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cw: angst

“I am not against you,” Alucard said, his voice pleading—hoping desperately that Sumi and Taka would believe him, that his words would reach them.

But the way Taka looked down at him… his expression was already firm, unyielding—final.

“Of course you’re not,” Taka said as he turned to Sumi, his voice already devoid of emotion.

Sumi reached for the dagger from Taka and held it together with the other in her hand, “You’re already dead.”

Knowing what they’re about to do, Alucard tried to break from the bonds and used his power, but it was useless.

The two then raised the two daggers just across his chest, ready to pierce his heart. 

Alucard looked at them in fear—at the sharp glint of the blades, at the cold resolve in their eyes, making his whole body tremble against the restraints.

Perhaps it’s the nearness of death that made familiar faces flash in his mind.

Trevor. Sypha.

And that one person who cannot be named.

Despite everything that’s been said and done—despite the years, despite the distance…

Alucard could still hear his voice and see his face, as vivid and as clear as day.

“Master Alucard.”

Alucard jolted and braced himself, closing his eyes shut as he turned his head to the side. He was just in time to command the sword, slashing their necks in the blink of an eye.

Blood sprayed across his face, with the two slowly collapsing on their backs, gasping for air that would never come as they clutch their throats.

“I told you my father didn’t like magical weapons. I did not say I didn’t use them,” Alucard murmured, his voice low and resigned and his body limp.

As soon as Sumi and Taka lost their breaths and succumbed to death, the restraints finally loosened.
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