kiss of the vampire "the Girl with the Sharp Sword"

Kiss of the vampire

"The Girl with the Sharp sword"

Mission nineteen: The Girl with the Sharp sword!

As they stepped outside, the scene before them was chaotic. Shadows moved in the flickering light, and the unmistakable presence of Balthazar's minions filled the streets. The battle was far from over, and Deyviel knew they would have to fight with everything they had to protect their friends and their future.

"Captain, well handle the rest here. You guys go to the extraction point. Here's Mendes; he's going to assist you all," the captain of Q.R.F. named Patric Johnson said. A Japanese man with emo-like hair. With a muscular body.

"Copy, be careful, brother Patrick; I owe you a drink next time we meet," Ethan said, grabbing each other's hands.

"I'm expecting that from you, brother," he said, but not in Japanese but in Russian.

"Alright team, well all going, we were going on full bodyguard mode. Anyone who came and attacked us, take them down! Ethan ordered, and then they rappelled down to the hotel. .

As they descended from the hotel, the atmosphere crackled with tension. Deyviel felt the weight of the Red Queen in his back, its fiery glow a reminder of the power he wielded. The streets of Shinjuku were alive with chaos, shadows darting between the neon lights as Balthazar's minions swarmed the area.

"Stay close and watch each other's backs!" Ethan shouted, his voice cutting through the din of battle. The Q.R.F. operatives moved with precision, forming a protective perimeter around the group as they navigated the chaos.

Deyviel glanced at Denver, who was already scanning the area for threats. "We need to find Balthazar and put an end to this," he said, determination etched on his face.

Denver nodded, his expression serious. "Agreed. We can't let him regroup or escape. He's too dangerous."

As they moved through the streets, the sounds of battle echoed around them—clashes of steel, the crackle of ki-infused attacks, and the anguished cries of Balthazar's minions. Deyviel felt a surge of adrenaline as they approached a group of vampires, their eyes glowing with malice.

"Here they come!" Ethan shouted, drawing his weapon. The Q.R.F. operatives fanned out, ready to engage the enemy.

Deyviel stepped forward, the Red Queen igniting with flames as he prepared to strike. "Let's show them what we're made of!" he declared, charging into the fray.

The first vampire lunged at him, fangs bared, but Deyviel sidestepped with agility, bringing the Red Queen down in a sweeping arc. The flames engulfed the creature, and it disintegrated into ash before it could even react.

"Nice one!" Denver called out, his twin swords flashing as he dispatched another vampire with a swift strike. "Keep it up!"

The battle raged on, Deyviel and Denver working in tandem to take down their foes. The Q.R.F. operatives fought with military precision, their training evident as they coordinated their attacks and covered each other.

But amidst the chaos, Deyviel could feel Balthazar's presence lurking in the shadows, a dark cloud that threatened to engulf them all. "We need to find him!" Deyviel shouted over the din of battle. "He's the one pulling the strings!"

Ethan nodded, his expression grim. "We'll push forward and flush him out. Stay sharp!"

As they pressed deeper into the fray, Deyviel felt the heat of the Red Queen pulsing in his hands, its power resonating with his determination. He could sense the energy of the city around him, the vibrant life of Shinjuku contrasting sharply with the darkness that Balthazar had unleashed.

Suddenly, a massive shadow loomed ahead, and Deyviel's heart sank as he recognized the familiar figure of Balthazar, flanked by a horde of vampires. "You think you can defeat me in my own city?" Balthazar taunted, his voice dripping with malice. "You're nothing but insects to be crushed!"

"Heh, like what you did to your clan 12 years ago? Evan chime in, and Balthazar's eyes narrowed.

"Ow, it's you, my boy Ethan. Muwahahahaha, long time no see?! You all grown up!" He said while laughing.

"You know this guy?" Denver asked.

"Yeah, I know him so well," his eyes fill with rage.Deyviel, you guys go a head; I'll handle this freak," Ethan said, and he grabbed his spear and infused it with ki.

Deyviel's heart raced as he watched Ethan step forward, determination etched on his face. "No, Ethan! We can't let you face him alone!" Deyviel shouted, instinctively moving to follow.

"Deyviel, you need to bring Ghelle and her friends to safety (to the extraction point), and that's an order," he said, and Deyviel saw his eyes full of rage and determination.

"Alright, just be careful. Let's go now, Mizuno. Help him. The rest follow me! He said, grabbing Ghelle's arm and run.

As Deyviel and the others sprinted through the chaos of the streets, the sounds of battle echoed behind them—clashing steel, the crackle of ki, and the anguished cries of Balthazar's minions. The vibrant neon lights of Shinjuku flickered ominously, casting eerie shadows that danced around them as they navigated the chaos.

"Stay close, everyone!" Deyviel urged, glancing back to ensure Ghelle, Micah, Ronna, and Kylie were keeping pace. The urgency of their mission weighed heavily on him, but he couldn't shake the feeling of dread that settled in his stomach. Ethan was facing Balthazar alone, and the thought of his friend battling the dark figure sent a chill down his spine.

"Where are we going?" Ghelle asked, her voice laced with concern as they ducked into a narrow alleyway to avoid a group of vampires charging down the street.

"To the extraction point," Deyviel replied, his voice steady despite the chaos around them. "We need to get you all to safety first. Ethan can handle himself; he's strong."

"But what if he needs us?" Ronna interjected, her eyes wide with worry. "We can't just leave him!"

Deyviel felt a pang of guilt at her words, but he knew they had to prioritize the safety of Ghelle and her friends. "If we don't get you to safety, then we're all at risk. We'll regroup with Ethan as soon as we can. Trust me."

Micah nodded, his expression resolute. "Deyviel's right. We can't afford to lose anyone else. Let's keep moving."

As they continued through the alleyways, Deyviel's mind raced with thoughts of Ethan and Balthazar. He could only hope that his friend was holding his own against the dark figure. The streets were alive with chaos, and the air crackled with tension as they navigated the labyrinth of Shinjuku.

Suddenly, a loud crash echoed from behind them, and Deyviel turned to see a massive shadow barreling down the alley, a horde of vampires in its wake. "Run!" he shouted, adrenaline surging through him as he pushed Ghelle and the others forward. And Deyviel and Denver unsheathed their swords and infused them with ki."Now Denver!!" Deyviel shouted .

Red Bash!(Deyviel swung his sword.)

Dragons Fans!(Denver slashes his dual short swords.)

The combined force of Deyviel's and Denver's attacks created a fiery wave that surged toward the oncoming horde of vampires. The flames danced and flickered, illuminating the dark alleyway as the two friends stood their ground, ready to protect Ghelle and the others.

The first wave of vampires met the onslaught head-on, but they were no match for the intensity of the ki-infused flames. The fire consumed them, turning their shrieks into echoes of despair as they disintegrated into ash. Deyviel felt a surge of adrenaline as he watched the creatures fall, but he knew this was only the beginning.

"Keep moving!" Deyviel urged, glancing back at Ghelle and the others. "We need to get to the extraction point before more of them show up!"

Denver nodded, his expression fierce. "I'll cover our rear! Just go!" He turned to face the remaining vampires, his twin swords gleaming with energy. "You want a piece of us? Come and get it!"

As Deyviel pushed Ghelle and the others forward, he could hear the clash of steel and the crackle of ki behind him. Denver was holding his ground, fending off the relentless onslaught of vampires with skill and determination. Deyviel felt a pang of worry for his friend but knew they had to keep moving.

They navigated through the narrow alleyways, the sounds of battle fading into the background as they made their way toward the extraction point. The neon lights of Shinjuku flickered above them, casting an otherworldly glow on the scene.

"Are we almost there?" Ghelle asked, her voice tinged with anxiety as they turned a corner.

"Just a little further," Deyviel reassured her, his heart racing. "We'll be safe soon."

As they rounded another corner, they spotted the extraction point—a small, unmarked van waiting in a secluded area. Relief washed over Deyviel, but it was short-lived as he heard the unmistakable sound of footsteps behind them.

But Deyviel got smash into a wall, destroying it. As Deyviel pushed himself up, another attack hit him. And he got flange into the light poll. But Kliev and the others are about to run beside him, but Deyviel stood up and shouted.

"Go! Get to the van!" Deyviel shouted, pushing Ghelle and the others ahead. He turned to face the approaching threat, his grip tightening on the Red Queen. "I'll hold them off! Alicia Yumi Kliev! Drag them if you need too; I'll face them to buy you some time go!!" Now move! As they movie Deyviel and the two vampires clash. One has long and sharp nails; the other is towering over 8 feet. Man, they're like the Taguro brothers (reference from Ghost Fighter)—I'm Eugene! "He said to himself. As they clashed again, Deyviel got flange again.

"Man, this guy is weak." The guy with long hair is said to be Hiddan Berdugo, and his voice is just like the older one in Taguro brothers.

"Yeah, he's so weak he barely scratches us," said the big guy named Juro Berdugo. And his voice is very like Taguro (authors note: yeah, that's intentional; I like Yuyu Hakusho, so I put them here).

"Man, I really felt like Eugene fighting the real Taguro brothers right now. Well, I need my Alfred if there's one, "Deyviel said to himself while struggling to stand up. Blood was falling from his head.

Deyviel staggered to his feet, the pain radiating through his body, but he refused to let it show. He had faced countless foes before, but the Berdugo brothers were a different breed. Their laughter echoed in the alley, mocking him as he struggled to regain his footing.

"What's the matter, little boy? Can't handle a couple of vampires?" Hiddan taunted, his long nails glinting in the dim light as he advanced. "You should have stayed with your friends."

Deyviel clenched his jaw, determination igniting within him. "I'm not going anywhere until I've bought them enough time to escape," he declared, his voice steady despite the blood trickling down his forehead

Juro stepped forward, towering over Deyviel like a mountain. "You think you can take us both on? You're outmatched, kid. Just give up."

But Deyviel shook his head, the Red Queen pulsing with energy in his grip. "Well, I can't give up because my middle name is not give up. So it's a no for yeah," he said and smiles.

With a fierce battle cry, Deyviel charged at the Berdugo brothers, the Red Queen igniting with flames as he swung it in a wide arc. The heat radiated from the blade, illuminating the dark alleyway and casting flickering shadows on the walls. He felt the power of the sword coursing through him, urging him to fight with everything he had.

Hiddan lunged forward, his sharp nails aimed at Deyviel's throat. Deyviel sidestepped just in time, feeling the rush of air as Hiddan's attack barely missed him. He countered with a swift slash of the Red Queen, the flames trailing behind the blade as it cut through the air. Hiddan barely managed to evade the attack, but the heat singed the edges of his cloak.

"You're faster than you look, but it won't save you!" Hiddan snarled, his eyes narrowing as he prepared for another strike.

Juro, meanwhile, was closing in on Deyviel from the other side, his massive fists ready to crush. Deyviel could feel the ground shake with each of Juro's steps, and he knew he had to act quickly. He couldn't let them corner him.

"Time to turn up the heat!" Deyviel shouted, channeling more ki into the Red Queen and using the full throttle of the sword. The flames flared higher, and he swung the sword in a wide arc, creating a wave of fire and explosion that surged toward both brothers.

The flames erupted from the Red Queen, a torrent of fire that illuminated the alleyway and sent a shockwave through the air. Deyviel felt the heat wash over him, but he focused on the attack, determined to catch the Berdugo brothers off guard.

Hiddan's eyes widened in shock as the wave of fire surged toward him. "What the—!" he shouted, barely managing to leap out of the way. The flames scorched the ground where he had stood, leaving a charred mark in their wake.

Juro, however, was not as quick. The massive vampire attempted to raise his arms to shield himself, but the flames engulfed him, and he let out a roar of pain as the fire consumed him. The heat was intense, and for a moment, Deyviel felt a surge of triumph as he watched Juro stagger back, his skin blistering from the flames.

But Hiddan was quick to recover, his expression shifting from shock to fury. "You think you can defeat us with a little fire? You're going to regret that!" He lunged at Deyviel, his long nails aimed for his throat once more.

Deyviel sidestepped again, narrowly avoiding the attack. He could feel the adrenaline coursing through his veins, heightening his senses as he prepared for the next move. "I won't let you hurt my friends!" he shouted, swinging the Red Queen in a powerful arc. Scorching sun flaire!

The flames erupted from the Red Queen, creating a blinding flash of light that illuminated the alleyway. Deyviel felt the heat radiate off the blade as he unleashed a powerful wave of fire toward Hiddan. The flames surged forward, crackling with energy and intent, and Deyviel poured every ounce of his determination into the attack.

Hiddan's eyes widened in horror as the inferno approached. "No! You can't—!" he shouted, but it was too late. The flames engulfed him, and he screamed as the fire consumed him, turning him to ash in an instant. The alley was filled with the acrid smell of burnt flesh, and Deyviel felt a surge of triumph at having taken down one of the brothers. "Well, that is one down," he breathlessly said.

But there was no time to celebrate. Juro, now seething with rage and partially charred, charged at Deyviel with a ferocity that sent tremors through the ground. "You'll pay for that, little boy!" he roared, his massive fists swinging toward Deyviel with the force of a freight train.

Deyviel barely managed to dodge the first punch, feeling the rush of air as Juro's fist whistled past him. He quickly countered with a slash of the Red Queen, aiming for Juro's legs to bring the giant down. The flames licked at the vampire's skin, but Juro was surprisingly agile for his size, leaping back just in time to avoid the blade.

"You think you can take me down that easily?" Juro taunted, his voice a low growl. "I'm just getting started!"

Deyviel gritted his teeth, feeling the strain of the battle weighing on him. He could sense the energy of the Red Queen waning slightly, but he refused to back down. "I won't let you hurt anyone else!" he shouted, channeling more ki into the sword. The flames flared back to life, brighter and more intense than before.

With a fierce battle cry, Deyviel charged at Juro, the Red Queen blazing with renewed energy. He swung the sword in a wide arc, aiming for Juro's midsection. The flames erupted from the blade, creating a fiery whirlwind that surrounded him as he attacked. But Jure was quick and grabbed Deyviel's arm holding the sword and threw him into a truck. That broke several bones of Deyviel, so now he's had a hard time breathing. "Damn it. I can't die here." As he said that juro is slowly approaching and about to step on Deyviel's head, that's when he smells the gas into the truck that's leaking because of him hitting it. Now he has an idea how to defeat Juro, and he finds the red queen beside him and grabs it.

"Just give up, human. You can't win this. You taking my brother down is just by mere luck. Now that your bones are broken, how can you win against me? Say your prayers, human.! "Ah, call an abundance. As he says, Deyviel squeezes the throttle of his sword that lounges him out of juros feet. Now that their switch positions, he uses the red queen as a shield because the sparks Red Queen created are now at the gas. And before Juro knew it, he was engulfed by the massive explosion created by the gas truck. And Deyviel even with the protection of the red queen. Got swept away because of the impact.

"Urh…man that two down! Man , that's a bad idea! I think one of my arm are broken too."as he said that the other berdugo (hiddan )brother began to wakeup and started to crawl towards him in such a speed."damn you damn you damn you !!!! "Damn it I can't move!"As he uttered that Hiddan's mouth is at his face and all Deyviel can do is close his eyes. But as he closed his eyes, he heard a loud thud and clang of metal. And when he opened his eyes, fuguire, a girl shined by a moonlight at her back, and she pulled a katana to the ground that turns out to be the same sword that pinned Hiddan's head to the ground, killing him instantly. And Deyviel slowly losing consciousness as hes about to close his eye he utter a word. Hey,….you….The Girl With a Sharp sword. Who are…..as he say that he blackout…..

To be continued