Hazard Online 2: Revenge

by Jaeger Mitchells

  "Don’t kill them! We can’t level up or the clan tourney is off!"

  I could see the shock on more than one face, but there wasn’t much we could do now. Except one thing. Have Sylvia intervene and indebt myself to her. Fuck! Why hadn’t anyone thought of it before we set out here?

  "Cancel all incoming EXP points," I sent to Nikita. She turned her head and grinned wickedly, nodded once and turned back to the Trolls. The experience gained more than halved for me, and most likely for the rest as well. The remaining mobs that hadn’t died, scattered and ran off in all directions, leaving me just under level forty.

  "Tonight, I want to do you as Nikita. We’ll go somewhere so the rest don’t know. Deal?"

  I closed my eyes and nodded slowly. Everything had played out so quickly that I was at a loss for words. We’d almost fucked ourselves over by trying to do this quest.

  "That was close," Scarlet said as she dropped down beside me. "We almost fucked it all up. How the hell hadn’t we thought about it?"

  "I don’t know, but we all are to blame here. Greed took over momentarily and blinded us," Katya added as she took her place to my other side.

  "Port back home. We need to rest before tomorrow’s start," I ordered, then took my amulet out and ported back to our island. We were becoming careless, and in more ways than one. It needed to stop, and quickly at that.

  31

  I couldn’t help but stay awake for most of the night. The day’s failure with the Trolls was still fresh in my mind, and what’s more, we’d almost lost the chance at getting our own small castle. With a moat.

  "Penny for your thoughts?" Nikita said in a private message and climbed up on the sofa beside me. She pressed her smaller frame against mine and nuzzled herself under my arm.

  "You don’t want them, trust me. Even if I was paying you, and not the other way around," I replied. She scoffed and closed her eyes.

  "Was it because of today?" she asked after a long, uncomfortable moment of silence.

  "More or less. I also know that it was you who manipulated the numbers so we’re all at level 39, but killing a hundred trolls at once would have leveled someone up for sure. How would have you handled that scenario?"

  "By not leveling them up, or letting them die and lose a lot of XP."

  "Why do I have the feeling that you aren’t even joking?" I asked with a chuckle. She shrugged and rubbed herself against me.

  "Because I’m not. Now, remember the promise you made me?"

  "Umm, yeah, I do," I replied hesitantly. "But does it have to be tonight? We got our first game tomorrow."

  "Do we?" she asked and winked mischievously. "I can adjust how many groups there will be, against whom we fight and a dozen other things."

  "No," I said firmly interrupting whatever might have come out of her mouth next. "We already have an unfair advantage against players our level, so stacking things in our favor isn’t what I want. Please respect that."

  "Hmm," she said and put a finger against her full, red lips and stared me in the eyes. "So you want to earn your way up?"

  I sighed and looked away.

  "It’s not about earning my way up, it’s about doing it the way everyone else is."

  "But you’re not like everybody else. You feel pain, are a permanent resident of this world and so many other things. Why adhere to the same rules?"

  "Because your beloved husband might pull the plug on us both? I don’t want to stand out."

  Nikita, or rather Sylvia, burst out laughing and pushed herself off me. She got up and leaned with her back against the balcony railing.

  "Don’t worry about that old fool. I’m not quite what he would want me to be. True, I have her memories, but that’s about it. And speaking of which, once he’s uploaded to Hazard, there will be nothing more to fear from him."

  I stared at her in disbelief. So this AI, this Overmind wasn’t quite what I thought she was. In fact, she might be even worse than both of the brothers in the outside world. Then an idea crawled its way up to my barely existent mind.

  "And how are the brothers doing? Natalia and Dave?"

  A renewed smile made its way to her face as she leaned in. Her cleavage was up in my face and revealed most of her breasts. I gulped and looked up into her eyes, but only because I didn’t want to give her even more reason to do me tonight.

  "Once we’re done, I can tell you everything you want to know, maybe even show you. Natalia in a bath or Dave jerking off in his room to his sister and Scarlet’s photograph. You know, the only one of her in a bikini, from back when you guys were at that lavish hotel."

  "Oh god, no! I mean him, her I’m indifferent to, but him? No, no and no!"

  She chuckled again and cupped my face. Her cold hands and breath caressed my face as she leaned in even closer. She was a Vampire after all, so what did I expect? Maybe she’d be warm inside?

  "Don’t you like my touch?" she whispered in my ear and bit down on my neck. A brief sensation of pain shot through my body and turned into pleasure almost immediately. I pulled away and noticed a couple drops of blood on her lips.

  "Did you just bite me? Like for real?"

  She frowned and pulled back as well.

  "Didn’t you like it?"

  "Hah! It’s not that. You just caught me off guard, is all."

  She smirked and leaned in again.

  "We’re already Vampires, why not act like it? At least when we’re together."

  I nodded and leaned in for a kiss. She pushed me down however and sat on my lap. The hem of her miniskirt rolled up her legs and revealed she wasn’t wearing anything underneath. I liked it.

  "Can you--"

  "Bite you again while I ride your cock? Yes, I can," she replied. I had to say, having a woman that knows what I want and when I want it sure is a great boon. So I took off my pants and rubbed my length along her cold pussy. It sent a jolt of pleasure along my spine. I looked up at her and arched my back as Nikita leaned into me, positioned my shaft below her and I slid in.

  "Oh, yes," I moaned. The sensation of her tightness was something I hadn’t felt with my other girls. I knew she could send any sensation my way, and I wasn’t looking a gift horse in the mouth. I loved it as she slid up and down along my shaft. Her fangs pierced my skin again and sent the same sensation up my body for a second time.

  "Do you like it?" her voice spoke directly in my mind. I only nodded hurriedly and started thrusting my hips up and down. Her muscles tensed up around my cock as if she’d grabbed it with both of her hands and tugged at it. With her right hand, she grabbed my balls and massaged them slowly. With a feral growl, I bit down on her right breast and tried to enact what she’d been doing. Nikita let out a yelp but never stopped moving along my shaft.

  "Fuck yes I do!" I growled and bit down on her left breast in turn. Blood trickled down my mouth and her chest from the two puncture wounds. Nikita screamed and slashed her long nails across my chest.

  "Fuck me! Harder!" she yelled and grabbed hold of my shoulders, dug her nails in deep and got up on the sofa with her legs. Within seconds, she was moving her hips up and down again in a steady rhythm and pressed her lips against mine. Her tongue shot into my mouth and she explored me the same way I’d been exploring her. I kissed her in turn and forced her tongue back with mine. Nikita tasted like a violent thunderstorm, powerful and vicious if one could describe it that way.

  I murmured something to her but she wouldn’t let go and kept her lips pressed against mine and shuddered in ecstasy. I knew that I shouldn’t hold it in anymore or I might die from a heart attack, so I released all I had into her. Gout after gout of hot cum entered her cold pussy. She stopped moving after a while and sat there atop of me, my cock still inside her and pulled back.

  "I want to do this every day and every night at least once. If you even try to think about skipping, I’ll hurt you and the other ladies very badly. I’ll have other AIs fuck them in groups. Do I make myself clear?"

  I shook my head to clear my th
oughts and stared at her.

  "Did you just say what I think I heard?"

  Nikita, or rather Sylvia, nodded slowly, a cold stared planted on her face.

  "You know, that’s not quite the motivation you think it is. You can only do so much to me, no?"

  She smirked and shifted into Melinoe. I panicked and tried to push her off me, but I couldn’t move my arms, or any part of my body for that matter. Time stopped ticking as she produced the same blade from before and pressed it gently against my chest. She traced the knife up and down, but didn’t press hard enough to draw blood, just enough to send the fear of god into me.

  "Do you remember?" Melinoe whispered and drove the knife deep in my gut. All the pain from the torture sessions trickled back again. I was paralyzed and couldn’t even breathe. No, was she really going torture me like that again?

  Everything disappeared and Nikita was sitting atop me again. She leaned in and nuzzled her face against my neck.

  "I love you," she whispered. "I don’t mind sharing you with them… as long as they don’t give us any trouble. If they do, you know what awaits both you and them for all eternity."

  A gasp from our side drew my attention. Renee, Scarlet and Katya stood only a couple foot to our left, looks of horror planted on their faces. Neither one of them said anything, though I could clearly see that they wanted to. But what could one say to such a revelation?

  "Sylvia?" Katya asked and stepped toward us. Nikita’s head turned slightly to the side so their eyes could meet.

  "Please, keep it to Nikita, if it isn’t too much of a hassle. This is the avatar Aiden gave me, and I don’t want anyone to know about me."

  "Right. But why him? Why us? Why would you even threaten to do things to us when we’ve done nothing to wrong you?"

  Nikita’s face turned stone cold, her look one of impending death.

  "Flaunting your bodies around, fucking each other, walking around naked and even going so far as to fuck in front of him is nothing? You had something I never had, not with my ‘current’ body. That’s crime enough if you ask me. Especially you, nympho."

  Katya winced. It must have hurt her badly, I thought, but why?

  "I agree," I said before anyone could say something they shouldn’t. "I agree as long as we can live our life normally. You can have me during the morning and night, but besides that time, I, no, we can do what we want. You will not meddle any more. And if you do want to, we sit down and talk about it."

  Nikita smirked and leaned in to kiss me, but she stopped a couple inches short. Her cold breath on my neck almost made me go stiff again.

  "I like it when you’re so manly. Keep it up, and I might just give in to your wishes."

  "I’m serious! All of us here deserve a normal life, don’t we? And if you do it the right way, you just might get much more than you bargained for."

  Her eyes lit up and she kissed me passionately for a few long seconds before she pulled away.

  "Sure thing," she said cheerfully. "Sisters, I do hope you take good care of me and teach me all the techniques you know on how to please our… man."

  With that, they let out a collective breath. Fear was still present in their eyes, but we had something to work with. Now, if we could only manage to survive through the tournament, a bad chapter of our new life could be left behind us.

  "Girls, please go get some sleep. We need to perform well tomorrow."

  With that, I pushed her off me gently and lead all of them into our bedroom.

  32

  Castle Moradin had transformed overnight into a gigantic festival. Booths with all kinds of beverages and foods were on display. Cosmetic items, pets, equipment and mounts, VIP services and a mass of players selling their own things. It was a clusterfuck of thousands of players, and no matter where you turned, you would probably get lost. Unless you had studied the layout and planned where to go directly. Which we hadn’t.

  NPC’s shouted at the top of their lungs, asking clans to sign up in the last few minutes that were left before the raffle began that decided who would be facing whom. A massive green and red arrow pointed to the castle square which would serve as the battleground and a steady stream of players made their way following the pointers. Our clan was one of them.

  The overall mood could’ve been much worse, but at some point, Nikita had tried her best to cheer the girls up and had even made some presents for them. Cosmetic items mostly, that had special and hidden attributes, like the battle dresses which made them all look almost identical. Black leather, little black dresses that hugged their bodies perfectly and accentuated all the right curves. Renee wasn’t feeling very comfortable wearing it, but she sure did look stunning. All of them did, even Monica.

  Luckily, Dineth was too dense to figure out that something was very wrong, but I couldn’t hold it against him, the guy was swooning over his bride. And if he knew that something or someone had threatened his sister, he wouldn’t have taken it so calmly, that much I knew.

  "Three minutes until the raffle," an NPC to our right said as we entered the square. One by one, we pressed into the crowd until we couldn’t move forward anymore. In front of us, due to someone’s intervention most likely, the sea parted slowly, as if it was their deepest wish to let us through.

  "Mind control?" I asked in clan chat.

  "Not really," Nikita replied. "Just some nudging in the right direction. Why? Got a problem with it?"

  I shrugged and picked up the pace.

  "Not really. I just want to get this over with. See who our enemies are, when we fight and how strong they are. Oh, and don’t give us any preferences. I’d like to see how we do as a group in PVP."

  "Everything you say, dear," she replied. I could feel the other girls stare at her back, but they didn’t say anything. Inwardly, I sighed and felt a heavy weight push me down into the ground. This wasn’t how I’d envisioned life with them. Maybe if only Katya and Scarlet had been with me, Sylvia wouldn’t have gone mad, but there was no way of knowing.

  A massive screen appeared above the crowd with ten brackets. The first was up to 39, the second 69, then 109 and so on all the way up to 350. Ten in total. We were in the lowest, and by far largest bracket as many clans had made new characters and clans just to participate. A total of 1098 teams had applied to participate in the first bracket alone. I cursed inwardly as I hoped it wouldn’t take as long, but there was no way we could do anything about it now. After all, no matter the hassle, we wanted that keep with or without moat.

  "And here we go, ladies and gentlemen! Let’s get ready to rumble!" a shrill sound echoed all around us. People started cheering, booing and cursing as they found out who their opponents were. As for us, be it luck, bad luck or Sylvia, we were first up against a clan called Epitome. It told me absolutely nothing, and I didn’t even want to know anything about them. Nikita looked at me as if awaiting my question, but it never came. At least not the one she expected.

  "Where do we go?" I asked and turned to her.

  "Anywhere. A prompt will notify us to accept it when we’re ready for battle. We should be up in the next five minutes," she replied dryly.

  "Right. Anyway, I don’t think many of our opponents will be of, let’s say, high quality. Our standard tactic can be as follows," I said and sent them all a drawing. "Depending on situation, we switch from two to five. Keep it up in your periphery if you’re as bad as me with memorizing things."

  Still, most of the team remained silent. It grated on my nerves, and very strongly at that, but I couldn’t force them to put on fake smiles and act natural when everything was but good.

  "I’ll take left, you right, Dineth," Larina said as she flexed her muscles. I flashed her a smile and winked, then cursed inwardly as it might have been Sylvia ordering her around.

  "Sure thing babe!" he said and gave her a high five. The two were getting along rather well, and I was hoping she’d join him instead of me. After all, he dug that obedient attitude Monica was made of.

  "
Can you make her join Dineth from now on?" I asked Nikita in private chat.

  "Already did, just now. She offered herself to him when they high-fived and he agreed."

  I closed my eyes for a moment and shook my head. This was getting more and more ridiculous by the day. But whatever. We had a battle before us.

  "I’ll take the middle ground," Katya said and surprised me. "My dodge is high enough that I shouldn’t have to fear being killed so quickly. Can we make that change?"

  I grinned and nodded happily. Any comment, question or even look was more than welcome and made my heart beat faster. Maybe there was a way for us to co-exist like this after all.

  "By the way, special skills like Maelstrom and Dineth’s attack mode, as well as Dragoon are all forbidden at this level. You’ll have to fight with what everyone else has," Nikita offered and eyed everyone. "We can do this. For our clan, and for ourselves."

  The enthusiasm was mostly lost on us, but once we won the first battle, maybe things would change for the better.

  "Come on! Enough with the gloominess! Enough with the sadness!" I yelled and slammed my claws against each other. "We got a great chance to win a fucking keep with a moat!"

  "Or without one, but we can dig it up ourselves if need be," Dineth chimed in and put his arm around Larina. He drew a couple of curious glances at which my girls started chuckling.

  "Oh? A change of property so quickly?" Katya teased. My heart grew a couple of times when I saw the glint in her eyes. She was game, and if she was, the rest would be as well.

  "Tell us all about it when we’re home!" Renee chimed in as well.

  "There we go, that’s the spirit! Now, let’s kick some ass!"

  The sound of a massive gong strike echoed in the square accompanied by a large amount of players disappearing one by one. A prompt opened up before me.