The Queen of Shadows against the Lord of Shadows.

I am sorry but this is a very long Story. Haven´t cut it into multible Chapters, but i hope you still enjoy it :) Comments welcome and now Enjoy

With one finger, Dracula pressed the sword from his neck, amused and smiling. Since he didn't notice any great resistance, the woman probably let him. He immediately realized she was a warrior. Not only was she equipped with 2 of these impressive weapons, no, she had also been able to make a really quick, clean shot for humans. And on top of that, they proved their ability to restrain their strength at the right moment. Besides, she had immediately begun to sample him exactly. In no second her body tension had diminished, that was obvious. So she still saw Him as a threat. This, too, was a good sign of excellent training. This woman relied on her instincts and her physical abilities. She would make an excellent contrast to Zatanna who relied more on her knowledge and her magic. However, Dracula had now become a little more cautious. He didn't want to repeat the mistake with Mendez. And the fact that this woman was on the road with two Asian blades made the matter no less suspicious.

"Very nice blades, my lady. 14th century?" He asked her charmingly.

"13, but close. But don't worry. They' re still sharp enough to hurt you very bad, Mister!" Talia smiled gently back, but it was the smile of a tigress.

"That won't be necessary, my lady. Be so kind and look into my eyes." Breathed Dracula and looked deep into her eyes. His gaze alone was enough to freeze mortals and break their will. Before he would talk to this woman in more detail, he wanted to know more about her. More than she would be willing to say.

He smiled as Talia looked into his eyes and lost her focus and her monotone voice penetrated to his ears.

"Yes, master. As you command, master. Shall I blow you now, master?" Asked the lady, and Dracula was puzzled for a second. Did this woman have hidden submissive tendencies that came to light through hypnosis? Very attractive.

But then the unexpected happened.

"Weirdo!" He heard before Talia's knee pierced his soft part with full force. Even an immortal, almost almighty being like him opened his eyes in Pain as this special pain shot through his whole body. Even if the pure physical damage was healed in seconds thanks to its anatomy, there was the psychological aspect. He fell to his knees and the surprise and the imaginary pain of this attack let the air out of his lungs.

Talia grinned down at him smugly. What a nut. Did this guy really think he could mentally manipulate her? She was Raz Al Ghul's daughter! She had been trained in all kinds of combat from childhood, both physically and mentally. The most capable experts in brainwashing had taught her everything she could possibly know about it. And then this would-be lunatic came along and tried some ridiculous act. Now he was on the floor in front of her and kept his step. However, his pain quickly turned to anger and she could see how he snarled at her. The eyes narrowed and red-hot and the teeth clearly equipped with 2 long fangs. The hissing that escaped his lips was less that of a man than that of an animal. A fucking angry animal.

Dracula fought with the beast inside of him. Even though he had learned to keep the beast in check eons ago, he, like all his children, was not freed from this monstrous side of his ego. In times of extreme lack of blood or pain, the chains that kept the source of his power in check could break. Unfortunately, the beast, as he called it, was an integral part of every child of the night. He was the source of all her power. The beast was the source of all their blood magic, so to speak, yet it was also able to turn a vampire into a bloodthirsty beast that was in no way inferior to a wild werewolf. And this very beast had been awakened by this attack. It could only break to the surface for a single second before Dracula could bring it back under control and put down the pain and the beast with spiritual power. But this one second was enough to demonstrate to the woman what would happen now. Unfortunately, she reacted completely differently than he had expected.

Talia now recognized what was kneeling in front of her and struggling for control. A Children of Kain. A Kainit, or vampire as they were called in these regions. But that didn't surprise her. As a senior member of the Brotherhood of the Shadows, she knew everything there was to know about their kind. Since she was not prepared for such a fight and had no vampire-specific weapons with her, there was only one safe way to get out of here alive. In a flowing motion, she raised the blade. She could still see the vampire pulling his arm up to block, completely surprised by her cold-blooded attack, but this katana was not only old. It was a grandmaster's masterpiece! It cut through human bones as effortlessly as the sun would cut through a piece of butter. Without a single drop of blood staining the blade, it slipped through the vampire's forearm and neck. Both fell slowly to the ground and it took a second for the body to understand that it had no head left. A fountain of blood only then sprang up and as the head fell over the road and stopped a few meters away.

" Crazy. You really think you're scaring me? Heaven! I'm sleeping with Batman and air..." Panicked, she opened her eyes and stared unbelievingly at the severed skull with her eyes just fixed on her.

"So? You're a Maiden of the Batman?" hissed Dracula's head on the ground, still alive against all laws of nature.

"MAIDEN???" Cried Talia and despite her shock, her anger just overcame her fear. With a kick that would have done a football player all honour, she kicked the skull and hurled it far into the forest. Only then did her body begin to tremble.

That vampire should have been dead! She had beheaded him. And yet he had still found the strength to speak to her. And apparently he had already clashed with Bruce. She would play it safe and would pull the body into the burning wreck of her motorcycle, but when she turned to the decapitated body it had also disappeared.

"Damn it!" Screeched and slowly realized that Bruce might at least be worried about this new danger in Gotham. But she wouldn't stop here waiting to die. She ran straight into the forest and used her training to become one with the shadows of the trees. The moonlight was not particularly strong and she could hardly see her hand in front of her eyes, but she was used to the darkness. She felt safe and secure there and few would be able to find her there. In her best days, she could even fool Batman. And she still had an ace up her sleeve. The problem with this forest was that it was impossible for her to use her mobile phone. Even the insulated light of the display could immediately react like a beacon in the darkness. So she cowered in one of the trees and looked strained into the darkness. She could hear the stranger whistle and apparently he approached her position without great haste.

"Time for plan B! Let's see how you asshole can handle this! Anata ga mondai ni ki o kubatte iru no wa jikanda yo! ((Japanese for : It's time you guys took care of the problem!))" she said in fluent Japanese and out of nowhere 2 men appeared next to her. Both wore the classic ninja robes of her honor guard and were each armed with a katana and light submachine guns. The masks of the two only left the eyes free which glowed up briefly as with Dracula.

"Hai!" Both of them said at once and vanished into thin air right next to her.

Dracula went through the forest in a good mood again and had his destination right in front of him. This hunt has been interesting. This little mortal had always been able to surprise him. He thought that was excellent. The thrill of the hunt lived on such lively prey. His hands in his pockets stomped through the undergrowth and seemed in a good mood when he felt a sharp pain on his stomach. Then another one who severed his right foot tendons. Unable to keep his balance he fell to his knees and looked rather amused behind him, where now the 2 ninjas stood and turned back to him. Knocking the dust off her knees, Dracula stood up again and looked at the two dark figures. In the dark of the night the red glowing eyes were clearly visible and as they tore the masks off her face he looked at the clutches of vampires.

"How amusing. I'm beginning to appreciate this lady more and more. " One surprise at a time." Dracula rejoiced and turned her head a little so that crackling of his eddies could be heard.

"We're so glad you like it. But don't worry. We're just gonna play with you for a minute!" One of the vampires screamed and attacked with the katana. However, he found that the Dracula was not quite so easy to defeat when his hand closed around his wrist and he threw the attacker into a tree with an elegant pirouette. His opponent, however, had almost the same superhuman powers as Dracula and whirled around in flight, catching himself light as a feather on the tree and sliding gently back to the ground. As he wiped his lips, he grinned at his partner.

"That one's not bad, brother! With him, we could just waste a few minutes!"

"Oh, how kind." Laughed Dracula, knowing how this fight would end. "So be it! Let's see what you got. Show me that you deserve the blood that flows through your veins."

With his arms spread wide apart and his head hanging, he stood there looking like a doll with the threads cut. But then blood began to waft out of the ground and he laughed loudly while a dark storm was brewing.

"Partial release of category one! All powers may be released below the seventh seal!" With a jerk his head shot up and fixed one of his enemies. But he was less impressed by this show and drew his 2 submachine guns.

"Yeah, yeah, butthead! Eat this!"

The two vampires immediately opened fire from their submachine guns and shot one bullet at a time at Dracula. He just stood there and was torn to shreds by the hail of bullets. Arms and legs were first punctured and then torn off the body when the highly explosive projectiles detonated inside his body. In the forest the shots echoed almost endlessly and through the muzzle fires everything around the three was wrapped in a ghostly thunderstorm of light and darkness.

After they emptied their magazines, the two of them stood there and instinctively reloaded. However, this was hardly necessary anymore as there was only little left of Dracula. No vampire would survive such a hail of bullets and yet Dracula began to regenerate. The blood that was spread all over the ground re-formed into a coarse humanoid form. Here and there you could even see the body parts that weren't destroyed. Here the left hand in the fine elegant white glove, there parts of the head and the rest consisted of bubbling blood.

"Brother?! What is this!" One of them asked the other who just yelled.

"What is this? This isn't DEATH ENOUGH!" He shouted in answer and wanted to open fire, but he didn't get a chance. Dracula's right arm turned into a three meter big mouth with 5 yellowish eyes, all of which were now directed at the screamer. Before he could even raise his hand, the monster head had already reached him and tore him into 2 parts with a bite. Shooting wildly around him, his upper body fell to the ground where it first aged rapidly until it disintegrated to dust. His brother stared unbelievingly at the skull, which was finally caught by a breeze and completely dissipated. Furious at the loss, he threw both submachine guns aside and threw 2 grenades into the strange creature.

With a deafening crash, the grenades tore up the billowing mass of blood and flesh and shortly afterwards stood there again as a full-fledged Dracula. Even if it must have looked invincible and invulnerable to the eyes of others, this was not the case. It was more of a good preparation for this fight. Unfortunately, he had overestimated his opponents. These two vampires relied only on mortal machines and inventions. Their physical and supernatural powers were rather rudimentary and in Dracula hatred of his offspring rose. They were degenerates who were barely worthy of being called a vampire. Even the wildest, most depraved vampires of the past, who were completely addicted to the beast, were worth more than those 2 combined. Accordingly disappointed he stood there and looked at the enemy. With one hand movement he threw a ball of blood, tiny and barely visible, at his enemy and this little ball tore off his leg on his thigh as if a cannon ball had hit him. Screaming with pain, the assassin fell on his back and tried to reach one of his submachine guns. Bleeding he crawled across the floor and just as he reached the gun his hand was torn apart by Dracula. The blood inside his hand became boiling hot before it exploded like a modern explosive.

Panicked with fear, the vampire stared at his enemy and tried to get away from him. Never before had he seen a vampire with such incredible powers. They both had been captured and conditioned years ago by the Brotherhood of Shadows. They had always formed the top of the food chain within the Brotherhood and now they both looked like schoolboys.

"WHAT YOU ARE!" he yelled at Dracula, who now became even more angry.

"WHAT IS WITH YOU!?! GO ON! REGENERATE YOUR LEGS! CHANGE YOUR SHAPE!" Dracula yelled at him and looked into an anxious face that just disgusted him. It made him sick to be the forefather of such a creature. "COME ON! SHOW ME HOW DANGEROUS YOU ARE! And I really thought this fight could give me pleasure! But you're not a child of the night! You are unworthy to call yourself a child of blood! A disgrace! THAT IS WHAT YOU ARE!" He yelled.

"I'm as much a vampire as you are!" The fallen replied and hoped that he would not kill him but this time Dracula did not keep his anger in check. Steaming and billowing, blood poured from his suit, distorting the once human form into a grotesque shape with claws, and dozens of eyes of varying sizes opened on his skin. They all scurried around before focusing on the enemy lying on the ground.

The vampire on the ground knew it was over. Whatever it was that was assaulting him wasn't a vampire. It was as little a vampire as Superman was a creature from Earth. This... THING... was a spawn of hell! A nightmare of molding from Hell. And he'd take him with him. At that moment, he envied his Fallen Brother. He had simply been torn to pieces and died quickly and painfully. He himself would not be able to share this fate. He saw hundreds of mouths in different sizes forming from the being. Each of them looked rough like a dog or a wolf or something else.....

Then they came. All at once. They all shot out of the Central Mass and he closed his eyes. He had done a lot in his life and never regretted anything. Then he opened his eyes and the first time he made Dracula proud.

"Fuck you, asshole!"

Talia sat more or less relaxed on the tree. She would have liked to see a fight between vampires once, but 2 against 1 was a given end. She heard the crack of machine guns and shortly afterwards the explosion of grenades. Then she heard the sound of the voice screaming. She couldn't understand the words. It sounded like the end had come.

And then she heard it. An abyssal scream of panic and horror. This scream lasted only a few seconds before it ended completely abruptly. The silence after this cry was even more terrible than the cry itself. It was like the whole forest was holding its breath in panic.

Talia soared up on the branch and clasped the handle of her sword tighter. That voice hadn't sounded like the stranger. More like one of her people. But that would mean she lost one of her men. That was almost impossible. The two had been selected by a long hand and on top of that were trained by their father's best people. The brutal training of the Brotherhood of Shadows with the abilities of a vampire was a previously unbeatable combination. She was almost shocked when lightning cast a shadow over her. Behind her stood Dracula with her arms crossed and looked down at her. In one hand he had a submachine gun and one of the swords he now dropped carelessly from the tree. The interpretation of this gesture was clear. They were no match for this man. Not even his clothes showed the slightest sign of a struggle.

"Not bad at all, sonny! Fancy a job? She grinned at him but secretly dropped a smoke bomb into her hand.

"I am honored by the offer, but I fear I serve no one. We were at Batman's, weren't we?" He grinned down to her. And again she managed to surprise him. A small ball fell on the tree and in a flash of lightning a large carpet of smoke formed around it. Thanks to his superior senses, the grenade's dazzling effect was doubly bad for him. He protected his eyes and when he could see again the young lady had disappeared.

"Oh. I respect your courage, young lady. Very well. Let's see how many surprises you have left." He laughed and jumped down from the tree. Looking around, he grinned. In the short time the woman had hidden really well. With his normal senses, he couldn't see her. Smiling, he went in one direction and laughed in a good mood.

"You have my respect. "Usually when I get closer, a person's heart sounds like this." He clapped quickly and loudly into his hands, which sounded like a racing heart. "But your heart..." Suddenly he reduced the pace and Talia cursed inwardly. This man's clapping was congruent with her own heartbeat. That could only mean he could hear it. At a distance of almost 20 meters, in the middle of the forest, hidden behind a tree. His hearing had to be truly superhuman. An escape would be difficult. But she wasn't just anyone. She was Talia Al Ghul.

Dracula had to admit that his instincts had guided her well. This woman was incredibly good even in her weak human form. She understood how to scurry through the darkness of the woods like a shadow. He still couldn't see her. Even though he could hear her very clearly, she knew how to avoid his view in a masterly way. This hunt was just too intoxicating. It was almost a pity he couldn't keep his hearing down. But he had to admit to himself that otherwise she probably would have escaped him. But maybe it was time to show her who her new husband was, because it was now perfectly clear that he wanted this woman! And he would take them right here in the forest before he would return to Zatanna. He clapped his hands out loud and Talia flinched. That clapping sounded like an announcement. She looked over her shoulder at the tree she was hiding behind, he stood vertically at the trunk and looked down at her. She immediately rolled off and struck with the sword, but when she hit the man's body, he exploded in a swarm of bats scattered in the forest.

She began to realize that she could never escape this man. He always knew exactly where she was. So she did what every predator that was pushed into a corner did. She would attack and destroy her enemy!

Self-confidently she stepped on an open clearing and drew now also the second Katana. While she led the first one upside down with the blade up, she had the sword in her left hand upside down. That's how she was used to fighting and that's how she'd get out of here. Except for Bruce, she had never lost. And she wouldn't die here. She'd go back to her son.

"Well, my dear boy. Let's get this over with. I'm tired of this game," she said confidently and waited for her opponent.

Dracula smiled down at her from above. He'd been in a tree the whole time playing with her. However, he had expected this move from her. That woman was a fighter. And he would reward her. He slowly fell down from the tree and landed calmly in front of her and smiled at her.

"You have earned my respect, young lady. "Unlike these inferior creatures who have defended you, you show no fear." He smiled and in his hand sparkled a katana he picked up from one of the dead. He led it to his chest and adopted a classic Asian fighting posture. "Shall we begin the dance, dear lady?"

"As you wish, my lord. I confess you' re too good! And believe me! I have very high expectations," she growled and literally hated to say. But there was no way she could have underestimated that guy. She would fight this fight with honor. She crossed the blades and bowed slightly only to charge off. The following fight was fast and fierce. The 3 Katana cut so fast through the air that they could hardly be seen anymore. One feint after another and both fighters fought in an area that few people would ever reach. Although Dracula had the experience of thousands of years, he had to admit that this woman was the better fighter. However, his strength and speed compensated for this disadvantage. Though he enjoyed this fight. He led the Katanas quickly and deftly but Talia whirled around like a dervish and varied their attacks over and over again. It was hardly possible to see the blade storm she unleashed before.

The two danced a dance of death in the middle of the forest. But in Dracula the desire to possess this woman became more and more powerful! Her elegant movements, her breathtaking body, accentuated by her tight-fitting leather suit, almost seemed hypnotic to him. And then it happened. For a second, distracted by his instincts, Talia took advantage of this weakness.

Talia's sword broke through the block and cut through his chest. A satisfied smile played around her beautiful lips as she looked at the blood on her blade. She was guaranteed to lose this fight in the long run because she knew that she could not maintain this speed and ferocity forever. But she'd go down gracefully. Raised head. Like an Al Ghul! And her father would avenge her or even revive her in the cavern.

Dracula staggered a few steps back and grabbed his chest and looked at the blood on his fingers and then at Talia. He smiled for a second before saying.

"You are a true fighter! You are truly worthy! I confess to being the best fighter I've seen in my long life. Your skill with the blade is superior to mine." Nodded Dracula and bowed slightly. However, he did not let the enemy out of his sight for a second. Another hit would be more or less embarrassing. Slowly and deliberately the two circled around and even Talia was now having a hard time breathing.

"Thank you. I even believe you mean that honestly," Talia smiled and actually felt a little pride in those words. This man, this vampire had certainly fought for several hundred years against many enemies. And that she was the best of them all made her very proud. Unfortunately, this pride was also the first step towards their downfall.

Dracula had immediately noticed this pride in her voice. And that's where it would start. While they now exchanged only slight blows, he looked closely at her. Talia misinterpreted his piercing look by trying to see her movements beforehand. But that's not what he did. He used his hypnotic powers again only this time clearly more subtly.

"So you're with Batman? Does he even know what he's got on you" he asked and parried a blow from her to dive under the blade and stand behind her. But she whirled around just as quickly and attacked again only to land in his block.

"No one knows what he has in me!" she grinned and looked further into his eyes.

"That may be true, but I see a fire in your eyes. You must have been under the influence of strange herbs that day, or did Batman conquer you in battle," he grinned and had to face a series of furious blows.

"Conquered me? Pah! Ridiculous! How can you think such nonsense! I slept with him because I wanted to, not because he overcame me," she hissed angrily and did not realize what he was doing.

"I understand! I have to admit, I just got to meet him the other day, too. It was a very relaxing meeting. Calm and relaxing," he smiled and attacked her playfully. Significantly slower than before but Talia's movements were also not as fast as before. But that wasn't because she was tired, but because she overestimated her own resistance to hypnosis at the moment and still couldn't grasp Dracula's power. Since the moment they had begun this pause in fighting, Dracula had already begun to let his power act on them.

" You don't look like a woman getting involved with a man like that." He smiled and dropped his guard a little so she could attack. What was important to him was that she didn't think he had that gift. It was necessary that she continued to concentrate on the fight.

"Like you know anything about that, Sonny! When I look at what happened out of our son it was a good decision," she grinned cheekily and winked at him. Why did she even tell him that?

"A child? You mean Batman has an heir," Dracula asked in astonishment, yet a diabolical thought came to his mind.

"Yes, we have a son!" she said, shook her head in confusion and dropped her guard. Something was wrong, went through her mind but Dracula didn't give her time to think. He attacked her again and struck her with his sword. Talia's movements were now rather dazed and slow and yet she didn't notice anything since Dracula seemed to move as slowly as she moved herself.

"When I look at your abilities I wonder how he earned this honor," he asked during the attack and slowly pushed it against a tree.

"Bruce doesn't deserve me? Mhm He was always a little soft in his actions! If he had listened to me, this town would have been peaceful long ago," she thought.

It wasn't like those thoughts were new to her now. She often thought that she and Bruce were very different. Physically, he was exactly what she was looking for in a man. Fighting, he was on a par with her and his mind was sharper than any katana in the world. But his code of ethics was something she just couldn't handle. He could achieve so much if he understood that the hard decisions had to be made.

"What business is it of you who deserved me or not?!" she asked and struck powerlessly with the sword.

Dracula didn't even have to raise his sword because the blade went far past him. She was almost in a trance and it was time to take the next step. Soon she was the Seine.

"I think we should take a break. I'm feeling tired already." He breathed and looked deep into her eyes, which now glowed clearly red again as a symbol of his power.

"His eyes... Something was with his eyes! What happened to those eyes? I should use the break... Rest then I'll get back on it!"

"Well? Are you flopping yet? I expected more from you," she grinned and felt the weight of the Katanas in her hands.

"It's exhausting to fight at such a high level. You can't deny that. We should just take a little break. Relax for a moment. You want this fight to go on as epic as it was? You want to show me all your skills. Just a few seconds to rest and relax. Then you will show me all your skills." Dracula smiled and fixed her gaze through his blood magic.

"Just tell me when to go on." Grinned them dull and lowered the blades. "just rest a few seconds and then I'll show him! I just need to rest and relax for a moment."

Dracula could see her body relax. It was the sign of his victory. She had been too focused on combat and had not kept her mental defences as stable as it would have been necessary. It may have been a sneaky attack from him, but Batman certainly didn't deserve such a woman.

"Yes, just a short break to take a deep breath. A few simple deep breaths. Breathe in and out! So am I. Take a deep breath. And continue to relax the body."

"Yes... Just relax a little." Talia answered and just nodded.

"And since we're resting, we don't need our weapons any more. They're so heavy. So heavy! With each breath, more strength disappears from the arms. With each breath they become heavier and heavier. It would be so nice to let them go. Unless we fight, we don't need swords!"

Talia stared only into the red eyes in front of her and her breath went deep and calm. She hardly noticed the two swords slipping out of her hands.

"Batman doesn't deserve a woman like you! You're the better fighter. You are superior in all respects." Breathed Dracula and nodded in agreement while Talia nodded.

"It was a mistake to get involved with him. It was all about having a child from him."

"Yes... child..." she smiled at the thought of Damien. He had really been worth getting involved with Bruce.

"Tell me your name."

"Talia Al Ghul." Breathed her now completely into a trance.

"Talia. Tell me what bothers you about Batman." He certainly nodded and allowed himself a second to look at her body.

"He's too gentle. He's afraid to do what's necessary. He could achieve so much more if he would stop saving the lives of his enemies. He just doesn't understand that my father is more effective than he is."

That's all he needed. A lever. A starting point. It would certainly be enough to just transform them and subdue their minds, but that wasn't enough this time. He wanted all the feelings she felt for Bruce Wayne to be reversed. It was an interesting coincidence of fate that he found her.

"He doesn't understand how stupid he acts. That all his actions will ultimately be completely superfluous. He's weak! He's naive! He doesn't understand that he's incapable."

"Yes.... Weak... naive... incapable..." Talia replied monotonously.

"You need a man equal to you. A man who is not only physically but also mentally like you. A man who not only understands you, but who knows exactly what a woman like you needs."

"Yes... what... I need..."

"Bruce Wayne is a weakling! It's worth less than a worm!"

Talia just nodded at those words and stared at him willingly.

"Batman is not worthy of you. You always knew but never wanted to admit it to yourself. It was terrible with him. It was hell to spend time with him. He is disgusting." Dracula smiled diabolically and saw how Talia's features remained completely emotionless when she answered him.

"He is despicable. I've always known."

"That's right, Talia. Tell me what you think of Batman," he asked and planned his next move.

"I despise him. He's not worth mine."

"That's right. But he's not the only man you have. Just think of... Bruce Wayne! A woman like you would never get involved with a man like that. On the streets at night as Batman and without a chance of success. And during the day a playboy who's incapable of satisfying a woman like you. Bruce Wayne is almost more contemptible than Batman."

"I hate Bruce Wayne." She nodded dazed and now believed everything Dracula said without resistance.

"The mere thought of you conceiving a child with him disgusts you. You can't bear to let him touch you. It's time to make him feel how you feel about him, isn't it?"

"Yes... I can't take it anymore."

"The thought of you getting involved with him disgusts you."

"It disgusts me!"

"There was no more humiliating moment in your life than when he fucked you. You would do anything to erase that stain from your life."

"I would do anything to forget this moment!" She said with a slight hint of disgust.

"Tell me Talia. What is your highest aspiration in your life?"

"Perfection." She answered immediately without even thinking for a second.

Talia had been raised from an early age to be the ultimate weapon. If she had been a man, she would never have lost in battles with Batman. But she had a dexterity that men lacked. Her hand eye coordination was legendary and she had learned from the best of the best. The hardest school you could think of was her life. But she had never regretted all this. On the contrary. She had inherited her father's ambition and was completely convinced of his goals. That's why she had pushed herself to her limits over and over again and even let herself get involved with Bruce. She hated herself but it had been necessary. A child of hers and his, with the right education, would take her place if she could no longer. That's why she had Damien taken away and trained with her father. She couldn't risk this naive wimp spoiling her son's spirit.

"That's it, Talia! Perfection is the most important thing for you! You need a man who not only pushes you to your limits, but also forces you to overcome them over and over again. Ever since you can think you've been distorting yourself to the ONE man who's superior in all respects. Where you can measure yourself and continue along the path of perfection. Nothing scares you more than to let up! to see your abilities wasting away through age and infirmity."

Then he kicked her and hit her in the stomach with full force. The pain immediately tore her out of her trance and she crashed violently against a tree. Her head hit hard against the bark and she lay there dazed. The force of the kick had been so great that she had even lost her weapons and dazed she looked at her enemy.

"As I suppose the break is over?" She coughed and felt some blood in her mouth which she immediately spat out and completely defenseless she waited for the deadly attack, which did not come however.

On the contrary, she saw Dracula pick up one of her katanas and throw it to her. Confused, she picked up the blade and stood up ready to fight again.

"You are really good, but far from reaching your limits. I see the potential in you! Come on! Let me show you your limits to overcome them together!" Dracula smiled and went at her. Now, regardless of his superior strength and speed, Talia was able to hold its own for a while.

"Show-off! I will overcome you and come out of this fight stronger than ever!" she hissed furiously and quickly shook off the strange tiredness of her body. She thought this came from the kick and still didn't occur to her that she had been standing in front of him for almost an hour.

"I believe you young lady, i do indeed." Dracula smiled and hit her block with such force that Talia fell to the ground. "I fear that you will not have much time left to reach my level before your limits are reached and the lot of all mortals will come to you!"

She struggled to get herself up again and shook out her right arm, which hurt heavily after this attack.

"And what kind of fate would that be?"

"Grow old!" Dracula smiled and left Talia in charge of the fight. He felt immediately that these words made her angry because the power and ferocity of her attacks increased once more, but it was the last rebellion of one defeated.

Finally, breathing heavily, she sunk to her knees in front of him and cursing, she slammed her hands into the forest floor. He was right. She would never be better than she was now. Her body was at the best level of her life. From now on, it could only get worse. She would get old and her hands would start to shake. She would no longer be a threat to anyone and watch others come after her and measure herself against her abilities. Furious, she looked up at her opponent who was still standing in front of her and before the fight. His breath was neither faster nor did he sweat at all. He would be able to continue this fight for years to come. Always at the limit of its strength, without getting tired or diminishing. He would still be as fit in 100 years as he is now, probably even fitter and wiser. There were no upper limits for him.

If she were like him, she'd have an eternity to get better. She would never grow old or get sick. That was true immortality. Not what her father went through. No! That man in front of her had everything she wanted, and yet she wouldn't give up. Never!

With a loud scream she rushed forward and rammed her shoulder into Dracula's stomach and tried to tear him from her feet. The latter, however, simply stuck one foot into the ground and her attack was ineffective, whereupon she took a violent blow into the spine and fell back at his feet. Panting and with stars in front of her eyes she saw him kneeling next to her and stroking her over the head.

"A disgrace! I could teach you so many things!"

"Do you really think you can teach me something?! You son of a bitch, you're only superior to me because you're a fucking vampire! "If you were human, you wouldn't see fuckin' Ground against me, asshole!" She yelled at him angrily and Dracula turned her gently on her back and stood over her and looked down at her.

"Oh, my beautiful Mortal. "So far I've enjoyed the fight with you far too much to insult you with such cheap tricks." He lied insolently but very well here. "You haven't seen any of my powers yet, but if you wish, I'll be happy to demonstrate them to you!"

With these words he reached out his hand to her and pulled her up on her legs and gave her a hand-kiss. Talia felt a wave of relaxation glide over her body and her breath, just out of control, calmed down suddenly. She felt like at the beginning of the fight. Completely rested and relaxed and even the pain in her muscles had vanished. Unbelieving she looked at the gallant adversary and at her hand.

"What are you doing?" She asked sceptically.

"I honor a fighter!" Dracula smiled and went back to her weapon and handed it to her: "Besides, I don't think a woman like you seriously has anything to do with this Batman! "I've only met him once, but he is far below you!" He said calmly and Talia spat out when the name was mentioned.

"Don't mention this guy again! I needed a child from him! That was all! And I've regretted nothing in my life more than that! But good! Then show me what you really got, mister... forgive... what have you been called anyway? If we're going to duel honorably, it's only fair to know who my enemy is, isn't it? I am Talia Al Ghul of the Brotherhood of Shadows! Daughter of Raz al Ghul!" She said and looked at her counterpart again. She would certainly learn a lot from him and her chances of survival had just increased massively.

"I had many names in my long life. Once, before unthinkable time, I was called Kain."

"Like Kain in the Bible?" Laughed Talia without believing him and Dracula nodded at her

"But a long time ago I have been given a more significant name which in these times has a reputation more pleasing to me."

With these words he disappeared from her field of vision and stood directly behind her and she felt his hand directly on her neck as he breathed into her ear.

"Vlad Tepes Dracul of Romania! Or in your words. Count Dracula!"

Talia's eyes not only widened in shock at this thought-fast attack. The sound of that name alone! Of course she had read all the books about Dracula! And often wondered if he was real. And now she stood here fighting the most famous vampire of all time! And yes. He was fast! He could have killed her with a single attack without her even being able to react.

"Well, then should I call you, Your Highness?" She smiled and leaned against him. There was something fascinating about his cool skin.

"When I'm done with you, you'll say some very different things to me, beautiful Talia Al Ghul!" Dracula promised and let go of her. Talia could imagine exactly what he meant and stood in front of him grinning and pulled down the zipper of her motorcycle outfit so that her tits were clearly better to see. Still it was only a blazing cleavage but it was a seductive sight.

"Believe me, my lord! I'm very particular about fighters, but as for my lovers I have a ten times higher bar! And don't come with BATMAN!" She angrily hissed at him.

"Maybe we'll check this out!" Dracula smiled coquettishly and waited for her attack. He effortlessly intercepted her attack with 2 fingers and Talia's lightning-fast kick failed at his immobile forearm as if she had kicked a rock. While she was standing on one leg in front of him, he suddenly rushed towards her and she found herself with her back against a tree. Dracula's body pressed against hers and she wrapped one leg seductively around his waist.

"Is you Highness just as fast when it comes to fucking?" She laughed amusedly but could hardly deny a certain fascination for this man anymore.

"Oh, you know what they say about Romanian princes. Bad in battle, good in bed!" He grinned confidently before dodging a series of attacks. Now that he no longer pretended to be mortal it was a cat and mouse game that Talia could not win but apparently visibly enjoyed it.

"That's what they say? And what makes you think I'm so easy to conquer?" She said just before a jump with both blades pointed at him. But the swords drilled harmlessly into the earth and nothing more of Dracula could be seen. But out of nowhere she was grabbed and her head turned to one side. Before she could react she felt his lips on hers and his tongue penetrated demandingly into her mouth and fought a wild fight of her own with Talia's tongue.

While the kiss lasted only briefly, probably because Talia took the chance to ram the pommel of a sword into his stomach, she stood there grinning and licked her lips.

"You know I'm not impressed by this? Though you kiss quite agreeably!" She admitted looking at Dracula pointing at her chest. She looked down in surprise and could see that the zipper was now open over her tits. Below the black latex bra was now clearly visible and her tits pushed forward with every breath. Talia laughed amusedly and grinned broadly as she opened it a little more and pulled the top aside with one hand. Now her bra was completely visible and also how her breasts lifted and lowered.

"Men are all the same!" She sighed a little bored and rolled her eyes. "Come on! Come on! You wanted to prove to me that I could learn something from you! Show me where your limits are Count...!"

She could no longer pronounce the last words because she had been pressed against a tree again and Dracula had grabbed both wrists from her. She struggled a little with her legs but it was hopeless. There was no escape and she was at his mercy. A feeling she admittedly enjoyed extremely. His face was only a handwidth away from his and she could clearly perceive the male smell of him.

"Mhm! That's impressive! And what's next? Are you trying to hypnotize me again? And fuck me? Is that what you want, my lord?" Breathed and licked his lips.

"No!" He smiled and let her go and took a little distance from her, much to her surprise.

"I will make you my bride!" He just admitted.

"A bride of Dracula?" She asked and raised the brow. "You mean you want to make me a vampire? Why do you think I wanted this? If I wanted this, I would've asked one of my partners!" She asked, although she wasn't really sure why she had never thought of it before.

"NEVER COMPARE ME TO THESE WORMS!" Dracula took it in a much angrier way than she wanted to. And yet this fit of rage had an impressive effect on Talia. With one blow, the noble, gallant warrior before her had become a wild, bestial creature. Glowing eyes, a deeper voice and the catches of a true predator.

"I offer you TRUE immortality! More than that!" He said as he went up in smoke and moved freely in the forest. For Talia, however, it looked as if he had disappeared and his remaining words came to her ear from ever different positions.

"Eternal beauty! Your grace will never pass. Your strength will only increase. You think you're good already? Imagine what you could achieve with my powers! Imagine them talking about the bride Draculas in a thousand years. The deadliest blade ever. No one would ever reach your talent."

Talia started to tremble. The first time since this fight had begun the ice-cold killer trembled. But it was not of fear or shyness. It was tense. What Dracula told her was exactly what she needed to hear right now. A way to escape aging without using the cave. On top of that, a wide range of new powers would make her even more deadly. But was it worth sacrificing his soul for? She had seen what the cave could do when her father tried to revive Robin. It had been horrible.

"You think that's all I care about?" She asked uncertainly as he stood in front of her and stroked her cheek out of nowhere. The cool hand touched her gently and tenderly and she turned her head so that he could touch her better.

"I offer you what you want most!" He slowly breathed into her ear. Talia just wanted to return that there was more than eternal life than he said. "Revenge on Bruce Wayne!"

Talia looked at him with big eyes and staggered back. Revenge on Wayne?! How did he know Bruce Wayne was Batman? He was Dracula. That was the easiest answer to that question. But how could he have seen through her so quickly? Was her hatred of this wretched worm so obvious? Was she that transparent? Or was Dracula just a very good observer?

"Can you promise me that, Vlad?" She asked and grabbed him by the shirt with both hands.

"I can do this!" He said before she pulled him to her and kissed him greedily and now pressed her tongue into his mouth demandingly. His hands wrapped around her until she made a small jump and her legs swung his hips. As her tongues played wildly with each other and the kiss became hotter and hotter, Dracula pressed her against one of the trees and she moaned lustfully at his wildness.

"Mh! According to Bram Stoker, you have more than one bride! What would I be?" She asked slightly out of breath and tightened her legs on Soda's now Dracula started pounding.

"The second! Does it bother you?" He asked before sliding his tongue over her neck.

"Depends on how good she looks!" She laughed and gasped excitedly as she felt his lips on her neck. "Will you mind if we both have fun without you?" She grinned and then pushed him away and ran her hands over her body.

"What was that like? Romanian princes are bad at fighting but good in bed?" She purred as she jumped at him and tore off her feet. Dracula was not surprised by her ferocity, Dr. Mendez and Zatanna had already shown him that today's women were different, but it was still a different kind of ferocity than his first bride and a completely different kind than the more submissive Zatanna.

As soon as Talia felt him under her, she pinched his arms under her knees and squatted on his chest. Purring, she let her hands move down over her neck, over her tits to her stomach. She rolled her eyes and looked at him with relish as she squeezed her tits together with her upper arms.

Dracula grinned at her and obviously enjoyed the view and looked to the right and left where his arms were pinned to the floor. He enjoyed the way of Talia.

Talia, on the other hand, enjoyed her position just as much. She'd find out now if this man was worth it or not. In the fight he was perhaps superior to her and also his offer was more than interesting but if she wanted to get involved with him for all times she would put him through his paces. A hand slipped to her boot and she pulled out a stiletto. She used it to drive up from her belly button between her tits, playing with the flat side of the blade on her bra. Then she slipped the tip of the blade to her neck and then grabbed the blade with the other hand.

Dracula could see her grabbing and dripping blood from her clenched fist and only briefly waving her face. She then held her bleeding hand over his mouth and dripped a few drops of blood into his moon.

"We'll see how you're holding your ground!" She said and licked her blade before grabbing and pulling his hair and growling severely. "What are you gonna do about Batman?"

"I intend to kill him!" He answered and as he licked the blood off his lips

"Many have tried that! Why do you think you of all people are gonna do that?" Asked and let the blade swing over his neck.

"Because I'll have YOU by my side." He said before he turned to fog and took shape behind her. Talia just grinned broadly as she felt him behind her. She now knelt with her legs apart on the forest floor and felt him slide one hand over her neck and the other one sliding along her left arm to pull her hand towards his lips. She tried to resist and yet his power was so overwhelming that he probably didn't even notice that she fought back. She felt him licking her hand and the wound closing directly. Hardly had he tasted the blood she heard him moan sensually and her hand on her neck squeezed a little. She felt the air stay away from her and he could decapitate her with a jerk. The feeling of being so at his mercy turned her on.

With a trembling voice she looked gasped ponderously as he let go of her neck again a little.

"Promise me I'll get my revenge on him! PROMISE ME!"

Dracula could hear a newly awakened arousal in her voice, yet her voice sounded a little pleading. He got up and helped her up on her feet to look at you. He put his arms around you and pulled you towards him. Looking deep into her eyes he smiled at her as his hands moved to her perfectly shaped ass. Talia felt his strong hands sliding along the leather and grabbing her ass. She could clearly feel the growing excitement in his pants and in his eyes the rising greed. And yet he was looking at you gently and trustingly.

"I promise you we'll stand over his body together!" He smiled and tried to sound soft. But that's not what Talia wanted from a man, she'd never wanted before. She had no need for tenderness or banalities. For her it was only important that she could rely on the man, that he was worthy of her and that he would help her to become better. If he looked as good as Dracula, that was a big plus! If he was good in bed on top of that it was almost perfect! But it wasn't that easy to satisfy her! She had extremely high expectations. That's why she pushed him off and jumped him again. With the dagger on his neck, Dracula staggered backwards through the forest while Talia had wrapped him tightly and pulled his hair with the other hand to make him look at her.

"I DON'T WANT TO STAND AT HIS GRAVE, YOU IDIOT! I WANT YOU TO WATCH HIM FUCK MY BRAINS OUT AND THEN I WANT YOU AND ME TO DO IT OVER HIS DEAD BODY! DO YOU UNDERSTAND THAT!? I WANT TO SEE HIM SUFFER FOR ALL I'VE ENDURED! I WANT TO SEE HOW LITTLE HE MEANS TO ME!" she hissed and didn't even give him the chance to answer. For as soon as she had shouted out her anger she pulled his head between her tits and pressed him with both hands against her chest.

Dracula perhaps did not understand how the present time worked but he was not completely stupid. Besides, it was enough playing. He would now enjoy his new bride. Lustfully his hands sought out her ass and Talia groaned lustfully as she felt him licking her tits and his lips caressing her trembling flesh.

"YES! DRACULA! SHOW ME WHY I SHOULD BE YOUR WIFE!" She screamed and stretched her tits against him. Her legs just held him tighter until he fell to the ground. Sitting on him she tugged her latex bra off her right breast and pulled his head towards her naked breast.

"MHMM YEAH YEAH DRACULA! LICK ON MY NIPPLES" she hissed and immediately felt exactly what he was doing. The whole fight had aroused her to the core and so she moaned up as he kneaded her ass and sucked greedier at her nipple. She threw her head back into the neck and a widely echoing YES echoed through the forest. "What's going on big bad vampire! Did you lose your teeth? I thought she was biting your victims," she teased him wildly and pulled his head away from her breast. Pulling wildly at his hair, she looked down at him. "Show me that horny monster! Show me what an inhuman animal YOU ARE," she demanded.

Dracula hissed wildly up to her and his fangs advanced out of his jaw. Fascinated, Talia looked down at him as his eyes began to glow blood-red. That's exactly what she needed now! Fierce animal sex! The possibility of sexually subjugating him! Show him that no MAN could take her. Her lustful gaze turned into a shrill animal scream as Dracula's head rushed forward, drilling his catches deep into the flesh of her breast. The pain almost robbed her of her senses and yet she was almost immediately overcome by a wave of horniness that made her body tremble. Her eyes rolled up while her pelvis rolled wildly and spasmodically back and forth on his lap. That under his pants a rock-hard tail pressed against her pants she got only incidentally with. She could feel every movement of his teeth on her tits. And by her own lustful convulsions she could not prevent it that his catches moved deeply in her hot flesh, which strengthened again around the greed in her body. " YESSSSSS! YESSS YOU BASTARD!! SUCK MY BLOOD OUT OF MY TITS YOU ASSHOLE!! JAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA" she roared loudly into the darkness.

Dracula enjoyed it as much as she did. Her body was torn back and forth with lust and her blood was delicious. It tasted old and noble at the same time. Surely she was of a pure bloodline. On top of that, her bust size was almost perfect. He could hardly wait to ram his throbbing cock into one of their holes or watch Zatanna and Talia would fuck each other to his satisfaction. JAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA" she roared loudly into the darkness.

Dracula enjoyed it as much as she did. Her body was torn back and forth with lust and her blood was delicious. It tasted old and noble at the same time. Surely she was of a pure bloodline. On top of that, her bust size was almost perfect. He could hardly wait to ram his throbbing cock into one of their holes or watch Zatanna and they would do it to his satisfaction. He also enjoyed the brisk, wild and demanding nature of Talia. Although she reminded him a little of the first night with his first bride, it was different. She had a purposeful wildness. While Mendez had retrospectively been an uncontrolled embodiment of the animal that had shown no control, Talia was different. She was controlled, knew what she wanted and was a very dominant lover. Especially a savage. He pulled his catches out of her skin and pulled on her hair which made Talia scream with pain and horniness. Dracula's catches then drilled themselves into their exposed necks, leaving Talia screaming. Pain and lust merged into an ecstatic mix that released their greed explosively. In a violent orgasm she came and sank to the ground. Her breath was fast and fierce and her eyes were covered in lust. With her arms outstretched she lay in the cool grass trying to calm her breath. Daringly, she noticed something spreading her legs. Exhausted she managed to lift her head and see what happened when her Leathertrousers were torn and she felt a tongue penetrating deep into her still twitching pussy.

"What?! ARGHHHHHHHH HM Yesssss!" she screamed again and ran her hands through her hair. She tried to rise up but again and again her body was shaken back and forth with pleasure. His tongue just drove her crazy.

"IS THAT ALL?!? Arghhhh I think you are Draculaaaaaaaaaaaaa fucking shit! Fuck me already! FUCK ME WITH YOUR IMORTAL COCK YOU DEAD FUCKING MONSTER! RAM THIS UNHOLY DICK INTO MY PUSSY" she roared and finally managed to position one foot on Dracula's shoulder. With a sudden jerk she hurled him away and rolled onto all fours. "NOW YOU'RE MINE!" Screeched like a wildcat and looked at Dracula as if he was her newest toy. He lay on his back and grinned broadly.

"I think I'm starting to enjoy this century!" he grinned before Talia attacked him like a fury. She wrestled him down and pressed him into the ground while she freed his cock from his pants and wailed him hard. She knelt on his left arm and pressed the other arm down. She wanted control back. She looked admiringly at the big stiff cock and licked her lips.

"And now you're mine!" she breathed and slowed down the pace of her right hand. Slowly but with a lot of pressure she started to play with his cock. Her thumb circled his thick glans while she bent over him and kissed hot.

Dracula's resistance has so far been limited because he was distracted by her hand. She knew exactly how to stimulate a man and Dracula's lust went into the immeasurable, but she did not grant him salvation. Again and again she licked over the hard cock and hit with it against her tits. "Mhm Yes! And there's nothing you can do about it!" She said when she spoiled his cock with her teeth just to let him go.

"Oh, yeah?" Dracula moaned and looked at her and concentrated his will.

"Sit on me!"

"YOU ASSHOLE!" Talia moaned but could not resist. With her legs apart, she climbed over Dracula and slowly sank to her knees. With one hand she grabbed his cock and led him to his waiting crotch. Whether he really influenced her mind or not, she didn't care. That was a welcome excuse to finally fuck him. However, she intended to make him suffer a little bit and let his cock remain just before her Cunt only to scream out loud. Dracula had moved right behind her through his magic and before she realized what exactly had happened her eyes twisted in an ecstatic explosion. Dracula's cock had impaled her in a hard merciless thrust and threw her on all fours. For a felt eternity, the two remained in exactly this position until Talia's Pussy had adapted to the intruder. With slow movements she started to let her ass circle and felt every movement of him inside her body.

"Yes... Yes... Well, here we go....... help... me-- to..forget.....Batman... and... i am...... yours...l... hi...l... ARGHHHHHHHHHH" she cried out lustfully as Dracula started to take her wildly on command. Each thrust elicited a hot wild scream from her and then she felt him slapping her hard on the ass. The sudden pain only turned her on more and with wild hot insults she only spurred him on more.

It did not take long until from their hot insults however begging whimpering for more. She didn't want to admit it to himself but he just fucked her soul out of her body. He mastered them by hook or by crook. She was at his mercy, and Dracula knew it. Her breathing and voice were raging as she massaged her tits with one hand.

"Talia... you..... arghhh... mine!.... Mmmm yes..... I.... will...show... you... a world... that only I can show you... I... will form you like... a sculbture to a... weapon of unbelievable... Power...!" Dracula moaned wildly between his hard shots and Talia gave him as much resistance as she could.

"Yes... yes.... oh my GOD YES!!! DON'T STOP!!! NEVER STOP!!!! SHOW ME WHAT I'LL BE CAPABLE OF!! Teach ME HOW TO BE YOU!!!!" she screamed full of lust before she cried out in pain. Dracula pulled at her hair until she knelt impaled by his tail with her back to him on the floor.

"And soon we'll both be fuckin on Bruce Wayne's body!"

The last thing Talia knew was that a never-ending orgasm robbed her of her senses. The last understandable word that left her lips was a long drawn-out yes.