Date: Fri, 20 Aug 2010 07:37:09 -0500 From: Paul Tolbert Subject: A Newfound World 15 Disclaimer: I don't own these characters. WWE does. Except Lincoln, which is mine and others *FLASHBACK* - 1 month ago "Another night I stand alive is another moment of realization that these big bads demons and vampires are anything but." Lincoln stood atop of a brick wall in the abandon Grey Gardens cemetery located In downtime LA. He was doing his nightly patrols of the city, hunting and killing anything with fangs or other nasty and protruding amenities. Tonight Lincoln hoped to have his first encounter with Tuvathu, the vampire who has been wrecking havoc all over Los Angeles these past couple of weeks. He and Victor have been trying their hardest to locate the vamp to bring his mayhem to an swift end. Lincoln balanced himself on the brick wall, carefully walking the thin line of bricks with ease. He began to play with the wooden stake he had in his back pocket, trying desperately to stay focused as he became increasingly bored with the situation at hand. He was waiting for a vampire to show up, as they usually do this time of night in abandoned cemeteries. He was sure a suitable kill will present itself soon. As he continued to walk on the brick wall he heard muffled sounds off in the distance. "Looks like we got a winner." He said as he jumped down from the wall and ran in the direction of the sounds. He had his stake at the ready as he turned the corner of a tomb and saw 4 figures off at a distance, 3 males and one female. One of the figures began running in the opposite direction of the other 3. "HELP! SOMEONE PLEASE!" A female cried as she unfortunately led herself into a corner wall of the cemetery. She got on her knees and clasped her hands together pleading for her life. "Please don't hurt me." Lincoln heard the woman say. She was crying with a passion, her voice cracking at the site of her potential assailants slowly moving in towards her. 2 of the men rushed her, grabbed her arms and lifted her up, causing the female to scream bloody murder. "NO! LET ME GO! PLEASE!" "You die for him! You die for Tuvathu!" One of the men growled. He took a blade from his pocket and placed it near the woman's neck. Lincoln knew he should step in and help the woman, but his attention was drawn to the 3rd man who stood yards away from the other 2, watching calmly at what was unfolding. "Tuvathu& " Lincoln muttered. He took a deep breath and walked out into the open. "So you're the vamp that's been giving my boyfriend trouble at his job huh?" he directed at the tall, dark haired man. All four figures turned their attention to Lincoln, who began walking closer with a more haste. A large, round man let go of the woman and went to confront Lincoln. "Looks like we got two sacrifices tonight master." He said looking back at the taller vampire. He stepped closer to Lincoln, revealing his vampiric face. His eyes glowed an eerie yellow and his fangs protruded outward from his mouth. The other male held on to the struggling woman, the blade still pinned against her neck. The other dark figure remained silent and motionless. "Sacrifice? Yeah I'm sure that's going to go well for you." Lincoln retorted. He got into a fighting stance as did the vampire who now was now a few feet away. The vampire snarled and launched himself at Lincoln. He grabbed the vampire's shoulders and used his momentum to toss him off to the side. Lincoln then focused his attention to the other vampire who held on to the woman. He ran over to them. The vampire growled and threw the female down on the ground, prepping himself for a fight. Lincoln did a roundhouse kick on the vamp, sending him smashing into a concrete wall. He then kicked him in the head before turning him around and punching him square in the face. "No one's getting sacrificed tonight bitch." Lincoln said as he blocked a punch from the vampire and stabbed him with his stake. The vampire instantly turned into a pile of dust. The woman screamed loudly at the sight of the vampire's remains that now blanketed the earth near them. "Go home, NOW!" Lincoln yelled at the woman. She complied. Lincoln watched the woman run out past the large iron gates. He sighed and turned his attention to Tuvathu, who continued to stand unruffled. "DIE SLAYER!" yelled the remaining vampire as he ran over to Lincoln. Lincoln ducked as the vampire swung at him. He then kicked the back of the vamp's leg, grabbed his shirt colar and threw him on the ground. The vampire now laid on his back, struggling to get up. Lincoln knelt down and quickly dusted the vampire, leaving a pile of dust on the freshly cut grass. Lincoln stood up and brushed himself off. He was caught off guard when he felt a fist collide with his face, causing him to fall on top of the dust pile. "Well done slayer." The dark-haired vampire who now made his way over to Lincoln said chuckling. "We meet at last." "Yeah I guess so Tuvathu..." Lincoln replied rubbing his cheek. "Well I guess there's no need to introduce myself then. I will however say i've been waiting a long time for this moment." Tuvathu snarled and began kicking Lincoln in the abdomen. After 5 kicks, Tuvathu kicked Lincoln so hard it sent him flying into the brick wall. Lincoln quickly recovered and took a fighting stance. He studied the vampire for a few seconds before moving forward. "You can't win this child." Tuvathu said coldly as he took a jab at the slayer. Lincoln ducked, grabbed Tuvathu's arm and back-handed the side of his head. Tuvathu regained his composure and grabbed Lincoln's neck, shoving him against the wall. Lincoln struggled to release the vampire's strong grip, choking as Tuvathu's grip got tighter. The vampire laughed at the sight of Lincoln gasping for air. "You're a weak, small little boy." Tuvathu released his grip, causing Lincoln to slide down to the ground, grasping at his bruised neck. Tuvathu paced back and forth as Lincoln struggled to stand up. "I am the ultimate evil, the purest form of death, the oldest incarnation of utter doom and suffering. I am..." "Alright I get it! You're evil. Can you go ahead and shut up now?" Lincoln got up from the ground and prepared to go another round with the unfazed vampire. He noticed Tuvathu was calm and alert, while he himself continued to feel the effects from being deprived of oxygen. Lincoln was becoming less confident in himself to win this fight. "What's the matter Slayer? You scared to face me again?" Lincoln stood silent for a moment. He began to think about his chances of defeating the experienced vampire. 'This isn't a battle I can win right now.' He thought to himself. He counted his losses and ran away from Tuvathu, passed the iron gates and headed home. The vampire looked on and chuckled slightly. "Soon..."