The Escape

[Spokesman-of-Insanity]

"Who am I really? This place seems so familiar..."




"Ah yes, I remember now... Gabriel Lachney... Pawn of the darkness... Pawn of the manipulator, pawn of the No Life King... The... The King..."




"I was the King of the Underworld... I was the destroyer of Domino city and slayer of the Abyss in two realms... I remember now, they called me the King of the Damned for ten thousand years after... Before... Before the rift... I was one until... They arrived. They were absorbed. They were weak without me. There was one though... In this world long after I had taken apart the husk of Gabriel Lachney... The true heir to Dracula's namesake. He was the hardest to kill but the final piece to the puzzle in pulling all things together..."

"You are nothing."

"The Darkness...."




"It was there. Waiting for me to weakened Lachney waiting for me to take control so it could attempt my hand so it could try and power me over like it had many before... It too was absorbed... It is nothing more than a single entity with me now..."

His eyes opened, he was in a research facility stripped of all belongings. His body appeared to be that of Gabriel's yet it was torn apart missing limbs and its heart ripped straight from its chest. He gasped for air in the tank grasping out attempting to grab what ever he could, but he had no hands. He could see on the other side of the glass blurred people moving watching running in panic trying to sedate him with what ever fluids they could bring together. 

"It is time."

Without further notice the Darkness burst from his back shattering the tank from behind. He rolled out helpless with no way to support himself with his missing limbs. He could hear a single voice in his head, he knew who it was. The Darkness pulled itself together manifesting his hatred manifesting his will pulling his body together tendrils and tendons, muscle and flesh, bone all of it began to regrow at an astonishing rate forming his arms and legs. He peered down, had it truly been the darkness? He had never felt anything like this before, his body was completely black radiating a red matter between the churning darkness of mass that created his body. 

"Master..."

"Silence."

Finally, his mind had re-calibrated memories flooded back past lives, kills, the damned and unholy all raced past his eyes as he moved weak toward the door. He could hear the security detail making a break for the room, he knew he had little time left to gather his strength and summon what ever he could to fight. . .

First silence...

The troops held up on the corner one rounded the corner and was instantly smashed against the former wall by a huge cluster of darkness splattering his corpse across every inch of solid steel. It was then that he rounded the corner retracing the darkness and pulled up a solid shield between him and the bullets flying toward him, he was unsure if this body could take the abuse his former body could but wasn't about to test it just yet. He moved slowly and then when he heard the clicks of empty mags he lowered the shield spun and released it as a projectile cutting down ten with the edge of the shield and pinned it against the wall where it disintegrated.

"Isafaro..."

[Saephara]

The streets were dark, the only light coming from the moons above in the sky. Saephara sighed as she walked along. The buildings she passed were barren and broken down but she could feel the stares of those hidden in the alleyways upon her. She couldn't blame them. She didn't exactly look like the bottom of the barrel. Today's ensemble included her favorite pair of red heels with black dress pants and a halter dress top in a deep crimson. To cover it all was a sweeping black trench coat, ends flapping around in the wind coming down the street. She had left her hair braided. It simply kept it from getting in the way when she flew. Now, tendrils of the silky stuff was touching her cheek. Her wings stayed folded against her body tightly, helping to keep the coat from blowing back completely. To complete it all together was her crossbow laying across her spine under her coat, the slim design making for an easy draw.

As she passed what looked to be a main road, she turned right and within minutes came across a lot of much better looking buildings. "Well, it's about time that I got to this part of town." As she walked she hummed to herself a small tune, keeping herself occupied. That was until she sensed something. She stopped and looked down to the next street, her darker side detecting pure darkness, the best. Sae felt her eyes flicker from blue to violet. Her darker side wanted to play? Alright, she could do that.

Let's party, Saera.

Her feet began to move again in a small walk, turning into a jog then an outright run. No need to fly; it was right around the corner. Sae could taste the blood in the air as she approached what looked to be a normal business building. Possibly could be used for a congress or political groups headquarters. Walking up the marble steps, she walked up to the main doors. She tried to open it, but of course it wouldn't open for little ol' her. Smiling, she looked up at the camera hidden in the corner and snapped her fingers. A small flame appeared next to it, melting the lens first. She turned to the doors and backed up slightly. With a roundhouse kick, the doors opened towards the inner lobby.

Cautiously, Sae waltzed inside, reaching under her coat for her bow. She was ready, but it was so curious how there were no guards here, or even a receptionist. It looked like a pharmaceutical company on the inside, clean floors, clean walls, seats were arranged perfectly. The televisions mounted on the walls were turned off. The one thing that belied this get up was the fact that this whole lobby itself smelled like human blood, pain, and suffering. She chuckled to herself, following where the smell was growing stronger. After several minutes, she found a hall that was nearly hidden to her. Pushing the hidden door open she walked on.

The walls were lighted and the floors were white tile. Sae could hear something from further inside. As she rounded a corner, an armed man in full gear turned towards her. "Intruder!" he yelled down the hall. "You don't want to do that," Saephara chided gently. Before the man had a chance to move, Sae had her bow up and an arrow made of her dark angelic energy flew towards the man, hitting him in the neck and severing his jugular artery. He dropped immediately and Sae walked by, continuing on. The sound of fighting grew louder as she turned another corner and stopped immediately.

In front of her was a massive group of slaughtered soldiers slumped in the hallway. The bright red blood spattered along the passageway shone brighter than it aught to from the lights. One man stood alone, a doorway behind him. The scene behind him was disastrous at best. The man himself....Sae shivered in ecstasy. Saera whispered to her from inside of her head.

This man...he's the one. He's the one that did this. 

He was covered in black skin, a darkness only the night knew. Well, until now. Saephara was careful not to move and bring violent attention to herself. Although she was a Fallen Angel with gifts of a demon, she didn't trust that this man would stay calm. Instead, Saephara softly spoke. "Your work is exquisite." A purr came from her lips as she spoke, tongue licking her lips lightly. Her observant eyes kept on the man as she heard another approach from behind her. Subtly, she twitched her fingers of her free hand to throw her threads and entangle the men. Quickly, she twitched her fingers and dismembered them. That solved that problem for now. She could only wait for the man to do something now.

[Spokesman-of-Insanity]

'Master... We are watched.'

He casually looked over his shoulder for a brief moment, the darkness around him seemed to ripple and he was then facing her without moving a muscle. He stepped over a body which part of his left arm seemed to come alive and extend to the skull of the man and began dragging it with him. The Spokesman of Insanity stopped as soon as he entered the flickering light, his left arm let the body go, it was no longer an arm but about a dozen creatures that began devouring the corpse pulling it apart and gnawing on it.

'YES! FEED!'

His head tilted up slightly his face was practically skeletal where his mouth and eye sockets and nose holes would be was a vivid light and a twisted expression of insanity. It distorted and he lurched forward the Darkness was hungering she was its next feast...

"Enough!"

The voice came from within the creature and it stopped moving forward and stayed perfectly still as he took control over the body once again, the true owner of the vessel, Alucard. The face distorted into something more familiar, had this woman ever encountered the Alucard of Hallowton or even came across the wanted posters all over Isafaro of this face she would instantly recognize him as the one who began a rebellion overnight accidentally.



"This is but a taste of my work," he said smoothly which was followed by the alarm system on the building going off but in insane patterns as if it was controlled by something else, a smile spread across his pale face, "Looks like my dinner will be coming to us soon." The entire facility was now on code red and he wasn't about to pass this moment up. The Darkness rippled from his back collecting several of the automatic weapons on the ground, he took two of them in each hand and discarded the ones he wasn't interested in, "My love, you may want to step away, I predict a storm."

[Saephara]

The atmosphere was heavy, the darkened man growing disfigured in places. He even tried to come toward her, stopping at the first step. Saephara cocked her head as he seemed to speak to himself, demanding obedience with the tone in his voice. He didn't seem to be speaking to her, so she simply stood attentively, watching him change his face to one that was more....remarkable than the previous. As it took shape, she couldn't help but laugh aloud, a rolling touch of humor filling the dreary scene. This one was the one that the others had spoken about at that bar she had gotten a few drinks at on the other side of town. Apparently he'd started some resistance struggle or rebellion in only a few hours' time. Impressive.

But he looks like someone that we've heard about.

Who is that, Saera.

Well, during our service to the Hellsing woman, Integra. There were those that spoke of a being that had dark hair that was dark in nature, blending with the night...like yours does. They spoke of him being a vampire due to his red irises that shone like garnets in the sun...This man does have a distinct resemblance if only in those areas. In addition, just the malevolence coming off him in such waves? Saephara could feel that Saera was amused with this idea. Maybe it's him? If it is, we've been wanting to meet him for quite some time, yes?

Sae nodded to herself in agreement. It was then that he finally spoke to her. "This is but a taste of my work," he spoke to her. He didn't sound smug or haughty. He just seemed...matter-of-fact. It was refreshing. "Looks like my dinner will be coming to us soon." The alarm system had gone off, filling the rest of the hall with red, creating a bit of the Gore-Fan Wonderland effect. It was pleasing. There was company though, and she was quite upset that she hadn't sensed them coming. Though, she had been quite enthralled for a moment. "Yes, well, I suppose we should get going, then. Shall we?" The wave of black came from his back again, but to grab weapons not needed any longer by the deceased men. "My love, you may want to step away, I predict a storm." 

"Well, then..." Saephara stepped to the side and allowed him to walk ahead of her, quickly preening herself and readying her bow and 'arrows.' "Lead the way, oh bloody and fearful one," she spoke, laughing. She was curious to see what exactly he could do.

They had only gone a little ways before the first wave appeared. Immediately, Sae brought her bow up and strung 3 arrows between all her fingers. Within a split second, she had taken aim and fired, the energy arrows flying withing inches of the strange man's cheek. On they went to bury themselves in three of the oncoming men, straight through their armored helmets. A dark feeling dropped around her and she felt Saera come up front, eyes changing from her sapphire to Saera's violet...but this time staying. With speed and efficiency that would befuddle the best, she kept firing away, a giggling overtaking her. "Let's go, Zamiel! Let us paint the walls with their lives!" She couldn't wait to see what this man could do. 

[Spokesman-of-Insanity]

"Contain the subject!" They blocked off the exit and Isafaro soldiers came into the area in squads taking up strategic positions. The Spokesman of Insanity continued to walk, he saw their movements and watched as several M32 Grenade Launchers was brought into play, "FIRE!" The Darkness created a wall between him and the 'girl(s)' he was with; the grenades smashed into the wall creating thunderous explosions on the other side the blackness that had protected her lowered and there was nothing but fire and damage in the surrounding area.

"Special pest grenades? Those must be party favors for rounding up groups of vampires," he was walking forward, his body had taken a familiar form with a black trench coat over his ever changing dark core, "I know many of you might want revenge for the many that I've killed, and that when I'm done with you all more will follow in your foot steps. Out of the kindness in my black heart I will give you one chance to leave. If you don't make it out those doors, I am truly sorry." That was when the laughter came.

What followed was the thunderous applauds of .45 rounds as he raised both weapons he had confiscated from the dead bodies. The SMGs tore into the crowd as he moved ever forward moving between cover to cover avoiding their fire, he was still too weak to endure their full might he needed to feed. As he thought that the Darkness crept from his body burrowing itself into corpses he walked past ripping their hearts out and devouring them. Strength slowly came to him and he could feel his minions begin to return to power the souls of the lost begin to be nourished with his body.


The left SMG ran dry and he dropped it, the right followed quickly behind also getting discarded. The No Life King moved into the crowd quickly using his bare hands to move people between him and bullets and began tearing them apart limb from limb with the aid of the darkness which began to cut them in half and rip their beating hearts from their chests while they were still alive. 

'I DEMAND MORE!'

"Silence!"

There was nothing more, most of those still alive were running for the door. At least thirty were scattered across the main room dismembered and resting in their own pools of blood. That was just what he had done, he couldn't account for the girl.

[Saephara]

Sorry? He actually said he was sorry? How funny! Sae tucked her wings in tightly and had darted forward as soon as that black wall lowered, an odd twisted look upon her face. Quickly she sheathed her bow and twisted to and fro, slicing the men to pieces with her invisible threads. It was raining hands, feet, armor, arms, legs, every body part that could fly spraying blood across her face and chest. Sae dodged back and forth, avoiding that deadly darkness that the man could seamlessly produce to eviscerate and destroy the enemy. Between the two of them, they were making quick work of the men. He was something to admire, Sae had to admit. His technique was near perfection.

Finally there was nothing more to attack that was willing to strike at them, but Saephara didn't want to stop. No, if they left the building, they would alert the others in this organization and let secrets loose. She couldn't be exposed as she was. She couldn't let it happen. Charging forward, her heels clicked as she jolted forward to chase the fleeing men. As she passed through the air, water particles began to freeze on her skin and accumulate to form a thick layer of ice, protecting her. The final touch was a Valkyrie-esque helm. She looked menacing as she reached the men, casting her web of threads to ensnare them.

They had reached the perfectly clean lobby area. The movement through the hallways was so quick that she hadn't noticed. It was clean...so clean... A low laughter began to roll from her red lips as she approached them and caressed one's helmet. "You thought you all could get away? You thought that just because the guy back there would give you a chance would actually mean that you could successfully escape? Not in my book. Not at all." She slowly tightened her strings, watching the them cut into skin...muscle...the blood was flowing beautifully. This would deck the halls wonderfully. The moans and screams of the men was what really hit the spot though.

"What should I do?" she asked aloud. Sae could only assume that the Alucard-lookalike had followed.

[Spokesman-of-Insanity]

He exited the room behind her watching as she subdued them with what he could only think of was dental floss. Something he used to tell Walter he used a lot. He shook his head at her, "Let them go, there is no reason to kill my messengers. Isafaro will pay for what they've done to me. The only way to do so is to let them run and inform their higher ups. The more you kill the more afraid they become and the stronger things they send at you. The better you kill them the more people you get on your side, this is how I started a rebellion in the first place, by slaughtering my enemy sparingly."

He gave her a sideways glance then from his left hand the dark mass of it came together forming a pair of round orange lensed glasses which he pushed onto his face. He could hear the hover ships in the distance loaded with troops he knew they would be swarmed soon enough. That's when the no life king tilted his head back and simply asked, "What is your name girl?" If this might be their last he might as well learn who he was to die alongside, it was a grim thought considering he was not one to ever feel the thrill of death despite always welcoming it. 

[Saephara]

With a sigh, the raven haired angel jerked her hands towards her, willing the strings to loosen from the men. "You do have a valid point. I must apologize. It was just too much fun to pass up." Slowly, the ice evaporated back into the air to reveal Saephara once more. The sound of scurrying men filled the lobby, slowly quieting until the only thing she could hear was the slight rustle of clothing from the pair of them. Looking down at herself she groaned and stomped a foot on the tile. "I really did like this pair up of clothes....and my coat is ruined." With a quick bend over at the waist and outstretch of her ravens wings, Sae had her coat off and on the floor within seconds. It never took long for her to get her clothes on or off these days. It'd been quite some time since her release from employment under Integra, meaning time that had passed since she gained her wings. Which reminded her...

"So you are the Alucard, previously of Hellsing. You truly live up to your name and might I say that I have been simply dying to meet you," Sae stated, sudden sapphire eyes peering at the man. She slowly began clicking around the lobby, preening her wings again. If those feathers weren't tended to and sat wrong? It would bug the living hell out of her. Plus, she did promise a certain butler to keep them in the utmost of condition. Then she heard the inquiry of her name. "Me? I'm but a Fallen Angel, born of the Crosswell bloodline, forsaken by her kind." At that, she laughed outloud, the sound expanded tenfold by the abundance of space. "I've been called The Healer, The Untouchable Angel, and more recently the Haunting Temptress. But you can call me Saephara or Sae." She winked quickly before walking over and grasping him by the clothes at his wrist and tugging him gently towards the doors. "Let's go, infamous Alucard. I've got my bike not too far away. At the very least you can ride, right?" She stared at the exit with an eyebrow up, hoping that he could ride her baby. They didn't have much time before reinforcements made their landing. Besides, she wanted them both to stay alive long enough to get the story from him on what this city had done. 

[Spokesman-of-Insanity]

Was she truly thinking of leaving so soon? He was thinking of a block party more or less. Perhaps it was the suicidal intentions that he had some how picked up after being a test subject for months now. He gave her a sideways glance and proceeded to exit the building without so much as a single word for the moment. Once outside he looked up at the large building they had been standing in before, he hadn't even noticed her attempts to guide him out. He looked back to her with a wicked smile, "I heard rumors of ships that could get you off this planet and into space, find me a ship. I'll be right behind you soon enough."

There was no way this building wasn't about to not become a weapon. If the resistance had been defeated in his absence he would give them this district as a good bye present by leveling the entire building once the area was crawling with Isafaro troops. He just needed to know there was a escape route. 

[Saephara]

A ship that could take you into the sky of stars? She'd heard rumors of these things in the towns that she had come across. A smile came across her lips. Mr. Constantine Harker had been a bad bad man when they had last met. Last she heard, he had up and left town in Hallowton, taking everything with him, supposedly on one of these ships. It would be a moot point to search back in that town. However... "He did have technology in this town before he up and disappeared... maybe there's something he left behind that we can track? If not him then there's sure to be gossip at one of the bars..." She had started to speak to herself, formulating different plans.

Looking back to Alucard, Sae stated, "Well, you'll need to get away from here some other way than just by ship. If the ship is brought here while enemies are firing, they could hit something and POOF! Fireball ship." Spreading her wings again, she shook them lightly and continued on. "So another way to get to the ship wouldn't be bad. ...Wouldn't you want to grab a drink and listen to some sultry sounds of music while getting all the drunkards to give up whatever you wanted?" Her eyes gleamed at her words. Oh how she loved manipulating the crowds of the clubs.

Throughout the conversation, she had been monitoring the area. Up above on one of the buildings, she had noticed a repetitive glint shining in a corner. Sighing, she stepped up to Alucard and poked him on the tip of his nose lightly. "You'll have to excuse my incessant talking. Just formulating ideas for us. ...in the meantime, would you mind taking care of our spy? My arrows are good, but they can't go through brick yet." She was getting closer to him...she couldn't help it. Just the way the entirety of his being was, it made her drunk on him. "If you want, you can follow me. I'm going to find information on the closest ship. Fleeing now does not mean you are forfeiting. We are simply going to tactically reformulate a plan for retaliation. I don't know what they did to you back there, but experiments on those like us...it is wrong..." A thought came across and said, "On the other hand...I know who to go to. Give me two minutes." Putting her hands on his shoulders, Sae closed her eyes and looked down at their feet, fighting herself for control before turning away and pushing into the air, spreading her wings once more with the wind beneath them. She flew straight to the bar down the street that she had sung at just a few nights ago.

The man she was looking for stood in the alleyway, presumably snorting some of the local powder from how he stood. He had been the drunken one spouting off about some hidden ship that the government was hiding from the public under the town center monument. Nobody had listened to his ramblings, but she had put it away in her memory. Sae slammed into the greasy haired man, knocking him into the ground. He went for something under his shirt but she grabbed his wrist, pulling it up and holding it against the ground to show a pretty little knife. Once he recognized the angel, he cowered away and tried to get away. Sae grinned as she felt a shift in her, violet eyes peering down at the disgusting excuse of a man. "S-Saephara, I-"

"Shhhhh...just tell me how to get to the ship," Sae cooed to the man, shushing him. Within a minute, the blubbering fool had given her the way to the treasure. Standing up and straightening herself like nothing had happened, she jumped up and started to fly above the tops of the buildings back to Alucard when a shot rang through the air, pegging her in her left shoulder. Gasping, she fell quickly and landed hard on the pavement of the street. The sting of the road burn set immediately, but Sae couldn't think about that. They had finally arrived. She couldn't fly...so she sprinted full out back towards where Alucard stood. She could only hope that he saw her...they needed that ship now. She was going to get it.