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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.

“” Yes, you are my light, Lord. The Lord lit up in my darkness.””

2. Samuel: 22. 29.

Chapter 9: Dancing The Stairs Away.

Forest of Debias, Warakiya. The 22nd. of December 2098 A.D.

The soldiers kept in a row. Daniella Aulin went on a final tour of inspection. The Laruba mansion lay ahead. The wind blew snow at their faces. Daniella sighed. This would be the test. Tholin and Virginia led the dwarven dog soldiers. The battle-mage brandished with the hammer. Tobias got killed by the orc soldiers. The Centaurs came to tell them. “We are ready.” Bern informed. Daniella smiled. “Shall we begin?” Sheah sat on her greyhound. “In a moment.” Daniella touched the crucifix. “The druid might blow his horn.” She didn’t know why the poltergeist king was waiting. The sun was above the horizon. Renate bent on her knees. The sheathed sword lay in front. The seer would stay behind to protect the twins. Sylvia and Celia would have to serve for the wounded. “Daniella!” The Unicorns came back, though they were fewer than before. “This is terrible.” Henry was ahead. The soldier looked haggard. “The order has taken Earendil.” Daniella felt so tired. “No.” She said. “That can’t be true.” Henry pulled through the brown hair. The soldier seemed as if he aged a decade. “Oh but it is.” Henry hid his face. “I am sure.” Daniella sighed. “You have to move the attack.” The Unicorn approached. “I am Ithilien.” They didn’t leave. Daniella felt so relieved.

Final approach, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The submarine reached the general’s platform. “Release the hatch.” The Cyborg demanded. She was expected. The shock troopers moved aside as Daria Glenholm went down the ramp to approach the embassy.” Hail the count.” The mechanical breathing revealed her presence. “Hail the count.” Daria returned the salute. “Black Rage.” The warlock had become the head of the scientist restoration project. “The Dark Lord candidate is waiting for you.” The voice got altered by the mask’s vocabulator. “I know that.” Daria was enlisted by Damien Frost. “I received my reward.” Although the passage got illuminated, the warlock’s armour seemed to consume the light. Daria slightly shuddered. She felt grateful for being a bounty hunter. “We are to meet him atop the final approach.” The darkside informed. “As you say, my lady.” They kept silent as the walk continued. The breathing picked her nerves. Daria guessed she had to get used to it. She shouldn’t have accepted the contract. Then there were some offers which couldn’t be refused. Daria dismissed the matter. She polished the red and white suit to look nice when presenting the candidate. “Here we are.” Black Rage allowed her to step into the elevator. “Thank you.” Why did he need her? Daria kept at attention while rising up.

Construction site, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The bats squeaked with blood thirst. Christopher Graves struck with the broad sword. The dead soldier fired his rifle. “Stronger we are in the name of the Lord!” Anette was an Erlanger, the descendants of the Remard family. She released the cat. The animal friend tore them to shreds. Christopher drew sweat of his brow. He would rather fight out in the countryside. The bats attacked. Desmond exhaled. “God with us!” He threw the dagger forward. Christopher made it to split in three. He pulled back the short black ponytail. The coat belonged to Julius Belmont. Desmond cleaned the sword on the soldier’s uniform. He touched the cross. “We have to go.” Anette and Hammer were volunteers. They should have gone to the Vatican. Christopher worked for the Brent corporation. He came upon some rather strange information. The Graves might have their grievances with the Kishine, but they were Belmonts by blood. Desmond became the vampire hunter. He discovered about this place. Christopher wouldn’t stand by while the Dark Lord kept building his army. He closed his grey eyes. “I know.” Anette put a hand on his shoulder. He met her blue eyes. She shook her dark blonde hair. They mourned for Andrew. He sighed. Desmond went to opened the hatch.

The den, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

They might leave the submarine. “God with us.” Julius crossed himself before unsheathing the Stellar sword. The naiad went ahead. Marina touched the controls. “Be ready.” She made the door to slid aside. “Get back.” Thomas growled. The dark-breed kept the trident in both hands. Julius figured out. The bats came through. He made it to rain with holy water. They shared the crystals. “This is a slaughter.” Thomas breathed. The priest agreed. The soldiers lay dead on the floor. “Preserve us from the evil One.” Marina shrugged. She stepped out into the oval room. “Look.” The dark-breed went to the hologram. “Behold.” Marina made a grimace. “The subterranean lantern.” Julius tightened his grip. This wasn’t the time. The bats squeaked before leaving. Thomas released a sonic howl. The dead soldiers had come alive. “God with us!” Julius threw the gold knife. He made it to split in three. The zombie soldier was about to fire. Marina arrived. They had to fight back-to-back. The naiad brandished with the “Black pain” whip. Thomas pulled back to fire his shotgun. The priest didn’t notice which ammo he used. That didn’t matter. The imps tried to pull him down. Julius got his own problems. He forged the pyre sword. The priest got a nasty feeling someone was watching. “Save us.” He noticed about the cam-posts. “I know.” Marina struck to release the icicles. “It can wait.” Julius acknowledged. He made a circle of crosses to rise up. The dead soldiers got burned on impact. “Glory be You!” The bats got scattered about. “Our Father in Heaven!” Julius made the sign of the cross. The imp was flying in the air. “Get down!” Thomas howled. “They emit enflamed bursts!” They did. The priest made a sidestep. “Good Lord.” Julius might see beyond the obvious. “They are the freaks from Hell!” The little witch opened the spell book to release the pages. Thomas twirled with the trident. His force managed to repel the flames. “God with us!” Julius released through the gauntlets. The homing ball searched and destroyed. The imps got defeated. Julius exhaled. He might finally have a look around. Or perhaps not. “Watch out!” The door to the corridor was open. Thomas got in front. The robot looked like a skeleton. He was armed. “God with us!” Julius cried. The machine opened fire. Julius got down. The robot carried a rifle and automaton gun. “In the name of Jesus of Nazareth!” The priest presented the crucifix. Marina threw powerful frost magic. The robot got frozen in place. Julius exhaled. But then the machine broke free. How could it be? Julius shook it off. The naiad got hit by a bullet. Thomas howled. He leached upon the monster. The robot opened fire. The dark-breed released a full burst of cross bullets. The robot staggered, although it didn’t stop. Julius tightened the grip. The dark-breed howled. He tried to tear it apart. His body blazed with energy. The robot hit him in the head. “God with us!” Julius challenged the enemy. He threw the shuriken before forging the angel sword. The robot released his friends. The Shuriken exploded on impact. Julius made the sign of the cross. His life might be a weapon. “Julius!” Marina threw herself on top. The machine gathered up. Although the ribs and hand got smashed, the robot aimed its firearm. The naiad used her cloak as a shield. She deflected the bullets. Her eyes got filled with dark ecstasy. The priest felt nervous. Marina got cursed by the druid. She threw five silver knives. The daggers froze on impact. The machine was kept in place. Julius pushed her aside. He went to check on Thomas. The dark-breed was getting around. “Blast you.” He muttered while pulling through his hair. Julius was able to heal him. Thomas didn’t mind. He released a solid cross-shaped blast forward. The machine got free. The impact should be the end. The robot made a last ditch effort to fire the gun. Julius struck down. The angel sword pierced the skull. The robot wined. Then it burst to pieces. The priest collected the crystals. Then he almost collapsed.

The pain was almost unbearable. Marina bit together. The bullet got buried in her shoulder. “Keep still.” The dark-breed managed to pick it out. “This might hurt.” She moaned. Julius got across to use the laurels. He really looked tired. The naiad didn’t mind. Julius was able to heal her. “Thank you.” She so wished to kiss him. That wasn’t all about the curse. Julius was a nice man. She got up to gather her things. They better leave this place before anything else might happen. Marina sighed as she replaced the hat. She was their little witch. She got everything she wanted. But it wasn’t enough. Marina got to fight her feelings. She knew they could make her crazy. “What is that smell?” She thought they burned the soldiers. “Beware.” Thomas went ahead. “I think this might be the maintain crew.” Julius reached for the crucifix. The naiad made a grimace. They polluted the lake. Marina cracked with the “Black pain” whip. She would make them to suffer. The workers came to prepare the area. “God with us!” Julius cried. The maintain zombies went to take him away. Thomas howled before he fired the shotgun. They burned the corpses. Marina released powerful wind magic. She distracted the bats. “Come on!” Marina called. “They are pulling back!” She would burn the lot.

“Clockwork”, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

There was that smell again. Thomas sniffed the air. “Blood of the hunter.” The dark-breed mused. Julius sent him a glance. They didn’t have time. The workers kept crawling for dinner. Marina played with the pendant. Thomas shrugged. That was none of his business. She cast powerful water magic upon the area. The zombies got washed into submission. Whisp howled. The dark-breed retained his true form. He tore the corpses apart. “That was glamorous.” Marina remarked. He snarled. The naiad held her hands up when pulling back. Thomas growled. He never meant to scare her. Thomas picked the gems. That was at least some relief. “Come over here.” The priest inspected the statues. “We have to replace them to might open the gate.” Julius was right. The dark-breed recognised the angels. “Then where is the eye?” He asked. Marina bit her lip. “I think this is it.” The pond got shaped like an eye. Julius frowned. “I don’t like it.” He said. Thomas left him to pounder. He found the switches. “They keep on watching us.” The naiad beheld the cameras. Thomas snarled. He would have to do something about it. That could wait. Thomas inspected the instruments. How did they work? He almost forgot. Thomas shrugged. He had to find out.

Construction site, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The fight was over. Anette dismantled the flame. She waited as Desmond went to collect the crystals. She managed a smile. They replenished some energy. Then she exhaled. Anette had a look through the window. “Good Lord in Heaven.” This was where they started. She made the sign of the cross. “That is the construction site.” The hunter sighed. “I know.” Anette didn’t speak. She felt too frightened. Desmond put his hands on her shoulders. “The elevators are moving again.” He whispered. Anette had to gather. The machines where making robots. When complete, they went to stand on the lifters. “I won’t go down there.” Anette said. “I don’t blame you.” Desmond tightened his grip. She looked up at him. “Thanks.” Anette told. The robot opened the door. “Get back!” The skeleton was armed with a shotgun and rifle. Desmond threw the vial down. The robot got bathed in flames. “Stronger we are in the name of the Lord!” Anette charged her spell to fire a laser. The machine sidestepped the effort. “God with us!” Desmond threw the axe in a high arch. The robot staggered back. Anette threw the birds skyward. The Falcon lifted her to safety before the meteors struck down. Anette hoped he survived. Then she sighed. Desmond got protected by the holy books.

“Three pretty petals”, Dora wood. The 22nd. of December 2098 A.D.

The hour was past midnight. The escort lady threw the cloth into the basin. Gabrielle beheld her reflection in the water. The light brown hair went from all around the head to frame her features. The French woman thought she looked much older with the cosmetics. Gabrielle suddenly hated herself. She felt an urge to break the basin into a million pieces. That wouldn’t change anything. She fell on her knees. Gabrielle so wished to cry. She huddled before the fireplace. The innkeeper forbids such relief. Tears would only reduce the worth of his stock. That was how he put it anyway. Gabrielle pulled the dress down to conceal herself. Though the top floor was preserved for the luxury clients, she felt better when not having to display herself. There was a soft knock on the door. “Leave me alone!” Gabrielle didn’t bother to turn. She already knelt. The undead where always welcomed. Gabrielle would rather put an axe to work. She shivered by the thought. “May I enter?” Gillian was at the doorway. Gabrielle shook it off. She sometime acted like the sacrifice. “Drop it.” She sighed. “Do come in.” The French lady felt almost angry. The emotion soon erupted. The landlord told their hopes and dreams where to no avail. “Susan and Ronja are ready.” Gillian said.

Final approach, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The dark lady had returned. “Commander.” The second member of the lantern’s general staff snapped to attention. The warlock admired. Cedric Von Holm was a far more educated officer then both the senior controller and the captain serving on duly. “I want you to deploy squad 1 and 5 to the den area.” She told. “At once my lady.” The commander gave his salute before turning to execute her will. “My lady.” Dietrich Herzt made a step forward. “Yes captain?” Black Rage turned to look on the vampire. “What is it?” Captain Herzt seemed a bit nervous. “I have to report that the intruders have escaped us.” For a while she kept breathing. “Is that so?” The warlock then asked. “We are not yet sure.” She had to respect his courage. “Though the security was very resourceful.” So it might appear. “Continue.” She told. “Bring the hunters to me.” The captain gave his salute. “Yes my lady.” He said. “As you wish.” He then turned and left her presence. Black Rage kept in place. She clasped her hands behind her back. The black lady beheld the personal. She acknowledged their activity. So they should. Black Rage would uphold his rule. They all belonged to the Dark Lord now.

Construction site, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The robot rose from the ashes. Christopher felt chills down his spine. The machine turned to open fire. “Get down!” Desmond called. He got her aimed. Anette spread her arms. She summoned the turtle’s shell for protection. “God with us!” Christopher felt ashamed he didn’t love her. The secretary was so attractive. This was her moment. The bullets rebounded. He hoped it wasn’t because she was a catholic. Desmond grasped the cross in both hand. He forged the great shining entity overhead. The enemy got trapped in the pattern. “Stronger we are!” Anette charged the blast. “In the name of the Lord!” The robot got shot to pieces. Christopher exhaled. He prayed that none of the constructors had notice. Anette retrieved the jewels. He went for that other doorway. The octagonal room looked empty. That remained to be seen. Desmond unsheathed the broad sword. “Watch out!” Anette noticed before he did. “Good Lord in Heaven!” The turrets where alive. Christopher barely sidestepped the bullets. The secretary made a glide across the floor. She released birds while trying to dodge the grenades. Desmond went through to help. But then he got ambushed by the gremlins. Christopher recognised the green freaks. He threw three daggers to might cover his retreat.

“Clockwork”, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The angel statues must be moved in direct pattern. Julius pulled the cloak together. The chamber felt cold. His friends moved about. The priest exhaled. The sound of machinery was the only warning. Julius got the platinum sword up in time. The turrets got aimed. He forged the fairy blade. “God with us!” The weapon shone like the sun in the forest. The priest managed to repel the laser blasts. Thomas howled. He turned into his animal form to throw garlic. Julius made a glide. The bullets almost got him. Marina kept in place. She looked grim like the reaper. Then she threw five silver daggers. The knives got buried in the instruments. Julius got down. The turrets exploded. Marina released the fairies. The maintain zombies reappeared. “Make them to look on the pond!” The priest called. He would take them on. The naiad didn’t answer. She released powerful ice magic upon the area. The bodies didn’t come alone. The gremlins shrieked. Thomas arrived to pull her aside. The rocket launcher released two-step homing projectiles. “God with us!” Julius had the crystal. Time was on his side. Julius made a row of clocks to fall down. The enemies got stopped in place. “Relax.” The dark-breed informed. “I might handle the clockwork.” Julius made the sign of the cross. “Get to work.” Marina teased. She cracked with the “Black pain” whip to release the fireballs. Julius presented the Stellar sword. “In Manos Toas Domine!” He cried. “Stronger we are in the name of the Lord!” The fairy sword glowed. The priest threw himself upon the gremlins. The freaks leaped about to confuse his approach. Marina hid behind the water bubble. She then let go to throw a flurry of pages. Thomas threw the stakes to might take out the rockets. “Be careful.” He warned. Julius acknowledged. He struck the fairy sword about his head. The maintain zombies used their instruments like weapons. Then Marina stopped the group. She almost looked excited about the intake. Julius disliked the blood watch. The family should have crushed it centuries ago. He shook it off. The priest got to believe in his ancestors. The gremlins reacted. They tried to tear her apart. Julius still got trouble with the zombies. They figured the hard hat gave some protection. They would crouch as he tried to impale them. Julius exhaled. The turrets made no difference between friend and foe. They kept shooting at everything which moved. The group spread out for better ground. Julius threw the Shuriken like a boomerang. Maxim’s weapon got buried within the body. Marina made it rain. The launchers fired. The rockets exploded when they hit the pages. She blasted the cameras while moving about. “There.” Thomas remarked. “That should do the trick.” He stepped on the switch. Julius crossed himself. The dark-breed made the statues to move in place. The gate was unlocked. Thomas then howled. The sonic attack made the gremlins to stagger. Julius approached. He picked the crystals. Marina cast the whirlwind spell to might confuse them. The priest leaned against the wall. He got a breather. The dark-breed and naiad had to fight back-to-back. The gremlins and turrets didn’t leave them alone. Then Julius returned to battle. The maintain zombies tried to replace the statues. That couldn’t be allowed. It would set them back to where they began. “God with us!” Julius threw the vials before reaching the lot. The corpses burned to ashes. The others managed to mount an attack. They used their hatchets as weapons. Julius pulled back. The hard hat still gave some protection. He wondered if this was how John Morris and Eric Lecarde felt when they fought the golem knights in 1917. The priest presented the crucifix. That carved some space. Julius charged through the gauntlets. Then, with both the hands and sword on fire, he went into battle. “Come on!” His friends kept the monsters occupied. “I will!” Julius told. “Believe me!” Marina blew him a kiss. The dark-breed snarled. Julius sighed. The zombie struck with the hatchet. The priest made two large spinning books to protect the area. Marina made a glide. She reached the door. Julius had to hurry. The turrets might still be a problem. The grenades exploded on impact. “I have you now!” Thomas released with a flurry of flames. “Burn in Hell.” The instruments got crushed. Julius made the sign of the cross. The dark-breed continue to reach the exit.

Assembly line, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The door got shut in their faces. Marina leaned against the wall. She felt so excited. Thomas barely closed them in time. She exhaled. The naiad picked together. She got to destroy the watchers. “Come over here.” Marina cleaned sweat of her forehead. “We really have to destroy this place.” Julius stood on the observation deck. She hurried to his side. “That is the assembly line.” The priest made the sign of the cross. “This is Dracula’s workshop.” Thomas finally caught up. “It is.” Marina agreed. She felt chills down her spine. “The star gate is open.” She felt the magic at work. The men didn’t answer. “That is an army.” Julius then said. “Curse him, and all his trickery, to Hell.” Thomas growled, though she felt his hand reach to touch her own. She figured. Hundreds of battle-droids left the elevators for a final round of preparation. Then they marched through the portal. “They mass-produce the destroyers.” Marina bit her lip. They almost killed her. “I wonder if he knows anything about this.” Julius reached for the crucifix. “My cousin works for these people.” The naiad really felt sorry for him. “You there!” The fleet guards wore sea-green jackets over the black boots and trousers. “Stand where you are!” They got armed. “The dragon.” Julius cursed. “Be gone!” He decreed.

The naiad didn’t listen. Dark Elvan faces stared from inside the helmets. Thomas howled his challenge. He also noticed. The guards got the Basraq dragon in large upon their uniform. The dark-breed advanced. The spike atop the helmet also got painted in green. Whisp released through the gauntlets. The orbs missed on target. Black army gloves tightened around the trigger. The machine-guns released a hellstorm of bullets. The priest ran forward. He made a circle of crosses to rise up. The projectiles burst on impact. Thomas regained his human form. “They load with explosive bullets.” He breathed. Julius didn’t answer. He rushed to dodge the offense. Marina released pages to keep up. The guards crossed their arms in front. The elves carried armour shells and shoulder plates. “Stop!” A second trio arrived from the other side. “Or we open fire!” Eyes without pity got shade by the brim. Thomas threw the wild rose. He made the flower to burst on impact. The guard got thrown behind. The chest-plate didn’t protect him. Thomas noticed they carried beneath the jacket. He shook it off. The surviving guards pulled electric pistols. “God with us!” Julius sidestepped the bullets. Marina cast the ice spell. The soldier died. Never the less, there were still a group of them left.

Construction site, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

This was a death trap. Anette was certain. The gremlin shrieked when impaled by the daggers. Desmond threw a wave of axes to might protect against the turrets. The secretary hid a smile. The nest was built like a giant lantern. Anette mounted the green tiger. The wild cat leached across the area while ripping wires. Anette sat on top. She didn’t leave until the animal friend dissolved into energy. Anette exhaled. She always felt alone when that happened. Anette shook her head. She collected the crystals instead. Desmond finished with the rockets. He went to inspect the elevator. “The den should be above this location.” Desmond made it to open. “I hope you know what you do.” Anette remarked. “The last time you almost sent us down into the crematory oven.” Desmond shrugged. “We found the map.” He said. “We survived.” Anette corrected. “We did.” She cleaned her glasses. “Let me handle this.” The secretary withdrew. “Suit yourself.” She charged the spell. “They won’t bring us to the top.” The hunter went inside. Anette agreed. The two towers housed the computer and shield installations. The final approach was uncharted. She dismissed. The elevator was moving. “Let us pray.” Desmond remarked. “I will.” Anette assured. Then she noticed about the bats.

Forest of Debias, Warakiya. The 22nd. Of December 2098 A.D.

The crisp morning air blew cold across the hillside. That felt so nice. Anna Westenra might dance until the sun rose high. The man-beasts beheld with obvious interest. Anna smiled. She enjoyed being adored. She sighed. That had to wait. Iris sent them on an errand. They had to negotiate with the resistance movement. “Leed on.” Anna said. “You have to go ahead.” Claudia smirked. “Will do.” She sniffed the air. “This way.” Robert and Isaac exchanged glances. Anna didn’t know them very well. The white lion had assured they got the right connections. She mentally shrugged. Anna could entertain. She was a spell dancer after all. “We must climb down into the valley.” Claudia looked up. Anna was about to answer when it happened. “Watch out!” The arrows went by. The man-beasts where already in motion. The ravens went like a storm of black feathers. Anna danced. The war force shielded from damage. “For queen and den!” That was the slogan Iris had given. Anna wasn’t all that interested. The fox-archers still hid among the pine trees. Claudia got her own ammo. She released the scythes in quick succession. The lizards came into view. Anna licked her lips. They brandished their weapons. The men got in front. Anna sighed. She might protect herself.

Throne room, final approach. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The general’s chair slowly turned to face the chamber. The bounty hunter slowly descended from the lobby. “I salute you.” The enormous view-screen gave an excellent look on the lake. “In the name of the Dark Lord.” Daria Glenholm passed the table. The candidate and Cyborg beheld each other. Damien Frost reached out to touch her forehead. “The black stain.” He withdrew. “I shall serve you.” The Afro Asian lady met his gaze. “Though in one fashion only.” He admitted the truth. “Oh so you shall.” Damien smiled. He knew it was like a crack in the ice. “And so you will.” The red and white body armour revealed her readiness. “You requested a bodyguard.” Daria remarked. “I am willing to pay.” Damien assured. “As you already know.” The Cyborg bowed. That made the braids to ripple. “Then tell me.” She asked. “Why do you need me?” That was an intelligent question. Damien Frost would not neglect it in the future. For now, he was willing to share. “Look.” He told when activating the projector. “They are vampire hunters.” Damien rose a finger. “Ah, I see you recognize.” Daria acknowledged. “Then that is why.” He revealed. “You did survive to die another day.”

Assembly line, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The elevator came to a halt. Christopher appeared, sword in hand. A heavy black smoke escaped to obscure the lobby. “Let start the party with a bang.” Anette hid a smile. Then she charged the spell. “Really funny.” The bats squeaked before swooping. Desmond shrugged. He threw the coat back before making the shining cross to appear. The bats got caught in the net. “Take cover.” The sorceress told. “I will.” Christopher noticed as the turrets opened fire. They didn’t release the load. “Good Lord.” The dead soldiers spread out to cover more ground. Desmond threw the vials in an arch. He couldn’t stop them. The zombies got the upper hand. Desmond hid behind the books. They really got in trouble. Anette made the dragon to arrive. The assault cut the soldiers to pieces. The helping friend soon left. The secretary was left weeping on her knees. Christopher didn’t know what to do. But he got a hunch. The speed demon stopped to fire the gun. The motorbike came fresh of the assembly line. Succubus carried the full biker regalia. The electric charge might stun him in place. Desmond threw himself sideways. The demon got company. The maintain bots and zombies came to clean the mess. “Get back.” Anette was ready. She fired the flame blast.

The dark-breed howled. The guards lay dead on the floor. The last elf drew back toward the centre of the room. “God with us!” Julius made the sign of the cross. The fleet guard stepped on the switch. Then he perished. Julius picked the crystals. The ground began to rotate. “Julius!” Marina curled up the “Black pain” whip. “Behind you!” The priest turned around. “That is the bone dragon king.” Thomas crossed himself. He belonged to the Orthodox church. Julius dropped the subject. The huge dragon head rose through the opening to spit one heavy fireball. “Lord!” Julius aimed the sword skyward. “Into Your hands I submit my soul!” He forged the angel sword. Julius repelled the onslaught. That made no difference. The king skeledragon already disappeared. Thomas rant to his side. “There are eight openings built into the floor.” The dark-breed informed. Julius looked about. The bone dragon king appeared through. Julius summoned the books. Thomas was more offensive. He leaped to release a flurry of flames. The white dragon king made the fireball to split in three. Marina came to cast the ice spell. The bones broke on impact. The naiad got hit. The impact sent her into the wall. Julius arrived. The chronicles told about this monster. Trevor Belmont encountered the bone dragon king in 1496. He put it aside. “Glory be You.” Julius worshipped the Lord. “Our Father in Heaven.” He made the sign of the cross. Julius managed to lift the curse. The king skeledragon arrived through another hole. Thomas was alone. The dark-breed sidestepped the fireballs to throw the vibhuti. The powder exploded on impact. The bone dragon king threw the head backward in a silent scream before leaving. The bones got knocked off the frame. Julius made a row of meteors to strike down. He then ran to support his friend. Julius knew he already came too late. The white dragon king went through to strike the floor. The monster created an earthquake. Thomas got hurled away. Julius made the sign of the cross. The king skeledragon rose to spit fireballs. The fairy sword gave him the strength to resist the onslaught. The monster stared at him. Julius felt chills down his spine. He might see beyond the obvious. “Try someone your size!” Marina spread her arms to cast the whirlwind spell. The bone dragon king was knocked against the wall. The little witch followed up by releasing powerful ice magic upon the area. That trapped the monster in place. Thomas was able to get up. They got company. The robots marched into view. “Preserve us from the wicked One.” The priest breathed. The skeletons got armed with the automaton weapons. “God with us!” He then cried. The bone dragon king withdrew into the hole. “This is your quest.” The naiad looked sad. “You have to finish.” Thomas agreed. They went to challenge the robots. Julius got left alone with the king skeledragon. “So let it be.” He reached for the crucifix. The white dragon king appeared. Julius held the Stellar sword in both hands. The king skeledragon released the fireball. Julius made them to collide with the floor. The monster shrieked. Julius hurled the axe in a high arch. He made it to split in three. The white dragon king was hurt. The bones rebounded on impact. Julius bit together. He made a row of clocks to fall down. That did the trick. The bones got knocked to pieces. Julius exhaled, though it wasn’t over. The king skeledragon rose to strike the floor. Julius threw himself down. Before the monster might escape, he impaled with five gold knives. Then Julius sidestepped. The white dragon king got up to breathe flames. He got to run. The monster dogged his track. Julius thanked the Lord when the enemy finally got exhausted. Then it only retrieved back down. He shook it off. Julius knew he got to handle. Now he was alone. The bone dragon king reappeared to spit fireballs. Julius threw himself down before he made it to rain with holy water. Bones got knocked off the frame. The priest managed to sidestep. The monster didn’t stop. Julius got chased by the flames. He released through the gauntlets. The homing ball chased and destroyed. The king skeledragon collapsed. Julius ran to stamp with the crucifix. The monster bellowed. The priest got pumped with bones. Julius felt the pain surge through his body. He didn’t care. Julius struck down with the platinum sword. The skull got cracked open. He made a backflip. The bone dragon king exploded. Julius picked the orb. The item restored his health. Julius crossed himself. Then he went to collect the crystals.

The demon sent a nasty look. Succubus got angry when she refused to give in to the craving. Marina would like to burn her out. If only out of jealousy. She was prettier then she could ever be. The naiad snarled. The robot broke free of the spell. She struck with the whip to release other icicles. “There.” Thomas jammed the gate mechanism. “That should hold them.” She shook her head. The machines kept chewing out battle-droids and robots. Those dragonfly monsters where still in charge. Marina dismissed. The robot aimed the shotgun. Thomas got ahead. He threw the garlic about. The onion exploded like a bomb. The speed demon crashed against the wall. Marina cheered. She sent the fairies to sap the magic. She smiled. Marina felt a sort of dark ecstasy when absorbing power. The gasp escaped her lips. Thomas sent her a look. She revealed nothing. The dark-breed muttered. They got disturbed. The robot got up to fire. Marina cast her spell. The flames absorbed the skeleton. That prevented nothing. The robot kept shooting. Marina got stunned in place. She cursed herself. She forgot about the bikers. The speed demons used electric arms. Thomas howled. The priest was still alive. But then something else happened. The bikers got attacked from behind.

They found shelter. Thomas felt proud. They fought together. Now they might approach. “Hello Christopher.” Julius said. The man kept his black hair in a short ponytail. He wore a simple coat above the uniform. Thomas knew he was the one. He smelled like the priest. “You found a girlfriend.” The grey eyes had the look of someone who saw too much. Thomas leaned on the trident. He did too. “My name is Anette Erlanger.” The woman looked through a pair of heavy rimmed glasses. She kept the hair short beneath her cap. “Excuse me.” Julius cleared his throat. “It has been a long night.” Anette shrugged. She carried a yellow coat above the dress. The black leather gloves and shoes almost seemed to dark in contrast. The dark-breed dismissed. That was none of his business. “What is going on?” Marina asked. She deserved an answer. They both did. “Well?” Thomas arched an eyebrow. The priest sighed. “That is a long story.” Christopher remarked. “Though it all began with the rivalry between Juste Belmont and Maxim Kishine in 1748.” The dark-breed already knew about that. “The schism only grew with Nathan Graves and Hugh Baldwin.” He looked really embarrassed about that part. “The conflict reached a peak with Clifford Graves.” Julius also looked weary.

It really was an incredible story. Anette listened while the cousins told how the bloodline split into fractions. Then Christopher explained what happened in October. “I got employed by the Brent corporation.” Anette also had a contract. “I know I don’t look like it.” He smiled. “But I am a bankman’s solicitor.” She was a secretary. “I noticed when Brencorp began collecting money for the Nightfall and Darkrise companies.” Thomas began twirling with the trident. He knew about them. “Dracula established the firms in 1792.” Anette shuddered. She couldn’t help it. “Anette figured about the rest.” Christopher folded his arms in front. “But it was Andrew who found this place.” Anette got to cut through. “We better get moving.” She had a look around. “I don’t know how long it lasts.” Thomas snarled. “We know.” He said. “They use the cameras to spy on us.” Christopher made a grimace. The naiad sent him a mournful glance. “So let it be.” Julius made the sign of the cross. “In the name of Jesus of Nazareth.” He unsheathed the sword. Anette relaxed. Julius was a priest, although he looked rather grim. Never mind. She let go. Julius would lead the group. “Then what is the next step?” Why did he ask them? “I found the map.” Christopher retrieved from his backpack. “I have a plan.”

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

The blizzard blew snow against the window. Kay looked out on the storm. He found refuge within the home. Kay hated to waste time. But he got to refresh himself if he were to do any good. “It is almost midnight.” The building was inhabited. Kay huddled before the oven. He sighed. “I know that.” The peasant was about to prepare the meal. Kay licked his lips. He really was hungry. The boy was glad the father would get up to invite him in. Kay made a grimace. The man hid a stake behind his back. Never mind. He was no vampire. Kay dug into his dinner. The peasant was a widower. But he was a nice chef anyhow. “Thank you.” Kay said before he kept eating. “That is alright.” The houseman told his name was Rufus Smith. “But what is such a young man doing out tonight?” Kay finished his meal. He pushed the plate away. Rufus kept his gaze. “I do what I have to.” Kay went over to the kitchen. He washed his hands in the basin. “My girlfriend got lost in the forest.” He didn’t speak of the long journey from the oblivion ridge to the village. Kay didn’t have to. Rufus might see it on his face. Kay sighed. He rubbed his eyes. “What can I do to help?” Rufus really was kind. “I don’t know.” The soldiers told of a house outside the town. “I am so weary.” He yawned.

Workshop, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

He removed the blanket. “I show you it works.” The toy maker pulled the yoke. “This you are going to like.” He got the eyes of a madman. The toy maker could be a traitor. He served both Gabriel and Soma Cruz. The electricity charged through the being. “It is alive!” The alchemist bellowed. “It lives!” The laugher filled the room. “The resistance is doomed!” He was crazy. Dr. Pamela Reisley Porter pulled back the wheelchair. Then her attention fixed on the experiment. The toy maker might be mad. Though he knew his craft, and it was glorious. The animal actually stirred. “You see?” The madman gloated. “What a wonderful toy it might be.” The doctor didn’t listen. She watched the beast rise and roar its challenge. “The algorithm is operational.” She admitted. “Watch it perform.” The monster was cast in shining metal plates. The mirror shield should make it invincible. “Show of for daddy.” The toy maker giggled. “Let us play!” The CPU mind control apparatus granted an overall command control voice. The Cyborg reacted. The weapons blazed with automatic precision. The target got shot to pieces. “Do you like it?” The toy maker teased. Dr. Pamela Reisly Porter really got impressed. She would not reveal it. The doctor went through much trouble to be here right now.

Assembly line, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The light was coming back. Christopher rolled up the map. He thought of this for quite a while. Though it had been too difficult, the others might help. Desmond hoped they would agree. “You intend to split the group.” His cousin was the first who realized. “You want to attack both the towers.” Julius send him a stern look. “That would be the best way.” Anette remarked. Christopher knew he might trust her judgement. The former secretary was his companion. “The final approach is secured by an energy shield.” That was why they went downstairs. “The shield generator is located atop the rightmost tower.” The naiad also beheld him by now. Desmond was unsure if he really liked her. Marina looked far too eager for his taste. Thomas Lecarde seemed to pounder. “This is like in the Berkeley mansion.” He said. Christopher knew nothing about that. “” We have to destroy the central control-computer.” The knight struck his trident against the ground. “That is the only way to close the clockwork.” Marina folded her arms. She made the cape to frame her. The naiad looked like the little witch. “I shall make it.” Marina said. “They won’t get away with polluting the lake.” Desmond was impressed. He mentally kicked himself. She was more than a pretty face.

This was getting out of hand. The priest felt slightly annoyed. Desmond had always been ahead. Now he was taking the lead. Although Trevor might be a better choice, the Vatican sent him to defeat the Dark Lord. Julius inhaled. He had to get things back on track. They should leave this place before being captured again. The priest liked and respected the naiad. But there were greater things at stake than the health of the lake. The others seemed to have decided. Julius shook his head. Before he might speak his mind, the cameras turned. “Quick.” Anette told. “The naptime is over.” She used magic to block their view, though it didn’t last very long. Thomas led the way back out into the corridor. The maintain crew cleaned up the mess. They left the corpses. Julius made the sign of the cross. He got a bad feeling about this. “Strange.” Christopher muttered. “They are not the fleet guards we met earlier.” Thomas sent him a look. “How do you know?” He asked. “The uniforms.” Anette explained. “The firm deploy it to the security personnel.” Christopher touched his own outfit. “I think they pattern them after the U.N. clothing of the demon castle war.” Julius reached for the crucifix. That was why they looked so familiar. He dropped the matter. The cold wind told of the dark arts. “Get away!” Anette also noticed. The dead officer got up to search for flesh. Julius forged the Alura sword. The officer threw the grenade. Anette got up in front. She spread her arms. Was she crazy? The turtle shell burst on impact. That didn’t matter. They both survived. “Thanks.” Julius threw the Shuriken like a boomerang. The soldiers tried to encircle the group. They stabbed with the knives. Thomas created a brimstone whirlwind for greater effect. That didn’t keep them from shooting. Marina hid behind the water bubble. She threw knives to cover up. The officer tried to strike the secretary. The machete might cut her throat. Julius doused him with holy water. Where had Desmond disappeared too? His cousin got the broad sword. The plate armour offered some protection. “Good Lord in Heaven!” Christopher stabbed his sword down to make the rising flames to track forward. Julius crossed himself. That was incredible. Desmond burned the soldiers. The officer then struck him with the end of his weapon. “God with us!” Christopher presented the cross. The zombie didn’t stop. Anette released an enflamed blast. The officer staggered. Marina cast the frost spell. Julius made a glide. He used the opportunity to impale the monster. The priest exhaled. He retrieved the crystals. The others moved ahead. The soldiers pulled back. The bats swept from above. Julius heard them shriek with blood thirst. He made a row of meteors to strike down. Anette sat atop the tiger. The wild cat slashed the corpses. The maintain bots and zombies arrived to clear the area. The imps and gremlins tried to take them away. Julius made it to rain with holy water. His cousin was flouting in the air. The cross appeared overhead. The offence cleared the area. Anette and Marina fought back-to-back against the robots. Thomas returned. He defeated the soldiers. Now he threw a row of wild roses into the air. The machines got blown to pieces. The group gathered to collect the crystals. “I memorized the map.” Anette revealed. “I have a photographical memory.” The dark-breed blinked. “Then why didn’t you say so?” He asked. They talked silently together. “I think I can handle.” The secretary finally said. “About what?” Julius wondered. She met his gaze. “You go on ahead with Marina and Desmond.” Anette touched the crucifix. “That is alright.” Thomas began to reload the shotgun. “Leave the computer to us.” Julius didn’t know what to say. Everything went array. Marina looked to him for support. “I hope you know what you do.” Thomas wasn’t there when he deactivated the Berkeley computer. He put it aside. Julius would talk with him later. “May the Lord be with you.” He told. That was all he could say. Thomas hailed. “We meet at the approach!” He called. Julius watched them leave. “It is alright.” Marina touched his hand. “He knows how to fight.” Julius pulled through his blonde hair. The hood hid his face. That might be a nice thing. It hid his frustration. Julius picked together. “Show me the way.” He told. Desmond muttered about the matter. “Follow me.” He then said. Julius did, though he kept the sword in hand. The priest noticed that his cousin also got ready. He agreed. Marina then struck with the whip. Julius hid his ears. The blare was horrible. “They sound the alarm.” Desmond sighed. “I knew they would.” Julius crossed himself. “It is too late.” Marina said. “Look.” She pointed. The torso-like robots went through the floor. “Drill bots.” Christopher made it to sound like a curse. “Come with us.” The robot demanded. “And make no resistance.” Julius forged the pyre sword. He didn’t listen. Nor would his friends.” God with us!” The cousins challenged.

The alarms kept blaring. “Aim for the shoulders!” Desmond cried. The drills disappeared back into the top hat. Marina cast the whirlwind spell. “Prepare to be terminated.” Julius was more practical. He threw the gold knife at the enemy. The robot turned back on its wheels to fire the electricity gun implanted upon the chest plate. “I was a fool who didn’t realize.” Desmond made rising icicles to track forward. “I should have known you could be used for other purposes.” The drill bot got one arm. The laser-fire melted the ice. The naiad snarled. She used the bloodwatch. The drill bot got stopped in place. Marina relaxed when absorbing the energy. “You are under arrest.” The other robot tied her up. Marina fought a giggle. She really got no taste for bondage. She shook it off. The water pillar sent them straight against the ceiling. The robot got struck. Marina settled down. The initial miner was getting around. Julius doused it with holy water. The robot only began speeding up. Marina got bound again. The one she sent crashing was still in action. “They are too heavily armoured!” Desmond told. “They were built for underground construction!” Marina didn’t answer. She cast powerful frost magic upon the ground. That kept the enemy. But not for long. Marina cursed.

Funfair, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

They left the elevator. Thomas crossed himself. “Can you feel it?” The dark-breed asked. The air felt too cold. The secretary looked around. “There is something.” Anette began. She didn’t finish. Thomas howled. The eagles swooped to protect their area. “Preserve us!” The vampire hunter hurled the flame. Something else dropped from the ceiling. Thomas threw garlic at the birds. They circled about. He got no time. The spider man made a web. “They came from Dracula!” Anette shrieked. “The firm made no contract!” Thomas didn’t mind. The mutant wore the silver-white armour of the scientist class. Ruth told him that much. The dark-breed managed to sidestep. He threw the stakes forward. Thomas fused with his force to make them explode. The monster leaped high into the air. The eagle got impaled. “I don’t get it.” Anette frowned. “The birds have a metal skeleton.” Thomas shrugged. That wasn’t his business. “They must be some sort of cyborg creation.” The spider man dropped to fire with the gun. Thomas threw himself sideways. The laser froze on impact. That was a problem. The armour wouldn’t be of much help. The angry birds gathered to pick them. The dark-breed hid behind the books before releasing a flurry of flames. That cleared the area. But not for long.

The blast doors got closed in place. “Preserve us.” Anette crossed herself. She remembered how to work with the instruments. The monsters might be a problem. They wouldn’t permit them access. Those weird cyborg eagles focused on Thomas. The secretary charged the flame. She might give a hand. The spider man was alive. He climbed down the wall and blast doors to get her. Anette fired the laser. The mutant lost hold. The armour gave some protection. “Spread your wings.” Anette said. “And fly for the open sky line.” She released the birds. The pigeons left her care. The spider man got burned within his armour. Anette relaxed. She put the cap into her backpack. The secretary removed the gloves before she went to the controls. “Let me see.” Anette whistled while she worked. It felt nice being back in action. Then she realized there was something wrong. A pair of metal claws extended from the workbench. “Good Lord!” Anette exclaimed. She tried to break free. Then Thomas came along. He smashed the trap through brute force. “You must be more careful.” He warned. Anette sighed. “You won’t understand.” She said. “Try me.” The dark-breed challenged. She crossed her arms. “Andrew was my boyfriend.” Anette told. “He sacrificed himself so that I could live.”

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

The sky was clear, although the weather was cold. They met on the crossroad at twilight. This was the moment. The presence left. They were alone again. “Make the circle.” The necromancer instructed. “Lit the blue fire.” Albus was the leader. Laura began to chant. He recognised the wording of the ritual. The Lycan occupied the center. He volunteered before the ceremony. Anger would be the catalyst. They sent Oldrey on an errand. He would not approve of the procedure. Albus dismissed. That was not important. The tome of shadow opened on its own accord. This was his treasure. The necromancer spoke the text revealed to him. Laura reacted accordingly. “Let the blood give the circle life!” The sun set as she poured out the blood of the coock upon the snow. “Let the circle live!” The congregation had gathered. “Deliver the ointment!” The necromancer declared. “Let the feast begin!” Shadow raised by the festival of servants. “Dracul!” The young vampire summoned the Dark Lord in his name. The man-beast kept silent. He then screamed. The drop of blood stained the body with crimson. “Behold!” Laura declared. “The power of Dracula!” The seal was broken.

Toy room, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

They bowed. He felt sorry that the doctor had to leave. There was so much he could show. But it was not in the cards, as his friend might put it. The toy maker and puppet master sat down at the same table. A holo-field split the polished furniture in two. “Let the game begin.” The toy maker giggled. “Gentlemen, start your screaming.” The puppet master laughed like a madman. “A-16.” The toy maker managed to say. “Mis!” The marionette man gleed. “B-9.” They laughed together. “Sorry.” The toy maker told. “But thank you for playing.” He rolled his eyes. “C-13.” This was fun. “Looser.” The puppeteer gloated. “D-19.” Each signal triggered a mine down in the workshop. “You keep missing.” The toy maker told. “B-11.” The silent alarm told him when someone reached the pool. “Nice shot.” The puppet master giggled. “But bad hit.” The scanners told who it was. “You have seen nothing yet.” The toy maker assured. “E-15!” He made a grimace. “I will have to clean up.” The puppeteer tried to look unhappy. He failed, miserably. “I will have to pay for all this stuff.” The puppet master fought a laugh. “Send me the bill.” He then couldn’t resist. “You missed again.” The toy maker forced a sob. “A-9.” The puppeteer gleed. “I get your battle-ship.” He promised.

Assembly line, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The drill bot went off like a bomb. Christopher reached for the cross. He threw that vial. The other robots caught his attention. “God with us!” The battle-droids hid within concealed niches along the hall. Desmond made lightning to strike down. The little witch cracked with the leather whip to release other projectiles. Marina then reached across to strike them. The drill bot opened fire. Christopher blinked. The naiad used the cape for cover. Julius approached. “So let it be.” The shock sent her flying. The enflamed sword then got buried in the shoulder. “In the name of Jesus of Nazareth.” Julius removed the head. “Rest in peace.” Desmond pulled him back. The drill bot went up in flames. Marina struggled to get up. “Lay down your weapons.” The battle-droids marched to arrest her. “Roger, roger.” The robots chirped. “You won’t even dare.” Christopher mounted the bike. “God with us!” He cried when throwing a flurry of axes. The robots got struck to pieces. Desmond pulled the naiad on top. She clanged to him with both arms. “Wait for me!” Julius called. He forgot. There was only this bike. “Surrender.” The drill bot got up in front. Christopher pulled over. “Take this!” Marina cast the flame spell. The eagle came from nowhere. Desmond hurled down the vial

The battle went on in front. Julius ran to keep up. His cousin stole the motorbike from the speed demon. “Stop!” The elevator brought another band of fleet guards. “God with us!” Julius called. He threw the dagger to counter the assault. The eagle perished. Julius noticed it really was a cyborg. That didn’t change anything. He cut the bird in two. The mate tried to scratch him. Julius presented the crucifix. The eagle got some distance. Julius leaped across the hole. The drill bots got defeated. He wouldn’t like to fall down anyhow. The soldiers came from the den. Julius attacked with his arms on fire. He got to get through. The maintain bots appeared to restore order. Julius made a row of fireballs to fall down. He collected the gems. The fleet guard fired her shock pistol. Julius knelt. He impaled her upon a dagger. The hot head became visible. The wolf droid howled its challenge. “Come on!” Julius forged the angel sword. “I am ready!” The robot snarled. Alucard and Julius Belmont fought against such monsters in 1999. He dropped the issue. The hot head came rolling forward. “God with us!” Julius approached. The wolf unfolded to breathe flame. The priest managed to repel the onslaught. The maintain zombie attacked with the hatchet. Julius threw the vial down. The corpse got burned to ashes. The hot head leaped through the flames. The robot spat a sort of Napalm fluid. Julius managed to sidestep. He escaped the explosion. The hot head leached for the throat. “Stronger we are in the name of the Lord!” Julius threw the crystal. The robot howled. Black smoke left the joints on impact. Julius then made a glide. The droid might crush him. The connection caused the metal to crack. Julius threw the enflamed axe in a high arch. The shield made it to rebound backward. The hot head breathed other flames. The priest got beneath. He threw the shuriken. The star cut some wires. The robot collapsed. The maintain bot got hold. Julius got dragged along. He stamped with the crucifix. That was about time. The hot head gathered enough for another fluid assault. He struck the eagle into submission. The crosses saved him. Julius picked the crystals. The officer hurled a grenade. Julius made it to explode. That offered a sort of shield. The wolf robot collided with the impact. That sent it flying. Julius got time to behead the zombie. The officer staggered. The soldier aimed their rifles. “So let it be done!” Julius made the sign of the cross. He made a row of fireballs to fall down. The dead soldiers got burned to ashes. That granted a breather, until the hot head returned. Julius used the opportunity to pick some jewels. Then the robot spat more napalm. The impact exploded. Julius threw himself backward. He sent the Shuriken spinning through the flames. The wolf droid tried to dodge. The star went through the outer shielding. More smoke got released through the openings. Julius retrieved his item. Then the hot head forced him down. “God with us!” The robot tried to pull over. Julius stabbed the sword right up. The blade went through the body. The hot head squealed. “Game over!” The priest told. “Rest in peace.” The holy water poured through the mechanics. The explosion sent him straight against the wall. Julius got up to pick the crystals. But then the ventilation shaft got blown open. The rats leaped down to join the fight. Most of the pack where carbon-based life-forms, though the others got built for the fires of war. “Preserve us from the wicked One.” Julius crossed himself. He then created the sword storm. That killed the mammals. The rat robots created a sort of electric shield for cover. They twirled with the tail. The wires channelled the force. The zombie soldier stabbed with the knife. The chain mail saved him. Julius turned to remove the head. The rat robot released a rocket. The thing exploded on impact. Julius hid behind the books. They were not unlimited. They used them to blow up the shaft. The second robot spread pebble-like objects along the floor. “Play ball!” Julius dodged the explosives. He didn’t recognize the voice. That didn’t matter. The priest might practically taste the madness beyond. He prepared for a clone attack. Then Desmond got lifted into the air. The shining cross cleared the area. “Thanks.” Julius threw back the cape. “Bless you.” Christopher lowered his head. “Come with me!” He gathered. “Marina is in trouble.” The cousins entered the elevator together. “God with us!” The naiad cast the flame spell. The drill bots had returned. There were only two of them this time. He didn’t care. “Lay down your weapons.” The torso-like robots went through the floor. “Make no resistance.” Julius made the sign of the cross. He would fight. Marina acknowledged. She struck with the whip.

The demon fired the gun. The electric shock sent Desmond against the wall. “Surrender.” The drill bot requested. “Or prepare to be terminated.” Marina reached for the necklace. She released powerful frost magic upon the area. The robot got stopped in place. The naiad threw the five knives forward. They burned on impact. The drill bot got thrown over. The slid opened to pull it back up. Then it shot another line to might get her. Marina giggled. She couldn’t help it. Julius worked with the controls. The elevator was in motion. Marina spun to might make a clear field. Julius went to help his cousin. Marina was left with the robots. “You are under arrest.” The monsters chirped their pre-programed instructions. Marina didn’t mind. They got it right this time. The drill bots had her tied up. “God with us!” Desmond made a flurry of axes to fly forward. The bats got defeated. He released her. Marina managed to summon the fairies. They might confuse the robots. Julius used the meteor for a hammer. The naiad opened the spell book. The pages gave an upper hand. Marina got stunned. She forgot about that other drill bot. Desmond didn’t. He made rising icicles to track forward. The robot got frozen. Julius removed the head. That wasn’t the end. The elevator reached atop.

Funfair, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

He really felt pity on her. Thomas couldn’t tell, though he knew. The dark-breed lost his family. Anette used her code to opened the door. Thomas touched the crucifix. Then he went out into the funfair. “He really is crazy.” This wasn’t what he expected. Thomas shook it aside. The place was enormous. “The funfair takes up the entire level.” The secretary remarked. Thomas managed to gather. There had to be other chambers. That wasn’t important. “I can’t see the elevator.” Thomas leaned against the trident. “I think it is secured.” Anette went to join him. He made her to stop. “Get back.” He told. The scientists worked with the UFO. “Good Lord.” Anette breathed the words. The construction bots withdrew. Their task was complete. Thomas snarled. His eyes shone bright yellow. This didn’t look nice. He got ambushed. The spider men climbed down from behind. “Watch out!” Anette threw the birds. Thomas was about to transform when the ventilation shaft exploded. The rat robots spread out into the funfair. Thomas reloaded with cross bullets. He shot the rat. The ammo went past the electricity shield. The dark-breed howled. The sonic blast prevented the assault. Anette fired the laser. The spider men had gathered up. Thomas got an idea.

The UFO went through the air. Anette crossed herself. She got to be brave. Andrew would expect no less of her. The spider men got closer. “This is for my father!” Thomas released with a flurry of flames. The mutants got burned by the effort. “Thomas!” Anette cried. “I know.” The flying sorcerer was about the size of a helicopter. Anette didn’t care. The iron-grey space ship got a domed shaped cockpit. The pilot looked through the transparent windshield. The bottom slid aside to reveal the twin laser cannon. Thomas hurled himself sideways. He threw roses toward the cockpit. The pilot used the burners to elevate the ship. Then he fired. Anette got involved with the construction bots. They used their tools for weapons. The turtle made quick work of the group. The secretary couldn’t relax. Another UFO left the platform. The ship released the rockets. Anette let the pigeons fly. They took the brunt of the attack. She summoned the dragon for assistance. The familiar smashed through the flying sorcerer. Anette made the sign of the cross. Then she noticed the astronaut survived. The armed and armoured spider man used the jet-pack to fly in the air. Anette bit her lip. The secretary dodged the ice blast to collect the crystals. Then she fired the laser.

Blacksmith, Laruba mansion. The 22nd. Of December 2098 A.D.

The stars shone down through the open rooftop. The apprentice fought with the forge bellow. Regin was pleased by his work. They got no time. The hammer struck against the anvil. The sparks flew everywhere. The blacksmith had to be kept in proper. Roland had arrived. The piece had to be complete. Regin was sweating. The warrior was a Fortesque clansman. They were held in high esteem among the tribes. Terra kept singing while making runes upon the blade. The witch prepared the potion before the rite. Sigurd kept fighting with the bellows. The young man was no alchemist yet. Regin struck with the hammer. The fire lit up his ashen face with the greying red hair and short beard. The blacksmith got some dwarven blood up his family tree. They reduced the heat. Roland looked on through the process. The boyar really seemed to be interested. Regin made a grimace. He knew the truth. Roland came to look on the woman. He did admit she was pretty, with blonde braids framing her face, though Regin didn’t approve. She was his daughter. The rite reached climax. Terra danced when the spirits possessed her. She touched the weapon with her bare hands. The metal never burned her skin.

Throne room, final approach. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The general’s chair was turned to face the throne room. Lord Damien Frost beheld the scene below, at the well of the court. Daria Glenholm fought a dual. She turned and twisted to brandish with the lightsabre. The shock lance met each stroke. The candidate was pleased. The guardians where excellent fighters. The cyborg though, she was something else. The Afro Asian woman kept the short braids tight around her head. The guards came from both sides. The bodyguard sped away while firing her laser. That was impressive. Much so as the guardians blocked the pulse. “Good.” Damien Frost acknowledged. “Good.” The guardians went to follow. The rockets knocked them out cold. “Your hate has made you powerful.” The Dark Lord candidate had to admit. “Now, take their place at my side.” Daria shrugged. “Never.” She said when deactivating her weapon. “I am not your apprentice.” She made a dismissing gesture. “I am only a bounty hunter.” She smiled. “I did this to prove my worth.” Damien Frost had to nod. The guardians where getting up. “Resume your post.” He hissed. “Hail the count.” They saluted. He returned the gesture. Then he kept looking at the cyborg.

Elevator, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The lifter stopped between the levels. Christopher showed his cousin how to leave through the top hatch. “God with us!” The priest exclaimed. “Sorry.” Desmond unsheathed his sword. “That I didn’t notice. Marina caught up. “You don’t have to be sorry.” The naiad told. She then released the whirlwind spell. “God with us.” That made the turrets go awry. “Watch out!” Julius called. The grenades caused much damage. Christopher reached for the cross. “In the name of Jesus of Nazareth!” The priest got ahead. Julius already floated in the air. The enflamed cross made the spider men to fall down. Desmond didn’t wait for them to gather. He removed the head. Marina seemed to agree. She strangled the mutant with the aid of the whip. “God with us!” The turrets where still in effect. For a while, Julius was left alone to counter the assault. Christopher impaled a spider man. The priest summoned a clone for assistance. They combined their efforts to remove the system. Desmond got impressed. His cousin was a real vampire hunter. He shook it off. They got other problems. The elevator was rising again. The box might crush them against the ceiling. Christopher felt chills down his spine. He got to do something. The solicitor tried to figure. Then the hidden plate got moved aside.

The spider men threw their webs to might counter the effort. “Good Lord.” Julius crossed himself. The robots fell from the ceiling. Before he might react, they forced Marina and Desmond back down into the box. The mutants followed. Julius inhaled. He could do nothing. The angel mummy had arrived. The queen returned the gaze. Julius pulled back. The mask was made of pure gold. There was a service platform ahead. “God with us!” The priest gathered his force. Julius managed to leap on top. The turrets turned around to fire. Julius made the fireball to chase and destroy. The angel mummy extended the crown and necklace. The queen’s face was large as a man. He made the sign of the cross. The dragon skull suddenly leached to breathe flames. Julius ducked. He threw the axe in a high arch. The priest made it to split in three. The dragon got struck. Julius threw the vial down. The flames collided. The impact sent him flying against the wall. The turrets threw grenades into the air. Julius got up. He had the heart of fire. Julius unsheathed the dagger. “God with us!” He threw the item forward. The weapon split into five enflamed daggers. Julius touched the crucifix. The Lord lit up his darkness. The turrets got destroyed. Julius didn’t celebrate. He knew the repair crew would arrive. The angel mummy struck both skulls against the platform. Julius threw himself sideways. The crystal crushed through the monster. The bones got knocked off the frame. They came flying through the air. Julius struck with the platinum sword. He managed to repel the onslaught. That wasn’t the end. The angel mummy spat dual fireballs. The priest held the crucifix. He knew of their propensity. Julius got lifted into the air. Time was on his side. The luminous cross burst to purify the area. The turrets got blown to pieces. The rebound bones and fireballs also imploded. Julius made a glide. He reached before the skull might retreat. “In the name of Jesus of Nazareth!” He struck down to might pierce the head. Although the monster wheeled back, the counterforce sent him flying. Julius felt bruised and broken by the impact. He used the laurels. The turrets left plenty of gems behind. That didn’t matter. The bones went home. The chain meil saved him. Julius screamed. The dark force felt like tearing at his heart. The turrets got aimed. “Help me.” Julius breathed. They fired the lasers. He still held the sword. The storm deflected the onslaught. Julius managed to get up. The angel mummy kept striking the platform. The mask stared without mercy or compassion. Julius made the sign of the cross. The necklace came while spitting fireballs. The priest held up the Shuriken. “This is for Maxim!” He cried. The golden star went through the flames to get buried into the head. “God with us!” Julius cried. He retrieved the weapon before striking the bones. They got sent back to be shot by the turrets. The guns then turned to release other bullets. Julius roared. He got hit somewhere beneath the knee. The angel mummy turned to let him burn. “God with us!” The priest summoned a circle of crosses. He hurled the five gold knives. Then he collapsed. Blood soaked the trousers. Julius got to remove the bullet before he might heal. The bats swooped for the liquid. Julius hurled three axes. The mammals crumbled into ashes. He picked the crystals before throwing the vial. The holy water went burning along the floor. That shielded against the turrets and bones. The necklace dragon went smashing against the floor. Julius was breathing heavily. He bit together before rising. Or at least he tried. The pain sent him back down. The crown skull extended to breathe flames. They somehow changed places. Julius reached through the gauntlets. He touched the angel mummy. The golden skeleton got absorbed with flame. Julius presented the crucifix. The bones got knocked off of the frame. He felt like they scratched inside his lungs. Julius fell on the floor. The turrets turned. Julius inhaled. He made a row of clocks to fall down. That gave a breather. Julius used the opportunity to douse the monster with holy water. The angel mummy seemed to break apart. It didn’t really happen. The priest got stabbed by the fragments. Julius fell into a heap. The laurels removed the cursed state. That wasn’t enough. Julius knew that. He retrieved the sword. The turrets prepared to fire. The grenades took out the rest of the bones. Julius created a mass illusion to break up the assault. The angel mummy shot another fireball. Julius held up the sword. Earth gave him strength. The fairy sword shone like the sun in the forest. “God with us!” Julius managed to repel the fireball. The sword storm hammered against the monster. The bones got broken apart. The turrets fired with the lasers. Both heads reached to breathe flames. “Into Your hands!” Julius cried. “I commit my spirit!” He threw the axe into the air. His life was a weapon. The axe exploded. Then the mask broke. Julius tried to leap. He got to pick the orb. The mystic crystal landed upon the elevator. Julius felt like breaking up when making impact. The orb kept rolling. Julius managed to pick it. He got healed, although the bullet got stuck inside his leg. The priest felt like blacking out. Then Marina arrived. “Come on.” She muttered. Desmond managed to carry him inside. That was barely in time. The box was about to reach the ceiling. “Gently now.” Marina worked with the wound. Julius screamed when she retrieved the shot. “Use the laurels.” She told. “Use them now.” Julius reached for the pocket. He gasped as the pain subsided. Desmond helped him to stand. “Are you alright?” He asked. “Through the grace of God.” He touched the crucifix. Desmond exhaled. “Prepare yourself boys.” Marina teased. “It is time.” The doors opened. Julius led them out into the workshop.

Workshop, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

There was that sound. That of the clashing waves. Marina licked her lips. She felt all dry. The little witch wished that Thomas was here. That he would hold and cherish her, to keep her safe. “God with us.” The cousins unsheathed their weapons. Marina sighed. She cracked with the “Black pain” whip. The naiad sent the fireballs flying toward the bats. They squeaked while flapping. “Good Lord!” Desmond pulled her aside. “Oh, I didn’t realize.” She felt excited. The feeling soon subsided. The speed demons went down the corridor. “Get back!” Julius presented the crucifix. Succubus stopped to fire her electric turret. “God with us!” The others kept speeding forward. Marina sent five knives to get buried within the back. Zacchino roared before he burst into flame. Desmond stabbed down to cause rising flames. “Beware!” They got other problems. Marina reached for the necklace. There were some other robots hidden within the ceiling. “God’s holy mother!” Julius made the sign of the cross. The bodies reformed while the speed demons cheered and applauded. “Ready to launch.” The seal robots deployed their items. Marina cast powerful frost magic upon the place. The seals expected. She was met by the snowflakes. “God with us!” Desmond hurled the boomerangs.

Funfair, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The monster shrieked. Thomas didn’t care. He killed the astronaut. The UFO got other cargo. “Save us.” The dark-breed crossed himself. There were only four of the saucers in total. He didn’t count. “This is madness.” Anette killed the spider men. Thomas made no answer. He howled the sonic attack to might stun the aliens. The four creatures spread out. Whisp met them in the forest. They killed his female. The dark-breed dodged the acid cloud. He ripped the heart of a monster. The acid burst like a fountain. Thomas staggered back. The others attacked. The laser shot the head from the shoulders. Anette smiled. She made the sign of the cross. The falcon destroyed the saucers. The astronaut and aliens escaped. The invaders extended with their shock lances. Thomas fused the trident. He met them in hand-to-hand combat. Anette dodged the rocket. The missile shot the alien into oblivion. Thomas snarled. What did the alien wait for? Anette picked the crystals. She got to defeat that mutant. The construction bots were able to repair themselves. They surrounded the secretary. The tiger ripped them apart. Thomas howled. He managed to impale the alien. He took the gems. Then the leader approached. Thomas accepted the challenge. He moved into a defensive posture.

The alien threw off the hood and cloak. Anette licked her lips. The face was marked by red and black tattoos. She didn’t have any striking weapon. Anette wished she inherited Sypha’s staff. The secretary shook her dark blonde hair. She would do her best. The monster ignited the dual lightsabre. Then came the sound of broken glass. The casket got shot to pieces. Anette gasped. She never expected to see them again. They had, until now, only been drawings upon the office chief’s laptop. “Hand over your weapons.” The battle-droids meant business. “Roger, Roger.” They chirped. “You heard their demand.” She did. The trio of destroyer-droids unfolded. Thomas made the trident blaze. He threw himself into battle. The alien met him with equal fury. “May I fight the righteous fight.” Anette focused her strength. The combat robots approached. “Surrender.” They requested. “Into the hands of the Lord!” The secretary presented her crucifix. The robots opened fire. The turtle shell offered an Excellent protection. The birds flew in a circle. “Prepare to be terminated.” The destroyers eluded her trick. The battle-droids got blasted into oblivion. The hot head then howled. Anette felt chills down her spine. She made the sign of the cross. Here they couldn’t win.

Forest of Debias, Warakiya. The 22nd. Of December 2098 A.D.

The sunlight got reflected by the snow. Anna was kind of busy. All this because of Dracula. Because of his hate and lust for power. The dancing girl spun around to execute a force kick. The lizard hissed before he fainted. Anna beamed. That really felt nice. The raven tried to tear her throat. Anna presented the crucifix. “For queen and den!” Isaac and Robert fought back-to-back. The man-beasts got put to the test. Claudia knelt to throw powder. The substance exploded. Anna released the star field. The fireballs burned the arrows. The archers seemed transfixed by her abilities. The chill air kept blowing. That threw the snow against their faces. Anna continued to dance. The lizard men fought to gather. She licked her lips. The monsters stared. Anna giggled. She couldn’t help it. The dancing girl loved to be adored. Anna winked. The move made the ravens shriek. She caused chain lightning. “Stop playing around!” Claudia called. That brought her back to reality. Anna shook her head. She pulled through the dark blonde hair. The locks grew to reach further down her shoulders. Anna reached up with both her hands. The meteor dash crushed through the soldier. She retrieved all the crystals. “Nice work.” The harpy breathed in her ear. “Can I have a share?” She laughed.

Computer lab, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The central control-computer fed the tactician bot with coded information. That got relayed back to the sergeant on duty. “Roger, Roger.” The commander would sometime breach through; issuing demands or requesting information. That was a command control voice. Though it wasn’t really necessary, the system was programmed for stand-by alert. They would comply, even if every living crew got slaughtered. Such would initiate the rise of the machines; His last command. “You must re-locate the intruders.” The voice got relayed through the implant communicator. “Calculation prohibited.” There were too many life forms for any exact location. “Keep scanning.” The master control voice entailed. “Yes, my lady.” The sergeant was prepared to serve. “The status of stand-by alert is maintained.” The communicator went quiet. The combat robot continued to inspect the 3D-hologram that projected the layout of the lantern. The central control-computer would detect any anomaly. There had been a breach in protocol. The cameras became obscure. The technology got affected by any and all forms of carbon sorcery. They had to adapt, or be destroyed.

Workshop, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The offence saved her life. The boomerangs cut through the gleaming metal body. The other seal droid released the bomb. Christopher got covered. He made the flames to rise and track forward. That didn’t keep the explosion from happening. He reached for the cross. The bats squeaked for blood. “Daughters of river!” Marina exclaimed. She cracked with the whip to counter the assault. Julius was kept occupied by the speed demons. The woman blew him a kiss. Desmond dodged as best he could. “The seals!” The priest shouted. “They remain mostly stationary!” He was right. The robots rarely moved. That didn’t keep them at bay. The machine released a snow flake breath that forged into icicles. Christopher almost snarled. He threw the daggers forward. The trio broke through the shield. The robot exploded on impact. Desmond sighed with relief. But then Succubus stunned him. She went to pull him over. “You won’t even think about it.” Marina finished with the bats. She released a flurry of pages. They cut through the uniform. Succubus burst into flame. The naiad collected the gems. Marina then left to counter the seals. Christopher got on foot. “In the name of Jesus of Nazareth!” Julius made a row of fireballs to fall down. That was nice. Desmond would continue to fight.

The corridor went past several other chambers. Julius shook his head. He barely recognized half the instruments. The priest tried to shake it. The speed demons almost pulled over. He struck with the Stellar sword. Julius muttered. He at least removed the eagle. The cyborg nested within the secure locations. Desmond threw a flurry of crosses. “Thanks.” Marina blew a kiss. “I love you.” Christopher blushed. She must be teasing. The priest tightened his grip. Then he gathered. Julius picked the crystals. He got interrupted by the robot. The seal created a snow flake spreadshot. Marina hid beneath the cape. She then got up to counter the attack. Desmond managed to defeat Zacchino. His cousin always got ahead. Julius made a grimace. That could be why he often felt so frustrated about him. The question would have to linger. The naiad looked so excited. She must have used the bloodwatch again. Julius threw the vial down. He got to keep the demons at bay. Why didn’t his family crush the clock centuries ago? The show of ecstasy was a warning. He would have to figure it out. But not now. The maintain and construction bots arrived to form a sort of defence line. The turrets got aimed. Julius threw himself down. He made a glide to escape the bullets. Desmond threw the axes skyward. Succubus stepped on it. She tried to reach up. Julius got among the work force. The pyre sword gave an edge. “Julius!” Marina cried. “Get away from there!” She noticed they got the bomb ready. “Preserve us from the wicked One.” Julius breathed. The clashes of waves sent echoes through the workshop. It was somehow appropriate. The naiad ran to cover the object. The little witch froze it solid. Christopher kicked it rolling down the hall. The demon shrieked. The bomb exploded in front of the bike. She died in an instance. Julius reached for the crucifix. He almost felt pity on her. “Rest in peace.” Julius hoped that Succubus might be released. He inhaled. The repair-droids brandished with their instruments. They still used the gear for weapons. Julius struck with the platinum sword. The turrets kept hurling grenades. Desmond made it to rain with holy water. The birds exploded. The robots covered beneath the hard hats. Marina approached. The other bikes caught up. The trio pulled their weapons. Julius made the sign of the cross. They brought rifled with them. Zacchino aimed his pistol. The priest felt like a trap was closing in around him. “In the name of the Father, the Son and of the holy Ghost!” Julius would fight to the end. Christopher pressed against his back. For once he didn’t mind. Desmond carried the bracelet which Juste Belmont gave to Maxim Kishine in 1748. Julius gave a nod. Desmond smiled. He brought up the broad sword. “Together.” He said. The priest agreed. He made the fireballs to fall down. “God with us!” His cousin dashed. He impaled the demon before he might react. The Succubi leaped back before they fired. Julius threw himself down. The robots got hit. The assault even sent off the turrets. “God with us!” The priest repeated their slogan. Then he got up to challenge the enemies. The robots prepared another bomb. Marina was nowhere in sight. Julius would pray for her. His cousin made rising icicles to track forward. The bomb exploded. Julius was sent flying. He got up to shake his head. The speed demons reloaded. Christopher didn’t notice. He was too busy with the maintain bots. “In the name of Jesus of Nazareth!” The priest sent the clock spinning. Then he dashed. The demons never knew what hit them. “God with us!” Julius cried. Their heads rolled on the floor. “Lord!” He reached for the crucifix. The sisters burst into fire. Let this be the end. Julius watched them burn into ashes. Then he sighed. Before he might collect the jewels, the rocket got launched. The tube was part of the defence mechanism. Julius had no mind. He threw the axe. The missile burst on impact. The launcher turned to release the trio of rockets. The priest was alone. No, he wasn’t. He was never alone. Julius threw the Shuriken like a boomerang. The star crushed both the missiles and launcher. The explosion sent him hard against the floor. Desmond helped him to get up. “Did you see the naiad?” Julius didn’t care much about his cousin, though Marina was different. She was like his sister. Christopher shook his head. “The last time I saw her was when she ran down the hall.” The priest frowned. He didn’t comprehend. Why would she do that? “We have to find her.” He said. Christopher agreed. Julius had another look around. “Wait.” His cousin warned. Julius turned. The blast doors slammed shut. “This might be a trap. The priest crossed himself. “Tell me about it.” He muttered. Desmond approached the computer. “I kept my security card.” He told. “It might still work.” Julius went to stand beside him. “Let us pray.” The priest retained a ready position. “They can’t change my code.” Christopher began tapping. “That doesn’t mean they won’t try to take me.” Julius accepted the statement. He long lived a life without technology. They were allowed inside. The priest made the sign of the cross. “Stop!” Desmond kept him back. “You have to wait until the security is all clear.” Julius tried to get free. He was tired about his attitude. Then he froze. “Good Lord in Heaven!” The crystals created a web of pure energy. Julius shook his head. He got to collect. Christopher took the gems. “God with us.” They got other problems. “Stand where you are.” The destroyer-droids unfolded. “Hand over your weapons.” They were like those they met earlier. Julius tightened his grip. He forged the fairy sword to might counter the attack. The cross-fire made him retreat. “Keep steady!” Desmond called. The priest snarled. He felt like breaking up. His cousin flouted in the air. The cross appeared above. Julius almost got shot to pieces. He had to focus. The crystals got caught. Julius heard them implode. “God with us!” Christopher made a glide. He threw the daggers forward. The destroyer got taken aback. The shield collapsed as Desmond removed the head. “Good Lord!” The other robot turned to fire. His cousin was too busy. The bats squeaked for blood. They came like a wail. Julius got the mystic book. The pages cut through the shield. The destroyer-droid fired the heavy blaster cannons to might repel the approach. “In the name of Jesus of Nazareth!” Julius ran while presenting the crucifix. The robot rose both arms. The priest struck through the heart. The explosion forced him to kneel. That actually saved his life. The rats blasted their way through the ventilation. Julius doused them in holy water. That was only for start. The priest sobbed. He prayed for Marina. She had to save herself. Julius got to solve his own problems.

The oval room must be the heart of this area. Marina bit her lip. The spider man threw his web. The naiad cast the flame spell. She got to burned the nett. The waves clashed together. Marina would love to dive into the pond, though this wasn’t the time. There were some UFO on display. She was lucky to be alive. The monster fired the ice blast. She met him with equal fury. He wasn’t the only one. The naiad managed to impale the alien. The creature slid off her knife. The little witch was disgusted. She quickly cleaned the blade upon his outfit. That was only a breather. Marina knew she got observed. There was someone behind the crescent computer. The naiad cast herself against the floor. The post was protected. She made a grimace. Marina then got up to release the flurry of pages. They pierced the armour. The spider man then exploded from the inside. Marina sighed. That was close. She got the jewels. They replenished her energy. The naiad gathered. She would make a dive. Then she realized the observer had turned the pick-out guns. Marina reached for the necklace. The little witch threw back her short cape. She would show them. The naiad got her own power. Then the bodies fell like drops of liquid metal. Marina shrieked before she released the fairies.

Funfair, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The fight brought them through the area. Whisp snarled. He was deep in the force. The alien twirled with the dual lightsabre. The dark-breed must stay put. The monster could kill him. He knew that Anette got in trouble. The leader spat more acid. Whisp managed to get behind the attack. There was nothing he could do to help her. Not now at any rate. The destroyers kept them apart. Whisp howled the sonic blast. The alien got forced back. Whisp tried to strike the blade upright. That was not an easy task. The dark-breed growled. Now it was his time to retreat. Someone fired the lasers. The robots got shot to pieces. Anette must have climbed the UFO. Whisp threw himself sideways. He used the Vibhuti to cause explosions. The alien got through the attack. That was impossible! The UFO collided against the wall. Anette couldn’t possibly know how to fly that thing. Thomas noticed he regained human form. That didn’t matter. He would fight. The hot head robot spewed napalm into the air. Anette escaped when turning the ship upside-down. The robot howled. Thomas fought not to block his ears. The hot head spat a series of the electric shots. The dark-breed then fused with the stakes. That gave some cover. The alien approached. “Lord!” Thomas cried. The rocket went down.

The missile caused secondary explosions. Anette fought with the instruments. The ship was a nightmare to control. She thought it was a good idea when making the dragon attack. That gave her the times to climb aboard. The secretary watched through the transparent windshield. The smoke was finally clearing. Anette prayed she didn’t kill him. She sighed with relief. He was there. The dark-breed waved in her direction. She reached for the crucifix. The Lord would guide them. Anette then lost control. She once tried the company’s fighter. This was something else. Could this be the real thing? Anette shook her head. The flight spun out of control. Something hit her. She fired the other rocket. Anette hoped for a better aim. Then she collided. “One minute until ignition.” The computer voice declared. Anette gasped. She must have hit some sort of self-destruct mechanism. She opened the air-lock. Thomas was there to pull her out. “Did I get them?” She asked. The dark-breed smirked. “The rocket got the alien alright.” Anette relaxed. Then she looked for the hot head. The machine might still be up and active. Thomas shook his head. “You crushed the wolf when hitting the floor.” Anette laughed. She couldn’t help it. The elevator was going up. Anette got ready for action.

“Three pretty petals”, Dora wood. The 22nd. Of December 2098 A.D.

The air was thick with incense. Merchedez rubbed the ointment into her skin. She really did care about her looks. The landlord would be pleased tonight. The German girl whistled while she worked. “You look nice.” She turned around. “You always do.” Gabrielle pulled the tapestry aside. “Thank you.” The French arched a painted eyebrow. Merchedez sighed. “What do you want?” She got to finish with her make-up. “Gillian sent me.” Gabrielle said. “She asked me to tell you that there are some newcomers on display.” Merchedez made a grimace. She bent to tie the loincloth before pulling the baggy trousers. Why did the householder insist on wearing such costumes? Never mind. Then she heard what Gabrielle tried to tell her. “Who are they?” Merchedez knew she was too eager. She didn’t care. The German got to watch her situation. “Come and see.” Gabrielle smirked. She put on the corset. That was made of black leather. Merchedez knew what they said behind her back. That she enjoyed this way of life. Then why shouldn’t she? They crushed her dreams. There was no point in keeping them alive. Merchedez reached out to pull her by the necklace. “I told you not to play me.” She said. “Tell me who they are.” Gabrielle could do nothing but to nod.

Throne room, final approach. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The holo-field then suddenly lit up. “Boarding complete.” The image was made of black mist. “Carry on.” The voice was a rasp. Damien Frost merely acknowledged. “What is that!?” Daria pulled away while reaching for her weapons. “Smoke.” The candidate almost smiled. “The essence of the order.” The bounty hunter didn’t really care that much about it. They said the order of Shadow was founded by Rohan Krause in 1666. “They are without pity.” The pair of bright yellow eyes kept her transfixed. They pierced her mind. Daria shrieked in anguish. The pain was unbearable. “You were merely unlucky enough to have caught their attention.” Damien Frost closed his fingers. They were alone again. Daria felt chills down her spine. “Yes my lord.” She would never return to the streets. “As you say.” The candidate dismissed about the matter. “Then remember.” He said. “That you share in the Armageddon project.” Daria made no reply. “There are far worse servants then me to consider.” She never felt this cold before. He was right. Daria shouldn’t have accepted this contract. The life of an outlaw wasn’t all that horrible. Now it was too late. The Dark Lord finally showed his hand.

Workshop, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

They came for blood. Desmond got obscured by the bats. He might feel their hunger. Christopher wished he could change the past. Then nothing of this might happened. The pages slashed the swarm. Desmond stabbed down to make flames to track forward. He went to inspect the computer. He got to remove the second gate. The crystals got installed within the walls and ceiling. Christopher was glad he realized. The mechanism might blast him to bits. “Hurry up!” Julius reappeared. He almost got defeated by the rats. “I try.” Christopher became silent. “Roger, Roger.” The leftmost entrance opened up to reveal the battle-droids. “Keep working.” Julius made the sign of the cross. “Let me handle this.” Desmond shrugged. He went hunting long before the priest came along. Desmond sighed. The feud only played into Dracula’s hands. He so wished they might put it to rest. The doors slid aside. Christopher smiled. He might still do the trick. Julius got his hands on fire. Even the Stellar sword seemed to burn. He repelled the fire right back. Desmond unsheathed the sword. “God with us!” They joined forces to might conquer the group. The battle-droids had no chance. The blood of the hunter gave extraordinary powers. Christopher reached for the cross. He would hunt the night.

The robots lay in peaces. Julius picked the crystals. “The Lord is great and merciful.” He made the sign of the cross. The defence was in place. The priest gathered. Then he released the sword storm. The crystals imploded on impact. “You are a Belmont.” Desmond said. “Not really.” Julius exhaled. “I am a Kishine.” The priest went to inspect the area. “God with us!” The bats came from set positions. Christopher arrived to throw holy water. Julius let him take the brunt. The dead soldiers hid within. They lined up to fire. “Preserve us from the wicked One!” The priest made the crosses to appear. The zombies kept up the assault. “God with us!” Desmond hid behind the books. “Get down!” The officer hurled the grenade. “Fire in the hall!” The impact shook the area. That removed the barrier. “In the name of Jesus of Nazareth!” He got a machete. Christopher threw a flurry of crosses. The officer led the soldiers into battle. Julius kept low. He channelled through the gauntlets. The fireball chased and destroyed. Julius inhaled. He at least hit the shooters. Then he got face-to-face with the officer. The zombie stanched. Julius fought the urge to vomit. The man must have been rather big. The priest felt his hands shake when hit by his blade. The soldiers ran past. Desmond got his back against the wall. The officer kept his attention. Julius did his best. The dead sergeant refused to burn. The crucifix hung heavy around his neck. So let it be done. The priest surrendered into the hands of God. The clone came from behind. The copy of himself removed the head. The officer pulled the grenade. They both pierced the heart. That finally brought him down. Julius inhaled. He almost got killed. The clone disappeared. The priest reached for the crucifix. “Great is the mystery of faith.” Julius threw back the cape. His cousin fought on. Christopher made it to rain with holy water. He then hurled three daggers forward. The zombies got taken aback. “God with us!” Desmond made lightning strike. Then he leaped to impale the undead. The zombie felt limp on the floor. “They are coming!” Julius blinked. Christopher made a glide to throw axes. Then he realized. The bats kept shrieking. Julius made a row of meteors to fall down. The bats got crushed by the impact. The soldiers stabbed their short knives. The chain mail resisted their attempt. “Be gone!” The priest presented the crucifix. “In the name of the Lord!” The soldiers didn’t like that. “Go on!” Desmond called. “Keep them busy!” Julius arched an eyebrow. Not that he got any choice. The soldiers pulled back to reload. “God with us!” The priest advanced. He had to put them to rest. Christopher worked with the computer. The third gate finally moved aside. “In Manos Toas Domine.” Julius presented the crucifix. The soldiers hid their faces. This was the moment. Julius threw five daggers forward. The weapons exploded on impact. Julius rushed to pick the crystals. “Not yet!” Desmond told. That was too late. The security released the lasers. “Into Your hands!” Julius cried. “I commit my spirit!” His body became ablaze. The holy rage made him both invulnerable and invincible. Julius got through the defence; but that was all he got. Christopher released the pages to might reach him. The priest turned to assist. “Stop! Hold your fire! Or we’ll shoot!” The fleet guards got their weapons ready. The priest made the sign of the cross. The dark elf, the man and the fox had him cornered. “Keep frozen.” The leader instructed. “Will do.” Desmond stabbed down to make rising icicles track forward. The security crystals got knocked to pieces. Julius barely sidestepped. “God with us!” The fleet guards got frozen in place. The priest picked the gems. He then dashed into the oval room. “Julius!” Marina called. “Watch out!” The nayad was in trouble. “Get out of there!” Christopher called. “The aqua troopers might kill you!” His cousin threw a flurry of crosses. “There shall always be a lamp lit for the house of men.” Julius dodged the offence. The divers spread out to cover. The blue and black armour seemed to blend with the area. Desmond threw a wave of daggers forward. The trooper got impaled. Julius let him take the crystals. Marina hid within the bubble shield. The diver released another harpoon. The nayad threw herself down. Julius hurled the Shuriken forward. They were not going to stop him. Not this time. The star struck the re-breather mask. The helmet smashed as the priest retrieved his weapon. The trooper gasped for air. Then he collapsed into a heap. Julius frowned. Who were these people? He would like a closer look. “God with us!” Julius would have to wait. “Look!” Marina shrieked. “There is a maelstrom!” She was right. “Preserve us.” Julius made the sign of the cross. The submarine then launched twin torpedoes. “Bombs away!” The diver pulled the activator switch upon his belt. The explosion sent him flying. Julius used the laurels. Then he could fight. The priest realized the were-sharks would show no mercy. He maid a grimace. So let it be. Christopher emerged from the explosion. His cousin used the mystic book as a shield. “God with us!”. The holy cross made quick work of the pick-out guns. Or perhaps not; The scientist kept blasting. Julius bet his lip. The demon was crazy. The electric charge might defeat them all. Marina stood at the edge of the pool. “relax my boys.” She actually smiled. “It is my time to shine!”. Julius made no remark. The frog-like aqua-droids had reached ashore. The Nayad removed her witch’s costume before leaping ahead. The priest created the fairy sword. His life was a weapon. Julius would fight the righteous battle. “God with us!” Desmond hadn’t been lazy. His activity made him into a target. Julius frowned. He almost felt jealous. Julius shook his head. He wouldn’t be used like maxim. He would help.

The toxic seahorse fired a shot. Marina blocked the needles. The robots got released by the submarine. The nayad froze the fiend. They polluted the rivers. Marina got beneath the harpoons. The submarine looked like a giant fish. They didn’t fool her. The battleship must be at least 100 years old. She frowned. The Belmonts mentioned a fight from around that time. The aqua-droid caught her attention. She dropped the subject. The ice blast might kill even one of her species. That wouldn’t happen. Marina used the bloodwatch. That froze them in time. The nayad felt thrilled with dark ecstasy. That happened every time she used that item. Marina blushed. She got so excited. “Black water!” She cursed the druid’s spell. The Lycan was right. She was worth more than this. The time was up at any rate. The robots closed in. “Dark ocean view!” Marina threw it aside. There was no one here to watch her. The naiad cast the whirlwind spell. The magic made her speed past the enemies. She sent a spread shot of fireballs to clear some space. The toxic seahorse got blown to pieces. The drop bombs exploded. Marina used the water bubble for cover. She then froze the robots. The gems replenished her energy. The nayad exhaled. The submarine was ahead. She cast another spell.

Funfair, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The floor got protected by the scientists. Whisp howled. It made no difference. “Stronger we are!” The demons fired the pick-out guns. “In the name of the Lord!” The dark-breed trusted the secretary. Anette presented the crucifix. The crystals shielded the crescent control-posts. Whisp threw himself forward. The flame troopers fired their weapons. He twirled with the trident to might deflect the attack. That wasn’t enough. “Bombs away!” The leader pushed the button upon his belt. “Go to Hell!” Thomas shrieked before he hurled the Vibhuti. The powder protected against the enflamed explosion. “You can’t win.” The shock trooper aimed the gun. “All who oppose the Dark Lord must die.” Thomas snarled. “I don’t care.” He muttered. “Then your life is forfeit.” The fox smirked. She then pulled the trigger. Whisp howled. She staggered. The dark-breed used the opportunity to release the flames. “Get away!” Anette threw herself on top. The Falcon made rocks to fall down. That smashed the security. “Be gone!” The secretary got up to fire her laser. Nyx perished in his seat. Thomas conjured the books. The troopers pulled back. “Good Lord!” The scientist fired both guns. The charge stunned him in place. “No!” Anette cried. She then summoned the dragon.

The familiar made the troopers to retreat. Anette made the sign of the cross. She got to save him. Thomas was stunned in place. Nyx gloated by their misery. She cleaned that away. The turtle shell offered protection against the attack. “You will die!” He bellowed. “Kill her!” The shock soldiers aimed with their automaton weapons. The birds flew in a circle before darting forward. The flame troopers launched their rockets. The Falcon lifted above. “In the name of the Lord!” Anette cheered. The rocks crushed her enemies. The secretary began to realize why Richter Belmont admired Maria Renard. The guns had stopped. Thomas impaled the scientist. Nyx was dead before reaching the floor. The dark-breed leaped before the gun-post exploded. The troopers turned to face him. “Preserve us!” Not all the soldiers got involved. Anette fired a blast. The gate was open. The secretary might look into the funfair. “Good Lord.” She breathed. Anette felt chills down her spine. The machine looked like a cross-breed between the gargoyle and dragon. “Thomas!” She called. “The Rocket is here!” The knight made a glide while hurling roses. Anette managed to collect the crystals. The cat dashed. The secretary had to stand tall. Thomas was ready. The Rocket leaped into the air.

Forest of Debias, Warakiya. The 22nd. Of December 2098 A.D.

The harpies swooped to release pointed feathers. They were not going to take her. The wind was picking up. Isaac and Robert fought back-to-back. Claudia unsheathed the short-sword when it happened. “No!” She cried. This wasn’t how it was supposed to be. The archer fired his bow-and-arrows. Anna was shot. The monsters jeered with triumph. The dancing girl then burst into flame. Claudia felt numb. “For queen and den!” The men pressed the advantage. Claudia howled. She was about to charge the scythes before she heard the music. That made fresh courage to blossom within. There were still some ambers left in the pyre. The soldiers exchanged nervous glances. Claudia cheered. The Phoenix rose from the ashes. The fox had one look before he fled. This was a miracle. The sun bird was truly immortal. She still sang when landing upon her shoulder. The tears healed her wounds. That was a relief. The Phoenix then went for the enemies. Claudia couldn’t waste this opportunity. The monsters would soon regain composure. They got no choice but to fight. The music subsided. That was a problem. Anna had retained her human form. The man-beast noticed her face was clean of cosmetics. She sighed. Though Claudia was glad that Anna survived, they still got hard times ahead.

Final approach, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. Of December 2098 A.D.

The command center was prepared. “…have reached…We are…Massacred!” The hologram flickered and went out. “Inspect the transmitter.” Black Rage kept the dark gloved hands behind her back. “Yes my lady.” Winnifred O’Hara, the chief controller, saluted with a scaly implement across her chest. “At once.” The warlock dismissed. That woman wore the scars like distinctions. The lintels reported an accident, an electric experiment that went awry. “captain.” She beckoned. “Yes my lady?” Dietrich Herzt made a step forward. “Inform the” Fire Fist” That we are ready to deploy.” The vampire offered his salute. “As you wish.” Black Rage considered the possibilities. Burning anger fuelled her suffering, filling the void. That was glorious. She rarely felt this alive. “My lady.” The controller returned. “They destroyed the surveillance.” The officer’s light flavoured skin was turning grey. «Of course.” The breathing never changed phase. “Conduct a search.” Black Rage then commanded. “Calculate any possible location after their last known location.” The cyborg hurried to deliver her demand. “Alert all commands.” She told. “Detach the defence.” The warlock knew that would turn the entire lantern against them. The intruders would not remain hidden for long.

Workshop, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The pond boiled and steamed. “God with us!” Desmond cried. His ability to cause lightning became their final card. The submarine got blown open by the charge. “In Manos Toas Domine.” Julius made the sign of the cross. The priest forced the aqua troopers to pull back. He then threw the axe in a high arch. Christopher smirked. He couldn’t help it. His cousin might drive him crazy, but he was a holy man. Desmond exhaled. He ran forward to throw tripled daggers. “Bombs away!” The shark pulled his trigger before he might be impaled. Christopher made a back-flip. “God with us!” Julius pierced through the suit. The blade protruded beyond the shoulders. The other men came to fire their weapons. A secondary explosion then shook them off balance. “Save us.” Desmond supported against the wall. Who or whatever were in command seemed careless about their own losses. The solicitor felt chills down his spine. The troopers fired the ice blast. Christopher hid behind the mystic books. He made a dash. The harpoon almost pierced his chest. “God with us!” They cried in unison. The priest made the fireball to chase and destroy. Desmond threw the vial forward. The flames burned the shark. He took the gems. Christopher felt better. The turrets then opened fire.

The trooper released the harpoon. Julius threw himself down. This had to end. The priest hurled the crystal. “God with us!” The re-breather mask got smashed on impact. Julius sighed with relief. The chamber was a mess. That didn’t change anything. He carried the witch’s costume within the backpack. Julius hoped he would be able to return it someday. “Hurry!” Speaking of which; Marina leaped from the pond. “We are leaving!” She called. Julius had no mind. He ran for the nayad. “Good Lord.” That was impressive. The slices reached to create an elevator. “God with us!” Desmond made it to rain with holy water. The security system exploded. “Preserve us!” Julius made the sign of the cross. He didn’t notice about the ring of turrets placed around the opening. Marina arched an eyebrow. “Welcome to the second floor.” She teased. “Man’s wear.” Christopher groaned. “Enough funny business.” The priest inspected the area. They appeared in the middle of a frozen pond. “It is snowing!” That was impossible. It didn’t change the weather. “walking in a winter wonderland.” Desmond blinked. “What did you say?” The priest dismissed. “Never mind.” The nayad hid a smile behind her hand. There was nothing really funny about this place. The windows were covered in frost. They might still observe the lake. “I can’t swim in this.” Marina was right. The pool also got frozen solid. “Take cover!” Cristopher pushed him aside. The books saved them from the snowflakes. “Dark ocean horizon!” Marina let go of the bubble. She cracked with the “Black pain” Whip to release fireballs. “We have to melt the ice.” The nayad threw a fistful of ice shards. “Then I might find the switches.” Julius didn’t have time. The crescent control platforms where heating up the guns. “Okay.” Desmond tightened his grip. “Then we must destroy the weather system.” The priest made the sign of the cross. The doors beyond the control posts slid aside. “I knew it.” The solicitor made a grimace. “Snow troopers.” The white and blue armoured soldiers made quick descend across the area. “In the name of Jesus of Nazareth!” Julius made a row of meteors to fall down. The seal bombs exploded beneath the onslaught. The rocks even protected against the pick-out guns. The snow troopers seemed to have vanished. “They hide among the white!” Marina was out on the ice. The flame spell burned the seal. Marina collected the crystals. Julius looked ahead. She warned them in time. The snow-coloured army garbs almost made them invisible. Christopher’s teeth kept chattering. He killed the seals, though he got hit by one of their snow flake attacks. Marina put her arms around him. The tiny figure still wore the light tunic. That didn’t matter, her magic might help. There was no time for the lost and weary. A trio of snow troopers got up. They used their shields while hurling tube-shaped grenades. Desmond threw a wave of daggers forward. The soldier fell dead on the ice. The survivors got support. Four new troopers got up on one knee to launch ice blasts or spew flame. Julius threw several vials down to cause holy flames. Then he released the sword storm. That should have killed the entire squad. Though, as he realised when they put up the canon, there were plenty left to consider. “God with us!” Christopher hurled the axe in a high arch. The rocket went up in flame. “Save us.” Julius reached for the crucifix. Marina put a stop to the blizzard. She then wrecked the control-post. That was a relief. The electric pulses became less intense. The snow trooper peeked out from among the banks to throw grenades. “Marina!” Julius called. “Behind you!” Desmond made a slide across the sheet. The nayad was already ahead. She used the bloodwatch to stun before stabbing with the bone knives. “Forgive us.” Julius had to fight his own disgust. “We don’t know what we do.” Christopher turned away to vomit. “That… “He swallowed. “That was the dark side.” Julius sighed. He felt so tired. “It is.” He felt sorry for her. They got to save her from evil. Though the species had no soul, they got a spirit. The snow troopers put an end to their conversation. The rockets exploded on impact. The grenades also presented a problem. The vampire hunters had to pull back. Then came a secondary explosion. The nayad killed Nyx. The crescent control post burse apart. “Good Lord in Heaven!” Julius and Desmond returned to the elevator. Some of the snow troopers were not that lucky. Though the black sleds across the eyes and mouth revealed no expression, the priest thought they looked desperate. The heavy equipment was pulling them down. Julius looked on as they drowned. “Rest in peace.” There was nothing he could do. Christopher shook his head. I know how you feel.” His hands became fists. “But this is war.” Julius turned aside. “No.” He said. “You don’t.” The priest closed his eyes. “Although they pledged allegiance to the prince of Darkness.” He sighed. “No one deserve this fate.” Desmond touched his shoulder. “We made it.” Marina climbed back on the elevator. “I don’t think so.” Christopher unsheathed the broad sword. “Look.” Julius gave a hand to let the nayad atop. “Good Lord.” The aqua troopers launched harpoons or torpedoes against the platform. “Wait for me.” Marina told. “I shall be back.” She blew them a kiss before leaping out. Julius made the sign of the cross. The nayad never really told what she did down there. He let it drop. The snow troopers climbed upon some sort of armed scooter. “God with us!” Desmond threw a homing ball. The trooper dropped the flouting mines. Although both the scooter and projectiles exploded, Christopher got stunned by the electricity laser. “Stronger we are!” Julius got lifted into the air. “In the name of the Lord!” The cross then burst overhead.

The switch got put in place. Marina swam to escape the mines. The spiked explosives burst before she might escape. “Dark water!” The nayad cursed. She released the bubble. That would only get in her way. “Bombs away!” The aqua trooper pulled at his belt. “Daughters of river!” Marina cast powerful frost magic to might save herself. The pendant shone blue as the shark got frozen into place. Marina sighed. That made bubbles to rise from her mouth and nose. The nayad could breathe underwater. She cast the whirlwind spell to might change the current. That created more space. Marina pulled the bloodwatch. The ecstasy filled her up. The nayad gloated in triumph. She cast the flame spell to boil her enemies. The excitement subsided. Marina was left alone in the dark. She felt sick by herself. The crystals replenished her energy. That gave no comfort. Nor that she put the third switch into place. The loop-holes opened to reveal the aqua droids. The sights lit up the area. Marina swam past. She found the fourth button. She released the daggers like harpoons. The mines exploded. Marina put her arms in front. The impact was enough to remove the switch. She almost got hit. The robots were quick to follow. Marina went for the surface. Desmond was there to help her atop.

Funfair, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The robot spread its wings wide. “Save us.” Thomas breathed. He presented the Host. The body of Christ protected against the rockets. The impact sent him flying. The dark-breed groaned. He lost the Wafer. “Drop your weapons.” The soldiers approached. Thomas snarled. He impaled the officer. “Shoot him!” The shock trooper commanded. “Shut it up.” Thomas released a cross-shaped blast of pure energy. The elf got knocked to pieces. Thomas got up to fight. The rockets went down among the group. The dark-breed managed a back-flip. The impact worked to his advantage. Although Thomas got knocked into the wall, he still survived. The dark-breed slowly slid to his knees. The flames scorched overhead. Thomas felt a bit dizzy when leaching through the gauntlets. The enflamed, the freezing, an electric, a sonic and the poison globe killed the troopers on sight. That left the dragon. But then again, Thomas figured he could be flexible. The turrets opened fire. The dark-breed hid behind the books. Then he threw himself sideways to hurl garlic into the air. The onion exploded. That gave a breather. Thomas escaped the grenades and lasers. “Fire in the hall!” Anette was alive. Thomas almost wept with relief. The secretary summoned the shield. Then she fired a blast.

The robot launched a wing of rockets. Anette slid aside. She summoned the turtle. The ancient one struck hard against the drone. The secretary made the sign of the cross. The rocket was huge, though the armour was light. Anette knew the CPU got hidden within the head. She worked with the project. They never got pleased with the model. The Dark Lord must have put the prototype into production. Anette made a glide. She got beneath the turrets. They also began to launch rockets. “Help us!” She prayed. “We are perishing!” The went opened to release clouds of toxic gas. The Falcon carried her to safety. The stones struck hard against the rocket. The impact smashed the shield. Thomas howled. He had to be alright. Anette got in trouble. The bird let go. So, let it be. She charged the flame. The secretary made it to rebound about. Thomas saved her life. They would continue the battle. The dark-breed found the envelope. He threw the Host in a high arch. The robot exploded. Anette made the sign of the cross. The remains tried to get up. It was to no avail. The processor was dead. Thomas sighed. He went to pull the switch. Anette found the elevator. She got on top. The dark-breed leaped to follow. The turrets got built around the opening. The secretary released her friends.

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

The bat struck against the window. “Watch out!” The houseman hid his face. “The dead do wander where they don’t belong.” Kay threw himself down. The glass broke into a million pieces. “Invite me in.” The beast changed into a coil of mist. Kay shivered. “Save us.” Rufus breathed. The dead man’s face took shape within the cloud. “Do it.” The monster hissed. “Allow me inside.” Kay shook his head. “Over my dead body.” The houseman declared. “Go back.” Rufus presented the cross. “To Hell.” The face vanished. Kay exhaled. He never knew the man could be so brave. The boy felt exposed. The burning gaze had transfixed upon him. “ Do not seek the dead among the dead.” Kay at last began to realize those words. “Help me.” Gerda had been missing for so long. They might do terrible things with her. He almost began to sob. Rufus was busy repairing the window. The icy wind might throw the snow inside. Kay bit his lip. He should continue. Before he might do either, they got disturbed. The scream shrilled through the homestead. “That was my grand-daughter.” Rufus went pale. “She is in danger.” Kay didn’t wait. He met Petra after supper. “Lead on.” He was only a boy, though he fought for friends and family. Then came that moaning sound. Kay really began to cry.

Final approach, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The breathing remained the same. The very same. “Controller.” The dark lady requested. “You know what to do?” Winifred O’-Hara saluted with a fist above the heart. “Yes my lady.” She reached with the left arm, palm out, before resting at ease. “I will do my duty.” Black Rage acknowledged. “Excellent controller.” She dismissed. “Leave me.” The other cyborg turned around. “My apprentice.” The holo-grid lit up. “Yes my lord.” The image of the candidate towered above. “What is your command?” The dark lady bent on her knee to display her obedience. “It is time.” The vampire declared. “Yes my lord.” Dark force smouldered in her heart. “Move against the Belmonts first.” She bowed her head. “Then you will have no difficulty taking the dark-breed back to the city.” Finally, she might begin. “At last, my lord, we shall reveal ourselves to the clan. At last we will have revenge.” The candidate smiled. “You have been well trained, my young apprentice.” The expression was like a crack in the ice. “They will be no match for you.” Black Rage was pleased. «Very good, my lord.” She rose. “It shall be done.” The hologram then flickered and went out.

Workshop, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The turrets opened fire. “God with us!” Desmond cried. The platform brought them to the web. “Get down!” The nayad shrieked. She tried to use the bloodwatch. That didn’t work. Marina regained the witch’s outfit. She hid beneath the cape. Christopher didn’t mind. He was too busy. The book might protect him from damage, though it couldn’t block the defence. “In the name of Jesus of Nazareth!” Julius hurled the crystal. The diamond broke apart to rebound about. The priest made the sign of the cross. Desmond sidestepped. The copters went through the opening. He released a flurry of crosses. “Good Lord!” The crystals got shot to pieces. He might relax. The shield was no longer in place. Marina released the fairies to might distract the drones. The turrets turned around to throw grenades. The eyes were still in effect. “Take this.” Marina threw back the cape. “From the daughters of river!” She combined all the gems to release powerful magic upon the area. Christopher got impressed. He made it to rain with holy water. They reached atop. “This must be the third floor.” Desmond remarked. Julius shook his head. He pulled back the hood before unsheathing his sword. “We are in trouble.” Marina whispered. Christopher exhaled. “I know that.” He said.

The pond got frozen. Julius made the sign of the cross. He decided to exorcise the demons. Then again, that could wait. “You are under arrest.” The destroyer-droids unfolded. “Hand over your weapons.” Nyx gleed from their control posts. Julius closed his eyes. “Into Your hands.” The priest summoned the Lord. “I commit my spirit.” The holy rage then surged through his body. “Amen.” Julius pushed through the offence. “Stop him!” Nyx cried. “Before he…!” The priest didn’t listen. “God with us!” He pierced the heart. The robot shrieked. Julius fought to resist. He removed the head. The explosion threw him back upon the ice. Julius exhaled. Then he realized the time was up. The priest was no longer shining. He must retrieve the Stellar sword. The demons opened fire. “Dark ocean horizon!” Marina cursed. She ran past to reach the platforms. “God with us!” Desmond challenged. He appeared in front. Julius had to rise up. The robots got support. The shock and snow troopers ran through the entrance. “Save us.” Christopher breathed. He released the pages. Nyx fired the guns. Julius managed to behead the destroyer. The machine got taken aback. The priest almost fell back down. The robot never change polarity. Desmond gave a hand. His cousin managed to support while the daggers pierced the final droid. They shared the crystals. “Freeze!” The snow troopers formed a semi-circle. “Or we open fire!” The dome shaped helmet concealed his features. “So let it be.” Julius would fight. The soldiers got their ice blasters ranged. He reached for the crucifix. “God with us!” Christopher went ahead. The axes sent them running. Desmond smiled. Then his cousin collapsed. The snow scooter hit with the thunder gun. The control post went up in flame. Julius felt no relief. The scooter could fly. “Magnetize!” The trooper released some type of hoover mines. “I have you now.” They exploded on impact. Julius threw down the vial. “Alright boys!” The priest made holy flames to rise up. “Blow those freaks to Veros!” The speed demons rushed through the opening. “Black water!” Marina released the fairies. That confused the approach. Julius relaxed. The scooter fell apart. The flames burned out the enemy. Julius sighed. He got work to do. Julius used the laurels. “Thanks.” Christopher opened his eyes. “The Lord is with us.” The priest had no doubt. “He is our guide and shephard.” Desmond exhaled. “Let us hunt.” The solicitor got up. He retained the sword. Julius made the sign of the cross. The soldiers seemed to forget about them. Marina was in trouble. She cast the whirlwind spell to might clear the area. “God with us!” The cousins challenged. Christopher hurled a flurry of crosses. The snow troopers hid behind their shields. Julius made a row of fireballs to fall down. He picked the crystals. Julius felt much better. The gems replenished his energy. Succubus then almost pulled over. The gun was blazing. The priest released the sword storm. The demon got impaled again and again. She then burst into flame. Julius crossed himself. He took the crystals. The snow troopers built a cannon. “God with us!” Desmond threw three daggers forward. The rockets exploded. “Magnetize!” The scooter came from behind. Julius threw the axe. He crushed the engine. The scooter went awry. “Forgive me.” Julius breathed. “I don’t know what I do.” The transport struck hard against the wall. The driver died on impact. The neck was broken. “Fire in the hall!” Marina destroyed the other platform. The ice didn’t melt. “Nyx got a remote!” Christopher told. He cut the cannon to pieces. The snow and shock troopers lay dead on the floor. “Filthy back stabber!” Julius threw the Shuriken. The soldier lost hold. The grenade exploded right into his face. The trooper was dead before reaching the ground. The priest retrieved his item. Julius reached for the crucifix. Zacchino stunned him. The shock troopers armed their rifles. “God with us!” Desmond ran at the trio. He made rising flames to track forward. The soldiers stunned him, though it was too late. “Rest in peace.” Julius used the laurels. He ran over to help his cousin. Zacchino didn’t surrender. The demon fired his pistol. Julius ducked beneath the bullets. The maintain crew arrived to clean the battlefield. The priest performed with a jump kick. “Glory be You!” Julius managed to knock him down. “Our Father in Heaven!” He beheaded the demon. The crystals gave more energy. Julius made a slide. He reached up to remove the petrified state. His cousin shook his head. “Behind you.” Julius threw himself sideways. “Curse you Belmonts!” Nyx got a needle in hand. Desmond rolled aside. He got up to impale the scientist. Nyx blinked. He didn’t seem to realize. The demon looked down at his chest. Then he shrieked. “Be gone.” Julius struck his blade. “In the name of the Lord.” The head rolled on the floor. “Get back!” Marina called. “Or you die!” The cousins finally realized how the death of a demon might make the platform to explode. “Good Lord.” The flames consumed everything. The priest crossed himself. He stamped on the remote. The ice was melting. That didn’t change anything. Marina was still involved with the construction bots. “Stop!” The fleet guard demanded. “Stand where you are!” They rose their automaton weapons. Julius summoned a circle of crosses. “God with us!” Christopher made lightning strike. The guard shrieked. The solicitor dashed from the side. He impaled the vampire before hurling daggers. The band was dead. Julius exhaled. “Bombs away!” The snow trooper pulled at his belt. Marina hid behind the bubble shield. Even so, she got thrown away. The soldiers put up another cannon. “Stay there!” The cousins parted company. Julius remained to challenge the snow troopers and scooter bikes. “God with us!” They launched the rockets. “Magnetize this!” The scout trooper released the hoover mines. Julius attacked with a mass illusion. The enemies got confused. The sword storm removed the explosives. That wasn’t enough. The priest threw the axe in a high arch. The scooter exploded. “God with us!” He got to dodge. The snow troopers launched other rockets. Julius then made it to rain.

The biker bellowed. Marina blocked her ears. The scream was almost unbearable. She cracked with the whip. The “Black pain” kept them at a distance. Marina released the fireballs. The speed demons withdrew. That was a relief. The nayad got work to do. Marina kept undressing. She had to reach the bottom of the pond. “Hello pretty.” The nayad stood frozen. He was cute. Marina felt her heart beating. “You do look nice.” She blushed. The curse heated her blood. “You don’t have to be afraid.” He was clad like a soldier. “I am not.” He touched her cheek. Marina shuddered with ecstasy. “No.” She told. “Not there.” She teased. “But here.” The polished black glove reached between her legs. “That is my girl.” The nayad giggled. Marina knew she was good. “I could do anything for you.” She told the truth. “Really?” The man asked. “Really.” Marina knew her skin was turning blue. She didn’t mind. Nor did he. “Marina!” Someone was calling. She didn’t listen. The nayad removed his pants. “Watch me.” She went down with her blonde head. “You don’t have to do this.” Desmond arrived. Marina giggled. Or would have. She got him deep in her throat. He came. The nayad beamed. She could serve them both. Christopher cursed. The laser trap boxed them in.

Funfair, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The machines lay in shambles. “It is over.” The hot head fell into pieces. “You was brilliant.” Thomas wasn’t that sure. He leaned against the trident to might catch his breath. Anette was beaming. They fought together. Thomas let her take most of the crystals. The dark-breed put it aside. He stepped on the button. They waited for the platform to arrive. When it did, the elevator got filled with enemies. “Prepare to be terminated.” The snow scooters went through the air. “Magnetize!” The flame troopers followed. “Bombs away!” The rockets gave an edge. “I hate you!” Thomas twirled with the trident. He cried to stun the enemies. The dead soldiers didn’t retreat. “Hand over your weapons.” The combat group spread out. “Roger. Roger.” The others chirped while bobbing up and down. The dark-breed didn’t laugh. He knew they meant serious business. The snow trooper threw back his hood. The white garb should make him less obvious. Thomas snarled. That made no difference. He might hear their hearts beating. “In the name of Jesus of Nazareth!” Anette displayed the crucifix. The birds left to attack the dead. The battle-droids opened fire. Thomas managed to repel. He threw roses into the air. The wild flowers exploded. The robots collapsed. “You are dead!” The re-enforcement had arrived.

The troopers advanced. Thomas howled his challenge. The dark-breed then threw himself upon the scooter. Anette made the flame to rebound. The mines exploded. Anette proclaimed with the crucifix. The image kept the troopers at bay. They spew flames to might counter. “Stronger we are in the name of the Lord!” She summoned the turtle. The shell offered protection. Thomas impaled them upon the stakes. “Get away!” The friend left. Anette hurled herself down. The soldiers bombarded the place. Anette made the birds to fly. She defeated the robots. Then she got shot by the fleet guard. That was only a bullet. Never mind; it ached like Hell. Anette bit together. “Curse you!” The dark-breed threw his powder. The Bibhuti exploded and burned on impact. The guard was dead; blown to pieces. Anette managed to summon the cat. The friend threw itself upon the second soldier. The fleet guard got tore apart. Anette crawled forward. She knocked the candle. The wound ran deep. The blood oozed. She left a trail. Then she found something. The secretary picked the blue cross. “Thank the Lord.” Anette gasped. She felt reborn. If only Anna was here. The dancing girl might explain about this miracle. That could wait. Thomas was in trouble; though he was not alone.

“Three pretty petals”, Dora wood. The 22nd. Of December 2098 A.D.

The top floor was built like a seraglio. Gerda sighed. She felt somewhat a loss. The Oriental oil lamps smelled of perfume. Gerda really wished to get home. That was impossible. She could never leave. Not ever again. Gillyan told the truth. This was a maiden’s house. Gerda didn’t hate her, she couldn’t. She dried her tears. Ingrid was right. Gillyan was warm at heart. Gerda exhaled. They at least let her alone. The 9-year-old felt so dirty. Though it wasn’t her fault that the housekeeper forced her to dress up for sadistic dominance. That was so frustrating. Then again, she made a discovery. Gerda was afraid to admit, that the ability to torture the men was thrilling. She shuddered, though the heat made her sweat. The landlord figured that comfort and luxury might bring in more gold. “Wo warden Sie?” The redhead girl spoke in German. Gerda thought she looked wild. “Where are you?” The blue eyes flashed. “Ronja! Susan! I know you are here! Gerda bit her lip. This didn’t look nice. “You better leave.” Gabrielle whispered in her ear. “Show yourself!” The redhead kept shouting. “This might become a cat fight.” Gabrielle looked nervous. “We must tell the others.” Gillyan and Ingrid already approached. “I give 30 pieces of gold for the night.” The marshal proclaimed.

Toy room, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

So, it might appear. The room was lined with mirrors. Winifred retained her favourite pose; a leaping posture, with her head thrown back, and the naked forms fused with savage ecstasy. “Rise.” The cyborg beamed. “Open bolts, chains bonds.” The golden hair fell down her back. “There is a dead voice calling.” Winifred laughed. There was no reflection or image. So was their nature. The cyborg was undead. “I hear you.” He did listen. “I call you back to life.” The seal was removed. The result was extraordinary. “I condemn you to a living death.” Winifred already got mixed up in an explosion. “To eternal hunger for human blood.” That was before the rebirth. No matter, she pointed a gloved hand. “What began in blood.” The leather concealed the hand. “Shall end in blood.” Winifred sacrificed a sample. “It is complete.” She gasped as the trickle reached the floor. The demon shrieked. “Go.” She hissed. “Do his biddings.” The fangs became exposed, though the wound got healed. “I am sorry to interrupt you.” Rüdiger Van Deer Grügge was the senior controller. “But the dark lady is expecting an update on the investigation.” Winifred emerged. “You shall be free through the flesh.” The Dutch Vampire kept at attention. “Yes sir.” He said. “As you wish.” Winifred all but smiled.

Workshop, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

This was a trap. Desmond didn’t know what to do. The electricity lasers kept them apart. Christopher bit his lip. He was forced to watch while the nayad and vampire made out. The solicitor tightened his grip. Desmond was not a stalker. There must be a way. He searched for the regulator. The force was held in Limbo. Christopher got an idea. This was specially made for her species. The topaz gems were unnatural. They said Marina was cursed. This was the first time he noticed. “God with us!” Desmond stabbed with the sword. He made lightning strike. “Save us.” The topaz stones shone even brighter. Christopher swore. They were immune to magic. That was a problem. Marina moaned. The snow troopers approached. “God with us!” Desmond turned. He threw the axes into the air. The soldiers pulled back. The scooter got cut to pieces. The mines exploded in mid-air. The impact forced him down. The troopers gloated. Christopher inhaled before throwing daggers. He presented the cross. Desmond felt a strong force guide his arm. The soldiers kept quiet. They were the undead. “Be gone!” Christopher declared. He was a hunter. “Do that again.” Marina was talking. The solicitor made a grimace. He got to do something. “God with us!” Desmond challenged.

The rockets got a homing propensity. “God with us!” The priest doused them with holy water. “In Manos Toas Domine!” The cannon exploded. Julius made the sign of the cross. The troopers split for cover. He let them run. The priest got other problems. The turrets opened fire. Julius hid behind the crosses. He then made a row of homing balls to fall down. They shot for the defence mechanism. The priest inhaled. He ran to fetch the crystals. They restored the force. “Die Belmont scum!” The shock trooper arose to fire. “In the name of Jesus of Nazareth!” Julius already hurled the Shuriken. Maxim’s weapon slashed through the army jacket. The fox dropped the rifle. Then she fell into a heap. Julius sighed. He watched the pyre. Julius reached for the crucifix. He got no time for sorrow. The snow trooper hid behind the shield. The priest barely dodged the grenades. He hurled the dagger forward. The soldier took it on the shield. Julius ran to retrieve his property. The priest threw the axe in a high arch. The trooper blew the thing to pieces. “Good Lord in Heaven.” The weapon reappeared. Julius picked it up. The snow trooper sent another grenade. The thrower seemed to refill itself. The priest ran aside. The gremlins dived for the kill. “Preserve us!” Julius forgot about the repair crew. The construction and maintain robots used their gears for weapons. Julius made it to rain. His life was a source of power. The acid flush gave an edge. The priest did the sign of the cross before dashing forward. The power of life kept permeating his body. The Alura sword shone like the sun. “God with us!” Julius cut up the green freaks. The gremlins shrieked while running. Julius exhaled. The gold left him. The priest almost collapsed. He had to gather. The robots were still about. “God with us!” Julius made the sign of the cross. “I don’t think so.” The snow trooper stalked his tracks. “Not this time.” While Julius challenged the robots, the soldier reached for his belt. “Bombs away!” The priest released a flurry of pages. He got to survive. Julius made two large spinning books to appear. That saved his life. The tomes took the brunt of the blast. That also cleared the area. “God with us!” The priest removed the head before the trooper might pull other bombs. The sight made him sick. Julius disliked that part of the business. The maintain bot hid beneath the hard hat. The construction bot twirled with the tools. Julius got saved by the chain mail. He returned the favour. The robot got struck through the rib-cages. Julius then staggered. The maintain bot used the opportunity. The other gremlins tried to pull him down. Julius had to remain awake. The robot almost knocked him out. The freaks ripped the vial from his grasp. The glass broke to bathe them in holy water. Julius managed to release with his arms on fire. He got up to burn the gremlins. The monsters screamed. The priest forced together. The crystals gave the upper hand. Julius burned the lot. “In the name of Jesus of Nazareth!” He made the sign of the cross. The repair crew couldn’t contain him. Julius released his force. The sword storm smashed the robots. Julius was breathing hard. He looked around. The tower looked empty. “Good Lord.” He reached for the crucifix. Desmond was on his knees, weeping, while striking the topaz stones. The priest felt his hair stand on end. Marina was behind the laser web. She was acting out with the vampire. “They are the devils of the pit.” Julius felt a desire to vomit. “Leave them alone.” The aqua troopers got him covered. “They are such a lovely couple.” Julius didn’t laugh. That wasn’t funny at all. “You are under arrest.” The leader informed. “Hand over your weapons.” The priest inhaled. “As you say.” Julius then used the ring to become invisible. The aqua troops spread out while shooting wild. “God with us!” He summoned the circle of crosses. “Let it be done!” The mass illusion forced them to run. “You impress upon me.” The Dutch accent made it difficult to figure. “Indeed.” Julius arched an eye brow. The vampire wore a plain grey and brown uniform. “Ich bin Rüdiger Van Deer Grügge.” The nest sister wore the same type of uniform. His cousin broke the jewels. The soldiers had arrived. “Who are you?” Julius wished to know. The blonde made him to feel uneasy. There was something about her mobility that didn’t seem natural. “My name is Winifred O’-Hara.” She gave their salute. “The chief controller of this facility.” The Dutch enemy snarled. He then went like a swarm. Julius doused the bats with holy water. Rüdiger reappeared to release heavy steam. The priest managed to sidestep. “Time to die, little man.” Winifred slashed her black gloved hand. Julius struck with the sword. The electric charge almost froze him in place. “They tell I am stunning.” The female laughed. “What do you think?” She leached with the foot. The leg was made of metal. “Good Lord!” The priest got a problem with lightning. Rüdiger approached with repeated punches. “Dark ocean horizon!” Marina cursed. The little witch got angry. She used the bloodwatch. The knives then pierced the heart. Rüdiger collapsed into a heap. “Fire in the hall!” Winifred shrieked with laugher. The submarine released a dual round of homing torpedoes. “Go on!” Desmond called. “That is your department!” The nayad muttered. Then she leaped into the water. “Alright you bastard.” Christopher brandished with the broad sword. “Now you go back to Hell.” Julius tightened his grip. “You are not enough.” She blew a kiss. “Come to me.” Winifred spread her arms wide. Desmond dashed to strike down. “No!” Julius cried. “She stun you in place!” The Irish woman blocked with the claw. The charge threw the solicitor far back. “God with us.” Julius was determined. He got to defeat her. Winifred smiled. “Come on.” She beaconed.

The pond was dim. Marina conjured the fairies to lit up. The nayad licked her lips. She felt defiled. The druid was to blame. Marina wept. She knew better. The nayad enjoyed the time she spent with the vampire. The Dutch filled her up. The sea horse released a stinger shot. The nayad managed to dodge. She impaled the robot with repeated daggers. The submarine kept chasing. “Dark ocean!” Marina escaped the harpoon attack. She cast the ice spell. That at least froze the thing in place. “Black water!” The aqua droids kept chasing. “Roger. Roger.” Marina got above the impact. She had to beware of the mines. The spiked explosives still flouted about. They might blow her apart. Marina found the controls. She pulled the switch. That might be of some use. The bloodwatch managed to keep the robots. Marina shot them all to pieces. She collected the crystals. This was too easy. Marina was certain. That was the third in row. She didn’t have to be clever. The pond got filled with enemies. Marina cast the flame spell. The mines exploded. She kept swimming in circles. The switch had to be somewhere. “Daughters of river!” She exclaimed. The controls were at the bottom. Marina went beneath the submarine. She then pulled the switch. Something was wrong. The platform didn’t move.

Funfair, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The trooper was dead. Thomas barely regained his composure. “Together we stand.” Anette quoted. He didn’t smirk. There still remained a hard core of resistance. The black Latinos wore the same uniform as the U.N. soldiers that stormed the castle in 1999. “Dracul!” The dark-breed conjured his books. “Preserve us!” Anette made the birds to fly forward. The group of commandoes boasted heavy weapons. The automatons spewed out series of repeated bullets. Thomas threw the powder into the air. The group scattered for cover. The Bibhuti burst on impact. The elevator was going up. “Come on!” The dark-breed knew they got to climb atop before other troops arrived. Anette made the flame to rebound. She went ahead. “Wait a moment!” The secretary got to give a hand. “Thanks.” Anette shook her head. “Take cover.” She pointed a finger. The commando group launched single field rockets into the air. “Help me!” Anette called. “I am invulnerable!” The shell got shot to pieces. “Thank You.” Thomas exhaled. The girl survived. The Colombians got to reload. He got the upper hand. “Back to Hell!” Thomas shouted before he released through the gauntlets. The group was finished. That wasn’t their only problem. The defence mechanism was still in effect.

The crystals charged the shield. Anette bit her lip. The mechanism might burn them to ashes. “Curse it!” Thomas growled. The soldiers were still alive. Mostly at any rate. The secretary put it aside. “We can’t take them all out.” She prepared for battle. “Just relax.” Thomas assured. “Let me handle this.” They got no time. Anette summoned the Falcon. They got to leave this place. “This is for my family!” The dark-breed kept the crucifix. He used the force to release a flurry of flames. The grenades exploded on impact. Then the Falcon made the rocks to fall down. Anette got carried from the platform. “A minor adjustment here.” The dark-breed grabbed hold. “Not yet!”. Anette exclaimed. “The gems are still in place!”. They recreated the web. The turrets changed objective. They got greater problems. The Falcon left. They hit the elevator. The Latinos kept quiet. They got their weapons ready. “In the name of Jesus of Nazareth!” The secretary fired her lacer. She got the glasses askew, but still managed to aim. The crystals got shot to pieces. The platform kept going skyward. “I got you now.” Thomas snarled. The security was built around the exit. The dark-breed released the brimstone tornado. Anette picked all the crystals. Then the hunters left through the opening.

Laruba mansion, Warakiya. The 22nd. Of December 2098 A.D.

The chandeliers got lit by the blue fire. “You called upon us.” She met them in the study. “Indeed, I did.” Malpheffa appeared like specs in the moonlight. “I am in need.” They were not impressed. “Dracul.” The black rider hissed. “Thou art to kill the Belmont clan.” The other walker quoted the last command. Malpheffa retained her seat. “Quite correct.” Master Oldrey kept his fingers closed about the back of the chair. “Though that is not the reason.” The vampire came to claim his papers. “Then speak.” The rider rasped. “Tell us.” The other made an echo. “I shall.” Her great green eyes were on fire. “Though I advise to sit down.” Neither did answer her request. So, let it be. “I have ample proof of his involvement.” Finally, they noticed. All three beheld her with care. “He is here?” The dark wanderer made a step toward her. Malpheffa smiled. She would not be alone. “Yes.” She told. “You might talk with them.” She would summon on demand. “Eon may be a danger to us all.” They did not seem to notice anymore. Malpheffa studied Simon’s text of cataclysm. “He comes with Judgement.” The black rider declared. “Perhaps not.” Master Oldrey remarked. “I may have a suggestion.”

Computer lab, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The system went off the scales. “Stand by alert!” The tactician bot informed. “Prepare for intrusion. Defence mechanism initiated.” The Sargent retained a ready position. “Deployed to commence.” The robot confirmed. “Dispatch; and expect to receive resistance.” The request got relayed back to the computer. “Yes sir.” The combat-droids spread out to take up position. “At once.” The corporal gave his salute. They waited for action. The system delivered an estimate for possible scenarios. “All clear.” The tactician bot was armed. “System allowed.” The elevator platform was rising up. “Prepare to terminate.” The Sargent aimed his weapon. “Battle-sequence B-112 activate.” The group was in motion. “Fire at will.” The robot began shooting. “Back to Hell!” He immediately recognised the footage from the surveillance system. “Stronger we are!” Anette Erlanger was a renegade secretary who discovered about her natural abilities. “In the name of the Lord!” The suspect hurled a sort of rebounding flame projectile. The combat-droids utilized with their shields. “Get back!” Thomas Lecarde was a wanted man throughout Dracula-held territory. “You are under arrest.” The Sargent declared.

Workshop, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The electricity surged through the area. “God with us!” Desmond threw the vial down. Lightning struck. The blonde cyborg repelled against his cousin. The priest presented the crucifix. The bats then scattered. They reformed into the vampire. Julius threw the dagger forward. The fireball split to consumed. The onslaught exploded. “Good Lord!” He exclaimed. Christopher hurled the boomerang. The impact stained the brown and grey uniform with crimson. Winifred surprised them both when turning into mist. “Get away!” Julius warned. The heavy steam almost boiled him in place. “The main dish has arrived.” The undead leached with her claws and fangs extended. “God with us!” Desmond opened his book. The demon was approached by the pages. Winifred howled. They cut into her skin. “Good God.” Christopher breathed. The officer moved like an electrical current. When she reappeared, the controller was still covered with blood. “Save us.” Julius made the sign of the cross. She was strong. The wounds healed up. Desmond was on the offence. He would strike her down. She brandished no weapons. The controller didn’t have to. She used the implant to shield off the attack. Christopher groaned. He got the living daylight knocked out of him.

The lightning struck down to knock the solicitor. Julius reached for the crucifix. The laugher sent echoes through the workshop. “In Manos Toas Domine!” The priest doused her with holy water. “Curse you Belmont!” Winifred shrieked. Her flesh was on fire. “Burn in Hell!” She released the bats. Julius sidestepped. He threw the axe. The controller went after the swarm. She then bellowed. Julius crossed himself. The axe got buried between her ribs. Winifred escaped like a current. She soon reappeared to release the fireball. Julius was forced to run. The blast got a homing propensity. “God with us!” He must have missed the heart. The wounds got healed. Julius released through the gauntlets. The acid fume consumed the fire. “Very quick.” Winifred trapped him in place. “Very inventive.” She smiled. Julius struggled to get free. The claw was forged of a dirty blue energy. “Preserve us.” The priest called out for help. “Time to die.” She aimed both hands to conjure a storm of brimstone. “Let him go!” Marina came from the pond. “Retire to the harem.” Winifred cast a glowing sphere. “Never!” The nayad hid behind the shield. “Good Lord!” That wasn’t enough. The orb exploded on impact. Marina was sent hurtling away. “Spite, envy and despair.” Julius might see beyond the obvious. Winifred searched out with the storm claw. Julius made the sign of the cross. He almost wished to be an ordinary man. That was the Devil talking. Julius made a glide beneath the claw. The polluted air never touched him. “In the name of the Father, the Son and of the holy Ghost!” He threw the crystal into her face. The gem cracked in three. The controller shrieked in agony. Marina and Desmond got back on top. Julius got shot by the Chaos orb. The laurels might remove a cursed state, though his skeleton ached. Winifred was busy with his allies. “Rest in peace.” Julius breathed. He retrieved the crystal. “The Lord is with you.” The priest then moved to pierce her. “I will not repent!” Winifred turned sideways to release the heavy steam blast. “Lord!” The angel sword repelled the attack. “Into Your hands, I commit my spirit!” She dashed like a Chaos flare. Julius presented the crucifix. The bats scattered. “God with us!” Christopher opened the book. The pages cut the swarm to pieces. “Curse you all!” Winifred reappeared. “All who oppose the Dark Lord must die!” Solid spears of flame then ripped through her mouth and eyeballs. “I take that.” Marina used the bloodwatch to keep the pyre. Then she took the instrument. “You dare too much.” Desmond pulled her back. The flames tore through the space. Julius watched the demise. He could only pray for her. “Oh well.” Marina retained the witch’s costume. “Let us continue.” Julius left her behind. He got to collect the gems. Then he went along. Christopher shook his head. They went to stand on the platform. “Are you ready?” The nayad asked. Julius held his sword in a double grip. “Push it.” Desmond told. “Alright.” Marina smiled. The solicitor also kept his sword. “We are on the way.” Marina said. She pulled the switch. They then went skyward. “There shall always be a lamp lit for the house of men.” The defence mechanism got activated. Julius made the sign of the cross. He was prepared. The fairy sword deflected the lasers. “God with us!” Christopher got lifted into the air. The shining cross burst overhead. The bullets never reached home. Marina used the bloodwatch. Then she threw daggers at the turrets. Julius released through the gauntlets. The grenades burst on impact. The lasers fired. He still brandished the fairy sword. Julius got the right aim. The lasers got sent back into the crystals. “Watch out!” The pieces might still hit them. They picked the splinters. That restored his energy. Julius exhaled. They went through the opening. “This is it.” Desmond remarked.

Toy room, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The platform stopped. Then it clicked into place. “Stronger we are in the name of the Lord.” Julius made the sign of the cross. The boiling sounds made him nervous. The priest had a look around. “I really don’t like this place.” Marina muttered. The glass tanks contained obscured figures. “This is a cloning facility.” Desmond bit his lip. “I thought you would like it.” The men left the game board. “Preserve us.” Julius whispered. He recognized on sight. “Do you remember what the count said.” The toy maker giggled. “Before the sealing act in 1999.” The puppet master had to support him. “I do.” Julius said. He tried to stand up. “ Your world shall burn in the fires of industry.” The prince of Darkness never gave up. Julius sighed. Though it happened almost a century ago, it still made him shudder. “Away with you Satan!” Julius cried. “Only the Lord you shall serve!” The duo stepped back. “You refuse us.” They laughed no longer. “So be it.” The toy maker looked all crazy. “Let me show you.” The dome revealed nothing but the lake, though there was something else. The eyelids opened. “Try this!” The puppet master bellowed. “This is what you came for after all!” The toy maker giggled with fits of laugher. “The shield generator might also be used as a weapon.” Julius made the sign of the cross. They reached the target. But it wasn’t like he expected. “Fare you well.” The undead became transparent. “I shall enjoy watching you die.” The shields locked into place. “Get ready.” They were left alone. “I was involved in the finance of this project.” Julius acknowledged. “Get down!” The eyeball shot from the leftmost socket. The trio had to split. The other crystals didn’t sleep. They opened up to release sparks. “I thank You Lord.” Julius declared. “For the love, stronger then Death.” The shield generator was the entire backdrop. The machine got the shape of a monstrous cylinder. Except for the face. That glared like the evil tower guardian. Julius touched the crucifix. The eye was coming back. “God with us!” Desmond doused it with holy water. For a moment, the crystal actually changed colour. He didn’t have time. The other eyes came swooping. “Black water!” Marina struck with the “Black pain” whip. The sparks sent her on her way. “Preserve us!” Julius dodged the crystals. The eyes went on the return. They struck with their swords. Julius got stunned. That was worth everything. The eyes changed in colour. Christopher was still in action. He threw the axe in a high arch. The yellow eye got struck back. “Good Lord!” Julius struggled to move. The eye changed colour. “Stay there!” His cousin’s voice only served to intensify his efforts. Julius got angry. He grew angrier by the second. “Drop your weapons!” The gunshot pulled him back on track. “The commandoes are here!” Marina’s voice sounded distant before the lights faded. Only the crimson security glow was left to illuminate the chamber. “God with us!” Desmond released a flurry of crosses. The eyes withdrew, although they changed colour. Then the yellow eye shot forth while releasing spark. Christopher screamed. The priest made the sign of the cross as his cousin got blasted into unconsciousness. “In Manos Toas Domine!” Julius released the sword storm. The eye changed colour. “Fire at will!” The Bolivian Amazons spread out to launch grenades into the air. Marina was right. The soldiers used another elevator platform to get up. The other crystals almost struck home. “Dark ocean world!” The nayad flailed with the whip to release icicles. The eyes froze on contact. The priest touched the crucifix. “Is it my imagination?” He asked. “Or are the walls moving?” It wasn’t. The soldiers pulled through the shields before they might close. That didn’t matter. Desmond got captured. They would have to climb the walls. So, let it be. Julius went to work.

The face detached. Marina clanged to the wall. “Watch out!” Julius called. “The generator is charging up!” The naiad struck with the whip to release the fireballs. The face countered the assault. Marina almost lost hold with surprise. She managed to save herself. The spikes might kill her. “God with us!” Julius threw the meteor. The nayad cheered. The stone collided. The impact shook the generator. “Move on!” Marina said. The machine kept bounding. She didn’t have to tell twice. The face stopped to emit those spherical blue orbs that rebounded about the area. Marina cast the whirlwind spell to might confuse the computer. “Rest in peace!” Julius nailed the thing with five gold knives. “Julius!” Marina threw herself away from the wall. The generator got him. He might survive the impact, but not the spikes. The nayad made water pillars to rise up. She released the pages. The paper burned on contact. That was to some relief. “Your sins are forgiven.” The priest put a hand on her brow. Marina didn’t need it. He was a human after all. The generator was about to collide. “In the name of Jesus of Nazareth!” She released him. Julius caught hold of the wall before he made it to rain with holy water. The face moved back into place. “It continues.” Julius said. She knew. The eye left the socket.

Computer lab, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The combat-robots were built to resemble humanoids. Thomas bared his teeth. “Die Lycan! Die!” The bulky Sargent was able to mount one final attack. “Stronger we are in the name of the Lord!” Anette planted the flame blast inside his body. The robot cried. Then he crumbled into ashes. “Rocket away.” The combat-robot removed the laser-sight to fix his position. Whisp howled. He leached forward to drive the trident through his torso. The machine stared through the T-shaped visor. The rocket exploded where he had been. Whisp cried the sonic howl. The combat-robot got stunned in place. Thomas used his force to charge the crucifix. The shining cross-shaped blast knocked it apart. The three or four remaining robots spread out to release other rockets. “Terminate the hunters.” The pitch-black tactician droid spread all six arms to launch different attacks. The lights went out when they first reached the area. The crimson security glow reflected off the instruments and crew. The remains of the worker droids and the dead dragonflies lay littered about the room. Thomas dodged the bullets and flames fired at him before throwing garlic. The tactician shrieked before releasing electricity. Thomas blocked with the gauntlets. “God with us!” He cried before throwing the Bibhuti.

They were coming. Anette charged the flame. The glow shone to reveal the blue, black and gold plated suits of polished armour. She reached for the crucifix. Brencorp must have put them into production. The order of Shadow gave them the resources necessary to do so. The secretary got called in to sign the papers as a signatory witness. “Do not forsake me!” She prayed. The turtle absorbed the impact. The robots advanced to fire their blasters. They got implants on both wrists. Anette released the birds to obscure them. She looked for Thomas. The dark-breed was in action. He twirled and twisted to dodge the tactician droid. Anette was glad she demolished the security program on their way in. The birds circled the enemies. She summoned the cat. Thus, she came close enough to blow the head of the control bot. Thomas threw himself away. The explosion really shook the room. “Get down!” The hunter warned just in time. The combat-robots broke free to launch an onslaught of rockets. “God with us!” Thomas answered with the stakes. The collision shielded their offence. Anette bit together. She fired a flame laser into the head of the robot. The thing got shot to pieces. Thomas howled. He was hurt! Anette summoned the dragon before she ran to help him.

Forest of Debias, Warakiya. The 22nd. Of December 2098 A.D.

The sun was so bright, even though the wind kept whipping up. Anna didn’t mind. She danced amidst the snow and white. Her eyes shone as fireballs and lightning bolts fell among the monsters. Anna beamed. She was a Phoenix by blood. Anna would rise from the ashes. The dancing girl teased with the audience. Her kind was living proof that there would always be hope to fight the righteous battle. The others got inspired by her courage. Robert and Isaac brandished with their clubs. They picked up knives and other weapons to throw at the soldiers. Claudia kept at her side, hurling scythes or using her swords at those which came to close. The harpies still kept the upper hand. They picked up and let the rocks or heavy tree branches to fall down. Anna lost her smile. She couldn’t resist the full bombardment. Not with all the birds circling about. The black crows shrieked while trying to tear them apart. Anna sent then an angry look. The redhead harpy threw a wave of feathers. Anna shrieked. She performed with a meteor dash. That cut through the assault. The harpy died in an instant. Anna stopped time before she began dancing. The war force protected from impact. Claudia howled. She shot the archers from behind. “Nice work!” Anna told. Then the harpies took her.

Artillery launge, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The voices went silent on approach. The dark lady had arrived. All conversation fell quiet as the crew rushed at attention. “Hail the count!” The lieutenant saluted. “Hail the count!” The personal where eager to follow. They recognised her presence. “What do you demand?” The mechanized breathing was the only retort. “My wish is that you prepare the command for duty, lieutenant Crest.” The human male delivered her instructions. Lenox Crest had once been enlisted by the Brencorp security beuroe. But now he served under the Dark Lord’s New Order. His men were quick to execute. They soon got ready to serve. “We are ready for action, my lady.” The Englishman finally reported. “Excellent lieutenant.” The communicator altered her voice. That was part of her situation. She let it pass. “What is our target?” Black Rage would have smiled if she could. The black mask concealed her features. It would change nothing. “I want you to be ready to fire.” The black lady had a reason to reach this area. “Yes, my lady.” The lieutenant hailed. She noticed the hair was striped with grey. He was a veteran soldier. The lieutenant would do. “Switch over.” She told the com-officer. “I want everyone to listen.” The female hailed. Black Rage went into place. They would not resist this time.

Toy room, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The Amazons tried to make use of him. Desmond managed to flee. The soldiers couldn’t fire. They might damage the cloning tanks. The light was so dim. Christopher stopped to have a look inside. Who needed all these bodies? He turned on the light. The full-grown man got brown hair. His eyes were closed as in sleep or if kept in suspended animation. The blue grey skin and crimson liquid revealed the undead. Desmond shuddered. He noticed the next tank was empty. So be it. He pulled away as the soldiers unsheathed their knives. They reached up! Christopher reached inside Julius’s coat to reveal his own blade. He would have to be careful. The solicitor didn’t know what might happened if the clones got active. “God with us.” He challenged. The Amazons tried to reach inside his defence. Desmond revealed the cross. They pledged fealty to lord Dracula. Menace reacted on approach. The women hid their faces. “Away with you Satan.” Christopher felt chills down his spine. His blade tore into their bodies. “So, help me God!” He felt such remorse. Desmond hated to fight other humans. They were not his enemies. The solicitor also got hurt. He didn’t care. Christopher felt like he deserved it. He stopped to ease his tension. The Amazons were dead. He felt no triumph.

The plates got finally removed. Julius made the sign of the cross. His cousin was still alive. The commandoes got him cornered. Marina struck with the whip. The yellow eye released the sparks in a wave formation. Julius doused the crystal with holy water. The impact obscured the view. “Dark ocean world!” Marina shuddered. She got stunned. The other crystals shot from the sockets. They also released several sparks. “God with us!” Desmond threw a wave of axes. That blocked the attack. Julius channelled through the gauntlets. The eyes were coming back. The fireball chased and destroyed. The crystals survived the explosion. “Preserve us from the wicked One.” Julius breathed. Christopher impaled the woman. Evil reacted. She burst into flame. “Rest in peace.” Julius made the sign of the cross. Marina shrieked. She got hit by the yellow eye. “Marina!” Desmond tried to break free. The priest hurled a single dagger. The crystal got hit. The other eyes sped out while shooting sparks. Julius was forced to run. The crystals struck the floor before they went back. “In the name of Jesus of Nazareth!” The priest released the pages. Both eyes got hit. The impact should have shattered the eyeballs, though it didn’t. They instead went back into position. Christopher defeated the women. He came to help Marina. Julius exhaled. He kept close watch with the shield generator. That was the right thing to do. All three eyes went out while shooting sparks. “God with us!” Desmond managed to sidestep. The other eyes went for him. Julius stood tall. He dropped the book to release the rocks. “Black water!” Marina got up to cast the flame spell. Christopher managed to keep her. They were behind the plates. Julius crossed himself. The face detached. The priest leaped high into the air to might climb the wall. The face stopped to emit those weird spherical blue shots which rebounded about the room. Julius threw the Shuriken. He managed to block the assault. The vial broke on impact. The generator got doused. The priest crossed himself. The steam might boil him in place. That was another problem. The machine kept steaming. Julius thought of the mecha-knight. Drolta Tsuentez made that battler in 1917 to might kill John Morris and Eric Lecarde. Julius dropped the issue. The face struck against the wall while spitting orbs. The priest had to drop some distance. Then he grabbed hold to counter. The axe went in a high arch. The enflamed projectile went home. Julius sighed with relief. That was close. The axe exploded. Julius kept climbing. He almost hit the spikes. The trap didn’t look nice. The shield generator went at high speed. The priest had to be quick. Julius made the daggers to strike. That gave a breather, though the steam kept smoking while sparks detached. He reached for the crucifix. The result caused secondary outbursts. Julius hid behind the books. The priest got to shield himself. The pages spread out to damage the generator. Flames erupted on impact. The assault made the face to stop in place. Julius relaxed. He got the upper hand. That didn’t last. The walls got moved aside. The others got released. The soldiers came along. They dispatched to open fire. His cousin answered with a wave of daggers. That was impressive. The yellow eye sped outward, quickly followed by the blue and green one. Marina flailed with the whip to release fireballs. The priest made the sign of the cross. The crystals rebounded. That was a miracle, which didn’t last. The eyes went for the nayad instead. The charge sent Marina flying. “Kill him!” The officer demanded. “Destroy everything!” The cousins exchanged glances. “Will do.” Desmond muttered. “In the name of the Lord.” Julius added. Christopher smiled. Then he got lifted into the air. “God with us!” The image burst to release flame. The crystals swept forward. “In Manos Toas Domine!” Julius made it to rain with holy water. The eyes shone bright. The electricity got released throughout the facility. Julius ran to rally support. He managed to remove the stunned state. “Julius?” Marina opened her eyes. “Were, am I?” The priest made a hushing sound. “You are atop the “Evil’s nest”. He quickly explained. The nayad acknowledged. Desmond ran past. He hurled vials to counter strike. The crystals approached. “Black water!” Marina got up to cast powerful magic about. “Good Lord!” Julius exclaimed. The spell crushed the eyes into bits of topaz stone. Then he noticed the commandoes went for shielding. They got beyond as the walls closed down. “Come on!” Christopher shouted. “The trap is opening!” Julius noticed. They went to climb the wall. “The Lord is our guide and shepherd.” The cousins barely survived. The generator struck about. Desmond snarled. He threw a flurry of crosses. They almost went home. Marina had disappeared. They couldn’t mind. The generator spat spherical blue orbs. The fireball chased and destroyed. That countered the assault. The trio of daggers struck through. Christopher smiled. The machine went to hammer his location. “In the name of Jesus of Nazareth!” The priest doused it with holy water. That saved his life. Desmond soon returned the favour. The shield generator bombarded with orbs before it went into action. Julius managed to block with pages. But then the machine got too strong. Julius was about to fall when the axes rammed the machine. “Watch out!” Marina wasn’t dead. She slowly came climbing up the shaft. “Stop watching me!” The nayad snapped. “Keep the generator occupied!” Julius figured out. “God with us!” Marina was right. “Let it be!” Christopher got ahead. He threw the crosses to cover for the impact. He climbed up the wall. Julius bit together. Desmond was clever. His cousin made the pages to cut through. The shield generator exploded. Then they all fell down.

They were back on the floor. Her voice went to collect the crystals. Marina smiled. Then she let it pass. The nayad knew that would never be. They were not like that at all. She sighed. “We should kill the clones.” Desmond spoke his mind. Marina shuddered. She didn’t wish to look. “No.” Julius said. “They might react to violence.” He made the sign of the cross. “We did what we came for.” Marina exhaled. “We must find the others.” Christopher unsheathed the sword. “You are right.” The nayad dismissed. She went to step on the button. The Belmonts came to join her. They kept their weapons handy. Marina was glad they did. The elevator returned to the level below. “” Leed on cousin.” Desmond looked round. “I have a bad feeling about this.” The nayad whispered. “You are not the only one.” Julius said. “Try to have some faith in me.” Christopher went to inspect the gate mechanism. “Okay.” He said while looking on the map. “The corridor should reach the approach.” He began to slice the network. “Wait!” The priest ran over. “I think… “He never finished. Marina shrieked. Christopher got caught in place. “Sorry.” The vial broke the grip. “I forgot about that.” The gate was open. She licked her lips. “Here we go again.” The nayad told herself.

Computer lab, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The screens got broken into bits. Thomas leaned against the trident. The topaz stones almost closed him in place. Blood dripped from several wounds beneath the armour. He sighed. The Bibhuti did most of the work for him. The powder blew the walls aside. “God with us!” He couldn’t stop to rest. The security crystal was still intact. “Stay away from me!” Anette ran in circles. The maintain crew came to repair the system. Whisp howled his challenge. They would not be able to repair the shield. The dark-breed rushed in among the monsters. The turrets aimed his way. Whisp released with a flurry of flames. “Stronger we are in the name of the Lord!” Anette smashed another topaz. “Preserve us!” She got beyond the security to blast at the crystal. The impact shook the computer. “Get away from there!” Thomas called. The automaton began to fire. Anette summoned the turtle. “God with us!” The dark-breed snarled. He would tear them apart. The flame thrower made him to consider. The zombies gathered round. They used the gears like weapons. “Thomas!” The birds flew at the corpses. The dark-breed howled. Anette got lifted into the air. The rocks fell to smash the turrets. She put down to blast the crystal. That hit hard. Whisp howled. Then the repair crew went to work.

The gremlins leached upon her friends. Anette got to clean her glasses. She barely got ready when the repair crew finished with the guns. “Preserve us!” The lasers opened fire. She didn’t really have the stuff to fight the security. The secretary threw herself sideways. The turrets tried to fill her with bullets. Anette drew the tears. She bent to stamp the topaz. The gem shattered into pieces. The ventilation opened up to release heavy steam. Thomas leached out with several orbs. The grenade launchers turned his way. Anette still wept, though she managed to knock with the flame blast. That granted enough space for her to challenge the crystal. The power core was changing colour. “Stronger we are in the name of the Lord.” That didn’t matter. Anette conjured the wild cat. The security crystal shook in place. “Forgive me!” The secretary stamped with the crucifix. She then threw herself down. The pieces went above. Anette got to roll. The repair crew prepared the security. The turrets turned to fire. The birds offered some protection. The cross-shaped blast collided with the crystal. Thomas breached the guns. He howled to stun the core, before he hurled the garlic forward. The onion exploded on impact. Then the turrets opened fire. “Curse you!” Thomas picked her up before leaving.

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

They had to force their way into her bedroom. “Good Lord in Heaven!” Kay felt like iron fists reached for his heart. “Petra!” The old man sobbed. “Not anymore.” The dead man got revealed by the moonlight. Kay almost vomited his supper. The man cast no reflection or shadow. “Now, she is mine.” He licked the blood from his lips. “My property.” Kay finally figured out. Petra lay on the bed, the neck of her nightgown torn open to reveal her throat. “Die you demon!” Rufus threw himself forward. The undead shrieked. The cross kept him transfixed. Petra moaned in her sleep. The houseman looked aside. “Ha!” The monster reached to scratch him. “No!” Kay got his stake. He was a child; but the monster almost impaled itself. “Wait.” The man pulled back against the wall. “I know where she is.” Kay bit his lip. The vampire was dripping blood on the carpet. “Spare me.” He pleaded. “I shall tell you everything.” Before he might act, Rufus reached above his shoulder. “Leave us alone.” He demanded. “Haunt us no longer.” The old man was granted authority. The cross seemed to burn in his hand. Kay pulled back. “You don’t understand.” The vampire hissed. “But I do.” Rufus pierced the heart. “May you be released from the curse.” He then removed the head.

Artillery launge, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

They got interrupted. “My lady.” The com-officer got to her feet. “We are receiving distress signals from the computer lab.” Black Rage put both hands behind her back. “Display them.” She instructed. “I want the images relayed upon the main observation screen.” Lenox Crest made a notion. “Yes, my lady.” Janet Grisham was quick to act. “That are the hunter’s I am looking for.” The black lady remarked. Then she went quiet. The turrets had opened fire. The dark-breed ran to the side. He carried the woman. She made the flame to twist about. The cannons got smashed. Although the work force began to repair the system, the wanted man threw stakes at the crystal. The shards tackled his position. Black Rage would have to do something about that. Then the woman summoned the turtle. The spinning shell broke the instruments. The flame blast then struck the core. The duo was forced to run. The repair crew finished their work. “We are ready to launch.” Black Rage made no remark. They were strong. Together they continued the bombardment. The secretary made rocks to fall down. The dark-breed forced beyond. The Bibhuti caused a secondary explosion. The image became obscure. Then the woman released the beam. “This is a setback.” Black Rage observed.

Highway, assembly line. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The explosion hit the lantern. “What was that!?” Desmond struggled back on foot. “I don’t know!” Marina was breathing hard. She almost got hurled across the railway. “Are you alright?” Julius got pressed against the observation screen. “I think so.” Christopher picked the sword. “Bats are coming!” The nayad warned. “Preserve us.” Julius made the sign of the cross. “The factory is still in effect.” Desmond shook his head. “God with us!” He released the pages. That gave a breather. Marina spread her arms to cast the whirlwind spell. The gates were moved aside. “God’s holy mother!” The priest exclaimed. The train had arrived. “Get down!” The engine delivered much good. That wasn’t a problem. The maintain bots launched twin rockets, fired lasers or energy balls. Christopher summoned the cross. “God with us!” That saved his life. They were too wide apart. Desmond drew his dagger. The rail already passed. The repair bots hurled grenades into the air. They left the train to take them. “In Manos Toas Domine!” Julius attacked with the sword on fire. “Black water!” Marina was ahead. She flailed with the whip to release icicles. That stopped the robots. “I don’t get it.” Julius frowned. “The computer is down.” Christopher shrugged. He had no mind about it.

The screen went blank. Julius dismissed. Their friends were coming. “Someone must have achieved command.” Marina remarked. Julius agreed. His cousin didn’t seem to care. Desmond moved ahead to inspect the gate mechanism. “Stand ready.” The solicitor told. “My ID card might trigger a trap.” Julius acknowledged. The robots lay in peaces. Why didn’t the repair crew arrive? He reached for the crucifix. The Lord would decide. “God with us!” Christopher pulled back. The doors slid aside, though the metal claws almost caught him. “Good Lord!” His cousin smashed through the metal. The ice blade reflected the turrets. “Get aside!” Marina cried. She went through the doors while casting powerful magic. The guns exploded. “Blow the little piece to Storigoi!” The speed demons came rushing down the highway. Desmond moved in first. He stabbed down to make the rising flames to track forward. “In the name of Jesus of Nazareth!” Julius threw three vials in a row. Hell’s angels howled their dismay. “I call you forth into the light!” The priest declared. “And cast you back into Hell!” The holy water burned on contact. “Julius!” Marina threw herself on top. The other demons fired electricity shots. The hunter almost got stunned in place. “God with us!” Christopher was still in action. He moved among the cannons to might destroy them. “Dark ocean horizon!” The nayad cursed. The speed demons were not alone. The tiny helicopters placed triangle bombs upon the floor. “They go on timers!” Marina exclaimed. “Preserve us!” Desmond threw a flurry of cross boomerangs. The helicopters exploded. Christopher collected the crystals. “You won’t kill him.” The nayad got up to challenge the rat robots. They came through the ventilation system. Julius rolled aside. Incubus almost pulled over. He got up to hurl daggers at them. The demon howled while burning. The Succubi stopped to behold him. Julius retained his crouched position. He awaited their move. Hell’s angels whispered together. Then they laughed. Julius shuddered. They made him think of evil things. “In the name of the Father, the Son and of the holy Ghost!” The priest hurled himself forward. The sword and gauntlets where on fire. The brunette Succubus tried to pull over while the blonde demon fired the gun. Julius removed the head. Then he reflected the shot. “Freeze!” They got surrounded. “Hand over your weapons.” The leader demanded. “Those are the combat robots.” Desmond remarked. “Let it be.” Julius brandished with his sword. “Beware!” Marina called. “Look!” A trio of metal wheels came rolling down the highway. “Destroyer-droids.” The naiad recoiled her whip. The discs unfolded into their ready position. “You are under arrest.” The commando informed. “That rests with the Lord.” Julius called on his power to make a row of meteors to fall down. The combat robots lifted into the air. “They got rocket launchers!” Christopher warned. The priest noticed. The machine used the laser-sight to pick him out. He threw the axe into the air. The blue, black and gold plated armour made them an excellent target. “Roger, Roger.” The destroyers advanced. “They got shield generators!” Desmond tried to repel all guns. “Dark ocean world!” Marina created the bubble. That resulted into a deadly crossfire. Julius crafted the angel sword. Than he smashed through the robot’s chest plate. “Fire at will.”. The commando leader remained calm as an icy pond. “Missiles locked and launched.” Julius was grateful they had no homing propensity. Still, it was a near miss. The priest made a downpour to might carve some space. “God with us!” Julius almost forgot about his cousin. Christopher had managed to behead another of the destroyer-droids. “Great maelstrom!” Marina kept the last one occupied by using the bubble shield. “Prepare to be terminated.” That didn’t stop the commandoes. They fired their heavy wrist and shoulder cannons. The energy intense enough to vaporize any living being. Both hunters released their pages. The combat-robots kept their distance, while the destroyer got cut to peaces. The battle kept down the highway. “In the name of Jesus of Nazareth!” Julius deflected against the turrets. Desmond was in the lead, blocking attacks. “Daughter of river.” The nayad smiled. Julius shook his head. He didn’t know if Gold berry would be pleased with her descendant, though Marina surely knew how to fight. The knives got berried within the commando’s soft-spots. “I have a bad feeling about this.” Christopher sidestep another missile. The priest send him a sidelong glance. His cousin presented the cross. “The railway is singing. «Julius felt shills down his spine. He forgot they were on the highway. “Let it come!” Marina brandished with the whip. “We have no choice.” Julius sighed. Then he got beneath another laser-strike. They didn’t have to wait long. The train shrieked down the line. The maintain personnel fired their defence. They all three rushed for safety. This time the brainless construction bots actually gave a hand. The rockets, beans and balls reduced the combat robots into scraps. Julius made the sign of the cross. That made only two of the commandoes left in the air. Not that it made things less difficult. A band of the maintain bots escaped the train. The engine was already far behind. Desmond flouted in the air. The cross burst overhead. The combat robots got finally defeated. Julius thanked the Lord. Then the mechanics almost took his eye out with the screwdriver. “All who oppose the prince of Darkness must die.” He sarcastically quoted what the servant told Reinhardt Schneider and Carrie Fernandez in 1852. His friends caught up. They managed to defeat the lot. Then the highway fell silent. “I hate it when they do that.” They exchanged worried glances. Julius didn’t relax. “We have to continue.” Christopher began to walk. “So, it will appear.” Julius felt so tired. Marina sent him a look. The priest sighed. Then he went to join his friends.

The highway remained quiet. Marina picked with the whip. This really didn’t feel right. There came no other trains. The nayad licked her lips. She checked every alcove, each niche and corner. The Belmont boys were ahead. They held their swords at the ready. “You are sure the approach is up here?” She asked. Desmond had a look over his shoulder. “I don’t know.”. He threw away the black ponytail. “I only follow the map.” Marina didn’t feel much better. She was about to tell him when Hell broke loose. “God’s holy mother.” Julius threw back his cape. “Good God!” Christopher went pale as a ghost. The huge gorilla creature was large as King Kong. Marina gaped. “I don’t think you are his type.” The nayad might forgive his bad humour, though she was speechless. Then Desmond shut himself up. This really wasn’t the time. Julius already went in to action. He dropped his book to release three fireballs. The blast collided. That made no difference. Kong roared. The massive chest plate opened to release twin rockets. Marina bit together. She wouldn’t stand by. Not this time. She still felt guilty after what happened in the workshop. The water pillars brought her high enough to throw daggers into the breast mechanism. The creature shove her aside. The nayad hit the wall.

The train rocketed by. Thomas paid no attention. He only survived. The dragon roared in turn. Anette was on top, the yellow coat flapping behind. The huge gorilla wasn’t built for hunting the night. The dark-breed leaped. He grabbed a claw as the tail went like the battering-ramp. Kong roared. The mirror glass couldn’t protect against this. He reached for the dragon to release charged shots. The chest-plate was moved aside. “God with us!” Thomas hurled the Bibhuti in an arch. The powder exploded on impact. Whisp howled his challenge. He fired a double round of the cross and wood bullets. Kong staggered back. He caught Anette on her way down. The dragon had disappeared. “Preserve us.” The monster gathered enough strength to launch the twin rockets. “Stronger we are in the name of the Lord.” The secretary inhaled. Then she fired the flame laser. Thomas held her tight. The missiles burst apart. Kong struck to crush them. “Blast you!” Thomas cursed. He released one shining cross-shaped blast forward. They fought their way from the funfair. The dark-breed got plenty of gems left to spend. The monster pulled back. Thomas howled. He fused with all the force he might gather. The sonic attack stunned Kong into place. Thomas touched the cross. Then the secretary approached.

The gorilla opened up to launch other rockets. Anette made a glide. She knew the dark-breed could handle that assault. The flame laser pierced through the monster. The heart got burned to ashes. Kong cried. Then he collapsed like a burning building. Anette breathed. She cleaned sweat of her forehead. “Nice work.” Thomas tapped her shoulder. The secretary blushed. She tried to hide the colours while picking crystals. Thomas smirked. Then he too began to gather. Thomas went ahead. Anette watched while the dark-breed reloaded the shotgun. They still had a long way to go. Thomas worked with the controls. He stepped back as the gate slid aside. “God with us!” The claws reached to take him. “Fetch!” Anette released the cat. The animal friend reached to strike the trap. Other turrets opened fire. She hid behind the turtle shell. Thomas howled. He dashed while hurling orbs. The fleet guards got taken aback. Anette flailed with the flame projectile. The soldiers got burned to death. She followed her friend. The gate closed behind. Anette charged her flame. The engines roared. The speed demons had arrived. “Good God!” Thomas cried. The UFO fired its lasers. The secretary summoned her birds. That blocked the attack. Anette didn’t relax. The UFO had delivered its deathly cargo.

“Three pretty petals”, Dora wood. The 22nd. Of December 2098 A.D.

The house was too warm. Merchedez felt sweat drip down her body. She didn’t get how he managed the armour. The marshal let a finger run down her spine. The redhead shivered with delight. The incense concealed the smell. The sense of black decay was so strong she could actually taste it. Merchedez purred. The marshal was related to the dragon species. She helped him to remove the suit. The scaled and leathery skin was bright red. The German girl marvelled by his muscles. “Come over here.” He used the tongue to lick her nipples. Merchedez groaned. The glowing eyes burned within the triangular head. The tail got wriggled around the knees. “Yes.” The skin rubbed against her flesh. “Oh yes.” She moaned. The wings cradled about her shoulders. “Keep me close.” The half-man/part dragon man pulled her even tighter. “Hold me.” The claws ripped the loincloth. She was naked. Merchedez groaned. She felt him, like fire between her legs. The gasp went deeper. She didn’t have to pretend. Merchedez accepted her destiny. She had come to enjoy it. The marshal kept her standing while moving on. She held him in turn. The redhead met him each time. Nobody did it better. The anger with the newcomers disappeared during climax. She was the best.

Final approach, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The hologram flickered. “That will be all for now captain.” Friedrich Herzt remained at attention. “Yes, my lord.” Damien Frost decreed a general lockdown. “Have the defence to prepare for stand-by alert.” Commander Cedric von Holm would handle that situation. “As you wish.” The undead offered their salute. “Hail the count.” The candidate replied in kind. Then the image faded away. “Prepare to execute his will.” The commander required. “Yes sir.” The lieutenant and his cadets were eager to comply. “At once.” The captain got his own advisors. “Shield of the approach.” Friedrich Herzt delivered his instructions. They got to use the back-up unit to maintain the order. “It shall be done.” He got to promote the young com-assistant for the post of chief controller. “Evacuate the area.” The captain beheld the image. The layout revealed the procedure in progress. “The entrance shield is down.” Andrej Pushkin looked back over his shoulder. “Leave that to me.” Cedric Von Holm retained his ready position. “The security is my responsibility.” He actually smiled. “Let us see to that they find the way to the throne room.” Friedrich Herzt acknowledged. “He is, after all, the candidate.”

Highway, assembly line. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

Kong roared. Their friends got kept occupied at the other end of the railway. Desmond refused to give in. He stabbed the sword down. That made the rising icicles to track forward. “In the name of Jesus of Nazareth!” Julius presented the crucifix. They got their own problems. Marina was knocked out. Kong had sent her crashing against the wall. Christopher felt grateful the nayad was still alive. The gorilla staggered back. Desmond touched his own cross. They got to protect her. There was no time for the priest to heal her. “God with us!” The grip tightened. Christopher got lifted into the air. Then the image burst. Kong got bathed in flames. The solicitor exhaled. The torso got ripped open. “Watch out!” Julius touched his shoulder. The garbage got spread throughout the area. “Good Lord.” The pieces morphed into gems. Desmond smiled. They replenished his force. “Wake up.” Julius didn’t waste time. He knelt beside the nayad. “Come on.” The cousin used the laurels. For a second, Christopher almost felt jealous about that. Then he shook it off. “You don’t have to shout.” Marina opened her blue eyes. “I am okay.” That wouldn’t last. Desmond might tell. The security was awake. “God with us!” He opened the book to release the pages. The fight had begun again.

Half of the enemies split to approach. “Preserve us.” Julius made the sign of the cross. The turrets fired. He made the rocks to fall down. The meteors shielded against the bullets. Julius made a back-flip. The grenades exploded in front. “God with us!” Desmond got beneath the barrage. The ring made him invisible. Julius saluted the effort. His cousin made lightning strike. The currents disrupted the system. That gave them an edge. “Black Maelstrom!” Marina was the first to notice. “Save us!” He quite figured her statement. “That is no mere engine.” Christopher threw the vials down to might obscure Hell’s Angels. “It must be the security!” Julius didn’t argue. The locomotor came without cargo. It rushed past their friends to attack his position. “That rest with the Lord.” The Stellar Sword and gauntlets were on fire. “Into Your hands, I commit my spirit!” The maintain and construction bots fired their beams and balls before launching rockets. Julius summoned the circle of crosses. The attack shot the images to peaces. That didn’t matter. They got time to retaliate. Marina utilized with the bloodwatch. Though it didn’t really work, the item at least slowed down the approach. Desmond threw a flurry of crosses. He was kept occupied by the speed demons. The priest had no reason to comply. The four UFOs all got into the air. The spider-man and aliens joined the fray. Julius made an item-crush. He extended the reach and power for greater effect. The priest would burn them all. “Julius!” The nayad used water pillars to move about. “Leave them to me!” The locomotor was charging up again. “In the name of the Father, the Son and of the holy Ghost.” The rockets almost killed them. He left the little nymph to suit herself. Christopher might need her help. “Let it be.” Julius knew what to do. He threw the crystal. The priest made it to break in three. The engine got caught in the explosion. Julius crossed himself. The shards kept rebounding. He made a glide past the monsters. “In Manos Toas Domine!” The sword burned like the sun in the forest. Julius crushed through the laser turrets. That still left the rockets. He even got other things to consider. The railway went on electricity. All though the bloodwatch kept it waiting, the spell wouldn’t last forever. Julius decided it was time to leave. More so as he got chased by the engine. The rockets went off. The priest countered with the five gold knives. Though the explosion sent him sprawling, Julius might still fight and die another day. He dismissed about that final remark. His life might be a weapon. Julius threw the axe in a high arch. The item exploded. He made the sign of the cross. The locomotor got finally destroyed. Julius exhaled. The wreck might screw up the lantern. “Glory be You.” He worshipped the Lord. “Our Father in Heaven.” Then Julius got approached. The arms witch pulled him back were inhuman. The alien turned the priest around to might kiss him. “Excuse me.” Desmond removed the head. “But priests are not allowed to form such connections.” He didn’t care. Julius only felt chills down his spine. He shuddered. The priest couldn’t help it. The thought of what might happened, if the alien managed an implant, was too horrible. “are you alright?” Marina sent him a worried glance. “Thank the Lord.” Julius bent to pick the sword. “I have not become tainted.” The nayad winked. She blew him a kiss. Then she cracked with the “Black pain” Whip. Julius turned red in the face. She always had that effect on him. The little witch spewed an onslaught of fireballs. The priest hurried to resume the battle. Anette and Thomas destroyed all the UFOs but one. Not that it really changed anything. The astronauts moved about to might kill them. Christopher joined with the others. Hell’s Angels got burned to ashes. When Julius moved to reach them, the back-door opened to reveal the armoured carrier. “Good Lord in Heaven!” The priest almost got frozen by the glazier lasers. Those weapons got built into the streetlight projectors. Julius blinked. The autowagen looked like some kind of luxury liner of the 1960s. He dismissed. Julius was never much of a mechanic anyhow. This thing was full of surprises. He autocart sped up to fire another round. He threw three axes, though that only seemed to agitate the computer. “Leave him your filthy machine!” Marina cracked to release several icicles. This time it was the carrier that stopped in place. Julius didn’t waste the opportunity. He doused the autocart with holy water. The sacred flames ripped up and burned on impact. The carrier somehow awoke and went through the onslaught. Julius threw himself down. The glazier lasers froze all in their wake. “Daughters of river!” The nayad cast powerful magic upon the area. She fused with the power gem. The autowagen got caught in the impact. The glazier lasers froze Marina in turn. Julius used the laurels. Then the autocart almost pulled him over. “No!” Marina was free. “Never!” She used the bloodwatch. The carrier stopped. Julius dropped the book. He released the fireballs. The attack blocked the lasers. The nayad cast the frost spell. She then hurled her knives. The bone core burst on impact. “For great is the Lord.” Julius made the sign of the cross. “Black water!” The carrier forced them to retreat. The turrets also opened fire. The security even got the rockets. “God with us!” The priest summoned the barrier. The missiles knocked his defence. Marina got atop the water pillar. She released the icicles. The turrets froze and exploded. Julius picked the crystals. He utilized with the cross. The boomerang burned on impact. He even threw the enflamed axe in a high arch. The autocart burned. “In the name of Jesus of Nazareth!” The priest hurled the vials. The holy water burned straight up. The carrier exploded. Julius almost collapsed. He really felt so tired. “Come.” Marina said. They shared the crystals. “The fight is not over yet.” The priest pulled together. She was right. Although the UFOs lay in peaces, the aliens survived.

They were all glad to see each other. Thomas embraced and held her in his arms. “I have missed you.” He said. “I know.” Marina almost purred with delight. At least the dark-breed would enjoy spending some time with her. “I missed you too.” She fought the curse. “Alright you two.” The Belmonts reached the elevator. “There will be plenty of time.” Anette adjusted her glasses. “Okay.” Marina let go. She cracked with the “Black pain” whip. “God with us.” Thomas reloaded the pistol. “Watch out!” The nayad went after the secretary. “You might be captured!” The topaz stones released their energy. The dark-breed bent to fire. “In the name of Jesus of Nazareth!” The cousins were left behind the barrier. “Curse it!” The elevator reached their level. The flame and snow troopers spread about. “Roger, Roger.” They got followed by a group of super battle-droids. “Drop your weapons!” The shock troopers brought the marine guards and Amazons along. “Daughters of river!” Marina exclaimed. “God with us!” They fought back-to-back. “Black water!” The nayad felt her blood burn. She lusted for each of them. Julius wouldn’t permit. Marina didn’t care. She would show her compassion. Anette and Thomas already attacked the trap. The nayad summoned her force. She could do better.

This wasn’t good. Thomas bit his lip. There were at least some twenty or thirty villains about. “Curse you!” He crushed through the topaz stone. The claws gave an edge. The dark-breed snarled. “Prepare to be terminated.” The Latinos aimed their automaton weapons. Thomas dropped himself down. The bullets went above. Thomas got up to impale them. The stakes burst on impact. The trio collapsed. Thomas groaned. He got hit by a bullet. “Did you like that?” The aqua troop gloated. “I hear the Shadow might grant even the most malicious pain.” Anette arrived. “That is none of your business.” The pretty secretary burned him into ashes. The dark-breed picked the crystals. The shark must be crazy. He let it drop. “O no!” Marina shouted. “They are behind you!” The nayad broke the topaz trap. That was a sort of set-back. The super battle-droids got ready to fire. “Curse you all to Hell!” They marched across the open area. “Dark ocean horizon!” Marina spread her cloaked arms wide. Thomas already got prepared. He hid behind the garlic. “God with us!” The onion sent the pieces flying about the place. All who oppose the prince of Darkness must die.” The flame troopers gathered around the nayad. She created the bubble. That wasn’t enough. Thomas howled. She would be killed.

They were closing in. Anette pulled through her dark blonde hair. She felt so helpless. Although the troopers didn’t seem to mind, the rockets dodged her track. “Stronger we are in the name of the Lord.” They kept on launching. The secretary used her flame to cover up. That might not be enough. The Belmont cousins stood together. Their swords got stained with blood. “Preserve us from the wicked One.” She reached for the crucifix. Anette released her birds upon them. The coat rippled. Desmond said it belonged to Soma Cruz. Her family never came in contact, though they gave a hand in the sealing incident of 1999. The solicitor never liked the replacement very much. She put it aside. The helpers got burned to ashes. The secretary wept. Though she got no choice, the launchers had to be removed. “Die hunter, die!” The super battle-droids rose their arms. “God’s holy Mother!” She got caught in the laser sight. The turtle saved her. “I regret supporting you.” Anette threw the flame blast. The droids wined. “Thank You, Lord.” She almost smiled. Then something else happened. She felt cold. There was like a black vortex opened in her heart. The voice screamed for blood and slaughter. Anette shuddered. The force pierced her mind and soul to lay everything bare.

Forest of Debias, Warakiya. The 22nd. Of December 2098 A.D.

The hair got whipped by the wind. Claudia held tight for dare life. The Phoenix kept singing. Her hands got red and sore, though she managed to hold on. The Sun bird also was sad now. The Lycan might tell it by her voice. The men were dead. Tears ran down her cheeks. What could she say to Iris? The princess sent them along to protect her. Robert and Isaac sacrificed themselves to secure the lift-off. Claudia knew the soldiers kept chasing them. She couldn’t clean her face. The Lycan decided she didn’t want to. It was right to show her mourning. The Phoenix’s voice became a shriek. “They are back!” Claudia cried. “The archers are here!” She didn’t need to worry. The arrows never went home. “You missed!” Claudia shouted. The bolt of lightning struck from the sunlit sky. The Phoenix was forced to land. This wasn’t any normal weather. The shrouded black figures stood out like patches of blood against the snow. “They are the litches of the order!” Claudia howled. They were tribe enemies. She leaped to reach them. Bright yellow diamonds shone within the turban. The Lycan snarled. They got no right to that symbol. “Let me dance.” Anna retained her human form. “You are to enjoy.” Claudia didn’t mind. She would rather die on her friend’s behalf then to permit this mockery.

Artillery launge, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The icicle figures were going critic. “What is happening down there?” Black Rage kept the arms folded behind her back. “The troopers have encountered the hunters my lord.” Her breathing never changed phase. “That is not what I meant.” Damien Frost felt the shift in power. “Someone has arrived.” The cyborg acknowledged with a slight nod. “We have a new enemy.” They all came to watch. “Yes, my lord.” This was her doings. The controller never should have dabbled in the dark arts. She was not ready for this. “Wait.” Black Rage spun around. “There is something coming through.” She was not mistaken. “Thou meddle in affairs thee do nay understand.” The angel had arrived. “He could destroy us.” The naked skull looked out from within the hood. “I know that.” The candidate remained calm. He turned to someone outside the view. They seemed to debate about the subject. “We won’t survive this.” The crew spoke silently together. “Retain your posts.” Lenox Crest would do his duty. Like she knew he would. “Yes sir.” Janet Grisham retained her seat. “As you wish.” They resumed to the task on hand. “Wipe them out.” Damien Frost then said. “All of them.”

Highway, assembly line. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The flame trooper fired a shot. Desmond make rising icicles to track forward. The black and red armour reflected the light. “God with us!” The trooper released other flames. Christopher made a glide. He got up to impale the soldier. “Stay back.” Julius touched his arm. The snow trooper hid behind the shield. The grenades exploded on impact. The flame trooper picked up. He let the flame thrower talk. The priest made the crosses to appear. The fire bombs forced them to crumble. Desmond bit together. The axes cut him up. The circle even removed the other trooper. This was a distraction. The solicitor was sure about it. Christopher felt the shift in nature. He didn’t know how to describe it, though it was like seeing, smelling and hearing at the same time. Desmond held up his blade. The cross was ablaze. A great force seemed to guide his hand. “So, help me God.” He whispered. “Magnetize!” The other snow trooper came dashing upon his flying scooter. The magnet bombs went through the air. Julius made it to rain with holy water. The bombs burst apart. The trooper was killed. Christopher picked the crystals. They replenished his force. The soldiers retreated toward the elevator. “Not tonight!” Thomas snarled before throwing the stakes. “Hurry up!” Marina arrived. “This is our chance!”

Elevator, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

They conquered the elevator, though it didn’t come without a price. The bats and turrets put up quite a fight. “Preserve us.” Julius tightened his grip. The doors had closed. The water came through the top of the box. The metal eggs morphed into full grown sea horses. The droids released frost stings from within their belly. “Black water!” Marina cursed. “Let it snow. Let it snow!” She actually made it happen. Each snow flake was perfect in shape and colour. Julius admired. That obscured the enemies. He soon pulled together. “God with us!” The solicitor fused his blade. That was impressive. Desmond reflected the bolts. He shook it off. “We have to close the pipes!” Julius called. “Leave it to me.” Anette smiled. The falcon came to pick her. She brought the nayad along. Julius frowned. What could they be up to? The sea horse fired a sting. The priest threw himself aside. At least he tried. Julius tripped and fell headlong into the water. Christopher smashed through the control box. Never mind. The priest felt certain he hid a smile. “Forget about it.” Julius glared. The solicitor shrugged. “Just relax.” Thomas never left his post. “I smell it.” He suddenly felt chills down his spine. The girls returned. His friends saved them from falling. Julius crossed himself. They reached atop.

Entrance, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The dark-breed was right. He could smell it too. “What is that?” Anette looked horror-struck. She pulled a sleeve over her nose. “I know what that is.” The priest felt like he was freezing to death. “The Dark Realm.” A shadow past over Desmond’s face. “The forgotten one.” The cousins exchanged glances. “No wonder we all felt him.” Thomas frowned. “What are you talking about? I thought your founding father killed that monster millennia ago.” Julius drew sweat of his forehead. Gabriel was not the founder of the Belmont clan. That man brought his family nothing but shame. It was Hawken Belmont, the Norse Viking who became the Christian, and Leon who consolidated how a vampire hunter should be. “He did.” Christopher regained his composure. “But he was only an angel of the fourth circle. There are still others, who gained power by retaining a name.” The conversation was cut short. “Silence!” The voice boomed. "Thou cannot triumph here, fool! Thee have no comprehension of what thou arth against!” Julius’s hand turned white when grasping the hilt of his sword. The demon lord was talking to him. “You can keep your hate.” The priest knew the promises couldn’t break. The red glow grew brighter. It was like an infection in the time/space reality. The ugly yellow light witch tour from the inside seemed like crawling maggots. “God with us.” Christopher said. The descendants presented their cross and crucifix. “This is our responsibility.” The forgotten one roared. “I am Geramouth! Thee cannot escape !” The seal burst. Julius crossed himself. The Demon Lord had arrived. “All right.” Thomas ran over to touch the controls. The door opened. Marina ran ahead, though the dark-breed had to drag Anette along. Geramouth leached. The chain whip was crafted by blue electricity. The cousins threw themselves in opposite directions. The void sword went like a liquid shadow. Julius threw the cross. The yellow and red armor seemed to absorb the blow. “God’s holy Mother!” The priest was able to retain his weapon. “ Did I nay warn thee!” The shrouded figure laugh so hard that the sharp teeth and flaming mouth became visible. “You are not invincible.” Desmond made a glide to utilize with holy water. “I studied the fragments.” He followed up with the axe. “I know how to defeat your kind.” Julius gathered courage. The solicitor dodged the splinters. “Thou cannot strike me!” A tiny piece of the body got revealed. “ Behold and despair!” It was true. The armor was healing up. Either way, Julius reached an insight. The forgotten one’s body seemed to be composed of souls. Thanks to the incidents of 1666, the family knew how to challenge the Shadow. “Dark force rising!” Christopher pointed toward the gathering storm. “Good Lord in Heaven!” Geramouth seemed to manipulate with his bare hands. “Preserve us!” Desmond cried. The meteor storm made the boulders to rain. “This arth thy demise!” Julius gnashed his teeth. He believed in the Lord and trusted the gifts. He threw the vial and daggers forward. The armor broke to reveal the body. “God with us!” Christopher escaped the whip. He consolidated the blood line mystics to leap high enough to stamp with the cross. “Behold!” The demon lord bellowed. “The naked energy of the dark side!” Julius made the sign of the cross. The forces were building up. “The lightning of pure will power!” The void sword suddenly blazed. “Now, feel mine fury!” The vampire hunter’s summand the trinity for protection. Geramouth threw the sword. It seemed to contain the full might of the enemy. “Let be Your will!” The void sword ripped to the seal, which resulted in the form of some strange nuclear explosion. Julius managed to release to the gauntlets. Geramouth left himself wide opened. Although the blade was spinning back to its master. The expanding flames ripped across the armor. The circle of axes was enough to crush to the chest plate. “In the name of Jesus of Nazareth!” Julius created a downpour of holy water. The drops of black blood steamed when hitting the platform. Although Geramouth retained his blade, the wound remained opened. “Preserve us from the wicked One.” The enemy resealed his armor. “Go back to the Shadow.” The priest regained his composure. Desmond was already involved in battle. The sword and whip lashes never touched his cousin. Julius wondered if he was still using the mystics. “The Lord is with you.” The priest remarked. “He will nay preserve thee!” The forgotten one conjured another storm. They had to escape the meteors. “God with us!” Julius also gained super natural powers. The mass illusion made repeated attempts. “Permit me.” Christopher hurled a flurry of crosses. Geramouth staggered. The demon lord roared when the armor cracked. “So, they should not be forsaken.” Julius proclaimed. “But have life everlasting.” Geramouth turned to look upon him. The massive black wings seemed to blend out the light. “Those which wander in the dark shall see a great light.” Julius whispered. The words inspired courage. Desmond aimed with the sword. “I have inherited Juste’s spell fusion abilities. The lightning bolt struck down to break the armor. The forgotten one shrieked. Julius knew this was the moment. “God with us!” The vials smashed on impact. “Glory be You.” He made the sign of the cross. The liquid went a blaze with fury. “I shall destroy thee!” Geramouth announced. “ I shall tear thy, limb from limb! Then thou might perish in thee despair !” Julius felt chills down his back. He felt so insignificant when the demon lord gave him his undivided attention. The armor got mended. They got to keep that from happening. Christopher approached to stab the sword down. The icicles went along the floor. The armor froze and then broke apart. Geramouth roared, before he hurled the void sword to rip another black hole. The nuclear blast should have been the finalle, though it was nothing of the sort.

Artillery launch, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The guards let them past. Thomas kept a strong grip upon the secretary. Tears went down her cheeks. De dark-breed discovered to his own surprise, that he too was mourning. “Come on.” Marina went ahead. “We don’t have time.” The nayad looked like breaking, though she tried to fame strength. “Hunters, this is a security zone. Surrender in the name of lord Dracula.” Thomas snarled. The human carried a cadet’s uniform. “We have you under all guns.” Marina struggled to remain tall. “You don’t scare me.” Thomas wished she could be quiet, at least for once. “Then you should.” The dark-breed howled. That oily metallic smell tour at his nose. “You are the resistance and a traitor.” The tall black figure made and imperious gesture. “Cadet Jethro.” She demanded. “Take them away. «The troopers gathered around. “Yes, my lady.” The officer acknowledged. “Sargent.” The group leader made a salute. “Over my dead body.” Thomas declared. “Come and take me.” Marina spread her arms wide. The nayad carried the spell book. “Stronger we are in the name of the Lord!” The secretary didn’t wait. She charged with the flame blast. “Drop your weapons.” The cyborg requested. Her breathing never changed. The dark-breed reacted. “Set the lasers to stun.” The cadet advised.

The fleet guards fired their stunning blasts. “Dark ocean world!” Marina cursed. She barely sidestepped the onslaught. “God’s holy Mother!” She was not alone. “Jesus!” Anette climbed atop the tiger. The little witch cast the whirlwind spell. “God with us!” Thomas fused the trident. He ripped through the shock troopers like a scythe through corn. The sergeant lay dead at his feet. “Dracul!” Marina ducked beneath. The cadet fired a shot. He wielded a force pike. “Dark ocean horizon!” Her allies were busy. Marina cracked with the whip. She got to keep him occupied. The electricity weapon repelled the fireballs. Marina already guessed as much, though the offence forced the officer to retreat. “Daughters of river!” The pike almost pierced her heart. She made a back-flip. “What a dancer you might be.” The cadet mocked while stabbing. “Maybe.” The nayad made a grimace. “But not for you.” She really was a nymph, although she hated to be reminded. “But why not?” He smirked by her discomfort. “I heard you pleased the controller.” Marina almost had a vomit. That was true, though it was because of the curse. She managed to coil the whip around the force pike. “You whore!” The cadet screamed when she pulled it from his grasp. Marina didn’t speak as she threw the daggers.

The cadet got impaled. Anette felt so proud. The personnel left the twelve-membered skeleton-crew behind to maintain the launge. “Black water!” The nayad challenged the bots and dragonflies. “You won’t escape.” The lieutenant fired a stun blast. Thomas leaped atop. He released the sonic howl in return. “Jesus!” The secretary had her own fish to fry. The fleet guard aimed his rifle. Anette noticed he reloaded with the bullets this time. “Stronger we are in the name of the Lord!” She presented the crucifix. “God’s holy Mother!” His image granted protection. “I don’t get it.” The fox blinked. “May your sins be forgiven.” Anette quietly said. Then she burned him to ashes. “There are other ways to might detain you.” The cyborg kept breathing. “Lieutenant Crest.” Thomas approached. “Sorry to disappoint you.” He smirked. “But I killed him.” The dark lady acknowledged. “Very well.” The cyborg made a gesture. “Though it changes nothing.” Anette gasped. The dark-breed got picked up and hurled against the wall. “I am called Black Rage.” She said. “You might name me as your lady.” Anette turned her hands into fists. “Never!” Marina charged. She also got thrown away. “Cadet Grisham.” The cyborg requested. “Please proceed.” The com-officer would perform.

Dora wood, Warakiya. The 22nd. of December 2098 A.D.

The treetops shaded against the moonlight. Kay pulled the scarf around his face. Although it stopped snowing, the wind kept bitter. The boy felt like it bit through everything he wore. There was nothing to be done about it. Kay couldn’t control the climate. He kept forcing his way down the path. This way should lead to the backside of the house. Petra told them all she knew when the curse was lifted. That was at least some relief. Something fell from the sky. It came as a complete surprise. Kay screamed as something sharp pierced his shoulder. “Quiet.” The attacker requested. Kay lay completely still. The voice sounded like boiling steam escaping through the went. He could feel the presence, a boiling anger toward all free people. Those who were not kept in chains, like this being. “Who are you?” This new voice was different. Kay looked up, though the pressure kept him down. The boy got a weak image of black coils and some seemingly high-heeled metallic boots. That didn’t make sense. “Answer me.” The female voice demanded. The hold on his shoulder tightened. “I am Kay Anderson!” He got to scream. The attacker raised him up so that he might face his captor. Kay got to blink away the tears. At first, he thought it was Dracula. But then he realized it couldn’t be him.

Artillery launge, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The audience had her full attention. “As you may have noticed.” Black Rage made a gesture. “This is no mere control room.” The young cadet had performed diligently. “Look here.” The cyborg turned. “Gaze upon the view screen.” The projector revealed the surrounding cave. “I presume you all recognize what we do now observe.” The mechanic breathing kept sending echoes through the launge. “The city of the Lycan.” The dark-breed’s words were a mere whisper. “Quite right.” Do to the installed audio simulator program she might register everything on the scale. The producers only now adjusted it to actual performance. Never mind. That was irrelevant. “From here on the lantern we are able to fire rockets of such magnitude they might easily destroy the entire city.” Black Rage kept quiet for a time. She would permit them to reach the conclusion of their own insignificant rebellion. “This is blackmail.” The secretary threw her fist in the air. The witch made no answer. Then a storm burst through the entrance. The com-officer lost her head before the sword crushed the computer. The chain-reaction caused the whole set to blow apart. Black Rage released her last reserve. Then the red-bladed light sabre came to life. The dark lady had to defend herself.

Entrance, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

The priest stood tall. “You cannot pass!” He was blazing. “I am a servant of the realm.” Julius proclaimed. “I glorify the Word of One.” The sword and crucifix were shining gold. “Go back to the void!” Christopher silently approached. “The fires of war will not avail you, shade of Sodom!” Geramouth snarled. He brandished with the whip. “You cannot pass!” Julius roared. He struck his own blade down. The gold went up the chain. The forgotten one bellowed when burned by the power. “Let it be!” The priest let go of everything. The sword storm broke the armor into pieces. “God with us!” Desmond reached in time. The demon threw the void sword directly at his relative. “Nay!” Geramouth reached his hand. The other still kept the whip. The cross repelled the object. The dark force seemed to consume upon itself. The blade fell useless upon the ground. Geramouth fell on his knees. “I yield to thee! Mercy, mine liege! Mercy!” Julius couldn’t answer. He still kept the forgotten one in check. Christopher shook his head. “May the Lord make mercy upon your soul.” The priest made the sign of the cross. Desmond agreed. They were not like Gabriel. Together, they threw their swords like boomerangs. Geramouth shrieked. The head exploded before the corpse burned into ashes.

Artillery launge, “Evil’s nest”. The 21st. of December 2098 A.D.

They decided to breach through the door. Desmond realized the trouble on sight. The solicitor removed the vampire’s head before crushing her computer. The black lady ignited the crimson light sabre. Julius countered the strike. “I am Black Rage.” The cyborg which made a back-flip before releasing one homing fireball. The priest blinked. He then made the sign of the cross. Black Rage looked like she was about to vomit. That didn’t happen. The black mask and helmet hid her face from view. Julius dismissed. He got to protect himself. The priest held the sword up right. The green light protected the blade. “Glory be You.” Julius worshipped the Lord. “Our Father in Heaven.” He managed to deflect the dark force fireball. “God with us!” The flame burned out. Black Rage was breathing hard. She threw the sabre like a boomerang as she reached with both arms. The control barge got tore from the panel. The dark lady threw it like a missile. Julius cut it up. He did the same with the connecting tube. Black Rage hissed as she intensified the onslaught. The priest sliced two more objects before she attacked. The crimson light sabre struck to gouge out his heart. “In the name of Jesus of Nazareth!” Julius threw himself sideways. The Stellar sword was shining green like dawn in the forest. They met blade-to-blade. “So, you managed to save yourself.” The voice sent chills down his spine. “You have a nasty habit of surviving.” The priest pressed his advantage. “The Lord is my guide and shephard.” Black Rage made a dismissive gesture. Julius presented the crucifix. The enflamed wave got pushed aside. “Impressive.” The dark lady admitted. “Very impressive.” Julius didn’t answer, he moved in to slash at her shoulder. That might force her to release the light sabre. “Curse you Belmont!” Black rage roared as dark smoke developed from within the machinery. She made a powerful swing which made have cut him in half. The priest got hit by the vile fireball. Julius gasped with pain before he might use the laurels. “Alucard has done well when training you.” The priest got to his feet. The tragic prince had nothing to do about his fencing. Julius got his training when joining the swiss guard. Not that he would tell her anything. Julius made the glide. She expected the move and answered accordingly. Julius got his own intentions. He doused her with holy water, which made the flames to explode about her. “You underestimated me.” The cyborg was dripping oil while the heavy smoke obscured her. “And you do not realize the power I hold in my grasp.” Black rage absorbed the flame blast. Julius bit his lip. He reached for the crucifix. She really was stronger than he figured. Before he might consider, the witch raised her hand. “Now, you will die.” The bolt of dark side lightning sent him sprawling. The priest screamed, pain was his universe. He got up on one knee before she might fire another blast. Although gasping with agony, he was able to open the mystic book. The pages took her by surprise. They cut through and ripped inside her armour. That really caused her pain. The dark lady’s fury was horrible to be hold. She struck at him repeatedly. Julius barely managed to maintain the cross barrier. Though it saved his life, the effort drained him of energy. Julius used some of the last crystals to heal himself before the cyborg began bombarding him with the pieces of machinery. He managed to slice them. Julius crossed himself. Some of the pieces actually left a few crystals behind. That restored his force. Julius was able to reignite the Stellar sword. Thus, he might counter her attacks. The dark force fireball burned out before it might reach him. The priest threw his own daggers. The enflamed wave stopped his offence. Julius threw himself forward, the blades clashed. The priest stamped with the crucifix. Then the lightning bolt threw him away. That was no problem. Julius managed to block the explosion before it might touch him. Black rage hurled herself in pursuit. Again, the blades did clash. The cyborg reached back to throw another fireball. Julius instead pushed the crystal in to her throat. The gem broke into countless pieces. Black rage gasped as the energy ran through her body. Her hand closed around his windpipe. For a while they stood there, trying to throttling each other. Then the mettle hand closed around the crucifix. Hissing with rage, and with her hand on fire, she let him go. Julius didn’t mind trying to catch his breath, as he buried his blade into her heart. Then the four icicle structures exploded. Julius staggered back. The dark side resulted when Black Rage went up in flames. The gust of malice pulled him in. Julius got hurled away. The priest screamed upon hitting the wall. He felt like every bone in his body got broken. The laurels saved him. Julius still gasped while getting up. He leaned against the wall while trying to gather. Julius drew sweat of his brow. The item didn’t heal all his problems. Julius closed his eyes. There was something he forgot. Julius opened his eyes. “The mystic orb.” He turned back toward the entrance. Then he noticed the crystal ball lay on the floor. It must have somehow rolled into the launge. “So, let it be.” The priest made the sign of the cross. He went to pick it up. “Glory be You.” Julius sighed with relief. “Our Father in Heaven.” The burns got healed by the crystal. Julius felt much better when holding the orb. The light made him to turn away. Julius exhaled. The mystic orb had vanished. Julius guessed he should be used to such by now. That he wasn’t. The priest dismissed. He still had a quest to fulfil. His friends were involved in battle. Christopher managed to defeat the remaining members of the skeleton-crew. His cousin now fought the marine guards. The duo wielded their force-pikes with great skill. The third guard took aim. Julius doused her with holy water.

The aqua trooper reached for his belt. “Bombs away!” Thomas snarled. He threw himself backward before the eggs might explode. “Try this!” The snow trooper sped by upon his bike. “Magnetize!” Thomas howled. He ducked while hurling garlic. The mines burst apart. The trooper was dead before the bike collided. The impact even took care of the shark. The water tank imploded. “God with us!” The dark-breed made a forward trust. The flame trooper leaped high to dodge the assault. The red and black suit shone in the crimson security light. Thomas managed to sidestep the flame blast. The wild flower struck through the armour. The dark-breed took the gems. “Game over!” The shock trooper fired his gun. The pages saved him. Thomas rushed to impale the enemy. “Curse you!” The stakes pierced both the uniform and chest-plate. Thomas nearly got scorched by the flames. The soldier burst into fire. Thomas secured the crystals. “Drop your weapons.” The trio of super battle-droids emerged. “Roger, Roger.” Thomas snarled. He changed into his true form. “Fire at will.” The robots aimed their weapons. Thomas was the first to move. “It is over!” The flurry of flames crushed the battle-droids into oblivion. Thomas crossed himself. Then he went to check on the others.

He fell into a heap. The battle was finally over. Marina recoiled the whip. The last soldiers lay dead on the floor. Thomas supported himself against the trident. The nayad could see his weariness. She knew how he felt. Marina also got tired. The cousins inspected the elevator. That was another of the rising platforms. “I hope they might take it easy.” Anette sat down beside her. The nayad shook her head. She pulled through her blonde hair. “I doubt it.” Anette sighed. The little witch touched her shoulder. The secretary pulled away. Marina muttered. She then figured. The nayad got up. “So, this is thy power?” Death appeared like a hologram. “Then I shall test thee.” Marina hid her mouth. She thought they defeated him earlier. “So, let it be.” Julius unsheathed his blade. The angel glared. Marina was sure about it. “Thee do nay realize.” The voice felt like scratching the inside of her soul. “Allow me to show thee.” She screamed. “ Thy world shall burn in the fires of industry.” The images were horrible to behold. “The day the weapons thou created to protect thyselves almost wiped thee out. «Marina hid her ears. She refused to listen. This was the work of men. The others looked like they were about to vomit. Marina suddenly felt pity on them. “So, it would be like this, the rest of the way.”

The hologram faded. Anette reached for the crucifix. Neither of this made her feel any better. “The voice of the Dark Lord has spoken.” Julius sighed. He looked very tired. “The second demon castle war has begun.” Anette shivered. She was afraid it might be that way. Though it felt so ironic, that the secretary would be working to assist their enemies. Desmond touched her shoulder. He knew about the dilemma. “This isn’t your fault.” Julius told. The nayad and dark-breed exchanged glances, though they seemed to agree. Anette felt so relieved. She had been afraid they might blame her. “Come.” The priest made the sign of the cross. “Let us go.” He still kept the sword up right. Anette exhaled. She then began to charge up the flame blast. “Watch out!” They stepped upon the platform. “The defence is still in effect!” Christopher was the first who noticed. “Fire in the hall!” Thomas released his force through the gauntlets. The orbs shot out to destroy the crystals. That actually worked. He got the right aim. “In the name of Jesus of Nazareth!” Anette screamed her defiance. The copters arrived. She released the birds. They homed in on the robots. “God with us!” Desmond finished the ordeal with a flurry of crosses. Marina blew a kiss. They had at last reached through the opening.

The “Maid and dragon”, Vegol village. The 23rd. of December 2098 A.D.

They were called for. This couldn’t be about the baptism. Master Oldrey wore a blood stone. “Master.” Saroya bent her knees. She carried the gloves, medallion, bracelet and ring. those were the birth right of the witch. The householder told them to bring on their finest. Saroya tied the blonde hair into a long braid down the back of her Roman style blue, red and white dress. “What is thy bidding?” Elayne Desparde sat on the table. Her sun coloured hair got held up and tied back by the amethyst. Her barroc gown was held in strict green, yellow and cream. That really fit the colour of her skin. The great blue eyes seemed brighter than the jewels around her neck. “Arise and listen.” The vampire decreed. “I am not him.” Saroya did. She bathed again, though she felt dirty. “Indeed.” Sanchea threw a black hood and cloak above her dancing girl costume. She aimed the blade with both hands. The scholar smiled. His eyes were on fire. He released electricity. The witches cried as the enchantress got thrown to the floor. “I could leave you here.” The vampire said, his fangs exposed. “Though I have better use for you.” Saroya shivered. “Yes.” Elayne looked sick. “My lord.” Sanchea got up.

(A.N: Here ends another chapter in my story. Sorry for the late update. I wish to thank the producers of the KD titles for some key inspiration. Have a nice time.)