Dawn approached. The rise of a new day, a magnificent sight, but only visible to those who were not underground cleaning their weapons. The men had been offered the cellar as a place to prepare. Seras and Amy desided to stay up at the bar and get something to drink. They downed the liquid in sync and ordered two more.
"Seras can I ask you something?" Amy asked, twirling a stray hair.
"Sure!"
"What's it feel like? To be a vampire I mean."
Seras downed another glass of alcohol. She looked over and with a sad look in her eyes said:"This drink, It tastes good, but it doesn't taste as good. Every time I look at food I lose my appetite. I see red and all I can think of is blood. I don't want to drink it actually. But I have to they say, or I'll die for real."
"Sounds like a hard life." Amy said rubbing Seras's back.
"But master acts like it's all so normal and easy. To take lives for yourself that is. I'm envious."
Seras was a bit surprised when she felt Amy clamp down on her in a tight hug.
"It's not a bad thing to try and prevent less death than necessary! Keep your head up, I'm sure it will get better as you learn! I'm still not used to the choices the Doctor makes."
Seras giggled a bit comparing the two guys. She imagined the doctor with Alucards attire and vice versa with Alucard wearing a bowtie and suspenders.
"Thanks Amy. I mean that a lot. I mean bloody hell, there's no one to talk to at the manor."
"What about Aler-Ala-Alucard ? That's right isn't it?" Seras nodded and Amy continued."I'm sure you will have plenty to talk about once he teaches you everything you need to know as a vampire. But right now, he freaks even me out."
"Damn right human. I ought to be strange to your eyes." Alucard teased, taking pleasure in making the two of them jump.
"When did you get here!" Amy yelled at him.
"A while ago." He looked over at her. "We're leaving in a few minutes. The doctor says you should follow me when we get up there."
"Like hell, I go where he goes."
"No stopping you is there?" He peered over his sunglasses.
"The doctor needs someone by him."
"We're going to need the doctor to act with no restraint. That means if you go with him, you cannot stop what he does. If he says burn it all;do not hesitate, and do not try to talk him out of it."
"How did you..."
"I can read your mind human. I can tell your intentions."
With that Alucard stood up and motioned for Seras to follow him. They both left the establishment without another word. Amy just sat back down and went into a rare meditative state.
"So your intel says that they haven't finished the perimeter wall?" Asked the doctor who was pointing at a map Mike had dug out.
"Aye. The lot of 'em ran out of materials to build with. There will be a supply truck that will come by about noon if it's on schedule and deliver cement to the builders."
"That gives us an oppertunity to stowaway in back. Alucard and Seras will cause a distraction on my mark."
"Which is?"
The doctor pulled out a small black box with a button on it.
"Seras has an identical one, it will ring when I press this and then Alucard said he would get Millenium's attention."
"Ehehehe, well is there's one thing the ruddy freaks can do, it's make noise." Anderson grinned.
The two men climbed out of the dark cellar, battle plan ready.
"Amy you should have gone with the others. You won't be much help on our end." The doctor said bluntly.
"Well, I'd rather have you by my side than him." She said jumping over and locking arms. He sighed, nothing to do about it at this point.
"Doctor we should be going, by the time we get there, the supply vehicle should already be unloading." Anderson urged.
"True. Let's go then."
Anderson had moved rather quickly, constantly having to allow the other two to catch up. He was dead on when it came to timing. The last sack was being hauled off as they arrived from their half hour run through inhospitable undergrowth.
Anderson darted ahead of the doctor and Amy saying he would scout it out. His real intentions were however, to kill all the freaks before the doctor got there so he wouldn't have to deal with his non-violent approach.
This man, this...doctor, he is a pacifist at heart. He will not fight until it necessary, but when he does unleash the warrior within, then death is the one friend he brings.
Maxwell's words bounced around in the Paladin's skull.
"I want to see this other side. Should be interesting." He muttered to himself, closing in on the freaks who were pouring the foundation mixture into the ground.
His blades shot out from his coat and were hurled at an insane speed at the three closest targets.
One through the eye.
One through the heart.
One through the forehead.
The bodies collapsed, and not a single scream was forced out by them. The other guards and workers didn't even notice an intruder until he weaved through them. Some tried to yell, but found quickly the their vocal cords had been slit. Blood rained from the slit throats bathing the vicinity in crimson.
The priest was disappointed, he had already dispatched all the enemies at the site. All except for one who had charged at him with bayonet far inferior to Anderson's. He demonstrated said inferiority by locking metal and splintering the weaker blade. The holy weapon penetrated the freaks skull, turning him to soot.
A light yelp from behind startled the paladin.
He turned around to find the two people he had tried to evade standing right behind him.
"Why couldn't pick up the pace at a more convenient time eh?" He said, ripping one of his swords out of the ground.
He proceeded to the front of the truck and opened the driver side door. A handgun sprung out, in the hand of the still living driver. Anderson's head was jerked back by two bullets that sunk into his skull. He didn't need sight to slam is massive fist into the freaks skull, crushing it on impact and flinging it into the opposite window, breaking that as well. He reached in and grabbed the half conscious man, throwing him out and smashing him against a tree. The brutal finisher came from an arc swing from the larger of the bayonets, cleaving downwards and splitting him apart.
"Last of em. We'll take the truck and head to the motor pool."
Amy and the doctor just stood there. Amy looked sick and the doctor looked appalled.
"Have you no restraint!" The doctor yelled at him.
"Have you no respect for the dead? I put em in the ground, where the deceased should lay." The doctor gritted his teeth at the priests remark.
"These heathens sold their humanity for a dead order. I will not allow for the unholy to tread this earth. If you doctor want to spare lives, then take up a weapon."