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A Gothic Tea party
Ch.1 The guest arrive.
The Holy knights all ways carry out their missions. They carry them out with whatever skills they need to complete the necessary mission they've been handed. Escort missions? The chosen knights protect their clients with alertness and intuition. Treasure hunting? The chosen knights will use knowledge and instinct to find whatever the client is looking for. Assassinations? Hunts? That would depend on the knight. Each knight would fight any demon with their best combat skills and powers in order to bring it to justice. But some knights kill, while others simple capture them and turn them over to the enforcers. No one questions the knights or any holy warrior's method of ending a demon threat.
And the knights do their jobs well.
But there are days when the knights have no missions given to them by their guild masters. During such days the knights seek other pursuits. Some train to hone their skills, indulge in hobbies, or simply relax. And socialize with the other members of the guild. Days without missions are perfect times for knight members to hang out with friends or loved ones.
And today someone on board the holy knights ship the pantheon's ark is planning a little party.
In one of the many rooms of the living quarters on the ark, this room is where it shall begin. The room has a very gothic décor. Black window curtains, black wall paper, and a large collation of strange if not creepy stuffed animals. Not exactly something that would belong to a Goth, but defiantly to the room's owner. In the center of the room stood a four posted bed with a black curtain and sheets. And in that bed tangled in the sheets is a pair of lovers. One of them was an adult male in his early twenties with very pale skin and short black hair. He was nude and had his arms around a young teen girl and was clutching her to his chest. The girl also had very pale skin and seemed to be either eighteen or seventeen. She has straw blonde hair and was pressing her face to the man's chest. For a while neither of them moved except for the occasional shift in position to get comfortable. Then the girl opens her eyes, her right is black, while the left is blue. As her sight shifts from blurry to full focus, she first sees the pale and well toned chest of her lover. She looks up and smiled at the man's sleeping face. She laid her head back down and ran her hand across her lover's chest causing him to moan slightly in pleasure. For a few minutes she laid there her hand moving back and forth across the pale man's chest. The teen girl is happy. Happy that she is with the one loves the most, happy just to be able to lie next to him and enjoy the feeling of his skin pressing against hers. She recalls their passionate love making last night and she blushes a dark red on her pale cheeks.
The girl was considering just staying in bed with her lover the whole day, and just lay with him-and to maybe make love to him again-but she deiced against it. She had plans today. Reluctantly the girl pried her lover's arms off her, than she threw the covers off reviling her naked body. She sat up on the bed then leaned down and kissed her lover on the lips. She then pulled her legs out of the bed and placed them on the floor. She was about to lift herself off the bed when an idea struck her. She turned around and looked at her lover who was as nude she was and the only thing hiding his excremaltoires was the bed sheets. She looked at him for a few minutes, and then a wicked-evil in some people's opinion-grin formed on the girls face. She crawled across the bed to her lover and when she reached him she pulled the covers off him exposing the man's body to the girl's lustful gaze. She gazed down her lover's body to her target-the man's length. She gazed at the organ that was reasonable for many of the couple's nights of passion. Then carefully as not to wake her lover she very gently creased the organ with her hand. The man hissed in response but did not awaken. For a second or two the girl did nothing to make sure the man was still asleep. Then she resumed her actions. She started to run her thin fingers up and down the man's length very gently. The man still asleep uttered the girls name in a weak voice. After a few seconds the man's length became stiff and the girl felt proud that she could do such a thing to her lover considering who he is-or rather who he was. When the man's length became hard enough the girl wrapped her fingers around it and squeezed it gently causing the man to growl loudly in a lustful tone.
Pleased with the man's reaction, the girl then began to pump the man's length up and down with her hand. The man grunted and groaned and continued to utter the girl's name in a lustful tone. Soon the man's breath became deep and ragged. After the girl continued her actions for a few seconds, the man involuntarily thrusted his hips forward. The man was starting to sweat and continued to utter the girl's name like a mantra to some dark goddess. The girl smiled and then lowered her head to her lover's length and took it into her mouth. At this the man screamed the girl's name but did not awake. Very pleased with her lover's reaction the girl then began to bob her head up and down on the man's length and occasionally sucked on the organ. As the man continued to moan the girl's name, the girl felt very happy that she could please her lover in such a fashion. Then the girl felt that the man's was about to release, so the girl continued to please her lover until…
She stopped. She pulled her head away letting her lover's length fall out of her mouth, then she let go of it, leaving the man unsatisfied and his length throbbing with unmeet desire. The man grunted like an animal that had its favorite food taken away. The then girl just grinned and ran to the bathroom and locked the door behind her. She stood there nude with her back leaning against the door giggling like a lunatic. She then walked in front of the mirror and smiled at her reflection. "Hello Lenore!" She said to her reflection acting like it was another person. "Hello me!" She then said to her reflection. Acting the part of her reflection the teen named Lenore made an angry face and said to herself "Lenore." "What?" She said to her reflection. "That was a really mean thing to do to your boyfriend. Even after all the nice things he does for you. How do you repay him? By teasing him." "Oh come on." Lenore said to her reflection. "You know how much I love him and you know I would never hurt him. But I just love to tease him!" "But he's protected you for years! He's always protected you, and he trained you to fight, and has always been there for you and now that you're seventeen you can pay him back with your love for him, so teasing him is just plain mean." "Come on you have to admit it was fun." Lenore said to her reflection. Her reflection just shrugged and said "Yeah it was pretty fun, but the lest you can do is make it up to him." "Oh I will, but later, I got plans."
With that the girl named Lenore turned on the shower and began to bathe. The warm water felt good on her skin. Since it was rotting.
Her name is Lenore. Her last name has been lost. In between her shoulder blades is the redemon seal. She is a redeemed undead.
Lenore's past is a commonly occurrence on Earth during the demon days. She doesn't remember her birth parents or her last name. When she was ten years old she died of pneumonia and her rage of being dead turned her into an undead. But since she was a child she did not have any evil intentions and became a redemon. Sicne then she has lived with several other redemons in a mansion left by her parents, who committed suicide. Years later when she was older Lenore and her friends joined a holy warrior guild and after working with them they joined the holy knights to fight the dark lords.
As the warm water cascaded onto the pale skin of the now eighteenteen year old undead she wished that her lover was there next to her. She couldn't help herself as her hand moved to her womanhood. And slowly at first, but then quick she inserted her thin finger within her causing her to moan in pleasure and ecstasy. Suddenly feeling weak she leaned against the shower stall and continued to self please herself. As her pulse went up and her breathing became raged, she uttered the name of her lover. "Ragamuffin."
The man named ragamuffin awoke slowly from a lucid dream of making love to Lenore and when he did awake he found himself horrible aroused. He groaned and sat up on the bed to find that his love wasn't there. He looked that the bathroom door to see that steam was rising out of it, singling that Lenore was in the shower. The man got up and went to a wardrobe and began to pull clothes out. As he did he thought about his dream. Ever since he and Lenore became lovers he began to have those kinds of dream. But something was bugging him. Usually when he has those kinds of dreams he usually orgasms, but when he awoke he was still aroused. As he pondered this, he heard sounds coming from the bathroom. His realization that Lenore was pleasing herself did not help him with his currant problem. But as he was almost finished dressing a thought came to him and he snarled.
"Plato." He said to no one. Then Plato the ark's onboard computer formed it cubed form and its green face. "Yes master?" It asked to Ragamuffin. Ragamuffin stood next to the dresser now wearing a black three piece suit. "Plato, did Lenore….Give me oral stimulation?" He asked to the hologram. "Yes I'm afraid she did sir." Replied Plato. Ragamuffin swore under his breath and for a few seconds continued to. "That Lenore I love to death but she can be a little tense sometimes and she knows how much I hate that!" "I know sir but surely you can find it in your heart to forgive her." Said Plato. "Plato that's the problem with you." Said Ragamuffin. "Me and the other knights are grateful for your help and all your other services, but you stick your nose in with other people's business when it's not wanted." "I know I tend to be nosey sir but I know how much you care for her sir, and I hate to see thing go sour with your relationship."
Ragamuffin stood in the center of the room, his arms crossed, and anger painted on his face. He thought about the subject for a few minutes and then said "I'll talk to her about it, when she's done. But first do I join her? Or do I make breakfast?" The vampire walked to a desk and open a drarw and pulled out a coin. He flipped it into the air and caught it. He look at the result of the toss and said "Breakfast it is." He started to walk to the room's kitchen but stopped and said "Best two out of three." And flipped the coin again.
Ragamuffin 's real name is Lincar (This just for my fic-not the original cannon) and he is a level four redemon vampire. Hundreds of years ago he was just any other ordinary vampire on earth. He killed humans and demons alike and not only drank blood, but took great pleasure in eating flesh. Until one day he killed the sister of a powerful witch. Vengeful the witch cursed Ragamuffin into the body of a doll. Years later Lenore found him and accident got some of her blood on him which allowed him to be able to move. He tried to get more of her blood but her blood was mixed with embalming fluid preventing him from the curse be lifted all the way. He then became Lenore's best friend and when his curse was lifted and she became older He fell in love with her.
An hour or two later Lenore walked out of the bathroom with a black fluffy towel wrapped around her body. She sighed in from the relation she got form her bathing and spotted her lover cooking. "Hey Ragamuffin! How my favorite vampire doing?" She said to him. The vampire said nothing, he just contoured to cook. The undead teen cocked her head at her lover's actions. He would normally react to her greetings. She then walked to a wardrobe and tossed the towel off. Since she and Ragamuffin were lovers walking around nude in their living quarters didn't bug them. As Lenore dressed she contoured to talk-or at least attempted-to talk to the redeemed vampire only to get only silence. Finally Lenore finished dressing. She wore what she normally wore every day, a long black dress with a large white collar. Then she stuck two skull shaped hair pins in her blonde hair.
Lenore had enough. The whole time she was talking the vampire said nothing to acknowledge her existence. She walked over to him and yelled "Hey Ragamuffin! Were you listening to me? Why haven't you said anything to me?" Ragamuffin continued to remain silent and worked on the food in front of him. That's when Lenore's patience finally broke. Ragamuffin moved his arm towards a bottle of sauce, but suddenly Lenore pulled out her trusted knife that she used in battle and stabbed it down catching Ragamuffin's sleeve and pinning it to the counter. The vampire finally looked at her and said "This is a nice suit, please don't do that." Then he pulled his arm causing it to rip. "Why are you ignoring me?" asked the blonde zombie. The vampire looked down at his lover and said "I'm angry at you. I will always love you to death, but you know I hate to be teased. Both emotionally and physically." Lenore blushed and yelled "Plato! Did you tell him?" "Yes mistress, but please don't drag me into this." Came the on board computer's voice.
Lenore turned to face her lover but he turned around with his arms crossed. "Ragagy? Please don't be angry." Said the teen girl suddenly being acting innocent. "I know you don't like it when I tease you, but I'm sorry, can you please forgive me?" The vampire said nothing. Lenore started to fell her undead heart began to break, seeing the vampire she loved all her life starting to act cold to her. "I'll make it up to you. I'll…I'll…" Then she got an idea. She took off her collar and pulled the neck off her dress down slightly and then using her nails she slightly cut her skin allowing her blood to escape from the small opening. Ragamuffin reacted exactly how Lenore wanted him to. He sucked on the air and stiffened up. He turned around to see that his lover was willingly allowing him to have some of her blood as a token of apology. If there was one thing that Ragamuffin could not get enough, it was Lenore's sweet sweet blood. It's taste always brought the hundred year old vampire to share ecstasy. And his undead lover knew it.
"Can you please forgive me Raggy?" Asked Lenore holding out her arms. The vampire sighed and embraced her lover. "Yes I forgive my you sweet Lenore. I just can't stay mad at you. I love you too much." Lenore snuggled her face against Ragamuffin's chest for her height went up to his chin. She knew he had forgiven her when he called her 'his sweet Lenore.' After hugging for a few minutes Ragamuffin let go and began to walk back to the counter when Lenore grabbed his sleeve and said "Hey don't you want a sip?" No, that's okay if you don't want me to." "But I do want you to. I know how much you like my blood. Go ahead." Ragamuffin decided not to waste her generosity and leaned down to her shoulder and with his large incisors bit down, puncturing her skin and drawing her blood. Lenore moaned as she felt the perfect mix of pain and pleasure as her lover began to drink her blood. He drank for only a few seconds because he did not want to hurt Lenore. When he stopped he took a napkin and cleaned off the extra blood on Lenore's shoulder as her wound instantly healed, thanks to her regeneration powers. "I'm really sorry Raggy." "It's okay Lenore, don't worry about it."
With that Ragamuffin went back to cooking the food while Lenore went to one end of the table and sat in the chair that stood there. "So Lenore." Began the vampire. "It would seem that our esteemed guild master has no missions for us so, what do you fell like doing today?" Then he with a pan in his hands walked over to Lenore and placed down a few golden brown pancakes. "Well Raggy I am planning to host a tea party with a few of my friends." Said Lenore. "Am I invited?" Asked Ragamuffin sitting down at the table after serving himself. The undead teen smiled and said "Nope. It's an all girls tea party." "What? What am I supposed to do all day then?" Asked Ragamuffin getting acxouies. "I was hoping we could spend some time together." Lenore frowned and got up from her seat and walked to Ragamuffin and took hold of his hand and said "Raggy, I knew you would want to spend time with me and so would I, but…I haven't hung out with my friends in such a long time, with all these missions and such. So I hope you wouldn't mind that I throw a little party with them. Please Raggy? I'll make it up to you later tonight."
Lenore then deplored the second thing that she had that could get Ragamuffin to do things she wanted. Something that she had since she was a child. She looked at him with big eyes. Ragamuffin cursed that no matter how old his best friend turned lover got, she could still convince him to do anything. Again Ragamuffin smiled and said "Okay Lenore, you win again. You can have your party. I'll even help you set it up." Lenore smiled and said "Thank you Raggy." Then she kissed him on the lips.
After the two undead lovers had finished their breakfast, the next few hours were occupied by Lenore inviting her friends and her and Ragamuffin preparing the tea and snacks. Then the two set up a large round table in the center of the room and set the tea and snacks down. "Okay let's see." Said Lenore. "That 20 types of tea, 10 types of cookies, 14 types of sandwiches, five types of cake, and six types of bread roles." Lenore looked the set table with a sense of feminine pride. Ragamuffin then picked up his over shirt that he took off while he and Lenore were preparing the tea and food and said as he put on the shirt "Well your guest will be arriving shortly so I'd better get going." He then walked to Lenore, hugged her and kissed her passionately. When they broke off Lenore said "I'll make it up to you tonight Raggy, I love you." "I love you to Lenore." With that Ragamuffin reluctantly left Lenore's embrace and walked out the door of their room.
A few minutes later Lenore was checking all the food and finishing up extra food when Plato said to her "Mistress Lenore?" "Yes Plato?" "Mistress Saya is here." "Great let her in." The door to the dead teen's room slid open and a teen girl walked in. The girl appeared to be eighteen and had a Japanese complexion. She had short black hair and dark red eyes. She wore a dark red leather coat and knee high boots the same color. In her left hand was a sheathed katana with a large red jewel embedded in the hilt. "Hey Saya!" Said Lenore happly to her friend as she set another tray onto the table. "Hi Lenore." Said the teen called Saya happy to see her friend. "Where's Ragamuffin?" "Oh I sent him away, I felt that I should host an all girls tea party." Said Lenore. When she turned around to her friend, a look of anger went to her face and she put her hands on her hips and said "Saya" "What?" Said the dark haired girl worrying that she angered her friend for some reason. Lenore walked to Saya and pointed to her sword and said "Why did you bring that to the party? This is not a training session, I wanted us to relax and talk." Saya blushed and said "Sorry, I guess when I was walking out to come here I must have grabbed my sword by reflex." Lenore giggled at her friend's silliness and said "Just set it down anywhere pick a seat the other should be here soon."
Saya set her sword against the wall when Plato spoke up again and said "Mistress? The other guest have arrived." "Good let them in." Said Lenore. The door opened and several girls walked in. The first to walk in was a girl that appeared to be sixteen years old. Her skin was as pale as Lenore's and had neck length red hair and black eyes. She wore a black dress that stopped at her hips, with no sleeves but puffed up shoulders. Finally she wore black shoes and red and yellow striped socks that went up the whole lengths of her legs and disappeared under her dress skirt. The girl smiled and said "Hey Lenore. Saya." "Hey Ruby. Come in pick a chair and help yourself." Fallowing the cheerful girl was another teen girl that also looked to be sixteen. She also had pale skin and orange eyes and she too wore a black dress that also had a short skirt only it was frayed. She wore purple sleeves and stockings. The ones on her right arm and left leg had a black spiral pattern on them, while the others were blank. But the girl's most distinctive feature had to be her hair. It was five different shades of color. The hair itself was long and in two ponytails. The bangs that went down to her neck were blue. The hair on the right side of her head was orange, while the left was red. The right pony tail was a dark green, while the other was a dark purple.
"Hey Creepie. Glad you could make it," Said Lenore. "Yeah, we hadn't gotten together for a while, with all the missions and such. Wicked décor Len." "I knew you'd like it." Said Lenore happily. Next to walk into the room was another sixteen year old girl. She had very black hair that went all the way down her back, only she had a strict of white in the top of her hair. Like most of the girls she too had pale skin. Her eyes were pitch black. Like most of the girls she wore a black dress that went down to her hips. She also wore black stockings and white shoes. "Hey Emily!" Said Lenore. "Good to see you, how you've been?" "Strange." Said the girl named Emily smiling a cat like grin. Finally the last girl to walk in was a girl that actually looked to be eighteen. Like most of the other girls she too had pale skin. She had long black hair that was tied in a ponytail that was tied in a column that caused the ponytail to stick strait up. She wore black tights, with a red poncho over it that had a spider web design on it. The teen girl smiled and gave Lenore a hug, saying "Hey Lenore." "Hey Lydia." Said Lenore returning the hug. They broke apart and Lenore said " Pick a seat chose your snack. Since I'm the host I'll pour everyone's first cup."
Let us pause as the girls chose their snacks of choice, as Lenore pours them each of a cup of tea of their choosing to consider who the girls Lenore invited (A/N=I have changed the chararhter's backgrounds to fit in the universe of the story).
Saya's full name is Saya . She is a natural born redemon chiropteran queen who despite looking eighteen, she is actually hundreds of years old. Her parents are a redmon chiropteran queen who despite looking eighteen, she is actually hundreds of years old. Her parents are a redemon chiropteran couple Fridic and Genada Chadtisn. Saya's paranets worked for Joel Goldschmidt, a biologist and owner of a zoo of animals that appered during the demon days. Saya lived there with her parents and her twin sister Diva (She's not a villain in this story). But an old alley of Saya's parents when they were both pure blood demons attacked and killed Joel and everyone who worked at the zoo. Saya's family vowed revenge and worked with the demon hunting guild, the red shield. Saya also joined her own guild that helped her fight her enemies. The leader of her guild was a teen boy whom is called Devilman. Years later Saya and her family avenged their friends and slayed the demon. Now Saya and her family and guild have joined the holy knights to slay the dark lords. Saya is a cheerful girl, but a little naïve and can be very serious in the heat of battle. She mainly uses her demon chiropteran queen powers-the power of having blood that when injected into another creature, will kill it-but using a katana that has grooves that spread her blood all over the sword to deliver her toxic blood. She mainly kills her enemies.
Ruby's full name is Ruby Gloom and despite her last name she is called the happiest girl in the world. She is a redemon undead like Lenore. Ruby lived in a redemon village called Gloomsvile. There she lived in a bourding house with several of her friends while ruby's parents and her friend's parents went to go fight a war. While they lived there they learned how to use holy warrior powers and joined a guild to protect their home. After their parents returned Ruby and her friends joined the holy knights. Ruby is called 'the happiest girl in the world' for a reason. She has a very positive attitude and can find happiness is any situation. Ruby holy warrior class is protector. A class that fights with a defensive style. Her weapon is a sword called Iron gate that has served her in battle for most of her life. Ruby rarely kills her enemies and usually avoids doing so.
Creepie's full name is Creepella Creecher, but she puffers to be called Creepie. She is a full blood human. When she was very young, she was abonded by her parents. But she was taken in and raised by a family if insect nature warriors. She lived in a small town whose whole populace was afraid of insects, so Creepie had to keep her family a secret. She actually worked in the same guild as Ruby did, making the two of them good friends. Creepie has a very Goth life style. She loves all things dark and mysterious. Creepie's holy warrior class is martial artists as she is very skilled in fighting. Because she was raised by insects she can speak the private langrage of insects and can ask any insect to aid her in battle. Because Creepie was raised by nature warriors she sees every battle as a fight for survival so she kills her enemies.
Emily's last name is unknown (She won't tell anyone) so everyone referees to her as Emily the strange, which describes her perfectly. She is what is known as a dark soul. A human or any other race who can harness dark magic without being totally courted by it. She has had her powers ever since she was born. She mainly used them to perform strange experiments, fight demons, or do anything to prevent herself from being board. Because of her boredom she joined a guild, and later the holy knights. Like Creepie Emily likes all things that are dark, scary, and strange. She also likes rock and roll music and cats. Her attitude is so purcilur people always call her strange, and she likes that. She does not have a holy warrior class, so she does not fallow any sort of fighting style. She mainly fights with dark magic, or she uses devices she created or any other sort of experiment she has created to fight. She mainly kills her enemies.
Lydia's full name is Lydia Deetz. She lived in a rather peaceful town that held no interest to demons. So when Lydia was young, out of boredom, she summoned a powerful demon. Surprisingly she befriended the demon and the two of them had many adventures. When Lydia grew older she and the demon fell in love. Then she and the demon joined a guild and later the holy knights. Lydia is like most of her friends. She likes dark and gruesome entertainment and she has a deep respect for nature. Her holy warrior class is occultist. A class that uses spiritual artifacts to cast magic. Lydia does not kill her enemies.
Credit page-The owners of the characters
Lenore the cute little dead girl-Slave labor Graphics.
Saya-Blood+-Production I.G.
Ruby Gloom-Nelvana.
Emily the strange-Dark horse comics.
Creepie Creecher-Growing up creepie-Mike young Productions.
Lydia-Beetlejucie-Warner Brothers.
Ragamuffin- Slave labor Graphics
Plato is my OC