Bang! Bang!
The resounding flash of the gun barrel and the loud sound of the shots fired caused Alexander's ears to ring—it seemed he had never imagined how deadly guns would be for supernatural creatures with superhuman hearing with blood now oozing from each ear, making him pissed off.
Not the usual cool-headed Alexander, the others stopped their advance. He began to rush towards the oncoming group of more than 50 people in neat suits and carrying modern-styled weapons rather than ones created from the apocalypse.
"Fuck! Why are you jumping around, bastard? Stop!" The pink-haired vampire screamed, her face and figure different from the Amy he once knew, but only if his ears weren't damaged and Alex was thinking. He would easily know this.
Woosh!
His Ghoul's transformed body lunged forward, causing the wind to scream out before, like a whip, his leg smashed into her abdomen, causing the vampire to slide back on the concrete, her legs filled with lean but powerful muscles.
'She's got amazing thighs... Could crush a watermelon with ease...' He thought before following up with his onslaught; the vampire wasn't weak, her right gun shooting towards him, while she left blocked his fist with a clink.
"Haa. Are you fucking action man or something?" The vampire snarled as she leapt back, her pink hair swaying slightly as she ran at full speed away from Alexander.
He smirked and followed her, leaping off the ground and flying like a missile, "I've never met an action man who enjoys devouring flesh." He replied, landing on the ground and following the pink twin tails, 'But I can be your action man, cute vampire.'
Alexander continued to chase the vampire, even when she turned around and began to fire at him. It didn't seem to faze him—he dodged them easily.
The others had no choice but to focus on their fights, not wanting to let themselves get killed by the vampires that had appeared out of nowhere.
"Don't ignore me!" Alexander shouted as he caught up to the vampire, and in one quick movement, he swung his hand down.
Crack!
It was a resounding sound as he crushed the gun in his hand, "You have a good pair of tits, but I don't have time for this."
"Hah! Your cock is pretty nice too!"
Thud!
She responded with her knee slamming into his abdomen, another shot fired, penetrating his upper thigh but barely dealing any damage because of the pesky blood fairy dancing around his body.
"Shit... so hard!" Amy complained, her eyes now shining blood-red, a slightly fierce and ugly look on her face, with the space between her eyes slightly creased and her fangs on display the same as all vampires during serious combat, "I'm going to turn you into a bitch tonight!" She roared before pouncing forward, aiming for Alexander's throat.
'This bitch is fast!' He thought, but it wasn't a surprise considering she was a vampire.
The Ghoul kicked off the ground, launching himself into the air and landing on her shoulder, causing her to lose balance slightly as he jumped off her before delivering a roundhouse kick to her face.
Bam!
·?θm The vampire's head snapped back, blood gushing from her mouth, her nose bleeding with a broken bone sticking out.
"What the fuck are you?! You aren't normal!" Amy screeched, her body beginning to smoke as she started to heal herself from the wound caused by Alexander.
"I am your action man," He grinned, looking at the beautiful woman whose beauty was ruined by the blood spilling from her face.
"Fuck you!" She spat, her leg coming forward in a powerful kick aimed at his waist.
Alexander ducked underneath her attack, moving towards her left side, "If you insist," He grabbed her ankle and twisted, causing her to fall onto the concrete with a thud.
"You're such a bully!" The vampire cried, using her other leg to kick him in the chest, sending him flying a few metres backwards.
She quickly leapt to her feet and dashed towards him, only for Alexander to dodge to the right.
"Stop running away!" She screamed, trying to punch him again, but he moved further away, dodging the attack.
"Why don't you give up? You can't beat me," He replied, smiling as he slowly made his way behind her.
The vampire glanced over her shoulder and frowned, "You little shit. Stop teasing me!"
"Tease? I'm not teasing you." He smirked, "I just want to see what you're capable of."
"Huh?!"
Before she could finish her sentence, Alexander launched himself forward, landing on her back and wrapping his arms around her neck, squeezing tightly, cutting off her air supply.
"Oh?" Alexander felt nostalgic the moment he pushed her down and held her throat; the ghoul form and his anger were fading since he started joking with her and finally recognised her scent, and the feeling of her body was familiar.
But he had to make sure, with his arms tightly around her neck, the vampire used all her strength to resist while face first in the concrete crushing the ground with her huge strength, a small crater forming below them.
"Ghgh...Mgngn....!"
Despite looking like she was seriously struggling, he could see the red tint on her cheeks and feel the change in her body heat and scent.
Alexander leaned forward—his lips opened before whispering, "Little miss vampire, are you going to cum from being strangled?" nibbling the IP of her ear once he finished.
"Aaaahh!" Her body suddenly began to convulse, wetness soaking through the clothing covering her groin area.
"Hmm?" Alexander wondered if the smell of blood or sex would excite him more as he continued to choke her.
"Cough! Cough!" She fell to the floor, coughing up blood as she desperately tried to catch her breath.
Alexander released his hold on her throat, watching as she continued to cough.
"Are you alright?"
"Fuck you! Fuck you! I'll kill you!" Amy screamed, her legs weak, the purple colour of her face slowly recovering.
Nevertheless, the mental damage of being forced to climax by this bastard drove her anger over the edge, her hands reaching into her cleavage and pulling to sharp daggers, and pointing them towards Alexander, who no longer acted ferocious but wanted to beat her and tease her instead.
'Ah... those tits, how could those huge things be anyone else's but yours... You left me and lied about many things, so let me spank you, and then I'll forgive you.' Alexander thought, wanting to remove all his grudges with the sexiest vampire in the world (to him) at least.
"Die!" She screamed, her body rushing forward in a straight line.
But it was too slow for Alexander, his eyes widening as he watched her leap—a bright flash of light came from above before she was sent flying in the opposite direction.
"Wh-what?" She looked around, confused, seeing the man in a black suit looking at her, a sword in his hand.
"Haa! Haa!" She gasped, still panting slightly, her face hinting of fear, 'He's strong! That bastard is stronger than the fucking frigid bitch of a mother! No, I have to run! Run!' She thought, quickly getting to her feet and becoming vigilant of Alexander holding the long nodachi, his face still acting grim, so he seemed serious.
"Haaaa!" She ran to the left, jumping off the ground to avoid the man's sword, landing in a pile of debris that had fallen from the building before jumping on a piece of concrete.
"Shit! How is he so fast?!" She panicked, her mind filled with thoughts of how to escape.
Alexander stood there, not chasing the vampire, waiting for her to calm down.
"Hah! Hah! Hah!" She was in the corner of the courtyard, surrounded by concrete walls and metal pipes that led into the building.
'How is he so fast?! What is that cheat like bastard?!' She thought, her eyes frantically scanning the area for an exit.
"Hey, don't get scared." Alexander spoke, making her stop as she saw him standing there, leaning on his sword casually as he waited for her to calm down, "It's ok, you're not alone."
"Liar! You're trying to trap me here!" She snapped, her eyes turning to red slits. "You're going to tie me down, choke me until I piss myself, then fuck me repeatedly until my body becomes your slave!!!"
'...'
'This fucking girl...'
"Oh~ that sounds great—maybe I'll fuck your ass with the hilt of my sword, too, while I fill your little vampire womb with my seed."
"NEVER!" Amy cried out; the womb was only for one man, although she didn't realise it was the guy standing before her because of her extreme excitement, anger from being beaten in combat and the climax he gave her by force dulling her mind.
"Then let's get this party started," Alexander said, his voice low.
She took one step back, preparing herself for another fight as he slowly began to walk towards her.
"You're not leaving me any choice," His tone was serious.
"Hmph! Bring it on!" She snorted, lifting her daggers into a fighting stance.
Alexander sighed, shaking his head slightly as he gripped his sword with both hands, ready for battle.
"Why do you bastard hold that sword!"
Suddenly there was a roar, like a wild beast angry beyond reason.
Amy, who was prepared to slit her own throat this time if he came closer, suddenly doubted her eyes—a huge ball of silver fur shot across the air like a flying dog and smashed into the man, causing her mind to scream, "Are you a fucking idiot!" at her.
At the same time, she fought desperately, but she was an idiot! It couldn't be helped...
The highest strength in her clan, and she chooses daggers and swords!
While a strange female werewolf was clamping down on Alexander's neck, her claws grasping his arms, while her legs wrapped around him as they smashed through several buildings and rock walls before landing in a small opening, his body and suit now a mess, knocking the werewolf off him, while touching his neck gushing with blood.
The pink-haired vampire screamed, "Woah! Why did you attack him? I had him for sure!"
The werewolf, a wolf-like creature with silvery white fur and wearing nothing, had no intention of explaining anything to the vampire. She charged again, a fist coming forward as she slammed it into Alexander's jaw.
"Oof!" He staggered backwards, barely managing to block the second strike from her.
'Damn, this bitch is strong....'
When Alexander took distance and pointed the large nodachi towards the werewolf, her golden eyes narrowed, becoming tiny dots and wearing a crazed look while pulling a smaller eastern sword from the air like magic.
'Since when can dogs perform magic!' He cried out, angry due to the huge missing chunk of his neck and no change in her body even after drinking his blood and eating his flesh.
The werewolf didn't speak much, only taking an aggressive stance, her silver fur swaying in the breeze—before her distorted voice sounded.
"Drop the sword, then die."
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