Urban Warfare

Disclaimer: I do not own Rosario Vampire or any part of its franchise. I would also like to thank lord of the land of fire for giving me permission to write this.

Two more chapters to go, things are picking up.

This is a sequel to The Unsealed Vampire story by lord of the land of fire and The Unsealed Vampire: Tsukune's Revenge by yours truly.

Now that I am done wasting your time with author's notes, let us move on to the main attraction.

Enjoy:

Alucard was quite pleased with how things were turning out. He was currently fighting off some low-life dragon scum that succeeded in entertaining him for a short while. Funny thing, he would have sworn they had gone extinct centuries ago. No matter, the end result would be the same, far be it to imagine he came to this place unaware of the dangers that lurked about.

The Dark Lords had left the campaign to their precious little ghoul and preferred to stay within the confines of the Huang Compound located in China. Akasha's children were off on the other side of the barren wasteland busy fighting off dragons. A small force of said dragons had come to challenge him and his men. Honestly, could there be any better conditions for him to pull off his master plan?

He had sent Kahlua into the Mountain with the majority of the troops while he and the rest of the lieutenants held the outer area with the rear guard. Akua wasn't participating in the invasion, it was best to let her keep watching the Dark Lords for now. He couldn't afford to not be forewarned if they were to change their minds and join their forces. Having them show up now without being prepared would be a disaster he would make sure to avoid if he could.

One of the dragons flying overhead that hadn't yet engaged the outmatched Fairy Tale rear guard spotted Alucard as he idly looked on at the carnage raging around him, completely unaffected by the screams of his men or the proximity of the blasts of fire or ice. The dragon reached out to judge his prey and found no danger in the aura he was letting off. That led the beast to conclude that the one walking around was particularly weak, he would not allow such a weakling to defile the his home. To think that this worm dared show himself before the dragon race would be laughable if it weren't so insulting. He would end the wretched things life immediately.

Alucard had caught sight of the dragon before he had noticed him, reaching out and presenting himself as a meal on legs for the idiotic dragon was an easy task. The beast caught the bait like a fish, now came time to reel him in like one. The fool wouldn't know what hit him, none of them would. He paused and faced the dragon now diving towards him, mouth open and ready to feast.

Within seconds the arrogant dragon was disintegrated for his offense. The rest of the rear guard and the dragons that had split off from their main force would soon follow that fool into death, leaving nothing behind but dust. Hopefully, Gyokuro would be able to take things from here. He had done everything in his power to facilitate her takeover, it was now up to her and her alone.

With that last thought in mind, he proceeded to wipe out the rest of the decoys, the confusion would provide the cover he needed to fake his own death. All the witnesses had been dealt with, the fighters were now all dead, leaving him free to disappear in the up most tranquility. People would assume his body was among those burned beyond recognition or that it was turned to ashes like some other bodies. As far as the world was concerned, Miyabi Fujisaki had met his demise during a counterattack against the HLF.

All that was left to do was wait for the battle to end and for Kahlua to be recognized as the sole surviving officers. Best of all, none could suspect her of foul play seeing as how most of the operatives had marched into the Mountain alongside her. They was no way she could have made it back out of the Mountain without some of the soldiers, her soldiers now, noticing. Gyokuro had better not mess this up.

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Kahlua caught sight of the boy and did the best to dust off her dress. There were a few drops of blood here and there but it was still alright, she hoped. She glanced over at the team she had massacred, their bodies had all been put in a neat little pile. There was no point in making cleanup for this invasion any more difficult than it already would be. She could only imagine how problematic it would be to dispose of all the bodies. Not to mention rebuilding the demolished buildings, treating the wounded... This was one big mess.

Fortunately, she had arrived just in time to save Tsukune from a horrible fate. Problem was, he wasn't looking to good. Did somebody get to him? Did they hurt him? Fatally wound him? Had she failed her mission and allowed her beloved to die at the hands of Fairy Tale? If that were the case, what purpose did she have left?

She was pulled out of her daydreaming by a stray bullet that narrowly missed her head by a few inches. Rather than hitting her, it blew up a few feet behind her and brought down the crumbling building it had made contact with. She sighed with relief, if he was still in good enough shape to shot at her, that meant he would live. However, she still felt guilty for not getting there sooner and preventing the assailants from injuring him. What kind of a wife would she be if she permitted her husband to get so easily wounded.

Despite all his accomplishments so far, he was only a ghoul. Vampire he would soon be, but he wasn't one yet. Perhaps dragging him away to some place where the ritual could be conducted was the best course of action? No, if she turned around for even a split second, she had no doubt he would find his way back here. And without an army at his back, it would a very short lived battle. Leave him here, then? Maybe she could persuade him to stay back until the matter was resolved.

Judging by how eagerly he shot at her, it was hard to imagine he would willingly allow his enemies to be taken care of without being on the front lines. So infuriating! Why couldn't he realize how important his own life was? What other choice did she have right now? If he couldn't be dragged away or persuaded to stay back than what other option was there?

As things were, it would be difficult for hi to keep on going. He lost a lot of blood and his aim had been considerably impacted. The shot he fired was almost at point blank range and he still failed to connect with his target, he wasn't doing good at all. A little more and he would be out before he could even... She now had her third option.

She walked up a few feet towards the boy who was now trying with great effort to stay standing, it was clear that he would fight for as long as he was conscious. Good thing she would be relieving him of his responsibilities, if only for a few well deserved hours of sleep. While she was at it, maybe she could slip in a little extra insurance to make sure she wouldn't lose her target in the future. Marking him would be her good deed for the day. Seriously, leaving him to his own devices would be irresponsible. That way, she could keep track of him at all times as well as throw in her claim before Moka got a chance to.

There was only one person out there who could take care of him and keep him out of harm's way. And that person was her. She rid herself of all self-doubt as she prepared to hurt a little now to spare him the shame of dying without completing his mission. With one swift punch, Tsukune Aono fell to the ground and was out cold before he even reached the concrete.

Wasting no time in accomplishing her duties, she turned his inert form around so as to have him face upwards and promptly dropped a few drops of her blood on his forehead, she made sure to speak the incantation as she did. Once the ceremony was done, she dragged his body into the shop to make sure none would get a shot at him while he was laying out in the open.

Having done that, she plopped herself down on the floor next to him and kept watch. She would be sure to vacate the premise as soon as he showed signs of waking so as to avoid a fight that may further damage him but, for now, she would protect him from any who entered the building. Whether they be friend or foe, no one could know just how much he mattered to her, not yet.

When this was all over, she would go to her mother and ask for permission to bind herself to Tsukune. If she accepted, then she knew she would live happily ever after with him. If not, then... then... In truth, she wasn't sure what she would do if her mother refused her request. She was afraid, afraid that she might cry...

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Meanwhile, the Mokas were off slaying dragons left and right. They must have killed dozens by now, or even hundreds. And still, they kept on coming. Mostly, they were lining themselves up for the slaughter. This was getting a little dull for Ura's tastes, she liked fighting an enemy who could defend itself and wasn't so adamant about throwing it's life away. She could really go for a little sparring match against Tsukune right about now.

Omote was thinking the exact same thing. Though it was not on account of some bloodthirsty nature of theirs, the root cause for that desire was the prospect of finally binding him to be their mate. Every inch of their being screamed with the same need to test itself versus it's soul mate and see which of them was a better fighter, themselves or Tsukune.

Another dragon's skull was bashed into the sand and rocks that littered the landscape. And yet another crater formed itself as nature responded to the unprecedented amount of abuse it was forced to endure in the middle of the wasteland surrounding Lilith;s Mountain. The fool thought he could surprise Inner Moka by striking her while she wasn't looking, the beast was dead wrong and paid for his aggressiveness with his own blood. Just the way she liked it.

Though it was true both wanted to do the ceremony as quickly as possible, they swore they would be fair and wait for him to become a vampire before challenging him. In other words, he had better not die inside that Mountain or they would be pissed with him. They loved him beyond measure but he could be so stupid sometimes, not to mention stubborn.

They hoped he was doing as well as they were doing. In fact, with any luck, he might come out of that mountain any moment now and proclaim the invasion an astounding victory. All the more reason for them to mope up the trash out here and make sure he could come out into the open and announce his success without fear of getting caught in the fight being waged outside those walls.

With renewed vigor, both went back to fending off the dragons, adding more and more bodies to the pile as a result. The troops had long since given up trying to fight them and left the Mokas to deal with the matter. They raced into the Mountain to better reinforce their brethren inside, thinking that the Akashiyas were on top of it. Looking back at the scene of the battle, they knew their hunch about the to two vampires was correct. Why deprive them of the fun and risk their necks simultaneously? Better to simply try and support general Aono's push to their center of operations. If they took that, the war was won.

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Good for nothing monsters! Breaking all her stuff and killing off her men without her go ahead. Killing them was fine but not asking first was a big no no. She would have to properly punish them for doing that naughty business. Bad monsters, bad. Oh, a monster puppy would be fine, maybe she could try and break one down to that stage later?

Commander Sato's train of thought the abruptly switched over to Tsukune Aono without any reasonable explanation. Where was he? Last she saw him, he was running towards this place. She put on her most expensive dress for this and he didn't even bother to show, he stood her up. How inconsiderate of him, she would have to gouge one of her underlings' eyes out to calm down..

Could he have been killed? That absurd notion was rapidly dismissed with a giggle fit. No one could Tsukune Aono so long as Reaper was inside of him. It was idiotic to think otherwise. No, not idiotic, it was pure insanity then to think that he could possibly die here. His body hadn't been brought to her so that meant he was still alive. Probably off killing some more people somewhere.

Her eyes sparkled as she envisioned her hero ripping one of the soldier's spleen and using it to strangle another soldier unfortunate enough to cross his path. That was actually a pretty good idea, she would have to try that out sometime. A little bit of cheese with that and it would be a great and amusing way to pass the time.

Oh no, wait, she could wear one the boys' entrails as a headdress. She would have to change frequently to keep the smell from getting nauseating but it would make an excellent fashion statement. It was incredible how much her mentor could inspire her just by being in her general vicinity. Add to that a war raging outside the walls she retreated too and you could say she was feeling like an up and coming artist.

How could she mess with people;s heads today? They blew up her tank toys, so she couldn't parade around on them and shoot at anything that moved, whether it be friend or foe. How about calling in her pet dragons to... Oh right. Never mind that, she would have to be a smidge more creative with this. Douse them in burning oil/ No, they didn't get around to building that yet, killing monsters took up so much time these days. How about dousing them in smoldering hot cheese? Right, that wasn't ready either.

What a giant bore. They couldn't even provide her with the inspiration she needed to show the world she was Reaper's best student. She could try and carve a smile into their corpses but that was his thing, stealing wasn't very nice. In fact, it was wrong. She would have to be content with killing them some other way.

What way? Um... Maybe blow up the city? No, that might make Reaper angry at her, she didn't like it when he got angry with her. When he was here, he tried to restore the place. Was he planning on blowing it up all over again? Or was that stupid Tsukune's idea? She could never understand why he hung out with the guy.

Oh, she forgot they were the one and the same. Tsukune was still lame compared to Reaper. Could it be that he was the one who set Reaper up to this? Turning traitor on them couldn't possibly have been his own doing. Unless that was the funny option at the time. It was kind of funny when she thought about it.

Any who, best go back out there and cause some more mayhem. Watching from up here was getting boring again. And the fighting itself was getting stale. Spice things up with a few well placed IEDs, that was always fun. Once more, she joyfully skipped on out of her office without a care in the world.

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As usual, whenever Tsukune got knocked out by a very powerful vampire, he woke up feeling quite groggy. The gunfire in the distance barely registered as he dumbly looked around to grasp what had happened. After recovering the entirety of his memory and checking to make sure that him still being alive wasn't simply a dream, don't ask how that is logical, he scanned the shop he had taken cover in a few times over.

He was scared, not because Kahlua left him there unconscious, but because he noticed a trend was emerging among the Shuzen sisters. Why did they all do that? Kokoa, he could somewhat understand her motivation for letting him live. Whatever he had done didn't deserve capital punishment, though he couldn't for the life of him figure out how he upset her in the first place.

It made sense that Akua would attack him in the first place. As for that line the Blood Mage fed him about fending her off and thus preventing her from finishing him off right then and there, he was a bit more skeptical of that despite being living proof of what the Mage had argued. In his opinion, it was highly unlikely that any Blood Mage in existence, much less his fossil of a mentor, no disrespect intended, could pose a great enough threat tom the Black Devil to get her to back off her prey.

Finally, came the curious case of Kahlua Shuzen. To start things off, she wipes out a platoon of her ow men for kicks. Then, instead of killing him like he had tried to merely seconds earlier with a quite poorly aimed bullet to the head, she knocks him out and leaves him in the shop. Funny though, he could have sworn he faced with her at the entrance of the shop rather than in the back where he found himself sleeping off a huge punch to the face.

Now that he looked closely, he could still see the dent his head made in the concrete floor by the entrance door. She dragged him back here too? What exactly did she ave planned? A giant game of cat and mouse inside the city? No, that sounded more like Akua's M.O. Albeit a slightly more playful version of her, but her nonetheless.

Kahlua was supposed to be the sweet, murderous sister who despised violence and tried her best to keep things from getting heated. When that wasn't an option, she would endeavor to kill her targets quickly. Perhaps that was the explanation, she hated killing and he wasn't her prime assignment. However, that did not explain why she so gruesomely murdered people on her own side.

Did she finally snap and go fully crazy? If that were the case, a rampage would have ensued and he'd be dead as dead could be. Again, he checked himself to make sure this wasn't a dream. Having painfully concluded that it was indeed not a figment of his imagination, he decided to rack this up to one of life's many mysteries, forget about it for now while he had to deal with the HLF and come back to try and understand how this miracle came about in a more serene atmosphere that did not resemble a torn apart city, or a military bunker for that matter.

Now guess were he was headed next. The center of HLF operations which was, you guessed it, a giant bunker that was present under the guises of a pretty well conserved palace. One of the many great gifts the Incubi and Succubi left to the humans when they were forced to chose between running away or getting scorched by flying menaces.

He cautiously observed his surroundings before making it out into the streets. He could hear where the fight was now taking place. It sounded as though the Huang had gained a foothold near the main base of operations, that or else it was Fairy Tale that was causing all the ruckus over in what Tsukune perceived was downtown.

Though true that the city had always looked somewhat rundown by the destruction, getting around was a much greater pain than he recalled it being before he switched sides. Waging a three way war definitely didn't help clearing out parts of the Mountain. If anything, it made it a more daunting task to get around when you had no idea which was the right way to go.

Explosions rocked the area every so often, probably another one of Ayano's dirty tricks. On the plus side, there was a silver lining to all the fighting going on in the streets. All Tsukune had to do was follow the trail of corpses that was leading up to the current front lines. He had to dodge the occasional flying body and stray bullet that came his way but, other than that, it was a relatively easy stroll down to Palace Square.

The Palace Square was exactly what you would assume it to be if you figured the name said it all. It was a large open area in front of the palace turned command center encircled by buildings on all sides. The wide open area was basically a shooting gallery for any moron who was stupid enough as to try and race to the palace. That construct was the last defensible position the HLF could use before they would be thrust into close quarter conflict inside their own base.

All the streets leading up to the square had been blocked off and served as advanced positions for one of the three factions vying for control. These makeshift bases were literally being showered in enemy bullets whenever said enemies moved up a few feet into the square. The other two sides were sure to push them back just as soon as the other side made the mistake of moving up, hence, this had become a trench war.

Lucky for Tsukune, the street he used to get to the square was under Huang control. So far, that was the only good thing about this situation. If he tried to move up, he would be killed and be added to the bodies laying out in the open. As for turning back, that was clearly not an option at this point. Holding back was the only viable choice he had as of now.

They could wait around for the Mokas to finish up with killing dragons outside and provide support. In fact, that seemed like a safe thing to do. It would certainly prevent a lot of deaths on the Huang side. It might even dissuade some of the opposition from attempting to fight back at all. If they ran, he would make sure that they would have their lives spared. There was no reason to needlessly raise the death toll for this attack.

And that would have been a very good plan, if only a bomb hadn't detonated and taken out the forward base where Tsukune had taken refuge at. The force of the blast sent him soaring through the air right into the the no-man's land before him. Who had the bright idea of placing the bomb behind him? Sato... Just as soon as that happened, gunfire began to resonate as Fairy Tale, alongside the HLF, open fire on the lone ghoul now hiding behind a wall of corpses that shielded him from the aggressive attack. That was some efficient body armor they had on, too bad it didn't do them as much good as it was doing Tsukune.

As soon as the synchronized fire paused, he jumped up from his hiding spot and ran for the palace entrance. As he ran for dear life, bullets flew all around him. Strangely, none met their target, could they have been that bad at shooting? He certainly wasn't going to wait around and judge their accuracy, running for dear life took precedence.

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Kahlua was downright exhausted. Seeing him getting blown right into the open square caused her to panic. However, she was able to come up with a solution to give him a little bit of leeway and a fighting chance: She started slashing up the different outposts that were firing at him. Never in her life did she have to move and kill at such a speed.

It was a race against the clock, sprinting from one side to the other behind the boy while making sure to kill only a small amount of people so as to not arouse suspicion while still going for those who looked like they had a better chance at reaching him with their bullets. She had to take one or two of them a few times so as to make sure they wouldn't connect with their intended target.

To everyone else, all they saw was a blur in front of them and a violent punch powerful enough to burst their internal organs in one hit. Deep down, she actually liked what was going on here: Tsukune pressing on with his goals while she supported him in the background was sort of a dream come true for her. She could hardly phantom the number of lives she cut short, the hopes and aspirations she destroyed by killing her marks. So the prospect of giving back to at east one person was a good moment of her.

Since he also turned out to be her soon to be blood mate, you could say that sense of accomplishment while out here only felt more intensified. For months, he was what kept her from going into a depression after her every assassination. It was time for her to give back to the one who had unknowingly provided her with so much. Her mother gave her an upbringing and a job to do, Tsukune gave her a purpose. A purpose she would hold on to for the rest of her eternal life.

While she was at it, she might as well think of some names for their kids. What would sound nice? It was so hard to decide, so many pretty names. She would need his opinion on the matter. For now, she had more important stuff to take care of. Namely, making sure that outpost on the far side of the palace didn't line up a shot.

A few tears fell down her cheek as her most recent victims dropped dead in front of her bloodied form. She knew she was going to feel those bullets once her frenzy wore off. She looked back over at the teen who was still going on with his marathon, oblivious to the fact that he had survived impossible odds all thanks to her help.

Mother had ordered her to keep him safe but she liked to think that this job was just as much of a labor of love than it was an actual assignment given by her eternal superior. Speaking of superiors, she should contact Miyabi to see how he was doing with the dragons outside. She could have taken care of it if he hadn't of insisted on having her spearhead the assault. Tsukune's life was saved because of that, so she had no complaints over her orders. But still, she worried about other operatives inside of Fairy Tale. They were all comrades and had to stick together to prevail.

She brought her hand up to her earpiece and tried to call out to Miyabi, there was no answer. She tried again, still nothing but static on the other end. This was perplexing, did something happen? She saw a squad of her own people running up to the outpost where the HLF soldiers she had just wiped out laid dead at her feet. She turned back to check up on the ghoul's progress, he had successfully made it to his destination.

Seeing as how her task was finished, she figured she would call the men over and get a status report on command. They looked pretty frightened when they checked in with some other troops over the radio. And they had a very good reason to be as Kahlua would soon find out for herself: All senior officers of Fairy Tale ranked above her had been eliminated by dragons.

Having heard that, she was at a complete and utter loss. She no longer had any superiors? Who was to tell her what to do? Who was to give her orders? Who was she supposed to follow and faithfully obey now? She turned back to face the entrance of the palace. Should she obey her future husband? He was right there, surely he would give her life meaning again. No, not yet. He was still not ready for such a responsibility.

But whom could she turn to? Who would... Of course, mother would know what to do. She changed frequencies over to another line after having excused herself from the rest of the squad, all the while praying that Gyokuro Shuzen was listening in at that moment. Her prayers were answered as a familiar voice responded to her call.

She was already informed of the most recent turn of events, pirating Fairy Tale frequencies was always a good investment. Thus, Kahlua didn't have to waste pointless time bringing her mother up to date on the sorry state of affairs. All Kahlua had to do was ask what her next move should be, Gyokuro was beaming as she issued her newest set of orders.

"You'll take control of Fairy Tale and call for a full retreat, let the HLF and the Dark Lords kill each other. Once your back to headquarters and have established that you are in command, contact me for further orders." You could easily tell by her tone of voice that the matriarch of the Shuzen clan was ecstatic at the news. After so endless months of watching Miyaboi from the shadows, she could finally take hold of the one thing she could use to undermine Akasha's grip in the family.

'What of my earlier assignment?" She was hesitant to say the boy's name aloud, lest someone hear her and ruin everything by reporting this to their higher up. Her mother still knew exactly what her daughter was referring to.

"It still stand s but this takes precedence. Make sure he his capable of holding his own, then assume command immediately thereafter. Do not waste any time. Understood?" Aono was a good investment for the future, but of he couldn't stand up to a few terrorist humans, he wasn't worth her time and should simply die there before she went through any more pains to guarantee his safety. This way, she could measure his real worth before he was turned into a vampire.

The very idea still made her want to throw up, she would need to work a little more on accepting that. Meanwhile, Kahlua estimated that he was safe enough inside the Palace and left to claim the whole of Fairy Tale. Being the only officer not dead out on the field gave her a significant leg up on the competition, an advantage she did not waste as she announced the new chain of command over the radio and ordered a full retreat of Fairy Tale forces.

Within a few minutes, the surviving operatives and agents had evacuated and were well on their way back to headquarters for a debriefing. As for Kahlua, well, she had an important job ahead of her, so her emotions had to be switched off for now. Hopefully, Tsukune would make it out of there in one piece, she would feel it if there were any changes.