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Bloodlines of Lust (damonlied and Lyndzi)

Alan smiled and nodded "ya.. zander is out hunting at the moment" he said and sighed as he took a sip of his tea

Zander laughed a little and grabbed the hunters arm, starting bu snapping a finger and ripping off the nail. he smiled and laughed as he went down finger to finger and eventually getting to the mouth, he pulled out the pliars from his coat and gripped them onto the left fang "now tell me" he said as he started to girn the fang with a pulling moation
 
The hunter kept in his cries, but his face contorted ever so slightly with the intense pain. At the fang pulling, his eyes widened. "....what the hell have we done to piss someone like you off? why are you after us? why arent you after the other abominations, like that family of Vampire nobels, huh? They do nothing but enslave, capture, and kill people every year!" he tried to say around the pliers... he was trying to distract the man a bit, redirecting attention from pulling his fang out. Unlike Vampires, where losing a fang would kill over time, a Hunter can feed without fangs as well, so its less needed for them, though in turn it hurts worse then surgery without anesthema....
 
he smiled and laughed a little "because i am part vampire.. my mother and father were slaves to the vampire missy... she let them free 20 years ago when i was conceved" he grinned as his eyes glowed a little "and how could i forget... i am part hunter, part vampire, part human" he said as the amulet fell out and dangled infront of the hunter "now, tell me where, and i will end it fast for you tell me there blind spot, and i will leave you alive... for now.. unless i see you there when i go and wipe them all out.. but honestly.. you should tell me and go home to your wife" he said tapping the ring on the hunters finget. he wasnt a complete killer
 
The hunters face, that had been flushed with pain and struggle, blanched completely. "Emily.... Fuck...." he leaned his head back, complete defeat on his face. " Please forgive me brothers..... " he said before giving the block it was on and the blind point for the first entrance. He lay there panting a bit, but you could tell he was not scared for himself, but for his family...
 
Zander nodded and pulled the swords out, after quickly resetting the bones in the fingers. he wiped the blades off and slid his tools away, he took off a wrist guard and made a small cut, it was bleeding pretty bad. he held it out "here.. drink and let yourself heal.. then go home to your family... i will make sure they dont know it was you.. i have a family to protect to..." he said and waited for the man to feed
 
The hunter gave a small sigh and bowed once before drinking only enough to get him healed. "...Thank you... for sparing my family. But why are you doing this to begin with?" he asked, the rest of his question hanging in the air... ' Arent you on our side against the vampires?'
 
he smiled and shook his head as he looked to the sky "my father was the one who destroyed the old base single handed.. if it wasnt for my parents vampire master taking them in.. i wouldent be here.. i was at a vampire bar and walked out because i met my parents old master... they arnt as bad as you would think" he said as he put his wrist guard back on "in a way.. i am alone, but at the same time... i have ties with the vampires.. this town is far to unballanced.. hunters are killing way to many vampires.. and rouge vampires are killing to many also.. i am just evening things out" he said as he stood up and offered a hand up "and i never wanted to kill you.. i knew you had a family.. no women, no children, no fathers.. even i have a code i fallow"
 
He took the hand up and stood, dusting himself off a bit "Well i respect that.... ill leave at first light from my house... to be honest, i only hunt to protect my family... i hate the politics of it all..." he said as he gave the man a handhshake quickly and gave a wave as he walked away, heading home... Emily would be happy for this...
 
Zander got up and took off, he went to missys to look around like he was asked. he ended up at her door, he gave a quick knock and looked around.. he couldent see anything at first glance but he wanted to be sure. acording to the info he was given, the opening was tomorrow night, when the hunters were out taking care of wolf attacks
 
Dar answered the door, offering him in, since he knew he was there safely... Missy was pacing the library, her soft footsteps audible from the hall. "May i ask what you are wishing to do for this visit?" Dar asked nicely, wondering why exactly he was there besides the fact that he was asked to patrol...
 
Zader stepped in and closed the door "i came with news.. i am attacking tomorrow.. i was given information on a week spot in there entrence tomorrow when the hunters are out taking care of the wolves.. i was asked to look around here and if i am just looking, i wont find.. i need to lay low here till they come out again" he said as he let his guard down
 
He gave a nod "Sounds like a sound plan.... I can show you to your accomodations, if youd like..." He asked, waving a hand to the stair case. The footsteps in the library were getting faster a little, as if the pacer was getting frustrated or frantic...
 
Zander shook his head "no.. may i see missy? i wish to talk to her for a moment" he said as he slid his coat off. the armor vest looked like a flak jacket with a neck and shoulder guards, lined with black metal plates, he slung the coat over his shoulder
 
A small flicker of sadness went over his face as it stayed blank. "..Im afraid now wouldnt be the greatest time..." he said quietly, bowing his head a little... The home was almost bare of furnishings, except the bedrooms, and the few sofas in the library... a cold draft also blew through the home... the coldness that only one thing produced in a warm home... death
 
he froze up when he realized "w.. when did it happen dar?" he asked as he dropped the coat and took the swords off, he put the guns on the table and removed his belt. took a small blade from his pants and opened it, then flipped it closed. he took off the armor and reviled a skin tight black shirt, he took the shirt off, the lighting in the room made one thing clear, he was different, his body was tattooed in blood it seemed, there were ancient vampire markings on him. "there were vampires much older then Alucard still alive.. man of them i have killed the hunters that were seeking them.. so they have granted me some favor" he said as he stretched "i will try to bring him back" he said as he walked do the door with the pacing "missy? i need to talk to you" he said, there was a marking of a double crest moon on his upper back, it seemed to be moving under his skin, like a star chart almost
 
Missy didnt look up from the makeshift bed, as she knelt next to it, her head down. On the bed lay her father, ice cold. She barely breathed, one wrist slit to feed him, the remnants of the attempt still around his mouth. Shed been trying to save him the whole time... Dar stared at his markings as he followed, standing by the door.
 
Zander walked in and up to missy, he felt how cold she was but he knew she would survive. he smiled at her "please let me try missy" he said as he mover her wrist and pulled a blade from his belt, it was a ceremonial vampire blade, he carved an healing mark into the back of his hand, it healed to a scar in moments and he cut his wrist and moved it over Alucard's mouth, his blood dripping down. he closed his eyes as he lowered his wrist to Alucard's lips

"Ich leg` dir die Karten. Les` dir aus der Hand. Lass das Pendel über dir Kreisen was wird dich danach erwarten. Stehst du mit dem Rücken zur Wand oder erhältst du den Stein der Weisen? Ich zeig` dir die Zukunft. Wende das Blatt. Tod oder Leben. Pech oder Glück. Gewinner im Spiel oder Schachmatt. Wenn du es erfährst führt kein Weg mehr zurück. Freid oder Leid. Ich geb dir die Chance: geh oder bleib in meiner Séance. Descendo in corpus diaboli sanguinei. Experior portus sum imperium diaboli."
(I read your cards. I read your palms. I'll let the pendulum circle over you to see what's waiting for you. Are you standing with your back to the wall, or are you recieving the stone of the wise? I show you the future. The page is turned. Death, or life. Unlucky, or lucky. Win in the game, or checkmate. When you learn to lead, there is no way back. Peace or sorrow. I give you the chance: go or stay in my séance. I penetrate into the bloodthirsty corpse of the devil. I try it and become the commander of the Devil.)

he spoke with his eyes closed, the marking on the back of his neck, the cresent moons, lined up and what looked to be a black blood flowed through it, through his veins and into Alucard's mouth. the black blood of the immortals of the other lands, the blood of those who made Alucard. the blood of the night mother.

the room started to full with a haze as a well known smell filled the room, one of fresh death, it was different however.. it filled there heads with images of a life not of there own, it was the lives of Alucard and the night mother.. the two original vampires, the story of an immortal, and the man she fell in love with. the seperation of the two, and the night mothers life after, up untill here meeting zander, that was the point where the haze lifted, returning back into the body's of alucard and Zander, there seemed to be a bright flask of light abd when it as gone, and the flask blindness lifted, zander was left lieing on the floor, his blood almost drained, but there was still an odd amound. he looked at missy

"i.. i tryed.. d.. did.. it work?" he asked as he lay there, his wound already scared over as he closed his eyes, he pushed himself to far that time
 
She stared at the man and her father as the silent tears continued to fall. A thin voice came from everywhere it seemed, though it was obviously Alucards voice.
"I thank you for the choice, and the chance to live again... But my time is far passed. I love you my daughter, and ill wait for your time on the other side. Goodbye..."
The voice trailed off, a great presence leaving the room as the coolness settled again. She stared, her eyes seemingly unseeing of the world around her as she sat perfectly still, cold and motionless asa statue in her grief.
 
Zander even in his weakened state managed to crawl his way over to crawl his way over to missy and gently rub her hand "m... missy... please dont.. dont worry.. i.. i will st..stay with you.. i will h..help you" he said weekly as he passed out, the crescent moons on his back moved from there overlapping state. the black blood in his returned to the markings and he seemed to be asleep now, sleeping at missys feet. like his father did 20 years ago
 
She stared, shifting her gaze from out there to him, her movements slow as if a statue were moving of its own accord, and lay a frigid hand on his head. She didnt know what to do; she was now the leader of the Vampires of the area, but she had no idea how to rule them... her brother would want the position as well, but she knew him to not be as just as she was... he would fight her for the throne, and she wouldnt be able to fight back for long, especially if he chose to fight for it soon. She closed her eyes, cold and still as her statued self, letting her mind wander to the places she forbade it to wander before.
 
Zander, laying under her his eyes opened slightly. a cold steam came from his mouth as he spoke "missy... i.. i will protect you.. you..protected... my family.... and.. i.. i am here because of you" he said weekly, laying there, his hand shifted and took hers, his thoughts were going crazy, a deep pain going through his body, he needed rest badly
 
She sighed. "rest. you need to. wake me when you wake. we shall talk more of it then. i need to rest." she said still statuesque.... she gripped his hand gently with her frigid hand
 
he nodded, still lying there on the floor, he passed out and his body went limp. visions in his head, visions of immortals, visions of the past, and visions of what is to come. one thing stick in his head, a prayer. it repeated in his head his body breaking into a cold sweat. in his dream, he saw missy's father when he was young, his turning. the life draining from his body, the new life of the night mother. the new life flowing into the body as if it was a light of pure darkness, the light of the dead, but at the same time one of hope. the sight of a young vampire, feeding on the night mothers wrist, and from there, the sight of missy at her fathers side, and her father saying one thing to her, that prayer. a family prayer if he had to guess. he shot up. and coughed. several hours have past now, but it felt like it was only a few moments, he looked around the room to see where he was, wondering what happened. he couldn't remember anything, not other than going over to missy's. then blank
 
She flinched slightly, woken by his quick movements. "you saw something. what did you see, child?" she asked, getting straight to the point. She knew, yet didnt know... she put a hand on his back, quelling his coughing fit, easing his breathing for him.
 
he looked at her his eyes wild, he looked to the window and wondered what time it was he tryed to speak, but he had the feeling that something was coming, hunters "there's a hunter coming..."he said as he got up, it was almost as if he could see the hunters colour, the emotion and intend that was coming towards them" he got up and grabed his coat, and guns, he loaded and held the guns infront of himself, taking a deep breath

"And Shepherds we shall be For thee, my Lord, for thee.Power hath descended forth from Thy hand Our feet may swiftly carry out Thy commands. So we shall flow a river forth to Thee And teeming with souls shall it ever be.
In Nomeni Patri Et Fili Spiritus Sancti."

he whispered as he watched out the window "i dont know how.. or whats happening to me.. but.." he was at a loss for words at this point he seemed lost, yet found
 
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