Scooby Gang vs. Asmodeus, the Demon Lord of Lust

Chapter 11- The final chapter.

AN: Well, guys, though it pains me to say it, this is goodbye, for now. I will be writing a sequel, entitled "Pride", so look for it. I would like to thank all my friends and readers who have supported this story. Even though I only have, like, 8 reviews, I enjoyed reading all of them. Well, almost all of them. There was one I thought was very rude, but I'm not going ot go into that one. Thank you to everyone who has supported this story, and helped me develope it. Now, without further ado, here is Chapter 11 of Lust.

Buffy ducked and dodged left and right, scrambling through the throngs of slaves trying to escape. Guards tried to stop her, but they died in the process, never having gotten near the Slayer. Eventually, theyall just gave up and let her through. Buffy asked around about Faith, but everyone was amazingly tight-lipped. Then, an idea hit her.

She ran back to the portal, and stood in front of it so no one could get by.

"STOP!" She shouted, getting everyone's attention. "I'm going to give you all two options! You can either tell me what I want to know, or you can all die here right now. This dimension is collapsing, and you only have a few minutes, so I'd start talking! Where is Faith?! Where are Tara, Jenny, and Faith?! Where are Asmodeus' victims?!"
"Most of the victims are right here." A small demon said as he approached.

"Where are the rest?"

"Only a few of them aren't here. Some are locked in the dungeons, but the ones you're looking for, Tara Maclay and Faith Lehane, they're in the castle. Miss Lehane is Lord Asmodeus' personal slave. Miss Maclay is servicing the Lord's sons right now." The demon tried to get past Buffy, but she just grabbedhim and dragged him away, letting everyone else by. She dragged him towards the castle, but stopped when she saw Mrs. Calendar-Giles.

"Buffy?" She asked.

"Mrs. Calendar!" Buffy said.

"Don't tell me Asmodeus got you, too."

"No. Asmodeus is... well, I don't know what exactly Willow did wth him. But we don't have to worry about him anymore. I'm just here rescuing everyone. So... be rescued now."

"Buffy, I'm sorry to hear about Faith. I'm sure she's alright. She's smart. She might be outside the portal already."

"I hope so. But I'm going to look for her, anyway." Mrs. Giles hugged Buffy, then the two parted ways as Buffy continued her search, and Mrs. Giled headed for the portal.

Faith rounded a corner she'd rounded several times already.

This place is a fucking maze! She cursed, then screamed in frustration. FInally, she just threw herself out a window, then swung from a tapestry into a lower floor through another window.

She suddenly halted as she sensed something. It was Buffy. Buffy was in this dimension. She'd come for her.

"Buffy." Faith whispered under her breath. It had been almost a year since Faith had last seen Buffy, though neither of them had aged a day.

"Buffy." Faith said aloud.

"Buffy." She said a little louder, and the corridor rang with Faith's voice.

"BUFFY!" She shouted gleefully, and the entire castle echoed with her cry.

Then, she felt something hit her in the head. She toppled to the ground, and felt herself being dragged before losing consciousness.

"BUFFY!" Buffy heard Faith's joyful voice ring out through the castle. Faith knew she was here.

Buffy ran towards the voice, wishing Faith would call her again.

"FAITH!" Buffy shouted, hoping for the response. None came. Buffy started searching the second floor. She found Tara in one room with a boy that looked exactly like Asmodeus.

"Hey, this is my room, my slave, go get your own!" The boy shouted. He couldn't have been more than sixteen years old.

"Get off of her, you little demon!" Buffy shouted, then lunged.

"Kirakk?!" The boy shouted, and the demon Buffy had tied up and dragged along with her shrugged.

Buffy held the boy up against the wall.

"Tara, get dressed. This is a jailbreak. You're free."

"She's not free until I say she's free!" The boy yelled, but Buffy pressed her forearm into his throat, cutting him off. "Okay, okay, she's free." He choked out. Tara nodded to Buffy, then got out of bed, not bothering to cover herself. All sense of indecency had been forced out of her. She simply stood up, and Buffy could see cuts and bruises, and the boy's cum leaking out of Taras ass and pussy.

"Boy, I'm doing you a favor by doing this, because when Willow finds out, you'd die a way more horrible death than anything I can come up with. She'd probably flay you alive, but keep you alive so you could feel it all." Buffy said, then grabbed him by the balls and squeezed with all of her strength. Her Slayer strength caused his testicles to flatten, and turn inside out before completely exploding in her hand.

The pain was too much for him, he toppled over, dead.

"Come on, Tara." Bufy said, and threw a blanket over Tara, having not found her any clothes to wear. She leaned in to hug her, but Tara flinched away. She'd been touched way too much. Right now, only Willow was allowed to touch her.

"Let-let-let-let's j-j-j-j-just g-g-g-g-get outof h-h-h-h-here." Tara stammered, trying to stay strong for now. She fought back the tears and sobs. She felt so... violated. And it had been more than a year for her in that evil little boy's captivity, without Willow. The first few months had been terrible, but at least she'd been able to see and touch Willow. But now...

"Yeah. I've got to find Faith first, okay?"

Tara nodded. She understood.

They went up to the third floor and continued searching. Eventually, They found a blood spot on the floor, and a metal lamp beside it, a small bloodstain on it. Buffy tasted it, just to be sure.

"It's human. I think this is Faith's blood! I'm going to kill whatever bastard hurt my Faith!" The demon struggled against his bonds, afraid of the angry Slayer.

They followed the thin trail of blood, where Faith had probably been dragged, unconscious. There wasn't enough blood for her to have been stabbed, probably only just knocked in the back of the head.

Finally, they came to a bedroom, and the blood trail went under the door. Buffy heard a bed creaking on the other side. She leaned back, thrust her right leg out, and kicked the door in.

"GET THE FUCK OFF OF HER!" Buffy screemed, and tackled the brute who was in the process of fucking Faith. Faith was still unconscious, and she had blood all over her pussy, from where the monster had had to stretch her too far for him to fit inside. Buffy did the same thing to the brute as she had done to the boy earlier, only much more slowly. And this thing had much bigger balls.

She squeezed gently at first, and the beast almost seemed to get off on it, thinking she was just another whore for him. But then, she started squeezing harder. She applied more pressure, and he began to think she liked it rough. Then, she squeezed it hard enough that he couldn't move at all, couldn't resist.

She applied more and more pressure, thoroughly enjoying every grunt of pain, every second of torturing this beast. Tara didn't say a word, and Kirakk's eyes were bigger around than the brute's swollen testicles.

Slowly, Buffy squeezed harder and harder, and just at the moment when she was about to actually crush his balls, she ripped them off, followed quickly by his penis. He curled up on the floor and died. She threw his genitals at his face, then picked Faith up and carried her down to the dungeons with Tara and Kirakk.

"Kirakk, unlock the dungeons. Let everyone go." She said, and, not wanting to meet the same fate as the other two, he did as she said. Not even ten minutes later, Buffy carried Faith out of Hell, and into the Magic Box. They, along with Tara and Kirakk, were the last ones out. Willow collapsed on the ground, exhausted. Ms. Calendar and Giles were curled up in a corner together, asleep.

Tara lay down with Willow, their bodies coming together perfectly, and they, too, fell asleep together.

"Xander, Oz, I need you." Buffy said as she went upstairs and lay Faith out on a table.

"We need a doctor." Oz said when he saw the damage.

"We don't have time for a doctor. She's been torn too severely. We need to stitch her up, and hole her Slayer healing will do the rest." Buffy argued, then pulled out some needle and thread, and set to work.

"Lemm help you with that, Slayer." Buffy turned to see Spike standing behind her.

"But... how?"

"Recognize this?" Spike held out his hand to reveal the ring Buffy had give to Angel. The one that made a vampire invulnerable to wooden stakes and sunlight. "Angel gave it to me just 'fore we fought Kendra. Don't know why, but he did."

"Well, hurry up and help me. Faith is slightly more important than finding outwhere you buy your jewelry." Buffy said, choking back tears.

Ten minutes later, Buffy had Faith stitched up, and laid down on the table next to her, crying.

Spike, Oz and Xander all left them alone.

Xander returned to Anya's body, and went back to weeping, holding it.

Oz and Spike left the Magic Box together, walking out in broad daylight, to help everyone who was just getting back from Hell, and everyone who had just woken up from the spell. They all set to work repairing what had been destroyed during the freak tornado that came rampaging through town while they were all asleep.

Dawn had gone insane from her time in Asmodeus' clutches, so Buffy hesitantly had her commited to an assylum. Faith's and Tara's wounds healed quickly, though, as with Dawn, and Mrs. Calendar-Giles, the emotional scars had yet to fade, even a year after Asmodeus' demise.

Now, Buffy had a new nightmare to add to the one she already struggled with. Xander adjusted slowly to life without Anya, but he never left his apartment, except to work. He ignored calls from the gang, never acknowledged them when he saw them on the streets, it was like he wanted nothing more to do with them.

After everything settled down, Faith made true on the promise she made herself. She did the one thing that could completely appease Buffy's fear that she'd one day just up and leave.

Faith proposed to Buffy. And Buffy said yes. Xander attended the wedding, and even congradulated them, but didn't say another word, and then went home again, ignoring everything.

A year after the Asmodeus crisis, Dawn showed some signs of improvement, but was not allowed yet to come home. Willow and Tara also tied the knot, and Oz was Willow's best man. Buffy stood by Willow as her Maid of Honor, as the two witches decided for them both to be the husband and wife. Faith stood in as both Tara's Maid of Honor and Best Man. Giles, as he had with Buffy and Faith's wedding, become ordained as a minister, and presided over both weddings.

It all seemed too good to be true... and it probably was.

[Return to Hell]

A small portion of Asmodeus' Hell hadn't collapsed. The castle.

In a room on the second floor of the castle, one young demon boy pulled himself back together. That slayer had hurt him, bad, left his flesh purple because of the pain, but had she learned nothing from his father, Asmodeus? His family couldn't be killed, as they were tied to the very foundations of evil, the original sins. He was invincible. He would not make the same mistakes his father had.

He would forge his own image, become his own god. Become a new Demon Lord.

He was Lucipher, he was Legion, he was Satan...

He... was... PRIDE!

To Be Continued...

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