“You should be more careful,” said the fabled Lady in White, as she went about cleaning up the place, trying to make it safer for when the injured awoke, or medical attention came for them.
“I didn’t know I needed to,” said Seras. “After all, FREAKS don’t stay behind, and they take out usually everyone.”
“FREAKS,” muttered LiW. “Yes, that does suit them very well. I’ve heard of monsters in Juuban with more restraint than those things.
“No matter, Master Ranma will dispatch them. Creatures like them deserve no mercy.”
“Ranma?”
She turned towards the blond vampire, wondering if she could have had the option to retain her old hair color. Nodding, she returned to her work. “My name is Nabiki.”
“Okay,” mumbled Seras, now at least having something to call the strange vampire other than ‘Lady in White’. “Why are you here?”
“We were coming for blood,” responded Nabiki, dumping some more stuff in the trash can, as she resumed straightening up. “Don’t think us as trouble-makers,” she added. “We merely came to quietly swipe what would be outdated tomorrow. These places usually hold it the extra day for just-in-case measures.”
“And when you arrived...”
“Those FREAKS were running,” said Nabiki. “Master Ranma went after them and left me to tend to the survivors. Luckily, the FREAKS were more in the mood for a ‘dine and dash’ as it were, so there were only injuries, no deaths.”
Seras nodded, wondering how this Master of Nabiki’s would fair against the FREAKS. Even she didn’t take them on without heavy backup. It wasn’t so much a question of skill, but the fact they were just hard-ass little problems to put down and keep down. “Why are you helping them?” she asked.
Nabiki turned towards the sleeping staff. “One of my Master’s main tenants is to always protect the weak. And while we can understand the need for them to feed, to do so in such a violent manner is not something that will be tolerated.”
Nabiki slowly stood up, checking the IV drips, as she continued. “Plus, it helps Master with one problem he used to have.”
“And that is?” asked the blond vampire.
“To kill things that he must.”
Ranma stared at the vampire across from him, his sword still in hand, and the case of blood beside him.
Only in Tokyo could I run across a vampire Carmen SanDiego.
Alucard had slowly faded into view after Ranma drew his sword, calling out ‘whoever’s there’, which did surprise the old vampire that someone had been able to sense him.
“Quite some skills you have their, young one,” said Alucard with a bow.
Ranma nodded slowly. “Are you here for trouble as well?”
Alucard smiled. “No, I merely come for ... the hunt that you’ve taken care of. Though I would have done better should the task have fallen to my hands.”
“Well it didn’t,” said Ranma, continuing to keep an eye on the powerful vampire. “So why are you still here?”
“Why to meet you,” said Alucard. “Your activities have caught the attention of some very powerful people.”
“And I should care about that ... because?”
Alucard smirked, liking the young blood’s attitude. “Because they have been slaying such beasts longer than you have been.”
“Whatever,” spat Ranma. “I got enough to deal with without some zealots with delusions of super-hero wet dreams coming after me.”
“Then perhaps you would like to meet the lady I work for. She would be interested to meet someone as yourself.”
For a moment, Alucard could have swore he heard the man mumble something about ‘supernatural fiancées’ and ‘gutting pandas’; though why, he could not discern.
Ranma sighed, letting out frustration he had been building at the thought of a possible fiancée with supernatural ties. My old man probably did do something like that.
But Nabiki is right. We’ll need allies sooner or later. Those blood banks are gonna be upping security after these attacks hit the news. And if they do, we’ll need supplies of blood through other channels. “Why should I trust you?”
“I could have dispatched you easily if I so desired.”
“Not likely,” snarled Ranma. “I’m a lot better than I look, and unlike a lot of people, I didn’t change much when I changed.”
Alucard merely kept his smile going, remembering how much it sometimes infuriated Integra, but the boy seemed to almost be mirroring it. “Perhaps a dual one day to see?” he proposed, wondering if perhaps he had found an adversary aside from that mad monk with a bible fetish who perhaps could give him the thrill of combat.
Ranma’s smirked changed, showing ... excitement. “Of course.
“But I do have to get going. Appointments to keep and all,” muttered Ranma. School was starting to become a real pain. Ever since the change, Kuno had not let up on his attacks of the ‘foul sorcerer’, Kodachi had gone to goth, and some weird kid with sunken eyes was always trying to get something or another from him, usually blood.
“Very well,” said Alucard. “Perhaps tomorrow night?”
Ranma nodded. “How am I supposed to get in contact with you if I want to meet your boss?”
“We’ll find you,” said the man in red, as he faded from sight.
Ranma could only sigh as he reached into his pocket, pulling out a small device that he could sense was releasing some signal. “Why do they always think no one will find these things? Like I wasn’t going to see him tossing it at me.”
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