Two lovers lay dozing beside the bound brunette beauty, the woman's head on her lover's chest. Both were dozing off, finally exhausted after hours of blissful sex beside the slowly recovering Amazon the two vampires had drained hours before. The dingy basement apartment the two used to avoid the dangers of sunlight was dark and mostly silent, the only sounds being the breathing of the three people on the bed.
The deathly pale color that Anya's skin had taken when the couple had been feeding on her had eventually faded to normal. The Curse as well was slowly sinking back to its normal self. However with the amount of blood loss she had taken the heroine would be needing a feeding herself and one rather quickly. When they had finished with each other, Anya had been retied with her wrists and ankles bound together.
Their serenity was shattered with the sounds of a door being battered open. Two rooms away three men wearing sophisticated assault armor and DarkSight goggles bolted into the living room, odd-looking, magazine fed weapons at the ready. "Room one clear," the first said softly into a mini-microphone attached to his helmet.
Two more people, another man and a woman entered as the first three moved in perfect assault formation to inspect the dilapidated kitchen.
Drav's black eyes opened instantly, as the groggy Tatyana lifted her head.
"Drav, wh.." she started to say before Drav put a finger to her lips. He moved out from under her and slipped off the bed.
With a degree of stealth not suspected in the body of the stout vampire, Drav circled the bed and looked out the doorway.
"TARGET!" one of the man barked the second Drav's head poked out. He fired his weapon which discharged with a powerful puff of air.
"ARGGH!!" Drav roared as the first air-powered wooden stake drove into his shoulder. Before he could stumble back, the second punctured his arm, and the third grazed his bicep. He backed into the room quickly as the assault team charged towards the bedroom. "Tat, run!"
The vampiress was off the bed like a shot. She grabbed Drav's arm and the two ran through a door in the back of the bedroom. As the first two members of the assault team entered, they fired their weapons. Punching holes in the old, plaster wall after the two retreating vampires, the wooden stakes brought a shriek of pain from Tatyana.
The three men charged past the bound Amazon on the bed. They followed the two vampires into the dark hall, as the sounds of footsteps receded to the accompanying sounds of more firing.
The man in the back kneeled down next to Anya as the woman stood guard. He places two fingers to her throat. "This one's still alive. Let's cut her loose and get her out of here. We don't want those two coming back before we can rescue this poor, unfortunate girl."
Anya's eyes had opened just a crack at the sounds of commotion around her but in her weak, hungry state she was still muddled in her thinking. As flashlights played on her body, the metal of both the cables around her wrists and ankles reflected the light back at the men. Also the grey bracelets on his wrists as well. One of the men noticed a pile of ripped fabric next to her bed in blue and red colors. "W..what..who?" she sighed for momented before closing her eyes again.
The leader of the assault team, as he cut away the cables binding her, began adding up the information. Shining bracelets that seemed irremovable, a red and blue costume, and the fact that this girl was still alive led him to one conclusion.
Even while unconcious the heroine could tell when she had been released from the cables. "Mmmmm..." she sighed softly while moving her limbs to a more comfortable position. Small goose bumps broke out on Anya's skin from the cooler, outside air moving into the room to replace the stuffy, lust filled air.
He peered at the weakened Anya. "Hurry up, let's get this girl back to base. I don't want those two beasts to return before we can save this girl."
"Don't worry, Commander," one of the three men said as they returned into the room, followed by the other two. "They've escaped."
The leader's frown was stormy. "Explain," he said as he crossed Anya's arms over her belly.
Anya licked her lips slightly and was about to turn over on to her side when the man stopped her from doing it. "Want to..." she protested from her sleep and gave a slight pouting like look.
"The two beasts turned into mist and escaped down a pipe and into the sewers," the man reported. "Both were injured. I observed a chest injury to the female, which might be fatal."
The commander was apparently unimpressed. "Very well, let's move on. This girl needs attention now. I suspect," he told the four others, "that this is the daughter of a former Ultra Woman. You two," he told the pair in back, "you guard the retreat."
As the two in the rear shook off their surprise at the commanders statement and readied their weapons again, the leader scooped Anya into his arms. While the woman and other man lead the way, he quickly carried Anya out the door, up a set of stairs, and carried her into what appeared to be an innocuous moving van.
One of her arms hung down across his back while the other bounced off his body as he carried her. Anya's face was obscured by her long hair as she rest her head on the man's shoulder. Also in his hands were the remains of her uniform along with her golden lasso. The sweet smell coming from between her thighs told him what had probably been done to the poor girl.
While the others were getting inside the back of the panelled van, the commander already had Anya on a stretcher.
This time when she attempted to turn over on to her side her allowed it and then covered her nude body with a blanket. Ever so slowly, one eye cracked open just a tiny bit. "What...the...hell?" she thought as she closed the eye again so as not to let on that she was awake.
The commander sat next to Anya as the woman in the group checked the young Amazon's vital signs. "She's recovering, sir." She screwed her mouth to the side as she checked the medical equipment. "She recovering almost too quickly for what apparently happened to her back there."
The commander of the group nodded. "That makes sense. If she's an Amazon, like these hint at," he said, lifting her arm up to show the silvery bracelet on Anya's wrist, "she will recover quickly. It's a good thing we were able to get her out of there though, those vampiric beasts would have bled her to death for their own demonic needs."
"So that's what happened...." Anya thought after listening to them. She figured they were vampire hunters from the way they talked. Anya hadn't come across them before but she knew they existed. She also knew they wouldn't be too thrilled to know they had saved a half-vampire.
The group went quiet as they all watched the Amazon in the van with them, all thoughts their own...
The heroine kept pretending to be unconcious since she was still so weak. Before she could hope to escape Anya knew she would have to feed first. "But how to do that...." she thought as they bounced down the road.
The van drove for about twenty minutes, meaning somewhere moderately nearby in the dense urban setting of Megapolis. The doors to the van opened and the gurney onto which Anya had been strapped was wheeled through a garage and into a medical bay.
She risked cracking her eye lid open to catch a glimps of the area. It looked like some sort of underground garage that hadn't been used in awhile from the dirt and stains on the walls. There were plenty of building like that all over the city so that didn't Anya a clue as to where she was.
"Jeremy, keep an eye over her," the commander ordered one of his men, "just in case. We don't know what those beasts might have done to her, or if they might even come back and get this poor thing for another of their rituals."
"And if they do their asses are mine...." she thought.
"Yes sir," Jeremy replied as he pushed the gurney into the medical bay.
Jeremy and the woman unstrapped Anya and, lifting her gently, placed her on the bed. The woman began to connect small pads to parts of Anya's body while Jeremy watched the Amazon's body out of the corner of his eye.
A blanket was tucked under her chin but they didn't strap her down again. With the way the blanket was fitted you still got a very good idea of the curves underneath it. The lasso and clothing was placed on a shelf next to the bed as well.
Finally the woman had Anya connected to the medical monitors. "I'll come back in an hour to check on her, but I think she'll be fine with some rest."
"An hour?" Anya thought. "Plenty of time for a quite feed and then to get out of here." Being among a group that was dedicated to hunting people like her tended to make Anya feel like an univited guest. "Although it might be fun to scam them for anything I could get..." That concept did make her think.
Jeremy nodded as the woman left him alone with Anya. He watched until his comrade was gone, then turned back to Anya. "Damn," he mumbled under his breath, "So this is what Amazons look like? No wonder everyone gets in a bunch about them..."
"I beg you pardon?" she thought with a mental growl. "Maybe ones like that so-called Ultra Woman...." Anya had heard the latest about how the blond had been captured, raped, and then strapped to a statue in the a park. Of course all the tourists took pictures of the latest attraction in the city. She thought it was hilarious.
Leaning back against the wall, he slipped off his helmet and shook loose his bleached blonde hair. He leaned his weapon against the wall next to him, and watched Anya and her incredible Amazon body lie on the bed..
The blanket rose and fell from the actions of the well formed mounds underneath it. She could see it but she 'felt' his eyes upon her. "Bet I can use that..." Anya figured as she took into account the man's lust factor. "No time like the present to get out of here either...."
Suddenly, Anya sat up and let the blanket drop away from her. Before the man could say a word she was already swinging her legs off the bed. The monitoe patchs falling off as she did so.
The man gaped at the beautiful girl sitting up in the bed. "Hey! Wait...um...Ultra Girl!" he said, not knowing really how to refer to her. He knew the city had an Ultra Woman, and that one blue sleeve with the red stars on it did remind him of one of those two Ultra Girls that Megapolis had seen. "You're sick.."
"Ultra...who?" she thought as she slowly got to her feet. Not from an erotic reason but because her muscles ached. "Oh yeah... Ultra Girl. They must've found the costume..." She caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of her eye and saw the lasso with it. "Yep and so they figured I'm here. Not a problem cuz I can use that.."
His words dried up at her unblemished, nude body. He hadn't had time to admire it before, but this girl was incredible. High, firm breasts that seemed large for a girl in such good shape. He'd bumped into them, not completely by accident, when he had helped carry her before. He knew they were real, which still amazed him.
Slowly Anya made her way across the floor on her bare feet. All the while she stared at the man with her eyes focused on his neck. "Don't want to drain him too much... Just enough to take the edge off things." She told herself. However she also knew in her present condition it would be likely that she would take much more.
Then he noticed the odd look in her violet eyes. 'Ho baby! Look how horny this babe is! Huey, this is your lucky night!'
When she before him she placed a foot between him and his weapon. Just to make it a little harder for him to get it. "Don't want a fight so I'll have to take this easy..." Anya leaned in to begin to lick at the base of his throat. Her tongue tasting the salt on his skin while feeling the faint beat of his heart.
Huey had heard that the Amazons had some weird thing with sex, but he had studied vampires, not Amazons. "Hell, maybe they heal using sex. Who am I to judge?" he chuckled to himself.
As she sucked on his Adam's apple, she felt it move slightly. Anya increased her suction and tried to stop its movements. Eventually though she continued on to the other side of his neck. Searching for the other artery.
The guard closed his eyes as the exotic girl licked his throat. He put his arms around her naked body and could feel the muscles beneath the taut skin. "This armor is awful tight," he said, broadly hinting to her. "I could help you heal a lot more if I didn't have it on."
"Oh I just know you can," she whispered to him. She was very tempted just to open her mouth wide and bite but she wanted his blood to be at its peak that passion could raise it to. Besides, with all that armor on she wasn't sure she could keep holding him up. He might make a clatter if he suddenly fell on to the floor.
He bent his head down to look at her. Her eyes were violet, a color of eyes he'd never seen before. It made him want the exotic beauty even more.
Anya stared deeply into the man's eyes, letting her vampiric gaze attempt to take hold of his will. At the same time her fingers searched over the armor looked for any release catchs. When it seemed he might be trying to say something, Anaya silenced him with a deep kiss that locked their mouths together.
"WhaaMmmmmm..." His eyes glazed over as he gazed down towards Anya. His muttered complaint was stifled by the soft lips of the vampiric Amazon.
To amke sure he couldn't say anything she pressed her tongue passed his lips and into his mouth. It easily overpower the man's to take control. One of her hands found a strap and followed it down to the breastplate of his armor.
Her fingers searched under the side of the chest plate of his armor. With a pop of a latch, the strap on his left shoulder loosened. The other latch opened at the hands of the nimble girl and his entire chest plate, including the neck guard, fell into her arms.
With a quick toss, the metal plate landed on the bed she had recently occupied. Anya noticed that the man wasn't responding anymore. Not to push her away or to take charge of the situation. "Looks about right," she thought as she looked deeper into his eyes as she broke the kiss.
He stood there staring at Anya, his eyes glazed and vacuous. He wasn't particularly handsome, but being a soldier type, he was in perfect conditioning. Standing blankly before Anya, he was in the palm of her hand.
"Why don't you have a seat on the bed where we can be more comfortable?" she asked sweetly as she kept looking at him. Anya took one of his hands in her's and led him over there. The man shuffled along like he was sleep walking. "That's a good boy... Just sit right down on the edge." She pushed the plate out of the way and stayed by his side.
Wordlessly the soldier walked to the bed and sat on the side, making the bed creak with his own weight and that of his armor and equipment he still wore from the waist down.
Out of the corner of her eye Anya could tell that the man was quite aroused. "Mmmmmm...nice," she thought before mentally shaking her head. "Not now you idiot. We've got enough trouble besides getting into that situation!" Anya moved her head slightly so that she couldn't see his groin area.
He stared at Anya with eyes wide and glassy. His muscular chest rose and fell evenly, his crewcut head narrow and following her every movement. He was entirely within her power, overwhelmed by a power he had never experienced, at least not one combined with such feral sexuality as Anya exuded.
"Now just sit there quietly while I take care of business..." she said to him softly. One of her hands reached around to cup the back of his neck while the other covered her mouth. In the blink of an eye, Anya's lips were at the man's neck and in one familiar motion her incisors punctured the flesh of his neck. Quickly, his blood filled her mouth which she drank down with a hunger. "Mmmmm....gooooodddd...." she thought.
"Gaaahhh..." the soldier groaned as Anya's teeth sank into his throat. He raised his hands up as if to push her away, but they froze in place. Still held by her will, the soldier couldn't resist the draining of his strength.
His faint sounds were muffled by the hand that was tightly placed over his mouth. The warm blood flooded Anya's mouth which she swallowed just as quickly. With each swallow she could feel a portion of her strength returning to her. It would be hours at least before she regained her Amazon powers but at least she would have her vampiric ones.
Slowly the soldier was weakening at the hands of the hungry Amazon vampiress. He gradually slumped back, forcing Anya to hold him steady. His glazed eyes closed as his will and strength faded.
She felt his skin getting colder with each suck of her mouth. Even though it was so tempting to keep on going Anaya tapered the draining off so as not to kill the man. He would just be very weak for serveral days. "Mmmmm...." she sighed as she pulled her lips from his neck. "That was good..."
"Hey! What are you...shit!" a female voice exclaimed. The medic that had been caring for Anya was gaping at the Amazon, and at the blood that stained her lips. "Help!" the female soldier yelled. Taking a quick step back, she smashed her fist into a thin plate of glass over a red button.
"Oh shit!" the Amazon thought to herself as she launched herself towards the woman. One of her arms scooping up her lasso and uniform as it laid on the shelf. The man slumped to the bed after being released.
The entire base came alive with the penetrating noise of the alarm system...
In a flash Anya threw the lasso towards the woman. "Shut that thing off!" she commanded even before the golden rope was around her.
The woman could only gasp as the thin, golden rope fell across the outside of her arms and was pulled tight. "Hey! I..." Her eyes glazed over, much like the male soldier's had. "It...the alarm can only be turned off at the security room," she told Anya.
"Shit! It would have to be!" she said frowning. Her plan to just sneak out of the place was blown to pieces the moment the alarm sounded. Now she would have to bulldoze her way through an alerted security system. "Shit!" she growled again.
The alarm continued to blare throughout the base. As the soldier slumped backwards onto the bed, his face pale from the blood loss, the female soldier stood before Anya, trapped within the coil of the lasso.
"Go join your friend on the bed and take a nap," Anya commanded the woman. Without any protest she sat down on the bed and proceeded to go to sleep. "Nighty night bitch," she said as she pulled the lasso from her. "Now to get going before they get too prepared..."
Abruptly the alarm's ear-piercing cries stopped, making the ensuing silence seem all the more empty. After only a few seconds, Anya heard a tinkling of metal. Down at the floor came the noise, as a small metal ball, grooved evenly, bounced into the medical bay from beyond the open door. Anya could make out a tiny lens peeking around the corner of the door.
Her eyes widened at see the object, not sure it it was a grenand or what.. "Wusses!" she also thought at glimpsing the scope. "Not enough guts to come in here themselves!"
As the grooved metal ball bounced towards her, it suddenly popped and disappeared into a growing cloud of gas.
Not wanting to be in the same room as the gas, Anya launched herself through the open door. She knew there was probably others out there but the odds were certainly better then staying in the room.
With a faint sob, the female medic, still numb from the commands Anya and her lasso had forced upon the medic, fell back onto the lap of her fellow vampire hunter in a gassed swoon.
The first thing she did when she was through the door was to grab for the throat of the person holding the scope and who was too chicken to come into the room.
"Vampire escapPUGRKK!!" gasped the choking soldier as Anya lifted him off his feet by his throat. In his hand was another of the guns that fired wooden stakes. With an easy chop of Anya's hand, he dropped the weapon to the floor.
The way the poor man's eyes almost bulged out of his skull almost brought a grin to her lips. He tried to claw at Anya's fingers but she held him easily. "Just the one of you?" she said. "Well then I'll forgive you for being a wuss." She was about to toss him into the gas filled room when movement caught the corner of her eye.
As that moment two more of the anti-vampire soldiers rushed into view at the end of the forty foot hallway that lead to the medical bay. One immediately dropped to one knee and aimed the stake-gun at Anya.
"Goody," she said as she adjusted her grip on the now unconcious soldier. Her fingers held his uniform rather then his throat since she didn't really want to hurt him too much. With the stake-guns the others had, this man and his armor would provide good protection for her naked body.
"Wait!" the second one barked. He pulled a tube at the end of a small square box, with a handle at the base of the box. He pointed it towards Anya, which allowed her to see the glass that covered the opening of the tube. "Watch your eyes, firing up the solar vampgun."
"The want??" Anya thought as she ducked behind her 'shield' as much as could. Hopefully the armor would protect the man and herself from whatever fancy thing they were using. At the same moment Anya brought up her other wrist who's hand was holding her lasso and shredded uniform.
As he depressed the trigger, like some kind of scifi phaser, fired a fine beam of solar light at Anya...
The end of the corridor was filled with the standard bluish ball of light that signaled a transformation. Before it had been completed the light beam touched Anya's exposed thigh. "Shit!!" she yelled as she got an instant sunburn on that spot. However nothing more then that happened.
When the ball of light faded the men could see what appeared to be their comrade running towards them backwards. As he got closer it was revealed that he was actually being held up by one pissed off Amazon who's uniform smoldered in several spots from the light gun. The soldier holding the stake-gun got the body thrown at him while Anya went after the other one.
The man tried to aim the weapon, but was reluctant to take a chance of hitting his friend. Before he could decide what to do, his friend bowled him over. Both sprawled backwards with a heavy grunt and the clattering of the solar gun as it bounced across the floor.
By the time the man had recovered his senses and disentangled himself from the unconcious body of his comrade Anya hoped to be far away from here. She spared a glance at them from the corner of her eye to make sure they weren't a threat anymore. With that finished she turned her attention to his comrade. All of this had taken but an instant.
The other man wasn't nearly as easy. He fired one of the stakes at Anya which the Amazon simply deflected with a bracelet.
The stake smashed into the side of the corridor and was instantly reduced to splinters. "He's trying to kill me!" she thought, becoming even moer peev'ed. "Now I can't all that to happen and I have to teach him a lesson about good manners..."
The leader was more cautious. He had learned from the many vampires he had hunted during his life. He waited in an alcove, not moving as Anya rushed by towards the soldier. In his hand was a small item. It was a square of cloth that fit neatly into his palm, with a narrow glass vial. For now it would contain the fluid within and not alarm the sensitive nostrils of the lovely vampire rushing by, but when he was in a better position, he could break the thin glass and release the chemicals into the cloth pad.
"Backup!" yelped the soldier as Anya reached him. He swung the butt of his rifle around towards her chin, but to the Amazon his movements were glacial.
Anya's hand caught the rifle butt with her hand before he had barely moved it. With a simple twist of her hand she pulled the rifle from his hand as he looked on dumbly. "Now you shouldn't be plahying with such dangerious toys buster..." The rifle went flying back down the corridor after she tossed it back towards the medical bay. "I'm just going to have to teach you a lesson!" Anya kicked at the man's shin which brought him to his knees as he clutched his leg in a shriek of pain. That was follwed by a blow to his head that cracked the helmet but only caused him to go unconcious. If it wasn't for that protection, her blow might have cracked his skull wide open.
The soldier dropped from Anya's grip to the floor with a soft thud, like a bundle of towels wrapped around a rock. With a final grown, he slumped numbly into the world of darkness.
"Now to get out of this place...."
The faintest sound of glass crunching reached Anya's left ear as the leader brought the pad around her head. His other hand quickly slipped between her right arm and her body. Using the cyberskeleton that not only gave his aged body the ability to walk but also gave him greater than normal strength, he brought his hand around Anya's body to firmly grab her breast on the opposite side of her body.
"Lemme go you bastard!!!!" she yelled. From the slight whiff of chemicals that her nostrals caught Anya knew exactly what was happening. Her body wriggled like an eel as she tried to get free of him. Her arms pulled at the arm that encircled her body and were just beginning to win the battle when the harsh scent of chemicals increased suddenly.
He put the chemical soaked pad to Anya's nose and mouth and pulled her head back against his chest. "Breath it in, you beast," he hissed at Anya as his strength-enhanced grip gave her full mound a hard squeeze.
Anya tried to to breath but her exhertions were making that quite difficult. Even worse was that the man's manipulations to her her breast helped to trigger the Curse again. While most of her Amazon strength was still gone the feelings it produced her very distracting to her. And this was a moment when she couldn't be distracted at all!
He wasn't certainly no stronger than her, but he had caught Anya by surprise. He lifted her off her feet and pulled her backwards; the leader had years of experience dealing with the powers of vampires and knew better than to give her any leverage to use against him.
The fumes from the pad slowly penatrated her body even though she still held her breath. "MMMmmmmmmm!!" she yelled from her throat. One of her hands kept pulling at the hand on her breast while the other pulled on the one covering her mouth. All the while she thrashed in his tight grip.
"Sleep, you beast," he snarled into Anya's ear as he gave her breast another squeeze.
As he held on to her, his body was slammed into the corridor walls several times from her motions. However the more he kept the pad on her mouth slower she got. When the man accidently tweaked her nipple, Anya gasped and took in a deep breath of the chemicals into her lungs. Slowly her eyes began to close...
The leader of the Hunters gave Anya's nipple a last pinch. Grunting approvingly at the lack of reaction he got from her, the man let the Amazon girl fall to the floor. With a nudge of his boot, he flipped Anya onto her back.
"Filthy beast."