Order 21: Opened Wounds
Skey knew she wouldn't be able to stop Anderson from rampaging. After all, some of the conversations she had with him subjected on this Alucard. Or at least his drive to obliterate the vampire from the face of the Earth. Still she tried, jumping up from the bench and shouting out a plea to Anderson.
" Anderson! Stop! Please! You can't!"
" Stay out of this, Iscariot Girl!"
Before she knew it, a silver gun was pointed at her and paralyzing her with fear. The vampire smiled a toothy grin, his finger ever so slowly squeezing the trigger. Skey snapped out of it and took a defensive stance, unsheathing both swords that glimmered in the rising sunlight. Alucard was just about to shoot the child until Anderson came between the path of the bullet and took the shot himself in his left chest. He groaned then smiled up to Alucard, gripping three bayonets in his right hand. A devious smile graced Anderson's face as he threw all three with such lightning fast speed. He had been only ten feet from Alucard. The bayonets couldn't be deflected in time and they seared their way into Alucard's body. Two had pierced through his chest and one into his stomach and out the back, nearly clipping his spine. Alucard growled in anger other than pain. For once, he witnessed a more kinder side to his opponent.
" You took a bullet for a girl like that? Have you grown soft in the head, Anderson?"
" Nae! It's jus thas MA student yer messing wi'. Ye mess wi' ma student, ye mess wi' me."
Still doesn't change the fact...you saved her. What if you HAD been human and not a regenerator? Would you still have then? Alucard only had a bit of time to think this thought before another barrade of bayonets had been thrown at him. Every one he shot with his 454 Casull, and every single one shattered into small shards of metal before his eyes. Anderson charged Alucard, stabbing in with a large bayonet. Alucard dodged it, then came another stab from Anderson. Again the vampire dodged. This time, Anderson spun quickly a 360 degree angle and brought the sharp edge of the bayonet around in a horizontal slash at Alucard's stomach. Both showed extrodinary footwork in their duel and Skey could only manage to watch. Trying to stop Anderson from engaging in a fight against a vampire, was more like trying to stop a freight train traveling at its top speed with only your body. It was simply impossible. She stood there remarkably with calmness. Her angered eyes watched the two dance to the music of battle. The vampire's guns went off, the bayonets would at times miss the target and clatter against the stone pillars and tiled floors, the vampire's impure blood would at time spew onto the holiness of the building itself. Anderson skidded to one side and slashed upwards, actually making contact. The slash cut through Alucard's right knee and then across his left thigh. Anderson tried stabbing the other bayonet in his hand through the vampire's chest, through his heart but Alucard had caught his wrist and flung him across the hall of the Basilica. Anderson thumped as he hit the ground and slid across the polished tile floor before springing up just when Alucard came in to attack him. And now a flash of blue caught Skey's attention from the fight. When she looked across the abyss of the hallway, she saw that same blonde haired girl she got into a squabble with at the museum last week. Her red eyes was wide with fright at seeing the fight that had erupted. As the weapons clanged and both of them even got in some physical hits, she cried out for them to stop.
" Master Alucard! You must stop! Sir Integra will be upset!"
Neither heard her or even ceased in their will to do battle. Instead, the fighting became more intense and both of them going for vital points instead of screwing around. Where in the world was everyone? Skey growled and felt that if Anderson slipped up once, this could all go terribly wrong. The two girls looked at each other from across the vast hallway. Seras shouted to the girl.
" Stop them!"
" Stop them! Be my guest trying! I ain't getting between those two! Unlike you, I'm only human!"
Skey wasn't looking into jumping betwen those two tyrants. Doing so would mean suicide.As fast as Alucard shot that gun and as fast Anderson flung those bayonets, you'd be mincemeat in no time. Even the vampire girl could be killed getting in that mix. The sun filtered in fully through the windows of the domed roof and upon the fight. In the orange flare of the sun upon them, the two ceased their battle. Skey didn't hear the rapid footsteps approaching them. The girls could see now a woman an a man running. Alucard and Anderson didn't cease their fight until the voices of both the man and woman called out.
" STAND DOWN!"
Alucard decided to get in the last punch and shot Anderson through his neck. Anderson gagged, coughing up some fluids. Skey had never seen Anderson bleed before but this time, he did. The blood seeped through his fingers' openings and coated his fingers in the red, thick liquid. But he didn't faint or waver. The combined effect of the voices stopped both of them. Yet both continued to glare at one another. With the sound of a bell, it would be a pretty good chance they'd jump back into the ring of fighting. Skey focused on the two figured standing at the main entrance hall of the St. Peter's Basilica. Many other priests and clergy came following to see what had happened. Standing there, both with glaring eyes were Maxwell and Integra. Both weren't showing happy faces and Skey knew what that meant. Integra yelled out in one of the most demanding voices Skey ever heard.
" ALUCARD! SERAS! We're going!"
Alucard chuckled and looked over to the wounded Anderson. It was thought impossible to really make him bleed. If he was bleeding then he indeed had to have gone soft somehow. Alucard turned and set his sights on the attractive Skey. It was her fault Anderson had grown emotions and Alucard could feel it. Regardless of Anderson being a regenerator, it didn't exclude the fact Alucard could read the priest's mind. He found Anderson to be torn apart inside by his thoughts of what he should be like and what he needed to abide by, but also battling back feelings he was developing slowly. These feelings started a long while ago, and very, very slowly began accumulating inside him. Even now, the feelings were still weak and hardly ever nurtured, but they were still growing nonetheless. Alucard would never tell Anderson what he saw. It was hard for Alucard to believe himself and Anderson was in enough denial about it. Hearing a vampire speaking to him about his own emotions would be a very unwanted conversation. Alucard put his guns away and walked to his master as she started walking out of the building. Seras followed soon after, not wanting to be left behind. Maxwell had glanced behind him and yelled for the others to get to their dorms and stay there. They all disapearred until only Maxwell, Skey and Anderson stood in the middle of the Basilica. Skey stayed a distance away from Anderson as Maxwell approached him. There was some angry whispering before Maxwell walked out and left Anderson standing alone under the domed ceiling. His hand still remained on his throat as his head hung a bit in thought or anger. Once the coast was clear of Maxwell, Skey sheathed her swords and walked up to Anderson.
" You ok?"
" Nae...(coughs) Nae really...as ye can see..."
Skey tok his gloved hand and removed it, inspecting the bullet wound of his throat. The bullet had exited out the back luckily not hitting the spine. Skey had her doubts of being a regenerator. You may be able to regenerate severed limbs, bullet holes and such, but what if a bullet or sword's path hit directly into such an area of the body that was vital like the spinal cord? She sighed as her thumb rubbed near the burnt skin. It was already snhowing signs of healing itself. Skey saw his eyes loking down to her but a bit dumbfounded or blank.
" Well, it is healing itself...I was afraid maybe you'd have to go to the hospital cause...well, it's the first time I saw you bleed like that."
Anderson took a hold of her wrist that held his hand. He remained cool and a hint of being emotionless.
" Winnae be the first time, Skey. Believe me, Ah know tha'. Ah'm gaun aff tae get some weel deserved rest."
He threw her wrist down and started walking out the main entrance. Skey felt maybe somehow this was her fault. The door slammed closed and he went down the steps and disappeared. Skey's foot took a step forward to sprint out the doors. She stopped and got a hold of herself. What was she thinking trying to run out after him like that? Skey just gave a sigh of disgust before going on her own way.
Anderson's Dorm 8:30 A.M.
Anderson felt the sting of his wound healing. It pissed him off something wicked to know that damned creature got a good shot on him again. At least this time he didn't shoot off his arms. His room was dark with only the dim, half-alive lamp sitting on the nightstand. At least now his room was clean. Everything was order. Except his life of course. Lately he been going through a ot of changes in his personality. Unfavored changes mind everyone else. There was no doubt Alucard sensed it as well. That was great. For that creature to know Anderson was getting weak at heart was the LAST thing he would want him to know. He tried screwing with Skey and even attempted to shoot at her. It boiled his blood so much that that thing would ever do such a thing to an innocent bystander. Anderson tried some soul searching to maybe find out what it was that was changing him so. Even he frankly didn't know what it was building in him ever so slightly. He wondered if it could have been just this fight with Alucard when he felt these strange stirred emotions emerge, but no. The feelings emerged when he would fight Malakai. Any other vampire, he didn't particularly get the stir of the emotion for the need to rescue anyone with the blinding, hating rage of hunting vampires.
Skey's Dorm 8:30 A.M
Skey felt Anderson went too far in joining in a fight with that brute vampire. He could have restrained himself and given it up, but no. Istead he dove into the fight without any thought of consenquence. And Skey thought she was the child! It was a relief to know that Sir Integra and Alucard were leaving now. It would take away the possibility of Anderson going overly nuts again. Ske hugged her cold pillow tightly to her chest. The shades had been closed and only a faded darkness stood as the room's air. Something was tearing at her insides. It made her come to cry every time she thought about it. She swallowed and would force it back down, repeating to herself she would never cry again. That she was grown, and not a mere child anymore. There came a time in everyone's life when they had to stop crying. Skey was deciding that finally, now was the time to shape up and take it all without crying. And what Anderson said before the vamipre Alucard came in, it made her depressed. She didn't elt go of the past cause it was just like he said. She thought she could battle it and beat. With that habit, it was hard to simply put things behind her. Cause some things in life just never went away. Or if it did, it always found as way to come back and haunt you for the rest of your life.
