Thread:Johnathon Strider/@comment-24217012-20170215204757/@comment-24852191-20170307204021


 * His eyes shoot open. They glow firey crimson as he looks around. He abruptly attempts to stand up, but stumbles and falls against the crate with his wine bottle, glasses, hat, and .454 Casull. The bottle falls over and smashes his glasses. The sudden jerk of the crate causes the Casull to slide off and pulls his hat over the side. The gun hits the floor with a loud CLANG as the red fedora falls down on top of it. Alucard falls against the table and places his hamd in the broken glass of his glasses. The shards lacerate his right hand, causing a bloody mess. He backs away as he stumbles to regain his composure. He sighs to himself.

Alucard: Son of a (bleep).......

(Yes, the vampires of Hellsing cry in tears of blood instead of normal tears. Also, Alucard almost always has a nightmare when he sleeps. It's part of his curse.)