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Romance In the Red Moon	By : AmandaJean Category: Hellsing > Crossovers Views: 1909 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 4

Alucard learnt about things in the hour that passed that he did not expect to have even happened. Armageddon for example, he never thought there would be a war bad enough to be dubbed that and drag the entire planet into conflict leaving most of it uninhabitable after 900 years. It was almost overwhelming even to someone like Alucard, but not for the reasons they most likely would have figured someone would be. Alucard was not a kind person, in fact, he was a monster. And he would have loved to fight in a war that expanded over the entire planet and into space itself. It would have been glorious and thrilling. The war in London, or Albion as it’s now called, was nothing in compared to what he just learnt. However, Alucard would be a fool if he didn’t think they left things out. They did. Foolish, but expected to some extent. Alucard could easily dig later for more information. It would be easy.

“A pity.” Alucard purred slightly, the thought of what he missed crossed his mind. But he was old as it was; he could not allow himself to be swept up in whimsical what ifs. It could be disastrous for his state of mind that was already twisted as it was.

“Yes, a lot of people died those many years.” Abel said, Alucard could hear the sorrow and guilt in his voice. Why would there be guilt? As far as Alucard was aware, he did not have the pleasure fight in any war during that so called Armageddon period. Alucard chuckled slightly as he peered over at Abel just enough to observe his current watchdog.

“Oh, you misunderstand me my dear priest I would have enjoyed fighting in that war. I have fought in so many wars it’s now a way of life for me. I’m a monster, there’s no question about that. And I’m the type that will do what needs to be done. Simple as that.” Alucard casually said, a mocking tone dripping into his words. One thing was for sure, he was truly a monster. Has been a monster for so long its second nature as it became second nature to accept orders from a family that enslaved him, tormented him, experimented on him and shattered him into being nothing more than an attack dog on a tight leash. This new broken down world. It was going to take some getting used to, but he can because that was what he did. Adapted.

A shock filled silence filled the room forcing a chuckle out of his throat. What did they expect? Honestly, they must have been living in some sort of dream world to think that Alucard would feel badly for all the people who died during those nine hundred years. And the nonhuman priest glared at him, his guilt and sorrow turning to undignified frustration and anger. Better than the suffocating pity emotions that swam in the priests expressions previously.

“How can you say that, nobody deserved to die during the war? The war shouldn’t have happened in the first place! How could you even want to be in a war like that? No one should have fought in it at all!” Abel snapped angrily, and Alucard saw something darker flash through the priest’s eyes at that moment. The look that was not human and so must fit in to the darker part. The Crusnik the priest said he was.

“Did you not hear the part where I said that I was a monster and that I would do what needs to be done? Or are you that daft?” Alucard taunted as he turned fully towards the Priest who was not human with his back towards the mechanical priest who has yet to be introduced to him, but that was not the point today. Today the mechanical priest was there as a guard of sorts to ensure he didn’t try to eat anyone most likely.

“Human or not, no one should have wanted to fight in that war. No one deserved what happened, and you wanting to fight in it and wanting to kill is disrespectful towards everyone who did fight in the war and who died in the war. Everyone is still feeling the open wounds that war caused and the devastation is still alive today.” Abel snarled out, angry most likely at Alucards inhumane views of it.

“Did you fight in the war Father? You’re awfully attached to this subject. You’re taking it very personal, more so than someone who simply read about it in a history book.” Alucard pointed out, taunting was missing in his voice. Just a calm tone used to point something out. Alucard caught the concerned expression from the little Empress that was directed towards Abel who was choking on exasperation and not knowing how to handle this situation without giving anything away. Alucard could not decide which side the priest would have fought for if his reaction was any indication of fighting in the war. It would not surprise him if he fought for the humans; he seemed to be rather connected to them.

“I think this meeting is over.” The little Empress cut in, coldly. Sore spot must have been struck without intention with her. So than, what was the priest to her and what was so important about the war that seemed to cut the fine line between subjects that were safe to talk about and the subjects that were not to be spoken of.

“Very well. I have one more question, what will you decide for my fate?” Alucard agreed, far too easily for his own taste. But even Alucard knew when to leave a subject alone, there was always time later to push buttons for different reactions on this new subject that had so much promise for Alucard. For now, other questions had the chance to be answered if he co-operated. But only until Alucard decided otherwise, he had the freedom to do so now. He was free!

“You will remain on Vatican grounds until we can come to a conclusion.” Caterina stated, Alucard could see the tension forming in her at the situation. He must have really hit a subject where everyone was feeling tender about for some reason or not. Good. They should know that Alucard was the type who had no problem hitting your sore spots and pushing all the buttons that could hurt you or break you or shatter your confidences and he could push the buttons that make you stronger and strengthen you into something worth following loyally.

Chuckling slightly Alucard casually asked,

“Really. Well, who will be my guards than. In order to make sure I behave.” Alucard looked at everyone in the room for a moment.

“I will be.” Abel answered firmly, not giving anyone else the option to disagree with him. Old signs of a long since retired leader still scratching at the surface. Alucard was amused as he turned the glass that once held the blood he drank between his gloved fingers calmly. Abel stood up, Alucard followed suit and could not help but finding the fact that their heights were close to each other. Stupid things to note to himself, but he did so anyway. Why should he not?

“Very well.” Alucard agreed as he indicated for Abel to lead the way, and with a frown he did so. All before anyone else could voice an objection to it. But they had things to discuss themselves, and so they no doubt would be tending to that situation rather than the fact that Abel here took charge and made a decision before they could even consider one. It was almost respectable, but mostly amusing.

~ Vampires ~ Methuselahs ~ Terrans ~

Abel had to check behind him to make sure the vampire was following him; he was awfully quiet and did not make a sound. Making the old creature an affective killing machine should that happen. Abel would have to be wary of him, but currently his concern was over the war and the fact that Alucard brought it up. And that was something that angered Abel; he didn’t like getting reminded of his sins over and over again. He did that by himself well enough, he did not need someone else coming along and rubbing it in his face. In fact if he was a few hundred years younger he would be furious and react irrationally, make mistakes and probably get himself into some sort of mess that could not be undone so easily. And he has done enough of that kind of damage in his life. Too much damage to say the least.

Abel knows that Alucard doesn’t know much, but he knew enough to suspect things that now that he could use against Abel. And that was far from good; Abel did not like the thoughts of that.

Aside from Abel’s own thoughts, the walk was silent and almost pleasant. Almost. The second they were in front of the door he turned and faced Alucard who was grinning at him, the man always seemed to be grinning. It was unnerving. Especially with the fact that his grins weren’t kind and were always filled with sharp teeth. Nothing like the fangs you would see in a Methuselah’s mouth. This was a whole jaw of sharp fangs. It reminded him of a shark with the fact that they have a mouthful of sharp teeth.

“Here we are.” Abel said as nonchalantly as he could, indicating that Alucard should get in and out of the hallway where it would be a slight benefit for Abel should the vampire start acting up. But Abel doubted that Alucard would, so far the vampire was co-operating for his own amusement. Not out of kindness.

Are you coming in with me priest? To keep an eye on me? Abel heard in his mind and a look towards Alucard showed a wider grin, all pointing towards the fact that Abel heard correctly. Abel frowned towards the vampire who was standing just inside the doorframe. Needlessly said, Abel was not impressed. He didn’t enjoy the thought of someone in his mind, at all.

“Get out of my mind.” Abel stated in a near icy tone, his usual friendly expression took on a colder appeal that he rarely wears unless situation calls for it. Alucard’s grin did not show signs of faltering causing Abel to frown even more. Did he think this was some sort of game?!

Oh? And why should I priest? Alucards voice teased inside Abel’s mind. Abel knew he was being tested, he must be. Abel watched Alucard move into the room more giving more room for Abel to enter as well.

“Because I told you to.” Abel stated firmly as he took the taunting invitation to enter the room as well. All the while thinking, is there going to be a fight? It looks like he wants to attack. Abel heard Alucard chuckle and had an inkling sensation that his thoughts were just heard by the vampire. Or could he actually read mind as fully as Abel fears he could.

The amusement heard from the vampire was short lived, however, as Alucard took on a more serious appearance causing Abel to stiffen his body slightly. Thankfully at the moment, Abel did not have to defend himself as Alucard said,

“That is always the question. Do I want to fight? Will I attack? But rest assured, I won’t do neither. What I am doing though, is rather obvious…”

“A test.” Abel cut in realizing that some of what the vampire was doing was testing people’s inner strength. Or was it solely directed towards Abel? That has yet to be seen.

“And you’re getting to a point where a part of you, the darker part of you wants you to break your self-control. To attack, to act as it wants you to. Tell me, is that the reason or am I the one who’s pushing parts of you that hasn’t been pushed in quite some time. Am I really that good?” Alucard purred with a cruel smile accompanying the cruel taunt that was dripping into those words perfectly. Abel frowned deeply at that. He wasn’t entirely too fond of the direction this topic just took, and how close to the truth it could be.

Abel knew he needed to get a grip on things, his nanomachines were still buzzing out of control at having something like Alucard so close. Which in itself was odd, they never reacted this hungrily towards Methuselah’s blood even when Abel was hungry for it and he has been around plenty in his life.

“Be quiet.” Abel stated firmly as he stood close to the door in a position that would allow him to see the entire room. It was a habit he picked up when he was a child. Alucard simply inspected his coffin for damages and that was fine with Abel who wasn’t entirely in a mood to have to force co-operation or anything close to that. He just was not like that anymore, not saying that he would not take those necessary steps if he had to. He will. He may act like the clown but he was no fool either. Although his firm statement Abel didn’t force the issue, which was something that he knew would not be lost on Alucard. In fact, Abel wouldn’t be surprised if Alucard took special notice of it.

Do you really want me to be quiet? Am I to really believe that because if you did, you would have made me by now. Would you not? No, you wouldn’t want me to be silent. Because of what I am, what I am saying. I could even go so far as to say that you enjoy knowing me. And you enjoy knowing what I am. A real vampire and not the imitations your humans frolic with these days. And your knowing what I am but not who I am keeps you guessing on what I’m truly capable of and it keeps you sane. It keeps you playing human perfectly. Alucards voice rang out almost like a dark melody in Abel’s mind. All the while leaving Abel to wonder if any of it was true?

“Why pretend to be human Father Nightroad? Why this charade?” Alucard asked out loud, forcing Abel to pause before he could comment on Alucards arrogance and audacity to even delve into this sort of topic with him. Not many people could freely speak about things like this with Abel, he was a private person and even more secretive about what he was and what was in his past.

“Why dress as you do? Why use a gun when you are most capable of using your hands and your fangs and your already increased strength?” Abel asked right back, confident that the answer he may get would be one that would aid him in answering Alucard on why Abel plays the human when he most certainly is not.

The phone however rung, stalling any sort of answer that could be given by Alucard or any response to it that Abel could have given. Answering it with a polite hello, Abel listened to the words spoken carefully. They were orders simple and to the point. Not saying a word as he hung up and turned back towards the vampire who was finished inspecting his coffin saying calmly,

“Stay here.” And with that Abel left Alucard behind, not entirely confident that the Alucard would listen but hoped nonetheless.

~ Vampires ~ Methuselahs ~ Terrans ~

Alucard simply stood where he was beside his coffin, not entirely pleased with being left in a laboratory. After all he hated laboratories; there was a lot of pain that could be found within rooms such as this. Alucard forcefully shrugged it off; it should and doesn’t make any difference to him now. After all, why should it? He was no longer human, he has not been human for as long as he could remember now. Why would he have the same trepidations humans have in places that could bring pain or dark alleys or other places that would usually warrant caution in humans. Pulling up a chair he crossed his legs casually, not moving from the position he freely picked to be the moment’s comfortable way of sitting.

The priests last questions that were used to answer his own question directed towards the priest came to mind once again. He understood the basics of it perfectly well. He used his gun because he enjoyed using it, yes he still thoroughly enjoyed killing with his hands and his fangs. But the gun possessed a special kind of pleasure in using just like a well-built sword does. There was an unmistakable feeling of power in using weapons like his gun or his sword, from the loading of the bullets to the kickback as he fires his gun or the feeling of his sword penetrating his enemy’s soft flesh. Enjoyable, addicting and easy for him to use and get used to without any preparation required. As for why he dressed the way he did. The red jacket was from his first and most hated master. The one who defeated him and captured him. He took the jacket as a reminder of who defeated him and who escaped his jaws. The rest because he felt like it. It was as simple as that.

And perhaps that was the point. Abel the foolish not so human priest enjoyed playing the part as a human. More or less. Enjoyed the purity it could promise but doesn’t quite give fully.

“But now I want to know why something that is far from human has human morals, feelings and take on the mask and daily rituals involved with being human? And to be a priest of all things considering what he could have been. Truly, the fool has no proper taste.” Alucard murmured to himself quietly as he folded his hands and set them on his lap waiting and watching for anyone to reenter this clean laboratory. And for one of those rare moments Alucard truly didn’t know what to do with himself. And what would he do with his current situation. He knew if they tried to kill him, he would defend himself and most likely slaughter everyone in the general building for it. Leaving the walls, floors and ceiling well coated with crimson blood. If they choose to let him exist, what would he do with himself then? He had no master to assist in giving him a direction. So than, what would he do?

Would he join the Vatican? Doubtful, he has done his fair share of crusades and dirty work for the Church without as much as a thank you sir. But he would consider sticking around and playing the part until answers are found for the questions that plagued him.
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