[Alucard POV]

Four years have passed, I have been working at the Science Lab ever since then. I went by the name Drake, and my day was about as normal as you can imagine. Every day I arrive to the lab, I work, talk with co-workers, I check out, and I leave. One night however, I was curious to find out things about my past.

I went out for a walk, trying to clear my head. As I arrive at the park, I get a ringing sensation in my head, as if someone was trying to call to me.

"Drake, if you want to learn about your past, then come to the church and you will see." A voice says to me. I look around confused, wondering if my mind is playing tricks with me. The voice then talks to me once more.

"Drake, I know you can feel it... The exhilaration surging through your body. You want to know where you come from, how did you get these powers, whenever you are ready, come and find me in the church." Says the voice.

I begin to wonder if this has anything to do with my true Identity, this mysterious voice says it does, but how can I trust somebody I don't even know?

It is 9:00 pm, and I have made it back to Angelica's apartment. I noticed that she was in the basement, working on something. I go down and I have a talk with her.

"Drake! So how was your day?" She asks me.

"Well, it was interesting. What are you working on?" I ask her.

"Well, I am close to a breakthrough to my cure formula, I just need one more blood sample." Says Angelica.

"You look like you need a break..." I say to her.

"As a matter of fact, I could use a break." Angelica gets her jacket and her car keys and she invites me to go with her somewhere.

"Where are we going?" I ask her.

"The French Quarter, we are going to grab a bite." We get into her car and we drive to the French Quarter. I wonder what is there. Hopefully something tasty.

[Angelica POV]

We arrive at the French Quarter, and as always it is just beaming with activity. I always loved coming here, especially with my parents... well when they were alive at least. We go into a Cajun Restaurant and we see that the place is packed. We managed to find a table that was open, and we prepared to make our orders.

Moments later, me and Drake made our orders. I ordered a Jambalaya with some Classic Cajun style Chicken, while Drake went with the same thing I am having.

"So, how often do you visit this place?" He asks me.

"Pretty often, It's my favorite place to go. I love seeing the activity that goes on down here." I reply.

"Did you used to come here with your parents?" Drake asks me.

"All the time. Every day, especially Sunday's, we would come down here and just have a big pot of Jambalaya with Chicken, and we would just talk about our day amongst each other. Those were good times." I slightly smile.

"Wow, that is amazing. I wish my life was like that. It probably was, but I don't know." Drake says, full of sorrow.

"Well, one day you may remember those moments, Just give it time." I smile at him softly. Moments later, we hear a news report about a man that was ripped to pieces near Jackson Square. My phone quickly rings, and I hear my boss telling me to get over there ASAP.

When we get to Jackson Square, we see the body and it looks like a wild animal attack on steroids. FBI agents are at the scene, and I ask them to allow me and Drake through. They do so and we investigate the body.

"Ugh... this was barbaric, who or what could have done this?" I ask myself. Drake goes over to the corpse, and he gets a closer look at the damage.

"These cuts, it looks like a sword went through this man's body. And these marks on his neck, somebody bit him." Says Drake.

"Wait, how do you know this?" I ask him.

"Have you ever watched this type of movie called a slasher flick?" He asks me.

"Yeah..." I say with confusion.

"That's how I know, these wounds were caused by a weapon, while he was being bitten." That's unbelievable how he could get all that from watching old slasher flicks.

"I have to take a blood sample, I could figure out what did this." I say.

[Alucard POV]

I recognize these bite marks, these were the same as mine. But, I don't tell Angela that. As Angelica was gathering blood from the corpse, I see a shadowy hooded figure appear in the distance.

"Angie, I'll meet you back at the lab okay? I forgot about something today." I say to her.

"OK, I'll see you later." Says Angelica. I follow the mysterious figure to a Graveyard, why would it lead me here?

I traverse around the dark and gloomy atmosphere that encircles the area, hoping to find the Hooded Individual. So far, I felt like I'm chasing a ghost. Moments later, I feel a cold aura behind me, as if winter arrived. I turn around and I see the Hooded Figure, standing in front of me as the fog engulfs the Graveyard.

"Ah, Drake... nice to meet you." He says to me, with a soft yet sinister voice.

"What the hell are you?" I ask.

"I think the correct term is who. As for what, I am just a messenger." Says The Hooded individual.

"Why are you hiding your face?" I ask.

"Who's hiding?" The mysterious figure then removes his hood on his robe, revealing a decaying face, with a mark on his forehead.

"What are you?" I ask him.

"Like I said, I am a messenger. As for who, well, you can call me Icarus." Says the decayed man.

"Why did you... how did you... talk inside my head? What's so special about me?" I ask.

"More than you know, you have been wondering where you come from have you not?" Icarus asks me.

"Yes... yes, I have been." I reply to him.

"Allow me to show you, a small glimpse of who you are." Icarus then places his fingers on my forehead, and I feel the harsh coldness of his touch. Suddenly, memories of someone else's life runs through my head. Beginning with people being impaled with large spikes, followed by multiple wars being fought, and concluding with a man covered in blood.

"What is this?" I ask Icarus.

"Your history, if you want to learn more about your past, then come with me." Says Icarus.

I go with Icarus to a church, that is near the Graveyard. I feel a very strong presence inside the complex, the presence is so strong, I could feel my knees tremble.
We go inside, and the place is empty and dark. Almost like no one has been here in years.

I suddenly feel a rush of cold air run through the room, and could I see black smoke come from beneath the ground. I was astonished by what I am seeing. The smoke magically manifests into a man, who was wearing red armor, with a dragon embedded in the material.

"Hello... my son." He says to me, with a powerful yet calm voice.

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