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Oh My Alucard	By : Fish_and_Chips Category: Hellsing > Het - Male/Female Views: 5648 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: No profit is being made with this story and I do not own Hellsing, it belongs to Kouta Hirano

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Alexander Anderson

Alucard returned to Ruby's flat.

Her door was open - the ball chain was completely yanked off the doorframe, discarded and broken near her untouched converses. He sniffed the air and knew Anderson had set his grubby foot here; it reeked of that goddamned Judas priest. Furthermore, Alucard spotted a small splash of blood on the edge of her coffee table and the floor. Considering the inflictions on the door and floor, he envisioned that Ruby had tried to stop Anderson, only to be empowered and hurled backwards, hitting her head on the coffee table which would explain the small splodge of blood. Then, she was dragged out when unconscious, judging by the snagged piece of Ruby's shirt that was left behind on the one of the jutting floorboards.

Anderson clearly wanted to be found, Alucard mused to himself. Very well. If it is a fight he requests, then I shall not disappoint. However, sensing an additional presence in the supposedly empty house, he snarled out, "There is no use hiding; I know you are there."

From Ruby's bedroom, the door creaked open and a familiar teenage boy stepped out. "…Hullo." He said dryly.

Alucard's eyes narrowed immediately. He contemplated whether his old eyes were deceiving him but it was definitely him - Victor Sloan's son. "What are you doing here?"

Sloan's son croaked out weakly as he scratched at his elbow. Compared to his father, this half-pint was truly meeker and timid. "I think that priest came. D-Don't get me wrong! I hardly know the guy! The Harker's only told me about him."

Alucard felt insulted that this boy was a vampire. He bit out, "And you let him take her away?"

"I just got here! I didn't see anything!" Joshua snapped, but immediately regretted it when Alucard took a step forwards to him. He had been expecting him to lash out or dosomething similar along the lines, however, Alucard merely smirked at him.

"And how did you discover where my bride lived?"

Joshua shrugged; he was unable to exactly explain himself. "I did see her earlier on – I didn't follow her, I swear! If-If I catch a scent of something…I…know where something is." He sighed and hung his head low at his supposedly lame response. Here he was conversing with his father's murderer as if they were some sort of casual acquaintances. Surely his father was twisting and turning in his grave at this precise moment (if he had a grave, that is).

"I see. You are a tracker." He said, and Joshua stared in Alucard in shock. Tracker? Joshua had never heard such thing. He continued to gawp as the No-Life King began to muse over the fact that Police Girl was unable to track various things down for the time being, whether they were people or vampires. However, this boy could. Maybe he would be useful to Hellsing after all, as their sniffer dog.

A silence spawned between them following his remark.

"You do not want revenge?" Alucard then declared with an eyebrow raised, as Joshua continued to mope around, doing nothing but glance awkwardly around himself, clearly unused to a small and deprived human habitation such as this one compared to the Harker's elaborate grand manor.

The dracul gawked wide-eyed at him, then ever-so-slowly, managed to respond with a little shake of his head, his brown hair flailing.

He is afraid. Alucard mused with a pleased expression on his face. He may as well be. With that, his smirk widened darkly. "I'm right here. You can do whatever you want. Stake me… cut off my head…the option is yours... I will not retaliate. Vengeance is yours."

For a moment, Joshua stared at him fearfully, then shook his head again. "No. I don't want to do any of that." The flat fell silent again. Alucard began to leave and Joshua made a motion to follow him. "Where are you going?"

"You have wasted my time as enough."

"I want to come too."

"You?"

"Yeah. I want to save Ruby as much as you do." And Joshua began to follow him out of the apartment complex.

Meanwhile.

Ruby grumbled groggily and opened her eyes. She was facing down, her hair dangling, and she was hovering above a large tank filled with…

…water…

Where am I? She thought, as she glanced around. She was in a barn of some sort. A loud noise akin to metal grinding together grabbed her attention and she turned to the source. A man was sitting on a stool, sharpening two bayonets. It was the same man who had come to her flat… He was engrossed with a bible propped up on another stool in front of him, murmuring under his breath. His gloves had something written on it, but she could not see from her distance. "Am I…?"

"Yer not dead." He muttered, without even looking at her. "Yer no' dead. No' yet."

"You..." She began, yanking and jerking around only to swing around in a 180 degree angle clockwise and anti-clockwise. Ruby was tied up and strung up high like a piñata swinging from a tree branch; a thick rope was tied around her waist, pulling her arms behind her back, her legs hanging. Her wrists and ankles were tied together too. "Let me go!"

He was still murmuring under his breath. "The glory of the lord shall endure for ever: the lord shall rejoice in his works. He looketh on the earth, and it trembleth: he toucheth the hills, and they smoke. I will sing unto the lord as long as I live: I will sing praise to my God while I have my being. My meditation of him shall be sweet: I will be glad in the lord. Let the sinners be consumed out of the earth, and let the wicked be no more. Bless thou the lord, O my soul. Praise ye the lord."

"Hey!" Ruby yelled, and he finally looked up. "What do you want from me?"

"Hush, lass." He barked at her, "I'm waitin'."

His accent stood out. He wasn't from England, that was for sure. "Who are you?" She demanded, trying to blow away hair from her face. He stood up and closed the bible before rounding over to her. She watched him warily, as he grinned, his tight jaw clenched to reveal more gleaming-white, square teeth. He grinded his two swords thoroughly together as he took one step up at a time on the rickety staircase, and calmly made his way to her, the metal blades screeching against each other.

"Father Alexander Anderson." He finally told her, as he stopped at the portruding boardwalk. "Yer in need for a deep cleansin', lass."

Ruby struggled to spin back to his direction to face him properly. "What do you mean?"

"The reason ah didnae kill ye yet, is because ah need tae expel the unholy demon from ye first. Then ah'll send ye away tae the road of salvation."

"What are you talking about? Unholy demon? …Salvation?"

Anderson said nothing except grab hold of a pulley affixed to one of the wooden pillars of the barn which she did not notice before.

"What are you doing?" Ruby asked, her voice trembling, and he began to loosen the notch; to her horror, it lowered the rope and her feet was now touching the surface of the water. "No, wait! Don't do that!" She yelped, kicking at the water's surface.

"Ye stink o' the beast. Ye reek o' the beast. I can smell it all over ye…" Anderson leered at her with a growl, "It sickens me. It's vile and putrid filth. Whatever spell the demon has cast on ye, or whether yer followin' yer own corrupted heart… Heaven won't open its doors to the sinful. Ye will only find salvation in there."

By 'in there', he must mean the huge tank full of god-knows-how-deep water he was lowering her inside. "What? By drowning me?"

"No' drowning." He grunted in his gruff accent, "Holy water. It doesnae kill, it purifies the body an' soul."

"Holy water?" Ruby squeaked. Without another word, Anderson lowered her into the tank that she was now waist-deep. "No! No, let me go! Let me - "

"Aye…that's it lass, scream louder and summon the beast…Beckon 'im here! I have unfinished business wi' him too." Anderson said, and he let go of the lever, before striding over to the rope suspending her. With one quick swipe of his bayonet, he snapped the rope and Ruby dropped into the water without further ado.

The water was freezing. If it was holy water, it didn't feel different compared to ordinary water. She wriggled around uncomfortably. No use. Her arms were bound behind her back, her wrists and ankles tied together. She jerked and flailed around, oxygen bubbles streaming frantically from her nose and mouth. Below the surface of the water, Ruby saw Anderson reach for the lid of the tank and slam it down shut. The lock clicked.

Anderson stared at the closed tank, and pushed his glasses further up over the bridge of his nose. "Help us, O God of our salvation, for the glory of thy name: and deliver us, and purge away our sins, for thy name's sake. AMENNNNNN!"

….

"You ask to meet me but it has clearly come to my attention that you have ordered your associate to kidnap a British civilian and hold her against her will."

Enrico turned to the Protestant sow, aka the Director of Hellsing, his silvery hair swishing as he gracefully turned his head to face her. There Integra stood opposite him in the art gallery; an extremely and undeniably rare meeting, but unavoidable nevertheless. In response to Maxwell's blatant disregard to her presence, Integra clenched the end of a cigar further between her teeth. Eventually, after a brief silence, he let out an exaggerated sigh and held his hands up in the air.

"You're always so tense all the time," He mused, with a seedy grin, "Why don't you ever relax?"

"Enough of this!" Integra barked, "Release her at once. Are you not aware that your actions have brandished the Vatican with a black mark?"

"Tsk tsk. A lady as you should not raise her voice as so." Enrico waggled a finger at her, obviously delighting and basking in her intense, accruing dislike for him. Could a man really be obnoxious as he? "And my actions are none of your concern. Anderson is now in charge. I trust his judgement and he, himself. For the greater good, I simply left the leash untied."

However, a smirk crossed Integra's features, and she began to chuckle.

"What's so funny?"

She inhaled a deep drag from her cigar and then pulled out a file from the innards of her long coat. "Ruby Ashcroft, the only daughter of Dahlia and Samuel Ashcroft. Are you not aware? Both are Catholics, and therefore, it is likely that their daughter is Catholic, too." She said; she detected that she'd taken the leader of Iscariot off guard, for his violet eyes had widened in their sockets for a split second, before his left began wincing uncontrollably, making him appear as though he was in pain of some sort. However, shortly following that elaborate demonstration of facial display, Enrico returned to normal, and Integra added, "I recommend you… brush up on your research skills in the future, Maxwell."

Enrico frowned. Just because the demon whore's parents were Catholic didn't mean anything! It didn't mean she was forgiven or untouchable. God would judge her no matter what. However, he could tell why Integra was so amused. Because if she is a Catholic but also that wretched vampire's mate, then… Enrico stabbed his teeth on his bottom lip in rage when he realised. Oh, the irony of it all.

"Perhaps you should take the matters with the Vatican, and not with us." She added. His roar of rage followed her out as she walked away, with Walter re-joining her side. "I leave the negotiations to you, Walter. Prepare the helicopter."

"Yes, mi'lady."

…

"There. She's in there." Joshua pointed to the barn as the two vampires stood on the rooftop of the abandoned farmer's house that was a few feet away. He sniffed the air before his nose scrunched up. "Smells like priest."

"And what would a priest smell like?"

The situation was a peculiar one, but intriguing. He'd been on so many missions either alone, or with the newly turned Police Girl, that his change in companion in the form of a little 15 year old boy was somewhat uncanny.

He'd already contacted Integra about what had happened; his Master was surprised to hear that Alexander Anderson had travelled to England, but she wasn't surprised to hear that he had gone after Ruby and had kidnapped her. When he consulted her for guidance on how to handle the situation, Integra told him to be subtle for they were dealing with the Vatican's people, but nevertheless, retrieve the girl by any means necessary. Even if blood and a few limbs would have to be shed, which was very likely. Now, Integra should be meeting with Enrico because he requested her to meet at the art gallery as his personal audience. For now, Alucard was left on his own, free to do as he wished. Negotiations would have to wait until later.

"This one smells funny. He smells like blood, candle wax, rusted metal and old books."

"Very good, Little Sniffer Dog."

He cringed a little from the nickname Alucard had decided to call him. "…What do we do now, Mr Alucard?"

"We search and destroy." And with that, Alucard leapt off the roof and arrived at the barn doors.

…..

The barn doors flew open.

Anderson stopped sharpening his blades and looked up with a grin when a familiar adversary stepped inside and approached him, clutching a silver barrelled gun in hand.

There was no need for words.

Anderson came charging at Alucard without further ado. The vampire fired shots from the Casull which Anderson deflected expertly. Alucard gritted his teeth in fury; the Judas Priest had captured his mate. Anger surged through him like bubbling hot lava. He had never felt the desire to rip someone apart so badly as he did now.

The sounds of steel clashing exploded in all four lonely corners of the barn as Joshua balanced himself carefully on the wooden beams. While Alucard would distract Anderson, he was tasked with getting Ruby out, wherever she may be. The barn was merely a large empty space with hay and fenced in areas indicating where the others kept their horses. The only exception was the strange metal machine at the end of the room. It looked like a cylinder-shaped tank. Was Ruby really inside? He crept along the wooden beams quietly as possible; however, he couldn't help but watch the fight.

"What did you think you were doing, Anderson?" Alucard was growling, as he dodged a swipe aimed for the side of his head.

"Ah couldnae have ye copulatin' wi' a human!" Anderson snarled back; his eyes wide and shining, brimming with twisted, maniacal glee. "The lass will be purified by thy holy water and is now on her journey of redemption and salvation; God have mercy on her soul, AMEEEEEEEEEN!"

A few moments later, both weapons were spinning out of their hands from their inevitable clashes and bayonets and the Casull clattered to the floor a few feet away. Their fists clinching, both men resorted to their clenched knuckles to do the talking. Anderson delivered a blow to the right of Alucard's face while Alucard retaliated with a devastating uppercut to the chin which knocked a few teeth straight from Anderson's lower jaw. Both men were hunched over, grunting and snarling like beasts, saliva and blood dripping from the gaps of their wrecked gums and gritted teeth, pummelling their fists into each other, blow after blow.

"VAMPIRE!" Anderson spat him as they pulled away again, his lower jaw clenched so hard his teeth grinded together viciously, "Ah knew ye would come tae save yer whore. Tis' better than killing two birds wi' one stone."

Alucard snarled, and with the next cataclysmic clash, it was enough to send both of the men flying into the wooden beams supporting the barn. The old building gave a slight creak but the men did not pay attention. Growling loudly, Alucard stood up and shook off the broken pieces of wood from his coat. At the same time, the priest got back up too, throwing splinters off himself before he punched his jaw back into place.

"Today will be the death o' ye, vampire!" Anderson roared, as he made a mad sprint towards Alucard with his recovered bayonets.

Alucard dodged just as Anderson slashed another one of the wooden beams in half. Again, another creak gave out but they paid no attention, absorbed in the heat of battle. Alucard fired the Casull at Anderson's direction; he blocked with the blades of his bayonet, the bullets bouncing off. With one fierce swipe, the priest stabbed at Alucard but he evaded swiftly – however, Anderson reared back up from behind and slashed at the back of his knees. To his dismay, Alucard was merely grinning, as if the wound was nothing and he leapt away effortlessly and up towards another one of the beams supporting the barn. Anderson gritted his teeth as he glared at Alucard standing above him. The vampire taunted him to follow with a well-aimed smirk; bellowing with anger, Anderson tossed a few daggers at his direction. Alucard avoided the attack and the daggers destroyed another wooden pillar – the pillar which Joshua had been hiding behind.

"ARGHH!" Joshua ran out of his hiding place and Anderson's fist clenched.

"So you didnae come alone!" Anderson barked. "Fledging of yours, eh? Ah think ye have enough wee Hellsing dogs frolickin' around all over the place."

However, Alucard merely flicked his gaze to Joshua lazily. "Go." He said, still ogling the priest from above, watching him race towards the staircase.

Joshua nodded and leapt off the wooden banister and landed back to the ground. Without hesitating any longer, he hurriedly dashed to the tank. He slid his palms underneath the base of the machine, before he completely ripped it off the hinges it was attached to and lifted it high above his head. Without further ado, he began running out of the barn with the tank.

Anderson, at the top of the stairs, let out a howl of fury when he saw what was happening. He couldn't let the heathen escape - and he flung a dagger towards Joshua. It pierced him through the calf and the dracul stumbled but he pulled himself back up off the ground and kept running, limping somewhat. A loud roar of laughter could be heard and Anderson settled his seething eyes on the No-Life King who had all but witnessed the scene, his red eyes dancing with amusement.

"Why the long face, Anderson?" Alucard snarled, "Isn't this what you wanted? Come, let us finish what you started, Judas priest!"

Anderson dodged the hail of bullets Alucard unleashed on him and dashed madly side to side to avoid the assault. He pulled himself up onto the thin wooden beams, balancing his weight out by setting one foot in front of the other. Another clash of the two powers was inevitable; the vampire emptied another round at him but he batted them away to the side effortlessly. As soon as he was close enough, he swiped off his head along with the vampire's hand that was holding the wretched gun with one swig of his bayonet. A weapon so fine did not belong in the hands of a monster, Anderson had once thought – and as Alucard's fine-aiming hand dislodged from his arm, the hand still pulled the trigger and a bullet slammed into Anderson's neck.

An interesting thing was that Anderson's blood smelt musky, bitter and burnt, like incense. Alucard could tell a lot of things from people's blood. Generally those who did smell like honey, or were sweet to taste, were in fact, innocent people. Murderers and criminals, who he often sucked the life out of during missions, tasted like tar. However, enough was enough. The headless body stumbled backwards from Anderson's fierce attack but was still standing. Shadows began to swirl from the severed neck and wrist as the priest clutched his neck wound, his breath coming out as smoke through his clenched teeth, nose and ears.

He wasn't going to wait for the vampire to regenerate; Anderson lunged in for another brutal swing of his bayonet but he was halted by a bullet smashing into the back of his head and right arm; Anderson reeled as the bullet dropped off from his skull with a 'clunk' whereas his right arm tore off his elbow hinge, flopping at an awkward angle. He turned round just as the nozzle of the Casull touched the bottom of his chin and a portion of his jaw was blown off as he ducked in time; impossible! He'd cut off the hand – and then he saw it- the Casull was being held by a shadow-hand that had swarmed behind unbeknownst to him.

He roared, blood spewing from all flesh wounds. Nothing was impossible when facing the demon. He'd lobbed off its head once and it'd regenerated in a stunning visual of somersaulting, flapping bats. Anderson refused to let his injury faze him; he merely retorted with another vicious assault of his bayonets - Alucard had to admire Anderson's persistence in defeating him but none of that would help when Alucard fired another shot; the handicapped priest dodged and the bullet collided with a gasoline lamp affixed to the wall.

It was a terrible shot. Nowhere even near the priest, but then it all came clear when the lamp exploded. Flames erupted, engulfing the barn in seconds. Underneath, the wooden beams supporting him was also starting to groan under his weight before it completely gave way.

As the shadows repaired him, Alucard watched Anderson plummet to the ground along with the wooden pillar before hopping off the banisters himself. He watched the macabre situation, knowing all too well this wouldn't kill Anderson or cripple him one bit, but would at least give Alucard time to free Ruby, who, by the way, he'd left under Joshua's care for at least ten minutes. He made his way to the barn exit, unfazed by the flames, watching Anderson buried underneath pillar after pillar.

And just before the barn collapsed completely, he could still hear Anderson bellowing from within.

…..

With Anderson out of the picture for now, Alucard arrived at their rendezvous point in the empty field where he saw Joshua struggling to get the lock of the tank to open.

"Nothing's working!" He cried helplessly when Alucard approached him.

"Move."

Joshua did as he was told and Alucard shot open the lock of the tank with the Casull. He ripped off the hatch to see a blurry figure underneath the water. The water had reached the top of the hatch and spilled a little, soaking around the bottom of his boots. He reached a hand in but retreated when he realised the water was blessed. Holy water. Roaring in frustration, Alucard cast all thoughts aside and removed his cloak.

"Wait!" Joshua yelped, "What are you doing? You can't go in there, it's holy water!"

He grabbed the boy by the front of his shirt and snarled ferociously, "You suggest a better idea?"

"B-But it's suicide…"

Alucard growled, threw him to the side and dropped into the water without further thought. It was life-risking but he had always lived on the edge. Diving into a tank full of holy water was nothing. The pain assaulted him like needles on skin; it was enough to reduce him to an unmoving wreck but he forced himself to dive to the bottom of the tank; he found Ruby - she wasn't moving – and brought her up to the surface. He lifted her back up to the top of the tank and clambered out himself, hissing in agony as the holy water burnt away at his flesh; he was singing, his skin eroding away as if one had tossed acid all over oneself.

He threw himself away from her as Joshua went to untie her, waiting to slowly recover. "Is she breathing?" He grated out; he could feel air going through his mouth and realised his cheeks had been melted away. The water had eroded his skin away, scraping away at his lips and gums. He could not let her see him like this.

Joshua removed the last of her ropes and placed his head against her chest and listened carefully. A dull thudding in her chest could be heard. "Yeah. I think we saved her in time."

Drawing in sharp, angry breaths, he waited for his painful recuperation and turned round regardless of his horrifying exterior which had Joshua staring wide-eyed. Ruby was lying on the grass, her hair wet and flat against her cheeks and forehead, her eyes closed and her mouth slightly parted. She was still drenched in holy water, and he felt his anger surmount when he saw the rope burns on her wrists. After his brief inspection of his mate's physical state, he realised Ruby hadn't woken up yet.

He ignored Joshua's expression and grabbed her, shaking her. "Ruby, get up." There was no response. Ruby remained unresponsive. Although she was soaked in holy water, he didn't care for the little stinging pains she inflicted on him unintentionally when his skin came in contact with hers. A haze claimed him and his conscience was roaring into life:Bite her. Bite her. Bite her. It was rational. It might save her life. Could he live without Ruby? Could he live with her forever? Probably… Probably not… He didn't know. He threw his gaze down to the motionless girl in his arms.

"What are you doing?" Joshua asked, as Alucard pulled away a few strands of wet hair from her neck.

He ignored him and leant towards her awaiting nape where he could hear the faint rush of her blood coursing through her veins, crying at him to be drunk. Alucard opened his mouth where his fangs began to elongate; his cool, wispy breath quickened with anticipation at the thought of turning Ruby into a draculina to be his for eternity…to remain by his side forever and ever until the end of time…

…

"…Ruby? Ruby, it's daddy. I want to talk."

"Go away."

"Ruby, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to yell at you back there. Can I come in?"

She pulled the covers off her head and stared at her closed door in the darkness, then sighed and slipped out, plodding out of the warmth and comfort of her bed with her teddybear in hand. She opened the door for her father. She looked up; he was blocking the light of the hallway, resembling nothing but a giant shadow in the doorframe.

"I'm sorry, Ruby."

"I wanna sleep."

"Will you listen to what I have to say before you sleep?"

"...Okay."

"Alright, I'll tuck you in. Get you nice and warm first." Dad led her back towards the bed and she crawled back in; he pulled the covers back over her up to her chin, and then sighed. "I'll check your temperature." His large, cool palm went over her forehead for a brief moment, before he let out a satisfied hum. "Good, you're getting better."

"What's in the basement, dad?"

He turned to her, and sighed once again. He sounded...drained. "Something…that I cannot show to you. Not yet."

"Why? What is it? Is it a secret?"

"…You can say that. It's a big secret, and…I'm not sure you can handle it just now. So…for your own protection, and safety; your mother and I, we were going to tell you when you're older."

"You can't tell me now?"

"I'm sorry, Ruby. Daddy doesn't want to do it, but...he has no choice."

"Okay. Then I won't ask. I don't want to hurt daddy."

He smiled. "You're special, Ruby. And I didn't mean to yell at you. I panicked when I saw you come down."

"That's okay, dad."

He grinned, and they did their pinky promise by looping their small fingers together to ensure that everything between them was okay, then he reached over and pecked her forehead. "I love you, Ruby. Never forget that." Dad slid off the bed and strolled back towards the door to her room. "No matter what happens, your daddy will always love you."

Before he closed it, she said, "I love you too, daddy."

…..

Ruby awoke with a startled, choked gasp.

She coughed, then glanced around frantically, remembering where she was and what had happened, even though her memories were fairly choppy. All she remembered were the following: Priest. Father Anderson. Tried to kill her. Locked her in a tank full of water. Square teeth.

Ruby let out a groggy groan. "Alucard...? Joshua?" While Joshua breathed a sigh of relief, Alucard pulled his head out and away from her neck, his fangs retracting, and he bundled her into his arms, giving a sideways glance to his hand – his flesh was beginning to patch itself up. However, what mattered to him was that she was alive. She was still alive… Relief washed over him in seconds. "…Cold…" She was mumbling and shivering, "I'm cold…"

Alucard swiftly wrapped his coat around her tighter. "Better?"

She nodded weakly. "A little." Then, she gasped. "My foot!" Alucard and Joshua threw their glances to her ankle as Ruby hastily checked herself, and sighed. Her ankle seemed fine… "Phew. I'm okay. False alarm."

He raised an eyebrow while Joshua blinked numbly at the girl. "I think your foot is the least of your troubles, Ruby. Are you alright?"

"Yeah, I'm okay…What happened to that scary, box-jawed man who tried to drown me?"

Alucard and Joshua glanced to each other. They'd left the box-jawed man to rot in a burning barn, that was what happened. "Never mind him, Ruby." Joshua said quickly. "Mr Alucard has taken care of him. What matters is that you're safe."

"Why did he go after me?"

Joshua turned to Alucard then. "Yeah, why did Father Anderson go after Ruby?"

"…You are my mate." came Alucard's flat response. "…It means I have placed you in a dangerous situation; from now on, you… will occasionally face mortal peril."

"Oh." Ruby said, her expression scrunching up at the sound of 'mortal peril'. His honesty was a little…brutal. "Speaking about faces…What happened to you, Alucard? Your face…" She lifted her arms up and planted them on his torn cheeks before she turned his head to the side for inspection. "These are third degree burns..."

He placed his large hands over hers and smirked. "Battle wounds earned while saving a damsel in distress." He murmured, placing a kiss on her knuckles.

However, Ruby threw her gaze down dejectedly. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. These things happen because of me, and then you have to get out of your way and you get hurt and – "

"It is not your fault."

She tried to smile at him as his hollow cheeks started to heal until she heard a cough and then turned at Joshua, who was now looking away, obviously uncomfortable with watching couples in public. "…Thank you, Joshua."

"Oh…Um. N-No problem. Y-Y-You're welcome." He croaked out dryly. "…Well, you're okay now. I sh-should go."

"Wait - Joshua, you should come with us. Hellsing needs you." Ruby said swiftly, then she glanced over to Alucard for back-up.

"Hellsing could do with a little sniffer dog."

Whilst Joshua seemed a little deterred, Ruby laughed awkwardly. "What he means is that you'll be a valuable addition. You should lend your strength to help Sir Integra, Alucard, Seras and Walter and all the fine gentlemen who have pledged their allegiance to kill evil vampires."

The dracul kicked a stone in his path. "…Can't I stay with you?"

Ruby blinked. "Me? You want to...stay with me?" She squeaked in shock, before she let out another awkward laugh, "Josh, you can't stay with me, I mean, I can barely look myself! I'm still studying... I don't have a job...I live off instant noodles...I-I don't even have a washing machine at home."

"I don't mind."

She put a hand to her chin. Oh dear. This might get troublesome. She wouldn't mind Joshua staying with her, but...she was far more worried that she would not be able to look after him properly. To her relief, Alucard said, "We need to report to my Master regardless. You, sniffer dog, must come with us."

"Okay, fine, I'll come with you to Hellsing. But please stop calling me that."

"Alright!" Ruby cheered half-heartedly. At least something had been done. Alucard stood back up with Ruby in his arms, and he began to carry her out of the deserted field, whilst Joshua trailed beside them. "By the way...how am I going to get home?"

"Lest you forget that you are in the presence of two vampires, my bride."

"Oh." Ruby cringed, but then she smiled at Alucard who tensed up slightly, his grip on her increasing tenfold. "But thank you for saving me, both of you."

"Mr Alucard did all the work." Joshua pointed out.

"Hn." Alucard grunted; they had finally left the field and were back on the main road. Ruby glanced around helplessly but nevertheless, mustered another smile at Alucard. "For someone who narrowly evaded death, you are unusually cheerful. Your optimism must know no boundaries, my bride." He remarked in response.

She shrugged. "…I'm okay now. That's what matters."

"Give me your phone, little sniffer dog."

Joshua grumbled but dug his hand into his pocket and handed Alucard his phone anyway. "Do you think you'll get a signal here?" Ruby asked as he let go of her and returned her back to the ground where she stood side-by-side beside Joshua. He flipped open the phone where he did indeed, received a signal. While Alucard made his phonecall to Hellsing, Ruby turned to the dracul and grinned. "Thanks, Josh. How's your leg?"

"I'm fine, thanks, and I-I already said you're welcome." He stammered out, and then - "…By the way, I have something to show you."

"What is it?"

Joshua rummaged around his jeans, then protruded out a vial with something deep-red and gloopy sloshing inside. "It's the cure." He mumbled, as Ruby gazed at it wide-eyed, "…To vampirism, or so he said."

"…Who?"

"The other guy who was with Luther."

Ruby gawped at the vial in horror as she held it in her hand. "…Wait, this is–this is the cure? To vampirism? What other guy? What guy?"

"There's another guy." Joshua said, watching Ruby splutter and stammer, "…I think he's their leader, because he – well, he…controls Luther, I think. I didn't get his name, but he gave me this…and I don't want it."

"But it's the cure…Isn't it?"

"That man sent a vampire to bite me, manipulated my father, then had my foster family killed, and stole a possibly powerful artefact. Then he sent a hitman after me." He took the vial and held it up to her. "And now he's given me this. Do you honestly think it's a cure?"

"What's your name?"

"…"

"I've never seen you come down to the village before."

"…The villagers leave their offerings in the shrine. Today, I found none, so I was sent to investigate."

"So you CAN speak."

"Just because I am a vampire does not mean I am incapable of verbal articulation. …Why are you talking to me anyway? Are you not afraid I will - "

" – Suck my blood and kill me; yes, yes, I know. My grandparents told me enough scary bedtime stories about you guys as it is."

"Then…"

"You're one of the good vampires, right? You're the ones…who don't harm humans." She said. "Besides, if you wanted to kill me and suck my blood… you could have done it ten minutes ago, but you didn't. I'm sure you knew I was following you."

This forced a wry smile to appear on his face. "Yes, that is…true. I picked up your scent a mile away." He replied. Then he stopped smiling and frowned deeply. "Rule 1: Never speak to humans. Rule 1 must be strictly obeyed and conformed to; any individuals guilty of breaking this rule is to be directly dispatched to Gideon and is punishable by holy water and a stake to the heart." He uttered, in a robot-like trance. He turned to her and added, "I am not allowed to speak to humans. Go away."

"Hey, wait a minute – "

"If you are wise, you would stay away from me too." He barked. Without another word, he stormed away, trudging back up the winding trail to the mountain with the large and heavy, bulging sack over his shoulder, as if the weight did not bother him in any way at all. To his dismay however, she was still following him.

"Who's Gideon?"

He whirled round. "You." He pointed at her, narrowing his eerie, blood-red eyes, "You know too much. I should wipe your memory right here and now."

"No! Don't do that!" She exclaimed. "…You don't remember me? You saved my life 5 years ago, when the bombs hit. I was 13 years old."

He inspected her closely. "That was…" He glanced at her from head to toe. "That was you?"

She nodded. "I never got to say 'thank you'. I recognised you because…well, you haven't changed at all."

"I have no need for your gratitude. Furthermore, I do not age."

"…What's your name?"

He turned away from her, frowning. She was a human no doubt but she was not afraid of him and even wanting to know his name. Why? For what possible reason would she want his name? It made no sense. Had the world turned upside-down? However, he found himself stammering, "Wh-Why do you wish to know?"

"I just do."

Stunned by her words, he could do nothing but watch her intently with growing intrigue. "…Caelum." He croaked out, after a lengthy pause, "My name is Caelum." And she smiled at him in return when he spun round to continue his lonely trek back to the foreboding mountains he called home. "There. I have fulfilled your ridiculous request. Now stop following me."

He heard her giggle; a hauntingly, melodious sound it was, and he could not help but turn round once more. To his surprise, she was skipping back towards the direction of the village, waving at him all the way. "My name's Emilia! It's nice to meet you, Caelum!"

…

He woke up from his dream, his eyes snapping wide open.

At first, he let his eyes adjust, staring at red, inky spots waft and spread over his vision before he realised he was submerged underwater and he'd been crying blood again. He rose with a roar in the bathtub, blinking at the murky crimson blotches in the water like red ink. He climbed out, his hair wet and matted, dripping with mingled blood and water, and dried himself with the waiting towel on the rack, then slipped on the nightobe and stood in his deluxe bathroom, staring down at the white marble sink with his hands gripping the basin edge.

Emilia…

He gritted his teeth before his fists clinched and the sink began to crack before it promptly split in two under his shaking grip.

For the first time in thirty years…Caelum felt the desperate urge to feed.

Notes:

1. Anderson's speeches came from Psalm 104: Verses 31-35 and Psalm 79: Verse 9.

2. The part about Ruby talking to her father was another childhood memory that followed the one in Chapter 16 about the basement. As I said before I hate writing 'flashback' so I'll just throw it at you instead randomly xDD Same goes for Caelum.

3. At this point, the story has turned from a glorious T to a wicked M-rating because this story has a lot more lime than I originally intended. Seriously, I've made Alucard a bigger horndog than originally intended. I hope you guys don't mind.

Also, this story has reached over 100,000 words (although some are from author's notes).

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