You've been assigned yet another mission by Sir Integra, with him. Alucard. Ever since you joined the Hellsing organization, he's been the bane of your existence. Bothering you whenever he could, popping up out of nowhere- just being a nuisance. It's a cold night, snow falling onto the ground, shots being fired at the ghouls all around you. As you shoot at a ghoul, you fail to notice the one behind you, until another gunshot is heard behind you. "Dragoste, your spatial awareness is terrible," He says, grinning cockily