I am...
It's so dark!
Save me!
No escape. Why can't I leave?
Please, just let me go. It has been so long.
The bird of Hermes...
I want to see my family again.
Why is it so cold?
Pain, so much pain.
You will pay for this!
Here standeth the bird of Hermes...
Alucard! Don't close your eyes!
Suffering. All this suffering.
Will we ever leave?
Eating my own wings...
Heed my voice!
Quiet! Quiet!
I see so much darkness. Where is the light?
To keep...
Alucard! I'm giving you an order.
Will we ever get out?
I just want to die.
Is this hell?
Myself...
Don't leave me!
Tame...
Alucard, how does it feel, to be everywhere and nowhere?
What?
Get me out. Get me out!
Can we leave?
Why did you devour us!?
Nooo!
What did you say?
Free us!
I just want to be with my children!
Mommy! Daddy!
You took the lives of so many. And yet, now those lives take yours.
Is this true? Then, what am I?
Lost.
End it now!
Let us go from here!
This pain! Please end it!
Too many thoughts. Too many lives. They are consuming me.
Let us go.
Darkness is about us.
Let me kill someone!
Murder them! Kill them!
No...My mind and life are my own. I will not let this happen.
I could help you, Alucard. But then, could you trust yourself to still end up where you wish to, or would it be somewhere I wanted?
Save us!
Can I go. I haven't done anything to deserve this.
It hurts me so much.
I will end it on my own terms. I will end each life myself.
But that would go against the Major's plan. No, I have a much better idea. You won't be able to go back. Goodbye, Alucard.
What are you talking about? What do you mean!?
Let us go.
It never stops.
For both God and church, let me free!
Kill me.
So is this it? My master. My servant. May we meet again in that same sun that I have seen so many times...
Darkness was what consumed me, my flesh, my blood, my humanity. It pervaded my essence and nurtured my blood. The irony of being trapped within myself does not go lost upon me. The Nazis had it planned out to the smallest detail. From discovering their continued existence after me and the traitor had been thought to have killed them, to the battle between the traitor and I. All of it had been meticulously planned so that I would end up at this exact moment. Trapped and held back by the countless souls filled within myself. Escape is my complete goal. I have killed off so many of the souls trapped within me, and yet, there are still hundreds, thousands, hundred thousands locked within myself. I can hear them all. I have put millions out of their misery.
This truly is what monsters like I must bear. Monsters will suffer even after their defeats unlike humans. It will be so long before I am finally free.
There are only a few hundred left after this daunting task. I can feel escape enter just within my grip. Each of the many countless souls within myself has been put to rest. Now, there are only the souls of whatever remaining papist or vampire that have been hiding within me for so long. I will be free soon. The only issue with all of this is the Schrodinger within myself. He mocks me during all of this. It will serve him right when I am finally free of this place.
Only three souls left. Mine, the Schrodinger, and the papist Maxwell. Even now he begs me to not end his miserable existence. And still, I will ignore his squeals. He's a pig who deserves nothing but slaughter. He is something less than a man, something less than human. He doesn't even deserve to be stomped by my boot. That is why I will end him and finally be free of the confines of my own soul. Maxwell begs me to let him live but I just laugh, he couldn't even try and show some dignity in his final moments. After finally ending the swine, it left just me and the Schrodinger.
"This is it, boy. I will be able to leave now." I told him with satisfaction. With this, I could finally return to my master. It was strange how I wasn't under any contract like I used to be. I assume that it was most likely due to my displacement from reality. When I was finally able to reconvene with my master, then I would finally be brought back under her control. And I would also be able to see how my servant was doing. It made me quite proud when she had finally become a fully fledged vampire after that battle.
"Yes you will, Alucard. But the real question is, will you be where you wish?" The boy replied to me which was fairly annoying. Sadly, I was unable to end his miserable life as he kept coming back. I had tried numerous times and yet each time, he would pop right back with a grin on his face. Much to my happiness, the confines of my soul began to disappear around me. The Schrodinger smiled and waved at me before he too, faded away. It disappeared until finally I was left standing in darkness. This confused me as I looked around. My form was not yet corporeal, and yet, I could see ahead of me a great beast. It resembled something like that of a great whale and yet it was only due to my perception of it at the moment. I could tell that the being was something that was beyond reasoning, beyond possible human comprehension. Yet, why was I brought here? This image faded away before I found myself in an alley.
Was that the best that the Schrodinger could do? As I walked out of the alley, I found myself in a place much different than England. Luckily with the Schrodinger's abilities, I could be both everywhere and nowhere. I used this ability to my delight to appear in Hellsing Manor. When I appeared there, the smile that was once on my face had disappeared. Where there once should have stood a mansion, now there was nothing but an empty field. How could that be? I couldn't have been gone for that long. A few decades at most?! No, this can't be.
I looked at my hands which formed before me and at the gloves that I always wore in ever single form of mine. The mark of the Cromwell invocation was gone. My binding contract had no form upon my body. This meant that I was no longer home. No, I was in a parody of my home. My fingers squeezed into a fist at this point as I tried to control my anger. The vampiric shit inside me was laughing at this point. This was his plan the whole time, whether I escaped from the confines of myself or not, I would never be able to go home. I would be trapped in another world! As these thoughts pervaded my mind, one thought in particular nagged at me, the hunger for blood. It was now that I realized how famished I was. I hadn't eaten for a long time. Sadly I could already imagine what my master would tell me and that was how if I was hungry, then I needed to eat from a criminal or a blood bank. With that, I felt myself leave for London where I arrived on the streets.
It surprised me when I saw that the London I had entered was just like the London left in the wake of the Millennium attack. There were destroyed buildings, old corpses, flipped cars, and the always familiar smell of death. At this point I donned my normal form and the familiar red coat of mine fanned around me in the wind. My hat and glasses appeared next before I checked my coat pocket for my gun Casull. It was still there thankfully. I would've hated to have lost it like I lost my Jackal. Then I began walking through the torn up streets. There seemed to be no one alive in the area. That did slightly disappoint me as I was both hungry and curious. If I could just find one person, I could drain their blood and find out what had happened to London.
My walk through the damaged city took me to around London and yet I hadn't found anything to indicate life in this city. All it showed were old corpses and ruined buildings. That was until a man flying through the sky fell before me. I couldn't understand why he would wear such a ridiculous outfit. It was composed of a white cape with a high mantle that obscured his vision from the sides. Then under it was a gray suit that contoured to his body which was finished off with a gray helmet. If this man was trying to be intimidating in any sense of the word, then he would need to work on his looks for one. It was completely silent until the man spoke first. I wished to hear what he had to say.
"Who are you and how did you enter the quarantine zone?" The man demanded of me. I just smiled at him which I assume unnerved him. "Who the hell are you?!" He demanded once more.
"What happened to London?" I asked simply. The man just gave me this look before he held his fist at me. The once gray suit gained a few glowing lines around the area of his fist.
"You need to come with me. Now!" He ordered in that annoying voice of his. If he was going to resort to violence, then I would rebound upon him the same action in tenfold. I stood completely still as his fist lit up even more before a bright shot discharged from it and hit me square in the chest. Now would be a time to retaliate as I felt electric shocks go through my body. In response to this, I pulled out my Casull and aimed it at the man's legs before firing. My shots caused the man to lose his footing and fall onto his face. He quickly stood up and I noticed that his legs were mostly uninjured. The suit that he was wearing on the other hand had a large tear in it. Now that was quite intriguing. Guess I could spare some time in having fun with this man if he could take my bullets like so. And it seemed like he was a human through and through. Maybe he would pose as an challenge to me.
The man raised one fist at me and fired another burst of his electrically charged fist at me. When it hit me this time, There was a massive burn where my clothes were. I looked back up at him with barely any change in my expression as the area healed up and looked as if nothing happened. "You're a cape!" He shouted before he began to try and fly away. He began to lift off while two bright lights lit up from where his feet were. I didn't want him to do that so I took aim and fired at the hole in his suit which had exposed flesh. This shot drew blood as well as tore his shin off which caused the man to crash into the ground. He screamed in pain as this happened while I just walked towards his fallen form.
"Now tell me, what happened to London? Or do you want to play at trying to fight me some more?" I asked the man. He shook his head as I stood over him. "Good. Now talk." I ordered.
"T-the Simurgh attacked. We quarantined the city and locked the remaining citizens up." He responded with pain etched into his voice. This confused me as to why a whole city would be locked up if someone attacked it. Was this biological or something more insidious?
"Why were they locked up?"
"Where have you been living, man, Simurgh makes bad things happen if you let people walk around who have encountered her." This was certainly new. Was it some type of Freak, or was it another class of supernatural being.
"What is the Simurgh?"
"An Endbringer. Why did you have to shoot my leg off?" He asked as he held his destroyed limb that was being held together by the suit that he was wearing.
"You attacked me. Now, one more question, you called me a cape. What does that mean?" I asked. It did make me quite curious as to why he called me this. Did the public now know of the supernatural? The man seemed ready to speak when a helicopter hovered into view over my head with a spotlight on both of us. I looked up at who dared to interrupt my interrogation.
"Put the weapon down and raise your hands up!" A person on a loudspeaker shouted. I ignored his order and looked back down at the man at my feet.
"Continue with what you were about to say, or did you want another bullet in your leg?"
"Capes are those with special abilities that can range from anywhere. There are people who can fly or those who have super strength." He quickly replied which was about as much as I needed. I began to walk away from the fallen man and transported myself back to the field that should have been Hellsing manor. With this new information in mind, I thought of where to go next. I think I would try Ireland. If I couldn't find anything interesting there then I would head to either Italy, New York, or Russia. If there were people in this world with powers as the man had spoken of, then there was certainly someone who could get me back to my master.
With another second, I ended up in the city of Dublin. My hunger had grown over this time and I walked out of the alley from which I ended up in. The streets looked quite bright at this time of night due to the myriad of street lamps. That was not what I was after though, I walked about the area in search of someone whose blood I could liberate from them. My job was made quite easy when I passed by another alley and found a man slumped over clearly dying. I walked over to him and kneeled before him. He didn't even say anything as I drank his blood dry. No one would miss him, and he was already dying, me hastening his demise wouldn't raise any flags. With my hunger satiated, I walked out of the alley and down the street where I noticed people walking about. Some gave me glances which was mostly due to my appearance. I ignored them in favor of collecting my thoughts.
Drinking dry that dying man gave me much insight on the state of this world. The words earlier that once confused me now made complete sense. This world was one of death and despair due to the advent of people with superhuman powers. Technically I would be counted among that number if I was human. Still, now that I knew all of this, I also knew that there were a mass of heroes located in cities that I could use to make my way back home. There was one city in particular that had a giant amount of these 'capes' who I could use. It was known as Brockton Bay.
It would be quite a trip as I had not ventured to North America in a while. My master had little reason to send me there as there were rarely any targets to take down in that country. Now though, I would leave for this city and possibly find my way home. And maybe if I'm lucky, I can find someone who could provide me with a little entertainment. After all that time in killing the souls within myself, I found it to be quite dull and grueling work. Fighting and killing someone who could actually give me a challenge was something that I dearly expected from this world with empowered humans.
This world is not ready for me...
Arriving in this city was quick and easy. The sun was still out which tired me slightly but I would survive. Nothing could really kill me these days especially with the Schrodinger within me. Sadly the memories that the dying man contained did not have any other useful information on other cities with which held a strong amount of 'capes' which I could've gone to instead. Apparently he had been dying of alzheimers so his memory was nearly useless in some regards. He did have some useful knowledge which aided me in learning about 'capes' and Endbringers. The last dying man's memory fell onto the city called Brockton Bay due to him living there when he was younger. I personally find it quite amusing that the human race decided to name multiple powerful beings as Endbringers. Then again, humans always love to give titles to those who bring about mass death. They just can't help it.
The area of the city I arrived in smelled of shit and fish. I looked around and saw that I had arrived at some docks filled with empty containers and the human detritus of society from those who had lost either home, job, or themselves. I partook in finding someone to eat as while the man in Ireland partially satiated me, I was still starving. Even unconnected as I was from my master, I would still abide by what she would've wanted in the loosest sense of the word. With that, my next stop was to look around for anyone of these so called 'super-villains' that I could drink dry and gain their knowledge of this city. Usually the 'capes' of this world wore costumes in an effort to conceal their identities which I viewed as something to be mocked. I understood that it was due to humans who were weaker than other 'capes' to hide their identities, but those that were strong? Why?
I decided to take a rest until night as I hated having to go out into the day at the best of times. I found an abandoned warehouse that I entered which contained nothing living within. I then jumped up to the rafters and walked over to one of the walls that the rafter was connected to before leaning my back onto it and resting. Sadly I was unable to gain a decent rest as my coffin which contained the earth that I died on was still in Hellsing Manor. I would have to be prepared for many nights of terrible rest before I could finally sleep within the confines of my coffin. Eventually I let my eyes close and I fell into a sense of both resting and awakening. It was when the beams of moonlight fell upon my form did I finally stood up from my perch and jumped down to the ground where I proceeded to walk out of the warehouse.
As I traversed around this broken slum of abandoned warehouses, I managed to catch something that while not of great interest, was still a mite better than what I was doing now. A person in a black skintight outfit was doing their best to sneak down the street. The outfit they had on was bug-like with armored plates on it along with a set of mandibles. The eyes were yellow lenses while the person's hair flew out the back. I assumed that the person in question was female. She wasn't what was interesting to me, no, it was the myriad of insects flying about her, coming towards her under what I assumed was her control before they flew off to the tops of the building.
It made me happy to see this 'cape' as they were either a villain who I could devour freely, or they were a hero who could lead me to a villain that I could devour. With the entertainment that this mortal could provide me, I decided to follow her in an effort to see where she would go to. I quickly broke apart my body into a mass of bats which took off to the sky where I gained a birds eye view of the surroundings. Below me the human tried their best to sneak about the area. It was two minutes later after flying high in the air when I noticed that she stopped. She quickly looked up in the sky at where I was but eventually looked down to the ground as ahead of her were a group of humans together in front of one of the buildings in these docks. These men, more like children, stepped aside for a man in a metal mask. His chest was bear except for multiple tattoos of dragons depicted upon it. He began to speak and as he did so, the girl beneath me began to back away from the area she was in and she instead began looking around until she found a fire escape.
As silently as she could, she began climbing it. This began to excite me as I wished to see what this girl could do with her familiars. Would she take this position as a way to hide while she sent her familiar insects to attack the men below? I only hoped so. Sadly, I would probably interrupt her before she went in for the kill as I was so hungry. I noticed how the girl became quite still as she listened in on the men below. There was a hint of fear that she showed in her posture which I interpreted as her being especially new to this dark corner of the world. The men below spoke of killing children which hardly interested me. At least I knew my targets now, but I wished to see what this so called 'cape' would do. Would she lie back in fear, or would she attack in retaliation. It was always so entertaining to watch a human succumb to their baser natures, even if they were quite perfect to me. That baser nature was what I always loved to hear in my master's voice whenever she commanded me to kill in her name.
The girl did not disappoint at all.
She set upon the men below her familiars in a great black swarm which I took as my turn to enter the fray and cause some real damage. I reassembled myself into my form before falling to the black cloud of insects. The girl noticed my action and in her surprise at my entrance, she pulled some of her insects back in hesitation. Did she assume that I was on her side? I didn't know, but I couldn't be bothered with caring. My prey awaited before me and if my heart could still work, then it would be beating furiously.
The man in the mask began to spout large gouts of flame from his hands which incinerated the insects in the area which killed much of the swarm surrounding them. It was when the black cloud of insects had begun to fade did the men notice me and in turn equip any weapon that they had into their hands. Some aimed guns at me while other pulled out pipes or blades. The masked man walked forward past his men with a anger on his face. There were quite a few insect bites upon his person that were healing. At least this man would be able to entertain me for a while with that healing factor of his. Maybe not like Anderson, but still.
"You sent those insects at us, didn't you!?" He snarled at me. I didn't bother to deign him with a response to that and instead I smiled. Some of his men were slightly disturbed by my presence. They would be the most fun to terrify.
"It's a beautiful night, isn't it?" I asked. The man's anger boiled over before he pointed at me.
"Shoot this, prick." He commanded. His men complied and immediately open fired upon my body. I felt the bullets tear through my form along with blood, tissue, muscle, and bone get blasted off. The smiled was still on my face when they eventually stopped firing. I playfully dropped to my knees which made the men in the area laugh at defeating another enemy. I quickly dashed their hopes when I stood up once more and let my body reform perfectly. Then I continued walking forward while the men in the area redoubled their efforts of firing on me. I let them continue to hit me until eventually the clicks of their guns alerted the group that their guns were empty. My body once again reformed.
"Is that all you can do?" I asked the men. The masked leader walked forward and held up both of his hands at me before launching gouts of flame at me. I took it with a laugh as eventually the flames receded which revealed my burned form. One of the men vomited at seeing me walking towards them with my muscles and sinew still marching towards them. I quickly reformed and stopped five feet away from the group. I grew tired of playing with them so I pulled out Casull from my coat and fired upon each man except for the leader. My bullets hit each man in the head which caused their skulls to blow apart. The masked man looked about the carnage before looking back at me.
"Who sent you? The E-88's, or was it someone else that wants me dead?" The man asked. As he said this, small scales began growing upon his form. "While I can admit that you're good, you are not good enough to take me on." I cocked my head at this. Leave it to a human to not notice a threat larger than them. Soon enough he would learn...after I had my fun and drained him dry. I quickly responded faster than his eye could see and shot a bullet into both of his kneecaps which caused them to nearly tear apart from the ligament. In all actuality, they were only held together by a few slabs of muscle and those hardened scales which while they may have been damaged, they still held together. The man fell to the ground with a groan of pain as his healing factor went to work on repairing the damage.
"These rounds are custom-made explosive .454 Casull rounds, with the steel bullets bearing a core made from the melted silver Christian cross from the Manchester Cathedral. They are quite good at tearing apart flesh but against good regenerators, they still have much to be desired. Now come, show me what you are made of! Stand up! Heal! Fight me and give me everything that you have!" I shouted at him. I wanted him to truly show me what a 'cape' could really do. As I said this, I noticed that a few children peak out from the doorway of the building that this masked man stood in front of. I ignored them as they were of no concern and they rightly stood out of my battle with this man.
Eventually the masked man stood up with a growl while a greater amount of hardened scales grew upon his body. I clapped at this. "More, more! Give me everything!" I shouted before aiming my gun at his head. He charged me in retaliation and swung an armored fist at me which I caught easily in my hand. Even with the intense strength in his punch, he didn't have a great speed to go with it which caused the punch to be quite slow. I quickly took point and fired a few rounds into his exposed inner elbow which caused the man to scream as his fist went limp and twitched due to the severed nerves. He swung another fist at me yet I ducked under the blow and shot a few rounds into his other exposed elbow which elicited another scream.
"You disappoint me. Is this all you have or is there more? SHOW ME!" I felt his fist heat up as he tried to burn my hand off in desperation. His elbows were now nearly healed and were now covered in scales. I continued gripping his fist and slowly began building pressure on it. It was slowly being crushed under my grip as I heard the metallic scales of his groan under the pressure. He began to futilely punch my head which broke my jaw bone along with my cheek bone. Both jutted out and yet I continued crushing his fist until finally the metallic scales crumpled under the force of my hand. I could already feel them trying to strengthen themselves under my grip but I didn't relent.
I enjoyed his terror as he began blasting fire at my face which began melting the skin off my bones and eventually the bones themselves. My laughter completed the scene as I decided to finish up my attack on this man. If I didn't do anything quickly then those scales of his would harden into something that would take too much of my strength to even break. With that in mind I punched my fist through his chest which caused the masked man's breath to hitch as I quickly gripped his heart and pulled it out before crushing it in my hands. The man's eyes were wide as the scales on his body began to recede. I soon sunk my teeth into his exposed throat and greedily drank from my prey. My hunger, finally satiated. My blood finally boiled at the chance of beating a fighting opponent!
After finally emptying him of his blood, I gained insight into his many memories. This man's name was Kenta yet he referred to himself as Lung. He was the leader of a group called Azn Bad Boys. A gang that had taken over quite a bit of territory in this city and was rivaled by quite a few gangs. They specialized in taking over Asian based gangs and had many fights with...
Oh, now I really am annoyed. No matter how many times I thoroughly stomp them into the ground, they acted like roaches in their ever-loving race perfection. They may not call themselves Nazis, but they followed their beliefs, their motives, their disgusting hatred for others. All humans were the same. They all were sacks of meat filled with blood, souls, and their humanity. No, I would take great glee in disposing of these Nazi imitators. They would finally be crushed under my boot and drank absolutely dry.
I was brought out of my thoughts when I heard the loud growls of three dogs. They were quite distorted but I could still tell the sound of them. I let Lung's body fall to the ground and I looked up at the motley crew of children before me. The costumes that these 'capes' wore were quite disappointing to look at. Most if not all looked like they were cobbled together with whatever was on hand which made their small act of intimidation quite hilarious. It was strange though, when one of the children, a girl in a black and purple outfit took a good hard look at me, she began to show signs of fear. It was when she began looking around the area that she became terrified. "What are you!?" She shouted as she put her hands to her head. One of the group, a child in a leather outfit with a helmet on looked at the girl.
"Tattletale, what's wrong?" The child asked.
"He's, he's not human. He's everywhere!" The girl known as Tattletale shouted. It interested me when she said this. This girl could see me for what I truly was, how I was both everywhere and nowhere. The three dogs began growling louder at me which sadly reminded me of the loss of the Hound of Baskerville. "We-we need to get out of here." The girl said. The noise of a motorcycle coming near the area alerted me to someone new coming into the area. The group of children slowly began to leave the area and I let them do so. They couldn't provide me a challenge like Lung had. From his memories, the group of children were not even close to his level, but the man riding the motorcycle in the area was.
I turned myself to the noise and waited a minute before I noticed movement at the corner of my eyes. I looked up to see a man looking down at both me and the bodies in the area before he jumped down with a large halberd in hand and glanced at me wearily. "Who are you?" He demanded, "and what have you done to these men?" I looked calmly at the man with a grin upon my face.
"I just put a pen of pigs down. Sadly none of them squealed." I replied. The man's mouth frowned at this. "But you, you are quite interesting, Armsmaster. Tell me, what has brought one of the protectorate here to this side of town?" I asked with some interest. Armsmaster had stopped looking at me as he noticed the body of Lung besides my feet.
"You are coming with me!" He stated while brandishing his halberd at me. Human's and their toys were always a delight to witness. Sadly, he was one of the heroes which meant that I couldn't play with him. I would have save our clash for another date.
"Unfortunately I can't, maybe we can battle another day." As I said this, I let myself form into a mass of bats which flew away from the man before he could do anything to me. I began flying about the area until I saw the girl from earlier, her insect familiars buzzed about her in slight protection while many more flew in either the empty buildings or above them. I don't know what drew me to her but I decided to follow after her in order to find out where she was going. It would be much more entertaining if I caught her off-guard so I followed after her through all the twists and turns she made as she sneaked about the area in the hopes that no one would see her. Eventually she made it back home and quietly opened the door of the house before closing it behind her.
This is where I began to look about the house through the windows until I spotted her entering her room. I flew to the ground and transformed into a mass of shadows and climbed up the side of her house and looked into her room. She had by now changed out of her costume and shoved it into her closet before heading into her bed. I reformed into my normal form and phased through the wall of her house and I stood besides her bed. Her back was turned to me which made me grin. I quickly rapped my fingers against her wall which attracted her attention and made her turn around. - So, hoped you enjoyed that. I thought about making a Hellsing crossover and the story Worm just popped into my head as the best one to do it with. What with Alucard fitting in that world like a hand fits in a glove. Any questions, comments, concerns? Then type 'em where they usually are. Stay frosty my friends.