Angels of Light

Angels of Light

Catherine watched in awe as Alicia beheaded yet another snarling beast cleanly and effortlessly. Her movements were beautiful, much like her virginal image. Alicia's large breasts jiggled suggestively with every strike. Her long blonde hair flowed in her wake like sparkling strands of gold.

How can such a voluptuous body move so freely, thought Catherine as she hacked and slashed.

The butchery was merciless and the cave was soon filled with inhuman screams and the smell of death. Body parts lay strewn across the dusty floor and the colour of blood decorated the jagged walls. Her masterful skill was such that not a single drop of blood soiled her gleaming blade.

"Come along my sweet Catherine," she said, her voice sweet and musical. "Do not falter in the face of such vileness."

"Of course," Catherine answered, her lips curling in annoyance.

Must you always belittle me so?

Alicia was the strongest angel in all of Celestia, an unstoppable and deadly beauty. The monsters before her were nothing more than blades of grass as she mercilessly cut them down. Catherine brought up the rear and grudgingly protected the great angel's blindside. Soon, the two females had slaughtered all opposition before them. The dark, dripping cave was suddenly plunged back into deathly silence.

Catherine grunted as she wrenched her sword from between a pair of shattered ribs. "Damned thing," she snarled. Frustrated, she kicked the twisted corpse beneath her. Her heavenly white robe was covered in red stains and chunks of gore. In comparison, Alicia was spotless as usual; a magnificent picture of perfection.

It had always been this way reflected Catherine bitterly. Alicia had always been bathed in light while she slogged behind in the muck like some kind of dirty beggar picking up the leftover scraps of glory. Always in second place, always a step behind. Catherine admired Alicia like an older sister but the dark seeds of jealously stirred deeply within her heart.

The two warriors of light walked deeper into the cave while keeping a watchful eye. Danger lurked at every corner and the air was thick with the taint of evil magic.

Catherine detested this suffocating feeling and the filth that called this place home. Her glorious white wings fluttered with agitation at every single step.

"Why must beings of our stature cleanse such a place?" asked Catherine indignantly. Such work was hardly fitting for the honoured daughter of one of the most noble families in Celestia.

"My dear Catherine, doesn't it fill your heart with joy at the thought of protecting those that cannot protect themselves?"

"Yes, of course," Catherine lied.

"Good, my lovely Catherine. Now let us find the source of this disturbance before more poor humans succumb to it's terrible effects."

"Yes, Alicia."

At least that was one thing that she could wholeheartedly agree on. They had been dispatched to this cave to investigate a series of strange phenomenons. Humans from the nearby village had been lured inside the cave by the distant voices of long dead loved ones.

Mercenaries had been sent and failed to report back so Celestia had sent Alicia to solve the problem. The most honoured angel had of course asked Catherine to accompany her as usual which was a request that simply couldn't be refused. So, here she was, under Alicia's thumb once again in the mortal realm.

They pressed on though the twisting passageways of the cave formation. Soon the pleasing natural light that emanate from their lustrous halo's was the only illumination in this hellish environment. Bubbling slime dribbled down the walls and pooled into disgusting little puddles.

Moisture dripped off the stalactites in a steady rhythm, every single splash of water made Catherine flinch like some dark whisper brushing up against the exposed nape of her neck.

There was something deeply unsettling about this place. Not just the obvious fact that it was infested with wicked creatures of the night, but something else. Evil was in the air, a sick disease that permeated every square inch of this appalling cavern that they now found themselves in.

It was creepy and unnerving but that shouldn't be enough to get under the skin of a seasoned warrior like Catherine. Something more sinister was at work here.

She increased her holy light, a glow that could inspire mortals to perform incredible feats and looked around for something to smite with righteous fury. Hacking apart the enemy would at least serve to focus her mind.

"Calm yourself, my lovely Catherine," Alicia chided. "I feel it too but we must be strong."

"Yes," said Catherine. She frowned at this blatant display of mockery craftily concealed within apparent concern.

Why must she tease me so? Isn't it enough that you took away my birthright? Isn't it enough that everything I worked and strived for, you attained so effortlessly? I was meant to drink Archangel Palutena's holy nectar and receive her blessing, not you!

She still remembered Alicia keeling in front of the marble podium as rapturous applause overtook the holy cathedral. The most revered Archangel Palutena couldn't help but blush as she spread her untouched pussy lips and urinated inside Alicia's waiting mouth.

Her disciple's pristine face was splattered with piss that was rumoured to taste sweeter than the finest wine imaginable. Alicia happily swallowed down every single drop, her throat bobbing as the cool liquid flooding her gullet. This was one of the most proudest moments of her life so she made sure to savour the taste.

Soon her stomach was full of the prized delicacy. The assembled angels cheered as Alicia's angelic aura radiated warmly as she received what should have rightfully been Catherine's honour.

Back in the present, Catherine looked thoughtfully at Alicia's back and at those large, beautiful wings that eclipsed her own. She gripped her sword hilt tightly. It would be the simplest thing in the world to plunge her blade right in between those mass of features and slay her rival in cold blood.

An unfortunate accident of course but such things happened in the fight against evil. Catherine smiled full of murderous intent. She could do it too, her blade was thrice blessed and carved with intricate runes of power that hummed faintly.

Do it, the malicious voice inside her head urged with renewed urgency. Do it, do it, do it! Claim what is rightfully yours!

Catherine dropped her blade and shook her head vigorously. Her wings wrapped themselves around her like a protective blanket to shield out the corruption that swirled around her like carrion birds. "No, no, I'm not like that!" she yelled. "That isn't who I am!"

The angel looked up and gasped. In the centre of the cavernous opening stood a massive crystal tree that stretched upwards right into the ceiling and beyond into the soil. It was large, thicker than any redwood. Catherine could have sworn that it had just appeared out of thin air.

It hadn't been there just a few moments before. It was the blacker than night, it's form sprinkled with jagged branches. The earth and even the rocks surrounding it looked lifeless and desolate, like famine had taken root and staked it's claim. Inside it's centre was a frozen heart that pulsed with arcane magicks.

Something giggled in the shadows, something mischievous and ancient. A figure walked into plain view, no longer content to watch from afar. It was vaguely human shaped but that's where the similarities ended.

It's skin was hard and scaly and was scattered with unhealthy looking fur. It was tall but hunched over on two clawed feet. A vicious looking beak dominated it's bird looking face and shapely breasts hung from it's chest. A revolting bulbous cock jutted out from between it's legs.

"Come to me, my sweet Alicia," it said, it's tone a perverse mixture of male and female. Every syllable was laced with deceitful wizardry.

Catherine scoffed at the creature. "How dare you befoul such a holy name with your mockery of speech," she said, mostly to cover up her own sense of foreboding.

Alicia walked forwards, her mesmerizing blade held at the ready. Catherine couldn't see her comrade's face but was confident that this matter would be dealt with swiftly, despite whatever that infernal crystal pillar was. She'll let her have the glory this time if it meant leaving this place.

"My sweet Catherine," Alicia said as she stopped right in front of the creature. It nodded, seemingly pleased and pointed down to it's pulsing member.

"I've always loved you," it said. "I've always admired you, now show me how much you love me."

"Yes, Catherine," Alicia moaned. Catherine was absolutely horrified when Alicia dropped to her knees while placing her weapon carefully on the cold stone besides her. No magic should be able to overcome angelic beings of their level! Particularly Alicia, nicknamed the peerless wonder.

"I didn't know you had a penis, Catherine," Alicia asked while blushing profusely.

"Does it bother you?"

"No, no, of course not. I'm just surprised, Catherine. Celestia would not approve but do not worry yourself. I would never betray my sweet Catherine."

The golden haired angel wrapped those delicate hands that could play a harp to perfection around the monster's stiffening dick. She began to gently stroke it, her inexperienced motions sending waves of forbidden pleasure coursing throughout the evil being's body.

"Is that good?" she asked earnestly.

"Yes," it groaned.

Alicia smiled at the compliment despite her obvious embarrassment. She increased her pacing, jerking the cock with rapid short strokes. She dribbled over her pumping hand which served as natural lubricant.

Alicia always did excelled at everything and this was no exception. Squelching sounds echoed around the cavern as the holy warrior pleased this foul creature earnestly with every fibre of her being.

"W-what's the matter with you?" yelled Catherine who finally found her voice. "Please, get a hold of yourself! I'm Catherine! Not that wretched abomination!"

It smirked as Catherine attempted to retrieve her fallen sword. She strained her muscles but couldn't reach down not matter how hard she tried. No, she wasn't really trying. Secretly, she wanted to revel in Alicia's debasement and ruin her good name. That'll teach that bitch for taking everything away from her.

Catherine shook her head. "W-why?"

The creature laughed at the angel's feeble, half hearted attempts. "It's because you don't really want to save her," it groaned in between Alicia's caresses. It looked down at Alicia and grabbed a handful of her long blonde hair while carefully avoiding her halo and gently encouraged her mouth onto it's leaking cock.

"Suck it, angel," it ordered. Alicia hesitated, not fully understanding the intention. She looked up at the imposter with innocent looking blue eyes.

"Take my penis into your mouth and suck it," it urged impatiently, then realizing that it needed to keep up appearances, it added "My lovely Alicia."

Realization dawned on her face and she blushed a deep shade of rosy red. Alicia had no practical sexual experience to speak of at all, only the hushed whispers around the halls of Celestia. She had a vague understanding of the kind of antics that mortals got up to but that sort of sordid behaviour was above those chosen few.

She brought her warm lips against the tip and kissed it tenderly like a lover; those lips that hadn't even known the touch and taste of another. The bewitching monster chuckled at this delicate touch. Her eyes widened as it pushed it's throbbing dick inside the warm folds of her mouth.

It groaned in delight as it befouled the holy warrior's mouth. Alicia mumbled, confused that her sweet Catherine was acting so aggressively. Her faultless features twisted in discomfort at this savage humping. Drool dribbled down her cheeks as the thrusting increased in pace and viciousness. Soon, the creature's chest was slamming against her face like a blacksmith's hammer.

Her nose began to bleed but the creature didn't care, only thinking of it's own pleasure. Alicia moaned as she desperately fought for air, the vibrations brushing deliciously against the invading cock. Her face turned pale as she slowly suffocated, her airways clogged.

Catherine felt strange as she watched the magnificent angel perform such abhorrent acts. Under the folds of her Celestian robes, Catherine's legs squirmed uncomfortably as her white satin panties became slick with her own juices.

Her tongue flickered and licked around her moist lips at the slight of her rival's facefucking. A hand reached downwards to her crotch. Appalled at her own thoughts and behaviour, Catherine slapped her own hand away, sparkling tears decorating her eyelashes.

No, this isn't me. It isn't...

Alicia felt breathtaking and her tormentor clasped both hands behind her head and slam fucked the angel's face with reckless abandon, not caring about the woman's wellbeing. Alicia became light-headed and her eyes rolled back in their sockets. Her wings spasmed wildly as the creature roared in satisfaction as it sent a torrent of thick, sticky sperm directly down her sore throat.

Alicia began to cough and splutter with a mouthful of cock and salty spunk. She felt sick and vomited the contents of her stomach all over the cave floor before collapsing into the sickly collection of half digested fruit.

"Well, that was most delightful," the creature laughed, it's hoarse voice echoing around the vast chamber. "Did you enjoy the show, Catherine?"

"No, of course not!" Catherine spat. "I'll carve you apart and incarnated the pieces for these heinous crimes but not before locking your soul in an eternal torment of nothingness, a void so cold and empty that you'll slowly grow mad and beg for death!"

It took all the outrage and indignation that she felt to shake away the invisible shackles that clutched around her heart like a vice. She began to chant a saintly prayer, the words charged with righteous power.

Catherine started to glow warmly, the intense white light glowing as brightly as a sun. Her robes billowed around her well toned body. She pressed her palms together and aimed at the creature while drawing strength from her fiery hated.

"Die!" Catherine screamed.

The whole cavern shook as the angel unleashed her destructive blast. Rocks were shattered and stalactites snapped off and fell from the ceiling before spearing into the earth. Catherine gasped in surprise as Alicia darted forwards into the path of her seemingly unstoppable attack and effortlessly slapped it out of existence, the ear-slitting crackle as loud as a thunderclap.

"I won't let you hurt my sweet, cherished Catherine!" Alicia declared with cum encrusted lips. She looked a total mess, a far cry from her usual brilliance.

"I'm Catherine, not that horrible beast! Snap out of-" she began to say but stopped as Alicia punched her hard in the stomach. Catherine winced in pain as her internal organs were pressed up against each other. Bile poured from her throat as she doubled over while clutching at her chest tightly. She glared up angrily at the smirking monster.

"How rude," the creature said mockingly. "I'm not a beast, rather my name is Penemuel. I'll etch that name onto your very soul, little angel before you leave this place. Besides, you shouldn't blame me for your misfortune. You should both blame yourselves for falling under the spell of the jagged heart. Your own weaknesses failed you, angel and allowed it's magic to worm itself into your being."

It walked behind Alicia and grabbed one of her large, firm breasts and squeezed it tightly. "It was the simplest thing in the world to bypass your many wards and mental defences and warp your lovely minds. This one here believes that I'm you, my dear Catherine. She could never bring herself to harm me because you see, she is secretly in love with you, my silly little Catherine. Isn't that right, Alicia?"

Penemuel pulled Alicia's bare breasts out of her robe and pinched the rosebud coloured nipples. They felt so soft and supple as they jiggled in his clawed hands. Alicia wilted at the touch like a flower in the morning breeze.

"Yes, I've always loved you, my sweet Catherine," she said, her tone strained as her breasts were manhandled. "I'm sorry but I lacked the courage to confess my feelings. Love between woman is forbidden in Celestia. I would have been stripped of my position and excommunicated so I had to content myself to admire you from afar. When I attained my honoured position, however, I was able to keep you close to me. Did you not wonder why I always kept requesting your company?"

"You lovestruck fool," Catherine breathed. She had always wondered why Alicia kept her so annoyingly close at hand. During missions, her name was always mentioned when Alicia was concerned. So that was the reason. That knowledge made her feel surprisingly sorrowful that her love was being twisted to destroy one that cared so much about her.

The guilt burned inside Catherine like hot coals as Penemuel enjoyed the soft, yielding flesh of Alicia's tits. It reached down and began to trace the outline of the angel's pussy delicately through the velvety white material.

"But you, Catherine," it said. "You're a different story altogether. Envy is your downfall. Your magic failed you only because you allowed it. You wanted this to happen to Alicia, don't you? You want her to fall from grace so you can attain everything rightfully owed to you."

It chuckled, it's twin voices both vocalizing at different pitches. "Angels act so high and mighty but the truth is that you're just the same as everyone else, just much less honest about it but that pillar over there helps to bring out your hidden desires."

Catherine was consumed with an all-encompassing despair. It was true, all of it. She had been weak and allowed the sin of jealously to fester within herself like weeds which in turn had left vulnerabilities in her faith.

She was so ashamed of herself that she began to cry, the seasoned warrior unable to hold back the floodgates. The frozen heart that had been locked inside the vast crystal pillar began to beat as it gleefully consumed all the negative emotions. They flowed from Catherine like a wailing river of nightmares.

Suddenly and without warning, Alicia grasped Catherine's hands and easily overpowered her fellow angel by pushing her to the ground and holding her in place. Wings flapped vigorously as the two fought for purchase but Alicia was clearly the stronger one and came out on top. She straddled over her comrade, pinning her tightly to the ground. Catherine snarled at her own inability but try as she might, she just couldn't break free.

"I've allowed Alicia to see your true self," said Penemuel. "That side of you that you wish would remain hidden."

Catherine struggled vigorously and yelled out for Alicia to unhand her this very moment but her fellow angel silenced her with a passionate kiss. Catherine lay there wide eyed as Alicia explored her quivering mouth.

Their tongues entwined themselves like coiling snakes. Alicia tasted simply divine, like the richest ambrosia. Catherine's mumbling protests grew weaker until Alicia reluctantly released her, a thin translucent line of saliva glittering between their panting mouths.

"I don't care that you hate me," Alicia said. "Just stand alongside me like you always have, my serious and resolute angel. I always liked that about you. Your presence warms my heart, my skin prickles whenever our eyes meet. My beloved Catherine."

Alicia slowly moved down Catherine's body while never leaving her gaze. Her fingers lifted up Catherine's robe before pulling down her surprisingly sexy undergarments. She smiled and leaned down to sample such a delectable feast.

Ah, such a palatable scent. Alicia could have stared at that pink pussy for hours but temptation got the better of her and she buried her face in Catherine's mound of raven coloured pubic hair.

Her tongue was clumsy but she more than made up for that with sheer enthusiasm. She painstakingly explored every inch, every nook and cranny and gleefully licked to her hearts content. Catherine arched back and cried out as the probing tongue flickered inside her cunt.

When Alicia found out just how much the subject of her affection responded to having her clit teased, she happily focused all of her efforts there. Catherine clutched her sides and bit down on a finger as she orgasmed for the first time in her long life. Alicia's face was sprayed with juices and she lapped them all up before cleaning up the source of such refreshments.

"Alicia," Catherine sighed forlornly. If only she had known, if only she had been stronger.

"Isn't that nice," remarked Penemuel as he positioned himself behind the two entangled angels. They looked so inviting, two lithe sweaty bodies wrapped up in the finest silks. Two of the most gifted angels that Celestia had to offer and both of them entirely within it's mercy.

It grabbed Alicia's slick panties and tore them from her body. Her well defined ass looked very enticing as Alicia shivered against the cold breeze. It rubbed it's throbbing cock and teased it against her dripping cunt. Her golden pubic hairs tickled his enlarged balls that just ached to explode within this little slice of heaven.

"Are you a virgin, Alicia?" it asked, grinning. Penemuel already knew the answer of course. An angels chastity was very important to them. The inner light of purity provided them with much of their unearthly power.

Catherine gasped in horror. "No, you cannot take away her virtue! She'll lose her power!"

"Oh?" Penemuel mused. "You've changed your tune all of a sudden. Such a pair of lewd enchantresses, and yet you proclaim innocence. Well, I'm not totally without mercy. Will you offer yourself up in her stead, Catherine?"

Catherine hesitated. She looked into those seemingly endless blue ocean eyes of Alicia, lost for words.

"I didn't think so," the creature said as he grabbed the angel's hips and pushed his cock inside Alicia, breaking her precious maidenhead. Fresh blood leaked down her legs, proof if any was needed of her conquest. Her inner walls squeezed around the protruding member, milking it. Alicia was so unbelievably tight, an untouched treasure that was now being plundered ferociously.

Sweat poured down her skin and she blushed as unfamiliar feelings of pleasure flooded her mind like poison. Her body couldn't help but feel good and she whimpered as her own womanly urges manifested, awakened at last.

Her wings quivered with every plunge into her moist cunt. Tears streamed down her flustered cheeks and fell onto her dear Catherine who looked on pityingly. Her generous pair of tits swung wildly. Alicia's beautiful angelic glow began to grow weaker. Her shining halo faded away until it broke apart in a storm of fireflies; her radiance seemingly lost forever.

"Don't watch," she grunted as she was slammed into from behind, the vile monster's balls slapping against her ass. Catherine squeezed her eyes shut but she couldn't escape her companion's laboured moans and the alluring sounds and musky smells of sex. Alicia panted like a bitch in heat, the many nudges covering the monstrous penis inside her rubbing up against the walls of her vagina.

Penemuel groaned and spat out taunts in many arcane languages, it's climax rapidly approaching. Every single tortured, involuntary moan from the former angel excited it even further like an immortal mockery of a prayer. Certainly, the sounds coming out of Alicia's mouth were never meant to be vocalized by a pure-blooded Celestian.

It was incredibly perverse to reduce such a spiritual being to nothing more than a sperm receptacle. Alicia shook her head as her sanity broke. She reached down and kissed Catherine and held onto that comforting touch as the monster flooded her womb with thick, slimy spunk.

Catherine mumbled an apology but the words were lost inside her partners heart-rending embrace. Penemuel hissed with satisfaction as his balls pumped a reservoir of sperm inside Alicia until her pussy was overflowing with the pungent stuff. Her stomach bulged as if she were pregnant and perhaps she was at that.

Finally spent, the cock plopped out of the angel's ravaged hole. Alicia was daydreaming by this point to escape the pain and lustful feelings. Totally spent, she collapsed onto Catherine and passed out while sniffing her raven hair.

"Well, that was most pleasing," Penemuel declared while wiping his dirty cock onto Alicia's luxuriously soft wings. "Now, I think it's about time that you joined Alicia into womanhood, my sweet Catherine. Don't worry, I'll wash away your sorrow with unadulterated pleasure."

Catherine couldn't believe that such cruelty had befallen them and it was all her fault. She cursed the heavens for forsaking them but no, that wasn't right at all was it? Her petty feelings had been manipulated in both Alicia and herself. So consumed with bitter jealously that she had lost sight of the one person that truly cared about her.

Alicia had always been there, protecting and looking out for her but Catherine had been too blind and prideful to see it. Well, no longer. There was one last duty to perform; Catherine's personal penance for her sins.

A blinding alabaster light filled the cavern and pushed away all the waves of corruption emanating from the malevolent pillar. Catherine hugged Alicia tenderly and placed a single tender kiss on her forehead as she took one last look at the angel that loved her.

She would erase this horrible experience with the ultimate miracle that could only be made with the sincerest of intentions. Her physical body began to dissolve as she grabbed her sparkling halo with trembling hands and yanked it free, cutting off all spiritual linkages.

She placed the halo softly upon Alicia's head like a crown and then Catherine the angel snapped out of existence. Alicia jerked once and her eyes snapped open with vibrant energy. She acceded into the air, her inspirational form full of endless possibilities.

Her great wings flapped once and the wind cracked with the force of a hurricane. Penemuel stumbled back, the light acting as a antithesis to the creature's mere concept of living.

"Catherine!" the beast exclaimed. "What have you done!"

The cavern rumbled as the black crystal cracked and splintered, the heart inside beating madly as the ancient magic and rituals holding it together was undone. The many mortal souls that had it consumed were purified in the welcoming glow of a Celestian Angel. They flocked around her, eternally grateful for their release as sung sounds of praise and love that hurt Penemuel's ears.

"Catherine?" said Alicia absentmindedly. The name sound warm and familiar, like a fond memory but she couldn't quite remember having ever met a Catherine. Still, she recognized the foul form of a demon and the putrid evilness surrounding this place.

Her duty was clear. She began to sing a soothing melody. A vast variety of colourful flowers bloomed below her feet as everything within the cavern was reduced to salt.

Alicia walked out of the cavern and filled her lungs with cleansing fresh air. The sunny sky loomed overhead like a long lost friend and it took awhile for her eyes to adjust to the bright, natural light.

Birds chirped happily in the trees and everything seemed right with the world but despite this, Alicia seemed troubled, a nagging feeling that just wouldn't go away. She had completed her mission so what was this empty feeling?

Like she had forgotten something important.

The End

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