Me: Alrighty, thanks for all the reviews, I am really feeling loved (grins) anywho...
Ty: Anywho what?
Me: ... uh... ok, anywho, here you go more stuff... though with me starting a new job soon, I may be a bit busy that I cannot update everyday, but I'll try my best, enjoy!
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Far off from near all action on the one time battle field, bodies bags laid strewn about. Yet one of them near the far end shifted ever so slight. The bag giving a small groan, gave way to a blood encrusted shuddering hand that breaking through, rose to the midday sky. The hand receding ever so slight had another curl up onto the hole and with both tearing away, a burly an slowly sat up. Covered in old blood, his blond hair gaining a odd brown look. The slayer with eyes shut, took in a deep ragged breath through his slightly parted cracked and bleeding lips. He didn't understand how he was alive, he should be dead after the dragon chewed him in half and swallowed his lower body. With a weak realization sinking in, the man opened his eyes...
No longer hazel, fiery golden red eyes looked to the sky, only to shut as a hiss of vial hate passed his lips. With a trembling rise to his feet, Anderson coughing loudly stumbled as he rubbing his eyes tried to recall everything that had happened. Yet... hearing the voice, the slayer looking through thin slits for eyes, saw the humans all around. He felt inside the truth... his blood had finally fully changed taking all signs of humanity with... he had to get out of here! Turning sharply, Anderson fled on swift feet uncaring if anyone saw him. He had to figure out exactly what he had became and what to do next... but one thing raced on the man's mind as fast as his feet ran. Alucard was still alive. With that fueling his legs to go faster, Alexander Anderson father of Paladin fled the battle scene to continue his hunt. No longer for god or the Vatican... but for his own greedy pleasure. Even if he no longer is human, or part of the Vatican... the so familiar smirk curled onto the man's blood covered lips. He'd bring that vampire down, even if it killed him!
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"Shit, blood fucking Christ!" the retainer to the Vatican's base in Rome stood on the sidelines in the office as Maxwell tore the room apart. Papers were strewn all around as books were laying oddly scattered about on the floor. With his chair laying on its side behind him, the man taking deep ragged breaths crashed his flat palms onto the desk before him. With eyes livid with rage, his fingers curling tightly in let the papers underneath give their crinkled screams as he crushed them. "Damn them... damn them all to bloody fucking hell... they killed them all, my soldiers, the duplicates, even Father Anderson! Next they'll no doubt be coming here... and both kings are alive and thriving... and their god damn 'true' forms! God damn it!" pushing his hands hard from the desk making the wood screech on the floor. Maxwell stomping his way over to the window glared out at the cloud filled sky that unleashed torrential rains. If he had known of Alucard's true form, he would have seen to that vampire's silencing long before any of this chaos ensued.
The retainer having stood so silently nearby, sighed slowly. "Director Maxwell... you needn't worry, as you have ordered, all expertise slayers of the Vatican's organization is coming here. Yumiko and Heinkel are already here." The man spoke softly as to not entice more wrath from Maxwell. The director sighing, rubbed his eyes as he continued to face the window. "Good... Good; we need all the aid we can find... with both undead kings once more in the same continent... we've got more then we thought in the beginning." The man let his breath slip through gritted teeth as he turning looked at the retainer in a near careless sideways glance. "gather as much information as you can from the battle near two or three days ago... I wish to know just exactly what to expect may be heading our way, understood?" Maxwell spoke with a harsh tone to his voice. The retainer near unaffected by the tone, nodded and headed for the door. "I will do as much as I can... good day to you Director." As the door clicked shut, Maxwell sighing as his rage was finally being placed under control once more, he stared at the mess he made. With a small crooked grin on his lips, the man began to feebly clean up the mess. Yet... blinking Maxwell stopped as he having stooped to scoop up the London newspaper with the battle images, saw something.
Ignoring all else, the man swiftly tossing the newspaper onto his desk top with rush of air, rummaged heavily in the center drawer. Producing a magnifying glass, Maxwell leaning over the paper looked closely at the front page image. Bypassing the headline reading 'War with the undead?' the man's very form went rigid as he saw in the image a very small faint but very familiar face of a woman. The magnifying glass shook as his grip tightened on the wooden handle. With a glint of light, the wood splintering loudly allowed the lens to fly in the air. Maxwell uncaring of the glass flying in the air stared wide eyed at the paper as in slow motion, the glass shattered loudly onto the floor spraying glass shards all around. "In... Integra... that wench." A sly grin curled onto the Director's lips as he sighing rang a single finger over her face. "So... you allowed the hand of evil to consume your soul. No matter, I will kill you as well as all other damned souls out there, be it wolf, vampire or anything else impure to this world... you will all die." With a dark chuckle rising up, Maxwell with his finger still on the image, threw his head back and began to outright cackle. They WILL all die by the Vatican's hands!
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"Seras?" the girl jumped and looking to her right saw Zuranna head over as Seras stood by the one of many entrances to the catacombs below. With snow falling heavily from the night sky, Seras stood there once more in her buckled covered coat that had spontaneously mended from her last horrific battle. Smiling happily to her friend who wore her own coat and weapons once more, Seras looked back out from the rundown building they stood by and from the alleyway watched humans swiftly make their way through life. "is everything alright my friend?" the American murmured as she smiling back, curled her right arm gently over Seras's shoulders making the girl give a deep weary sigh. Looking forward, Seras smiled weakly as a dry laugh past her lips. "Yeah... everything... so why are you up here... hopefully not to smoke due to your condition." Seras spoke as she gave a soft smile to Zuranna's lower gut. The queen smiling, tenderly rubbed her other hand onto her stomach with the nurturing love of a expecting mother shine in her eyes. "I've given up smoking... so tell me Seras, what makes you say everything is wrong... are you chickening out now since you became the full first queen of all undead?" That made Seras look over at Zuranna with confused eyes.
Seeing this Zuranna smiling, embraced her friend with both arms allowing Seras to rest her confused looking face onto the American's left shoulder. "last night... you two did something, didn't you, you and Alucard?" hearing this, Seras's face flushed but she remained still. Feeling the rise in body temperature, Zuranna chuckled "well... whatever you did... you're still a rookie so I guess you cannot tell yet, but... your aura gives it away, your very being and power, Seras Victoria... Alucard has made you his queen, and with that title, you are now truly his equal and are the ruler over us all undead, fuck that means you even out rank me." Outright laughing, Zuranna releasing a very shaken Seras, grinned and looked at the young vampire. "Enough with the frightened look, it's so not you, now come on... lets go grab a meal, what do you feel like... ooh... Asian is sounding very good." Seeing Zuranna's stare, Seras looking to the entrance of the alleyway saw a group of touring Asians walk by taking pictures and talking hurriedly in their native tongue.
The girl's mouth drooled as her amusement rose and with the two heading down the alleyway Seras grinned a bit. "you can go for Asian, but they give me a stomachache after a while." Seras murmured softly gaining a chuckle from Zuranna. "you're not into the spicy shit then... all right... how about something Italian?" Zuranna smirked as they saw a Italian couple walk past. Seras grinned crookedly "hmm... possibly... though I am curious what American tastes like." The girl spoke, Zuranna laughed fully "Well you ain't getting to bite me, only Donovan can do that... but sure... London's a tourist trap, we can find American, so shall we?" With Seras's nod of her head, the two queen's side by side headed out watching all humans walk past joking of the different types of meals out there. The two queen's unaware as a shadow followed them with red eyes watching protectively over them, or rather, the one queen with blond hair.
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A slow grin curled onto his lips as he watched Seras and Zuranna joke around like true friends. A monster stalking the darkness, with a soul of cruelty and maliciousness; many would never believe this figure to have any sympathy or emotions other then bloodlust, but... This man with a cruel smirk upon his lips knew something else was there awakening once more in his once ice cold heart from what seemed a century of dormant slumber. Whatever it was, all he knew was he would let no harm befall upon his queen, Seras Victoria. With wicked laughter echoing throughout the night air, bats flittered into the sky scattering about through the many falling snowflakes.
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Zuranna didn't even hear or feel the darkness, but Seras did... as they went on walking, Seras looked up seeing the flittering back amongst the grey cloud filled night sky. No fear filled her heart this time like it would have what seemed years ago when she saw those bats. This time, she smiled gently and sent a small mental link of pure emotions to those bats. What she got back would send fear to any human, dark amusement, obsession, protection... and other grand but very dark variety of emotions to follow with. Laughing gently under her breath so to not stick out, Seras caught up to her friend and went on their way.
Seras feeling very happy in both mind and soul as she felt and knew, from now on, she did not need to fear of ever being alone. A fear she had haunting her since she was first changed, and now she could lay it rest. Watching Zuranna and recalling all she knew, and Alucard. That very fear she had for so long died that night, for she knew true to her heart, she was never going to be alone ever again. Yet one thing bothered Seras, and it would until she gathered enough courage to ask Alucard; what had he and Carmila spoke about before she gave up her soul to revive Seras... with a small sigh, Seras shrugged it off for now, she'd find sooner or later.
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Me: So far so good yes?
Zuranna: (smirks) oh it's never good.
Me: (blinks) meh... anywho, keep up the reviews and more shall come, until then.
Love and Peace!