Yo. Luig777 is back for another chapter of slicing and dicing monsters. Anyway, we at last begin to see how funny this story can really be. It still won't reach it's full potential, but heck, it's well on its way.

Chapter 5: Operation Darkovia

In the dark woods…

"We're lost again, aren't we?" Michael stated, annoyed.

"Well, we're somewh-"

"Never mind."

"What's your pr-"

"SHUT UP!" Michael snapped.

"Look, bub, first of all, I don't like being interrupted, and second, WHOA!"

They had reached the Lycan's hideout. Everfire and Midnight, who were trodding along behind their masters, suddenly felt very tense. The entrance looked like a large wolf head made of wood, with yellow painted eyes. The eyes looked a lot like moons.

"Cool!" Michael smiled, enjoying himself.

"Creepy." Luke whispered.

"How an average human finds this not cool I will ne-"That's when the eye moved. Everfire growled. Midnight barked.

"Who goes there?" The head said harshly as the mouth moved.

"I am Luke the Pyromancer and this in Michael the dragonfreind," Luke voiced confidently, "We-"

"Don't make me laugh!" The head roared, "There's only one of you! You must be crazy." Luke whirled around, robes flying to see the truth.

Michael was gone.

"Ok, so let me get this straight. I was about to enter the lycan hideout when you guys pick me up and drop me off at this dark-castle-place," Michael wondered aloud, "And now you people expect me to be a vampire."

The circle of tall black figures nodded. They all had blood red eyes, black leathery wings and long fangs. They seemed to have muscles bulging all over their bodies.

"Will I get to kill people?" Michael questioned.

"Of course, foolish mortal!" a voice said as the owner walked in. This figure was obviously a female, and had more silvery skin then the others, but she also appeared to be younger, although obviously the leader.

"I get that a lot." Michael replied.

"Anyway, I am Saphira, queen of all vampires. If I bite you will join our ranks," The now known as the vampire queen said with an evil grin on her face.

"So…I get to kill people?" Michael asked.

"Huhhhhh," Saphira sighed. "Just stick out your arm."

You say your friend is gone?" The tall werewolf king asked Luke. He looked like your average Werewolf, a large wolf with armor on and red eyes, but was a bit larger, and had almost golden armor on.

"Yes, I suspect he was kidnapped by the vampires after all the losses against you guys. " Luke answered strategically.

"Those scoundrels, turning a future werewolf to vampirism." The king exclaimed.

"Well, we better get him back before they turn him into one of them."

"Sweet! I got fangs!"

The lycans marched in a square, with about 50 of them ready to execute the plan their king and ally had given them. The king and Luke (who had accepted the werewolf curse, making him turn into a werewolf at night) were of course among them. The moon shone brightly on them as they marched on.

"The plan is ready?" Luke asked simply.

"Yes…" The king said quitly.

The army looked average from far away, but truly this was a lycan army. The standing dog-like soldiers stood in line with swords and arrows tipped with their very own fangs as they moved forward. They all wore simple steel armor, but their own fur was normally enough protection.

Suddenly, out of the darkness, a small hoard of shadows poured through the trees. "Vampires, attack!" Saphira yelled.

"Oh crud. He's using the pzcho blade." Luke murmured loudly

"Yay, The queen was right, this is gonna be fun!" Michael screeched among the vampires. "Wait, is that Luke with the enemy? That dirty traitor."

"You should be talking, you vampire scum." Luke replied maliciously, "Initiate operation Darkovia, NOW!"

"Hey, what are you hairy furballs doing!" Michael roared nervously as the lycans moved to drag him somewhere.

"Drag him to 'the secret'!" the were-king exclaimed.

Some Lycans were failing to drag off Michael, while the rest of the werewolves held back the vampires, but they were falling quickly to the vampire's flurry.

"Michael, we have a plan to allow you to kill more people then what the vampires could offer." Luke suggested.

"Do, ooh, what is it?" Michael asked childishly.

"Come on, follow me!" Luke roared as he dived onto Everfire's back. Michael swooped down behind them. "Cool, I can glide!"

Together with the rest of the Lycans, they charged off into the undergrowth, to the very heart of the woods. The king held up a potion he took off a weirdly shaped tree stump and gave it to his chief advisor, "Stuff it down his throat!"

"Look, if it means I get to kill mor- GULP." Suddenly Michael's body began to change. Hair like a werewolf began to grow all over his body, but the features of the vampire, the bony wings and the large fangs got larger. In fact, his entire body became as large as small tree. Michael looked at himself. "I feel funny and I'm all hairy!"

"You are now a Werepire."

"Looks fun!" Michael grinned.

"We also put in a small solution of 'the cure' so in the day you're your normal ebil self, while in the night you become a-"

"A COOL KILLING MACHINE!" Michael screeched happily, "Let's go get a new fang collection."

"Is he normally this weird?" The seemed to have been forgotten were-king asked quietly.

"You have nooooooooooo idea."

Michael called Midnight to him. The skeleton dog seemed to take his masters transformation rather awkwardly at first, but then when this large thing offered him an undead skeleton to chew on, he was back on his feet, tail wagging.

"All right! Let's go!" Luke roared. The rest of the lycans howled, making even the moon shiver, before they all charged back to castle. The werewolves burst through the gates with resounding crash. "All right! We've got you surrounded."

The vampires swooped down from the four watch towers and so the bloodiest and last battle of the were-vamp war began. The vampires bit, the lycans slashed and as the dust finally fell away, only one vampire stood surrounded. Saphira.

"You haven't seen the last of me!" She cried as she jumped into the air, over a wall, and into the night. "And I'll get your little dog too!"

"Oh no you won't" Michael stated.

The were-king congratulated his troops before walking over to where the tall werepire and the slightly smaller were-pyromancer stood, "Thank you for all your help." He said, bowing, "Oh, and before I forget, a crow gave this to me while Saphira flew off." He handed Luke an envelope which had written on it 'To Luke and Michael'.

Congradulations on winning the battle. You have done well, but the world is still full of things that we wish to be rid of. Now then, please come over to my shop, I have someone for you to meet there.

Good Luck, Warlic.

"Well better get moving" Luke sighed as jumped on the battle tired Everfire.

"Yeah." Michael sighed back, "Just keep moving, just keep moving, just keep moving, moving, moving."

I wonder who this mysterious person is? Could it be? Could it possibly be?

Anyway, if you liked the battle, review, and if you didn't, well, tell us how to get better.

Well, see you next chapter, Luigi777 and Cipher Admin Gengar, signing off.