Chapter 9: The final showdown

'Everybody ready?' Ramses asked. As a result, he saw the other four people nodding. The werewolf that they had killed lay under the tree where it had died. After killing it, the warriors had spend a day to create a plan of attack. The plan was ready now and the warriors, ready for action.
The small group moved towards the castle with Joan and Cochise in front, Ramses and Sun Tsu in the middle and Aves closing the line.
Joan opened the big doors and peaked through but saw only a deserted hallway. The warriors made it in and then walked past some big white stairs into a long and dark hallway.
Joan suddenly stopped and pointed towards a door. 'I believe this must be a servantexit.' She spoke. She had explained to the others already that the vampire lord might be hiding in the big room and the others could figur out that this was the best way to enter that room.

Ramses nodded and the only female in the group kicked the door open. The warriors stormed in, their weapons drawn. As they entered, the fighters saw a vampire and a large group of zombies standing in the middle of the room. 'Welcome' A voice came out of the dark.' It was a dark voice that gave each warriors shiffers in their spine. The ancients looked suprised and tried to find the place where the voice came from when it was sounded again. 'You thought your attack would suprise me? The howl gave you away' The voice spoke. 'Severus attack!' came the command suddenly.

The vampire that had been standing in the middle of the room, suddenly acted and walked towards the group with ancients, followed by the zombies. 'Aves and Joan, take care of the zombies. Sun Tsu and Cochise, fight with me' The pharaoh commanded. The others reacted on the command and two seperate fights started out.
Ramses, Cochise and Sun tsu surrounded the vampire and the Egyptian swung his kopesh sword.
The vampire named Severus blocked the attack and stepped aside to avoid the polearm of Sun Tsu. He then grabbed Ramses and threw the warrior into the Apache.
Before the monster could grab either of the warriors, Sun tsu unleashed a crossbow bolt that hit the vampire in the stumach. The monster cried in pain and kicked the crossbow out of the hands of the user, breaking it. The chinese warrior bowed down and grabbed his Ji but he got kicked in the side before he could stand up again. The powerfull kicked send the warrior rolling over the flour and the smiling vampire walked after him when something hit the back of the vampire. Severus turned around and saw the Egyptian holding a piercing axe.

The Spartan and knight were fighting the zombies on the other end of the room. Altough their weapons and armour were perfect for these things, the zombies kept attacking. Aves had found out that hitting their heads with his shield worked perfect while he tried to stab them in the head. Joan had another approach and kept on beheading the zombies. The two of them fought hard but could not see an end on this zombie horde when a japanese looking zombie appeared, holding two swords.

Sun Tsu blocked an clawed attack with his jian sword while Ramses tried to attack using his kopesh. The vampire stepped away from both of the warriors, only for the Apache to suddenly attack the vampire with his tomahawk. Cochise managed to hit monster in the neck but Severus grabbed his wrist.
Before Severus could attack, Sun Tsu slashed the vampire across the chest. The angry Severus dropped the native and grabbed Sun Tsu. 'You are going to pay' the vampire hissed as he threw the Chinese warrior away with all of his strenght.
Sun Tsu hit a wall and got unconscious. two zombies noticed the warrior and walked towards him.

Joan was fighting two zombies. One was bald while the other had a small beard and glasses. She allowed her armour to absorb the attacks of the zombie while she swing her sword and managed to behead the bald one. As the head fell on the ground, the woman turned her attention to the other one. She moved away from an attack and thrusted her sword in the face of the body.
The spartan warrior was busy fighting a zombie version of Miyamoto Musashi and blocked the simple hacking attacks with ease. 'I never thought our duel would be so dull.' Aves commented as he pushed the zombie away with his shield. The zombie Musashi tried to attack again but the Spartan stepped aside and used his xiphos to stab the samurai from under the chin in the head.

The vampire was fighting Ramses again and got an upperhand when Cochise used his tomahawk to smash the knee of the monster. Severus kneeled down and yelled in pain as Ramses acted. The Egyptian pushed his opponent down again and used all of his strenght to behead the vampire with his kopesh. The head fell on the ground and seconds later, the body fell also.

'NOOO!' Nostro yelled as he saw the body of his last general on the ground. He stood up from his seat and walked towards the Egyptian.
Cochise tried to attack the master vampire but he got grabbed and thrown across the room. The pharaoh walked towards the final boss, ready to settle things. He moved to attack but Nostro grabbed the arm of the warrior, twisted it and finally broke it. Ramses yelled in pain and was forced on his knees seconds later.  Without saying a word, the vampire twisted the neck of the Egyptian, killing Ramses.
Joan, who saw the vampire killing the warrior, got angry and ran from the zombies and attacked the vampire. Her blade ended in the side of Nostro, who made a fist and rammed her in the face. Joan fell down with a cry as the monster stepped towards her.

Aves was still fighting the zombies but when a zombie version of Sun Tsu suddenly appeared, the spartan got taken by suprise and four zombies managed to grab both of his arms as the Sun Tsu zombie walked towards him.
Out of nothing, an explosion was heard in the hall and seconds later, a man with black hair and a black beard appeared. 'Sorry that i left you guys' Pete spoke as he aimed his pischal and fired it at the zombie Sun Tsu. He then used the back end of the gun to push the zombies away. The pirate dropped the gun and took his blunderbuss. He aimed it at the master vampire and fired. Nothing happened and Pete knew that his weapon had misfired. The attack did get the attention from Nostro, who walked up to the pirate.
Pete let go of his weapon and drew his cutlass but got disarmed after a first attack.

While Aves and Cochise were fighting the zombies again, Joan knew she had to react. The female warrior took her dagger and stabbed the vampire. Nostro turned his head, grabbed the woman and slammed the dagger out of her hand. He then took a hold of her throat and started choking her. Now it was time for Pete to act. He took his final flintlock from his belt, jumped on the back of the vampire, aimed it at the temple of the monster and fired. The explosion threw Pete on the ground Nostro himself fell seconds later.
As Pete tried to stand up and Joan was gasping for air, the other two warriors were still fighting the final zombies.
After Cochise and Aves succeeded in killing the last of the zombie swarm, both fell tired on the ground.

It was sometime after the battle that the old man came walking into the room. 'Hello' the man spoke in a happy tone. His happyness was not returned as four warriors looked at him angry. 'You whoring sun of a bitch' Pete spoke as he aimed his empty pistol at the old man. 'You have something to explain' Cochise said with a sturdy voice. The man kept on smiling and finally said, 'Very well' 'Then tell us who you are first' came the voice of Aves. The old man nodded, sat down on the ground and started. 'I have a lot of names, most of which i have not used in ages. But you can call me Kyle if you need a name, I would like that.' After introducing himself, Kyle started to speak about Nostro. He told the warriors how Nostro fought and dissapeared, only to show up and attack the world again. 'That is very well and all but what do we have to do with it?' Joan asked. 'As an old god, i could not fight anyhting in the mortal realm and I needed the heroes of old to do the fighting for me. Not being able to summon them, I collected special crystals and send them into history to summon the decendents of the old heroes. You guys'

After hours of talking, Kyle stood up. 'Now that the lord vampire is defeated, you can go back home, but I ask you, consider something else. Even though Nostro has been defeated, there are still vampires, zombies and werewolfs on this world that need to be taken care off. I ask you, stay here and destroy every single monster so that the threat will never rise again.' Kyle knew that the warriors would complain but to his suprise, this did not happen. Joan raised up to speak first, the inprints of the fingers still visible on her throat. 'I know that god send me here and when an angel of god asks me to stay, i can only obey.' 'I will stay also' Cochise suddenly spoke. 'During our last fight... I have been bitten by a zombie. Would i return to the plains, i would pose a danger. Besides, I will enjoy killing every last one of those monsters that took my three new friends.' Even though Kyle was concerned by the news that the Apache would become a zombie when he died, the old god did not show it. 'I guess i can stay also.' Pete spoke. 'My crew will have chosen a new captain by now and you need my gunpowder to stay alive.' The pirate spoke, not mentioning the real reasons he stayed; regret for leaving earlier and Joan.
Aves spoke as last. 'I would prefer to go home.' The other warriors looked suprise. 'Why?' Joan asked. 'My heart belongs to Sparta and when I get the opportunity to go back, I cannot reject that.'

Joan, Cochise and Pete left the castle moments later. When they were gone, Kyle took a crystal and gave it to the Spartan. 'Aves, this crystal will bring you home as promised. Keep it with you and you may return if you ever get tired of Greece.' ' Thank you' The warrior spoke. Not bothering to ask who Greece was. A sudden light appeared and the warrior was gone.
Aves opened his eyes. He saw the forest, he had been in before falling into the adventure and heard the birds he grew up with. When he heard the voice of his good friend Chilon, the Spartan knew that he was finally home.


FIN!

Chapter 8: The end starts

Cochise was back.  He had waited for several hours before returning to the cave, afraid of the bloodbath he would find. When the Apache had returned to the cave, he mourned for his lost friends who gave their lives for him.
As the warrior walked back out of the cave, he suddenly saw the traitor lying on the ground. The bastard had empty eyes and altough the traitor was dead, Cochise knew he had to do something. After drawing his knife, the native slowly removed both ears and the nose of Vlad to throw them away.

The Apache warrior sat down on the ground. The way to the town was longer then he remembered, but finally he had arrived. After resting, the warrior would go and search for a way to the forest he had found Saladin and from that point, he might find his way back to the grass he had started from.
Cochise suddenly heard some sounds and before he could draw his bow, two men were walking towards him. One man had long black hair, had a black beard and leather armour. He also had a strange staff in his hands. The other had strange clothes and grey hair. This man was unarmed.
'We mean you no harm Cochise. You can put your bow away.' The grey haired man spoke. The native looked at the two with a suprised look as he put his bow away. 'Who are you and how do you know me?' He asked. 'This here is Sun Tsu, a warrior like you'  the old man introduced the other man. He then continued on without bothering to introduce himself. 'I know all of the warriors because it was me who send the crystals to fetch you. I am sorry about your friends, they deserved a better fate.' The old man waited for a few moments before going on. 'But life goes on and there are more warriors like you. Warriors that need the help of the two of you. There is one mighty vampire that rules from a castle and has created this chaos. It was him who send your friends into death and it is he who must be defeated if you want to return home.'
Cochise thought about what the stranger had said. The man did not feel threatening and what he said made sense. If there really was a way home, the man might be helpfull. 'Very well. I will help those.' The Apache uttered. The old man smiled. 'Very well. We must hurry because the final showdown will take place soon'  A few minutes later, a bright light appeared.


Pete cursed. He and Ivan had been walking walking for two days now. No food, almost no water and neither person knew what way they were going. 'We should never have left the others' the pirate complained.  'What then, die?' the other said. 'We fucking could fucking escape fucking together. They accepted me and I let them down.' The captain had been with this thought the whole time but it was only now that he spoke about it.
'Don't bother, they are dead' Ivan spoke. 'Maybe not. I know Ramses and he is a surviver. He will have found a way to survive' The captain spoke.
'I thought that you were strong but you appear as weak as the rest.' Ivan spoke with a grin. 'I am dissapointed in you.'  He added.
'YOU SHITHOLE' Pete yelled as rubbed with his hands over his face.
'Ever since you joined the group, things went down. It was you who convinced me to come with you. I thought you had a plan. I should have stayed with the rest, they were like a crew to me.' He said as he grabbed his flintlock pistol.
Unaware of the threat, Ivan kept on talking. 'So the pirate feels guilt, that is a new one. What is next, are you going to feel compassion? Are you quitting being a pirate? Sir you are...'  The Russian stopped talking as he felt a gun against the back of his head. 'Ivan, you are terrible' Pete said, seconds before he pulled the trigger.
Pete quickly gathered the gunpowder of the dead body of his former partner. At last, he took the rifle away and started walking back from where they came. With a bit of luck, he could find the others again.


Ramses watched his two compagnions. He kind of liked the both of them but the Egyptian warrior could not forget the other friends that died. Then his mind went to Pete, that crazy pirate. The pharaoh really thought that Pete liked him and the few moments after he had left with that other guy, Ramses was really sad.
But now they had to go figur out where the evil vampire was and kill him. That might bring Ramses home to his empire.
'Come we move on' he spoke as he stood up himself. Aves and Joan stood up also and their travel continued.
When the three warriors arrived at the egde of a forest, they suddenly saw a bright light in the forest. None of the three bothered to get weapons out when two men walked towards them.
'Who are you?' Ramses asked. The two introduced themselfs as Sun Tsu and Cochise and each man spend some time recalling their stories. When the Apache was done talking, Sun Tsu explained that a strange man brought them here to look for the warriors. 'Did he say anything else?' Joan asked. 'Yes, as a matter of fact, the man told us that the castle with the vampire is directy behind this forest.' Cochise said.

As the five warriors walked through the forest, Ramses kept on thinking.
The man the two new warriors had told about sounded very much like the stranger who had brought them here to look for the vampire. This was a strange man and something did not feel right, but if he could go home, Ramses should take the chance.
As they finally found the other end of the forest, the warriors saw a huge stone building with big wooden doors. 'Its a beautiful castle' Joan spoke out. 'You know the building?' Ramses asked. 'Not this one but I have seen a few castles back in France' the female warrior answered. After this, Joan started telling everything she knew about castles and where in the castle the enemy might hide.
When they were done, Ramses asked everyone about their weapons, trying to find a plan of attack.
'I have my Ji halberd' Sun Tsu spoke, showing his spear with two halfmoon shapes on either side. He then showed his crossbow and jian. After him, all the other warriors started showing their weapons and talking about the advantages of them. After that, the group started thinking of a plan for the attack on the castle.
As they were working everything out, Cochise suddenly spoke out. 'Guys, one of the werewolfs has just come out of the large doors and is heading towards us.' The others looked up and saw one of those beasts, only larger then the rest. As the monster walked towards them, Sun Tsu spoke. 'i have a plan. Trust me.' the man spoke. Ramses watched the Chinese. He did not know the man very well but he had no choise. 'Very well.' he said.

Theobald walked towards the edge of the forest. He had been send for a errant by his master but when he had stepped out of the castle, his nose had picked up human smell. Hoping to get on the good side of his master, Theobald followed the smell to capture the humans.
He suddenly saw a man with long black hair, holding a bow. The werewolf started running towards the man while trying to avoid the arrows. As he was close to the warrior, something hard hit his stumach and he fell over.
It was a bolt that had hit him and the angry werewolf pulled it out. He threw the thing away but before he could attack the man who shot him with the crossbow, the other warrior shot another arrow at the beast. Theobald spun around and grabbed the warrior. He lifted the young man up and got hit in his back again. The werewolf threw the warrior he was holding on the ground and turned his attention to the the other warrior again. The man had traded his crossbow for a strange spear and had attacked him with it. The warrior tried another attack but Theobald was prepared this time and catched the polearm with ease, pulled it out of the hands of the user and walked towards the now weaponless warrior. The opponent walked backwards, with his hands on the hilt of a sword. Before Theobald could attack, a third person appeared from some bushes and stabbed him with a short spear. Theobald counterattacked but the warrior blocked all of the attacks with a big shield. The angry werewolf howled and blocked another thrusting attack when he felt a sharp pain in his left arm.
A fourth warrior had appeared and had thrusted a sword in the armpit of the werewolf, thereby disabling his arm. Theobald pushed this armoured warrior away and into a tree. As he walked near to punish this one further, someone jumped out of a tree and the back of the beast suddenly burned with pain. Theobald moved himself upwards and cried out in anger. Two spears penetrated his chest as the werewolf stood upright and when he fell down, the warrior, who began all of the attacks, stood in front of him. Before Theobald could attack, the warrior stabbed a knife in his throat.
Theobald died after giving one last  long howl.

Chapter 7: Traitors

All the members of the party were sleeping this night. After a whole day of feasting, the group spend most of the second day to talk about everything that the strange man had said and create a plan on which way to go and how to fight these beasts. In the evening, everyone had fallen to sleep. They had been tired to the bones and everybody knew that they might get little sleep the next few days.
During the night, Pete suddenly woke up. The pirate had been drinking a lot these past two days and he needed to take a piss. The man walked towards the door without waking anybody up and opened the door. The cold air swept through the room and the captain quickly stepped outside and closed the door again. After doing his buisness against the wall of the building, the man walked inside again. Ramses and Ivan lay with their heads on the table while Musashi had found another table to lie on. Aves lay on the ground in the corner of the room and John was sleeping near a counter. To his suprise, Pete noticed that the boy was not wearing the heavy armour this night and instead was wearing a tunic and braies.
Pete smiled as he got an idea. The boy had denied sleeping with the pirate the last two days and finally Pete saw an oppertunity. Maybe the boy would not notice and even if the boy would notice, Pete knew that the boy would like it. Pete was a great lover after all.
The captain silently sat down next to the boy and slipped his hand in the braies, as he moved down, he suddenly noticed something but before he could realise it, the boy suddenly screamed and kicked him away.
The next moment was chaotic as the rest of the warriors suddenly woke up and searched for a weapons while John stood up with his arming sword.
'What is happening here?' Ramses yelled with a booming voice. 'He tried to rape me' John spoke while still keeping his sword aimed at Pete.
As everybody was waiting for an explanation, Pete suddenly spoke out. 'He has been lying to us. He is not an he. He is a she.' Now the attention of everybody turned to John. 'What...I..I..I am a boy' he said with a soft voice.' 'Prove it' Pete said. 'Lower your pants and prove it' he spoke again as he tried to do this himself. 'Enough' the pharaoh yelled as the strong hands of Miyamoto grabbed the pirate to stop him.'
The Egyptian then turned his attention to John. 'If there is something you need to say, say it now. That will be best for all.'
John went silent for a moment and knew that telling the truth was the only option.
'Very well. I am not John and I am not a boy' she spoke out. 'To be fair, I am a girl named Joan. Everything else is correct. I did hear the angels and I did fight the English. I just hid my gender because I was afraid that you would take advantage of me' she spoke.
'I actually fancied you more as a guy to be honest.'  The spartan spoke.

The next hour, the group discussed on what happened and altough the group did not like being fooled this way, they understood the need of Joan. They would also forget what had happened and it was made very clear to Pete that nobody was to touch her on the pain of death.
The group spend the following morning walking. When they reached a farm the group sat down to get something to eat.
As the others were sitting down, Miyamoto was walking around. He knew he had heard something, he was only not shure about what he had heard. As the samurai was following the sounds, he noticed they came from a bolted barn. He unbolted it and when he opened it, Miyamoto saw a lot of zombies. That must have been around fifty of them. The zombies, seeing the light, walked towards the exit and arrived there before Musashi could lock the door again. He ran towards the group and quickly explained that he had encountered too much zombies to fight and it would be better to run.
The group did not ask where these creatures came from and instead started to run.
As the group kept on running, they noticed that the zombies were not easily shaken off and that there were indeed too much to fight.

'Pete, Ivan'  Ramses said. 'Take those magical weapons and see how much you can take out or distract as we go look what to do' The two warriors grabbed their weapons and started firing on the zombies.
'We can fight them'  Aves spoke. 'No. there are too many of them. We would not have a chance' Joan countered. 'Then we must hope we can distract them somehow' the Pharaoh spoke.
'They are too close to reload for us' Pete yelled out. The zombies had indeed come a lot closer and were almost upon the warriors. 'I do not know what you think but we will be dead soon if the creatures come any closer.' Ivan spoke to Pete. 'I am not willingly to die for them and I am going to run. You seem like a smart man, you can either join me or die with them' he spoke softly so only Pete could hear.
Pete knew that what the prince of Moscow said was true and after what had happend last night, Pete would not like to die with the others either. Running was suddenly a great idea and Pete nodded to indicate that he agreed. The two men stared at each other and as Pete fired one final shot, the two men started to run away from the group into another direction.
The others noticed the two man running away all of a sudden but apart for yelling at them, the last four people could not do anything as the zombie horde was almost upon them.

It was on that moment that Miyamoto Musashi came with an idea. He had released the zombies and it was his fault if all of them would die here. Miyamoto had tried to be fair in his own way all his life. Other people had disagreed with him and not treated him very well for it, he had caused a lot of people pain and now he had done it again. There was only one thing a real samurai could do on this moment.
'Run' he suddenly spoke. The other watched him and Ramses asked what the other two were thinking. 'What are you going to do?' 'Miyamoto spoke out while pulling his katana and wakizashi out of the sheaths. 'Distraction' 'Now run' he added before he charged into the group of zombies.
The others knew that they had to run and not let the sacrevice be in vain. The three warriors that were left kept on running, not looking back untill they were all to tired to continue. No signs of zombies and also no sign of Miyamoto Musashi.


Sun Tsu walked down a long road and when he got tired, he sat down to relax. He was not shure how long he had been here on this strange world. He only knew that everyday was a day too long.
Sun Tsu knew exactly what had happened before he got here on this strange world. He was only unshure about how.
It all started on a sunny morning. He had just finished a chapter on his book. A book that held all sort of strategy's that he had learned to use as a general. Sun Tsu did not care about his ideas being revolutionary, he just hoped that the book would be a good tool for those who studied the arts of war.
As the ink was drying, one of his students had asked for information on a stone. The young man had found the green stone on the ground and altough it looked like a normal crystal, it had an odd feeling about it.
Intrigued about this special stone, Sun Tsu was very interested in it and he was dissapointed that the young student did not have the stone with him at the moment. The young student promised to bring the stone back later and Sun Tsu had waited patiently because patience was a value suited for every situation.

Sun Tsu had been training when the young student came back with this special stone. Due to his training, the master had been wearing his leather armour and had the weapons that he had been training with, with him. Sun Tsu could never have guesses that those three weapons would turn out to be very important for him later on. His jian sword, his Ji halberd and his crossbow. The green crystal was interesting indeed and it gave Sun Tsu a special feeling. The Chinese master was unshure about how to describe this odd feeling and when the student had left, the crystal had turned red.
Seconds later, Sun Tsu woke up in this strange world, the stone still in his hands.
On this strange world, he met king Alexander and Gaius Julius Ceasar. King Alexander was a bit cocky but that Ceasar was someone who Sun Tsu really liked. The next warrior they had met, a darkskinned man with a strange name was very agressive and would not listen untill Alexander had beaten him in a duel. This black man was someone Sun Tsu did not like at all.
A few days after meeting that Azande warrior, they met up with another group of warriors. Trying to bring the two groups together was what Sun Tsu was regretting now.

The man took the stone out of his pocket. As he held the stone, he realised that the strange feeling did not bother him anymore. It was just a strange stone now. Sun Tsu watched the stone for a few seconds more before putting it back. He hoped that he would find the way to get out of here in the stone. Sun Tsu as the warrior and philosopher that he was, had already plannend to write several things on this strange world and these strange creatures and he was planning on adding a chapter on them in his book about warfare.
That was all for the future, he had to find some people first because he knew that there must be others who were like him trapped upon this world.


The four friends walked through another deserted town. it had been dark for some time now.  The town looked like a battle has been fought here with most of the houses lying in ruines. As Hannibal picked up a brick, Cochise moved his hand in the air. The other three warriors had gotten to know this signal as a sign that something was wrong.
The Apache warrior himself took his bow out and fitted it with an arrow while Saladin drew his scimitar. Halgar took his battleaxe and shield while Hannibal dropped the brick and took his falcata.
Cochise walked up to a house and motioned that somebody was in the back of it when they suddeny heard screaming. The scream was clearly that of a man and the warriors hurried themself to the sound. A man lay on the groud and and a vampire hovered above him. There went a shock trough Saladin as he saw who the man was that lay on the ground. It was the strange warrior he and Cochise had met earlier and who had insulted him.
'No matter what happened before, we must rescue a fellow human' the Muslim warrior spoke to the native as the latter regarded him with a suprised look. The Kurdish warrior moved for the others to move closer and then spoke.
Cochise aimed his arrow at the head of the monster. Saladin had said that the head was the weakness of those monsters and that an arrow to the head might do the job. If not, there was a plan B. Before the Apache could fire his bow, he had to wait for the other warriors to set up.
The viking and the carthagian warrior walked up to the vampire, Halvar had his axe and shield ready while Hannibal had put his trust into a sword and shield combination. The warriors  defended the downed warrior and absorbed attacks with their shields while Saladin pulled the man away. When the man was gone, the two warriors attacked the vampire with their weapons first and then used their shields to push the vampire away.
As the opponent got pushed away, the two warriors ducked away to give room for Kochise who shot his arrow and forced it into the throat of the opponent.
The vampire yelled after the arrow hit his lungs. Even though he yelled, he kept going. The Apache was cursing for such a miss and had another arrow nocked before the leader called for a plan B.
The vampire walked towards the Apache, wanting to revenge the arrow to the throat.
Hannibal and Halgar waited untill they were behind the vampire and then jumped on the back of the monster and forced him on the knees. Then Salah ad-dinn came in to behead the vampire.
When the head rolled away, they knew they were save.
Before anybody could do anything, Cochise grabbed the man and his knife. 'First you threaten my friend here, then you suddenly need help. What is your deal?' They all watched on what answer the man would give.
'I am sorry about that.' He began. 'My name is Vlad and I was just confused. Your friend looked like an opponent I had fought several times in my life and I had no reason to trust him. i thought I could handle things alone but i was wrong.' The man said. Vlad waited waited for a second before going on. 'I encountered a portal that can bring us home and i was searching for you guys to tell you about it. I meant that as apology but i ran into that vampire.' When the viking asked what the thing was, Vlad told about the vampires.
After some talking and discussing, the group decided to forgive Vlad Tepes and to let him guide them to the cave he talked about.

Some time later, the group arrived at the spot where Vlad had seen the portal and they walked in.
When they were deep in the cave, the saw a dead end.
'What the' Hannibal said as the group looked at each other. It was on that moment that they realised that Vlad was gone.
'Hello guys' Vlad spoke with a smile as he suddenly appeared from the enterence. 'You did not really think killing an vampire was that easy did you?' Along with him were two werewolfs and a vampire. 'May I introduce you to Estess, the vampire I work with.' Vlad finished, now grinning. 'You!' Halgar yelled in anger as he charged the traitor with his batteaxe and shield in hands.
'Go my hounds' came the answer of Estess.
The viking and two werewolfs hit each other and it was hard to see anything with all that fur. Halgar slashed at one werewolf with his axe while he pushed the other away with his shield. After some fighting, the viking managed to kill one of his two opponents with an axe in the face but had to drop his shield. He then drew his longsword to duel the last werewolf.
The two warriors struggled in a battle and after some fighting, Halgar managed to thrust his sword into the
chest of its opponent. The warrior pulled his sword back and before he he could attack again, he got bitten. The werewolf died when the sword slashed its throat but after that, the viking yelled out an inhuman scream. He then slowly changed into a werewolf himelf, screaming every step of the way.
When Halver was turned completely, he turned himself towards his former friend and ran towards them. The new werewolf ran towards his former friends and attacked Hannibal.
on the other side, Saladin was in a hard battle with Vlad.

The battle between Hannibal and the werewolf was tough with the werewolf using his newfound strenght and speed to his advantage, only to have Hannibal counter it with his shield and sword. Hannibal slashed with his sword scoring a deep cut in the chest of the beast, only for the former Viking to throw Hannibal against a wall. As Hannibal Barca tried to stand up, the werewolf jumped forwards and slashed the face of the warrior with his claws several times to turn it into mush. Before Hannibal died, he managed to slash the beast in the throat. The werewolf tried to stand up again as it bled but the Apache jumped on him and delivered several headcrushing attacks on the beast with his tomahawk.

Saladin and Vlad fought a vicious battle with two curved swords. The brutal duel of scimitar versus kilij was fought with both blood and sweat. Saladin managed to get an edge on his opponent but saw his native friend looking for a way out. Knowing he could not survive this battle, the Muslim leader attacked the vampire.
The angry vampire countered the swordfighter and both he and Vlad could corner Salah Ad-dinn with ease. As both opponents had their eyes turned at the Arabic warrior, Cochise saw his chance and sneaked past them. As he was near the exit of the cave, he started running.

Saladin and Estess were battling, with Estess using his claws to push Saladin on the defence. This was one vampire not easily beaten and a lot tougher then the last one. Beheading would not work this time. During the fighting, Vlad picked up the handcannon that the vampire had brought for him and fired it, killing Saladin with a headshot.
' Now they are all dead, will you turn me into a vampire?' Vlad asked the vampire. 'Or at least give me a place in your army?' The vampire laughed as he walked towards the longsword that lay on the ground. He picked it up and moved towards the human. 'kneel' he spoke. Vlad kneeled and Estess walked towards him.'You humans are stupid. Do you really think that you would ever become a vampire or that the master would grand you anything?' As Vlad looked up with a suprised look, Estess rammed the sword in the mouth of the grand prince of Wallachia.

After Estess had completed his final task, he looked around satisfied with the bloodbath. Suddenly he realised that one of the humans was missing. Instead of five body's there were only four and Estess knew that the last one escaped.
He considered returning to the master but then he thought about the punishment he would get if Nostro found out and he ran to look for the missing one.

Cochise ran as fast as he could but he saw the monster coming near. The vampire was getting closer every minute and the Apache fired several arrows without much effect. The vampire tackled him and Cochise fell on the ground. He reached for his knife and tomahawk to get the vampire away from him as the sun suddenly came up.
Estess looked up and saw the day arriving. Knowing he needed a hidingplace, the vampire left his target and tried to flee back towards the cave. It was too late and when the sunlight hit the vampire, he burst into fire. Soon fire had swallowed Estess completely untill there was nothing but ashes left of the monster.

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.

Chapter 5: The darkness begins

A man hurried himself through a long and dark hallway. The man had black hair and a small beard. The clothing of the man was made of leather and he had chains around his arms. He quickly pushed open a door and saw Three men in the middle of the room. Two of them had fangs like he had while the last was very hairy and looked more like a wolf then a human being. 'You are late Ernesto' sounded a voice in the dark. The vampire that had just entered the room, walked up to a big throne and kneeled before the man that sat on it, hidden in the shadow. 'I am sorry my master, but I had to organise some things. I..' 'Silence' Nostro interrupted. 'At least you not the last. Christopher is still missing but we will not wait on him. 'Since you brought the weapon last time, how far are you with finding those ancients?' The mastervampire asked his subordinate.
The vampire started speaking, while still kneeled before his master. 'Since I saw them and brought you the weapon, I have lost those damn ancients. Only yesterday, I found them again and asked Christopher to take some zombies and take them down. He is working on it at the moment.'
After Ernesto had spoken, a silence fell. Suddenly Nostro spoke. 'You have dissapointed me before. You have said that you would had all of them charted by now and even taken care off. They are still alive and I think that you have little clue on where the other ancients are. You even need to have somebody else to take care of your mess.'
Nostro walked up to his general and lifted him up in the air with one hand. 'You listen to me. You must hope that Christopher will succeed to kill them. If he fails, I will personally rip your head off your shoulders. You understand me?' Nostro threw Ernesto against a wall and walked up to his throne again.
Everything was going well untilll those ancients appeared. Those ancient warriors did still have a greater connection with the old gods and could be able to destroy him. They were the hero's all over again.


Ramses, Pete, Thuli, Miyamoto and Aves were sitting down  in the wet grass. The storm of last night had done much damage and several of glass plates in the small house had not survived the night.
The small crew of warriors were discussing what to do and how to survive those monsters. Ramses, Thuli and Miyamoto agreed that they had to find the source of those monsters and destroy it, while Pete and Aves just wanted to leave this hellisch place.
The warriors kept talking untill late in the afternoon. Some vegetables they found in the garden served as breakfast and lunch.
During the afternoon, all the warriors agreed that they would stay in the garden for the rest of the day and night, to travel northwards the following day.

When they were done talking, everybody started to do some exercises for themselfs. Ramses and Miyamoto drew their swords and started a practise battle. Pete kept himself busy with cleaning and reloading his guns, an habit he liked to do every single day, while Thuli was training his sling skills and hitting a tree with his weapon. The last one of the group, the Spartan combined push ups with running  in full gear.
As everyone was busy, nobody noticed that a pair of eyes were observing the warriors.
Due to the fact that the man kept looking at the warriors, he never saw somebody sneaking up on him from behind and turned him around, putting a blade on his throat.
'Don't move.' A boy spoke with a female voice. He had short brown hair, full plate armour and a smoothless chin.  'What are you doing lurking here?'
The man, who was clearly old, did not answer the question. Instead he yelled. 'behind you!' The boy turned around and seconds later, he flew in the camp of the warriors.

As the boy came down on the ground, the guys reacted quick. Ramses and Musashi walked up to the intruder with their weapons held steady, while the others walked towards the place the boy came from.
'Attack' the boy murmled.
Outside of the garden, two men were fighting. One looked very old, had grey hair and was dressed similair to the zombies. In one hand, he had some sort of gun while he had an curved sword in his other. His opponent was very ugly and his face was ageless. He as bald, wore black clothing and a black cape. Behind the bald man came twenty zombies.

Each man knew instinctivly what to do and it did not take long for the fight to erupt as the five warriors plus the two strangers fought the monster they had identified als a vampire plus twenty zombies.
While Miyamoto Musashi and the Spartan warrior named Aves battled the vampire without much succes, the others were figthing the zombies. The new boy slashed several zombies across the chest without much effect and the thrusts at the heart that the pirate delivered with his cutlass did not work either.
The samurai and Spartan also had trouble fighting the subhuman. While Aves tried to block slashes that the monster delivered with his claws, the ronin tried to find an opening in the defences of the monster. Suddenly he saw a chance and moved his katana forwards aiming at the chest of the vampire. The creature jumped backwards, pushed the blade away and jumped on Musashi. Just before the beast could use its teeth, Miyamoto releashed his sword and grabbed a bo shuriken that he had been carrying. The weapon connected with the mouth of the vampire and with a icy yell, the monster jumped off the back of the samurai. Before it could do anything, the Aztec jaguar ran towards the monster to kill it.
The vampire catched the aztec knife and twisted it out of the hand of the user. It then slashed Thuli across the chest, leaving bloody trails. It finished off with a slash at the throat. The Aztec fell on the ground, trying to breath hard, the blood dripped into his lungs. 'Noo!' Ramses yelled as he pushed a zombie away to reach his new friend. Thuli died in his arms.

The dead warrior did not stop the zombies from attacking and the warriors had to wait with grieving. With a man down, the fight looked like a lost cause. The old man, the teenage boy and Pete were pushed backwards by the zombies while the trio of Ramses, Musashi and Aves were trying to kill the vampire.
The old man wanted the warriors to find out for themselfs but since they had failed to do so, he would help them. 'Attack the heads. The brains are the weakest part, hurt the brain and they will not rise again.' He yelled to the others. To prove his point, he shot two zombies in the head and both of them stayed down.
With new inspiration, the ancients got new energy and charged the zombies again.
The methode worked succesfully as the teenager used his arming sword to thrust the zombies in the head while the creatures were unable to harm him in his full suit of armour. Pete was working on a different approach and was beheading the zombies, one at a time. They found that fighting zombies was far more easy now. The same could not be said about the vampire.
The three warriors that wanted to revenge their fallen friend were able to deal blows but these did not hurt the vampire much. The vampire self also hard a hard time fighting three opponents at a time, when he attacked one, he got attacked by the other two. Aves pushed the vampire away with his shield, giving the Egyptian time to ran to Pete with an idea.
'Do you have more of those exploding balls?' He asked the pirate captain. 'Yes, I have two more' Pete spoke back. 'use them then' was the comment of the pharaoh seconds before Musashi flew past and he knew he was needed elsewhere.

As the fight went on, Pete took one of the two last grenado's he had and threw it at a group of seven zombies that were heading for the old man. The bomb exploded with a hard bang and the seven zombies fell on the ground. Three of them stayed down while the other four rose again. The fire that came free with explosion suddenly started to burn the clothing of the zombies. The monsters did not notice this and kept on attacking untill the flames had fuly swallowd them.
In the end, only four more zombies stood against the warriors and were quickly and mercyless dealed with.
With all the zombies gone, the warriors only needed to fight the greatest danger. The vampire.

Pete hurried off to grab his guns while the others surrounded the vampire. The teenage boy slashed at the vampire with his sword. The sword got blocked by the claw of the vampire and the monster lifted the armoured warrior up. It then rose in the air and threw the boy in the glass shack. The sounds of an female scream and breaking glass could clearly be heard as the other warriors concentrated on the vampire.
The old man attacked with his curved sword but his attack got blocked also. Before the vampire could lift him up, Aves thrusted his spear towards the chest of the vampire. The monster grabbed the spear and pulled it out  of the hands of the user. It proceeded to thrust at Musashi who was just going to attack the creature. The samurai avoided the blow but had to wait with the attack.
The vampire lifted himself up in the air and hovered above the heads of the warriors to land somewhere else.
The warriors started running towards the vampire to kill him off as quick as possible and Ramses was there first. The spartan spear hit him in the chest, making contact with the Egyptian scale armour. Ramses was pushed back by the power of the attack and hit Miyamoto who had arrived as second. They needed an plan and they needed it quick. Pete appeared again, he had fully loaded his weapons in the meantime and was ready to go.
'Everybody, split up' Ramses yelled. All the warriors backed down and listened to Ramses who really took charge this time. 'Miyamoto and Aves, distract.' He commanded. The two did not move for the first few moments but knew that they had little choise but to obey if they wanted to survive.
As the two were fighting the vampire, the Egyptian motioned for the old man and Pete to come closer. 'You have some sort of weapon like Pete right?' he asked the old man. The man nodded and then spoke. 'Karma has me to say that i am not very good in using this pistol and i will be unable to hit the head or heart with accuracy.' 'Can you distract?' the pharaoh asked. To this, the old man nodded. 'Pete, I want you to kill it. Throw in the grenade when the vampire is not looking and when the vampire is on the ground, shoot it in the head. Can you do that?' As Ramses stopped talking, Pete just spitted on the ground. 'Listen. I am a fucking captain of my own bloody fucking ship. Ofcourse i can do it.' Before anyone else could say anything, They hard the Japanese warrior yelling. 'Its coming' The vampire had forced him and the Spartan on the ground and was heading for the other three now. 'Places' Ramses yelled just before he slashed at the vampire.
He was quickly pushed aside, giving room for the old man to start shooting. He fired his gun, missing a lot of shots. During that time, Pete threw his last grenado in front of the feet of the vampire.
The grenado exploded and the vampire yelled out in pain before falling on the ground. Before he could stand up, Ramses jumped on him, impaling his chest with the spear of the Spartan that he had taken off the ground. The pirate followed up and put his blunderbuss directly to the face of the vampire. He then fired the weapon.

Everybody sat silently on the ground on the spot that had been a zone of war seconds before. The boy had managed to survive and escape the glass and sat with the rest, cuts and bruises all over the smooth face. Nobody said anything, all were mourning their dead friend. As on cue, someone suddenly rised from the dead. The warriors stood up with weapons ready, not shocked anymore about the rising dead. They were confused when they saw who had risen. It was Thuli. 'It cannot be.' Ramses said. 'i saw him die. Nobody escapes the trial. Nobody!' he said with a fierce face. Aves agreed with him. 'I have never heard about Hades releashing anybody.'
'Will you cheer up?' Pete spoke. 'Your friend is still alive, you should be happy' he then walked to the Aztec. The blood was still dripping out of the throat of the Jaguar and the man was very bleak. The pirate smiled and wanted to give an hand to his friend in arms but the Jaguar suddenly started to choke the pirate. Éverybody stood amazed about what happened now. Ramses acted up quick and ran to the two. He then moved his khopesh to behead his old friend. As the head flew off the body, there were some tears in the eyes of the trained warrior, while Pete just kept cursing.

'You two owe us an explanation.' Ramses spoke when all of them were sitting down in the garden.
'i am not shure what happened myself' the girlish boy spoke. I am Joa..John and we were fighting the English when i suddenly ended up here. i that old man spying on you and when I suprised him, we got attacked.' The boy said.
Now everybody was looking at the old man. 'Who are you' asked Aves.
The man smiled and started speaking. 'i cannot reveal much about myself. To be honest, i even should not have joined you in the fight. I go under several names and i can only answer clearly when the world is in order. I shall say what i can right now. I am sorry that it will not be what you want to hear. You are in the future. In this future, the vampires have succesfully taken over the world with the help of the werewols and zombies. It is your job to kill the master vampire.' 'How did we get here?' Ramses asked. 'How are we going home?' Pete came.
'I understand you have many questions but there is only one thing i can do and that is put you on the right course.' the old man spoke. Suddenly a bright light appeared and when the light dissappeared, five warriors were standing in a forest, the old man was gone.


The four warriors had finally arrived at the other end of the lake. When they wanted to leave two days ago, the Shaolin monk named Shang thought that he saw lights on the other end of the lake and after discussing for a while, the group had decided to go there.
'There has been a campfire here' Spartacus said as he noticed some ashes. 'not to long ago either'  he added.
Genghis, the great Mongolian kahn who had taken leadership of the group thought for a second. 'We will rest here for a short while and then go on and see if we can find them. After he had spoken, the warriors settled down. After a while, Genghis rose as a sign that they would continue the travel. Genghis hated the fact that he did not have a horse with him and had to walk now. As soon as he found a horse, Genghis swore that he would commandeer it.
The group took up their pace and walked for another day. During the walking, the group of Genghis, Spartacus, Shang and Ardo got more signs that another group of people had walked here earlier. They only were not shure if they were human or not.
When the night fell, the small group took refuge in a barn filled with hay.
When Genghis awoke the next morning, he suddenly heard sounds of swords clashing against each other. He opened his eyes and looked around him. Both Spartacus and Ardo were missing.
He woke up Shang and together they moved to the barndoors, weapons ready. As they kicked open the doors, they saw the templar knight and the gladiator fighting each other, each with sword and shield.  'What are you doing?' Genghis asked. 'Why are you fighting?' the small Shaolin added.
Both warriors looked suprised. 'Who said we were fighting?' Spartacus asked in return. 'We woke up early and decided to train together.' Ardo said.

After gathering some fruit and using that as breakfast, the fighters started to walk again, heading towards the strange people. During the day, the fighters arrived at a small village. As they walked through it, they saw a almost naked black man standing in front of them. Genghis yelled out to the man and as a response the man hurried into a building. Genghis, Ardo, Shang and Spartacus ran after him and stopped in front of the building that he ran into. 'Its a church' Ardo spoke as he saw the building with the big bell in a tower above it. Both of the doors were open. 'He cannot escape that' Ardo said to the others. Genghis walked in first, holding his Mongolian saber. Next came Ardo with his bastardsword and shield. Spartacus followed up with his sica and parmana and as last came Shang with his loyal staff. As the warriors walked into the building, they saw a big room with a lot of seats and a walkway in the middle. In the end of the walkway, there was a chair and a glass window. As the four warriors moved away from the door, they heard a sound. Seconds later, the black man jumped from behind some seats and was holding a dangerous looking spear. From another seat another man appeared with some sort of crossbow. The doors closed and from behind them came two other men. both armed with sword and shield and both had bronze armour. Genghis knew they were surrounded.
Before Genghis or Ardo could attack, Shang stepped forward. 'We mean no harm'  he spoke with an innocent smile. The Monk then dropped his staff and motioned for his friends to do the same. One by one, they lowered their weapons, not that willingly to drop it.
The attackers stared at each other and when one of them, a blond haired man, gave a sign, they lowered their weapons also.
'We must be carefull nowadays and when we found out that somebody was following us, we set out a trap.' The man spoke.
'yeah whatever' Genghis answered.
Everybody sat down on the seats. The warriors had put all their weapons away and started introducing themselfs. After Genghis and his group had told the others who they were, the leader of the other group started talking. 'My name is Alexander. I am king of Macedon, Hegemon of the Hellenic leage, Shahansah of Persia, pharaoh of Egypt and lord of Asia. But you can call me king Alexander. During one of my many battles, I found a stone in a cave and before I knew it, i was here.' The next to talk was another young man. 'The name is Julius Ceasar. I was fighting Celts when i suddenly ended up here.' he spoke. 'And then i met my hero Alexander. Don't know how that happened but i won't complain.' he added, forcing a smile from Alexander.
The black man was next. His only piece of clothing was some sort of skirt. He also had some ugly scars in his face. 'Mnuumu' He said. "I am a Azande warrior' he added when the others kept on looking at him. When it was obvlious that he would not say anything else, the last man started speaking. This Chinese looking man had leather armour and a bronze helmet. He also waved an impressive looking polearm. 'My name is Sun Tsu. I am both scholar and general. Before I ended up here, i was working on a book with my ideas on modern warfare. People might like it.' The man said with the flair of a gentleman.
After the introductions, almost all the warriors stayed on their seats. Only Shang and Sun tsu walked towards each other to talk.
Spartacus moved to Genghis to whisper him in the ear. 'They have a Roman with them. i would not trust them if I were you' Genghis nodded. He did not like the arrogance of the leader of that group.
After another time of silence, Shang and Sun tsu walked up to the group. 'It might be better to travel with each other. With two groups forming one, we have a better chance to survive these strange creatures.' Sun tsu  spoke. 'And we have greater chance to escape this place' Shang added.
Genghis thought about this idea when Alexander suddenly spoke. 'I accept you guys in my group'
The furious Kahn reacted quick. 'Or you join my group!' he spoke with an angry tone.
The two Chinese men saw everything go awry and tried to restore the peace. 'We just go together.' Shang said. After that, Sun Tsu added 'we were going the same way anyway.'


Somewhere else, two warriors were walking up to a hill. The two warriors that just had met yesterday were good friends already. They had decided to ignore the situation of the day ago and were happy that the two of them could go along very well.
They had discussed their own histories during their talks and knew a lot about each other already. When the warriors heard sounds, Saladin reached for his turkish axe while Cochise took out his bow and arrow.
The guys walked over the hill and saw two men fighting each other.
The first one had a bronze breastplate and was holding a falcata and small shield while the other was bigger, had a nasal helmet, chainmail and was holding a longsword and also a round shield.
It was clear that this was not a training session and that both warriors fought to win.

Swords hit each other, shields and armour. The men did not have way and yelled while trying to overpower the other using their strenghts. The smaller one tried several times to outmanouvre the other but the big brute gave little chance for any strategic fighting, using his strenght in this duel.
After both swords hit each other once again, the big man used his shield to push the opponent to the ground. The man attempted to thrust at his downed opponent but hit only grass. Before he could attack again, the spectactors intervened. The Apache shot an arrow next to the warriors to get the attention as they ran down the hill. 'We come in peace' Saladin yelled when the angry man made himself ready to fight the new opponents.
When the four guys finally met, Saladin and Cochise explained that fighting would not help and that to survive this, they had to work together. The two did not need a lot arguments to convince the other two warriors.
The big one introduced himself as Halvar. One could see red hair from under his helmet and he had a red beard 'I am a viking raider and I ended up here when my ship and crew dissapeared. I ended up here, fought those strange creatures that just will not die and when I saw him, I finally saw an opponent I could beat and i simply charged.'
The other one introduced himself as Hannibal and he had a similair story. ' I was defending Carthago from the Romans when a light hit me. When i woke up, two strange monsters were walking towards me. I managed to kill them by beheading and when i met more, i started running untill I ended up here.'
The four sat down relaxed. Two tired because of heavy fighting earlier.


His kilij lay in his hand as he stared into the red eyed of his opponent. The vampire hissed and Vlad hissed back. The two had been fighting for a few minutes now without much effect. The vampire slashed his claws again but Vlad blocked the attacks with his shield and countered with his curved sword. The damage that was done, healed itself and both fighters ended where they started.
'i have a proposition' Vlad spoke. 'What?' the vampire snarled.
Tepes smiled as he spoke the following words. 'I want to speak to your leader. I have information on mortals he might like. We can make a deal!'

Chapter 4: The battle goes on

The rain was dripping on his face as he watched the four warriors that were walking towards him. judging if they were dangerous, he took mental notes. Only two of them looked like they were a real threat. The first one had some sort of armour and a few weapons with him, while the other had no armour but two very large swords to compensate for the lack of armour.

Aves smiled as he grabbed his spear and shield. Since he came on this strange land, he had only encountered strange creatures. Sone of these looked like men but dead, while others were some sort of wolfmen. Only Hades knew what these were.
Now he finally saw real humans that he could battle, real humans that he could kill.
Having gathered his weapons, the Spartan lay down in the mud and waited untill the four warriors had entered the garden that he used as hideout.

As the last one entered, the spartan raced towards the group. The first thing he did was pushing a man with a very large hat away using his shield to stab his target. The man avoided the thrusting attack and before Aves knew what was happening, the innocent looking warrior with the animal jumped on top of him and forced both of them on the ground. The spartan threw the man away and jumped up while he unsheated his sword, only to look at the end of the blades of two people and some sort of stick of the man with the large hat.

'Drop your weapon' The Pharaoh spoke with a booming voice. The spartan warrior stared at him and as Ramses was about to speak again, Miyamoto suddenly spoke. 'Let him keep his sword. He attacked me and now we will duel.' 'Nooo' Ramses came again. 'We must work together.' Aves got confused, these guys were arguing among themselfs. To make matters worse, Pete started to agree with the samurai. 'let these two fight. it will be entertaining and we will take the strongest with us.' 'No!'  Ramses said, almost yelling this time. 'If we want to survive this mess and find a way home, we need every hand we can get.'
The discussion kept on going untill the last one of the party spoke. 'Ramses is right. We need to survive and fighting among ourselfs only makes us weaker. i have seen this before with my people and that is not good. The man does not know us and might have attacked out of fear. Give him the chance to choose.' the Aztec Jaguar said.
Aves knew he had to say something now and thought carefull. He had always learned to mistrust anyone not from Sparta. Such a thing was hard to ignore but walking alone with these creatures wasn't a good alternative. Finally, the born warrior spoke. 'I think that the gods have forced me to work with you. i do not want the wrath of the gods and so I would go with you.'
'Shut it Asshole' The pirate said to the strange warrior. It was the samurai who spoke last. 'It should be wise to have all able warriors with us and so i will forget this assault. But if he ever tries to attack one of us again, I will behead him personally.'
With that, the matter was settled and another warrior had joined the group. The warriors hurried themselfs off to the dry shack made of glass to escape the rain.

The werewolf growled as he kept choking the small Shaolin Monk. The friends of the monk were occupied elsewere as the templar knight Ardo was trying to reach the shore of the lake he had been thrown into and both Genghis Kahn and Spartacus were battling the other werewolf.
Shang tried to kick his hairy opponent as he unwrapped his last weapon from his left arm and tried to breath at the same time. As darkness consumed the small monk, someone jumped on the back of the beast and delivered some accurate stabs in the shoulder and neck. The werewolf released the monk, who quickly tried to regain his breath as he threw his opponent off his back and on the ground. The beast roared in pain and anger as it focused itself on the gladiator that was now on the ground. The werewolf walked towards the Roman slave but before it could attack, a rope with a hard metal ball on it hit the beast on the head. The werewolf was still watching Spartacus as the meteorhammer whipped around again ensnarled the throat of the beast. The werewolf cried in anger as it moved to oppose the monk but in that instant, Spartacus rose and lifted his dagger again. He jumped at the werewolf and stabbed it several times in the throat.
The werewolf uttered one last weak roar before falling down on the ground.

The other werewolf was still active and threw Genghis kahn on the ground again. It leaped towards the Mongolian, but before it could bite, the warrior had rolled away again and created distance. This had happened several times now and altough Genghis considered it a cowards action, he knew nothing better to do. The beast leaped towards him again and and Genghis barely managed to avoid again, with the claws of the oversized wolf hitting the bark of a tree.
Genghis used this moment to attack and his saber slashed air before it hit the beast. The beast only recieved a blow in the chest, with little blood spilling. It slammed the sword out of the hand of the Mongolian and kicked the warrior on the ground. The werewolf walked towards the kahn and slashed without much effect on the armour. Before the werewolf could bite, rescue came for Genghis.
Shang had taken possession of his staff again and used it to push the werewolf away. Spartacus followed up with a cutting attack that took the beast in the side. The beast slammed the dagger away and grabbed Spartacus. Before it could do harm, the shaolin attacked again. The monk sweeped the feet of the beast with his staff and tripped it. Both man and beast fell on the ground and as the werewolf lifted itself again, an arrow hit its throat. The wolf cried and recieved another arrow in the throat. Before a third one could hit, the werewolf fell on the ground. It moaned one last time very soft and never moved again. Genghis had managed to get his bow and arrows and had fired the two shots that finally killed the beast. 'Take that' He spoke.
A few minutes after the second werewolf had fallen, Ardo walked on the sand surrounding the lake. He was tired from swimming with armour but he was more upset that he missed the fighting.


Saladin kicked a rock that spun away and hit a tree. It had been a day since he ended up on this strange world, full of even stranger people. After the sultan had left the farm, he had been attacked by more of those agressive people and found that altough they attacked in numbers, the attacks were weak and they got killed easy as long you decapitated them.
The Muslim warrior entered a forest and watched as the birds flew high in the sky, all the problems and sorrow gone. Altough the birds sang, no other sign of life could be found in the area.
After a time of walking, Saladin found a small strange object. It spoke Coca Cola. The warrior was not shure what it was and threw it away, ignoring the thing and the rest of the garbage that he saw.
He kept walking without meeting anyone when an arrow suddenly flew past him and got stuck in the ground. Saladin turned around to see who shot the arrow but the attacker was already running away. Hating the fact that he did not have any horse here, Saladin followed the bowman.
During the pursuit, the stranger fired two more arrows but both of them missed, giving the chainmailclad warrior time to gain on his opponent.

The Muslim ran through the forest, trying to keep up with his opponent. He finally stopped when he realised that his opponent was gone and he himself lost.
Saladin stood motionless for a minute when he heard some noises coming from bushes. He quickly drew his sword and walked towards the noise. The bushes seemed clear and he could not see anythingt in the area when something hit the sultan on his helmet.
It was the Apache warrior Cochise who had stalked his opponent and led him here. He hid himself in a tree and jumped out when the timing was correct, hitting the helmet with his tomahawk.
The attack had pushed Saladin offguard and a followup attack with a knife pushed the warrior on the ground.
'Bring me back home' the Apache roared. 'I dont know who you are or where we are. I have nothing to do with you. I am lost also.' Saladin spoke quickly, not wanting to get hit by one of the two weapons the man was holding.
The Apache looked at his opponent, considering what the man had said. 'Very well. I did not who you are. i apologise', he said as he lowered his tomahawk and knife. 'Its nothing', the Turk spoke, I understand.
Cochise dropped his tomahawk and knife to sit down. Saladin followed example and the two started to chat about what had happened. They kept on talking about themselfs and their adventures untill late in the evening.

The following day, the warriors managed to get out of the forest and started walking south. Both were unshure why they walked south but it was one of the few options they had. As the evening fell, the two stopped to take some rest. They prepared the two rabbits that they had killed during the day and started eating the meat.
While they kept chatting, Cochise moved his hand to silent his new friend. He grabbed his bow and arrow and as he aimed it, a man appeared. The man had black hair, a black mustache, chainmail armour and he a curved blade on his side. In his hands was a strange object. 'Keep it cool' He said to the Apache.
The two warriors were unshure of the device in the hands of the man and simply listened to what the man said. 'You don't have to be hostile' Saladin spoke. 'Sit down and eat with us.'

Vlad Tepes kept the two warriors at gunpoint as he walked towards them. 'Eat with you?' He spoke as he gave a better look at the two. Then he suddenly saw something shocking. 'Eat with a turk?' he spoke loudly. 'A filthy stinking Turk. No way I am going to sit next to a Turk.' Both Saladin and Cochise looked confused by such a language. 'I am not shure what problems you have with me, but we must set our differences aside and work together if we want to escape this.' The sultan spoke as he and the native rose.
I prefer to be alone then to have you with me.' Vlad spoke directly to Saladin. 'I can find my way out of here alone and I do not help from anybody.' he finished. 'Then leave and let us be'  Cochise spoke, defending his new friend. Both Saladin and Cochise reached for their weapons as they observed the moves of the newly arrived man.
The prince of Wallachia considered shooting the Turk but he could fire only once and the other guy would attack him. Of that, Vlad was shure.
'I am off' Vlad spoke as he turned around to walk away. 'But you will get yourself killed. Why so stubborn? Join us and...' The American spoke, trying to convince the man to join them. The comment was to deaf ears. Vlad walked away without turning around. There was no way he would work together with a Turk. He only regretted not being able to kill the Turk on the spot.

Chapter 3: Attack!

The blade barely missed and Saladin was away before his opponent could give a good second strike. The two men eyed each other with deadly glares and before anyone could tell, Saladin was on the attack. the first blow with his curved sword was aimed at the head of his opponent but the man could block the attack easy. Saladin then used his crossguard to push the weapon of the opponent away in order to cut the chest. The opponent was quick and stepped out of range with ease, only to have the tip of the blade against his throat. 'I...Give up' the young opponent spoke as he dropped his scimitar. 'Always be prepared for a sudden movement Al-Afdal. And always keep your guard up. You will be sultan one day and you need to be the best. Show that you are powerfull and your people will obey. Show that you are cunning yet respectful, your people will treasure you. Remember that.' 'Yes Father' the young fighter spoke. He had heard this speech many times now and altough it was getting to the point that it got annoying, Al-Afdal knew his father was right. There was a reason why the sultan was favoured by his people and was both feared and respected by his enemies.
'Now go and take a refreshment' Saladin spoke to his son. 'After you are done, come here with your axe. The Turkish axe is a very important weapon to master.' The Sultan spoke why he wiped off some dust that had gotten on his chainmail armour.
As the young man left, Saladin walked into his royal tent and sat down on some cushions. He took off his helmet and noticed a servant walking towards him.
'My lord' The servant began. 'The magical stone that king Richard promised you has finally arrived. He also warns you that the stone is very dangerous and should be handled with caution.' After the servant had spoken,  Saladin took the green crystal. The crystal felt odd in his hand and he knew that this crystal was special.
The most important man of Arabia took his turkish axe from the weapon rack and said to the servant to put the helmet on again.
As Saladin moved to put the crystal away, it suddenly turned red. The muslim studied this strange occurance for a moment when a sudden light hit him.

As he woke up, Saladin noticed that he somehow had gotten into a stack of hay. The man stood up and looked around. This was not the garden of his palace, this did not even feel like Arabia.
This placed looked like a farm, but different, with strange steel machines.
The Muslim warrior checked his armour and scimitar, finding everything in order. Next to the warrior lay the turkish axe, Saladin took it from the ground and tied it to his belt. It was time for exploring.

As Saladin entered the farmhouse, he saw that the house was a mess. With tables turned, stuff on the ground and blood everywhere. 'By Allah, what has happened here' the man spoke out loud. He continued to investigate the  house and walked up the stairs. 'Hello' he yelled when he saw an old woman standing by the window. 'What happened here?' he asked.
The woman did not speak as she walked towards the muslim. She had a ripped dress, loose grey hair and an unhealthy look over her. Blood was everywhere.
Before he could speak again, Saladin jumped away as the woman tried to slash him with her nails, only hitting the helmet. Seeing that talking would not help, Saladin drew his sword and slashed the woman in the throat. To his amazement, the woman kept attacking. 'What kind of demon are you'  he asked, with the only answer being a low growl. Saladin stepped away from the woman and grabbed a chair. He threw the chair at the woman and kicked her away.
The warrior ran down the stairs to escape the demonic woman, only to encounter a man downstairs who looked the same as the woman and was holding a shovel. Saladin blocked a blow with his sword and pushed the shovel away. He then moved to decapitate the man. He knew that attacking probably would not help but this way, he might have time to escape. As the head fell off, Saladin noticed that the man stayed down. Thinking that beheading was the way to attack these things, hands grabbed him and threw him against a table. The sword fell from his hands and his axe poked him hard in the side. The woman was nearing the muslim leader again, who stood up, took his turkish axe and slashed at the hand of the woman. Cutting the hand off, Saladin moved forward to decapitate the woman, in which he succeeded. After making shure that the woman would not move again, he took his scimitar from the ground again and walked outside.


The trio of Ramses, Pete and Thuli were walking into a deserted town now. A lot of strange houses and even more strange machines stood at the side of the road. They had encountered no new monsters and the three men had no clue on what to do. 'We have to find other people that are still alive' Ramses spoke. 'Fuck the others. We have to get out of here as soon as possible' Pete spoke his mind. The always silent Thuli spoke with a thoughtfull mind. 'We do not know where we are and we must assume that we are in danger everywhere. Finding others is the most usefull thing to do.' With two against one, Pete had to agree and the trio continued their journey. As they walked on, the evening fell and the three men heard sounds of fighting. Running towards the sounds, they saw two men fighting. One was holding a sword while the other hovered in the air and used his hands to battle. It looked like the man with the sword was losing. 'Hey, what is going on here?' The pharaoh yelled. Both of the fighters looked up and a few seconds later, the man with the sword got thrown against one of the strange machines on wheels.
The other fighter walked up to the trio and as he came near, they saw a very ugly face that could not be of a normal human being. His hands looked more like claws, with sharp nails and his clothing looked like nothing the ancient warriors had ever seen.

Pete started the fight by firing his blunderbuss, aiming at the strange man. Like with the other monsters, the weapon did nothing and the stranger grabbed the pirate to throw him against Thuli. The monster smiled, revealing some pointed hookteeth.
Ramses had his kopesh in hand and as soon as the monster attacked him, he slashed back, hitting the hand of the monster. The monster screamed angry and in pain. He flew in the air to dodge another attack and kicked Ramses against the head. The Egyptian fell on the ground, his head hurting like hell as Pete and Thuli attacked with their melee weapons. Pete tried to cut the monster with his cutlass without any effect while Thuli sneaked up from behind with his obsidian knife. The attack worked and the Aztec was able to put the tecpatl in the neck of the vampire. The angry vampire yelled out in pain, turned around and slashed the Jaguar in the chest, ripping the cotton armour. The vampire then proceeded to throw Thuli against Pete. The vampire took the the Aztec knife out of his neck with an angry look and threw it on the ground.
The trio surrounded the vampire when a fog appeared out of nowhere, making it hard for the warriors to see anything. Thuli got grabbed from behind and as he yelled and kicked backwards, he flew against a wall. Ramses was next to spot the vampire. The angry Egyptian tried to attack the vampire again but as he swung his sword, the monster grabbed his swordhand and and forced the sword out of the hand. The monster lifted Ramses up in the air and before the pharoah could be thrown on the ground. A blade slashed the vampire in the back. The monster dropped his victim in suprise and looked backwards. He saw the man that he had been beating up earlier and was holding two swords now. A long slightly curved sword and a shorter straight one.
The warrior attacked the vampire again, who grabbed the kopesh that was lying on the ground. Blocking two attacks, the monster failed to block a stab with the short sword and it hit the vampire in the stumach. The fourth warrior pulled the sword out and was suprised that the monster was able to move still, even though blood dripped out of several wounds. The vampire slashed the left arm of the warrior and kicked the warrior in the groin. The warrior fell on the ground as the vampire walked up to the Pirate captain. 'Comon mate. Can't we make a deal? I'l leave you alone, I give you a lot of gold.' Pete stuttered as the vampire came near. 'I do not need your gold' it hissed. And before Pete could attack, the vampire grabbed him by the throat and started to choke him.

The face of Pete turned red and just as it looked like the pirate would die, Thuli jumped on the back of the monster. The monster released Pete and used its elbows to force the Aztec on the ground. The pirate suddenly yelled something at the vampire and threw a black ball at him. The vampire catched it as Thuli rolled away. Seconds later, the grenado exploded in the hand of the vampire, ripping the arms off the vampire and burning him. The vampire lay on the ground now, armless and with burns everywhere. The strange warrior lifted up his long curved sword and impaled the heart of the vampire with it. The vampire did not move again and the exhausted warriors collapsed on the ground, tired and in pain.

'My name is Myamoto Musashi. I am a Ronon samurai.' The warrior spoke as they all sat on the ground in one of the houses. 'Welkom Myamoto. I am Ramses II, i am the pharaoh of Egypt. Then we have Pete, who is a pirate..' 'Captain' Pete interrupted Ramses who was introducing everyone.
'This here is Thuli. He is an Aztec Jaguar.' the Egyptian finished. As everybody was introduced, they started talking about how they came to this place.
First was Ramses, then Thuli told his story, followed by Pete and finally Myamoto began to speak. 'As with you all, it started with the strange crystal. I just had fought a duel and as i allowed my opponent to live, he gave me a green crystal. As I returned home, it turned red and I found myself here. I started searching the houses when i encountered that creature. It called itself vampire i believe.'
'Talking about that thing, what did you throw at it pete?' Came the question of Thuli. 'Grenado. gunpowder in a ball and highly effective.' Spoke the pirate.
They all talked more, untill each of them fell asleep.


Somewhere else, three different warriors walked down a long road. These warriors consisted of the Mongolian ruler Genghis kahn, The Templar Knight named Ardo and the Shaolin monk who went by the name of Shang. They had been walking all day and had not been able to find anyone living in these parts.
The night had fallen for a few hours now and the compagnions were lost, well as far as you can call it lost when you don't even know where you are travel goes.
Suddenly, a light appeared and when the light dissolved, a man lay on the ground.
The man had a light skin, brown hair and a small beard. He was wearing some cloth around his waist and upper legs and he wore armour that protected his right arm and shouler. Next to the man lay a small shield and a very curved sword.
'My head' the man complained as he opened his eyes. 'Who are you, where am I, where is the battle?' The man asked after he saw the trio standing in front of him. 'Are you okay?' the always polite monk asked him. 'Yeah, what is happening?' the returnquestion came. It was again the Shaolin who answered the question: 'We are not that shure what is happening. For what we can gather, we are all stranded in this strange world by means of a magical crystal. This world is home to a strange humanlike creature that cannot be killed by any of our weapons.' 'The crystal' the man moaned. He reached for a small pack and took the green crystal out. 'We were fighting those Roman assholes when i picked up that thing from a dead Roman. Next thing I know, I'm here. 'And who are you' Genghis asked.
'You can call me Spartacus' the man spoke with a soft smile. 'How about you guys?'
The others introduced themselfs and they started to talk with each other.

The morning thereafter, the small group of four made its way to small lake that Shang had spotted. Finally arriving at the lake, each man started to drink some water, not knowing that something lurked in the shadows. after each man had drunk the filthy water, each man started doing something for himself.
Shang began practising kata's, while Ardo stuck his sword in the ground, kneeled before it and started praying.
Genghis took a small nap and the newcomer Spartacus trained his body like he was used to. Even though the group was stranded on an unknown world, it was time to relax.
A loud growl could be heard and the amazed warriors saw how two strange wolves were running towards them.
The wolves were much bigger then normal wolves would be, the size of a human being. The wolves had dangerous claws, big teeth and a great speed. The warriors waited in confusion, untill Genghis took the lead. 'Attack!' he yelled as he loosened an arrow from his bow. The arrow missed the fast monster and a rock hit the other monster in the chest without much effect. Spartacus was reloading his sling already to throw another one. He and Genghis fired their projectiles again with the arrow being lodged in the arm of one of the wolves and the stone hit the same wolf in the face, knocking him back.
The other wolf was almost on top of the two warriors as Ardo intercepted him and used his sword and shield to attack this menace. The werewolf was not easily pushed away and jumped on the templar, forcing him backwards and making him lose his sword. The creature clawed at the knight and before it could get an opening, a staff hit the monster on the back of the head. The werewolf looked up and saw another opponent in front of him. His primitive brain said to attack the one who attacked him last and it jumped at the Shaolin. Shang managed to avoid a collision with the beast and grabbed the twin hooks that he had carried with him the whole time. Ardo too raised up and grabbed the flail that he had been carrying with him.

The other werewolf was fighting both Genghis kahn and Spartacus. Genghis had his Mongolian sabre while spartacus used a combination of Sica sword and the parmanta shield. Genghis attacked with a slash, only for the beast to avoid it. Spartacus came in from behind and managed to slash the monster across the back, leaving a bloody trail from the right shoulder to the left leg. the beast got angry and tried to bite the Thracian.
It was Genghis this time that managed to hit the beast in the leg but was kicked in the side with the same leg soon after. The beast cried in pain because of the wounded leg and pushed the gladiator away with a simple push to jump on Genghis.

On the other side was Shang in a destructive duel with the other werewolf. Shang had his two hookswords to counter the claws of the opponent. Ardo had been thrown into the lake moments before and tried to get out of it to aid the monk in the battle. One of the hookswords got lost on the ground while the other hit the werewolf on the shoulder. The monster moved away and grabbed the Shaolin by the throat. The free hand of Shang moved to his last and concealed weapon.