School itself had been a small bust that day, especially after Kuno’s morning stupidity. Luckily, the deluded True Blunder didn’t return with the Senshi, nor did he return with any other Devil Hunters.
He didn’t return at all, indicating he was still at it, or been rendered out cold by a pissed Senshi he had decided was in love with him.
Of course, that did little to help during the day. Ranma had dealt with two attempts by students to stake him to see if that would free Akane for them, three attempts to see if his female form was a vampire as well, dozens of requests to find out if either he or Nabiki were succubae, and several requests about joining his undead army.
Really, what are these people reading? Does such a thing as an undead army even exist?
In a certain warehouse, a vampire sneezed.
Nabiki had dealt with a similar situation, just on a smaller level, most likely due to her attitude and reputation as the Ice Queen.
Well, that and the fact that she stated that if someone asked her about what had been said in the schoolyard, she would call in double their debts before answering, may have also had something to do with it.
But they both made it out of the school day alive and unharmed, despite Akane’s constant nagging, and the rest of the local morons who attended school with the duo.
That is ... until now.
“HOW DARE YOU MAKE MY DAUGHTER AN UNDEAD CREATURE OF DARKNESS!” yelled Soun Tendo, in a full demon-head rant.
Ranma could only blink at that, having grown both used to the tactic, and having seen scarier stuff.
“Father,” called Kasumi, “the priest said he would be here soon to begin an exorcism for Nabiki-chan!”
The middle Tendo sighed. “I really need to knock Akane around for this.”
“Now tell us what happened, pervert!” demanded Akane, her rage at being kept in the dark having grown during the day.
Ranma merely waved it off to Nabiki. “I told ya already, ask her.”
“Well,” said Akane, glaring at her sister ... while holding a clove of garlic and a cross.
Nabiki could only sigh again, seeing her sister run with an idea once more and not take other things into account ... such as the fact she was still wearing the cross she had shown Kuno earlier that day. “It is really simple, little sister,” she said, starting to glare at Akane. “I was attacked; Ranma took the monsters out, and kept me from being turned into a slave.”
It was true; he did keep her from becoming a slave to some warped will like those creatures had been. She just didn’t mention that he did it by unintentionally making her his slave.
“Then why are you like that?” accused the little sister.
“Because it was either this or death,” growled Nabiki, stomping up to her sister. “Do you want me dead?”
“Of course not!” yelled Akane.
“Then shut up and leave it alone!” yelled Nabiki, tired of her sister’s antics, and Akane’s assaults on her Master. “We are dealing with this as best as we can, and the last thing we need is the usual crap from everyone. Now leave us alone!” she screamed, shoving her way past Kasumi, and heading up to her room, before her mental cool broke.
“Oh my,” said Kasumi. “Does this mean I should call the priest back and cancel the exorcism?”
It went downhill from there. The priest had left quickly, after seeing Genma change into a panda, followed by Akane punching a new hole in the wall for Ranma disappearing (he had been in the attic, but she never really bothered to look beyond the Dojo and his room). Her temper had gone back up after his mother had made the comment about whether or not he was being ‘manly’ as a vampire.
Eventually, he got tired of the wait, and placed a dummy in his bed. He had no doubt Akane would be there soon to ‘ensure he wasn’t doing anything wrong’ at night, most likely by either pounding the dummy, or watching through the door to ensure he didn’t turn any of the remaining people in the house.
So he went to the roof, where his mate sat waiting for him.
“Let's get out of here, Master,” Nabiki whispered to Ranma quietly. “The moon light is so beautiful tonight.”
Giving in once more, he held her hand as the leaped out into the night, waiting to find a safe place to change into the Phantom and the Lady in White, before they went on to find a place to ... enjoy themselves.
Lucky for them, their new forms didn’t require much, if any sleep, the chi of the world constantly revitalizing them. Sleep seemed to only be necessary if they were extremely exhausted, like when they had first transformed and his first time with Nabiki.
It was still nice to get, but a few hours a night was all they really needed.
And right now, what Nabiki needed ... was him.
“Why did you work with a vampire, Mina-chan?” asked Usagi.
Minako sighed. “The Dark Syndicate wasn’t the only thing I had to deal with. Those FREAK vampires were just starting to show up, and Interpol was looking for whatever help they could get, considering they knew they were in a little over their heads. So when the Hellsing organization showed up, we—”
“Hellsing?” asked Ami.
“Think of them as guys that fight what goes bump in the night, but not loudly enough for us to worry about,” said Minako. “Well, the group that works mostly for Great Britain, most of the other major world powers have their own organizations like this.”
“And you worked for a vampire?” asked Makoto.
Minako shook her head. “I worked for Interpol, I teamed up with a vampire at times. He was named Alucard.”
“Who’s he?” asked Hotaru.
“A very ancient one,” said Setsuna, jumping into the conversation. “He is one of the oldest and most powerful of his type still around today, enjoys fighting, and is currently contracted to work for Hellsing.”
“Why am I not surprised that you know what is going on and aren’t letting us know?” asked Haruka.
“I do have some advice,” said Minako. “This is an absolute: no matter what, you are not to fight with the Hellsing group.”
“Why?” asked Ami.
“We may have power, but they have skill, and they aren’t afraid to use it.”
“Are you sure it just isn’t because they never asked you to join?” smirked Haruka, before she received an elbow from Michiru.
“They did,” said Minako. “But I turned them down.”
“Why?” asked Michiru.
“Because I talked to some of their soldiers,” said Minako, her face slightly pale. “And if I fought what they did, I would never be able to sleep without nightmares again.”
Setsuna knew very well what those threats were. It had taken some well placed attacks of her own to keep said threats from pulling in the Senshi as well.
But with Minako’s proclamation, for the moment, the threat of either of Hellsing’s vampires showing up and fighting Uranus was down a bit. But it would take a lot more before it would be impossible. Haruka was a stubborn person, after all.
Add to that the fact Usagi would want to help and protect Japan from any menace, and there was still a good chance the Senshi would be drawn in to this fight.
But there was still some stuff in the air, and she needed to make certain that one potential threat was already dealt with, one in which none of the Senshi were prepared to deal with.
She just hoped that the ones she pawned it off on would be up to the task.
“Thank you, Master,” purred Nabiki.
After changing, the two had made their way to a large park, hoping to hide in the large wooded areas, and avoid being spied on by perverts and possible Nerima martial artists out for blood.
So they were lying on Ranma’s black coat, Nabiki’s white coat covering them slightly, as they lounged in the moonlight, fresh from a session of vigorous sex.
He lay there, rubbing her back, as she continued to moan slightly. He had little clue as to what was going on, other than what they knew, such as the names Hellsing, an apparent group who had dealt with the FREAKS before. This group also had two vampires already working for it, and one who had a fetish for dressing like computer game criminals, but also had a great amount of power at his disposal, just suppressed for some reason.
It seemed as if too many people were showing up all at once.
“When do we go out on patrol?” asked Nabiki, cuddling into his side, as Ranma seemed to be staring at the Moon, deep in thought.
“Here in a bit,” he said, finding himself not quite ready to depart his current situation.
Nabiki nodded slightly, before nuzzling once again into his chest. If she could help it, she’d rather stay as they were for the moment, until they would have to return home, and return to ... that.
But she knew she had responsibilities now. Granted, they were from Ranma, but still, she felt she had somewhat of a duty to help. And after seeing what those FREAKS were doing, she had to admit ... helping had been the right thing. She didn’t regret it, but then again, she wondered if it might be the possibility of a long lived life that was making her consider such things.
So, she took what time she could get. At least they could enjoy it in the moonlight.
Kodachi sighed as she walked down the path, enjoying the nighttime scent, and considering the words the Senshi had spoken to her. They still rattled her deeply, as she tried to figure out what meaning they held, at least for her.
“Thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path.”
She paused, looking up from her internal musings, to spot a foreigner before her, wearing glasses with short cut hair ... and a sword.
“And He has shown me another denizen of the Dark that I shall smite.”
Kodachi growled, as she retrieved her ribbon. “And to think, I was wondering what I might be able to do to help with my stress,” she said. “HO HOHOHOHO!”
Anderson cringed at hearing that laugh. Surely, she had to be a demon with such a laugh.
“Ah, this is a glorious night for a fight!”
The two turned, spotting a red clothed figure coming up the path that met their own.
“And I see you agree with me,” smirked Alucard.
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