The Fury's butterfly
Disclaimer: I don't own American McGee's Alice or Hakuouki so don't sue me
Summary:
Alice was only looking for a better life after the horrors she had seen, Hajikata wanted to make the Shinsengumi a strong force to be reckoned with, what happens when two seemingly different people and cultures meet? Will their love blossom? Or will a dark madness destroy them all?
Chapter 1: encounters
It had been a good three years since Alice had killed Bumby in London and a solid two years since she moved to Kyoto so she could escape those morbid memories. Only to find that Japan was having it's own civil war.
It was dark, making the only illumination available the light of the full moon and as she walked down the street to her residence she was suddenly approached by a group of what I could only describe as disgraced samurai at the time.
"Well what's a pretty little thing like you doing out here alone after dark" one leered at Alice reaching out to touch her face, only for Alice to slap the hand away and spit in his face.
"You little Bitch!" Another yelled out angrily as he went to draw his sword.
"What? Should I be on the ground kissing your filthy feet" Alice countered adding insult to injury.
"You little brat! I'll teach you to respect your betters" the first one growls as he reached out to grab her only for her to turn tail and run.
Alice didn't dare look back as she ran through the desolate streets only ever changing directions when needed however she had to curse her bad luck after her third turn and ended up in a dead end alley. Knowing she couldn't escape Alice dived in behind an abandoned cart silently praying that those perverts passed her without noticing.
"She went this way" one of the men yelled as they got closer to her hiding place, Alice scrambled backwards further into the shadows while trying to make herself as small as possible.
Suddenly Alice remembered that the last time she returned from Wonderland she had retained her powers and so could summon the vorpal blade, and with all the courage she could muster Alice focused on her beloved weapon and sure enough with a soft grey glow the blade's ornately carved handle was in her hand and glinting in the moonlight was its cold steel blade. Now while the vorpal blade was no sword, it was as good as one due to the deceptive nature of it, and it's ability to transform into it's enormous counterpart the vorpal cleaver.
After summing up her courage Alice launched herself out of her hiding place in order to attack her would be attackers. She heard the most blood curdling scream as she witnessed one of the most grotesque scenes she would ever see, and that was saying something in her mind at the very least. The men were all being slaughtered one by one by humanoid creatures that she would call vampires, with her theory backed up by the creatures dry rasp demanding blood.
As soon as the creature's victims were dead and drained of their crimson life essence they turned and made their way towards Alice with a new found vigor and with the glee of demented children. Knowing it was now or never Alice raised her blade and ran head on at the threat embedding her weapon in one of the monster's chest and pulling down in a sepaku like fashion to reveal its innards for the world to see and causing it to fall to the ground dead.
However before she was able to attack the others someone had already dealt with them and had started to walk over toward her, this was when she realized how truly exhausted she was and allowed herself to become unconscious. The last thing she remembered was being caught by a pair of strong arms, before succumbing to the blackness that was her subconscious mind and unconsciousness combined ready and waiting to once again torment her without regret.
Okey here is my first crossover, and I admit I can imagine this happening, so enjoy please read and review and let me know what you want to happen next.
any way till next time my lovelies
Love Snow
