Nothing to say really. Though if anyone knows vampire lore could they please contact me, i need a little help , as i am unsure about mystery character. e-mail is on my profile. Sorry it wont let me write it here for some reason.
short chapter i'm afraid, as i need more time to do the relevant research. Don't kill me Lain.
This computer has no spellcheck. Sorry all, if spelling is poor as a result.
Chapter 14. Assassin's Bible; The situation must always be under the control of the assassin. Nothing must happen, that has not been expected or foreseen.
Kirika sighed under her breath as she watched Mireille and the captain square off with one another. Mireille's face was red with anger, her fists clenched at her side and her moth set in a snarl. but Kirika could see the sweat on her brow, could hear the hitch in her breathing. All the small signs which told Kirika that Mireille's injury still pained her. Pip on the other hand, was fresh from sleep and ready to argue. And without a doubt he was doign it well. Kirika had to admit, the captain did have a point.
This latest sparing match had exploded because of a delivery this morning, whilst everyone slept. It was a crate, full of their weapons and ammo that they had brought from England. How Breffort had got his hands on them Kirika didn't know, though she like her partner suspected that breffort had been behind their prompt stop in Münster. Of course the captain had been pleased about that, but somewhat put out by the fact that said munitions had arrived at their door, despite the fact that this was supposed to be a covert mission. He was furious that Mireille and Kirika had been making deals with people behind his back, and without his knowledge. Kirika did understand where he was coming from, but Mireille exploded at this challenge to her authority. Even though, on this mission she had none.
"We are free to do what we wish!" Mireille screamed at him, fixing her deadly glare on him, he ignored it.
"Not when you are placing our mission in jeopardy! And the lives of my men!" He countered angrily, Mireille was having none of it.
"We knew what we were doing, you lot were in no danger! God damned idiot can't you see that!"
"What i can see is that you have given away our location to some bloody orgainisation that has no reason to help us! What if they decide we're better to them dead! We have no where else to go!"
"THEY WON'T!" Mireille screamed in fury, her hands clenching as if they wanted to be around the man's neck. Kirika let out another sigh, she hated when Mireille got into fights with people. Possibly the blonde's only flaw, apart from her shopping fetish, was her temper and the explosive results when she was crossed. The rest of the wild geese were sitting on the outskirts like Kirika, amusedly watching what was sure to turn into a fight sooner or later.
"What is this racket!" A tired voice cried out angrily from the back of the room. Everyone turned to see a tired Seras rubbing sleep from her eyes and yawning widely. She was dressed in a lilac sleeping gown, and was seemingly oblivious to the stares she was getting from the men.
"Seras," Pip commented lightly, "It's three in the afternoon, you should still be asleep." The short blonde's eyes narrowed dangerously.
"I am well aware of that captain. Now, do you have any idea why i find that i am unable to sleep?" Her voice was dangerously low. "Could it be?" She continued when no one spoke, "That i can't sleep because two people are screaming bloody murder at one another right above my head. Literally speaking, loud enough to wake the dead, and trust me you two. The dead do not like to be woken..." She let it trail off, as her eyes bored into both Pip and Mireille. "Understood?" She asked with a fangy smile, they both nodded. "Good, where's Alucard?" She asked afterwards. Pip spoke up.
"He went out earlier, said something about finding someone." Seras nodded.
"He went out in daylight?" Mireille asked in a confused voice. Kirika was just as confused as her.
"He's old and powerful enough not to have to fear the sun." Seras exclaimed with a weak sigh, indicating that she would very much love to be able to do the same. Kirika had never thought about that, never realised the sacrifice Seras had made to become a vampire. Not that it mattered to her. Mireille's eyes held pity in them, that was something Kirika loved about her, the fact that she could by sympathetic to all. Kirika had lost that ability. The only ones she now cared about were Mireille and herself. She wondered if she would ever be able to feel for another human...
Alucard walked agitatedly down the streets of Münster. It was not the stares of the humans aroudn him that made him nervous. No, not nervous... confused, a sense of foreboding. Something was coming, and for possibly the first time in his unlife he had no idea what it was. That ... worried him. What or who, had it been last night who had invaded their territory so brazenly. And how had he got so close to Alucard without him noticing earlier. Alucard was not being arrogant, he knew he was one of the best, as such he could easily rule out the possibility of it being some FREAK. No, this was an original, a true blood. But if so, who?
Not a child. defenitely not, the presence had been old. A feeling of a time long past had assaulted Alucard's senses when he felt the intruder, a time that perhaps Alucard had seen too. Though possibly under another name...
"Damned sun." He growled, angling his wide hat to cover more of his face in shadows. Normally he would not have considered coming out into the sunlight, it was uncomfortably warm, and the sunlight was bright in his eyes. But he had found himself unable to sleep, and he didn't want his worries passing over to Seras through their link. This was his problem, and he would solve it alone.
It wanted something. He thought to himself, Why else would it have entered the house. It was after something... but what? ... or who? Not a quick meal, any vampire would have been able to sense Alucard's influence over the house, marking it as his terriotory. And after feeling his power eminating from the basement they would ahve scurried away to find an easier meal.
Vengeance? It was possible. Alucard had made a lot of enemies over his centuries of unlife, and even a few during his twenty odd years of life. But how many vampire enemies had he made, that eh had left alive to tell the tale? Not many, of that he was sure. But the years of serving Hellsing had perhaps made him an enemy to the vampires as a race. Perhaps this was an attempt to stop the Hellsing's special agent, before he could take more lives.
Maybe, but it was more lieky to be personal vengeance. Vampires did not have a community as a whole, and no council to order such a sanction. probably just some damn man i insulted some hundred years ago. He thought distastefully.
Still one of the best ways to take vengeance on a vampire was to hunt his brood to extinction. The nearest Alucard had, was Seras... But he'd be damned if they thought they were getting to her. Such an action would be suicide on the grandest scale. If they so much as touched her he would hunt them to the ends of the earth and rip their beating hearts from their chests. he would not allow some damned fool to touch his fledgling.
Why do i care? She's just my undead child. I could have hundreds of them. He shook his head to quiet the argumentative voice in his head, No, she was more than just his child, she was better than those who had come before her. She would be an undead queen someday. A true terror of the night!
But right now, he had to hunt down this bastard before he couldharm her.
No one saw the vampire vanish into a shadow, their weak willed minds saw only what they wanted to see.
High on the roof of a building nearby a dark shadow looked down on the flow of humans through the street, his mind elsewhere.
"So. Lord Dracul himself. Stealing her from under his nose will be more difficult that anticipated." His mind asked him if it was worth it. After all they're were women everywhere in the world. Hell, half the world was female. But to run his hands through her golden hair, to touch her silk smooth skin. To taste of her blood as he made her his...
"My love... I will come for you, and you shall be mine." He would be patient, and wait for the right moment to strike, snatching her away and killing any who would interfere, without a doubt she was dangerous, but he was an elder vampire. She would be no match for him, even if she filled him with silver.
He could hardly wait. She was so beautiful, and all that stood in his way was Dracul, the dragon himself. But Dracul would not always be there to protect her, and the humans could never stop him.
Shadow formed around the vampire as he melted through the ceiling of the building and vanished, his mind awash with images of what he would do to her when he had her.
That's it i'm afraid. This is a filler, so i can have an extra week to figure out who that git is. I mean, i have a good idea, and i know who i intended it to be. But i need to do research to see if what i originally thought to be true, is true. People who know stuff about vampires, and if you've read dracula by bram Stoker, e-mail me, it would be very helpful!