First of all I had to seriously edit, this because FF messed it up, hopefully, this time it works...
Disclaimer: I don't own Kenshin, Hellsing, and Vamprire Hunter D (I make a small mention of him here)
mystery child
Alucard felt the summoning of dark power around the silencer and watched amusedly as the Silencer's own familiars came out existence. However, he was unprepared for the monstrosity, and the giganticness of what the silencer had really called. Rippling black scales, large enormous body proportions, dazzling white canines, and the silencer's insignia upon there foreheads. Alucard's many eyes opened in wonder and shock.
He swore in Romanian.
The Silencer had called his basilisks.
Immediately he shut his eyes before the snakes opened them. He knew that he could only rely on his powers now. The silencer smiled evilly, knowing that now he could easily bring down Alucard. It was all a matter of how…
The basilisks opened their dark wined topaz eyes, searching and feeling out for the prey around them, knowing that they sensed a fresh kill.
Alucard swore again, this time he began releasing another restriction level.
"Releasing restriction level A, ranking class; will not end until target is silenced."
The silencer called back the basilisks around him, and he began to stroke each of them while Alucard's power converged and formed something that could match the size of the basilisks.
Integra's brow slowly rose into the air. The air suddenly came alive with dark power and it seemed she wasn't the only one who had sensed it. Getting up she slowly made her way to Relena who looked suddenly stern. She was silently talking with one of the gorgeous waiters who had suddenly looked dangerously angry.
"What is going on?" She sidled up beside them, intruding into their conversation.
The waiter glanced over at her and clenched his fist.
"Your servant has caused her to call them." His voice pointed the finger at Integra.
"What in the bloody hell are you talking about?" She asked incredulously.
Relena sighed and passed a somewhat dark look to the waiter, and the waiter replied harshly.
"Your servant has forced my leader to call upon the basilisks. That is why you feel the surge of dark power."
Integra stepped back, stunned into silence about what she had just heard. But snapping back into her usual self she grounded out in her annoyance.
"Who started that fight in the first place?"
The waiter's eyes seemed to blank out for a moment before answering back coldly.
"Your servant did. He went after the higher ranking subordinates, and our leader does not tolerate harassment easily. I suggest you call off your servant, or things might just get worse."
Integra tried and found she could not reach Alucard; it was like there was a barrier preventing her from reaching him.
"I can't reach him." She snapped back, her eyes narrowing.
Relena shook her head. "This does not bode well. Will the other guests be able to feel the dark power Eden?"
Eden, the waiter, turned his dark gaze from off of Integra and turned to Relena, his gaze softening. "No, not here, but others will."
"Damn it. That's what I don't want." Relena swore angrily. "Eden, can you connect to the Silencer?"
"Yes." Eden nodded.
"Do you think that you can use your powers in order to reach Alucard?" Relena looked over at him, her eyes hopeful. Eden reluctantly nodded, taking Integra's hand within his and leading them off into the kitchen. The guests looked on curiously, and some people had envy burning deep within their eyes. Eden and Integra ignored the glares and Eden handed his tray in while walking out of the kitchen and into the hallway. Standing near the window, he grasped her hands.
"Call him." Eden commanded.
Integra glared darkly at him, but did as he wished. As she called him she felt power being infused into her, she realized it was Eden. Reaching her servant's mind, she put on a cold fury and called out angrily.
Alucard.
Alucard jerked slightly, as if he had been slapped. What do you wish my master? At the moment I am quite busy… at the last part of his sentence, Alucard sounded annoyed.
Call off the fight, now.
Why Master, I haven't had a good time in such a long time. Integra could see him smirking gleefully at the moment.
Call it off now Alucard. Both yours and the Silencer's powers are too great. Every vampire in bloody England can probably feel your presences at the moment! Integra grew more annoyed now. Alucard had finished creating his hell hounds and they stood waiting for his attack. Alucard let his powers just slightly outside the bubble surrounding them and realized that what Integra had said was true. His and the Silencer's powers had mixed and created powerful dark waves of energy.
Hmph. Was his only reply as he released his powers; they slowly began to diffuse from around him. Aria was soon informed of what was going on and she disappeared into the night, as well as her basilisks. Sol and Markus stood up and brushed their dark clothes off; they also disappeared into the shadows. Only Alucard was left alone with the cooling wind and soon enough, when he had enough of pondering he walked away heading towards the mansion.
Five hours later, the party for Sir Integra's return had ended. Now it was time for cleanup duty. Walter had already sent Integra and Relena to their rooms and he knew that Seras and Alucard were most likely in their coffins by this hour. Coming back to the ballroom, he was surprised to see the Silencer in the middle of things, sorting out everything and the waiters and waitresses…
"They have wings…" He was at a loss of words. Aria saw him amongst the crowd, staring awe struck at her half angels. Walking up to him, she whispered into his ear.
"Awe inspiring aren't they?"
Walter was too busy watching them, not noticing that the Silencer's voice was not male at the moment.
"Offspring of angel and man, they are the most beautiful creatures upon his earth."
"I would not doubt it for a second, you know all of them?"
"Yes, most of them I found alone on the streets and gave them food, comfort, education and a chance to grow in a world that did not accept them. In return I gained their trust, friendship, and they have become my comrades – in – arms."
"Perhaps I will be able to know them as well as you." Walter said sincerely, still not noticing the Silencer's change in voice.
"Well then, let me introduce you, since we are almost finished cleaning up around here." Walking back into the middle of the fray, she expertly ordered everyone around, but this time she used her male voice, as Walter watched over her admiring her leadership skills. When everything had been placed back in order, she called one of them. "Adonis, could you call Eden and the rest of them please? Someone would like to meet them."
"As you wish." Adonis nodded slightly, and her pearl orbs turned glassy for a moment. They suddenly cleared to their perfection once again as she blinked. "They are coming."
Soon enough, twelve angels, not including Adonis walked up to Aria and Walter, their faces openly curious to why she had called them here. Then they all saw Walter. Eden inwardly groaned, while another angel, Michelangela ran a hand through her amethyst hair. They all stared darkly at Aria while she opened her mind to their incessant probing and she explained that he wanted to meet them.
"Well, I could not help but oblige you Walter, I'm afraid I have to leave. Excuse me. Have fun!" She called out in her masculine voice. Outside the door, however, she waited until she heard the sounds of heated debate among them.
"Well, don't you think it is reasonable to believe that—" she heard Walter say.
"I think not!" She heard Revelation, he sounded quite sure of himself. Grinning like a contented cat, she made her way to the roof.
Not so far away, a figure leaned on a lamppost light, as if they were waiting for someone. Dressed casually, with a fedora placed lightly on their head the figure made no attempts to move, accept to raise its head.
A breeze teased silky silver tinted locks, and sent them away from a strong jaw lined face. A well used and calloused hand brushed its fingers through it, and icy blue eyes narrowed darkly.
"Her powers have grown once again. It is time."
With a flurry of silent wings, the figure under the lamppost disappeared, leaving a small memento of it being there. A lone white feather hummed and sang with power, but soon even that disappeared under a passing breeze.
Aria was highly, and most defiantly amused how many people had been brought together under one roof. It was amazing how many things could happen in one night, and how many people could be so amusing to watch. However, a dark shape beside her brought her out of her amused state.
"Who are you?" It was a cold question, meant to be answered immediately, but Aria only laughed. Seras was not amused.
"And why would a child of the night need to know about another? When has jealousy come between a familiar race?"
Seras snorted before giving her answer. "Of course, the vampire kingdom is not ruled by efficient bloodshed, the same way that you cannot be a full vampire." Seras bared her fangs in a toothy smile, revealing her own pearly whites to Aria. Instead of becoming angry at the insults, she regarded Seras thoughtfully before replying.
"Well there are more ways than one to rule, and definitely more than one way to become a true child of the night. You must be able to find the means and the ways then the path can become much more... simpler shall I say. Alucard's means are not my ways." The Silencer grinned at Seras, causing Seras to wonder what the Silencer truly knew. Seras wished that she were powerful enough to try to read the Silencer's mind, but she would probably get nothing from it. The Silencer would have begun that process already. Her silent lips were poised to cry out for her Master, but he would most likely scorn her for her stupidity, and wonder why she could not do it on her own. She changed her mind about that thought.
"What, did my answer stun you so much that you have lapsed into a silence?"
Seras turned her full glance upon the silencer. "No. That would be bloody idiotic of me because I still have no idea of who you really are, you can probably kick my master's ass in a duel, and I do not truly believe people when they say that they are different from what they truly are." She retorted her fists clenched. Aria laughed throatily, her manly voice still evident.
"And of course dear Seras you wish to know what I truly am don't you?" A muted silence was all Aria got but she accepted that as her answer. "Well then, let me give you the same riddle that I gave Sir Integra: I am an abomination, made from the unholy union of two that should have never been. But yet, I live. I live in this world with the races of two different people, two different races within my veins. One of light and life; the other of darkness and death."
Seras growled. "I hate bloody riddles."
Aria laughed once again, and began sinking into the roof below her. "That is my hint to you. Good night little fledging." Before Seras could reply, the silencer had disappeared into the roof and had most likely gone to his coffin. Sighing irritability, she closed her eyes and imagined herself in her coffin as well. She then felt herself disappearing into the portal below her and she landed ungracefully into her coffin.
"Damn bloody vampric powers." Was all she said before she let the cover of her coffin down.
Paladin Alexander Anderson was itching to get back out into the battlefield. There were souls to save and vampires to send to hell. Especially Peter Pan and his little Tinkerbell. Those had been the only two he had not been able to kill yet, and it seemed that he would get another chance to do so. As well as the thought of killing them there seemed to be another in their midst. The more the merrier Anderson thought joyfully, another soul that would be sent into the arms of Lucifer. Anderson picked up the file again reading all about this shadowy person because frankly there was hardly anything on the 'thing', as he was termed; named the Silencer. There was no last name, no first, and there was not even a surety that the Silencer was even a vampire. Anderson sighed; discontented with the scraps of information he had been given. Getting up out of the wooden chair he decided that some prayer would do him well. He pulled off his worn shirt and pants he slipped into a priestly robe. Placing the file down on the table, he stepped out of his 'modest' and sparsely decorated room. He closed the door firmly behind him and began his brisk and silent walk to the chapel. He did not see any one up at this hour and he did not expect to either. Most stayed in their rooms at this hour, and if anything needed to be done, it was done in the safety of their rooms or they could wait until morning unless their bowels called them. Anderson opened the front door, the hinges creaked however and Anderson let out a slight wince at the sound. He hoped that he did not wake any one, and slipped outside shutting the door firmly behind him. Suddenly he remembered that he had forgotten to bring his key. Checking himself again, he found the key hanging between the folds of the cloth, within a key loop. Anderson locked the door. Even though they were in Rome, and belonged to a Catholic Haven, there still were risks. Not every one was liked these days. Breathing in the cool, crisp air Anderson took a glance at the moon, seeing her in her golden jubilee as she ascended into the sky. Anderson wondered for a moment what it must feel like to be sitting with the clouds and looking down upon the earth... and then crossed himself.
'Stop thinking of blasphemous things Alexander, you are not God.'
He then found that his body had led him to the church while his mind had wandered off.
"The spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak—" were his words as he entered the church. At this hour of the night, most churches were in fact closed, but this church allowed its parish and any other believers of the faith a haven of prayer and worship unto the creator. As if the spirit of heaven was in the church, Anderson became immediately relaxed and he felt lighter as if he had already lost his burdens. Keeping to himself, he secluded himself in one of the pews, pulling the kneeling bench down, he bowed his head and his prayer lost in a murmur. An hour later, Anderson found himself getting up, feeling the ache in his body for being kept in one place for so long. Used to ignoring his body, the Paladin made his way home, pausing to only bless a passerby as they trudged home. His glassed gleamed madly as he stepped back into the building and he grinned suddenly, realizing that his mission would commence tomorrow and he could not wait to slice up that Alucard and his fledging, it was only a matter of time, and patience. He grinned manically, and almost wanted to laugh but that would surely wake the sisters and others around him and that is what he did not want. He made his way back into his room.
Kaoru watched her husband amusedly while he paced the room beside her, waiting to see if his sister would come tonight. Kaoru sighed again, wondering when she would come as well, she always seemed to know how to calm her dear lover and husband when ever he was worried, and it seemed that now he was. Kaoru was beginning to become more noticeable now, and it seemed to him that she was much larger than she should be. Kaoru rubbed her stomach fondly, and lay down to get comfortable on her mat. It would be a long night for Kenshin, but not for her, she wanted sleep, and that was what she was going to get, even if Kenshin did not. Kenshin walked outside the room, pacing it another time. It had been three weeks since her last visit and he was beginning to get worried. Usually she was on time for such occasions but she was not this time. Kenshin sat down, and heard the soft breathing of Kaoru; he knew that she was asleep. Kenshin sighed, and as soon as the breath left his lips, he saw his sister converge and form in front of him. She was dressed in a white robe, and glowing silver wings expanded from her back, terming her as a heavenly being of some sort. Instead of feigning awe Kenshin snorted instead.
"Show off."
His sister laughed. "Did you expect me to show up looking like you dear brother. A dark vampire?" She teased him. Kenshin folded his arms over his chest. "Funny. Very funny."
His sister laughed again, the sound woke Kaoru up from her slumber. Getting up she opened the rice paper door. "Teasing him again Aria?"
Aria smiled. "Would you know me to do otherwise? Hello Kaoru, and how is the little one?"
"Good, I can't complain about him/her, but Kenshin seems to believe I should be smaller for three months."
"Only because he thinks this should be a normal pregnancy. That is untrue. Kenshin did you forget that you are a vampire and your beloved Kaoru is not?"
Kenshin nodded. "That does not explain why she is getting so large." Kaoru swatted after that comment. "I will not have you make fun of my size thank you very much."
"Think wings dear brother, wings—" Kenshin thought over it for a moment, and his jaw almost dropped at what his mind presented him with.
"You mean—that she will—" Kaoru and Aria sighed deeply together. 'Men…' they both thought. 'Slow to catch on to anything...'
"Holy S—" Kaoru clapped a hand on Kenshin mouth and gave him a glare. "You know how I hate when you do that, that stuff is definitely not holy."
Aria added in. "Smelly, nasty and disgusting, but not holy dear brother," She gave both of them a dark grin, "So how goes the Kingdom of Darkness?" It was her personal nickname for the place.
Kenshin eyes glittered coldly. "Well, quite well. The Lords do not give me any trouble and they obey my every wish..."
Aria eyed him suspiciously. "Who did you kill?"
Kenshin grinned madly. "You read me too well sister. Lord Asa of course, and I really did enjoy doing it in front of everyone."
Aria groaned, "I knew leaving you in charge would have repercussions—" This time Kenshin chuckled coldly, while Kaoru sighed and changed the subject.
"So how is it in England?"
Aria gave a half smile at that. "He still does not know I exist, I do not believe none of us exist in his mind, not anymore."
"What do you mean by that?" Kenshin asked puzzled, "I thought his memory was still intact?"
"No, the information from the intelligence was incorrect. I later learned that Abe had done a more thorough job than what was given credit for. They made him into the monster he is now 'shin, they caused it all."
Kenshin growled darkly, "So he knows nothing of the children he has fathered? Me, you, D1, Mina—"
"All of them," Aria growled back, "He seemed to have only splintered fragments of who he once was although he has lost none of his bloodthirstiness and he has always enjoyed the hunt." At the mention of the hunt, Kenshin bared his fangs and licked his lips hungrily while sighing in pleasure at the same time. Aria shuddered in delight instead. Kaoru wondered what they felt whenever the 'hunt' was mentioned. But then again knowing how Kenshin was a beast in bed, she really did not want to know.
"Oh so I'm a beast in bed huh?" Kenshin looked at his wife mock – sternly.
"KENSHIN!" Kaoru screeched, swapping him upside his head, "That was uncalled for!"
"Well dear you looked bored—"
"BORED! I looked bored to you!" Kaoru continued her screeching until Kenshin grabbed her and kissed her full on the lips. Kaoru immediately went limp in Kenshin's arms and Aria whistled at the couple, until she saw Kenshin's hand making it way into Kaoru's gi... Aria groaned.
"Why couldn't you be a normal brother and not be dirty minded every time you go near your wife you pervert!" Shuddering at the growing display of affections in front of her, she slowly melted away from them. A short time later she opened her eyes, for a moment she did not realize where she was but it came back to Aria where she was, lying within her coffin. Turning on her side, Aria went back into her meditative state and slipped off into her dreams.
Five hours later, Aria groaned loudly. These are one of the times that she truly hated being a half breed. Promising herself later that she would get to bed early this time, or at least try to, Aria opened her coffin. Around her, she felt the presence of the other vampires. Making her way around them, she stepped out of the dark room and opened the door, closing it behind her. Walking down the hallway she always noticed how it was so quiet; except when they were torturing a prisoner down here, even her footsteps didn't make a sound. Passing by the many doors that lined the hallways, she made her way to the stairs. As she made her way up, she then remembered that she was barefoot, wearing only a silk nightgown that came to her knees. Stopping half way up the stairs she opened a portal beside her and placed her hand inside it. Searching around she found what she was looking for. Pulling her hand back through she grabbed her black silk robe and put it on, feeling much better about going upstairs. Opening the basement door, she came into the hustle and bustle of activity. People of all shapes and sizes dressed semi-formally walked back and forth, their voices carrying throughout the hall. Aria almost forgot how noisy it was up here considering the basement walls were soundproofed. As she walked up to her office, her eyes adjusted to the sunlight, and she blinked a few times to help the process along. Greeting the people she knew on the way, Aria grabbed herself a cup of tea, a bagel with blueberry cream cheese, and a chocolate chip muffin, all fresh and baked in the kitchen. Thanking Silver, the chef, she sighed loudly as she walked into her office and right after she sat down, her thirteen guardians walked into the room. Starting with Adonis, then Eden, Samuel, Michelangela, Naphtali, Levi, Revelation, Bathsheba, Sheba, Jerusalem, Amos, Zion, and last was Seraphim. There were only a few things that they came to give to her, Aria knew that it was even worse that they were all in the room.
Together always meant trouble. Lots of it.
Seraphim stepped forward, his glossy crimson eyes looking down sadly upon Aria.
"The Archangel Michael, the Angel of War has returned."
Aria dropped the half a bagel she had picked up. Her hand dropped from the desk and landed in her lap so they would not see it quaver. She bowed her head and asked a question, her voice slightly shaking in unknown fear.
"When did he come back?" She was afraid of the answer that would be coming.
"Two weeks ago, the day of the coronation."
Aria grimaced, knowing that now he would come after her once again, just like he had before... and once again he would take away something from her, something that would be important to her. Like he had almost taken away Kenshin from Kaoru... Aria's eyes became glassy, and her body began to shake in her chair. Jerusalem and Amos rushed over to her side while Seraphim was berated by Naphtali.
"I warned you, if she dies from the shock of it, I swear I will have your head Seraphim." Naphtali's silver eyes bore into Seraphim's crimson ones.
"Did you think it would be better if I did not tell her?" Seraphim replied, his manner unflinching and cool. Naphtali stared daggers. "Yes, I would rather face her—" At that moment, Amos interrupted.
"Levi, Revelation, Zion, we need more help over here, she's not coming back." At those words the rest of the angels rushed over, and Bathsheba and Sheba, who were twins, held on to Aria as blood began slowly soaking their clothes. Slowly the two twins raised their wings cloaking themselves and Aria with their wings, while the rest raised their wings around them, making a circle of white around the group. This time their chant became louder, Jerusalem, Samuel, and Amos' baritone mixing in with Bathsheba, Sheba, Levi, Adonis and Michelangela's sopranos, and with Revelation, Eden, Zion's altos. Their power surrounded Aria, stopping the blood that ran freely from her bruised body, and slowly brought Aria back from her harrowing nightmare.
This time they were able to save her.
She opened her eyes slowly, while bloody tears made their way slowly down her cheeks, marking her unblemished face. Around Aria, a collective sigh of relief went around. They stepped back from the circle they had made and only the two twins stood around Aria and held her. Starting with Seraphim, they slowly filed out of the room, except for Eden, who spoke to Naphtali for that brief moment.
"You know that he fears for her the most Naph, he truly fears what Michael will do to her this time, what scars the Angel of Fire and of War will leave upon her broken body..." Naphtali only nodded at his words and turned to the twins still holding Aria. By this time, Aria had passed out.
Bathsheba and Sheba turned to Naphtali and spoke.
"She will always fear him." Their voices rang true, echoing a dark future to come. Naphtali only nodded. They were empaths, their power strong and unfailing between them.
"Thank you." He whispered hoarsely as he enfolded Aria into his hands, her blood coating his hands and clothing. He walked out of the office then, heading to her room. Instead of his hand clenching, he found his body wound tight. Back then, a hundred centuries ago they had all been still young, inexperienced, foolish and stupid. They had been stupid enough to trust Michael, thinking that he was one of them.
They had thought he was someone they could trust.
Not even the twins could read him, they had not had time to develop their skills. None of them saw it coming until it was too late, until Michael had kidnapped Kaoru.
Until it was told to them that she only had an hour to live.
Until it was told to them that he wanted Aria.
Until it became a trap.
And Naphtali was the one who had found Michael; Michael was the one that only truly wanted Aria...
Okay, I'm done my little update for now...hopefully people are still reading this... ah well until next time...
mystery child
ps. If any one notices anything with my grammar, please let me know.
1 Yes I am referring to D from Vampire Hunter D, (I believe) Dracula was his father