AFF Fiction Portal

Soul Hunters

By: Gnostic-Mistress
folder Original - Misc › -Het - Male/Female
Rating: Adult +
Chapters: 10
Views: 2,393
Reviews: 0
Recommended: 0
Currently Reading: 0
Disclaimer: This is complete fiction, any similarities to real life are unintentional and seriously unbelievable.
arrow_back Previous Next arrow_forward

Third Fight!

"Why can’t I see her, I’m her friend!" Sigrid sat up with a slight yawn. She was sure it had been at least a couple of hours since blondie had left. Hell, it could’ve been days, she wasn’t too sure since she’d been asleep most of the time. Her body was still hanging on and the time she’d spent out of it had cleared the drug induced fuzz from before.

"Sorry, only family is allowed to visit patients in the ICU." She watched as Damien gave the nurse a look that could kill. She smiled faintly, he’d changed his hair to a very nice emerald green and she saw he was wearing his white out lenses.

"She has no family! I’m her only family!" She felt kind of bad for him, he looked worried sick. If only she could tell him she’ll be just fine, she wasn’t going to be dying yet.

"Well rules are rules sir, you can come back tomorrow and speak to her doctor if you wish but visiting hours are about to end and I’ll have to ask you to leave."

"So… you have no living family, not even a distant cousin. How rare in this day and age," Sigrid sighed faintly, she was getting used to this.

"Yeah, my last living grandmother died almost 10 years ago now. My parents were both only children, as were all of my grandparents." She turned and was pleasantly pleased to find this man just as attractive as the previous two. He was a bit darker than the first male she’d beat; it was a gorgeous caramel tone that really had her mouth watering. Or it could’ve been the fact that out of all three, he was the one wearing the least amount of clothing so she could see the firm muscles that lined his extremely tall frame. He had a very light looking linen vest and cargo shorts. She was certain he was nearly a foot taller than her. His shoulders wide and hips narrow; his dark hair was plaited into cornrows that reached past his elbows and his hazel eyes made her melt.

"You know, for a mortal in this era you are taking all these visitations rather well." He closed the file he’d been reading from as they scrutinized each other.

"Well there is one of three explanations for this whole situation. It can either be that this is all just a drug and coma induced hallucination, which would explain all the eye candy, or it’s all just a dream and I’ll wake up late for my first class as always, which still explains the gorgeousness of the men; or, my favorite, this is all really happening. Which begs the question, why are all of my visitors so goddamned attractive?"

"Hmm, that certainly is a good question." Sigrid almost swore that the man gave her a faint smirk. She couldn’t be certain though because it happened so fast, he seemed to prefer a rather grim facial expression. She licked her lips, if this was all a dream maybe she could call back the other two sexy men and have a fun little human sundae. Coffee, vanilla and chocolate, yummy… "Why are you staring at me like that woman?"

"Oh… Sorry… Went off on a little fantasy with you and your buddies, I’ll tell you only it included chocolate and caramel sauce and whipped cream."

"Are all females of this generation as uncouth as you?" He wrinkled his nose slightly; she felt very amused and figured he’d be as fun to tease as the blond guy was to torture.

"I think it depends on the woman. I myself find no problem in expressing my desires, like having you bend me over…" She licked her lips teasingly and began to walk towards him. "Or, tying you down to be at my mercy," He raised his eye and stepped out of her reach, "Tasting you all over..."

"Enough, woman," He snapped. She grinned broadly.

"You are way too wound up sweetie. Come here, let mama work out your stress, maybe you can call your friends back and we can have a sticky party." He got a dark, irritated look in his eyes, one she often got when someone had gone too far with her. It was only thanks to her training that she was able to block his strike.

"Do not speak of such things. I would never allow a common lowly woman like you touch me." She smiled, suddenly in a much better mood.

"Sorry honey, you should’ve told me so earlier. Listen, if this is all you want why don’t we just call it a day and you can run back to where you came from?" He glared and got into a fighting stance she’d never seen before. "So, that means no?"

"I have a job to complete woman, you should be dead and I’ll make sure of it." She smiled and got into her muy thai variation stance she used in the ring.

"So, how about if I drop you to your knees I win and you leave?" He nodded in agreement.

"If I drop you, you’ll stop this hopeless charade and come willingly."

"Sure love," She teased, he seemed to have had enough because he attacked then. She avoided him easily enough. He seemed trained in some kind of fighting style that reminded her of kickboxing. Thanks to all the different styles she used she was able to parry and avoid the brunt of most of his attacks. It didn’t make it hurt any less and she wondered how she, as a soul, could feel pain.

"You are a rather skillful fighter, but you’ll never win if you don’t attack." He was surprised that she was able to last so long against him; it was even more amazing since she was nothing but a woman.

"Don’t worry, I’m just waiting for the perfect… place… to… strike." Sigrid saw the opportunity arrive and made sure to fake him out. She twisted around to his left while he swung at her with his right and kicked him low in the side of his knee. He was unbalanced and fell before he could even comprehend what she had done. He knees touched the floor and he blinked at her in surprise. "Ha! Ha! Ha! I win!" She smiled, "Bye bye, yummy guy. If this is really a dream, make sure you call back the other two when you visit next time for some fun okay?" She walked back to her body that had started to weaken in her fight.

"…You realize there are more coming, woman."

"Ooo… Hopefully, I’ll be in luck and they’ll be as gorgeous as you and your buddies." She smiled and lay back near her body, waving the visitor away.

"Odd…" Was the last thing she heard him say, in the blink of her eye she was again alone in her room. And this time even more exhausted than before.

Death 0- Sigrid 3

arrow_back Previous Next arrow_forward