"Get the Hell off me, bitch! Do I look like a buffet for some cannibal nut-job?" And with that very loud exclamation Rachel shoved the boy back and jumped off him. Being drunk and now pissed it didn't matter how tired or hurt she was or how big the person was she would kick their ass. Suddenly remembering her neck she covered her wound with her palm and half stumbled half ran out the bedroom leaving a very disturbing looking boy in her wake. His red eyes that had appealed to her now glowed ominously. His shaggy, light brown hair almost hid the snarl that stretched across his face.
Frozen at the top of the stairs wondering if she should risk the others in the house by going down to them, knowing they were all probably smashed. Although, more people meant more phones by which she could call the police with. Shaking her head as if to attempt to shake the alcohol out of her system and started down the stairs. Clumsily she made it to the bottom to find no one in the living room, although music still blared from the speakers snuggling in the corner by the TV. "Hello," was all she could say. Even though she had tried to sound loud and calm but all that came out was a hoarse whisper. Aggravated with herself she straightened her back and started toward the front door, hoping to go to the police and tell them what happened, being that she was probably the only person that wasn't being preyed upon by some sort of killers that sought out parties involving drunk, stupid teenagers. Even if she wasn't she still needed to get away from the cannibal up in the bed room that was starting to get up.
Still she stood there like the moron in a scary movie, staring as the boy stood with his head hung low. Even when he walked toward her in a zombie-like appearance she still stood and stared. She was terrified but also happy. Maybe this would be what killed her. Maybe he could be the one that set her free. She knew that if Sebastian were there he would have already been rid of the boy and scolding her for almost making him loose his meal. She would still go to Hell but at least she would have the satisfaction of knowing that he would never get her soul.
The kid slowly lifted his head to look at her, but kept his slow stride. Saliva dripped from his bloodied, twisted smile like a predator about to catch his prey. Slowly fear started to push its way into her drunken mind. She was going to die if she didn't leave soon. Even if she did manage to get out the wound on her neck was now making her light headed. She wouldn't make it far before he caught her. He reached the bottom of the stairs and stopped dead in his tracks. His smile fell from his face. She stared at him, wide eyed, wondering why he stopped. Her question was answered when a long silver gun rested itself by the right side of her head. "I suggest you run from here, girl," a deep, menacing voice said from behind her. Swallowing the lump in her throat she nodded before turning to run off. Before she could even finish the turn she felt her legs collapse underneath her and watched as the floor came up to meet her, while shadows covered her in a blanket of quiet.
Alucard watched as the girl hit the floor and lay there unconscious. She was probably the source of the thick smell of blood in the room, judging by the chunk missing from her neck. He would deal with human later. Right now he had to worry about the scum in front of him. "Look, what you've done! Master will be most unpleased…" the newly created vampire muttered to himself. He wasn't the one that he really cared about. There was a more impressive "Master" someone else pulling the strings of this creature. He was reminded of Police Girl, Seras, always willing to do as he told her, but still enough backbone as to not disgust him into killing her off. Although this creature didn't show the kind of strength that she exerted, therefore his master would be nothing to kill. Sighing, Alucard shot the fledgling in the head and walked calmly toward the hallway of the house. His heighted vampire senses told him there was no one left in the house. 'Hmm...Interesting…' He would have to track down what happened to the teenagers that had clearly been having a party tonight, but for now he also had to figure out what to do with the girl passed out in the living room.
Looming over the small human, he studied her. Listening for a heartbeat he heard the faintest of noises. She was alive, but just barely. Kneeling down, Alucard looked at the neck wound. It was a bad wound but she would live if she got the proper medical attention. Reaching out to pick her up his hand landed on the small of back. Instantly he shot his hand off. A tinge of pain hit his palm. Lifting up her shirt he saw why. She was already marked with a demon's contract mark. Being such his own demons jumped inside him, curious as to what type of soul she had that would make the mark so strong. If a soul was strong enough in a person when he devoured them his demons would automatically be served their soul as well.
Compelled to satisfy their curiosity he bent over and licked gracefully from her collar bone to her ear, cleaning it of the blood there. He shivered knowing now why a demon put her soul under his contract. It's the soul that makes the blood bitter or sweet and her blood was so sweet he could almost feel cavities forming…and he loved it. As the thought passed through him and became suddenly aware of the fact that someone had just walked into the room. Standing up Alucard grinned widely, showing rows of jagged teeth. There in the doorway was no doubt the demon that was contracted to the girl. He glared at him with malice. The vampire and the demon both locked in a silent battle. Burning red eyes stared back at one another. Both knowing what each other was and both nearly equal in power, for Alucard held the power of demons and Sebastian was a demon, a powerful one.
"I was not the one that damaged your goods, demon," Alucard said almost in mock respect. Narrowing his eyes Sebastian smirked. "Who was it, then?" Chuckling Alucard gestured to the fledgling. Sebastian didn't even look to see the person he was gesturing to but simply replied, "I see. Well if you don't mind I'll be taking my leave now. With the girl." Scooping the girl up the demon started walking out the door, only stopping to turn his head slightly to speak. "It's not polite to taste someone else's food without even so much as asking." Alucard's grin dropped but he didn't retort, just simply stood there and watch him walk away. 'Well, I guess there won't be any sharing. Just as well, I'm too hungry to share with anyone else anyway.'