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The Fall of Alucard
Father Alexander Anderson was about to meet the reckless charge of Alucard with his new sword when he got hit square in the back by yet another shell from that damned anti-midian cannon Harkonnen. Then adding injury too injury Alucard had cleared the distance and landed a solid upper cut on what was left of his chin send him up and back about 300 meters and quite coincidentally landing about 3 meters away form the very vampire who had first shot him in the back, Seras Victoria.
Seras knew she was in trouble as soon as Alucard hit Anderson in her direction. And then she realized just how much trouble she was in when she had to dive out of the way before he crushed her on his way down. Grabbing her smaller rifle she took aim and slowly backed away before he could regenerate all the while hoping to god that Alucard was hurrying his undead-ass over hear to help her.
Anderson had to admit that the uppercut had hurt more than the shell but he would console himself by ripping that slut police girl in half. Drawing one of his normal blades he advanced on her absorbing one round after the next as she delivered them from her .50 caliber assault rifle.
"time to die wee draculina." drawled Anderson with sadistic glee.
"SCREW YOU!" Yelled Seras as she dragged Harkonnen up and fired at point blank range, which served a dual purpose the first was quite obviously trying to kill or at the very least slow him down, and the second was to propel Seras away from him at the highest speed possible, which the blast of the HE shell provided in excess.
As this was happening Seras was in constant contact with Alucard this is how that conversation went.
"Alucard?"
"yes?"
"Where in the hell are you?"
"Bleeding profusely, you?"
"What!"
"That bastard stuck me when I hit him over there"
"Well hurry the hell up and help me!"
"I'm coming don't worry."
And Alucard was, at quite the speed too. He was eager to see just what exactly he had shot before it all went to hell. From what he could see through the smoke he was fairly sure that it was a sword of immense length and breadth. Longer than even Harkonnen, but size alone wouldn't constitute a good weapon against vampires there had to be something g special about that sword he just didn't know what and he was determined to find out.
Anderson knew That gun had to go partly because it was slowing him down and interrupting his fighting groove, but mostly because he was sick and tired of getting blown to hell every 2 minuets. Advancing on the girl and allowing his regenerative powers to take the shots from her rifle he got pretty close to finally getting her until she pulled up that blasted cannon again and blasted him in the damn face.
Seras Victoria wondered briefly why she thought blasting at close range would be a good plan because now she was hurtling very quickly towards the English channel with no way to slow down and no one to help her when she landed which was sure to result in unconsciousness which was a bad thing while fighting their biggest enemy in un friendly territory. Then she hit the ground the unbearable pain of her back breaking lasted approximately 5 seconds until the merciful blackness consumed her.