Alucard watched with interest as a group of humans in strange, metal suits calmly worked their way through the lower levels of the warehouse. They had large packs on their backs, with what looked like a fire hose and nozzle in their hands, ready to shoot at the Demon. Even over the meat and blood, he could still scent their collective stench of caution the men gave off.
The lights on their backs swept over the meat house and he noticed the color of the light, which matched the light of the standing lights placed around the building. Ultraviolet light, the vampire realized, narrowing his eyes. If he joined in the carnage later (which, depending on his level of excitement, he might not be able to restrain himself from doing so) he'd have to be careful not to be exposed to the light too long. Though he was powerful enough to handle sunlight, the concentrated beams might burn or blind him, and that would be rather annoying.
He also noticed the air was full of falling flakes, and he held out a gloved hand to catch several pieces of what looked to be shaved metal. He raised an eyebrow at the metallic snow, but ignored it for the more interesting things going on underneath his perch.
There was movement on the level above the wandering humans, a huge black shape that moved with impressive speed and stealth. So, the Demon is here, Alucard thought to himself, and grinned. It seemed that it was no longer invisible, for whatever reason, and even in the low light he could finally see his adversary fully.
Even if the cop Herrigan had not called it an alien, Alucard would have known it was a being not of this world. Despite his quick glimpse as it moved, he noticed its broad size, enormous muscles, strange amour, dreadlocks, and the metal mask over its face. It was easily a foot or more taller than Alucard himself (a feat in of itself). There seemed to be a gun perched on its shoulder much like a parrot perched on a pirate's, and long, serrated blades protruded from its right gauntlet. This was a being that lived to kill, and Alucard was certain he would be provided an entertaining show once the Demon realized the humans were there.
It was the only reason the creature was moving as it was, without being invisible. The Demon was making its way towards the hanging sides of beef on the lower level, and had not reacted to the human walking on the level right under it. Obviously, it had yet to notice the humans, which was odd considering they were dressed in metal suits and weren't being exceptionally stealthy.
Perhaps the clothing is preventing him from seeing them? Alucard pondered, unsure. He wanted to believe this serial killer that was capable of giving him a proper ass-kicking was not that painfully oblivious.
As if to prove this point, one of the humans carelessly stepped on a metal stair, causing it to creak loudly. None of the other humans seemed to notice the fatal mistake except the creature, which immediately paused and then squatted down behind a shipping crate, and Alucard above them. The Demon looked around several times, but never seemed to pinpoint the human's exact location, verifying Alucard's hunch about the clothing. Whatever it was, it made the humans invisible.
How ironic, the vampire chuckled. The invisible hunter getting bested by invisible prey; how will it compensate?
The humans moved up to the level right under the Demon, and he started tapping on his left gauntlet. He would look up and around, then tap a few more buttons. He repeated the process several times until he looked down and reacted in shock at the humans underfoot. The Demon grabbed the condensed speak that hung at his hip and extended it to its full length before standing up.
Alucard grinned. "Looks like Hide and Seek is over. I think he wants to play Tag."
While the rest of him looked calm and curious, he had to clench his fist to stop himself from pulling out his Casull and simply killing the humans himself. He wanted to be part of the carnage that would quickly ensue, but he restrained himself. No point in wasting bullets on those dogs when there's a real wolf to kill, he told himself.
The humans must have realized the Demon was onto them, for they clustered together, backs to each other, trying to watch all directions for the creature to attack from. Too bad they clustered together about 10 feet underneath the waiting Demon, who was a level above them.
"Stupid fools!" Alucard hissed in laughter. "Foolish dogs!"
The Demon dropped down in the middle of their little defensive circle and the slaughter began. He cracked open the skulls of two men when he brought his spear down on their heads. He impaled on through the gut and slung him over the side of the railing to his death two stories down. Despite being completely visible and huge, the Demon was able to dodge the human's strange weaponry and slash another man's chest open with the blades on his gauntlet.
The air was filled with dying shrieks and the overpowering smell of freshly spilt blood reached the vampire in the rafters, making him shudder in retrained want. In the midst of the chaos, one man managed to stumble back a few steps and began fiddling with the knobs and controls on his nozzle. Alucard's eyes narrowed as he watched the human try to attack the Demon from behind.
"I won't allow a pathetic human to take down this Demon. He's mine," Alucard said, readying himself to shoot the human or tear his throat out with his teeth. The Demon was his foe, and only he would kill it. No human was going to stand in the way of such a marvelous opponent!
The vampire didn't have to move from his perch; the man clearly had no idea what he was doing and was unable to make the gun work. The Demon, now surrounded by a cluster of human corpses, turned to the last man slowly. A loud trilling sound, like that from a monstrous bird, came from the helmet.
Just as the human looked up to see the Demon standing before him, spear raised for the final blow, there was a huge explosion that rocked the warehouse's entrance. Alucard managed to drag his eyes away from the man and monster in time to see a lone man run through the flames into the slaughterhouse of Hell.
"It seems the Calvary has arrived; whatever shall you do?" The vampire sarcastically asked the Demon.
The Demon seemed to have forgotten the man in the metal suit as he started towards the new target. The gun on his shoulder, still aimed at the man, shot a blinding flash of light at the government agent. He was blown back into a metal wall and fell to the ground in a limp heap.
"That's a satisfactory answer," Alucard agreeing with the Demon. Whoever the Calvary was, they were much more interesting the foolish dogs the Demon had just torn through.