VHD Vol 17 pg.143-144 "Tyrant's Stars" prt3&4
"I've heard you're a Vampire Hunter. I've also heard you're dhampir. However, I know nothing else about you. And I, the great Valcua, can consult the ether that records everything in the universe--the akashic record. D, who are you?"
"Do you still intend to go after those children?" D asked in return, as if that were the only thing that interested him.
"Five thousand years ago, their ancestor helped exile me into space. Five millennia is a long time. It would appear you've entered into an agreement with a client, and you'll risk your life to uphold it. But I, too, swore an oath: that I would visit my wrath on that dog's descendants."
A gaze burning with hatred locked on the figure in black gliding closer. Even as he leaped towards Valcua's chest, D was gorgeous.
His sword came out through the back of the cape. Without a second's delay, D leaped backward. Still standing stock still, Valcua grinned sharply.
"Lousy fake," the hoarse voice spat.
The resistance the sword had encountered wasn't that of a living creature.
"I still haven't gotten my answer." the voice that fell from the black space above him seemed to be that of a god inhabiting the heavens. "Now demonstrate your gratitude for being allowed to come here. If not..."
A golden light connected heaven and earth...but it wasn't lightning. Rather, it was a blistering stream of charged particles. Heaven and earth alike dissolved into gold, and within the light, D's form wavered like a fleeting heat shimmer.
The hundred-million-degree torrent suddenly vanished. Particles of light burned here and there in the black clearing, but D stood in the same spot as before with his left hand raised high. A tiny mouth in his palm had swallowed the blistering stream.
"Truly it was worthwhile calling you here. That particle beam was fired from a cannon I have on Mars, and it burned through half the asteroid belt. It could effortlessly punch through a planet two or three times the size of this one."
Once, when the Nobles had gone out to battle the fleet of alien invaders from the blackest depths of space, no one won more renown than the Ultimate Noble. But that was before his fall. Refusing to fight alongside the other Nobles, he not only devoted his own resources to building military outposts on every planet in the solar system, but he also captained a great battleship that was considered a hundred years more advanced than the science of the Nobility at the time, bringing the fight to the enemy in the very front lines.
The encounter between these two life forms fundamentally different in their ethics and way of thinking---particularly when one side was clearly intent on invading---could only end with the utter annihilation of one faction or the other. Unfortunately for the aliens, the rulers of their tiny planet were imbued with a love of battle and an undying animosity unmatched by any other living creature. After nearly a thousand years of fighting, the Nobility's forces finally defeated the invading army, following the survivors as they fled home and wiping their home world from the cosmos. It was Valcua who stood at the fore, and his team of scientists had developed a secret weapon that reduced the enemy's planet to dust. For someone like him, it was child's play to make a particle beam that could penetrate the Earth.
"No Noble could ever withstand that weapon without using a force field. D, could it be that you're--"
The voice wavered, as if the words had stagnated.
"Oh, D! I, too, am--"