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Clash of Realms	By : RaphaelTMNT Category: -Misc Anime > Crossovers Views: 3294 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Clash of Realms
CHP43: Disclosing Details

All together they arrived on scene and the atmosphere very foggy as they walked along with Batman out front and leading the way. Behind him were Selene, Zatanna, Kokoa and Cyborg who all stayed close as they moved through the open pasture /cemetery. It was only after a few minutes of searching that they stumbled upon it atop a hill, tall and on its own.
"There it is," Batman said with conviction.
Stepping aside, the dark knight allowed Zatanna to move in ahead of him in front of the tomb. With her eyes closed and hands over the stone, magical energy appeared around her hands and moments later came a rumbling sound and the lawn beneath their feet shaking. Everyone however upheld their composures as seconds later Zee's eyes opened but her eyeballs a bright and glowing blue and next she began speaking, but words they couldn't understood. The shaking foundation persisted and at a much higher force than before causing some to lose their footing but all keeping upright. This elongated for a little while longer and little by little the shaking began to slow and before long it came to a stop and Zatanna's eyes returning to normal. In front of the tomb a section of concrete slid out of place, revealing an underground stairwell.
"Good work," Batman walked forward and positioned himself next to Zatanna. "You lead the way."
The powerful magician nodded.
"Great call, I disabled the main seals but there's sure to be more surprises awaiting us inside."
"Right," the caped crusader agreed. "We must stay vigilant."
He looked back to the others, all of which had a full understanding and without further discussion they were on their way in and did so carefully. Kokoa was especially excited to see just what sort of information they'd come by and Selene felt likewise. They were born pure vampires and to be in a position to gain and learn about the greatest of their species to live was a treat. As they made their way further into the underground lair/tomb it became darker and darker.
"Gnitaolf snretnal," Zatnanna spoke as floating lanterns appeared around them and following.
They moved along with caution, and it didn't take before they were met by built in hazards. Someone must have stepped over something, as then came a buzzing sound and poisonous darts darting at them from both sides of the walls. Zatanna reacted just fast enough to stop the projectiles with her backwards magic, as she had also raised a magical shield over the entire group.
The lot of them watched the projectiles plummet to the ground while Zee dropped her arms downward sharply. And with the shield again lowered the group continued on with the magician still leading the way.
"It's so roomy," Kokoa looked around. "I was expecting something smaller and condensed."
"This is Alucard we're talking about, of course it'd be much larger," Selene replied.
Further and further in, they turned a corner and just as they came up on split hall with two possible routes, Batman extended an arm out in front of Zatanna and stopping her.
"What?" she asked.
The Caped Crusader quietly moved on ahead of her.
"Do you hear it, the circulation of excessive air? It's coming from this side," Batman pointed to the left side of the hall.
"Sorry," Zatanna shook her head. "I don't hear anything."
Cyborg took the initiative performing a scan of both halls as his right arm reshaped and a bright green light starting with the right side which turned up nothing and then to the left which was an totally different result.
"There's definitely something down that hall," Victor nodded with confirmation.
With a batarang unleashed from his belt he chucked it down the left hall, and arrows whizzed from out of nowhere and flames covering the entire hall and a portion of the ground crumbling and beneath it was a pit of spikes. Lasers beams also shot from out of the walls. The flames shut off after nearly a minute and so too did the rest of the ruckus.
"That's where we need to go," Batman said without a doubt.
Kokoa bit over her tongue and gulped, pondering just what else might be ahead.
"Get close to me," Zatanna looked to everyone within the group. "All of you."
Each did as she instructed. And again the magician used her power as a magical ball/ barricade shaped around all of them and next thing they knew they were floating through the air. Zatanna guided them through left hall as the flames and lasers again shot out of nowhere, but they were protected. Eventually they made it through and turning the corner, and once she deemed it safe enough she disposed of the magical barrier. Again she led the way, and Selene looking around and taking time to really appreciate the build and construct of the underground tomb. From that point they were no longer faced with any disturbances as they came up on a door. It was covered in dust as Zatanna ran her hand over it and her eyes closed for a moment.
"Another magical lock, if there's something to be found it is on the other side of this door."
Doing what she did best, Zatanna disabled the locks as the door slowly opened with a cracking sound. Zatara was the first in but it was so dark that they could barely see a thing, and with the use of her magic once more, added lanterns appeared in addition to floating candles. The entire space was filled with light and it was quite a sight to behold. There were shelves of books, tables and all sorts of other antiques which included jewelry, clocks, a chest box, mirrors. In addition to those things were also weapons, maps of the yokai realm pasted over the walls.
"Would you look at all this stuff," Kokoa ventured off on her own.
Others within the group had also done the same and much like the entrance door the inside was crawling with dust and there were cobwebs no matter which direction they looked. Selene went straight for the bookshelves and looking through them, most of which were either written in Latin, Japanese or Greek, all of which she was capable of reading. Zatanna stood at the center of the room while Cyborg walked around and performing scans of the entire area. The red haired vampire somewhat skipped around feeling like a little girl in a candy shop, taking hold of a dagger that was nearly four hundred years old and holding it before looking to a dresser with wear and tear. For minutes this is how things were, each of them scouring the area and searching for anything that looked like it held importance.
"Here, I think I might have found something," Zatanna called out and Batman the first to her side.
"What is it?"
She was over a knee and situated in front of an open trunk/box. And inside the box were writings, well organized with a feather to the side and a closed jar of ink. Cyborg and the others quickly made their way in that direction and standing over her. The pages were well kept well and neat, stacked over one another, but some of the words and lettering very faded.
"Wait you don't think that those were written by…"
"Alucard?" Batman cut Kokoa off as he too took a knee beside Zatanna. "It's possible."
"But is it readable?" Cyborg leaned in, with Selene thinking the same.
All the dust around caused Zatanna to sneeze as she then stood and taking a good look around the entire room.
"We've got our work cut out for us inspecting all this stuff, but why do it here when we can do it someplace far more comforting."
"Huh?" Kokoa looked to her.
With the perfect idea in mind and the textbook spell, Zatanna transported the entire group and all the items inside the tomb to another location in just a couple words. Kokoa jumped at the immediate change in location. The surrounding was much like a library, but a massive one for that matter with countless bookshelves that were over fifteen feet in height and filled with books. There were a couple windows throughout and skylights and the air so much fresher. Not only had all of them been relocated but so too were all the items within the tomb, and Zatanna using her magic to neatly arrange everything on one side of the room.
"Where are we?" Kokoa looked around.
"My place," Zatanna answered with a smile. "This quarters is where I do all my studying and sharpen my skills and spells."
Selene took a couple steps and looking all around.
"Don't tell me, are all those books…"
"Containing magic spells," Zatanna cut the purple haired vampire off with the nod of her head. "Indeed it is. The starters section is over that way, then the mid-level stuff in that section, followed by the high level, then the most powerful stuff that only the most skilled and powerful wizards can yield over that way. And then there's that section, forbidden magic and I have access to it all."
Zatanna pointed out each separate section and the vampire could hardly believe her eyes. There must have been millions of books in the room, and most of which containing powerful magic and spells. She hadn't any idea that so much of it existed, it was really quite the scene.
"Let's get to work," Batman looked to the trunk/box and then back at Zatanna. "Can you get those writings readable?"
"Who do you think I am, I can do that and then some. I'll also be able to determine who wrote them."
"Good and while you do that the rest of us will look through the rest of this stuff and see if there isn't anything else of significance," Batman responded.
In the snap of a finger a Grimoire in addition to a floating magic ball appeared in front of Zatanna. Both items were slowly lowered over a table off to the side of her. Next she levitated all the loose written pages from the trunk with just raising her arm as all floated through the air.
"Batman, check. Think I might have something else," Cyborg opened the top drawer to one of the antiques and inside was a book covered in dust and web.
He carefully opened it as Batman came in beside him and there was writing inside. It was written in Latin, just as most the pages recovered from the trunk and the handwriting was very similar if not identical to what was on all the loose pages. The book was handed to Batman who slowly flipped through what was at least three hundred pages and all of which filled with writing except for the last few pages.
"Zee," Batman closed the book. "We'll need your assist with this one as well."
Kingdom of Uanora
"Speak of the devil," Kiyoko Ito breezed into the office in a dark orange dress.
Following the kitsune queen was Kotori Chiemi, major general of Uanora's military and close friend to Kiyoko. Department. The green haired man smiled at both women.
"Good afternoon, lady Kiyoko."
"Hello, Mr. Wilhelm," she nodded. "I need you to finish organizing the rotation for preliminaries."
"Already on it, your highness. Did I hear right that the tournament has been delayed by two months from the original set date? Wonder what was behind the thought process in that decision," Wilhelm smirked as he looked passed his queen and to the other beside her. "Does my adorable major have plans for this Friday?"
In a silent grown Kotori bit down over her tongue, and looking to Kiyoko from the corner of her eye. Was he really doing this now, flirting with her in front of their queen?! She expected a reaction out of Kiyoko but surprisingly the kitsune queen said nothing.
"We need the lineup finalized before the generals meeting, sir."
"Don't worry so much, my lady. Consider it done," his smirk remained as he again looked straight at Kotori. "Friday?"
Kiyoko coughed aloud and gaining his attention.
"Your signature first, please. This is your unit and responsibility."
Wilhelm sighed but took the forms from her, reaching for one of her pens. Once the queen was sure he'd signed the forms, Kotori gave him a small smile.
"I'm spending Friday working on shuffling new trainees into the lineup. Each will go into basic training and then will be properly placed in separate units afterwards, depending their strengths."
He wrinkled his nose at her and shrugged.
"No real plans then. Same old, same old. You work far too hard, and too much."
It was a common complaint from him in regards to her schedule. He seemed to believe that her days should be spent in far more idleness than was practical. Of course, if she spent her days lazing around, flirting, and drinking, nothing around the palace would get done.
"There. See how diligent I am in your service?" Wilhelm handed her back the forms. "Here. I'll have everything else wrapped up in a jiffy."
He placed a card atop the stacks and winking right at Kotori.
"Sir?"
"You'll need a dress for Friday night since you're coming with me. And shoes probably, and one of those little shawl things that can't possibly keep you warm. Oh and maybe a long blue bow, you always look so cute in those things."
Kotori froze. Friday evening, her entire schedule was filled from top to bottom. Despite being the major, she'd never been put in a position to look over newbies. Of course, she had started training when she was just six. But it wasn't just that, she too had to deal with her share of paperwork and it was far from being the thing she enjoyed most about her position.
"I'll pick you up at seven-thirty, and being your prompt self, I'm sure you'll be ready," he considered her with a warm look in his eyes. "In fact, you should take tomorrow off, so you can get your shopping done. My diligent major works too hard as it is."
She gaped at him a moment before recovering and the queen letting out a quiet chuckle as she stepped away from the major.
"I'll leave you two alone now, I've finished what I needed to here."
The queen waved with her back to them as she exited and Kotori's face a bright red from embarrassment.
"You're an idiot, in front of Lady Ito… really?! Mister. Wilhelm, there is far too much that needs to be done before the tournament event kicks off. I shouldn't have any trouble getting all of the necessary shopping done Thursday, I suppose."
"Nonsense. We both know that you are routinely a week ahead in the paperwork. One day off is not going throw you too badly off schedule." Wilhelm held her gaze. "I also know that you hate shopping, and it will take you twice as long as you plan to find anything."
"Whatever. Is there anything else?"
"Not today. Trufant and I have an early dinner with Margarethe. I'll see you Friday at seven-thirty."
With that, she swept out of his office. Kotori walked down the hall and once she was far enough she let out a sigh. That man was the most frustrating, irritating, thoughtful, irresponsible, caring person she had ever met. And that was her problem. Over the years she had gone from being annoyed with him for flirting with her to being annoyed that he didn't really mean it when he flirted. It was clear from most of his behavior that he still thought of her as the young girl that he had taught, and she wanted him to see the woman she had become. He did the same with lots of other gals, and somehow she fancied him, despite this.
Hiklorhan
It was nearly nine by the time Bloodriver Akasha finished with the stacks of requests and finalizing future meetings. She carefully stretched before rising from her chair to start closing up the office. It was nearly an hour after that the Dark Lord returned to her castle, but there was curry simmering in a crock-pot in the massive kitchen where her maidens and cooks worked. She checked in with most of her staff, sending a handful home for the night. Afterwards she treated herself to a hot bath filled with plant herbs, silently humming and singing to herself. Following such a long and exhausting day in the office, this was more than refreshing. The night was far from over however as at the conclusion of the bath she headed for the dressing room on the sixth floor.
Much like others within the realm, she too and her firm were also prepping for the impending fiesta and the upcoming GWX tournament, which would serve as the main event. Akasha felt like she was in over her head. She loved playing dress-up, but currently she was at a loss where to even begin looking for what she needed. Of course, it would help if she knew what she wanted in a dress, something else that she didn't know, for the event in particular. Normally, she'd call upon the talents of the Assistant Department Head of the Threads District, Jun Kou, for this sort of thing. Jun had impeccable fashion sense and very much enjoyed picking out clothing for the proper occasion. However, Jun was currently on vacation, leaving Akasha on her own.
Breathing out, she raked through another rack of dresses. Why were all of these cut so she wouldn't be able to bend over without popping out of them? Akasha didn't mind showing a little skin, but most of these seemed more like aprons than actual dresses.
"Lady Akasha, is that you?"
She turned to find a woman standing at 5'9, with red eyes and slit pupils, shoulder length blond hair with streaks of red and blue. She was dressed in black boots, gray leggings and white blouse.
"Lailay!" Akasha said happily, raising in that direction and wrapping her arms around the vampire.
She was a member of the Asagao three and it's schematic leader who led them on and off the battlefield.
"Lailay, where have you been?! It seems like I haven't seen you in forever, where is Miukei?"
"Dunno, last I remember she was still in Vindellorien. My stay was cut short, had a personal matter to deal with. That's quite a surprise to find you haven't heard from her since our travels, but she's a big girl and will turn up whenever. She's always been such an explorer."
"You aren't wrong about that," Akasha smiled.
The vampire sighed as she moved in on her master.
"It is so very good to see you again. What has been going on here lately? I've been hearing all sorts of rumors about a split between you and Colton. Is it true?"
Akasha sighed; she'd hoped that the mess wasn't that well known, but that was strictly wishful thinking. The entire realm knew all about that.
"It's a long story. A lot has changed since you were last here and I mean a lot. I'd give you all the details, but I have to find something to wear for the conference tomorrow, and I am so lost. There's also the tournament event coming up and I want to look my absolute best in front of the masses. If I can't find anything here, then I'll just have my fashion designers whip up something nice. But yes, it is true. There were very many reasons to why the decision, mostly I was blinded to the many truths. One incident altered everything and I guess what they say about love changing a person is true."
Lailay dropped a hand over her mouth.
"Don't tell me, is it Shuzen? You've decided to get back with him?!"
"Uhm no," Akasha's eyes looked to the ground and her cheeks visibly pink. "It… it's someone else."
"Oh," Lailay's brows jumped. "Well now you've got me interested. Whoever he is, I'm sure he must be something if you went through all the trouble of cutting tides with Colt. Fine, I'll help you find the perfect dress, and tell you a little about what I've been up to and you the same," Lailay grinned. "I want to know who the lucky guy is. Do you have a color in mind?"
"Green, blue, black or purple. Preferably black or blue."
Lailay nodded as from there they went right into searching what was pretty much a clothing joint inside the castle, with thousands of options of dresses to choose from.
"I'll go first. There was a small disturbance in the Ucernaunt village, a nice little place I've passed through more than I can count throughout the years. It started when Mariana Kohiki of a neighboring land caught heat with Gustavo Ouhall. Gustavo is chief of Ucernaunt. Well, I'm sure things actually were in motion before then, the bad blood between both lands. Mariana and followers of hers attacked the village during their sleep and set fire to the village. They managed to put out the fires before any huge damage was done. Hmm. Go try this one on." Lailay held out a hanger with a dress over it.
"This Ucernaunt, is it of the Waniguchi tribe?" Akasha asked
"Yes. And Mariana was creating much deception between the tribe leaders and citizens."
Akasha popped her head out of the dressing room, still listening.
"This one is not going to work. I feel like it's going to fall off my shoulders every time I move."
"Stay right there, I'll look for something that isn't strapless. So, you probably want to know what happened to Mariana once they realized she was the culprit. That's really where things got ugly and I received a letter from a black raven, sent by an old friend."
"Yes, please do tell," Akasha said delightedly.
XXX
The succubus puttered around her apartment, dealing with any mess the week had caused. Once her temporary home matched her expectations of neatness, Kurono Kurumu gathered up her portfolio. After warming up with scales and a few poses in the mirror, Kurumu turned to the sofa. A little while later she set aside her routine practice to fix a quick lunch before returning to her spot in front of the mirror.
Through this entire process Kurumu discovered another hidden talent aside from her physical appearance and that being her voice. Others had already complimented the way she sung, which she had done so at the bar just down the block the night before onstage by the request of her mother. That was so like Ageha. It wasn't that Kurumu didn't like to sing, but the thought of working with professional singers and what not on a regular basis had made her hesitant to perform in public. Still this was a fairly simple song, and Kurumu soon found herself singing along with the accompaniment she was playing.
It was with a sigh that she finally shut off the music playing from the stereo system. She couldn't put off getting ready for the audition any longer. After a quick shower, Kurumu fussed with her hair, twisting it up into a sleek chignon, before slipping into her underthings and sliding on a red dress. She smiled at her reflection before applying her make up. The seed pearl necklace and earrings were dug out of her mother's jewelry box leaving her only to collect her purse and wrap and put on her boots. She still had fifteen minutes before her mother was supposed to show, and she was always late. In just a couple minutes the doorbell rang and startling her. Kurumu hadn't been expecting Ageha for at least another ten minutes.
"You're late, mother."
"Kurumu-chan, you wound me. We'll still get there on time," Ageha took in her outfit and held out a hand. "You look lovely. My little pumpkin isn't short for talent?"
Ageha squeezed and pinched at Kurumu's right cheek, who just as quickly slapped it away.
"I'm not a child anymore, I'm a grown woman. Stop with the pumpkin stuff!" Kurumu said, irritated.
"Oh please, whatever. Let's be off."
It was a brief drive to the hotel where the auditions were being held. Kurumu felt a stirring of butterflies in her stomach. Her mother reached over and squeezed her hand.
"You'll do just fine, Kurumu-chan. You're more than ready for this. Besides," she beamed at her, "I finally have an excuse to get a dance out of you while you sing."
Kurumu blushed and sighed. It was both frustrating and comforting at the same time. Ever the inspiration, she helped her out of the car once they arrived, turning the keys over to a valet, and both headed inside. She did her best to hide her awe at the ballroom. It was certainly fancier than most the venues she attended, previous to that.
Ageha steered them towards a table where two persons sat, the head of the judges department, were already seated. Both offered her warm smiles. This is also where Kurumu signed herself in at the desk. Her mother went off to get them drinks, and Kurumu was left alone with the two head judges of the event. The butterflies in her stomach decided to jump up and down as she took deep breathes to calm herself.
"Don't worry so much, Kurumu. You'll do just fine," she quietly assured herself.
XXX
The witch sighed as she worked her way through another form. It took time, but after a long hour or so her desk was finally visible again. It was a rewarding feeling, especially considering all the work she'd been putting in. She asked him not to go easy on her and she kept assuring him that she wanted the whole load but by now she was somewhat regretting it. The young assistant witch had been moved all over and aiding in various departments and today it was the musical section that she'd been assigned to assist. They were the emperor's own personal band of musicians and performed at most notable yokai events. The entire time one thought popping up in her head and that being about Eris. How did the Valkyrie do it, she wondered?
But in the few days that she started as Apollo's personal secretary of sorts she'd done an exceeding well job and so he added to it. This was in part why Ruby had been upgraded to the assistant director for the day. Others wouldn't have been so fond of it, but Ruby didn't mind at all the moving around between departments. She stayed on top of everything, finishing every task with much rapidity. It was out of the blue but within the past day she received a call from a close friend and someone she held dear, Kurono Kurumu. The succubi's current struggle with her modeling career was putting emotion into it, according to her latest critic. She could do that. She had been doing that and it was negativity such as that which really held her back. It was frustrating. Especially since the one certain way of getting emotion into a mien left her own emotions in a muddle. All she had to do was keep her doubters in mind, and some sort of emotion would stem off her whenever she was onstage.
The phone conversation between them seemed to last for over an hour and Ruby constantly gave her support and told Kurumu to hold her head up high, believe in herself and there was no way she'd fail. On her own and out of the room she walked the halls of Apollo's estate, halfway worn out but satisfied with her duties completed. The witch redressed into something far more formal as she journeyed downward and to the first floor and into a massive auditorium where the gala was set to take place. In fact it appeared to already be in full swing upon her arrival as she entered the room that was filled with guests. There was a group in particular that she eyed, who were of Apollo's staff and had welcomed her with open arms. She joined in on their conversation which was all over the place, and one out of the group provided them all with cold beverages.
The group stood around and talked for a while just as dinner was finally announced, Ruby found that their table had been joined by several of the contributors. Chunsui and Yuma kept the conversation flowing as the courses were served, both servants to the estate of Apollo and Ruby could see why her current boss had ended up with his position and with so much respect. Everyone had nothing but good things to say about the harbinger and how they were treated during work hours. Apollo was perfectly charming and engaging, easily keeping every one entertained whenever he was around. Ruby found that she felt the same way about him, just as the others did.
And once they had finished feasting, then came the dancing and more conversation. Ruby danced her first dance with some unknown before being passed on to another and then another. After that, the witch found herself making a circuit of her fellow assistant department heads and even some of their contributors. It took some doing, but she finally managed to extract herself from the dance floor to collect a drink and rest her feet. Ruby tucked herself in a sparely populated corner with a glass of lemonade. It wasn't long before someone joined her. He stood at 6'0, averagely build with deep blue eyes and waist long, platinum blond hair tied in a low tail while two lengthy strands made their way down both sides of his chest. He donned brown, sleeveless tunic reaching his knees, tied with a golden tassel at the waist underneath a deep red open robe with arcane runes embroiled in black in a designed manner.
"Enjoying your first fundraising gala? I was bored to tears at mine," he smiled at her as he approached with a cane in hand.
She didn't know if he was cracking a joke or being serious, but either way she laughed.
"It's not that bad, emperor," Ruby grinned. "I've been through similar assisting Tsukune."
"I would imagine," Apollo sighed. "How have you liked it thus far, it hasn't been too much work has it? At any point that you feel you're being overcome by too much, alert I and or my staff and..."
"No sir," Ruby shook her head happily. "Everything is wonderful."
Her gaze fell over the ground for a moment as she fiddled with her fingers, and Apollo especially looking into her eyes though she didn't look his way.
"Does working with and assisting the head chairman at yokai academy make you happy?"
The question was not just out of nowhere but one she saw coming as her eyes popped opened. Ruby looked up at him as he did the same back.
"Yes," the answer was immediate. "Why do you ask?"
"Good to know. No reason then out of curiosity why you requested to be here and at my side instead of in the academy where you're to most comfortable. It is after all an environment you've grown so accustomed to. Was this really your decision, or did young Aono put you up to it?"
"No sir, this was my choice. I just wanted to, ah…"
The witch completely froze as she bit down over her tongue. She just didn't have the words to articulate what she really wanted to say, or maybe it was that she was too nervous. This was probably common with him, seeing fellow citizens of the realm freeze up in front of him for whatever reason. Instead she had something else in mind as she refocused her thoughts. Her feet were somewhat sore and as too were her legs, but still Ruby felt she had enough in them for one more round.
"How about it, you up for it," the witch offered him a hand.
Apollo looked down over her unusually.
"Excuse me, my child. Are you asking me to dance?"
"That I am," she smiled up at him. "Is that a yes or no?"
The harbinger couldn't help but laugh at her straightforwardness, setting his cane aside which leaned up against the wall as he took Ruby's hand into his own.
"After all your hard work and doing such a fine job for that matter, I could never turn down such a request."
He returned the smile as she led them onto the dance floor and their hands locked while they moved to the pace of the music. Neither noticed, but from afar very many eyes were over them. The only time a single of them witnessed their emperor dance with anyone since he return was with his daughter, the Dark Lord so this came as a surprise. Jealous eyes of female yokai on and off the dance floor intensely paid close attention and some in disgust.
Kingdom of Reinganar
The royal get together had gone about as planned, and Davina bored out of her mind, just waiting for the main event which was just underway. The previous bouts had been nothing special and mostly one sided. It was nothing noteworthy and mostly a whole lot of the same. And that was how, she found herself seated at the room's center of a sizeable audience. Davina took a deep breath, blocking out the noises around her, and rest her fingers over her dress as the battle kicked off between the top two contestants. It was a qualifiers match for the upcoming global GWX tournament that all monster warriors alike were striving to take part in. At the sounding of the bell both transformed into their true werewolf forms and went right at each other relentlessly. Many jumped to their feet and cheering at the overall ferocity and intensity of the brawl as they exchanged blows. They clawed away at one another and even taking bites here and there. Davina was with her hands clasped together, hoping and praying for a certain victor.
One bite to the left shoulder and slash to the chest was greeted with applause and demands for more. Davina was beginning to feel a little uncomfortable as she watched the love of her life going at it so brutally with another werewolf soldier. Only one of them would move on and have a chance at the greatest tag team tournament that would be officiated by the best and watched by millions. She closed her eyes, trying to calm her fluttering nerves. She opened them to find Fergus gaining the advantage over the opposition. He had a grin over his chops, all warmth and confidence. And with that her worries slowly began to vanish. The entire time she kept her eyes on Fergus as he began overwhelming his opponent. His opponent was on his heels and struggling to gain ground and it was only a matter of time before he hit the canvas. And it was only a few moments later as that exact outcome occurred and there was thunderous applause, and Fergus with his arms in the air after a knockout. The werewolf then found himself surrounded by far more people than he was comfortable with, all of them talking at once. He went through the small interview process after exiting the ring and then took off into the crowds. A strong yet soft arm wrapped around his waist, shepherding him safely through the morass of wolves and out to a veranda that ran along one side of the stadium.
"I think that was one of your best performances, love."
The compliment made him smile, returning to his human form and gently stroking a finger across Davina's cheek.
"What am I going to do with you?" he sighed. "I don't think I'm going to be able to let you go after all. Even though I should. Us being together like this…"
His comment confused her, but she was more distracted by the intent look in his eyes. Davina must have read the question in her own eyes because he sighed and kissed her forehead.
"This relationship might be frowned upon, you know, and I have all these bad habits that you shouldn't get stuck with. And as long as you seemed indifferent, I had myself convinced that if you found someone that made you happy, I would be content."
"What the hell are you even saying right now? You won and will be eligible to take part in the GWX tournament and you want to talk about us? Another time, you should be enjoying this accomplishment."
He cupped her face, and Davina blinked up at him. She had never seen Fergus this intent about anything other than his duties or when in battle. Sure they'd been intimate and slept with one another more times than she could count, but he never looked at her like this before. Did this mean love? She pushed up on her toes so she could brush her lips across his, her hands coming to rest delicately on his shoulders.
Fergus right away slid an arm around her waist, his lips taking control of the kiss. Davina elusively felt herself being lifted, but all she really cared about was the fact that it was easier to kiss him now. Fergus's kisses were warm, gentle, and demanding. Her arms had gone around his neck of their own desire, and she found herself weaving her fingers into his hair. When he finally pulled away from her lips, Davina was feeling rather fuzzy. He was still holding her up, and they were at the same eye level. She smiled at him.
"I'm not indifferent. Unless you've been running around murdering more humans lately, I don't think you can come up with a reason good enough for me to give up on this, especially since we feel the same way," she gave him a tenacious look. "I want this. I want you. And I'm not going to change my mind."
He let out a laugh as he lowered her.
"You're still upset about that human incident, told you before he was one of the bad ones. Forgive me for tryna brighten your birthday celebration."
Fergus looked into her eyes, and Davina felt like he was almost looking into her soul. Then he was kissing her again. After leaving her breathless a second time they parted from one another.
"You win, I'll never do something so inconsiderate again."
Whatever else he was getting ready to say was put on hold when a trio of very drunk assistant managers to the event stumbled out onto the veranda.
Davina sighed as she ran a hand through her hair.
"We should probably go back inside so that you may really enjoy your victory."
He nodded, and they headed back inside together as a mischievous grin shaped over Fergus's lips.
"Does this mean I get to take you home, tonight? What better way to celebrate?"
Not able to help herself, Davina whacked him over the shoulder.
"Early duties tomorrow, I'll need as much rest as I can get. But hey, lunch sounds fine if you're open to it?"
XXX
It was hours that they spent inside Zatanna's library and acquiring much, more than they bargained for. The writings in both the single pages and loose ones were confirmed to be written all by one man, and that man being the king of vampires himself, Alucard. Through the magic ball Zatanna managed to provide them with visuals of the past from nearly four hundred years ago, and there they watched imagery of Alucard sitting at a table. It was a past memory of him writing in the book, a candle over the table as he did so with an inked feather. Every piece of paper, every inked letter and word was repaired and reconstructed as if the pieces had just been written yesterday. Originally it was only a hope and anticipation by the caped crusader, but his hopes all came to fruition. Inside the book were in depth details of the king's journey and rise to power.
Through the readings they learned much about his journey and how it all really began. The king of vampires was truly a global spectacle, greatly living up to the myths attached to the dead which rise to drink the blood of the living coming after not only humans but various other monsters. From Africa to Japan to Spain and mostly Europe, the legend of Alucard rose as he was a man on a mission and knew there would be countless casualties along the way. The Slavic people of the human world had experienced the most encounters with the vampire king early on, still in the period in which he was still considered a myth and had yet to grow to even greater heights. His rising quickly spread to northern India, where the people perceived him as a blood sucking devil sent from the depths of hell.
During this era he never once turned a human but on the other end the king of vampires never let up an opportunity to drink and feed off the blood of humans. Some believed in order to protect themselves from not only Alucard but other vampires, the cross or crucifix was believed to be very powerful weapon in which was like poison to them. Garlic was the most popular vampire repellent, as well as hawthorn and the mountain ash or rowan. That was what man truly believed in that era. Another defense was scattering seeds. Vampires were supposed to become so involved in counting every single seed that they would either lose interest or be caught counting even as the sun came up. This was the belief by many humans that they could battle the supernatural beings and win.
Once a vampire was discovered, it could be destroyed by cremation, cutting off its head, exposing it to sunlight or by driving a stake through its heart. Other superstitions told humans that a vampire could be destroyed by touching it with a crucifix, drenching it in holy water and garlic. Most of these tactics were attempted against Alucard as he haunted man in the years leading up to the rising of his true power. They would pay for what they did to his kingdom, every last one of them.
There was all that, but halfway through the book at around the hundred sixtieth page came the information that he'd been in search for all along. The entire group was surrounded around the table as Selene read aloud. Just as the Batman she was well versed in various languages spoken in both man's world and the monster world and Cyborg knew and could translate any known language if necessary. For most the time Selene had taken front and center and did most the reading.
"Look, it says here that consuming so many different yokai began to have a negative effect on him. The drastic increase in power and unable to contain it began to take a toll both physically and mentally."
The medic read on further.
"It was during this process that he began to notice substantially different changes in his body. His physical form as he knew it was morphing and he had no way of stopping it, and he clearly states here that this consumption was very much changing every aspect of his being. His mind was almost lost to him but then he turned to… black arts."
"Black arts?" Kokoa blinked a couple times. "As in dark magic."
"Yes," Selene replied as she flipped through the next couple pages and running a finger under the words. "But according to this he sought a coven filled with powerful witches to aid him, he didn't possess the magic himself. Their efforts were a success, the king of vampires learned greatly from their teachings and applied his own aura, yokai combination meditative techniques to speed up the process. It appears this process lasted for just over a year and from that point forward Alucard never again struggled with control."
"That's interesting, correct me if I'm wrong but isn't Akasha-san well versed in dark magic?"
Shifting her focus from the book, the vampire doctor instead looked to Kokoa.
"You're undoubtedly right. It was this same art that she used to seal herself inside and takeover the more powerful Alucard and essentially shut down the juggernaut. Had it not been for her efforts all those years ago, it is very possible Alucard would have succeeded in his plans to exterminate mankind. Even Apollo in all his greatness was incapable of putting him down, no one could and unlike today there was no Justice League or anything of such to stand in his way. He was practically invincible, physically the most powerful specimen the Yokai realm had ever witnessed. His ability in terms of aura control were extraordinary. He could literally crush his enemies in fear under its pressure."
Cyborg bit over his lip while Zatanna's fingernails grazed her clothing.
"Turns out that was the one area Akasha had him beat. Mastery of the shinso blood, combining and synchronizing both Yokai and inner aura energy, in addition to her capabilities in dark magic. While she wasn't the most powerful on the battlefield of the drawn out seven day war, Bloodriver Akasha and leader of the Dark Lords was our X Factor and weapon of mass destruction which saved not only the world of man, but much of our own that would have fallen. Millions lost their lives in that seven day stretch, but my master truly became a worshiped legend after the sacrifice she made. A bigger than life phenomenon, just as Alucard."
"A story for another time," Batman interjected. "Back to the topic at hand, this coven or whatever list the procedures they used or what became of them?"
Selene silently read on and Zatanna taking notice of various magical equations, all of which she understood.
"There was a fallout between them just after the conclusion of his time under their supervision. The entire coven was slaughtered with not a single survivor. And as for the steps and procedures needed, it all appears to be written in this biography if that's what you want to call it. Difficult to say for sure, I don't know a thing about sorcery and magic," Selene looked to Zatanna. "But she does... you, Zatanna will be crucial in helping going forward."
Kokoa scratched at her side while her shoulders lowered.
"And what if what's written in that book is incomplete or missing? It's highly probable he jotted down small specks only."
"That may be true," Selene agreed. "And in the case that it is, I'll have it covered. An investigation of past and modern covens will be ran, with my own specialists who excel at this kind of stuff."
"And in the meantime it wouldn't be such a bad idea to look through all the rest of this mess," Cyborg eyed everything else collected from the tomb. "We might stumble over something valuable. "
"And I'll see what I can dig up with these equations."
Zatanna took the book into her hands away from Selene.
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Audrey Aensland sat on the throne and looked out over great hall with a bored disposition. There was something bothering her and she was getting sick and tired of waiting. Where was the witch, she should have arrived by now! This sort of agitation was common when she was fatigued or got hungry, but having just ate and then followed by a very satisfying training session in the dojo. It was on her own, but even so she accomplished what she wanted while at the same time blowing off some of the additional energy she had. She'd never been in a true battle and having to fight for her life, but she very much relished the idea of one day clashing with a formidable opponent. Just as her mother, the child got excited at the thought of battle.
Still, she rested her head in hand and looked out over the empty great hall and thought as to what was aggravating her some more. She was ready to go, ready to go out and adventure the world of man for herself. She had only read about it in books and heard stories from both her mother and other servants of the Aensland palace.
All the bureaucrats in service to the Aensland house were out doing their jobs and this was the perfect opportunity to make her escape, but for whatever reason her travel agent of sorts had yet to show. There was no battle in the Makai. Nothing had been going on in months, no conflicts or battles, unless far from the capital. Monsters of all sorts belonging to Makai were constantly walking among men, taking on the form of humans and the child saw no reason why she couldn't do the same. There was nothing for her to do. Especially not here.
This would be her first visit to anywhere outside of the palace and it would be an understatement to say she didn't feel a little bit nervous. This place was all that she really knew but she was equally as excited to encounter the unknown.
"This is gonna be fun," she muttered as she sat upright. "That darned witch needs to hurry, she was supposed to be here like ten minutes ago!" Audrey slammed a fist over the arm rest.
But then she leaned forward and returned to her lounging pose on the throne.
"Lady Aensland…" a voice called out to her but in a whisper. "Time to go."
Audrey shot out of the chair and flapping her wings as she took off into the air and through an open window where the witch awaited her atop the roof, exactly where she was instructed to meet her.
"About time, I've been thinking about this all day. Let's go!"
To be continued
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