Fight in the Spotlight

In the waning hours of Saturday and dusk, a news helicopter and two police helicopters circled the theater as a dozen police cars surrounded it. The panicked mob was gathered along the sidewalk on the opposite side of the road. On every television within the several miles of the city was an update on the situation that had escalated in the building.

"This is Pam Gardener for Channel Twelve Live Action News," said a blonde haired woman who rode in the news chopper. "The situation at the Royal Knight's Temple Theater has appeared to come under control.

"The police have arrived and claim that the building is empty. All seems well but certain eyewitnesses claim that monster appeared inside and have killed several people. I—hold on,"

The blonde reporter looked down toward the building as the camera shifted. The three helicopter's spotlights suddenly illuminated the roof. Four silhouettes could be seen running from the door into the building.

Before the reporter could say a word, three gigantic forms materialized from the shadows. Standing on live television for thousands, and later billions, to see were three furious werewolves.

The kids scattered as the beasts rushed them. A blonde boy in blue was knocked to the ground. The second blonde was grabbed and held high in the air. And the girl in black was cornered at the edge of the building's roof. The fourth kid was hiding behind an air vent but watched helplessly as his friends were attacked.

Then an eighth silhouette appeared. Black clothes, white skin, and a golden hilted katana hanging from the person's waist were outlined in the spotlight. Based on its stocky frame and lack of height, anyone could guess that the person was a young boy. His was all but completely hidden under a dark veil, only his dark eyes were visible.

The boy moved like lightning. He whipped his hands out and two metallic streaks of light raced at the beasts that were attacking Jeremy and Odd. The werewolves howled as the throwing stars imbedded themselves in their backs.

The third werewolf stood at the corner and held Yumi over the street. As it prepared to drop her, it looked over just in time to see the sole of a boot racing at its face. The werewolf dropped Yumi, who reflexively reached for the building. Catching the gutter, she dangled precariously over the street. But the sudden exertion sent horrific ripples of pain from her back throughout her body.

The kick knocked the beast backward as it recoiled. Landing lightly, the boy dashed forward. Throwing all his weight into his shoulder, he hit the werewolf in the chest. The inertia sent the monster toppling over the roof. Seconds later it crashed with a sickening crunch on a police car.

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During this fight, the two police helicopters had flown closer to the roof. The doors on one opened to reveal an officer with a megaphone in one hand and shotgun in another.

"This is the police," the officer shouted. "Decease your actions."

The werewolf in front of Jeremy had finally managed to dislodge the throwing star from its back. Dropping it, the monster bounded for the helicopter. Seeing the charging monster, the pilot pulled the aircraft away but he wasn't quick enough. The werewolf leapt and caught a grip on the helicopter's landing struts. The sudden weight to the side pulled the helicopter violently to that side. The officer was luckily strapped his seat.

Dropping the megaphone, he pointed the barrel of the shotgun at the werewolf's face. The beast heaved itself up high enough that it and the officer were face-to-face. It had enough time to give one last roar before shotgun blew its face off. Raining bloody, the decapitated body plummeted to the streets below.

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The last werewolf charged its new enemy as he helped Yumi back on to the roof. Shoving Yumi to the ground, he ran for the werewolf. Unsuccessfully dodging the inch-long claws, the boy received grievous wounds along his arms, chest, and back. But that didn't seem to hinder him as he punched the monster in the throat and shoved it away.

As the beast recovered, the boy unsheathed his katana. The gleaming blade reflected brightly in the spotlight. Grabbing it with both hands, the boy set the tip of it on the ground and nodded his head. It was a fighting stance that was somehow familiar, yet undistinguishable at the same time.

Howling, the werewolf rushed the boy. The entire countryside watched as just before the beast could land a blow, the boy knelt down and his katana blade flashed in a gleaming arc across the werewolf's chest. The werewolf's momentum carried it forward for three or four feet before it collapsed on the ground with a quickly forming puddle of blood.

Breathing hard, the boy dropped heavily to his knees. Releasing his now bloodstained katana, the boy dangled his arms on the ground as his head sagged. As Yumi climbed to her feet and moved forward, she realized just how deep the cuts along his arms were. Fresh blood still gushed from his veins and he didn't even bother trying to stop it, knowing how pointless it was. The kids approached as the police helicopters circled the building and prepared to land.

Glancing up at them, the boy grasped his katana and forced himself to his feet. Sheathing the sword, the boy dropped something to the ground. In a flash of smoke and light, he vanished as quickly and silently as he arrived.

(A/N) Some of you are no doubt confused about the drastic change of heart on Ulrich's part concerning going to the theaters. I only ask you all to be patient: all will be explained ASAP!!

The next chapter is Search For Answers.