Disclaimer: Next chapter is up! The battle against Klaus' army is turned up another notch.
Our heroes engage in battle with Klaus' most powerful minions in super powered battles which brings the city to its knees.
Dante and Sion face off against some of the top echelon of LOD. During the fight, Sion reveals more of his origin and further into the radical and frightening raw power contained in his body.
Theokoles steps into the fray, and the Shadow of Hell is not pulling any punches. With terrifying abilities he single handedly unleashes a swath of destruction across the city. But a certain notorious monster of the Hellsing family may be just the opponent to put the Harbinger of Death back into his grave...
The wolf pack further pushes the vampire army, and they are not alone. Packs of Werewolves, among them, old acquantices of Michael and Lucian have joined the fray, culminating in a colossal force as Michael assembles an army of Werewolves...
Lucian tangles with the mysterious Krista. It seems she is far stronger than anticipated; has the eldest Salvatore met his match finally?
Vladimir, Rosette and the rest, including Soldiers of the White Lotus finally enter the fray. Each leader commanding a terrible presence on the battle field as they repel Klaus' army. But further help is on the way. The Black Hand, the most hated, feared and terrifying criminals of the Demon World have finally made their appearance known. But with awful weapons at their disposal and an insatiable appetite for rampage and destruction, the likes of which rivals even the Salvatore Brothers can they be trusted to fight against Klaus?
Klaus watches as his forces are pushed thin, but he has one more surprise in store for our heroes. And it very well be his most terrible move yet...
Get ready, more adrenaline pumping action on the way!
Chapter Thirty Nine- The New York Siege Part III
Michael howled as he pulled Fenrir from its scabbard; swinging and cutting a Ghoul into bits, dashing through the streets and cutting down anything in his path. His long flowing black cloak billowing in his every step. Sheathing his sword, he crouched low, springing forward unleashing it at high speed as he decapitated a single line of vampires in one motion, sliding to a stop, their heads rolling to the floor as blood trinkled out while their headless bodies collapsed to the ground. With a grunt, Michael waved his sword once, slowy sheathing it. He slowly turned, watching as the rest of his pack finished their opponents.
Narrowing his eyes Michael slowly began pacing, watching as Sergei and Alex fired from their rifles, turning more vampires to dust with their blessed rounds.
"These vampires are continuing to just pile on. At this rate, even we might be overwhelmed. What is Klaus plotting?" Michael asked himself. A vampire crouched behind him, slowly approaching as it cocked its rifle. Inching nearer and nearer it seemed ready to attack. With his back still turned Michael swiftly pulled out Fenrir, stabbing the vampire straight through the heart, gripping his sword back handed style. With a scoff he pulled the blade out, spun and proceeded to swipe the head off. Spinning back around Michael waved the blade, swung it once and slowly sheathed it as the vampire collapsed to the floor.
The wind began suddenly picking up causing Michael to the gaze to the night sky. A bright beam of light filled the sky, halting the actions of the pack who gathered near Michael instantly. The light descended before taking shape.
And there standing before them, was none other than Sage, dressed in her usual combat gear and armed with her twin swords.
"Good, I was hoping to catch the entire pack. Klaus will be pleased to be rid of you hounds finally" Sage taunted, smirking as she folded her arms.
"You really think you can take all of us? You stupid cunt" Sergei said exasperated and causing his brother to laugh. Everyone watched as Raul slowly stepped forward.
"Boss, let me. I've got a score to settle" Raul said turning to Michael. Before Michael could respond Raven instantly ran to his side.
"No. WAY. Absolutely not, you are NOT going to fight her by yourself! Don't you remember last time?!" she shouted exasperated. Raul calmly took her hands into his, despite her outburst.
"That's why I'm doing it. I'll win, I promise"
Raven prepared to protest again when Raul grabbed her, pulling her into a fierce kiss. Breaking the kiss, he kissed her on the forehead before turning to Sage. Raul pulled out his swords and stood his ground. Michael wanted to object, but he accepted that this would come to. He wanted to keep the pack whole, fighting as a single unit. But there were other priorities taking place further along the city where the pack could be used.
"Let's go, there's plenty more vampires to kill. We still need to quarantine as best we can" Michael said turning and leading the group away.
"Raul" Michael said pausing. Raul did not turn back, remaining motionless.
"Win" Michael said, just as Raul sprinted forward full speed, howling as he clashed blades with Sage in a colossal force of power and energy which rocked the streets and caused the ground to splint and crack.
Across the city...
Dante smirked, jamming Rebellion into the ground and watching his opponents circle in. Sion stood beside, holding Oblivion across his shoulder.
Both men were staring down Mugetsu, who stared back. The black robed figure did not budge, nor did he seem to be the least bit distressed. Surrounding Sion and Dante were dozens of vampire corpse scattered about the streets, blood collecting into massive pools.
"So...I don't get it. You have the funky black robes and stand like a statue, but you don't fight. I don't get it" Dante said frowning. Sion remained silent. In actuality, he was using his telepathy, probing Mugetsu's mind.
"Dante, this thing has several layers of resistant probes placed into his brain. Even with my powers, I can't access a single thought" Sion said narrowing his eyes. Dante looked from Sion then back to Mugetsu who finally began moving.
"That is correct, Hundred Killer. But alas, it seems we are not alone anymore." Mugetsu said slowly turning. Approaching, were Ramone, Jason and Jacob.
"Sweet, it looks like the show is about to begin. Take five girls, the Salavatore's will handle this one" Jason loudly declared much to the annoyance of Dante.
"Dude, ya can't just waltz in and steal my fight. Back off Jacob Black, I got this one" Dante quipped stepping forward.
Jason stiffened, squinting. "No you DID NOT call me Jacob Black" he said offended to be compared to the teen heartthrob. Ramone rolled his eyes and slowly rubbed his temples.
"I really wish mom and dad left just me and Lucian sometimes" he said embarassed by his brother's short sighted ness.
"HEY!" Jason and Jacob both shouted at Ramone.
Dante took that oppurtunity to attack Mugetsu. Jumping high into the air and swinging Rebellion down with tremendous ferocity. A massive shock exploded causing Jason and Jacob to slide back a few feet as they braced themselves. When everything calmed down, they were surprised to see that Mugetsu was unharmed. His right hand held up, gently holding Rebellion with little effort.
Dante whistled, "Not bad dude" he said genuinely surprised as he jumped back several feet.
Sion then looked up, further down the street to see none other than Rogue himself approaching. The lumbering behemoth gave a shrill echoing howl as his swarm of black crows encased him. Everyone watched as Rogue drew closer and closer, his gaze set directly on Sion who seemed to recognize Rogue's call to duel.
"DIIIIIIE SIIIIIOOON!" Rogue shouted, dispersing his shield of crows as the birds cawed viciously. With another screech Rogue lumbered forward, sword drawn as he howled.
Sion stared back calmly, slowy reaching for Oblivion as the tape unfolded revealing his mighty and ferocious weapon.
"If you get big boy, then I get this clown!" Dante said again staring back at Mugetsu. Once again, Jason and Jacob stepped in.
"Back off demon boy I said this chump is mine!" Jason shouted as his fangs grew. Ramone sighed and rolled his eyes. "Only one way to solve this..." he said turning to his brothers and then Dante.
Meanwhile...
Raskos shook his head, crouched down to one knee as he slowly stood to full height. Arthur stood about ten feet away, panting heavily and wiping sweat from his brow. Both men had been fighting for well over 15 minutes. The street utterly decimated by their brawling. The ground was cracked and ruined, buildings crumbling, windows shattered. Vehicles smashed and demolished as a van lay some feet behind Raskos. The Monster of Pelham have a feral grunt, wiping blood from his lip before sneering.
"Well well...who would've thought the old man was this strong? Klaus must be bringing all of his big toys out to play. Excellent, that means I get to really go all out! So old man, you up for round two?" Raskos said his voice booming.
Arthur narrowed his eyes, slowly reaching and pulling off the black robes he wore causing Raskos to actually whistle. Far from being a decrepit old man, Arhur sported a heavily muscled and hard chiseled physique, his body covered in numerous scars. Cracking his neck twice Arthur simply said, "If you insist on dying beast"
Arhur then sprinted forward with formidable speed, beginning a second duel with Raskos. The two men exchanging a vicious flurry of punches, some hard hitting and connecting. Raskos caught a vicious straight right from Arthur, holding the embrace before he began squeezing as he then kicked Arhur back. Raskos roared and charged forward, shouldering the old man into the side of an adjacent building creating a loud bang. Shoving Arthur back Raskos began pummeling the old man repeatedly with devastating punches. Raskos finished by burying his fist right into Arhur's face, blood splattering from the savage wounds as Raskos chuckled and grinned.
He then found to his sheer surprise, Arthur very calmly removed Raskos fist. Spitting out blood Arthur unleashed his own attack, punching Raskos several times in the stomach before planting a fierce side kick, sending the Monster of Pelham skidding several feet across the floor.
Laughing Arthur jumped down, his body covered in an awful amount of bruising and welts as he clapped his hands, watching Raskos stagger back to his feet.
"The Monster of Pelham. The inhuman and savage creature spawned from decades of genetic and molecular research. A monster whom is the product of splicing human and demon cellular structure. You stupid cow, you honestly think something like yourself can stand against his Majesty?" Arthur said shaking his head. Arthur then turned to his right, reaching for the massive truck which had been overturned during their scuffle. With one hand he picked it up, sprinting forward and swiping it just as Raskos stood to his feet. The truck smashed directly into Raskos' upper body with a sickening impact as Raskos bellowed. Arthur repeated the action twice before Raskos caught the truck with both hands, slowly beginning to tear it apart as Arthur's eyes widened.
"You're the stupid one! You did something those bastards at Hart's Island learned long ago not to do. Old man..." Raskos said as his voice grew deeper. His red eyes glowed with a fiery and monstrous anger as Raskos ripped the truck in half. Taking his right fist he connected it with Arthur's body in several savage body blows sending Arthur flying backward, crashing to the ground several feet away.
Raskos roared, ebating his chest as he stomped the ground. Balling up his right fist Raskos bellowed before sprinting forward.
"Old man went and made Raskos angry! Now you'll see what happens you go and piss me off!"
Elsewhere...
Seth shouted, smashing his shield against Rashkor's face several times before spinning and kicking his opponent away. Rashkor crashed and rolled to to a stop, slowly standing to his feet as Seth sprinted forward. Waving his sword Seth slashed three times, Rashkor parrying and deflecting his attacks as he staggered back. Seth continued slashing, swinging and attempting to slice the Beast Tamer anywhere he could. Rashkor was gradually pressed further and further back as Seth eventually kicked his feet from underneath.
"Die!" Seth shouted about to impale him with his sword. Rashkor sneered, his body teleporting away and reappearing several feet back. Seth growled, his eyes flashing as he again sprinted forward.
Alucard continued dueling with the ferocious Rein. Rein continued slashing and shooting Alucard with amssive bolts of lightning. It seemed to be working, Alucard at one point being reduced to a charred stump of flesh, smoke hissing off his mangled corpse.
Rein panted, frustrated it was actually taking so long to kill him. Surely nothing could be this immortal, could it?
"Why don't you stay dead? How many times must I kill you?!" Rein shouted charging more lightning into his palm. He blasted Alucard with a tremendous amount of voltage causing a massive explosion.
Seras stared down Ryoga, the Demon Swordsman not budging in the slightest.
"Seriously? Just because I don't have a sword you won't fight?" Seras asked exapserated. Ryoga prepared to respond when he paused, slowly turning his head to the left. Seras heard it too; a faint but distant howl coming from further in the city.
"The opponent I wish to fight is beckoning me. Farewell" Ryoga said grabbing his long black cloak. With one swing his cape expanded several feet before engulfing him in a swirling vortex as he teleported away leaving behind a bewildered Seras.
Nero and Tristan continued dueling. Nero revved the Red Queen twice before slashing rapidly, Tristan parrying and deflecting by spinning his double bladed sword around his body before switching to offense, slashing and hacking. Both men grunting and shouting with every blow, every parry, every strike made. Nero jumped back, pulling Blue Rose out as he fired several shots. Tristan deflected them and held out his right palm, gathering golden energy and firing a massive orb of energy.
Nero raised the Devil Bringer arm as it expanded, the spectral outline covering his body just as the attack connected and ignited. Tristan paused, waiting to see if he had been successful. The dust settled and Nero gave a mighty and powerful shout, a dome of blue energy surrounding him before dissipating.
Nero stood, fully transformed into his Devil Trigger state. The spectral demon form, wiedling the fabled Yamato sword stared menacingly at Tristan as Nero jammed the Red Queen into the ground, revving the handle to its max.
Tristan responded by intiating his own devil trigger, gold energy crackling around him as he spun his blade several times before charging.
Nero wasted no time, unleashing a swirling form of energy as he spun around, slashing several times with the Red Queen, revving the handle as he did and causing grievous slashes to Tristan. Nero did not stop, continuing to slash, his spectral devil form working in tandem: Nero slashed vertically with Red Queen, the spectral form cut diagonally with the Yamato. Nero attacked horizontally, it cut several times in a fierce pattern as they continued, Tristan being blown back from the sheer force as he crashed to the ground.
"Come on, get up! We're not done!" Nero shouted, his voice echoing deeply as he held his sword steady.
Around the combatants, Times Square began crumbling, the dozens of advertisement signs it was famous for began to break down, crashing to the ground from the chaos of battle with some buildings having been nearly decimated.
Seth and Rashkor continued fighting at an increasingly violent pace. Rashkor at one point jumped back several feet. He jammed his two axes into the ground, spreading his arms out as Seth dropped into a phalanx position with his sword and shield.
"Seth, I will never forget the day your clan was killed. The cries of the women, their babies being cut down before them. The men rushing to defend their families. And, how could I forget my favorite kill of all, your beloved mother. What was her name again? Ah yes, Fiona.." Rashkor taunted, clicking his teeth.
Seth snapped, losing his temper as he gave a feral howl and charged forward.
"Don't you ever say her name again! You don't deserve to speak it!" Seth shouted as he charged, aimed his sword and stabbed straight for Rashkor only to watch as his opponent catch his sword with minimal effort.
"What th-" but Seth was cut off just as Rashkor kicked him back, causing him to drop his weapon. Rolling back to his feet, Seth watched in shock as red steam began rising slowly from Rashkor's body. The Beast Tamer slowly walking forward.
"I killed them for one simple reason. Klaus commanded it. He's long wanted to awaken the Shadow of Hell for ages. Your clan stood in his way. Had it not been for dearest Fiona, sacrificing her life to transport his grave away, why Theokoles would have risen centuries ago. They died because they did not deserve to stand in our way! They had no place in our world, in his world and for that they were wiped out! And now Seth, I shall finally put an end to your clan, with your head as my ultimate prize!" Rashkor shouted as he initiated an awful transformation.
His skin began turning cherry red, his form growing in size as he slowly grew to staggering 9 feet tall, his long dread locks growing even longer. His teeth growing sharper and more pronounced as his voice altered, growing heavier and deeper. His muscle mass expanded, tearing through his clothes until they were completely shredded. His torso was colored jet black, his nails black as well. With a final grunt Rashkor pointed a meaty finger at Seth who's eyes widened.
"Time to die Seth!" as Rashkor sprinted forward with a tremendous amount of speed. Seth barely had time to react. Rashkor buried his knee deep into Seth's body then rocked him with a savage hammerfist smashing him into the ground creating a sizable impact. Laughing Rashkor grunted as Seth slowly struggled to his feet only to again be pummeled with a series of massive blows ending with Rashkor charging, piling Seth several feet back where he smashed into the floor and skidded to a stop.
"Shit.." Seth said spitting out blood, dropped to one knee as his watched his opponent. His pants were already shredded, one large portion of his shirt ripped as well. Rashkor slowly approached, laughing the whole time.
This was not going to be good.
Meanwhile...
"Dutch! Man that 50 cal!" Dexter shouted to his cousin, firing from his assault rifle on several Ghouls.
Dexter paused to reload, watching as his cousin climbed to the top of a massive armored trucl which had been parked just at the corner of 34th and 8th avenue where the alliance was continuing to repel the vampires and Ghouls.
"You know what I say!" Dutch said grabbing the handle, flipping the safety off as he prepared to take aim. Two massive Vulcan cannon barrels began whirring, just as more Ghouls marched down the street toward the barricade which had been set up. Squeezing the trigger, Dutch let them have it.
"No shirt, no shoes, NO SERVIIIICE!" Dutch shouted firing from the cannon, mowing down an entire line of Ghouls, the fiends roaring and howling in agony as their bodies were shredded to pieces from the high caliber ammunition.
On the ground, Vladimir along with his master, the Soldiers of the White Lotus and others fought in close combat with wave after wave of vampires.
"Makes me wish this was back to our old street fighting days huh bro?" Toshio shouted, slicing the heads off two vampires, spinning and tossing several throwing knives.
"That's for damn sure!" Vladimir shouted in agreement. Vladimir holstered the GN-36 rifle he was wielding. He slowly pulled out the Sword of Vitali from its scabbard, holding the blade steady. It pulsed once before rumbling as it slowly switched to a deep crimson color. Vladimir sprinted forward, slashing through several Ghouls. The undead fiends falling quite easily to the ancestral blade, howling with intense pain as they crumbled and burst to flames.
Vampires tried attacking only to meet the same fate; Vladimir cut the heads off several before spinning and slashing one in half. Waving the blood off Vladimir turned up the street where more vampires were approaching. He prepared to attack when he froze. One of the vampires flinched and then collapsed to the ground. Further inspection revealed two arrows sticking through its body as his comrades shouted in surprise and fear. The second vampire cried as his body was pierced by multiple arrows, followed by the third and fourth. Moments later their bodies crumbled and burst into flames.
"Damn, I see you live up to your reputable archery skills, Rosette" Vladimir complimented tapping his ear piece.
Rosette stood in a makeshift tower, some thirty feet above the street level overlooking the fighting. Adjusting her ear piece she reached behind for her quiver, pulling another arrow as she concentrated. Placing it on the draw string she pulled, swiftly, gently and took aim down the sight of the bow.
"My parents made me do it as a hobby, I've stuck with it ever since." Rosette said simply. Releasing the arrow, she watched as it made its target into the eye of an attacking vampire as it howled and collapsed dead.
Dutch continued firing from the Vulcan cannon, tearing anything in sight to shreds as the alliance continued fighting. Pausing he looked up, squinting as he then said "INCOMING!"
Two Juggernauts lumbered down 8th avenue, holding their own Vulcan cannons.
"GRIIIIIIND!" they shouted and opened fire. Immediately, everyone took cover behind several of the armored cars. "Shit! Dutch!" Dexter shouting holding his head down.
Dutch turned the cannon around, firing straight for the Juggernauts as they howled and bellowed.
"Take that you big motherfucker!" Dutch shouted over the roar of the cannon. Rosette turned, reaching for three arrows from her quiver. Setting them, she took aim, pulling on the draw string and letting them go as she fired. The arrows met their mark, embedded in each Juggernaut's neck and/or shoulder as they continued howling, firing from their cannons.
Moments later, the arrow head began beeping and flashing causing them to pause. Before the Juggernaut could react, the arrows detonated, creating a massive fiery explosion and completely incinerating and blowing away the beasts in a blazing inferno.
Dexter, Vladimir, Toshio and a few others stared, jaws litterally dropped to the floor at the spectacle.
"Damn! Yo Dex man, your woman might be crazier than me!" Dutch complimented wiping his brow and whistled at the sight. Dexter slowly turned up to where Rosette was positioned as she casually flashed a smile.
God he couldn't wait to marry her.
Meanwhile...
Lucian stared as Krista slowly approached, a cruel and vindictive smirk crept to her luscious lips.
"The famed Lucian Salvatore. Hailed as the Prince of all Lycans. The son of Antonio and Alessandra Salvatore, one of the mightiest Werewolf clans ever to exist. I never understood why Klaus was so fascinated by you. No matter, your end will come tonight Lucian. Pity, you might have even been useful to our cause" she taunted now standing about 15 feet away.
Lucian narrowed his eyes, seemingly unfazed. Then, he began chuckling. Krista seemed perturbed by this as Lucian continued before tossing his head back, laughing even harder.
"That's rich from someone who's only aim was moving up in the ranks of Klaus' minions. Tell me; how many cocks were sucked to secure your place?' Lucian taunted.
Instantly, Krista grew visibly angry, shaking as her fists clenched and she grit her teeth. Krista slowly reached for her waist, pulling out the two long and deadly sharp black and crimson colored sais from her belt.
Lucian stared at them then her; seemingly unimpressed. Rather he raised his right palm, concentrating as his eyes flashed and turned crimson red; his amber colored irises shining brighter as he gave a savage grunt. Lucian's palm expanded in size, stretching as he growled and snarled, his entire hand increasing in mass and volume as his claws turned to deadly talons, his skin soon being covered in deep dark colored fur.
"Let's put your earlier claim to the test then shall we?"
In a flash Lucian sped forward, moving with unbelievable speed causing Krista's eyes to widen. She just missed his attack as his paw swiped clean at her face. She raised her sais defensively, barely stopping his assault as he gave a brutal and feral roar, the ground quaking from the impact as he shoved her back. Lucian then began savagely swiping at Krista's body, targeting any vulnerable portion. More imrpessively; he continued to only use his right paw, not even bothering to use his mighty blade Wolf's Bane.
Krista used her sai's defensively, alternating their grip and position as she parried his attacks. His strength was such she actually felt her arms buckle under some of his attacks.
Krista took the offensive, swiping several times at his body. Lucian snorted, moving and evading each attack. His speed such he moved in vivid after images, each attack harmlessly moving past him.
Lucian grunted, jumping back several feet as he roared twice before waving his hand. He sped forward, intending to imaple Krista with his paw as she managed to flip over. Krista turned, spinning her sai's as her body glowed a bright shade of pink. With a shout her body was surrounded in a pink aura as she held her sai's low. Walking forward slowly she began spinning them rapidly before taking a stance, holding them reverse grip. Lucian snarled, snapping his jaws as he dashed forward. He dodged her attacks, took his right hand and imapled her right down the middle, bursting through her chest.
Krista gasped, blood oozing from the wound as her body slumped, her head bent lowl as Lucian held the embrace. Suddenly, she began laughing as Lucian's expression changed. Slowly lifting her head a small trickle of blood fell down her lip as she quickly licked it up.
"You'll have to do much better than that" Krista said watching as realization hit Lucian. He slowly pulled his hand free as he jumped back. Lucian scoffed, watching the wound he had inflicted.
A thick black vapor slowly flowed from the large gaping hole in her chest. It remained that way before slowly dissipating as the wound closed up. Lucian gazed at his right hand; his paw was badly burned, the fur having been completely burned away as his skin and muscle was terribly injured as his hand twitched.
Lucian's eyes narrowed. "Miasma.." he said lowly as he straightened his body.
Krista chuckled, waving her sai's as she began pacing. "Much has changed since we last encountered each other. You'll soon discover what else has" Krista taunted.
Lucian's gaze intensified, he slowly held his right hand parallel to his body. With a snort, his injuries began to heal within seconds as the skin muscle and fur returned to normal as steam slowly hissed from his body causing Krista to look on in mild curiosity.
"By the Salvatore name, I will destroy you" Lucian uttered then roared as he charged.
Meanwhile...
Nero shouted, outstretching the Devil Bringer arm to several times its normal size as the spectral shape snatched Tristan into the air. Smashing him down three times Nero then tossed him to the ground where he rolled to a stop, slowly standing to his feet only to collapse to his knees. Huffing and panting, Tristan was covered in bruises and lacerations as he wiped blood from his mouth.
"This...this can't be! We're supposed to be winning not them!" Tristan said, exiting his devil trigger state as he returned to normal. Nero's burning red eyes intensified. In his left hand he wielded Red Queen, in his right, the Yamato as both blades were held tightly. Nero shouted, revving the Red Queen and sprinting forward. Tristan tried parrying with his double bladed sword only to have it struck from him as Nero slashed several times before kicking him away.
Tristan cursed in anger and pain. "I will not be defeated here! You will die by my hands!" Tristan shouted raising both palms overhead. He concentrated, gathering bright golden energy into a massive orb as he prepared to attack.
The attack never finished. Nero responded by dashing forward with a remarkable burst of speed, taking the Devil Bringer arm and punching a hole clean through Tristan's stomach, imapling him with terrible force.
Tristan howled, spitting up copious amounts of blood as his bellowed in terrible pain. Nero held the embrace, his left fist balled tightly at his waist, his right foot planted firmly as he removed his hand causing Tristan to stagger back as blood oozed to the floor. Tristan tried one final attack, holding both his palms out as he concentrated.
"You FOOL! Any last words before you die!?" Tristan shouted watching as Nero reformed the Yamato in his right hand. He took his left hand, revving the Red Queen to maximum energy and power as he began sprinting forward.
"Actually, Tristan there is one thing I can think of" Nero said. Tristan shouted, preparing to fire. Nero shouted, the devil's spectral form howling as it hovered above, growing in size. Nero crossed both his sword in an X formation, slashing forward with fierce power and unelashing a blast of tremendous power, colliding with Tristana s his body was routinely eviscerated causing a amssive explosion. Tristan's howls of agony echoed as the blast dissipated and Nero stood there, both swords outstretched as he panted.
"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust" Nero said waving his swords and exiting his devil trigger form.
Alucard seemed to fair just as well against Rein who continued cutting and blasting Alucard with massive bolts of lightning. Rein hollered as he threw two bolts, Alucard skillfully dodging and laughing each time as he did so. Rein concentrated, gathering a massive electrical discharge into his right palm and fired as Alucard was blasted away. Alucard however instantly began reforming, however this transformation took a drastic and frightening turn. Masses of black shadows twitched and encircled Alucard as his body reformed amidst the darkness. He continued growing in mass and volume, growing taller and taller. Dozens of eyes sprouted from the darkness as Alucard's chilling laughter caused Rein to stare in terror.
'What...what kind of monster is this?!" Rein shouted rbacing for an attack only to find his legs unable to move. A swarm of shadows held them in place as Rein began charging lightning intending to blow them away. He looked back up to see Alucard amidst the swarm of shadows, holding his massive pistols as he fired several times blowing off Rein's legs as his opponent cried out in tremendous pain.
"Don't whine so much! Get up and attack me!" Alucard said jumping out from the mass of shadows and holding his guns lowly. He then shot Rein's left arm clean off as Rein howled in pain. Alucard grabbed him by the throat, lifting him up as Rein's wounds bled out profusely. With a twisted and cruel smirk, Alucard then said "Fight's over. I must thank you for being a rather interesting source of entertainment. Farewell, Rein" and with that Alucard savagely bit into Rein's neck, nearly decapitating him in the process as he drank whole mouthfuls of his blood while his shadows devoured Rein's body.
Meanwhile, Seth continued struggling against Rashkor's new transformation. He shouted, dodging a kick as he tucked and rolled under the Beast Tamer who responded by tackling him into the side of a van before tossing him aside where he rolled several feet to a stop. Seth struggled to his feet, catching Rashkor's foot and delivering a savage uppercut to his chin. Rashkor grinned, snickering before head butting Seth and kicking him away.
"Give it up Seth! You don't have to suffer anymore! Just roll over and die, like any good dog and you're torment will end!" Rashkor shouted pointing a finger at Seth just as he stood to his feet, clutching his ribs and spitting out blood. Seth prepared to answer when Seras spread forward, tearing into Rashkor and causing him to howl as she bit into his neck before knocking him aside.
Seras' crimson eyes glowed brightly as she sprinted forward. Rashkor responded by swiping as she was knocked to the floor. Rashkor tried stomping her only for Seras to jump back to her feet. She watched in surprise as his fist sailed across intending to pound her. Seras then watched as Seth instantly appeared in front, catching Rashkor's fist.
"What?!" Rashkor shouted watching as Seth squeezed tightly. He took his leg, kicking Rashkor with tremendous force and sending him smashing into thrugh a crumbling building. Panting, Seth shook his head and started walking forward.
"Seth no, you don't have to fight him alone. We're here, as a team" Seras said watching as Nero walked over clutching his shoulder. Nero pulled out Blue Rose and took aim only for Seth to halt him as well. He took Seras' hands into his own and stared into her eyes.
"Seras, my family was wiped out because of that bastard. I have to do this. My mother sacrificed her life to protect me, and she did it also to protect our legacy. We failed in keeping Theokoles in his grave, but I won't fail in restoring the honor of my clan. Please, I have to do this" Seth said very gently.
Nero said nothing, just staring as he watched Sera's changing expression as she softened.
'But Seth, what if you lose? What if he's too strong for you to handle? What if-"
Seras was cut off when Seth leaned and kissed her, right on the lips. Seras blinked several times and then felt her eyes close as she melted in the warmth of his kiss. Seth gently pulled her body closer to his own, holding her by the waist as he deepened the kiss. Seras held him by the face, turning her own as she shuddered.
Seth ended the kiss, holding his face just inches from her own as they both slowly opened their eyes.
A loud bang forced them to turn as Rashkor jumped from where he landed. Growling he bellowed once and pointed at Seth, snickering.
"Good bye, Seras Victoria" Seth said slowly turning from her after giving her one final kiss.
Nero and Seras watched as Seth slowly walked forward before pausing. He closed his eyes, leaning his head back.
"My clan was unique in that we were not just Shapeshifters. For centuries our kind existed peacefully with Werewolves. And then, the two races came together in celebration, on the day I was born" Seth said. Seras's eyes widened, as did Nero's.
Seth closed his eyes, slowly opening them. His once forest green eyes were now a bright and vivid golden amber color as his scelra began turning cherry red. Seth grunted, paused, and gave a savage mighty and feral howl that echoed for miles. Seth's body violently jerked as he lurched forward, collapsing to his knees as he grunted and strained.
Rashkor watched with genuine interest, what was happening now?
Seth chuckled several times before a deep snarl escaped his mouth. His teeth began sharpening, growing in size as his fangs elongated. Seth began ripping and shredding through his clothes as they tore and fell apart like rags. His muscle mass began doubling, more profound and toned as they rippled beneath his skin. Seth stood to two feet; growing in size, continuing to increase. Dark brown fur began jetting all over his body, his nails turning to razor sharp talons colored black as his muscle mass continued expanding. Seth began grunting, snapping his jaws. His jaw forming into a lupine snout, his ears becoming cropped and pointed as they stood up straight. A mass of fur began sprouting around his neck and shoulders forming a black colored mane. Seth's transformation continued; he formed a very long prehensile tail, resembling a monkey's. It coiled around him as he wagged it several times. Black stripes began to form on his body, covering his body like a tiger's. His snout shrank, now resembling more of a bear's with heavy and deep jaw muscles working as he continued growling and snarling.
Seth's transformation ended as he now stood a staggering 13 feet tall, heavy rounded muscles rippiling beneath the black striped dark brown colored fur covering his body. His mane rustled as he snorted, steam escaping his nostrils as they flared. His eyes stared directly at Rashkor who looked on, a mix of fear and disbelief.
"What...what is this...transformation? What has he become?" Rashkor said with his eyes widening. Seras took a cautious step forward.
"Seth?" she said.
Seth responded by smashing the ground with his fist, causing the floor to rumble as it cracked from the sheer power. He leaned back and roared with terrible ferocity as the wind picked up. Wasting no time, Seth roared again and sprinted for Rashkor on all fours. The ground cracked from his every step and rumbled intensely. Seth continued roaring just as he reached the Beast Tamer and smashed into him with unbelievable power.
Rashkor and Seth began a vicious fight. Seth taking his massive claws, swiping and cutting Rashkor across his body and forming vicious and savage wounds. Rashkor reached for his axes, swinging once and managing to completely slice off Seth's right hand.
Seth barely flinched, even as blood pooled out. leaning to full height, his chest rippled as he held his arm out. In seconds his hand fully regenerated as he rotated it several times and snapped his jaws.
"What the hell is he?!" Rashkor shouted as Seth roared and slashed him across the torso causing deep gashes as Rashkor hollered and dropped to his knees.
Seth roared again, smashing Rashkor with his foot and beating him down relentlessly. He smacked Rashkor into the floor abd slashing and managing to slice off his arm as Rashkor howled in agony. Crawling away, Rashkor spat up blood as he tried begging.
"Please...Seth...have mercy!" he pleaded. His pleas went unanswered as Seth growled, reaching for the Beast Tamer's own axe.
Seth roared and stabbed Rashkor through the gut with it before jamming the blade into his neck. Seth roared a final time before raising his right paw. With a snort his fangs and teeth bared as Rashkor looked on in fear.
"For the murder of my mother Fiona, for my clansmen, die, Beast Tamer!"
Seth swiped, decapitating Rashkor and roaring in the process as his head sailed into the air before falling to the floor. It was over, the Beast Tamer, had fallen.
Across the city...
"1 2 3! 1 2 3! 1 2 3...HAHA HOT DAMN!" Jason shouted excitedly and balled his fist. He had just won, for the third time in a row against Dante and his brothers in a game of rock paper scissors.
His prize; the right to fight against Mugetsu uninterrupted. Jacob swore and spat as he adjusted his cap. Ramone simply twitched a brow in annoyance while Dante sucked his teeth and folded his arms watching as Jason slowly approached the robed figure.
Grinning, Jason's fangs lengthened, as did his claws. "Jason, take caution my brother. There is something...unatural about him. I can smell it" Ramone stated growing concerned at Mugetsu's odd behavior.
Jason dismissively waved his hand. "Don't worry about it big bro. This chump thinks he can tangle with the Salvatore brothers? Hehe we'll see about that!"
Ramone prepared to speak when he noticed Dante and Jacob take up defensive position behind him. "Bro, we got company. Good, anything less and I would start to get bored. And you know what happens when I get bored" Jacob said in a sadistic tone as he smirked. Dante casually reached for Rebellion as Ramone turned to view their new opponents. He then frowned upon recognizing them.
"Not these assholes"
Six robed and masked figures stood before the trio, not moving an inch. The lead figure slowly walked forward, tossing off her robe and removing the mask.
"Son of Sparda. Salvatores. His greatness, his majesty has asked we keep ourselves entertained, by destroying you lot" she said with a toss of her cinammon brown hair. Her hazel eyes scanning from Dante to Ramone and back again. She was dressed in form fitting black pants, a long sleeved white shirt tucked into her pants with a knee length sleeveless black coat.
"Damn, she's pretty hot. Bro you GOTTA let me take this bitch on!" Jacob proclaimed stepping forward. "You Salvatore's sure are greedy..." Dante mumbled.
Jacob pointed, "What's your name?" he asked the woman.
"I am Venus" she said, then gestured to her companions whom responded.
"Saturn" said the tallest man as he bobbed his head.
"Jupiter"
"Mercury"
"Minerva"
"Diana"
"Venus, well then, would you care to dance?" Jacob said lowering and flexing his hands, his claws lengthening. Jacob gave a howl and sprinted forward, beginning his duel with Venus.
Sion continued his duel with Rogue as the leader of the Reaper Horde howled and waved his sword. Sion parried with Oblivion, slashing several times as they dashed around the city streets.
Sion jammed Oblivion into the ground, shouted and initiated the transformation into his Restrained Devil Trigger form as red energy pulsed around him.
Rogue snorted, grabbing his sword and charging forward slashing with vicious intensity. Rogue gave a grunt as he spun, slashing Sion across the body before slashing for his face. Sion parried, taking Oblivion and attacking with great ferocity.
Rogue at one point imapled Sion through the stomach as the latter spat up blood. Rogue snorted and lifted him into the air, holding his blade steady as he hissed. Sion gave a mighty shout and removed himself as he kicked the massive behemoth across the face and sent him crashing across the ground as Rogue gave a cry of pain.
Huffing, Sion gave another long howl as he body heaved and his transformation kicked up a notch as the wind picked up, electricity sparking and cracking around his body as his fangs grew and he gave a savage and inhuman growl, slowly turning to stare as Rogue staggered to his feet.
Dante watched, stunned by the tremendous increase in power Sion was generating as he watched his ally charge Rogue.
"Damn, maybe that whole Hundred Killer bit was the real deal..." Dante said tapping Rebellion.
Sion glared with a fierce indignation as he pointed to Rogue.
"Come on...this is where you DIE!" he shouted charging forward.
Elsewhere...
"COME ON MOTHERFUCKER!" Dutch shouted jamming the mouth of his rifle into the vampires mouth, pressing the trigger as he unloaded the full clip into the beasts head blowing it clean off.
Dexter paused to reload, jamming a fresh clip into his gun before looking up down the street. He frowned, watching as another wave of vampires marched toward them.
And they were not alone.
An enormous contingent of Reapers trudged down the street, in a phalanx formation, their massive metal shields held steady as they gave a howl and began swinging their flails.
'Damn it! Reapers coming in hot!" Dexter shouted sprinting up the street. Five soldiers took flank positions and immediately opened fire, but their weapons could not penetrate the shields of the Reapers who then sprinted forward directly into the onslaught of bullets.
Rosette stood up straight from her post. Grabbing her bow she jumped down, using the bow to slide down the beam as she reached the street level. Jumping down, Rosette landed atop a Ghoul as she rolled off. Quickly jumping to her feet, two Ghouls attacks. Rosette used her bow as a makeshift staff, batting and aprrying their attacks. She kicked one away, dodging to the side as the second swiped at her. Rosette grabbed an arrow, stabbing the beast through the brain before loading the bow and firing it straight through the head. She turned, quickly firing on the first Ghouls as both howled, crumbling away from the blessed arrows.
Rosette began shooting at any vampire or Ghoul in sight, using her remarkable speed and accuracy with the bow to shoot at targets of varying distances.
Vladimir sliced a vampire in half, turning to meet the coming Reaper horde. He raised his sword, holding it tightly with both hands in a salute as he slowly walked forward. Toshio was instantly by his side, as was Renji as the three brothers met their attackers.
A Reaper swung its fail, bellowing as it swiped at Vladimir only for him to roll and evade. He swung the blade, cutting off its arm before stabbing it through the heart as it howled in pain.
"Guys, there's too many! Get out quick or you'll be overwhelmed" a soldier said only to smashed into gory bits by a Reaper who howled.
The fighting came to a breaking point when Dexter, Rosette, Dutch, Vladimir, Renji, Toshio and several others were standing back to back, watching as vampires and Reapers alike slowly closed in.
"Any ideas?" Rosette asked loading her bow, keeping it low as she began to take aim. Vladimir grit his teeth, holding his blade steady.
"Hold on a second!" a mysterious voice echoed. The group froze; scanning the area to find the source.
"Up here!"
They looked up, to see, much to their shock four figures floating some fifty feet above the ground.
"Who the hell is that?" Vladimir asked clutching his blade tighter. Dexter however soon recognized their new guests.
"About damn time. But I gotta say; I was happier when Raskos showed up" he said as everyone turned to him.
"Hmph, whatever. Look just be glad we came. We heard Klaus has shown himself here and we owe that son of a bitch a ripe thrashing" the lead figure stated.
Dexter continued staring up at the four figures. The lead one, gazing down with intensity first at the surrounding enemies then to Dexter's group.
He was dressed in loose black pants tucked into black boots. He had on a black short sleeved shirt. His pants were secured by a black belt with a steel buckle, the buckle featuring the design of a wolf. Over his shirt he wore thick chain link armor with plated shoulder pads. Across his shoulders and back was a long flowing cape colored deep midnight blue with a black interior. He had dark colored skin and wore a black face mask covering his nose and mouth and the lower portion of his face.
The leader snorted once and signaled to the others beside him.
"Well, we're here. Who's ready to kill?" he asked with a sadistic chuckle.
His comrades likewise doing the same as the wind picked up.
"Dexter...are they.."
"Yes" he answered. Rosette's eyes widened; "Jesus Dexter, THEM?"
"Who the hell are they?" Toshio asked, cautiously reaching for his throwing knives.
"The most savage and feared criminals of the Demon World. The only group who could match up to the brutality and rampage of the Salvatore Brothers..." Dexter said closing his eyes and slowly reopening them.
"The Black Hand"
Lastly...
Theokoles walked down along 8th avenue, near 86th street. All around him were the numerous dead bodies of his recent kill. having been given the go by Klaus, the Harbinger of Death did not hold back. He killed without hesitation. It mattered not, man or woman, boy or girl he did not discriminate.
A contingent of soldiers at once engaged him, with a few brutal attacks he utterly decimated them, stringing their blood along the streets.
"These fools, taking up arms against omnipotence. I am the Shadow of Hell, the God of Demon, the Bringer of Pestilence, the Despair. These simple creatures think they stand a chance against Theokoles? Let them keep coming, I will stain the streets with their corpses, feast on their flesh and dance down a path of their blood" Theokoles said, his eyes flashing as he clenched his right fist. Shadows began growing at his feet.
Theokoles prepared to make his next move when he came to an odd site some 20 feet ahead. A single figure lurched over dozens of bodies, ones Theokoles had not killed.
Further inspection showed it to be a vampire of sorts, feasting on the rivers of blood from the dead corpses. The vampire stood to full height, blood staining his lips as he hissed and slowly turned to face Theokoles who raised his brow in curiosity.
The vampire was dressed in a black straight jacket like outfit, his long black hair flowing to his knees and his crimson eyes flashing. Pointing a finger, the vampire grinned sadistically as he then spoke, in a velvety and cool voice the likes of which rivavled even Theokoles himself.
"My name is Alucard. Are you Theokoles, the Shadow of Hell? The Harbinger of Death? The demon no living man or woman can kill?"
Theokoles responded to Alucard's inquiry. He narrowed his eyes and seemed to frown. And then, a very small and wicked smirk crept to his lips as his eyes exuded a powerful and monstrous hatred like something from the depths of Hell.
And then, he smiled, that cruel and awful wicked smile of his. This would be fun.
End Chapter
Next chapter coming soon! BIG FIGHTS ARE COMING!
Does Alucard, the monster of the Hellsing family have the power to silence the Shadow of Death? Will the Black Hand aid in the fight against Klaus? Have the Salvatore's finally bitten off more than they can chew? Find out next chapter!