Rosario+Vampire

The century series:

The year is early 1914, and the world as we know changed years ago, the invasion of monsters in the previous century has taken its toll on humanity. more than half the world lies opressed and used by these beings, Sucumbii dynities, Werewolf kingdoms and the most vicious of all, the Vampire duchies.

few bastions remain for humanity in these dark times as our only saving grace is the technology at our disposal. but still these bastions remain few. Germany, the United kingdoms of great Britain, Australia, New Zealand, half of America, a quarter of Canada, Chile as well as many minor countries have held the line.

But soon the time of conflict will come once again, where fang shall meet Trench Knife, hide meets shells and magic faces technology for domination in this new century...

with the war destined to spread Chaos over the entire plant will a few people on each side, commanders, Soldiers and officers from the Human confederation of states and Vampire mistresses, Sucumbii raiders and snow maiden commando's from the Ancient Alliance be able to broker a unsteady peace between the two sides?

/initiative no1: Assassination, declaration, first meeting./

Moka Akashiya leaned on the balcony of the Eiffel Tower, her cold gaze moving towards the outskirts of the city where the German embassy was. The black, white and red flag flying high on the large flag pole that matched the height of the embassy itself.

She had to admit though, for pitiful humans the German's had a vast amount of pride and was well worth it, for after all they had held their nation despite the overwhelming superiority of the Ancient Alliances military might. Thus these 'people' had garnered a small amount of respect from her.

Her Vampirc eyes, able to see in detail and further than nearly all other eyes, noticed a shadowy figure, cloaked in black, jumping over the 3.5 meter high brick wall with ease before landing softly on the ground and disappearing from her view, Moka wondered who it was for a second.

No human could leap over such a high distance but she couldn't tell what species the sneak was from this distance, where her abilities to detect aura couldn't reach.

Moka shrugged to herself before heading back to the elevator, and from there to the Ball her family had organized for the visiting dignitaries from various other monster controlled countries and nations.

Little did she know that not informing the Embassy of the intruder would change the world forever.

…..

German Embassy:

Her name was unimportant, her background as well, the only thing that mattered was she complete her goal as assassin, the Elimination of General Gunter.

Quickly running across the open grounds in the dusk that covered them, evading German patrols around the high trees and hedges that littered the centre of the grounds.

She ducked behind the grey auto-mobile that was parked a short distance from the entrance. She silently observed the two guards at the entrance, their rifles held at attention and both stood straight ever watching for intruders.

Pulling a knife from her cloak she made to throw it into the guard on the right, though the skill of throwing knifes was left in the past by most assassins a lot of vampire assassins learnt the skill being able to judge with near godlike accuracy where the knife would go.

She quickly flung the knife downrange and hit her target in the throat, breaching his windpipe and causing him to choke on his own blood while at the same time she leapt towards the other guard, who only noticed his dead companion seconds after the knife struck and raised his weapon to fire instead of calling out for help.

Smashing into him she clamped an elegant and pale hand around his mouth and nostrils, preventing him from breathing and slammed him into the pavement.

Looking into his brown eyes she could detect only a sense of fear, pleading for her to spare his life.

Oh how she loved it when the victim grovelled before the kill, considering it to be one of the pleasures she had left in the world. As he began to choke to death he started to try and push her off, to cling to life, she smiled and reapplied pressure watching him start to cry and sob into her hand.

As he fell into unconsciousness his struggling ceased and she let go, allowing his knocked out form to breath once more. Killing as few people as possible was also another order from her contractor; though she hated it cash came first.

She opened the door to the main lobby, completely empty due to running with minimal personnel what so ever. It was that time of the year when Germany reorganized who was stationed where and supplies go wherever they are needed the most. And she had timed it perfectly.

Sneaking off to the right she started to look for the object of assassination. Said to be on the 1st floor east wing.

And of course as is stereotypical of higher up officers they would occupy and use the biggest and fanciest room they could find, so she headed to the end of the corridor and turned left at an over decorated T junction towards the most prestigious conference room in the entire building.

Noticing the two guards at the end guarding the large double door she swiftly retreated back around where she came from. She started to think of how this would go down.

'Ok two guards; corridor is about 20m in length from where I stand 3.5m wide and 4.8 in height from a glance. Best bet would be to kill them both with knives thrown to the windpipe. But the clattering of their equipment would alert the target and his staff. Oh well… challenge accepted.'

Pulling two knives from her cloak she ran around the corner, waiting till she had covered 5m before throwing them both with deadly accuracy, one struck home in its victims neck with enough force to slam him into the door and carry the knife through his neck and sever the spine making him die almost instantly while the other, who was smoking lowered his hand and the knife lodged there, shattering many bones in the hand and making the owner of said hand cry out in pain.

As she reached 5m away from the man he looked up and saw the deadly Vampire running at him full force, in a panic he pulled his Lugar from his belt and fired off a shot. She dodged and jumped at him with her hand stretched out and shaved off his lower jaw, sending blood and bone everywhere.

As he dropped to the floor she licked some of the blood off her nails.

'Not the best I've had… but still good to snack on.'

Turing towards the door she flicked the rest of the blood off. And put an ear to the door. Only just able to hear the conversation of the panicked soon to be defenders on the other side.

"Quickly! Barricade the door! And store the documents in the safe!"

"After this ship the weapons off to the Bolshevik's! And tell them to not expect any more for the next few months!"

She grinned. The target was in here, and it would be his time to die.

She kicked the door in using her superior vampiric strength and rushed in, there were four men, 3 armed with Luger P08's and one with a Gewehr 98 rifle, the target.

She jumped over the table and dashed the closest of the officers across the face, taking out both eyes and causing him to fire blindly when he fell to the ground. The 2nd and 3rd officers let lose a flurry of shots, she leapt forward taking 3 bullets to the right arm though none did any Permanent damage.

As they finished their last bullet and made to reload the officer at the back, her target raised the rifle and pulled the trigger, sending a 7.92×57mm Mauser round her way, she rolled and the round passed nano-meters from her head skimmed a few hairs before flying into the far wall.

She came up in a crouch and leapt at the 2nd officer, catching him in a choke hold and using him as a human shield against the other two who fired at her as she pulled them into their line of fire.

Multiple rounds slammed into the poor meat shield as she studied her target, General Gunter was a short thinish man who lacked any facial hair and took care of his uniform rather well. This was a man she would usually pray upon in her spare time… usually but today he was a target, destined to die at her hand.

She heaved the meat shield over her shoulder and flung him with all her strength at the 3rd officer and knocked him out cleanly. Gunter panicked and hurled the rifle at her and ran for the exit, dodging the hurled weapons she propelled herself through the air and smashed feet first into his back, sending him tumbling out into the hallway.

…..

She walked slowly towards him, the fear in his eyes, the quivering jaw and the tears streaming down his cheeks while desperate pleas for his life in German emitted from his lips, god she loved the sound, loved it when inferior beings begged for their lives.

She stood above him now, the once proud officer now grovelled beneath her, she got on her knees and straddled him, her face inches from his.

"Tell me" she purred while running a hand through his hair "what do humans value most?"

The General let out a sob before replying "i… I don't know. What do we value most?"

With an evil smile she quickly stabbed the knife up into his jaw, and in his final moments of life whispered "their pitiful lives…"

…..

Security Chief Hans Reinhardt Herman Ran down the corridor of the west wing leading from the barracks to the main foyer. 6 men at his back all armed with Gewehr 98 rifles.

He ran towards the Eastern wing, quickly glancing at the entrance seeing the two guard's dead at the entrance before jogging into the east wing and down to the T junction and took a left, only to come across the dead body of General Gunter, splayed out on the ground with a knife jabbed into his jaw from underneath, blood drenched his uniform like how the tears stained his face.

Hans dropped to his knees; this failure in security would surely get him demoted, Gunter was… and emphasis on the was part, a very pro-human man. The German government had suspected him of shipping weapons to Communist revolutionaries in Russia as well as other human groups.

But he was also one of the commanders assigned to the defence network on the German-French boarder. This was bound to end in a diplomatic shitstorm Hans was sure of it. By the Kaiser he needed a drink.

….

As more men came to the scene an Vampire assassin was grinning from ear to ear at the chaos she caused before slipping off into the night.