AN: Well I have some news for everyone, due to my fall out with my beta I'm putting this story on hiatus and within the next couple of weeks I might delete the story the choice hasn't been made yet. However still i'm going to update DBS and look forwards to a new story form me if or when I delete this. As well as I wont be taking any new betas so for those that message me i'm sorry i'm not taking any Beta's too much drama and i don't do well working around others work schedules.
Disclaimer= I do not own Mai Hime
Warnings= futanari Shiz/Nat demon/ vampire references.
Thoughts
The lighting was dim, and the atmosphere bleak against the stark contrast of red and black walls. We all looked around to notice thirteen doors surrounding us, equal to the number of new girls, including myself. At the end of the hall, a silver door faced us which appeared to be an elevator. I curiously wondered how deep this sorority house went underground, especially considering the massive size of the doors which were akin to service elevators in hospitals. If I had to bet, I'd wager that all thirteen of us could easily fit inside of it. A couple of girls hung around at the end of the hall. Their curious gaze felt heavy upon us all. Their fangs sent shivers down my spine, their expressions hungry and amused. One of the doors was haphazardly left open, revealing a girl inside who appeared to be at the peak of orgasm, moaning and entangled within the arms of three women feeding from her. Mai turned around to address us, a smile still spread across her bubbly face, and I contemplated just how on earth she could keep up her smiling amidst the scenery around us.
"Ladies, welcome to the Bunker. It consists of two floors. In total there are-"
"Thirty-six rooms, with a ceremony room on an additional third floor," piped up a mousy-looking girl at the back, cutting Mai off and finishing her statement. Her brown hair was pulled up into pigtails and she straightened her glasses after finishing her sentence with a slight bow forward. She looked like the type of girl one might seek out for help with the higher academics of university life. She was soft spoken and appeared to be the type of girl who would balk at her own shadow. Yet considering her forwardness in the situation, perhaps it was just how she was, and not necessarily a reflection of timid nature. A number of us appeared to be confused by her knowledge of the Bunker, as she seemed to be the only one of us who had any information about where we were.
"That is correct Miya-Chan, although I wouldn't expect any less from the daughter of the ruler of the Southern Lands. How are your father and mother?" Mai asked.
To my dismay, it sounded as if Miya's father held some authoritative position, perhaps even in the underworld, just like Shizuru. Who was Miya, then? I thought of a certain blonde-haired woman and felt the heat rise in my face as I scowled. Perhaps I could turn to Miya for answers, instead of Shizuru from here on out, if I could warm up to her and become her friend. Settling my thoughts upon this notion, I felt both a mixture of hope and disappointment at the thought of consulting with someone else, thereby avoiding Shizuru entirely.
"T-They're fine. I'm sorry I interrupted," she squeaked. Yep, definitely like a mouse.
We turned our attention back to Mai for further instruction, but whatever she was about to say was abruptly cut off by another girl moaning loudly from behind one of the doors in the hall. Mai giggled.
"Well, it seems like one of our members is enjoying some of the benefits that we have to offer," she affirmed with a wink.
"What benefits are those?" asked another girl from the group.
Nao rolled her eyes and sighed as she leaned against the wall.
"Look, it's real fuckin' simple," she snapped, "If you open your ears, human, some of us take you as a princess. We feed off of you and we fuck you." Yeah, tactfulness was clearly her strong point.
Mai cleared her throat. Not a single one among us avoided turning scarlet.
"Nao, you are scaring them." Mai's smile nearly cracked. "It is true, as we have told you, that each of you have a choice as to whether or not to proceed. No one is forcing you into anything, and that includes sex. It is just that, during feeding, it heightens the pleasure and makes it into a more enjoyable experience. However, Nao will run that by you in the morning. As for tonight, you will be sworn in."
"W-What!" I broke in, "I thought you said this was an introduction!"
I was the only one that spoke up out of the group, feeling that I had been lied to this entire time.
"Tch, yeah well, it fucking was! That's why I asked if you wanted to leave. If you'd left, it would have been like 'Bye! There's your fucking introduction!' We operate differently. Remember that shit, Kuga," Nao spat.
Was there anything this woman said that didn't contain choice, four letter words? It was almost too easy to wind her up. I stared her down and folded my arms.
"Yeah, I fucking got it," I mocked.
"Now children, let's stop with the arguing. Follow me, please," Mai interjected.
We both decided to call a truce to our banter as we glared and squinted at each other before stubbornly looking away. We were led down another hall, perpendicular to the one with the doors, and Mai escorted us all into what appeared to be a locker room.
The lockers were of fine wood, different from the metal lockers I was used to, and the benches were rounded and smooth. There were also showers in an adjacent room, connected to the locker room, accompanied by marble countertops, tall mirrors, and dark, andesite tiles. As we explored the room, we all anxiously focused our attention to anything Mai might offer up next, knowing she had all the answers. Even after my meeting with Shizuru, I still felt that I was a long way from discovering all of the answers that I sought. Mai produced a large bag and held it forward as he opened it. We each started at each other with clueless expressions.
"We have now come to the end of our tour. We are within two hours of the induction ceremony. If everyone would please line up, I would like for you to drop your cell phones into the bag. I will then give you a number. After that, please locate the locker with your corresponding number."
There was a mutual drawback or hesitation that hovered over us all upon hearing Mai's words. We were in the age of technology, and this request made us feel uneasy. To ask us to give up our cells phones was to ask us to give up our lifeline to the outside world. There was no turning back from this. Even if I wanted to turn around, after they had my cell phone, I couldn't walk away without getting it back first. As I looked at my cell, I noticed that there was no signal anyway, and assumed the other girls had the same problem.
Nao interjected with her usual cockiness.
"This is still a choice. You still can decide to leave after this. We will give you one more chance. If you want to continue on, we need your cellphone. You will get your phones back in the morning, that we can promise you. Now then, what will it be, ladies?" she tilted her head to the side as she posed the question, a shit-eating grin plastered across her face.
We all got in line, and once more, no one made the choice to leave. All I knew was that I was dying to ask questions of them all, desiring to know just who knew what about this sorority and the hierarchy surrounding it. I wondered if they felt the same way. Was it excitement and wonder keeping them here, or fear and illusion? Were they in on something that I wasn't?
As I progress further up the line, Nao met my gaze as she lit her cigarette.
"Truth time Kuga. Let's see what you're made of, chicken shit," she taunted before taking a long drag and blowing it in my face. It was official: I hated her.
And even if for no other reason than to take my place in this sorority just to spite her and piss her off, I dropped my cell in the bag as I approached it, daring her to say one more word. I would find out my answers, I would use who I needed to, and I would make it known that I was no pushover. My resolve settled into my bones at that moment, and even if it did take the taunting of Nao Yuuki to solidify my decision, I'd take her words and use them as fuel to rise above them.
With that she smiled and took her place at Mai's side.
I took my number from Mai and found my assigned locker.
Nao's voice again rose above the nervous chatter in the room as she addressed us.
"Okay ladies, in each of these lockers you will find a change of clothes. This new wardrobe is a requirement for the ceremony. Each locker is equipped with everything you will need. I want you all to strip bare. I want pussies free of extra hair. They don't have to be bald, just not a wild, fucking tumbleweed. Fingernail polish, eyeliner, makeup, jewelry, and all of that other crap - I want it all gone. If you have tattoos, well we can't do shit about that. You put one what we give you, and that is all. If you put on anything other than the specified clothing, we will kick your ass right the fuck out, and that will be the end of it for you. Leave your clothes in the locker and don't take too much time. You only have two hours. Anything you want to add, Mai?"
"Good luck," said Mai with a cheeky smile and a thumbs up.
"Good luck. You're going to fucking need it."
With that, Mai and Nao left us, slamming the door as they exited and locking it, presumably form the outside with a key. Great, so we were deadbolted in. As I opened my locker, I discovered a white, baby doll negligée with white bra. I recognized it to be from a Victoria's Secret Dream set and through my extensive experience with lingerie, I could tell this was not a cheap set. I looked around and could see all the other girls were already undressing. A blonde-haired girl with a large bust size, clad only in a red bra, changed beside me. Her hair was tied in a high ponytail and her tall, slender form made her look like a model. She seemed irritated as she went about her business before finally speaking up.
"So does anyone want to tell me exactly what the hell we've gotten ourselves into?" she shouted. "What about you, pig tails? You got any answers, since you seem to know what the hell is going on?"
I knew first impressions were important, but I couldn't seem to pinpoint how I felt about her yet. I couldn't tell if she was friend or foe as she towered over the small girl whose name we'd learned was Miya just minutes earlier. Some of the girls were showering and seemed completely comfortable with the nudity surrounding us all. I tried to ignore the arousal which started to surge throughout my body, but it was becoming irrefutable. I reached my hand around to the back of my neck and nervously raked a sweaty palm across my skin as I looked back at my lingerie.
Miya balked under the gaze of the tall blonde hovering above her and backed herself away into a locker.
"So what about it glasses girl, you got an explanation?"
"Hey I don't think intimidating her is going to solve anything," I chimed in, sensing her feeling of complete helplessness.
The girl backed away from Miya and sighed as she looked up to the ceiling, and I could tell that she was actually just as uncertain as we all were. I actually felt a sense of relief upon realizing that I wasn't the only one left in the dark.
"Well, how do you explain what the fuck is going on here Kuga?" she asked, turning her attention toward me.
"I can't explain," I protested.
"Miya I was hoping that you could explain some of this, if you don't mind," I addressed the small girl who jumped as she realized we had all turned our attention to her.
"W-Well, I'm not sure where t-to start."
"For one, you can start by explaining where we truly are," I encouraged with the warmest smile I could manage.
"We are the top level of three underground floors within the compound. It is here that some of the girls do their feeding and sleeping. The floor below us houses more of them and some chamber rooms. Below that is a ceremony room. That is all I know."
"Like shit that's all you know, you twit," cut in the model looking blonde.
I watched as Miya held up her hands as if she feared she would be struck in the face.
"I s-swear that's all I know!"
"Really like hell you know yo-"
"I think that's enough for now, Bridgette."
I traced the voice to an approaching girl with long, reddish hair who had a towel wrapped around her neck. She looked me over and smiled, understanding that the situation needed some cooling before more tension built between blondie and me.
So her name is Bridgette, huh?
"Whatever Aoi, don't act as if you're so high and mighty. You're just as clueless as we are," Bridgette shouted.
"Look, I know that we are all a bit scared by this whole thing, but like they said upstairs, we have every right to leave if we feel too uncomfortable. I believe we were all at least told a little about what they do here before we signed up, right?" I interjected, trying to smooth the situation over.
"That shit doesn't even apply to what I've seen. I was told some shit about them being creatures of the night or something, but I didn't expect to see a girl getting her brains fucked out while being a fucking snack!" Bridgette shouted.
I could tell she was definitely the hothead amongst us, but I still believed that there was a logical answer to everything, including the mind of an angry, confused college girl.
"If you do not want to join, then don't. Simple as that. Nao said we have another chance after this, so whatever these people are, they seem to care a great deal about our wellbeing," Aoi offered.
"So..." she trailed off and looked around at each of us, eyes hopeful, "What exactly are they?"
My body stiffened at the question. I knew the answer but did not want to create a panic. I knew thanks to the information Shizuru supplied earlier, but how would these girls react to the news? I turned to Miya, hoping she would find a way to relay the information so that I wouldn't have to.
"They are vampires…" Miya stated.
"Vampires?! You have got to be fucking kidding me!" Bridgette stormed.
"N-No, I'm not," Miya continued as she adjusted her glasses once more. "According to my step father, there are two types of vampires: nobles and common wealth. Right now we are in a noble's territory. That lady you met down there - Haruka Suzushiro - she is a noble, and she's also the cousin of Shizuru Fujino."
"Wait, Shizuru Fujino, the teacher of that crazy ass, lame paranormal class?" Bridgette roared with exaggerated laughter. At that exact moment, I decided that Bridgette was not my favorite, and for some strange reason felt a sense of possessiveness come over me, as if I was insulted on Shizuru's behalf. Why I should care about what others thought of her was beyond me.
"As I was saying, she's the cousin of Haruka Suzushiro," Miya repeated.
"What makes them so different? Also, are the vampires here nobles as well?" Aoi queried.
"A lot of vampires, like the ones we saw in the rooms down the hall, are only changed by other vampires. However, nobles are pure blooded, their bloodlines reaching back for centuries. The pure blooded vampires are called Knights. They have a code of honor and a higher standard of living.
"What the hell? Are they dangerous? I mean, here we are about to get chomped on! Why can't the government step in and eradicate them?" Bridgette continued to ask questions hysterically.
"Relax, remember they aren't going to just bite us without consent, remember?" I interjected, irritated at how Bridgette kept interrupting Miya. I wanted to hear her talk more, because clearly she knew the answers.
"Kuga is right," Miya affirmed, gesturing in my direction. "No, they aren't dangerous. They are necessary, actually. Also, they own the government, well at least according to my stepfather, and he would know because he is head of the information branch of the government. The only ones that can override everything are the Catholic Church."
"Well, let's fucking call them!"
"It's not that simple. If you told them about your knowledge regarding vampires and the hierarchy, they wouldn't help at all - you may lose your life over it. Is it worth it? They are giving you a chance to leave. They aren't monsters. Sometimes they care about is more than other humans," Miya trailed off and her eyes drifted to the side as she spoke and I watched as she gripped her shirt tightly. There was a pain in her eyes as she explained all of this to us, and none of us dared to ask about her real father, but it was plain to see that there was a story there which involved some deep hurt.
Bridgette's face softened and she let her shoulders relax a little, seemingly letting down her defenses a bit. We all knew there was truth to what Miya had said, because we knew what we'd all seen with our own eyes. She let out a sigh, apparently tired of arguing and letting all of the new information sink in, just as we all were. I personally was happy that Miya stood up for herself and let her feelings be made known.
"Fine, I'll give up and go along with this, but I'm going to speak for everyone on this and I don't care if you agree or not: if there's anything we want to know, we are going to you first, and as freshmen, we are electing you as the representative for us," Bridgette stated matter-of-factly, her finger pointed at Miya as if she had no choice in the matter.
"Now wait a minute. I don't think that's fair to Miya," Aoi broke in.
"N-No its fine Aoi, I'll do it. Besides, it's nice to be able to let you all know about what's going on."
"Okay, if that is how you feel. Now that all of this is settled, I feel at least a tad bit better, though I feel strange without my cell phone."
"Yeah why did they do that? Think they don't want us snapping pictures? Also, what about Mai? Is she a vampire?" I chimed in.
Everyone gathered around in a circle, as all of us wanted to know more about the situation at hand.
"No Mai isn't a vampire. She's a princess, and Nao is a Knight."
"W-What?! How is she a knight?" I cried. "She looks like a regular vampire to me, and an asshole at that!"
Miya took a deep breath.
"It is hard to explain. She is different. According to my father, Nao was a special case. At first, she was thought to be completely human, but her vampire side didn't kick in for some time. You see, feeding vampires not only has benefits on campus, but when we become adults, we can make the decision as to whether or not we feed them and become a vampire. The benefits go way up if you do become one, of course. However, in Nao's case, she started out as a human, then turned into a vampire. My father ran a background check and, as it turns out, Nao's father fed from her mother while her mother was pregnant. So her status as a noble was established and her common wealth status was erased, due to her father's nobility. However, it is forbidden for a noble to mate with a human, but Nao's father's status outweighed that rule."
"S-So what happened to her father?" asked one of the girls. I looked over at her and noticed that her hair was cut short in a bob-like style. Pink stood out in contrast against her front bangs as the rest was black.
"I-I don't know…"
"So does Nao have a princess," I heard myself ask.
"Yes, it's Mai," Miya replied.
"WAH… All of us shouted at the same time. Everyone was shocked.
Nao's brutal and bold nature completely conflicted with Mai's motherly, sweet nature. They were from different worlds and we all knew it. We were all so stunned that we sat in silence just letting that bit of information sink in.
Within an hour, most of the girls were ready to go. A couple of girls looked very at home when it came to their bodies. I still hesitated as I stared at myself in the mirror. Miya felt shy as well as she stared down at the floor, not wanting to look at any of the other girls as she changed clothes, blushing her way through the process. I felt so self-conscious knowing that I was about to show myself to a crowd of mostly naked strangers. It couldn't be helped.
I pulled my clothes off piece by piece, the cold air hitting my breasts and making my vulnerability painfully obvious. I reminded myself of why I was here and why I was doing this. I would find my answers and Haruka Suzushiro was next on my list of Knights that I would interrogate. I'd go through every noble if I had to. If my father was as powerful as they say he was - a Grand Master Templar - then what could have driven him to take his own life? For right now, I was a believer in this newfound world of vampires and Templars, and with the stunt I'd pulled in astral projecting last night, I knew that there were certain things that I could not explain.
As I finished changing and looked around at the nervous yet excited faces, I heard the door open. Nao stood in the opening just beyond the threshold, and several others stood behind her. She wore a red hooded robe that reached the floor and a long centerpiece cloth hung loosely around her hips, accentuated by a gold chain that held it all together. The valley between her breasts was the only portion of skin showing on her as the robe fit snuggly around her shoulders. She looked regal in her attire, like a mix of European and Egyptian fashion.
"I'm assuming that you are all done here? Now line up along your assigned locker," she ordered.
We did as we were told as we watched Nao walk in followed by the other girls whose names we did not know. I assumed that the other girls were human until I saw their fangs. I refused to let them strike fear into me and I hardened my resolve. Nao looked at each girl before nodding her approval to the others.
It wasn't until she got to me that I wanted to cover myself from her gaze. Not because she frightened me, but because she angered me. It was annoying to have her stare me down like a piece of cattle and I hated it. Her gaze was nothing like what I felt under that of Shizuru. I repeated to myself my own reasons for why I was here again, like a song or a mantra. I noted Nao's approval of my clothes and body in the way her facial features changed and her eyes lit up.
"Well, you clean up well Kuga, for a human that is," she smirked.
I chose to say nothing, and it was not as if I could, for Nao was already walking away from me toward the center of the room so that she could address all of the girls. With my focus now re-centered, I looked around and everyone appeared to be just as eager as I was to see what transpired next. We all had an idea of what to expect, and we had Miya to thank for that.
"Now it's nice to see that you ladies clean up nicely," Nao restated as she walked over to me once more. She bent down until she was eye level with my newly shaven mound before flicking her eyes up at me and resuming her speech.
"Very nicely..." she grinned, baring fangs.
I wanted to punch her lights out. She was at the perfect height for me to have easily given her a knee to the face. I knew humiliating me was part of her game, but I couldn't help feeling that there was something more than a game. Perhaps she'd heard us talking about her and was exacting revenge for the conversation we'd all had in the locker room.
She took her place back in the center of the room and all the other robed girls pulled up their hoods.
"Now that we've gotten past the initial phase of inception, I'm going to say again one final time: whoever wishes to leave can leave. Any takers?"
I looked around at the girls, particularly Bridgette, and everyone else seemed to have solidified their decisions as well. No looks of uncertainly were on display this time. I knew that we all must have had our own sets of reasons for being there, and something told me that none of our stories were simple. I felt in my heart that any normal girls would have tucked tail and ran, and yet there we all were, waiting for the next step. And somehow throughout those last moments in the locker room as I listened to Nao talk, my mind drifted back to a certain blonde-haired, crimson-eyed Knight whose absence tonight had not gone unnoticed. I wondered where she was.
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