Alucard struggled weakly against his restraints.
It had been almost 20 years he had been locked in the underground cell.
Or at least, that's what he could tell without seeing daylight.
Or the night.
His head lolled tiredly and he shifted uncomfortably at his hunger.
He had never thirsted for blood so much in his life.
He whimpered as a flash of pain went through his middle and dragged his legs up to his chest, trying to ease the pain.
He longed for the days before his capture, when he was free and didn't have a care in the world.
Now he was the slave of the family that had taken every thing away from him.
For life.
Blood tears ran down his face as his sanity finally broke.
An anguished wail sounded around the cell.
Unheard in the dark.
