1 Zara stared at the creature before her with many feelings and thoughts in her head. Her fist clenched as her eyes narrowed. "...Alucard," she repeated. He didn't change that much over the years in that damned dungeon of his. She blinked and walked over to the bar, pulling her eyes from him.
She looked up at Villa, her eyes telling her to go somewhere else.
Villa looked to the stranger, whom she knew was a vampire, and turned, walking off to get an order of a couple of the tables. She knew Zara could take care of herself.
Zara didn't look back to him. She grabbed a bottle of Silver and poured it for herself into a shot glass. She downed it without hesitation. "What do you want?" She asked. There was an ounce of hostility in her voice.
Alucard just stood there, looking at her with a wide smile on his face. He said nothing. He didn't move. But everyone in the bar, except Zara was staring at him.
"Let me guess, my mother wants me to come back and join her little organization." She slammed the shot glass down. "Well, I'm sure you can read my mind and tell me what I think of that bullshit. I'm not going back. And you can tell her to piss on it for all I care."
Alucard's smile faded and he took a step forward. Zara grinned evilly and within seconds, she had a gun pointed to his chest. "Don't." She told him. "It may not kill you, but these suckers are painful. Believe me, it's not like I haven't been shot with one of them before." Her eyes were dangerous, and Alucard took a step back.
"I bring news." He said softly.
"Yeah, no shit." Zara said. She looked over to see everyone in the bar staring at them both. She growled and kicked one of their seats. "Mind your own goddamned business!" She screamed at them. They turned around and tried to carry on their conversations. Ray eyed her. She shook her head.
"...Follow me." She told Alucard as she walked passed him over towards the back of the bar.
He lurched like a ghost towards her. "It's news of your mother..." He stopped himself. "She's dead." He had to stop himself from smiling.
Zara looked down a moment. "...And I suppose they expect me to all of a sudden go, 'Oh, I forgive my mother, and I forgive everyone, and Yes, I will take the position of the Head of the Organization?'." She growled and holstered the gun. "...Fuck that. I have my own life."
"...You need to fulfill your destiny, Young Zara." A voice came from behind Alucard.
"Great, you brought those fuckers with you too!" Zara growled as Walter walked up behind them. She sighed. "I'm not going with either of you. My mom is dead, let the organization die with her." She walked passed them.
How dare they, Zara thought. Just come in here, and think everything's okay again? She felt bad her mother had died, yes, but she wasn't about to take the same shoes her mother did. She would NOT die in the name of that cursed organization and Country and Queen. Fuck that.
"You have no other choice," Walter called to her. Zara stopped. "You know this is what you were meant to do. You've tried other things haven't you? And its brought you back in... It's the thrill of the hunt."
Zara clenched her fist and turned back towards them. "What do you want me to do? Give up my life here?"
"Yes." Walter said bluntly. "It's what must be done for–"
"Screw that." Ray came up behind her. As did the rest of her crew. She looked back to them. What was she going to do? There was something inside of her screaming at her to go with them, but... there was something holding her back.
"Only if we can come too." Ray spoke up.
She growled and smacked the back of his head, but before she could say anything, Walter agreed.
Fuck, Zara sighed as she looked down. Why did he have to do that?
Alucard walked over and offered her a hand. "Master?" He was still smiling. She wanted to rip that goddamn smile off his face and shove it up his ass.
She slapped his hand away and walked passed them all outside, where a black limo was waiting. She sighed and ripped the door open, throwing herself in. A few minutes later, Walter, Ray, and the rest of them crawled inside and started off towards the air port. She crossed her arms and said nothing.
Why did these things always have to happen to her? Why was she being forced to follow her mothers footsteps, when she knew it was going to end up the same way? She was probably going to die, lonely and cold, just like the rest of her family had. She hated this. She hated this organization, she hated everyone in the organization, and she hated her family... Why did they have to drag her into this?!