A/N Hope you guys like it; I'm having a go at Alucard and the fight between him and Luke Valentine. Sorry if it's too long; to be fair Homer's Illiad and Odyssey, all of which are ridiculously long, are poems.
The Lone Darkness
By JadenXJesse lover
A lone man stood
Upon the hellish wreckage
Upon the mass of death
Upon the merciless massacre
A reaper of the night
A lonesome agent of darkness
Blurring the lines of death and life
For all 'obstacles' in his path
Eyes of hellish red
Burnt forever in the minds of all
Who ever saw this monster
This creature of death and blood
He laughed, now, as he saw
A lone Valentine, unarmed
Yet stubborn and arrogant
Like all scum who dare pose as the dead
An arrogant poser of the darkness
Powered with nothing more than humanly guns
Bullet after bullet
Slicing the air
Puncturing endless holes
Into the hauntingly smiling Alucard
Blood splattering
Draining and flowing onto the cobbled floor
The arrogant man stood in glorious pride
Staring at the punctured reaper
Amazed at his ease
To kill one as great as Alucard
A patronising smile of teeth and flesh
As his body slowly faded like mist
His white-gloved-hands dropped
Along with his flattened head
His bloodied and shadowed soul
Now roamed as roots
Covering all
Into an abyssal black
A multitude of harrowing, cruel eyes
Blossoming into red in the forever black
Staring, glaring at the quivering scum
Running away in haste
The cruel voice of Un-Mercy
The evil envoy of death
Sneaking into his weakling mind
Tainting all logical thought
He saw those gruesome eyes
Bleeding in the flattened head
Turning as they followed him
And snared him
The recently-shed blood steamed
To form a pronounced shadow
The vampire stood in his asylum costume
Dog like beasts exploding out of his shoulders
They chased the haunted Valentine
Begging for mercy
From this heartless monster
Smiling, smirking, laughing
White gloves appeared from
The drooling mouth of the dog-like shadows
A gun in each
Each shooting a leg off
The quivering coward stood in horror
As the demonic, deranged psychopath
Walked slowly towards him
Head angled and partially disconnected
"Summon your demons!
Transform yourself!
Regenerate your legs!
Stand up!
Pick up your gun and attack me!
Do something!
The night is still so young
And the real fun is yet to start."
Order after order
Yell after yell
Disappointment quivered in plea
For he was the lowest of the low
Scum of the scum
And so the lone darkness continued
Ripping, tearing, slicing
Shooting, killing, drinking
As Death with his red smoking jacket
A/N So yeah, hope you guys liked it. I know this is different from my normal stories but well I'm willing to try new things. If you think it was crap, however, then just say so and I promise I won't make anymore poems.