Master Dark's Multiple Faces and Personalities
Chapter 2
Now is the Vampire Hunter Avatar.
Vampire Hunter:
The smoke clears and a Hunter emerges.
Inside of house located
in the suburbs of Barton Town, awoke one 'Vampire Hunter', named
Dark, he quickly jumped of bed and showered, the events of last few
days and the predictions of the next hours pondered in his head.
The
Von Helson's and their supporters had gathered, so had the Hunter
'minute men', both sides were ready for all out war, although
previous incidents had occurred, many wondered why full scale battles
had not been fought or Vampires killed in the villages they hid in.
That is a question that has yet to be answered...
As the hot,
steamy water poured down on him, all the people he knew came into his
mind. He realized that he might be captured or killed and eaten, and
might never see any of his loved ones again. He quickly came to peace
with this.
He stepped out of the shower, drying his wet body and
his wet hair, going to the mirror to look at his body. He flexed his
muscles and smirked, though why he did that is unknown.
He finally
got his underwear and V neck undershirt on, then putting on his armor
one piece at a time. It wasn't really armor, more like heavy duty
combat clothes. He put on his vest, grabbing the 'G' pin that
symbolized loyalty towards the Hunters and Gambino's cause, the
'holy' bracelets that allowed one to wield weapons of light against
darkness, snapped on upon his wrists.
He grabbed his combat
gloves, checking the re- tractable blade in them to make sure it
worked, polishing it one more time. He put his katana on his back;
the powerful blade of East he thought seemed to speak out to him. The
last weapon his rifle and bullets he drabbed around him like a
sash.
Finally, he was ready, he prayed there would be no conflict,
but that will be most likely a prayer in vain. He stepped out of his
house, darkness still in the sky, locking his door and looked at it
for maybe one last time. He turned away and ran towards his Hunter
base and his comrades, to prepare for the showdown. As he did a smirk
appeared on his face though and he said;
"I guess whatever
will be, will be."