########################################################################### #X#v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v#X# ########################################################################### #<# #># #># A III #<# #<# AA IIIII #># #># AAA III #<# #<# AAAA #># #># A AA IIII ZZZZZZZZZZZ #<# #<# A AA IIIIII ZZZZZZZZZZZ #># #># AAAAAAA III Z ZZ "The Dark Storm" #<# #<# A AA III Z #># #># A AA III ZZ -By Slayer Z #<# #<# A AA III I Z #># #># AAA AAA IIII II ZZZ ZZ #<# #<# AAAAAA AAAAA IIIII ZZZZZZ ZZZZ #># #># ZZZ ZZ #<# #<# ZZZZ #># #># #<# ########################################################################### #X#^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^#X# ########################################################################### A hard steady rain poured on the dark, gothic city of Talaway. Few people walked the city streets for fear of crime and gangs. But those were nothing to what most people feared the most; Zombies, amateur vampires and other sources of the undead that also were involved in gangs. To this town, no zombie is a good zombie. The city itself was like any other normal city. Having rundown buildings, big businesses, and the gang infested slums. The city was also full of street bums, scared to death of the rumored vampires that lurked the gothic alleys and attacked with the utmost silent approach. As a gentle wind blew along with the rain, Aiz walked the streets of the city. He was a tall man of about 6'2", with broad shoulders. His body had a solid build and was very powerful. His shoulder length black hair blew gently with the wind. Everything he wore was black, including his leather trench coat reaching down to his ankles. His black boots were the only thing that could be seen when looking at him from behind. A dark vest covered the black shirt that he was wearing that tucked into his jeans. Aiz stopped to take his cigarette out his of mouth. He blew one last puff, the smoke filtering and into the air with the wind before he dropped it on the ground. He took out his pack of cigarettes and lit another one. He tilted his head up while putting the pack back into his pocket. Even for how much it was raining, Aiz could still see partial moon light through his black shades and even through the gray clouds. His concentration was soon interrupted by the scream of women. He turned his head to see two women running half-naked through the rain barefoot, panicking for their lives. Behind them were four skinheads, each dressed similar; with torn jeans, shirts, blue jeans vests and run-down shoes. He could hear them shouting at the women; "Common baby! We're not finished with ya! Wahaha!" said one of the men "Yea! This show is just gettin' started!" said another. They were chasing waitresses from a nearby restaurant. The women didn't look back, they kept whatever top they could on and ran through the cold rain, hoping not to slip. The men chased them into a dark alleyway, hidden away from the dim streetlights. The laughter of the men only echoed louder into the night as they entered. Keeping his cig in his mouth, Aiz slipped his hands in his pants pockets and followed them into the alleyway. The men's laughter grew louder as he walked closer to where the women were now cornered. The laughter suddenly went quiet. "Shh! Yo homies?! You hear dat?!" Said the leader. "So what? Let's just take care of these girls and go! They're ain't much to 'em!" Said his friend "Yea, I guess! Commere baby! I want somethin' from you!" The leader said again. The other two men laughed stood behind them and laughed as the women panicked more. "Pl.. please! Don't hurt us!" Said the first woman. "Y.. Yes! We can get your order right this time!" Said the other. "No baby, your body HAS my order on it! And I want it right now!" Sneered the leader, licking his lips. "Your blood will surely satisfy my appetite!" Aiz turned the alley corner to find the four men coming closer to the women, they're eyes full of fear. "I suggest you let them go." Aiz spoke with a deep voice, with his cigarette still in his mouth. Each of the men spun around to see who spoke of them. "What the... WHO THE HELL IS THAT?!" The leader shouted. "Terry! Waste him!" "Yeah boss!" one of the back men said. He lifted his arms up and opened his mouth. His eyes began to glow an evil shade of red. "Pathetic vampires." Aiz said to himself. With a loud hiss, Terry lunged at Aiz. Both women assumed the worst and quickly covered their eyes. At the last second, keeping his head down, Aiz pulled his long barrel .45 from it's holster on left side of his body and fired a shot in the man's head. He shouted with pain as his body flew past Aiz and into the wall behind him. "Woaaah! Yo, you two, get him!" The leader hissed. "But boss...!" They said in unison. "I said go!" He shouted. Reluctantly, the other two men hissed and bared fangs as well. They also lunged at Aiz. "Enough games." Aiz calmly stated. The quickly through down his cigarette, hoisted his .45 and thrust his hands in front of him. His two attackers stopped in their tracks. Aiz lifted his hands, levitating both of the vampires into the air. The leader watched in a mix of confusion and amazement. "Ahh!" "Hey, put us down!" Aiz looked at the leader and the two women and grinned slightly. "Haaaa!" Aiz shouted as he closed his fists tightly. Both vampires' heads shot up, screaming with pain. Sounds of bone breaking and tearing flesh could be heard coming from both of them. The two vampire's hands started scurrying throughout their bodies trying to relieve the pain. Aiz quickly pulled his arms inward, both vampires exploded in a cloud of white blood, splattering on the ground along with bits of bone and internal organs. It was very hard to see it, both women screamed from the sound of the explosion. "Wha...!" The leader said, shaking from head to toe. "How did ya.. how did you do that?!" Aiz took out his pack of cigarettes, pulled out another and put it in his mouth. He also took out his lighter, clicked it open and lit his cigarette, blocking the wind from the fire. He then put them back in his pocket. "Answer me! Do you have white blood running through your veins?!" "Come and find out." Aiz said behind his cig. "I.. I will!" The lone vampire shouted. He, unlike the others, tore off his shirt and growled at the dark man. "Your blood is mine!!" The beast stated. He jumped at Aiz, who made no attempt to block. "BE CAREFUL!!!" One of the women shouted. A few short seconds later, the vampire jumped on Aiz, sinking his sharp fangs into the white skin on his neck. Aiz stood there with his arms crossed. "Hah! So... you are a... guh... uh... AHHHH!!!" The vampire shouted. Aiz began to chuckle, soon it grew into a deep, calm laugh. "Any vampire who tries to suck my blood instantly dies... pitiful thing." The man sunk off of Aiz's body and onto the cold, wet ground dead. Aiz looked at the two women who stood, cold and dumbstruck. "Go." Aiz stated. "T.. Thanks, mister!" The woman said 'Yeah! How can we ever repay you?!" The other asked. "Hmm.. You can help me by staying out of my sight. Now go." He ordered. Without another word, the two women ran out of the alley going around the blood that was splattered. Aiz leaned against the wall, smoking his cigarette while the rain only poured down heavier. He through his wet hair from in front of his eyes and grinned, looking down at the dead gang member only a few feet in front of him. "Pitiful souls don't deserve a second chance." He thought to himself.