Once again that acid-laced voice ran shivers up their spines. "What can you two weaklings possibly do against me?" he laughed his voice frightenly close. As both warriors clenched there teeth and tightened the grip around their swords there attacker finally came into view.
At first all that could be seen was the silhouette of a tall barrel-chested man, his large boots echoing amidst the stillness of the night, As Augustian inched closer to were the two warriors stood, his features became dreadfully clear. Even Lazaraus was astonished by what he saw approaching him.
When Lazaraus had first laid eyes upon the vampire king he had been a giant of man, large barrel chest with equally as large limbs. His hands were big enough to fit a human head inside them; His hair had been fiery red and was down to his shoulders. His skin was as pale as alabaster, and as hard and cold as steel. His eyes were ice-cold silver and frightening to look upon, when Lazaraus last saw Augustian he had resembled a man. Now, the thing which stood before them was anything but.
Augustian still stood as tall as ever, but what Lazaraus had once mistaken for boots had been the thundering steps of his feet. His feet were those of the wolf, raised and standing straight, but unlike those of the noble beast, those of Augustian had no fur, just alabaster white skin. His toes ended in two very large, sharp and ominous claws. His massive barrel chest heaved and pushed with every step that he took. His large hands were now the razor sharp claws of an angry beast.
His face had made the most radical transformation of all, it had elongated so much that his chin was now well below his neck. His lips had completely disappeared leaving nothing but a gaping mouth of huge razor sharp teeth. Saliva and blood oozed from his mouth, dripping onto the floor and sizzling as it ate its way through it. His fiery red hair remained but now it stood on ends, resembling the spikes of a hedgehog and just as sharp thought Lazaraus to himself.
His ears had also become much larger, held tightly against the sides of his head. His nose resembled that of a bat, wide and flat against his face, his nostrils flaring from hatred and rage. His once silvery eyes, now burned a hellish red, Both Motoko and Lazaraus believed that they now gazed upon the face of the devil himself. "You are one ugly mother." Commented Lazaraus as the beast inched closer and closer to where the two stood ready to strike.
"No more games Lazaraus, you have foiled my plans for the last time, now give me the sword." Came the beast's growl of a voice, as he spoke they could smell his sulfur breath, burning as it entered there lungs. "Not only are you ugly, your breath is fowl." Motoko said as she tightened the grip on her katana. "Such as tender morsel you have there, Lazaraus I think I'll keep her as my toy." The beast growled.
"Touch her and you will suffer beast." Lazaraus screamed charging through the air faster than Motoko could see. Raising his enormously large arm, Augustian connected a powerful punch squarely into Lazaraus's chest, long before Lazaraus's attack came anywhere near him.
The beast's punch had been so powerful that it sent Lazaraus flying back into the Hinata Sou, slamming him powerfully against the wall with a bone crunching crack. Lazaraus slummed to his knees, blood running from his nose and mouth.
"If you are the best that the Shadow Clan has to offer, then the world is mine, now give me the blade Lazaraus." Augustian's voice oozed from his mouth. It seemed that the beast had forgotten about Motoko, who now raced towards the beast her katana raised high in the air, bringing it down with a force that could slice boulders, her blade easily slicing through the creature's hand.
Augustian screamed in anger and pain clutching his arm, blood gushing from the wound as his severed hand fell to ground with a large wet thud. "You're going to pay for that bitch!" hollowed the beast, turning to face Motoko, opening his mouth in a horrible growl until his face was nothing more than teeth. The beast charged at Motoko his mouth wide and ready to swallow the beautiful and brave warrior.
"No!, Motoko, run!" screamed Lazaraus where he lay, his blood pooling of his shirt. Raising his right hand, Lazaraus points his open palm towards the charging monster. Letting out a powerful scream, Lazaraus releases from his palm three balls of red hot energy, sending them hurdling towards Augustian. All three energy balls hit their mark with enough force to hurl the demon back through the threshold of the Hinata Sou itself, but Augustian quickly recovers and rushes back towards the house with god-like speed.
As Augustian approaches the house, Lazaraus rises from the floor, his wounds healed. Racing to where Motoko stood, her blade ready to face the charging vampire king. "I managed to severe the creature's left hand." Motoko comments, without turning to face Lazaraus. "Doesn't matter, he will just grow a new one." Lazaraus responds as Augustian races towards the warriors both claws raised and willing to tear them to shreds.
*Author's note: Sorry about not having any comments during my last posting but I was so bust that I forgot to put anything down, and it will be my pleasure to write you a Shinobu vamp fic Baka since Motoko and Shinobu are my two favorite characters, that and I have already started a Shinobu fic just want to finish posting this one first., later*