Alucard found himself back in the hazy darkness he was very used to.

His mind mumbled over, trying to remember where he was.

Looking through, he caught a glimpse of if eternal lounge, his basement in Hellsing Organisation.

His legs crossed, hands on his lap and cup of wine by his side.

Was he back? Could everything have been just a dream? He remembered sucking that woman's blood like a thirsty vagrant in the desert.

Her blood quality was above anything he had in hundreds of years. Yet, it couldn't be compared to hers.

Believing that he was indeed back from that delusional dream, he tried to sip his wine, only to realise that he couldn't move his hands.

'Huh?'

Realisations came crashing like dominoes, he couldn't move his body, he couldn't feel anything, only see. Even his omnipresence wasn't present.

The foreign feeling of not being able to 'see' everything around him felt so weird. He was dreaming, but it was a very realistic dream.

What he didn't know was that behind him, a phantom figure saw everything.

*CLICK*

His gaze turned to the front, where the doorknob twisted slowly indicating the imminent entrance of a visitor.

The door opened slightly and a beautiful blonde woman he was very used to showed her head slightly through the gap, despite her death hundreds of years ago.

Her red eyes shone in the dark as she flashed him a smile, but he knew that smile very well, it was an aggrieved smile, a smile of relief in seeing him.

She walked in and stood in front of the door, not getting closer before she fell on one knee.

"I'm back Master, I came to visit you." She said lightly, joy clear as the day in her voice despite her obvious frustration and troubles.

In front of him stood the light of the United Kingdom and the world, Seras Victoria, the Hero.

Turns out that five hundred years after eliminating the major. The communists and the nazi hadn't given up. Truly a group of roaches.

But it wasn't his responsibility to deal with them, that role had been passed unto his disciple, his Seras.

A very futuristic and thin suit encased her body together with a back-length robe with golden decorations and blue tonalities, but there was something out of place. To the right of her slender abdomen, a bloody hole the size of a head was where her ribs and organs should have been.

He could 'see' how her flesh visibly regenerated at a high speed, only to get burned by some unknown liquid the next moment. Despite all that his disciple was on her knee, flashing him a smile as if this was the most normal thing in the world, she truly learnt well from him.

"Seras, my Draculine. How have you been? it's been a few months since you last visited the old me." He said lightly, his face was still as handsome as a thousand years ago, contradicting his grandpa's way of talking.

Seras' smile faltered the moment he spoke, "Master, it has actually been two hundred years..."

That was the first time it happened...

"Ah, I see, you're right Seras, it must be the monotony of my life." He smiled and countered.

Seras smiled happily upon hearing his voice. "I'm sorry that I couldn't come sooner, Master... I- I Well... Let's just say that I'm still alive. Can I- can I approach you?" Her voice stuttered, but the longing was clear as the day.

Alucard just nodded, not impeding her the right, her veneration and respect for him reached such a level that most of the time she asked permission to do the smallest things.

After hundreds of years of fighting and consuming other vampires, a new generation of vampires. She reached a level that would be considered unparalleled in the modern world.

She was no doubt, the strongest vampire.

But that was only because they didn't know, not only they didn't know this 'creature' still existed but they also hadn't seen what she saw that day.

When he released his seal. That was true and unmatched power, unstoppable.

The only ticket in existence to stop him, Schrodinger, was already used. And not only that, but it also made him stronger. Her Master was unkillable. His immortality dwarfing hers, the wound she had on herself, he could easily get rid of were it to be on his body instead, yet she couldn't find the cure.

She approached him and knelt slowly between his legs, the way she always used to.

Alucard chuckled and rubbed her messy hair that was held in a long ponytail. Even though she looked more feminine now, she still liked ponytails.

"What is that, Seras?" He asked with furrowed brows, the sight of a wound of that scale in his disciple's body worrying him slightly.

"T-This, it's just a new weapon the Novy Soviets devised against me master. It poisons the vampire's flesh, preventing his regeneration. That was really a close call... The battles will get harder from now on." She said with a deviated smile, but the worry was apparent in her expression, yet she didn't want to concern him too much with her troubles.

Alucard sighed and lifted her face by the chin slowly and their eyes locked.

Within seconds, tears stained her face and they flowed crazily after. He knew it, she was suppressing it.

"Girl, what happened?"

Seras hugged his hand to her face and continued crying her heart out for a few minutes, "He died trying to save me, Master!" She wailed and those words told him everything he needed to know.

He hadn't been with her out there in the field, he hadn't spent the last hundreds of years with her, but he knew.

She lost someone important... That was his very same expression, thousands of years ago, and hundreds of years ago when Integra passed away.

His disciple was now walking his path, living what he lived.

For the next hours, the girl, no, mature woman, continued crying on his legs, as if trying to desperately get some relief after a hundred years of pain.

It had been a hundred years of losses, of fights, of heartbreaks.

She had married many times in hundreds of years, but her partners always died one way or another. Some of the old age, some in fights, terrorist attacks, some of them because they were related to her.

She was fed up, but she knew it was her fault, as her master always told her. To never fall in love, especially with a human, but those things she couldn't control, moreover she had always been in love with someone, but that was a love that couldn't be, he was her beloved master...

After she calmed down, she looked up to see his face glancing at her with a smile like always. No matter how much darkness shrouded this place or even the world. This smile was always for her, she could always return here and enjoy it, no matter how much she wanted to take him away with her, he wouldn't budge.

He would always be here, awaiting her to come back and comfort her heartbreak.

Her red eyes shone for a few minutes and without asking for permission she crawled up and sat on his lap, her red eyes locked on his stainless neck.

She had always denied herself from drinking his blood, the rule of 'the stronger the tastier' was firm in her mind. She always held back from having his blood, but now... She was tired, she needed it.

Within her lived hundreds of thousands of souls, from which she could only summon fifty at a time. For someone like him, with that much power, how would his blood taste?

She straddled him as her pointy jaw made an apparition.

"Seras, why?" He asked, remembering how she promised herself to never consume from him.

"I need it, Master, can I?" Her red eyes shone with longing. She needed a drug to forget, to relax.

Alucard sighed and his response was to move his shirt aside, exposing his neck.

It didn't even take a second for Seras to dig her teeth deeply inside, breaking a few bones and chewing a big chunk in the process.

From then on, she wouldn't be able to stop or drink someone else's blood again.

Dwarfing their relationship as Master and disciple, until it slowly sank into the taboo realm.

Minutes, hours, days. Alucard saw from his very unique perspective, how Seras kept sucking and sucking his blood, he still remembered that day as clear as the water, but reviving it like this was also nice.

The weirdest occurrence about this 'dream' is that he wasn't only recollecting everything that happened that day from his own point of view but also, Seras'!

After Seras' thirst was finally sated, she separated her bloody mouth from his neck.

*GASP!*

The taste of millions of souls, the ambrosia of the gods invaded every nook and cranny of her body as she rested her body on his, sweat starting to wet her uniform due to the heat, it felt like magma was invading her body.

"It's delicious, too delicious..." were the first words that escaped her mouth.

Alucard closed his eyes and let her do what she wanted, not many through the ages had the privilege of drinking his blood. And for those who did, he knew the result.

It didn't take long for him to sense Seras' breath right in front of his face, prompting him to open his pink eyes and meet hers', she was trying to kiss him.

He turned his head to the side and she failed miserably, receiving a knock on her head.

"Auch! Master! Is that how you treat a wounded lady!?" She exclaimed comically, trying to ignore the fact that she almost kissed her master, she then felt a burning sensation to the side and looked down, to her shock, she was still wounded but the regeneration speed was now working at a ridiculous pace even compared to before, the poison was losing the strife.

"Don't get ahead of yourself Seras." Alucard said with a cold voice and stood up, with Seras falling comically and sliding away from his lap.

His towering figure made her blush, and she averted her gaze hurriedly, 'W-What's happening, it's not the first time I see him!'

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Alucard walked to the exit with a serious expression slowly as his figure morphed, transforming into a teenage girl in a White Tuxedo and a white Russian hat.

He smiled wickedly and gave her a shoulder glance, "Let's go Seras, those Novy Soviets or whatever dared to hurt my Draculine. I've let these communists stay for too long." His shadow extended and hundreds of eyes moved with him to the exit, it was time to end what Integra's generation started, no matter how many lives had to be reaped in the process. After today, the nazi and soviets shall be no more.

Seras stood up with a nod as her shadow extended as well, her slim and futuristic outfit fixed itself as if there was never a wound there... Hundreds of years of technology for you.

Master and disciple walked out of the abandoned Hellsing Organisation for their first hunt after hundreds of years, the result? No one in this world would ever forget this day.

As it was called 'Doomsday' the day the Vampire Seras Victoria rose to the utmost prominence after rampaging the Novy Soviets continent with her powerful 'Hound Familiar'.

Alucard glanced at all this with a smile, this was a very enigmatic day for him in his memories.

Just like the day Integra became his Master.

Just like the day he met his first Queen when he was still Vlad Tepes.

Catherine stood behind him in a phantom form... She had felt a rollercoaster of emotions, all of them on a scale beyond what a human could possibly sense.

Boundless, heavy and drop-dead physical Loneliness and grief!

It was like a heavy-physical mass of black mud weighing on her shoulders, something no one should ever feel in their life.

But the moment that blonde woman showed up it was as if it diminished a little and a lot of happiness seeped through her entire being, like a prisoner that saw light for the first time after years of being in a black dark hole.

She couldn't understand, why would he do that? Why would he choose to be here all these years if it caused him pain...

The man was truly overflowing with joy when that woman turned up, even if he didn't show it in his expression.

For her, it was like looking at a movie but with the feelings also involved.

The scene suddenly changed much to her irritation, she really wanted to see what was going to happen next between the two. But, the next showcased scene left her out of words.

**

**

Alucard blinked and his pink eyes witnessed the white snow first-hand.

With a few bricks barely visible on the floor through the layers and layers of thick snow, making him understand where he stood.

Looking around, he saw in a snowy field, a glimpse of a city that was more urban than modern resting under the onslaught of what seemed to be a small snowstorm.

He could recognise it faintly, having been here several times in his life, killing vampires, ghouls and corrupt preachers most of the time, and nazis, tons of nazis.

It was Scotland, Aberdeen City.

He looked around, a foggy area, the chilling cold seeped through his skin, making him gape at the foreign feeling, he was not supposed to feel cold ever again.

The entrance of the city shone with old yellow lamps, it could be perceived like the night but it might as well be the day with the thick clouds covering every wisp of the shiny Sun.

No one could be seen around, probably because of the heavy weather throbbing in this region.

*BROOM!*

He turned around at the sudden noise coming from behind.

An old truck passed by quickly, making its way through the snowfield and It stopped right in front of him.

"This is where the end of our path Catherine, I did everything that I could. I can't take you farther than this!" A man shouted harshly and opened the door of the truck where a stunningly beautiful blonde teenager could be seen carrying a little sleeping girl with auburn hair, her expression showcased clear fear and unwillingness.

Bags under her eyes indicated a lack of sleep and lots of shed tears.

A very thin robe covered her body, in contrast with the little girl, that was covered to the utmost with her face barely visible.

"You can't do this Ludwig, we have nothing! We will die if you leave us here!" She tried to reason with the man that intended to leave her and her little girl here with nothing but a few pounds and some clothes.

"Get out! I'm telling you! I can't do anything else! They're already coming after us! If I help you further, it will cost us our lives! Get out!" The man pushed the woman away from the truck, making her and her child, fall on the chilling snow.

"We have to go now Ludwig, they might be coming, leave them and let's go, we already did what we could!" From inside the truck, many people shouted at the man, presumably the leader of the group!

"No! Please!" The blonde woman shouted in despair, the chilling cold starting to seep through.

"I'm sorry Catherine. Good luck." The man said at last and got back in the truck

*BROOM!*

The truck accelerated, getting farther and farther away from them and the city, taking away Catherine's hope with the dying rear lights.

Alucard's phantom looked at everything indifferently, he had witnessed scenes like this many times. He knew how this would end.

His heart held no compassion, such was the life of humans.

The woman held her sleeping daughter, noticing that she was starting to get cold, and without even thinking it twice, much to Alucard's bewilderment, she took out the only robe protecting her and enveloped her daughter with it.

Walking towards the city as fast as she could.

She covered her face with whatever she had and managed to rent a hotel for the night. Sadly, a lot of her capital went away with that night.

Putting her cold daughter in front of the room's chimney, she sat beside her and caressed her beautiful auburn hair.

"Everything will be alright dear, we will manage, I promise." She said with a smile, but the waterfall of tears exposed her current situation.

**

**

Alucard had managed to live and recreate the life of this woman in about a millisecond.

Her life, a drop of water in the ocean compared to his. Not only was he more than two thousand years old, but after the first thousand years, his omnipresence kicked in making him store memories of everything that happened within a hundred kilometres from him, for a thousand years...

Catherine was only able to witness certain emotional scenes, his most important moments, including what she witnessed previously, but that was the limit of his human brain.

Alucard continued playing memories, the ones that held the most feelings, be it positives or negatives.

"Please, I'll do anything, I really need this job!" Catherine screamed towards an old woman.

"Sorry Dear, but we have our hands full." The woman answered with a weary smile and got back in her comfortable shop, leaving Catherine behind.

**

**

"Let me work here please, I have a daughter, we need money for food!" She asked once again in a different place, not losing her hope, she had a daughter to feed!

"Sorry Ma'am but I can't let you work in my store, however. There might be a different job you would be able to do~" the man said perversely, the teenager in front of her was a beauty, she was a little too slim and it could be seen she has had better days, he couldn't see her face, but she surely was a blonde beauty. Many of his 'customers' would pay well for her.

Catherine grit her teeth, she had been asked this question many times in a week, and she always refused and ran away, but this time... She considered it.

No, NO! If I do this, how will I be able to show myself in front of my daughter! How will I face my husband in heaven!

With great determination, she ran off, unwilling to walk that pact.

**

**

"Mother, you're back." Her daughter stood up from a rock inside a small cave the moment she saw her mom coming back.

She was a beautiful girl, her skin was smooth and clearly not rugged or deteriorated. She had made sure of that...

Alucard glanced at the scene and a reaction showcased on his face for the first time.

It wasn't the feeling of pity. It was admiration.

He couldn't understand, why wouldn't she choose the easy path? Why not just sell herself, she and her daughter would have a better life. But she didn't, she sacrificed herself and gave her daughter everything...

This was the woman's, Catherine Rothchild's deepest memory. The one that rooted her conduct and behaviour, the one that rooted her destiny.

The blonde, now not so beautiful but still having the regal appearance of a noble despite her ragged clothes, walked into the cave at a somewhat forced pace.

"Yes dear, I'm back~ Did you miss mommy?~" she flashed her daughter the best smile and got inside the small cave with some wood, a deteriorated and old axe and a small bag.

Wounds could be seen in her hands from trying to cut the wood with that old axe.

Inside the cave, the bonfire she prepared before was starting to run out, but as smart as her daughter was, she prevented it.

The girl was covered in layers and layers of robes, different colours, tattered. It could be whatever as long as it protected her from the devilish cold!

"No, I didn't... Mom, come here, you're pale, I'll make the fire." Her daughter, Jane, answered nonchalantly and technically snatched everything from her.

She deflated at her daughter's abrupt refusal, but that was just the way she was, very nonchalant, yet sweet deep inside, she believed her daughter was a genius, so young yet so smart!

"Look, I brought you some food!" Catherine's shaking body presented her daughter with the bag.

The little girl placed the wood on the bonfire, it took it a while to catch the heat due to the moistness covering it, but thank god, it caught fire after a few seconds.

She took the bread from her mother's hand with a smile, it was still hot!

"Where did you get it, mother? It's still hot~" it had been a few days since they ate a freshly baked bread.

"I bought it~" she answered with a smile.

Lies.

Her daughter broke the bread in half, it wasn't big but she had to share, then presented it to her mother.

"Don't worry dear, I ate mine already, I was hungry so I ate it before you~" she put her hands together in an apologising way and smiled, prompting her daughter to huff at the fact her mother didn't wait for her to eat.

Lies.

Alucard watched everything, and grit his sharp teeth to the point they might break if this wasn't a dream. A very forgotten feeling washed over his accursed immortal heart.

Mother and daughter rested on the bonfire, when Catherine saw her daughter was asleep on her lap, she moved her ragged dress aside to uncover her ankle, a deep bloody wound was visible.

She had fallen on the floor while running madly after stealing the bread.

Today she stole for the first time in her life...

Alucard could feel her fear and uncertainty. What was she going to do? Her daughter couldn't remain in this forest forever.

She needed education, she needed a house.

Would she really need to sell her body?

It was the only option, the other option would be revealing her identity to somebody and asking for help. But it was risky. There was a price on their heads.

She was the daughter of a noble house in Wales, and married a noble from the Rothschild family.

This happy marriage brought about the light of her life, Jane.

Everything was perfect, until her husband, the future King of England, got assassinated.

She and her daughter were hunted by the rival Dynasty, as well as her own family that colluded with them, any wisp of that man's blood had to be erased, and her daughter was naturally included.

She managed to contact a familiar member from her husband's side. And he brought them from Wales all the way to Scotland before dropping them here with a few pounds...

She managed to last the food and the money as much as possible, performed some work here and there, clean a house, wash a bathroom, but it was never enough.

She ate thrice a week, making sure her daughter ate every day, at least once, hopefully twice.

She took rubbish clothes and towels, cleaned them the best she could on rivers despite the chilling cold, and dried them inside the houses' chimneys she cleaned, she was allowed at least that, the feeling of the heat permeating from the chimneys being her only pleasure.

She didn't want to sell her body, that would be the last option, the last despaired choice!

Therefore, the only allowed option was to expose herself.

But it would be herself. It wouldn't be her daughter... God, what was she to do? Would her daughter have a future if she herself perished so early? But there wasn't any other option left.

**

**

The next day Alucard's phantom followed after the blonde with great unwillingness, as she made her way through the streets, to a local church.

Catherine exposed herself, her identity, to a local preacher and asked for help, she wanted to meet someone from her family, anyone remaining!

"You are the hunted Duchess!? Oh my God, madam please come in!" The preacher hurriedly opened the door and let her in.

Catherine explained to him everything she had been through with her daughter and asked for help, the despaired wails of a mother, she didn't want it for herself, but Jane, her daughter needed to live!

A light glint flashed on the preacher's eyes as she glanced at her up and down, he flashed a smile afterwards, "I see, sorry but you can't stay here now. I'll try to contact someone in England to see if your family would be able to come and pick you up, come back tomorrow with your daughter, I should have some space here by then. Here, take this and get some food for yourselves, it would be a pity if someone happened to the two of you after running so long." The preacher man said and gave her a small bag with several pounds.

Catherine saw the light at that moment, not even concerning herself with the man's dubious expression, she finally found some hope! someone had helped her!

"Thank you! Thank you! I'll repay this, I'll make sure to repay this!" She almost knelt on the floor with gratitude, they would have a decent meal tonight!

Alucard saw everything from the corner and sighed, how could he not recognise that gaze?

Catherine returned that evening with what could be considered a banquet.

Orange Juice, Hot and soft Bread, Steak! Oh God, Steak!

The moment she got inside their cave after collecting some more wood, Jane's trained nose was able to smell it! It smelt delicious!

"Jane dear! someone will help us! I found someone that will help us!" her voice overjoyed, she couldn't wait anymore to tell her daughter the good news, they wouldn't have to sleep in this cave anymore!

Jane's countenance visibly lightened, things were going to get better? Her mother wouldn't need to work so hard for longer!?

Today was a joyful day in their small family, the two ate until they were full for the first time in a long time.

Then they lay on many layers of clothes and blankets, covered with many layers of some more ragged clothes and scratched blankets, looking at each other.

"Go and sleep dear, tomorrow will be a good day" Catherine caressed Jane's cheeks slightly.

"Mother, I swear I'll make you proud, I'll be the best in the world!" Jane said, this being literally the happiest day in her life, the poor girl didn't even have time to mourn her father.

A few tears left Catherine's eyes as she smiled, "I sure you will dear, I'll support you! Now go and sleep."

Alucard felt boundless happiness in his heart, mirroring Catherine's. This was her happiest memory in her thirty-eight years of life.

**

**

The next day afternoon, Mother and daughter made their way to the church.

The preacher man received them as he promised and they happily slept the night there, not knowing what terrible destiny awaited.

The following morning, Catherine woke up with her head in pain, looking around faintly, everything was blurry.

"Jane." she said lightly, the first thing that came to her mind was her daughter.

"Jane, where are you?" she clutched her head in pain, feeling a viscous liquid.

"Mother!"

"Jane... Jane! Where are you!?" The moment she heard her daughter's shout it was as if the light came back to herself.

She blinked once, twice and found herself in the very same church, except that now... Her daughter was tied to a chair... And so was she...

"W-What, no, NO PLEASE! Don't do this!" Utter Despair marred her wails the moment she understood the situation! He was going to hand them over to their executioners!

The preacher sat on a chair in front, drinking from what appeared to be a bottle of Rum, "You actually dare to show your face here and expect me to help you? The price for your head is in the millions, and your daughters are a little higher. Help you? I can live my whole life without doing any work or selling immigrants as slaves if I hand you over!" He smiled wickedly, already feeling the gold in his hands.

"No, please! Anything, anything! I'll do anything, don't let them have my daughter!" Anguish washed Alucard's existence as he was forced to witness Catherine's despair, all the time, he felt exactly the way she did.

Despair that no human, or vampire... Should ever be subjected to. An experience that managed to scratch the threshold with his own despair and loneliness.

The preacher looked at her up and down and a lascivious and disgusting smile appeared on his face, "They didn't say anything about handing you or your daughter over in one piece, I guess I can have some fun with you before I get my money!" He hurriedly stood up and walked up to her.

Upon hearing his words, an idea flashed on Catherine's despaired mind.

"I- I will do what you say! I'll collaborate! But please let my daughter off! I won't fight, just let her off!" Her daughter's safety made her play whatever card she could, was she to hand her body over to this bastard? It didn't matter! as long as her daughter lived!

The preacher stopped at her words, revealing a toothy grin, "Oh, anything huh? Alright, Duchess, I'll give you a chance, serve me here and I'll let your daughter go."

"Mom!" Jane shouted out, her countenance already pale, she understood the situation was critical and they might as well be dead now.

Catherine bit her lips, her blue eyes losing colour little by little, she shot her daughter a glance and smiled...

"Everything will be alright, Jane, don't worry." She said lightly and then turned to the man.

"P-Please let her go first, then I..."

"You're in no condition to stop me from doing anything or making demands woman!"

*PAM*

The exalted man threw the bottle making the two flinch in fear, it was the truth, they were tied.

"Undress..." he said and cut off her ties, sitting back on his chair and waiting, his countenance expressing his lack of patience.

Catherine bit her lips... It all came down to this, even after all she did, but she needed to save her daughter... She felt so ashamed.

Showing her body to a despicable man in front of her daughter.

She undressed as fast as she could, not wanting to give this scum a show, and within seconds she was naked...

Her figure left a lot to be wished, her ribs were almost exposed. Wounds all over from cuts, bruises from every fall and from every chop of wood. Yet her figure remained, her breasts were still plump and so was her butt.

When Jane saw her mother's body, tears couldn't help start falling from her little eyes.

"Hmph! Is that what's left of the unparalleled Duchess of Wales? To think you're the most beautiful woman in England and Wales, no matter, it will be enough" He stood up and walked up to her, carrying with him his disgusting self.

Alucard grit his teeth, his eyes red as blood.

The man shamelessly groped one of her breasts and there was no reaction except disgust and unwillingness from her.

"Hahaha! At least this is still plump!" He then pushed her down, intending to commit his crime right here!

"No! Mom!" Jane shouted in anguish, seeing as her mom was pinned down by some stranger.

"Jane, close your eyes dear! Don't see this!" Catherine struggled, tears running down her eyes, she didn't want this! But she also didn't want this image to remain in her daughter's mind.

*BOOM!*

An abrupt explosion broke the three of them from their reverie, the main door of the church exploded open!

"Who is it!" shouted the man in a fit of wrath at being interrupted, still on top of Catherine's body.

The blonde looked at the door, excepting that whoever it was would help her and her daughter out of this situation!

From the door came a teenager with an Asian complexion, raven hair and dark clothes, a gun in his hand.

His eyes were lifeless as he shot the preacher a glance.

"Don't you hear me punk!? I asked who are you!" The preacher repeated and got off from Catherine's body, much to her relief, but that didn't really end the peril they currently faced.

As fast as she could she ran to where her daughter was, not paying attention to the two men.

The newcomer's figure suddenly flashed and disappeared, materialising right next to the man and taking him by the neck!

"Ugh! You! release me!" The man wailed as his body was technically lifted by one hand of the man.

"Montario Stronoff, an order of execution has been issued on you, your times of pretending to run a church are over, what a piece of shit, to think I came all the way here to kill these weaklings." The man threw the preacher's body with so much strength that the seat where he fell broke in half!

"Ahhhh!!" he grunted in pain but didn't even have enough time to stand up.

*PANG!* A shot rang, going right through the man's head and killing him in that instant.

Alucard glanced at the newcomer firmly as his eyes shone with even more blood.

Catherine and Jane gaped at what they had just seen... Someone got killed just like that in front of them!

Catherine hurriedly untied her daughter and walked to pick up her clothes, trying to get out of there as soon as possible!

"Where do you think you're going?" The man said and her heart palpitated furiously!

"Catherine Rothschild, an order of execution has been placed on you and your daughter..." his cold voice said heartlessly, and when she turned around his gun was pointing right at her head.

'It's Over...' She thought.

Jane couldn't even speak at this point, only looking with despair marred all over her little face.

Catherine glanced in her daughter's direction and remembered her words from the last night, 'I'll support you!' She had to... do anything!

This man was strong... Maybe he could...

"Please, hear what I have to say!" That was the only thing she asked, her only option...