amon_darknight
Say Goodnighttothe Badguy
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This is a closed thread for Katalynn and myself. Read and enjoy.
There is a Church in Rome that has a secret order that keeps the balance of this world. They make sure Evil does not gain too much power in this world and when it does, they send out there chosen hunters to take care of it. Lately in the world, there has been an uprising of Evil spreading, a few Vampires have made there home on Los Angeles California. And this secret meeting has called forth their new champion.
Alexander “Cross” Windhawk
A man opens the door and walks into the Church, making the cross symbol over his chest as he looks up to the crucifix hanging on the wall. He shakes his head and he walks to the door and knocks on it. He waits at the door with his long flowing jacket/cape flowing with a gentle breeze as the door opens and leads to a staircase. Alexander walks down with only his Katana in his hand as he descends the dark staircase. Finally when he gets to the seemingly endless stairwell he looks around and sees torches lit on the walls and he could see Priests standing waiting for him.
Priest: “Well you took your time didn’t you Alexander. We have called upon you to go and destroy a Vampire in Los Angeles, we assume that creature has already made a small army for protection. We don’t really know, but we need you to go and take it down and restore the balance to the City of Angels. Please say you will help, we can pay you, we know you are a bounty hunter and one with the reputation for being the best. Now please accept our hunt. We are far to old and not skilled in the likes of heavy weaponry like you are.”
They waited for his answer as they looked upon Alexander’s face and they didn’t know if he would accept. Alexander slicked his long bangs from his face and looked through his sunglasses at the priests.
Alexander: “I shall fear no evil, for I am the righteous man of the light. I will accept your hunt. Now anything you can tell me about these vampires, weaknesses, where I should start looking, how to kill them, weapons of choice, how they kill and travel?”
The priests all smiled and told him things of holy power, crucifixes, holy water, holy ground and things of the such and Alexander smiled. One priest walked up and handed him two things. In one hand they placed a large metal crucifix and the other a flask of holy water.
Priest: “Take these and vanquish the evil in L.A. than come back and collect your bounty. Hurry now, the longer you take, the bigger the army it makes to take over L.A. Go now.”
Alexander nods his head and puts the semi large crucifix on and over his neck and he tucked it in his shirt.
Alexander: “Thank you, I must be off.”
Priest: “Wait, sunlight and fire they fear as well, two of the things they hate the most. I am sure you know the rest. But we don’t know how powerful this one is, so be careful. Do not tell anyone about us, especially the Vampire. God Speed to you my child.”
Alexander was off and he headed towards the airport on his custom built motorcycle (think Akria bike)
He took a private jet and was soon in LA the City of Angels and Alexander began his search. He first went to a bar and sat down and took a few minutes to rest. He had his sword and he had two handguns, the only two weapons he carried, but he was thinking he would need other such weapons. He took a napkin and a pen and wrote some things out on them.
Vampire Weapons Needed
1) Wooden Stakes
2) Crucifix daggers
3) Holy Water bombs
4) Silver bullets (incase of werewolf’s)
He was thinking everything he knew about Vampires, but it was only from movies and the such. Shit, he thought to himself, why couldn’t this be a easy bounty, he was doing work for God he guessed. Got to get a room to settle in. He walked to the bathroom and looked himself in the mirror as he stood at the sink. He had long white hair that hung to his mid back, with long bangs hanging in his face, he wore a red button up shirt that was a little longer than most and his black pants were baggy, his long flowing grayish white jacket never seemed to stop flowing with unfelt breezes. He splashed water in his face and ran a hand over his scruffy beard and he thought of what would come out of this bounty.
There is a Church in Rome that has a secret order that keeps the balance of this world. They make sure Evil does not gain too much power in this world and when it does, they send out there chosen hunters to take care of it. Lately in the world, there has been an uprising of Evil spreading, a few Vampires have made there home on Los Angeles California. And this secret meeting has called forth their new champion.
Alexander “Cross” Windhawk
A man opens the door and walks into the Church, making the cross symbol over his chest as he looks up to the crucifix hanging on the wall. He shakes his head and he walks to the door and knocks on it. He waits at the door with his long flowing jacket/cape flowing with a gentle breeze as the door opens and leads to a staircase. Alexander walks down with only his Katana in his hand as he descends the dark staircase. Finally when he gets to the seemingly endless stairwell he looks around and sees torches lit on the walls and he could see Priests standing waiting for him.
Priest: “Well you took your time didn’t you Alexander. We have called upon you to go and destroy a Vampire in Los Angeles, we assume that creature has already made a small army for protection. We don’t really know, but we need you to go and take it down and restore the balance to the City of Angels. Please say you will help, we can pay you, we know you are a bounty hunter and one with the reputation for being the best. Now please accept our hunt. We are far to old and not skilled in the likes of heavy weaponry like you are.”
They waited for his answer as they looked upon Alexander’s face and they didn’t know if he would accept. Alexander slicked his long bangs from his face and looked through his sunglasses at the priests.
Alexander: “I shall fear no evil, for I am the righteous man of the light. I will accept your hunt. Now anything you can tell me about these vampires, weaknesses, where I should start looking, how to kill them, weapons of choice, how they kill and travel?”
The priests all smiled and told him things of holy power, crucifixes, holy water, holy ground and things of the such and Alexander smiled. One priest walked up and handed him two things. In one hand they placed a large metal crucifix and the other a flask of holy water.
Priest: “Take these and vanquish the evil in L.A. than come back and collect your bounty. Hurry now, the longer you take, the bigger the army it makes to take over L.A. Go now.”
Alexander nods his head and puts the semi large crucifix on and over his neck and he tucked it in his shirt.
Alexander: “Thank you, I must be off.”
Priest: “Wait, sunlight and fire they fear as well, two of the things they hate the most. I am sure you know the rest. But we don’t know how powerful this one is, so be careful. Do not tell anyone about us, especially the Vampire. God Speed to you my child.”
Alexander was off and he headed towards the airport on his custom built motorcycle (think Akria bike)
He took a private jet and was soon in LA the City of Angels and Alexander began his search. He first went to a bar and sat down and took a few minutes to rest. He had his sword and he had two handguns, the only two weapons he carried, but he was thinking he would need other such weapons. He took a napkin and a pen and wrote some things out on them.
Vampire Weapons Needed
1) Wooden Stakes
2) Crucifix daggers
3) Holy Water bombs
4) Silver bullets (incase of werewolf’s)
He was thinking everything he knew about Vampires, but it was only from movies and the such. Shit, he thought to himself, why couldn’t this be a easy bounty, he was doing work for God he guessed. Got to get a room to settle in. He walked to the bathroom and looked himself in the mirror as he stood at the sink. He had long white hair that hung to his mid back, with long bangs hanging in his face, he wore a red button up shirt that was a little longer than most and his black pants were baggy, his long flowing grayish white jacket never seemed to stop flowing with unfelt breezes. He splashed water in his face and ran a hand over his scruffy beard and he thought of what would come out of this bounty.