All Chapters of Fangs Across Eternity : Chapter 61
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Alucard Fear
In the spirit realm, Nancy's consciousness unfolded. The familiar, misty expanse of her ancestors' realm greeted her, but she did not linger. She pressed onward, through the golden gate that Eledumare had opened for her before. The void beyond was vast and cold, a sea of potentiality and memory.She focused her will, casting the name like a hook into the infinite dark: Alucard. Son of Dracula. Forerunner.She felt herself drawn toward a specific frequency, a place of profound darkness.A landscape formed around her spirit. She stood in a throne room carved from obsidian and bone. It was empty, but it thrummed with a recent, powerful presence. This was an echo of Alucard's sanctum, a place his soul had imprinted upon the spiritual plane."Show me," she whispered, her prayer a ripple in the stagnant air. "Eledumare, grant me sight. Show me the truth of this creature's intent."The vision sharpened. She saw not with her eyes, but with her spirit, perceiving the complex tapestry of Alucar
Alliance Set
"So we're not just letting a wolf in the door," Maria stated, her voice flat. "We're letting in a wolf that's already planning how to eat the whole house once the blizzard outside passes.""That's the size of it," Adrian confirmed, his hands flat on the table. "Nancy confirmed it. He's desperate, which makes him a useful ally. And he's ambitious, which makes him a future enemy. We can't afford to be naive. We go in with a chain and a collar, or we don't go in at all."Bella, leaning against the wall with her arms crossed, gave a curt nod. "Then, what are our terms?"Adrian began to lay them out, point by cold, pragmatic point. "First, territory. He wants the Serpent's Tooth mountains? Fine. But not the whole range. We designate a single, defensible valley, the Shattered Glen. It's close enough for us to monitor, far enough that his forces can't mass at our gates unnoticed.""Second, numbers," Elias rumbled, adding his strategic mind to the plan. "We cap his military presence. No more
The anvil and hammer are in place
The sun rose, clear and cold, over Howling Peak. There was no fanfare to mark the grim pact they had made in the dead of night. The city awoke to the same sounds of industry and training, but for Adrian and his council, the air itself had changed. It was thick with the promise of blood and the scent of a predator they had just invited to their doorstep.The war council convened in the grand hall as the first rays of light streamed through the tall windows. The usual members were there, their faces set in grim lines, but a new presence sat at the table. Clara. She occupied a seat slightly apart from the others, a pale, silent statue. The werewolf guards stationed at the doors watched her with undisguised hostility, their low growls a constant, rumbling underscore to the proceedings.Adrian stood at the head of the table, a large map of the region spread out before them. "He agreed. His forces will be at the Shattered Glen by nightfall."A ripple of tension went through the room. Maria
Leon
The silence from the Shattered Glen was more unnerving than the clash of battle would have been. For three days, the presence of Alucard's vanguard was a cold stone in the gut of every citizen and soldier in Howling Peak. The two forces existed in a state of frozen hostility, separated by a few miles of open ground, watching each other with the unblinking focus of predators from rival packs.The tension on the walls was a physical thing. Werewolf sentries, their enhanced senses cranked to a painful degree, paced the battlements, their growls a constant, low-level threat. Their instincts screamed at them to charge the Glen, to tear and rend the unnatural things festering there. It took all of Elias's and Maria's authority, and the bone-deep loyalty they felt for Adrian, to keep them in line.Adrian knew the fragile truce needed a gesture, however dangerous. On the morning of the fourth day, under a pale, cloud-veiled sun, he made his move."Bella, with me," he said, strapping on a simp
Addressing the People
The sun climbed higher, but a different kind of chill had settled over Howling Peak. It was the cold of fear, and it was spreading through the city faster than any plague.Adrian and Bella had barely passed back through the main gates when they felt it. The usual industrious clamor of the city was muted, replaced by hushed, frantic conversations that died the moment they were spotted. People looked up from their work not with hope, but with wide, uncertain eyes. The sight of their leader returning from a parley with the monsters in the hills had made the alliance terrifyingly real.The first incident happened at noon.A young werewolf volunteer, still struggling with the aggressive instincts of his new form, was on patrol near the granaries. A child, chasing a runaway ball, stumbled and scraped her knee, letting out a sharp cry. The volunteer, already on edge from the pervasive scent of vampires on the wind, spun around with a snarl, his claws extending. It was a reflexive, defensive
The church Vanguard
The promised distraction arrived not at dawn, but under the cover of a moonless, starless night two days later. It was not a probing force. It was the tip of the spear.The first warning was not a horn, but a tremor in the earth, felt by Bella where she stood on the battlements. Her eyes snapped open. "They're here."Adrian, Maria, Elias, and Nancy were at her side in moments. Clara, a silent shadow permitted to observe from a distance, followed, her pale face unreadable.What they saw unfolding on the plains below stole the breath from their lungs. This was no scouting party. A column of soldiers stretched back into the darkness, a seemingly endless river of steel and faith. Thousands of infantry marched in disciplined lockstep, their armor, though varied, all bearing the stark symbol of the Evernight Goddess's crescent moon. Interspersed among them were blocks of warriors who glowed with a soft, internal luminescence, Holy Knights, their very presence a wave of pressure that made th
Party Pooper
The shattering of the Paladin’s sword was the signal. The moment the blinding holy light died, Alucard, who still stood on the battlements as if he owned them, spoke a single, soft word that carried unnatural weight."Now."From the depths of the Shattered Glen, his army answered.It was not a charge. It was an eruption. A wave of shrieking nightwings blackened the sky, descending upon the War Acolytes. The aerial hymn became screams of terror and the wet tear of leathery wings. From the ground, the shadow-stalkers flowed, phasing through the Church's disoriented infantry lines to cripple and disrupt. And behind them came Kael and the vampires, a scythe of pale death hitting the Church's flanks.On the walls, the defenders watched, their own battle momentarily forgotten. The sheer, brutal efficiency was horrifying."Now!" Adrian roared, his voice snapping his soldiers from their stupor. "We push! All units, forward!"The gates of Howling Peak swung open. The werewolf army poured out,
The siege
The next day…The sun bled out over Howling city, and the waiting ended.The main host of the Great Cleansing was a living carpet of steel and faith, so vast it seemed to warp the horizon. At its heart, on a raised platform, stood Cardinal Valerius. And beside him, the blood-red smudge of the Inquisitors.A single trebuchet arm swung. The stone sailed over the walls, crashing into a residential sector. The sound of splintering wood and a single, cut-off scream echoed back.Alucard was on the wall as well“How will your men fight under the sun?” Adrian asked“Simple, I will borrow a power that you are familiar with,” Alucard replied as he brought out a bottle with a small amount of blood contained in it.Then he disappeared to gods knows where, suddenly an eclipse occurred blocking out the sun turning daytime dark.Then, suddenly, nightwings fell upon the siege crews in a shrieking, tearing frenzy. But the Church was ready. Battle Priests chanted, and domes of shimmering golden light s
The Alliance is Void
“Is that all?”Alucard’s taunt hung in the air, a defiant challenge to the godly power arrayed against him. The silence that answered was brief, and far more terrifying than any roar.The single Inquisitor who had fired did not retreat. Instead, it tilted its featureless helm. Behind it, the other eleven blood-red figures stepped forward in perfect, unnerving unison. They formed a loose semicircle, and as one, they raised their hands.Twelve beams of unraveling light lanced out, converging on the space Alucard occupied. The air itself screamed.Alucard’s smug triumph vanished, replaced by a snarl of pure effort. He clapped his hands together, and the vortex of darkness erupted around him once more.The result was a cataclysm. Light and darkness collided with the sound of a dying star. The vortex held for a single, straining second, swallowing half the beams before it shattered like black glass.The remaining beams struck him.They did not pierce; they scoured. His roar of defiance bec
System Override
Elias’s grip was iron on his arm. “Adrian! The mansion! Now!”The plea was a death sentence wrapped in strategy. Retreat meant surrendering the city street by street, watching his people be hunted through their own homes. Ahead, through the breached wall, an Inquisitor turned its helm toward a cluster of fleeing civilians. Its hand began to rise, the air around it already starting to unravel.The System interface flared to life[HOST SURVIVAL IMPERATIVE DETECTED][EMERGENCY PROTOCOL: CONDUIT OVERRIDE][ACCESSING: SEALED TAIL GATE 05... 06... 07...]The prompts flashed faster,unable to keep up with the surge of power.[...08... 09... 10...][WARNING: CATASTROPHIC LIFEFORCE DRAIN][...11... 12...][COST: 1,000 YEARS OF HOST LIFESPAN][AUTHORIZE: Y/N?]A millennium of his life. The number was a abstraction, meaningless against the reality of the dying around him. His will made the choice Y.The world broke.It did not happen slowly. One moment, Adrian was transformed into a full wolf wi