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!
