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“I was taken prisoner. I manage to send Roy and Justin to give all my regards to my wife. Duke send for my hands to be incinerated but keeping my body intact. I was placed in a cell and held there for months until one day, a man came. I really don’t know how to described it other then he made me into a vampire with the touch of his--”

“His hand! Dioguardi!” shouted Khosaru clinching his fist.

None but Joaquin notice that they where nearly at Penumbra continent; an incalculable high black dome cover the entire area, much of the likes of royal cathedral.

“Who is this Dioguardi?” asked Jambyn once again confuse.

“When I was member of the Church I referred to him as Pope Dio the XXIII, but I personally came to find out he was no Pope, he wasn’t even human or vampires…something completely different altogether.”

“Who ever this thing is it a force to recon with. Don’t worry about it too much, we are here.” said Joaquin staring at the black dome and walked into right into it.

For single moment it felt as if invisible forces were pushing from all angles and then he was in the other side. Iron gray clouds cover the sky as if a storm was approaching, but no thunder could he heard. It was not pitch black as the outside made it to be instead all was cover in a dense shadow that give a melancholic aspect to the city. Loud horrific noise echo through the stone buildings. Neither vampire or humans were visible.

“What the Hell is going on?!” shouted Yili looking at the capital.

“Sie steuern!” said voice not faraway from them.

Joaquin notice that the city resembled a 14century Asolo; there were countless large brick houses with red roof tiles, all of them adorning a small hill making for one the most beautiful sight any of them had every seen or hope to see.

“Where in The City of a Hundred Horizons. Where in freaking Italy? But what was that giant desert we cross?” he was confuse much of the likes of Jambyn was most of the time.

“Hauptmann?!” shouted the voice again and the sounds increased.

Yili turned around in time to see a bloody mob of rampaging zombies following after the screaming man. Either the undead monstrosities were slow or he was extremely fast, for he had left them behind in seconds.

“Die Weise hinausgehen und laufen.” shouted the young man. He wore a green beret that hide most of his black hair. His Maya blue eyes had metallic silver luster.

“Bist du die tauben oder gerade dummen Leute? Wenn ein Jagdkommando läuft, solltest du auch laufen!” he shouted while waving his hands like mad and running stray at them.

Sense none of them could understand what he said, they instead looked at his clothes; he wore velvet black sleeves jacket under a periwinkle dress shirt with black satin black pants. Making look like mafia member that were at least Joaquin thoughts.

“Warum nicht gehst du? Wird er verwundet? Dieses nimmt kleiner dann eine zweitens” once again they didn’t understood what he said, but Jagdkommando, as Yili believe that was his name. Jagdkommando grasped Joaquin’s face. Yili saw that Jagdkommando wore silk gloves in both of his hands, were the right hand was white his left was red with the words “Cosa Nostra” inscribed in gold letters.

“MY EYES!” shouted Joaquin.

Jagdkommando was grasping his entire face with both of his hands.

“That is quite enough.” said Joaquin and Jagdkommando immediately removed his hands from his face all them were puzzle until Joaquin took his bandages off.

“What we waiting for let shred them to pieces!” Joaquin ripped the bandages off his face. His newly regenerated amber eyes glowing in the darkness of the Penumbras continent. He ran for the zombies when amazing speed, most of them fall after him as puppet under the handwork of there master. H threw a punch at one the zombies and ripped his head clean.

“Take them all out!” he shouted unsheathing his sword and running to the zombies cutting them with amazing speed.

“Dieses ist eine wundervolle Nacht, zum zu sterben ist in ihm Logos?” said Jagdkommando as more zombies approach him.

Yili and Khosaru had long enter the battle while Jambyn finally saw his error in rescuing that “fiend” in the desert.

“I being damn twice is this Hell hole life…haven’t I God?” he said walked off from the battlefield.

He turned around Joaquin was splitting the zombies like wet tissue and slicing off there limbs and heads with tremendous accuracy and speed nearly inhuman…no it was! He was more then a human more then a vampire he was dark twisted fiend and do to Jambyn thirst for revenged this monster was back to it feet.

“God please forgive me! I didn’t intent for this to happen I just wanted to free my land and show my honor to my father…why? Why was I born was weak fragile human and not a powerful mutant or vampire lord?!” and as Jambyn cried his eyes out he heard footsteps.

“My child you could be much more then that.” said a sweet voice like devils melody.

Jambyn rubbed his eyes clean. “Who are you?”

“I? My followers call me Dioguardi the XXIII but you can call me Dio.”

“Dio….?” said Jambyn while getting up.