《Hail to the King (RE8 Harem/fanfic)》Chapter 6 - The Lords
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Y/n rouses from his dream like state, his vision blurry as he comes closer to consciousness he can her giggling and some idle chatter.
He watches as a something small runs passed him, this makes him jump up looking around he finds himself in a church while Dimitrescu and Heisenberg chatter a little ways down.
He's awake!~
The little creepypasta wedding doll giggles as she runs behind the debris, then a deformed hunchback steps in front of Y/n with a grin.
The hunchback limps after the doll as he joins the remaining lords. Donna runs up to the church alter cheering to the others about.
He was my prey first Heisenberg-
And look how well you did, not only did he outwit you he's clearly far superior to any host that's come our way.
Y/n inspected his body finding his hands cuffed together by some sort of makeshift shackles. The stomach of his undershirt was stained red but thw wounds were no more even if the stinging sensation remained.
Can i play with him? Can i Can i?
Shut the fuck up Donna!
Enough.
A strong feminine voice interjects as the skylight in the room darkens. A figure drops down with a slow grace, glide to a stop as her six black wings cloaked around her after landing.
Mother Miranda I think the host should be put under my... Testing methods~ Anyone else would just waste your time and for what?
Mother Miranda I swear to you I can test his blood to asure-
No, I have already decided. Some of you have been less... Persuasive then others; however, Heisenberg will be responsible for Callahan.
Mother Miranda I must protest! Heisenberg's devotion is questionable at best!
Oh get over it you sore loser, you'll just drag him back to the oh so private castle to slit his dick... Well not him, you seem more interested in sucking it.
Do these childish antics amuse you?
Do i have a say in this?....
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Fight! Fight! Fight!
Childish is opposing Mother Miranda choice!
ENOUGH! My decision is final...
With that Lady Dimitrescu purses her lips, she look to Y/n then to Mother Miranda before composing herself and waking off.
Well then, why wait any longer.... LYCANS AND GENTLEMEN!~
It was only now did Y/n notice amongst the ruins were lycans emerging from the shadows to oversee the meeting.
Don't worry kid, your suffering is in good hands~
Heisenberg lifts the hammer over head as Y/n puts his cuffed hands up defensively.
W-Wait!
Heisenberg slams the hammer down at Y/n's feet sending up a cloud of shattered stone.
SHOWTIME! BETTER RUN, if you got the right stuff that is~ 10... 9...
As if on cue three likes wielding farm tools as weapons drop from above surrounding him.
8...7...6...5...4
Y/n is forced back towards a corner where a hole was, as much as he didn't want it was looking like the only exit.
3...2...1!
The gashing lycan teeth and persistent banter left Y/n with no choice but to jump into the caverns.
Immediately the walls are lined with wooden barricades that barely hold the lycan army back, the sounds of wood breaking behind him was enough to keep going as hard as he could.
He found himself in a small alcove, a light shimmering atop leading him towards it but the lycans with flaming arrows protest his escape.
The arrows were easy enough for him to evade but the hammer that blocked his path was another issue.
The Alpha with a single strong swing sends Y/n rolling across the ground. He looked up at the Alpha, the taste of blood was all to familiar now, the sound of approaching death was getting old...
{Thoughts} Fuck it... Im gonna write this story... With your blood
Y/n felt it. His blood churned but it felt good, he stood up and met the Alpha's eyes.
Y/n put his arms out and started pulling against the cuffs, slowly his strains of effort turned to inhuman growling. The metal groaned before a loud snap, to his surprised it worked, the cuffs hit the floor and a lycan gives Y/n a surprise when strikes him across the face with a hammer
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Nothing. Y/n looks at the lycan whose deformed feature couldn't hide all the confusion as the man grabbed the lycans wrist with abnormal power.
No human had been able to overpower a lycan before, Y/n pulled the hammer out of the beasts hand.
The room and Y/n watched as black veins grew darker throughout his skin running from fingers to his forearms. His eyes blood red, he flung the lycan into the cave wall.
The lycan howled as it fell through the dark chasm, this was the first time he'd seen the beasts unsure about attacking anything.
{Thoughts} They confiscated my guns but this...
This'll do...
The Alpha howled and the lycans followed encouraged by the leader, three charged at y/n.
The first lycan swung a claw at him but missed and received a hammer to the back of the head. Y/n sweeps the leg and with both hands caves in the creatures face.
The second swung a pickaxe, y/n blocked by parrying it with the hammer and punched the lycan in the gut. He bats the pickaxe away and with a back handed hammer swing the lycan's jaw flies across the room.
Number three didn't get a chance as the Alpha crushed it enraged by the sheer ease Y/n was showing.
The Alpha and Y/n charged each other, the Alpha's hammer came down but Y/n's passed and guides his hammer into the Alpha's head.
It connects and the Alpha shakes it off as if came off more like a back hand then a hammer. The Alpha tries to stomp on Y/n but he jumps between his legs and climbs on to his back.
The Alpha tries to grab him and starts shambling around the rock bridge giving his hammer a wild swing taking out an archer in the chaos.
Y/n gets up and brings the hammer down the Alpha's head, he howls in rage unable to block it or the second strike.
The Alpha jumps back slamming into the wall, y/n is threw off balance and the Alpha manages to grab him and spike into the earth. The hits keep coming as the Alpha bats him away with the large hammer.
alright... You win this battle...
The Alpha steps up with hammer raised to execute Y/n.
But the war has just begun~
The hammer comes down but Y/n tosses himself into the chasm, the howling can be heard echoing behind him as he slides down a dimly lit tunnel.
He comes out the end of the tunnel with a wet thud, standing up he clutches his chest as the blackened veins fading away.
Your still alive? Well color me impressed kiddo, hahaha well then let's get to the finale!
{Thoughts} I hate you.
Y/n was walking towards the exit when the giant spiked steam roller fell from the ceiling.
Shit!
The roller moves in quickly, Y/n jumps over the lycan who gave him his hammer as it slowly realizes where it fell but the roller was faster as it quickly minced the lycan into a bloody mash.
Y/n tucks himself into a pocket of tbe cave where the roller can reach, the large iron spike stops an inch from his face.
Whooaa nothing like good ol' all (nationality) ground beef!~
Y/n crawls out from under the roller and makes his way out through the tunnels.
So checklist...
When I find Heisenberg, kill him. When I find Miranda, get answers.
Figure out what the hell is going on with me and this... Affliction?
Y/n finds a door and beside it a lever, he pulls the lever and the doors open slowly to reveal the castle.
{Thoughts} Change of plans... Castle first~
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End of Ch.6
Quick Note: Lemon inbound~
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