6. Secrets revealed.

When James finally got himself upstairs Rachel had already found the kitchen and was eating straight from the refrigerator. She didn't seem to care what she ate, she just ate.
James stared at the woman, who didn't seem to notice him. How could she when just yesterday she had lost the majority of her blood, and now she had an opportunity to fill herself with energy once again.

James walked towards her. "Quite an appetite for a girl you have"
Rachel stopped her eating but didn't turn around to face him. "One more word and you'll find just how much pain this girl can make you feel."
As her head was in the fridge, she couldn't see James's face, but after about 5 seconds she heard his dry voice answer back. "I'll be in the living room."
Then she heard his steps moving away from her as he walked away.

Rachel waited for the steps to disappear and when they did she stepped back from the fridge and turned towards the door. 'Am I being unfair to him?' She looked at the door from witch James had just walked away.
'He did save me from that fiend… Then again I probably could have saved myself if… No never. I'll never do that'
She walked towards the door. 'I'll rather die than do that… again.'

She walked through the house looking for James, and as she did she noticed just how big his house was. 'Quite a nice house he has', she thought. 'Then again this probably isn't his… as the city is empty of people he could've just come here and claim this… or any house for himself.'
She walked around a corner while being lost in thought and was greeted with a frozen picture of herself, in a television.

"Now you have eaten" Rachel turned her gaze from the TV and saw James sitting in a sofa, staring at the picture in his TV. "And now it's time for you to do some explaining"
Rachel remained still for a bit, while looking at the picture of herself. She was holding her massive Warhammer in her hands and appeared to be waiting for something. The picture itself was a bit blurry, as it was probably shot from a distance.
"Why are you showing me this" She walked past James in his sofa and went to stand in front of the television. "Answer me!"

James pressed a button on his remote and Rachel heard a sound behind her. She turned around and saw herself slaughtering fiends. Wielding the Warhammer as if it was nothing.
Slowly she walked backwards from the TV while watching it. In it a giant fiend appeared behind her and then the picture froze.
"Do you remember what happened next?"
Rachel turned to see James watching her, but before she could answer he pressed the play again. Rachel turned to see the TV.

The giant fiend punched her in the back with incredible force, and Rachel saw herself flying towards a concrete wall with such velocity that she pounced back from it after she had hit it. She dropped to the ground seemingly unconscious. "Yeas. I remember this… this was almost a year ago"
She was quickly surrounded by fiends and then just as quickly she started to scream from pain as the fiends assaulted her.
Rachel watched the footage her eyes noticeably widened. "…So that is what it looked like from the outside"
She was squirming in the ground helplessly for a while, but then one fiend jumped onto her stomach and then sat on her waist. It bent its head back and screamed (along with Rachel), and then it started to torture the helpless woman by gripping her by her large breasts. Hard. And trying to crush them. Her scream was indescribable.

As Rachel watched the footage she unconsciously placed her right hand on her left breast. "Why must they always do that to me?"

Suddenly the whole screen filled with red, there was a massive explosion. Rachel stared at the screen knowing what comes next.
What came next when the light vanished was Rachel. Standing. Surrounded by dead fiends. She yelled; "Why must you always do that to me!"
Then the picture stopped.

Rachel stared at the screen for a while and just then noticed that she had been gripping her own breast. She removed her hand from it and turned to face James. "Why did you show me that"
James stood up. "I think the better question is: What was that?"
"I answered that many times on my DOA-interviews. You know that…."
James raised the remote again causing Rachel to stop her talking, and then pressed the play button. Rachel turned towards the TV.

This time she was in the main DOA ring. Lying on her back. With a girl she recognized as Marie Rose sitting on her waist, a bit like the fiend had done in the previous video. The girl raised her right hand and then punched the heavily wounded fiend huntress at her left breast while laughing at her misery.
"The mighty Rachel defeated by small Marie" Another punch, this time to the right breast. "You know just because I'm smaller than you doesn't mean that I'd lose" Another punch. "Let this be a lesson of that."

As each punch buried themselves into one of the two largest naturally grown breasts in the world the crowd and Rachel screamed hard, but for two different reasons. Rachel screamed to ease her own agony and the crowd for excitement because of her screams and agony.
After about 10 more punches Marie placed both of her hands on the breasts she had just pommeled "As my fans like to watch me tearing your boobies to bits I'll do this to further please them."
Rachel tried to speak, but couldn't due to her pain. Then Marie squeezed.
Rachel screamed even harder than before and the crowd jumped up and down because of it.
"What's the matter" Marie laughed. "Can't even speak anymore". She tightened her grip and watched as tears formed in the eyes of the woman she was torturing. "Holy shit you're crying. This really is…"

Then there was a bright flash of red light. Just like before in the previous video. And as it disappeared Rachel was standing and Marie was lying in the ground. Rachel stood still looking at Marie, who didn't seem to move. The crowd was silent.
Slowly Rachel raised both of her hands in front of her face and then she dropped to her knees. Apparently she was crying. Then the footage stopped.

Rachel looked at the screen and wiped a tear away from her eye. "I'm sorry". She placed her hand on the frozen picture of unconscious Marie. "I'm so sorry".
"So…" she heard James speak behind her. "Care to explain what that was."
Rachel sighed and turned to see him. "As I said in the interviews… which you didn't show. I can use magic"
James raised his eyebrow. "Magic? Like the enchantment you have on your… suit?" Rachel nodded.
"Don't lie to me."
Rachel took a few steps towards James "Why is this so important! There are fiends in the streets. I have been unconscious for god knows how long. And then there is this Angel."
"Yeas we are getting to her"
"Her? …This angel is a she?"
James stood up and looked her in the eyes. "Yeas she is, but before I give you my answers you must answer me: What. Was. That"
Rachel looked him in the eyes. 'I really don't want to talk about this… but I need answers and this James does seem like my best bet to get some.' She sighed. "Fine… I'm. I'm a half fiend"
James was noticeably surprised. "A fiend? You?"
Rachel grabbed his throat. "Not fully didn't you listen!" She looked him in the eyes and then released her grip allowing James to stagger away from her.
Rachel turned away from him and walked towards a chair in the corner. "Now you listen to me and be quiet". She sat down and raised her left leg on top of her right one.

"I am a human… well. Mostly. I'm suffering from a blood curse that is slowly turning me into a fiend and if I use my fiend powers that curse will worsen"
James stared at her. "That first video was taken almost a year ago… So why am I talking to a girl, not a fiend"
Rachel sighed. "Because if I don't use my powers... and more importantly don't let hate drive my actions. The curse will remain in my control… And even without using my powers I'm still one of the strongest humans alive."
"And yet you lost to a little girl. Who humiliated you in front of thousands of people."
Rachel stood up from her chair. "Didn't you listen. If I let hate drive my actions I will turn into a fiend."
James raised his eyebrow "So…"
Rachel was again visibly angered. "So maybe I would rather be humiliated in front of thousands than fight a little girl!"
"So why did you?"
Rachel's face whitened. "Because… she used my biggest weakness to torture me."
James glanced at her breasts, Rachel noticed this and said: "How would you feel if I chose to kick you in the balls… for twenty fucking times."
James's eyes shifted from looking at her chest to looking at nothing. "Yeah… I see what you mean."

Rachel sat down again. "I constantly live at a razors edge. I have great power, but I hate the fact that I do."
James composed himself again. "Why?"
"I had a sister once… She thought she could control her curse… so she used her powers…"
"And?"
"She's dead."
"Oh…"

For a while after that they both remained silent, didn't say a word. Until James spoke again. "I work for angel".
Rachel stopped rubbing her hands together and looked at James. "You work for her?"
"Well… I guess I don't anymore. As I saved you."
Rachel stared at him. "What do you mean?"
"I didn't really have a choice in the first place. It was either serve her or die."
Rachel stood up and looked at James in the eyes. "Who is she? What's her plan?"
James looked away from her. "I don't know about her plans… But I do know that she must be stopped."
Rachel walked right in front of James and looked him in the eyes. "Why?"
James looked down at her. "Because she commands the fiends somehow"

Rachel staggered back. "She commands… Is she a human?"
"From the outside yeas."
As Rachel understood her eyes widened. "Just like me."
James scraped his chin "This blood curse you speak of… it pretty much confirms my theory."
Rachel closed her eyes. "She has learned to become a fiend, but still remain human."
James nodded. "That makes her an impossible foe to fight against."
Rachel walked in front of James. "Not for me she isn't… she has chosen to live the life of a fiend… And it is my duty to hunt her down."

James nodded. "So it is… And I'll help you with that."
Rachel grabbed him by his neck and pulled him at her eye level. After a moment of fear in James's eyes she gave him a quick kiss at his lips. "Thank you."