Of Angels and Vampires (R)
Fal's Note: Well this is my first time of posting one of my stories on this forum, I'm a little nervous on how you people will accept this and what you'll think. I wrote this story because I had wanted it to be different from the other stories and since it's an Alternative Universe it was a little difficult for me to get some reviews. The other reason why I wrote this is because I love the whole Vampire Mythology and since a lot of Asian Vampires are featured in this a lot of the info comes from Vampire Princess Miyu and/or from my own ideas of how they live their way of life.
I had gotten inspirations for writing this story from Vampire Princess Miyu, Blade (the Wesley Snipes movie), Ah! My Goddess, and Escaflowne. So I'm hoping I'll get some acceptance for writing this story because I'm working really hard on it. Mainly on the Eldershipping part, it leans more towards them than any other shipping I have in this story. So please review! Thanks! ^_^
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Of Angels and Vampires
Prologue: The Gathering and the Unexpected Welcome
Disclaimer: I don’t Pocket Monsters or any of its characters; they all belong to Satoshi Tajiri and the only things I own are my own characters. So don’t sue me people.
A/N: Well this is my first eldershipping fic and I was inspired to write this when the word 'vampire' popped into my head. So this is basically a fusion of Vampire Princess Miyu, Oh! My Goddess, and Blade the movie. Please R+R and you’ll get a cookie.
Oh, yeah, and here’s some Japanese words and names that are being used in the story.
Shurii = Spencer Hale
Sasaki = Giovanni
Takeshi = Brock
Shigeru = Gary
Satoshi = Ash
Kasumi = Misty
Yukinari Okido = Samuel Oak
Hanako = Delia
And a bunch of others I can’t name off the top of my head. ^^;;
Nigousan = Mistress
Kougeki = Attack
And that’s pretty much all I can think of for now.
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Tokyo, Japan
~ Downtown ~
1990
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It was going to be another year that a special event was going to happen, an event that all the people of the Japanese Vampires would never forget. And this was the year that happens once every ten years--the gathering of the vampires. There are no vampires from the west, but the vampires all over Japan and the east gather here in the large city of Tokyo to discuss reawakening the mistress of the vampires. The mistress had died thousands of years ago, and now they were in search of her reincarnation. They try to accomplish the task, but many times have they failed. To search for the Mistress of the Vampires, they must do it soon and fast, for their world was dying slowly, and almost each day they have died an unknown death.
One of the vampires were walking down the street one night after preying on its victim and was suddenly attacked by a warrior dressed in white who had large silken white wings. Soon after that, the vampires were on alert. Many tried fighting off this mysterious enemy but had died before striking first. Later the vampires found out that their enemies were their enemies from the past; they had thought that the enemies had died out years ago, but they were actually still alive. Of course, their leader did not know, nor did anyone else, but sooner or later their world was about to vanish quickly.
A man was walking down the street with a woman with wavy lavender hair and golden amber eyes. She was leaning on him. She squeezed his hand tightly. They would soon arrive at her apartment, and soon enough he would have to leave.
She gazed up at him and smiled. "Do you really have to go? It’s only nine o’clock, dear, why don’t you come up and talk to me... because on nights like these I get a little lonely," she said to him.
The man had gray hair and brown eyes. He sighed and shook his head. "I’m sorry, I can’t, honey," he said. The lavender-haired woman gave him a disappointed expression. "I have some business to attend to at my office. If I don’t get it done tonight, then how am I going to get my monthly paycheck, huh?" he said.
She rolled her eyes and stopped at the door to the building where her apartment was located. "It’s a fucking Friday night! You want to do some work on a night like this and not spend time with the one you love?" she spat.
The man stepped away from her and said, "Hey, I make you happy, don’t I? I spend a lot of time with you, and you’re getting mad at me just because I won’t spend the night with you? Please, just let me have my time to myself. I’ll come to your place tomorrow, alright?" He brushed her bangs out of her face and smiled at her, then bent down and kissed her for a long moment before pulling away from her.
She sighed and gave no angry or disappointed look on her face, for she knew there would always be other times for them to spend together. She pulled the door open and glanced behind her shoulder at the handsome man who was watching her go. "You will come tomorrow night, won’t you?" she asked.
The man nodded. "Of course. I’ll be there at eight o’clock if you like."
She shrugged and gave him a half smile. "Sounds good to me. Good night, Yukinari," she said, giving one last look at him.
"Good night, Yumiko," he said. She shut the door behind her, walking up the stairs.
He sighed and walked down the street. He lied about going to his office, but why in the hell would he want to go to his office at an ungodly hour on a day like this? He had a meeting to attend, and the place he was heading for was not too far from Yumiko’s apartment.
He walked a few blocks and turned a corner. There stood the high and tall building, the Tokyo Tower. That was where he had to go for his "meeting," and it was about to start soon at nine-thirty. As he rode the elevator up to the top and stepped out, there was already a large crowd of men who had sat around and stood waiting for the last one to come.
A man with short brown hair and brown eyes rose from his seat and bowed and as did everyone else. "Welcome, Yukinari-sama," said the man.
Yukinari waved his hand and told everyone to take their seats. They had the seats arranged into a circle for the warriors of the "Ketsueki Karyuudo," or "Blood Hunters," army, and they were seated near their leader, Yukinari Okido. The rest of the vampires were seated in rows. Some were in training, while the others were just first class warriors. Their race had formed an army of vampires that was known as the "Blood Hunters" thousands of years ago.
Yukinari waved his hand over his face, and soon enough his brown eyes changed to a keen ruby red color. "Tonight is yet another gathering for our race. Tonight we take the forsaken and make them our own kind," he said. The men said nothing while their leader was speaking.
A man with gray hair and brown eyes rose from his seat. "Sir," he began.
Yukinari looked towards the man’s direction and saw it was Shurii, one of his warriors close to him and his close friend. "Yes, Shurii?" he asked.
Shurii bowed. "Sorry to interrupt you sir, but I may I ask how we are going to find Suzumi-nigousan? We have talked about her every so often, and since there are no women in our race, why can’t we find her and repopulate?" he questioned.
There were murmurs and small talk among the crowd. Yukinari gave Shurii a puzzled look as if he did not know. "I’m glad you asked, Shurii," he said. Everyone went silent. "As your leader, I do not know how we will be able to find Suzumi, but one way or another we will find her. And I will tell you that there is another way for us to have female vampires among our race--we can prey on the women of Tokyo."
When he had spoken, Sasaki too rose from his seat standing next to Shurii. "But Yukinari-sama, what about the enemies that have been killing off our men? How will we deal with them and try to find Suzumi-nigousan at the same time?" Sasaki asked.
"We won’t deal with the enemies," he said. All the men gave him a confused expression.
"If we want to find the reincarnation of Suzumi-nigousan, we will have to search for her during the day. By night, we shall meet here and give any word or information if we have found her," he said.
There was a long haul of silence in the large room, and Shurii sighed. Sasaki sat down again to say nothing more. He was lost in thought about how to find the reincarnation of Suzumi-nigousan and to fight his enemies.
Outside the Tokyo Tower stood a woman with a white sleeveless top and purple bottomed dress. She wore a gold helmet and gold breastplate that went over her white top. She held a golden rod with a ruby diamond with wings on the top of it. She stood in the air with her white silky wings spread out. Standing a few feet away from the glass window, she could see that the gathering of the vampires had been going on for quite a while. Soon they could make their move.
She waved her rod. "All right, come, everyone. It is almost time," she said softly. A large group of winged warriors appeared behind her. They followed her to hide above the large place where the meeting was being held. The warriors were all obviously female, and they wore armor similar to their leader but with different designs and weapons. Their leader peered down into the window and waved her hand. Glancing behind her shoulder, she said, "Wait for my command when the time is right."
Yukinari could sense an odd feeling in the air. His head jerked up as he stared straight-ahead and looked out the window. He rose from his seat and grabbed his sword. His long black leather robe appeared on him when he stood. Shurii gave him an odd look and stared in his leader’s direction. "What is it, Yukinari-sama?" he questioned.
"Something is out there, I can feel it. It’s near," he whispered. An image of the female leader flashed in his mind, and he gasped. "It's them... they have come!" he yelled.
"Now!" she demanded. Soon enough, the glass window was shattered to pieces when the winged warriors entered. The vampires and the hunters jumped from their seats and withdrew their weapons. The woman with the golden helmet stared straight at Yukinari. Her warriors were going to attack, but she put her hand up telling them to wait.
"The angels of Gaia..." Yukinari whispered. He stared back at the woman.
"Yukinari-sama," shouted the woman across the room. She flew off the ground towards the vampire and landed gently a few feet away from him.
"Hanako! What an unexpected surprise!" he said with a smile. The woman glared at the vampire. "What brings you here to interrupt my gathering with my men?" he questioned.
"You know damn well why we’re here," she spat, forming her rod into a golden sword and pointing it in his face.
Yukinari gave her a devilish smile. "Do I?" he mused. "Are you here to befriend us, or stop us and chop off our heads and get it over and done with?"
The woman’s eyes narrowed, and her lips curved into a wicked smile. "My, my, my. After you and I being enemies for a thousand years, you know our plan very well."
The man laughed. "Of course I do. You and the rest of your kind are the same." Yukinari encircled Hanako, walking around her and examining her figure and armor. "Always trying to kill my men and having my kind become extinct. It’s difficult for us to accomplish things when we have so few of my blood hunters left." He pointed his index finger down at the ten hunters that stood, waiting for his command to attack.
"And yet here we are, still trying to kill one another for being longtime enemies. You’re still trying to get rid of us. Goodness, Hanako, when will you and your armies ever surrender? And what about other races that are more dangerous than we are? Are there any more monsters out there that are harmful to the human race?" he asked.
He stopped and moved close to her. He whispered in her ear, "Why don’t you give us a break and let us do our part in this world? That’s why we were created."
Hanako did not move, but stood rooted in her spot. "You vampires were created to prey on humans. The angels of Gaia were created to protect the humans from blood sucking bastards like you, Yukinari!" she snapped.
The vampire smiled. Walking back to his former spot, he looked down upon her, and his hand brushed upon her cheek. "I love your attitude and everything about you, Hanako. Even though you’re one good looking woman, you're also a bitch, but..."
He paused for a moment, looked over her, and saw that the vampires and angels were waiting for their leaders’ command. He looked down at her again and continued. "You are incredibly beautiful, and I sure as hell would like to fuck you, but since you hate me for being a vampire and taking the damned innocents’ lives... we’ll just have to settle this once and for all, eh?"
He cupped her chin and brought his face close to her face, but she immediately pushed him down and pointed her sword in his face again. She glanced over her shoulder and shouted, "Kougeki!" Right then and there all hell broke loose.
Yukinari pushed her off and grabbed his sword. With clinging and clanging, the duel between the Angel and the Vampire began.
The hunters and vampires were fighting against the angels with whatever they could use, magic and weapons. Of course, the angels too had known the arts of magic and had used spears, rods, swords, and bows and arrows. One by one, the vampires dropped to the ground dead with arrows and sharp objects stabbed through their hearts. One of the angels had a bow and arrow. She stood on a table and began shooting at the vampires, aiming at their chest and going straight through to their beating hearts. She had light blue hair and deep blue eyes, and she was highly skilled in using the bow. After shooting more than twenty-five men, she leaped down the table, grabbed her dagger, and stabbed any vampire that stood in her way. Helping her allies, she paused and took a quick glance at her leader, who was fighting against the vampire.
Hanako fell on the floor. Yukinari lunged forward, but she moved quickly out of the way and appeared behind him, grabbing the end of his long black cape. She jerked him forward, slicing his right eye clear up to his forehead. He screamed in pain and fell backwards, trying to cover his eye with his freehand.
Hanako stepped back and stood when ready if he tried to attack her. But he didn’t. He lay in an odd position and wiped his right eye while the blood gushed down right side of his face. He now had one eye. He glared at her intently, with rage welling up inside him. "Bitch..." he cursed. He stood up with the support of his sword and put his bloody hand down. Hanako showed no reaction to the horrifying sight of him having a bloody cut eye and the blood streaming down his face.
Yukinari gritted his teeth, showing his sharp fangs. He moved closer to her and swung his sword at her, but she moved before it could hit her. She shook her head and turned towards the chaotic battle that was going on behind her and the vampire.
She ordered her winged warriors to stop, and they did. They fled, flying out the broken window and leaving the vampires that were injured or dead. A purple hole appeared before the large Tokyo Tower, and the angels disappeared.
Hanako was about to go, but she turned and glanced down at Yukinari, who had stumbled over to the ground lying on his back in his own pool of blood, while blood continued to stream down his face. He sat up and stared at Hanako for a long moment, then smiled at her. "That’s it? You’re just going to leave me with a battle scar and flee? And here I thought you were going to kill me. I’m surprised, Hanako," he said.
The woman shook her head. "I was going to, but I thought I would leave you in your embarrassment, showing your men that were attacked by an angel of Gaia," she said. Her sword formed back into a golden rod.
Yukinari threw his head back and laughed. "Embarrassment? HA!" he mocked. "That’s bullshit, woman! My men respect and honor me as a father! Do you think they’ll disrespect me and show me no honor when they see you beat me? I think not."
Hanako scoffed and lifted herself off the ground. "Until we meet again, Yukinari," she said. She flew out the window and into the purple hole. In a white flash, the hole was gone.
Yukinari plopped back with his arms spread out; he stared up at the ceiling and laughed like a mad man.
Shurii looked over at his leader and ran to where he was lying. He gasped at the sight of his leader’s injury. "Yukinari-sama! Are you all right?" he questioned, kneeling beside him.
Yukinari stopped and stared at Shurii. "I feel fine, even though I got a scar from that damned woman. But let me tell you this--she is one hell of a woman... good looking, wouldn’t you say, Shurii?"
"Yes, Yukinari-sama, indeed she is... but you’re injured, and half of the men are lying on the floor dead. So we need to do something about this," he said.
"How many are still alive, Shurii?" Yukinari asked.
Shurii gazed among the men that still remained standing and alive. "Only thirty-five, sir. A few of them are injured badly, some just have a few cuts and such, but right now we’re worried about you," Shurii told him.
"Damn," Yukinari cursed. "Over one hundred fifty vampires we had and now we’re down to thirty-five? Those angels must’ve been trained well to kick our ass."
Shurii nodded, tearing a piece of fabric off his shirt to put on Yukinari’s eye. "Yes they must have, sir," he replied, not caring about the angels but for his leader and friend’s life. He wished he would not lose him from an injury like this--at this rate there was already a large pool of blood that surrounded him.
Yukinari sighed deeply as he stood up and sat down in his chair. "There goes our hopes for the future for our race... it went by too quickly and those angels just fled right away. And my beloved Hanako just left me with a scar." The man laughed. "Love hurts."
Shurii smirked at his friend. "I’m surprised you have a love interest in Hanako, sir. She is a tough woman as you have experienced, but she’ll come back. If you try making another move like that again, you’ll end up dead."
"I don’t care if I end up dead by her! All I want is to screw her and kill her!" Yukinari shouted, laughing again.
Shurii said nothing and shook his head; he didn’t see why Yukinari had an interest in Hanako. An angel of Gaia who was the enemy of his race... and here his leader was, falling in love all too quickly.
Fal's Note: Well this is my first time of posting one of my stories on this forum, I'm a little nervous on how you people will accept this and what you'll think. I wrote this story because I had wanted it to be different from the other stories and since it's an Alternative Universe it was a little difficult for me to get some reviews. The other reason why I wrote this is because I love the whole Vampire Mythology and since a lot of Asian Vampires are featured in this a lot of the info comes from Vampire Princess Miyu and/or from my own ideas of how they live their way of life.
I had gotten inspirations for writing this story from Vampire Princess Miyu, Blade (the Wesley Snipes movie), Ah! My Goddess, and Escaflowne. So I'm hoping I'll get some acceptance for writing this story because I'm working really hard on it. Mainly on the Eldershipping part, it leans more towards them than any other shipping I have in this story. So please review! Thanks! ^_^
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Of Angels and Vampires
Prologue: The Gathering and the Unexpected Welcome
Disclaimer: I don’t Pocket Monsters or any of its characters; they all belong to Satoshi Tajiri and the only things I own are my own characters. So don’t sue me people.
A/N: Well this is my first eldershipping fic and I was inspired to write this when the word 'vampire' popped into my head. So this is basically a fusion of Vampire Princess Miyu, Oh! My Goddess, and Blade the movie. Please R+R and you’ll get a cookie.
Oh, yeah, and here’s some Japanese words and names that are being used in the story.
Shurii = Spencer Hale
Sasaki = Giovanni
Takeshi = Brock
Shigeru = Gary
Satoshi = Ash
Kasumi = Misty
Yukinari Okido = Samuel Oak
Hanako = Delia
And a bunch of others I can’t name off the top of my head. ^^;;
Nigousan = Mistress
Kougeki = Attack
And that’s pretty much all I can think of for now.
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Tokyo, Japan
~ Downtown ~
1990
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It was going to be another year that a special event was going to happen, an event that all the people of the Japanese Vampires would never forget. And this was the year that happens once every ten years--the gathering of the vampires. There are no vampires from the west, but the vampires all over Japan and the east gather here in the large city of Tokyo to discuss reawakening the mistress of the vampires. The mistress had died thousands of years ago, and now they were in search of her reincarnation. They try to accomplish the task, but many times have they failed. To search for the Mistress of the Vampires, they must do it soon and fast, for their world was dying slowly, and almost each day they have died an unknown death.
One of the vampires were walking down the street one night after preying on its victim and was suddenly attacked by a warrior dressed in white who had large silken white wings. Soon after that, the vampires were on alert. Many tried fighting off this mysterious enemy but had died before striking first. Later the vampires found out that their enemies were their enemies from the past; they had thought that the enemies had died out years ago, but they were actually still alive. Of course, their leader did not know, nor did anyone else, but sooner or later their world was about to vanish quickly.
A man was walking down the street with a woman with wavy lavender hair and golden amber eyes. She was leaning on him. She squeezed his hand tightly. They would soon arrive at her apartment, and soon enough he would have to leave.
She gazed up at him and smiled. "Do you really have to go? It’s only nine o’clock, dear, why don’t you come up and talk to me... because on nights like these I get a little lonely," she said to him.
The man had gray hair and brown eyes. He sighed and shook his head. "I’m sorry, I can’t, honey," he said. The lavender-haired woman gave him a disappointed expression. "I have some business to attend to at my office. If I don’t get it done tonight, then how am I going to get my monthly paycheck, huh?" he said.
She rolled her eyes and stopped at the door to the building where her apartment was located. "It’s a fucking Friday night! You want to do some work on a night like this and not spend time with the one you love?" she spat.
The man stepped away from her and said, "Hey, I make you happy, don’t I? I spend a lot of time with you, and you’re getting mad at me just because I won’t spend the night with you? Please, just let me have my time to myself. I’ll come to your place tomorrow, alright?" He brushed her bangs out of her face and smiled at her, then bent down and kissed her for a long moment before pulling away from her.
She sighed and gave no angry or disappointed look on her face, for she knew there would always be other times for them to spend together. She pulled the door open and glanced behind her shoulder at the handsome man who was watching her go. "You will come tomorrow night, won’t you?" she asked.
The man nodded. "Of course. I’ll be there at eight o’clock if you like."
She shrugged and gave him a half smile. "Sounds good to me. Good night, Yukinari," she said, giving one last look at him.
"Good night, Yumiko," he said. She shut the door behind her, walking up the stairs.
He sighed and walked down the street. He lied about going to his office, but why in the hell would he want to go to his office at an ungodly hour on a day like this? He had a meeting to attend, and the place he was heading for was not too far from Yumiko’s apartment.
He walked a few blocks and turned a corner. There stood the high and tall building, the Tokyo Tower. That was where he had to go for his "meeting," and it was about to start soon at nine-thirty. As he rode the elevator up to the top and stepped out, there was already a large crowd of men who had sat around and stood waiting for the last one to come.
A man with short brown hair and brown eyes rose from his seat and bowed and as did everyone else. "Welcome, Yukinari-sama," said the man.
Yukinari waved his hand and told everyone to take their seats. They had the seats arranged into a circle for the warriors of the "Ketsueki Karyuudo," or "Blood Hunters," army, and they were seated near their leader, Yukinari Okido. The rest of the vampires were seated in rows. Some were in training, while the others were just first class warriors. Their race had formed an army of vampires that was known as the "Blood Hunters" thousands of years ago.
Yukinari waved his hand over his face, and soon enough his brown eyes changed to a keen ruby red color. "Tonight is yet another gathering for our race. Tonight we take the forsaken and make them our own kind," he said. The men said nothing while their leader was speaking.
A man with gray hair and brown eyes rose from his seat. "Sir," he began.
Yukinari looked towards the man’s direction and saw it was Shurii, one of his warriors close to him and his close friend. "Yes, Shurii?" he asked.
Shurii bowed. "Sorry to interrupt you sir, but I may I ask how we are going to find Suzumi-nigousan? We have talked about her every so often, and since there are no women in our race, why can’t we find her and repopulate?" he questioned.
There were murmurs and small talk among the crowd. Yukinari gave Shurii a puzzled look as if he did not know. "I’m glad you asked, Shurii," he said. Everyone went silent. "As your leader, I do not know how we will be able to find Suzumi, but one way or another we will find her. And I will tell you that there is another way for us to have female vampires among our race--we can prey on the women of Tokyo."
When he had spoken, Sasaki too rose from his seat standing next to Shurii. "But Yukinari-sama, what about the enemies that have been killing off our men? How will we deal with them and try to find Suzumi-nigousan at the same time?" Sasaki asked.
"We won’t deal with the enemies," he said. All the men gave him a confused expression.
"If we want to find the reincarnation of Suzumi-nigousan, we will have to search for her during the day. By night, we shall meet here and give any word or information if we have found her," he said.
There was a long haul of silence in the large room, and Shurii sighed. Sasaki sat down again to say nothing more. He was lost in thought about how to find the reincarnation of Suzumi-nigousan and to fight his enemies.
Outside the Tokyo Tower stood a woman with a white sleeveless top and purple bottomed dress. She wore a gold helmet and gold breastplate that went over her white top. She held a golden rod with a ruby diamond with wings on the top of it. She stood in the air with her white silky wings spread out. Standing a few feet away from the glass window, she could see that the gathering of the vampires had been going on for quite a while. Soon they could make their move.
She waved her rod. "All right, come, everyone. It is almost time," she said softly. A large group of winged warriors appeared behind her. They followed her to hide above the large place where the meeting was being held. The warriors were all obviously female, and they wore armor similar to their leader but with different designs and weapons. Their leader peered down into the window and waved her hand. Glancing behind her shoulder, she said, "Wait for my command when the time is right."
Yukinari could sense an odd feeling in the air. His head jerked up as he stared straight-ahead and looked out the window. He rose from his seat and grabbed his sword. His long black leather robe appeared on him when he stood. Shurii gave him an odd look and stared in his leader’s direction. "What is it, Yukinari-sama?" he questioned.
"Something is out there, I can feel it. It’s near," he whispered. An image of the female leader flashed in his mind, and he gasped. "It's them... they have come!" he yelled.
"Now!" she demanded. Soon enough, the glass window was shattered to pieces when the winged warriors entered. The vampires and the hunters jumped from their seats and withdrew their weapons. The woman with the golden helmet stared straight at Yukinari. Her warriors were going to attack, but she put her hand up telling them to wait.
"The angels of Gaia..." Yukinari whispered. He stared back at the woman.
"Yukinari-sama," shouted the woman across the room. She flew off the ground towards the vampire and landed gently a few feet away from him.
"Hanako! What an unexpected surprise!" he said with a smile. The woman glared at the vampire. "What brings you here to interrupt my gathering with my men?" he questioned.
"You know damn well why we’re here," she spat, forming her rod into a golden sword and pointing it in his face.
Yukinari gave her a devilish smile. "Do I?" he mused. "Are you here to befriend us, or stop us and chop off our heads and get it over and done with?"
The woman’s eyes narrowed, and her lips curved into a wicked smile. "My, my, my. After you and I being enemies for a thousand years, you know our plan very well."
The man laughed. "Of course I do. You and the rest of your kind are the same." Yukinari encircled Hanako, walking around her and examining her figure and armor. "Always trying to kill my men and having my kind become extinct. It’s difficult for us to accomplish things when we have so few of my blood hunters left." He pointed his index finger down at the ten hunters that stood, waiting for his command to attack.
"And yet here we are, still trying to kill one another for being longtime enemies. You’re still trying to get rid of us. Goodness, Hanako, when will you and your armies ever surrender? And what about other races that are more dangerous than we are? Are there any more monsters out there that are harmful to the human race?" he asked.
He stopped and moved close to her. He whispered in her ear, "Why don’t you give us a break and let us do our part in this world? That’s why we were created."
Hanako did not move, but stood rooted in her spot. "You vampires were created to prey on humans. The angels of Gaia were created to protect the humans from blood sucking bastards like you, Yukinari!" she snapped.
The vampire smiled. Walking back to his former spot, he looked down upon her, and his hand brushed upon her cheek. "I love your attitude and everything about you, Hanako. Even though you’re one good looking woman, you're also a bitch, but..."
He paused for a moment, looked over her, and saw that the vampires and angels were waiting for their leaders’ command. He looked down at her again and continued. "You are incredibly beautiful, and I sure as hell would like to fuck you, but since you hate me for being a vampire and taking the damned innocents’ lives... we’ll just have to settle this once and for all, eh?"
He cupped her chin and brought his face close to her face, but she immediately pushed him down and pointed her sword in his face again. She glanced over her shoulder and shouted, "Kougeki!" Right then and there all hell broke loose.
Yukinari pushed her off and grabbed his sword. With clinging and clanging, the duel between the Angel and the Vampire began.
The hunters and vampires were fighting against the angels with whatever they could use, magic and weapons. Of course, the angels too had known the arts of magic and had used spears, rods, swords, and bows and arrows. One by one, the vampires dropped to the ground dead with arrows and sharp objects stabbed through their hearts. One of the angels had a bow and arrow. She stood on a table and began shooting at the vampires, aiming at their chest and going straight through to their beating hearts. She had light blue hair and deep blue eyes, and she was highly skilled in using the bow. After shooting more than twenty-five men, she leaped down the table, grabbed her dagger, and stabbed any vampire that stood in her way. Helping her allies, she paused and took a quick glance at her leader, who was fighting against the vampire.
Hanako fell on the floor. Yukinari lunged forward, but she moved quickly out of the way and appeared behind him, grabbing the end of his long black cape. She jerked him forward, slicing his right eye clear up to his forehead. He screamed in pain and fell backwards, trying to cover his eye with his freehand.
Hanako stepped back and stood when ready if he tried to attack her. But he didn’t. He lay in an odd position and wiped his right eye while the blood gushed down right side of his face. He now had one eye. He glared at her intently, with rage welling up inside him. "Bitch..." he cursed. He stood up with the support of his sword and put his bloody hand down. Hanako showed no reaction to the horrifying sight of him having a bloody cut eye and the blood streaming down his face.
Yukinari gritted his teeth, showing his sharp fangs. He moved closer to her and swung his sword at her, but she moved before it could hit her. She shook her head and turned towards the chaotic battle that was going on behind her and the vampire.
She ordered her winged warriors to stop, and they did. They fled, flying out the broken window and leaving the vampires that were injured or dead. A purple hole appeared before the large Tokyo Tower, and the angels disappeared.
Hanako was about to go, but she turned and glanced down at Yukinari, who had stumbled over to the ground lying on his back in his own pool of blood, while blood continued to stream down his face. He sat up and stared at Hanako for a long moment, then smiled at her. "That’s it? You’re just going to leave me with a battle scar and flee? And here I thought you were going to kill me. I’m surprised, Hanako," he said.
The woman shook her head. "I was going to, but I thought I would leave you in your embarrassment, showing your men that were attacked by an angel of Gaia," she said. Her sword formed back into a golden rod.
Yukinari threw his head back and laughed. "Embarrassment? HA!" he mocked. "That’s bullshit, woman! My men respect and honor me as a father! Do you think they’ll disrespect me and show me no honor when they see you beat me? I think not."
Hanako scoffed and lifted herself off the ground. "Until we meet again, Yukinari," she said. She flew out the window and into the purple hole. In a white flash, the hole was gone.
Yukinari plopped back with his arms spread out; he stared up at the ceiling and laughed like a mad man.
Shurii looked over at his leader and ran to where he was lying. He gasped at the sight of his leader’s injury. "Yukinari-sama! Are you all right?" he questioned, kneeling beside him.
Yukinari stopped and stared at Shurii. "I feel fine, even though I got a scar from that damned woman. But let me tell you this--she is one hell of a woman... good looking, wouldn’t you say, Shurii?"
"Yes, Yukinari-sama, indeed she is... but you’re injured, and half of the men are lying on the floor dead. So we need to do something about this," he said.
"How many are still alive, Shurii?" Yukinari asked.
Shurii gazed among the men that still remained standing and alive. "Only thirty-five, sir. A few of them are injured badly, some just have a few cuts and such, but right now we’re worried about you," Shurii told him.
"Damn," Yukinari cursed. "Over one hundred fifty vampires we had and now we’re down to thirty-five? Those angels must’ve been trained well to kick our ass."
Shurii nodded, tearing a piece of fabric off his shirt to put on Yukinari’s eye. "Yes they must have, sir," he replied, not caring about the angels but for his leader and friend’s life. He wished he would not lose him from an injury like this--at this rate there was already a large pool of blood that surrounded him.
Yukinari sighed deeply as he stood up and sat down in his chair. "There goes our hopes for the future for our race... it went by too quickly and those angels just fled right away. And my beloved Hanako just left me with a scar." The man laughed. "Love hurts."
Shurii smirked at his friend. "I’m surprised you have a love interest in Hanako, sir. She is a tough woman as you have experienced, but she’ll come back. If you try making another move like that again, you’ll end up dead."
"I don’t care if I end up dead by her! All I want is to screw her and kill her!" Yukinari shouted, laughing again.
Shurii said nothing and shook his head; he didn’t see why Yukinari had an interest in Hanako. An angel of Gaia who was the enemy of his race... and here his leader was, falling in love all too quickly.
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