Shadow, Stalkers and Seduction (Solvaris x Yoshie)

[Yoshie]

It was a typical Tuesday, between filing papers, organizing meetings and thinking about the next payday. Yes, Seduction was always days ahead of whatever she was doing… when it was convenient to her. She had been living amongst the humans for some time now, doing what they do and being quiet about her demonic powers. She had made a living off of the nighttime and using that to her advantage by making a club called Temptation, a magazine and being an editor. She had business down to a science and she made money from that. So much so that she could hold her own now.

Her fiery red eyes held a forlorn expression. The fire in her eyes seemed more dim than usual, she had been in this human universe for almost a decade now, but it was better than that mirror that she came from. That evil mirror that she sat at day and night waiting, biding her time for someone to come and make a wish or sell their soul or for someone to kill themselves so that she could take their place. Yes, she was a soul stealer, a reaper of souls but instead of staying at the gate and monitoring them she decided to take the place of the souls. Besides, staying there at a gate for a millennia is not as welcoming as being on Earth for the same allotted amount of time.

Being a shadow stalker was not easy, no, you could only see them when light was blocked and they were tricksters. I said being a shadow stalker wasn’t easy I didn’t say it wasn’t fun. Playing games with the mind was something that Winry was good at. She liked teasing people, she liked mocking them when the person wiggled at their shadow and the shadow wiggled back at them. The best part is that no one would believe them and she could go from one shadow to the next when she so pleased. So yes, she had a lot of adventure when she was pretending to be someone’s shadow and she liked to play games but lately people have been so busy they have lost the comedy of their time… where was the funny?

 

[Solvaris]

Dante stared blankly at the floor, a silent tear falling down his face. His heart felt like it was being crushed. She didn't want him anymore... He wanted to fight for their relationship. He wanted to fight for her...but there was no point if she wanted someone else. There was no point in delaying the inevitable anymore. He had to leave.

Dante ran a hand through his short brown hair, accepting the situation. He nods, wipes the tears away from his hazel eyes and abruptly stands to his full 6 foot height. "I guess I'll be going then." He doesn't bother looking at her one last time. "Dante...I'm sorry." Her voice was sad, but it didn't console him. It angered him. He grabbed his jacket, put it on as though nothing were wrong, said "me too" with biting sarcasm, and left. He didn't mean to slam the door. He walked down the 4 wooden steps to the sidewalk and paused. He looked down at his hands. They were shaking. He could feel his heartbeat now -- a quick furious beat. He tried to take a calming breathe, but it was just as shaky as his hands.

The door opened and he turned to see Kristy's beautiful face in a desperate panic. "Dante wait! Can't...can't we still be friends?" He closed his eyes. She was insulting him now... He lowered his head and opened his eyes to stare blankly at her feet, not giving her any answer. It was a stupid question. Kristy continued to try saving what she could. "We've been together for so long...we know each other so well...I don't want it all to go to waste. We can still be friends - best friends! I don't want to lose you...I still want you to be in my life...please?"

And then he saw it. Her shadow...moved. It raised an arm and made a face with one of her hands, making the mouth open and close as the shadow's head moved from side to side. It was basically saying "blah blah blah." Dante's gaze rose from Kristy's feet to see if she had really been doing the action. She hadn't been. Dante chuckled and looked back down to her shadow, which had become still again. He improvised and used the chuckle as part of his rejection, speaking calmly; smoothly. "No Kristy...we can't be friends. We're done...goodbye." He turned away from her and started walking back to his house. He heard a small sniffle behind him and heard her walk back into her house, closing the door quietly.

Once the door had closed, he stopped on the sidewalk again, thinking. What had just happened? Her shadow moved...didn't it? He wasn't drunk, and he wasn't tired... He turned around to look at his own shadow. He was close to a street lamp, so his shadow was short. He looked around to see if anyone was watching. It seemed the only thing the night was hiding was the chirping crickets. He walked back the other way until his shadow was tall against the sidewalk. He waved at the shadow, and the shadow mirrored his wave as a normal shadow would. He gave a doubtful half-smile. Maybe he had just been seeing things. He felt so silly now. His girlfriend had just broken up with him and he was playing with his shadow. He shook his head with another small chuckle and turned to walk to his house again.

 

[Yoshie]

Blah, blah, blah… all she kept doing was talking, and it wasn’t the nasty talking like Seduction liked. No, it was the talking that made people upset, it was the hurt kind of talking that made people feel bad about their existence. He was a shy boy, he didn’t do anything wrong did he? All he seemed to do was to try to make people happy. Then again she was a demon, what did she care? What possessed her to take control of this random women’s shadow and make him smile.

Was that it? Was that the reason she did it. Yes, when he cracked that smile, she had cheered him up for a brief moment and even caused him to chuckle a bit. That was what she was interested in, this is what she wanted. However, she was a hyper-active shadow that always had to be sated. She was in it for the fun sure, but indirectly she was always asking ‘what was in it for her?’ but then she heard those dreaded words. “We can still be friends.” She hissed, if he had seen her she face she would be making the face of disgust.

When he left the bitch’s presence Winry followed him. He was an interesting specimen and he was cute to her. Naturally like a stray puppy she followed him; she hopped from his former lovers shadow and hopped into his. She followed him down the block; it was easy because he was walking slowly so she could have time to take into account his shadow. This shadow was cozy, it was nice to be here. Her shadow was cold and distant, like she was mean and hurtful. His was cool and complacent, it was friendly and well she had now called it home.

The whole time she was calling his shadow home he was busy trying to figure out who or what was in his shadow, this would have worked and she would have revealed herself to him but she was busy snuggling up into her new home. As he was walking to his house he would hear a voice in his head. A sinister evil voice that was oddly seductive in his head. “How dare she… how dare she say that you can be friends… how dare she act like nothing is wrong. She just hurt you, after all that you did for her this is how she repays you. You can find someone so much better…. Someone like me!”

The voice trailed off by the time he got to the door of his house. It was a common house on the outside but in her head she had already made it her home. Yes, she was possessive and she was determined to make him and whatever he possessed or claimed as his, hers.

 

[Solvaris]

The change within Dante's mind was too subtle for him to notice. He thought the other voice was just another of his own...until the voice said something quite different from how he felt. "You can find someone so much better....Someone like me!" Why would he think that? That couldn't be HIS thought.

He was in his own simple house now, and his eyes had unconsciously strayed to his own shadow. First an odd movement beyond his former lover and now a voice? Were these two things connected? The thought was ridiculous, but he played along with it. He turned to face his shadow which was stretched against the wall 3 feet from him and smiled, knowing the shadow wasn't going to react to what he was about to do.

"Alright" he said confidently. "I've had enough of this game. I saw you move when I was talking to Kristy, and now I can hear you talking to me in my head." He pointed a finger at his shadow. "I'm onto you!"

 

[Yoshie]

There was a sinister laugh that could chill bone. The shadow moved, the arm now elongated produced fingernails that resembled claws. The shadow smiled, letting some light shine, it flickered against the wall. Then the shadow spoke.

“Kristy, Kristy, Kristy! Geez! What was so special about her anyway? She was as flat-chested as a board. Not at all like me…” Seduction emerged from the shadow, a tall young women with long black hair and curves like a coke bottle emerged. She moved her hair out of her face and looked at him with disdain. “You are onto me Innocent?” She laughed. “How about me being on to you?” She came closer and touched his face with her black fingernails. “Look at you…all bent out of shape and hurt about this Kristy woman. She cares nothing about you…so why care about her?” Her words are sharp and they cut. She didn’t mean to be as mean as she was, but she was indeed telling the truth. She knew that he was hurting and this was her weird way of making him feel better.

 

[Solvaris]

The evil yet seductive laugh made Dante shiver. His eyes grew wide as a smile appeared on his shadow. Fear paralyzed him to the spot. And then it spoke....SHE spoke. He was lost to her even before she revealed her shapely form. Her voice conveyed that she was an experienced and mature temptress that was in the mood to test her new toy; Dante. The body that came into existence matched the voice perfectly.

Dante unconsciously took a step back from the woman as she emerged from the darkness. The first thought that struck him about the woman was that she wasn't kidding about her chest. There was enough cleavage overflowing the brim of her dark dress for Dante to conclude that her breasts were about as big as her head. The second thought that occurred to him was that she was quite tall; taller than him in fact, which is why he noticed her chest first. The third and final thought that crossed his mind was that her eyes were beautiful and powerful enough to keep him from looking back down to her glorious bosom. After their eyes connected, all thought vanished; along with everything else. Only the eyes remained.

The woman continued to speak but Dante's mind couldn't process her words. When she touched him, reality came crashing back. He gasped sharply from the unexpected sensation. His heartbeat felt almost alien to him; beating faster than it ever had. It was then that her sweet voice cut into him with such harsh words. "She cares nothing about you…so why care about her?" Thoughts of Kristy dimly appeared at the back of his mind, but it was enough to cause Dante to turn his gaze away from the shadow woman and stare at nothing...and everything.

Dante took a steadying breath as his awareness returned. He had just spoken to his shadow....and then his shadow turned into a sexy woman and spoke back...implying that his ex-girlfriend was inferior to her...and was asking why he cared about the inferior woman.... Dante looked back to the shadow woman, blinked, and then pinched his right arm to see if he was dreaming. Apparently...he wasn't. Dante gave a nervous little laugh. "Umm...before I answer that...would you mind telling me who...or what...you are?"

 

[Yoshie]

(damn…that was a good post.)
Long, black nails touched his supple skin, she felt his face and she teased his lips with her index finger. She looked into his eyes, those innocent eyes that captivated her, engulfed her and excited her to no end. In that moment she saw all his pain, all his frustration and his anger. Such a fragile heart, such a pure face should never have tears of anguish and defeat flowing out of them. She bends down and looked into those gems and she smiled wickedly.

“These tears should be non-existent. No one that has a heart like yours should ever be hurt, you work too hard to make others happy Innocent. I can help you though, you’re kind, you are nice, you have a gentle soul I envy that. But she doesn't deserve you, you don’t need her. She doesn't meet your caliber, you can’t walk forward if you are looking backwards Innocent, nothing is good can come from a bad tree.” She said circling him, a black smoke moved with her when she moved around him so it looked like she was of black flame. Noticing that when she would talk about his ex she would sort of spit and hiss at the women’s name. Winry’s hands touched his shoulders and she felt that he was tense. She gently moved her hands back and forth on his shoulders occasionally touching his arms.

“You need someone who will love you forever, till the stars fall from the sky.” She said now standing in front of him. When she balanced just the right way she hovered off of the ground and began floating. “Tell me Innocent. What was so special about her? Could she do this?” She snapped her fingers and disappeared, leaving only a frame of black smoke. Suddenly, his shadow made a hand gesture, and then it gave him the middle finger. Poof she appeared and was clinging to him. His face was buried in her chest, he could smell her perfume up close. “Do you like the smell? It’s called Dark Kiss. It has a sweet yet dark alluring flavor to it. Kind of like my favorite drink. Don’t you agree Innocent?”

She rubbed his face in her chest and then backed away. “You ask what I am… in turn I ask who art thou?” She paused and then crossed her legs in mid air. She was not sitting in the Indian style position. “But I will tell you considering I am harboring your shadow as a house. This house that you are in by the way, I do not like it… it’s small and cramped. I am a Shadow Harbinger, I need space to expand and grow as tall as the eye can see. I come from… well you guessed it the Shadow Realm. You people call it that but we call it Acolyte. The other side, I came through because that side is so boring now with the law of the soul. I want to have fun, I don’t want to follow rules. I want to play. But alas, I am too old for games Innocent so I must find something else to keep me occupied.” She said with a forlorn expression.

 

[Solvaris]

Dante wasn't sure how he felt about this woman, but he had to admit that she was making a compelling argument for him to choose her over Kristy. He had never been touched this way before, and it was plain to see that this woman was powerful. He chuckled when his own shadow flipped him off. And then she popped back into existence with her arms around him and with her her huge breasts burying his head. He gave a muffled cry of shock and staggered backward a bit, but quickly regained his balance, his hands instinctively grabbing at her hips to push her away, but once they were there, his body became rigid, and his arms forgot to push. Her aroma was quite pleasing. Something else was becoming rigid as she rubbed his face into her breasts. When she pulled away from him, his face was scarlet and there was a sizable bulge in his pants. Her breasts were big...but they felt a lot bigger pressed into him like that.

Dante blinked and cleared his throat before addressing the floating shadow woman. He glanced quickly at her chest to make sure her breasts were still the same size, but then he glanced away, his face still crimson, if not more so. "U-uh...my name is Dante Solvaris. I'm nothing special...I'm just..." He looked back to her and found that she had an amused expression. "Just...human..." And then he smiled a little. "Just innocent" he added. "But...I'd be happy to have you uh...taking residence within my shadow...pretty sure I don't have any other Shadow Harbingers in there." He gave a nervous laugh, and then had a little daydream about having multiple busty women following him in secret within his shadow, using him as their plaything. His pants felt even tighter now. He shook his head, trying to focus. "And i-its not like you're in competition with that other woman. I'll get over her...I just need...some time." His gaze shifted lower, looking over her shapely floating body. (Maybe not as much time as one might think) he thought.

 

[Yoshie]

“Time heals all wounds they say…but sitting here in this place will not my dear. Since I am now taking residence in your shadow, and since you gave me permission, not like I needed it anyway. No offense dear but as a demon, I’d rather ask for forgiveness than permission.” She grabbed his arm. “Come, this place is about as empty as my bottle of Johnnie Walker. You can live at my place Innocent. It’s a ways away from here but flying is easier. Clear your mind kid, I am taking you on some Peter Pan shit!” Smoke appeared as they hovered off of the ground. Then in one motion they were now above his house. The sky was clear and it seemed like the stars were endless.

“Seeing as though I’d love to take you to my house, but I can’t seeing as though well my dear boy you’d obviously like to live alone so I will take you to one of my residential places. It’s not much to look at but it gets me through nights where I want to be alone and secluded. But do not fret it is suitable for the living such as yourself. Besides, happiness is the key to life right? So I shall give you a path to that key, finding it will be up to you Innocent.”

They flew over to a large condo building. The building seemed to touch the heavens. Taking his hand she led him inside, the hallway of the loft area was beautifully decadent with paintings of all sorts. There was a red carpet that they were to walk on as they past security to the elevators. The large golden doors opened and they were the only two on the elevator. A thumbprint was required to access the level she was trying to and she placed her thumb on the large cold panel.

“I shall call you Sol. You are on the 69th floor. But don’t fret this is a special elevator. You don’t feel it going anywhere, so you won’t spend all day on here. This elevator is a high definition elevator which means that it skips floors according to who is on it. Here we are.” They entered the elevator from the left and exited through the right. Yes, it was a two-way elevator. Getting off you could smell the red and white roses through the hall, they were lined with them. The carpet was an expensive Euro-Asian with patterns that were hand crafted into each stitch and it went on for as long as the hallway was.

“Another neat trick about this place is that you don’t walk on this floor. See this panel here? You place your hand here and it recognizes what room you are in. Once that is done well you will see.” Winry placed her demon hand on the panel and the floor began moving them toward their destination, fast! She grabbed hold of him to make sure that he didn’t fall; his head was now resting on her breasts. “Scary at first but you will get used to it.” She said as the floor stopped. “Here we are 69th room of the 69th floor. Take off your shoes please Innocent.” She pulled out the keys from her breasts and then opened the door. The place could only be described as gorgeous. To your left was a balcony that was as big as the eye could see. To the right was the kitchen and bar lounge area and behind it was a waterfall curtain with all types of lights illuminating the water. The bar was stocked with liquor of assortments to her favorite Johnny Walker of different flavors. The kitchen had every appliance that you could imagine and they were all stainless steel.

The living room was in a different part of the house, there were no doorknobs, and all the doors were sliding doors that activated when you came near them. The living room had its own theater like atmosphere, lights dimmed a projection like screen covered the wall the sofa, and you literally sank in. The carpet was plush and white; it was like walking on a cloud. There were all sorts of entertainment from DVD’s to game consoles and every game for the PS3, 360, and Wii consoles. An eighteen disk track stereo system that played both IPOD and MP3 songs just by name recognition and the wall paintings were wonderful. There was even one where Winry was naked lying with a white tiger. She blushed forgetting that was there. “I’ll have that taken down if you wish…moving onto the bedroom.” The bedroom was in a separate room and when the door opened you saw a giant red and black California King size Canopy bed with pillows adoring the top. The pillows were hand made from different parts of Europe, Asia, and India, imported with the finest silk and other different types of cloth. The bedroom too had a balcony and you could see the entire loft from where you were standing. The curtains were a shade of black that was a mixture of silk and cashmere. Candles surrounded the place and there was a fifty karat gold chandelier that was in the middle between the bed and the balcony. The Dresser was Armani, it had three walk in closets and the lamps were from Peru.

“…That’s the tour of the house. Not many rooms I know, but eh.” She took the keys from her breasts and threw it at him. This place used to be mine until I had my home built. You can stay here if you wish; All you need to do is place your hand-print and thumbprint on the panel back by the entrance to prove that you live here. The computer will do the rest. Now for the terms, I ask that you clean up after yourself and take care of my Johnny Walker. It’s very special to me and I would like to have a drink every now and again. You know we all have our vices. Any questions Innocent?"

 

[Solvaris]

She knew he had questions. She could read his mind. It must have been part of her teasing. Dante was overwhelmed by everything that was happening. If he was going to ask questions, where would he start? He had questions about Shadow Harbingers in general. Would something happen to him now that she was living in his shadow? Like maybe he had super strength now, or maybe he would grow weaker over time. How many Shadow Harbingers are there in the world? Can they all do what she just did? Do they all look as beautiful as her, and come to think of it, are they all female? Had she shown him everything a Shadow Harbinger could do? And then he had questions about the world now that he knew there was at least one magical demon he knew of. Were there other demons? Was he in danger of these other demons now that he had given this Shadow Harbinger permission to reside within his shadow? Was he in danger with other Shadow Harbingers?

He had questions about her as a person too. Why was she interested in him? Why did she care about him? Why did she care how he felt about Kristy? Did she bring him here for other reasons than giving him a better home? Why was her old place in room 69 on the 69th floor? Does the number 69 have significance? (Maybe this is where she took people if she wanted to do the 69 position with them...which might mean a different sexual position for each floor of the building?) If she was going to be living in his shadow, why wouldn't she take him to where she lived in the real world? Did she live in some ridiculously huge manor or castle? Was she royalty? Was she famous? Was this like her super-hero identity? And did she have a fake identity? Did she have a family? Did she have friends? Did letting her live in his shadow make him her boyfriend? Or was he just some sort of host she would feed upon?

So many questions buzzing around in Dante's brain. He had a headache. He closed his eyes, lowered his head, and rubbed at his forehead with his palms. He'd rather have his head between her breasts again. He did a silent chuckle, thinking of asking "When's my boner gonna go away?" He looked back to her with a small smile, finally having chosen the question he would ask. "What...would you like me to call you? My shadow? Guilty? Goddess of Darkness? Or perhaps...an actual name?"

 

[Yoshie]

She turned to him, seeing an open opportunity she floated to the bar area. With a quick swipe of her wrist the refrigerator opened, she bent down and picked out a bottle of Johnnie Walker Black Label. She popped the top and went to get a glass. She filled it to the half-way mark and sat on the marble counter-top legs crossed right over left and sipped her drink.

“Seduction. Winry Seduction. You, my Innocent can call me… Mistress. Think of me as your conscience. Then again, I am too wicked for such a pleasant name. For your next question, there is more to this world that your mind can comprehend. Acolyte or as I like to call it Urahara, is the other side of your world. Demons, Angles, Spirits, they all exist; they just exist on a different plane. This side of the mirror is much better than the other side, at least in my opinion, but then again anyplace that is not where you are from is better than where you are from.” She paused sat her drink down and then walked over to him. She looked into his eyes and then touched his hands.

“We will be here all day if I am to explain every nook and cranny of Urahara to you. To your other questions, yes there are more Harbingers. No, they are not all female you pervert, and trust me, some are hideous. Some are half animals, wolf spirits, some are just whatever you manage to conjure up in that head of yours. But we all work for a different reason and a different side. That part you’d have to sit down with multiple Harbingers and ask…but I advise not to, they all aren't as nice as I.” She moved around him again this time in a motion that was dream like. “And why would I want my Sol to be with anyone else but me?” She let those words linger in the air as she went to the closet. Digging around she found what she was looking for. It was a short night gown that was black and purple, she then got undressed in-front of him.

It was like watching her dance, she took off her dress with grace and expertise taking care not to wrinkle it, but letting it fall to the floor like silk gliding through air. Her body was half human and half shadow. There was the skin of a woman but the faint tint of shadow, like she always had a dark hue to her form. Her aura was black and smoky but not ominous and scary. It was more like a wicked lust. It was scary enough to be dangerous but the danger of it made you want to be near it. She bent over without bending her legs and picked up the gown and placed it over her head and onto her body. It was form fitting and hugged her just right. She turned to face him nipples now erect.

“What is it that you want Sollie? What is it that you desire?”

 

[Solvaris]

Dante's bulge had been steadily easing back down ever since she had brought him here. But for the most part, she had kept him constantly aroused. Shoving his face into her breasts in the hallway, the picture of her and the white tiger, and even her small references that he was hers now. But now it seemed his lust could not be contained. Seeing her undress so fluidly, showing off her perfectly slender body with silky smooth dark skin.

Images formed in his mind of what they might do together, and they just became more and more kinky by the second. He imagined her wrapping her arms around him, kissing him with her perfect lips, taking off his clothes roughly and revealing his erect cock, using her huge breasts to rub his cock and squeeze cum from his tip, then sucking on him roughly to make him cum again. He could hear her seductive laugh as the image of her pushing him down and straddling him came to mind, riding him mercilessly, her huge breasts bouncing violently, making him cum over and over again with an insatiable lust.

His eyes were on hers, and he was panting, his pants seemingly too small for him. He couldn't voice any of the things he wanted, but she knew...he wondered if she knew about his fantasy too...wondered if it was possible with her... He looked away from her and gulped somewhat loudly, his mouth dry. "You know what I want...Mistress..." Calling her mistress gave him a slight chill. "But...you have to want it too..."

 

[Yoshie]

“Livid thoughts, lewd and lustful. One such as you should not be thinking such things.” She bounced in the air slightly each motion more fluent than the last. She was teasing him, she was baiting him. That grin of hers, matched exactly of the Cheshire cat. She was wicked, she was devious, and she was a temptress. She had no shadow, for she was a shadow; she was the shadow. She stepped towards him in one motion and she was about to say something but where she had stepped contained light and her leg quickly disappeared. A sizzling like sound could be heard and she moved back into the darkness. This motion was followed by a hiss.

“The light…it weakens and strengthens me all at the same time.” She grunted and looked at him. That same snide look that he first saw was back. Her red eyes glowing brightly in the cover of darkness. It was as if he was looking at an oversized cat the way she had seeked seclusion from the light. “I know what you want…however I cannot give it to you, at least not at this moment. At this stage, I am death to humans like you. Remember Innocent I am still a demon and I do have the potential to be deadly. However, I do not wish to hurt you Sollie, a kiss upon these lips could result in a night that you would inevitably regret…or worst, you could fall in lust with a demon and never be able to love a mortal again. Don’t make things complicated with emotions and feelings Sollie. I am your rebound and I am here just to have fun.”

Her leg held scars on it from the light. With her hand she placed it over the damaged part and a black smoke enveloped her leg making a hissing sound and then once the smoke cleared her leg was now healed. The smoke seemed to form black hearts as it dissipated from the air. She looked from her leg to him and the rose from the ground hovering in the air slightly. “I want to know more about you Sollie…what makes you tick? Who are you really and why are you so hell bent on figuring out who and what I am? Why can’t you settle for the fact that I am here and that is the way it is going to be?” She crossed her legs in mid air and played with her hair. She had a pout on her face, she indeed wanted to touch him but the results would potentially prove to be fatal.

 

[Solvaris]

Her getting burned by the light was a definite mood killer. She didn't yelp or scream by getting burned like normal people would. The hissing sound she made had given her away. She wasn't human. Dante forced himself to put his guard back up. She might not end up being his rebound girl after all.

"You seriously expect me to ignore all the questions I have and just accept what's going on? You've got...! You're..." He fumbles for the right words, gesturing toward her body. "You're extremely sexy...and...and you want me -- ME, of all people! You defy gravity and the laws of physics! And you are LOADED!" He holds throws his arms out, referring to the size of the room they're in. "My house could fit in this one room of this skyscraper of a condo! And you want me to just sit back and enjoy the ride..." He shakes his head and licks his lips nervously, realizing he's not speaking in a very polite tone. He takes a breath to calm himself.

"You want to know about me...what makes me tick...I don't know what to tell you... I grew up in a religious town, but I wasn't religious like they were, so they shunned me. I grew up with barely any friends, spending most of my free time alone playing games on my computer or my PS2. I have a great supportive family, but a person needs more than the unconditional love of their family. Eventually I got tired of being alone -- tired of being bitter and envious of other people's happiness...so I started looking for a girlfriend. There have been some that thought I was cute and liked me, but again, religion got in the way... They wanted me to convert -- wanted me to change, but I wasn't about to change myself for them. I'm not going to change for anybody. Kristy is..." Dante looked down at the floor and swallowed down the lump that caught in his throat. "Kristy WAS the only girl that didn't want me to change...liked me just the way I am...but she decided she liked this jack-ass she's known since junior high better."

 

[Yoshie]

She folded her arms as he ranted and raved. The angrier he got the more turned on she got. She listened intently as he talked about his life, both past and present and then she hissed as soon as he mentioned her. He was clearly stuck on her. Shadow demons had no concept of emotions nor the need for them. Especially the most confusing one that he seemed to be tangled in, her head tilted as he talked about religion and how he stated that he was not as into it as one would have liked to believe. From the way he carried himself one would have thought otherwise, he was not the type to drink and carry on and do every drug under the sun, nor was he a demon worshiper like some of those that delve in the dark arts but he was quite normal for a person of his age and gender.

“No…” She hovered around him. “I do not expect you to just accept my gifts or even consider these trivial material gifts without a hint of suspicion. I pegged you for an idiot I must admit; then again I am rather judgmental of the human race seeing as though your kind destroys everything it touches, and as for a demon like me it is rather enjoyable to watch you do so. But… alas there is a catch.” She touched his shoulders and wrapped her arms around his neck. “Unlike my succubus counterpart I do not take your soul, I seek to destroy, I seek to corrupt, and I seek to delve in every mortal sin imaginable. However, I cannot do that without a host. Look at me… I am merely smoke and mirrors.” She stood in front of the mirror. There was nothing, no reflection. There was no shadow either.

“I am not real; I am not tangible to the regular human. No one can touch me; I am like the wind, bound by no one. Yet unable to be touched like I wish to be touched. In order for me to even begin to lust or do anything remotely close to causing mayhem and chaos I must have a host.” She looked to him, her red eyes burning brightly seemingly burning through his soul. Her plea was immoral and went against everything he stood for both as a man and a human being. If he was a religion no matter which it was it’d be against that as well. “I want you to help me…I need a host, and in turn I will give you whatever it is that you desire. Anything, your wish is my command.” Stopping she looked at him, the look in her eyes was of disappointment as she was about to finish her sentence. Giving him the once over she shook her head as she touched his face and sighed. “My Innocent, I cannot use you as a host…” She stopped and put her breasts in his face again. This time a small breeze was between them the more she stayed there the more transparent she became. Sighing she let him go and floated backwards.

“Well you feel why right? You want me…yet touching me would only lead to blue balls… you cannot penetrate the wind. My touches are quick and dry; I leave behind smoke and nothing else. However, if you were to find me a host, then you would be able to do anything that your lustful heart desired. That includes making my breasts wet with your fluids. You would be able to take me and do with my body as you see fit… but for right now I am just eye candy. If you lick me I can blow you if you know what I mean. She gave a evil grin. That grin meant evil, that grin meant to the average person to run and not to look back. “I warn you Sollie, once you make this pact, you can’t go back… there will be hell on Earth… literally.”

 

[Solvaris]

Dante sat on the big expensive bed as he considered her words. He spoke aloud his thoughts because it was unsettling to have her comment on what he never said aloud. "So you've taken my shadow as your home...but that doesn't make me your host...and if you had a host, you'll do whatever I want, but you'll unleash hell and do every evil thing you can think of..." He lowered his head and closed his eyes in thought. It was like making a deal with the devil. He could get whatever he wanted in exchange for terrible things happening. He didn't want to cause anyone harm. He wished terrible things would happen to the prick Kristy was dating right now, but that was just about it. Wait a minute....Kristy...

Dante turned to his mistress, his eyes growing wide. "You could...use Kristy as your host...but the chaos needs to be confined to that. You said you'd do whatever I wanted...I don't want anyone else getting hurt. Use Kristy as your host, make that fucker she calls her boyfriend suffer, and then you can do as you please with me..." He could barely believe what he was saying. His heart was beating faster again. A part of him wanted destruction as she did. He had been keeping his evil side locked up for as long as he could remember. He had been angry in the past, but he had always swallowed his pride and turned away, taking the high road. That was part of who he was. He controlled his anger. That's something he had always valued within himself. But now...he could finally bring pain to those that deserved it...with no negative consequences...except for maybe a sore cock from all the sex he was going to get. Surprising even himself, Dante smiled up at his mistress. "So what do you think of my idea?"

 

[Yoshie]

Her eyebrow rose as she pondered his sentence. He was giving her confines, she hated confines. She smirked and folded her arms in a somewhat playful pout. It was half serious and half impressed. “You aren’t as dumb as you look giving me restrictions like that. However, I warn you, you better hope that this woman has the capabilities to hold a parasite such as myself. You are probably wondering how I lasted this long without a host? I have had many a host, young and old, female and male. However, I prefer female considering that have armaments that I can use as a weapon.” She poked her breasts out to emphasize what she was talking about.“However, I am a powerful parasite… I will suck you dry, I will burden the human body and enviably cause death. There is no resistance to this. My host always dies, they cannot handle the power that I absorb and they become weak, feeble and eventually I absorb them as well. Think it like this…”
She took a glass from the counter and placed it on the table, then took her precious Johnnie Walker and tilted the bottle as she talked.

“The glass is the host, I am the poison. I will continue to fill the host until there is no more room to fill and eventually…” She stopped at the brim of the glass, wasting her Johnnie Walker was blasphemy and that she was not having. Picking up the Johnnie Walker she held it to her lips.“Once the host is full it can no longer contain me…” She finally drank the poison in a couple of gulps and put the glass down before it slipped out of her hand. “That is when I have to find another host… understand? The longer I go without a host the weaker I become. I am only sustaining this form because of you and her. I was feeding off of her pride and to you I am feeding off of your lust, which by the way you have a lot of. Let me explain, Shadow harbingers have a unique power, we feed off of whatever it is that is around us to give us energy to maintain ourselves. It is different depending on our environment. Here on Earth there are humans, and you all have emotions… a lot of them so some can feed of emotions. But one thing that I find that is delicious and gives the most is your sins.”
She licked her lips and moaned. “Yes I feed off of sins, being a religious boy you should know each of them. Envy, Lust, Pride, Gluttony, Sloth, Wrath, and Greed.” I notice that you humans possess more of these than anything else, and they are so plentiful. So you can imagine why all of my hosts die. Whatever is the strongest sin I abuse it and it gives me energy.”She stopped and sighed.

“However, if they have more than one sin, well then they have a problem and more energy for me. Kristy has a Pride issue. She thinks that she is high and mighty, considering that she is a Leo it is relevant. She craves attention and she loves belittling everything around her to make herself feel better. However, what you don’t realize is that she also possess wrath and greed. The angrier she becomes the more she wants.” Well now that I've put it this was she doesn't sound so special does she?” She smiled greedily. I have not spent enough time with her to tell you everything about her but I do know what sates my hunger. Therefore, with this being said I cannot guarantee her safety or the safety of anyone else that she comes into contact with… that includes her new boyfriend.”

 

[Solvaris]

Dante was silent as he pondered. Kristy...did he really want her dead? His imagination played out a scene with Kristy on her hands and knees; weak, begging for forgiveness as she was being destroyed by his mistress. He could hear her groan in agony, looking to him with wet pleading eyes. And then he could hear his mistress' giggle, feel her arms wrap around him and her huge breasts press into his back and her head rest upon his shoulder. He could even smell her seductive scent. She would claim him as her own, making Kristy's heart break into even smaller pieces. Dante wanted to feel the satisfaction of the justice dealt within that moment. A sentence came to mind that echoed within him because it sounded so right. "This is what you get...this is exactly what a bitch like you deserves."

Dante pulled his mind back to the present and realized that he could feel his heartbeat again, and his hands had gripped the edge of the bed firmly. He took a calming breath and looked up into the eyes of his mistress. He looked away as he spoke. "You were feeding off of her before...I see no reason to stop you from doing it again. Letting you kill her doesn't mean I'M killing her...it just means I'm not saving her...she lost the chance for that when she broke up with me for that fucking prick Caleb..." He returned his gaze to her beautiful eyes. "Do as you wish with them."

 

[Yoshie]

The poor boy had written a Death Note. He had signed a warrant on the world, the world was in his hands and he had just literally handed it over to Lucifer herself. The smile on her face was incomparable. She wrapped her hands around him like he had just given her the key to the city. She stepped back and then disappeared into smoke all that could be heard was a sinister cackle.

She appeared at the door of Kristy’s apartment leaning up against the door arms folded. The room was dark as she approached the girl, you heard a gasp but no words, and she couldn’t make a noise. No, all you heard was the echo of engulfment. Darkness was everywhere, when the smoke cleared Winry was now standing in the room looking in the floor length mirror marveling at her handiwork. Because Kristy had so much hatred, greed, and pride in her soul she was easily absorbed. Disappearing and reappearing back into her loft she appeared before Dante. Smoke first of course and then the figure of Winry. Not Kristy, Kristy was totally absorbed all that was left now was the tangible body of Winry Seduction. Those hips of hers moved toward Dante slowly her piercing gaze never wavering.

“There was no struggle, there was no fight… Her sins were easy to consume. I feel them all… Pride, Wrath, Greed… such wonderful beautiful sins. I could do so much with her…I can consume so many.” She licked her lips and looked at him. She wrapped her arms around her new victim. “You made this all possible… she is only temporary I don’t want to abuse her, she has too much wrath and I might cause chaos that might lead to the end of the world just a little too early, at least for my taste.” She nibbled on his ear, purring just a little. “She is aware of everything that I am doing to you, she is aware of what is going on and she hates it… oh she hates this. It just makes me love this more. I love to feel pain and suffering, I love to watch agony and despair.” She stopped and hovered in the air slightly. This time he could touch her, this time he couldn’t see through her. She smiled at her accomplishment. “The next task is Caleb…” She mused.