Disclaimer: Next chapter is here. Dante and Eli clash culminating in his devil powers unleashing. Alucard and Seras arrive in the city and proceed to decimate large numbers of vampires and ghouls. Integra and Walter are pinned down but through her resolve fight back. And the wolf pack engage the enemy officers. Lots of action and mayhem.
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Chapter Twelve-"Devil Trigger"
Dante and Eli's duel continued to intensify. Eli proved a surprising challenge for the cocky devil hunter. Dante swung Rebellion three times, clashing with Eli's duel swords. The vampire grunted then unleashed a flurry of lightning quick slashes and stabs. Dante evaded each one, back flipping before bringing Rebellion down in an over head slash. Eli parried then tried stabbing him through the chest. Dante jumped to the side. Pulling out Ebony he began opening fire. Eli brought both swords forming a sort of shield as they deflected the bullets. Smirking Dante held his sword across his chest.
"Not bad...but dude what's your name?" Dante asked. Eli lowered his swords, glaring harshly. "My name is Eli. Tell me, are you a vampire?" he asked Dante who shook his head chuckling.
"Man what is it with you people? No I'm not a vampire. I am something monstrous though. Maybe you'll get the chance to find out." he taunted pointing Rebellion at him. Eli scoffed, raising both his swords. "It matters not what you are. Your death is at hand. Only a matter of time." he said charging Dante. Dante narrowed his eyes as he brought Rebellion up defensively.
"After her! Catch Integra Hellsing" a vampire shouted. A large group of the fiends were chasing down Integra's car as Walter sped through the city. Running over corpses of both humans and Ghouls. The vampires ran faster, easily catching up to the car in no time. One soldier aimed his rifle, but was quickly blown away by Integra whom fired her pistol. Another jumped on the hood of the car, again to be shot down by Integra.
Walter continued driving, only to feel the car shake as the tires were blown out. It skidded then crashed into a lamp post. One vampire took the time to leap on top. "Integra Hellsing, time to come out and pla-" but was cut off abruptly. The vampire's head was cut off in one quick motion. Integra stood outside, holding the car door open and her sword in the other. The group of vampires surrounded the car. Stepping out she stomped on its skull. Walter too exited, "Well, I'm afraid we won't be going anywhere no time soon my lady." he said. Integra narrowed her eyes. The vampires inched closer, cocking their weapons. "Integra Hellsing, time to die. Come with us our master awaits." he said. Their eyes flashed blood red.
Integra remained silent for several moments before smirking. The vampire cocked their heads as she began chuckling. "You expect me to roll over like a submissive dog? You must be more foolish then I imagined. Didn't your master tell you just exactly who I am?" she said as they hissed. Raising her sword she pointed it at them. "My ancestor founded the Hellsing Organization to defend Britain from monsters like you. He passed it on successively to each generation. I inherited Hellsing 10 years ago from my father. Hellsing is my order, and we do not back down from our enemies. You want me to come? You're going to be disappointed" she said throwing off her jacket.
"Come! I'll send each and every last one of you bastards straight to Hell!" Integra declared challenging. Walter grinned, impressed by the resolve and ferocity of his lady. The vampires began laughing. "Us die? Bitch you just don't know when to quit!" he said charging. He blinked, looking down he saw as his was eviscerated into dozens of pieces. Blood splattering everywhere. The other vampires gasped. Walter stood next to him, holding out his right hand as flashes of light swarmed him. "Tch oh my what a mess. Guess I'm not as spry as I used to be. You already know who Sir Integra is let me introduce myself." he said walking to the group placing black fingerless gloves on. The vampires aimed their rifles. "My name is Walter C. Dormez. Butler and servant to the Hellsing family." he said grinning. "And formerly retired master Vampire slayer. Say your prayers, here I come!" Walter said charging. The vampires opened fire, Walter spread out his fingers as his micro fiber wires formed a shield. They deflected the bullets, the aging butler smirking. "This is it? Honestly I expected more of a threat from vampiric soldiers!" he said spreading out his wires as they cut up several Vampires. Integra chuckled, arms folded as she watched Walter.
Meanwhile...
The wolf pack was engaged in fierce combat with the vampires. Michael after reloading his rifle fired again at Eric who dodged and returned fire. Swearing he cart wheeled to the side before tossing a few silver stakes at him. Eric raised his arms, energy cracked around him as a blue light formed in front. The stakes bounced harmlessly off the energy before falling to the ground. Michael frowned. "Like what you see?" Eric taunted grinning. "No, what is that?" Michael asked.
"It's called an AT-energy field. It's a form of technology that forms a electro magnetic force field that can repel almost any type of material. Nifty little trick we have acquired." he explained. Michael fired several rounds, the bullets deflecting off the AT field. Eric folded his arms. "This is so boring, I though Werewolves were supposed to be tough. I won't even have to fight." he said. Michael laughed, "Not fight oh MAN that is rich! If you think that then I can't wait to prove you wrong!" he said tossing his rifle to the ground. Sliding a foot back he gripped the handle of his katana, pulling it out slowly. In a second he was gone, Eric gasped. "What where the hell did he go?" he shouted. Turning behind him he saw as Michael leaped forward, drawing his katana out in a manner reminiscent of a samurai. Eric stepped back, waving his right hand. The AT shield formed, Michael's sword clashed against it. Grunting he jumped down, holding it in his right hand. "Hhm. So I was correct, there is a delay in how quickly you can form the shield. I'd say about five seconds, not too much trouble. I'll find a way around that thing." he declared charging forward.
Kronos and Raul continued their fight. Raul using his swords to parry the vampire's massive ax. Kronos brought it above his head and smashed down. Raul side stepped and kicked him in the back as he slashed with both his swords. Kronos stumbled before turning around and swinging his ax, attempting to cut him in the face. Raul ducked and rolled underneath quickly hopping to his feet. Kronos paused, dashing behind him in a blur he raised his ax. He stopped however when he saw Raul too dashed behind him moving in a quick blur. Kronos turned around as the two clashed weapon's together. Grunting he summoned his strength trying to push Raul back. The Werewolf was just as strong and pushed back himself. "For a Mutt you're fairly strong." he said. Raul didn't respond as he shoved him back. He then kicked him in the stomach before speeding towards him. Raising his swords he slammed Kronos back to the ground before trying to stab him through the chest. Kronos shielded himself with his ax, knocking the Werewolf to the side he flipped back up and charged again.
Karl and Argos slammed their fist against each other. Karl wearing his trademark brass knuckles. Argos raised his eyebrow, how could such a common weapon hold up to his obscene strength? It didn't matter. They let up and began a fierce hand to hand combat duel. Rapidly punching and kicking. Karl brought his right arm up, blocking a round kick from Argos. Tripping his feet from underneath he grabbed the vampire and smashed his fist down hard. Continuing to pummel him into the concrete Karl then grabbed him again and tossed him into the side of a building with a loud impact. Argo braced himself, jumping down and dashing toward the werewolf. Phasing behind him he placed a strong kick as Karl tumbled before rolling back up. Launching another assault he threw a punch, which Karl caught. Gripping tightly he watched as Argos strained. Tossing him over his head he turned around. Argos walked forward, "This is getting interesting. Tell me what is your name again?" he asked.
"It's Karl."
"My name is Argos. I like to know the names of my enemies before I kill them" the vampire taunted. Karl spat before turning back to him. Sliding his foot back he brought both hands up. "Too much talk. Time to fight." he stated as Argos charged forward.
Sergei and Alex opened fire on dozens of vampires turning them to dust. Reloading they dashed to the side as Amelia opened fire. Taking cover behind a car they brought their rifles around and returned fire. Cursing she rolled out the way and tossed her hand guns down. Tossing her hair back she watched as they came from out their corner. "Giving up?" they asked. Shaking her head she raised her arms. "Come forth and vanquish my enemies. Turn everything to ash. Rashkor!" she said clapping both hands together. Sergei and Alex paused, moments passed before the ground began shaking. Looking up they saw as a massive pillar of red light erupted from the ground. Bracing they saw a tall heavily muscled and hulking figure crawl from out the ground. Leaping up it crashed down. The twins looked up, then looked up again.
Towering over them at 9 feet tall was a hulking behemoth. It had crimson red skin and four massively powerful arms. It stood on two legs and had flowing white hair with piercing green eyes. It had talon like claws on its hand and feet. With a grunt it gave a powerful roar that shattered rubble. Smirking Amelia folded her arms and sat down on top of a smashed car. "Have fun. Those two Werewolves are you dinner tonight." she said.
Rashkor glared at the twins whom chuckled. "Hhm ok I know how to settle this." Sergei said as he and Alex faced each other. Amelia raised her eyebrow.
"Rock paper scissors says shoot! FUCK!" Alex shouted as he stomped his foot down. Sergei grinned, "Haha you lose scissors beats paper. You take big boy first!" he taunted as Alex swore again and stepped forward to the massive fiend. Snorting Rashkor growled. "Yo, stinky! Come and get it big boy!" he said firing his rifle.
Robert and Godric continued their duel. Both combatants dashing and leaping about in blurry images. Robert raised his left knee, blocking a punch from Godric. Re-chambering he snapped a hook kick as the vampire back flipped to evade. Running forward he attacked again, sharpening his claws he swiped at Godric who barely avoided the talon like weapons. He was slashed across the chest, blood seeping out as he landed and clutched his wound. Robert turned around, his amber eyes flashing before he launched another attack.
At the Tower of London Kathy continued dueling with the vampire soldiers. Aiming both her revolvers she opened fire, the bullets racing to their targets turning them to ash. Reloading she evaded the return fire of a soldier before shooting him three times. Veronica watched the scene, angered she rose to full height clutching her naginata tightly. Kathy looked up, glaring as she watched the approaching vampire.
"So this one has some fight in her eh? I guess she needs to be smashed like the bug she is then" Veronica said stopping a few feet away. Kathy narrowed her eyes, raising both weapons she fired rapidly. Veronica grinned, taking her pole arm she spun it rapidly in front. Deflecting the bullets as they fell to the floor. Grinning she laughed. "You'll have to do better." she taunted. Kathy holstered her revolvers. Cracking her neck she didn't flinch. "I plan to" she said simply.
Veronica blinked, Kathy was gone. Turning around she barely avoided the fist aiming for her jaw. Grunting she jumped to the side as Kathy sailed past. Not waisting any time she spun around and began a vicious assault. Veronica gasped, she was much faster then expected. Kathy threw a high kick at her face which the vampire ducked and rolled underneath. Veronica spun her naginata around before slashing at Kathy. Kathy pulled out a large combat knife and parried the blow. The two continued their duel, Veronica wielding her naginata with great proficiency as she slashed and swung at Kathy. Kathy evaded each blow, mixing in her own attacks with her knife as well as physical blows. Jumping back Kathy grabbed one of her revolvers and fired three rounds. Veronica dashed, barely missing. One of the bullets grazing the side of her face. Blood leaked out as the wound hissed. The rounds crashed and exploded into a car. Turning back Veronica cursed, "You won't get that lucky again." Kathy smirked before holstering her gun and readying her knife. "Bring it" she challenged.
Elsewhere in the city...
"Men keep firing! We're beginning to push them back!" a Hellsing soldier shouted as he and his team of two dozen operatives opened fire on a group of vampires and ghouls. The ghouls moaned as their bodies were turned to dust by the silver ammunition. The vampires hissed and cried out as they returned fire. Dashing through the ranks they picked off some soldiers. Tossing one into the air his body was torn in half. One vampire holding the man's legs before tossing his upper body to a few ghouls. The Hellsing soldiers continued firing. Their attacks were ceased when several vampires exploded, but not by their weaponry. From the darkened streets an approaching figure holding two massive pistols began laughing.
"Come! It's time to die!" Alucard shouted firing the Casull and Jackal at the encroaching vampires and ghouls. The Hellsing men continued firing. Alucard ran through the battle ground, firing and killing vampires and ghouls left and right. The soldiers were no might for his ferocity and weaponry. Grinning he crossed both arms, blowing off the limbs and heads of a number of vampires. Moving like a quick blur he kicked several ghouls into pieces before smashing in their faces. Reloading his weapons he looked to the night sky which was lit by the glow of flames engulfing the entire city.
"Victor! Come forth and offer me a real challenge! You hide behind this army and have yet to lift a finger! You call yourself a proper vampire? Pathetic. Are you a man, a dog or a monster? Which is it Nosferatu!" Alucard declared before returning to battle.
Further into the city, Seras herself was busy slaying vampires by large numbers. Firing the Harkonnen cannon several of the undead soldiers exploded into gory pieces. Their blood staining the ground. Ejecting the last shell she discarded the massive weapon in place of her standard semi-automatic rifle. Cocking it she opened fire, vampires bursting to dust as she dashed through the streets. Leaping over several destroyed cars she continued firing. "I won't stop! I won't stop until every last one of you dies!" she shouted.
From his aircraft high above London Victor watched the battles unfolding in amusement. "My my, such fearsome words Alucard. I'm practically trembling in my robes. Look at you, bold and resolved. You have proven yourself far more powerful then we could possibly imagine." he stated watching the monitor. Alucard's face was in a menacing grin as he severed the heads of several vampires. The monitor also displayed the wolf pack engaged in their fights as well as Walter, Seras and Integra. Laughing two of his attendants stepped forward. "Sire, what shall we do about Alucard?" they asked. Nodding, he waved his hand. "In time, I shall deal with him personally. More importantly are we prepared to pursue Integra Hellsing?"
"Yes Sire." they replied.
"Good, Kain come forth." Victor stated.
Turning around he watched as an approaching figure walked out of the darkness. He was tall, heavily muscled and had piercing red eyes. He had wild flowing black hair with two locks past his ears. He wore a short sleeved black robe opened in the front exposing his chest. He had on loose black pants and boots with a black sash tied around his waist. In the center of the sash was a metal buckle with the face of a lion engraved in it. Flexing his muscles Kain's eyes flashed.
"What do you command?" he asked Victor. Victor grinned, pointing to the monitor as it showed Integra dueling the vampire soldiers.
"You are to capture Integra Hellsing. Once you have done so bring her to the Tower of London where I shall await. Kill any that interfere. Understood?" Victor said. Kain nodded as he slowly phased away. Victor turned his attention back to the monitor. "Prepare yourself, my darling Integra." he said chuckling.
Meanwhile...
"Drive!" Dante shouted swinging Rebellion as a wave of red energy raced toward Eli. The vampire waved both his swords, the energy dissipated in a spark. Charging he slashed numerous times as Dante parried. Firing his gun Dante jumped back. Eli dodged the bullets before phasing behind and planting a kick into Dante's back. The devil hunter crashed to the ground before flipping back up. Eli's face pulsated, his eyes flashed an even deeper shade of crimson. An aura of intense energy crackled and sparked around him as slowly inched further. In a split second he re-phased next to Dante stabbing and slashing through his torso. Dante staggered back, grabbing Rebellion he spun the blade in front at a rapid pace using the prop shredder ability. Eli's body was slashed as he too staggered back.
Blood spilled as both combatants paused to heal their wounds. "Not human. Not a vampire. What are you then?" Eli asked as his wounds closed up. Dante smirked, "I told you. I'm something monstrous as well. You'll just have to wait and see." he said running forward. Rebellion was dragged across the ground as Dante attacked three times. Eli parried the blows before increasing his attack aura. Red energy pulsated around his body and swords. Dante swung Rebellion in a figure eight form before gliding forward attempting to jam Rebellion into Eli. The vampire used one sword to parry the attack away as he used his free hand to pierce Dante through chest. Dante paused, looking down at the wound as he was then fiercely knocked back.
Eli grinned, "Your skills are impressive. But it's over. My battle aura makes it so that my strength, speed, reflexes and endurance are tripled." he explained. Dante pulled out his pistols but fired at nothing but air. Eli now stood behind him an in a whirling motion cut him three times in the back. Dante stumbled but was knocked to the side as Eli then slashed him across his side. Chuckling he waved his arm as a wave of energy raced toward Dante. Something was happening and he could feel it. He felt he was losing strength, his speed and reaction time was beginning to slow down. And the sword wounds hurt deeply. Grabbing Rebellion he used it to shield himself. The steam hissed off the blade as Dante cracked his neck. Eli walked forward. "And as my battles draw on my aura takes its toll on the opponent. Your strength begins to weaken, your speed and reflexes dull. Your ability to heal is nullified. It is truly a unique gift. I call it my Battle Aura. The ability to increase and maintain my power while dulling my enemy's. You like?" he taunted as he dashed forward. Dante frowned before firing his guns. Eli dashed about in quick blurs, appearing sometimes as a shadowy after image. "You talk too much. I should have mentioned, I don't like anyone who has a bigger mouth then I do" Dante said.
Eli appeared behind the devil hunter who swung his sword around. Their blades collided, sparks of energy igniting. Eli grunted before batting Rebellion away. The massive sword stabbing into the ground. Dante watched as he was pierced through the stomach. Eli's sword stabbed all the way through his spine. Blood seeped out as Dante grunted. Eli kicked him to the floor and pulled out his sword as blood gushed out. Dante felt his strength and energy slowly exiting his body. He tried getting up only to have his arms pinned. A sharp sensation entered his body as he was stabbed over and over through his stomach and then his heart. Eli stood over him, clutching his swords as they pierced the devil hunter in the torso and heart. Dante's body shook before it stopped.
Satisfied Eli turned away. "Good bye, Dante. I remain curious as to what it is you truly are" he said triumphantly as his battle with Dante ended. Or so he thought. As he slowly walked away Dante's body twitched. His fingers slowly curling into tight fists. His eyes opened, only this time they were crimson red.
Back in London...
The city continued to be engulfed by the chaos of war. Victor's forces marched through, killing any individual they encountered. The battle had been underway for a little over an hour. Hordes of vampires and ghouls stalked the streets looking for fresh prey. Hellsing tried fighting back but their supplies and numbers were slowly being depleted. Soldiers stormed the streets fighting off Victor's army. On the east side in the middle of the street a dozen operatives were pinned down. Vampires and ghouls marching to them. They fired their weapons but could see the tides would soon turn.
"Keep firing men! I radioed in for help it should arrive soon!" one man said reloading his pistol before tossing two grenades in the swarm of vampires. His comrade turned to him. "You insane? The city is almost overrun with blood suckers! Help won't come for at least half an hour maybe even more! We're on our own!" he shouted as he fired his assault rifle. The vampires hissed, a couple dashed through their blockade and began picking off any stragglers. All seemed lost. One vampire had knocked a soldier down and prepared to rip him apart. Pulling down his face mask he laughed as he reared his head back. The soldier tried shielding up, preparing for death. Suddenly the vampire's head exploded in a gory mess. Looking up, the soldier saw a light flashing in the sky. The Hellsing soldiers as well as the vampire's ceased firing. Pointing one vampire shouted, "What is that?".
Above the city more light flashed before taking form. Dozens of helicopters began to descend upon the city. Ropes dropped as men armed to the teeth in weaponry began to rappel down to the ground. "Are those our people?" a Hellsing soldier asked. His commanding officer shook his head, "No...but it's just as good." he said beginning to smile.
The helicopters continued deploying troops. The men were dressed in black and silver combat gear. Some wore helmets while others wore face masks covering the lower portion of their face. They were armed with GS36 assault rifles as well as semi-automatic pistols. Some carried large machete like blades strapped to their waist. On their left shoulder as well as on the helicopters was an insignia. The insignia was off a large cross with red black and gold stripes forming a triangle around it. Above the cross was lettering in Russian that read "In the name of God, all evil and wickedness will be purged from his kingdom. Amen". The soldiers nodded to the Hellsing officers and began making formations. Cocking their weapons they nodded before aiming at the vampire's and ghouls. The Order of the Cross, had arrived. The main force had set up positions all through out London. Destroying Victor's forces where ever they were found. Fires were set as piles of bodies were burned to char and ash. Several teams met up with Hellsing as they teamed up in combating Victor's army.
"All soldiers, fire!" a soldier said as they unleashed a hail storm of bullets upon the vampires. The vampires cried out before burning to dust. The ghouls too met a similar end. One soldier clicked a radio as he took cover behind some rubble. "This is Delta force. Checking in to HQ! HQ report!" he stated. His radio clicked.
"HQ in over"
"Roger that make confirmation we have arrived and are engaging enemy hostiles. Notify Mr. Sokolov that the main forces are setting up tactical positions through out London!" he said.
"Copy that. Mr. Sokolov is en route to center of London. He is planning to lend support to Sir Integra who is under heavy fire."
"Copy that what are his orders?"
"Destroy them all. Leave not a single vampire or ghoul alive. Kill them all and then sanitize the city. That is all."
The soldier nodded, shutting off his radio as he went back to the fight.
As Hellsing and the Order joined forces the wolf pack were amidst fierce combat with the vampire officers. Michael cocked his rifle as he opened fire, Eric waved his hands as his AT energy field formed deflecting the bullets. Michael then dropped his rifle, dashing beside him. Balling his right fist he let it sail to through the air as Eric formed the shield again. Energy sparked and crackled as Michael's fist pressed harder against the shield. Growling he bounced off, rolling to regain his footing. Steam hissed from his knuckles, looking down he saw his skin was charred and slightly burned. Clenching his fist the wound soon healed. Looking up he frowned, "Hhm, that shield of yours is tougher then I imagined." he said. Eric chuckled, "Of course it is. No force can penetrate it. Even the legendary strength of a Werewolf. Might as well give up." he declared. Michael's eyes flashed, he disappeared in a flash. Eric frantically searched for him, panicking. He turned behind him to see that Michael's fist again aiming for his body. Eric swore as he formed his shield again, barely avoiding the attack. Michael smirked as he jumped back.
"So I was right. There is a slight delay when forming and de-activating your shield. Also despite your claims that field of yours is nothing but highly advanced technology. And all technology has a limit. It might be strong, but with sufficient pressure it will break. And I intend of creating that pressure" he said blowing steam off his fist. Eric laughed, "This is just pathetic. You wolves may be strong but even you have a breaking point!" he said. Michael merely shook his head. In a quick blur he dashed to Eric's right. Then to his left, he flipped over him and then rolled to his side. Using his agility and reflexes he dashed all around Eric. The vampire barely followed his movements. "What? How is he this agile and nimble? Even Werewolves shouldn't be this quick!" he said. Raising his hands he prepared to activate his shield, only to see Michael dash to his right then to his left.
"Good. He can't follow my movements. Just a little bit longer.." Michael stated. He ran towards Eric, then cut to the right, and again to the left. Eric's back turning towards him.
"There!" Michael shouted balling his fist and throwing a fierce overhand right.
Eric formed his shield at the last moment, but Michael's attack actually slipped through the middle with the shield closing around it. Straining Michael began applying more force as the shield cracked in places. Eric looked in horror, 'No this can't be! Nothing is supposed to break this thing!" he shouted. With one last motion and a final shout from Michael the AT-energy field fizzled out and shattered causing a small explosion. Eric jumped back, horrified at what happened. Michael shook his hand, it actually became numb. His healing factor soon repaired the damage. Grinning he started laughing. "Well, that worked nicely" he said gripping the handle of his katana.
Eric swore, then picked up his assault rifles. "I'm going to kill you! You think I needed that shield? LOOK!" he said grabbing a small rectangular device from his waist and tossing it to the floor. "That's what the shield was. Military grade technology. But I can still fight. Just you watch I can still fig-"
His ranting was cut off abruptly. Michael in a burst of obscene speed phased behind him. His katana gripped tightly in his right hand. Eric's body shook before a massive burst of blood gushed from his torso and began spraying out like a fountain. Clutching his wound he turned to Michael who slowly turned to face him. Walking forward he held his katana tightly as Eric inched back. "You aren't a normal Werewolf. No Werewolf should be this fast or strong." he said horrified. Michael glared at him. "You should have better prepared yourself" he said rushing forward. Eric opened fire with his P90 rifles as Michael deflected the bullets. In one swing he cut off Eric's head. The vampire's head flying off and landing a few inches from his body. Blood squirted out before his body crumbled. Michael waved his katana before sheathing it. "I'm the most powerful Werewolf you will ever meet. Remember that." he declared picking up his own rifle and reloading it. He was about to radio in to his pack mates when a group of vampires dashed up to him. Cocking their rifles they took aim. Smirking Michael laughed, "Guess the others will have to wait." he said opening fire.
Elsewhere...
Dante's body pulsated twice before a deep red aura encircled him. Feeling the powerful sensation Eli turned to face him. "Hhm? What is happening?' he asked walking up. He was then blasted backwards by a powerful shock wave. Dante slowly rose to his feet, red energy crackling around him. His eyes were deep red as he walked towards Eli then paused. Pulling out both swords he threw them to the ground. Eli returned to his feet, eyes widened. "No...impossible. I pierced his heart and spine even a vampire wouldn't survive that! What...are you?" he asked. A twinge of fear crept into his heart as he watched Dante's risen state.
The devil hunter cracked his neck as his wounds closed up. Raising his right hand he gestured with his index finger. Summoning Rebellion to his hands as the massive sword spun around before Dante caught it. Holding it out in front Dante spoke. This time his voice was much deeper, more darker and colder then before. "You wanted to know what I am?" he said his voice echoing. Eli took the moment to grab both his swords. Dante buckled Rebellion across his back. "You're going to find out" he said and with one final shout transformed as an explosion of red energy encircled and swarmed him.
The energy soon dissipated as Eli gasped at Dante's new appearance. His eyes continued glowing red and his skin took a leathery appearance. He had clawed toes and feet and what was once his jacket now took a tri-tailed form with spikes jutting out from his elbows, shoulders and back. In the center of his chest was a glowing gold mark. Gripping Rebellion tightly Dante chuckled as he entered the Devil Trigger state. Devil Trigger is the ability of demons and half demons to transform to their true forms by releasing demonic power that had been stored up. When doing so their strength, speed, energy and healing factors all increase. Dante, having awakened his powers long ago could so at will. Eli shuddered, horrified at the sight before him.
"A Devil? It can't be...you're not any ordinary devil!" he shouted. Dante merely smirked, in a flash he charged forward and slashed Eli twice across the chest. Running behind him he kicked him in the back before slashing him in a frenzied assault. Eli cried out as blood gushed out. Trying to counter he brought both his swords up, he was then slashed into the air by Dante. Leaping up Dante took his right hand and slashed him three times before throwing him back down. Eli crashed into the ground, dropping one of his swords. Dante landed, energy pulsating as he held Rebellion across his back.
Eli struggled to get to his feet, blood pouring from his wounds as he coughed and spat up more blood. "This isn't happening...I can't be losing." he said gripping one of his swords. He tried forming his battle aura, energy cracked and sparked around him. But he saw it had no effect on Dante who waved Rebellion twice. Energy collided with Eli whom was rocked back. Dante then dashed forward taking Rebellion as he stabbed and pierced Eli over and over. With a brief grunt Dante performed the Million Stab combo as he stabbed Eli at a rapid pace. His sword appearing as quick flashed of light before he shoved Eli back.
Bleeding and mortally wounded the vampire coughed more blood. Dante relaxed as he phased out the Devil Trigger state. Walking forward he held Rebellion low as his normal appearance returned. Eli stared at him, blood trickling from his mouth. "Who...just who the hell are you?" he asked. Dante didn't reply as Eli focused his vision. Dante's form kept altering. Eli soon saw a dark figure take form over Dante. The figure had two massive bat like wings with smaller insectoid wings underneath. It had two sweeping curved horns, piercing red eyes, cloven hooves, a semi-reptilian hide and a red gem embedded in its head. On its back was a massive sword. The sword had a large red orb like object in the center, a claymore like handle with a massive single edged side. It almost resembled a large butcher's knife. Having recognized who this person was Eli trembled with fear.
"No...the legendary Sparda...it can't be. He died centuries ago...you can't be him!" he shouted. Dante chuckled. "You're right. I'm not him. I'm his son Dante. This has been fun but I wanna wrap this up already. Later!" he said dragging Rebellion as he ran forward. Eli countered by throwing his sword at him. Flipping over it Dante pulled Rebellion back preparing to stab Eli through the body. The vampire cringed but blinked. Dante was gone, Rebellion spun rapidly in the air. Looking to his right, he was not there. To his left not there either. Eli panicked as he turned behind him. His face pressed against the barrel of Dante's massive hand gun. The devil hunter stood with his face turned the opposite direction holding Ivory against Eli's face. The vampire's eyes widened as he saw Dante cock the gun. Smirking he pressed the trigger as the shot echoed in the air. Eli's head exploded into bits of brain and blood as his body crumbled to the ground. Twirling his pistol Dante holstered it. Holding up his right hand he caught Rebellion, spun it twice then buckled it to his back.
Sighing Dante turned from the battle, leaving the estate as he then ran faster. Racing towards the London siege to join the fray.
From atop a large building a lone figure stood overseeing the massive battles being fought. Gazing down he watched as Walter and Integra fought back the attacking vampires. Walter's wires cutting and ripping them to blood and gory pieces. Waving his right hand three strands of wires wrapped tightly around the heads of several vampires. Pulling back Walter ripped their heads clean off as blood sprayed out. Integra fired from her pistol, leaping back she took her sword and stabbed a vampire through the heart.
From his position Kain chuckled, folding both arms. "My my, Victor was right to admire your resolve Integra. Look at you, a mere human fighting valiantly against the armies of the undead. Why, it seems not even the forces of Hell would cause you to back down. I admire such ferocity in a human. It's been over 1,000 years and here I have met a woman who truly makes my blood stir with passion. Alucard, I envy you. For a vampire to serve a human master such as this beauty is truly remarkable." he said as his hair flowed. Kain's eyes flashed deep crimson as he grinned exposing both fangs. "I hope you are ready, my darling Integra. The time has come." he said Kain then disappeared in a streak of red and black light.
End chapter
Keep reading it's going to get better! Next chapter will focus more on the wolf pack and their remaining fights. The battle for London continues. Thanks for reading!