He stood on the rooftop staring down at his target. He was positioned far beyond the sight of any regular human, but that was no problem for him. After all, he was a vampire. He smirked as he watched her pace back and forth inside her room, mumbling things to herself. She stopped and stood in front of the portrait hung on her wall. His red orbs focused on her long hair intently, wondering how she took such good care of it.

She stopped her pacing and sat in her chair, in front of her desk. She sighed and rubbed the bridge of her nose, showing her stress. Must be from the humans that were coming soon. He wondered: If she was this stressed now, how will she be when they arrive? She was strong, and he knew she will not openly show her emotion to them, yet it will be very nerve-racking for her.

"Integra…" He mumbled his master's name as he watched her take out her favorite cigar. She sighed and tried to calm down, leaning further into her chair. Even though she was stressed, he still found it enjoyable to stand here and watch her.

"I have seen you come here often and stare at her…" A soft voice spoke behind him.

"I did not know I was being spied upon." He knew who it was, so he did not turn around. Instead he chose to continue watching his master.

"You're the one to talk…" She mumbled. He heard her take a few steps till she was behind him. "I must keep an eye on my master at all times, but you on the other hand do not need to watch her so closely. You can use your magic, no need to be so personal about the matter." He smirked, knowing she was right.

"I find it more enjoyable to watch the real thing, not its mirror image. Sometimes I like to observe her with my own eyes." He continued to watch his target as she took several puffs of her cigar, while looking at her father's portrait. There was strong silence between them, until she shifted behind him.

"If I may be so bold…" She started to speak. "I believe you love her."

"That is too bold…" He stated.

"Sorry Master…" She bowed and quickly called upon her portal, taking her exit, not wishing to upset him anymore.

After she left his jaw unconsciously tightened and he growled. Love?! Him?! Love is a foolish human emotion, and he is unable to feel such things. Why would she suspect such a thing?! He snorted, narrowing his eyes at the blonde female he was watching so closely just a few moments ago. The mere thought of the idea make his cold veins heat up.

"Hmm…" He mumbled, turning his head away.

Calling upon his powers he melted into the shadows, out of sight. What a ridiculous idea…

Alucard sighed as he stared at his glass of wine. He lazily twirled the red liquid around the glass while he rested his head on his free hand. They are so slow. Why haven't they gotten here yet?

"You seem on edge today, Master." His pet sounded concerned as she watched him fettled with the wine he made her get for him.

"It's quite dull when you have to wait for the enemy to make the first move."

"So you suspect they will attack today?"

"In a little while, yes."

"Shouldn't you warn Integra?"

"Doesn't matter. The out come will be the same whether I tell her or not."

"Wouldn't she be able to come up with a plan and save lives, rather then being victim to a sneak attack?" She gave her opinion.

"No. Everyone will die. But I will not telling her, because it will just upset her while she is waiting for them to arrive." She is already stressed enough, being in that Round Table Conference…

"Are my ears deceiving me or do I detect a hint of compassion?"

"No." He growled.

"Ah. Alright then." She smirked. "I must have been mistaken. I guess you are just a cold vampire after all…"

"Of course. My heart stopped beating a long time ago." He raised an eyebrow as he watched her shrug.

A shrug? That's strange. Was not expecting that kind of reaction. What is she up to? Using his magic, he peered into her mind. His eyes narrowed when he was immediately pushed away by some kind of barrier. How is she able to do such a thing? To say he was surprised was an understatement. He knew she could create portals but being able to block him was something in a whole different class.

"Why can't I read your mind?" He found himself questioning her.

"I am blocking you?" She sounded as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"How?"

"Magic?" She gave a small laugh when he growled.

"How powerful are you?"

"Strong enough to defeat you, master." She spoke of his demise with a bright smile upon her face. He snorted.

"If that's true, why not kill me and free yourself?" He questioned with a smirk.

"My Master's life is my top priority, even above my own. Besides, even if I could kill you, I would not be free. I'll just be assigned to another master, and who knows--" She shrugged. "He might be worse then you."

"Worse then me?" He gave a chuckle. "I doubt that."

"Me too…" She mumbled. He grinned at her reply.

"You do not like the orders that I give you?"

"What do you think?"

"I found them quite amusing…"

"Sigh…" She rolled her eyes. "Compared to my other masters, you are by far the strangest." She told him.

"Other masters?" He raised an eyebrow and glanced at her out of the corner of his eyes.

"Yes. I had two others before you." She confessed.

"Anyone special?" He smirked, taking a sip of his wine.

"…" She did not say.

He paused, surprised by her silence. He looked at her again but found a small blush across her nose. His red orbs widened. No way… He placed his glass on his table and slowly got out of his chair, standing in front of her. This is interesting…

"There was some importance to your other masters?" He smirked, looking down at her from as she wiggled under his intense gaze. He enjoyed the expression and energy she was feeding him. Fear, nervousness, embarrassment. He licked his dried lips as he felt his blood rush though his body. She has never shown such emotion in front of him before, it was rather exciting…

"Well, yes." She finally spoke. "They were nice, unlike you." She spat, glaring up at him. He chuckled and grabbed her chin, tilting her head up.

"Really…?" He did not try to hide his amusement. "Tell me more."

"Why should I tell you?" She questioned.

"Because I want to know the answer."

He lowered his body till their noses were almost touching. His fang poked out of his lips as he felt her body heat rise, and her heart beat faster. He licked his lips yet again as he stared at her bare neck. His eyes started to glaze over imaging how sweet her blood must taste…

"Master?" She questioned.

"Hmm…?" He mumbled.

"Would you stop looking at me like I'm food?" He chuckled at her words and let go of her chin.

"You do look delicious…" He told her. After all, he has always thought that, ever since he fist laid eyes on her in that crystal. Of course she is more enjoyable alive then dead… for now.

"Master!" She objected.

"It's a compliment…" He smirked, standing straight.

"I bet it is…" She mumbled, turning her head in a huff. His grin grew when he saw a small tint of pink spread across her nose…

The amusing scene was interrupted when he felt a dark presence burst its way into the mansion.

"Finally." He exclaimed. Took them long enough…

"They have arrived…" She also noticed the disturbance in the area.

"We shall wait in the Police Girl's room."

"Why?" She questioned.

"In the end, that is where they all will gather to discuss their plan of action." He started to ooze into the shadows.

"How do you know that?" He chuckled.

"The only one left alive will no doubt be Police Girl and Walter." He chuckled at her confused expression, but gave her no time to question, for he melted into the darkness and arrived in the Police Girl's room.

He yawned, shifting his feet as they rested on the table. Placing his hands in his pocket he slouched further into the chair and allowed his hat to cover his face. It has taken them longer to get here then he thought. Glancing around he saw a few people sitting around the room injured or worse. Feeling a surge of power behind him he raised an eyebrow. Looking over his shoulder he spotted his pet tending to the wounded. Her hands glowed white and he shivered as his body started to tingle. The human's body started to glow with the same power and his wounds magical healed. The human laughed in joy and hugged her. She blushed, but patted him on the back in congratulations nonetheless.

"It's alright." She reassured him. "I have to heal the others now so...?"

"Oh!" He exclaimed, freeing her from his death hug. She gave a soft laugh at his blushing expression, and then moved onto the next human.

It's rather strange, seeing her healing people. She has that kind of power as well? It seems she has a lot of abilities that he doesn't know about yet. He smirked. What sort of trouble did he get himself into this time? He chuckled. Doesn't matter. He was enjoying himself and that is all that he cares about. Trouble is just an extra additive. Hearing a click he looked out of the corner of his eyes, and spotted Police Girl finally entering her room, with Commander Fargason in tow.

"Master?" She sounded confused to see him. She walked to her bed and placed the commander on to it. After his pet was done with the last man inside the room, she walked to the old coot and started to heal him as well. "What are you doing in a place like this?" She asked him.

"Just waiting."

"Waiting for the enemy? The enemy is on the first floor."

"My enemy is not like the one you just fought with."

"Is that so?" He smirked, feeling her heated glare unto his back.

"I'm surprised they bought so many ghouls inside." A new voice entered the room. He glanced at the door seeing Walter enter the room. "They completely controlled the first floor and the second floor is slowly succumbing." He informed them of the situation, though he already knew this fact.

"Where is Miss Integra?" Police Girl asked.

"Up there, on the third floor." He removed his hand from his pocket and pointed skyward.

"We have to rescue her!" She exclaimed.

"I'm on my way there now. Miss Police Girl, would you like to come with me?" Walter asked.

"Walter, 'The Angel of Death', I get to see that again?" He smirked, leaning back into his chair to get a good look at the old butler.

"An old man and a rookie. The two of us make a complete set." He said with a smirk of his own.

"The 'Angel of Death'?" Police girl mumbled.

"Miss Police Girl, please take your weapon with you." He reminded her of the new weapon he gave her the other night.

"Oh, that..." She sounded unsure and her energy reeked with nothing but dread. He chuckled and watched them as they quickly left the room. Hmm… This might actually turn out to be fun.

"Pet."

"I have been here the whole time, you don't have to call to me..."

"I know..." He smirked. He placed his feet on the floor and stood up. "Get my chair and table. Move them into the hallway." He commanded.

"What?" She objected. "Why in the world would you want me to do that?"

"I have to make a good first impression..."

"Ugh!" She growled.

"Are you refusing my order?"

"No, of course not, Master." She mumbled and sighed in frustration.

He laughed at her downhearted expression and licked his lips. Delicious...

He smirked and took a small sip of his wine. He twirled the liquid around as he waited inside the hallway for his opponent. His smirk grew as he remembered how much his pet hated him at that moment. It seems she is getting more and more bold with each job he forces her to do…

"When the enemy arrives what do you want me to do, Master?" She asked.

"Hmm…" He watched as the liquid move in circular motion, in a hypnotic way. "Why do you continue to call me Master?" He questioned. "Police Girl, and even myself do not use 'Master' all of the time." He took another sip. "Why not call me Alucard, like the other humans do?"

"The day that I call you by your name, is the day that I am free."

"I see…" He glanced at her out of the corner of his eyes. "That just means that I will be waiting for eternity before you do so…" Hinting that he was never going to free her.

"I guess so." She was not fazed by the idea of spending her entire life as his servant. This fact made a small frown appear on his face. He wanted sadness, or even anger, yet he got nothing.

"You are not upset by this?" He questioned.

"You are my master for a reason. If my fate is it spend the rest of my life on this planet as your servant, then I can not object to it."

"You just ruined my fun…" He sighed.

"Good…" She gave him a gloating smirk. He glared at her, and her smirk. Suddenly an idea popped into his head and he chuckled.

"Pet."

"…Yes?" She sounded hesitant. He placed his glass back onto the table beside him and then pointed to his face.

"Kiss me." He commanded.

"What?!" She yelled. "Hell no!" She downright objected.

"But you were willing to kiss Police Girl." He reminded her. "Why am I different?"

"She was a girl."

"So?" He questioned, standing up. "Are you saying you rather kiss girls?" He easily towered over her smaller form as he stood in front of her.

"No. I am saying that I knew she would object and stop me because of that fact."

"Oh?" He raised his eyebrow in amusement. "So, you saying that you pretended to be loyal to my commands, because you knew it would not be fulfilled?"

"Yes." She did not deny it. His smirk grew, allowing his fang to poke out of is lips. He grabbed her chin and tilted her head up.

"Kiss me." He ordered again.

"Sorry, but I refuse." She rejected him yet again.

"You are actually refusing my orders?" He was surprised by this.

"I told you before. My Master's life is my top priority. It goes above all other commands."

"Are you saying that if I kissed you, my life would be in danger?" He found her excuses to be rather amusing. "Why?" He smirked, pulling her face closer to his.

"I would zap you out of rage for stealing my first kiss!" She stated. "I can't control my powers when I get to upset." She confessed. He almost chuckled at the idea. So making her dress in a maid outfit and hand out muffins didn't upset her, but kissing him does?

"I see…" He let go of her chin and she sighed. "So you have not been kissed before?"

Her face turned blood red. He chuckled at the expression, before sitting back into his chair and crossing his legs. She is more interesting then he would have imagined-- A large explosion sounded ahead and he smirked.

"So he is finally here."

"What are your orders, My Master?" She went back to her calm domineer. He almost sighed, he liked the emotional pet more.

"Just stand there and watch. I can handle this myself."

"…As you wish."

"Good girl." He smirked when his enemy rounded the corner. "You're late. I got tired of waiting."

"I see. So you have? Then let's spark your interest." He reached into his pocket and pulled out his weapon. "I have been waiting a long time for this. The confrontation with the famous Alucard." He launched forward and materialized in front of him, pointing his weapon to his skull.

"You're pretty fast." He smirked, already had his own weapon out and was pointing it at his chest. Showing off his own impressive speed.

"If you think I'm like the other instants, you're mistaken. I'm going to be the first one to exceed you!"

He smirked, and they both pulled their triggers at the same time. The smirk was still plastered unto his face as his body slouched down his chair, hat falling off, and blood pouring out of his head wound. Though he was glad to see his enemy was not unharmed, as he lay on the floor a foot ahead of him, unmoving. To his excitement his pet did not come to his add, nor did she intervene in anyway, she did as she was told and stood back, watching. Does that mean she actually listened to him? No. It must mean she knows he is not in danger…

He rose up just in time to be shot in the head again by the, now, dual wielding vampire. He smirked from his lying position on his chair. He raised his arm and pulled the trigger. The enemy disappeared just as the bullet was about to hit him. He continued to empty his magazine, and his target continued to outrun the bullet, going further and further into the corridor. He pulled the trigger but quickly realized he already used up his ammo, and his enemy was unharmed. He gave a low whistle, showing he was impressed.

"Your reflexes are amazing." He complimented him.

"Didn't I tell you not to lump me in with those who came before me. I have all the abilities that you vampires have. Well, in fact I have more."

"How pleasant!" He spoke, rising out of his chair, his broken glasses falling unto the floor. "I haven't had this kind of thrill in ages. I will recognize you as a category A vampire." He should be proud.

"It can't be! He's got a bullet in his head!" He was shocked he was still standing. "No, this can't be real. There's no such thing as a perfect immortal."

"Control art restriction system released to second level. Situation A. Cromwell approval is in effect." He raised both his hands to his face and created a square with his fingers, only allowing his one glowing red eye to show. "Releasing power restriction for limited use until the target has been silenced."

"What?"

"Now, I'll show you how real vampires fight!" He called upon his powers and his eyes appeared all over his body. His from morphed into the shadows and he created his familiars.

His body collapsed and he put all his motion into his two headed dog familiar. He ran forward and extended his jaws going to bite his head off. He laughed as he watched his enemy's fearful expression, from the eyes inside of his familiar's mouth. He snapped his jaws shut but he dodged just in time.

He just continued to laugh, enjoying himself greatly. He pulled out his newly made Jackal and morphed his body so that his arm was sticking out of the dog's mouth. He laughed as his target started to run away from him in fear. He pulled the trigger and ripped his leg off.

The man started to hop on one leg, still trying to get away. He continued to laugh and shot off his other leg. He hit the stone floor with a sickening thud.

"What that hell are you!?" He questioned his power, while still crawling away from him.

"Oh, what's the matter?" He called back his humanoid body, yet it was covered in complete darkness as his magic still consumed him. The large eye on his chest blinked and he smirked. "You've only suffered the loss of your legs. Bring out your familiars! Transform your body! Regenerate your legs and stand up! Pick up your gun and fight back! The night has just begun. The real fun is about to begin." He felt his body heat up with excitement as he blood rushed though his veins. His limbs started to ache with his power and he wanted to fight off the steam! "Hurry!" He ordered him. "Hurry!" He hissed. "Hurry!" He grinned in pure joy, showing off his pearly fangs. "Hurry!! Hurry!! Hurry!! Hurry!!"

"Monster!" He yelled.

His eyes widened and the breath caught in his throat. After several long pauses he let out a large sigh of disappointment and called back the shadows of his magic, returning the corridor to its normal status once more. He stood in front of his enemy, in his regular form, and he started at his weak opponent in regret. And I thought he was something more…

"I see…" He whispered. "You…" He clinched his fist till his gloves groaned in agony. "You're just like the others." The foolish man pulled out a hand gun and pointed it at him, as if it would do any good. "As I suspected, you are an incapable and worthless being.

"Ahhh!!" He fired his gun until all that was left was the clicking sound of an empty magazine.

"You're dog food." Using just his arm he called upon his demonic servant once more. The sound of crunching, and painful screams of his enemy echoed throughout the whole corridor as it devoured his body, and soul. "Is that really all you had? Such a shame I had overestimated you. As a vampire you were just a pathetic piece of shit. Now you're nothing but dog shit." He stared at the only thing left of his enemy, a large pool of blood.

Slow and soft claps echoed down the calm hallway. He blinked in surprised and turned around, meeting his pet. Yes, he almost forgot she was still there. He watched as she gave him a small smile and laughed.

"Great job Master." She congratulated him. "But you seem sad that he wasn't what you thought he was." She sighed. "I'm sorry, maybe next time?" She tried to sound hopeful and cheer him up. He couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at her.

"You saw my power, yet you are not afraid of me?"

"I could never be afraid of you, Master." She gave a small laugh. His eyes widened at her words. But everyone fears him, except the Hellsing family. She looked down, as if remembering. " 'Monsters' who hide in the darkness, change shape, call upon demonic familiars. That sounds like an enemy I faced long ago…" She faced an A-class Vampire before? "Though your powers are similar in a way, are you completely different from him, Master. If you weren't, I probably would have to kill you." She gave him another smile and he chuckled.

He strolled up to her particularly cheerful form. Why was she so happy? He shrugged. He did not know, yet this fact made him feel better. Though he would never admit it, he liked it just as much as her fearful, angry, and embarrassed expressions. He smiled down at her, enjoying the fact that he easily towered over her form. He raised his hand patted her on the head in praise.

"Good girl." He laughed when she snorted and pushed his hand away.

"I'm not a dog." She objected.

"No, but you are my pet."