The Vampire King's Princess

Chapter 11: The Museum Part II

I looked at Anderson with wide eyes, he hasn't aged since I saw him in American when I was 10. I had first met him a few months before my parents were murdered, he taught me every prayer and helped me study the bible until he had to go back to Ireland. I thought of him as an uncle, a brother someone I could talk to for hours and never get bored of. I was snapped out of my thoughts when Anderson thrusted one of his Bayonets into the stone floor.

"Ask of me and I shall give thee the heathen for thine inheritance and the uttermost parts of the earth for thy possession. Thou shalt break them with a rod of iron. Thou shalt dash then in pieces like a potter's vessel." Anderson kept reciting as he walked towards us, bayonets in hand. "Be wise now therefore. O ye kings: be instructed, ye judges of the earth. Serve the Lord with fear and rejoice with trembling. Kiss the Son, least he be angry, and ye perish from the way when his wrath is kindled but a little." Enrico stood in Anderson's way, both arms out, trying to stop him.

"Don't! Stop it, Anderson!" Enrico yelled, but Anderson moved passed him.

"Blessed are they that put their trust in him." Anderson stopped reciting and spoke his own words. "One swing of my sword and it'll all be over." Alucard then started walking, gently placing me behind Walter, and met Anderson halfway. "If we ignored an enemy standing right before our eyes, we wouldn't be Iscariot of the Vatican." Alucard took his glasses off, his pupils dilating and his psycho smile appearing on his face, as well as his hat coming off and his neck, black, long hair swaying.

"Hahaha! Neither of us can back down in front of an enemy. Come on then, Judas Priest." Alucard spoke, I stood on the opposite side of Walter, but he still shielded me.

"You wont be so lucky this time, Vampire." Anderson said.

"No! Stop it, Anderson!" Enrico yelled, once again and once again, Anderson ignored him.

"Enough!" I yelled, everyone looked my way, except Alucard. When Anderson met my eyes, he lowered his bayonets, his eyes in shock.

"Viola Elizabeth Victoria Meyes," Anderson looked down at me, "I don't believe my eyes. I thought you were killed, along with your parents." I shook my head, as I stood beside Alucard, placing my hand on his wrist, gently pushing it down.

"No, I survived, Father. I was then taken in by Uncle Max, then at the age of 13, I became the youngest vampire hunter in history." I then looked at him, my eyes narrowed at him. "I'm disappointed in you, Father Alex. You took an oath, as a priest and a hunter, to never fight in a place full of innocents. The same oath as eye, you promised my mother and father that you'd never let anything bad happen to me and you were about to break that promise."

"Anderson! Do not let that protestant bitch talk down to you!" Enrico yelled, Anderson turned around and back handed Enrico.

"Watch your tongue in front of the chosen angel of God! You will respect her!" Anderson yelled, Enrico, Walter and Integra looked at him with shocked expressions.

"God would not forgive you if you were to continue this fight with his innocent children around. My parents wouldn't forgive you, Alex." I walked towards him, looking him in the eyes and spoke. "By the order of God, I order you to leave at once! Return to the Vatican and tell him he has no right to interfere with the bidding of Hellsing Organization."

"Let's go, she's right, this is the time nor the place." Enrico turned on his heel. "Say your goodbyes, Anderson, then go back to Ireland."

"I hope you will forgive me, Viola. I was not thinking." Anderson took my hand and kissed the back of it, Alucard growling at him. "You've grown into quite the strong-willed and fearless young woman your mother knew you'd become." I nodded at his words. "Did you hear about your uncle?"

"Yes, I'm heading back to New York tonight, for his funeral tomorrow and tying up any loose ends he had." I told him, he nodded and looked at Alucard.

"Hurt or break her heart, vampire, and I'll cut off your head again and make sure you never come back." Anderson placed a gentle hand on my head and smiled down at me. "Abbi cura di te, Angel."

"E tu, Padre Alexander Anderson." I watched as he walked away, I then felt Alucard wrap his arms around me and pull me towards his chest, I looked up at him, his face upside down.

"What was that all about, Snowflake?" He asked, his wicked smile still on his face, I smirked.

"Wouldn't you like to know." I giggled at his annoyed expression and gently pecked his lips. "I'll tell you when I get back, I promise."