Phyonix Nights
By:Lynn Osburn
Part Five:In Death Around Thee
The sand kicked up behind the two riders like a whirlwind. The horses were tirless, moving their legs faster and faster as the moon began to sink low in the desert.They were neck and neck and were this a race the winner would have been impossible to tell.
The moon hung low in the sky, casting the last pearlecent lights over the two were headed. A valley was just ahead of them, it's insides containing the town of Regladom. Not a big city, but far better then the last towns they;d come across. Phyonix signaled and D looked over to her. "Regladom. Stop for daylight hours."
To her surprise the other hunter nodded and urged his horse faster, pulling ahead of her in the race. She let him pull ahead for a moment, then kicked up the horse and pushed faster, gaining on him. 'What in the hell is he in such a rush about?' she wondered and suddenly realised that the dunpeal had stopped at the top of a hill.
"D,Whats wrong?"
The hunter was silent as she approached the top. Phyonix followed his gaze and fought back a gasp.
Regladom was gone.
All that was left of the towns remains was a few spiraled towers and cobblestones in the ground. Even the gates to the city were decemated and the once lush feilds lay barren and wasted. "Shit." Phyonix murrmured and thought for a moment. "We could go around."
"No." D answered. "We can't." his index finger moved in just the slightest of gestures behind them.
Something moved in the shadows of the desert sands,refusing to let even the light of the fading moon touch it. "A Stalker." Phyonix grimaced. "Those little basterds are always trouble."Phyonix growled and let her fangs grow slightly.
D made the same gesture again, a little more to the left now.
"And werewolfs." She groaned and lifted her magnificent sword from it's sheath, D did the same. "We can go straight into the village, but we're bound to meet vampires in there." she shook her head. "I don't like this one damn bit. I suppose it's obviouse he knows we're coming?"
D did not answer, only kneed the cyborg. They raced into the valley, the howls and moans of those behind them screaming in hot pursuit.The first vampire appeared within seconds, showing off it's gleeming fans and violent red eyes. D leaped from his horse in a flurry of his cape, slicing the thing with a single stroke. The very action brough howls from behind the ruined buildings, and the villagers began to swarm ford towards the two dunpeals.
D blade had more talent, but Phyonix's carried more force. A downward stroke ment death for anyone who opposed their passage. There was barly time to notice specifics, but even so, D was a keen observer. 'She fights well. As though she has trained all her life for this.' A vampire which had once been a man launched itself at D's back,hoping to sink it's claws in.D spun and thrust down, leaving two halfs twitching on the cobblestone.
Phyonix jumped back and flipped of a rubbled wall, launching ford and impaling a pregnant female through her chest. Within seconds she had removed the blade and turned to bury it in another unhappy souls heart. A low growl made her turn just as she had swung her sword into a rib cage.
The werewolfs were there.
She jerked her sword and felt her stomach clench when it didn't move. The grating sound of bone against steel hurt her ears. "Shit shit shit..." she murrmured and the wolf-demon sprang.
And was suddenly against the ground, writhing in pain. It had been cut from brain to balls and lay there in two equal halves. D was there in a flash, removing his long sword from the animal and returning to battle.
Putting her foot to the wall, Phyonix yanked the blade out just in to to put it through another heart. Blood, thick, rotten blood now covered her sword all the way up to the hilt. For the second time in her life she considered learning how to use a cross bow.
'But then again, crossbows don't have quite the same rakish display that swords do.' She thought with grim humor. Phyonix heard another noise and spun to from the ground, narrowly avoiding the hand reaching from the shadows at her. A white face appeared and smiled and let out a melodramatic laugh. "Nimble minx! Ohh yes you are a nimble minx!" Wth those words it dissapeared back into the shadows, creating ripples in the dark.
"D! The Shadow!" She grabbed a larger chunk of the wall and threw it at the portruding lump moving towards the dunpeal. It connected and flattened the lump,giving her time to jump down to where D was. Her sword made a quick slash at the flattened enemy as he rose from the ground.
The Stalker rose and shrieked."Bitch!" he threw his long cowl, enveloping the female hunter with a delighted scream. "Come and get her Vampire Hunter D! Come and get her." he rose into the sky and flung the cowl away into the night. "Find her if you can dunpeal!" it yelled in another laugh and dissapeared into the shadows again.
D frowned slightly and removed the head from an approaching vampire. 'Well I guess that settles it then.' a voice down and to his left said. 'I mean it would take far too long to go and find her and then we'd have to get her out and...D....D wait!' D mounted his cyborg horse and began galloping in the direction in which the Stalker had thrown his cloak. 'D are you outta your mind?Of all the people I could have attached to I get a suicidal dunpeal!'
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From the hills surrounding the vally, an figure watched. It's dark head was bowed, it's frame was lean and willowy, it's skin was pale as moonlight. He smiled, showing off fangs. "Well well...so my old friend has returned...and this time, daddy isn't here to rescue you."
The shadows rose and formed beside the spectator. "My Lord..." he bowed comically and grinned with rotted and missing teeth. "I have ensnared the huntress."
"And D is going after her...very interesting.I knew the dunpeal had a weakness for the human side of him, but I did not know it extended this far." He waved his manicured hands. "Continue."
"The fighting skill of both half breeds are great, they have anniahlated the force we sent out against them."
"As was expected." The Lord turned, casting moon light on his face. There is no such thing as a ugly vampire. The things they create when they bite are really no better then ghouls or zombies, but a vampire... something born from a vampire wounds, spawned of vampire seed, is never ugly. Ulrich, like all of his kind, had alabaster flesh and long, languid features. His eyes were a dark wine color and his hair shone black and grey. He was handsome...no....beautiful.Slender and angelic despite all that could be said otherwise about his character. "The Hunter has returned and once again the game between us begins. He came so close to winning last time, so very close. It was only out of mear chance that I avoided death by his fathers hands."
By:Lynn Osburn
Part Five:In Death Around Thee
The sand kicked up behind the two riders like a whirlwind. The horses were tirless, moving their legs faster and faster as the moon began to sink low in the desert.They were neck and neck and were this a race the winner would have been impossible to tell.
The moon hung low in the sky, casting the last pearlecent lights over the two were headed. A valley was just ahead of them, it's insides containing the town of Regladom. Not a big city, but far better then the last towns they;d come across. Phyonix signaled and D looked over to her. "Regladom. Stop for daylight hours."
To her surprise the other hunter nodded and urged his horse faster, pulling ahead of her in the race. She let him pull ahead for a moment, then kicked up the horse and pushed faster, gaining on him. 'What in the hell is he in such a rush about?' she wondered and suddenly realised that the dunpeal had stopped at the top of a hill.
"D,Whats wrong?"
The hunter was silent as she approached the top. Phyonix followed his gaze and fought back a gasp.
Regladom was gone.
All that was left of the towns remains was a few spiraled towers and cobblestones in the ground. Even the gates to the city were decemated and the once lush feilds lay barren and wasted. "Shit." Phyonix murrmured and thought for a moment. "We could go around."
"No." D answered. "We can't." his index finger moved in just the slightest of gestures behind them.
Something moved in the shadows of the desert sands,refusing to let even the light of the fading moon touch it. "A Stalker." Phyonix grimaced. "Those little basterds are always trouble."Phyonix growled and let her fangs grow slightly.
D made the same gesture again, a little more to the left now.
"And werewolfs." She groaned and lifted her magnificent sword from it's sheath, D did the same. "We can go straight into the village, but we're bound to meet vampires in there." she shook her head. "I don't like this one damn bit. I suppose it's obviouse he knows we're coming?"
D did not answer, only kneed the cyborg. They raced into the valley, the howls and moans of those behind them screaming in hot pursuit.The first vampire appeared within seconds, showing off it's gleeming fans and violent red eyes. D leaped from his horse in a flurry of his cape, slicing the thing with a single stroke. The very action brough howls from behind the ruined buildings, and the villagers began to swarm ford towards the two dunpeals.
D blade had more talent, but Phyonix's carried more force. A downward stroke ment death for anyone who opposed their passage. There was barly time to notice specifics, but even so, D was a keen observer. 'She fights well. As though she has trained all her life for this.' A vampire which had once been a man launched itself at D's back,hoping to sink it's claws in.D spun and thrust down, leaving two halfs twitching on the cobblestone.
Phyonix jumped back and flipped of a rubbled wall, launching ford and impaling a pregnant female through her chest. Within seconds she had removed the blade and turned to bury it in another unhappy souls heart. A low growl made her turn just as she had swung her sword into a rib cage.
The werewolfs were there.
She jerked her sword and felt her stomach clench when it didn't move. The grating sound of bone against steel hurt her ears. "Shit shit shit..." she murrmured and the wolf-demon sprang.
And was suddenly against the ground, writhing in pain. It had been cut from brain to balls and lay there in two equal halves. D was there in a flash, removing his long sword from the animal and returning to battle.
Putting her foot to the wall, Phyonix yanked the blade out just in to to put it through another heart. Blood, thick, rotten blood now covered her sword all the way up to the hilt. For the second time in her life she considered learning how to use a cross bow.
'But then again, crossbows don't have quite the same rakish display that swords do.' She thought with grim humor. Phyonix heard another noise and spun to from the ground, narrowly avoiding the hand reaching from the shadows at her. A white face appeared and smiled and let out a melodramatic laugh. "Nimble minx! Ohh yes you are a nimble minx!" Wth those words it dissapeared back into the shadows, creating ripples in the dark.
"D! The Shadow!" She grabbed a larger chunk of the wall and threw it at the portruding lump moving towards the dunpeal. It connected and flattened the lump,giving her time to jump down to where D was. Her sword made a quick slash at the flattened enemy as he rose from the ground.
The Stalker rose and shrieked."Bitch!" he threw his long cowl, enveloping the female hunter with a delighted scream. "Come and get her Vampire Hunter D! Come and get her." he rose into the sky and flung the cowl away into the night. "Find her if you can dunpeal!" it yelled in another laugh and dissapeared into the shadows again.
D frowned slightly and removed the head from an approaching vampire. 'Well I guess that settles it then.' a voice down and to his left said. 'I mean it would take far too long to go and find her and then we'd have to get her out and...D....D wait!' D mounted his cyborg horse and began galloping in the direction in which the Stalker had thrown his cloak. 'D are you outta your mind?Of all the people I could have attached to I get a suicidal dunpeal!'
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From the hills surrounding the vally, an figure watched. It's dark head was bowed, it's frame was lean and willowy, it's skin was pale as moonlight. He smiled, showing off fangs. "Well well...so my old friend has returned...and this time, daddy isn't here to rescue you."
The shadows rose and formed beside the spectator. "My Lord..." he bowed comically and grinned with rotted and missing teeth. "I have ensnared the huntress."
"And D is going after her...very interesting.I knew the dunpeal had a weakness for the human side of him, but I did not know it extended this far." He waved his manicured hands. "Continue."
"The fighting skill of both half breeds are great, they have anniahlated the force we sent out against them."
"As was expected." The Lord turned, casting moon light on his face. There is no such thing as a ugly vampire. The things they create when they bite are really no better then ghouls or zombies, but a vampire... something born from a vampire wounds, spawned of vampire seed, is never ugly. Ulrich, like all of his kind, had alabaster flesh and long, languid features. His eyes were a dark wine color and his hair shone black and grey. He was handsome...no....beautiful.Slender and angelic despite all that could be said otherwise about his character. "The Hunter has returned and once again the game between us begins. He came so close to winning last time, so very close. It was only out of mear chance that I avoided death by his fathers hands."