Suddenly A Succubus
Chapter 26.5

Amara rolled as she hit the ground, thrilled to be outside the influence of Vee’s angelic magic. Despite all the energy she’d accumulated from her gangbang, the Enochian had still been incredibly disorienting. With the barrier now active, she could redouble her efforts to take out the remaining cultists. She leapt at the nearest threat, a shorter man pulling out a dagger, and drove her claws through his throat.

Fresh blood covered her hands, and she watched the cultist fall to the ground before a dark shadow drifted out of the body. She turned her sights to her next target, but before she could close the distance, a massive shockwave threw her off balance. It shook the entire chamber, and it felt strangely familiar. It was like an electrical pulse that induced an intense atmospheric pressure, and it reminded of the moments before Tessa had accidentally buried herself in vines earlier in the year. When she looked back at the center of the chamber, she saw Sebastian kneeling on the ground.

At least, she thought it was the cult leader. His skin was now dark red, horns had erupted from his head, and a sickening demonic aura surrounded him. When he raised his head, he stared at Amara with glowing, crimson red eyes filled with hate. Before Amara had time to react, this new creature leapt from his place in the circle and charged at Amara.

He moved incredibly fast, and she barely had time to react as she tried to soften his impact. As she caught his fist, redirecting it and dodging to his side, he began speaking.

“How are you free?! That’s impossible!”

His voice was fractured, as if two creatures were speaking simultaneously.

Amara, her surprise slowly wearing off, jumped to her feet. “Sex only makes me stronger, idiot. Or did you forget I'm a succubus?” She charged Sebastian, trying to land a punch, but the cult leader was moving just as quickly as she was. She had gotten so used to the easily dispatched cultists that it took her some time to get used to this new opponent, one who seemed more than capable of matching her speed and strength.

“We had your blood! The sigils were perfect!”

Sebastian shouted, finally beginning to fight back. He landed a series of brutal strikes on Amara, each one threatening to knock the wind out of her. With each attack, however, Amara grew better at reading her opponent.

“Guess they weren’t, or I wouldn’t be here!” Amara finally caught one of Sebastian’s attacks, using his arm to throw him to the ground. She tried to press her advantage, but his speed continued to surprise her. Her bladed tail glanced off the floor as he jumped to his feet, kneeing her in the stomach. The wind knocked out of her, she was unable to stop Sebastian from landing another few strikes. She began coughing up blood, and the edges of her vision turned red. From deep within her, a profound anger began to form, and she directed that anger to fuel her inner fire.

She began moving entirely on instinct, reacting to Sebastian’s attacks faster and faster. Soon, she had regained her footing, and managed to land her first solid hit on him. Her fist connected with his chest, and a concentrated burst of hellfire sent him flying across the chamber. He slammed into the far wall, and she quickly ran after him, summoning more flames before throwing them at the mad cult leader.

Compared to the cultists she’d fought earlier, Sebastian seemed mostly resilient against her flames. Still, they bought her time to continue attacking, and she managed to land another few strikes with her gauntleted fists. Her bladed tail also found purchase, digging deep into his side and causing the scent of fresh blood to fill her senses once again. Strangely, her strikes didn’t seem to be phasing him as much as she would have liked. The more they struggled, the more it seemed like she only had a speed advantage, not a strength one.

From behind, she heard the sounds of Vee fighting off the other cultists, and a burst of Enochian magic narrowly missed her. However, it proved to be enough of a distraction for Sebastian to turn the tables again, grabbing her neck and slamming her into the wall. She gasped in pain, trying to pry his hands from her throat as her tail continued to find openings to dig into him. With another thrust, Sebastian slammed her head against the wall, trying to knock her out, but this time she saw it coming. Protective chitin had already crept up her neck, covering the back of her head, and the attack failed. This bought Amara enough time to summon another burst of hellfire, not to burn him, but to explode with enough force to throw him off her.

As Sebastian flew backwards once more, a guttural laugh formed in Amara’s gut. The cultists she’d dispatched earlier had been all too easy to take down, but now she was up against a real threat. She wasn’t fighting against Nick, who was only human, and she wasn’t sparring with Vee, a complicated friend that she was trying to make amends with. Sebastian was evil, plain and simple, and Amara had no reason to hold back.

Blood ran down her face, and her laughter grew stronger as she found she was enjoying the fight. Being able to let loose, to vent all the anger that had pent up since her transformation had started, was exhilarating. For the first time since learning she was a demon, she was truly pushing her limits, discovering just how much she’d changed, and she was going to make Sebastian pay for thinking he could force her into slavery. She thrived on the violence, wanted more of it, and leapt at her opponent once more.

Amara lost track of how long they were fighting. They were incredibly evenly matched, and for every third or fourth strike she managed to land, Sebastian would make an opening with his incredible strength and throw her off balance. It was during one of these openings that she saw him look towards her friends, safely contained in Vee’s Enochian barrier, and he began ignoring Amara. He leapt at the barrier, throwing himself at it with everything he had to try and break through. Panic filled Amara, and she tried to pull him away as best she could.

She wrapped her tail around his leg, and with another burst of hellfire, she managed to throw him off balance. She put herself between Vee’s barrier and Sebastian, knowing she couldn’t let him through or their plan would fall apart. Inside the barrier, Amara could see that Vee had almost dispatched the rest of the cultists, and Tessa was still focusing on undoing the cult’s circle into Hell.

Sebastian leapt forward again, trying to bypass Amara and attack the barrier directly. Amara stayed in front of him, but the force of his charge was so strong, he was able to grab Amara and shove her against the barrier. Powerful, Enochian magic surged through Amara, severely weakening her as she tried to hold Sebastian back. In her vulnerable state, she was unable to stop Sebastian as he repeatedly slammed her against the barrier, and with one last shout, he managed to break through.

Amara fell to the ground, gasping in pain as the angelic magic vanished. She was still disoriented, and was only barely aware of Sebastian moving in to continue his assault. Before he could reach Amara, however, a barrage of holy arrows flew over her, embedding themselves in Sebastian’s body and forcing him to scream out in pain.

Someone knelt next to Amara, grabbing her arm and helping her to her feet. “Amara! We only need a few more seconds!” Vee whispered.

After nodding in acknowledgement, Amara shook her head to try and ground herself. When she looked up again, she saw Sebastian writhing in pain while holding his head.

“Stop. Fighting. Me!”

he screamed, seemingly with two voices again.

Seeing an opening, Amara jumped forward and sank her bladed tail into Sebastian’s side, hoping to finally end this once and for all. He began speaking again, though seemingly not in response to her attack, which confused her.

“WELLINGTON! STOP FIGHTING ME!”

Sebastian staggered backwards, and Amara paused to try and figure out what was happening. With a closer look, she saw something new. Instead of a single aura surrounding Sebastian, she now saw two. One was clearly angry, full of hate and ego, while the other had a terrible demonic fury to it. They seemed to be battling for dominance inside the cult leader’s body, and Amara shouted out in response.

“Vee, keep attacking! Sebastian is trying to overpower the demon he summoned!”

Amara took a quick moment to look around the chamber to confirm Tessa was still safe. While no cultists were advancing on her, she saw movement from the hallway she’d come from earlier. In the distance, Brandon had reappeared, limping and in pain. He was clearly furious, and held a dagger in his hand as he advanced.

Before she had a chance to intercept him, however, Tessa finally spoke up. “I’ve got it! Brace yourselves!”

Amara turned to the magic circle in the center of the chamber. A crack had appeared in the floor, but it didn’t seem to be in the concrete; it looked more like it was in the fabric of space itself. An overwhelming, demonic energy poured from the rift, and as soon as it opened, the bodies of the nearby cultists began moving closer. The portal seemed to be pulling in everything demonic; the cultists and Sebastian were clearly feeling its effect, as was Amara, but Vee and Tessa seemed unfazed.

She watched Vee move to a nearby pillar, grabbing it for support, as Sebastian stepped closer to Amara. He was now directly between her and the portal in the floor, and Amara watched as Mr. Wellington finally lost his internal battle. The demonic aura took complete control of the body, and his eyes turned black as he stared at Amara.

“What. Are. You?!”

he shouted, his body still littered with holy arrows.

“I’m Amara, you son of a bitch! You tell everyone in Hell that this place is protected!” Amara poured all of her remaining energy into one, concentrated burst of hellfire, then leapt at Sebastian. With one final punch, she let loose a chaotic explosion that forced the demonic cult leader further back to the edge of the portal that would return him to Hell. His eyes flared, and Amara could feel his powerful gaze staring deep inside her, desperately searching for answers, and it felt like he was staring directly into her soul. A horrible smirk appeared on his face, and he began laughing.

“Oh. She’s going tolovethis,” the demon inside Sebastian said. His laughter grew even louder, and he let himself fall backwards into the portal.