Chapter 32: Escape!

Hello fans! I have come to realize that I may have been introducing WAY to many characters into the story! So today I've decided that I should stop this and instead return to some of my previous ones. I hope you guys enjoy! Also I'm going back to school so I will be taking long blocks of time off for this. Sorry you guys :(.

Back on Earth the news of CRISPR's success was spreading. Both Humans and Mamono were excited for this new innovation. With this, Mamono couldn't drive Humanity to extinction. Humans from another world had fixed a massive issue that the Demon Lord herself couldn't fix. This was an issue, for this was basically a slap in the face to all Mamono's confidence in their leaders abilities.

The questioning of the Demon Lord began to rise as more and more of the Mamono began to see Earth as a better place for them. A world, away from the Demon Lord. Think about it. The Demon Lord, while speaking for peace, never attempted it. There was no true outreach to the Order to try and make amends. Sure the likelihood of peace was so small it was negligible. However while she spoke for peace she never reined in her children or stopped and punished them for their attacks and invasions. And when she did it was a light slap on the wrist.

Meanwhile on Earth, sure there was war, violence and suffering. But there was no millennia spanning endless conflict. This world was free of magics, pesky gods and monsters. This world also proved that peace was an option that works.

But while many Mamono began to lose confidence. Many others began to grow a genuine concern and disliking of Earth. How dare they that they defy the Demon Lord! Hell even the gods themselves! How dare they try to show her and them as weak and incompetent! And even if CRISPR worked it would still take at least a generation to truly implement. If the Demon Lord acquired enough energy she could change her subjects instantly!

The push to take revenge was growing among the more powerful and violent Mamono. They couldn't let this stand!

Oregon National Guardsman Base

Martha the Lich was meditating.

It had been 10 months since the battle at Medford. Since then she and her remaining allies had been imprisoned here at this base. For months she has been planning to escape and today was the day.

News had reached the base about CRISPR and while her sisters were a mix of happy and angry, she was concerned. In fact this news had accelerated her plans of escape. She was the only one who had the capacity to do so. Her allies were strong yes, but unbearably dull. Most would just throw themselves at the enemy, few had any real planning skills other than looking ahead one or two moves. The primary reason that she lost was because she didn't know much at the time. Now however she knew much.

Today at exactly 3 PM, an agent of the Human group known as the FBI would be arriving to interrogate her. None of her other interrogators had succeeded. So he was being sent in to try. He was her escape plan.

Agent Miller was tired.

After the incident with the Devil Bugs at the prison he was put on paid leave for a week. Afterwards he was put on the forefront of FBI investigations of Mamono. Since then he's seen a lot of strange things on his new cases.

From breaking up a Dark Elf Human trafficking ring to having to deal with an Amazoness domestic abuse case to even a money laundering scheme. Miller was having to deal with his usual list of cases just with an X Files twist.

But today was one of his strangest cases. He had been brought in by the Department of Defense to interrogate their most dangerous prisoner. A Lich by the name of Martha. So far all other attempts of interrogation have failed. So they brought him in, someone who had interacted with Mamono plenty of times. If he couldn't break her nobody could.

Miller walked past several cells. All of which had been upgraded to secure the powerful Mamono held within. Finally he stopped at the cell at the end of the hall. Guarded by a pair of soldiers, the door led to his target.

He stepped inside to reveal the undead bombshell. She stared at him expectantly, as if she was specifically expecting him. He found this odd as there was no way she would have known he was coming. He cautiously proceeded into the cell, all the while she eyed him intently. He sat down and faced.

Across from Martha sat the Human Miller. He was handsome, late thirties and from the smell of him, healthy and able to produce children. Perfect. Martha thought.

He began by asking her simple questions. She almost never answered however, she didn't need to. Her plan was already being set in motion.

Miller quickly began to realize that he wasn't going to get through to her. Every attempt to try to get her to spill even the tiniest amount of information beyond her name proved impossible. Even worse, as the interrogation went on he felt in his gut a feeling of dread. Like something bad was about to happen. Unfortunately for Miller something did happen.

Martha stood up. And with a snap of her fingers the door to the room slammed shut! The guards tried their damndest to open the door but to no avail. Miller reached for his gun but it flew out of his hand and into hers!

"I may have had my staff taken from me but that doesn't mean I am defenseless. Now I will need to take something from you. The lack of "real food" has drained me of most of my magical energy. Thus I need to take something from you."

Miller didn't like the sound of that and attempted to move back a ways but was stopped with a paralysis spell!

Martha made her way over to the man. Now as close as she was to him her body finally began to react to his. Months without access to a male was painful for not only her but for others as well. Her womb ached at the mere touch of him. Her new test subject would be one she desperately loved. She rubbed her hands sensually over his chest, moaning and panting deeply. She loved this, she never wanted this to end however that would have to wait. She turned towards the far wall and with a great effort summoned a powerful explosive spell, blowing the wall out!

Below sat the parking lot of the base. Martha had used mind manipulation spells to insure that she would be sent to this interrogation cell. She saw below was Miller's car. Her escape! She jumped from the third floor with Miller in tow. She landed hard but got up easily, being dead made so that broken limbs didn't matter much. Besides she could use some healing spells to repair them if needed. Miller on the other hand landed on is stomach, Martha didn't have enough magical energy to stop his fall lucky he didn't break anything. He would suffer from severe bruising however.

Martha hobbled over to Miller's car, dragging the poor man behind her as the sirens began to wail. She had to hurry. She made her way to the car door but didn't want to go through the hassle of digging around Miller for his keys, as much as she wanted to. Instead she nearly broke the window with her hand, spraying glass all over and shredding her hand.

She opened the door and dragged the man into the front seat. She quickly made her way to the passenger seat but before she could get in the guards had finally gotten to the parking lot and began opening fire on her! Bullets sprayed all over her splitting her skin and allowing for the little remaining blood to begin to poor out. Nevertheless she counter attacked launching weak spells to counter them as she finally got in and closed the door.

She then turned to Miller and used her magic to force him to drive them to safety! They crashed through barriers and ran over guards as they made their escape! Martha felt sick at the fact she was inadvertently killing Humans. She hoped Luxure and the Demon Lord understood.

Finally the pair smashed through the last barrier. The car at this point was a wreck of crushed metal, blood and bullet holes but it still worked non the less. The kept on driving away from the base for a long time after.