REVISED a little. Someone wanted to see Annabel's transformation, and well i added it. i think it should have had it in first place so there!

-CHAPTER 34 The Heated Fight

From Alucard's position it felt like slow motion. Anderson somehow free of his bindings, stood revealing a hidden bayonet, and took one clean swipe to Annabel's neck. His gun felt too heavy, and too slowly he lifted and fired repeatedly into Anderson's skull. He went down. Alucard dropped the empty gun and ran to her body. He knelt and lifted her severed head gently off the floor and pressed it against his chest. Lifelessness stared out of her beautiful blue eyes. Blood was all over soaking into his clothes and his body was shaking. Searing agony and grief pierced his heart. 'Annabel, you completed me, filled the void. I… need you… I can't have you gone, not now, not by that freak of nature priest!' He loathed this feeling of loss so he settled on revenge.

'How dare he take her away from me, just when I found the one woman that completed me, loved me, foolishly, unconditionally.'

Setting her head gently down, he turned to the regenerating filth. With bare hands, he proceeded to pommel the shit out of him. Anderson fought back and both rolled around on the floor, forcing all others to back away. Anderson punched Alucard in the nose making it bleed. Alucard ignored the pain and dug his human nails into the priest's throat ripping out a good chunk of skin. Blood squirted out briefly before the wound regenerated.

He wished he had grabbed his Jackal that he had left behind. He wanted to shove the muzzle down his throat and blow his brains out. It had proved too heavy to wield in this weak human body. He cursed the damned priest to the darkest pits of hell.

Anderson thrusts his opponent off him, not used to being without his weapons, and kicked Alucard in the stomach as he lunged at him again. Momentary stunned, Alucard spat out blood onto the priest face, before grabbing the foot and twisting it backwards, relishing in the crunch of breaking bone and gasp of pain from Anderson.

"I will do the same to every bone in your Goddamn Catholic body, Priest!" He seethed.

"Not bloody likely!" as Anderson jerked Alucard's hair and rammed his head into a wall.

The two, getting exceedingly bloody and bruised, were too absorbed to notice any of the surrounding activity. Both men sported shiners and screamed at each other.

"Die already you fucking pathetic excuse for a man!" Alucard reamed an elbow into his ribcage.

Blood leaked out of his mouth. "Go to damnation with your heathen whore!" He was on top now banging Alucard's head into the floor.

*Grrrrrr* he dared to insult her. "You'll pay for that!" he spat, twisting his head and clawing into his arm and sinking teeth into the Paladin's palm as hard as he could. He felt the thumb break before he was face punched with the other hand.

From Seras's stand position she stood shocked. Annabel was dead and she watched her master cradle her good friend Annabel. He looked torn with grief until he lunged at Father Anderson. Being human she worried for her master's life until she saw he was holding his own with the despicable priest. She silently cheered him on and itched to go get her harcannon and blow him to pieces.

As she was watching to two fight something caught her eye. The blood splattering the walls around Annabel's body started glowing blue. the fringes burst into deep violet and traveled like a ribbon toward her sprawled form. Sir Integra noticed too, actually everyone did, except for the two brawling men, who were yelling and exuding anger at each other.

As the flames grew closer, ash began swirling in the air just above her body. Her body started glowing the same Violet from the inside out. The red strands of her hair lifted off the ground and swirled in a mysterious breeze before her head along with her body ignited in a bright burst of orange and blue fire. Soon there was nothing left but a large pile of glowing embers and scorch marks around the floor and walls. Seras and Integra shared curious looks at each other. Could it be what was happening what what they thought was happening? Everyone's eye's darted between the fighting pair and the pile of ash.

Sure enough, when the embers became blue and winked out, a hand lifted out of the ash with the short sword clutched tightly in it. Annabel sat up, the ash falling away leaving a thin coat of grey ash all over her skin, face, and hair. Her blue eyes shined brightly at Integra and Seras before they darted toward Alucard and Anderson. She stood up gracefully on her shapely bare legs, as if her beheading never happened and marched over to the blonde priest who was on top of her beloved.

"Get the Hell off my lover, Anderson or I swear you will be wishing for the fires of Hell!"

Pausing in their assault, both men looked up shocked, at a standing, ash covered, sword in hand, and in the buff, Annabel. When they just stared she rolled her eyes, grabbed Anderson's hair and yanked him away from Alucard with surprising force. He hit the wall. Seras and others re-secured him.

Annabel lent a hand for Alucard and he took it. Alucard stood up. Every muscle ached, except for one, which was busting with elation at her living, breathing, and beautifully complete body.

"You risked your life Spaz." He looked angry and immensely relieved. "But you are so beautiful to me right now." He cupped her cheeks wiping at the ash with thumbs, but instead smearing blood onto her face. He nuzzled and kissed her face with feather light touches. She never knew he could be so gentle. A hand touched his bloody face in like matter.

"Alucard?"

"Yes?"

"Why am I naked?"

"Hm, hm. I do believe you were resurrected. The clothes did not come with you." Her hand flew to her neck. "I am so glad I still have you to torture everyday." He kissed her hungrily, cutting off a response.

"Ahem." Intregra interrupted. "The Paladin?"

"Oh, yeah." She blushed behind her ash and blood smeared face. "Father Anderson, that was underhanded of you, attacking from behind. Have you no honor? And what happened to that angelic pet name of mine?" she pointed her sword at him "And if you use that other name, again, I'm gonna cut you, again."

Silence.

"Why have you assaulted my home, Mister Anderson? Answer me! I will not be as merciful as Miss Phoenix." Annabel mouthed a silent "whoa".

"To kill the heathen vampire Alucard." He spat.

"But he's not a vampire right now, is he? And you knew that didn't you? Thought you could take advantage of the situation. Answer me!"

"He should be dead hours ago already! But that damn- woman, interfered." Addressing Annabel. "You are no better then that creature beside you!"

"And you are no better than my ex-boyfriend David Tayler!" Not caring that he did not know the history, but his eyes told her he recognized the name anyways. "How do you know about my interference? I doubt you can read minds."

Alucard grabbed the Paladin's collar with both hands and pulled him up the wall as far as humanly possible. Damn, he missed his vampiric strength. "How, do you know? Judas Priest. Please, do tell. I think my sweet Annabel would gladly rip you a new one, not that I wouldn't love to do it myself."

"All right, Ye bloody heavens!" relinquishing. "There are cameras and sound devices hidden throughout yer mansion, Sir Hellsing. Good luck finding them all."

"Rrrr. Who put them there?" Integra raged. Anderson's eyes darted to Annabel for a split second. It dawned on her. It did puzzle her when she found him in the oddest places around the manor and now she knew why.

"Oh no," Annabel groaned, her voice rising with each word. "Sir Integra, Your damned, harmless, cousin! Is a traitor!"

"That's right Sir Hellsing," cracking a smile. "You can't even trust yer own flesh and blood though that's nothing new for you." Alucard punched his head in, finally knocking him unconscious and fell into a heap.

Integra started walking away. "Someone, get rid of that garbage." waving at Anderson disgustingly "and start debugging the manor."

-CHAPTER 35 Sweet Revenge

Alucard watched Annabel standing deep in thought. "What's on your mind, Spaz?" He put his bloodied coat around her.

"Did I really have my head cut off?" He nodded and embraced her tightly.

"Wow. Well, I guess that proves I can be 'reborn'. Did you know that was going to happen?"

"No, I did not." His nose nuzzled into her hair and inhaled her fragrance as if was for the last time."

"You… missed me big time, didn't you, Red?" Her voice soft and full of love.

"I did." He admits, his voice soft and caressing, "More than you know." Her hand caresses his cheek with a knowing smile. They stand there holding each other for several minutes.

Annabel's mind focuses back on the Paladin. "Hmm, I wonder why Anderson sees me as a slut now, he was so adamant befor-" She paused, mischief danced in her eyes as her smile grew wide.

"I know that look Spaz. Please do tell."

"I wonder... if there are... any of those... cameras... in the library?" A giggle escaped her lips.

"They would have gotten a show." He grinned as well. Anderson must have seen their 'play.'

"They would have impaled themselves on their own crosses." She laughed.

"Let's go find them." Alucard said.

"Yes, lets." Annabel agreed and both headed for the library.

It took all day to round up the hidden surveillance, and yes, two cameras and one sound device were found in the library, much to the couple's delight. One of the several Iscariot members who viewed the video, unfortunately, fell out his chair at the unholy image and now has disturbing nightmares for life.

As for David Tayler, Integra had him brought in and thrown into a detention cell the next day. He remains there in the cell pondering his demise. Sir Integra is still undecided as to what to do with him. Seeing as he was family she didn't want to kill him outright, however his traitorous act was unforgivable, that is if that priest Anderson was telling the truth, which at the time would not have been in his best interest to lie.

Down in Alucard's chambers Annabel hatches a plan to ruffle up the scum that is David.

"Come on, Red let me borrow your clothes. I just wanna scare him shitless for aiding in your attempted demise." stoking his chin lovingly. "And, I also want my personal revenge for the bastard!" Alucard chuckles.

"How are you going to pull it off? There are certain differences," gliding a hand down her womanly curves. "height being one and voice being another."

"The creep is not going to get a good look at me and besides he's chain to the chair, so he's not gonna know my height. And as for talking… I'm not going to be saying… much." giving Alucard a vicious grin.

"Does Sir Integra know?"

"Um, not at this time."

"Hmm, when do you need my clothes?"

"As soon as possible." A big smile graces Alucard's face, finally deciding to oblige her. He was curious as to what she was going to do to David and would watch her little mascarade from the manor's control room.

She adds shoe heighteners to the boots, clips her red hair up and puts a shaggy black wig on, binds her breasts, and stuffs up her shoulders. She was dressed head to toes in Alucard's ensemble. She adds a full set of fangs to her mouth and pales down her face with makeup. She slips on the glasses and makes sure they're snug on her face. She uses pins to take out the slack on the vest and slacks. She glances one last time in the mirror giving herself a shiver at how much she resembles her lover. 'This will work.' grinning in the mirror before heading off to the detention cell.

The guard in front of the cell snaps at attention at seeing Alucard stalking toward him.

"Open this door, private!" in a deep raspy voice. The private just stares, confused. "Now!" snarling at him. He complies immediately, fearful, and closed the door behind Alucard.

David looks up and jerks at the infamous vampire in red, his face mostly hidden by the floppy hat and black hair, although glistening fangs are seem between cruelly smirking lips.

"Wha- what do you want from me?" His voice trembles in the presence of the fowl creature.

*Snarls* His head slowly looks up and down sizing up his possible next meal. David begins to perspire, envisioning the creature ripping him to shreds.

"Sir Integra won't le…let you eat…eat me. I'm family!" whining. Alucard sweeps around to his back and takes hold of the back of his neck. He whispers huskily in his ear.

"You're not of mine." hissing hot breath down his ear and neck. His free hand clawed into his tailored shirt and slightly into his skin all the way down his side, unbeknown to him it was really being burned away with pinpoint accuracy. David trembles in terror and squirms in Alucard's grasp.

"Tell!" The vampire snarls raspy and lowers exposed fangs to his jugular. Just as a pointed tips graze his skin, he screams in confession. He pulls back, but only after his fangs break the skin and tiny drops seep out.

"All right! All right! I implanted all the hidden cameras. I can't stand Integra working with you vile creatures and the Vatican had a way to get rid of you all, and as for that freak Annabel, (The 'vampire' growled at that) I was trying to lure her away from this place so they could deal with her personally. They offered an ungodly sum for me to do this and I agreed. I rather like my cushy life and she would have been a good tumble. The vampire's hand tighten around his neck, fingernails embedding into the skin. Alucard's head bent back down. His tongue hung out and slowly lapped the blood upward along his punctured neck causing another shivering tremble though him.

"Don't kill me please, I want to live." The man pleaded his guts out.

"Really?" A free finger moves to the front of his neck and 'claws' into the soft flesh as the finger moves across his neck in a scribing pattern. A word David believes has been carved into his neck. Alucard lets go, steps away and grins right into the surveillance camera.

"Alucard, what did you do?" voice cracking as tiny rivulets of blood drip from the nonfatal cuts.

Grinning widely he answers in a suddenly feminine voice. "You are a traitor so I labeled you as one, for all to see." David's jaw dropped as Annabel's fiery blue eyes peek out from over the sunglasses before she exits without another word.

Alucard, in brown slacks and blue button shirt, watched all and heard all from the control room. He could almost feel the fear rippling off the scum cousin. He felt pride in his mate as she acted convincingly to David and with the littlest physical effort to make him squeal. Although, if it was him, he would inflict a little more pain.

This turned him on immensely and went to claim her body and soul, never mind his battered human state. He found her in her chambers, yanked her to him, and kissed her with great fervor, still clad in his outfit.

Annabel and Alucard, who was still human, made passionate and ravenous love in Annabel's room. Alucard laid on his stomach, head resting on his hands. Annabel laid on her side to his right. Her fingers trailed along his bare back, when the thought came.

"I am yours, Alucard?" She asked sweetly.

"Yes." He answered lazily.

"Good." She whipped up onto his back, grabbed his right arm and twisting it to his back, pinning him down. She proceeded to write her name into his back, delicately burning his skin. He growled in protest. With that done, she proclaimed. "That means you are also Mine, Batty Bastard!" Then, she bent down, kissed, and licked the new scar, still holding the arm in place.

"You're going to pay for that. No one marks The No Life king!"

"Well, No one marks Annabel, The Great Phoenix, either. So we're even!" He growled into the pillow. "Don't worry, Red; it'll probably disappear when you become your Lordly undead self again." She released his arm and let him clobber her in a fierce embrace.

Three days later, while in his chambers, Alucard felt an overwhelming flush run through his body. His heart stopped cold and teeth grew and sharpened into glistening fangs. Crimson red blossomed back into his eyes as the surge of otherworldly energy poured into him. Bruises and cuts healed in seconds and he basked in the power he held again. He stretched and flexed his sorely missed vampire body, when he noticed that not all the cuts had healed away. Scar tissue from Annabel's flowery calligraphy was still there on his back.

He roared her name making all the pane glass windows in the mansion shutter.

In another part of the manor, in the Kitchen, Annabel was pounding at a lump of dough while Seras sipped at her now favorite fruit drink, the one that Annabel made and 'spiked' especially for her. It still left Annabel puzzled that Seras still could not taste or smell the blood in it as she was slowly upping the amount she put in it.

"I wish I could live off this, instead of the disgusting blood Master makes me drink." The little vampire remarked.

'Oh, Seras, if you only knew.' thinking and pondering if it was the right time to tell her what was really in the drink, when she gasped at the very sudden and the very welcomed sensation tingling at the back of her skull.

The two spoke at the same time.

"Alucard!"

"Master!"

Annabel's floury hands shot into the air. "My Red is back!" hooting gleefully until she feels a low rumble vibrate though the walls along with her name.

"Uh oh!" the feeling not so welcomed now. Annabel's eyes darted for the nearest exit. "Nice knowing you Seras, you're in my Will!" and bounded out the door.

A few moments later Alucard's form flashed by his fledgling, who was still sitting and drinking that fruity concoction.

"I'm going to kill you, woman!" He yelled.

'And drink her dry.

And throw her off the roof.

And drive her mad with anger.

And claw his name allover her body.

And make her scream his name a thousand times over.

And…...'

THE END… FOR NOW… FOREVER… WHO KNOWS…

Thank you everyone for sticking with me to the end. your adoration is appreciated. I hope you liked. I know its the end but still review. Review like you've never reviewed before! Inspire me to write a sequel! Or anything! Give ideas on what you'd like to see happen to Annabel or Alucard or anyone! I did leave a few minor things open. WINK WINK, NUDGE NUDGE. I'm Out. BYE I'll miss YOU ALL! at least until I post something again which will be a while.