Elizabeth moves at supersonic speed, the vampires unable to keep up with her as she rips one of their hands off and pushing him into the Janitor’s corner, pulling the trigger. Nothing happens, forcing her to slash his neck with her fingers. Checking the AutoMag V, she notices it was on Safe. Licking her lips, she puts it into Semi as a gun battle ensues between the SAT and the Vampires. The Operators were tough enough to stand toe to toe with them in ranged battle, but the moment the bloodsuckers got near, their limbs were torn off and their kevlar vest, unable to stop the punch of the walkers of the night.
In the middle of it all, she appears once again. Dual wielding two of the AutoMag Vs, in her eyes, everything is in slow-slow mode. With a pull of a trigger, the Vampire she shot at explodes into a bloody mess. Meanwhile in the eyes of the Operator, the Vampire Queen was performing Akimbo Gun Fu at impossible speeds. Almost hitting some of them as they’re locked in hand to hand combat. One of the Operators was thrown through the elevator window and down to the ground. More dings are heard as the other two elevators arrive, bringing more SAT operators into the floor. Flooding it with heavily armed men going against well dressed and groomed vampires in the tight corridor.
Blood was spilled everywhere that the light bulbs hue turn from yellow to red as its glass is tainted. As fast as the battle started, did it end. With the SAT victorious with the help of the Vampire Queen who was already on the other end, opening the emergency door. Following Ruden’s instructions. She ejects the mag and sees that she was low on ammo. “Alpha Two, hand me that pouch I gave you.” The Operator does as instructed and inside it was a bunch of Six round Mags for her pistols. “Thank you Darling.” they then get ambushed. The doors of the 56th and 57th floors swing open and send some of the Operators down the middle of the staircase and into a splatter down below.
She and her squad tried to help them, but the combat was face to face, hand to hand. The overwhelming power of the Vampires in close combat proved difficult to counter as they smeared the walls red with the bloodied bodies of the kevlar covered officers, but the ones with the shotguns gave them a run. Unable to dodge so many pallets at such a close range in a tight room. “Alpha Two to One! Continue up ahead! We’ll clear these bastards!”, “But-”, “No Buts ma’am! Many of us are ex vets, it’ll take more to kill us! Go!”.
Running to the 58th floor, she suddenly throws the AutoMag V on her left hand to the Squad Leader and the Emergency Door is ripped in half by a massive crimson and black Halberd which the Queen stops before hitting the ground. Grabbing it by the pole, she pushes it unward. The Vampire was unable to stop her overflowing strength and she entered the corridor, quickly punching in the faces of the two Vampires awaiting right on the walls of the door.
Alpha One was right behind her, shooting at the Vampires bold enough to strike her from behind while she was busy ripping apart their friends. With her AutoMag V loaded, she turns around like a ballerina and fires six bullets, all of it hitting six Vampires and the Divine bullets turning them into a bloody mess as they are blessed. The remaining five Vampires make a run for it, but her bloodlust was already on overdrive. Kicking the Halberd to her left hand and skewering the five into the pole. “Hand me one bullet.” The SAT Operator gives her one .50AE engraved with holy symbols and fires it into the survivors. The consecutive explosion of their meat bags paints the corridor red with her and the team continuing back to the emergency staircase.
Passing the 59th floor, she turns around to kick the Squad Leader but it is already too late and his head is turned into mush as a hand punches through the thick fireproof concrete wall. The Operators kevlar helmet did little to stop the punch from completely obliterating his head. But before he falls through the rail, he hands over her pouches full of mags for her pistol before falling down. The remaining members of the team are surprised as she turns into a Bat, flying through the hole made by the hand and inside, they immediately hear thuds. Ignoring the corpse of their Squad Leader, slowly turning into divine dust as he respawns. The Seven operators stack up on the door. “Hello there!” looking to their right, Vampires hanging by the railings attack them.
Inside the door, the Vampire Queen has pushed the man in a black hoodie through five rooms, leaving human shaped holes near its doors. In Front of the elevators, she prepares to rip his legs off but hears shots being fired on the emergency staircase. “Tsk.” she instead grabs him by his sneaker and slaps the man into a wall. Embedding him into the foam inside. Lifting up her skirt gown, she runs back to the staircase and kicks the hardened safety door open. The poor Vampire on the other side got crushed by it. While the man in the hoodie opens the elevator doors and arrives at the 60th. Opening the doors, he is met with an entire lobby full of Vampires in kevlar vests and bulletproof helmets. Wielding Pistols chambered in .50s and .44s.
“Yo.”
“Lord Rackdeimer!”
“The Special Assault Team is on the Fifty Ninth floor. You guys better get there fast.”
Already, he was fully healed after taking so much damage. Fixing his hood and tight jeans, he looks down on his running shoes and sighs at the sight of it full of dust and blood.
“I-is it true they sent the Vampire Queen after us?”
“Hm? Yea, they did. She’s pretty damn powerful too. Couldn’t even react to how fast she was. Can’t believe this is her without drinking blood, kinda OP if you ask me… I also did a number on the Anti Vampire SAT Team, they shouldn’t be a problem now. But their Commander of sorts did kill me with his Katana.”
Realigning his jaw, he walks through the crowd of armed Vampires and to the two oak doors that lead to the massive suite. With marble tiles, porcelain covered pillars and an inhouse pool with a bar with a gold lining and shiny stools. On the other side of it, was the well dressed man in the midnight blue suit. Readying a drink for a lady with red hair that reaches her shoulders in a beige body fit business suit.
“Add as much ice as you can.”
“No prob.”
Turning around to face the man in the hoodie, she reveals her long pointy ears with pale white skin and crimson red eyes.
“Yo Jason.”
“Your crazy plan worked. They’re actually sending in the Vampire Queen.”
“Of course, the UN. As much as they want to tout themselves as smart people, unlike the politicians in our world. They’re just the usual gamer who turned into a leader, they aren’t as bright nor hold the wisdom of the Boomers. They’ll take the easiest route out of a problem, even if it means sending in their most powerful asset into a meat grinder.”
“I don’t know what those people told you, but this has been disappointing. Here I was waiting for a chance to finally rip apart some well armed and well trained people decked out in gear.”
“You’ll have your chance. Check the TV.”
Looking at the 24inch flatscreen TV, the CCTV camera of the courtyard shows a Leopard 2A6 supported by Puma IFVs. Soon, a wave of players in German Flecktarn with UN blue helmets rush inwards to the elevators.
“Ohhhh, they bought lots of armor and men.”
“Don’t mind them, our objective is her.”
“Commando should be doing his part now.”
They then hear shooting and loud thuds outside their suite, then followed by a lot of violent screams. Many begging for their attacker to stop while suppressed shots can be heard finishing off the remnants. Down below on the main lobby, the German players waited for the elevator as others opened the emergency staircase. “LOS! LOS! LOS!” Opening the hardened metal door, the soldiers were met with a Sig Sauer NGSW M250 followed by a grenade launcher, instantly killing multiple players as the rest made a run into the lobby restaurant and took over behind the sofas and chairs.
“WAS ZUM TEUFEL!? BEFEHL! WIR NEHMEN SCHWERES FEUER!”
“What?! Sheisse! Henry!”
“I know, I can see it from here. Its those Black Ops dudes again, fuck! We’ll need everyone here at this point!”
“I got another report, my men in the nearby Church have spawned next to the vampire players and have started opening fire on each other!”
“Eh? You’ve lost that many men already?”
“I’ll get down there myself, we might be battle hardened and experienced, but that doesn’t mean shit to those Operators in black.”
Two kilometers away in an emergency fire exit, the doors swing open and two Operators with one, a Javelin on his back, run to the edge of the building where they have a perfect view of the front yard of Sky Garden’s entrance and the Leopard 2 slowly rolling into the building's main lobby.
In absolute silence and with trained hands, the two men assembled the Javelin with ease and immediately painted the Leopard. “Lock.” with a flick of his finger, the Operator fires the Javelin. Its rocket could be seen visibly arching upwards and then down into the top of the Main Battle Tank, causing a catastrophic explosion. Taking with it the German players trying to find another way to storm the building.
With the MBT gone, the Black Ops soldiers storm out of the basement floor and with a deadeye on all of the players, start popping them with accurate body shots. Stemming the tide almost immediately and preventing any more players from getting into the top floor as a one sided engagement occurs, with the Operators throwing 6.8mm bullets down range and keeping hundreds of players suppressed with controlled bursts as they threw grenades with the initiative they had.
On top, the outside of the Suite is already cleared of all enemies, with the bodies of the player vampires disappearing while the turned natives stayed, including their organs and blood that littered the place.
“Huh, she’s fast… and deadly. Are you sure she hasn’t drank any blood? That hot milf is still awfully powerful.”
“Oh yes. She’s just built differently really.”
“Havannah, are you truly sure about this? No normal vampire can be that fast and deadly without drinking blood. If this is her base power level, then if she gets a hint of blood, her power will be beyond any of us.”
“What? That ancient Boomer isn’t gonna stop me. Unlike her, I know far more and have just recently drank an ample amount of blood..”
“Heh, as usual with that sporadic courage of yours. Alright, Imma go and sleep.”
He goes to the right of the pool, opening the door. He encounters a stack of bodies, all dead and pale white. “Oh fuck the smell! C’mon! Didn’t I and Quince tell you to clean up after your mess?!”
“Hmmm…? I couldn’t find the time. They were fun though, one managed to hit the right spots the entire time.”
“Ah shit, well. Imma go to the second floor. Need my phone and charger.”
“It’s in the drawer! The blue one!”
“Yea yea.”
Soon, they hear knocking on the door. She takes the remote on the counter and changes the CCTV to the one outside the Suite Door. The screen showed a bloody mess, full of dismembered Vampires, some of them turning into divine dust while the rest laid dead. Having their limbs all exploded and the Queen stood holding a black Ammo pouch like a purse and armed with two pistols and behind her are a bunch of SAT Operators drenched in blood and flesh. Their visors and goggles were painted red with blood and adrenaline, visibly running through all of their veins.
“Huh, AutoMag Fives, she got good taste Havannah.”
“And a pretty dress too. Look at how frilly it is, she looks like she came out of a cheesy Medieval Vampire movie about Van Hellsing.”
She turns off the TV and presses a button to automatically open the door. Immediately, the Queen starts walking to her, planning on grabbing her by the neck. But she was stopped by Quince who had his Barrett M82A1 pointed right up her heart. As she was about to swipe it away, Havannah stopped her hand. Elizabeth’s eyes widened.
“It’d be kind of you not to touch my friend's gun?”
A body of an SAT operator falls from the second floor and into the marble tiles. His heavy vest and helmet making a loud thud, then his suppressed M4A1. “Oops! Hey Quince, how did these guys reach the Suite?”
“Sorry! For a bunch of mortals, they fought pretty damn well. I think this is a contignent of the Anti Vampire SAT.”
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Elizabeth then starts pushing Havannah’s grip on her. After moving it a few inches, it stops.
“Now, now. Yo-your pretty damn strong. Ahahaha!”
“Where is it Harlot?”
The Queen's eyes were completely bloodshot and full of anger. The SAT Operators with her moves to the indoor Pool, guns pointed and surrounding the powerful Vampires. More Operators then appear, some of them with visible scratches and even flesh hanging out from their tightened kevlar vest.
“Bravo team!”
“Yea, signing in. Charlie is wiped out and Delta is with us. We haven’t been able to contact the Helicopter Insertion team. The Japanese players are also all dead, only Gaijin SAT like us remained.”
“Jesus, then start coordinating, what’s happening down stairs with all the smoke and fighting?”
“Don’t know, the radio frequency of the German players is a mess. They're all shouting and shit. Whatever their fighting, made them lose unit cohesion in a matter of minutes, and they’re all hardened too.”
Alpha 1-8 just points at the dead SAT operator inside the suite with his lock for the rope hanging out of his belt. “Fuck.” Havannah then looks at them, seeing the lobby to the suite was full of survivors. She lets go of her grip on Elizabeth's hand and sits back down on her stool.
“Ehhhh.. For a bunch of nerds larping as super swats. Aren’t you a lot of valiant fools?”
She grabs her drink on an expensive wine glass. Slowly drinking the red liquid as the SATs look at her with terrified eyes, panting heavily from climbing so many stairs and having to fight their way up. Elizabeth then takes the opportunity to grab her neck, ready to crush it.
“WHERE. IS. IT?”
In protest, Havannah takes another sip and smiles at her. This makes the Queen completely crush her neck, decapitating her almost instantly while Quince just kneels to avoid the blood getting into his suit. “You mad Queen?” already, her head is fully healed.
“Tsk, you harlot! You dare come in My Lord's Chamber, disregard the respect and traditions of the Vampires of Rose, and taint the weapon of my beloved Lord with your whorish hands! I shalt not alloweth this, I will not go home without you on a staked on a pole and paraded through the streets.”
“Geez, you sound like my Mom. Okay, look.” She stands up from her stool and starts walking to the indoor pool, the guns of the SATs closely following her movement as the Queen’s heels echo through the intense silence between the two sides.
“I’ll only ask you this once. I have a thing for women that can kick my ass, slim and stacked too. So, out of mercy and respect. Hand me over your blood. All I need is maybe… a few tons?”
Elizabeth looks around her and at her men. All confused by the offer.
“You dare ask me, the ancient Queen of the Vampires… to give you my sacred blood? Blood that I only gave to my most trusted heralds?”
“Yes. You see, if you can shove it down that pretty blonde head of yours. I want to become more powerful… and I have friends that wish to weaponize that volatile blood of yours. I read the reports from the Kingdom of Rose and the UN. A certain boy from your Kingdom drank your blood and exploded. But… I believe I can take it directly from the source and then empower my people when I synthesize it into something more usable by the common vampire.”
“Hah… hahahaha! HAHAHAHAHAHA!” the Queen with her killer stare breaks down into a hysterical laugh. With her left hand covering her tummy and her right hand, over her head as her maniacal laughter echoes through the floor. “Tha-that’s good. Very good joke. I take it back, you are not a Harlot. But a Clown also!” Calming down, the Queen cleans off some of the blood and flesh that accumulated on her shoulders. With a hand on her hip, she relaxes herself. Her gold eyes returned to its original emerald color.
“May I suggest a counter offer? Even a simpleton like you may understand it. Hand over Hellraiser, and maybe I won’t turn you into a plume of red smoke with these guns and surrender yourselves to my friends over here. Many people wish to know of your friends in black.”
“Oh c’mon. Why not just hand it over? You’ll survive, and I might even give you a position in the new world that will come to Threa.”
“Oy Outworlder… do not mess with this world.”
“Hm?”
“You dare waltz into our world, our dimension from the technological damnation that you’ve cometh and dare dictate us what we should do? To what? Help us? Pssh. I now understand the plight of my Lord. No wonder he loathes his life so much. For you to suggest such a thing often leads to immediate execution in my case. My Lord would be happy to know I killed a filth like you.”
“Filth? You dare call me filth after what you’ve done? Do you think the people of this world would forgive you after what you’ve done? Almost killing a billion humans, elves and demons and enslaving the rest while taking all the pretty and handsome nobles to yourself.” Elizabeth's eyes dilate, her fist clenching so hard some of the SAT operators start backing up from her. “And don’t get me started with all the stories of your promiscuity! The irony of you calling me a… harlot was it? While your husband toiled away making sure your Kingdom didn’t collapse from your world domination and in the end, died defending you. Hmph, of course it's a Simp, you're just another whor-” before she could finish her sentence, the Queen’s fist was right at her nose, caving in her skull from how powerful it was. The shockwave of the punch threw her near the balcony all crumpled up like a toy.
“Oh nice! That’s gotta hurt, you're seeing this Jason?”
“Yea, ahahahah… poor Havannah. Told ya’ her kinks are out of control. I would’ve done my best to weaken the Vampire Queen at this point. We’ve already seen that if anyone’s more insane than Havannah, it's the Queen.”
“Insanity versus Greater Insanity, who do you think will win?”
“Bets on Havannah.”
“Well she got us and we have an entire plan worked up. But One versus One, both full power.”
“Hmmmm… looking at Elizabeth and how she acts and moves, that alone I can say, she’s the stronger one. Also put in the fact that Havannah just drank ten of her pretty boys and yet Elizabeth can still stop her hands without presumably drinking any blood of sorts, yeah I’d put my money on her.”
“Yeah, same.”
As she walks, the blonde looks to the right of the pool where a big opened door was, inside is the stacked bodies of naked handsome muscled men in the Master bedroom. None of them were bleeding and their bodies sucked completely dry. Seeing the scene. She felt an intense need to vomit, but swallowed it and continued walking to Havannah who was near the balcony door.
“Wow you're powerful!” her face was already completely healed alongside her body, instantly as good as new from the extreme damage she took. “And why do you keep talking about your Lord? Like it's borderline obsession.”
“You dare speak to me, you rustic swan? You, without honor, loyalty, and wisdom?”
“Boohoo, you're gonna cry to Paul about how your fee fees hurt?”
“Do not speak of his name harlot… nay, I shall say it in a more modern tongue so that you can understand. Don’t say that name you shitstain whore.”
Havannah opens the balcony door, walking to it, a Eurocopter Tiger appears from the left, its downwash completely destroys the patios and chairs and in one of the fallen boxes was Hellraiser.
“You know, I find it funny how a woman like you, needs a man.”
The more she talked, the more the Queen got angrier. The Mana in the air started reacting to her, and dust and debris started floating and a golden aura started appearing out of her as her long blonde hair started floating.
“Like, what the heck. A mortal too, which is pretty funny. A woman like you needs no one but herself, and I can give you that.”
She then stops right on the balcony door.
“What is the meaning of my beauty if a man cannot appreciate it? What is the meaning of my femininity if a man cannot love it? What is the meaning of my love… if I cannot give it to a man!”
She lunges at Havannah who quickly dodges and grabs Hellraiser. The long serrated greatsword with its crimson hue caught the Queen's attention.
“It’s a nice sword, it seems that Paul used this thing to bits and replaced its pommel and blade probably a few hundred or even thousand times by now. Pretty cool, don’t really see people keeping their starter swords since better options usually appear.”
“Grrrrr… such a primitive move. To use the very weapon I desire against me, how low can you get?”
She looks at Quince and blinks at him. He shrugs his shoulders, smiling. She winks at him again as the Queen grabs the sword's blade. Cutting her palms open as the suite explodes, sending the Eurocopter flying into the ground from the blast. Unable to recover, firefighters on the scene rush to the crash site as a blaze starts in its innermost commercial district. Elizabeth, who had her bat wings unfolded and flying on top, just looked at the Suite, none of her men survived and the two Vampires were sitting on the burnt out balcony. The man in the hoodie brings with him one of the SATs bulletproof helmets. Watching the two women floating above the hotel.
“Ahhhh, finally in the open air.”
“How many more underhanded tactics will you use?”
“Depends. Though that's golden hearing that from you, who literally just plowed her way through a bunch of lowly vampires.”
Havannah’s bat wings were bright red like her lipstick and the glow of her eyes was crimson. Shining brightly in the dead of night as the Moon and its satellite orbits on top of them, watching the two beauties face each other.
“I do not need to lecture you, you who do not know of our Culture. You who do not know that we Vampires of Rose fight stronger opponents to become worthy of the power and immortality we hold!”
The two fight in the air with speed beyond what the naked eye could catch, the supporting Eurocopters and Blackhawks unable to do anything at the two Vampires flying at insane speeds, zigging and zagging as if the air was nothing, making it impossible to catch the two. Queen Elizabeth quickly got used to her guns, taking potshots at every opening she saw. But Havanah was just as fast as her, and was able to block every bullet and even slice some of it. Bleeding from her palms, Elizabeth’s eyes squint as she goes in for close quarter combat. Her blood flowed out ever so faster.
“Damn girl! You have some nerves!”
“Shush yokel and fight me with everything thou’s got!”
Using the enchanted AutoMags as a method to parry Paul’s sword. The Queen was on equal terms with the player vampire. Soon, Havannah disappears and from the back, a loaded Blackhawk that was carrying more SATs gets blown up as she flies through it. Planning on embedding the sword into her heart. The stricken chopper falls into the densely populated city, causing more fires and collateral damage. On her earpiece, Elizabeth hears the Colonel shouting with all his might as shots fly above and ring through the radio.
“DO YOU COPY ME! YOU CRAZED FRAU! TAKE THIS BATTLE TO THE OUTSKIRTS! PEOPLE ARE GETTING KILLED!”
“Ah, I apologize Colonel. I was busy-”
“No need for your excuses! I’ve been talking to you since the Operation started! Just how bloodthirsty are you?! HOLEN SIE SICH DIESEN KAMPF UND DEN STADTRAND! AB IN DIE BERGE UND FUCK OFF!”
After some gurgling noises, she hears the Detectives voice. “Sorry about that Elizabeth, we’re losing a lot of people, there’s these Black Ops guys, pretty damn strong and good. Uhhh… just head to the mountains and fight it out there.”
In the middle of her battle, the Queen quickly thinks on her feet and manipulates the air to create a sonic boom, pointing it at the horizon just to distract Havannah. The immediate distortion made her enemy dizzy for a few milliseconds, giving her the opportunity to fly away. Even at her speed, a quick look at her back, she could see Havannah was able to keep up with her.
At the dead of night, the two powerful Vampires arrive at the mountains, on the back where mountains and ranges lay, an ancient Castle located on the very top of it, with the Moon right above its tallest tower, while on the mountainside, a train passes by at high speed. Its headlights and carriage lights illuminate the intensely dark forest that engulfs the two. Continuing their fight, no one on the passing train could notice that a majestic battle between legends was occurring in the dark forest.
Fighting tooth and nail, Elizabeth’s bleeding got worse and worse, but her speed didn’t waver, only becoming more ferocious with every attempt to kill her. Havannah sees this, and continually blocks her bullets and kicks. Trying to find a way to cut the belt of the ammo pouch to prevent her from using the powerful .50 rounds against her.
“Kneel before me! The Almighty Primordial Vampire! One of the only two who drank the blood of the Antecedent and became the most powerful of them all!”
“You say a lot of big words for a bitch who's an ancient egomaniac and a genocidal narcissist!”
“Fool, thou don't understand the meaning of wielding this power, this beauty, and this luxury. One cannot live a normal life the moment you have such powers. I merely use it as a means to show I am worthy, worthy of their respect and admiration. Something a cretin like you do not understand. Has anyone told you, your opinions suck?”
Firing back her words, Havannah’s eyes become angry. Pushing forward more and more against the Vampire Queen whose palms were bleeding still.
“HAHAHAHA! As expected! What bubble hath thou liveth in? Had not one personage cometh and told thee that one cannot lead in their own desires in the tip?”
“Shut up bitch! You don’t know me!”
“Of course! Let me lecture thee on the basics of living in a world. I have dealt with many of your kind, detached and untouched. Now, I shall bring you down to speed as my Lord says it.”
Using the chance, Elizabeth flies above Havannah and kicks her skull in. Sending her flying down into the thick forest and right behind her, Elizabeth was about to grab Hellraiser when Havannah turned around and swipes her ammo pouches straps. Making the remaining .50AE mags and bullets scatter around the forest. The two violently crash into the ground, sending debris to the hundred year old tall trees. Elizabeth could see the image of the dead Squad Leader handing it to her before falling down. Feeling pity that his sacrifice was for nought.
“You rascal! A good man died for that!”
“Gotcha’ bitch!”
She lets go of one of the pistols and with her freed hand, Elizabeth swiftly dodges Havannah’s swing and punches her back in the cheek. The powerful blow threw her a few meters as she fired her remaining rounds. This blows out bits and pieces of Havannah’s extremely petite stomach.
“Hey! My suit!”
As Havannah’s guts hang open, Elizabeth grabs her intestine from the large opening, seeing the opening, the suited woman in effort, lifts up the greatsword but before she could cut her hand, the Queen pulls out her insides like a tape and lets it get cut instead. Making her scream in pain. The cut sizzles and burns from the high level sword.
“Amazing sword… as expected of my Lord. Even we cannot heal from this blade, heh… to think I’ve let my guard down at such a crucial moment. There are weapons out there that can still kill me if I was to become far too lenient. Prepare to die.”
Preparing for the killing blow, a Halberd flies behind the Queen. But she stops it with her bleeding hand. “Tsk, what now?” the young male with jagger pants and an oversized shirt appears. Firing his Sig Sauer P223s at Elizabeth who swifty dodges the bullets. The kid uses the blade of Hellraiser to slice open his palm and lets Havannah drink his blood. Letting her heal from the extreme damage she took.
“Sorry lady, but as unhinged Lady Havannah is. I need her to succeed.”
“Now the uninitiated come at me? Or are you as Ancient as I am and wish to stay in that form? Tell thou’s name child.”
“Geez, you really do talk like a Boomer. My name is Harkus Jebediah, I’m the Halbert guy.”
Behind the Queen, another powerful Vampire appears. The fellow in the black hood was at it again, but this time, bringing with him a chain with his hands equipped with claws. Elizabeth grabs his chain and pulls him from his tree branch as she dodges an attack from Havannah, performing some ballerina-like moves, fighting two of them at once. A loud bang then rings out from the forest and a glowing .50 BMG misses her by the inch and explodes when it makes contact with a tree. Completely obliterating the stump and making it fall.
As silence came, the Queen fought with her bare hands against the armed vampires. Her white gloves stayed completely intact as she parried halberts, chains, and dodged bullets. But in one fell swoop with Rackdeimer’s chain, who in unison attacked with the Halbert of the child, causing her to be locked in place for a second where Quince took the opportunity and shot her.
The beautiful maiden, in pose, has her guts blown open by the enchanted Barrett and its bullet. Causing a catastrophic loss of blood and organs, her long blonde hair thrown in the air like a disturbed wave of water, the luscious body of the woman was tattered and destroyed alongside her frilly purple royal dress. But she didn’t scream, and with even more focused eyes, tugged Rackdeimer’s chain and threw him into Jebediah.
The four powerful Vampires regrouped and surrounded the Queen in the dark forest, with only the full moon in the night sky and its satellite to bring illumination to them.
“Damn, you really are a Vampire Queen. We and Havannah are easily in the Top Five most powerful Vampire players in Dark World and you look at you, still standing even when your palms are bleeding and your stomach ripped open. We four could easily take down Dracula, the madlad player who is the Top most powerful and you better not let Jason have a taste of you, the guy is mad for vampire women like you.”
“A callow child lecturing me. Oh how humorous, and I do not care, let him imagine my taste. For he will never get it, only My Lord will. Heh.”
She smirks, looking around her, surrounded, outmanned, and outgunned. Havannah sighs, and readies her stance. The Queen with her destroyed body leans back and looks at her straight in the eyes with her head completely backward.
“Let’s see how tough you really are now that I got you where I want you to be.”
In the street outside Sky Garden, Detective Henry is on a longwave radio.
“Yes, your from Eldwood right?”
“...”
“Oh uhm yes sir. That is correct Sir. Yes, she’s currently fighting five or more Vampires.”
“...”
“We’re trying, but they’re so fast. Helicopters will reach them in twenty minutes and we have reports of a possible snowstorm coming and the Fourth Reich players are currently looking for traces of the Black Ops soldiers that fought us.”
“...!”
“B-but General, they killed so many playe-, yes sir, yes. I’ll get the Colonel here.”
The Detective turns around and taps Rudentofts shoulder. “Eldwood, its a fucking Five Star General, very VERY angry. Good luck.” he takes it, stretching the long cord while behind them, paramedics run to save Outworlders who got caught up in the battle and firefighters rush to stop the fire as 30mm shells from the GIAT 30 explodes, wounding and killing people in the streets. The brave men of the Neo Tokyo Fire Department use everything, from magic to their fire engines to save the people and protect the citizens.
“Hallo.”
“...!”
“Ja, this is Colonel Adolf Rudentoft of the Fourth Reichs United Nations Expeditionary Forces.”
“...!”
“Jawohl, Obergeneral.”
Covering the mic, he looks at Henry. “Prepare a magic crystal gem and a pen. Los! And he is indeed very angry!”
“...!”
“Oh-oh, of course Obergeneral. We’ll prepare them as instructed. Jawohl.”
A few hours later, on top of a mountain adjacent to the ancient Castle. The player Colonel draws on the ground a circle, then a star with ancient writings. He puts the crystal in the middle and with a touch of his finger, sends Mana to it. “Player Name, KruppStahl044” The Radioman sends the message and crimson lightning hits the circle. Appearing is a hulking Death Knight, with two large horns and a jet black leather cape. The gothic sinister design of his armor makes him look more like an NPC Boss than a player.
The player then swiftly looks at the Colonel, saluting him. With the voice of a hardworking middle aged man, he speaks. “Five Star General Paul Jackson reporting for duty, I’ll be personally taking control of this operation. Where is she?”