Trinity had been in love with the corpse of Dracula, finding him lovingly beautiful, but was murdured for her sins by none other than Trisha, Dracula's wife. This was Trinity's devin punishment.

Walter's hands began to shake. This wasn't possible. He snatched the papers away from Sir Hellsing's hands and scanned it over. This was the same woman, still alive, had bought a car as of yesterday, and was currently living by herself. He looked up at Sir Hellsing through his one spectecal, his gloved hands begining to shake visibly. He handed the papers back. "If Alucard sees her, he might kill her... I honestly don't know if he will."

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Trinity walked along the dark alley, listening to D's footsteps behind her. She wasn't sure why, but he did seem to be attached to her, unable to attach to anyone else. She turned left, then right, then left for about two blocks, then right and stopped.

"D?" She looked over her shoulder at him. Tall and muscular, she had a hard time trying to figure out how he got into the skin-tight leather he wore. She stared at him, slowly walking to a halt. She sighed and was about to knock when he answered.

"Yes?" D's voice was so sweet and gentle.

She almost jumped a mile. She turned to him, her hand still raised, then dropped it, her eyes on his face. "Do you know why your following me?" She turned around again and raised her hand to knock.

"Because. You resemble my mother." He came to stand behind her. "She was kind. Beautiful as well. My father left us to live together. I missed her... the day they killed her." He reached out and touched her shoulder. His hand gently squeezed. "I wish I could see her face again."

"Alas, fantasy gets you no where." Trinity's smile seemed to shed light on D's dark face. "Fantasy is what you believe can be true. Reality is where you live, where it's sometimes impossible to see a fantasy come to life. There is a time for play and a time for work." She tapped him on the forehead. "You can't only think of something you want, if it's something you can't have." She smiled as the door opened.

A cranky looking old man stood in the doorway. His smile was warm as he looked at Trinity. He raised his hands and hugged her. "Rin, it's so good to see you!" He was hugging Trinity to tightly, but she said nothing.

"D, this is my friend, Hugh. Hugh, this is D." She smiled at them both.

D held out his hand. "Hello, Hue."

"Hello, Dee," Hugh said, shaking the outstreatched hand.

"Hugh, can you give D a room to stay at? He'll be here for at least two more days." She smiled at him. "Oh, don't worry, this one doesn't bite. He's harmless." She waved her hand like she were waving away fears.

D looked at Trinity as another girl came out of the small place. She looked almost like Trinity, only her hair was shorter, instead of down by her hips, it was up by her shoulders. Trinity and this girl glared at each other.

Hugh patted D on the shoulder. "That's Trinit, Trinity's twin sister." Hugh's laugh was deep and merry as Trinit slapped Trinity on the cheek, to which she kicked her in the gut. "Trinity, you should get going."

Trinity nodded and looked at D. "Best of luck, D." She took off at a run, her hair swishing out behind her.

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Alucard had seen the whole thing and he felt a sudden urge to grab Trinity's arm, but decided to follow her. He zoomed around corner, following her breathing, her footsteps, or her shadow. Soon, she was pretty far from Hugh's house, and was catching her breath. She suddenly stood up straight and wheeled around, coming face-to-face with Alucard.

She gasped and took a step back, only to have Alucard's arm come around her and draw her closer. Trinity's eyes slammed shut, her body trembling slightly. She began to cry, a single silver tear slipping down her pale cheek. Alucard's hand came up and he brushed it away, soaking it up into his gloves. That startled both of them. Trinity's eyes shot open and she looked up at Alucard as he stared at the finger of his glove, a dark stain of liquid showing up visibly.

There was a bang and Alucard whirrled 'round, only to face the barrel of a gun. He stared at the man on the other end and sighed. This man must be a vampire hunter to be pointing such a holy gun at him. "Well, what do you want, sir?"

"The girl. Step aside, vampire. If I can kill that girl, I can kill off the dhampire. Let me kill her!" He aimed the gun over Alucard's shoulder and fired as the world seemed to slow down for Alucard.