The Deal Of A Lifetime

The night was quiet; eerie. The air was humid and condensed on the windows of the cars along the darken streets of downtown. The streetlamps that already provided little to no light, flickered every now and then, adding to the ghostly vibe of the night. It was a normal Thursday night...or so every single human asleep thought so.

He stood on the roof of a common house and sensed several souls asleep inside but nothing that really grabbed his attention. He was tired of the routine, of the usual snatch and kill. He wanted a thrill, so much so, he needed it. She had once been the thrill in his life, but it had been eons since her. Yes...her, his Elizabeth. He continued to roll his thoughts around his head, sinking his claws into the wooden bean he stood upon while bathing in the moonlight of the full moon. Ah, the moon...He once longed for a relationship like the one the moon and the sun had; you see he dies every day so that she can breathe every night. And he had had that with his Elizabeth, but when his moon went out one night, she did not return to his arms...not alive anyway. Fate was a cruel unforgiving mistress, and for a creature as old as him, death was not an abstract concept. He had lost loved ones before to the hands of fate. But it certainly did not get any less painful to deal with or to watch.

He had been cursed since birth. His mother, Alicia, had been a humble servant when she had caught the eye of a mysterious lord, his father, Allucard. She fell in love at first sight, truly and deeply, and decided to elope with him. Without knowing, without caring. All she saw was a man who loved her and had promised her the world.

When she came to know it was too late, her heart was his just as he was hers. He was an ancient type of creature, a hybrid of some kind. His father had no parents growing up and thus the nature of his affliction was a mystery to him all his life, with no real explanation he simply carried on.

Alucard had a difficult life growing up, he had been alone ever since he was a child, left to fend for himself every second of his life, always keeping a wall between himself and the world. Until he met her, his Alicia. Alistair had a nice childhood. His mother taught him about the world around him and his father about his nature as a creature of the shadows. His father often reminded Alistair that just because not everyone in the world would accept them for what they were that didn't mean that there weren't people that would. Alistair was taught to value life and reign in his instincts, he wasn't made into a killing machine but once again Fate had had other plans for him. He returned one night to find his parents butchered, his father holding on to his mother and barely onto life, he could've ended the life of their attackers, but they had taken her and thus taken his will to live. Alistair had buried them and held on to sanity for as long as he could until he met his Elizabeth. But you all know that tale...

However, that had all been a long, long time ago. That was before he had allowed the darkness to really take a hold of him entirely. To sink its hooks deep into his soul and stain his very essence with that of which truly wandered the night. His father had always reminded him that even though they were half-beast, they didn't have to give in entirely to that side of themselves, but he wasn't here anymore and the years in isolation hadn't been kind to him. There was no going back now, his fate had been sealed. "Oh well," he thought smirking, still looking up at the moon. "Conceal don't feel, my moon" He leaped off the roof and landed on the yard of a house a couple of blocks south. He prowled on all fours, cocking his head to the side, there was something interesting here. His senses told him so. He shifted his mismatched green eyes upwards and stood deathly still. There on the second-floor window were some equally as mismatched eyes staring right back at him. She stared at him, in defiance and not fear and that intrigued him. That had always intrigued him. No human had looked at him like that before, no one, but her...But she was gone, out of his reach and into death's eternal embrace. However, there was this little one, fiercely staring him down as if to pierce the mere glass separating them. He cocked his head to the side again, and she lifted her chin upwards in defiance.