1Chapter 7
"There have been reports of a small group of vampires going about a small town killing people without end. Three days ago, a unit of Hellsing was sent to kill the vampires, we have not heard word back from them. Were sending you to the village to silence the vampires and find out what happened to the unit that was dispatched." Integra continued. Seras wasn't really interested in the briefing; they were basically all the same, go in and silence any undead.
Nothing really caught her attention until after the briefing; there was no mention of David. Deciding not to ask the question she saluted and left the office to the armory where her cannon was.
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Alucard was looking up at the window that was part of David's room when the police girl approached. "Master, where is everyone else?" the police girl asked him.
Pulling his gaze away from the window he looked down at her and smiled, she had her ammo backpack on and her cannon in one hand, she looked ready to start a small war. "It's just us police girl, my master doesn't want to risk anymore men." Alucard responded.
"Oh, um, then how am I going to get to the town master?" Seras asked with a confused look on her face.
Chuckling Alucard reached over and grasped her arm. "This way..." Suddenly Alucard began to separate into a swarm of bats. As the transformation reached where his hand met Seras arm the transformation continued on. Seras screamed in surprise but it was cut short as he mouth became several bats. Soon and entire swarm was all that remained of the two vampires. In one motion the swarm flew towards the moon and to the town.
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David watched from his window the swarm of bats that made up Alucard and Seras Victoria leave and head for a mission that Integra had put them on. When the last bat was out of view he stepped back from the window.
Putting his coat on David checked all his weapons. Touching the window he felt a tingle of electricity go threw his body before he pulled it back. 'Electrified windows? They don't think much of me...'
Using his mind, he pushed the window open. Jumping threw David landed on the ground two stories below his window. Taking a running jump David easily cleared the fence without any trouble. Jumping onto the next building David landed easily on the roof. Soon he was jumping from rooftop to rooftop as he followed the swarm of bats.
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"Sir Integra, David has left the compound and is headed in the same direction as Miss Victoria and Alucard. Shall I have a team go after him?" Walter asked as he entered Sir Integra's office.
"No need Walter, he may be an abomination, but lets see if he will keep his word." Integra said. "Has he made any requests for weaponry?"
Clearing his throat, Walter chose his words carefully as tried to think up a to explain the newcomers request. "No weaponry per say, but rather... a spot on the forge floor. It seems that he prefers to create his own to using our standard weapons. Should I grant his request?"
"Yes, set up a way to watch how he makes his weaponry." Integra answered. "I want to know all of his secrets, find out how he does it, what are his methods are...everything."
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David kept the bats in his sights all the way to the next town. It was rather nice for him to run like this again. He had suppressed his true strength for so long. As he jumped and ran threw the roads and eventual country side his thoughts once again drifted into his past while his body remained in the present.
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"No, no, no Markus. Concentrate on speed and side blows. The weapon that you will wield can kill without dealing what man would consider a mortal blow. A simple slice of the arm or leg is all that is needed. Later you will learn the mortal blows that you can use with your staff." The ancient vampire said to the young dunpeal. The two were in a sparring ring, the young Markus held a steel staff in his hands as well as his combat master.
Markus was frustrated with the way this was going. He had met Master Berne several years ago and he still was being treated as a novice. He respected his master, but he wish that he would treat him seriously, and not waste time on this basic training, he wanted to be able to kill without resistance.
With his frustration reaching its peak he threw his weapon aside. "This is pointless. I know the strength and power of the weapon I will wield, why can't you teach me the advanced motions."
Sighing, Berne kneeled and picked up the discarded training staff. "Just as the tip of a tower is useless without its base, knowing the advanced methods of our art without mastery of the simplest of motions will be useless to you in combat and assassination. Markus, you are immortal, the concept of time and age are meaningless to you as it is too all undead. So why do you want to rush learning these deadly arts?"
Walking over to a table Markus poured him self a cup of cool water and drank. Once he finished the water he finally spoke. "I know master, its just, its just that I look out the window and see all this evil in the world, it sickens me that I'm a product of the very same evil. I want to go and put an end to all those that do wrong to others." Markus replied.
Walking over to Markus, Berne put a hand on the young dunpeals shoulder. "Markus, whatever your father and his court may have told you, a man, undead or mortal, is judged by the actions of his past, no one is born to good or evil." handing his apprentice his staff he walked back into the training circle. "Again..."
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Ten years later...
Markus walked silently in the cool night air of the forest. His cloak held lightly against his body concealing the array of weapons his master had taught him to use. He was eternally great full to his master for the teachings. It still surprised him to hear from the very same man that he considered unbeatable that he had surpassed him in strength and ability. Markus chuckled at the thought; he distinctly remembered that he could never beat Berne in any of the sparing matches that they had.
Stopping he listened to the night sounds. He heard nothing, no crickets and no night animals moving about, the night was perfectly silent. Suddenly several forms fell from the trees above Markus.
"Ah, fresh game, one of the locals foolish enough to travel the road at night no doubt, you will quench our thrust for the night." the lead vampire smirked. The other vampires laughed at their intended victim. The lead vampire drew a sword, another a dagger the other two bared their fangs and cracked their hands as they turned into claws. Markus stood there silently with his weapon in hand concealed under the cloaks folds. In unison, they pounced on there prey.
In a blink of an eye Markus brought his staff out into the open, flipping the switch on its side the two ends extended and revealed there serrated edges. Thrusting upwards he caught one of the vampires in the chest. The dust of the vampire's body showered Markus. Rolling to the side Markus avoided the remaining vampires landing where he stood a moment before. Quickly they jumped towards him again but this time they were enraged at the loss of their comrade.
With his free hand Markus summoned his vampire side and sent ripples of invisible force towards the advancing demons. Being thrown back the vampires landed in different places. One landed on the ground, another managed to land on his feet, the last one was impaled by a tree branch, his body struggling to remain alive before surrendering to its fate and turning to dust.
The vampire with the sword was shocked at how his other comrade was killed. "Dam, you're a dunpeal..."
Smiling at the fact that the remaining vampires realized what they were dealing with, Markus's fangs were revealed. Slowly they grew from human canines into full sized vampire fangs. Taking a star Markus threw it at the vampire that was pulling himself off he ground; the star hit him straight into the neck, blood gushing from the wound before he as well turned into dust.
The former leader of the group quickly turned and ran. Markus soon followed swiftly closing the distance. The vampire's fear radiated into the air as he looked back to see Markus almost upon him. Suddenly a star sliced off his leg sending him to the ground in a field he had entered. Turning onto his back he saw his former prey tower over him. Taking his sword he threw it at him.
The blade cut threw the fabric across Markus's shoulder revealing a strange mark. In the moon light the vampire instantly recognized it. "M-Markus...."
Smiling Markus shoved his staff into the open mouth of the vampire; the end bursting threw his skull as a puddle of mix and blood formed under the vampire's head. Putting his boot on the vampire's chest Markus pulled the staff from its head. Slowly the body turned to dust and blew away. Once again alone he looked at the blood that dripped off end of the serrated blade of his staff. Bringing it close to his face he could still smell the fear that the vampire had at facing his own end come from the blood.
Slowly his tongue came out of his mouth, he could hear his own heart beat in his ears ad he brought the blood soaked weapon to his mouth to taste the vampires blood. Slowly a drip of blood began to form and was about to land on his tongue. At the last moment Markus regained control and pulled the weapon away. Throwing the staff aside he collapsed to the ground. Bringing his hands to his face he began to sob. "Ill can never released from this thirst. I'M EVIL!!!"
Suddenly he felt the gentle touch of a woman's hands on his back as he continued to kneel. Looking up he saw a woman draped in soft white. Her face was soft and highlighted with soft blonde hair. "M-Mother?" Markus said threw his sobbing.
The blonde woman smiled softly as the title came to her ears. Kneeling down she embraced her son. "Your not evil my son, you stopped a great evil tonight that may have claimed another innocent if you hadn't removed It." hearing her clamming words Markus stopped sobbing and soon the shaking subsided.
"I-I enjoyed it mother, I enjoyed killing them, and how can I not be evil mother..."
"It will be alright Markus, remember what your master taught you and you will be fine." Markus felt a strange comforting warmth around him. When he looked up, she was gone. Standing up he retrieved his staff and returned it to its hidden place under his cloak. Looking up at the sky he saw storm clouds gather all around him. Pulling the hood of his cloak over his head he walked out of the field and continued on his way. As the rain began to pour down he knew everything would be alright, or so he hoped...