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Romance In the Red Moon	By : AmandaJean Category: Hellsing > Crossovers Views: 1907 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 3 Part 2

It wasn’t long into the secretive meeting that Caterina found time for herself to think about the possible threat that lurked in the same room as they did while idly noting that she hated the chill he sent down her spine mingled with her fears. And not for the first time she realized that this creature was something that legends were made of. Where everyone got the idea that Methuselah were vampires. All because of this very creature before her who was a true vampire, a true show of the dead walking the earth. It was not to be trusted even in the slightest.

Caterina noted calmly that Abel was standing on guard. Not uncommon to see when something that was threatening around. He was like that ever since the night their connection changed from him being a mere stranger she caught glimpses of when he allowed it or wasn’t aware of her prying eyes. It probably also had to do with their guests, he was doing his duty to a point and watching over them. Caterina watched the Empress and her two servants calmly, all collected and professional in this situation. Caterina respected that.

~ Vampires ~ Methuselahs ~ Terrans ~

Abel stood straight as he watched Alucard closely, all the while being ready to get in the way in order to protect his little sister if it came to that. He hoped that it won’t, but he will always be ready to intervene. Not to mention he had Caterina and Professor Wordsworth to keep an eye on. Like the old days, he pulled up the knowledge and know how when it came to being professional and cautious of a situation. Observation came easily. His own personal concerns kept bother him no matter how hard he tried to cancel them out, but they were warranted nonetheless. Abel found himself concerned about whether or not this creature was in fact a threat or not.

Whether the vampire truly was insane like Cain is or if Alucard was worse off. Or maybe it was just an act meant to keep them off balance? There were a lot of unanswered questions now floating in Abel’s mind, both for himself as well as others. He wanted to know why he was so transfixed with such a lethal creature in the first place. Abel wanted to know where the creature came from, which abyss he crawled out of and how long ago was it since he was born.

The need to walk out of the room to clear his head was tempting, but it couldn’t be done due to the people he had to keep an eye on in this room. So he will stay until this thing was finished.

~ Vampires ~ Methuselahs ~ Terrans ~

Alucard stood proper; it’s been quite some time since he decided to stand properly in the presence of others on his own whim. All the while he watched them carefully. Some of them intrigued him and some entertained him. He would not hide that fact, why should he? Especially because he knew what they saw when they looked into his uncovered eyes. Alucard was fully aware that they saw insanity there. And above all else they saw cruelty. Hell, he even knew they might have even seen rivers of blood. But in the end, none of that truly mattered to him.

He was a monster and he was insane. Alucard knew that fact and accepted it all the same.

But there was a slim near dead part of him that wished that they didn’t see those things. A part of him that was still inclined with human whimsical quirks wished they never looked that deep into his non-human eyes. His own feral blood red eyes. But he inwardly shrugged his shoulders at his almost humanly musings pushing them away as he did the memory of his death and rebirth. None of that mattered anymore. Why should it?

Seeing a need to end the silence that hung over their heads like a guillotine Alucard calmly said,

“So, what is your verdict? Am I to live, or die? That is why you’re here, is it not.” Even if he tried not to, there was a mocking edge to his words. It was as natural to him as it was for the living to breathe.

“It is to be determined.” The little Empress replied evenly, Alucard nearly scoffed at that, but continued to listen as she continued with,

“And it isn’t my choice alone. Your fate also lies within the Duchess of Milan’s hands as well.” Alucard frowned at that, he didn’t say that they had no chance in hell to destroy him. Only a human can kill him, and there was no human strong enough or determined enough to have that honor here.

The last time someone came close to killing Alucard made the mistake of selling his humanity for more power and thus got killed himself.

“Very well, I’ll wait. After all, you were kind enough to wake me up.” Alucard taunted slightly while turning his attention towards the woman Cardinal, which was something he’d have to get used to. A woman as a Cardinal? Things have changed.

Alucard noticed another priest showed up, no emotion shown on his face and something smelt more robotic about him. Alucard frowned slightly, it was apparent that the church still played with their priests to make them deadlier.

“I request that you find me someone or something to eat. I’m hungry.” Alucard finally said to Caterina, a half grin present on his face.

“You will receive blood, but only after you answer questions. Understood.” The empress said, taking charge and dominance over the situation. The Cardinal better start putting forward, but she seemed to agree with the Empress. Alucard nodded as agreement, not saying a word of thanks in any form.

With everything said and done, so far. Alucard was escorted back to where his coffin was, he was followed by the Priest who wasn’t human at all.

~ Vampires ~ Methuselahs ~ Terrans ~

The walk was quiet, which was something Abel was thankful for. It gave him time to gather himself and consider the situation at hand. As soon as they entered the room Abel watched as Alucard stood next to the coffin that still appeared untouched and if it was even possible it still appeared new. It was unnatural how a coffin could be as old as it was and still look not a day older than it was first made. Coffins these days didn’t look as nicely polished these days, it probably had to do with cremation being the main way of disposing of the deceased these days.

Abel wasn’t entirely sure of how he liked being alone with Alucard, the man was oddly very quiet. Not even making a sound when he moved, if that was even possible.

After a few minutes it was Alucard, who finally shattered the silence that lingered in the laboratory with calmly saying,

“What are you? You definitely aren’t human.” Abel could honestly say that he wasn’t used to someone coming out like that and asking him what he was and stating that they knew ahead of time that he wasn’t human in the least. So there was no chance to lie or advert the uncomfortable question.

That left one option on the table. To speak the truth, and tell the vampire what he was or simply change the subject and refuse to speak about it. If he refused a fight could possibly break out, and that wouldn’t be entirely good. Abel shifted uncomfortably as his nanomachines nearly hummed for his attention and sat on edge due to the vampire in the room with him.

“A Crusnik. It’s a vampire who eats vampires.” Abel answered without showing many emotions, his choice was obvious. He ended up telling the vampire what he was, and he planned to not say any more than this. He didn’t want to get into how he came to be or why. It was even worse to talk about than what he was and what he ate when he was forced to. He generally avoided eating Methuselah blood. It didn’t sit well with him, but it was so natural for his other side. A scary thing he had to deal with constantly with no reprieve.

Abel picked up the hum of acknowledgement from the vampire Alucard; it was almost shocking to not get mocked for it. But he didn’t show that in front of the Vampire.

“So, vampires are no longer on top of the food chain. Amusing.” Alucard finally said, Abel found that he heard no ill-will or anger in those words. But Alucard seemed the type that could show different emotions at will and act on opposites if it came to it. Step lightly, Abel’s instincts told him and he will obey his instincts this time. Despite the word amusing being used, Abel knew for a fact that he didn’t hear any amusement either. Pulling up a chair Abel sat down, watching idly as Alucards attention turned inward as the vampire lost himself in his own thought.

It was a weird thing to see, something that could be so dangerous come across as harmless and near human, despite the fact that the man was in fact dead and a vampire who was ages old. Abel crossed one leg over the other and folded his hands calmly ready to take his glasses off to clean them when Abel caught sight of a thin red line falling from one eye. A single bloody tear. Abel sat there quietly in shock at the sight of the barest hint of humanity the vampire has come close to showing since his waking in the form of a tear. He must have lost someone important to him to be able to shed a tear. Abel thought to himself as turned away, giving the vampire some privacy.

~ Vampires ~ Methuselahs ~ Terrans ~

Alucard turned his attention away from the Priest, the nonhuman Priest who was currently babysitting him as infuriating as it sounded. His attention drifted inward to his own thoughts on his master. His former master. It’s been so very long since then and now. My beloved master, now long gone. She left no legacy behind and the Hellsing family died with her… She died truly as a woman of gunpowder and steel in her very own marble grave. Alucard couldn’t help, but reflect while finding that a part of him wished that he was by her side. But he wasn’t and never will be. How I envy you, you died of old age when you were the most beautiful. How I envy you. Alucard thought while unaware of single the bloody tear that marred his pale face.

Alucard didn’t bother even considering acknowledging the Priest who turned away from him. Alucard found out why, the single tear he rubbed off with a pristine white glove. Uncaring on how the blood could stain, if it was even possible. And for Alucard it wasn’t unless he wanted it to be, his clothing like everything else was an extension of himself now. So the blood absorbed and vanished like it was never there. Alucard knew the Priest was giving him his privacy, a part of him was grateful while most of him wanted to sneer.

Alucard did neither. And simply chose to sit on a chair next to his coffin facing the door. Waiting, and for a good half an hour neither of them moved until they were fetched. Alucard chuckled and followed obediently for the moment. No one stood up or acknowledged his presence even as he entered the room he was in previously or when he sat down at the table. There was appetizing foods set out, and blood. For both himself and the Methuselah guests who were sitting across from him along with the Cardinal.

He instantly zeroed in on the fact that the blood sitting in front of the little Empress smelt differently, Methuselah’s blood if he could wager a guess. Another Crusnik thing Alucard noted with mild amusement, he couldn’t care less though. Crusnik, Methuselah or vampire there was no one could kill him, but a human. And once again he was faced with the knowledge that there was no one strong enough or willing enough in this room or on this world capable of the feat. On either side of him was the Priest who was babysitting him, Abel. And on the other side was the mechanical Priest. Most likely to make sure he didn’t do anything.

Standing on each side of the table was the two Methuselah’s who accompanied the little Empress. No doubt for extra precaution. Not that it would help in any way. The other one wasn’t here any more, most likely wanted to get back to work. Alucard checked the time. It was reaching afternoon at this point, working late must mean working all day for that priest. He’d be shocked at what working late meant for Alucard’s deceased master. She was usually forced to go to bed by Walter or even Ceras.

Alucard knew that the interrogation was going to be pointless for the most part, but he will play.

“So it was stated that your name is Alucard, yes? But did you have a name before that?” The little Empress asked while her face remained professional and older than her physical appearance showed. Alucard noted that he was right, pointless.

“Alucard is the only thing you need to know, what my name was before is irrelevant as to the fact that you are not our name and your name doesn’t make you what you are.” Alucard casually said offhandedly, it was half true. Most feared him by the end of the era in Hellsing by his name alone and his name before that was the same and the one before that was nearly the same. It all depended on perception and situations in the end.

“Understandable. How old are you approximately?” The lady Cardinal asked, Alucard wanted to sigh at the boredom the questions asked. Why could they not ask anything more entertaining than this? Really, he was getting bored already and boredom for Alucard was never a good thing.

“What year is it?” Alucard shot back, casually.

“3063.” The little Empress answered calmly, her hands delicately folded in her lap. Alucard calculated in his mind, it was rare that he actually had to pull out a number for how old he was. Age never mattered to him, it hasn’t since he became a vampire.

“Than I’m over 1000 years old, 1632 years to be exact. Not that it matters, age is nothing to me.” Alucard casually answered, noting the near choking sound from the Priest beside him and the shocked expressions in front of him. The only one who really didn’t respond at all was the mechanical priest beside him. But that was nearly expected. Alucard chuckled slightly. Telling his age was entertaining after all. Turning to Abel slightly Alucard asked,

“Tell me Priest, how old are you? After all, you’re not human either.”

“Uh… Not as old as you… It’s not important…” Abel answered; his chuckles were nervous and amusing to Alucard. Alucard really didn’t care in the end, but this not human priest caught his attention to some degree and he wanted to drag out all the information he could. By force if required, and as amusing as that could be Alucard wanted to pull it out of him in another way. Not that he would get much of an opportunity at the moment as a sound was made to catch his attention and draw it back to the interrogators questions to come.

Alucard was half tempted to ignore them, and for the moment he did. Holding his attention on Abel for a few moments longer before making eye contact with his interrogators. The little Empress was watching him even closer now; apparently she didn’t like the attention freely given to the nonhuman priest. They were both Crusnik’s that was possibly the reason. Alucard will figure out what the story was later. Alucard give a wide grin that was ignored pointedly.

“Why did we find you in a mansion?” The lady Cardinal asked, Alucard’s attention shifted from the bite-size Crusnik to her. His grin disappeared for a moment as he thought; they had to ask that question didn’t they? Alucard wasn’t entirely fond of the fact that they had to ask that question. But in the end he put up his grin and stretched it wider in a mocking manner.

“I was under servitude of the Hellsing family for a few generations at least. Its purpose existed solely to exterminate the walking dead and other unnatural things under the order of the Queen of England. Werewolves, vampires, ghouls, nosey reporters who catch too much and try to share even more. Can’t have that now can we?” Alucard explained casually, despite his own irritation. He didn’t even know why he was telling these people. In the end it wasn’t really any of their business and yet he was spilling his guts to them. Nearly pathetic if that was possible.

“Just so you know, England is now referred to as Albion.” The lady Cardinal informed him. That’s interesting; it wasn’t called that since the fourth century. Alucard when he could read and learnt about history, he wasn’t a fool to say the least.

“It is now. Got bored with it being called England?” Alucard pointed out, a slight sneer on his face. He’s played their games, now he was going to start digging for information of his own. More importantly play catch up and figure out what happened with the world. He doesn’t know much at the moment, but that will change soon enough. And the blood held some memories, depressing memories and he found out that blood was actually sold for money. It was a red crop now. Useful.

Alucard was fully aware that this game of catch up he would have to give information away as well, but he had a vast memory and didn’t forget easily. So he could pick and choose what he tells them and they in turn couldn’t do a thing about it.
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