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There he laid, in this humid room. His body did not move, not even an inch. His eyes now opened, awakening from that horrid nightmare. His pupil which dipped into the color of red remained small, only glaring at the wall. Then the sound of footsteps could be heard, echoing from the halls. His body refused to move, but his mind begged it to turn and face the unknown being which lurked into his chambers. The echoing stopped, there the being stood, gazing down upon his curled torso, "Ioan?" The voice called in the most sweetest voice, that no angel in this hell would ever match its beauty. He knew who this being now was and shook, holding himself, "Oh dear, Ioan!" It cried and kneeled, showing it was a young lady. Her hair was that of pure yellow and swayed down to her hip region. Her green eyes flashed with sorrow and fright at the sight of the male vampire. He only stared up upon her beauty as she wrapped her gentle arms around his shaking body, "Ioan." She whispered and held him close to her body, cradling him as if he was a mere child. His eyes closed and grasped her shoulder with his pale hand, "My angel." He managed in a soft whisper.
This young female stared down upon him and smiled seeing he had responded, "Yes, your angel." She calmly said and tried with all her might to force his body upward, "Come now, let me place you into your coffin." She whispered. Ioan tried as well to push up his weight and swing it up into his small home. He now laid there, his body causing a dent into the silky red sheets below, "Lady.." He gasped her name, trying to show her no worries, "Why have you come here?" He asked her with his weak voice. Placing her fingertips upon his face, she pushed away his thick hair and let a smile dance along her lips, "Oh Ioan, you know very well I must see you everyday." She calmly stated, "I love seeing you and I know you love seeing me."
Though, he had rarely confessed he truly did love her, he only let out a mere chuckle, which was meek and small, "Very true, very true indeed." He agreed with her. Then he asked of her, "I suppose, he, the butler allowed you down here, I am not correct?" He placed his hands before his stomach and closed his sore red eyes, "Oh yes of course." She began to press her small fingertips along his sweaty forehead, "He is such a doll." She commented, "He is ever so kind and allow me to visit you anytime I wish." She then went silent, noticing her had fallen asleep to her soft words. Not helping herself, her smile grew much larger upon her lips and she leaned herself down, pecking a sweet kiss upon his forehead, "Goodnight." She whispered and pulled away, "I return to you tomorrow." Her eyes grew with slight sorrow. How he rested, he seemed as if he was ready for his death bed. At the sight of this, a chill ran down her back, but forcing herself away, she faded into the hallway, heading home to her Father and Mother.
That night
The young female known as Lady, in which had much love for the vampire, traveled along side her Scottish father, "Father?" She questioned him. She was somewhat pleased with herself that she did not pick up his deep accent, "Is it wrong to love?" The father, who was known as the great priest who fought against the black beast of Hellsing, Alexander, gazed upon her, "No." He simply said, "What ye askin' tae question for?" He asked in a low murmured voice, both his eyebrows raised high above his eyes. Her eyes looked down some, eyeing the titles of the fine made church, "Just a question Father." She almost whispered, causing him to wonder about that question of hers. Placing his gloved finger, he pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose, "There be somethin' wrong?" "No! Of course not Father." She smiled up at him, pushing her head upward. Her eyes shimmered the finest of green, "I must go visit Mother now Father." She leaned up to his height, well as much as she could and gave a sweet kiss to his stubbed cheek, then rushed off out of the church. He smiled at her kiss, and let out a long deep sigh, "Hn, God be with ye." He grumbled and turned back, heading down towards the main table in the front. His long jacket swaying behind him, and knelt down, beginning to pray.
"She is such the looker." A voice rang through the church soon after the young female left. The priest's eyes went wide, he knew that voice, that voice of bitter hell. His eyes swirled with much hatred and he canceled out his praying, "Black Magician has returned." He rose from his kneeling position and swung around to face what creature lurked behind him. Indeed the priest was very correct, there stood the man in which caused this priest nothing but hell. His sick grin upon his large lips and his face covered by his large rimmed, "You always have the greatest of welcomes." He cooed, then let out a small cackle of amusement, "Do you not see it in her eyes, Judas priest!" He uncrossed his arms as he ran his long snake like tongue along his lips, "She is in love with my son, but you being too blinded by your faith is god, you refused to take this subject into your own hands."
His green eyes continued to shake, gritting and grinding his teeth, "Ye shutch your mouth!" He cried at the vampire and swung out his large blades into his hands, "Me daughter would neva love ye beastly spawn." He hissed deeply and drool began to form along his lips. The great vampire grinned even more at this, "I am not here to fight you, priest. Just to warn you, whatever happens to your little sweetheart of a daughter, will be your own fault for allowing her to run open arms to my son." With that, the vampire, Alucard stepped back into the shadows, fading from the priest's sight and from the area.
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Done Chapter 3, I am sorry I have been taking so long. Been covered in art requests and been babysitting. Gah, I sweat chapter 4 will come much quicker. I am still working on my skills of Alexander talking, so…yeah. X.x
