Demonic Touch Part 2
Donny awoke with massive grogginess, completely unaware of last night's activities. He pulled himself away from the softness of his pillow and greeted his laptop nearby. He picked up his most prized possession and immediately checked his email. Nothing but spam as usual. He plopped the computer aside and climbed off the bed, intending to have breakfast.
Just a normal typical day...
He entered the kitchen, finding his brother Raphael already seated at the table; a bowl of half-eaten cereal resting before him and a rolled up newspaper in one of his hands. Donny didn't give him much more than a simple "Good morning," and opened the fridge for a hearty glass of milk. He didn't realize that Raph had been staring at him and went about with pouring his drink.
Raphael watched his brother carefully, waiting to see what he would do this morning in regards to last night.
Don brought the glass to his lips and once the milk touched the back of his throat, he felt the sudden urge to vomit. He coughed and sputtered the milk all over the floor. He stumbled to his knees, stomach tying itself in knots. He then remembered that he was sick. Once he regained composure he climbed to his feet and balanced himself against the sink, wondering what the hell was going on.
Raph didn't budge from his chair. He saw all that he needed to confirm and got up from his chair to get a mop out of the broom closet. He prepared a swiffer cloth to soak up the remnants of the milk and finally said...
"Enjoy your meal last night bro?"
"Huh?" Don questioned, "What're you talking about?"
"I don't know, maybe the run ya had last night and your stopping for somethin' to eat on the way home."
Don felt as though his brother was teasing him, "I don't have a clue what..."
"Oh I think ya do," Raph interrupted and he walked over to the table to pick up the crumpled newspaper. He tossed it to Don, "Check out the second page," he said and waited patiently for Don to flip it open.
Don unrolled the paper and opened it to the headliners on page two.
Business mogul found dead at age thirty-one by means of mutilation.
A picture of a woman with dark black hair and blue eyes graced the page. Don read on...
The woman, known as Angelina DeLunne was discovered by one of the maids of the Five Star Alliance hotel. The police were contacted within minutes and arrived on the scene. Miss DeLunne was pronounced dead at 7:21 a.m. and a criminal investigation has been issued. A twenty thousand dollar reward is offered for any information leading to the murderer's arrest. She is survived by her younger brother Max DeLunne and her aunt Clarisse Souza who will be both make funeral arrangements and attend to Miss Delunne' s estate. A public funeral will be held Monday at 8 a.m. at the Bialystoker synagogue. The family requests any donations in Angelina's name please be sent to Saint Jude's Pediatric Research fund to continue her legacy in finding cures for children stricken with cancers.
Donny's eye jotted back and forth between the photo of the woman and the name 'Angelina' and suddenly a timeline of events flashed through his mind.
The hotel...
The woman wearing the business suit...
The blood soaked sheets...
Soft cries of pleasure...
The overload of memories struck Don, like a bat to a baseball and he dropped the newspaper. His hands were sweating and body shook, "R...aph...I...what did I...how could..."
"Why did ya do it?" Raph questioned, his arms crossing and he now carried a stern look upon his face.
"I didn't..."
"Ya did do it! I saw ya last night! Leavin' the balcony door propped open was ya first mistake bro! Ya got any more excuses?" Raph shouted.
"I need to figure this out. Raph I can't tell the others! It's too risky having you know about this!"
"Well, I plan to tell the others whether ya want me to or not. They have a right to know! You are too dangerous to be left alone now!" Raph growled, "So I strongly suggest ya figure out a way to remove your little 'curse' before ya go killin' someone else!"
Don watched as his brother stormed off and panicked. What should he do? He couldn't let Raph tell Leo and Mikey, at least not until he found a cure for himself. As Raphael turned a corner, heading for the dojo, Don suddenly felt the urge to protect himself and he took off after Raph.
Raphael was close to the dojo, where Mikey and Leo waited inside for practice. He was about to reach for the sliding panel door when he was suddenly gripped by the shoulder and spun around. Next thing he knew, he was on the floor with Don sitting above him.
"What the fuck Don!" Raph growled and he attempted to punch his brother in the face but his hand was caught within Donny's. This wasn't typical for the brainiac, who rarely ever started fights. Raph peered up into his brother's eyes...but this was not his brother. The turtle above wore an intense grimace upon his face, like he'd gone off the deep end. Those eyes bore into Raphael.
"Get off..." Raph demanded but his brother didn't comply. With all of his might, he tried to throw Don off but his hands were both grasped tightly.
A new found strength enveloped Don and he pushed his brothers arms down to his sides and he slid his knees upwards to pin the offending hands to the cement floor. Donny's hands were now free to do as they wished and he cupped Raphael's face and forced his brother to turn his head to one side. Raphael started shouting for Leo and Mike, but Don quickly covered his mouth with one hand as the other held his head still.
Don spotted the thick muscle covered jugular and quickly plunged his face into Raphael's neck, breaking the skin with his teeth and drinking several mouthfuls of the genetically altered blood. It was different than the woman from last night. Raphael carried a spicier flavor.
Raph struggled against the strength of his brother, but he felt like he was trapped under a tank. Where did all this power come from? He could also feel his brothers clamped jaws sucking on his throat and he somehow felt...utterly repulsed. He needed to stop him!
Don growled as he swallowed another mouthful and relished in the energizing feel. Every time he fed, his body grew stronger...but somehow his subconscious would always butt in and scream at him. He tried to force it down, but it prevailed and finally Don realized what he was doing. He was killing his brother...
Raph's eyes were starting to roll around in his head, the weakness of blood loss affecting him. Eventually he would pass out.
In a panic, Don allowed his subconscious to drag him away from the thirst for blood and he released Raph's throat. His brother was very still but still breathing. Frightened that he almost killed Raph, Don slid off him and quickly checked his neck for a strong pulse. There was one, but it was very weak.
"Donny...what...did ya...do to me?" Raph muttered, barely a whisper.
The shame and guilt set heavily on Don's shoulders and he assisted poor Raph by slinging one of his arms around the weak turtle's waist while placing Raph's arm over his shoulders. He took the brunt of Raph's weight, escorting the near dead turtle to his bedroom.
He placed Raph into his hammock and did what he could to clean off the now drying blood on his brother's throat. Don lay a blanket over Raph, "I'm so sorry Raph...I didn't mean..." he stammered and dropped his face into his hands.
He needed to find a cure and soon. For each passing day that went by, Don found himself succumbing to his inner demons more and more. He knew Raph would be all right and decided he needed to come up with an excuse to tell the others. It would be a simple temporary solution.
Don jogged to the dojo and slid open the screen, receiving a greeting from his brothers.
"Hey Don, feeling better today?" Leo asked. He had Mikey in a headlock.
"Yeah bro, how's it goin'? You don't look so crappy anymore!" Mikey said, his face half squashed in Leo's grasp.
"Uh, thanks Mikey..." Don replied. He scratched his head, slightly nervous and hoping his brothers wouldn't pick up on it, "So we are sparring I assume?"
"As soon as Raph gets here," Leo said, "It's surprising, he's usually the first to arrive on sparring day. Have either of you seen him around?"
"Last I knew he was eating breakfast," Mike said.
"Yeah...well..." Don started.
"What is it bro?" Leo asked gently.
"I think Raph caught whatever I had the last few days. I saw him in the kitchen but he only ate part of his breakfast. He stumbled around a little and I offered to help him into bed but you know how proud he is," Don lied.
"Maybe I should check on him," Leo said.
"No...no really he's okay. He'll be out of commission for a few days like I was."
The conversation ended there and the three brothers began their lesson...all the while poor Raph lay alone in his room. The poor turtle was suffering; his skin on fire and limbs feeling very heavy. Oh how he wanted to kill Don for doing this to him. His blood was boiling, both from pain and the urge to strangle his brother to a pulp. His mind raced trying to push past all the torture...so this is entirely what Don felt while he was sick.
The lesson went on for more than an hour. Leo and Mikey were both on the floor panting, each having had a turn sparring with Donny. Neither of them could beat him.
"Geez bro...did you swallow a bottle of steroids?" Mike asked.
"Um..."
Leo climbed to his feet, "That was great Don, you kicked our asses today."
"Heh...thanks," Don replied, trying to avoid taking the conversation any further. He knew he had the unfair advantage against his brothers and wanted to cut out early to continue researching his and Raphael's ailments. "I'm tired guys...I'll just go take a break for a couple of hours and check on Raph later so you don't have to expose yourselves."
"Alright, we'll check back with you later," Leo said as he and Mikey rolled onto their shells to catch their breath.
Donny left the dojo and rushed straight for his room and grabbed his computer. He spent hours looking for anything and everything related to his condition and safely could rule out the vampire theory. Very few of his symptoms matched the lore.
"Well if it's not vampirism, what is it then?" Don asked himself. Annoyed by his lack of progress, Don groaned and closed the lid of his laptop. He placed it on the nightstand and decided it was time to check on Raphael...
Leo and Mikey were busy in the lair, challenging each other to a round of video games, which Mikey excelled at destroying Leo every time. Don snuck passed his brothers and to Raph's room. He gently knocked on the door, but there was no response. He gently pushed open the door and peeked inside, only to find the hammock empty. Don rushed into the room, "Raph?"
He didn't need to look far...
A chuckle echoed in the room and Don looked in the direction of the laugh. Raphael was seated high up on one of the pipelines, a wide grin plastered across his face.
"Raph? You okay?" Don asked, watching his older brother leap down from the pipe and land softly on the concrete.
"Heh...I ain't felt this good in ages..." Raph replied. His voice was deepened and he spoke very slowly.
"Listen bro, I just want to let you that I'm so sorry for putting you in this predicament. I didn't want any of you guys finding out until I found a cure. Can you forgive me?"
Raph didn't respond, but looked as though he were in a daze.
"Raph?" Don tapped his brother on the shoulder, "You in there?" and he watched as Raph slowly closed his eyes and took in a deep breath.
"I'm...hungry..." Raph uttered, no longer looking at his brother and he moved towards his bedroom door.
"Where are you going?" Don questioned and he followed his brother.
"Out."
"Wait, wait! Raph, don't! I already made the mistake of caving in to my desires, don't let it do the same to you!"
But Raph didn't listen and Don soon found himself chasing Raph out into the lair. Raph slipped past Leo and Mikey easily, but they anticipated it almost nightly since Raph was the vigilante type. Plus Don was close behind...and he did draw Leo's attention.
"Going out bro? Sure it's a good idea after getting over that flu?" Leo asked.
Don stopped in his tracks and quickly made up a story, "Raph and I are going to look for parts for my laptop, it's internal hard drive is damaged."
"Okay, make sure you wear gloves this time!" Leo called as Don rushed out the entrance.
Upon reaching topside, Don scrambled through the alleyway looking for Raph. He found the nearest fire escape and climbed to the rooftops, locating Raph a few buildings away. Don sped after his brother, hoping he wouldn't do anything rash.
Raph leapt from rooftop to rooftop, taking pleasure with every step. It appeared that his agility had increased and he never felt fatigued like he used to. Perhaps Donny gave him a blessing and maybe he should be embracing it...or someone...
He couldn't put his finger on it, but he felt a sudden urge to isolate a victim and enjoy them...
Wait, did he just think of humans as victims? Raph cringed, thinking he'd lost his mind for a moment. That little demon sitting on his shoulder was whispering in his ear...why was he listening?
Raph stopped on a restaurant rooftop and slid down the side of the building, using pipelines and windowsills to keep balanced. He peeked into the windows, looking at the different humans. There were mostly men and women, all dressed in evening clothes. The women looked nice...but did not meet his standards. None of them had that erotic flavor he was looking for. He climbed back up and continued forward until he reached a private community just out in the suburbs. Here the humans would be asleep, at least most of them. He sifted through the houses, peeking into windows. Some humans were watching late night television. Others were reading or tucking their children into bed. He paused when he saw a two story, dimly lit brick home. An old 1987 Chevy Nova sat out in the driveway. Raph drifted through the shadows and peered into one of the windows. Inside, he saw a couple of girls laughing while watching a movie. They must have been college students, because there were textbooks strewn about the floor and University paraphernalia layered the walls.
They were watching a chick flick, something with Gerard Butler in it. One of the girls in particular was swooning over him every time he appeared onscreen.
"Oh he's so frickin' amazing..." she'd said.
"Renee, we know..." another said.
"He had a killer ass in 300," said another.
Renee jumped off the couch, "Oh I know! I was drooling so badly during the whole sex scene! Awe man I'd kill for just one night with him!" she cried and reached for the dvd player to hit the power button. "Anyways, movie's over guys and I have a test tomorrow morning so I gotta go to bed."
The two friends got off the couch and stretched before grabbing their backpacks and purses, "Movie night next week, same time?" one asked.
"If I'm not working, sure. I may do some overtime to get rent paid a little early," Renee said and she popped the dvd back into its case and tossed it on the coffee table. She then escorted her friends to the door.
Raphael stayed within the bushes near the house, waiting for the two girls to pile into the Chevy. The car pulled out from the driveway and disappeared around the corner. Then the lights in the house were slowly turning off, one by one except for the upstairs. Raph climbed the drainage piping along the side of the house to the second story.
"Raph!"
Startled, Raph looked down from his position on the pipe and saw Don below.
"What are you doing?" Don called.
"Gettin' a better look..." Raph replied.
"Wait, wait, don't!" Don said, not allowing himself to shout too loudly for fear of drawing attention.
Raph ignored his brother and reached the first story rooftop and found the nearest window. He heard his brother climbing up the pipe, but paid him no attention as he glanced into a window. Don joined him moments later.
"Don't let your emotions take over!" Don whispered harshly.
"Oh ya mean like yours did when ya killed that girl?" Raph retorted and his attention returned to the window.
Don was taken aback. Raph was right, he had no right to criticize after killing that businesswoman. He kept his mouth shut and also began glancing into the window, hoping for the best.
It was obviously a bathroom they saw. An antique lace curtain didn't block the view too much and they were able to see a porcelain white bathtub, which was being filled with water. Then a girl came into view...it was Renee again and she was wrapped in a bathrobe with her dark hair tied up in a high bun. When the tub was full, she sat on the edge and picked up a package of lavender salts and poured them into the water. She stirred the water with her fingertips, making sure the salts dissolved and stood up once again. The belt of the robe was untied and Renee slipped it off...
Nothing was worn underneath and the turtles had the perfect view of her delicious curves. Her carmel brown skin was flawless and supple, begging to be touched and kissed. She climbed into the bath and lowered herself until the tops of her breasts and above remained in sight. She leaned against an inflatable pillow and relaxed as the warm water soaked her flesh. The lavender scent filled the bathroom and she breathed in a fair amount.
Raph watched as the girl's chest rose out of the water, exposing her peaking nipples. The cool air kissed the tips as she breathed deeply and they sunk below the surface again when she released. She shut her eyes and started to doze. It was unbearable and Raph removed one of sais and propped it under the sill, intending to force open the window.
"Raph..." Don started but there wasn't much he could say. He had to admit that the girl was having an affect on him too. In fact the situation was far too tempting and he felt the familiar sensation of wanton rising to the occasion just like the previous night.
With ease, the weapon slid under the wood and Raph pried it upwards, careful not to rouse the girl's suspicions. The interior lock broke, oh well. He replaced his sai and slipped one leg inside and squeezed through the opening. Lavender immediately filled his nostrils as he approached the tub. He could see her clearly now...every contour...
Her eyes remained shut and the water surrounding her was calm unless she carelessly moved her limbs. Her head was tilted and neck entirely exposed to him. Raph knelt down next to the tub and gazed at the vulnerable flesh. His subconscious slipped away as he closed in, tongue dangling out of his mouth and a pair of newly obtained razor sharp teeth lined both upper and lower jaw.
From the window, Don watched helplessly, fighting against his own demons, as Raph used his influence to 'capture' the girl.
Teeth were dangerously close to Renee's neck and Raph eagerly moved in for the plunge...
Renee's eyes shot open and she was greeted with the reddened eyes of a demon. She screamed at the top of her lungs and struggled against the frightening intruder.
Instead of panicking, Raph smiled, thoroughly enjoying this. He had no idea what came over him, but he liked seeing her fear emerge to the surface. He grew excited and grasped her by the shoulders, picking her clear up out of the water. His powerful arms wrapped around her waist, holding her arms tightly against her body so she couldn't attempt to beat on him.
Don shuddered, feeling his own instinct of the 'predator' arriving for the occasion and he slipped in through the window. All rational thoughts were gone and he joined Raph, assisting to carry the girl into another room. They carried her dripping wet body into a bedroom; obviously hers upon seeing photographs of her and assorted humans littering the dresser. Don clasped a hand over her mouth as Raph dropped her on the bed, still holding those pesky arms down. The crying girl kicked her legs out, trying to hit them but sorely missed. Don climbed onto the bed and sat down on her legs, pinning them. He then leaned forward and glimpsed into the girl's frightened eyes.
Her tears were streaming down her cheeks and she couldn't do anything to block out the terrifying monsters.
Suddenly Don remembered what he'd done previously...or what he thought he'd done unknowingly the previous night. It was a good time to try using it again and this time he would use a new tactic. His face relaxed as he spoke to her gently...
"No pain...no fear..."
Don realized that he actually wasn't talking to her...but speaking to her indirectly by means of telepathy. He repeated the same words over and over until he felt her body slacken.
Renee's eyes grew dark, as if some other being was invading her body. She now stare up at Donatello, tranquil...at peace...detached from this world. He climbed off of her. It was now safe for him to remove his hand from her mouth and this gave Raph the okay to release her arms.
Both turtles were lost to obsession and hunger and embraced the girl. She wasn't as lifeless as a doll, but allowed them to touch her and nip at her skin. Raph propped her up and slid in behind her, his teeth grazing along her shoulder and upper back, while his hands were busy roaming long her front, squeezing and caressing her breasts. Don was kneeling back on his haunches, watching as his brother had his way with the girl. The familiar erotic sensation returned to his loins as he saw her heaving chest crushed under Raphael's hands. He couldn't remain this way for long...he would have to feed to quell the hungry demons within.
The girl moaned and barely uttered, "Ger...ard..." She was having a fantasy. This was the utmost proof he needed that he could perform hypnosis. The scientist in him wondered if Raph was capable as well but was pushed aside as his demonic personality overlapped his normal one. He saw one of Raph's hands wander down over the girl's belly and delve into her clenched thighs. It appeared that some part of her was still fighting to regain control. Don grinned slightly as she struggled against his brother. Her face was flushed and her hands were digging into the sheets. Suddenly she gasped and Don could see that Raph drove his teeth into the back of her left shoulder.
Blood slid down the corners of Raph's mouth as he swallowed mouthfuls of her life force, but not enough to kill her. She squirmed in his lap and groaned.
Don looked down at her thighs, still fused together, giving Raph a very difficult time accessing her lower body. To move things along, Don gripped her legs and forced them apart. His fingers pressed hard enough to leave bruises and he saw Raph's hand slide to her junction; index finger invading her delicate petals.
It was impossible to ignore the aching plea from his groin and Raph adjusted his position to allow his erection to escape from its confines. It pressed against her back, rubbing along her smooth skin. He never let go of her shoulder. The goal was to grow drunk off her and what better way to do this than to drain her completely. The blood flow was too slow...and he knew a way of speeding it up. He removed his finger from her core, ravishing in the heated fluid that now coat it.
Raph didn't hesitate and he lifted the girl up high enough to adjust his position. He didn't care if Don was able to see his exposed length. He only wanted to fulfill his sexual appetite. Now laying on his shell, he propped the girl on her back as well so that her boiling hot folds touched his length and he hastily shoved her upon it. His hands roamed all over her chest and belly while his lips wandered to a new place on her body; just to the top of her shoulder. He bit down harshly, causing her to cry out.
Don's cheeks burned with redness as he watched Raph impale this woman sexually. Was this the experience he had last night? It was...because he found his own member standing, ready for a little action of its own. Don gripped himself, sending his hand flying up and down his shaft and leaning forward until his face met with the girl's lower belly. He nibbled and licked at her skin as he masturbated.
Gasps and cries were tossed around as Raph continued to pound into her. Blood seeped all over his plastron, dying it a bright scarlet. Still, he wanted more.
Unable to keep his desire in check, Don made the trek downwards until he was within sight of her delectable womanhood. Her cavern was full, compliments of Raphael's length and he saw the appendage slide in and out of her. Since that part of her was busy, he focused on the swollen pearl waiting two inches above and claimed that part of her with his tongue. He licked, sucked, and kissed, careful to avoid contact with his brother. Don could hear her screams of pleasure as he tortured her. Her legs almost closed on his head but Raph gripped onto one her thighs while Don had the other and kept them apart. After several minutes of toying with her clitoris, Don wanted to torment her further, but also needed to quench his thirst for blood. In a bold move, he opened his mouth as wide as it would let him and he sunk his teeth into her skin two inches above her ailing jewel. While his tongue continued its rapturous game on her clit, he was able to drink his fill at the same time.
She was growing weaker and weaker by the minute...
He couldn't help himself anymore, so Don released his teeth and climbed up her body. The three of them now resembled a sandwich. It didn't matter how he felt about Raph already having claimed her. Don knew it would be an extremely tight fit, but he managed to slide his length into her as well. Luckily Raph was too far gone to really care and both turtles moved against the girl, her once spacious canal now invaded by two. She cried out at first, the stretching almost being too much, but grew quiet moments later. Don picked a spot on the opposite side of her neck and sunk his teeth in.
With Don now pushing against her from the top, his plastron rubbed against her groin, sending white hot heat up her spine.
When her orgasm neared, the guys seemed to sense it and increased their pace. They were rewarded with an eruption of blood in their mouths when her orgasm struck. Her body grew limp and her breaths were almost nonexistent. Raph bit down harshly, tearing part of her skin on her shoulder as he came. The pressure building inside Don exploded moments later and he nearly choked on her essence as his body injected her with his seed.
Tired yet satisfied, Don slid out of Renee first and Raph followed immediately after. Raph gently rolled over onto his side, laying her against a pillow. She was unmoving...
"Awe fuck...what the hell did we do?" Raph demanded.
With extreme guilt, Don said, "We murdered a woman..."
"Why didn't we stop ourselves?" Raph shouted.
"We couldn't..."
"Why?"
"Because we weren't ourselves Raph! We're no match for a supernatural force!" Don cried.
"Well then we betta' get a cure fast! I don't wanna be responsible for destroyin' half the city's female population!"
"I'm trying to find a cure. All I have to work off of is century-old lore and fiction. I'm not used to that!"
Raph sighed, "So what we do with her?" he pointed to the dead woman.
"We wrap her in a blanket and leave her here. What else can we do? Her classmates will wonder where she is tomorrow and find her. My next goal is to go to the public library and see if there's any information on our unique situation."
"Fine, ya go there and I'll clean up this girl and meet ya at home," Raph said.
Don nodded and quickly took off to the bathroom. He was irritated with himself. It seemed the longer he remained a supernatural being, the less and less guilty he felt for every kill he made. He hated it...
Raphael remained behind and did what he could to make the poor girl look comfortable. Her face was peaceful, but Raph felt as though she was pointing a finger at his back. After putting a lavender nightgown on her, he picked up one of her hands and gently brushed his lips on it, giving her a soft kiss, "I'm so sorry..." he muttered and bowed his head. He then took off, heading for home and hoping Donny would return home with good news.
The library was very dark and Don had to be careful not to get the attention of night security. He broke in through a window, easily snapping the lock as he pushed up the sill. He roamed through the darkness until he found a section marked: Mythology and New Age. There were so many books to choose from and he yanked down a couple. This would have to do for now and he could always come back for more if need be.
End Part 2
To be continued...