Madripoor By The Sea
By Oscuro 10 Comments
There are those who stand on the precipice between the shadow world and our own, fighting back against the hordes of darkness. For one such man, the hunt is never-ending. He is a vampire hunter. An Avenger. The Legendary Daywalker. Or better known as....
The radiant blue sky shines above the island of Madripoor. Located in Southeast Asia, the port nation is home to the capital city also named Madripoor. The city itself is divided into two disparate economic districts. Hightown, a place of exorbitant wealth and advanced technology and Lowtown, an area marked by extreme poverty and lawlessness. A man emerges from an alleyway, his trench coat flowing and immaculate, a resolute expression on his face.
Blade has picked up the trail of some vampire dignitaries in Lowtown and has enlisted the services of fellow hunters Duvall and Lennox. The three men confer via radio to discuss their imminent plan of attack.
Duvall: Saw some men wheel in a few long metal crates. The guests of honor I'm sure. And the windows are blacked out.
Lennox: Looks like they've recruited some of the locals to use as extra security. Some of em can't be older than 16.
Blade: Pick pockets and stick up kids most likely, just trying to make a few bucks. I'll take care of them.
Duvall: Best not to attract too much unnecessary attention or extra bodies.
Blade: Lennox, are you in position?
Lennox: First person that moves is getting one in the head.
Blade: On my mark....3...2...
Before Blade can signal the assault on the vampire gathering, a woman screams gets his attention.
Woman: (in Cantonese) Help!!! It took my baby!!!
Blade curses to himself as he sprints towards the location of the screaming.
Blade: Lennox, Duvall. Hold your positions, a child was kidnapped nearby.
Lennox: F^%k. Do you want some help?
Blade: No. I'll handle it. We can't have the suckheads get away.
Lennox: Right.
Blade manages to find the woman in hysterics, her words incomprehensible. All she can manage is to point off into the distance. The labyrinthine maze of dead ends and alleyways force him to leap atop the roofs of the dilapidated structures. He pauses briefly, allowing his heightened auditory sense take in the filter through the sounds in the vicinity. The child's heartbeat is like a cacophony of terror, pounding intensely, as Blade's vampiric senses direct his gaze to a bulky figure heading towards the shoreline. With a snarl, he's closes the gap in flash and places himself between the figure and the water.
Now able to get a better look at the kidnapper, he sees the retched creature. A hybrid of man and shark, the beast's damp, pallid, grey skin gives it an eerie appearance. He bares his razor sharp teeth in an act of intimidation which has no effect on the battle hardened dhamphir. Blade glances the small child sobbing uncontrollably under the villainous fiend's arm.
Blade: Put the kid down.
Tiger Shark: The child's place is amongst the peoples of the deep. Stand aside bef-
brrrrratatat!!!
Several bullets hit Tiger Shark square in the chest, but cause no harm or even discomfort. He lets out a low growl as he places the child on the ground. It's then that Blade gets a good look at the youth. His eyes are abnormally large like those of a fish, his face smooth and hairless even upon his browline. The boy's eyes fix upon his would be savior momentarily, tears streaming his cheeks. He seems to come to his senses and darts off in the direction of his home. The villain opts not to give chase.
Tiger Shark: He'll come to understand his true calling. In the meantime, I'll make sure your death is as agonizing as possible.
Blade offers no reply as he unsheathes his sword. Tiger Shark kicks up a large amount of sand into his face, hoping to obscure his vision. Fortunately for Blade, his sunglasses shield his eyes from the sand, allowing him to side step the aquatic brute's bull rush. Like lightning, the swordsman's weapon finds its mark, leaving a gash in Tiger Shark's back.
Tiger Shark: Argh!! You son of a bitch. I'll bite off y-URK!!
Tiger Shark gurgles and chokes, grasping at the stake driven into the gills on the side of his face. He coughs violently as he rips it out, copious amounts of blood staining the sand at his feet. His beady eyes glaze over as his baser instincts kick in, drool dripping from his mouth onto his chest.
Tiger Shark: Bast..bastard. You're dead.
paff!!!
Blade continues to be a man of few words, his only response to the death threat is a tennis ball sized sphere he flings at his opponent. It strikes with pinpoint accuracy, hitting Tiger Shark squarely in the nose. The impact causes him to lurch back, as a cloud of sunglow colored dust coats him from head to toe. The smell of garlic fills the air as he coughs uncontrollably, the substance his making eyes and throat burn. He curses the swordsman as he gasps, trying with all his might to get his breath back. The vampire hunter takes advantage of this opening by making a quick exit.
Utilizing his incredible olfactory sense, the hero picks up the scents of both the woman and her child. He manages to track them down in a matter moments, the woman still barely able to get a word out, as they both sob in the corner of their shanty.
Blade: (In Cantonese) We have to hide you somewhere. Please come with me and I'll keep you and your boy safe. What's your name Miss?
Woman: Hua
Blade: Okay Hua listen carefully. I took care of the problem, for now. There's a good chance he could come after your son again, so we need to put some distance between you. Do you understand?
Hua: Yes. Yes.
Blade: Good. Follow me and stay close.
Blade: Lennox, Duvall, do you read me?
Lennox: Blade, what's up?
Duvall: What happened?
Blade: Abort the mission. I just stepped into some deep shit. I need to get this woman and her son out of Madripoor.
Duvall: Damn. I'm kinda still in the mood to shoot someone.
Blade: You might regret saying that.
Lennox: You said they need a ride off the island right? I know a ship that can provide pass-
Blade: No ships. They can't travel by water. That a$&#*le would sink it in under a minute.
Lennox: Who?
Blade: Didn't ask.
Duvall: Oh well. I'm heading your way now.
Lennox: So we have a new mission then.
Blade: He'll be plenty pissed after that stake and garlic he just got. Wait...wait....I just remembered there's a S.H.I.E.L.D. safehouse here in Lowtown.
Duvall: How do you know that?
Blade: I might've peeked at a S.H.I.E.L.D. file or two without permission over the years. If we can reach it, maybe I can stall him out long enough for help to arrive.
Duvall: We Blade. WE are gonna stall him.
Blade: Most of our weapons won't even phase him. So we need to move fast. I'll try and trace Fury's scent.
Blade double clicks a button on his kevlar vest, which beeps and glows a soft blue before fading. Elsewhere, inside a suite in one of Hightown's more luxurious hotels, Boy Thing is watching My Hero Academia. He turns to the glowing blue light on the bed beside him.
Boy Thing: Mrrp?
To be continued in Part 2
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