A/N: Well in this chapter things will be interesting, and this one will probably be longer then the first three, then again, things will go kind of quick, so I don't know, wanna find out? Anyways here's chapter four, and I hope you like it.

Disclaimer: I do not own Angel Sanctuary or Hellsing, though if I did, I don't think I could give it the same justice that their respective authors have.

Chapter four

Alexiel didn't know how long she slept for before she was woken to Daniel shaking her from her sleep. "Wake up, please, please tell me I beat him here." He whispered.

"Beat who here Daniel?" She asked groggily. She looked at the clock and noticed with mild annoyance that it was 5:30 in the morning, so much for a full nights rest.

"My father, Alexiel, Jeremiah died at 5:00 this morning. Since then my father's looked over the will and discovered he wasn't in it, unless of course you are dead. Since then he's been searching the estate for you." Daniel said quickly. She sat up and turned on a light only to find Daniel clutching his arm, which was bleeding badly.

"What happened?" She asked grabbing a handkerchief out of her bedside drawer and ripping it in two.

"When I wouldn't tell him which room was yours, he tried to shoot me," Daniel said with a laugh. "My own old man tried to shoot me." He said simply.

"That damn bastard." She whispered as she quickly looked over the wound then sighed. "It's missed anything major, but I'll bet it hurts like hell." She said simply as she wrapped up his arm tight. "That will stop the bleeding." She said and jumped from the bed and over to the wall.

"Remember yesterday when I told you I had a few surprises up my sleeve?" She said simply.

Daniel looked up at her. "Yeah, what about it?" He asked.

"He doesn't know the house like I do. My father and I used to play hide and seek all the time." She said with a sad smile.

"What about it?" He asked.

She hit something on the wall and it slid open. "He taught me the passages." She said simply, "Now come here." She said simply.

Without asking a question he did so. He then waited for her to explain what she had in mind. "Listen to me Daniel, David doesn't know about these passages, so stay in here next to my room until someone gets you." She said simply pulling him into the passage.

"What about you?" He asked as someone began to bang on the door. "I locked it." He whispered.

"I'll be fine, I'm going to head to the chapel. He'll look there next." She whispered, once he realizes my room is empty." She whispered and pushed a button, the panel sliding back into place before she heard the door to her room crash open.

"Where is she!?" David's voice roared.

"Stay here." She whispered then with that ran down the passage.

"Have you checked the chapel yet?" David asked.

"No sir." Another unfamiliar voice asked.

"Then let's go." He growled.

Daniel grinned in his hiding place and shook his head. "How does she do that?" He whispered.

Alexiel ran down passage after passage until she found herself where she needed to be, "This could be interesting." She whispered and pressed the button to open the passage. She found the chapel empty and silently thanked God. She stepped out and stood in front of the cross for a long moment. She was trying to figure out what her father had meant all those years.

Our salvation lies at our feet.

What did it mean? Until last night he'd only ever asked that question here, in this room, while she was standing on this spot. This was the only place she truly felt safe.

Our salvation lies at our feet.

She looked down then and noticed the grate at her feet. "Oh God, I'm such an idiot." She whispered then knelt down and lifted the grate to look into it., there was a room underneath it. "Of course, who better to watch over our fallen protector, then God?" She whispered. She stood then as she got ready to jump.

"Hold it sweet heart." David's voice rang out.

"Shit." She whispered. Then turned around and held her hands up. "Hello uncle." She said simply. He was holding a gun that was aimed at her chest. "I see you've taken it upon yourself to become the next Angelo." She said simply.

"Don't play cute with me child, what would an over privileged brat like you know about running anything, or taking matters into your own hands?" David asked.

"I'd know more about it then a power hungry ass like you would. Why do you think my father left Angelo to a woman instead of you? He knew you only wanted power." She said with a laugh. "He also knew I wouldn't let you have it." She said simply as she took a step back.

"One more step sweet heart, and you'll catch a bullet." He said simply.

"One more step, and I'll be out of your reach." She whispered and took another step back letting herself fall into the underground room. A shot rang out as she dropped and she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her shoulder. Instead of the graceful landing she hoped for she hit hard and rolled, her arm and chest screaming in protest.

"This can't be good." She whispered and slid her way to lean against a wall. She couldn't see a damned thing and had no idea what to expect. She put a hand to her wound only to feel blood seeping steadily from it. "Shit." She whispered.

Suddenly arms wrapped around her and pulled her close to a chest that seemed not to be moving at all. She didn't scream however. Who or what the hell was down here.

"Your uncle is a bit upset with you." A harsh male voice whispered in her ear, it sounded as if it hadn't been used in quite a while. He uncovered her mouth then and she heard a dry chuckle. "What do you intend to do about that?" He asked.

"He tried to kill me simply because my father left me the Angelo Corp." She hissed. "Then he shot me." She added with a growl.

"I can see that, it's a very bad shot too, you'll lose a lot of blood." He whispered.

"I really didn't wanna die like this." She growled as she saw three figures jump down into the room. "But it looks like I'm running out of options." She growled and tried to stand, but strong hands held her down.

"What do you think you're doing, the more you move, the more blood you'll lose." He whispered. And she felt something graze her neck.

"You don't think I know that?" She asked. "I know perfectly well that I'll probably end up dead before to long, but I won't let him do this. If I have to, I'll die fighting." She hissed.

"All right then, what would you have me do?" He asked his voice was suddenly sounding smoother, more familiar.

"Protect my home, don't let them have me." She hissed. "And please help me kill them." She growled.

There was a soft chuckle. "You are the first of your family not to give me an order, but you still have the old Angelo temper, so I'll help you, and I'll serve you." He whispered. Then a sword was in her hands. "I trust you know how to use a blade." He asked with a laugh.

"Doesn't every one?" She asked.

"There you are Alexiel!" David said as he came into view. "Where'd you get that?" He asked looking at the sword.

"Jeremiah gave me to her." That same voice whispered as a blade came across David's throat. It was an old samurai sword.(A/N: I had to have him use that sword.)

"You! You're…The Angelo protector?" David Asked sounding truly terrified.

"I am, and you're trying to kill my Angelo." He whispered in the man's ear and then without hesitation cut the man's head off. Alexiel sighed as she began to feel rather dizzy. That was when one of David's men attacked her, she sliced him easily then looked for the other, there had been three.

"You killed my master bitch." A man said as she felt a gun barrel at the back of her head.

"Sorry, he had it coming." She whispered and then swung around with her blade to slice the man. In the act of spinning she finally lost her balance and fell forward, only to be caught by the strong arms of a still faceless man.

"You must give me a name Lady Alexiel Angelo. Name's hold power after all, and the name you give me will tell me the amount of power I can have." He told her.

She thought for a moment, her great grandfather had named him Lucien, which seemed like a good name, for the moment at least. "I'll call you Lucien, is that all right?" She asked sounding very tired.

"Lucien's fine for now, now lets get you healed up." He whispered. And she found herself on a bed, wait…wasn't this her bed? She couldn't think. She saw a man with his back to her knock on the wall. "Come out Daniel, Alexiel's been shot." He said. "And if I don't heal her soon she might die." He added.

With that Alexiel passed out. She didn't know for how long, or who all had seen her since he'd brought her into her room, and didn't rightly care either. She dreamed about seeing the man from her dream again, and rather hated that, if she were dead the least he could do was leave her alone.

She woke up at some point during the night once to see someone sitting in a chair near her bed, sleeping. She didn't know who it was and was asleep too soon after seeing him to care, if he wanted to kill her, he'd have to wait to do so.

After what seemed like ages she finally awoke in her bed. It was slow at first until she realized she was in her own bed, and she wasn't dead. Her chest and shoulder and arm were still very sore, but the pain meant she was very much alive.

She sat up quite suddenly and heard someone give a small shout of surprise. It was Daniel, and he looked absolutely sick with worry.

"You're awake, finally! There was a little bit of time there when I thought we'd lost you." He said and gave her a ginger hug, keeping away from her bandaged shoulder as much as possible.

"There was a while there I thought you'd lost me too." She whispered. "Daniel, I'm-."

He cut her off. "Don't apologize for that man, he wasn't even my father any more." He told her simply. There was a knock on the door then and a maid entered looking rather flushed.

"My lady, Lucien would like to see you." She said and Alexiel realized that the flushed look was actually due to the girl blushing. "He's quite the charmer." She said simply and for some reason that irritated Alexiel.

"Please, tell him he doesn't have to ask to see me so long as he only sees me while I'm decent." She told the maid. She'd been put into a men's dress shirt at some point and wondered who it belonged to.

"Yes miss, and, you might want to tell him to buy some clothes." The maid said. "He's been running around in robs for three days." She added with a giggle.

"And what if I like wearing only a robe?" An all too familiar male voice asked. She knew what he'd look like before he even walked in the door. That soft deep voice belonged to a tall man with now waste length black hair and piercing silver-grey eyes. It was a voice that was so sweet to listen to and annoyed the hell out of her. He walked in and she glared daggers at him. "Hello Lady Alexiel Angelo. Glad to see you're alive and conscious." He said with a ghost of a smile.

"Hello Lucien." She all but hissed. He chuckled.

"Glad to see you still remember our last encounter." He said as the rather lose fitting robe slipped of one shoulder to reveal a hard and well muscled chest.

"Please, put some clothes on." She asked him, that robe was tied all too loosely and she could almost see the rest of him, not just his chest.

"Still no orders?" He asked sitting on the bed and leaning over to move her shirt off her wounded shoulder, the movement and gesture was surprisingly gentle.

"No orders, I don't want a pet." She told him as he checked the wound, it was rather small now. One could hardly tell she'd been shot, it looked almost as if she'd been stabbed instead. "I never did want a pet, rather an alley that would help me willingly." She told him.

"That's kind of you, but I was meant to take orders my lady." He said simply as he lifted the robe to cover himself a little better. "I wouldn't mind taking any order from you." He said simply.

"Well I mind giving them." She told him just as simply.

"You're wound is healing up very well my lady. For that I am glad." He said with a laugh. "I wouldn't want my new master to die just yet." He said still chuckling.

"What, might I ask, is so damned funny?" She asked hotly.

"You are. You're a lady, one of the few I've ever seen who actually acts like one." He said simply his hand leaving her shoulder to cup her face. "Don't ever change that." He said, a look of sincerity in his eyes.

"I don't think you'll have to worry about that one much, this is how I've always acted, and will continue to act until my dying day." She told him as she moved her face away from his hand.

"Then I suppose I should be dressed then, today will be a long day." He said. "For you and I especially, my lady." He said with a smile, then he left. Leaving Alexiel to watch him go and wonder what she was going to do about this beautiful man who seemed to want to be her slave.

A/N: Alrighty we're done, It 's done, and only a little bit longer then my other chapters. Please let me know what you think and thanks for reading.

Rin: You're done?

Me: With this chapter? Yes, with the story itself laughs not by a long shot

Rin: Really?

Me: Really really…now…on to chapter five!