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Post by Dracula on May 10, 2012 1:10:31 GMT -6
The white rays from the surrounding buildings lights shined down on the dark metropolis of Isafaro as its citizens and soldiers alike walked back and forth the busy streets on another beautiful day made night only by the thick cloud of darkness that hung over the city making it a vampire's paradise. The people on the streets would soon be joined by an entirely new brand of darkness as a series of blood red eyes stared at them from moving shadows that traveled through the air and threatened to consume them. A low voice speaking out from the darkness. "Vulture..."
The sounds of the Joshua echoed across the city's streets, large silver bullets pierced the flesh of Isafaro civilians and those who brandished the Crimson Vulture insignia as this new enemy made no distinction between soldier and civilian. He didn't care. All he wished was to spread his madness about the busy streets of the oppressed city and show the rest of Genesis that General Vulture were no longer the man who wore the crown of madness.
It was the Spokesman.
Standing in the middle of the streets with helicopters flying over his head, he held out the large silver weapon and began shooting at the helicopters above. One being hit hard at it side and hurling into the other nearby helicopter, both crashing into a skyscaper as the vampire down below grinned wildly at the sight of the explosion to soon follow. The sound of screams and people running, trampling each other filled the air. Their beating heart, pumping blood exciting him as the vampire moved forward. Calling out one name in particular. "Vulture..." Daring them to take the call.
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Post by Ayen on May 10, 2012 14:47:56 GMT -6
Drake was among the people in the streets when the screams and sound of gunfire began filling the air. Turning around he would see the man in red surrounded by shadows and wielding an abnormally large silver gun in his hand as civilian and Isafaro soldier alike were being torn apart as the unknown man made his advancement through the city. Drawing his Long Sword, Drake White rushed to the scene, lunging through the air and slicing a .454 caliber bullet in half before it can reach an unsuspecting woman up ahead. After the two halves fell to the street Drake looked at the female and yelled out to her.
“Run!”
She didn't have to be told twice as already she was running away for dear life as Drake turned to face Alucard. His sword at the ready as he slowly approached him.
“You picked the wrong neighborhood to start a shootout in, pal.” |
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Post by Adelina on May 11, 2012 17:58:25 GMT -6
Red was also one of the people walking down the streets of Isafaro trying to find his way around the large city when suddenly everything went to hell in a hand basket. Shadows started to move around the streets attacking people and gun shots could be heard from a man in red up ahead. Not wasting any time, Red took one of the Pokeballs from his belt and enlarged it before throwing it forward.
"Rapidash, I choose you!"
A horse-like creature with flames on certain parts of the body appeared on the streets and Red hopped up on the back of it, the flames barely missing him before Rapidash ran off, his speed and agility being enough to evade the shadows and stray bullets as the light from his flames pushed them back to help the people in the surrounding area escape their wrath as Red kept an eye out for the cause of the disturbance, the man with the gun.
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Post by Dracula on May 11, 2012 18:27:52 GMT -6
"On the contrary..."
Alucard took a step forward and drew the 13mm Jackal in his other hand as he smiled at the man who took his orders directly from the good General himself.
"This place is perfect for a massacre!"
Meanwhile, baskerville hellhounds emerged from the ground in front of the child on his flaming horse as a mist surrounded his position, drool dripped from the creatures mouth as they opened them up, bare their teeth and headed to rip the child and his horse apart.
"I knew if I made enough noise I'd capture the Vulture's attention sooner or later. I can see you're not like the men who patrol these streets. I hope you prove a better challenge than the pitiful resistance that swarm this place in desperation. If not, I'll have to continue my search for a worthy adversary elsewhere."
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Post by Ayen on May 12, 2012 22:48:42 GMT -6
"On the contrary... This place is perfect for a massacre!"
“Oh. One of those, are you?”
"I knew if I made enough noise I'd capture the Vulture's attention sooner or later. I can see you're not like the men who patrol these streets. I hope you prove a better challenge than the pitiful resistance that swarm this place in desperation. If not, I'll have to continue my search for a worthy adversary elsewhere."
“Well, what are you waiting for?”
Drake aimed the tip of his blade at Alucard from where he stood.
“Have at you, motherfucker.” |
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Post by Adelina on May 13, 2012 20:45:38 GMT -6
Fire burst forth from the horse, burning through the in-coming hellhound as Red rushed on through at amazing speeds that shouldn't have been possible for a horse, even one on fire. But he rushed through the scene and found a family surrounded by the shadows, fighting it off and giving the family a chance to flee while the stranger with silver hair took on the source of the shadows directly.
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Post by Dracula on May 13, 2012 21:56:29 GMT -6
Alucard smiled and then charged forward, swinging the Jackal against the long sword of the soldier and pushing it to the side as his hand, now free of Joshua, thrust into his chest, tearing through his flesh and into his bones to see what kind of surprises the Vulture had buried inside beneath human skin.
All the flames did to the familiars were create twice the amount that was there before but they did not go after him straight away. Instead they tracked him from behind and joined in with their brethren as he went to save the family but soon they would fall find themselves surrounded by an impenetrable darkness with red eyes staring them down, closing in, threatening to crush and consume them all.
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Post by Ayen on May 14, 2012 10:56:08 GMT -6
Drake gasped for air when the hand came ripping through his chest after his sword was moved to the side by the rather large gun of ebony in his hand. Pressing his boot up to the chest of the Crimson Enigma, Drake kicked him away and then backed up, the wound left opened by the man's hand quickly closing and healing over before he charged forward led by the tip of his blade and his arm moved both with agility and precision as a single jab turned into a thousand with a bright blue light being all that was seen of the sword's movement. |
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Post by Dracula on May 14, 2012 15:13:07 GMT -6
"Impressive."
Alucard said in response to the regenerative powers of Drake's body after it closed and he was kicked back by the man's foot, now holding up the long 13mm Jackal, Jesus Christ is in Heaven Now in plain view of the man who now opposed him.
"Hellsing ARMS Auto Anti-Freak Combat Pistol, Jackal. Thirty nine centimeters in length, sixteen kilograms. Loaded with thirteen-millimeter ammunition, encased in blessed Macedonian silver, mercury. Explosive hollow-tips -- it was made to kill freaks like you."
When Drake closed in with his sword play, Alucard parried the blows with the 13mm Jackal his speech not being halted by the return to battle.
"Your regeneration powers' impressive..."
A loud bang ended the vampire's sentence as the long sword fell to pieces on the ground as the explosion upon making contact blew both men back and Alucard readjusted himself before looking back to Drake.
"But enough hits with this and these streets will be your grave!"
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Post by Adelina on May 19, 2012 15:46:48 GMT -6
Red jumped off of Rapidash and returned him to his Pokeball before taking a second Pokeball off of his belt and throwing it forward. "Sandslash, I choose you!"Sandslash appeared by Red's side and repeated his name, "Sandslash!" speaking in a manner only Master and Pokemon could understand as Red looked over to the frightened family before looking back at Sandslash. "Get us out of here, Sandslash. Dig now!"Sandslash brandished his claws and then began ripping through the ground, creating a tunnel underneath the surrounding darkness and giving them an escape route as Red escorted the family through the tunnel and out on the other side to safety. |
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Post by Ayen on May 24, 2012 15:50:18 GMT -6
"Impressive."
Watch, next he'll say FINISH HIM!
"Hellsing ARMS Auto Anti-Freak Combat Pistol, Jackal. Thirty nine centimeters in length, sixteen kilograms. Loaded with thirteen-millimeter ammunition, encased in blessed Macedonian silver, mercury. Explosive hollow-tips -- it was made to kill freaks like you."
“Looks like shit.”
"Your regeneration powers' impressive..."
Drake heard the sound of shattered metal and then screamed out in horrible agony as the 13mm Jackal's bullet blew his right arm off, falling backwards and onto the ground still howling in pain long after both his shattered blade and arm fell to the ground.
"But enough hits with this and these streets will be your grave!"
“Shut the fuck up, you bastard!”
Drake jumped up to his feet and drew the .50 caliber golden Desert Eagle from his jacket and aimed it at Alucard firing two shots into his chest.
Good thing he's left handed. |
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Post by Dracula on May 25, 2012 13:00:41 GMT -6
"Pathetic. All I did was blow off your arm."
Alucard took the two shots, large holes being blown into his chest as blood flew out of his body and landed on the street, the blessing of the bullet intensifying the injuries but he continued forward regardless of this fact redrawing the Joshua and holding both weapons in his hands. He only tucked away the Joshua because of Drake's skill with a blade to repel bullets which he couldn't do with the Jackal's explosive rounds. Now all he could do was dodge to avoid being blown apart by the power of the Joshua and the Jackal as the two large holes in his chest began to heal over and the blood returned to his body during his walk. But one could only dodge for so long.
"Should have aimed for the head."
With both weapons raised the No Life King continued closing the gap between himself, Drake and how far his bullets had to travel to meet their mark.
"Regenerate your arm. The night is still young and the real fun has yet to start."
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Post by Ayen on May 25, 2012 15:48:58 GMT -6
"Pathetic. All I did was blow off your arm."
“I said shut up!”
Drake watched as he blew two holes the size of a human's fist into Alucard's body only to watch the holes close up and heal over before the man now had both his freak guns out in his hands and started closing off the distance between them.
"Should have aimed for the head."
For once the Golden Boy of Isafaro looked to be at a lost as he just growled in frustration as Alucard drew closer. Stalking him. Taunting him.
"Regenerate your arm. The night is still young and the real fun has yet to start."
“Now!”
Suddenly the field changed in Drake's favor as the energy field that nullify the powers of the supernatural was activated by the soldiers holding out in the surrounding area. All of Alucard's supernatural abilities would be removed and innate abilities cut by half, including regeneration, as these were an upgrade from the energy fields found in the outposts. While the energy field activated Drake White took advantage of the closed off distance and fired at Alucard's head point blank with enough power behind the bullet to take his head clean off on impact immediately using his superhuman speed to get out of range from his weapons just in case.
Drake had a plan all along.
Losing his right arm wasn't part of the plan though. |
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Post by Adelina on May 26, 2012 17:58:26 GMT -6
After Red made sure that the family was safe from the familiars he returned to the scene of the fight with Sandslash at his side just in time to watch a man blow another man's head off. And as if that wasn't enough he could clearly see the arm of the man doing the shooting laying down on the ground next to shattered pieces of metal.
"What's going on here!?"
Red shouted out in shock at everything that was going on all around him. He really didn't expect an answer. No one in their right mind would. All this carnage, destruction. Perhaps Imai was right. Perhaps he was better off inside the resistance base than out in the city limits.
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Post by Dracula on May 26, 2012 18:37:22 GMT -6
The familiars in the surrounding area disperse as Alucard felt the energy field cover his body and greatly restrict his abilities. He wasn't impressed. As Drake came forward with the Desert Eagle at point blank range against his head Alucard pressed the barrel of the Joshua to his stomach and fired at the same time as he, leaving a large hole inside the Golden Boy as his now headless body fell backwards onto the ground and blood poured out of him for the second time into the night.
But there were some things you just couldn't hold back. Already the bottom half of his head and face were beginning to regenerate though nowhere near as quickly as it has in previous encounters with an enemy who tried to be his demise only to come up short each time. His body sat up and as soon as his lips were back in place the taunting resume even though the top half was a long way from being fully restored.
"It's been a while since I last had my head removed."
He soon stood up with both of his weapons in hand ready to fire.
"This is one monster you won't hold down with cheap tricks, Golden Boy."
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