Chapter # 6: His Spirit in my Gun
I knocked the wooden door in front of me, anxiously awaiting for Vash the Stampede to show up and stop me.
A small girl answered, black hair elegantly cut and pretty figure, nice, maybe I could have some fun before he gets here.
"Can I help you?" she asked, gazing up and down at my attire with a critical eye, I guess Seras was right, I do look out of date, well I've been looking like that for almost a millennium so I didn't really care.
"Yes, my name is Vlad, and I'm an old friend Vash, I heard he lives here now, so I decided to visit him and give him a surprise. This is the right address, is it not?"
"Yes of course, please come inside." She opened the door and move aside to let me in, a bit modest but comfortable, the other girl was sitting by the fire, calmly asleep with a book in her lap, she was just as delicious.
"I'm afraid Vash went out right now, you can wait for him if you want, he should be back soon enough."
"That would be great, thank you." I said huskily.
"Would you like some coffee or tea while you wait?" she inquired while I sat next to the tall girl.
"No, its okay, my taste is a bit more demanding, ill get my fill soon enough so don't worry." Obviously she didn't get my meaning, but she will in five more minutes, then his time would be up.
Another knock on the door, I already knew who it was; I was expecting her after all. Sure enough when the girl went to answer the door, I confirmed it.
"Ahh, hi there, I'm looking for my father, he told me he would here, but maybe I came a bit early." said the sweet voice of Seras.
"Oh there he is." She said pointing at me rather child fully; I nodded at the girl so she allowed her to come inside as well.
"Sorry I'm late, master, I couldn't find the right address, I've been lost all night, Walter went ahead, so I'm not sure how things are exactly."
"Walter lost; even from here I can sense it." I said staring deeply at the peaceful flames.
"What, he lost, are you serious." she said unbelieving.
"You should sharpen your senses police girl; surely I've taught you that."
The small girl looked at us with a confused face, whether this was because of our conversation or because we didn't really look like father and daughter, not that this wasn't true.
"Speaking of which, I think you should get away from me."
"Huh, why?" she asked almost offended.
"Because someone coming." I said pushing her away from me as a shower of bullets came at me, breaking through the front door and the entire wall around it.
I saw with my remaining eye a man standing outside in front of large jeep, not Vash; he was bulkier and carried some huge weapon on his hand.
I regenerated in seconds, much to the girls' terror, blood, organs and limbs all quickly returning and reforming along with the clothes.
After throwing a quick smile to the girls, which incidentally showed my fangs in an overly dramatic way, I stepped outside into the night, coming face to face with my aggressor.
I must admit that I was taken back by his weapon, a giant black cross, with a gun barrel in the bottom part, clearly a high caliber machine gun of quite a destructive power.
"So you're the freak that been pulling people of his damn clothes." He said unimpressed by my regeneration.
"Are you friend of Vash?" I asked, he nodded proudly in response.
He placed his gun down, letting the cross stand like a symbol, was he perhaps trying to repel me with it, it had been a while since someone tried that old trick.
Then I saw that he just wanted to get something from the back of the jeep, to my surprise they were two more crosses, both as big as the other, one black as well, an the other covered in bandages and leather straps.
Was he really going to fight like that, I don't see where he going to hold the third.
"Hey, Vampire, I'd like you to meet a friend of mine, he anxious to come out and kick your ass." He said while removing his black hat, revealing a strong face with an odd tattoo in his left eye.
His faced drop all of sudden, as if he has fainted, when it came back he looked like another man, not physically, but his expression had definitely change, as it was no longer calm, but wild and ravenous.
"And who might you be?" I said, realizing that this was definitely not the same man, another personality perhaps?
"Razlo´s the name, make sure to remember it bitch."
He laughed crazily, staring at me with a crazy and hungry look, all eager to fight. He picked the two black crosses with his hands and before I could react, he began shooting at me.
This time however I managed to evade him, even though now he had doubled the firepower.
Rapidly drawing my Casull and my Jackal, I returned fire as I ran to my right, successfully evading his shots as they hit the ground before me.
I fired at him, carefully taking aim at all his vital points. He stopped his fire to block them with both crosses, but one of them managed to get past them.
The bullet however stopped inches from his wild exited face, stopped by metal hand that had just appeared from behind him to stop the deadly shot.
"How interesting." I commented while changing the empty magazines for new.
"Like it fuck face, you better like it, cause once I'm done with you, I'm going to shove it up your ass so hard you'll be begging for a bullet." I smiled.
"Well, good luck then." He laughed and picked the last cross with his new hand, releasing the straps first, to reveal a silver cross, a little tattered, but just as imposing as the other two.
"Lets dance asshole." He open fired, the amount of bullets was amazing, I couldn't dodge them all even with my enhanced speed, so I just fired as well.
Since he was attacking with such heavy weapons, he had absolutely no defense, which left him vulnerable to my shots, indeed they all hit him, but he regenerated from them almost instantly, not even bothering to stop.
His regenerative skills took by surprise, allowing the hail of bullets to fully catch me, tearing full of holes and eventually to pieces, till I was nothing more than a pool blood on the floor.
I started regenerating, turning solid again, but before I could even begin to form any limbs, he turned all three crosses around and reveal a large cannon in the top part of each one of them.
Missiles came from them, blowing me apart, over and over again, not allowing me to reconstruct my body.
"What's the matter vampire is that all you got, after I took the trouble of coming out to play with you, the least you can do is keep me entertained." He yelled loudly over the firing cannons.
If that's what you want, I began concentrating, to release my final form. In this state my regeneration was at its peak, not even his barrage of missiles could keep me from regenerating.
Slowly I rose, creepily moving the shadows around me so that he got scared, it seemed to work as his previously exited face, was now contorted with fear.
"What's wrong, weren't you going to shove something." I said as he finally stopped firing, as he contemplated my new black leather outfit.
He was stunned with fear, and rightfully so. I raised my hand, signaling that I was going to attack, to give the boy enough chance to react. Not that it help much, I was faster now, his hail of bullet meant nothing to me now.
In seconds I was in front of him untouched, then with all the force I had, I plunged my hand through his chest, heavily impaling his lungs, and only and inches away from his heart.
"Wolfwood." He muttered incoherently, as his mouth filled with blood, letting all three crosses fall to the ground.
"Guess you're not that though." I said, raising my left hand to finish the job, and just when I was about to do so, my arm got blown off by a strange miniature black hole, that had suddenly erupted in my left arm.
I dropped his body as I turned to see who had fired that thing.
"Ahh, finally. About time you got here, Vash the Stampede" I said smiling wickedly at the imposing figure in red before me.