She is a death dealer……or to be more exact she was a death dealer . Since a cranial massage by a 454 Casull round wasn't very good for your health .
Down Selene went , her corpse hitting the floor with a dull thud . Their was a quick snort from Selene's killer as if he expected something to happen to her body .
After a few minutes (and a few more rounds, just to make sure she was dead) he continued forwards through their 'coven' .
These creatures made him want to laugh and puke at the same time . It was like some sort of bad novel these ….things (for lack of a better word) believed themselves to be vampires and lived in a little mansion hiding form the humans and sunlight .Even the freaks were better then them (but only by a small degree) .
The red clad figure was seemingly unstoppable exterminating any and all 'vampires' that got in his way's with ease . Even the ones equipped with weapons died , their faces twisted in horror at what a real vampire could do .
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Viktor growled as he spat out a mouthful of blood whatever this …this ..thing was it was no werewolf . It did things which no living creature could or should be able do .
"So vampire are you ready to die" chuckled the killer his large red hat and glasses fading away as the control art restriction system released his powers . This scum was going to pay for calling himself a master vampire , there was only one true master vampire In the room and this slime was looking at him .
"W-h-hat is your n-name" spoke Viktor his earlier injuries finally kicking in the internal bleeding was getting the better of him .
"My name is Alucard a specialist in cleaning up trash like you" spoke Alucard , mere seconds later his shoulder sprouted a large red eyed hellhound which shot forward ravening fangs biting into the fallen Viktor
His screams reverberated around the small room but just as quickly as they started they ended , the only evidence of him being there lying by Alucard's boot .
Later on Alucard would admit that it was a good sword , weighted perfectly , silver edged but still futile . After all what was a sword against one who could command the very dogs of hell itself.
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See , now this is what happens when your best friend doesn't shut up about underworld for three days straight. So I whipped this fic up to prove what a real vampire is hehe.