Hey everyone, here's chapter 4. I don't own anything except the the OCs. Don't forget to review! It keeps me writing. BTW if you think there's too much sex just tell me. I'll be exploring a lot of fetishes so everyone can enjoy them. I won't go into the fucked up stuff like kid stuff or scat. Just the popular non-fucked up fetishes. Sorry I haven't updated in so long. Sadly I can't promise regular updates, just ones whenever I have the time to write. BTW I'm using Binsfeld's Classification of Demons. Also if you haven't noticed, Reyna is gonna be pretty OOC when she's alone since she's secretly a Nymphomaniac.
PERCY
The first thing Percy thought as opened his eyes was 'I have got to stop passing out'. He got up and looked around. He was covered in a dome of black energy that just barely fit his size. Past the forcefield was the beautiful beach. Sitting up, his hand rested upon a note that was evidently handwritten.
Dear Perseus,
You must be careful, for the creature that you hunt surpasses
even my own power. Do not be reckless. Do not be
overconfident. These traits will be your downfall. The Leviathan is a
being even Gaea feared, which is why he wasn't in the war.
Anyway, I'm just glad I got to you in time. Gods are the Leviathan's
favorite meal after all. Especially Primordial ones
XOXO, Nyx
P.S. Head to Tartarus and meet me at the Mansion of Night. I have a surprise for you.
Percy felt a familiar flutter in his chest. Or rather, he would've, had a massive piece of Celestial Bronze not been stuck there. The god gripped the broken hunk of metal so tightly that it drew blood from his hands. He then pulled. Hard. the serrated edges tore through his lungs, cut his heart and ripped an even bigger hole in his chest.
Dizziness overcame him as golden ichor poured out of him in bucketfuls. The bonafide badass that was Percy Jackson pulled out the arrow by the shaft and felt it damage more of his organs. He quickly grabbed some nectar and downed the entire bottle. While doing this, he grabbed a brownie sized block of ambrosia and swallowed it whole.
As the God of Night, he had no healing powers during the day other than the ability to consume large amounts of nectar and ambrosia in one sitting, or any food for that matter.
Percy laid back on the beach and allowed his wounds to heal. That amount of healing supplies was a lot even for a god such as him. The only side effect was a hot feeling all over his body.
He stood up and assessed his surroundings. A few hundred meters from him were twin volcanoes. They were of adequate size for the Leviathan to reside in, which meant they were both at least the size of Mt. Everest.
Ever since his appearance changed after becoming a god, Nyx had offered him a solution to no longer looking human. After all, the Lord of Night couldn't come home to his mother looking like satan himself. Basically, he could look human but his power was limited and was not as defended from physical attacks.
Perseus closed his eyes and felt the darkness within. He mentally reached deep into himself and felt the darkness explode outward. If an audience was watching, all they would see was a black, swirling sphere form, solidify and then break apart to reveal a changed god. The devilishly handsome, satanic-looking God couldn't help but laugh maniacally as he felt power flow in him like the phlegethon river flows in the underworld, healing all ailments and leaving a painful burning sensation. His muscles twitched, itching for some action. The damage from his wings that had been damaged fighting Scylla had healed and was ready for more.
Percy shot forward to fly at speeds that rivaled a fighter jet to get to the volcanoes quickly. He rose to the rim of the hot crater. "LEVIATHAN, WHEN I DEFEAT YOU, YOU SHALL SERVE ME FOR ALL ETERNITY." The god challenged. Not a moment later, a gargantuan black serpent rose rapidly out of the crater causing the volcano to explode and create a minor eruption. Black soot filled the air as rubble flew outward in every direction.
"YOU DARE CHALLENGE ME? A PRINCE OF HELL? I AM SECOND ONLY TO SATAN AND LUCIFER THEMSELVES! EVEN BEELZEBUB FAILED TO SLAY ME!" The Leviathan's voice was far from human. It sounded like an epic guitar riff crossed with a dog growling and nails slowly scratching a chalkboard. One might think that being the Lord of the Night and all would allow him to see in the dark. He could, however the problem was that the lack of light wasn't from nighttime or some large structure but from trillions of tiny soot particles defying Percy's nightvision.
"Fuck!" He cursed. He couldn't be arrogant or underestimate his opponent this time. Too much was at stake including his life. He took off higher than the soot clouds up into the stratosphere and looked down. His eyes were met with flames he failed to dodge the sudden attack. The flame burned particularly bad on his right eye and must've taken out at least half the hair on his head. "AAAGGGHHH" He screamed. He was blinded, temporarily, hopefully. The Lord of Night was, ironically, blind. He focused his hearing only to pick up the Leviathan's laugh. "HAHAHAHA, I expected the Lord of Night to be able to dodge some firebreath. You will make a fine meal once I devour your essence." This alarmed Percy greatly. 'Wait, If he takes my essence, i'll never reform, i'll fade…'
For the first time since taking down his first Titan, Perseus Jackson was truly afraid. With a shaky hand, he took his emergency nectar out of his pocket and downed the bottle. It still wasn't enough to restore his sight, but he felt the burns slowly healing. This was obviously no normal fire. It wasn't even Greek fire. Even Nectar could heal Greek fire burns nearly instantly. This was something else. Something more powerful. The only way he could live through this was to make it to night time. It would be only then he'd have enough power to heal himself and match the Leviathan's power. He was a fool for thinking he could defeat something in league with the fallen archangel Lucifer.
Right before he was blinded, the god saw the sun at the highest point in the sky, which meant it was currently noon. He had to survive six whole hours to even have a fighting chance with the Leviathan. It was at that moment Percy knew, He Fucked Up.
REYNA
Reyna woke up the next morning sore but satisfied. Aurum was hilariously still passed out with his dick out. She was about to go for it when her stomach rumbled loudly. "Damn, I haven't eaten in ages", the Praetor mumbled to herself. She put on her Praetor's cloak and walked out towards the nearest coffee shop. The cloak went to her knees and showed almost no of cleavage. As a Praetor she was expected to be a role model. She was strolling along the beige brick pathway to her favorite cafe when someone exclaimed loudly behind her. She turned around only to have a soccer ball flying right for her face. She would've caught it with her supreme reflexes had it not slowed down mid air. Looking around, she noticed everything had slowed down. The children ran in slow motion and the waitress falling over in the cafe was slowly reaching the ground with a surprised face. Before she could even pull out her sword, a massive tear in the ground opened up and a handsome angel like figure ascended and stood before her. It was only at that moment that Reyna had her sword before her. The only thing that stopped her from attacking was the sheer amount of power coming off the figure in waves.
He had black hair and was caucasian with striking gold eyes. He was shirtless but had gauntlets that seemed to be woven with blood and darkness. The mysterious person wore simple robes and bloodied sandals. In his left hand was a flaming whip and his right was sword that looked like pure light. He had tight abs and a perfectly formed face, not unlike Clark Kent himself. Being the nymphomaniac that Reyna is, she couldn't help but get a little moist and blush at the godlike being before her. The glaringly obvious black, feathered wings that apparently came out of his back terrified Reyna. It was obvious this guy wasn't from Greek nor Roman Pantheons. "Who are you?! What do you want?! Why is time so slow for everyone else?" The hot guy before her simply said, "A test, to see if you are worthy." With that inkling of information, the Angel-like being charged.
Reyna was nothing if not prepared. She ditched the heavy cloak to gain mobility and rolled away from the speedy heartthrob. Without her cloak, she was left in her naughty black lingerie and fishnet stockings. The problem was, she wasn't wearing a bra today. The luscious mounds of every man's wet dreams freely bounced around as her sword clashed with every one of her opponent's strikes.
The winged enemy struck downwards with the bright sword to Reyna's left just as she wrapped the flaming whip around her right arm. "In a fight such as this, one cannot be distracted by pain" Bellona had once told her. That piece of advice applied now as she pulled on the whip. Hard. the result was both a success and a failure due to the fact that her arm was nearly cut off by the razors on the whip and completely cut off by the light sword. With the angel unbalanced Reyna saw her chance. She got down close to the ground and kicked his legs with all her strength allowing him to fall on his face, stunned. It was obvious the Angel was not using the full extent of his abilities. Perhaps not even a hundredth of it.
The Demigoddess didn't miss a moment. She stood behind him and pulled the angel to his knees, sword at his throat. Both combatants were heavily wounded, Reyna especially so. With her blood covering her breasts and most of her body and missing an arm. She pressed her blade hard on the Angel's neck, drawing trickles of blood. "I won't ask again. Who are you and why are you holding back?!" The Angel snickered before answering. "My dear Reyna, my favorite Nymphomaniac, I am Samael, Archangel of Death and Destruction, Venom of God, The Great Accuser and Seducer." Millions of thoughts and conflictions ran through Reyna's head as he spoke those words. Or rather they would have had she not collapsed from blood loss subsequent to his speech. "N-not like this… They'll never remember me for who I was…" Samael appeared to understand her. He gently dressed her in her coat to cover her pale, nearly bloodless body. The last thing Reyna ever experienced was a blade severing her head from her body. Time resumed its normal pace and not a second later did the Romans begin to scream in terror at her dead body and lack of an attacker.
CALYPSO
When Leo was gobbled up by the plant snake with golden ichor spraying everywhere at every chewing motion, Calypso knew exactly what to do. She poured all of her godly energy into one concentrated blast, perhaps stronger than anything she had ever manifested, and directed it directly at an unaware Dionysus. At the last moment, Dionysus turned to see the blast going directly for his face. She continuously blasted the Wine Dude for a good five seconds and when she finished, the sight before her likely scarred several of the campers.
The entire upper right half of his body was gone. His spine and ribcage were exposed as was most of his muscles and bones. The right half of his head was blasted off with pieces of brain hanging out of the gaping hole. His remaining left eye was missing its eyelid. There was not even a scrap of clothing or hair left on his body. Majority of the smaller parts of his body such as the genitals, ears, toes and fingers were burnt away. Somehow he was still standing, albeit in shock.
Suddenly, an inferno of golden flames exploded beside her. She barely put up a protective barrier in time to save herself. The plant snake was gone, replaced by a heavily injured and very angry Leo. Before Leo could even see Dionysus' state, he fired a massive blast for golden fire in his general direction. After two powerful blasts of godly energy, both of which he wasn't prepared for, Dionysus wasn't much more than a charred husk.
"What the Fuck did I just do" Leo spoke, barely a whisper, as he fell to the ground. Calypso was frozen in fear and shock. Her beloved had just collapsed, heavily injured. An Olympian god was quickly turning into golden dust before her. The most frightening part was the fact that the sky rumbled and turned dark as Zeus himself appeared before them. "LEO VALDEZ AND CALYPSO! YOU HAVE KILLED AN OLYMPIAN GOD, MY SON DIONYSUS!" Zeus bellowed, fury in his eyes. "The consequence for such actions is death".
Calypso ran and stood in front of her unconscious lover, ready to die for him. "No Zeus! Listen to reason! Understand what happened before passing Judgement!" It was clear that the God of Thunder and Lightning wasn't listening. He was ready to strike them down.
The beautiful goddess began to cry. She had used all her power in hurting Dionysus and was weak afterwards. She couldn't even make a shield for Leo. 'I'm always useless when I'm needed,' she mentally chided herself. Zeus raised his bolt as she closed her eyes. This was the end. She wouldn't see her Leo for decades. It took much longer for gods to reform than monsters after all. A moment passed. Then another five passed. All that she could hear with closed eyes was a soft murmur of a devilish laugh and gasps from the campers.
The goddess dared to open her eyes. A winged figure was holding Zeus up by the throat with evident ease. He was wearing simple sleeveless robes with bloodied sandals and gauntlets that looked simply demonic. His skin was tan and his hair brown. He had goat's horns sticking out of the crown of his head, dripping with blood. Most surprising of all were his wings. They were damaged, as if he had fallen from a great height. Its color was a radiant white with spots of blood and ichor here and there.
Calypso watched in horror as the figure laughed louder and louder. Zeus' body became tense when the Angel broke his neck. This of course was not enough to kill a God but it was enough to temporarily paralyze him. A fiery energy went through the Angel's veins and into Zeus. The King of the Gods screamed in terror. His body trembled and ichor leaked out of his eyes. Finally, he went limp. His body slowly turned to dust and was blown away in the wind. Zeus, the King of the Gods, was dead.
In an instant, the remaining ten Olympians flashed into the scene in their godly height and raised their weapons against the figure. "Who are you!" Athena demanded. "Why did you kill my father!" A teary eyed but fierce Artemis exclaimed. Obviously nobody gave a damn about Dionysus' death because everyone knew he was a lazy prick
The Angelic yet also somehow Demonic figure's laugh calmed down as he faced the the Olympians. His eyes were pure black with a red iris and yellow lining. When he spoke, his razor sharp teeth were visible. "Why did I kill your father you ask, oh goddess of the moon?" He taunted. "Because I can you little shit. You call yourselves Gods when not one of you, or even if you were were working together, could barely even stand a chance against the one true God. As for who I am. I believe your beloved Athena already knows the answer to that question." All eyes turned to the wisdom goddess as she whispered a single word.
"Lucifer"
REYNA
The dead daughter of Bellona woke up in chains, leaning against a slimy, dirty wall in complete darkness. "Where the hell am I?" Reyna thought out loud. "That is exactly where you are, dear" Reyna jumped at the familiar voice. Suddenly, torches lit around her. It was clear she was in a cell and on the other side of the bars was a familiar angel. "Samael" She spat.
Realization dawned on her. Eyes wide with fear and surprise, she inquired. "Am I dead?" To that, Samael only laughed. "OF COURSE you are, dear! One does not simply survive decapitation!" The dead demigoddess let her head fall. She was so confused. Why wasn't she in Elysium, Why was she naked in a dirty cell with the cute guy who killed her? Almost as if he heard her thoughts, the a fire enveloped the entire cell and after a second, the cell was sparkling clean. "You're wondering why you're not in Elysium? Well, I am the Archangel of Death you see, that pathetic excuse of a god of death couldn't catch souls faster than I do. I dragged you down here." Reyna simply replied. "Why am I here?" Samael giggled with psychotic excitement. "You see Reyna, the more powerful the Human, the stronger the Demon he or she will become. Demons aren't fallen angels. Oh no they are completely different. They are human souls that have been tortured so much that they've lost their humanity. Or at least most of it. What I'm turning you into will not be some normal demon. You are the strongest subject I have had in millennia, and you my dear, will become the strongest Succubus known to Man, Gods and the World. The difference between normal demons and Succubi are the fact that the Succubi are sexually tortured until all modesty and most of their humanity is destroyed permanently."
Reyna was conflicted. She wouldn't mind years upon years of unending sex but she didn't want to lose her humanity. The demigoddess couldn't think much of it since the chains attached to her forced her into a sitting position and slick tentacles came out of the walls. The long, smooth rubbery tendrils began to feel her naked body as Samael watched, adding to her horniness. Two of the tentacles opened up and began to suck on her nipples, hardening them completely. A particularly large one filled her mouth and began to thrust in and out of it. A small, tongue like tentacle began to lick and circle her clit causing her to moan into the mouthfucking she was receiving.
At this point, her pussy was drenched. The wet limbs wrapped around her wrists and ankles replacing the chains and forcing her into a doggystyle position. A tentacle wrapped around her neck and forced it downwards putting her ass in the air and choking her lightly. The tentacles that were sucking on her breasts began to pinch and pull her nipples. Reyna was mentally begging to be fucked already, looking straight into Samael's eyes. She was then convinced that he could read her mind when a tendril slowly entered her pussy. It entered centimeter by centimeter, massively teasing the woman. Once the limb reached her cervix, it began to thrust in and out of her at great speeds. Another tongue like tentacle reached for her asshole and began to tease her by licking and shallowly penetrating her asshole. Although there was a tentacle thrusting in and out of her mouth, her moans were definitely audible as she was fucked like crazy. Thin whip-like tentacles came out of nowhere and began to whip her ass leaving light red marks. Right as the first few whips punished her she came all over the dick-tentacle in her pussy. The walls of her entrance spasmed at her release. No more than a second later, the dicktacle came inside her, filling her insides with its creamy semen.
The dicktacle inside her mouth began to spasm as it came into her throat making her gag and cough. It left her mouth and went to her asshole. Another dicktacle appeared and entered her pussy once more. The tentacle holding her arms lifted her into the air to get a better angle of penetration. The two dicktacles thrust in and out of her rhythmically. The her tits began to hurt as the tentacles pinch and pulled harder and faster. Reyna could no longer resist. She came again, screaming a scream of passion in her jail cell.
Three hours and one hundred seventy two orgasms later, Reyna relaxed against the wall, unrestrained. She was too sore to walk or run anyway. She just couldn't wipe the sex crazy smile off her face. At least one orgasm every ten minutes was practically Elysium for her.
A shadow cast over her caught her attention. It was Samael in all his naked glory. He pulled the tired woman up and began to kiss and grope her. At every touch, her body felt renewed and no longer sore; ready for another fucking. His lips roughly pushed against hers as their tongues fought for dominance. The godly angel put his hands on her hips and picked her up. He held her by the ass and inserted his ten inch rod into her. Still making out, Samael began to push in and out of her slowly. Samael put her on the floor and fucked her missionary style. Her smooth legs wrapped around Samael's tight powerful muscles. The Archangel began to thrust faster and harder eliciting louder and longer moans out of his partner.
He grabbed her tits and began to massage them gently. Without warning, he entered her asshole and began to thrust violently. Her asshole tightened as her pussy squirted with cum from her orgasm. Samael Pulled out and ordered Reyna to get on her knees. Like an obedient bitch, she did as she was told. She put her mouth on the head of his dick and used her tongue to make circles around the head. While doing this, she used her hands to pump the shaft of his dick. A convenient tentacle came out of the wall and thrust into her pussy. For a moment she stopped sucking, enjoying the fucking from the tentacle but when she slowed down, so did the tentacle. Understanding the correlation, she began to suck and pump Samael's dick even faster and harder. Due to the connection, a small tongue-tentacle began to lick her clit as she was fucked. Samael ordered her to lay on her back and to spread her legs. He placed his dick in between her tits and squeezed them together as he began to thrust. The tentacles continued to fuck Reyna as she was tit fucked by what Reyna thought was the most attractive man in the world. He began to thrust faster in between her tits until he came, spreading his seed all over her face and chest.
Reyna breathed a sigh of relaxation as the tentacles pulled away, and chains restricted her once more. She was so high from post-sex bliss that she didn't even notice the now-clothed Archangel pull out the torture tools.
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