The bang echoed off the surrounding walls, Trinity's body reeled backwards, her eyes glazed over, her scream echoing right behind the shot of the gun. Her hair slowly began to sway with her as she fell to the ground, blood running along the cracks, flooding every one it could reach. She gave a soft groan and grasped her left shoulder, blood oozing out from between her fingers as well. Slowly, she began to rise to her feet.

Trinity stood again and stared at the man, her eyes hard and slightly pensive. She glared daggars of cold, steely ice and charged past Alucard, her eyes changing colors, transforming the beauty to a deamon. The whites of her eyes were now solid blood, and the iris of her eyes was the color of blood-splattered gold. Her long black hair flew out behind her like a stream of shadows.

With one swoop, she knocked the gun out of his hand and broke his hand off. She brought her flat palm up and smacked his chin, throwing his head back as she ducked low and swept his feet out from beneath him, knocking him back. She rose to her feet, her hair acting as a curtain as her head was bowed, her bloody hand twitching, as if to make a fist, but never quite managed it.

She knelt down and touched the man's gun, and a peircing shreik cried out from it. "Not a very happy trinkit, is it?" She rose to her feet again, releasing the gun.

Alucard, having been standing on the side this whole time realized something and grabbed her hand. The leather glove had some engraving on it, similar to that of the ancient magik arts he had studied years beforeas a youngvampire. His eyes widened as he remembered a girl who looked just like Trinity in a class with him. His blood rubies met her dark ocean abyss and they clashed, one unwillingly doing dangerous things, the other wanting answers told. There was a loud crash that broke the scilence between the two and they looked to see the man getting up again. Trinity raised her other hand and closed her eyes. Her lips began to move quickly, producing sound barely audiable. Her eyes shot open again, revealing the blood and gold.

Alucard understood the language and what she spoke, even as he saw the man being to implode, blood coming out from every crack. He listened and closed his eyes, remembering.

---flashback---

'Incro sendro fa nerose le krate!' Gabriel said, sending the pot flying across the room. "Woopsy. Sorry, professor."

Gabriel turned to smile at Dracula.As she turned animage of Trinity over-lapped, showing that shewasstrikingly similar to Trinity, only her cloths and her eyes were different. Her cloths matched those of the Victorian Era, a ballroom gown, many petti coats beneath the skirt, her hair was tied back neatly. Her eyes weren't ocean abyss, they were icey blue.

Dracula made a snorting sound and stood up. He had shorter black hair that was only around his chin and eyes like blood. He was a little taller than most men his age. Being 34 and a vampire wasn't so easy. He wore the same suite he wore almost 3,000 years later, but it was new and not that faded. He had a long red trench coat that was hanging off the back of his chair, and his wid-brimmed red hat to match it perfectly. He wore a neck tie that was red and held the symbol of his vampire, the alchemy circle later used on his gloves, imprinted on a small silver coin that held up the knot on his tie.

As young vampires, just starting out their adventures as immortals, Dracula joined the millions of them that were learning the dark magic, the art of killing orimploding humans for their blood. Gabriel was a mortal who also wanted to learn this magical esence, as her father forbade her to even go out with out an escort, she wanted to prove him wrong, making her the only woman to want to learn with male vampires.

He raised his hands, saying the words. 'Incro sendro fa na rosa le ratke san!' The pot, instead of flying backwards or imploding, like it was supposed to be doing, sort of danced and then died. He knocked on his head. "Wrong. No san at the end." He sighed and sat down beside Gabriel as other students tried. He leaned over and touched Gabriel's hand. "I still don't understand why your here, mortal."

"Stop that." She smiled. "I told you, I've got a name, it's Gabriel." She giggled.

"Gabriel. Why're you here, Gabriel?" Dracula leaned back and slumped in his chair. "I don't see why you'd wanna be away from an escort." He waved his hand.

Gabriel was now trying to tackle down her giggles, but still managed an "I don't like my escorts" before she covered her mouth and bent over, her laughter starting to wonder Dracula. Gabriel sat up after a moment, a straight face on. "I don't like my escorts because they always want to take me to their houses." She gave Dracula this stare that made him want to laugh.

Dawn was just begining to come above the hills, spreading an inky gray across the skies. Dracula was walking with Gabriel, who had on her furry coat and hat. The sun wasn't going to come up for the next hour, so they had time to walk. They laughed about things and strolled merrily along the crispy, frost-bitten cobble stones.

When they were rounding the last turn to their street, there was a bang and blood splattered everywhere. Dracula noticed Gabriel staggar and caught her, looking for the killer and finding none. He looked at the dead body in his arms as Gabriel's eyes slid closed. The dawn light broke out over the cobble stone street as Dracula fled, abandoning her body there, the sun rays touching his hands, burning them as he entered his house.

His breath hitched a little and he coughed, sliding down the door and currling up at the floor. He began to cry, hot tears staining his whispy white cheeks.

---end---

Trinity fell against Alucard, her breath coming out short, blood spilling from just below her hair line and down her beautiful face, staining her cloths and her abyss eyes were slightly glazed. "Hi." She waved right before she collapsed down to the ground.

The way her body lay reminded him of Gabriel. Alucard suddenly felt a huge burst of anger and he fired his gun several times, releasing the explosive bullets. The pieces of flesh went flying everywhere as Alucard dragged Trinity off. "I wonder if you have a twin? That man wasn't looking for Trinity... He was looking for Trinit."

---at that moment with D---

Trinit sneezed.

The perisite in D's hand appeared. "Bless you. What's wrong?"

Trinit was sneezing. "I have this strange feeling someone's talking about me behind my back..."

D made a face. 'I guess you don't cough, you sneez. What happened to good ol' days when it was a cough?' He took a sip of blood that Trinit had offered and rolled his eyes, smashing the parasite into the table as he drank.