Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Sacrifice ❯ The Underground Battle ( Chapter 51 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

By: MellyN

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Sacrifice

Chapter 51: The Underground Battle

By: Melissa Norvell

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"Trespassers aren't allowed here, especially those from Sumeria," a ninja who had a bright blue bob cut and was adorned in a black strapless shirt, poofy black pants and a lavender sash spoke up.

"We fell through a hole in the ground," Azmy explained.

"Excuses, excuses," the male ninja tisked.

"No matter, you still cannot pass. This area is restricted and is property of the City of Baklava," a female ninja with a long side ponytail that spiraled down her shoulder, spoke. This woman seemed to be a ring-leader of sorts. She was very strong-toned and wore a short skirt with slits up both sides, lace, up sandals, black wrist bands and a short-sleeved, Japanese-style shirt that crossed over very low, exposing a fair amount of breast.

"Baklava is the one trespassing. This land belongs to Sumeria," Hiroshima pointed out.

"Who are you to stop us?" The curly-haired blonde retorted.

"You'll obviously kill us if we don't," Azmy replied.

The legend, however, was ready for a good slaughter. He unsheathed his Crimson Sword once more. "Then let them try," the angel challenged.

"A challenge? Let's just hope that you've up to our par," the blonde ninja seemed amused with Hiroshima's eagerness to fight and even found it a little foolish that someone would rush into something so carelessly.

Azmy readied herself for a fight as well. She knew that this had to be done, as much as she wished that there was some sort of alternative road to it. She felt confident with Hiroshima at her side, however. The gun-slinger knew that she would do her best with him as her ally. "We'll be sure not to let you down."

Pale blue eyes glanced towards his slate-haired partner as the angel looked slightly amused. 'Well, she sure is excited. I wonder what's made her so confident all of a sudden?'

'I'll show you that I'm not weak, Hiroshima and maybe then you'll have a high view of me.' The usually shy girl wore an expression of determination and concentration.

"Alright! Let's get on with this!" The long-haired male ninja charged at the two of them while his partners simply stared on. His long, brown hair flowed from beneath his bandanna and his long, black chain flowed around his lanky body.

"Well, Nagreboshi's rearing to go," the blonde ninja commented on her spunky partner.

"Well, I can't possibly sit and watch," the blue-haired female jumped down into the battlefield.

"Time to make the blood fly. What do you say, Azmy?" Hiroshima looked to his partner, who nodded. "I'll take the two women and you can get the bastard with the chain."

"This weakling! Give me a break!" Nagreboshi nearly laughed at the fact that the angel had sent a mere girl to be his partner. He was hoping to take on more of a challenge but he supposed that he'd get the opportunity after he ran over the girl with his chain. He swung his chain around himself in large, lazy circles to ready himself for his attack. "Give me some real competition!" He brought his chains down. The long weapon spiraled towards Azmy, who decided to jump in the middle of it in order to reach him. This wasn't her shining moment as the chain-slinging ninja called her a fool and pulled the chain tightly around her.

As the girl saw what was happening, she placed two fingers to her head and decided to use one of the ninja techniques that her mother, Miyaka had taught her when she was younger. "Replacement Technique!" She disappeared in a puff of smoke. When the smoke had cleared, Nagreboshi had found that his chain was wrapped around a large log.

"Damn!" He cursed to himself.

Azmy spun around to kick him in the back but he jumped backwards and brought his chain down. Since the weapon hadn't really struck many things, it still had a large momentum. The girl knew that if she was hit just one time, then it would be enough to cause her a serious injury, if not kill her from the sheer force. She let out a small yell and jumped back.

"I won't let you beat me!" She replied with steel determination.

"We'll see about that!" Nagreboshi wasn't amused by her bravery. He jumped up into the air and swung his chain wildly around himself as he descended back to the ground. Azmy managed to block his strike with a couple of knives that she pulled from her skirt pocket. This only made the ninja send the chain at her over and over again in a relentless attack. The girl dodged as best as she could, then he brought it across his eye line and kneeled, bringing it back up with his skillful arms. Azmy jumped and preformed a flip but Nagreboshi was right on top of her.

Feeling closed in with nowhere to really jump and little energy left, the girl thought fast and pulled back out the two knives that she had used to deflect it before and threw them at the chain. Azmy could do nothing but hope for the best and that was exactly the result that she got when she heard the jingle of the chain as it was pinned to the wall.

"What the-!?" The long-haired male was astounded that her tiny weapons could be so precise and not only that, have enough momentum to pin his chain to the wall.

"I did it," Azmy was pleased with herself.

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"Ha!" The blue-haired ninja called out as she hurled an odd-looking weapon at the angel. It consisted of a crescent-shaped blade with a rod stuck through it. It spiraled towards Hiroshima, who held out his blade and blocked it.

"Blades of Blood!" He sliced his arm and moved his sword around to make a circle in front of him. The masochist angel then brought his blade down as spirals of blood ripped up the ground and headed towards his opponent, who dodged his attack with motion-blue speed and appeared behind him.

"Large attacks do nothing to me," the pompous ninja stated but soon ate her words as an explosion burst out below her, causing her to scream and be thrown backwards.

"Who said that all I did were small ones?" Hiroshima asked. It was irritating when his enemies assumed from the first attack. It was, no doubt a weakness that would have critical consequences.

"Die!" The blonde ninja cried as she swung her whip towards him.

"So it's whips and chains, eh?" The angel made a crude bondage joke. "My kind of battle. Crimson Slash!" He brought his bastard sword around as his attack collided with the whip, which delivered an electric shock with visible white light. 'So that's it huh? Her whip is electric. Good thing I found this out early or I'd be fried angel meat.'

Hiroshima's thoughts were cut short by the blue-haired woman, who hurled her crescent-shaped weapon at him once again.

Azmy also seemed to be having a bit of trouble as she dodged Nagreboshi's chains over and over as he sent them at her in large, circular motions. It proved effective because one couldn't stop a chain that way. If it were simply straight out, then it could easily be grabbed, but if one were to grab it like this, then they'd become ensnared in it. He brought it around horizontally and Azmy tried to dodge it but failed as she fell on the ground. The chain-wielding ninja then sank to the floor on his knees and ran his chain along the ground to get her.

The girl watched as the speeding chains came nearer. 'Here's my chance.' She used her hands to pop up off of the ground and ran towards him. When she finally neared him, she quickly darted to the side, got down low and delivered a swift kick to his face. Nagreboshi didn't even know what was coming to him. His form flew across the ground as blood leaked from the corner of his mouth. The only sound that could be heard was his snaking chain and the landing that his body made when it hit the ground.

"No more playing around," Azmy jumped up and axe-handled him in the back. The ninja yelled in pain as his form bounced off of the ground and slid across the floor. Before he could even recover, he felt a hell between his shoulder blades as the girl put pressure on her foot and attempted to push him farther into the ground.

"Nagreboshi!" He could hear the unison cry of his female allies as they rushed to his aid.

"Hmpf...Impressive. Just like your mother," Hiroshima complimented as the girl stood where she was and glanced at him over her shoulder. The blue-haired ninja was the first to attack as she sent her weapon towards Azmy, who jumped up to avoid it. The weapon turned and began to follow her.

Thinking quickly, she jumped off of the wall but the weapon bounced off and proceeded to be hot on her heels. Hiroshima had been distracted as he watched Azmy fight and the blonde ninja saw this as an opportune chance to get him with her whip. Silently, she threw the whip towards him. Azmy saw what was happening and a look of shock crossed her face.

"Look out!" She tackled the angel, brining him to the ground before the whip could touch him. The crescent weapon headed towards the blonde ninja, who screamed. She brought her whip around quickly to block it. The whip managed to fry the odd weapon enough to stop it where it flew.

"Damn!" The blue-haired female cursed as she held up a fist in irritation.

Hiroshima jumped then flipped in the air and landed on his feet. Azmy pushed herself off of the floor and popped up.

"Well, looks like it's two for two, Occarina," the blonde ninja told her team mate.

Hiroshima narrowed his eyes.

"Let's get started," Occarina looked like she was ready to go for another round. She would enjoy chopping the two of them into bits with her crescent shaped weapon.

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Constantine shot a solider as the group above battled the Holy Army. The blonde vampire stated that it was tiring to keep battling the soldiers. Keiji kicked one of the warriors in the stomach. The man doubled over in pain and the green-haired drummer then upper cut him.

"I don't know how much longer I can do this," no matter how tough he was, Keiji was only human.

"Whew!" Chichiri sighed after smashing a shield over another man's head. He was beginning to wear down just as everyone else was.

Ko dodged a sword. "I wonder where Hiroshima and Azmy are and what they are doing," the girl was nearly struck with the enemy's sword but Tsurugi managed to rip through the man with a wind cut that ripped through his chest, causing his armor to be blown off and blood to fly from his chest cavity.

"I hope that they come back soon. We could really use some help here," Tsurugi replied.

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Occarina seemed to be an expert on throwing weapons. When Azmy was in sight, she threw multiple shurikens that hit the wall behind the short-haired gunner. The blonde ninja shouted the word 'die' as she brought down her electric whip to attempt to electrocute the angel. Hiroshima dodged out of the way gracefully as she attempted multiple times to hit him.

"What's wrong? Afraid?" The female laughed at his defensive tactics.

Hiroshima had no response; he simply dodged from right to left.

"Scared stiff, huh?"

The angel was still silent and simply concentrated on the battle.

"This is irritating," the blonde was absolutely irritated. She hated when her enemies didn't even speak to her.

"Dark Edge!" Occarina called out from across the tunnel as she charged forward, holding the convex end of her weapon out as black energy surrounded her, increasing her power and speed as she tried to rip the angel to pieces. Hiroshima dodged her and turned to look back at the other woman, who was gone from sight.

Suddenly, his neck was yanked on harshly and he felt cold metal to his skin. 'Shit! I knew that I should have kept my eye on him!' The angel berated himself as he slowly looked behind him to see Nagreboshi, smiling in a demented fashion. He could see that familiar look in his eyes, a look that the two of them had in common- the look of a killer.

"You miss me?" The long-haired ninja asked sadistically.

"Go fuck yourself," the belligerent angel was hit with the blonde's whip and shocked. His body jolted with the force of the strike as he felt his body painfully surge with electricity. Even though the pain was so great, he would not allow himself to scream. He would never give his enemy the pleasure of knowing his pain. Only a small pained grunt escaped his lips.

"I want to hear you scream," the blonde smirked sadistically.

"Hiroshima!" Azmy charged in to strike the whip-wielding ninja but was blasted by a dark wave from Occarina and thrown back.

"Worry about yourself," Occarina advised.

"Spiral Winds!" Hiroshima commanded as circular winds surrounded him and caused the two ninja to be thrown back in different directions by the sheer force. "Hmm...I'll never scream for you, pathetic humans," the angel replied smoothly as he lifted the Crimson Blade. The familiar black fog surrounded him as a smaller version of the dragon that everyone had witnessed earlier escaped his body and wound itself around his sword.

"Kuroi Ryuu!" The ninja shouted pointed his sword and the dragon headed towards Nagreboshi at a frightening speed. The frantic ninja tried to hit it with his chain but his weapon simply passed through the spiritual entity. He attempted to jump up and over the dragon to dodge it but was met eye-to-eye with the angel. This made Nagreboshi panic even more as he swung his chain at the legend, who dodged and grabbed the chain firmly in his hand. Since the weapon had been idle, it didn't get the chance to gain momentum and spun slowly. This gave Hiroshima the perfect opportunity to stop him from using it any further.

"Did I mention that I hate chains?" The angel remarked.

"Like I care what you hate," the stubborn ninja replied. Just as quickly as the words escaped his mouth did he find himself being strangled with his own chain by the angel. He struggled violently against it but the chain was only pulled tighter and soon, he found himself in mid-air, hanging by his neck alone. Nagreboshi was frantic and gasped, choked and coughed but he had no way to ground himself to keep from being hung. Still he tried to frantically claw at his neck to get the chains off but they were only pulled tighter and tighter by the cruel angel's unforgiving arms.

"Die," the sheer tranquility of his voice as he uttered that word was frightening as the chains were pulled even tighter. Soon, blood flowed from beneath the chains.

"Re...mi....help..." Nagreboshi faintly called to the blonde but his voice was lost before it could reach her ears.

"Nagreboshi!" Remi called out in horror as she looked up and saw the murderous act that was taking place above her. She had to do something, or her ally would be decapitated. She pulled back her hand to release her whip. Before she could even let it fly, it had been knocked from her hand by a throwing knife.

"What? You little bitch!" The whip-wielding ninja cursed as she grabbed her bleeding wrist.

"I won't let you strike him again," Azmy replied coldly.

"Dark Edge!" Occarina called out, far too late for the girl to dodge her attack. She was hit in the back with the weapon and yelled in pain as she was thrown across the room from the force.

High above, Hiroshima had finished his job and successfully decapitated Nagreboshi. His disembodied head hit the ground below and his body soon followed in a bloody heap. His pale blue eyes scanned the ground below and saw that Occarina was fixing to split Azmy down the middle with her weapon. He dove down and flung the blood-covered chain towards Occarina. The force of his swing delivered a crucial blow that cut the small-framed warrior's body in half before she could kill his team mate.

"I'm tired of screwing around," the angel commented as Azmy slowly opened her eyes to look at her blood-splattered savior.

"Hhiro...shima...thank...you..." Azmy smiled. A small amount of pain made its way through her kind gesture. The girl still felt the aftermath of the attack.

"I'll take care of you both myself!" Remi was beyond pissed off. "Die! Electrical Storm!" She hit the floor with her whip, which caused the tunnel to shake violently as electricity raced through the air and bounced off of every available surface, much like a pinball game.

"What's happening?" Azmy looked wildly around at the felling rocks and racing electricity.

"We've got to get out of here," Hiroshima informed. "She's trying to kill us either way."

"What?" The gun slinger looked confused.

"Either the attack or the collapse of the tunnel will kill us. We have to beat her and get out if we want to live to see Vasca." This was a critical hour. They had to act now if they wanted to reunite with the rest of their group. Now was the time to act and work together as a team should.

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In a darkened room, sitting upon a throne was a tall man who was dressed in many white, Gaelic, type robes with a crown of crystals adorning black, long, straight hair that was parted in the middle and cut all the same length. It stopped at white and navy shoulders and hung forward from its owner's head, which had been tilted forward. Narrow, navy blue eyes watched with a calm sorrow through a black glass mirror that was held in two, ivory hands.

A man with a long, perfect face and beautiful navy eyes stared into this mirror as he watched the group of people who had sought him out go along their journeys of peril and face off against the Catholic Army.

Among the vampires who had hated the Catholics, he felt sorry for them for being pulled into such a war filled with racial hatred. He himself did not mind Catholics at all; it was simply their leader that had led them astray with his ministries. He hoped that he could get things cleared up between Sumeria and Baklava before too much blood was shed.

"It has begun..." The king prophesized. "The Time of Ending is here."

To Be Continued...