Neither of these anime's belong to me sadly (Ichiru wouldn't have died) but like other people on this website we love to rewrite stuff for our entertainment and I would just like to say OMG I yes yes I am of the living persuasion and also many thanks to people revieing and I have said it once and I shall say it again please review i would feel so much more motivated to bug my editor to hurry up and edit so it's up to you my beloved fans actuaaly it's not up to you but I am a budding writer please give reviews constructive stuff not meaningless flames that only help me toast virtual marshmallows oh well on with the story.
Catriona-Yagri.
Zero cursed to himself, nursing the wounds that went through his stomach. The level E that had managed to give him the severe wound was lying in the corner of his cage that previously bloody rose had been. She was the only to get close enough to even think of giving him a wound that damaging or painful, was this the pain that his younger brother went through before the last of his life deserted him, Zero thought. The other two were in much the same way; all three had had a bullet placed in each knee to stop them from attacking Zero in his state.
It had been around twelve hours according to his watch, since he had boarded the ship, about six hours ago the crew had boarded the ship laughing and joking as well as sounding a bit more than a little was risky to call for help yet every cry for help had been ignored until his voice had gone horse and still none came.
His black trench coat had been used as a blanket as the temperature plummeted. Eventually he fed of the Level E that had wounded him running out of other options, no one came even as her screams rang louder as they bounced and echoed off the walls of the container. Surprisingly the other two did not even attempt to interfere. As he drank he made up his mind, he would reach England alive(Yes, survive) make his way back to japan and then find out who locked him in here and, make them scream be they vampire, human or… hunter.
He didn't know what had happened to the rookies his first thought went to I hoped they weren't stupid enough to get themselves killed, he'd gotten several calls and texts off to Cross as well as Yagari before the ship got out of range. Shit, he thought "looks like I'm going to England but when I get back mark my words the little shits that locked that door you will burn, your families will burn and then your friends, but for now you can think I'm dead because my prey I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN" he said to himself just like he swore to kill Shizuka Hio only this time the culprits would not get off easy like she did.
Zero gave up counting the days his watch was wrecked thanks to the male Level E that now lay in a corner groaning in pain from Zero feeding from him as well as from the chunks off flesh that were missing from his arm. Zero lay on the blood covered floor of the container his hair slowly turning from its usual sliver to a dirty red from the blood on the ground staining it. Zero knew that if he looked in a mirror he be a mess, his shirt had been ripped to from a make shift bandage over his now burning and inflamed wound blood seeping through if he moved to much. His mouth was most definitely red from blood and he was sure that his fangs had not been retracted his eyes were most likely red from blood lust. The cleanest thing he had was probably his black trench coat which was made to not show blood.
He'd adjusted to the darkness after a while and had discovered he was very good at making snarky conversation with himself at first he was bothered by the growing signs that he was going insane soon he got used to it. It had been around 3 weeks of travel so far if he had the date right he might not so approximately one week till England he could survive another week on his rather cannibalistic diet. The only other information that he'd learned was that the ship was involved in the smuggling trade from illegal drugs to human trafficking, that was probably the reason no one came to help him. One thing that puzzled him was the mention of smuggling FREAK chips past Hellsing something was just off putting about the both names and he had no idea what.
The wound in his stomach had stopped bleeding, but was now redder than before as well as swollen it was difficult to move and he was now fairly sure it was infected given the amount of heat it was giving off and the pus that oozed out of it when he moved. He had a fairly sever fever, recognising the bouts of sweating and shivering as symptoms. He hoped that it hadn't seeped into his blood but from the bouts of nausea and yagari's teachings he was fairly certain that he was heading towards septic shock and if that happened the he wouldn't live to get to a hospital much less japan. As he looked at his options he already made his mind in the first week off his stay in his steal cage he repeated it in a frenzied whisper his motivation to continue his life "you will burn, your families will burn and then your friends, but for now you can think I'm dead because my prey I will hunt you down" each time be coming more frenzied as a gleam of insaity settled into his red glowing eyes the desperate the words where suddenly his reason to live to make sure that this person who attempted to kill him for whatever reason died before he fell and he would do it no matter what he would smile as he watched the person burn the join him in hell."You will burn, your families will burn and then your friends, but for now you can think I'm dead because my prey, I. Will. Hunt. You. Down."
"I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN"
A crazed laugh rang across the deck of the ship, the crew stopped and looked over to the stack of containers that the sound came from, there was silence untill the frist mate of the ship said "well who ever that was he's finished danceing on the ege and decided to jump off the cliff unload the container he's in next time we make port." he left it at that as the laughter flooded the ship again.
In Japan two young men shivered before continueing to watch the buriel cerimony though they had now body both despetly hopeing the the man being given a funral was truly dead.
Cat
