	The crisp night air filled Vladira's lungs deeply as the creature of the night rested in the shadows. The heavy scarlet moon hung high overhead tinting the world with the scent of scarlet rust that beat deeply inside mortal hearts. Each step among the creatures of light caused her to lick her lips and want to simply destroy them all and feast of a festival of corpses. However if she killed them all, then it would leave none for later. Instead, she saw a buff wolf growling at some smaller feline girls. With a wicked smirk she shifted her form from a shadow of the night into a cute little horse girl with rather large breasts. Vladira walked right up to the wolf man who was still yelling at the two girls. "Hello handsome." She said loud enough for the wolf's attention drawn away from the girls and to her.  The wolf whistled and shooed away the girls with a free hand as the other cupped Vladira's waist. 

	"Hiya dollface. So my place or you?" He said crudely, with a slight hip thrust forward to make his vulgar meaning all the more clear. Mortal men were almost as bad as true immortal males. However mortal men did not have the power to take nearly as much as they wanted. She drew the foolish wolf away from public eye into a dark alleyway and with a hint of dismay and light annoyance prepared to feast. The wolf grabbed her ass, cupping it roughly. The male's advances grew more lewd as the cover of shadow overtook them, to the point that once he was sure no one could see them, his hand went up her small miniskirt expecting to find a warm inviting hole. His fingers did find it, but as he reached high, his fingers met a touch that he knew well, when it hung from his hips.

	"What the fuck?" The wolf whispered, suddenly unable to move. He hadn't noticed, but his shadow was pinned down by the shadows of objects in the alleyway. Sometimes evil is just more fun. Vladira threw away all pretenses and tore the flimsy fabric into nothingness. While doing so she grew in height to be over eight feet tall, easily dwarfing his six feet height. The long male shaft that throbbed between her legs was ten inches easily and maybe even a little longer. It would be unlikely any mortal would live long enough to get a ruler to it and demons rarely cared for such minor details. 

	"What the fuck is this shit?!" The wolf shouted, only to have his face clawed, flesh tearing away. Shi grinned widely as she licked the blood of her sharp talon like claws, a tiny chunk of wolf flesh struck at the tip. With the same measure of skin, she disrobed the male's shirt, leaving a nice bloody X in his chest that she licked away the stray liquid.

	"This, my pet, is punishment. Although the lesson won't be learned well because you won't last very long. Shall we begin? "Without warning Vladira jumped forward and in a blur of action that the wolf could not see those claws dragged down his chest to his ankles and tore away all the silly cloth that mortals felt was needed. The wolf flushed red, humiliated that all his dominance had been stolen from him so easily. Vladira chuckled as she read the expression of fear on his face and lightly squeezed his male prize.

	"Having this does not make you a ruler of everyone you know. And I think I'll show you that. " Without warning she was behind the male wolf and thrust forward. The unlubed shaft tore the anal ring with ease causing blood to pool out as well as unending pain. Fangs tore into the wolf's neck as shi feasted on his blood, the spike in pleasure causing the wolf's cock to erect. The large wolf was in no way small down below either at eight inches it was a thick meat and shi grinned as shi began to stroke it. The large wolf moaned and leak pre, feeling disgusted, yet highly pleasure.

	"I think..." Vladira muttered, slightly high from the live blood, "You need to feel powerless." Her hand continued to stroke the shaft, yet each pass up was slightly shorter than the last. The wolf opened the wound in neck deeper as he saw a sight that would make any man cry. Somehow each time she pushed down on the stroke his length was reduced and with a blush he realize that he had already lost an inch. His ball felt light as well, causing his face to contort into horror.

	"Now that face is just lovely." Vladira said, kissig the horror struck lips as she stroked him faster, causing his manhood to shrink quicker. The whimpering wolf whined as Vladira felt her need fill. With a few hasty thrusts she pooled seed into the weak mutt's innards. His own tiny cock twitched at less than two inches and he moans as it shot a load too small to be measureable. Without any pretense left, Vladira finished the job quickly and tore apart the weak wolf till his remains were but scarps for the cats and rats.

	"Well that was fun... I think I'll go for a walk." 

**

	Vladira smiled and took a deep breath, the night air was wonderful, and shifting to a canine form had its benefits with such a grand night. The evening's darkness grew misty as she realized a scent that made her spine twitch with delight. The scent of death and rot. Cemeteries were a wonder of the mortal world. Before in the long forgotten past bodies were burned with the idea that a few measly golden coins would even be enough for the foreman of the river sticks. No one knew that the creepy boat master preferred a good joke to any form of money. 

	The graves were descriptive and amusing on how they made some worthless souls sound like good people. One grave was rude enough to say a beacon of light for all he loved. "We can't have that now can we?" she muttered to herself as she kicked down the simple tombstone. The dust that kicked up was wet with moisture and rot of the dying wood that held skeletons and half-eaten flesh that the insects have yet to finish. The taste of rot made her head spin. Yet among all the wonderful scents, a dark smell dared to ruin her flowery arrangement of decaying beauty.

	"I know you are there." Vladira called out, her canine features stained with annoyance of the brass of any who decided to bother her peace.  The shadows themselves seemed to twitch and curl at the reveal of a dark presence.  From the shades and veil revealed a young man with red stripes on his tiger pelt. Although most of it was covered in a cloak that twitched and moved with the wind in such a way it seemed more an extension of flesh then any form of cloth.

	"My my it seems a flower as landed into my land of dread. If it were any other woman, you may have left in peace. After all I'm not feeling very puckish. But you my dear interest me in another way. Care to dance dear devil?" The tiger man said all this without a hint of malice, his grey eyes as dark as the cloudy sky. Vladira stepped forward carefully and grinned.

	"Oh and what sort of dance does a mortal man like you know?" Vladira questioned in a commanding tone. The tiger laughed wickedly, the grey eyes glowing brighter with amusement.

	"Mortal or Immortal, we all die one day. I should know, so many powerful creatures ended by my claws. They never did find the killer to that madman from London oh so long ago. He was far from immortal, yet it was endless fun to rip him apart just the way he ripped those women. Maybe we should do the dance that you did to your last prey." The tiger's voice echoed as he spoke in such a way that made Vladira shudder.

	The demonic canine snorted and thrust her arm forward in a show of bravado. "And what do you know of prey hmm? Anyone can claim to be a killer. I see no proof yet." Vladira could not deny his seemingly overpowering presence that dared to completely overlap her own. The tiger appeared from behind a tree only a few feet away from her. The tiger reached behind her and grabbed a free arm. The clawed fingers dug into the flesh of the arm drawing black blood from the open wound.

	"I know of prey, and I know of predators. I wonder which part we will play tonight. The blood of mortals gets so tasteless from the ages, but each demon has the fire of hell in their veins and each drop of onyx tinted scarlet is sweeter than the best wine. Once more I will ask, demon babe will you dance with me?" The tiger almost pouted as he spoke, disappointed by the lack of bark from the demon. That was until she struck at him with taloned fingers. A simple lean backwards made the male escape the blow but he had to release his prey.

	"Oh dear me, it seems you can dance. With that in mind, I much prefer to set the tempo. Darling let's play!" He shouted loudly as the very shadows rose up to strike her, yet Vladira's power suppressed the control over the shades and they quickly died down. The tiger charged forward while the darkness melted back into the night and grinned with unhidden joy. Canine tail morphed into a blade that blocked the advance of the male. " I must say, this is too much fun. You are a mistress of tricks. I don't think this slow tempo is hardly fitting."  The tiger said, his grey eyes tinted scarlet. As if on command more shadows rose all around Vladira, daring to devour the demon Vladira however was not one to be beat easily and her razor tail released the tiger's guard. The male charged forward yet again, but a quick turn of her body made him kiss her and instead dispel his own trap.

	The tiger laughed with glee, his razor sharp teeth a shark's worst nightmare. "My darling demon lass, you are so much fun. Please speed up! I must feel the bliss of destroying my equal! The night is yet young and I want to conquer you so completely. So entertain me!" Vladira's shiver changed into a shudder of rage at the sheer insanity and crass of the male. No matter how powerful the male claimed to be, no man had the right to be so disrespectful to such a wonderful being. No one would ever dominate her. Vladira smirked her clawed fingers running through her crimson locks as a few strands remained trapped between her fingers.

	"You want speed? Men. You always must be in a rush to finish." The long hair strands suddenly straightened and seemed to become an extension of her arm. The demon canine charged forward and the tiger smirked. Though no sound was made, both felt the echo of force that is immortals clashing. A blade made of blue flame danced in the tiger's hand. His wicked grin grew wider and he couldn't help himself as he began to laugh uncontrollably. The demon canine snorted and thrusted her tail forward the razor edge aiming to tear away flesh.

	Once more might clashed with might as the tiger blocked. The sword that protected him that time was made of manifested shadow. His laughter decreased in volume but increased in speed. The mad giggling was really pissing Vladira off. "Do you find this funny?" She demanded of the fellow demonic creature as she stabbed forward with the hair strand blade. As expected the tiger blocked once more. The unexpected part came when he flicked her away with but a shove and a twist of his wrist.

	"Funny? No No No No No. You misunderstand my dear. This is just joy." The tiger purred as he spoke, and with disgust Vladira noticed that the demon tiger was drooling at the edges of his lips. "This is bliss. Battle causes the blood to pump and I dare say breeds a fire like no other. And speaking of fire's like no others, It is time for some silver to paint our battle." The tiger said and without a minute of time passing, the clouds began to dissipate. The full moon hung overhead in clear view now that the stormy clouds that had covered the night sky were finally dispelled. The tiger's white fur reflected the light and shone an ungodly beauty. 

	"This has been fun and all, but I grow tired of disguises. Maybe you'll like my form." He grinned and his eyes turned completely crimson. The shadow like cloak melted away into the night leaving a bare tiger who did bother with any need to cover himself. Although the equipment that hung between his legs couldn't be contained by normal pants anyway. He grinned and just for fun thrust his hips forward to let Vladira take in the full sight of what his body had to offer. The demon canine disagreed with the sight.	

	"You are vulgar!" She shouted.

	"I'm vulgar? You raped a buff wolf just to make him feel powerless before you killed him... and I'm the vulgar one. Women make no sense. Be it mortal or demon." The tiger muttered to himself before he shrugged and grinned again. "Well since I'm so vulgar I guess my lass we can drop all pretenses? You should know the name of the creature that you will beg your life from. I am the manifestation of the dark. Nightmares dream of me when they feel fear. I am Shadow." The tiger said and once more he charged forward. Vladira lifted her hair stands in defense but the shadow blade sliced the puny strands into nothingness.

	"Your defense is revoked. Do increase your tempo, or I may just have to find a more carnal way to earn pleasure from you." Shadow command the amusement lost from his voice. Vladira hissed, her own eyes growing scarlet from the rage she felt. Her tail thrashed forward in an attempt to skewer yet the tail was blocked not by a blade but by Shadow's own hand. Blood dripped down his fingers from the open wound while he held the razor sharp end. 

	"That's more like it." He said as his grin returned. In disturbing delight he licked the blood off of his fingers and started at the razor tip of the tail squeezing it so tight that it crushed in his hand. Vladira screamed in pain, her tail transformed back to normal and the tip bled with a chunk still in Shadow's hand. He grinned and placed it to his lips, licking the still sharp flesh as it cut the tip of tongue. The wound almost instantly closed, but Vladira's blood still mixed within his own as he dined on the flesh.

	"My such flavor... It seems this must draw to a close. For I hunger for something stronger than joy. I hunger for something truly grand. "Shadow said amused. The demon canine had no time to respond as suddenly limbs constricted her own. Shadow laughed in her ear as he easily pinned her down. Yet the demon had one more trick. Her hair became a gallery of blades that tore away at the tiger's chest.

	"Do you really think that will work?" Shadow sighed and grabbed her hair right down to the roots. The blades barely even cut his flesh, the tiny droplets of blood nothing compared to the wounds he suffered before. "My mood has changed. I do not longer desire combat. As I said before, your defense is revoked. How many times must I repeat myself?" Shadow sighed at the resistance almost suddenly bored with it all. However his mouth watered as he looked at the base of her neck. Fangs tore open the flesh, blood pooling into his mouth. 
	
       With a grin he pulled away from her and moaned. "Now that is the heat of life!" His eyes were complete crimson ad without warning he grabbed Vladira's head and forced her own fangs onto his flesh. Both creatures of darkness latched onto the other and drank away the elixir of life from the other. When Shadow grew bored of such a trade the male shoved her away with ease.
	
       No words were shared as shadow's claws tore away any meager cloth that retained around his prey's form. The male demon's lust powerful, his shaft throbbed with need as it hung out from the opened sheath. It flopped down over his balls not yet erect. Yet the pretty sight of such a powerful beauty captured quickly began to change its status from long and soft, to long and hard. Vladira had one last trick in her arsenal and wasn't ready to be claimed just yet. 

	Suddenly the demonic vampire's mass grew. This change in size caused Shadow to lose grip, and with new strength, he was tossed away into a tombstone that turned to stone on contact with the dark creature. Shadow smirked and brushed the dust off his body, his gaze filled with a mix of annoyance and amusement. Although the new form was not too much in size difference the now tiger pelt traded the stripes of purple for a set of sapphire blue that matched the sea in beauty. Shadow clapped at the change in appearance. Vladira's ear twitched and her new form charged forward. Fist slammed squarely on Shadow's jaw as he went flying again.

	A tree caught the dark creature, being snapped in two for its effort. "You aren't playing very nice now." Shadow muttered at the sudden change in the battle. The demonic pelt of darkness with sea blue was on Shadow already, and grabbed his yapping mouth as she tossed him again. Unlike the minor tomb stone, or the weak tree, that time he landed on a much more painful object. The cross's sharp tip burned for being such a holy object, while the blade pierced right through his chest, only a few inches away from his heart. The monster sighed as he pulled himself off the holy object, red blood staining the silver cross. He tried to speak, yet all that came out was a gargling sound. Shadow glanced down and noticed that his jaw was half removed. Quickly fixing it again he smirked.

	"Well." Shadow spoke, his voice sounding like blood went down his throat with every word. "I guess the dance has reached a highest tempo. Too bad I'm bored. I'm not into pain much my dear. And you drained me of enough blood to kill my arousal. This dance has been fun, but I think we are dragging on the show. Shall we end this Game?" Both creatures of the night smirked and charged forward, the sonic boom that resulted in their fisted colliding at full force threw tombstones around the graveyard. Although neither cared, the Undertaker of the grounds would have nightmares of all the destruction. Shadow smirked, only to have his grin wiped clean off his face as he was once more sent flying, yet instead of going far, his body bounced off of a tomb stone and with claws marks all across his face the Tiger sighed as he landed perfectly on his feet. 

	"I am not a kite you know." Shadow complained. Vladira smirked.

	"Really? I couldn't tell. You fly so well." Vladira said. However the only reaction she got was a sigh from the monster. He rolled his shoulders in annoyance and grunted as he cracked his bones. Vladira looked confused, yet not even a moment later the demoness found her arms bound  against her will with Shadow behind her grinning. The nightmare grew stronger as he began to purr.

	"I must confess. I do love this form. You must have picked it just for me. I wonder how much it will hurt to ram into you so quickly. But I must confess I do not plan any gentleness that I'd save for weaker prey. Nah lovely lass I shall break you in so many ways." Vladira growled and tried to escape, yet when she tried to toss Shadow again, he simply squeezed the demoness's hand and cracked the bones with almost no effort.

	"Don't make me break you. You happen to tickle my fancy." Shadow said with a sigh as Vladira tried to escape his hold. However the sense of amusement from the action quickly died and fangs once more tore her flesh apart. The warm liquid that poured down his throat was an elixir that no drink could ever compare. A brief thought made Shadow wonder how much he could charge bottled immortal blood to vampires. However, the taste might degrade with age due to getting cold. If only, there was a way to heat liquids quickly without using a stove. Shadow would have to remember to take a note of making that a business.  Sadly he couldn't keep his mind on such an opportunity when fangs tore into his arm and the two dark creatures began to feast from the other. Removing his fangs from Vladira, Shadow smirked and licked his lips.

	"My My, such a flexible girl. If I was more kinky I might have test just how far we could bend you. Hehe, oh maybe we could bend you up like a pretzel and have your mouth pleasure me while I'm taking my turn at your love hole. But that over course is just one option. It is much more fun to act than think." Shadow mumbled to himself all the while Vladira's fangs tore his arm into a skeletal remain of the muscular form. He sighed and decided that the play was quite done with no act of return. The shadows around Vladira constricted her limbs, until blood pooled out of each. The binds were no match to Vladira's full power but that battle had worn out the dark demoness.

	"I do believe it is time for the final act." Shadow said with grin as he stroked his long ignored shaft. Although the sight of a bony arm stroking such a fleshy tower of meat, only at half size of seven inches was quite amusing. Vladira barred her fangs and with a snap of his fingers, Shadow covered her betraying mouth. 

	"Only screams of pain and pleasure may escape these lips till I decree your freedom. The night is complete and hell's demand is mine to command. I am victor and thus I am KING." Shadow grinned, the throbbing meat in his grasp. After such a long fight the prize was before him and all of his shaft throbbed with need. The darkness pulled Vladira's legs apart and showed to the evil tiger the sight of those lovely nether lips. Try as he might to appear a senseable being, such a primal sight couldn't help but cause him to feel such a lusty hunger. Shadow's one strong hands spread the legs wider, and the full shaft throbbed in front of him. 

	"Lovely lass, count to three with me." Shadow said with a grin. His drooling rod's head was placed to her prize. "One." The lips unfolded like a flower as he slowly form himself inside. Shadow had no fear for causing Vladira to much damage as both creatures could heal almost any wound, even ones permitted by their own kind. "Two." The shaft dug deeper into her body, causing a distinct bulge in her stomach at the sheer size. Shadow purred in bliss at the pleasure that dance through his spine at the carnal lust and a bit of mental pleasure. As the rod hilted drooling fangs dripped over Vladira's neck. The saliva dripped slowly off her neck yet fangs pierced once more for the ending act to start. Inside Vladira's mind, only one word echoed.

						Three


	Shadow smirked and began to thrust without abandon. Pleasure raked Vladira, turning her into a twitching force of death. White and black pelts mixed with each thrust. The humor of such a mix was lost to the carnal hate and lost overload but that was to be expected. Each pound made Vladira feel as if her insides were melting from the power of Shadow's hips. But the pleasure wasn't enough for shadow so his hands went to Vladira's stomach and ignoring any pain he could instill, pushed down. 

	Due to Shadow's sheer size of male equipment, the pressure built increased as his hands stroked the shaft externally. The thrusts increased in tempo as Shadow went on, ravaging Vladira without remorse. Blood passed from each of the mating creatures of the night, fangs and claws tore away flesh. Pressure built up in Shadow as he felt the first pop start to come. Of course for all the effort it took to get it he didn't plan to let her go so soon. The thrusts went even faster to the point that a normal creature would simply have died from the might in his hips. As an immortal creature, he did not have the same lack of dexterity that most mortals possessed. As his first orgasm came, the thrusts continued, his seed splashing around inside her used as lube to pound at an even faster tempo.  Time went by and second and third also passed until Shadow pulled out and grinned.

	"My you must be so built up, I didn't let you shift once to a form where you could truly earn pleasure. That is too bad but time is up for both you and I so the darkness must come to an end. Goodnight sweet lass of the night. Pray we never meet again." Shadow grinned and laughed, his cackling voice carried by the wind. The white tiger disappeared as mist seemed to swallow him whole. Vladira groaned in her abused state rolling over onto the dirt.

	"As soon as I feel better I'm raping someone's ass." She muttered in pain and annoyance. 
