BANG!
The half burnt double doors of the storeroom fell flat with a puff of dust.
The goons aimed their guns forward. Their fighter's soul tried its best to fight the fear as they gazed at their fried comrades on their ground.
The leader's eyes flashed as he gritted.
A gale of wind blew the dust sideways as a yellow cloak billowed into view.
Slash!
A head of a goon flew into the air and fell, landing by the leader's feets.
"Uh?!"
Red blood splashed on his face as his eyes twitched. Shock appeared on his face and the fear creeped into his soul.
His gaze slowly fell on the head by feets and it turned ugly.
"Fire!!!!!!!!" His hoarse scream emanated and hollers of guns erupted around him.
The billowing cloak was all they could see as it flashed around, not the body wrapped in it.
Everywhere the cloak appears, head drops and blood splashes.
Bangs resounded around the hall as guns spat silver bullets, but none hit the target.
It only became a useless stray metal that struck the wall or dropped a comrade.
The leader gazed with horror as the hell unleashed before him.
A yellow cloak flickering around the room spilling blood everywhere it went.
Terror, flowing blood, shattered bones, headless bodies, heads with eyes wide open with the horror of what the owner saw last.
Everything glared back at the leader of the organ snatchers.
He has seen a lot and known a lot as a human who treads the dangerous path of friendship with the supernatural beings around the dark corners and bars in the town.
He had seen many supernatural beings fight and he had personally killed some for trespassing him. But he has never seen a ferocity like this before.
The yells of agony, the screams of fear that was silenced by death, the bangs of triggers, the clicking of shells on the ground, the splash of blood and the fleshy thuds of heads and limp bodies on the cold ground. Everything resounded and sipped into his head.
His men are falling and it's just a vampire. His men, his lair is collapsing right before his eyes and nothing can he do about it.
His head shook. "No. No. No!!!!!"
His head lifted and his eyes reflected a ball of fire strike the corridor, blasting away chunks of concrete. Dust falling, but amidst the dirt, he could see somethings as well. It's not concrete or dust, it's his dead men.
His men.
His eyes widened. Those are the last of his men.
The machine guns with which they are equipped falling with a clang alongside their torn bodies.
The cloak billowed before him and his eyes flashed. Behold, a face with black snake-like veins protruding it appeared from under the cloak.
The eyes turned to him as the figure stopped before him.
His feets wobbled and his eyes dilated as he gazed at the eyes. Void black.
He whitened and fell on his butts.
The pale, dark veined figure stalked him. The murderous intent oozing from the figure made his skin crawl.
"What do you do?" A low voice came from within the yellow cloak.
The leader whimpered with a fear filled eyes. His lips quivering like a bare tree in winter night.
"I - I s… sell organs."
"Why?" The low voice came again.
"I - I don't k… know."
"Then you deserve to die!" The yellow cloaked figure roared.
His dark claws flickered in the air and slashed at the leader's head while the latter could only stare with wide eyes and mouth ajaw.
Bang!
The yellow cloaked figure was sent flying through the air. It's body crashed through the wall, shattering it and landed at the other side.
The yellow cloak dropped as the figure stood from the dusts and shattered debris.
A trademark silver hair simmered.
Kylian's eyes were beastly as he lifted his gaze to look into what just happened. His hand gently caressed his chest as a slight grimace crossed his lip.
"Clawe, long time no see."
Kylian's surprised eyes moved around and he saw him.
The manly figure standing beside the leader of the organ snatchers. His towering form looking like a mountain's and his sapphire eyes glowing like the true gem.
"How have you been?"
Kylian couldn't contain his shock as he stared at the blue eyed man before him.
A friend, an enemy, a past, a yesterday, now appearing today.
Several creatures with hind legs emerged from the shadows and stood on the corridors flexing their muscles like a lion about to pounce on a prey.
"H- Hellsong?!"
Hellsong's arms lit up in blue flames as he nodded. "Here I am, Clawe."
The creatures with hind legs growled as they saw this. A cool sign of battle. They all leapt at Kylian from all sides.
But he remained unbothered.
As they neared his lone figure in the middle of the wide hall, fireballs coming from no where lit up the semi dark space and struck them one after the other, burning into their tough skin with ease.
Then an average looking figure appeared, his eyes were ablaze and his palms conjured fireballs that burned brightly.
'An accomplice?'
Hellsong snorted at this. His arms blazed more brightly and he lunged at Kylian.
His attacks were fast and ferocious. Kylian was still struck by shock so he was a little bit lagging at evading all the attacks.
Kylian narrowly ducked as a fist blazing with blue flames flashed past his face, illuminating the dark protruding veins in a split second.
Bang!
The ground shattered at impact as the blazing fist struck it.
Kylian struggled to maintain his stance as his feets slid before stopping meters away.
His dark eyes lingered on his chest. A scorched gash was there, near his heart.
A very dangerous place to be injured even for undead creatures like vampires. But is he an ordinary vampire?
Around them was a hell of fire as Benzo battled the hind legged creatures.
Kylian's lips curled in a scowl as he lifted his gaze to Hellsong. "I can see you're finally back to your full strength."
Hellsong lifted his blazing arms. The blue flames litted his square features.
His lips pursed as he gazed at his arms. Then his eyes flashed up to Kylian's scowl. "Yeah. Thanks to you."
"And now you've come to kill me." Kylian's eyes flashed to the hind legged creatures that lined the corridors above. His features curling into a sneer.
"I let you go that day. I didn't say you should come back on us," Hellsong said.
"Happened your people were after someone that's mine," Kylian replied.
"She's not ordinary. She's a descendant of-"
"I don't care." Kylian's eyes flashed coldly. "No matter who she's, she lives."
"I can see you haven't found a cure to your dark side." Hellsong said with an unhinging calm look. "A side so dark that it quenched the light of an entire kingdom."
Kylian raised his brows.
Hellsong continued. "Yet you scream a damned must live. A damned soul cannot save a damned one."
"What do you mean?" Kylian's features turned more dark as he growled.
"By now, the girl's bowels should be gone."
"I can see how foolish you are, Hellsong!!!!" Kylian roared.
Hellsong's face tightened in confusion. What does this dark veined creature mean by saying that?
Bang!
The spot on which Kylian stood shattered as his figure blurred.
Hellsong was barely able to duck at the dark claws that moved to claim his life.
The creatures around leapt and several appeared to defend Hellsong.
One was sent into the wall with a force that sent it crashing through it. Another had its head ripped off.
Death. Death. Doom.
They all met it.
Kylian claws and fangs reaped the lives of the creatures.
Hellsong's blazing fist appeared from the right side and aimed at Kylian's chest, a second hit on his chest and his vampire life ended.
Kylian saw it yet he made no move to dodge. His void black eyes were calm as he sped to meet the blazing fist head on.
Bang!
A ball of flames struck towards Hellsong and he had to duck to dodge the attack.
The next second, Kylian was before him.
His dark claws aim at his head. He ducked and caught the dark veined arm.
The blue flames blazing on the fist of the blue eyed supernatural burned the dark veined arm of Kylian's.
But the latter had no sign of pain on his face.
Hellsong's face darkened with shock and surprise at this. His flames are so hot that even creatures with tough skins like werecreatures, have a hard time dealing with its burns.
But now, Kylian is not even feeling any pain the way it seems right now.
A hard punch in his nose took him off his reverie. His nose bled and his eyes flashed with anger.
His blazing fist drew Kylian's arm closer and he sent his other fist into his face as the flames increased in intensity.
Kylian ducked with a fluid expertise and slashed towards the latters neck.
Hellsong's eyes widened in shock as the dark claws neared his neck.
He retreated several meters in a split second.
Kylian lunged at him again. The latter waited. Kylian slashed forward as he neared Hellsong. The latter dodged and snapped his blazing fist into Kylian's neck.
Kylian's body was launched into the air by this. Hellsong didn't wait for the next second, this was his chance.
Kylian's body flung across the hallway as Hellsong's feet struck his chest.
His body hitted the wall and he fell to the ground, face down.
Benzo's palm was hell for the hind legged creatures as it spat flames but now, he's almost out of energy.
However as he caught a glimpse of Kylian's body on the ground, his eyes flashed and he hesitated a second. A deep slash on his back brought him back to reality.
He grunted and his vicious face turned to the creature responsible and the next second the ugly face of the creature was burned with a less hot fireball.
Hellsong grinned darkly as he lunged towards Kylian.
Benzo's body flashed as he sped towards Kylian's sprawled body too. His palms sparked to conjured flames but it didn't come. He's getting out of energy.
Time seemed to slow as the duo tried to reach the sprawled body.
All of the sudden, the space seemed to shake. A disturbance in the air that's felt by every being in the hall.
Kylian still body stirred. Then, with a sharp move, he sprang his head and looked skywards. A grave look was on his dark veined face as he gaze at the empty space. His body tensed and he staggered to his feets, with great effort.
Benzo's face and Hellsong's turned confused at this.
What's going o-
A figure in a green cloak suddenly appeared from thin air. The figure fell from up and plummeted down at Kylian. A green glowing bow was held by the falling figure. An arrow that exuded a great deal of energy and deathly aura was drawn on the strings.
The arrow exploded from the string and descended on Kylian like a reaper's scythe.
The latter could only watch as his doom came. This is inevitabl-
BANG!
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