Me: Hello all, I check my email and bang, 8 reviews, I'm feelin loved!

Zuranna: Yeah... Sure...

Me: Anywho, when I said near done, it's not really that close, I'm just getting close to the climax and end, and yes there shall be in the future a continuation of Hellsing of Alexial being grown up and all the same characters from here returning. But for now, enjoy!

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Far below Dover, England, bass boomed as wolves prepped for the final battle. Sparks flew, oil was spilled, engines roared and weapons were fired in the testing ranges. Glasses were clanked as celebration of completion was spreading all around as Kunisaku, his queen, offspring and Sister stood nearby chatting happily in a reunion of blood lines. Amongst the wolves by the fully remade Demon Rose hearse sat on the only clean spot upon the metal ground, two humans... Jonathan and Thom. With oil on their everyday clothing and faces, the two dozed, unaware of a wolf king watching them.

"So.. you go killing off your own mate and then bring these men or rather, mere humans to our domain, you wouldn't be going soft would you?" Kunisaku chuckled as he looked over to Deborah who gave a small shrug and wore a sarcastic smirk on her soft lips. "Soft, no... these two merely caught my eye due to their curiosity to our world of darkness, and might as well give them a heads up due to the fact from the news reports." Chuckled the Italian queen as she nodded to a small portable TV that one of the wolves brought in. with the screen flickering and near mute from all the banging going on, images flashed of risen castles, death, panic, fear. Kunisaku seeing this, nodded and ran his fingers gingerly through his black hair. "I'm surprised... no I'm not... this was no doubt Alucard's doing, so it finally has begun, the end of humans being the dominant species... this shall be very interesting..." the wolf king murmured softly as he recalled Alucard's words of invite to one of the castles that have risen from their past graves.

Deborah sighing, nodded not paying any attention to Thom who having heard them nudged Jonathan hard in the ribs. Soon after, two human ease droppers listened in with their pathetic human ears. "I know... no doubt even before the Vatican falls the world as we knew for so many years will fall within I say at least three days tops with the castles appearing once more." She spoke in a low tone as her left ear flicked ever so slight. "castles? Ow- What!" the wolf royals glanced over to the two human as Jonathan tenderly held his side that had been jabbed by Thom's right elbow. Kunisaku chuckling gained the humans uneasy hazel and brown stares. "I am truly surprised by how brave you humans are, normally any other human would no doubt flee from us wolves, but then again we're not the worst of those who live in the darkness." The wolf shrugged casually as the humans shivered ever so slight from the faint cruelness that rang in his words. "give them a break Kunisaku, they've had it rough ever since they first were introduced to us, and the older man, Thom, his daughter was the one who was rescued by Ty near twenty some years ago, isn't that right, chief?" Deborah spoke in a all to light tone as her gold eyes danced wickedly upon her face.

Kunisaku narrowed his full golden gaze onto Thom who gave in to a weary swallow and rising pulse. "Your daughter... so she was the one, I am glad she found a good family." With a heavy breath leaving his lips, the wolf king turning his right side to the humans, curled his arms roughly over his front with his suit of bondage and blood red tie covered over by a black leather trench coat. The wolf king swung his bushy black tail ever so slight underneath the thick black coat. "my... hold it... what are you talking about?" Thom asked with concern in his scruffy words gaining Kunisaku's royal gaze as the king smiled sadly to the human. "I wasn't there when Ty, another werewolf, found your daughter... sad to say, her family was killed by the third worst creatures that thrive in the darkness." He spoke as with his arms still heavily crossed over his chest, turned and fully faced Thom with a sad but a now mutating crooked grin. Thom seeing this, gave a weak sigh "Third... worst... what do you mean?" Jonathan muttered in a near whisper tone as Deborah having been chatting lightly to Kunisaku's queen, joined her brother's side.

"Humans near thousand years ago had categorized us when we were still very strong and known by all, mainly through nightmares and fear... yet out of all of these 'creatures', there were four that was dubbed the worst out of all creatures that ruled the night..." Deborah spoke as her ears were held erect on the top of her head. Kunisaku smiling at the men's pale and wide eyed faces, rested his left arm over his queen who with a small yawn, nuzzled his chest softly with her smooth face as her ebony ears hung limply on either side. "Deborah, you may stay and explain it to them, but both Kristine and I wish to go to sleep and must tend to our two young children first... good day to you two..." with that spoken, Kunisaku with his arm still draping Kristine's shoulders with his broad arm, both queen and king of the Hell Hounds of United Kingdoms, headed off to wherever their chambers laid in the Demon Rose.

The Italian queen nodding her farewell for now to her brother and sister in law's backs, turned her gaze back to the two men before her. Seeing they were going to remain silent, Deborah with a faint sigh, smiled at them as she went onward. "fine then... at least I can see you're listening, but yes, the four worst, the fourth are the dragons be it undead to living, and no I don't include the dragon vampires, those are vampires with just another strength attached. Thankfully dragons rarely go on killing sprees due to their just wanting to be left alone and live their lives, bloodlust isn't their stronghold, but when one gets going, it takes many, many lives to silence the single beast. Thus making them number four in the list. Following me so far?" Deborah laughed lightly as the two men were frozen in place but she saw in their expressions, they were at the given moment, sponges taking up all the information that passed by her lips. Thus, she continued with amusement dancing in her golden eyes.

"alright... here comes the third... they were last seen in the mountain ranges thus rarely ever seen by anyone else other then those crazy to hike traitorous peaks. The third worst of us would be called harpies, basically half human half bird creatures. There are two kinds, the steel wings and dark wings."

"the steel wings are the harpies that have instead of normal soft feathery wings, the feathers, every last one is made of metal always a chrome silver and as sharp as the sharpest knife ever found, and they can fight with true ferocity and pack like tactics. The dark wings have soft feathers that are always black and they can fly as silent and swift like that of a owl and falcon and are quite capable of killing on their own an apparently know a bit of magic." With a shrug of her shoulders, Deborah blinking looked down at Thom who weakly looked at her with lost brown eyes. "H... Harpies... you mean to tell me, my daughter... her blood family was killed... by harpies?" he whispered with a shaky breath.

Deborah's heart lurched as she saw the pain in his eyes, not for him, but for his adopted daughter and what she had to go through. Sighing deeply, Deborah turning on her heels bent her legs outward making her upper body plummet as she crouched right before the two men gaining both their gazes. She ignoring Jonathan, stared forward right into Thom's pain filled brown eyes with her own golden set that held remorse and apology. "I am sorry, I shouldn't have spoken so openly of the harpies to you... but I do admit, I am allies with many of their hidden clans in both mist and mountain, and a few are even my friends..." She fell silent as Thom sighing weakly, smiled a bit oddly as he rubbed his weary eyes with a singled callused oil splashed hand. "don't apologize... your world... is that of the darkness... and ours is of the light... I will not judge..." blinking to focus his vision once more, Thom looked back to Deborah with a look of forgiveness shimmering in his eyes. "Please... continue..." he spoke in a near hushed tone.

Deborah sighing, smiled and nodding drew a breath into her immortal lungs so to continue onward as she rose once more to her full height which was rather short. "alright... the second worst of us darkness wanderers, are the almighty werewolves, we hunt in packs and seeing we need human blood to sustain our injuries if they are to severe to men on their own, our ruthlessness to mend or to maintain our luxury elixir of mending, is very great and terrifying to humans. We must hunt near every other night seeing there are many of us wolves."

"See, there is a big gap between the first two and the last two of the four. Wolves purposely hunt humans to sustain their blood keep while both harpy and dragon only kill humans when humans cross into their territory or just out right piss off them. Yet we gained second place for we try to not kill our chosen humans, we don't mercilessly torment anyone, or at least not that often, but the number one worst creature of the darkness does. Can you two guess?" the dark delight once more danced within Deborah's gold eyes as she felt and smelled the fear rise on the brows of the two humans as Jonathan gave in to a shaky breath. "vampires... they're... number one..." the young man with wide hazel eyes whispered gaining a small but dark laugh from Deborah.

"Vampires... they are number one, they ruthlessly torment their victims constantly, yes there are some 'good' vampires who know sympathy, but most are cruel, dark, sadistic and dominating. The worst of all vampires is the very first of them all, Lord Dracula. I have yet to witness or hear of one victim he has left alive and or human, and hell I've heard of him 'granting' the immortal wish to greedy humans and then hunting them down with no mercy, and he won't just kill you. Oh no, he wants to hear you scream, he wants to lavish in your suffering, in your pain, in your blood. That is why dear sweet humans, number one are vampires and the greatest of all us night creatures is Dracula, whom no doubt you shall meet one day seeing he and my brother have somehow become allies."

As Deborah finished, she just stared with pure amusement to the very paleness the two men wore. Thom with a weak swallow to lubricate his suddenly dry throat, curled his slightly trembling hands together as Jonathan hung his head. The young man was tempting to absorb all the obtained information and still keep some small form of his sanity with him. Both men, even without looking at each other, they felt each others thoughts. A single sentence ringing loudly in their minds like someone with a blow horn to their ears. What the fuck had they gotten themselves into?

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Me: (Cheers) I had to add in the 'four' mainly seeing the final battle is going to have them all, I'm going to finish this fic with a loud bang that will make you all want more! (evil cackle)

Alucard: (smirks) So... More death and destruction... finally.

Me: What do you mean finally, you killed in the last battle and rose the castles!

Alucard: ...

Me: (sighs) Anywho, keep up the reviews, more will come later, till then, Ja Na!