"You two will be okay without us?"
"Don't worry Jack," Lan Fan replied over the phone. "Sarah and I can take care of ourselves."
"Your supposed to promise that you'll stay out of trouble," Carmilla pointed out.
"You know we can't do that Miss," Sarah said, "Don't worry we'll be alright."
"Enjoy Cairo you two," Jack said before hanging up. "Should I be worried?"
they'll be fine. Besides I told Sarah to transform Lan Fan if she
died." Carmilla assured. Jack decided to ignore that, he looked at what his companion was wearing. She was dressed for combat with military
fatigues patterned after the desert uniforms of the US army Rangers. The practicality of the outfit was lessened somewhat by the dark green
camouflage pattern. "What?"
are too many vampires in my life." Jack complained. "Anyway our train
should be here in a minute." He took out his bow. "You ready?"
put on some goggles and raised a bandana over her mouth. "Yeah, but why
are you only going for this device now, this trains been running for
more than a century."
last time there was a fight over the eternal flow everyone involved
ended up dead. No one made a move for it after that, no one until
now." Jack explained. He checked his phone, it was almost time.
"You think history will repeat itself?"
and I both know that it always does." Jack heard the rumble of the
train. "Ready?" He noticed that Carmilla was gone. He didn't have
time to worry about where she went, the train was right in front of
him. He fired his arrow, Jack had intended to hit the front car but
the arrow embedded itself into the fifth one. Practice hitting highspeed targets, Jack
thought as a note to himself. Then the rope which connected the arrow
to his waist carried him away. Jack had done this maneuver with
zeppelins and airplanes but this was his first attempt with a train.
Carmilla was trying to stop the train. She stood in front of the
multi-ton monster and braced herself. That was when she learned a very
important lesson, not even she could stop a 1000 ton train. She
disintegrated on impact.
was making decent progress considering the fact that he was being
dragged along the sand at 300 miles an hour. He pulled himself forward
along the rope, just ten feet of rope left. He reached forward and
lost his grip, taking him back to square one. He readied himself to
start again when something pulled on the rope. He flew toward the roof
of the train where Carmilla caught him. "Next time stick to the plan,"
he said, shaking sand off his cape. "I see several people a few cars
behind us, one of them is Crow."
"He wants to destroy the thingy right?"
"Yeah he'd be the type to do that, lets see if I can beat him too it."
Carmilla stabbed her sword into the roof of the train. An ordinary sword would have never penetrated the roof as easily but Carmilla's jewel encrusted sword was anything but ordinary. "Why do you want to see this thing anyway, isn't that crystal the demigod gave you much more powerful?" she asked while working on making an entrance
"The zeo crystal is powerful but I can't replicate that. I probably can't replicate this either but it can't hurt to have a look." Carmilla finished cutting a square of material, Jack helped her rip it off and they were inside. It turned out that they had found the dining cart, the wooden furniture was in remarkably good shape aside from the layer of dust over everything. That was not however the most striking thing about the room, that honor went to the Greek woman sitting on one of the tables.
Medea and Carmilla both pulled out their weapons at the same time. Medea had a shotgun pointed at her head, Carmilla had a bow aimed at hers. "Hi," Carmilla greeted.
"Hey, I'm not here to fight."
"Then why do you have your sun-bow pointed at my head?"
"Because you have a shotgun pointed at mine. Look I've got a message from his newly risen count, if I put down my bow will you let me say it?" Carmilla nodded, Medea put down her bow, Carmilla fired her gun, Medea blocked it with the golden cape she was wearing, better known as the Golden Fleece.
"See you don't trust me," Carmilla pointed out, "or you wouldn't have been prepared for that shot. Why should we trust you?"
"Look Carmy, I think you'll like this message, it goes as follows," she took out a paper and began reading in an uncanny impression of the count. "'My dearest Carmilla, You have avoided Europe since the day I rose back to life. I know you love the continent, especially the French so I must assume that your doing so out of fear of me. I have no interest in getting revenge upon you, your servant or your lover. You may go as you please, I will not harm you. And remember there is a place in my court should you desire it. Regards -Count Draculat.'"
Medea waited for some sort of reaction, the one she got was not the one she expected, Carmilla hugged her with such violence that she managed to break several ribs. "Thank you," she said over and over, crying in relief.
"Your welcome Carmy now will you let me go," Carmilla let her go with an apology. Medea noticed that somehow her dark green clothing had turned much lighter, "Anyway I can stay with you two for a few days, if that is alright with you."
"It's alright with me," Jack replied, "You know what where after right now?"
"Yeah your after the eternal- okay what is that energy signature. And why is some of it like your energy?"
Jack thought about that for a second, his energy was distinctive so why was there something with simular energy. Then he remembered his loss at the NHK building in Tokyo. "That energy, does it feel like a crowd of people?"
"Yeah, its strange."
"Not good, Masako." Jack brought out a briefcase from magical storage. "I've met him before, his psychic powers are strong enough that they nearly tore me in half, I built this suit to prevent that from hapening."
"It looks like a power-rangers Halloween costume."
"It inflates with highpreseure gas, it'll take me a bit but after i inflate his I should be immune to pressure based attacks." Medea snorted at the idea of an inflatable suit. Then both of them noticed something, Carmilla had vanished, "Crap, she knows that I lost to the guy and she can get really protective."
"That is not good, you want me to help her?" Jack nodded and Medea jumped out the window. On her feet where the winged sandals, she was able to keep up with the train easily. She saw Carmilla reforming, and disturbingly she was wearing a black trenchcoat. In her hand was an AK-47 aimed directly at Masako. Carmillla laughed madly, seemingly unaware of the buffeting winds, she started firing.