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It is a city overrun by crime. The shattered windows and bullet holes on its old buildings serve as a warning to foolhardy outsiders. There has particularly been a recent, drastic rise in rapes. Attractive, young women should not be walking these dark, near empty streets alone, especially at this time of night.
And yet, Mika Asagi, a slender and pretty teenage girl with short, silver hair, decides to take that risk for the man known as Beyond the Grave. A long time ago, Grave was Brandon Heat, a close friend of Mika's late mother and the best hit man of her late father's Millennion organization, but most importantly, the teenage girl considers him the only family she has left.
Unfortunately, Grave is a Deadman, an undead soldier whose body will collapse without periodic blood transfusions. Mika has been sustaining him with her own blood, but the process is starting to take a toll on her health. Then, while searching for a solution online, she happens to meet Beth Williams, a disgraced nurse who lost her license and is now selling medicine in the black market or providing services illegally; mostly treating bullet wounds for gangsters.
After a few weeks corresponding with each other, Mika decides that she can trust the nurse enough and, during a video call, shares her problem with the other woman. Beth informs the teenage girl that she has created synthetic blood that can be reproduced both easily and affordably. This artificial blood can be modified to suit any donee, including Deadmen like Grave. The two women strike a deal: blood for Yule. However, since their transaction is an unlawful one, they must meet at such an ungodly hour away from the prying eyes of the law.
Mika cautiously walks on the sidewalk close to the walls while hugging her upper arms and keeping her head bent low, trying to not bring attention to herself.
"I wish my skirt wasn't so short," she chastises herself. "But I was so excited about getting Grave the synthetic blood that I didn't even think about wearing something less conspicuous."
She is saddened by how quiet and empty the streets are and wishes that she lived in a place where families can safely enjoy an evening stroll.
"It would be great if I could take a walk hand in hand with Grave at night," she sadly thinks.
She feels the small double action revolver hidden under her short red leather jacket, and it provides her with a modicum of comfort. A block away from the bar where they are supposed to meet, she hears a woman's soft cries coming from a parking lot. What she sees makes her gasp into her palm.
There is a naked, long-haired, dark-skinned woman on her hands and knees. She is surrounded by rough-looking men who appear to be members of a biker gang. One of them is crouched behind her with his hands on her hips. His eyes are wide with mad lust and drool trickles down his beard as he viciously rapes the woman doggy style.
"Oh my God!" Mika squeaks to herself when she recognizes the victim. "That's Beth Williams!"
The bearded rapist grunts as he ejaculates into the woman. When he finishes, he pulls out of her so that one of his friends can have a turn. Beth slowly raises her tearstained face and opens her eyes. She spots Mika and nearly cries for help but quickly stops herself to avoid condemning the teenager to a similarly horrific fate. She furtively shakes her head to warn the younger woman away, except Mika would never turn her back on anyone that might need her help.
The short-haired girl pulls out her revolver and shouts, "Get away from her!"
"Mika, no!" Beth screams.
The bikers turn their heads towards the newcomer. Beth is a very attractive, buxom young woman, but Mika is younger and much prettier. The gang members completely forget about their captive and chuckle wickedly as they approach the teenage girl.
Their leader, the stocky, bearded man that just raped Beth, pulls up his pants and lecherously asks in a thick foreign accent, "Well, what have we here? A bonus round?"
"Stay back!" Mika warns him, the gun shaking in her hands.
Although she had to defend herself alongside Grave numerous times against Mafia thugs and humanoid monsters, Mika just isn't a violent person by nature. She shuts her eyes tight and fires a warning shot into the air. The bikers don't even flinch and continue inching towards her.
Mika shouts, "Help! Somebody, help us!"
Unfortunately, no one comes to her aid. The gangs control the city, and its terrified citizens know better than to incur their wrath.
One of the bikers cackles maniacally and lunges at the silver-haired girl. Mika squeals and shoots him in the leg. The biker stumbles. To Mika's surprise, he rights himself and starts laughing again.
The teenage girl gasps to herself, "Th-They've been genetically augmented?!"
The biker gang members rush towards her at the same time.
Mika shouts while firing at them, "Beth, run!"
Beth quickly snatches her shirt off the ground and scrambles out of the parking lot, leaving her bag, pants, shoes, and underwear behind in her haste. The bikers tackle the teenage girl. Mika yelps as she falls on her back. Two men hold her down by her arms.
"No!" Mika screams when a third puts his hands on her knees and forces her legs open.
The biker lasciviously laughs as he ogles her white panties.
"Not here," his leader instructs him. "It'll be daylight soon. Let's take 'er back to the hideout where we won't be bothered."
#
Beyond the Grave wakes in a large metal armchair surrounded by bottles of chemicals, tubes, IV bags, and all kinds of medical apparatuses designed to maintain his normally powerful but undead body. Mika has not yet provided him with a fresh supply of blood, leaving him in a weakened state.
He rises from his chair and looks around the dimly lit warehouse he and his teenage companion have been using to hide from the numerous enemies they've made within the criminal organization. He doesn't find Mika either busily typing behind her computer where he usually sees her or sleeping on the couch. It is very late, and he starts to worry about her.
He puts on a long coat, a hat, and rectangle frame glasses, the left lens covered black with a small silver cross design. He is so weak that he can't even lift his Death Hauler coffin which has a machine gun attachment and an assortment of missile launchers. So instead, he brings only the left and right heads of Cerberus, two massive Magnums that he carries on holsters strapped to his thighs.
Then, he flips a switch on a wall, and the warehouse's rolling steel door slides upward. Beyond the Grave walks into a cold, still, sad night that is completely quiet with fear save for the sound of his boots crunching across the gravel.
#
Hoffman, the stocky, bearded leader of the Dreadnought biker gang, sits in a battered leather chair and guzzles beer from a bottle in the office of an old poolhall he and his friends have turned into their hideout. He lowers the bottle and wipes his mouth with the back of his free hand. His eyes lecherously move up and down the slim and delicate figure of his young captive.
Mika stands in the center of the room. She fearfully stares at the wooden floor, her right hand on her left upper arm.
Hoffman slowly tells her in a low voice, "Show me your tits."
The command makes Mika shiver.
"P-Please," she stutters, her eyes still lowered. "Just let me go."
"I'm gonna give you a choice," Hoffman says. "You can do as I say, or I can beat the livin' shit out o' you and tear your clothes of o' you anyway. Now, I'm not tellin' you again. Show me your tits!"
Mika flinches when he barks at her. Then, she reluctantly moves the lapels of her red leather jacket aside and pulls her tight black shirt up.
"Oh yes," the biker gang leader says as he rises from his chair to better leer at her, his erection threatening to tear through the crotch of his jeans. "That's a very nice and firm pair of tits. Not big, but at your age, they're probably still growin', aren't they?"
Mika doesn't answer. She just quietly stands with her eyes still lowered, her body shaking, and her chest exposed. She winces when the bearded man cups and squeezes her breasts with his callous hands. Hoffman snickers lecherously as he roughly gropes her.
Then, he tells her, "Look at me."
Mika doesn't want to. She doesn't want to see that mad lust in his eyes again. Still, she forces herself to do as she's told. The fear in her beautiful turquoise colored eyes further arouses the bearded rapist.
Hoffman eagerly says, "Stick your tongue out."
Mika grimaces at the command. But out of fear, she shuts her eyes tight and grudgingly sticks her tongue out for him. She shudders in revulsion when she feels the tip of his tongue flicking against her own. She can smell the alcohol in his breath.
Hoffman wriggles his tongue with the girl's as he continues to fondle her bare breasts. Then, he roughly presses his mouth against her lips. Mika doesn't resist though she very much wants to, and a single tear rolls down her cheek.
Afterwards, her captor leans back and says, "Good girl. Now, show me your panties."
"You really don't want to do this," the teenager quickly and desperately speaks even while she gets molested. "I know about biochemistry. You and your friends have been experimented on or are taking some kind of strange drug, right? You've all become stronger and faster, but there's a side effect. Your libido has increased uncontrollably-"
"Is that right? Hell, that's not a side effect. That's a boon!" the gang leader says. He laughs cruelly. Then, he releases her breasts and raises a hand to slap her. "I did give you a choice earlier, didn't I? Now, I'm gonna have to beat the livin' shit out o' you."
"No, don't! DON'T!" Mika screams, raising her forearms to shield herself. "I-I'll do it, okay?! I'll do whatever you want!"
She grudgingly pulls her short, tight skirt up.
"That's more like it," the rapist says.
He slips his left hand between her legs and presses his fingers against the crotch of her panties, making her gasp.
"What's this?" Hoffman asks as he slowly rubs her folds through her underwear. "You're already a little wet. You musta' liked havin' your tits played with."
"NO!" Mika shouts. Then, she blushes and stutters, "I… I mean, I don't know. I… I've never…"
"Ooh! A virgin, are you? This really is my lucky day. Haven't had a virgin in years. Not a lot o' nice girls these days."
He suddenly shoves her into a couch. Mika yelps as she falls on it.
Hoffman commands, "Spread your legs."
This time, the hapless teenager doesn't protest, already aware of its futility. She looks away and hesitantly parts her thighs for him. She hears the soft purr of a zipper as her captor undoes his pants, but she doesn't dare look. She doesn't want to see the thing that he is about to force into her. Hoffman places himself on top of the girl.
"Oh God," Mika whimpers to herself. "He's so heavy."
The bearded man reaches down with one hand to pull the crotch of her panties aside. The teenage girl braces herself when she feels the tip of his penis pushing against her folds. And yet, the pain still surprises her.
"STOP!" she screams with tears flowing from her wide open eyes when she is forcibly penetrated. "STOP! IT HURTS!"
"Relax," her captor mercilessly tells her, enjoying the warm, tight embrace of her soft flesh around his cock. "It only hurts the first time. Soon enough, you're gonna love it."
Mika screams again, her fingernails attempting to dig into the tough hide of his upper arms as he vigorously begins to move his hips up and down on top of her.
#
Beth sobs as she runs barefoot on the cold concrete, holding the lapels of her torn long sleeved shirt closed, the only item of clothing she has on, while trying to get as far away as she can from the parking lot where she was just violated. Then, she notices a tall, muscular, long-haired man with a scar on the left side of his face walking on the opposite side of the road. He looks so intimidating that she almost hides from him, but she stops herself when she realizes who he is. She has never seen him before, but she has heard plenty of horror stories from her usual clients about him.
"Wait!" she calls as she crosses the street.
Grave stops and looks at her, but he doesn't say a word.
"You're Beyond the Grave, aren't you?" she asks. "My name is Beth Williams. I was on my way to meet with Mika Asagi tonight when I was attacked. Mika saved me, but the Dreadnought biker gang caught her! I know where their hideout is. I can take you to them!"
#
"Mika tried to hide who she was to me, but I quickly figured out she was Big Daddy's daughter and that she needed my synthetic blood for you. How can I not figure it out? I hear about the two of you all the time from my clientele," Beth explains as she hurriedly but cautiously leads Grave through a confusing maze of narrow, interconnected alleyways that stink of rat piss. "When the government heard about Millennion's Deadmen and Orgmen, they just had to have their own super soldiers. The scientist tasked with that responsibility was Dr. Yokubo. I was his assistant. We developed a drug given the codename, Intensity. The initial results of the experiment were promising. The test subjects grew stronger and faster, and their injuries healed almost instantly. However, they became very aggressive and extremely hypersexual. Sex was all they could think about. They couldn't even focus on missions. As a result, the project was scrapped. Dr. Yokubo was furious. He was obsessed with outdoing Dr. Tokioka's Necrolization Project. In order to acquire the necessary funds for his research, he began selling Intensity to gangs like the Dreadnought bikers while secretly using his buyers as guinea pigs. Because of the hypersexual side effect, Dr. Yokubo's drug acquired the street name, Lust."
They finally exit an alley, and across a street, they find several motorcycles parked in front of an old billiard hall with a neon sign that has long stopped working. Most of the Dreadnought bikers are drinking beer around a trashcan bonfire. Beyond the Grave is about to cross the street when he notices that Beth has stepped back into the darkness of the alleyway.
"I'm sorry," the woman tearfully apologizes with her shoulders shaking and her head lowered in shame. "I can't go with you to save her. I'm not brave like Mika is."
To her surprise, the tall, muscular man gives her a reassuring smile. And as Grave turns to confront Mika's kidnappers, Beth can't believe that someone so feared is capable of such gentleness.
#
"He lied," Mika weeps to herself as her captor relentlessly thrusts between her legs. "He said it would only hurt in the beginning; that I would enjoy it soon. But there's no pleasure at all. It's been nothing but pain, humiliation, and revulsion!"
"Nothin' beats virgin pussy," Hoffman moans.
He continues to heartlessly use her tight pussy lips to stroke his shaft, roughly rubbing her delicate inner walls with his girth as his victim cries helplessly underneath him, until finally, ecstasy peaks. With a euphoric sigh, the rapist's stocky frame shudders, and he shoots his load inside her. Mika grimaces in disgust when she feels the warmth from his hot, thick, sticky cum.
After he finishes, the gang leader pulls out of her. Excess semen and a little blood trickle from the teenage girl's pussy. Mika turns on her side in a fetal position and sobs. Hoffman watches her and smirks cruelly while he decides if he should go another round or let his boys have a turn.
Then, he is startled by the deafening sound of a gunshot the likes of which he has never heard before.
"What the devil was that?!" he asks out loud.
Mika whispers, "Grave…"
#
"I am so fuckin' horny," Zack bellyaches. "I wanna fuck that cute silver-haired girl already. How much longer is the boss goin' to take?"
Seth answers just as tiresomely, "Come on, mate. You know the boss likes takin' his time."
"Why did he even go first?" Marc asks. "Didn't he just finish fuckin' that hot black chick?"
"He was the only one who got to fuck that hot black chick," Brian grumbles.
Colin reminds the other bikers, "Boys! Hoffman's the boss. He can do whatever he bloody hell wants."
"Hey, heads up!" Zack warns his friends when he sees the tall, long-haired stranger in a hat and coat steadily walking towards them.
"What's up with this bloke?" Colin whispers a little worriedly to his fellow bikers, intimidated by the intruder's size and dangerous countenance.
"Ey! You lost?!" Zack yells at the newcomer as he sets his bottle of beer down and pulls his revolver from the waistband of his pants. "You ain't welcome here. Go back the way you came!"
Beyond the Grave continues walking towards them.
"Son of a bitch," Zack hisses. He raises his gun, marches towards the tall stranger, and shouts, "You deaf or somethin'?! Go back the way you came or I'll-!"
Grave calmly but quickly draws the left head of Cerberus from under his coat and, without a word, shoots the biker in the chest. Zack's entire body shatters like glass. The gunshot is so thunderous, it makes the other Dreadnought gangsters flinch.
For a couple of seconds, they are stunned speechless.
Then, Seth gasps in disbelief, "What…the…fuck…?"
"What just happened?" Colin asks out loud to no one in particular as he stares at the pieces on the ground that were once his friend.
"He killed 'im," Brian answers. "He fuckin' killed 'im!"
Marc shouts, "LIGHT 'IM UP!"
Bottles of beer smash onto the pavement as the bikers drop and replace them with machine pistols and Micro Uzis. The stillness of the night is disrupted by earsplitting automatic fire. However, conventional firearms cannot damage Beyond the Grave even in his weakened state, and the bullets merely bounce off his undead body and clatter against the concrete floor at his feet.
The Deadman takes the right head of Cerberus in his other hand and returns fire with both Magnums. Seth's right hand explodes. He has only begun to scream when his skull explodes also. Marc loses both his legs just below the knees. He falls on his stomach and cries for help. The remaining bikers take cover behind low walls.
"What the fuck?!" Colin shouts as he sits on the ground with his back against the wall. "I thought the Lust drug made us invincible!"
Brian shouts back at him, "Look at the size o' those guns he's carryin'! He could probably kill a tank with those things!"
Grave fires a high-powered slug right into the brick wall and out Brian's face. Colin screams as he watches his friend crumble to dust. He panics and makes a run for it while still screaming hysterically. Grave calmly takes aim with the right head of Cerberus and squeezes the trigger, shooting the runner in the back. Colin is launched into the air, and his body shatters against the wall of the billiard hall.
As Grave walks forward, he passes by Marc who is groaning in agony and dragging his broken body across the ground in a futile attempt to escape. The Deadman neither slows down nor spares the biker a look as he executes him with a bullet to the back of the head.
#
"Well, I'll be damned. You killed all my boys," Hoffman casually and almost amusedly says while standing in the doorway of the poolhall. "Guess I should expect no less from Beyond the Grave himself. I didn't even know that girl in there was Big Daddy's daughter until she mentioned your name." Then, with an evil grin on his face, he steps outside and adds, "Don't think you can just kill me as easily. I'm not like these losers. I'm a whole other breed. I'm what's called…a Superior!"
Hoffman clenches his fists, tenses his muscles, and makes an inhuman roar. His skin becomes unusually gray. His nose extends and begins to resemble a pig's snout. His ears become larger and fan-shaped. His feet turn into cloven-shaped hooves that rip his boots apart. His muscles and beer belly grow larger, and he becomes nearly as tall as Grave.
Undaunted and unimpressed by the transformation, Beyond the Grave raises both heads of Cerberus and opens fire. Hoffman easily and almost gracefully evades the bullets as he advances. And when he is close enough, he rams his shoulder into the Deadman.
Grave loses the left head of Cerberus when he falls on his back. Hoffman roars as he jumps up and lands a knee into the taller man's stomach. Grave coughs out blood. Still, he manages to swing his other gun up and point the barrel at the pig man's ugly face. Hoffman tilts his head to the side, avoiding the shot. He disarms the Deadman by slapping the massive weapon away with the back of his hand. Then, he rains a barrage of powerful punches down on him. Grave covers his head with his forearms, but the pig man's attacks are so strong that the pavement begins to crack beneath him.
Beth worriedly watches from the shadows and realizes, "Mika and I never got to conclude our business. She hasn't given Grave the synthetic blood, which means he isn't fighting at his best! Under normal circumstances, a mere biker thug like that would be no match for Millennion's top hit man."
She takes in a deep breath to steel herself. Then, she rushes out of the alley towards the combatants.
"I know the weakness of the Lust drug," she tells herself while she runs. "I helped develop it after all." Then, she halts and yells at the pig monster, "HEY!"
Hoffman immediately stops his assault when he hears the voice of a woman and sniffs her sweet scent in the balmy air. He swings his big ugly head in her direction.
Beth pulls the lapels of her shirt open, exposing her voluptuous naked body, and taunts the gang leader, "This is what you want, right?! Come an' get it!"
A slave to the drug's effects, Hoffman is instantly driven insane with lust at the sight of the beautiful woman. Drool streams down from his mouth and his hooves heavily thump across the ground while he races towards her, utterly forgetting all about his opponent.
Beth squeaks fearfully and her entire body trembles in fear as the creature barrels closer and closer. She yelps when she is tackled to the ground. Hoffman immediately cups her breasts and gives them a painful squeeze. He bends down and licks at the side of her neck. Beth shivers and shrieks in disgust. She grabs at his thick wrists but is unable to pull his hands off her ample bosom.
After he finishes playing with her breasts, Hoffman presses his hands against the sides of her head. Then, he shocks her with a long, deep, and rough kiss to the mouth.
"Oh God!" Beth whimpers to herself as tears flow from her eyes. "I'm being French kissed by a pig! This is beyond revolting!"
Hoffman can wait no longer. The intense sexual desire within him demands release. He leans back and turns the woman on her stomach. He grabs her by the hips and pulls so that she is on her elbows and knees.
"Oh no!" Beth frantically shouts. "Oh no no! Oh please no!"
Hoffman's normally impressive penis is now twice its size in his Superior form, and the woman arches her back, shuts her eyes tight, and screams as its entire length is forced into her pussy in one merciless shove. The pig man sighs contentedly. Then, he vigorously rocks his hips back and forth behind her. Her smooth dark skin glistening beautifully with sweat, Beth moans in agony as the beast pounds her pussy, the tip of his monstrous penis slamming painfully against her cervix.
Mika staggers out of the poolhall. Her pussy is so sore and her legs are so weak that she has to lean against the doorway. She raises her head and sees Beyond the Grave on his back, his strength nearly completely depleted, straining to reach the right head of Cerberus on the ground with one hand.
"G-Grave..?" Mika says, her voice a faint whisper.
Then, she hears Beth's moans and finds the nurse getting viciously raped by a hideous humanoid pig.
Mika squeaks into her hands, "Oh my God! Beth!"
She forces herself to dash towards the right head of Cerberus. Then, she groans as she drags the big, heavy weapon across the dusty ground towards the Deadman.
Hoffman's pelvis noisily and repeatedly slaps against the nurse's firm buttocks. Beth's breasts jiggle everytime he thrusts. Then, the pig monster tilts his head up and grunts, his fat body shaking, as he blows his load into his victim's womb.
Beth lowers her head and sobs into her forearms as she suffers her second rape of the night by the same rapist. Hoffman closes his eyes and smiles after riding his climax. He is so intoxicated by ecstasy that he is unable to react when he feels the barrel of a massive Magnum press against his left temple.
Grave squeezes the trigger, and the pig man's big, ugly head explodes.
#
Mika, Beth, and Grave return to the parking lot near the bar. Fortunately, no one had swiped the black market dealer's shoulder bag. Unfortunately, the same can't be said for her underwear. Beth takes out a large, metal canister of synthetic blood from inside the bag and gives it to Mika.
"Free of charge this time," the former nurse says with a grateful smile. "You did save me after all."
Mika smiles and says, "Actually, you saved Grave too by distracting that pig monster, so technically, we're even."
"Don't worry about it. You taught me a lesson in courage. Besides, you have the Mafia and crooked cops after you. You need all the help you can get."
Mika graciously accepts Beth's generosity. Later, she and Grave walk hand in hand back to the warehouse. And as the sun starts to rise, the teenage girl swears to herself that she will do whatever it takes to make her city safer.
END