Tears of Blood; Screams of Corruption(open)

[Der-Sprecher-des-Wahnsinns]

The river smashed into the demon its body became hardened and a thick steam released through the entire area blinding many of the demons and combatants across the battlefield. Suddenly Sebastian would notice the creature rising from the water still. The magma hardened over like a shell. It ascended toward him like a rocket extending its claws until suddenly it was nailed to the ground by a massive spike.

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And suddenly without warning the same fate happened to every demon across the area. The cannon fodder and those deemed to be Triple S class demons were all piked straight to the ground, some with more than one spike. The [url=black clouds rolled over the sky blanketing all of Hallowton in darkness. The smoke from the demon began to fade away.



Rows upon rows of the demons were across the area. Some of the SSS class demons still lived even though they had numerous spikes shoved through their torsos. Others like the living armor were shattered by the sheer force behind the pike, pieces of the armor were scattered across the area, the piece with the soul attached to it was helpless with only an arm left to crawl. Any focusing on the middle of the battle field would of noticed the red clad man simply standing there with a grin across his face.

Though he didn't say anything at first he simply looked between the demons one by one checking them off in his mind. Those that remained alive would soon meet a miserable fate.



"Pathetic triple s class demons, not even fit to lick the shit off my boot."

Suddenly the red clad man disappeared from the center, he was everywhere at one time standing between each of the living SSS class demons. Stomping on the remains of the armor and ripping their bodies apart with his bare hands. Like the shadows he rode in on, as soon as they appeared they disappeared as well. He was yet again standing in the middle of the corpses, the blood running thick across the ground in massive puddles. The newly created river became red, just the way he liked it.

It had been fifteen years since he had made an appearance, for ever had he spent in every realm as a separate entity trying to create one mass. It took him over three life times to finally master his ability, and though it wasn't all spent in one reality it was repeated many times over until it was perfected. Now, he had perfect control over his new found power, he easily willed himself into existence and used his vampiric powers alongside the power of the Schrodinger.

"Please tell me there's more."

[dmc89]

The black clouds began to grow red, the twitching eyeball in the sky that blotted out the moon finally imploding upon itself as it now rained blood upon the area, churning it to like, all throughout their battles they had failed to realize how greatly the area had changed, the ground in it's entirety was now flesh with bony structures sticking out of it, a few of the buildings now serpent like heads with armor plating and thick red eyes twice if not three times the girth of anyone there.

The spikes began to give way, becoming dragged down into the ground as now... the area could hear the ritual being recited. "Ku'lam, Ku'lam zhennu behemoth." The cloaked demon that everyone had failed to realize was still there, floating within the air his words a dark echo over the entire grounds as it began to devour anything touching it, the river that Sebastion had so kindly made, followed by Alucard's very generous blood donation gave the final keys to this ritual.


"Ku'lam nin 'zil udos lar dos, l'or'shansene ph'beckoning! Doer Fotus! Abeloth!" The ground began to quake and rumble the entire area now churning and folding in upon itself Vapidus stood within the midst of everything becoming devoured himself by a great wave of molten flesh. If they all wanted to survive... the fighters themselves would have to take to the air. The flesh soon became a churning sphere of boiling flesh with bones and other things either piercing from this wad of flesh or audibly snapping into the place. Human cries of suffering and pain could be heard before they were all silenced. What laid under this floating, transforming thing was nothingness every part of this city the Nexus had taken was now being used to create this thing.

A torso of a man with long red hair and bony scaled forearms and fists with a single horn rising from his forehead burst from the wad of flesh followed by six serpentine heads with bone plating bursting out from each side, roaring to life. With just this horrifying show one could tell this thing was going to be huge. A long, thick tail with jagged bits of bone curled out from its backside. Four massive legs took shape, the feet reptilian in appearance. Finally boned spikes ripped from the main body's back to cover it followed by one massive spike underneath the creature's torso.

One large boned structure began to grow from the tail until the humanoid figure ripped it from himself and spun it round, his wound healing instantaneously as it now held the weapon in its hand. Starring down everyone that had managed to escape.

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[Stranger]

[This is a filler post for Seras to join the thread.]

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So far Integra had allowed her agents to work on their own. The looming battle had spread somewhat toward Hellsing allowing her men and regenerators a moment to fight back. This was stumped quickly when the spikes rained down from the sky and a short while after the titan class demon appeared before her own eyes. Integra took a cigar and placed it between her lips lighting it. She simply stared out the window watching from afar. Integra eventually looked over her shoulder at Seras who was appointed as her guard for the evening as Sebastian had taken his leave to aid in the battle for Hallowton.

"Get your Helicopter pilot ready for a drop off. Also, gather the Harkonnen II," Integra took a long drag from the cigar and blew the smoke out, she smiled, "Give them as many reasons to fear us as you can." She returned to looking out her window at the titan class demon.

[Seras Victoria]

"Get your Helicopter pilot ready for a drop off. Also, gather the Harkonnen II," Sir Integra had told her with a smile, "Give them as many reasons to fear us as you can."

She saluted and nodded once she dropped her attention stance, "Yes Sir."

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Seras was told to use Harker's first check wisely. So she did what any self righteous military operator would have done, she bought a armor plated assault carrier helicopter. It could fit up to 6 people in the back area of the copter with two side mounted vulcan machine guns. The entire thing had a futuristic design similar to the machina used in Kari. The Helicopter was bogged down by the cargo it was carrying now, six people couldn't fit in such a thing with what Seras had stored in the cargo area.

Once they set down on the tallest building to the south Seras began unloading the cargo one massive case at a time. The helicopter took off once everything was unloaded and she began assembling the Harkonnen Cannon II piece for piece. It was then she took position and began unloading the depleted uranium with silver 30mm cannon shots directly for the center mass of the only human like feature Fluffy had as rapid speeds.

[Saasha]

((Skipping Linx due to internet issues))

Kissira's silver eyes narrowed at the sight of the towering demon before her. "So much for enjoying my kill" she thought to herself bitterly. Oh well, the damage had been done and there was no way that their original group could take this thing down alone. But it would seem that the new arrivals might have things handled well. And so, having used the force to launch herself off of the ground and away from danger, she floated a bit more away form the action. There was nothing she could do at the moment, and besides, now would be the perfect time to see just what this world could do.

She simply crossed her arms and set her sights upon the other Force-user. An interesting fellow it would seem, and powerful as well. That could be handled later if need be, for now all that mattered was how these newcomers planned to handle the beast.

[sebastian]

Cue Music of Doom

Everything happened rather quickly after that. One moment, the demon had started to harden over as steam billowed up from the waters as they evaporated. The steam was swallowed up by the surrounding dark clouds, which suddenly began to swirl about in a strange ballet. But the magma demon wasn't done yet... It was coming at him yet again, and Sebastian felt the stirrings of a slight respect. It was persistent... Persistence combined with its strength and power made for a worthy foe. He couldn't remember the last time he'd actually had to make effort in defeating a foe. He was raising his talons into a position where he would strike a final blow when the demon came within reach; when something completely unexpected happened.

Sebastian's eyes widened as he looked up at the demon now pinned to the ground with a massive spike. He hadn't move an inch, and the writhing demon was now mere centimeters away from him; squirming about in its near death. Then he felt a wave of death from other demons; and turned his head to look through his own clouds of darkness. He could see the countless demons; all speared to the ground in a similar way that his foe was. Then he saw the blood-red river of his creation; a single red scar through the battlefield. And there was a presence... One he recognized... No, he had never met or even seen this man... But through his link with Integra; there was a sense of him... That was Alucard... The demon hadn't the faintest idea how Alucard had arrived here; he was supposed to have vanished... But he supposed Integra would be quite happy with the vampire's return.

Before he could approach, however, things just got more complicated. The pink hues eyes flashed back to fix on the distant Nexus, a trace of alarm gleaming through the surrounding darkness and feathers. He could feel the power... It was intensifying suddenly... And then... Everything was being sucked in. The nexus had become a black hole of some sort, and now... This part of Hallowton was rapidly being cleared of everything man-made. Within moments... Their situation became dire. The largest demon yet emerged from the nexus, an uncontrollable power rolling off it in waves. This was among the most foul, the most dangerous, of Hell's inhabitants... It was a pure monster... Whoever was targeting Hallowton seemed to be pretty set on erasing everything.

He became aware of a new feeling within himself then; as if a heavy weight was being lifted from his shoulders. His true form... It was no longer being forced to make its appearance; as the nexus had gone. Even as the realization hit, he felt his demon form start to fade. He quickly took back his control, and remained in the form as fresh waves of shadows and sleek black feathers began to appear around him once again. It seemed like he would have to stay like that for the time being; judging by the beast he would now be facing... But there others who were battling here would aid this time... So it was all of them against one... It wouldn't be a problem. Of course... He knew of one way in which he could end this entire conflict right then. But... To open the path to the Faustian Realm would be a last ditch effort. It was unsafe, both for himself and everyone else here.

Sebastian gazed up at the distant monster, and finally began to walk toward it. But after only a few steps, he felt a familiar presence nearby. There was a soft sound of a helicopter as well. The demon fixed his eyes upon the distant edge of the empty space left behind by the nexus. Upon one of the taller builds which was still intact, he could see a small figure; having just arrived from of the flying machine. Seras...? And she had some sort of massive firearm; unloading rounds at the humanoid part of the massive enemy they now all faced. The beast had a strange weapon as well... Unlike any he had ever seen before... He had a feeling that, should he be struck by that sword, he would be unable to regenerate quickly. If he could regenerate at all, that was. It was a pure demon weapon... Perhaps one that would incapacitate any other demons it struck. This would be more of a challenge... Even his own talons and demonic powers might leave the monster unscathed. As far as he could tell; there was only one way he could end it single handedly... And it was the tactic he didn't want to do.

The shadows closed in on him, concentrated into a thick smoke which hid him entirely from view. Then it faded, and the butler was not longer there. He had moved his position to stand upon the very roof that Seras was stationed; back in his normal form with the exception of the eyes. The clouds and feathers were gone, leaving only the pink-eyed man standing next to the vampire. "Glad you could join us, miss Seras." He said softly, and set about reloading her impressive weapon. It took him under 5 seconds to figure out how to load the thing; and now he would make it so that Seras could fire her rounds with barely a second time lapse in between. He figured that her gun would be more effective than his knives against the monster. To top it off; he was actually feeling a bit lazy as well. If the battle out there became a huge problem; only then would he move in with his own immense power. However, his true potential could only be realized when given a direct order by his master. Integra hadn't told him to "kill the giant demon", so he would have only his natural powers to provide back-up. The contract certainly had its not-so-great points...

[Der-Sprecher-des-Wahnsinns]

Alucard had finally returned to the realm straight into this battle. After dispatching every demon and basically giving the nexus the power and blood it needed to summon fluffy he had become pleased that he was walking straight into a fight. "Yes! Now allow me to show you a true monster!"



His body would literally begin to fall apart as he gave into his full power releasing every hell hound in his possession. The black mass of his power spread across the area at the massive demons feet becoming thick. Alucard stared the demon down, even if it was nearly fifty times his size it was nothing more than a chunk of meat standing before him. If the demon had any sense of fear it would be trembling at the sheer amount of power that was radiating off this man. He didn't expect the demon to fear him, but if it stubbornly didn't wish to then he would make it or he would break it down and destroy it.

[dmc89]

A vicious roar ripped trough the air, the power itself rippling the air with a shock wave that completely broke any inertia Seras' bullets had and stopped them in the air, allowing gravity to take it's course and raining her bullets down upon the city area where the combatants were.

The Familiars were answered by a slight squat and push as the huge creature leaped into the air using it's Gyrokenesis to keep it airborne and out of the way. The serpent heads opened their toothy maws and shot high powered destructive beams cutting through the familiars.

It was then that from the castle another demon appeared much smaller, about seven foot in size height wise and seemed to weight about two-hundred and five pounds accompanied with him was one of the main defenders of hallow town. "Give 'em hell, rock star.[/color]"

[.:Amilia:.]

Arix broke off away from Daikus and once in the clear he unleashed ridiculous amounts of power blasting him into mac 1 with his sword sheathed. The velocity he traveled, the energy that suddenly went coursing through his body could and would be felt across the entire city and possibly beyond. Anyone around him would feel the heat of the sun radiate off his aura as he closed the distance between he and fluffy in a blink of an eye.

The Ajerian God had shown himself for his true power, retirement had been nice but it was about time he came back and what better way to do so by unleashing the limitless amount of power he was now in possession of?

"I came. I saw. I conquered!"

Yah d' Elghinn, was the true monster of the style of Merjutsu. Arix would never hope to master such an attack normally given that he wasn't of the ancient brood of sub-humans like Amilia. But the context of the attack was recorded well in Alvions memories as Amilia swathed through an entire rank of Abyss soldiers with one draw of her sword. Arix couldn't hope to produce such effectiveness. Given that he was burning off tremendous amounts of raw power he could hope to mimic it as his hand came to his hilt.

His body would turn inwards his left arm holding the sheath of his weapon and pulling it around his back as his right hand began to draw the blade. The cyanic blue energy rippled from his arm into the blade as the mock Yah d' Elghinn Ktonos was pulled free rendering a huge wave of pressure mixed with the explosive power of his Ajerian side. If this demon was as powerful as it felt then he would have no reason to hold back for the sake of Hallowton. They were high in the air already giving him the perfect opportunity to unleash everything without fear of harming any on the ground.

Finally the Yah d' Elghinn Ktonos left the very tip of his blade. The power behind it shot Arix in the other direction straight toward the ground where he would turn and plant both feet shattering the pavement where he landed. Both of his eyes were burning the same aura that was rising high from his fingertips and beyond.

[Linx]

Tyrion groans softly as he digs himself free of some rubble, clutching his side tightly which showed a crimson stain. In the span of a heartbeat, it seemed everything had changed. Once again just a normal elf, his balance wavered as he slid down a wall, leaving a streak of crimson. The spikes had been a definite surprise, and he'd been clipped as he charged back in to hammer away at the demon he'd been fighting. Now, there was a giant three headed dog in the air, and what felt like a second sun blazing away above him. His breathing came in labored rasps as he stared upwards, eyeing the monster with a burning hatred. He'd easily had a couple ribs shattered, and he wasn't exactly looking forward to getting them fixed. Not to mention what Sir Integra would say. No doubt Sebastian would report back about his rather dismal failure in this fight.

He sighs as he bows his head, acknowledging the fact that he'd been outclassed. He knew deep within his soul he could've beaten the demon had he managed to regain his composure, but it was a moot point. New combatants were on the field, and they were more than powerful enough to take out the creature that remained. He closes his eyes as he concentrates, tracking down Sebastian in the area, sending him a telepathic message. 'Sebastian, I'm withdrawing from this fight. I'm knocking at deaths door and no good to Sir Integra if I get killed here. I regret to say, that it appears I'm no asset to the Hellsing Organization after all. You guys have everything well in hand, so I'm going to crawl off and find a bar if you need to find me.' he says, groaning as he forces himself to his feet, staggering off into the buildings as he made his escape. Anymore and he'd die. Besides, he was no help here.

((Exit Tyrion))

[Seras Victoria]

"Sebastian!" she blushed slightly due to her surprise but there was a job to be done, personal things aside she watched as her cannon shots literally fell out the sky. "I need to get in closer give it less time to prepare for my shots." She pulled at the straps holding the mounted ammo boxes free allowing for them to slam onto the ground and grabbed both cannons taking a running go to the side of the building and jumped clearing the gap between the two buildings easily.

She continued moving forward jumping clearing another gap to a lower building then halted when she came to the street level. She landed chest down on the ground and set one of the two cannons aside aiming the first one directly up only to see Arix collide with the monster. Seras decided to hold out and wait for the end results before she fired and made a mistake.

[Der-Sprecher-des-Wahnsinns]

What a mistake the demon could make. Considering only a black veil was under it it was wasting its time firing beams into the maw of fog. Alucard raised both of his arms and began laughing hysterically as the dense blackness shot directly up for the sky in sharp spikes not much different than the ones he used to kill the many demons in the area before. However, these manifestations weren't meant to do much damage but it was meant to impale the demon holding it still as Arix entered the area.

This Alucard had never interacted with Arix like the No Life King before him had, but he could feel that burning energy that was used to basically down Agrosax in only two movements. This man was a monster and their best shot at destroying Fluffy in one go. Even one as insane as Alucard knew that.

[sebastian]

From this vantage point, he could see Alucard's release of the hellhounds. When the demon took to the air, he found that he couldn't blame the monster. It was the logical thing to do when a rolling wave of savage demonic creatures from Hell itself emerged to tear you apart. But the fact that Alucard found joy in the emergence of the largest and most dangerous demon yet; that was what amused him. It seemed the most powerful freak certainly enjoyed a challenge every once in a while. He could sympathize; it was irritating to constantly face inferior scum who was foolish enough to pose a challenge. The challenge it was posing to resist Seras' gunfire was also a point of great interest to him. The bits of metal fell from the air before they could reach the target.

Then the unexpected voice in his head served as a distraction; and he found himself looking around curiously; as if expecting Tyrion to be standing nearby. But no; it sounded as if he were retreating from the battle, due to injuries. He wasn't sure what to think about that. He half wanted to call Tyrion a coward, or disloyal; as in joining the organization, he had made a nonverbal vow to fight to the death if necessary. But for some reason, he felt sympathy. Tyrion did, after all, have an entire enslaved race to return to once day. He had everything to lose; and his people were doomed if he died. The demon wasn't exactly sure why he cared about such a trifle matter; he was supposed to be indifferent about everything which wasn't directly related to him. It was demon nature to be self-centered. Perhaps, after these countless years of service to humans; he was finally growing soft toward other matters as well. He sighed inwardly, and comprised a message in return. He wasn't sure if it would reach Tyrion; sending telepathic messages was outside of his ability. But hopefully, since Tyrion was telepathic, he would receive the reply. Very well. Stay alive, Tyrion; I will see to your injuries once we're done here, if you'll allow me.



He turned his glittering gaze back to Seras, who had just mentioned something about getting closer to her target. He simply followed without a word, not having much else to do. But he noticed after a moment that the vampire wasn't firing anymore. Why...? Sebastian looked in the same direction as she was, and then he knew why. Arix had arrived, and was apparently going to end the monster quickly. Good... It was about time someone showed up end the conflict. That also meant... It would soon be his turn to finish it. Alucard acted again then, shifting the shadows beneath the monster into spines which shot upward; apparently set to make it stationary while Arix dealt the death blow. The sadistic smile had returned to his face; and the combination of shadows and feathers began to saturate the air about him and Seras. She would no doubt feel the true form as it returned; sense the presence of the locked power which was starting to be opened as he began to gather energy for his next feat. "Please excuse me for a moment, Miss..." His voice murmured from within the concealing cloud. The pink and purple shaded eyes gleamed from the darkness as he stepped forward; seeming to melt into the very darkness which surrounded him as he reentered the Faustian Realm.

The moment he was within the unique world-between-worlds; he felt the demon's aura more strongly than ever; very close as well. It was so sudden, it was nearly overwhelming; as if his very being was being crushed by the sheer presence of the beast. This was his world; and it was here that demonic aura's reigned supreme. He took a moment to gather his bearings, to regain control and shield himself against the aura; before he started to walk toward the place where the massive beast was suspended in mid-air. There was neither time nor space here; it was nothingness. If a human could have entered a black hole and survive, this was what it would feel like to them. But of course, the large demon wasn't technically present in this world. Only a Faustian could enter; this was merely a replica of the being, a shadow or mirror image.

Along with the enemy demon's presence, he could also sense the existence of the other beings in the general area; Arix, Alucard, Seras, and everyone else who was participating in the fight. Like the demon, they weren't in this world; but it was here that their essence was more evident than ever. He was the only one who was physically present; he had left that living world entirely to come here; so no one would see him coming. If they had awareness of demonic aura, they might be able to sense him; but that was it. He was otherwise invisible to them as he stalked toward the giant monster; a predator closing in on his prey. The problem was, just as the living could not harm him in this realm; he could not harm the living while in the realm. It would have to come here, first; before he could lock it away...



Alucard was holding the beast still; Arix was coming in to rend the beast apart. And he would then drag what was left of the creature into this world; where it would be forever wandering, a demon locked away forever. It wouldn't return to hell unless another Faustian guided it out of the realm; so it would have no way of reconstructing itself. Just as the existing things in this realm were mirror images of the real world, anything that happened here would also happen in that existing world. And throughout the process, he would remain here; there would be no evidence to the witnesses below once he returned to their world that this was his doing. The demon's tongue traced over his lips as he came to stand close to the suspended beast; fangs bared, his gaze lifted to fix coldly upon it. "Farewell..." Came the soft voice; saturated with a savage pleasure in what he was about to do.

The space beneath the monster began to distort; to swirl into a sort of whirlpool. It started off at a sluggish pace, and accelerated steadily as more of the void around it was sucked in. Back in the real world; a portal would be opening up directly beneath the beast, just as it was here. It would have a suction much like a black hole, it was a rend in time and space itself; a path between the living world and his realm. It had a massive gravitational pull to increase the suction. Once the beast was weakened by whatever attacks were landed on it, the portal would suddenly expand until it was large enough to consume the beast; and it would finally be dragged into this realm of non-existence. This would be his clean up; and he planned to return to the world once the task was complete. But for now, he had to focus on keeping the portal open as long as necessary. Already; it was dramatically sapping his energy, his seemingly endless strength. When this was over, he would be dreadfully tired. Hopefully; it wouldn't interfere with his duties to Integra as he recovered. Leaving this portal open too long could destroy him, so he would close it once his limit was reached; whether the beast had been dragged in or not. He had a contract to fulfill, dying here from overexertion was not an option.

[dmc89]

____The spikes rammed through to huge demon, holding it in place to take the blunt of Arix's attack as it began to... spontaneously liquefy into slimy flesh and disappear. "Well that was disappointing..." Anthony, still in his demon form and still very much airborne spoke as he watched the scene unfold. For something that had been the foundation for the demon citadel in his world... it surely was disappointing as a living thing.

____That was until he and everyone around in the area would feel an immense gravitational pressure bearing down upon them as the creature re-materialized with a triumphant roar well above Alucard's spikes. It looked down upon it's surroundings... feeling the portal open and bearing it's pull upon it.

____

There was a sudden, loud, audible snapping of fingers, as if the creature was being beckoned.

____And the creature headed it's master's call, letting out a huge roar and then blinking out of existence. But as the light flash died away... the ground shook as a huge shock-wave of searing hell-flame began cascading a midst the entire area.

[Saasha]

She watched as the snap resounded through the air and the beast let out one final roar before it vanished. Kissira couldn't help but sigh in slight exasperation, " Fantastic, another coming of Abeloth." As the heat of the hell fire wafted up to her lofty perch, her golden blade now safely stowed away on her back, she couldn't help but frown slightly at the carnage below. It was not that it displeased her, it was just that she had long since been done with active duty. In her heart, she knew that although the dark aura's would no longer affect her, she was disgusted with the fact that she had almost fallen back into old habits.

Either way, the deed was done and the fight was over for now and she was done with war. She remained where she was, arms crossed and eyes cast downward to the scenes unfolding below.... That was when it happened. A sudden rush in the Force jarred her, causing her to grow dizzy for the briefest moment. She scolded at the irony of the event- her power was almost completely restored to her. "You have a cruel sense of humor you know that?" she spoke into the air to the invisible Force, finding it much less of a task to hold herself aloft now.

Kissira tossed a stray tendril from her face as she examined the crowd gathered, both in the air and on the ground. Quite skilled, all of them. An interesting crowd indeed....