Thread: Hellsing - Switching the Roles.- [Karameida x Remec]

RE Hellsing - Switching the Roles.- Alaina She watched the doors completely open An invitation? How generous of them... she said with a grin. She heard a soft thudding noise behind her and knew that her warning had fallen on deaf ears. She knew humans were stubborn creatures she mentally shrugged and focused back on the entrance of the church. He wasn't bothering her nor was he interfering with her slaughter. For now he could do what he wanted If you're going to follow..I suggest not trying anything heroic. Heroism will only earn you a painful and un-restful death. she said never turning her gaze from the doors. The red glow of the moon did not move over the stone steps of the church the entrance was impenetrably black and menacing. So not even the sun of we who walk in the night will touch this forsaken place? she whispered to herself. Well lets not be rude and keep our host waiting. she said striding forward. She didn't so much walk as she glided over the earth, her feet seeming to never hit the ground completely. She disappeared through the doorway her body seeming to just melt away into it. The church inside was dark except for the occasional beams of red moonlight that shot through the stained glass. A shadow at the back of the building moved forwards and stepped into one such beam of light, the disgusting creature who wore such a filthy disguise. Welcome comrade! the man said gesturing with one of his arms like a holy man giving a preach would. Comrade? she said questioningly. Indeed you must be! For are we not both vampires? He asked in that same high and mighty voice as before. All she could do was smile and shake her head, the man in front of her tried so hard to project a proud and powerful image. It was foolish really and it only furthered to amuse and annoy her. Do not group me with your pathetic brand of vampire. she said her lips twitching. What...? he asked now finally looking at her with a raised brow. I said..do not group me with your pathetic group. I am nothing like you. This new breed of vampires shames the very name. she said. How dare you speak to me thus! he said in a haughty and insulted tone. How dare I? How dare you call yourself a vampire! Masquerading around as a priest of all things? I thought at least you bugs could feel even a tidbit of shame. How wrong of me to assume that you had any worth at all.. she said. Her voice never raised beyond more than a conversational level but her tone was a completely different story. Each word a strike to the pride of the vampire. What the fuck do you know bitch? he spluttered out. What indeed? Tell me why should I know so much about trash that has to hide itself in the guise of a priest only to create mindlessly weak ghouls to do your biding? Tell me...have vampires sunk so low? she asked in the same manner as before. From the expression on his face one could tell she'd hit her mark several times over. With a point of his finger and a shout of KILL HER SHOOT HER the pews on either side of her moved, showing them each to be packed with more ghouls. Each one of them held a gun in her direction Oh..well looks like we know what happened to his little friends... she said with a slight motion to the man behind her. They opened fire on her and she just stood there, holes ripped through her body as she was shredded down to nothing from the volley of bullets. Her remnants fell to a pile on the floor as the bullets eventually ran out. Heh hah..she was all talk! She didn't even fight back! he said his voice shaking slightly. Unknown to him her pieces hadn't turned to dust as they should have, instead of ash a liquid formed a pile it looked like ink or blood and slowly began taking shape again. The false priest watched as the liquid grew and formed back to construct a body, and soon afterwards Alaina stood there just the same as when she'd first walked in. My turn. was all she said with a sickeningly amused grin. Wha-what? H-How is that possible? he stammered out backing away. Without an answer she began cutting through the ghouls as if they were nothing more than paper cut-outs. Her hand went to her hip and she grabbed a gun, raising it she began shooting out rounds. Each bullet ripping through lines of ghouls and through the church walls themselves, the ghouls turning into ash around the gaping holes. It wasn't long before only the priest remained. Turning her gaze and gun she pointed at the priest and smiled.