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Galiavan 2657 :: Gailden Region :: Gailden :: Danton City
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The Boden Warehouse 'Exorcism'
Saika Busujima Fri Jun 12, 2020 1:03 am
There was a commotion by the entrance to the large warehouse, several hard working, tired and pallid shipping workers huddled by the giant iron gates. "This is bad... they've infested the warehouse where we store the produce... and if the next shipment arrive those workers will be doomed..." Said one man with a bandanna on his head. "Did Charlie ever get out of there...?" Another asked, to which the elder of the group shook his head solemnly. "Its unfortunate... but he sacrificed himself. He locked the doors to keep those blood sucking leaches inside..." The elder stated. The group of about twenty workers were part of Danton's shipping community, their middle manager, Charlie Swiftblade was the first to alert everyone to...'their' arrival. A bunch of vampires flooding in from the West, who were heading off to see Millarc, had decided to rest up and start bleeding the workers of the Boden Warehouse. They already lost ten of their guys to the leaches when Charlie slammed the doors and put the place on lock down.
Its been eight hours now.
With the Gunslingers having been busy rounding up those who are alive to evacuate the city due to the sudden appearance of a dark figure further East near Mount Risa, the one some have called Variel or something along those words, no one was left to handle their 'issue'. The people of Danton were simple, despite being the former capital city... they went back to their older ways. But not all want to leave, and Boden Warehouse was supposed to be where the town would store its provision for those who wanted to stay.
"Did the guild send anyone?" Another worker asked, who was referring to the Demon Hunter's Guild who had a main office in Danton. The elder foreman shook his head. "No... they have no one available at this time, only pencil pushers and accountants who don't know the difference between a pike and a spear..." the elder leaned on his crutch; one of the bastards clawed his left leg down to the bone and the doctors said he'd probably should not walk on it for a while, stubborn as he was he showed up anyway. Another, younger man looked down at his shaky hands. "By the Twelve... did everyone decide to leave us? Are we supposed to handle this ourselves?!"
"We can't fight those things, we're not soldiers, mercenaries... we're just workers!" "YEAH!"
"We pick things up and put them down!" "YEAH!"
"However...!" The elder yelled above the roaring of his workers, his sharp, ebony eyes glinting as he looked to each of them in a sweeping arc of his head. Each of the rough workers fell silent at their elder's barking, and waited for him to continue. He took this moment to set up a pipe, lighting it up as his men hung on their elder's words, waiting anxiously for him to continue. He took a puff from the long pipe, and sighed. "However... They sent word to the Capital, and are sending a specialist from the Church of Hazoria..." He began, taking a moment to inhale some more of the tobacco.
"His name's 'Monk Saika', a Beijionese member of their order and has done this thing before. All we have to do is follow his orders when he arrives. He'll determine the payment upon completion of the rite..." He explained, taking a moment to let this information settle.
The workers began picturing an elderly bald man in clerical robes with a bottle of holy water and a cane when they heard the name, but also at the same time the same description but with a katana on one hip. The word 'Monk' didn't inspire much hope and insurance unlike the name Valor; everyone in the world knew how much Vincent Valor hated vampires... if he was here, they knew they'd be history. Now they were wondering if they'd send some old dude to his death... there had to be a small coven's worth of vampires inside that building...
The clicking of heels from her thighboots pedaling off the cobblestones were drowned out by the continued questioning of the men...
"A Monk...? When is he supposed to arrive?"
"Can he handle such a task? You sure the Church isn't pulling your leg?"
"What could he possibly want for payment...?"
The cool wind from the dusty grey sky blew across her long, midnight purple hair as she continued to walk at her even gait towards the appointed destination, her black robes undone, draped around her instead like a duster which flapped as she walked... revealing her dark, latex like outfit that still shimmered despite the relative lack of sunlight...
"Wait, they're sending only one guy in there? That's crazy... I mean, someone like Valor could do it, no prob... well, maybe. He's a tad old now, a bit too crazy and banged up..."
"What happens if he dies?!"
The female figure pauses, and glances around the perimeter of the warehouse yard. Seemingly studying the environment, her hand raised to her cheek, tucking locks of dark hair behind her left ear as she listens for the muffled sounds and rustling coming from within the warehouse...
"Enough..." The elder cleared his throat, causing the group to go silent again. "The Church said they would arrive around this time, its why we're gathered here, to lend our support if we can. They said he was an expert at this sort of thing, but expert or not...one man cannot rage war against a group of those things-"
"-that's not necessary." The female figure said behind the workers. Jumping out of their skin, they all quickly turned to view the woman.. a nun of sorts. She was extremely beautiful, with long and dark hair that was a purple hue, large yet calculating purple-blue eyes that seemed to gleam like the edge of a blade. Her figure... was visible through the opening of her robes, which became all the more visible when she removed the black cloth draping her shoulders... the fabric floating to the ground and pooling around her ankles. Her thigh boots, her latex like outfit hugged her body so tightly... you could see her nipples. Each breast bobbed, her ass jiggled as she walked towards the elder, who blinked in surprise at the Beijionese woman.
"Oh... so they did send someone to assist him then...that makes sense." he blinked, the pipe in his mouth drooping.
The woman cocked her head gently to the side, a hand on her hip as she looked at the Elder in confusion. "Hm? There is no one else." The woman replied, to which the other's gasped.
"What? The church said they'd send a Monk, Monk Saika!" The Elder spoke in shock.
"Did something happen to the man on the way?"
"Are you saying you're his replacement?"
The woman glanced at the Elder Worker evenly. "I am Monk Saika."
To this, the men blinked, and some rubbed their eyes while others thought they misheard her.
"Monk... is a colloquial nickname some of the members of the church have given me due to my... fighting style. It's an old name for a fighter who foregoes conventional weapons and fights solely with their body." Saika explained, reaching over to a younger man whose jaw was still hung open, and gently pushed it back up. She removed her silky touch from his chin, and then returned her gaze to the Elder. "I'd like to get started. What is the situation? How many vampires are inside? Did they feed recently? How long have they been inside?" She questioned quickly.
"Uh, uh... of course. They entered the place about eight hours ago, we lost a few workers. We're unsure about our Middle Manager, Charlie..."
The men around the Beijionese woman couldn't help but... look the woman over. She looked nothing like a traditional member of the Church of Hazoria looked, who were usually overly robed and old. She was young, appealing to the eyes... practically naked given her tight fitting body suit that looked more like paint having splashed her skin if not for the sheen and materials. Some wondered how she even put it on... others were thinking more lewdly and wanting to see it taken off...
Saika nodded at this. "I see. How long has this Charlie been inside?"
"About eight hours-uh, the same time as the vampires. He managed to lock down the place and secured our route outside." The elder replied.
Saika nodded. "I see... how unfortunate. Charlie is likely dead I'm afraid." She says bluntly, and began to walk past the gates, the bag around her shoulder seemingly appeared from no where, and no one noticed that her long coat that had been upon the ground had long since vanished.
"D-dead? You mean Chuck's been...?"
"Surely Madam, there's a chance our boy is still alive in there-"
Saika sighed, not turning to the group as she dropped her heavy bag with a thud. She reached back, arms under her long flowing hair that hung over her shoulders and back and bellowed the long strands out; the soft hair gently gliding across her toned back.
"-The average life expectancy of someone untrained in the art of supernatural combat against the supernatural is at most sixteen minutes. If you haven't heard from him in the last 7 hours and 44 minutes... he was likely devoured and drained of blood, or now a lower class creature of undead known as a ghoul. Ghouls like to eat flesh and bone, so this Charlie did a heroic gesture by locking down the building to keep the creatures from flooding out." She explained, as she turns her head over her shoulder to look at them.
The men looked at one another solemnly... each knew it in their hearts, but to allow their minds the knowledge that the spunky and energetic young man who saved their lives was now dead, a member of their family gone like the others... and could perhaps be a former shell of his human self now dawned on them.
Saika could see the truth hurt them, so she continued while she still had a use for them. She returned her gaze to the warehouse, her hair flowing behind her in the cool wind. "If there was a true blood, or an elder vampire inside... they would have already left. Seems to me, the vampires who now occupy the warehouse aren't the smart kind if they haven't already disabled the warehouse's defenses..." She says, her eyes glancing to the left in the general direction to the men behind her. "...perhaps then, your man Charlie has a chance. A slim one, but... considering it is drawing on evening and the sky is overcast, and the vampires within have no reason not to leave and kill you before my arrival... means your boy may have hidden himself away with the keys to their freedom, and unfortunately, his too." She explained, noticing with her subtle glance back that some of their faces lit up again. "...Are there any other entrances or exits to the warehouse?" She added, as the men murmured.
The elder, seemingly recharged from the glimmer of hope shook his head."All regular entry points are sealed in the event of a lockdown. Sheets of adamantite alloy cover the windows, doors, and docking bays should the system be activated." He explained.
Saika blinked at this, looking worried. "What exactly requires that much protection?" She asked, eyes narrowing.
The workers suddenly looked like they been slapped in the face, and the elder shrugged. "The Boden Warehouse used to be a military armament factory, mam. We never got rid of the protection protocols since it be more expensive to remove them... I assure you, we have nothing but produce inside." The elder explained.
Saika glared at the elder for a moment, before slowly returning her gaze to the warehouse once more. "I see... getting in will be tough then without making a fuss... are there any drainage pipes leading inside?" She asked, as she then shifted her eyes to her bag on the ground beside her, and she began to hunker down to remove the contents.
The Elder closed his eyes and scratched his bald head. "I'm not sure. The warehouse is pretty big, and there's at least a dozen of those blood suckers in there... and if what you said was accurate, potentially ten ghouls... or eleven..."
Saika nodded, draping a dual armpit holster containing a pair of revolvers around her shoulders, and then began loading kunai onto the shoulder straps. A few Kokken were also strapped to her thighs via an elastic band as she began 'gearing up'.
"The church said they’d send ‘Monk Saika’ to help our monster problem... I didn’t expect that the Monk was this voluptuous woman...” One of the men whispered to another as Saika was getting prepared, her jiggling flesh shining as she hunkered down beside her bag.
"Yeah, she's pretty easy on the eyes, but... you think she can handle it alone? I feel bad we're just sitting here while she's ready to charge inside..." The other replied.
"Yeah... about that, how does she plan to get inside...?”
As if to answer him, all eyes were drawn back to Saika as she removed something large from her bag, and began assembling it:
"Very well. Then I shall have the church reimburse for the damages..."
With a twist there, and crank over there, a sliding motion there, and locking latch clicking into place over here... the weapon, an Izheveskian advanced Missile Launcher was now in Saika's hands!
The men went sheet white at the sight of the beast, jaws dropping and the elder losing his balance, lost his pipe which clattered to the ground!
"What the hell are you doing?! You'll destroy the entire warehouse!!” The Elder cried.
Saika, looking bored, glanced back at the old man. "You said there were no other entry points, and were unsure about an underground route. We don't have the luxury of waiting for them to figure out how to release the locks, so I'll be making my own way inside. This F116K RPG has a tandem-charge round with 110mm main warhead designed to defeat reactive armour. If this can't punch a hole through your warehouse doors, then nothing else will. Now, unless any of you can remember or know another way in? This building's about to get a new door -or be leveled to the ground. This weapon's normally meant for S-Class Kaiju level monsters, or Dragons..." She explained, before glancing through the eye piece.
The men began to fall back, tripping, screaming, and rushing away from the gates as the nun continued to work!
"Oh GODS, she's crazy!!" Someone screamed as Saika began the Rite...
"Goddess Hazoria, bringer of Light, vanquish the darkness with your Holy might..." Saika whispered, and pulled the trigger.
There was a beeping sound coming from the launcher, lasting five seconds before becoming a long, drawn out tone.... before there was an explosion of light bellowing from the backside of the launcher, causing the gates to fly open, and nearly off their hinges! The startled men grunted, as the weapon's explosive payload left the tube of the launcher, soaring quickly towards the building's tough, adamantite steel door which covered the loading bay. The rocket began speeding even faster when it got halfway to the shutter!
The shutter reacted to the high velocity projectile slamming into its surface, detonating the first charge; the first explosion was loud and powerful, crimping the metal inward. However, the secondary charge which followed was louder, and far more powerful than the first! The edges of the walls cracked when the missile had impacted, but now the stress in the weaker surrounding structure caused the entire shutter to break away from the warehouse walls! The roof caved in partially, the heavy shutter teetering as flames and acrid smoke wafted from the point of impact... a basket ball sized hole somewhat evident from the point of impact as the sheet metal jostled and then fell forwards with a loud, metallic clang!
The men looked on with wide eyes, while Saika stood up from her kneeling position and dropped the launcher onto her bag. "The protective shutters are indeed strong, but when the surrounding structure is as weak as tin foil..." she shrugged, slipping on her gauntlets, adjusting the wrists and flexed her armored fingers. "...their functionality becomes moot." she finished. And as she did, a shrill screech that made the men shutter and panic, which was in truth a bunch of loud shrieks from multiple lower class vampires emanating from the warehouse interior. "Welp, time for work." She says, sashaying her way over to the warehouse, her hips swaying exaggeratedly, her shoulders swaying side to side... her bosom bouncing and her derriere lifting and falling as she walked in such a casual manner to the burning entryway... she was in the zone.
She could make out a few of the undead monsters appearing from the entrance, leaping through the flames...gunning her direction.
"FREEDOM!" Hissed one, the other had said something as well, but Saika couldn't make it out as they sprinted towards her. From a brief, and analytical glance, Saika noticed that they were wearing rags, and had some sort of choker around their neck... Blood stained hands and dripping jaws, these hollow creatures were nearly mummies. In spite of their lack of muscle, they continued to rush her on all fours at supernatural speed, their unruly hair singed from the flames they had ignored upon exiting the warehouse.
Saika kept her calm, relaxed walking pace as they approached her... the glowing crimson orbs of their eyes hungrily zoning in on her. Given her physique, she was just as much as a distraction for the monsters as she was for the fleeing, screaming workers behind her. She kept her gaze level, and once they got in range anticipated their next move...
The pair jumped, one slowly after the first. Saika's quick movements however, surprised them as she reached up and gripped the collar of the vampire above her while she kneed the other that was below him in front of her. Saika's arm flung forwards, throwing the sickly vampire ahead of her, while the slower vampire she kneed in the face stumbled back. Saika lept back, while the man she threw rolled back onto all fours gracefully, but a bit surprised from the nun's movements. The one she kneed in the face shook his head, and when his eyes refocused on Saika... her foot impacted the left side of his face. An armored greave collided with his face, the blessed metal which protected her foot caused the creature's flesh to sizzle and Hazoria's holy light began to seep into his flesh! Rending his pale flesh with blue flame, a deep gouge that was spreading across his left jaw and neck! He shrieked, gurgled, as he recoiled to the motion of her leg... he then tried to lunge with unnatural grace for a corpse! His ally doing the same while she was open! However, Saika's right leg fell, her body twisting with her fluid motion, her back facing them, then her left side, her left leg swinging into view! The momentum from the blow was fierce, the connection was audible, and the injured vampire felt her calf hit his face, while the other got a heel to his! Both stumbled back, while the one who took the heel had a long trench from ear to ear! Blue flames erupt from his eyes, his torso arched back, arms limp as the holy flames consumed him entirely!
Saika, fists raised, breasts bouncing, ass jiggling as she bounced in place in a boxer's style of movement as she anticipated the counter attack from the now stunned vampire who was down an ally; the other now nothing but blued ash and charred bones. The vampire held his burning face, turning once to his companion! "...Bitch!!" He screamed, before swinging his claws furiously and with amazing speed in a flurry of swings at Saika. The woman however, a trained Executioner, was faster than the beast. Her head bobbing and sliding away from swipe after swipe. Her habit tearing slightly from one of his gnarled fingernails due to an overcompensating dodge that Saika quickly corrected, the long, gnarled finger nails nearly touching her smooth flesh as if in slow motion; an attack that would have ripped her face off had it connected! She dodged twice more, before jabbing with her left knuckles to the center of the monster's face, causing him to snarl, and she struck again to push him back! She then swung a right hook to his face, the holy flames which ripped his flesh apart now began to illuminate the sexy, Executioner's shiny clothing!
Blind, he struck her with his left hand... and found his hand could not move! Gripped tight in her gauntlet, she crushed his wrist easily and pulled him towards her! Stumbling past her right shoulder with fire still eating through his desiccated flesh and ratty clothes, she struck the back of his neck with a chopping motion with her right hand! "Arrrrrrg!?" The monster snarled, feeling his neck cracking from the swift blow... before feeling searing pain on either side of his head! She grabbed him from both sides of his face from behind, and with a quick, fluid SNAP! The monster's head was twisted impossibly around, almost facing her... before bursting into blue, holy flame like his comrade before him...
"That's two down..." She sighed, and caught the creature's choker as he turned to ash... Saika took a look at the item curiously as the monster faded into smoldering ash. She smirked.
"Sons of bitches..." She says under her breath, understanding the situation fully now. Tossing the collar aside, the bit of chain still attached to it jingling as it clanged upon the paved warehouse courtyard.
She resumed her sashaying movement towards the fallen shutter she had blown away; the orange flames danced around the corners of the now blacked adamantite steel structure. Now it was angled like a ramp, leading into the building like a lit up runway. Without a change of her gait, Monk Saika climbed the ramp into the warehouse proper. The orange flame providing some light, but she didn't need light to know that the loading bay was painted with the blood of humans. "Hmm... someones a messy eater.." she says, upon passing a chewed up corpse of a worker, his yellow construction helmet was splattered with dried ichor, stepping over him as she continued deeper into the building. Two other vampires in similar states of frailty leaped for her from the shadows of the rafters above her. Without looking, Siaka casually drew both her revolvers from her armpit holsters, her large breasts squeezing together, the bobbing motion of them subdued as she slipped her gauntlets around the large openings of the knuckledusters enlayed into the grips of the custom thirty-eight caliber revolvers.
(used for the 'squeezing together' shape ;3)
The falling vampires above her had just about closed the distance to her, as she could hear them screaming:
"FRESH BLOOD!"
Saika whipped out the nickel plated pistols with a spinning flourish, and as the barrels tipped up for their second spin, were halted from Saika's thumbs upon the hammers. She adjusted, using the shadows below her of the dropping vampires as a guide, and thumbed back the hammers while keeping the pistols pointed up... The vampires in question got a good look of the wrong side of the guns pointed for them-
-as Saika's thumbs slide away from the hammers and she pulls the triggers simultaneously. Two loud pops from the revolvers, both guns barrels cycling back, the zig-zag pattern on the cylinder turning automatically from the recoil of the guns action, cycling the next chamber into position while the pair of lead, now alchemically transmuted to silver bullets as they traveled out the barrels of the gun, expelled from their respective muzzles. Their velocity dipping once the conversion from lead to silver was complete, the fast travelling bullets becoming slower to a degree from their newfound weight... before then striking both vampires' bodies! Saika resumed her pace and flourished her smoking pistols into another gunslinger like spin as both vampires crashed behind her bursting into blue flames and smoldering ash with a loud hiss and pop...
She spreads her arms out wide, glancing side to side, looking for shifts of movement in the shadows as she walked from the loading bay to the more exposed stock room. Crates and boxed piled on metal shelves, and the smell of blood was thicker in here, and the spaces between aisles were narrow and walled Saika in on both sides. "Hmm a clever place for an ambush..." she says, holstering her left hand gun, while reaching across her chest with her right hand, and fired a bullet into the shelves to her left. The bullet cracked, the cardboard box the bullet entered flew off and behind it, the ghoul of a worker recoiled! The zombie's brain splashed against the wall, and the body fell with a glowing blue light from the holy flames... Saika didn't have much time to deal with this problem so with her left hand now free, she reached down to her hip for a cylindrical grenade she had stashed onto her body. She took a step back sweeping her right hand gun for any other movement as she backed out of the doorway and into the loading bay again, while her left hand brought the grenade pin to her lips. Her pearly white teeth clamped down on the wire, and with a swift yank of her neck the pin was released! She tossed it deep into the storage room and spat the pin to the side, her hand, free again went for her holstered gun... when a vampire dropped down, and kicked the grenade back to her!
Saika's reflexes, on point, caught the grenade with ease. The vampire who was now charging at her and in her personal space felt it forced into his jaws as she jabbed it back! Taking three forceful steps forwards, she pushed him through the doorway, back into the store room, and then, planting her right foot on his chest, pushed him deep into the room! The beast, stunned flailed as he knocked over boxes and crates, other vampires quickly appearing and charging mindlessly for Saika. Saika, taking one large step back, right hand raised and level to the grenade in the vampire's mouth pulled the trigger. The bullet collided with the canister quickly, the can crushing inward, the built up pressure releasing early, rupturing the canister and upon exploding with that powerful force tore apart the vampire's head! The loud boom of the grenade shook the room violently, knocking over shelves and boxes. The contents, the smoke, instead of incrementally releasing instead expanded across the interior of the room completely and within moments! The stragglers who escaped the cloud of grey smoke had multiple glowing flames of blue pocketing their bodies as within the smoke billions of tiny silver filaments sprinkled throughout. Silver weakened monsters and demons, and it was silver now that burned and irritated the vampires within the room. Saika quickly dispatched the ones who lunged through the doorway with swift punches and kicks, and a single bullet to the heart.
Once finished, she slipped on a gas mask, and reentered the storage room. By the doorway, a vampire on their hands and knees, choking on the smoke with bulging red eyes writhed in pain. Without stopping, Saika dropped her gun arm while passing, and fired a .38 round into their skull- ashing them almost instantly.
"Seems to me they have been under feeding you lot... I almost pity you foul creatures..." says the Executioner, muffled albeit from her mask as the smoke begins to fade. Though meant for vampires and demons who were 'allergic' so to speak to the effects of silver, silver grains getting into the eyes or lungs of a mortal could be equally serious for other reasons. As she dispatched a pair of ghouls with her revolvers from a walking distance, a vampire hidden under a shelf lunged for her and caught her by surprise! A rough, clawed hand groped her left breast tightly, squeezing the supple flesh tight enough that his fingers sank deeply into the soft, malleable flesh. His other arm all the while, wrapped around her slender waist his hand falling across her crotch in a perverse and purposeful manner! His fetid breath upon her neck exhaled excitedly:
"A juicy little priestess! I'm going to fuck you wet and drain you dry!" He cackled, as Saika winced, his grip on her left breast and his fingers pressing between her pussy's lips made her groan into a husky, erotic moan that was also weak and surprised! She blushed as he tried to violate her through her suit, his tongue licking her cheek as he brings his yellow fangs into the white collar of her neck...
Saika felt the mark of his teeth as the fangs sank through the fabric of her outfit. The needle like protrusions touching the warm, silky flesh underneath that layer of protective fabric... when her eyes lit a brighter hue of violet! Her body sparked with a purple electricity that shimmered around her like a Tesla coil! The monster who sank its teeth into her and was attempting to fuck her was immediately assaulted by a jolt of stimulation aside from the stiff penis he already had! The fucker squeezed both hands impulsively and caused Saika to moan in spite of her anger! Her mask burned away from the bright light in the process of her static charge building around her body. The sensitive feeling of her left breast being fondled and her crotch being gripped so lewdly made her cry out in an erotic and disgusted blended shriek! The same electricity that flowed from her body lit him up like a White Light Festival Tree, his body glowing and his hairs stood on end! To him, it was as if he was biting down onto a live wire or had put his fangs into an open socket!
"Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzahaaaaaagrgha?!" the monster screamed before his stiff, over stimulated body fell back like a plank onto the concrete floor! Hands still in their awkward positions as he stared up at the blushing, angry slayer...
Her lidded gaze was tearful, her lips turned into a tight scowl or frown. "You sick...." She began, stepping onto his crotch with her six inch heel! "son-" she continued, grinding her heel painfully as she stabbed it down with her full weight! "-of a" the vampire unable to do anything but stare and feel as her heel sank into his groin with a crunch! "-BITCH!!!" Saika screams, all the static that flowed around her body vanished briefly...
KA-BANG!!
A purple bolt of lightning, seemingly from no where, descended from above Saika and crashed into the monster! He couldn't scream loud enough to be heard over that deafening roar of thunder! His body arcs with purple static and branches of violet light! The creature's jaw widened as he bursts into flame, his charred skeleton still writhing as the body spasms on the concrete surface! The arcs that flowed from the bolt climbed and spread through the nearby metal shelving and through wet and moist surfaces, electrifying everyone in the room, save Saika who stood there, wide eyed, breathing heavily, arms covering her breasts as she huffed and puffed over the charred skeletal remains...
"Hah...(gulp)...hah..." Siaka panted, feeling sweat roll down her neck as she huffed and puffed. The room smelled of burnt hair, melted plastic and overcooked flesh... She gulped again. "...Pervert." She breathed, holstering her guns and shivered with revulsion as she ambled her away from the corpse as more blue flames began to fan across the bodies of the fallen vampires. She was certain she killed everything in the storage room... but she could still hear movement from the catwalks above. Following the trail of blood up the metal stairs that were still zapping with electricity, she found the corpse of another vampire glued to the railing and falling apart upon her arrival. Pissed, she pushed the corpse off the railing, its brittle legs crunching as he fell apart like charcoal and fell twenty feet below into a black plume of ash and bone.
Her anger did not abate... she could feel herself becoming more vindictive after that little 'encounter'. The catwalk she crossed was now occupied by three others ahead of her. "Yep..." she says, beginning to charge them head on! "GONNA KILL ALL YOU FUCKERS!!" She spat, as she dodged a swipe, grappled the monster's arm, snapped it, swung her knee under their chin, her body electrified as she attacked causing the catwalk to arc with purple electricity that stunned the other two on the walkway! She roared as she slammed the monster's forehead against the railing, pulling out one of her kunai and stabbed them through the back, into their heart! The beast roared, bursting into flame as she spun off them, stabbing the next multiple times before round housing them to the side of their head, forcing them off the railing below where they burst to flames! The last she threw the kunai at, the blade embedding into their shoulder with branching sparks flowing from the rattling blade! The vampire held the weapon, hissing before feeling Saika's gauntlets slam into his face, chest, ribs, in a flurry of multiple, heavy punches! Stunned, and immobilized from the holy and electrified attacks, Saika grabbed their shoulders and vaulted on top of them! She squeezed her knees against the sides of their neck, her thick thighs squishing either side of their head. With a vicious twist of her hips, a sharp crack emanates from her thighs, the creature's neck snapped! She vaults off the burning, 'purified' creature, and rolls into a low crouch, before sprinting towards the other end of the catwalk.
Bullets... bullets whizzed past her head as she climbed the small stairway towards the vampire with a bloodied machine pistol in hand! Her eyes gleaming like daggers rattled him, her supernatural, flickering speed leaving afterimages as she traveled up to him! Her fierce, cold, purple eyes met his directly and he felt fear creep into his immortal soul... She disarmed him of his weapon with swipe of her left hand against his wrist, while her opposite hand struck the same shoulder which held the pistol, hitting the pressure point and causing the arm to dip unnaturally!
"WHAT?!" The vampire screamed, the feeling in his right arm lost, the gun flying away from his hands! The woman who was face to face with him now with cruel eyes slamming her head against his! He swung out with his left hand in a clawing swipe while his head ached and body stumbled back, but the woman dodged and grabbed the arm, bending it unnaturally, with a snap before drawing a thin, rapier like blade from her thigh and stabbed him through the chest!
"Kasō Shikiten!!" Saika screamed, her voice loud and bellowing, the ancient Beijionese flowing from her lips seem to have added power as the small, thin blade protruding from the vampire's chest glowed with Beijionese script in a golden light... that quickly became red as flame! The vampire, shrieked as fire consumed his broken body, and he flailed helplessly around the manager's office! "Ackh ACKKKH AAAAAAHhhhhhhhhhh!!" He screamed, lunging through the observation window, falling into a ball of flame that quickly became blue and holy before the corpse ashed onto the floor 20 feet below...
She stood there, in the middle of the room and began to calm down. Listening for any other signs of movement, she turned and produced three more kokken she had just used on the vampire... and spots the man, bleeding out, huddled in the corner. A handsome, but dying young man with sweaty bangs clinging to his forehead. His brown eyes locked with hers, his hand around his neck where the vampire had drawn his blood. She knew who he was before spotting the name tag 'Charlie S.' on his shirt. "You must be Charles...I'm impressed." She says in a cooing, soothing tone. She could tell from the quick glance, the man was in agony and had little time left to live unfortunately. It was amazing he was alive now with the large, vertical holes in his throat...
"Please, just Charlie..." the man weakly stated, cupping his grievous wound... there were multiple bites all over his body. "Charles.. (cough) makes me sound old..." He continued. "A few more seconds... and I've been a prune."
Saika smiled warmly. "Charlie then," She says in a cool tone. "How did they break out of containment?" She asked, her heels clicking upon the wooden tiled floor over to him. She knelt beside him, her pleasant aura and scent wafting over him, while her swaying and bobbing assets flapped beside his head.
Charlie looked at her with a surprised look, before faintly smiling. "...Austen got too close to one of the shipping pods, killed him... and unlocked the others. How'd you find out?"
"The collars... they're meant for containment or slavery." She answered. "Why?"
"...shipment to a Trading Company, they're... subjects who encountered the vampire Millarc... she, she didn't convert them fully. Turned them into those things." Charlie explained. "I guess... that means I'll be turning into one too..." He chuckled weakly.
She frowned. "Afraid not..."
"Huh?"
"The vampires here are lesser vampires, the kind that will die when exposed to direct sun light. Lesser vampires, especially ones who have been in containment for several months... they develop a venom of sorts in their mouths that spreads through the body of the victims they do not drain to death," she explained, pointing to his heart gently. "Once the venom reaches your heart and your brain... you become what is known as a ghoul. A mindless zombie that will eat any living creature they see." She explained sadly to which he blinked.
"Wow... that sucks."
There is an awkward silence between them, and then the pair chuckle gently. He then noticed the blood on her collar. "You were bit too..."
Saika turned her head to the wound where the perverted monster had bit her. "Looks like it."
"So... I guess we-"
She turned to him and smiled sadly. "-nope. Just you. I was born differently than you. I would love to tell you about it handsome, but... 'fraid we don't have much time left..." she says with a sad tone, reaching up and cupping his sweating face with her left hand, gently stroking his cheek. "I could save you from turning into a ghoul... but it would be for naught. My healing abilities cannot restore the blood you lost... you probably have only a handful of minutes left before you'll fade away. All I can do for you now is end your suffering as gently as I can... if you wish it Charlie." Saika coos.
"Lucky me... yaay..." He looked dazed. "I don't want to die... nor turn into one of those things... I'm in so much pain as it is... several levels emotional... physical..." Charlie says, feeling tears well up.
"I... have a technique, but I can adapt it to make it so you feel as little pain as possible. You'll not turn into a ghoul either as a result." She explained. "But first... where is the containment room? I need to purge the filth from this warehouse Charlie... I need your help to do it." She gasped, her voice sounding...aroused as she blushed, caressing his cheek.
Charlie's eyes fluttered. "....my key. Take it to the lift, it'll take you down... to the lower levels." he says, reaching for the key when she grabbed his hand with her free hand. He looked at her and she was smiling, her heavy lidded gaze fixed deeply onto his big brown eyes...
"...whats your na-" he asked but was cut off by Saika's plush, pink lips. The kiss was intimate... deep... and he closed his eyes and couldn't help but get into it. He could feel her tongue upon his... unaware of the warm green light flowing through his veins.
Saika's chi flowed through Charlie's veins, halting the flow of blood to his heart as his body began to glow with her chi. The man's eyelids fluttered as he felt dizzy, his vision blurring and then darkening...
Saika's soft lips peeled gently off Charlies, his eyes lacking the little spark of life he had left. She hovered in front of his face with a frown. "Saika Busujima... its a shame Charlie, you were a wonderful kisser. Sleep well." She says, her hand pulling away his bangs gently before she closed his eyes.
She checked his shirt pocket and yanked out the yellow key card stained red with blood, before standing up. Saika sighed at such a waste of life. He was cute, and if things were different...
She shrugged, turning to the door leading back out to the catwalk she had yet to venture onto. "Time to finish the job, down to the last impure soul." she says to herself, taking a moment to reload more .38 rounds into the spent chambers of her revolvers, snapping the barrels back into place with a flick of her wrists and a fancy flourish. She left Charlie behind, opening the door to the catwalk and continued her swaying, sexy gait out. She could see another flight of steps leading up to the lift Charlie spoke of, and when she reached the door noticed the card reader. "Hm. Only produce indeed..." She says with a roll of her pretty eyes, sliding Charlie's card through the slot. The box buzzed and the doors slid open. Upon entering, she noticed there were no buttons inside. "Seems like this thing only goes up or down..."
The doors sealed and the lift dropped. Unsure how far down it went, Saika wondered if the building would collapse should she destroy the source. She supposed if it did, it would be no loss for her, as it was the Church of Hazoria would have to investigate this matter further and the other workers she met apprehended and questioned in a manner most severely. That wasn't her job.
Once the door reached a stop, the doors slowly peeled back and Saika exited with guns raised, sweeping as she looked around. The room was dark, smelled of human filth, the lights above flickering and sparking, showing glimpses of blood and gore and multiple... hundreds of kennels. "Well... a dozen huh? My ass.." she says to herself. She could sense eyes upon her, but they were weary... fearful. Angry. They knew what she was capable of, could feel her heart beating as she descended down to their level. Their brethren topside had died from her hands. "Hazoria, your blade of light is bright... your arrow true and swift, your judgment final." She began the rites, holstering her right hand's gun and yanking a round bottle of holy water from her hip. The water within began to emanate a gentle, golden glow. She could hear skittering movement throughout the shadows surrounding her. She raised the glass above her head, the dim glow becoming brighter as she continued. "Like the Leprechaun, Father Callahan said, 'May you find your Tower... and breach it, and may you climb to the top!' in the matter of Count Despar, may you lot find the same as I, Her holy weapon, smite thee and return you to soil were you belong!"
The glowing orb of holy water grew brighter, illuminating the creatures... the hundreds of crawling creatures with glowing red eyes that drew closer... and closer! "In Her name, the War Goddess of Light, Hazoria, I expel thee!" She exclaimed, the hundreds of hands surrounding her curvy form twitching as she smashed the glass down! An explosion of holy magic cast the room entirely in a bright, golden light! Bright as the sun itself! The creatures recoiled in pain, covering their eyes with a shrieking howl that was like tornado's wail that swirled throughout the large, echoing chamber!
It was quickly followed by several blasts from her handguns, the reports drowned in the deafening wail of the undead! Saika's body flickering through the glow of Hazoria, weaving between the crowd of vampires, her sexy body delivering punishment as she fought the enemy head on! Though hard to make out, the water from the flask had lifted from the floor, taking shape as a long, thin whip that was cutting through the vampires with Saika's movements. Saika's expert manipulation of the water meant as it swept through the vampires, it split flesh and bone with ease! Blood sprayed around Saika, and the blue flames of 'purified' vampires began to grow to a large bonfire of azure.
The water coiled and snaked through their numbers, Saika cutting them down with her gun fu all the while...
After 20 minutes, the men outside could no longer hear gunfire or thunder... the elder looked down and then back to the smoldering entrance to the warehouse. "Well... she can't be dead, or those things would be out already..." He sighed.
"Unless they're still eating her." Another worker said.
"I doubt it..."
"By the bloomin' twelve..." Someone said, shocked, cigarette dropping from his lips as he stood up. Everyone stood up, and raised a commotion as they looked to the warehouse in unison...
The Priestess appeared, looking fine as wine and body jiggling as she sashayed her way back to them. Her cold gaze was fixated on the elder's face, and the men waited for her verdict.
"Well?" The elder coughed, Saika standing beside her bag, slowly removing her gauntlets and letting them plop onto the bag. Crimson fluid sloshed off her shiny gloves upon removing them. "...is it over?" The elder continued.
Saika turned to the man, raising a small box in her right hand and pushed a button. A distant boom, followed by a small tremor beneath their feet shook everyone to their core. The old man tried to regain his balance before suddenly receiving a fist to his face!
"Ughh!!" The elder fell back, and the other men went to his aid.
Saika was angry, blushing, and her hand still balled into a shaking fist as he looked up at her.
"Now it's over, you lying son of a bitch!" She spat, and looked at every one of them. "...I found the containment chamber, the source of the malignancy has been purged with holy light and fire. No thanks to you. Playing with the lives of the turned? What were you thinking?! As I said, if Charlie... if he hadn't locked that warehouse down, Danton would have been a necropolis!" Saika bellowed, sounding annoyed. "I should slay every single one of you for this sin..."
The men looked at one another, and then defensively towards her. Before any of them could make a statement, Saika spoke up again.
"Who is the Trading Company you were dealing with? Where are they based?"
"Ouch... you were not kidding about your body being a weapon..." The elder rubbed his face, looking up at her fierce eyes.
"Answer me!" She demanded.
The elder bowed his head. "Lady Priestess... I am deeply ashamed to have lied to you. However, the information you ask I cannot easily give... we don't know their name. They go by that phrase 'The Trading Company', we don't know who or where they are. They offered us a job, to smuggle their vampires and they'd come to pick them up at the specified time. Why they need them, and what do they do to them? Who knows... Our little outfit needed the money, we weren't going to just up and leave this place! This land is ours, this city is ours... not the demons nor the mysterious figure who arrived intent to wipe us all out!" He shouted.
Saika looked at him evenly. "This city was almost engulfed by the evil and unclean thanks to your hands. You would have sewn destruction to your fellow man had I not intervened. You should all be ashamed, you should all be executed for your careless behavior, putting the town at risk!!" She spat. "Pride for your land is one thing.... but once that land is stained in blood and littered with corpses, it becomes tainted and a blight that can only be purged with fire... sometimes, even that isn't enough. Some places remain tainted forever."
The group of men didn't know what to say. The elder simply bowed his head and closed his eyes.
"What... now?" Asked one of the workers, worriedly.
Saika turned to the individual, and blinked. "Now, you'll gather your dead. Bury Charlie. Then, you'll wait for the Church to send someone to collect you and interrogate you further. Don't bother running away, we will find you." She says threateningly before collecting her things. "That is my payment for this farce." She says, zipping up the bag and stood up abruptly, her breasts bobbing again. She turned away from them with disgust, as they silently began to shuffle towards the warehouse. She felt angry... and sad. Sad that such things like this still were happening in this world. She was near the Amaine forest as well of all things, speaking of taint. The voice of Hiyori creeping into her brain the past two years, her ancestor Hiyori Busujima beckoning her to enter the woods, to head back to Beijio. To find Saeko, her younger sister... it got stronger when she was nearby.
She looked over to the direction of the forest, the treeline expanding the horizon in deep green... and then, she noticed it. A black cloud... thick and moving towards Danton. It wasn't a cloud... it was birds. Thousands of them.
Hurry.... you don't have much time. You can save them. Hiyori's voice echoed in her mind. Saika blinked, and thought it was her fringed nerves again. When she could also smell the sulfur, taste it thick in her mouth however, she looked back at the birds. Her eyes became heavy lidded, and her face contorting to a look of hatred. "...a demon. A powerful, noble demon." She says under her breath, gripping her bag's strap tightly. She began heading the direction of the woods.
Its been eight hours now.
With the Gunslingers having been busy rounding up those who are alive to evacuate the city due to the sudden appearance of a dark figure further East near Mount Risa, the one some have called Variel or something along those words, no one was left to handle their 'issue'. The people of Danton were simple, despite being the former capital city... they went back to their older ways. But not all want to leave, and Boden Warehouse was supposed to be where the town would store its provision for those who wanted to stay.
"Did the guild send anyone?" Another worker asked, who was referring to the Demon Hunter's Guild who had a main office in Danton. The elder foreman shook his head. "No... they have no one available at this time, only pencil pushers and accountants who don't know the difference between a pike and a spear..." the elder leaned on his crutch; one of the bastards clawed his left leg down to the bone and the doctors said he'd probably should not walk on it for a while, stubborn as he was he showed up anyway. Another, younger man looked down at his shaky hands. "By the Twelve... did everyone decide to leave us? Are we supposed to handle this ourselves?!"
"We can't fight those things, we're not soldiers, mercenaries... we're just workers!" "YEAH!"
"We pick things up and put them down!" "YEAH!"
"However...!" The elder yelled above the roaring of his workers, his sharp, ebony eyes glinting as he looked to each of them in a sweeping arc of his head. Each of the rough workers fell silent at their elder's barking, and waited for him to continue. He took this moment to set up a pipe, lighting it up as his men hung on their elder's words, waiting anxiously for him to continue. He took a puff from the long pipe, and sighed. "However... They sent word to the Capital, and are sending a specialist from the Church of Hazoria..." He began, taking a moment to inhale some more of the tobacco.
"His name's 'Monk Saika', a Beijionese member of their order and has done this thing before. All we have to do is follow his orders when he arrives. He'll determine the payment upon completion of the rite..." He explained, taking a moment to let this information settle.
The workers began picturing an elderly bald man in clerical robes with a bottle of holy water and a cane when they heard the name, but also at the same time the same description but with a katana on one hip. The word 'Monk' didn't inspire much hope and insurance unlike the name Valor; everyone in the world knew how much Vincent Valor hated vampires... if he was here, they knew they'd be history. Now they were wondering if they'd send some old dude to his death... there had to be a small coven's worth of vampires inside that building...
The clicking of heels from her thighboots pedaling off the cobblestones were drowned out by the continued questioning of the men...
"A Monk...? When is he supposed to arrive?"
"Can he handle such a task? You sure the Church isn't pulling your leg?"
"What could he possibly want for payment...?"
The cool wind from the dusty grey sky blew across her long, midnight purple hair as she continued to walk at her even gait towards the appointed destination, her black robes undone, draped around her instead like a duster which flapped as she walked... revealing her dark, latex like outfit that still shimmered despite the relative lack of sunlight...
"Wait, they're sending only one guy in there? That's crazy... I mean, someone like Valor could do it, no prob... well, maybe. He's a tad old now, a bit too crazy and banged up..."
"What happens if he dies?!"
The female figure pauses, and glances around the perimeter of the warehouse yard. Seemingly studying the environment, her hand raised to her cheek, tucking locks of dark hair behind her left ear as she listens for the muffled sounds and rustling coming from within the warehouse...
"Enough..." The elder cleared his throat, causing the group to go silent again. "The Church said they would arrive around this time, its why we're gathered here, to lend our support if we can. They said he was an expert at this sort of thing, but expert or not...one man cannot rage war against a group of those things-"
"-that's not necessary." The female figure said behind the workers. Jumping out of their skin, they all quickly turned to view the woman.. a nun of sorts. She was extremely beautiful, with long and dark hair that was a purple hue, large yet calculating purple-blue eyes that seemed to gleam like the edge of a blade. Her figure... was visible through the opening of her robes, which became all the more visible when she removed the black cloth draping her shoulders... the fabric floating to the ground and pooling around her ankles. Her thigh boots, her latex like outfit hugged her body so tightly... you could see her nipples. Each breast bobbed, her ass jiggled as she walked towards the elder, who blinked in surprise at the Beijionese woman.
"Oh... so they did send someone to assist him then...that makes sense." he blinked, the pipe in his mouth drooping.
The woman cocked her head gently to the side, a hand on her hip as she looked at the Elder in confusion. "Hm? There is no one else." The woman replied, to which the other's gasped.
"What? The church said they'd send a Monk, Monk Saika!" The Elder spoke in shock.
"Did something happen to the man on the way?"
"Are you saying you're his replacement?"
The woman glanced at the Elder Worker evenly. "I am Monk Saika."
To this, the men blinked, and some rubbed their eyes while others thought they misheard her.
"Monk... is a colloquial nickname some of the members of the church have given me due to my... fighting style. It's an old name for a fighter who foregoes conventional weapons and fights solely with their body." Saika explained, reaching over to a younger man whose jaw was still hung open, and gently pushed it back up. She removed her silky touch from his chin, and then returned her gaze to the Elder. "I'd like to get started. What is the situation? How many vampires are inside? Did they feed recently? How long have they been inside?" She questioned quickly.
"Uh, uh... of course. They entered the place about eight hours ago, we lost a few workers. We're unsure about our Middle Manager, Charlie..."
The men around the Beijionese woman couldn't help but... look the woman over. She looked nothing like a traditional member of the Church of Hazoria looked, who were usually overly robed and old. She was young, appealing to the eyes... practically naked given her tight fitting body suit that looked more like paint having splashed her skin if not for the sheen and materials. Some wondered how she even put it on... others were thinking more lewdly and wanting to see it taken off...
Saika nodded at this. "I see. How long has this Charlie been inside?"
"About eight hours-uh, the same time as the vampires. He managed to lock down the place and secured our route outside." The elder replied.
Saika nodded. "I see... how unfortunate. Charlie is likely dead I'm afraid." She says bluntly, and began to walk past the gates, the bag around her shoulder seemingly appeared from no where, and no one noticed that her long coat that had been upon the ground had long since vanished.
"D-dead? You mean Chuck's been...?"
"Surely Madam, there's a chance our boy is still alive in there-"
Saika sighed, not turning to the group as she dropped her heavy bag with a thud. She reached back, arms under her long flowing hair that hung over her shoulders and back and bellowed the long strands out; the soft hair gently gliding across her toned back.
"-The average life expectancy of someone untrained in the art of supernatural combat against the supernatural is at most sixteen minutes. If you haven't heard from him in the last 7 hours and 44 minutes... he was likely devoured and drained of blood, or now a lower class creature of undead known as a ghoul. Ghouls like to eat flesh and bone, so this Charlie did a heroic gesture by locking down the building to keep the creatures from flooding out." She explained, as she turns her head over her shoulder to look at them.
The men looked at one another solemnly... each knew it in their hearts, but to allow their minds the knowledge that the spunky and energetic young man who saved their lives was now dead, a member of their family gone like the others... and could perhaps be a former shell of his human self now dawned on them.
Saika could see the truth hurt them, so she continued while she still had a use for them. She returned her gaze to the warehouse, her hair flowing behind her in the cool wind. "If there was a true blood, or an elder vampire inside... they would have already left. Seems to me, the vampires who now occupy the warehouse aren't the smart kind if they haven't already disabled the warehouse's defenses..." She says, her eyes glancing to the left in the general direction to the men behind her. "...perhaps then, your man Charlie has a chance. A slim one, but... considering it is drawing on evening and the sky is overcast, and the vampires within have no reason not to leave and kill you before my arrival... means your boy may have hidden himself away with the keys to their freedom, and unfortunately, his too." She explained, noticing with her subtle glance back that some of their faces lit up again. "...Are there any other entrances or exits to the warehouse?" She added, as the men murmured.
The elder, seemingly recharged from the glimmer of hope shook his head."All regular entry points are sealed in the event of a lockdown. Sheets of adamantite alloy cover the windows, doors, and docking bays should the system be activated." He explained.
Saika blinked at this, looking worried. "What exactly requires that much protection?" She asked, eyes narrowing.
The workers suddenly looked like they been slapped in the face, and the elder shrugged. "The Boden Warehouse used to be a military armament factory, mam. We never got rid of the protection protocols since it be more expensive to remove them... I assure you, we have nothing but produce inside." The elder explained.
Saika glared at the elder for a moment, before slowly returning her gaze to the warehouse once more. "I see... getting in will be tough then without making a fuss... are there any drainage pipes leading inside?" She asked, as she then shifted her eyes to her bag on the ground beside her, and she began to hunker down to remove the contents.
The Elder closed his eyes and scratched his bald head. "I'm not sure. The warehouse is pretty big, and there's at least a dozen of those blood suckers in there... and if what you said was accurate, potentially ten ghouls... or eleven..."
Saika nodded, draping a dual armpit holster containing a pair of revolvers around her shoulders, and then began loading kunai onto the shoulder straps. A few Kokken were also strapped to her thighs via an elastic band as she began 'gearing up'.
"The church said they’d send ‘Monk Saika’ to help our monster problem... I didn’t expect that the Monk was this voluptuous woman...” One of the men whispered to another as Saika was getting prepared, her jiggling flesh shining as she hunkered down beside her bag.
"Yeah, she's pretty easy on the eyes, but... you think she can handle it alone? I feel bad we're just sitting here while she's ready to charge inside..." The other replied.
"Yeah... about that, how does she plan to get inside...?”
As if to answer him, all eyes were drawn back to Saika as she removed something large from her bag, and began assembling it:
"Very well. Then I shall have the church reimburse for the damages..."
With a twist there, and crank over there, a sliding motion there, and locking latch clicking into place over here... the weapon, an Izheveskian advanced Missile Launcher was now in Saika's hands!
The men went sheet white at the sight of the beast, jaws dropping and the elder losing his balance, lost his pipe which clattered to the ground!
"What the hell are you doing?! You'll destroy the entire warehouse!!” The Elder cried.
Saika, looking bored, glanced back at the old man. "You said there were no other entry points, and were unsure about an underground route. We don't have the luxury of waiting for them to figure out how to release the locks, so I'll be making my own way inside. This F116K RPG has a tandem-charge round with 110mm main warhead designed to defeat reactive armour. If this can't punch a hole through your warehouse doors, then nothing else will. Now, unless any of you can remember or know another way in? This building's about to get a new door -or be leveled to the ground. This weapon's normally meant for S-Class Kaiju level monsters, or Dragons..." She explained, before glancing through the eye piece.
The men began to fall back, tripping, screaming, and rushing away from the gates as the nun continued to work!
"Oh GODS, she's crazy!!" Someone screamed as Saika began the Rite...
"Goddess Hazoria, bringer of Light, vanquish the darkness with your Holy might..." Saika whispered, and pulled the trigger.
There was a beeping sound coming from the launcher, lasting five seconds before becoming a long, drawn out tone.... before there was an explosion of light bellowing from the backside of the launcher, causing the gates to fly open, and nearly off their hinges! The startled men grunted, as the weapon's explosive payload left the tube of the launcher, soaring quickly towards the building's tough, adamantite steel door which covered the loading bay. The rocket began speeding even faster when it got halfway to the shutter!
The shutter reacted to the high velocity projectile slamming into its surface, detonating the first charge; the first explosion was loud and powerful, crimping the metal inward. However, the secondary charge which followed was louder, and far more powerful than the first! The edges of the walls cracked when the missile had impacted, but now the stress in the weaker surrounding structure caused the entire shutter to break away from the warehouse walls! The roof caved in partially, the heavy shutter teetering as flames and acrid smoke wafted from the point of impact... a basket ball sized hole somewhat evident from the point of impact as the sheet metal jostled and then fell forwards with a loud, metallic clang!
The men looked on with wide eyes, while Saika stood up from her kneeling position and dropped the launcher onto her bag. "The protective shutters are indeed strong, but when the surrounding structure is as weak as tin foil..." she shrugged, slipping on her gauntlets, adjusting the wrists and flexed her armored fingers. "...their functionality becomes moot." she finished. And as she did, a shrill screech that made the men shutter and panic, which was in truth a bunch of loud shrieks from multiple lower class vampires emanating from the warehouse interior. "Welp, time for work." She says, sashaying her way over to the warehouse, her hips swaying exaggeratedly, her shoulders swaying side to side... her bosom bouncing and her derriere lifting and falling as she walked in such a casual manner to the burning entryway... she was in the zone.
She could make out a few of the undead monsters appearing from the entrance, leaping through the flames...gunning her direction.
"FREEDOM!" Hissed one, the other had said something as well, but Saika couldn't make it out as they sprinted towards her. From a brief, and analytical glance, Saika noticed that they were wearing rags, and had some sort of choker around their neck... Blood stained hands and dripping jaws, these hollow creatures were nearly mummies. In spite of their lack of muscle, they continued to rush her on all fours at supernatural speed, their unruly hair singed from the flames they had ignored upon exiting the warehouse.
Saika kept her calm, relaxed walking pace as they approached her... the glowing crimson orbs of their eyes hungrily zoning in on her. Given her physique, she was just as much as a distraction for the monsters as she was for the fleeing, screaming workers behind her. She kept her gaze level, and once they got in range anticipated their next move...
The pair jumped, one slowly after the first. Saika's quick movements however, surprised them as she reached up and gripped the collar of the vampire above her while she kneed the other that was below him in front of her. Saika's arm flung forwards, throwing the sickly vampire ahead of her, while the slower vampire she kneed in the face stumbled back. Saika lept back, while the man she threw rolled back onto all fours gracefully, but a bit surprised from the nun's movements. The one she kneed in the face shook his head, and when his eyes refocused on Saika... her foot impacted the left side of his face. An armored greave collided with his face, the blessed metal which protected her foot caused the creature's flesh to sizzle and Hazoria's holy light began to seep into his flesh! Rending his pale flesh with blue flame, a deep gouge that was spreading across his left jaw and neck! He shrieked, gurgled, as he recoiled to the motion of her leg... he then tried to lunge with unnatural grace for a corpse! His ally doing the same while she was open! However, Saika's right leg fell, her body twisting with her fluid motion, her back facing them, then her left side, her left leg swinging into view! The momentum from the blow was fierce, the connection was audible, and the injured vampire felt her calf hit his face, while the other got a heel to his! Both stumbled back, while the one who took the heel had a long trench from ear to ear! Blue flames erupt from his eyes, his torso arched back, arms limp as the holy flames consumed him entirely!
Saika, fists raised, breasts bouncing, ass jiggling as she bounced in place in a boxer's style of movement as she anticipated the counter attack from the now stunned vampire who was down an ally; the other now nothing but blued ash and charred bones. The vampire held his burning face, turning once to his companion! "...Bitch!!" He screamed, before swinging his claws furiously and with amazing speed in a flurry of swings at Saika. The woman however, a trained Executioner, was faster than the beast. Her head bobbing and sliding away from swipe after swipe. Her habit tearing slightly from one of his gnarled fingernails due to an overcompensating dodge that Saika quickly corrected, the long, gnarled finger nails nearly touching her smooth flesh as if in slow motion; an attack that would have ripped her face off had it connected! She dodged twice more, before jabbing with her left knuckles to the center of the monster's face, causing him to snarl, and she struck again to push him back! She then swung a right hook to his face, the holy flames which ripped his flesh apart now began to illuminate the sexy, Executioner's shiny clothing!
Blind, he struck her with his left hand... and found his hand could not move! Gripped tight in her gauntlet, she crushed his wrist easily and pulled him towards her! Stumbling past her right shoulder with fire still eating through his desiccated flesh and ratty clothes, she struck the back of his neck with a chopping motion with her right hand! "Arrrrrrg!?" The monster snarled, feeling his neck cracking from the swift blow... before feeling searing pain on either side of his head! She grabbed him from both sides of his face from behind, and with a quick, fluid SNAP! The monster's head was twisted impossibly around, almost facing her... before bursting into blue, holy flame like his comrade before him...
"That's two down..." She sighed, and caught the creature's choker as he turned to ash... Saika took a look at the item curiously as the monster faded into smoldering ash. She smirked.
"Sons of bitches..." She says under her breath, understanding the situation fully now. Tossing the collar aside, the bit of chain still attached to it jingling as it clanged upon the paved warehouse courtyard.
She resumed her sashaying movement towards the fallen shutter she had blown away; the orange flames danced around the corners of the now blacked adamantite steel structure. Now it was angled like a ramp, leading into the building like a lit up runway. Without a change of her gait, Monk Saika climbed the ramp into the warehouse proper. The orange flame providing some light, but she didn't need light to know that the loading bay was painted with the blood of humans. "Hmm... someones a messy eater.." she says, upon passing a chewed up corpse of a worker, his yellow construction helmet was splattered with dried ichor, stepping over him as she continued deeper into the building. Two other vampires in similar states of frailty leaped for her from the shadows of the rafters above her. Without looking, Siaka casually drew both her revolvers from her armpit holsters, her large breasts squeezing together, the bobbing motion of them subdued as she slipped her gauntlets around the large openings of the knuckledusters enlayed into the grips of the custom thirty-eight caliber revolvers.
(used for the 'squeezing together' shape ;3)
The falling vampires above her had just about closed the distance to her, as she could hear them screaming:
"FRESH BLOOD!"
Saika whipped out the nickel plated pistols with a spinning flourish, and as the barrels tipped up for their second spin, were halted from Saika's thumbs upon the hammers. She adjusted, using the shadows below her of the dropping vampires as a guide, and thumbed back the hammers while keeping the pistols pointed up... The vampires in question got a good look of the wrong side of the guns pointed for them-
-as Saika's thumbs slide away from the hammers and she pulls the triggers simultaneously. Two loud pops from the revolvers, both guns barrels cycling back, the zig-zag pattern on the cylinder turning automatically from the recoil of the guns action, cycling the next chamber into position while the pair of lead, now alchemically transmuted to silver bullets as they traveled out the barrels of the gun, expelled from their respective muzzles. Their velocity dipping once the conversion from lead to silver was complete, the fast travelling bullets becoming slower to a degree from their newfound weight... before then striking both vampires' bodies! Saika resumed her pace and flourished her smoking pistols into another gunslinger like spin as both vampires crashed behind her bursting into blue flames and smoldering ash with a loud hiss and pop...
She spreads her arms out wide, glancing side to side, looking for shifts of movement in the shadows as she walked from the loading bay to the more exposed stock room. Crates and boxed piled on metal shelves, and the smell of blood was thicker in here, and the spaces between aisles were narrow and walled Saika in on both sides. "Hmm a clever place for an ambush..." she says, holstering her left hand gun, while reaching across her chest with her right hand, and fired a bullet into the shelves to her left. The bullet cracked, the cardboard box the bullet entered flew off and behind it, the ghoul of a worker recoiled! The zombie's brain splashed against the wall, and the body fell with a glowing blue light from the holy flames... Saika didn't have much time to deal with this problem so with her left hand now free, she reached down to her hip for a cylindrical grenade she had stashed onto her body. She took a step back sweeping her right hand gun for any other movement as she backed out of the doorway and into the loading bay again, while her left hand brought the grenade pin to her lips. Her pearly white teeth clamped down on the wire, and with a swift yank of her neck the pin was released! She tossed it deep into the storage room and spat the pin to the side, her hand, free again went for her holstered gun... when a vampire dropped down, and kicked the grenade back to her!
Saika's reflexes, on point, caught the grenade with ease. The vampire who was now charging at her and in her personal space felt it forced into his jaws as she jabbed it back! Taking three forceful steps forwards, she pushed him through the doorway, back into the store room, and then, planting her right foot on his chest, pushed him deep into the room! The beast, stunned flailed as he knocked over boxes and crates, other vampires quickly appearing and charging mindlessly for Saika. Saika, taking one large step back, right hand raised and level to the grenade in the vampire's mouth pulled the trigger. The bullet collided with the canister quickly, the can crushing inward, the built up pressure releasing early, rupturing the canister and upon exploding with that powerful force tore apart the vampire's head! The loud boom of the grenade shook the room violently, knocking over shelves and boxes. The contents, the smoke, instead of incrementally releasing instead expanded across the interior of the room completely and within moments! The stragglers who escaped the cloud of grey smoke had multiple glowing flames of blue pocketing their bodies as within the smoke billions of tiny silver filaments sprinkled throughout. Silver weakened monsters and demons, and it was silver now that burned and irritated the vampires within the room. Saika quickly dispatched the ones who lunged through the doorway with swift punches and kicks, and a single bullet to the heart.
Once finished, she slipped on a gas mask, and reentered the storage room. By the doorway, a vampire on their hands and knees, choking on the smoke with bulging red eyes writhed in pain. Without stopping, Saika dropped her gun arm while passing, and fired a .38 round into their skull- ashing them almost instantly.
"Seems to me they have been under feeding you lot... I almost pity you foul creatures..." says the Executioner, muffled albeit from her mask as the smoke begins to fade. Though meant for vampires and demons who were 'allergic' so to speak to the effects of silver, silver grains getting into the eyes or lungs of a mortal could be equally serious for other reasons. As she dispatched a pair of ghouls with her revolvers from a walking distance, a vampire hidden under a shelf lunged for her and caught her by surprise! A rough, clawed hand groped her left breast tightly, squeezing the supple flesh tight enough that his fingers sank deeply into the soft, malleable flesh. His other arm all the while, wrapped around her slender waist his hand falling across her crotch in a perverse and purposeful manner! His fetid breath upon her neck exhaled excitedly:
"A juicy little priestess! I'm going to fuck you wet and drain you dry!" He cackled, as Saika winced, his grip on her left breast and his fingers pressing between her pussy's lips made her groan into a husky, erotic moan that was also weak and surprised! She blushed as he tried to violate her through her suit, his tongue licking her cheek as he brings his yellow fangs into the white collar of her neck...
Saika felt the mark of his teeth as the fangs sank through the fabric of her outfit. The needle like protrusions touching the warm, silky flesh underneath that layer of protective fabric... when her eyes lit a brighter hue of violet! Her body sparked with a purple electricity that shimmered around her like a Tesla coil! The monster who sank its teeth into her and was attempting to fuck her was immediately assaulted by a jolt of stimulation aside from the stiff penis he already had! The fucker squeezed both hands impulsively and caused Saika to moan in spite of her anger! Her mask burned away from the bright light in the process of her static charge building around her body. The sensitive feeling of her left breast being fondled and her crotch being gripped so lewdly made her cry out in an erotic and disgusted blended shriek! The same electricity that flowed from her body lit him up like a White Light Festival Tree, his body glowing and his hairs stood on end! To him, it was as if he was biting down onto a live wire or had put his fangs into an open socket!
"Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzahaaaaaagrgha?!" the monster screamed before his stiff, over stimulated body fell back like a plank onto the concrete floor! Hands still in their awkward positions as he stared up at the blushing, angry slayer...
Her lidded gaze was tearful, her lips turned into a tight scowl or frown. "You sick...." She began, stepping onto his crotch with her six inch heel! "son-" she continued, grinding her heel painfully as she stabbed it down with her full weight! "-of a" the vampire unable to do anything but stare and feel as her heel sank into his groin with a crunch! "-BITCH!!!" Saika screams, all the static that flowed around her body vanished briefly...
KA-BANG!!
A purple bolt of lightning, seemingly from no where, descended from above Saika and crashed into the monster! He couldn't scream loud enough to be heard over that deafening roar of thunder! His body arcs with purple static and branches of violet light! The creature's jaw widened as he bursts into flame, his charred skeleton still writhing as the body spasms on the concrete surface! The arcs that flowed from the bolt climbed and spread through the nearby metal shelving and through wet and moist surfaces, electrifying everyone in the room, save Saika who stood there, wide eyed, breathing heavily, arms covering her breasts as she huffed and puffed over the charred skeletal remains...
"Hah...(gulp)...hah..." Siaka panted, feeling sweat roll down her neck as she huffed and puffed. The room smelled of burnt hair, melted plastic and overcooked flesh... She gulped again. "...Pervert." She breathed, holstering her guns and shivered with revulsion as she ambled her away from the corpse as more blue flames began to fan across the bodies of the fallen vampires. She was certain she killed everything in the storage room... but she could still hear movement from the catwalks above. Following the trail of blood up the metal stairs that were still zapping with electricity, she found the corpse of another vampire glued to the railing and falling apart upon her arrival. Pissed, she pushed the corpse off the railing, its brittle legs crunching as he fell apart like charcoal and fell twenty feet below into a black plume of ash and bone.
Her anger did not abate... she could feel herself becoming more vindictive after that little 'encounter'. The catwalk she crossed was now occupied by three others ahead of her. "Yep..." she says, beginning to charge them head on! "GONNA KILL ALL YOU FUCKERS!!" She spat, as she dodged a swipe, grappled the monster's arm, snapped it, swung her knee under their chin, her body electrified as she attacked causing the catwalk to arc with purple electricity that stunned the other two on the walkway! She roared as she slammed the monster's forehead against the railing, pulling out one of her kunai and stabbed them through the back, into their heart! The beast roared, bursting into flame as she spun off them, stabbing the next multiple times before round housing them to the side of their head, forcing them off the railing below where they burst to flames! The last she threw the kunai at, the blade embedding into their shoulder with branching sparks flowing from the rattling blade! The vampire held the weapon, hissing before feeling Saika's gauntlets slam into his face, chest, ribs, in a flurry of multiple, heavy punches! Stunned, and immobilized from the holy and electrified attacks, Saika grabbed their shoulders and vaulted on top of them! She squeezed her knees against the sides of their neck, her thick thighs squishing either side of their head. With a vicious twist of her hips, a sharp crack emanates from her thighs, the creature's neck snapped! She vaults off the burning, 'purified' creature, and rolls into a low crouch, before sprinting towards the other end of the catwalk.
Bullets... bullets whizzed past her head as she climbed the small stairway towards the vampire with a bloodied machine pistol in hand! Her eyes gleaming like daggers rattled him, her supernatural, flickering speed leaving afterimages as she traveled up to him! Her fierce, cold, purple eyes met his directly and he felt fear creep into his immortal soul... She disarmed him of his weapon with swipe of her left hand against his wrist, while her opposite hand struck the same shoulder which held the pistol, hitting the pressure point and causing the arm to dip unnaturally!
"WHAT?!" The vampire screamed, the feeling in his right arm lost, the gun flying away from his hands! The woman who was face to face with him now with cruel eyes slamming her head against his! He swung out with his left hand in a clawing swipe while his head ached and body stumbled back, but the woman dodged and grabbed the arm, bending it unnaturally, with a snap before drawing a thin, rapier like blade from her thigh and stabbed him through the chest!
"Kasō Shikiten!!" Saika screamed, her voice loud and bellowing, the ancient Beijionese flowing from her lips seem to have added power as the small, thin blade protruding from the vampire's chest glowed with Beijionese script in a golden light... that quickly became red as flame! The vampire, shrieked as fire consumed his broken body, and he flailed helplessly around the manager's office! "Ackh ACKKKH AAAAAAHhhhhhhhhhh!!" He screamed, lunging through the observation window, falling into a ball of flame that quickly became blue and holy before the corpse ashed onto the floor 20 feet below...
She stood there, in the middle of the room and began to calm down. Listening for any other signs of movement, she turned and produced three more kokken she had just used on the vampire... and spots the man, bleeding out, huddled in the corner. A handsome, but dying young man with sweaty bangs clinging to his forehead. His brown eyes locked with hers, his hand around his neck where the vampire had drawn his blood. She knew who he was before spotting the name tag 'Charlie S.' on his shirt. "You must be Charles...I'm impressed." She says in a cooing, soothing tone. She could tell from the quick glance, the man was in agony and had little time left to live unfortunately. It was amazing he was alive now with the large, vertical holes in his throat...
"Please, just Charlie..." the man weakly stated, cupping his grievous wound... there were multiple bites all over his body. "Charles.. (cough) makes me sound old..." He continued. "A few more seconds... and I've been a prune."
Saika smiled warmly. "Charlie then," She says in a cool tone. "How did they break out of containment?" She asked, her heels clicking upon the wooden tiled floor over to him. She knelt beside him, her pleasant aura and scent wafting over him, while her swaying and bobbing assets flapped beside his head.
Charlie looked at her with a surprised look, before faintly smiling. "...Austen got too close to one of the shipping pods, killed him... and unlocked the others. How'd you find out?"
"The collars... they're meant for containment or slavery." She answered. "Why?"
"...shipment to a Trading Company, they're... subjects who encountered the vampire Millarc... she, she didn't convert them fully. Turned them into those things." Charlie explained. "I guess... that means I'll be turning into one too..." He chuckled weakly.
She frowned. "Afraid not..."
"Huh?"
"The vampires here are lesser vampires, the kind that will die when exposed to direct sun light. Lesser vampires, especially ones who have been in containment for several months... they develop a venom of sorts in their mouths that spreads through the body of the victims they do not drain to death," she explained, pointing to his heart gently. "Once the venom reaches your heart and your brain... you become what is known as a ghoul. A mindless zombie that will eat any living creature they see." She explained sadly to which he blinked.
"Wow... that sucks."
There is an awkward silence between them, and then the pair chuckle gently. He then noticed the blood on her collar. "You were bit too..."
Saika turned her head to the wound where the perverted monster had bit her. "Looks like it."
"So... I guess we-"
She turned to him and smiled sadly. "-nope. Just you. I was born differently than you. I would love to tell you about it handsome, but... 'fraid we don't have much time left..." she says with a sad tone, reaching up and cupping his sweating face with her left hand, gently stroking his cheek. "I could save you from turning into a ghoul... but it would be for naught. My healing abilities cannot restore the blood you lost... you probably have only a handful of minutes left before you'll fade away. All I can do for you now is end your suffering as gently as I can... if you wish it Charlie." Saika coos.
"Lucky me... yaay..." He looked dazed. "I don't want to die... nor turn into one of those things... I'm in so much pain as it is... several levels emotional... physical..." Charlie says, feeling tears well up.
"I... have a technique, but I can adapt it to make it so you feel as little pain as possible. You'll not turn into a ghoul either as a result." She explained. "But first... where is the containment room? I need to purge the filth from this warehouse Charlie... I need your help to do it." She gasped, her voice sounding...aroused as she blushed, caressing his cheek.
Charlie's eyes fluttered. "....my key. Take it to the lift, it'll take you down... to the lower levels." he says, reaching for the key when she grabbed his hand with her free hand. He looked at her and she was smiling, her heavy lidded gaze fixed deeply onto his big brown eyes...
"...whats your na-" he asked but was cut off by Saika's plush, pink lips. The kiss was intimate... deep... and he closed his eyes and couldn't help but get into it. He could feel her tongue upon his... unaware of the warm green light flowing through his veins.
Saika's chi flowed through Charlie's veins, halting the flow of blood to his heart as his body began to glow with her chi. The man's eyelids fluttered as he felt dizzy, his vision blurring and then darkening...
Saika's soft lips peeled gently off Charlies, his eyes lacking the little spark of life he had left. She hovered in front of his face with a frown. "Saika Busujima... its a shame Charlie, you were a wonderful kisser. Sleep well." She says, her hand pulling away his bangs gently before she closed his eyes.
She checked his shirt pocket and yanked out the yellow key card stained red with blood, before standing up. Saika sighed at such a waste of life. He was cute, and if things were different...
She shrugged, turning to the door leading back out to the catwalk she had yet to venture onto. "Time to finish the job, down to the last impure soul." she says to herself, taking a moment to reload more .38 rounds into the spent chambers of her revolvers, snapping the barrels back into place with a flick of her wrists and a fancy flourish. She left Charlie behind, opening the door to the catwalk and continued her swaying, sexy gait out. She could see another flight of steps leading up to the lift Charlie spoke of, and when she reached the door noticed the card reader. "Hm. Only produce indeed..." She says with a roll of her pretty eyes, sliding Charlie's card through the slot. The box buzzed and the doors slid open. Upon entering, she noticed there were no buttons inside. "Seems like this thing only goes up or down..."
The doors sealed and the lift dropped. Unsure how far down it went, Saika wondered if the building would collapse should she destroy the source. She supposed if it did, it would be no loss for her, as it was the Church of Hazoria would have to investigate this matter further and the other workers she met apprehended and questioned in a manner most severely. That wasn't her job.
Once the door reached a stop, the doors slowly peeled back and Saika exited with guns raised, sweeping as she looked around. The room was dark, smelled of human filth, the lights above flickering and sparking, showing glimpses of blood and gore and multiple... hundreds of kennels. "Well... a dozen huh? My ass.." she says to herself. She could sense eyes upon her, but they were weary... fearful. Angry. They knew what she was capable of, could feel her heart beating as she descended down to their level. Their brethren topside had died from her hands. "Hazoria, your blade of light is bright... your arrow true and swift, your judgment final." She began the rites, holstering her right hand's gun and yanking a round bottle of holy water from her hip. The water within began to emanate a gentle, golden glow. She could hear skittering movement throughout the shadows surrounding her. She raised the glass above her head, the dim glow becoming brighter as she continued. "Like the Leprechaun, Father Callahan said, 'May you find your Tower... and breach it, and may you climb to the top!' in the matter of Count Despar, may you lot find the same as I, Her holy weapon, smite thee and return you to soil were you belong!"
The glowing orb of holy water grew brighter, illuminating the creatures... the hundreds of crawling creatures with glowing red eyes that drew closer... and closer! "In Her name, the War Goddess of Light, Hazoria, I expel thee!" She exclaimed, the hundreds of hands surrounding her curvy form twitching as she smashed the glass down! An explosion of holy magic cast the room entirely in a bright, golden light! Bright as the sun itself! The creatures recoiled in pain, covering their eyes with a shrieking howl that was like tornado's wail that swirled throughout the large, echoing chamber!
It was quickly followed by several blasts from her handguns, the reports drowned in the deafening wail of the undead! Saika's body flickering through the glow of Hazoria, weaving between the crowd of vampires, her sexy body delivering punishment as she fought the enemy head on! Though hard to make out, the water from the flask had lifted from the floor, taking shape as a long, thin whip that was cutting through the vampires with Saika's movements. Saika's expert manipulation of the water meant as it swept through the vampires, it split flesh and bone with ease! Blood sprayed around Saika, and the blue flames of 'purified' vampires began to grow to a large bonfire of azure.
The water coiled and snaked through their numbers, Saika cutting them down with her gun fu all the while...
After 20 minutes, the men outside could no longer hear gunfire or thunder... the elder looked down and then back to the smoldering entrance to the warehouse. "Well... she can't be dead, or those things would be out already..." He sighed.
"Unless they're still eating her." Another worker said.
"I doubt it..."
"By the bloomin' twelve..." Someone said, shocked, cigarette dropping from his lips as he stood up. Everyone stood up, and raised a commotion as they looked to the warehouse in unison...
The Priestess appeared, looking fine as wine and body jiggling as she sashayed her way back to them. Her cold gaze was fixated on the elder's face, and the men waited for her verdict.
"Well?" The elder coughed, Saika standing beside her bag, slowly removing her gauntlets and letting them plop onto the bag. Crimson fluid sloshed off her shiny gloves upon removing them. "...is it over?" The elder continued.
Saika turned to the man, raising a small box in her right hand and pushed a button. A distant boom, followed by a small tremor beneath their feet shook everyone to their core. The old man tried to regain his balance before suddenly receiving a fist to his face!
"Ughh!!" The elder fell back, and the other men went to his aid.
Saika was angry, blushing, and her hand still balled into a shaking fist as he looked up at her.
"Now it's over, you lying son of a bitch!" She spat, and looked at every one of them. "...I found the containment chamber, the source of the malignancy has been purged with holy light and fire. No thanks to you. Playing with the lives of the turned? What were you thinking?! As I said, if Charlie... if he hadn't locked that warehouse down, Danton would have been a necropolis!" Saika bellowed, sounding annoyed. "I should slay every single one of you for this sin..."
The men looked at one another, and then defensively towards her. Before any of them could make a statement, Saika spoke up again.
"Who is the Trading Company you were dealing with? Where are they based?"
"Ouch... you were not kidding about your body being a weapon..." The elder rubbed his face, looking up at her fierce eyes.
"Answer me!" She demanded.
The elder bowed his head. "Lady Priestess... I am deeply ashamed to have lied to you. However, the information you ask I cannot easily give... we don't know their name. They go by that phrase 'The Trading Company', we don't know who or where they are. They offered us a job, to smuggle their vampires and they'd come to pick them up at the specified time. Why they need them, and what do they do to them? Who knows... Our little outfit needed the money, we weren't going to just up and leave this place! This land is ours, this city is ours... not the demons nor the mysterious figure who arrived intent to wipe us all out!" He shouted.
Saika looked at him evenly. "This city was almost engulfed by the evil and unclean thanks to your hands. You would have sewn destruction to your fellow man had I not intervened. You should all be ashamed, you should all be executed for your careless behavior, putting the town at risk!!" She spat. "Pride for your land is one thing.... but once that land is stained in blood and littered with corpses, it becomes tainted and a blight that can only be purged with fire... sometimes, even that isn't enough. Some places remain tainted forever."
The group of men didn't know what to say. The elder simply bowed his head and closed his eyes.
"What... now?" Asked one of the workers, worriedly.
Saika turned to the individual, and blinked. "Now, you'll gather your dead. Bury Charlie. Then, you'll wait for the Church to send someone to collect you and interrogate you further. Don't bother running away, we will find you." She says threateningly before collecting her things. "That is my payment for this farce." She says, zipping up the bag and stood up abruptly, her breasts bobbing again. She turned away from them with disgust, as they silently began to shuffle towards the warehouse. She felt angry... and sad. Sad that such things like this still were happening in this world. She was near the Amaine forest as well of all things, speaking of taint. The voice of Hiyori creeping into her brain the past two years, her ancestor Hiyori Busujima beckoning her to enter the woods, to head back to Beijio. To find Saeko, her younger sister... it got stronger when she was nearby.
She looked over to the direction of the forest, the treeline expanding the horizon in deep green... and then, she noticed it. A black cloud... thick and moving towards Danton. It wasn't a cloud... it was birds. Thousands of them.
Hurry.... you don't have much time. You can save them. Hiyori's voice echoed in her mind. Saika blinked, and thought it was her fringed nerves again. When she could also smell the sulfur, taste it thick in her mouth however, she looked back at the birds. Her eyes became heavy lidded, and her face contorting to a look of hatred. "...a demon. A powerful, noble demon." She says under her breath, gripping her bag's strap tightly. She began heading the direction of the woods.
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Re: The Boden Warehouse 'Exorcism'
Seras Tamer Tue Sep 14, 2021 7:25 pm
"It seems the aspersion has been purified here..." Seras Tamer says, her blue silk tabard blowing in the wind, her curvy rump in the skin tight orange bodysuit revealing itself briefly as she stood there, both hands on her Scardian quadrelle. She knew that Priestess Saika had eliminated the threat... but the trouble was finding the said maiden now...
The former Shadow Tamer closed her eyes, and could sense other presences in the city... two of them, being old 'comrades', looking through the eyes of beasts... and then she could sense something darker... in the park. She reopened her crimson gaze, the twin lightning bolt tattoos on her cheeks appeared briefly, before fading once more. "Hmm... a dark beast has reared its head among the populace... this warrants further investigation." She cooed, and began making her way towards the park...
The former Shadow Tamer closed her eyes, and could sense other presences in the city... two of them, being old 'comrades', looking through the eyes of beasts... and then she could sense something darker... in the park. She reopened her crimson gaze, the twin lightning bolt tattoos on her cheeks appeared briefly, before fading once more. "Hmm... a dark beast has reared its head among the populace... this warrants further investigation." She cooed, and began making her way towards the park...
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