The Church Ultimate Edition

Verse 5 : Unseen Bargin

Daniel winced in pain as he struggled to his feet, his body aching from the impact of being tossed aside by Zephyrus, "What have you done with Holly?".

Zephyrus laughed sadistically, relishing in Daniel's distress. "Ah, your dear Holly," he taunted. "She may very well be lying dead in a ditch somewhere. Or perhaps she's become a delightful feast for my loyal nightwalkers. Who knows?" he replied, a twisted grin on his face. "You sick bastard!" Daniel said "you and me both Daniel aren't you the one who left those people back at the asylum to die, does little holly know her savior is a heartless coward too" "I'm going to kill you" Daniel shouted as his ran towards in fury Zephyrus.

Meanwhile, Holly's hazy vision began to clear as she regained consciousness. She found herself lying on the ground, her wounds hurting. As she looked up, she caught sight of a man with long blonde hair, gracefully dispatching the nightwalkers with his silver and gold handguns known as the Cartel Twins, Fate and Fortune. Each shot was precise and deadly, Holly watched in awe as he effortlessly took out the creatures. The man approached Holly and lifted her gently, carrying her towards his car. Holly, still disoriented, tried to get out of the moving vehicle, but the man stopped her, saying, "Hey, stop that! I'm trying to save you." Confused and concerned, Holly asked, "Who are you? Where are you taking me?"

The man flashed a charming smile, "Oh, excuse me. Where are my manners? You may call me Sir Arthur the brave and you, my lady, are?" Holly calmed down and she replied, "Oh, my name is Holly." She took a deep breath and continued, "You still haven't told me where we are going." Sir Arthur's eyes sparkled with enthusiasm. "Ah, my apologies. We are headed to the Church's western branch. You are fortunate to be in the care of an IV-ranked knight like myself, my lady." "Okay, but I can't leave without my friend Daniel." Sir Arthur replied. "Fear not, for I am aware of Daniel's plight. He is in good hands. My boy Michael is on his way to retrieve him as we speak."

Back at the police station, Zephyrus dragged a bloody an unconscious Daniel away "Finally i can cut the whole I'm an imposing villain act it really drains me", his mind filled with thoughts and ideas as he rambled on and on about his other creations and his grand plans to unconscious Daniel "I have this machine called the.. we'll nevermind that, I have this new weapon I'm working huh shhh I can't tell you what it does so stop asking. Should I call it the chaos blaster or malevolence beam, sofia says those names are dumb but meh i know you get it so wha... wait i just realized I can make you like Soul but stronger, I'll stick to that prick Valentine". However, before they could get far, the distinctive sound of a motorcycle cut through the air, interrupting their talk. Zephyrus raised his brow, perplexed by the familiar noise. A small blade suddenly pierced Zephyrus' leg, causing him to stumble. "Damn it, what's this?" he muttered as he pulled out the blade. He was taken aback when he realized that his wound wasn't healing. A man in a long black leather duster coat draped over him appeared On his head sat a sleek black top hat, casting a shadow over his piercing gaze, The combination of black and white details in his attire created a striking contrast at his side, the slender yin yang blades, their slim design embodying both grace and danger.

"That is a Holly blade, boy," Father Michael stated. "No creature of the night can withstand the arsenal I possess Zephyrus you should know that."

"Micheal, you bastard" he said, as his laughter echoed through the night. Father Michael's. "The last time I saw you at the battle in the Twilight Cathedral your damn subordinate took me sofy" Zephyrus said ".....I don't have time for meaningless dialogue Zephyrus" Micheal said "well it's seems my times up.... sike get him"

Zephyrus commanded his nightwalkers that hoped out of the buildings , hoping they could slow down Michael and give him time to get away. The creatures charged forward, their claws and fangs bared, ready to tear into the Bishop. But Michael was no ordinary man with each step commanding fear and respect. His mere presence forced the nightwalkers to shrink back into the safety of shadows. "You're such a buzzkill, Michael," Zephyrus said, as the ground trembled, buildings crumbled, and monstrous abominations emerged from the depths, resembling twisted amalgamations of rotting flesh, standing at a towering height of 20 feet. "What do you think of my failed experiments?" "These poor souls" Micheal said and With a swift motion, he drew his yin blade from the side holster, the metal had no reflection under the moonlight the black blades darkness consumed the surrounding light, as if it held a gravitational pull on every ray close to it. His movements were fluid and precise, striking with impeccable timing. He moved with an otherworldly grace, dancing among the abominations as he effortlessly dispatched them all at once. With one swing of his blade sent the creatures flying, unable to land a single blow on the Bishop. Michael's experience and skill were evident as he anticipated their attacks, flawlessly countering their every move. He struck with precision, aiming for their vital points and swiftly ending their undead lifes. "The black blade yin i was kinda hoping to see yang, Valentine said at the battle in the Twilight Cathedral. In contrast to the black blade yin the companion blade yang shimmers with light that surpassed the limits of mere reflection. Its luminosity was so intense that it dared to challenge the sun itself, emitting a radiance so blinding that it left an imprint on his vision till date. But in hindsight I'm kinda glade you didn't use it"

Zephyrus watched in fascination as his creations fell before Michael's blade. "I knew the were no match for you Michael but winning was never the point" Despite the circumstances, a wicked smile curled on Zephyrus's face. Zephyrus was an opportunistic person always looking for an advantage. In an instance he was gone, Zephyrus disappeared into the darkness, his body blending seamlessly with the night. Michael's eyes darted around, searching for any sign of the elusive vampire. He knew Zephyrus was cunning, capable of using deception to his advantage "All this Chaos just to see a blade!" Michael said.

Suddenly, from the shadows, Zephyrus's laughter filled the air. "Oh, Michael, you just don't get it" he said. "this is far from over. I'll see you again, and when i do, I'll come with the surprise I've been cooking up for you". "Hmmm" With that, Michael quickly approached Daniel, who layed unconscious on the ground admist the debris. Gently cradling him in his arms, Michael carried Daniel away from the chaos of the police station the rain started to pour once more.

As they left the scene, the remaining nightwalkers, leaderless, scattered into the night, their bloodlust momentarily quelled. The church's Eastern branch stood as their next destination, headquarters a safe place.