The Fall of Alucard
Trapped in the abysmal darkness of unconsciousness Alucard dreamed, mainly of dismembering a certain unwanted priest. One subconscious image stood out from the rest though. Partly because it was too clear and crisp to be the stuff of dreams and mostly because it was a recollection of the last sword fight he had ever had. Against the first Hellsing, the man who had "gained" his allegiance for the rest of his un-life. Pretty much by beating the undead shit out of him and then not letting him die until they had performed some crazy-ass experiments on him. But that was beside the point he had no reason for memories, but he did have a reason for a plan, which he now had.
The glass behind him shattered, Shit. Apparently the bastard Alucard still had one in the chamber when he was deprived of his ammo, perfect just when he started looking forward to a good nap back at the orphanage. Turning to face his previously incapacitated assailant and drawing his newly blooded sword on one smooth moment he just managed to block the massive pistol hurled at his head and see Alucard stooping to pick up something off of the ground.
Alucard knew that if were to do anything to the contrary he would end up with yet another sword in his gut, so he threw Jackal at Anderson praying that he wouldn't chop it in half because that could be rather unfortunate. Then bending over to pick up a sword that the Judas priest had dropped earlier in the battle. And waiting for Alexander to regain his footing.
Anderson was more stunned in that moment than in his entire life preceding it; not only had he been beaned in the forehead by a handgun that was far too large he now faced a long sword wielding Alucard, that from the way he automatically entered a well practiced fencing stance meant he knew what he was doing rather intimately. He could not under any circumstances let this go without a verbal jab at Alucard it just wasn't possible.
"Just whit the heel do ya tink yeer doin' midian? I dinnae know ye knew hew te 'andle a sword lik dat!"
"oh! Blissfully ignorant Judas do you think that one lives through the 12th century with out learning at least a little bit of sword play!" retorted Alucard. " now if you wouldn't mind I would like to continue this little scrap, EN GARDE!"
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A.N. yea for cliffhangers R&R for any kind of plot twists later on or for any thing at all (please)(TT)