FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Slayer's Redemption

Chapter 5

Execution

Drums. I heard the sound of drums. Ba-da...ba-da...ba-da. I couldn't see anything but endless darkness with the only sound this beating. As I floated through darkness, I realized what the sound was.

A heart beat. I couldn't help but laugh. "Okay, I get it. My heart is calling me, and I need to get it back. Right....?" I listened for a reply, but none came. The only change was the tempo of the beating.

It was speeding up.

As it sped up, I felt a pain in my chest. I looked down, not expecting to see anything. However, just as I looked down, a scene formed around me.

"Return..."

I found myself in the middle of some oriental temple grounds. Small twisting trees and ornamental rocks were scattered around the area surrounded by red brick walls.

"Return..."

"What? Who's there?" I called out as I heard the strange voice come from nowhere. I walked towards the temple entrance. As I got closer, the beating sped up and the pain increased, but I continued walking to the door.

As I climbed the few steps, the pain became so powerful that I felt weak. Each step felt that much harder to climb.

"Return..."

Despite the pain, I forged forward. I was almost to the door when the pain became too much. I grabbed my chest where the hole was, but felt flesh. I looked down and found the area over my heart torn open and bloody. The skin was pulled back, flesh and muscle shredded, ribs showing white and shattered, and blood pouring out to pool around me.

"Return."

This time the voice came from right in front of me. I looked up just in time to see a red hand reach for my face, then darkness as all noise and feeling ended.

It was the same as when Lilithmon had nearly killed me. I had floated through a black void for what seemed an eternity until I woke up in that cell for the first time.

"God this is boring...huh?" I slowly started feeling like I was lying down on something. As I waited for this new dream to resolve itself, I also became aware of movement. I was...bouncing? Yes, something was bouncing on top of me.

Then I felt the pleasure. "Oh yeah, that's it." Whatever I was dreaming, I was getting some special attention. I could feel that I had a full erection, and it was imbedded in something tight and wet. Then the moaning started. It was very feral sounding, but....real?

I finally woke entirely and opened my eyes to find Bastemon straddling my waist. She was bouncing up and down on my shaft, moaning and purring each time she landed back on my groan. Her eyes were screwed shut from the pleasure she was giving herself with my morning wood.

"Having fun?" I asked in a stern voice. Her eyes shot wide open and she froze with half of me inside her.

"Mmmorning Slayer....um.." she was stuttering as she found her self caught doing the one thing I hated; she was using me.

"If you plan on living, you better finish what you started." I said with a smirk. Though the remark sounded playful, she got the intention behind it. She slowly nodded and started bobbing up and down again. Even though I was in my human form, a growl of approval still rose from my throat. I grabbed her hips and helped her move faster.

I could feel her walls clamping down on me, telling me she was close to release. I wasn't going to let her have it. I waited until the last moment, then I lifted her completely off of me and held her above me. "Huh? Wa.." she started protesting, but stopped at the glare I gave her.

"You used me, so I'm going to use you." With seeming little effort, I tossed her a couple inches into the air and spun her around.

"Hey!" I grabbed her hips as she came back down. I then sat up so that her back was against my chest.

"You're going to learn not to play games with your betters." With those words, I pulled her down, shoving my entire dick right up her ass. She screamed in pain at the unfamiliar sensation. I didn't wait for her to get used to it and started lifting her up.

I lifted her until just the head of my meat was inside her, then I roughly pulled her back down. I continued doing this as she screamed. I knew that I had torn her and that it was causing her great pain, but the tightness of her ass was bringing me closer to my peak.

As I got closer, I wrapped my right arm around her waist to continue moving her, but I used the left to squeeze her right breast. I pulled and pinched her nipple with unnecessary force, causing her to scream even louder. "I'm sorry! I promise, I won't do it again! I'm sorry!" I touched her face and felt a streak of wet fur.

"Fine." In one swift move I picked her up and threw her across the room. She rolled until she hit the wall, gasping for air after all her screaming. "Now, finish what you started." I said as I pointed to the floor at my feet. She got on all fours and crawled towards me.

Once she reached the bed, she sat between my legs and stared at the task before her. My dick was standing at its full 6" length, covered in her blood and what was left of her sex juices. She tentatively brought a hand up and grabbed it. I resisted the feelings that brought and simply stared at her, waiting for her next move.

She started moving her hand up and down, getting it covered in her own blood. I let out an annoyed growl when I felt she was stalling. She flinched, then slowly moved her head forward. I could barely contain myself as she licked my tip, then slowly took my shaft into her mouth. By the flinching I felt, she was rather nervous about tasting me after I had just finished fucking her in the ass.

When I felt she was going too slow, I grabbed her hair and forced her head further down until she had taken me entirely. I heard a muffled groan, but ignored it. I let go of her head, and almost growled again until I felt her start moving. She lightly licked at me with her tongue as she bobbed her head up and down. She was picking up speed and licking harder.

I couldn't hold back any more and let out a loud groan as I felt her sand paper tongue wrapping around my cock. "That's right. Faster." And so she went faster. I was still groaning when I felt a vibration and heard a muffled moan. I looked down and found that she had started rubbing her breasts while using one of her tails as a makeshift dildo. I could see the moisture on her tail as it moved in and out of her.

Watching her screw herself while sucking me off pushed me that much further. With a final groan, I grabbed her head with both hands and held it down as I unloaded into her mouth. I heard her gagging and let go. She fell backwards onto her rear just as the last spurts left my tip, landing on her face. I watched as she wiped her mouth and licked the remnants of my cum from her hand and face. "I love it when you're rough." She said with a smirk.

I laughed "Yeah, well I love being rough." I stood up and walked to the bathroom that was connected to our room. I got into the shower and turned on the water. "Baste, get your fuzzy butt in here and clean up." I said as I got the water temperature just right. I turned to the door just as Bastemon walked in.

"You know, I didn't get to finish." She said seductively as she lightly rubbed between her legs. I beckoned her to me.

Just as she came into reach, I grabbed her and pulled her into an embrace. "Let's see if we can fix that." I held her so her back was against my chest. I slowly rubbed along her sides; one hand moving up while the other moved down.

My right hand reached her chest, and I used it to lightly massage her left breast and occasionally pinch her nipple. At the same time I used my left hand to rub the lips of her pussy. Bastemon was moaning and purring very loudly as I played with her body. A loud gasp escaped her as I slowly inserted a finger into her, then another. I used my index finger and thumb to pinch and rub her clit while the rest of my fingers were exploring her insides.

She was trembling all over until I brushed a rough area, then her whole body seized up. I brushed the area again and got a near scream in return. "Found your sweet spot?" I asked playfully as I paid full attention to that spot. The only answer I got was her fidgeting and pushing against my hand.

"Ha...harder!"

I nearly pushed the rest of my hand into her as I rubbed her g-spot even harder using the heel of my wrist to rub her swollen clit. I did this for all of five seconds before she screamed. Her insides tightened up just before I felt her juices pouring out over my hand, covering it and running down her legs. I continued fingering her, prolonging her orgasm until her legs simply gave out. She kneeled down, gasping for air.

I grabbed her around the shoulders and stood her up facing me. "Feel better?" She simply nodded since she was still out of breath. I let her go and watched as she swayed a little, but stood. I grabbed a bottle of shampoo near the shower, poured some into my left hand, then handed the bottle to Bastemon. "Hurry and clean up, we have an execution to attend." She just nodded, then started cleaning her fur.

I cleaned my hair, then used a bar of soap to finish the rest of me. Bastemon was still cleaning her fur by the time I had finished and dried myself off. I thought back to how water normally evaporated off me. It didn't actually evaporate; my body broke down the water's data and absorbed it.

It was about a month after my transformation when I learned that my body could break down the data of anything in the digital world. Water having the loosest coding caused my body to break it down without effort. There not being anyone else like me, I had to teach myself to not break done everything around me.

Not a fun process; I had accidentally broken down a mile wide area, creating a VERY large crater.

Try explaining that to a queen who couldn't do half that on her best day.

I was suddenly broken from my reminiscing when a pair of semi-damp arms wrapped around my waist. "I thought you were in a hurry?" Bastemon said behind me. I pulled her arms away and turned around with a stern look on my face.

"Didn't your mother ever tell you not to interrupt a man when he's thinking?"

"Na, she got deleted before I even hatched. Besides, who needs moms anyway, huh?"

Something inside me hurt, bad. I grabbed my chest, digging my fingers into the hole there. Something deep inside was burning, tearing apart. I fell to my knees and coughed up blood. "Slayer? SLAYER?" I felt Bastemon wrap her arms around my shoulders. My vision went red, then dark. I thought I had blacked out, but I could still feel Bastemon's grip on my shoulders.

"Return..."

Suddenly my vision cleared, and the pain was gone. I was back in the bathroom with Bastemon staring at me with fear in her eyes. I spat the rest of the blood from my mouth and stood up, pushing her away as I straightened up. "I'm fine, leave me alone."

I walked into the main room and found my clothes. Before dressing, I tapped the screen on my right hand. "Command, activate." There were a couple beeps, then that familiar cool rush. I looked down to find my skin a dark gray once again. I stretched my wings and flexed my tail to wake them up.

No matter how many times I changed like this, I still got 'pins and needles' in my extra limbs. I looked in the mirror near the bed and saw the horns and the jet black hair I had acquired. I also saw the markings that formed the seals.

A series of silver veins covered my chest with several small gems embedded in my flesh, each one the result of a seal placed on my power. There were currently three gems evenly spaced around the hole in my chest.

Normally the seals weren't visible, but they always appeared when I exerted myself. Though they limited my power, I still had access to much more than the average digimon. I watched as they slowly faded away until there as nothing left.

Just then Bastemon wrapped her arms around my waist again. "I'm never going to understand why you insist on becoming human at all. It makes you look so...weak."

I laughed and looked down at her. "Then it would probably surprise you to know I was human at all once." I stated. The look of disgust on her face was rather funny. I lightly pushed her away again, walked over to my clothes, and started getting dressed.

Gray shorts, black T-shirt, jeans, and cloak, spiked boots, metal armor gauntlets, Glademon's helm and swords. I looked myself in the mirror again and thought the helm looked much better than the wide brimmed hat I used to wear. My red eyes with cross-shaped pupils looked very demonic through the eye slits.

"To think this vision of pure evil and terror before me used to be human." Bastemon said as she walked beside me. She was wearing the clawed gloves, veil, and baggy pants typical of her kind.

I checked to make sure I had everything then nodded in satisfaction. "Alright, lets go kill some mon." I said as I left through the bedroom door with Bastemon in tow.

As I walked through the Inn, I was beginning to really like the helm. I was able to smile without anyone seeing it now; unlike before when I had to fight to keep from even smirking. Lilithmon had told me once that if I didn't take my work seriously, no one would take me seriously. That's where the whole 'rod up the ass' act started. Everywhere I go, if I'm not in private, I'm as serious and stuck up as I can manage to act.

I was headed for the front entrance when the Digitamamon stepped in front of me. "Sir, your breakfast is...AAAHHH!" CRASH! I'd picked him up by the crack in his shell and thrown him across the room. He crashed into the main desk sending splinters everywhere.

"Stay from my path." I stated coldly. There was barely a groan in return from the pile of broken wood. I continued on through the front door out into the morning air.

I took a deep breath and exhaled; a small cloud of smoke forming in front of my face before dissipating in the morning breeze. I stood there for a moment to take in the scenery. This town, like many others, had a quaint beauty to it in the morning glow. It wasn't until I heard the quick succession of closing doors and window shutters that I remembered I had a job to do.

I headed straight for the town center, ignoring anything else along the way. Once I reached the fountain, I stood in the middle of the open area and looked up. Raising my right hand above my head, I gathered a small amount of energy and fired it into the sky. "Blast Wave." The ball of black energy erupted, causing a deafening explosion to echo through the area.

It was well known that this was the signal for people to gather. I waited as all the digimon in the town began marching into the area, nobody stayed behind because I could sense separate digimon. I paid close attention to where each digimon was to make sure everyone was here.

Once I could only feel one large mass around me, and nothing else farther out, I spoke. "Those who allied with the heretic, step forward!" I gestured to an empty area, and used some power to force the ground to rise into a stage. I watched as one at a time several digimon walked onto the stage. I could hear crying along with a few prayers to the digigods.

I couldn't help but smile at this since no digimon dared to face me alone. That was why they had banded together, but without their leader, there was nothing they could do.

Once the flow of digimon stopped, I beckoned Bastemon over to me. I heard several gasps as she walked to me; that was usually the reaction when Bastemon was revealed as my accomplice and spy. "Is that all of them?"

She looked at each of them in turn, but blinked several times as she got to the last one. "No, there's one missing, master." I gave her a sidelong glance signaling her to clarify. "There was a Renamon among them during the last gathering, but she isn't here."

That wasn't good, one survivor could spread more trouble. "WHAT!" I demanded. I looked among the crowd, searching for this Renamon. I just caught a glimpse of a yellow tail go around a building. I crouched down and leaped in that direction. The digimon screamed and yelled as they tried to get out of my way, not wanting to get removed the hard way.

I turned the corner and caught another flash of yellow going around another building. Renamon were fast, but they couldn't hide from me. After turning the third corner, I lost sight of her. I jumped into the air and hovered about twenty feet high. I held up my right hand and used the digi-compass to find her again.

She had just jumped the town wall and making good speed, but I could see her again. I opened my hand and pointed the palm towards her. Concentrating on her energy signature, I formed a foot long barb in my hand, then fired it. I watched as a stream of red smoke trailed behind it, then ended as it struck home in her left thigh.

I flew the fifty feet to her, then landed. She was trying to stagger away while holding her wounded leg "Please, no. It wasn't m" SMACK, thump. I backhanded her, knocking her unconscious onto the ground. Picking up her limp form, I flew back to the town. I landed back into the town center and dropped my load in front of Bastemon.

"Her?"

Bastemon looked at her and shook her head. "No, master. The Renamon I saw was red." That really wasn't good. I walked to the renamon, knelt by her leg, and pulled out the spear I'd hit her with.

"If any know of this red Renamon, speak now and I may spare your code!" I waited for a moment. "So be it." I brought my hands together, grabbed my right middle finger with my left hand, and pulled. The metal armor covering that finger grew more links as I stretched it. I repeated the process until I had a six-foot long chain.

I brought my right hand up and whipped the chain, slicing off the head of the first digimon on the stage. Its body fell over and dissolved. I waited another five seconds, then did the same to the next digimon.

The looks of utter doom on the faces of those on the stage were priceless, but I felt no joy in seeing them. The idea that a digimon may have escaped me was infuriating. I continued this process three more times and was about to kill a Gazimon when a form separated from the crowd. "Please stop! I know where she went!" This came from another Gazimon.

"Shut up bro" Crack! "Aahh!" The Gazimon on the stage knelt down as his left arm began bleeding.

"Speak." I glared at the Gazimon before me as he knelt before me.

"S-she went North! I saw her leave just before dawn. Every one else was asleep when it happened!" I nodded and looked at the remaining digimon on the stage.

"Your code has been spared, however..." Crack! "Failure to report an escape will not be tolerated." I stated as the Gazimon in front of me dissolved into code. I concentrated for a moment and managed to gather what was left of the scattered code around me. Though I could have killed the ones on the stage and gotten away with it, I needed the others to believe cooperating would help their situation.

I retracted my whip and turned to leave just as cries of sorrow and agony began to reach my ears. "Bastemon, we're leaving." I said as I walked past her. She followed me quietly as we left through the North town gate.

Nobody escaped me.

Nobody.