Alucard's Gale°Force (Hellsing/X-men)

Old Pub (25)

Gale entered the pub with a stomp, her trench coat lifting up. The woman had the hood over her head, that was part of her shirt. She didn't even put a little makeup on. Gale placed an elbow on the bar.

"Dark ale please."

"You're not welcome here just so you know, best leave buttercup." The bar keeper was round faced and sweating. His brow was greasy from his sweat.. He wore a grey t-shirt with stains on it.

"Meeting a friend for a drink is all," Gale replied, not even looking at the bartender.

"You're not welcome here, tell your friend you need to meet somewhere more flowery," the bartender sneered.

"Fine, when my date shows up, tell him I'm at Chateau Sanguine..." she said, with a yawn.

The bartender paused "Who's your date? You can't possibly stay at such a place."

"A prince with long black hair and blue eyes. As for Chateau Sanguine, ask Mr. Slender about a woman with the last name of Force."

"Mr. Slender is not one to joke about," the man behind the bar stated.

"Mr. Slender let me know if I need anything, I need to just ask. I have a suite when I want to have some privacy courtesy, of Alucard," Gale smacked her lips.

A dark ale slid across the counter. "It's on the house. Forgive the bartender. It tends to get rough here. Our policy is to make sure women don't get hurt, so most get the hint to leave."

"I'm going to sit at that booth and drink my ale, in peace. My date will show and we will talk for about five minutes. I will then leave, alone and never come back..." Gale pointed with her thumb.

"Understood, you shall be left alone until he arrives," the stranger commented.

It had only been fifteen minutes, when a tall man dressed in a tailored suit and a walking cane, with a dragon head, in silver, entered the pub. His back was to her but she knew by his hair and stance, it was Vlad. Gale glanced around the bar and saw several women staring, at him. She smirked sadly. He would have no problem getting a woman, tonight, for his bed.

Vlad took a glass of wine and scanned the bar. He didn't see Gale among the crowd. The music was something she would dance to normally. He hoped she didn't dress too sexy. A chill rode up his back. He turned to see a person sitting in a semi-dark booth. An empty ale glass sat on the table.

It was Gale but not Gale, as she had been around him, in the past. Vlad saw that she was completely covered but her fingers. A hood even covered Gale's head and her beautiful hair didn't show but wisps here and there, from under the hood. He frowned, not a good sign of any sort, from a woman who walked naked in the rain.

Unholy King turned and another red wine was in his other hand, with the cane under his arm. He sauntered over and stopped. "May I join you draga mea?" he said in a deep and husky voice.

"Of course, you said to meet you here and here I am," Gale said coldly. " Save your sexy voice, for your fangirls, over there."

Vlad handed her the wine. Her hand set it down and watched him, sit on her right side. It was why she picked a booth. He couldn't cover both sides, so she could slip away, from him.

"So you are angry with Alucard but taking it out on me. Why is that?" Vlad voiced with some concern.

"I'm here, to tell you I am no longer interested, in our relationship," Gale stated.

She downed the wine and slid away to leave the booth. The walking cane bumped into the booth wall and blocked her, from getting out on that side.

"You almost died in Munich with me. I think I deserve an answer, before you brush me off so lightly," His blue eyes shone with anger.