§eri@l (Vlad/ Alucard-Hellsing)

the search (24)

Scott closes his eyes to the horror that confronts him. It's a severed female arm with a torn ring finger knuckle. Sprawled in blood is the words:

Find my brother's bride
or find London's streets
bathed in blood...

That was clear enough that Scott knew he had to contact Hellsing Organization and placate the unholy bloodhound that would be knawing on his bones. Well once all of the blood was drained from the Scotland yard detective. His large fingers slide the screen of his phone to find the house number for Hellsing that Lana left him with.

The phone rang five times then a distinguished gentleman's voice answers the phone call. "I am Walter C. Dornez and you have reached the Hellsing Organization..."

"Aah...hi Walter from Hellsing," Scott paused to clear his drying throat. "There has been anther two body dumps and Dr. Draghicescu is missing currently but hopefully still alive..."

"I see Mr. Edwards...that is a problem that Sir Hellsing needs to be brought up to speed on this," Walter smirked. "I will transfer you directly to her. Do remember Sir Hellsing is addressed as such even though a woman."

"What? Oh!" Scott got out the information before he is transferred to Sir Integra's office.

"Mr. Edwards, you need to speak with me? What possibly seems to be the problem with Dr. Liliana Draghicescu?" Sir Integra's voice was cold and devoid of emotion.

Alucard was sitting in his favorite chair with one knee crossed over the other and long white gloved fingers carding through his now hatless head of ebony hair.

"Dr. Draghicescu is missing somewhere in the London underground...'' His voice could be heard shaking. "I don't think she has been captured by Jak...yet."

Alucard let a growl so low and menacing out that Scot let a yelp out over the phone. "Where is Vlada? How do you know that she is alive, you pathetic worm of a human?"

"Find my brother's bride or find London's streets bathed in blood..." Scot relayed the message written in blood.

"Let me get this straight Edwards," Alucard's lips pulled tightly over his teeth and up to reveal a mouth full of nothing but razor sharp teeth clenched in a grimace. "You lost my...our Vlada in the London subway with a pair of serial killers out there that have a large interest in Dr. Lana? You are stupider than I could have imagined..."

"Bloodsucker! I know exactly what is at stake here!" Scot began to raise his voice louder and louder. "My men swept the area twice and still missed Jak or his brother. One body is a dead angel and another was a prostitute with her arm laying on the ground and must have had a wedding ring on it."

Sir Hellsing pinched the bridge of her nose and reached for a cigar," My trump card will be on scene shortly and I must warn you he is not in a very agreeable mood..."

"When is King Blood sucker ever in an agreeable mood except when committing mass murder?" Scot mumbled sarcastically.

Sir Helling let a chuckle out," Perhaps you are a capable detective to work with Alucard..."

"I am aware of who exactly he is and his heritage," Scot sighs tiredly. "Just get here with your unholy bloodhound nose, Vampire King."

Scot pulled a cigarette from the packet and lowered his head to light it. He heard a police officer yelling at someone or something as in the case of Alucard.

"Hey! Miss!" the 'bobby' yelled at a young girl dressed in white with long onyx black hair to her waist.

Ally swayed her hips provocatively as her boots make a clicking sound. She took a spinning turn to show the whole looks of her and her clothing. That is creepy in fact as it's Alucard in his female form of fourteen year old girl with a tommy gun. A soft, eerie laugh haunted the underground subway station. Scott whirled around to see the petite black-haired girl dressed in white can only be one person.