Devil May...Moan?

“I think I killed him.” A woman’s voice and she sounded like she could be hot. That though alone was enough to force my eyes open and the world swam in streamers of color. I snapped them shut instantly.

“I put a bullet in his brain, twice, and he laughed at me. I doubt you were able to kill him.” It was that man’s voice again, deep and growling. The sound of movement and a delicate hand presses against my forehead, wiping away the blood smeared there.

“You weren’t supposed to try and kill him, we just wanted to know if he was the right guy for the job. Jeez Riddick, way to find us some help.” The woman’s voice snapped and her hand slid away from his skin. Grinning, I reach up and snag her wrist, sliding my eyes open slowly to the sound of her alarmed gasp. “I got another ache you can examine, gorgeous.” he breathed and began guiding her hand down towards the obvious tent in his pants. She made a sound of disgust and shoved my hand away to the sound of my laughter.

“Come on baby, you know you want to.” My taunts only seem to infuriate her more and she aims a kick at my side only to have my arm there, blocking the vicious kick. “I changed my mind, Riddick, take of his head and bury him somewhere. Screw the help we’ll take care of Apostolos on our own.” She stormed off with a furious growl, leaving me laying on the ground, laughing my ass off.

Sitting up slowly I find my mysterious ‘demon’ kneeling next to me, his strange eyes covered by a pair of dark goggles. “So…Dick, may I call you Dick? What exactly is this all about?”

He stands slowly and I can feel his gaze boring into me even from behind his dark goggles. He doesn’t even pretend to give me an answer as he turns and stalks off after the woman. “Well that’s not polite.” I grumble.

Pushing myself to my feet I follow after him only to find him and the woman waiting for me on the path a few yards ahead. She gives me an icy glare and she shifts to show me Rebellion in her tight grip. Plucking the sword from her fist, I flash her a grin and turn towards my ‘demon’ to find Ebony and Ivory tucked into his loose cargo pants. “My guns?” He raises a brow at me before turning and walking away, my guns still in his possession.

Gaping at his retreating back I lunge for him only to have the woman’s hand reach out and drag me back. “Hands off lady, I just want my guns back.” I snap and shrug out of her grip. “He’ll give them back once I’ve had a chance to talk to you.” she growls and I turn back to give her a peeved glare. “Start talking before I start hacking off limbs.”

Okay so I wasn’t really going to start cutting off limbs. It was obvious she was human and I don’t use swords or guns against humans, only demons. But that didn’t mean I wasn’t really, really tempted. She thrusts her chin out in the direction our mysterious Riddick was headed and began walking after him as if she expected me to follow.

I was tempted to simply turn around and leave but I wanted my guns back and if nothing else, it was another job. And if it could help pay back my debts Morrison would be thrilled…and Patty could get that new dress she’s been wanting.

Oh Hell, who am I kidding? I just wanted a chance at the supremely shaped ass swaying seductively ahead of me. She throws another icy glare at me over her shoulder and jerks her head forward. “You walk or we keep the guns.” she snapped. The fire in her eyes shot straight to my groin and I had to fight to keep the sarcastic retort from falling past my lips.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m comin’ lady, keep your pants on.” She turned and gave me an arch stare that pulled a soft groan from me as my pants tightened that last little bit. “Funny, I would have expected you to ask me to take them off. But if you’re sure.” she teased and turned to saunter away.

The change in her was so sudden that I almost fell for it, almost. They wanted something from me pretty badly if she was going to leash that temper of hers and flirt with me when it was obvious that she would rather gouge her eyes out and eat them raw. Not the best image but it was appropriate.

Slipping Rebellion into place on my back, I jog a bit to catch up to her and the sultry smile she aims my way has me instantly hard. “Knock it off. I don’t want to be teased if you’re not going to follow through.”

She gives me a hot once over and her small pink tongue darts out to wet her soft kissable lips. “Who says I won’t follow through?” She asks and takes a small step closer, brushing the tips of her fingers against the exposed skin on my hip. That single touch sends fire dancing across my skin and I have to bite back a moan of appreciation.

I can’t remember the last time I’d been touched by a woman or even the last time I’d been able to hold her soft curves against me while we took our mutual pleasure from one another. It was almost enough to make me give in and agree to whatever they want just so long as she agrees to letting me taste that soft porcelain skin of hers. But this was underhanded, and I have to admit, skillful treachery. How cruel was it to use a man’s libido against him to get something out of him? Damn this woman and her feminine whiles.

“Cut the crap lady. I may be a horny bastard but I’m not going to agree to anything until I know what’s going on.”

Instantly she shuts down and goes back to be totally cold as she gives me a vicious smile. “Can’t blame a girl for trying.” It was almost scary how quickly she had gone back to being totally cold but it was my body that felt the blow and I didn’t bother to hide the disappointment at the change. Part of me had been hoping she was at least a little serious. But there wasn’t even the slightest glimmer of interest in her dark eyes. So much for getting laid, eh?

There was the slightest stirring of air behind us and I spun around, ready to attack only to find Riddick standing there, my red coat gripped in his fist. I blink once, twice and then look back over my shoulder only to discover that he really had managed to get behind us without so much as a whisper or a snapping twig. “How the fuck do you do that?” It was really starting to unnerve me how he could just…appear out of nowhere.

“It’s magic.” came the woman’s sarcastic reply and I roll my eyes at her. “At this point, I’m willing to believe anything is possible. Now do you two want to tell me what the fuck you want or do I walk away from this and just make me a new pair of guns?”

Okay, so I didn’t mean to sound so irritated but I can’t really be blamed. I mean they’ve been stalking me for weeks now, annoying the hell out of me. And now they take my guns, ruin my jacket and shirt, try to seduce me and then expect me to be civil? I may be the son of a demon but even that’s a little farfetched for me.

“We want you to kill a demon named Apostolos for us.” she says simply, her arms crossed and her posture relaxed as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

Rolling my eyes I hold out my hand for my jacket only to have it hit my face and block my vision for a moment. Growling, I jerk the heavy fabric from my face and give good ol’ Dick a hostile glare. “My guns? I’ve listened to your demands.”

He glances to the woman and she gives me an evil little grin. “And do you accept?” I can’t help it, I laugh and shake my head. “Fuck you lady. But this ain’t even worth flipping a coin for. You can defeat this Apostolos on your own.”

The look on her face is enough and I know what she’s going to say before they words even leave her lips. “Then we keep the guns. Good evening, Dante.” she says with a smirk and turns on her heels. Riddick turns to follow her and anger bursts over my skin, hot and energizing as my demon rises to the surface. “Do I even get a name?” I snarl and she turns, giving me a cold glare. “Kira, the name’s Kira. Remember that name, Dante, it will be haunting you if Apostolos goes undefeated.”

I didn’t like the sound of that, and I most certainly didn’t like having my guns taken from me. “Nice to at least know the name of the woman I’ll be eating for supper.” I growl and lunge at her as my demon flickers into existence. Large wings unfurl to either side of me to give me balance even as I go for her pretty throat. I won’t kill her…but I’d like to strangle her a bit.

I barely have time to blink before a knee collides sharply with my stomach and bile rises to sting the back of my throat, but laughter bubbles up after it as the pain fades almost instantly and I turn to face Riddick, my lips pulled back into a vicious grin. I can’t see his eyes but I try hard to imagine they look shocked under those dark goggles. “Surprise Dick, guess the rumors forgot to mention this little bit didn’t they?”

The blow I deliver to his sternum seems to catch him off guard and he staggers back with a grunt as I turn for Kira. Her eyes widen minutely at my appearance before she drops to the ground, avoiding my outstretched fist by inches. My wings snap out and keep me from striking the ground but the moment I’m level a weight drops onto my back and I go rolling, bending my wings all to hell in the process. Something sharp embeds itself between my shoulder blades and slender arms slide around my neck to jerk me back and cut off air supply even as another blade of some sort finds the exposed opening under my ribs and thrusts beneath and into my lungs. I can feel the tissue shredding as she goes for my heart but with a grunt I grip her shoulders and toss her over my head.

Pausing to claw at my back for the knife still stuck between my shoulder blades, I don’t see the dark shadow coming at me until it’s too late. Fangs and claws sink into my shoulder and neck as I go tumbling into the trees. Something shreds my left wing, sending a jolting wave of pain through the entire left side of my body before I grudgingly let go of my demon form. My wings vanish instantly and with them goes my added strength. An inhuman scream rent the air and the sound of gunfire exploded behind me while I fought to keep this new attacker from ripping my throat out.

Gripping its bony claw in one hand I jerk it forward and slam it into the thick trunk of a tree. Rebellion practically leaps into my hand as I rush forward and pierce the demon’s skull, twisting it viciously for good measure. Leaping back I don’t even stop to think as I bolt for the path again covered in my own blood.

“Guns!” I shout as I burst into the open and rain pelts me once more. Ebony and Ivory fly at me through the dark and I spin to face another demon. Several squeezes on either trigger and the demon drops out of the air. Not stopping to check if it will stay down, I turn and bolt for the sound of fighting. “This is what I’m talkin’ about!”

The joy of battle sings through me as I leap over the grisly form of another demon, spraying it with bullets and watching it collapse before my feet even hit the ground again. Gaining my balance once more I glance up to find Riddick trading blows with what appeared to be a man, but it was obvious that he wasn’t entirely human.

Kira’s triumphant shout jerks my attention to the left and I watch her plunge a long blade through the skull of another demon. Trusting it to be dead I turn for the other two men and open fire. Riddick jumps back out of the way, shooting me what I assume was an irritated glare as the man before me jerks under the barrage of attacks. But even under the assault his body seems to be regenerating instantly and he only laughs at me.

Irritated, I draw Rebellion once more and lunge at him. He faces me with a smirk and doesn’t move except to stagger back when Rebellion pierces his chest and bursts from his back in a shower of dark blood.

“So nice to meet the infamous Devil Hunter, Dante.” He said in a voice so utterly calm that it made me laugh. “Yes that would be me. Now do me a favor and die.” I twist Rebellion sharply and watch as blood bursts from his body and a hole the size of a softball forms in his chest.

He laughs and the sound is so out of place that I pause. “You think you are the only one to possess the strength of a half demon, Dante?” he asks and kicks me back. My hand, slippery from the blood on the handle of my sword, slides off and Rebellion stays stuck in his chest like some obscene ornament.

“Who are you?” I ask and his laugh is chilling. “Your worst nightmare, Dante.” he breathes and Rebellion rips from his body only to pierce my own, pinning me firmly to the ground. With a dark laugh he is gone, leaving nothing but the dying sound of struggling from the bodies of demons that lay scattered about the path and trees.

The pain in my chest is great but it’s nothing I haven’t lived through before. Gripping the bloodied blade of my sword, I jerk it out of the ground and my chest, tossing it away from me as I stare up into the night sky. The rain continues to pour, washing away the blood that pooled around me.

The sound of booted footsteps draws my gaze to the side and I see Kira and Riddick standing there, bloodied but not too worse for the wear. “You dead yet?” Kira growled and nudged my sore ribs with her boot.

“Who was that?” My voice sounds rough even to me. Damn demon. Blood in the lungs always hurts like hell.

“That would be Apostolos coming to say hello.” she replies and cocks her hips to the side, glaring down at me with that ‘I told you so’ expression. “Care to change your mind, demon boy?” she asked haughtily.

Glaring up at her through the fall of my soaked bangs I grudge up enough energy to flip her off. “Where do I sign up?” Apostolos was going down if it was the last thing I’d ever do.

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Okay, more action in this chapter. If you’re hoping for some Yaoi action don’t hold your breath. I’m trying to stay true to their characters for now and set up the story. Trust me, for as annoying as it is for you, think of how hard it is for me to keep from just throwing these two sexy bastards together and watch them go at it. You’ll thank me later^^ For now please review and tell me what you think!