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Darkwings stared at the same door he had when he was five. With his brothers at his side the door's ominous glow seemed to dim as they approached it. He pushed the door open and the three walked into Purgatory. Darkwings felt like he was walking in a dream. The shattered windows, fires, and people all looked like they had before, if not more grotesque. They walked down the street past the junk yard and the many liquor and drug stores that lined the street. Every store that Darkwings saw sold the same items, he felt like he was walking around in a Scooby-Doo episode where the same scene was repeated over and over again. It depressed him that all there was to buy on this street was liquor to drown the people's sorrows and drugs to help them heal the wounds so they could go on living their miserable existences. He couldn't wait to burn this whole street down and start anew.
Out of the corner of his eye Tsujido saw a fight going on. He pointed and said,
"Check it out; those guys are getting the crap kicked out of them." Darkwings followed Tsu's finger to the scene. Six men were stomping on two men on the ground. Darkwings didn't particularly care that the two men were being beaten and chose to ignore it, until he looked closer to see the six men each were wearing black jackets with red crosses on them.
"The fight doesn't seem fair to me." said Darkwings as he started walking to the men. Judas, knowing his brother didn't care about the men being beaten, was curious to why he was interested in the scene and followed him.
Darkwings could hear the men in jackets taunting the men on the ground as they continued to kick at them. "Fucking queens!" one shouted. "Goddamn queers!"
"What have you guys got there?" Darkwings asked strolling up to them. One of the men in black jackets turned around and answered,
"We're teaching these pervs here that what they are doing is wrong. Fuck off unless you want to learn with them!"
"Just one more question" said Darkwings. "Are all of you members of those Saints I have heard so much about?" Another man turned around and answered sounding irritated,
"Yeah, now what do you want?" Darkwings shrugged and slowly reached around his back to put a hand on his gun. He asked all of the men,
"You know what that means right?" The six men stopped their assault and turned to look at Darkwings.
"What does it mean?" asked one wearing a headband.
"It means you guys are really unlucky." he answered pulling his gun out and shooting one of them in the face, sending his lifeless corpse tumbling back into another guy. Judas and Tsujido took this as their cue and pulled out their guns and shot one each. Three of them now stood silent and motionless.
"Thanks for your help" said one of the men who was just on the ground. "It's good to know some people support us." The muscular men themselves towered over Darkwings by a foot.
"I don't really care what you guys do. I just wanted to kill these assholes, you guys got lucky." Darkwings turned to Judas and asked him, "How many men does it take to deliver a message?" Judas grinned his sadistic grin and answered,
"One" knowing what Darkwings had in mind. Darkwings bent down and took a gun off of one of the dead men and handed it to the beaten men. He then turned his attention to the three surviving Saints and said to them,
"I have a message for your leader. Tell him that death is on its way for him and that it will be delivered by the ghost of someone he killed long ago. I will let fate decide which of you will live to deliver this message. Stick out your hands." The Saints did as they were told and held out their hands. Darkwings slowly reached out his hand and touched each of their hands numerically chanting,
"My mother and your mother were out hanging clothes, my mother punched your mother in the nose, what color blood came out?" he pointed to the Saint in the middle, who answered,
"Red?" Darkwings spelled out R-E-D on their hands and the Saint that had the letter D was shot by Judas.
"Ok" said Darkwings getting bored. "Now is the tricky part. What is the number I am thinking of between one and two?" he asked the same Saint he had before. He was visibly sweating when he said,
"ummm….. Two?" BANG! Went Darkwings's gun leaving the other saint dead on the ground.
"That is correct!" shouted Darkwings with amusement. "Now go, deliver my message and while you're at it tell Dyne I will also be taking my robot toy back." The last Saint nodded vigorously and ran off toward the headquarters. Tsujido and Judas had already begun digging through the dead men's pockets to look for money.
"Um…what is this for?" asked the beaten man that Darkwings had given the gun to. Darkwings turned around and simply stated,
"For you to use to protect me. The way I see it, I saved your lives and you need to pay me back for it. So you're my bodyguards." The two men looked at each other and nodded in approval. Shinji dug through the dead Saints' pockets and pulled out another gun and handed it to the other man. "Now what are your names? I can't have a couple a guys around me all the time and not know what to call them." The two men introduced themselves as Danny and Richard. Both were in their early twenties. Danny had shaggy brown hair and an unshaven face. Richard was a year or two younger than Danny and had short blond hair. Both were very muscular it seemed that the six Saints must have surprised them with their attack; Darkwings doubted that the Saints could have beaten them in a fair fight. The grabbed the bodies by the wrists and ankles and lined them up in a row so they could dispose of them later.
"Do you know where these 'Saints' are guys? Where did that guy run off to?" asked Tsujido
"I remember where they are" answered Darkwings. "Follow me" he told his small group.
Darkwings walked down the street down the same twisted curvy road that Dyne had led him down so long ago. People looked on at him with disinterest as he walked down the middle of the street. He turned down the forked road to the street where the brothel still stood. As he walked by out of the corner of his eye there he saw a tall blond woman about nineteen or twenty with smooth shoulder length hair. She was wearing a blue tube top with a matching short skirt that revealed her lean muscular figure. She was on a stairway smoking a cigarette sitting in a way that showed her striped panties.
She made Darkwings blood boil; she had that affect on his brothers for different reasons. She had grown since then but Darkwings's resolve to see her suffer had not changed. They walked past the brothel and moved further down the street until the got to the abandoned building district where the Saints warehouse was. Darkwings turned to Danny and Richard and told them,
"Stay here and yell if anymore of them come towards the warehouse." He turned to Tsujido and Judas and asked them, "Please stay here, bullets won't hurt me like they will you. Wait a minute for me to go in there and let them use their ammo." Tsujido did as he was asked and Judas reluctantly agreed to his plan. Darkwings walked up to the warehouse with the big red S painted on the door and pounded on the door with his fist.
"Come on in man" came a familiar voice. Darkwings took a few steps back and kicked the door down. The metal door fell to the cement floor with a great loud clang. Darkwings walked over the door and into the warehouse. "Welcome buddy" said Dyne greeting him with a kindly smile. He wrapped an arm around Darkwings's shoulders and ushered him in. "Hey Shore! Look who came back to visit!"
"Hey! Welcome back kid! All this time I thought you blew up with Doctor and Nurse all those years ago. Welcome!" Darkwings continued to glare at everyone around him with his pale icy blue eyes. About forty men and a dozen women were around Shore, all members of the Saints. "I got what you wanted my friend, your toy that we have kept for you." Shore said holding his old toy in his hand. It was missing an arm and covered in scratches as if it were a dog's chew toy. "Give it to him" Shore ordered giving Darkwings's old toy to the one who brought him the message. The Saint cautiously approached Darkwings and held out his hand for Darkwings to take his possession. He took the toy and placed it in his jacket pocket.
"Th-There you go." said the Saint stuttering. "We're uh, we're cool now right?" Darkwings's face stayed unchanged like stone when he answered,
"Almost." He reached out and grabbed the Saint's outstretched arm and pulled him close. Darkwings took the Saint's arm by the wrist and pulled his arm right out of its socket. The Saint let out a blood curdling scream and with his only arm held desperately on to the gushing socket trying to stop the bleeding. Darkwings grabbed the Saint's bottom half of his jaw and pulled hard down breaking his jaw wide open. He took the arm he had in his other hand and shoved it halfway down the Saint's throat. The other Saints looked on at their dying comrade as he choked to death on his own limb. None of them said a word,
Darkwings slowly turned his head and looked at Dyne's hand still wrapped around his shoulders and looked back at Dyne. Dyne got the message and removed his arm.
"Hey that's cool guy. He was a pain in the ass anyway. But you! Taking down six guys in one day, and after seeing that just now I know your Saints material. Welcome aboard." Shore said in a pleading tone. Darkwings eyes connected with Shore's. Darkwings could see he was a weak man inside. Sensing his disinterest Shore included "Along with our full protection around the clock your services to the gang will also get you a nice bonus." He motioned for the women around him to go over to Darkwings. All six women came over to him trying to arouse his interest.
They gathered around him grinding their bodies against every inch of him trying to be noticed by this bloody savage. They hugged him close touching his blood dripping hands to their breasts trying to allure him. The women were tempting but Darkwings was in the mood for blood, not ass. He spoke to one dark haired women, who had put her well endowed chest against his, asking,
"Do you have any loved ones?" The woman drew circles in his chest with her finger and answered,
"No sir. But I would be glad to be yours if you gave me the opportunity to prove myself." she said seductive as she licked the blood off his index finger taking it in her mouth for a soft suck.
"No thanks" said Darkwings. "I just wanted to know if anyone was going to miss you." He pulled his hand away from her mouth and grabbed her by the throat hoisting her in the air and snapping her neck. The other women backed away gasping as Darkwings threw their friend's lifeless body at Shore's feet. Shore just nodded his head and pleaded,
"I understand she was old merchandise, but I promise we can get you some fresh girls my friend." Dyne was less understanding screamed,
"Damn it, you asshole! I don't care if you're bulletproof or Chuck Norris or whatever! You just wasted some good ass! Die fucknut!" Dyne pulled out his gun and started shooting at Darkwings's chest. After unloading ten rounds in Darkwings's chest Dyne stopped to see if he finished the job. Darkwings stood there glaring at Dyne with the same intensity as before. The bullet holes leaked thick black blood onto Darkwings's shirt. Darkwings reached out and calmly placed his hands on both sides of Dyne's face. Darkwings raised his thumbs straight up and plunged them deep into Dyne's eyes.
Dyne dropped to his knees screaming his head off as Darkwings dug his thumbs deeper into his head. He grabbed Darkwings's hands desperately trying to pull them out but with little effect. The other Saints watched in horror as blood squirted out of Dyne's head as he begged for mercy, and Darkwings grew a small sadistic smile on his face. Two minutes went by as Dyne's screams died down and he fell to the floor dead from blood loss. The women had run back behind Shore away from Darkwings.
"That is it!" screamed Shore. "Enough of this shit, you had your chance! Smoke him!" he ordered the Saints. All of them pulled out guns and started blasting away at Darkwings. Shot after shot hit him, but Darkwings didn't move a muscle. "Is he down?" Shore asked after he gave the order to stop firing. There Darkwings stood with bullet holes in his chest closing up by themselves. Judas, Tsujido, Danny, and Richard all came into view and walked over to Darkwings.
"You still got it Tsujido?" Judas asked.
"Yep, still have it from when I fished it out of one of Gaston's trunks." answered Tsujido as he pulled out an old grenade. Tsujido pulled the pin out and tossed the grenade at the Saints who had huddled together at seeing Darkwings still standing. The grenade went off with a large flash and loud resonating boom! Shore was blown back against the brick wall while most of his subordinates were blown apart instantly. The foundation shook the remaining Saints to the ground.
Shore was too hurt to move, he tried to crawl to the back door, but Darkwings stepped into his path. Shore looked up at Darkwings and tried to beg for mercy,
"Please… Let me go, I'll give ya anything. You want money? I'll go get it. Drugs? I'll get the best. Women? I'll get every woman in Purgatory to drain your sack! Please!" he began sobbing uncontrollably at Darkwings's feet. Darkwings shook his head and said,
"You know, I have been waiting over eight years for this. Every night I have went to bed dreaming about this exact moment when you would beg for your life. I pictured you groveling on the ground promising me things you could never get me. I have to be honest." Darkwings took in a deep breath and slowly finished, "you didn't disappoint." Darkwings eyes emitted a blaring blue light as he used his powers to lift Shore off the ground and five feet into the air till he was eye level with Darkwings.
Darkwings took some sunglasses out of his pocket and put them on. "Good bye Shore, I'll see you in hell. Don't worry, you won't be lonely waiting for me." He focused on Shore's torso even harder and let his energy fill it up completely. Shore cried out as his body imploded into a million pieces his blood splattering onto Darkwings's glasses.
Only six Saints were left alive, four men and two women. Darkwings approached them with Tsujido, Judas, Danny, and Richard by his side.
"Well, well, how the mighty have fallen on their asses." said Richard.
"Listen up" chimed in Judas. "The Saints are dead, drop those jackets. If you want to live, your joining our family." The now ex-Saints nodded and removed all of their old gang colors.
"What family are we with now?" asked a long haired brunette.
"We are the Crow family." answered Darkwings taking off his jacket and shirt showing the large black crow tattooed across his back.
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An hour later Darkwings, Tsujido, and Judas were at a bar celebrating their first victory. Danny, Richard, and the ex-Saints left for home promising to return the next day at the remains of the Saint's old warehouse. Judas had met some women at the bar and invited them over to drink with them. They introduced themselves as Kimiko and Emi. Kimiko had long straight black hair that reached down to her back while Emi had short black hair that made it down to her chin. They both wore T-shirts and jeans. Tsujido and Emi became engrossed in conversation while Judas and Kimiko made out and occasionally felt each other up. Darkwings sat down slumped in a chair drinking, watching the world slowly spin. After an hour of idle chatter the girls invited them to their home not far away.
Darkwings got up and staggered behind the couples following them. The streets at night in Purgatory looked more grotesque than during the day. Darkwings followed his brothers and their new girlfriends through every twist and turn trying to keep up. They finally stopped at a small studio and went in. The door had a large stethoscope on it and had the name Dr. Kurasano.
He stumbled into the dark studio when he tripped and fell onto something soft. The lights came on suddenly and Darkwingslooked into the eyes of the most enchanting girl he had ever seen (including the women in Gaston's "secret" stash of gentlemen's magazines). She had dark brown eyes, straight black hair down to her shoulders, and light pink pillowy lips.
"Oh look Sayuri got one of her own! Way to go girl!" shouted Kimiko. Darkwings tried to steady himself by planting one hand on the ground but had leaned in the wrong direction and placed a hand squarely on her right breast. The girl let out a surprised gasp when he squeezed it.
"B- cup?" he asked her. His answer was a solid slap across his face which sent him tumbling off her. Her sisters stood by Judas and Tsujido laughing their heads off at the scene in front of them. Darkwings tried to recover from the girl's strike but she slapped harder then most men punch. The girl got on to her feet and glared at Darkwings. He looked up at her from the floor getting a great look from under the silk night gown she had on. She had a pale slender body with smooth creamy skin.
The girl looked down at his face and was about to kick him when she realized where he was looking when she noticed the long scar that ran under his eye.
"Where did you get that scar on your cheek kid?"
"I got it on a staircase when I was little" he answered still dazed from the slap he received and lightheaded from the bloody nose he had from looking up her gown. The girl's eyes shot wide open and she got down on her knees looking him straight in the eye.
"Do you know about a house not far from here that was blown up almost nine years ago? A house where they took organs from children?" Darkwings nodded and answered,
"Yeah I know about it, I blew it up. What of it?" She grabbed Darkwings and started kissing him all over his face.
"Alright sis! We will let you and your boyfriend have your fun while we go upstairs to have ours." said Kimiko leading Judas upstairs with Tsujido and Emi close behind.
"I thought it was you. That scar looked familiar. Your name is Shinji right? Do you remember me at all? My name is Sayuri. You helped me escape before they could brand me. You stopped those monsters before they could hurt any more kids. Thank you." She said to him holding his head tight to her chest. Darkwings was finding it hard to breath but didn't complain while his face was buried deep in her soft cleavage. "Come on" she said pulling him to his feet and leading him to another room. "You can stay here tonight." She pulled him into a white room and plopped him down onto her green sheets.
Darkwings welcomed the soft feel of her sheets against his skin. The alcohol in his system was wearing off and he was becoming more aware of his surroundings. A beautiful girl of about sixteen was slowly slipping off her nightgown right in front of him!
"What's going on" Darkwings drowsily asked.
"I thought we could um…sleep together for tonight Shinji." Sayuri answered slowly slipping each string of her nightgown off her shoulders. She looked at his face to see he had become very annoyed. "What's wrong?"
"First, my name is Darkwings, and second I don't need sex from a girl who thinks she owes it to me." he said. He began to sit up when Sayuri put a hand on his chest pushing him back down.
"Don't think that I'm a woman who has sex just to say thank you." she said to him crossly. "I want to because I would like you to be my first, and if you havn't already, I want to be yours. You have a problem with that?" Darkwings didn't say a word. Sayuri continued to remove her gown, letting it slide over her skin past her stomach till it caught at her hips. With a sexy wiggle of her hips the gown came down around her ankles. She stood before Darkwings wearing only a white satin bra and pale pink cotton panties.
Sayuri leaned over Darkwings, straddling his waist.
(Warning: Lemon Ahead)
"You sure?" asked Darkwings.
"Positive" Sayuri said helping him with his belt. Darkwings slid his pants off and removed his jacket and shirt. Sayuri ran her hands over his chest, his tired muscles flexed at her touch. Darkwings sat up and held her face as he moved in for a kiss. Sayuri relaxed her shoulders and layed on his chest deepening the kiss. Darkwings moved his hands down her back to unhook her bra strap. Judas had told him about this valuable skill and taught it to him using Tsujido as a mannequin. He unclasped the hook and slid off her bra moving one hand to her breasts to feel her cinnamon nipples.
He took on of them into his mouth biting it softly, like he had read in on of Gaston's magazines, which elicited low mews from Sayuri. He grabbing the elastic of her panties and slid them down her long legs. She kicked off her panties and layed on him naked. Darkwings pulled down his shorts and threw them off the bed. He flipped them over, with him now on top. He kissed her again probing the inside of her mouth with his tongue before he kissed a wet trail down till he was between her legs. Judas's advice came to mind again and Darkwings licked her slowly dipping his tongue in her hot moist center.
"Ohhhhhh… Darkwings…" she moaned holding his the back of his head tight against her with her hands. He felt she was moist enough and kissed his way back up to her throat. He picked up his pants and pulled out a condom from his pocket and tore open the package. He had never been advised by Gaston about this sort of thing and didn't quite now how to properly put it on. He slid it on best he could and went back to Sayuri. He looked into her eyes giving her a 'last chance' warning glance. She wrapped her arms around his neck pulling him down closer to her and encircled her legs around his waist. He took in a short breath and pushed forward into her breaking down her virgin wall. He didn't know the average size of a man but when he was younger Judas had pantsed him at a beach and the older ladies had seemed very impressed. Apparently ten inches was a little bit longer than the average man. Sayuri took in a sharp breath and squeezed her legs tight around his waist waiting for the pain to subside.
After about five minutes her body relaxed and she encouraged him to start moving. Darkwings didn't need to be told twice and slowly picked up some speed. The room filled with their sounds of hot panting, bed springs creaked as Darkwings kept thrusting hard. He pulled Sayuri up from the bed so they both sat at a ninety degree angle. He held on tight to her hips as she rolled then around. One of his hands shot up into her hair holding her body steady.
"I…I'm close now." she said in his ear as she ran her hands frantically up his back. Darkwings himself was drawing close and steadied himself for what was coming. He became rougher at this point and starting slamming himself harder into her. Their skin slapped together as they quickened their pace. Both of them felt the pressure building up from each thrust, their breathing became labored as they reached their peek. Sayuri let out a large moan as she felt her body spasm.
"Uhhhhhhhh" she let out leaving little bloody trails as she scratched at his back. Darkwings made a primitive growl as he reached his own peek and bit into Sayuri's shoulder sending her into another mini orgasm. As he let loose his pent up fluids into the condom Sayuri fell back onto the bed taking Darkwings with her. She gave him a heartwarming, appreciative smile and they kissed deeply again for another ten minutes. Needing their sleep Darkwings threw the used condom into a nearby trash can, snuggled up to Sayuri, and pulled the covers over them. Creaking of bed springs and moaning could be heard from upstairs still, he could still hear his brothers and their new lovers going at it when he fell asleep.
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This is my longest chapter yet. Hope you guys were satisfied with how Darkwings finished the Saints. I have many more original characters coming up, I hope you guys liked Danny and Richard because they will become more involved with the story as it goes on. Sorry if you didn't care for my lemon, it was my first one so please cut me some slack. Many more chapters to come along with many more ladies and lemons. Suggestions and reviews welcomed, I have a poll up now too. Thanks.