MFF Jail : Retrial

[Spectre]

This topic is a revival/remake of the MFF Jail RP that died quite a while back before it could really take off. Nothing much more to say, hopefully we'll have better luck this time around. In my character’s story, he will basically follow the same path he did in the previous topic.






In a wide forest road in Rome, Italy. It's raining, and quite cloudy, making the road quite dark. Besides the sound of the gallopping horses and the rain hitting the ground, the forest is quiet in all other aspects.

There is a large caravan charging through a wide path in the forest on horseback. There are numerous fortified carriages being pulled, all of them bearing religious Christian imagery, and being protected by guards wearing hooded grey cossacks riding on horses alongside the carriage. They're armed with a variety of weapons, but seem to favor bayonett-like blades they carry in an ample quantity. Hounds are also escorting with the caravan, they’re unusually fast, capable of keeping up with the horses, and seem like very large, powerfully built, brown-skinned short-haired mastiffs in appearance With their ears and tail cut short.

Every carriage is unusually long, and seems designed to carry large quantities of cargo.

Guard:How much longer until we reach the next checkpoint?

Guard2:About ten miles!

Guard:Damn...I can't wait to switch off this cargo, my ass is aching from riding this horse all day. I need a warm bed...

Guard2:Remember our goal and boister your faith. We need to get this cargo to St. Peter's Ballisca.

Guard:What on earth's in that cargo anyway? St. Peter's is such an odd place to store it...

Guard2:Want to know?

Guard::....Yes. Quite badly.

Guard 2:...It's a demon.

Guard:You're kidding...

Guard2:Nope. We originally had it imprisoned beneath our lab under Povegalia island. Unfortunately it's resistant to every technique of exorcism we know. But if there's one place a demon will be weakened or killed, it's the catacombs of the Ballisca.

Guard:Well...That explains why they have Anderson awaiting us at the final checkpoint. Must be something big if they're going to have him take over...But why not have him watch over this thing from the start? He's strong enough in faith to endure the entire trip in one sitting!

Guard2:Because he'd probably work the rest of us into the ground....

Guard:I guess.

Guard2:Partially joking. He's been busy, as the most powerful soldier the Vatican's engineered he has quite a busy schedule. They wanted him to protect the cargo near the end point as soon as he could...We're to expect resistance.

Guard:...Resistance?

Guard2:You just got picked up from the last post a couple of days ago, so you haven’t seen them yet. We’re being stalked by Werewolves.

Guard:....W...Werewolves?

Guard2:Another reason we’re moving him from Povegalia to the Ballisca is because it’s been under violent siege by them in the past year. They seem to shy away from the Italian public, and this move should discourage them...However, we can’t exactly haul all this through public...Never know if our cargo would show out in front of the masses. So we’re stuck in the backwoods. Like lambs to the slaughter. Heheh.

Guard:Thanks...That helps.

Inside a carriage near the center of the caravan, towards the front end, are a pair of guards sitting inside staring into the back of the carriage.

There is an emaciated, tar-black inhuman creature crucified on a large silver cross, with bayonets impaling through his hands, feet, groin, chest, neck, forehead, elbows, knees, and eyes. It’s somewhat bestial in appearance and borderline skeletal, quite literally skin and bones. It’s anatomy seems to suggest it could function either as a biped or quadruped, and it looks dead.

Jailer:Certainly are quiet aren’t you?

Carcass:.........*small yellow glows appear in it’s eye sockets, and rotate to face the guard, the lights slightly reflecting on the bayonetts*

Jailer 2:There we go....Maybe once we move you to the Ballisca we can weaken you enough to exorcize you fully.

Jailer:Being impaled onto a silver cross by holy water doused silver bayonets is about as thoroughly exorcized as one gets. This must have been an indomitably powerful demon.

Carcass:*eyes rotate back into socket, vanishing*

Jailer:And he’s back to sleep again.

Jailer 2:Better than listening to him talk. By some miracle he’s been quiet most of the trip....

Jailer:Don’t jinx it!




Outside, in the woods.

A group of snarling creatures is pursuing the caravan through the forest road from the side. They’re moving silently.



Guard 2:...But honestly. The werewolves are the least I’m worried about...

Guard:..W..Why?

Guard 2:We’re not too far from our goal now. And I’ve heard the protestants caught wind of our movements.

Guard:Eh? What about Protestants?....Oh! You mean Hellsing?

Guard 2:Yes.

Guard:Argh...Why are we fighting again? I mean, we’re all Christians here. Shouldn’t we be helping eachother out instead of going at eachothers throats? I mean, sure we have a few disagreements here and there but generally endorse the same stuff...

Guard 2:Keep focused.

Guard:*sigh* Back when I was Pentecostal we never had to carry some horrifying demon out back through spooky werewolf infested woods being stalked by the most powerful society in England. Nope, worst we had was the occasional guy who got into the snake handling stuff....And even then they were usually just pet boa constrictors a church goer lent to us. Maybe this was a mistake...

Guard 2:*growls* We won’t tolerate anyone endangering the mission. Either go away or keep focused.

Guard:*sigh*...Should’ve went Mormon. Anyway, why would you be more worried about Hellsing than werewolves?

Guard:Lets hope you don’t have to find out.

Suddenly the hounds stop and begin snarling.

The caravan stops.

Guard:W...Why are we stopping?

Guard 2:The Yeth Hounds are acting up. Something unnatural is headed this way.

Guard:Shouldn’t we speed up!?

Guard 2:Heh. We’d do that, but a werewolf can outrun and overpower a horse. Last thing we need is to lose our means of transportation.

Guard:*gulps as he draws a shotgun* I’ve never faced werewolves before! Or anything unnatural for that matter! I mean, yeah, there was an exorcism back at my home church one time, but it turns out the guy had gas!

Guard 2:Well get ready for some bloodshed. These things are relentless. Just remember everything you were taught and try to avoid getting bit.

Guard:Will my gun even work on them?

Guard 2:Yes-

A werewolf leaps out of the woods, the guard draws a silver Bayonet and slashes him vertically while doing so, slicing the werewolf open like a book.

The forest rustles as the rest of the pack emerges, scores of werewolves charge from the forest, leaping onto the guards and attempting to tear out their throats, the hounds snarl and leap on them, showing unusual strength and ferocity. The guards fight back with a variety of weapons, ranging from firearms to blades, bayonets in particular. The werewolves have fairly varied appearances, ranging from almost completely canine to vaguely human.

Both the guards, their hounds, and the werewolves fight with great ferocity. The battle seems to go in favor for the caravan, however the werewolves begin to violently attack the carriages and maim the horses.

Inside the prison carriage.

Jailer:*growls* Damn! Did you call them here!?

Carcass:.........

A Werewolf leaps against the window and smashes it’s hand through, grabbing the second Jailer and begins peeling off his face, the jailer lets out a bloodcurdling scream, the first jailer stabs a knife into the werewolf’s hand, and he pulls his hand away, but taking the unfortunate Jailer outside with him, he begins mauling him as the other Jailer desperately tries to pull him in, finally the werewolf gives up and the maimed Jailer is pulled in...Minus the upper half of his torso, the other Jailer screams and reels back, another werewolf reaches through his window and pulls him outside effortlessly, the werewolves smash in the doors and two wolfmen(Werewolves with more of a lean towards the humanoid scale, valued for their increased dexterity in comparison to other werewolves. Thumbs are nice.)

They look back the carcass.

Wolfman:*snarls angrily as he looks at the carcass and roars loudly*

They grab the crucified creature and begin hauling the cross and all, however they’re attacked by the Yeth Hounds, who manage to overpower them and decapitate them with a bite.

The werewolves snarl and retreat back into the woods.

The caravan has suffered some losses, but has persevered in the attack.

Guard:*whew* *lowers his gun* That was close...

Guard 2:Good work rookie. You might be qualified to become a regenerator someday after all.

Guard:Haha...I don’t know, I was pretty much scared out of my mind.

A third guard walks over.

Guard3:Casualty list, Five men, two hounds, the jailers guarding the cargo, three horses, with four lamed...Two men injured, one regenerater has been overwhelmed. We need to deactivate the poor man, his healing factor is malfunctioning.

Guard2:Damn it! Well lets get to work, as much as I hate to do it we need to put down the crippled horses and injured men. They could be infected.

Guard:What!?

Guard2:There’s no cure for Lycanthropy besides death or materials that are out of our reach....And they can turn any moment...*walks over to a fallen guard*

Injured Guard: *Coughs*.....*spits out coarse looking hair and blood*

Guard 2:He’s definitely infected...Thank you for taking up the cross. Your sacrifice will not be in vain.

Injured Guard:*eyes turn yellow as he growls in a pained tone*...*smiles weakly* Heh...Better not..Just cut off my head and get moving, if you don’t get that thing to the Ballisca I’m gonna haunt you, and I don’t want to die a monster.

Guard 2:God bless you.

The Guard swiftly decapitates his injured comrade.

An injured guard is attempting to crawl away into the forest, his legs have been chewed viciously, and he’s growling monstrously. His eyes are a yellow color, his nails and teeth are starting to grow and sharpen.

He’s stopped by a pair of guards who aim their weapons at him.

Crippled Guard:*Growls* LEAVE ME!! I promise I won’t harm anyone! Just...GO!!!*yelps in pain as his canine snaps out of socket, and a long fang grows in its place, his skin begins to quiver and rip as bloodied fur emerges*

Guard4:*Aims a rifle at his head* I’m sorry, but you cannot be allowed to live....Please, face your death with some dignity.

Crippled Guard:*warped roar* I DON’T WANT TO DIE!! BEING PUT DOWN LIKE AN ANIMAL!? HOW CAN YOU CALL THAT A DIGNIFIED DEATH? *screams in agony as he falls onto his side and the sound of snapping bones is heard*

Guard4:*puts his finger on the trigger*

Crippled Guard:NO!!!

*gunshot*

Guard:This is horrible!

Guard 2:*sighs as he sheaths his bayonet* It’s always heartbreaking to have to do this.

The horses are being shot in the head. The remaining injured soldier dies of his injuries in the arms of a fellow guard.

Guard:*shakes his head*

Guard 2:You alright, rookie?

Guard:*shakes his head* Just...It’s been a long trip.

Guard 2:You did good for you first werewolf ambush. Head inside the carriage and guard the cargo, don’t get too close. He can’t do much the way he is now, but don’t take any risks. And if he talks to you, don’t allow him to get under your skin whatever you do. He just spews nonsense and blasphemy.

Guard:Alright.*hops in to the carriage*

Guard 2:..Alright, where’s the regenerator?

There are a pair of soldiers looking over a spasming, mutilated, groaning man. He’s halfway decapitated from the front and his wounds are constantly healing and bursting back open, causing a notable blood puddle to expand under him.

Regenerator:*coughs blood*Maaaake it stooooppp....*reaches his hand up*

Guard3:....This is just awful....Sometimes I have to question the morality of our experiments.

Guard 2:Its terrible, but we have to make sacrifices. Regenerators are fairly new, the technology is flawed. *Takes out a black crucifix-shaped dagger with a spiral bottom, it’s made solely for stabbing * I’m sorry...

He stabs the cross into the regenerator’s chest, he spasms viciously for a moment , but finaly dies. His body smokes, and melts into a red puddle.

Guard 2:*puts away the crucifix* Lets continue.

The caravan begins moving again.


Inside the main carriage.
The rookie guard is staring at the crucified monster, he looks extremely unnerved.

Guard:*gulp*....

Carcass:.........*eyes glow*

Guard:Eeek...

Carcass:Haaaaaaaah....I tell you, it was quite a sight seeing those jailer’s getting ripped apart. It was terrible, in the best way possible. Watching that wolf man peel off his face like a mask and pulling him down to be devoured alive, and his companion suffering the same fate. I wonder, how will you die, young man?

Guard:I...I....

Carcass:Mauled to death, eaten alive, infected and getting your skull blown off by the very men you trust to watch your back? It’s such a delightful conundrum.

Guard:Or...Maybe from natural causes like living to a ripe old age?

Carcass:Hahah. You wish....Most people in your line of work will do well to reach age 50. All it takes Is the tiniest slip and you’ll die gruesomely.

Guard:*taps his knee with his fingertips*

Carcass:Oh my, getting cold feet are we? Can’t tell if it’s a better idea to bail or keep going? It’s likely you’ll die either way now that you think about it, escape down the road and run into the werewolves or keep going and have the werewolves run into you. Not much difference...So do whatever you like.

Guard:Ew. The others were right, you’re not very pleasant are you?

Carcass:Oh please. I can’t be any worse than the liars, hypocrites, and monsters out there. But to each their own.

Guard:*eyes shift*

Carcass:Aw. Usually when I pull that card the guards get angry and start showering me in their pathetic threats to make me shut up. There’s little more you could do to me, I’m just a carcass strung up on a giant piece of silver, I can’t even feel pain anymore I’ve been beaten by you bastards so much.

Guard:Well, you can’t say you didn’t earn it.

Carcass:Oh really? What have I done to you? Oh, right, all the torture, slaughter, and consumption of you vicious, sentient, self destructive cattle.

Guard:That and the fact you betrayed God back when you had everything?

Carcass:....AHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAAHAAAH!!!! Oh, they have you thinking I’m a demon, don’t they? I forgot that’s what the church enforces on something it doesn’t understand. I’m no angel, boy. Never was. I suppose they also have you thinking they’re taking me to the Ballisca to exorcize me, am I right?

Guard:Maybe we should just forget the exorcism, sew your mouth, and dump you in the core of the earth.

Carcass:I admit, that would be more effective. You’re smarter than the rest of them. Why not go and tell them your little suggestion and see what reaction you get?

Guard:It was just a joke. Still might ask them to sew up your mouth, though.

Carcass:Might muffle me a little, but my anatomy is rather warped. Won’t do much good. Hahaha.

Guard:Ugh....Well, we’re going to be stuck together the whole trip there. Whats your name?

Carcass:Whatever you want it to be, Human. I never needed a name. But the people in your society call me “Barbatos”. I’ve gone by many other names. Balvorn, Sepulcher, simply “Beast” or “Monster”, many things...Take your pick or make up your own. They’re nothing but pretty titles to me.

Guard:Kind of hard to choose....Where do they all come from?

Carcass:When you’ve been around for as long as I have and develop a reputation people love pasting nicknames on you. I’ve been called Balvorn by most.

Guard:Very well. Balvorn it is.

Balvorn:Hahahaha....Well boy, I may as well bug you for your name..[/url]

Joseph:Its....Joseph.

Balvorn:Ah, Joseph. I take it you’re new?

Joseph:Yes, I’ve only been recruited recently. I’m hoping to make regenerator.

Balvorn:Heheheh...Well, I smell a slim chance of that happening...You have company.




Caravan Leader:*eyes widen* Stop the Caravan! Someone’s standing in the road!

There is a tall, dark figure ahead, his silhouette insist he’s wearing a long coat and a wide-brimmed hat. The reflection of orange goggles can be seen under his hat.

??:.......

Caravan leader:Get out of the way, we’re travelling this road on important business!

??:*grins, revealing he has countless razor sharp teeth, and draws a gun* As am I.

Caravan Leader:Wait a minute...I..*panics* I recognize you-

*Absurdly loud gunshot echoes the area*



Joseph:!?

Balvorn:[/i]Better get out there. I have a feeling your little trip is about to come to a gruesome end.

Joseph:*arms his gun and steps outside as the sounds of combat begin to escalate*

Balvorn musters a grin as he listens to the sounds of gunshots and screams.

Outside.

There are numerous guard corpses strewn on the ground before the figure.

Wounded Regenerator:*healing a wound on the side of his head* You...You’re Hellsing’s monster! Alucard! You won’t take Barbatos! *Begins screaming as a huge black centipede slithers from Alucard’s foot and bites him, dragging him into Alucard’s coat, which opens into a nightmarish, eye-filled mouth that swallows him whole*

Guard2:Call for backup! Get Anderson out here before we’re all killed!

Yeth Hound:*Yelps helplessly as he’s caught in the jaws of an enormous, heavily muscular, brown furred wolf-like beast*

Guard 3:WARG!!!!!

The warg snaps the hound in half in his jaws and roars, it’s a massive, 8 foot tall stout wolf-like monster with thick, sharp claws and teeth. It’s somewhat top heavy, and has coarse fur. Three more of them emerge from the woods followed by a werewolf horde, and begin smashing into carriages and rapidly slaughtering horses, Alucard grins and begins to slaughter everyone in the Caravan, the wargs tend to avoid him and only attack guards that get between them, the carriages, and the horses. After a brief battle, all the guards are picked off. Alucard begins attacking the wargs.

Warg:*Clawing into Balvorn’s Carriage, successfully tearing off half of it with a couple of claw swipes, then roars loudly in the direction of the other wargs, but is cut silent by taking a cannon-like bullet to the head by Alucard*

Balvorn growls and widens his eyes as he glares at Joseph. He’s been shot in the stomach, and is lying on the ground dying.

Balvorn:.....

Balvorn shakes one arm desperately, he manages to pull it free, the bayonets going straight through it. He begins dragging himself along the ground towards Joseph, the weight of the massive crucifix he’s impaled against tearing up the earth behind him. He drools as he gets closer.

Joseph:..*turns towards him*...B...Balvorn....

Balvorn:Well well Joseph. This is indeed a pity. I figured you’d last a bit longer....*turns around and begins chewing on his left leg*

Joseph:*coughs* What is that man?

Balvorn:*sniffs the air, speaking in a somewhat revitalized tone* A vampire...And a very old and powerful one at that. You were all terribly underequipped to handle him....*Has eaten everything up to the joint of his leg, he’s gnawing on the bone and making his way up higher.*

Joseph:Urgh...I can’t feel anything from the waist down...i think the bullet hit my spine...I’m feeling weak....

Balvorn:Huh. I thought you were just being cooperative.

Joseph:Cooperative..W..What do you mean...*weakly raises his head*AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!

Balvorn has made it to his lower stomach, he’s chewing on his intestines.

Balvorn:..What? You’re being an organ donor. I believe most major religions consider it to be a form of charity.

Joseph continues screaming as Balvorn continues devouring his lower body. He can barely feel anything, but the sight is absolutely horrific.

Balvorn:You’re my first meal in centuries, Joseph...I can’t tell you how much I appreciate this. *swallows an organ, looks like a liver*

Joseph:YOU’RE A MONSTER!!*tries to break away*

Balvorn snaps off a rib and begins eating it, he bites through the bone effortlessly.

Joseph:*Agonized scream*

Balvorn:Oh my. It seems you still have feeling up there. *Shakes his body, he manages to break his upper body completely free from the crucifix, he dives his face into Josephs Ribcage while holding down his right arm and head with his hands, his claws tearing into his flesh slightly*

Joseph:STOP IT!! PLEASE!!! I CAN’T TAKE IT!!! KILL ME FIRST!!!

Balvorn:*shifting his head through his chest cavity* Hang on a second, I’ll put you down as soon as I get high enough.... I’m looking for your heart...THERE IT IS! Ooooh...Love muscle.

Balvorn bites the heart and pulls it out with his teeth, chewing on it and swallowing it slowly, Joeseph lets out one last weak scream and begins to twitch and groan*

Balvorn:Much better....*Begins eating the ribs*


Alucard has sent the werewolves into retreat, all the guards are dead, including the regenerators. Even the horses and hounds have been killed.

Alucard:Now lets see...Where is Barbatos...*walks along the carnage*

He approaches the destroyed carriage that carried Balvorn, he looks in it for a second, but sees nothing. He looks over it and see’s the crucifix on top of Joseph. There is nothing left but his arms, head, and shoulders.

Alucard:...Hm.

Alucard approaches the cross and turns it over, Balvorn isn’t there.

Alucard:Strange...

??:Looking for something, vampire?

Alucard turns around.

Balvorrn is standing in front of him. He looks much different now. He stands at six feet tall, with a lanky, yet broad-shouldered build. His skin is a dark sheen of grey, almost black. And his hair is pitch black, rather long, somewhat past shoulder length, really wild and shaggy. He has thick eyebrows that nearly form a unibrow, and possesses wide, solid yellow eyes. His mouth is wide, reminiscent of a glascow grin, his teeth are long, sharp and oddly clean, his tongue is long and black, the same color as the inside of his mouth. His ears are pointed. His fingernails are fairly long, curved, thick and sharp with an obsidian color. His attire consists of a white shirt, with a black blazer, black pants, and laceless formal shoes.

Alucard:There you are..Barbatos, I assume?

Barbatos:Call me what you wish. It doesn’t matter to me.

Alucard:Very well. Onto the matter at hand, I’ve orders from my master to bring you back to Hellsing HQ

Barbatos:HAHAHAHAHAAA!!! Hellsing?! So you’re a human’s lapdog sent to hunt a wild beast who outscales you in both size and ferocity!

Alucard:*looms over Barbatos* Oh really?

Barbatos:Yes, I’m quite certain. Mainly because I don’t have to take the form of a seven foot tall dark and edgy vampire hunter to feel secure in my ability. I prefer a solid six, high enough to reach most things, low enough to pass through most areas with ease. You’re not impressing anybody.

Alucard:*growls* Quite brave, aren’t you? I like that, I’m permitted to drag you back in pieces, we know full well of your ability to regenerate.

Barbatos:*snickers* Yes, unfortunately I don’t think your human predicted that I would escape...This is my first taste of freedom in centuries. I’m not going to spend it working under the thumb of a human. *begins walking away* I appreciate your intervention, Vampire. But I will not put myself in debt for help that was not requested.

Alucard:*grins* Then we’re doing this the hard way....

Alucard fires his gun, the bullet sloughing off the top of Balvorn’s head.

Barbatos:*hisses as he flinches*....*turns around to face him as his face reassembles* The first thing I have to do after finally being able to stretch my legs is battle a human pet...*growls* Very well, dog of mankind, Have at you!

Barbatos Charges Alucard, he fires numerous rounds at him, but he dodges each bullet, finally reaching his target, he plunges his hand into his chest.

Alucard:*grins* You’re as quick as you are tough.

Balvorn:I wouldn’t say that.

Alucard plunges his hand into his chest.

Barbatos:*flinch* Very creative. *pulls it out, tearing out his ribcage, then grabs his head and tears it off, throwing it onto the ground and stomping It into a mash*

Alucard’s body falls limp.

Barbatos:Charming...*looks around*...Hrm, I suppose I have to start somewhere. Driving these obnoxious humans to the brink of extinction and dangling them there like a yoyo over a pit of fire will have to wait.

Barbatos begins going over to the corpses of the guards, and starts looting them.

Barbatos:Hrrrm..This must be that currency they’re always talking about...Yew-roes? No idea what it is and don’t care. Hand it to people, get items...That I don’t feel like outright taking...*picks up a pocket watch* Oh? Lovely! *sniffs it* Legitimate gold, bit of plastic...*sniff*

Alucards Body begins twitching, centipedes emerge and begin to fuse together.

Barbatos:*taking rings off the fingers of a guard* My my. Vows of Poverty, eh? *I can see you all follow those quite nicely.....*takes a wallet out of his pocket and removes some money*...Hmmm....What the...

A condom comes out with the cash.

Barbatos:What the hell is this? *rips open the pack and expands it* Oh my...So they’re not made out of sheep guts anymire..Very elastic.*stretches it*....Wait, weren’t these fellows catholic?

Dead Guard:*Reanimates and raises his finger* Unorthodox, but devoted!. *goes back to being dead*

Barbatos:Oh. Right....

Alucard regenerates as Barbatos swiftly loots all the corpses. He gets a decent amount of cash off of them.

Barbatos:Hmph...*looks back at Alucard’s corpse*....*sulks and scratches the back of his head in annoyance* Uggghh... You’re like one of those regenerators, possibly worse. I don’t have time for this.

Barbatos slings a corpse over his shoulder and runs off into the forest, leaving a brief gust that stirs up leaf litter.

Alucard:*gets up* I’m not so easy to...*looks around*.....Damn it to hell, I’m not going to hear the end of it from Integra if I don’t bring him back...Better hunt him down. *Explodes into a swarm of bats that scatter into the woods*





Barbatos is fleeing through the forest rapidly, eventually finding a particularly dense area in the woods underneath a large tree that prevents rainfall. He drops the fallen guard onto the ground and begins to gruesomely consume him stomach-first.

Barbatos:*snarls in delight* Wonderful! They’re so much cleaner and healthier than they were back in my age! *Breaks off a rib and chews on it, giggling in delight* Fantastic! *crunches It, swallowing it, then he bites into his skull, lapping up the brain with his tongue*Hmmmmmmm....*snaps off the guard’s leg by bending it forward and begins eating it rapidly, once all the meat is stripped, he widens his mouth and consumes the entire bone*

Barbatos consumes the entire body. Then gags loudly, throwing up a ball of sticky, partially digested clothing.

Barbatos:*coughs* Blegh! Got a little crazy there!

A small, red-eyed bat hovers in front of Barbatos.

Barbatos:*growls* Give up, Vampire, I’m not going with you.

The rest of the bat swarm mobs into the individual and Alucard is reformed.

Alucard:I’m just going to have to rip you limb from limb and carry you there in bags!*Arm forms into a large, black colored scimitar-like blade*

Barbatos: You’re clearly a very powerful vampire. Why on earth would you serve a human anyway? Why not break free and simply do as you please?

Alucard:*Growls and aims his gun* There’s quite a story behind that. Now come with me. I assure you, we don’t intend to make you into a servant. We simply have an interest in your abilities...

Barbatos:Hm. A curious proposition...But I’m not going to take the risk of being locked up again. My patience is quite thick, but a couple centuries of being impaled on a silver cross and shoved underground unable to move makes a monster paranoid!

Barbatos narrowly dodges a gunshot and darts into the forest, leaving nothing but a trail of descending leaves behind.

Alucard:I’ve never met a monster with such incredible fleeing capabilities. He barely even leaves a scent trail or footprints!...Hmph. Very well, I’ll let him enjoy running wild for a while. This isn’t over though...

“I appreciate it.”

Alucard:Huh?

“Really good sense of hearing! I’ll see you next time Lapdog.”

Alucard:*shrugs and flies off into the sky as a cloud of bats*





Barbatos charges his way through the forest for quite a while, dodging, evading, and utilizing trees and other obstacles with great dexterity. He gradually gets closer to the more civilized part of Rome. Seeing the lights through the forest, he leaps out, landing on the Arch of Constantine.

Barbatos:*Looks around, he’s obviously shocked* Mankind’s structures continued to swallow the world during my imprisonment, I see...*scratches his head*

Barbatos looks beneath the arch and spies a woman rummaging through her purse. He grins as the tips of his shoe quiver, and his toe claws burst through. He digs them into the arch and climbs down quietly, in an almost cat-like manner. He crawls right underneath the arch and slowly descends behind the unsuspecting woman, letting go of the wall with his arms, and twisting his torso around to face her, she jumps at the sound of his spine snapping, and looks up. He grabs her by the mouth to muffle her scream and yanks her up, his feet crawl up into the ceiling of the arch to hide them, biting out the back of her neck, decapitating her halfway. He tears off all her clothes*Minus her socks and shoes obviously* in a single swipe of his claws. He begins to eat her in a savory manner as light amounts of blood sputter and trickle down from the top of the arch. He's very thorough, starting with her head, and eating at a pace that keeps the consumption surprisingly clean, minus blood accumulating on his face and the upper part of his chest.





At a nearby luxury hotel, Alucard is sitting on a rather cozy red chair in a suite, he's in a black business suit, talking on a phone.

Alucard:...Unfortunately he wound up getting away.

Integra:What do you MEAN he got away!? How did you fail in capturing a crippled corpse!!?

Alucard:Unfortunately he managed to escape from the caravan and consume one of the guards, regaining enough strength to move. I pursued him feverously but he managed to outrun me after a quick battle.

Integra:Alucard, you listen here! You get back out there and you don't rest until you've bagged that monster and bring him back to HQ!!!

Alucard:He fled into the italian public, master. He's using mankind's ignorance we so desire to protect against us.

Integra:*growls* Alucard, do you have absolutely no idea what you've allowed to be unleashed on the world!?





A couple of tourists, a male and a female, walk under the arch, blood drips onto the head of the female, she puts her hand on her head and pulls it down, letting out a brief yelp before being pulled up, her male companion is also brought up.




Integra:That monster is one of mankind's oldest enemies!




Their clothes are plasted onto the ceiling with blood, Barbatos is holding the female in one hand while consuming the bowels of the male.




Integra: He's a clever, relentless animal with a bottomless appetite and viciousness to match! He devours all without distinction!




A priest travelling through the arch stops underneath it and looks around in concern, he gags as Barbatos' hand reaches down and jams the three middle fingers through his mouth and out the back of his head, pulling him up effortlessly.




Integra:Before finally being hunted down and killed he left a trail of human bodies you could cross the ocean with! He hunts like a leopard or a spider, unseen and unknown, whether it's chasing you down or setting up a trap that will pull you into a gruesome death.




There are no people travelling the roads near the arch now, Barbatos has lapped up any blood or gore that he left behind, licking his mouth and chewing off his bloodied clothes to have them grow back, and has begun loading the valuables of his victims into his coat, he picks up the clothes of his victims on one arm and disposes of anything that strikes him as useless in a nearby trash can. He casually walks down the road with a satisfied look on his face.




Integra:He's a threat to all of mankind! I want that creature in Hellsing custody right away! If you do not bring him back now I will seal you back in the dungeon where I found you! Now GO! *hangs up angrily*

Alucard:Sounds like a most fascinating creature.....*Grins and looks out the window* Sorry Integra, you're going to have to wait on that order. *picks up a wine glass full of blood and swirls it around, taking a sip* I can live here for a while.....




Back in the public.

Barbatos:*walking along a sidewalk, prodding a golden cross on his neck like a pendelum* Ahhhhh...Freedom atlast...*looks in his coat* I wonder what all sorts of things I can acquire with this? *scratches his chin and puts it back in his coat*

[Invader TAK]

The Lizodians. Once a nomadic race hundreds of years ago, they eventually settled on a world of their own. Fittingly, they called this planet Lizodia. During their travels, they met with a wide variety of beings in the universe. The Irkens, the Vulcans, the Klingons, the Luminoth, the Chozo, even Humans. Through these encounters and many others, the Lizodians eventually grew into an empire. On the planets they didn't conquer, they set up colonies. One of these colonies is on a very familiar planet called Earth. This is where our story begins.


Lizodia Island, Atlantic Ocean. Five Years Ago.


*in a hangar there is a red haired human girl talking to two Lizodian males*
Red Haired Girl: How long do you expect to be gone?
Crimson-Scaled Lizodian: I'm not sure. I'll take as long as I have to.
Black-Scaled Lizodian: You sure you can handle it? I mean, you're part dragon and all, but still. You're kinda young for this. Besides, I don't think you'd last a day without your girlfriend.
Crimson-Scaled Lizodian: *blushes slightly* Come on, Onyx! You know we're just friends!
Onyx: Your blushing says otherwise.
Crimson-Scaled Lizodian: I'm not blushing, dammit!
Red-Haired Girl: *giggles* Tai's so cute when he blushes.
Tai: Come on, Ariel. You're not helping.
Onyx: *laughs* You two are so gonna get married.
Tai: How would you know?
Ariel: Yeah, just because we're friends doesn't mean we'll marry each other. We're still young.
Onyx: Because it's obvious as hell. I mean, just look at how you two act!
Tai: *sighs*
Ariel: Alright, Onyx. We really should let him go now.
Tai: Yeah. I'll see you two, sometime later. The longer I spend up there, the better. Maybe a year, maybe longer. Not sure how long.
Ariel: *gives Tai a quick kiss on the cheek* Be careful.
Onyx: *chuckles* Case in point.
Tai: *blushes again* Again with the not helping... Anyway, I will. Oh, Onyx. Take care of her for me.
Onyx: You bet your ass I will.
Tai: Thank you. *climbs into a ship then takes off*


Tokyo, Japan. Present Day.


Japan has a history with of attacks from giant monsters, and today is no different. King Ghidorah has appeared and is wreaking havoc.

Ghidorah: *shoots a building with a beam from his three heads*
*suddenly a familiar roar is heard*
Man: It's Godzilla!
*Godzilla is seen rising from Tokyo Bay*
Godzilla: *comes onto land then blasts Ghidorah with his trademark atomic breath*

Dimensional Monitoring, Lizodia Island.

Lizodian: *monitoring the fight* You think the time has come?
Lizodian King: Yes, I think it has.
Lizodian: And the fighting in Tokyo?
Lizodian King: Direct the blast there. That will be the perfect opportunity to see if the project was a success.
Lizodian: As you wish. *pushes a button and the words "Activating Project Corona" appear on the monitor*

*in space, a ball of fire shoots out from the sun and heads toward Earth*

Back in Tokyo

*the fireball lands in between Godzilla and Ghidorah which explodes upon impact, knocking the two back and forming a crater*
Citizen: HOLY SHIT!
*after the smoke clears, a fiery, single-headed dragon rises from the crater, Godzilla and Ghidorah have also regained composure*
Dragon: *looks around, sees Godzilla then roars*
Godzilla: *roars, seemingly in response*
Dragon: *turns to Ghidorah, then fires a blast out its mouth right at Ghidorah's middle head*


(Sorry for yet another damn cliffhanger. But a fight's coming up and I wanna save it for its own post, plus I took too damn long writing this thing anyway.)

[Invader TAK]

*the blast from the mysterious dragon hits Ghidorah's middle head, taking it clean off*
Ghidorah: *staggers back*
Dragon: *turns to Godzilla and roars, while motioning toward Ghidorah*
Godzilla: *roars in response*
*both Godzilla and the dragon turn toward Ghidorah, then fire their breath attacks at the same time, completely incinerating Ghidorah*

Dimensional Monitoring, Lizodia Island.

Lizodian: That power is off the scale!
Lizodian General: He was up there for five years, I'd certainly hope he'd be strong.
Lizodian King: Indeed. Now he just needs to come home.

*back at Tokyo*

Dragon: *roars then flies off*

Lizodia Island Castle Docks

Ariel: Hard to believe it's been five years.
Onyx: Yeah, it is.
Ariel: Think he'll be back soon?
Onyx: Hard to say.
Ariel: I hope he's alright.
Onyx: Where he's at, I don't think we have to worry.
*suddenly the dragon flies in and roars*
Onyx: What the hell!?
Ariel: What's a dragon doing here?
Onyx: I have no idea! (Wait, this thing feels familiar. Could it be...?)
*a pillar of fire shoots up around the dragon*
Onyx: Stand back, Ariel! This could get ugly!
*the pillar fades, revealing a certain Lizodian*
Lizodian: Hey guys.
Ariel: Tai! *runs up and hugs him*
Onyx: Well, that was a hell of an entrance.
Tai: Yes, it was. Now let's get inside.
Voice: What a touching reunion.
*Onyx and Ariel turn around to see the Lizodian King and the General from earlier*
Ariel: King Scalzar, General Nox. *briefly bows* How are you doing today?
Nox: We're doing fine, Ariel. Thank you for asking.
Onyx: *briefly bows* How long have you been there?
Scalzar: Not too long. We came out when we heard the roar.
Tai: I figured as much, father.
Scalzar: We can talk more inside.
Tai: Of course.

Dimensional Monitoring

*during video of the fight from earlier*

Onyx: HOLY SHIT! You did that!?
Ariel: So that's why you spent five years in the sun.
Tai: It was nothing, honestly.
Nox: Nonsense, young prince. Your willingness to volunteer for Project Corona is commendable.
Scalzar: Yes, these results will prove to benefit Lizodians all across the universe.
Onyx: You gotta admit, being separated from your girlfriend for that time was quite a feat.
Tai: Would you knock it off?
Nox: Alright, Onyx. No need to fluster the prince on his first day home in five years.
Onyx: Very well, father.
Ariel: *giggles* It's great to have you back.
Tai: It's great to be back.
Scalzar: Why don't you take the rest of the day to check up on the island? Onyx and Ariel can go with you.
Ariel: Great idea!
Onyx: I'm up for it.
Tai: Alright, let's go!

[Invader TAK]

Lizodia Island Castle Town

Tai: I see the place hasn't changed much.
Onyx: Not really.
Ariel: Daddy still has problems with humans.
Tai: No surprise there. Can't really blame him, damn pirates...
Onyx: Anyway, let's just enjoy our first day together in five years.
Lizodian: Well, look who's back.
Onyx: Not these assholes...
Tai: Great...
*a group of three Lizodians walks up, the leader being decently tall and green*
Lizodian: I'm amazed, I thought our prince ran off like a little pussy.
Onyx: Might wanna watch your ass, Kron. Or have you not learned from last time?
Kron: You may be General Nox's boy, but that doesn't mean you'll beat me again. *notices Ariel* I thought your daddy didn't want you on the surface, let alone as a human.
Ariel: You should know by now he makes an exception for Lizodia Island.
Kron: I'm surprised, since Lizodia can be just as dangerous.
Onyx: Only because of shitheads like you.
Lizodian 1: *walks up to Tai* Hey, why aren't you talking? Still a wimp, huh?
Tai: I don't want to cause any trouble...
Onyx: Hey, fuck off! He just got back today!
Lizodian 2: From where, hiding in his bedroom?
*the the douchebags laugh*
Kron: Also, isn't a daughter of Triton out of your league? I get you're the prince and all but still.
Lizodian 1: Yeah, why do you even bother hanging out with her?
Tai: Because she's my friend.
Onyx: Yeah, so why don't you get lost before you get your ass kicked.
Kron: Alright, prove it. Come on Prince Wuss, fight me!
Tai: You're not worth my time.
Kron: You may say that, but we all know the truth. It's because you're a total pussy!
Ariel: You heard him, back off!
Kron: And what are you gonna do about it, Princess?
Ariel: *slaps Kron*
*the other two douchebags gasp*
Kron: You... struck me. *backhands Ariel, knocking her to the ground* Nobody strikes the mighty Kron and gets away with it, especially not some stupid mermaid princess! *suddenly gets a fireball to the face, which knocks him on his ass*
Lizodian 1: HOLY SHIT!
Lizodian 2: THE HELL WAS THAT?
Kron: *stands back up* What the...?
Tai: *is now covered in flames and by Ariel*
Kron: The... fuck..?
Tai: Strike her again, and I will incinerate you from the inside.
*the other two douchebags run off*
Onyx: Congratulations, dumbass. You woke the sleeping dragon.
Kron: How...? How did you get this kind of power?
Tai: That is none of your concern. Now, if you want to remain intact, you will get out of my sight. *causes a stream of fire to shoot up in front of Kron*
Kron: SHIT! *jumps back, then immediately starts running away*
Tai: *causes the flames around him to subside, then lifts Ariel back up* You alright?
Ariel: I'll be fine.
Onyx: Damn! You really showed those assholes!
Tai: Yeah, but I get the feeling they'll be back.
Onyx: Well, whatever. You can take em!
Ariel: I understand why you were so willing to volunteer for Project Corona.
Tai: Yeah, I did it to become stronger. So I can protect those I care about. Especially you, Ariel.
Ariel: Oh, Tai! That's so sweet! *hugs him*
Tai: Well, I also did it for Lizodia.
Onyx: But your main reason for Ariel.
Tai: Yeah, it was.
Onyx: Of course. (Any day now, Tai...)
Tai: Anyway, let's continue on.
Onyx: Good idea.

[Invader TAK]

Lizodia Island Castle, later that night.

Tai: *walking in with Ariel and Onyx* We're back!
Nox: I heard you three had a run in with Kron.
Onyx: Who told you that?
Nox: His father. Allegedly, Prince Reptilius assaulted Kron unprovoked.
Tai: "Unprovoked?" Are you serious? He's the one that started it!
Onyx: Not only did that fucker start shit, he backhanded Ariel hard enough to knock her to the ground! I think Tai let him off pretty fucking easily, all things considered.
Nox: What?
Ariel: Please don't tell my father! He'd never let me visit the island again!
Nox: I will admit, even though he means well, Triton sure does know how to overreact.
Onyx: Understatement of the century.
Nox: There's no need to bring Triton into this.
Ariel: Thank you.
Nox: Now if you wouldn't mind, could you recount what happened?
Tai: Sure. While we were in Castle Town, Kron and his two minions show up and start talking trash, mostly focused at me.
Onyx: Immediately, I tell them to fuck right off, but they keep it up.
Tai: Eventually, they turn their attention to Ariel.
Onyx: Basically saying Tai's out of her league, which we all know is a load of shit.
Tai: After that, Kron tries to get me to fight him and I say he's not worth my time.
Ariel: That's when I come in and tell him to back off of Tai. After challenging me to do something about it, I slap him.
Tai: Which is when the bastard proceeds to backhand Ariel. As you can imagine, I snap. I cover myself in flames and throw a fireball at him, knocking him to the ground. Then I threaten to incinerate him from the inside if he hits her again and tell him to get out of my sight. He then gets up and runs off.
Onyx: That's pretty much it.
Ariel: Yeah, that's everything.
Nox: I see. So this happened in public.
Tai: Correct. I expect there's footage we could review if needed.
Onyx: I don't think anybody with any sense will piss off Tai after seeing that.
Nox: Indeed not. Well, I wouldn't worry about it. You acted in Ariel's defense. Plus Kron is known for causing trouble.
Onyx: Damn right he is.
Tai: I'll admit, protecting Ariel is the primary reason I volunteered for Project Corona.
Ariel: Which is still sweet of you.
Onyx: So, what exactly is Project Corona? Can you fill us in if it's not classified information?
Ariel: I'm actually curious about that, myself. All we know is that Tai spent five years in the sun to become stronger so he could protect the ones he loves.
Onyx: Primarily you.
Tai: Yeah.
Nox: I'll have to consult the King to make sure we can divulge that information to you and Ariel. But considering how close you are to the Prince, I don't see why it would be an issue. Although, it was only intended to be classified during the testing phase.
Onyx: Which is basically over, considering how Tai turned out.
Nox: Correct. But we can talk more about that tomorrow.
Tai: Yeah, we had an eventful day. I'm about to pass out.
Ariel: I better get back to Atlantica, you know my father likes to worry.
Nox: Indeed we do.
Tai: See you tomorrow, Ariel.
Ariel: *quickly kisses Tai on the cheek, causing him to blush* Have a good night. *walks out*
Onyx: *chuckles*
Tai: What's so funny?
Onyx: Do I even have to say it?
Tai: You better not.
Onyx: Alright, I won't this time.
Tai: I'll see you two in the morning. *walks toward toward the stairs to the second floor*
Nox: *after Tai is out of earshot* I have to say, those two are probably going to get married.
Onyx: Glad I'm not the only one with that feeling.
Nox: The King and Queen have it as well.
Onyx: Heh, that doesn't surprise me one bit. Well, goodnight.


(Have some filler!)

[Spectre]

Barbatos is in a public bathroom, looking at himself in a mirror. The bathroom has a disturbing tint of red. Blood is spattered onto mosty of the flickering light above.
Barbatos:Hmmmm....What a handsome devil you are. *grins*

The mirror cracks and shatters.

Barbatos:*inhales and walks out of the bathroom, stepping on something* Oh, excuse me...

He walks out of the door, revealing there's a brutally mauled corpse on the floor.

Barbatos was in a bathroom inside of a bar. He speaks over towards the counter.

Barbatos:By the way, thank you for letting me use your bathroom. Oh whats that? Drinks on the house? Why thank you! How kind!

The patrons of the bar are sprawled all over the area, all of them gruesomely mutilated and partially eaten. The bartender is impaled on a mounted Moose head up on the wall behind the bar.

Barbatos:*narrows his eyes as he notices the bartender sputtering blood and weeping* Oh my, my trophy is still talking? *walks over behind the bar and picks up a bottle of absinthe, talking a long swig* Must be one of those funny electronic bass things.

Bartender:*gagging helplessly*

Barbatos:Now thats not much of a song, sing something catchy, like "Take me to the River", "We will Rock You", or "Like a Virgin"....*Grabs the bartender by his leg and twists it, snapping it backwards*

Bartender:GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!!

Barbatos:I said. Sing.

Bartender:*still screaming*

Barbatos:..*shrugs and impales the now-empty absinthe bottle through his head* Oh shut up.

Bartender:*goes limp*

Barbatos:*grumbles* First clothing, now mounting our heads on a wall? I shudder to think what you humans are using us for with your frightening advances in technology....OH! There it is! *picks up a bottle of Vodka* Peppermint, eh? Bet it has a nice burn. *greedily swigs the entire bottle, draining it completely in seconds*..*coughs* Not bad...Not bad at all!

Sirens are heard.

Barbatos:*ears twitch* Now thats new....Sounds like a bunch of damn dogs howling.....

five police vehicles park outside of the building.

Officer:Alright, i want a full status report. Our attacker's probably still in there. Lethal force is authorized and target is a proven psycopath, the power to the building has been damaged, and We're looking for someone tall, lanky, thin, and deformed. Ethnicity is unknown, height roughly 6'3, estimated weight 180 pounds. Target is unarmed, but was reported to having mauled a patron to death, overpowered the two men who jumped to his defense, and supposedly cannibalizing them-

A corpse flies out of the door at great speed, hitting a police car with enough force to make it rock.

Oh dear.

Officers:*aim their weapons*

Barbatos casually strolls out of the front door, chewing on a leg. He bites down on it hard, causing it to burst in his mouth. Blood runs down his shirt and drips onto the ground. His chest, hands, lower legs, and face are soaked in blood.

Barbatos:*Slowly widens his mouth, revealing his teeth are retractable as they slowly rise from his gums as he opens his maw, they're wickedly sharp*

Officer:*eyes widen in horror as he makes the sign of the cross*..Its...its a demon....

Barbatos:*makes a canine growl as he crouches down, shaking his fingers eerily as he slowly exhales loudly, gore trickling from his mouth*...........

Officer:*fires his pistol into barbatos' chest*

Barbatos:*lets out a raspy growl as he Falls face first on the ground*

Officer:....*walks up to his body*

The officer investigates the corpse, still keeping his gun aimed. The other officers also aim their weapons.

Officer:*nervously presses his finger against his neck*......It's dead....Alright, check the bar for survivors-

Barbatos rises up rapidly and grabs him from behind, chomping into his neck with a sickening splat. the officer lets out a brief scream as his assailant decapitates him half-way, killing him. The officers begin to open fire, Barbatos twitches and lets out a gruff laugh as the bullets cause him to twitch as he slowly walks over to the officers.

Officer:*gun clicks, he's out of ammo*

Barbatos pounces him and bites into this skull, killing him instantly. he leaps past another officer, slashing him with his claws, his neck seeps blood as he falls to the ground dying of blood loss. Barbatos leaps onto another officer and pulls his head off, another by slashing through his skull, and he kills the final officer via impaling his hand through his eyes and through his head.

Barbatos:*withdraws his head and sucks the blood off of his fingers*Haaaaaaah...Wonderful...it's been so long...Oh so very long...Once again I'm free to continue my vengeance! *crouches down and begins tearing off peices of the officer, swallowing whole chunks but leaving the bone*

He zealously scavenges the rest of the officers, after consuming them and discarding the bones and clothing, he scrounges through their belongings and takes anything that looks shiny and valuable. he goes into the bar and also scavenges the patrons there, and takes as many bottles of alcohol he can stuff into his "coat". He bursts out of the window in the back of the building, and flees before more law enforcement units can show up.

[Invader TAK]

Lizodia Island Castle, the next day

Tai: So it's about time to reveal Project Corona to the world?
Scalzar: Considering the project has been a resounding success, yes.
Onyx: So, what exactly is it? I get that it's related to Tai being a dragon Lizodian and enhancing his powers, which did a hell of a good job, but what's the purpose?
Scalzar: The purpose of Project Corona was to give Lizodian occupied planets a guardian. Someone to protect not just the Lizodians, but all of the inhabitants.
Ariel: So exactly how did spending five years in the sun benefit Tai?
Scalzar: It's simple. Dragon Lizodians are immune to fire, molten rock, plasma, and other such substances. In fact, they can be strengthened by such substances. So as you can imagine, a star would be an ideal environment for such a Lizodian.
Onyx: So the Sun picked out because it's the star the planet orbits!
Scalzar: Precisely.
Onyx: So, what will Lizodians that undergo the process be called?
Scalzar: Due to the name of the project, these Lizodians will be called "Corona Dragons."
Onyx: How fitting, and badass.
Nox: I should note that our intended minimum time frame for Project Corona was one year. The reason we extended it four extra years was because the Prince was showing exceptional progress.
Onyx: Who knew he had it in him?
Nox: We sure didn't. The Prince has exceeded all expectations. All we wanted was for him to be able to easily transform into a large dragon, we never expected that he would eventually be able to become living fire.
Onyx: Living fire!? I thought he was only coated in the stuff!
Tai: I admit, I'm surprised at that one myself. I didn't even intend to do that, I just snapped.
Nox: Yet you were able to keep your rage under control. Very important for a Corona Dragon.
Onyx: Well, considering he gave the little bastard the opportunity to run away, yeah he kept himself under control pretty well.
Scalzar: Let me say this now. Don't worry about Kron. We will deal with him the best we can.
Tai: I'm not worried. If anything, he needs to worry about pissing me off again.
Onyx: *reels back* Damn! I mean, I agree with you, but damn! I'm not used to this out of you, Tai.
Nox: It isn't surprising. The increase in power has led to an increase in confidence. As long as he doesn't let the confidence get the better of him, there's no problem.
Scalzar: Of course.
Tai: Right.
Onyx: Anyway, I get that Kron's pissed at the Atlantica alliance, but what he did was beyond uncalled for.
Tai: Beings like Kron are why Triton is so hateful of humans.
Ariel: Which is why I didn't want you to tell him about the Kron incident.
Tai: I imagine if we were humans, he'd feel the same way about us Lizodians.
Onyx: The fact that your mother is originally from Atlantica is a tremendous help.
Tai: True.
Scalzar: I understand why Triton feels the way he does, but I wish he would let go of the past and realize that not all humans are bad.
Tai: Guess we'll need more time on that one.
Ariel: Yeah...
Onyx: Anyway, what now?
Scalzar: Besides the announcement of Project Corona, not too much.
Nox: We'll continue to monitor the planet as well as various dimensions.
Ariel: Why don't we go to Castle Town again?
Tai: Sounds good to me.
Ariel: Alright, let's go! *runs toward the door*
Tai: Hey, wait up! *runs after her*
Onyx: *after Tai and Ariel are out of earshot* Might wanna plan for a wedding as well.
Scalzar: Not just yet.
Nox: I don't think it'll be too much longer, though.
Onyx: I guess you're right. Anyway, I better catch up to them. See you later! *runs out*

Dimensional Monitoring

Lizodian 1: *watching satellite footage until he gets to Barbatos' attack outside of the bar* What the hell? *motions to another Lizodian* Hey, come take a look at this!
Lizodian 2: *walks over* What's all the commotion? *looks at the monitor* What the hell is that thing?
Lizodian 1: Looks like come kinda werewolf. But I've never seen anything like it.
Lizodian 2: Think it might be a big enough threat to send the Corona Dragon after?
Lizodian 1: It might be. Better let General Nox and the King know about this.


(Alright, let's get things in gear.)

[Spectre]

Barbatos:*growls as he rapidly climbs along the sides of a building in a spider-like fashion*

A Helicoptor descends to his height and begins firing at him.

Barbatos:*leaps from the building, avoiding the gunfire and landing right in the helicoptor, mauling the gunner and grabbing the pilots head from behind*

Pilot:*eyes widen as he begins weeping*

Barbatos:*begins tightening the grip on his head*

His grip causes his helmet and head to splatter.

Barbatos:*grins* Alright! *pushes him out of the seat and sits in it* now how do i ride these things...?

He begins monkeying around with controls, more helicoptors catch up to him, their pilots wondering whats wrong with their comrade, barbatos causes the helicoptor to spin back and hit the others, causing them to crash into a nearby building and explod. He leaps from the explosion on fire.
Barbatos:*casually patting the fire out* Meh. Vehicles! *Begins running through the street*
Sirens echo from behind as police vehicles chases him, unable to keep pace with him.

Officer:Just how fast is this bastard!?

Barbatos;*suddenly stops*

the police car runs him over with a loud thud.

officer:I hit him!

Barbatos is clinging to the bottom of the car, his back has been sloughed away by the pavement below but he still posesses his ghoulish grin. He destroys the machinery underneath the vehicle, causing it to act erratically. He rises up into it, attacking the officers from behind, leaping through the lid of the car after maiming them to death, it explodes afterward. He clings to the bottom of another Helicoptor as he rises through the air.

officer:...target is no longer in sight. Evidently terminated alongside our third car.

Chopper pilot: Alright. We'll have the remains investigated. Lets head back.

Barbatos:*grins as he clings to the bottom of the helicoptor, he stealthily makes his way into the helicoptor, silently hiding in the back*


After a 30 minute flight, the vehicles arrive back at the police station. The officers walk inside, Barbatos creeps out and makes his way towards the back of the building, avoiding the sight of security cameras.

IInside the building.

Chief:*pinches nosebridge* What a night...So how many casualties are we talking about here?

Officer:No less than ten officers, along with two vehicles, and 15 civilian casualties.

Chief:And this was all caused by one sick bastard in the past hour?

Officer:Evidently..I fear it's a sign of the end, It was..A demon. If not, then certainly not human.


Chief:Well I got the forensics at the site looking through everything. You guys take the rest of the night off, We'll take it from here.

Officer:Thank you sir.

The officers begin walking out of the room.

The chiefs phone rings.

Chief:Huh...*picks it up* Whats the situation.....What?


Officers:*look back curiously*

Chief:.....Damn it all. No body!?

Officer:Whats wrong?

Chief:They can't find that things body!

The lights flicker.


The power goes out.

Chief:Fucking hell! This is the last thing I need after hearing that news! *sighs* One of you go to the maintenance room and check the fusebox!

Officer:..*sighs* Sorry boss, but you're a mean son of a bitch. You didn't have to see this thing in person..


Chief:*stares at him*

Officer:Fine...*grabs a flashlight*

The officer nervously walks through the dark halls of the police station, making his way to the maintenance room.

Officer:...*shudders* Why would the power go out just as we find out that monster's still out there...Maybe it's body dissapears after it dies..Yeah. Thats it..That has to be it...

The sound of footsteps quickly moving on the other side of the hall is heard. it goes right past him.

Officer:.....

.........................

Officer:*turns around quickly, shining his flashlight*.........Hello?

Agonized screaming echoes from the chiefs office, along with the sounds of a vicious mauling.

The footsteps are heard again.

Officer:Chief!?

As he shines the flashlight around, he notices bloody shoeprints exiting from the office. going right past him.

Officer:*gulp*.........

He moves towards the chiefs office. He loks inside nervously.

The chief along with his fellow officer are strewn on the floor, messily decapitated with their bodies split open like books.

Officer:*covers his mouth*

Another scream is heard in another part of the building.

Officer:I gotta get out of here!!!

He runs out of the officer quickly, making a beeline towards the lobby.

As he moves down the hallway, footsteps are heard from the end.

He shines his flashlight.

Barbatos walks into sight. Slowly and erratically, coated in blood, he's carrying a brutalized corpse by the hair, his face in a permenant scream. Barbatos is staring towards the ground, his hair obscuring his face.

He drops the body. And slowly turns his head towards the officer. He produces a soul-chilling grin.

Officer:*begins trembling*

Barbatos lets out a horrible scream and holds out his arms, charging towards the officer at breakneck speeds. The officer screams, turning around quickly, just as he does so, Barbatos' footsteps stop. A low growl is heard.

Officer:........*turns his light around*

He's gone. The body is still lying on the floor. The officer nervously walks over, noticing Barbatos' footprints vanish halfway between the body and himself.

Officer:..Simon....Damn it...Impaled right through the chin and out the top of the head...Disemboweled...This is just a cat and mouse game to that monster.!

The officer nervously heads towards the lobby, it's pitch black due to the clouds blocking out the moonlight that shines through the windows and screen doors.

Officer:*runs towards the door*

The door doesn't open. it's automatic.

Officer:SHIT!!! The power! Why can't we just use regular doors!?

Scurrying is heard from the ceiling. Dripping is heard.

officer:*turns his flashlight up to the ceiling*

There is another officer tangled in power cords ripped from the ceiling, dripping blood profusely.

Barbatos is clinging to the ceiling near his kill, his toenails and fingernails dug in, his joints bent to make him resemble a spider. he's just there, staring at the wall with a blank expression.

Officer:*whimpers as he runs out of the room*

Barbatos:...*grins slowly and drops from the ceiling, he begins walking after the officer*

The officer charges through the building wildly, going upstairs to the second floor, eventually coming across the maintenance room at the end of the hall.

Officer:The fusebox! This should get the door working and light this place up!

he walks into the maintenance room. it's pitch black, but he finds his way to the fusebox. The change is minor, a single fuse has been turned off. As he walks over to it, he steps in a puddle. he turns his flashlight down, an officer is lying on the floor, his head missing.

Officer:*looks at the box* One fucking fuse...*turns it on*

The sound of the door behind him closing is heard.
The lights come on, the light above is completely stained with blood, giving the room a dark red Hue. Barbatos is standing in front of the door. Staring right at the officer.

Officer:......

Barbatos:........*slowly turns his head, looking at him curiously*

Officer:.........

Barbatos begins walking towards him quickly.

The officer screams and runs around him, Barbatos lets him pass, though he feigns a pounce.


The officer looks around the hall in a panic, he notices the elevator. He runs in and begins pressing the button to go down to the bottom floor.

Officer:Come on....

Barbatos arrives at the Elevator and reaches inside in an attempt to grab the officer, the door closes on his torso. He begins to flail and gag loudly.

Officer:*grins as he steps out of his grabbing range* Smooth, dumbass!

Barbatos:*snarls in a panic as the elevator begins to go down*

Gory sounds are heard as Barbatos is torn in half, his torso fall into the Elevator, flailing slightly, twitching as he dies.

Officer:*exhales*......

The elevator opens on the bottom floor. The officer walks out, carefully avoiding contact the body.

Officer: Ohew...*begins casually walking towards the exit*

Barbatos:....*snickers*

The music stops.

Officer:*stops dead in his tracks*

Barbatos' arms move rapidly as he crawls towards the officer swiftly, making a sickening, slick noise as his gore slides along the ground. His face still pointing at the ground with his eyes closed, his face in a deathly scowl. the officer lets out a bloodcurdling scream as he takes off running.

He makes it to the automatic door, it opens and he charges out of the station.

Barbatos stops as he reaches the edge of the door. He raises his head at the officer, slowly opens his eyes, and grins.


The officer takes off in a police car, hauling ass from the station. He drives towards the most public area he can find, a local fancy restauraunt. he arrives after a 15 minute drive and runs in, panting in a panic. He runs towards the restauraunt bathroom and bursts in, stopping at a toilet to puke.

Officer:*gags and wipes his mouth, exiting the stall and washing his hands, looking in the mirror, he looks like an absolute wreck*....

He sighs in relief and walks out, he stops and widens his eyes.

Barbatos is sitting at a table looking through a menu with great interest. He turns his head towards the officer and winks.

Barbatos:Hello there! Say, do you recommend the Parmesan chicken or the spaghetti? It was painful narrowing it down to these two choices, all this Italian cuisine looks wonderful, but money doesn't grow on trees. *sticks out his tongue*

Officer:....*draws his gun and shoots himself in the head*

Everyone in the restaurant looks at the dead officer in a panic.

Barbatos:...Rude. The color of the gore makes me lean towards the parmesean chicken though. *looks towards a waiter* Excuse me, i'd like to order the parmesean chicken, don't be stingy with the sauce, I'd like a few breadsticks as a side order and I'll take a bottle of red wine to go with it, I'm not picky about the brand.

Waiter:*stares at Barbatos in disbelief*

Barbatos:...Whats with the look? Hurry up now, I already bought a reservation and I'm not letting a little gore ruin my night out! I'm hungry!

[Spectre]

Waiter:Alright, sir....I can't believe you're eating after someone commited suicide in the middle of a restauraunt, but I'm legally oblidged to serve you.

Barbatos:That's a good boy! i may just give you a tip!


Waiter:*grumbles* Freak..*walks off to the kitchen*

Barbatos:*yawns* (I'll scavenge the body up later for desert...)...*eyes widen as he looks at a table a few spaces over*...Ohohohoho my! Oriental! *Hisses and crawls over to the table, rising up*

Ling Ling:*turns towards Barbatos with a somewhat dead look* Can i help you with anything?

Barbatos:*casually pulls up a chair* Oh my, I was about to ask the same thing. *licks his lips* Tell me dear, whats your na-

*guns click*

A pair of mafia grunts are aiming their weapons at Barbatos.

Goon:Thats close enough!

Barbatos:Now now, put those toys down before you hurt yourself...Hmmm...I take it you're a privelaged young lady?

Ling Ling:My, aren't you abrasive. I'm here on family business. If you wouldn't mind....

Barbatos:Family business you say? Tell me dear, you don't look like you're from around here. May I please ask you your name? *grin*

Ling Ling:It's Huang Ling Ling.

Barbatos:*shakes his eyebrows, they hiss* My my, what a charming name...Everyone refers to me as Barbatos...I take it you're from an eastern land?

Ling Ling:Yes.


Barbatos:*sniffs her* ...*whispers* I can tell you're not human...No worries dear, neither am I.. Judging by your lackeys here I take it your family gets into trouble from time to time....Perhaps you could use somebody like me. *rests his chin on his hand*

Ling Ling:..Hmhm. Very well. You could be just who we're looking for. Come, we'll take a seat in a private room.


Barbatos:*waves at the waiter* I'm moving tables!

Waiter:Right....


Ling Ling, Barbatos, and her bodyguards move into an isolated room away from the other customers. The waiter brings in their dishes(Ling Ling doesn't order anything).

Barbatos:*sniffs his chicken* Hmmmmm...*licks it*...If there's one thing those humans have done right, its invent these wonderful culinary treats...Can't beat the taste of raw blood and flesh, though. Aren't you ordering anything?

Ling Ling:I don't need to eat anything...*removes head* I'm already dead.Food is irellevant.

Barbatos:*Eyes widen as he smiles* my my, a detachable head! Imagine the possibilities......

Ling Ling:*snickers* Possibilities?

Barbatos:Oh, just me brainstorming...Anyway, lets talk business. *tongue flickers*

Grunt:This guy scares me....

Ling Ling:Alright. I'm a representative of the esteemed Huang family of China. I'm currently spending time in Italy looking for help to bring back home. We're in a bit of a bind with other families, you see...

Barbatos:Ah....And you need someone who's willing to go out and slit some throats?

Ling Ling:Exactly.

Barbatos:Well, you'll find few better than me! I'm not afraid to dirty my hands in the slightest....When can I start?

Ling Ling:I appreciate your enthusiasm, but I can't just pick up any brute who makes the offer. You're going to need to prove yourself...

Barbatos:*face is covered in sauce and cheese as he picks his teeth with a claw* Who're you calling a brute? *cackles* A test then? You point, they die.

Ling Ling: Thats the spirit. See, there is a colosseum here in Rome that numerous mafias rent out in secret to show off their henchmen. People compete for money, bragging rights, cushier jobs....You do well in that tournament, and I'll consider inviting you into our family.

Barbatos:*licks his entire face, cleaning it* Sounds lovely!

Ling Ling:The competition starts in about two hours. We'll escort you there.

Barbatos:*swigging down a bottle of wine* Wonderful. I look forward to shedding blood for you.

[Invader TAK]

*outside the restaurant, a Lizodian Stealth Scout decloaks*
Stealth Scout: A tournament, huh? Might be worth passing along to Dimensional Monitoring

Lizodia Island Palace. One Hour Later.

Tai: *walks in with Onyx and Ariel* You wanted to see us, father?
Scalzar: Yes. Allow Nox to explain.
Nox: A Stealth Scout obtained information about competition in the Colosseum in Rome, Italy ran by various mafias. Even though we have no need to run a mafia, we would appreciate it if you competed. We assume they hold deathmatches there.
Tai: I see. Think they'd let me compete?
Onyx: They see what you're capable of, hell yeah they would.
Tai: Good point. Sure, a trip to Rome wouldn't be a problem. I hear it's nice this time of year.
Onyx: Should Ariel and I tag along? I don't care either way.
Nox: That would be a good idea. Onyx could cover you and it would give Ariel an opportunity to see more of the surface world.
Ariel: I'd love to go!
Nox: Then it's settled.
Onyx: Alright, I think we could handle it. And don't worry, Tai. I'll make sure the creeps stay away from your girlfriend while you fight.
Tai: Dammit, Onyx.
Onyx: *laughs* Had to do it.
Tai: But, thanks. As always.
Onyx: No prob.
Tai: So, I guess we better get going. (Perhaps...)
Nox: First, we need preparations. Come to Dimensional Monitoring.
Tai: Alright.

(Short post for the time being)

[Shadow Scryer]

In a secure facility somewhere in Europe;

There is a prison with countless criminals of multiple sentient species, several of which humanity knows little about, so they’re running tests on the prisoners of said races.

Four security guards are in a particular cell, wrestling its occupant to the ground while a fifth is trying to put a jaw-obscuring metal mask on it

Guard: (Soothingly) Come on, it won’t hurt. *Quickly moves out of the way as the creature he’s trying to muzzle bites at him* If you stopped doing that, we wouldn’t need to do this! *Is bitten at again but is fast enough to catch the mask on its jaw, fasten and lock it into place*

Occupant: *Eyes widen*

The other four get off her and all five exit the cell

Occupant: *Grabs at the mask, trying desperately to pull it off* *Emits a frustrated scream when she realizes it’s impossible*

The occupant is a small, slim entity with a white tail, white hair and long claws in place of nails. Other than those aspects, it’s impossible to tell she’s a… for desperate want of a better term, ‘cat-girl’.

*Pan out to see a plaque to the side of her cell reading*;
Subject 11047
Species; Catgirl
Name; Honji Tsu

Elsewhere in the facility;

There is a Sagrotan standing up, but hunched over while a scientist is in an armchair
Plaque;
Subject 10642

Scientist: Look, you are our ONLY Sarg subject here. Humanity does not need a war with your tribes, is there anything we can do to resolve matters?

SS: Hugh-menz stay back. Sarg home is Sarg home. Sarg hunting groundz.

Scientist: We could make it so that your tribes are completely untouched. We could even help you!

SS: No.

Vimm: (You’re being stupid.)

SS: (I tradishonal. Sarg ways Sarg ways.)

Vimm: (Yes, and they’d respect that. Why- … Oh. Of course. *Sighs* idiots. Well since you’re not smart enough to talk your way out of this, here’s what you need to do…)

SS: *Lunges at the scientist and breaks his neck before the unfortunate guy can make a sound, grabs keys from him, unlocks the cell door and skitters out*

Vimm: (Now we don’t have long befor-)

Alarms start sounding

Vimm: (That was unexpected.)

Security guard: There’s a problem with the Sargs cell! He’s loose! Repeat, he’s loose! We can’t afford for this guy to die so unless he attacks with lethal force, only tranquilizers and tasers!

Three of the guards come into view and start firing tranquilizer darts as the Sarg

SS: *Hides behind a corner* *Takes a deep breath, looks out from his cover and holds out a hand*

Guard 1: Uh, what’s he doing?

Guard 2: I don’t kno-

Guard 3: Wait. Aren’t Sagrotan all… *Looks at the stone floor beneath them, which is quaking* GEOMANCERS!

The three scream as the floor rises, engulfs and crushes them

Vimm: (YOU… Alright, alright, plan B. RUN FOR YOUR LIFE, DUMBASS!)

SS: *Drops to all fours and runs for it*

Guard: *Looks at him as he sprints past* *Talks into a radio* Sighted him. Orders?

Head of security: Stay out of his way. I know the stuffed-shirts want him kept here but so fucking help me, he just killed three of our number without breaking a sweat and no-one here signed up to fight something like this. Besides, if they want to perform negotiations they really shouldn’t try it with a prisoner.


Vimm: (I… what are they doing?)

SS: (Out of way.)

Vimm: (Yes, I can see that. I just didn’t expect them to take this course of action. STOP!)

SS: *Skids to a halt, his claws leaving sizable tears in the stone* WHAT?!

Vimm: (You have no idea what to do or where to go when we get out of here do you?)

SS: (No need. Have brain guide.)

Vimm: (I WAS CREATED HERE, YOU MORON! I have NO knowledge of the outside world! We need someone who does.) *Looks through Shadows eyes* (And it looks like we have quite a few guides to choose from. Also, my name’s Vimm. My first host wasn’t the most imaginative.)

SS: Right. *Starts stalking past each cell*

Harpy

Vimm: (She looks more inclined to eat us alive than help.)

Elf

Vimm: (Elven criminals are some of the worst. Keep moving.)

Muk

Vimm: (How the hell is that even trapped here? Never mind. Next.)

Orc

Vimm: (Seems reasonable, but he’d probably abandon us as soon as he finds his tribe.)

Ork

Vimm: (You’re at war with them, remember?)

Catgirl

Vimm: (Hmm… Nah, only way she’d be here is if she’s a feral. If she IS a feral, she’d probably betray us in a heartbe-)

SS: *Screeches as he’s hit in the back with a Taser*

Vimm: (ON SECOND THOUGHT, GO WITH THAT ONE!)

SS: *Spins around and slices clean through his assailants throat* *Takes a key off him and opens Honjis cell*

Honji: *Looks up in confusion* (Hesitantly) Are you letting me out?

SS: *Nods*

Honji: *Hesitantly steps out of her cell and… bolts*

There is a gunshot and a startled hiss, followed by electric crackling

SS: *Skitters after her, coming across two guards standing over her semi-unconscious form*

Guard 1: Hey, you think she might be with that Sarg?

Guard 2: Not a chance, bro. Ferals never help anyone, even other ferals.

Guard 1: But wasn’t there something about if someone saves their life then they feel eternally indebted to them or something?

Guard 2: Yeah, but HOW exactly could he’ve saved her life? *Looks down at Honji and raises his… cattle prod for some reason, prepared to execute her* I’m sorry, but it’s better for both of us this way.

SS: *Tackles him and physically claws his face off*

Guard 1: *Panicking* HOLY SHIT! *Desperately grabs for his gun*

SS: *Dismissively flips up two fingers*

The floor rises and strikes the guard in the groin with enough force to make his scrotum explode.

Guard 1: *Eyes bulge in unfathomable pain. Fortunately for him, he’s dead within a few seconds*

Honji: *Staggers to her feet* … (Reluctantly) Alright, alright, I’ll help you out of here. *Looks at a nearby map* Just follow me. *Takes off, running on all fours*

Head of security: The Sagrotan has released a feral Catgirl. Whatever you do, IGNORE THEM. You were never supposed to fight things that can kill you this easily! The idiots can get another Sarg, I am NOT loosing any more men to these things!

The two escape to the surface and keep running. Naturally, the police notice the presence of a Sarg in the city.

SS: (Brain-man! Where we go?)

Vimm: (BRIGHT! TOO BRIGHT!)

Officer: Calling all units… well, the few units who didn’t check the scene earlier today, there is a Sarg and what I think might be a feral Catgirl at my location. Over.

Officer over radio: Oh for- since when was being a Sarg a crime? Who knows, maybe it’s a rouge one. But if you’re worried about an invasion, you WOULDN’T BE SEEING A SINGLE SARG!

Officer: I’ll just bring them in myself then!

OOR: *Sighs* Your own fault then.

Officer: *Fires out the window of his car*

SS: *Screeches as a bullet rips through his left ear*

Honji: *Looks back in confusion, then alarm and keeps running*

Officer: That was a warning shot! Come with me or I will- WOAH!

The ground splits upwards, launching his car

SS: *Flies up, smashes the windshield, rips him from his seat and dives toward the ground, holding the policeman in front of him*

Officer: Wait! Sto-

His head explodes as it hits the ground

Honji: *Skids to a halt and looks at the corpse* O-kay, I think we might get in trouble with the law if we stay around here. … Do you hear yelling?

SS: *Cocks his head to one side and listens* *Nods*

Honji: I thought so. *Stands up* I think it’s coming from- Oh no.

She sees a bunch of pissed-off hippies with signs saying “FER IZ MURDUR” marching towards them

Honji: Oh come on now! *Takes off again*

SS: *Follows*

Hippy: YOU CAN’T DRESS UP LIKE A CATGIRL! IT’S INSULTING TO EVERYONE WITH CAT BLOOD IN THEM, MAN! OR MANETTE!

Vimm: (AAAAAAAAAAARGH! That’s it! I know you can’t survive without a solid amount of intelligence, so I’m jump-starting your brain with everything you need to not be considered a tribal savage and retreating far enough into it that the light can’t hurt me!) *Sends an electrical impulse through Shadows brain*

SS: *Violently spasms while running, causing him to loose his footing and crash into a wall*

Honji: (Devastated) Why?! What did I do to deserve being indebted to this moron?!

SS: *Shakes head* I… I can think rationally. And actually SPEAK properly… This is knew. *Evil shark-like grin* But it’s exactly what the Sargs need… Or do they? *Looks at Honji* Honji Tsu, correct? We’re going to find something valuable that my race can use.

Honji: *Buries her face in her hands* I hate Italy.

SS: But first, I suppose you deserve to go where you want for the time being, so lead the way.

Honji: *Thinks* Well I need a weapon besides my claws and there’s this Coliseum…

(You were right, Specter. It was a lot more enjoyable when I stopped thinking too hard about it)

[Spectre]

The Huangs are riding in a Limo, it's headed towards the roman Colosseum. The lights within seem to be minimal. There are numerous guards blocking every entrance.

The limosine drives up and they exit.

Barbatos:...*glares at the structure, narrowing his eyes bitterly, letting out an animalistic growl*

Ling Ling:Getting fired up?

Barbatos:*Snorts* You're holding fights between your henchmen here, right?

Ling Ling:Yes. Numerous mafias, most of them being monster families, gather here and test the mettle of their toughest cronies to earn money and numerous other privelages. It gives them an opportunity to rise up in the underground world. Fights are to the death unless previous arrangements are made. Outsiders are allowed to enter the colloseum if they're participating, people coming to spectate casually will not be allowed, unless they're with the participants.

Barbatos:Very well.

They approach the entrance, a guard greets them.

Guard:Ah, miss Huang. Good to see you. I take it this toothy guy's gonna be spilling blood for you?

Barbatos:*growling*


Ling Ling:Yes. He's quite hungry.

Guard:Alright. We're still waiting on guests to arrive but we'll be holding some matches. Miss Huang, you and your party will be escorted to your reserved seats, toothy guy, you head down to the preparation room. Just follow the signs.

Barbatos:I'll see you soon, Ling Ling. *grins and waves as he heads down to the prep room*

Ling Ling:Best of luck. *waves back*

Barbatos heads down into the preparation room. Numerous fighters are present, some of them arming themselves with supressed guns, melee weapons, and armor, others seem intent on going out unarmed.

Barbatos:*lies down on a futon and pulls a wine bottle out of his coat, swigging it down* Hmmmm.....

Grunt:Alright, uh..*looks at his list* Barbatos? You're on.

Barbatos:*seals the bottle and puts it away, casually walking up to the arena*

Grunt:Heheh. Good luck, pretty sure your opponent'll take it easy on ya. She's undefeated, but she's a real sweetheart.

Barbatos:*intruiged* Ah.

He heads up into the Arena. There are spotlights focused down onto the arena, keeping lighting visible to outside to colosseum at a minimum. The audience is completely darkened out.

Grunt:Ladies and gentlemen, mobsters and monsters, welcome to our annual Amphitheatrum Flavium Munera! We got rising stars, newcomers, and old favorites alike here at the Flavian Amitheatre, for our first match we'll be pitting a newcomer the Huangs have so generously sponsored, a tall, creepy monster who sounds kind of like Christopher Lee, Barbatos!

Barbatos:*looks around in irritation and growls*

Grunt:And on the other side of the arena, we have a fan favorite! Put your hands together for Cerebella!

The crowd goes into uproar

Cerebella:*throws her fist in the air along with Vice Versa* THIS IS FOR YOU, VITALE! *gets into her combat pose*

Barbatos:*gasps as his eyes widen, his pupils begin to bounce in rhytmn with Cerebella's breasts* Boobsboobsboobsboobsboobsboobsboobsboobs-

Grunt:Ladies and gentlemen, its...SHOWTIME!

Catchy!


Barbatos:*Staring down Cerebella as she leaps into the air and dives straight for him* Such whimsical beauty...Balanced with a innocent shine and glowing curves....*Bites his lower lip so hard it begins bleeding*

Cerebella yells as she brings down Vice Versas fist, Barbatos dodges swiftly and embraces her, spinning her around and lowering her romantically, looking into her eyes.

Barbatos:My my, hello there my beautiful harlequin, Cerebella is it? My names Barbatos..it's such a pleasure to meet you. *grins and spins her around again, trhis time holding her close and looking down into her eyes again* Those beautiful eyes of yours...You're quite the jewel. A diamond in a sea of carbon. *tongue hangs out* there's no need to fight miss Cerebella, how about we get to know each other over a nice bottle of champagne?

Cerebella:*shocked and disturbed, Vice Versa also looks utterly stunned* Uhh...I...I think I'll pass....

Barbatos:Come now...*tongue slithers from his mouth and caresses Cerebella's cheek* Oh your skin is so smooth....

Vice versa punches Barbatos in the face, sending him 20 feet into the air and causing him to land with a crack.

Cerebella:*shudders and wipes herself off*

Grunt:Oh..was that his spine? I think you killed him Cerebell-

Barbatos:*bends into a spider walk position and rapidly approaches Cerebella angrily*

Cerebella:EEK! *slams down Vice Versas arms*

Bebartos:*rapidly dodging*

He jumps at Cerebella, pinning her down.

Barbatos:*narrows his eyes* Seeing as you're such a gorgeous specimen of a woman, I feel oblidged to claim this victory without bloodshed. ..*smiles warmly* I'll see you around my little harlequin. *slowly widens his mouth*

Barbatos expells a thick, black fume from his mouth, completely covering Cerebella's face.

After a few seconds of filling Cerebella's face with monster breath...

Cerebella:*eyelashes burn off as her eyes widen and tear up excessively, her face is in a gag, she snorts some embers out of her nose, her tongues hanging out, she's knocked out*

Barbatos:I'll be sure to send you some chocolates...

the music stops.

Grunt:Unbelievable! Cerabellas been defeated at the start of the competition!? I was looking forward to watching her..Acrobatics! Anyway, the winner is Barbatos!

Barbatos grins and chuckles, he heads down to the preparation room.

He passes by Vitale.

Vitale:Impressive...So far nobody has been able to defeat Cerebella.

Barbatos:Hm?


Vitale:i would like to invite you to be my new right hand. You've proven your worth. Don't waste your talent with those soft hearted Huangs.

Barbatos:*growls* I'll pass on that offer human. You have a stink about you.

Vitale:It's the least you could do since you're the one who put her out of comission. Not to mention all the money I've wasted on her and the shame such a foolish defeat will bring us.

Barbatos:*growls* I would kill to have a woman like that by my side. Multiple times. And you're wanting to replace her with the very creature that incapacitated her? *grits his teeth and growls* Get out of my face before I tear yours off you scumbag!

Vitale:*narrows his eyes* I think you'd be smarter than that....

Barbatos:*Widens his mouth and turns his head to the side as his teeth lengthen, sinking his teeth into the front of Vitales head, muffling his screams*

Blood and saliva gushes from the bite as his teeth sink further and further into Vitales head, covering the entire lower front half. Vitale's goons run over and try to pull him off, barbatos tightens his grip, Vitale lets out a horrible garbled scream, and he detaches..Take his entire face off with him.The bite has removed part of Vitales lower jaw, the flesh on his face, his eyes, the front of his skull exposing some brain, all of his teeth besides the very back molars, his nose, and cheeks. He's still alive, and medics run over and load him up onto a stretcher.

Barbatos:* Spits it onto the floor and stomps it* I gave you a fair warning!

Vitales goons aim their guns at Barbatos. He growls at them like a canine.

Goon:You shouldn't have done that you putrid dog!

Barbatos snaps and bites into his neck, slinging him into the other goons, knocking them all back. he picks up one by the neck and grips it.

Barbatos:*Holds the whimpering goon close to his face and looks in his eyes* Never. Call. me. A Dog.

Barbatos lashes out his tongue and impales him through the right eye, the tongue emerges out of the left, skews through his ears, enters his mouth, slithering up the top of his throat, penetrating through the bottom of his skull and erupting from the top of his head. He tosses him into a wall.

The other goons step back, aiming their guns. Their faces show they're in a panic.

Goon:You....You'll get yours! Just wait and see!

Barbatos:Oh?! Really! You think you're going to run away!? *growls and begins swiftly walking towards them*

Ling Ling:Barbatos, thats enough. You've made your point.


Barbatos:*growls* Run then. Never cross my line of sight again or I'll gouge out your eyes with your own teeth!

The goons flee.

Goon:*looks back* YOUR FAMILY'S GONNA PAY FOR THIS, HUANG!

Ling Ling: You can track them by their piss trails later and do whatever you want with them, I was just saving the family some face. *smiles*

Barbatos:Hmhmhm....I can already tell you're going to be a nice employer.

Ling Ling: I'm impressed thus far, keep on fighting.

Barbatos:Will do, Ling Ling...

[Invader TAK]

*in front of the Colosseum but out of sight of the guards*

Tai: Here's the place.
Ariel: It looks ancient.
Tai: It is. In ancient times, humans used to hold gladiatorial games here. Chariot races, fights to the death, that kind of stuff.
Ariel: Sounds brutal.
Onyx: It was the time period.
Tai: Anyway, let's get entered. *walks up to a guard* Yes, are we late for the tournament?
Guard: We still got spots if ya wanna enter.
Tai: Why else would I be here? I am Reptilius Scalzar of the Lizodian Empire.
Guard: Yeah, we've had your kind around here. You Lizodians sure know how to fight.
Tai: Of course we do.
Guard: Although, you look a little scrawny. Maybe the big guy here would be better off entering.
Onyx: If you know anything about Lizodians, is that looks can be deceiving. Reptilius here might not look like much, but he can fight.
Guard: True. So what's this lovely lady doing here in a place like this?
Tai: She's with us.
Guard: Might wanna watch yourself, we got some real creeps in here.
Onyx: Anyone lays a hand on her and Reptilius will pull their throat out through their ass.
Tai: I wouldn't go that far, Onyx.
Guard: In any case. Reptilius, head to the preparation room. Just follow the signs. The big guy and lovely lady can watch from the stands since they're with you.
Tai: Alright, thanks.

(I'll keep this short for now)

[Shadow Scryer]

In the Colosseum;

SS: I don’t like this place. Too many Humans.

Honji: Actually, only half of them are human but I know what you mean.

SS: Well if this place makes you uncomfortable too then why the hell are we here?!

Honji: I need a weapon, now shush. I’m trying to think.

Guy manning the weapon shop: You know you need actual money to pay for this, right?

Honji: Wha… *Huge, adorable cat grin* Uh… Of course we do! I just, erm… left my money over... there! Yeah, that’s it! *Runs off*

A minute later, she slides down a rope she just tied to the ceiling behind the guy, swipes his wallet, takes every piece of currency, puts the wallet back, climbs back up the rope to the beams and escapes, all unnoticed by the shopkeeper.

Honji: *Runs back into view* Sorry that took so long, I just forgot where I stashed everything. Anyway, I have money now!

Shopkeeper: Look, I don’t care who you stole that from, but just buy something or get the fuck out of my face!

Honji: (Still smiling) *Mutters* Oh believe me, you will care.

Shopkeeper: What was that?

Honji: Nothing! *Starts looking at the weapons* No, no, no, to heavy, nothing I can’t do better with my claws, I don’t like guns, I’d probably cut the string, katanas are overrated… Hello… *Picks up a single-edged falchion* I’ll take this one, thanks.

Shopkeeper: Just give me the fucking money!

Honji: Alright, alright, no need to get snappy. Just had to ask, yeesh. *Hands over the money and takes the weapon*

Mobster: … *Runs to his boss, who’s watching the arena* Uh, boss? Y’know how you said to be on the lookout for possible recruits?

Mob boss: This had better be good.

Mobster: Not the response I was hoping for, but still. Anyways, I just saw a Sagrotan and a Feline-type Anbes-blood, looks like they don’t belong to anyone so I thought…

Mob boss: What makes you think we can control ‘em.

Mobster: Well the Sagrotan hasn’t done anything to make me think he so much as dislike s the Anbes-blood and the only reason she’d be hanging around anyone if is she owes them a life debt.

Mob boss: … (Suspiciously) How’d you know so much about Anbes?

Mobster: … *Forked tongue flickers out* I am one, remember?

Mob boss: Uh-huh, sure. You just got your tongue modified. Now capture those two! No-one ELSE has a Sagrotan working for them!

Mobster: But… That doesn’t… I mean… Oh come on! Even if I WASN’T an Anbes, about half the freaking family’s made up of ‘em!

Mob boss: Sorry, you need to get your eyes checked. There are no Anbes in this family.

Mobster: *Sags, turns and walks away* You, come with me.

Mobster 2: *Stops preening the feathers on his arms* Sir! *follows him, stalking on his talons*

Mobster: We’ll need something anti-magic if he’s one of those geomancers. *Beckons for a human mobster to follow him*

Mobster 2: I though they were all geomancers?

Mobster: A common misconception, but they tend to bring at least one into battle so the misconception spread until no-one could tell a non-adept soldier from a geomancer. You! Do you have anything we can use to nullify magic?

Mobster 4: Yes sir. Anti-magic bracers that need about five adepts working together to remove

Mobster 2: Wait, do we even have five adepts?

Mobster: No. Twenty non-adept casters should do though. Not that we’ll ever use them.

Mobster 2: And how exactly can CASTERS get them off?

Mobster: It only stops magic on the guy wearing them. And there’s no key. *Looks around* Erm… is there a, I dunno, a Bear-blood Anbes or at least an Orc?

Mobster 2: Not that I know of…

Mobster: *Hisses in irritation* Alright. Then we’ll just have to be really fast…


A few minutes later;

SS: Look catgirl-

Honji: Honji. Honji Luna Tsu.

SS: … Look catgirl, we got what you wanted, why are we still here?

Honji: *Stretches* We just got out of jail, so I thought we could relax a little. Watch some mafia dumbasses beat the crap out of each other. You know, have a little fun.

SS: Sagrotan are soldiers. We derive enjoyment from ‘beating the crap out of each other’ as you say. The looser almost always dies and the ones supporting the victor celebrate by… I don’t actually know, come to think of it. But I always wake up the next morning with half my fangs broken and an angry squid trying to eat my left arm.

Honji: I, uh… think I’ll stay away from encampments then.

SS: Good idea.

A mobster bumps into him

Mobster: Crap! I’m sorry, I didn’t see you there!

SS: *Growls* In my culture, physical contact with a stranger is grounds for a fight to the death.

Mobster: Again, sorry. *Looks at Honji* Oh wow, NOW what kind of sword is that?

Honji: (Suspiciously) Why are you a-

Honji’s tackles from behind from the eagle Anbes, his talons holding her arms out to the sides

Mobster 2: BWARK! SOMEONE GET HER LEGS!

A fifth mobster does so

SS: *Roars in fury*

The other two mobsters grab his arms from behind and slip the bracers on them before he has a chance to react and hold him in place

Mobster 1:Now that we have your attention, let’s make a deal here. We DO have the means to remove those anti-magic bracers, but it takes either five adepts or twenty casters. I doubt you’d find that amount willing to remove them anywhere else in the world.

Honji: *Struggling* What about… the Sarg tribes?

SS: They’d execute me for being weak enough to let these things get put on me in the first place. Although I have to ask, what’s stopping me from killing you all right here and now?

Mobster 1: How about the safety of your little catgirl?

Honji: Honji…

Mobster 1: *Mouth widens to extreme proportions and his canines extend into snake fangs*

SS: Alright! Alright. Fine, I’ll work with you for now.

Mobster 1: So just to put things in perspective, you need her to help you understand anything that isn’t Sagrotan culture, and you… *Looks at Honji* both owe him a life debt and understand how useful his geomancy is.

Both: Yes.

Mobster: *Smirks* Excellent. Now I’ve been thinking, and I just realized there’s nothing you could possibly be but a feral. A criminal… *Sadistic smirk* An outcast from your race. But there are two types of Feline-blood ferals. Thieves and assassins. Either works for us, but I took the liberty of entering you in a fight to see how well you handle yourself. You should be up soon and I think your opponent is… well, I don’t know what he is exactly, but there’s nothing human about him so I highly doubt he’s an Anbes. He looks like he has some canine blood though.

Honji: (Disgusted) A dog?!

Mobster: … I suppose you could put it that way, yes.

Honji: … Alright, I’ll do it! Just get this bird off me!

Mobster: And your mask?

Honji: (Miserably) I’ve tried. We need a locksmith to get it off.

Mobster: Hmm. It matters not. Escort her to the arena. I’m looking forward to seeing how she does.

[Spectre]

Barbatos:*Leaned against the wall on his side of the arena, holding a bottle of liquer* Bit soon to be dragging me out here again, isn't it? Aren't there other fighters?

Goon:The audience wanted to see you fight more, you turned more than a few heads after knocking out Cerebella. Anyway, we're bringing up your other opponent. Get ready. *heads to the center of the arena*

Barbatos:*growls* Fine. *steps out*

Honji is escorted into the ring, the spotlights shine down on them.

Barbatos:*grumbles* Grand...A Cat Girl...*scratches his chin* Not half bad looking though, quite cute...Likely very young. *Narrows his eyes*

Honji:(Ugh. A dog, a boozehound, with a perverted predatory stare.)

They walk towards the center of the arena, Barbatos curiously looking Honji all over, trying to outline her curves, he seems a little dissapointed.

Barbatos:Hrm...Well..I suppose thats not all the traits I seek in a woman...*cocks his head to the side and grins* Hello there sweetie. What's your name?

Honji:*backs up, obviously creeped out*...You're mouth is moving out of sync with your words...

Barbatos:Oh, saw that do you? I don't posess vocal cords like most. You could compare my method of speaking to...A parrot, or a crow. I just move my mouth along to avoid arousing suspicion from humans.

Honji:Fitting, you smell like you've been rummaging through a rotting carcass....

Barbatos:*Continues talking despite posessing a static grin* Why thank you, I'll take that as a compliment!

Honji:*shivers* Don't...Do that...And believe me, it wasn't!

Barbatos: Fine, you don't smell like a flower yourself sweetheart. Either way I'd prefer a rotting carcass to the smell of soiled cat litter!

Honji:*twitches* What did you say!?

Goon:*is obviously being entertained by their conversation*.......

Barbatos:Really, whens the last time you licked yourself clean? *tongue slithers out of his mouth and wags back and forth* if you don't feel up to it I suppose I could do it for you!

Honji:*backs away, obviously repulsed as she draws her Falchion* Go choke on your own balls you flea-ridden ass-chewing dog!!!

Barbatos:*Narrows his eyes as his pupils slit, he slams his mouth shut harshly, making a loud snapping noise as he reveals his teeth, drools profusely and makes a deep, rumbling growl*

Honji:.....*eyes widen in fear*......Mrow?

Barbatos:Never....*clenches his fist hard enough to the point where blood runs from his fingers*...Call......Me....(Loud, vicious bark) A DOG!!!!

Honji:*Hairs sticks up straight as she leaps in the air* MREEEOOOOOOOOOOW!!!!

Honji dashes away on all fours as Barbatos chases her swiftly, he snaps his jaws constantly as he persues her on all fours himself, barking loudly. He chases her around the arena viciously.

Honji:(SCREW THIS!! HE'S GONNA KILL ME!!!)

She climbs up a column in the arena and clings to it, Barbatos circles it and jumps up, barking angrily. Honji hisses defensively and cautiously swipes at him with her claws.

Honji:NYA!!! GET IT AWAY!!!! *scratches at him as he jumps up*

Barbatos:*Barking loudly as he yells*I'LL SHOW YOU A DOG YOU NOISY LITTLE CURTAIN CLAWING SKANK!!!!! COME DOWN HERE!!!

Honji:*hisses angrily and climbs slightly higher, Barbatos tries jumping higher* GO FUCK A BOOT YOU FLEA RIDDEN MONGREL!!!

Barbatos:I'LL SAVE IT FOR YOUR CORPSE YOU LITTLE PISS SPRAYING RUNT!!!

Honji manages to lightly graze Barbatos' forehead with her claws, he growls angrily and begins jumping higher, barking louder, and clinging onto the pillar, sliding down before trying again.

Honji:MEWWWW!! *climbs up higher, digging all her claws besides the ones shes using to swipe at him to stick* GO AWAY YOU ASS SNIFFING MUTT!!!

Barbatos:NOT WITHOUT YOUR HEAD YOU LITTER WALLOWING BRAT!!!

Goon:...This is like one of those old cartoons I use to watch as a kid.


Barbatos manages to jump high enough, he bites onto Honjis tail.

Honji:MROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW!!!! *leaves clawmarks in the column as she's dragged down*

She draws her Falchion and slices through her tail and into Barbatos' face, severing her free of his grip.

Honji:*looks at her now shortened tail and gets weepy faced*

Barbatos:*growls angrily as he pulls the falchion from his face and throws it into the wall of the arena*HRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!

Goon:*whistles*

Barbatos:*looks toward the goon, his ears perk up*

Goon:C'mon! *holds out a bottle of very expensive looking, white colored wine* C'mere boy! *whistles* Come and get the grand prize!!!!

Barbatos:*begins panting and jumping side to side*

Goon:C'mon!! Over 2000 years old!!! Only 16 bottles known to exist!! You want it!?

Barbatos:*Shakes his head vigorously*

Goon:*arm turns extremely muscular as he throws the bottle* GO GET IT!!!!

The bottle is tossed down to the preparation room, Barbatos chases it and catches the bottle in his teeth before it hits the floor. He jams his index claw into the cork, pulls it out, and smells it. He begins to slowly drink it, it seems to shine in a mystic glow, he seems very calmed by it. He's savoring it greatly.



Back in the arena.

Honji:*Collapses onto the floor*

Goon:You guys brought back childhood memories of mine along with alot of my colleagues, it reminded us of simpler times...So we figured we'd break up the fight and call this round a draw.

Honji:What was that?

Goon:An ancient holy artifact, the very wine from the Marriage at Cana. There are 16...Well...15 bottles left over from the event. Most of the sealed in the catacombs beneath Rome. We managed to get ahold of one to make it the grand prize of this tournament.

Honji:Thats....One hell of a prize.

Goon:Yep..I guess the winner will have to settle for the big wad of cash. *shrugs* Anyway, that was a fun match...