He found her leaning against her car as though she were waiting for him. He walked up to her slowly, not savoring the idea of having another bullet in his neck. She didn't seem to care about his being there at all, in fact she was ignoring him for god's sake. Didn't this woman have any manners what-so-ever?
"Well, glad to see that you're doing well," Arucard growled, trying to get Ckat's attention.
She glared over at him, still not wishing to speak with the undead man under any circumstances. He continued to glare back at the female daemon, still finding nothing readable in those eyes.
"Why do you fight me so?" he asked, half hoping that he might get an answer this time.
He soon found himself disappointed as she turned away from him and got into her car.
"Get in!" she snarled, revving the engine.
He walked around to the passenger side of the car to phase through the door and into the seat with his normal grin painted on his face.
"Don't look at me with that smile unless you want your face ripped off," she growled, sounding the most feral that he'd ever sounded in the time that he'd known the daemon.
She started the car and sped away from the area without saying another word to her companion.
Hours of driving passed silently, he didn't want to piss her off further and get another hole in his neck. She seemed to be thinking about something and didn't appear to be paying much attention to the road ahead of them. She swerved to avoid hitting a parked car for the fifth time that night before he chose to say anything again.
"Maybe I should drive for a little while?" he offered, holding onto and crushing the armrest.
She looked over at him and snarled, baring her own fangs at him. He lifted one of his hands, reaching for his own weapon as a warning to her. She looked back at the road with a scowl on her face, her ears protruding from the sides of her head and folded backwards, deepening the expression she wore now.
"I'll take that as a 'no' on that question," he said, sounding almost as though he were teasing her over the car she was so fond of.
She swerved again, this time deliberately, shaking the vampire around in his seat. He ripped the armrest nearly clean off its hinge while this was happening. Her reaction to the result was anything but positive. She reached inside her coat quickly and pulled out a throwing knife which she flung into his arm as if to try and pin his hand to the armrest in vengeance for the damage done to it. Arucard pulled the knife out of his hand and stabbed the seat next to her leg with a demented grin on his face. She looked over at him with this glint in her eyes that would have scared the bravest of humans. She grabbed the back of his neck and slammed his face into the dashboard. Ckat was to busy watching for what Arucard would do next that she didn't notice what was going on in the road. Arucard did, however, and forced her to turn her and to see for herself. She screamed and slammed on the brakes, stopping just in time to avoid hitting the blonde furred coyote that had darted out in front of them. Ckat sat there staring at the creature for a moment before giving a soft chortle with a grin on her lips.
"Well, if it isn't Nicola's pup," she chuckled, honking her horn softly to get the chuckled to herself.
"Who?" Arucard asked, fixing his nose again.
"One of the chair members at a company I know of. Nothing to worry about, though. We'd best get a move on to our destination. If Eagle said that she wanted us to leave in three days, odds are that she meant for us to be there in three days. That's how things have been lately. We've been having all sorts of security leaks over the past few months. We just can't figure out where it is coming from though," she murmured, more to herself then to Arucard, "And I don't want to hear about kill everyone 'till we find out where', you got me?" she snarled, the fact that Arucard could hear everything she had said having already sunk into her head.
"However you American's do things is your business," he grumbled, pulling his hat down over his eyes.
Ckat growled once again, punching her foot down on the accelerator and sending Arucard for another jolt back into reality. Deciding not to start another such fight, he simply glared over at her before pulling his hat back down and dosing off.
They pulled over to the side of the road somewhere in the middle of nowhere and parked the car. Ckat then thrust the road map she had into Arucard's hands while giving him the evilest glare she could muster.
"What do you want me to do with this?" he asked, sounding more then a little annoyed at the feline at the moment.
"I told you were we're going, see if we're close to getting there!" Ckat snarled at her companion, putting the car back into gear and started them back on the road.
Arucard sat there turning the map over and over, seeming to be trying to find where they were.
"Don't tell me you can't read a map!" Ckat snapped, slamming on the brakes again.
"It's never been one of my top skills, alright?" Arucard snarled back, shoving the giant piece of paper back into Ckat's arms and pulling his hat back down over his face.
"You could have told me you moron!" she screamed at him, standing up as best she could and ripping his hat off his head so he'd look at her for once.
"I just did, you sluty bitch!" he snarled, only turning his head slightly to look in her.
"What did you just call me?" she snapped.
"You heard me, whore!" he yelled, turning to fully face her.
"Excuse me? Lap dog!" she shot back, almost loosing her balance for a moment.
"Tramp!"
"Fag!"
"Why did you just call me a cigarette?" he asked, looking at her rather oddly.
"A what?" she asked, sound and looking very confused with her feline ears showing themselves once again, "Oh, that's right, you're from jolly old England. Things mean different stuff over on that side of the pond now don't they?" she asked, sounding even more condescending then ever before.
"Actually, I'm from country now known as Romania today, I've been stuck in Britain for the past hundred years in the service of the Hellsing family, not that I've enjoyed any of it," he finished with a grumble that even Ckat had to strain to hear.
"Well, I wouldn't expect that you would have," she said before realizing something, "Wait a minute! Did you say that you were from Romania?!"
"Yes, I was a prince in my day though I doubt that you've heard of me," he said matter-of-factly.
"Vlad Tepes," she stammered out.
"Yes, how would you know that? I didn't hold my throne for very long at all."
"The very Vlad the Impailer!" she nearly screamed as he gave her a curious look.
"That old nickname of mine is still hanging around is it?" he asked, looking at her oddly.
"You're in the fucking history books for God's sake! You're one of the most famous warlords to ever exist! And you're wondering how the hell I've heard of you!?!" she screamed, nearly falling over again, "But that doesn't change anything, you realize that. You're still a complete ass-hole and if you try anything I swear I'll shoot you through the crotch, you got that?" she snarled, her hand reaching for her gun to make a point about what had been said.
"Yes, ma'am," he quipped, sounding more sarcastic then he had ever before.
Ckat had to force herself not to shoot the pesky vampire and just drive the car without wrecking it and getting them to their destination.
There you go folks another chapter down the hatch. Hope you enjoyed it! Until next time, read and review Nyo!