Alucard stood at the edge of the forest a sadistic grin spread across his face, the large scythe draped over his shoulders dripping with fresh blood a chuckle coming from his chest as he placed a cigarette between his lips and lit it still chuckling, killing always brought out the insanity slightly, the stronger the battle the more the insanity took him, the highway men that tried to rob him quickly understood that his obsession with cutting and slashing didn't stop at animals he hunted, oh no, far from it he loved to cut on people, or he used to a long time ago, he felt so very old now.<br/><br/><br/>Alucard stood there looking out over the field in front of him it had been so long since something had caught his interest, nothing was undiscovered to him, learning was what drove his demonic heart and now there was nothing left to learn, he would push the bounties, cut people up to see how they worked, people with special ability he would slide and dice them and examine them, to see what made them difference to the other mortals on this plane, and the other demons he grew bored with century's ago, he was one of the four templates for the demonic hoard they were based on hm or his three brothers, but that proved little interest when he left the demon life, had his brothers hunt him, and fall by his blade, he even examined them, he felt no pity for them, they were fools lead by lust,anger and greed nothing intelligent about them at all.<br/><br/><br/>Alucard didn't look much of a demon he had the body of a man, silver greyish hair athletic build the thing that made him immortal was his ability to use an ability called soul stitches, he used his energy to create stitches and close his wound, he had found other ways to use this ability, for more violent matters, other than the fact the energy could be used like electricity, his other ability's were his reaction time and strength he moved so fast and accurately he hadn't been cut in over 100 years, well not by anyone other than himself, he would often find new things on his body and cut it to see what it came from, often he would find it was just a blemish on his skin, but he was often bored, unfortunately this odd streak he had, left him with a few scars, the biggest was the one over his eye, that his brother anger had given him before Alucard had cut him down.<br/><br/>Alucard snapped out of his day dream when he saw a girl fall out of mid air and land on the floor drenched in sweat, a grin crossed his face, he swang his scythe quickly in his hands so the blood flew off he quickly stuck it onto his back with his stitches he started to walk over to this new mystery, she was dressed funny, she had come out of no where maybe she would would amuse him in this sinful, demon worshiping world, he hoped she would be different enough to keep him amuse, he didn't feel like hacking up a young girl, it was always so noisy.<br/><br/><br/>Alucard stood over her now looking down at her heaving over a pile of vomit, â€œregurgitation, conman effect of using a portalâ€ he said in a simple tone taking another drag of his cigarette, â€œyou shouldn't have eaten before you used it, makes the whole thing far less, unpleasantâ€ he said bending down and pulling her to her feet, â€œyou can't lay around like that not here, people will see it as weakness, and that's something you don't want in these parts, I'm Alucard, who are you and why did you come hereâ€ he asked the questions with excitement in his voice as he peered at her with his gray eyes if one looked close enough they could see the age in these eyes, the tired nature, the insanity locked up inside.