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Castlevania: Darkness Never Dies

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Part 1: Curse of Blood

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Intro 1 | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 | Chapter 10

Intro 2 | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9

Intro 3 | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9

Part 2: Legacy of Sorrow

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Part 1: Curse of Blood.

“”What is whispered in your ear, you shall shout out from the roof top.””

Mathew: 10. 27.

Chapter 8: Bloody Tears.

The crypt, fortress Aliba. The 20th. Of December 2098 A.D.

They had done away with the monsters. Henry felt sick. Michael looked at something distant. He was forced to kill his own brother. William became infested by the shadow crawlers. That would’ve turned him into a demon. Now at last, he might rest in peace. Sylvia fought to purify this Hellhole. That wouldn’t do. Three vampires where left among the living undead. Henry drew sweat of his brow. The baron held his sword upright. The wolf snarled. The red lips and fangs got exposed. Daniela made the sign of the cross. The huge bat flapped about. Michael gathered. He touched the neck. One of them bit him. Henry held the shield up. He killed the filth before it might turn him. Suddenly they moved. Michael fired his crossbow. The swarm burst into fire. The bat vampire shrieked. Sylvia screamed. The wolf undead went for the kill. Henry would die to protect her. The nun held the key to salvation. Daniela met Ludwig’s assault. She was brave. The war hammer almost crushed his blade. Henry tried to behead the vampire. The wolf dodged his effort. Sylvia hurled a vial of holy water. The undead howled. Henry rammed his sword through the heart. He watched it burn. Now he could pity her. The body soon crumbled into dust. The bat attacked. Henry roared.

The crypt labyrinth, forgotten city. The 20th. Of December 2098 A.D.

The ritual was a success. The lady of the crypt was alive. Although she felt the blood thirst gnawing on her soul. Ah yes. That was it. The weakness. And a privilege. She cast back the flared jacket. The order’s torches lit the crypt. The lady was amused. They had remedied even that exception. “Who arth thy?” She asked. The young woman, the lady, depending by her dress and manours, shook her red hair flirtingly. “I am Ruth.” She told. The queen reached her hand. “Then thou arth mine.” Ruth came willingly. She would be his bride.

The caves, forgotten city. The 20th. Of December 2098 A.D.

The white lion was ahead of the group. Although she sent Adam and Charles to scout, Iris would be ready. She wouldn’t be mistaken this time. The man-wolves were in need of their queen. She extended her claws. Iris hadn’t been coroneted. The tunnel led steeply downward. Cedric and Claudia fired at the bats. Then Anna made a glide. She charge-up knocked the trap into pieces. She threw back the dark hair. Iris was impressed. She knew Whisp defeated the necromancer. The naiad struck with the whip. Iris hoped she would learn to trust her better.

The trap clicked into place. Anna was able to wreck it. Julius made the sign of the cross. The man-wolves had warned about it. The spikes where poisoned. Julius felt a slight shudder, although he couldn’t afford to break down. The bats squeeked their bloodlust. Julius threw a vial of holy water. The swarm was soaked and burned in a flash. Julius unsheathed his blade. All looked to be alright. Their new allies had crushed the skeletons. The man-beasts gathered around their leader. He gave her the map and compass. Julius was grateful he kept them. She seemed to have decided. The group went down the tunnel. Julius got the sword in hand. Although the white lion sent her folks in front, he felt unsure. The corridor went past other openings. He knew what frightened him. Julius was afraid of the scaven. He didn’t tell any of them about it. The others didn’t ask. They got too occupied with Anna’s fate. Julius was glad they saved her. The Succubus almost got it her way. Julius reached for the crucifix. Thomas bent so that Marina might climb on his back. They went over the pond. Julius waited until Anna reached across. Then he leaped. Iris beheld the naiad. “I thought they where the daughters of river.” She said. “They are.” Julius acknowledged. “But it’s about the quality.” He told. “The water is polluted.” The lion princess muttered. Her eyes shone like polished gold. Then she led them into another tunnel. Julius followed. This way led even deeper. Then it suddenly became straight. “Get back!” Thomas was the first who noticed. The vent released toxic gas. Julius crossed himself. “Be careful.” Anna said through telepathy. “Be very careful.” She tugged the end of her braid. “They almost got us.” Thomas said. The spearman changed into his dark-breed form. “We have to wait until they rest.” Anna explained. “Then we can go.” Marina moved in front. “I might try to stop them.” She afforded. The naiad touched the blood watch. Julius disliked that item. Like most weapons she obtained. He put it aside. “Let’s try.” Anna said. She too got time stop abilities. “You can’t do that.” Cedric said. “It’s unwise to tamper with the flow of time.” Charles added. Julius did agree. But he knew he got no say in the matter. Torah gained the family’s stopwatch. That which Sonia Belmont collected in 1476. Thomas frowned. He looked unsure. The bats cut short their argument. Julius threw the shuriken. The sound of cracking bones made him react. The enemy’s leaped while hurling bones. Julius groaned on impact. He wasn’t alone. His friends got wounded. Claudia threw herself in front of her princess. Thomas fired the shotgun. “Watch out!” Marina released her fairies. The watchers channeled electricity. Julius hurled holy water. The zombies rose through the floor. Julius felt sick. The stench of rotten flesh permeated the air. That was bad already. But this was worse. Julius figured this might be how Jonathan Harker felt while exploring the count’s lair in 1897. He put it away. The fireball sword where in motion. Anna made a grimace. Then she began to force-knock the dead. He saluted her efforts. The dancing girl was more then a pretty actress. She danced about while hurling fireballs. Julius threw the axe. The weapon split in three. He knocked the candle. Marina made a glide while releasing pages. He beheaded the zombie. Thomas led the man-beasts down the corridor. There seemed to be some niches among the vent. Julius threw the dagger forward. The skeleton collapsed. He ran to retrive his items. The watcher swooped. Julius attacked with his arms on fire. Marina struck with the “blood pain” whip to release icicles. That killed off the bats. Julius made the sign of the cross. The bone-man knocked him. Anna danced to cause chain lightning. That made it to let go. Julius sighed with relief. He better return the favour. The zombies where closing in. Julius brandished with the sword. He was Maxim’s descendant. The sword storm made the corpses to burn. The watchers stunned him. Thomas used his lance to pull off a double jump. The energy blast cleared them away. Anna helped him to get up. “Thank you.” He said. Anna smiled. Julius dusted off his black cape. He knew she got feelings for him. Julius trusted in and cherished their friendship. He wouldn’t commit heresy. Nor would he make her sin. “Let’s go.” Julius said. “The others must be waiting.” Thomas picked the gems. He also got some rounds of ammunition. Anna left to collect. Marina knocked the candles. She took the items. Then Thomas fired the triple shot. The balls of green energy tore the bats to shreds. Julius touched the crucifix. “Strange.” Thomas frowned. “I didn’t intend that to happen.” He muttered. “You are the chosen one.” Julius said. The dark-breed sent him a look. “Christian knows much lore.” More then he figured. “Edward also told me.” Anna led the naiad down the vent passage. They where alone. “The blue wolf pendant proved your worth.” Thomas shrugged it off. “You don’t know everything.” Julius nodded. “You don’t have to tell.” He said. Thomas smirked. “Maybe I will, someday.” Julius let it drop. They went for the passage. “Follow me.” Thomas said. “Just don’t stop. When they rest, we have to go.” Julius acknowledged. “Let it be.” He said. Thomas touched the crucifix. He waited until it got clear. Then they dashed. They didn’t get through. Although he reached one of the safe spots. Thomas used the time to reload his shotgun. Julius knocked a candle. The rosary removed the bats. “Great is the mystery of faight.” Julius spoke in a low voice. The dark-breed lowered his head. Then he made a rush. Julius ran for it. The vent opened wide before reaching the next spot. Julius was relieved they survived. The gas stenched terrible. Like some sort of wasted mustard. “You shouldn’t inhale.” Thomas remarked. Julius noticed there was a fight ahead. “We have to wait.” Thomas insisted. “I know.” Julius disliked having to stay while his friends might be in trouble. The gasses cleared. The wents came to rest. They dashed by the final openings and into the cave. A band of red knights fired their crossbows. Thomas released the triple shot. Julius was sure he charged the assault. He was getting stronger. He put it away. The knight made a shield dash. Julius stumbled. Marina grappled with the “blood pain”. The blue fox was pulled back. The naiad stabbed her silver knife. Julius pulled together before he advanced. Anna got surrounded by her war force. The bolts couldn’t reach her. Julius was more concerned about the zombies though. They kept rising through the floor. This was a crossroad. The skeletons came through the leftmost opening. Julius brandished with his sword. He threw daggers forward to block the bones. The watchers also showed up. Julius picked some gems before hurling the enflamed axe. The item shuttered on impact. The zombies burned. Julius went for the skeletons. Before he might reach, Iris and Cedric tore them apart. Anna made a meteor dash. She forced knocked the watchers. The electricity sent her flying. Julius retrived the axe. Although Marina cracked with the whip to release fireballs. Thomas reloaded his shotgun with cross bullets. He only stopped to blast through the gauntlets. The orbs made the red knights retreat. Julius left his friends to handle the lesser enemies. He knew the red knights would pull together. He wasn’t going to grant them the edge. Julius dropped the book. The homing balls chased and destroyed. He didn’t wait for the survivors to fire. Julius brandished with the sword. The knights where trained warriors. Julius had to challenge three in a row. Two more knights reloaded their weapons. Julius held the crucifix in his left hand. The cape whirled about. The blur sometime obscured his enemies. Julius knew it wouldn’t save him. He might’ve been foolish to chase them. Although it’d seen like the best thing to do. Thomas fired a boom. The leftmost elf got shot through the chest. The armour broke when the knight got thrown back. Thomas turned to fire other bullets. The fencers fell dead. Julius threw himself upon the shooters. They dropped the crossbows. Before they might unsheath, the elf and fox got pierced by pages. Marina had followed through. She closed the spell book. Anna came to a rest. The burned bats let a heap of gold. She retrived several coins. “Nice work.” Iris admitted. “Although this isn’t the right cave.” The man-wolves entered behind their princess. Julius re-sheathed his sword. He then noticed they where not alone. “Come on.” Iris summoned. The cave wasn’t that large. Julius had a look around. The place was roughly circular, with a polish marble square in the middle. “Wait a moment.” Julius told his friends. “I think this is important.” He kept looking round. There was something behind the obvious. “Come on now.” The white lion said. “We have to continue.” Julius shook his head. “There is something about this place.” Cedric gave him a look. “I thought you where to help my people.” Julius turned round. “I am.” He assured. “But I know there is something strange about this cave.” They didn’t heed. “Very well.” Iris hadn’t changed her mind. “Then its your business.” Julius acknowledged. “So it will be.” He made the sign of the cross. “Come along then.” She told the others. The man-beasts where clearing out. His friends didn’t leave. Julius was grateful. They still had trust in him. “Okay.” The white lion crossed her arms. “Go and have fun.” She collected her specimen. “We meet up at the hidden docks.” Julius frowned. Iris still kept the map and compass. He made no comment. The man-beast where powerful hunters in their own right. Cornell proved that in 1844. Julius hoped he would find the right way. He watched as the group returned into the passage. Only Adam and Claudia looked back, offering their farewell. “Let’s go.” He said. “Let’s hunt.” Julius hoped he sounded casual. Thomas smirked. Marina toutched the “blood pain”. Julius led the way. They reached deeper into the cave. He got it right. They where not alone. The little girl sat on the floor, surrounded by huge piles of books. He felt pity with her. “Who are you?” Thomas asked. She looked up through heavy glasses. “Hush.” She breathed. “My name is Mattie.” The long brown hair fell back down as she leant over the book. “I have to find it.” Julius shook his head. Mattie couldn’t possibly be more then 6 or 7 years old. She was dressed like an English school girl. It must be freezing sitting there like that. “We might help you.” Anna told. “Tell us about the matter.” Mattie didn’t even look up this time. “My teacher told I had to figure this out before I could go home.” She pointed a tiny finger at the four containers. “They have to be placed in correct order.” Julius went to inspect the tablets. He frowned. Each had an incurving of some importance. He recognised the sun and moon. “What do you think it means?” Thomas asked. He’d followed him out on the square. The dark-breed brought a container along. “I shall find it.” Mattie repeated. “It must be in one of these books.” She sent a glance through the glasses. “Why else should the teacher give them to me?” Anna looked haggard. They exchanged glances. Julius knew. Anna didn’t have to tell. The tomes might be a ruse. He better investigate. The container kept one piece of the shattered gem. This was blue. Marina put a hand upon it. “It is cold.” The little witch informed. Then her eyes lit up. “This is a part of the power gem.” She smiled. “I might collect the remaining pieces.” Julius shook his head. That would be black treason. “Let it be.” He said. “This girl is in greater need then either of us.” Marina kept his gaze. Then she folded her arms. Julius took the container. He better get to work. “Be careful.” Mattie said. “When you start, there is no retreat.” She suddenly looked concerned. “The teacher never told what might happen then.” Julius got a hunch. “He doesn’t sound like a nice man.” Anna remarked. Mattie didn’t answer. Julius prayed he got it right. He placed the blue stone container upon the moon tablet. He stepped back. The gem sort of awoke. The whole container got frozen. Julius gasped. The tingling cold music made him relax. The thing remained in place. The container was coated. Only the blue gem shone through the layers of snow. He looked down upon the polished floor. The cold didn’t spread. “What do you think this is?” Anna stood at the other side of the square area. Julius jogged over. The carving resembled some sort of primitive storm or lightning. Julius frowned. He thought of Leon Belmont. He challenged evil in 1094. He also thought of the orbs which his great ancestor used to belittle the vampire. “Hurry!” Julius told. “Bring me the yellow piece!” Anna went to where Mattie was seated. She fiercely went through her books. They didn’t disturb. Anna returned. Thomas wasted no more time. He dashed for the containers. Only Marina retained her pose. Julius wished he could lecture her about it. That was out of the question. Anna gave him the item. Julius sighed with relief. That really was the yellow fragment. He hadn’t been sure if there really was one of the kind. Never mind. He put the container in place. The goblet-like item awoke like its counterpart. Julius stepped away. Anna beheld the process. The container was hit by lightning. The strange black and white metal item seemed to charge up. Then it remained silent. The gem beat with energy. “This thing is empty.” Thomas came back. Julius toutched the crucifix. He got to ask her, although he was sure of the answer. Julius sighed. He went back to the sun. “Marina.” He didn’t wish to force her. “You have to give me your shard.” The naiad pulled back. “Give you the gem?” She asked. Her hand was upon the necklace, like hiding it from view. Julius nodded. “It is the only way.” Marina kept back. Julius sighed. He could only hope. She would have to understand. They got no choice. This was the way it had to be.

The hunter beheld the naiad. His eyes never blinked. Anna knew he disliked the situation, though she believed Julius was right. They would need the red piece. “This is a trick.” Marina said. “You only want it for yourself.” Julius grew pale. “Not if my life depended on it.” His eyes looked haunted. Anna so wished to comfort him. Julius wouldn’t allow. Thomas also looked concerned. The Belmonts took Leon’s oat very seriously. “If it’s your fate to hold it.” Julius said. “You will find another.” Marina closed and opened her hand. “Then take it.” She threw the necklace at him. Julius said nothing. Anna watched as he put the gem within the goblet. Thomas sat the container into place. She noticed he kept the necklace. The jewel shone like the sun. The whole container seemed to blaze hot. Although the gem was the heart. Anna recognised the music. It was a Phoenix singing. She couldn’t help a smile. Julius also looked relieved. Thomas tapped his shoulder. Only the naiad was angry. The men went to check the last tablet. “I think it looks like a wave.” She said. Julius frowned. “I think you are right.” He sighed. “You already used the blue.” Thomas remarked. “I know.” He retrieved the necklace to Marina. She gave him an irate look. He didn’t notice. Julius was lost in thought.

Julius got back from his reverie. Marina didn’t really care. He’d taken the power gem from her. He didn’t want it for himself. That much was obvious. Marina wished she knew his thoughts. “What’s the colour of that last gem?” Julius asked. Marina looked into the container. “I don’t know.” Thomas told. “It just looks like a piece of solid mist.” Anna shook her head. “You don’t know much about jewels.” Thomas glared. Anna shrugged. “It’s an aquamarine.” Marina cut in. Julius smiled. “Then the work is complete.” He put the goblet container down on the tablet. Marina shuddered. She thought she heard the mermaid singing. The naiad giggled nervously. Lorelei had become Dracula’s servant. Water seemed to pour from the transparent piece. The container got soaked. Although the floor was as dry and dusty as ever. Marina couldn’t help it. She reached out to touch the gem. The water streamed through her being. Marina sighed. She felt washed clean of all pollution. This really was fresh water. Julius touched her shoulder. She looked up at him. She smiled. The priest pointed at a fifth goblet. The container had appeared at the center. Marina arched an eyebrow. “Have a look.” Julius suggested. She did. There was a red and blue piece within. Marina rejoiced.

The naiad danced while picking her price. Thomas smirked. She deserved to have them. Then he remembered. While the naiad replaced the necklace, he went to check on Mattie. She had been silent for quite a while. The book fell from her lap. The kid kept staring out into space. Then she sighed. A prolong, relieved and relaxed sound. “I am free.” She smile broadened. “I finally can go home.” Thomas reached out to help her stand. She was quicker. Mattie got up without any help. Thomas noticed his friends had gathered. Mattie formally beamed with joy. A shaft of sunlight illuminated her presence. “Thank. Oh thank you. The light. The blessed light.” Julius made a bow. “Rest in peace.” He said. “The Lord is with you.” When the light subsided, Mattie was gone. “May she be the last of your victims.” The priest muttered. Thomas picked together. The necromancer must have closed her soul off from Heaven. The priest inhaled. “We should continue.” Thomas frowned. “How?” He asked. “Through the barrier.” The priest explained. Thomas didn’t get it. He then realized the far wall was made of frost. Julius went forward. “I can do it.” Marina said. She released the power of the gem. The barrier was left standing. “That isn’t the way.” Julius said in a low voice.

Town of Aliba, Warakiya. The 20th. Of December 2098 A.D.

The fortress collapsed. Daniela watched it burn to the ground. Ludwig Von Bork had been stamped out. She sighed. Daniela felt so weary. Tholin gave her support. Virginia flew around in circles. The dwarf had survived his injuries. Sylvia was talking with the priest and Unicore. Henry and Michael kept guard over the captives. Daniela wasn’t sure she should be glad or not. The men insisted to rescue even his servants. Although the dead where put to rest. That left plenty of the red knights. Most of them where living beings. She made another sigh. What where they to do? Some humans only lived in the town. That hardly could count as a crime. She shook her head. The fox and lizard creatures where evil. Or where they? “They fight for what they believe in.” Earendil had joined them. Daniela knew the Unicorn was right. She better talk with Tholin. He was the dwarven chieftain. Virginia would support his decision. Whatever that might be. Earendil led his family into battle. He already paid the price. Daniela gave him a look. The unicorn seemed to understand. “Henry put the killer to justice.” He said. “He deserves to decide.” Although Earendil didn’t look happy. Daniela could support. Such bloodshed wasn’t his style. Daniela wondered what might be her own reaction.

The caves, forgotten city. The 20th. Of December 2098 A.D.

The battle-droids came through a concealed opening. “They’re behind us.” Cedric told. Iris didn’t look back. She could smell their approach. “The super battle-droids.” Cedric changed into his man-beast form. Iris also morphed. That might give a better chance. The bats dashed. Although she’d heard them flap, this was an ambush. “Clear them away!” The robot’s group-leader gave his command. “Roger, roger.” The droids chirped their reply. It wasn’t funny. The bats might suck her blood. Iris released. The battle-droids opened fire.

They beheld him. “Then what do you suggest?” Marina almost challenged. He didn’t answer. Julius got his own ideas. He only hoped it would work out though. “Could you hand me that empty bottle?” He asked. “Sure.” Thomas shrugged. He went through his backpack. “Here you go.” Julius opened the jar. He reached for the crucifix. Then he went to the blue container. The goblet was burning with a clear cold sort of fire. “Is that safe?” Anna asked. “Trust me.” He assured. “And believe in He who sent me.” His friends exchanged glances. Marina looked doubtful. Julius reached into the torch. He managed to secure some fire. Julius closed the bottle before it might escape. The others pulled back. “I don’t think you should carry that about.” Thomas remarked. “The bottle is secure.” Was it really? He put it aside. This got to work. “In the name of the Father, the Son and of the holy Ghost.” He returned to the barrier. Should he tell them to stay back? Julius decided he would take the blame. He let the blue flame drop. There came no explosion. The wall simply melted away, like a curtain of rain and moonlight. For a moment, it was almost beautiful. Then Julius pulled back to reality. He got a hunt to finish. “ How did you know about that?” Anna asked. Julius unsheathed his sword. “Christian told me.” He said. “I think he learned it from a book.” Marina had a last look at the magic tomes which Mattie left behind. Then they all gathered. Julius went forward. The bats dashed. Marina shrieked and then cast the frost spell. The skeletons came cracking through. Anna made a meteor dash to force-knock the dead. Julius threw vials of holy water. That stamped out the remaining bats. Thomas joined with the dancing girl. He twirled the lance and released triple shots. Marina cast the heat spell before releasing the fairies. The skeletons hurled bones about. The flurry blocked their attack. Julius struck with his blade. The stellar sword made the bone-man collapse. He sighed with relief. Ruth made lightning strike. Julius threw the daggers forward. They got to get through. The poor people had to be trapped within the ice. Julius shuddered. He didn’t wish anyone to such death. The skeleton grabbed him. Julius stamped the crucifix. The passage was badly lit. Anna knocked some candles. She collected the items. Julius didn’t want the gold. He stamped another skeleton. Thomas fired a round of wood bullets. The bone-men got shot apart. Julius picked some gems. The big one really replenished his force. Thomas reloaded with silver ammo. Julius had a look around. The place seemed empty. “Wait here.” The dark-breed told. Julius kept looking about. The area didn’t seem frozen. There had to be magic involved. Only black sorcery might kill so many in one spell. Julius exhaled. He hoped they didn’t got closed off from Heaven. The necromancer wasn’t his real enemy. Who might it be? Julius thought of the dreams he and Christian experienced before leaving the Vatican. No. Dracula was dead. There was no way he might be resurrected. Thomas returned. “I refilled the bottle.” He said. Julius noticed he put the blue fire away. “That might come in handy.” Anna remarked. Marina toyed with the necklace. “I only wish I could do that.” Julius let it pass, although she sounded lusting. He lept over the spike bed. The watcher channeled when he reached ground. Marina threw silver knives while leaping. She reached home. The watcher burned. Then it swooped down. The naiad nearly got knocked down into the trap. Julius pulled her back. The watcher channeled. The monster got friends. The zombies rose through solid ground. Julius brandished with the sword. He made a row of fireballs to fall down. Julius knew he got to get rid of the watcher. The others caught up. Thomas challenged the zombies. The watcher swooped. “Yeah!” Anna forced-kicked the monster into oblivion. The corpses thugged her clothing’s. Julius presented the crucifix. The image burned overhead. “Bone to ashes. Dust to dust.” Anna released with a full circle onslaught of fireballs. The zombies got reduced to ashes. “God with us!” Julius cried. The monsters got defeated. He led them over another spike trap. Anna made a meteor dash. She knocked the waiting skeletons into pieces. Julius brandished with his sword. He knocked a candle. The morning-star fell out. Julius claimed it. The fireball sword was dimmed when the thunder sword burst into life. He made the sign of the cross. Desmond Belmont would be proud. Julius let go. That happened in 1666. This was now. He leached himself upon the remaining skeletons. Marina and Thomas went across. Together the group knocked the bone-men apart. “They really aren’t that strong.” The naiad kicked the ribs aside. “Take it easy.” Julius advised. “Without this arsenal and power, the skeletons would kept on coming.” Marina grew pale. Anna licked her lips. Thomas remained silent, although he reached for the cross. Julius nodded. He knew what they thought. The skeletons had ravaged through Veros and Warakiya on Ceveral locations. “Preserve us from evil.” He whispered. His face got lit up from underneath by the thunder sword. The watcher channeled. Julius struck. The lightning property deflected the bolt. Thomas fired a boom from his shotgun. The flouting eye burned on impact. The naiad’s fairies kept short its campaign. Two more eyes swooped down. Julius hurled the axe. The item split in three. Neither of the axes went home. Instead, Julius got stunned by the enemies. Marina got sent hurling across the floor. Thomas dropped the firearm. He charged through the gauntlets. Julius used the laurels to restore himself. He then repelled the attack while running for the naiad. The little witch barely got up. She cast the frost spell. The eye burst into pieces when the watcher died. The remaining enemy got shot by the dark-breed. Anna also lay on the ground. Julius managed to remove her status. “I’m alright.” Anna said while picking up. Julius nodded. He was glad he might help her. Thomas gave an approving look. Anna exposed her body. Marina whipped the candles. Julius ignited the lantern. They picked some gold and crystals. Anna ate the food. Julius went to have a further look. Some ten meters ahead, the cave ended. “Please.” He breathed. “Give me strength.” He had to tell the others. Julius didn’t have to. The group gathered. Marina was going through her spell book. Julius doubted she might find anything in there. Shanoah used a glyph power which made her walk through walls. That was in 1810. Julius wished he still got the map and compass. The blue flame would be to no use. This was solid rock. Or was it? Thomas toutched the wall. “It’s cracked.” He muttered. Both Simon and Richter Belmont used explosives to explore the demon castle. “We don’t have a bomb.” Anna told. “We should go back to that other tunnel.” Marina said. “We never should’ve split up.” Julius was unsure. Somehow he knew this was the right spot, although he couldn’t explain his conviction. “Wait a second.” Thomas suddenly spoke. “What do you intend to do?” Anna asked. Thomas smiled. “I’m going to break down the wall.” Marina licked her lips. “Relax.” Thomas assured. “But for now.” The dark-breed inhaled. “Stand back.” Julius touched the crucifix. Thomas put down a wild rose and garlic before the barricade. “Get away!” He shouted. “Fire in the hall!” Julius ran. He knew what Thomas might do to his arsenal. The explosion hurled him down. To his surprise, the naiad threw himself upon him. She used her body as a shield against the impact. Julius got up. Marina was knocked out cold. “Thank You, Lord.” He felt intensely relief when he noticed she was still breathing. “Are everyone alright?” Anna emerged from the rubble. “I think so.” Julius checked her pulse. Thomas ran forward while hurling garlic into the air. There where another group of skeletons. Julius didn’t know what to do. Should he help Thomas or Marina? “Go on.” Anna encouraged. “I’ll take care of her.” Julius relaxed. “Thanks.” He called before going into battle. Julius didn’t get far. A swarm of bats dashed straight at his face. “Lord!” Julius held up the crucifix. The dash exploded. Julius picked the crystals. Thomas twirled his lance. The weapon blazed with energy. Julius struck the thunder sword. Another swarm of bats approached. They came from multiple directions. Julius defended with his arms on fire. He then let down the mystic book. The fireballs chased and destroyed. Julius reached for the gem. The bone made him stumble. Some skeletons had broken off from the main group. Julius didn’t notice. The trio grasped him while the fourth bone-man hurled away. Julius cried with pain. He felt like being torn apart. The skeletons holding him where also freezing cold. His death would make them perish. That would be no satisfaction. Anna didn’t dance. She force-knocked the skeletons into submission. When they finally let go, Julius collapsed. Thomas ran to his aid. The dark-breed helped him to some medicine. “There isn’t much left.” He looked into the bottle. “It might be one doze.” He shrugged. Julius got on his feet. Thomas let Marina have the last sip before putting the bottle away. The little witch awoke. Anna put her down. The end of the tunnel was occupied by some strange sort of mirror. “Kneel before the round gate to be taken to another place.” Julius muttered. He’d red all he could about Juste and Maxim. “What did you say?” Anna asked. Julius still beheld the gate. “It’s no timer.” Thomas toutched the object. “It isn’t water.” Marina told. “Come over here.” Julius touched the crucifix. There was no inverted castle. “Hold my hand.” He said. “And kneel.” Anna held his left arm. “I believe in you.” She told. Thomas bit his lip. “Yeah. Sure.” He toutched his shoulder. Julius wasn’t sure if this was necessary. Marina held his other hand. Julius knelt. “Be your will.” He said, crossing himself. “So in the world, as in the Heaven.” The group was removed.

Treasury room, hidden docks. The 20th. Of December 2098 A.D.

Julius got up. The round gate was behind them. He beheld the cave. “There is another ice wall.” Thomas pointed. The room was dank. Strange vegetation grew on the wall. Some drops fell on his sleeve. Julius looked skyward. The water dripped from pointed rocks. Thomas pulled out the bottle. Julius followed. There might be other enemies around. “Wait!” Marina shouted. Julius stopped. “What’s the matter?” She didn’t have to explain. Sharp points of icicles fell down. “Preserve us from evil.” Julius touched the crucifix. “That would’ve killed you.” Anna looked rather pale. Julius didn’t feel that much better. He had to gather. Julius was the leader. Thomas picked together. Julius watched the dark-breed release the blue fire. The ice melted away. The tunnel continued. He noticed the place was stacked with crates and boxes. “This reminds me of that death tower warehouse.” Anna’s call came in very low. Julius licked his own lips. He knew what hid down there. “No way.” Marina said. “The mechanical monstrosity has to be dead.” Julius wondered if there might be more of them. Thomas looked to him for guidance. He seldom looked this concerned. Julious wished someone else might tell him. He didn’t have the Vampire Killer. The whip didn’t bind with him. Julius inhaled. He better make some decisions. “Thomas.” He said. “You and Marina try to go back through and fetch some more of the blue fire.” The dark-breed frowned. “I don’t know.” He told. “I only got an antidote and cure curse left.” Thomas went through his purse. “I should purchase some new medicine.” Julius shook his head. “We need the blue fire.” How could he be that sure? Never mind. “Anna and I will provide for the healing.” He knew the naiad might use the sapping power to restore herself. Thomas still looked unsure. Then he shrugged. “I hope you know what you’re doing.” He said. Julius bowed. Marina toyed with the power gem necklace. “I just hope the warp point still work without Belmont blood for a catalyst.” Thomas smirked. “I guess we’ll have to try.” The little witch still muttered while they went forward. Julius watched them kneel. He also wondered. Though it seemed to work. Their friends both vanished from view. “Let’s have a look around.” Anna’s voice broke through his line of thought. She was right. Julius crossed himself. The ice held no skeletons this time. The area was abandoned. Anna found the exit. Although the chamber was made of stone, the huge iron-bound door seemed to be crafted out of wood. Julius had no doubt it would block a Behemoth. “Stay back.” He told while unsheathing the thunder sword. “Be His will.” Anna moved into a ready position. Julius gave his salute. Then he tried to open the door. It was locked. “How typical.” Anna sighed. Julius crossed himself. “Let’s not waist time.” The dancing girl had a second look. “The key have to be here somewhere.” Julius agreed. This was like the “Nation of fools”. He dropped the matter. “ We should start by looking into these boxes.” Anna suggested. Julius nodded. This was her department. The crate easily gave way. Julius had a look. “I don’t like the looks of this thing.” He muttered. The puppet was rather macabre. “Oh no.” Julius brought the sword up. “Take cover.” He said. Anna blinked. He didn’t have time. Trevor and Simon encountered these toys while investigating the castle after that Gabriel fell to evil. “We got a macabre puppet unleashed.” The ugly doll was crafted by the toy maker. The thing was lifted by its own accord. The marionette swiped its dagger before unleashing a deathly summersault attack. Anna hurled several fireballs. The wood wouldn’t burn. Julius presented the crucifix. The macabre puppets were immune to most magic. They had to be cut down, piece by piece. Julius struck his blade. The hand flew off. Not the one holding its knife. Julius dodged. Anna made a grimace. Then she gathered enough to force-knock the toy. The macabre puppet got struck apart. The fight disturbed the crates. Three new toys where rising up. Some other where tied to the wall? That didn’t ease his tensions. Julius dodged their knives. Anna danced about while kicking wood. Julius found the key. He picked it up. That would have to wait. The macabre puppet crashed down upon him. Julius felt like fainting. Anna threw it down. Julius barely got up.

The toys made havoc. Anna shuddered. They really got into trouble. Julius fell over again. The doll which struck him, hit real hard. She tried to heal him. The place was full of moving cracking wood. The war force kept them at bay. She was his shield. Anna knocked the candle. That was the invisibility potion. “Thank You.” She touched the crucifix. The macabre puppet went smashing. Anna struck it to pieces. The knives pierced her. She twirled around. Anna shook it off. She suddenly felt so weak. “They might inflict a cursed state.” Julius presented the crucifix. “It keeps repeating.” His image made the puppets freeze. Anna sat down beside him. “It will be good.” He tried to comfort. Anna shook her head. She felt both hot and cold. Anna was sick. She gathered to use the time stop. The macabre puppets slammed back into place, although the macabre puppets unleashed kept moving. “Anna struggled back up. “ The Lord is with me.” She said. He gave her the wings to fly. “No!” Julius called. “Wait!” Something was wrong. She didn’t sing. The sun scorched her feathers. Anna shrieked. She was in pain. Either way, she flew for the skies. “Save us!” Julius shouted. Anna retained her human form. Someone was shooting. This was to much. She simply fainted.

They returned in time. Marina had been angry with him, though Julius didn’t deserve this. No one did. He crawled along the floor, clutching his wounds. Anna lay still. She looked burned. Thomas released himself upon the marionette demons. They tried to stab him. Marina brandished with the “blood pain”. She grappled the enemies and then used her own knife. The ugly dolls got cut apart. Thomas wasted no time. Julius still tried to get up. “It’s the curse.” He grunted. “The laurels can’t handle it.” The naiad didn’t know what to do. “Here.” Thomas said. “This might help.” He gave him the cure curse. Julius exhaled. Marina noticed he was still wounded. Julius managed to help himself. “What happened?” The dark-breed asked. Marina made it rain to might ease her tension. Anna stirred. “She tried to change while being cursed.” Julius crossed himself. “She shouldn’t have done that. Body and soul must be pure.” Marina didn’t get it. Anna was a prostitute. Or had been at any rate. “I’ll try to lift it.” The holy man knelt. Julius kept the laurels in one hand. The other lay on her heart. “Lord, let be Your will.” Anna opened her eyes. Marina was glad. The curse was broken, although she looked like a mess. Anna managed to heal herself. She then reached for her hair.

They let be the other crates. Thomas wondered what might be inside. He shuddered. Julius found the key. Thomas held the lance in both hands. He was ready. Anna still looked beaten. She tried to gather. Julius opened the door. Marina leaped. She generated the bubble shield. The priest followed. He went left of the door. The goblins dropped their meal. Thomas hurled himself into the barrack. Crates and boxes were stacked against the wall. Other openings led into the warehouse. The foes got up from their table, reaching for their weapons. “Die! Human scum!” The orc fired his bow. Thomas grunted. The armour saved him. Although the impact struck him against the wall. Anna was dancing. She was adorable. The fireballs weren’t that attractive. The bats went for his throat. He let go. Thomas had changed into his true form. His body blazed with energy. The enemies got burned to ashes. He fetched the lance. Julius challenged the goblins. The thunder sword flashed while moving. The gnomes tried to hide behind their shield. The orc kept firing. Marina clipped him. She grappled the goblins. Anna got time to pick herself up. The tattoos illustrated her curves. Thomas got things to do. The goblins held together. They used spears to keep them at bey.

Abandoned mine, forgotten city. The 20th. Of December 2098 A.D.

The heat was almost unbearable. Man-size flames flickered and burned across the boiling lava. The order had to use medallions. The lady requested a certain task. That only they could perform. The men and women muttered. The queen was taking over. They where more then her plaything. They raised her to use as a weapon against the Belmont clan. She had become much more. Things where getting out of hand. They got no choice. The necromancer was banished. He had been their spokesman. “Make up the circle.” The priestess demanded. “Lit the blue fire.” She presented the cock as sacrifice. “The cock’s blood grants the circle life.” The woman sliced its throat. “Let the ring live! The order made a ring of blood. “Pour out the ointment and prepare the dance.” The ritual commenced. The rite was ancient. To worship Satan. They craved his presence. They called upon a certain shadow, in the name of Dracul. The ring of blood burned high and bright. The tome burst open. The pages moved like leaves in a storm. The werewolf howled. They found the right page. The witch poured his blood on the floor. The gate opened wide. The conjured soul was alive again.

Treasury room, hidden docks. The 20th. Of December 2098 A.D.

The people cursed. They refused to move. Julius doused with holy water. Their shields must be enchanted. He got a nasty feeling he knew who did it. The necromancer. Marina ran back and forth. She tried to take the grenades. The gnomes got their own throwers. They where all shorter then humans. That didn’t count. Anna kept the bats away. They got attracted by the bloodshed. Julius struck with the thunder sword. The yellow face got soaked in red. His black eyes glazed over. The goblin was dead before reaching the floor. Julius made a backflip. The spear goblin tried to pull back. Thomas blasted him into oblivion. Marina released powerful frost magic upon the area. Her face was alight with ecstasy. The goblins froze. The axe gnome might’ve sliced her in half. Julius barely saved her. The dark-breed unleashed a flurry of flames. The fight was over. Julius thanked God they where alive. Marina searched among the dead. She always looked for items. He sighed. That wasn’t his business. “How do we continue?” Anna asked. She was so charming. She was right. There was no way out. Julius frowned. There got to be an exit. How else could they transport goods about? “Jump into the basket.” Marina teased. Then she got serious. “It’s a lift.” She explained. “Like those your people used before electricity.” Julius shook his head. “You keep surprising.” The naiad smirked. Thomas was already ahead. “I think it’ll work.” He told. “The ropes look secure.” Julius touched the crucifix. “How do you make it move?” He asked. Dracula’s followers must be working. “Let’s find out.” Marina climbed inside. Thomas was already aboard. “You only have to pull the bell.” The dark-breed said. “I think.” Marina gingerly went to work. Julius tightened his grip. His friends moved out of sight. “ I hope it’ll support his waight.” Anna remarked. “That armour isn’t to light.” Julius nodded. “We better get to it.” There was another basket. Julius crossed the distance. Anna climbed aboard. “Just don’t use magic.” He said while getting in. “Of course.” Anna assured. She rang the bell. The basket began rising. Julius crossed himself. He felt uncomfortable having her close. He soon got other problems. The bats squeeked. They presented their symbols. The swarm scattered. Although they kept circling. “Well, well, well. Who have we here?” The blonde harpy landed upon the side of their basket. Julius was afraid it might tumble. “It’s always nice to see young love.” The harpy was naked. Although it was to dim for her to expose. Anna tried to stamp her. The woman bird screamed and rose from the basket. The bats swooped. Julius threw the axe. Anna stopped the others. The harpy spread her wings. The pointed feathers made him stagger. She threw her knife. The steel plate and chain mail stopped her efforts. Anna became the Phoenix. She chased the flying enemies. Julius made the sign of the cross. The sister kept short his service. The dark harpy released multiple feathers before stabbing her knife. Julius doused her with holy water. She collided against him. He pushed the body aside. He picked the axe. The harpy went for his friend. Anna had reformed. She boosted no armour. Julius got desperate. He pierced the harpy through. She died in an instant. “I’m sorry.” Julius released his sword. Anna touched his hand. “Lord in Heaven.” He prayed. “Forgive me. For I have sinned.” He would tell his supperiours. They would decide his punishment. The bats attacked. Anna stopped them in place. They went whirling out of sight. A trio of harpies emerged. They released a storm of feathers. Julius huddled together. He tried to shield her from damage. Then came a flurry of bones. Julius roared. They felt like claws. There was an exit ahead. The bone-thrower smirked. Although the grin never changed. The harpies swooped while releasing feathers. Julius made a row of clocks to fall down. The harpy left some crystals. The sister tried to knife him. Another came from beneath. The skeleton threw bones into the air. Julius buried his blade within the chest of the harpy sister. She got limb before burning. The bats flapped like a swarm. They rose in one row. Anna kept knocking bones. The harpy kicked her. Julius kept killing bats. The crystals became a pile. He had to pick them up. Anna healed herself. The harpy rose. Anna broke her neck with a high kick. The body fell into the abyss. She got the gems. Anna staggered. She was hit with bones. Julius released the fireball. The bag of bones got blasted to pieces. Anna left some crystals for him. Julius relaxed as the energy got replenished. They reached the exit. Julius looked inside. “Ring the bell.” He told. “This isn’t the right stop.” Anna didn’t respond. “Anna?” He asked. She lay on the bottom. Julius got his sword out. The harpies had her. “Anna!” He threw himself upon the trio. They lifted off. Anna sat up. The harpies tried to rip her. “You’re going to pay.” Anna pulled her braid back. Julius touched the crucifix. The thrower lept down. He got back as Julius struck with the thunder sword. The bones made him stagger. Anna knocked and parried. She danced to make lightning strike. The bats got fried. The harpies picked her up. Julius still fought the thrower. He kept pulling back. The third sister rammed him from behind. Julius fell forward. He at least stamped out the skeleton. The harpy stabbed through his back. The laurels saved him from being a cripple. The harpy snarled. The brown hair almost hid her face. She picked him up and kicked. The long legs were coated with feathers. Julius lost his sword. She smiled. The lips had a natural rosy colour. Julius thought of the vampire. She wouldn’t kiss him. “Glory be all good Saints, and our Father in Heaven.” The basket was still going up. “Good bye.” She was about to throw him out. Julius stamped her. She didn’t let go. He drew the dagger. Julius threw it straight forward. The harpy gurgled. Then she collapsed. “I killed them.” Anna came back. She changed into her human form, although she didn’t look happy. Julius was unsure how to react. Then he got strangled. The bone-thrower landed behind. “Leave him alone!” Anna struck its skull. Julius tried to break the chokehold. Anna reached for the crucifix. The harpies took her. Julius knew he was dead.

The harpies tried to tear her. Anna released the war force. They let go. She let it burn out. Anna landed back down. Julius still fought, although his face was black. The sisters swooped. She stopped them in time. Julius broke free. He gasped for air and almost fell over. Anna wished she might help him. The enemies released their feathers. The thrower hurled bones at them. Julius cut the legs from underneath the skeleton. Anna screamed. Though only in her mind. The bones felt like chilling claws. The harpy threw her knife. Julius hurled the shuriken. The harpy lost her head. He retrived the item as the bats returned. Other bones went through the air. There was another exit above. Julius fetched the crystal. He made a row of meteors to fall down. The thrower got crushed. The harpies survived. They kept him occupied while the other enemies approached. Anna stopped time. She force-kicked the sister. Julius finished the job. The harpies burned. Anna would’ve sighed. The bats kept whirling. The thrower struck her in the face. The skull grinned. Anna staggered. Julius made fireballs to chase and destroyed. The basket stopped. “Ring the bell.” Julius said. “This isn’t the right floor.” Anna rang. They kept rising. The bats came back. Anna channeled her force.

The harpy screamed and burned to ashes. Marina exhaled. They tried to pick them up. “Easy girl.” Thomas said. He was busy reloading the shotgun. The naiad tried to relax. She figured they couldn’t use magic. That might’ve wrecked the lift. The torchlight was ahead. Marina knew they where about to reach destination. She felt unsure. There would be other monsters up there. Marina just knew. Then a group of tiny green freaks jumped into the basket. They leaped on her. “Help me!” The humpbacks tried to rip her, limb from limb. “You let her go!” Thomas attacked with his arms on fire. Those who tried to take him, got burned to ashes. The flea men got confused. Marina used the opportunity. She got the blood watch and fairies. They shrieked while dying. Marina felt no pity. They tried to make dinner on her. The thrower hit her stomach. She huddled behind her cape. That still struck the air from her lungs. Thomas got busy with the bones. Ceveral bats landed upon her. She used the whirlwind spell to confuse. Thomas jumped. He climbed through the trench. The bone-thrower took her and slammed her against the bottom. The hat fell off. Marina bit together. She was in pain. The thrower leached. She released pages. The bone-man shattered just as they reached atop.

The wings hit his body. The armour didn’t matter. She was to strong. Thomas staggered. This didn’t work out as planned. Bones fell down. They got a thrower. Thomas howled when struck. The humpback got on top. The harpy smiled. She stabbed her knife. Thomas brought his arms up. “No!” The gauntlets burned. The freaks got scorched. Thomas rose. He twirled with the lance. The harpy made a lift-off. Marina grappled her flight. The silver knife pierced her throat. The zombies kept working. They pulled the baskets. He moved for the thrower. The skeleton got assistance. The humpbacks went for his friends. Thomas morphed into his true form. He charged up and released the tripled shot. The skeleton got spread about the chamber. Anna danced while causing lightning. Whisp was impressed. She was faster then the freaks. Julius made the cross appear. He burns the enemies. The fight was over. For a while, they stared at each other. Julius was the first to gather. “Check the doors.” He told. “But be careful.” Anna and Thomas went to work. “It’s locked.” Anna hit the door. “Julius.” Marina said. “I think I found the hidden docks.” She opened the exit. Thomas touched the crucifix. He hoped the others would be there. No chance. Thomas stopped to reload the shotgun.

Town of Aliba, Warakiya. The 20th. Of December 2098 A.D.

They let the humans go. Tholin was glad they did. Pabel and Sylvia might’ve saved some souls. The chieftain didn’t know much about that stuff. The dwarves believed in reincarnation. Virginia landed upon a nearby building. She beheld him with that certain stare. “We should try to enlist them.” She said. Tholin shrugged. That wasn’t his business. Though he would set someone to watch them. “It’s time we clear out.” He told his people. Alice gave her salute. “I’ll tell the naiads.” She promised. Tholin returned the gesture. The dwarven woman left. Some ravens went along. Earendil approached. “We need to talk.” Tholin lowered his head. The Unicorn was so blazingly beautiful. “Bremen!” Earendil called. The Centaur galloped across. He got followed by some of his children. Tholin didn’t recognize. He thought it difficult to tell them apart. The others already gathered. The humans searched for vampires. Tholin was glad they didn’t bite him. “We have to let them leave.” Daniela said. “We can’t just kill them.” Henry still looked unsure. Earendil hit the snow. “I say we throw them out the west gate.” Bremen suggested. “Then you humans put up some of that bread.” “That’s an idea.” Michael smirked. “Let the camp support them.” Henry nodded. “I agree.”

Hidden docks, forgotten city. The 20th. Of December 2098 A.D.

They went through the opening. Adam and Cedric were ready to act. Claudia licked her lips. She almost waited other robots to appear. That didn’t happen. Iris smiled. The white teeth lit up in her dark face. “Almost home.” The princess said. Claudia looked across the waters. She was right. The ancient citadel loomed in the distance. Charles shook his head. “There is no ship in port.” Claudia had a quick glance. He was right.” Although not even their eyes could have a full view of the area. “We don’t need one.” Iris said. “We might swim.”

The naiad was right. These were the hidden docks. The lamp didn’t give that much light, although there where some other torches. Julius crossed himself. The place was humongous. There were the clashes of waves. “It’s the sea.” Anna looked over the edge. Thomas pulled her back. He looked green. “Whatever.” Marina bit her lip. “The lake is polluted.” Julius sort of expected she would say that. “This must be the source of the filth.” Thomas said. Julius looked at the citadel. “No.” He told. “There is something within that city.” He could see beyond the obvious. The heart was black. He shuddered. Anna touched his shoulder. Julius had no mind. He still stared. “Then that is where we have to go.” Her telepathy was barely a whisper. Julius fought not to be consumed with shadow. “I think you are right.” Thomas said. Marina looked frail. “You know I can’t swim in this.” Thomas tapped her back. “My tribe will know.” He assured. Julius wondered where Iris might be. He hoped she survived. Iris was the hope of her species. “Let’s find them.” He suggested. Thomas turned to face him. Anna shrieked. Though it was purely mental, he hid his ears. The witch shot from the ceiling. Julius hurled himself sideways. He nearly fell off the dock. The concubine laughed. She almost crash-landed with her broomstick. Julius shook his head. This was no hag. The bats unleached themselves. Anna made lightning strike. Thomas released the triple shot. The witch returned. The brown hair fell down behind her collard. She laughed while sweeping. Marina grappled her down. The witch used her like a pendulum. She struck her against the wall. That made her collapse. Julius approached. She came back. Her eyes gleamed with malice. The witch couldn’t be all naked underneath her robes. He shook his head. They could charm even the most devoted hunter. She came closer by the second. Julius blade shone with gold. His spirit might be a weapon against the Devil. The witch gloated. Julius buried the angel sword between her breasts. Thomas fired his pistol. The silver shots made her head to explode. The witch fell burning into the sea. “ This way!” Anna called. Thomas picked the naiad. Then another witch rose from beneath the peer. She shot forward. The young woman shrieked while looping. She got blasted apart by the flame spell. Marina closed the spell book. She staggered slightly. Anna used her power to heal. Julius collected the crystals. “I think this might be the best choice.” Anna left for the other walkway. “This should bring us closer to the city.” Julius frowned. She should be more careful. Anna ran across the walkway. “Be the will of God.” He crossed himself. The mermen leaped from the water. They tried to throw her down. “Come!” He shouted. “We can’t let the tadpoles have her!” Marina brandished with the whip. Thomas was already ahead. Julius made a row of meteors to fall down. He shouldn’t have done that. The shaky catwalk began to crumble. Anna vanished into the sea. Marina got above. The workmen noticed. The zombies tugged her cloathings. Julius got hold of the ladder. The rusted iron almost gave way. Thomas had joined with the naiad. Julius didn’t climb up. He began descending. Anna was somewhere below. He soon reached the surface. The mer tadpoles tried to consume her. Anna could breathe underwater. The tadpole mermen electrified. Julius inhaled. “Be your will.” He said. Time was on his side. “Make it work.” He prayed. Then Julius made it rain with holy water. He felt like everything slowed. The tadpoles got petrified. Anna leaped from the sea. “Thank you.” Julius held her steady. Anna was shaking all over. The mermen jumped. Julius stamped him out. “Continue.” Anna encouraged. “Don’t worry about me.” She looked very sorry when speaking those words. Julius wished to comfort. There was nothing he could do. He began climbing. In another time, another place, he might loved her dearly. He reached atop. This was a far wider portion of the hidden docks. Goods and cargo got brought into the mountain. Anna reached over the edge. He helped her to get up. Was there an invisible ship? What else might bring the wares to this point. Marina and Thomas fought back-to-back. Bats whirled about. The zombies threw boxes at them. Julius touched the crucifix. He spread his arms while the burning cross appeared overhead. The harpies carried the humpbacks. The freaks of nature bounced back when Marina attacked. They might pull her down. Julius got swooped by the witch. He hurled a vial. Julius missed. The young sorceress went flying back. She giggled while going. Thomas got her with a cross bullet. She fell from the broom and into the sea. Marina tried to fetch the broomstick. Thomas restrained her. Julius agreed. She didn’t need that thing. It was cursed. Julius got ambushed by the humpbacks. They forced him down. Anna made them stop. Julius shook them off. He felt slightly ragged. So be it. The mermen lept from the abyss. They gathered around his partner. She danced about while hurling fireballs. His other friends were busy with the zombies. Julius ran to aid them. They got to press onward. Julius knocked some torches while hunting. He picked the items. Anna shot the harpy down. She joined by his side. She force-knocked the enemies. The witch crash-landed upon her. She turned round to cast a spell on him. Julius presented the crucifix. The young witch looked very frail. She held her arms up in surrender. Julius got confused. He couldn’t just kill her. Should he forgive her? That was what a real disciple would do. Julius didn’t have to decide. The lightning struck him all numb.

The witch laughed with triumph. Anna got back round. The Devil’s bitch didn’t hit her that hard. It all been a setup for Julius. Anna snarled. She knew it now. The Dark Lord was out for the Belmonts. She wouldn’t let him do it. Julius was the love of her life, although he would never allow it. The witch was about to perform some ritual. She got a knife in hand. Anna bit her lip. She used her blood to draw markings on the skin. Anna leaped. She knocked the witch off the dock. She broke the broom apart. The witch screamed. Anna looked over the edge. “Forgive me.” The tadpoles where making dinner on her. “You don’t have to look.” Thomas pulled her back. The road was clear. Anna sighed. The witch didn’t deserve that fate. “She died like she lived.” Julius got back up. He retrived that strange blade. Julius led the way. A sort of pillared bridge led over to another harbour. “This time, I go first.” He told. Anna kept back. “Just be careful.” She told. Julius leaped. The mermen jumped. They tried to get him. Marina followed. She used the whip. The naiad must have used the blood watch too. The mermen stopped. “Let’s go.” Thomas said. Anna agreed. She reached across the distance. She came in time to assist. The bats flapped about. Anna sang the song of the Phoenix.

The Phoenix made the bats burn. Marina brandished with the whip. Why couldn’t she morph? She did more then that whore. The species where the guardians of the river. Marina shook it off. She cast the whirlwind spell. The bats scattered. They reached the next dock. The city was still far away. The sunbird landed. The Phoenix flashed. Anna was back. The torchlight lit up her body. Marina twitched, though she got hold of herself. “Don’t touch the incurved stone.” Julius said. “That might be a trap.” Marina inspected. They reminded her of something, although she didn’t get it. Julius was right. They better leave it. She soon forgot about it anyway. The humpbacks dropped their boxes. Marina touched the necklace. She was too late. The watcher channeled electricity. She summoned the water bubble. Thomas got stunned. Anna danced to make chain lightning strike. Julius attacked with his arms on fire. Mermen leaped from the water. They tried to feed her to the tadpoles. She cast the frost spell. That made them to break. The humpbacks dragged her along. Marina fought to get free. They pulled her into the storage. Ceveral huge cauldrons where steaming hot. The freaks chuckled while they prepared her death. The door was blown in. Whisp approached. He looked angry.

They where about to kill the naiad. Whisp howled. The humpbacks let go. They went his way. The dark-breed snarled. He tore them apart and fired the triple shot. The skeletons hid within another room. Marina gathered. She made blue fire to burn the area. The bone-men froze and shattered. Whisp removed the last of the humpbacks. They got hit. The thrower had waited for an opening. Other bones flew through the air. Thomas changed back into his human form. Marina hid behind her cloak. She might use it as a shield. Thomas made a glide. He leaped through the air. The bone-thrower pulled back. Thomas smirked. The stake sealed its fate. The skeleton-thrower collapsed into a heap. “Thank you.” Marina still knelt. “You saved my life.” Thomas shrugged. He went to pick her up. Thomas didn’t quite know how it happened. But he kissed her. “That was fantastic.” She smiled. Thomas shook his head. He still kept her. Thomas let go. Feeling slightly acward, he began to reload the shotgun. The naiad blushed. He managed to restrain a laugh. She looked so funny. “Are you alright?” Julius appeared at the door. Thomas pulled together. “Sure.” He said. “I’m fine.” Marina went outside. The men exchanged glances. Then they also returned to the hidden docks, although he still felt strange.

“Burned paradise”, Warakiya. The 23d. Of December 2098 A.D.

The alarms resounded through the compound. Charl Kraft had been notified. A group of armed individuals where approaching the forest parameter. The sergeant had concentrated his defence around the main entrance, although the rest of the complex was on stand-by alert. “Carry on.” He told the lieutenant. “I shall be there.” Heinz Von Einzeln gave his salute. The humans would soon have to resume the security. The sun was rising outside. This was the last day before that celebration. The captain snarled. There was nothing he might do about it. “Anything new?” He asked. The lieutenant gave his salute. “We should be able to see them by now.” The net-cams had been reconnected and rewired. Kraft activated his portable projector. “This is a surprise.” Von Anzeln acknowledged. “Sergeant.” He spoke through the ring. “Yes sir?” Fritz Mayer returned his salute. “State of stand-by alert is to be maintained.” He informed. “But do not open fire. Unless you are attacked.” “Shall be done. Hail the count.” His image disappeared. “Open side-door 1.” Kraft signalled for the corporals. “I want a squad to move out to meet them.” The lieutenant relied his instructions. The captain beheld the pictures. Why would they come all the way out here? He would soon learn the truth.

Hidden docks, forgotten city. The 20th. Of December 2098 A.D.

They where to dive in when Adam discovered. “Look!” He pointed. Claudia gasped. “They found their own way.” Cedric muttered. Iris nodded. “Shouldn’t we help them?” Charles requested. He would do as the princess demanded, although they saved him from the prison. Iris regained her human form. She looked undecided. She went closer to the edge. Claudia followed. Their goal was the forgotten city. The mermen leaped. They jumped from the water. The princess disappeared. Claudia jumped. The mermen approached. Charles snarled.

The zombies threw the boxes along the floor. Anna kept dancing. The fireballs got blasted about. Julius struck with the thunder sword. The harpy died. Although the humpback kept rebounding. Marina hid behind the bubble shield. The witch collided. The naiad stabbed her silver knife. Julius crossed himself. Thomas shot the bats. He stopped to reload. They reached another dock. He kept away from the carved tiles. The watcher channeled electricity. He hurled the axe. The eye swooped. Thomas stabbed with the lance. The watcher got impaled. Julius knocked the torch. He fetched the crystals. That was just in time. The mermen jumped. They landed ashore. This breed fired poison liquid. Julius dismissed. Earth was his ally. He crafted the fairy sword. The bright green glow was like the sunlight in the forest. He might block the liquid. Thomas approached. “Stop!” The naiad shouted. The dark-breed stepped on a crafted tile. The platform vanished into the solid stone floor. Anna force-knocked the humpback. She sidestepped the harpy. She got to close to the dragon head. Julius almost felt it triumph. That had to be his imagination. Anna dodged the flame-blast. The brunette harpy picked her up. Julius ran. The zombies stopped him. Julius doused them in holy water. Anna stamped with her crucifix. The harpy let go. She shrieked as the flames consumed her. Anna leaped. She broke her neck with a charged kick. Julius bowed with respect. Thomas was back. He didn’t look all that happy. “Be careful.” He told. “There are macabre puppets down there.” Thomas exhaled. “I think the docks are hollow.” Julius re-sheathed his weapon. “It’s storage below.” He crossed himself. The mermen got him. Thomas snarled. He hurled three stakes. Julius released through the gauntlets. The fireball searched and destroyed. The witch crashed into him. Julius was cast on the ground. “No!” His friends gathered around. “You leave him alone.” Thomas snarled. He charged up his own gauntlets. The witch laughed. “You cannot stop me, man-wolf.” Marina reached for the “blood pain”. “Maybe.” Anna said. “But he isn’t alone.” Her telepathy was like a stabbing weapon. Julius groaned. He felt it too. He used the laurels to remove the cursed state. “Stop it.” Julius got up, sword in hand. “You only harm us that way.” Anna went silent. The witch collapsed. “Go.” He told. “Before she gather.” They opened up. Julius led the way. Anna used the time stop to freeze the dragon head. They reached the end. A wave of bats flew from below. The young witch came speeding fast above ground. Julius hurled the stone axe in a high arch. The witch tried to dodge. Julius killed her. He picked the gems. Thomas threw the garlic. The swarm exploded. Anna danced to distract the mermen. “Not that way!” Julius called. “The walkway isn’t steady.” Marina stopped. She twirled the whip about. Julius tried to calm her. “Take it easy.” He told. “I’m sure Anna might take us above.” She smiled. The dancing girl was about to shape shift When the mermen took him. Julius lost his blade. That didn’t matter. The creatures hurled him into the sea. He tried to hold his breath. The mer tadpoles surrounded him already. They charged electricity. Julius used the gauntlets and crucifix to keep them at bay. The fire wasn’t natural. It even blazed underwater. The chest-plate and mail was dragging him down. Someone appeared beside him. Julius looked about. It was Thomas. He had taken off his armour. Anna could breathe. They used their power to repel the tadpoles. That didn’t change anything. Julius was drowning. Anna found him. “Breathe through the bubbles.” Anna pointed at her lips. Julius felt a bit weird, although he did as she told. It worked. Julius could breathe. He worshipped the Lord. She carried him toward the surface. Thomas swam round, taking care of the mutated sea life. They reached above. Anna withdrew. They supported him until reaching the ladder. They let him go first. Julius felt weary. He reached the dock. Marina was there. She must have used the walkway. The naiad was light. The dragon head spewed flame. Julius ducked underneath. Why didn’t the others arrive? Without the sword, he lost the edge. Anna approached in the shape of the Phoenix. She sung and dropped his stellar sword. Julius got up with the thunder blade in both hands. The sunbird flew straight at the head. The fire couldn’t harm her. He bit his lip. Anna crashed straight into the dragon’s skull. The flash was too bright. Flames erupted. She would die. Or become a child. A vampire hunt was no place for infants. Marina touched his hand. “Look.” She said. Julius did. New fire was alive. Anna resurfaced through the haze. Julius crossed himself. Her tattooed body was untouched. Not even her costume got touched. “That was amazing.” Marina told. “Thank you.” Anna smiled. “But I still have to pick up the dark-breed.” She changed into her Phoenix form. Julius watched her fly. Anna’s voice hadn’t come back. Perhaps he should purchase it for her? Julius shook it off. He waited for his friends return. Anna soon came back. Thomas had a hold. Although his fingers where burned. “I’m so sorry.” Anna regained human form. She touched his hands. “I hope this make you feel better.” She used her heal on him. Julius felt grateful as Thomas regained composure. “Don’t be.” He said. “It’s that cursed vampire blood.” Julius closed his eyes for a moment. He felt both pity and hatred towards the undead. Salvation. Julius knew that what it was all about. He sighed. “We better get moving.” Marina broke his reverie. “They’ll soon be back.” Julius knew. He picked up the sword. Thomas reloaded his pistol. He got the lance ready. The girls also gathered. There was an open hole. They where about to circle when the platform resurfaced. “ I don’t like this. Anna breathed through telepathy. Julius nodded. The lift was filled with boxes. “Don’t touch them.” He said. They didn’t have to. Another young sorceress had settled down. She laughed before opening the boxes. There where macabre puppets inside. Julius almost expected it would be that way. The ugly dolls unleashed. The bats where back. They swooped from all over the place. Marina crafted the bubble shield. “Let’s get going!” Thomas suggested. Julius agreed. They ran over the dock. Marina stopped the other head. Julius led them across the walkway. They just reached solid ground when the bridge collapsed. The men turned. Julius knew the witch was coming. She approached. Julius threw five gold knives. The witch screamed when nailed. She crash-landed in front. Julius retrived the dagger. The weapon was one of his family’s heirlooms. The witch kept screaming. She only stopped when he’d doused her in holy water. Then she burned. Julius didn’t watch. She was a human. A living human. Though she was destroyed by her own lust for power. Thomas emptied his shotgun. Then he released the triple shot. The bats burned. Marina released the whirlwind spell. The women handled the zombies. Julius was grateful there where no dragon heads about this time. He made a glide for their location. Thomas remained behind. Julius frowned. The macabre puppets unleashed also followed their progress. The dark-breed sharpened his claws. Then he twirled with the lance. Julius withdrew. He hurled tripled axes. That cracked up the puppet. Anna danced. She released with a circle of fireballs. The zombies burned. Marina approached. She got the “blood pain” in hand. The strange whip might break the macabre puppets unleashed. Julius made the sign of the cross. Suddenly a black elvan red knight leapt from behind the boxes. She fired her crossbow straight at his chest. Thomas howled. Julius was thrown back. “Be strong.” Anna held him in her lap. He knew what had to be done. With one swift motion, she pulled the bolt out. Julius groaned. “Hold on.” Anna used her heal to restore him. She helped him stand. Julius gathered. Close by, his friends fought. Thomas broke the firearm and threw it on the ground. Another black elf raised and fired. Anna blocked with a fireballs. “Let me show you something.” She began to strip. “Do you like what you see?” The elf stared. Julius shook his head. He pulled together. He knocked him cold. The red knight collapsed. Julius forced them through another opening. He was sure to block it. Anna smiled. She redressed while whistling. She wasn’t shy. Julius sighed. His friends defeated the puppets. He led them across the walkway. This one was secure. It didn’t collapse. The bats landed upon them. Julius shuddered. He stamped his crucifix. His friends also made them burn. Marina made heavy flames to rise about. Julius exhaled. It wasn’t his business. They reached the dock. This one was larger then the others. Julius crossed himself. There where dragon heads up here. He couldn’t be sure, though Julius was certain the citadel got closer. Humpbacks and zombies worked to send the cargo downstairs. The bats flapped about. They ran to challenge the monsters. Marina got ambushed by the harpy. Thomas was forced to sidestep. The witch swooped through the air. Julius struck with the thunder sword. The witch cried. Julius stamped her out. The zombies hurled their boxes. Julius got above. The crates broke on impact. Some contained macabre puppets unleashed. Thomas howled his challenge. Julius threw the shuriken forward. The box-skeleton hurled bones about. He made it rain with holy water. The enemies burned. The puppets survived. Not that they where alive. Never mind. The harpies threw their daggers. He dropped the book. Three meteors chased and destroyed. He collected the gemstones. “Do not stand there.” The soft musical voice got that irritating sound of water glasses played on by a cunning hand. “Take them.” The burial box was open. The lid got moved aside. The dark lady in black cape and crimson dress emerged from within. Julius crossed himself. “Vampira.” Anna almost hissed through telepathy. He also recognised. The harpies shrieked. They released the humpbacks. The witch sped the distance. Thomas threw himself upon the puppets unleashed. The lance moved with inhuman speed. Julius twirled with his thunder sword. The witch was beheaded. The zombies marched. They picked other boxes. Marina brandished the whip while casting the flame spell. Anna changed into the Phoenix. They would handle the dragon heads. Julius moved for the undead. The Russian lady stared with burning eyes. He didn’t meet her gaze. She spread her cape to unleash the bats. “I wouldn’t do that if I where you.” Julius almost laughed. The group of man-beasts had arrived. Although Iris and Claudia looked rather soaked, they where ready to rumble. “Stand still.” Vampira demanded. “You shall not get in my way.” Her eyes blazed upon them. Iris snarled. Adam opened his mouth. They couldn’t move. The vampire laughed. “You do as I desire.” She made them move like marionettes. Julius ran. “In the name of the Father, the Son and of the holy Ghost!” He doused her with holy water. “How?” Iris shook her head. “How is this possible?” Julius smiled. It didn’t reach his eyes. “The Dark Lord has the power to unite the otherwise feuding clans under one will, one order, one doctrine.” He crossed himself. “The Lord makes mercy upon our souls. Although we are vampire hunters, we are still mortal men, doomed to die.” Julius folded his hands. “We stand before the face of God. This isn’t the work of hate. This is the search for salvation.” His enemy snarled. “Then it is forfeit.” She stabbed her nails. Julius held the crucifix high. Sparks flew on contact. Julius blinked. Her hands where burned. She morphed into the black cat. She went among the man-wolves. Her eyes shone. Julius was sure she fought to regain control. “Don’t try acting the necromancer.” He muttered. Adam didn’t waver. When she gazed on him, he picked her up. Vampira shrieked as he struck her against the dock. She regained her true form. Julius made a glide. Vampira released the bat-flare. The cold chilled him to the soul. Either way, Julius rammed her with three daggers. Iris cried. She bombarded her with scythes. The bride got tore apart. She burned to ashes. The dust was scattered. Julius exhaled. They might finally pick together. The citadel loomed above the water. There was no bridge. That was a problem.

They cleared the dock. That made no difference. Julius still tried to explain. “We can’t swim that far.” He told. “The sea life might kill us.” Anna licked her lips. Julius and Thomas couldn’t do it without leaving the armour. The white lion was indifferent. “We are not like you.” Iris said. “We are stronger then humans. My species might swim the distance.” Anna shook her head. “I can hold my breath.” Her magic made it possible. “ Though I rather stay with my friends.” She shuddered. “You don’t know what rest down there.” Thomas almost touched her shoulder. He knew. The dark-breed had seen it. Anna picked together. “You might do what you want.” Iris told. “But I have to reach my people.” Anna sighed. Cedric sent her a glance. Anna blew him a kiss. She knew interesting things happened within her bra when she inhaled. “Then what do you suggest?” Julius touched his crucifix. He carried it above his camouflage jacket. Charles frowned. “You could extend the entrance bridge.” He said. “Although you’ll have to go downstairs.” Thomas beheld the carved platform. Anna shuddered. She knew what might be stored below. “What must we do?” Julius was the leader. He decided. “You must make the angels to watch the seal.” Anna hoped they would figure.

“Clockwork”, hidden docks. The 20th. Of December 2098 A.D.

The platform reached the bottom. Marina had a look around. Or so she intended. The bats flapped about. The naiad cast the whirlwind spell. Her friends where already in action. The Minotaur struck its axe hard. Thomas withdrew. The half-man/part bull dashed forward to snatch Ana. Before she might move, the monster got her. Marina felt disgust as he touched her privates. He already grew large. She force-knocked and kicked him. Marina gathered. The Minotaur let go. She released a flurry of pages. He then took her. Marina looked about for assistance. The clockwork room was large. The skeletons made an ambush. She was alone. Marina shivered as the brute touched her. He didn’t go easy. She rather wished Thomas would touch her. Marina blushed. The Minotaur gloated. He thought… The naiad kicked him where it felt best. The Minotaur let go. “You shall be mine.” The beast retrived his axe. Marina screamed. She held up the power gem. She made frost to blaze the area. The Minotaur was stunned. She released the heat spell. The enemy staggered. Thomas impaled with the stake. The huge monster hit him back. Marina made the fairies attack. They sapped his force. He hit her hard. Marina gasped. She released other pages. The Minotaur struck. The naiad got back.

The naiad shrieked. Thomas picked together. He fired the triple shot. The Minotaur let her go. Thomas smirked. Then he got hit by the bone-thrower. Marina lept high enough to stab her silver knife. The Minotaur was dead. The bats settled on her body. Thomas impaled the skeleton. Julius challenged the other Minotaur. The thunder sword wasn’t heavy enough to block the swipes. The Minotaur gloated. The priest drew blood with the Shuriken. The monster staggered. Thomas was hit. The skeletons gathered round. Anna danced to make lightning strike. The bone-men held her. Thomas released a flurry of flames. Julius went for the Minotaur. He struck with his sword. The monster roared. Thomas hurled roses about. That made the enemies to explode. Thomas knocked the candles. He needed more energy. The morning-star changed the lance into a halberd. Thomas went to aid the others. Marina cast the frost spell. The Minotaur got struck. Then he knocked her away. She fell down the shaft. Thomas howled. He released the triple shot. The monster staggered. He picked Anna and threw her hard against the wall. Julius finished off with axes. The Minotaur was dead. He used the laurels to heal her. Then he heard Marina’s voice. Thomas sighed with relief.

Living quarters, the vampire’s tower. The 20th. of December 2098 A.D.

Luna sat at the dressing table. She beheld her image. Luna had removed the mascara and lipstick. She pulled off the blonde wig. When undoing the bun, her own black hair fell down her back. She sighed. Luna cast a look over her shoulder. The ropes still lay on the bed. She couldn’t help but shudder. Luna was 13 years old. Damien Frost came to her. She behaved like a good little mistress. Luna looked into the mirror. The reflection revealed her pale skin and the slightly pointed ears. The elvan blood left marks on her body. Luna was proud of her linage. Her family name was Sarranow. For three years, she served the Dark Lord. Then the castle returned. The Lords of Shadow awoke from their slumber. They fought for count Dracula’s throne. Luna got the goosy. He was cold. She better get a shower. Damien tore her nightgown. Luna was still coated in sweat. No soldier should have to endure. The Dark Lord candidate made out with her. Luna was half-blood. She couldn’t be turned. That was why she became his concubine. Curse it all. Luna was a battle-mage. She went for the wardrobe. Luna had to clean her own cloathings. Luna picked a towel. She got other duties then being a bride. The order granted her rank. They ruled the city by now. Luna went inside the shower.

“Clockwork”, hidden docks. The 20th. Of December 2098 A.D.

The machine room was clean. Julius made the sign of the cross. There where four angel statues. Though he saw no seal. The window showed nothing but the sea. “Thomas.” He said. “I leave you in charge.” Thomas nodded. He was busy inspecting the mechanism. Anna didn’t speak. She couldn’t. Of course. “ Be careful.” She told through telepathy. Julius nodded. The shaft got to have a bottom. He shuddered. He heard of black holes. Never mind. The Lord would decide. Marina settled the matter as she rose from the abyss. “Julius.” She told. “You better have a look down here.” The naiad used water pillars to get out. “Are you sure?” He asked. Julius doubted the pillars might keep his waight. Marina smiled. “I am sure.” Julius touched the crucifix. “Is there no other way?” He wondered. “Or are you strong enough to hold me?” Marina bit her lip. “I’m not sure.” She frowned. Then she lit up. “But there might be a way.” Marina went for the opening. “It might be dangerous.” Julius accepted. “You have to wait until I tell it’s clear.” Julius was ready. He would have to trust her, though the priest wished he knew more. Anna and Thomas were speaking nearby. He didn’t listen. Julius reached for the crucifix. The naiad vanished down the shaft. Julius unsheathed his weapon. “Let your will be done.” He summoned the Lord. His friends had figured how to move the statues. Marina was also busy down under. “It’s away!” She shouted. Julius noticed the platform going up. He leaped on top. “I tell you when to jump!” The naiad told. “Will do!” He called back. The platform went down. What was that smell? It reminded him about the vent. “Jump!” Marina called. “Jump now!” Julius leaped from the platform. He barely got off in time. He prayed to God for guidance. Julius held tight. This had to work.

Cells, “clockwork”. The 20th. Of December 2098 A.D.

He almost collided against the shaft’s opening. Julius was grateful he got through. The jump wasn’t that far, although he nearly crushed his skull against the stone wall. The place stenched. Julius looked abroad. The platform was pushed by steam. The mechanism would continue to boil over. Then the elevator would be hurled up into the shaft. He where inside some sort of prison. Julius unsheathed his blade. The cells lay around the square chamber. There where two openings. One which got closed by a heavy metal door. He shook his head. Julius disposed the bats. Marina must have activated the lift mechanism. Speaking of which, where was the naiad? The sent of steam hid their smell. Not that he was a man-beast or anything. Julius got the ability to see beyond the obvious. The zombies came from the cells. They lumbered to get him. Julius made the sign of the cross. The thunder sword flickered. “God with us!” He shouted. Julius unsheathed the family dagger. The zombies leached. Some even threw their own heads. Julius retreated while striking. The crucifix blazed upon his chest. The corpses worked hard to make him into a meal. Julius got his back up against the wall. There was no time for extras. Their bodies stenched. They didn’t bleed that much. Julius got disgusted. The heart and neck, always the heart and neck. The image of the crucified Lord made them to burn. What happened with Marina? She should have been able to handle this alone. The remaining zombies fell apart. Julius sighed. He felt so weary. He picked the gems. They replenished his energy. Julius inhaled. The air really wasn’t good. Julius pulled a hand through his blonde hair. Then he recognized the stench. “Burned sulphur.” He hissed. He looked around. Did they kill her? He cleaned the dagger upon the cloth which the zombie left. He did the same with the blade. “In manos toas Domine.” Julius made the sign of the cross. “Do you think the Ancient to save you?” He stood at the threshold. The red knight. “He isn’t here.” The living dead stepped aside so that the naiad was revealed. “You can’t turn her.” Julius challenged. He re-sheathed the dagger. “True.” The knight polished his claws. Or pretended to do. Julius knew he might move like lightning. Although he couldn’t be that high in rank. Not when serving the military. Julius knew better then to underestimate these people. “There is a way.” The fox kept Marina from moving as the man licked her throat. “She has already tasted Upiri blood.” Julius suddenly shuddered. It was he who gave it to her. The sample of Alucard’s blood. He gave it to save her life. Now it looked like she was to forfeit it in stead. Marina beheld him with frightened eyes. “What do you propose?” Julius was tired. The undead tried to fix his gaze. Julius might feel weary, though he was no idiot. The undead snarled. “I’m no damn gay.” Julius would’ve sighed. Not only was he a vampire. But he was a homophobia as well. “What century got you bitten in?” He muttered. The knight growled and then hurled himself forward. Julius met the assault. The Belmonts where no more. But their blood lived on in his linage. Their linage. “For the house of Belmont!” Julius shouted. The strike went through his upper body. The vampire howled. He morphed into a wolf. The beast threw itself forward before biting its teeth together. Julius back-flipped. The Lord was with him. Although he changed back, the enemy left any pretence of humanity. His eyes blazed with malice. The ugly blue-greyish colours seemed to pulsate. Julius presented the crucifix. The fangs where revealed. “In the name of the Father, the Son and of the holy Ghost!” Julius cried. “I submit myself into your hands!” His body shone. Julius was the descendant of Maxim and Nathan. He moved even faster then the undead. “For the love of those which you have killed.” Julius struck and kicked with his body blazing holy. Then the fox got involved. The black elf woman held Marina back as her comrade fired his crossbow. The chain mail saved him. Although the vampire jumped. He vanished against the ceiling. The knight hurried to reload his weapon. They used Marina as a shield. Julius more felt then saw the vampire land behind. He spun round to meet him. The vampire held up both hands to protect the heart. His blood stained the floor. Julius made a back-flip to avoid the liquid. The cousin of Carrie Fernandez had been turned into a vampire. So had Stella and Loreta. The red knight reached for his sword. Julius made a dive. He still got the sword ready. The thunder blade pierced the heart. The vampire stared. Julius noticed his confusion. He felt pity with him. With one swift stroke, he removed the head. A look of relief crossed his features before the final decay. “Rest in peace.” Julius made the sign of the cross. “May the Lord take you into His Heaven.” The red knight fired. Julius was able to dodge in time. He retrived his blade. The sword was clean. Julius worshipped the Lord in his heart. “You mourn a vampire’s death?” The elf was bewildered. Julius nodded. Her lapse gave Marina the opportunity. She made blue frost chill the area. Julius shivered. The red knights died of cold. Marina bent to inspect their corpses. Julius shook his head. “Why didn’t you do that before?” The naiad blushed. “The vampire put a sort of spell on me.” She told. “It made me obey his every wim.” Julius sighed. He touched the crucifix. “It’s because of the sample.” He was more sorry then angry. Marina blinked. “You are no human.” Julius said. “Alucard didn’t give you his blood.” The angel tear would keep safe forever more whatever stored within. “The presence of his liquid gave the other the hold he needed.” Marina shook it off. Julius wished she didn’t. This was far too serious. He should never have given her the sample. But then the blood watch would kill her. “They came from that direction.” Marina continued. “I think the submarines are stored back there.” Julius frowned. He should tell Thomas about this. They might use one to search underwater. Thus they might find the way out. “Come on.” Julius told. “We should go back up to help the others.” Marina frowned. Even the wrinkle looked cute. “I don’t think so.” She said. “I think you should use this first.” The little witch reached into her cloak. “I see.” Julius inspected the key. It reminded him about that other big key. The one he found in the “Nation of fools”. Julius held it in both hands. Why did he think of Richter Belmont? Never mind. “Julius!” Marina brandished with the “blood pain”. Julius got into a ready position. He heard them too. The flapping of great wings. Marina moved. The dagger missed. The harpy tried to pick him. Julius presented the crucifix. She circled his position. Then she spread her wings wide. Julius swallowed. Her body got exposed. The naiad got taken by her sister. Julius groaned. He was pierced by multiple pointed feathers. He still held the key. Julius channeled his mystic force. He blinked. Nothing happened. Then he realized the mistake. The bursts of energy sent the harpies through the gates of oblivion. He drew sweat of his brow. Julius felt it run in other places. He threw the matter aside. Marina got up on one knee. “What by the daughters of river did you do?” Julius shook his head. “I’m not sure.” He told. “Although it is said that Richter Belmont could channel through keys and other unrelated items.” Marina shrugged. “I hope you don’t do that again.” She muttered. “It almost blasted me too.” Julius nodded. He retrived the sword, then he went to open the exit. Marina claimed the whip. They were ready. Julius exhaled. He then made the sign of the cross. Only God knew what might be waiting.

Inner cells, cells. The 20th. Of December 2098 A.D.

The enemies where waiting. Julius pulled back. The red knight closed the door behind them. Then he brought up the crossbow. The others also got their weapons ready. The goblins formed a row behind the shooters. The gnomes got their own hurlers ready. Julius tightened the grip. The back of the chamber consisted of one great cell. Unlike the others, this one was occupied. “They are man-beasts.” Marina said. “They are.” The man wore on a heavy dark overcoat with a belt. The green scarf being the only spec of colour. “You can’t really be a man-wolf.” Marina said. “Why not?” The great man smiled. The naiad blushed. Even Julius felt his charisma. “We might speak further about it when you are in prison. Guards.” He arched an eyebrow. “Process them.” The knights spread out. The goblins approached. Julius noticed the amused look in their eyes. “It doesn’t have to be that way.” Julius told. “I could fight.” The followers exchanged glances. “That you could.” The man-beast kept his expression. “But then I would like a bite.” The soldiers regained their confidence. Julius made the sign of the cross. “Then let His will be done.” He let a row of spiked rocks to fall down. Marina figured. She hid inside her water bubble. Julius caused confusion among the enemies. The naiad cast the flame spell. The fairies spread out among the enemies. Julius advanced. His gaze was fixed upon the man-wolf. “Excelent.” The beast was already changing. “But then you have to make up your mind.” He snarled. “To fight me. Or to prove your human heart.” Julius stopped. “You could fulfil your duty. Or help your friend.” He knew. “They are still far too many for her to handle.” Julius got his point. He wouldn’t let her face it alone. The moment he turned, the man-beast leaped upon his back. “Julius!” Marina shrieked. Julius got the sword up. The teeth bit together right before his face. Julius stamped with the crucifix. The image burned on contact. The stench of burned flesh made him feel sick. Marina reacted. She caused flames to burn the area. The man-wolf went for the ceiling. Julius reached upon his belt. The man-beast howled. He threw rocks at him. Julius dodged the onslaught. He made a glide. The jump-kick might put an end to his life. Julius dropped the book. The fireballs chased and destroyed, or would have. The man-wolf hurled other stones to block. He curled into a rebounding ball. Julius tried to stab him. The dagger somehow bounced off. The uppercut should tare him apart. Marina summoned her fairies. “Yes!” The man-beast moved to eat them. “Fresh meat.” He licked his mouth and teeth. Marina shuddered. She made the fairies to scatter. Julius retrieved the dagger. The monster jumped high. Julius threw the axe. Earth granted more strength. The stone axe went in a high arch. The man-wolf howled. He got wounded. He landed back down. Julius crossed himself. The sliding kick hit him square in the chest. The ribs snapped. The laurels restored him, though the pain was unbearable. Julius screamed as the bones reformed. The man-beast came to tear his throat. Blood ran through the nostrils. Marina used the blood watch. She stopped the goblin in time. She enjoyed her power. Julius got away. The man-beast hurled stones at her. Julius threw the Shuriken like a boomerang. Maxim would be proud. The star got stuck between his shoulders. The beast curled into that rebounding ball. Julius regained his Shuriken. The bats disturbed him. Julius threw a vial forward. The mammals burned. The man-beast released repeated claw punches. Julius made a back-flip. He continued the move. The monster didn’t let go. “God with us!” He got to make it. Julius met the assault with his arms on fire. The man-wolf was burned. This was not a werewolf. Thomas would defeat him in the tribe tournament. He tried to bite him. Julius struck his blade. He held up both arms. Blood ran down his body. The man-beast snarled. The claw punch sent him staggering. Julius fought to regain his breath. Marina had a hard time defeating the gnomes. The man-wolf dashed again. Julius stamped with the crucifix, which made him to stop. Julius managed to bury his blade within the heart. The man-beast stumbled. Julius got another punch to his stomach. The mail saved him, although the oxygen got struck from his lungs. The man-wolf wouldn’t die. He kept tearing. Julius got behind. The fireball chased and destroyed. The brute force kept him up right. The sliding kick caught Julius by surprise. The impact sent him hard against the floor. Julius groaned. His body ached. The man-beast picked him up. Julius lost the sword. The man-wolf was bleeding heavily. That didn’t stop him. Julius tried to gather. The man-beast would rip him to pieces. Then let it be. Julius gathered his last remaining strength. A row of fireballs fell down. The man-beast howled. He was burned to ashes. Julius had no mind. Not when he collapsed.

“Clockwork”, hidden docks. The 20th. Of December 2098 A.D.

The man-beasts where climbing up. Thomas hailed their numbers. The others returned his greeting. Anna wasn’t all that interested. Julius must have released them from their prison. That left more people to infiltrate the citadel. The problem was how they might make it. The man-beasts would follow their princess. Her group couldn’t swim that far. Anna realized Marina would get even greater problems. The lake got to be polluted. The group left them behind. Thomas returned. They figured out how to move the angel statues. Julius arrived. He looked very tired. “What is that sign on the floor?” Marina asked. The white lion upon scarlet stood out against the dull colour. “That is the crest of the royal family.” Thomas told. Anna sent him a look. Why didn’t he say so? “It must be the seal.” Thomas frowned. “Sorry.” He shook his head. “Sometime.” Thomas sighed. “Things are too obvious to be noticed.” Marina touched his chest. She leaned against him for a while. Anna picked with the crucifix. That wasn’t fair. Why should she get the man she wanted? Anna suddenly felt disgusted by her own thoughts. “Let’s get to work.” She would make it up. “Let me handle it.” Thomas said. “This is man’s labour.” Anna snorted. She stepped back. Thomas told Julius what to do.

The men moved the statues into place. Marina felt pity with him. Julius never got to rest. She could tell he was still tired after the fight. The angels watched the crest. Marina really hoped they did the right thing. It would appear. The seal moved aside. Thomas stepped on the switch. There came a clicking sound. Then the angels sang. “Daughters of river!” Marina exclaimed. The music was wonderful. Marina bit her lip. The statues turned to look out the window. She only saw the lake. “Let’s pray.” Julius went for the elevator. He kept his hands folded. Anna touched the crucifix. Then she stepped atop. She watched the platform rise out of sight. The elevator soon came back. Thomas muttered to himself. Some bats flapped about. He pulled the shotgun from his belt. Marina cracked with the “Blood pain” whip. He went upon the elevator platform. She got to wait until it returned. Thomas was so big. He fired the pistol. She heard the shooting. Marina hoped he would be alright. She thought of the blood watch. Marina dropped the issue. He would have to protect himself. She smiled. The naiad knew he could. Still, she worried about him. Marina fought Thomas atop the ruined mansion. The platform came back. Marina went on top. She got the whip. Marina would kill the bats.

Hidden docks, forgotten city. The 20th. Of December 2098 A.D.

Thomas left the elevator. His friend occupied the edge of the dock. “Good Lord.” Thomas crossed himself. They made that appear? “ The bridge can’t be made of gold.” Anna said. “That is impossible.” Thomas agreed. The dancing girl put her finger on it. Julius shook his head. “Nothing is ever impossible. Not when the Lord is considered.” Thomas turned the halberd between his fingers. Julius was right. But he was still concerned. Somebody moved. Thomas tightened the grip. Marina appeared. She came to join them. “What are we waiting for?” She asked. “Let’s get moving.” Marina went upon the bridge. Thomas held his breath. Nothing happened. The naiad kept going, although she held the whip in both hands. He exhaled. Thomas approached. He didn’t use the halberd for a walking stick. “God with us.” Julius unsheathed his sword. The priest and dancing girl made up the rear. Anna was preparing her magic. The mermen leaped from the water. They tried to pull them down. Thomas wouldn’t be turned into a meal for the tadpoles. He flailed about. Julius hurled the Shuriken forward. The mermen where slashed to pieces. “Watch out!” Anna danced. She caused lightning. The Medusa heads got shot. Thomas howled. He turned into his true form.

Forest of Debias, Warakiya. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

She ended the prayer with the sign of the cross. Sylvia Dawn had left the group to worship in isolation. “You still serve him and His Master.” Sylvia couldn’t help a gasp erupting from her lips. “Lillian Pine.” She whispered. “No. You are dead.” Sylvia clasped her hands together. “Death is nothing to the Dark Lord.” The nun reached for the crucifix. She hung it upon the branch of an oak tree. Lillian struck her hands together. His image was thrown away. “That was no normal weather.” Sylvia was pale like wax. “That is not all I can do.” Lillian approached. Her eyes shone like the moon. The ragged cloathings, the remains of a nun’s wardrobe, was stained with specs of red colour. “We served together.” Sylvia wished to run. To get away. She could do nothing. Sylvia felt like a spell was cast on her. All she could do was to wait. Wait. In a state of lazed extecey. Lillian’s skin adapted an ugly blue-greyish hint. Her lips parted. Sylvia shrieked. The fangs where exposed. “Sylvia!?” Michael ran into the clearing. What was he doing here? Sylvia told she wished to be alone. She almost felt angry with him. He shouldn’t disturb her. Lillian released tripled bats. They shot through his body, leaving holes. The man died without a sound. Lillian bent over. Sylvia shrieked one last time.

Castle outer wall, forgotten city. The 20th. Of December 2098 A.D.

The clashes of waves struck against the foundation of the citadel. They climbed the castle outer wall. The hunters likely extended the bridge. That work to their advantage. Iris sent Charles and Adam to check the inner walkway. The guards where gathered at the great gate. The humans would have to enter that way. They might work as a distraction. They signalled it was all clear. They climbed to the top. Claudia huddled together. She was charging up. The white lion smiled. She tapped her on the shoulder. Then she froze. The guards had noticed.

Entrance bridge, forgotten city. The 20th. Of December 2098 A.D.

Julius crossed himself. “Wandering the crystal blue.“ Shanoah said so. He exhaled. That was back in 1810. The priest brandished with the thunder sword. Julius forged the Tempus blade. The Medusa heads got turned to dust. “The wheel turns.” Thomas smiled. Then he fired the shotgun. Marina bit together. Anna pulled the arrow. “I don’t like them.” She told through telepathy. Julius agreed. The dancing girl used her magic to heal. The naiad got back up. She brandished with the whip. The fireballs burned on impact. The bone-archers got defeated. Julius wondered if they came from the citadel. He let it drop. The mermen arrived. Julius presented the crucifix. That kept them back. “I am not a dish to be served.” Anna said. Thomas gave her a look. “I don’t know.” He smirked. “You look like a delicacy to me.” Julius kept his breath while slashing the blade. He almost waited the roof to fall down, figure of speech. That didn’t happen. “You think?” Anna let her hands run down her body. The curves were real nice. Julius shook his head. He sinned. Anna really got a way with people. “Sometimes, it feels good being adored.” She used the war force to protect herself. The mermen tried to take her. She danced while hurling fireballs. Julius threw axes at the Medusa heads. The mutants gathered. Thomas twirled with the halberd. The weapon blazed with dark-breed energy. The archers fired their weapons. Marina struck with the whip to release a spread shot of breaking icicles. Julius ran. He got to reach them. The skeletons fired. Julius made it to rain with holy water. Time was on his side. The enemies got petrified. Thomas released through the gauntlets. He threw stakes to impale the mermen. The bats noticed about them. They came in a swarm. Julius made two large spinning books to protect his location. Marina opened the spell book. The little witch released pages about. Julius held up the thunder sword. Anna used the time stop. That froze the enemies. Julius crossed himself. He made a row of meteors to fall down. The enemies left crystals upon the bridge. The lamp hung from his backpack. Julius knocked the candles. The witch swooped. She landed to throw an explosive powder. Julius pulled back. Thomas arrived. The witch jumped upon her broomstick. Thomas bombed her with garlic. The young woman fell from the broom. She threw the glowing black powder like a wave. The dark breed released forward with a shining cross-shaped blast which made her to burn to ashes. Julius let him pick the gems. He already got involved with another group of mermen. Marina joined up. She cast the flame spell. The mutants burned. Julius finished the fight. He made the fireball to chase and destroy. The Medusa heads almost got them. Anna got ahead. She danced for the bone-archers. Julius frowned. He didn’t expect that would work. The dancing girl stopped them in time. She made chain lightning strike. Julius reached for the crucifix. Anna changed into her Phoenix form. The music made his heart leap. She was so beautiful. Julius felt strangely akin. The Phoenix had long been a guide for hunters and paladins. She regained human form. Julius didn’t get it. Lost magic. Anna was a friend. He sighed. Julius couldn’t take care of her the way she deserved. Anna got so much to give. The Westenra family had always been that way. Julius put it aside. This wasn’t the time for such sentiments. The bridge lay empty. Julius didn’t trust it. He looked round for trouble.

The bats squeeked, Anna danced to hurl fireballs. The crystals replenished her magic. She force knocked the harpy. The woman spread her wings to release pointed feathers. The halberd crushed her. Anna blew him a kiss. The arrows struck down around them. Julius made it rain. She enjoyed it. The rain felt strangely refreshing. Anna got plenty of other jewelleries. She touched the crucifix. The Lord would be with her. Anna fired a wave of pure energy. The Medusa head got blasted into oblivion. Anna smiled. She would have liked to cheer. That was impossible. Anna lost her voice. She sold it to Renon. Anna shook it off. She could speak through telepathy. The naiad cast the whirlwind spell. That confused the bats. She then hid behind the water bubble. The Medusa heads collided. Anna used the war force. They couldn’t take her. Thomas struck with the halberd. Julius dropped the book. The fireballs burned the enemies. Anna relaxed. Then she began to dance. The mermen went from the water. Julius picked the crystals. Marina cast the frost spell. That froze the mutants in place. Anna went with the meteor dash. She force kicked the archer. The skeleton broke to pieces. The other archers got ready. Whisp howled. He released the triple shot. That saved her life.

The mermen got defeated. Marina gathered the spell book. They got to fight for each step along the journey. She drew sweat of her forehead. They where getting close. The great gate was up ahead. The guards where occupied elsewhere. “Look!” Anna called. “It’s the man-beasts!” Marina licked her lips. The guards, another type of foxes, climbed up to the castle outer wall. She struck with the whip to release fireballs. The Medusa heads burned to ashes. Other soldiers came from the citadel. The brown foxes wore baggy white trousers and short red jackets beneath their green tunic. The torchlight got reflected by the polished helmet and chest armour. Marina ducked beneath the arrow. The group of bone-archers kept up their position. Anna went in a meteor dash. She struck among the skeletons. Julius hurled vials about. The holy water burned on impact. Marina whipped the Medusa heads. The city guards brandished with halberds and scimitars. The gate was closed. “We have to get up there.” Anna was changing form. Marina climbed on Julius’s back. Thomas held his hand. Julius reached to touch the Phoenix. Anna spread her wings. She sung before flying off. They went for the wall. Marina cast the flame spell. This was spectacular. She got to burn the bats. Anna had landed.

Castle outer wall, forgotten city. The 20th. Of December 2098 A.D.

The man-wolves howled their challenge. Thomas morphed into his true form. The guard tried to kick him. Whisp dodged the pointed brown boot. He released the triple shot. The fox held up the round shield. He got no chance. Whisp made the halberd blaze with dark-breed force. He moved to fight the other soldiers. The skeletons fired. Anna danced to release fireballs. They fought to reach the gate tower. Thomas threw himself backward. The fox brandished with his halberd. This was a joke. Thomas regained his human form. He impaled the guard. The stakes went in beneath the chest plate. The fox gurgled and collapsed. He was dead before reaching the floor. Cedric and Adam shot scythes at the enemies. The guards held together. Beside the weird costume, the foxes were trained fighters. Thomas snarled. They where like the red knights. Anna made chain lightning strike. The Medusa heads got blasted into oblivion. Thomas reached for the crucifix. He released with a cross shaped blast forward to kill the guards. They reached the tower. Julius closed the door. “Hurry!” He called. Thomas ran into the next room. Iris hurried down the stairs. She led the group forward.

Forest of Debias, Warakiya. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The wind threw snow about. Sylvia lay on the ground. Lillian fed upon her blood. She couldn’t scream. Sylvia became her plaything. The undead nun cast back her head. The silver hair got caught by the wind. The whole front of Lillian’s cloathings got drenched with crimson. Sylvia moaned when she opened a wound. “What began in blood.” Lillian licked her ruby lips. “Must end in blood.” She moved for her to drink. “Welcome, sister.” She breathed. “To the pleasure of the flesh.” Sylvia suddenly could scream again. She did so. Sylvia would never become like them. “Silence, you wench.” Lillian slapped her in the face. “Do you still resist us?” She snarled. “I condemn you.” Lillian told. “To the life as a living dead.” She raised the bleeding arm. “To eternal hunger, for human blood.” Sylvia fought to get free. Lillian morphed into her wolf form. Then she howled. “Stronger we are in the name of the Lord!” Sylvia got back up. “Never!” That was Celia’s voice. “I call you forth into light and cast you back into darkness!” Her twin sister arrived. She was not alone. Henry unsheathed his sword. Lillian leaped to bite him. Sylvia felt so weak. She got to find the crucifix. The vampire threw it away. Sylvia found it. She would fight. Tobias fired his rifle.

Great gate, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

All was chaos and conflict. The man-beasts got spread all over the place. Iris ran for the inner den. She brought Charles along. The soldiers didn’t get time to close the gate. They ran through. The fence got lowered. The foxes where caught in their own trap. Iris didn’t wait for them to gather. The hunters kept together. That was so typical. Iris wished she knew where they went. Shops and houses, which looked like palaces, lined the street. Charles released a flurry of scythes. They had to find the others. Iris knew where the specimen got held.

The “Barnyard”, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The guards didn’t follow them in here. Julius kept the crucifix. What was this place? He hid the image within his jacket. This was a bar. The customers seemed to be mostly humans or shifters. “Come on.” Thomas turned him toward a table. Julius kept in place. He made another discovery. “Where are the women?” He asked. Thomas made a grimace. Then he pointed. Julius closed his eyes. “Why is she doing this?” The black finished their act. The duo picked their items. “She likes to be adored.” Thomas remarked. The shape-shifters had to be some sort of twins. Although something was wrong, they were to perfect, to identical. He forgot about it. Anna reached the stage. Thomas finally made him to sit down. “An ale and Rom.” He told the barmaid. The redskin waited for his order. Julius shook his head. He didn’t want anything. Brown braids touched both shoulders. She carried an eagle feather in one ear. Her necklace resembled the image of the Sun falcon. Julius guessed she must be some recluse of the U.S. military. He looked down into his lap. “Hi there.” The black dancers sat down across the table. “Are you alone tonight?” The white tunic was a contrast to the black skin. Julius didn’t react. She reached over to touch his hand. “Let me make you happy.” Julius felt like something press against his mind. He refused. Julius looked up to meet her gaze. He almost cursed. Above the white smile, her eyes were dead. Like that of a doll. Although he felt the pulse, and her bosom raised and fell. She was dead as a door nail. “Soulless.” She was a puppet, moved by sorcery. Though only a wizard could make it work. The soulless could be whatever he wanted, from bodyguards to concubines. The black girl released her hand. Julius was glad they left. He looked around for the wizard. Marina sat at his table. The redskin came back with the order. Julius felt something. He couldn’t leave her alone. Julius was about to rise when it happened. “Maroc!” The girls that sat by a nearby table, eating and drinking while gossiping got in an uproar. “What is happening!?” The Persian girl was flouting in the air. “Maroc, please, tell me what’s wrong!” Maroc screamed like in a universe of pain. Julius forced his way through the frightened crowd. “Ryma!” Another girl forced her down. “You can’t help her.” Chaos was building to rapidly. “But Saroya!” Ryma fought to get free. “She is my friend!” This might happen when Dominance got awakened. Some inheritors lost control. “May You preserve us.” Thomas barely whispered. The renegade leaped. She morphed into something which was part woman and part eagle. The soulless reappeared. Anna made a leap across the stage. There came a satisfactory breaking sound as the bare foot hit the face. Anna got back up. She was illuminated. The tattoos were all visible. Anna only wore that scabby little loincloth she used beneath her costume. Julius felt tears down his cheeks. He came too late. Maroc opened her eyes. There where nothing left. They where pitch black, like covered with spilled oil. She reached out her hands. The black smoke consumed Ryma. The body fell on the floor. Her eyes where still open. Julius couldn’t pity her. Ryma was a witch, although Maroc got no right to take her soul. She was not the Dark Lord incarnate. Julius unsheathed his blade. “God with us!” He called. Julius had no choice. He was a vampire hunter. Julius revealed the crucifix. Saroya wept while crawling backward. He let her go. Julius returned the oily gaze. She smiled. The look made him shudder. The 16 year old got some sort of Arabian night outfit. “I want your soul.” The black smoke reached to take him. Julius made a stand. He channeled through the gauntlets. Julius forged the pyre sword. “In the name of the Father, the Son and of the holy Ghost!” He made a glide. Julius got up behind her. Maroc vanished through a wormhole. She reappeared. The darkness split and gathered into three fireballs. Julius managed to repel the assault. The black smoke reached to fetch him. Julius made crosses rise in protection. Maroc snarled. The black stare became lasers. Julius threw himself sideways. The girl vanished through another wormhole. Julius made the sign of the cross. She ripped reality on purpose. She couldn’t be allowed to continue. Who knew what might escape into their world? Maroc was back. The smoke morphed into electric powers. She released it forward. Julius made a row of homing balls to fall down. Although most of them shot out to parry electricity, Maroc got struck. She shrieked. The sound was like a sonic blast. Julius got stunned in place. The smoke reached for him. Maroc smiled. “Your time is up.” She taunted. Julius closed his eyes. He got all the time in the world. The laurels removed the petrified state. He made a glide. Julius got up in front. Time was on his side. He struck with the Tempus blade. Maroc was about to teleport. Julius drew blood. She reappeared to hurl a flurry of pointed icicles. Julius threw a vial. The holy water melted the assault. The smoke fell like a wall. It would consume him. “God with us!” Julius made a row of fireballs to fall down. They pushed back the shadow, though the fireballs got swallowed. Maroc hissed. Julius hurled five gold knives. The electricity caught several of the lot, though she got impaled. Maroc groaned. Her hands pressed against the wound. Julius disliked this part. He didn’t want to hurt anyone. Julius reached for the crucifix. This was the real point. Maroc wasn’t anyone. She wasn’t even human. Not with those eyes. She fired dark lasers to kill him, Julius ment to sidestep. He slipped on some food and almost crushed himself against the stage. Maroc came in hot presuit. She hurled icicles about. Julius ducked. The Tempus flame searched her out. This made her to scream. Julius held the image tight. That should turn her to dust. Why didn’t it happen? He was hit by icicles. Julius shivered with cold. Maroc flouted in the air. The black smoke went from both her eyes and fingertips. “Preserve us from the wicked one.” He whispered. The smoke channeled and released flashes of Chaos energy. She couldn’t control it. Maroc had become a mediator of evil. He crossed himself. Julius had to do something. He got to do what a man had to do. “What is whispered to you in secret.” He quoted. “You shall announce it from the rooftop.” That wasn’t the real translation. But it kept the point. Maroc didn’t seem to listen. The shadow almost concealed her. Then she leached forth with Chaos fireballs. Julius couldn’t run. He got his back against the podium. “Into Your hands!” He shouted. “I commit my spirit!” Julius hurled vials of holy water. Flames lit and burned like a wall. Maroc came through. Julius felt chills down his spine. That was impossible. He grasped for the crucifix. She was like a devil from the pit. Julius had no doubt. He stamped her before she might take his soul. Maroc screamed. The crucifix got an even stronger effect against her black malice. “Give it to me!” She snarled. Talons of smoke and shadow seemed to tear through his body. “Lord!” Julius cried when striking her heart. The shadow force exploded from inside out. Flames stabbed like pointed spears through her eyes and mouth. Maroc seemed to shrink. The power burned itself out. Then only a body remained. Julius sighed. That was close. Too close. The Lord saved him. Julius noticed he sat on the floor. He felt hollow inside. Julius shook his head. He used the laurels. That was the last of his crystals. “Maroc!” Saroya held the body to her chest. She wept. She lost a friend. Saroya was a witch. She got to be. Although they where to young. The black cat tried to give some comfort. Julius closed his eyes. “Preserve all good men.” He breathed. “And women.” He touched the crucifix. The bar was empty. The costumers fled. Or they got killed in the battle. Only Saroya, and her friends, remained. One of them touched her shoulder. “Oh Elayne.” Saroya sobbed. “She was like a sister to me.” Elayne pulled through her hair. The blonde looked like she would like to cry herself. She reached into her cape to open a purse upon the belt. The cat beheld him with a set of bright yellow eyes. Elayne gave Saroya her handkerchief. The third girl sent them her bottle. It was filled with a clear liquid. “It’s aquavit.” She told. “Thank you, Sanchea.” Saroya drank. She cleaned her face. Elayne let go. They beheld him. Julius retrieved the sword. Sanchea licked her lips. “What do you want with us?” She looked nervous. The brunette was an enchantress. Julius was sure. The young woman dressed up like Anna. Saroya shuddered. “I can heal you.” She offered. “If you want.” Julius shook his head. He wouldn’t let them touch him. “Be gone.” He told. “In the name of the Lord.” He reached for a slice of bread. Julius sanctified before Communion. Elayne muttered. She opened her book. Sanchea forced it close. “You saved us.” Saroya told. “Be warned. The Dark Lord will live again.” Julius remained calm. “Leave this place.” He decleared. The Host granted authority. The trio exchanged glances. They faded from sight. Julius sighed. He knew this wasn’t the end. They would be back someday. He put the Host into an envelope. Julius looked round for the others. He had been too occupied. The fight was over. Though they where still in danger. Julius crossed himself. “Traitor! You killed me.” The wizard flashed his teeth. Marina reached her hand. The power gem blazed. “Be a nymphomaniac, your slut.” The counterforce sent her flying. The eerie green light ripped through and permeated her body. Then the magician died. Julius recognised the situation. He ran for shelter. The body burst into pieces. The niad staggered back up. She then gasped. They gathered round. Her eyes where wide open. She fell on her knees. “Are you alright?” Thomas put a hand on her shoulder. Marina didn’t speak. She clutched her Brest. It was like she couldn’t breathe. Julius used the laurels. That seemed to help. She might inhale. Though her gaze looked muddy somehow. “Kiss me.” Julius frowned. She spoke like being drugged. ”Touch me.” She grinned like a maniac. “Touch me, here.” Julius pulled back in horror. She had been about to pull his hand down to her… “Yes.” She was so strong. Anna got an arm around her neck. The mad naiad groaned when their lips met. “It’s a wizard’s curse!” Thomas growled. “Keep us from the wicked one.” Julius made the sign of the cross. “Go.” Anna said. “I have to do it.” She broke free of her lips. Marina gasped like having run a mile. Julius didn’t know what to do. Marina kept the dancing girl close. “Do it.” Anna insisted.

They left the room. Anna watched them leave. The nayad kissed her mouth. She forced her tongue inside. Anna got to taste it. She got to know what triggered the status. They couldn’t permit her to run wild. Not with all the power she obtained. Anna took it upon herself. She was the only person who might do it. She was an escort. Anna accepted her fate, though she would make her own way. Succubus taught her some tricks. This might be the time to prove their worth. Anna made her to lie down. She got to perform the act. She pulled back the short cape as she unbuttoned her dress. Anna pulled down the sark. Marina’s tight little body was revealed. Anna felt something move within her. The same feeling which she got for Julius awoke within her soul, though this time it was mixed with pity. Anna went to work. Marina was excited in her demands. She was a real nymph. Anna cursed the wizard who did this to her. She knew very little about the illness. Beside it was required by the men. Marina finally got her climax. Anna felt nothing, only relief. Her eyes regained their sanity. “Anna?” She asked. But then Marina closed her eyes. Her face turned red with shame. Anna sat up. Marina got nothing to be ashamed of. Marina wept without sound. Anna cursed. She felt so helpless.

Courtyard, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The towers and palaces loomed high around the center. Marina sat on the floor. It had been a long chase. The man-beasts where united. She sighed. They where still not enough. The guards would find them. Then they would all be locked away. Marina bit her lip. Be what may be. She promised to help them. Julius sat leaning against the wall. He got exhausted. The men fought the horde of zombies to raise the gate. The gnomes bombed their efforts. They all worked together. Marina was proud of that part. But what did they do now? The white lion got an idea. “I fetched this from the guard room.” Iris was talking with Thomas. Why did she speak with him? Julius was the leader. “It looks like a map of the citadel.” Thomas frowned. The naiad shrugged. They already got the map and compass. “That may be.” The man-beast rubbed her hands. “But it shows where my tribe is held.” Marina got interested. She could suppress the wizard’s curse. Julius struggled back up. Claudia gave a hand. “Let me see.” Iris gave him the map. Julius touched the crucifix. “I see.” He said. Julius sighed. “We have to split, if you intend to cover that much ground.” Thomas growled. Marina had a look on the map. Julius was right. “Alright.” Iris seemed to figure. “Listen up everybody.” She told.

The bats flapped about. Iris clearly didn’t like what she got to say. “You vampire hunters are the best cards we have.” Thomas smirked. She finally admitted. “Please, help us release my people.” The white lion clearly wasn’t used to beg. Now she did so. Iris was ready to kneel. Julius pulled her up straight. “You don’t have to do this.” He told. “I am a Belmont. My plight is clear.” Iris exhaled. She gathered her authority. “I have to reach the throne.” She couldn’t turn pale, although Iris looked frightened. Thomas could smell. He reloaded with wood bullets. “You don’t have to go alone.” Gregory told. Harold bowed. “I swore to protect your family.” He hailed. “We go with you.” They where determined. “I don’t command you.” Iris smiled. “I ask for volunteers.” The man-beast returned the gaze. Iris relaxed. “I won’t forget this.” She said. Iris looked round. “I don’t forsake you either.” Thomas winked. He didn’t expect she would. He knew a bit about leadership. “I know you haven’t been here before.” He shrugged. “What make you think that?” Thomas muttered. The lion sent him a look. Thomas grinned. “My friends will guide you.” Charles, Adam, Cedric and Claudia exchanged glances. Thomas got ready. This was no good idea. But he had no choice. They got to split.

Terrace, the vampire’s tower. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The lit candles got reflected by heavy gold and expensive China. It shone on silk and revealed the colours of gems and jewelleries. “I want you to perform a certain task.” Luna Sarranow stood to one side of the heavy set table. The embroideries of black and gold upon the red jacket showed she was the captain of the guard. The witches kneeled in chains before the leadership council. Giuseppe Gandolfi was the jail master, although he didn’t look like it. Not in that 15th. Century costume. The three young witches bore the marks of his whip. Sarranow kept her hands behind her back. She knew how it felt. Damien had certain demands. “Whatever you say.” Sanchea’s beauty got stained by the punishment. Talia Polidori had no patience with failure. Her evening dress was crimson. A mask of black silk covered the upper portions of her ancient features. “It shall be done.” Leonard Beltaine was the necromancer. “Excellent.” The hood left most of his face invisible. “It is settled then.” Leonard smiled. “You have my permission.” Talia exposed her fangs. “Do what must be done.” Her hair was like a wave of copper. “Sorry, madam.” Luna got disturbed by the page. “I have a message.”

The crypt, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

This was like the legend of Belmont. Julius removed the hood. His shoulder-length ice blonde hair seemed to shine in the torchlight. Claudia watched with aw. “In Manos Toas Domine.” The hunter made the sign of the cross. Julius unsheathed his sword. “Claudia.” He said. “You don’t have to follow.” He smiled. “You already helped me.” Claudia shook her head. “Iris told me to guide you.” She was the princess. But why didn’t she believe in the humans? ”I’m not afraid.” Julius touched the crucifix. “But I am.” He told. Claudia didn’t know what to say.

The man-beast looked bewildered. Julius sighed. He couldn’t tell her. He was not Gabriel Belmont. This was not the year of 1047. Julius began walking. The bats squeeked. Claudia released her scythes. The enemies got shot to pieces. Julius picked the crystals. He would need the energy. Julius didn’t dare to knock the torches. That might leave them in darkness. The masks where gone, lost in the mist of time. Some said his sons destroyed them in the years after the battle with the new Dark Lord. Julius leaped above the pit. The zombies broke through the floor. Julius brandished with the blade. The corpses burned to ashes. Others told that Leon Belmont gave them to the Poltergeist king. “The crypt belongs to the Sealchild family.” Claudia told. “Here the kings and queens of old lay in eternal sleep.” Julius exhaled. “I won’t disturb the ancestors.” He said. They reached another tomb. “I don’t think you have to.” Claudia said in a small voice. Julius felt his skin crawl. Or so it felt. The remains of dead man-beasts lay around the silent crypt. “Someone must have been here before.” Claudia sniffed the air. “Someone, like you.” Julius tightened his grip. Why would a Belmont wish to slaughter her specimen? Claudia bent to investigate the bodies. “Cornell.” She hissed. “They are Lycan tribesmen.” Julius felt chills down his spine. Thomas was a descendant of that man-beast. Although the founder of his house fought Dracula in 1844, another Cornell was mentioned. “The Lords of Shadow.” Julius had no doubt. Claudia looted the corpses. She didn’t find much, the piece of a power gem and a pair of iron gauntlets. Julius went beyond. He threw vials at them. The bats burned to ashes. Something cracked beneath his foot. Julius looked down. The earth didn’t conceal the skeleton. He stepped on the hand. They must be ancient. Claudia caught up. She leaped over the pit. Julius followed. They reached another crossroad. “That way leads back to the church.” Claudia inspected the map. Julius nodded. He got his own copy. “Julius crossed himself. The chandelier broke through the floor. “The order sealed this area.” Claudia seemed to read his mind. Julius shook his head. “We should continue.” He said. The female acknowledged. She charged her force. Julius advanced. The decayed shrubbery got to be removed. He cut through the plant life. The skeleton reached through. Claudia was pulled behind the curtain. “God with us!” Julius cried. He released through the gauntlets. The burning grasp tore down the shrubbery. Julius dashed into the crypt. The cells got occupied. They where living dead. The zombies slept in the coffins. They reached forth to end his life. Julius attacked with the pyre sword. The bats swooped. He made it rain with holy water. Claudia was up ahead. This part of the crypt went straight. Julius dashed. They fought back-to-back against the monsters. Skeletons broke through the wall. They threw bones into the air. Julius cried. He got hit. The bone-thrower made the group to advance. “God with us!” Julius repeated the cry. That was his slogan. “Julius!” Claudia released the energy scythes. Julius pulled back. The thrower approached. He hurled the Shuriken. Maxim would be proud. The skeleton staggered. Julius retrieved the item. He hurled the dagger. The thrower collapsed. He picked the crystals. Claudia made quick work of the remaining skeletons. They moved through the corridor. Julius got to remove the remaining shrubbery. The alcove was filled with stalagmites. Julius struck with the thunder sword. The harpy roosted atop the cave. She came swooping down. Julius made a glide. The axe armour awoke. He hurled the weapon like a boomerang. Julius dodged. Claudia killed the harpy. That was no comfort. Her sisters reacted. The duo approached. Julius was sure they would pick her apart. The armour regained the axe. He kept marching forward. Julius filled him with daggers. The armour staggered. Julius struck the axe. The weapon exploded. Julius made the sign of the cross. The villain hurled. He got another axe. That was a mistake. Julius almost got cut down. He dropped the book. The fireballs searched and destroyed. The axe armour collapsed into a heap of dust. Julius shuddered. He picked the gems. Claudia looked alright. She defeated the harpies. She went to investigate the crypt. Claudia pushed the gate open. The huge wooden doors creaked as they got pushed aside. A pack of zombies made an ambush. Claudia released the scythes. She got into closer hand-to-hand combat. The axe armour got ready. Julius ran to aid her. She changed into her man-beast form. Julius pulled back. The bats swarmed. He doused them in holy water. That wasn’t enough. They were too many. He held up the crucifix. The thunder sword sparked with electricity. He weaved a web of death through the air. Julius didn’t realize he got this kind of power. The skeletons tried to take him. Julius pulled up against the wall. He wouldn’t surrender. Claudia came from behind. They defeated the enemies. Julius let her have the crystals. The tunnel continued. He cut down the shrubbery. The crypt was closed. Julius went beyond. The bats swooped. He threw axes at them. This time it was he who picked the crystals. Claudia leaped over the abyss. Julius followed. The cells were empty, though the coffins got inhabited. The zombies broke free. Julius brandished with the thunder sword. Claudia used her claws for stabbing weapons. The corpses got torn to shreds. Julius removed the vegetation. He went past some other cells. He wondered why the order would make this area into a prison. Claudia told him the story as they entered the church. The skeletons broke through the wall. Julius got knocked. He stumbled back. The bone-man tried to strangle him. Claudia struck to release him. Julius struggled for air. They were the elite skeletons. The remaining trio attacked the man-beast with bone clubs. Julius got hold of the enemy. The gauntlets burned. He broke free. “Hear the words of God.” Julius worshipped the Lord in his heart. The sword blazed. His arms were on fire. Julius got into battle. Claudia was on the defence. The trio hit her hard. They shouldn’t do that. Julius broke through. The other skeletons turned round. Julius wasn’t afraid. He stamped with the crucifix. Claudia dashed. She tore them apart. Julius got ambushed. The bats came from above. They slept up at the ceiling. Julius and Claudia fought back-to-back. The bats came from multiple set locations. Julius got the crucifix. He was more concerned about his partner. Claudia managed to stay put. The bats where at last defeated. Although they inflicted several cuts and bruises. Julius used the laurels. He was able to heal them. Claudia didn’t wait. She went over the pit. Julius got above. They soon after ran into another group of zombies. Julius was left to handle. He even got the bats to consider. Claudia went to challenge the axe armours. Julius pierced the heart. He removed the head. The group got aid from a band of skeletons. The bone-thrower was in control. Julius hid behind the crucifix. He got to keep going. He used the angel sword. The gems rained down upon the floor. Julius bit together. He got to win. Julius spread his arms. The burning cross appeared above. The monsters pulled back. It was too late. The image burst. The area got bathed in flame. Julius didn’t wait. He picked some gems before he went to aid her. Claudia didn’t need it. She defeated the armours, though that wasn’t the end. The door was closed by the Tempus crest. She couldn’t move it. Julius tried the great key. That didn’t work. They really got a problem.

Castle outer wall, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The harpies glared. Anna danced. She made lightning strike. Adam watched with aw. She looked round. “You are sure this is the right place?” Anna asked. The man-beast shook his head. Anna placed her hands upon the hips. This wasn’t the time. “I think so.” Adam checked the map. Anna blew him a kiss. Of course, he got to stare. Anna sighed. She climbed over the edge. The harpies noticed. Adam couldn’t follow. He was to heavy. Anna got the sandals tied around her neck. She forced kicked the harpies which came to close. They at least learned to show some respect. Adam told she got a long journey. She had no doubt. Anna kept climbing. The harpies shot feathers or threw their knives. Anna didn’t care. She used the war force. Marina should be the one to pull this off. Though the water got polluted. She kept moving down. The mermen jumped from the water. They couldn’t climb. The tadpoles would have something else for dinner. Anna smiled. She finally reached the opening. The water got poured out into the lake. Anna licked her lips. Would she be able to get through? She got to try. Anna had a deep breath before she threw herself forward. She almost got washed back out again. Anna moved through the water. She could breathe. Anna would do what she had to.

Abandoned mine, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

Everything was quiet. She shook her head. Marina blacked out. The fall was almost fatal. She looked round. Cedric didn’t move. He lay with his face down in the water. Marina drew sweat of her forehead. The heat wasn’t good. They were lucky who fell into the pond. Marina swam through the water to might fetch him. Cedric was still alive. She pulled him ashore. Marina was glad the pond wasn’t polluted. The elevator might take them back up into the citadel. That wasn’t reassuring. Marina got no power to heal him. The naiad bit her lip. Cedric would be okay. It didn’t feel right to leave him. She got no choice. Marina sighed. She picked the hat. It landed upon the stone floor. She reached for the power gem pendant. Marina shuddered. The passion was getting the best of her. The man-beast got kind enough to help her. Marina blushed by the memory. She wasn’t like that. The wizard put the curse on her. Marina closed her eyes. She got to fight it. She brandished with the “Blood pain” whip. She got a deep breath. Then Marina entered the tunnel. A swarm of bats got interested. Marina cast the flame spell. She reached the torches. They illuminated the fallen man-beast. Marina went through his items. She took the gem. The jewel might help her quest. Marina advanced.

Vertical prison, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The door slammed shut. Thomas banged on the hatch. That didn’t work. The thing was wrought in steel. “Take it easy.” Charles told. “That won’t help.” Thomas inhaled. The man-beast was right. “There is no way out.” He touched the crucifix. Thomas would felt better if Marina was here. He shook it off. Thomas moved ahead. Charles followed. The stairway led down through the mountain. Thomas climbed. He fought the skeleton. Charles jumped down the staircase. Thomas kept climbing. The bats came from multiple directions. Thomas struck with the halberd. He threw stakes at them, they squeeked. The bats burned to ashes. He claimed the crystals. The bone-man was kept in prison. He escaped to throw bones. Thomas groaned. He released through the gauntlets. The skeleton got shot to pieces. The bats hung from beneath the stairway. They went like swarms. Charles was bitten. He threw scythes at them. Then he staggered. Thomas gave him the cure curse, that made him gather. Thomas smirked. That was the one he got. It was worth the price. Julius was right. They shouldn’t break the company. They continued. Thomas and Charles kept close. The bats whirled about. Thomas looked round. He felt like climbing forever. Though he knew it couldn’t last.

Forest of Debias, Warakiya. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

They sat around the fire. The army was returning to their stronghold. Daniela shared the spot with the Dawn sisters, Henry and Earendil. The huntsman told about what happened in Dora. Tobias went to get some food. He was tired after the long journey. Renate went along. She was a witch. Daniela let it drop. The dwarves at least welcomed her to the resistance. She sighed. Renate helped the huntsman to escape from the ice queen. She felt sorry about the boy. Kay left to search for his girlfriend. Daniela knew him. She hoped he would find the way home. She had a deep breath. They got a new mission. The message came after Sylvia went to pray. The horn-playing druid was somewhere in the camp. She made him second-in-command. Though the saint came and went like he pleased. Daniela got to speak with him about that. It would have to wait. They got other things to negotiate. Like if the thought was a summoning, the poltergeist king appeared. “You asked me to come.” He said. The druid leaned on his staff. “Look here.” Daniela unfolded the scroll. “It’s a map of the forest.” She explained. “I see.” Germain acknowledged. Daniela sighed. Never mind. “There came a message.” She put the helmet on her lap. “They want us to besiege the Laruba mansion.”

Theatre, the vampire’s tower. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

This was the theatre. Iris knew this place. The stage lay empty. Iris regained human form. She felt cold. The theatre was rather spooky. She was close to tears. The scene was from the opening of the Shakespeare play “Hamlet”. The spectators beheld her. Though their eyes where empty. This was too macabre. Iris was alone. The others went to find the prisoners. She got to gather. Iris was the princess. She gave the order. Something moved. Iris screamed. The large ghost arrived. The audience where the macabre puppets. Iris released a wave of sickles.

The crypt, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The zombies burned to ashes. Claudia relaxed. The gauntlets gave some greater strength. They returned to the split path. Julius made the sign of the cross. “Let’s go.” He unsheathed the sword. Claudia changed into her true form. This would be it. “Watch out!” Julius threw holy water. Claudia inhaled. That was close. The large ghost tried to possess her. She threw back her brown hair. Claudia used the claws as weapons. They reached the bottom, although the stair continued. “God with us!” Julius called. He leaped down to challenge the enemies.

The bats squeeked. Julius landed before the empty cell. The skeletons hid behind the shrubbery. They tore down the green-life. Julius made a glide into the alcove. The skeletons met him with bone clubs. They were the elite. Claudia kicked and punched. Her claws broke some ribs. Julius attacked with his arms on fire. The thunder sword was alive. The sparks illuminated the crypt. The gold knives made the skeleton to collapse. Julius twirled to meet the dead. Claudia pumped the bone-man full with sickles. He shattered into pieces. The burning cross cleaned the area of evil. “Preserve us from the wicked one.” Julius was down on his knees. He gained victory, although the hunt drained him. Claudia helped him stand. Julius picked the crystals, which made him feel better. Julius knocked some lamps. “Glory be You.” He crossed himself. “Our Father in Heaven.” Julius ate the chicken with a good appetite. He even got some water to drink. “There is no way out.” Julius looked about. Claudia was right. The alcove led nowhere. The far wall seemed to be solid. He tried to remove it. Nothing happened. “We should go back left.” Claudia suggested. Julius smiled. “Leed the way.” Claudia laughed. Her blue eyes twinkled. She picked the chest plate. The piece was made by leather. That fit her torso. Julius let it drop. They went back to the empty cell. Claudia got the right idea. The tunnel kept going left. The bats awoke. They went like a swarm. They pulled back. Julius made it rain with holy water. The bats left a pile of crystals. They shared the loot. Julius got ahead. He went down the stair. “Get down!” Claudia told. Julius did. Claudia nailed the Medusa heads. That wasn’t good. He got to be more careful. They kept moving. The lamps got closer. They reached another cave. The floor was made of pillars. Stairs led up or down into the shadow. Julius crossed himself. He couldn’t see very far. Claudia squeezed his hand. The man-beast was nervous. Julius squeezed in turn. He could do nothing to help her. Julius knew she wouldn’t remain. He exhaled. “Let’s go.” He said. Claudia nodded. They reached the initial gap. “Look.” Claudia pointed. The platforms got lowered from the ceiling. They soon disappeared from sight. Was this machinery or magic? Julius couldn’t tell. It was their only choice. “Come.” He let go. Then Julius jumped upon the moving platform. Before it might disappear, he got over to the construction. The ground was stabile. The Medusa head made him drop the issue. Julius threw axes into the air. Claudia caught up. She released the energy sickles. Julius began to climb. He got to reach atop the pillars. Claudia threw herself in front. She took the arrow ment for him. Julius managed to hold her. He stared up at the bone-archer. The skeleton rose. The bow was ready. He released the fireball. The skeleton got shot to pieces. He bent to check on his comrade. Claudia was bleeding. “Here.” He put his cape into her mouth. “Bite on this.” Claudia looked up at him. She did while Julius removed the arrow. He felt her pain. Julius used the laurels. Claudia spat the cape out. This time it was he who helped her to get up. They climbed the staircase. The Medusa heads went through the air. Julius kept back. Claudia released. He fought the bats. They got past the shooter’s location. Another stair went down to the pillars. Julius leaped. He threw daggers at them. The snake creatures burst into fire. Claudia reached him. This time a moving platform went back and forth beneath the construction. “We have to go one at the time.” The platform was to small. Claudia agreed. Julius moved for her to get across. Claudia sent him a look. But then she got aboard. Julius watched her disappear. He hoped this worked. The platform returned. He got on top. It brought him across. Claudia disposed of the skeleton. The axe armour hurled the weapon like a boomerang. Julius threw the Shuriken. He gave the heirloom all the energy he could muster. The star got large as a man’s upper body. The axe burst into fire. Julius dashed. He got up to strike the armour. The thunder sword caused sparks on contact. Claudia was on the move. She got ambushed by the Medusa heads. Julius crushed the axe. He withdrew to dodge the punch. The axe armour marched. Julius hurled the dagger forward. The enemy staggered. Then he dashed. Julius threw himself sideways. The pillars were to narrow. The armour came to cut him up. Julius met him. He struck his blade. The sword ran through. The helmet stared. There was nothing inside. Julius felt chills down his spine. He stamped with the crucifix. Flames lit and burned the armour. He raised the axe. Julius tried to release the blade. The sword was stuck. Claudia slashed her claws into the neck. The axe armour pushed him back. Claudia filled him with sickles. The armour collapsed into a heap of dust. Julius exhaled. He picked some crystals. “Follow me.” Claudia said in a low voice. They climbed down the stairs. The bats detached from the platform above. Julius made it rain with holy water. Claudia jumped to reach atop. Julius ran up the stairway. The skeleton hurled bones into the air. Claudia ripped it to pieces. Julius caught up. He watched the platform. This one appeared from inside the wall. He made the sign of the cross. It also withdrew back into the wall. Claudia changed back into her human form. She was clad in plain trousers, shirt and tunic. She went forward. Julius followed. They barely made it. This was more to his liking, though the floor was coated with dust. The crypt got smashed open. The zombies stormed to take them. Julius performed a sword storm. Then he attacked with the angel sword. Claudia kicked the head off. She got disturbed by another swarm. The bats circled about. Claudia shot them all down. Julius reached for the crucifix. He defeated the corpses. He burned the Medusa heads. They reached another opening. The air went shot the platform crushing against the ceiling. Julius approached. He got to be careful. Claudia slashed the heads. The block vanished back down. He leaped on tot as soon he could. Julius made a slide. He came up to fight the archer. The skeleton pulled back. Julius crushed the ribs. Claudia landed. She removed the bats. Julius climbed the staircase. The axe armour hurled the weapon. Julius crushed the axe. Claudia retained her true form. She stabbed her claws. The armour threw her backward. Julius hurled the axe in a high arch. He made it split in three. The knight dashed. Julius reached for the dagger. Claudia got ahead. She shot him with scythes. Julius went above the axe. He stamped with the crucifix. The armour collapsed. He let her take the crystals. He jumped down to fight the skeleton. Julius roared. He was hit. The bone-man held him in a chokehold. He hit him with a bone club. This was an elite skeleton. Julius couldn’t breathe. He kept striking. Claudia arrived. She managed to tear the bones apart. “Thank You, Lord.” Julius rasped. He used the laurels. Claudia helped him to claim the gems. That replenished his energy. Julius picked together. The platform was moving back and forth. This time it got large enough for both of them. Julius got off in time. He went upon the pillared walkway. The Medusa head came through the air. Claudia got it. Julius ran down the stair. The bone-archer fired. Julius ducked. The skeleton retreated. Claudia tried to nail him. She got cut off by another Medusa head. Julius made a glide. He threw the dagger forward. The skeleton staggered. Julius doused with holy water. That made him burn. Julius picked the crystals. Claudia arrived. She went atop the pillars. Julius reached the area. He struck the heads. Claudia tackled the skeleton. The platforms came from the ceiling. They reached the other side. The heads almost got him. Julius ducked. He was shot by the archer. Claudia struck the skeleton to pieces. She went up the staircase. She screamed. Julius hurried. Claudia made a back-flip. The large ghost moved through the air. Julius released through the gauntlets. The homing ball searched and destroyed. The figure moaned. He kept coming. Claudia hid her face. She went back down. Julius stood his ground. He threw the crystal. The large ghost got blasted into oblivion. That was the intention. The ghost remained. Julius crossed himself. He touched the book. The large ghost burned itself out upon the great spinning books. Julius relaxed. He picked the crystals. Claudia reached him. “I’m sorry.” She hung her head in shame. “I should be the guide.” Claudia inhaled. “Instead, I ran like a coward.” Julius forced her to meet his gaze. Claudia retained human form. “I warned you.” Julius told, though he was neither angry nor disappointed. “To hunt the night is never easy.” He made the sign of the cross. “You chose to come. I won’t think less of you, if you wish to turn back.” He left her behind. This was her decision. He couldn’t make it for her. Julius went down to continue the search. The vent sent the platform sky-high. Julius slashed the Medusa heads. Claudia shot the bats. “I won’t leave you.” She told. “This is my home.” She went through the air. “You fight to save my people.” She got atop. “I have to help you.” She leaped beyond. Julius got to wait for the next approach. He got upon the pillars. Claudia went ahead. The bones told she smashed the skeleton. Julius went down the staircase. The man-beast encountered the axe armour. He hurled the weapon like a boomerang. Julius stamped it out with fire. Claudia kicked him in the head. The armour staggered. Then he dashed. Julius hurled the gold Shuriken. Claudia threw herself flat on the platform. The enemy was struck. He stopped to throw the axe. Julius crushed the weapon. Claudia leaped to release the scythes. The armour glowed. He grasped her to crush her. Julius hurled the crystal. The axe armour fell apart. Claudia had a deep breath. Julius tapped her shoulder. He went to find the next platform. This one moved back and forth into the wall. Julius touched the crucifix. He tightened the grip. Claudia cut up the Medusa heads. She shot the bats. Julius jumped. He got on board. Julius didn’t wait. He moved the distance. He landed upon solid ground. The cell was empty, because the skeletons got released. Julius made a row of fireballs to fall down. Then he went into battle. Claudia got across. She changed into her true form. They fought back-to-back. The man-beast used her claws for weapons. The bats flapped about. Julius threw axes into the air. He was too preoccupied. Claudia shone with man-beast power. She hurled herself among the skeletons. Julius challenged the bone-thrower. The skeleton hurled several bones into the air. Julius made a forward trust. The thrower made a back-flip. Julius struck him down. The enflamed daggers finished the deal. The skeleton collapsed. Claudia removed the other skeletons. The bats landed on him. Julius doused himself in holy water. That made them burn. Julius picked the crystals. “Here.” Claudia looted the man-beast corpse. “I think they might fit you.” Julius arched an eyebrow. He shrugged. Julius put on a pair of armour-protected black gloves. She was right. The leather protected the grasp. He retrieved the gauntlets. Julius unsheathed the Stellar sword. Claudia continued. The cave went straight for a while. The crypt was closed. The fence got lowered into place. Julius recognised the mechanism. “You have to take care of the monsters.” He told. Claudia nodded. She moved into a defensive posture. Julius inhaled. He struck the switch. Julius prayed there would be no goblins about. The zombies rose from the floor. Claudia moved to strike them. Julius bit together. He kept hitting the switch. The zombies climbed. Claudia snarled. She released the scythes. The fence was slowly rising. The fight continued. Julius was fierce with determination. Claudia was pushed to the limits. The gate finally clicked into place. Julius threw himself upon the zombies. They kept together. The corpses soon burned to ashes. He let her take the crystals. Julius went through the gate. The chamber was round in shape. The tombs were large. He crossed himself. There was an alcove ahead. They reached inside. Claudia removed the bats. Julius checked the mechanism. It looked like the one he found in the caves. This really would be difficult. He stepped upon the switch. “We got five minutes.” He told. Claudia checked the time board. She shuddered. The countdown had begun. He knew. Julius had a deep breath. Then he ran back out into the crypt.

Forgotten cave, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

Anna shook water from her hair. She reached the surface. The cave was quiet. Anna crawled upon the rock. She felt like a mermaid. That made her smile. The bats got interested. Anna used the war force. The blue gem kept her from freezing. Anna danced to release fireballs. The bats burned. She leaped from the rock and into the cave. Anna got ashore. She managed to secure the map. The dancing girl bent to inspect it. The lamps didn’t give much light. Anna managed to translate the outlines. She replaced the scroll. Anna would need it later. The mermen jumped from the water. They gathered to fetch her. Anna screamed through telepathy. The mental force made them retreat. Anna danced. She defeated the mutants. They tried to take her while swimming through the submerged area. The cave went silent again. Anna felt forgotten somehow. She threw it aside. The dancing girl reached for the crucifix. She exhaled. Anna decided she better have a look around. She heard the sound of the waterfall. Anna moved down the stream. The passage grew wider. The catwalk came to a halt. She would have to jump. The water looked deep. That wouldn’t stop her. Anna could breathe underwater. She might turn back. Then Anna got no more time. The mermen were back.

Abandoned mine, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The heat had become a problem. Marina touched her forehead. She got a real headache. The naiad longed for calmer water. Marina huddled together upon the ledge. The aquamarine piece gave an edge. Marina sighed. She cast the frost spell. The bats gathered. She made them to scatter. Someone leaped on her. Marina was pushed to the floor. The skeleton almost got her. Cedric was back. He looked like having a hard time. The man-beast rose to shoot the bag of bones to pieces. Marina got back on foot. She was sweating. The desire was rising to a peak. Marina tried to resist the wizard’s curse. She couldn’t. Marina felt all dazed. Cedric noticed. He growled. The man-beast tied her up inside the robes. Cedric then threw her over his left shoulder. He treated her like a bag. In her present state, that felt rather funny. Cedric went down the mine. He shot the bats while climbing. The heat was only getting worse. She felt more worry about another fire. Marina tried to move. “Keep still.” Cedric told. “You only make matters worse.” He was kind. Marina wept. She wished Cedric would hold her again. She despised herself for this craving. He didn’t mind about her. Not this time. Cedric held onto the cliff for dare life. He really was brave. The bats swooped to take them.

Vertical prison, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

They reached the end. Thomas went to have a look. The bats squeeked, he threw garlic at them. The cells were empty. “I pray Iris didn’t mix up.” Charles sent him a look. Thomas made a grimace. The man-beast was a nice fighter. He was desperate. Thomas knew that feeling all to well. He pushed it aside. The corpse of a dead man-beast lay up against the wall. Thomas sniffed the air. “He isn’t one of ours.” Charles moved to kick the corpse. Then he thought better of it. Thomas growled. He chose to be a dark-breed, although he got a strong connection with their tribe. Cedric looted the body. Patrick shrugged. He went to climb the steps. The prison really was vertical. Everything went down. Thomas hoped he wouldn’t end up there too. He shook the feeling. Charles caught up. He threw scythes at the bats. Thomas picked the gems. They became turned into rounds of ammunition. He reloaded the shotgun with cross bullets. This made him feel much safer. Thomas touched the crucifix. He kept the cross tied around the wrist. The stair reached home. The cells where occupied. The skeletons got released. The bats went in a swarm. Charles released the scythes. Thomas changed into his true form. The halberd blazed with dark-breed power. Whisp howled.

Castle outer wall, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

He howled his defiance. The guards withdrew. Luna picked with the end of her hair. The giant bun went all the way down her back. He was only one man-beast. Luna got more than 300 soldiers, and then she didn’t account for the red knights. Insurrection was spreading throughout the city. Luna picked upon the distinctions. She should let the bone-archers finish this for her. The stubborn man-beast got ready for action. She decided no. Luna couldn’t take the responsibility. The leadership council decreed that they were to be taken alive. So be it. “Take him!” The young girl lifted both arms above her head. “For the prince of Darkness!” Her fist burned red with fire. That was the count’s salute. Luna knew she could be persuasively beyond her youth. The town guards hailed. They moved to execute. Luna remained at the viewpoint. She would like to engage the man herself. Damien told her to stay behind. Luna made a disgusted grimace. He only wished to secure his harlot. Damien Frost couldn’t possibly be the Dark Lord incarnate. The man-beast was forced into an impossible position. His defiance was incredible. Luna already noticed. He kept fighting on beyond defeat, a slaughter without meaning. She felt a drift. This was such a waste.

Theatre, the vampire’s tower. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The scene was littered with the wooden remains of the macabre puppets. Iris barely survived the battle. They were only marionettes. She shuddered. No, they were more than that. The white lion embraced herself. She was that close to tears. This was her home. But Iris began to doubt if it would become again. The man-beast would kill Giuseppe with her own hands. Although he was a relative of her, he brought evil to their lair. Iris gathered. She went across the stage. Iris would take the throne, which was hers by both blood and right.

The crypt, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

They came back. Claudia leaned against her knees. This was the third time. She was breathing heavily. But this time, they might enter. Julius pushed the gate open. He made the sign of the cross. Claudia gathered. She exposed the claws. Julius unsheathed his blade. They continued. Claudia stopped. The chamber wasn’t that large. But it was strange. The great statue flouted in the air. The smaller one seemed to keep it in limbo. They got to climb across. Neither of them wished to get stuck. Julius remained to study. Claudia reached the other end.

The sculptures seemed like they wished to tell him something. Julius felt the flow of dark magic. The greater one somehow absorbed the force. Claudia was coming back. Something flashed. “Get down!” Julius channeled through the gauntlets. The dead hands caught his grip. Julius shrieked as they drained his energy. He struggled to get free. They wouldn’t let go. “In the name of the Father, the Son and of the holy Ghost!” He called in desperation. “I call you forth into the light! And cast you back into Hell!” The voice of a priest, and the name of the Lord, made the hands to let go. “To be destroyed by fire.” Julius staggered back. “Punaguchi!” Christopher Belmont encountered that monster in 1576. The hands showed him the finger. No. It didn’t. Upon the left hand’s fourth finger sat an iron ring, forged with pieces of red gold. Claudia arrived. She shot a storm of scythes. The hands blocked with a strange scarlet force-field. The energy made out the image of a cloaked and hooded being. Julius advanced. He struck with the thunder sword. The dead hands released a storm of fireballs. All mixed up with a blizzard made of ice shards. Julius threw the crystal. The impact consumed the magic force. Punaguchi made lightning strike from its fingertips. “Preserve us from the wicked one!” He made the sign of the cross. Claudia grasped the dead hands. Dark force got channeled through her body. The man-beast shrieked with misery. “Claudia!” Julius cried. She got to live. “God with us!” He made the sign of the cross. His spirit was a weapon. Julius made homing balls to fall down. The dead hands got bombed. Claudia fell into a heap. Julius forged the angel sword. He repelled electricity. He threw the axe in a high arch. The hands where hit. Blood drops hit the floor. The hands charged up. Julius sidestepped the Chaos shot. The ball rebounded. Julius kept dodging. He made it rain with holy water. The Chaos spell might steal an item. Julius didn’t have time. He released the fireball. It chased and destroyed. The hands where burned. Julius was struck. The hands went like a battering-ramp. He felt like the ribs cracked. The crucifix burned the enemy. How did Christopher defeat the groups of this evil? He shook his head. Julius was able to lift the curse, though the ribs still hurt. The dead hands reached his shoulders. They kept him in place as the bats squeeked. They came to drink his blood. Julius bit together. He made a row of meteors to fall down, which made him stagger. The gems gleamed upon the ground. The dead hands drained his energy. “In the name of Jesus of Nazareth!” Julius got free. He picked the gems. The hands reached. Julius made a glide. He came up with the sword in hand. The enemy turned pitch black. Julius felt chills down his spine. “I fear not.” He challenged. “Even though I walk beneath the shadow of the valley of Death.” David, the king, composed long ago. So it was told. The hands charged. Julius made it rain with holy water. The hands where burned. The fingers spread in a gesture of surrender. Then they crumbled into ashes. Julius picked the ring. He put it in a purse. Julius paid little attention. He ran to check on the man-beast. Claudia was still alive. His ribs hurt. He used the laurels to heal their wounds. Julius even removed her cursed state. Claudia got up. She changed into her true form. Julius picked the gems. They replenished his energy. That was nice. Julius still wished to figure about the statues. But he decided it could wait. Claudia opened the next set of doors. They reached into another tunnel. Julius unsheathed the sword.

Cemetery, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

This was not a part of the crypt. Julius defeated the bats. Claudia held the lamp. She warned him about the spike beds and traps. They climbed a long staircase to reach this area. They came out of the cave. Julius looked around. They where back at the beginning. “This is the cemetery.” Claudia told. “The resting-place of the common people.” He touched the crucifix. They were a bit to the left and beneath the entrance bridge. Julius wondered if there might be an exit up there. He didn’t find anything. He sighed. The clashes of waves struck against the foundation of the citadel. This was the proper place for the cemetery. The grand view of the underground lake eased even his tension. Julius bowed his head. He made the sign of the cross. There where no evil here. The man-beasts were at peace. The tombs and buries where not disturbed, nor would he. Other caves and tunnels were carved out of the mountain. “May they rest in peace.” Julius approached. Claudia gave him the lamp. They moved around the cemetery. That brought them to close to the lake. Julius tightened the grip upon the sword. His doubt was justified. The mermen leaped from the sea. Claudia dashed. She used the claws for weapons. She hit hard with the energy scythes. The bats got disturbed. They kept walking. The bats came in swarms. Julius got into a defensive stance. He forged the pyre sword. “God with us!” He called. Claudia finished with the mermen. She got assaulted by the zombies. Julius twirled with the blade. They where not reanimated man-beasts. This was the art of necromancy. Julius put it aside. He got to defeat the bats. He didn’t wish to think that a second necromancer might be waiting. The swarm left a pile of crystals. Julius picked while he struggled. Claudia came up behind him. They fought back-to-back. The zombies rose from the grave. A second pack of mermen leaped from the sea. They got hard pressed. Slowly, step by step, he began to approach. The bats where getting fewer. Julius knocked the candles. He found other crystals. Julius had no use for the money, though he put some coins into the wallet. They reached beneath the shadow of the entrance bridge. The bats hung from that construction, although the pillars disappeared within the lake. Julius noticed this part of the cemetery hadn’t been in much use. Either they didn’t reach this far, or it was some other reason, the zombies kept rising. Claudia growled. “They are the remains of the men which followed the order of shadow.” Julius crossed himself. He didn’t want to know. Desmond Belmont challenged the order in 1666. He was the great grandson of Christopher Belmont. Julius brandished. He struck the sword through the chest of the corpse. The heart was their only weakness. He hurled the vials. That removed the monsters. The end of the cemetery also looked out on the lake. Julius crossed himself. The final caves where barred like a prison. Claudia also noticed. “Miranda! Rufus!” She ran forward. Some of the man-beasts looked up. Julius reached for the crucifix. How could all these people be in captivity? There where only a few guards. Claudia challenged the group. The town guard aimed their crossbow weapons to shoot her. The red knights met the charge head on. They were so quick that the sitadel soldiers didn’t get room to release their onslaught. That could only be a matter of time. Julius wouldn’t give them that chance. He threw some vials toward the bats. Julius picked the crystals. Then he advanced. The brown foxes spread out to meet him. Julius wasn’t stupid. They would overwhelm him if he didn’t do something quickly. He wasn’t the heir to the house of Belmont. Julius was a descendant of Maxim Kishine, although the founder of the family was the daughter of Christopher Belmont. Julius released with a sword storm. He impaled the soldiers. They burned to ashes. Julius mourned their demise. The foxes were living beings, children of the universe. The man-beasts cheered his victory. Julius had no mind. He went to help his companion. The red knights pressed her against the terrace. Mermen leaped to take her. The monsters would feed her, piece by piece, to their tadpoles. That wouldn’t happen. Not as long he was alive. “God with us!” He sounded the war cry of the Belmonts. The Graves and Kishine bloodline still used it in battle. Like the descendants of Morris Baldwin. The blade was painted red with fox blood. Claudia straightened up. She howled her challenge. They never gave up. Not before being cut to pieces. Julius smiled. It wasn’t funny. The red knight was an elf. He brandished with greater skill then Julius. His throat got tore open by the man-beast. Julius swallowed. He turned round to meet another knight. She was a fox. The blue fur was in contrast to her grey, brown and red uniform. The dual went back and forth. Neither got the upper hand. Julius was too occupied to summon his mystics. She grinned, though she was tired. Julius kept back. He used a defensive strategy. Claudia didn’t. She threw herself upon the knight’s back. They fought for a while, though the fox got no chance. Claudia soon killed her with a scythe to the neck. Julius sighed. He knocked the candle. The morning-star forged the platinum sword. Julius touched the blade. The pale metal seemed to shine beneath his living hand. “Great is the mystery of faith.” He breathed. Julius made the sign of the cross. Claudia let be the corpse. She looked beaten, though not defeated. She retained her human form. Claudia smiled. She looked like a cat with the milk box. Julius shook his head. He never figured about the women folk. He shouldn’t bother. Though there was much talk of mending the tradition. That was a leftover of elder practicion which lingered from before the monkish reformation of the 11th. century. Julius kept to the reformers. The Lord was enough for any man or woman who pledged their lives into the hands of God. Julius dismissed. That was none of his business. The conclave would decide. Julius went to unlock the doors. The shriek made him stop. The creature bat arrived.

Forgotten cave, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The harpy died. Anna touched the crucifix. The bird women lived up here. She got to climb. They attacked when she tried to fly. Anna reached for the shoulder. The tattoo almost concealed the scar. She reached atop. The harpy stabbed. The knife should pierce her heart. Anna ducked. She caused chain lightning. The window carving was marked with ancient signs. Anna couldn’t read them. She shrugged. The little witch might tell. But then again, Marina wasn’t around. She let it drop. This marking might grant access to that other cave. She stepped out upon the polished platform. Anna gathered her force. She transformed into the Phoenix. Anna sung to the lord of waters. The Arch Angel got to listen. He did. The water was rising to flood the area. Though it only went thus far. Anna retained her human form. She could no longer speak, or sing. Anna longed to retain her voice, although telepathy worked fine to communicate. That wasn’t enough. Not by far. Anna shrugged a second time. There was nothing she might do about the matter. Anna got work to do. She leaped from the cliff. Anna dived into deep water. She might breathe. She still thought about that. The mermen were back. That was another problem. Anna was ready. She cast the magic spell.

Abandoned mine, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The heat must be like in Hell. Cedric did the right thing when tying her up. For the first time in a long while, the naiad got time to analyse herself, although the bats flapped and squeeked. Marina could relax. The man-beast handled the fight. The wizard cast the spell on her. That shouldn’t be possible. The river daughters were protected. “In the shadow of the demon castle, evil thrive and flourish.” Julius warned them. Marina didn’t heed. She wished she did. Now, it might be too late. The naiad shed a tear. She got to have someone. That was the only way to prove her worth. She wasn’t like Anna. The dancing girl got a great appetite. Marina didn’t. She fought to get free. The naiad would prove herself to the man-beast. She closed her eyes. This wasn’t right. Marina was worth more then this. She tried to focuse inward. There got to be an answer to all this. If only she could solve it. They reached a second alcove. Cedric put her down. He got ambushed by the skeletons. He ripped the bonds open. Then he shot toward the mammals. Marina staggered. She was adzed. “Get it, naiad.” She told herself. Marina released with a wave of pure water. The aquamarine stone granted power. She smiled. The skeleton broke apart. The others came to take her. Marina cast the frost spell.

Vertical prison, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

They climbed another staircase. Charles went ahead. His hands blazed with energy. Thomas got his gun. He kept a sharp lookout. The bats flapped abroad. They might still attack. They finally reached the bottom. Thomas held the cross. This was the real bottom. Half the shaft was occupied with cells. Though they where empty. That giant statue rested upon firm ground. He went to have a drink. The Sphinx statue poured a stream into the basement. The stream looked clear and fresh. Thomas was careful, though the water was alright. The cold liquid refreshed him. Thomas would like a real bath. There was no time. Beside, the spring was to cold. He shrugged. Marina would like it. She became rather frustrated after what happened in the guest house. Thomas sighed. He let go of the cross. The dark-breed turned to leave. Charles went for the tunnel. He didn’t care to drink. The doors had rusted ages ago. Thomas frowned. How could that be? The air was real dry. He let it drop. Thomas was no expert. His father was found of such things. He reconstructed the castle in the forest. Thomas shuddered. He went after the man-beast. The light was real bad. Though he noticed the cells were empty. He crushed the skeleton. The air got stirred. They reached another cavern.

Village of Ondol, Warakiya. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The wind was picking up. The snow whirled about his head. The weather was bad. It lasted for a while. Kay had no mind, although he was freezing. He pulled the jacket closer. The white scarf was tied around his neck and ears. Kay searched for his girlfriend. Gerda got to be here somewhere. He never found a body. Kay hid behind the corner. The wind wasn’t that bad. Kay made a grimace. He had been cold for so long. He still pondered the words of the oracle; to search a dead among the dead. He didn’t get that part. Kay let it drop. This was a village for the dead alright. Had Gerda become turned into a vampire? He dried the tears before they might freeze. Kay shook his head. He couldn’t allow himself to think of such matters. He would find her. And bring her back to the resistance movement. Kay tightened the scarf, and pulled the cap low, before returning out into the storm. Kay got to bend his body to not be pushed back. Renate and Tobias thought him mad. Kay was nothing of the sort. Although they left, he would continue the search. Kay would never give up. And if he failed, if she died, he would find those responsible. Kay would work such vengeance that even the Dark Lord would shiver upon his throne. With fire burning within, he continued the chase.

Terrace, the vampire’s tower. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The bats squeeked. Iris hid behind the table. She reached the area after much battle. They were not here. Iris released the scythes. She turned into her true form. The bone-archers got ready to fire. The harpies kept dashing from the blind side. The bird women got no arm. They tried to nail with feathers or to take her away. Iris leached herself upon the enemies. The archers failed. The harpy shrieked when the white lion tore her apart. The mystic force blazed about her body. Iris crushed the skeleton to pieces. She would conquer the city.

Cemetery, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

Some of the guards survived. The red knight and town guard held her captive. Claudia snarled. She tried to get free. The soldiers kept her back. They were immune to her magic. The witches use some sort of talisman. Claudia got to break free. Julius was alone. He fought the creature bat. He struggled to save the tribe, to save her life. Claudia was proud such a man would aid them. She would help him also. Julius struck his blade. The monster dashed. Julius dodged the claws. The beast tried to bite him. The hunter struck. Claudia cheered.

The man-beasts fought to break the doors. The creature bat swept to slash him. Julius made a glide, the monster ment to air-bomb him. Like the big bats did with the sons of Gabriel. Julius threw the shuriken. He used no mystics. That would make the witches notice. He wounded the creature bat already. The monster tried to snatch the item. Julius leaped. He stamped with the crucifix. The creature bat shrieked, Julius retrived the Shuriken. The image of God fried the foul flesh. The monster slashed with both claws. Julius made a back-flip. The monster bat flew into the air. Julius hurled the vial. The demon cried its pain and malice. He was burned. Julius hid his ears. The man-beasts fell back. The creature bat came in with a swooping attack. The priest held up the Cleymore. The platinum sword shone in the dark. The legends told that Desmond Belmont used such a weapon when fighting Dracula in 1666. He shook it off. Julius got to prove his own valour. The demon bat bit into his neck. Julius roared. He struck down with the blade. The creature bat let go. Blood oozed from its wounds. Julius was able to remove the cursed state. The damaged villain licked its wounds. Then he screamed. Julius pulled back. He held the crucifix high. The demon flinched, though he released with a flurry of acidic blood drops. Julius barely saved himself. He channeled through the gauntlets. The flames protected his body. The creature bat spread its wings. Julius leaped. The arms where still on fire. The enflamed martial arts burned the monster. He fell back down. Julius got pressed to the floor. Claudia screamed. Julius fought to reach the blade. The creature bat tried to bite him. Blood ran from the wounds. They smoked upon the stone. Be what may be. Julius had no choice. The crystal exploded on contact. The creature bat got hurled away. Julius was left gasping on the ground. The monster got back on foot. Then it screamed, or tried to. The creature bat collapsed into a heap. Julius sighed with relief. The creature bat almost killed him. Julius felt broken, although the plate and mail gave some protection. Julius crawled to pick up the orb. The crystal ball lit his hand and body. Julius was refreshed. He got back up to collect his items. “Die! Belmont!” It was like he feared. The witches got attracted. The young woman swept above. The second witch jumped off to strike with the broom. Julius pulled back. That might inflict a cursed state. He might even become knocked out cold. “I shall keep my promise.” Julius decided to even the odds. Before the witches might prepare more devilry, he ran over to open the cage. The prisoners ran outside. The witches were not without aid. The zombies rose from the grave. A swarm of bats whirled from high above. The man-beasts knew how to fight. Julius went to search for Claudia. She got to be here somewhere. “Stand where you are.” The witch demanded. Julius stopped. The soldiers kept her back. “The Belmont.” The witch gloated. “At last I have you.” Julius kept still. The witch was a high voluptuous woman, with black hair and green eyes, only clad in dark robes. The gloved hands reached for him. A ring of gold was upon her finger. Julius noticed the green stone. It was an emerald. He shook it off. Around them, the battle got more intense. “Whore of Satan.” He muttered beneath his breath. “I know who you are.” Julius made the sign of the cross. “I am the servant of the Kingdom. Do not try to dominate me.” He spoke proud words, though he worried about his comrade. The tall witch fought for control. For a while, it seemed like the fury was getting the best of her. Julius could tell. The name of the Lord would fright, enrage or upset all of Satan’s children. “I have an upper hand.” She pretended being sweet, like honey. Though she sent chills through his blood. “Let her go.” The foxes exchanged nervous glances. They saw him in action. The soldiers knew what he could do. “But that would be no fun.” She must be 21 at least. But right now, she sounded like a spoiled child. “What do you want?” Julius asked. He was tired of playing games. Although he found strength in the crystals, it had been a hard time. “I want you to surrender.” That he couldn’t do. Though Claudia’s life was at stake. “Punish the wrongdoer and help the poor struggler.” Although the witch might seem like a living human, Julius knew better. The witch was an inhuman find of strong magical powers. He might still surprise her. It might cost him. Let be the will of the Lord. The light magic pendant shone bright and pierced her eyes with blazing light. Julius was amazed. He was unsure if this was how the sons of Gabriel used it. Never mind. The witch was thrown off balance. The foxes let go of their prey. “Nice.” Claudia grinned. She wasted no time to clip the soldiers with energy scythes. Julius got other business. The man-beast might take care of herself. The witch was still the greatest threat. He was neither judge nor executor. Though he went forth to end her life. She already raised her gloved hands to cast a death spell. “God with us!” He pierced through her body. The blade reached out from between her shoulders. Julius felt contempt, although he turned the blade round before retreating. The witch was dead. The body was consumed by fire. Julius made the sign of the cross. “Forgive her.” Julius said. “She didn’t know what she did.” He hoped it would be that way. Julius was a priest. The souls of all his fellowman should be his concerned. Though it was to great a task. Claudia went to support her tribe. Julius looted the corpse of the man-beast. He found a sort of addition to the gauntlets. The heavy claws might give an edge in battle. Julius thought he might use them to climb up the wall. They merged with the gauntlets. “Great is the mystery of faith.” He said. Julius left the matter. He went out to join in the fight, although the battle was over. Claudia was helping her tribesman to sit. “Okay, Miranda.” Claudia told. “That should be enough.” She closed the bottle. “Thank you, Rufus.” She smiled. The man-beast nodded. He put the container into a purse. Miranda really looked much better. The wounds got healed, though the tunic was stained with blood. “Thank you for saving us.” The other female got on foot. Rufus agreed. “If the queen was still alive.” He said. “She would make you a friend of the tribe.” Julius shook his head. “Cornell made us years ago.” Carrie Fernandez had to explain it to Reinhardt Schneider and Henry Oldrey. He let it drop. It wasn’t really important. Julius told them about Iris. Claudia beheld the group. “What do you say about it?” She asked. “To restore the tribe.” Rufus spoke their mind. “Down with the order!” Miranda cheered. The others joined the challenge. Julius touched the crucifix. They where already plotting how to reach their princess. Julius turned to leave. He wished to have another look on that statue. Claudia caught up. He sent her a look. “I thought you would go with the others.” He said. She shook her head. “Iris told me to guide you.” She cleared her voice. “Beside.” Claudia changed into her true form. “You need my help.” Julius considered. Then he let it pass. He enjoyed her company. “Thanks.” Claudia shrugged. They went back through the cemetery. The place went quiet. The other man-beasts were climbing up to reach the great gate. They were part of the Lycan tribe, like all humans were related. Though the man-beast were a tribe by themselves, as a nation were different from the multitude. Although Claudia might not put it that way. They could be rather ethnocentric, and didn’t want to be mixed up with the werewolves. Julius reached for the crucifix. That was none of his business. It was his people who began a war because of to great patriotism. Julius dismissed. They had returned to the opening. Claudia went ahead. Julius touched the blade. He got to find the dark magic pendant. But were could it be? He followed the man-beast. Julius got to figure it out.

Deathly waterfall, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The water was black and unhealthy. Anna didn’t dare to swim. The witches taunted her position. Anna had no time for vengeance. The death dragon was resurrected. She didn’t thought they got it in them. The corpse polluted the spring. The knees and claws might be used as platforms. The zombie couldn’t fly. That didn’t mean anything. He breathed flames at her. Anna would be no maiden in distress. She was not a virgin to be eaten. She dodged the attack. The skull might be the only weak spot. The death dragon released a storm of fireballs. The star field saved her life. She leaped up to strike the head. The wenches winched. That served them right. The force knock and kick threw the head sideways. Anna reached the leftmost claw. She was tired after climbing the waterfall. The monsters attacked without mercy. The death dragon flapped his wings. The gust almost threw her away. Anna fought to keep standing. She caused chain lightning. The dragon was hit. He knocked against the floor to make the rocks fall down. The water clashed against the walls. Anna made a meteor dash. The dragon tried to crush her. She reached the left knee. The corpse breathed. Anna went to climb the wall. She released more energy. The dragon pulled back. She struck home.

Abandoned mine, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

Marina knocked the candles. The red glow gave enough light. She picked the morning-star. The “Blood pain” changed into a longer weapon. The “Black pain” looked powerful. Marina smiled. She crushed the skeletons. Cedric defeated the bats. She got excited. The man-beast looked so handsome. Cedric retained his human form. “Drop it.” He bent to retrieve the rope. “If you don’t want me to tie you up.” Marina blushed. She released the fairies. Water poured in her soul. They handled the bats. They granted her power. “No.” Marina picked together. “No thank you.” She cracked a smile. “Fine.” Cedric growled. He went over the ledge. He would climb the walls. Marina was unsure. The heat was a problem. She didn’t feel alright. Cedric was waiting for her. He shot the bats. Marina might climb upon his shoulders. She dismissed. She could make it. She wouldn’t be like a child on her parent’s back. Marina bit together. She felt another eruption. She stepped toward him. Marina licked her lips. She forced herself to remember. She didn’t have to prove anything. Marina swallowed her desire. She got upon his shoulders. Cedric began climbing. Marina kept a lookout for monsters. She threw the silver knives. The bats squeeked. Marina cast the whirlwind spell.

Vertical prison, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

They got surrounded. Thomas retained his true form. The man-beasts were quiet. The skeletons and bone-throwers, the witches, orcs and goblins beheld them. They got ready. Some brandished their weapons. Whisp howled his challenge. He got the halberd. The weapon blazed with energy. Charles revealed his claws. The man-beast got ready to protect his city. Whisp nodded. This might be their final battle. Although it where the bats which swept in first. He released through the gauntlets. Charles moved into action. He used the claws for a weapon. Whisp wasn’t lacy. He threw the stakes before dashing forward. The halberd crushed through their numbers. The orcs used their clubs or scimitars to keep him back. The goblins hid behind their shields while using short spears to frustrate him. The harpies picked him off of the floor. Whisp released a flurry of flames. The harpies shrieked. They let him fall. Thomas retained his human form. That didn’t matter. He threw garlic at them. The women exploded. That didn’t put them out of the battle. There were other harpies. Thomas hurled the roses. Charles got in trouble. The goblins threw their own projectiles. He crushed the skeleton. The witch smiled. Thomas shuddered. He made the sign of the cross.

Forest of Debias, Warakiya. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

They got reinforcement. Tholin was glad to see them. The dwarven dog soldiers where among the elite warriors of his society. Sheah was in command. The dwarf woman kept her braids inside the helmet. “The council thought you could need some help.” She gave her salute. The greyhound almost looked to skinny to carry the waight of her muscles and armour. That was to be seen. This special breed was born and fed to suit their people. Henry re-sheathed his blade. Earendil was talking with Daniela. She was the real leader of this army. Tobias and the Dawn twins approached. Sheah dismounted to hail them. The raven came to sit on his shoulder. “We found the mansion.” Virginia spoke in his ear. Tholin touched the axe. His thought and memory filled with the sight of battle. “Thanks.” He told the bird. Virginia leaped into the air. She circled the band. Tholin joined with the others. He was interested to hear about their plans. The dwarves would do their part. The vampire would be cleaned off the countryside. Mahal moved them in loop patterns. It was a long time ago since they last marched to fight alongside the humans. Tholin shrugged his shoulders. The Centaurs where coming back. Bern was their leader. Tholin would hear what they had to say.

Throne room, the vampire’s tower. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The gates were closed. Iris moved the curtains aside while moving down the corridor. She had come far to reach this area. The chandeliers were the only source of light. The great stain-glass windows revealed nothing but the cave outside. Her mother once sat in throne within this chamber. Now, all was dust and decay. Iris got a bad feeling. The silent gloom was foreboding much trouble. Iris had a deep breath. She got to stay focused. Thus she might regain her right. Iris pulled aside some other curtains. She stopped. Iris reached the throne.

The crypt, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

They returned. Claudia waited for his decision. Julius beheld the statues. “I have to figure.” The hunter frowned. He touched the crucifix. “I know they try to tell me something.” She put an arm on his shoulder. Julius was so preoccupied to even notice. “I have to find it.” He muttered. “The dark magic pendant is the key.” Claudia tried to shake him awake. “I know you can.” Claudia assured. Julius returned from the reverie. He looked so tired. “I have looked everywhere.” He said. “I can’t find it.” Claudia was unsure. Then she got an idea.

The bats flapped about. Julius knew he got to solve this riddle. “You should search the upper level.” Claudia said. He sent her a glance. “What do you mean?” Julius asked. The man-beast shook her head. “The stair was broken.” Julius blinked. “You remember that cave in which we found the sealed door?” Claudia pointed ahead. “I do.” Julius said. “I didn’t know there was another way.” Claudia smiled. “You couldn’t reach it.” Julius shrugged. He wasn’t really much of a climber. “You might use the claw gauntlets to get up.” Julius almost hit himself. But of course, he realized it himself. Julius let it drop. “Let’s go then.” He said. Claudia smirked. She didn’t try to hide it. Julius sighed. They managed to get past the sculptures. Then he went out into the crypt. The lamp gave enough light. The candles still burned. Claudia told the truth. There was a broken staircase. Why didn’t he notice before? “The order destroyed it.” The man-beast remarked. Julius nodded. He went for the wall. Julius worshipped the Lord. The claw gauntlets gave the edge he needed. It might be difficult to climb and to fight at the same time. That rests with the Lord. Julius began to climb. The bats flapped about. Claudia got along. She shot scythes at the enemies. That made them to burn. The harpies swooped to throw daggers. Julius released the homing ball. The blast searched and destroyed. He groaned when hit by feathers. Claudia shot a flurry. “Keep climbing.” She hissed. “I handle the enemies.” Julius shook his head. He still got power to help her. He made a row of fireballs to fall down. That burned the harpies. They kept climbing. There should be bone-throwers or dragon heads up here. The bats and harpies didn’t leave. Claudia did as best she could. Julius kept releasing homing balls. He claimed some crystals. He would liked to meet them on even ground. That was impossible. The bird women didn’t fight fair. Julius made a grimace, so much happened these last days. He finally reached atop. Another corridor led into the mountain. “This place looks more elegant.” He told his companion. Claudia didn’t answer. The harpy had landed. She was about to strangle the man-beast. “God with us!” Julius unsheathed the platinum sword. The bats came to bite him. He presented the crucifix. The swarm flew straight up just as Claudia shot the harpy into oblivion. She stopped to regain her breath. Julius was concerned about her. Claudia soon gathered. She led him down the tunnel. Julius kept his sword. He would be ready. The skeletons lay sprawled upon the floor. Julius frowned. They looked different somehow, although he couldn’t put his finger on it. Coffins were at display. He tried to read the names. Julius got disturbed. Not all the bats were dead. They came in a wave. Julius doused them with holy water. Claudia spun round. She got hindered by the band of skeletons. Julius felt chills down his spine. The leader was a were-skeleton. He threw the ribs like a spread shot. Julius made a backflip. Claudia got hit by the skull. Then the other skeletons were upon her. Julius defeated the remaining bats. The werewolf skeleton dashed to meet him. Julius ducked. He got beneath the skull. The bag of bones tried to slash him. Julius struck with the sword. He forged the angel blade. The skeleton shook. Then he realised the ribs. Julius gasped. The mail saved him, although it hurt. The monster got to close. He struck with the skull. Julius stamped with the crucifix. The were-skeleton staggered, the head marked by the image of the cross. Julius used the opportunity to attack with his arms on fire. He tried to tear the skeleton apart. The werewolf skeleton got burned through, though it didn’t break. The bone-bag instead raised him up and struck him against the floor. Julius felt like every bone in his body got broken. The laurels healed him. Julius leaped to strike down with the sword. The werewolf skeleton was taken aback. The ribs snapped. Julius groaned by the impact. Then Claudia reappeared. She retained her true form. The man-beast was hurt, though she struck the enemy to pieces. Claudia then almost collapsed. Julius went to help her, though he also was tired. They supported each other. His ribs still hurt. Julius had a deep breath. He knocked some candles. “So let it be.” Julius only found some money and the crystals. They replenished his energy. Claudia also had a share. She at least looked slightly more energetic. Julius was about to jump the spike-bed, when they got other problems. The coffin moved. The burial box chased them through the crypt. Julius blinked. Claudia got out of the reverie. Before the lead might strike them, she shot it full with scythes. The coffin was thrown back down on the floor. Then it shook. “Preserve us from the evil one.” Julius crossed himself. He was ready as Claudia sidestepped. When the coffin turned, Julius opened the book. The fireballs made the box to burn. Julius threw back the hood to clean sweat of his brow. Claudia went over the spike trap. She managed to remove the other bats. Julius followed. They reached a part of the crypt in which the coffins stood on display. Julius touched the crucifix. Claudia went ahead. The coffins began to move. “Geod Lord in Heaven!” He went after the man-beast. She already got into trouble with the bats and skeletons. Julius soon found himself surrounded by the moving wood. He knew they might squeeze him to death. Julius didn’t have time for anything fancy, so he made a row of meteors to fall down. That at least gave some space. Julius wished he was the chosen hunter. Simon Belmont didn’t have much trouble with them in 1688. He let it pass. This wasn’t the time. Julius made it rain with holy water. The coffins burned. Julius forged the pyre sword. He broke the other coffins. The bats whirled. He threw daggers at them, which made them keep some distance. Julius picked the gems. Claudia defeated the enemies. Only the were-skeleton was left standing. As he watched, she got hit by the skull. The man-beast staggered backward. Julius made a glide. Then the gargoyles broke free. He made the sign of the cross. The reanimated sculptures jumped high to spit fireballs. The ring with red gold began to glow. The monsters looked bewildered. He had become invisible. Julius worshipped the Lord in his heart. The invisibility soon left him. “God with us!” Julius used the opportunity to get close. He struck with the platinum sword. The gargoyle was left sprawled on the floor. The sculpture then burst into pieces. The other gargoyle got above. Julius got beneath the three-set fireballs. He threw the axe. The monster blocked. Then he came to stab with the claws. Julius made a backflip. The gargoyle fired. Julius forged the fairy sword. The blade shone green, like sunlight in the forest. The gargoyle leaped. Julius doused him with holy water. The gargoyle broke into pieces. He picked the crystals. Claudia removed the werewolf skeleton. She collected the gems. The crypt went quiet. She smiled. Julius re-sheathed his sword. He looked toward the ceiling. There were no bats. He acknowledged. Claudia went across the spike trap. Julius followed. He thought of the death tower. The hunter dismissed. Julius leaped. He landed within the tunnel. The bats squeeked. They went for Claudia. Julius got the blade. The witch swooped down from among the shadows. Julius picked the crystal. The witch cried. The gargoyles broke free. The skeletons hid among the niches. There was a bone-thrower. Julius made a row of meteors to fall down. Claudia got rid of the bats. She released scythes at the enemies. The skeletons leaped while hurling bones. Julius smashed the gargoyles. He got to run. There were others like them. The witch giggled by his efforts. Julius really disliked her. That would have to wait. The reanimated sculptures spat sets of fireballs. Julius managed to repel. He threw the axe in a high arch. The witch got struck from her purse. The broom broke to pieces. She managed a soft landing. Julius made it rain with holy water. Time was on his side. The gargoyles got petrified. Julius groaned. He got struck by the bones. The skeleton landed to kill him. Julius stamped with the crucifix. The bone-man collapsed. He struck the gargoyle. The statue burst apart. Then he made a glide. The other gargoyle was free. He jumped high to spit fireballs. The witch held a knife in hand. The short woman got black hair. the green eyes seemed to shine in the dark. Julius didn’t meet her gaze. She might try to hypnotize him. She giggled by the effort. Julius dashed beyond. He got the fairy sword. He sliced the gargoyle open. Green blood was spilled upon the floor. Claudia made a backflip. They fought back-to-back against the skeletons. Julius threw vials at the approaching bats. He made them to burn into ashes. The witch shrieked with frustration. The coffins rattled. They got to split. Julius got beneath the coffin. He turned round to throw the stone axe in a high arch. The burial box burned into ashes. Julius frowned. Nathan Graves encountered some coffins way back in 1830. They were more difficult to defeat. Even Gabriel, the fallen founder, fought the caskets in 1047. No time to think further about that now. Or perhaps it was? Julius charged through the gauntlets. He was gifted with time. Julius released the Tempus flame. He caught the coffin. Julius grained it to pieces. The witch was upon him. Before he even knew, Julius slashed through her heart. She died before reaching the floor. Julius felt sick. She was a living woman. Julius moved a hand before his eyes. He had to pick together. Claudia fought against both the thrower and the werewolf skeleton. Julius went forward. He got stopped by the other skeletons. They made an ambush. Julius cried. The bones struck him. He felt like icy claws got buried in his chest. The bone-men had no face; though he was sure they enjoyed his misery. “God with us!” Julius cried. He released the fireballs. Julius got the crystals. He knocked the candles. Julius regained his force. He moved in among the skeletons. Julius forged the pyre sword. He groaned as the bone-men hit him. They used their bones for weapons. Julius got caught in a flurry of moving bones. He was forced backward. Julius bit together. He opened the book to release the rebounding meteors. That crushed their numbers. He still got to worry about the bats. Julius picked some crystals. Then he went to work. Julius threw the axe in a high arch. The bats exploded. Julius crossed himself before claiming the crystals. Claudia crushed the were-skeleton. The thrower leaped to strike her. The solid impact made her stagger. “God with us!” Julius cried. He threw the Shuriken like a boomerang. The bone-thrower got defeated. The man-beast picked the gems. He had no mind. Julius already got his share. Claudia went ahead. She got across the abyss. Julius looked down. He couldn’t see the bottom. Julius shuddered. He gathered and leaped. They went some distance. Claudia tried to break the fence. Julius remained calm. He used the great key. There were no seals. The lock turned without much effort. They went inside.

Deathly waterfall, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The zombie roared. The witches shrieked. Anna stood on the air while casting the star field spell. The circle of fireballs burned the enemy. Anna managed to climb on the wall. The death dragon flapped its wings. She forced in place. He struck the ground. Earth and water quaked upon the impact. Anna got upon the right leg. She caused chain lightning. The spell caused explosions. The head got thrown back against the wall. Anna leaped. This was her moment. The meteor dash collided against the skull. It didn’t break. Anna stood upon the claw. The monster tried to throw her sky high. Anna used the war force. She healed herself. She dodged the flames. Anna released her own energy. The blast went home. The dragon was so large. It was an easy target. She was getting tired. Anna pulled together. She went upon the other knee. Thus she survived the fireballs. She released a second star field. The dragon roared. He struck the head down. Anna used the opportunity to strike with the meteor dash. The skull crashed into the wall. She gathered at the other side. The dragon breathed. The space was too narrow. Anna changed into the form of the fury Phoenix. She went through the flames while singing. She trust herself into the skull. Then it was over. The death dragon burst into flames.

Abandoned mine, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The heat was too much. Marina let the aquamarine stone to engulf her, to might refresh the bubble. She struck with the “Black pain” whip. She dodged the skeleton. Marina got raised by the water pillar. They reached the bottom of the mine. Cedric removed the other skeletons. There really was nothing here, beside the statue. Marina made a grimace. That thing was so ugly. Cedric held the lamp overhead. He found it when looting a Lycan corpse. The light revealed the cells. The man-beasts hid their eyes. Marina felt sorry for them. To be kept in such a nasty place would make her turn crazy. She went to inspect the body. He might have the key. “I found it!” Cedric called. Marina felt excited. She managed to resist the urge, though not without effort. She kicked the body. An item fell from his grasp. Marina knelt to pick it. She almost gasped. Marina looked round to be sure nobody noticed. Then she put the amethyst stone upon the necklace. Cedric was busy releasing his people. Marina beamed with triumph. She told them she would make it. The pieces fit together. Marina got the power. The naiad gloated about the finding. She felt a greedy desire to possess this jewellery. Anna might keep her finery. Marina then didn’t know what happened, but the demon lord got resurrected.

Vertical prison, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The captives cheered. The witch hurled that explosive powder again. Thomas snarled. He released his power. The spinning books made the powder to burst on impact. The witch went upon her broom. The orcs came to kill him. The dark-breed howled his challenge. Whisp fired the triple shot. He charge with force. The soldiers got torn to pieces. The goblins gathered. Thomas retained his human form. He smashed the book into the floor to release multiple arching flames. The knomes got burned to ashes. Charles got pushed up against the wall. He used his claws to rip up the monsters. The harpies shrieked their hatred. The witch almost took him. Thomas grasped hold. He released his force through her body while striking her against the floor. The woman screamed. She got both burned and broken. Thomas let go of her corpse. He picked the bag of powder. The Bibuti got used by his ancestor. Thomas would use it to support the man-beasts. He fused the powder to cause a tornado of brimstone. Charles exhaled, although The dark-breed staggered. The monsters exchanged glances. Whisp howled. This was their moment. The halberd blazed. Charles changed into his true form. The monsters gathered to fight. Whisp didn’t care. He would kill and then save the people.

Courtyard, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The citadel was in an uproar. Luna had gathered as many soldiers she could. Her time was over. All she could do now was to save the pieces. The man-beast chose his own way out. He hurled himself from the castle outer wall and into the sea. Luna was impressed by his bravery, though she kept that as a secret. The order had lost. They couldn’t conquer the species a second time. Not when they got alert. “Attention.” The half-elf declared. “Gather. Show no mercy.” Damien might kill her. So what then? If he was the Dark Lord. “Forward! March!” Luna called. She unsheathed her short-sword. The red knights and town guards did the same, although they brandished scimitars, helbards or crossbow weapons. There was an excellent discipline among the soldiers. Their lines got kept in good order. Luna was proud of her band. That was why she intended to evacuate her post. Without reinforcement, either from the demon castle or of the order, the citadel was lost. The Lycan that noticed, kept away from their progress. Luna tried to convince the other soldiers to follow. Some of them did accept her offer. The leadership sent no command. Luna wondered if they might be dead already.

Throne room, the vampire’s tower. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

She was not alone. He was there. Iris beheld her cousin. The embroidered white and scarlet jacket hung down over the green velvet tunic like a short cape. The heavy gold pin was closed right beneath the laces. The white shirt sleeves couldn’t conceal his muscles. No wonder Giuseppe was the jailer. Iris growled. The man-beast had become the order’s hangman. He looked up to meet her gaze. “Welcome.” Talia Polidori stood beneath the giant stain-glass window. She was beautiful. Iris was not a lesbian. “To Hell.” The necromancer laughed.

The crypt, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

This was a rather short passage. Claudia charged her force. There was another gate ahead. Julius made the sign of the cross. She sent him a look. The priest pulled up the hood. Claudia shrugged. The platinum sword shone in his grasp. The man-beast inhaled. She went forth to battle. Nothing happened. “Deliver us from the evil One.” Julius muttered. He reached for the crucifix. They passed the row of coffins. Claudia snarled. Julius tried the key while the man-beast beheld the gargoyle statues. “The door is locked.” He remarked. Claudia didn’t answer.

She fired the scythes. What was going on? Julius soon found out. The bats went like a swarm. Claudia made them burn. They scattered to flap about. He would help her. There came a sound of cracking wood. Julius made the sign of the cross. The zombies hid within the coffins. They rose to might eat them. Julius shuddered. “God with us!” He made a glide to attack the group. Julius threw the Shuriken like a boomerang. Then he reached home. The stench almost made him to throw up. Claudia approached. She used her claws as weapons. Julius was glad she arrived. The zombies might tear him to pieces. They fought back-to-back to might defend themselves. Claudia retained her true form. Julius brandished with the sword. Then it was suddenly over. They exchanged glances above the pile of gold and crystals. Julius exhaled. He picked some jewels. They would replenish his energy. The bats came to bite him. They settled upon his body. Julius managed to stamp them out. There were too many of them. Julius touched the crucifix. The gargoyle leaped to spit fireballs. Claudia looked to have expected the move. She leached to slid along the floor and fire her mystics. Julius made it rain with holy water. The piles of bone and armour were building up. He touched the crucifix. The bone knights brandished with their swords and shields. This was his moment. The bats sped to bite him. Julius presented the crucifix. That made them to keep some distance. The skull knights approached. Julius channeled through the gauntlets. Earth was his weapon. The meteor chased and destroyed. No, it didn’t. The knights held their shields upright. Julius got to dodge his own assault. The bone knight used the shield like a battering-ramp. Julius ducked. Was this like fighting the dead warriors? He let it drop. Julius stamped the knight beneath the mail and tunic. The skull knight staggered. The other knight struck with the sword. Julius stood tall with his arms on fire. The knight got blocked in turn. Julius tried to rip him apart. The bone knight was too strong. He got hit between the ribs. Julius groaned. They marched to finish him off. Julius gathered. He hurled the knife into the closest skeleton. The knight fell back. The comrade stabbed with the sword. Julius made a back-flip. He threw the axe to might smash the gargoyle. The sculpture crashed against the floor. Julius didn’t have time to collect the crystals. He threw vials into the air. The bats got soaked. Even the bone knight got burned. Julius dashed to might take him off balance. The other knight stood in front. Julius hurled the crystal in a high arch. The skeleton got brought to its knees. Julius beheaded the knight before he might gather. The other knight pulled up to strike. Julius threw the axe. The impact knocked him to pieces. Julius exhaled. He picked the crystals. Julius felt much better. He didn’t have time to rest. Claudia was pressed hard by the gargoyles. “God with us!” Julius tightened his grip. He went to aid her. The gargoyle broke free of the combat to land before him. Julius threw himself sideways. The tripled fireballs missed him by inches. Julius struck with the platinum sword. The sculpture leaped above the assault. Julius threw himself down. The pesky sculpture stabbed with the claws. Julius hurled the crystal. The gargoyle shrieked before it burst to pieces. There were only three of them left. Julius reached for the crucifix. Claudia leaped up. The scythe ripped through the monster. The gargoyle got torn apart. “Watch out!” Julius finally got time to release the sword storm. Claudia huddled together. The gargoyles tried to escape. One of them managed. The other got blasted into oblivion. Julius picked the crystals. He soaked himself with holy water. The bats squeeked before they burned. That was the last of the mammals, although the gargoyle kept spitting fireballs. Julius made another back-flip. The beast got a nice aim. He struck with the sword to might repel them. “Good Lord!” Julius made the flames to rebound. He threw the book down to release his own fireballs. The gargoyle shot them apart. “Your time is over!” They both forgot about Claudia. She threw a spinning energy scythe right through the sculpture. The gargoyle got cut to pieces. Julius made the sign of the cross. She picked the crystals. Then the chest fell out of thin air. It got dumped upon the floor. Claudia was the first to gather. She went over to open the box. “I think we might continue.” There was only the kkey. The man-beast pulled back her hair before leaving. Julius watched her approach. He shook his head. Claudia was a hunter. She opened the gate. Julius got ahead, though he picked the book. Then he stopped. They reached another den. Julius crossed himself. The great gate was closed.

Throne room, the vampire’s tower. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

They turned. “Get back.” The lady told. “We desire no slave girl tonight.” Anna smiled, though it never reached her eyes. “Things change.” She said. Anna rescued the prisoners kept behind the waterfall. “You might speak again.” Iris somehow looked more regal in this surrounding. “I can.” Anna had used the treasure to purchase from Renon. “But who are these people?” The necromancer sat on the steps leading up to the throne. “Foolish girl.” He said. “We rule the citadel.” For a moment Anna almost forgot while beholding the seat. “The game of thrones.” She muttered. Then Anna shrugged it off. “I’m so sorry.” She said. “But you have lost.” Anna beamed. “The people are reclaiming their homestead.” The man-beasts spread to release their specimen. “They are about to reclaim the tower.” The Spaniard snarled. “Though we have the royal hostage.” He changed into his true form. “Giuseppe! No!” The Lycan smashed with the axe. Anna danced to channel the war force. Giuseppe charged with thunder. He threw the scythe to rip her. Anna sidestepped the assault. She used the meteor dash to hurl herself forward. The Lycan howled. Anna might use her telepathy to call for the others. She told them to hurry. “Talia Polidori.” The necromancer decreed. “You are to serve the order.”

Abandoned mine, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The demon lord roared in triumph. He was climbing up the mine shaft. Marina hurried. She managed to scale the walls. The demon lord resurrected disliked the chase. He made rocks to fall down. Marina brandished with the “Black pain” to redirect the stones. She released heavy flame magic. Although the fire burned, the demon laughed. He twirled with the tail to fire laser blasts. Marina threw herself into the air. She used the water pillars to reach the other side. The naiad got an idea. She dodged the rocks. Then Marina used the blood watch to stop him. She made the fairies fly. They attacked the tail. The little maids sapped the energy. Marina shuddered. She felt so cold. The demon lord resurrected broke free from the spell. He flailed with the claws to kill her. Marina opened the spell book. The little witch cast the pages to might cut up the tail. The demon roared. The pages got stuck. They made him to release drops of an ugly green blood. Marina made it rain to confuse the demon lord. She managed to sidestep the blast. Then she hurled five silver daggers. Water was her ally. The knives exploded on impact. The demon lord caught her. He would crush her. “Ulmo!” She summoned the Lord of Waters. Then she struck with the whip. The ice shards went home.

Vertical prison, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The troll hurled a rock to crush him. Whisp pulled back. The armour shone in the torch light. The dark-breed released with a cross-shaped blast of pure energy. The troll broke apart. The pieces turned to stone. The skeleton struck with the bone-club. Thomas retained his human form. The goblin was ready to fire. Thomas blocked with the large spinning books. Although the grenade exploded, he survived. Thomas dashed with the halberd blazing. He impaled the green freak before he might pick a second explosive. The harpies caught him. The sisters picked the dark-breed from the floor. The orcs gathered to fire a flurry of short spiky arrows. The harpies tried to display him like a target. Thomas unleashed with a flurry of flames. That made them to shriek. Thomas smirked. The orcs gathered for a second attack. Thomas bit together. He channeled through the gauntlets. The harpies got shot to pieces. Some of the orcs also got killed. Thomas landed in a crouched position to fire a boom from the shotgun. The bone-man got shot into oblivion. Thomas got up to collect his items. The witch threw powder at him. Thomas made a back-flip. He struck down to pierce her skull. Cedric joined in the fight. He ripped with the claws. Thomas howled his challenge. He then renewed the attack.

Forest of Debias, Warakiya. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

They reached the edge of the forest. Renate looked out on the hunting path. Tobias knelt beside her while loading the shotgun. The Centaurs led them on this way. Renate was unsure if this was the right place. The village of Kordova wasn’t that far away. Renate unsheathed her blade. They would have to go north to reach the Laruba mansion. “Wait.” Henry hissed. The soldier held tight his own weapon. “There are someone coming up the snowy forest lane.” Renate exhaled. They would have to fight eventually. The seer hoped this wasn’t the beginning. “Let them pass.” Virginia whispered in her ear. “It is best not to be spotted.” The raven was sent by Tholin. Renate acknowledged. She used her eyes instead. The trio met at the crossroad. She shuddered by the sight. There was a man, a woman and a child. She didn’t like the sight of either of them. “They are the undead.” Tobias muttered. “No.” Henry whispered. “There is only one among them.” Renate agreed. “A Lycan, a vampire and a necromancer.” Tobias tightened his grip. “Wait.” Henry held his shoulder. “They won’t stay long.” The huntsman cursed beneath his breath. Renate rolled with her green eyes. She threw back the heavy blonde hair before she kept looking. Henry was right. The trio left the road.

Throne room, the vampire’s tower. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

She answered the call. That was a pain. Talia broke into a swarm of bats. Iris screamed as the swarm went to impale her. The necromancer beheld the battle. The dark wizard never left his seat. Iris snarled. The white lion threw herself beneath the bats. Talia immediately reformed to stab with her claws and dagger. Iris shot an energy scythe straight for her face. The vampire changed into mist. She reappeared to answer the challenge. “Hellfire!” Talia hurled a single blue fireball. Iris tried to jump. The shot split in three. Iris retained her human form.

The crypt, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

They reached into the den. Claudia charged her force. The great gate was closed. “We have to continue.” Julius reached up. The bats squeeked before leaving the ceiling. The priest doused them with holy water. Claudia picked the crystals. Julius let be the lamps. He went to search for the switch. Claudia felt replenished. She went to help him. The bone knights pulled together. They carried brown tunics and chain mail above the shirt. Claudia licked her lips. The mailed hood and helmet revealed the face. Claudia fired. The bats still whirled about.

The bats squeeked before landing. Julius presented the crucifix. He found the switch, though that didn’t change anything. The bone knights approached. Julius dashed. The skull knight took him on the shield. Julius got pushed back. The harpy swooped down to kill him. Claudia got her with a scythe. Julius struck with the Stellar sword. The bone knights blocked him off. Two of them went to chase the man-beast. Julius made a back-flip. The sword stroke missed its objective. “God with us!” Julius threw the dagger forward. He made it split in three. They got buried within the knight. The other knight made a dash. Julius managed to dodge. He threw a vial. The holy water burned in a wave. The skeleton got caught. Julius crossed himself. The skull knights picked together. They marched to get him. Julius pulled back. He knew they might block his assault. The harpy flapped with her wings. The blonde released multiple pointed feathers before picking him up. Julius hurled the enflamed axe in a high arch. The bone knight got crushed. He got a better view. Claudia tore a knight to pieces. She dashed to grab the other. The bats kept her occupied. The knights withdrew. The harpy stabbed with her knife. Julius forged the fairy sword. The blonde only hurt herself. She let him fall. “Lord!” Julius cried. “Save me! I am perishing!” He spread his arms wide as the enflamed cross appeared overhead. “In the name of the Father, the Son and of the holy Ghost!” The fire burned the enemies. The priest landed back down. There was only one knight left. Julius collected the crystals. He needed to replenish his energy. Claudia fired. The bats tried to bite him. Julius picked even those crystals. The bone knight made a dash forward. He managed to sidestep. Claudia howled. She blazed on approach. The knight kept the shield in front. Not even Claudia might break the spell. Julius figured it got to be black sorcery. He got angry about the statement. He made a glide. The skeleton slashed with the blade. Julius better keep down. Claudia stabbed with her claws. The knight was taken aback. Julius got up to strike with the platinum sword. The slash struck him down. Then Julius staggered. The skeleton used the shield like a battering-ramp. Claudia picked him up. Julius gasped. She was that strong. She channeled through the knight. The undead struck with the end of his sword. Claudia staggered. She let him go. The harpy came back to support him. Julius removed the head. The bone knight struck with his blade. Julius ducked. Claudia gathered. She shot the knight into oblivion. They shared the crystals. Julius went to strike the switch. The gate began to rise. Julius was sure it wouldn’t be that easy. He was right. The goblins lay in wait. They created a new formation. The knome held up the shield, while another sat on his back, to protect the third one. Julius recognised the thrower when he hurled the grenade. “Fire in the hall!” He cried to warn the man-wolf. They dodged the explosive, although the gate went crashing down. “What do we do?” Claudia asked. She bit her lip. “I could try a dash while you keep striking.” Julius shook his head. “The goblin troop got the entire passage under control.” He reached for the crucifix. “If only there was a way to keep striking so that we both might attack.” Claudia spread her arms in submission. Julius got an idea as his hand closed upon the crucifix. “I know how to make it.” Claudia arched an eyebrow. That didn’t matter. Julius was sure he could do this. He got hidden powers. “So let be Your will.” He cast the clone summon. The figure would do as he told. “You have to strike the switch.” Julius said. “You have to make it click into place.” The clone made no remark. He began to strike. The gate opened. Julius felt a bit dizzy. He stood tall. Julius knew what he had to do. Claudia was the first in action. She dashed beneath the rising fence. Julius went to join her. The man-beast dodged the grenades. The goblin on top tried to impale her. The spear went crushing down. Julius threw three vials in a row. The knomes hid behind the shield. Although the holy water burned on impact, the goblin kept hurling. Claudia came back. She shot a series of scythes against the troop. The shield didn’t protect them all. The one on top got torn to pieces. “Get back!” The goblin still managed to hurl the spear like a javelin. It might kill her. Julius released through the gauntlets. The fireball searched and destroyed. The spear burned to ashes. Even the steel was melted. The one behind kept throwing explosives. Claudia countered as best she could. The gate clicked into place. The clone would be gone. Julius knew. That didn’t matter. “God with us!” He forged the pyre sword. The troop tried to block him out. Julius sliced the shield goblin before cutting up the bomber. The troop was dead. Claudia hurried into the next cave. Julius was sure to collect the crystals before he followed. He still felt tired after the summoning spell. Julius wouldn’t do that again. At least not for some while. No one might tell what thrived beneath the shadow of the demon castle. Julius touched the crucifix. Then he kept forward. This was another sort of place. Julius frowned. He wasn’t sure if he liked it. The man-wolves were held in prison. The chamber was oval in shape. “IM Manos Toas Domeni.” At the heart was a statue of the gorgon. Julius was unsure if she might be Stenos, Eurale or Medusa. He guessed that didn’t count. Claudia was held in chains. She was kept before the empty throne. The bone knights stripped her naked. Julius made the sign of the cross. There was a great cage underneath the platform. The demons lurked in the shadow, though Julius recognised the concubines. The lamps burned so low it was difficult to tell. Julius was sure. There lay another dead body up against the wall. He had to reach up there. But first he got to rescue the prisoners. ”Let the games begin!” Then again, he had to be flexable. There was someone, or something, within that cell. The orcs made it excited. “Lord!” Julius rose the sword high overhead. “Into Your hands I commit my soul!”

Throne room, the vampire’s tower. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The fight was on. The necromancer beheld her with wanting desire. Anna was used to such interest, though she disliked this man. Giuseppe was even worse. The Lycan brandished with the axe while shooting three scythes in quick succession. Anna danced. “Hellfire!” Iris dodged another fireball. The white lion answered with a barrage of energy scythes. Giuseppe released another thunder blast. Anna spun to block. The Lycan approached. Anna leaped. She charged up to deliver the force kick. The man-wolf grunted upon impact. Iris and Talia fought claws-to-claws. The Lycan grasped her to smash her body against the wall. Anna sent him an energy blast right in the face. The Lycan staggered. Anna got free. The man-beast got up. She forgot about their stamina. Giuseppe threw the axe forward. Anna danced to utilize with the star field. The circle of fireballs deflected the axe, although the forces connected to create a huge explosion. Anna made a meteor dash. She got to escape. The man-wolf pulled together. Anna touched her crucifix. Giuseppe was bleeding. He got hurt by the outburst of power. She licked her lips. He gathered enough to release another flurry. Then the jailer went to retrieve his axe. Anna sidestepped the attack. The others got to arrive. Giuseppe was ready for bear.

Abandoned mine, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The demon lord didn’t let go. Marina tried to escape. The fiend twirled with the tail. She knew he searched for a better aim. The naiad couldn’t let him shoot her. “Take this!” Marina released strong frost magic upon the demon lord. He howled like being slaughtered. Marina was free. She used the water pillars to save herself. The demon lord resurrected kept climbing up the mine shaft. Although he got hurt, the monster wished to kill. Marina climbed after him. The demon breathed heavy flames. Marina struck with the whip to counter the assault. Rocks and drops of blood made it even more difficult. Marina hurled the five homing knives to might counter. They stabbed him through the eyes. The demon roared with pain. Marina felt like throwing up. The blood-stained sockets stared empty back at her. The naiad felt his hatred. She gathered enough to release other pages. The paper cut into his torso like knives. Marina swallowed. He kept climbing. She swore he wasn’t going to escape. The demon lord slashed with the claws. She managed to dodge. Marina knew she got to slice his arms. She released the pages before throwing other knives. The demon lord resurrected screamed in agony. He breathed heavy flames. Marina shrieked as she leaped out to defeat the demon lord.

Vertical prison, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The man-beast released the others from their cells. Thomas leaned against the wall. He really was tired. Although they let him take the crystals, the dark-breed felt exausted. He searched the corpses to might find something interesting. Thomas found a small fortune in gold and jewels. That ment nothing to him. The Lecarde family was already wealthy. Thomas picked together. Cedric led his people through the tunnel. Thomas made a sigh. He then followed them back to the vertical prison. There was another problem. The door was closed. They got to find the switch. Thomas wondered if it might be at the bottom of the pond. His thoughts got cut short. The twin bats shrieked as they swept down from opposite directions. Thomas howled. The sonic blast went through one of the monsters. The giant bat dropped some distance. The twin spat a fireball before breaking up into a swarm of smaller bats. Thomas hurled the garlic in a high arch. “Cedric!” He called. “Get the others to climb up!” The rightmost bat also split into a swarm. They swept to take his blood. The dark-breed made a back-flip while hurling stake. “I shall find the switch!” He impaled the bats. They reformed to spit a fireball. Thomas dodged. The pack began to climb. The dark-breed snarled.

Dora wood, Warakiya. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The blizzard was mostly over by now. Although the wind kept playing with some snowflakes. Ronja did shudder. She could go no further. Ronja was Sweedish by birth. She should be used to this climate. “I can’t go on.” Susan leaned against a tree. She pulled back the ashy blonde hair to might meet her eyes. Ronja closed her own. The British girl was four years older. She should be the leader. Ronja sighed. They fled from the village of Ondol. It wasn’t fair that they would die out here instead. “I was thinking.” Ronja noticed she was strangling the braid again. “That I have lived in this forest for 11 years.” She folded her arms about herself. “It isn’t right that the 12th. Should be my last.” Susan put an arm around her shoulders. Green eyes met blue. Then Susan put the hood up over her face. “Hush.” She said. “You don’t talk like that.” For a while, Ronja felt comfort by the embrace. She dried her tears before they might freeze upon her cheeks. Susan playfully tugged with her braid. Ronja smiled. She had learned to trust her. “Come.” Susan said. “I am sure we might find some shelter.” They kept together while walking. Susan pulled her cape around her form. Ronja worried if she might freeze. Her teeth kept chattering. They got to find refuge or else die in the winter.

Throne room, the vampire’s tower. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The lady pulled back. Iris snarled. The white lion tore the dress and skin beneath. Talia screamed. Then she went like a swarm. Iris stood tall. She released a flurry of scythes to might clip the bats. Talia reformed. She leaped like a black cat. Iris got taken aback. The vampire hissed her hatred. Iris caught her right beneath the neck. She channeled energy. The fur didn’t burn, although Talia couldn’t tear her neck out either. She then vanished. Iris held nothing but mist. The undead returned. Her eyes burned with the fires of Hell.

The crypt, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The monster tried to break through the bars. Claudia shrieked. She couldn’t help it. She got captured. The fence finally got removed. The giant beast leaped out with the grace of a cat. Claudia felt worse then when she was held in prison. “Do not return the gaze!” Julius threw himself sideways. “That is the Basilisk!” The man-wolf gasped. She thought they were a mere legend. The demons gloated by their misery. Claudia got angry. She hated them all. They got no right to invade her home. She would fight. Claudia channeled her force through the chains.

The Basilisk charged. Julius almost tripped over. How did Hector defeat this creature? He rolled. Julius managed to dodge the claws. Soma Cruz met the beast in 2035. The priest presented the crucifix. The Basilisk turned its head. Julius threw himself forward. The creature wore a crown of horns behind the skull. No wonder it was called the king of serpents. Julius threw it aside. The monster leached. Julius created the fairy sword. The Basilisk roared. The blade cut through the scales. Julius pulled back. The ugly green blood hit the surface. The liquid steamed upon the floor. “Preserve us from the wicked One.” Julius crossed himself. The Basilisk tried to fix him. Julius wouldn’t let that happened. He once heard a story about a boy, a Cockatrice and the ghast of a black sorcerer. “Forgive me.” Julius disliked having to do this part. He made an oat to hunt the night. The Basilisk tried to corner him against the base of the statue. Julius hurled the enflamed axe in a high arch. The monster wasn’t afraid of fire. That wasn’t the real point. Julius got to pierce the eyes. That was the only way to stop the monster. The Basilisk pulled back. The king of serpents was no idiot. Never the less, the axe hit the beast right below the shoulder. The ugly blood was like acid. Julius climbed atop the figure to escape. He leaped down to might circle the monster. The Basilisk turned the long head around the sculpture. Julius made a back-flip while tossing the knives. “I am not a glamour girl!” Claudia blazed with man-beast energy. “I am a daughter of Cornell.” Julius crossed himself. He never heard the man-wolf got any ofsprings. “Come and get me!” Claudia leached herself upon the orcs and bone knights. Julius forged the Alura sword. The Basilisk fired a beam. Julius threw himself sideways. The Basilisk would turn him to stone. He hurled a vial into the air. The Basilisk roared. The holy water rised and burned on impact. The monster seemed to be consumed. Then the long neck snatched out to bite him. Julius shuddered. He knew about their venom. Julius hurled the gold Shuriken to might carve some space. The Basilisk pulled back. “Glory be You.” The monster was afraid of the gold. “Our Father in Heaven.” Julius touched the crucifix. The king of serpents fired the beams. The priest got beneath. He struck with the Stellar sword. “God with us!” Julius buried the blade into the chest. The Basilisk roared. The venom got spilled as he retreated. The claws clashed where he had stood. Julius threw himself sideways. The black cape went about his shoulders. The blur confused the monster long enough for him to escape. Julius gathered. The bats got actracted by the blood shed. Claudia was obscured in battle. Julius made a row of clocks to fall down. The Basilisk was still alive. He must have missed the heart. The king of serpents leaped across the cave. They got separated. Julius made the sign of the cross. Then he released the sword storm. The monster got stabbed ceveral times. Not even that was enough to kill it. The Basilisk was too big. It spat blood and gile. The bats went whirling back. Julius made it to rain with holy water. That burned the lot. Julius exhaled. The crystals was a gift from God. They replenished his energy. The Basilisk kept shooting. Julius crushed the item. The huge spinning Shuriken swept through the air. The Basilisk tried to stone it. The object fell on the ground. The monster hissed. Julius made no remark. He leaped to throw five gold knives. The Basilisk turned to stone him. The knives punctured the eyes. The monster shrieked. Julius knew the monster would eat him. The leap would send him into the mouth. Julius let go. He fell, the crystals went along. The collision caused an explosion on impact. Julius got his sword. The blade struck through scales, flesh and skull to smash the brain. The monster still sprawled headless upon the ground. Julius got up. He watched it burn. Then he went to claim the crystals. That was nice. Julius inhaled. The way to the throne was clear. Julius only had to climb up there. Or perhaps not. The Succubi sisters joined the battle. Julius frowned. They where unlike the trio he met in the garden. The demons tried to embrace the man-beast. Claudia howled. She was hurt. Julius decided it could wait. He would help her first. The specimen peeked out from between the bars of their prison. “God with us!” Julius challenged. He impaled Succubus before she might counter. The bats came to dine upon his blood. Julius presented the crucifix. “In the name of Jesus of Nazareth!” He forged the angel sword. The orc fired with the bow. Julius held up his arms. The gauntlets burned with bright flames. The shooter pulled back in fright. “So let it be done.” Julius charged to confront him. The orc was burned. Julius searched the body. He found another key. There might be some other looth. The priest didn’t mind. He might release the prisoners. The bats went like a swarm. Julius doused them with holy water. The mammals died. He collected the crystals. Claudia caught their attention. Succubus tried to embrace him. Julius pierced her heart. He got things to do.

Throne room, the vampire’s tower. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

He was dead. Giuseppe finally lay at her feet. Anna recognised that symbol. “The brotherhood of light.” The Lycan carried it around his neck. She took the amulet from him. The jailer couldn’t be a real Gandolfi. Anna put it around her wrist. They said the Westenra family where the descendants of the Trantoil bloodline. “Satan!” Talia Polidori was a living undead. “Lord of Darkness, King of Destruction! I call upon thee as a concubine of count Dracula!” Anna gasped. She blushed. Talia’s dress got torn, blood dropped from ceveral wounds, though her eyes burned with the fires of Hell. The dancing girl might see. “Shatter point.” Iris breathed. The necromancer was getting up. Talia moaned. The shatter point cracked. Anna pulled back, crossing herself. A single drop of bright crimson blood leaked down. “Thou arth to kill the Belmont clan.” The voice was from another time, another place. “The last command.” The dark wizard was making loop patterns in the air. Anna didn’t listen. She beheld the vampire. “I know, my count.” Talia was soaked. “All who oppose the prince of Darkness must die.” She turned to face them. Her body got shrouded by a crimson aura. Talia laughed like the devils in the pit. “Hellfire!” Anna sang. She became the Phoenix.

Abandoned mine, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The demon lord resurrected fell into the lava. Marina saw him burn. That wasn’t important anymore. Charles had left her. He rebuffed her offer. The naiad had celebrated her victory. The clansmen had been with her. Marina blushed, though she really enjoyed it. “Marina!” That was a thought, although it hit her like a rush of water. “I am atop the vampire’s tower.” The naiad woke like she never did before. “Please, help me! They are too strong.” Marina picked together. Anna was desperate. She was ashamed. The curse almost drowned her. Marina would fight. She wouldn’t let him win. Her head spun. The naiad realized the heat was killing her. She got to escape. Marina began to scale the walls. Charles wasn’t the only one who might climb the mine shaft. Marina bit together. She already climb quite a bit while fighting the demon lord resurrected. “I am coming.” She promised. Marina didn’t know if Anna could listen, though that wasn’t important. Marina would escape from this red hot Hell. The bats kept flapping about. The naiad cast the whirlwind spell to blow them away. She got to relax. Marina summoned the bubble. The stream of water might cool her down. The naiad smiled. That really felt nice. The bats came back. Marina reached for the “Black pain” whip.

Vertical prison, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The twin bats shrieked as the switch clicked into place. Thomas leaped from the fountain while he released through the gauntlets. The giant bat split into a swarm. The twin spat another fireball. Whisp snarled. They took the brunt of his attack. He howled the assault. The leftmost bat gathered to take him. The sonic blast sent it smashing against the Sphinx statue. Thomas retained his human form. He hurled wild roses into the air. This time it was the twin that got burned. The other bat went up like a swarm. Thomas released with a flurry of flames to might block them. Then he noticed the water was rising. There was a wall of ice behind the fountain. Thomas threw down the blue flame to melt it. He put the empty bottle back into the backpack before climbing. Why did he do that? Thomas dismissed. The twin bat spat a fireball. Thomas countered with a boom from the shotgun. The rightmost bat split up to dash him. Thomas held up the crucifix. Then he threw the Bibuti. The ashes exploded on impact. The giant bat somehow managed to gather. Thomas snarled. He fused with dark-breed power. The sonic howl sent the monsters flying. They came back. Thomas got the holy book. The twin bats burned themselves on impact. Thomas smirked. The twin shrieked. He burned a bat.

Hidden docks, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The forgotten city was about to fall. Luna Sarranow might read the signs. There were man-beasts upon the wall. Fires burned from ceveral places. That was the arm’s depot. Luna replaced the binoculars. There was nothing which kept them back. “Come.” She told. “Let’s get going.” The band-lieutenants spread to deliver the command. The soldiers got brought down by the elevators. Luna kept standing for a while longer. “Come with me.” Someone held her by the shoulders. “Who are you?” She was turned round. The old man was clad in brown. “You know who I am.” He said. Luna did. “Germain.” She told. “The horn-playing druid of the Belmont clan.” The answer made him smile. Then he became serious. “We have no time.” The hold tightened. “I cannot let them kill you.” Luna gaped. She couldn’t help it. Did he come to save her? “The house of Belmont is in grave danger.” The druid looked sad. “They must survive.” Luna stared. Then anger and fear rose to choke her. What did he want? Luna was not a victim. She was a witch. The old man met her gaze. “Forgive me.” He said. “This I must do.” Luna felt pierced through heart and soul. Then the world flimered.

Throne room, the vampire’s tower. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

She must be taking steroids. That was the only way to explain her strength. The white lion pumped her full of scythes. Fire and smoke obscured Talia as she swept like a storm of bats. Anna threw herself forward. The meteor dash crushed the swarm. Talia reappeared to stab with the knives. Iris leaped to take her. The dancing girl was protected by her war force. “Hellfire!” Talia would burn them all. The necromancer hid behind the barrier. Iris kept slashing her. Talia shrieked. Anna danced to cause chain lightning. The dark wizard cursed.

The crypt, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The whore was dead. Claudia kicked the body. Succubus burned to ashes. The man-beast howled her triumph. Julius released her clansfolk. They gathered to defeat the remaining enemies. The priest fought before the throne. The werewolf released with repeated biting. Claudia had decided. He would not be killed. She crushed the orc’s skull before leaping. “Leave him to me!” She called. “Fight me, you bastard!” The huge shaggy Lycan turned to slash both claws. Claudia dodged. The monster got her with a jump-kick. Claudia groaned.

The man-beast managed to stay on foot. Julius touched the crucifix. Claudia got some stamina. The werewolf tried to cut her up. He let it drop. A fight was not the ideal condition for dual combat. Julius got his own problems. The great knights, which protected the entrance to the throne platform, was brought to life. Man-wolf clansmen came to help him. They drew the duo away from the opening. Julius tightened the grip. He disliked to leave them like this. But he was sure. There was no place left to investigate. Julius made the sign of the cross. He then went inside. The cell was huge. Not to mention that the cage stenched of serpent. Julius dismissed. He ran up the leftmost staircase. There was an exit which led behind the wall. Julius didn’t care. He let be the mechanism. He threw a vial to might defeat the bats. The skull knight waited atop the staircase. He guarded the platform. Julius made a back-flip to dodge the shield trust. The entrance got opened. Julius presented the crucifix. The guards and soldiers pulled back from the image. “God with us!” Julius made a row of fireballs to fall down before dashing forward. The soldiers got forced back. There was an archer. Julius threw the vial in a high arch. The holy water burned in their midst. Julius crushed through the bone knight. The pile fell on the floor to crumble. Julius exhaled. The guard twirled with the spear. Julius threw the axe. The mountain fox withdrew. “May the Lord make mercy upon your soul.” The priest hurled five daggers. The guard shrieked when they exploded. Julius made the sign of the cross. He then collected the crystals. Julius let be the lamps and candles. He climbed the stairway. Julius soon reached the throne. He wondered why the man-beasts carved this cave. He looked down at the floor. The clansmen kept fighting. Julius bowed his head with respect. Then he went to find the body. Julius bent beside it. This was another man-wolf, although he wasn’t like the other corpses he found. “This was a knight.” Julius told himself. The man-beast carried a pendant around his neck. Julius frowned. The runes encarved around the pich black gem were unlike those upon the light magic pendant. Julius sighed. The item was dangerous, though it was his birthright as well. The pendants belonged to the brotherhood of light. The order was no more. Victor Belmont had been their final knight. Julius put it aside. He took the pendant from around his neck. “Rest well.” He told. “The Lord is with you.” Julius hailed the fallen comrade before he put the pendant away. The battle waged on. The priest would help them. He leaped from the throne platform. Julius landed in time to watch Claudia defeat the werewolf. “Wellcome back.” The she-wolf threw back her hair. “I hope you found that treasure.” Julius shook his head. The pendants where no price. They where more like a curse. He let it drop. The man-beast finished the fight. Julius felt proud having fought beside them. Claudia spoke with the people. Julius went to collect the other crystals. They replenished his energy. The clansmen left the cave. Only Claudia remained. She streached while yawning. Julius felt with her. He also got tired. “There is one more group left to rescue.” He checked the copy. “I know.” Claudia shook herself. “Let’s go.” She smiled. Julius cleaned his sword. That was the same orc shooter he fought before. Julius dismissed. “You have to clean up this mess when the war is over.” He remarked. “You don’t have to tell me.” Claudia made a grimace. “The daughters of silence might haunt these grounds.” Julius touched her shoulder. “The killer witches practice some of the most sluggish forms of the dark arts.” He knew about them. “During the darkest hours of the black plague, when the people was dying, they came to follow the second of the riders.” Julius reached for the crucifix. “Their power is nothing but pestilence, dessiese and decay.” He looked about. Julius felt like being watched. Something moved. He didn’t catch it. Never mind, but Julius was sure they where not alone. “Get ready.” He said. Claudia acknowledged. She moved into a defensive posture. Julius unsheathed the Stellar sword. ”God with us!” He challenged. No one answered. Somehow, that only made him more nervous. Then Claudia snarled. He saw it too. “Good Lord in Heaven.” Julius breathed. Medusa had left the pedestal. She might be anywhere. Julius tightened his grip. He disliked the situation, though he would fight her. Claudia growled. She charged up. Julius recognised the signs. The woman changed her form.

Throne room, the vampire’s tower. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The vampire resisted the spell. “Curse you, Leonard!” That didn’t mean anything. “Curse you to Hell!” Iris removed the heart. Anna felt sick by the sight. The blood was mixed together as the white lion removed the head. “Lord in Heaven!” They both burned. The man-wolf princess staggered back. “Help me.” She pleaded. Iris got brought to her knees. She kept burning. Anna felt so helpless. She didn’t know what to do. The necromancer granted no breather. He made the sword and scythe to attack. Iris screamed with agony. Anna danced. She dodged the weapons while the dark wizard made ectoplasms to fall down. She knelt by the princess. Anna put her hands upon her to might heal the wounds. Then she got up to release the star field. The ectoplasms burned to ashes. The necromancer hid behind his shield. Iris got up to strike with the scythes. The attack was not enough. Anna bit her lip. The white lion snarled with frustration. “Surrender.” Leonard laughed. “Then I might keep you as my pets.” Anna shrugged. She might look like a toy, although she was nothing of the sort. Anna danced to cause chain lightning. “Open Hell’s gate!” The necromancer made the dead to rise. “Come forth, my servants!” The skeletons marched as the man-wolves stormed into the room.

Courtyard, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The battle waged on. Marina felt like being boiled as she finally returned from the mine. She noticed that Charles had rejoined with his people. They would free the city, there where no doubt about it. The naiad channeled water through the power gem. She got closer to the water. Marina made a grimace. The lake was polluted. She moved like a shadow among the buildings. The naiad would not be captured. She heard that Adam had died. Marina stopped to watch as a bunch of bone-archers tried to shoot the man-beasts. That didn’t work out. Marina was not surprised. She shook her head. Anna called for help. The naiad checked the map. The vampire’s tower lay at the heart of the city. Marina cracked with the “Black pain” whip. She would be ready. The naiad pushed the hat back upon her head. Then she kept moving. The skeleton reached to choke her. Marina used the blood watch to stop him. She sapped the energy before leaving. She felt strong. They wouldn’t stop her. Marina picked together. She wasn’t here to promote herself. A show of force would attract the witches. The bone-thrower hurled a flurry. Marina hid beneath her cape. The magic might protect her from damage. The skeleton got disturbed by the man-wolf. Marina hurried. She couldn’t afford to be late again.

Vertical prison, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The water was rising rapidly. Thomas got a feeling the prison might be filled up. Then again, The crack might drain the matter. He shook it off. The giant bat was still with him. The monster was breaking up. Every time he hurt it, the blood sucker would split into two smaller bats. Thomas got an entire swarm to worry about. They might lost the size, although their numbers kept him occupied. Thomas climbed. He released a flurry of flames. The swarm shrieked in unison. They got burned alive. That wasn’t the end. The other bats tried to bite him. Thomas released through the gauntlets. The orbs defeated the twin bats. The dark-breed exhaled. That was a relief, although it wasn’t the end of his trouble. The water kept flooding the prison. Thomas retained his human form. He got to hurry. The twin monsters perished, but there where other monsters. The skeleton threw bones into the air. The dark-breed snarled. He was hit. Thomas felt like freezing up. The bag of bones grinned down at him. Thomas howled. The sonic blast crushed it to pieces. Thomas ran up the stair. The bats squeeked while dashing. Thomas smashed down the halberd. But that only went thus far. The bats arrived. Then Cedric reappeared to blast them into pieces. Thomas smirked before he kept climbing.

Forest of Debias, Warakiya. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

They made another camp. Daniela decided to wait for the daybreak. That might be the best choise. She discussed the attack with Tholin and the other leaders. Henry thought she was right. Sunrise would force the undead to keep whatever form they possessed. Tobias loaded his weapons. The huntsman looked eager to fight. Henry wasn’t that sure. He beheld Sylvia and Celia. The sisters led the soldiers in prayer. Henry would be with them. He got no time. Henry got to inspire his group. Daniela gave him the command. Henry would be sure they got ready. Renate got responcible for the distribution of refreshment. The dwarves had to handle their own beasts. Sheah assured him they wouldn’t attack the Centaurs. Henry hoped it would be like that. Bern was afraid of dogs. Henry liked them, although these hounds made even him nervous. henry tried to shake it. He warmed his hands above the fire. Henry was glad they manage to egnite. He hoped they wouldn’t attract attention. The hunting path wasn’t that far. The thought made him feel even more nervous. Henry heard about the rumours. He prayed there was nothing there, though no one might be sure. Henry shrugged. He survived the baron. Henry might do it again. He sighed. Henry still wondered why the Unicorn didn’t return.

Throne room, the vampire’s tower. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The necromancer was in pain. Iris might practically smell it, though there was something amiss. “Beware!” Anna called. The dancing girl was force knocking and kicking at the skeletons. “The wizard use his agony to fuel his hatred!” Iris snarled. She retained her true form. She had been a fool. Leonard killed Robin and Miranda. Iris thought he was only a scholar, searching knowledge at their library. The necromancer was nothing of the sort. The queen invited him in. But, by the ancients, she was going to throw him out.

The crypt, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The hiss was softer, although the sound was far more menacing. Claudia charged her force. Her hair stood on end. “Medusa.” The priest acknowledged. “Belmont.” The gorgon seemed to hum his name. Julius shook his head. “Do not look her in the eyes.” Claudia snarled. She wasn’t that stupid. Not when she fought the Basilisk. “Am I not handsome?” She spread her arms for them to see. Julius made the sign of the cross. “You are Poseidon’s whore.” He said. “Walter summoned you to do his biddings.” Medusa smiled. Then she unsheathed her blade.

Medusa shook with her dark blonde hair. She might be a goddess, although he couldn’t see it. That didn’t matter. Julius gave his salute. The gorgon tricked him. She got multiple snakes moving within her hair. Julius made the fireball to chase and destroy. Medusa was in motion. Claudia dashed. The gorgon made a sudden headbut. “Good Lord in Heaven!” Julius exclaimed. The Medusa heads went toward the man-beast. Claudia howled. She cut them apart. Medusa struck her blade. Julius met the assault. He was sure not to meet her gaze. The gorgon giggled. Julius swallowed. The slender snake-woman got such a spectacular bosom. He would not commit heracy. Medusa kept up the fight. She was a nice fencer. Julius made a back-flip before he threw the knife. The dagger got stuck between her breasts. Medusa screamed. She pulled it out and then threw it aside. Julius licked his lips. She was bleeding. Claudia finished off the heads. She came to slash the gorgon. Medusa threw another bunch of snakes. Julius countered her blade. He stamped with the crucifix. The gorgon shrieked. Julius made a grimace. The scent of burned snake filled the cave. Claudia removed the worms. Julius pulled back. He managed to heal her. The poison might kill. He shuddered. Medusa blew him a kiss. “You will make a nice addition to my collection.” She teased. The gorgon then summoned the heads to might turn them to stone. Claudia shot them into oblivion. Julius threw the vial. Medusa gasped as the holy water burned her flesh. Julius hurried to behead her. Medusa struck him with the end of her blade. She shook her hair to throw the snakes. Julius got them with the shuriken. Medusa beheld their progress. Julius sidestepped the beaming gaze. Claudia wasn’t that lucky. The man-wolf got turned to stone. Medusa giggled. Julius disliked that sound. He threw the crystal to make her stop. The gorgon snarled. The impact cut her stomach. Julius used the opportunity to remove the status. The laurels granted such power. “God with us!” They came from both sides. Medusa fired the beaming gaze. Claudia threw herself flat on the floor. The gorgon summoned the heads. Julius met her blade. He managed to stamp with the crucifix. Medusa roared. She struck with her sword. Julius groaned. He got hit. The chain mail saved his skin. That wouldn’t last. This time it was Medusa who moved to take his head. Julius stabbed his dagger into the tail. The gorgon hissed in pain. Claudia finished off the series. She buried her claws within the gorgon’s shoulders. The man-beast got soaked in blood. The serpents crawled about. Claudia screamed. They crawled about her body. Medusa looked down to stone him. Julius made the books to take the brunt. He got up on his knees before hurling the axe. Medusa collapsed. The weapon was buried in her chest. She spat blood. Then Medusa burst into fire. Julius didn’t stay to watch. He helped Claudia to get up. The serpents also burned. The man-wolf picked the crystals. Julius healed her. Then he picked the other gems. Claudia sat down, leaning her back against the wall. Julius let her rest. Claudia finally looked up. “You never answered my question.” She remarked. Julius shook his head. “How could I forget.” He showed her the pendants. “Then we might return.” Claudia got up. The man-beast looked more eager then ever. Julius smiled. Claudia got ahead. He followed her through the gate chamber and down the corridor. They had to jump, although the monsters seemed to have left. Julius made the sign of the cross. There where only some bats that still flapped about. He let them fly. Claudia stopped. Julius caught up. They reached the tall cave. “I don’t like this.” Claudia confessed. “I know.” Julius touched the crucifix. “The staircase was broken. But not anymore. “Hold onto me.” The man-wolf was about to reach down. Julius kept her tight. She reached the first step. Nothing happened. “Great is the mystery of faith.” Julius let go. He made the sign of the cross. They both could climb. Julius still didn’t figured. But soon they reached the bottom. The priest had a last look at the stairway. Then he went into the statue room. This time it was Claudia who held his arm. “Trust me.” Julius said. “And in He who sent me.” Claudia bit her lip. “I believe in you.” She said. The man-beast let go. Julius stepped out on the floor. He retrieved the dark magic pendant. Shadow obscured the room. Then came a breaking sound. “What happened?” Claudia gasped. The lamps and candles got rekindled. “The Lord is great and mercifull.” Julius said. He broke the flow of energy. The great statue got released. The heavy stone idol crushed through the other sculpture, and the floor, to reveal another staircase. Julius sighed. “This is the beginning.” He told. “I have to go.” He squeezed her hand. “You don’t have to come along.” Claudia bit her lip. Then she shook her head. “You already know that.” She told. “We should enter the crypt labyrinth together.” Julius smiled. He knew she was going to say that. But he got to ask. “Let’s go then.” He said.

Throne room, the vampire’s tower. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The hood fell back. For the first time Anna got to see their enemy. He was not who she expected. The old man looked more like a kind grandfather then anything else. The arch of white hair left the skull bare. The blue eyes and sharp intellectual features seemed to breathe of gentle knowledge. “In the end.” Leonard was down on his knees. “I am too weak.” He held up his hands. “Please, your highness, I surrender.” Anna didn’t know what to do. “I beg of you, don’t kill me.” He pleaded. The white lion defeated him in battle. Charles and Cedric gave a hand. “Please.” The dancing girl saw his move before she even realized what it ment. Leonard retrieved a tiny little dagger from inside the sleeve. He stabbed like a serpent. “He is armed!” Anna yelled. The torchlight revealed the black stain. “Poison!” Iris staggered back. The old man’s face turned into a snarl. He kept stabbing at her. The others got hit by the ectoplasms. “You die.” He gloated. Anna sang. She became the Phoenix again. The wizard hid his face. She could see him now. The fury of the Sun bird scorched his malice. She flew right into the heart of evil. Leonard tried to knife her, before he burst to pieces. Anna retained her human form. The necromancer was burning up. Anna exhaled. She would heal the others.

Terrace, the vampire’s tower. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The great knight suddenly fell apart. Marina licked her lips. It was like the force which controlled the armour, suddenly faded. The naiad threw herself sideways. The fight wasn’t over. The werewolf kept up the assault. He got the harpies for support. Marina flailed with the whip. She got to dodge the feathers. The Lycan slashed down with both claws before biting. Marina met him with the silver knives. They cut up his chest. The werewolf howled. “Let her go.” Thomas was back. The naiad cheered. Here was her dark-breed in shining armour. The harpies didn’t agree. They went to pick him up. “You don’t have to bother.” Thomas fired a boom from the shotgun. The werewolf snarled. He went for her boyfriend. “Thomas!” Marina released powerful flame magic upon the area. The Lycan got burned. She could see that. The naiad stopped him in time. The blood watch sapped his energy. Marina groaned. He was so strong. The werewolf broke free. He leached for her location. “Now it’s my turn.” The cross-shaped blast of pure energy rammed the beast through. He burned up in a blaze. Marina danced with joy. “This isn’t the time.” Thomas reloaded the firearm. “We still got a bunch of monsters to defeat.” The naiad picked together. He was right. Marina cracked with the whip.

Throne room, the vampire’s tower. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The man-beasts cleared the throne room after the battle. Thomas leaned against the trident. He found the morning-star within a candle. Iris left them behind. The princess got to show herself to the people. Thomas sighed. The battle continued. He saw as much while fighting for the tower. Marina watched him. She told about her adventure. Thomas got a feeling she didn’t reveal everything. That wasn’t his business. The dark-breed shook it off. The dancing girl kept looking into her hand. The white lion gave her the jewels. The blue stones shone in the torchlight. Marina kept stearing. She smelled strange. “We got work to do.” Anna got up. Thomas was glad she retained her voice. “I hope he isn’t dead.” Thomas felt chills down his spine. Julius Belmont was the leader. “I trust him.” Anna made the elf stones to disappear. “Then let’s find him.” Thomas led the way. Cedric came back. “The circle is about to retreat.” He gave the naiad a sort of dirty look, before he straightened. “The city is ours.” Thomas wasn’t that sure. He remembered what Julius told about the submarines. The man-wolf smiled. “The princess told me to get you.” He motioned for the staircase. “The corenation is about to take place.” That was hasty. Thomas shrugged. “We are coming.” He told.

The crypt labyrinth, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

They where coming back. The order of shadow had gathered. “You have failed.” The spokesman, a warlock, decleared. “Have I?” The lady purred. “Then thee did rise mine.” The bride lay sleeping among the treasure. That was as it should be. She would need more blood. “The hunters have released the man-beasts upon us.” The warlock hissed. “I am aware of their presence.” Did they take her for a fool? “They arth coming for their preshious mutts.” She almost smiled. “I shall give thee fire and blood.” That much, if not more, she could promise.

“Three prity petals”, Dora wood. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

There where too many women. Ronja didn’t mind. The warmth felt so nice after the winter. She gladly signed the guest book. “I really look forward to that bath you promised.” Susan told. The landlord smiled. “I always keep my promises.” The guests came and went. Ronja threw back her dark braid. The innkeeper led them upstairs. “It has all been prepared.” He showed them to the end of the guest house. There was a bathroom. The girls cheered as the steam touched their features. There where no mirrors in here. Ronja tore off her cloathings before climbing into the bath. “You really will do.” The barman didn’t leave the room. Ronja blushed. She tried to hide beneath the water. Strange how touchy she had become over this last year. “What do you mean?” Susan met his gaze. “Take off your dress.” He told. Two other men appeared in the doorway. “Or my lads will do it for you.” Ronja closed her blue eyes. She didn’t want to watch. She couldn’t resist. Susan did as she was told. The 14 year old stood motionless as the men beheld her body. “You work out nicely.” The landlord smirked. “This is a maiden’s house.” Susan made it no question. “Quite right.” He smirked. Susan’s green eyes seemed to flare. “You are smart for a slut.” Then Susan hit him. Ronja screamed.

(A.N: I am so sorry for this long update. This have been a hard chapter. I wished to include some material from the LoS titles. We approach the end of this quest. Have a nice time.)

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Castlevania Darkness Never Dies33

Disclaimer: I do not own any part in Castlevania, neither characters nor games. These are trademark of Konami and Nintendo.

Part 1: Curse of Blood.

“”Unless a kernel of wheat falls to the ground and dies, it remains only a single seed. But if it dies, it produces many seeds.””

John: 12. 24.

Crypt labyrinth: Grounded search.

The crypt labyrinth, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

It was dark. So dark. Claudia shivered. She felt like a trap was closing in about her. The crypt labyrinth stenched of decay and black magic. “I fear not.” Julius made the sign of the cross. “Even though I walk beneath the shadow of the valley of death.” He lit the lamp. “Come.” Julius said. “The Father will be our good Lord.” Claudia was unsure. She didn’t have his faith. “I believe in you.” She repeated. Julius smiled. “I know that.” He said. Then Julius exhaled. “You have to do the tracking.” He told. “We must find the captives.”

The place looked like an extention of the crypt. Julius wasn’t fooled. The labyrinth felt like it might consume him. “Even dreams might die.” The priest acknowledged. Claudia shrugged. She kept sniffing the air. They reached the bottom of the staircase. The place stenched. Julius hoped she might find them. “This way.” The man-beast led him down a passage. “Wait.” Julius told. There was that sound again. He threw the axe into the air. The swarm of bats blossomed into flame. They shared the crystals. The lamp shone upon the pile of bones. The cell was open. Julius crossed himself. Claudia shrieked. The zombies pushed through the floor. “God with us!” Julius challenged. He struck among the corpses. The dead fell back. Claudia cut up those which held her. She shot the other bats. Julius went to behead them. He went straight into the web. Julius was grateful it didn’t hurt him. The spiders settled upon his chest and shoulders. Julius shuddered. He made it rain with holy water. The downpour burned the net. Julius might relax. Or perhaps not. A second group of zombies forced through the ground. Julius noticed the floor was made of earth. There had to be solid stone beneath. He dismissed. Claudia approached. She fired a round of scythes. The corpses burned on impact. “Follow me!” The man-wolf called. Julius did. They got to cut down another web. She took care of the spiders while he slashed through. Claudia hurried past some other exits. Then she stopped to test the air. Julius kept watch while Claudia made up her mind. The bats kept chasing them. Julius threw the crystal at them. The swarm scattered about. The priest made a row of meteors to fall down. That crushed the mammals. Julius claimed the crystals. “This way.” Claudia had decided. Julius acknowledged. He only stopped to get rid of the zombies. Then he went along. Julius noticed they kept heading downward. “I hope you know what you do.” He muttered. The passage went straight for a while. He got to cut through the shrubbery. Claudia fired. The bats burned. Julius got through. The corpses forced their way out. He swallowed. They where so ugly. The dead threw their own heads at him. The Shuriken blocked the objective. Julius countered another head. The rotting zombie leaped to take him. Julius removed the arms. The corpse kept crawling at him. “This isn’t normal zombies.” Claudia shot the corpse into submission. The other headless body dived to take her. She fired another scythe. The zombie burst apart, though the body landed to slam her. Claudia howled. The rotting zombie was about to drag her with it down under. Julius doused it with holy water. The corpse finally burned to ashes. They both exhaled. That wasn’t the end. Three more zombies hid in the darkness. The priest noticed as they threw their heads. Julius got beneath. He made a glide to impale the corpse. The body collapsed. But then it reached to strangle him. Julius stamped with the crucifix. The flames burned the hands to ashes. The rotting zombie tried to pull him down under. Julius slashed with the sword to defeat it. Claudia made the other corpses to burn. They kept coming. Julius threw the Shuriken to finish off the battle. The bats gave no rest. They squeeked while swooping down. Claudia growled. She shot them all down. Julius picked the crystals. Then he felt better. “Let be the lamps.” He advised. Claudia agreed. She sniffed about. Julius hoped she might find the way. ”Come.” She said. “I can still smell them.” They went forward. She used another exit. Julius touched the crucifix. Water dripped from the ceiling. Claudia made him stop. She leaped across the spike pit. Julius caught up as another swarm of bats detached themselves from the ceiling. “Watch out!” The man-beast fired a flurry of scythes into the air. The cluster split. Julius blocked with the spinning books. The bats burned themselves out upon impact. Julius exhaled. Claudia got above another spike trap. Julius followed. But not before burning the other bats. Claudia slashed some zombies. They forced through the floor. The man-wolf shot them to pieces. Julius collected the gemstones. They went some distance before reaching another cave. He felt the draft. The air rising from the well got freezing cold. The chant made him feel even colder. The cobweb was spun throughout the place. Julius approached. Something cracked beneath his boots. He looked down. Julius shuddered. The floor got littered with the bones of the dead. “In the name of the Father, the Son and of the holy Ghost!” Julius presented the crucifix. He would fight the warlock. The fiend made the dead to rise. The zombies marched to take them. “God with us!” Julius prayed this wouldn’t be like fighting the necromancer. Claudia revealed the claws. She would tear the corpses. Julius pressed for the warlock. “Belmont scum.” The shrouded figure generated a sort of protecting shield. Julius released a sword storm. The warlock staggered. Julius threw the crystal. The shield wavered. Julius struck through. He managed to nail the man with a thrown dagger. The four homing balls almost blasted him to pieces. “Not this time.” Claudia appeared in front, her body blazing. She absorbed the impact. Julius got up. The man-beast struck with the short-sword. She required it from among the corpses. Julius managed to throw a vial before the warlock might gather. The holy water almost burned the cloak. The zombies then pushed through the ground. He wasn’t afraid. The Lord would be with him. Julius brandished with the Stellar sword.

Deathly waterfall, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The sound of the waterfall never changed. Saroya was down on her knees. Tears lined her face. They lost, although the dancer didn’t seem to care. Sanchea hid behind her brown hair. They would be punished again. Saroya knew. It might be better if the dancer killed them too. “I believe in the memory of the Dark Lord.” Elayne stood tall, her blue eyes blazing with conviction. “Indeed.” The voice hissed. Saroya recognised him on sight. “ That is why thee may continue to serve the prince of Darkness.” The angel of Death flouted in the air. “How is that?” Elayne was eager. The grim reaper didn’t seem to notice. “Take them.” He told. The skeletons held the trio in place. “Thee arth no one.” Death made quick work. He cut away their cloathing with one rip. “Thou shall come to learn thy place.” Saroya shook her head. That only made her sun coloured hair to fall down. “Please!” She screamed. “Please, don’t do this to us!” She heard the others shriek. “Thee arth concubines.” Death rasped. “ The Dark Lord required thy.” Elayne stopped screaming. Saroya sobbed. She was only 16 years old. Saroya had become a witch. Though neither would save her from his wrath.

The crypt labyrinth, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The great spiders climbed down the web. Claudia howled. She didn’t quite knew when they got interested, but the man-wolf was sure the warlock had a hand in it. Julius struck with the sword. He got through the zombies. The warlock fired. Julius hurled five gold knives to counter. The four orbs exploded. The wile wizard was hurt. Claudia released the energy scythes. The spiders dropped. The man-beast felt the impact. She threw herself forward. Claudia pulled the short-sword into the brain. The monster burned. That wasn’t the end of it.

The chill was a clear warning. The ghost might feel the living soul. Julius made the sign of the cross. He broke through the shield. The warlock cursed. Julius removed the head. The orbs exploded. The blast made him to stagger. Then the corpse erupted into flames. Julius cleaned sweat of his forehead. The great spider threw the spindle to might trap him. Julius hurled a vial. The Arachni got burned into a crisp. Julius exhaled. The ghost had reached the distance. Julius struck with the sword. The ghost moaned while fading. He crossed himself. Claudia got captured. She fought to cut the web. The bats whirled about. Julius could almost feel their blood thirst. Another ghost rose from beneath the shaft. Julius managed to cut it up. He then went to aid the man-beast. The rats squeeked while leaving the potholes. They might smell the scent of rotting flesh. Julius made it rain with holy water. He got to burn them or the rats might eat them alive. Claudia used the short-sword to kill the spider. The Arachni weaved another net. Julius cut through. The zombies blocked his path. The priest forged the pyre sword. “God with us!” He slashed through the corpses. Claudia howled while blasting plasma. She struck the bodies to pieces. The great spider leaped on top. The monster tackled her down. Julius dashed. Claudia blazed with energy. She stabbed the claws repeatedly to kill off the beast. The Arachni finally rolled away, its body marked with scorches. Claudia got up. Julius made a row of fireballs to fall down. He burned the web. The spiders fell like meteors. “Follow me!” Claudia shouted. Julius did. They fought through the monsters to reach the tunnel. The man-wolf hurried inside. Julius stopped. He made a final row of clocks to fall down. Then he hurried to keep up. Claudia burned the bats. She then leaped across the spikes. Julius got above. The zombies then forced through the ground. Claudia approached. She used the claws for weapons. Julius bent to counter the rats. The beasts piled up to eat them. Julius struck with the sword. Although he fought the rats before, the priest got put to the test. The mammals got burned. Julius picked the crystals. There came even more. Julius released through the gauntlets. The homing ball searched and destroyed. They died. Julius kept striking until it was over. Then he collected the gemstones. The bodies had crumbled. Claudia leaned against the wall. She gathered as he watched. “Are you alright?” He asked. “Yes.” She pulled away. “Sure.” Claudia brushed back her hair. “Come on.” Julius crossed himself. The path kept going down. He got a nasty feeling they where climbing down to Hell. Julius shuddered. He tried to dismiss. The bats came on silent wings. Claudia fired an array of sickles. The mammals burned to ashes. Julius let her take the crystals. He got above the spipe trap. They reached another chamber. The crypt was closed. Julius wasn’t that sure. The bats went from ceveral directions. Julius got his arms on fire. He forged the angel sword. The rotting zombies broke through the wall. “God with us!” They threw their heads. Claudia was busy with the bats. Julius managed to deflect. The corpses arrived. Then the ghouls pushed through the ground. Julius got no doubt. The hooded cloak got stained with earth and blood. He really got into trouble this time. “Bring him to me.” The woman occupied the crypt. She spread her arms wide to throw back the cape. The white funeral robes seemed almost luminous against the shadows. “You.” The priest recognised on sight. “Laura.” She was Dracula’s bride. And Carmilla’s price. “So you know about us.” That was no question. “Though you shall know me better.” Julius made no remark. He brandished with the sword. The corpses might pull him down under. The rotting body lost both hands. Julius struck through the heart. The ghoul released an acid mist. The priest got beneath. “You slut!” Claudia appeared to kill the vampire. “You won’t get away!” Laura met the assault. Julius stamped with the crucifix. The headless corpse burst into fire. The ladies fought claw-to-claw. Julius didn’t have time to watch. He threw the axe in a high arch. The bats exploded. Julius cut down the ghouls. He got to be quick about it. The man-beast was the guide. The priest couldn’t leave her to die. He removed the rotting zombies. They tried to bring him to their mistress. That wouldn’t happen. Julius would challenge her on his own terms. He threw the vial down. The holy water burned on contact. Julius released the fireball before leaving the spot. He defeated the living dead. The priest picked the crystals. They replenished his energy. The females kept fighting. Julius made the sign of the cross. That was some cat-fight. Julius knelt in prayer. Claudia kicked back the undead. Julius pierced her with five gold knives. Laura morphed into mist. She left drops of blood. The priest retrieved the weapon. Claudia charged up. The coffins rattled. The burial boxes where at display. They might crush them to death. Laura reappeared. She cauth the man-wolf. Julius watched helplessly as she drank her blood. But then Claudia shot her. The vampire shrieked. Julius sidestepped the coffin. The other box hit him across the shoulders. The priest grasped with his arms on fire. He managed to burn the box. Claudia sliced Laura’s throat. The bride pushed her away. She then came to strike with both fists. Julius threw himself beneath the coffin. The thing came spinning back. He hurled the axe. “God with us!” The axe exploded on impact. The coffin got shot to pieces. Julius leaped to strike with the sword. He nailed through the heart. Laura gasped. Then she burst into fire.

Courtyard, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The tribe gathered outside the church. They thought it was over. The New Order got other alternatives. “The images told the truth.” Daria Glenholm looked down into her palm. Though it wasn’t really her palm anymore. It was a replacement. “We are in position.” Daria had been nothing but a contract killer and soldier of fortune. Then they gave her an offer she couldn’t refuse. “The groups are deployed and ready for attack.” The hologram flickered. “Excelent.” Damion Frost acknowledged. “”Then I have your permission to begin, my lord?” The candidate smiled. “Comence with the battle.” He said. “I want the area contained.” She gave her salute. “Yes, my lord. As you wish.” The channel got closed. Daria touched the controls upon her chest. “Activate.” The Cyborg decreed. “You may advance.” Daria carried no headpiece or inplant. The black hair fell in tripled braids to below her face. “Roger, Roger.” The band-leaders reported in. She was a lieutenant. The Cyborg picked the binoculars from upon her belt. The battle-droids, with their weapons blazing, advanced on the courtyard. Some man-wolves got killed before they even noticed. Daria got excited. This was great. The tribe reformed to strike back. They shielded their children. Daria smirked. She released the reserve.

The crypt labyrinth, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

They passed by the broken crypt. Claudia was able to pick the track. She felt rather cold. The labyrinth belonged to the dead. The priest threw the Shuriken like a boomerang. He cut through something she couldn’t quite see. The moaning sound almost made her sob. The man-beast growled. She might smell the ghosts. “Those who wander in the dark.” Julius quoted. “Shall see a great light.” Claudia smirked. She couldn’t see it, though she found the passage. Claudia led him through. Then the zombies arrived. She howled. The bats got interested.

The bats flapped about. Julius summoned a circle of crosses. The mammals burned to ashes. Claudia slashed through the bodies. The rotting zombies threw their heads. The man-wolf got the air struck from her lungs. Julius made a glide. Claudia already gathered. She released another flurry. The ghoul breathed an acid mist. Julius removed the head. He threw a vial at the corpses. The holy water gave a breather. Julius got above the spikes. They seemed to be carved out from the bedrock foundation. Claudia landed beside him. “This way.” She told. They went down the slope. Julius almost slid down and into the spike trap. He managed to get hold. They jumped across. Julius cut down the net. The spiders fell down to trap him. “In the name of Jesus of Nazareth!” Julius spread his arms. He flouted beneath the flaming cross. The image burst. The spiders got burned to ashes. They reached into the circular chamber. The warlock made the dead to rise. Claudia shot them to pieces. The cult member got up. He was surrounded by a shield. The zombies pushed through the floor. Claudia was among the bodies. Julius held off the attack. The spinning books defeated the bats. “Hello, boy.” The witch sped through the air. “Missed me?” She laughed like a forsaken soul. Julius bit his lip. The girl looked nice, with brown hair and grey eyes, but that wasn’t the point. He was a priest. Rachel would have to continue on the bloodline. Julius held up the crucifix. The witch shrieked with laugher while throwing powder. The warlock approached. He got a knife of his own. Julius doused him with holy water. The cloak caught fire. “You won’t ever touch me again.” Claudia snarled. She dug her claws into his chest. The warlock staggered. “You thought I forgot.” Claudia twisted round. “A man-wolf never forget a rapist.” The man groaned. Then he burst. The explosion made rocks to fall down. Julius pushed aside. He made a back-flip. The witch swooped while hurling pouder. They got to split. Julius threw tripled vials. She dodged each blow. Claudia howled her frustration. “Easy, girly.” The witch cast more powder. “There is more then enough of me for everyone.” Julius made the sign of the cross. “In the name of the Father, the Son and of the holy Ghost!” His body blazed. “I declare you of having brought false witness in effort to pervert the teatching of Jesus of Nazareth.” He pointed the sword at her. “I cast you out of society.” The witch screamed in frustrated hatred. She swept to take him. Claudia bombarded with scythes. The woman came too fast. Julius waited. “Be the will of God!” He crashed down the crystal upon approach. The witch burned into ashes. Julius relaxed as the fires got extinguished. Ceveral tunnels led from this chamber. Julius looked around. A single lamp burned to illuminate. He reached for the crucifix. “Come with me.” Claudia picked up the scent. She might find the others. Julius followed her through. The corridor led past the empty cells. The collums got made by nature. The bats flapped about. Julius kept track of their mobility. He threw three crystals. Claudia howled. The bodies pushed through the ground. The man-beast got busy. Julius approached. The coffin stirred. Then it went like a battering-ramp. Julius made it rain with holy water. The coffin fell down. Then it got up to hit him. Julius cut up the burial box. He felt the cold drift by as the coffin broke apart. “God with us!” That wasn’t the only sort of chill. Julius might see beyond the obvious. He recognised the large ghost. Before it might possess his body, Julius threw three axes in a high arch. The smaller apparitions where about to take Claudia. “Get down!” The man-wolf dropped herself. Julius threw five daggers. The ghosts moaned on impact. The explosion ripped even them to pieces. Julius drew sweat of his brow. He went to pick the crystals. The rotting corpse kept him behind. The zombie threw the head. Julius was able to sidestep. The creap approached. “Go to Hell!” Claudia nailed with the scythe. The arms fell off. They burned on the ground. The rotting zombie made a leap to drag him down under. Julius impaled the heart. The body burned. Julius sighed. Then he collected the gems. Claudia led him down another passage. He got to jump the spikes. Claudia almost got captured. The great spider threw the spindle. Julius went to aid her when another Arachni came from behind. Julius got beneath the acid. He countered with the dagger. The five gold knives got stuck in the monster. Julius touched the crucifix. The knives didn’t really hurt. The monster threw another spindle. Julius got dragged forward. “Saints in Heaven!” He exclaimed. Julius dropped the book. Three homing balls chased and destroyed. The great spider got shot to pieces. Julius exhaled. He got the crystals. Claudia still fought that other spider. Julius got cut short. The giant ghost appeared flouting in the air. Julius doused with holy water. The ghost came even closer. That sent chills down his spine. Julius felt the cold. He couldn’t retreat any further. The spikes where right behind. “God with us!” He threw the crystal. The explosion checked the progress. Julius got time to forge the Alura sword. The weapon shone of white gold as the large ghost got cut down. Claudia came back. She watched on while he picked the gems. Julius was weary. He managed to gather. “Leed on.” He said. Claudia smiled. “Sure.” She tapped his shoulder. They continued. Julius kept watch. Then he got across the spikes.

Courtyard, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The bounty-hunter didn’t smell right. Iris realized. The woman spead above while firing the arm-cannon before reaching up to touch the shoulder. The grenades got fired in quick succession. Charles got shot to pieces. Iris howled before releasing her own shot. The Afro-Asian settled down and, With a flip of the replacement hand, unleashed the handles. The Cyborg grabbed to block with the dual lightsabres. The plasma got sent right back. Iris threw herself beneath. Whisp attack with the trident blazing. He really was good. The naiad hurled a flurry of knives. The bounty-hunter shot straight up, her blaster blazing. Iris cursed. The slut got seeker crystals. “Look up!” Cedric pointed. The super battle-droids cut through their lines. There was only ten in total, but then the two destroyers unfolded. “They got shield generators!” Anna performed the star field. “Roger, roger.” The robots admitted. “They got built by Brencorp.” Cedric managed to fuse with the axe. Iris knew he took it from the jailer. “I know.” Whisp threw roses at them. The dark-breed reached the front of the combat. The wild flowers exploded. “The shield is down!” Anna cheered. The robots only kept on blasting.

The crypt labyrinth, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The lamps got replaced by torches. “I don’t like it.” Claudia muttered to herself. Julius sent her a look. The man-beast shrugged. They climbed even further down the labyrinth. The priest looked haggared, although Claudia never lost the track. The bats where about. Julius made the fireball to chase and destroy. Claudia smirked. That was the way to do things. She dismissed. The witch kept hurling black powder. The quality burst on impact. Claudia made a leap. She got high enough to rip her off the broom. “Let me go, you dirty animal.” She demanded.

They collided into the floor. Julius cut through the net. The spiders clawled about. Claudia got back up. The witch sprawled as the man-wolf held her overhead. “This is for my brother!” She called before pumping her with scythes. The witch howled as the mystics tore her body apart. Julius made the net to burn. He might finally jump over the spike trap. Claudia was ahead. She got across to challenge the zombies. “I got you!” Another witch hid against the ceiling. She dropped to land straight on top of him. “Sorry we don’t have time for anything else right now.” She giggled while picking the powder. Julius stamped with the crucifix. “You won’t feed me any poison.” The woman dropped the purse. Julius knocked it aside. “You are nothing but a plaything.” She snarled. “You shall see.” He pushed her aside. “You don’t figure it, do you?” He asked. “May the Lord make mercy upon your soul.” Before she might react, Julius cut her throat. “Forgive me.” He got back on foot. Julius left the body. Claudia defeated the corpses. The large ghost came through the wall. “Behind you!” He called. Claudia couldn’t see them, but he knew she might smell. The man-beast swept to release the scythes. Julius threw five daggers. The explosion made the figure to fade. Julius picked the crystals. “I can smell them.” Claudia pointed. They went into that tunnel. The passage seemed to continue on forever. Julius made the sign of the cross. The columns really got made by nature. The net reached from one pillar to the other. He was grateful there where no great spiders abroad. Claudia shot the spiders. Julius got ambushed by a group of ghosts. He brandished with the Stellar sword. The figures moaned while fading. Claudia shrieked. The rats climbed on her body. “Preserve us from the wicked One.” Julius gasped. The mammals went through the cracks and potholes. He made it rain with holy water. The rats burned into ashes. The survivers fled the scene. Claudia was breathing hard. “They tried to eat me.” She whispered. Julius was grim. “I know.” He said. “They are the servants of Abbadon.” That was the second rider. Both Jonathan Morris and Soma Cruz had encountered the woman. He sighed. Julius disliked to speak of such things. Claudia seemed to get it. She dropped the subject. They collected the crystals. “Let’s continue.” Julius said. Claudia smiled. The rats climbed up again. Julius bent to cut them before they might gather. Claudia struck with the short-sword. She got the witch’s purse. Claudia threw powder at the enemies. The mammals went up in flames. Julius shook his head. He really disliked their numbers. Claudia leaped to shoot the spiders. He picked the crystal. Julius went further down the tunnel. The torches stood further apart then before. “Something is amiss here.” Julius said. The air was so cold and dank at the same time. Water dripped from the ceiling. The earth almost turned to mud beneath his boots. Claudia arrived. She went above the spikes. He crossed himself. Julius got above. He reached the cells. “There is no one here.” Claudia remarked. Julius didn’t say anything. He went to cut down the shrubbery. “Watch out.” The man-wolf advised. Julius nodded. They got through. The corridor didn’t reach that far. The other end got overgrown with the shrubbery. “In Manos Toas Domini.” Julius made the sign of the cross. There where a crypt to either side. The draft was freezing. Julius tightened his grip. “Awake.” The warlock rose both hands above head with imperious command. “Dracul!” He bellowed. Julius acknowledged the challenge. “God with us!” He called in return. The zombies forced through the ground. Claudia screamed. She fired her flurry at the swarm of bats. Julius was ahead. He struck through the heart. The corpse collapsed. The warlock summoned others to help him. The crypts got forced open. The ghouls and rotting zombies appeared to take him. The leader was a vampire. Claudia howled. She was among the dead. Julius made a row of fireballs to fall down. The bodies threw their skulls. Julius threw five daggers. The flurry exploded on impact. The conjurer hid behind his shield. Claudia threw the powder about. The fabric burst on contact. She emptied the purse. Then Claudia got into hand-to-hand combat with Laura. Julius sidestepped the flurry. The warlock tried to shoot him. He then came with the knife in hand. Julius threw the axe in a high arch. The man used the shield. Julius made a glide. He got up to slash with the platinum sword. The warlock got taken aback. He was not a necromancer. The shield got shattered into pieces. Julius stamped with the crucifix. The energy ball exploded right into their faces before it might split in four. Julius used the laurels. That saved his face. Julius touched his features. The warlock was shrieking. He was after all only mortal. Julius felt pity about him. They where both humans, though the warlock had turned to evil. He gave the man the mercy of a clean cut. Julius got away from the explosion. Laura then jumped him like a black cat. Julius staggered back. He still got the sword held ready. The vampire impaled herself. The priest returned her gaze. Laura burned into ashes. Then he might relax. Claudia couldn’t. She picked the crystals. Julius got his share. He continued to cut through the shrubbery. The plantlife was real thick. Claudia made it to burn. Julius shrugged. That surely was one solution. He let it drop. “Which way?” He asked. They reached another crossroad. Claudia sniffed about the openings. For a while she looked confused. “Wait here.” She requested. Julius kept in place. The man-beast disappeared into the passage. She soon came back. There was a stern look on her face. “They got taken away.” Julius arched an eyebrow. Claudia spat on the floor. “They got held in prison.” She pointed at where she came. “Now they are gone.” Julius considered the statement. “You can still track them?” He asked. Claudia nodded. “That is no problem.” Julius crossed himself. “Let’s hunt.” He said. The man-wolf was ready. She soon found the scent. This hallway was tighter then the last. Julius looked for the monsters. The cave went even colder. He got a nasty feeling about this place. The bats swooped from several locations. Claudia and Julius fought back-to-back. The ghoul released an acid mist. “God with us!” Julius called. The coffins rattled. “Watch out!” Claudia cried.

Courtyard, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

They joined forces. The bounty-hunter was too quick and agile. Cedric and Thomas went in from both sides. The bitch looked small and skinny, but that was a set-up. She twirled with the lightsabre to tackle his guard. Cedric snarled. He charged the axe. The Cyborg already used those things to kill Horrace. He was a friend. She tied up Albert while he was too busy to notice. He at least wrecked the destroyer. Thomas stabbed with the trident. The bounty-hunter sped off while firing the blaster. They managed to repel the laser. There was no point in dodging. She got a homing device. Cedric threw himself sideways. Not even he was foolish enough to try block the grenades. Thomas howled. The sonic blast threw her from the sky. This time she managed to hold onto the lightsabre. She got up into a crouched position to fire the wrist-cannon. Cedric held the attack. The intensity forced him to step back. Thomas approached. The woman threw the sabre like a boomerang. The dark-breed threw himself down. She seemed to be out of shells. That was a relief. The bounty-hunter continued to fire the gun. Thomas threw a single garlic. The lightsabre exploded upon return. The Cyborg showed her empty hand. Then she reached down to the hip to pick out a hold-out weapon.

The crypt labyrinth, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

This really was nasty. Claudia got real angry. The order had no right to meddle in the royal tomb. The dragon head turned round to breathe flame. She wished Thomas was here. They didn’t have the mean to take out the cannons. Julius had figured it out. “Come on.” He muttered. “Kill me.” The priest tried to make them shoot each other. Claudia fired at the bats. They only made things worse. The dragon heads turned to fire. “Like that.” Julius finally sidestepped. The flames worked to activate the sum lock. “God with us.” The door was open.

The bats squeeked with blood thirst. Julius made it to rain with holy water. That gave a little peace and quiet. He frowned. It became too silent. “Preserve us from the wicked One.” Julius touched the crucifix. Claudia already went ahead. Julius moved through the opening. He recognised the area. They reached another tomb. “Glory be You.” There where no dragon heads in here. “Are you sure this is the right spot?” Julius asked. “I think so.” Claudia looked around. “This is a dead end.” Julius changed grip on the sword. “There might be a way.” The man-beast changed into her true form. “So let it be done.” He had a deep breath. Then Julius began to walk. This might make them into thieves. He would not be a tomb robber. “Be what may be.” Julius was half-way across the floor before he noticed. “These are not real tombs.” Claudia howled. The containers suddenly lit up with eerie blue torches. He made the sign of the cross. “He is to blame!” The man-wolf bellowed. “The necromancer made this to happen!” Julius was not surprised. He already guessed as much. “We got to melt the ice.” The priest reached into his backpack. He still kept a bottle. “I wouldn’t do that if I where you.” Julius unsheathed the sword. The group of men and women stood before the broken crypt. “Do you pretend the number of Chaos?” Their numbers where 11, not 111. The five witches laughed silently together. “Enough.” The spokesman told. “You shall regret ever having upposed us.” The other men looked grim beneath their hood and cloak. “We are the order of Shadow.” The lady with black hair proclaimed. “I know.” Julius stood tall. “Though you are only a cell in the network.” The younger man, with a short brown beard, shook his head. “That doesn’t matter.” He said. The spokesman acknowledged. “Prepare to be terminated.” The women went on their broomsticks. The men approached, daggers and knives in their hands. Julius summoned the clone. Together they leached into battle. The powder exploded. Julius buried the platinum blade within the heart of the bearded warlock. Claudia released a series of sickles. The man-beast fought to take the witches. The clone pierced the head of the spokesman. Julius stamped with the crucifix. The warlock staggered. Julius threw the dagger forward. He got to be quick about it. One member knelt to summon the zombies. The clone got hit by the orbs. Julius threw the axe into the air. He made it to split in three. The witch shrieked before burning to ashes. Claudia leaped. The man-wolf stabbed her claws through the throat of the shooter. The clone threw the sword right through the heart of a witch. Then he vanished. They fought back-to-back. Claudia found more powder. She used it against the corpses. Julius forged the angel sword. The gauntlets burned. He was able to rpel the impact. The trio of witches, that where alive, circled about to might find an opening. Claudia nail the tall woman. Julius picked his moment. He threw the Shuriken through the air. The conjurer fell back. He then exploded. Julius caught the item upon return. The man-beast used the remains of the powder to burn the witch. The last woman threw herself down. Claudia shrieked. She pulled up the short-sword. The woman got impaled on impact. Claudia pushed him behind. She saved him from the flames. The fire left her gasping upon the floor. Julius knelt. He managed to eace her pain. Julius thanked the Lord before he replaced the laurels. The last of the warlock also had bent. They beheld each other from across her body. “Do not think I will make it easy for you.” He hissed. Julius made no reply. There was something else. “Preserve us from the wicked One.” He breathed. The warlock didn’t get it. Then something came upon him. The man shrieked as the blurred figure leaped back up among the shadows. “In the name of the Father, the Son and of the holy Ghost!” Julius held the sword upright. “Let Your will be done!” The flaming cross appeared overhead. The image was bright enough for them to see. The body dropped from the ceiling. “Very rude to interrupt someone who is enjoying her meal.” The shadow landed in front. “Or should I think different?” Claudia was getting up. “Like the main dish has arrived?” The redhead laughed. The sound sent chills down his spine. “I will kill you here.” The young woman was clad in crimson. “I have become immortal.” Julius sighed. “You are Dracula’s bride.” He said. “I am Ruth.” She smiled. Julius pulled back by the venom in her voice. “You are not her.” Ruth rolled. She came up to kick with both her legs. Julius groaned. He held forth the crucifix. The undead got scorched. “Julius!” Claudia warned. “The armours are building up!” She was right. Julius was to busy. Ruth came back down to rip her claws. He ducked to might strike her through the stomach. She rolled aside. The armoured centinals got armed with a spear and shield. Ruth tackled with dual knee-kicks. Julius leaped above. He threw the vial. Ruth screamed. The flames burned her flesh. Then she got him with a flip punch. Julius used the laurels. Claudia hurled the scythes. The centinal took it upon the shield. Julius hurled the axe. Ruth made a back-flip. The prity blue eyes burned with Hell’s fire behind the gaze. “In Manos Toas Domini!” Julius cried. “God with us!” The axe split in three. The vampire dodged altogether. She made a leap to ram him with a jump-kick. Julius caught her with his arms on fire. Ruth screamed like a forsaken soul. Then she vanished like mist. Julius looked aside. Claudia used up the powder. She managed to defeat the centinal. Although he left the spiked armour as a distraction. Ruth came back. Julius figured the name was because of the count’s fancy. Ruth Van Helsing had been one of very few women to defeat him. The bride went in so fast. She struck down with both claws. The mail shirt saved his life. Ruth snarled with frustration. She was not very old as a vampire. She brought the arm in front when he cut with the sword. Blood stained the earth. Ruth sent him a high kick. Julius opened the book. The pages cut through her defence. “May the Lord make mercy upon your soul.” Julius removed the head with one quick swipe. “C… Cannot be!” She cried. “I, a vampire, defeated by a mere human?!” The body went up in flames. But before it might burn, he noticed the look of relief upon her face. Julius relaxed. “Rest in peace.” Ruth would be forgiven. But, for security’s sake, he also impaled and beheaded the warlock’s corpse. Julius got clear of the outburst. He did the right thing. Claudia obtained some garlic. She used them to blow up the piled armour. There was only one left. The bats went like a wave. They came from inside the crypt. The armoured centinal stabbed for the heart. Claudia howled. She took hold of the spear to release her energy. The armour blazed from inside. Julius made it to rain with holy water. He got to handle the bats. The centinal dashed. Claudia got pulled over by the shield. The brute twirled with the spear. Julius made the homing ball to chase and destroy. The armoured centinal got shot through the head. The helmet fell off. Julius shuddered. There was nothing inside. The bats flapped about. They settled on Claudia’s body. Julius threw the crystal. The centinal got blasted from within. The knight then fell into a spiked pile. Julius didn’t rest. He crashed a vial. The holy water burned the bats to ashes. Claudia screamed. Julius hurried to help her. “Sorry.” He said. “Believe me, I didn’t meant to hurt you.” The priest was shocked by his actions. Claudia survived, though it might take some time for her to pick back together.

Courtyard, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The super battle-droid got aimed. The laser-sight was turned on her. The white lion threw herself sideways. The robot calculated for expected mobility. The twin laser’fire doged her track. Iris hid behind a sculpture. The super battle-droid was unable to react. The machine was crushed beneath the rubble. The white lion hoped the founder wouldn’t be angry when his statue got destroyed. Iris exhaled. She changed back into her human form. Her people smashed the robots to bits. Most of them at any rate. The super battle-droids pushed through the rubble. They got armed with launchers. Hugo came from behind. The young man-beast ripped the head of the robot. The comrade turned round to launch another rocket. Hugo used the droid as a shield. The blast knocked him cold. Iris snarled. She clipped the robot with a succession of scythes. The machine crumbled and moved no more. Iris shook her head. They got most of the children secured inside the church. She looked toward the heart of the combat. Cedric and Thomas tried to defeat Daria. She knew about her. Daria Glenholm was the representative sent by the “Brencorp” industries. The queen failed to figure their interest. They brought the order into the den. Iris would tell Julius about it. If he ever returned.

The crypt labyrinth, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The pile of spiked armour got blown to pieces. Claudia smirked, although it never reached her eyes. That was the last of the onions. The man-beast found them within the lamp. Thomas showed her what they might do. Claudia dismissed. The ice was melting. “Hello, Justin.” The man-wolf was free. He brushed the frost off the fur. “Thank the founders you found me.” He exhaled. Claudia shook her head. “Come.” She said. “You must help me to free the others.” Justin left the niche. She had a look inside. Claudia was glad they didn’t defile the tombs.

The crypt was octagonal in form. Julius made the sign of the cross. The torches burned bright to illuminate the tombs. He told Claudia to rescue the clansfolk. Julius gave her the bottle. There should be no problem. Julius inhaled. He prayed it would be that way. Now he got work to do. Julius was a vampire hunter. He felt the presence as soon he entered the crypt. The order of Shadow must have performed a ritual. “I know you are in here.” Julius told. “Show yourself.” He was calm. The Lord would be with him. The huge sarcophagus was made for someone exaulted or beloved. “That I am.” The figure pushed through the floor. Julius beheld the vampire with much care. “Hail thee, mighty Belmont.” He heard that before. “I am the lady of the crypt.” Julius stood tall, although he felt his blood turn cold. “You are the bride of Mathias Krohnquist.” Julius knew the story. This woman was Rinaldo’s daughter. Walter Bernhardt used her to engage the brotherhood founder in his game. “Nay.” She said. “Thou arth mistaken.” Julius tightened the grip. “I was a queen of the city.” The armour was painted with bright colours. “The order granted me new life.” The helmet concealed the upper portions of her face. Julius was sure she smiled. The iron collard couldn’t hide the lips and fangs. “As an undead.” Then her laugher seemed to fill the tomb, with the echoes of darkness. “Preserve us from the wicked One.” Julius struck with the Stellar sword. “That thy think.” The lady vanished. Julius looked around. He got to find her. Then the lady reappeared behind. She was about to kiss his neck. Julius twirled. The lady reached inside her flared-jacket to unsheath her swords. “Thou killed mine pray.” She caught his blade. “Thee shall die for having disturbed mine resting-place.” Julius got back. He knew she might pull him down under. “Open Hell’s gate!” She decreed. “Come forth, mine servants!” The zombies pushed through the ground. Julius made the fireball to chase and destroy. “May! Curse thee, Belmont!” The corpses burned. Julius advanced. The lady disappeared back into the earth. The shrine must be defiled. The priest would purify this den of demons. The vampire was back. She attacked with her arms on fire. Julius threw his dagger at her. She shrieked when the knife split in three. Julius made the sign of the cross. The zombies pulled out to take him. Julius hid behind the spinning books. The lady reappeared. Her fangs got exposed. Julius couldn’t be sure, though he thought the gaze burned behind the helmet. The woman carried a crown on top. She stabbed through the tomes. Julius tripped. He fell back. That saved his life. The lady of the crypt reached with her arms on fire. Julius doused her with holy water. She screamed while the quality boiled through the armour. Then she was gone. Julius got up. He barely retrieved the sword. The zombies had arrived. Julius got to fight. “Thou arth lost.” The lady held him in a grasp. “Kiss me.” She cooed. “I would desire thy final breath.” The gravity well was pulling him down. Julius already got the mud in his boots. The corpses gathered. “In the name of Jesus of Nazareth!” Julius held up the crucifix. “Nay!” The vampire hissed. “It cannot be Him!” The stone cross appeared overhead. The lady shrieked. “Glory be You!” The image burst. “Our Father in Heaven!” The splinters of shining emarald jabbed into the armour. The zombies got cut to pieces. Julius pulled free. He struck with the platinum sword. Her blood stained the earth. The vampire was hurt. Julius made a back-flip. He was afraid of the liquid. Julius crossed himself. A single drop might cripple his blood stream. The lady of the crypt came like a swarm of bats. Julius raised the blade in a defensive posture. The lady attacked with her arms and swords on fire. Julius recognised the design. He forged the pyre sword. The clash of blades sent echoes throughout the crypt. “Open Hell’s gate!” She snarled into his face. “Come forth, mine servants!” The fangs got revealed. Julius felt chills down his spine. He kept up the fight. Then Julius threw himself sideways. “God with us!” He made a row of meteors to fall down. The zombies was crushed beneath the onslaught. “Thy shall die.” The cold determination chilled him to the bone. She reached through the ground. Before she might strike, Julius threw the axe. He made it split in three. The undead leach forth. This time she didn’t react fast enough. The axe got buried in her chest. She screamed. Blood oozed from between her lips. “Haunt me no longer.” He stamped with the crucifix. The lady burned. Julius marked her cheek. He almost threw up by the scent of fried flesh. “So thou think.” The lady smiled. She was about to pull him down under. Her grasp was on fire. Julius took hold of the axe. The lady bellowed. Julius twisted to impale the heart. “This is for the people you betrayed.” Julius made her to eat the book. The lady let go. Julius pulled away. The body lay on the floor. An eerie black smoke eminated from within. Julius had no mind. He bent to holster the body. “Rest in peace.” Julius replaced her inside the sarcophagus. “You are free.” He made the sign of the cross. The cries of wild and soulless laugher made him freeze. “Thou think to defeat mine?” The voice felt like a battering-ramp to his heart. “Fool! I live as energy.” The voice seemed to come from nowhere and everywhere at the same time. “I can take on any form I so choose!” He again got ambushed by that laugher. “Watch, and despair!” She bellowed. “I am Shadow!” Julius surrendered his soul. The lady told the truth. She reformed up against the frozen wall. Julius exhaled. The praying mantis was huge like a lorry. She remained in place, awaiting his assault. Julius knelt, the sword on the floor. Her eyes burned red with hate. “In the name of Jesus of Nazareth.” Julius proclaimed. ”For the white lion!” The man-beast entered the cave. Claudia was in the leed. Julius was picked off the floor. “Open Hell’s gate!” The lady demanded. “Come forth, mine servants!” The six or so shadow crawlers appeared to either side. The man-wolves got busy. The praying mantis was about to bite his head off. “God with us!” Julius cracked the vial right between her eyes. The lady bellowed with pain. The pinchers would crush him. Julius threw the crystal. He made it to split in three. The mantis finally let go. Julius managed to roll to safety. He got up to watch the fire burn her body. Then the shadow crawlers moved to box him in. Julius threw five daggers. The hollow beast exploded. The brother sped to take him. Claudia was back. She pumped the beast with plasma. She let him take the crystals. The huge monster reached into the ground. Julius crossed himself. The mantis pulled a huge boulder from the earth. She held it above head. Julius didn’t wait. The lady of the crypt made the rock to shatter into a debris spread-shot. The priest ran to save himself. The man-beasts also hurried aside. Then Claudia was the next pray. The monster laughed while bringing her up to eye-level. “Die!” Before the pinchers might close, the man-wolf fired the scythes. The lady of the crypt refused to let go. Julius reached for the book. But then Claudia opened the bottle. The flame was like blue liquid. The quality went down to melt the ice. The monster shrieked. She got the flame in her eyes. Claudia got released, although she hurled the purse into her mouth. The Bibuti exploded. Claudia landed back down. She almost got taken by the crawlers. Julius went to the rescue. The lady picked and hurled another debris onslaught. The people got hurt. Julius beheaded the shadow crawler. The lady reached to take him. Julius picked the crystals. “God with us!” Then he threw the axe. Julius was a Belmont by blood. The weapon was on fire. “Curse thee!” The lady bellowed. “Curse thee all to Hell!” The axe hit between the legs. The mantis almost fell on her back. The man-beasts used the opportunity to fill her with scythes. The monster burned. She really fell back into the nitch. Julius approached. The shadow crawlers went all about. They climbed on the walls and ceilings. The lady of the crypt was getting back up. She used the pinchers as weapons. The man-wolves got scattered. Julius noticed he got the book in hand. He released the trio of fireballs to chase and destroyed. They burned on impact. The mantis was bleeding rivers of blood. She didn’t die! The mantis was too big. She took the tribe to squeeze them. “Please!” Julius called. “Help us! We are perishing!” The flaming cross appeared overhead. “God with us!” He cried. The mantis noticed about him. That was too late. Julius was with the Lord. He was certain about it. The cross burst. The flames washed across the mantis. The man-beasts cried. “Lord!” The lady of the crypt was dead. The huge body fell into a heap. The crystal ball fell out. Julius let it rebound about the floor. The man-wolves touched it. Julius was grateful as they got restored. The priest would heal the others. “Thank you.” Claudia approached. “For everything.” She then embrazed him. “For saving us.” Julius smiled. For a moment he shared her warmth. Then he let go. Claudia helped him to restore the others. Then Julius went to inspect the hidden chamber. The others followed. “This is a warp point.” The priest explained. “No one knows who built them, but they might be used to move about the city.” Julius crossed himself. “Though I don’t know the way.” Claudia met his gaze. “I trust you.” She said. “I am sure it will be good.” Julius wished he got her bravery. “Alright.” He exhaled. “I know you pledged fealty to the tribe founders.” He let a hand run through his blonde hair. Julius sighed. “You have to trust me now.” He knew he was dirty. “You have to kneel before the mirror.” Julius did himself. “You must hold hands.” Claudia already got one. The other members exchanged glances, then they bent. “Let be Your will.” Julius submitted. Everything blinked. They got taken to another place. Julius kept her hand tight. She returned the favour. This was it.

The church, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

They appeared inside another secured location. Claudia let go. The other members got up. “The wall is frozen.” Julius remarked. “You don’t have to worry.” Claudia produced the bottle. “I went back to refill it.” Julius crossed himself. “Get ready.” The man-wolf released the liquid fire. “Here.” She threw it right back. Julius caught it. He put the bottle into the backpack. “Come on!” They left the niche. “This is the reason.” Julius made the sign of the cross. They came out into a war-zone. The church was occupied by the man-wolves. The children huddled together at the save spots. Julius unsheathed the sword. The elder teenagers fought to hold the exits. Julius looked at the crypt entrance. The tiles where back in place. He shook it off. “What do we do now?” Only Claudia was left. The remaining clansfolk left to support the others. “We do what we must.” Julius tightened his grip. “We hunt the night.” Claudia smiled. She changed into her man-beast form. Julius went for the nearest gate. The teens puled back to regroup. The battle-droids launched a rocket through the opening. “God with us!” Julius made the books to deflect. The missile exploded. The priest rushed through to challenge the robots. Claudia was in hot presuit. She filled the group with plasma.

Courtyard, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The robots blasted their way forward. Anna was protected by the war force. She made a meteor dash to get through. “Roger, roger.” The battle-droids got shot to pieces. Anna cheered. She danced about while casting the star field. The bounty-hunter had activated the back-up teams. The super battle-droid aimed with the laser. Anna licked her lips. The machine got a perfect angle. She force-kicked the head before it might fire. Anna smiled. She followed up with a dual force-punch. That wasn’t the end, she knew it already. The second robot already opened fire. Anna barely got the war force up in time. She danced to make lightning strike down. The impact sent the robot flying. Michael and Robert sent approving glances. Anna smiled. She had some steps. The dancing girl enjoyed being adored. “Freeze!” The super battle-droid demanded. “Roger, roger.” The other robots got armed with launchers. The man-beasts kept in place. “As you wish.” Anna teased. “Come and get me.” She kept her arms above head. The pose revealed her charm. The machines where not impressed. She guessed. This was a set-up. Anna sang. She changed into the fury Phoenix. The men gaped. The fire bird dashed through the air. Anna retained her human body. The robots got destroyed.

The robots focused their fire. Marina noticed. He was back. The priest looked weary and haggared, though he kept fighting. The naiad felt jealous about the man-beast. That she had been with him all the time. Marina brushed it off. The white lion sent them to guide. Julius noticed the hot spot. He fought through to reach the bounty-hunter. She held off against both Cedric and Thomas. Marina sidestepped the rocket. She cracked with the whip to release icicles. The robots didn’t really pay much attention. Marina recognised the symbol. The Brencorp insignia marked the chest-plate. She made the robot freeze. The Cyborg picked a hold-out weapon. She threw flames through the air. That made them to pull back. Then Julius arrived. Claudia covered his back. The vampire hunter hid behind a circle of crosses. Then he made a row of fireballs to fall down. The woman got behind. Julius was shielded by the two spinning books. The seeker surrounded him in a blaze of laser fire. “God with us!” Julius made it to rain with holy water. The Cyborg got above. The fireball hit her. The replacement arm exploded. “You won’t get away with this.” She hissed. “The New Order shall fill your city with soldiers.” Then she sped off. Marina bit her lip. It was over. Or so it might appear.

The robots got deactivated. Thomas relaxed. He leaned against the trident. “Then we realized that Brencorp was to blame.” The princess told about the installation. Although Thomas already expected, they should have told long ago. Claudia noticed his expression. “I know we should have allied with the movement.” Iris shook her head. “I don’t know if they want us.” She sighed. “They already asked for volunteers.” Iris tugged at her neclase. “The tribe isn’t all that popular.” The priest folded his hands. “You have to negociate.” He said. “That is why you got me.” Anna spread her arms wide. “I am the volunteer.” She made some steps. Thomas muttered. The others exchanged glances. “Take it easy.” The dancing girl reached to hold him. “I won’t let you down.” Anna smiled. “Go and destroy that installation.” She really ment it. “I make it work.” Anna inhaled. “I shall speak with them.” Her arts would be put to the test. Anna didn’t let it show, though he smelled her worry. “Imeet you at Debias.” Thomas hoped she might keep that promise. It was up to her now. “So let it be.” Julius made the sign of the cross. ”Then let us go.” He unsheathed the sword. “The water has been polluted.” Marina was serious. “You carry me home?” She asked. “Sure.” Thomas would do his best.

Living quarters, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The weapons where cooling. Daria checked the instruments. She cursed. They almost caused a burnout. The Cyborg got to re-energize. Daria returned to her private little workshop. She replaced the inplamented arm. The flame-thrower got ready. She replaced it within the compartment. The signal got through. Daria got into a ready position. The employer would hate to be waiting. “I salute you, my lord.” She hailed upon approach. “I see you survived the encounter.” Damien Frost looked small at this angle. Though his presence was strong, even in this format. “I did.” Daria acknowledged. “I will return my payment to you.” She failed the mission. Daria would be grateful enough to escape with her life. This much she might do. “That will not be necessary.” The candidate remarked. “You might keep your price.” A smile showed on his face. “You will receive an additional bounty.” Daria managed to remain calm, although she felt confused. “I will require you again.” He told. “For bodyguard service.” She made a nod. “As you say, my lord.” This would be interesting. “Return to the lantern.” He told. “Your quarters are prepared.” The bounty-hunter acknowledged the statement. “The submarine is waiting.” The hologram then faded. ”I will be ready.” Daria spoke into the void.

Hidden docks, forgotten city. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

He inhaled. “Is everything alright?” Julius asked. Thomas shrugged. “I don’t think the order got naiads in mind when they designed this.” Julius could agree. Marina looked like a child in her seat. “I can handle it.” She insisted. “Suits me.” They exchanged amused looks. “Ready?” Julius crossed himself. Thomas looked so eager. His eyes shone like polished gold. “I hope.” Marina would be the co-pilot. The dark-breed smirked. Julius shook his head. “I pray that we get through.” She sent him a quick glance. “Trust us.” The chamber began to fill with water. Neither of them actually used a submarine before. Julius prayed it would work. “Let’s see what this bucket might do.” Thomas had his own toys when living with his father. “Copy that.” Marina smiled. They moved out to sea. Marina kept watching out the viewport. Julius was glad the searchlights didn’t reach that far. “Hang on.” She moved between huge rocks. “Stay sharp.” Thomas instructed. Time went past while they continued. Julius tried to figure how it worked. “Sit down.” Thomas said. “We’re closing in.” He activated the communicator. “Look on the size of that thing.” Marina almost whispered. Julius crossed himself. “Let me speak.” The dark-breed bent forward. “So let it be.” Julius prayed it would work.

They didn’t have to wait. “We have you on our screens now. Please identify.” The polite English voice got a hint of that disgustive sweet tingling sound. Marina and Thomas exchanged glances. “They have a magnetic field.” The naiad showed her reading. “This is shuttle “Cagnazzo”.” The dark-breed pulled together. “We are requesting deactivation of the energy shield.” They waited for the reply. The lantern only grew in size. “Please transpire clearance code for shield passage. Stand by.” Marina smiled. “Transmission commencing.” She watched while Thomas pushed the button. “Why aren’t they responding?” The priest asked. “She must have put the request to a higher command.” The naiad touched the necklace. Thomas snarled. They had to destroy the installation. “They aren’t going for it.” He muttered. “Shuttle “Cagnazzo”.” The voice was back. “Deactivation of the shield will commence immediately. Please follow your present course.” Marina exhaled. “You’re free to dock on platform C. Welcome to the “Evil’s nest”.” She quenched a giggle. “Thank you.” Thomas informed. They followed the coordinates toward the installation. “Copy that.” Marina teased before she quit the conversation. The submarine picked up. The naiad got back to work.

The naiad was in charge. Thomas might relax. He looked back over his shoulder. Julius kept his seat. The priest looked worried. The dark-breed noticed he kept touching with that purse. He wondered what might be inside. Anna had given it to him. Thomas felt slightly worried about it. He opened the purse. Thomas bared his teeth. Three perfect blue gemstones fell down into the hand. Thomas left his seat. The white lion said they where elf stones. But what did she know? Iris might be the queen, though she was no mage. Thomas was still curious. Julius closed his grasp. “She told me to give them away.” He let them drop into the purse. The dark-breed growled. Julius noticed. “I won’t give them to her.” That was a relief, although he didn’t let it show. The hunter made them to disappear. “Thomas.” The naiad said. “I need your help.” They reached destination. “Get ready.” Julius told. The naiad licked her lips. Thomas waited until the platform got drained. The others lined up. “Then we hunt the night.” The priest crossed himself. Thomas released the hatch. He then reloaded the pistol. “It begins.” Julius remarked. The door slid aside. Marina cracked with the whip before leaving. Thomas couldn’t help but smile. The naiad was so sweet. Then he got serious.

The “Maid and dragon”, Vegol village. The 22nd. Of December 2098 A.D.

The girls moaned. Elayne bent her back. The man held her arms tight overhead. Saroya was riding his friend. The redhead was only 16 years old. Sanchea lusted to entertain. The brunette was an enchantress. She got to use her power. Elayne gasped. He pulled at her blonde hair. The grasp made dark stains upon her skin. Elayne had no mind. She reached climax. That left her afire. He fell on top. Elayne would have to wash again. She got dirty. He gave her the gold. He looked down on her. He smiled. “You are the best.” He told. Elayne blushed. She was a witch. Not a harlot. This was the punishment for failure. The thought almost made her to sob. She managed to restrain. The tears would only destroy her makeup. Saroya was finished. The other man reached between her red painted lips. Saroya gained her price. Elayne felt abused, though the Dark Lord owned her. They sat together. Saroya gazed into her blue eyes. Elayne met the green stare. The witch thugged with her sun coloured hair. Elayne bent to release the grip. Instead, she drew a tear. “Black magic.” Saroya breathed. She regained composure. The men groaned. Sanchea shrieked. The 21 year old enchantress reached climax. The men soon left the room. Elayne shuddered. She remained loyal to his memory.

(A.N: I’m really sorry for this long update. This is a long chapter. I wish to thank the producers of OoS and LoS MoF for some key inspiration. Some other elements got inspired by my personal favourite, CotM. Have a nice time.)