Club Dead
They entered the club. It was bigger in the inside, apparently the expansion charm had been used. The club had been her hangout since its first night of business, but for Alucard the experience was different. He had expected a loud club, with crappy ear fucking so called music, which the new generation had taken the liberty of calling 'techno', and mindless fangirls screaming. Instead he walked into a posh club, tastefully decorated with baroque inspired furniture. The cello and the piano were playing by themselves a fast paced jazz piece, like they were enchanted.
"What type of blood do you like?"
"0 negative, why?"
"I'm ordering you a virgin. Any specific preferences, a specific choice of race, hair colour, or body type?"
"Whatever you're taking."
"I'm taking a 40 year old bourbon. Well don't worry I'll choose for you, she's on me." , she was oddly cheeky here, it was easy to comprehend she felt better here even though her looks still reminded him of a corpse. He liked her better when she was vibrant like she was today, only because when she was unhappy she swore enough to make a sailor blush. It was odd, her colour going from very pale to corpse like in just a night. He sat in a booth. She came back with a glass of whiskey in her hand.
"So, I ordered you a blond Caucasian virgin, with blond hair and green eyes, I was told that she was thin and had great tits and I paid for sex too, so do it. I wouldn't like ten thousand pounds to go to waste. And that's the price with a family discount of another ten thousand pounds.", she spoke faster than usual, as if she was in a hurry.
"What are you going to do?"
"I'm going to see the manager, he's an old friend of mine. You would like him and here is the key to your room, I got you a suite. It's room 506. It's very nice, speaking from experience.", she winked and led him to the lift.
"Not the lift."
"Why, have you got claustrophobia?"
"No, I just hate the music."
"There's no such thing in this one. Plus I hate it too."
"I know."
"Floor five." She commanded and the lift immediately took action. Alucard looked around curiously.
"Magic, that's all. It's too slow." They arrived after a few seconds.
"I trust you'll find your way. Have a nice dinner and do not drain her. If she's dead or if she turns into any kind of abomination I'll have to pay 20,000 pounds extra. And meet me downstairs at three." The doors closed she commanded the lift. "Penthouse.". She walked towards the room she was much too familiar with. As she was about to knock when a tall red headed vampire in a sharp black suit opened the door. He gave her a tight hug, tight enough to break her ribs and puncture her lung. She sat on one of the couches rolled her top up, tore her skin above her ribs and started talking as she was replacing her ribs:
"So Andrew how have you been holding up? And what about Al, how is he?". The room had been redecorated since she came. The old Victorian/baroque decor had left its place to a rather rustic image which reminded her of Tuscany.
"Things are going pretty good for this establishment. I've earned more than any magical hotel/club/bar/pub owner in England. Of course the Irish are in much better shape than the English. And we've just celebrated our 250th year with the club and 245th anniversary with Alastair." Answered the man with a Scottish accent.
"I'm very happy for you. One question: Do you guys still have a sex life?"
"It will most probably surprise you but, yes we do have a sex life. Try and think of you and William. That's the easiest way to explain it. We've known each other a long time and we enjoy each other's company, so we don't need much sex. But what is the reason you actually caused your visit. It definitely isn't to say hi and it definitely not just for that vampire that came with you, you can see that he is very powerful from the dark energy that radiates around him. I sensed you two as soon as you were insi-" his words were cut by a girls panting. Loud panting. Actually very loud panting. He was amazed:
"Holy crap, I've never seen anyone pant like that in my 467 years and 8 months."
"Oh god, I haven't had good sex in a hundred years and sex that good since Will was murdered." She said with a hysterically sad voice. Her face turned serious. "Back to your question. I need drugs, a lot. Heroin, cocaine, acid, marijuana, any kind of crystals and some Viagra, I want to watch people get the weirdest erections ever, and this year I've added Viagra brownies to my menu along with hashish cupcakes. So, I need enough to supply at least 150 people."
"Is it the reunion again? You people dry my stocks. And you know it is going to cost you a lot."
"I'm willing to pay. Seriously, doesn't that motherfucking panting annoy you!"
"No it doesn't, it's nice to hear that a client is having a jolly good time. Now let's leave." They made their way to the lift.
"Storage room."
"Verification needed. What is Andrew James Morrison's favorite beast?" Asked a monotonous voice.
"A siren" Andrew answered and the lift immediately worked.
"I didn't know that."
"I like them, they're nice too watch and they have amazing musical abilities." A line of images appeared in Bellona's mind. They were of Alucard fucking the young blond girl she ordered him. They weren't very pleasant to her, since she found pornography and the likes of it tasteless and cheap. She didn't mind participating in threesomes, or any sexual act, but she wasn't fond of pornography. They had finally arrived at the basement where Andrew's stash was. He led her inside and he started gathering a variety of drugs. He put them all in a big bag and handed them to her.
"That's 10 ounces of hashish, a hundred ounces of marijuana, fifty ounces of pure cocaine, a hundred Viagra and a 150 LSD pills. It should cost around a good eight thousand pounds but since you're family it's sixty five hundred. And a packet of Davidoff cigarettes is on the house."
"Thanks.", she searched for something in her pocket and eventually took out a checkbook and a pen and started writing.
"Here thanks again.", they walked to the elevator stopping at the lobby. She ordered herself a screwdriver and started waiting for her friend. That brought a question to her mind. What was their relationship status? Were they friends, co-workers or mere company? She had been wondering this, trying to find an answer, when Alucard walked down the stairs buttoning up his shirt.
"I got your message. Pornography is not something I'm interested in."
"I know but I thought you might like it." , he was too close to her face. He smelled of Târgoviște, only a city of past mourning for her, a place of too much death, pain and loss. She felt him trying to penetrate her mind. She wouldn't let him do that now. He gave her a toothy grin, showing his dagger-like teeth.
"Please move.", oddly he obeyed, but that grin was spread all around his face. They were walking next to each other, Alucard thinking of the new people he'd meet. It was bound to be fun. But Bellona, on the other hand was, in mixed emotions to be exact, not knowing what she exactly felt, one thing she was sure of that she was somehow saddened by the thought of Târgoviște, and what had happened three hindered years ago. All that tragedy was hard to handle. He put his arm around her, coming between her and the disturbing thoughts of loss.
"Teleport us will you partner."

In shorter amount of time than one blink the surroundings had changed and now they were before Sir Integra's study, about to give a full report. Alucard took off his sunglasses and walked through the door without hesitating. After a few seconds he stuck his head out through the door.
"Come in, we're about to be scolded. It's going to be fun.", I don't have a choice do I?, she thought to herself and went in. She saw Alucard standing next to the door, smirking. It was evident that Sir Integra was enraged, since her face betrayed her wish to look calm.
"How dare you stay out so late? We had an emergency and we couldn't even reach your phone, Alucard! We had three men turn into ghouls and then be killed by Walter while facing fifty or more ghouls. And Walter broke his arm. It all happened because you two were too irresponsible to actually come back in an appropriate hour after you finished your task!", she said this without breathing and now her face had turned slightly red and she was throwing death-glares to both of them.
"Master, don't anger yourself. If you continue like this you will become a giant wrinkle yourself by the age of thirty.", Alucard said calmly, as if he was used to being scolded like this.
"Don't you dare think you can act like that you monster! Behave yourself and hold your tongue, otherwise I swear to you I will sprinkle you with garlic and roast you in the sun!", Bellona couldn't help but chuckle. She saw this kind of hilarity once or twice a year, in Crow reunions where nearly all wizards were either high or drunk.
"Is it funny what we're doing? Do you think that Walter broke his arm and three men died as you two were away is funny? Well do you Miss Aurelius?", Alucard knew the end of this argument would definitely unpleasant the second he saw a tiny flash of anger on her partners face. He immediately picked her up, like a sack over his shoulder.
"Integra, don't argue with her for a while, will you? Otherwise she'll try to kill you, I'll get angry and the two of us, immortal as we are, will start a very long fight. So try to make peace with her.", they left immediately, Bellona still over Alucard's shoulder, like a sack. She kept yelling and ordering for him to put her down. The second they arrived in her room he intentionally dropped her down on the floor.
"Thank you Alucard. And sorry for getting you into trouble."
"Don't worry about Integra scolding me, she does it all the time. But why thank me?"
"Because I would have killed her and then hated myself for it." She said with a sad smile. He crouched and held her chin.
"I'm going to go speak with Integra, you should sleep and stop worrying about being in a blood rage. You're my friend and I take care of my friends. Now sleep." She got into her bed as Alucard left without changing and fell asleep in just a few minutes.

Alucard entered Integra's cambers.
"Will you just stop picking a fight with her?"
"What did you just say monster?"
"You two need to stop fighting or you'll end up dead, she'll end up even more depressed and unstable and I'll end up trying to kill my friend in order to avenge you."
"Your 'friend'? I thought you were a heartless creature."
"I am. But I like talking to people of my own kind, especially to her so what else can you call her?"
"I thought she was a nymph."
"Someone that went through the same things as I have. OK? And I'm not going to discuss this anymore." With saying that he left. Yes, she could be considered a friend, could she not?