Battle of Yin and Yang

[The allure of darkness]

[Dracula and Reaper's fight]

The two were catapulted out of the portal. Reaper, immediately unhinging herself from Dracula's body, both of them falling in a mirrored position. In a flash second, the male pounced on Reaper, who hadn't any time to react. Dracula's right fist propelled at her right cheek with explosive power. Immediately after he went for her left cheek and her nose, three full blown punches. None which the female could react to. Dracula paused for a good second and a immediately a series of chuckles erupted from the back of her throat.

"Honestly BloodSucker, I thought you had more grace than this! Beating up an injured female, your wife would be so pr---" she didn't get to finish the sentence which was rudely interrupted by his elbow, connecting with her forehead. The female felt the blow resonate in the back of her skull. She got dizzy, lost sight of her reality and drifted off into a dark spiral comprised of unconsciousness while her busted lips, noes and face in general oozed blood. From under Dracula, Reaper however began shifting somehow and her physical self seemed to disappear. The male quickly leaped back, standing and watching this peculiar show from what he assumed to be a safe distance. Reaper's body rose up from the floor beneath her and her molecules dispersed, leaving her in what seemed like a gaseous state.

One at a time each particle started to display a luminescent property, a white light which increased rapidly in brightness. It forced Dracula into what was known as his dark form. He too transformed, breaking up into particles, minuscule blackened specs of molecular matter, the opposite of the light. The two collided.

Light vs Dark

The two quickly vanquished the glow of life into a deep and dark abyss; two souls entangled in a game of Yin and Yang without even knowing it. Reaper's soul was detached, Dracula's soul detached. They wrapped around each other in a seemingly seductive dance, yet both of them experienced an agonizing pain. They were drawn together like north and south pole, yet at the same time repel one another like the forsworn enemies that they were.

No ears had yet heard nor eyes had seen such a glorious and illuminating battle. The two spiraled around one another, leading in seemingly random directions. Yet each move was thought out and processed at light speed just so one could get a vantage point over the other. Sometimes they reverted back to their physical forms for a split second before they clashed again with their gaseous state. With each strike and each collision their forms intensified, becoming but concentrated beams of energy.

All this took a great toll on their bodies, their endurance was put to the ultimate test. For the most part they appeared to be an even match and as such they had to come up with different strategies. With one final head on collision they both went back to their humanoid form, their bodies ricochet away as bullets that had a head on collision. It was obvious they couldn't keep up the fight for much longer. It was amazing to witness how a single and intense emotion could drive an entity past their own limits.

Dracula was far more emotionally driven then Reaper had been, his anger was drawn from the loss of his wife and it had driven him to the brink of insanity which in turn had turned the fight into one between monsters. This neigh burnt up rage, was the source of all his power.