《Unholy Seven》Chapter 8: Rise to Challenge The Rival
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It's 6am the next morning, and I awake to the smell of multiple scents of perfume. I open my eyes and see six beautiful women standing around me.
“Ohayo, Chris-kun,” Shizumi greets me with a kiss on my lips.
“Ohayo, Shizumi-chan,” I reply after kissing her.
Rebecca kisses me next. “How are you feeling, love?”
“Sleepy. Ready to get out of this fucking place.”
Jeni leans in for a kiss. “Well, you're in luck. Dad just got off the phone with the cardiologist and you've been cleared to go.”
“About fucking time. Let's get this shit-show on the road.”
“Not so fast, Mr. Johns,” a voice calls out. It's Dr. Simmons.
“Oh, hey, what's up doc?” I say in my worst Bugs Bunny impression.
“I see we have our wits about us. You're quite the comedian. Never heard that one before.” says Dr. Simmons sarcastically. “You're very fortunate to be in as good of shape as you are. With your blood panel, technically, you shouldn't even be alive. You are quite the walking miracle.”
“Guess I'm kinda special. So, can I get the fuck outta this popsicle stand or what?” I snark.
The doctor walks over and takes the lead out of my arm. “You're free to go. Your discharge papers are waiting for you at the front desk.”
Immediately after he takes the lead out, my wound instantly heals, and I hide it quickly. “Thanks, doc. Okay, ladies, let's get outta here.”
We stop by the front desk and I pick up my discharge papers. I see the people in the lobby staring at me. Both single guys and guys with girlfriends and/or wives stare at me. I decide to take advantage of the situation by stealing a kiss on the lips from Shizumi. This seemed to make the guys jealous and the ladies look away angrily.
Shizumi, however, enjoys the attention and giggles. “Oh, Chris-kun, you're so sweet. Aishiteiru.”
My little PDA with Shizumi also makes my girls a touch jealous. “Where's my kiss?” they all plead. They then circle around me and kiss my face. This just makes the situation worse.
I shoo the girls off. “Hey, hey, now, enough's enough. We've done enough to scare these poor people.”
We all walk outside and board the waiting bus to take us back to PSU. During the ride, the girls huddle close to me so that we can talk just loud enough for only us to hear.
“Okay girls, first things first. When we get back to campus, we definitely need to be on our toes. This person knows who we are, so we need to be extra cautious. Keep our heads about us, and don't set off any alarms. We don't want this person to prematurely release that photo.”
“Agreed.” the girls say in unison.
The bus finally reaches the campus of the university and we all get off. We head up into the penthouse and go into the living room to sit down and relax. Just then, the penthouse comm system rings, and I decide to pick up.
“Hello,” I cautiously say.
“Hello, vampire, I trust your overnight stay in the hospital was restful. Did your whores keep you company? It must have been easy to fool the doctors there with your 'condition'.”
My face contorts with anger, which the girls can quite easily see. “How do you know about my hospital stay? What do you want from us? How do you know us?”
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The voice on the comm replies, “Simple, we're classmates. Do you remember that duel a few months ago? I was there in the crowd the day that whore Rebecca offered to spread her legs to you. Ever since the first year of school, I watched as you paraded those whore twins around like some prize. I always wondered what made them so special to you. Now I know. They're the secret to your power. Tell me something, vampire. Do you enjoy fucking our women and drinking their blood only to discard them when they no longer serve your blood-lust? How many have you taken? How many innocent ladies have you defiled just to satisfy your own carnal needs?”
“Fuck you!” I shout. “I value human life. I love all six of these women and they love me. I did nothing to seduce them. They gave of their own free will. I cherish free will. If they want to leave at any time, they have the freedom to do so. Jesi and Jeni were my first. No other women have ever been involved until Aaboli, Rebecca, Hanneke, and Shizumi. I take blood only to recuperate stamina and heal my wounds, nothing more. You want an answer as to whether or not I'll fight you? Name the time and fucking place! I'll be there to kick your fucking ass!”
There's a brief silence on the line. “Midnight. Tonight. Training hall. Bring your whores if you wish. It'll be that much sweeter when they see their champion fall before their eyes.” The line goes dead.
I look around the room at each of the girls. I can see the angry looks on their faces.
Jeni slams her fist into the coffee table. “What a disgusting little fuck! We are not whores! I do not prostitute myself to anybody!”
I stand up to go sit next to Jeni and put my arm around her. “I know. But this person doesn't see it that way. They think I'm a demon.”
I look up at the wall clock. The time shows 8:30. “Come on, let's get ready. Class starts in half an hour.”
Morning classes came and went, and soon it was time for lunch. The seven of us head over to the dining hall to get something to eat. After we get our food, we sit down at one of the tables. There's an awkward silence as we eat our lunch.
Suddenly, Jesi speaks up. “You know guys, we shouldn't be letting this little shit control us. Whoever this shit-stain is they're just a fucking coward who's jealous of what we've got. Let's teach this fuckwad a lesson!”
Hanneke nods her head in agreement. “I totally agree with you. But as long as they have the photo, they have the control, and we have no choice but to play the game.”
I look around the table. “Then we play the game. And we play to fucking win.”
We finish our lunch and return for afternoon classes. After classes, we head back to the penthouse. We all retreat to our rooms to study and prepare for the night's excursion.
As I'm studying at my desk, I hear a knock at my door. I get up from my desk and go to the door to open it. There is Rebecca, standing barefoot in a purple nightie with matching negligee.
“Hi. Thought you could use a distraction.” she says softly.
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My eyes wander lustfully up and down at her curvaceous body. “Uh, yeah. You look.....”
Before I can finish my words, Rebecca pushes her face into mine, kissing me deeply. I wrap my arms around her waist and pull her in. Her arms wrap around my back and my hands wander down to her buttocks. I pull her hips toward mine, and she jumps with excitement when she feels my bulge press against her.
We break from the kiss, and she begins to pant heavily. “Please, be gentle, you're my first.”
I gaze passionately into her bright green eyes. She wraps her arms around my neck as I pick her up and princess carry her to my bed. I gingerly lay her down and begin to kiss her again. As we kiss, she slips my shirt off, then my pants.
I position myself on top of her. She lets out a little wimper as her body tenses, then relaxes. As we roll around on the bed, her soft moans let me now that she is enjoying the passionate and tender moment. Her face flushes bright red as we both climax. We immediately pass out in each other's arms.
We wake up to a loud knock on my door. Jesi's voice comes through quite loudly. “Chris, Rebecca, it's 11:00. We need to get ready.”
I look at Rebecca questioningly. “How does Jesi know you're here?”
Rebecca looks at me lovingly. “I told her I was coming to distract you. She suggested the outfit.”
“Damn, she knows me too well.” I kiss Rebecca and get up and start to get dressed.
Rebecca puts her outfit back on. “I better get ready too. Did you enjoy it?”
“Yes, and I hope we can do it again.”
“Me, too.”
Rebecca exits my room as I finish getting dressed. I grab one of my custom anime-inspired swords off of the rack and strap it to my right hip.
I meet everyone out in the living room. “Okay, let's go to the training hall.”
We walk across the quad toward the training hall. We're careful to look around so as not to set off any traps.
“Shizumi, scout ahead, keep to the shadows and keep comms open.” I tell her.
“Yoush.” she replies. She leaps ahead with ninja-like speed and grace.
We finally get to the training hall and hold position. I tap my left temple. “Shizumi, are we good to go inside?”
“Hai.”
We make our way into the arena. Standing before us is an armored figure. Their face is obscured by an armored mask.
The armored figure spoke up. “So, vampire you decided to bring your harem with you to watch you suffer and die. But this is odd, I count only six of you. Where is your Jap whore?”
I look at the figure with disgust. “Not only are you stupid and arrogant, but I'm gonna add racist to the list as well. Shizumi, on me.”
Shizumi drops down from the rafters of the arena. Her aura begins to glow and her naginata appears in her hand.
I put my hand on her shoulder. “Stand down. This is my fight.”
Her aura fades and her weapon disappears. “Wakarimasta.”
The figure smiles under the mask. “That's right, keep your bitch on her leash. This is our fight.”
I stare down the figure. “Shut your fucking trap.”
I step forward from the group to face the figure down. I'm careful to keep enough distance from the figure. I haven't seen their aura nor their weapon, so I don't know what I'm up against.
I call out to the figure. “You do realize I have the advantage. You've seen my speed and you know that my healing ability is far superior to yours. This won't be a fair fight. But, just to make it fair, I won't even use my aura.”
The girls gasp in horror. Shizumi calls out. “Are you baka?”
I tilt my head back in the girls' direction. “Trust me. I'll be fine.”
The figure goes into a ready stance. An orange aura begins to glow around them. A pair of long daggers appears in their hands.
I go into a ready stance as well. I put my left hand on my hilt. I draw my sword and swing the blade behind me.
“Your move, asshole.” I call out.
The figure lunges at me, swinging the daggers with expertise. I block the attacks with ease. The strikes from our blades ring out in a cadence of song with each blow. As we fight, a smile plays out on my face. I enjoy toying with this person.
I say to them, “You fight pretty well for a human. I'll give you that much.”
The figure, breathing heavily, replies, “Thanks, but your platitudes are meaningless to me.”
The girls cheer me on from the sidelines as the fight continues.
“Come on, fuck 'im up already!” shouts Jeni.
“Kick his ass!” Shouts Hanneke.
As the fight carries on, I can see the figure's stamina start to wain. I, on the other hand, have barely broken a sweat. How much longer is this going to persist? I think.
I finally decide that enough is enough. I use the flat of my sword to trip the figure. They fall square on their back. The aura fades and their daggers disappear. I point the tip at their throat.
“This ends here. You are beaten.”
The figure removes their helmet. He looks up to my shocked expression. I know who this is.
“Go ahead, drain me. It's in your nature. We both know you can't resist.” he taunts.
“No, James, I can't and I won't. My powers are sealed right now. But you will honor our deal. Erase the evidence. Transfer away from here and never bother us again. If I ever see your face on this campus again, I will kill you. You've brought nothing but torment and pain.” I help James to his feet.
“Very well. As promised, I'll destroy the evidence.” He takes out his cellphone and deletes the photo in front of me.
“How do I know you won't pull this shit again?” I ask. “How can I trust you?”
“You'll just have to trust me.” he replies. He walks out of the arena, never to be seen again.
The girls run up to me and throw themselves on top of me.
“Okay girls, let's go home.”
We walk out of the training hall and back to the penthouse to get some well-deserved rest before class in the morning.
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