Rip Van was thrown clear of the explosion as plane slammed into Avarice. She hit the wall and slumped down against the ground. The draculina/werewolf hybrid pulled her legs to her chest as she transformed back into her draculina self and watched in sheer horror as something rose from the inferno in the middle of the hangar. 'It can't be him…It can't be Samuel…' She thought her mind in sheer terror.

Alucard laughed as he stepped out of the wreckage, his coat hanging from around his shoulders as he casually sauntered over to Seras, who sat crouched behind the Messerschmitt in a daze.

"Hello Police Girl," Alucard said as he looked her over. She looked a little shaken, but otherwise she was fine. He was about to order her to get a transport ready to move when a gigantic axe burst through the cockpit of the Messerschmitt and loped off his head. Spikes of solidified miasma exploded out of the ground around Alucard's body, impaling it over and over again until it looked like a bloodied pincushion.

"MASTER!!" Seras screamed. Not just because Alucard had just been mauled, but because Avarice was the one holding the axe. The homunculus' upper half, minus its left arm, rose out of Seras' shadow as a dozen of his tentacles wrapped around Seras' body and immobilized her. Avarice grinned as he forced a tentacle in her mouth and forced it down her throat again, gagging her.

"So much for your friend," Avarice laughed as he loomed over Seras, "I never finished fucking you last time…Guess we'll have to fix that, won't we?" He sneered.

A burst of gunfire could be heard in other parts of the castle as Alucard's Jackal and his Casull emptied two full clips into Avarice's torso. The homunculus' torso resembled Swiss cheese after Alucard stopped firing. However, the damage to his face was far worse. A round from the Jackal had blown off his left ear and separated that end of the jaw from the skull, while another had caught Avarice right between the eyes and taken both eyes out.

" 'ow?" Avarice asked Alucard's body as the dark blue miasma poured out of the wounds, regenerating the destroyed tissue. "How can you still be alive?!"

"You tried to rape my servant," Alucard stated as the duplicate body Avarice had demolished melted into a pool of blood. The real Alucard stood behind the twelve-foot tall homunculus in his straightjacket form. "And now you're going to die." Shadows burst from around Alucard as thousands of red eyes began to appear around Avarice.

"Ah shit…" Avarice groaned as he reattached his left arm to his torso and pulled another axe from his shadow with his right hand. He gave a howl of dismay as he saw the massive hellhound Baskerville come charging out of Alucard's disintegrating body. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU?!" He roared and swung the gigantic medieval weapons at the demon hound wildly, only to let out a shriek as his top half was devoured rather gorily by Baskerville. His tentacles went limp around Seras and disintegrated back into the shadows.

"That was rather pathetic," Alucard remarked snidely as his body reformed to its original stage. "Police Girl, are you alright?" He asked nonchalantly as his gaze traveled to the topless and effectively nude Rip Van curled up in the far corner. 'Hmm…lunch…' He thought and licked his lower lip at the thought.

"Yes master," Seras replied, gasping her breath, unaware of what Alucard was looking at.


Unfortunately for Metal, Malice had killed all the vampires off. As they landed in the 'lobby', they saw the total bloodbath around them. They gave a deathglare at the thirteen foot tall walking inferno. "You stole Our kill," Metal stated, pointing an accusing finger at the homunculus.

"All's fair in war Metal," Malice retorted with a sneer. "What are you going to do about it?"

"Indeed. What are you going to do about it Metal?" Hubris inquired as he rose out of Metal's shadow, his body still concealed within his cloak.

Metal turned to Hubris and gave him a deadpan look. "Slay you, Malice, and Sinister before you all complete your dastardly plans," Metal replied as he pulled out one of his MGMs, "Or at least, that's what a 'knight in shining armor' would tell you. Us? We're no knight in shining armor. We're gonna make all of you beg for death before We're through with you."