A/N: Just to be clear, The Source is not God. The Source is comparable to the "battery" of Creation while God is the "operator" of Creation. God is the only omnipotent entity in Creation, not The Ultimator, not The Source, not Samuel Salvatore. However, The Source is the entity that empowered all other pagan gods who also do exist in this story(they'll appear later at some point). When both are at full power, The Source and Samuel Salvatore are on equal footing.
"The process to what?" Anna frowned, "just bring me back!"
It may look simple to your eyes, but in reality, there is a procedure behind restoring one back to life," replied Sam calmly, "while it is completely instinctive and second nature for me, I just thought, perhaps you would like it with your own eyes." He waved his hand casually and a space-time rip opened beside them, leading to a blank white void outside the dark multiverse.
Anna peered into the realm through Sam's gateway. There was absolutely nothing but a blank white void. "Couldn't you just snap your fingers and bring me back to life? I wasn't aware there was a process for doing it."
"I could bring you back with a snap," shrugged Sam, "I just thought you might want to know the mechanics behind that snap." He held out his hand for her. "Would you like to see The Source of Creation?"
Anna hesitated for a brief moment before nodding and taking his hand. Her curiosity had overpowered her fear. In all five hundred years of her existence, she has never seen anything of that scope before.
The moment she touched his hand, she felt a ripping sensation rush through her body, almost like she was being torn apart at the subatomic level. The next thing she knew, her feet were touching solid ground.
The sudden gravity beneath her feet made her stumble and fall to the ground; she had landed on a hard, but relatively smooth rocky surface that was accessorized by the occasional pillar rock formation. Sam was hovering in the emptiness just a few meters in front of her, his large shadowy wings flagging majestically.
The surface she stood on was the right shoulder of the giant, humanoid cosmic entity known as The Source. She couldn't help but play with a few pebbles that were floating in the air around her. Being in contact with The Source made her feel so alive like someone was actively injecting life into her body. She almost wanted to prance around like a child in a sunny field.
The Source was over 1,000 km wide from shoulder to shoulder, and proportionally tall, with rocky dark beige skin, long slender arms, and blank lime green eyes. From the waist down, its body seemed to elongate, gradually transitioning into nothingness.
(Here's what The Source looks like in DC: The )
"Sorry if the landing was a bit..weird." Sam flew forward so that he was levitating only a few feet before her, "interdimensional travel is always a bit strange for newcomers. You are standing on the entity from which the energies that formed Creation originated. It's normal to feel a bit more energetic than normal here."
Anna nodded as her eyes actively scanned through the realm around her. The Source's face was completely expressionless, giving no acknowledgment to the tiny insect of its shoulder nor the Abstract Entity levitating a few feet above.
"Hey! Source!" She called out, hoping to get the creature's attention, "hello! Can you hear me?!" She even pranced up and down, hoping to make it notice her.
"It can't hear you," Sam told her, "it has been dormant for nearly 10 billion years and will likely remain so until the end of Creation." He bent over and gave the hard rocky surface beneath them a hard knock. "Why do you think it has incrusted itself in solid stone?"
"Uh...I don't know. I thought that was its natural appearance." shrugged Anna. "Can you wake it up somehow?"
"The Source is not some zoo gorilla, Anna!" Sam told her sternly, "if you want its attention, you must unleash a wave of power capable of obliterating a universe. Your cries and movements wouldn't register no matter how hard you try."
"Wow! Dick!" grumbled Anna, plopping herself down against a boulder out of frustration, "what's his problem?"
"Nothing." Sam chuckled, "you're simply too small for him to acknowledge. To The Source, you are nothing but a tiny bacterium." He landed next to the sulking little girl and held out his hand. "Do you wish for me to return you to life now?"
"You said you were going to tell me how that process worked!" Anna grumbled, "so far, all you have me was that The Source was an infinite reservoir of energy. What does that have to do with bringing me back to life?"
"It's quite simple actually," said Sam as he reached down and helped her up, "while I'm technically Death, that title can be quite misleading. You see, in reality, I actually embody the flow of lifeforce. Without me, no new life can spawn, and no old life can leave."
Sam placed both of his hands around Anna's small, smooth hand and closed his eyes, concentrating. "You can think of me as a channel..." A bright white light shone from his hands, illuminating their surroundings.
"Wait..." Anna looked up at his lips lustingly. "There is something I want to do, but I'm not sure I'd be able to do it while in the same universe as Jeremy."
"Really? And what might-" Before he could finish his sentence, she silenced him with a kiss. His eyes jerked wide with shock; Anna was kissing him! Grabbing her beautiful face, he returned the kiss passionately, their mouths slobbering over each other.
This time, it wasn't like the many kisses they shared during their no-strings-attached sex. Although those previous kisses had plenty of passion, they all lacked love. This kiss was real. Passionate, loving, and comfortable.
When the kiss finally broke, Sam found himself staring deep into her dark brown eyes, mesmerized by both her physical beauty and the beauty inside her soul. "Shall we continue with your resurrection?"
"No...not yet..." As their lips collided, Anna had quickly realized something; like a ghost, she did not need to breathe, she did not need to rest, and best of all, her body was exactly the way she envisioned it to be.
Does that mean she would never get tired?
Over the years, she has pushed her sex drive to its uttermost limit, sometimes even to the point where she passed out cold. Katherine used to tease her about her hyperactive sex drive, she remembered.
Sam noticed her advances. "What? Do you want to fuck HERE?! I am not a Source-a-tartian but something tells me, The Source would not appreciate our activities on its shoulder."
"You said The Source would not wake unless it was hit by a nuke." Anna said defensively, "unless your fucking skills are that over-the-top, I see no problem in fucking right here right now."
"If you say so-" Sam reached to pull off his jacket, but Anna beat him to it. In a blur of speed, she slammed him up against a levitating boulder and violently tore his jacket and shirt apart in one clean rip.
"Woah!" Sam was both shocked and impressed by her eagerness. "I've always had a thing for violence too-" He grabbed her shoulders, slammed her back up against the rock, and hoisted her legs up to his waist. Ana moaned lightly as he planted a row of kisses along her neck.
"Go for it." She urged as she tilted her head to give him access. "The taste of fresh human blood is something every vampire must try."
"But you're not human." He noted, breathlessly, his fingers gently stimulating her sex, causing moisture to seep out through her jeans. "You're also a vampire."
"I'm a ghost. I'm whatever I want to be."
Sam paused over her neck long enough to say, "Very well..." When she didn't say anything else, he bit into her neck and started to drink.
A salty, metallic taste filled his mouth and ran down his throat.
He has to admit...at first, it felt strange, the metallic taste. But the moment it hit his stomach, it was like electricity coursing through his body, equal to a million stars exploding in his mind all at once. It was like nothing he's ever felt before.
He pulled his head back and took a deep breath of air as Anna's blood dripped out of his mouth. It was simply amazing, and all he could think now is...'I want more'. He drove back in, sinking his fangs even deeper into her artery, and sucking out mouthful after mouthful of blood.
Sam laid her down on the rocky ground as he drank, running his hands over her entire body, testing the waters and she arched into his every touch. He didn't want to keep her waiting. He didn't waste much time processing the feeling before his hands went to the front of her pants to undo them.
When he slid his hand inside and could feel how wet she was already, he let out a moan, allowing his fingers to dip into her caressing her sweet spot while his thumb rubbed circles over her clit and she cried his name. He didn't dare get her too far though. Who knew if she would be up to continue at all once he took her own edge off. He drank as slowly as he could as he slid her pants down and she kicked them off.
He just felt so amazing, Anna thought, her eyes rolling into her head, he made every nerve in her body come to life in ecstasy. Once her pants were off, his fingers were back inside her and she was in heaven. There was something else pressing inside her.
He had started to penetrate her slowly, stretching and throbbing inside her tightness, expanding her fleshy walls with his big cock. A pleasurable groan echoed into her ears as he continued to thrust inside of her.
Every inch of him was rubbing against her G spot, and she didn't have the strength to stop what was happening and get up. He was fucking her now. Slow, but desperately. Both were in a dangerous trance that would not be broken until a mutual release.
"Do you understand how fuckin good my cock feels in your pussy?" Sam thrust himself deeper, pausing to feel Anna's contractions around his shaft. "Fuck, you are so fucking wet for me." He licked her ear. "Do you like this dick in you?"
Anna was breathing so hard, shamelessly grinding her pussy against his steel-hard cock. All that dirty talk was extremely stimulating her, something Jeremy, and all of her previous sexual partners never did.
"Do you like the way I fill you up with this cock? I bet you've never had one as big as me."
She shivered, on the edge of a mind-numbing orgasm.
"S-Sam…"
He kept a slow and steady rhythm all throughout the penetration, letting her adjust to his size. Elena was so wet that he could hear her juices sloshing against his pre-cum every time he penetrated her. It was the slick, wet sound of hot sex.
So fucking good.
He clutched her bottom so hard, digging his nails into her. "I want to fuck that ass so badly too."
I need to feel you cum on my cock. You're close," he breathed. "I can tell. Cum on my cock."
Sam increased his speed to powerful thrusts, giving Anna no other choice but to fall off the edge of sinful pleasure, as her soul crumbled to nothingness.
The orgasm rippled through her body from the pit of her stomach, outward. He slammed his cock inside her so hard and fast, intensifying her pleasure as another orgasm shattered her.
Something hot was jetting inside of her at high pressure, throbbing relentlessly, spasming, filling her…
Sam had cum inside her. His loud grunts and non-stop cursing were a dead giveaway.
"Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuuuuuuuuuuuuck! Take it! Take my fucking cum in that cunt!"
Anna's heart was still beating so fast. She was lost in delirious pleasure, but the shame and confusion were quickly settling in as Sam finished shooting his eleventh load inside of her. Her pussy was filled to the hilt, so much that his cum was leaking out of her, trickling down his shaft.
He slowly pulled his cock out of her.