Chapter 82: Night of the Dark Lords
Gavin vs Dracula Round 1: Hell Over Heaven by Therewulf Media
Gavin vs Dracula Round 2: Bury the Light, Vergil's theme
-Xavier Institute, Bayville, New England-
It was October 31, 2000, the first Halloween of the new century. And on top of that, it was also the fourth birthday of none other than Damian Shirakumo, and the little troublemaker was doing what he does best…
Making a nuisance of himself causing all manner of mischief with his fellow kiddos, Alex Xanatos (age 3) and Drake Howlett (age 2). Ariel (age 1) would've been included, but she wasn't old enough to understand what to do for mischief yet… Plus, it would be difficult due to a lack of legs on her part.
Currently, though, the three boys were currently snickering as they hid behind a garbage can with several cartons of eggs that the blueberry had klept from a local convenience store, and a twenty roll package of toilet paper.
There was only one possible use these had for troublemakers of Damien's caliber: egging and TPing a house.
And the house they were about to vandalize? It belonged to none other than Duncan Matthews.
"Ichi, Ni, San…." Damian whispered, counting down in Japanese. "Hai!" He added as they came out of hiding just as the residents left. "Bonsai!" He yelled.
"BONSAIIII!" His two accomplices cheered as they charged along with him.
They instantly started chucking eggs and toilet paper rolls at the house, effectively defacing it in a harmless manner. Those that knew about how Duncan had landed in juvie stopped to take footage with grins on their faces, finding the concept of toddlers doing this act hilarious.
But unfortunately, their little arms couldn't throw as hard as they liked, so they settled on tossing eggs at Drake, who swatted them with his tail like a baseball bat.
Then, Damian copied the process with the toilet paper, effectively turning the house into a sticky web of egg and double plied paper.
"Mission accomplished!" Damian exclaimed as he stood proudly, his partners in crime doing the same. The few spectators watching the whole thing whispered about how adorable they were acting, even as the kids left via portal.
Meanwhile as the kiddos disappear, a dark figure looms over the spot on the top of a nearby building before promptly disappearing.
(Elsewhere)
Meanwhile, back at the institute, everyone was basically getting the house set up for when Damian and the rest of the kids got back with Gabby and the New Mutants after going trick or treating. Specifically, they were setting up a surprise party for the birthday boy.
And all the while, Rogue and Gavin were also trying to keep the boy's new gift a very hushed secret, said gift being pacified in its temporary box with a Milk Bone treat.
"Damian is going to love this so much!" Rogue grinned happily, already envisioning her son's reaction.
"Yeah he will." Gavin nodded in agreement.
"You sure this is a good idea?" Chelsea asked as she peeked at the sleeping creature in the box. "We already have trouble with Damian on his own, and he hasn't even shown what I'd call "responsible" behavior." She continued as Brownie landed on Mr. T's shell as the two lounged on a coffee table. "Then again… He and Drake do a pretty good job of taking care of those two…" She noted.
"That's why I trust him with this." The horror aficionado nodded.
"Ah do wonder what kind of haul they'll bring in this year." Rogue wondered.
"That's the beauty of a birthday party on Halloween, you don't have to worry about party favors." Roxy chuckled as she and Devin helped the others set up all the presents.
"Exactly." The T-1000 reference nodded in agreement. Damian had a lot of good fortune to have his birthday on a holiday like this. 'I just hope we don't have another incident like Sleepy Hollow.' He added mentally.
Way to jinx it, Devin.
(Elsewhere)
Meanwhile, the kids were walking around Bayville and in particular, Damian was currently dressed up as the titular character from a new video game: Prince of Persia, Alex was dressed as a Jester, Drake was (ironically) dressed as a knight, and Ariel was dressed as the Cat in the Hat.
As they walked up to a house, they (rather understandably) failed to notice a figure watching them with narrowed eyes from the shadows.
"Whoo! Looks like we got a pretty awesome haul this year!" Bobby sighed as he and Rahne dragged a very full bag behind them.
"I'll say! I got cookies, a few packages of gum, chocolate bars, nutter butters, five dollars worth of quarters, and who knows what else!" Gabby exclaimed.
"I got a bag full of rocks…" A dismayed Ray sighed.
"I got a few packages of Oreos, oddly enough." Laura commented. "And a whole pumpkin pie, for some reason." She added. She had no idea what to make of that. Granted it was one of those store bought small pumpkin pies, but still.
"Lucky…" Her little sister pouted as she looked in her bag. Finding that she only got a single slice of frozen apple pie that she'd have to heat up.
"Ooooh!" Damian grinned as he looked at his and the trio's hauls. "I'll trade you this for that." He said, pointing at a large KitKat bar, a Baby Ruth and fudge bar, and offering Alex and Drake a Yoyo and one of his many popcorn balls in exchange.
"Okay!" Drake chirped as their little exchange proceeded.
"Deal!" Alex nodded as he took the Yoyo and a Popcorn Ball.
Ariel, not wanting to feel left out, gave Damian one of her packages of gummy worms. The blue boy looked it over and nodded before giving her a king size Hershey's bar that was free of almonds.
This was fortunate since the girl was very allergic to nuts. She let out a giggle as Pele continued to carry her.
"Thanks, Damian." She smiled, getting a cheeky grin from the blueberry in response.
(Later)
The kids were now on their way back to the Institute for Damian's birthday party, having gotten their haul of sugar. It would definitely last a while.
"Ready to celebrate your birthday, Damian?" Gabby asked the boy with a smile.
"Yeah, you're excited?" Laura added.
"Yeah!" The blue boy exclaimed excitedly like any other toddler. The group then entered the institute, only to find it dark. "Uh oh… light bulbs are out." He whined.
It was then that the lights came back on and everyone, save probably Logan, Marcus, Bronson and Irene, jumped out of their hiding places.
"SURPRISE!" They all yelled with smiles on their faces. Damian was surprised by the sudden turn of events, but when he saw the decorations, he laughed happily upon realizing what was going on.
"Happy birthday, little buddy." Bobby smiled as he ruffled Damian's hair a bit.
The now four year old giggled as he ran to his parents, hugging them tightly as the other kids set their bags down and went to join them.
"Wanna open your presents, sport?" His father questioned as he set him down on the couch while the others gathered around.
"Yeah!" Damian said happily as he walked up to his presents. The boy then started opening up a slew of presents from everyone, including a Spanish Dabloon necklace from his Grandmother Sarah, who got it for him when they went to Key West that previous summer.
Then it was time to open the box that had holes in it, and that excited yips and whimpers were coming from the inside of.
Curious of what was inside, the mischievous blue boy opened it up… and was greeted by a giddy and rambunctious ball of fur tackling him and licking his face.
Said little ball of fur was a four week old Anatolian Shepherd puppy. He was a boy puppy with a brindle colored coat that was wheat colored, dotted with brown, black and white all over. He also had a pair of brown eyes.
"Doggy!" Damian giggled as the puppy kept licking him, nibbling his ear. "Hey, that tickles!" He laughed, hugging his new furry friend.
"His name's Jerry Lee, Damian." Rogue told her son. "Great Aunt Irene helped us get him for you." She added with a smile.
The son of Mystique and Vampyr briefly stopped wrestling with his new furry companion and turned to look at Irene as he and Jerry Lee sat up, the pupper wagging his little tail while his human hugged his neck.
"... Thank you, Great Auntie!" Damian smiled after a beat passed, still hugging his puppy, who gave him licks in return.
"You're welcome, sweetie." The seer smiled in reply.
"Told you he'd love it." Gavin whispered to Chelsea and Logan in a "I told you so" manner.
"Yeah, yeah…" The Dragoness grumbled.
"Yeah. But just how're ya gonna house train that thing?" Logan questioned.
"Like that." The pseudo vampire stated as he pointed at Damian teaching Jerry Lee how to use his portals as a doggie door.
"Heh. Nice." Chelsea remarked with a chuckle.
"Looks like Damian has training taken care of." Rogue said with a smile.
As the gifts were all wrapped up–pun intended–Everyone gathered around for cake and candles.
However, before the tyke could blow out his candles, a dark and strong wind ripped through the institute, doused the candles, and caused the lights to flicker out, as if a power outage occurred.
"What's going on?!" Chelsea grunted as she shielded her face from the wind.
"I don't know, but I don't like the feel of it!" Katerina growled. Then it stopped… And in the doorway was the king of the vampires himself, glaring at the whole group.
"Jesus fucking Christo." Romano gasped in shock as he tried to get the lights back on with Ray's help so he could use his powers–but Dracula was on them before they could move a muscle, grabbing them by their faces and slamming them to the ground.
"I think not." The Dark Lord said indifferently before raising an arm to block a pair of claw swings from Logan and Chelsea before he backhanded them into a wall.
"Hey! Don't touch my mother bastard!" Laura yelled as she and Gabby lunged.
"Yeah, leave our parents alone!" The girl added, claws unsheathed as they tried to attack him.
With nothing but a scoff, the first vampire grabbed the two girls and slammed them into the floor before throwing them at their parents. Bobby sent a wave of ice at him, and actually managed to freeze his legs to where he stood. This didn't last longer than a few seconds since Dracula just shattered it effortlessly.
The Dark Lord was quick to deck him, and not a second later, Pele and Amara were about to attack him with lava, but they were stopped not by Dracula–but a trio of lesser vampires.
Dozens of the things quickly emerged from the shadows and subdued everyone, except for Johan, Katerina and Gavin. The latter of whom held his hand out as an orb of darkness started forming out the dark energy around them, and compressing to the size of a tangerine.
A flash of red and Gavin was on Dracula before he could see. "Finally, the transgressor appears." The vampire said, turning around.
"Transgress this, asshole." The pseudo vampire growled before he slammed his compressed Black Hole into the Lord of the Night's face, hitting him with something of infinite density. "Black Hole Sun!" He yelled as the impact sent Dracula creaning to the floor, splintering hardwood as a crater formed from the impact
"... Hmph. Not bad, for a simple mutant." Dracula mused after a beat passed, forcing Gavin off of him as he got back to his feet. "But that alone won't be anywhere near enough for you." He added.
Gavin growled at this as he cloaked his fist in darkness and rushed at the vampire, the blow being caught, but sending Dracula flying out to the Institute and into the courtyard–and forcing him to block a sword strike from Gavin, which turned into a fist on blade battle.
"You know, Dracula, I am a really big fan of your work. Read all about it in Bram Stoker's novel about you, like, over a hundred times." The boy quipped as he turned into his costume, his hat flopping with the wind blown back by each of his sword clashes against Dracula's armor.
"Oh, have you now?" The Dark Lord asked with a raised eyebrow. "If any of your admiration is true, then do try to make this entertaining." He told his descendant before they clashed again.
"With pleasure, also." Gavin grinned as they clashed so hard that they blew themselves back, their injuries healing within seconds. "I am not just a "simple mutant"." He continued as he raised his hand up, showing his control seal, gripping his wrist.
"Really?" Dracula questioned.
"Really." Gavin nodded.
"REALLY?!" The Vampire yelled, eyes bulging with rage.
"Release control systems to Level 1." The boy intoned, his hands boxing his left eye as everything started warping like a Galaxy being refracted by a Black Hole.
"Wait, what?" Dracula uttered in confusion. He then roared in pain as Bloodfallen suddenly severed his Achilles tendons and other tendons, causing him to fall to the ground. "Gah! Cheap trick, boy. Using my own blade against me." He growled, healing his legs just in time for Gavin to start blasting him full of holes with his guns, and making a giant darkness Dog construct fling him around like a rag doll.
"Tell it to someone who cares!" Gavin shot back as the Dark Lord was slammed into the ground.
The vampire growled angrily as the two then started punching it out again, killing each other several times, before they decked one another at the same time, causing them to skid back again.
"Now…. You were saying?... You're no simple mutant?" Dracula rasped as the two of them struggled to breathe with only one lung each.
"I… am no… simple mutant…" The pseudo vampire growled as his organs grew back, raising a hand to the sky as a massive ball to form above them. "I. AM. A GOD!" He yelled as he brought down a Demonic Megiddo down on the Vampire King.
Dracula actually screamed in pain as the attack hit him, destroying parts of his armor and giving him burns that would take him time to heal, even with his healing powers.
"Like it? That's an attack shown to me by Dr. Strange. It's a form of Holy magic infused with my powers." The boy grinned. "Aka, one of your many weaknesses." He added.
"Grah… Looks… like… your… admiration has… rewarded you…" Dracula grunted as he tried to heal himself.
"Indeed it has." Gavin nodded before he started preparing to finish off the Dark Lord.
However, such devious foes rarely go down without some underhanded tactics. Before he could strike the killing blow by chopping off Dracula's head, Gavin was suddenly besieged on all sides by an ocean of Ghouls and lesser vampires that came out of the shadows, tackling him to the ground.
"GAH! Motherfuckers!" Gavin cursed as he tried to fight off the army of undead fiends. Katerina wanted to send a wave of eldritch energy to help him, but both she and her brother had their hands full with their own share of Dracula's minions.
And, before everything could go straight to shit, a trio of grenades dropped from a distance where the three were and all started beeping.
"What is this… trinket?" Dracula questioned as he held the orb in his hand while his minions pinned down Gavin. Then…
BOOM!
Dracula and his minions let out screams of agony as the grenades went off, showering the area in pure sunlight and killing off a decent chunk of the undead army.
Gavin used the opportunity to make his escape–slicing and gunning down everything in his way–and cursing that he was forced to leave his son behind.
In the midst of the confusion, Johan and Katerina made their own escapes right behind him, inflicting more damage to the assembled dark forces.
(Later)
The three tried to catch their breath as they finally got away from the institute and into the woods.
"... You guys think he's still mad at us for making him fight HYDRA without asking?" Johan questioned, out of breath and lightheaded.
"Honestly? I'd be disappointed if he wasn't." Gavin heaved, doubling over.
"We probably should've thought that through a little more, in retrospect." Katerina wheezed, trying not to pass out. After a few more minutes, she got her breath back and spoke again. "But I'm definitely sure you're gonna kill him for ruining Damian's birthday. Am I right, Gavin?" She asked, looking at the high level mutant.
"It may technically be fratricide, but yes. Among other reasons." The pseudo vampire growled as he stood back up, only to turn around right as a figure dropped in front of them. "Super hearing pal, can't sneak up on me." He stated.
"Wasn't trying to, dipshit." The figure grunted in reply. The figure in question was a black man dressed in dark clothing, sunglasses and had a katana on his back.
"So, you're the Vampire hunter everyone's been talking about. Blade, was it?" Johan questioned, not really liking the guy's attitude.
"Yeah that's right, you jackass." Blade replied, which pissed Johan off.
"Hey, now that's uncalled for." Katerina growled.
"Bite me. You three are the reason this is happening, so be glad I just saved your sorry asses." The vampire hunter retorted before glaring at Gavin. "Especially you, ya damn ricecraker." He added.
"Okay, that's it!" Gavin snarled angrily before he made a hand made of darkness and grabbed Blade by the throat and slammed him against a tree. "Listen here you disrespectful, narcissistic, racist ASSHOLE. I'm trying to own up to my mistakes here and fix them, while YOU'RE getting in MY way."
"Why don't you shut up, you entitled little punk ass— Gurk!" Blade tried to retort before gagging as Gavin's grip on his throat tightened.
"No, YOU shut up." The boy countered before bringing him to eye level as Bloodfallen floats in his face. "Now, let me make one thing perfectly clear, swine. I'm going to let you go. And you're going to leave me alone and let me fix this clusterfuck we're in—Or the next thing I'm gonna do—is rip out your intestines and use them as a noose!" He threatened, his eyes glowing red.
Blade spat at him but let out a sigh. "But I think you all realized that you're pretty much outnumbered and outgunned right now. Dracula may not be a problem for you, but his army'll flatten you before you can get to him. You need resources to beat them back first." He stated.
"I got a couple of ideas in mind for that." Johan nodded, already having plans to make use of his armory to deal with Dracula's minions.
(About forty five minutes later)
The gang was now at Johan's house, and after taking out some Ghouls that were lingering about, they went inside and proceeded to the basement… finding it pitch black.
"Uh…" Gavin tried to say.
"Don't worry. I got it." Johan told him before flipping a switch and illuminating his armory. There was quite the assortment of munitions ranging from pistols to sniper rifles and knives to hammers. Hell, there was even a minigun!
"Damn. Not bad." Blade commented with a blink.
"You sure you're not a doomsday prepper?" Gavin asked with a raised eyebrow as he looked around.
"Just shut up and load up." The soldier deadpanned as he grabbed a few flashbangs. Everyone did as instructed and grabbed whatever would be useful to them that they could carry. Johan decided it was the minigun's time to shine and got an ammo drum attached to it along with a pair of silver daggers for when he inevitably needed them after the ammo ran dry.
"Take this." Blade said, tossing everyone a bottle of Holy Water. "This will help." He added, before looking at Gavin's sword. "Where the hell did you get that sword?" He questioned.
"It's an heirloom. Why?" Gavin asked in reply.
"Stories say that was Dracula's originally, and then it landed in somebody else's hands. Didn't think it would be in your family's." The vampire hunter explained.
"... Dracula actually said that earlier." The pseudo vampire stated as he drew his blade, looking at it. "... So, what? Does it have any special powers or something?" He questioned.
"It can cut through the fabric of space, but I've never seen that in action, so I can't confirm it." Blade shrugged.
"... Fuck." Gavin grinned as an idea popped into his head.
(Elsewhere)
Back at the Institute, one would think that things would be quiet after Dracula and his minions took over the place. That all the resistance would be gone and the captives would sit silently…
Yeah, that was a fucking pipe dream when Damian was involved.
The little blue tyke was causing havoc with Alex and Drake, pranking the Ghouls and lesser vampires without a shred of hesitation or guilt. In Damian's mind, they needed to pay for ruining his birthday.
As the boy's ran along through the halls, Damian rode on Drake's back, the dragon boy using his acid breath to melt every Ghoul and vampire in the way while Alex sewed the ground with holy magic seeds before they could rise again.
Dracula, in particular, was having a serious migraine from all the chaos. Why did his latest descendant have to be such a menace?!
"And here I thought things would be simple…" He groaned. Dismissing those thoughts, the Dark Lord looked over the ten spherical relics he had brought with him. The collective name of these relics?
The Ten Commandments.
The first vampire brought these with him in hopes of using them on some of the X-Men, even having some candidates picked out already.
This would prove to be a mistake on his part, however…
As the Vampire lord continued to walk through the institute, contemplating just how he'd make Gavin and the others pay, a small portal appeared behind him as a small hand grabbed one of the commandments before disappearing–right as the man turned around.
This made Dracula hum in suspicion before turning back around. This was then followed up by another portal appearing and two more little hands snatching the orbs–then another, and another, before Drake finally popped his little draconian head out and snatched the last three in his jaws–right before he was pulled away by Damian before the portal closed.
Damian Shirakumo just collected his due.
Before Dracula could even think of turning around again, he heard gunfire coming from the front of the Institute. Realizing that Gavin and his two friends had returned, he walked out of the room he was in to deal with the issue.
"I was wondering when you'd appeared aga–!" The Dark Lord said before gasping as he felt two sharp objects shove themselves through his torso.
"Zip it, jackass!" Gavin snapped as he yanked his sword free, Blade doing the same with his katana. Johan, meanwhile, was using his minigun to mow down the minions in droves while Katerina fought off any that got too close.
"Now would be a good time to use what I gave you." Blade stated.
"Yeah yeah." Gavin brushed as he pulled out the holy water and poured it on his sword and himself while also loading his guns with UV Hard Light bullets.
Dracula wordlessly got up and glared at his descendant before he charged, only to let out a pained cry when he was shot with a UV round, which hurt like a bitch.
He used his healing to fix what he could and dodged the rounds shot at him before engaging in close quarters combat with Gavin and Blade.
However, the two having doused themselves with holy water, each physical attack he used unfortunately caused him physical harm–relegating him to strictly using his Vampiric magic.
This was made worse when both kept hitting him with holy water doused blades, which weakened him further, but the Vampire King was far from done yet.
Dracula was still king of the vampires for a damned good reason, and managed to get some good hits in before he stole Blade's katana and kicked the vampire hunter into a wall, causing him to grunt.
Then a swordfight between Gavin and Dracula began, and despite having some protection from his ancestor's attacks, Gavin was still being pushed back.
It all came to a head when Dracula had Gavin pinned to a wall in a hallway, and right as he was about to decapitate the pseudo vampire…
"Hey, jerkface!" The childish voice of Damian called out, causing the Dark Lord to pause and groan in exasperation.
"Oh, not aga—" He started to say before he turned to the toddler… and saw him holding the Commandments with an indignant look on his face. "NO! How do you have those?!" He yelled with wide eyes, obviously alarmed.
"This is your payment for ruining my birthday!" The little blue boy huffed childishly. Blade, who had recovered and was hiding behind a corner, had to suppress a laugh at what he heard.
'Extorted by a toddler. Now that's a comedy.' He thought. There was no way the other races would take Dracula seriously if he lived after this, not with this blow to his reputation.
Really, how do you take someone who got extorted by a toddler seriously?
This moment of reprieve gave Gavin the opportunity he needed to grab Dracula by the face and hurl him through the wall of the institute and several kilometers out towards the main city.
The Vampire King growled as he stopped himself on the roof of a building, charging up an aura of dark magic for a counter attack–which cleaved the corner of the roof he stood on in two–before having to block a sword strike from Gavin who appeared just three seconds later.
As their swords clashed, Gavin set his left hand in a flicking motion with his left thumb and ring finger. Dracula saw this, and was only able to widen his eyes just in time for a shockwave to be flicked at him, sending him into a building. He quickly jumped out of the rubble and charged at his descendant, who was ready to end their clash.
As the katana welding vampire was about to try striking the pseudo vampire down, Gavin's eyes glowed blood red as he gave him a sideways glance–and didn't even turn as he deflected the blow with his own sword. This was done with one upward motion, little effort put into it, and causing Dracula to stagger backwards–off balance.
Then Gavin sent a slice of pure darkness at the Dark Lord, somehow knocking him into the air where the teenage CEO swung Bloodfallen at him and encompassed him in some sort of 'sphere of cuts' before he sent him back to the ground. After delivering another swing of his blade, Gavin made some dark matter arrows rain down on his ancestor before delivering a slash-dash, leaving a smoke clone as he went.
Then Gavin and his smoke clone attacked, delivering a flurry of slices that sent Dracula into the air. Sheathing Bloodfallen, the Omega level mutant started pummeling the first vampire with a flurry of combos before he sent two slash waves at him to keep him airborne.
Moving quickly, Gavin dashed under where Dracula would've landed, and started using Bloodfallen to juggle him. The whole thing looked like it came right out of Devil May Cry.
Deciding it was time to stop fucking around, Gavin launched his ancestor high and readied himself to deliver the killing blow.
The sound of a sheath grating against sharpened metal could be heard as Gavin readied to stow his sword, and the space around him started to distort in cut apart cube shapes–like they'd been sliced in half. Then, sheathing his sword, everything moved again–with space exploding around him and Dracula getting hit by a thousand dimension cutting slashes,all at once.
Dracula's body just couldn't take the beating it received, especially with the dimensional cuts he'd just received. He was dead before he even hit the ground, while Gavin stood victorious.
The Dark Lord's throne was now his by right of conquest.
"Now to make sure you stay dead." Gavin growled as he took a rosary from his pocket and shoved it through Dracula's chest, and then used the last bit of Holy water to dip Bloodfallen's edge and cut off the Vampire King's head, causing the stump of his neck and head to dry up.
Blade, meanwhile, finally managed to catch up and saw the aftermath of the fight.
"Huh. Looks like I missed the big finale." He remarked, looking at the now former Dark Lord's corpse.
"This makes me the ruler of all monsters, doesn't it?" The pseudo vampire asked as he looked at the man.
"More than likely. Which means you're gonna have to throw your weight around to get everyone to fall in line." The vampire half breed nodded.
"Hopefully they'll be able to use their brain cells, considering what happened here tonight." Gavin shrugged. He did hope most of them would see reason, which would make things easier for him.
"Knowing the monster world, I wouldn't count on it in some cases." Blade deadpanned.
"Yeah, I know…" The horror fan groaned as they headed back to the Institute.
(Elsewhere)
Meanwhile, at the Matthews residence, Chase Matthews, Duncan's younger brother was busy grinding his teeth in anger as he gripped the rubber Michael Myers mask in his fist tightly, crumbling it.
He and his friends just got back from a Halloween party, and came to find that his house was completely covered in eggs, silly string, and toilet paper.
And if that wasn't enough, the tires to this bike and Duncan's car had been completely melted off by some kind of really strong acid. As well as having claw marks on the sides and doors–as if something had used it as a scratching post.
'I know it was those three little shits from that house of freaks! I'll get them for this!' He vowed in his head, showing that he was influenced heavily by Duncan.
Yeah… Good fucking luck, you moron.
It also didn't help that he blamed the X-Men for putting his brother in jail, even though his brother's actions were entirely of his own doing.
But, bad blood rarely allows for the exercise of common sense. Then again, what personal feud ever involves any degree of common sense?
ThermalsniperN7: Terribly sorry for the wait. We would've posted this on Halloween, but… Well, things happened.
Dragon Emperor0: From falling asleep ATK and me having to go on a family trip for a week… Yeah, it was a mess. But, the chapter's out now, meaning that we can continue on with no more distractions. Next chapter is Uprising, and then we are again going to be doing mainly a lot of original chapters before doing the next episode. Like I said before, my plan is to end this story at exactly 100 chapters. And I'm gonna make good on it.
ThermalsniperN7: Yep… And yes, we used that completely cracked Vergil combo from DMC 5 for Dracula's death. Why shouldn't we, given all the crazy shit Gavin's done? Anyway, see you next time.