A/N: Hello again reader, its that time again, time for another chapter of born to be king. I hope you all are enjoying the story so far, and don't worry its not ending any time soon. we are finally getting back into the juicy action scenes that I promised and it will continue for the next few chapter, so I hope you will all enjoy that. Just a reminder if you don't already know the edited version of the first chapter is up with more coming, but I don't know when ill be able to get the next edit up so I'm asking for patience. other than that as always thanks for reading and please feel free to leave a review or a private message I always like to hear feed back from another prospective.
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The Tournament for Love
Moka looked down from her balcony amazed at the what her eyes beheld in the early morning light. Flooding in over the bridge that connected her families realm to the to the tunnel, that served as a dimensional gateway to the outside world, was every form of transportation known to man. Everything from horse drawn carriages to limousines all slowly made there way to the castle all full of high ranking clan members, their families, and of course their champions that would go threw the tests today.
"all of them are here for you, dear sister." Moka softly smiled and waited for the owner of the voice to join her on the ledge before replying.
"oh the silent treatment Moka, that's soo mean." The black haired girl cried throwing her arms around Moka neck and putting all her weight down on her.
"I never claimed to be nice now did I Aqua?" Moka teased looking back at her childish older sister who pouted slightly before regaining her composure, and stood at Moka side.
"I still hate that father is making you go through with this wedding, are you sure you don't want me to act as your champion?" ask Aqua wanting deeply to protect her sister.
"no sister, though I appreciate it, if you were to act as my champion it would cause father even more grief then what the vampire counsel is crushing him with." Moka smiled looking at her beloved older sister with sad emerald eyes.
"B-but."
"no buts Aqua, and besides if I were to have a champion I'd want it to be someone I can truly marry." Aqua frowned at this knowing her sister was right. With the low birth rates of the vampires, that was only made worse after the great vampire wars that claimed millions of lives, it was law that all vampire relationships be based around one fertile vampire male.
"alright then, if the man who wins this tournament is not worthy of you, then you must crush him into dust." Joked Aqua trying to lift her sisters spirits, while knowing that Moka had no hope of winning with her unremovable rosary around her neck nearly completely sealing all of her vampiric abilities.
"Well with any luck, I wont have to." Moka said with a small smile as she looked up at the moon and smiled softly seeing the very edge of it becoming red signifying that the tournament would soon begin under the light of the blood moon. "After all according to the headmaster my fate isn't to be married today."
Two hours later…
the roar of the crowd chanting their leaders names echoed loudly throughout the land emanating from the large colosseum that was build in at the base of the mountain that was overlooked by the Shuzen family castle.
"our guest grow restless my dear daughters shall we go to greet them?" smiled Shuzen looking back at his four Children with Moka in the lead in a white wedding dress and her three other sisters at her flanks. The bride to be looked at her father with sad eyes that only served to widen his smile.
"father, I-I.."
"Shuzen darling our guests are waiting for you and our dear daughter." The entry of the new voice made Moka stiffen to scared to look back at the woman she knew was approaching.
"Too right my love." Shuzen returned holding out his hand for his wife. Moka watched as a woman in a short black dress, that matched her fathers suit, with a long silver necklace on, and short silver hair that was kept out of her face by two silver rosary pins.
"lets go Moka its not proper for the bride to be late on her wedding day." Moka looked at the woman known as Gyokuro Shuzen, to most she was a elegant woman known for her beauty, and power, to other she was a beacon of pride , but to Moka she was just a wicked step-mother. Moka felt Gyokuro's pink eyes fall on her giving her a familiar chill down her spine.
Moka watched helplessly as her step mothers finger slowly pressed the button in front of them calling the elevator.
"I don't see why you wanted this elevator installed, the old rope pully system worked perfectly fine." Shuzen began to rant showing his still traditional ways.
Moka and her family stepped into the luxurious elevator as soon it arrived, not the young bride noticed. Moka felt like the undead her body going through the motions while her heart, and mind began to go blank, while she awaited her entire future become rewritten.
The doors opened to the Shuzen family private level that stood two levels above the cheering crowd, and wrapped around the whole arena. The whole level was built for comfort and to ensure a proper view for the members of the family. Tiny green men about waist high to the average person scurried to their posts or individual booths waiting to be summoned by there masters.
"Goblins, such weak creatures, they make the humans seem like real people in comparison." Laughed Gyokuro while the two maids that were brought with them rolled out a red carpet leading to two golden thrones at the edge of the levels overlook.
"Girls to your seats, except you Moka, please go to your special seat." Gyokuro commanded without even looking back at her step daughter.
Moka was about to protest to her father, but was cut off when the witch, Gyokuro grabbed his arm and had him escort her to their seats. Moka sighed and looked at one of the maids who bowed and guided her to Moka own private box.
"My lady, I will pray for you, let the chains of fate shackle you to a man that can be loved." The maid said as she opened the door to a room on the opposite end of her family. The room was bare and had no view of the arena at all, but then Moka already knew it wouldn't, her heart sank as she saw her fears the lone camera stand at the edge of the room for her presentation.
"my lady im sorry but I must."
"don't apologize, my father demanded this, and so it must be done." Moka said choking back tears as the maid approached her from behind and began to undo the back of her dress.
Begin…
"Shuzen…Shuzen…Shuzen HAAAA!" the crowd cheered as the man rose from his throne above them and raised his hand silencing them all effortlessly.
"Welcome, my brothers and sisters to the fabled Arena of Azreal!" the crowd exploded into cheers at the mention of the mighty angel of death whose statue was carved over the head of there leader.
"Today I am proud to say that I, Issa Shuzen head of clan Shuzen after three hundred and fifty years of being the head of the Shuzen clan, am officially retiring." The crowd was silent as he paused waiting with baited breath for the naming of his successor. Everyone knew who the obvious choice would be his daughter, Aqua Shuzen, which is why many have been trying to gain her favor for years now.
Aqua smiled she knew her father was about to name her as the next head, after all she'd been training for years to do just that. 'first thing I'm going to do is call off this damn engagement." Aqua plotted preparing to stand.
"and today will name my successor, however they will not be chosen from the clan Shuzen." The whole crowd gasped and began to whisper wondering what Shuzen was thinking. To hand the power of the most powerful clan to an outsider when he had a very capable and well respected successor already lined up was insane.
"In accordance to ancient tradition, my successor will be chosen from the champions provided by the each of the vampire families, they must each must survive and win the tournament to be deemed worthy of my three offerings." The crowd cheered in excitement hoping that their families champion could win the day and bring more prosperity to their own households.
"the second of my offerings, is something I hold very dear. I offer my daughter flesh of my flesh, as a bride to the Champion!" in that instant four projectors one in each corner of the arena burst to life displaying a beautiful naked maiden for all to see.
"Beautiful, powerful, and unspoiled my daughter Moka Akashia will make an excellent addition to any noblemen's harem." The crowd cheered even louder at the sight of the young woman.
"finally, my last gift, the most sought after weapon in our world or if any world. If the champions can wield it I will embrace him as my son! My brothers and sisters I offer the SWORD OF ABEL!" the entire arena exploded with such excitement that the walls began to shake from the sheer eruption of raw power.
"Now, my red eyed brothers and sisters let us BEGIN!"
The arena grew louder as the gates down on the battlefield suddenly opened and thirteen champions took the field each with their own armor and weapons. Each vampire looked strong and deadly in there own right, and was of noble birth which aided them in gaining entry to the tournament to begin with. All of them had expensive and rather flashy armor except for one. The thirteenth champion who wore simple leather armor and carried and English sword and shield.
"To begin the tournament each man must present a gift to my daughter, a gift of blood. Do we have a volunteer to present their offerings." Immediately Baca stepped forward and raised his long sword.
"Baca son of Brone, my lord, I wish to present my offerings." The crowd cheered at his name showing his popularity. This made shuzens lips curve up slightly as he nodded and sat back in his throne.
The rest of the champions walked back through the gates leaving Baca on the field alone to present his gift.
"my Dear lady Akashia I hope you will accept my gift of blood, as it is the blood of a werewolf!" Baca announced while brandishing his sword towards the opposite gate while it opened.
In stepped a large white werewolf; its body covered with scars from past battle, its claws long and sharp like the heads of a spear, one dead left eye.
"AAAWWWWOOOOO!" the creature howled stepping into the light of the blood moon feeling its power begin to rise.
"that's it beast grow stronger, bask in the light of the moon one last time, before I mount your head on my wall." Baca smirked as he drew his sword and charged the beast.
The werewolf roared as he nearly disappeared from sight only a ball of bright light could be seen flying around the ring that could barely be seen let alone tracked. Once, twice, three times it circled its prey before suddenly charging its claws ripping off the back plate of its opponent.
"mangey mutt is making me look bad." Cursed baba under his breath as his eyes struggled to track the light footed creature. Again and again the attacks came, most hitting his flanks or aimed at his back.
Baca taking hit after hit his armor and sword barely be able to stop the werewolf's quick but crushing attacks. The werewolf circled again and attacked from the rear this time his claws finding the delicate flesh of its target leaving a deep cut across Baca back, while throwing him flat on his face.
"AAAAAWWWWOOOO!" the wolf howled again believing victory to be in hand as he dove at the vampire fangs bared and claws at the ready.
"he he my turn beast." The vampire whispered as the claws went straight through the vampires shape but went through him like a ghost. The werewolf looked around confused trying to find his enemy until a large sword burst through his chest from behind.
" you lose, dog." Growled Baca as the beast hit its knees and Baca taking out a vail filled it with the werewolf's blood before kicking it to the ground and off of his sword.
"this blood is for you, my lady." Baca said smiling holding up the vail before handing off to a servant and walking back to the others his injures already healing. The crowd exploding into loud cheers at the sight of such bloodshed.
Issa Shuzen stood with a smile before composing himself.
" Next champion Present your offering!" he commanded looking down and making eye contact with Baca both men nodding at each other before Baca disappeared from view.
Meanwhile…
In the grand hall the sword of Abel rests comfortable on its rack its mind a buzz over the return of his master.
"coming here with a younger face while strange isn't impossible, in fact its easily done with the use of magic." The sword paused though he wasn't there for his master's youth he still could imagine what Abel looked like and the mental image and this boy were nearly identical.
"however his aura, no amount of magic could change his soul that much, though there are still traces of his original aura as well hmm…" as the sword pondered the chamber doors opened and in walked a man in pure white cloak that covered his face.
"and who is he suppose to be, I haven't seen that kind of cloak sense… wait." As the stranger got closer and closer he pulled out a long wooden case with symbols carved on the lid.
The blade began to shake wildly on the rack as the man suddenly vanished and appeared in front of the blade grabbing his slender body and lifting off of its throne.
"NO, No put me down!" yelled the sword as the man opened the case to reveal an identically wrapped sword.
"No, you bastard I know who you are. I will not fight for you." Cursed the blade as the man stuffed him into the case
"hehe now brother, the blade you kept so selfishly to yourself, is mine." The man said his eyes glowing red while he looked up and laughed at the statue of the great warrior while he stole his weapon replacing it with a the fake.
"No, you bastard, Brone!" that was the last thing the blade said before everything went black.
LET'S CHAT: Massimo stands in the light of the window, the sun bathing him in its light, he gives a small smile then a sigh of contentment "Hello everyone, good to see you again." he says finally acknowledging we exist. "what did you just say, you make it sound like I'm some stuck up aristocrat." the well bread vampire noble growled in displeasure. "well bread?" he asked then both he and the writer chuckled at the thought.
"sorry about that private joke." smirked the warrior vampire before returning to the oak throne "now as for the chapter it appears that shuzen is up to something and Baca seems to be in on it, and not only that but brone is involved as well, and if I know that serpent he's going to poision everything he touches if it means getting his way."