Role Playing Fan Fiction ❯ Darkstar ❯ first battle ( Chapter 1 )

DARKSTAR

 

Disclaimer: I own nothing except the concept of Darkstar. All the rest is the property of others. I make no money with this work. I write only for my entertainment.

 

Note: Don't be surprised, this story is what we called a pornographic fantasy. There will be all the staples of Dungeons and Dragons and lemons. You have been warned. Also, it's my first lemon, be gentle.

 

For information, Darkstar will progress now into the Barbarian class. Hey, she is in the middle of nowhere. Barbarian seemed to impose itself.

 

 

Chap 1: first battle.

 

 

The new born succubus looked around the gestation pool. The deep ruby red pool was at the centre of a depression with some polished blue-black rocks and was surrounded by a chain of mountains. The mountains were jagged like the teeth of a big carnivore and their coloration varied from silvery-white to dark green. Little streams of the life-giving liquid ran from the chain to the pool.

 

The sky was a curious milky-white colour and was dotted with myriad of little twinkling black lights. She intuitively knew that this was `night'. She was not impaired by this. Her vision seemed perfect even now. There was no sound except her breathing and the distant murmur of the streams.

 

“Well I can see that I'm going to enjoy the vista.” She blinked.

 

“I can…I can speak! I can think!” It was a surprise for the very young Tanar'ri, until now she didn't even remark that she was sentient. Everything she accomplished was under the guide of pure instinct.

 

The act of thinking brought her attention on herself. Who was she? What was she? She remarked a polished stone on the ground that could serve as a crude…mirror? How did she know what a mirror was?

 

Well, it was not bad. Apart from the blue tinge of the rock she could detail herself. She was a humanoid female of perhaps…6 feet? She even knew what a foot was? Her skin was Caucasian in coloration and smooth. A crown of shoulder long fiery red hair put in valour her deep green eyes with slit pupils like a…feline? That was strange. Something told her that there was no feline in this...layer?

 

She blinked again. A great deal of information seemed to be brought in relief in her mind when the need appeared. She KNEW that she was in one of the infinite layers of the Abyss, somewhere in the lower planes.

 

As what she was, she was a…Tanar'ri? No, she was something else than a Tanar'ri, a demon of the Abyss. There was something at the limit of her conscious mind that escaped her for now. She examined her nude body more in detail. Well, she was at least part Tanar'ri. She had a smooth prehensile tail which ended in an elongated leaf shape. She had a pair of leather-wings in the back and her teeth were rather pointed. She could also felt that her jaw had powerful muscles. Her nails drew his gaze. A little concentration and suddenly 3 inches claws replaced the normal-looking nails.

 

The strangest thing was that she knew that this was only her primary form. She experimented a little and found to her wonder that she could alter her shape to take any humanoid form that she wanted. Cosmetic details like hair length, eye colour and skin complexion were also under her complete control.

 

“Wow!” The degree of control that she could use was really nice. She smiled. It was a good sensation. Returning to her primary form she idly roamed her hands on her body. Huh?

 

She began to feel curious feelings as her hands caressed her smooth skin. There were certain zones that felt more sensitive than others. The sensation triggered new memories: A succubus. She was in part a succubus, a demon that used the pleasure of the flesh to attain her goals. Pleasure of the flesh? OoooH! She had a real nice index of…techniques? Yes. Yes! Her conscious mind had now a great numbers of techniques and their variations to…pleasure herself?

 

She grinned. She would not be bored in the future. It seemed that her repertoire only needed to be tested a little and expanded in the, she hoped, near future.

 

She slowly massaged her flesh, testing and sensing the erogenous zones of her particular anatomy. Interesting, she seemed to be able to increase or decrease the sensitivity of all her body at will by using a small morphing of her flesh. Well, experimentations will be for later. First she must test her primary form or was it `taste'?

 

Her breasts seemed to be the first primary erogenous zone accessible. She began their explorations. Ooooh yes, it was pleasant. The smooth friction seemed to create a series of sparks within her core. The sparks were slowly accumulating into… She didn't know quite yet but it bare the premise of a very nice reward.

 

She slowly sat down to more thoroughly explore her breasts. The nipple seemed overreacting after a little time circling around to excite it. She moaned. A little tweak of the hardened point brought a gasp to her lips. The sensation has been deliciously…painful. She grinned as she tested this assumption. Yes, being a little rough augmented her pleasure. However, she seemed to have a threshold before the pleasure became really painful. She took a mental note to explore that later.

 

Her hands descended along her body to the secondary erogenous zone, to her genitals. She discovered a certain wetness between her creamy thighs. Her sex was producing…lubrification? Well, if lubrification was needed then it only meant that something needed to be inserted, right?

 

Her fingers then traced torrid arabesques on her slit. The sparks suddenly reached meteor status and her first orgasm exploded in her being. She screamed her very first sexual release in the air.

 

There was power, there was energy swirling around her. Senses that she didn't know about `tasted' gently the sweet aroma around her core. It was delicious, sweet and tasty. `Sexual energy' was the name floating in her exhilarated mind. She `drunk' heartily the precious fluid produced by her activity. It was too good to stop now, she needed more!

 

Listening to a whisper of her instinct, her tail entered the picture. Slowly she worked with it on the sensitive slit and clit of her vagina. Her hands were not idle as they returned to her perky round breasts.

 

She worked herself in a series of explosives orgasms. Her moans and grunts only entailed of the extreme pleasure she felt. Finally, the end of her tail began to push her slick, puffy vaginal lips aside and then slowly, ever so slowly, began edging deeper into her.

 

She punched her tail forward in small, lovely strokes causing her to scratch her breasts with her fingernails and spread her legs wide to penetrate herself even harder. She felt the approaching explosion as energy begin to accumulate inside of her in the same time as her final orgasm was growing.

 

She hit the limit, a red aura burst around her as her eyes became two deep pools of emerald light. She screamed as the energy was released around her in an uncontrollable explosion of power.

 

She breathed deeply, completely spent and slumped back onto the smooth ground. The word `little death' from her subconscious took all its signification to her.

 

“Wow!” She breathed. Pleasure of the flesh? Oh yes she wanted it. Again and again. She opened her eyes on the thousands of little…stars? in the sky.

 

She blinked. “Stars! Blackstar? No! Dark! Darkstar will be my name!” She grinned and laughed with joy. She laughed for the pleasure of hearing her laugh. She was happy and laugh was a good way to communicate it.

 

She was alive! She felt good! She was Darkstar!

 

1234567890987654321

 

A few days passed as Darkstar tested the limit of her body and her powers. Yes, she was definitely something more than a simple succubus. Although she was a new born, she felt that her power level was beyond a mere succubus. She even finally discovered what the other half of her was.

 

She was proceeding to a pass in the barrier of rocks around the pool of gestation when she encountered her first demons. They were a dozen of 3-foot-tall humanoids with pale, bloated flesh riddled with maggots. Their white eyes showed no sign of sentience, but their claws and jagged teeth betrayed their feral nature.

 

Her natural telepathy detected nothing but mindless bestiality and violence. A deep revulsion brought a snarl to her lips. Her eyes narrowed as she considered the group from her position high in the sky. The jade-green sun of the day camouflaged her from their stupid senses. She didn't hesitate.

 

She dived right in the centre of the mass. The surprise was total, in a few seconds she hacked half of them in pieces before flying away to dodge their mad charge. Something burning exploded into her core-being. A fire of rage accumulated in the back of her throat. She inspired deeply and breathed a line of fiery death.

 

The mighty fire of the Dragon carved his incandescent wrath on the wretched group reducing them to cinders. She blinked and laughed merrily under the thrill of the discovery. They were nothing but disgusting…souls?

 

She hovered over the hot remains. Manes, they were manes. Formed directly from the souls of evil creatures sent to the Abyss for eternity, they were the lowest of the demons. She tasted the specks of soul-energy and retched. The taint was abominable. It was somewhat `edible' to her organism but the `taste' was horrible.

 

Her séances of self-pleasuring brought her enough energy to live and go on but she knew she needed something more substantial to gain in power. And she needed this power. Even before now, before she found her draconic blood, she KNEW that the Abyss was not for her. She must escape this hell and for that she needed power, lots and lots of powers.

 

She sighed. Well, at least she knew that she could survive for now. She needed some resources, some materials. At the edge of her conscious mind, she knew that some equipment was a must. For now, she saw nothing like communities or others groups like that but there must be some somewhere.

 

1234567890987654321

 

A few weeks passed as the hybrid of Tanar'ri and Dragon learnt to fight against small lesser demons, to survive in the Abyss and to…pleasure herself.

 

Darkstar was beginning to worry about the absence of more evolved and equipped demons when it happened. The ambush was perfect as she suddenly found herself assaulted from behind. As she was flying between the walls of a cliff, something jumped on her back. A violent burning sensation between her shoulder-blades paralyzed her wings and she plunged to the ground.

 

The landing was rather brutal as her aggressor didn't let go of her during the chute. She managed to grab a limb and threw her enemy away. Reeking of decay, a gaunt humanoid was standing a few dozen of feet away from her. It was covered in black leathery skin. Behind its pointed ears, a large curved horn rose out of the back of its skull. A mouth of jagged teeth taking up half of the foul creature's head opened on a wicked smile and he was holding an obsidian dagger in its hand.

 

The burning sensation was progressing in her back: Poison or acid. She snarled and unsheathed her claws. Now she intuitively recognized the Tanar'ri: A Babau, an assassin that stroke with ferocity and she flied directly in its ambush. The red slime covering it was an acidic substance but her natural resistance was up to counteract it.

 

She felt her rage burning in her heart but controlled it. It was not the moment to lose her head against a cunning opponent. She began to circle it waiting for an overture and praying that her natural constitution was up to neutralize the substance in her system.

 

Suddenly her foot hit something hidden in the ground and the Babau laughed as a clay pot crashed on her covering her in a grey powdery substance. She froze to analyze what was happening.

 

“So, how do you find my paralysing spores?”

 

Paralysing spores? But she felt nothing! Well good for her, bad for the Babau as she snarled seemingly helpless in order to lure the Tanar'ri in her range. It worked.

 

She launched herself in a lunge, throwing everything in her attack and catching the Babau flat-footed. She grabbed her limbs, immobilizing it and opened her jaws. The black ichors sprayed her naked body as she tore open its throat.

 

That had been a close call. As a Tanar'ri, she was immune to poison but some substances were capable to bypass the defensive system of a demon. It was with a sentiment of…just revenge? that she plundered the body of her fallen foe.

 

Nothing much but it was a real treasure compared with what she had before. In a pouch, she found 500 gold pieces. She was not sure if gold has any value on this layer but she took it none the less. Another pouch contained 2 rubies of high value but the jackpot was the obsidian dagger.

 

Her senses were more sensitive than those of a mortal. There was the feeling of magic from the weapon. A few essay with some manes in the vicinity proved that it was a bane weapon specifically against evil outsider. It was the perfect weapon against a normal Tanar'ri but not against Darkstar.

 

She smiled. The lair of the foul creature contained nothing much of value since its acidic slime damaged everything but she managed to find enough leather to cover her `naughty bits'. Well, it seemed that she was entering a region of the layer where she will find more and more demons and probably enough information to begin her quest for escaping the Abyss.