outside the gates at Marathon High School...
It had been four days since Bas was suspended, but due to the weekend, only two of those days counted toward his suspension. The waning sun hung in the sky like a giant orange frisby slowly drifting through the cosmos. On the bustling streets outside the school, Simpson and Charles were chatting with Lucara and a group of her friends. After a while, most of the girls left leaving only a pretty girl with pig-tails and an emo-looking girl with blue hair and a dull face.
"Yesterday it was Fred Saunders, and then Monday it was that Theodore Roberts, right?" the cute girl wearing pink shorts with pigtails asked from beside Lucara, "More and more juniors keep disappearing overnight. It's really scary."
"Please, I bet they were up to no good at the time!" Simpson spoke in disagreement. He wore black clothes and looked fashionable, "How hard is it to escape that no one was able to run away at all? I'm telling you, something doesn't add up about this."
"Simp is right, there's not enough evidence for us to place the blame on anyone." Charles chimed in as he walked ahead of the group.
Lucara glanced at him while seductively biting her lip and winking. Charles' mind short-circuited, and the blood rushed to his lower body. He had no idea a sixteen-year-old girl could be so daring. Lucara was wearing a form-fitting red dress, it showed off her curves. She dressed a lot more mature than most of the girls at the school, leaving Charles' adolescent mind defenseless. However, Charles didn't know that only he saw her in this outfit. Everyone else saw her in plain white dress.
"Well, I say we go investigate. The police aren't able to find the culprits, so it's obviously up to us to find our friends!" Lucara Angels said proudly, secretly sneering in her heart. She would definitely take them to find the culprits without a doubt.
"This...doesn't sound like such a good idea right?" said Megan Trushot, one of Lucara's trusted companions. Though she looked ditsy, she was surprisingly responsible in nature. "One boy was found dead, Lucara. We can't play around here."
"I'm going to have to agree with the lovely beauty, here." Simpson smiled as walked forward and he placed his arm around Megan's shoulders. Megan's face turned beet red in an instant. It could be seen by a toddler that she had amorous feelings towards this simple but large boy. "What do you say, Megan? Let's ditch these losers and head to my dorm..."
"Ah...uhm...oh, oh okay." Megan covered her face to hide her embarrassment, but she wasn't willing to reject Simpson.
"Tsk, whatever Simpleton. Chucky, you'll come to protect Tina and me, right?" pouted Lucara with puppy dog eyes. Charles Stracks melted at the sight of this, puffing out his chest.
"Don't worry, I'll definitely take care of you!" Charles pushed his glasses up his nose and patted his chest aggressively.
"Chuck...sigh, never mind, dude. Let's go, babe." Simpson wanted to warn Charles about letting Lucara push him around, but chose to let it go.
Something about this chick made Simpson guarded and uncomfortable. In Simpson's opinion, only a guy like Sebastian who was equally if not more unfathomable could handle a chick like Lucara. Charles was doomed to be devastated.
"Yes!" Megan held on to Simpson's arm as she turned back to Lucara and company, "I'll leave first. Call me when you get home, okay bitch?"
"Mhm. Have fun, you little slut. We'll be busy being heroes." Lucara grabbed Charles' arm and pulled him away.
"Later, big bro!" Charles called out to Simpson.
At that moment, Simpson frowned deeply and paused his steps.
"Big brother Simpson, what's wrong?" asked Megan Trushot when she saw the gentle giant with a weird face. "Is your tummy hurting?"
"How much do you...really know about Lucara Angels?" Simpson didn't know why, but when he heard Charles' words he had a horrible premonition. This feeling was as if he would never hear those two voices again.
Why would he feel that way?
"Oh...well...I guess nothing," Megan Trushot thought real hard before continuing. "She stays in Zone 3 of the metropolis with her father, but I've never actually seen her father. We've been friends for years though! She's incredibly smart, smarter than anyone I know. I remember the first time she kissed me on the lips, and honestly, it was kinda nice. I once thought..."
Simpson felt a headache coming on as he discovered that he underestimated how hard it was to stop a girl's mouth once it got started. Even the usually quiet and dull Megan Trout was suddenly an entire chatter box. He lamented that he spoke his thoughts aloud as they walked toward his hoverbike.
Meanwhile, Lucara, Charles, and Tina stuck together. Lucara openly flirted with Charles who was putty in her hands from the beginning. They traveled through alley after alley in the metropolis. Finally they gave up after not finding any clues and ventured into Little Kennesaw. However, by now the sun had already completely hidden behind the curtain of nightfall.
"Lucara, my mother will worry if I'm out so late. Maybe we should head back?" asked the dull emo girl, Tina. Her voice was emotionless and drab, this was Charles' first time hearing it. It kind of gave him the creeps.
"Yes, your mother is very strict." Lucara nodded her head with understanding, barely looking inconvenienced. "Well, go ahead Tina, I'll let Chucky walk this little Lucara home."
"Okay. You two be careful."
Charles turned around to say 'you too' but Tina was somehow already gone. This baffled Charles but he didn't have time to think before he caught a very near whiff of his favored scent for the last three years.
"So Chucky..." Lucara reached her slender arm around Charles' shoulder from the back to caress his chest, as she slowly sashayed to his front. Charles swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and Lucara continued, "all alone, late this evening with the boy I like...whatever shall we do?"
Lucara whispered the last of her words into Charles' ears but he felt his soul stir. Charles had pretty much become a soft noodle in front of this crafty woman.
"I...uh...we...er. You smell...nice...um." Charles stammered out incoherently. 'Smooth Charles. Smooth.'
"What's wrong, big boy? Don't you like girls?" Lucara said resting her head on Charles' chest.
Swoosh!
Swoosh!
Swoosh!
"Who are you!" Lucara screamed as three shadow ninjas appeared surrounding the two students. They said nothing and just attacked! The first shadow ninja power punched Lucara in the gut, rendering her unconscious instantly, as the ninja grabbed her and escaped into another shadow.
"Lucara! Ugh!" Charles suffered a kick to the abdomen followed by the temple from the two remaining shadow ninjas before they too vanished into shadows. Charles coughed up a mouthful of blood before pulling out his mobile phone and calling for law enforcement. "Yes, my name is Charles Stracks, my father is CEO of Stracks Technolgy. I'm in Zone 2 currently, and we've been attacked. My classmate, Lucara Angels, was abducted. Which way did they go? I'll go find out right away!
"*Cough* *cough* Fuck... LUCARA!" Charles Stracks continued to cough out blood as he hobbled down the alleyway in search of his friend. He was delirious and running a fever but he refused to give up. She had to still be close by, she just had to be! She would hear his voice and scream, and then Charles could call to tell the police where she was located.
At least, that's how things worked in his heart. The reality was far crueler.
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"Did you get the other two?" inside an old abandoned factory, Lucara Angels sat imperiously on a fancy looking throne positioned above some old machinery. Below her, were the three shadow ninjas from earlier. Currently, none of them were covering their faces.
A blue-haired ninja, who turned out to be dull-looking emo Tina, knelt on one knee to report, "Reporting to Boss Luke. We captured Megan, but oddly enough Simpson had already left the apartment. I didn't picture him to be the type to smash and dash."
"Excuse me?" Lucara's eyes became heart-piercingly cold, and Tina shuddered.
"My apologies for the slang, little boss, ma'am." Tina's back was filled with cold sweat. This madwoman was the last person she wanted to be upset. She only forgot for a moment that they weren't real classmates nor friends after pretending so much every day.
Lucara was, of course, aware of this.
She just wanted to remind Tina to watch her words in front of a superior. They were not actually friends, they were master and servant. After all, if it was Crimson instead then Tina would be dead for speaking so casually. Crimson desired his subordinates to be inspired by fear.
After pondering for a moment Lucara spoke once more, "Simpson is indeed not this type. Perhaps he went looking for his little friend, or maybe he went to brag and harass their other friend at his part-time job.
"Do you want us to head over to their location? We could take them both." Tina kept her head down as she asked, trying to gain favor.
"You had better not. This other friend should be a bit...troublesome." Lucara Angels bit her lip slightly. For some reason, Sebastian gave her a thrilling feeling she couldn't explain. He seemed dangerous, more so than even Crimson Spade. As if her soul itself felt pressured by his presence. This was a new feeling for Lucara. "It doesn't matter, the Simpleton boy is not a threat. If you see him do not bother capturing him, just eliminate him on sight. I do not like the way he looks or speaks to me, hmph."
The face of that cute yet slightly immature Sebastian suddenly flashed in Lucara's mind, baffling her. She sighed heavily, slightly fearful. It seemed as if she truly had developed an imprint, on a boy so much younger no less. This would be dangerous if she didn't kill him, but how could she bear to do so? Of course, if Crimson knew how she felt about Sebastian, no one would be able to save the latter. So far, Crimson was the only person she had been intimate with that was still able to breath. He had some type of hypnotic power that kept her own ability at bay if she looked him in the eyes. Merely, she would also be no more than his plaything as a result.
Merely, after two years she no longer minded being his play thing. Crimson was the reason she had achieved all she had. He encouraged her to unleash her power in thrilling new ways. As a result, her once low cultivation sky rocketed.
"Who is it that my little dove wants dead?" came a masculine and daring voice from above.
Voosh.
From the several holes on the roof, five men wearing combat raiment fell lightly to the ground. They all looked like trained and uniform soldiers, ready to kill on command. The one in the lead grabbed Lucara by the waist and lifted her effortlessly from her throne say. He placed Lucara on his lap and jammed his tongue down her throat.
"Hmm," Lucara lost herself in this animalistic man of hers and let him do whatever he pleased. She couldn't get enough of his wild nature. The two girls and one boy dressed like ninjas below all blushed as they saw Crimson lifting Lucara's white dress in front of everyone, showing the group her private features. As if no one was there, pulled out his shovel and recklessly started to plunder her treasure.
The four soldiers who had just arrived were indifferent and didn't even look at these two. They were long since used to the way the leader and vice-leader greeted each other, it was always like this no matter where they were. However, there was one more pair of eyes who had just wandered into the warehouse only to witness this scene. His eyes widened as he watched the girl he desired be recklessly and thoroughly invaded by a muscular savage with tattoos and crazy eyes.
Worst of all the pleasure she was experiencing was...apparent to say the least. Charles stood in place, completely crestfallen, his voice broken and listless as he barely mumbled out, "...Lu...car...a"
Charles couldn't really process which one of them was the victim right now. Why was Tina with the ninjas from earlier? The shock of this moment made the highly intelligent Charles rather dumbstruck. Even though Charles' voice was barely audible, the six people up above were all hunters. Their hearing simply couldn't be compared to regular people.
"Who's there?!" shouted the four soldiers together.
"Ah! Crimson! CRIMSON!"
"Capture him," said Crimson without missing a beat in his rhythm. "Gut him like a damn fish."
"Wait." Lucara stopped her hips and bit Crimson's ear, which sent a shiver through his body.
"Ooh, naughty girl. Crimson likes."
"Capture that one, and leave him for me. I want to eat him."
"Anything for you, dove."
The three shadow ninjas disappeared into the shadows before swarming Charles and tying him up. After half an hour, Lucara sashayed outside the factory to the tied up Charles without a bit of clothing on. Charles felt all the blood in his body rush below in spite of himself.
"My my, you are a lot bolder more hot blooded than I thought," Lucara raised her brow. "Even now, you dare to profane this princess in your dirty little mind?"
Lucara leaned in close to Charles, so close he could smell her sweet breath and their noses touched. Lucara whispered gently as she unzipped Charles pants and pulled them off, "I guess this is the least I can do...Mn, the purest yang essence is always there anyway."
Lucara's head disappeared into Charles' lap and the latter thought that he was dreaming. However, he saw extreme pity in the eyes of Tina as she glanced at the stupid face of satisfaction Charles was making. The poor punk actually thought that what happened next was something that could be understood by humans. Tina knew very well that Lucara could not be considered human. She had seen this scene how many times by now? Lucara was not only a terrifying succubus, but she was also an expert illusionist thanks to her unique hunter soul. Meanwhile, Charles was still confused before he started. He suddenly felt everything in his body was being sucked out as if someone was using a straw.
Charles let out a tragic scream and his body rapidly withered. If Bas was here, he would find this scene disturbingly familiar, albeit disgusting. It was the exact way he died in the past! Merely, Bas was reduced to this state by a single kiss, yet this kid got a hand job. The difference in treament was quite grand.
Fifteen minutes later, on an abandoned road leading to the factory.
"The tracking skill I learned from my dad led me here. He must be here somewhere." Simpson Simpleton was walking through the dark alleyways in search of his friend.
As he approached an old, run down, factory, he saw six silhouettes outside crowded in a circle. Simpson quickly dove into some nearby shrubbery and inched closer to observe the scene.
"Let's ride. We have much planning to do if we want this city to belong to our Crimson Spade Gang," commanded Crimson as he walked back toward the building.
A naked Lucara waltzed out from the center of the group and grabbed Crimson's arm as she followed, her usually green eyes the color of blood and her pupils intensely dilated. However, her beauty seemed to have increased a bit. Simpson was terrified.
Was that really Lucara?
And what about that man next to her?
Simpson had never felt such bloodthirst from an individual. As his eyes traveled to the spot where the group was previously gathered he saw a dried up corpse that died with the most savagely twisted look of pleasure and loathing on his face. His lap looked as if it had been mawed by a savage monster. Simpson's entire body went cold as he stared at those clothes and that mummified appearance. His heart wrenched in incredible pain, and tears swam in his eyes.
"Charles...no...what did they do to you, man?" Simpson sobbed where he was for ten minutes, but was interrupted by a more terrifying sound.
"Whose out there?!"
"Fuck! Run!!"