Disclaimer: No, I don't own anything.
Background: Hellsing!
Author's note: Hmm, guess the star wars bit sucked. Better replace it later.
Once again, Keitaro had tripped over thin air and somehow landed his head between Naru's breasts, even though she was standing pretty far away. (Whole kitchen's length?) Naru, who was positively livid, instantly sent him flying away, much to his chagrin, to the hot springs. Coincidentally, Motoko had been relaxing in the hot springs, when a certain pervert crashed in.
Motoko had been eagerly awaiting this moment, as she and Naru had discussed earlier to fake Keitaro's fall using a device made by Su, and then whacking him to relieve stress. After all, it was satisfying smacking around somebody, especially if that somebody just happened to be invincible as well. Motoko masked her glee behind a veil of anger, and yelled, " URASHIMA! HOW DARE YOU PEEP ON THE YOUR TENANTS! DIE!".
She whipped her sword out from the universe of enlarged pockets, and proceeded to start preparing to unleash some sword techniques at Keitaro. Before she could do that, however, Keitaro uttered three words.
"Now, Rooftop, Duel".
Motoko was shocked. Was the perverted male actually challenging her to a serious duel? "Fine, I accept.", was her reply. What happened next shocked her even more. A red aura came over Keitaro, and he flew right up to the roof. Running into the inn, she yelled out "DUEL! ROOFTOP! NOW!", without breaking a step. Running, running, the girls all somehow gathered at the rooftop.
What they saw on the roof was not Keitaro, and yet it was Keitaro. Nobody knew what had happened. All they knew was that the person was a stranger. He was dressed in a red trench coat, black undershirt, complete with a wide brimmed top hat. What was most striking were his eerie yellow eyeglasses, and the twin sliver guns held at his waist.
The person, who had been staring at the floor, looked up and said, "Finally, you have come. I've been awaiting you. Let me introduce myself first before we start. I, am Keitaro Urashima.", he said as he bowed deeply and swept off his hat.
Motoko yelled, "Guns are not allowed! Face me with a sword, you coward!"
"How so? These" he held up his guns "are my preferred weapons, just as you prefer to fight with your sword. Unless, you are admitting that the sword is inferior to the gun?" Keitaro smiled.
"I'll show you! Rock splitting sword!". A blast of energy was sent Keitaro, who simply stood there. The blast connected, and loud ripping sounds were heard. A gleam of triumph shone in Motoko's eyes as she sheathed her sword. "As I expected, my techniques are vastly superior to you, such that you cannot even take one hit.". She turned around, only to see the horrified faces of the girls. She spun.
What see saw didn't agree with her brain. Keitaro was lying on the floor, coat torn, glasses shattered, head lying back. However, he slowly stood up, cracked his joints, and faced Motoko. He proceeded to remove his gun and fire 6 shots a Motoko. However, Motoko was fast, and she dodged them all.
"Impressive."
"Ha! My powers are vastly superior to whatever you might have!", said a smug Motoko. Keitaro merely stood back, and his body faded to a shadow as her vision became red. Keitaro looked straight at her with a single gleaming red eye, saying, "Let me show you the power of a true vampire!". His hands swelled, merged with the shadows, and became a giant dog's head. Motoko was horrified, but still maintained enough wit to fire off several blasts at the head. No effect.
Seeing her best attacks had no effect whatsoever, Motoko turned and ran. Behind her, the dog's mouth emitted a hand, which held a strangely familiar silver gun…
Two loud shots were heard. Motoko fell to the floor, both her knees taken out. She turned onto her back in horror. "WHAT ARE YOU?", she screamed at the shadow. Keitaro shouted, "COME ON! THE NIGHT IS STILL YOUNG! TRANSRORM!". Motoko had no idea what he was talking about.
"HURRY!"
Motoko looked back for help.
"HURRY!"
Motoko screamed.
"HURRY!"
Motoko feebly fired several weak blasts at Keitaro.
"I guess I have mistaken. You were not what I'm searching for. YOU ARE MERELY A WEAK EXAMPLE OF A HUMAN! ONLY FIT FOR DOGS!". The shadow dog tore at her flesh, eating Motoko alive.
Keitaro looked up, and saw the crescent moon smiling wickedly at him.
The end.
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