Bloody Keys | By : Asukalover88 Category: +G through L > Guilty Gear Views: 2843 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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“This is all I get? A stupid key?” Milla Rage groaned as she tossed a medium-sized jeweled key in the air, strolling down the street on the outskirts of Phantom city. It wasn’t a big fight but anything was better than nothing, and at least she wasn’t going hungry tonight.
“That’s a pretty key.” A voice spoke up behind her as she slowly turned to find a cloaked figure carrying some kind of strange cloaked object over her shoulder at the end of an alleyway.
“Yeah? Why you want it?” Milla grinned at the thought of money as she looked down at the humble-looking thing that was a young girl by the sound of her voice.
“Ohhhh yes, I would like it very much.” The hooded girl looked up shortly as a dark grin appeared with hiding eyes.
“You’re scary I’ll give you that, so how much money you got?” Milla joked curiously as a creepy sense struck her.
“Ohhhh I don’t have any money, but you seem to care less that you even have it…” The cloaked girl’s pale face looked up darkly as Milla recognized the blackened eyes of A.B.A of the In-Gate. “…So hand it over.”
“Over my dead body.” Milla’s hair came to life instantly and attacked as A.B.A threw her cloak off quickly, leaping back and slammed her Axe-Key Paracelly into the ground.
“She shouldn’t give you such options.” Paracelly chuckled to her lover as she vibrated in A.B.A's hands, begging to get frontline C.C.
“She smells of good blood.” A.B.A smiled crookedly, her bandages and cunt were damp with blood and cum as she charged the Russian blonde with Paracelly in tow.
“Crazy bitch!” Milla put up her guard as she was more than ready to do battle. The two fought viciously with gatling combos and ranged assaults. The swirling of weapon and hair rang out across the land as the sound of battling GEAR-fighters got the attention of other GEAR-fighters and sometimes GEARS themselves. Since they were so powerful, they were moved structurally around each other through the land to keep overloads from taking place. When two Gears or fighters fought, it causes a massive strain on the area and people around them. Many battles took place but many knew that the price of killing a GEAR was high, many remained in check.
“I didn’t know anyone was playing tonight?” I-no strummed her guitar slowly as she looked up from a booth in a dive bar down the street.
“You fight well for a human.” A.B.A teased offhandedly as she was in a bit of trouble. She didn’t have any blood transfusion packs left, so she wouldn’t be able to go into “Double Edge mode.” As if reading her mind Paracelly spoke up quietly as she noticed both their health was getting low.
“You need blood A.B.A and that girl's keyhole is bleeding, just wait for her combo strike then use Towing Avoidance followed with Key-Gun.” A.B.A smiled brightly as she was so glad her Paracelly was so smart for a relic weapon. She was the key to the world for A.B.A, knowing and seeing more than the orange-haired girl could even imagine.
“Are you done talking to yourself freak?” Milla yelled across the way as she whipped her head around, causing her hair to react violently.
“I wasn’t talking to myself ugly bitch, NOW FIGHT!” A.B.A wasn’t sure if the girl would take the bait as the move needed her to attack first.
“I’ve had enough! I’m going to fucking buried you!” As planned Milla attacked with full force as a smirk worked up A.B.A’s face.
“The bitch is just smiling?!”
Half way through her combo, Milla's stomach cramped up as the gray-eyed saw an opening. A.B.A's Key-Axe glowed as she slammed it down in front of her.
“Towing Avoidance!” A large shockwave threw Milla back as the dark-eyed girl swung Paracelly back then threw it at the beaten Russian. Milla forced an air recovery as she looked back to see A.B.A’s Key-Axe right behind her. Her hair instantly gripped it as the chain connecting A.B.A and Paracelly tightened. A.B.A jerked her shackled wrist as she dove straight for Milla with two keys aimed in her hands.
The blonde could only react fast enough to guard with her arms as she saw a blade come out of one of the keys. The blade sunk into the back of her left wrist as a loud gunshot when off next. Milla fell back wide eyed in shock as blood spattered A.B.A’s front side.
“So warm.” A.B.A moaned erotically as hot blood hit her face. The two fell to the ground fighting for only breath now as A.B.A spoke up first.
“Don’t worry the shot wasn’t fatal.” A.B.A smirked sweetly as she lightly blew on the end of her smoking Key-Gun. Milla looked down as she brushed a hand up her abs and saw blood.
“Y-You didn’t k-kill me?” Milla asked as she fought off shock.
“I have better things in mind for you then death.” The gothic girl smirked as she started to caress herself. Milla Rage watched carefully as she saw blood stream from different parts of the orange-haired girl’s body.
“All the blood? Some of it’s yours some of it mine.” A.B.A’s pale face filled with a crimson blush for a moment as she pulled what clothing she had on, along with a few bandages. Instantly Rage jabbed two fingers into a hole on A.B.A’s side as the pale girl only tilted her head back and moaned again.
“You like that…!?” Milla’s bragging was cut off immediately as A.B.A suddenly drilled two fingers into the blonde’s wound. Milla shrieked painstakingly to high heaven as she kicked and struggled under A.B.A’s body which was surprising heavy.
“Ohhhh is that what you wanted?” A.B.A hissed lustfully as she leaned down and kissed Milla’s bloody lips. Milla struck the goth girl in the side a couple of times as she began to feel weak. A.B.A's strong tongue scrapped the Russian’s mouth for blood as her body began to react.
“O+, my favorite.” The key-headed girl threw her head back as her gray eyes began to glow lightly. Milla gasped fearfully as the horrible goth’s grinning face met hers.
“My body… is going numb.” Milla whispered feebly. Afraid, she pissed her pants as A.B.A's nimble fingers opened the blonde's coat. A.B.A's gray eyes drunk in Milla's firm but bloody body as the key-headed girl pulled the blue-eyed girl's shorts and panties down next.
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