Blade: the Return of Aren

Standing atop the Empire State Building in New York City, a six-foot-tall, athletically built and handsome African-American man in his late thirties stood perfectly still, gazing thoughtfully at the vast metropolis. Anyone looking at him would see a tall, ruggedly handsome Black gentleman with chocolate skin, short Black hair cut into a style called a bald fade, clad entirely in Black leather. But this was no ordinary leather aficionado. This was Eric Brooks, better known to the world at large as Blade, the Vampire Hunter.

At the end of his adventures, Blade the Vampire Hunter found himself wondering what to do with his life. After single-handedly defeating Dracula, King of the Vampires, with the help of his youthful new allies Abigail Whistler, daughter of his late mentor Abraham Whistler, and Hannibal King, a streetwise, smart-mouthed Hunter, Blade saw the Vampire threat greatly reduced around the world. Daystar, the lethal anti-Vampire virus unleashed by the Night Stalkers wiped out the majority of the world's Vampire population.

What's a Vampire Hunter to do in a world where Vampires are essentially no longer an issue? There was no retirement plan for the men and women chosen by fate to battle the creatures of the night. Just ask the Vampire Hunter formerly known as Eric Brooks. Blade decided to look up Dr. Karen Jenson, the beautiful African-American female doctor who helped him in his fight against his first arch-nemesis, legendary Vampire leader Deacon Frost. It had been years since Blade had laid eyes upon Karen Jenson. Would Karen Jenson even remember him? Probably.

The beautiful, sharp-minded gal had one hell of a one-track mind. That's why Karen proved indefatigable in helping Blade bring down Deacon Frost and the cabal of Vampires dedicated to summoning La Magra, the Blood God. No, the question Blade wanted to ask himself was, would the lovely Karen Jenson want anything to do with him? After they destroyed Deacon Frost and his undead buddies, Blade wanted to have someone in his life but he knew that the fight against Vampires was far from over. Although Blade had strong feelings for Karen Jenson, he couldn't act on them.

With Deacon Frost and his blonde female Vampire paramour Mercury, along with his loyal undead henchman Quinn dead, Blade could almost convince himself that the global threat of the Vampires was averted. Unfortunately, it wasn't so. A few years later, Blade had to team up with the Vampires of House Damaskinos against the threat of the Reapers, a new breed of inhuman monsters, and their leader, Jared Nomak.

Along the way, Blade met and eventually fell in love with the beautiful female Vampire known as Nyssa Damaskinos, daughter of Vampire overlord Eli Damaskinos. After a protracted conflict during which Blade was betrayed by the elder Damaskinos, Nyssa Damaskinos perished at the hands of the monstrous mutant known as Jared Nomak, who was revealed to be her brother. Blade swiftly and mercilessly avenged Nyssa's death by slaying Jared Nomak.

Watching Nyssa's remains smolder in the sunlight almost caused Blade to shed a tear. Nyssa wasn't like other Vampires. The princess of the late, great House Damaskinos was an honorable woman, even if she was a Vampire. Yeah, Blade had never had much luck with the ladies. Although many women find him attractive, Blade seldom let them get close to him. For their own safety. Blade wasn't human. He was born half Vampire and half human. Blade wasn't normal, and he could never be normal. He didn't want to pretend to be something he wasn't.

With Nyssa Damaskinos dead and Karen Jenson probably living a nice normal life with a husband and brats somewhere, Blade found himself contemplating the grim reality that he might be alone for the rest of his days. Just how long does a Day Walker live anyway? Blade had no way of knowing. Being half human and half Vampire granted him superhuman strength, sharp senses, superior speed, and an accelerated healing factor. It also made him thirsty for blood, though the serum that his mentor/father figure Whistler invented helped Blade keep the blood thirst at bay. For now.

Decades spent finding Vampires and eliminating them taught Blade a thing or two about tracking people down. He'd gone to the New York City Public Library downtown, got himself a library card and used the computers. All too easily Blade dug up information on one Karen Jenson, working as a physician at county hospital, and living at 117 Lincoln Fields, off of Queens Boulevard. Blade staked out the place, and managed to convince himself that he was ready to see his lost love after all these years.

"Looks like I've got a stalker," said a calm, vaguely familiar feminine voice, startling Blade out of his reverie. He sat in his car, watching the large brownstone building while the late afternoon sunlight faded gradually. Blade leaned back in his chair, trying to convince himself that he was just doing another stakeout. Only this wasn't the case at all. For this large brownstone building housed Karen Jenson, his former ally, and the love of his life. The only lady who'd ever gotten the drop on him. Blade looked up, and smiled at Karen Jenson, who stood inches from his car window, hands on her hips.

"Oh hi Karen, it's been a while," Blade said casually, and Karen Jenson smiled and shook her head. Blade vaguely remembered getting out of the car, and pleading with her to bear with him. At some point, Karen thoroughly cussed him out, loud enough for young Latino and African-American folks walking by to laugh at him, and Blade thought she was genuinely pissed. And then Karen Jenson did something completely unexpected. The lady doctor threw her arms around the Vampire Hunter stud, and kissed him.

"Nice seeing you again Eric," Karen Jenson said, smiling, once they came up for air. Blade blinked nervously, stunned by the power of her kiss. Karen Jenson looked as lovely as ever. The tall, statuesque African-American beauty with the curvy body and angelic face smiled at him, and deep inside Blade's stern heart, something melted. In that moment, Blade the Vampire Hunter vanished, replaced by Eric Brooks, the ordinary man.

Without a word, Blade pulled Karen Jenson into his arms, and kissed her full and deep. The way Blade should have kissed Karen after she helped him defeat Deacon Frost back in 1998, when they stood alone on top of the smoldering ruins of Deacon Frost's temple/fortress. Karen kissed Blade back with a passion that surprised him, and when she finally let go, Blade did something he seldom did. Blade smiled, and Karen cocked an eyebrow.

"Is the world ending, Eric?" Karen asked, grabbing Blade by his leather coat. Blade smiled and shook his head. Karen Jenson was the same no-nonsense, fearless woman who absolutely refused to be intimidated by anyone, and leather-clad African-American studs with super powers were definitely no exception. Looking her up and down, Blade leaned forward and inhaled her womanly scent. Karen pushed him back, hard.

"No, Karen, the world isn't ending, in fact, my friends and I just saved it from the Vampires, for good," Blade said calmly, and Karen looked at him, and a slow smile crept into her lovely face. When those words left Blade's full, sensuous lips, Karen Jenson could scarcely believe her ears. Last month, Karen ended a relationship with Troy O'Connor, a handsome Irish-American physician with whom she worked at county hospital. Troy was fine, and smart, and nice, but he simply didn't light her fire.

Nope, if Karen Jenson were honest with herself, for the past almost-decade or so, she'd dreamed of sharing her heart, body and soul with one man and one man only. Blade, the taciturn, tough-acting, tough-as-nails brother with the tight, muscular body, the bad attitude, and the cutest ass she'd ever seen on a man since Will Smith. For ages Karen Jenson dreamed of Blade coming to her doorstep, and claiming her, but the fool never did. As far as Karen knew, Blade was out there, fighting Vampires and saving the world. Now here he was.

"Eric, you can't come waltzing back into my life like this," Karen Jenson said, and she stepped back, trying hard not to be overwhelmed by Blade's sheer masculinity. The tall, sinfully sexy African-American superhero paused, and sighed deeply. Blade pursed his lips, and for a moment, he looked lost. Fighting monsters was easy for Blade, but matters of the heart were something else altogether. Blade was happy as can be to be standing with Karen, but she was about to slip through his grasp. Again. Blade couldn't allow that to happen.

"It's over, Karen, all of it, I'm done with that life and I'm here for you," Blade said, his normally deep voice suddenly soft and gentle. Karen Jenson looked at Blade, gazed into his soulful dark eyes and tried to resist. Casually Blade took off his long Black leather overcoat and draped it over her shoulders, and then he pulled her close in a smooth, swift move.

"I hope you mean it," Karen Jenson said, and Blade smiled and kissed her. Hand in hand, they walked into her building, and rode the elevator. Once they reached Apartment 17 on the eight floor, Karen unlocked the door. The beautiful doctor had barely gotten inside when strong, manly hands grabbed her, spun her around and pressed her against the wall.

"I do mean it," Blade said, and then he kissed Karen on the lips, and softly pressed his lips against her throat. Karen felt Blade's canine incisors graze her skin, and a thrill shot through her. For Karen remembered how she offered her blood to help him after he was nearly bled dry by Deacon Frost's goons in an attempt at using his blood to resurrect La Magra, the Blood God. Karen Jenson had never forgotten that hot, disturbingly erotic memory...

"Take me now," Karen Jenson whispered, and Blade kissed a path from her throat to her breasts, which he freed from her shirt, and then they hastily undressed one another. Blade picked up a very naked Karen and carried her to the living room, and sat her down on the couch. Karen feasted her eyes on the sight of Blade's gorgeous, naked body. The brother was tall, muscular and hard all over. Karen's eyes zeroed in on Blade's dick, which was both long and thick. Hot damn...

Blade locked eyes with Karen and smiled, then spread her shapely, chocolate-hued thighs wide. Without another word, Blade buried his face between Karen's legs and began eating her pussy. Karen hissed in pleasure as Blade's tongue slid into her tongue, followed by his agile fingers. Blade definitely knew his way around the female body, and Karen was loving every minute of what he was doing to her...

"Like that, Karen?" Blade paused to say, and all Karen could do was nod as Blade resumed munching on her pussy like a condemned man devouring his last meal. Karen shuddered violently as Blade continued to pleasure her. Thrusting two fingers into Karen's wetness, Blade teased her clit with his tongue. Karen moaned loudly, close to the edge. Moments later, Blade tasted Karen's womanly cum as it gushed out of her like a torrent of sweetness.

"You are a wild man, Eric!" Karen Jenson shrieked, orgasmic, and Blade smiled and shrugged. The burly brother pulled his lady love into his strong arms and held her until she stopped shaking. The two of them remained like this for a while, then Karen pushed Blade down onto the carpeted floor of her living room, and climbed on top of him.

"Hot damn," Blade said, smiling as Karen Jenson straddled him. Blade's hands went to Karen's hips as she grabbed his long and thick, dark dick and stroked it. Blade sighed happily as Karen began pumping her hands up and down his dick. Grinning, Karen leaned over and kissed Blade, then licked a path from his lips to his chest, then down to his groin area.

"I want some of that," Karen said, and then she took Blade's dick into her mouth. Blade sighed happily as Karen began sucking his dick with gusto. Truth be told, the Day Walker hadn't been with a woman in ages. Abigail Whistler of the Night Stalkers had been intensely attracted to him and Blade did have some fun with her after killing Dracula, but Abigail was too clingy so Blade left. Truth be told, only one woman ever laid a claim to Blade's furnace heart, and her name was Karen Jenson...

"All yours babe," Blade said, grinning, and Karen winked at him as she continued working her magic on Blade's tool. Once Karen got Blade hard as a rock, she climbed back on top of him. This time, Karen lowered herself onto Blade's dick until his tool was embedded in her cunt. Karen licked her lips and began riding Blade, loving the feel of his hard manhood inside of her.

"Let's do this," Karen said, and Blade laughed and smacked her big brown butt, then thrust his dick deep into her cunt. With superhuman durability Blade fucked Karen, slamming his dick deep into her. Karen shrieked like a woman possessed and grinded on Blade, and the two of them went at it passionately. Blade caressed Karen's firm, succulent breasts and lightly pinched her nipples, and Karen squealed in delight.

"Now that's what I like," Blade said, as he put Karen on all fours, admiring her gorgeous dark brown ass. Rather than fucking her cunt from behind, Blade spread Karen's butt cheeks wide open and began licking her ass. Karen giggled softly as Blade licked her butthole, and the Day Walker began munching on Karen's ass as if it were the sweetest thing he'd ever tasted. Karen found herself greatly enjoying this unexpected pleasure.

"You're such an ass kisser," Karen said, laughing, and Blade pulled his tongue out of her asshole, and gave her big dark brown ass a big kiss. Grinning, Karen spread her ass cheeks wide open, and grabbed a bottle of Aloe cream which she'd accidentally left on a nearby table after using it before going to work at the county hospital in the morning. Blade followed Karen's gaze, and grabbed the bottle of lotion. Karen grinned, and Blade smiled, for he knew just what to do.

Karen smiled as Blade pressed his long, hard dick against her well-lubricated asshole, and pushed it inside. Blade held Karen's hips tightly as he worked his dick into her ass. Even though he'd fucked plenty of women like this, no ass had ever gripped Blade's dick as tightly as Karen's. The gorgeous Black female doctor moaned as Blade began fucking her, and grinded her big, thick and round ass against his groin. Blade smacked Karen's ass, and she squealed in delight.

"Give me that sweet ass," Blade whispered, and he pushed his dick deeper into Karen's ass. Karen gritted her teeth against the pain as Blade's dick invaded her butt hole. She willed herself to relax, and her body followed. After a while, all tension left Karen, and Blade's dick easily slid into the forbidden depths of her asshole. Blade continued fucking Karen until the pressure of her tight ass on his dick proved to be too much for him and he came, exploding inside of her. Karen howled as Blade's cum filled her ass. The Day Walker held her tightly as spasms wracked Karen's sexy Nubian body.

"That was fun," Karen Jenson said, much later, as she lay next to Blade, in bed. Blade smiled at her and held her in his strong, manly arms. The two lovers gazed at each other, smiling and basking in the warm afterglow of a fantastic lay. Blade kissed Karen on the forehead, and she smiled, caressing the tattoos on his dark-skinned, gorgeous and utterly masculine body. Blade's body was a work of art in every way....

"It could be just like this, always, if you want it to be," Blade said, and Karen Jenson looked at him, surprised by his words. For a long moment, neither of them said anything. Blade smiled and Karen grinned, then kissed him. A few moments later, they went to sleep. Or at least, Blade went to sleep. Karen lay in his arms, her mind racing. The young woman found herself musing on a future with her long-lost beau, the handsome Blade. The possibilities thrilled and scared Karen Jenson at the same time...

Could a former Vampire Hunter and a female doctor have a functioning relationship in the tumultuous, fast-paced world of modern New York City? Only time would tell. The world was full of possibilities now that the Vampire species was wiped out by the Daystar virus that Blade and his friends the Night Stalkers cooked up. Perhaps Blade and Karen were being handed a second chance by the gracious hand of Fate. Karen Jenson hoped things work out, though. For her sake and that of Eric Brooks, the only man she'd ever loved. Resting her head against Blade/Eric Brooks chest, Karen finally went to sleep, to dream old dreams.