Chapter 5

The flying metal beast speeded thru the air. It's wings roaring in the night sky, the fires below burning bright. Here and there a bright blue flash was shot, raining death upon the monsters below.

"ETA 2 minutes." The voice of Dakanar sounded.

"Excellent." Dravinof was sitting in the co-pilot's cockpit staring into the dark in front of them where the ghost ship was waiting for them. "This should be interesting."

Igarof was playing with the equipment. "You seem to think high of this vampire, it is just a vampire right?"

Dravinof voice sounded with laughter . "My dear Igarof, if there is one thing Alucard is not it is 'Just a vampire'. You will eat your words once you will see what he really is. He is consciously awake longer that any of us, and knows more of this world than any other. He has powers some don't even have experienced in their worst nightmares! But I will give him the chance of proving that himself. Why did you think Millennium wanted him out at sea, they know that their chances decrease severely if he would be able to assist on land."

"If you say so." Igarof went back to the gun he was taking apart.

"I don't think he is more than we have ever seen before." Safa stated as she blew an other deathblow to the ground below.

"But my dear Safa, you think you have seen much. Maybe in quantity you have. But still have you ever seen me at my full power? I can assure you that there are still many things you would not expect or only even dream about.

Almost everybody made noticeable that they were curious now. Except for Desero who like always just was sitting, speechless, motionless and emotionless staring into a dimension no one would ever understand, namely his own.

"ETA 20 seconds." Came from the pilot cockpit. Followed by laughter and exited words from the co-pilot's.

"People the first example of his might and quite amusing taste." Dravinof said. They now hovered above the ship. Covered with the black smoke and a humanoid figure on the highest antenna.

The helicopter landed on the most intact part of the ship. Dravinof jumped out and looked around. The figure had disappeared from it's lookout. With a flash a white hand came out of the dark heading for Dravinof's heart. The metal claw moved and the two were standing shoulder to shoulder heads next to each other.

"You have become even stronger." The just appeared man with long black hair whispered.

"Been a long time, I had my time to improve." Dravinof replied.

Then in a voice of complete admiration. "Is that a SR-71?" Dakanar stood beaming at the huge airplane skeleton standing strait from the deck. "It's completely ruined! How could you!"

"No time for that now. We have to get our dear Lord Alucard to his master." Dravinof said pulling Dakanar towards the chopper. "Would you care to join us Alucard?"

"As you say, bring me to the depths of war my friend." Alucard said approaching the flying machine.

The rest was still inspecting the vampire. When they entered the chopper he was no were to be seen, then he appeared out of a shadow completely changed into the red coat and hat again. He sat down, on the for him bit low side bench, and started filling a clip with bullets. Igarof watched his guns with interest.

""Now I have a little part I thought up when listeling to a song on my computer. It has not much to do with the story but I hope you like it""

The army was marching thru the last hundred yards of forest before they would meet their enemy. All the soldiers were nervous, they all knew the stories about their enemy. The general was in front on his horse. He too was well aware of the horror of the myths around this lord his army and most about him self. They marched out of the forest into the great wide open before the village and behind that the castle on the mountain.

It was becoming dark, the sun had already hidden himself behind the great mountain peaks. The village looked completely deserted, no light deader to show. When they had passed the last houses they followed the path towards the castle. When they were on top of a small hill over witch the path led they saw a horrific site. Large stakes were planted into the ground, on them were soldiers. All in the same kind of armour. They were brutally murdered, limbs were missing holes in their chess and stomach were watching over them like large eyes. Then they saw in the middle of the first line of stakes a person standing on the path. He was wearing a black armour witch gave him metal claws and looked like dragon skin. The general approached him.

"Tell me where is your leader." He spoke from his horse.

The person just laughed and moved his head up to look at the general. "I am the lord of this land."

"Then we have come to fight you. Where is your army?" The general spoke somehow spooked by the look of the lord in front of him.

The lord razed his arms pointing at the stakes. Most of the soldiers who had not yet been in complete fear or were throwing up now felt a wave of cold chill running thru them.

"Why in gods name would a man kill his own army!" The general said in most disgust.

He was now backing up his horse from the lord still standing there.

The lord just smiled, his eyes lighting up blood red in the night's darkness.

"For they all cried for mercy. And they all had to die."