Lynch8man: so fucking tired!

Naruto: this is boring!

Alucard/Sasuke: shut up

Lynch8man: ugh

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Tsukune smirked, "It's good to see you again, Walter." Walter smiled warmly at him. "Walk with me." Alucard smirked and followed, removing his hat. Alucard shifted his gaze to a painting of a gorgon. "Is Sir Integra still around, or did she finally bite the dust?" Walter's expression appeared somewhat pained. "Unfortunately so." Alucard nodded. Walter broke out of his sadness, and looked at Alucard, "I have some new guns for you when you are ready." Alucard nodded, again. "I will be the dorm's servant for the time being." Alucard smiled and walked off towards his room. When he arrived, he fell back on his bed. 'This is tiring.' He thought. He pulled out his magnum, that had the words, 'Jesus Christ' on the sides, and began to rub a piece of cloth on it. Alucard looked out the window, "Master..." He said quietly to himself. As the sun went down, Alucard rose from his bed, "I will have to ask Walter for a coffin later." He said to himself. Outside his window, he noticed something, he saw a student, he had transformed, becoming what appeared to be a werewolf. He was going to think nothing of it, but saw Moka. His eyes widened and he crashed through the window.

The werewolf grinned at Moka, even after she became her inner form, she underestimated his strength. His speed was lacking though. "Screw that Tsukune bastard. Why don't you become my bitch instead of him!" All she did was glare at him. He grinned wider, "Maybe I just have to fuck the answer outta you!" He shouted grabbing her skirt. Before he could violate her, his hand froze. "Leave my friend alone." An apathetic toned Mizore said coming from behind a tree. The werewolf grunted and with great effort, closed his clawed hand, shattering the ice. The werewolf licked his lips, "Looks like I'll have two mates!" Moka gave a look of disgust and attempted to kick the wolf's back, but his tail grabbed her leg, pulling her upside down. "Oh~? Itching for some punishment~? I'll gladly oblige!" Before anyone cold react, the mood changed.

The moon had turned a bloody red. The wind blew erratically. From the shadows of the trees came, Alucard, he held his twin magnums towards the wolf. "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't reduce you into a pile of meat," he said, his pentagram eyes glowing bright in the dark forest. The wolf growled, "Don't underestimate me!" It shouted, dropping Moka, running towards Alucard, full sprint. The young demon grinned, side stepping right as the wolf came close, giving a pivot so he could face the wolf's back. "Too slow." The wolf groweld loudly. "Quit messing around and fight me!" He snarled. Alucard gave a toothy grin. He pointed his guns at the wolf, "In the name of my Father, pure souls of the living shall be banished into eternal damnation. Amen." He said, grinning. The wolf jumped for him, swinging his huge claw at the demon. Alucard's head, or what was left of it, made a sickly cracking sound. The top half of his head, had been knocked off, grey matter spilling to the ground, his blood pooling on the floor below. But, his body didn't fall. His head slowly molded itself back together, his bone structure rebuilding itself. The blood came back to him, as if it had a mind of its own, returning to its master.

When Alucard's head reformed, the wolf snarled, "What the hell are you?!" Alucard grinned, bowing, "I am simply one HELL of a devil." The demon grinned holding out his magnums again, and the cartridges fell out, and he threw them into the air. From his pockets he pulled out two new cartridges, the guns landed perfectly on the cartridges. Alucard pointed them at the wolf. "Silver hollowed tipped bullets, filled with holy water, purified by the Pope himself." He pulled the trigger, the bullet exploded in the wolf's chest, and again, and again, and again! Alucard was obliterating the damn wolf scum. The wolf's head exploded, leaving pieces of grey matter and skull fragments on the ground. Alucard didn't stop, he kept shooting until there was only blood and grey matter left. When he stared at, what was left of, his defeated enemy, he gave a wide, insane grin. A voice, from nowhere, shattered what was left of the quiet night, "Very well done," it said, "my son." Alucard ran his fingers through the blood that was left on the ground. "Not even worth my effort," he said, "what a waste." In that moment, Moka knew, this wasn't Tsukune anymore, or was it? Could it all have been a Facade? Moka had to know. But inner Moka knew one thing about this man, she wanted him. She needed him. He was stronger than anyone she'd met. Maybe even more than her father.

When the mood returned to normal, Alucard made his exit, leaving a scared Mizore and a speechless Moka. Moka broke out of her stupor and followed Alucard into the forest. Mizore, scared as she was, followed Moka. When Moka finally caught up to Alucard, she shouted, "Tsukune! What happened to you? What happened to the normal stupid y-" Before she could finish her statement, Alucard disappeared, in a murder of crows. Mizore caught up to Moka, bumping into her back, "W-Woops! Where's Tsukune?" Moka looked behind her, and saw Alucard standing right behind Mizore. She sucked in a sharp breath. Alucard gave a wide grin. "What happened?" He said, scaring the bejeezes out of Mizore, "I remembered who I am." Moka narrowed her eyes, "What does that mean?" Alucard laughed lightly. From the shadows, a man wearing an old English butler outfit appeared, "It means he remembers his life before you knew him." Mizore screamed. Moka mentally rolled her eyes. Alucard smiled, "Did you find what I was looking for, Walter?" Walter smiled, bowing, he nodded, "Yes, Master Alucard." Alucard looked back at Moka, "Your movements are too slow, and not strong enough." What?! Moka's face was filled with shock and anger. Who was HE to call HER weak? He's just a- "I am not...a human," Alucard said, reminding her. Great, now he- "No, I can't read minds. The thoughts are just written on your face." Moka twitched her eye, getting a little agitated. Alucard turned to walk towards the boy's dorm, but ducked, dodging one of Moka's kicks. He gave a wide grin, "Ah~! Are you looking for a fight?" Moka narrowed her eyes, "You're not Tsukune." Alucard chuckled, "I know it's hard to believe, but it is the truth." Moka swung her leg again, "How dare you call me weak?! Know your-" With one swift movement, Alucard grabbed her leg and swung her to the ground, with one hand behind his back. When she got up she gave a face filled with rage. Alucard gave a twisted grin, "That's right, young one! Show me your power, get angry, it fuels you!" Moka knew he was just trying to get to her, but she didn't care at the point. "YOU call ME young?!" She shouted at him.

"Stop messing around and show me your power!" Alucard shouted with sadistic glee. Moka sprinted forward accepting the No Life King's offer. She swung her leg as hard as she could at his head. Alucard smirked, putting one hand out, stopping the kick with one hand, not flinching, not even moved. "As I said before, you are weak! You rely solely on your leg strength and not on your arm strength! What happens when you sprain your ankle or break a bone?" Moka made a 'tch' sound. Not because it made her mad, but because what he was saying was right. If she hurts her legs, she'd be useless in a fight. Alucard glanced at Mizore, "And you," he said, "you could be strong, but you're too shy, your emotions aren't hardened!"

Mizore physically flinched. Unable to form words. Alucard was waiting for an explanation, when he heard footsteps. "Moka! What's going on!?" The voice belonged to Kurumu. Alucard glanced back to her and gave his old small. "There's nothing wrong, Kurumu-chan." Moka felt a shiver. Alucard... Why is that name so familiar? I need to figure out who this Alucard really is...

...

Unknown Place

"Soon dear sister," a voice said, "we will be together again. Whether you like it... or not..."

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Lynch8man: OOOOO! CLIFFHANGER!

Naruto: *facepalms*