Part 4: "Vampire Hunter T" part 1: Gods and monsters

"I'm glad you convinced me to break into the wizard's chambers, Amy", Raphael turned and said to the woman who's head was propped up on his shoulder. "This is much hotter than watching the front door!".

"Anything for you my love" she purred in reply as she continued her reach-around cock stroking. Both them then quickly returned to watching the small pool of water in front of them. They had discovered the bird-bath like contraption at the back of the wizard's room covered with a red cloth, as soon as they removed the cover they were shocked to see a vision of things happening underground, the wizard at the center of all of it.

A young Asian girl drenched in semen was frantically sucking the sorcerer's cock while a huge-titted blonde was being fucked by one of the lizardmen that lived in the caverns below the temple. "Wow that's hot!" Amy squealed, as the Lizardman bit one of the blonde's tits clean off and started chewing it. Apparently the sorcerer thought so as well, and Raphael watched in fascination as Zasalamel plastered the young Asian girl in Jizz.

The couple watched the sorcerer and the girl leave the catacombs as the lizard continued to feast on the blonde. After finishing chewing off both her meaty breasts, and tearing one of her arms off, it opened her guts with it's jaws and started pulling her organs out. Amy moaned deeply into Raphael's ear as she plunged her fingers in and out of her snatch. Raphael looked back down at the pool and smiled. The blonde was feebly kicking her legs and screaming as the lizard began fucking her again, Raphael felt his own orgasm building as Amy continued to jerk off his prick. As the lizard tore the woman's other arm off with it's jaws Raphael's cock began to spurt Jizz into the pool. He groaned in pleasure as his copious amounts of sperm turned the water a milky white. The last thing he saw before the image disappeared was the lizard tearing the woman's face off with it's teeth as it spurted it's own load into her open belly. She was still alive and kicking...

"Well that was fun my dear", but we should leave and find our own pray before the sorcerer returns. As a sign of agreement Amy licked his cock clean, buttoned up his trousers and the two of them turned and quietly left the room. They had not made it two steps down the hall when both of them heard heavy footsteps coming towards them. "Our guests have arrived", exclaimed Raphael as the pair turned to face the direction of the sound.

Taki bolted down the corridor, Cassandra following close behind. Her enchanted short-sword, Reki-Maru, told her their was evil up ahead. It was not as powerful as Soul edge itself, but Taki could tell that whatever they were running towards would be a formidable opponent. As the two women rounded a corner in the hallway Taki spied her foes: One was a tall man dressed in expensive-looking western clothing, the other was a very small woman who looked liked she could have been a teen if not for her ageless features and the look of malice she wore upon her face. Both held razor sharp rapiers.

Raphael smiled as he saw the approaching women. The first was an Asian girl dressed in a form-fitting red body stocking which left nothing to the imagination, especially her enormous tits and pert nipples. The second was a smaller blonde woman wielding a sword and buckler who looked very similar to the blonde Raphael had just watched being devoured. The thought of maiming and having his way with this blonde, who was probably the other's sister, instantly gave him a hard on. "The blonde's mine!" He shouted to Amy, "You take the one in red".

Seconds later the battle was joined. Raphael stepped in front of Cassandra and let fly a vicious series of cuts and thrusts, all were parried and deflected with ease by the Greek warrior. Cassandra counter-struck with a combination of overhead strikes, thrusts, and cuts, which Raphael was forced to retreat from. He smiled briefly, it was going to be fun breaking this one.

Across the hall Amy was finding her opponent more difficult to battle. Taki was lighting fast; ducking, kicking, rolling and cutting, all too fast for Amy's eyes to keep up with, it was all she could do to make a hasty retreat while barely deflecting Taki's strikes with her sword. She realized quickly she would lose in a fair fight, she'd need to even the odds a bit, use her knowledge of the temple to turn the tide of the fight. "Catch up with me later okay?" She cried to Raphael as she turned around and sprinted down the corridor, Taki immediately followed right after her.

Back in the hallway Raphael's frustration was growing. He was faster than she was, but he was only attacking with one weapon. Every time he stabbed or sliced past her guard she was always able to bring her small shield up in defense. As his frustration grew he felt the darkness rising up inside him, giving him strength and speed in exchange for his reason.

He tried to push the feeling back down. Ever since his battle with Nightmare years ago, a battle that had fractured the Daemon-sword Soul Edge and sent shards of dark energy into his body, he hadn't been the same. Amy had nursed him back to health, but in doing so she had become cursed like him. Neither of them could ever again walk in the sun or they would be destroyed, neither of them could stand to be around felt hunger or pain like they used to, but both had been forced to sustain themselves on human blood and human souls.

Raphael tried as best as he could to control the darkness within him, every time he let it take control he gained terrible speed and strength, but in exchange he always felt as if he lost a piece of his soul, his free will, he worried that at some point he would lose himself completely, becoming nothing but a pawn to the desires of soul edge, no better than the Golem that dwelt in the caverns below.

He pushed his thoughts back down, along with the darkness and continued to fight. As the minutes sped past, the fights momentum shifted back and forth, sometimes he would overwhelm the girl with furious combinations of attacks, forcing her backwards, he even managed to drive his sword through her guard once, carving a thin line across her shoulder and colar-bone. The cut wasn't deep, but it did slice through the cloth and straps of her pauldron and tunic, and the small piece of shoulder armor fell to the floor. Raphael was distracted for just a moment as the woman's left breast spilled from her top, no longer supported by the straps he had cut through...

Cassandra gasped as she felt his blade cut into her flesh, but she didn't lose focus on the battle, she saw the man's eyes dart down to her chest and instantly took advantage of her opportunity. She struck out with a tell jabbing her sword at the man's face, he looked up from her breasts in time to lift his sword and barely deflect the blow over his head. Cassandra however, had been anticipating this, with a scream of triumph she smashed the edge of her shield full into the man's face. She felt the satisfying crunch of both as she broke his jaw and sent teeth flying from his mouth. As his other hand came up involuntarily to clutch his face she grabbed him with both hands and drove her knee up into his crotch. Again she felt a satisfying crunch, this time as the man's balls ruptured between her knee and his own body. Cassandra stepped back as he crumbled to the floor.

Anguish filled every corner of Raphael's mind and body, he tried to focus, to get up and force the darkness back down, but he couldn't, he felt blood dripping past his broken teeth and lips and it enraged him, he felt the fiery pain in his loins and his fury grew greater. He would give in, he would let the darkness take hold, and this woman would not survive.

Cassandra was just stepping back towards the man to finish him off when suddenly her rose to his feet. She gasped. Darkness began to flow from the man, first just an aura, then tendrils of market darkness began to swirl around him. He opened his mouth and laughed, and Cassandra watched in horror as new teeth pushed past the old, his jaw clicked back into place and he spat the broken remains of his old teeth back at her. He continued to laugh as he brought his sword back up on guard.

Cassandra took a deep breath and once again stepped back on guard. She had been holding back up till this point, but it looked like it was time to go all out. With a silent prayer to Hephaestus, the God who had forged her blade, she charged. Her sword came down in a powerful arc, intended to split Raphael in two from shoulder to hip, but before she had taken her first towards him a black shape sped past her, much faster than her eye could follow. She stopped suddenly realizing her target was no longer where he had been. She heard the sound of metal crashing into stone and turned towards it. Somehow her sword had left her hand and was bouncing off the floor to her right. She noticed a severed hand was clutching the handle. Realization dawned on her and she looked down at her right hand... Instead she saw a stump squirting blood. Shock gripped her and she turned to find where the man had gone, as she pivoted to spin, she felt something wrong, her body tipped and she fell backward onto her ass. Looking down she realized her right foot was no longer attached to her leg, it had been severed at the ankle and now lay in front of her. She screamed, perhaps out of shock, perhaps out of horror, she didn't know, but with two of her body parts now missing the fight had gone out of her. As she sobbed, darkness flashed past her again, and now Raphael stood in front of her, still grinning, the world suddenly tilted out of view and now she was staring at the ceiling instead of the man. Her head rolled to her left and she saw her entire left arm, which she had been propped up on only a second ago, had been severed at the shoulder. She watched in disgust as the fingers of her left arm twitched and spasmed. She turned her head back up towards the ceiling, and saw the man looming over her. "Not quite done yet, I'm afraid", he said with a hint of mischief on his voice. Cassandra found she still had enough energy left to scream in pain as he plunged his rapier through the bone of her left thigh. She felt her femur crunch and separate as the sword was driven completely through. "Just one thing more" he said with a smile and a twinkle in his eye. Bracing his foot against her crotch he grabbed her left leg in both hands and pulled. Cassandra's shrieks of pain turned to pure madness as her muscle and skin stretched and then tore. With a grunt he flung her completely severed left leg across the hall away from her body. Cassandra's screams died out as blood began to pool underneath her. She still had her right arm and leg, they were just missing hand and foot, but her left leg was gone below mid thigh, and her left arm had been cleaved off at the shoulder. Her body took on a very pale tone as blood flowed freely from her stumps. "Now for the fun part" he said as he began unbuttoning his pants.

Cassandra's mind was only half functioning now, she thought maybe her soul was being lifted up into the Elysian Fields, as she felt what was left of her body rising up off the floor. The truth of what was happening only registered dimly as she felt her outfit being pulled to the side and the vampire's stiff cock slide into her pussy.

Raphael was completely lost to the darkness now, driving the mutilated body of the blonde up and down on his cock like a rag doll. He laughed as he ravaged her, the limbs still connected to her flopped about like a puppet with it's strings cut as he bounced her up and down. Her eyes darted about in her skull, never focusing on anything for more than a second. His paced grew faster and he spun her around on his dick, now fucking her doggy-style as her head and arms dangled towards the floor, her stump occasionally grazing the stone and leaving red smears behind. With a groan of pleasure he pulled her off his cock and dropped her body to the floor. She flopped against the cold stone and didn't move. She lay with her face up, her tits and pussy now both exposed, her eyes fluttered, somehow she still lived. Raphael advanced to where he had deposited her, stroking his throbbing erection as he approached. With a grunt that sounded more like the cry of an animal he ejaculated. His first stream drew a line between her breasts and across her face, from chin to forehead, his second blast drenched her tits and left a milky white pool. He dropped to one knee next to her and grunted as his last small spurt dripped straight into one of her open eyes. She didn't blink and he smiled as he wiped his cock off in her hair. Her chest had stopped rising and falling. She was dead.

A footstep from behind him caused him to turn his head. Behind him the Asian woman in red appeared from around a corner. Her outfit was torn in several places and she was bloodied, but it wasn't weakness he saw in her eyes, it was rage. "Welcome to the party" he said...