Date: Sat, 29 Oct 2005 23:50:06 -0700
From: Darc Blackwind <arboc969@hotmail.com>
Subject: TRANSGENDER ARCHIVE Fallen Angel by Darc Blackwind Chapter 14

Hello, dear friends!

Once more it is I, Darc Blackwind, with yet another chapter for you from
Fallen Angel! With any luck, I'll be able to finish off my story this
weekend! Enjoy!

As usual, I appreciate and adore my fans, especially their opinions ov my
story and just general commentary upon the subject! If you have any
questions or comments, feel free to contact me at arboc969@hotmail.com

Darc

Chapter 14: The Road through Darkness

 Lightning flashed, illuminating the darkened room. Opening one bleary eye,
Cal looked over and saw Tawny looking at him lovingly, her arm around his
stomach. Althea was still asleep. "How'd you sleep, love?" Cal whispered as
he slowly sat up and wiped the sweat off his brow. Tawny moaned and sat up,
kissing Cal on the lips.

"It was great!" she whispered eagerly, shivering from the chill bedroom
air. Seeing the shudder, Cal pulled his blanket up from the front of the
bed and wrapped it around her and Althea. "Where are you going, lover?"
Tawny asked as he hopped up.

Cal looked back at the partially exposed Tawny and smiled, swiping his
dirty-blond hair out of his eyes with one hand. He reached in his pants
pocket and got the poem he wrote in English class and handed it to
her. "Your poem got me thinking. . . ." he whispered, pressing the poem
into her delicate hand gently, looking deep into her electric-cerulean
eyes. "We still don't know that much about each other, but I feel that I
can trust you."

Tawny laughed. "Yes, I think I can trust you too. I mean, I did just let
you fuck my ass like there was no tomorrow," she giggled, embracing Cal and
kissing him. She moaned. "Oooh, you and Althea were so good! I can tell
we'll be great allies!"

Cal smiled. "You know, you're not quite what I expected. I always thought
those hired by the Demon Slayer Guild were supposed to be heartless,
ruthless killers. Maybe I shouldn't judge books by their covers?" Cal
sighed. "Anyway, I'm going outside to think. If Althea wakes up, tell her I
love her, please?"

"Why don't you tell her yourself?" Tawny asked, catching on to what Cal was
planning.

Cal sighed, then said, "Well, love . . . I'm battling with my
thoughts. . . . What you said in your poem really got me
thinking. . . . I've been trapped inside darkness for as long as I can
remember, trying to find the right path. . . . It hasn't been going very
well. . . . And, no one's been there to help pull me out of the void,
totally ignoring me. Only about a week ago, I first started to feel real
love from someone other than my immediate family. And even then, it's
questionable. . . . Before meeting Althea . . . I've had to battle my way
through the darkness all alone, without any support at all. I was all
alone, thinking that I'd turn out all right if I just held steadfast to
what I was trying to accomplish. . . . I didn't turn out alright at
all. . . ."

Tawny smiled. "I understand you, Cal. I went through the same
thing. . . . The problem is, we all have to find our own paths in life. You
have to make up your own mind, or else you become nothing more than a
mindless, subservient drone to your superiors. Me, even after Fen's
betrayal, I continued to fight alongside him. We were in this together, no
matter how hard I thought otherwise. . . . You, however, my fellow knight,
you remain a mystery to me."

Cal got up and stealthily walked to where his ninja robe was. He put on a
pair of black silk boxers and then his sleeveless black shirt. After this,
he put on the baggy ninja uniform pants, tying them down just underneath
the knee and above the ankle, making them flare out above the knee and skin
tight on the lower leg. He then put on the split-toe tabi boots, strapping
the Velcro tightly around his calves and tying the strings tight in an
"XXX" formation starting at his ankles and all the way to the Velcro
straps. He stood up, looking at Tawny curiously. Sighing, he said, "I
admit, you're the strongest woman I know, just from you telling me about
your relationship with that insensate swine Fen. . . . Why don't you come
out and train with me? You want to find out about me? You'll learn your
answers there. . . ." He got his matte-black robe on and tied it to his
torso tightly. After that, he grabbed his black belt and tied it tightly
around his waist. He then slipped on the cloth knuckle-protecting gloves,
slipping his fingers through the elastic loops at the openings for the
hands. Flexing his hands, he threw several fast punches to test out the
pliability of the tightness of his ninja attire. It fit like a
glove. "There's going to be a rain storm soon, just so you know. There is
nothing quite like training in the rain. . . ." He grabbed his ninjato
katana and slid the scabbard into his belt on the left side, making sure
that the razor edge of the sword would be facing upward when he drew it.

Tawny shrugged. "I dunno. I don't really feel like training for combat so
soon after sex, but I'll watch you train. . . ." she said
straightforwardly. She got up, keeping the blanket wrapped around her, and
walked over to the blond ninja, smiling.

Cal nodded. "Alright. It works." And so, the two left the room quietly, Cal
moving stealthily through the basement at a noiseless run while Tawny
tip-toed through the blackness, following Cal's silhouette as her blanket
billowed with the swift movements she was making.

The luminous clock read 12:36 AM, and it was the only thing generating
light, besides the flashes of lightning from the troubled sky. Apparently,
Cal's mother had already gone to sleep, turning out all the lights. Cal
looked back at Tawny and whispered, "Shhhh, mom's been complaining about
this place turning into a hotel all the time. She'd probably kill all of us
if she saw me smuggling such a beautiful girl out of the house at night who
wasn't wearing any clothes underneath the blanket. . . ."

Tawny fought back laughter. "Yes, sir!" she whispered, being satirically
strict.

They made their way through the gloom and found the front door. Unlocking
and opening it as quietly as possible, Cal and Tawny stepped through the
manmade portal and walked out into the center of the yard. It was a chill
night out, the scent of rain strong in the crisp, delicious night air. The
clouds above glowed a haunting opalescence as the light from the full moon
fought the losing battle against the clouds' sheer heaviness. A fork of
lightning illuminated the northeastern horizon for a nanosecond, then
disappeared with the rumble of thunder.

Cal drew his ninjato and twirled it so the blunt edge was pressed against
his nose, splitting his vision. He gently caressed the side of the blade as
though he would caress Althea, and raised the blade over his head. He then
sliced down, lifted up again, twirled and slashed to the left, and uppercut
the blade back into its starting position. Tawny observed the ninja with
the utmost interest imaginable. So, this is the hero of the Battle of
Aukos? she thought as he twirled the blade in a figure eight and kicked
out. He's so . . . what's the word . . . knightly. . . . Cal took a running
start, then jumped and twirled the blade down as he turned on his heel,
doing a back slash. He's not like Fen, who trains to fight and kill
only. . . . It looks like Cal trains as though searching for
something. . . . He's not like anyone else I've ever met. . . .

Cal moved like lightning as he swirled on his left heel again, jumping
forward and slashing out as he landed. He did this three times, and then
jumped up into the air very high, at least at a height of perhaps
twenty-five feet, and, screaming an earth-shattering war-cry, he landed,
his blade imbedded in the soft, wet soil. A tremendous concussion shook the
ground around his feet and light emerged from the cracks in the earth he
caused. Two milliseconds later, it exploded, sending a lay-line of energy
towards an unsuspecting tree. The tree caught fire and disintegrated as
though it were made out of mere paper. When the light dissipated, Cal
stood, his eyes glowing blood red in the darkness. He wrenched the blade
out of the ground and twirled it, getting the flecks of dirt, rock, mud,
and grass off of its shiny edge, and resheathed it. He was breathing
heavily as he walked back to Tawny, his eyes still glowing. "So," he
growled, his voice much, much more demonic and deeper than normal. The
voice was so cold, it felt like walking into an avalanche with no clothes
on, talking to the ninja. "What do you want to know?"

"C, Cal. . . ?"

Cal's gaunt, shadow-bathed face split into an evil grin. "No. You may call
me Darkside. . . ."

Tawny instantly got on guard. She had heard rumors of the Divine Soldier
who was schizophrenic, but she never figured that this was him. "You don't
want to fight me, do you?" she asked, taking a step back.

"No. I don't fight anymore. Cal can take care of himself," Cal's dark side
growled, his glowing eyes boring into hers. "And besides, I wouldn't want
to harm thy pretty little face. . . ." he said, his hand gently rubbing
against Tawny's cheek. She shuddered, feeling the intensity of Darkside's
evil energy transfer into her mind from the caress.

"Uhhh. . . . Okay," Tawny said, worried and wondering why Cal's other half
was hitting on her. She decided that it didn't matter. "First question,
then. . . . Why are you here?"

Darkside laughed, a cold, mirthless snarl that made the hairs on the back
of Tawny's neck stand on end. "Simple, milady. Calvin summoned me to do
that last attack." Seeing Tawny's look of confusion, Darkside added, "Thou
seest, Cal needed a sufficient amount of negative ki energy to cause that
explosion, so what a better source of negative ki energy to draw from than
I? Thou flinched when our minds touched. Thou knowest what I speak
of. . . . Next question." Darkside sat down on the wet, frosty grass,
looking up at Tawny with evil, glowing eyes.

Preferring to stand, Tawny looked down at Darkside with curious
eyes. "Okay, then . . . tell me about yourself. . . ."

Darkside grinned evilly. "Hmmm. . . . There is so much to tell. . . . Well,
I guess I'll start with my origins. I was sired after Cal's pent-up anger
became too much for the poor human to endure. . . . Thus, I was created out
of necessity, as a cesspool for his rage. Thou hast yet to see Cal get
enraged, milady. When he does, he summons me. Thus, I am his harbinger of
revenge, if thou understandst me." Tawny nodded. "Anyway, his anger became
too much for him to sustain after the love of his life was taken from him
right before his eyes."

"What do you mean, . . . uh . . . what's your name? Darkside just doesn't
sound right. . . ."

Grunting, Darkside rose. "Dost thou think I care whether or not thou likest
my name, infidel?!" he growled, his glowing eyes glaring deep into
Tawny's. Tawny got on her defenses, despite the fact that she was alone,
without any clothes, and facing against a force that she knew to be
dangerously powerful. Darkside saw her tense up and smiled
devilishly. "What is the matter, milady? Dost thou have to be leaving so
soon?" He took a menacing step towards the beautiful blanket-wrapped woman.

"You don't want to fight me, Darkside. . . . I'm more than what you see!"
Tawny warned, taking a step back and finding, to her dismay, that she was
against the garage door, cornered.

Darkside threw his head back in laughter. "Thou? A mere woman?! Don't make
me laugh, creature!"

"You underestimate me, Darkside!" Tawny said threateningly, throwing off
her blanket and getting ready. She was mildly amused by the look of desire
she produced in Darkside's eyes, from him getting a view of her voluptuous,
slender, curvaceous body in all its splendor.

"Huh!" Darkside laughed. He threw his sword to the side and knelt down
before Tawny. "Here, I'll let thou take the first shot, milady!"

Needing no more encouragement, Tawny thrust-kicked Darkside in the face,
knocking him back into the parked jeep, causing a large dent in the
back. Shaking off the shock of the kick, Darkside flipped up and looked
frightfully demonic, his teeth bared like a bulldog's. His nose was
bleeding. "LITTLE WENCH!!" he growled, lunging at Tawny, who hastily dodged
the punch that collapsed the metal garage door in on itself and into the
garage. "COME BACK HERE!!!!"

Oh, shit! If he keeps this up, I'll have no other alternative!!! Tawny
thought desperately as she made a running dive for Cal's ninjato. She
almost reached it when she ran into Darkside once more. His speed was
unbelievable. "Darkside! I don't want to draw out my own darkness!!" she
pleaded as Darkside lifted her up by the scruff of her neck.

"Ah, ah, ah. . . . Thou shouldst know better than to go for my katana. Use
thy own talents to bring about my downfall, if thou canst!" With that
growled, Tawny felt herself thrown across the yard. She crashed into one of
the larger trees, knocking it down as she caromed into the trunk. She
moaned as she crashed into the ground fifty feet away,
half-conscious. "Hahaha! Should I give thou a chance to go for my sword and
use it for thy advantage?"

Tawny shakily got up, a nasty cut on her upper left arm from skidding
through the dirt. She clutched it and growled. "DARKSIDE, YOU'VE JUST MADE
THE WORST MISTAKE YOU'LL EVER MAKE!!" With that screamed, Tawny threw her
arms out, screaming and arching her back. A shaft of radiant baby blue
light erupted from the ground at her feet, fading her image out and making
it a silhouette. The ground trembled and shook violently from the intensity
of the explosion.

Tawny's howl was long and loud, an unearthly shriek that reverberated in
the air long after she had finished. When the light faded, Tawny had
enormous, leathery, bat-like wings on her back, and her eyes changed to a
mixture of glowing burnished silver for the irises and blood crimson for
the whites of her eyes. Her pupils became slits, like those of a
snake's. "You want me? Come and get me!!!" she growled. Though she was
still nude, Darkside knew that she was dangerous.

"What art thou!?" he asked as he telekinetically grabbed his katana and
unsheathed it, grabbing the handle.

"Your worst phantasm!!!" With that growled, a radiant, blue light shone
from Tawny's right hand and in a flash, she was holding a long, deadly
halberd that had a smaller blade on the end of the handle.

"ENOUGH TALK, WENCH!!! THOU SHALT MEET THY END UPON THE EDGE OF MY
SWORD!!!!" Darkside shouted. With that threatened, the two warriors charged
each other, each prepared to strike the other down either fatally or
otherwise. Their blades met with a tremendous KASHHHHHIIIINNNNGGGGGG,
sparks jumping from the axe blade of Tawny's halberd and the edge of
Darkside's ninjato.

Pushing against Darkside's blade, Tawny used the other blade on the bottom
end of the halberd to uppercut Darkside, slashing into his right
arm. Darkside grunted, but he showed no sign of faltering from the
attack. Instead, he used his negative energy to repel Tawny's halberd,
throwing her back about five feet. Darkside then jumped up into the air and
screamed his deafening war cry and came down with the blade, slamming it
into the ground and sending a lay-line of energy at Tawny, who was still
recovering from the sudden blast of negative ki energy. She spread her
gigantic leathery wings and flapped them, zooming overhead of
Darkside. "EAT THIS!!!" she screamed, throwing the halberd down at
Darkside. The spearhead of the weapon stabbed him through the leg, pinning
him and causing a howl of pain from the evil side of Cal. She then shot a
blast of energy at the bladed end and struck it. Darkside screamed with
shock and pain, and then collapsed, his glowing eyes fading into the rain
that had just started. Tawny landed and helped Cal up. Cal groaned, his
eyes fluttering. "Wh, what happened. . . . ?" he asked, looking up at his
dark angel.

"Darkside is what happened, lover. . . ." Tawny said as she lay him down
gently on the soft grass, putting pressure on his grievous wound.

Cal groaned with the pain. He then noticed Tawny's wings. "Y, you're a
demon?!" he asked, looking up at her rain-drenched face, her silky, golden
hair matted against the side of her face as she looked down at him in a
caring sort of way, cradling his defeated form tightly.

"Not quite, Cal. . . ." she said as she looked deep into his eyes, wiping
the blood off his face and sighing as he rested in her lap. Both warriors
were soaked to the marrow from the deluge. "The Demon Slayer Guild made
sure I was paid well because . . . I'm not your average teenaged
girl. . . ."

Groaning, Cal sat up, resting against her chest. "You're telling me! You
. . . . . just took out . . . Darkside!"

"Well, everyone has a weakness, my knight. . . ." she said as thunder
overhead shattered the quiet pitter-patter of the rain against the soggy
earth and their bodies. Waving a hand in an intricate formation, Tawny
formed a sort of energy dome around them, invisible yet blocking the
rain. It cascaded down the side of the invisible energy dome, quite
perversely. "I'm different from the other demon slayers, because I'm a
psychic vampire. . . . I've almost mastered my thirst for energy, but when
I get in my vampiric form, I need the energy to sustain me. That explains
why I still have a woman's genitalia. I'm not a demon, so I don't have what
Althea has. . . ." Sighing, Tawny transformed back into her human form, the
wings disappearing from her back as the light faded. Cal looked back at
her.

"You're a vampire?"

Tawny nodded. "It's been my curse since I was about two years
old. . . . I've always needed other people's energy to
survive. . . . That's how I defeated Darkside, also. I drained him of his
energy." The energy dome flickered and died, the raindrops drenching them
once more. "I'm so sorry about your leg, Cal. I either had to do that and
pin him, or I had to physically kill him, which meant that I would have to
kill you. . . . And, I couldn't do that, for you're so important to us, to
me. . . ."

Cal smiled, kissing Tawny on the nape of her neck. "It feels good to be
wanted." He then laughed. "You know, if I were someone else, meeting
someone involved in the ages-old conflict between good and evil every few
days might seem outta the ordinary. But, for me, it's just another day on
the job, right?"

Tawny giggled, kissing Cal on his rain-drenched forehead. "Yeah. . . . Cal,
Darkside . . . was . . . nevermind. . . ." she decided that it wasn't
important for Cal to know that his dark side had been hitting on her like
that.

* * *

The rain and lightning continued to fall from the clouds for the rest of
the night, and when Althea woke, at sunrise, she found a frosty
wonderland. The droplets of rain had turned into snow in the middle of the
night, glinting like diamonds in the rising, lavender-red of the lightening
sky to the east. Cal was still asleep, so she decided to wake him. "Wake
up, my love!" she whispered as she kissed his lips gently. "It's time to
get up!"

Cal opened a bleary, sleepy eye and looked up at his angel, smirking
happily. He sat up and kissed her on the lips gently, holding her to his
beating heart tightly. "We still have time for a shower," he whispered
deviously, licking the tip of her nose. She squirmed in anticipation. Tawny
was still asleep, curled up in the blankets and snoring gently. Cal looked
down at her and then back up at Althea. "Let's let her sleep a little while
longer. We still have over two hours before we have to think of getting
dressed and leaving. . . ."

Althea moaned and kissed him on the lips. "You think of everything, my
knight in shining armor!" She then grabbed his somewhat hard penis and
dragged him out of the room, into the bathroom. She turned on the water and
instantly the two were passionately French kissing each other, waiting for
the water to warm up. Cal's hands rubbed along Althea's taut,
smooth-as-silk stomach, moving up to her luscious, unyielding breasts,
squeezing the nipples and making her moan in delight.

"Say, love," Cal began, pulling back from her eager lips just long enough
to utter a few words, "do you want to take a bath instead?"

Althea, remembering from her previous life what a bath was, nodded
eagerly. In her previous existence, she would go to bathe with many other
people in the same room. In fact, she met the love of her life there,
before she was brutally slaughtered on the side of the cobblestoned street
ten weeks later.

Cal, instead of turning on the showerhead, plugged the drain, since the
water was warm enough. He ushered Althea in first. The bathtub was slightly
bigger down there than the upstairs ones. The reason for this was, it was
supposed to be a Jacuzzi at one time, but the pluming was screwed up with
the hydrojets. So, alas, it was just another bathtub, big enough for two
people to sit in, at least. The warm water sloshed as Althea sat down,
withdrawing her wings tightly behind her. She looked up at Cal and smirked
deviously. "Come here, my love!" she whispered seductively, motioning for
Cal to have a seat between her legs. Cal was only too eager to comply. He
sat down, feeling Althea's womanhood brush against his tailbone as it got
harder. She hugged him around the waist, then noticed the large wound on
his leg. It wasn't a hole anymore, but it was still a deep gash, from
Tawny's halberd. "What happened to you, darling?" she whispered, rubbing
her dainty fingertips across the puncture wound. She felt Cal tense up in
pain from the contact.

"Well, I woke up last night and went out to do some training, and, Tawny
came too. Somehow, my dark side was set free and they fought. Tawny subdued
Darkside by this wound. . . . It's nothing, my love. I deserved it, and
besides, if she didn't pin Darkside, Darkside would have killed her." He
kissed her lips, craning his neck to reach her. "I want you inside me!" he
whispered, caressing the side of her face gently.

Althea moaned in desire and grabbed Cal's waist, lifting him up so she
could eat him out. She licked around his anus, savoring the tangy taste of
his delicious arse. "I've wanted to fuck you so bad, ever since we made
love to Tawny!" she whispered as she spread his butt cheeks and ran her
tongue along the length of his cleft, from where his balls were all the way
to his tailbone. Cal groaned and pushed back, wanting to get all of her
tongue up his butt.

Licking his anus in a circular motion, Althea massaged his hardened cock
and balls. She then kissed his anus full, sucking and making Cal gasp as
she slid her tongue up his tailpipe. She then slid one of her dainty
fingers up there, rubbing it around inside and making Cal moan more. "God,
I can't take it anymore!" he moaned, arching his back. "I need your hot,
throbbing love inside of me!!!"

Without anymore said, Althea set Cal down on her lap, positioned the head
of her ten-inch cock at his back door, and thrust in, making Cal cry out
with pain and ecstasy. He arched his back drastically, kissing Althea hard
on the lips as she let her penis sit in his violated rectum to let it
adjust. Ten minutes, and she then slowly began to fuck his ass, rubbing the
small of his back while the water sloshed around them, wetting them and
making them even hotter.

Cal bounced up and down on Althea's cock with languorous strokes, simply
enjoying the sensation of being fucked like that while Althea moaned and
whispered sweet nothings in his ear. "Uhhhnnnn!!" Althea moaned as she
arched her back, holding Cal by his hips. She felt his anus contract around
the hilt of her she-sword, squeezing it as he went up. "Oh, Cal, ohhhhh, my
love! My dear sweet love!!!" she cried as she came in his ass, her voice
exceedingly high-pitched and her breathing ragged. Cal turned around,
gyrating his hips as he looked into his fallen angel's eyes. They were
glazed with pleasure.

"My angel!" he moaned, cumming all over the two of them and holding her to
him, him to her. He arched his back so drastically that his hair dipped
into the bath water. Althea continued fucking Cal's ass until she came
again, and another time after that. Sighing, Cal came all over her stomach
again, such was the intensity of her fucking him. After that, the two just
held each other, both saturated in sweat and semen. Althea's cock withered
and slid out of Cal's cleft gently, Cal just snuggling up to his love and
resting his head on her breasts. "I love you, Althea. . . ." he whispered,
his voice slightly high-pitched, as though he were a kid again, not the
jaded, silent warrior that the countless years of battles and betrayals
turned him into.

Althea held Cal to her heart, her dainty fingers running along his
spine. She kissed him on the forehead, whispering, "I love you too, Cal. I
always will. . . ."

* * *

Tawny awoke at five forty-five sharp, her biological clock was so well
timed. She yawned and got up, stretching. She smiled, knowing that Cal and
Althea were probably having sex somewhere just before school. "Well, might
as well get my clothes back on. . . ." she muttered to herself as she
picked up her black bra and panties, put them on, and then picked up her
jeans, sliding them on over her delicious thighs and hips. "What kind of
shirt should I wear?" she asked as she surveyed the room curiously. She
decided on the black turtleneck sweater that Cal had laying out on his
desk. She then tucked it into her pants and buckled her enormous, studded
black leather belt, making the sweater hug her breasts comfortably. She
then put on her high-heeled black boots and walked around the room, waiting
for them to return. Five minutes passed and still no sign of either Cal or
Althea. "Maybe I should go look for them? Althea might need some extra time
to get ready, and she still needs to find some warm clothes. . . ."

She, as fate would have it, found Cal and Althea still in the tub, fucking
each other some more. She was, at first, shocked to see Althea's ample cock
sliding in and out of Cal's ass like a hot knife through butter, but she
sighed and decided to watch out of curiosity from the crack in the doorway
to the bathroom.

"Oh, Althea, fuck me harder! Uhhh!!" Cal groaned as he arched his back,
massaging the ring to his anus and her penis as it slid in and out swiftly,
making a sexy slapping sound. Water was everywhere, hardly any of it in the
tub anymore. Althea's eyes were closed from the pleasure Cal was giving
her. She leaned forward and French kissed her lover, the two writhing in
orgasmic bliss.

Wow, so this is why Cal is so nice to Althea, Tawny thought as she felt
herself get aroused. Hmm, a homosexual Divine Soldier is uncommon, probably
because Lord God Almighty frowns upon such practices. . . . No . . . not
homosexual. . . . He doesn't like guys, but he likes cock, so what then?
Bisexual? Maybe. . . . He also likes pussy, from what I've been told so
far. . . . She witnessed Cal cum all over Althea one more time. Althea's
enormous womanhood slid out of Cal's anus and sawed his butt cheeks before
ejecting a massive amount of semen all over Cal's back and the walls. They
then switched positions, Cal on bottom and wrapping his legs around
Althea's waist, the two fucking each other like there was no
tomorrow. They're so hot for each other! Tawny moaned to herself as she
began fingering herself, witnessing such untamed love for one
another. Wanting to get a better view, she stealthily opened the door a
little more, so she could see Cal's face as well as Althea's. Cal groaned
as Althea entered and gyrated her hips against his. I admit, I'm envious of
that kind of love. . . . Fen and I had it at one point, but he needed
more. . . . She slipped three fingers into her pussy as she slid her pants
down, breathing heavily but not moaning loud enough for the two to
hear. Her other hand went to massaging her breasts.

Cal reached around Althea's pistoning hips and fingered her anus, making
Althea whine with pleasure, a high-pitched squeal that made Tawny all the
more aroused. Althea's left hand rubbed along Cal's muscular stomach,
raking his chest with her fingernails. Her other hand was masturbating his
cock while she fucked him, making Cal groan with pleasure. "Who's your
angel, my love?!" Althea moaned as she thrust into him extra hard.

"Uuuhhhnnnn, you are, my . . . my angel!!!" Cal cried as he came a large
amount all over his stomach and Althea's hand. He looked up into her eyes
and pulled her down to him, hugging her tightly and cum sticking the two
together.

They passionately kissed as Althea pistoned into his ass, making a sexy
squishing sound. Althea moaned real loud and pulled back, arching her back
and thrusting her beautiful breasts out. "I'm cumming, my knight!!!" she
screamed. Cal quickly grabbed her cock, ripped it out of his stretched
asshole and put it in his mouth, instantly getting about five ounces of
sticky, white cum shot down his gullet. He licked the droplets of ass-cum
and butt-fuck juices off of the long, fleshy phallus with lustful abandon
as Althea moaned loudly. At that instant, Tawny could take no more and came
along with Althea, arching her back and panting as she resisted the urge to
scream with pleasure. Her girl juices flowed out of her vagina and drenched
her hand and panties, but she didn't care. Instead, she took her hand out
of her panties and licked the fingers clean, reveling in the sexy taste of
her own feminine musk.

Slowly and quietly, she got her pants back on and her sweater back over her
bra. She was sated, but time was running short, for it was now 6:17 AM,
from reading the digital alarm clock on the bedside table in Cal's
room. Cal and Althea hastily got out and went back into the bedroom after
cleansing the ejaculant from their bodies in what little water they had
left in the tub. "So, you have fun, you two?" Tawny asked as she saw Cal
slide on his boxers and black attire. He tucked his black long sleeve shirt
in and then buckled his belt. He then got on his combat boots, putting a
boot knife in the right boot next to the inside of his ankle. He then tied
both boots tightly and threw on his trench coat. After that, he handed
Althea one of the warm sweaters she and Aria picked out and she put it on,
the dark blue sweater highlighting her now Asian features nicely. She
applied the Gothic lipstick and puckered up, making sure it wouldn't
smudge.

Tawny smiled at the two. "You guys make the perfect couple. . . . For one,
you both care about each other, and for two, you guys seem to have an
insatiable lust for one another." Cal blushed fiercely. "Yes, I saw you two
in the bathroom having sex. But, don't worry about it, lover. If you have
good sex, that's all that matters, right? Me, I've always liked a woman's
touch more than a man's. They're just so much gentler. I've never liked it
really rough, and I guess Fen was just gentle enough to fool me. So, alas,
here I am."

Althea smiled. "Thank you for not judging us. I was judged in my previous
life, and I was killed because of that judgement. And, Cal's judged enough
by society, I'm thankful you don't contribute to it." She caressed her
face. "There's snow outside, Tawny. Don't you have a jacket?" she put on
her white tarp trench coat, smiling as she buttoned it and tied the belt
around her slim waist.

Tawny shook her head. "Nope. My cold-weather stuff is at my house, so I had
to borrow this sweater, Cal. Hope you don't mind. . . ."

Cal grinned. "Not at all, princess. Not at all. . . ." He packed his
backpack and Althea's. "So, should we leave here and drop by your place to
pick your jacket up?"

Tawny shrugged. "Sure, thank you. It will probably be rather chilly at
lunch today, won't it?"

And so, the three left the house, piling into his jeep. Since the
windshield was encrusted with crystalline ice, he scraped it relatively and
then started the ignition, turning on the heat. The steering wheel was
frigid, painfully so. Cal got on finger-less gloves and released the
parking brake. After that, he put the shifter into Drive and took
off. Tawny directed him to her house, roughly five blocks southeast of his
home, and ran inside to grab her jacket and the books she'd be needing for
the day ahead. She dashed back outside and hopped back inside the jeep, not
even breathing heavily. Cal looked back at her and smirked. "That was fast,
love!" he said happily. With that said, he slammed on the gas and drove to
the school.

Parking in his usual spot, he saw that there was a lot of commotion going
on around the front awning of the school. He walked with his arm around
Althea and Tawny close beside him to the crowd gathered around the first
pillar of the large awning. There was also a lot of yellow tape around the
entrances to the various buildings of the school. He saw one of his
acquaintances from Anthropology and walked up to him. "Hey, Dan, what's
going on?"

Dan was a burly teenager, with a sort of militant personality and a big
scar across his nose, courtesy of Cal and his sword fight. He had auburn
hair and a sort of calm resourcefulness that would push him far beyond his
limits. He showed this resilience when he and Cal were fighting with the
swords. He looked at them and smiled. "Hey, Cal. See you and the new kids
already made each others acquaintances, eh?" he asked smirking.

"Hey, I've already told you, Shira is staying with me. We're just really,
really close. . . ." he said, winking. Althea caught on. They were saying
that so no one would get suspicious. "And Tawny's only about two miles away
from me, so I figured I'd pick her up!" He shrugged. "I'm just so
blessed. . . . . . . Now, tell me what's happening here. Why're so many
people gathered here." It seemed like the entire school was gathered around
the post that had the sign on it.

He no sooner asked that when the vice-principal walked out of the
building. He was wearing a somber blue tie. "Students of Andale High, we're
in a most grievous situation. As most of you may know, school is cancelled
today. However, the reason is unbeknownst to all of you." The
vice-principal sighed heavily, looking much older than he should. "We've a
crisis on our hands, ladies and gentlemen. A very serious event
. . . occurred here yesterday, after school got out. . . ." Cal tensed up
as he understood why there was a lot of yellow tape. It seemed that there
were miles upon miles of the plastic "DO NOT CROSS-POLICE INVESTIGATION
SITE" tape. The vice-principal sighed again. "One of our own . . . was
murdered . . . last night. . . . She was . . . a freshman. . . ."

"Who was it?" Cal asked, tensing up for the answer. Althea's grasp on his
arm was painfully tight and Tawny's breathing was ragged. Many of Cal's
fellow students also wanted to know the poor girl's name.

"Her name . . . was Miranda. Miranda Wright. . . ."

Cal felt as though he had been hit in the face with a
sledgehammer. Staggering, he walked over to the railing and leaned on it,
resisting the urge to vomit. "Cal? You okay, bud?" Dan's voice echoed. Cal
closed his eyes, trying to calm the troublesome emotions that were soon
overflowing in his heart. "What's wrong, Cal?" he felt a callused hand
grasp his shoulder and squeeze encouragingly. Althea was in a state of
shock, also leaning, but on her knees.

Cal looked at him, his eyes blank. "I . . . knew Miranda Wright. . . ." he
said with some difficulty. His knees were shaking.

"Cal?" the vice-principal asked. "You knew her?"

He nodded. "She and I . . . were friends. . . ." He looked over at him and
asked, "How did she . . . perish?"

The vice-principal sighed, walking through the crowded sidewalk. "Cal, my
boy, why don't you and I have a little talk?"

"Shira comes. She knew her briefly too. . . ."

The vice-principal nodded, strangely compassionate. "Yes. Sure. . . . She
can come. . . ."

Cal hoisted himself up and lay a hand on Althea's back. "Come on,
Shira. . . . We must talk to the vice-principal. . . ." he whispered
gently. Tears flowed from Althea's eyes freely, but she made no
noise. "Come on. . . . We'll find out who did it, or at least how and
when. . . ." he chided gently, helping his love walk. Her knees seemed to
be too weak to allow for locomotion. Cal then looked over at Tawny. "Meet
up with us at the jeep." He threw her the keys. Tawny caught them and
nodded. "We'll be there shortly. . . ." Tawny nodded and walked off to the
jeep. He then looked back at the vice-principal. "Lead the way
. . . sir. . . ."