A Rewrite In Progress!

Due to feeling somewhat bad for venting about my problem last night, thought I’d show this as a way to make it up to you all. The drive to rewrite Deadra’s first story, (the one I left) hit Wednesday, having me start asap. Below is just about a page in and this time out, feline traits were added. After reading, please leave your thoughts. 🙂


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Darkest Pleasures: Her Demon Lovers

Deadra and the characters herein aren’t based on anyone living or dead, (or undead). Furthermore, this fiction is not based on actual events, if they are, it is purely accidental. I retain all rights to the characters and work. Any recreation without consent is PROHIBITED!



Though one of the top slayers of her clan, not to mention the youngest, a position the eighteen year old blue haired pig tailed cat girl took seriously, something preyed on her mind, making her dread the last two years. Sure, Deadra hid the stalker well, going on missions the headmaster of the clan handed her way, but at night, when looking at the shadows playing on the walls of her hut, the slayer could barely keep a feeling of what could be fear from leaking into her, choking the young cat, making Deadra want to scream. She knew what had her in its sight, stalking the young cat woman, after all, it grew in strength with every demon who felt her blade, and yet, some part of her hoped it would never come true.

As the dark brown cat woman got up, she got on all fours, stretching and used a foot to scratch herself before putting on her white and pink revealing kimono. After preening her fur on her arm, trying to wake up, Deadra started putting her blue hair into the red ties, but while doing so, images from the dream she had the prior night began flashing before her, before becoming a moving picture. Watching it, she didn’t want to say what the devils and their kin were doing to her, things making her fur stand up, her reaction was enough. Running to morning practice on all fours, trying not to be tardy to morning training, some part of the dream still ran in front of her, drawing the cat’s attention and getting her to watch.

On her way, it still played out, keeping her attention, but for the life of her, she didn’t know why. True, Deadra sensed it was foreshadowing her fate, a fate that would land her in the beds of demons she killed, places shivering the cat lady to her bones, having the young cat try to think of ways to ensure that fate won’t come to pass. Yet, out of nowhere, feeling like she may not escape what’s coming came over the dark brown furred feline, letting a cloud that could be despair come over Deadra and rain on her.

She hoped that the daily practice session would refocus her mind, getting it off the issue, at least for a time, an omission leading the pig tailed young lady to pickup a set of short training swords, pair with a partner and begin. Taking her stance, hoping that her face didn’t reflect her thoughts Deadra took off, giving and taking blows, blocking when needed, but some images started bleeding in, distracting her and getting her knocked off her feet. While on the ground, she felt the eyes of her fellow clansman upon her, judging her, a judgment Deadra felt ill over, making the cat woman quickly get up. “If the headmaster saw…” went through the feline’s mind as she took her stance, readying for the next wave. Though he adopted her after her parents fell in battle and trained her, Deadra felt as if the headmaster was her father, having the blue haired pig tailed feline lookup to him, and if he saw the things distracting her, it’d cut her.

While watching her training partners eyes, attempting to guess her moves, it wasn’t lost on the dark brown cat woman that she needed to empty her mind, something Deadra knew and tried doing.


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