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
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Chapter 14 Crossed Lines and Dotty Tees
"I'll show you what faggots do," Punisher said as his hand reached for his pants. "You think you are so high and mighty. You think that you can push gay people around and get what you want. You can't play both sides. You do nothing but humiliate gay people. I'm going to show you humiliation."
"Please don't," the boy muttered as tears come to his eyes.
"Sorry, but you brought this on your own head."
Punisher grabbed the boy and jerked him to the end of the bed, turning him so the youth is laying on his stomach with his legs hanging over the edge. Punisher grabbed the hospital gown and jerked it up exposing the young boy's briefs. Punisher angrily pulled them down exposing the boy's bottom. Then, Punisher knelt and ran his tongue over the boy's hole moistening it.
The boy stopped squirming in an attempt to get away. He even stopped crying as an erogenous zone is being teased. He doesn't want to have sex like this, but what he is feeling is something he never experienced before.
Punisher stood, pulled his cock out and spat in his hand, rubbing his saliva over his long shaft. Then he placed the head at the boy's hole and pushed in as hard as he can. The boy screamed out in pain, to which the Punisher responded by placing a pillow in the boy's face. Punisher then pounded the boy, raping him, in his eyes making the youth pay for his crimes.
Blade went up to the door and rang Tia's apartment.
"I'll be right down," she replied.
"It's the Daywalker," someone said behind Blade.
He turned to see several vampires spread out on the sidewalk.
"Hello, boys," he replied. "What are you doing here?"
"We came to get you," the same vampire replied. He was a talk, large, dark-skinned man. "The master has ordered us here to collect you."
"Master?" he said. "Sounds like another evil bastard for me to kill. Too bad none of you will be able to give him that message."
Blade drew his sword and jumped down to the sidewalk. He had to make this quick so Tia would not see what he was dealing with. His blade moved swiftly slicing off heads turning the creatures to dust. As he sheathed his sword, he turned and found Tia standing in the doorway.
"That always unnerves me," she replied.
"I'm sorry."
"It's okay. Shall we go?"
"Of course," he replied, and the two got on the motorcycle and sped off.
Black Widow pulled up with her utility launcher in hand. She then pulled out a small device that monitored the tracking devices she carried and watched as the blip representing Blade's motorcycle sped off.
"I was just in time," she muttered to no one in particular. Then she sped off after him.
Johnny arrived at the hospital and headed up to the young Hispanic boy's room. The door was closed. Seeing as it was late, he didn't want to wake the boy by knocking. Instead he slowly turned the handle and entered where he found Punisher standing over the boy gazing off into space.
"Michael?" Johnny said as he stepped in. He moved closer and saw the boy was crying. "Michael, what happened?" Punisher did not answer, though. "What happened?" he asked the boy.
"He...he...." and the boy started to cry.
"He what?"
The boy reached down and pulled his gown up. He rolled over to his side to reveal a gaping sphincter with cum dripping out of it.
Johnny's eyes widened in horror and he grabbed Michael. "What the fuck did you do?" he screamed.
"He was guilty," Punisher replied in a cold voice. "He was guilty."
"So you raped him? You think it is okay to rape someone? Rape is never a punishment for a crime! Oh my God!"
Johnny released him and went over to the window. Tears fell from his eyes as he realized the extent to which the Punisher was willing to go to mete out his brand of vengeance.
"You realize you've gone too far," Johnny began. "I don't know if I can live with what you've done. You've crossed a line, Michael, more lines than one. Not only have you committed a crime to exact punishment, you've done it to a minor. And the trust that I thought we had is no longer firmly in place. You've ruined our relationship by what you've done. I never thought it would happen to me. I never thought you would do this to me. You seemed so caring in some sense. But now..."
Johnny turned to see an empty space where Punisher was standing.
"Michael? Michael?" Johnny rushed out into the hallway and found the Punisher gone. "Damn." He turned back to the boy. "Why did he feel he had to punish you?"
"I was talking with the master. She threatened to...kill me for talking. I told her what I knew so she...wouldn't..."
"And he saw you."
"Yes."
"Did you explain to him what happened?" Johnny was grasping at something to make what he just discovered be all right. But nothing anyone could ever say would make rape okay. Johnny knew that deep down. He just didn't want to believe his lover of only a few months had raped a young man.
"Yeah...I told him what...what happened. But he didn't...he didn't want to hear it. He became so angry....so rough."
"I'm so sorry he did this," Johnny said stepping up to the boy. "I never meant for this to happen. Had I known he was capable of this, I would have stopped him a long time ago. I'll get a nurse."
The young man nodded and Johnny went out to the nurses' station. After getting a nurse to go in and check on the boy, he left. He pulled out the gas cap, muttered the incantation, and headed back to Whistler where he had to dispense with the bad news.
"HE did WHAT?" Whistler said in an unbelieving rage. "Of all the damned irresponsible things...What in the fuck was he thinking?"
"I don't know. He left when I wasn't looking. In his mind, he thought the boy was guilty. He felt that was the only way to exact punishment."
"OH my God!" Whistler said. "Not only do we have some evil god to hunt down, Blade is missing and Black Widow is looking for him, and our resident weapons expert has raped a boy and is now a fugitive. What could possibly go wrong now?"
Blade pulled into the parking area of an old, abandoned hotel. He and Tia dismounted and headed inside.
"Doesn't look like anyone lives here?"
"Still," Tia said, "if there is any hope of getting my brother back..."
Blade nodded and the two entered.
The lobby was bare with only two loungers sitting against a nearby wall. There were several planters all empty.
"Where do we start looking?" Blade asked.
"How about with you dying, Daywalker?" a voice rang out from a balcony.
Blade and Tia looked up as two vampires jumped down.
"Stay behind me, Tia," Blade said.
"No, thanks," Tia said stepping away from him.
"What?" Blade turned to see Tia smiling. "What's so amusing?"
"The fact that you were stupid enough to confide in me, to trust me."
"What the hell is going on?" Blade said drawing his sword and turning to Tia.
"Simple," Tia said. "I already know where my brother is. His soul has departed this earth."
"Then why..."
"Because, Blade, it was you and your teammates that destroyed him. His name is Ahriman. And mine is..."
"Tiamat," Blade completed. "How could I have been so stupid?"
"Simple. You've known pain and loss and rejection. You wanted beyond all hope to believe that there was someone out there who genuinely cared about you, who wanted to be with you."
"Why all the charades? Why not just attack me?"
"Life is so much more complex than attacking, half-breed. I used the magicks to contact Ahriman, to see through his eyes. And I saw everything. I saw his conversation with the blonde Vampire Slayer. I saw his interaction with the young man known as Harris. And I saw the young boy who killed him."
"What are you going to do now that you can't have your brother?"
"You're wrong about that, Blade. I can have my brother back. All I need is a vessel for him to inhabit, a strong vessel. You will be that vessel, Blade. I will call forth Ahriman's soul and place it in you."
"What happens to my soul?" Blade asked.
"I will put it in an orb of Thesola and keep it safe from anyone who would wish to free it."
Tiamat waved her hand and vampires flooded the hotel lobby. Blade swung his sword decapitating heads and slicing off limbs, attempting to keep them at bay. He was able to slay around twenty before they overcame and disarmed him.
"Excellent," Tiamat said as she came out from behind the counter carrying several large chains. "Chain him to the center." She handed the chains to several vampires who took Blade and chained him in the middle of an ancient magic symbol. "Pray to whatever gods you believe in, Blade, so they will take your soul into eternity. It will do you no more good in this world."
Tiamat dropped to her knees and a screeching sound came out of her mouth. Then she stood up. "I am told you have a love. I thought I was your only love. He will not come for you. He is gone. A crime he has committed and his life is now ruined because of it."
Blade shook his head in confusion. "What the hell are you talking about, lady?"
"I can see things, hear things. I know what the future holds. I know what goes on. I am in constant contact with the knowing ones."
"Hear things? See things?" Then Blade recalled information he heard when the team battled Ahriman. Tiamat, his sister, was considered schizophrenic, at least in today's culture. In the past she may have been called a seer. How accurate her visions were had not yet been proven. "You're nuts, lady."
"Silence!" Tiamat screamed as she slapped Blade across the face. "You will know suffering and pain after what you did to me and my brother. Once Ahriman possesses your body, your friends will be our next victims, including the effeminate one. You will all know pain and suffering and torment and..."
"All right, I get it. You're going to make us pay. Could you please get on with it? These chains are getting heavy."
Tiamat glared at Blade. She stepped over to the counter and picked up a book that was already opened. She smiled down at the words. "The key to the future," she smiled as she pet the book. "My key. My brother."
"Are you going to fuck it or start casting?"
Tiamat pulled a dagger and hurled it at Blade's chest. The knife went deep and he fell forward in pain. The vampire went up to him, jerked the dagger out and headed back to the edge of the symbol. She smiled and began to cast her spell.
"I want out," Johnny declared.
"You what?"
"I don't want to be part of this group any more. Ever since I met Michael, my life has been turned upside down and backwards. I don't know if I'm on the good side or the bad side. Michael, the first man I've ever loved, raped a teenager in the name of his mission. I've been possessed by a spirit that seeks vengeance. And I don't know if I'm going to die the next time I go out to fight. I don't want this responsibility any more.
"If you see Michael, tell him to go fuck himself. I don't want to have anything to do with him any more. And the same goes with the rest of you. I don't want anything to do with you any more."
Johnny turned and walked out of the room leaving Whistler and Dr. Strange behind. His life as a hero was too much for him.
That happens to many people. Sometimes when the going gets too rough, when things look bleak or become confusing, the only way some can deal with it is to move out of the way, to give up the fight. Can they be blamed? Not necessarily. There are times we are moved by enthusiasm and jump in without knowing what we are getting into. That is what happened to Johnny. He got involved in something he wasn't sure about, all in the name of love.
"What do we do now?" Dr. Strange asked.
"Good question. We need to find Blade and Black Widow."
"What about the Punisher?"
"We'll have to find him, too. He's gone too far this time. He needs to be brought in."
"Do you have an article of his clothing? I can do a quick locater spell to find him."
Whistler went over and grabbed the clothes Punisher wore when he was brought back unconscious with Blade and Ghost Rider. Dr. Strange took the garment and sprinkled a powder from a hidden compartment on his belt. He muttered several words and suddenly a map appeared on the garment. He gazed deeply into the garment and then turned to Whistler. "You are in luck. Punisher, Blade, and Black Widow are all in the same area."
"What? What are the odds in that?"
"Slim. Perhaps the universe is working for you tonight."
Suddenly the map filled with deep red spots.
"What's that?"
Dr. Strange stared into the image and then turned to Whistler. "They are surrounded by vampires."
"Come on. Let's get going."
Whistler grabbed several weapons, the two men climbed into a truck, and Whistler drove off heading toward the place Dr. Strange discovered on his map.
To Be Continued...
What do you think of this chapter? The next chapter is the last chapter in this storyline. After that, I have one more storyline planned for Marvel Knights and then I'll be finished writing it. I hope you have enjoyed this storyline greatly. If you have any questions, comments, or criticism, I'd love to hear from you.