After the ice, Queen retreated because of being outmatched by all of the generals. She went back to her castle to properly heal her wounds that usually take a second to heal but now will take a month because she got hit by ki-imbued weapons. (Authors note: Ki manipulation is the vampire's biggest weakness. They can't heal if they get wounded by a weapon imbued by it.)
Right after I saw that child, suddenly using that Ki enforce fist, I realized something: he's looks like him in looks and demeanor, something like a copy of him. And this whole time we're fighting the real prophecy child that could unite the vampires. Then I realized why a human child is not a vampire. Then it hits me. Maybe it's because of the dragon king's wish a long time ago. The very Dragon King that fell by the hands of his own brothers and sisters (elder brother Vampire King Lancer, second brother Chardin werewolf, Lilith sister Devil Kind) got jealous because he is the only one who got all the favor from their father, the Great Emperor Kaspier (fallen angel), and they planned an attack into the Dragon King kingdom because he was in line to inherit the emperor's throne, so they conspired with the human (the hero) to kill their brother, but right after they killed the dragon king, but before his last breath, he uttered a spell that we didn't anticipate, the spell of will of prophecy, in which he'll give his will to a being capable of wielding his immense power and all of his remaining life essens transfer in his flesh and blood. And after he finishes his spell and draws his last breath, he dies with a smile, and his body turns into four parts that are scattered around the world. And the human hero (Lancelot) turns against us, the vampire werewolf Devil Kin Alliance; he kills most of us. While the werewolf got wipeout and all the Devilkin managed to slip past the gate to the underworld. The story of my mother.
Meanwhile, Deyviel and the others are currently at the Japan airport. And having a brief briefing for their mission.
"Alright, we'll split up. You, Deyviel, Denver, and Alicia are with Cymac and the twins. Your spot is in Shinjuku, and the rest with me; our spot is in Tokyo. Ok, call us if you find her. No one is a long wolf, but you are free to engage if there's a treat to her. But prioritize her safety at all costs. And call for backup, ok?" Ethan ordered to them.
Deyviel nodded, his expression serious as he absorbed Ethan's instructions. The weight of their mission hung heavily in the air, a palpable tension that underscored the urgency of their task. He glanced at Denver and Alicia, both of whom shared his determination. The twins, always a bit more playful, seemed to sense the gravity of the situation and kept their chatter to a minimum.
"Got it, Ethan," Deyviel replied, his voice steady. "We'll keep our eyes peeled for any signs of her. If we find her, we’ll make sure she’s safe."
"Let’s move out," Ethan commanded, and the group dispersed, each member heading toward their designated areas. Deyviel, Denver, Alicia, and the twins made their way to Shinjuku, the bustling streets alive with the sounds of the city. Neon lights flickered overhead, casting vibrant colors on the pavement as they navigated through the crowd.
As they walked, Deyviel took a moment to observe the surroundings. Shinjuku was a whirlwind of activity, with people rushing past, street vendors calling out, and the distant hum of trains echoing from the nearby station. The atmosphere was electric, but Deyviel couldn’t shake the feeling of unease that settled in his stomach. They were in a foreign land, and their mission was critical.
“Stay close,” he instructed, glancing back at the twins, who were momentarily distracted by a street performer juggling flaming torches. “We can’t afford to lose anyone in this crowd.”
Denver nodded, his eyes scanning the area. “I’ve got a good feeling about this place. If she’s anywhere, it’s likely she’ll be drawn to the energy here.”
Alicia, ever the pragmatist, pulled out her phone. “Let’s set up a group chat for quick communication. If we spot anything, we can alert each other immediately.”
“Good idea,” Deyviel agreed, watching as Alicia typed out the group message. The twins, now back in line, exchanged glances, their playful demeanor replaced by a more serious focus.
As they moved deeper into Shinjuku, the group split up slightly, each member taking a different angle to cover more ground. Deyviel and Denver headed toward a nearby shopping district, while Alicia and the twins ventured toward a popular café known for its unique desserts.
“Let’s check in every thirty minutes,” Deyviel suggested, his voice low but firm. “If anything feels off, we regroup.”
"Hey Keith (Deyviel), look, that's oddly off," Denver pointed to the hooded guy following four girls.
"Alright, call the others. Tell them to follow us and send our location to Ethan's team," he ordered.
"Copy"he replied.
Meanwhile, Ethan and the others are in the hotel; Ghelle's checking in. "So they're out?" Ethan asks.
The receptionist: Yes, sir. About 3 hours ago," she said.
"So cap, what's the plan now?" Mizuno asks.
"I had an idea; me and Kliev are going to stay here; you guys go search the area," Andrew suggested.
"Good plan, already you two stay hear whole me and Mizuno will search around. Call us if you saw something. "He ordered. As for that, their team split too.
Meanwhile, after eating at the ramen house, Ghelle, Micah, Ronna, and Kylie decided to go back to their hotel because they're tired.
As they walked back, the streets were alive with the sounds of laughter and chatter, the warm glow of lanterns illuminating their path. Ghelle, pretending to be still savoring the rich flavors of her ramen, couldn’t help but share her favorite moments from the meal with her friends to not alarm them just like what the massage said.
"Don't go further; you'd been followed by the vampires. Go to your hotel room and pretend not to panic. Just act normal. The Hunters are going to get you into the safety. So you can rest assured, my baby. Dad is here," her sad messages. So she just swallowed her fear and still herself, took a deep breath, and smiled again.
“I swear, that broth was like a hug in a bowl," she exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with enthusiasm.
Micah chuckled, adjusting his backpack. “I think I could eat that every day and never get tired of it. But I’m definitely going to need a nap after all that.”
Ronna, who had been quiet, suddenly piped up, “Did you guys see the way the chef tossed the noodles? It was like a performance! I almost wanted to clap.”
Kylie laughed, her ponytail swaying as she walked. “Next time, we should sit at the counter and watch them cook. It’s like dinner and a show!”
As they approached their hotel, the familiar sight of the building brought a sense of relief. The day had been long, filled with exploration and new experiences, and they were all ready to unwind. But as they were going to enter the hotel, Ghelle suddenly stopped because she saw someone she knew, and the man spoke with a relief to his voice.
"What a surprise! That didn't take long," Ethan said.
Meanwhile, Deyviel and the others are still following that mysterious hooded man. As they approach the man and Deyvieliss about to grab the man's shoulder, it's suddenly vanished.
"Fuck, "Deyviel cursed.
"Well, if it's our wannabe hero Deyviel, long time no see, dear boy," Balthazar said while sitting at the top of a trash truck.
Deyviel's heart raced as he recognized the voice. Balthazar, the enigmatic figure who had always danced on the edge of their world, was perched casually atop a trash truck, a smirk playing on his lips. The hooded man had vanished, leaving Deyviel with a mix of frustration and intrigue.
"Balthazar," Deyviel replied, trying to keep his voice steady despite the surge of emotions. "What are you doing here? We don’t have time for games."
Balthazar chuckled, his eyes glinting with mischief. "Oh, but this is no game, dear Deyviel. I come bearing news—news that could change everything for you and your little band of misfits."
Denver stepped forward, his brow furrowed. "What do you know about the girl? Where is she?"
Balthazar raised a hand, silencing Denver with a wave. "Patience, my eager friend. The girl is safe for now, but she is not the only one in danger. The forces at play are far more complex than you realize."
If I'm you, I'll go and find her now, he smuggly said. As Balthazar said, Deyviel was hit by the realization, "Fuck Denver, call the rest and tell them to go at Ethan's location. This is a diversion. To separate us. "As he said, he opened a black case and revealed a big sword. Here (handed Deyviel a big sword):This baby is just a prototype; I want you to try it out at the field. Don't worry about breaking it. I just want you to test it. So give it a shot out there," Blacksmith Shane Jun said with a smirk. "And what's this baby's name?"As he said that, Balthazar's eyes widen. But not in shock but in amusement. "That's a big and glowing sword you got, kid," he said with amusement.
"You got it right, this baby is the one who will cut you in half. You can call this baby 'The Red Queen'!!!. Deyviel said with raging confidence.
Balthazar's laughter echoed through the alley, a sound that seemed to dance with the shadows. "The Red Queen, you say? Quite the name for a weapon, especially one that looks like it could cleave a mountain in two. But tell me, dear Deyviel, do you truly believe that a sword can change your fate?"
Deyviel tightened his grip on the hilt, feeling the weight of the blade resonate with a power he had yet to fully understand. "It's not just the sword, Balthazar. It's what I intend to do with it. I’m not just going to sit back and let others dictate my fate. Like you ugly mugg."
Denver, still on edge, glanced between Deyviel and Balthazar. "Enough with the theatrics. We need to move. If this is a distraction, we can't afford to waste any more time."
Balthazar shrugged, his smirk never fading. "Ah, but time is a luxury, my friends. You see, the girl is a pawn in a much larger game just like you. The real players are far more dangerous than you can imagine." As he said, Deyviel lounged forward and swung his big sword. And Balthazar Parry it like it was nothing.
"Oh, you got strength, kid, but that wasn't enough to defeat me,Balthazar said as he counters Deyviel's attacks. They continue their exchange while Denver calls Ethan.
Meanwhile, at Ethan's side
"Ok, I want you guys just to sit tight. Don't go anywhere far. Just stay here at the hotel. If you're going to the bathroom, call Alicia to escort you. We can't take any chances. Your safety is our priority, "he said as he drank a cup of coffee.
"Yes, sir, but where's?" As before Ghelle finished her words, Mizuno chime in. "They'll be coming; don't worry, he's here too," he said and smiled.
Ethan nodded, his gaze shifting to the window as he contemplated their precarious situation. The city outside was alive with energy, but within the walls of the hotel, a different kind of tension simmered. He could feel it in the air—a sense of impending danger that loomed over them like a dark cloud.
“Let’s keep our communication lines open,” Ethan said, setting his coffee cup down. “If anything feels off, we regroup immediately. I don’t want any surprises.”
Ghelle, still feeling the weight of the earlier message, glanced at Mizuno. “What if they don’t make it back in time? What if something happens to them?”
Mizuno placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. “Deyviel and the others are capable. They know what’s at stake. We just have to trust them.”
“Trust is one thing, but we can’t afford to be complacent,” Ethan interjected, his voice firm. “We need to be ready for anything. If Balthazar is involved, it means he’s playing a game that we don’t fully understand yet.”
Just then, Alicia burst into the room, her expression a mix of urgency and concern. “Ethan! I just got a message from Denver. They encountered Balthazar, and it sounds like they're fighting. We need to move now!
Ethan's heart sinks at the news. Balthazar was a wildcard, and if he was involved, it meant they were in deeper trouble than he had anticipated. "Alright, everyone, gear up. We’re heading out," he commanded, his voice steady despite the rising tension.
Ghelle's eyes widened. "But what if they need backup? What if—"
"We can't afford to split our forces any further," Ethan interrupted, his tone brokering no argument. "We need to regroup and find a more safe location for them.(Pointung at Ghelle's group of friends) Alicia calls the H.Q., tells them what's going on, and asks for Q.R.F. (Quick Response Force). If Balthazar is stalling them, we have to make sure they don’t get overwhelmed."
Alicia nodded, her heart racing as she processed Ethan's orders. The urgency of the situation weighed heavily on her, but she knew they had to act quickly. “I’ll call HQ right now,” she said, pulling out her phone and dialing the number.
As Alicia spoke into the phone, the tension in the room thickened. Ethan paced back and forth, his mind racing with strategies and contingencies. Ghelle, Micah, Ronna, and Kylie exchanged worried glances, the gravity of the situation settling heavily on their shoulders.
“ahm.. Sir, Mr. Captain Ethan, what if Balthazar has something planned for us too? "Ronna asked, her voice barely above a whisper. “He’s always been unpredictable.”
Ethan paused, his brow furrowing at Ronna's question. "That's a valid concern," he admitted, his voice low and serious. "Balthazar thrives on chaos and manipulation. We can't underestimate his ability to orchestrate distractions or traps."
Micah chimed in, his tone thoughtful. "If he's targeting Deyviel and the others, it stands to reason he might have something in store for us as well. We need to be prepared for anything."
Mizuno nodded, his expression resolved. "We should set up a defensive perimeter around the hotel. If Balthazar is trying to draw us out, we can use this location to our advantage."
"Good thinking," Ethan replied, appreciating Mizuno's proactive approach. "We’ll fortify our position here while we wait for updates from Deyviel and the others. If they’re in a fight, we need to be ready to back them up."
Alicia finished her call, her face pale. "HQ is sending the Q.R.F., but they’ll take some time to arrive. We need to hold our ground until then."
Alright, let’s split up the tasks," Ethan ordered. "Mizuno, Andrew, and Alicia, you three set up a lookout at the entrance. Yumi, you're going to guard them (pointing at Ghelle and her friends), and Kliev, you’re with me. We’ll check the back exits and ensure no one can sneak in. Stay alert, everyone."
Meanwhile, Deyviel and Denver were still engaged in a fierce battle with Balthazar. The alleyway echoed with the clash of steel as Deyviel swung the Red Queen, its blade glowing ominously in the dim light. Balthazar danced around him, his movements fluid and almost mocking.
"You think you can defeat me with that flashy sword?" Balthazar taunted, parrying another of Deyviel's strikes effortlessly. "You’re still just a child playing with toys." As he was about to parry another attack from Deyviel. As Deyviel suddenly rolls or squeezes the sword's throttle. The whole sword ignites, and Deyviel slashes become covered by flame. And Balthazar got caught off guard and got hit and flanged away and landed in the side of the building, destroying its wall.
The impact of Balthazar's body against the wall sent a shockwave through the alley, dust and debris cascading down like confetti. Deyviel stood there, breathless, the Red Queen still glowing with an intense heat, its flames flickering like a living entity. He had never felt such power coursing through him, and for a moment, he reveled in the thrill of it.
"Did you really think I was just a child playing with toys?" Deyviel shot back, his voice steady despite the adrenaline surging through him. "This is more than just a sword; it’s a symbol of my resolve." (He said, pointing at the middle rune at his sword with a red gem.)
Balthazar, momentarily stunned, pushed himself off the ground, brushing off the dust and debris with a smirk that belied the pain he must have felt. "Impressive, that sword packs a bit of punch, but you need more of that; also, don’t let it go to your head. You’re still outmatched." He straightened, his demeanor shifting as he prepared for another round.
Denver turned his head and saw his best friend land a clean hit to his opponent, giving a surge of pride in him.Man, I got hit by it a lot," remembering their practice match. "Deyviel, keep pushing! You’ve got this!"He shouted, his voice filled with encouragement. But another vampire attacked him, and now he's facing six more vampires.
Deyviel's heart raced as he heard Denver's shout of encouragement, but the moment was fleeting. Balthazar was already recovering, and the alleyway was becoming a battleground. The air crackled with tension as more vampires emerged from the shadows, their eyes glinting with malice. Deyviel could feel the weight of the situation pressing down on him, but he refused to back down.
"Stay focused, Deyviel!" he reminded himself, gripping the hilt of the Red Queen tightly. The sword pulsed with energy, as if it could sense the urgency of the moment. He had to make this count.
Deyviel glanced at Denver, who was now surrounded by six vampires, fighting valiantly but clearly struggling. "I can’t let him face them alone," Deyviel thought, determination flooding his veins. He took a deep breath, centering himself, and then charged forward, the Red Queen igniting once more with flames. And now he infused it with ki. And his slash became more devastating. One vampire was caught and got sliced in half, able to regenerate and become ash.Fuck what was that?! The vampire next to it said in panic.
Deyviel felt a surge of power as he unleashed the combined might of the Red Queen and his ki manipulation. The flames danced around the blade, creating a fiery arc that sliced through the air with deadly precision. The second vampire fell, disintegrating into ash before it could even comprehend the threat. The sight fueled Deyviel's confidence, and he pressed on, determined to turn the tide of the battle.
"Keep moving!" he shouted to Denver, who was still fending off the other vampires. "I’ll clear a path!"
With each swing of the Red Queen, Deyviel carved through the ranks of their attackers. The flames licked at the edges of his vision, illuminating the dark alleyway and casting eerie shadows on the walls. The remaining vampires hesitated, fear creeping into their expressions as they witnessed their comrades falling one by one.
"Is this the best you can do?" Balthazar taunted from the sidelines, his voice dripping with mockery. "You think a little fire and bravado will save you? Look at you; you're already tired of using that power. Hahahaha, what a pity."
Deyviel grated his teeth, feeling the weight of Balthazar's words. He could feel the strain in his muscles, the heat radiating from the Red Queen, but he refused to let doubt creep in. "I won’t let you get to me," he muttered under his breath, channeling his focus into the sword.
With a fierce battle cry, he lunged at the remaining vampires, the flames of the Red Queen flaring brighter as he infused it with more ki. The air around him shimmered with energy, and he felt a connection to the sword that transcended mere physicality. It was as if the Red Queen was alive, responding to his will and determination.
One vampire lunged at him, fangs bared, but Deyviel sidestepped with agility, bringing the sword down in a sweeping arc. The flames engulfed the creature, and it screamed as it was consumed, turning to ash before it could even hit the ground.
"Keep it up, Deyviel!" Denver shouted, his voice strained but filled with encouragement. He was still battling the remaining vampires, but Deyviel could see the tide turning. The fear in their eyes was palpable, and they were beginning to falter.
Balthazar, however, remained unfazed, watching the chaos unfold with a bemused expression. "You think you can win this fight? You’re merely a pawn in a game far beyond your understanding," he sneered, his voice echoing through the alley. "You may have a powerful sword, but it won’t save you from the inevitable."
Deyviel shot a glare at Balthazar, his resolve hardening. "I’m not a pawn. I’m the one who will change the game." With that, he charged forward, the Red Queen blazing with renewed intensity.
In the midst of the chaos, Denver managed to break free from the last of his attackers, panting heavily but unyielding. "Deyviel, we need to finish this! We can’t let Balthazar get away!"
And as Denver closed the distance, he felt a surge of adrenaline. He swung his two short swords in a wide arc, flames trailing behind it like a comet. The remaining vampires, now visibly shaken, attempted to regroup, but Denver was relentless. He struck again and again, each swing fueled by his determination to protect his friends and fulfill his mission. "Vanishing slash!
"Deyviel! as Denver said that.
Deyviel nodded, his eyes locked on Balthazar, who was now standing at the edge of the alley, a calculating look in his eyes. "You’re right. Let’s end this."
With a final surge of energy, Deyviel and Denver charged at Balthazar together. The Red Queen glowed fiercely, flames licking at the air as Deyviel prepared to unleash a final, devastating blow.
Balthazar’s smirk faltered for a moment, and he raised his hands, a flicker of uncertainty crossing his features. "Go fourth! Dominion of Darkness (if you are familiar with domain expansion in Jujutsu Kaisen, yeah, it's like that. But a bit different; more on that later).
The air around them thickened, shadows swirling as Balthazar invoked his dark power. The alleyway transformed, the vibrant colors of Shinjuku fading into a monochrome landscape, where the only light came from the flickering flames of the Red Queen. Deyviel felt the oppressive weight of Balthazar's domain pressing down on him, but he refused to be intimidated.
"The fuck is this?!" Denver said.
"Stay close, Denver!" Deyviel shouted, his voice cutting through the darkness. He could feel the energy of the Red Queen pulsing in his hands, a beacon of hope amidst the encroaching shadows.
Balthazar's laughter echoed through the void, a chilling sound that sent shivers down Deyviel's spine. "You think you can challenge me in my own domain? This is where I thrive, where I am invincible!" The shadows twisted and writhed, forming grotesque shapes that lunged at Deyviel and Denver.
Deyviel's heart raced as he faced the oncoming darkness. "We won't back down!" he declared, channeling his ki into the Red Queen. The sword flared with a brilliant light, cutting through the shadows like a knife through silk. "We will fight for our friends, for our future!"
With a fierce battle cry, Deyviel swung the Red Queen, the flames erupting in a wave of heat and light. The shadows recoiled, shrieking as they were consumed by the fire. Denver followed suit, his twin swords dancing in a flurry of strikes, each one igniting the darkness around them.
And all of a sudden, giant shadow arms attacked them in all directions. "In my dominion, you can hurt me because I'm the shadow itself.
!"Balthazar's voice boomed, echoing ominously through the darkened landscape. The shadow arms lunged at Deyviel and Denver, their forms twisting and writhing like serpents seeking to ensnare their prey.
Deyviel's instincts kicked in, and he quickly sidestepped the first attack, feeling the rush of air as the shadowy appendage barely missed him. "We need to break through this darkness!" he shouted, determination fueling his every move. He could feel the heat of the Red Queen pulsing in his grip, urging him to unleash its power.
"Right behind you!" Denver replied, his voice steady despite the chaos. He darted to the side, using his agility to evade the shadow arms while launching a series of quick strikes at the nearest tendril. Each slash ignited the darkness, creating small bursts of light that illuminated their surroundings.
Deyviel took a deep breath, focusing on the energy within him. "We can’t let him control this fight!" he declared, channeling his ki into the Red Queen. The sword flared with a brilliant light, and he swung it in a wide arc, sending a wave of flames cascading toward the shadow arms.
The fire met the darkness with a fierce explosion, illuminating the alleyway in a blinding flash. The shadows recoiled, shrieking in agony as the flames consumed them. Deyviel felt a surge of triumph, but he knew they couldn’t let up. Balthazar was still out there, lurking in the shadows.
"Keep pushing, Deyviel!" Denver encouraged, his own strikes relentless as he fought off the remaining shadow tendrils. "We can’t let him regain control!"
With renewed determination, Deyviel charged forward, the Red Queen glowing brighter than ever. "This ends now, Balthazar!" he shouted, his voice echoing through the darkness. He could feel the weight of his friends’ hopes resting on his shoulders, and he refused to let them down.
Balthazar's laughter rang out, a chilling sound that reverberated through the void. "You think you can defeat me? I am the darkness! I am eternal!" The shadows around him twisted and morphed, forming a massive, monstrous figure that loomed over Deyviel and Denver.
Deyviel's heart raced as he faced the monstrous shadow, its eyes glowing with malevolence. "We won’t back down!" he shouted, raising the Red Queen high above his head. "Together, we can overcome anything!"
With a fierce battle cry, Deyviel and Denver launched themselves at the shadow creature, their combined strength igniting the air around them. The Red Queen blazed with an intensity that rivaled the sun, and as they struck, the darkness began to unravel.
The shadow creature roared in fury, its form disintegrating under the onslaught of fire and ki. Deyviel felt the power of the Red Queen coursing through him, amplifying his every move. "We can do this!" he shouted, determination surging within him.
"Keep pushing, Deyviel! We can break through!" Denver urged, his voice filled with determination. Together, they fought against the tide of shadows, their combined strength pushing back against Balthazar's dark magic.
Balthazar's expression shifted from amusement to frustration as he watched his shadows falter. "No! You cannot resist me!" he roared, summoning more darkness to envelop them. But Deyviel and Denver were relentless, their resolve unyielding.
"Together!" Deyviel shouted, and they charged forward, the Red Queen and Denver's swords blazing with fire and ki. They struck at the heart of Balthazar's domain, their combined power creating a shockwave that shattered the shadows around them.
As the last remnants of the shadow creature faded into nothingness, the oppressive darkness began to lift. Deyviel and Denver stood side by side, breathing heavily but victorious. The alleyway was slowly returning to its vibrant colors, the neon lights flickering back to life.
Balthazar, now visibly shaken, stepped back, his confidence faltering. "This isn’t over, Deyviel," he warned, his voice laced with anger. "You may have won this battle, but the war is far from finished." As he said, more monsters landed around them.
With that, Balthazar vanished into the shadows, leaving Deyviel and Denver standing in the alley, the weight of their victory settling over them. They exchanged a glance, a silent understanding passing between them.
"This is not over, boys; I will come back and I will kill you next time, he said, his voice echoing into the darkness.
"We did it," Denver said, a grin breaking across his face. "We actually did it!"
Deyviel nodded, a sense of relief washing over him. "But we can’t let our guard down. We need to regroup with the others and make sure they’re safe."
As they made their way out of the alley, the vibrant sounds of Shinjuku filled their ears once more. The city was alive, and despite the chaos they had just faced, Deyviel felt a renewed sense of hope. They were stronger together, and no matter what challenges lay ahead, they would face them as a united front.
Meanwhile, back at the hotel, Ethan and the others were on high alert, waiting for news from Deyviel and Denver. The atmosphere was tense, and every passing moment felt like an eternity.
"Ah, sir Ethan, do you think they’re okay?" Ghelle asked, her voice filled with concern. She paced the room, her anxiety palpable as she glanced at the door, willing it to open.
Mizuno, stationed by the window, kept a watchful eye on the street below. "They’re capable fighters. If anyone can handle Balthazar, it’s them," he reassured her, though he too felt the weight of uncertainty.
Andrew, checking his gear, chimed in, "We just need to stay ready. If they’re in trouble, we’ll be there to back them up."
Alicia, still on the phone with HQ, nodded in agreement. "The Q.R.F. is on their way, but we can’t rely solely on them. We need to be proactive."
Just then, the door swung open, and Deyviel and Denver stepped inside, both looking a bit worse for wear but undeniably triumphant. "We’re back!" Deyviel announced, a grin breaking through the exhaustion on his face.
Ghelle rushed forward, relief flooding her features. "You’re okay! What happened? We were worried!"
"I'm fine, don't worry, we're back in one piece, "he said and smiled.
"But your wounds," she said, as all of them looked at the two with raised brows. "Ehem, "Evan intentionally coughed to get their attention.
Deyviel waved off their concern, brushing his hand against the remnants of soot and ash that clung to his clothes. "It's nothing we can't handle. We ran into Balthazar, and let's just say, we had a bit of a showdown."
Denver chimed in, his voice filled with excitement. "You should have seen it! Deyviel wielded the Red Queen like a pro! We took down a bunch of vampires and even managed to push Balthazar back. But he warned us that this isn’t over."
Ethan stepped forward, his expression serious. "Balthazar is a wildcard. We can’t underestimate him. If he’s regrouping, he’ll come back with a plan. We need to be ready."
Mizuno nodded, his gaze shifting between Deyviel and Ghelle. "Ow, you guys are like boyfriend and girlfriend," he tease.
Deyviel rolled his eyes, a faint blush creeping onto his cheeks. "It's not like that, Mizuno. We're just friends trying to survive in a world full of chaos."
Ghelle shot him a playful glare, her lips curving into a smile. "Just friends, huh? You sure have a funny way of showing it."
Denver chuckled, clearly enjoying the banter. "Come on, Deyviel, you have to admit that you two have a special connection," he added.
Deyviel sighed, trying to maintain his composure. "Can we focus on the fact that Balthazar is still out there? We need to strategize and figure out our next move."
Ethan nodded, bringing the group back to the task at hand. "Denver's right; we need to be prepared for whatever Balthazar has planned. We can't let our guard down. Ghelle, Micah, Ronna, and Kylie, I want you all to stay close to each other. Mizuno, Andrew, and Alicia, you’ll be on lookout duty. Deyviel, you and Denver will help me set up defenses around the hotel."
"Got it," Deyviel replied, his focus shifting back to the mission. "We need to make sure we have a solid plan in place. Balthazar won’t just sit back and let us regroup."
As they began to strategize, Yumi felt a surge of determination. "We can’t let fear control us. We’ve faced so much already, and we’ve come out stronger. We’ll face whatever comes next together."
Deyviel glanced at her, appreciating her resolve. "You're right. We’ve got each other’s backs, and that’s what matters."
With renewed energy, the group set to work, each member taking on their assigned tasks. The atmosphere in the hotel shifted from one of anxiety to one of determination. They were a team, and together, they would face whatever challenges lay ahead.
As the hours passed, the tension in the air remained palpable, but they worked diligently, reinforcing their defenses and preparing for the worst. Ethan kept a close eye on the entrance, ready to react at a moment's notice.
Suddenly, Alicia's phone buzzed, breaking the silence. She quickly answered, her expression shifting from concern to relief. "HQ just confirmed that the Q.R.F. is on their way. They’ll be here at any moment."
"Good," Ethan replied, his voice steady. "We’ll need all the help we can get. Let’s make sure we’re ready to receive them."
"Good," Ethan replied, his voice steady. "We’ll need all the help we can get. Let’s make sure we’re ready to receive them."
Just then, the hotel’s front door swung open, and a group of heavily armed operatives entered, their expressions serious and focused. "We’re here to assist," one of them said, scanning the room. "What’s the situation?"
Ethan stepped forward, briefing them on the recent events and the threat posed by Balthazar. The operatives listened intently, nodding as they absorbed the information.
"We’ll set up a perimeter and keep watch," the lead operative said. "You can count on us to back you up."
As the QRF members began to take their positions, Deyviel felt a sense of camaraderie building. They were no longer just a group of friends; they were the united front against the darkness that threatened to engulf them.
"Let’s stay sharp," Ethan reminded everyone. "We don’t know when Balthazar will strike again, but we need to be ready."
Hours turned into a tense waiting game, the group remaining vigilant as they monitored the streets outside. Deyviel found himself reflecting on the battles they had faced and the bonds they had forged. Each challenge had only strengthened their resolve, and he knew they would face whatever came next together.
As night fell, the neon lights of Shinjuku illuminated the streets, casting a vibrant glow that contrasted sharply with the darkness that loomed over them. Deyviel stood by the window, watching the city pulse with life, but he couldn’t shake the feeling that danger was still lurking just beyond their reach.
Suddenly, a loud crash echoed from the street below, followed by the sound of chaos. Deyviel’s heart raced as he turned to Ethan, who was already moving toward the door. "Everyone, stay alert! We’ve got company!"
The group sprang into action, adrenaline surging through their veins as they prepared to face whatever threat awaited them outside. Deyviel gripped the Red Queen tightly, its warmth reassuring against the uncertainty that lay ahead.
As they stepped outside, the scene before them was chaotic. Shadows moved in the flickering light, and the unmistakable presence of Balthazar’s minions filled the streets. The battle was far from over, and Deyviel knew they would have to fight with everything they had to protect their friends and their future.
"Captain, well handle the rest here. You guys go to the extraction point. Here's Mendes; he's going to assist you all," the captain of Q.R.F. named Patric Johnson said. A Japanese man with emo-like hair. With a muscular body.
"Copy, be careful, brother Patrick; I owe you a drink next time we meet," Ethan said, grabbing each other's hands.
"I'm expecting that from you, brother," he said, but not in Japanese but in Russian.
"Alright team, well all going, we were going on full bodyguard mode. Anyone who came and attacked us, take them down! Ethan ordered, and then they rappelled down to the hotel. .
As they descended from the hotel, the atmosphere crackled with tension. Deyviel felt the weight of the Red Queen in his back, its fiery glow a reminder of the power he wielded. The streets of Shinjuku were alive with chaos, shadows darting between the neon lights as Balthazar's minions swarmed the area.
"Stay close and watch each other's backs!" Ethan shouted, his voice cutting through the din of battle. The Q.R.F. operatives moved with precision, forming a protective perimeter around the group as they navigated the chaos.
Deyviel glanced at Denver, who was already scanning the area for threats. "We need to find Balthazar and put an end to this," he said, determination etched on his face.
Denver nodded, his expression serious. "Agreed. We can’t let him regroup or escape. He’s too dangerous."
As they moved through the streets, the sounds of battle echoed around them—clashes of steel, the crackle of ki-infused attacks, and the anguished cries of Balthazar's minions. Deyviel felt a surge of adrenaline as they approached a group of vampires, their eyes glowing with malice.
"Here they come!" Ethan shouted, drawing his weapon. The Q.R.F. operatives fanned out, ready to engage the enemy.
Deyviel stepped forward, the Red Queen igniting with flames as he prepared to strike. "Let’s show them what we’re made of!" he declared, charging into the fray.
The first vampire lunged at him, fangs bared, but Deyviel sidestepped with agility, bringing the Red Queen down in a sweeping arc. The flames engulfed the creature, and it disintegrated into ash before it could even react.
"Nice one!" Denver called out, his twin swords flashing as he dispatched another vampire with a swift strike. "Keep it up!"
The battle raged on, Deyviel and Denver working in tandem to take down their foes. The Q.R.F. operatives fought with military precision, their training evident as they coordinated their attacks and covered each other.
But amidst the chaos, Deyviel could feel Balthazar's presence lurking in the shadows, a dark cloud that threatened to engulf them all. "We need to find him!" Deyviel shouted over the din of battle. "He’s the one pulling the strings!"
Ethan nodded, his expression grim. "We’ll push forward and flush him out. Stay sharp!"
As they pressed deeper into the fray, Deyviel felt the heat of the Red Queen pulsing in his hands, its power resonating with his determination. He could sense the energy of the city around him, the vibrant life of Shinjuku contrasting sharply with the darkness that Balthazar had unleashed.
Suddenly, a massive shadow loomed ahead, and Deyviel's heart sank as he recognized the familiar figure of Balthazar, flanked by a horde of vampires. "You think you can defeat me in my own city?" Balthazar taunted, his voice dripping with malice. "You’re nothing but insects to be crushed!"
"Heh, like what you did to your clan 12 years ago? Evan chime in, and Balthazar's eyes narrowed.
"Ow, it's you, my boy Ethan. Muwahahahaha, long time no see?! You all grown up!" He said while laughing.
"You know this guy?" Denver asked.
"Yeah, I know him so well," his eyes fill with rage.Deyviel, you guys go a head; I'll handle this freak," Ethan said, and he grabbed his spear and infused it with ki.
Deyviel's heart raced as he watched Ethan step forward, determination etched on his face. "No, Ethan! We can’t let you face him alone!" Deyviel shouted, instinctively moving to follow.
"Deyviel, you need to bring Ghelle and her friends to safety (to the extraction point), and that's an order," he said, and Deyviel saw his eyes full of rage and determination.
"Alright, just be careful. Let's go now, Mizuno. Help him. The rest follow me! He said, grabbing Ghelle's arm and run.
As Deyviel and the others sprinted through the chaos of the streets, the sounds of battle echoed behind them—clashing steel, the crackle of ki, and the anguished cries of Balthazar's minions. The vibrant neon lights of Shinjuku flickered ominously, casting eerie shadows that danced around them as they navigated the chaos.
"Stay close, everyone!" Deyviel urged, glancing back to ensure Ghelle, Micah, Ronna, and Kylie were keeping pace. The urgency of their mission weighed heavily on him, but he couldn’t shake the feeling of dread that settled in his stomach. Ethan was facing Balthazar alone, and the thought of his friend battling the dark figure sent a chill down his spine.
"Where are we going?" Ghelle asked, her voice laced with concern as they ducked into a narrow alleyway to avoid a group of vampires charging down the street.
"To the extraction point," Deyviel replied, his voice steady despite the chaos around them. "We need to get you all to safety first. Ethan can handle himself; he’s strong."
"But what if he needs us?" Ronna interjected, her eyes wide with worry. "We can’t just leave him!"
Deyviel felt a pang of guilt at her words, but he knew they had to prioritize the safety of Ghelle and her friends. "If we don’t get you to safety, then we’re all at risk. We’ll regroup with Ethan as soon as we can. Trust me."
Micah nodded, his expression resolute. "Deyviel’s right. We can’t afford to lose anyone else. Let’s keep moving."
As they continued through the alleyways, Deyviel’s mind raced with thoughts of Ethan and Balthazar. He could only hope that his friend was holding his own against the dark figure. The streets were alive with chaos, and the air crackled with tension as they navigated the labyrinth of Shinjuku.
Suddenly, a loud crash echoed from behind them, and Deyviel turned to see a massive shadow barreling down the alley, a horde of vampires in its wake. "Run!" he shouted, adrenaline surging through him as he pushed Ghelle and the others forward. And Deyviel and Denver unsheathed their swords and infused them with ki."Now Denver!!" Deyviel shouted .
Red Bash!(Deyviel swung his sword.)
Dragons Fans!(Denver slashes his dual short swords.)
The combined force of Deyviel's and Denver's attacks created a fiery wave that surged toward the oncoming horde of vampires. The flames danced and flickered, illuminating the dark alleyway as the two friends stood their ground, ready to protect Ghelle and the others.
The first wave of vampires met the onslaught head-on, but they were no match for the intensity of the ki-infused flames. The fire consumed them, turning their shrieks into echoes of despair as they disintegrated into ash. Deyviel felt a surge of adrenaline as he watched the creatures fall, but he knew this was only the beginning.
"Keep moving!" Deyviel urged, glancing back at Ghelle and the others. "We need to get to the extraction point before more of them show up!"
Denver nodded, his expression fierce. "I’ll cover our rear! Just go!" He turned to face the remaining vampires, his twin swords gleaming with energy. "You want a piece of us? Come and get it!"
As Deyviel pushed Ghelle and the others forward, he could hear the clash of steel and the crackle of ki behind him. Denver was holding his ground, fending off the relentless onslaught of vampires with skill and determination. Deyviel felt a pang of worry for his friend but knew they had to keep moving.
They navigated through the narrow alleyways, the sounds of battle fading into the background as they made their way toward the extraction point. The neon lights of Shinjuku flickered above them, casting an otherworldly glow on the scene.
"Are we almost there?" Ghelle asked, her voice tinged with anxiety as they turned a corner.
"Just a little further," Deyviel reassured her, his heart racing. "We’ll be safe soon."
As they rounded another corner, they spotted the extraction point—a small, unmarked van waiting in a secluded area. Relief washed over Deyviel, but it was short-lived as he heard the unmistakable sound of footsteps behind them.
But Deyviel got smash into a wall, destroying it. As Deyviel pushed himself up, another attack hit him. And he got flange into the light poll. But Kliev and the others are about to run beside him, but Deyviel stood up and shouted.
"Go! Get to the van!" Deyviel shouted, pushing Ghelle and the others ahead. He turned to face the approaching threat, his grip tightening on the Red Queen. "I’ll hold them off! Alicia Yumi Kliev! Drag them if you need too; I'll face them to buy you some time go!!" Now move! As they movie Deyviel and the two vampires clash. One has long and sharp nails; the other is towering over 8 feet. Man, they're like the Taguro brothers (reference from Ghost Fighter)—I'm Eugene! "He said to himself. As they clashed again, Deyviel got flange again.
"Man, this guy is weak." The guy with long hair is said to be Hiddan Berdugo, and his voice is just like the older one in Taguro brothers.
"Yeah, he's so weak he barely scratches us," said the big guy named Juro Berdugo. And his voice is very like Taguro (authors note: yeah, that's intentional; I like Yuyu Hakusho, so I put them here).
"Man, I really felt like Eugene fighting the real Taguro brothers right now. Well, I need my Alfred if there's one, "Deyviel said to himself while struggling to stand up. Blood was falling from his head.
Deyviel staggered to his feet, the pain radiating through his body, but he refused to let it show. He had faced countless foes before, but the Berdugo brothers were a different breed. Their laughter echoed in the alley, mocking him as he struggled to regain his footing.
"What's the matter, little boy? Can't handle a couple of vampires?" Hiddan taunted, his long nails glinting in the dim light as he advanced. "You should have stayed with your friends."
Deyviel clenched his jaw, determination igniting within him. "I’m not going anywhere until I’ve bought them enough time to escape," he declared, his voice steady despite the blood trickling down his forehead
Juro stepped forward, towering over Deyviel like a mountain. "You think you can take us both on? You’re outmatched, kid. Just give up."
But Deyviel shook his head, the Red Queen pulsing with energy in his grip. "Well, I can't give up because my middle name is not give up. So it's a no for yeah," he said and smiles.
With a fierce battle cry, Deyviel charged at the Berdugo brothers, the Red Queen igniting with flames as he swung it in a wide arc. The heat radiated from the blade, illuminating the dark alleyway and casting flickering shadows on the walls. He felt the power of the sword coursing through him, urging him to fight with everything he had.
Hiddan lunged forward, his sharp nails aimed at Deyviel's throat. Deyviel sidestepped just in time, feeling the rush of air as Hiddan's attack barely missed him. He countered with a swift slash of the Red Queen, the flames trailing behind the blade as it cut through the air. Hiddan barely managed to evade the attack, but the heat singed the edges of his cloak.
"You're faster than you look, but it won't save you!" Hiddan snarled, his eyes narrowing as he prepared for another strike.
Juro, meanwhile, was closing in on Deyviel from the other side, his massive fists ready to crush. Deyviel could feel the ground shake with each of Juro's steps, and he knew he had to act quickly. He couldn't let them corner him.
"Time to turn up the heat!" Deyviel shouted, channeling more ki into the Red Queen and using the full throttle of the sword. The flames flared higher, and he swung the sword in a wide arc, creating a wave of fire and explosion that surged toward both brothers.
The flames erupted from the Red Queen, a torrent of fire that illuminated the alleyway and sent a shockwave through the air. Deyviel felt the heat wash over him, but he focused on the attack, determined to catch the Berdugo brothers off guard.
Hiddan's eyes widened in shock as the wave of fire surged toward him. "What the—!" he shouted, barely managing to leap out of the way. The flames scorched the ground where he had stood, leaving a charred mark in their wake.
Juro, however, was not as quick. The massive vampire attempted to raise his arms to shield himself, but the flames engulfed him, and he let out a roar of pain as the fire consumed him. The heat was intense, and for a moment, Deyviel felt a surge of triumph as he watched Juro stagger back, his skin blistering from the flames.
But Hiddan was quick to recover, his expression shifting from shock to fury. "You think you can defeat us with a little fire? You’re going to regret that!" He lunged at Deyviel, his long nails aimed for his throat once more.
Deyviel sidestepped again, narrowly avoiding the attack. He could feel the adrenaline coursing through his veins, heightening his senses as he prepared for the next move. "I won’t let you hurt my friends!" he shouted, swinging the Red Queen in a powerful arc. Scorching sun flaire!
The flames erupted from the Red Queen, creating a blinding flash of light that illuminated the alleyway. Deyviel felt the heat radiate off the blade as he unleashed a powerful wave of fire toward Hiddan. The flames surged forward, crackling with energy and intent, and Deyviel poured every ounce of his determination into the attack.
Hiddan's eyes widened in horror as the inferno approached. "No! You can't—!" he shouted, but it was too late. The flames engulfed him, and he screamed as the fire consumed him, turning him to ash in an instant. The alley was filled with the acrid smell of burnt flesh, and Deyviel felt a surge of triumph at having taken down one of the brothers. "Well, that is one down," he breathlessly said.
But there was no time to celebrate. Juro, now seething with rage and partially charred, charged at Deyviel with a ferocity that sent tremors through the ground. "You’ll pay for that, little boy!" he roared, his massive fists swinging toward Deyviel with the force of a freight train.
Deyviel barely managed to dodge the first punch, feeling the rush of air as Juro's fist whistled past him. He quickly countered with a slash of the Red Queen, aiming for Juro's legs to bring the giant down. The flames licked at the vampire's skin, but Juro was surprisingly agile for his size, leaping back just in time to avoid the blade.
"You think you can take me down that easily?" Juro taunted, his voice a low growl. "I’m just getting started!"
Deyviel gritted his teeth, feeling the strain of the battle weighing on him. He could sense the energy of the Red Queen waning slightly, but he refused to back down. "I won’t let you hurt anyone else!" he shouted, channeling more ki into the sword. The flames flared back to life, brighter and more intense than before.
With a fierce battle cry, Deyviel charged at Juro, the Red Queen blazing with renewed energy. He swung the sword in a wide arc, aiming for Juro's midsection. The flames erupted from the blade, creating a fiery whirlwind that surrounded him as he attacked. But Jure was quick and grabbed Deyviel's arm holding the sword and threw him into a truck. That broke several bones of Deyviel, so now he's had a hard time breathing. "Damn it. I can't die here." As he said that juro is slowly approaching and about to step on Deyviel's head, that's when he smells the gas into the truck that's leaking because of him hitting it. Now he has an idea how to defeat Juro, and he finds the red queen beside him and grabs it.
"Just give up, human. You can't win this. You taking my brother down is just by mere luck. Now that your bones are broken, how can you win against me? Say your prayers, human.! "Ah, call an abundance. As he says, Deyviel squeezes the throttle of his sword that lounges him out of juros feet. Now that their switch positions, he uses the red queen as a shield because the sparks Red Queen created are now at the gas. And before Juro knew it, he was engulfed by the massive explosion created by the gas truck. And Deyviel even with the protection of the red queen. Got swept away because of the impact.
"Urh…man that two down! Man , that's a bad idea! I think one of my arm are broken too."as he said that the other berdugo (hiddan )brother began to wakeup and started to crawl towards him in such a speed."damn you damn you damn you !!!! "Damn it I can't move!"As he uttered that Hiddan's mouth is at his face and all Deyviel can do is close his eyes. But as he closed his eyes, he heard a loud thud and clang of metal. And when he opened his eyes, fuguire, a girl shined by a moonlight at her back, and she pulled a katana to the ground that turns out to be the same sword that pinned Hiddan's head to the ground, killing him instantly. And Deyviel slowly losing consciousness as hes about to close his eye he utter a word. Hey,….you….The Girl With a Sharp sword. Who are…..as he say that he blackout…..
To be continued