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zimon66 wanted "Alucard, Vash, and a red coat." Unfortunately I'm not really all that happy with how this came out, plus it's a little short. If you want another request, zimon66, you're welcome to it.
Title: Draw
Fandom: Hellsing/Trigun
Rating: PG-13 for violence
Word Count: 240
Alucard had been following the drunken blond man in the red coat halfway through the desert. Finding blood to drink was getting easier and easier as humans populated their new planet. Finally, just before dawn, he moved in for the kill, reaching out to grasp the man's shoulders and bite his neck.
To his shock, the next thing he knew his prey had twisted out of his grasp and drawn a gun. He shot Alucard in both arms. Of course the bullets were nothing to the vampire, and he enjoyed watching his new enemy's shock as has arms quickly reformed. Drawing his own guns, he shot the man in the head.
At least, that was what he intended. Incredibly, the man ducked and drew his own gun, firing again at Alucard, hitting his legs with accuracy. As soon as he reformed from those wounds, the vampire began shooting again, but the man avoided every shot as if he were dancing between the bullets.
"You're not human," said Alucard finally.
"No, I'm not," he replied in a slurred voice. "And neither are you."
Alucard gave a rich laugh. "I believe we can safely say this is a draw."
"Love and peace?" the man offered tentatively.
"No, neither," replied Alucard in a chilly tone. "Though I do admire your sartorial elegance."
The man blinked in a confused manner, then as Alucard faded away he called out, "Oh! I like your coat too!"
Title: Draw
Fandom: Hellsing/Trigun
Rating: PG-13 for violence
Word Count: 240
Alucard had been following the drunken blond man in the red coat halfway through the desert. Finding blood to drink was getting easier and easier as humans populated their new planet. Finally, just before dawn, he moved in for the kill, reaching out to grasp the man's shoulders and bite his neck.
To his shock, the next thing he knew his prey had twisted out of his grasp and drawn a gun. He shot Alucard in both arms. Of course the bullets were nothing to the vampire, and he enjoyed watching his new enemy's shock as has arms quickly reformed. Drawing his own guns, he shot the man in the head.
At least, that was what he intended. Incredibly, the man ducked and drew his own gun, firing again at Alucard, hitting his legs with accuracy. As soon as he reformed from those wounds, the vampire began shooting again, but the man avoided every shot as if he were dancing between the bullets.
"You're not human," said Alucard finally.
"No, I'm not," he replied in a slurred voice. "And neither are you."
Alucard gave a rich laugh. "I believe we can safely say this is a draw."
"Love and peace?" the man offered tentatively.
"No, neither," replied Alucard in a chilly tone. "Though I do admire your sartorial elegance."
The man blinked in a confused manner, then as Alucard faded away he called out, "Oh! I like your coat too!"