The Terror of : Part One.

It was the most terrifying... and slightly awesome thing you'd ever seen. The Woman, Dawn lept into the air as the Two figures flashed towards you, her feet smashing into the Woman and the butt of her hammer clanging right into the massive man's mask sending them both flying back a good twenty feet.

Before You even saw her land, she twisted and drew Black baby, the huge black revolver blasting one of the coming attackers's the bullet exploding out the back of his head and staining the other's red.

When she did hit the ground she Spun around, knowing you over as a gunshot whizzed just past your ear.

You lay there, looking in awe as she started spinning like a hurricane, blowing groups of 5 or six men away in single strikes like fucking Sauron, caving in head and emptying the chamber of her gun with perfect shots right between their eyes.

A Man raised a tall long sword, going to swing at her while trying to grab you, but she stepped over you, sinking the bladed point of her hammer into his chest, while easily picking up his weight, and using his corpse to cannon right into another group.

Shuffling back in fear, You gripped the sword as your heart hammered, pulling it free of its sheath and flinched, staring at it in confusing as the Blade erupted in a burning golden flame "What the fu-woah woah woah!"

A Shot boomed from the Hooded man, his gunshot darting towards you and promising to meet your chest...

_*_PUMP PUMP* RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAA NO!

Your hands moved on there own, gripping the blade, you cried out in panic as you watched the bullet splice perfectly on two, cut clean in half, each part pinging into the wall behind you.

Dawn dove back over to you, spinning around her hammer which clicked as she whispered "_Hodr" _The Hammer's pommel shifted and with one hand, she cocked the handle.... IT WAS A MOTHERFUCKING SHOTGUN HAMMER!?

The Pomel boomed as it shot out a spray of bullets that shredded everything that they touched, spinning back around, her arms building with muscle, she sprinted forward, bashing one man after the other, bones crunching, bodies flying, her crimson sparks licking the air as she roared, fending off the attacker's in a perfect arc around you, that none could hope to pierce.

The Enemy collected, drawing back on the Hooded man who rallied his men around him, their gun pointing in a firing light right at the both of you. You slicked back, yelling in panic "GUNS GUNS!"

Dawn's head turned, and she gripped her hammer tightly, screaming "_BRUMA!" _The Symbols on the head of the hammer flashed blue, and the head exploded with cool air that wrapped the hammer in ice, Dawn slammed it into the concrete and the moment it met it, huge formations of blue-ish blew right out of it, smashing out into the gunmen and impaling a good many of them with the sharp icicles.

Terrified and confused, you lifted the burning sword with your trembling hands and kept back against the wall, the other half of the attacker's rushing into towards you in aims at capturing you. But Dawn spun back, grasping at a Deep green vial on her waist and throwing it hard into them "BRACE!" She cried to you, only just managing to cover your face as another explosion went off into the group.

You grimaced as you looked back at them... to their melted, mangled corpses, their skin falling off the bone, terror was frozen on their dead face, it was some kind of acid bomb.

The Woman in the Wide Brim hat emerged, looking around at the dead "FALL BACK!" She cried, making everyone pause.

The Hooded man limped forward, ripping an icicle out of his chest.... You watched with confusion as the flesh reach out to itself like vines and tangled back together to heal the wound, What the fuck were these things? "No! Ignore that, we can do this!" He growled deeply.

The Woman stared at them all, and it was apparent who they feared more "Withdraw! or I'll have to kill you myself hehe." She giggled girlishly, what the fuck?

They obeyed and the Figures grabbed as many of their wounded as they could and began to run. Dawn did not attack, she stood strong in front of you, protecting you stoutly as the two Figures in Black and silver approached, weapons drawn "You, god damn idiot, Lacrimosa we had them." The Hooded man growled.

The Woman, Requiem, ignored him, twisting her silver scythe as she looked to Dawn "Daddy was right about you, Your family really are soooo cool!" She said in an exciting voice, making you raise an eyebrow "I would love to go shopping with you sometime.... but, I'm afraid I have orders to take Mr Drake away, could you just hand him over? We don't want any more needless deaths, do we?"

Dawn chuckled at the two of them, her eyes wide, the crimson sparks still flashing around her body "For as long as you threaten our clan, and threaten Charlie, then your deaths will always be necessary. We've warned you before, Crusaders. Stay away from him, or face destruction."

The Man in the hood dropped his gun and drew his silver sword, pointing it at Dawn "You fight for those vermin, you deserve to die like those vermin. Human or not."

Dawn gripped her hammer "Tut Tut, not quite Human. now stop running your mouth and let's boogie! I want my fill before the Rabbit comes."

The Two figure's flashed towards Dawn together, and the clang of the clash echoed everywhere, and the squelch of flesh. Dawn had blocked to man, sending him flying again... but Lacrimosa was much faster and in a clean arc, she severed Dawn's arm clean off.

Lacrimosa's curved blade wound smoothly around Dawn's neck, the blade pressing against the back of her neck, as she Growled in pain. "I'm taking him. Don't make me kill you miss!" Lacrimosa said, leaning down to grasp at you as you pressed against the wall.

*_TSSSSSSS!* _Dawn's bleeding nub flashed with crimson bolts that shot out smoothly, replacing the empty hair with a brand new arm that rapidly constructed itself with blood and bone until she could grasp Lacrimosa's throat with the new limp, grasping the handle of her scythe with the other, the dark woman laughing "What's wrong? I thought I was just Human!?"

Pulling Lacrimosa down Dawn smashed her knee into the Woman's chest sending her tumbling as Dawn cast the Scythe aside in disgust.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!?" You shouted in panic, your head throbbing in pain, chest hammering in fear.

Dawn's eyes opened wide as she saw you, kneeling down and clutching you gently "Shhh shhh it's okay, calm down just breathe. Don't let it overcome you. She'll be here soon, and then you need to run to the otherside of the alley, Boris will be waiting in a car, do you understand?"

Your body quaked as you tried to breathe, tried to stay calm, your nails hardening and sharpening, your canines jutting at in a point as you clutched you head, images starting to flash at you. But you pushed it away, nodding "Okay.... Okay..."

And that's when the second thump came. You looked up and saw the figure, draped in a black cloak, hunched over in a strange position. Her Silver gauntlets and Boots shining, her Black rabbit mask shining from underneath her large hood.

She darted towards you, pressing her hand to your chest and you yelped as something dark inside was pushed back by the monster inside, it's glowing golden eyes staring at you serenely.

Compose yourself.

An overwhelming draw of focus began to sink into you, and the woman in the rabbit mask stood, looking to Dawn as she began to cough violently, blood oozing out from under her black mask. The Rabbit touched her shoulder "You are overexerting yourself, deactivate it. refocus, you have weakened them sufficiently, Overdrive is no longer needed."

Dawn wretched in panic "I-I can't turn it.... offf.... Help me... I-I CAN'T... BREATHE!"

You looked between them in confusion and The Rabbit stared at you angrily through her mask "WHAT ARE YOU STILL DOING HERE? GET TO THE CAR, NOW!" She pointed a silver-taloned finger to the open alley and without a moment hesitation you ran as fast as you could away, jumping over bodies, burning sword still gripped in your hands, and leaving, Dawn, the Rabbit and those two freaks behind.

Heart thundering, you emerged into the street, looking like a deer in headlights, You need to call the police, call the military, CALL SOMEONE, All that ****, you couldn't think, you couldn't breathe y-you felt like you were going to pass out your head hurt so much!

A car raced down the street, the dark red Cadillac screeched to halt in front of you. You gripped your chest trying to quell the panic attack, as a Huge Bear of a man jumped out of the car "Myska! Myska! Stay with me, you have to breathe, you have to stay calm!" Boris' form rushed to you, but your sight was beginning to fade, your body falling weak.

Boris caught you, opening the passenger door and carefully placing you inside before racing back to the driver's seat.

You were in and out of consciousness the whole ride there, writhing and shaking as something dark whispered to you.

Yes.... yes.... fail, give in, Victory is mine, and so are you.

Shhhhhhh, don't listen my beautiful boy, you cannot fail again.... rest. close your eyes.

That voice? you knew that voice... it was soft and kind and gentle.

Sleep, rest your fears away, do not let him win.

The Voice lulled you into a pool of warmth, a motherly embrace that you sunk into, falling into a deep dreamless sleep.

You gasped, string violently from the bed as large hands held you "It is alright, Myska, shhhh, easy." Your eyes looked up at Boris, terror still painted on your face.

"B-Boris? Boris where are we, Where are those things!?"

The Russian body guard shushed you, guiding a cold glass of water into your hands "Be calm, Myska. We are at Motel, You are Safe."

You wanted to believe that all of that was a dream, but laying there in your pool of cold sweat, you knew it wasn't "What was that, who were they? I... I felt like I was... I'm scared."

Boris patted your shoulder "You will be fine. you are strong. Relax. Everything will be told in time. just breathe ah? That's it, in and out. good boy."

You took deep breathes, trying to relax... it took quite some time, laying in that shoddy motel bed, but eventually your heart slowed, and the pain behind your eyes faded. Boris gave you a smile "I can see you have questions. I will answer what I can."

You looked to him desperately "Who were the people who tried to attack me?"

Boris sighed "We don't know much about them. but they have attacked us before, at first, it was just the two, Requiem and Lacrimosa. Now there are more, much more. Dawn has been tracking them and thwarting their efforts to capture you."

You grimaced "Capture me? what do they want with me?"

It has now that Boris seemed hesitant to answer "We do not know. but they are dangerous, so we keep them away."

That was not exactly a satisfying answer, and you knew that He was keeping something from you, but you trusted Boris, if He wasn't telling you something... then there must have been a reason. "The Woman, Dawn, and the one in the rabbit mask, Who are they?"

Boris chuckled "I think you will see soon, Myska."

You hugged yourself, your eyes wandering to the Dark Blade, sat in its scabbard, lent at your bedside. You reached out and took it into your hands, staring at it Quizzically. Boris watched as you drew it slightly, it's bright orange burning blade flashing momentarily before you manically closed it again "What the fuck is this thing?"

"That is a very old, very deadly weapon. it was Roman's. The Rabbit will want to talk to you about that." Boris said softly.

You rubbed your eyes "It can't be true, none of this can be real, so much ****, I've never been so afraid in my life, I thought I was going to die..."

The Large man lent over and took you by your shoulders "Do not crumble, Myska. Roman's blood runs in your veins, it makes you strong. Many terrors walk in the night, just like Remhilde told you, and I fear that we may not always be there to protect you when the time comes to face them. I will do what I can to protect you, but you need to use your strength. Deal?"

You looked to the large man... He was the closest thing to caring father figure you ever had growing up, he was always kind, a gentle giant, and you grabbed him and hugged him tightly, the large man chuckling "Deal." You said shakily.

He patted you as You let him go "Goodman."