Play Testers Wanted Pt. 11

"Nope... shit! Get down!" She cursed as three of those flying police cars arrived and played their spotlights on the tower. "Well fuck! We won't be getting in now."

"Wrong," I whispered in her ear. "Felix's attention will be on the cops now. Still want to go?" I asked and she pinched my ass cheek. "Okay, hold on sweet thing." I said as I placed a hand on her shoulder as I pierced the veil inside of the tower. I aimed for as close to the top of the tower as I could. "Here we go."

We arrived in a brightly lit hallway. Torches set into metal sconces illuminated everything. I used my HUD to track down my target, the Philosopher's Stone. I cloaked my presence in a mixture of magic and tech. Selena used what few shadows were available to hide in. We stalked down the hall until we reached the steps, steps that led up. I touched her shoulder and she stopped instantly. I performed the revelation spell and found the traps set onto the steps. I took out a piece of Vorpalite and using a silver tool and etched a single rune on its polished surface. It would allow me to store mystical energy into it. Who knew I might need it? I disarmed the traps and siphoned the raw magic into the crystal. The blue stone now glowed with a dull sapphire pulse.

We moved upwards and I kept the revelation spell maintained. This corridor was made of a darker stone and spiraled around the exterior of the tower at a shallow upward angle. By the time I removed all the traps leading to the main chamber the stone was blazing with power. Selena was crouching with her ass thrust in my direction.

"It is some kind of library," She whispered. "He is in there. I can smell him."

"This has been too easy," I growled. "It is a trap."

"Hey, Ghost... I trust you." Selena said her voice low and serious. She crept into the main chamber while I went full stealth mode. I had the plasma caster online and brought up the tactical readout on my mask. I wiggled my fingers in anticipation of a mage duel. Selena went off to the right side sticking to the wall. I kept a watch on her but stayed out of the range of most area effect spells. Faust struck quickly and with a venomous laugh.

"How dare you," he growled his voice coming from all directions. "A woman invades my sanctum!"

Selena was sealed away in a diamond stasis spell, impressive. Felix gloated over the pretty bauble he had captured and put on display. She gave him the finger and sat in her expensive prison. I felt his spells looking for me and I suddenly realized just how much he relied upon it. He probably didn't lift a finger if he could conjure it to him.

"You took the bait," I whispered using Kaia-Jutsu sending echoes everywhere.

"So, you didn't come alone my pet," Faust growled angrily. "Where are you?" He asked and I passively followed the voices back to their source. There you are!

"Everywhere!" I laughed as I locked onto Faust using the plasma caster. His reaction was a knee jerk response. The pulse of magical energy shot out from his body and I put one of his bookcases between me and the wave form. "Reveal yourself!" He snapped.

"Um... No." I said and Selena laughed as she lay back and kicked her feet in the air. "I call upon the demon Ted, to fight my foe and slay him dead." I incanted the summoning spell. A portal to the shadow plane opened and not one but dozens of the short squat demons poured through the opening.

"We are here boss!" One of the demons called out.

The perfect distraction came to my rescue. I fought the urge to laugh and sent out a locator spell to find the Philosopher's Stone. I didn't find the stone but what I did find was an incredibly powerful source of magic. It was Faust's version of Lex's vault. Did all bad guys think the same? Faust was blasting the little demons to bits and sending them back to their home plane of existence. I thought about using the Crimson Bands spell, but would it work? Was Cytorrak even here? Instead I went old school. I drew Death Kiss from its sheath, and she was eager to feed.

I left my hiding spot to find the walls teaming with shadow demons and a nearly overwhelmed Faust. If I read his expression right, he was about to cut loose with an area effect spell. I dove back and two sounds quickly followed one another. The first was a loud whoosh or thoom, and the second was the cry of dozens of demons being utterly wrecked. The portal snapped shut and a panting Faust was left for me to tidy up. I had my first look at Faust. He was thin of build, but it was more than that his limbs, fingers, and entire being had a long thin theme going on. He had the classic bad guy look with his black hair, goatee, and expressive eyebrows. His blue robes hung loose on his emaciated frame giving him a gaunt appearance. He reminded me of a Shakespearean actor playing an age worn sorcerer.

"Still there Faust?" I called out.

"No thanks to you," he snapped. "Where are you?"

"Here," I said and revealed myself.

"Ah ha," he declared cheerily until his eyes settled on the moaning rune sword. "What in the hell is that?" He asked his lower lip trembling. That answered that question, no rune swords in this universe.

"Come here and find out," I said, and the color drained from his face.

"No. Demons Three!! To me!!" He howled in fear. Three ten-foot-tall demons manifested and looked from him to me and Death Kiss.

"What in the nine hells is that?" The tallest of the demon brothers asked his voice faltering.

"I have no idea," the middle brother added which just made Faust's mood all the worse.

"We are the Demon's Three," the youngest brother declared. "Let's get him and look over the trinket later."

"Right!!" The other two agreed and the battle was joined.

As we closed ranks the plasma caster spoke nearly decapitating Faust with its lethal blast. While he healed himself, I dropped a smoke bomb and waited for it to envelope the area. The cloud was technological in nature and beguiled the supernatural beings. While they cursed about not being able to see I used their voices to close in on them. Death Kiss met demon flesh and she drank deep.

"My soul!!" The demon struck cried out. His brothers went on the offensive and I was forced to pull Death Kiss from the wound.

"More!" She moaned. "I like demon!" She purred delivering utter moral devastation. When the cloud of smoke cleared the triplets had fled the battle.

"Fuck this," the youngest called out already halfway to hell. "You are on your own Faust."

"Cowards!!" The sorcerer screamed after them. His face burnt but healing from my attack. I on the other hand was fresh and ready for anything he threw at me. "I yield! What do you want?"

"The Philosopher's Stone plus a little something for my female companion." I decreed.

"The stone... I just acquired it. If it will get you out of here... fine." Faust grumbled as the healing spell slowly worked to restore him. I kept him in front of me as he led the way to his mystical vault. I brushed against the diamond prison and unceremoniously drained the magic from it freeing Selena. She snarled at Faust, but I urged her to let him repay her for his bad behavior. He walked us right into one of his many traps and I missed it. I was so damn sure he was beaten that I dropped my guard. The intricate spell circle flared to life under our feet.

"What the hell is this?" Selena cursed as we looked down at the scintillating golden design.

"It is a spell circle. I've never seen anything quite... my voice... aw fuck." I said as I looked down at my new body. "A little cliché isn't it?" I asked when I conjured a mirror. "Marilyn Monroe... really?!"

"I had a crush on her a few years back." Faust explained.

"A few years... do you even know what year this is?" I asked still getting used to the new voice.

I sat down and examined the circle more closely while Faust ranted, raved, and gloated. While I felt my mana diminished, drained away by the circle's enchantment, I still had full access to my other abilities. I folded time slowly to find the heart rune attached to the circle. Faust was still ranting when I isolated the rune and waited for him to do something stupid. I'll give him this he was patient. He conjured up a comfy chair, sat down and waited until my mana bar zeroed out. Faust didn't move until a half hour after that.

"Just in case," he muttered. "Now that you are properly pacified, we'll let the fun begin."

"What the hell does that mean?" Selena growled and he just smiled. "Nope, not going to happen."

"They all say that at the beginning," he replied in a creepy tone of voice.

Time to go, I thought. Faust rose from his throne shaped chair and rubbed his hands together. He turned and left. He wasn't gone when Selena spun on me.

"Get me the fuck out of here... now!" She snapped nearly hysterical.

"I can't do anything," I said with a wink. "All of my magic has been drained by the circle."

"Are you kidding me?!" She screamed playing for our audience. "Why the hell did I follow you in here?" She continued as I took out the glowing blue stone. I quickly wrapped both hands around it to conceal its radiance and folded time to the moment the first rune was placed upon the floor. I took power from the stone and carefully unmade the heart rune. The circle collapsed instantly its magic flowing into the stone restoring it. My mana began to regenerate and with a gesture I cast an illusion of the magic circle. Selena and I slipped away while our illusionary selves sat and bitched. I wanted inside his vault and then after that there would be hell to pay.

It was easy to find the vault now that he thought us helpless. Faust was busy planning his little three-way soiree and I hoped to have enough time to rob him blind and then punish him. The safe that Faust had constructed was the epitome of high magic. It existed in its own dimension just outside of ours. It required me folding space and time to gain access. While Selena watched my back, I bent my full attention to the task at hand and yet in the back of my mind one thought. How the hell did he create something like this? The circle was intricate but nowhere this level of sophistication. Nothing he had done smacked of this power level and yet here it was. Faust was hiding something, and I wanted to find out what it was. The enchantments on the vault proved slippery but nothing a little time and patience couldn't overcome. I brought the safe into our dimension and levitated it to the floor. The rune marked treasury was a six-foot cube on all sides. The second layer of security proved equally daunting. I was about to unlock it when it hit me.

"Son of a bitch!" I cursed and stopped what I was doing. I brought up my defenses and vanished from sight.

"Damn it!" Faust growled from his hiding spot.

"Well played," I snapped as I sought him out. "You stole the vault. You couldn't open it, but you had barely enough talent to shift it to your tower. Clever."

"I'm no mere hack. I can summon the Demons Three!" He shouted.

"Magic always comes with a price, how much did that little trick cost you Faust?" I asked and I felt his mood shift. Despair oozed out of him. That kind of despair is like a flame for the moth, a moth named Sharrand'r of the Shadow Corps. The energy beam cut through the roof of the tower sending stony shrapnel in all directions. Faust got the worst of it. He was cut in a dozen places and one fist sized chunk struck him in the head. Faust dropped like a felled tree. Sharrand'r hovered into sight but she wasn't alone. Oh, the two females didn't know one another but they both entered the chamber at the same time. The Shadow Lantern floated down and remained there in the dusty atmosphere caused by her violent entrance. The other, well she manifested in a blast of blue-violet hell fire. The newcomer was tall, slender, and if it weren't for her obvious demonic heritage, I would have been less fearful of the outcome of this encounter.

"Wake up Faust you filthy thief!" The demon growled as she gestured, and his injuries vanished. The sorcerer woke and I could tell he wished he hadn't. The demon walked in a circle around Faust facing him the entire time. I spied the bright white line that ran from her neck down to her half-exposed ass cheeks. Her crimson skin made her spine stand out even more. She had pronounced horns that looked like they were fashioned of obsidian. They stood out against her fiery locks. "You, mortal slut, what are you doing here?"

"I was hoping to find something of value to steal." Selena said frozen in panic by the sudden appearance of a demon and the floating woman.

"I like your honesty and your motivations. Feel free to search this area and take whatever you fancy." The demon said and Faust flinched but didn't argue.

"What are you going to do with him?" Sharrand'r asked the demon. "I want his despair."

"When his sanity is broken and all that remains of him is despair you may harvest it. I may be a devil, but I am not a greedy one." She explained. A devil?! "I am Glasya, daughter of my lord and father Asmodeus. He stole from me!"

I looked at the safe and recognized the diabolical characters protecting it. No time like the present. I examined them closely and as I was taught went slow and identified the key runes. As the devil and the Tamaranean haggled I disarmed the web of magic around it. A soft creak indicated I had successfully accomplished my goal. The conversation ended and I glanced up. Both women were looking at the safe. Lucky for me the door to the safe was facing away from them. I tugged the door open and it let out a long drawn out squeak. Shit! Can't be helped now. I grabbed everything in the safe and teleported into the far corner. Sharrand'r used her ring and lifted the safe up and spun it around. When the open door came into view Glasya screamed in a rage.

"Thief!!" She shrieked as Faust laughed.

"Marilyn did it," he chuckled half mad at this point.

"Marilyn...?" The devil hissed with lethal malice in her voice. "What is her last name?"

"Monroe," Faust said and to the devil's astonishment she found that he wasn't lying.

"She's dead Faust! She is burning in hell! Like you, she sold her soul." Glasya raged and yet his mind was clear. Somehow Marilyn Monroe had robbed the safe. "Our thief is invisible."

"I will find her," Sharrand'r declared as she raised her hand with her power ring. A shadowy beam was projected as she passed it all around. I timed my teleportation as close as I could. "She took and went."

"Leaving her companion behind, how unfortunate for you my dear," Glasya threatened but Selena had grabbed her treasure and fled. "Damn!" The devil laughed. "Greedy enough but not stupid. I can't help but like her."

It was time to get the hell out of Dodge. I had gotten the contents of the safe, but I checked my HUD just to make sure. The quest was unfinished, and I bit down the curse fighting to get out.

'Remove the Philosopher's Stone from false bottom in the safe.'

Fuck! I felt the rage and so did Glasya. Devils apparently were gifted empaths. She picked up on my anger and laughed.

"She is a he, and he is still here!" The devil roared in triumph. I had no choice. I pulled Death Kiss from her sheath and she purred in anticipation. "Come out come out wherever you are."

I tossed one of the standard smoke grenades and teleported inside its confines to make a grand entrance. Glasya and Sharrand'r greeted me with drawn weapons. In the Tamaranean's case it was her power ring and the devil had a smoking barbed whip in her left hand. Glasya's curiosity outweighed her blood lust.

"I do not know those runes," the she-devil purred.

"Allow me," Sharrand'r stated as she played the light of her ring over the flat edge of my blade.

"Unable to identify. Runes of unknown origin." Her ring said sounding almost annoyed.

"Impossible!" The Shadow Lantern cried out until the devil placed a hand on her arm.

"Not impossible... if he isn't from our universe." Glasya declared and then continued. "There are many worlds and he must be from one of those."

"Very astute," I said. "I am just visiting since the window between our worlds is limited."

"How are we going to settle this little dispute?" Sharrand'r asked.

"First, before he slips away," Glasya snapped as she gestured at Faust. Corpse like hands rose from the floor, gripped him tightly, and drug him screaming downward. "I can focus on you and your weapon now. Why does it moan like that?"

"It feeds off the souls of my enemies. Ask the Demon's Three if you doubt me." I said while Death Kiss yearned and shifted in my grasp.

"I believe him," the Tamaranean gasped uneasily.

"As do I," Glasya replied equally unnerved. "What shall we do?"

"I propose a non-violent solution to our disagreement." I said and waited for them to puzzle out my offer. Of course, the way I eyed them up and down and the devil's empathy it wasn't long before she purred.

"He wants to procreate with us," Glasya moaned.

"I don't think so, I am no slut!!" Sharrand'r snapped.

"I am. I prefer fucking to fighting a weapon whose enchantment is a danger to me. Leave or stay Tamaranean, I will listen to his offer."

"Fah, I... fine... what is your offer?" Sharrand'r asked reluctantly.

"I fuck the two of you senseless and I take my prize and leave. If I can't make you climax say three times each then I will peacefully relinquish what I have taken from the safe." I stated watching their reactions. If I were to judge their individual reactions Glasya seemed open to my offer. Sharrand'r wasn't won over so quickly. She had that 'I don't know' expression. "Two cocks?" I added and the Tamaranean's mouth fell open.

"Bullshit!" Sharrand'r snapped and I called up the Double Dragon and tugged down my armor. "Whoa!!"

"Ha, I accept your challenge!" Glasya announced as she tugged off her armor and setting her weapon off to the side.

"I... shit... I can't pass this up." The Shadow Lantern admitted as she used her ring to absorb her costume.

"Okay, how do you want to..." I asked as I dispelled my armor. They dropped down to their knees and crawled over. "Okay... show me what you got."

"Challenge accepted," Glasya cheerfully purred. "Ahhhh mmmmm!!" She snared half the length of the top erection easily.

"Watch this!!" Sharrand'r moaned as she pushed her lips against the lower cock and her head moved slowly but unerringly forward until her lips touched the base.

"Oh damn," I whimpered as they competed. Selena's head poked out of the opening in the ceiling. She watched the competition with her long mane of dark hair hanging free. She tugged her goggles from her eyes and watched.

'What the fuck?' She mouthed silently and frowned. "Harrumph!! Someone is stealing my cock milk!!" She said as she dropped down lightly and peeled off her body suit. Selena watched the other two suck me off. "I thought we had something special. I thought you wanted to..." I kissed her into silence, and she pressed close in response.

"On your back mortal," Glasya ordered. "It is time to mount you."

"You heard her," Sharrand'r moaned. "I need it... give it to me."

"You heard them, on your back," Selena urged.

"As you wish," I surrendered. "Glasya on top, and whoever wants on the bottom one, and the third can sit on my face if she wishes."

"Me on top, why?" The she-devil asked her ruby colored eyes smoldering.

"Simple. I want to watch your faces when you ride me." I admitted. "I like to see if I am doing a good job or not."

"Pride. I love pride." She agreed. "Watch me as I let your cock penetrate me." She moaned as she placed a finger on either labium and slowly pulled her pussy lips apart. She was soaked. Glasya took me in her free hand, aimed, and bent her knees. "UNNNN!! Thick!" I let out a moan at how damn tight she was as the Tamaranean repeated what Glasya had done.