Assassin vs the Sphinx [Lust vs Danny]

England. Home to much of the new worlds history and culture, as well as many of its dark, mysterious secrets. Deep in the moors of Baskerville lied an ancient, long forgotten crypt, belonging to an evil that predated even the formation of England as a monarchy. Tulan Sharva, an ancient demon, had made his home in this forgotten recess, drawing in unsuspecting victims in the middle of the night. Tulan was an Incubus, a male demon given human form, who specialized in the seducing, and fornicating of women, for the purpose of producing demonic offspring. Tulan, however, had taken this perversion a step farther, killing his victims after impregnating them, thus breaking demonic law. As such, he had to be punished, and the only punishment that demons know, is an exorcism.

Exorcism had two meanings. The one used by the church, the act they performed to drive demons from the realm of humans, and back to the fiery depths from which they came. Then, there was the one used by the demons. Final death. Not simply killing their mortal bodies, and forcing them back to their homes. No, this was the act of killing their spirits, and erasing them from existence completely and utterly. At least, that's what Jessica Krieger had been told, as she had been being prepared for this mission.

She stood outside the ancient cathedral, looking less than impressed under the red hood and face mask that concealed most of her face. A strand of loose blonde hair hung free from the entrapment of the mask, and blew lightly in the English breeze. Raising an eyebrow in disinterest, she pushed open the doors to church, sending clouds of dust into the air, and shining light on a place that had long been forgotten by time. The church was very bare, nothing but a few pews remained, and they were heavily deteriorated, nothing but odd planks of moldy wood, resembling nothing of what they once were. At the end of the church, laid a lone bed.

By itself, the bed would be out of place inside of the church. Add to the fact that it was brand new, and placed within inches to the entrance of an ancient crypt? Well, you didn't have to be a genius to see something wasn't quite adding up.

"Tulan, come out and face me!"  Jessica cried out in the demonic tongue of the royal family, signifying her as a member of such. A demon this old would have to know of the language, or at least, that's what Jessica was banking on.

"Ah, a pretty young thing comes to hunt me." A voice cried out in answer to her calls, giving Jessica much satisfaction. An old, decript man appeared from seemingly thin air. His white hair was long, and disheveled, and hung down in matted locks to the mid of his back. His black robes were loose on his old, wrinkled arms, and filled with holes. This however, was simply due to the fact that Jessica was half demon, and immune to his magic. To a human woman, his look would change to fit her taste. "You hide your features, but I can smell your father's blood coursing through your veins, princess. Sadly though, I can also smell your whore mothers. The disgusting scent of a human."

The insult did nothing to Jessica's temper. She had never met the woman after all, never formed a bond with her, didn't even know what she looked like. For all she knew, Tulan was right, and her birth mother was a whore. It mattered little to her.

"Yea yea old man." She said, waving him off. "This princess is here to kick your ass."

In a flash, the demon had disappeared, reappearing in front of Jessica and driving her into a wall by her throat. For what appeared to be a sickly old man, this demon moved fast, and damn was he strong. Jessica struggled to get free, but it was no use. He overpowered her completely and utterly, leaving her little option but to be strangled to death.

"Oh, a princess. The things I could do to you.." He said, trailing off, giving Jessica a crooked smile. "And so pretty, Lord Zleawr really knows how to make them, doesn't he? First your brother, with those blasted flames of his, and now a pretty young thing like you? Oh,  your father is probably grinning from his banishment right now."

"Brother?" Jessica said through gasp of breath, her hand curling loosely, and moving up to the demon's chest. In a flash of white light, a long sword appeared in her hands, the cross guard resembling the wings of an angel, and materialized through Tulan's chest, killing the old demon instantly. "Someone is going to have to tell me about him, now aren't they?" Jessica said, kicking at the old man's body with her boot. Boy, would it be bad for someone to see this sight.

By chance, Danny found a way of taking a quick school related trip to England. Traveling the countryside, at the expense of her trust fund wielding guardian, Danny took in the sites, met the locals, and heard something about strange happenings in the moors near Baskerville. Naturally, one of those pulled her interest. Security around the area didn't exist at all. Nobody took the ramblings of a madman serious- except the girl sneaking into the ancient tombs. Like anytime Danny went outside of a city, she kept her excavation tools, a small bag, only holding enough capacity to unearth half the catacombs of Paris. She packed a bag with the basic necessity of survival tools in case of a cave in, a rope for climbing or really anything else she would need it for, a flash light, a roll of do anything duct tape, and a little device developed for deep excavation that used echo location to bounce signals off walls to map out what the area looked like. With a bit of a nip in the air, Danny keep on a blue parka over a simple pair of jeans and hiking boots. Just before turning on her flashlight, she readjusted her bandanna and started in.

It got interesting before it got boring. Some odd archaic language spilled out in between a heated clash of some violence. Danny kept her footing sure and rushed her hardest to try and figure our exactly where this commotion broke out from. Before she could get to the stone outcropping leading to the crypt, she felt the ground go out from underneath her, causing her ankle to buckle under. Not broken, not twisted, but a little bruised, Danny started to take out her kit, when she heard the room go quiet.

"Maybe you shouldn't have killed him then." Danny hobbled into the chamber with the incriminating evidence in overabundance. "I think you have some explaining to do. You're going to need to put that sword down or I'll help you put it down. Kay?"

Jessica let out a sigh as she heard the girl approaching several second before she actually came through the door. The young girl seemed to have no intention of hiding, as she fell, banging around, causing Jessica's ears to twitch from the sudden cluster of vibrations assaulting her enhanced hearing. She continued with her monologue as the girl entered the room, before turning her head to listen to what the girl had to say, before slowly shaking her head, burying her face in her palm.

"I really wish you hadn't come out here..." Jessica began, crouching to examine the body of Tulan, making sure it was really dead. "A pretty young human like you? I had no wish to spill innocent blood today, but, my identity must be kept a secret. Besides," She said, kicking the demon once more. "Dumbass gave me everything I needed already, flames like my fathers? How hard could that be to find?"

Taking a small step towards Danny, the swords glowed brilliantly once more, changing shape into two short swords, with identical look to the first blade, before falling into Jessica's outstretched hands. She tiled her head to the side, changing into her demon form. Her eyes becoming feral looking, drawing into a tight scowl. Horns grew from her head, poking out through small holes she had prepared in advance at the top of her cowl like hood, her ears following suit, growing lithe and elf like.

"I'm a good sport though, I'll give you a two second head start. Mortal."

"Yeah, I can see why you would want to murder someone quietly, given the who crypt. I guess you were just planning on an easy enough funeral too." Danny stepped further into the crypt; she handled herself better up close and personal. "Stop me if I'm making untrue generalizations, but are you a demon of sorts?" Before she could get a response from Jessica, Jessica gave a response. "Okay. Two seconds?" The first second came up with the plan. The second was spent running. A bruised ankle slowed her down, but still let Danny get a few steps between her and Jessica.

If she survived this, Danny could cross off fighting a demon from her list. Beating the demon would cross off successfully fighting a demon. Losing would get her scratched off several lists. Most societies didn't give a whole lot of time into fighting demons, and exorcist may or may not be included in her bracelet. Rubbing the bracelet for an activation, Danny  tried to get the answer. "How do I fight a demon?" Her knees loosened. Her arm dropped to her side with her back pack dropping to cradle between the forearm and bicep.

If Jessica followed her the easy way, Danny would sneak a quick, complicated attack. Flipping the backpack around Jessica's side while dropping her back and leaning back to avoid any kind of cross stroke, Danny would follow up by trying to sidestep any direct attacks and try to move behind Jessica, hoping to latch the backpack around Jessica's off arm. If she could latch herself to Jessica, Danny would try to stick herself back to back with the demon, attempt to lock arms with the free arm, and pop her feet up on Jessica's butt. "I was looking for demon hunting. Is this proper demon hunting form?"

Unlike her siblings, Jessica was not battle hardened, she knew very little of fighting, despite the years upon years of training that had been drilled into her mind and muscles. She counted off in her head, one one-thousand, two one-thousand, before she took off, her swords floating behind her as she ran shinobi style towards the girl. The girl's injury made her easy prey for the half demon, causing a small, crooked smile to form underneath her mask. She planted her driving foot bringing one sword horizontally in front of her, while she brought the other one back, digging her back foot into the soft dirt of the moor.

"Die!" She yelled, driving her sword forward, before letting out an exasperated sigh of annoyance, as both her sword and her sword, and her arm, slipped through the straps of the backpack, causing her to fall victim to Danny's combo, and give her self an internal slap upside the head for falling prey to such an obvious trap. Perhaps this human was more than she appeared, or at least, she would give Jessica a slight challenge, as the two 'warriors' locked arms back to back.

"Your moves are good, but you there are two things you didn't take into account. One, I'm only half a demon." Jessica said, wrapping her arms tight around Danny's to hold the girl in place, her biceps flexing taut with effort. "Two, I can heal. You? You cannot." Jessica, still holding both the swords, flipped them in her hand, using her wrist to give them full range of motion, the swords driving towards the soft, flesh just below the ribcage on both girls, aiming to harm herself to inflict a grave injury on Danny.

In all honesty, Danny didn't even know if the tables turned suddenly. Gauging winning and losing against demon, or half-demon even, didn't come with any kind of bar to measure achievement. But, when a demon says "good" and starts counting the reasons you are going to lose, it's time for plan B. On he own, the coming of a blade would go completely unnoticed, subtle and dangerous. A snake hidden within high grass. Now, Danny became the tall grass.

Swinging her legs up, Danny would wrap her knees around Jessica's neck from the front, pulling herself upward to avoid the brutal, career ending attack. She did not leave unscathed though, both blades cut into her back, shredding two massive holes in her parka and leaving fairly deep gashes in her back. Enough adrenaline went into place to keep her from feeling too much of the pain, but she would need more than her first aid kit for those cuts.

Once she flipped around, Danny would conjecture her leg strength could break the grip of Jessica's arms strength, breaking Danny free. If Danny could land in front of Jessica, she would loosen her climbing rope and try to wrap Jessica's arms to her body, keeping her in a very peculiar position with the current placement of her swords. "So, who'd you kill?"

Blue flames hissed from the wounds as Jessica's healing factor had begun to work it's magic on her body. Muscle reattatching, skin forming over, blood clotting and no longer flowing deeply from the wounds. She let out a small, victorious laugh, for a moment, that was, until she felt the rope fly over her body. Letting out a sigh, Jessica stared Danny in the eyes, as her arms began to struggle against the ropes binding her.

"Look, I killed a demon. Nothing peculiar about that, is it? The princess hunting down those who have broken the sacred commands of the royal family?" As she struggled, her swords began to glow again, two beams of light flying together to form a two handed great sword between herself and the rope, which pushed out with great force to escape it's bonds, it's razor sharp edge slicing through the rope as if it was nothing but wet paper. Gripping the sword in both hands, she swung out at Danny, hoping to catch the girl off guard. "You really need to stop underestimating me."

"I'll keep that in mind, but you should try not to smile. Your cheeks are too big and they make your mouth look small." With the size of the blade Jessica pulled out, maneuvering around its reach would make the difference between one piece and two pieces. Even one piece hurt, as Danny moved towards Jessica, the guard of the weapon caught her on the shoulder, knocking her into Jessica's thighs. If a hit from the hilt hurt that much, she could only fathom what the blade would do to her. An aching began to seep in her shoulder, but adrenaline quickly drowned it out.

Getting inside the capacity of the blade would open up Jessica to more of Danny's close up style. Danny wanted to keep Jessica on her stomach to keep her out of her full range of movement. With her stance taken low by the blow, Danny would grab hold of Jessica by the legs, and move to swing her to the ground. The size of Jessica's sword needed to work into Danny's plan, using the leverage of the blade to assist in swinging Jessica to the ground. "Now, that really hurt. Are you ready to tell me what happened, or do I get duct tape out?" If Danny could put her knee in the middle of Jessica's back and pull one of her arms behind her back, it would go a long way in making this fight more manageable.

Off in the darker places of the tombs, an evil started to stir.

Although inexperienced, Jessica was far, far from helpless in a fight. She hit the ground hard when Danny grabbed at her legs, her back taking the brunt of the blow. In a moment of pure, battle born instinct, she lashed out at Danny, aiming for her throat with the palm of her hand. She hoped to force Danny to gasp in air, freeing her legs, so she could wrap her legs around the girls throat, before twisting her body, hoping to bind Danny to the ground.

"Duct tape? At least buy me dinner first, I'm not THAT easy."

Danny kept her backpack close and her enemy closer. Throwing Jessica to the ground made her feel good, but it only made Danny see what Jessica could do with her hands. A quick palm caught Danny in a sensitive spot called the entirety of the throat. Dazed, but not confused, Danny grabbed her roll of tape and tried to wrap it around Jessica's hands to give her a little leverage before everything went to Hell for Danny.

Dirt felt terrible against Danny's skin. Especially after a throat shot and the pain of having a hostile woman's legs around your throat. "So you have skills." In a poor position, Danny made an obvious assessment. A little sliver of tape kept Danny from being completely out of luck, but even that minor victory looked small in comparison to the woman currently pinning her to the ground. "I've got a little something up my sleeve though." A handful of dirt would go towards Jessica's eyes in an attempt to give Danny an inch so she could take a mile.

If Danny could get up, this fight could give her a much better position, but if Jessica cut her off, she would need to find a new strategy while Jessica continued to hold her position.

"You cunt!" Jessica said, rolling away from the girl with the dirt entering her eye. She entered a crouch position, before jumping backwards, putting some distance between herself and the strange human. Rubbing her eyes, and blinking rapidly, her eyes watering up something fierce, she cursed her demonic powers. Why couldn't she have gotten control over her father's flames, or flight? Hell, anything but this regeneration that was doing very little to help her current situation. Blinking once more, she put her hand up, ushering Danny towards her with a very rude gesture, involving one of her fingers in particular.

"Stupid mortal son of a bitch." She said towards Danny, "Why won't you just die already? This is really cutting into my personal time now."

Where the tape missed, the sand did the perfect job. "Do you kiss Satan goodnight with that mouth?" Danny flipped to her feet. Running for the side of the cave wall, Danny would propel herself off the rock face in an attempt to grab Jessica by the shoulders and tackle her to the ground. All the blood from the serious stab wounds to Jessica's healed. Quite some trick. In the midst of the fighting, it made Danny remember the cuts she received from Jessica's blades. If this fight went on for too long, the regenerating demon blademaster would take every advantage on Danny, and she needed her advantages. And, body parts.

"I'm a girl." Trying to wrap her legs around Jessica's shoulder, Danny would try to pull the shoulder out of it's normal means of rotation and hold it against a comfortable pull. Both of her legs would try and grapple the opposing arm from being able to let Jessica try and break Danny's hold. "Wake up. Murder. Party? Is that the schedule I'm picking up from you. Well, I don't feel like dying, but within the next seventy years, I might. Care to wait around?"

Jessica grunted as the girl flew from the rock wall, hitting her square in the chest. She let out a growl, deep from within her chest, as she felt the girl's legs began to wrap around her. Inside of her, a fire began to burn, one of anger, and rage. Her teeth began to elongate, her ears became slightly longer and more elf life, and she began to seethe in rage. She gripped her hands into the dirt, as she began to dig her feet in, constricting her abdominal muscles, pulling Danny off the ground with a sit-up.

"I have had.." She began, attempting to wrap her arms around Danny, constricting her. "...about enough..." She began to rise, attempting to pull Danny up with her as she stood to her feet, her muscles flexing and tightening around her small form. "...of your bullshit!" She screamed, now standing at her full height. She attempted to punch Danny in the stomach, knocking her off of her shoulders, before shooting her hand out, tightening around Danny's throat, and holding her in the air.

If this fails, she will simply begin to run towards a tree with Danny attached to her, attempting to ram the girl into it by her back.

Demon girl had some tiny muscles with some great power. Even though Danny never spent anytime as a can of sardines, she would have something in common with a can if she ever met with one in at a seminar. All of Danny's locks failed as it became a strength contest. Without a proper grip, Danny could only hope her volleyball and cheerleading muscles would suffice. They did not. "Okay, so you can throw a hissy fit. I'm still not..."

A hard blow to her stomach keeled Danny over. She could not even fully contract her abdomen muscles before Jessica grabbed her by the throat and lifted her off her feet. Gripping hard to Jessica's arm, Danny tried to keep her airway clear. "Truce?" The question hung in the air as Danny came into full view of the new visage the half demon possessed. "Who was the guy..." Stretching up, Danny choked down her saliva and gasped for air. "You killed?"

"I already told you, didn't I?" Jessica said, squeezing tighter on the poor girl's airway, her demonic gaze locking eyes with Danny. "He's a demon. One of my Father's subjects. He broke the laws set forth by his demonic class, and he had to be punished. Don't know if you heard, but demons don't exactly get fair trials." Jessica began to squeeze, tighter and tighter, on Jessica's throat. Her knuckles, and the veins in her hand, began to protrude as the skin tightened further and further around the muscles.

"You know, it's a real shame I have to kill you." She admitted, cocking her head to the side, taking a final look at the girl. "You're rather pretty. Exotic some would say, even for a human." Letting out a sigh, Jessica released Danny, and paced over to her sword, white light coating it again as it changed back into a single long sword. She returned to Danny, who she presumed would be gasping for air, on her knees at this point, and pointed the sword at her throat. "Any last words?"