Destiny was trying her hardest to get away from the man known as van hellsing. She struggled and bit and scratched at his hands but he never let go. Soon he had shoved her down wanting to hurt her. To dissable her.
Destiny scrammbled to get away but it was not to be. As she got a couple paces ahead of him he caught up and grabbed her by her tail. Suddenly a sharp pain shot up threw her tail into her body and head. She let out a pained cry and started to sob. She slowly looked back to see that the heart shape tip of her tail was held to the ground by a knife. The knife was made of silver and it burned into her skin painfully. She curled up in pain as van hellsing crouched down to her level. He smelled of heavy drinking and smoking. The cigar in his mouth smoked with the ember at the end ready to fall off. He flicked the ashes away and placed the cigar back in his mouth. He took a slow drag as he got into her face and blew it out into her face.
Destiny tried to hide from the choking smoke but caught a lung full and coughed weakly. Her face strewn with tears.
Van Hellsing gave a smirk of approval and made her look at him by pulling the back of her hair. He gripped the hair at the back of her head roughly and made her make eye contact. "Its to bad i have to kill u... If you were a human i would have simply let u go after a night of pleasure... But being a succubis shall be your downfall..." he slammed her head into the brick below her. She let out a cry of pain and fell silent. Blood poured out of her forhead onto the pavement in a steady stream. Hellsing smiled at her. She was out cold.
He lifted his shotgun to her forhead and was about to pull the trigger when he noticed her smooth and succulent breasts had poped out of her corset. The smooth white globes oiled to perfection. He looked her over again then smirked. He looked around for a moment then stripped her of her panties. Leaving her skirt on.
He put a finger to her slit and felt the moistness that comes with a horny woman. He chuckled some. "even when faced with death your kind are such horndogs..." He pulled out his hard shaft and pushed into her unceremoniously. He pulled her hips to him, tearing the heart tiped tail down the middle as he did so. The knife glistened with her blood. He bounced.her on him for a long while befor releasing inside of her. She never woke up. He smirked and shoved her off of him with a sigh. He zipped his pants and strode over to the knife humming. He came back over to her lifeless body and quickly, yet slopply, slit her troat.
He strode down the ally way without a care in the world. "youll be dead in a few moments... No need to waste precious bullets on u..." with that he dissapeared.
As the man left another figure entered the allyway. He knelt beside the young dieing demon and gently moved a hair out of her face. Suddenly all time stopped and the man gently picked up the bleeding thing. He looked her over with a bored expression but righted her clothing. He walked at a casual pace back to a mansion like house a few miles back in the woods. No time had passed as he layed the time stalled succubus on a empty bed and started to tend to her wounds. Once tended to he cleaned her up and time began again. A few minutes passed and the woman opened her eyes slowly. She could breath just fine. Her windpipe had not been touched by the silver blade. Her jugguler was only cut a small bit... But her vocal cords were severed beyond repair.
Destiny looked up to see the man that had saved her. He had on a rediculous looking outfit and a tophat to match. His emerald green eyes looked into hers threw the shadow cast by the brim of the hat. He gave her a slightly bored expression befor he helped her sit up. He silently offered her a glass of water that she took without question when she tried to thank him nothing came out. Her eyes widened and she slowly put her hand to her troat. Again she tried to speek. Silence. She teared up and looked at the man with a so distressed look. He sighed softly as he stood.
"try all you want girl but you shall never speak again..." he said as he strode to the window. His hands clasped behind his back as he looked at the full moon.
Destiny let a stream of tears fall as she held her troat. She looked up at the man who had fixed her up and studied him cautiously. Her heart fell when she seen he had a dagger at his side along with a sword made of silver. He was one of them. One of the vatican.
