The Cult of the Red Moon




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Tell me, have you ever wondered what desires hide deep within mankind's mind?
Were we to eliminate all the barriers that hold a man from satisfying its
darkest desires, what would happen? Bethany might find the answer to this
soon.

It had been quite an eventful month for the young detective. Between sealing
some good deals for the company and successfully protecting the city from
evil, she sure had her hands full. Little did she knew, that things were about
to spiral out of her control.

Bethany was back in her office, working on her computer, when something caught
her interest. According to a news article, more disappearances had occurred in
the city, but none seem to have an explanation for it. Some were claiming that
it was due to the local gangs as usual, however the evidence the police had
gathered didn't seem to point towards the M.I. of any of the local gangs. This
led to some wild speculation among the people, where some even claimed this
was the work of aliens.

Bethany would not have such nonsense and thus decided to investigate what was
behind this. In order to understand the situation, Bethany decided to study
the case files for all the recent disappearances. She sat in her office,
drinking her favorite hot chocolate while reading through case file after case
file. Hours went by and it still made no sense. The victims had no connection
or similarity. Bethany's first guess had been that this was the work of a
serial killer, but it seemed illogical, given that there was no sort of M.I.
or pattern. The victims were from both sexes, multiple races, different ages,
etc. There was no logical pattern and once you remove the possible you are
left only with the impossible, much to Bethany's dismay.

Without leads, Bethany decided to take a break and get some rest. She headed
home and took a relaxing bath to soothe the stress, once finished she threw
herself into her bed and turn on the tv, hoping to watch her favorite.
However, her moment of leisure was soon interrupted when her phone began to
ring. She picked it up, but to her surprise the caller was unidentified,
making her be a bit cautious.

"Good evening, how may I help you?" Bethany tried to sound nice while
pretending to not be worried.

"Yes, am I speaking with detective Bethany Hunter?" The person on the other
side seemed to be a man.

"The very same, again, how may I help you?" Bethany kept her cool once more.

"I am under the impression that you are investigating the recent
disappearances, well it just so happens that I am under the possession of
information that might prove useful for your investigation," The voice
replied.

""How do you...." Bethany was interrupted.

"Know that you are looking for this? Let's just say I have a hunch. If you
wish to receive my assistance you will come to the address that I will text
you, at 11 am tomorrow," The mysterious voice spoke in a calm tone.

"And why would I trust some random creepy stranger?" Bethany was irritated and
disturbed by the stranger.

"You have absolutely no reason to trust, nor do you have to come here. But if
you wish to solve your case, is not like you got many leads, right?' The
stranger shot back, "I will see you tomorrow, Ms. Hunter," with that the
stranger ended the call.

As much as she hated to admit it, the stranger was right. She had no leads and
the stranger was her only option, so as reluctant as she was, she still
decided to pay the stranger a visit. The following morning, Bethany prepared
herself and went to pay the stranger a visit. The direction the stranger had
given her lead her to an apartment in uptown, Belleview apartment 904.

Her heart began to beat faster as she knocked on the door, unaware of who
might be on the other side. A minute later the door opened and Bethany was
greeted by a man who seemed to be in his late 20's or early 30's.

"Ahh Ms. Hunter a pleasure to finally meet you in person, do come in, please,"
the man said in what felt like a creepy tone.

Bethany proceeded inside and quickly began to take notice of her surroundings.
The apartment while it no doubt was a luxurious abode, it had without a doubt
seem better days. The furnishings and tapestry were somewhat damage, clearly
showing that age and lack of care had taken their toll. There were strange
newspaper articles scattered throughout the walls while cables laid scattered
through the floor. It seemed like the standard home for a hacker or conspiracy
theorist.

"Please follow me!" The man once more said.

Now Bethany shifted her attention towards the man in an attempt to judge his
character. He had brown messy hair, a square striped shirt and jeans that had
been in more than one battle. His skin was rather pale, as if he had seen the
light of day for weeks and his perfume was way too strong. It seemed like he
had truly tried to look its best for his guest. Nevertheless, Bethany was not
impressed. She kept following, but her heart was beating faster by the second,
as they had now arrived at what seemed to be his bedroom of sorts, it was hard
to tell, because the place seemed like it be hard to live in. Once more there
were cables throughout the whole room, cables which lead to what seemed to be
an attempt at replicating Batman's computer, a failed attempt at that. The
decoration didn't help either, as the newspaper trend continued, showing that
clearly this man had decorated his abode using the "How to be creepy for
dummies" book and to top it off, there were posters and pinups of women
scattered through the walls as well, women who sure had been attractive 30
years ago.

"Could you please elaborate as to why you brought me here? And also if you
could tell me what your name is, I would appreciate it." Bethany was not
amused, she was ready for anything if this man tried to do something.

"Ohh but where are my manners? My name is Henry Comstone. The reason I brought
you here is because it seems you and I have similar interests" the man was now
scanning Bethany with his eyes.

"And what's that? I honestly doubt we have anything in common," Bethany was
annoyed by his look.

"Ah but you are wrong, my lady, for you have questions and I have answers. A
mutually beneficial partnership seems to me like the most logical conclusion,
wouldn't you agree?" Henry replied with a cold tone.

Bethany crossed her arms, "I concede that I am in need of answers, but I still
have yet to know what makes you special," her tone remained serious.

"Well let's get down to work and I can show you why," Henry took his seat and
started to type something in the computer, "Tell me, what have you come up
with so far?'

"I am unable to deduce a pattern, this is quite strange to be honest;" Bethany
still with her arms crossed, "normally there is some pattern, serial killers
usually do that, either in an attempt to gather the attention of someone or
simply because of their nature. But this time, there is no pattern, no M.I.,
nothing! Some of the people even disappeared without any struggle or fight, it
makes no sense!"

"The problem here is, you are assuming the most obvious, but that sometimes is
not precisely the correct answer;" the man continued typing,"Tell me, Ms.
Hunter, do you believe in cults?"

"I'm sorry, I am not sure I follow..." Bethany was puzzled by the answer, of
all the things, she hadn't thought about that.

"Cults, Ms. Hunter, you know groups of people that do creepy things and the
sort. Kind of like religion except that you don't talk about it socially,"
Henry chuckled.

"Umm, I never come across any cults and I am not sure I follow your logic
here...." Bethany was right, this was the home of a crazy theorist.

"It's quite simple really, the answer you are looking for is within one of
those," Henry stopped and looked back at Bethany, "The Cult of the Red Moon to
be precise".

"Ok so the great information you promised me is talk about cults? I think we
are done here..." Bethany would not have such hogwash.

"Perhaps you need convincing. Here check this out," Henry pointed at the
monitor.

Bethany looked at what seemed to be a scanned news article of the 50's,
"Disappearances plague the city as cult activity plague the city once more".

"Uh this doesn't exactly talk about your moon cult, it's hogwash," Bethany
replied.

"Read further, you'll notice something," Henry instructed.

Bethany continued reading, "Wait this is the exact situation, random
disappearances without any sort of link between them;" Bethany crossed her
arms once more, "I'll admit, the situation seems similar, but I see no mention
of that cult which you speak of" Bethany was still very skeptical.

"I'll explain that in a bit, what I want you to understand right now is the
main point, this isn't the work of some gang or some serial killer. This is
the work of a cult, which makes it a powerful threat to the city" Henry seemed
serious.

"Ok let's assume I give you the benefit of the doubt. Then what? What exactly
do we do?" Bethany was still trying to grasp the idea.

"We work together to uncover their location and stop them;" Henry got up and
started searching for something, "Since you still don't believe me, here let
me show you something" he found what he was looking for and it seemed to be a
book.

Henry opened the book and pointed at a page that had been bookmarked, "Look
here, this is what I am talking about,"

Chapter 12: The Cult of the Red Moon

The Cult of the Red Moon is one of the oldest cults known in history. It began
in Rome the empire that once worshiped hundreds of gods before the inception
of Christianity. The Cult of the Red Moon shares many similarities with the
cult of Dionysus as it revels in debauchery and even cannibalism, however they
seem to worship a god named Valringad, god of eternal youth and also
associated with the moon. The cult naturally holds the moon to be a very
symbolic icon and they posses an emblem of a red crescent moon. No one truly
knows why they named themselves The Cult of the Red Moon, although speculation
indicates that their acts of cannibalism might somehow be related to it. There
have been sightings of members during the modern era, although the practice
seems to naturally have decreased.

"Oh my God, if this is true, then the city is under extreme threat!" Bethany
was shocked.

"Which is precisely why we need to stop them and that's where you come in,"
Henry added.

"And what exactly do I do? I have no experience dealing with cults, you seem
to be the expert here," Bethany was still puzzled.

"I appreciate the compliment, anyway , we must track down where the cult is
located and I think I have a lead;" Henry continued, "You will have to
infiltrate their ranks and pose as a member, at least until we can get the
location of their headquarter'

"I am not sure I like where this is going....." Bethany was afraid of what she
would have to do.

"If my suspicions are right, they have a training facility in a church located
near Vine Beach Coast" Henry replied.

"Wait if you know where they have a training facility how come you don't know
where their headquarters is?" Bethany asked.

"I had a source that got me the info, but sadly they caught him before he was
able to tell me where they are located...." Henry paused.

"I'm so sorry..." Bethany just realized how dangerous this could be, "So what
exactly do I need to do?"

"You will go there, and you will tell one of the nuns, I wish to follow the
moon path, from there on out you are on your own. Judging by the last one, I
doubt we will be able to contact each other during this time"

"I see, well, this sounds crazy and almost suicidal, but if it is true, then I
have to put a stop to it" Bethany began to walk out, "Wish me luck"

"Be careful and try to come back in one piece" Henry seemed worried.

30 minutes later, Bethany made it to the church, but before she decided to go
with the plan she opted for calling May and explaining everything. She also
instructed May to get help and search for her if she disappeared for more than
two days. With all of that settled, she decided to step inside, with her heart
almost leaving her body at the entrance.

Once inside she was quickly greeted by one of the nuns (a young nun at that),
"Good day young lady, do you seek God's guidance?"

"I wish to follow the moon path," Bethany replied.

"I see you wish to become a sister, very well then, follow me," The nun began
to walk and Bethany followed her.

"Yes, sister, I wish to become one of you," Bethany replied trying to sound
very convincing.

"Then you must first pass our rituals, if you do, you'll join us;" The nun
looked at Bethany, "Yes, I see a lot of potential in you!"

They walked a few stairs down into what seemed like a basement, the nun then
open a door that led to a small room, devoid of any decoration, save for a
chair and a box. Oddly enough it seemed to have another door, which meant this
was to be a gate of sorts. The nun proceeded to sit in the chair.

"Very well, the first step in becoming a sister is forfeiting all your
material goods;" The nun said as she pointed at Bethany, "please disrobe
yourself"

Bethany was afraid that it would come to this, she almost felt like running
back to her home and hide, but there were lives at stake and she couldn't back
down now. Bethany nodded as she began to take her shoes off, she then
proceeded to take off her watch and necklace. Next came off her blazer,
revealing the bustier underneath, followed by her skirt sliding down her legs,
revealing the garter belt and white lingerie she was wearing. She then took
off her bustier, her face already reddening as she stood in nothing but her
lingerie and pantyhose, the latter being the next article off her body along
with the garter belt. Finally she unhooked her bra, revealing her breasts to
the nun and to conclude, she pulled her panties down. The nun took all her
clothing and put it in the box. There she was, standing in front of a stranger
completely nude and she didn't even have the option to feel embarrassed, she
had to pretend she was enjoying it.

"Good, second step consist on obeying your superior brothers and sisters. As a
new initiate you must learn obedience in order to one day teach obedience to
those that will come after you;" Then nun spoke in a sweet tone,"On your knees
now, I want you to kiss my feet"

Bethany had no other option. Reluctant as she might be, she had to go with the
plan. She got on her knees and kissed the young nun's feet. She then looked at
the nun, with her hands placed on her legs.

"Good, it seems that you are a quick learner;" The nun smiled, "Now let's go!"

The nun got up and motioned Bethany to do the same, she did as instructed, the
nun then opened the other door. They walked into a new strange room. The room
seemed very well decorated, it was quite fancy and there were paintings
depicting different devious acts of debauchery. Inside the room there were
people dress in red robes, although there were some of the nuns around.
Everyone looked at Bethany as if analyzing her, which made Bethany feel all
the more uncomfortable. She seemed to be the only one in training as everyone
else was clothed. The nun lead her to another room, this one seemed to be an
office of sorts.

Once inside the nun instructed Bethany to get on her knees once more while she
talked with the other one.

"Mistress, we have a new sister joining our faction" The nun pointed at
Bethany.

"Very well, let's see our new candidate;" The head nun looked at Bethany, "Oh
my it's been a long time since I last saw you!"

Bethany couldn't believe it, the head nun in charge was the the head nun of
her high school.

"I'm sure you have missed me, haven't you Miss Hunter?" The head nun spoke
with a chilling tone.

"But of course, mistress" Bethany replied trying to hide her anger and
disgust.

"We'll need to have a meeting in a bit, to catch up, just like old times;" Her
tone send chills down anyone's spine, "Very well, take care of her and make
sure she completes her training, once she is finished, send her back"

The nun took Bethany outside and lead her to a banquet. Serval nuns were
standing around a large table richly filled with all kinds of food.

"The third step is to lose yourself in the sweet pleasures of life;" The nun
spoke as she served a glass of wine, "Drink, eat, and serve as much as you
like"

The following three or four hours had Bethany engaging in the pleasures of
life, almost to the degree of losing herself, nevertheless she managed to keep
hold of herself long enough to spy on some conversations. She managed to
gather a bit of intel, regarding the activities and plans, but a clear
location of their hideout was still missing. After a while the nun from before
approached Bethany.

"It's time for your bath, follow me," the nun lead Bethany to another room.

In this room,there was a tub covered in roses and essences, and there were 3
more nuns. The nuns quickly cornered Bethany and grabbed hold of her, putting
her in the tub. They began to bathe her, running their hands all over her
body. Their touch was far too gentle and it didn't take long for Bethany to
feel the incoming arousal. The nuns took of their robes and got inside the
tub, in order to properly bathe Bethany. Bethany began to question if these
were the people committing the kidnappings, as her experience in the bath was
quite tempting to join them. The nuns moved their hands all over her body to
the point where Bethany gave in to the pleasure and let her body experience
Nirvana.

Once the bath was over, the nun gave Bethany a set of clothing. The latter
began to dress but suddenly she noticed that her attire was a school uniform.

"Sister, why am I dressing as a school girl?" Bethany asked.

"You are a lucky one, mistress ordered to have a special session with you
before your final rite," the nun said.

Bethany didn't like where this was going, she had history with that woman.
Still she had come this far, might as well finish it off, so she dressed up
and headed to the office. She opened the door with much hesitation, knowing
where this was going.

"Ah young lady so good to see you, here seat" The head nun motioned at her
lap.

Bethany sat as instructed.

"As you may already know, part of your duty as an initiate is to obey the
command of your superiors, including me;" the head nun spoke directly in
Bethany's ear, making the chills even more intense "so now we are going to
roleplay and assume that you been a naughty girl that needs some punishment,
do you know what happens to naughty girls?'

"Yes...." Bethany sighed.

"Good, then let's get started;" The head nun bend Bethany in a way that her
stomach rested in the nun's lap, she then lifted her skirt and pulled down her
panties, "Young girl you been very very naughty, as such you must be taught
obedience"

The head nun began to spank Bethany, the latter one began to scream.

"I'll be a good girl I promise!" Bethany screamed.

"It's too late for that! You must be taught a lesson!" The head nun continued
spanking Bethany.

Bethany screamed and moaned as every spank reddened her rear. She remembered
when she was punished during high school and her embarrassment had her face
turn as red as a tomato. Spank after spank, Bethany endured it, despite
everything being against it. More than ever she felt like running back to her
home, but being so close she couldn't just give up now. The nun continued
spanking her until her rear was almost in flames.

Normally Bethany would had been into it, but given the circumstances, it was
hard to enjoy it. The nun also made her answer humiliating questions, as to
continue demoralizing her.

It seem like an eternity but suddenly a miracle happened. A nun opened the
door, making the head nun stop.

"Mistress the shipment and initiates have already been sent to Cape Crystal,
the feast is almost ready," The nun said.

"Quiet fool! We will speak of this after we finish here, go prepare the final
ritual for this one," The head nun had been angered by the other one's
foolishness.

The nun left to prepare the ceremony and the head nun continued her spanking
for around five more minutes. After that she stopped, meanwhile Bethany was
trying to catch her breath.

"Very well, you have shown much obedience, it is time for the final rite;" The
nun lifted Bethany and pushed her aside as she stood up.

Bethany put her panties back on and followed her. What she was about to
witness was far more horrible than anything she had experienced so far. The
main room had been emptied by most people, the only ones remaining were five
nuns and someone tied with his hands behind his back, kneeling in the center
of the room. Bethany followed the head nun towards the center of the room,
where everyone surrounded the man. A nun proceeded to give Bethany a sword.

"Your final task is at last;" The head nun spoke, "Sister Bethany if you wish
to join us, you must kill and devour this man!"

Bethany was sickened by what she had just heard. She took a quick look at the
gagged man who could be heard pleading for his life if only he could be
understood. She looked at the nuns, and took a glance at the room. She already
had what she came for, so her mission was complete for all she cared.

Before the nuns could react, Bethany hit the head nun with the hilt of the
sword she had been given, making her slump to the floor. The nuns quickly
launched at her, but Bethany had already scanned the room. She dodged the
incoming blows and quickly used her environment to her aid, using circular
footwork she avoided that the nuns could attack her all at once. One of the
nuns grabbed her arm trying to disarm her, however Bethany kneed her in the
gut and then slammed her head against a table. She dodged another nun trying
to blindside her with a tackle, and threw her against the wall. Then she
countered another nun trying to kick her in the groin and incapacitated her by
hitting her with the flat of the sword against her head.

The two other nuns seemed to realize that rushing at a sword wielding Bethany
was a quick way to get knocked out as well. One nun grabbed a chair and threw
it towards Bethany who used the sword to cut the chair in half. However while
doing so she lost sight of the second nun for just a split second. In that
time the nun flipped towards her and hit her against her stomach with a flying
sidekick that made her cheeks puff.

Bethany tried to swing the sword but the nun caught her arm and painfully
twisted her wrist, forcing her to drop the sword.

The nun stepped behind Bethany and tried to wrap her arm around her neck for a
chokehold, however Bethany was able to slip free and punched the nun across
the face. Blood comming out of her nose the nun spun around and tried to hit
Bethany in the head with a spinning back kick. Bethany saw it comming and
dropping low she swiped the leg of the nun and threw her to the floor.

The other nun now came at her. Bethany was able to avoid the jumping kick
aimed at her face, however the nun followed up with a headbutt to her stomach
that made Bethany gasp for air. Bethany tried to throw a punch but the nun
avoided it and kicked her in the back of her knee, making Bethany drop forward
on her knees.

"Kneel before the divine creator misbeliever" The nun shouted at Bethany as
she hooked her arms around Bethany's and forced them behind her back.

Stepping on the back of her knee the nun kept Bethany kneeled while she kept
her arms behind her back in a double chickenwing hold, putting massive strain
on Bethany's shoulders as she tried to make her elbows touch.

The other nun's nose was probably broken, however she ignored the blood
covering her face and walked towards the sword to pick it up.

"Your attempt at betrayal was doomed to fail infidel, we will kill you and eat
your body."

Seeing the nun was about to get the sword to kill her Bethany realized she had
to act fast. Effectively immobilized by the nun holding her she realized she
only had one option....

With a hard twist of her body the strain on her left shoulder became to much
and it dislocated. Ignoring the sharp pain she used the sudden mobility to
slam her head backwards and hit the nun in the face. Stunned the nun let go of
Bethany who quickly spun around and kicked her in the face, knocking her out.

The sword wielding nun was suprised but only for a short moment. Raising the
sword she charged at Bethany, trying to slice her in half with a downward
strike. Bethany stepped aside and the sword hit the floor and created a dent.
Before the nun was able to use the sword again Bethany elbowed her in the face
and then followed up with a kick that knocked her out as well.

Seeing all the nuns were done Bethany let out a pained scream as she pulled
her shoulder back in the joint.

"I hate moments like this"

With all the nuns taken care of, Bethany decided to tie them up and lock them
in a room. She then freed the man, whom she told to call the authorities, the
man much obliged did as instructed. Bethany took the opportunity to re-dress
in her original outfit and step outside. Once the whole ordeal was over with,
she called Henry to inform him of their location.

"I did it, I got their location," Bethany told him.

"Holy crap! You managed to do it, I was afraid for a bit, but now I see that
you are the real stuff, good show!" Henry seem genuinely happy.

"They are located at Cape Crystal, I'm gonna go ahead and put a stop to it,
you do whatever you want to," Bethany replied.

"Wait we should call the cops and tell them!" Henry told him.

"The cops will need solid evidence, they are already on their way to the
church, but I doubt there is any real link between this place and Cape
Crystal;" Bethany shrugged, "Besides knowing them, they will probably dimiss
the thing, saying that it has already been dealt with"

"Well I'm gonna contact some people and they might be able to help you, stay
safe" Henry replied.

"I will, don't worry" Bethany was confident.

That night Bethany donned her mantle once more as Nocturne, Mistress of the
Night. She began to prepare her bike, ready to leave, when May fully dressed
as Nightshade stopped her.

"I am going and there is absolutely nothing you can say that will stop me,"
May said with a very serious tone.

"May this is extremely dangerous, I nearly got killed at that church. You
should stay here and be safe," Bethany replied.

"No, I am tired of staying safe and things being too dangerous for me!" May
argued back, "You were a rookie once, green as a horn and you had no one to
back you up in case things went sour and you still managed to pull it off!
Stop treating me like a child, I can do this! Believe in me, please"

Bethany sighed, "Fine, get in your bike and let's go. But do be careful!"

"You bet! Besides I can always count on you to save the day if things go
sour!" She winked at Beth.

Bethany smiled and put on her mask. Nocturne and Nightshade started their
bikes and headed towards Cape Crystal as fast as they could. Nocturne was
ready to teach the cannibals why she earned the title Mistress of the Night.