A Calm Storm

'It's been so long since I've seen light. How long has it been since I've gone to sleep or is this what death feels like?' She thought to herself as she floated in complete darkness. It was different from when she was asleep. If she were to describe it, it felt like a she was closing her eyes, asleep but not actually sleeping. Drifting in a wide sea, never reaching the shore and floating like a feather atop water. The drifting slowly took its toll on her and she spaced out. She came to when she heard noise. The first she's heard since she can remember after this darkness enveloped her.

"Faster Ghet, they're almost here!" A girl with red hair said in a low voice as she held her gun closer to her body while she peeked over the corner. There was another man to the opposite side doing the same.

"It takes time little Valeire, they've updated the software. First you have to get past the fir-." He was cut off as a rain of bullets poured into the lab. Valeire clicked her tongue and got to work, firing back a small amount of bullets to prevent them from coming any closer. The male was doing the same but his expression remained stoic and his aim was accurate as he took out two Vampires with clean shots to the head. The rest didn't spare a single glance at their fallen comrades and continued pushing in.

"How much more time do you need!?" Valeire shouted at him with her back to the wall before she was cut off by the sound of more gunfire pouring into the lab. Ghetty was too concentrated to hear her but she knew what that meant, now it would be their fault if they failed here. Ghet could past any electronic lock designed and it was her job to make sure he wasn't disturbed as he did his work.

Once he got started and attained concentration, he would forget about the world. The only world which matter now was full of numbers and holes. He needed to get through said holes and use numbers as his shield and sword. That being said, it didn't make his speed at hacking it any faster. He was just the best at what he was doing within his organisation. He had a knack for this and he wanted to use it for once instead of for just running away. Away from reality, from his life, from the constant pestering, he just wanted to get away from it all and he would just sit there for hours on end and toy around within it. There it was. The codes were in front of him.

'Now, it's your turn to cover us. Captain!' Ghet mentally said with admiration not at all lacking.

'It's done.' He thought to himself looking to the three capsules filled with a green fluid. These three capsules contained the greatest threats Millennium's ever faced in their conquest of the world. Though Ghet only managed to get the codes for the one he really wanted opened. The other two could wait for now. The fluid quickly drained out and the air support was detached leaving a man on the ground within it. It had been five years since he had seen him and there wasn't any less awe from the first time he had seen him. His brown hair shone from the fluid. His clothes were still damaged from his last battle, his woulds and gashes long gone replaced by scars and clean skin.

The one man said to face a Vampire in hand to hand combat and survive to tell the tale, of course the Vampire wasn't any regular one, it was the scion of Dracula himself and now, that was a feat. He read the code name imprinted at the foot of the Capsule with pride. The 'Calm Storm', remembering how gentle and kind he was and yet how wild and deadly he could be. But it was strange. How did they know of this? As the man groaned, pulling Ghet out of thoughts which could very well prove to be the greatest ones he's had in his life.

The man slowly regained consciousness, his eyes twitched before the opened wide and as they adjusted to the bright light he wiped off a drop of fluid from beside his eye. He looked around and immediately spotted a face he knew. Instinctively he knew the situation as he saw the gunfire pour out of the hall. They were under attack and that was more than enough for him.

"Where is this?" He asked, his eyes rested on Ghetty, a boy he didn't quite recognize at first. Ghetty gulped before he answered, it's been so long since he had talked with him but there was no time. No time to mourn his defeat, no time to mourn his lost time, no time to mourn the death of his friends, time just seemed to be a far-fetched concept, to him the oblivious and the evil were the personification of those who had too much time.

"We're at a Millennium bunker Captain. We received Intel from an insider that you were being kept here but it seems it wasn't just us that got the memo." He tilted his head to side with a brow raised and a half-smile showing they were fighting them off, Captain immediately realizing what these cylinders were meant to do, he could see it's effect as he looked at his boy. He turned and saw familiar red hair and a body which was unmistakeable, wasting no time he got off his knee and started walking towards the other two.

"Good job, Ghet. Now leave it to me." He turned his head to the side looking at the four remaining capsules as the machines slowly drained each one in order. He recognized two others he had thought to have perished long ago. With a reinvigorated energy he ran up close to Valeire pushing his form into wall.

"A gun please, Ma 'lady." He said with a half-smile and she returned it with an extra gun she'd been holstering. She let the gun fall off as she opened the lock in the front of her and he caught it sure enough as it started moving. It had an attached blade under it's long belly and from how the edge looked, it was quite well maintained while he was gone. His toy was back in his hands and now it was time to have some fun with it.

"It's a pleasure as always Cap'." She replied wasting no time and then going back to shooting into the hallway yet again. The man took a step away from the wall and closed his eyes. He reached deep into his mind, his hand went through a storm and into a calm area. The Millennium had referred to him as such, they had always seen the calm in his eyes, the cool gaze which looked at you but what happened afterwards was the aftermath of a deadly storm leaving nothing but bloody pools in its wake. A Calm-Storm, a deadly wind which will pierce through you before you have the chance to realize it has. In a moment he seemingly disappeared and as if on command Valeire and Brock both stopped firing.

'Good luck teach.' Brock thought with a half-smile knowing full well the destruction about to occur as this storm passed through this small corridor.

As they pulled back, their teacher appeared for a moment, nodding in approval with a cool smile, of their work and then disappeared just as quickly. He the gun to his mouth clutching it tightly with his mouth as he weaved through the spray of bullets with ease. Occasionally cutting it close by a inch or two. His eyes were dead, his mind was an empty platform and yet he reacted faster than any man capable of seeing the future, slowly his smile looked like that of a Reaper about to claim his rightful souls. He appeared in the middle of the small platoon of soldiers who were pushing in and simultaneously started unloading bullets from his gun while his left clawed and claimed the jugular of another. Blood splattered from one's head as the bullet passed straight through and the neck of an another, gone from it's rightful place. Slowly the screams and blood gurgling shouts died. There were still a few alive and he was barely getting started, another time he didn't have enough to satisfy that hungering beast within him once he started.

"Good work Cap'. Welcome back!" Valeire said as she came closer, a toothy grin was plastered on her face. Her red hair, was now unsurprisingly blending in really well as she approached the Captain.

"Welcome back Teach." The man said, his voice was firm and deep but it was a respectful. His spiky hair along with a masculine body and a perfect poker face defined him well. Though he hated his natural poker face, often times making him incapable of being read in a situation which made it quite awkward and sometimes made him look like a person you wouldn't want to trifle with.

He let out a half chuckle along with a sigh as he stood up, slowly turning around. "Thanks, I'm glad to be back. Now that the show's over, let's get you boys and girls back to base."

Valeire immediately started pouting to him pointing a finger at him and Brock just widened his eyes before breaking out into a laugh. That usual demeanour and aura he carried just about made any situation feel like a walk in the park.

Ghetty ran back out, his eyes were wide not from the amount of red which was painting the walls but because of something else.

"Guys... we may have a problem."

The night was finally giving way, as dawn paved way for a new day. The day which marked the beginning of a whole new force the Millennium had to face. The Major grinning behind his monitors looked absolutely giddy. His face seemed demonic as he planned the grand stage, a final showdown. Since he knew, it was he who would defeat Alucard. It was only she who could and would defeat him. The Doc' rubbed his hands together with a smile of his own as he looked at the Monitors. Just what sorts of deep crevices and deadly traps had he laid in his mind for her, what was it?

Find out on the next episode of Drag… :P. I always liked how they ended Dragon Ball Z with a narrative of what may or may not happen in that anime. It was a fun anime. Um yeah, this is going to be short. I don't have any ideas for the remaining three people, none what-so-ever. Suggestions/names for all 4 are much appreciated and if none come, I'll kinda have to put off the next chapter till i figure a good name or identity for each person. Yeah that's right, I'm holding the next chapter hostage until you can gimme something to on with! You can send me a message with your entire character if you want but nothing stronger than a werewolf but anything stronger than the regular human or Chip-Vampire.

For my OC the cap i planned on using *Killua* from HunterXHunter but I reserved that cool character's traits for another person. Yeah, that's probably whats going to happen to those people if you don't give me something. I'm going to implant a Suzaku into this story. :) Thanks for reading upto here! Have a good day you jollygood man you! Cya on the next update. Always appreciate help where i could have worded things differently for a better effect or such. My vocabulary isn't the strongest so I'm incapable of being completely descriptive with that i want to be. I'm sorry.