The flagpole threat works, apparently. Flamelalchemist103 has reviewed and xVentressx too. VengeTheWolf hasn't reviewed, but since they've only done some of the latest chapters of this fanfic, it's not so surprising for them. Flameslavier and drizzt are still gone. *sad face* I hope you people had a nice day, because do you know what happened to me the second to last class in school? I started gushing blood out of my nose. It's kinda funny, because I bleed so rarely it's a novelty for me, so when it started I was all like "Why is my nose dripping?" *touches finger to it, then looks at it* "Oh." *shrugs and licks finger off before getting a Kleenex* That's what I actually did. No, I'm not some kind of weird vampire person, I'm just crazy. Plus blood tastes kinda good. I mean, who hasn't as a kid, licked their blood off when they're bleeding? It grows on you. Everyone at my lunch table says so. (And they're all just as crazy as I am. More crazy in some cases) Like one time, I had a couple of nasty nose bleeds, and they were so bad actual blood clots came out my nose. There was one that was like, six inches of stuck-together bloodiness. I was shocked it fit in my nose. (Are you grossed out? My friends have the same reaction. I don't get what's so gross, I mean, it's not like it was my boogers or something!)
Jackal's POV:
"If any one of the house of I-Israel or the s-strangers who so-sojo-sojourn among them eat any blood, I will set my face a-against that person who eats blood and will cut him off from a-among his people. For the life of the f-flesh is-" Father Anderson waved his hand impatiently. "Do you know how to read?" he said shortly. I shrugged. "Mommy taught me a little, but this has a lot of hard words in it." He sighed and yanked the book towards himself. He began reading, with a great deal of emotion and clarity. "If any one of the house of Israel or of the strangers who sojourn among them eats any blood, I will set my face against that person who eats blood and will cut him off from among his people. For the life of the flesh is in the blood, and I have given it for you on the altar to make atonement for your souls, for it is the blood that makes atonement by the life."
"Therefore I have said to the people of Israel, No person among you shall eat blood, neither shall any stranger who sojourns among you eat blood. Any one also of the people of Israel, or of the strangers who sojourn among them, who takes in hunting any beast or bird that may be eaten shall pour out its blood and cover it with earth. For the life of every creature is its blood: its blood is its life. Therefore I have said to the people of Israel, You shall not eat the blood of any creature, for the life of every creature is its blood. Whoever eats it shall be cut off." He pushed the book at me. "That's about vampires laddy. Your kind."
I squirmed in my seat. "I'm not a real vampire…" I said sullenly, pointing to my ears. He rolled his eyes. "You're father made sure that you are considered a true vampire in every sense of the word. Read this one then." He shoved a bible open to a different page at me. "They provoked Him to jealousy with strange gods; with abominations provoked they Him to anger. They sacrificed unto devils, not to God, to gods whom they knew not, to new gods that came newly up, whom your fathers feared not." I read slowly, stumbling a little over the strange phrasing. He smiled at me encouragingly. "Better. You're learning faster than I thought you would." I wiggled in my seat. "Why do I have to learn this stuff?" I whined, wanting to be back home with mommy and daddy and Techno and everybody else.
He rapped his fingers on the table to get my attention. "The word of god is necessary. You must learn it to follow the cleansed path." I avoided his eyes, wanting to scream out But I don't want to learn the cleansed path or whatever. He shoved his chair back so he could stand up. "That's enough for now. I have to go report to me superior. Keep studying." I squinted at the black words as he left, trying to somehow get them to make any kind of sense. No luck, they were so tiny and crabbed it was hard to make out a letter, forget sentences. I sighed. Mommy! Come find me soon!
Anderson's POV:
"And are you sure this is the approach to take?" I said, watching Maxwell shuffle around in his office. "Yes. The good-cop bad-cop routine works admirably on one so young and naïve. Who would you suggest for his…trauma inducer?" I shrugged. "Yourself. The she-demon has clearly taught him to be wary of Vatican officials, and you are what must scare him most. From what I hear, you absolutely terrified him at the party." I said carelessly, any spawn of Alucard's could die for all I cared. "The security measures have been taken care of?" he said anxiously. I didn't blame him. We had seen what the she-demon and Alucard would do in a rage. And that was when they weren't fighting for a lost child.
I nodded. "Yes. Are you sure they will work?" I said hesitantly. "They depend on the vampire being more protective of his mate then aggressive, and that's not something he's famous for." Maxwell waved a casual hand. "He will protect her at all costs, if my intelligence is correct. With luck, this may even finish her off for good, and he will go into mourning for as long as we can conspire to keep him there." I let out a quiet sigh of relief. That's one less demon to worry about. As I walked out, a trace of alarm filtered through my system. I hope they use it all. I don't want that used on me in the future.
Zara's POV:
I leaned out of the car as far as I could, and inhaled deeply. "South by southwest!" I called out, smelling Jackal's blood and a faint whiff of churches. Alucard swerved, but we were actually on the right lane this time, and avoided crashing. I had to duck to avoid a passing branch though. I slid back in the car, muttering and rubbing my head. "You drive worse than Techno." I said, buckling myself back in. He shrugged. "Unlike most people, I actually don't care if I crash or not. That eliminates most rules of the road." He said calmly, narrowly avoiding some family's RV. I grabbed both sides of my seat. "And you don't care about the people on the road!" I yelped as the car became momentarily airborne.
He shrugged, grinning maniacally. "Not really." I heaved a deep sigh as the car flipped a couple times. If I wasn't sure he could get me out before an accident even occurred, I would totally be peeing my pants right now. Cars aren't supposed to flip. He landed right side up and blew past the other cars piling up and the site of his victim. "H-how m-much l-longer i-is t-this c-car g-going t-to h-hold u-up?" I said as the car rattled along a series of mopeds, abandoned by their owners. He looked over the side. "Dunno. Usually my cars break before it gets to this." I sighed. "How comforting."
I was right. The car gave out a few minutes down the road, engine bursting into flames and suspension literally falling out of the bottom. "So we walk from here?" I said brightly, unbuckling myself. He nodded, getting out with me. My eyes lit up as I smelled Jackal's scent, fresh and strong. "He's close." I said, sniffing the wind. "Really close." Alucard raised his eyebrows. "How close?" I sniffed again. "Miles, if not meters." His face lit up in a grin, and he chuckled. "So, are we going to wait for reinforcements?" he said slyly, already pulling out his guns. I shook my head. "Nope."
Jackal's POV:
I was getting better. The words could be deciphered, after a while. I heard the door open and close, but ignored it. That is, until a hand slammed down in front of my face. I yelped and jerked away, heart pounding. I looked up to see that man, Maxwell, that mommy had warned me about. I hissed at him, but inside I was shaking in fear. Schrödinger laughed in my head. You're in trouble… He snickered. Maxwell brought his hand across my face, but I didn't dare retaliate. "Momma." I whispered, trying to think of something happy. He hit me again. "You have no mother." He said, voice dripping with venom. I shook my head. "Momma." I said, louder. He hit me harder. "You. Have. No. mother." He said, punctuating each word with a blow.
I shook my head. "Momma!" I screamed, backing away from him. "Momma! Momma! Momma!" He kicked my legs out from under me. I crawled under a desk, wedging myself into the farthest corner I could. "Momma." I whispered, trying to call her here faster. His hand grabbed my leg, and I clutched the edge of the desk, trying to stay put. "Momma!" I wailed, no longer trying to be brave. I want my momma! I sobbed, tears running down my face as he started pulling me out from under the desk, too strong for me to resist. "Momma!" shrieked, twisting away from him as he yanked me out into the open. I hear the door open again and bolted for it, slamming into someone else's leg. I clamped on, not caring who it was, anyone was better than him.
Anderson's POV:
The creature hugged my leg, sobbing. I shook it, trying to knock him off, but he only grabbed it harder. "Momma!" he wailed, obviously crying out for her. Maxwell dusted himself off and walked past me, completely ignoring the traumatized little demon. I bent down. "Alright now laddy, what's wrong?" I said, trying to talk to him like a child at the orphanage. He looked up at me, and I had to force myself not to turn away. The eyes, my mortal enemy's eyes, stared at me with an emotion that was utterly alien to the originals. Fear. Terror. Loneliness. "I want my momma!" he wailed again, sobbing uncontrollably.
Jackal's POV:
Father Anderson helped me calm down, but I was still aching with need to be back at Hellsing. To say hi to Maniac. To prank someone with Techno. For momma to read to me, or daddy to show me how to sneak up on something. Suddenly, alarms went off and I looked up in hope. "All personnel evacuate! Evacuate! Alucard is here!" I heard a crunching sound, and then the most beautiful voice in the world yelled through the microphone. "And Zara Pazúry! Honestly, some people are just rude. Jackal, hold on dear, me and daddy are coming for you! Over and out!"
Anderson shook his head, grabbing his trench coat and heading for the door. I scampered after him, wanting to find mommy and daddy. We turned a corner, and I froze. Mommy was slicing through people like trees, cutting off heads and dancing around their bullets. Daddy was shooting at them a crazed grin on his bloody face. They were both laughing. I trembled. The realization that my parents were demons, monsters, had hit me before, but this was different. I feared them. They terrified me. Mommy turned, and I saw the mommy I knew appear on her face. "Jackal!" she shouted, and daddy turned. As he did, I saw a sniper fire something at mommy. She turned, deflecting it, but another missile hit her, one that had been fired right after the first.
Zara's POV:
This is bad, this is very bad. The chant repeated over and over in my head and I dodged more bullets. Whatever they shot me with hadn't taken effect yet, but I would bet Jackal it wasn't a sunshine and daises tonic. I was still moving at me usual pace, and then a bullet hit me smack in the chest. I waited for the wound to heal, but the blood kept coming as I pivoted on the spot to send a dagger into the man who shot its face. Then it hit me. They undid my regenerative powers. Crap. There was sudden silence, and I looked over to see Jackal being held by Maxwell, and all the other people decimated by Alucard and myself.
"I'll just shoot you." Alucard growled, holding (appropriately) the Jackal at Maxwell. Maxwell grinned smugly. "I'm sure you will. However, your mate seems a bit pale. Perhaps she doesn't want me to die?" Alucard turned, seeing me on the ground with blood soaking my front and back. "Amazing what can hurt you, after regeneration is out of the question." Maxwell said in amusement, backing away from us with Jackal. Alucard dropped to his knees by my side, pulling me upright and running his hand through my hair. "Kitten?" he asked, looking at my wound. I coughed, tasting blood. "Right through the heart. They got me good."
Maxwell was almost through the doors now. Alucard ignored him completely, desperately racking his brains for something that might help. Nothing came up and he looked at me despairingly. "I-" he said, sounding choked. I rolled my eyes. "You. Welcome to the obvious club. I'm dying Mr., and you can't stop it." He smirked, but it soon dropped. "I won't lose you again." He said, sounding pained. I sighed. "I don't think you have a choice." I said, already slipping into blackness. I heard him say something, but I was already too far gone to understand words.
Alucard's POV:
She was still going. I could hear it in her lungs and heart, despite the fact she was now unconscious. I stared at her, wondering what she would do if I turned her. My mouth thinned. I don't care if she hates me for doing it, I'm not losing her. I refuse to. I moved her neck to the side, trying to bite, but the shield flared, slamming me back and stinging my mouth. NO! I lunged again. NO! "I won't let her die!" I snarled, silently begging her ancestors to understand. I won't! I tried to bite again and again, until my mouth was bleeding from the rebound.
I stared at her, pulling her into a more comfortable position on my lap. Bloody tears fell down my face. She can't die. She can't. My mind was in denial. Her breathing was so faint, so very faint. No… She couldn't leave me yet. I had so much more to tell her, show her, teach her. She had so much more to teach me. "Please…" I whispered, rocking her, begging for the first and last time in my life. Please…I don't care what it takes…don't let this happen… No answer. Her breath eased out, but didn't slide in again. Her heart thumped to a slow stop, two hollow beats. I was holding a corpse.
Oh, I'm mean. CLIFFHANGER OF EPIC PREPORTIONS! You all hate me, don't you? *laughs hysterically* I'm so evil! She's fine! (possibly) I figured he was going to need some inside help, and it is clearly show Anderson has a soft spot for kids. Good job xVentressx, you are no longer a heretic. The rest, still heretics. WATCH THE SHOW. Is very good, better than Hellsing. (Sorry guys, but it is) FOOLS! Hehe, Excalibur moment. He's just such a freak! Do I need to lure you in with something? Okay, I will. *thinks for a moment* At DeathWeaponMeisterAcademy, (DWMA) there's a bunch of kids who run around chopping bad guys (Kishin) into little bits. The Kishin eat normal people's souls, usually after murdering them, and then they get all big and evil and scary and the rest of it. They have red souls, normal people and meisters have blue souls, (there are some differences) and witches have purple souls. (Souls are floaty orbs that come out after you've killed someone) Witches are, obviously, witches who use magic and stuff. They're also inherently sneaky and evil. Here are the characters:
Maka Albarn: Sycthemeister, (wields a scythe), bookworm, main character.
Soul (Evans) Eater: A scythe (some people can transform into weapons here), Maka's weapon partner. Obsessed with being "Cool".
Blackstar: This guy is loud, noisy, and a showoff. Despite that, he's actually a good guy to have on your side. (People say he's probably related to Naruto, but I haven't seen that so I don't know)
Tsubaki: Blackstar's polar opposite, nice, in a quiet way, a bit like a really shy Seras. Can do multiple weapon forms.
Death the Kid: The Grim Reaper's son (Lord Death). He is obsessed with symmetry, and has comedy breakdowns to that effect.
Liz and Patty: Twin pistols. Kid holds them upside down, for some unfathomable reason. *shrugs*
Spirit Albarn: This guy is a WOMANIZER. He broke up with Maka's mom a few weeks before the anime started, and is constantly after other women. He still tries to be a good dad to Maka. (And usually fails miserably, she hates his guts)
Lord Death: the Grim Reaper, squeaky voice, exaggerated movements, and REAPER CHOPS! They hurt a lot. Favorite form of punishment, head of DWMA. (Complete polar opposite of Integra, he's never serious)
Franken Stein: Whacko nut job, goes crazy several times in anime. He's got a giant bolt through his head that he turns to help him concentrate, and stitches all over himself. Oddly, he's the strongest meister in DWMA history. Death Scythe's (Spirit) old partner. (He's a lot like Alucard, right down to the creepy laughs)
Medusa: crazy snake witch who's been killed twice. (She came back the first time) Might have a thing for Stein, but was never confirmed. Almost succeeded in destroying the world. (They fixed it)
Crona: A subject of intense debate among fans. Girl or boy? We shall never know. (Personally, I think he's a guy) He's got black blood, and its name is Ragnarok! Has serious emo issues. (Catch phrase is "I don't know how to deal with [insert something, anything really]")
Ragnarok: bully, domineering, injures his host, and a bit of a pervert. Incredibly powerful, before he got chibied by Lord Death. Now he loves candy, but still kicks but.
Excalibur: the Holy Sword, and he is WHACKO! Most powerful weapon in existence today, but you really have to work at it to be his meister.
Convincing enough for ya? There are tons more interesting characters, but I'm going to have to wait and explain them in my Soul Eater fanfic. Watch the darn thing already! Review, Request, Rcomment. Auf Wedersien!