A Christmas story in another world far, far away. The confrontation between Santa and Rudolph the reindeer is like a war. Again and again with the blows No matter how it ends, it's ultimately for Rudolph. That was a decision he had made for himself.

S A N T A

By; NightyNox

In another world, far away from the world in which we live.

A man named Rudolph is in a situation that can only be called a crisis.

'Wrong plan...completely wrong...'

The tan-skinned young man was clearly annoyed as he locked eyes with the seven-year-old girl who had walked down from the second floor of the house. Her two little hands tightly held one sock.

"K... thie..."

The intruder, Rudolph, frantically rushed to cover the little boy's mouth.

"It's not! Not a thief! I...uh...that's right. It's Mr. Santa!!"

Rudolph is not Santa Claus, though. But secretly using the person's name made the eyes filled with fear sparkle with excitement. And when your lips are free from the hands of a stranger The girl carefully surveyed the opposite person's appearance.

His long red hair fell to the nape of his neck and was slightly disheveled. Youthful, eloquent face A faint scar sat on the bridge of his prominent nose. His brown eyes matched the color of his long coat.

The girl's paranoid expression began to return.

"I don't see anything like Mr. Santa..."

"I'm really Santa Claus...don't believe me. You see the gift bag over there, right?” The young man smiled sheepishly as he nodded towards the large bag that was tightly tied to the opening. The child's big, innocent eyes shone once again.

"Wow, it's really Santa!!"

"Hahaha, well... Santa Claus himself has to change his clothes, lose weight, shave his beard, and get Botox injections to slow down aging. It's really boring to keep it like in a fairy tale.” The tanned man smiled teasingly as he made up a fresh story to fool children. In her heart, she felt relieved that this little girl had accepted his lie for good.

“Alright, now...go to bed, little girl. If you don't go upstairs I really don't give gifts."

"Wow! P is gone!! Santa, you must give me a present!!” The girl hurriedly ran back up to the second floor after being threatened with a gift. Rudolph chuckled softly before picking up the sock the other man had dropped and hanging it up silently. He walked over and looked through the bags of gifts. Take a large teddy bear and place it next to a pair of colorful socks.

Bark-brown eyes flickered around the house. Looking at the fireplace, rocking chair, sofa, living room table, Christmas tree, before finally stopping at the wall clock.

"It's time."

Rudolf muttered as the short and long hands of the watch stopped at twelve. Even the second hand stopped moving.

It's like the world stopped turning. Everything was still. and quiet as if by magic

Even though the whole world had stopped time But Rudolph still managed to move. The young man took a deep breath and reached into his brown coat. Silently, he pulled out his trusty black pistol.

Phlaeng!

"Is that that way?"

The sound of shattering glass broke the silence. Rudolph, familiar with the greeting, pulled the gun's slide. Point the gun at the window and pull the trigger without hesitation.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Four bullets rang out in a row, but none of them hit the intruder's body. But Rudolph was not alarmed by the mistake. On the contrary, his nimble movements dodged every bullet. It was already in the young man's guess. Four bullets were lost. Considered instead of his normal greeting

"Mr. Nick..."

Rudolph said, eyeing the visitor's body carefully. The visitor was older and taller than Rudolph. The external appearance is slightly more stout. His long silver hair flows down to the middle of his back. Slender, smoky gray eyes The edge of his red coat, as dark as blood, fluttered in the wind.

"I haven't seen you in a long time, Rudolph. How are you? I'm glad you still guessed where I was going to show up first.” The man named Nick said in a gentle and friendly tone. A beautiful smile appeared on her slender, beautiful face.

"You haven't quit yet? Such a smile..." Rudolph muttered softly. He never liked Nick's smile, it was beautiful. But it is full of danger and cruelty that cannot be predicted.

"You still act as stubborn as ever."

"That's a compliment..."

“Huh, that's it...”

While the conversation was going on Behind Nick, another shadow appeared. A large man, nearly two meters tall, bowed his head respectfully to the owner of the silver hair. Before that, raw eyes flickered to Rudolph who was standing on the opposite side.

"Hey, naughty boy." The voice was as hoarse as ever. Golden eyes filled with malice. His black hair was messy because of the wind. Wear a dark gray coat paired with polished boots.

"Hello, Uncle Blixem."

“I told you before, Blitzen. Not Blixem Please call me correctly, kid."

"Well, people are used to this. I don't know why I'm bothering to change my name..." Even though both of their voices sounded casual, But Rudolph still refused to lower his gun. Like the whip in Blitzen's hand, he's ready to attack the younger side at any moment.

“Donner actually wanted to come as well. But I'm afraid he'll be soft on my son again. And all it can do is create a scar. But I can't kill her."

When the name of Donner's father is spoken by enemy Nick, The scar on Rudolph's nose suddenly ached. The red-haired boy frowned in disapproval.

"I refuse to be killed by anyone. Otherwise, humans will be harmed by you..."

Rudolph glanced at the second floor of the house that was still intact. The members of the house all fell into a deep sleep because of the power of the magic.

SA N T A 

with

S A T A N 

If you try alternating the letters, you will immediately understand all the dangers.

Santa is Satan The eight reindeer sleds are loyal demons. As for the ninth reindeer, Rudolph...

rebel

That's the status of the tanned man right now.

In the past, holy nights have often provided miraculous moments, stopping time and putting humans to sleep. Create an opportunity for generous saints to comfortably travel and give gifts to children around the world.

But that saint... I don't know how it happened. He suddenly became Satan. Turning a holy night into a terrible night Brutally kill people It's fun to see people's lives as disposable toys.

Of course...this rebel didn't approve of such an action.

Rudolph's one hand clenched into a fist. while the other was still focused on pointing the gun at Nick. Out of the corner of his eye, the young man glanced at Blitzen, who was still holding the whip in his hand.

Every year Rudolph has to deal with Nick and one more henchman. Two people fighting each other is a recurring theme. Last time Nick brought his father to play in the human world. This time it was Blitzen's turn. If he survives this time, next Christmas could face Dasher. Another minion of Nick as well.

Protect people from Satan in the form of a saint. That's Rudolph's Christmas routine.

Rudolph didn't wait. Let go of all the various feelings of worry that are stored in your head. Ching launched the attack first with a gun. Nick shrugged as he swayed to dodge the bullets. before taking a slight step back. Just like every time He allows his subordinates to exercise. Blitzen jumped out, his whip waving. Nick watched the battle rage with delight.

When compared Fighting between subordinates and traitors is undoubtedly more fun than killing humans unless the fight is too boring. Nick will start looking for victims. In the end, Rudolph has to leave his subordinates to deal with his boss.

The sound of a whip cracked through the air. Rudolph jumped and narrowly avoided the attack. The .45 pistol in hand sprays bullets at the enemy without stopping. Blitzen sweeps Rudolph with a leg kick from the guest table. Taking advantage of the gap, the tan-skinned young man ducked away from the table, grabbed a pocket knife, and prepared to sever the other's neck from behind. It was fortunate that Rudolph was able to defend in time. The young rebel ducked. That knife had to cut through the air, unfortunately.

Rudolph deftly somersaulted to escape. The young man decided not to continue the attack because he ran out of bullets. It is necessary to create an opportunity to insert bullets first. In the meantime, you can attack with magic instead. But the young demon's magic power was limited. Rudolph decided to save it for use in case of emergency because he still needed to use magic to repair broken things.

The young devil had the advantage of physical toughness. But the whip Blitzen uses is no ordinary whip. It was specially made from some part of a demonic beast that Rudolph didn't know. Therefore, the attack power was very high. It's not really something that's suitable for touching.

The red-haired boy hesitated slightly. The old strategy should be used. Jump and dodge. Is it a good idea to delay it until the world returns to normal? This strategy is risky in that he has to retreat to fight Nick, who has begun to go on a rampage out of boredom. Rudolph doesn't like dealing with Nick. If given a choice between these two demons The young rebel would rather be hit hard by Blitzen's whip.

Rudolph grabbed a nearby rocking chair and threw it at him to create an opportunity to shuffle the magazines. He secretly glanced at Nick who was standing in the distance out of the corner of his eye. If you want to protect every human being in this area It looked like he might have had to do something drastic.

"That's pathetic," Blitzen said, sounding annoyed. Not knowing that danger was about to come upon them soon.

“If you want to say something, just say it.” Rudolph jumped and rushed towards the other party without tact. The sudden force of the impact threw them both far from the house and residential area. Even though he was about to spit out blood during his ejaculation, Rudolph hugged Blitzen's burly body tightly.

And while Blitzen was taken aback by Rudolph's unexpected move, The red-haired young man unlatched the grenade that was hidden in his coat pocket.

promising!

The explosion sounded loudly. But both Rudolph and Blitzen are still alive. Even though he was covered in blood, more than half of his clothes, which were durable because they were made from special materials, were torn and damaged. Rudolph grabs his trusty still working gun and shoots his enemies at close range. At the same time, Blitzen's silver knife, which was drenched in freezing magic, stabbed through his body.

"Can't you think of anything, you stupid kid?"

"Uncle....too good."

Rudolph's voice began to crack with pain. The flow of the breath is completely turbulent. Both the pistol and the ammunition are specially made items as well. Ordinary weapons had no way to fight against demons. But even so Silver bullets coated with faint fire magic from a weapon smith would not be able to compete with a weapon that received magic directly from the weapon's owner.

However, even if it was the one who was more seriously injured, it was not necessary to give up. A tan-skinned young man pulled away. Painfully pulling myself away from the knife's edge. Blitzen's current condition is still better than him. But it's not difficult at all. It was hit by both the force of the explosion and the gunfire at close range until it looked dull. Nick shrugged and smiled at the fight.

Finally saw some blood. That's what made him feel so good he had to hum.

The battle continues. Relentless, Rudolph pulled the trigger again. while also jumping to avoid Blitzen's whip Both of them took turns attacking and taking turns defending. Movement slowed due to injury The sound of a trigger being fired mixed with the sound of a whip being cracked and the sound of magic being used.

"It's so boring." The weakening movement and intensity of the battle was starting to tire Nick. The owner of the silver hair gracefully covered his yawn. before starting to snap his fingers loudly

The second floor ceiling collapsed at Satan's command. Rudolph grabbed his leather boots that had fallen on the floor and slammed Blitzen in the face before rushing outside to catch the bodies of humans falling from the second floor one by one. After placing the girl's body next to the two parents, Rudolph was flanked in the middle.

In the foreground was Nick who was smiling beautifully. And behind him was Blitzen, chasing after him angrily.

"...Don't do anything to them," Rudolph said in a serious tone. At the same time, he grabbed a blanket that had fallen nearby and wrapped it around them to protect them from the cold outside temperature. Nick sighed tiredly. Silver hair swaying in the cold winter wind.

“I can't take it. Haven't you learned how to ask like this? It is both useless and pitiful.”

The tips of Nick's nails glowed faintly silver. Satan gracefully flicked his fingertips. Pain shot through my body. Rudolph collapsed on the ground. Screaming out in agony But what made the young man's eyes widen was the bright red blood that was gushing out from the heart position on the three humans' chests. It was like being stabbed with an invisible sharp object. The dark liquid soaked the blanket, soaking it.

“Stop it!!” The red-haired young man swooped towards the three humans, but he was too late and had already taken his last breath.

“Isn't this how Christmas ends every year? Are you still not used to endings like this, Rudolph?”

Nick moved his fingers again. Playing mischievously with lifeless corpses The body of the girl who had been sliced ​​open with an invisible knife was reflected in her wide, bark-colored eyes. A fishy smell pervaded the entire area.

Followed by the parents' bodies suddenly exploding. Pieces of organs and flesh were scattered everywhere. Dying Rudolph's body a bright red.

"It goes well with your hair color."

Satan said smiling. The red-haired young man's unforgettable memories flooded into his mind. He could never forget, every incident was no different at all. Rudolph was defeated. Couldn't protect anyone. Maybe.. the reason why he hasn't died yet is because Satan and his minions were so busy killing humans that they forgot about the demons that were about to die like him.

Or was it because his father couldn't kill him? In short, it is I survived because of luck.

Otherwise...deliberately leave him alone. To continue to endure seeing harrowing images, every year, until all hope is lost... and return to live with them permanently. Calling it a way to change the behavior of a stubborn child would not be very wrong.

However, Rudolph had no way of knowing his true purpose. Since no one had spoken, one could only speculate in agony.

Laughter of joy could be heard from far away. There were no human screams. They died without realizing it at the hands of Satan and the devil. The young man remained motionless, covered in blood and pieces of flesh. No strength to stand up Everything that was coming at him was too heavy.

Both images from the past that still haunt The present is very bad. and the fate of the future is dark and hopeless

Rudolph felt as if Everything about him was slowly collapsing. Warm tears flowed down his cheeks without any signs of stopping.

Because there is hope So it must be painful.

Want to escape...

Fight these feelings every time. To face it again in the future Rudolph knew that he was not smart, he was not talented, he was not skilled, he was only good at trying and hoping. Because of that, he chose to stand up and fight again.

This time...? Will abandon all hope Or will you continue to bear it?

If you leave it, you will be relieved. But if I carry it on must face the same pain again in the future

A long time has passed. Eyes the color of tree bark dimmed. Amidst the stinking smell of blood Rudolph finally made up his mind.

"Get over your stubbornness, little one," Blitzen muttered under his breath. At the same time Nick took off his dark red coat. Gently draped it over Rudolph's calm shoulders.

"Welcome home, Rudolph."

End.