I was jolted roughly awake by falling hard on what was certainly the ship floor. The screeching of monsters best reserved for nightmares brought me back to my senses. I was a Magi, the last of my kind. I was stranded on a desolate ship, pitted against monsters known as necromorphs with the legendary Isaac Clarke and the seductive Seras of Hellsing. We were grossly outnumbered, the odds growing worse as the screeches grew louder from all sides. The derelict vessel shook violently as every beastie left on the ship closed in for the kill. My bright blue glow had changed. I called upon a sword, and rather than a normal sword, I got a massive, heaven-sent, brightly-white glowing claymore.
"Oh, yeah, this is more like it. Bring it on." My taunt seemed on cue, as the first wave was met with the blade I would come to call Judgement, and fell destroyed to its consuming white fire. Deafening gunshots told me Seras was enjoying this open season, and judging by the lack of attack from my left, Isaac was doing fine. My bow sang true under its new name Last Song, pincushioning whatever I aimed it at. My shield, Wavebreaker, never even dented under the multifaceted, yet wild assault of the necromorphs. We knew we had little time to move to get out. I had a flash of insight in my dream, just before I awoke, that told me where the escape pods were, and were somehow still operational. We had been fighting our way there as the monsters kept throwing themselves to their certain doom at our own hands.
"It's right around this corn-.. shit..." Isaac stopped almost literally dead in his tracks. Standing in our way of escape, just like every goddamn game I've ever played, was-who else? The captain, of course. Wavebreaker nearly fell from my hand on only one strike. Isaac fired, missed, and paid for it. The captain necromorph split him clean in two. I'll never forget the feeling of his blood splattering all over me. Seras took the opportunity as a shot, her anti-armor weapon trained on the ex-captains skull, and let loose a blast so loud, the vibrations felt as if they would rip the ship into pieces. The necro-captain stood straight, not realizing it's own death for a second before collapsing in mid strike. We rushed past the monsters corpse, pausing to mourn our fallen friend. We found our two remaining pods, already open. I kissed Seras goodbye, then everything went to white. When I could see again, I was staring down the business end of possibly the most famous sword in anime.
A/N: This is the end of number 2! Number 3 will be another crossover, chapter 1 will be coming soon hopefully (moving into a new apartment). Thanks for all the support!