He had his jackal drawn and it was pointing towards Victoria.
The thing that really caught her attention was the fact that all daggers Ranma had thrown were buried in his chest, all except one. That one was buried in his hand, the same hand that was holding the gun. Alucard looked straight at Victoria, but then changed his gaze to look at Ranma.
A smirk crossed the vampire’s lips, and with a shrug of his shoulders all the silver daggers clattered to the floor.
Ranma moved the blades in front of him in preparation of an attack, the mask of fury was now replaced by a calm expression.
As both Integra and Walter recognised Alucard they relaxed a little, but they still had their weapons ready.
“ALU…” Integra began but never got time to finish the statement.
With a swift motion Alucard changed the aim of his gun from Victoria to rest exactly on Ranma’s heart.
Integra’s eyes widened.
Without hesitation Alucard fired at Ranma.
Ranma seemed to phase out of reality as he dodged, the bullet flying past him and hitting the stone wall. Ranma took off and headed straight towards the vampire, blades raised to decapitate the No Life King.
Everyone’s eyes opened wide as he did that, he moved so fast that it was hard seeing more then a blur.
Alucard fired another bullet at Ranma, who once again phased out and dodged it.
Ranma moved in zigzag as he dodged the two following bullets. The last had actually brushed against his shirt. Ranma gritted his teeth as he moved closer to the damned vampire, fully intent on killing the thing that had tried to shoot Ceres.
Ranma closed the gap between them and with a swift kick towards the vampire’s hand disarmed him. The gun flew through the room and clattered to the floor next to the wall.
Without losing the initiative Ranma stabbed the vampire through his chest. He then made an upwards slash with the other sword, digging deep into the vampire’s flesh.
He twisted the weapons to make maximal damage before kicking him backwards so that he could pull out the swords from the undead body. Alucard stumbled backwards, but didn’t fall to the floor in a pile of ash as Ranma expected.
Alucards smirk grew wider and showed his elongated teeth. The wounds seemed to simply disappear, and Ranma got the feeling that this wasn’t perhaps one of his most brilliant ideas.
Alucard moved like lightning and buried his fist into Ranma’s gut, he was too surprised to react in time. Alucard then simply swatted him away as if he was a fly. Ranma slammed into the solid stone wall, the impact creating a crater in the wall. The swords clattered to the floor next to him.
“ALUCARD!” Integra screeched and was about to fire her pistol into the insane vampire when something slammed into him.
Ranma was standing behind Alucard with one hand around the vampire’s neck, choking him, which would have worked if the vampire needed air.
Alucard lashed out and struck Ranma in the middle of the face, but to his surprise and all the others shock, he didn’t even flinch.
The pressure around Alucard’s increased to the degree that you could hear it snap. Ranma’s other hand was hitting the vampire between his shoulder blades with enough force to crack stone.
He then let go and backed away as Alucard tried to hit him again, and with a roundhouse kick aimed at Alucards head sent the vampire straight into the same wall he himself had hit only a few moments before.
The crater in the wall visibly enlarged.
Ranma launched himself towards the downed form of the vampire and began to pummel him with literary hundreds of blows.
Alucard ducked and kicked the human across the floor. He twisted in the air and landed gracefully on his feet, and as soon as he did that he launched himself back towards Alucard.
They began to trade blows at an unbelieving pace, blocking and dodging their opponent’s strikes gracefully.
Alucard’s smirk grew wider as he managed to deflect a blow aimed at his throat and with the opening created, returned with one of his own. The human twisted his body and took the blow to his shoulder instead of his throat.
The human was good, almost as good as Judas Priest. Good fights were hard to find, but he decided to end the little game now.
Both combatants kicked off each other to gain some room.
Alucard launched himself at the human, with too this point unparalleled speed, and was about to bury his fist into his chest to pull out his still beating heart.
To his extreme surprise the human managed to lean to the right, and avoided his strike.
The human turned around, so that he had his back to the vampire’s front, and grabbed the outstretched arm. He pulled the vampire’s arm forward and slammed his elbow backwards, right into the moving vampire.
Every single bone in his chest seemed to turn into small splinters, the lungs were ripped to shreds as the fragments pushed deeper through his body and his spine snapped apart in numerous places.
Alucard was just thankful that he wasn’t human, or that he needed his lungs, because if he had been, it would have hurt like hell, or more likely he would have been a corpse…. An inanimate corpse.
He followed up the devastating blow with a roundhouse kick that sent the vampire across the room, over a cursing Integra who threw herself to the floor as not to be hit by the vampire cannonball wannabe, and out through the closed window. Ranma dived too the floor and grabbed the handle of one of his swords and launched himself outside to pursue the vampire.
Ranma landed gracefully, raising the weapon and looking around for the vampire. Ranma still didn’t know exactly how strong his opponent was, but if the speed and strength were any indication he was a formidable opponent, much better then the vampire he had fought before.
He was extending his senses, trying to find any trace of the vampire.
He didn’t even need to try.
Alucard was impressed with the human, not even Judas Priest would have managed to fight him without his blades. Even though he would have loved to continue this fight, he had a vampire near his master that needed to be dealt with.
It wasn’t really a surprise that he had attacked at once without saying a single word, the vampire he had felt was quite strong, definitely not any of those weak freaks he had dealt with lately. She wasn’t anywhere near as strong as himself or Incognito, but enough to make him serious.
Then he had been surprised at the intervention from the human, he had barely materialized before he had a dozen or so silver daggers in his chest.
That was when he first noticed him, an unfamiliar kid wearing the formal Hellsing uniform.
It didn’t take a genius to figure out what was happening, they were one way or another trying to influence Integral. It wouldn’t have been to hard if they vampire was as powerful as he suspected. He decided to take the guy out in another way, even if he had picked up a thing or two the last five hundred years he wasn’t really a hand to hand fighter.
It was time to pull a trick out of his hat.
He had many tricks….. He did have a big hat.
He unlocked one of his seals and turned himself into liquid darkness once again.
Even though it was dark outside, the only light coming from smashed windows, he thought that at all of the sudden it seemed to grow darker and colder.
Ranma looked around, sword raised in preparation to defend himself. He could feel a little bit of his confidence disappear.
A shadow seemed to surround him, and a single crimson eye appeared and looked at him. It was different from Ceres eyes though, where hers were friendly and warm, these were cold and menacing.
He looked around quickly, and could see more of the red eyes looking back at him. The shadows seemed to draw closer, and small tendrils of it sipped out and tried to lash onto him.
He cut them apart with a couple of swift sweeps of his sword, but the shadows were still drawing closer, they stretched as far as he could see.
He could hear a spine-chilling laugh, one that would freeze the bravest men in place…. It was almost as bad as Kodachi’s.
The shadow had practically engulfed him before he decided to move.