Alucard: Quiz Darkness (Part 2)

A Story by Abishai100

Affable Nazi-art extractions-scholars, gents from the American Homeland, are invited to the Sierras-chateau of the eccentric Count Alucard who may've some blood-immortals 'know' office.

Alucard (vampires) fanfic-trilogy for your pre-weekend. Stay safe/warm (and thanks for reading),

DISCLAIMER: This work of fanfiction offers no commercial/explicit ties to any person(s)/body and is (therefore) cast as purely a 'personal' expression for social arts (for 'open' views/translations).

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AMLAN: Count Alucard wants us to trek to some area, a fort-relic for adventure?

MARCUS: Well, he's been awfully hospitable here in his Sierras-chateau for arts!
AMLAN: Did you see his case of weapons and things, pal (hmmm)?

MARCUS: Quite rich and ornamental, as if he's some old-Euro musketeer, ha.

AMLAN: Maybe he is, but I don't see any Nazi-arts link to weaponized daring.

MARCUS: Maybe it's just for show for our continuity of schooling for history.

AMLAN: Facebook-like (sure).

Count Alucard had a schedule, an appointment of sorts. He took Amlan/Marcus, American Homeland Nazi-arts extractions-scholars and gents who accepted his art-study invitation to his high Sierras chateau, on a special adventure-trek to a fort-relic where there'd be a 'legion' of Nazi-soldier experimentation lab 'stuff' guardians and movers he'd engage for his (secret) proud proclamation of vampires-dominions controls against any pseudo-political encroaching of blood-immortals knowledge (for the Ego). Amlan/Marcus did not know (yet), Count Alucard ('D-R-A-C-U-L-A'-name/title spelled backwards!) was for-deed the immortal Count Dracula continuing a vampires-range eye and strength for defiance of Nazi post-WWII endurance mad-science (for the Ego!).

When Amlan/Marcus reached the fort with their 'dashing' if eccentric red-coat wearing Count Alucard, they were shocked to 'greet' the Nazi-legion of mad science guardians/movers whom Alucard immediately and swiftly engaged with weapons of antique-guns and crossbows, requiring the American Homeland pals (Amlan and Marcus) to aid him in this surprising death-march for some weird vampire-domains reach of knowledge (for doubt). This was not Facebook-like.

AMLAN: What the Hell was that, Marcus man?
MARCUS: We fended off that treasure-chest motion by those Nazi ghouls, pal!
AMLAN: We managed a micro-miracle but discovered weird vampire-vials/vases.

MARCUS: Maybe host Count has some weird blood-vampires and Nazi agenda.

AMLAN: I got that funny-vibe of suspicion when he waxed about capitalism/art.

MARCUS: Yes, and we're part of some weird vampires/Nazi movement invisible.

AMLAN: Well, maybe Alucard ('D-R-A-C-U-L-A'-spelling backwards) is Selfie-like.

MARCUS: Or...maybe we're part of his new modern Earth 'cult' for a map, damn.

AMLAN: What's next (for doubt)?

TO BE CONTINUED...