“Now mortals! Step aside for a mighty Dragon God is about to pass! Heed to me or pay tributes worth more than your Heroic souls!”
The Knights and Elves hear Bahamut’s mature and womanly voice as she stands proudly with both hands on her hips. But they all stayed silent. Ignoring her. “Are these mortals serious? Grrrrr… if only I can turn them into ashes.” The Dragon God clenches her fist in protest. “OY YOU SONS OF-” Thorbolt quickly puts his hand over her mouth and drags her behind the group as Santiago with the Professor walks up to the Heroes as the black gowned woman flails her hands wildy, visibly annoyed and in protest of their disrespect.
“Uhhh… Prince!”
“Huh?” A kind and soft voice of a man rings out. “Professor Greslou? What’re you doing here?”
Hearing the rattling of armor, the extremely handsome and flamboyant Prince of James appears. Proudly brandishing his suit of armor and an ornate scabbard with a very expensive and shiny looking pommel.
“It is you! By the Gods, what’re you doing here? Had the Outworlders threatened you?”
The Prince looks at Sergeant Santiago who was still in full combat gear.
“Ah no, I simply came here due to my curiosity! Such is being forbidden to travel to this damned land! Wahahah!”
“Well, come over here.”
“Well… before that.” The Professor then drags the two Dragons in human form to the front. “Say something, you two can intimidate that fool. I still have to write some stuff down!'' The professor then slips behind Thorbolt with the Sergeant and he opens his small notebook, taking notes.
“Hello Mortal Humans! I am Thorbolt! Great Dragon Lord of the Forest and I ask of you to let us pass and destroy the Megademonus on the other side of that door!”
“And why? We failed to kill it. What makes you think you can?”
“Well…”
Thorbolt then makes Bahamut turn around who was not amused by being dragged out from her hissy fit. “We have her!” the Prince squints his eyes to look at the beautiful woman who seems to be of the same height as him. After a few seconds, his jaw drops. “Co-could you lift her veil?” Of course, in protest Bahamut just looks the other way. Visibly pouting and her eyes shut closed.
“C’mon Goddess, that is the Hero… you do not want to anger that human… I’m sure you can see it too, the world favors him greatly.”
“I only allow my Master to see my face without a veil. Hmph!”
“But you can’t boast to him about your incredible looks without him being awake right?”
“But Ree Yah, that human is obviously into me. I am not gonna let him have this. Because if I do, God knows what will happen. Knowing how my Master already reacts to the Vampires. This won’t end nicely. Hmph!!”
“Then what do you suggest?”
“Grrrrr… Hmmmph!!!”
Bahamut then faces forward. Obviously angry and furious but she knows the Heroes are something else. “If only this world wasn’t reshaping itself for you lot!” After a deep sigh, she prepares herself. Closing her eyes and her heeled shoes tapping the stone path. Santiago on the other hand scratches his helmet and approaches Bahamut
“If you really don’t want to, we can just find another way, Bahamut.”
“Hush mortal. That man right in front of you, if I battle him, it will take the entire region and endless devastation. This stupid world has a lot of stupidly powerful people running amock! To think I’d meet two of their kind in one singular day. My Master’s bad luck must’ve rubbed off to me too!”
Way back, the Colonel spits out his beer after feeling a disturbance in the force. Bahamut, who is having a debate inside her head, gets annoyed once again by the player.
“Aren’t Dragon Gods supposed to be immune to Divine Intervention?”
“Yes, but that doesn’t mean we won’t have to fight our opponent now won’t it?”
“Ah, so that’s why you will take the entire region with you.”
“Yes, now hush.”
Slowly, she lifts her arms up and her hands take off the metallic black Crown she wore. Revealing her pale white face, sculpted to perfection. Sharp chin, pointy nose and golden coloured irises with the vertical pupils of a lizard. Her lips were soft and gentle, and carried herself with an ancient pride and dignity. Putting her hand in her hip, she angrily stares at the Prince. “Satisfied?”
“By the Gods… such beauty… such divinity… Bahamut was it?”
“Yes. Now let us through or I will… grrrr…” she holds up her fist and lifts up her middle finger, taunting the Hero. Holding back herself from just punching her way through.
“Oh please, let them through. Such power… those golden eyes that sparkle. Only someone of true divinity would possess such things.”
Upon saying this, a Wood Elf appears. In a shiny chainmail armor and ponytailed blonde hair and gray eyes. He looks at the two as Bahamut casually strolls to the door. Putting back her Crown. “Are you sure about this Prince?” Still shocked, the Prince just puts his hand on the man's shoulder. “I am sure. She is of pure heart. No Demon could possess such a thing.”
Passing through the two, they both smelled her fragrance. They were taken away by how sweet it was while Thorbolt leans down and winks “Good ehy? Eheheheh. Was that Passionflowers?” he then walks with Bahamut to the large metal door. Santiago and Professor with his Knights tailing close.
“So.” walking to the door, Bahamut touches it and her eyes open wide. “Hmph. I can see now.” Thorbolt then does the same and he also is shocked. “This is going to be fun.” The two Dragons then face the Professor and Santiago.
“Okay mortals. First things first, the entity on the other side of this door is indeed extremely dangerous”
“How dangerous?”
“EXTREMELY DANGEROUS. Now, I would appeal to you all to leave this to us. But seeing the determination in the two of you. It seems that sensible words won’t work.”
“Good that you know, let’s go!”
Bahamut then grabs the Professor by the collar of his robe. “Uh huh. Hold your horses.”
“Let us do the honors. And you!” looking at the Heroes, she points her fingers at them “Guard this entrance! Do not let anyone interfere!” Sigured with Tresiua just nod in agreement of her soft but authoritative voice. Opening the huge door with her hands, everyone in the room felt the air around them get sucked in. Like a vacuum was taking the energy floating about. The long tall corridor leads to a big circular room where a decorated marble floor supported by huge pillars, 10 on each side stood proudly and in the middle of it all. Is a hulking mass of stone and magma. Slouched downwards and resting.
“Good luck Bahamut.”
Sigured’s voice caught her off guard but ignores it. With Thorbolt, the two cross into the corridor. Immediately, the Megademonus awakens, like a volcano rising from a long sleep, the ground shook as it stood and heat could be felt from far away. The Dragon God measured it with her eyes and the 30ft tall monster was beyond Ancient “So, another challenger cometh against me. Darkarth.”
“Ayyyy Goddess. That thing was made before this world even began!”
“I know. Its Core is akin to that of a Primordial contraption. Prepare yourself.”
The beast turns around, revealing a Demonic Stone Construct with two large horns and a face made out of moving rocks. In his right hand is a sword made from shiny stones and on the left hand, is one made out of Lava. It wore its muscled body like armor and started walking to Bahamut.
“And yet you call me a Fossil Ree Yah?”
“Well now, that is not even a Fossil. That is Primordial… and your accent is showing.”
“Eh? My accent?”
“You're calling me Ree Yah now. Are you this stressed?”
“W-well, I was born in the countryside unlike you, who was born inside a fancy Cultist Temple!”
“Yes, yes, now. Are you ready?”
“As I will always be.”
The manly and deep voice of the beast rings out the corridor. “Hmmm… interesting. You dare use the bones of my Goddess, her greatness who had brought balance to this wrenched planet as your body?” He stops walking. Just one step from entering the corridor. The beast's eyes were made out of red magma, sparkling and shining as it looked down on the two Dragons in human form and like a magnificently bright Sun, his eyes lit up. Blinding the two as he kneels down in respect.
Bahamut’s vision was then a haze, and all of the sudden she sees images of her Master, kneeling down on one leg and his sword dug in a worn stone floor as blood spills out of his helmet’s eye holes. The images then zoom out, revealing a big shiny golden arrow has pierced him through the back and exited on the other side, embedding him, forever fixed in his stance as he is unable to move, violently bleeding out. “I-I just wanted… get home… I-i…tried… my best…” immense sadness and guilt hits the Dragon God, tears flow down underneath her veil as she is brought back to reality by Thorbolt who had seemingly gone through the ordeal without much problems. Shaking her as her tears continue to slow.
“Goddess! Do not falter! You are far stronger and far older!”
“Haaaaaaah!!!”
Without a warning, she starts running at the Megademonus with her right hand ready to punch. The primordial construct stands up, and there fists meet. Sending a gigantic shockwave throughout the entire cave system. The Colonel who was busy drinking his beer had to spit it out from the disturbance as the tent behind him nearly collapsed from it and the skeleton soldiers took cover behind their sturdy sandbags.
“My Master! Do not blame yourself! I shall carry it all with you! So it's the end of my world, but do not blame yourself! For I shall surround you with my devotion and fealty!” After screaming her heart out, Thorbolt joins in. His punch was the needed push, sending the beast back to the middle as a big cloud of dust riled up from its crash. “Till the end of it all, till this Universe ceases to exist, I shall be on your side! Even if it's just the shell of your soul that is left in the Void!”
Running at subsonic speed, Bahamut scales the sides of the giant pillars, her heels making loud clacks as it hits the ground heavily. She then materializes her conceptual longsword, aiming straight at the beasts’ neck while Thorbolt down below tanks its fire breath with his Tower shield. With speeds that are on the level of the two, the primordial beast blocks Bahamut’s attack with his free left hand. Its massive blade of shining stone clashing with hers.\
The power ejected from the contact was so much that she was thrown beyond the pillars. Way back, the Colonel who was collecting the shards of some broken beer bottles could clearly see the otherworldly battle happening through the opened big tall doors. Walking to the line, he looks at the skeleton soldiers that’re just standing at ease. “Well, you guys have SMAWs. Fix your chin straps and help them.”
As the fight continues, Santiago and the Professor join in. Giving the Beast more targets to be busy with. “Oh pretty Lady, let me save you!” Prince Sigured with his mighty sword swoops in, though his sword is unable to cut the armored stone on the beasts’ heels, he was successful in gaining its attention. Exposing its nape as Tresuia’s longsword makes contact with its fiery blade. Hearing the sound barrier being broken, none of them was able to track Bahamut as she hit the head of the beast. Her fist completely shattering its left cheek and exposing the magma construct that it uses as its skin.
The Professor sees the opening as Bahamut flies away to try again. Looking at the Prince, he casts various human Magic, without saying a word enhancing everyone’s speed and agility, this sends the Heroic man flying like superman. Having been chosen by the Gods, he was more than capable of timing his swing and cutting the exposed part on its cheek. Shining Lava pours out as Tresuia appears from its back, visibly winded by having to climb the aggravated beast but embeds his sword on its back. Santiago, having been a DPS Archer, times his shot at the right moment and after waiting for a few seconds, he sees his opportunity.
With a single pull of the trigger, the 5.56 bullet flies straight into the right eye of the Beast. Temporarily blinding it. But as they damaged it, the more and more it resisted. Having to run and dodge even more from the swings of its mighty swords.
The beautiful ancient marble floor gets destroyed beyond recognition and Thorbolt looks around, seeing if he can transform into his Dragon form. But sadly, the room was still too small. His body alone would not fit, so instead the man puts up his tower shield to block the giant demon's feet. The Professor runs to his back, and concentrates his magic to him, giving him more strength and with sheer muscle, stood strong as the Megademonus trampled him.
Seeing the opening as, Thorbolt dashes to the beast and angles his shield upwards. “Cha’goft Wundos!” casting the ancient Dragon spell, the Prince jumps back to the top after getting thrown off. His shield bash then tips the beast over violently. The air changed to then stack on top of the back of it. Pinning it down with the force of all the floating molecules in the room.
With the Megademonus unable to stand up. Bahamut then lands at its back, she swings her sword again, and to not of her surprise. It was too strong to even be scratched by her longsword. “Kreiteh Hurrrsh! Help me with this! Together!” The two Heroes and Thorbolt joined her and in unison, they swung its back armor. “Oh Mors Letum! To be killed by a mere Dragon whose loitering around in your sacred bones! I shall’nt not allow it!”
“Haaaah!” slowly, the four mighty swords chip at its back armor. Exposing little of its magma skin. “All of you, run.” the trio are taken aback by her eyes, changing colors. The heroes and Thorbolt run behind the Pillars, dragging the Professor and the Sergeant.
As the Beast stood up, it was met with four SMAWs from eight brave skeleton soldiers. The Mk153 Shoulder-Launched Multipurpose Assault Weapon loaded with Novel Explosives fires, its users immediately running back to the exit after firing, dropping the launchers. Seeing the projectiles fired at it, the Beast raises its hand just fast enough to stop three of the rockets while one luckily seeps through in between its large fingers.
The Thermobaric rocket headshots the beast on its remaining right open eye as it left eye recovers. Staggering it and making it swing its swords at the pillars, in an attempt to at least kill one of the Heroes. “Bahamut!” The Dragon God ignores the Prince's call as she pushes her sword deep into one of the cracks created on its back.
Her swords’ tip deep inside its body as Lava spills from the wound, melting Bahamut’s gown and heels. It also starts melting the flesh and skin of her human form. “Ceanlus’shush Freayus!” her mighty Divine voice rings out and all of the exposed skin through the slits of its armored layer bursts into flames, like a bomb just exploded inside it. Sending the ancient stone skin it wore to the skies.
The Prince then runs as Lava and Magma is violently shot out of the slits of its armoring. At its back, he could see that Bahamut has taken on a more Divine form. She no longer had her Crown and her gown, gloves, and shoes completely changed to a pure bright white color and a transparent white veil now covering her long black hair, but not her face nor forehead. She looks even more beautiful as she exposes more of her power, the Prince sees that she needs more.
“Professor!” With the single scream, he is once again boosted by the tired man, grabbing the pommel of the Dragon Gods sword and holding her hands gently. “Need help madame?” embedding his sword on one of the many cracks being exposed, he puts his left hand on top of hers. “I pray to the God of Humanity, Humanus and Mother Gea, of Threa. Let me be your herald even just for a moment so that we may finally rest this Primordial Beast meant to slay even the Gods!” His sentence instantly puts his Blessing to overdrive, his armor shining even more brighter as he transmits the insane flow of Mana to Bahamut.
Down below, Thorbolt sheds a tear at the divine sight of Bahamut in her Godly form with the Divine Hero of the foreign planet, hand in hand together as if a Saintly Couple was sent from the Heavens to destroy the deathly and existence defying creature that was on a whole other level, a beast not of nature, but concept itself.
Boom, like a small nuke was set off, the Megademonus explodes into a million pieces and on their way down, Sigured catches the falling Goddess and princess carries the tired Bahamut, who was breathing heavily from the entire ordeal. “Master, master… master. Please, don’t leave me…” she then goes unconscious. After a while, the Colonel arrives at the scene with three squads of skeleton soldiers and the companions of the Heroes helping in securing the place. The Dragon God then awakens. Completely healed and ready to fight once again. Looking down at her body, she breathes a sigh of relief as her black gown was all good and her veil and crown undamaged by the fight. Looking around, she is shocked that she was resting on the arms of the extremely handsome blonde Prince of James.
“I see you’ve awakened.”
“How long was I out?”
“An hour at most.”
“Good.”
Standing up, she immediately starts looking around. “Thank you Prince, now, for finding that flower.”
“Bear no mind to it, I am simply helping a magnificent maiden. You speak Common very well, for someone that’s only been in this world for a year at most, you seem to already be accustomed to our language.”
“Of course, I wouldn’t be a Dragon God if I couldn’t learn something like this.”
Looking around, the Professor stumbles upon a loose tile while floating in his head as the drained man couldn’t get ahold of himself. He immediately falls through the marble floor and all they could hear are multiple thuds as the poor man seemingly falls down a flight of stairs till stopping somewhere down it.
Bahamut inspects the hole and with a flick of her fingers, lights up the torches on the secret staircase that leads deeper. Soon, everyone including the Knights and Elves are looking down on it. “Ain’t that a spiral staircase to hell. Hmfftt…” The group looks up to the Colonel who has seemingly appeared out of nowhere with a bottle of beer in his right hand. “I’ll let you guys do your thing. Imma cycle back to the frontlines. The Three Rivers city’s victory is within sight.”
Tresuia looks at the Colonel with a stern face. “What’re you planning on doing with it? That’s an ancient city that stood strong against the hordes of Hell and the Vampires themselves.”
“Easy, take it over as it has some fancy ancient defenses and hope it will be enough to delay the Demons for a month at least.”
“That city is not a joke, undertaking such a Siege would mean waiting for years till the people inside it have enough.”
“We don’t intend to do that. We’re gonna gun right in and go house to house.”
“With that many innocents?”
“Look buddy, the rules of war state that any establishment, be it an Orphanage or Hospital. As long as there’s combatants within it, it is a target.”
Prince Sigured valiantly hops in and helps the Professor up whose butt is sore from rolling down some steps.
“Look kid, we’ll talk about the morals of this entire shitshow later. Go on now, and Bahamut. Good job, glad to have you on our side..”
“Call me not next time. I can’t believe I had to fight two annoyingly powerful creatures in a singular day. I think my Master’s bad luck has transferred to me since he’s out cold.”
“Bwahahahaha! Five Star General alright. General Jackson will surely be happy to know you did this for us.”
The Colonel waves goodbye as he drinks his beer. Walking to the large doors casually while the group starts their dive. After walking for more than ten minutes they stumbled upon a metal door inscripted with ancient symbolism.
Opening it, the Prince is met with a room full of floating green flowers. The space was also crowded with blue floating particles that illuminates the surroundings and in the middle of it all, was a white gazebo that’s been overrun by the flowers. With a hole right on top of it that bleeds the rays of the light on the surface down to the cave. Bahamut breathes in and her lungs couldn’t be more refreshed after inhaling so much smoke from the Megademonus.
“WOW! FLOWERS OF ULTRIL! I NEVER KNEW IT'S REAL!”
“Huh? What’s that Doc?”
Santiago was confused at the presence of the beautiful flowers while Thorbolt was already collecting some of it as the Professor’s jaw dropped to the ground.
“What? Oh yes, Outworlder. Short version of it is, this is one of the constructs of the God of Loyalty and Good. Ultril, one capable of healing any curse or ailment.”
“And one that shall finally awaken my Master. Thank you very much.”
Bahamut plucks one of it and smells it. It had a fragrant aroma to it, a mixture of all good smells she knew. Including meat which made her mouth water a bit. Sniffing it again, she now smells Carbonara with parmesan. Thorbolt could see her eyes were preying on the small flower and took it from her.
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“Here, Goddess. May you bless me even more as I continue my travels.”
Putting on a band, the Great Dragon Lord hands her a bouquet of flowers while the Professor with the Heroes is busy drawing and writing everything.
“You’ve done good Rah Lee. I bless you with great luck and safety in your travels with your Master.”
Thorbolt kneels in front of her with his right hand in his heart. “Of course! For the thousands of years I’ve lived, I shall always be under you and your Divinity! Do not hesitate to call upon me if you need Goddess Bahamut!”
Bahamut just briefly places her hand on his shoulder and turns around. Walking to the exit as she is stopped by the Prince, ever so extravagant with his armor and handsome looks. “Already leaving?”
“Yes, I have things to attend to.”
“I thought you’d hang around and maybe adventure more.”
“I’ve had my fair share of adventures. My Master has a habit of getting into trouble. After this, if he still attracts problems. It must be the Universe itself that’s giving him bad luck.”
“Is your Master a good person? He’s not doing anything bad to you or anything right?”
“You seriously do not remember this voice?”
“Your voice…?”
After a moment, his jaws dropped. “Y-your that small Dragon that was always with that man?!”
“Yes, that is me. This is my human form. I had to have this due to the circumstances.”
“Heh. I see, does this mean...?”
“Prince Charming, as much as I like you, I don’t really need to expand on my reasons. He is more than enough for me and as imperfect as he is, to me. He is perfect. Be a good man and accept my rejection.”
As she starts walking up the stairs, the Prince smiles at the beautiful maiden holding a bouquet of Ultril flowers. Its glow illuminates her pretty face underneath the dark veil she wore. “If you need me, I swear on the name of James, and my title as Grand Prince. I shall be there for you, even if the world was to go against you. I’ll be on your side.”
His words made her stop. She slowly turns around with a big smile, freeing her right hand. She reaches for his soft left cheek. Stroking it slowly. “Hm. You have a bright future ahead of you Prince. Continue on your path, as the world itself is changing just for you. Be not weary, for if the Universe so dictates it. We shall cross paths again. One advice from me as a reward, do help in collecting all of the Heroes. Leave your weakness and accept the others. Lead them into battle and save the world.” The Prince then drops to his knees, kissing Bahamut’s gloved hand.
“Of course Goddess, I thank you for your guidance. I shall do so as ordered.”
“Have you met the Outworlder Hero? Elizadeath as she’s called by the humans of Tur?”
“I have, her blonde hair was as shiny and pretty as I remembered. It was her that united the species and attacked the Guild you were under.”
“Hm, take her first. Join forces and prepare for the End Times. I may be a Foreign Dragon God. But I can feel it, deep with Threa’s Core. The shifting of the tides to the forces of your Underworld. Be prepared and face it with your valiant decor. Her actions aren’t merely unreasonable, she has already shown you it's possible. Leave the past Hero and unite everyone.”
“Thank you, and I shall. Though to this day, I cannot forget about the crimes of the Elves and the crimes of the Dwarves. If you say so, I shall drop it all and save the world.”
Bahamut smiles even more and her hand changes position. Removing his crown and stroking his blonde hair. “Good.” with a small wave of her hands, she leaves the room.
Returning back to the surface. She took a Humvee back to the airbase which was crowded with helicopters and damaged planes. The Learjet she took was out in the open as the Hangar where it was parked was used as a repair point. The UN Representative that was with her just makes a thumbs up as she walks back to the plane. Inside, she threw the flowers on one of the tables and elegantly sat down as she took the pillow on the opposing seat. Immediately, she drops dead. Her head on the pillow as she slept the entire way back to Rose.
The flight took a few days and reaching the airfield, the soldiers were confused as to what to do with the sleeping Dragon God. Not wanting to get burned or disturb such a powerful creature, they left her there for the day while the Pilots scour around to find a way to get her out of the plane as they're meant to already be heading back to Woodstock. Soon after, the Base commander personally went to the Minuit manor and asked the Countess to pick her up.
Though Alana was on the fence about leaving her duties, she knew the lesser creatures can’t do anything with Bahamut and opted to go. She soon arrives at the airfield, with the Learjet being defrosted from the ice that’s been accumulating on its wings and it's doors wide open. The soldiers salute the Countess as she meets the Colonel of the base. Pointing at the sleeping Dragon God, drooling as she smiles in her dreams.
“Goodness. Are Dragons always like these?”
“Well, she is a Dragon God. Bahamut does what Bahamut wants, thank you again Countess for coming here.”
“It’s Lady Minuit, and no problem. She’s also part of my problem. Geez. Bahamut, wake up.”
The Countess lightly slaps the Dragons cheeks. But her hand subconsciously waved it off.
“Hnnnnnn.. No.”
“Bahamut, you got the flowers, don’t you want our Lord to awaken?”
“Hnnnnggg… just a few more hours. ZzzzZZzzz…”
Left with no option, the Countess princess carries Bahamut out of the plane with the rare flowers on top of Bahamut's stomach as her hands clenched onto its roots. Before she boarded the vehicle, an Officer approached her.
“Countess, here’s the files of the missing players before the great shift.”
“Oh goodness, I beg your pardon for asking you to do such a task.”
“Please, if a woman as pretty as you ordered me to such a menial task. I’d be powerless.”
“Ahahahaha, oh please. But I shall read this later.”
“I’m amazed you vampires can learn new languages this fast.”
“Hah, it is but a chore. I’m sent to the main continents for a reason Captain. I’m not only Multilingual but also, I can learn new languages easily. Dragonian, Malawuke, a bit of Dakian and Romanz… and now American English and French. It has been a time well spent.”
“Wow, tu peux déjà parler français?”
“Oui, je peux parler. Je peux aussi dire des mots plus difficiles comme "écureuil.”
“Very good Countess. Well, French and German are pretty close to Romanz so it doesn’t surprise me you’ve mastered the language this fast.”
“And are you French Captain?”
“I’m actually from Quebec. But the same thing. Heh.”
“Interesting, I’m not as well versed with your Earth’s Geography yet. But I am curious.”
“Please visit again, have a nice day. Countess Minuit.”
“Hm. I thank you too.”
The UAZ then drove them back to the Manor, but took half a day due to the snowfall. She then heads to Bahamut’s room and lets her continue to sleep there. The Dragon God soon wakes up with the flowers on a vase next to her.
Hastily walking to the hallway, she hands the flowers to one of the servants as she gunned it straight to the sleeping Paul on the second floor right wing and after removing her heels, she kneeled down and hugged him. Rubbing her face on his chest, ruining his well ironed Pajamas. “Ahhh… this smell. This flesh… feels good.” Alana then appears from behind, hands on her hips and with an annoyed expression.
“Bahamut, get washed first. You know what the Doctor said. Goodness, what a handful woman.”
“Just a minute.”
“No, get to the showers now. You don’t want to infect him or bring any diseases, come. You’ve been asleep for a few days now and must bathe first.”
“Awwww…”
After showering, and now only wearing a frilly beige coloured gown from Alana. She returns to Paul’s room. The Maid there bows, holding a plate with a bowl and spoon.
“How was it?”
“Master Jackson had no problems intaking the Ultril soup.”
“Good. Any changes?”
“Nothing, Lady Bahamut.”
“Oh well. Thank you, I’ll take it from here.”
Bored, she remembers she took that strange stone from the city, opening her warp portal. She takes a look at it. Smelling it and then biting it. It wasn’t strong at all and with her hand, crushes it. She dozes off to sleep and seems to have a nightmare.
Holding his right hand, the General awakens soon after. “Urgh… I feel like shit…” opening his eyes, he could feel some weight on his hand. Looking to the right, he notices it was Bahamut without her usual outfit. He smiles seeing his long companion was keeping her eyes on him the entire time. He starts petting her silky smooth black hair. “Hnnrrggg.. Master, where are you?” he chuckles and continues to give her more pats till her eyes shoot open. Slowly, she turns her head around to face her Master and what she sees makes her tear up. Alana opens the door, hearing a familiar voice. She couldn’t smile any wider from seeing him alive and well.
Tens of thousands miles away, in a snowy Asian red light district. Elizabeth is inside a love hotel. The window she’s looking through has a straight view of a beautiful Temple and its crowded garden and grounds full of stalls and people going along with the festival being held in the brightest part of the city at night.
“Detective, when are we going in?”
“Calm. We’re just making sure all is confirmed. We can’t preposition anything as those vampires inside the crowd are on alert. Anything we do would blow our position quickly and the advantage of an ambush is gone.”
“And this?”
The Queen picks up a shiny stone on the bedside drawer. She could feel the power emanating from it.
“So I’ll just crush this right?”
“Yup. Since you refuse to drink blood, we’ll make do with another way. That’s a Mana Stone. We use those to collect Mana and only break it if we want to fully harness its power.”
“Huh, interesting. I do think such stones exist in Threa but it's not as widely used since only a few have access to these.”
“Everyone can buy those for a gold or two.”
She then sits down on the heart shaped bed. Looking around the tacky red lit room and out of curiosity, starts fiddling around the drawers and starts looking at oddly phallic shaped instruments. Clicking on one of them, the thing turns on and it makes her look closer at it and with a sniff. She puts it far away.
“What’s happening there?”
“Nothing.”
“Put your head in the game. Do you really wanna use that sword of yours? Even the Mana Stone may not be enough to make it appear.”
Even more curious with what’s inside the drawers, she rolls into the other side of the bed and opens the ones there and finds a lot of lotion meant for lubrication. She then starts reading the instructions for usage and nods in fascination.
“It should take much, La Nuit des Longs Couteaux isn’t a divine weapon or conceptual construct. It’s just my favorite sword that I’ve had specifically built and made to my tastes by Elder Dwarves.”
She then opens the bottom drawer and finds a bunch of packets with circular rubber inside of them. The Detective, curious about the ruckus, puts down his binoculars and sees the littered apparatus and lube scattered on the heart-shaped bed.
“Also, what’re these for?”
“Those are condoms. Put those back.”
“Condoms?”
“Just put those back.”
Ignoring Henry, she opens them and stretches the rubber as far as she could.
“Outworlders are really innovative in all sectors. I’m amazed by these devices you use. Now, what is this thing called “For Pegging?”
“NOOOO! PUT IT BACK! PUT IT BACK NOW!”
After a while, the Queen cleans up the room as the Detective gets the confirmation as another Undercover Officer on the ground gives a thumbs up. “Alright. German man, your time to shine.” on the ground, Rudentoft is showing off his new ACUs to a bunch of Catgirls in Kimono. One of his men walks up to him with the radio up, pointing at it.
“Ayyy later mein fruend. Can’t you see I’m busy here?”
“Oberst… it’s time.”
“Ach mein gott!”
He whistles and the convoy of GTK Boxers AFVs fire up in the alleyways and form a convoy as far away, a rumbling of a tracked vehicle with a mighty Diesel engine roars into life. The armored vehicles drive into the surrounding streets of the Temple as the Undercover police with beat cops unite with each other and clear the area of any citizens.
With the Armored Fighting Vehicles blocking all exits and routes, it unloads a company's worth of battle hardened players. With the Oberleutnant flying the Guild’s flag. A Balkenkruz with crossed swords below it. With the area mostly cleared, Elizabeth walks out of the Love Hotel wearing her Red Silk Velvet Gown as snow starts to fall on the area. The soldiers take cover behind the concrete fence of the establishment and let the vampire take the lead.
The slower people in the crowd disables the police officers and undercover cops. Taking their guns to shoot at the blonde woman fast approaching their Temple entrance. She quickly disables them with martial arts. Kicking their hands and in a combination, twists their arms and hands. Forcing them to drop their guns as the players shoot them with suppressed weapons to not alert the festival overall. Elizabeth would finish them off brutally if the bullets weren’t enough while other Officers rushed to drag their wounded buddies out of the garden.
Inside the Love Hotel, Henry opens his player menu and chats with Rudentoft on a the direct message.
>TatsYamashita: Any contacts with those people I mentioned to you?
>HerrEsel: No. Area is clear.
>TatsYamashita: Keep looking. They already showed their faces once. They will once again.
>HerrEsel: If what you're saying is true, that some Black Ops guys are working with Havannah, wouldn’t that make it that they’d be more secretive than them?
>TatsYamashita: Even still, continue looking. I wanna make sure.
>HerrEsel: Jawohl.
*HerrEsel has closed this conversation.*
On the ground, Elizabeth is ripping apart the Kimono dressed vampires with her bare hands, the players just in shock with how much fun she’s having wrecking the lowly players with zero care for the beautiful trees and well preserved garden. The beautiful woman didn’t care and continued walking and in one of the stalls, she found Teashades that were being sold. Looking at the entrance with the battle hardened players taking their time and moving tactically, she takes one of the gray tinted ones and poses in the mirror.
Inside the Temple, well dressed vampires with black slacks and red shirts with black vests over it prepares themselves. Armed with Katanas and machine guns, they await the clearance of a teenage man wearing a baggy hoodie with cargo shorts and running shoes. His hands inside his pockets as he hears the sounds of the boots of the soldiers coming from all directions. Even from the top as SAT is repelled down on the top floor which was already empty.
The Queen finds one that is red and pink tinted with a silver frame and nods in content as the soldiers crouch walk past her. She then removes the price tag and wears it. Walking to the circular stone where the four paths leading from the Temple and the three Garden entrances meet. “Now.” bullets fly through the paper walls on the Temple’s first floor. The soldiers quickly ducked as others took cover behind the beautiful trees. The bullets would hit the Love Hotel right in front of the temple, prompting Henry to take cover from the hail of bullets.
Elizabeth on the other hand stood still with her hand on her hip. Occasionally dodging the bullet meant for her and after spending their ammo, the soldiers fired back with a Panzerfaust and one of the GTK Boxer AFV ram through the intricately designed period correct walls of the Buddhist Temple and opened fire with its 30mm Bushmaster. Tearing through the lightly walled building with no mercy. The sound draws the attention of the Festival goers, crowding the armored vehicles blocking the streets.
With a brief moment of silence, the Vampire Queen cracked the Mana Stone and with a nefarious and callous grin, her longsword appeared in her right hand as she blocked a well dressed girl who tried to cut her head off with a Katana. All of the sudden the garden was in a firefight as the battle hardened players were met with the vampires and their immense strength and speed. Meanwhile on top of the Temple, the specialized Anti Vampire SAT is met with the hooded figure and muzzle flashes could be seen inside the building.
Queen Elizabeth overpowers the woman trying to get her to parry another player. Her longsword sharpness didn’t only stop the Katana but went through it and his cranium. Opening the man's skull as the cut it made burns the open wound, preventing him from regenerating. Seeing this, the vampires all stop cutting open the soldiers as many die and turn into a dust of mana and at her.
“Oh, found me scary? Then come! It shall be a bloodbath worthy of ages!”
The well dressed vampires scream as they charge her with all they got and the Queen takes her time, slashing the nearest ones and double killing anyone that’s bumped together. Her swings were fast, too fast for the human eye as Henry just looked in awe of her swordsmanship. Like a Knight, she wasn’t afraid to let her blade do all the talking and rip apart her enemies whose wounds and cuts would burn as she finished them off with a quick decapitation or a quick stab to the heart and brain. Her sword style was merciless and brutal, favoring to slice organs or just outright cut through their entire torsos.
But far away, she seemed to be dancing to the tune of the violence and her steps would change if the tune became more brutal or less. With the slashing vortex left over by the trail of the sword's tip and blade cutting through the air showing her moveset as she needlessly cut through the suited vampires. One of them tried to use a flying knife linked with a chain that’s attached to his vest. His attack was foiled as the Queen grabbed the chain as she dodged the knife as a pool of sizzling blood and guts surrounded her.
With the chain on her hand, the man tried to pull it back but with a light tug. His sent flying to her and straight to the woman's blade. “I’ll be borrowing this.” as the man turns into a pile of divine dust. She takes his chain from his body before it disappears and wraps its end around her hand.
“Now, who is this man with such an endearing aura?”
“Vampire Lord Jason Rackdeimer. Pleased to meet you Queen Elizabeth.”
“Huh, what a boring outfit. A black hoodie and cargo pants? Really? And here I am all dolled up with my Royal Dress for parties and festivals.”
“What do you expect? It's like we were expecting you. Though I can say, you're dressed to kill for such a light occasion like a street festival.”
On the entrance, a battle hardened Leopard 2A7 rolls into the garden. Its gun aimed at the base of the Temple.
“Tsk, we’ve been found out huh?”
“I daresay, it's ingenious that you managed to run a Prostitution Ring inside a city. This would’ve never happened if I was in command.”
“Uh huh. So, are we going to battle it out?”
“Maybe, or you could just submit thyself to me and die in your place. I’m sure you’ve seen what I’ve done to your goons.”
“Sorry lady, even with someone as pretty as you. I can’t let it get over my job.”
“What a sad job.”
Ontop of an adjacent building, a 4th Reich spotter team is killed and a bunch of Black Ops soldiers bring out an FGM-148 Javelin. Inside the Leopard 2A7, the Commander gets warning, he immediately orders his gunner to fire. The high explosive shell flies past the two standing in the middle of the garden while an anti tank rocket flies upward and then dives right into the top of the Main Battle Tank. Instantly destroying it.
This instantly signaled the two to fight it out with Rackdeimer wielding his claws against the Queen's blade. The two weapons clashed, sending a wave of air to rattle the trees and fallen branches and leaves as the burning wreck of the Leopard illuminated the area and three Chevrolet Suburbans quickly drive through a destroyed Boxer AFV and to the Temple where the well armed and equipped soldiers in all black combat uniforms rush to the underground. This prompts Henry to exit out of the Hotel as the two vampires battle it out in the middle.
“Woah! I never knew I’d last this long against you!”
“Hah! Let us see if you can truly last long against me.”
Suddenly, the Queen changed her grip and leaned forward. All of the sudden, Rackdeimer was already in multiple pieces. His body and the clean cuts burning as it heals and his body regenerates from the indomitable amount of damage that was caused in a mere second against him. He then tries to spot where the Queen was, but already he was cut open and once again forced to regenerate. Unable to stop Elizabeth who taunts him visibly with her stabbing and cutting limbs and vital organs to make him bleed out. Maximizing the pain.
“Sorry to say, Blondie. But I’m just as used to pain as you are.”
“Celebrate now fool, but all those who dare stand in front of me shall end up the same. Dead.”
Rackdeimer follows the Queen as he spotted the holes her heels would make in the grass garden. Her speed was far beyond his but with a random flying kick, he managed to make contact with her blade. This soon followed with his left leg falling down into the grass.
“Tsk. This is boring. I’ll go out with a limb and slow down just for you. Pretty boy.”
“Huh! Doesn’t mean I can’t keep up with you, that I can’t beat the living shit outta you!”
Behind the two, Detective Henry slips inside the basement of the temple. He could hear grenades exploding and sounds of people burning into ashes. Looking into the long hallway full of prison bars. The entire air was polluted with floating ash as a bunch of Black Ops Operators with Quad Nods put a C2 into a door handle. Wielding M5 Rifles and M250 SAWs, their next generation weapons and equipment left a memory in his mind as they smoothly entered the room.
“PUT IT DOWN!”
“FUCK YOU!”
*Bang!* And a body is heard dropping to the floor. Four Operators guarded the hallway and the other door. Opening fire on vampires that thought that their guns wouldn’t be able to damage them. But the enchanted weapons were more than enough to turn them into dust and one of the Operators with a special oval grenade with crosses tosses one into another room. After a boom, burning and ashes soon followed and another squad entered the room to clear it.
“These guys are trained. Far too good to be just random players larping as soldiers.”
Henry, with his phone, snaps a photo of them. After a brief second of silence, the man goes to the surface to see the garden and the path all sliced up as the Queen is seen visibly enjoying seeing Rackdeimer’s disgruntled face as he tries to catch up with her as he gets sliced and diced. Elizabeth’s was so clean with her strikes that even the falling snow would get cut in half. With a clear area around him, the Detective takes as many leaves as he can and hauls them into the tunnel.
“Alright, Elven magic. Let’s see if you're good enough for this. Nature’s Eye.”
He then blows the leaves into the tunnel and with his eyes closed. Could feel the surroundings as the Operators shoot at the green leaves. “Wind Boost.” a sudden gust of wind hits the Operators, it sends the small and tiny leaves into all of the rooms and with the magic, sees everything that they were doing. From collecting hard drives and shooting any survivors, the human players were merciless with their tactics.
Even though the captives inside the Prison bars are unwittingly turned natives. The Operators would still throw in their special oval grenades. The divine explosion causes them and the well dressed and armed vampires to ashes. Inside one of the rooms, the leaf inside transmits the sudden change in the air's composition and Henry looks at it. An Operator picks up a green keycard and with a single word, his men rally up on the first hallway and immediately walk to the exit.
Seeing the chance, the Detective crouches and when the barrel of the first Operator popped out of the corner, “BLINDING LIGHTS!” This turns the entire hallway into nothing but a bright place where no one could see anything. “REMOVE MAGIC!” as the Squad Leader screamed the spell, the blinding lights disappeared and Henry was midway in picking up the green keycard.
Before the Operator could stop him, he takes the card and shoots himself. Respawning at the nearby Church.
“HA! IT WORKED! BWAHAHAHAHAH! YES! YES! YES!”
The man randomly celebrated in front of hundreds of players who just died and some of the well dressed vampires. “Oh shit.” Without even thinking, the Detective dives through the front window of the Church and rolls down the flight of stairs to the front of the Church where Officers who recognize him waved their hands.
“Hey Detective. Busy day today?”
“Yeah, one hell of a night.”
“Uh huh, well we’re just waiting for those vampires to exit out. How many were inside?”
“Ten in Kimonos, a good fifteen to twenty in that red shirt and black vest with slacks.”
“Alrighty. Dispatch, I’m calling for more units here. I’m also going to need the Anti Vampire SAT unit.”
“Can I borrow your Crown?”
“Yea sure. Just don’t wreck it. The Japanese players are far too proud of these Toyota’s.”
“Sure.”
The beat cop throws his keys at him and he waves at them. Entering the police car, he immediately turns on the interior light and looks at the keycard he stole. “Sky Garden Suite Pass”. Henry’s hands just instinctively lift up at the evidence he got. “FUUUCK YEEESSS! WOHOOO!” on the cop cars radio. Dispatch was calling for all units as a chase was occurring.
“すべてのTen-Fives. に派遣され、ふたつ人の吸血鬼が神山通りの建物を飛び越えてヤスハに向かいます。 Dispatch to all Ten-Fives. We have two vampires jumping across buildings in Kamiyama street heading to Yasuha.”
“Oh right!”
Miles away in the heart of the Commercial District, Rackdeimer is trying his best to run from Queen Elizabeth who's just right behind him. Laughing maniacally as he tries his best to lose her. With a police helicopter tailing them, the two pilots just flew with their jaws dropped. The parkour of the two was not only creative, from using building corners and the smoke billowed from the air conditioners to throwing ventilation shafts at the beautiful blonde woman chasing him. The Queen even with the falling snow managed to keep up with him.
Though he was wearing proper running shoes, Elizabeth was only wearing her shiny and well polished red shoes with five inch heels. “吸血鬼は別のものです...そして彼女はとても熱いです。Hカップ?” is the only comment the two pilots could say. A black Chinook then enters the area and a man drenched in SWAT gear with SAT Anti Vampire Unit written on his vest unsheathes a Katana.
This prompts Rackdeimer to stop and the Queen, with her hand on her hip, just yawns with bored eyes.
“Elizabethu-sama. I shall handle this.”
“Be sure you can be in prison that man.”
“Hai. It shall be of no problem. Go now, Detective Henry-san has found out where you must go next. End this tonight and bring peace to this city.”
The man didn’t show an inch of skin as his deep blue ACUs covered his entire body with a repurposed IOTV with neck and shoulder guards making him look far bulkier than he needed to be, and his eyes were hidden by the tinted combat goggles he wore. But his voice was deep and heavy and commanded true.
“Then so be it. He was boring anyways.”
“GRRRR! I’ll get you for this you bitch!”
“Silence.”
Rackdeimer’s jaw fell to the snowy rooftop as Elizabeth’s blade pointed at him. “Be sure to treat him well, officer.” The Specialized SAT Operator just bows and the Queen disappears right before their very eyes and the two locked eyes, ready to fight each other to death.
A few hours later, it was past ten. Queen Elizabeth is facing a wall. With a large pistol in her hand. Back in her classic frilly purple gothic gown, the Detective is using a pair of military binoculars. Watching the lobby of a hotel.
“Okay, okay mein frau. Do not point it at anyone, and second, finger off the trigger.”
“Like this?”
“Gutt.”
The Detective holds the hand of the little catgirl. “Don’t go near them. That woman does what she wants.” to distract the child, he gives her his shiny Tag Heuer watch. “Oy Ruden. Are you sure you should be arming her with a gun of all things?”
“Whaaat? We were given explicit orders. Do not make a gory mess inside Sky Garden and I saw the CCTV videos of her little shenanigan with you on the Football field and literally just two hours ago in the freaking Buddhist Temple. If we let her loose with her hands or blades, she’d paint all sixty floors with limbs and bones. The Mayor and other Government officials love Sky Garden and I do not want to be booted from this place.”
“Colonel, may I ask what weapon is this?” she swings the gun to its side, looking at its chrome and engravings.
“Oh yes. That is my personal anti beast weapon. Guns are cheap in Dark World, an easy cheat way to kill things you aren’t supposed to yet. It is an AMT AutoMag Five, chambered in Point Fifty Action Express. That bad boy can kill a Werewolf with one well placed shot, a Vampire? Well, we’re gonna see it now and if you have extra mana, you should be able to materialize two and dual wield it. The enchanted metal is made to be able to dematerialize for easy carrying if your inventory is full.”
“Interesting, and its mechanism?”
“It’s a large single action semi auto. Modified to hold six rounds as seen by the larger grip. Yea, I’ve been using it till I got my late game enchanted sword.”
“What does semi auto mean?”
“Here.” He safely takes the pistol from her hand, and turns off its safety. “Pull the trigger.” a click is heard and the hammer jumps back. “You see this? This is called the Hammer. It's called semi auto as it automatically puts it back down, hence giving you the ability to fire it again.” he then gives it back to her. “Remember, only point it at people you want to hurt and keep it at safe unless you're in a combat zone.”
“Jesus Ruden, giving an Ancient Vampire a crash course on using a pistol.”
“What? An African child can do it with a Kalashnikov. A smart woman like her should be able to wield it without a problem.”
The two look at the Queen and could see her eyes are filled with bloodlust, wanting to test her new weapon on something fleshy.
“What have we done?”
“Mein Gott…”
“Swiftsure to Highace, we’re seeing the HVT again. The one carrying the guitar case, over. I think this is good enough, he's probably carrying the blood from the Hospital and smuggling it to the tower. Should we really wait for him to reveal a green keycard?”
“Highace copies. Disregard it then, I’ve already given Queen Elizabeth access with her own keycard. When he takes the elevator to the top floor, we roll.”
“Copy, Alpha to Foxtrot are all in place, helicopters are ready to perform insertion. Pilots said the magic shield on the penthouse is far too strong and can deflect arms. Only flying in close and rappelling them below five meters is the only option”
“Good, keep this frequency clear. To all police units of Neo Tokyo, any news with the Anti Vampire SAT unit?”
“モンティワンはまだ吸血鬼の主に従事している.現在助けることができません。”
“Dammit. How few are your units for this? ありがとう 東邦ワン あなたが送った通常のSATユニットでドイツ人にここから持って行かせてあげましょう.”
The Detective then zooms in with his binoculars. Seeing a well dressed caucasian man with brown hair in a midnight blue business suit leisurely walking to the lobby of the Sky Garden Hotel.
“Have you confirmed that he is a Vampire Swiftsure?”
“Negative herr, it's not like they don’t use Transmutate to hide their ears and fangs. We’re still unsure.”
“Copy.”
Moving his view, he could see a squad of eight SAT operators clad in black BDUs and Kevlar vests with bolded SAT written on the back, wielding decked out suppressed M4A1s and MP5A5s.
“This is Sniper team, HVT has entered the elevator. Can confirm, Green Keycard to Penthouse!”
“Nice! Ballpark! Start operation!”
Four squads tactically move through the courtyard and into the lobby. The receptionist was dumbfounded by the sudden intrusion of heavily armored and armed men. Three Blackhawks arrive, lights out. It fastropes more operators on the helipad and the rooftop garden while another one keeps at overwatch far away.
“Sniper Team reporting, the blinds of the top floor are opening! I’m detecting a massive surge in the amount of magic! Mein Gott!”
“Copy, Sending Crimson now. Remember to always wear your earpiece. If you want to talk to us, click it. Got it?”
Queen Elizabeth nods, exiting the room as a squad of SAT operators follow her to the elevator and to the lobby. They cross the block and into the reception area of Sky Garden. The big lobby was again intruded by a tall Gothic beauty with sharp ears wielding two large pistols and behind her, an entourage of Operators with their bulletproof helmets face shields down.
“Sniper Team to Crimson, we are seeing times one, female with red hair, caucasian and about Five Seven tall. Confirm target.”
She puts her right hand to her ear, clicking the earpiece. “That’s her.”
“Copy.”
“Highace to all callsigns, you're free to fire.”
Inside the three floored suite, the vampiric woman could clearly see the five snipers located on the tall buildings opposing her window. “They’re here. Prepare the trap. Do they seriously think enchanted Point Fifties can overload our magic shield? Tsk. Quince, wrap this up.” a man in the midnight business suit drops his guitar case and opens it. Revealing it to be loaded with a black M82A1 Barrett and two .45 Colt 1911s with extra mags. “Car, you should really avoid making a mess you know.” He assembles the large rifle and puts the two pistols inside his jacket. With insane speed, he runs to the elevator, opening its doors and runs straight upward on the elevator walls to the top floor.
“Sniper One zu Two, habt ihr das gesehen?”
“Huh? Sniper Two zu Sniper One. Nein, wir sahen nur, wie sich die Aufzugstüren öffneten.”
“Kopiere Sniper Two. Sniper One raus.”
“RELOCAT-! CRRRRR…”
“SNIPER TWO? DO-”
One by one, the Sniper Teams get picked. The .50 BMG bullet had little resistance in turning their heads into popped watermelons and any attempt to return fire was stopped by the invisible magic shield surrounding the penthouse. Down below the hotel, everyone could clearly hear the loud bangs of the big rifles battling each other out far above them. “Team, on me!” Elizabeth leads the way to the elevator, while running, she takes one of the staff's keycards that was hanging by an ID lace.
“Eh?I thought we’re heading straight to the top, Elizabethu-sama.”
“No, they want that to happen. We’ll stop a few floors below and work our way up.”
Inside the elevator, her Operators perform one last check on their rifle and gear. On the 55th floor. The elevator stops and opens, warning them that’s as far as the card will allow, it reveals a corridor full of Vampires in suits. Wielding Halberds and Submachine guns. With an evil grin, Elizabeth spoke to them with a vile grin, showing her upper jaw fangs from her wide smile.
“Let’s dance!”