Chapter 6: Arrogance

'You failed me Ernesto' Nostro yelled. The master vampire walked down from his throne. His general was kneeling before him, uttering excuses. Ernesto knew he had failed and he was also very well aware of the concequences of his failure.While the other generals watched, Nostro lifted the vampire up in the air. 'Not only did you promise me that you would have the ancients killed, you also let a good general die because of your foolishness.' After he had spoken, Nostro used his strenght to throw Ernesto away. The vampire went through a wall to stop when he hit another wall. 'You weakling.' Nostro spoke. The mastervampire walked towards his victim with angry steps. 'Surround him' He yelled to the other three generals. The three closed in to prevent Ernesto from escaping while Ernesto himself felt fear for the first time in ages. He had lived more then 2000 years now and since he was a vampire, he had lost fear. He was invincible. But now, knowing that he would die for one last time, Ernesto was scared. He was scared of Nostro and he was scared of death itself.
The vampire did not hear the talking of his master anymore. He also did not feel that his hands got grabbed and pulled backwards. He did feel the claws of Nostro entering his chest. 'AAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWW' he cried out in pain. Ernesto watched as Nostro pulled his heart out of his chest. That was the last thing Ernesto would ever see.

'Throw that body away'  Nostro spoke to two minor vampires. The vampires nodded but before they could take the body away, the werewolf Theobald stepped forwards. 'My lord' he spoke as he kneeled down. 'As you will not be doing anything with the body. Can i have it?' The great vampire thought for a second before nodding. 'Very well. You and your werewolfs had found that humancamp after all, you deserve a treat.'  came the answer. 'Thank you my lord.'  The werewolf spoke, looking forward to such a meal.
'Now, bring in the human' the vampire lord barked. The general named Estess hurried himself to show the human in while Theobald dragged the body away. The heart was still in the hands of Nostro.

Vlad walked into the room with ease. Normal humans would have have feared walking into a room with vampires. Vlad did not. He had seen a lot of blood, most of which he had drained from his victims himself.
The room was full of blood and there was a big hole in one of the walls. He saw a vampire standing and walked to stand next to him, watching a vampire that was standing before a throne. The vampire that had ordered him to come in, came standing on the other side and when a werewolf arrived, the Vampirelord started to talk.
'Welcome Vlad. I must say i was suprised that you came here. Especially when i heard about a deal' Nostro spoke.
Vlad smiled as he watched every move of the vampire. 'I appreciate the way you have taken this land. Carefull, but with power. I do not have a problem with vampires ruling, i even like it. You could say i feel a bond with you all.' The man spoke. Nostro noticed the sweettalking and even though it was good to have his ego boosted, he did not have time for it.
'Come to your point' he spoke.
Vlad Tepes thought for a second, then spoke again. 'Even though I admire you, I noticed that vampires and sunlight do not go together that well. There is where I come in. I can lead your troops during the daytime while you rule during nighttime. The humans will not get a second of rest.' You do not mind that your fellow humans get tortured and killed?' Severus asked. 'Not at all.' came the answer. 'As a matter of fact, I know where some warriors are hiding and i could set up a trap for you.' Vlad added.
'What do you seek as reward?' The master vampire asked. 'You are selling out your own kind after all'.
'As I said before, I feel more of a connection with vampires then I do with humans. As for reward, I ask for minor things. A place in your army as general and some humans to toy with. I might want to become a vampire myself once though.' Vlad had put his cards on the table and it was now time to wait for a response.

Tepes waited untill he got an reaction, not being able to spot the face of the vampire. Suddenly, Nostro threw something at him and when the the prince of Wallachia catched it, he noticed it was an heart. 'Eat it' came the cold command'  Vlad smiled. If this was a test, it was not a very good one. He had eaten human hearts before, the only difference was that he had them usually cooked.
Vlad started eating the heart and blood dripped down his mouth, into his beard and onto the ground. When he had eaten the whole thing, he commented with 'tasty'

'The heart you have eaten belonged to one my generals. One who failed me. This is a warning to you, fail me or try to cheat me and you will have a similair fate.'  Nostro spoke as he stared into the eyes of the human. 'That seems fair' Vlad spoke.
'You will become a vampire when the humans you spoke of are dead. You will get an position in the army then.' The vampire spoke. Nostro sat down and he continued. 'Now tell me of those humans you knew'


'Here is food.' John yelled. The five warriors had been looking for food since they had arrived in this place. The other four warriors started walking towards the teenager and when they arrived at the house he had yelled from, they saw it was some sort of tavern, full of food and drinks.

The five men were finally having fun. After fighting strange creatures and walking across a lot of land, the warriors could finally eat, drink and feast.
Both Miyamoto and John tried to stayed off the liquer at first but the others managed to convince them to drink with them and they too drank.
Pete walked halfdrunk towards John and sat down next to the boy. 'Why don't you take that heavy armour off. We can have some fun.' The pirate spoke. 'But.. i am a boy' came the unshure voice of the young knight.
As an answer, the pirate laughed. It was a hard drunk laugh. 'listen boy. When you spend most of your time on a ship, you do not get picky. I don't care what gender you are as long as you are tight.' The pirate laughed again. John tried to stand up and walk away but the pirate had grabbed him and pulled him down again.
Then the door suddenly opened. All the warriors grabbed their weapons as far as their were able and looked at who walked in.
It was a white man with brown hair and a brown beard who stepped in the room. In this hands he had a long rifle, similair to the weapons of Pete. 'Drop your weapons or you are going down' the man spoke. Almoste all of the warriors dropped their weapons, only the piratecaptain kept his two pistols aimed at the intruder. 'Lower your weapons Pete' Ramses spoke. 'Now stranger, I do not know who you are or what your are doing here, but feel free to come here' Ramses said to the stranger. The man kept his pischal aimed at the warriors untill Pete had lowered his weapons, the man began to speak then. 'I am Ivan. I got seperated from my men and found a juwel. This juwel brought me here. The archangel has some purpose for me here and after fighting monsters that could only be send by the devil himself, I found you. You do not look like angels and better tell me where i am or I am going to kill'
Everybody fell silent untill John suddenly spoke. 'You said archangel Michael spoke to you?'  The man looked at the young boy as he spoke. 'Yes'  'The archangel has spoken to me too.' the young boy spoke.
After this, the situation changed and the man named Ivan started to sit down next to John. They a new warrior with them.


Somewhere else, a larger group of eight warriors were walking down a straight road. If someone could see them, that person would think that two small groups of four were walking there. Since the two groups joined together, they had not talked much or listerend to each other. The only exceptions of the rule were Shang the shaolin monk and Sun Tsu the chinese warrior. They kept on talking together about all sort if Chinese things and they enjoyed the compagny of each other.
As they came  to a crossing in the road, the warriors could not decide which way to go.
Genghis wanted to go left while Alexander wanted to go right. It was not so much the way they wanted to go that created the argument, it was the fact that everybody knew this was the moment the leader would be decided.
'Listen. I have taken over half of the world. I know where we are going and you will listen to me!' Alexander spoke. 'Over my dead body. I am the conqueror. I took different Mongol tribes and created one big army. I know i have taken over more then you' Genghis defended himself.
'That can be arranged' Ceasar growled. 'Try' came the voices of both Ardo and Spartacus.

'Wait, wait.' Came Shang running in. 'You are all equal powerfull. Why don't we vote on what way we go?'
After some discussion, the warriors agreed on the voting. '
After all the warriors had voted, it ended in a tie. Genghis, Ardo, Spartacus and Shang voted for left while Alexander, Ceasar, Sun Tsu and Mnuumu voted for the other way.
The warriors started arguing again and even the Chinese could not stop it.
It was not clear who pulled his weapon first but six of the eight men were holding their weapons, ready to attack.
Sun Tsu ran towards Genghis while Shang hurried himself towards Alexander.
The Chinese men tried to talk as good as they could but without much effect. Alexander suddenly got tired from it and knew of only one way to get what he wanted. He moved his kopis to attack the Shaolin and hit him in the neck. As the small warrior moved to the side to get himself away from another attack, the Azande warrior got an free hit and thrusted his makrigga in the chest of the monk.
Shang went down with a cry and the fighting started.

Genghis and Ardo charged in for the attack while Spartacus slammed his fist in the face of sun Tsu, knocking the warrior out.
The two leaders quicky found each other and started to fight in heavy combat. Julius Ceasar fought the templar knight while Mnuumu fought the Gladiator.
Alexander had an advantage with his sword and shield but the Mongolian defended himself very well with only his saber and his armour to rely on.

Ardo and Julius were locked in another hard battle. The warriors were evenly matched with both wielding a sword and shield and having solid armour. Not that the armour got used, every single hit got either deflected on the sword or the shield of the opponent.

The fight between Spartacus and Mnuumu was more dynamic. The Azande tried to stab his opponent with his spear but Spartacus used his small shield to block the attack and then tried to counter with his Sica. Mnuumu jumped away and managed hit the gladiator in the back with his spear. He then kicked his opponent away.
With Spartacus on the ground, Mnuumu dropped his makrigga and grabbed his Makraka. He then ran to help   the roman.
While Ceasar and Ardo were struggling to get an egde on the other, the templar never noticed that somebody sneaked up on him from behind. Mnuumu grabbed the chainmail coif of Ardo and pulled it up. With a second motion, the African warrior slashed the throat of the knight using his sickle. Ardo tried to get some air as blood dripped into his lungs and he died seconds later.
Both Ceasar and Mnuumu cheered but the cheering stopped as a sicasword met the head of the tribal warrior, ending in the death of said tribal warrior.

Julius Ceasar looked into the eyes of Spartacus and Spartacus looked back. This was the moment both warriors had waited for since they had met in that church.
The fighting erupted again and both warriors moved at each other violently.
The warriors clashed arms again and with an desire to hurt, the fighters lost all self controll.
Spartacus had tried to get past the sturdy defence of the scutum without much effect and got an harder time to block the stabs of the gladius every second. After blocking a thrust again, Spartacus moved to hook his sword on the big shied to pull it away. This gave Julius the oppertunity to attack the gladiator. Julius stepped in, released his scutum and pushed the gladius in the throat of Spartacus.
Genghis and Alexander were still fighting on the other side and both were getting really tired. Around the chest area, some chains had been ripped apart due to the fighting and discare the last few days. This gave a good and open spot Alexander to kill but he had been unable to do so with his curved weapon.
The two combatants fought again and tried to taunt each other and Genghis suddenly said. 'O dear King Alexander. Want me to kneel for you when i kill you?' he said mocking his opponent.
The Macedonian got furious when he heard that and attacked in a blind rage. He moved in with a slash but missed target. The kahn then slashed at the hands of his opponent and as Alexander dropped his sword, Genghis came in for the kill, slashing the throat.

Julius cried in rage as he saw his mentor die by the hands of the Mongolian. He ran towards the opponent and thrusted the gladius through the weak parts of the armour and into the chest of Genghis. The kahn howled in pain as Ceasar pulled his sword out. Genghis moved towards the tree where his stuff was as Ceasar walked towards the Mongolian. Julius kicked his opponent in the face and the kahn rolled towards the tree he was heading for.
Genghis saw his chance and took his bow. As Ceasar came running towards him, Genghis shot the arrow and it hit Julius in his left eye.
Julius was dead instantly and he dropped on the ground, the arrow still sticking out of his eye.
Genghis collapsed seconds later due to bloodloss.

Sun Tsu moaned as he woke up. The fist in his face was hard and painfull and he was shure that his nose was broken. But the shock of seeing all the bloody body's was the worst. 'You fools' the man spoke. 'This is helping nobody.'


 Four warriors walked in a strange building with shelves full of food. Cochise was amazed to find all sort of animals for the picking that he usually had to hunt for.
Halvar and Hannibal were playfully fighting, an habit they had taken on ever since their first confrontation. Saladin on the other hand was looking into some magazines he found. He was unable to read them but the pictures did help.
As all of them were busy on their own way, a growl was heard. Seconds later, a werewolfe walked into the store and ran towards Saladin.
The muslim evaded an attack and a shelf fell with a hard sound on the ground. The beast started hunting Saladin again but recieved an arrow in his shoulder. The beast roared and ran after the Apache who skillfully evaded the beast untill the werewolf entered the spot where they wanted him. The native jumped away and before the oversized wolf could go after him, Halgar and Hannibal jumped from two shelfs onto the beast with their swords drawn. Halver rammed his longsword into the chest of the beast while Hannibal slashed the face of the beast with his falcata. The werewolf roared in pain and pushed the warriors away when the Apache came running towards him to finish the beast off with his tomahawk.
'Good work guys. We were taken by suprise but you worked together perfectly' Saladin, proud of his new friends.