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Lycanthrope
-Chapter Thirteen: Bloodbath
"Can you really hotwire this thing?"
"Of course I can," Shinji growled as he crossed two more wires and heard the car's engine roar. "There we go." Shinji slid out from under the dashboard and buckled his seat belt.
"Can you really drive this thing?" Touji pressed.
"Yes," Shinji said. "Would you stop that?" Shinji batted Asuka's hand away from his bead necklace and shifted the car into reverse. It lurched sharply, but didn't move.
"Parking brake."
"Oh right." Shinji hit the brake and shoved the lever down. He hit the gas and spun the wheel. The black sedan roared out of its parking spot and jerked sharply to the right.
"We're gonna die!" Touji screamed. Shinji ignored him and slammed on the brakes before the rear bumper of the sedan slammed into the parking garage wall. He put the car in drive and pressed the pedal to the floor. The sedan's powerful six-cylinder roared loudly and Shinji was pressed back into his seat. "We can't help Yuki if we're dead!"
"What are you complaining about?" Shinji asked. "You have an AT field. Use it." Shinji ducked down slightly in his seat as the black car slammed into and through the flimsy barricade and began to move up the road that would take then out of the Geo-Front.
"So uh, where are we going?"
"First to my apartment," Shinji said. "We'll decide from there."
"Sounds good."
"Put on some music," Asuka said as she between the driver and passenger seats. Her elbow struck the steering wheel and the car swerved wildly before Shinji got it under control. "Here we go!" Shinji winced as music blasted from the speakers.
"Turn that shit off!" Touji bellowed.
"I like this song," Shinji said. 'Just not that loud.'
"So what are you going to do?" Touji asked, using the radio to mask their conversation.
"Throw a temper tantrum with hysterics and floor pounding," Shinji said sadly. "It's just not fair. I wanted to kill her!"
"Not about Asuka," Touji said in exasperation. "About what you're going to do if Yuki was actually kidnapped!"
"Oh," Shinji said. "Have fun."
"This is going to be a fucking bloodbath," Touji murmured under his breath. Shinji was definitely not going to deny that.
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Shinji stared at the door to his apartment and carefully drew his pistol from under his coat. He glanced at Touji and the other boy twisted the doorknob and pushed the door open. Shinji moved in quickly with his pistol at the ready. "Mr. Ikari." Shinji swung around and found himself staring, and aiming, at a grinning man on the couch. "Be careful," the man said. "You don't want to kill me when your mate is missing now, do you?" Shinji eased the hammer on his pistol down.
"Not at the moment." He was across the living room in a matter of seconds. He grabbed the man by his collar and threw him at the far wall.
"What?" the man managed to croak in surprise.
"Read his mind," Shinji growled. Touji nodded and closed his eyes. The man's prone form suddenly arched off the ground and he screamed in pain as Touji penetrated his AT field. Suddenly the man burst into a puddle of orange liquid.
"Oops."
"Please tell me that you found out where she's being held," Shinji said in exasperation.
"Of course," Touji said. "You're going to need a lot of help."
"Why?" Shinji demanded.
"These guys think that you've been slaughtering members of the Yakuza," Touji said.
"I have been," Shinji said. "They didn't understand that this is my city."
"Whatever," Touji said after a moment of silence. "She's being held in a warehouse with about thirty guards. They were originally twenty, but reinforcements were brought in after they found out that you were an Eva pilot."
"Is Van Hellsing there?" Shinji demanded.
"Yeah," Touji said with a nod. "We are calling Angel and Bob, right?"
"Yes you are," Shinji said as he pulled out his cell phone and tossed it to Touji. He walked into the apartment's small office and quickly pulled open the drawers of a desk.
"What're you doing?" Asuka asked playfully. Shinji spun and grabbed her buy the upper arms. He slammed her into one wall with enough force to render a human unconscious.
"My mate is missing," Shinji said in a low growl as he shook the young redhead harshly. "Pull yourself together!" Asuka's eyes immediately lost their slight glaze.
"I'm sorry," she said quietly.
"It's alright," Shinji said. "Do you want to help?"
"She's my family," Asuka said. Shinji nodded and pushed his pistol into her hands. He walked back to the desk and began to pile magazines onto it. He shoved them into the pockets of Asuka's coat and opened a second drawer. Inside it was the Colt Python that the vampire had tried to kill him with. He pulled it out and laid it on the desk as he dug out several boxes of .357 Magnum bullets. He shoved the heavy rounds into his pockets and picked up the pistol. He loaded it and gave the cylinder a spin. "That's a big gun," Asuka commented.
"Yep," Shinji said as he snapped his wrist. The cylinder snapped shut and Shinji shoved the weapon into his waistband. "Hurry your ass up Bardiel!"
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"Is that it?" Shinji asked as he climbed out of the sedan.
"That's it," Touji said with a nod. Shinji reached under his blue, silk button-down shirt and drew his Python.
"Now you wouldn't be going in there alone," a new voice asked, "would you?" Shinji spun sharply and saw Marvin leaning against the wall.
"Hey Lee."
"Hello Third Child," the Section-2 agent said. "Now why are you going into a building with a gun?"
"They have my mate," Shinji said. He noticed Marvin's left eyebrow raised slightly. "I'm going to go get her."
"Well it's my job to protect you," Marvin said. Shinji whipped up his Python and aimed the heavy revolver at Marvin's calm face.
"It's my mate in there," he said slowly. "I will kill you if you try to stop me."
"Very well," Marvin said. He pulled off his sunglasses and tucked them into his breast pocket. "Then my only option is to accompany you." He reached under his black suit jacket and pulled out his Beretta in one black leather glove-clad hand.
"That's just fine," Shinji said with a grin.
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Marvin had never wished for backup as badly as he did when the small group walked into the warehouse. Children were not truly the people he wanted watching his back. "Hey you!" Marvin whipped around, brining to Beretta to bear. He stared at the man who had yelled. There was a bloody hole in the center of his forehead. The man remained standing for a moment before he finally fell. Marvin turned and stared at the Third Child?
"What?" he asked with a shrug as he walked past the fallen man's body. "Remind me never to get ball rounds again. That went clear through and he stayed standing."
"Right," Marvin said slowly. Maybe this wasn't going to be as bad as it could have been.
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"Shh," Shinji hissed as he waved at the others. He could hear the man around the corner. His heartbeat was nearly out of control. Shinji decided that there was no reason to disappoint. He lurched around the corner and grabbed the man's gun in his hand. Then he bit down on the man's neck. The yakuza idiot managed to scream for about a second before Shinji crushed his trachea. He dropped the man. "Clear."
"Jesus," Marvin said as he stared at the man. "What the hell are you Third Child?"
"Something that you shouldn't piss off," Shinji answered with a grin. The man on the ground gurgled and Shinji frowned. "I'm low on ammo. Kill him please." Marvin shrugged and raised his Beretta. The weapon kicked and the man's brains were evacuated from his skull to the floor.
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Juan Rico was truly scared. He could hear gunshots coming closer to where he and his partner were stationed. Suddenly the door at the end of the hall burst open. Juan tried to bring up his pistol, but there were two loud gunshots. For a moment Juan thought that the man had missed then he fell to the ground and couldn't move. Juan watched from the floor as the grinning visage of death walked into the hall. "He's still alive."
"You missed," a young woman with in a long black coat over a strange red outfit stated.
"I didn't miss," the young man said. He walked calmly towards Juan, his long black jacket billowing out behind him and the large weapon in his hand gleaming dangerously.
"So what are you going to do about him?" another man asked. He was dressed like a hit man in a black suit and black leather gloves. The grim reaper man kneeled beside Juan and smiled gently.
"Can you talk?" Juan tried, but all that came out of his mouth was a gurgle. The man chuckled slightly. "Don't worry." His hand was pressed against Juan's nose and mouth. Juan scrabbled weakly at the man's hand, but his grip was too strong.
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"Are you having fun?" Touji watched as Shinji straightened up, his grin only broadening.
"Yes I am." Shinji stood up and snapped his revolver's cylinder out. He plucked the spent cases out and slipped two new ones in. "What does that make?"
"Thirty six," Marvin said. "You have eighteen, I have eleven, and she has seven."
"Why did you even both to come?" Asuka asked, looking at Touji with distaste.
"He makes a good shield," Shinji said.
"I really hope you mean my AT field trick," Touji said sourly.
"Whatever makes you happy," Shinji said with a chuckle. He started for the next doorway, but Marvin grabbed his shoulder with a sigh of annoyance.
"I'm going first now."
"Do I have to duck past you again?" Shinji asked.
"Try it and I'll make sure you stay here," Marvin said as he pressed his Beretta against Shinji's leg.
"You go first," Shinji said nodding quickly.
"You are just so agreeable," Asuka said dryly. Marvin touched the door knob and pushed it open carefully.
"Do you think this Van Hellsing guy has anything planned?" he asked as he moved into the room and swept it with his Beretta. Shinji followed quickly with his Python and then Asuka. Touji sighed and followed them in.
"He can't have expected for these humans to stop me," Shinji said. That earned him an odd look from the Section-2 agent, but he said nothing. Touji glanced around the room and watched as Shinji and Marvin started up the set of stairs to the next floor. There were several gunshots and Touji walked up to see three men on the ground.
"You sure you don't want me to go first?" he offered. "I am bullet-proof and all."
"Any other time would be fine," Shinji said. "But this is personal and fun."
"There is something seriously wrong with the lot of you," Marvin said with a frown. "Gold and red eyes are just not natural."
"Aayanami has them," Touji argued.
"She's not natural either," Marvin said.
"He's got you there."
"So why isn't she here?" Marvin continued. "Have a little party with all the freaky-eyed Eva pilots. Is that why your eyes changed?"
"No," Shinji answered as he kicked the next door open and fired a few shots. "This way."
"How do you know?" Touji asked.
"We're following the bodies," Shinji said. "Haven't you noticed?"
"Noticed what?"
"These guys show the way we need to go. If we take a wrong turn then there aren't any people," Marvin explained
"Now you stay here," Shinji said.
"What?" Touji watched in shock as Marvin turned and Shinji's left hand struck out. It connected with the man's wrist and sent his Beretta skittering across the floor.
"Shinji?" The lycan's gun swung around with incredible speed and Touji found himself staring down the weapon's muzzle. "What are you doing?"
"You've come far enough," Shinji said. "I don't have time to argue with you." Suddenly there was a flash of movement and Shinji jerked around. There was a gunshot and Touji strained to project his AT field. He opened one eye and sighed in relief. There was a .357 slug flattened against an orange hexagon in front of Marvin. The Section-2 agent stumbled back in shock and the small pistol he had tried to draw fell from his grip. "Nice catch." Touji let the AT disappear and groaned as pain arched through his head.
"Damn it."
"Over stressed?" Shinji asked. "Well at least now you can't follow me."
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'That's forty,' Shinji thought as he stared at the bodies. He brought his Python up and emptied the four used casings. He hunted in his pockets and cursed. 'Two bullets.' Out of one hundred bullets he had two left and less then half that number in bodies. 'So? I'm not a soldier,' Shinji thought in annoyance. "Stupid bastard Bob; making me carry guns." Shinji shoved the Python into its holster and watched as his claws extended. He pushed open the last door and looked around.
"Mr. Fenrir." Shinji whipped around, completely forgetting he had only two bullets left and drew his Python. There was a flash of movement to Shinji's left and he jerked around as a gleaning silver blade tried to come down on his right wrist. The swordsman missed taking Shinji's hand, but the blade bit into the flesh of his forearm. Shinji brought up the Python and fired the last two rounds into the man's upper chest. He grunted and stumbled back, but didn't go down.
"Fucking vampire." Shinji's fellow creature of the night grinned, baring long fangs in place of his canines. Shinji growled and bared his mouthful of fangs. "You know who that asshole is?" he hissed, taking note of Van Hellsing's position out of the corner of his eye.
"That doesn't matter," the vampire said smoothly. "You are a greater threat to the species." As he talked Shinji had reached into the pocket on his coat and he drew his switchblade. The older man launched himself forward and Shinji cold barely block in time. The vampire was fast and strong. 'Fuck,' Shinji thought angrily. 'He's an ancient.'
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Yuki watched as her mate dodged backward and slashed at the vampire's ribs with his knife. The vampire shrugged the wound off and launched himself at Shinji. This fight should have been over long ago. Even if the vampire was stronger faster then most, he was still just a vampire. The problem was the weapons. Shinji had to avoid the vampire's silver edged sword while trying to get a killing sweep across his neck. "Where the fuck are Bob and Angel already?"
"Good show, eh little bitch?" Van Hellsing asked. It was obvious that he was enjoying this.
"You had better hope that I kill you," Yuki hissed. "Because Shinji is a whole lot more sadistic then I am."
"Oh neither of them will walk away from this," Van Hellsing said with a smirk as he patted the revolver by his side. "Of course the lycan will win eventually. The vampire can only loose so much blood." Yuki glanced back at the fight. The vampire was bleeding profusely from hundreds of cuts across his body. Shinji was also slowing down though. There were two cuts on him, one on his wrist and one on his chest. Both were obviously giving him a great deal of trouble.
"Use your head!" Yuki screamed. Shinji ducked under a wild swing and pushed off hard. The back of his skull connected solidly with vampire's lower jaw. Yuki winced slightly at the dull crunch. "Whatever works," she said with a shrug. The vampire staggered back and that gave Shinji his open. He leapt forward and plunged his knife into the vampire's eye. Not even a creature of the night could take an injury like that in stride. He screamed and fell back, swinging his sword in a deadly arc for Shinji's throat. The lycan's right hand came up and he caught the blade with a bellow of pain. He raised his boot and crushed most of the vampire's skull under it.
"Looks like it's all over," Van Hellsing said. "I must say that I am impressed." Shinji turned to face them and growled as he ripped the silver blade away from him. The flesh on the palm of his hand had partially melted from the silver and the metal had fused with it. "A good fight. I should have invited some friends."
"Fuck you," Shinji growled as he decapitated the twitching vampire with a single stroke of the sword. Van Hellsing chuckled and made a big show of drawing his sidearm. Shinji dropped down to a crouch and pressed his injured hand to the deep cut in his chest.
"Injured huh?" Van Hellsing pressed. 'He's more sadistic then Shinji is,' Yuki realized in shock. Shinji growled lowly and Yuki noticed his leg's tensing. The realization hit Yuki at almost the same time as Shinji moved. He was injured, but he was using his pained appearance to catch the hunter off guard. His left hand closed around the barrel of the revolver's cylinder and the sword hit Van Hellsing in the stomach and continued into the wall behind him. Then the weapon went off.
"Shinji!" The young man stumbled back and blood quickly covered his shirt. He managed to stagger forward and tugged a set of keys from the human's coat. Yuki watched as the human tried to fend Shinji off, but the lycan broke his wrist in single smooth move. He stumbled to Yuki and quickly began to unlock the manacle around her throat. She threw her arms around Shinji and suddenly realized that something was wrong. She squeezed experimentally.
"Have you gotten longer?"
"What?" Shinji grumbled. Yuki glanced over his shoulder and found herself face-to-face with a young red-haired woman.
"Hello."
"Hi!" the young woman sang cheerfully.
"Who are you?" Yuki asked as calmly as she could.
"Asuka," the woman said happily.
"She smells like you," Yuki said. She felt Shinji sigh, his breath tickling her neck.
"It was an accident."
"I was an accident?" Asuka asked, her voice wavering. Shinji glanced over his shoulder and Yuki watched as the young red-haired woman launched a rather effective sad puppy eyes attack.
"I. . .I mean," Shinji stuttered. "I didn't. . .didn't mean to turn you. You're part of my pack now."
"Only you mate is supposed to have you whipped," a new voice said. "Not some young pup you just sired."
"I know," Shinji said as he head bowed. Yuki released him and stepped back. "Here's my birthday present for you Bob." Yuki watched as Bob stared at Van Hellsing and grinned.
"I've always wanted to try filleting a human," he commented as his claws extended. "You should go see Angel about your wounds."
"Okay. Could you give me a hand?"
"Sure." Yuki slung Shinji's right arm over her shoulders and Asuka took his other.
-End
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-Author's notes. Yuki's alive. Happy? I think this one turned out fairly well. I tried to make it a little shorter by not going into detail about their trip through the building. Good idea? Let me know.