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Thread: A Holy Knight and a Witch... What could go wrong? (Vash x Yasashii)

When Nero entered Vigrid he saw that it was almost a carbon copy of Fortuna. As he walked through the streets he saw that everyone around here was just the same. There were the ones wearing the ornately designed, crazily colored, high class citizens strutting about like peacocks. The middle class average joes with plain, drab, clothes with some wear and tear on them. Then there was the lower class that was wearing the equivalent of rags, torn to shreds and caked in dirt and grime, it was tough to see. Nero could also tell that he was sticking out like a sore thumb with his blue overcoat and red shirt. He had already taken out Blue Rose and stored it in the holster he had, Yamato was also stored in his coat due to it's size and descrete appearance. Red Queen wasn't slung on his back because it would give him away and cause massive panic. A man wielding a huge sword walking around town? Yeah people were sure to stay calm after hearing that. For now it was stored in its usual black hard case with The Order's symbol emblazened on it, but that was now scratched out thanks to his new affiliation. He strolled through town trying to get his bearings when his eyes caught something. He turned his head to catch a good view of a woman, and not just any woman. She was clad in black leather, skin thight as skin could be it was almost like it practically was her skin, and walking around with a seductive sway in her hips. She had confident gaze behind a pair of stylish eye glasses. Her raven hair trailed behind her, long and flowing as she walked. How it was held up was interesting to say the least. It had various ribbons of red entangle in it and the top was shaped in a beehive hair do. She was damn beautiful and she stuck out like Nero. Seeing her reminded Nero of the description the old man gave him and it was close enough to the woman he was seeing right now to at least tail her. He allowed her to walk along until he could move without raising suspicion. When she turned a corner, he moved with speed and quiet. He waited for a moment before turning the corner as well, trying to play it off like it was mere serendipity that brought them into the same deserted square. He was able to get a better look at her and saw four pink pistols, that looked like Derringer models, strapped on both feet and at her side. It couldn't be coincidence that a woman, matching the old mans description, walking around flaunting guns was completely innocent. It was a possibility but he wasn't willing to miss the chance incase he was right. He stepped closer to her and smirked, So... whats a bombshell like you going around with pink guns? Looking to knock off a few cult followers on a little stroll?
Thread: A Holy Knight and a Witch... What could go wrong? (Vash x Yasashii)

Nero could only chuckle as she corrected him on his observations. Well, sorry that I got it wrong. The only red I'm used to seeing is not really a color people like to wear... well maybe some do but those are some twisted characters. He was glad to see that she didn't immediatley draw her weapons and start shooting like he was used to. His eyes narrowed slightly as she stepped towards him. His right hand instinctively twitching to reach for his gun. It was a learned behavior after all of his years of hunting he was accustomed to a shoot first, ask questions later, method of dealing with things. His eyes traced her up and down as she strutted around him with a sultry and sexy stride, the form fitting suit flexing and bending with her every step she took. She seemed to be doing the same to him. He could see her eyes scanning him up and down from behind those butterfly glasses. Nero hadn't been around women other than Lady and Trish for awhile, and calling them women was a stretch. She was different, she oozed sexuality rather than Lady and Trish oozing brutality. The difference was well received and he was hoping no-praying to whatever God was up there that she wasn't who he was looking for. It would be a crying shame if he had to obliterate a beautiful face such as hers. When she talked about the men from the cult he unzipped his over coat and moved his hand over Blue Rose and his other hand setting the sword case down on the ground, preparing for combat. Is that an admission of guilt? He assumed so and unbottented the strap holding the gun in its holster. He laughed hard at her question about preaching. Hahaha! Lady, I'm no preacher. I'm just here to do a job, but my employees didn't specify a time frame for it be completed so I have time to kill. He took the liberty to roll up the sleeve on his left arm to reveal more of his inflicted arm, the blue glow beginning to brighten as he revealed more of it. So, wil you at least tell me why you're bumping off these old guys?
Thread: A Holy Knight and a Witch... What could go wrong? (Vash x Yasashii)

Nero breathed deeply when she shifted her weight to one side in response to his own movements setting up for a fight. He thought she would have done the same by preparing a weapon or a witty remark before leaping out at him turning into some nasty form, the usual stuff. This was deffinetly turning out to be different than what he had planned on... but it was turning out to be so much better. He was still relaxed, mostly. Just his arms were tense wanting to reach for his weapons, but since she didn't make any moves yet, he wouldn't either. To be honest, I'd like to hear an answer. Then if you're up to it, we can have a little spat, I'll promise not to chip your nails or anything. Hearing her excuse about the cult members was interesting. Hmm, doesnt really seem justifiable since I'm pretty sure I don't know what they've done though the pay is good, but that one guy was really REALLY old. She stepped back and he stayed where he was. With that step she drew her other two guns and Nero knew that he was in the ring. She was still giving him a way out to tr and intimidate him to back down. Sorry, like I said. The money is good. It'll be a shame to have to mar a flawless face. Plus the not knowing part is making it a challenge and I need one right now.
Thread: A Holy Knight and a Witch... What could go wrong? (Vash x Yasashii)

Nero remained where he was. This fight certianly was getting off to a slow start. He wondered what was taking so long, it was agreed between them that they would fight. If he won, he would get her answer and then take her in to the old men for proof that he had caught her so he could get paid. If he lost? That was irrelevant as losing was not an option for Nero, it hasn't ever since he took up this line of work. Losing would mean that the possibility of death was brought into the mix. Bayonetta finally started to show signs of readiness as she slid into a position that had her guns aimed at him. He couldn't really call it an attack stance as it looked like she was ready to dance a tango or some form of dancing. She proposed a deal about telling him if he won and he placed Red Queen, tip down, on the ground and pulled the handle, revving the sword as the loud sound errupted from the blade. The Red Queen is a customized version of the blades used by the Order of the Sword and designed by Agnus belonging to Nero. It has an ornately etched base, and appears to be modeled after a German knife, but its most unique feature is that it has been specially customized with a motorcycle-like gear shift which, when pulled, sprays a flammable propellant across the blade and opponent, greatly increasing the power of its blows. This system, known as Exceed, can be revved up to three times, and can be released either in one incredibly powerful strike, or as three lesser, but still strong, blows. This system is also strong enough for Nero to be able to use it as a jet. This and several other modifications makes the Red Queen nearly impossible for anyone but Nero to wield. Fine, he said, Deal. She delayed further by relaxing again and making the guns disappear somewhere. He kept his sword out incase she decided for a surprise attack. She strutted her way towards him until they were very close, there the smell of rosemary eminated from her and filled his nostrils. What kind of perfume was she wearing? Regardless he kept his focus on her and watched her look him over one more time before she completely threw the idea of a fight out until she went and killed more people. His grip tightened on his sword. She really thought he would let her go thinking her good looks could keep him on her hook. You must think me as some kind of fool to let you walk away to kill more people. Your little catsuit and loose hips probably work on others, but I'm here to do a job. He slung the sword around until it was resting on his shoulder and his eyes narrowed. So either get busy running, or hold still while I do what I'm being paid to.
Thread: A Holy Knight and a Witch... What could go wrong? (Vash x Yasashii)

a she decided to further spurn him by giving him the tsk tsk tsk look and turning to walk away. A runner huh? And here I thought you would be a fighter, he mutters as he prepared his strike by reving the blade two more times to reach full Exceed, no point in dragging this whole thing out. He was confident that he could get it done quick but in reality he was nervous since he had no other plan besides this. If it failed, he would be caught off guard and unprepared. The witch spoke one more time before turning to blitz him. He quickly shrugged the blade off of his shoulder and released the Exceed, igniting the blade in a firey slash aimed at her torso. He did not meet his target, she jumped over him. The sword came full circle and the momentum carried him with it causing him to spin in a circle that turned him around. With that turn around he was able to catch a glimpse of her blowing him a kiss before she ran off in a full sprint which Nero thought was very strange for a woman in high heels. He shook his head a little and held it in his hand to try and stop the world from spinning. When his senses came to he leaned forward and took off after her at a full sprint. Surely she couldn't keep up that pace in heels. Apparently she could as it took him awhile to catch up to her, or at least he assumed so as it was hard to make her form out in the towering shadows of Vigrids skyline camouflaged her well, the only discernible part of her were the trailing scarlet ribbons. If only these demonic powers would have granted him greater speed than he already had! He was able to get with in a leap of her and he took the opportunity to jump and rev his sword again which had him hurling towards the sight of the ribbons. The form suddenly sped up and he missed again, furiating him further. He snapped his head up to see what exactly he was chasing and it was very confusing. When did he start chasing a panther? He deduced that this must be her true form and he had gotten her to step out of her comfort zone as a demon. This gave him hope to catching her and he picked himself up again to give chase. Nero saw her turn a sharp corner and he knew if he wanted to make the turn he would have to slow down. Not wanting to do so he focused his energy into his demonic arm and thrusted towards the corner. When he did a larger, spectral, version sprang out and gripped the corner and he was able to slits it himself around what would have been a difficult turn. He released the arm and it flung him forward and in front of her. As soon as his feet touched the ground he brought his sword above his head and brought it crashing down to get her to turn sharp and wipeout trying to do so.
Thread: A Holy Knight and a Witch... What could go wrong? (Vash x Yasashii)

As Nero crashed down with his strike he saw Red Queen pass through a portal and out another. Then when he came down with his strike she produced her own Katana to counter his strike. He was starting to become greatly annoyed with her abilities and the fact that he was running out of surprises to spring on her. If he didn't end this quickly he could wind up dead just because she found it amusing. The blades finally met with a loud clang and the two butted heads as they pushed back and forth on each other to gain an advantage. He couldn't believe that Yamato didn't break her blade. This sword was supposed to cut through anything, it separated the demon world from the human world for christ sakes! How was she able to do this! Reagardless, Nero gripped his sword with two hands to keep it steady while he looked her in the eyes to only see an amused face. It was infuriating to see that she was having no diffculty with this at all. He used that fury to fuel his strength to push back against hers, the loud screeching of steel against steel ringing in his ears. The question if this was his best sent him over the edge. His conscious retreated back and Nero could hear the deep voice booming in his head. Finally! he said, A worthy opponent to test your true power! Nero could almost imagine the cold stare of his cold blue eyes with his swept back silver hair that only Vergil could do. Now, do you still want power? Nero hesitated, Yes but... Vergil snapped at him, But nothing! Power must be taken with firm affirmation, not tentative answers. Now unleash your full potenial or be destroyed. With that Vergil left and Nero brought himself back to the fight. He couldn't fall back on his Devil Trigger now, he had to win this on his own. He pushed back with all of his might and rage, his arm glowing a bright blue to match his outburst of emotion. You ain't seen nothing yet Witch! He broke off from their draw and lept back. When his feet were firm on the ground he croutched and dashed forward again with his blade flashing with his speed. He reached her and proceeded to unleash quick and powerful strikes, Yamato only being silver flashes as he whipped the blade around to strike at her.
Thread: A Holy Knight and a Witch... What could go wrong? (Vash x Yasashii)

Nero had finally gained an upper hand, his speed catching her off guard. She may have been able to guard his attacks, but that was all she could do. Bayonetta was not able to counter his attacks and was therefore only able to stay on guard while he pounded away at it. With each clash of the blade he could feel the guard growing weaker. After a strike on her guard he pulled the blade back and gripped it in two hands again and held them cocked at his side. He swung with his shoulders and brought the blade back and over his shoulder, ready to cleave her in two. When the blade reached its apex he swung with a downward motion and flicked his wrists to for a quick addition of speed with his strike and prepared for what was to come next. Nero was not new to killing people and the audible sounds with it, this would be no different. He steeled himself to hear the sounds of death. Only there were none. No sound of steel breaking. No sound of skin tearing or bones crunching. No sound of a woman's scream as life left her body. There was only the sound of steel hitting the pavement. The ring of the blade was loud and could be heard bouncing around the walls of the alley. He looked to inky see the yellow-brown color of the stone that made uo the uumdings and roads. No woman in black leather, just an enpty alley. She escaped and he was left to listen to the sound of failure. As the ringing faded he felt the presence of someone next to him. That would be followed by the silky voice of hers purring in his ear. He had missed... again. He reacted quickly and flicked the blade around to the side to catch her off guard, but she dodged that as we and pranced back to a safe distance. She taunted him more with her guns and be wanted to reach for his to enter into another gun duel, but her taunt hit him. He was holding back. He pondered the thought for a moment before deciding to silence her silver tongue. Fine, he calmly said, You want the show stopper? Alright, but don't say that I didn't warn you. He dipped his head down and took his hand to slick his hair back a nod to the man who people believe is Nero's father, but it didn't stay that way and fell down to its original style. He smirked before asking her with a dark tone, Can you hear it, the cry of a soul? He looked up to her, his eyes glowing a deep crimson, What is your soul crying for? That was the first thing that Vergil ever said to him and he found it fitting since these were the powers he gave to him. His demonic arm grew an even brighter blue and he could feel the power coursing through his veins. He shouted and a spectral demon appeared above him with a matching Katana in hand. He pointed his katana at her and the spectral demon did the same, Begone!! He shouted, his voice was deep and sounded like a legion shouting the same thing.
Thread: A Holy Knight and a Witch... What could go wrong? (Vash x Yasashii)

Yes! The voice bellowed, the many voices consolidating into one. Even so, the voice was still not Neros. The power, the voice continued on, This, is true power!! Another impact wave bursted forth and Nero finally felt comfortable in his boots. The power now unlocked had him focused on the task at hand. His now glowing red eyes narrowed as the witch taunted him further. Her mouth knew no ends it was almost as if the only words that came out of her mouth were taunts or flirts. While Nero when normal might have tolerated it the demon blood now released had him more than irritable. He raised his Katana again and roared, Are you just going to talk or will you actually do something?! By this time he would already be tearing a demon apart limb from limb so this talking had him anxious to get it over with. Her answer came in the form of an archaic language as she danced around for a moment before her cat sut started to dissappear, leaving the pale and milky flesh visible for Nero to see. This only made him angrier and his anger fueled his Devil Trigger as he looked away from her. He was already fighting back the anger from Kyrie leaving him and now a woman wanted to prance around naked in front of him while they fight. He finally broke the seal of his anger and now the glow of his arm turned from a bright blue to a dark gold. The appearance of the dragon did not shake him. He had seen worse from his day as a devil hunter for The Order. He spit on the ground at the sight of it. Sure, the teeth were caked in blood and its breath was most foul, but he still showed no fear of the mighty beast. He no longer feared death or what people think of his arm, the adrenaline and the blood of demons made sure to keep that sealed away until he returned to normal. He rolled his neck to the side and heard it crack. He gripped his katana in two hands and dashed forward at blinding speed. When he neared the roaring dragon he lept into the air and sliced at it with his blade, only a breath of calm left him. No shouts of anger or frustration, no grunt of pain, only a deep inhale followed by a calm exhale.
Thread: A Holy Knight and a Witch... What could go wrong? (Vash x Yasashii)

Neros slash at the beast was met with the all too familiar feeling of razor sharo steel meeting flesh. He had caught the beast with its mouth open therfore missing the superior part of the skull and slicing through its lower jaw instead. As the blade cleanly cut through bone and muscle there was a large amount of blood splattered across Neros clothing. He wasn't expecting the beast to bleed since it was just a summon from the witches hair, how that worked was still a mystery to him, so he expected to be cutting through thick strands of hair and not actual organic material. When the sword cut all the way through Nero quickly dashed back expecting the dragon to not stand idle while its enemy sliced it to bits. He was right, the dragon reared its head back and thrashed around, hitting the walls to its side causing rubble to come crashing down to their little arena. The wreckage came down close to Nero and he wsa forced to take evassive action, leaping and dodging out of the way of boulders. After the beast recovered from its wound it came right after Nero, its massiv jaws open and heading upward toward the spectre above him. As its jaws began to close around the spectre Nero quickly moved his hands to guard his own face knowing the spectre would do the same. Yamato was up with his guard and so was the Katna in the spectres hand so as the beast clamped down with its mighty force the tip of the Katana dug its way into the beasts skull. Nero thought it quite stupid for the raging dragon not to account for it. It immediatley let the spectre go and disappeared back into the hiar that it was, assuming the form of the witch's catsuit. Nero took the pause to wipe the dragons lood from his face and before he knew it he was hit by a hail of gunfire. He looked to see that the witch was in the air and rainging down a storm of lead on him. He took the first few shots but fter that the spectre acted on its own and brought down its arms as a kind of shield to protect Nero. After each shot a small hole began to appear where the bullet entered. They were small and didn't cause the spectre to fade, no that wasnt until she started firing a variety of balistic weaponry. There were bazookas, shotguns, and other types of firearms that came one shot after another. The spectre was blown away and Nero's Devil Trigger faded with it. He was left to dodge her fire on his own and he succesfully did so, but it caused him to become fatgiued and he resorted to hiding in the smoke that was left from the rubble and from her guns. When he felt he was hidden form her he summoned what strength he had left and swung his arm out, a spectral version much larger shot out and reached for her. He attempted to close the hand around her and yank her to him wile he shouted, Get over here!
Thread: A Holy Knight and a Witch... What could go wrong? (Vash x Yasashii)

The barrage of bullets and explosives didn't kill him, no his reaction speed and reflexes were far to good for that, but the shrapnel and rubble from the impact of said shots did give him various cuts and bruises that were beginning to heal. Though, due to fatigue from using his Devil Trigger the ability was not as quick as it was last time, the healing had slowed to a crawl and so the cuts and brusises remained for the time being and Nero felt every single one of them. The stinging and throbbing were at the forefront of his mind as he was able to get the witch over to him, but that focus on the pain kept his eyes dull and so she was able to slip through his defenses and kept her arms free of the spectral hands grip. He was ignorant to her question as he was able to feel normal again with the cuts all sending the same feeling through his nerovus system, pain. His joints were beginning to sore and he felt the burn in his muscles from the taxing battle that was still raging. He had forgotten what it was like to feel this way. Ever since his abilities were awakened he rarely felt pain since his demon blood would quickly heal the pain and kept Nero as healthy as could be, but that was when Nero was at ull strength. With this, the fight of his life, Nero's energy was almost all used up and he began to feel everything. He didnt realize she was about to attack until he heard the firsts shots from her pistols. He dropped the spectral hand and rolled ot the side attempting to dodge the bullets, but her rapid firing style had bullets flying everywhere and some grazed him while others dug into his shoulder and left arm. The instant pain caused Nero's left hand to faulter and he dropped Yamato. He quickly popped up, summoning his last reserves of strength and throwing out another spectral hand, this time in the shape of a fist, that was aimed at her. He reffered to this attack as his buster. Whether it connected or not was something that he wouldn't know. After he sent the hand out he dropped to one knee and began to pant from exhaustion.