Demonic Touch Part 4
The trip home was deathly silent...
They never told Leo or Mike what happened...at least not until the following evening.
All the activities of the previous night were nearly forgotten until it was broadcast on the news. Mikey was busy playing on his computer and Leo was planted a few feet in front of the television. Ashamed, Don and Raph remained on the couch, each averting their eyes from Leo.
It was clear that Leo was angry with them, though he knew they couldn't help what they'd done, "We need to find that demon quick. You two are becoming too much to handle," he said.
Don nodded and rubbed one hand over his face, doing everything he could to avoid Leo's gaze.
Growing tired of his brother's disappointed stare, Raph pulled himself up from the couch and marched into the kitchen. He plopped himself down at the table. A cold beer sounded so good, but he wasn't in the mood to be puking his brains out. Its been days since he's eaten or drank anything normal. His appetite was completely shut down, at least until it was time to feed. He picked up a pen which lay nearby and began rolling it between his fingers. He could hear Leo lecturing poor Don and it would only be a matter of time before he would come into the kitchen to do the same.
How could they have mistaken a plain human for the succubus so easily?
Raph tossed the pen down and leaned back in his chair, continuing to listen to Leo's ramblings. He heard something along the lines of 'We have to keep you confined to your room...' and he immediately thought there was no way Leo and Mike were keeping him under lock and key. He needed to get out and find that witch before he and Don completely lost their minds. Next thing he knew, Don was escorted to his room. He and Leo both passed through the kitchen and up to the second level where the lab and Don's room were located. Don didn't show much resistance as he knew it was for the good of his brothers and the women of the city. It was likely that Don would be doing more research during his confinement.
Irritated Raph slammed his fist down on the table. Leo and Mikey wouldn't be able to find the witch alone and they would risk getting bitten themselves if they did. His temper was beginning to flare and he wanted so desperately to throw something. He could hear Leo' gentle footsteps coming back down the stairs, letting Raph know that he was about to receive a talking-to. However Raph wouldn't let Leo lock him up, not while all the shit was happening and he dashed out of the kitchen and straight through the living room, bypassing Mikey. He flew out of the lair with haste and found the nearest manhole cover.
Leo entered the kitchen, expecting to see Raphael moping or fidgeting with a sai, but the demon turtle was missing.
"Raph?" Leo called as he wandered into the living room, "Raph? Where'd you go?" He peered around and then focused on Mikey, "Hey Mikey, you see Raph go anywhere?"
Mikey removed his headphones, "What was that bro?"
"You see Raph?" Leo repeated.
"He was in the kitchen last I knew," Mikey said.
"Well he's not there now."
Mikey placed his headphones down and slid his chair back, "Did he go upstairs with you?"
"No, I only took Don up. I was going to talk with Raph before doing the same." Leo grew worried. He knew Raph wouldn't sit still for long, "Help me search the lair. If Raph is missing then we have a huge problem..."
Above on street level, Raph lurked in the shadows, looking for any leads on the succubus. However the chances of finding her was slim to none. He watched the humans pass by, all chatting about their activities and hauling shopping bags. Raph saw many women...any one of them could be the wretch. Oh how badly he wanted to grab one and...no! He couldn't think that way! He turned away from the streets, facing the brick walls of the alleyway. If he could not see the humans, perhaps he wouldn't consider...
But it didn't help...
There was a unique scent floating through the air. He could smell the women's pheromones. Odd, he never had this ability before. It must have recently developed.
It didn't matter at this point and he turned back around and was greeted with the sight of a group of women. One stood out in particular, a dark brunette girl with super pale skin and blue eyes. She wore baggy jeans and a camouflage tank top. Her arms were laced in tattoos and jewelry and she wore three or four necklaces. Her makeup was not very heavy, but she appeared to look dead...how appropriate. Her scent was the strongest and most attractive out of the group.
As he studied the girl, Raph's mentality was slipping into the dark realm. He could feel his member growing tight inside his shell and his mouth hung open, saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth. His eyes were glazing over and pupils dilating until they were nothing more than deep black pools.
He waited patiently and followed the women until they went their separate ways. He tailed the brunette throughout the city, careful to stay on the rooftops until they reached an apartment complex. The girl walked through the neighborhood, stopping at the building labeled 'G' and began rummaging through her purse, searching for a set of keys. He could hear the light jingle of her opening the door and she stepped inside. Raph easily glided down the drain pipes to the women's apartment and peeked into the window. She had tossed her purse on the dining room table and was now digging through her fridge.
She grabbed a diet soda and popped open the tab before drinking in down in nearly one gulp. She dropped the can in the recycling bin and ran her fingers through her hair, removing any bobby pins and clips and casually tossed them on the table near her purse. Next she slipped up her tank top, exposing her black sports bra. It was obvious she worked out judging by her ripped abs and shapely arms. She had more of a tomboyish figure, but still nice to look at none the less. Her jeans were removed next and she was wearing...boxer shorts? Well some women weren't the standard girly-girl type.
It was very late and the girl padded through the apartment to her bathroom to get ready for bed by the looks of it. While she was brushing her teeth, Raph located another window, one leading into her bedroom and he was able to force the sill up, busting the lock. He moved quickly, roaming around her bed and the various dumbbells laying about until he found her closet. Cautiously he pulled open the door and slid inside to wait for her to return. It took every ounce of his willpower to not rush into the bathroom and just take her now. For some unusual reasoning, he wanted to play with this one...
The girl didn't realize that someone had broken into her apartment and went about her business of washing away her makeup for the day and brushing her teeth. Satisfied she switched off the bathroom light and strolled back into her bedroom. She yanked down the comforter and sheets before undressing herself completely.
Raph was glad to see that some women actually cared about their health and physique. This girl wasn't buff, but trim and youthful.
Right before climbing into bed, the girl grabbed a notebook lying on her nightstand and opened it, revealing a pen inside and a page with charts and numbers all over it.
"Let's see, two miles today. Tomorrow I'll hit the pool with the girls and then it's the gym again for training with personal trainer..." she'd said and her voice drifted off as she spout out more plans.
Raph listened to her as she made plans and he grew anxious. Seriously this girl could talk forever. She rattled on and on about fitness and her job. She reminded him of a combination of Leo and Don. Both brothers liked to plan and keep schedules...which drove him crazy. Nearly thirty minutes went by and his patience wore thin. She was still moving that damn pen. He wasn't gonna wait anymore and punched the wall.
The girl jumped nearly a mile and she dropped her notebook, "What the hell?" she cried. She let go of her pen and slid off her bed, "Probably the damn clothes rack again. I shouldn't have let my brother hang it and did it myself..." she groaned.
Raph crouched down in the corner of the closet, where he wouldn't be visible right away and waited for her to set foot in the closet.
She grasped the door handle and pulled, the partially opened door swung the rest of the way, tapping gently against the wall. She didn't bother with the light and her eyes fixated on the rack to her left. To her it looked fine, but she stepped in anyways to get a closer glimpse. She touched the wooden pole keeping all her clothes up and wiggled it gently, "Okay...so it's not busted. What the hell was that noise?" She glanced around the closet quickly and was about to return to her bed but something caught her eye...and she froze in place.
A pair of frightening red eyes peered back at her in the darkness. Her legs wouldn't budge and her palms grew sweaty. She felt like she had just completed a thousand workouts as her limbs turned to jello. The eyes rose and enlarged as they slowly drew closer. She screamed at herself to move away and her feet finally shuffled away, allowing her to back up. She wound up hitting her nightstand and knocking over the lamp. The shade popped off as the lamp struck the hardwood floor and the bulb shattered when it struck. The room filled with darkness and she could not see well. It would be several minutes until her eyes adjusted. All she saw now were the red orbs floating in the blackness.
Raph grinned as he watched the girl continuously back away from him. He could see her clear as day and allowed his eyes to roam all over her body. He was deciding on which erogenous zones to lick and bite...where the most blood would spill. The girl stumbled over a dumbbell and fell to the floor which made him chuckle.
"G...get away!" she shouted.
But Raph burst out laughing, his usual voice disguised with a metallic and deadly overtone. He briefly closed his eyes and sighed, relishing in the fearful aura given off by the girl. However he was interrupted when something hard and metal struck him in the shoulder. He nearly fell over from the sheer force of the object. His eyes popped open again and he saw the girl holding a gym bar, one she used in doorways for assorted pull ups. She brought the bar towards him again in a quick swing but missed. Raph dodged the bar easily but she intended to keep coming at him.
"Feisty..." he growled, clearly loving every moment of this. He got his hands on a fighter and he intended to play with her until she tired. He ducked underneath another swing of the bar while continuing to laugh. He purposely let this drag on...it was a good time teasing her.
She was in tears now, terrified that this monster was able to avoid her swings. It was time to run...
As hard as she could, she threw the bar at the demon and ran past it to her living room. She grabbed a blanket and her purse and flew out her front door. Hastily she wrapped herself and dug through her purse mid-run for her cellphone.
Raph pursued her, grinning and tormenting her with, "One, two...Freddy's comin' for you..." and so forth. He was enjoying it a little too much. She screamed a few times, but because loud noises and people shouting was the norm in New York, nobody answered her cries for help. He saw that she'd retrieved a cell phone from her bag and decided that this is where the fun would end. He leapt in the air and slammed down on top of her, knocking her to the ground. The cell was ripped out of her hand and smashed on the pavement to ensure she couldn't get help. The girl kicked and struggled beneath him, but this only served to entangle her up in the blanket. Raph took advantage of this and scooped her up, tightening the blanket around her and jogging to the nearest building. He slung her over his shoulder and began climbing up the drain pipe until he reached the rooftop.
Next thing the girl knew, she was dropped to the hard cement and a knee settled in her back, pushing her into the rooftop.
Raph slipped off his bandana and he quickly placed it around the girl's mouth. He wrapped it around a few times to muffle her screams. Next he removed his belt, tossing his weapons aside and fumbled the blanket off of her. Her limbs started to flail around but he caught her arms and forcefully outstretched them over her head. He tied them tight, likely cutting off circulation to her hands, but left enough of the belt hanging. He then scooped her up again and brought her next to the guardrail of the roof. Below there was a balcony just a feet from where they stood. He dropped her over the side, still holding his end of the belt until her feet barely touched the rough surface. He then tied the belt to the guardrail before leaping down himself.
The girl dangled there, crying and whimpering as the demon drew closer to her. She tried her hardest to keep her dignity by tightly closing her legs and turning her body slightly so her breasts were partially out of view, but the demon cupped her face and turned her to face him once again. He squeezed her cheeks roughly and tilted her head up, exposing the delicate flesh of her neck. His other hand settled on her hip and slowly roamed up her side.
In a last show of defiance, the girl brought up her feet and kicked outwards towards him. The demon caught her legs...
"Wanna play rough? Sure..." Raph growled and he yanked her legs apart to step in closer. His plastron now rubbed against her groin and he brought his muzzle close to her nose to where they were touching, "Are ya a screamer? Let's find out..." he uttered.
She sniffled and tried to bring her legs together again but that ungodly strength of Raph's held fast. His muzzle brushed against her cloth-covered lips and he pressed his mouth against them as he listened to her soft cries. One hand released a leg and traveled to her thigh. His other tugged her right leg up so she was nearly in a full split. Her flexible body was a godsend and he draped her leg over his shoulder, keeping his fingers securely around her knee. His wandering hand slid closer to her center and her body started squirming.
His finger briefly touched the soft flesh surrounding her folds and then gently dipped into the warm petals, swirling them in every direction until he could feel a seeping wetness trickle down his finger. He smirked at her, but she averted her eyes, utter humiliation setting in. His finger sunk in even further until he felt the softness of her canal. He pushed heavily on her insides, scraping his fingernail against the pillowy surface as she tried to wrench her leg from his grasp. She groaned and winced each time she felt the jagged digit invade her.
Not able to keep his craving in check any longer, Raph held her leg tightly as he knelt down and ran his tongue delicately over her belly. He selected a spot two inches below her belly button and pierced the skin with his teeth. He swallowed several mouthfuls of the delectable blood, savoring every drop...
The girl cried, tears steadily flowing down her cheeks as she was being drained. She grew dizzy and limbs heavy.
Raph detached from her belly, able to tell she wouldn't be able to resist as much and he crouched down even further until he was face to face with her intimates. After pushing her thighs further apart, Raph shoved his tongue deep into her raging hot crevice, tormenting her. Blood dripped from her belly wound and mixed with her feminine juices. To him, it was a delicacy and he drank greedily. The warm fluid slathered all over his jaw. The more he swallowed, the further he fell into his demonic state. His former self now lost to him...
She cringed when she felt his tongue slide very far up into her...as if it had grown.
Raph appeared to notice too and he withdrew slightly, to see he now adopted several inches of length. He chuckled and pushed his tongue back inside as far as it would go and he traced it along the contouring walls, tickling and caressing her.
His show of mercy calmed her slightly. With him no longer being so rough, she felt she may have a chance for survival.
For several minutes he suckled against her womanhood before pulling away. Evidence of his arousal had already snuck out of his shell and made itself visible. Raph grasped himself and rubbed up and down his aching length, strengthening its firmness. The roughness of his palm excited him and he was nearly drooling at the thought of her soft interior encircling him. He groaned when a rush of electricity roamed up his spine and he stood up, letting her leg fall from his shoulder. He moved in close to where his nose touched her cheek. Her tears leaked onto his face and slid down to his plastron, but he had no sympathy. Raph then grabbed her hips and lifted them, lining her up with his groin. He forcefully pulled her onto him, causing her to shudder. The warmth of her body was welcoming and he started to thrust in and out, gliding along her wet folds. His mouth dove for her neck and he bit down on her trembling flesh, stealing more of her life force.
"Please...stop..." she begged.
But her words fell on deaf ears...
Raph increased his pace and the intensity of his suckling. It caused bruises to form around her wounds. Her whimpers were near nonexistent at this point and she no longer moved as much. Within moments, an orgasm ripped through him and his lustful hunger for blood intensified...
She was close to death and Raph held her tightly until he felt a heavy strike on the back of his head. His teeth ripped from the girl's flesh and he fell to the cement. Seconds later, he felt a heavy weight on top of him and someone pinning his arms down.
"Secure him!" someone shouted.
"I got him!" cried another.
Raph growled and fought back against his attacker. He never even recognized the one he wrestled with...
"Leo! Hurry up with the darts!" Mikey called out.
Leonardo was holding a small pistol carrying tranquilizer darts and he aimed for his crazed brother.
Three darts pierced Raphael's thigh and the concoction spread through his body quickly. Mikey felt his older brother grow limp and he gently lay him down. Then both he and Leo approached the heavily bleeding girl. Leo tilted her head to the side and pressed two fingers to her neck while Mikey retrieved the blanket dangling from above.
"Mike, find a phone and call for help. She's still alive," Leo said urgently and he brought out a sword to cut her bindings.
Mikey caught the girl and wrapped the blanket around her before leaping from the roof to find a pay phone.
The poor girl babbled a little bit. She was drifting in and out of consciousness. Leo saw the horrific wounds inflicted by Raph, "Oh Raph...what have you done..." He sighed heavily as he gently lay the girl against a wall and removed the bandana from her mouth. He tucked this into his belt.
Mikey returned minutes later and notified Leo that the police were on their way. The two of them gathered Raph, his gear, and weapons and hightailed it towards the city in search of a manhole. Sirens blared moments after they reached the outskirts of the apartment complex.
Donatello greeted the three of them as they arrived home but noticed that Raph looked beat up and his gear was off, "What happened?"
"We barely found him in time to rescue a lady from certain death," Leo said.
"He attacked another one?"
"Yeah...and did other assorted activities with her." Leo was clearly uncomfortable talking about the situation, "We gotta keep Raph under sedation from now on. He's falling too far out of control. Mikey, can you put Raph in his room?"
"We can't. He needs to be with me when I locate the succubus so we can both kill her," Don said abruptly, watching Mikey carry Raph upstairs.
"Don he's a danger to everyone around him, including me and Mikey. My only question is, why is Raph having a harder time dealing with this than you are?"
Don thought for a moment, "It probably has to do with his subconscious or mentality. I've always dealt with situations with a level head. Raph hasn't. He's more emotional than I and the demonic force is likely having an easier time tainting him. However, I fear that I'll be heading down that road eventually. Every hour that passes by I feel the demon creeping up on me..."
"Woah, you're freaking me out bro!" Mikey cried as he returned to the living room, "You're starting to sound like a monster from my comic books!"
Don raised his hand to say something to Mike but he paused when he noticed that Mikey jumped and backed away. It was understandable. Mikey didn't want to get bitten, "I'm sorry Mike...I didn't mean to bring this upon us."
"Yeah...I know," Mike uttered.
The three of them stood in silence momentarily. The aura was dark with uncertainty and none of them knew how to handle Raph at this point.
Breaking the silence, "So...have you found any new leads Don?" Leo asked.
"No. I'm starting to get frustrated. There aren't any police reports regarding the supernatural. They'd be risking their jobs handing in reports like that."
"What about any civilians from the resort we visited? Anything there?"
"Hmm, well the night Raph and I killed that woman, we were among several humans. So it's hard to remember."
"Did you talk to anyone?" Leo questioned.
Don scratched his temple, "The police, hotel staff...and um...wait..." he stopped mid-sentence.
"What is it?" Leo crossed his arms, waiting patiently.
"Raph and I were in a lounge with the resort staff and guests. We sat down at the bar and talked to the bartender. I ended up watching a woman nearby we mistakenly killed for half the night. I was so certain she was the one when I smelt the blood."
"You smelled blood?"
"Yes, I caught a scent wafting around the lounge and then the woman to my right appeared to be smiling at me so Raph and I took her up to her room...well you know the rest."
"So the scent didn't necessarily come from that blonde woman. It probably came from someone else in that room. Was there anyone else near you?" Leo asked.
"Just the bartender, but she didn't strike me as a succubus."
"We should investigate her anyways, it could be who you'd least expect it to be. We'll check into it tomorrow night. Right now we need to get Raph under control."
Don nodded and began to feel slightly tipsy. He placed his palm on a wall to steady himself.
"You okay bro?" Mikey asked.
"No...I think my body is starting to crave its next meal..." Don admitted and he began having waves of warm travel throughout his body, "I have to quench it before it gets stronger."
"There's got to be something we can do to stop it," Leo said.
"I have one idea, but I can't guarantee it effectiveness."
Twenty minutes later, Don had Leo seated in his lab with a needle in his arm and a tube connected to a vile. Breaking a heavy sweat, Don remained stable enough to withdraw a pint of blood from Leo and followed up by doing the same to Mikey.
"Will this hold you over until we can hit a bank?" Leo asked.
"I hope so..." Don replied as he sealed off one bag of blood and he guzzled down the other.
Leo cringed as he watched his brother down the bag in less than a minute.
"It helped, but I don't know for how long," Don said, "I'll save the other bag for later so I can time how long I have between cravings."
End Part 4
To be continued...