Diablo Poo!
By Demoness
hellkitty_demoness@gundamwing.org
Peachi's Blabberings-The chapters are coming slowly so wait.. For those who can't pronounce Ayaka, it's [Ai-Ei-Kuh] *NOT* [A-ya-kuh]. Once again, this is Necromancer-friendly! VERY Necromancer-friendly. I'm not really character-bashing, so whatever you do, don't take it too seriously. And, It has been brought to my attention that some people thought that I owned Hadriel the Archangel. That came from Blizzard. Hadriel the BARBARIAN came from ME, Foo! WARNING- some sexual crap going on in this chapter...I don't even know if it's even worth to mention! ^_^'
'k?
Oh yeah, and to whoever did the terrorist attack against my home: My 6 1/2 American foot is up your ass! BEE-YATCH!
--Peachi
Chapter Two- Two admirers, One Fox
Hadriel woke up the next morning as the red and orange light of the sunrise beat on his skin a little. He felt groggy from last night's squabble with his team members, blinking hard to stay awake. His stomach felt as if some bug were chewing it up, and the pain made him fall back on the bed. I know what the problem is, he thought. I didn't take my medication last night...He yawned as he reached underneath his bed for a small cooler. He grabbed it; opened it to find small, clear, and very cold bottles of insulin. He took a small syringe, poked into the top the bottle and pushed the top of the syringe filling it with insulin. He threw out the empty bottle, and stuck himself in his thigh. Hadriel flinched a little, as he pushed the top of the syringe down. After that, he pulled it out, bent the needle, and put the cap over it.
He then pulled out a blood sugar meter. It was just like a time limit meter, except it was hand held, and the only cost to operate was a prickle of blood. He bit his thumb until he drew blood, and slid the red fluid into a slot. I know my sugar's next to nothing now..
"Mmmm..." Adaia yawned. She was already up watching Hadriel take his medication. "You have diabetes?"
"Good Morning..." He sighed. "Yup..." His eyes widened as he saw the blood sugar meter. His blood sugar was very low. It was fifty-two. "No wonder..I'm hungry..Can you make breakfast?"
"Sorry, I can't cook. Won't cook. I'll get you something to eat though. There's an apple tree planted at my house..I'll get you some apples.."
"Apples are fine. I just need something sweet.."
Adaia kissed Hadriel on his forehead and headed for her house. Before she could enter, the four people stood by her. She stood back one step, both ready to defend herself and afraid at the same time. But she was wrong. They came to...apologize..
"Hey," Marshall said. "I'm sorry I blew off your cover."
"Yeah, we're really sorry," Silvermoon chimed in. "...at least WE are. Hawkeye has a big problem with foxes for some reason..I'm sure Hadriel will take care of that eventually." He sighed. "Rest assured that you're our friend."
"Is he up?" Ayaka asked, holding a basket of donuts, cakes and cookies. "We made something to show our apology."
"He's up, and that's exactly what he needs." Adaia grinned. "His diabetes was bothering him. In fact, let me take you to him now." She led them over to Hadriel's tent.
Hadriel sat up, with his hair all messed up; his bangs were all over the place and his ponytail holder broke when he and Adaia made out. He just remembered that Adaia was playing with his hair last night. "Oh? What is this?" Hadriel's eyebrows popped up in surprise. "Just what I need when sugar's next to nothing."
"Hey, we're sorry," Silvermoon said. "It wasn't our fault.."
"I know.." Hadriel started combing his hair. His eyes feasted on a basket of baked goods. "Ayaka..You shouldn't have...For me?"
"Uh-huh," Ayaka smiled. "They're all yours."
"MMMMMMMMM!" Hadriel started gobbling up the donuts. "Apple filling!" He said with his mouth full.
"Is everything alright now?" Silvermoon asked. "We really didn't mean it."
"Ev'rythin' if frust frine.." Hadriel said with his mouth full, then he swallowed, "I'm still mad that no one told me anything.."
Everyone sighed. "It wasn't our fault!"
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Adaia, Silvermoon, Ayaka, Marshall, Hawkeye, Hadriel and the rest of the rogue encampment were called to Akara's tent for an emergency -- Diablo was acting up. AGAIN. He was slain, but not for good. Hadriel knew nothing about this because Diablo knocked him out cold with a smash to his face with his tail. But he did know that Diablo wasn't fully dead.
"He's alive again?!" Marshall asked in disbelief. "Who's fault is it now?!"
"Adaia's..." Hawkeye said with an evil monotone, eyeing Adaia.
Adaia only looked on the grass in shame.
"Don't blame it all on her," Hadriel stood on her side. "How the hell was she supposed to know about Diablo and the soulstones? She helped kill him, just to help kill him."
"He does have a point," Marshall agreed. "How WAS she supposed to know? She didn't know anything about him until she followed us."
"And not to mention, no one told me about her." Hadriel's voice was harsh.
"Would you get over that?!" Silvermoon sighed. "We just have to kill him again -- for good. I'm still in on this. There's nothing else to do anyway.."
"Ah, Silvermoon!" Everyone whined with a huge sweatdrop.
Suddenly, Flavie rushed to them, gasping out of breath. "...There's...a.....MOB out there!" She choked. "They're more...stronger...None of you can..." She fell to her knees revealing a spill of crimson fluid from her body. "Kill...them.."
"Fuckin' shit!" Hadriel swore. He grabbed his blood-rusted axe and stomped off into the wilderness. I just took my medication and this is what happens next, he said to himself.
"Hadriel.." Adaia muttered as she ran with him. Before she knew, her eyesight began to blur, zig-zag, then darkness. She wobbled around, trying to feel something solid, but there was nothing but air and thick fluid in her hands. She went blind. Again. The last time she went blind was when she was in Hell with the other four while Hadriel was knocked out cold. That was only a curse. She was blind for about two hours. Now this was permanent. She can never see ever again until a miracle came to her.
Or so she thought.
But she was used to the blindness. She was blinded so many times it was like she could still see. Her fox ears were so supersonic, she instantly knew where she was going, what she heard, and what she could smell. She raised her hands to her nose to smell the strong, metallic smell of blood.
"Damn..." Adaia swore. "I'm blind...again."
"Blind?" Silvermoon walked toward her. "You can't be blind with your eyes open."
"You can be blind with your eyes open," Ayaka said. "But this is weird. Your eyecolor changed.." She examined them. "They're...RED."
Silvermoon moved closer to her. "It looks scary as hell too!"
"Oh SHIT!" She heard Marshall shout in fear. "That looks like Andariel's eyes!"
"Well, until she recovers, we have to get used to them." Ayaka sighed. "Damn, girl, you have a bad slash on your arm too..."
"I do?" Adaia felt a throbbing cut on her arm. "It must've been Hadriel being so angry, he didn't know he cut me..." She moaned at the pain. "Where IS he?"
"Hadriel ran off when Flavie died. Don't worry though, Hadriel will get knocked out cold, and we know where to find him."
Adaia only sighed in relief. She all of a sudden cared for him. Was it because of that deep kiss? Was it the way he touched her? Nonetheless, Hadriel was all she thought of since that night.
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"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!" Hadriel screamed his howling warcry, making corrupt rogues run away. "That's right, little bitches, run..." But he was unaware of one rogue. He knew one of them didn't run. One monster always resists his warcries, and that wasn't good. He was a screw up at this. He was in his fighting position with his war axe, and looked around him. Carelessly, he felt a heel of a boot kicking his cheekbone, and another foot in his face, strong impact kicks smashed his abs and his crotch. One skyrocketing tripple kick to his abs threw him into a rock as it slowly cracked.
The Rogue walked to him ready to do another intense flow of kicks into Hadriel's chest. He leaned back on the rock, pretending to be brutally beaten. Only his cheekbone and crotch throbbed in hellish pain. This shit is the worst I've felt since Ayaka stuck chopsticks up my ass when I was joking about her and Silvermoon, he thought.
Before Hadriel even planned to counterattack, the rogue sped a flying kick to his abs. Hadriel dodged her kick, grabbing her thigh, and slammed her against a stone headfirst. Ignoring the pain, the rogue jumped back to her feet and strike her straight hand into Hadriel's eyes. Hadriel grabbed her arm, threw it backwards along with her body as he heard a loud crack. Still gripping her arm, He kneed her on her spine, flipping her onto another stone which smashed her entire head.
His crotch hurted so much, he fell to his knees and landed on the grass where he tasted the earth that was once pure of shit. Despite its taste, Hadriel paid more attention to the rogue. She didn't move for the past five minutes. Oh yeah, Hadriel said to himself. She's dead..
"Hadriel!" It was Ayaka running to him along with the rest of his team. "I see you got your ass whooped, as always..."
"No, ya think?!" Hadriel snapped with sarcasm. "There's a mob out there...they're..smarter than I thought they were gonna be..Where's Adaia?"
"Back in the encampment...BLIND."
"Blind?!" Hadriel exclaimed, wincing at his pain.
"Her eycolor changed to red too...Akara's examining them right now.."
"Hey man," Marshall squirmed at Hadriel's wounds. "Why don't we take him to Akara now? Those damned demons opened a can o' whoop-ass on him...real bad." Suddenly, he bursted out laughing. "You got shit on your face.."
"I know...Let's go back before everyone here gets beat..." Hadriel tried to get himself back to his feet, but fell back on his knees, spitting demon waste on the same spot he fell, wiping the blotch from his mouth. "Can you guys help me out.." He moaned at the pain between his legs.
Everyone but Hawkeye sighed.
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"Oh my..." Akara gasped in shock in the Rogue Encampment. She put her hand under Adaia's eye to take a closer look. It was the worst sight she'd ever seen in her life. A red eye color. It symbolized one of the Prime Evils falling in love with her...but how? What would make evil darkness...desire for a humanoid?
"Am I blind forever because of this?" Adaia asked.
"No, it can be cured..." Akara reassured her. "But your eyecolor is permanent." She took a small jar of water, and doused it in her eyes. "This only means that one of the Prime Evils...has a lust for you. This is horrendous indeed. Diablo and his brothers are at it again until they find the changed eyes of whom they desire."
"So...the soulstones wasn't really the reason Diablo came back.." Adaia blinked her eyes to find her sight blurry again; so she rubbed them to find them crisp. "Why am I so attractive all of a goddamn sudden?!"
"The question is," Akara said."What does he want you for?" She sighed. "I'll have Hadriel protect you -- well-protected. I'm sure he likes you enough to."
"I'm sure too..."
Adaia and Akara turned to see the four heroes carrying Hadriel toward her tent. When they made it, they placed him beside Adaia, leaving trails of girls running after him, crying and comforting him.
"Man, get the hell outta here!" Marshall yelled at them. "Just because he's the Tom Cruise in here don't mean y'all go all up in his business..."
"You heard the man!" Silvermoon snapped. "Get your skank-a-mint skanky asses outta here! You'll see him when we finish our quest.." The girls rolled their eyes, snapping obscenities about Silvermoon as a Necromancer, leaving Akara's tent.
"'Skank'," Hadriel moaned and laughed. "I haven't heard that word in a long time. Can't you just call them 'Hoes'?" His eyes began to tear. "Fuckin' shit..."
"Hadriel.." Adaia put an ice pack on his crotch. "A corrupt rogue kicked you in the nuts, didn't she?"
"Right IN the nuts.." Hadriel moaned again at the cool ice. "Your eyes..Why are they red?"
"That's what I was going to mention to you all.." Akara sat by him. "Her eyes are red because one of the Prime Evils have a lust for her. He may be on the surface of the world, so you'd all, especially Hadriel best to protect her very well. I see why there are so many of his mobs out here all over the world."
"So, smashing his soulstone won't work this time?!" Marshall asked in his Chris Tucker high-pitched voice.
Akara shook her head. "At least not that I know."
"Damn! Diablo's gunna get all kinds of assassins, and his big angry mob. This is some shit."
"And we'll keep them away from her." Hadriel said. "Diablo and his brothers getting what they want will only make them want to make everything hell unbreakable. He himself will be even more powerful if she's in his hands."
Hawkeye stayed silent and continued eyeing Adaia until she was scared to look back at her. Adaia looked back at Hawkeye and gave her an even more hostile look, and scooted next to Hadriel.
"Adaia, you're coming with us," Hadriel sat up, throwing his ice pack from his crotch.
"You're using me for bait?!" Adaia felt a scary tingle in her legs.
"No. You can fight, right? You beat everyone in the encampment yesterday.."
"Yeah, but.."
"You're under my protection," Hadriel pressed his index finger against her lips. He was about to kiss her, but he saw the rest of his team watching him.
"You mean, OUR protection." Ayaka jumped in. "You're not the only one who cares about her, hun. We know how you luuuuuuuuuve her," Ayaka joked.
Hadriel only gave her the finger and rolled his eyes. "What do we do now?"
"Well, for starters, you must clear the mobs around the encampment."
"Well, let's get to it..." Hadriel stopped to see Adaia run off to her house. "Oh-kayy, where'd she go?"
"Who knows and who cares?" Hawkeye snapped.
"I do." Hadriel shunned her.
A minute later, Adaia walked back where Hadriel and his team were...in a different outfit. She wore a brown leather catsuit with a low V-neck to her belly button, leaving a heavy cleavage of her perfectly shaped medium-large round breasts. The catsuit was cut to her upper thighs, leaving the rest of her well shaped legs covered in above-the-knee black boots. Around her neck was a spiked collar, so sharp, it would hurt your eyes trying to see the pointy end. She also had spiked cuffs on her wrists along with fingerless gloves.
"That looks SOOOOOOOOOOOOO cute!" Ayaka complimented as her eyes widened. "And it suits you too...Dammit! I wish I had such a busty body like yours! You get to wear all the 'busty girl' gear.. I'm mad!" She pouted playfully.
"It's my fighting gear. Gotta problem!?"
"No," Hadriel leered into Adaia's cleavage. "Ayaka's the jealous one.."
"Of course you don't have a problem," Silvermoon laughed. "You're 'looking' at her."
"You can look, but you can't touch, hun," Adaia shunned as she left Hadriel drooling over her.
As soon as they stepped in the Blood Moor, already a mob of corrrupt rogues the size of a territory circled around the six. Hawkeye's eyes turned fury red and tried to whack her staff at Adaia. While Hadriel, Ayaka, Marshall, and Silvermoon were fighting them off, Adaia and Hawkeye...were duking it out on an isolated spot away from the mob.
"Hawkeye!" Adaia shouted. "What are you doing?!" She broke her staff by smashing it on Adaia's spiked bracelet. "What's wrong with you?!"
"Hawkeye's a demoness!" A child voice shouted behind her. "Kill her!"
Adaia didn't have time to find out who said that. It was kill or be killed. She fiercely blocked Hawkeye's swift kicks to her face. Another roundhouse kick swirled toward her face was gashed by her bracelet. Adaia slashed and stabbed away as Hawkeye stood back a few steps to make a death ray to punch a hole in her body. Red and black light swirled into a huge ball of light in her palm. She pushed it away, and made a violent blast.
Adaia gasped. This was the end of her. She felt something shoot through her stomach, throwing her on the ground.
"AAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" She screamed her last scream.
She hit the ground with a thump, shutting her eyes rushing her death.
Or was she?
Adaia opened her eyes to see a cloaked child in a bubble deflecting Hawkeye's death ray, blasting holes in her body, making a violent, bloody explosion. As the child turned, it was a little girl. She was more like a twelve year old; with two long pigtails, a cute face with two large anime-like eyes, a small nose and mouth. She wore a hunter's hat like Robin Hood's, with her little body covered in a cloak.
"What the fuckin' hell were you thinking?!" Adaia screamed furiously at her. She was two seconds close to strangling her.
"Hawkeye's a demoness! She was in your team to make bait out of you so she can give you to Diablo!" The child explained.
"How did you know that?!" Adaia's voice toned down.
"Why else would Hawkeye give you mean glares and be prejudice toward you?" The child asked. "I've been watching you guys very closely. Hmmph, look at her skin. Does that explain anything?" She pointed to Hawkeye's rotting body. Her skin was green and scaly. There were horns on her elbows and forearms. Adaia wasn't surprised that she was a demoness; her bitchy acts toward her were obvious.
"I'm not shocked."
"I know. Let me introduce myself. I'm Floria, Witch of the Demon Hunters. I've been trying to get Hadriel to join the team for years...He thinks I'm too nieve..."
"Aren't you a little too young to be a Demon Hunter?" Adaia questioned. "Aren't you too young to be anything at all?"
"Let me explain.."Floria pleaded. "I was working for the Dark Wanderer when he killed Diablo. Since my will was too strong against his spirit, he took him. When he tried to make me Diablo, he only cursed me to be in a child's body. I'm twenty, but I'm in a twelve year old body." And if you still don't believe it.." She pulled out a crystal and pure sapphire Demon Hunter badge of a blade. "That's the only way I can prove that I'm twenty and a Demon Hunter."
"Hmmm..." Adaia examined it. "It even says when you got it and who gave it to you. Phyllis Angeldust..1377 B.C. Then you were born in 1357..."
"Uh-huh!" Floria exclaimed.
"Right...let's find the others..."
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*Back at the bonfire*
"Whoa," Chauncie ate a brown marshmallow burned from the fire. "This Demon Hunter seems cool..." She put two more on a stick and continued burning them. "I wish I could be a Demon Hunter."
"And you sure can," Cain encouraged her. "You kids can be anything you want when you grow up."
"My dad has a Chris Tucker voice.." Tommy said, dazed in the fire. "That's so awesome. I wonder why doesn't sound like him now.. He even wore cornrows too.."
"This sounds more like romance," Wallis said. "Ah heck. I like how Uncle Hadriel gets all the girls. I don't get it. No matter how old he gets, he still gets girls..He's twenty-eight and he still has trails of girls after him. I couldn't imagine if he was married.."
"Hmmm..." Cain stroke his beard. He sighed. "That's our Hadriel. He is a handsome looking young man I must say.."
"I heard the Wrestler still wears that outfit," Lillita exclaimed. "If only she would lend it to me..."
Cain chuckled. "Lillita, you're so funny. She may not give it to you until you're around nineteen."
"I wished they made something like that too," Kimmie chimed in. "I LOOOOOOOOOOVE fashion.."
"But I would have the original one," Lillita stuck her tongue out.
Cain laughed away as he continued his story..
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Adaia and Floria walked to where her team started off in the Blood Moor. The four were sitting on the bridge in front of the encampment, tired and exhausted. Hadriel took a bottle of water and poured it down his hair and face. Adaia stared into his movements as he cooled away his sweaty chest with water. He shook his head sideways like a dog, and brushed his hair back. He his bottle with twice as the water it could hold and poured down his neck with his head back, moaning at the cool water. He sighed at the good feeling down his torso.
Damn, he looks so good doing that, Adaia said to herself.
"Adaia..You're alright," Hadriel got up to her.
"I know..." Adaia fell into Hadriel's arms; into his cool skin. "I'd have been dead if it wasn't for..." She kissed his muscles making him blush.
"Floria?!" Hadriel said in disgust. "What the hell are you doing here? In a child's body?!"
"You can recognize me?" Floria exclaimed.
"No, really?" Hadriel rolled his eyes. "Why don't you go back to your damn Demon Hunter group?!"
"They're dead."
"Hadriel, please.." Adaia pretended to be exhausted.
"Why can't I join you?!" Floria argued. "I'm just as good as you and everyone else! I don't want to be a child forever! Goddammit, Hadriel, if you were in a child's body like me right about now, you'd be itching to be back in your form too!"
"Floria..."Hadriel was cut off.
"Hadriel..let her in..she can replace Hawkeye.."
"And what happened to her?" Hadriel pulled her away by an inch.
"She was a demoness and tried to kill me...until Floria saved me," Adaia fell again. "Oh Hadriel, I'm so tired..." She moaned.
"Fine, Floria, you can join. After all, you killed Hawkeye before she dragged Adaia to Diablo. As for you..." He took Adaia by the chin and kissed her. "You shouldn't be out here. Who knows? Another mob will come after you.."
"I guess, but I want to go to Lut Gholein, and Kurast, and all the other places out east.." Adaia whined softly.
"We'll take you when we deal with these situations.." Hadriel pressed his finger against her lips again. He lifted her legs and began to carry her. He stared into her clevage again for a while, then walked back to the Rogue Encampment. "Hey, Silvermoon," he looked back. "You're in charge. You know the drill.."
"Yeah...okay.." Silvermoon began to laugh. "What are you doing?"
"What else?! I'm taking her to safety!" Hadriel snapped.
"Yah...to safety.." Silvermoon gestured a humping gesture on a rock, laughing.
"No comment..." Marshall tried to keep from laughing.
"Hadriel and Adaia sitting in a tree...F-U-C-K-I-N-G!" Ayaka sung. "First comes fucking, then comes marriage..."
"SHUT UP!" Hadriel's voice exploded into a warcry.
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Hadriel took laid her on his bed, throwing back his long hair in his way. He sat beside her, cherishing her pretty face. It's a shame she has to go through this, Hadriel thought. We don't even talk and already kissing.. What the fuckin' hell, I like her.
"Hadriel...I don't know if you feel the same way, but we don't even get to know each other, and it's like we're in love...Instantly." Adaia's voice was nice and soft, and not so fierce.
Hadriel wiggled his eyebrows, and passionately kissed her. His tongue was playing with hers again, and this time, much deeper than he'd ever kiss anyone. He broke it to breathe, then went back down. He slithered his tongue zigzagging down Adaia's skin from the deep low V-neck. Adaia protested playfully, as she shut her eyes for Hadriel's satisfying hunger over her body. She gasped as she felt tingles popping her nerves. She began to laugh softly, slowly putting her hands on her open V-neck. "Don't tell anyone." She whispered. She quickly opened it revealing her breasts.
Hadriel's entire face and torso turned blood red. He has seen women flashing him, but never this damn close. He damned sure never seen breasts so perfectly shaped. She closed them playfully, pulling Hadriel on her. 'Damn,' He whispered inaudibly.
"Stay.." Adaia played in Hadriel's hair.
"I can't.." He groaned. "I want to, but I just can't."
"When will you come back?"
"I don't know..But I'll be back. I gotta go.." Hadriel pecked her lip with a tiny bit of tongue.
"Wait.." Adaia grabbed his arm. "Do you feel the same way?"
"As a matter of fact, I do." Hadriel smiled, for the last time before he left for days. But he couldn't say he loved her, for which he didn't...just yet. He just kissed her goodbye, and left the Encampment.
Adaia only blushed and giggled. She couldn't believe what happened to her. She made a big grin of embarassment started laughing. She wrapped herself in Hadriel's sheets and covers, feeling loved all over again.
"That was a good..." Silvermoon grasped his chain watch as he saw Hadriel walk by. "twenty minutes..Did you get what you 'always wanted'?"
"Shut.Up.And.Let's.Go." Hadriel growled. "If.I.Hear.A.Goddamn.Comment.From.Any.Of.You, I'm. Kicking.Your.Asses. Understand?!"
Everyone nodded, trying not to laugh.
"I'm NOT playing!"
"Hadriel's got a girlfriend..." Floria sung.
"GODDAMMIT!" Hadriel chased Floria all over the bloody, dead demon covered Blood Moor.
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This is probably the most suckiest chapter I've ever written. I hope my story doesn't become a lemon. I intended it to have ONLY nudity, and not sex. Two different things dummies! But it was long, wasn't it? At least it wasn't as short and cruddy, and the plot didn't go as fast...I'm trying to write this as soon as I possibly can so I can write my sequel, Diablo Poo Z!
By Demoness
hellkitty_demoness@gundamwing.org
Peachi's Blabberings-The chapters are coming slowly so wait.. For those who can't pronounce Ayaka, it's [Ai-Ei-Kuh] *NOT* [A-ya-kuh]. Once again, this is Necromancer-friendly! VERY Necromancer-friendly. I'm not really character-bashing, so whatever you do, don't take it too seriously. And, It has been brought to my attention that some people thought that I owned Hadriel the Archangel. That came from Blizzard. Hadriel the BARBARIAN came from ME, Foo! WARNING- some sexual crap going on in this chapter...I don't even know if it's even worth to mention! ^_^'
'k?
Oh yeah, and to whoever did the terrorist attack against my home: My 6 1/2 American foot is up your ass! BEE-YATCH!
--Peachi
Chapter Two- Two admirers, One Fox
Hadriel woke up the next morning as the red and orange light of the sunrise beat on his skin a little. He felt groggy from last night's squabble with his team members, blinking hard to stay awake. His stomach felt as if some bug were chewing it up, and the pain made him fall back on the bed. I know what the problem is, he thought. I didn't take my medication last night...He yawned as he reached underneath his bed for a small cooler. He grabbed it; opened it to find small, clear, and very cold bottles of insulin. He took a small syringe, poked into the top the bottle and pushed the top of the syringe filling it with insulin. He threw out the empty bottle, and stuck himself in his thigh. Hadriel flinched a little, as he pushed the top of the syringe down. After that, he pulled it out, bent the needle, and put the cap over it.
He then pulled out a blood sugar meter. It was just like a time limit meter, except it was hand held, and the only cost to operate was a prickle of blood. He bit his thumb until he drew blood, and slid the red fluid into a slot. I know my sugar's next to nothing now..
"Mmmm..." Adaia yawned. She was already up watching Hadriel take his medication. "You have diabetes?"
"Good Morning..." He sighed. "Yup..." His eyes widened as he saw the blood sugar meter. His blood sugar was very low. It was fifty-two. "No wonder..I'm hungry..Can you make breakfast?"
"Sorry, I can't cook. Won't cook. I'll get you something to eat though. There's an apple tree planted at my house..I'll get you some apples.."
"Apples are fine. I just need something sweet.."
Adaia kissed Hadriel on his forehead and headed for her house. Before she could enter, the four people stood by her. She stood back one step, both ready to defend herself and afraid at the same time. But she was wrong. They came to...apologize..
"Hey," Marshall said. "I'm sorry I blew off your cover."
"Yeah, we're really sorry," Silvermoon chimed in. "...at least WE are. Hawkeye has a big problem with foxes for some reason..I'm sure Hadriel will take care of that eventually." He sighed. "Rest assured that you're our friend."
"Is he up?" Ayaka asked, holding a basket of donuts, cakes and cookies. "We made something to show our apology."
"He's up, and that's exactly what he needs." Adaia grinned. "His diabetes was bothering him. In fact, let me take you to him now." She led them over to Hadriel's tent.
Hadriel sat up, with his hair all messed up; his bangs were all over the place and his ponytail holder broke when he and Adaia made out. He just remembered that Adaia was playing with his hair last night. "Oh? What is this?" Hadriel's eyebrows popped up in surprise. "Just what I need when sugar's next to nothing."
"Hey, we're sorry," Silvermoon said. "It wasn't our fault.."
"I know.." Hadriel started combing his hair. His eyes feasted on a basket of baked goods. "Ayaka..You shouldn't have...For me?"
"Uh-huh," Ayaka smiled. "They're all yours."
"MMMMMMMMM!" Hadriel started gobbling up the donuts. "Apple filling!" He said with his mouth full.
"Is everything alright now?" Silvermoon asked. "We really didn't mean it."
"Ev'rythin' if frust frine.." Hadriel said with his mouth full, then he swallowed, "I'm still mad that no one told me anything.."
Everyone sighed. "It wasn't our fault!"
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Adaia, Silvermoon, Ayaka, Marshall, Hawkeye, Hadriel and the rest of the rogue encampment were called to Akara's tent for an emergency -- Diablo was acting up. AGAIN. He was slain, but not for good. Hadriel knew nothing about this because Diablo knocked him out cold with a smash to his face with his tail. But he did know that Diablo wasn't fully dead.
"He's alive again?!" Marshall asked in disbelief. "Who's fault is it now?!"
"Adaia's..." Hawkeye said with an evil monotone, eyeing Adaia.
Adaia only looked on the grass in shame.
"Don't blame it all on her," Hadriel stood on her side. "How the hell was she supposed to know about Diablo and the soulstones? She helped kill him, just to help kill him."
"He does have a point," Marshall agreed. "How WAS she supposed to know? She didn't know anything about him until she followed us."
"And not to mention, no one told me about her." Hadriel's voice was harsh.
"Would you get over that?!" Silvermoon sighed. "We just have to kill him again -- for good. I'm still in on this. There's nothing else to do anyway.."
"Ah, Silvermoon!" Everyone whined with a huge sweatdrop.
Suddenly, Flavie rushed to them, gasping out of breath. "...There's...a.....MOB out there!" She choked. "They're more...stronger...None of you can..." She fell to her knees revealing a spill of crimson fluid from her body. "Kill...them.."
"Fuckin' shit!" Hadriel swore. He grabbed his blood-rusted axe and stomped off into the wilderness. I just took my medication and this is what happens next, he said to himself.
"Hadriel.." Adaia muttered as she ran with him. Before she knew, her eyesight began to blur, zig-zag, then darkness. She wobbled around, trying to feel something solid, but there was nothing but air and thick fluid in her hands. She went blind. Again. The last time she went blind was when she was in Hell with the other four while Hadriel was knocked out cold. That was only a curse. She was blind for about two hours. Now this was permanent. She can never see ever again until a miracle came to her.
Or so she thought.
But she was used to the blindness. She was blinded so many times it was like she could still see. Her fox ears were so supersonic, she instantly knew where she was going, what she heard, and what she could smell. She raised her hands to her nose to smell the strong, metallic smell of blood.
"Damn..." Adaia swore. "I'm blind...again."
"Blind?" Silvermoon walked toward her. "You can't be blind with your eyes open."
"You can be blind with your eyes open," Ayaka said. "But this is weird. Your eyecolor changed.." She examined them. "They're...RED."
Silvermoon moved closer to her. "It looks scary as hell too!"
"Oh SHIT!" She heard Marshall shout in fear. "That looks like Andariel's eyes!"
"Well, until she recovers, we have to get used to them." Ayaka sighed. "Damn, girl, you have a bad slash on your arm too..."
"I do?" Adaia felt a throbbing cut on her arm. "It must've been Hadriel being so angry, he didn't know he cut me..." She moaned at the pain. "Where IS he?"
"Hadriel ran off when Flavie died. Don't worry though, Hadriel will get knocked out cold, and we know where to find him."
Adaia only sighed in relief. She all of a sudden cared for him. Was it because of that deep kiss? Was it the way he touched her? Nonetheless, Hadriel was all she thought of since that night.
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"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!" Hadriel screamed his howling warcry, making corrupt rogues run away. "That's right, little bitches, run..." But he was unaware of one rogue. He knew one of them didn't run. One monster always resists his warcries, and that wasn't good. He was a screw up at this. He was in his fighting position with his war axe, and looked around him. Carelessly, he felt a heel of a boot kicking his cheekbone, and another foot in his face, strong impact kicks smashed his abs and his crotch. One skyrocketing tripple kick to his abs threw him into a rock as it slowly cracked.
The Rogue walked to him ready to do another intense flow of kicks into Hadriel's chest. He leaned back on the rock, pretending to be brutally beaten. Only his cheekbone and crotch throbbed in hellish pain. This shit is the worst I've felt since Ayaka stuck chopsticks up my ass when I was joking about her and Silvermoon, he thought.
Before Hadriel even planned to counterattack, the rogue sped a flying kick to his abs. Hadriel dodged her kick, grabbing her thigh, and slammed her against a stone headfirst. Ignoring the pain, the rogue jumped back to her feet and strike her straight hand into Hadriel's eyes. Hadriel grabbed her arm, threw it backwards along with her body as he heard a loud crack. Still gripping her arm, He kneed her on her spine, flipping her onto another stone which smashed her entire head.
His crotch hurted so much, he fell to his knees and landed on the grass where he tasted the earth that was once pure of shit. Despite its taste, Hadriel paid more attention to the rogue. She didn't move for the past five minutes. Oh yeah, Hadriel said to himself. She's dead..
"Hadriel!" It was Ayaka running to him along with the rest of his team. "I see you got your ass whooped, as always..."
"No, ya think?!" Hadriel snapped with sarcasm. "There's a mob out there...they're..smarter than I thought they were gonna be..Where's Adaia?"
"Back in the encampment...BLIND."
"Blind?!" Hadriel exclaimed, wincing at his pain.
"Her eycolor changed to red too...Akara's examining them right now.."
"Hey man," Marshall squirmed at Hadriel's wounds. "Why don't we take him to Akara now? Those damned demons opened a can o' whoop-ass on him...real bad." Suddenly, he bursted out laughing. "You got shit on your face.."
"I know...Let's go back before everyone here gets beat..." Hadriel tried to get himself back to his feet, but fell back on his knees, spitting demon waste on the same spot he fell, wiping the blotch from his mouth. "Can you guys help me out.." He moaned at the pain between his legs.
Everyone but Hawkeye sighed.
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"Oh my..." Akara gasped in shock in the Rogue Encampment. She put her hand under Adaia's eye to take a closer look. It was the worst sight she'd ever seen in her life. A red eye color. It symbolized one of the Prime Evils falling in love with her...but how? What would make evil darkness...desire for a humanoid?
"Am I blind forever because of this?" Adaia asked.
"No, it can be cured..." Akara reassured her. "But your eyecolor is permanent." She took a small jar of water, and doused it in her eyes. "This only means that one of the Prime Evils...has a lust for you. This is horrendous indeed. Diablo and his brothers are at it again until they find the changed eyes of whom they desire."
"So...the soulstones wasn't really the reason Diablo came back.." Adaia blinked her eyes to find her sight blurry again; so she rubbed them to find them crisp. "Why am I so attractive all of a goddamn sudden?!"
"The question is," Akara said."What does he want you for?" She sighed. "I'll have Hadriel protect you -- well-protected. I'm sure he likes you enough to."
"I'm sure too..."
Adaia and Akara turned to see the four heroes carrying Hadriel toward her tent. When they made it, they placed him beside Adaia, leaving trails of girls running after him, crying and comforting him.
"Man, get the hell outta here!" Marshall yelled at them. "Just because he's the Tom Cruise in here don't mean y'all go all up in his business..."
"You heard the man!" Silvermoon snapped. "Get your skank-a-mint skanky asses outta here! You'll see him when we finish our quest.." The girls rolled their eyes, snapping obscenities about Silvermoon as a Necromancer, leaving Akara's tent.
"'Skank'," Hadriel moaned and laughed. "I haven't heard that word in a long time. Can't you just call them 'Hoes'?" His eyes began to tear. "Fuckin' shit..."
"Hadriel.." Adaia put an ice pack on his crotch. "A corrupt rogue kicked you in the nuts, didn't she?"
"Right IN the nuts.." Hadriel moaned again at the cool ice. "Your eyes..Why are they red?"
"That's what I was going to mention to you all.." Akara sat by him. "Her eyes are red because one of the Prime Evils have a lust for her. He may be on the surface of the world, so you'd all, especially Hadriel best to protect her very well. I see why there are so many of his mobs out here all over the world."
"So, smashing his soulstone won't work this time?!" Marshall asked in his Chris Tucker high-pitched voice.
Akara shook her head. "At least not that I know."
"Damn! Diablo's gunna get all kinds of assassins, and his big angry mob. This is some shit."
"And we'll keep them away from her." Hadriel said. "Diablo and his brothers getting what they want will only make them want to make everything hell unbreakable. He himself will be even more powerful if she's in his hands."
Hawkeye stayed silent and continued eyeing Adaia until she was scared to look back at her. Adaia looked back at Hawkeye and gave her an even more hostile look, and scooted next to Hadriel.
"Adaia, you're coming with us," Hadriel sat up, throwing his ice pack from his crotch.
"You're using me for bait?!" Adaia felt a scary tingle in her legs.
"No. You can fight, right? You beat everyone in the encampment yesterday.."
"Yeah, but.."
"You're under my protection," Hadriel pressed his index finger against her lips. He was about to kiss her, but he saw the rest of his team watching him.
"You mean, OUR protection." Ayaka jumped in. "You're not the only one who cares about her, hun. We know how you luuuuuuuuuve her," Ayaka joked.
Hadriel only gave her the finger and rolled his eyes. "What do we do now?"
"Well, for starters, you must clear the mobs around the encampment."
"Well, let's get to it..." Hadriel stopped to see Adaia run off to her house. "Oh-kayy, where'd she go?"
"Who knows and who cares?" Hawkeye snapped.
"I do." Hadriel shunned her.
A minute later, Adaia walked back where Hadriel and his team were...in a different outfit. She wore a brown leather catsuit with a low V-neck to her belly button, leaving a heavy cleavage of her perfectly shaped medium-large round breasts. The catsuit was cut to her upper thighs, leaving the rest of her well shaped legs covered in above-the-knee black boots. Around her neck was a spiked collar, so sharp, it would hurt your eyes trying to see the pointy end. She also had spiked cuffs on her wrists along with fingerless gloves.
"That looks SOOOOOOOOOOOOO cute!" Ayaka complimented as her eyes widened. "And it suits you too...Dammit! I wish I had such a busty body like yours! You get to wear all the 'busty girl' gear.. I'm mad!" She pouted playfully.
"It's my fighting gear. Gotta problem!?"
"No," Hadriel leered into Adaia's cleavage. "Ayaka's the jealous one.."
"Of course you don't have a problem," Silvermoon laughed. "You're 'looking' at her."
"You can look, but you can't touch, hun," Adaia shunned as she left Hadriel drooling over her.
As soon as they stepped in the Blood Moor, already a mob of corrrupt rogues the size of a territory circled around the six. Hawkeye's eyes turned fury red and tried to whack her staff at Adaia. While Hadriel, Ayaka, Marshall, and Silvermoon were fighting them off, Adaia and Hawkeye...were duking it out on an isolated spot away from the mob.
"Hawkeye!" Adaia shouted. "What are you doing?!" She broke her staff by smashing it on Adaia's spiked bracelet. "What's wrong with you?!"
"Hawkeye's a demoness!" A child voice shouted behind her. "Kill her!"
Adaia didn't have time to find out who said that. It was kill or be killed. She fiercely blocked Hawkeye's swift kicks to her face. Another roundhouse kick swirled toward her face was gashed by her bracelet. Adaia slashed and stabbed away as Hawkeye stood back a few steps to make a death ray to punch a hole in her body. Red and black light swirled into a huge ball of light in her palm. She pushed it away, and made a violent blast.
Adaia gasped. This was the end of her. She felt something shoot through her stomach, throwing her on the ground.
"AAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" She screamed her last scream.
She hit the ground with a thump, shutting her eyes rushing her death.
Or was she?
Adaia opened her eyes to see a cloaked child in a bubble deflecting Hawkeye's death ray, blasting holes in her body, making a violent, bloody explosion. As the child turned, it was a little girl. She was more like a twelve year old; with two long pigtails, a cute face with two large anime-like eyes, a small nose and mouth. She wore a hunter's hat like Robin Hood's, with her little body covered in a cloak.
"What the fuckin' hell were you thinking?!" Adaia screamed furiously at her. She was two seconds close to strangling her.
"Hawkeye's a demoness! She was in your team to make bait out of you so she can give you to Diablo!" The child explained.
"How did you know that?!" Adaia's voice toned down.
"Why else would Hawkeye give you mean glares and be prejudice toward you?" The child asked. "I've been watching you guys very closely. Hmmph, look at her skin. Does that explain anything?" She pointed to Hawkeye's rotting body. Her skin was green and scaly. There were horns on her elbows and forearms. Adaia wasn't surprised that she was a demoness; her bitchy acts toward her were obvious.
"I'm not shocked."
"I know. Let me introduce myself. I'm Floria, Witch of the Demon Hunters. I've been trying to get Hadriel to join the team for years...He thinks I'm too nieve..."
"Aren't you a little too young to be a Demon Hunter?" Adaia questioned. "Aren't you too young to be anything at all?"
"Let me explain.."Floria pleaded. "I was working for the Dark Wanderer when he killed Diablo. Since my will was too strong against his spirit, he took him. When he tried to make me Diablo, he only cursed me to be in a child's body. I'm twenty, but I'm in a twelve year old body." And if you still don't believe it.." She pulled out a crystal and pure sapphire Demon Hunter badge of a blade. "That's the only way I can prove that I'm twenty and a Demon Hunter."
"Hmmm..." Adaia examined it. "It even says when you got it and who gave it to you. Phyllis Angeldust..1377 B.C. Then you were born in 1357..."
"Uh-huh!" Floria exclaimed.
"Right...let's find the others..."
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*Back at the bonfire*
"Whoa," Chauncie ate a brown marshmallow burned from the fire. "This Demon Hunter seems cool..." She put two more on a stick and continued burning them. "I wish I could be a Demon Hunter."
"And you sure can," Cain encouraged her. "You kids can be anything you want when you grow up."
"My dad has a Chris Tucker voice.." Tommy said, dazed in the fire. "That's so awesome. I wonder why doesn't sound like him now.. He even wore cornrows too.."
"This sounds more like romance," Wallis said. "Ah heck. I like how Uncle Hadriel gets all the girls. I don't get it. No matter how old he gets, he still gets girls..He's twenty-eight and he still has trails of girls after him. I couldn't imagine if he was married.."
"Hmmm..." Cain stroke his beard. He sighed. "That's our Hadriel. He is a handsome looking young man I must say.."
"I heard the Wrestler still wears that outfit," Lillita exclaimed. "If only she would lend it to me..."
Cain chuckled. "Lillita, you're so funny. She may not give it to you until you're around nineteen."
"I wished they made something like that too," Kimmie chimed in. "I LOOOOOOOOOOVE fashion.."
"But I would have the original one," Lillita stuck her tongue out.
Cain laughed away as he continued his story..
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Adaia and Floria walked to where her team started off in the Blood Moor. The four were sitting on the bridge in front of the encampment, tired and exhausted. Hadriel took a bottle of water and poured it down his hair and face. Adaia stared into his movements as he cooled away his sweaty chest with water. He shook his head sideways like a dog, and brushed his hair back. He his bottle with twice as the water it could hold and poured down his neck with his head back, moaning at the cool water. He sighed at the good feeling down his torso.
Damn, he looks so good doing that, Adaia said to herself.
"Adaia..You're alright," Hadriel got up to her.
"I know..." Adaia fell into Hadriel's arms; into his cool skin. "I'd have been dead if it wasn't for..." She kissed his muscles making him blush.
"Floria?!" Hadriel said in disgust. "What the hell are you doing here? In a child's body?!"
"You can recognize me?" Floria exclaimed.
"No, really?" Hadriel rolled his eyes. "Why don't you go back to your damn Demon Hunter group?!"
"They're dead."
"Hadriel, please.." Adaia pretended to be exhausted.
"Why can't I join you?!" Floria argued. "I'm just as good as you and everyone else! I don't want to be a child forever! Goddammit, Hadriel, if you were in a child's body like me right about now, you'd be itching to be back in your form too!"
"Floria..."Hadriel was cut off.
"Hadriel..let her in..she can replace Hawkeye.."
"And what happened to her?" Hadriel pulled her away by an inch.
"She was a demoness and tried to kill me...until Floria saved me," Adaia fell again. "Oh Hadriel, I'm so tired..." She moaned.
"Fine, Floria, you can join. After all, you killed Hawkeye before she dragged Adaia to Diablo. As for you..." He took Adaia by the chin and kissed her. "You shouldn't be out here. Who knows? Another mob will come after you.."
"I guess, but I want to go to Lut Gholein, and Kurast, and all the other places out east.." Adaia whined softly.
"We'll take you when we deal with these situations.." Hadriel pressed his finger against her lips again. He lifted her legs and began to carry her. He stared into her clevage again for a while, then walked back to the Rogue Encampment. "Hey, Silvermoon," he looked back. "You're in charge. You know the drill.."
"Yeah...okay.." Silvermoon began to laugh. "What are you doing?"
"What else?! I'm taking her to safety!" Hadriel snapped.
"Yah...to safety.." Silvermoon gestured a humping gesture on a rock, laughing.
"No comment..." Marshall tried to keep from laughing.
"Hadriel and Adaia sitting in a tree...F-U-C-K-I-N-G!" Ayaka sung. "First comes fucking, then comes marriage..."
"SHUT UP!" Hadriel's voice exploded into a warcry.
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Hadriel took laid her on his bed, throwing back his long hair in his way. He sat beside her, cherishing her pretty face. It's a shame she has to go through this, Hadriel thought. We don't even talk and already kissing.. What the fuckin' hell, I like her.
"Hadriel...I don't know if you feel the same way, but we don't even get to know each other, and it's like we're in love...Instantly." Adaia's voice was nice and soft, and not so fierce.
Hadriel wiggled his eyebrows, and passionately kissed her. His tongue was playing with hers again, and this time, much deeper than he'd ever kiss anyone. He broke it to breathe, then went back down. He slithered his tongue zigzagging down Adaia's skin from the deep low V-neck. Adaia protested playfully, as she shut her eyes for Hadriel's satisfying hunger over her body. She gasped as she felt tingles popping her nerves. She began to laugh softly, slowly putting her hands on her open V-neck. "Don't tell anyone." She whispered. She quickly opened it revealing her breasts.
Hadriel's entire face and torso turned blood red. He has seen women flashing him, but never this damn close. He damned sure never seen breasts so perfectly shaped. She closed them playfully, pulling Hadriel on her. 'Damn,' He whispered inaudibly.
"Stay.." Adaia played in Hadriel's hair.
"I can't.." He groaned. "I want to, but I just can't."
"When will you come back?"
"I don't know..But I'll be back. I gotta go.." Hadriel pecked her lip with a tiny bit of tongue.
"Wait.." Adaia grabbed his arm. "Do you feel the same way?"
"As a matter of fact, I do." Hadriel smiled, for the last time before he left for days. But he couldn't say he loved her, for which he didn't...just yet. He just kissed her goodbye, and left the Encampment.
Adaia only blushed and giggled. She couldn't believe what happened to her. She made a big grin of embarassment started laughing. She wrapped herself in Hadriel's sheets and covers, feeling loved all over again.
"That was a good..." Silvermoon grasped his chain watch as he saw Hadriel walk by. "twenty minutes..Did you get what you 'always wanted'?"
"Shut.Up.And.Let's.Go." Hadriel growled. "If.I.Hear.A.Goddamn.Comment.From.Any.Of.You, I'm. Kicking.Your.Asses. Understand?!"
Everyone nodded, trying not to laugh.
"I'm NOT playing!"
"Hadriel's got a girlfriend..." Floria sung.
"GODDAMMIT!" Hadriel chased Floria all over the bloody, dead demon covered Blood Moor.
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This is probably the most suckiest chapter I've ever written. I hope my story doesn't become a lemon. I intended it to have ONLY nudity, and not sex. Two different things dummies! But it was long, wasn't it? At least it wasn't as short and cruddy, and the plot didn't go as fast...I'm trying to write this as soon as I possibly can so I can write my sequel, Diablo Poo Z!