text: It looked like spring break in Acapulco at Rochelle's dorm. No, this makes one of those spring break girls showing their tits videos look tame. Naked students sprawled in the grass around the front of the dorm, drinking, smoking, and fucking. It was debauchery at its finest. A strange part of her wanted to join in and revel in the sea of lust with her Master.
  
  "Well, this should be easy," muttered Bev. "I doubt any of them will care what we do."
  
  Rochelle peered into the future. I walk into the dorm alone. A white male grabs me, forcefully fucks me. Others show up and take turns with me. Daevia arrives, gathering her followers. I am brought...
  
  "It won't be," Rochelle sighed. "They'll think everyone's fair game. In their lust addled brain everyone's willing, and if they see us, they'll want to fuck us."
  
  "Well, what should we do."
  
  I walk into the dorm with Bev and Mindy. Mindy shoots three men before she's tackled and fucked. Bev bludgeons with her sword but she is quickly overpowered. Then I am easily grabbed. Daevia arrives, gathering her followers. Rochelle abandoned that future.
  
  I walk in the dorm with Bev, Mindy, and the entire lacrosse team with their chains. We beat and bludgeon our way to my dorm. I grab the book. The van is empty when we return, the doors ripped open. Hikaru and Juanita are captured. Daevia arrives...
  
  We all walk in the dorm. We beat and bludgeon our way to my room. Grab the book. The van is occupied by revelers. We fight them. Daevia arrives before we can escape.
  
  "Well, Rochelle?" Juanita asked.
  
  "I'm thinking," she snapped. "It's a mess in there. Everyone's fucking. I'd need to take in everyone to get through, but that means abandoning the van."
  
  "So we need to clear them out."
  
  "And fast, Daevia's heading this way."
  
  "Pull the fire alarm?"
  
  Fire alarm pulled. Revelers ignore it.
  
  "Doesn't work."
  
  "Well, what's the book called?" Hikaru asked, pulling out her phone.
  
  "Is this the time for that?" Juanita asked.
  
  A hand hammered on the van's side. "Come out and party," a guy yelled. "Hey, there's a bunch of cute girls in here!"
  
  "Handbuch von die Dämonen und die Engel," Rochelle answered.
  
  The van's rear handle turned and the door popped open. "Hey, ladies," grinned a naked man, built like a football player, his cock erect and pointing at them. "Wanna party with us?"
  
  "Drive, Hikaru!" Juanita shrieked as the guy reached in and grabbed her leg.
  
  "Looking something up," Hikaru muttered, typing on her phone. "It's German, right?"
  
  "Yes!" Rochelle shouted, grabbing Juanita's arms. The footballer yanked, and they both slid across the van's floorboards.
  
  "Asshole!" Reggie shouted, kicked her foot, and hit him right in the balls.
  
  "Fuck! Not cool!" he groaned, stumbling back.
  
  More naked college students, men and women, fell on the van like a swarm of hungry locusts. Several of the lacrosse players swung their iron chains, sending reeling students back, but more and more were coming, attracted by the lacrosse team's naked, inviting bodies.
  
  "It's like a fucking zombie movie!" yelled Liu.
  
  "Only they want to fuck us!" Bev shouted.
  
  "Exactly, a fucking zombie movie!" giggled Wendy and the other girls all groaned at the redhead.
  
  "Why aren't you driving, Hikaru!" Juanita yelled.
  
  "So does one of the letters have an umlaut, Rochelle?" Hikaru asked.
  
  "What?" Rochelle asked scrambling back as the van's side door yanked open and two men and woman reached in at her.
  
  "Is there an umlaut in the book title?"
  
  "Eh, the a in Dämonen."
  
  "Okay," Hikaru muttered. "Okay, here it is."
  
  "What are you doing?"
  
  "Well the dorm's a bust, so I'm looking for other copies. What, did you think it was the only one in the world? I work in our school's library. I have the catalog app on my phone."
  
  Mindy's baton lashed out, crashing into a man's face, sending him reeling back. Then she pulled out her mace and unleashed it on the horde of horny students. Rochelle's eyes instantly watered, and she squeezed them shut.
  
  "Okay. That was the only copy our school had. Let me check the County's system."
  
  "We need to drive!" Rochelle shouted.
  
  "Patients," Hikaru muttered. "Okay... yes. The Parkland Public Library has a copy."
  
  "Then drive!"
  
  "Right," Hikaru agreed, putting her phone away. Then she blinked. "Oh, my, we're being swarmed."
  
  "Did you just now notice that?" Juanita demanded.
  
  "I was busy..."
  
  "Daevia's on her way over here with a horde of those Lemures!" Rochelle screamed. "Just drive!"
  
  Hikaru laid on the van's horn. "Get out the way, please!" she cried as the van rolled slowly forward.
  
  "Just run them over!"
  
  "I can't, Rochelle," she protested, honking again. "Look, they're moving."
  
  The mob gave way and she floored it. Everyone in the back of the van gasped as it bounced over a speed bump. Juanita had to grab the frame of the van, almost sent flying through the side door by the bounce.
  
  "Get the doors closed!" Juanita yelled as Rochelle and Reggie hauled her back in. Erica slammed the side door shut.
  
  Rochelle looked into the future.
  
  Hikaru heads to the street and takes the right on Park Avenue, heading towards the library. A horde of Lemures cuts off the road, leaping upon the van.
  
  "Don't take Park, Hikaru," Rochelle said, opening her eyes. "We're going to —"
  
  "And if I did take Park?"
  
  "Shit! We're about to be ambushed!"
  
  "Oh, no!" Hikaru groaned.
  
  The ambush was about to happen. "Just drive through them!" Rochelle screamed.
  
  Chittering screeches erupted outside. The shadowy Demons leaped out through hedgerows, their small bodies impacting the van. Metal scraped as their claws bit into the aluminum and they scrambled up the sides. The van bounced and groaned, running over Demons, and Hikaru gave another yell. Rochelle glanced up front and saw little, black bodies flying and smashing the windshield, spider-webbing the glass.
  
  "Great," muttered Mindy, and then her sword appeared in her hand and she stabbed up through the van's roof.
  
  "Okay, we're clear!" Hikaru yelled and floored the accelerator.
  
  Dark claws tore through the metal of the roof, letting in shafts of sunlight. A rent was widened by a pair of clawed hands. A horribly twisted face — mouth full of small, sharp teeth — peered down through the ripped metal, hissing, "Tear! Rip! Fuck! Feast!"
  
  Bev's sword pierced its face.
  
  More rents grew, black, spindly arms reaching through, slashing sharp claws down inside the van. Mindy and Bev stumbled around, awkwardly stabbing their blades through the rents, but the Lemures were quick, often dodging their sword strikes.
  
  "Feast! Fuck!" they hissed. "Tear! Flesh! Blood! Pussy!"
  
  "Do they want to fuck us or eat us?" Reggie asked.
  
  "Both," Rochelle answered.
  
  "We're almost at the library!" exclaimed Hikaru.
  
  "We'll fight them outside of the van," Mindy told them. "The moment we stop, throw open the doors and spread out!"
  
  "Some of us don't have weapons," Juanita protested.
  
  Mindy tossed her the can of mace then thrust her collapsible baton into Rochelle's hand. "Now you do."
  
  Sirens and gunshots echoed off in the distance, and Mindy's police radio squawked with officers calling for help. A police car sped past them, lights and sirens blaring, heading for the campus. Hikaru took a hard left and the van screeched to a halt in the Parkland Public Library's parking lot.
  
  "Now!" the cop screamed.
  
  Juanita threw open her door, Reggie the back door, and Mindy and Bev leaped out, swords drawn, followed by the naked lacrosse players with their lengths of chain. Rochelle glanced at Juanita, gave her a quick kiss, and jumped out after them.
  
  "Lions!" roared the lacrosse players as the Lemures leaped off the van, screeching like terrifying monkeys.
  
  A Lemure, snarling obscenities, came for Rochelle. She stood calmly, peering into the future. Now. It lunged, swiping with claws. She moved to the side and it — pain flared on her arm. She hadn't moved fast enough and the claws had just caught her arm as they swiped by, blood beading on three, tiny scratches.
  
  That should have missed me!
  
  Fear skittered through her. The Demon lunges. If I swing as it lunges, the baton will crack its skull.
  
  It lunged. She swung. The Lemure changed its center of balance right as she swung, veering left. Her baton cracked it on the shoulder, knocking the terrible thing to the ground. It hissed in pain, rolling to his feet, it's right arm dangling uselessly.
  
  "Seer!" it cackled. "Eat your eyes! Love seer eyes! Such power! I can see farther with your eyes!"
  
  It swipe with claws at my leg. If I move my left foot back a step, and bring the baton down...
  
  It swiped and she stepped back and swung, but again the Lemure changed its attack like it was reading the future, too, somehow seeing what she was going to do and responding after she committed her attack. The baton cracked into the pavement just missing the Lemure.
  
  "So delicious! Seer eyes! Pop the goo, suck it down! See so far!"
  
  The Demon lunges at my face. I backpedal and swing the baton up, striking it in stomach.
  
  The Demon lunged, she started her backpedal, it twisted in the air. She stopped and shifted her weight forward, lunging with the baton like a rapier, aimed right at its astonished mouth. Teeth broke as her baton punched into its mouth and embedded in it's throat. It hissed and screamed and she swung it at the ground.
  
  Bones crunched and the black, spindly thing twitched and growled.
  
  "I can change my attack, too," she smiled as its red eyes glared up at her. Then she brought the heel of her foot down on its head.
  
  "Nice," Juanita smiled, her eyes red and watering from the mace. One of the Demons lay on the ground, covered in whitish foam howling in pain. "Mace works."
  
  Rochelle walked over and brought her baton down on the Lemure.