Anderson:
She laughed at me, at my pain. I smashed my fists into the ground, crying and roaring to the sky. I didn't give a damn if I got in trouble at this point. I gave her my innocence, and she laughed at me like I was a joke. She got what she wanted, and left without so much as a second glance. I was used. She had lied. I got up and started to walk away, a hand on my shoulder stopped me from leaving entirely.
" Anderson, are you-"
I whipped around, and bore my eyes into his, locking the gaze.
" NO, I'M THE PINNACLE OF NOT O-FUCKING-KAY, ALUCARD! THAT FUCKING BITCH JUST STOLE FROM ME, AND BROKE MY DAMN FAITH AND HEART! I GAVE HER EVERYTHING AND FOR WHAT? A MEMORY I HATE AND-" My voice cracked, my body crashing to the ground to sob. I rarely cry, and one damned woman just made me sob like a child." -And knowing... she used me like that... just stings worse than any bullet...any dagger...any death I could have lived."
" She is an old one, messing with humans is a pass time, as was using them as cheap dollar store toys. I am so sorry, genuinely, that you had been played like this. You deserve far better treatment."
" And what's worse, I would still follow her into battle, and take a bullet for her, because I hate that I love her." I was sobbing and crying and a wracked mess. Alucard helped me to my feet, and handed me a kerchief.
" Dry your eyes, Paladin. She is a monster and you are a human. She lives for violence and torment. Do not give her this sick satisfaction. You are better than this!"
I did as told, and cleaned my tears off my glasses. I noted how Maxwell looked furious, and how Integra was silent, a look of knowing on her face, but no judgment, just silent understanding.
" So, now what?"
" She just escaped, so we have to wait and listen for any massacres for her feeding time."
" Or we can look at the pattern Anderson pointed out. She has to have a weakness, and I believe it is her past. I looked into the name she told us, and found out she was admitted to a mental asylum for the criminally insane. Allison Pennybrooke was a girl of 15 when admitted, 23 when released, and readmitted at 25. She had been sent because she had killed her parents, but out of self defense, and having been starved for days before hand, I think she resorted to cannibalism. She was released at 23, found love, had a little girl, and lost her from a domestic confrontation with the child's father, the father killing the infant with violent force."
" It explains why she is violent like she is, and madder as a hatter. What is her weakness?"
" Children. In the lore, depending on what you read, children are almost always an innocent, and given her history, I think children are a safe bet to get to be complacent. We can use audio of a child or some sort to lure her into a trap of sorts, and then we can keep her imprisoned."
" Or you could ask me for help, mortals."
I whip around to find a man, about my build, but very eerily looking like Alucard with gold eyes and a full beard, the red hair a very familiar sight to us all now. Alucard drew his guns, only to be disarmed, and the guns rendered useless.
" I am here to help capture Caedis. My name is Cerberus, and I am the only person to be able to hold her captive."
" You're the hound who guards Tatarus. Are you the one she tricked into escaping?"
" No, she had broken free and fought me tooth and nail, almost rendering me useless. I had to heal for a couple days, sadly. How much damage had she caused?"
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Pain Is My Love Language
Fanfiction*MINORS DNI/18+**Formerly known as The Rabbit Hole Of Sin* *UNDER HEAVY CONSTRUCTION* Hellsing and Iscariot have been long standing enemies with treaties that are hesitantly standing at their best of times, but what happens when Alexander falls in...
