Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. It has no intentions of resembling any real persons dead or alive. This is entirely from my imagination, with a little help from already established sources. This story is based loosely on the comic book character "The Punisher" from Marvel Comics. Other characters may appear from Marvel comics as well as DC Comics.
Punisher and all related characters copyright Marvel Comics.
Blade and all related characters copyright Marvel Comics.
Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Angel copyright Joss Whedon, United Paramount Network and Warner Bros. Respectively.
The Vampire Chronicles and all related characters created by Anne Rice. Copyright Anne O'Brien Rice.
I have written another story on nifty entitled "Tales of a Real Dark Knight". It is in the Celebrity/Boy Bands section. Batman may appear in this story once or twice, as the Punisher may appear in "Tales of a Real Dark Knight". Any comments may be sent to authorjames2002@yahoo.com
Thank you and enjoy.
Chapter 11 Results
In Orlando, Davey and Harris's relationship became strained as they were focusing lots of energy into the competition and Davey's time spent with Ryan and Caleb. Harris wasn't sure what Davey was doing with the two, gorgeous young men though he was afraid that they might have been experimenting sexually. He wanted his first time to be with Davey, and he assumed Davey was a virgin. He didn't want his first time to be spoiled in that regard.
In Columbus, the gang was busy focusing on what was to happen next. Since the young man in the hospital explained that the youth they were chasing was a specific target, the Marvel Knights thought he might have important information they could glean. Much of their nightly patrols were to search for this young man. The hospitalized youth was discharged and released. Punisher would try to keep his eyes out for him, but he couldn't be everywhere.
Blade had helped Tia search for her brother, but each night they would come up with nothing. Her leads were fast drying up and she voiced her concern that something dreadful had happened to her brother. Blade reassured her that he would not stop until he found her brother.
Johnny's concern for Punisher increased as Punisher seemed more focused and more aggressive on his self-ordered mission. He didn't know how far Punisher would go to exact punishment on those who broke the law, although he knew killing was well within expectations for Punisher's actions.
One evening as the four men were out patrolling, they saw a very pale prostitute talking with a man in a car.
"Too bad Tandy isn't here to tell us it's a vampire," Blade said. "We don't want any goof-ups."
"Why not toss some holy water on her?" Johnny suggested.
"Good idea. If she smolders, we know she's a demon."
"If she doesn't, we have a wet prostitute," Whistler added. "Which wouldn't be any different than before we threw the water on her."
"Don't need to hear that," Punisher replied.
"Oh, don't be a baby," Johnny said. "I've been intimate with a woman. It feels a lot like..." Johnny stopped when he got a look from the Punisher.
"I'll go," Punisher replied. "You three stay here."
Punisher climbed out of the Suburban and walked across the street. The car that was in front of the prostitute pulled away, leaving the woman behind.
"Excuse me," Punisher said as he stepped up onto the curb.
The prostitute turned and smiled at him after giving him a once over. "What can I help you with?" she asked moving over toward him seductively.
"I was wondering..." Punisher noticed a tattoo on her shoulder that resembled the one the young Hispanic boy had on his. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the small vial of holy water.
"Yes?" she said moving closer.
He feinted like he tripped and spilled some of the water on her leg, which started to smoke.
"Sorry about that, I can be such a cluts sometimes."
The face of the prostitute contorted revealing her true visage. She swung her hand back and backhanded the Punisher knocking him several feet away.
"That's our cue," Blade said jumping out of the Suburban with stake in hand. Johnny jumped out behind him with the gas cap in hand, muttering the incantation.
Blade neared the vampire and grabbed her wrist. She looked at him and then over his shoulder at Johnny. Laughter poured from her mouth.
"What's so funny?" Blade asked.
"Leaving someone behind?"
"Whistler," Johnny said as he finished the incantation and ran in the direction of the Suburban. He grew in stature before their eyes, head changing to a flaming skull.
Blade staked the vampire and headed off across the street behind Ghost Rider. Punisher stood up and followed as well, stopping at his Suburban to grab some weapons. Then he followed down the alley. When he got to the other end, he found Blade and Ghost Rider looking around.
"They got away," Ghost Rider said.
"Where could they have gone?" Blade asked.
Suddenly fifteen vampires dropped down on the group kicking and punching. Punisher was knocked away from the others seemingly not a threat to the band of undead. Several vampires grabbed Ghost Rider and kicked him in the stomach. Then they lifted him up and threw him through a window. Blade pulled out his sword and started swinging, amputating arms, legs, and heads, causing some to turn to dust.
One vampire swung his leg up and kicked Blade's sword away. Then it grabbed him, spun him around and threw him into the wall face first. He slumped to the ground with blood trickling out of his nose.
Flames shot out of the window Ghost Rider was tossed into. He came to the window just as a dart was shot into him. He looked up and several more followed suit. He slumped out of the window and landed on the ground unconscious.
Punisher open fire on the standing vampires causing them to scream in pain. One moved swiftly and was able to disarm him, then hit him in the face with the gun. He and Blade sat there breathing hard after the onslaught.
"You pathetic mortals," a sinister voice said from the end of the alley. "You've searched for me for so long and have still come up with nothing. How pathetic."
"You're lucky," Blade said as he started to get up.
A dart shot out and hit him in the arm. He slumped back to the ground weakened by the sedative that already claimed Ghost Rider.
"Need some help, boys?" came a Russian female accent.
Blade looked up to see a red-headed woman in a tight black leather suit standing on the edge of the roof. He heard feet shuffling and knew that some were running from the alley.
The woman dropped from the roof with grace and ease. A vampire tried to punch her, but she blocked and kicked it in the stomach. It flew backwards into the wall. Two vampires came and grabbed her wrists and neck. A quick jolt caused them to stiffen up and she was able to escape their grasp. She pulled out two stakes and staked the creatures. Turning to the alley, she saw several more vampires rushing her. She crouched and leapt into the air and, to Blade's surprise, stuck the side of the building. She aimed her fist at them and little compartments on her yellow bracelet opened. Tiny wooden stakes shot out in succession at the crowd of vampires, staking several of the fiends. The remaining turned and fled as she jumped back down to street level. She picked up a stake and hurled it down the alley. It struck a vampire and then fell to the ground in a pile of dust.
"Well," she said in a Russian accent as she dusted her hands off, "that was fun. You must be Blade."
"Who the hell are you?" he asked.
"I'm your replacement Slayer. The name is Natalia Romanova, although my friends call me Natasha. You can call me Black Widow."
"Nice to meet you," he muttered before blacking out.
The sun rose and the alarm went off waking Davey and Harris from their restful slumber. Harris jumped up and showered as Davey took the last little bit of sleep he could steal. Harris came out and picked up a pillow, throwing it at Davey.
"Get up! Today is the day the celebrities come in!"
"What?" Davey said as his eyes opened. "Yeah, Lance from NSYNC is going to be here. I also overheard someone say that Ben Adams from A1 was going to be here."
"A1?" Davey muttered wiping the sleep from his eyes and sitting on the edge of the bed. "The steak sauce?"
"No, goof! The British boy band! I can't believe they are having both of those guys judge! They are going to decide who becomes the first all-gay boy band!"
"Great," Davey said as he stood.
Harris looked over and for the first time in his life, saw Davey with a hard-on. He couldn't believe how large the bulge was that came from the tiny guy. Davey paid no attention and went into the bathroom.
Harris pulled off his robe and looked into the mirror at his own growing genitals. But shortly it went down. He looked at his body, at the smallness of his cock, and his heart sank. He looked over toward the bathroom as the water turned on. He reached up and wiped a tear from his eye.
"Don't do this to yourself, Harris," he said to himself. "Davey loves you. He wouldn't cheat on you or reject you because you don't look like him. He wouldn't dump you because you have a smaller dick. He isn't like that.
"But he was like that at one time. Before he met me, he was shallow and superficial and only after a good time. Why would he want to be with me if he could have someone cuter, with a better body and bigger cock? Anyone would jump at that opportunity."
And then Harris's mind went to what Ryan had said the day before, about having three-ways and it being okay with them. He and Davey talked about it last night and both had stated that it would be erotic to do. But would Davey do that?
The rest of the day was grueling as the singers performed songs picked by the judges. Slowly the numbers dwindled until there were fifteen singers left. Harris was included in that fifteen and he was excited to be that far. Davey made it as well, along with Ryan, Caleb and eleven others. They took a break for lunch, which was to be had with the celebrities, and then gathered into the Expo center to perform solos. However, the songs would all be the same and it turned out to be "One Day I'll Fly Away" from Moulin Rouge. They would be recorded and then mixed in a studio. Tonight was to be the dinner where the final five would be announced. Everyone worked hard and sang with all their might.
Once the songs were finished, the young men were allowed to enjoy the remaining hours before the dinner. Ryan and Caleb had the idea of Davey and Harris going shopping with them. In a short amount of time, they were out having a great time.
"Let's split up," Caleb suggested and he took Harris and led him off.
"Why did you want to go with me?" Harris asked.
"Because I had an idea and wanted to run it by you."
"What's that?" Harris asked.
"I was thinking of getting something for Ryan, like a congratulations gift. What do you think?"
"That sounds kind of cool, I guess." Harris was thinking that Caleb was developing feelings for Ryan. 'Maybe he wants to make their relationship more committed.'
"What did you have in mind?" Harris asked him.
"I wasn't sure what to give him. I was thinking you could help me come up with some ideas."
"Um, does he like stuffed animals?"
"Not really."
"What is he into?"
"Sex, dancing, and music."
"You could always get him a gift certificate to a sex store."
"That's not a bad idea. There's one not far from here. Want to go?"
"Um, sure," Harris said reluctantly.
"Great. Wait here. I'll go tell the others."
Caleb darted off toward Ryan and Davey.
Meanwhile, Ryan was talking with Davey about the conversation they had a few days ago, the conversation about having sex just for the sake of sex.
"I'm not sure," Davey replied.
"Have you thought about it at all?"
"Honestly, it's crossed my mind a lot."
"And?"
"And, I don't know. I'm nervous about the whole thing. But part of me really wants to try it."
"Would you like to tonight?"
"What?" Davey asked.
"Yeah, there is going to be plenty of time before they announce the winners. We could eat, mingle for a while and then slip up to my room for some fucking and sucking."
"I don't know what Harris would say."
"Who cares what Harris would say? He's just your boyfriend, one you've had for only a few months. You're not married to him. It should be fine."
"Um..."
"We're leaving," Caleb said to Ryan.
"What?" Davey asked turning around. "Who's leaving?"
"Harris and I. He is going to help me with something."
Before Davey could inquire further, Caleb was off.
"He's already willing," Ryan said. "Caleb, I mean. He and I talked about it after you and Harris left the room. And he's willing to do it. He thinks you are hot. I think you are hot. We could have an awesome fuck fest! Just think about it. No one will get hurt over it. And Harris doesn't have to know."
Ryan reached down and cupped Davey's soft cock. For the first time, Davey did not back away from it. Ryan smiled at him and walked away continuing his shopping.
Caleb and Harris entered the adult shop a few blocks away. The guy at the register smiled and said 'hi.'
"You would think they wouldn't let people our age in here," Harris whispered to Caleb.
"Nah, not really. They know all of us want to have sex and experiment. That's what we do at our age."
"Yeah, but can't they get in trouble for selling us pornographic stuff?"
"Beats me," Caleb said as he walked down a flight of stairs.
Harris followed and was shocked at what was on the lower level. One wall was covered in porno tapes and DVDs. The subject matter ranged from gay, bisexual to straight, and from a couple, to three people to all-out orgies. There were shelves of all kinds of sex toys, such as pumps, dildos and vibrators. Harris could not believe the amount of sex toys available.
"This has to be illegal somewhere," he said.
"Probably," Caleb answered and looked around some more. "I don't see anything here. Let's go."
After another hour of looking around, Caleb and Harris returned to the mall but couldn't find Ryan or Davey anywhere. "They might have gone back to the hotel," Caleb answered. "I can't believe I couldn't find anything for Ry."
"I was thinking of getting something for Davey."
"Did you see something you liked?"
"No."
"There might be something at the toy store. I think they have this cute stuffed animal monster. Does Davey like monsters?"
Harris couldn't help by smile at that suggestion. "That would be perfect."
"I think the toy store had one."
"I'll go pick it up."
"Great," Caleb replied. "I'll meet you at the front and I'll have a taxi waiting."
Harris nodded and rushed off to the toy store.
Caleb smiled and walked out of the store not picking up anything for Ryan.
To Be Continued...