Amber rubbed her temples as she sat on the floor of her father's bedroom. She had been in Georgia for three days and everything was starting to get to her. From the people bowing as she walked by to all the papers she was having to sign. Sighing, she grabbed her Casull and slipped it into her leg holster then slid her cross over her neck. She needed to get out of this place for a while.
Quickly, she walked out of her room and down the hall to the large staircase. Looking around to make sure no one was around, she walked down the stairs and out the front door quickly, stepping out into the sunlight. Groaning from the throbbing it caused, she flipped out her sunglasses and slipped them on before walking out to the black 67' Mustang that sat in the drive way. They gave her the keys the first day she showed up, saying it used to belong to her father. She jumped into the driver seat and started the car quietly, smirking as the rumble drove through her body. The car was amazing and so well maintained. It purred quietly as she let it idle for a moment, then she buckled up and drove it out of the gates.
Integra watched as the 20 year old drove out of the gates and headed towards the main highway. Sighing, she lit the cigar in her mouth and turned toward Walter, who was standing nearby.
"Should I let Alucard know that she left?" Walter eyed the lady knight quietly.
"No, I can understand why she needed to leave right now. This is a lot for any person to handle. She has spent the last 20 years thinking she was odd, alone, and of no importance to this world. Now she is of nobility, an heiress to a great name, and the leader of a large Organization." The knight smirked as she looked up at Walter. "Do you remember when we met Blake Cross at the international meeting of the hunters?"
"Ah, yes. Such a strong-willed man. He held up the power in his name very well." Walter smiled as he walked over to Integra.
"He did, indeed. I can see where Amber gets her fire." The lady knight laughed quietly as she walked over to the telephone. "Come. We need to get in touch with Seras and Captain Bernadotte to see how things are going in London."
Walter bowed before following the lady knight out of the room. "Yes, madam."
Amber pulled into a parking space in front of the mall and got out, locking the car behind her. Running her fingers through her hair, she looked up at the large place. She hadn't been to one of these in years. She always though they were too crowded. After making sure that her gun was hidden well beneath her trench coat she walked into the bustling money palace quietly. The place was packed with people, mainly teenagers, who walked about gossiping to their friends or playing on their smartphones. Rolling her eyes quietly, she walked around, looking into various stores.
After wandering around for about an hour, she found a Barns and Noble. Grinning, she walked in and headed straight for the manga shelf. She decided that she needed some more reading materials. Glancing through the many shelves she stopped when she found a section that held the books she wanted. After snatching the latest copies off the three she wanted off the shelf, Amber walked over to the counter and laid them down. A young boy stood behind the counter and smiled at her. "Is this all?"
"Yes, please." He wrung her up and placed her books in a bag before handing them back to her. She thanked him and walked out, looking back around. She grabbed a coffee at the Starbucks and sipped on it as she sat in the courtyard and began reading. She never noticed the tall figure that sat across from her for a while until she heard a soft, coughing sound. Looking up from her book, her eyes locked with pale green that was hidden behind thick rimmed glasses. Slowly, she took in the rest of the features of the man that sat before her. His hair was dark yellow that was spiked at the top of his head. He was wearing a blue coat and had a silver cross draped around his neck. Finally, her eyes landed on the thick scar that ran across his left cheek. Blinking, she smiled at the man who sat before her.
"Hello, young lady." He smiled back brightly, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose.
"Hello, Father." She pulled off her sunglasses and hooked them to the front of her shirt, then she looked back at the priest quietly.
"And how are you today, lass?" He picked his coffee cup off the table and took a small sip.
"I'm fine. Kind of wondering why a member of the Iscariot Organization is here, though." She smiled at him quietly as he eyed her.
"So, you know that I am from Iscariot. What else do you know, wee lass?" The male's eyes narrowed into slits as he watched the female run her fingers through her hair.
"You are the Paladin. Alexander Anderson. You are a regenerator. Created by the Vatican to kill vampires without being harmed yourself."
"How do you know of these things?"
"Because I am Blake Cross's daughter. You are in a lot of his records, Father." The priest watched the girl quietly for a moment, then smiled brightly.
"Blake Cross? You are the daughter he never met, correct?" Amber nodded as she watched the priest. "Well, I am sorry to hear about his passing, my dear child. It was quite a shame. Your father was a great man."
"Thank you for the condolences, Father." Amber stood, stuffing her book back into her bag. "I unfortunately have to go now. I do hope we meet again someday." She shook the Paladin's hand, then turned and walked off. When she was a good distance away, she pulled out her phone and dialed Alucard's number. Integra had given him a cell phone recently so he could keep up with the 20 year old. After about 3 rings, a very familiar deep voice answered the other end.
"Good evening, my dear." Amber smirked as she looked behind her. The Paladin wasn't far off so she ducked into a crowd then into the nearest crowded store.
"I have a serious problem going on. You won't believe who is stalking me at the mall." She heard a low growl come from the other end, which caused her to blink.
"Who is it, Amber? Why did you leave this mansion alone?" Baring her teeth, she looked out the window of the store she was in. Anderson was on the other side, looking around quietly.
"I left because I was having a mental breakdown from the stress I was put under. Don't be mad at me. And….It's Anderson." She jumped as a roar blasted through the phone.
"Where are you exactly?"
"I'm at the front street mall. Currently hiding in the Hot Topic store."
"I'll be there soon. Avoid him at all cost and stay in crowd areas." The line died and Amber groaned as she shoved her Droid back in her front pocket. Watching closely, she saw the Paladin nearing the store so she jumped in between a group of teenagers, following them out. They stared at her for a moment, giving her cold glares, so as soon as she could, she jumped into the next crowd and continued walking. Glancing around once again, her eyes caught sight of the tall priest's blond hair. He apparently saw her sooner than she had hoped. Quickly, she ducked into the next crowded store she could find then took off, sprinting down the aisle and slamming into the storage room door. Running faster now that she was free of the crowds, Amber made a beeline for the exit. She was only a few steps away from touching the door when the singing of metal flew through the air.
She screamed as the sharp end of the blade sliced through her arm, tearing the meat in half. Cupping her wound with her free hand, the 20 year old slammed herself into the exit door and out into parking lot. She made it about 5 feet away from the building when she slammed into a semi-soft chest. Looking up, her eyes met crimson. Alucard growled, looking up when he watched the door burst open again and the Paladin step into the light.
Laughing quietly, the priest pulled out two of his blessed swords. "Well now. If it isn't the Hellsing's tame lap dog. I knew I smelt a heathen on that girl."
"Father Anderson, I never thought I'd see you again. Your arms grew back nicely." Alucard pulled his Jackal out of his coat and aimed it at the priest.
"No thanks to you, vampire." The Paladin smirked as he flipped the blades in his hand. The Nosferatu wrapped his arm around the girl's shoulders tightly, causing her to wince. The priest ran forward then, swords ready. Alucard jumped backwards, getting a considerable height in the air, then landed on the roof of a storage building that was behind him. Quickly, he set the 20 year old on the roof, then pushed himself off the edge to meet Anderson in the air. He fired a single round into the Paladin's head and sent him back onto the ground.
Amber watched as the priest's blood splattered across the concrete, pulling out her Casull without thinking. The Nosferatu stood over the body quietly, waiting for something. Within minutes the Paladin moved, swinging his holy blade towards Alucard's middle. Amber watched as if it was happening in slow motion, like a movie reel that had been paused and moved scene by scene. She aimed to the priest's blade and pulled the trigger. It shattered and fell to pieces inches from the vampire's abdomen. Growling, Anderson stood and backed away from the human and the vampire, pulling a bible out of his coat.
"You win this round, vampire. You better thank your little human for that. I'll get you next time, you god damn heathen." The Paladin flipped open the book and Amber watched as the pages tore out and surrounded his form before flying into the air and vanishing.
Alucard scoffed as he replaced the Jackal back into his coat and jumped back onto the roof of the building. Looking down at Amber, he glared before grabbing her by the arm and lifting her so she could stand. Pulling off her over shirt before she could protest, the vampire leaned down and wrapped his lips around her wound, drinking heavily on the blood that was spilling out. He ran his tongue along the gash and felt it seal up slightly. Finally, he ripped open his wrist with his fangs and pressed his wrist to her mouth. He growled as she latched onto it and began drinking, the vampire smoothed out her hair with his free hand.
"That was a stupid thing to do, Amber. Going out with no one to protect you? What the hell were you thinking?" The 20 year old pulled her lips away after a moment and looked up at the glaring Nosferatu.
"You wouldn't understand. My head is reeling from everything that has happened recently. I needed to go out a clear my head." Sighing, she pushed away from him and jumped off the storage building, walking over to her bag, which she had thrown away when she ran out of the mall. When she turned around a force slammed her into the wall, pinning her wrists above her head. The Nosferatu growled lowly, staring at her as he willed his glasses and hat to melt away.
"And you obviously don't understand that I care for you, human. You are more precious to me than anything I have in this world right now." He grabbed the girl's chin and forced her face up to meet his because she had turned it away. "You are my love. I will not let anyone take you away from me, especially that Judas Priest. Do you understand me now?"
Amber's cheeks flamed a brilliant red as she watched the vampire in front of her. He was still glaring but the fury in his eyes had died away. Nodding slowly, she spoke. "Y-Yes, Alucard. I understand now."
After a moment of staring at her, he smirked. "Good." Alucard dropped his arms to his side and stepped back watching the 20 year old. She pushed herself off the wall then wrapped her arms around his waist and held on tightly, burying her face in his chest. The vampire froze as he stared down at her for a moment then smiled as he slid his arms around her shoulders. Willing his black shadows to wrap around their bodies, Alucard mumbled. "Let's go, little human."
As they sank into the darkness, Amber turned her face up to look at the vampire and smiled. The Nosferatu could easily describe it as the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.