Inhumans Pt. 02

Just then, Angel crashed to the ground, her bo staff landing beside her.

"Perfect timing," I said. "Angel, test Crystal's weapon skills, carefully. I'm going to test Sarah myself."

Angel nodded, standing and holding out the bo staff but I waved my hand, extending my tentacles. Sarah extended her wings and I crouched, placing my hands on the floor. Then, the tentacles, all eight of them, shot outward, swiping at Sarah rapidly. She easily dodged them, one after another, never stopping moving. Then, I shot two straight at her, Sarah easily sidestepping them, allowing them to crash into the wall, breaking into it and staying. A moment later, I was flying across the room at her, my tentacles pulling me horizontal to the ground. Sarah flipped over the strike only for the first two tentacles to break free of the wall and two more to anchor me to the ceiling, yanking me in that direction instead. I shot through the air at Sarah, who flipped out of the way again before turning to me as I landed on the ceiling, my tentacles holding me there.

"You're both fighting your instincts," Sarah said. "Probably safest for the time being, but still not helpful in the fight. Your reaction times would be faster, and your strengths greater if you followed your instincts."

"And then we would slaughter everyone in the room unless stopped," I said. "I prefer it this way."

Sarah nodded and my tentacles lowered me to the floor, retracting into me as Sarah landed before me. At the same time, Angel crashed to the floor, Crystal holding a sword to her throat.

"Well, she's as good as she's going to get this time," Angel said as Crystal helped her up.

"And Sarah is without a doubt stronger than both of us combined," I said. "How's Alicia doing?"

"Wonderfully," Mia said. "She's good with claws."

"I should hope so," I snorted. "Alright. Training's done for the day. Angel, you, Sarah, and I have some hunting to do. In the meantime, the rest of you are not to do anything. No going on missions, no leaving the base, and above all, no trying to seduce Crystal. It's her choice if she wants to feed like us or eat like a human. That last bit goes double for you, Alicia. I know how your species is. Mia, you're in charge of keeping Alicia controlled."

Mia nodded as Crystal's face burned scarlet. I nodded to Angel and the three of us I'd chosen walked out of the room and to the command center. Once there, we stopped beside the Director. He nodded to us and snapped his fingers, the room emptying instantly save for the four of us. I extended my tentacles, pressing keys quickly on the computer ahead of me and the biggest screen in the wall of screens before me flashed on. It showed a world map and the Director stepped forward, typing in the locations of all the Tenomes that were killed, filling the map with red dots. Then, they vanished, reappearing one at a time in chronological order of the kills. There was a pattern. Ismael was making his way to us. Stopping at every major Tenome hotspot we knew of on the way. Which made his next target an easy guess. It was a small town about three hours from our base.

"We have a mark," I said. "Angel, Sarah, let's go."

"What about the others?" Angel asked.

"I wouldn't have them near me or my brother during this if Crystal's life depended on it," I said. "I'm going to have to fight him. It's that simple. Angel, you're coming to snap me out of my rage after the fight before Sarah has to kill me. Sarah, you're coming to kill my brother if I lose and me if Angel can't control me."

Sarah and Angel nodded and we headed to the garage, stopping by the armory on the way. To fight my brother, guns would be useless. Only a handful of things would help. So, I got a pair of titanium knuckles and titanium shin guards, and Angel got a pair of silver daggers. Silver was dangerous for tentacle demons. But if I fought my brother, I could kill him without. Simply because he wouldn't kill me first. I hoped.

I got in the driver's seat, not of the van, but of the Ford Escape that one of the humans that had to clean up after us was allowed to keep there. Angel got in the passenger seat and Sarah got in the back, her wings folding up onto her back. I pulled out of the garage and left the facility, driving through the streets of the city until we left it, driving along a country road quickly, long past speeding. I wasn't really paying my speed much mind. Instead, I was thinking about the impending fight. I had never wanted to fight Ismael. Ismael was ferocious. And I was never a good fighter in comparison to my brothers. I didn't like following my instincts. They loved it.

"You're afraid," Sarah stated more than asked.

"I'm the youngest and weakest of my brothers," I said. "I'm the only one that doesn't follow their instincts and I'm the one that lost every wrestling match and fight we got into. Yes. I'm terrified."

"We're right here," Angel said. "If you need us, we'll be there to help you."

"You'll be there to stop me," I corrected. "He's going to be waiting for us."

"Where?" Angel asked.

"In the Tenome cave up ahead," I said. "It's the next one in his path toward us."

"What's if he's not there yet?" Angel asked.

"Then we're going to be swimming in Class Threes in a bit," I said. "Sarah, if we do end up fighting Class Three Tenomes, tear them apart."

"As you wish," Sarah nodded.

We travelled in silence, my right eye twitching as I gripped the steering wheel with white knuckles. Angel noticed.

"You're hungry," Angel said.

"Starving," I said through gritted teeth. "And the thought of fighting my brother is getting my instincts excited."

"Can you stay in control?" Angel asked.

"No," I said. "But hopefully, I can kill him first then regain control after. But I doubt it."

Angel nodded as I finally slowed to a stop outside of a cave. We were in luck. There were mutilated corpses littering the ground outside of the cave. Ismael was already here. I glanced at Angel, who nodded, and we walked to the mouth of the cave, stopping as my muscles tensed and Sarah leveled her sword at me. I had barely paid it any mind, but I knew at a glance that the golden double-edged blade was a holy weapon, designed to kill any type of monster that existed, even me. I shook my head.

"I'm alright," I said. "Part of me is just getting really excited for this fight."

"Sarah, even if he loses control, you're not allowed to attack him until after his brother is dead, and then not until after I've had a chance to try and calm him," Angel said. "Understand?"

"I do," Sarah nodded, lowering her sword. "Please be careful, James."

"I will," I promised. "Now come on. I'm itching for a family reunion."

The other two nodded and we entered the cave, walking in relative silence for a time. The tunnel sloped downward, diving deeper and deeper into the cave as it wound through the earth. Finally, we stopped as we reached a massive chamber with small cubby-like gaps in the walls, each about twice as big around as a person, and each filled with dried blood, bones, and scattered remains. Sarah stopped, looking around.

"They're nests," I said, stopping as well, pulling on my titanium knuckles. "Tenomes build hives like these and then drag their victims to their nests and eat them. At least, sometimes. A lot of the time they just eat them in the street."

Sarah nodded just as a slow clapping began from off to the side. I turned, staring at the thing walking toward us. He had glowing red eyes, a pair of horns forming a circle above his head and slightly to the front, leathery grey skin, sharp claws on the ends of his fingers, similar claws on his exposed toes, and the only thing he wore was a necklace made of bones, which he ripped off and cast aside.

"Welcome brother," Ismael greeted. "I see you brought us a snack. I appreciate it."

I saw Angel bristling to my right but I held my hand out in front of her, making her calm herself. "Why did you call me out, Ismael?"

"Is it so wrong for a man to want to see his brother?" Ismael asked.

"You're not a man," I countered. "You're a Tentacle Demon. So yes, it is."

"Well, maybe it did have to do with that attractive slime you're keeping hidden away," Ismael said. "Imagine my surprise when I hear a rumor about a certain brother of mine falling in love with the same species that killed our mother. I thought, 'that couldn't possibly be true.' But then, my contact in your little gang confirmed it. My dear brother had fallen in love with, and then subsequently fucked a filthy slime. And now you have another one on your team. Looks like I'll have to clean up your mess again, Little Brother."

"You're not going to touch a single member of my team, Ismael," I snarled. "Least of all her."

Ismael smirked, cracking his knuckles. "Let's see about that, shall we?"

Ismael launched himself toward me, and I met him in the air, my fist exploding into his face and sending him exploding into the ground. He flipped backward to his feet and sent four tentacles at me. My own shot out, coiling around his before swinging him around. He sent his last pair of tentacles into the ground to catch himself, only for two of mine to rip the chunk of ground he'd attached himself to free, my last pair sending it hurtling after him as I flung him at the cave wall. He crashed into it, but then spun, the tentacles tangled to mine yanking me to the wall before he ripped his tentacles free of mine and dove out of the way. I shouted in effort, all eight of my tentacles exploding into the chunk of stone, shattering it, only for Ismael's fist to explode into my jaw, sending me bouncing off the wall. He grabbed me by the throat and spun, hurling me away before all six of his tentacles exploded down on top of me, crushing my ribs.

I tried to stand, but he planted a kick into my side, throwing me. I sent a tentacle at him, but his own grabbed it and yanked me toward him before a second balled up and slammed into me, the tentacle tearing free. I bounced and rolled to a stop, groaning as Ismael walked over and slammed a foot down into my ribs.

Ismael cackled a deep, rumbling laugh. "I thought you were supposed to stop me from hurting that disgusting stain living in your dollhouse. If this is all you can do, I think I'll go see if she's any better."

He turned, beginning to walk away, only for me to stand, snarling angrily. He began to turn, but before he could get turned around all the way, my left fist exploded into his nose, sending him exploding into the wall. He pushed himself out of the crater he formed and snarled angrily, only for me to send a dozen tentacles at him. He shouted in surprise and tried to fend them off with his own, but within seconds, I had his all bound into a giant knot. I yanked, ripping all six free, and Ismael screamed. Then, even more tentacles sprouted from my back, dozens of them, all balling up at the ends and pummeling him, keeping him pinned to the wall as they slammed into him over and over. Finally, they stopped a ring of them anchoring around him before yanking me to him. As I reached him, my fist collided with his skull so hard that it drove itself completely through his brain, killing him. He body steamed and his skin dissolved, leaving his bones, which all fell to the ground, barring the skull, then crumbled away to dust. I dropped the skull and it crumbled away to nothing before reaching the ground. However, I paid it no mind. My eyes were locked on the angel off to my left. The angel reached for her sword, but the Devil Girl caught her hand, stopping her.

"Let me try," the Devil Girl said.

The angel watched her for a moment before speaking. "He's going to rape you."

"I know," the Devil Girl said. "But it'll calm him down." She looked over at me, seeing me waiting, gaging my chances of beating an angel. "I...I'm really sorry about this, Sarah. I...I didn't want to...I wanted to...be yours alone, but I can't let him die. I can't lose him."

"You love him," the angel said.

"Yes," the Devil Girl nodded. "Somewhere along the way, I fell for him. But that doesn't mean I choose him over you! I love you, and...after this-"

"I never expected you to be monogamous, Angel," the angel said. "I understand. You can't change what you are, and right now, what you are is the only thing that can save him."

I spun left to sprint deeper into the cave, but the angel's sword flashed upward and the ground split open past me, so I skidded to a stop.

"Save him," the angel said. "And when you are done, I will still be here for you."

The Devil Girl smiled, kissing the angel for a moment before turning and walking toward me, the angel backing away. I narrowed my eyes before launching myself forward, a dozen tentacles streaking out and coiling themselves around the Devil Girl, ripping her clothes off at the same time. The Devil Girl didn't bat an eyelash, instead beginning to radiate sexual energy. As soon as my body began to absorb it, something scratched at the back of my mind, but I ignored it. I pulled the Devil Girl down within reach and grinned wickedly, only for her to remain perfectly calm.

"Aren't you afraid?" I asked.

"No," the Devil Girl said. "I don't fear you, James. You won't kill me, and I can take anything else you're about to do to me. Hell, I'm a Devil Girl. I'll enjoy it."

I snarled in annoyance. How dare this piece of trash talk to me like that? How dare she act like my equal? The buzzing at the back of my head grew stronger, but I forced it away. Fine, if she thought she could handle anything, I'd show her just how wrong she was.

Without warning, a tentacle rammed itself into each of her two lower holes. The Devil Girl shrieked in surprise, but thanks to being what she was, both of her holes were always lubricated and ready. The tentacles began to roughly ram themselves into her over and over, alternating their speed and force to erase any kind of rhythm. And yet still I was assaulted by a massive flood of lust and pleasure from her. I snarled in rage, increasing the force my tentacles were violating her with, but still she was enjoying it. To the point where within a couple of minutes, she cried out in pleasure, bucking and shaking as my tentacles fucked her. Except, she screamed my name. The moment she did, the buzzing at the back of my head turned into an agonizing shriek. My tentacles stilled, and the Devil Girl chose that exact moment, despite still actively orgasming, to make her move. Her wings expanded to their full size and flapped hard once, launching her at me, the tentacles inside of her slipping free. Then, she tackled me to the ground, mashing her lips to mine. In that instant, everything stilled. My anger shrank slowly, and all of my tentacles shrank back into my body.

"Angel," I thought as my instincts stopped blocking out my memories.

I grabbed her by the sides of the face, returning the kiss fiercely, in part to show her my gratitude for saving me, in part because the fight, and then the small amount of feeding my instincts had done, had left me starving, and partially because I had missed her. She had always been there to calm and comfort me when I was suffering, or felt alone. She had been there ever since Crystal had nearly died. And now that Crystal was back, now that I had stopped seeking comfort from Angel, I had missed her.

Finally, Angel pulled back to breathe, only for her hands to free me from my pants, taking me into her tunnel instantly. She moaned loudly as I filled her, and I couldn't help but groan as well.

"Fuck me, James," Angel ordered. "Make me scream."

I groaned and grabbed her by the hips, beginning to thrust up into her as she bounced. After a few seconds, however, she grabbed my hands, lacing our fingers together and speeding up.

"Both!" Angel gasped.

I recognized the state she was in, the same desperate, starved condition I was in at the moment, so I complied with her demand immediately, extending a single tentacle and spearing it into her ass. Angel wailed in lust and pleasure, bouncing on my cock frantically as my tentacle writhed and thrust rapidly. Sexual energy flooded off of both of us in waves as our lust consumed us, the energy feeding and fueling each other's lust at the same time as it was feeding us.

Within a minute of me having started to use my tentacle, Angel screamed in pleasure bucking and spasming as she came. I rolled, laying her onto her back and began to slam into her faster, my tentacle still working her other hole relentlessly, heightening her pleasure at the same time as beginning to calm the bit of my instincts still fighting me for control. I leaned down capturing one of Angel's nipples in my mouth as Angel began to settle from her orgasm. I felt my own beginning to build and sped up both my appendages. Angel locked her legs around my hips instantly.

"Both!" She gasped out. "Both!"

I groaned, again neglecting to deny her. So, when I broke a moment later and began to flood her snatch with semen, I did what I almost never do, and also allowed my tentacle to release semen, allowing me to flood both of her holes together. Angel wailed in pleasure as I filled her, but neither of us were finished yet. I pulled out of her and she scrambled to flip over, lifting her hips and allowing me to hilt myself in her again. And just like that, we were back to the same frenzied pace as before. Angel allowed her upper body to rest on the ground, one of her hands squeezing her breast and twisting her nipple harshly as the other rubbed her clit furiously. I yanked her back into me with every thrust, and my tentacle never slowed in her ass. As we continued our frantic, perverse feast, a mixture of our juices flooded out of her holes, pooling on the ground below us. After a few minutes, I felt pressure beginning to build again as Angel began to quiver and shake, bucking against me almost violently enough to knock me over, her tail wrapped tight around my leg as though to keep me from suddenly disappearing. Then, we both exploded together, my appendages, once again, both flooding her with my seed as she shrieked in pleasure, bucking and rutting back against me as she milked my cock for every drop. Finally, as our climaxes vegan to settle, I fell to the side, bringing her with me. She rolled over, holding me tight and reaching up to meet me halfway in a kiss just as fierce and passionate as when she had saved me from my instincts, though slower, and calming rapidly. Finally, she pulled away so we could both catch our breath, and I sighed.

"No more...starving yourself," Angel panted.

"You can't exactly...talk," I said. "You were as hungry as I was."

Angel sighed, nuzzling into my neck for a second. "Being around you always makes me hungry. I want you to promise me that you'll come to me if your hunger starts to get bad. I know you want to wait for Crystal, but that's not physically possible for you. So use me until you win her heart again."

I sighed. "Are you sure that's what you want? You have Sarah now."

"It's alright," Angel said. "I'm sure."

I sighed heavily and nodded. "Alright. If It gets bad enough to cause a problem, I'll come to you."

Angel nodded, kissing me one last time before standing and helping me up once I'd put my dick away. We walked back over to Sarah together, and Sarah met Angel with a kiss, holding her tightly, though I could tell it was more to reassure Angel that Sarah wasn't mad than anything else. After a few seconds, they separated and we headed back up to the surface. I got in the driver's seat and Angel got into the back so she could swap what remained of her clothes for a communal spare set we kept in case someone needed it after a job. The ride back was comfortably silent at first, but then began to darken quickly as something Ismael said came back to the forefront of my mind.