Warning: Contains excessive violence, not for the easily squeamish or faint of heart.

Proverbs 6:34-35- For jealousy makes a man furious and he will not spare when he takes revenge. He will accept no compensation, demanding full punishment; he will refuse, neither will he be satisfied though you multiply gifts.

It's been three consecutive days in a row that Integra's been out with her Spanish savior; Armando, how she found the time all of a sudden, no one knew, not even I, but her orders were strict and simple, no one follows her, and I for one did not want to prod her thoughts, for which I'm sure would upset me even more.

This was the fourth day now, and she hasn't even come home this time. I can't quite take it anymore; I cannot bear to see another man, not to mention a dark sorcerer with my beloved Master, putting his greasy hands on her… Just the thought of it makes me shiver in disgust. There was a point in time where my master was not so cold towards me, where we would have late night discussions in her chambers, about the most private of things at that. It was a side of her only I knew, never to murmur a word to anyone. It was between her and I to share, and then it stopped, and I know why it stopped. But I wanted to hear it from her, I wanted her to admit to it, not push it away and bury it like she did. Integra became cold toward me like anyone else to hide herself from me… What a child she still was. I think it's time to show my Master how I truly feel about her tryst with Armando.

Alucard was in a trance from his deep thoughts, seething with emotion he's never felt before. As he has never been in this situation before. Suddenly his privacy was cut short.

"My my, Count, it seems you have yourself in a pickle. Tell me, why listen when you don't have to?"

Alucard chuckled as he poured himself another glass of wine. "I do, just not all the time."

"Oh, but you're more of an obedient dog than I am." The man leaned against the wall. "Unless the whole situation just, gets you off."

Alucard smiled again feeling oddly friendly. "Drink with me." He poured another glass. It floated over towards the man as he caught it. He lifted the glass as a thanks and took a sip. Alucard studied the man, tilting his head. "I suppose we both find ourselves in situations where we are yet to take action." He paused. "Although, your situation is very… Unique."

The man against the wall grinned, bearing large sharp canines. He took another sip of his wine.

Yellow eyes met Red eyes. "Well how do you suppose I tell the whelp what I actually am." It was more a statement than a question.

Alucard shrugged. "He knows what you are; he doesn't know who you truly are Kano. Or should I say Lycaon."

Finally Integra's car pulled up to the manor, her and Armando stepped out. She was wearing her usual black suit. Did she sleep over his house? No, she wouldn't. They both walked into the house, she was glimmering and smiling, actually smiling.

"I'll be up to your office in a few; I'm just going to use the washroom."

Armando announced giving Integra a modest peck on the cheek. That's as far as she let him go. She nodded and started off toward her office.

Armando waited until she disappeared.

"...Ugh, finally." He pulled out a unique black coin with symbols painted blood red. A devil was heads and a death skull was tails.

"That woman just can't get enough of me, but I must say she truly is boring." He said in a cocky manner laughing at his own pitiful excuse for a joke.

He flipped the coin in the air. "Heads are where Count's weapons of choice are. Tails is where Count is..." He closed his eyes while saying the phrase. The coin slowly landed in his hand, he closed it and flipped it on his other, he opened his eyes and it was...

"Heads... Perfecto." A piercing black light came from the coin and sucked him in with its self.

He reappeared in Alucard's chambers, looked toward a lone table where Alucard's guns sat and walked to them. "Casual and Jackal, oh my, these are beautiful guns. I could just take them myself." He tried to lift the guns but he could not. "Shit these are heavy ah well, without these the count will be mostly useless." He grinned evilly levitating his hands over the guns.

"EGO sum responal of Deus. Carnifex of Deus. Terra instrument of divinus ultio ultionis parumper creatura amo vos. Meus absentis est ut!" The guns levitated under where his hand was, then instantly turned into a pile of rust metal in a powdery form. He blew away the pile leaving nothing. "Hm, that was easier than I expected." He laughed at his accomplishment and pulled out his cell phone.

"Hola...Si, the deal is finished...Yes...I will...de nada...Long live the Masquerade!" Suddenly a knife seized his hand going through it and breaking the phone. Blood oozed from his palm, and fear spread across his face.

"Well, well, well, what have we got here, are you lost sir?" Kenneth was standing in a doorway arms crossed.

Armando quickly belted out a different doorway.

Kenneth sighed. "Must I always have to chase..."

Integra walked up to hear office and closed the door behind it stood Alucard. She knew but didn't pay it any mind. He was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, wearing that same attire from the party. As a matter of face he rid that old Victorian get up, and stuck to the new one, that truly show his tall brawny figure and his handsomeness, but she would never admit to that.

"Was he good?"

"Excuse me?" She turned around to face him.

"I asked if he was good." He said with a strange hazy look in his eyes as if he was in some type of trance.

Integra looked at him bewildered. "Alucard, it's early in the morning, I really don't have time for your games, and aren't you usually sleep?"

He stood up straight and put his hands in the front pockets of his slacks. "I mean, you had sex with him right, I just wanted to know if he was any good." He blurted out quickly.

She punched him her mouth agape at what he just said to her. "Have you lost your damn mind speaking to me that way?! How dare you accuse me of being a whore, you don't know that we did anything, and even if we did it wouldn't be any of your business!"

Alucard moved closer to her. "Well, you obviously did something, I can tell by the look on your face."

She raised a threatening brow at him. "First, you have no right to be in my office waiting up for me like I'm some teenage girl. Second and this is really none of your business, we did not have sex! Now leave Alucard!" She was infuriated practically screaming at the top of her lungs.

Integra turned to walk away from him but he grabbed her arm and pushed her flat against the wall. He stood in front of her pressing his body tightly against hers. "He isn't what you need. I am." He crushed his lips onto hers.

Her eyes widened.

"He's lost his mind; he's actually out of his right damn mind." Integra thought to herself.

Finally he pulled his lips off hers so she could catch her breath. This was her chance to slap some sense into him. Integra took the heel of her palm and hit it against Alucard's nose. She felt and heard it crack on impact, it bleed instantly. He stumbled back a little.

"What the bloody hell is wrong with you?!" She said looking up at him.

He wiped his nose as it slowly regenerated. "Nothing my Master, nothing." He crushed his lips onto hers once again and groped her right breast madly. It was as if it was not truly Alucard.

Secretly Integra would be the first one to admit that Alucard is very handsome, and attractive. But since he's a vampire she wouldn't even go there. Or would she? It is Alucard; he does know her better than anyone ever would, even herself. Why not?

"No this is just foul."

He took his lips off hers and slowly went to licking the nape of her jawbone. He started to unbutton her suit jacket with one hand, with the other reached up, and ran his fingers through her pale blonde hair.

She couldn't fake it; she wanted Alucard all along, all alone. But not this way, no, not this way in the least this was highly inappropriate and this was NOT Alucard.

Integra moaned a soft sound from her throat, but quickly caught herself, moved her hands to Alucard's shoulders and gripped them making him think she was giving in, but in return she leveled her knee and kicked him in the groin.

Alucard growled loudly his eyes practically fell out of his head; he slowly fell onto the floor.

"At which point do you say it's enough Alucard!" The look on her face was so serious it could probably kill if it wanted to and right about now, it did. "I will deal with you later, you are to stay in your –"

Suddenly Armando came busting in slamming the door behind him and locking it. Integra spun around to notice his hand was bleeding.

"Is everything alright, I heard screaming?" he asked a bit out of breath.

She narrowed her eyes in suspicion. "Yes everything is fine, but, what happened to your hand."

He looked at it his chest moving in and out. "Oh nothing just, um, broke my cell phone by accident, see?" He showed her the broken phone.

"Was it important? You could use my phone-"

"No. No, no, don't worry, I uh, I have to uh get going anyway, besides." He looked down at Alucard. "You seem quite busy."

"Really Armando it's no problem, and I'm not busy he-"

Sounds on banging on the door cut her off. There were muffled voices.

"OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR YOU CU-"

"Kenneth calm down." Seras said.

"Sir if you would just let me, I could open it." Walter replied in his gentlemen like manner.

The muffled voices quieted and there was a click on the door.

"What the hell is going on in this house?" She said walking to the door, not noticing Armando suspiciously walk behind her. She opened the door, instantly Armando grabbed her and put a gun to her head.

"What the hell are you doing!?"

"Sir Integra!" Walter's hands jerked.

"Surly now you wouldn't really want to do that Angel of Death now would you, I'm a dark sorcerer my reflexes are more up to date than yours. I will probably end up shooting her first before you even touch me."

"You've got to be kidding another one of you creeps." Integra was through with the day already, and she wasn't the least bit interested in the situation she was in.

"Oh shut your mouth, you dumb Brit. You didn't want to listen to the Count when he pleaded, practically begged you to not have any type of affair with me. I mean, how fucking stupid are you. Letting a stranger in your house, not believing your beloved pet over someone you just met? You must be a really desperate, especially since you fell in love with me so easily, but how can I blame you, I'm very, very good looking, so it's completely understandable." Armando was laughing at himself.

Integra started laughing.

Armando furrowed his brows. "And what is so damn funny?"

"I never fell in love with you, you demon."

"Ah, correction, dark sorcerer, why can't you people ever get it right? They do still exist! We are still dangerous!" He waved the gun around carelessly.

"Dad." Kenneth tried to link with the entranced Alucard. "You need to snap out of it."

"Maybe you shouldn't wave that gun around like that someone could really get hurt." Integra added her two cents laughing almost hysterically. Walter, Seras and Kenneth was confused it was as if Integra had lost her mind. She didn't however, Integra was laughing out of fear. Fear out of what was going to happen in a few minutes.

He smacked her with the gun. "You're a bit demanding senora, but I like it, a lot. I'll have a lot of use for you." He smiled the smile that was no longer warming, but disgust as Integra noticed his greasy features.

Everyone noticed as Alucard started moving.

"Oh look Count's awake, now this party can really start. So, now how about some breaking news from el Diablo, I'm kidding from the Masquerade! Ahem...Casull and Jackal are no longer with us, lets us bow our heads in a moment of silence." Armando was having too much fun, so much fun that he was becoming less aware of his surroundings.

Alucard stood up; he seemed a bit drawn by something. He started laughing weirdly.

"What's so got damn funny Count?! Why is everyone laughing?! Only I'm supposed to be laughing."

"So, I no longer have weapons huh?"

"No Idiot, not really."

"Do you forget what I am Armando. Do you forget what you're looking at right now?"

"Well, with all due respect Count I don't give a fuck who any of you really are. I'm just here to do a job and take Integra for my personal reward."

Alucard started walking around Armando as if sizing up his prey, than he noticed it, the cut on his palm.

"You don't show much respect for your elders do you? What has become of the Masquerade, hiring young...unskilled, immature, fresh...?" Alucard looked as if he was falling into a trance.

"So fresh, humans, with...warm...blood flowing like a river whose current won't stop, a river that's endless."

"What the fuck? You don't get it do you maldito chupavergo!"

Alucard chuckled; he was obviously having fun with this. "Cock sucker? Hahahaha. Oh, a vocabulary on you."

"Alucard stop playing and get it over with." Integra was annoyed and was still being choked by Armando.

He glanced over at her without a look of concern. "Master, my beautiful Master. Give me permission, to destroy and tear this human to shreds, please." He grinned bearing all fangs.

That word struck a chord. Human, he was human, but he was evil, was he beyond man's law or was he not. She was thinking it over.

"Uhp, to late Master."

Armando head shot towards Alucard. "What?! You can't do that, you have to take an order."

Alucard's sported a mad grin from ear to ear.

His eyes glowed and suddenly Alucard snapped like never before. His body sprang up on Armando's knocking Integra away. Walter ran to go help her up. And they all watched in for what Alucard was going to do to the man that tainted the manor.

(Not for the squeamish.)

Alucard was drawn by the plumy fountain of blood like a hideous puppet on a score of whipping strings. He flailed against Armando then anchored his ungloved fingernails hard into his neck and wrapped the other arm around him in an agonizing embrace. His tongue flashed at the blood that spilled from his claw marks. He opened his mouth wide his canines grew and he sank his fangs into Armando's neck. That's all she wrote, he had him. Armando was his for the taking. His personal reward.

His height his strength his powerful shoulders, his huge hands compared to Alucard, none of it could help him. Alucard let out a muffled sneer. He drew up the first thick swallow of blood and he thought his head would swoon.

Integra could not keep her eyes off the massacre soon to turn her whole office bloody. She watched as Alucard's neck muscles moved with every drink. It was the first time she truly feared him, not for what he was, not for the fact the bonds failed to work, but because of what she's done.

At once, Armando's crazed luminous thoughts, and what he knew of the Masquerade drew Alucard in, he allowed the images to flood him.

"Can't go for a quick death, must have every single drop of blood inside him. The heart must pump, do not give up on me now. Must kill you for taking my beloved Master away, but not yet, no, no don't fail me, I've been hungry for a very long time, I need you to cure that for me."

Alucard was in ecstasy, if he had ever tasted blood this strong, this sweet, salty and thick. He had no memory of it; there was no way in the world his memory could record something so, delightfully pleasurable. The absolute rapture of his thirst staked, hunger cured, and the seeming loneliness dissolved.

Everyone heard it, Alucard's seething, and strong breaths. It was horrifying, whether you were an angel of death, an ice queen, his servant or even his own son. Such a dreadful feasting noise never heard before.

Alucard's fingers massage Armando's thick muscles; his nostrils were pressed into his pampered skin. Finally he spoke, in a muffled voice.

"Hmmm, love you wouldn't hurt you for the world, you feel it, it's sweet isn't it. I just have to do this, for us, for the kids. That is what you told your wife isn't it Armando, isn't it?" He spoke in a mocking tone, elongating all the words making them soak in. He spoke over the shallows of gorgeous blood.

Integra's eyes widened. "He has a family, a trial, not his life." She jerked forward in a fit of weakness not thinking. Seras held her by Kenneth's signal.

"If you don't let go Seras I'll have you locked up in that room of yours forev-"

"I'd rather have that fate then you share the same as Armando's" She gestured toward her Master's feeding session. "Never bother a vampire when its feeding Sir, for you'll become its dessert. And I really don't think Master is here with us right now." Seras let Integra go. Integra stayed still.

In Armando's shock and disbelief he let go, utterly surrendering to the delirium that Alucard had stoked with each word. Alucard was through with being gentle. He ripped at his neck widening the wound, rupturing every artery more fully. The blood gushed anew.

And his bloody-fit massacre began.

An exquisite shiver ran down Alucard's back to his groin. It was pain and pleasure commingled as the hot and lively blood forced itself into the micro fibers of Alucard's flesh. More, he had to have more. He had to finish.

"Stay alive, you don't want to die, no, please stay alive." He crooned rubbing his fingers in Armando's hair.

By this point Armando was begging for his life, screaming in agonizing pain for Alucard to stop.

"Oh stop crying you. You asked for this fate, everyone is a traitor in the Masquerade, just because I fell in love with a human, just because I am in love? You will all suffer a horrible fate for what you have done."

Armando's knees buckled, Alucard threw him to the floor.

"That's enough Alucard, he's dead!" Integra was trying her best to get through to him but it would not work. This wasn't Alucard, it was Dracula.

"So many victims...so many centuries...so many humans, and I have never drunk so deeply in my 565 years of death. I guess it is true what they say Armando. Revenge is a dish best served cold, and I'm going to make sure you're left with no hot or warm blood. I am going to drink you dry." Alucard said as he was into dark tasty dregs, pulling out the very vessels themselves in sweet clots that dissolved on his tongue.

He kneeled down to Armando and cupped his face with both hands.

"Alucard I order you to stop!" Integra used her bonds.

The sigils lit up on his hands appearing on his bare skin. It burned, his hands were steaming and yet he did not seem to phase it. He continued his massacre.

"Oh, you are so precious, yes, yes you are. You are magnificent."

He closed his canines on the skin of Armando's face and ripped it open over his forehead lapping at the rich tangle of bleeding vessels that covered his skull. There was so much blood there, so much blood behind the tissues of the face. Alucard wanted it all.

Integra was witnessing her pet disobey her order, taking in the pain of the sigils, while tearing apart a single human being in front of her. She has never witnessed anything so gruesome in her entire life.

Alucard sucked up the fibers and then spit them out bloodless and white, watching them drop to the floor like slop. He wasn't finished he wanted the heart and the brain. He wanted everything, he wanted all of him, he would leave nothing but bone if he had to. He went for it.

Alucard made his fingers rigid like a deadly spade and drove it into him, tearing linen, and cracking breastbone, then reaching through his soft entrails until he had the heart. He drank from it, yes he drank deeply, and it was absolutely divine, it had plenty of blood. He sucked it to a pulp and let it fall when dry.

It was bloody. Integra's office floor was a bloody massacre; there laid a dead and dried out carcass of a human being who tried to kill her, so why feel bad?

She chose him over Alucard, that's why.

Alucard stopped, an unneeded breath coming in heavy sighs. The blood danced in him, spasms ran through him, the room was flashing on and off. That moment was better than anything, it was the release he needed.

"Sweet, so sweet, how does that feel hmmm? I will be watching. Whoever you are, I'll be watching, the Masquerade's downfall will soon come, yes I know now, he was good, too good, too lusciously good, that Armando, yessss." Alucard hissed in a velvety voice.

He could hear the roar of his blood in his very own ears, he felt it moving over his scalp, felt it tingling in his cheeks and in the palms of his hands, in the tip of his groin, the bottom of his feet.

Seras all of a sudden did not feel too well, she ran out clutching her stomach. Kenneth had a maniacal grin on his face. He witnessed the greatest feeding.

"Walter...get...this...cleaned up. Please." Integra said in a whisper. The room reeked of death. Human parts were everywhere. The smell of death was something she could handle but this was the smell of a massacre, a bloody massacre.

"Right away Sir." Walter bowed and walked out to get the help.

Left standing in the room was Alucard's gaze of disdain toward Integra, and herself not knowing what to do or say.

"Alucard..."

"There's nothing to say." He rubbed his hand. "No secrets right Master." He stated with a grin, and with that he disappeared.