Slowly walking past James' door, a soft melody caught Walter's old ears. It a been nearly eight years since James had picked up his violin, but even as a little boy, James played it so very well. Walter would often walk by his room every night and stand outside his door listening to the lovely sound James had been mastering that night. It would always be the same routine. Walter would walk down to James' room with a blood packet in a bucket of ice, but would wait to enter the room and would stay outside listening. The music would play for a few moments, but then would stop. This was then fallowed by the sound of a young James laughing inside of his room and then saying, "You may come in now, Walter."

What fond memories, Walter thought to himself. The music ended, but only this time there was no kind voice to welcome him into his room. Walter waited a few seconds, then finally pushed open the door. He didn't bother knocking this time.

James was sitting on his coffin, scribbling down notes on staff paper. Right beside him sat his journal.

"Hello, James." Walter said, resting the bucket down on a small table. James suddenly looked up in surprise.

"Oh!" He said, shooting up from where he sat and bowing respectfully. "Hello, Walter. I didn't even hear you come in."

Walter laughed a little. "I stood outside your door and listened to you play for a little while."

James' expression grew nervous. "Is that true? I didn't even sense you out there..." he said turning away and sitting back down.

This was odd, Walter thought to himself as he rested against the stone wall of the room. "How peculiar..."

James seemed uneasy. He pale skin was glossed over in a cool sweat, and Walter noticed that as he wrote, his hands were shaking.

"Is there...something the matter, James?" Walter asked slowly placing his hand on James' shoulder, to which caused James to jump at the touch. "You're trembling"

Quickly looking up at Walter, James gave him a nervous smile. "Forgive me Walter, tonight I am not feeling so well." He answered.

"Ah...pre-war jitters" Walter said with a sigh.

For a moment, James stopped writing and looked up with a somewhat cold stare. "I suppose..." He answered. "I feel...anxious..."

"As some young men do. It's not uncommon." Walter said walking around James' stone wall room. "I was the same way...well so to speak." Walter smiled as he came to a picture of Seras holding a young James in her arms. "Your Father can tell you so many stories of our time together during the war. Good chaps, everyone of them who lost their lives fighting. It seemed that when we were out there, we were invincible. It was as if were gods clashing together and enjoying everyone moment of it. It's so strange..." Walter said running his fingers along the frame of the picture hanging on the wall. "In all that slaughter...in all that chaos...we loose ourselves in having the time of our lives."

Walter was silent for a moment, but then was startled when James' suddenly appeared beside him.

"You'll have to forgive me Walter..." James said slowly. "But I wish to rest now..."

Walter looked at James with cautious eyes. For a split second in time, Walter could of swore that James was Alucard. Slowly smiling, Walter turned and faced him. "Of course, James." He said slowly walking towards the door. All the way over, he felt a pair of devil's eyes piercing the back of his head. As Walter pulled on the handle, he stopped. "Rest well, James."

Fluttering her eyes, Seras could hear the sound of soft rain falling against the window seal. The sound of slow breathing then caught her ear. Opening her eyes, she saw the silhouette of someone standing over her. "Mmm.." Seras said yawning.

Finally, the figure's face was revealed. In Seras' sleep filled eyes, she knew who it was, and for the first time in a long time, felt warm. "Hello, Master..." She said in a sleepy voice with a small smile. It must have been the fact that Seras was still half asleep, because she slowly reached open her arms to him as if inviting him for a hug. Seras had closed her eyes again at this point and slowly felt herself begin to drift back off into sleep. She was startled when she felt her hand being pulled up off of the couch.

"Wake up." Alucard said in a short voice. Seras immediately opened her eyes, feeling a tingling sensation crawl across her skin. Everything started coming back to her.

"Master!" She said covering her mouth with her hands. She had completely forgotten that she had been out with Yves that night. "Oh Master...I'm so sorry."

Seras expected to see anger in her Master's eyes, but instead he simply stared at her for a moment, then slowly turned his head and walked towards a large window, over looking the garden outside. "Seras." He said coldly. "Come here."

Seras hesitated, but then quickly made her way to where her Master stood. She didn't dare look at his face, but straight ahead of her. She could see both of their reflections in the window.

Alucard was silent for a moment. He stared straight ahead of him through the rain drenched window. Just when Seras went to sigh, Alucard spoke.

"Do you miss being mortal, Police girl?"

What?! Seras thought to herself. She never thought she would ever hear her master ask such a question. She didn't know what to say, but then again, she knew the answer. "I-I...I mean-

"This is the only time of night that I can dream, Seras." He said with some what of a smile.

Seras looked at her master confusingly. "Dream, Master?"

"When darkness melts, and the sun bleeds into the sky, for those few moments in time, I dream. That is the border, between heaven and hell, that is where I rest. Even in all of night's torment, I can find peace...even if it's only for a few moments."

This was strange. Seras knew her Master, and this...person was certainly NOT her master. Well...she had never seen this side of him anyway. She could tell this was something that he wouldn't normally share. Perhaps he was right. Maybe these few moments before the sun has fully risen, changes him.

"Seras..." Alucard started. "If you should ever feel that you are left alone...this is where you will find me."

Sadness filled Seras as looked down at her feet. "I feel...I feel that I am always left alone." Seras said turning her head to face him. "And that you are no where to be found."

Alucard didn't bother turning to look at her. Seras didn't want him to. It was apparent that her Master wasn't in his usual state of mind. It wasn't until a loud scream pierced their ears. It came from James' room, down the hallway.

Before Seras even had a chance to turn and look at Alucard, he head already vanished. Spinning around, Seras ran at lightning speed down the dark hallway until she reached James' door and literally bursted through it.

There, pushed up against the stone wall, was Yves with James' hand wrapped around his throat. Seras looked in horror to see that James' face was a sickly shade of white and that his eyes had gone completely black. He was snarling, which frightened Seras. His long hair flared from behind him as continued to strangle Yves with his powerful hand. In her horror, she saw Yves gasping for breath as his tried to push James off of him.

"JAMES!" Finally screamed. She ran up and grabbed his wrist that held up Yves. "HAVE YOU GONE MAD!"

The look on James' face scared her. He was snarling like a hungry wolf. She could see dark blue veins slowly appear from under his skin. It was amazing. Seras was pulling his wrist with all her strength and he didn't even budge. Right has Seras lost her grip, silver threads suddenly wrapped around James' arm and began to cut through his skin.

Falling to the ground, Seras turned to see Walter standing at the door with his fingers wrapped around the silver threads. As suddenly as the threads appeared, so did Alucard, right beside James.

"James." Alucard said shortly. "What exactly do you think your doing?"

James' slowly turned his shaking, sweat drenched head and faced his father over his shoulder. In a crazed daze, James slowly replied. "Eu foamei" He said in a raspy voice. Opening his mouth wide, James bit down on the razor sharp threads and yanked them off with a jerk of his head.

Both Walter and Seras gasped in shock. Even Alucard never did that before. Seras was in the most disbelief. This wasn't James' ultimate form when he fought or became angry, no...this was another form. A sickly, trembling creature who spoke a language she didn't even knew HE knew.

James suddenly tightened his grip on Yves throat, causing Yves' nose to bleed. This set off a trigger inside of James for a soon as his eyes caught sight of that blood, he opened his mouth wide and lunged forward toward Yves' neck. This, however, was interrupted by Alucard's fist crashing into the side of James' face, sending him flying across the room.

As soon as Yves hit the ground, he gasped for air and rolled onto his side. Seras immediately ran over to where he fell.

Before James had a chance to regain his posture, he was then grabbed by the throat himself and slammed against the stone wall, causing the wall to crack. James' fought back against his father, only to be slammed against the wall yet again.

"Hmm..." Alucard said, bitting his wrist and then holding it up to James. Seeing the blood, like a dog, James allowed his large tongue uncurl from his mouth to receive it.

Seeing that Alucard had James under control, Walter ran over to where Seras and Yves sat on the ground.

"Mr. Bernadotte! Are you alright? What in God's name happened?!" Walter asked in a panic.

Yves rubbed his bruised and sore throat and coughed. "He went fucking insane! Zats what happened! I thought I heard somezing moan from down here, so I came down here to see Jimmy and as soon as I walk through ze door, he's got me pinned against ze wall! Ouch!" Yves shouted coughing again as Seras rested her hands on his shoulders.

The sound of James falling to the ground caught their eyes, and they turned to see Alucard standing over his son. Seras gasped and went to stand up, only to be stopped.

"Be still, Police girl." Alucard instructed. "You humans are truly pieces of work indeed." Alucard said coldly. "My blood can only quench his thirst for so long."

"Alucard." Walter said quietly. "What-

"Not only did you keep the dog in the cage for too long..." started Alucard. "You forgot to feed him..."

The other three were silent for a moment.

"Feed him?!" Walter questioned, standing up. "Feed him?! I just brought down three more-

"Oh Walter, don't give me that bullshit!" Alucard said with a smile. "Dog food only pleases the appetite, but doesn't satisfy the craving. You CAN NOT just simply spoon feed this MONSTER his meal. My SON has yet to feed from a living human being."

Feed? Seras thought to herself. She had only fed once and that was off of Pip, but she does remember how restless she was before hand. But James was a full vampire, therefore his battle must be far worse.

"But who could he feed off of, Master?" Seras asked in a panic.

"No one." Walter answered coldly, causing Seras to look at him confusingly.

"But if he doesn't feed, he'll continue to become this...this thing, won't he?!" Seras shouted.

"Do you expect him to go out and feed off of anyone he pleases? You know that Sir Integra has absolutely forbidden that, Alucard." Walter stated. "What do you expect me to do? If Sir Integra were to find out that he endangered another soldier's life, she will confine him again."

Looking over to see that Seras was helping Yves rest his head on her lap until Walter could help her get him up, Alucard's smile turned into a angered expression. He slowly made his way towards the door.

"Then you tell our master not to dangle meat in front of a starving dog."

Sorry this took long, I have been SOO busy lately, but thinks are a little less hectic now so I should be updating a lot more :) Review please.