Episode 9: The Showdown

Clap.

‘WHAT ARE YOU DOING? YOU’RE GOING TO GET US KILLED!’ The voice inside the mask screamed out in the Dark Trickster’s head, but the Trickster dismissed it with a simple thought, ‘I know what I’m doing.’ Clap.

The Dark Trickster stepped out from the underbrush and continued slow clapping as he approached the entangled heroines.

Clap.

“Bravo, bravo, that was some of the best pornography ever produced if I don’t say so myself. Tell me, are you two professionals?”

Crimson leapt up into a fighting posed, while Azure cowered clutching onto her lover’s leg. “Back off Trickster or I swear to the Goddess I will end you.”

The Dark Trickster laughed, “Oh me, oh my, I’m shaking in my boobs - I mean boots. Gah, look at that you’re distracting me and ruining my perfectly good taunts.”

“I’m warning you,” Crimson was exhausted utterly, but riding high on adrenaline, she began summoning her power.

“Crimson Spirit, I wouldn’t fight you two now. There’s no challenge in it, and there’s no honor in that. You might not get it, but your terrified little friend knows about honor. Isn’t that right Tendo Aoi.”

Crimson shifted to stand in front of Aoi protecting her friend.

“Oh don’t worry, we will have the last great battle, but I love to be fair. You know first hand that I keep my word.”

Crimson sneered, “Yeah, but there’s always a trick isn’t there.”

“Of course, but that’s as advertised, I am the Dark Trickster after all, Kristen Flint.”

Kristen gasped. He knew both their secret identities. Of course, he was targeting them with his attacks, it wasn’t random. He had to have known. But that meant they weren’t safe, anywhere at any time. Her fist balled up ready to fight for survival. “You son of a bitch.”

“Yes, she was wasn’t she. Anywho, this has been a lot of fun and we’ve learned so much from each other. Aoi taught me that oaths we give are magically enforced, and I taught her the truth of her heart, it’s been marvelous. I’d really love to talk more, maybe we could braid each other’s hair, but that’s not why I’m here.”

“What do you want, Trickster” she spat out.

“The same thing you want, to have the final climactic battle. But I want you guys to stand a chance. So I’ll give you a day to rest from your ... ahem recreation. Meet me tomorrow evening at Grand Field on your wonderful school’s campus. See you around 9:00 PM at the center of the pitch.”

“Pitch?”

“Field. The middle of the field. You promise to be there and I promise I won’t attack either of you until then.”

“Oh, we’ll be there. Are you’re so toast.”

Trickster looked to Aoi, “You need to agree too, or no deal.”

Aoi meekly nodded.

Trickster shrugged, “Eh, good enough. See you tomorrow. Make sure you get some sleep tonight!”

Crimson knelt down and held Azure comforting the woman who clung to her. “It’s okay, Azure. Come on, snap out of it, we need to be ready for tomorrow.” She pulled her partner up and realizing her own nudity, summoned back her outfit. Azure still seemed shaken by the experience. “Alright? Aoi? You should transform, we need to fly back home.”

Aoi nodded.

“Can you do that for me?”

Aoi nodded, and in a flash she was back to her blue hued alter ego. Her lower lip quivered for a moment before she embraced Crimson again, burying her head in Crimson’s shoulder, “I’m sorry, Kristen-sama, I promise I will do better tomorrow.”

“It’s okay, it’s okay, we’ll be fine. You’ll be strong and we’ll make it through,” carefully, Crimson extricate herself from her partner’s embrace. “Trust me, I’m a superheroine.” Crimson grinned goofily and muzzed Azure’s thick blue hair.

Azure smiled bashfully but she reached for Crimson’s hand. Crimson saw, but pretended not to and turned away to leap into the air. Azure looked up to her friend, maybe lover who floated above her out of reach. She felt the air deflate from her lungs and she nodded to herself. “Tomorrow. I will do better tomorrow.” She looked around for her headphones but did not see them anywhere. Just one more thing that had gone wrong in this intensely confusing mess of a day.

The Dark Trickster cracked open the headphones with a butter knife. It thwacked open sending a throbbing pink fully formed crystal skittering over her kitchen table. The other dropped out easily, but it was a deeper indigo color. “Huh. That’s interesting.” He brought them together and glowed purple. He pulled them apart and they reverted to their colors. “Cool.”

He made a motion to pull off his mask duplicating it to create a twisted angry mask and set it on the table.

“So this is pretty interesting. My ultimate power crystal has reformed. Like it grew be feeding on their energies. How does that work.”

‘THEY ARE ULTIMATE POWER STONES!’

“Uhm, okay, but like how does this work?”

‘THEY ARE MANIFESTATIONS OF YOUR DARKEST POWERS!’

“Yes, I know that, but the purple and pink and blue thing, what’s that about?”

‘I EM ... ARE NOT YET REFORGED.’

“Reforged, how do you reforge them?”

‘uhm ... POWER.’

“You don’t know do you.”

The mask’s eyes glowed deep purple, ‘I AM THE POWER OF THE DARK REALM CREATOR OF DESTROYERS, AGED BY EONS OF DEATH AND DESTRUCTION.’

“You’re useless. Huh, I figured out something you didn’t know. In fact, I think I just stumbled on something big.”

‘WHY DIDN’T YOU KILL THEM WHEN YOU HAD THE CHANCE! THEY WERE DISTRACTED BY COITUS, ONE WAS DEPOWERED, WHY GIVE THEM TIME TO REST.’

“That’s not the plan.”

‘WHAT IS YOUR PLAN? WHY HAVE YOU BEEN TAUNTING THE MAGICAL GIRLS OF LIGHT AND NOT BEATING THEM? YOU TOLD ME THAT YOU WANTED TO CORRUPT THEM LIKE IN THE STORIES YOU HAVE SHOWN ME WHILE WE PLEASURED OURSELVES OR BEEN SERVICED BY WENCHES.’

“Call girls.”

‘DO YOU STILL PLAN TO TURN THEM?’

“Oh yeah, that’s the next step. And what comes next, you’re going to love it.”

‘THEN WE MAKE THEM FIGHT EACH OTHER TO THE DEATH?!’ The Dark Trickster smiled, his own mask growing it’s grin to insane proportions, “Oh no, it’s going to be much worse than that.” He looked to the two crystals and held them together, “But first I need to infuse them with much MUCH more power.”

During the day Kristen was edgy, not her usual bubbly self but she chalked it up to nerves. Tonight this was finally going to be over, and as sure as she knew she was the best darn cheerleader in the Eastern Conference, she knew that she was going to come out on top. When she transformed for the fight, she felt the rush of power like she always did, her body coming to life. She looked at herself in the mirror in her dorm room and smiled. “Damn you are sexy,” she caressed her body down the sides, and flipped up the skirt half expecting there to be no panties. ‘That’d be a sight,’ she grinned. Instead she saw the same white panties she had last time, except they weren’t drenched like last time. Okay sure, maybe it did look a little tartish. Fine a lot tartish, in fact she looked like she’d gone the full wet dreamcicle package. ‘But hey, maybe after this fight is done, I can go find Caleb and ride him cowgirl style till he pops like a champagne bottle.’ She shivered at the thought. “Oof, downgirl. First things first, beat the bad guy, then playtime.” Focusing on the fight, she remembered her partner Azure and, of course, their insanely passionate tryst last night. That was ... something else. An image of Azure slipping behind her and kissing her neck while Caleb licked her breasts and fucked her from the front flashed through. “Wait, no - just - focus on the fight.”

Azure was a nervous as well. She kept quiet most of the day. Kristen didn’t reply very much to her texts, she’d hoped they’d be able to meet before the fight. Just in case things didn’t go well. Her heart was a flutter with possibility, but twisted in anguish all at once.

Crimson and Azure met up in the skies a few blocks away from the field. Azure had arrived early hoping to have some time with Crimson, but her partner flew in just five minutes before 9 and just flew to look over the field from afar. Azure flew over to her side, her short bob cut blowing onto her cheeks.

“Crimson-sama, I ... I wanted to talk.”

Crimson’s sweet young face gave her a stern look, “Got a strategy.”

“About yesterday, I just wanted to say-” Crimson looked away, her gaze still steely. Azure’s heart sunk but she pressed on, “to say that the past year working with you has been a great honor. I am proud to call you my partner.”

Crimson turned to her and was still for a moment. She heaved a sigh and replied, “It’s been great working with you too. But right now, let’s just kick this guy’s ass.”

Azure smiled softly, “Hai.”