Knightblazer
Memories in the Rain
+ Devil Øf The Hunt + [One Shot/PG 13]
A-HEM! Yes, its me again, Knightblazer, the-wannabe-Mew-and-Mewtwo-crap-shipping-fic-one-shot-writer. But luckily, I'm not writing a Mew X Dark Mewtwo fic, because... I have no inspiration. XD But then, I got some after reading Hellsing Volume 5, or more specfically, D: Part Six to Nine - the entire Rip-got-her-socks-knocked-off-by-Alucard. XD So yeah... I writng a One-shot based on that, with a twist of my Midian: City Of The Damned fanfic. About 1,000 words long, and very strange style of writingness, IMHO. And so... here we go!
By rule and credit, the lyrics are from the Opera Der Freischütz (or "The Magic Bullet Marksman") written by Carl Maria von Weber. ^^;
And oh, this is gonna be my entery for the Myths and Legends One Shot contest. Link ish here><;
The endless echoes of gunfire rang as the military began their attack upon the huge winged silhouette. Loud splatters of blood could be heard as the bullets met their mark, but not once did the figure stop. It nose dived, crimson eyes blazing with triumph and insane glee as a pillar of red and orange erupted from its beak.
Men screamed as the pillar of flames met its target, the area exploding as rubble flew into the night sky. The sound of pebbles ringed as bone shards landed noisily onto the earth. More screams were now audible as some evacuated the area.
The figure continued its suicidal decent towards the building, the smoky trail behind it in a plume of white and gray against the jet-black sky.
Ho-Oh screeched out a cry of insane joy as the building edged closer towards him. A silent figure stood upon the winged hunches of the fallen phoenix, its cloak rustling noisily against the violent winds as crimson eyes slowly silted. A gleam of insanity sparkled within those garnet depths.
The figure standing upon Ho-Oh flashed a grin of triumph as he spotted his target. With a wave of his paw, Ho-Oh screeched yet again as released another fiery attack. Mewtwo’s blood-red eyes glowed unnaturally in anticipation as the phoenix reached its target.
Upon the building, a figure stood, long jet-black hair flying in the breeze, a streak jumping over her garnet eyes and Cheshire grin visible upon her face.
The woman’s coal black eyes gleamed with excitement as she raised her musket.
Even when the evergreen is shaken by the storm…
A single shot burst from the weapon as a whizzing purple orb with slicing edges flew straight towards the figure, shearing through the attacker. Yet the figure still did not stop.
I am worried,
I am worried.
The bullet continued its destructive path, but Mewtwo just let out a roar of insane laughter as the faintest flicker of flames began to appear all over Ho-Oh.
The moonbeams are still sure;
The moonlight makes it yet like Twilight.
The grin upon the woman’s face slowly turned into a look of pure shock and then terror as the fallen phoenix burst into a frightening figure of blazing embers and tendrils of pure shadow with a deafening explosion.
Every human within the building now gasped out in shock and terror as a huge figure appeared from the Shadow Phoenix, its garnet eyes glowing in excitement for the massacre ahead. A Cheshire grin flashed upon its face as Mewtwo merged with Ho-Oh himself.
With a shrill cry, the bird crashed itself hard against the building, immediately exploding in a wave of blood and ashes. The woman screamed as she scrambled away from the area, eyes widening in shock as the lanky form of Mewtwo slowly turned his head towards her, his crimson gaze locked onto hers. A Cheshire grin crept upon his face when he saw the terror in her eyes. Oh, how the Devil loved to taste her fear and horror.
“A magnificent ability, Lieutenant Rip.”
The woman whimpered in fear as Mewtwo slowly walked towards her. Softly, a single name came out from her trembling lips. “Zamiel…”
“…Zamiel…!” whimpered the female as she scrambled away from the clone, her eyes wide in fear.
The liuentant stopped when she was faced with a dead end of the place. She turned to see Mewtwo still walking towards her, an insane grin now clearly visible upon his ashen face. Crimson eyes gleamed as a paw slowly reached towards her face. Rip slowly backed away from the outstreched paw.
“ZAMIEL!” she screamed in fright, moments before the clone harshly grabbed her face. With a sinister chuckle, the clone grabbed the musket Rip Van was clenching so tightly and directed it above her chest. A scream escaped the woman as the weapon plunged straight through her chest. As the pain slowly numbed her senses, she felt ice-cold breath creeping along her throat… followed by a sudden flash of pain exactly on her jagular vein as fangs pierced her delicate skin. She looked at the depths of Mewtwo’s garnet vision as her vision began blurring and strength left her like a broken dam. Wrapped by the icy tendrils of shadow, the Liuentant felt her life being slowly drained by the beast. Slowly, as the last of her life flickered away, she remembered the Major’s last words.
As the tranquility of the night slowly returned, the corpse of Rip van Winkle was devoured by the shadows as Mewtwo’s insane roar of laughter rang into the night. For in the end, even the hunter herself had been taken by the Devil of the Hunt.
Knightblazer ;262;
A-HEM! Yes, its me again, Knightblazer, the-wannabe-Mew-and-Mewtwo-crap-shipping-fic-one-shot-writer. But luckily, I'm not writing a Mew X Dark Mewtwo fic, because... I have no inspiration. XD But then, I got some after reading Hellsing Volume 5, or more specfically, D: Part Six to Nine - the entire Rip-got-her-socks-knocked-off-by-Alucard. XD So yeah... I writng a One-shot based on that, with a twist of my Midian: City Of The Damned fanfic. About 1,000 words long, and very strange style of writingness, IMHO. And so... here we go!
By rule and credit, the lyrics are from the Opera Der Freischütz (or "The Magic Bullet Marksman") written by Carl Maria von Weber. ^^;
And oh, this is gonna be my entery for the Myths and Legends One Shot contest. Link ish here><;
•| Devil Øf The Hunt |•
What is this thing?
This dread, this valley of fear?
This dread, this valley of fear?
The endless echoes of gunfire rang as the military began their attack upon the huge winged silhouette. Loud splatters of blood could be heard as the bullets met their mark, but not once did the figure stop. It nose dived, crimson eyes blazing with triumph and insane glee as a pillar of red and orange erupted from its beak.
There is a devilish hunter there,
And he is on the hunt.
And he is on the hunt.
Men screamed as the pillar of flames met its target, the area exploding as rubble flew into the night sky. The sound of pebbles ringed as bone shards landed noisily onto the earth. More screams were now audible as some evacuated the area.
All who have heard that sound flee from it.
The figure continued its suicidal decent towards the building, the smoky trail behind it in a plume of white and gray against the jet-black sky.
As a hunter, what is there to fear?
Ho-Oh screeched out a cry of insane joy as the building edged closer towards him. A silent figure stood upon the winged hunches of the fallen phoenix, its cloak rustling noisily against the violent winds as crimson eyes slowly silted. A gleam of insanity sparkled within those garnet depths.
Does fear exist within the heart of a hunter?
The figure standing upon Ho-Oh flashed a grin of triumph as he spotted his target. With a wave of his paw, Ho-Oh screeched yet again as released another fiery attack. Mewtwo’s blood-red eyes glowed unnaturally in anticipation as the phoenix reached its target.
I appear within the depths of the night…
Upon the building, a figure stood, long jet-black hair flying in the breeze, a streak jumping over her garnet eyes and Cheshire grin visible upon her face.
I give no heed to any fears…
The woman’s coal black eyes gleamed with excitement as she raised her musket.
Even when the evergreen is shaken by the storm…
…even when the birds cry out.
A single shot burst from the weapon as a whizzing purple orb with slicing edges flew straight towards the figure, shearing through the attacker. Yet the figure still did not stop.
I am worried,
I am worried.
I am worried,
I am worried.
I am worried.
There is no need to hurry so;
Don’t go, don’t go.
Don’t go, don’t go.
The bullet continued its destructive path, but Mewtwo just let out a roar of insane laughter as the faintest flicker of flames began to appear all over Ho-Oh.
The moonbeams are still sure;
The moonlight makes it yet like Twilight.
But before long…
…that light will fade as well.
The grin upon the woman’s face slowly turned into a look of pure shock and then terror as the fallen phoenix burst into a frightening figure of blazing embers and tendrils of pure shadow with a deafening explosion.
A v-voice is c-c-coming from th-there…
…a-a v-v-voice th-that is c-c-calling t-to m-me.
Every human within the building now gasped out in shock and terror as a huge figure appeared from the Shadow Phoenix, its garnet eyes glowing in excitement for the massacre ahead. A Cheshire grin flashed upon its face as Mewtwo merged with Ho-Oh himself.
Soon, the light of the day shall vanish too…
Fate has driven you.
Fate has driven you.
With a shrill cry, the bird crashed itself hard against the building, immediately exploding in a wave of blood and ashes. The woman screamed as she scrambled away from the area, eyes widening in shock as the lanky form of Mewtwo slowly turned his head towards her, his crimson gaze locked onto hers. A Cheshire grin crept upon his face when he saw the terror in her eyes. Oh, how the Devil loved to taste her fear and horror.
“A magnificent ability, Lieutenant Rip.”
“No doubt the magic bullets of the legendary demonic hunter.”
“J-Jawohl! Herr Major!”
The woman whimpered in fear as Mewtwo slowly walked towards her. Softly, a single name came out from her trembling lips. “Zamiel…”
“Der Freischütz, eh? Certainly this is the same as the devil’s own deed;
But it would be best if you kept something in mind, Lieutenant.”
“J-Ja?”
But it would be best if you kept something in mind, Lieutenant.”
“J-Ja?”
“…Zamiel…!” whimpered the female as she scrambled away from the clone, her eyes wide in fear.
“Do you know the finale of Der Freischütz, Liuentant?
At the end of the opera, Caspar is taken to hell by the demon hunter king, Zamiel, whom he had duelled with, and his corpse thrown into the Wolf’s Glen.”
At the end of the opera, Caspar is taken to hell by the demon hunter king, Zamiel, whom he had duelled with, and his corpse thrown into the Wolf’s Glen.”
The liuentant stopped when she was faced with a dead end of the place. She turned to see Mewtwo still walking towards her, an insane grin now clearly visible upon his ashen face. Crimson eyes gleamed as a paw slowly reached towards her face. Rip slowly backed away from the outstreched paw.
“For if thou presumeth to flirt with spirits…
…thou shalt join them.”
…thou shalt join them.”
“Take heed, Liuentant.”
“ZAMIEL!” she screamed in fright, moments before the clone harshly grabbed her face. With a sinister chuckle, the clone grabbed the musket Rip Van was clenching so tightly and directed it above her chest. A scream escaped the woman as the weapon plunged straight through her chest. As the pain slowly numbed her senses, she felt ice-cold breath creeping along her throat… followed by a sudden flash of pain exactly on her jagular vein as fangs pierced her delicate skin. She looked at the depths of Mewtwo’s garnet vision as her vision began blurring and strength left her like a broken dam. Wrapped by the icy tendrils of shadow, the Liuentant felt her life being slowly drained by the beast. Slowly, as the last of her life flickered away, she remembered the Major’s last words.
“Zamiel may just…
…appear before you, too.”
As the tranquility of the night slowly returned, the corpse of Rip van Winkle was devoured by the shadows as Mewtwo’s insane roar of laughter rang into the night. For in the end, even the hunter herself had been taken by the Devil of the Hunt.
Knightblazer ;262;
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