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Midnight Roses	By : FlameWolf666 Category: Hellsing > Het - Male/Female Views: 7370 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Author's Note: Yep, you guessed it! More small fixes
Chapter Four: Into the Fray
Maxine rode in the front of a huge army transport vehicle, a semi-auto perched in her lap. Her emerald gaze was fixed on the road ahead, highly aware of the men in the back of the vehicle she rode in. Her only consolation was that Seras was there as well. Despite only just meeting the blonde draculina, Max found herself forming a strong connection with the bubbly vampiress. As she focused on the dark, winding road ahead, the female soldier found herself remembering just how Alucard had reacted to the news of her not only coming, but riding point on the mission.
The monstrous nosferatu had gone utterly stiff, his orange goggles hiding his eyes from the group of soliders watching him and Integra closely. Only Max, who had been paying close attention to the vampire's body language, noticed his hands curling into tight fists. Finally the creature's trademark grin reappeared, causing a ripple of relief to go through the crowd of soldiers. All of them except Maxine, who could tell that the creature was extremely pissed by just the way he stood. “As you wish, my master,” he hissed, bowing almost mockingly to the female before him.
Shaking herself free of the memory, the soldier returned her focus to the mission at hand. A huge group of freaks lead by an unknown vampire was attacking a city right on London's borders. She was tasked with going in and getting the leader under the vampire responsible. It was rumored that the fiend had been seen leading the charge into the city and was actively fighting alongside his army. The black clad female knew she would have to use every trick she had in her bag to pull this off. Her emerald eyes glinting a bit gleefully at the thought of a challenge, Max picked up her gun and began to load it. It wouldn't be too long before they reached the besieged city, she had to be ready to jump right into combat.
After what seemed like an eternity of tense, silent driving, the convoy reached the borders of the burning city. Screams and unholy snarls could be heard coming from all directions inside the almost inferno. So many buildings were on fire it had lit up the entire area around them. Maxine stared into the shimmering heat rising from the buildings that were ablaze, a grim look on her pale face. “Oh my god... So many people,” came a stunned female whisper beside her.
Narrowing her emerald eyes at the sight before her, Maxine could only manage a nod in response. Then she turned to look Seras in her blue eyes. The young vampiress looked markedly distraught, bloody tears trailing from her eyes and down her porcelain cheeks. “Seras I'm going to be counting on you in there. Can you do this?” the soldier asked, her emerald eyes glinting with a hard light.
The blue clad, spiky haired blonde looked from Max to the burning ruins of the city before nodding resolutely. “Hell yes! I'll put these horrible things down without mercy,” she responded, standing her huge, bazooka-like weapon on its muzzle on the ground beside her to snap a salute to Max.
“Good,” Max whispered before turning her commanding gaze on the army behind her and shouting, “Listen up! Be ready for a shit ton of ghouls! Maybe even child ghouls! Kill anything and everything in your path, even if it seems to be a civilian! We can't take the chance of any of them being turned!”
Silence greeted her heated orders, all of them looking at her with a mixture of horror and disbelief. “I know this is extremely out of the norm for us, but we just can't afford to take a risk! Who knows how many have been bitten in there?! Now move out! Three groups in a scatter formation!” she hissed, her emerald eyes holding a steely edge as she turned and charged into the doomed city.
Seras blinked a couple times before turning to face the stunned army. “You heard her! Move out! We have to stop this before it gets out of hand,” the fierce blonde screamed, her blue eyes briefly flashing sunset orange as she led a faction of the troops straight into the city. The rest of the army followed close behind, pouring into the streets and shooting everything they came across.
Alucard watched all this from the shadows, a fang filled grin nearly stretching to his earlobes. His shadows swirled around him as he flared his powers, eyes and fanged mouths briefly flashing through the inky darkness behind him. Despite himself, he found the female human absolutely exquisite when she gave the orders. Something dark, deep within his mind, purred in evil satisfaction due to just how ruthless she had sounded. Yet, underneath that, there was a deep sadness; as if something precious had been lost.
His grin fading to a frown as his shadows receded, the monstrous demon disappeared into a shadowy void; bringing him to an odd limbo. In this in-between place, the creature could travel much faster as well as see things without being observed. Focusing on the source of his inner turmoil, Alucard began to follow beside Maxine as she darted between buildings that weren't on fire. As he watched from the shadows, the female put down ghouls, freaks and possible civilians as if they were all the same.
Maxine paused to wipe sweat from her brow before peeking around the corner of the current building she was hiding behind. There, standing several feet down the road, was tall, dark figure. A pair of red eyes suddenly appeared on the shadowy head of the figure as a low chuckle began to permeate the air around him. “Such a fierce warrior you have become, my little one,” a deep, cultured sounding voice boomed from everywhere at once, making the soldier flinch and nearly go to her knees as her hands went up to cover her ears.
“No... it can't be you,” she whispered desperately, all her fighting fire from earlier gone as she curled into a small, huddled ball; squatting just inches above the concrete.
“Ah, but it is me. What will you do now my petite blossom? Will you continue this farce or will you claim your rightful place by my side,” came a silken, lightly accented voice from far too close.
Maxine's eyes flew open, finding herself mere inches from the grinning face of a blonde haired vampire. His crimson eyes roved over her form almost hungrily as he crouched mere inches from her. His long, blonde hair was tied back with a black ribbon and shined in the fire light. “R-raoul, she gasped out, backing as far away from him as the closed off alley would allow.
“Why so scared of me? There was a time where you would have trusted me with your life,” he purred, his smooth voice bringing up inconvenient memories.
“Y-yes but the Raoul I know would have never done this! All these innocent people!” she screamed, heartbreak and utter betrayal edging its way into her voice.
“I... They promised we could be together,” he replied, his voice sounding lost and broken.
Max stared at him, shock evident in her emerald gaze. Then she raised her semi-auto so it was level with his chest. “You're the one who said we couldn't be together in the first place! Some bullshit about me belonging to another! If you just wanted me, why not just ask! I don't belong to anyone! The only person I ever wanted was you, Raoul!” she screamed, tears streaming freely down her pale cheeks.
Memories of her life with him filled her head. Memories of him taking her in as a child. Memories of him teaching her patiently during long nights. Memories of him holding her close when she was afraid or hurt. Memories of him becoming more than just a father to her as the years went on. Memories of the heartbreak it had caused when he had dropped the bombshell of him never being able to make her his. All these sweet memories were now coated in the blood of the countless thousands that had been slaughtered by his army. “You are wrong my dear one. Your soul has been stamped long before you were ever born. But they assured me there was a way to remove the brand. A way for us to finally be together. I just have to do as they say and they will make sure the holder of the brand is erased,” came a ragged, broken hiss, drawing her out of her thoughts.
“Wh-what on Earth are you talking about?! Brand on my soul? Even if there was such a thing and it could be gotten rid of, do you honestly think I could still love you after everything you've done?!” she screamed, her gun shaking in her hands as her tears blurred her vision. Silence stretched between the two, Raoul staring at her with tortured, sunset colored eyes.
“My little one, you shouldn't say such things,” he whispered, his voice meek and broken sounding.
“Stop, just stop with the nicknames. The Raoul I knew and loved is gone! To me, you're just another monster to put down,” she snarled, steadying her gun with an enormous effort. On the inside, it felt like something had reached inside her chest and was squeezing her heart. Tears flowed down her pale face unbidden as she cocked the gun.
A flash of heartbreak and betrayal flashed through Raoul's molten orbs before he simply nodded and spread his arms. His orangeish eyes met her emerald ones steadily, two blood tears slipping down his porcelain cheek. “If you have come to hate me so because of this night, everything I have done was in vain,” he replied quietly, making no move to run as she raised the muzzle of her gun to point at his head.
Swallowing her immense pain, Max began to squeeze the trigger. “I'm sorry,” she whispered, not loud enough for a human to hear but certainly loud enough for Raoul to.
“I am sorry too. It should never have come to this,” he murmured, still holding his arms out with his palms facing her.
Just as she was about to pull the trigger, something seemed to catch the vampire's attention and sheer panic came across his face. “Max! Watch out!” he yelled, beginning to sprint towards her. Max slowly turned her head to see a ghoul looming right behind her. The creature appeared to have once been female, a dead, not awake expression on her gray face. To her horror, the thing opened its mouth to reveal viciously sharp teeth.
In the span of a split second, Max felt four slashes of burning pain bloom in her arm and she jumped back from the thing. The creature shuddered, raising four, blood covered claws to its face and extending a vile, dead looking tongue to lick her blood from them. Then Raoul was there, his arm through the unfortunate woman as she stared at him dumbly. Then the thing exploded into dust, slowly raining down on the already grimy and ash covered concrete.
Gripping her bleeding upper arm, Max found herself unable to raise her gun. The thing had cut rather deeply and every time she tried to raised her arm more than a few centimeters a jolt of pain would lance through her whole body. So when Raoul turned to face her, she panicked and began to back away. Neither of them noticed the swirling of shadows forming behind the advancing nosferatu. “Max, let me look at that,” Raoul whispered gently, moving slowly towards her with his hands held out to his sides.
“Stay back!” she snarled, trying to ignore the feeling of her blood running over her fingers. She was almost afraid to look and see how bad it was. From how much fluid she felt pouring over the hand clutching the wound, she must be bleeding quite badly.
“I have to stop the bleeding, otherwise you'll attract every ghoul in the city,” he reasoned, continuing to move towards her slowly. Behind him, a long, red clad arm slowly emerged from a swirling black portal. The white gloved hand at the end of the appendage held out an ivory colored gun that was pointed at Raoul's back.
Max, still too focused on Raoul to notice what was going on behind him, glowered at the approaching creature. “I don't want help from you,” she snarled heatedly, backing away until her back hit the cool brick of one of the buildings creating the alley. Neither of them noticed the darkening of the area around them or the fact that faint demonic voices could be heard whispering from the very air around him.
Alucard slowly pulled himself from the shadows, a not too sane grin on his pale face as his hair swirled around him. His normally shoulder length hair had grown to reach his butt and all his teeth had changed into vicious fangs. His shadows swirled behind him, occasionally engulfing him as his body flickered in and out of existence. The dark creature's powers fluctuated wildly as his nostrils flared, taking in the scent of Maxine's blood. In a puff of smoke, his goggles disappeared to reveal a pair of glowing, crimson eyes.
Maxine pressed into the wall as hard as she could, keeping her hand clamped tightly over her bleeding wounds. Raoul kept approaching slowly, his arms held out to his sides with his palms open and a worried look on his face. “If you lose much more blood, you may lose consciousness,” he whispered softly.
“Fuck you! If you hadn't attacked this city I wouldn't have been hurt in the first place!” she spat bitterly, locks of her black hair that had come free of her ponytail hanging in her face.
“Max...” the vampire whispered, a miserable look on his face just seconds before a loud gunshot rang through the darkened alley.
Blinking a few times and suddenly finding herself coated in blood, Max's gaze traveled from Raoul's shocked looking face to the gaping hole in his chest. The blonde vampire raised a shaking, pale hand to the huge, bleeding wound, touching the pulsing muscle inside briefly. A low chuckle left his lips as he began to lick his own blood off his fingers, slowly turning to face his attacker. “It has been a long time Vlad,” he whispered, his voice becoming low and growly as the wound closed.
Max's emerald gaze went behind her former caretaker just in time to see Alucard release his powers. Shadows engulfed the huge creature, leaving only a pair of red, glowing dots and his gleaming fangs that were curled into a monstrous grin. A huge, red eye appeared in the middle of the swirling mass of darkness and shadowy tentacles began to slither along the floor towards the other vampire. “I have not heard that name in centuries,” came a demonic voice from everywhere. Raoul only grinned wider, his sunset eyes slowly changing to crimson as his own teeth turned to fangs.
“Ah yes, I forgot you choose to call yourself Alucard now. No matter, in the end you'll wind up as the same pile of dead meat regardless,” the blonde monster snarled, his own shadows beginning to flare behind him.
The mass of shadows in front of him swirled as eyes and fanged mouths floated through the inky blackness. A large, monstrous looking dog head with red eyes dotted all over its face emerged from where Alucard's stomach would be if he still had a corporal form. “You're one of the Ancient Ones, aren't you?” Alucard hissed, his voice full of evil amusement. Raoul only chuckled insanely, red eyes appearing all over his face as his mouth began to yawn open.
As Max watched, the vampire she had considered her father, brother and even a prospective lover sprouted vicious fangs in his monstrously elongated jaw. Starting to feel a bit weak and dizzy, the stunned soldier slowly slid to her knees and watched as Alucard's shadows rushed forward to engulf Raoul. Then, like some unholy bat, the shadowy blob took to the sky; landing on a roof just above her head. “Shit,” she hissed, releasing her bleeding, useless arm to fumble for her walkie.
Her blood coated fingers scrabbled over the strap that held the device to her hip for several moments before she pried it loose. Above her, unholy roars and screeches could be heard, making her shudder helplessly in fear. In all her years of encountering vampires, she had never seen two ancients fighting. It was a truly terrifying experience and she was glad she wasn't witnessing it. She was fairly sure she would have gone mad or started screaming, simply unable to stop.
Desperately trying to keep conscious, Maxine fumbled with the walkie before pressing the button. “Mayday! Mayday! *Situation Zero! I'm down and *Subject X is engaged in battle with aggressor,” she gasped over the staticy line. Silence greeted her from the other end, giving her an ominous feeling. Was the aura of the two unholy creatures above her causing interference? It was then that she realized things had gone oddly quiet up there.
Looking up with fear filled emerald eyes, the injured female glanced up at the roof from her position on the ground. She let go of the walkie to reapply pressure to her still gushing wound, watching the edge of the roof she could see anxiously. Starting to feel a bit cold and noticing the edges of her vision were getting dim, Max began to feel fear starting to creep up on her. If she didn't get medical help soon, she would probably loose consciousness and die. “Fine way to die, incapacitated in an alley while two vampires fight to the death over my head,” she grumbled to herself, leaning her head against the cool brick and briefly shutting her eyes.
Feeling something wet moving across her injured arm, Max's eyes slowly fluttered open. How long had she been out? What happened to Alucard and Raoul? More importantly, what exactly was happening to her arm? Feeling weak and tired, the incapacitated female slowly turned her head to see Alucard crouched over her arm. Her sleeve had been ripped off and his unnaturally long tongue slowly laved over her no longer bleeding wounds. In fact it almost looked as if the creature was healing her with his saliva.
Making a weak noise, the injured soldier tried to tug her arm free of the nosferatu. He had to have just wanted her blood, there was no way her original assumption was correct. As she tried to pull away, the dark creature's grip tightened and he gave a low growl. As he continued to lap at her now disappearing wounds, Max found herself quickly loosing the battle to stay conscious. As she lost the battle, she felt herself being picked up almost gently; his tongue still sweeping over her bicep. Then she knew no more.

*Situation Zero: Two Ancient Vampires Battling.
*Subject X: Alucard
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