Title: Moka Versus The Regent of the Mask
Premise: Rosario + Vampire, Ninja Gaiden. Moka is fighting the Regent of the Mask at the cliffside ouside Yokai Academy, and loosing. He curses her with the Grip of Murder like he did for Ryu in the game.
Moka was breathing heavily. She she had not felt so tired in such a long time. Water was dripping down her body, and she felt her body burning from it. Her nose and eyes burned from the smell of garlic. Her cuts from where the sword had landed burned.
The Regent of the Mask stood before her. His red cloak looked darker under the red moon. In one gauntleted hand, he held his basket sword, the scent of garlic emitting from it. In the other, he held a super soaker gun. Around his neck was a garlic necklace.
She felt to weak to charge and power-kick him. This guy had come for her, and he was well prepared for it.
Finally, she knew what to do. She would make one last desperate attempt to finish him for good.
"Enough of this!" She shouted. "Know your place!"
She sprinted towards him, ignoring the pain from her aching body, and the burns as she came closer to the garlic.
She drew her fangs, and grabbed the Regent by the collar of his cloak, and pulled him in, and sank her fangs into his neck, tasting his delicious blood. Her strength was returning quickly as she sucked with all her might. She knew she was weakening him as she did so. She would either suck out his soul, or suck so much blood he would die from blood loss.
What she did not know was that she just made The Regent's job a lot easier for him.
He dropped his sword and his water gun, and grabbed the sides of her head with both hands, and whispered something.
Nano-Secto-Maktou-Mano-Tuao!
She suddenly felt her brain burning even more, and pulled away from him, pushing him away. She felt a sharp, searing pain raise up through her fangs, and cut into her brain, like knives. She gripped her head and knealt down, gritting her teeth.
"Open your eyes, Moka Akashiya!" She heard The Regent cackled.
She felt blood toiling and turning in her head. Blood vain seemed to pop and pulse and bloat in her head. At last the pain became too great, and she screamed loud enough to be heard all through the woods.
She faced the floor when she was done screaming, and breathed more heavily, now with more fatigue than ever.
Out of the corners of her eyes, she could see The Regent walking up closer to her.
"So, how does it feel to suffer as your blood-deprived victims?" The alchemist asked.
Moka looked up at the white mask under the red hood, anger and frustration filled her blood-red eyes, and she bared her teeth at him. She wanted to tear his face to pieces.
To add insult to injury, The Regent raised his leg, and kicked her in the chest, pushing her down and laying her down on the ground.
"Well, that is all the play time my schedule allows, my dear," He said as he turned around. "Until next time."