From: HENRY@vm.poly.edu
Subject: Vampire Story
Organization: Polytechnic University
Date: Mon, 28 Sep 92 11:50:29 EST

This is a little different from your everyday vampire story.  There are a lot o
f different kinds of vampires in this story.  Also some people will find some p
arts of this story erotic, some people will find other parts disgusting.  I hav
e tried very hard to make the discriptions in this story as realistic as possib
le, in our world there are a lot of things that we might find disturbing, but t
hey sitll exist.
                 RAH
 
 
NOIRE by Robert Henry
Copy right Robert A. Henry, 1992
 
 
Introduction
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     Four thousand years ago in the land of the crocodile, on the
banks of what is now known as the river Niger, there existed two
villages.  These two villages co-existed peacefully.  One was
occupied by a group of men, calling themselves the 'Warlords',
warriors and hunters.  The other was occupied by a group of women,
known as the 'Shamans', healers, artist, and historians.  The
Warlords traded animals they had hunted for tools, clothing and
bread the shamans had made.
 
     Each year at the festival of life, the Shamans and Warlords
came together to mate, and to hopefully conceive the next
generation of Shamans and Warlords.  It was a time of great
merriment for all.  Also a time of great pleasure.  This was a time
that all could release the sexual energies that lay dormant all
year long.  The children that were conceived of these unions lived
with the Shamans until they were eight years old.  Then the male
children were sent into the wilderness to learn the skills of the
warrior from the highlord, Herc.  The female children were sent to
the temple of the goddess Isis, to learn the ways of the healer
from the priestess of Isis.  When they reached the age of sixteen,
the males returned to the village of the Warlords, and the females
to the village of the Shamans, to take their rightful places in
society.
 
     The Shamans and the Warlords lived together in harmony, and
were ruled by the highlord Libra, lord of harmony.  There were many
gods and highlords.  The gods live in a dimension other than ours,
and the highlords were their liaisons in ours.  Highlords were
members of an ancient race of beings, who were half man and half
gods.  Highlords subsisted on human emotion, each lord on a
different emotion, and spent their lives trying to evoke these
emotions in the humans under their rule.  Some of the highlords
were not happy with the harmony that the two villages enjoyed.  One
of these was named Aries, lord of war.  Aries was very powerful,
but craved more power.  Aries thrived on the emotions of hate and
anger.  The more people fought, the more powerful Aries became.
 
     One day when the young warlord named, Anga, was out hunting he
was attacked by a large lion.  The lion knocked his spear out of
his hand and him to the ground.
     "I am the god Leo, lord of the hunt, who are you that dare's
     raise your spear to me?", roared the lion, who was really the
     highlord Aries in disguise.
     "I am Anga, the strongest of the Warlords.".
     "Ha, you are the strongest of that puny tribe.  No wonder
     women so easily rule you.".
     "We do not let women rule us, we live in harmony with them".
     "What sort of warrior are you?  Does not the great lion
     dominate the lioness?  Don't all true men rule their women?".
     "But this way we live in peace together.".
     "If you dominated the women, would there still not be peace?
     Why, i even heard that you only mate once a year.  Ha, what
     sort of men only mate once a year?"
     "But it is so much more pleasurable this way, we do not become
     bored or weary with sex.".
     "A real man never tires of sex.  Think of how much better it
     would be to do it every day, instead of just once a year.
     From your thoughts I can see that there is one among the
     Shamans that you lust after.  I am a god and can read your
     thoughts do not bother to deny it.  Ah....her name
     is....Helen?"
Anga nodded a nervous, yes.  Aries wanted to trick him into
breaking the rules of mating that the shamans and Warlords
followed.  Aries knew if he did this, they would lose the
protection of the Libra, and would be fair game for him, and he had
some special plans for them.
     "The festival of life is many months from now, why do you
     wait?  What sort of warrior are you?  What sort of man are
     you?".
     "I am a good warrior, a good man.".
     "Then how come I defeated you so easily?".
     "You are a god, I am but a man.".
     "Show me that you are a real warrior, a real man, and I shall
     make you a god among men, a warrior even the gods would fear."
Anga was not sure what to think.  He knew that he was being offered
power that in his heart he had always wanted.  But what would be
the price for this power?  He was very young, he was the biggest
and strongest warrior among the warlords.  He was also the best
fighter, but all he got to do was hunt animals.  Anga thought that
hunting was a waste of his skill and courage.  He wanted to fight.
If this god made him the greatest warrior among men, maybe he could
leave the village of the warlords, and go out into the world to
become a real 'Warlord'.
     "What must I do to prove to you that I am worthy of this
     honor?".
     "Show me that you are a real warrior.  A real warrior takes
     what he desires.  Take this one called Helen, that you
     desire.".
Anga wanted Helen, but he was afraid of angering Libra.  But the
god calling himself Leo was telling him to take Helen, that in fact
it was the right thing to do.  Once he did what this god wanted him
to do, he would no longer have any need to fear Libra, because this
god would protect him.
     "I will do as you have suggested.".
Aries released Anga.
     "Go with my blessing brave one, show me what a truly great
     warrior you are, and i shall make you a god among men.", with
     these words Aries disappeared.
Anga set off towards the village of the Warlords, he had a lot to
think about, and plans to make.
 
     The next morning Anga followed the maiden, Helen, when she
went to take her bath in the river of the crocodile.  Libra had put
the crocodiles that lived in the river there to protect the people
of the two villages, not to harm them.  Anga striped off his robe
and hid in the reeds on the banks of the river, and spied on Helen
as she took off her robes to bath.  Helen was tall for a woman, had
full breasts, a thin waist, and voluptuous hips.  In Anga's opinion
she was the most beautiful of the Shamans.  She was a talented
healer and a great artist.  It was very likely that she would be
the next leader of the Shamans.  As Anga spied on her he became
painfully aroused.  He realized how easy it would be for him to
force himself on her.  He was much bigger than she and there was no
one else close to the river.  Helen had woken late that morning and
she was the last to bath.  There would be no one in this area for
a few hours.  Anga realized that this would be the perfect time for
him to take her.  He wanted her, he was a man, he needed no other
reason for what he was about to do.  It was his right as a man to
take her whenever he wanted.
 
     Anga waited for Helen to finish her bath, then he confronted
her as she stepped out of the river.  He startled her.
     "Greetings, Anga....how are you?  Are you here to take your
     bath?", asked Helen, after she had recovered from seeing the
     naked Anga suddenly in front of her.
     "No, I have come to take you.", leered Anga.
Helen did not understand what he meant, until he put his hands on
her shoulders and roughly push her down to the ground.
     "What are you doing? get off of me!  This is wrong!", shouted
     Helen with tears in her eyes.
The highlord Aries, who had taken the form of a bird and was
observing Anga, made Anga deaf so that he could not hear Helen's
plies.  Anga held Helen's arms above her head, so that they would
not get in his way.  She could not believe this was happening to
her.  This sort of thing had never happened before to anyone of her
tribe.  She used all of her strength to try to move her arms so
that she could fight Anga, but his strength was far greater than
her's.  She locked her legs together.  Anga tried to force his legs
in between her's.  It took some effort but he was able to part her
legs.  He released her left arm so that he could move his right
hand down to her vagina.  As soon as he released her arm, she
brought her fist down on his head, this just made him more mad than
he already was.  He pulled back his right fist, and hit her in the
face.  His blow left her stunned and knocked most of the fight out
of her.  He got his penis between her legs, and into her vagina.
He Put his arms under her knees and lifted her legs into the air,
and proceeded to ram himself in and out of her.  As Helen recovered
some of her senses, she tried to twist and turn her lower body to
dislodge Anga, but to no avail.  Then she tried to hit him with her
fist, but he just hit her in the face again, and continued with his
violation of her body.  Anga slammed into Helen over and over
again, until he exploded with a violent shuddering climax.  Then he
got up off of Helen and started to walk away.  Helen got up in
tears after him and jumped on his back and tried to scratch his
face with her nails.  But he just shook her off of his back, then
picked her up by her neck and punched her in the face so hard that
he knocked her out.  What right did she, a mere woman, have to try
to hurt him.  He walked away back to the village of the Warlords,
leaving Helen, unconscious and bleeding, lying in the mud on the
bank of the river of the crocodiles.
 
     When Helen woke up, the first thing that came to her mind was
that she had just had some horrible nightmare.  But then she
realized that she was lying in mud, and she felt the aching of the
bruises all over her body.  She felt repulsion and hate.  She went
into convulsions and started vomiting.  Then started sobbing.  She
ran to the water, and threw herself into it.  She submerged her
entire body in the waters of the river, trying to wash the taint of
the vile Anga off of her.  She lowered her head underwater.  She
did not want to come up.  She wanted to die, she did not want to
have to live with the shame she felt because of what had happened
to her.  She stayed under until her lungs threatened to burst, then
she released her breath, and breathed in, pulling water into her
lungs.  Then she burst up into fresh air, coughing up water in the
process.  She walked out of the river, with water streaming down
her body and headed back to the village.  Anga would be punished
for what he had done to her, if it was the last thing she did.
 
     When Helen got back to the village of the Shamans, she headed
towards the hut of Erin, leader of the Shamans.  She found Erin out
side of her hut, weaving a new basket.  Erin was an old woman with
long flowing gray hair.
     "What happened to you my child?", asked Erin when she saw the
     bruises on Helen's face.
Helen started to sob, and blurted out what had happened.  Erin
covered her mouth in surprise, she had never thought that this
would ever happen.  She was not sure what to think or what to do.
     "Anga must be punished for what he did to me.", finished
     Helen.
     "I know what he did to you was truly horrible, but how am I to
     punish him?".
     "You are the leader, talk to Herms, leader of the Warlords, he
     will punish Anga.".
     "Anga is Herms' favorite, no one saw what he did to you, it
     would be your word against his.  Leave him to the gods, they
     shall punish him.".
     "I do not believe this, after what he did to me, he shall go
     unpunished.  I will not let this be!", so stating Helen turned
     and ran.
 
Helen ran until her legs ached, and her heart threatened to burst.
Then she collapsed in the grass and started to sob once again.
Then she heard a beautiful voice ask her
     "What is wrong, pretty one, why do you cry?".
She turned around, but she could not see anyone.
     "where are you?".
     "Look up here."
She looked up and saw a small bird perched on a low branch of the
giant mango tree under which she was lying.
     "Where?".
she was surprised to hear the bird reply.
     "right here, don't be afraid, I am Bes, I am the god of
     happiness.  Now tell me why are you crying? who has caused you
     such pain?".
Bes was really Aries in disguise.  Helen told him about what Anga
had done to her, and about how there was no way of punishing him.
After she had finished the bird was silent for a few moments, then
said
     "I can help you, but it depends on how much you really want to
     punish Anga.".
     "I can not live my life while he lives unpunished.".
     "There will be a price to pay, but I can give you the power
     and the strength you need to punish him.".
     "I will pay any price."
     "So be it!".
the bird flew off of the tree, and landed on Helen's shoulder.
Helen felt a tingle go through her entire body.  She felt stronger,
she felt invincible.  She knew she now had the strength to punish
Anga.
     "Go to the village of the Warlords, and exact your revenge
     upon this one known as Anga.".
Helen got up and started towards the village of the Warlords with
a graceful lope.  She ran faster and faster.  Faster than she had
ever run before.  As she ran she felt the wind streaming through
her hair.  It was the most exhilarating feeling she had ever felt
in her life.
 
     When Helen reached the village of the Warlords, she saw Anga
in the village square talking to some other young Warlords.  Helen
was so mad that she could not talk, all she wanted to do was hurt
him.  He was surprised to see her.
     "What are you doing here?", he asked.
Helen went up to him, and slapped him across his face with the back
of her hand.  The blow was so fast that he did not even see it, and
was very surprised to find himself on the ground.  His friends
grabbed Helen to try to restrain her, they thought that she had
somehow gone mad.  But she easily shook them off, and threw them
all to the ground.  Anga did not understand what was happening, she
was a mere woman, how could she so easily manhandle them.  Helen
reached down and hauled him up by his throat.  With one hand she
slowly squeezed his throat, with the other hand she grabbed his
genitals, and slowly crushed them.  He was in great pain, and her
hold around his neck prevented him from screaming.  His eyes turned
up in his head and he passed out.  He was not conscious to hear the
crunch as she reduced his testicles to pulp.  She suddenly became
aware of an overpowering smell.  It was the smell of salt and iron
mixed together.  She noticed Anga's pulsing jugular vein, and her
mouth started to water.  Her canines grew into fangs, which she
plunged deep into Anga's throat.  She withdrew her fangs and drank
deeply of the blood that spurted forth.  As she drank the blood she
felt more strength flow through her body.  She realized what she
was, a vampire, and that this was the price she had to pay for her
revenge.  When the other warriors saw what she had done to Anga
they ran away as fast as they could, to hide in the wilderness
around the village.  After having drank as much of Anga's blood as
she could she threw his almost lifeless body to the ground and
walked away towards the river of the crocodile.
 
     After Helen had left the village of the Warlords, the warriors
returned to the village.  They saw Anga lying on the ground with
his life trickling away through the wound in his neck, and did not
know what to do.  There was a great puff of smoke, and a huge lion
appeared.  It put it's paw on Anga's head, and the wound in his
neck healed, and he opened his eyes.   When he saw the lion he
smiled.
     "I have granted you the power that I promised, go forth and
     destroy this woman who has dared to attack you.", roared the
     lion, then disappeared.
All of the other warriors surrounded Anga and started asking him
questions.  They did not understand what had happened.  Anga raised
his arms high in the air and asked for quiet.  Then he said
     "this woman who has dared to attack me must be punished.  Let
     us go forth into the village of the Shamans and find her and
     punish her and all those who stand in our way.".
     "But she is stronger than any of us.", said one of the young
     warriors.
     "I shall share my new powers with all those who follow me.
     who shall follow me?"
     "I shall.", said each of the young warriors in turn, for they
     also wanted power, just as Anga did.
Anga raised his arms and said
     "Power of Leo come to me and all those who follow me".
Golden hair started to sprout all over Anga's body, his face grew
wider and his jaws elongated.  He dropped to all fours, and grew a
tail.  He had been transformed into a great lion, and so had all
his fellow warriors.  They all charged towards the village of the
Shamans in search of Helen.  When they had finished with it, the
village was reduced to rubble.  They found they had a taste for
human flesh.  The warriors killed half of the village and ate their
flesh.  And at the urging of Anga raped the other half of the
women.  Then they returned victorious to their own village.
 
     When Helen returned to her village she found it in shambles.
The warlords had left Erin dead, but had not eaten her, they found
her elderly flesh not tender enough.  Helen went mad with sorrow at
the destruction that the Warlords had caused.  She raised her hands
to the heavens and intoned
     "My sisters raise up with me, share my power.  Let us end the
     existence on earth of these men.".
So saying she turned the remaining Shamans into vampires.
 
     Helen and her group of vampires attacked the village of the
Warlords, where a great battle ensued.  While all of this had been
transpiring, Herms and a band of the elder warlords had been in the
wilderness hunting.  They returned in the middle of the pitched
battle between the Warlord and Shamans.  When they saw the chaos,
they called upon the highlord Libra to help them.  But by the time
the libra arrived, Herms and his band of older warriors had died at
the hands of the vampiric Shamans.  Libra arrived on the wind, he
whirled around the battle field knocking apart the combattant.
Libra was tall, and very beautiful.  Half of Libra's body was
female and white, half was male and jet black.
     "What has happened to my people?", asked the highlord.
Each group started to shout their view of what had happened.  Libra
silenced them with a gesture of his hand.
     "Silence, from this moment forth you shall be apart.  The
     Warlords shall inhabit the day and only the day.  The Shamans
     shall inhabit the night and only the night.".
Aries suddenly appeared from a puff of smoke.  He was in the shape
of a tall, bronzed , muscular young man.
     "You are destroying my hard work.", said Aries.
     "No it is you who has destroyed my good work.  Go!  before I
     vanquish you.".
     "Look around you Libra, see all of the death and destruction
     around you.  Who do you think has the power here.",.
Aries turned his awesome power against Libra, who attempted to
throw up a defense but failed.  Aries split Libra into two.  Libra
used his last iota of consciousness to throw himself into the
future to escape extinction at the hands of Aries.  Aries tried to
undo the work that Libra had done, but not even his power could
accomplish this.  The Warlords went their way, and the Shamans went
their way.  Their hatred for each other continued for all time, but
they would never be able to touch each other except through the
efforts of their agents.  This is the Story of one of their agents,
the named 'Noire'.
 
Noire - Chapter One
-------------------
 
     The year was 2000, and more than at any other time in it's
history America was in the hands of the corporate world.  The
entire world was in the hands of big business.  As most of the
world converted to democracy, they quickly learned from nations
like Japan and Korea.  To occupy their large populations of hungry
people, most of the countries of the former Eastern Block borrowed
billions of dollars from the United States to industrialize.  They
rapidly flooded the American markets with cheap products, that were
quickly gobbled up by the luxury hungry American people.  The
American government decided to halt the decline of American
business by raising the tariffs on products imported from the Far
East, from places such as japan.  The Japanese responded by
relocating many of their businesses to America, and bought out
American corporations.  Thereby saving money on tariffs and on
transportation costs.
 
     Unemployed workers, the homeless, pro-lifers, pro-choicers,
people who were gay, people who hated gay people, blacks, whites,
chinese, koreans, everyone in America was rioting.  In an effort to
remedy the situation the American government poured billions of
dollars, that they had poured into the defense budget in the
pervious century, into the police force and the Internal Security
Agency (ISA), the 21st century equivalent of the CIA.
 
     The American government owed more money than they could ever
repay.  They were going the way of all great empires, they were
heading for the trash heap.  A group of businessmen calling
themselves the Corporation For Government (CFG), approached the
American President and made him an offer, that at the time he could
not afford to decline.  The CFG offered to take over operations of
the United States government.  The elected officials would stay in
power, and the CFG would take orders from them.  The CFG would
handle the day to day operations of the federal government, and
that of each city and state in America.  They would do it for a
third of what the United States was currently spending and they
would turn a profit.
 
     The first thing that the CFG did was to fire every member of
the army, police force, and all security agencies, and replace them
with the Security Division (SD).  Then the CFG found personnel from
all over the world and quickly replaced all non-elected officials
of the old US government.  The SD teargassed and shoot half of the
people at any riot that broke out in the next six months.  Then the
Chairman of the CFG, Mr. Soto Negami, went on national TV, declared
martial law and outlawed assembling for the purpose of protesting,
the punishment for this crime would be death.  He also outlawed the
homeless, and anyone who did not work.  Punishment for these crimes
would be death.  He also announced the creation of the Work
Division (WD), which would find jobs for all of those that did not
have a job.  The American people had six months to find jobs.
Within the next six months the WD found jobs for almost every able
bodied American citizen.  Jobs that provided enough money for the
necessities of life, and for very little else.  The new government
saw everyone as equal, a man or a woman's worth was judged by what
he or she did, not what color they were or what sexual orientation
or religion they were.  Those who did not comply with the new laws
were hunted down and killed.  Elections were still held and
everyone was encouraged to vote.  But elected officials became
figureheads of the new government, the real leaders of the new
america were the members of the board of directors of CFG.
 
     Gentek Inc. was located in a large cube shaped building in
Inwood, in Nassau county in Long Island.  Gentek Inc. was on the
forefront of genetic engineering research.  Dr. Peter Forester was
the President of Gentek, and the most brilliant researcher in his
field.  Gentek was a subsidiary of CFG.
 
     The date was September 27th 2010, and Gentek was being visited
by the head of the SD, Angata Nigutu.  Mr. Nigutu arrived at the
Gentek Facility in a General Motors AG2000, an armored anti-gravity
limousine.  It was 20 feet long, and 6 feet wide.  It floated on a
magnetic field 2 feet above the earth.  It had as much armor as a
main battle tank and it's armor was capable of stopping all but the
most powerful anti-armor missiles.  Each AG2000 cost 10 million
dollars.  After his credentials were verified at the main gates of
Gentek, by two guards dressed in ArmorPlus full combat suits, his
limo was escorted to the underground parking garage by two guards
in a combat hovercraft.  From there he and his party of two
bodyguards were escorted to sub-basement 5, by two Gentek guards
dress in ArmorPlus light battle suits.  Once his party arrived at
sub-basement 5, they had to undergo full radiation and biological
decontamination.  After they passed through the airlock leading
into the special labs in sub-basement 5, they were greeted by Dr.
Peter Forester.  He reached out with his long thin arms to shake
Nigutu's hand, but Nigutu just ignored his offered hands.  To cover
up his embarrassment Forester pasted his smooth pale hand through
his wild orange hair, then adjusted his round glasses. He was
dressed in running shoes and a white lab coat.  He bowed to Mr.
Nigutu instead, and after the proper greetings said:
     "Sorry about all of the inconveniences, but I am sure you
     understand all of the precautions that we have to take."
     "That is quite alright, I am anxious to see the fruits of your
     very expensive research.".
     "This way please Mr. Nigutu.  As you know I started my
     research in the Perfect Warrior Program, or as it is Popularly
     referred to around here, the PWP, many years ago.  Since the
     CFG came to power the arena of warfare has changed, no longer
     are wars fought between different nations on the battle field,
     but rather between terrorist and the SD in urban areas.  We
     need warriors who can blend in instantly on any street in any
     city in the world.  We need warriors who are just as capable
     of surviving in the famine plagued cities of the mid-west, as
     in the cities of plenty on the east coast.  Our warriors must
     be able to survive being poisoned.  They must be able to
     survive almost any injury, and to keep fighting.  In short
     they must be the perfect urban fighting machines.  In my
     opinion that is what we have achieved here, but only time will
     tell.".
Dr. Forester led the group down a long corridor, terminating with
a door that had the words, 'Birthing Chamber', printed on it.
     "This is the birthing chamber, where the artificial wombs are
     stored.  We have been able to shorten the gestation period to
     two weeks.  Once born the prototypes will grow at an
     accelerated rate of one year per month.  Within two years they
     will be fully matured, and ready for use.  The prototypes are
     code named 'Noire' and 'Blanc' for reasons that will become
     evident.  We have switched the genders of the names around to
     make them more confusing to our competitors.  Noire is the
     male, and has been genetically engineered to be the best
     search and destroy enforcer the SD will ever have.  He will be
     able to survive for days without eating or drinking.  He will
     be able to change his skin colour and other features to alter
     his appearance.  It is near impossible to break his bones, and
     he will be able to heal extremely quickly.  His muscles are 3
     times more dense than a normal human, and he is 3 times
     stronger.  We have also relocated some of his internal organs
     to make them less likely to be damaged in battle.  For
     instance, we have relocated his brain to a chamber of sturdy
     bone in his chest, right behind his lungs.  Blanc, the female,
     will be the perfect operative for espionage of any kind.  Her
     body is designed to be very light yet very strong.  She is
     also designed to be able to adapt her physical appearance as
     needed.  Her strengths will not be the physical but rather the
     mental.  She is designed to be as intelligent as it is
     possible for a human being to be.  As specified by your
     instructions Blanc is a mixture of all of the lighter coloured
     races, and Noire is a blend of all of the darker coloured
     races.  Gentlemen, let's all go into the observation room."
 
     In the observation room, Dr. Forester showed everyone to their
seats.  One end of the observation room was a wall of one way
glass, through which the birthing chamber could be observed.  The
birthing chamber contained a team of two doctors and four nurses.
They stood around two large mechanical wombs waiting for Dr.
Forester's orders to begin.
     "Mr. Nigutu, we can start the birthing process whenever you
     are ready."
     "You may begin Dr. Forester."
Forester took his personal communicator out of his pocket, keyed in
a code that tied him to the Public Address System in the birthing
chamber, and then gave the order for the doctors to proceed.  Each
doctor keyed in a release code on the control panel of each of the
mechanical wombs.  The wombs were large cubes of metal, toped by a
clear glass dome.  There was a whir of motors, as the amniotic
fluid was drained from the each dome.  Then the domes slowly rose,
to reveal a small white coloured baby in one, and a large dark
coloured baby in the other.  The doctors cut the umbilical cords.
The eyes of each baby popped open, and they began to scream in
unison.  The nurses tied the umbilical cords and wrapped them in
blankets, then took them through the back door of the birthing
chamber to the nursery.
     "As you can see Mr. Nigutu, two perfectly healthy babies.".
     "Just keep me informed of all further developments doctor.".
Nigutu and his party left the observation room, and marched down
the corridor towards the airlock, leaving a very pleased Dr.
Forester to contemplate the next two years of educating the
prototypes.
 
Noire - Chapter Two
-------------------
 
     Noire remembered the golden man, and the pain, then being
surrounded by green masked faces, and nothing else.  He screamed
till his throat was too raw to scream.  The masked faces had put
him in a large box, whose walls were covered in brightly painted
illustrations of fuzzy creatures.  He found that the only way he
could communicate was by screaming, and that rapidly became
painful.  He did not seem to have the strength to move his limbs,
which he found were very much out of proportion.  He did not
understand what had happened to him or where he was.  He found he
was very hungry, and every time he screamed another green masked
and clothed creature would come to feed him.   They fed him a red
coloured concoction, that had a very irony taste.  It did not take
him too long to realize what it was that they were feeding him, and
when he did he vomited all over the box with it's fuzzy animal
pictures.  Instantly he was surrounded by green clad creatures, who
wiped him and the box clean, then poked and prodded him with many
different cold instruments of torture.
     "Is he ok Doctor?".
     "Yes Nurse, for the life of me I can not figure out why he
     threw up.".
After this he tried not to eat, but his hunger was overwhelming,
and they would not feed him anything else.  Thus he was forced to
drink what they gave him.  In time he got used to it.
 
     Every few days more green clad creatures, or maybe the same
green clad creatures came by to poke at him with their cold
instruments.  He knew he was some kind of prisoner here, but he did
not know why.  He could not understand what they said at first, but
in time he came to comprehend their words.  He realized that they
were humans dressed in green clothing and that they were some sort
of healers.  He also felt that they were constantly watching him,
even when they were not physically there.  He notices a cylinder
attached to the ceiling with a glass covered front, that moved from
side to side, scanning the entire room.
 
     His body grew stronger each day, and in time he could stand up
in the box, which he found out was called a crib.  One day he was
able to climb over the side of the crib, and jump down to the
ground.  He ran over to the door on his little legs, but it was
closed.  He pushed against the door but found that he was not
strong enough to open it.  He started to get angry, he pushed hard
at the door, but to no avail.  Then he moved back a little and
threw his body at the door, still it did not budge.  He repeatedly
threw his body at the door, but the door was beyond his ability to
move.  He turned away from the door in disgust, and set eyes on the
crib.  He went over to it and picked it up and took it back to the
door.  Then he started to pound against the door with the crib,
till the crib was in pieces.  He looked up at the ceiling of the
room, and saw the little cylinder pivoting to follow his every
move.  He knew this was how his jailers were observing him.  He
realized that they had been testing him, that is why no one had
come to stop him yet.  He picked up the pieces of the broken crib
and threw them at the cylinder, until he knocked it from the wall.
Suddenly the door burst open and two big green clad men rushed in
to the room and tried to hold him down.  Even though he was strong
enough to lift the crib and break it against the door,  their
strength still out matched his, never the less he struggled against
them.  Finally a Doctor came in, and poked something sharp into his
arm, but this had no effect on him.  Finally more large men came
and dragged him off to another room, where they secured him to the
walls by metal fastenings that he could not break.  Yet he still
struggled and howled and screamed.  He had to leave this place.
The men went away leaving him to his torment.
 
     "Dr. Forester, it has only been a month yet his growth is even
     greater than it should be.  He is also much stronger than he
     should be.  It took two large men to restrain him.  It also
     seems that he is much more intelligent than a child his age
     should be.  He obviously recognized our cameras for what they
     were, also he had enough intelligence to try to use the crib
     as a weapon against the door.".
     "Don't feed him for a while, let him get hungry, he will be
     easier to handle.  Oh, and Dr. Barnes let's start the
     education phase, he seems intelligent enough.".
Dr. Emile Barnes was group leader for project PWP-Noire.
     "Also Noire is immune to chemical tranquilizers, I would like
     your permission to use tasers if he becomes uncontrollable in
     the future.".
     "You have my permission, but keep it's use to a minimum, we do
     not want to damage the prototype."
     "Thank you Doctor.".
     "Leave!".
Dr. Barnes bowed, turned and left.  Forester swiveled around in his
large executive chair to face his picture windows and looked out
over his empire.  When his parents died he had transformed the
medical research company they had left him to the best genetics
research firm in the world.  He created everything from cows that
could survive in the arctic to super soldiers that could survive
anywhere.  This project was progressing better than he though
possible.  As soon as the Noire and Blanc prototypes were
successfully tested, the SD would purchase 100 Noires and 20 Blancs
from him.  At ten million dollars a piece that would be over a
billion dollars.  The SD had already sank another billion into the
research and development for the prototypes.  He wondered if his
sister was back from Paris yet.  He had not seen her in a while and
he missed her very much.  She was his only sister, and he loved her
more than he had ever loved anyone else in his life.
 
     They left Noire for several days without food, until he could
no longer fight.  At first his hunger was so great that he felt as
if there were blades in his stomach ripping him apart from the
inside out.  When they finally fed him again he was sure he had
been at the gates of death.  When he had regained his strength, he
tried to break out of his chains, but he was allowed to starve
again.  One day Dr. Barnes came to visit him.
     "Hello, Noire.  That is your name you know.  For some reason
     I think you can understand me.  The more you fight the longer
     we will go without feeding you.  We do not want to hurt you.
     Behave and we will reward you, misbehave and we will punish
     you.  It is a very simple equation.".
After that they started to feed him again, and he started to
behave.  He would gain nothing by their punishment.  After a month
they unchained him, and put him into a padded room, with lots of
toys and electronic puzzle games, which he mastered very quickly.
Then they brought in a teacher to teach him to speak.  Again he
learned very quickly and within a week could speak english very
well if he chose to, but he very rarely chose to speak.
 
     As soon as he could speak they gave him a Virtual Reality
computer and allowed him to connect to the State Educational
Network.  In the 21st century children did not go to a real school.
They went to a virtual school in a computer world.  This way all
children could receive an education in the safety of their own
home.  The VR computer came with a special helmet, and gloves.
Noire first put on the gloves, the computer took input from the
movement of his hands through the gloves.  Then he put on the
helmet, and he was transposed into a world of darkness.  He saw a
whirlwind of molecules, that slowly took the form of a man.
     "I am your teacher, today we will learn how to read, are you
     ready?".
     "Yes.".
     "This is the letter 'A', for Apple....".
Noire learned how to read, then to write.  By his first birthday he
knew most of modern history, college level calculus, and more about
science and technology than most adults.  Physically Noire was very
thin but very tall, almost six feet.  His keepers started to take
him to their gymnasium complex, so he could work out his body.
After his first birthday he did not grow any taller, but his body
started to fill out.
 
     Gentek personnel never went anywhere near him without their
tasers.  Most people were afraid of him, he never spoke unless he
had to, and even then he was very economic with his words.  When he
looked at them, they felt as if he was stripping the skin off of
their body to look at the organs underneath.  Of course they all
knew what he drank, and that alone terrified them.
 
     Noire worked out very hard in the gym, and very quickly put on
mass.  He found he weighted a lot more than a normal human being of
the same build.  When he was 16 months old, he weighted more than
300 pounds, but was smaller than a normal man who weighted 200
pounds.  His body had three times the mass of man who only weighted
200 pounds compressed into the same frame, but his muscle weighted
half of what normal human muscle weighted.  Noire was more than
Three times stronger than an average man of his build.  The more he
worked out the greater his appetite became.
 
     When he was 17 months old Noire was taken into surgery,
because chemical tranquilizers did not work on him, they had to
taser him to put him under.  A 21st century taser was a lot
different from the ones in the 20th century.  The earlier tasers
fired a wire into a target, then the wire would be electrified to
knock the target out.  The 21st century tasers fired a stream of
ionized particles, which would then be electrified.  In short it
was a controlled lightening bolt.  One of his keepers tasered him
while he was on a bench press machine in the gym.  He was
immediately taken into surgery, where a mini VR combat computer was
installed in his skull, in the space that would have been occupied
by his brain, if it had not been relocated to his chest.   They
also installed a Universal communication jack at the base of his
skull.  When he woke up again in his room, a few hours later, his
body had completely healed.
 
     Noire was angry about them tasering him, but there was nothing
he could do about it.  He knew that the guards outside of his
quarantine area carried guns, and from his history lessons he knew
what guns could do.  The day after the surgery a technician came to
show him how his VR combat computer worked.  He no longer needed
the big bulky VR computer with it's helmet and gloves, that he had
been using in the past.  He could connect himself into the Network
by plugging a cable into the comm. jack at the base of his skull,
then plugging the other end of the cable into the network jack in
the wall, where the old VR computer had been plugged in.  His VR
combat computer was connect directly to his brain, so he could
control it by his thoughts and it's images would be projected
directly to his brain.  The computer also had a Heads Up Display
(HUD), which could show him information such as his speed.  The HUD
could show him a lot of other information, but he was told he would
be taught that when he went to the SD's combat school.
 
     Noire used the VR combat computer to learn as much as he could
from the Network, about everything from guns to geography.  He
memorized as many maps as he could.  He was able to determine from
the Network that he was in New York somewhere, but he did not know
exactly where.  One day while studying the history of india, he
came across a mention of higher states of consciousness, that
caught his attention, so he decided to read up more on the subject.
He found out that by meditating an Indian yogi could entire a high
state of consciousness and walk across a bed of hot coals or
perform such other amazing feats.  In his room he did not have any
furniture, no bed or chairs.  His keepers were afraid he would use
any furniture as weapons against them.  The entire room was padded,
so he could sit and lie on the floor in comfort.  After reading
about the Indian yogis, he decided he would see if he could enter
a high state of consciousness, he knew that they took many years
sometimes decades before they were able to, but he had been
learning things in days that he knew took other people many years
to learn.  He sat down in a lotus position, closed his eyes and
opened his mind.  He felt warmth flood his body, he tried to slow
his heart down, and he felt it's beat slow.  Then he allowed his
heart to beat faster.  He was amazed that he could enter a higher
state of consciousness so quickly.  What he did not understand was
that he had not entered a high state of consciousness, but that the
abilities that he displayed where an innate part of his being.
After opening his eyes he touched the floor, and the padding was
frozen stiff, as if it had been put out to dry on a cold winters
night.  He realized that he must have absorbed the heat from the
padding.  He closed his eyes again and concentrated, he tried to
will heat to move from his body back into the room, the warmth that
he realized had been circulating his body and that he had barely
noticed, lessened.  When he opened his eyes again the padding was
no longer cold and stiff.  Suddenly his door banged open, and four
of his keepers barged in with drawn tasers.
     "What have you been up to?", asked the leader.
     "Nothing, what are you talking about?".
     "Your lights went out, the temperature in the room started to
     fluctuate, so did your temperature, and your heart rate.  What
     have you been doing here?"
     "I repeat nothing, you should check your equipment.  Now go
     away and leave me to my studies!".
After they left Noire realized that he must be able to absorb other
forms of energy besides light.  He would have to set up some
experiments to test out his hypothesis.
 
     "Dr. Forester, we checked the monitoring equipment several
     times, and each time it worked perfectly.  We are sure there
     was no malfunction."
     "Then find out what happened Barnes, how did he do what he
     did?"
     "We are not sure, but from the monitoring equipment connected
     to his VR combat computer, we were able to determine that
     during each phenomenon, he displayed a very high level of
     concentration.  Also when the light died in his room, all of
     our external monitoring equipment also died, but his internal
     monitors still functioned properly.  We know he did not move
     from his position on the floor, because his internal trackers
     still stayed in the same position.  We went over the logs of
     all of his computer transactions for the day, and we found
     something really interesting that might explain what
     happened.".
     "I am waiting doctor, what is it?".
     "Hm, well, he accessed a file on the yogis of India, and  he
     ran several searches on high states of consciousness.".
     "On higher what?  Be more clear doctor!"
     "Well apparently yogis could enter a higher state of
     consciousness, and display different psychic phenomena.  We
     think Noire was displaying some sort of psychic ability.".
     "But that is impossible!".
     "Sir, everything we have done here would have been considered
     impossible a few decades ago.".
     "I have to admit, you are right Barnes, now leave me so that
     I can think.".
Forester was pleased with this new development, maybe he could
raise the price a little on Noire because of this.  In a few more
months the SD would be coming to pick up the Noire prototype to
take him for training at their combat school.  After Noire was
combat trained and tested, he could state gearing up for production
of an army of Noires.  The SD would not be his only customers, but
he was sure that certain people would be willing to pay huge
amounts of money for a super soldier.
 
     Noire performed many more experiments with his new found
powers, and he soon realized that he did not have to close his eyes
to be able to absorb energy.  He also found that all he could do
was control his body, and absorb energy.  He did not have any
telekinetic powers.  He also found that when he absorbed light he
could still see.  He knew that his jailers also soon realized that
he had new powers, but did not care.  As long as they did not
interfere with his experiments.  He also found that by physically
touching objects such as the plastic hose he feed out of he could
energize it with energy, but he could not energize it's metal
nozzle.  One day while working out he suddenly picked up his bench
press machine and threw it at the mirror that completely lined one
wall of the gym.  His guards instantly pulled their tasers and
fired at him.  Noire went into his energy absorption state, but
controlled it so that the entire room did not go dark.  When the
tasers hit him he could feel the energy flood his body, but he felt
as if he was going to burst, so he focused the energy through his
feet and released it into the ground, then he collapsed into a pile
on the floor.  The guards thought he had passed out and rushed over
to him.
     "What the fuck happened Harry, what made him go berserk?".
     "How the fuck should I know.  You should know by now that you
     can never tell with this freak.".
     "Lets get a medical team up here.".
Noire had not past out, he had been pretending.  He had wanted to
find out if he could absorb a taser beam, and now that he knew he
could it gave him a better chance when the time came for him to
escape.  When the medical team showed up, he told them that he had
had a horrible cramp in his stomach that drove him insane, and that
he was feeling better now.  They said they believed him, but he
knew they did not.
     "Anyway it does not matter Noire, tomorrow you will be out of
     our hands, we are turning you over to the SD, you are going to
     be going to combat training school, and there you can throw or
     destroy whatever you want."
It was Noires second birthday.
 
Noire - Chapter 10
------------------
 
     When Lucy was ten years old, she was slicing a tomato to make
a sandwich and cut her finger.  To stop the bleeding she put her
finger in her mouth and sucked on it.  It tasted salty and a little
like iron, but for some reason she could not stop sucking it.  The
blood started to dry up and even though she sucked harder, she
could not make anymore flow to the surface.  She had to have more,
so she took the knife and made another cut on one of her other
fingers.  It hurt at first, but the taste of the blood more than
made up for the pain.  As she got older she cut herself more often.
It became a drug to her.
 
     The walls of her room were covered with posters from all the
classic vampire films.  'Dracula', 'To die for', 'Pale blood', and
other classics from the 1990's, the decade of the great vampire
movies.   Her room was a monochrome of black, even her walls and
dressers.  Her closets were filled with cloths of black.  Lucy grew
up in the 1990's, when vampire movies and books were very much in
vogue.  She was always a smart child and a pretty one too.  Girls
envied her and boys were intimidated by her beauty.  As a
consequence she spent a lot of time alone.  like most children of
the nineties she spent a lot of that time in front of her VCR,
unlike most of them she also spent a lot of time reading.  Vampires
fascinated her.  She wanted to be like them.  She wanted to control
others like they did.  She wanted be as strong as they were.  She
wanted to be above the laws of man.  More than anything else she
wanted to live forever.
 
     She never told anyone about her love for blood until one day
when her friend, Mina, was hanging out at her house.  Lucy was
about 12 years old at the time.
     "Lucy, will you taste mine?", Mina asked, after Lucy told her
     about her taste for blood.
Lucy was sort of surprised at Mina's offer, but for a long time she
had wanted to taste the blood of another.  She did not hesitate in
answering "yes" to Mina's question.   She went to her secret draw.
The one were she kept her money, her Pot, her booze and her razor
blades.   She took out a bottle of Wild Turkey, that she had stolen
from her father's wet bar downstairs, and a razor blade.
     "Drink this, it will help you handle the pain".
She opened the bottle and passed to Mina who took a long swig and
started coughing.  Lucy got a candle, a box of matches and some
cotton from another shelf.
     "Where do you want me to take it from?", she asked.
     "I don't know, how about my neck like in the movies?".
     "I don't know if that's a good idea.  I might cut an artery or
     something.  I wouldn't want you to bleed to death you know.".
     "Ok, what about my shoulder".
     "Ok, that sounds good".
Lucy gently put her hand on Mina's shoulder, and pulled Mina's
t-shirt aside, and then the strap of Mina's bra.  She then upturned
the bottle of wild turkey on a piece of cotton, and wiped Mina's
shoulder with it.
     "This is so that you do not get an infection, Mina, ok?".
     "Ok".
Lucy then lit the candle and heated the razor in it.
     "This is to make sure the blade is clean.  Do you want to do
     the cut yourself? or do you want me to do it? are you ok,
     Mina?".
     "Yeah I'm fine, just a little nervous is all.  Can you do the
     cut.  In the movies the vampire always bites his victims, he
     does not ask his victim to bite herself".
     "Ok, this is going to hurt you a little".
Lucy took the hot razor and wiped it with the alcohol soaked cotton
to cool it down.  Then she put the blade against the skin of Mina's
shoulder.  Mina put her hand on Lucy's shoulder.
     "Ok, i'm ready, go ahead".
Lucy put pressure on the razor and very quickly pulled it across
the skin of Mina's shoulder.  Mina's grip on Lucy's shoulder
tightened, and she let out a little cry.  The cut was about an inch
and a half, and blood started to seep out of it.  Lucy bent her
head to Mina's shoulder and ran her tongue across the cut.  Her
tongue then withdrew into her mouth and she wiped her lips with it.
     "This tastes so good", she moaned with delight.
She then bent her head to Mina's shoulder again and sealed the cut
with her lips and proceeded to suck the cut and lick up the blood
that welled to the surface with her tongue.  Mina's eyes closed,
her head went back, her grip on Lucy's shoulder tightened even
more.
     "This feels so good Lucy", moaned Mina.
Lucy replied with a gentle moan of her own without stopping what
she was doing.  Mina took her hand off of Lucy's shoulder and
wrapped her arms around Lucy's neck, then pressed her body against
Lucy's.
     "Don't stop, it feels so good.".
Mina started rubbing Lucy's back gently.  After a minute or two,
Lucy stopped sucking,
     "It's dried up".
Mina put her hand under Lucy's chin, and drew Lucy's face towards
her and proceeded to kiss Lucy full on the lips very deeply.  Lucy
pulled away and quietly said
     "I don't want to do that Mina".
     "but I let you drink blood from me.  It's only fair for us to
     do what I want now.".
     "But I really don't want to do that, just leave.  I don't have
     to do what I don't want to do, neither did you.".
     "Yeah, whatever Lucy, I'm out of here.".
Mina got up and picked up her coat and walked out.
     "I'll let myself out.".
Lucy Knew that there would be others after Mina.  She also knew she
would never let anyone make her do what she did not want to do.
 
     Over the years Lucy had many vampire lovers, including her
brother Peter, who she drank blood from, or who drank blood from
her.  But she had never had sex.  She had tired a few times, but
each time with no success.  She believed that she just had not
found the right man for her.  When Lucy was 20 years old, her
parents died, leaving Lucy and her brother a large fortune.  She
did not have to work, and she spent most of her nights out hunting
for fresh blood.  In the 21st century most blood transmitted
deceases, such as AIDS, had been eradicated.
 
     As Lucy looked into the mirror, a face so pale, it was almost
white, stared back at her.  She had painted her lips a deep red,
that greatly contrasted with the paleness of her skin.  She had one
black tear tattooed down her left check.  Her hair that was once
blond was dyed black.  She turned her head so that she could put on
the fourth earring in her left ear.  After she has finished, she
appraised herself and was satisfied.  As she pulled the hood of her
black cape over her head , she looked into the mirror, and thought
to herself, what a perfect creature of the night I make.  She was
now 25 and she fancied herself a vampire.
 
     Lucy was going to 'The Cage'.  It was a club for the rich.  A
place where you could have anything you wanted if you had the
enough money.  Lucy arrived at exactly 4 am.  She knocked on the
nondescript brown door.  A panel in the door slid open.  She looked
into the two lenses inside of the slot, which scanned her retina.
Then sent the scanned pattern to the NCS, National Credit Service.
Which compared the pattern to the patterns in it's database, found
a match, checked how much credit she had. then reported the amount
to the club's computer.  Which then decided that Lucy had enough
credit to afford a night at the club, and informed the human
bouncer behind the door of this.  The bouncer who let Lucy in, was
one of the biggest men she had ever seen.  He was all muscle with
a neck that was wider than his head.  The bouncer motioned for Lucy
to step through a weapons detector, which was a device that checked
for metals, explosives and electrical devices capable of being used
as weapons.  After the weapons detector informed the bouncer that
Lucy was not carrying anything dangerous, he contacted a second
bouncer by radio, who then opened a second door.  Lucy was finally
in the club.
 
     There was another bouncer on the other side of the door, he
pinned a coded chip to Lucy's dress.  This chip, called a TAG
transmitted a code that could be picked up by special wands carried
by club personnel, this enabled them to identify or charge Lucy for
services rendered.  As Lucy walked through the club, heading
towards the bar, she stopped to look at some of the shows that were
going on around her.  In one corner Two women dressed in leather
body suits, were dropping candle wax on a man who was tied to
scaffolding that held him upright.  In another corner was a short
brown skinned woman with the biggest butt Lucy had ever seen,
whipping a young naked guy, as pale as Lucy, tied to a bench.
There were also private rooms in the club where people could
experience even wilder fantasies.
 
     Lucy went over to the bar, and sat down next to a heavyset
young guy with a beard, who was trying to pickup a small oriental
transvestite.  The bartender was dressed in a fine mesh shirt that
showed off his well defined and muscular body.
     "What can I get you miss?', he asked.
     "A bloody mary".
The bartender put a glass under a tap, and pressed some buttons on
his computer console.  The glass soon filled up with a dark red
liquid.  Which he then gave to Lucy.  He then waved his charge wand
at her, his computer read her TAG and charged the drink to her
account.  She took a swallow of her drink, it was not salty enough
for her.  Then she turned around on her stool, to survey the room,
looking for her next prey.  That is why Lucy came to 'The Cage', it
was the best place to meet people willing to donate blood to her.
If you had enough money you could buy anything at 'The Cage'.  She
could not see anyone who she was very interested in tonight, so she
turned back to the bar to finish her drink.
 
     She was in the middle of another swallow, when she felt as if
someone was staring at her, she had a weird sensation at the base
of her neck.  She turned around on her stool.  She looked straight
into the most deeply intense brown eyes she had ever seen in her
life.  They radiated power, she could not break contact with them.
She took a deep breath and was finally able to move her eyes, from
his, to look at the rest of his body.  He was a large brown skinned
man, with a smooth face, a strong jaw, and long flowing hair.  He
was about 6 feet tall and very well muscled.  He had broad
shoulders, a huge chest, and powerful legs.  He was dressed in an
old 20th century tuxedo.  Lucy did not usually go in for body
builder types or people so dark, but he radiated power, and
attractiveness.  She was having some difficulty understanding it.
He seemed to be heading straight for her.  From the look in his
eyes she thought he was reading her very soul.  As he approached he
reached out his hand and held hers.  He bought her hand up and
slowly pressed his lips to them.  Then looked straight into her
eyes.
     "Lucy!" he stated.
     "Yes?".
     "I am Noire, I have come for you!"
     "What will you do with me?"
     "Anything I desire."
     "Who or what are you?".
     "I am who and what you always wanted to be.  I do not play
     games like you Lucy.  I am the embodiment of all that is dark
     in your hearts.  I am the side of each of you that you fear.
     I am the blackness of your soul.  And I have come for you this
     night.  Come with me Lucy."
     "What if I don't want to go with you?"
     "You have no choice in the matter Lucy, come with me"
With these words he turned and walked away, and for reasons Lucy
could not understand she followed him.  If another man had spoken
to her in the commanding and pompous way that Noire spoke to her,
she would have made that man sorry he ever met her.  But Noire was
different, she could not help but be attracted to him.  She could
not help but adore him.  Why?, she did not know.  He scared her,
but his eyes promised her things she had never seen before, power
undreamed of.  He lead her to the elevators, passed his hand over
the hand print identification plate on the last elevator in the row
of three elevators.  Noire worked for the group who owned the club,
and this was his private elevators.  The doors opened for him.  He
motioned for her to precede him into the elevators.
     "Roof please", he said aloud to the elevators inboard
     computer.
     "We will not be disturbed there" he said to Lucy.
He was silent on the ride up to the roof.  When they arrived, he
bowed slightly and motioned for Lucy to leave the elevator first.
 
     "Who're you really?".
     "I am all that I stated before, but I am also what you would
     call a vampire.  A real vampire, not one who play's at
     consuming blood, such as yourself."
For some reason she did not have much trouble believing him, she
could feel the raw power radiating from him, but he looked nothing
like what she thought a vampire would look like.  And he also
annoyed her by saying that she was not serious about being a
vampire.
     "I don't play at being a vampire, I need the blood".
     "Lucy you no more need the blood than any of your fellow men.
     You drink the blood for pleasure, for you are unable to find
     it anywhere else.  I drink blood out of a need for it, it is
     the only sustenance I may consume."
     "How do I know what you say is true, how can you prove it to
     me?".
     "Tell me you do not feel it in your heart.  Tell me you have
     meet another that feels to you as I.  But if you insist on
     proof will this do?".
He opened his mouth wide and bared long curved white fangs for her
to see.  Then he slowly withdrew them, back into his gums.
     "It is impossible for me to talk with them, are you
     satisfied?"
     "Do you know how easy it is to make false fangs?  besides what
     do you want from me?".
     "It is not what I want from you, but what I can give you.  I
     can give you what you have always wanted.  I can make you like
     me.  In return, I want to consume you, I want to ravish you,
     I want to own you!".
     "What if I want none of those things?"
     "But you have no choice Lucy.  Do you want to be like me Lucy?
     reach down into your soul and give me an answer".
Lucy was confused.  She knew she was strongly drawn to this very
unusual man.  She did not know if he was what he said,  but despite
her verbal statements to the contrary, she found it very easy to
believe what he said.  But even if he was what he said, what
difference did that make.  This man had blatantly said he wanted to
own her.  She did not think she wanted to be owned, but the idea of
being with him, of being like him excited her.  She had never been
with a man before.  But this man was different, this man had power,
this man represented force, this man drove her crazy.  God, she had
to have him, whether or not he was a vampire she had to have him.
     "Yes, I want to be yours!", Lucy finally replied.
     "So be it!".
Noire stepped a little away from her.  He raised his arms to the
heavens.
     "Lord take this body from me, cleanse me with your fire, so
     that I may show this maiden my true form'.
Noire's body burst into flames.  She stepped back and covered her
eyes.  She was afraid, but at the same time she knew Noire would be
alright.  The flames left as quickly as they had appeared.  Lucy
opened her eyes.  In place of the big brown skinned man, was a
perfectly shaped naked creature of the darkest black.  He absorbed
light, and there was a gray shadow around his outline.
     "This is my true form Lucy, now do you believe that I am who
     I say I am?".
     "yes, I do".
Noire's new form was even more attractive to Lucy.  She had never
seen anything like him before.
     "Come to me Lucy", Noire held out his arms to her.
Lucy stepped into his arms, his warmth flowed into her.  She had
expected his skin to be hard and rough.  But it felt like the
softest silk.  He gently lifted her chin with his hand, until she
was again looking into his eyes, which had changed color from a
deep brown, to bright silver.  He touched her lips with his.  His
lips were moist, and when he kissed her, he inhaled, drawing her
breath within him.  After a few minutes, their lips parted as he
drew his lips down her chin, and to her neck.  He gently licked the
vein on the side of her neck as she exposed her throat to him.
Noire's razor sharp canines extended, and plunged deep into her
throat.  They were so sharp that she barely felt them enter.  But
she felt the blood being withdrawn from her body.  It was pure
ecstasy to her.  She had never felt such pleasure before.  Noire
was carefully monitoring how much blood he withdrew from her.  He
did not want to take too much or too little.  He had to leave her
enough so she would not faint, but take enough to satisfy his
hunger.  When he judged that he had, had enough, he withdrew his
fangs.  He secreted a chemical in his saliva that would rapidly
heal her wound.  After licking up the excess blood from her throat,
his lips wondered lower.   His strong hands clasped her cape and
ripped it apart as he removed it from her body.  He then ripped her
white silk blouse and bra open, exposing her breasts.  At that
moment it started to rain.  But the two lovers were ignorant of the
drops that pelted their naked flesh.  He moved his mouth to her
left breast, and gently caressed her nipple with his tongue.  A
soft rumble radiated from deep within her throat as she moaned with
pleasure.  With his right hand her lifted her skirt, and shredded
her panties as he removed them.  Her arms reached down between
their bodies, and held his manhood within her hands.  It felt like
rock covered in silk, and she wanted it within her body more than
she has ever wanted anything before.  He lifted her in his arms and
braced her against the elevator doors, as the rain washed over
them.  He lifted her up slightly and bought her down, impaling her.
She cried out in ecstasy as he drove deep within her.  He lifted
her up and down, faster and faster, as their passion built to a
head.  She cried out in pleasure as her orgasm washed over her.  He
plunged his fangs deep within her throat.  She lost consciousness
with a dreamy smile on her face, from the pleasure she enjoyed as
he drained her life's blood.  A few moments later he exploded
within her core, as he withdrew his dripping fangs from her throat.
 
Noire - Chapter 11
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     Noire looked towards the horizon as the sun was rising.  It
was the time when it was most dangerous for him.  The time that
night turned to day.  It was the time of the games.  The time when
the Warlords and the Shamans fought.  Noire still held Lucy's body
in his arms.  He had not slain her.  He had only drank enough blood
to satisfy his hunger for a few days.  Lucy would be a little weak
when she woke up, but in time her body would replace the blood that
she had lost that night.
     Noire prepared to carry Lucy to the elevator to go back to the
safety of "The Cage", when out of no where he heard a booming
voice.
     "Prepare to meet your end, dark one.".
     A shape born on heavenly wings rose over the side of the
building, into the raising sun.  Noire could not see many details
of the shape while it was silhouetted against the sun.  Noire hated
the games.  To him they were a dangerous waste of time and
resources.  But to the Shamans and the Warlords, the games were a
way of life.  They had been playing their games for more than 4000
years.  He had to find a safe place to put Lucy, innocent
bystanders often died in the games.  Noire had become rather fond
of her.  Her blood tasted good, and he thought that he would rather
enjoy teaching her all the secrets of love.  Noire put her down by
the elevator, and started moving away from her.  The new player had
not said anything.  He knew that they were waiting for him to give
the ritual answer.  He may have hated the rituals, but he was of
the shamans and had to follow their teachings and rituals.
 
     He circled around the elevators, by so doing put them between
the site of the forth coming battle and Lucy, and his opponent no
longer had to follow him.  As the player moved out of the sun,
Noire was able to see them more clearly.  His opponent was female,
and her skin was as bare of clothing as his, and was as white as
milk.  About her head was a glorious mane of spun silver.  Her face
had an angelic beauty about it that mesmerized him.  She was rather
short and slender.  She had small breasts, and a very slender
waist.  She was the most perfect woman he had ever set eyes upon.
Out of her back grew two huge gossamer wings of a silverish silky
material.  He noticed that she carried some sort of backpack
between them.  Her body was encased in a halo of energy.  He had
never seen another creature like her, he hated the games more than
ever, for he knew that if he was to survive the next five minutes
he would have to destroy her.
 
     "I am Noire, the dark one, chosen of the Shamans, who dares
     challenge me?".
     "I am Blanc, angel of light, chosen of the Warlords, prepare
     to die evil one".
     The chosen were the enforcers of the will of the tribe.  The
chosen was usually someone from outside of the tribe, therefore
they did not have the many restrictions that trueborn members of a
tribe had to live their lives by.  The chosen were the greatest
warriors among the agents of a tribe.  Even though trueborns were
more powerful they very rarely risked their lives in these games.
So far Noire had fought many of the lesser agents of the tribe of
the Warlords, but their chosen had always remained a mystery until
now.  Physically Blanc did not look very powerful, but Noire was
aware of how deceptive physical appearances could be.  He could not
underestimate her, or let his attraction for her cloud his
judgement.  Otherwise he would end up very dead.
 
     Blanc had been observing him for several weeks.  She had been
an unseen watcher to the past games that he had participated in.
She knew that physically he was more powerful than her.  In hand to
hand combat he would cut her to ribbons.  She had patiently waited
for the right moment to make her challenge.  After having just made
love his mind would still be on sex, not on fighting.  Also she
knew that her nakedness would further distract him.  Her greatest
advantage over him was that she was in the air and he was on the
ground.  He could not fly, therefore he could not reach her.  Also
he was unarmed, therefore could not knock her from the sky.
 
     Noire looked around for something, anything that he could use
as a throwing weapon.  The roof was covered in cremetic armor
plating, that was securely fastened to the roof top.  It would take
too much time to rip them out and use them as weapons.  The Plates
were covered in gravel.  With only gravel as a possible weapon, he
realized he was in grave danger.
     "Come to your death Blanc, angel of light".
He finished the ritual, and the game began.  Noire had the ability
to slow down time.  He could still move at what was normal speed to
him, but to everyone else would be blazing speed, while everyone
around him would slow down.  He slowed time around him, But Blanc's
movements did not slow, which greatly surprised him.  It seemed
that she had the same ability that he did.  She spread her arms
wide, with her palms facing him.  Crackling beams of blue energy
whipped from her palms towards him so fast that he could not get
out of the way.  The beams of energy lashed his ebon body, but he
was able to absorb them.  He rolled out of the way, and picked up
a handful of gravel from the roof.  He charged the gravel with the
energy that he had just absorbed and as he completed his roll,
flung them at Blanc.  As the energy charged gravel traveled towards
her, she erected a wall of energy about herself.  The pieces of
gravel traveled through her wall of energy, and were robbed of
their charge, impacting with only a minor stings against her body.
After seeing that anything he charged would be robbed of its energy
by Blanc, Noire decided the only thing he could do was to some how
get closer to Her.  He was on his knees after coming out of his
roll, he picked himself up, and charged towards her.  She decided
to aim her beams of energy at the roof underneath his feet, hoping
that it might cave in and make him fall.  The special cremetic
plates that covered the roof could withstand the force of a
missile.  'The Cage' was a virtual fortress.  When Noire was a few
feet from her, he hurled himself into the air, and released his
forearm blade from their sheaths under his skin.  These blades
where sharp enough to cut through steel plates.  They could rip
Blanc to shreds.  The moment he was airborne, Blanc stopped
discharging her beams of energy, out of her backpack she pulled
what Noire recognized as, an XM 200 handheld rocket launcher.  The
XM 200 fired 50mm rockets, and usually came with a 12 round
magazine, this one was fitted with a more compact 6 round magazine.
The XM 200 Looked like a rifle with a very large diameter barrel,
it was very large and very heavy.  Blanc pulled the trigger and
fired a rocket at him, while he was only two feet away from her.
The first rocket had a high explosive shaped charge that exploded
as it slammed into Noire's chest.  The charge was shaped in such a
way that there was no backlash, so Blanc did not lose any
stability.  The force of the explosion ripped a hole in Noire's
chest, exposing his rib cage, and flinging him backwards straight
through the air.  Before he could slam into the ground she fired
the five remaining rockets in the XM 200's magazine.  These had
special exploding flechette war heads.  As soon as each rocket left
the XM 200, it's warhead separated into one hundred flechettes,
which spread out slightly, so that when they impacted they had the
effect of a much larger warhead.  These flechette rockets shredded
the flesh of Noires body and flung it clear of the roof.  After the
pain of the first impact and explosion, he had shut down all of the
major nerves centers in his body.  He felt the jolt of his impact
with the ground, but felt no pain.  His Body was a bloody mess.
Most of his skin and muscles were gone.  The only thing that
remained where a few of his internal organs and his brain, which
was located in a re-enforced chamber in his chest.  He could not
move, and he was totally at Blanc's mercy.
 
     Joey, Noire's chief bouncer, had been observing the fight
through the roofs closed circuit cameras.  Noire had come down near
the back entrance to 'The Cage'.  Joey had two of his bouncers
waiting, they opened the doors and rushed out, grabbed Noire by his
hands and feet, and rushed back into the club.
 
     Blanc dived towards where Noire had crashed, but she was not
in time to stop the two bouncers from recovering him.
     'Damn', she exclaimed.
Now he knew her, and she knew if he survived their encounter he
would be coming after her.  Next time their battle would be
somewhere closer to her own territory.  She decided to take Noire's
plaything, that was still lying unconscious on the roof.  She knew
he would not like to lose his toy.  But she hoped he did not
survive.  She knew he was tough, but what she had done to him would
have killed 20 normal men.  She flew back up to the roof.  Lucy was
still where Noire had left her, and still unconscious.  Blanc
picked her up and flew off into the raising sun, daylight had come
to the world, it was her time.