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Alucard sat Angelica down then looked at the Fae King's scar on her ring finger. His temper began to rise from her disobeying him. She should get a good rebuff from him. Angelica would 'buckle' and ask to return to his quarters.

A low growl left his throat and he yanked the sedan door open. "Get in and start heading back to Hellsing, Miss Black."

"What? We are not portalling back after all of this?" Angel asked, utterly confused, since all that just occurred.

She was mentally and physically exhausted. The scar on her finger was healed, newly pink flesh but it still hurt as if it had only been burned a moment ago.

"You just needed to meet the king and drive Hellsing property," Alucard coldly looked down, at Angelica as she sat in the driver's side. "You will return the property, in one piece as you left in it."

"Why are you so angry at me? I thought I did pretty good considering..."

"You refused to listen to me and fucked yourself over, " Alucard growled. "Nothing has changed, except now you are the property, of that tinkerbell. You just managed not to be taken, currently. "

Angelica closed her eyes.

Just when she had forgotten for a moment, how cruel the First Vampire could be, he rose to a new level. She refused to cry in front of him. Her left hand began to yank on the ring he placed on her hand. It wouldn't slide over the knuckle as she twisted and tugged on it.

"What are you doing, child?" Alucard flexed his lower jaw and dropped his fangs completely. "It's not coming off as your finger is swollen, such an idiot..."

That's when a sickening, cracking sound reached his ears and Angelica cried out in pain. His eyes saw that the young woman has pulled so hard that she tore the knuckle open and then broke it. The finger bent at a funny angle but she still raised a .50 caliber Desert Eagle and unloaded the blessed silver rounds into his head. With a squeal of tires and cursing, the former SPARK employee on loan, was speeding away to Hellsing.

Alucard simply reformed as if he had never been shot. He spotted among the spent shell casings, was the ring he had placed, on the now twisted broken finger. In the process of shooting him, Angelica had tossed the ring out of the car. He had to admit, this woman had a temper and knew how to make a statement about her displeasure.

He was equally displeased and so he was not in his usual humor.

The Fae King was immortal and a different beast to deal with. If she had listened, this situation would have not gotten to this state, in which the Oberon had a claim to Angelica. The final kick to the nuts, was King Oberon could restore her youth and make her immortal, once she was in the fae mound.

The Vampire King could not and it pissed him off to no end. And that's why the Fae King did it too.

Alucard decided to start the debriefing before Miss Black could get to Hellsing by driving. The Unholy King phased into his Master's study and sat down in his usual spot. He waited for his master to speak.

"Report servant, even though I told you not to go...."

"The meeting was a complete failure. Not only did the Fae King not help with the mirrors but Miss Black has managed to get marked by him. He has placed a claim on her and the day she dies, even from old age, he can claim her. He will restore her youth and make her immortal, then take her into the fairy mound, to leave this world..."

"You stood by and did nothing? You need to elaborate Alucard..."

"I did place a ring from the Order of the Dragon, my son's ring so Oberon scarred her left ring finger with a Celtic symbol so not one ring will be able to be placed on that finger," Alucard sighed with heavy eyelids.

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