Chapter 23:
Wilhemina looked from Alucard to this priest, completely confused by it. She shrugged her shoulders and rested her head on the bar ledge, she knew better than to ask questions before a vampire fight.
Priest and Alucard glared at each other, seizing up the other as an enemy. In a rush, Anderson flicked out his blessed blades and crossed them, one over the other. It was like he was trying to make the cross with his swords, and on his gloves were now shown 'Speak with dead' while the other read 'Jesus is in heaven.'
Alucard grinned and got up. He pulled out his black Jackel, but not his gray Capucill, as it was not as effective a weapon. At this point, Lawret walks in with the two glasses of blood, A+ type as he knew that vampires enjoyed this the most. Lawret glanced at Alucard, while placing the cups on the bar, and the other one who he did not know.
"Alucard-san, I do not wish to clean up any blood here. If you are to fight, do so outside, but if you refuse to do so…" He trailed and from under the bar pulled out a double barrow shot gun. Lawret continued, pointing it at the two of them, mainly the priest, "I shall be forced to take immediate actions."
Alucard cackled in amusement. "So, this dog has some old tricks to. Hmm…you are not so different from your cousin." Alucard grinned and than turned to Alexander, "Priest, you think that you could not attack me for two seconds as we take this outside?" Alucard put his gun back into his coat to show that he meant it.
Alexander, droped his blades so that they hung limp from his sides, replied angrily. "I do not take orders from a monster!" He said, and bit down in frustration. He held the handle of his blades hard, ready to attack. "In the name of God, impure souls of the living dead shall be banished into eternal damnation. Amen!" He said calmly, but in the next motion, flicked out his blades and rushed towards Alucard, who only grinned in response.
Alexander's blades attacked right and left, but Alucard being lean, only had to move an inch or two to avoid being hit by one. When Alexander attacked, his blessed blade thrust outward, and tried to run it through Alucard's stomach; he had to move. Alucard moved sharply to the left, and ducked under the other blade that Alexander thrust with his other hand. Alucard was moving steadily towards the door, and Lawret held a face that could kill.
Wilhemina was sitting at the bar still, sipping her drink as if one would coffee. She watched the fight out of the corner of her eye, and was in awe with the sheer speed of Alucard, as he was tall, she did not think he could move that fast.
Lawret, with the shot gun still in hand, was waiting for a moment to strike. He watched, and waited, patiently; like a stalker would do to prey. Then, a flicker of Alexander's blade, he saw an opening of attack and did not waste any time to do so. He aimed his shot a little higher, and pulled the trigger, making sure not to hit Wilhemina who sat to the right side of him.
The shot was fast and sure. It scrapped the side of Alexander and hit his blade, leaving a small dent in the process. Alexander looked up, Alucard grinned, and Wilhemina was just a little startled at the sudden noise. Cocking his shot gun, he pointed it at them again. "I said I wanted no blood shed here, sir. I do not mind taking action, it is in my nature to do so, but do not make me do so again. I can kill easily enough if need to."
Alexander laughed and turned to the bar tender. "Aye. You may kill, but that will not gain your entrance to the kingdom of heaven. You have to repent your sins of death, and only then may you begin to be forgiven."
Lawret half smiled and still held out his gun. "Well than, sir, it is already too late for me. Your blood on my hands would not hinder my spirit any more than it is, if it is true that the kingdom of heaven waits."
Alucard found this amusing; he could see the anger in the priest rising with every new second. Alexander spoke, trying to be calm about it. "Be damned then, like this unholy monster behind me, but you shall not wear my holy blood. Your bullets have no effect on regenerators." With that statement, Lawret gasped a little and Wilhemina turned around in her chair. She had heard of regenerators, but never saw or met one. He looks just like a normal human would. Hmm…I wonder how the Vatican managed to pull that one off, some body has been using high teck biochemistry. She thought, and mused at the idea of a religious group doing something so ridiculous.
Alucard found this all very amusing, but really just wanted to fight Alexander and get it over with. His sort of amusement only lasted for so long, as he was only a weak pathetic excuse for a priest, in his mind.
"Lawret, manned her for a moment. This fight shall not take long." Alucard said in full confidence as he placed his hand on Alexander's shoulder, but before he could do anything, Alucard disappeared with him, only to reappear just outside in the street. Alexander whipped around, with his blessed blades in hand, and thrust upwards at Alucard, who now blocked with the hull of his Jackal and laughed doing so.
"Still trying to play unfairly, priest?" He asked laughingly as he pushed his gun and Alexander farther from himself.
"There is no fair and unfair, monster. There is only God and the damned. I shall banish you, amen!" He proclaimed as he started to rush towards Alucard again, this time, his chains of funda, or those blessed papers, emanated from his body. His swords were still thrust out, but now his funda tried to bind Alucard. Alucard countered the blades with his gun again, and pulled out his other gun to counter the other blade. The funda, on the other hand, caught hold of Alucard's wrists, and made him drop one of his guns. The funda spread him out, binding hands and feet, posing him as if strung up on a cross.
Alexander cackled, "Is that too much for you, monster?" He grinned and was about to run his blade right through Alucard, but Alucard's black hair extended out and blocked the attack. It than lifted the blades out of Alexander's hand, who yelled in furry as he scrambled for more blades.
Alucard grinned, "It is never too much for me, priest." He glared at him. Alexander fumed and stood back, opening up his coat, a dozen or more blessed blades came screaming out at Alucard. Alucard seemed to be outlined in darkness and with a flick of his hair, was released from the funda. The funda fell to the floor, and the blades made contact with Alucard. Alexander grinned as he saw his blades slice into Alucard's body; legs, arms, chest, nothing was left untouched except the head.
Alucard bared down his teeth a little from the pain and just when Alexander was rushing at him again with more blades, he simply took one of the blades from his own chest and extended it onto Alexander, who did not expect that at all. Alucard grinned as Alexander stared at the new blessed blade placed into his own chest, no blood came from the wound, but it did not exactly look good to see a piece of metal jammed through your own chest.
"That was a low blow, monster." Alexander said bluntly, as he attempted to remove the sword.
Alucard grinned and replied, "Hmm…and I thought you said that there was no fair and unfair." He said, knowing that he was royally angering Alexander.
"Aye, monster, but that was a new low." Alexander said, as he finally managed to remove his own blade and wondered how badly it hurt Alucard when he was stuck with them. Alexander, picking up another blade easily enough, went after Alucard again, who now had his guns out. Alexander, doing something unexpected, leaped up into the air right before he would have made contact with Alucard. He poised his blades down, and came down right on top of Alucard.
Alucard laughed and extended his hair upwards to counter attack the quickly descending Alexander, who was swiping at the hair, trying to cut it off. Alexander dug into Alucard's hair, and ended up getting tangled up into it, but with the last of his strength, he threw one of his blessed blades into Alucard's head. Knocking Alucard's hat off, it ran from the middle top of his skull down into his throat, but not out the other side. Thankfully, Alucard does not need to breathe air, or he would have died just based on that.
Alucard chocked a little, not used to a searing blade down his throat and dropped Alexander.
"Aye, so the monster does have a weak spot." Exclaimed Alexander, he fell to the floor, his arms and legs badly hurt, but still moveable.
O_O…sorry, homework really starting to delay my typing time or I would have gotten done with this one a lot sooner. Oh well, here it is anyways, and who knows the outcome of the battle…even I don't…-__-…see you in the next chapter^^