The old vampire stood in front of the giant facility, wondering if he really should attend to such an unimportant meeting. He had far more important business than to sit down and have a talk with a few men about this country he had left so long ago. It had been two years since he had last seen Seras. At first, the fresh mental link had led him to Athens, Belgrade, Bratislava, Warsaw and finally Kiev, but once in Ukraine, he lost it. And so he roamed around the country for 14 months finding clews, trails and yet not her. On the 15th month of his hardest mission, he received a letter from the Order of the Dragon to attend to a meeting set in the city of Curtea de Argeş. After having talked to his master he had decided to go, and while being there, ask some questions and hopefully be able to kill somebody for answers. And so his body now was placed in front of the old building.

It was a 17th century work of art, set by the Argeş River. The carvings on the exterior gave it a scary and mysterious look, which was enhanced by the climbers that happily made their way up and down the walls. He turned his head to look at the river. The scenery had changed so much since he had last been here. The old stone and wood made buildings were now concrete boxes, the dirt paths roads, the wild forests pretty gardens. It seemed the only thing that hadn't changed was the smell of the river itself. He took a deep breath. Sour and bitter memories came to his haunted mind as the unchanged smell of humidity made its way up his nose. A small shiver tried to make him turn away, but only made him move forwards. His attire had changed, since he didn't want to be recognized by any threat. He now wore a slim black suit with a white shirt and a scarlet tie. His eyes covered with dark tinted glasses and his hair freely playing with the wind. He harshly knocked on the grand door and immediately was answered.

"Good day Sir." A butler like dressed man was now standing in front of Alucard. His black eyes inspected him from top to bottom as he took out a small list. "Lord Drăculea, I guess." The King lightly nodded as he was let through into the massive hallway. The carved wood was decorated with dark paintings and some gold touches. The butler took him up the stairs, through the right corridor and into the 10th door on the left. There rested six men on their chairs, one seat free. Alucard slowly made his way to the vacant chair, sitting and folding his arms on top of his chest.

"Good evening gentlemen." His silky voice paralyzed the breaths of five of the seated men; making the remaining one chuckle and welcome him with a warm smile. "I see the Order has renewed its members…" he chuckled and tilted his head back.

"Yes well, vârstnici like us are not wanted in this society." He grinned. "But this is not the reason why I called you here. Sir Ivan, if you would care to inform about the happenings." Ivan shifted uncomfortably under the piercing look of the vampire. He then gave some papers to the butler, who handed them out to each member.

"There has been some trouble at a few museums at Bucharest. The burglar stole a few pieces from the museums without any victims or damage." He turned a page from the block of papers he nervously held in his hands. "As you can see, I've made a list of the artifacts that were stolen. They are all related to the history from the lands of Wallachia during the 15th century."

"There is also a report of a guard who was a victim in one of the burglaries." A deep voice came from the far left of the table, were a short haired man with blue eyes was seated. "I thought you said there where no victims or damage Ivan?"

"Yes well, I didn't consider it an attack. The burglar did leave him unconscious, but she took care of him and cured his wounds before leaving." Alucard now faced Ivan.

"She?" his interest was now caught.

"Well yes, just two weeks ago we caught the burglar. A very nice fată, but seems to have photophobia. Didn't Eigor tell you in the letter?" the old man chuckled.

"No, I hadn't. And anyway, she's to be executed and thrown into the river soon enough." His grin widened. "You know, we will impale her like in the old days. And to be safe, let's make the stake silver." Alucard's face hardened.

"Then why did you bring me here if the trial had already been set?" the old man faked seriousness.

"I just thought that it would be of your interest to know that someone had been stealing your ancestor's belongings." A soft hum came from Alucard's lips.

"Might I meet the young lady?" he slowly begun to rise form his chair.

"Hey! The meeting is not over. You can not leave as if you didn't mind." A red headed man shouted from the far right.

"I can not?" Alucard's smirk widened. "I am Vlad Drăculea." He roared. "Do you, pitiful human, know what Drăculea means?" he slid his glasses down the bridge of his nose, exposing his unnatural crimson eyes. The red headed man shivered as he pulled away from the table. "It means son of the Dragon. Now tell me where I can find that fată. I wish to punish her myself."

"Dominic, show Vlad to the chamber in which that albastru fată is in." the old man gestured for Alucard to follow the butler named Dominic. He was taken down to de dungeons. These were a great contrast compared to the upper floors. Rotting cells, screams, water droplets and mice were all that decorated them. The both stopped in front of cell number 6. Dominic handed Alucard the key and made his way back to the conference. Alucard didn't bother opening the door and just phased through it. The sight inside was heartbreaking. On the floor, lied a young girl, weak and defenseless, her golden long curled hair didn't shine from the muck it had stuck to it. A pair of black shorts, a black t-shirt and combat boots protected her body from nudity, but where just as filthy as the rest of her. The floor around her filled with blood pools. She slowly turned her face up to him, her ocean eyes wide in surprise and fear.

"You…" she weakly tried to push herself away from him in fear. "Vlad…" he knelt down beside her, softly grabbing her hand. A pure smile on his face a he looked straight into her eyes.

"I don't go by that name anymore Victoria." He picked her up, placing her head against his neck. "Now drink ingerul meu" at first she doubted, but her blood lust got the best of her as she bit down on his neck. He slowly melted into the shadows, taking the young girl out of the dungeon. They appeared in a small house beside the same river. "They won't find us here, at least not in time." He caressed the woman's cheek. "I've missed you too much my little Police Girl." She kissed his neck and looked up towards her former Master. "Please, have a shower. You look terrible." And so, once more under his command, she obeyed. He sat down on a sofa placed in the middle of the living room, looking towards the door she was hidden behind, waiting for her once more. He would have to contact his Master to tell her of his success. After an impossibly long fifteen minutes, she came out of the bathroom with a towel rapped around her body, her now long hair moving from left to right as she approached him. She shyly lied down on his side, looking up to his face, as he slid his arm around her body. "Why?" was all he said. His voice made her shiver in happiness as she surrounded his waist with her little arms, holding him closer to her.

"I did not feel worthy." Her voice stated clearly. His heart swelled at hearing it again. "After having drunk your blood, I saw how much I didn't know about you. And so, my mind stated that I could not truly love you as much as you disserve if I didn't really know your past." She chuckled at the thought, he just continued to look at her, enjoying every second. "I knew you were going to say it was a stupid thought, so I had to run away. I never meant to harm you Alucard." She stopped for a second. "Is Mike ok? I never meant to throw him so harshly, but they wouldn't get put of my way, and I couldn't stay there, and I…" his gloved hand covered her mouth.

"Michael and all of the troops are physically fine Seras." As he took his hand of her mouth, he stroked her cheek once more. "But morally, they were shattered. As was Integra. But most of all, you destroyed me." His soft expression and velvety voice did not exactly fit in with his words, but still they pierced Seras' heart.

"I'm sorry, I really am. I meant to go back, once I had learned enough to be able to say I truly knew the only man I loved." His tear fell on her cheek. "Alucard?" he soft hand wiped of his tears as she pulled her body to his height.

"What if I had not found you? They would have killed you and thrown you into the river. I would have never been able to say how sorry I am, I would forever search for you my Draculina." Her lips placed on top of his broke his speech for a few seconds, before she slipped away to look at his crimson eyes. "I've already lost my beating heart to that river, and I almost lost my non-beating heart to it too." His hands slid behind her waist and violently pulled her towards him. "I shan't loose you Seras. You are forever mine. I know I am greedy, possessive, cold, harsh and sinful, but you are mine since that day in Cheddar." Her lips were pressed against his once more as he made his statement clear. She pulled of, her eyes still locked on his.

"You've been cruel, inhumane, cold-hearted, sinful, greedy, possessive, violent, blood-crazed and a real bastard, but I gave myself to you on that night and I will fulfill my promise. I chose my fate, and if it's beside Vlad Drăculea, Dracula, Alucard or whatever name you wish to have, it's because I chose it that way. Now can we please leave this crazy country before they impale me?" he began to laugh, his chest pumped up and down rapidly as he tightly hugged her "Don't laugh! You brought the damn stile to this country" her frown just increased his laugh as he stood up, seating the young girl back in the sofa, and headed towards what she thought the bedroom. After a few seconds he came out with a long black dress.

"It was my first wife's. It was white, but I had to dye it black, for it had stains everywhere." He handed it to her "You can't appear naked before my master, now can you little girl?" he continued to laugh as he exited the room. She quickly came out and he chuckled as he created a portal back home, holding his new and last bride closely to him. Seras Victoria was truly the perfect No-Life-Queen, and she would forever remain beside him.

The End

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