Anderson closed his eyes, thinking to himself.
So he thinks I am to be his mate? Ugh, Here I am, bound by Alucard's demon shadows, in the Hellsing estate, in his room. What else could go wrong?
He was so deep in his thoughts of escape and skewering a certain vampire that he did not realize the other presence in the room. The shadows loosened and still his thoughts carried on, blind to the 'person' moving towards Alexander with cat-like stealth. He had only then opened his eyes when he felt heavy chains swish around his ankles in place o the cold shadows.
"What the he--" He screamed only to be cut off by a gag. His captor quickly rebound the priest with the heavy chains in place of the shadows. Alexander tried to glance at his captor. He was surprised and disgusted at the same time. It was a small boy, with strange cat ears and a tail to match. His eyes quickly were drawn to the red band around his arm. A Nazi, Millennium. The cat-boy smiled and took hold of the completely bound, angry priest and disappeared into nothingness with his captive in hand.
Alucard sensed something was off, but he couldn't quite place it. Even with all of his vampiric advantages, he couldn't quite place what he was sensing. He quickly but stealthily excused himself from Integra's God awful fundraiser and headed down to the dungeons. He made a quick turn and entered his own room only to find nothing. His beloved was gone. He pondered this for a couple minutes, thinking of ways he could have escaped. There were none. He could not have escaped his binding shadows. He then realized what had transpired. The only one able to move past his shadows is that cat-boy. The boy who is everywhere and nowhere, Schrodinger.
"Dammit!" Alucard was seething. The Nazis had his beloved priest for who knows what reasons. Who knew what they would do to him. The Idea of something vile came to mind. That bastard Major could even take what Alucard was to take himself. He could be defiling the priest as he stood there infuriated. He would rescue his priest, and in turn Anderson would be forever in his debt. A devilish grin appeared on his features as he realized what oppertunities were being dangled in front of him. If he saved the priest from this peril then he would be forever in love with him. He would stay with him for all of eternity. Alucard was actually giddy with anticipation.
Alucard quickly dressed in his usual red greatcoat and, cravat, and hat. He armed himself with his Jackal and Casull. He 'spoke' to Integra through his vampiric telepathy, half heartedly apologizing for acting on his own. She told him to 'eliminate those Nazi bastards once and for all,' which made Alucard even more excited, making his grin even more deadly. Gingerly, he faded off into his familiar darkness in search of his beloved and his captors.
The small cat-boy had appeared in a very sterile laboratory with his prisoner in hand. The Lab was almost shining white with sterility. Besides all of the cupboards filled with needles and solutions, Anderson's eyes were drawn to something much more ominous. A large metal examination table with leather straps at the ankles and wrists. The table was crucifixion style with extra metal restraints dangling down from the side. Anderson gulped, this could not be good at all. All of a sudden two men came wandering through the sliding door. Both dressed all in white, both blonde, one was incredibley tall and lean while the other was short and fat. The short man waltzed up to the captive priest and took his jaw into his gloved hands.
"Wonderful work Schrodinger! Just wonderful!" The short man said with glee, obviously the leader.
"Ja Ja, I must say I am quite excited. Thank you Schro," The taller man spoke, both their accents thick almost to the point of inncoherance.
"Dok, are you ready?" He inquired, all the while he was starring intently into the priest's eyes. Devilish crystal blue starred into Anderson's beautiful green eyes, the short man's eyes filled with promises of the torture to come.
"Ja, we are ready." He could practically smell this 'Dok's' excitement all the way across the room.