DRAGON LORD
Order 1
London, England
Draken Michael Storm was riding on his bike hoping to get to his place before the nightfall for a storm was brewing.
He was halfway to his place when he was hit with a violent flashback:
Flashback
It was two month after he was knighted Sir Draken Michael Storm was finding himself in a deadly civil war that should never had happened. Angered he called the inner beast that usually lay dormant inside of him.
He transformed in to that deadly breast, a serpent dragon. It was over 30 feet long and weighed over 7 ton of muscle that no man would dare cross his path. He eyes that once was golden were now opaque and shaped like a cat's. He took to the air and breathed his fire that killed all but the generals.
When he landed he turned back to his human form and the two generals soon realized that both armies were dead and they were alone with a very dangerous and angry man. They looked at him and said "Sir Draken." They knew that they were in serious trouble. This man hated war unless it was to free slaves or to keep freedom and that was not what this war was about. It was about two kingdoms fighting over who was better and refused to compromise.
"You are fools," his voice was calm and that was scary like the calm before a storm. When the deadly black dragon that was destroying several villages that lived nearby, "This is what you should be fighting," he said to the generals. He turned to the dragon and said, "Do what you wish with these two and return to the den. Stop destroying villages or you will be the one who will be running from me."
End Flashback
Draken shook the fog from his head and swerved to miss an oncoming semi truck as the rain began to come down, "SHIT!" he shouted not at all to happy. Why in the hell did he decide to stay out this long? He had no rain coat with him. He saw his place was not far as he turned into his long lane that lead to his cottage.
It started to thunder outside as he entered his house and sensed something deadlier than anything he has ever faced in his life. He didn't show fear even though the creature thought he should be as he came face to face with a pair of crimson eyes.
He threw fire out of his mouth causing the creature to scream in bloody horror as it ran out of the house into the rain. Trying to get away from the fire but with no luck he was doomed when he entered the house.
After the creature left Draken put up a magical barriers that would not let anything evil in his house again. He then went to take a long hot shower and enjoy what was left of the night alone. Hoping and dreaming of when he found his one true mate to make him complete.
Even thought he only looked to be in his early twenties he lost count of his real age he was timeless with everything he has seen and things he has done and the people he killed during his bloodlust state that happed in his late teens. He thought he would never get over it till he meet a man that he thought was scarier than him.
His name was Dracula who he thought dead. It was funny though because he read the book by Bram Stoker and he thought the man was far from accurate. The real Dracula was far scarier, but he was scarier than him.
If not for this crazy vampire he would never have learned to control his power and stop his killing spree. He learned quickly and was finally able to call himself what he was born to be and was his birth right that his brother tried to take from him.
A Dragon Lord
The next day he needed to go to the store so he got in car a '75 Nova SS that was black with a red racing strip, but on the way to the story something old to the war museum and see what was so amazing about the battle. He thought it was useless.
War Museum
Once he entered he looked around and found a very good looking picture of a man that could steal any woman's heart. Himself. He has always thought himself a ladies' man. He kept walking as something was pulling him to the café. As he entered the café he saw a lovely platinum blond yelling at a man in a priest outfit, "Look you crazy bastard. If you can't keep your vampires in your country we wouldn't need to have this meeting."
The woman that was dressed like a man stole his breath away. As the argument continued she got pissed and called somebody he thought dead, "ALUCARD!" He knew she felt threatened or very pissed off. He went with pissed when he saw a man dressed in a red coat come up from the floor behind her.
"You screamed, my Master," it couldn't be his old friend that he thought was killed by Abraham Van Helsing it was just not possible.
"Tell him how many vampires you and Police Girl have killed last night that and how they were from Rome."
"Twenty -five and not counting the ghouls. Twenty were from Rome."
"I'll talk to the Cardinal and see what I can do," the man then got up and left not wanting to be around the vampire.
When the priest left Draken couldn't help but clap his hands in amusement, "That my friend was worthy of king," he said making Integra and the vampire look at him.
Alucard shocked to see this so called man and embarrassed to be a slave to human. He then stood in front of his master to make sure no harm came to her. That is when a small petit strawberry blond walked up to them and said, "Master, why is Sir Integra hiding?"
"You know this man Alucard?"
"His name is Sir Draken Michael Storm. Deadlier than Anderson. I knew him after I became a vampire."
"Is that a way to treat an old friend," Draken walked up to the woman in men clothing pushing Alucard away in the process and took her gloved and removed the glove and kissed it, "You are by far the loveliest woman I have ever seen in my long life and that is a very long time."
Blushing from shock she looked away and ask, "Are you sick?"
"I don't need a doctor I need a police officer because you stole my heart," Alucard then turned back around and bared his teeth to protect his master.
"You stay away from my master." Alucard snarled.
"Master? When did the monster have a master? I thought you answered to nobody but yourself, and don't forget the last we went against each other. You lost three limbs with one blow and one was below your waist your wives were very upset till it grew back."
The strawberry blond started to snicker trying hard not to laugh and her master suspense when Draken looked at her she looked shocked when she saw his golden eyes, "Who is this lovely young vampiress."
"That is my fledgling Seras Victoria, or Police Girl."
"Why Police Girl?"
"I...I was a police o-officer before I...I... was a vampire," she was shaken by the attention she didn't care for.
Draken turned back to Integra, "You are my lady."
"Sir Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing," her last name brought back a memory of a man that had no fear and nearly killed him as he tried so hard to save a creature that he loved and he failed. If they were any left they stayed in hiding in their human forms that help make for them through magic that he was able to cast on them and only call for the dragon if needed.
"Hellsing, how is that spelled?"
"H-E-L-L-S-I-N-G. I would love to see you again soon. Say tomorrow at noon at London Park."
"I'll be there," he kissed her hand one more time and went to the store to get what he needed. While Alucard tried to warn Integra what she was getting into.
Integra didn't listen and told Alucard to shut the hell up.