(Gothic: Now unto chapter eight)

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All Alucard did was look at them, peering at them--as if calculating a way out of his eternal damnation, or let the world rejoice on having their goddess back. He pondered, teetering back and forth, knowing that one choice meant the suffering of many for his own satisfaction and another meant his own suffering. He knew far too much the flames of hell from his own twisted family, his aunt Bathory murdering more than six hundred maidens, his father impaling his own people around his castle walls, letting their rotting corpses serve as a lesson to those who would oppose, and then making a pact with a demon not worthy of Feriluce's time or honor--tricking proud Dracul-a into his fiendish and immoral immortality. His own brother having no remorse for the life from which their life depended. Far better that the world know the healing love of a goddess than the misery of a lost deity.

"Will I get to say good-bye to her?" Inquired Alucard. "Will I at least get to be with her one last time?"

"If that is what you wish, young Dracul." Gabriel responded, "but I should warn you that hell pays no respect for love. If this is thy wish, let your heart be empty of any emotion, lest our lost brothers find out and torture thee."

Hotaru's stare fixed upon Alucard, holding her staff regally, motioned for a quick decision. But still her composure never changing, as if time did not matter to her--and it really didn't--that Alucard held notice of her seeming haste and patience.

"I've chosen," He said, "Please let me see her one last time."

"We wouldn't have it any other way," smiled Hotaru, giving him her hand--picking him up to his feet, placing her thumb on his forehead. "Close your eyes, young one."

Alucard nodded and shut his eyes, he let all of his aching muscles relax, his arms dropping to their sides, his hair flowing along with the blowing wind, letting his mind go blank and then all of a sudden to an eternal pitch of darkness.

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All of the senshi, save Mamoru, made it to Alucard's dying body. The light disappeared and the aura along with it. They felt the ever-calm presence of a heavenly body, a familiar yet strange aura, which reminded them of a time in their pasts locked away in their hearts--those secret chambers tucked away and suppressed by their unconscious vigilance.

"The Moon Kingdom..." Usagi uttered, and with a quick glance in front of her she saw a pair of snow-white wings, smitten with harsh battle scars, which could only belong to an Eternal One.

"Huna? What was that, Usagi?" Makoto asked her princess and finally noticed the body of a perfect warrior standing beside Alucard. She gasped out loud and took a step back, she recognized him, knowing him only from reoccurring dreams of love and suffering, life and death. She held her breath for a minute allowing her mind to take everything one piece of information at a time.

"Who are you?" Asked Ami.

"More importantly, why are you along side this demon?" Haruka interrogated the angel.

"I cannot answer you questions, senshi." Gabriel replied, "but what I can tell you is that you need not worry about thy friend."

"Yo--yo--yo--you're him," Makoto stammered, "The one from my dreams...and that's what I though you were, a dream"

"I've seen you walking the halls of the Old Moon Kingdom," interjected Usagi, "who are you?"

And with a flicker from his battle-scar ridden wings, and a wink to them all, Gabriel disappeared, no less back to the great halls of the Heavenly Kingdom.

Setsuna had been silent the whole time pondering the words of the familiar host. She examined his manners, the way he carried himself, and the way he addressed them as if he knew each and every one of them--almost by name. She pondered deep his words 'you need not worry about thy friend'.

"Do you know what friend he was talking about?" Asked Setsuna, which made everyone look back at her with a puzzled look on their faces.

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Mamoru kneeled right along side Minako, slowly and painfully letting his arm hold his weight, and as he did he winced from it. And though he still suffered, for connected to the earth he was and still is, he knew that whatever had happened to Minako had been a far more intense than how he felt.

"Oh, God, Minako! No..." Mamoru put his fingers on her throat right above her gaping wound which stretched from one ear to the other. He cried at the thought of one of his warriors dead, and it was too little too late for him to do anything. He looked away from her face, from the deformity of her facial features, the horrendous look on her face, her eyes widen as far as they could go, the dried blood upon her neck and shirt. And there was nothing he could do for her--not anymore--that his powers were useless and for the first time in his life, he felt powerless.

And much to anyone's surprise, the dried blood, which had formed a crust on her shirt and skin, seemed to flow back into its vessel. The wound which had been inflicted by vampiric nails and strength came back and close as if it had never happened. Her heart at once jumped back to life as if a jolt of electricity had run through her body. Her torso gave way to a quick jerk and her lungs took in the precious air, filling them to its full capacity.

Mamoru took notice of the spasm and looked at her once again, and this time he took notice of the change, a once deformed corpse had regained its healthy composure. And at once he put his hand over her heart and felt a weak but steady beat.

"Usagi!"

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Minako opened her eyes, got up and looked around the room she was in. It was all empty, void of anything human, void of anything from earth. Just a big empty room, a hallway of some sort, and she found herself lost again. And as she got up to her feet, she heard Alucard calling her name. She started walking, covering her eyes as the brightness of the room began to sting her eyes.

"Alucard?" She called out. "Where are you?"

Her walking became a light jog, suddenly feeling cold coming from behind her--as if the clammy hands of death were right behind her, reaching for her.

"Alucard?" She questioned, then all of a sudden she turned around as she heard him on the opposite direction. But there was only darkness there now, though that was where his voice came from.

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Alucard started walking away from the light, the place where Hotaru had left him, and started walking towards the darkness, the shadows which seemed to pull him with a gravitational field stronger than any black hole sun. And it was the voice of Minako which compelled him to go in that direction. He heard her whispers, her clothing rustling underneath her. And even though he was quite dead, he could still hear with the powers of his vampiric blood. He walked on, his skin growing colder and his vision becoming useless, that until it was impossible for him to hear or see did he start to shout.

"Minako!" He yelled, his hands clinging to his arms and rubbing fiercely at his skin. And he begin to stumble from the cold and he felt the ground coming closer and closer, his fingers actually touching the floor, dragging and scrapping them. And though he felt weaker, he held his body upright and tried with all of his might not to collapse on the floor.

'Remember do not go to sleep, for if you do your soul will be sent to Hell, its rightful place, before you get to say good-bye to your beloved.'

Hotaru's words rang clearly in his head, and knowing just that, he gave himself a boost of energy, and held his stare in front of him. Even now, knowing that he was going to hell, he felt complete and happy, something void in his life ever since his birth.

"Mi--Minako..." he sighed and whispered, his eyes half closed and his smile becoming sadder and sadder.

"Alucard?" Responded Minako and turned around to see the damaged body of her halfling lover, his body shredded and bloody, and as she turned to see him, the whole room lit with the blinding white light. He winced a little and ran to her and fell into her arms, he buried his face on her bosom and cried there, as if it did not matter what he did around her anymore.

"Alucard." she said, bringing his face close to hers and brushed his hair back to uncover his face. He smiled at her, with tears in his eyes, and placed his hand on her cheek. She placed her lips on his and gave him a tender kiss, which locked them both in a delightful bliss.

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(Gothic: And end to the eight chapter, because I couldn't squeeze more of my creativity and I had to update soon with this and not ignore my fanfic!! Soon this story will end!! In one or two more chapters, so real soon! I hope you enjoy this chapter, and please, read and review!! I don't ask for much.)