I Put a Spell on You
Disclaimer: I do not own Rosario Vampire or any part of its franchise. I would also like to thank lord of the land of fire for giving me permission to write this.
Also, I do not own the Dovah language present within Skyrim, I just needed a source of inspiration.
This is a sequel to The Unsealed Vampire story by lord of the land of fire.
Enjoy:
The home of the Succubi and Incubi races could only be qualified as one thing: a giant wasteland. The entire realm consisted of a giant mountain surrounded by endless stretches of inhospitable lands where nothing would be grown. The barrier shielding their home made it seem like it was summer year round, therefore the temperature was always exceedingly hot. Add to that the sand blowing through the desolate landscape and you can see why Tsukune didn't really like being here.
The boy grew up in urban Japan, even though the temperature could sometimes spike, it usually was mild. You can understand why being thrown into a desert wasn't exactly his idea of a good time. But still he pressed on, no matter what, he knew he had a job to do and was planning on finishing it.
But despite the temperature and the possibility of being confronted with a species that was capable of wiping away his mind, that wasn't what filled him with the most dread. What scared him most of all was the other enslaved species he wanted to ally himself with. To be honest, when he saw it written in print, he thought it was a joke. They couldn't be serious. Those things couldn't be real. Alas, it wasn't, there were real, and they were every bit as fearsome as they were rumored to be.
It would have been impossible to bypass the realm's rulers to see those they would ally themselves with had Fairy Tale not been pouring immense resources into entering the great expansion of underground caves that spanned the entirety of the realm. The best part was Fairy Tale had been forced to leave the entrance unguarded in order to deny being responsible had it been discovered, Fairy Tale might've been a terrorist organization but that didn't mean they weren't involved in politics in any smaller way than the Dark Lords were, the only difference was that the Dark Lords had a greater power base, a much greater power base.
The caves were littered with torches, but other than that, there was no proof of civilization. The master races preferred to live inside the mountain, the folder made a note of emphasizing it was one of the most luxurious locations in the Monster World and that the inhabitants rarely ventured into the caves because they already had all they needed. The caverns all led to the great mountain, were the city was built within. In ancient times, it served as a place of refuge for monsters seeking to hide from human persecution and the arid climate was meant to deter any human expeditions. Of course, back then, the original rulers of the mountain, the now enslaved species, were considered to be the guardian species of monsters. Apparently, a lot had changed since then.
As expected, as they neared the center of the labyrinth, the men started to hear roaring, they were getting close. Tsukune had to be on his guard and be sure to chose his words carefully. After all, if he didn't, there was nothing keeping them from devouring him and all of his men.
Tsukune was so absorbed he almost didn't the cavern walls moving next to him, key word being almost. Another fearsome roar could heard as the men realized what looked like a part of the cavern up until now actually turned out to be one of the beast in camouflage, the dark brown scales all over its body made it impossible to distinguish where the monster began and the wall ended. It lazily opened up its eyes before turning them to the intruders, they were slitted and full of anger and rage. The amount of power this beast was emanating made the air oppressive. Had Tsukune not known better, he would've sworn these things were vampires in creature form.
With yet another mighty roar and a surprising amount of speed and dexterity for a beast its size, it shifted in such a way that it blocked off any possible way forward. The beast, no doubt in a show of force, dug his forward claws, from which the very tip of his wings were attached, into the ground in front of Tsukune who found himself at the forefront of the group.
It then proceeded to speak: "Halt, jul. What is your gajool, your purpose here?"
Now came the moment of truth, Tsukune prayed Fairy Tale intel was right about this as he bowed before the dragon in front of him with both hands squarely on the ground beside him while his men followed his gesture.
The dragon was surprised to say the least: "Aam?" it inquired.
"We come in peace and wish to enlist your help to free both our brethrens from Lilith's mountain." he answered, each word he had just spoken were part of Fairy Tale instructions as well. This was a very dangerous position to be in and he was fully aware of that fact.
The words gave the dragon pause, he was obviously trying to determine what the trick was or how this human was trying to deceive him. Tsukune continued to keep his head bowed down, careful not to met the dragons gaze. It seemed Fairy Tale did know a thing or two about dragon culture and customs. At least enough to not get vaporized on sight, anyways. After about a minute of careful examination on the dragon's part, it decided to continue on speaking in a deep commanding voice that made the walls of the cavern shake.
"Alok, arise young jul. If what you say is true, then stin, free us from our shackles so that we may once again be sahrot dov."
Sahrot dov? Why couldn't the dossier cover dragon speak? Tsukune did however understand they wanted to be freed. Still, he had one hell of a bad feeling about this, but heck, as the old saying went: "Nothing ventured, nothing gained." Of course, he was betting his very life on this but that was just a minor detail, a small, potential fatal detail.
"How can we free you?" he knew this was going to cost him something, magic always did.
"Hin sos, your blood." he added with a low growl that resembled something close to a chuckle, no doubt it was laughing its ass off, right now.
Of course, blood. Ugh. Why did he always have to be right? "I'm listening."
"Spill a bit of hin sos on the ground, I will be able to perform the unbinding spell."
Dragons can use magic, now? He supposed it was a good thing they were on his side for now but couldn't help but wonder why it was that they were imprisoned in the place. With his luck, it had to be because of something dangerous and potentially end of the world-ish but it was a little to late to have second thoughts.
With a sigh, he brought out the knife that was up until now comfortably resting on his belt, pulled back his sleeve, and proceeded to make a small cut on his forearm. The resulting wound caused a few droops of blood to fall on the rocky floor of the cave. The dragon wasted no time as he began to seemingly speak to the blood, calling out to it, more precisely. If only that was where the weirdness stopped. Alas, Fate wasn't about to waste a chance at disgusting young Tsukune, not by a freaking long shot.
The blood starting moving towards the dragon who continued to casually speak to it. More roaring could be heard within the caverns as several other dragonic figures appeared to have awoken and surrounded the merry band of humans now shitting their pants. They may have been grown men but this still was an impressive display. Meanwhile, the blood had made it to the dragon and was beginning to draw out archaic symbols all over the floor around them, this was indeed messed up.
After about twenty minutes of blood moving around in all directions, it finally paused and started to turn as black as ink. All of a sudden, a great burst of light erupted from said blood that blinded the humans in the cave. When they opened their eyes, the blood had disappeared and their gaze went straight to the dragon they had been conversing with, he had a big smile on his face. Apparently, the spell was successful.
After yelling out some more words in dragon speak, no doubt directed to its brethren, it returned its gaze to Tsukune expectantly, it was obviously waiting for directives.
As dragons from all over approached the humans, Tsukune exposed his plan to the dragons. It wasn't very elaborate, it pretty much just involved the dragons smashing and killing all monsters in sight. Once that was done, the humans who would up until that point be under trance would be freed from slavery.
This would be a turning point for the cause, where the snow people only possessed a few dozen humans as slaves, the Succubi and Incubi races numbered their human captives in the hundreds. This would strike a great blow to those assuming they could take advantage of humans and would also give them the opportunity to do a sorely needed recruitment drive.
As for the dragons, the pretty much only had one objective in mind, taking back their home. The humans seemed to not want to intrude on their territory so they could tolerate their presence for now. As long as they didn't turn on them like the other monster races had, this alliance would go on swimmingly.
Still, both parties were feeling very uneasy about this. This may very well have been the very first attempt at human/monster coexistence in history. Fate was definitely screwing with them.
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Someone was definitely screwing with her.
After taking Moka back to her father and making sure she was not to shaken up, she decided now would be the best time to get some answers regarding Tsukune.
Everyone who seemed to have a connection with the Aono project mysteriously ended up dead before she could talk with them. Only three people were left associated with it: her sister Kahlua, Hanson and, gulp, Gyokuro. Was management already cleaning up the mess? It had to be a bigger fiasco than she would have imagined.
This went on for several more days before she was finally able to corner Kahlua. The Aono project was supposed to be the ultimate bargaining tool, a human commando unit subservient to Fairy Tale that could incite rebellion within human groups and direct them at certain monster governments. In exchange for complying with each and every demand, Fairy Tale would keep the human subversive group at bay. The snow people's village was supposed to be the trial run for the project to see how well the humans would do. Instead, the village was burnt down and, worst of all, Fairy Tale was being accused in some circles of having sanctioned the attack. Some even dared say Fairy Tale was plotting with human extremists. It didn't help that the few surviving eyewitnesses reported seeing the humans using Fairy Tale equipment. Fairy Tale, the fierce anti-human association, was accused of having human leanings. Partners were starting to question whether or not they should keep supporting the group, funds were drying up fast.
Management decided now would be the perfect time to try and find some other source of revenue. They would be asking for donation from the only race of monsters capable of not just getting them the necessary amount of money to continue to operate but also enough to expand greatly. The would organize a fund raiser to prove how dedicated they were to the monster cause.
Hence, Kahlua informed her sister that the two of them, along with Gyokuro, would be serving as Fairy Tale representatives at this party. Now comes the kicker, all Shuzen family members were expected to be present, seeing as how they were the most influential vampire family in the world. This would prove to be the best chance Fairy Tale was going to get to gather some money.
Hanson had a different ending in mind for that party. He had anticipated Fairy Tale's response and had already gone ahead and given an extra folder to Tsukune. This folder gave the exact location and time the fund-raiser would be held, along with the best way to crash it. In appearance, the only modification that was made was that Tsukune would think he would be crashing a human slavery fund-raiser. There would be human slaves, of course, but he would be unintentionally be doing far more than simply freeing them from vampiric hands. It was frightening how far the Chairman planned ahead, it really, truly was.
To put it plainly, Tsukune was being sent an a collision course with the near entirety of the Shuzen family. This would be entertaining if nothing else, that was a given.
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The battle, if you could even call it that, had gone better than anyone could have hoped among the small human group.
As soon as the dragons had gone over the plan with Tsukune, they escorted the humans to the hollowed out mountain that housed one of the most luxurious destinations in all of the monster world. Enormous houses and buildings were built all over the place, whether it be on the ground or attached to the walls of this giant spire. Winged humanoids were traveling everywhere you would carry your gaze. It was the picture of an utopian city.
The dragons seemed to disagree with the humans impression of what had once been their ancestral home. Their first step was to annihilate nearly every structure they could find, burning or freezing all in their paths. It wasn't long before the would be masters of the mountain for the last 600 years flocked the exits by the thousands.
Tsukune and his men just stood back and watched the fireworks. Gusts of wind, fire and snow would dance all around the inside of the mountain, this was destruction on a whole other scale, it was incredible. The dragons were reclaiming their freedom and destroying their oppressors. For the first time since he had met his men, he felt he wasn't alone in his fight. Maybe if monsters and humans realized they were equals, they could perhaps live together. It was a far fetched dream, granted, but why not dream? Tsukune was horrified by the destruction, the glee he felt when plotting against the snow village was no longer present. However, he understood it was a necessity, and when he hoped for a brighter future, he felt the destruction was a bit more bearable. The end did justify the means. No people should be enslaved, ever.
After the battle, or massacre, was done, once all the foes had been chased out and the charms had been broken, the humans began recruiting. A surprising number of people enlisted, the others were allowed to remain inside the mountain as long as they conceded that it rightfully belonged to the dragon species. After all this carnage, there was a silver lining, two species had worked together and formed an alliance that looked like it was likely to last a little while longer.
The dragons seemed to respect Tsukune's will for freedom and consequentially allowed him and his men to stay as well until they were ready for their next assignment. They promptly accepted and started rebuilding a small part of the city alongside the human refugees.
It may have been small but it still was there, a small glimmer of hope did indeed emerge. The dragons swore upon their honor to never oppress Humanity as long as they were left to live in peace. Peace, maybe it could be reached, maybe it wasn't just a far fetched dream. But in order for there to be peace, there had to be freedom. Something Tsukune would strive for, so who better to go annoy next than the species that placed themselves above all other humans and monsters. Good timing too, it seemed like they were going to hold a fund-raiser pretty soon.
Talk about a coincidence...