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Title : When noone's looking

Summary: " The most important kind of freedom is to be what you really are. You trade in your reality for a role. You give up your ability to feel, and in exchange, put on a mask."- Jim Morrison. A mask... its what I wear everyday..the mask of a saint...a wolf in sheeps clothing...the devil hiding behind the disguise of an trust me, all of them completely unaware...My name is Carlisle Cullen but you may call me Caspien, for that is who I am..ofcouse when noone's looking. Multi Xover

Xovers: Characters from:Hellsings,Doctor who,Harry Potter and elements for Men In Black

Pairings: Bella/Edward,Rosalie/Emmett,Alice/Jasper,One-sided Esme/Carlisle,Carlisle/? (undecided most likely OC)

Rating: M for voilence,lemons,drug use etc etc

Onward with the story

We all have a social mask, right? We put it on, we go out, put our best foot forward, our best image. But behind that social mask is a personal truth, what we really, really believe about who we are and what we're capable of.

CPOV:

Tick-Tock...Tick-tock goes that damn clock ,oh how he hated his job. Having to heal his prey, having the nurses stare at him with hearts in their eyes,having to drink the disgusting animal blood every day,day in day out. He sometimes wonder why he does all these things,why he doesn't let a patient die then take the body and feed,why he doesn't take one of the despicable nurses and charm her,take her to a motel and just snap the bitch's neck. He had contemplating doing all these things many times in the past but he remembers its for the mask...for the sake of his image! It wouldn't look good for him to come home with red eyes hmmm red eyes oh how he missed his crimson eyes. He had given up so much for this mission but reminded himself it would be worth it in the end. He still remembers that faithful night all those years ago.

~Flashback~

A cold wind brushes his face,He relishes in the feeling siting on top of a skyscraper. It had been 600 years since he was changed though he was millennium old mentally he chuckles,travelling with The Doctor for so many years it's a surprise he was still sane. Not by his own will mind you,his sire Alucard simply wanted him experience more of the outside world..just in every timeline on all sorts of planets. He looks down at the life of the city, the beautiful lights,the wonderful smells,he sighs,Paris was truly beautiful. It seems he was a bit too entranced as he only just now notices his good friends approach.

"You seem to be enjoying yourself Caspien"drawled Draco"I would have thought Paris would bore you quiet easily"

"It's not so bad here Dray,"I said."perhaps it's just you missing England. Why not visit Fleur while your here."

Draco scowled at the use of "Dray" I held in a chuckle,this was his Draco alright, in all his Malfoy pride.

"Of course not, the woman is crazy and her husband is Weasley so she's probably pregnant with yet another child. I am not sure if you know but Crazy+Pregnant=Apocalypse" huffed the Malfoy.

"Just admit it Draco,you think of her as a sister and the Weasley's as family"

"Never! A Malfoy would never befriend a Weasley we have class"He sneered.

"Sure sure,"I rolled my eyes "now what was it that you needed?"I asked

"Oh me? I was just here to make sure you didn't stand at the edge of the building like a possessed man and blow our cover"He teased.

I had forgotten why they were here,It was their last mission together,

Goal : Assassinate Micheal Lamoter. Very simple really, just like all other assassinations He and Dray were the best at achieving the main priority.

Leave no evidence behind.

Get out as fast as possible.

"The target is approaching"He turns to me "Are you ready?" I was more than ready,he was already going through so many strategies.

"900 meters.." His body felt like it was on fire "800.."He swallowed trying to control himself "700.."Each second felt like eternity "600...500"He stares at the Eiffel Tower in the distance."400...300"He secretly wishes for Micheal to hurry the hell up."200.." He can now see the targets car,adrenaline in his veins."100.." He crouches along side Draco "50..25...10...NOW!"He shoots off the skyscraper like a bullet only far faster,Draco right on his heel.

He lands on the road, just in front of the car forcing them to stop. Draco sticks to the shadows. The plan was quiet simple, he is placed to look like he committed suicide,his left leg was placed in an odd angle and his neck looks broken. He hears the driver get out of the car,the target and bodyguards follow. When they are within reach he wastes no time jumping up and snapping the driver's neck,before heading for the bodyguards before they can react,taking them out with swift taps on the right pressure points."Avada Kedavra" He hears Draco say and turns just in time to see the target getting hit with the green light,his face frozen in shock and fear.

"A job well done as always,I'll banish the bodies"Draco mused.I simply nod when my phone goes off.

"Caspien" I say

"Caspien, mon fils are you both finished?"asked Nicoletta, she was veela of course, the little vixen he had laid her quite a few times yet she still called him her "son"."Yes, we're heading back now" "Good Fury has a mission for you...a long term one.". Long-term ..we rarely ever had long-term missions unless they were absolutely necessary,they usually last for a century or more depending on the mission. My old partner Carter (think Selena Gomez)was given a long-term mission,they couldn't communicate with each other or her cover would be blown, oh how he missed her. If Fury was going to give him a long-term mission then so be it. He could only hope it wouldn't be too bad.

To be continued~