Agnus Dei:

Authors Note: This chapter means Lamb of God…okay, new character time! This will set the scene for one of my upcoming stories (you know me, you guys get to choose which story I write next!) The upcoming stories will be explained later…anyway, this is the final "official" chappie of Crimson Destiny…wowzers…so many reviews…thank you so much for everyone's support…but now, it's shout out time!

Shadowsin: Well…were to begin…I guess I'll start simply by saying that the latest chappie was awesome I nearly peed myself reading Christie's advice!…I will have to take at least a two week break from writing (so I can get settled in at University of Tenn.) but I promise that I'll be back…I guess what I wanted to ask you was…should I start a new story, or wait and work on the OC battle? Hit me back okay? I honestly think that the best time to work on it might be during Christmas Break cuz then that'd give us all ample time to finish our stories and have some time to actually work on it…it's up to you though, that's just a suggestion…oh, and by the way, I wrote up this character before I knew anything about Shugo so please don't think that I copied you…and if you do then all I can tell you is…well, what I said before, but it's your call really whether he should be in the next story or not.

Thee Slushee: I tried to review the latest chappie, but my comp here is bein' a bitch and running a virus scan so everything's super slow…so I waited like, fifteen minutes but the review window wouldn't pop up…and it wouldn't…so here's my temporary review…great chappie and I love how brave Xiaoyu, and Asuka are…OMG I would've…well…I would've attempted to beat Devil Jin but I probably would've gotten my throat ripped out!

Karisan: Thanks so much for your support! I'm glad that you liked Jamie's idea…I thought long and hard about how I could make the final battle completely different from my last one so I'm glad that I could pull it off…I will read your latest chappie soon…after this damn virus scan finishes…expect my review either tomorrow or the day after.

The Little Bloodtalon: Hey! Thanks so much for reviewing, yes, this is the first time you've reviewed my stuff and I'm glad that you liked it cuz your stuff is awesome too!

Devil Billy: What up playa' LOL always wanted to type that up…thank you for supporting me, cuz it really means a lot to me! I'm waiting with baited breath for your next chapter! Thanks again for using my characters and I hope that everything's going alright with you! Good luck in summer school…these last few days are important…I think…

Okay…angsty-action-y time…need to put in some mood music…I think I'll listen to my Tool/Disturbed/CKY mix cd…oh, and this chapter takes place in a real part of Tennessee!

Alcoa Tennessee,

3:04 am

June 28th, 2005.

The vampire through the forests…his sneakers ill equipped to deal with the rough foliage…branches slapped intrusively in his face, and brambles caught in his long black hair. His breath came out in shallow gasps…he was tiring he was mortally (ha ha) injured…he was being hunted…and even worse…

His enemy wasn't even breaking a sweat.

The vampire kept running, and half stumbled down a gentle slope…he landed head over heels on a road…he was about to get up before his enemy was on him…despite the muggy, June evening, he wore a black, unbuttoned, leather trench coat…as he jumped, the coats tails spread out like bat wings.

On impulse, the dark, creature of the night let out a scream of terror which he really wished he hadn't. The road was a back country one, and it was pitch black…well, save for the illumination of the blood red moon.

Awash in crimson light, the vampire saw his pursuer he couldn't have been more then twenty…he had light brown hair kept in the shaggy style…one eye was covered from his bangs and the other showed a mahogany brown, and a menacing pierced eyebrow. He was attractive in a "punk-ish" sort of way…the way he was built made him look scrawny, but he did have muscles stretched taught over his skin.

His lips were full, with a garish lower lip ring protruding from them…and two piercing for each ear. His t-shirt was meant to be worn by a girl it was tight, and meant to accentuate his muscles…it had one of the South Park kids on it…he wore full goth gear and the caption below read: "What's the use in caring? When it doesn't ease the pain?"

His fingernails were adorned with chipped nail polish and rings…and he wore a pair of skin tight, black, bootcut jeans…combat boots completed the picture.

And the two fought…the boy unleashing a fast two punch, spin kick combo, before pulling the machete out of the vampire's shoulder. The creature howled in pain as it was wrenched from it's body. The boy punched the vampire hard in the face again, then grabbed it by its t-shirt…he clenched the collar and raised up…lifting the vampire off the ground!

"WHO DID THIS! WAS IT YOU!" The boy said angrily.

"I…I don't know what…what you're talking about…" The vampire gasped.

"BULLSHIT!" He yelled.

"Please…please…you're hurting me…"

"Am I," He asked with a charming smile. "I'm sorry…let's have a talk then you and I?"

The boy dragged the vampire to a tree, placed its hand against the bark, and jammed his machete in to pin him in place…the creature howled in agony.

"Okay, let me start…I leave to go on patrol at approximately 8:30 tonight and I come back at 1 to find that the orphanage…my home…is in flames…and I happen to see your scum ass there…so, what could have happened? I was never that great at math so you're gonna have to solve this problem for me!" He finished by backhanding the vampire.

"Okay…okay I'll tell you!" The vampire cried.

"I'm listening."

"I'm working for this guy…this guy who…" As the vampire talked, he reached into his pocket and uncorked a vial of holy water…before the hunter could react, the creature gulped it down and disintegrated.

"Fuck…" Douglas "Grey" Greyson cursed.

Okay…he said he worked for someone…that's okay…let's just find a suspicious guy and we'll go from there!

Grey picked up the combat knife and sprinted back through the woods and towards his old home…which happened to be Alcoa Tennessee's only orphanage…Grey had lived their all his life…he never knew his parents and the staff at that orphanage treated him like he was their son…the other children were his brother's and sisters…

And now they had all been torched to death.

Grey had become what he had become in late December…he wasn't exactly sure what he was but he suddenly…knew…about vampires and demons…and for some reason, they became as natural and clear to him as the earth and sky…and for some reason, he knew that he needed to defeat them.

He sprinted through the trees and tears streaked his face as he did…by the time he got to the orphanage again the flames were still licking the building. He cried in anguish and screamed obscenities at the night sky…he fell down on his knees and beat the ground in frustration…he screamed as he heard and saw the memories flood his mind all his life he had lived here…and now it had been taken away.

He felt numb now…for once in his life, he felt as if he had nothing to say…he sat there in reflective silence…he heard the sirens coming…they'd be here soon…he had to leave…they'd ask too many questions…but where would he go?

Suddenly, a voice interrupted his train of thought…he didn't understand the language…but it sounded like it was Japanese…or Chinese…or whatever.

"I don't understand a fucking word you say…" Grey said as he turned slowly.

The man was old…ancient really…he wore a business suit and had two shocks of gray hair protruding from his scalp.

"Then let me say this in English…my name is Heihachi Mishima…I own the Mishima Zaibatsu but it was stolen from me…I am holding a fighting tournament in Japan that I'd like you to be a part of. Help me get my company back…and do a few more odd jobs for me…and I will help you find the bastards who did this….but, if you come with me now…I will answer the question that's been on your mind since December…who you are."

Grey was silent for a minute…mulling the proposition over…could it be the legendary Iron Fist tournament? He had watched them before…in fact he remembered watching the second one with avid interest when he was five…watching Kazuya Mishima annihilate Baek Doo San was what made him take up martial arts…

"The police are coming…we don't have much more time."

"Fine…" Grey murmured…staring into the burning remains of his former life…there was nothing left for him here. "Let's go…"

Author's Note: Sorry if this is rushed, but it's late, and I don't feel good…alright! Crimson Destiny is officially over! Now, below, I have listed my story ideas and I need you guys to help me pick which one should be next! I personally, have a lot planned for the prequel…but whatever you guys think would be greatly appreciated too!

Tekken 3: Unsung Hero's: Prequel to Tekken 5: Angels and Demons...set during Tekken 3, Patrick Horton (OC) is a Nephilim. He is sent to stop Heihachi Mishima...but he gets more then he bargained for...and when the time comes, Patrick may have to give mankind the greatest gift of all.

Tekken 6: Ties that Bind: Sequel to my other stories…The sixth Tournament has been announced, and once again Jin, Jamie and the others find themselves drawn back to fight...an old enemy from Jin's past makes himself known to destroy the Kazama line…and a new fighter looks to destroy Jamie's own future

Down Time: When Crimson Destiny ended, we were left with Jin and Xiao's wedding…and how hard it was to put together…but what exactly happened in those five missing weeks since Jinpachi was defeated…this is a hilarious and revealing look at what exactly goes in to planning a wedding…with demons, vampires, and a wedding to help plan what's a Nephilim to do? This is mainly a romantic comedy…but with vampires…and stuff…but it's a funny side to it all.

Anyway, please help me out and I'd greatly appreciate it! THANKS TO EVERYONE WHO WAS KIND ENOUGH TO REVIEW! SHADOWSIN KARISAN, THEE SLUSHEE, DEVIL BILLY KAZAMA, ASUKA KAZAMA MISHIMA, ELEMENT 6, MACHINEX, THE LIL' BLOOD TALON, AND EVERYONE ELSE WHO TOOK TIME TO REVIEW…AND EVEN THOSE WHO DIDN'T, THANKS FOR PUTTING MY HIT COUNT IN THE 1000'S THANK YOU SO MUCH EVERYBODY! PEACE! THIS STORY IS DEDICATED TO ALL Y'ALL!