|"I had always hoped, we had never met, so you can live on without me holding you back."|
"You are trespassing on school grounds that are protected by the Vampire Council ...As a Vampire, If you do not leave now, death will be the penalty.." Deep green eyes momentarily glanced at the one who spoke. There was nothing comforting or empty about it. It was like being thrown into the freezing ocean naked and the burning fear compels a person not to breath or even try to struggle for life. Those were the eyes directed at the lone figure of Amaya who was soon joined by Saya. "We only need one." With that declared, a hand was raised towards the twins and a blast of icicles came out to decimate anyone of them. He did not care anymore who dies or survives. Fortunately for them, the rain of icicles missed them. It was all due to Saya running away either instinctively or logically while taking Amaya with her. Thus, it only hit the ground causing quite the damage on the pavements without doubt. This caused a mild irritation for the new pure blood but it was soon taken away.
The source was Sacrilegious who had already lunged towards the newcomer as he delivered a powerful punch covered with a dark mist of aura. This was blocked with a sword made of ice and the eyes of the two men met once more. "Judas!" The collision of the two forces caused a violent spark and a backlash of powers rippled like the waves within the area. It permeated the air with such tenacity and heaviness. "I'll make you pay for what you did to me." A declaration of cold-cut hatred from Judas added an additional force to push Sacred away. The sword of ice was damaged without doubt. Its middle portion, where Sacred's fist connected, was melted. Well, it was not much of a problem as Judas regenerated the destroyed part easily. As for the purple pure blood he landed at a respectable distance much like a feline with grace. His eyes remained its crimson blood hue and suffocating aura of his did not waver.
"Make me pay?" Sacred whispered with a rather doubtful tone to it. Yet, the diabolical smile on his face removed any kind of lingering feelings. "It's the other way around bastard." It was then that sound of bells echoed throughout the entire place like a haunting lullaby. Strings suddenly appeared out of nowhere as they created a messy web-filled labyrinth. Judas was able to dodge some of them and freezing others who followed his movements with such precision and then cutting it off. Taking a few steps back, Judas managed to take a break from the onslaught. It was then he felt stinging sensations on his cheek and right arm which were probably caused by the strings. Sacred does not fail to amuse and irritate him. "Tsk." He clicked his tongue and for that brief moment of unawareness. Sacrilegious conglomerated his strings into one large spinning spear as it was launched towards Judas.
"I'll be fine. I can handle myself."
Unfortunately, the barrage of strings only met a dome made clearly of very strong ice. Inside, Judas was protected while the strings were slowly consumed by the coldness. They were turned into ice and then disintegrated into small particles. "It would take more than that to kill me." Sacred clenched his teeth in aggravation. His own fangs piercing his lips making it bleed. The blood slowly trickling down. The ice dome vanished into fragments of light while howls, roars, and sounds of battle could be heard from the distance. It served as a beautiful background music. "I'll destroy this school along with you!" Numerous lances made of ice appeared around Judas as he sent them all towards Sacred each larger than the other and propelled with greater force.
"Save me? Don't look down on me. I'm stronger than you think."
Despite that, they all came all too short. All the lances did not hit Sacred at all. It was because they were all held in place by the strings as they all remained in the air around the pure blood. "Do it." He stated while licking the blood that spilled from his lips. Judas raised an eyebrow at this statement of Sacrilegious. "I'll make sure you go down with it." The lances were then broken into pieces as they fall around Sacred like crystal rain. Enraged by such words, Judas dashed forward for some physical interaction which Sacred obliged happily. Each attacks that landed on both of them resounded throughout the area like thunder. It seemed a battle between pure bloods was definitely on a different level.
"That man... I don't know what to think of him, but one thing I do know, he is important to me."
The entire Night Class cannot help but tremble at the sight of their Leader and another pure blood fighting in a death match. They were all awakened by the sudden explosion and now they had become the scared spectators. There were no doubts that they had witnessed what Sacrilegious was capable of doing at the dance. However, this was far different from that night. He was more frightening and more powerful. However, it was the same with the other pure blood who seemed to resemble the one who caused so much chaos at the ball. They were only taken out from their fearful trances by Moirae's calm voice. "Remember your duties. Ease your fears. Master Sacrilegious is fighting on his own. We have to do our part." This was enough to have the Night Class returned to their senses and have their perspectives be restored.
Without a second more, the Night Class were out and about. Leaving the matter of the probable ringleader in the hands of their Lord Sacrilegious. In addition, there was nothing they can really do against a pure blood and the best they can be is a distraction which would be a nuisance to their Night Class Lord. They spotted the group of mad vampires and a rather large group of noble vampires maneuvering the horde. It was quite a surprise for most of the Night Class. After all, they are mostly comprised of noble vampires and even more so, they were also familiar faces among the ones intending to destroy the peace of Cross Academy. This was not only a fight for their belief but also a fight for their own attachment.
Moirae joined the Night Class in making sure that the enemies would not be able to reach the main building where the Day Class students were situated. She would not allow the humans be involved in this. "I'll be leaving everything to you again, Moirae. With you here and by Sacred's side, I'm at ease." Those were Takeru's words to her before he departed to keep this Academy from the greedy hands of the Vampire Council. She will not fail the expectations placed on her and even more so by her Master. It was not going to be an easy battle especially with noble vampires against them. However, she was Sacrilegious' servant for nothing.
Spotting two nobles and a dozen of mad vampires targeting the Takagi twins, she interfered with her knives stopping the group of attackers from advancing any further. She then went before them with a few dash and jumps along the way. "The Night Class is here." Her eyes of sapphire blue glowed eerily indicated the activation of her ability. It was then an anagram appeared underneath the enemy group. "Begone." Once that was stated, a rain of knives fell on them stabbing them without much reprieve. They were thoroughly diced and soon, they become nothing more but dusts in the wind. She then straightened herself and faced the Takagi twins. "We cannot allow them to advance any further. We must protect the Main building at all costs." Noticing a bit of dread enveloping the two girls, Moirae gave a comforting smile. "Everything will be fine. I'm certain of that." She then patted the two girls on the head being taller and definitely older, the silver-haired vampire was capable of that gesture. "When this is all over, let us all have tea. I'm pretty sure Master Sacrilegious and Lord Takeru would be pleased." She then winked at them before taking a step back and dashing towards the swarm of enemies.
There Moirae noticed the figure of the not-so-normal teacher. Wrecking havoc like he did during the ball, she arrived by his side. There was no certainty but, "Don't lose yourself too much." No malice or sarcasm in those words. Actually, the way she delivered it was more on the lighter side as if Sergei was an old friend of hers which was not plausible. It had a gentle and warm tone to it. Her eyes of sapphire blue glanced at him as she delivered a few knives at a group of vampires coming at Sergei's side and smiled brightly. "Good to have you on this side." With that, she gave him a salute and went off to take care of other annoying critters.
On the side of Sacred and Judas, the fight was still escalating from worse to worst. The moment they took a break. Judas stood on the opposite side. It clear that he was suffering lacerations and wounds that on a human aspect are fatal. The same could be said on Sacred who also stood on the other end. Around them, there was devastation. The damage to the Grand Hall cannot compare to the ones they did. However, they were both pure bloods and even more powerful than the other of their kinds in existence. Recovery comes to them easily. Unless one of them beheads or takes out the heart of the other, this battle of theirs would continue for eternity.
"Did that sleep of yours weaken you? Or being in the midst of these insects dulled your senses." Judas stated as he rolled back his shoulders and cracked his neck from side to side. His wounds were no longer present but there were still the traces of blood and grime. "Perhaps, I should let you experience again how helpless you are to protect anyone?" He snapped his fingers and an ice sculpture of Takeru appeared before Sacrilegious. The purple pure blood narrowed his eyes at this and the presence he released earlier got thicker than before. "My sister told me about him." Judas then placed a hand on the sculpture as it broke into a thousand of pieces. "I'll break him like I did to---"
Judas was not able to finish his sentence as Sacred had already grabbed hold of his throat and the pressure of it being slowly crushed racked through his body. The mere fact his body was regenerating at such an accelerated rate that it was almost tiring proved how strong Sacrilegious became. "Die!" For the second time, Judas felt fear crept inside of him. Sacred's expression was not to be deemed humane or vampiric anymore. This was purely of a monster. Even the presence that Sacred was exuding can be felt throughout the Academy in droves like thick miasma of terror and a great amount of hatred. It even brought the mad and the noble vampires such trembling fright. They stopped their attack and curled in fear. The first time Judas experienced such a thing was during that time.
Soon, the two pure bloods were at the water portion in between of the two bridges which each connect respectively to the Sun and Moon dormitories. They were at the center where the everyone could see them without much interference. It was quite remarkable as Sacred stood on the liquid surface without creating any ripples. In his hand, Judas was raised by the throat. Emerald hazed eyes gazed into vermilion blood ones seething with rage and hatred. "Yo--u're rec--kle--ss." Judas managed to say as Sacred crushed his windpipe for the umpteenth time. As if to deliver the meaning of Judas' words, the water beneath them froze turning it into an ice wasteland. In the process, Sacred's feet was consumed by such an act. The purple pure blood was now unavailable to move as his feet were also trapped in the ice.
"He is really cruel... But, I still like him. I must be a masochist... Isn't that funny?"
This was nothing more but a mere existence of a defiance to Sacrilegious. It was nothing for him to fret about as his never wavered from Judas' form. "Useless." It was Sacred's reply as he raised his other hand and was ready to rip Judas' heart out and to watch the guy turn into crystal and then evaporate into fragments of light. At last, there would be retribution for that failure, for that sin, for that broken promise. He would finally have some form of penance. Perhaps, he could finally face her. However, the next events were unprecedented for anyone to expect. There was one thing for certain. A voice so familiar and distant echoed throughout the thick darkness. It was calling out to someone and that person was...
"Sacred!"
The source was Sacrilegious who had already lunged towards the newcomer as he delivered a powerful punch covered with a dark mist of aura. This was blocked with a sword made of ice and the eyes of the two men met once more. "Judas!" The collision of the two forces caused a violent spark and a backlash of powers rippled like the waves within the area. It permeated the air with such tenacity and heaviness. "I'll make you pay for what you did to me." A declaration of cold-cut hatred from Judas added an additional force to push Sacred away. The sword of ice was damaged without doubt. Its middle portion, where Sacred's fist connected, was melted. Well, it was not much of a problem as Judas regenerated the destroyed part easily. As for the purple pure blood he landed at a respectable distance much like a feline with grace. His eyes remained its crimson blood hue and suffocating aura of his did not waver.
"Make me pay?" Sacred whispered with a rather doubtful tone to it. Yet, the diabolical smile on his face removed any kind of lingering feelings. "It's the other way around bastard." It was then that sound of bells echoed throughout the entire place like a haunting lullaby. Strings suddenly appeared out of nowhere as they created a messy web-filled labyrinth. Judas was able to dodge some of them and freezing others who followed his movements with such precision and then cutting it off. Taking a few steps back, Judas managed to take a break from the onslaught. It was then he felt stinging sensations on his cheek and right arm which were probably caused by the strings. Sacred does not fail to amuse and irritate him. "Tsk." He clicked his tongue and for that brief moment of unawareness. Sacrilegious conglomerated his strings into one large spinning spear as it was launched towards Judas.
"I'll be fine. I can handle myself."
Unfortunately, the barrage of strings only met a dome made clearly of very strong ice. Inside, Judas was protected while the strings were slowly consumed by the coldness. They were turned into ice and then disintegrated into small particles. "It would take more than that to kill me." Sacred clenched his teeth in aggravation. His own fangs piercing his lips making it bleed. The blood slowly trickling down. The ice dome vanished into fragments of light while howls, roars, and sounds of battle could be heard from the distance. It served as a beautiful background music. "I'll destroy this school along with you!" Numerous lances made of ice appeared around Judas as he sent them all towards Sacred each larger than the other and propelled with greater force.
"Save me? Don't look down on me. I'm stronger than you think."
Despite that, they all came all too short. All the lances did not hit Sacred at all. It was because they were all held in place by the strings as they all remained in the air around the pure blood. "Do it." He stated while licking the blood that spilled from his lips. Judas raised an eyebrow at this statement of Sacrilegious. "I'll make sure you go down with it." The lances were then broken into pieces as they fall around Sacred like crystal rain. Enraged by such words, Judas dashed forward for some physical interaction which Sacred obliged happily. Each attacks that landed on both of them resounded throughout the area like thunder. It seemed a battle between pure bloods was definitely on a different level.
"That man... I don't know what to think of him, but one thing I do know, he is important to me."
The entire Night Class cannot help but tremble at the sight of their Leader and another pure blood fighting in a death match. They were all awakened by the sudden explosion and now they had become the scared spectators. There were no doubts that they had witnessed what Sacrilegious was capable of doing at the dance. However, this was far different from that night. He was more frightening and more powerful. However, it was the same with the other pure blood who seemed to resemble the one who caused so much chaos at the ball. They were only taken out from their fearful trances by Moirae's calm voice. "Remember your duties. Ease your fears. Master Sacrilegious is fighting on his own. We have to do our part." This was enough to have the Night Class returned to their senses and have their perspectives be restored.
Without a second more, the Night Class were out and about. Leaving the matter of the probable ringleader in the hands of their Lord Sacrilegious. In addition, there was nothing they can really do against a pure blood and the best they can be is a distraction which would be a nuisance to their Night Class Lord. They spotted the group of mad vampires and a rather large group of noble vampires maneuvering the horde. It was quite a surprise for most of the Night Class. After all, they are mostly comprised of noble vampires and even more so, they were also familiar faces among the ones intending to destroy the peace of Cross Academy. This was not only a fight for their belief but also a fight for their own attachment.
Moirae joined the Night Class in making sure that the enemies would not be able to reach the main building where the Day Class students were situated. She would not allow the humans be involved in this. "I'll be leaving everything to you again, Moirae. With you here and by Sacred's side, I'm at ease." Those were Takeru's words to her before he departed to keep this Academy from the greedy hands of the Vampire Council. She will not fail the expectations placed on her and even more so by her Master. It was not going to be an easy battle especially with noble vampires against them. However, she was Sacrilegious' servant for nothing.
Spotting two nobles and a dozen of mad vampires targeting the Takagi twins, she interfered with her knives stopping the group of attackers from advancing any further. She then went before them with a few dash and jumps along the way. "The Night Class is here." Her eyes of sapphire blue glowed eerily indicated the activation of her ability. It was then an anagram appeared underneath the enemy group. "Begone." Once that was stated, a rain of knives fell on them stabbing them without much reprieve. They were thoroughly diced and soon, they become nothing more but dusts in the wind. She then straightened herself and faced the Takagi twins. "We cannot allow them to advance any further. We must protect the Main building at all costs." Noticing a bit of dread enveloping the two girls, Moirae gave a comforting smile. "Everything will be fine. I'm certain of that." She then patted the two girls on the head being taller and definitely older, the silver-haired vampire was capable of that gesture. "When this is all over, let us all have tea. I'm pretty sure Master Sacrilegious and Lord Takeru would be pleased." She then winked at them before taking a step back and dashing towards the swarm of enemies.
There Moirae noticed the figure of the not-so-normal teacher. Wrecking havoc like he did during the ball, she arrived by his side. There was no certainty but, "Don't lose yourself too much." No malice or sarcasm in those words. Actually, the way she delivered it was more on the lighter side as if Sergei was an old friend of hers which was not plausible. It had a gentle and warm tone to it. Her eyes of sapphire blue glanced at him as she delivered a few knives at a group of vampires coming at Sergei's side and smiled brightly. "Good to have you on this side." With that, she gave him a salute and went off to take care of other annoying critters.
On the side of Sacred and Judas, the fight was still escalating from worse to worst. The moment they took a break. Judas stood on the opposite side. It clear that he was suffering lacerations and wounds that on a human aspect are fatal. The same could be said on Sacred who also stood on the other end. Around them, there was devastation. The damage to the Grand Hall cannot compare to the ones they did. However, they were both pure bloods and even more powerful than the other of their kinds in existence. Recovery comes to them easily. Unless one of them beheads or takes out the heart of the other, this battle of theirs would continue for eternity.
"Did that sleep of yours weaken you? Or being in the midst of these insects dulled your senses." Judas stated as he rolled back his shoulders and cracked his neck from side to side. His wounds were no longer present but there were still the traces of blood and grime. "Perhaps, I should let you experience again how helpless you are to protect anyone?" He snapped his fingers and an ice sculpture of Takeru appeared before Sacrilegious. The purple pure blood narrowed his eyes at this and the presence he released earlier got thicker than before. "My sister told me about him." Judas then placed a hand on the sculpture as it broke into a thousand of pieces. "I'll break him like I did to---"
Judas was not able to finish his sentence as Sacred had already grabbed hold of his throat and the pressure of it being slowly crushed racked through his body. The mere fact his body was regenerating at such an accelerated rate that it was almost tiring proved how strong Sacrilegious became. "Die!" For the second time, Judas felt fear crept inside of him. Sacred's expression was not to be deemed humane or vampiric anymore. This was purely of a monster. Even the presence that Sacred was exuding can be felt throughout the Academy in droves like thick miasma of terror and a great amount of hatred. It even brought the mad and the noble vampires such trembling fright. They stopped their attack and curled in fear. The first time Judas experienced such a thing was during that time.
Soon, the two pure bloods were at the water portion in between of the two bridges which each connect respectively to the Sun and Moon dormitories. They were at the center where the everyone could see them without much interference. It was quite remarkable as Sacred stood on the liquid surface without creating any ripples. In his hand, Judas was raised by the throat. Emerald hazed eyes gazed into vermilion blood ones seething with rage and hatred. "Yo--u're rec--kle--ss." Judas managed to say as Sacred crushed his windpipe for the umpteenth time. As if to deliver the meaning of Judas' words, the water beneath them froze turning it into an ice wasteland. In the process, Sacred's feet was consumed by such an act. The purple pure blood was now unavailable to move as his feet were also trapped in the ice.
"He is really cruel... But, I still like him. I must be a masochist... Isn't that funny?"
This was nothing more but a mere existence of a defiance to Sacrilegious. It was nothing for him to fret about as his never wavered from Judas' form. "Useless." It was Sacred's reply as he raised his other hand and was ready to rip Judas' heart out and to watch the guy turn into crystal and then evaporate into fragments of light. At last, there would be retribution for that failure, for that sin, for that broken promise. He would finally have some form of penance. Perhaps, he could finally face her. However, the next events were unprecedented for anyone to expect. There was one thing for certain. A voice so familiar and distant echoed throughout the thick darkness. It was calling out to someone and that person was...
"Sacred!"