XXI: Sexy Hunter

Sex Angel:

Simone’s Notes:

In Western medieval legend, a succubus, plural succubi, or succuba, plural succubae, is a demon who takes the form of a beautiful woman to seduce men in dreams to have sexual intercourse. They draw energy from the men to sustain themselves, often until the point of exhaustion or death of the victim. From mythology and fantasy, Lilith and the Lilin and Lilitu are in redactive Christian fables, considered succubi. According to the Malleus Maleficarum, or "Witches' Hammer", published against the recommendation of the Catholic Church in 1487 and officially banned in 1490, succubi would collect semen from the men they slept with, which incubi would then use to impregnate women thus explaining how demons could apparently sire children in spite of the traditional belief that demons were incapable of reproduction through generative or gestative means. Children so begotten were supposed to be more susceptible to the influence of demons.

By morning, Clare slowly woke up. The sun was shining on her pale skin. She sat up and looked around. Clare was still in the garden where the incubi and succubi had dragged her. Something didn’t seem right at all. But she didn’t know what it was. The girl couldn’t remember what happened to her last night. Clare looked down at herself to check for anything. She had on her outfit from last night: long black frilly skirt and purple and gold tube top. Her shoes were missing however. But that wasn’t the worst concern. Her wrists and ankles had imprints on where some chains were. When she saw them, Clare was really worried now. “Wh-what is all of this?” she thought in a panic. “What happened to me last night?”

But that wasn’t the worst of it. The girl looked down into the water and saw it! The fallen mark was right on her neck. Fear filled her up completely. “And what is that on my neck?” she thought worried. Clare tried her best to wipe it off, but it was to no avail. It was stuck on her neck like a bad tattoo. The newly-made succubus stared at it for a long while. She rolled back to sitting. Clare looked up at the sky. The succubus was trembling all over. “Oh man!” she thought sickly. “I am going to be so grounded for staying out so late! I have to get home and make up a good excuse.” She rose to her feet and hurried home as fast as she could. But soon, that was going to be the least of her worries.

Clare made it into the city within minutes. Her feet were aching from all of the walking. She wished that she still had her shoes. Despite it being summer, Clare felt cold all over. She felt numb all over. The girl thought that she was going to throw up. Could things get any worse?

But then, she ran straight into somebody. Clare backed-up nervous.

“Oh god!” she said. “I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” Then she heard someone giggling. The girl looked up and saw a boy looking at her smiling. He was a very charming sort. His hair was short and blackish-brown, deep green eyes, tall, slender, and some muscle to him.

“Oh don’t worry,” he said. “It’s okay.” Clare began to relax.

“Oh,” she said. “Okay.” Then something in her mind snapped on. Clare found this boy very attractive. Her heart was racing in excitement. The blush changed into lust and desire. She kept looking at him hungrily. The boy looked at her slightly confusion.

“Is… something wrong?” he asked. The girl leapt forward and kissed him on the lips. The boy was both surprised and glad. Clare pulled away from him lightly. The boy looked at her with big eyes. He didn’t even know what to say after that. The boy just stared at her for a long while. Clare just smiled at him.

“Wow!” he said in shock. He grabbed her and kissed her again. She kissed back happily. They didn’t stop kissing after that. Clare led him over into a nearby alley. The heat storm began quickly. The boy pinned Clare right up against the wall. The succubus kissed him again passionately.

“Hey, *kiss*” the boy tried to say. “Should try to find out each other’s names first?” he asked. Clare just kissed him again.

“Names overrated, I guess?” the boy asked. Clare kissed him again passionately. The couple stripped down while kissing and got right to work. Within seconds, the new victim was thrusting into Clare wildly. The guy was grabbing onto her shoulders as tight as her shoulders. He was screaming out in pleasure. The girl had her eyes shut her eyes in pleasure. It all seemed pretty innocent at first. But then things turned dark. The monster within Clare woke up. Her fangs formed inside her mouth. Her heart raced in a rush. She suddenly saw the blood flowing in his veins. The girl suddenly wanted to drink up. Her morale went out the window in a flash. Clare just couldn’t help herself anymore. She bit down into his neck. The boy gasped out in pain and pleasure. The girl didn’t even wait to get started. Clare began drinking his blood in a rush. The boy kept trusting as she drank him up.

“OH YES!!!” he yelled out in high pleasure. “GIVE ME MORE!!! GIVE ME MORE!!!” He kept thrusting into her harder. Clare kept drinking more and more of his blood. The taste was surprising good to her. She just had to have more. So Clare just kept right on drinking. Her victim kept on thrusting into her despite coming close to death. When he came, the boy collapsed dead in Clare’s arms. The girl let go of his neck and let up drop on her. She licked the blood from her lips and looked down at her now dead victim. The succubus pushed him off of her and let him fall to the ground at her feet. Clare quickly fixed herself up and hurried out of the alley to home.

By lunch, the military were looking at their latest murder. Brandon was knelt over the boy examining him. He looked up at David, Hughes, and Mustang.

“Same as all of the others,” Floyd concluded. “Only we can see a bite mark here.” The men were shocked this time as they crowded around the body. Two fresh bite marks were right on the boy’s next. Okay, they weren’t expecting this. They all looked at each other confused.

“You’re not thinking…” Hughes began to ask. Mustang shook his head.

“No,” he said strongly. “There is no such thing as vampires!” The other men looked at him with questions in their eyes. Usually, they would be confident in his answers. But lately, they weren’t so sure. Things had convinced them otherwise. More and more people had more fallen marks on their necks and other parts on of their bodies. At first, it was nothing to really be concerned about. But after it began to show up more often, everyone had questions. Why were they there? And what did it mean? Along with these strange marks, were more deaths in like this in city. This was beyond a normal now. After remembering all of that, Roy wasn’t so sure about his own answer. Brandon was really pale now.

“Are we looking for the same killer here?” he asked in weak voice. The other men went silent.

“I… don’t… know…” David murmured. All of the men looked at each other nervously.

From above, Syd and Yasmine were watching the crime scene. They knew what happened. Yasmine looked over at her boss.

“Think we should tell them?” she asked.

“Why?” Syd asked her. “Like hell they would believe us!”

“They’ll believe anything at this rate!” Yasmine argued back. “They are just running around in circles!” Syd glared at her as if she was crazy.

“Never!” he hissed. Yasmine just rolled her eyes. She knew that they would have to tell them anyway. With or without Syd’s approval.

“So who do you think did it?” Yasmine asked her boss-friend. Syd thought about that for a moment.

“Well,” he said. “The bit marks are still present. So this has to be made by a newly-made succubus.”

“Plus,” Yasmine added on. “We are looking at close to a teenage girl.” Syd sighed annoyed.

“What’s wrong?” she asked. Her boss looked at her.

“Do you know how many teenage girls are in the city?” he asked. “The search will take forever!” Yasmine put up her finger as she smiled.

“Ah,” she said. “But we have Gemma as our tracking system! So, finding the succubus will be easy!” Syd just said nothing and rose to his feet. He headed straight to the stairs. Yasmine rose to her feet smiling and followed after to him. She began plotting how to let Roy and the military in on their theories.

Clare finally made it home. She leaned against the front door and sighed. She didn’t know just what happened to her a few moments ago. She was walking home, ran into someone, and was here. “This is just weird!” Clare thought in worry. “What is happening to me?” Then, she heard footsteps. She looked up quickly. Her father was looking right at her. Clare felt herself getting trapped now.

“Uh…” she said. “”Hi… dad…” Her father kept his eyes straight on her. He looked very pale at her. His daughter was all covered in dirt. Her mouth was covered in dried blood. Her shoes were missing. The chain imprints had barely faded from her wrists. Clare looked pale all over. The father even saw that fallen mark tattooed deep onto her neck.

“What were you last night?” he asked. Clare froze and shook her head.

“I… don’t know…” she said at last. “I just don’t know. I can’t remember anything.” The father stepped forward towards her in caution.

“What’s happened?” he asked. “Who did this to you?”

“I don’t know!” Clare repeated. “I don’t know!” Then she broke down into tears. The father rushed and hugged her close to his chest. The daughter just cried on his chest. He kept shushing her kindly.

“Don’t worry, Clare,” he said softly to her. “We’ll call the police. We’ll get you help. We’ll find out who did this to you.” His daughter nodded as she sobbed in his arms. The poison in her mind and body was growing and spreading quickly.

From outside, Edward was watching. He was smirking coldly at his work. His doll was perfectly at work. No memory of what she had done or where she had been. No real evidence. Nothing. Just a monster with no real memories at all. Edward kept smiling to himself. “Let the show go on!” he thought in a dirty way.

In Syd and Ella’s apartment, Gemma was right at work with tracking the newly-made succubus. Yasmine and Syd were standing over her. This search was in a tight pinch. The trio didn’t have much to go on this one. Their succubus didn’t leave much behind for them to work with. So they were banking on senses. Gemma was coming up short at the time being. But, Syd and Yas were still holding on waiting. Gemma finally looked up at them. The other two deities waited. The young girl’s face looked really pale.

“Her name is Clare,” she answered. “She is only seventeen and turned last night.”

“Anymore?” Yasmine asked. Gemma went even paler.

“She has no memory about what she does!” the young deity went on. The other two went pale at that one. The situation had just gotten worse than it was already. There was nothing worse than a killer with no memory of the crimes they had committed. Syd and Yasmine knew what they had to do next.

“Quick and painless?” Yas asked.

“Yeah,” Syd replied. Gemma slowly rose to her feet.

“Should I come with you?” she asked. A silent pause was right there for a moment. They didn’t even know if they should take a teenage-looking girl with them to hunt down a teenage girl. Yasmine turned to the young deity. Her face looked slightly worried.

“Gemma,” she said uneasily. “We might need you to stay here…” The girl looked at her slightly confused. She seemed a little lost at first.

“What do you mean? Why?” she began to ask. Then it hit her.

“It’s because she is about my age, isn’t it?” she asked. Yasmine nodded palely. Another silence came. The older woman expected her to argue back. But instead, Gemma just lightly stepped back.

“Alright,” she said softly. “I’ll stay here.” Yasmine was both surprised and relieved by her response. She breathed out easily.

“Okay,” she said. Then the older woman turned to Syd.

“Ready to go?” she asked. Her boss nodded. Then, Yasmine turned back to Gemma.

“Can you give up a location to find Clare?” she asked the girl.

“Hang on,” Gemma replied. Then she held out her hand again and began searching. Within seconds, she looked up again.

“Winchester Street,” she said. “128.” Yasmine forced down her mercy.

“Okay!” she said aloud. “Let’s go!” Then the two older deities headed out to Winchester Street to do the “honorable” thing to human society.

Meanwhile, Clare sat up in her room with a headache. Her father was on the phone with the police. She still didn’t know what was wrong with her. She was suddenly craving more blood. Her heart was racing much faster. She looked pale all over. The girl smelt of sick of over. Her palms were really sweaty. Clare just thought she would just throw-up. So many thoughts were racing threw her head. It was as if a dark hole in her mind just kept growing and growing. The girl just wanted it all to end right now. But how? How could she stop this… monster that was taking over her mind and destroying everything that it touched?

Then the door rang. Clare quickly looked up and froze. The monster was slowly waking up. She rose to her feet and headed downstairs. The delivery man was at the door.

“Package for Ukuse?” he asked aloud. Clare just stared at him with big eyes. Her heart was racing wildly. He was decent-looking. The man was about in his thirties. Short chestnut brown hair, deep forget-me-not blue eyes, a little chubby, but still decent. He wasn’t Clare normal type. But normal Clare was almost good. So she rushed forward and kissed him on the lips. The delivery man was slightly shocked.

“Uh…” he tried to say. Clare kissed him again. She then dragged him into the house and closed and locked the door. She shoved him onto the couch. The delivery man looked up at her.

“Miss…” he began.

“Shut up!” Clare cut him off. “Get your clothes off!” The delivery man was really lost now.

“Why?” he tried to ask.

“Just do it!” Clare snapped. The man was lost, but was close to doing it. Then, the door burst open wide. The pair looked up and saw Yasmine and Syd standing over them. Yas turned to the delivery man.

“So sorry,” she said. Then she took away Clare and dragged her outside. Syd raced after her. They all came outside in the yard. Yasmine had her sword ready to behead the girl. Her boss stood behind her watching. He seemed to be uncertain about this.

“You sure you can do this?” he asked her.

“Yes!” the deity replied without turning around. “Please don’t talk to me anymore. You’ll make me unsure about this all over again.” Syd held up his hands and gave her room.

From above, Edward was watching. He was smirking as the action was unfolding. “It’s too early to end the party!” he thought. He waved his hand over the scene below. Clare lunged forward and tried to attack Yasmine. Syd jumped in and pulled the other deity away just in time. The girl was eyeing them coldly. Syd and Yasmine were in a stance to fight back if needed. Clare lunged forward to them again. Yas rushed forward with her sword to take Clare’s head off. She missed and the girl scratched her in the face. Clare drew back and licked the blood from her nails. A wicked smile curved across her face.

“Very nice!” she called out. Then she sank to her knees in pain. The young succubus was screaming out in pain. Yasmine rushed to her in worry.

“You okay?” she asked. Clare shoved her away as fast as she could.

“Get away from me!” she yelled out. Then the girl ran away as fast as she could. Yas looked up at Syd. She had the same confused look on her face as him. Things had just gotten bizarre now. Not only did she not remember her crimes, she seemed to slip back to human at random times.

“She seems to be possessed!” Yasmine yelled out. Another pause came.

“After her!” Syd yelled out.

“Right!” Yas replied. Then she leapt to her feet and they ran after the young succubus before she could do more damage.

Meanwhile, Edward headed to St. Mary’s Touch Hospital. The guilt bug had arisen in him again. Even though he feel like doing his little screw buddy, he needed to talk to her. He knew that her shift was ending right now. So his timing couldn’t get any better. All the alchemist had to do was wait.

Then, Derdra came out in her new light blue uniform walking home. Edward took a long while to admire her. She looked just as beautiful as ever. Her ponytail had become wavier than curly now. Ed still wanted to run his fingers through it anyway. He missed the smell of her. His desire for her was constantly a problem when they were always together. The incubus wanted so much to take her as his own. But he knew that would be orthodox. She would be nothing more than a slave if he did so. Edward didn’t want that for her. He wanted her to be free. Derdra deserved to be free. She was his salvation and she had stay pure.

Derdra was now inches from the hospital when she heard a low whistle. She turned up to see Edward again. He was smiling at her kindly.

“Good evening, Dee!” he greeted her. The nurse looked at him with fear and delight in her eyes.

“Edward,” she said softly to him. The alchemist walked up to her and held him lightly in her arms. He neatly placed his chin onto the top of head.

“Why do you fear me so?” he whispered to her. “Hm?” Derdra just shock her head. Edward kissed her lightly on the head.

“Oh my sweet Derdra,” he said to her. “I have done something very bad again.” Derdra’s eye grew wide at those words. They were always coming out of his mouth. She dreaded what was coming next. But she just had to listen, it was the only way he would have peace again.

“Go on,” the nurse forced herself to say. “What have you done now?” Edward kissed her on top of her head again. He lightly leaned down to her sweet ear.

“I have turned a girl into a monster like me,” he answered her kindly. “I even erased her memory. She isn’t even aware of her sins after she commits them.” Derdra just stood silent by him. Edward began to feel it come again. The smell of her was arousing him so badly. Just being with like this was driving him utterly mad. The alchemist could see the sweet blood flowing through her veins. His fangs grow out quickly. “Take the bite” was what she kept hearing in her head over and over again. If he could just have one taste of this angel’s sweet life-giving blood…

Edward found himself moving her lovely face to his. Her gentle milky brown eyes looked like a lamb going to the slaughter. It was strange really. She never tried to run from him at all every time they crossed paths. But the nurse wasn’t stupid all. He knew her too well for that. Derdra had high faith for Edward. Maybe too high. The monster version of him was smiling evilly at her. Well, such devotion shouldn’t go unrewarded. Edward leaned down and lightly kissed his f**k buddy on the lips. Derdra slowly began to relax in his arms. She lightly kissed him back. The nurse lightly shut her eyes into the kiss. Edward felt the monster inside of him rising and getting lighter. He soon wanted more. Her blood and sweet aroma kept flirting with him. Edward wanted so much to softly kiss down her neck and bite down into it to drink up the sweet blood in her little body. Her soft beckoned him to do so.

But, Edward lightly pulled away. Derdra lightly fluttered her sweet eyes open at him. Edward kindly smiled at her. He just couldn’t bring himself to do it. If he tainted her, he would damn himself for eternity. Derdra didn’t deserve that at all.

“Edward?” her sweet angelic voice asked him. The alchemist returned to Earth and looked at her. Derdra was looking at him with child-like eyes. Ed’s heart began to ache all over again. He even felt guilty for even corrupting this graceful little angel. The alchemist even felt crying now.

“Edward?” the nurse asked again. “What’s wrong?” The alchemist pushed her away. His screw buddy was now confused by his sudden change in behaviour.

“Stay away from me!” he said quickly. “I’ll only end up enslaving you! I don’t want that for you. I want you to be free.”

“But Edward…” Chopin began to speak again.

“Just go!” the alchemist insisted. Derdra just sighed.

“Fine,” she replied. “I’ll go.” Edward relaxed as she began walking away.

“Derdra!” he called to her again. The nurse paused and looked over her shoulder. Edward was smiling kindly at her. Some of the human left in him was returning again.

“I only keep you away out of love!” he yelled to her. Then he lightly blew a kiss to her. The nurse just kept staring at him in light confusion and kept walking. Edward himself disappeared into the night.

Clare sat upon the ground panting. Her day had been Hell. Two deities had been chasing her down and trying to kill her like animal. Her headaches and pain were getting much worse by the hour. Every man she had met she would end up shagging them and drinking them dry. Clare would always return back to Earth in fear at her latest victim dead at her feet. And the worst part was she couldn’t even remember where most of her day went off to. Clare just shut her eyes in terror. Tears were escaping from her eyes and onto the ground. This was unspeakable torment. What did she do to deserve this? Please just make this all end now.

Right then, she heard footsteps coming up behind her. Clare stopped crying and slowly looked up. Yasmine and Syd were standing over her now. The girl rocked back onto her heels with her tears running dry.

“You’re here to kill me at last, huh?” she asked.

“We have no choice,” Syd replied. “You are threat to us all.” Clare sat up straight on her knees and bent down her neck. She moved her long cinnamon hair.

“Go on, kill me.” she said. “I don’t care anymore. I just want the pain to stop.” There was a long pause. Syd looked at Yasmine.

“You still want to so this?” he asked. Yasmine tried to toughen up. She gave him one nod and drew out her sword. The deity walked over to the girl and raised it high. The mother deity had to remind herself this is the benefit of humans. Yas shut her eyes and brought down her sword in a heartbeat. Syd looked away at the blood work. Yasmine opened her eyes afterwards. The girl’s head was separated from her body. Black blood was all over the ground. She had done it. She had killed a young succubus. For a surprising first, Syd felt no pleasure from the kill. The two deities looked at each other.

“Well,” Yasmine said. “That’s it then.” Syd just nodded.

“Yeah,” he replied. Silence passed over them.

“Now what?” Yas asked. Syd just shrugged.

“Nothing we can do with her,” he answered. “Our work is done.”

“Yeah…” Yasmine replied in an uneasy voice. Syd looked right at her.

“Oh come on,” he said. “That’s just how it is sometimes.”

“I know…” Yas replied. Then Syd walked away shrugging. The other deity just stood there staring at all of the blood and the dead body. It was just all empty.

That evening, Yasmine made it over to Central Headquarters. She walked straight up to Mustang’s office door. The deity knocked on the door in anticipation.

“Come in!” Mustang called from inside. Yas drew in a deep breath and walked inside. Roy was at his desk looking over the latest bloodless case with a headache. He slowly looked up and saw Yasmine.

“Yasmine,” he said in slight shock. “What are you doing here?” The deity stepped forward. She drew in a deep and heavy breath before speaking. She wasn’t sure how he would take it, but she would have to try to prevent more deaths and suffering like Clare’s.

“I might have some useful information on the bloodless murders!” she spoke up. This caught Mustang’s interest completely.

“Oh?” he asked. “Go on. Spit it out.” Yasmine took in another deep breath. Her heart was racing wildly at the truth. “Well,” she thought. “Here it comes.”

“The killings are being done by incubi and succubi,” she answered.