Alright, I want to apologize for taking so long with this

story. I've been working lately and it's been kicking my ass

more than ghost has been doing to the darkstalkers so far.

But worry not. I'm not promising that I'll be making daily

progress but I will start putting in as much as I can to fulfill

my desires to finish this story up. And before the fight

begins, here are the songs I recommend for once it

begins, are Guillotine (Swordz) for the first round and Red

Sun (Metal Gear Rising:Revengeance OST) for the

second round. Now then without further ado, let's continue

this story with GhostGod vs Bishamon!

The Bloodthirsty Samurai vs The

Battle Hungry Ghost! GhostGod vs

Bishamon!

A day after dealing with lord raptor and performing

with felicia, GhostGod was doing his best to lay low

so as to not attract attention to anyone that lived in

the city. That unfortunately did not last long as word

had spread about a mysterious demonic samurai

who's blade soaked the ground and walls with its

victims blood. GhostGod was interested in these

stories and set out to find this "demonic" swordsman

and hopefully put an end to his blood-filled killing

spree. His search for this swordsman took him to a

snowy village at the top of a mountain where ghost

would soon meet the warrior he was looking for.

GhostGod concealed his appearance with a dark brown cloak as he walks

near a group of hunters and sees more of them walking to their peers. Only

these hunters looked…horrified. Almost as if they had just seen a ghost, or

a demon. They were covered in cuts, bruises were missing parts of their

clothing as well. Two of the hunters weren't so lucky however, one was

missing his left hand and leg while the other was missing a finger and an

eye. The eldest of the hunters that was waiting for their peers to return

walked up to one of the hunters that had returned from hunting the

darkstalkers and was the least battle damaged to speak with him, trying to

know more of what had happened in their encounter, while ghostghod

watched from afar keeping his cloak on while listening in.

Hunter: It was a nightmare! I never saw anything like it, tha-that-that sword!

It cut them down and I swore I saw their souls go into the blade! That

samurai is definitely a darkstalker…

Hunter: If so, then we must tread lightly. We cannot let these demons

continue to roam gods earth green earth my child. Come! We must help the

wounded!

The elder and the young hunter took their wounded into a building to see if

there was anything they could do to heal their wounded. The young hunter

however noticed ghostgod leaning on a wall and was going to walk up to

him but a strong gust of wind passed by and debris obscured his vision for

a bit and he looked at where ghostgod was, only to find that no one was

standing there. The young hunter rubbed his eyes for a quick second as if

some debris got in his eyes and wanted to look around for ghostgod again

but the elder instructed him to continue helping him with the wounded

hunters. So he did. Ghostgod on the other hand was staring down at them

from a nearby rooftop while the light of the full moon shined over him, his

silhouette making him look haunting but heroic at the same time, almost

godlike. he stood up ready to go find this "demonic samurai".

GhostGod: heh. Sorry fellas, but I'm about to do your jobs for you. He said

as he turned his body to the direction the wounded hunters came from and

saw a path they made for him to follow A samurai darkstalker with a sword

that has souls in it? This just gets more interesting as I go. Ghost then flew

off following the path the hunters came from, his eyes glowing white with

anticipation as he was ready to see what this one was capable of. (this is

the part where you guys play guillotine swordz)

LATER GHOST FOLLOWED THE HUNTERS TRACKS TO A SNOWY

MOUNTAIN VILLAGE AND LANDED NEXT TO A SMALL HUT THAT

LOOKED ABANDONED. ACTUALLY FOR A MOUNTAIN VILLAGE THAT

RECENTLY WAS IN SIGHT OF BATTLE, THE WHOLE PLACE LOOKED

UNPLEASANTLY ABANDONED. AFTER A FEW MINUTES OF

LOOKING AROUND THE VILLAGE FOR WHERE THIS SWORD

WIELDING SAMURAI DARKSTALKER COULD BE…HE FOUND

NOTHING. NO ONE. NOT EVEN A FOOTPRINT EXCEPT FOR THE

HUNTERS THAT WERE LEADING AWAY FROM THE VILLAGE

INSTEAD OF INTO IT. A LITTLE FRUSTRATED GHOST LANDED IN

THE CENTER OF THE VILLAGE LOOKED AROUND AGAIN.

GhostGod: …What the hell is this?! There's no one even here! Ghost says

then groans I better not have come all the way here for nothing.

Ghost then stood there in silence as the wind blew past him. But in the dark

corners of the village the sound of a sword being unsheathed was heard

and all ghost heard next was

?: Madamada kiri tarime… Chi wo YOKUSE! (I'm not satisfied with

slaying yet… Hand Over YOUR BLOOD!)

With the intent to kill filling his movements, Bishamon lunged at ghostghod

with his sword aimed at his head. But the screaming gave away his stealth

and ghost turned around seeing a being in samurai armor about to cut him

in half, he acted fast and caught the blade with both hands stopping

bishamon's attack in its tracks

GhostGod: …heh. Sharp! Ghost said then tried moving away from the

sword's cutting path so that he could properly go for an attack on

bishamon.

Bishamon pulled the blade back from ghost's palms and tried to cut through

ghosts body and have the blade drench in his blood. But ghost dodged the

sword slashes and cuts and narrowly managed to avoid a slice to his throat

by flipping away from bishamon and getting into his fighting pose.

GhostGod: heh. Quite a way to meet someone new… Ghost said as he

fixed his standing position then looked at bishamon And you are?

Bishamon didn't answer ghost's question. Instead he charged at him again

GhostGod: Dodges sword slashes while talking to bishamon Strong-Silent

type! Gotcha!

ROUND 1

With every slash and stab Bishamon attempted to make his young

opponent bleed and take his ectoplasmic blood as a trophy for his sword.

But his frustration only grew more as ghost kept on his toes and dodged

the blade. Ghost could tell from the look in the swordsman's eye…he'd stop

at nothing to claim his head, but neither would he to claim victory over this

swordsman

GhostGod: Y'know- stops mid sentence to dodge another slash this'd be a

little more interesting-dodges another slash and a stab if you'd start talking!

Talking however would have to wait as ghost moved quickly to kick

bishamon away from him to gain a little breathing space but the kick only

caused bishamon to stagger back a few inches away from ghost.

repositioning himself to his fighting stance bishamon broke the silence and

started talking again.

Bishamon: Shaberi sugida yo! Soko ni tatte shindekudasai! (You talk too

much! Just stand there and die!) bishamon shouted as he positioned

himself to do his karame dama attack. he raised his katana above his head

and threw it into ghosts torso, this caught ghost off guard as he was wide

open not expecting a swordsman like bishamon to throw his weapon at

him.

GhostGod: ARGH! Ghost stumbled back from the blade piercing through

his body but somehow didn't fall to his knees, THAT…THE

BEST-AH-winces in pain-YOU GOT?!green blood dropped from his mouth

and the hole in his body caused by bishamon's sword as he gripped the

blade with his palms trying to pull it out, only to see that it pulled out of his

body by itself and returned to its owner's hands

GhostGod: Ah! He gasped as the blade came out of his torso now that's

something you don't see everyday. He said holding the wound as he stared

healing which got the curiosity of bishamon

Bishamon: Korehanandesuka? Anata wa ningende wa arimasen… (What is

this? You are not human…) bishamon said with curiosity as he saw ghost's

body healing itself and saw the green blood on his blade.

GhostGod: nah…and neither are you! Ghost shouted while charging at the

yokai warrior and going on a full on offense. Delivering blow after blow to

bishamon trying to take him down swiftly, only to see that bishamon

wouldn't go down easily as he thought but that'd be too easy for him

anyway.

HOURS AFTER GHOSTS OFFENSE (now this is the part where you

guys play red sun over paradise

The two fighters stood still in their battle with bishamon in his fighting

stance and ghost in his. Ghost was anxious to keep the battle going but

one false start and he would've suffered another wound from bishamon's

blade. Bishamon was frustrated that this…this stubborn young fighter

would not stay down nor would he let himself be struck down by the blade.

Even when he used his other special attacks, ghost just kept getting up and

standing his ground.

Bishamon: Roars in anger and frustration Naze shinanai nodesu ka?!

Watashi no mae ni taoreru koto wa nanra fumeiyona kotode wa arimasen.

Sore wa tōzen no kotodesu.

(Why won't you die?! There is no dishonor in falling before me. That is

natural.)

GhostGod: pant pant pant You think… that I'm going down… that easy

yokai? Ghost said as he stood on his feet with more of his ectoplasmic

blood dripping from his body. Ghost then took off his mask and revealed his

face to bishamon giving him a battle crazed look on his face and his eyes

as they glew white with anticipation hehehe, no…I'm just getting started!

Bishamon: …hmph.

Sā, kono yarō! (Come on, You bastard!) bishamon

shouted getting back into his fighting stance.

GhostGod: heh! Gets into his fighting stance LET'S ROCK! He said as he

gave bishamon a "bring it on hand gesture".

ROUND 2

Now both fighters were pulling out all of their stops and going all out.

Bishamon getting more and more anxious and desperate to drench his

blade and their battle arena in ghostgod's ectoplasmic blood and Ghostgod

wanting to finally stop bishamon's bloodlust for good, and to claim a victory

against another darkstalker. But with how both fighters were it would only

take a matter of who could outlast the other.

GhostGod: jumps away from an attack from bishamon's and lands on his

feet Ah! Come on! Give me all you got! I want to be satisfied fighting you at

full strength before I take you down!

Bishamon: Anata wa rippana tekideshita. Watashi wa anata no kubi o

meiyo o motte uketori, hokori o motte watashi no kabe ni kakemasu. (You

were a worthy opponent. I will accept your head with honor and hang it on

my wall with pride.)

GhostGod: heh. Come and get my head then, If you can! He says charging

at bishamon and bishamon doing the same with his blade at the ready.

As they charged at each other ghost made the mistake of charging in and

trying to strike first against an opponent with a sword and found himself

getting impaled by bishamon's blade through the torso

GhostGod: grunts

Bishamon: omae wa ore wa iradata se hajime te iru zo

bouya ! (You are

starting to annoy me, boy!) Bishamon shouted as he then pulled away his

sword from ghost's body to then back away and throw his blade into ghosts

chest, then at superhuman blinding speed closes in on ghost and grabs his

blade to slice ghost open from left to right.

Green glowing blood drops to the floor and bishamon sheathes his blade

and ghost falls on the ground presumed dead in bishamon's eyes.

Bishamon: watashi no mae ni taore te mo fumeiyo wa ari mase nichi .sore

wa touzen no koto desu. (There is no dishonor in falling before me. It is

only natural.)

Bishamon then turned to ghost and walked toward his body to claim his

head to only be met with a very unsettling surprise…for him.

GhostGod: …chuckles peekaboo. Blasts a potent ecto beam at bishamon

sending him through a hut and hitting a tree then sees bishamon get up

ready to fight on. Heh. This is a tough one.

As Bishamon got up and raised his blade, ghostgod could hear a voice of

someone. A voice of torment, agony and despair echoed through his ears

as if the voice was coming from the forest him and bishamon were fighting

in…but no one else was around the area. So the only thing that could have

been crying out would've been…

GhostGod: you? ghost said with a confused look on his face as bishamon

pushed toward ghost again with the intent to kill

After what seemed like even more hours in this bloodthirsty bout of

Bishamon trying to drench his sword in ghost's blood and ghost battling to

his heart's content against bishamon, bishamon's opponent now dodged

every swing with humiliating swiftness and precision. But undeterred he

kept attacking, wanting the ghost dead. But as the two reached the edge of

their battle and unironically…a cliff, Ghost made a final daring move and

aimed a punch straight for bishamon's heart. but as he reeled it back,

bishamon sheathed his blade and waited for the right moment to slice off

ghosts arm via the legendary sheathe/slash maneuver. Time slowed down

for both opponents. As ghost's arm drew closer, Bishamon's blade

unsheathed again and aimed to cut off ghost's arm. Ghost may have been

fast, he couldn't have been fast enough to dodge a point black arm cut from

a supernatural enemy…or so bishamon thought as the blade made its cut

up to the air…but slicing nothing. Bishamon then saw ghost swiftly move to

his left and by that point it was already too late. His opponent's fist was

already through his chest…but he wasn't leaking blood, ghost remembered

earlier as he heard a voice call out to him but he and bishamon were the

only ones in the area, so he drew the conclusion that the voice came from

in bishamon's head…or the armor. Ghost with his hands and eyes glowing

an ethereal white then uses his second arm and punched into bishamon's

armor. This caused him to drop his blade and howl in surprise and pain but

the screams didn't last long as they did not come from the armor…but the

man that was wearing it as ghost pulled both away from each other and

tossed both as far from both each other and the cliff as he could. Ghost

then looked at the armor as its howls and screams subsided as it collapsed

onto the ground, almost lifeless. However, Before ghost thought to go up to

it and examine it, he ran up to the man to see if he was ok. Ghost then

checked his vitals and his body for signs of fatality, only to find he wasn't

hurt too badly during their battle thankfully. At the very least this man would

wake up with some bruises on his body, a concussion and a really bad

headache

GhostGod: sighs in relief then looks at the man's unconscious body at least

you're still breathing. He said while holding his right side and wincing then

looked to see more of his ectoplasmic blood coming out as the wound

started to heal itself. He then looked at his hand drenched in his blood, and

then looked at the armor and sword

Whatever that sword's made of…it's capable of leaving this much damage

on me. Looks back at the unconscious man, then back to it the sword and

the armor but his train of thought was interrupted when he heard the bark

of a dog and a woman screaming the man's name in japanese.

With the sword and armor still on the ground and his wounds healing ghost

had to act fast to stay out of sight, there wasn't much he could do with

bishamon…he was starting to come to, so that problem would solve itself.

Bishamon soon woke up with his doggy companion tarou sadly whining

and licking bishamon's face to wake him as his wife orin with all her best

efforts, woke her husband up and tightly hugged him. Meanwhile, ghost

watched over them and was silently pleased to see that bishamon woke up

and was being cared for by his wife.

GhostGod: chuckles while leaning on a boulder At least you have someone

to go home to. As for you he says as he looked down at the armor and

sword he managed to snag before bishamon's wife and dog came I think I

know an antique shop that'll gladly take you in. He said as he went down to

pick up the sword and armor then flew off in the night sky

AND CUT! (no pun intended) That's a wrap on the

bishamon chapter and 3, count 'em THREE!

Darkstalkers. 3 Down and 14 more to go. And don't

worry I have not forgotten about this fanfic guys, I've

just been both busy and lazy, and I am very sorry. Stay

tuned for more of the darkstalkers meeting their new

blood kiddies! Same Halloween styles and same

place! G-H-O-S-T to the G-H-O-D O-U-T!