Author's name: Coldbeef
Story title : The Meteor of Horror (mf, ff, best, sf, bond)
Synopsis:  An evil force from outer space spreads its 
           influence on Earth.

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This story is copyrighted (c) 2004. All rights reserved.
It can be posted on non-commercial sites as long as 
no changes have been made.

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Disclaimer:  Don't read this if you are not of legal age to
  read such material. The story contains disturbing content
  and should not be read by close-minded people (ie, people
  who are easily offended.) Everything in the story is entirely
  fictional. The author is not responsible for any actions taken
  by people who read this story and society's problems.

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Chapter 3: Heroes and Villains

    Whoosh! Boom! Another section of the wall crumbled as
as the second fireball released by the fury collided with it.
The visibly shaking monk was beginning to lose his grip on the 
staff due to excessive sweat. Frustrated at the odds, the
monk threw his staff into the murky sewage flowing beneath 
him. Splash! Sewage splashed onto his face. He spat and 
clenched his teeth. Rolling up his sleeves to prepare for
an ultimate, desperate attack, he then channeled most of 
his spiritual energy down to his hands. His hands glowed
with a bluish, white light. "Wave of Purity!" exclaimed
Yoshi as he thrusted his palms diagonally towards the water.
An artificial tidal wave began to form and moved towards 
the fury. It grew larger with each passing moment.

    Splash! The tide of sewage water simply went around the
fury without a scratch. "Foolish cretin, you can't defeat
me with low-grade magical attacks! Let me show you real
power!" said the fury as she began to form a ball of blue
fire on her hands. The ball of fire grew larger and larger
until its diameter was approximately equal to that of the 
passageway.

    "Shit!" exclaimed the monk as he turned and ran like
he never ran before. The huge ball of fire began to move
forward and accelerate. Friction with the walls caused
countless pieces of brick to fall down in a tandem fashion.

     As the monk ran, the surroundings around him became
brighter every second and he realized that he was in deep
shit. A thought came into his mind suddenly when he 
glimpsed an intersection ahead of him. He also heard
sounds of flowing sewage. "Yes! If only I can make it..."

     In a split second, he leaped into the flowing sewage.
The huge fireball grazed his a back, burning a huge patch
of fabric off. Luckily, only minor burns afflicted Yoshi.
Underwater, the explosion he heard from the fireball
colliding with the wall rocked his ears.

     The current carried him for a while until his movement
was stopped painfully by a sewage grate. "Arghh!" he cried
the instant he was slammed onto it. He pried the grate open
with his bare hands. After some sounds of twisting iron
and then a crack, the grate gave way so suddenly that the
Yoshi was flung forward by his own momentum. He fell into
another river of sewage with a splash. The current was much
slower due to the width of the river. 

     Splash! Yoshi's head popped out of the water. He saw a
figure of a person in the distance and froze. "Who are you?!
Are you a denizen of evil?! Answer me or arrows will run 
through you!" yelled the female warrior. She was a beautiful
brunette with curly hair, dressed with a leather skirt, metallic
head band, steel-padded boots, iron bracers, and shiny breast plate
that beautifully amplifies the contours of her breasts.

     "No! No! Don't shoot!"

     "Then identify yourself."

     "I am Yoshi Homoto. I've came here to eradicate
      the evil that lies within these sewers."

     "How do I know if you are bluffing?"

     "Dammit! Why are you so stubborn!? I was defeated by
      one of the Evil One's spawn, a fury. Her powers were
      too much for me to handle. I've barely escaped her
      fireball attack."

     "......"

     "Here's my card," said the monk as he threw a business
      card like a shuriken in her direction.

      The card indicated that he is a spiritual monk specializing
in supernatural research and defense. There are also the standard 
business address, phone number, and fax number. The female warrior 
seemed convinced, so she placed her bow and arrow aside. "Sorry for
the misunderstanding. Let me introduce myself. My name is Lalandra 
Selox. I am a member of the Golden Phoenix, a secret organization 
that has existed since the ancient times to fight against supernatural
evil. My squad leader sent me to the city to track the movements of the 
tainted ones and I've followed them here."

      "Finally, you have recognized me as a friend and not an enemy.
I strongly urge you not to venture forth. The monsters are way too
strong for you to tackle. You need to go tell your fellow fighters to
aid you."

      "But my squad leader requires me to give a first person account
of the events here."

      "Forget that. It's way too dangerous! The moment you notice
those monsters, they already know you are there. Even though they
can't see you, they can feel your presence. I have a feeling that 
they are going to send their minions to hunt me down..."

      "All right then, let's visit my squad leader."

       As the monk began to swim towards the bank, he thought he
       heard a growl in the tunnel above him.

      "Did you hear that?"

      "Hear what?"

       The monk continued swimming when suddenly he heard a louder
       growl and some snorting followed by footsteps in water.

      "Oh no!" the monk thought as he swam faster.

      Lalandra stared at the tunnel with trepidation, readying
      her bow for anything that might come out.

      "Ruff! Ruff!" barked the dog as it reared its head near
       the tunnel entrance."

      "Phew! It's just a dog," said Lalandra as she lowered her
       bow, "nothing to be afraid of."

     For an instant Yoshi felt a sign of relief. He swam to the
bank with less anxiety. After getting himself out of the sewage,
he threshed his arms and shook his body to shake off some of the 
nauseating water. He bristled a bit when he heard another growl.

     "Don't be afraid. There, there, nothing to be afraid of..."
cooed Lalandra as she patted the beagle.      
 
     Yoshi thought for a second and then realized the impending
danger. "Get away from that dog. Get far away. It's a monster!"
But it was too late, the seemingly harmless beagle began to
bristle its fur while shaking its body spasmodically, signaling
a transformation. Foam also began to build up in the beagle's 
mouth rapidly. Lalandra's attempt to run was futile when suddenly
slimy red tentacles grew on the dog's back and extended towards
her with blinding speed. The tentacles wrapped around her wrists,
ankles, waist, and neck, then lifted her about three feet off the
ground.

     Improvising a way to save her, the monk plunged his fingers
into the decrepit brick wall and grasped onto two bricks, producing
a cloud of dust in the process. He then threw the bricks at the dog.
With unnatural reflexes, the dog willed a another red tentacle to
emerge from its anus to knock the flying bricks into the water. Splash!

     "No...," said the monk in despair.

     Another tentacle sprouted on the beagle's back. This tentacle
then proceeded to pry the female warrior's lips open. She resisted
by clenching her teeth, but to no avail. A sudden squeeze on the
neck forced her virgin mouth to open.

     "Ahhhhhhh.... Eeeeeh .... Mmm...Mmmphff... Mmmphf" were the only
sounds Lalandra could utter as a slimy red tentacle entered her mouth.
The other tentacles proceeded to take off her armor, headgear, boots,
and anything else that she had on. Her gear fell onto the ground with
a clanging sound. A tentacle then began to squeeze Lalandra's left
breast like a water balloon.

      The desperate monk tried to throw more bricks, but they were
all in vain. Either the bricks were knocked into the water or smashed
to pieces. A cowardly thought began to creep on him, but that thought
vaporized when he hearkened a sea of echoing footsteps.

      No, not those mother fuckers again! So much sweat poured from
Yoshi's body that his body began to reek badly enough for him to
notice. "Shit! Fuck!" thought the monk. There was no safe place to
fight or  hide: To his left was the beagle monstrosity; To his right
was the group of armored knights and ninjas; Right next to him was the 
murky flow of sewage. Fight or die? The monk had no other choice.

      "Ahhhhhh!" screamed Yoshi as he repeatedly grabbed bricks from
the wall and threw them at the knights and ninjas. Clink! Clang! Plat!
Splat! Some were dodged or blocked with swords, but some went through
armor and crushed ribs and skulls inward. "What?! Caved-in faces,
crushed bones, and they are still walking?!! Fuck all ya!" The monk
shoved his hands deep into the wall and released enough spiritual
energy to force a huge section of the wall to collapse onto the 
demonic warriors.

      Meanwhile, the demonic dog continued raping Lalandra by releasing
another tentacle to grope on her right breast. She could only respond
with a stifled moan. Squeeze, loosen, squeeze, loosen... The tip of
the tentacle in her mouth began to grow pink tendrils that caressed
the walls of her throat and esophagus. In, out, in, out, in, out...
More tentacles began to wrap on her thighs, legs, arms, and face.
The tentacles snaked around, teasing her, then their heads grew tendrils
like the one inside her mouth. The pink tendrils extended and wrapped
around her body like a net, slithering and caressing insidiously.

      As the pitiful monk continued fighting the demonic warriors that
were still standing, the beagle continued its tentacled assault on
Lalandra. Two tentacles forcibly spread her legs, while a tentacle,
dripping with pinkish-translucent liquid began to tease her clit.
Two of the several tentacles that held her legs began to extend tendrils
into her pussy lips, opening it up like an eyelid. The teasing tentacle
immediately entered her pussy. She responded with a stifled moan.
While the pussy tentacle was pumping in and out, another tentacle emerged
from the dog's back and move towards her ass, stopping only inches
below her anus. It then squirted a clear, slimy lubricant into the ass line.
Pink tendrils began to grow from the tips of the tentacles wrapping around 
her waist into her anus, probing deep into her rectum and intestines.

      Suddenly another erupted on the dog's back and went upwards into
her anus. Her eyes opened wide while giving another stifled scream and
grunt. The tightness prompted the tentacle to crawl slowly into the hole
as the clear lubricant dripped from the edges. Lalandra's painful facial
expressions began to change into expressions of pleasure as she moaned
into the tentacle in her mouth. The tentacles in her mouth, anus, and
vagina began to extend their tendrils deeper into her body as they
continuously pumped in and out. Inside her throat, the tendrils grew
longer until they went down the esophagus to her stomach. Within her
rectum, the tendrils lengthened as they snaked through her large and
small intestines, finally stopping after meeting up with the other
tendrils in her stomach. The tendrils inside her vagina extended
all the way into her uterus, but didn't stop lengthening until her
entire womb was filled.

      In the instant Lalandra's orgasm struck, the three tentacles squirted
green semen into her body. As the dog was about to retract its tentacles,
an arrow went through the dog. A painful growl indicated that it was hurt.
The dog quickly finished retracting its tentacles and tried to run,
but two more arrows struck and killed it. It laid on the cement ground
on a huge puddle of blood next to the unconscious Lalandra. Unknown
to others, a huge amount of the tendrils from the tentacles detached and 
remained inside her body.

     "Finally, help has arrived!" cried the monk excitedly as he was
holding the wrists of the monstrous knight that was trying to clobber
him. Arrows went through the knight, freeing the monk of the struggle.
More arrows rained on the remaining monsters, killing them all.

      Who were they? Lalandra's fellow squad members and Susanna, the
squad leader! While the others were helping the unconscious woman,
Susanna pointed the bow and arrow at Yoshi while asking him to identify
himself. "I am Yoshi Homoto..." and the dialogue continued to the point
where the squad leader was convinced of his motives. The monk then
tried to dissuade her from venturing forth without reinforcements.

      "Look at the remains of those monsters. Look at your unconscious
comrade. The monsters are not your typical human enemies. They have
high resistance to physical damage and their attacks are unconventional
and deadly."

      "We, the warriors of the Golden Phoenix, do not flinch from enemies.
       Doing so is a sign of cowardice."

      "I know you have pride in your organization. But, for your safety,
       I strongly urge you to ask for reinforcements. There are much
       more powerful monsters up ahead. I was almost killed by one of them,
       a fury."

      "You seem to equate your abilities with ours. Your recommendations
       are bordering on insult! Our special arrows are specially crafted
       to kill monsters!"

      "You ignorant bitch! Why can't you ..."

       The conversation was brought a halt when the fury from Yoshi's
previous encounter appeared. She floated over to her fallen underlings
and stopped.

      "Old monk. From our previous encounter, I can see that you have
       feelings for me. Well, I can offer you what you can only 
       fantasize in your dreams. But only if you join us..."

      "... No .... Nooo... I didn't... I"

       The monk's face grew red and he looked briefly at Susanna, who
       had a furious look on her face. She then immediately fired
       an arrow at the fury, but the arrow was vaporized instantly
       the moment it touched the fury's flaming barrier.

      "Fools. To defy us only hastens your demise. Die!"

       The fury released a fireball, which the monk and Susanna dodged, 
but one of her comrades was not that lucky. Burning through her armor,
the searing flame cooked her up like roasted chicken, leaving behind
only a black, hairless body. The body fell onto the ground and crumpled
up into ash.

      "Retreat! Retreat! Everyone retreat!" cried Susanna.

       Cowardice was off her mind this time. Only survival mattered. 
Together with the monk, the squad members ran towards the direction
where they previous came.

      
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       Meanwhile, in a desolate snowy area in Greenland, an ancient evil
was awakened by his former soldier's descendants. His right hand bursted 
out of the ground, followed by his right hand, head, body, and finally the 
legs. It was a horrible sight indeed. The towering giant had on full body 
armor with the color of darkness. Vicious spikes protruded along his arms,
shoulders, and helmet. Most menacing was the helmet, which had the shape
of a demonic reptilian head with rows of razor-sharp teeth. The hooded
descendants trembled as he spoke.

       "Ahhh... After one-and-a-half millennia, I have finally awaken 
        from this slumber. The power that should be mine long ago was 
        driven away by those wretched fools..."

       Rawgar's eyes glowed red as his anger rose.

       "...Their descendants will feel the wrath of my vengeance!"

       "Oh Great Rawger! We will assist you in your quest!" they all
        said in unison.

       "But first, I must defeat the Great Being that is going to arrive
        in two diurnal cycles. I will absorb all of its essence and its
        power! Only then will I become the supreme ruler of this damn
        world and the Dark Realm! Hahahahahahahaha!"

       "Great Rawger, the Hero the World! Great Rawger, the Hero of the
        World!...." chanted hooded people continuously while raising
        and lowering their hands.

       "Silence!"

       They all stopped. Rawger stretched his two meaty arms into the
air, somehow causing dark clouds to creep towards his direction in the
sky above him from the horizon. Lights began to flash within the dark
clouds, signaling a thunderstorm.

       "He's going to summon his mystical weapon!" said one hooded figure
        silently to another.

       The thunder and lightning got more intense as time passed. Rawger
then began to chant: "Great Father of Darkness! Great Mother of the Abyss!
The tides of darkness which thee walk, the shadows of terror which thee
reign! Great Sword of Darkness, appear!"

       Purple Lightning began to strike simultaneously at the same point
in mid-air. A tiny black dot appeared, which later grew into a black
sphere. The lightning then stopped and the black sphere vaporized, leaving
a mystical weapon behind. The sparkling weapon floated slowly downwards
into Rawger's waiting hand.

       After grasping it, the dark clouds began to recede into the horizon
and a peace and calm sky appeared again. "To the Viking's last frontier!"
exclaimed Rawger. Together began their journey towards the United States.       
        

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       Another villain rose from hiding in Kyoto, Japan. "Finally, after
three thousand years, the Great Being will arrive again in two days..."
said the former daimyo sitting on his self-made throne.

       Hamachi continued his monologue as his soldiers continued listening:
      "I was close, very close last time, in capturing the Great Being's
       power, only to be stopped by that shit-eating bastard!"

       Removing his sword from its sheath, swinging it in front of him,
seemingly hitting nothing. In a flash, the sword emitted a thick beam
of white plasma, illuminating the entire throne room. The beam of plasma
struck a mass-produced statute of the spiritual monk, shattering it
to pieces. 
  
      "With the powerful Sword of Takara I will destroy all my enemies!
       Hahahahahahahah!" cried Hamachi maniacally. His voice sounded almost
       mechanical due to the echoing within his helmet and samurai armor.

       An Japanese lady in a black business suit walked in and said, 
      "Master, the corporate jet is ready..."


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       Back United States, in the wilderness of California, another 
warrior was hunting down stray evil. Wearing a black hood and cape
that covered his dark armor and the huge sword on his back, he seem
too ominous to be a warrior fighting for good. He was searching in the 
woods, when suddenly, he heard a girl scream. "Oh no!" he thought. 
The warrior then ran in the direction of her scream.

       In far distance away, a 16 year-old teenager was running 
desperately from a wild mountain lion. She was a 5'6" blonde
with C-cup breasts and flawless white skin. Her clothing was simple:
She wore a T-shirt, short shorts, and hiking boots. Her athletic 
abilities she got from playing high school spirits gave her a slight 
advantage. Otherwise, she would have been a goner before she even 
had a chance to scream. Unfortunately, she tripped over a rock while
running and fell on the ground. The mountain lion ran up to her and 
stopped. She tried to get herself up but the lion tackled her, pinning
her to the ground. They were face-to-face! The girl stared in horror
as clear slime dripped from its maw and a red object was coming out
of it.

      "Shit!" the panting warrior thought to himself. By the time he
arrived at the scene, the mountain was already humping the dazed girl.
It fucked her mouth with a red tentacle from its own mouth. Clear slime
oozed from the sides of the girl's mouth as the tentacle pumped lubricant.
The girl's pussy was raped by another red tentacle that came out of the
lion's own vagina.

       A massive sword went through the mutated lion's body. Slash! Slash!
The lion was cut into three pieces, severing the tentacles in the process.
Tom arrived just in time to see him slay the lion. 

       "Stephanie!" cried her father as he ran. He then took his coat
off a wrapped it around her naked daughter, whose clothing was in shreds.
Tears started streaming from his eyes. 

       "Are you okay?!" he said while brushing her hair aside.

        Stephanie opened her eyes warily and spoke softly, "I'm okay
        daddy..." 

        "Wha.. What are these? These are no ordinary mountain lions."

        The warrior spoke solemnly, "They are former animals taken
over by symbiots. These are no ordinary creatures... They are from 
outer space..."

        "You mean aliens?!"

        "Correct. But not just any alien, they are evil. They live
for destruction and desecration of all life on Earth..." The 
conversation continued as they traveled towards the camper trailer.

         Becky, Stephanie's sister, came out of the trailer. "What
happened?" she asked. "She was attacked by a mountain lion!" 
Tom carried her daughter into the trailer and laid her down on the
bed, while explaining the incident to Becky. Later, he offered the 
warrior coffee and asked, "I forgot to ask your name." 

        "Just call me Extrus." 

         They spoke for a while before the warrior began to depart
because of an urgency. "I have other battles to fight and monsters
to kill. Thank you for your hospitality." He left the trailer while 
waving his hands.

         Many minutes later, Becky was sitting next to the sleeping
Stephanie while Tom was reading a magazine on home improvement. 
Suddenly a guttural noise awakened Stephanie from semi-sleep.
She then stared at her sister's face. Stephanie's eyes suddenly
opened wide, shocking Becky a bit. She then got up, grabbed Becky's 
shoulders and kissed her deeply. "Mmmphf..mmphf..." Stephanie then 
broke the kiss, leaving a trail of saliva between them.

         "What the hell are you doing?! Stop squeezing my shoulders.
          It hurts!" Becky managed to say.

         Stephanie then stared seductively at her father and grinned.
She opened her mouth and produced guttural noises. Suddenly a see-through 
pink tentacle came out of her mouth and pierced through the chest of
her father, killing him instantly. She retracted the tentacle until only
three inches remained outside her mouth. Tom felled on the floor with
a sickening thud. His eyes were wide opened. Blood gushed out of the
two-inch hole on his chest.

         Becky tried to scream but was quickly muffled by Stephanie's oral
tentacle. "Mmmmphfff...!" Becky moved her head back and forth as the 
slimy pink tentacle bonded the mouths of the two sisters together.
Stephanie clumsily pulled up Becky's shirt to grope her breasts. Her
efforts to resist were useless because Stephanie was inhumanly strong.
While Becky was looking at her sister in horror, Stephanie stared at
her sister with a seductive, sexy look. She continued the assault
by forcibly pulling down her sister's jeans and her own shorts. 
Becky strained herself to look down and saw , in horror, a see-through
pink tentacle coming out of her sister's pussy. Stephanie's tentacle
ripped Becky's white panties open and it plunged in. She humped her
as she while grabbing her ass cheeks with one hand and groping Becky's
breast with the other. The tentacle that bonded their pussies disappeared
from view at the end of each stroke. Becky painfully moaned through the
tentacle in her mouth. She wasn't able to move her legs that much because
Stephanie interlocked them with her own, leaving only her arms to flail
in a useless struggle.

         Meanwhile, near a road through the forest, Extrus walked up
to his van and opened the door to the driver's seat. He took off
the huge sword on his back and placed it in the back of the van.
The engine sounded when he turned the key. He drove off, not knowing
that he didn't really save anyone that he thought he saved in the forest.


   




  

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