Me: Alrighty, the conclusion of this said tale of Hellsing.
Zuranna: 'bout time...
Me: ... meh! In any case, please do so enjoy and who knows, I may or may not make another off of this story... it all depends on how this ending goes and how many would like for me to go on instead of just ending it here and now.. but for now, enjoy!
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Any remaining demons who were capable of motion be it running, dragging their mangled bodies, or even tempting flight, tried to retreat at full speeds as the massive swarm of black bats bearing demonic red eyes like a plague, swarmed over any stragglers and began to rip them limb from limb, eating them alive as their screams roared throughout the blood soaked night. Those who fled past the bats grasp, were instantly attacked by those who had come to aid the attacked city of London... dragons, griffins, harpies, vampires, wolves... all assortments rose in aid. Striker flying alongside Alexial and Donovan's dragon forms, battled violently with the demons onslaught... they may have failed at the castle, but within the city itself... they were still ruling within this darkness.
With a savage demonic roar a huge demon Siberian tiger as tall as a two story house violently charged into the cities streets as high above him flew a massive ebony dragon as large as the demonic tiger beneath, with black angelic wings keeping her aloft while her pale blue eyes defiantly stared forward ready to fight, ready to protect.
Even Anderson with his own ward have returned as their flanks were covered by Ryuichi's flock of harpies who with steel feathers ready as lethal weapons, dove into the war screaming their war cries.
This was no longer a war for just the first undead king, but a war for all who wished to keep this world away from the fiery grasps of demons.
Jukash, the seven foot tall demon mosquito who had been chosen as the demon lord of this massive supposed slaughter on the demons side, with his four huge wings that looked to be made of bloody rags of flesh beating at near sightless speeds. He fled as fast as he could. Three of his six yellow eyes were closed tightly with blood seeping out as if tears. Scales along his hide glistened with blood as patches of missing scales littered his body. Many of his steel claws were cracked, shattered or plain been torn off. Half of his blade like muzzle harbored a nasty crack as more blood pooled from the sever wound.
He couldn't understand it. He had no idea as to what had just happened. At first when the undead had taken into this battle, he had seen the vampire clearly taking his time and enjoying the slaughter of Jukash's kind... yet then... shuddering, the demon feeling his wing joints ache horribly, he pushed on harder as he felt the dark pulse growing closer while the earth and very castle that rested below, trembled with such violent, it caused a few of the towers upon the castle of darkness to crash to the grounds below.
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"ATTACK!!!!"
The demon commander roared the words as he flared his four ragged wings. Like a plague themselves, demons be it winged or on foot, charged for the castle as the guardians turning from stone to flesh, raced right for them head on. The carnage was great as blood spilled everywhere. As they battled hard and fast, Jukash staring with gleeful blood lusting eyes saw his second in command, a bat demon, take refuge into the nearby forest. 'coward' Jukash thought as he raising his steel claws engaged four attacking guardians as far below the guardian canine, demonic horse and skeleton dragon also engaged into the fight.
Scythes flew, blood spilled, the ground was muddied by spilled life. Bellows of victory and doomed souls echoed all around as high above in the dark sky where the full moon hung, dark clouds with a menacing embrace began to consume as the deep rumble of thunder roared all around.
With a violent crash of lightening the clouds ripped open as with the follow up of the thunders roar, high above through the cracks of the dark clouds like a demonic eye watching from high above, the moon turning a deep brilliant crimson. Jukash fell back hard as he lost one eye to two of the guardians, he smelled their scent, felt their power, the guardians had some how gained even more strength. Taking a deep harsh breath through his parted jaws, Jukash swiftly looked to his forearms and saw the rain that whose scent had caught his very attention... this wasn't normal rain... it was... blood!
As the realization struck, Jukash heard a loud terrified screech as to the right in the forests hold where the bat demon had fled, a huge massive black form rose up as the swarm of thousands upon thousands of bats flew into the sky. The dark form itself began to blaze with hundreds, no, thousands of red demonic eyes as the mass breaking apart formed into demonic eight eyed canine heads with vicious jaws that flew forth laughing at gravity as the near fifteen heads began to feast on those demons who could not flee from their path fast enough.
That was when the clouds blazed red as the wicked laughter filled the air as full raw cruel darkness began to consume. And that was when... The King of all Undead's mood shifted, his very being, way of attack... changed.
Jukash had felt it when he fell away from the onslaught of bats and demonic canine heads. It was a heavy pulse within the very castle, a pulse that felt as if a poison in the blood that spawned the very life of darkness. A poison that meant death.
The canine heads suddenly, as if hit by shock waves, rippled and screaming what seemed in shear rage, faded from the very sight of all leaving only the bats to attack the remaining demons who fled as fast as they could... Jukash though, hanging back, watched the castle and swallowed uneasily as he in his side vision saw the few remaining comrades he had, be torn apart by the bats many tiny jaws as their greedy red eyes watched their chosen victims scream.
The poisonous pulse was still there, growing and consuming the very darkness and hold upon these lands as there... he saw it, upon the castles walls, runes of red began to blaze... blood runes, the runes that the Undead of old had used to draw up their very raw powers...
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That was when the grounds and castle shook so violently, towers crashed to the ground as any animals who had dared to thrive within these lands, fled be it on foot or wing. With a thunderous roar as if a demonic roar mixed with thunder while the blood rain continued to fall, a huge jet of molten lava and fire bellowed forth from the very center of the castle's courtyard. A sight... no one who remembered from what seemed so long ago, would ever think to see it again.
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"Yuki! Just what the fuck is going on here?!" Alexial screamed as he racing in front of her held her hand tightly in his own pulling them as fast as he could to the nearest doorway to get out of this castle. "We don't have enough time! Lord Dracula is molding with the castle, it won't stay as it is much longer!" he yelled as he folding his wings tightly to his sides, made them both dug under the sinking ceiling as it was closing in on itself. Alexial barely missing the ceiling, growled as she narrowing her eyes, sped up making herself catch up to Yuki's side forcing his hand to release her own. "What of Seras? We're just going to leave her there?!" she yelled with unsuppressed rage. Yuki growling loudly silenced any further words from Zuranna's daughter. "Did you not see that weapon that monster carried?!" he yelled as they both squeezed through a crushing in doorway to another hallway cloaked in candles and crimson carpet.
Alexial blinking remembered... that spear... Seras... her feet turning into white marble... her crimson eyes wide with terror as Maxwell cackled behind her, twisting the spear even more within the very center of her chest cavity. Her blood dripping lips moving, her voice...
"run... run away, get away... Run away and find Alucard!"
Feeling the blood tears brim her eyes, Alexial ran harder alongside Yuki. Biting her bottom lip, they raced harder and faster. "I am sorry... Seras..." the daughter of Zuranna whispered as they coming upon a door... slammed through.
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Through the huge towering jet stream of fire and lava, two massive demonic claws rose up to the crimson sky as lightening blazed all around. With sounds of deep groans and savage cracks, the castle was crumbling all around as the towering inferno consumed and grew. With a grind of egg shells under boots, the jet stream ebbed as with the final grasps of the castle fading from the very lands that now were black of ash and boiling holes oozing steam and lava... like that of an egg shape of hardened crystillian lava that still had flames roaring all along its surface as within the heart of the glass like shell... a large mass groaned, shifted, grinded.
"Yuki!"
"I see it! He has finally fully absorbed the castle!"
Hearing his words, Alexial blinking looked to the winged servant as his red eyes watched the egg tremble as his master was concealed within... the raw rage that roared from the shell's aura was near choking, drowning out almost all others powers within the lands and sky.
Without even seeing her eyes, Yuki went on... "The castles to the royals are more then just their domains... they are the very core, the very essence and raw powers that each royal has built and collected throughout their lives as royals. Just imagine this Alexial, Lord Dracula is the first of all undead, of all creatures of the night... and that castle held the very being and all of his true strength within its walls. Now he has absorbed it with his own powers having awoken from his former throne of Hell... What was shown those years back in the war of Vatican and darkness was nothing compared to what you are witnessing now!" the servant cried out as he grabbing Alexial with a protect hold, forced them back as the touch of the land was spreading towards them making the blood soaked grass they had been standing on, turn to ash and smoke violently.
Alexial with a fearful breath, watched the egg as her mind racing of Seras to Alucard... understood it too much...
"Seras... she... tamed..."
Yuki nodding fully wrapped his arms around her slender form and flaring his dusty maroon wings, slammed into the sky as the lands they had stood on was fully consumed and changed. "The Queen of all Undead has fallen, the very one who was capable of taming and keeping Lord Dracula's powers in check, in control... with her gone... now that she has been taken by that Vatican mutation... the very doorway to the Hell's throne for Seaten has opened. Lord Dracula is once more... the very monster everyone feared to come face to face with if they were to commit violent sins. The King of Hell has reawaken, he has returned!"
"DIE!"
Alexial and Yuki with fearful eyes saw the demon mosquito, Jukash, a one time demon commander, now with his mind broken from such the bloodshed and massacre of his kind... with nothing to lose, came right for them with whatever remaining steel claws drawn forth ready to take them out with him as his wings of what seemed torn bleeding rags, pummeled the air spraying blood all around as his last three remaining yellow eyes, torn by madness stared right for them. "Alexial!" Yuki swiftly flaring his wings shielded the young woman's body within his arms...
Alexial's eyes went wide as she felt the sudden blow and the crimson liquid spill over her face.
"YUKI!!!"
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Within minuets of the encasing of harden lava as fire flicked about the glistening surface, the creature within shifted forcing massive cracks to form making the sound of crashing thunder roar all around. Anyone who was watching, shielded their eyes as they all crying out fell back craving darkness as from the very cracks of the crystillian shell, blinding light not meant for mortal eyes, poured out. Those who didn't look away in time had their eyes burned into nothing from their skulls as their agonizing screamed echoed all around. Intense heat poured throughout the entire land as it continued to be consumed by the dark and rage filled touch of Dracula's powers turning lush land to ash and smoke.
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Seras stood there... she felt cold, weak, tired... war worn. Fully consumed by white marble, she couldn't see anything but darkness, her body ached, yet she could not move as any form of any slight motion brought agonizing pain. She had felt the spear go through her very body, a spear that was meant to take out Alucard... a weapon combined by the very books that were the only true downfalls of any immortal royal.
As she was stuck in that darkness, Seras gave a mental sigh as memories flooded her mind... just being a human, watching her mother and father be so brutally murdered. Joining the police force to follow in her father's footsteps... being caught between two vampires, Alucard shooting right through her heart. Changing her, training her... loving her.
Even though of the torrential pain flooding her, Seras felt the cold sticky tears seep from the brim of her eyes. Was this how it would end? Is this the real curse of being an undead? To always have a sad ending, never to have like those so many fairy tales, 'live happily ever after'?
Seras was beginning to really see the truth... the real curse was no damning of the soul.. it was cursing yourself to never have a happy ending, to always go in circles of misery, pain and loss. To always suffer... alone.
Alone.
With another weak sigh in her mind, Seras actually gave into a very small sad, yet slightly happy smile. Even though... closing her eyes and shuddering over the waves of pain... Seras, with a very weak attempt, tried to form a mental link, be it small and very frail... it was meant only for one to hear.
"Even if... I am to fade alone... I am happy... I am happy... to have met you... Alucard..."
" Thank you."
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With a violent shatter, the blinding immortals glare faded as with vicious grinding screeches, the egg having split in half crashed outward away from each other. Sending huge plumes of ash and smoke into the already dark air that still rained blood, there it rested... a form, a mass of darkness... no... two huge leathery membranes hung tightly together, they were massive wings as the black mass towered well over fifty stories tall. On top through the curled up wings, two demonic horns hung out, twisted and ribbed.
With a faint twitch of the wings pulling apart, the heat all around grew, many fell back in fear and sweat soaked by only a few mere seconds of such a cruel exposure... those who didn't flee far enough from the heat wailed as they crashed to the ash lathered ground as the heat had caused their blood to boil within their veins and spill out from their blacked cracked flesh.
With that as if crackling fireworks, a huge transparent sphere of black light encase the huge form of the High Lord as the wings parting even more... the heat didn't not continue to rise, but huge gales of savage winds did. Ash flew violently all around as within the top of the wings where the horns were held, a huge demonic head rose forth into view. With blazing eight red eyes, no longer with the muzzle of a demon like dragon seen so long ago... it was more of a man's face twisted from the grace of fire, death, decay... there were no lips to conceal the wickedly jagged teeth as burned frayed black hair hung frizzed and soaked of blood on the back of the demons head and neck where the back bone stuck out from the bubbling mutated flesh of be it scale, fur and feather...
He was that of chaos, that of darkness, nightmares, evil, cruelness, fire... He was the High Lord of Hell.
His body though remained concealed as the deafening heartbeat began to pulse once more throughout the land sending shockwaves through anyone be it nearby or just within the European country. Terror was felt all around as mortals were brought to their knees with no idea as to why.
Rising his mutated face to the burning thunderous sky that poured blood... The High Lord's jaws parted slowly making embers and smoke to bellow from his jaws as the clouds that hung above shifted, changed... to that of huge talons reaching down right for him, as if awaiting for him, ready to take him, consume him.
As he took in a breath that sounded as if a tornado roared nearby... everyone just froze as they heard the High Lord speak, a voice, like that light, was not meant for mortals to bare witness to.
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Seras gave a startled yelp as she heard the cracks all around her, near deafening as small cracks of dim light filled her crimson eyesight. Slowly ever so slowly, the marble that encased her body began to crumble away from the top of her head downward. Blinking from the sudden cold air of the night brushing her form, Seras shivered as no pin engulfed her. Yet... blinking with a weak stumble, her eyes grew wide as she saw before her... a huge crater as large as the castle of darkness, stood... with a loud cry, she stared wildly at the crater in its surrounding lands...nothing but singed ash, smoke... blood...
Seras screamed as she jumping looked to her right swiftly as she felt the hand rest heavily on her shoulder. A single ice blue eye met her crimson eyes... blinking weakly, she gave into a very shaky sigh. "Haku..." her voice was cracking and very worn, nothing more but a whisper. Haku though, his clothes torn and soaked in blood, looked to her with a solemn expression. With his other clawed hand rising, grasped her chin and softly made her look back to the crater. "Haku... why... what... happened..." she whispered.
A slow deep sigh was heard nearby to her left causing Seras Victoria to look over as there she stood. Blood soaked katana and warrior's kimono, Rouge stood there, looking with narrowed multi colored eyes at the crater before them. "The... castle of Darkness with her Master, has fallen." Haku's low voice spoke penetrating deep into Seras's mind as she standing there... the words sank in... hard.
"The castle... her... Alucard!"
Seras with tear filled crimson eyes, stood there in her bloodied ravaged clothing as Hakuyaoshi who glancing to Rogue with a faint nod of his head, made them both fall back. The grounds were all lathered with burned ash covered bodies, limbs, blood and mud as the remaining droplets of rain lifted. With a faint rumble of thunder dying away, the beams of pure moonlight began to break through as the weary, battered soldiers of all species to those of the darkness and light began to rise and stagger to their feet once more.
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Zuranna with a small cry, hung her arm onto Donovan's shoulders as he having aided her in rising, both glanced over to the dead center of the battle field where a crater from a massive explosion rested. With a watery cough that rattled her lungs, Alexial kneeled there cradling Striker's mangled limp corpse as Yuki with a limp bloodied wing stood behind her, his hands softly resting upon her shoulders. Yuki was going to take the blow from that demon's final attack, yet... Striker had taken the full blunt... All he could do now was try to comfort the weeping Alexial as she wept loudly in the bloodied feathers of Striker's muzzle as he looked to be merely asleep.
With all the aid and rising all around, everyone's eyes were turned to that crater in the center as the undead queen of all undead scrambled onto the crater's edge, just to stare down into its haunting depths.
The ultimate sacrifice, they had all heard his words, his voice speaking amongst that of fire and roaring winds.
There he stood; Seras with a small cry stumbled down the crater's edge in a very ungraceful manner and within its cold and bitter embrace, she headed very slowly towards the two figures in the center. To the left, Maxwell stood, with arms raised and empty eyes wide open stuck in a permanent look of shear terror as his entire body shimmered of black marble as to the right. With blood glistening upon tattered black leather clothing that bore many bindings long since broken, Alucard stood hunched over taking ragged breaths. With a single beam of moonlight flickering on his body, the blood on his form gave off a eerie glow as faint tendrils of pure white light began to snake over his body and limbs.
"Take my fucking soul! If you want to rid this world of evil, take it!!! And while you're at it, take his as well, but you better fucking spare her! I command it! I demand it!!"
"Seras..."
Seras jumped as she heard his raspy voice speak her name as if the very wind that softly caressed the air around them. with a small whimper leaving her lips, with her chest tightened, the undead royal continued making her way to her long time lover, her king and former master of darkness. Hearing the deep groan of rocks, Seras saw Alucard's feet slowly begin to become consumed by pure white marble. "N... NO! Alucard, what's happening?!" with her final steps turning into a full sprint, her petite hands lathered in old sticky blood, crashed hard into his arms making the vampire king only sway slightly, but no more then that, no words of violence, or growls. All that was emitted was a small bitter laugh through his parted cracked and bleeding lips. "I... no longer... have the right... to remain alive... Dear Seras..." his low voice spoke softly as with the white marble creeping up his legs, the tips of his ebony hair began to lose its luster and turn to a dull white.
Blood tears now fell down her face fully as Seras shaking hard, pressed onto his body. "No... please, please tell me you'll be ok, please, Alucard!" Seras's cries were silence as with another low laugh, Alucard like a old man, lifted a trembling hand and rested it unto the side of her face, neither one carrying that his hand was soaked in blood. Red eyes met red eyes as his were beginning to dull. His lips slowly curled into a smile, nothing more or less but that, a smile. "I... am Sorry Seras Victoria... but, I gave myself... away... to that of a higher... being." His grin turned faintly crooked as the old time glimmer weakly shined in his fading crimson eyes. "Not even... I... Dracula, nor High Lord of Hell, can fully ignore the will... of what humans call it.. God. I was made from such power, and I shall be taken by such power." Seras with small whimpers leaving her lips as she fought her sudden raging sadness, looked at him as she pressed her face into his moist warm palm. "But... why... why did you do that? We could have-"
"Seras. I had two choices to make. One, we win but I lose you, or Two... I sacrifice myself to rid this world of Maxwell, and..." his crookedness faded as that soft smile returned with his vamperic heart slowly melting away from the clutches of pure light that clung to his body. "... I know, you will be safe... unharmed and able to move on... Seras... Live long, my blood runs within you... And Seras... Thank you..." Blinking, Seras gave a small cry as she saw the white marble had crept all the way up to his shoulders, and unto his hand that still encased her face in a tender way as she meeting his eyes... his eyes. No longer red and filled with cruelty, a deep brown loving filled gaze met her own as all vamperic traits left and Alucard stood there, three fourths covered in stone, as a human who was deeply in love, and as a human that was not long for this world.
That smile of his grew sad and tender as his breath slowly slipped over Seras's pale soft face. "... thus.. I am always with you Seras... I am truly.. never gone... please, be safe, be happy... Seras..." looking from the creeping stone, Seras looked deep into his eyes as Alucard's smile grew, a shimmer of no regret was within his eyes as his smile exposed a mouth that lacked of fangs. "I love you, Seras. Oh god does it feel good, to feel the emotions I had long since lost... I love you, I love you!" laughing happily from practically yelling those words, Alucard's eyes danced upon her own as his smile was pure and wide. "Alucard..." Seras whispered as the marble crept onto his neck just below his ears, yet uncaring, he watched her still with that all so happy smile. "do not forget, souls do return to earth, reborn, but not truly forgetting those left behind. I will find you again... promise me Seras, live long, be happy, promise me."
Seras with a weak wiping of her tears onto her sleeve, smiled timidly to her love as the stone was slinking over his lips, yet the man's eyes continued to dance. "I... promise... don't... forget... me... please..." her weak voice whispered as his eyes began to fill with sadness, a promise she gave him but a promise he sought to make for her, he didn't know if he could keep, with such evil upon his heart and soul, no doubt he would never be given a second chance to life on this world. Then it was there, that sadness and true loss that sung in his aching heart, this was truly... Good Bye. He would never see Seras Victoria again. He was done, his soul no longer capable of being called his. He's sacrificed it all... For Her.
With eyes twisted in sadness, and marble creeping forth onto the last of his living flesh, a single clear tear with a small trace of blood slipped down his face as with a lusty wink of his left eye, the white marble fully consumed. With a violently flash within the night sky, Seras crying out, fell back hard as they all watched, everyone, enemies, allies... friends, servants... everyone saw the giant ball of white light slowly fly from Alucard's consumed body while Maxwell's soul remained trapped within, forever. With a strobing flash, everyone's eyes shot to the sky as the ball flew up and faded through the clouds that were already almost fully dispersed.
Reign slowly stepping forward with very little blood on his form, stood there upon the craters edge with a stern look upon his golden eyes as he looking from the statue of his king to the weeping fallen queen, to the people all around. "Everyone and everything! Give your respect, the Undead King of all vampires, the High Lord of Hell has given the ultimate sacrifice!" Rising his face high to the sky, Reign taking a deep breath, began to roar savagely to the sky as the rave owner brought from Seattle, timidly making her way up to his side watched and seeing the Queen crying heavily, rose her own face to the sky as her own dragons roar intermixed with Reign's. one by one, suddenly voices began to rise, weapons were risen, hands and claws were raised... all the while, Seras kneeled there, crying loudly, the blood tears spilling down her face. Alucard was gone... and she, for the first time in a long time, was truly sad and afraid of what was to come now.
"ALUCARD!"
as the night ebbed on to it's final rest for the new dawn, Seras's voice wailed the loudest.
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And the lights fade to dark as the curtains are drawn to a close.
Me: this is the end of this story, I do so hope you have enjoyed it, but please, keep up the reviews... and if you give me enough reasons as to why I should, I shall make another going off of this one... make a final, but who knows, that all rests upon the shoulders of my readers (smiles)
Reign: ...
Farewell for now, and thank you so much for reading my story!