Chapter 1
The night was young, the moon full and shining upon the earth to reveal the dark shadows of the land, and the creatures of the night are hunting, preying, slaughtering the weak. It was one of those nights where man should cower in fear of the dark, mothers hide their children in their homes and lock up the door. For this night... Evil has returned.
Our story begins in the town of Adlersbrunn. The people are preparing their annual Halloween celebration. The streets are lively with the sounds of children laughing as they run around chasing one another wearing scary masks, the Adults and their fellow neighbors are preparing for the festivities, lighting up Jack-o-lanterns, setting up streamers and all the party supplies to make this night their best night.
The lord of Adlersbrunn, a large, very powerful yet wise and patient man, with a beard as grey as snow, his clothing that of 18th's century nobility, and a crown of gold resting on his slicked back hair, was found sitting on his throne. His fingers intertwined as he watches a performance of robotic contraptions dancing in circles. Dr. Jamison Junkenstein, The Town's Inventor (and proclaimed mad man by the people), He was a tall yet very lanky formed man, his hair was a bright blonde color with a twinge of white, his has two small yet visible metal plate openings on the opposite sides of his forehead, on his face he wore his goggles which acted as his glasses, he wore a scientist's lab coat with a black leather vest holding what looked like chemicals and other fluids, his limbs were replaced with a mechanical arm and a mechanical peg leg.
The doctor was once again visting his lord to show his creations he call "Zomnics". "And as you can see my lord, These Zomnics can do anything you tell them to, they can act as your servants with such precision and Succession 100% of the time then the normal human servant and they run on pure Steam, meaning they won't stop working to sleep and rest, AND the best part is, with your blessings, I can make more of these to make an army so your men would not have to die so needlessly if we go to war... So what do you say, my lord?" Dr. Junkenstein asked happily as he looked into the Lord's eyes.
The Lord looked at Junkestein and his Zomnics and Scoffed at him. "I am not impressed Junkenstein." The Lord's Voice was filled with Poison of the Doctor's name as he continued. "As much as your creations might be useful... However I see them nothing more then slaves... Slaves that I do not need, This Kingdom has been protected by mortal man, This land is home to both man and unholy creatures... We fight Vampires, Demons, Witches and other creatures of the night... Your Zomnics is just an insult to how many have fought and died to protect this town." The Lord stated Bluntly as he leans on his throne. Dr. Junkenstein only looked insulted and retorted his lord. "My lord, Think of all the possibilities These Zomnics can do, Think of Progress!" The Lord slammed his Fist on to his Arm rest. "ENOUGH JUNKENSTEIN!" The Doctor froze as he looked at his lord who stood up, he was much taller then Junkenstein and Very imposing as he spoke. "Your Creations are nothing more then Mindless slaves... Slaves that I do not need in this town... I grow tired of you pestering me with your contraptions... Leave this castle and NEVER return."
With that said Junkenstein was escorted out of the castle along with his creations. Junkenstein growls under his breath then yelled out. "YOU WILL RUE THIS DAY FOOL, YOU WILL FEEL THE WRATH OF DR. JUNKENSTEIN!" Just as soon as he yelled out a guard threw what looked like garbage and rotten food onto the doctor. "GET OFF THE LORD'S LAND YOU QUAK!"
That was the last straw. Junkenstein began his journey home to plot his revenge on his former lord and The people that ridiculed him.
Meanwhile outside of Aldersbrunn; A lone man was found walking through the dark forest. He wore a blood red Combat jacket with a devil insignia on the back. his pants was also blood red, he wore black tactical boots and bone white gloves, his face is pale as ash and his eyes darkened with what looked like death. Hanging from his right shoulder is a pulse rifle colored blood red as well. The lone man was walking along the road cutting through the black forest of the land. He heard a scream nearby and placed his attention towards it.
Somewhere nearby off the road were a three bandits with weapons tossing around a peasant girl back and forth, nearby a man had his hands and feet bound and a sock sticking in his mouth with blood oozing down from a cut on his head. "Come on, Come on, We haven't got all night, boys!" The lead bandit yelled out as he throws a sack of food in their cart. "Aww, But Boss... We aren't finished Playing yet." Said the skinny looking Bandit who was chuckling like a maniac. The lead bandit sighs and looks around. "Fine... Just make it quick." The larger looking Bandit smirked. "You hear that you little tart, you're ours for the night... hehe... I wonder if you're still pure there eh?" The girl merely muffled a scream as she struggled in the bandits arms. "I hear no complaints, lets find out!" the Skinny bandit said in a giddy tone.
As the Bandits attempt to have their way with her, the Lone man came across the bandits and yelled out. "Hey, you shouldn't be doing that to a girl like her." The bandits all looked at the Man and they laughed at him. "HAHAHA... Well, well, well... Looks like we got a hero boys... Show him what we do to heroes.." The lead bandit pulled out his rifle, the other two took out their Machine guns as they threw the Girl next to the man. "Light him up!" All Three Bandits Shot The man, ripping him to pieces. His Guts fell out, his arms detached from their joints and blood spraying all over the ground where he stood. As he stood there riddled with bullet holes blood staining the ground, he falls forward with a sickening thud. The two Prisoners looked in shock at the corpse then back at their captors. "Well... That was pathetic... Now where were we?" said the Large bandit as he grabs the girl by her arm.
The Skinny bandit only chuckled a bit as he walked over to the Bloodied corpse. "Heh.. Fucking Prick should've minded his business..." As soon as he said that a voice spoke to the bandit. "Yeah... and You should've carried Silver bullets." The bandit looked around. "Who said that?" As soon as his back was turned, The bullet riddled corpse began to regenerate back to his original form right before he was butchered and stood over the bandit and whispered into his ear very coldly. "Me." The bandit turned his head quickly and yelled in fear as he backed away and fired at the man again, this alarmed the other bandits as they all looked in fear of what happened next. This time the man dodged the bullets with ease, jumping from tree to tree with unholy speed and pulled out his rifle, with quick aim he lined up his shot and fired a well placed round right between the bandit's skull, the bandit stood there for a moment then fell back with blood spurting out like a fountain in the air.
The other bandits pulled their weapons and tried to gun down the man again, The man took some of the bullets but quickly regenerated. The large bandit roars in fury as he charges toward the man and swung his large fist to his face, the man took the punch and was unphased by the blunt force. "Heh... Is that all you got?" The bandit again struck the man but still he was unphased. "Its like you're not even trying." The bandit became tired of the man's smart ass comment and tried to crush his head downward. Only to meet in contact with the man's fist, not even struggling. The bandit began to shake in fear as soon as he looked into the man's blood red eyes. "You're...You're..." Before he could say another word, The man twists the bandit's arm until his arm twists up sickeningly and with one pull he tore the bandit's arm off and swung his other hand at his neck, blood spurts out from his neck as the man cut open an artery, the large bandit slumped to his knees and fell down on his side like a bag of potatoes.
The lead bandit looked in fear as he watched his two allies butchered before his eyes. He points his rifle at the two prisoners. "COME ANY CLOSER AND I"LL KILL THEM... I"LL DO IT!" The man is still holding the large bandits arm and tossed it aside. He merely smiles evilly. "Cute... How about saying a threat that does concern me." The man placed his rifle on his hip and shoots a round at the bandit's rifle snapping it in two. The bandit looked in shock as he backed away and began to run from the scene. The man slumps his rifle on his shoulder and chuckled, He walked over to the girl and unbound her bondage. "Get yourself and your friend there somewhere safe... I'm going hunting." Before the girl could say anything, the man began to run unnaturally fast towards where the bandit ran.
The bandit tried all he could to run from whoever the man was, his feet could not carry him anymore as he fell on his feet, he frantically looked around as the Black forest began to close in around him, The Howling of the wolves in the moonlight, the screeching sounds of rampant beasts haunt the night. He pulled himself to his feet once more, his hands shaking from what he had witnessed. For the moment he was safe; Or so he thought. "You really should've left those people alone." The man stood on a large tree branch leaning against the trunk. The bandit backed away and pulled out a knife from his belt. "STAY BACK, I'LL... I'LL CUT YOU!" The man only Cackled maniacally as he jumps from the tree branch and casually walked to the bandit closing the gap between them. "Boy... you should've backed away when you had the chance." The bandit took his chance and lunged forward stabbing the Man's chest with his knife. The man looked at the Knife sticking out of his chest as the bandit backed away in shock Questioning how he was still alive. "What...WHAT ARE YOU!?" The man pulled out the knife from his chest and looked at the blood dripping from the edge and to the ground, he eyes the bandit with his blood red eyes, he flashes out his teeth, his canines looking much sharper for any human and quietly said. "I am the Immortal." Before the bandit could react, The Immortal Lunged forward and bit the man's neck hard like an animal, the bandit tried to push him off, but realized he was becoming weak then his arms slump lifelessly as he feels his life draining until he breathes his last. The Immortal pushes the body to the ground wiping his blood covered mouth his jacket. "Rest in hell." He said calmly as he points his rifle at the body's head and fired a shot to his head. With that finished the Immortal began to journey back to town, his thirst sated and justice delivered.
Meanwhile somewhere very deep in the black forest was a small house, around the area were large trees and attached to the trunks were warning signs and Different variety of Hexes and curses named carved on the trees in ancient evil tongue, inside the house was more demonic, Different variety of jars filled with animal, Human and plant parts are shelved and categorized. nearby opposite of the door was a fire place with a large black cauldron over a green fire, overheard of the fireplace was a jackal head and and skulls attached to a thick lines of rope dangling around.
"Hmm... A dash of toad's leg with a mix of Vampire dust... What am I missing?... Oh yes, an eye of Newt." A witch was standing over the cauldron adding the ingredients into the pot smiling devilishly as she boils a greenish looking slop in her cauldron. The witch was a tall blonde woman, She looked quite young, However its due to the fact that she has been enchanting herself with an age spell that given her unnatural increase of life and kept her young and vibrant, she wore a leather corset that covered her semi-modestly, attached to the corest is a large leather cloth that covered the front and back of her legs, She wore curled toed shoes and a crooked witch hat to match, around her waist was a thick rope that held up a magical spell book with the Title "Unholy Book of Spells and incantations... For Witches.", and on her back were bat wings that slightly glowed in an unholy orange.
"Hmm... Yes... That should do, Now that my potion is done... I can now plan to take over Aldersburnn... But how?" She taps her finger against her chin as she walks over to a chair made out of goat fur and skulls of her enemies and sits down, crossing her legs. Just as she was schemeing a dark mist enters the house and a figure forms in front of her. "Ah.. Reaper, my faithful servant... Tell me, Have you found a way to destroy that miserable village and all its Inhabitants?" She asked in a authoritative yet sensual tone.
Reaper stands before the witch, his body covered in unholy armaments and steel claws on his hands, his armor covered by a cape like attire with the collar up and a flap attached the back of the vest like cape, the one thing people would notice about Reaper is his pumpkin head, the Pumpkin head looked to be carved but the inside its head was an unholy fire that fueled the Reaper's soul as it's face smiled wickedly to any that dare set their eyes on him.
Reaper Kneels down to the Witch and said. "I believe I do, Master... You heard of the Lord's Scientist Dr. Junkenstein yes?" The Witch raised her eyebrow intrigued by what her servant is telling her. "Yes, I have heard of the good doctor's name... What about him?" Reaper Bowed his head as he continued. "As you know he creates these contraptions called Zomnics and You know how his lord takes his work for granted?" The Witch nods her head. "Yes, I have heard of rumors of those... What are you getting at, Servant?" Reaper looked at his Master and stood up. "If I may suggest... If we use Junkenstein's Inventions we might have a chance to kill the fool lord and take the land... Also I Heard other rumors that he had been grave robbing human remains and other parts to create a monster...or So I hear." The Witch taps her armrest for a moment then smiled evilly. "Heh... I see, When then perhaps we might do something with him, He may prove useful in the long run... Come Servant, We have much to do before this night is over." Reaper bows his head. "As you wish, master."
The Witch and Reaper made their way outside and began their journey towards Junkenstein's castle to pay a visit to the mad doctor.
