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Thread: The Grass Is Always Greener (Crow11 x ThomasRHellsing)

She wondered over to the slouched over man. He seemed tired exhausted even in the position he was in. Once coming into his range she watched as he sat up, greeting her with the usual Hey Beautiful. She would smile back, placing his meal down before him while glancing over his perfect face. Such a character, he was someone so different and unique. She would find herself staring before his invitation to sit down brought her back to reality. He was one of her favourites, always polite and kind with a hint of mystery that hid behind his dark shades. She sat down in front of him, looking at him as if in a trance of curiosity. Something was different about him today, something was a little off I guess you could say. She had cupped her hands together, resting them on the bench as she leaned over closer. Listening intently to what he had to explain. Ignoring the calls from her manager and customers wishing to order, she was focused on him at the moment, him and his seductive voice that drew her in. Her uniform was skimpy, a low buttoned top with a short skirt, stockings and an apron. Her long brown locks rested against her shoulders before cascading down her back until reaching the middle. She wore minimal makeup, a natural look with a nice red lippy to accompany her luscious lips. Her blue gaze rested on his lips as he spoke, listening as he explained about his mother and how horrid his life had been. He had killed someone. She was taken back when he told her this, his devilish words as he explained how he did so and how he enjoyed it. Was he a murderer? Why is he still covered in blood, coughing up more to add to whatever was on his jacket. She reached over, grabbing a couple of napkins to replace the ones he had used before tuning in again. He was hurt, obviously but she wanted to know more. She was to intrigued to care about his wounds for the time being. Tell me more. She replied after a small moment of silence. Her silky voice, flowing from her mouth containing perfect, pearly whites and a cherry pink tongue. She would bat her long lashes once in anticipation for what he had to explain next. This man had a story to tell, one that would most likely be devastating and dramatic. A life story worth listening to. Thana had her own story but it was nothing compared to the brief introduction that he had just told her. Thats why she was interested. It was dramatic and a real change from the babbling and pointless gossip that she heard from the everyday drunk. He had set the atmosphere she couldnt help but feel pumped or intense while listening. Fidgeting as he spoke, as he took a bite of his steak and a sip of his Mountain Dew. She crossed her legs under the bench, her right knee over her left. Resting her head upon her hand while her elbow rested on the bench. Dreamy eyes staring into his dark and almost hollow sunglasses. Watching and waiting.
Thread: The Grass Is Always Greener (Crow11 x ThomasRHellsing)

She was slowly adding up key points of the convosation. He had killed someone while still classified as a child or a baby to mothers. He had lost his viginity as a child to a child who was constantly raped in replacement for payment. This was horrible, how could someone live on after witnessing or going through somthing like that? Worse yet, he was enjoying it. Enjoying revenge and taking lives in consequence. Taking away families out of revenge for a young girl. That was love, as brutal as it sounded. She was still listening, her facial expression changing as he went. Changing from a confused from to pure shock before a look of understanding stretched across her face. This was alot to take in. This guy, this murder, lover or whatever you want to call him for his occupation continued to explain, never leaving out a detail. Thana would sit there quietly, her legs staying crossed in a small act of protection for herself as he spoke about rape. Is was uneasy hearing about the young girl and how harsh her father had been. Thana was 22, loosing her virginity to a now ex boyfriend on her 18 birthday. It wasn't pleasnt for her then and she was mature. She was able to understand what was happening or what was going to happen. She shook her head, unhappy with the way the girl was treated but there was nothing she could do, nothing she could continue to worry about as the girl had passed. He had only gotten to what seemed half way through his story, judging from his age in the story and how old he is now. Please.. Continue. She asked again politely. Wanting to hear more and again watching as he took a sip and a bite of his meal. He was a gracious eater, she noticed that while he cut up his meal. Taking small bites and keeping his mouth shut as he chewed. By now the diner was slowly becomming empty, people who had arrived for dinner were now leaving. Paying for their meals, leaving checks and cash on the bench to be collected later. She payed no attention to them, even as they yelled there goodbyes. She was to fasinated with Thomas.
Thread: The Grass Is Always Greener (Crow11 x ThomasRHellsing)

Sorry for the late reply. Thana was deeply drawn in, her eyes watching his through his dark shades, glancing down at his luscious lips every so often, catching glances of his perfect pearly whites. She was leaned over the table, her hands clamped together while resting her chin against them. He had been through to hell and back and yet still found the time to visit the diner for a cheap, medium quality meal. She began to think about her own life and how uneventful it had been. She half wished the something exciting, something to spice up her dull life would occur. With that said and almost on que Thana snapped out of her mini trance at the sound of her name. She glanced down at his now empty plate, dragging it away and sliding it across to another table. The moments that followed after were ones that would change her life. Oh.. Okay her voice studered, surprised by the sudden gesture, taking his hand in the process. Before she knew it she had been pulled onto the tall mans lap and the once almost empty diner had turned into a shoot-out zone with men spilling in from every entrance possible. She curled up into his lap, tucking in her legs in an act to protect herself. Closing her eyes and covering her ears as gun shots filled the diner. Within a matter of seconds all fell silent once more. She stood up, looking around with no messed hair and a stunner expression. Bodies lay across tables and the dining room bench. Bits of bodies and blood were splattered across the roof and walls. It was almost a blood bath with the only standing people being her and him. She turned to him, bewildered with questions but before she managed to ask any he spoke. I guess Im coming with you then. She said without blinking. Theres a double barrel shot gun in the kitchen. She told him, watching from afar as he scrambled for supplies. Where are we going? She asked finally, looking up from the ground to the tall but wounded man.
Thread: The Grass Is Always Greener (Crow11 x ThomasRHellsing)

Thomas smirked, Your grand father has many enemies, but he also has a few friends. He got into a limo which peeled out. A woman began stripping Thomas sighing he said, Dumbass, why'd you you them do this to you? Thomas sighed knowing it was time for another story he said, When I heard the bastards were coming for the Princess, I flew here to take them. Unfortunately they surprised me with gas bombs after we landed. They wanted me to confirm what they know, so they took me to the old butchers plant, being water boarded with blood sucks, but I gouged out one of the fuckers eyes. So they shoved meat hooks into me, kicked me into a vat of cow and pigs blood and left me to drown. He snorted in pain as the woman began cleaning his wounds. He shrugged, Idiots seem to forget I'm used to pain and ripped he looks out with my feet the pain was intense but in time it will just be a few more scars. the info they had was wrong they thought you worked morning shift, so I was be to cut them off. His torso was covered in scars. Blade knife, bullet burns, he looked like he'd lived through a battle field. The woman snorted One of the hook scars will be through your bear claw scars. Thomas pouted Oh, I liked those.
Thread: The Grass Is Always Greener (Crow11 x ThomasRHellsing)

M..My Grandfather? She asked silently, her gaze drifting away while retracing old memmories of the old man. It had been quiet some time since she saw him, she wasn't even sure he was still alive for that matter. What does he have to do with 'this'? Is that why they came to the diner? She began shooting question after question in the hope of a couple more awnswers. Next thing she knew they were outside, a limo pulling around the corner and stoping infront of them. Everything outside the diner seemed completely normal, as if no one, not even a bird of a stray, had heard the comotion that had just occured inside the small diner. People continued to stroll by, shopping bads in one hand, a suitcase in the other, going about their daily lives while Thana's was abruptly turned around, flipped over and sumersaulted untill landing on one foot. She followed him into the limo, the seats a black leather that reflected the small dim lightlys. There was a women in this limo, someone she had never seen nor met. She began tending to his wounds, cleaning them free from infection and explaining the likely outcome of such deep gashes. Hi, im Thana. She said through a quick pause in their convosation. Wait, who's the princess? She asked abruptly, turning to the shirtless Thomas. He was covered in these scars. How did he manage to keep himself alive after recieving so many wounds and cuts? This man was somthing else, somthing that Thana just couldn't explain.
Thread: The Grass Is Always Greener (Crow11 x ThomasRHellsing)

Thomas shrugged, You are, Princess your the girl from the story put up for adoption by a young mother, who made her father swear he wouldn't' get involved in your life, watched protected, but never interfered with. Even as your mother fell into the needle, and put sister into the world. Your sister died, but you never knew her time passed your two years older then she was, and I'm a year older. Sighing he said, I can see her in your eyes you know, one reason why I couldn't keep away and instead of sitting in a car outside the diner, I always ended up going inside and ordering a steak. That and the owner taught the cooks how to make them just right. Drinking from a one liter of Mountain Dew he said The old an swore to your boo other he wouldn't get involved but stile things finding 20 on the side walk, making sure you got into the collage you wanted making sure you got a job that worked with your school hours. Unfortunately, the fact that your blood means when the old man dies, the organization becomes yours and that means every family in the city wants you dead. Taking a few more drinks he said, Sorry kid, I thought I had bad luck.
Thread: The Grass Is Always Greener (Crow11 x ThomasRHellsing)

Her jaw dropped, her life was a lie? All her good luck and supposedly hard work all fake in the matter of having her grandfather deal with it. Wha...What? She said, slumping back in the seat and looking up at the rough. She let out a deep sigh, lifting her hand to rest over her eye and forehead in disbelief. Surely not. She said, her voice a lot softer and less urgent as she began thinking over everything. It slowly started making sense, everything falling in place as pre-planned by others. No. NO! She said turning to the man that was being cared for. Youre lying! If im the so called blood line I should be rich? No? Fly me to London, Australia, Somewhere! She was angered and upset. She was sitting up when expressing to the man before slumping back again. Her hands falling against the seat. This has got to be a dream. Someone like you entering the diner. No. She refused to believe the facts, refusing to believe what was real and what wasnt. She was breathing heavily, her heart racing faster then she had even experienced. Stop the car, the limo. Whatever this thing is. Let me out. She said banding against the seat and then a heavily tinted window, probably bullet proofed. Why? She turned to the man again, pointing figures and the blame. She was broken. Or so it seemed with the way she was acting. Broken of severely distressed with the sudden news..
Thread: The Grass Is Always Greener (Crow11 x ThomasRHellsing)

Everything was happened to fast. She was confused and upset and this man was nuts yet handsome. The sudden sound of gunshots and explosions caused her to turn around and look out the window. She couldnt see anything but knew something was there as she heard the mysterious man jump up and fire back. More? Do they ever end? She asked, thinking back to the blood bath that was once known as a diner. The streets were next. The lady that sat in front of her, she was quiet and seemed to never acknowledge her existence as she went about helping Thomas. Youre leaving?! she said again as the man jumped out of the moving car. Leaving her with the also mysterious women. She looked at the women, shock and wonder in her face and eyes with so many unanswered questions. Before she knew what hit her the limo was on its back, she had been flung about but wasnt injured, just shocked. She was crouched down, trying to hide herself from whatever else was planning on attacking her. Hearing the girl being dragged and watching as she took care of one of the people attempting to kill her. The flood of bullets left Thana screaming, covering her ears and looking away. The bullets disintegrated her body, holes covering every inch. The sound of men approaching had her looking up, she backed up, right to the very back of the limo until she was touching an upside down seat. Dont touch me! She growled, teas streaming down her face. She was a mess, or so she thought before seeing Thomas again. Just when she thought that the guy was on death row he came back looking worse. She looked at him for a moment before following him onto his bike. Holding onto his body as she sat from behind. He breasts pressed up against his back with arms clamped around his bloodied and wondered chest.
Thread: The Grass Is Always Greener (Crow11 x ThomasRHellsing)

Thomas groaned in pain. Her arms and the bikes vibration not helping. But he was a man. As they reached a plane a pair of jeeps tried to ram them. He pulled up behind a luggage container. As the jeeps unloaded six guys each. Thomas opened the cylinder of the magnum and swore. Four bullets The private plane was twenty feet from them. Looking at he he said When I distract them head to the plane, wait five minutes, and then take off. One of the men said, Come on guy, you may be good but we out number you six to one, give up and we'll kill you quick. Thomas put a bullet in the guy's head ass he said, Really, do you KNOW WHO THE HELL I AM? Thomas walked out from the cover I am DEATH, I am Chaod, I have bathed in the blood of Los Lobos, I've killed more men then cocaine and aids combined, I've stood toe to toe with man and beast, I've looked into the Abysss and make IT blink, I am Thomas Hellsing, and you dumb fucks are DEAD! The gangster looked at him, Kill this cray whit b- The man's voice cut off as a bullet tore through his skull then the ext two farthest away. A tire iron stolen from the luggage part came up knocking the nearest man's automatic from his had. Thomas shoved the meta into his throat. Using his as a body shield he took the holstered side arm. From his human shield's pocket. Tossing it into one's throat. He knocked away another gun and bashed the banger in the head. His iron knocking aside another one's gun. A throat of the tire iron collapsed his throat. The final guy looked at Thomas, looked at his gun then turned and ran. Only for Thomas to jam the tire iron through his back and out his heart. Thomas took two minutes to collect ammo and their guns. Heading towards the plane.
Thread: The Grass Is Always Greener (Crow11 x ThomasRHellsing)

Does this every end? She mumbled, repeating the short sentence over and over to herself at the sight of more armed men. She buried her face into his back, holding on tight as he manoverd the motorbike. She was listening to his heart, his scattered breaths and the cursed language that left his mouth as he took out his guns. His words were frightening, this could well be the last time she every saw him, from there she would feel alone once again. She waited for his okay, hiding behind the bike while listening to the armed forces taunts. They did nothing against the man name Thomas Hellsing, his guy was unstoppable. Watching as he stepped out of cover and began firing at will she sprinted, her arms pumping with her head tucked up to avoid any misfire. It was a quick run but one that had her heart pumping faster then she had ever thought possible. Scrambling aboard the small private plan, moving to the back of the plan and as far away from the gunfire as possible. She began to count. 1, 2, 3, 4 Counting up to the fire minute mark or the 300 seconds. Her blue gaze glued to upfront, to the entrance. Waiting for him. By now the gunfire had ended, almost everything had fallen silent except for the starting up plane. Did he die? Were they making there escape? All her questions were answered moments later as he ventured onto the plane. Relief flooded over her and she sighed deeply. Slumping back into her seat.
Thread: The Grass Is Always Greener (Crow11 x ThomasRHellsing)

Thomas smirked, winking at her he said, Relax beautiful, I can't die the devil's too scared I'll take over. He closed the door going and telling the pilot to take off. When they were air borne he laid back against the couch. standing up he said, I'm going to take a shower, I love the feeling of boo on my skin, but dried boo gets all sticky. Forty five minutes he'd returned. He was wearing a suit similar to the previous one, but it was obvious it wasn't the previous one. He looked at if nothing had happened. The exception being the magnum tucked into the band of his pants. His movements were a bit slow, obviously trying to to pop any stitches or ope any wounds. Sitting down on the comfortable couch, he opened a mini freezer and took out a 1 liter of Mountain Dew a bottle of whiskey, and poured two shot of each. Smirking he said, I call this the penalty game, you as a question, if you like the answer you drink the mountain Dew, if the answer stresses you out you drink the whiskey. Nodding he said, I'm sure you've got questions so ask and let's get wasted we have a 48 hours flight ahead of us after all.'
Thread: The Grass Is Always Greener (Crow11 x ThomasRHellsing)

Of course the devils to scared of him. Everyone and everything would be after seeing what Thana had witnessed in such a short period of time. This guy was loveable and nuts all at the same time. Okay. She said simply, her gaze wondering over to a window while he took his long awaited shower. She was still dressed in her uniform, slightly bunched and messy with rips and holes scattered around. She cared less about her appearance and or if something was a little more revealing then what it was intended to be. Time seemed to fly by and before she knew it Thomas was back, dressed in a fresh suite while looking a lot more put together then what he did before with bullet wounds and cuts covering his outfit. She got up as well, making her way to sit in front of him, on the opposite side of a table where she was able to star into his dark eyes while playing his newly created game. Be ready with the whisky then. She managed a small smile before beginning her questions. Is the whole country after me? Why does the devil fear you so much? How do I stop all of this? And lastly. How are you alive after all that? Those were her first questions that she wanted answered.
Thread: The Grass Is Always Greener (Crow11 x ThomasRHellsing)

Thomas snorted, as he answered each of her questions. Downing two shots of whiskey and Mountain Dew for the hell of it he sat back and said, I guess I'll start at the first. Taking a hit from the mountain Dew he said, No, but out city is owned by 4 men, Jack The Slasher Sanchez, he runs prostitution, but he doesn't' do it the right way, if you come to power you will kill him and make sure his replacement does. Freddy Pills Domingo, he runs drugs, drugs aren't Ok by the family you come into power he dies. Luichi The Brain Surgeon Almeretti, he runs gun trades again not in the way the family would allow you come to power you kill him. Finally Lucci The Pimp Falconetti he supplies the muscle and is the strongest of the four. He's the meanest other fucker you'll ever find. He also runs gambling dens places like where I grew up and worse. If there's money to be made doing it the Pimp does. The Family wants him dead too. Nodding he said, Your Family is The Hellsing family, your job is to stand up to the corrupt, the evil. The Maffia isn't nice, but the maffia has RULES, you don't' sell drugs, you don't' whore out kids, whores aren't forced. You don't sell guns on your own streets and sure the fuck not to gang bangers who use them irresponsibly, and those FUCKS do. Sighing he said, They make 100 billion dollars a year by breaking the rules, and thus are wiling to kill or die to keep you and your family from shutting them down. Despite the fact they make few hundred billion on what we allow they became greedy. He downed four shots of whiskey as he said, You declared war on them, by not dying. And by the gods themselves, they are going to die before you do. He downed four shots of mountain dew. Knowing the net three questions would be easy. He said, That answers your third question too. Now for the second and fourth. In Hell sins are powers right, the more you rape, murder, kill the stronger you are in hell. Lucifer betrayed go, and thus is currently the most powerful. But sweetness I've killed so any men, I can't remember the count. It's GOT to be in the eight digits by now. Between the fighting rings, and the war I've been fighting since your grand father became public enemy number one. Hell I've blown up entire compounds. My boy count is higher then lucifers by now. That means when I get to hell I'll have more power then the evil himself, and thus he doesn't want to collect my soul. Shrugging he said, I'm still alive because Heaven won't take a demon, and the devil's scared I'll tale over. No other place to go a so I'm stuck on earth until the devil has absolutely no choice.