Author's Note: Wow, I fell victim to the unlucky thirteenth chapter… I'm really sorry about that. This fic is going to continue, but updates will bee a bit slower, in the meantime, all of you who haven't left reviews before, please tell me your opinions, (especially of this chapter), because it really motivates me. See ya soon (hopefully. I haven't planned out the next couple chapters ahead of time, so updates will probably be slower).

Chapter XIV

Hell Hath no Fury…

"What have you done!"

"We've killed the demon outside. And we've set this creature free. It was your long-term experiment wasn't it?" Charlotte asked rhetorically.

Camilla's face contorted in rage. "That's it! I'll kill all of you! None of you will leave my chamber alive!" she summoned her scythe and ducked into her fighting stance.

"I'll handle this," Stella whipped out Burtgang and Kaladbolg and waved the other give members of the group away. Gergoth on the other hand stepped forward along with her. Stella just smirked.

"You know, Camilla, you should probably do something about the state of your skin. I'm sorry to put it so politely, but it looks positively grotesque."

"You will die for that!" Camilla's robes billowed and she shot a black beam at the cell containing the velociraptors. The forcefield dissipated and two of the pack hunters emerged almost curiously, looking around at their semi-new surroundings.

"Kwoah! Kwoah! Kwoah!" one of them called.

"What's it doing?" Charlotte asked nervously.

"Calling for its friends. And making sure that you don't interfere as I cut your friend to pieces."

Several other raptors ran out of the cell and joined the first two. They all were staring intently at the group of vampire hunters.

"You ready for a really tough fight, Jonathan?" Charlotte asked nervously.

"Heh, no problem," he said with confidence, drawing Agni's Flame.

Alucard pulled out Laevatain, which erupted into flame on command. Maria summoned her doves and Loretta prepared her ice spells. The raptors charged.

Camilla seemed to disappear for a moment before Stella realized what would happen.

"Secret Strike!" she shouted. Camilla's scythe passed through the air where she had stood a moment earlier. Instead it was Camilla who took a slash in the back. With a flourish, Stella used her other sword to unleash her Furious Wave, sending Camilla flying. Unfortunately, the vampiress wasn't nearly finished. She was back in front of Stella in seconds and she raised her scythe over her head, bringing it down with immense strength, Stella needed to block it with both of her swords, and even then she only managed to stop the blade from bisecting her head by a few inches. Camilla swung her scythe with the strength of a monster. It was all Stella could do to avoid being cleaved into pieces. Steel collided with steel as Stella's swords deflected the scythe.

"I'll slaughter you like an animal!" Camilla screamed. She slashed at Stella from the right side, piercing her leather armor and drawing blood.

"Yeah?" Stella taunted, "Try this animal out then!" She held both swords horizontally and channeled glowing orange energy into the blades. Moments later she raised both swords above her and slashed both of them in an 'X.' "Leonazium!" A lion of roaring fire erupted from the swords and tore its way through Camilla's body, making the vampiress scream horrifically.

"Like that? I've been working on that technique for a whole year!"

"Worthless whore!"

"I know you are, but what am I?" Stella retorted with an obnoxious smirk.

"Die! I'll suck all the blood out of you and tear all of your bones out. Then I'll graft skeletal limbs onto you and turn you into a new kind of monster!"

Stella stabbed forward and ducked under Camilla's scythe as it soared towards her in a vicious arc, "Not…happening!" She jumped towards Camilla and vaulted over her shoulders, landing behind her and stabbed her in the gut with both swords.

Camilla howled and swung her scythe in a three hundred and sixty degree arc, nearly cutting Stella in half. However the swordmistress was already above her. Turning over in midair, she shot a vicious gut of wind out of her sword, blasting Camilla into the floor.

Stella landed just as Camilla picked herself up. They both whipped around to face each other.

"Wow, you can take a lot of punishment can't you?" Stella asked, twirling Kaladbolg in her left hand, "I'll give you this, you're putting up a good fight."

"It will be your last!" Camilla snarled and charged at her opponent.

On the other end of the hall Jonathan and Alucard were doing their best to keep the raptors a bay. They were succeeding in injuring the dinosaurs, but the creatures were extremely quick and were constantly managing to avoid receiving any lethal blows.

Charlotte had decided that trying to cast spells was hopeless when her opponents could cross twenty meters in five seconds and had replaced her Book of Binding with her Tome of Arms. She was suddenly tackled by one of the raptors, but she opened the book and slashed it repeatedly with a number of swords and axes. It snarled and rolled away, bouncing to its feet. She realized that she was surrounded by several raptors. However at the same moment, she also noticed something coming up behind some of them.

With a roar, Gergoth charged and rammed through an entire side of the circle of predatory reptiles. Charlotte decided that it would be a good idea to follow it until one of the raptors jumped over her head and landed in front of her. He others formed a wall of teeth and claws. She really was trapped now. That is, until Gergoth turned around and grabbed the raptor in front of her in its mouth. With a shake of its head, it sent the creature flying into its brethren. Alucard ran over to it and stabbed it with his Laevatain. The raptor screeched, flailed and was still. Gergoth vaporized the rest seconds later with its searing breath weapon.

Stella jumped backwards into a wall and pushed off of it with her legs. She crashed forward and slashed at Camilla, who caught the blade of her sword with the shaft of her scythe and jabbed back with the blunt end, knocking Stella off balance for a moment.

That was all the time she needed to make a brutal counterattack with her scythe's blade. Stella was sent flying into one of the barriers and bounced off of it, electrical sparks crackling all over her body, her energy depleted. She tried to get up but couldn't find the strength to pick herself up off the floor.

"Oh dear, is this too much for you? Allow me to end this for you then!" Camilla cackled maniacally and brought the blade of her scythe down through Stella's neck.

Or would have had Stella still been there. Instead, she he was hovering above Camilla, gale force winds circling her body and keeping her in the air. The vampiress jumped towards the air currents, only to be caught in one of the many powerful drafts and tossed back into a wall, which she nimbly flipped down from, landing gracefully on her feet.

Stella slowly set herself down and dusted herself off, the winds dissipating around her.

"You were saying?" she taunted, even as her breathing grew heavy.

"You're vile even for a human, you miserable scum!"

Stella growled, "Well, if you really are trying to finish me off, you'll need a lot more than a couple fancy tricks, threats and a couple of insults."

"I will never let a human get the better of me! You will rue the day that you ever crossed me!"

"Well then, you should be cursing yourself," Stella glared at the vampiress, "You started this little war between us."

"I did no such thing!" Camilla snarled back.

"I beg to differ. Or do you not remember summoning a dragon to burn our house down? If you didn't want to make me as an enemy you should never have done that."

Camilla howled.

"It no longer matters! Regardless of what I've done, you die today!"

"Too bad. Didn't Jonathan tell you that we had other plans?"

"Stop toying with me!"

"Fine. I think I will stop playing games"

Camilla was almost stunned before she realized how dire she had made her situation. She watched as Stella vanished. There was a shout and suddenly she was standing in front of her, holding a slightly shaken Loretta.

"Sister, get ready," Stella said calmly giving her sister a look.

Loretta nodded. She extended her arms towards Stella's swords, and ice began to gather around them until Stella seemed to be holding a pair of giant blades made out of ice.

"Dual Crush! Double Ice Claymore!" the sisters shouted in unison. Stella raised both icy swords above her head.

"I'll finish you off…" she hissed. She hurtled towards Camilla and slammed both swords down on top of her, "…here and now!" The ice shattered. Camilla's scythe flew out of her hands, clattering uselessly to the floor seven meters away. The vampiress herself lay embedded in the stonework floor. Her once crimson robes were stained black with blood, and her breathing was ragged. In one last burst of energy, she heaved herself up out of the human-shaped trench in the floor and stumbled back over to her scythe. She picked it up and dragged it along the stonework making one last attempt to kill Stella. The ex-vampiress in question simply walked up to her.

"You can't…win! I told you…that I would not let you see…another sunrise!" Camilla held her scythe like a walking stick, using it just keep herself standing, "Your life is a blight…on the world! You to not deserve to live! It is a sin for you to live!" Camilla shrieked. She heaved the scythe back over her head and swung it.

Blood sprayed like geyser, and for a moment nothing else happened.

And then Camilla crumpled to the ground, blood spilling from a deep wound just below her chest. Her scythe fell to the ground next to her, the blade barely missing her neck. Stella held Burtgang, covered in black blood out to her right. With a flourish, she whipped around, shook the blood off of both of her swords and placed them back in their respective scabbards.

"Never stood a chance," Stella muttered.

Loretta looked over at the still breathing form of Camilla and tapped her sister on the shoulder. "Sister, I think she's still alive…well maybe not alive, but at least not fully dead yet."

"Leave her, Loretta. Even as a vampire, she won't get far."

"I suppose you're right Stella."

"Hey, you guys! We're all done here!" Stella called over to the rest of the group.

"Which means that we don't have to stay here anymore?" Jonathan asked, looking at Gergoth nervously.

"Yep. Let's get outta here," Stella decided.

Before Charlotte left the room, she turned to face Gergoth, who, of course, couldn't fit through the human -sized doorway.

"I promise I'll find a way to set you free. I'll be back later."

Gergoth nodded and went back to its open habitation cell and curled up into a sleeping position on the floor.

Charlotte smiled and closed the door behind her.

Several hours later…

"How dare they make a fool out of me, I do not deserve this!" Camilla gasped, forcing herself into a standing position, using her scythe to support herself.

"Of course not," came an airy voice from behind her.

She looked behind her to see none other than Alastor standing with his cape pulled around his body. His fiery red hair framed his face just as elegantly as usual.

"M-Master Bernhard! I'm sorry! I have failed you!"

"Nonsense," Alastor drawled nonchalantly, opening up his cape and fingering the jeweled hilt of his sword, pulling it out just for good measure, "You have served your purpose well."

"Do you mean that, Master?" Camilla asked in astonishment.

"Most certainly, Camilla. You have done very splendidly, especially in altering my Damascus Sword here," he held the sword up to the light. Camilla stared at the emerald at the base of its pommel.

"Thank you, Master! Thank you!"

"I never was able to master the technique required to imbue a weapon with the power to steal the souls of those it strikes. I must earnestly thank you for that. Without this sword, all of my plans would fall to pieces."

"What are your plans? You never told me or any of your other minions what you are truly trying to accomplish."

"All in good time, my dear, I'll tell you soon. You should get some rest. Go on, you cannot serve me if you cannot recuperate."

"Of course, Master."

Camilla turned to leave, listening to the ring of the metal as Alastor sheathed his…wait… The sword he had been carrying had an emerald in its hilt. The Damascus Sword had a blood ruby embedded in its pommel. Why had he talked about that other sword as thought it were the one she had forged? It didn't matter. All that would matter was that she serve her Master, and slaughter the Lecarde sisters.

"There is one more task I have for you, however," Alastor mused. She turned around, to see a blood ruby inches away from her face. The sword was pointing down.

"Is there something about the sword that you would like altered, Master?"

"Not quite. But you're close…I need something stored inside of it."

Her eyes widened as a wave unspeakable dread washed over her and she realized what was to happen. And all she could do was stand there, paralyzed by her own terror.

Up in the mazelike halls of the marble corridor, the six hunters stopped as a scream tore through the walls of the castle. It was the first time they would hear the agonized shrieking of a soul being severed from its body. It would not be the last. Nevertheless, looking back on it years later, they would all agree that they had never heard a sound more horrifying than what they had heard at that moment.

Author's Note: Well…that was certainly a surprise! After all of that, who would have guessed that it would be Alastor who would kill Camilla? Truth be told, I'd had this planned out from the beginning. Also, who can tell me what the "kwoah" sound the velociraptors made is a reference to? So, how was Camilla's final appearance? Review please.

The Armory:

Alastor's Weapons:

Damascus Sword: A sword sharper than a razor that never goes dull. It's able to steal the souls of its victims.