WHO: Kumiko, Raidon, Toru and an army- aka the dracu-vamps WHAT: The scary army of vampires arrive in LA WHEN: Late at night WHERE: Overlooking LA RATING: PG13ish STATUS: COMPLETE
Los Angeles. You see it at night and it shines. People are drawn to it. People, and other things.
"This is a bad plan."
Toru glanced at the taller vampire who had spoken, an irritated scowl still on his face as he stared at the lights of the city.
"Oh don't be such a pessimist Raidon," he laughed. "We have the Scythe, and just think how much fun it will be to strip these three of their powers personally. A former Slayers blood, it is the sweetest."
Raidon turned his scowl on his companion, still unsettled as to why they were even here in the first place. They had done the successful beta test, wrenched the strength from the Japanese Slayer and left her body as a gruesome welcome for the rest of those whoring girls. Why were they taking the risks by coming here themselves.
"At least you didn't call me dour this time," he finally said before looking out at the city. "And you should be with me on this, you've already gotten to have your fun. And besides, what if the rumors are right, and the Champion does have an item that could be a real threat to us?"
"Yes and now she wants hers. And do you want to be the one to tell her no?"
There was an almost nervous glance over his shoulder as the she came out of the shadows as smoke, the giggle audible long before her features became clear from the darkness.
"Oh what fun we will have, right boys?" Kumiko stepped between her beloved boys and slid an arm over each of their shoulders, even if she did have to stand on tiptoe to do it. "We will tear down the Queen, the Rogue and the Brat and then none shall stand in our way."
From behind her in the darkness yellow eyes gleamed and growls filled the air. The army, a thousand vampires strong, stood ready to follow their every order. Kumiko giggled again. She did so love it when these wonderful boys wanted to make her happy. She had given them great power. Herself, and Raidon and Toru had taken the power of Dracula and passed it on to their army. Even if the little soldiers couldn't control it themselves, she could turn them into beasts to suit her whims.
Actually, she could do anything she wanted to suit her whims. Eternal life was fun if you were her.
She turned on the army and offered a cruel smirk.
"Go. Go down there and spread word of our arrival. Bring more to our cause, but only if they are the best. Anyone brings me a fledgling and I'll eat their eyeballs."
She clapped her hands with a playful smile.
"Go now, chop chop."
She turned the smile on Toru and Raidon. Her boys, her favorites. Toru with his sarcasm and wit and lust for pain. And Raidon, with his droll mannerisms and love of the kill. With these boys at her side there was nothing she couldn't do. These boys and this. She held up the Scythe, feeling the power thrumming through it as she studied the cold blade.
She would kill them all, all the little girls and take the Champion's toy to play with.
With a delighted laugh she turned her face to the sky, making the lightning dance.