CLUB-S
A Game of Traps
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Author’s Note(s): Well, much to my surprise, this story has
turned out to be one of the most complex stories I’ve ever done. The shear
number of sub-plots and the complexity of the characters is insane.
I’d also like to address the fact that the story hasn’t
really lived up to the promise of a dark, fetishistic tale. Well, that will
soon change! Things are quickly going to get moving, and I’m very enthusiastic
about the potential of this fanfic.
-Bojack727
“CLUB-S”
Part 7: A Game of Traps
***
Yusuke knew that he’d have to dig much deeper and longer to
find the information that he was looking for. The Makai
was a complex and mysterious land of deceit of treachery. The task before him
was admittedly daunting, but he knew the stakes were high.
The most crucial aspect of his mission was the unusualness
of it. In the past, he’d been on countless missions. However, they always
remained in the somewhat degrading category of grunt work. He’d been sent to-
for lack of a better word- assassinate
the Saint Beasts. He’d helped rescue a damsel in distress, and he’d been
blackmailed into fighting in a tournament. But these always came down to brute
force.
This time, he was working against an enemy that was faceless
and nameless. They were vague, and yet powerful enough to inspire fear simply
by word of mouth. These were the kind of people you didn’t want to mess with,
and that was just what he was doing!
He swore inwardly at the sheer stupidity of his venture, and
yet still understood that he wasn’t just out on another mission- this was a job
that would either solidify the future of Spirit World, or cast the whole damn
place into anarchy!
Who were the “Red Claw” and what were they capable of? class=GramE>And more importantly, why?
Somewhere behind him, a pebble rolled down a slight incline…
Yusuke turned and looked around, trying to spot something
around him. He then noticed someone slouched down on the ground, his head
resting on his knees, along with his arms. He was dressed in black and had a
large hat on.
“Who are you?” Yusuke asked coolly.
“Silly little Human kid goes and sticks his nose where it
doesn’t belong.” The stranger remarked and lifted his face to up to look at
him. His eyes met with the human’s. “You stick your head out too long and class=GramE>someone’s gonna…” he paused, his
words drifting away.
Yusuke stepped back and narrowed his eyes.
“SOMEONE’S GONNA CUT IT OFF!!!” He slurred madly.
“What the fuck?” Yusuke exclaimed. He turned around came
face to face with another demon. This one was hanging upside down from a tree
branch. She was holding onto a thin thread with her hands and feet as she hung
upside down.
She was wearing a tight black one-piece leather bathing
suite and her arms and legs were covered in black and white candy stripes,
always down to the tips of her fingers and toes. One of the more notable
aspects of her costume was the large slid down the front, showing off her
formidable cleavage. Her face was a pale blue color and her long black hair was
marked with streaks of white in it. The sun reflected dully off her posh black
lipstick. Perhaps most shocking was the fact that her breasts seemed to hold
their position, and not hang down in front of her face!
Her blood-red eyes met his. “The fly just flew into the
web.” She remarked, her smile revealing rows of sharp teeth.
Yusuke flinched. “Listen babe,” he began. “I don’t know who
you guys are, but you can take you’re act elsewhere because I’m busy.”
“The only thing you’re gonna be
busy with is getting the living hell beat out of you, love.”
Yusuke felt something stab him in the shoulder. He then
realized that she had thrust out of her leg and stuck a pin into him that she
had been holding with her foot.
He fell onto his knees. “Shit!” He swore as his vision
blurred. He then looked up as the other demon walked up behind him. He looked
down at him and then raised his hand.
The female watched happily as Jekt
struck the human across the back of the skull then as the human fell down, face
first, into the dirt.
Jekt looked down at him and
smiled. “We have to be sure it’s him, Ishtara.”
She descended onto the ground, landing on her feat and then
looked up at him. She smiled. “I’ll make sure,” She remarked and kneeled down.
She looked at his still form and turned him over.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> She leaned in got almost nose to nose with
him. “They say this guy is part demon- he smells like it.” She then tilted his
head and ran her tongue along his neck. “Oh, and he tastes like a demon.”
She then reached down and grabbed his crotch. “Yes, he’s
part demon, alright.” She added deviously.
Jekt kneeled down beside and
smiled. He lifted up the brim of his hat. “I think the boss is really class=SpellE>gonna have some fun with this one.”
***
“I’m glad you three could make it on such short notice.” class=SpellE>Koenma remarked to the three individuals standing before
him.
Kuwabara, Kurama,
and Botan- the unofficial ‘fifth member’- nodded in
reply.
“So, Urameshi went back into the
demon world to follow up a lead?” The tall human asked.
Koenma nodded. “Yes, but we
haven’t heard from him since.”
“How long has he been in the Makai?”
Kurama asked.
“Almost a week.” class=SpellE>Koenma replied. “And you three will be joining him soon.”
“Oh my, you mean me as well?” Botan
asked cutely.
“Yes, the boys can use you as window dressing.” class=SpellE>Koenma replied, only to find himself
staring eye-to-eye with a grim look fairy girl.
“I mean, because they’ll need your expertise and skills in
this mission.” Koenma offered.
Botan stepped back and
straightened out her collar. “I thought that was what you mean.”
Kuwabara and Kurama
felt beads of sweat form at their side as they watched the scary display before
them.
***
Matsui stood by the window silently, staring out into the
ethereal sky-scape of the spirit world. He didn’t
even budge as the door opened slightly.
“Toshiro, I’m glad you’re here.”
The Apparition stopped and nodded. “Sir?”
He asked, noticing that the room was rather dark, and Matsui seemed to be
standing in a shadow.
“I think it’s time we began to take care of all of these
loose ends. I expect that you know what to do?” He asked.
Toshiro nodded. “Of course, my lord, nothing must get in the
way of your ascension- the fate of all our lives rests on it.”
And with that, he left, leaving Matsui by himself, once
more. He sat down and looked away. “If only you knew…”
He picked up a glass of whine and held it up to the light
and smiled.
***
The Mistress smiled as she lowered the cup of wine and
looked across the room as the door creaked open. “Yes?”
Jeckt and Ishtara
walked into the room and stopped, standing perfectly still before her seated
form. Jekt removed his hat and bowed before her, as class=SpellE>Ishtara bowed as well.
“My incomparable Lady, we bring good news.” class=SpellE>Jekt announced dramatically.
The Mistress stood up and met their looks. “I imagine you
do, my old friends.”
Jekt smiled. “The interloper was
easily captured- having walked into our most insidious trap.” He explained. “We
have brought him here to you, for your pleasure.”
A look of glee passed over Ishtara’s
face as she elaborated on the scheme. “He’s still alive, I made certain of
that.” She added. “And all of his most ‘important’ features are in perfect
condition.” Her voice speaking in a decidedly salacious tone.
The Mistress clapped her hands together. “Wonderful, I think
I’m going to enjoy this. Death is always so much more fulfilling when it’s the
slow deliberate kind.”
“Ohhh, you know how to get a girl
so hot, is my little ‘toy’ here?” Ishtara asked
happily, hopping up and down on either foot.
The Mistress smiled. “Yes, he’s here right now, and I think
he’ll be quite pleased to spend some quality to time with you.” She replied huskily,
running a hand through her thick red hair.
Ishtara squealed happily and ran
out of the room.
The Mistress stepped forward. “Excellent, perhaps now those
meddling fools in the spirit world will learn that we are not to be taken
lightly.” She remarked. Then, looking down, she smiled at the unconscious
Yusuke. “And as for our special guest, I think that I have a few ideas as to
what to do with him.”
~End of Part 7~
I hope you all enjoyed this new chapter, thank you.
P.s. I went back to my primary school for the fall semester-
I lived on campus at the time and it was a private catholic university, so it
blocked aff.net. Now that I’m back home, writing out of my house on my own computer
and paying my own internet bill, I can work uninhibited. So, sorry for the sudden
lack of updates.