Hey, guys! This is a switch from the Resident Evil Series fandom but I can't seem to write a chapter for it. I'm working on it, but I needed to get these stories started and out of my head because...well...I needed to. Alright now this is totally AU from the canon- I'm good at twisting things so much. Like Resident Evil: To Trust or Betray, I'm taking the characters and putting them in an AU. Here's their new profiles.



Dante Vale: The tortured albeit top agent of the Huntik Foundation. Dante is haunted by his mistakes, which are rare but devastating, and his enigmatic past. He is like an older brother to Sophie and puts her safety above his own. He attracts attention, especially, from the females, but none of it is wanted...until, of course, Zhalia Moon drops into his life. He has a brief enmity with Lok Lambert but it is because of his distrust of the teenager's uncle, Edward Thames, that he distrusts the boy. His dark attitude and his ability makes him a much targeted and hated enemy and a mysterious ally, but still those who know him know he's as dangerous as he is the best of the best.

Zhalia Moon: One of the Huntik Foundation's top ranking assassins and as enigmatic and independent as she is skillful. Known for her abilities as an assassin, Zhalia has earned herself a reputation for being a lone wolf. Few know her personally, but that all changes when she meets Dante Vale. Her empathic abilities tell her about him and soon she finds herself attracted to him as well as desiring to heal him. Though she is deadly, she can be a little naive and easy to catch off guard which makes her a target of Dante's over-protectiveness. Her beauty teamed with her sarcasm and outspoken attitude draws only the most daring and dangerous suitors to her, but she earns a dark albeit obstinate guardian angel.

Lok Lambert- The son of the great Seeker, Eathon Lambert, Lok is also the nephew of Edward Thames, his mother's brother. With both of his parents missing in the field, Edward becomes his guardian. However, there is something attached to the Lambert family name...the power that follows the Casterwills as well. A distant relative to the Casterwills, Lok is eligible for the legendary power as well as Sophie. He tries his hardest to deter the Casterwill heir, gaining enmity with Dante Vale, but at the same time changing into a noble, fearless hero worthy of the Lambert name.

Sophie Casterwill- The heir to the Casterwill legacy...an ultimate power...Sophie is powerful, but like Zhalia, is gullible and naive. Her youth makes her susceptible to influence from higher others like Dante, Zhalia, and Mia Casterwill, her grandmother and guardian. Orphaned at age seven, Sophie was raised by Mia, LeBlanche, and her body guard, Santiago. She is eager to make a name for herself and earn the legacy, but Lok Lambert stands in her way. She looks to Dante as a brother and doesn't trust Zhalia at first but looks to her as an example. Her grandmother is her only family and hopes to be as great a Casterwill as she is.


Okay, so, these are the differences in my AU. Guns are used, and obviously the characters are changed, the villains are Rassimov, The Professor, DeFoe, and Grier, who is more of a villain in this story. I have a feeling this story is going to be pretty long and maybe just have random moments. But the pairings will be DantexZhalia and LokxSophie. The OCs are Mia Casterwill, Edward Thames, Sam Kai and names you don't recognize in the story- there will be a lot. Now, here's a short prologue and I'll have the first chapter up as soon as I can. Please review!!!


Prologue:

He'd like to be in a better situation, but Dante Vale couldn't deny that he was waist-deep in a shit load of trouble.

"Augurfrost!" a Suit yelled as the spell shot over Dante's cover and exploded in an icy cold crystal blast against the far wall.

"Shit." Dante muttered as he looked over his cover, a heavy wooden table, to see Sophie Casterwill's unconscious form in the middle of the battlefield.

He knew it was a bad idea to let the sixteen year old girl in on his latest mission, but she said she wanted an adventure for her birthday. If they both lived through this, he was going to start buying her whatever sparkles in a jewelry store for her birthday. But the girl had been completely obstinate and had pestered him- he was tough to break but the Casterwill teenager whom he looked at as his sister, broke through to him like a knife through melted butter. He looked to Sophie only to see the Suits advancing. If he ditched his cover now, he'd be a sitting duck and they'd get both him and Sophie and no one would be able to help them.

"Fuck this." Dante muttered as he held up his amulet. "Wipe them out, Caliban!"

The amulet's gem, a deep ocean blue, lit with unnatural light from within and a second later a Titan, with blue gray armor, dark blue eyes, and a curved blade, stood beside him.

Yes, Dante? the Titan asked through the mental bond that each Seeker had with their bonded Titans.

Get Sophie out of there. I'll take care of the Suits. Dante ordered as he threw a Boltflare at the nearest Suit to Sophie.

Don't you think it should be the other way around. Caliban suggested.

You're faster than me. Get Sophie to her hotel suite. Dante added as the two of them emerged from behind the table and launched a full assault on the Suits. Caliban did as his Seeker told him and disappeared as soon as he had his heavily armored arms around the teenage Casterwill girl.

"You may have gotten the girl away from us, but you won't, Dante Vale." said one of the Organization's top field leaders, though why he was on top, Dante couldn't explain it. DeFoe, for that was the name Dante knew him by, was an obsessed man who wasn't really good at any missions- the fact was...Dante beat him every time.

But this time, Dante was outmanned. Fifty Suits against one Huntik agent- I'm so screwed.

"Get him!" DeFoe ordered the Suits, and much to Dante's dismay, they charged simultaneously.

"Forceblast!" Dante yelled to blow ten agents into the air, before launching into his own attack. But it only took the Suits twenty minutes before they had Dante restrained.

"Ah, it's so nice to finally have defeated you, Dante Vale." DeFoe said, constantly referring to Dante with his full name.

"Always getting Suits to do the work for you. Pathetic, really." Dante sneered, "You can't take me if we go one on one."

"Of course," DeFoe agreed to Dante's surprise, "I can't match you physically and you can't match me mentally."

Dante rolled his eyes and scoffed. He was about to retort and remind him how he outsmarted DeFoe, his second in command, Grier, and Suits at the Eifel Tower. But the smirk only enraged DeFoe more and he extended his hand, menacingly towards the Huntik agent.

"You won't be smirking after the Organization's through with you." DeFoe assured him as his palms glowed with red light. "Powerdrain."

A scream was torn from Dante's throat as the magic ripped away his energy. The spell had been cast on him several times, but it wasn't enough for him to get used to it. As it burned through him, he didn't think that anyone could get used to this.

"Not smiling now, are you?" DeFoe taunted as he continued to use the power sensing Dante's energy drain little by little. And even when he knew his power and magic was completely drained he continued to take more, from the man's life force.

"Sir!" Dante heard a familiar deep, booming voice. He knew it was Grier. "Sir, you'll kill him if you keep-"

After that Dante's hearing blurred and his vision went as well. The ropes around his arms and chest suddenly became tighter and it was harder to breathe. He could hear a loud yell, "Sir!"

Shit, I don't want to go out like this... But even his mind strayed and before he knew it black tendrils crossed his vision. He was going to die and still he wasn't thinking of himself... What a great present for Sophie? Hearing that I'm dead. Oh, god, who's gonna look after her now?


Sorry, if there're mistakes but I couldn't edit it, I was pushed for time. I'm sharing the computer with a lot of people. Please, please, please tell me what you think.

-Phoenix