Izuku's Game

Lazlo the 'Cunning'

Himiko led Izuku and his three girlfriends through the winding halls of the castle. She was so excited! Nobody had beaten Nandor the Relentless! The only other general they had to beat was Lazlo the Cunning, and then they could fight the Master! She was so close to remembering how to smile, she could feel it!

Izuku smiled as he followed her, watching as the rag-covered girl took them over the bodies of her fallen abusers, all of their fangs automatically torn out and placed in his inventory.

"Slow down! Not all of us are full of energy!" Tomoko whined, hardly keeping up.

"Sorry Mistress Tomoko! Maybe Master Izuku could carry you?" Himiko suggested, pouting cutely while she tilted her head, melting the heart of all the assembled party members.

Izuku smiled and scooped up his soft little gamer girl, getting sounds of annoyance from his pair of tomboys.

"No fair! Why does she get carried?" Rumi whined, only for Izuku to catch her lips in a kiss with Tomoko still in his arms.

"Because she's not one hundred and thirty pounds of solid sexy muscle! She's just my soft little plush toy." Izuku said, making both girls flush.

"Master? Um... Can we pretty please stop by my room? I wanna get something of mine." Himiko asked meekly, pointing to the hallway that led to the slave's quarters.

Izuku smiled gently and kissed her on her blonde head. "Of course Himi, what was it?"

"O-Oh, well, I was given a small mirror from the mistress of the castle before she died. It makes a great focus for illusion magic. I would be able to help you so much more with it!" Himiko said, her yellow eyes practically sparkling as she begged him. Izuku nodded and told her to lead the way.

When they got to the room at the end of the hall, Himiko opened it and Izuku grit his teeth at what he found inside. It was clear that they had tied her up and beat her, and her 'bed' was little more than a thin blanket over a matting of straw on the stone floor.

He took a moment to process what he was seeing. The room was filthy and dark, with the only light coming from a single hole in the covers that blocked the window. There were numerous pieces of broken metal and glass around a post in the middle of the room that had shackles on it, where he assumed they tied her to beat her. Himiko herself lifted a small stone at the foot of her bed revealing an opening she began to rummage through, the contents of which must have been her few hidden treasures.

Izuku knelt down to help her, finding odd little coins and half-charred dolls. It made him feel sick when he thought about her life before he arrived, and even sicker as a rebellious thought stuck in his mind. What if he couldn't take her with him away from this place?

Himiko made a small sound of achievement as she fished out a small golden compact mirror. It had an engraved vampire bat on one side, and a beautiful woman on the other. Himiko opened it and revealed that the reflective surface was made from gold, not silver. It was clearly designed to allow vampires to see themselves.

"Alright, let's um... Let's get outta here, ok, Himi?" Izuku asked. He was glad that Himiko could get the mirror she treasures so dearly, but at the same time he couldn't stand being in this room. There was so much pain clearly written on the walls. Himiko nodded gratefully as the pair left the room.

The girls waiting outside of the room could clearly tell that whatever was in the room was bad. Himiko was lost in staring at her mirror, glad for its return and Katsumi took the opportunity to approach her clearly shaken boyfriend. In the quietest voice she could manage she asked, "What was in there?"

"Let's not talk about it." Izuku responded just as quietly, "It's best if the past she had here is dead and buried with this castle when we're done."

Katsumi nodded once, accepting that as answer enough. She resolved to kill as many of the vampires in the castle as she could before they left.