"Is everything ready?" Fumasu asked Anderson as the Paladin walked up to his nine foot tall, extremely conspicuous partner. He'd already gotten some odd looks from passerby as he waited in the Milan train station, reading The Catholic Prayer Book and then the Bible as he waited for Maxwell to get everything arranged with the EuroCity railroad company.
"Aye," Anderson said with a nod and glanced down at what Fumasu was reading. "Whit are ye reading?" He tilted the Bible upwards in the midian's massive hands. "Ah, tae real Bible. Good, at least ye aren't reading tae King James Version."
"Of course," Fumasu said as he watched Vatican train car be attached to the tail end of the train. "Looks like our ride is here. Let's go." He stood up and walked inside, ducking to avoid bashing his head against the top of the doorframe. Anderson quietly followed.
When Rip Van and the Captain arrived, they found that the Major, the Doctor, and a sleepy-eyed Schrödinger were already there, along with a slightly burnt Zorin. Rip Van leaned against the wall while the Captain took his place behind the Major.
"I'm serious Herr Major!" Zorin exclaimed, "A four meter high monster blew up the zeppelin vith two miniguns!"
"I believe you," The Major said calmly, "Doctor, look in the castle Library and see if there's anything concerning supernatural beings in this particular castle."
"Jawohl!" The Doctor said with a shaky salute. It was obvious that he was a bit miffed at being put on history duty. After all, he was medical doctor, not a historian. He walked out of the hangar and snagged Schrödinger by the collar. He dragged him off toward the castle library, despite the catboy's protest.
"Hey Hubris," a new voice called out to the fourteen foot tall homunculus, "What's new on the subject of summoning him?"
'Oh Hell…' "Hello Avarice," Hubris said as he watched his twelve foot tall 'little brother' rise out of his shadow. Unlike the other homunculi, Avarice looked a lot like Fumasu. However, he was still quite different. His eyes were pure blue with black pupils, and his skin was black as night. His arms were bandaged from the lower half of the forearm down to the hands, and the arms constantly leaked gaseous dark blue miasma from cuts on his arms. A patch of material that seemed like a mix of leather and metal was stitched onto the top of each shoulder and had a darkblue ouroboros engraved in it. An even greater variation from his homunculi brethren, Avarice was bare-chested and his groin was covered by five wide black belts, while his legs were made of shadows were connected to the ground.
"I have some good news for you my extremely perverted brother," Hubris stated as he returned to the ancient tablet he was deciphering with relative ease. "It seems that the undead virgin does not, in fact, mean the sexual virgin. Since draculinas supposedly lose their sexual virginity when they are turned into said draculina, the virginity bit means they must not have lost their 'blood virginity'."
"So what you're saying is that I can fuck her?" Avarice asked, his legs morphing into a writhing mass of shadowy tentacles.
"In a word, yes," Hubris said calmly, giving Avarice a passive look.
"Fuck yes!" Avarice shouted with perverted glee. "Here I come sexy girl!" With that he sunk back down into the shadows.
ETA till next chapter: Unknown, my classes are giving me hell.