Title: Alucard vs The Cullens

Rated: T

A/N: Finally. The long awaited third chapter. You guys probably thought you wouldn't live to see the day but I'm here to fulfil your sick desires as well as my own. Now, without further ado, enjoy! P.S I'm kinda fucking sorry

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Upon making his way back to England, with his skinned fur pelts and bloody hearts in tow, Alucard began to think to himself, was there a possibility that more of these weakened shadows of true vampires existed anywhere else in the universe? The thought of his suspicions being true made him feel a bit peckish, but all the more disturbed. He found it hard to believe his descendants of darkness could be reduced to scum known as the Cullens.

He was nearing the destination of his private helicopter sent by Integra, courtesy of the Hellsing organization. Silently making his way into it with his souvenirs carefully hidden in who knows where, he made his way back to England. Back to his Master, and the police girl. Oh what a tale of idiocy he was to soon share with them. The thought of their baffled reactions forced a smile to his face.

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England: The Hellsing Manor

Integra sat solemnly at her desk, with her pristine white gloves intertwined. With Walter by her side, waiting for her every order. Seras happened to be off at the moment training with the Wild Geese, she had no idea what was in store for her when Alucard arrived back. Which was…

In a fragment of a second Alucard appeared before Integra and Walter. Integra put down the field report she was looking over and gave her undivided attention to the Nosferatu.

"I've come back, my Master." Alucard announced in a smooth voice.

"Yes, I see," Integra replied placing a cigar between her lips, as Walter lit it. "So, how did the mission go?"

Alucard began to give a dark, long, chuckle reminiscing on the event. Remembering their pathetic cries for life and pleas for forgiveness left him with an absurd feeling of comic.

"If I may ask, my Master," Alucard began "Whoever informed you about those beings I destroyed in America being powerful must have been a very foolish man."

"What are you talking about?" Integra spoke defensively. Alucard caught himself giggling a lot as of late, it's just, the memory of his slaughter was so foolish he couldn't help BUT laugh. If he didn't laugh at this he'd be pissed off instead. To think his valuable time and awaited anticipation for some fun where all wasted on swine.

"Those fools I eradicated, those so called threats, were nothing more than bugs wriggling around at my feet." Alucard said in a sinister way. Integra raised a brow at his choice of words. Filled with sincerity. If Alucard found this task to be a waste of his time, then she knew he'd feel the same for the one she was to assign him today!

"Alucard, I actually have a mission for you and Seras to do today." Integra declared trying to change the subject. Alucard gave his head a slight tilt as he stared directly at the leader of Hellsing. "A very important mission."

"Oh?"

"I'm going to send you to Tuscany, Italy." Integra took an especially long drag from her cigar. "We've heard rumors of their being an ancient vampire cult residing in the Volterra castle. Their connections to many dangerous vampire cults around the world would be of vital information to the Hellsing organization."

"Volterra?" Alucard said as if the name rung a bell.

"Do you know of them?" Integra questioned.

Alucard snickered. "Of course not. It just sounded so familiar."

Integra gave a hinted smirk as she delicately removed the expensive cigar from her mouth. "My orders. Search and destroy. Over."

He had to be honest, Alucard knew these self-proclaimed vampires wouldn't put up much of a fight, just as the Cunt bags he killed hours ago had. But he knew it was a direct order and he had no right to complain, after all, killing was killing, and that was his favorite activity.

"As you wish, my Master." Alucard said, giving a slight bow to his head. With his orders given, and his destination set he was on his way to defeat the Vulvatori. (Joke intended)

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Before heading out to Italy, Alucard had retrieved Seras from her training with the Wild Geese. On their way to their jet Seras seemed to have been informed on the mission to the Volterra castle hours prior to Alucards arrival. With the meaningless prattle out of the way Alucard had suddenly remembered the gifts he had brought back to his little underling.

Rummaging through his red over coat he pulled out a strange foreign object from his inner pocket. Seras glanced over and soon noticed what this was. A heart! And a very fresh looking one at that.

"I thought you might enjoy this, police girl." Alucard said with a sly grin as he passed the organ over to the young Draculina. Seras whimpered in alarm as she tossed it around with both hands flabbergasted and slightly disgusted, but she was nonetheless thankful her beloved Master thought of her on his travels. She couldn't help feeling jubilant.

"Thank you Master." She said with a bright smile. Alucard continued on ahead with his signature smile still plastered to his face.

"If you want to please me then promise me you'll show no one any mercy during the hunt, got that? Seras Victoria."

"Right Sir!" She saluted enthusiastically.

Alucard couldn't help but start to look forward to the journey ahead. These so called vampires, the Volturi, were in for a hell of a fucking ride.

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Hours later and they had finally arrived in front of the Volterra castle. It was nearly almost midnight where they were right now. Alucard took a deep inhale as he calmly shut his eyes to get an aroma of the night. He felt as if he were at his peak right now during this magnificent night, with the moon shining brightly in the sky. But alas, with all this he didn't sense an ounce of power nearby. He began to ponder how on earth anyone knew that vampires resided here. I mean, he was the Vampire fucking King. If he couldn't sense it, then who on earth fucking could?

Distracted from his thoughts he turned his attention to Seras, who stood beside him waiting for him to say something. She seemed to be slightly nervous to be going on a mission so far away from England. Alucard leisurely placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. Seras flinched at the contact but quickly looked up to Alucard.

"Don't worry, you'll do just fine." Alucard said in his normal tone of voice. Seras nodded in reassurance. They both walked over to the vacant entrance of the old castle side by side. Ready to start their blood bath. Alucard couldn't help but let a neurotic smile cross his face.

As the two genuine vampires entered the building, they noticed a fluttering light at the end of the hall. It seemed to be coming from a room that was completely candle lit. Seeming as though their minds were synchronized, the pair moved forward without tact.

Like animals, a vampires senses were sensitive to danger. But these two vampires literally felt nothing. Alucard usually never felt threatened, even from vampires in the same category of Luke Valentine, but still, not even a natural sense is what he felt. Even Seras, basically new to the world of the undead didn't look the least bit concerned for the situation. If Alucard had learned anything from his experience, he knew the upcoming task was going to be just as pitiful as the quarrel with the Cuntllens. But maybe this time his egotistical tendencies could spread themselves in an entirely different light, which was always fun.

Nearing the room Alucard and Seras began to hear the voices of people that seemed to be talking like they were from the old times. If Alucard was that kind of person he'd roll his eye. Seras was grasping onto her Harkonnen as she wait idly next to the entrance, waiting for Alucard to make the first move. And boy, did he.

With his hair flowing to left with life, he slowly walked his way into the large room. It looked to be some type of throne room. Four "vampires" sat atop the thrones, while many others governed the ground. Each of them saw Alucard making his way into the room. Some of them could sense an indescribable evil emitting from the outsider. Some of them stood with horrified expression backing away into the nearby wall, while others took on a nonchalant attitude and stood their ground. However, the four that governed the thrones looked down in amusement. Snickering here and there as if they were some kind of badasses. (LOL NOT)

Alucard stood directly in the middle of the large room. The flickering light of the candle lit chandelier peering off his handsome features. His long, messy hair was covering his eyes. All that could be seen on him was his amused smirk. Seras quickly stood behind him with a serious expression on her face. Her large weapon made some people in the room laugh out loud, but she ignored them.

One of the vampires in the middle throne broke the silence of laughter by slowly raising his hand. He seemed to be the leader. His dark hair was pushed back, and his eyes were a milky red. It was the leader of the Volturi, Aro. He gazed at Alucard, with the whites of his eyes incredibly noticeable. He looked somewhere between a heroin addict and a kid with severe autism. Either way he didn't look normal,

After a moment of silence the dusty vulva leader spoke.

"What brings…. you here." Aro trailed, not phrasing this as a question. When he spoke he had this sort of translucency to his voice, ya know, like a chronic heroin addict.

Alucard slowly peered his eyes towards him, the glowing red becoming especially prominent. Every vampire in the room gasped.

"Y-You are!" Someone uttered.

"Yes. I'm a vampire."

A mix of confusion and terror broke out between everyone in the room. The main four on top stood bewildered.

Aro looked to his colleagues as if to make a decision. They all seemed to share a mutual understanding. Aro, along with Caius, Marcus, and Jane stood from their thrones and in an instant appeared before their people. Aro stood ahead of them and gradually made his way toward the two.

"What are your names?" He asked in a whisper. They both paid no attention to his question. Knowing he wasn't going to get an answer, he changed the question.

"What can I do for you?" Still not a single utter.

"You respond when Aro speaks to you! You ingrates!" Caius yelled. Aro quickly motioned for him to stop him embarrassing reaction, knowing he didn't have his ugly hoe in line.

"Death has come for you." Alucard said letting his devilish grin adore his face. He reached into his pocket and slowly pulled out his .454 Casull gun. In an instant he shot three people standing in the back. He shot them clean in the forehead. As they all drop harshly to the ground, the spurting sound of fresh blood could be heard, and it was like music to his ears.

About to go on the defensive everyone in the room looked prepared for battle. Aro raised his hand and everyone quickly stood in their tracks.

"Enough gentlemen, we shouldn't let a death or two ruin this perfectly civilized conversation."

Aro progressed directly in front of Alucard and was close enough to feel his evil aura emit. He leaned toward Alucard and spoke words softly into his ear. Trying to be intimidating but failed.

"What is it I can do for you, my child?"

Now that was the last straw. He couldn't resist the urge to break out in a hysteric laughter any longer. This was just too fucking rich. Alucards demonic laugh filled the room in seconds. He nearly kneeled over from how hard he was laughing. Everyone in the room, including Seras flinched from his sudden outburst. Aro looked at him as if slightly irritated. But ne noticeably took many steps back.

As Alucards fit died down he wiped away beads of red blood that threated to fall from his eye. The Nosferatu hadn't had a laugh like that in a century. Letting out a few more surges of laughter Alucard spoke in a husky voice.

"Child? A bit rude, don't you think." Alucard said smiling in amusement. "Who exactly do you think I am brat?!" Alucard barked harshly.

"Master." Seras said unconsciously.

"And, who might you be…Mr.?" Aro said opening out his arms quizzically. Alucard looked at him intently with his red eyes looking extra menacing.

Alucard smiled wide letting his sharp white teeth show. "Oh, you'll find out soon enough."

Taking that as a threat Aro instantly ordered the invaders annihilation. "Jane, attack them."

In an instant the Cat in the Hat reject hoe spoke her single deadly word, aimed toward Seras.

"Pain."

Strangely many seconds passed and nothing happened. Jane gave a confused expression. Her lazy eyes prominence was duly noted. She soon gave a higher concentration to her power but still nothing seemed to happen. She received a brain fart and gave up the task entirely. Their trump card was basically useless up against that of Seras and Alucard. All the vampires of the Volturi stood utterly mind fucked.

"How could this be! "Caius roared. All the heads shared his confusion. Was it possible they were dealing with a shield?

"Haven't you ever perfected the talent of using your third eye?" Alucard mentioned. "My fledgling may be the lowest of the low, but she still knows when her priority calls forth her will."

Alucard raised his gun, and Seras was right behind him. His sadistic pleasures were calling forth to him as he pulled out the Jackal. Both of his guns pointing in opposite direction of each other, the bullets awaiting sweet release. Seras gave an expression of determination, and another part of her wanted to make her Master proud of her. Either way, it was a good combination for a massacre.

Seras pointed her canon to Jane. Giving a loud yell she blasted an entire round into her skull alone.

Everyone began to panic, as they lashed themselves toward the pair in hopes of overpowering them by numbers. Silly fools, didn't they know this was the way he liked it? Without the numbers it wouldn't be a true bloodbath.

Alucard began firing off rounds in every direction with unparalleled accuracy. One by one bodies fell to the ground, dead with the first shot. Soon they realized they weren't getting hit by normal bullets. Their eyes widened as some of them tried to run away petrified.

These so called ancient vampires were like scared children about to get spanked. They were fucking pathetic. Cries of agony filled the room. Alucard couldn't help but laugh aloud as he continued to unmercifully kill these bastards.

Alucard glanced over to Seras and noticed she was using hand to hand combat now.

'She must have run out of ammunition' Alucard thought to himself with admiration toward his fledgling. 'She must have done a lot of killing'. He thought it would be a great idea to follow suit toward the remaining three of the Vulvatori. He chuckled as he walked up to them placing away his two weapons.

"Master, there are reinforcements from all over the building coming in!" She yelled as she was tearing though the limbs of the easy targets before her. Alucard was pretty satisfied with taking things slow, but for a change of pace he decided to release his Cromwell restrictions. He always loved the faces of people seconds away from pissing themselves before his monstrous glory.

Aro and his closest colleagues watched from afar as their people were being slaughtered like pigs, by just two vampires! Feeling as if it were his obligation to step in, Aro ordered his two remaining elites to enter the battle. They moved forward hesitantly.

As the onslaught continued Aro watched in utter disbelief. He has never seen anything like this in his entire lifetime. And here before him he was watching the divine supremacy of Alucard. He almost felt honored being before him but would never admit it because he's a dumbass.

All of a sudden the loud, demonic cry from the Hellhound of Baskerville shrieked loudly for all to hear. The millions of spiritual orbs flooded the ground beneath everyone's feet. As if hell was alone in the confinements of this now seemingly small room.

The dog raised high then instantly swished down and swallowed five full grown vampires whole, turning their bodies into mincemeat. The terror began as gun shots were being fired from all direction of the black masses of emitted energy. A simultaneous act of gun shots being fired and Baskerville eating multiple people is what drastically decreased the Voltori's numbers. Seras was killing the last remaining few, all that was left were Aro, along with Marcus, and Caius but near dead.

Alucard called back his familiars as he returned to his normal crimson apparel. Seras and Alucard slowly walked toward the pathetic creatures with their natural vampiric grace accompanying then. Alucard stood tall above Marcus as Seras stood next to Caius. Alucard gave a satisfied smirk when he saw the aching plea for release coming from the petty man laboring the ground. The old vampire slowly raised his arm from the ground, the long digits shaking uncontrollably.

Alucard leaned down and grabbed the man by the head. His hand was so big it was as if it was a perfect fit around the man's skeleton like face. Alucard began to squeeze the hard bone. The dusty vampire began to grasp onto Alucards arm in a futile effort to escape but to no avail.

"Goodbye, you won't be missed." Alucard hummed with a sadistic tone. Everyone in the room watching the horrendous act knew Alucard was enjoying his game of torture a little too much, the cries and chocked sound for help made everyone wince.

In seconds the pressure finally gave away and the head exploded with popping noise. Marcus's face was reduced to a crumble of bone, tissues, and blood. Alucard slowly stood and gave Aro a stare, as if saying

'You're next'

Aro seemed to have heard it. He backed away harshly like a coward, falling to the ground multiple times. As Alucard approached closer he began to scream in fear. Alucards laugh seemed to be radiating through his mind like an insane chant.

"S-Stay away! MONSTER! AHHH!" Aro yelled trying to shield his face.

Seras just had to look away when she heard the blood turning screams the pathetic leader was giving. She knew this was their job, but she couldn't deny the fear she had of Alucard in situations like this. She turned her focus toward Caius and decided to just rip his head as clean as she could manage. Ripping it off and dropping it to the ground, she turned to see Aluards work and nearly fell over.

"M-Master, you've really outdone yourself this time?" Seras said trying to lighten the atmosphere. Alucard just turned toward the exit in turn. Seras scurrying behind him. She took one last look to Aro, who was right now just pile of meat and grime on the ground, like filth. He wasn't identifiable, all of his organs were squashed like water balloons, and his bones ground to dust.

As they made their way back to England things were quiet. Alucard imagined what it would be like if someone like Anderson were assigned the task of killing the Voltori, the image made him happy for some reason.

He gazed over toward Seras, who looked to be on the verge of sleep. He was thankful for now that their mission was over, and sleep didn't sound like a bad idea. Maybe he'd dream of the glorious night. The night of death.