Chapter 1: A Mysterious Return
Alucard woke up at his usual time in the Asylum. Alucard was wearing a ragged shirt and jeans with his usual combat boots. "Patient David Johnson, 17 years old, that's correct?" The Orderly had asked him. "Yeah, and my name is no longer David. It's Alucard, idiot." Alucard replied snarkily. The orderly groaned. "Listen, I came on some good news. So, I'd hold back on the insults." He replied.
Alucard smirked. "Of course, sir." Alucard replied. "As of late, you've practically been on your "best" behavior" The Orderly said. "Good to know, so, am I going to eventually leave this dump?" Alucard asked curious. The Orderly shrugged. "That, depends on my higher level orderlies." Alucard laid back down on his bed.
The Orderly grabbed the walkie talkie attached to his right breast. "Yeah, this is Peterson. So, he is being released today. Alright, thanks a ton." Alucard took notice of the orderly again. "Good news kid, I guess you're being released today." The orderly said. Alucard got up from the bed again. "You're serious?" He asked.
The orderly nodded. "Where'd you guys put my belongings?" Alucard asked. "We put it in the security room." The orderly replied. "Thanks… Peterson." Alucard said smiling smugly. Peterson groaned again and then showed Alucard to the security room.
Alucard looked for his black bag with graffiti sketches on it and an Anarchy symbol patch. "So, Peterson, are you going to watch me change?" Alucard asked snarkily. Peterson left the room and closed the door leaving Alucard alone.
Alucard shrugged carelessly and left the room, unchanged. Alucard walked out the main doors and walked out of the door leading into the outside of the asylum. "So, here comes my good friend Ezekiel Callahan. What on earth are you doing here?" Alucard asked.
Ezekiel shrugged. "I guess, I'm here to see you." He replied. Alucard nodded and then stuck his hands out. "What? No curiosity as to how I got out?" Alucard asked. "I honestly just didn't give a shit. I figured you'd get out of here somehow." Ezekiel replied.
Alucard let out a small chuckle. "So, why don't you show me to where I can "buy" some new clothing?" Alucard said. "By buy, you mean, steal?" Ezekiel asked. "Hey dude, is there any other way?" Alucard asked. "How about not being a deadbeat." Ezekiel replied. "Piss off." Alucard said sarcastically. Alucard and Ezekiel walked over to New Coventry, and, more importantly, The Final Cut.
Ezekiel waited by the entrance showing his "respect" to each greaser walking by. Alucard looked and saw an older man working at the register. "Hey dude, help you find something?" The man asked. "No, but, haven't I seen you somewhere before?" Alucard asked. "I don't know, I DJ'd a prom at Bullworth. But, other than that. Nah." The man said. "…Wait, Rick, Alex's cousin." Alucard replied.
"Yeah, that's my cousin. He's an attendee of Bullworth." Rick said. "So, I've heard." Alucard replied. Rick walked outside for a smoke break. Alucard went over to the shelf of clothing and stole a black tee shirt and ripped jeans. Alucard walked out of the store with Ezekiel.
Author's Note: Welcome back to the story! Sorry, if this one came short. I just wanted to give an intro chapter letting the viewers know what happened with Alucard before Mike did. Yes, Points of View will be switched in the next chapter. I just wanted to write in third person to give the viewers their dramatic irony.