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The Trespasser (Halloween Havoc no. 27)

by Sigma

I

“This is so very, very wrong. Doctor, we should turn back…” the woman said with a thick German accent.

Dr. Narcissa Klein growled and turned to face the dissenter - Commander Claudia Kruger, one of the Council’s elite soldiers and the head of the expedition’s security forces. Commander Kruger was a tall, athletically built blonde who carried the air a professional soldier. She stood a good head and a half over Dr. Klein, but the lead researcher of the Council’s Paranormal Research division was not easily intimidated, and she marched up to Commander Kruger and adjusted her glasses.

“I will not tolerate such talk, commander,” Dr. Klein said. “Decorated soldier, though you may be, you are under my command and I say we press on.”

“Yes, doctor…” Kruger said, swallowing what she really wanted to say.

Dr. Klein smiled a mocking smile. “Good dog.” She then turned and continued on.

“I could put a bullet in that bitch’s back…” Kruger said, shifting her rifle in hand. A gloved hand grabbed her shoulder and Elsa, the council’s own Aphrodite warrior, stopped her.

“It would be a waste, dear Claudia. Count Jäger tells us we must do what this arrogant witch says for now. Perhaps when the job is done and we return to Argentina, you and the good doctor will go for a hike in the jungle and, well…”

Claudia looked at Elsa and smiled and the busty blonde superhuman, in her skimpy, skintight dark red outfit, smiled back. Elsa leaned in and gave Claudia a quick peck on the cheek and followed behind Dr. Klein. They walked toward a massive pyramid-like structure within the underground cavern they had been exploring. Kruger looked back at her soldiers, 20 red-clad council soldiers all handpicked by her for this task, and saw them glancing at her with smirks and whispers.

“What are you all looking at?” Kruger chastised. “I find any of you staring at Frau Elsa’s behind, and I will shoot you myself. Is that understood?”

“Ja, commander!” the said in unison as they followed. Kruger waited for them all to pass and then looked at the pyramid.

“I do not like this at all…”

II

The gates of the temple were taller than some buildings, and upon their surface a profane image of a horrid creature was carved. It was misshappen, with large, flat teeth and four arms. A single eye dominated its body.

“What is that creature, doctor?” Elsa asked.

“That is Volgron, the Wanderer,” Dr. Klein said. “This whole structure is a temple to his magnificence.”

“The Schwartz family was meant to guard it?” Elsa asked.

“Yes,” Dr. Klein answered. She removed the pack from her back and knelt down before opening it. “But, they are mostly dead now, which is why we were able to just walk into their manor and come to this cavern hidden beneath.” Dr. Klein removed a massive book from her pack and opened its stiff, yellowed pages. There were illustrations of Volgron and other horrid creatures, along with writings in a language neither Claudia nor Elsa recognized. Claudia saw a drawing of the temple, and another of Volgron. She noted that Volgron was surrounded by other creatures. They were tall, robed figures with oblong heads and tentacles hanging from their faces.

“What are those squid creatures, doctor?” Claudia asked.

“Not important,” Klein said before reading aloud an inscription from the book. The massive doors then groaned open, expelling cool, dank air. “Come!” She closed the book and put it back in her pack before continuing on. Claudia looked at Elsa and then raised her rifle, pointing it right at Klein’s back. Some of the men laughed and Elsa put her hand on the tip of Claudia’s gun and lowered it just before Klein turned and glared at them. As Klein entered the temple, Claudia sighed and signaled her men to follow, jumping as Elsa squeezed her ass.

Once everyone was through, the doors closed and the twisting halls of the temple gave off their own light, making everyone kill their flashlights.

“C-commander!” One soldier shouted from the back.

The whole party turned to find figures standing behind them, before the closed doors. They were the tall squid-creatures from the book, and their eyes glowed red as one moved forward. It didn’t walk, so much as glide.

“Leave this place.” Its voice echoed in everyone’s head. “You’ve no idea what lies here.”

“Oh, but we do,” Dr. Klein said, pushing her way forward. “And you will make way, or we will force you aside!”

“Doctor, what are these creatures?” Claudia asked as she and her men raised their guns.

“They are called the Keepers, and they are Volgron’s wardens,” Dr. Klein said.

“Wardens? I thought this was a temple?!”

“It’s a prison…” Elsa said.

“Correct,” the Keeper’s voice said. “And I have seen this one’s mind.” He raised a thin finger and pointed at Dr. Klein. “She intends to free the Wanderer.”

“Yes,” Dr. Klein said. She adjusted her glasses and with a quick, fluid motion, drew her pistol and fired twice. The Keeper jerked back and fell to the floor. Steaming black blood pooled under his body. The other two keepers looked down, then at each other, and then at the Council members.

Dr. Klein smirked and trained her gun on them. “Commander, you and your men open fire.”

“Doctor...that is not a good idea…”

“Why?” Dr. Klein asked. She turned and saw that on the upper levels of the hall, dozens more Keepers emerged from the shadows and looked down at them. Just then, grasping tentacles reached out of the dark and grabbed two soldiers, pulling them, screaming into the dark.

“Shit!” Claudia screamed. With a word, she and her men took up defensive positions.

“Leave.” The voice of the Keeper warned.

“Not without my prize!” Dr. Klein said, shooting the other two down before marching deeper into the temple.

“Damn you, Klein!” Claudia shouted as her men kept formation and followed. Tentacles reached out at them and they all fired as they kept pace with the doctor. Elsa moved to the front to keep any surprises at bay while Dr. Klein strode confidently among the sounds of gunfire.

*

After a long and bloody trek, the Council agents arrived at an altar at the end of the hall. The corpses of the keepers lay in their wake, and Claudia, Elsa, and the surviving soldiers, all on edge, kept their eyes on what was behind them while Dr. Klein approached the altar. Suspended in light was a small object, slightly bigger than a baseball and the color of bone. It was a decahedron, and its 10 faces were each covered in obscure symbols.

Dr. Klein reached out and grabbed it, shuddering as she felt a surge, the essence of Volgar’s presence within. She then turned and presented it to the rest of the party.

“I lost men for that?!” Claudia fumed. “It is a child’s toy!”

Dr. Klein approached and held it out. “It does not surprise me that your simplistic way of thinking does not grasp its greatness, commander. It is so, so much more than what you see. With this, the world will be brought under our heel. Come! Back to the manor!” she said, marching past the others and stepping over the corpses of the Keepers.

Claudia growled and took a deep breath. Elsa grabbed her bicep and gave it a squeeze.

“Calm, my love. It is almost over,” Elsa whispered.

Claudia nodded and gave the word for her men to move out.

III

A cold chill carried through the halls of Schwartz manor. The soldiers sat around, tending their wounds, playing cards, and chatting with each other. Elsa stood over Dr. Klein, who pored over her notes and research with the decahedron on the table in front of her. Claudia sat with her men, but kept a hateful eye on Klein.

“It says here that the Wanderer can only be awakened by the blood of the first…” Dr. Klein said, tapping a passage in the book.

“The first what, doctor?” Elsa asked.

“That is the question, dear Elsa...I must search for more.” She turned. “Commander!”

Claudia glared and got up. She walked over to the table.

“Make sure the premises are secure. I cannot allow anything to disrupt my research.”

“A more difficult task, since you got six of my men killed,” Claudia spat.

Dr. Klein never looked up from her book. “A sacrifice I was willing to make, commander. And I would thank you to hold your tongue.” She then looked at Claudia. “You are a good soldier, though you are a slave to your perverse and deviant homosexual inclinations,” she said, looking from Claudia to Elsa. “As a good soldier, you will do what I ask, unless your disobedience and inability to follow commands is due to inferior, sub-human genetics. You are not a dirty mongrel, are you, Commander?”

Claudia narrowed her eyes, and Elsa nudged her when she noticed Claudia going for her sidearm.

“We will secure the grounds, doctor,” Elsa quickly said.

“Good,” Klein answered before going back to her notes.

Elsa pulled Claudia away. “Walk with me, love. Let’s go on patrol,” Elsa told her, pulling her close with a smile.

*

At the first empty room they found, Elsa and Claudia barged in, already a tangle of limbs as they kissed and fondled each other. The room they stumbled into looked to be a sitting room of some kind, long fallen into disrepair. Two suits of armor flanked the long dormant fireplace, and moonlight shone in through the lone, large window opposite the door. Elsa, with her arms around Claudia’s waist, kicked the door shut behind them. Claudia broke the hold long enough to slip out of her fatigues with the efficiency of the lifelong soldier that she was. Elsa used the time to get her her costume off as well, and they stood there naked. Esha, with her full, healthy curves and Claudia, with her toned, athletic physique, sporting the old, faded scars of campaigns passed. Each woman looked the other over. Claudia then slid an arm around Elsa’s waist and grabbed her ass and Elsa put a hand to the back of Claudia’s head as their tits touch and they continued kissing.

There, in the dark of the room, the Council’s two greatest warriors only had each other’s warm, supple flesh in the cold of the abandoned manor. Elsa broke their kiss and began sucking on Claudia’s C-cups, and Claudia threw her head back in a groan. Elsa reveled in her taste, biting at the the nipples and licking the soft pale skin. She got a firm grasp under Claudia’s ass and lifted her up, pressing her toned body against the nearest wall. She sat Claudia on her shoulders with little effort and buried her faced in her womanhood.

Claudia cried out, wrapping her legs around Elsa’s head and squeezing with her thighs. As she did, Elsa took that as a challenge and pushed her face and tongue in deeper, and Claudia bucked in her grip, pulling at Elsa’s blonde locks as her naked back pressed against the cold stone of the wall behind her.

Every lick, every plunge of Elsa’s tongue caused a spike of pleasure that seemed to run through every cell of Claudia’s body. She yelled out curses in German, so great was the pleasure, and her voice echoed in the otherwise empty, expansive room. Her nipples were rock hard and her lean muscles tensed up as Elsa played with her, nibbling at her erect clit and lapping up her growing wetness.

Claudia gasped as Elsa pulled her away and lay her down on the floor gently, before pinning her down. Elsa then hovered over Claudia and they looked lovingly in each other’s eyes before Elsa put two fingers inside her lover and began toying with her. Claudia instinctively arched her back and dug her nails into the flesh of Elsa’s back. Elsa smirked at her and they kissed, but she continued fingering Claudia, and Claudia reached up and grabbed a handful of Elsa’s ass. Claudia’s body bucked with Elsa’s thrusting, and Elsa lifted her head just enough to move it down, kissing Claudia on her neck and chest, all without breaking her fingers’ pace.

Claudia spread her legs underneath Elsa a little wider, her toes curled and her mind clouded with a flood of constant pleasure. She felt Elsa going into nearly to her wrist, and Claudia grabbed Elsa’s shoulders and pulled her down on top of her. As she did, her body shuddered with orgasm and her cries again echoed on those lonely stone walls. Elsa sat up and looked at her, chuckling as she continued thrusting her soaked fingers in and out of Claudia.

Claudia lay there, under Elsa, spent and letting the Aphrodite do what she wanted. Her skin was flushed, but glowing, and sweat beaded on her forehead, matting her blonde hair to her forehead. She let out a sigh of relief.

So lost in the throes of pleasure were the two women, that neither heard the footsteps of heavy metal nearby. Claudia then saw a shadow looming over Elsa and her eyes went wide. Instinct and training kicked in and she pushed a surprised Elsa to one side and rolled to the other just as a massive sword came crashing down, slamming into the floor where they had been laying. Claudia wasted no time. She dove for her clothes, grabbed her sidearm, and turned, taking aim at the armored figure. She fired three shots, hitting the helmet with all three. The figure staggered back and fell and Claudia turned to see Elsa running toward her full speed. She didn’t have enough time to react before Elsa dove over her and threw a punch, knocking back a second armore figured that was sneaking up behind Claudia. That figure slammed into the wall and shattered. The first started to get up just as Elsa grabbed the second’s sword. She then ran and cut the other armored figure down before dropping the weapon.

“Are you all right, Claudia?!” Elsa asked.

“I’m fine!” Claudia said. “Who are they?”

Elsa inspected the destroyed armor as Claudia got dressed.

“The suits are empty…” Elsa reported.

Claudia inspected the suits while Elsa got dressed, and she saw Elsa was right. The suits were nothing more than scattered pieces of metal plate on the floor.

“How is that possible?”

Before either of them could think on it, gunfire rang out. They quickly ran out and down the hall. They returned to the manor’s entry hall where they had left Dr. Klein and the soldiers, and found the soldiers firing at shadows in panic. Dr. Klein was in the middle of the room, clutching the decahedron and screaming orders.

A bolt from a crossbow flew out of nowhere and killed Nemetz, one of the soldiers.

“Dammit!” Claudia screamed as she ran and grabbed Nemetz’s rifle. “To me, men!” she yelled. They all snapped to attention and converged on their commander, and Elsa and Dr. Klein joined them, weapons pointed in all directions.

Heavy footsteps sounded and armored knights emerged, clutching swords, shields, and morning stars. They came from all directions. Claudia yelled to open fire and her men did. The knights blocked with their shields and closed in, and Claudia cursed as her rifle clicked, signifying that it was empty. She scrambled to load it with another magazine when one knight bashed her with his shield and everything went dark.

IV

Claudia opened her eyes to a throbbing headache. She found herself face to face with a concerned Elsa, who pressed a rag to her head.

“Ughh…” Claudia groaned as her head swam. “Where are we?”

“You are in the presence of Lord Wilhelm Schwartz, soldier,” a booming voice spoke in a German accent.

Claudia’s vision began to clear and she saw she was in a massive chamber somewhere in the manor. The soldiers and Dr. Klein were on their knees, surrounded by armed knights. A giant of a knight sat on a throne in the middle of the room, his head a leering skull with the ancient, stringy hairs of what was once a thick beard clinging to his chin.

Lord Schwartz stood, his plate armor grinding, and he approached them. “This is my manor and I am the First Guardian.”

“...Blood of the First…” Dr. Klein uttered to herself, watching him.

“I know why you are here. You desecrate these grounds, you ventured deep beneath and slew the guardians,” Lord Schwartz said. He then held out the decahedron. “You seek power you do not understand.”

“How is it that you live?” Dr. Klein asked. “Wilhelm Schwartz died centuries ago.”

“Yes, dead but not passed on. My loyal knights and I bound ourselves to these grounds, because we made a pact with the Keepers to be a line of defense if this was stolen,” he said of the decahedron. “You maniacs defiled that Fatherland’s name with your World War so many years ago, and now you seek to destroy it utterly. I am ashamed to call you my countrymen!” He spat.

“You old fool!” Dr. Klein asked. “Ours is the superior kind! It is our right to conquer all!” She went quiet when Lord Schwartz pointed a sword at her face.

“The only thing you all will do is die, woman.”

Claudia looked at saw Elsa flexing her muscles, tearing at the ropes that kept her bound. Claudia looked down and saw her sidearm still strapped to her thigh, she and Elsa nodded to each other.

“You would kill your own brothers and sisters?!” Dr. Klein questioned.

“You are no brothers and sisters of mine, only deluded maniacs. Since you are so eager to speak, I will start with you.”

“Wait…” Claudia whispered to Elsa. “Let him kill the bitch first.”

“We cannot!” Elsa said. “Count Jäger will have both our heads if she dies and we live!”

Claudia rolled her eyes and nodded to Elsa.

With a flex of her muscles, Elsa snapped the ropes and quickly broke Claudia’s. She then lunged for Wilhelm while Claudia drew her sidearm and fired at the closest knight. In the chaos, Elsa tackled Wilhelm, knocking his sword from his hands. Dr. Klein immediately used that to cut herself free and looked around in the ensuing chaos. “The decahedron! Where is it?!” she screamed over the noise.

“Damn that child’s toy!” Claudia said, freeing one of her soldiers with one hand while firing with the other.

Dr. Klein ignored her and found it on the ground. She scrambled for it, only to get cut off when a knight blocked her path and swung his sword at her. She narrowly dodged, cursed and put distance between them.

In the meantime, Wilhelm retrieved his sword and he and Elsa fought. The Aphrodite proved to be more than a match for the ancient, undead knight. She hit him with a powerful blow that staggered him and Wilhelm responded by swinging at her with his sword. Elsa went to move, but Wilhelm shifted his swing at the last minute and forced Elsa to pivot to avoid being cleaved in half. Wilhelm’s sword still caught her in the side, and she grunted in pain as her blood spilled, some of it splattering on the decahedron.

The air then began to buzz with energy as the strange symbols on its faces flared and it began hovering and then spinning. Everyone noticed and stopped fighting. A bright beam of light shot down from the sky, flooding the room and blinding everyone within.

When the light subsided, a nearly unbearable chill filled the space, and every last undead knight and Council soldier looked up at what stood before them.

Volgron materialized in the center of the room, 10 feet tall, four arms and a single, massive eye on a bulging, misshapen body just like the image from the gate.

Dr. Klein couldn’t contain her glee.

Wilhelm stepped back, staring at the creature. “Y...you fools! How did you awaken it?! You’ve damned us all!”

Elsa stood in terrified awe of the creature and stepped back, and Claudia shook off her shock long enough to grab a rifle that was laying on the ground. “To me, men!” she shouted. “Take that thing down!”

“Knights, rally!” Wilhelm ordered once he regained his senses.

Volgron fixed his eye on all of them and let out a terrifying bellow that brought all of the humans to their knees in immense pain. A large tongue licked his flat teeth as he scanned the humans in front of him.

One Council soldier, Meckler, met Volgron’s gaze and then stepped back when Volgron focused on him specifically.

“No...NO!” he screamed, dropping his gun. “This thing should not be!” All reason and sanity then left Meckler. He dropped his gun and ran for the exit.

Volgron leapt the air and landed in front of him. He picked the man up with with all four arms and opened his jaws, shoving a screaming Meckler down his gullet.

“Open fire!” Claudia ordered. Guns went off, but the bullets bounced off of Volgron’s hide as he charged at his attackers. Wilhelm shouted an order to charge and his knights raised their weapons and ran to meet Volgron.

“Yes! YES!” Dr. Klein reveled in the sight. “He is the ultimate weapon! Glorious!”

The one-sided battle unfolded quickly. Volgron overwhelmed the knights and Claudia’s soldiers with overwhelming strength. At one point, it opened its massive mouth and vaporized a few unfortunate souls with a blast of energy. Increasingly desperate, Claudia and Wilhelm worked together to rally the fighters they had left to try and contain the monster.

Elsa held the wound in her side, already on its way to healing, and limped toward Dr. Klein. “Doctor, how do we stop this thing?”

“Stop it?!” Dr. Klein asked. She turned and Elsa noted the maddened look in her eye. “You cannot stop perfection, Frau Elsa!”

Elsa started to respond but quickly pushed Klein aside when Volgron charged at them. It knocked Elsa to the ground and fixed its eye on her. It stared at her with what seemed like familiarity and Elsa scrambled to get away. Dr. Klein then ran between them, arms spread, and fell to her knees.

“Great Volgron! I am your servant! Use me as you please!” Dr. Klein said.

Volgron shifted his gaze to her and seemed to contemplate her words for a few moments. He then opened his mouth, and several writhing tentacles emerged, grabbing Klein by her arms and waist and lifting her up. More tentacles slithered out and went up the doctor’s nostrils, and her eyes rolled back in her head. Others snaked down her uniform, removing it from her body and caressing the doctor’s perky, naked curves. Volgron inserted itself in every hole of the doctor’s body it could find and she hung there in its grip, her naked body jerking with the motions as she moaned around the tentacles stuffed down her throat.

“Why isn’t it eating her like it did Meckler?” One soldier asked to no answer. More gunshots bounced off the monster’s hide, and it seemed unbothered. It continued pumping Dr. Klein and having its way with her body, and there was nothing anyone was able to do to stop it. Before long, Dr. Klein let out a muffled screamed. Her juices spilled out of her, splattering on the floor and Volgron dropped her. She lay twitching and moaning at his feet and slid fingers down her body. She writhing in her own juices as she began fingering herself while Volgron stood over her, drawing the tentacles back into his mouth.

“We cannot stop it. What in god’s name is this thing?!” Claudia asked, dropping her gun as Volgron turned to face her.

Energy crackled in the air and a swirling portal opened next to Claudia. Moments later, a tall, shapely work in skimpy, skin tight black outfit with a blood-red cape flowing behind her walked through. She was the image of curvy beauty, with dark hair tied up in a bun. She looked at Volgron and narrowed her dark eyes.

“This...thing, is a star-spawned horror from the darkest corners of creation. He is a trespasser in our reality,” Nightmare Witch explained. “You Council idiots have truly overplayed your hands with this one!” she hissed as the portal closed and energy engulfed her hands.

The look in Volgron’s eye said that he understood her to be a threat, and he turned to fully face her. He unleashed another beam from his mouth. Nightmare Witch raised her hands and the energy around them shifted into symbols as Volgron’s attack hit a barrier that revealed itself on impact.

Claudia watched in awe and her resolve steeled itself. “I will do what I can to help you, witch!”

Nightmare Witch dropped her barrier when the attack subsided. “You’re going to need something heavier than those rifles to help me, Nazi.” Nightmare Witch then used a spell to propel herself forward. Claudia looked to the exit. “Elsa!” she called out. “Help the witch! I will be back!” She then ran out, back to the main room where all of the Council’s gear was stashed.

Elsa watched her leave and nodded. She looked at Dr. Klein, who was still naked and on the ground, fingering herself and cackling maniacally.

“The master wants the blood of the first!” She stared right at Elsa, never stopping the frantic pace of her self pleasure. “Blood of the first!” she yelled, pointing at Elsa.

Elsa shook her head and looked as Nightmare Witch and Volgron battled. She looked to the Council soldiers who were still there. “Pick up your arms and follow me!” she said, and then ran to help. Wilhelm rallied his knights and followed suit. Everyone in the room turned their focus on Volgron, with Nightmare Witch leading the charge.

When the makeshift army swarmed Volgron, he planted all four hands to the ground and emitted a powerful burst of energy that threw everyone back like they’d been hit by a shockwave. Elsa, Nightmare Witch, the soldiers and the knights all lay stunned on the floor and Volgron loomed over them, his all-seeing eye scanning them.

He then opened his massive maw again and the tendrils slipped out, coiling around Nightmare Witch’s nubile, vulnerable body. Nightmare Witch shook her head and looked over to see that Elsa was unconscious. Volgron’s tendrils wrapped around Nightmare Witch’s waist and began squeezing her. More of them coiled around her thighs and they grabbed one of her arms.

“No! Dammit!” she screamed. “Elsa! Wake up!” she shouted. Elsa was still out on the ground among the Council soldiers. Nightmare Witch raised her free hand and made a fireball, throwing it at Volgron’s eyes. The beast winced at the attack and she hit him with another. As she desperately prepared another spell, more tendrils slithered up her body, and she gagged as they worked their way down her throat.

She winced and let out muffled squeals as she felt the monster probing her other holes. Volgron went into her vulva, into her ass, and she felt herself being paralyzed, her vulnerable bodied rendered immobile by Volgron’s impossibly overpowering essence.

She froze in Volgron’s grip, her holes his to do with as he pleased. The beast seemed to revel in the slow, deliberate torment he was subjecting Nightmare Witch to, and all she could do was gag in pleasure as Volgron’s tendrils violated her throat, and wince and tremble as he worked her pussy and her ass at the same time. The tendrils holding her in place squeezed tighter, and as Volgron probed her, invaded every inch of her body, Nightmare Witch also began to feel that incomprehensible alien essence beginning to probe at the edges of her mind as well.

She began panicking internally. In dusty tomes written in dead languages, she had read about how the Things from Beyond could break and enslave a mortal mind with little effort. A quick glance at Dr. Klein, laying there, fingering herself with demented glee, confirmed that. In her very limited dealings with such Things, Nightmare Witch knew that they bore overwhelming power that wasn’t easily defeated, and if Volgron were allowed to leave the manor, the world would be at his mercy in short order.

She felt that mono-eye fixed on her, and the tendrils pushed in as far as they would go. Her nubile body twitched and writhed, and she had neither the physical strength nor the power to break free. Soon, her mind began to slip, the world began to slide into an inky haze, and Nightmare Witch heard distant, alien whispers in her head as the scene of the manor shifted around her.

When it was all clear, she stood in a ruined temple, among fallen statues of twisted, nightmarish fiends. The ground was covered in snow and the sky overhead was a gray haze. There was a stillness in the air and Nightmare Witch took two steps before the chill of a shadow fell over her. She spun around, a spell on her hands at the ready, and she screamed when she found herself standing before Volgron. The monster ignored her and ran past, and then she turned around when she heard a guttural battle cry.

From the other direction came a warrior woman, bronze skin, tall with lean, taut muscles forged from a lifetime of battle. The healthy, womanly curves of her body painted her as an Aphrodite immediately, and Nightmare Witch caught a glimpse of the thirsty blade in the woman’s hand. The woman had dark, braided hair that was beginning to show signs of gray, but the years neither slowed her down nor dulled her fury as she threw herself at Volgron and they clashed.

“Hold him, mother! I’m almost finished!” A woman yelled.

Nightmare Witch turned to see a younger woman, this one the spitting image of the warrior woman, dressed in simple robes. She had her hands crossed in front of her. Her eyes glowed and symbols formed in the wintry air around her. Nightmare Witch stared in awe and approached the woman, who did not acknowledge her presence.

“This is a memory…” Nightmare Witch uttered. She looked back at Volgron and the warrior woman and then at the young sorceress, and she examined the symbols forming around her. “And this...is very old magic…”

The warrior woman yelled. “Quickly!”

Nightmare Witch turned to see the warrior woman being coiled by Volgron’s tendrils. The monster had several deep, pumping wounds caused by the sword, and the woman was fighting a losing battle as he seized her thighs and one of her arms.

“Ishtar! I can’t hold him much longer!” The woman yelled.

Nightmare Witch spun back around in shock. “Ishtar?! Then…” she looked at the warrior woman. “That’s Aya!”

Ishtar yelled as a bright light flared from her spell.

When the light cleared, Aya knelt in the snow, using her sword to hold herself up. Her chest heaved with effort and Ishtar walked to her mother and put her arms around her.

“We did it…” Ishtar said in disbelief.

“I’m getting too old for this…” Aya said. She stood, and in front of them floated the decahedron, the symbols on its faces flaring.

“There’s one more then we have to do,” Ishtar said. She took a small knife from her belt and cut into her palm before making a fist. “Like I told you.” She gave the knife to Aya, who did the same. They then held their closed fists over the decahedron and their blood dripped into its surface, making the symbols flare brighter.

“Are you certain this will seal the monster away?” Aya asked.

“By your blood it can be sealed, and only by your blood can the seal be broken,” Ishtar told her.

“Very good. We must bury this thing deep, so no one unearths it,” Aya said. “We should secure a ship and throw it in the deep ocean.

The symbols then died down and Ishtar took the decahedron in her other hand. “Now, his influence will still seep into the world if we do that. I know where to take it. There are...beings...who can be trusted to keep guard over it.”

Aya nodded and then looked at her daughter when she noticed her smile. “What?”

“The twins are going to be jealous they missed this,” Ishtar said as she put the decahedron in her satchel.

Aya smiled and put her arm around her daughter as they walked off. “As if you didn’t already lord the fact that you’re the only magician among my children over them.”

Nightmare Witch watched them as they image began to fade.

She then snapped back into the present, in the manor, in Volgron’s clutches, and she choked and gagged as the monster continued to pump her holes and have his way with her body. His presence was no longer clawing at her mind, it was now seeping into it, consuming it, absorbing it.

The mounting pleasure was making things worse. Nightmare Witch could tell it was speeding up the process, and yet Volgron seemed to be drawing it out, like he wanted to make her suffer. The whispers grew louder, the monster’s dark influence grew stronger, and as Nightmare Witch fought mentally to hold on to what she saw in that vision, a yell cut through the air.

“Take this you alien bastard!” someone yelled. Then there was an explosion, and Volgron let out a horrific bellow as his tendrils loosened. Nightmare Witch fell to the ground in a heap, her body slick with Volgron’s juices as she struggled to collect herself.

Claudia stood in the entryway, holding a grenade launcher in her hands. Volgron turned on her and charged, and she fired another round, hitting him square in the eye. The explosion caused the monster to reel and stagger back, more out of anger than pain, and Claudia looked at both Elsa and Nightmare Witch. “Both of you, on your feet!” she yelled. “Get back to work!”

Nightmare Witch was up first, and she looked at Volgron as Claudia continued pelting him with grenades.

“Blood of the first! The master demands the blood of the first!” Dr. Klein screamed. “Ahh...AHHH!” he pale, skinny, naked legs twitched as she orgasmed. Her juices spilled out onto the stone floor and she sighed contentedly. Nightmare Witch remembered what she saw and pieced it together. She then looked over at Elsa, who was getting back to her feet. The knights began to recover, as did the few remaining Council soldiers. Lord Wilhelm saw the momentary weakness and ordered another attack.

Claudia ran to Elsa and helped her to her feet. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine, my love,” Elsa said, shaking her head. In all of the fighting, her skimpy outfit was shredded, exposing her healthy curves, she cracked her knuckles. “Have we come up with a way to defeat that thing?”

“I have,” Nightmare Witch said, materializing behind the pair. She weaved a spell and then fired a beam of energy at Volgron, powerful enough to get his notice. He turned and faced them and then charged toward them. Claudia cursed and readied her grenade launcher again, but Volgron moved too fast. Elsa ran in front of Claudia and launched herself at Volgron, hitting the monster with a punch. Volgron grunted and batted her aside and continued his charge. Claudia got her grenade launcher up, but Volgron had already closed the gap. He snatched the commander up in two of his hands and opened his mouth wide.

“Bastard!” Claudia screamed, kicking at him with her arms pinned to her side. “Unhand me! I am Claudia Kruger and I will not-”

Her words were cut off with the upper half of her body as Volgron bit down. The rest of her then disappeared down the beast’s maw.

Elsa stood there, frozen, as she watched it happen. Several of the Council soldiers screamed for their fallen commander. Their morale shattered, one soldier called for a retreat, and they fled the room as Elsa fell to her knees, her jaw hanging open and tears streaming down her face.

“Hahaha! Another falls!” Dr. Klein cackled.

Nightmare Witch watched. She had her distraction.

Elsa rose to her feet, clenching her fists as the last of the Council soldiers retreated. With tears in her eyes, and her chest heaving, Elsa looked at Volgron.

“You have not heard the last of Elsa, monster!” She vowed with a shaky voice before turning to flee. Only to freeze in place. “Shit!” she screamed, looking down. A symbol glowed beneath her feet and an invisible force held her in place. Nightmare Witch then stood in front of her.

“Witch!” Elsa said. “The monster has cast a spell! Undo it! We must withdraw!”

Nightmare Witch rounded Elsa and smirked. “This is my spell, you stupid Nazi twit.”

“W...what?!” Elsa screamed, panic at the edges of her voice.

“Killing a creature like Volgron is beyond me. It’s certainly beyond anything you idiots could manage. There are maybe a handful of people walking this Earth who could do it. No, the best I can do is banish him, seal him back into the decahedron.”

Elsa looked back as Volgron approached, slowly. “So do it!” she screamed.

“Oh, I will…but he demands the blood of the first before he’ll go back into his cage,” Nightmare Witch said.

“The first what?!”

“The first Aphrodite, dear,” Nightmare Witch said. “See...in a lost age, many, many, many years ago, Volgron was sealed away by a woman named Ishtar. I don’t suspect you know the name, but she’s a bit of a legend in magic circles. Ishtar was one of Aya’s children, fourth or fifth, I believe, and the only one who could wield magic.”

Elsa looked back and saw Volgron getting closer. Her heart raced in her ample chest, but she turned to Nightmare Witch. “Who the fuck is Aya?!”

“The first Aphrodite, at least on our world. The woman from whom all Aphrodites are descended. All that’s needed is some Aphrodite blood and the right magic to seal Volgron away. And I have both, right here in front of me…” Nightmare Witch said with a mocking grin.

Elsa got her meaning. “No...no, you wouldn’t!”

Volgron got close, and walked into a barrier Nightmare Witch erected around them. Nightmare Witch smiled and walked behind Elsa, putting her arms around her. She cupped a tit with one hand and slid the fingers of her other between Elsa’s legs.

“Oh, but I would…” Nightmare Witch laughed. “It’s too bad, though. That barrier isn’t going to keep him long, so I can’t toy with you the way I want…” she said, kissing Elsa on her neck and shoulders. At the same time, she pinched and toyed with her nipples, rubbed her clit, made Elsa her plaything. The Council’s mightiest warrior moaned at her touch. Her supple body twitched and she bit her lip at the sudden spike of pleasure.

“Y...you cunt! I’ll see you in hell!”

Nightmare Witch rested a her chin on Elsa’s bare shoulder while continuing to molest her. “Hell? Dear, beings like Volgron existed long before that place...You really don’t want me to tell you what happens to people he devours. But...I guess you’re about to find out.”

There was burst of energy as the barrier dropped. Nightmare Witch walked around Elsa as Volgron approached. Nightmare Witch then touched the tip of Elsa’s nose. “Cheer up. At least you’ll see your girlfriend again.”

Volgron opened his mouth and his tendrils extended out, grabbing Elsa by her arms, legs, waist and neck.

“No!! NOOOO!” She screamed as Volgron pulled her toward his open maw. “Please! Nightmare Witch! I beg of you, don’t do this!” she cried.

Nightmare Witch smiled and blew Elsa a kiss before waving. Elsa continued crying and pleading up to the moment she vanished down Volgron’s gullet. The cosmic horror closed his enormous mouth and fixed his eye on Nightmare Witch, growling low.

“No!” she said. “Don’t be greedy!”

The symbol on the floor flared and engulfed Volgron in bright light that filled the room. When it subsided, the decahedron floated in the air in his place, its symbols flaring. Nightmare Witch took it in her hand and as she grabbed it, she heard panicked, bloodcurdling screams in German echoing in her mind.

V

All was quiet in Schwartz manor, and Nightmare Witch stood with Lord Wilhelm. Dr. Klein was on her knees, staring at the floor and mumbling to herself.

“I dislike dealing with the occult,” Wilhelm said. He then looked at Nightmare Witch. “But you’ve done a great thing this day.” He extended his armored hand and she took it and they shook.

Before she could say anything, another portal opened, and a trio of Keepers emerged and stood before them.

“The Wanderer has been sealed once more…” the voice of the Keepers said.

“It has…” Nightmare Witch said, holding out the decahedron. “No one should have this kind of power at their fingertips.

The Keeper simply nodded and took it.

“What will happen to her?” Wilhelm asked, looking at Dr. Klein.

“Her mind was broken by the Wanderer…” the Keeper said. “It is a thing easily mended.” He pressed two long, thin fingers to her forehead. Dr. Klein then gasped and blinked before looking around.

“Wh...what has happened?” She looked down. “Why am I naked?! Where are those muscle-bound homosexuals Kruger and Elsa?!” She then looked up at the company present before her, cursed, and tried to flee. One Keeper held out his hand and long tentacles erupted from the sleeve of his robe, wrapping around the Doctor’s naked body and pulling her back. They coiled around her mouth as well.

“This one talks too much…” the Keeper said. “We will take her back to our domain, where she will be made to answer for her actions.” The three Keepers eyed the doctor. “She is in good health and of prime age for a human. She will be made to replenish the numbers she took from us.”

Dr. Klein let out a panicked, muffled scream when she heard that as the Keepers dragged her back to the portal and it closed behind them.

Once they were gone, Wilhelm shrugged. “What is next for you, witch?”

“A long, hot bath, good wine and some professional wrestling, ghost. I imagine you and your knights will return to your rest?” Nightmare Witch asked.

“Indeed.”

They shook hands again and prepared to part ways. Just then, the doors to the room opened, making them pause. Ms. Americana stood tall, hands on her shapely hips as she scanned the room. She led a party of Got Gal, Lady Midnight, Green Specter, Omega Woman, and Hexanna.

“I sensed it coming from in here…” Hexanna said. She then paused. “Nightmare Witch! What did you do now?!”

Nightmare Witch growled. “Unbelievable!” She waved her hand in an arc in front of her. An invisible force hit the heroines, catching them by surprise and throwing them all aside. Nightmare Witch then strode proudly toward the doors. Hexanna lay on her ample chest, groaning from the blow. She grunted when Nightmare Witch stepped on her back to get over her.

“I already saved the world, you cows. You’re welcome,” she said, using a spell to slam the doors shut behind her.

The End