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2 good news and 1 bad news: Good news is that if you read my authors note on my chaptered stories then you should all know that I have a new laptop to do my stories on and back on track with some of them, including new stories.
2nd good news is that I had already finished this chapter before the previous one got fried and was in the middle of checking it before it happened. So I was pretty much busy catching up with a lot of things until this came to my mind.
Bad news is that with all my stories, plus new ones, I maybe slow with this one, depending on the mood I am in on which one to type up.
I made a change of plan in Xanpire vs Vampire, but it is the good kind and I know you might love it.
Digimon 03/Anime X-Overs
Xanpire vs Vampire
Chapter 2
Tonight would probably go down as one of the never ending darkened times that Rika would never forget. After getting dropped off, as the driver didn't want to go anymore further than he already had, Rika was lucky the rest of the way was walk able enough for her to collect her thoughts upon what she was doing.
She, an 18 year old vampire, one who has a family that is busy to the degree that they don't have time for their own daughter. Resulting to where she was now after meeting an old woman who had foretold her 'story' through some cards. Was making her way to a place that was presumed to bring death to those that walk its grounds as if it were forbidden or sacred.
None the less, she came this far because of the continuous reminder of what she was told, so she may as well go along with it and see where it will lead her. Unbeknownst of the dangers to come afterwards.
The fog was getting thick for her to see, so it was quite fortunate that she remembered to pack a torch for this sort of thing as her eyes couldn't even see a thing through this. Thinking on how sorry she was that she didn't include Alice on this so that she would avoid any rants her mother would be giving her for her absence. Especially for tonight because of the visitors they were having back at home.
...
In accordance to not alert anyone of their position, the V.A.U. troops landed three miles away and made quick moves to their real destination. Having their transports leave them to not be discovered.
They moved as fast as their skills would allow in hopes in not arriving too late.
Nonaka Mansion.
Both families were in the dining room enjoying the spread laid out for them. A man sitting nest to Hiroto was his friend Zen Akiyama. A person the same age as his friend and only a few inches taller in height, having brown short cut hair, with a small growing moustache and gray eyes. Wearing a suit for the occasion that was dark gray with a black tie and white shirt, that went with his black polished shoes.
Next to Zen was his lovely wife who looked a year younger, with long straight blond hair and blue eyes, an inch shorter than her husband. Wearing an elegant blood red sleeveless dress that was strapped round the neck, having on a gold bracelet on her right wrist as she sipped her whine. Same colored shoes and a pair of earrings.
Their son was 20 year old Ryo Akiyama, with the hair color of his fathers that was a bit dark, stuck up in a spiked style and eye color of his mothers. He had on a darker colored attire as his old man, only he showed no care by having the tie removed and a button undone.
Between him and Rumiko was an empty seat to where the absent Nonaka was to be seated. To which Rumiko gave sideways glances to it from time to time, wondering where Rika was.
As the two men continue to converse, just when Mrs. Akiyama was about to speak, the door to the foyer began to open and Alice's voice could be heard. "Excuse me for intruding. Lady Rumiko, may I have a word please."
All eyes were turned to the young maid who had her head down in an apologetic fashion to them for interrupting. Rumiko wipes her mouth with her napkin before answering her. "Of course, Alice. Excuse me, continue while I see what's the matter." She spoke to everyone whilst making her leave with the maid.
...
At first she tried to lie on behalf of her mistress, but Rumiko could as if see RIGHT through it somehow. Leading Alice to speak the truth that had brought foreseen results.
"I cannot believe Rika would..." Rubbing her forehead as her other arm was beneath her elbow. Letting out a sigh, she opens her eyes to a slightly terrified Alice. It made Rumiko blink in question at this reaction, until it dawned on her. "It's alright, Alice."
She placed a comforting hand on her shoulder before she went on. "You are not in any trouble for lying on Rika's behalf. You were only protecting her, that is all. Right?"
Alice slowly nods, not wanting to gaze into the womans eyes incase. But a finger that was under her chin gently forced her to look at her to see a gentle look on the now crouched woman. "I'm grateful you came into her life, cause at least she has a friend like you to keep her company whilst I and Hiroto can't do that."
Alice had become a little shy all of a sudden at the compliment and attempted to hide it. Rumiko on the other hand saw through this and smiled. "It's okay. Just keep up the good work and, please, don't make a habit of lying for my daughter."
"Y-Yes, Lady Rumiko." She spoke in a quiet tone. With a final nod, the woman releases her chin then stood straight. The worrying thoughts of her daughter now returned to her as she sighs once again. "I just hope she's okay and isn't getting into trouble. Not in her condition anyway." Speaking the last part quietly enough so that Alive couldn't hear.
For some reason, along her way to the town, Rika lets out a sneeze, that was pretty much odd since Vampires don't get colds as far as she remembered her biology. So she just shook it off and continued onward, not paying attention to the fog that surrounded her view more and more the closer she got to the town. At least she was getting close, then afterwards she could go home when finished.
It took 3 minutes without getting lost, but Rika had ended up at what she could tell to be the sight of the outer wall... or what was left of it. The double doors were off due to the rust and old wood, one had leaned against the arch and the other had collapsed to the ground on the inside. From what she could make out there were vines protruding from various parts and debris blocked the space where she could've fit through.
For some reason she felt a slight chill go down her spine just by the sight of it. She wanted to turn round and walk all the way home and forget this, but something compelled her to keep moving on, so she did just that.
Rika went up to the doors and found that they were a little heavy for even her to lift, since she hadn't had proper training to hone her vampiric abilities. Since the schools only taught the students the basics, such as history, math, etc,
Nothing on enhancing their own vampiric skills. Unless they join a military faction or even the V.A.U., both that allow the proper training. And joining one of them is not what Rika had in mind for her future. Infact, she was probably the only one that doesn't know what she plans on doing before she had met that fortune teller.
Looking both ways at the wall, Rika spotted what could be a gap a little further to the left. She went over to find that it was more of a gaping hole than a simple gap. As if some of the stones had been removed, maybe from a previously brave and probably dead Vampire. Never the less it was a way for her to get in.
She took her bag off then tossed it through first, before she made her way in also. As Rika dusted off she looks round at her surroundings, which wasn't much due to the slight dense of the fog that was on the inside of the place.
But she could make out what was left of houses as she took her bag and walked on to explore, torch still in hand. Passing more ruined structures of the place, Rika wonders how a place like this could still stand by the council orders, even though it was maybe rabbled with history.
She stops at what used to be a stall judging by the ripped blanket above and old wood, seeing old makes of pottery that were either cracked, broken or remarkably even intact for some.
Just as she was about to continue on, she could have sworn she heard like a whooshed sound. The wind perhaps? Rika looks up to not a lot of remaining roofs and found nothing, so she moves along, with her torch moving one way to the other. Unaware of the unknowns that lurked within the fog.
The V.A.U. unit was getting closer and closer, until they were half a mile to stop and plan their move. They gathered round being a total of 19 altogether. Plus their superior with them, being the one that did not need a mask or goggles, holding up a metal ring with glass on the inside.
He plants it on the ground then activates it to have a holographic map come out. It was of the town they were heading for, with a light gray mist that surrounded both the in and part of the out.
"We will move in teams. Six of you will come with me into the town and everyone else take positions and surround the outer part of the perimeter. Private Augustous, come forward." At the command like a soldier, he came in from behind carrying a pack on his back that looked more like a containment box with a coded keypad on the side.
He places it on the ground next to the man and punched in a four digit code, having it hiss as the front opens up then splits. Revealing inside a total number of 18 thin metal medallions, each with a tied string. Each one had runes round them and a light blue crystal embedded in the center.
Being handed one, the superior held it up to those that could see more. "Those that read on code Black Blood should know of this. For those idiots that did not bother to even pick up file, listen carefully. What we are to be up against is something that is unlike anything our world hasn't familiarized itself with for many years, now. If we are to keep the peace then whatever lies within that town must remain there, and these will assure our safety for what is hiding inside the fog in the town."
He places the medallion round his neck and under his shirt before he continues. "The magic is strong enough to be sensed from these, so you can hide them upon your person. Whomever of the six I hand these too will be on my team. No complaints, no whining, do you hear me!"
"We hear you, Sir!"
That said he took six of the medallions and began his choices.
Rika's venture through the ruins of the town were getting boring, as she looked into whatever small building she came across, seen what was once food now reduced to nothing. Heck, even old pottery and antiques looked fragile enough that they would crumble if they were dusted after so many years.
It was pretty much a matter of time that she ended up at the square, where an absolute filthy dried up fountain was placed. It had a stand that held some cherubs on top from where the water came out, also on it in front of her seemed to be a square panel with a hand print to it, even though it had vines partly covering it and some green gunk. It was kind of visible at eye level.
As her eyes attempted to adjust to get a better view, Rika was unaware of the three pairs of glowing red eyes that were in the fog. From the looks of them they looked to be wolves, bathed in blackness due to the fog.
"She bears the blood of the mistress."
"Those that bear her blood we must not harm."
"Even so, we must keep to the task our mistress has provided for us."
"We shall not harm the female until we know she is judged for death for her actions."
For that the eyes faded along with their wolf like figures.
Rika continued to examine the fountain, being almost drawn to it that she doesn't even realize it, only by her curiosity. Her feet move into the structure to look closely at the stand to find the barely seen panel.
Cleaning it off to find the hand print, she was a bit confused on why it was here and only one, left behind by the maker maybe? Used as a way to signature a persons work back then?
Either way, the young redhead reached out and placed her hand over it as if she knew what she was doing, when in actuality she had no clue for what was to come. The print quickly glowed red, having a sudden reaction by making the whole fountain shake to her surprise.
Rika pretty much jumps out of there as soon as the stand starts to move back to the end. Not only that, but the bottom of it began to fold out until a wide space was made, revealing a staircase going a long way down.
Rika uses her torch to see where it leads, only to find that it was a long way down and the light from the torch led to a curve of a turn. The sight made the redhead sigh at the fact that this wasn't going to be easy. Then again, when was it said or written that life itself was supposed to be easy.
So with a deep breath taken, Rika makes her way slowly down each step, being careful to not hit anything that laid about that could make her slip.
With all the V.A.U. soldiers moving into their positions in the forest, the seven together got rid of the doors blocking there way and took caution as they enter through. Rifles at the ready incase of anything unexpected were to leap out of wherever, each one taking a side as their leader took only the front.
Two of the wolf figures watched them pass the alley they were in, then vanish as one of the soldiers doubled back after he noticed them.
"Something wrong?" A female comrade of his stops to ask at the realization of what he was doing. He glares down the alley just to make sure, looking away since there was nothing. "I guess it was nothing."
Then moved along with the woman to catch up with the others.
Using the fog as their blanketed cover, the two reappeared as the mentioned fog starts to all of a sudden cover the path that was stood on by the vampires.
(Growls) "They wield the protection medallions; I can sense their power from here."
"Same. Except there are other means to rid us of these intruders."
The two went their separate ways in hopes to wait and deal with their 'guests'.
...
Her footsteps made a small echo as she descends deeper as this never ending staircase seemed to have been made to almost go on forever. Finally relieved to see that there was indeed an end to it, since the light could make out a doorway with burnt out old torches on both sides of the stable hung wood.
"About time."
Passing it without even a hint of nervousness or fear, not even a thought. It soon occurred though after the light shined upon what was through it.
Down another number of curve positioned steps was the unexpected, the walls were not at all normal designed. They were made from not just the Earth, but also the many bones that belonged to vampires judging by the fanged skulls, mostly in parts but in fact intact. Although it was what awaited for her down the bottom on the circular floor that proved more of a shock.
It was not the two helmet less looking rusted armored knights that were reduced to dust and burnt bones like the others that strewn about the place. Rather the figure that was laid on the floor as a corpse, that left nothing but the insides of his dried up body shown through the gaping holes.
He wore attire that was unfamiliar in this century's fashion (The Assassin attire of Altair Ibn-La'Ahad from the Assassin's Creed game, including Hidden Blade. Couldn't be asked to do description.) the robes worn were a complete mess, filled with battle damage and filth from being down here for who knows how long.
The hood was still on so she couldn't make out the face even if it were off. Not forgetting that his weapon sheathes were bare and that he had swords, arrows and a few halberds sticking out.
"What the hell?" Rika finally utters out the question at the shocking sight before her. Never before had she seen so much of this sort in real life, making her wonder what in hell happened to make all this take place.
By the time she made it down to the bottom she then became a little shaken at all this as she got closer. She actually felt fear for what could be for the first time in years, the sight of these remains did not help at all as she was getting closer to the one that seemed to be in better condition than all the others.
When she had gotten a better look, Rika gasps that the robed person looked to be her age judging by the height and what she could make out. Now that the redhead has a close up she could see the skin of his face was partly eroded and peeling off, probably bugs or rats that make their way into the place.
She was compelled to leave and make a run. Yet, something inside her told her to remain, like an inner voice or something. Taking one step at a time closer to the body, she makes out other features that were easily to tell, like his messy chocolate brown hair that was a bit dull colored. Eyes that were completely white, being lifeless with his mouth slightly agape to reveal his fangs.
"What happened here? Vampires attacking vampires like this is unheard of, so what in hell...?" She said, unbelieved at what she found. Going on a knee the body may seem to have looked alive despite the condition it was in, so she leans in to check. But as her hand unconsciously touches a still sharp sword that was embedded into his lung, the blade cuts a couple of her fingers, that included a small burned feeling.
"Ow! Damnit!" Moving away, she looks at the blood that seeped out of the thin lines made. "Damn, who would've thought these things would still be sharp after all this time?" Ignoring the blood on her fingers for the moment since it wasn't much; Rika looks at the weapon she touched.
The light of her torch shone on it to see that the blade of the sword was somewhat lighter colored than what she remembered reading about in books and seeing in museums. Then the memory came back to her about weapons like this were made long ago, about a material added in to make a normal blade more effective against vampires.
"Silver." Her voice came out as a whisper, now realizing why she felt her fingers burn a little all of a sudden after she was cut. Accidentally, that hand brushed the body and all of a sudden, the second her blood marked it, something unexpected happened.
Rika quickly shoots away the moment his whole body ignites with purple glowing seals, runes mostly for the arms and legs. The torso had a number of rings going down the middle with symbols in each layer. Each ring spun either clockwise or counter clockwise, as if to set like a gate being unlocked by the way the white circle in the center was glowing.
Finally his eyes suddenly became fully red, same with the inside of his mouth, unleashing a short blast that came close to hitting the ceiling. It made Rika scurry further from her place on the ground at what was going on.
Soon the blast went back into the now lighted body, destroying the weapons that once embedded him, followed after with a shockwave that made the redhead shield herself.
...
The team inside the town was closing in on the square, when the leader at front sensed something dreadfully wrong that made him freeze in his tracks, causing the others to do the same.
"Is something wrong, Sir?" A woman asks that who was closer to him than the others. Being one that is older and the type to succumb to his powers many years ago than his team members, the man's scowl could not be missed if they saw it.
His grip on the weapon was tightened at the feeling he was getting, prompting him to give a quick order instead of answering the question. "Double time. Move!" With that he rushed to their startled expressions before attempting to follow at matched speed.
The two wolves that witnessed them appeared and felt the same thing. It made one said as it growls, it's eyes now ablaze. "We must gather with the others, quickly!" Not needed to be argued with as the other creature follows behind the first.
They weren't the only ones to pick up whatever was happening, because going for miles, others were able to pick this power up.
Karakura Town: Underground abandoned subway.
In the city like place of Karakura Town, in an abandoned subway station. Underground fights are placed for those that know of it, mostly gangs that want to prove their strength to those that bothered to learn their own skills.
A tall muscle vampire male, in his thirties, no hair, dark green eyes, having his upper body bare apart from the spiked metal bands round both wrists. Wearing black ripped jeans and black boots. He grinned at his opponent, cracking his knuckles in the process.
The person he was up against looked 19 years old, short messy orange hair, brown eyes, having a fighting fit body. Wearing a red vest, gray jeans with a belt, black boots also and fingerless gloves.
Around them was a crowd that cheered mostly for the big guy to win, though the other had some supporters, too. Three in particular were specifically there to cheer him on. One was a woman maybe in her late twenties, purple hair that was tied in a ponytail, having catlike yellow eyes and slightly pale chocolate skin. Wearing fitting dark blue jeans, black shoes, a gray t-shirt and an orange hoodie.
The second was a year younger looking than the young fighter, female, with short tomboyish black messy hair and brown hair. Wearing loose cargo navy blue cargo pants, white running shoes, a jean material jacket with a hood and a blood red top underneath it.
The third was maybe two years younger and pretty much shorter out of the three women. Having violet eyes, black hair with one strand hanging between her eyes. Wearing jeans, gray and white trainers, a blue hoodie with a white fanged skull on both sides of the shoulders. Holding a black sleeved jacket in her arms at the front.
The second girl sighs, rubbing her forehead with the palm of her hand as she asks through the cheering fans. "Why are we doing this again?" Only to get the older woman to respond with arms folded, eyes glued to the two in the 'arena', a small smile to her lips. "You know Ichigo. Living with that noisy idiot of a neighbor across from him gets so annoying, he has to vent his anger out on someone."
The third decided to lend a thought into the conversation. "Besides, it would save him the trouble to look for a biker gang to beat up like last time. Taking part in the underground fight pretty much helps a lot more."
The first girl blinked at the thought that dawned on her. "Oh, that's right. Also this way no one would look for him in numbers since these fights are pretty much the lucky kind to run into the same guy twice. Since they move these things from location to location to escape police detection and all."
Her cat like eyes couldn't help but give a sideways glance to her companion, a smirk unable to be contained. "I thought you didn't know much about these fights, Tatsuki." Only to get a turned glare from the identified girl. Before she could start to say, the match seemed to be getting underway.
"Ladies and Gentleman! Welcome to tonight's underground fight! You had time to place your bets on who you think would be the winner for tonight, so if you haven't do so quickly before the fight ends! On my right we have a vampire who can crush a boulder with his bear hands, the stomper of bones! All the way from Shibuya! Kenjo Masanda!"
A vampire in his twenties announces, wearing full black clothes that pretty much hid his skin. They consisted of a plain hoodie, having the hood hide as much as it could, jeans, shoes, gloves, even shades for his eyes.
Cheers went out for the man who was showing off his muscles with the way he pumped his arms, along with that cocky grin of his.
Now raising his left arm to the one known as Ichigo. "And on my left, a man from this very town. A person who's not afraid of size in both height and muscle from the looks of it! Ichigo Kurosaki!" Getting less support in the cheer part, but he didn't seem to mind, or care from the looks of it.
Kenjo laughs loudly as Ichigo just frowns at the larger man, having to listen to his annoying voice say. "This guy's my opponent? You have to be kidding!" He got no response, nor a any smart remarks from the orange haired young man. Their announcer then steps in to have the two fighters stand ready.
"Alright guys, I want a nice fight that doesn't leave one of you dead, you hear me?" He looked from one then the other, getting the same accepted response. He steps back so not to be in the line of fire, or this case punch, raised his right arm. "Fighters, Ready?"
At the sound of that, Ichigo suddenly got a sense of something that made him look with his eyes to the side, thinking to himself. 'It can't be.' Quickly figuring it out what this strong sense of magic could be.
He wasn't the only one. One of his companions, Yoruichi Shihoin, may not look it, but she possess' the magical properties of the past and is able to perform spells after years of teachings. Even having her student Rukia Kuchiki, that is the unnamed girl with them, as proof that the magical arts still exist inside the council AND out.
The purple haired young woman looks on with a little confusion at the same feeling she was getting as Ichigo. Her look then turned to a serious one that it got Tatsuki's attention. "Is everything alright, Yoruichi?" Which in turn got Rukia to look at her teacher.
"Fight!"
Kenjo made the first move and moves in with a raised arm, bringing it down on the still distracted Ichigo. "Say goodbye, you little bug!" Saying that got the young mans attention to turn his head.
The moment the fist struck, Ichigo already passed the arm with both clenched fists reared back to almost everyone's surprise, specially his opponent.
The next thing that came was the flurry of punches mostly aimed to the gut, followed by a flying uppercut beneath the chin, making Kenjo stumble a little but regain his footing. Blood dripped from his mouth that it made the muscle man frozen in place after the strong hits he received.
His eyes widen at the strength this young looking vampire possess', wondering how could alterations make a guy that strong when he has more muscle that proves he has more power.
He didn't have time to ask since Ichigo was nowhere in sight, not in front anyway. In fact the person in question stood behind, already in a finishing position.
As he jumps Ichigo used the guy's stillness to lay in jabs to the spine in means of temporary paralyzing the man. Using his back to leap over, Ichigo performs a spinning kick to the shocked persons head, sending him twirling shortly face down to the ground, the expression not leaving his face.
Ichigo on the other hand remained calm during the whole thing, and did not give a glance to his opponent since he knew already that Kenjo was knocked out.
"Winner, Ichigo!"
Expressions of surprise were all round, yet the ones that supported Ichigo snapped out of it and ended up cheering for the mans win, as well as the ones that won some money out of it. Tatsuki and Rukia were the same, Yoruichii on the other hand still had that expression from before at what she sensed before the fight begun.
Konoha City.
A place that was once a village in the era of the Shinobi, but grew with time to become the once historical place. Still is actually with what was told about the medium mountain located at the end in the north part that cannot be missed.
A tale that was told that the entire thing was cursed, for those whoever enter through its caves shall become a meal to the shadows that dwell within. Even if you leave they would hunt you down and devour you whole, leaving behind nothing but bones.
Because for this sort of thing there was something inside, something dangerous that it was not to be unleashed upon the world for the eternity of time itself. Located at the center on the inside, having the constructed maze like tunnels as one of its defenses, the shadows as its main.
For within the center was a single room that had one exit through the tall double stone doors. It looked to be made from what's to be the Shinobi era judging by the design, made with pillars that held up a giant stone ring. The very ring that held a number of symbols drawn around it.
The floor was smooth, tiled and held tall silver pillars in the middle of the room in a circle.
Those pillars had chains that shackled the being that was using the darkness as its cover since there was only the dim lighted dark red glow from the symbols above.
All that could be made out was the fox like ears, a few tails that were held by the fitted shackles, a claw like arm and mostly dark gray fur. It looked to be a he from what could be made out, sat cross legged since all his limbs were the same as his tails.
At the sense of something strong breaking, it made the creature open its full glowing sky blue eyes and slitted pupils. A grin barely showed his fanged teeth at what this feeling could only mean.
"It's about damn time." Raising his head, able to see the high ceiling despite the lack of light. He slowly lets off a small chuckle that soon turned to a full laugh at the fact of being glad about what this meant.
"You took your sweet time! Better get me out of here so I can beat the crap out of the council bastard that made me this way!"
His voice echoed throughout the room, bouncing off the walls from the let loose roar that came shortly afterwards.
Bayview.
The city that was once homed to dragons during the medieval era, until the full might of the council had brought death to them all, as far as they know anyway. The once forests and mountains that covered the lands were mostly destroyed. Including the volcano that produced enough heat for the species to live in, except that was also gone and the council made sure that it was safe enough completely for inhabitants to live peacefully without problems.
On the east was the forest that remained and some mountains where a stream flows down the furthest one, while on the west was the ocean that flowed calmly onto the sands of the beach despite what has changed over time. The city was lit beautifully when looked upon a mountain, yet it obscured the view of the stars that filled the sky of the area at night like now.
It was in the forest where the waterfall was coming down the mountain into a pool down below. Where a figure stood inside the rushing cold liquid, unmoved, hardly making out what he looked like apart from his figure showing.
A 17 year old woman walks to the pool to find on the dry ground the persons dried clothes, consisting of black jeans, belt, blood red shirt that had a fanged skull on the right sleeve. A black jacket with red oval padding for the shoulders, all neatly folded on top of one another with a pair of black strapped fingerless gloves, clean black boots, gray socks and a pair of black tinted shades.
The young woman had blue hair that was reached to her shoulders and a little bit of a mess, with the middle made to partly cover her right eye, which were both green. Wearing a gray short sleeved coat, a yellow shirt with an orange collar and sleeves, blue cargo pants with darker colored pockets, having on white and dim green trainers.
She smiles at the person inside the falls, looking as if he were in a deep state of concentration. The beautifully figured person then decides to break that concentration, cupping her hands round her mouth to call out to him. "Hey, Dan!"
The sound of his name gave an immediate response. His eyes open to reveal a full red glow and slitted pupils, then at the sight of the blue haired person he shot out of the water and easily landed beside her.
The guy was a year older and a little taller, brown hair and now deep red normal eyes. Only to have on dark gray boxers, leaving his body to be viewed by his green eyed companion, who seemed to be doing her best to ignore the muscles of his body.
He didn't mind the stare and just calmly spoke with a smile. "Hey, Fabia. Something wrong?" Going to his clothes and began to put them on. Fabia used their surroundings as her view to try and not linger on Dan as he changed, attempted to say what she intended to without distractions.
"It's nothing really, just that Shun thought you might like to know he finished perfecting his wind move and would like to try it out in your next spar with him." Hands being behind her back at the time, still not looking yet, her ears could pick up the sounds of him changing.
She was finally able to look as he placed his glasses over his eyes, a small smirk given to her as the response was given. "Then I don't think I should keep Shun waiting any longer, now should I? Let's go and see what his perfect move can do."
As the took two steps forward, a sensed feeling made the young man stop from going further with a look of surprise. Fabia did not move her eyes at the time from him, thus wondered what made Dan halt his movements. So she asks in question more than confusion. "Is something wrong, Dan?"
First he looks in the direction he was absolutely sure it was coming from, unsure at first, but was certain for sure that it brought a big smile to his face.
A smile that did not go un-missed by his friend. "Now what's with the smile? Are you going to give me an answer at some point or just leave me guessing?"
It wasn't a good thing to annoy this Vampire, and Dan had a 'good time' finding that out on the first full day he met her. So to avoid the reminder on what she may do, Dan faces her to show he was at least paying her attention. "It's pretty much something I have to say with Shun and the others with us. Let's go find them and I'll save myself the trouble to repeat myself."
Fabia folds her arms and frowns at the fact that she has to wait a little longer to find out whatever is going on with her friend. Yet she gave no more words as Dan helps her walk to start their short search in finding the others, having a hand to her back to push things along.
Inaba.
It was a small quiet town that hasn't much going on. That's why he chose to live there, to keep away from the clutches of the V.A.U. that haven't bothered setting up due to the lack of crime to encounter here. Inaba may not have their fair share of problems as most of this crime infested world, but it does get things going interesting around.
Inaba is homed to troubled weather with rain and fog mostly, the Amagi inn being a heck of a place for its hot springs and important customers from time to time. Not only that, but the town is also the place where a famous idol resides after she announces her retirement from her work to live a normal life.
Living in a three storied apartment complex, in his bedroom that was rather normal, dark and plain for the boy of 17 looking sitting at his desk. Reading a book with the lamp on, on the opposite side of his computer while listening to his I-Pod at the same time.
He has short bowl shaped gray hair with matching gray eyes, and a bit of an athletic build. Wearing black pajama pants, white sleeved shirt, nothing for his feet and a bored expression on his face as he kept his eye on the page with an arm supporting the side his head.
It was not long that bored expression turned to question at what he was sensing, something that seems to be a strong spell being lifted, and there was only one that he knew of that required this. He also knew where this occurred, making him look to the closed curtains with his bed in front of it.
Eyes closed, a small smile and his head not long moves back into the position it was in before, saying to no one in particular seconds later. "I feel almost sorry for whoever is there to give him a welcome. Though I guess it will help see if he has gotten rusty after his 'sleep'."
Going back to his book, he paid no mind to the events that are probably to take place, unless he has to make his own move like the others are doing. Only time would tell when that would happen, as a supposed forever sleeping warrior has awoken on this very night, and chances are he is not going to be happy with how the world has changed.
Volturi Island.
Those that are able to sense it gave grim and serious looks at what this meant, each council member thought the same of how this was not a good thing to feel at all. While special members that also reside for their unique skills for both their masters and V.A.U.'s use, taking it as somewhat confusion to those that weren't familiar with what they were getting.
But for those that did recognize it, it made most scowl and the rest confused differently than the un-familiars, in a way of asking themselves of how this was possible.
Prophecy Room.
Her ball shines red at the vision she foresee', her blank eyes shot open as wide as they could, her voice shouting out two words to as if send news throughout the building.
"He... AWAKEEEEEENS!"
Sanctum City: Forbidden Town.
Rika laid back on the floor, torch switched off and out of her hand after whatever it was that hit her, making the room dark that she could barely see since her only source of light for the place was somewhere.
Slowly sitting up with a hand to her head due to the slight throbbing, it didn't stop her from feeling the floor with her other hand for the discarded light. As her head felt better, that wandering hand felt the material that was of what she searched for.
Picking it up she pretty much had to slap it with her hand for the light to flicker on a few times before it fully lighted, only she wished it hadn't.
Because what the light bathed on in front of her was indeed the corpse. Only it wasn't lifeless and lying on the ground, it, or rather he, was crouched like an animal at her feet. Still with those lifeless looking blank eyes, snarling at her with his sharp teeth like an animal too for his prey to be taken.
Rika gasps, quite frightened for the first time in years, hence her hand starting to shake as it had trouble keeping a slight grip on the torch than a steady one. She attempted to move away, but that only made things a little worse from the sounds of it.
Despite what she felt right now, Rika managed to find her voice to hesitantly speak up. "Wh-Who... What… what are you?" Changing from one question to another since this guy did not seem to be a normal Vampire from this feeling she was getting, and the way he acted.
He did not answer nor give the hint of one, except he did something that Rika didn't expect him to do in the condition he was in. Like an animal, he launches himself at her with a growl, and before she could let off a scream, the unknown creature sunk his fangs into her neck for her blood.
This action made her gasp out in little pain, her torch rolled out of her hand after being tackled, yet was not far for the light to pretty much get their lower half's after it half turned in its movement.
Rika tried her best to struggle, but in the end could only get his hood lowered to almost notice his messy dull hair was becoming a lively chocolate brown.
As she tried harder, even though her strength was slowly leaving her due to the loss of blood, she was unaware of the other effects of what was going on. All damage to his body was being healed at a fast rate, turning livelier so to speak. His skin changed to show that it was dark white, his other features remained, and therefore he must've been a different kind of Vampire.
Finally his eyes were the last to come, being red with a hint of brown, his pupils then came to appear slitted, giving off a slight glow whilst he continued to feast on the bitter vampiric blood of the young one.
For some reason, even though she was a distasteful Vampire, her blood seemed strong since it helped him heal this fast. It only led to one possible name upon where he tasted this blood before.
'A Makino.'
He was sure of this by her blood, but just incase, he preformed a skill that was pretty much useful for this sort of thing to gain answers. Having it to be continuing what he was doing to allow it to happen.
...
Finally coming to their destination, the leader ordered his team to spread out on the outside of the fountain incase whatever was in there intended to not put up a fight and escape. They were unaware or uncaring of their other 'guests' that appeared in the fog behind them, counting up to be perhaps a dozen.
With weapons aimed an order was given out, his eyes trained on the entrance. "I want two volunteers to step forward, no arguments, or anything." Some looked at the other, the rest kept their eye on the entrance incase something were to come out.
It wasn't long until a man and a woman stepped forward to make the leader give an approved nod before he gave his orders. "Okay, you two. I want you to go down and investigate anything that seems to be out of the ordinary."
They looked at each other in confusion to what he meant, so the female was to be the person to ask. "Sorry sir, for asking. But what is it that should be out of the ordinary down there?"
It caused the man to shift a glare to her, making not only her but the ones with her flinch at the sight of his glowing eyes whilst he spoke to them in a venomous tone. "Something that is supposed to remain dead."
Being the thing the two needed to know to move on without further questions, leaving the rest to stand guard.
...
They kept their sights pinned down the steps as they came through the entryway, using zoomed night scopes over their eyes to see well. As they enter they were, of course, un-knowledgeable of what was down there, therefore froze at the sight of the remains of the vampires.
What stood out of place out of all of them was Rika, 'barely alive' and laid out on the ground with her eyes closed. The two rushed down and the woman immediately went to her side while her partner kept watch with his weapon pointed one way then the other.
She examines the body, turning Rika's head to get a better look at the trail of blood coming from... healed up bite marks? "She seems to be fine. But this blood may have indicated that she was bitten and perhaps drained a little."
"May have indicated?" What do you mean by that? Can't you tell by the bite marks or something?" The guy spoke, having not got a better look at the body at the time since he was concentrated with his task. Unaware of the being that appeared behind him, making its way forward with a glow of its eyes.
"That's the thing, she hasn't got a bite or any type of mark on her. As if whoever or whatever had done it healed her afterwards. Really strange, don't you think?"
Except nothing came as a response, making her look from Rika to her partner in question at the lack of response. Only to find him gone.
She looks left and right but to no avail at finding him, seeing as there was nowhere else to go in the room he must still be there. Only he was nowhere, not even behind. Taking it as strange, she rose to her feet with her rifle ready just to be sure.
"Makamoto! Where are you?" She calls out into the dark, not liking how her partner simply disappeared without her knowing. The more she looks round for the man, the more she felt nervous to the point that there maybe something else in the dark unknown room with her besides the young vampire.
The sound of something caught her attention on the left, as it sounded to be movement of cloth, making her turn in that direction. Although she couldn't sweat, the woman felt what could be fear move through her body after the movement came from behind, and close, too.
Turning round to the sight of nothing made her feel even more nervous, seeing as whatever was in the room was fast enough to not be caught by the heightened senses of the eye and night vision scope.
A thud was now heard that it made her look to the floor on her right, to find that the thud belonged to the now visible body of Makamoto. At least it had to be Makamoto, because... this V.A.U. attired soldier did not have a head.
She gasps, her weapon now lowered as she took a few steps back. Only to bump into something that, within seconds, released a growl that made her froze, afraid to look back with her eyes now wide beneath her scope.
Yet she did, and what she was met with, with those very eyes was the last thing she ever saw, as the creature struck without mercy. It gave enough time for her to give off her final scream.
...
He picked it up with his ears, only barely though, his head lowered at the knowable loss of the two that were down there. But there was no time to show emotions for what was now coming up those steps; he and the others had to be ready now.
"Ready your weapons!"
Without question the four did the same as the man had done, all trained for the same target.
Within the fog the same could be said for the low ferocious growls that emanated from the dark wolves, whose eyes were all glowing, unnoticed by the busied soldiers.
"He's coming."
"I know. Prepare yourselves, all of you!"
It took a bit of time, but whomever they waited for finally emerges with one boot out of the place, followed by the other for his whole body to be shown. His hood was raised to hide his emotionless features, his hands holding the heads of the two that were sent down by the punched holes in their helmets to grip their hair.
All but one showed how shocked they were at the sight of the heads that belonged to their now former team members, making them glare with death and attempted to hold back their trigger fingers until they were given the order.
The unknown, without a care, throws both heads aside, hard into the fog where they could not be seen. Leaving him now to face the four armed vampires, as well as the others that were 'hidden' in the fog, realizing them to be Contract Beasts.
Beings from a demonic world that carry out a contract by the person that summoned them. Even when the contractor is deceased they shall carry it out until it is fulfilled to the very end. But it would only depend if the task is one of a killing, where this one was one of guarding. The very guard type upon where it would take even an eternal life to fulfill.
The next thing he had done, making the soldiers more cautious, was shift his neck from side to side, a cracking sound made to get rid of the remained stiffness in his body.
Stern yellow eyes pierced the shadows beneath the hood to glare at the red ones revealed to have the same glare as he gave.
The young one stood firm, not caring for the numbers and dangers they hold. But rather he paid full attention to that same sight before him that never left his memory no matter how long he was kept locked away.
"Takato... Matsuda…" As if the sound of the name was a distasteful one to his lips.
"Ketsu Matsomaki." A name may have all he had said, but his tone pretty much spoke itself that even he was not pleased to see the Vampire before him, though he was a bit calmer to say it.
The soldiers on the other hand may not have shown a reaction, though their thoughts were curiously asking themselves how the unknown knew of their leaders name and vice versa, since they weren't given those sorts of details.
It was as if they were not with them at the time as they spoke, as if they indeed knew each other. Being Ketsu the one to start it off. "It has been a long time, Matsuda. Although not long enough, since you weren't even supposed to be released, 'ever'."
The one known as Takato kept a stoic expression, though he did acknowledge with a simple shrug. "You recall it is rather impossible to due away with my kind, since we are unlike any Vampire that exists in this world. It was pretty much troublesome as I remember to get rid of just one of us. Yet here I am."
Ketsu, to Takato's un-showed confusion, chuckles as if he heard a joke from the young mans mouth. He could somehow tell through years of living of the boys probable question, so he may as well give an explanation before asked it.
"You're wondering why I'm laughing, right? Well, it's because what you thought to be impossible is in fact not only possible, but is indeed real. Many things have changed since your 'absence', time had brought to us knowledge for weapons that led to your kinds downfall. With them and yourself gone it was then easy for the Vampire Council to take over this once human infested planet, leaving what you see before you as the new evolution for the world."
Takato clenched his fist, knowing that what he spoke was the truth by the way it was said along with body/facial expressions. It made him bear his fanged teeth, unleashing a low growl as he clenched one fist whilst flexing the fingers of the other.
Ketsu actually felt amusement from the reaction he had stirred within the creature, though not on the outside, the inside of the V.A.U. superior felt rather more enjoyed now than amused.
So he thought words may as well be put in with the straight face he kept. "What's the matter, Matsuda? Trying to admit to yourself that a nightmare that you thought that would not come is actually real to this present date?"
Through all this his team kept quiet, listening to what Ketsu had to say through this whole conversation. They were aware of Ketsu's history of being around the age area as the Vampire Council, although they also knew about his history, nothing was mentioned about him facing a creature such as this.
"No, I'm not…"
It came as rather a surprise, yet it was not shown, but there seemed to have been more to be said by Takato. His anger was still there, except it was less shown now, as if a thought came to him to make him calm down. "What it was then cannot be saved now. But, what is the now can be vanquished to avenge the innocence that were slain... In other words..."
Within the fog one of the wolves had had enough of the wait, sensing the slow rise in the boys power. Therefore without word from the leader, it shot out of the fog, ignoring the protests, and charged for its prey after leaping over the now surprised Vampires.
The wolf was black as shadow, but its bones were shown from the inside, including the skull and tail. Owning sharp nails that began to lengthen for the front paws, gaining sharpness and a red glow in the process.
Takato was unmoved by the appearance, remaining where he stood as the predator leaped into the air for a pounce. Only what was unexpected was when he swiftly took out from behind his belt with his right hand, the sidearm of one of the V.A.U. soldiers he had killed, being a Beretta 92F FS.
Already aimed as if he were a natural with the weapon, not showing signs of nervousness but a steady hand. Eyes let off a glow just as he finished saying what he started from before in a threatened tone.
"I'm going to send you all to hell."
Pulling the trigger on it, making the only sound heard being the gunshot. Signaling the commencement of a fight that would probably lead to more in the future, if Takato survives this one that is.
Only one way to find out.
END OF CHAPTER 2.
I use 'alive' in this case seeing as how a vampire is pretty much dead to begin with in their stage of transformation. Plus I made a change in their ways of abilities than in the stories and movies, so forgive me on that, but what I did should be good enough.
Now to reveal the change. I have decided to not have all of the Xanpires locked away or dead, but have some survive. Seeing as how this is a Rukatolice and pretty much a Threeway relationship thing with Takato, the others can be harems that will be revealed in the future chapters.
Bleach- Ichigo Kurosaki, Rukia Kuchiki, Yoruichi and Tatsuki Arisawa
Naruto- Naruto Uzumaki
Bakugan- Dan Kuso, Fabia Sheen
Inaba- Souji Seta (Alias)-Yu Narukami (Real Name)
You're probably wondering how Takato can use a present day gun, right? You know, since he was locked away for many years. The info on Xanpires is on my profile and will answer your questions. Also any mistakes found I will look over this stoy one day and correct them.
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