Alucard Seeker of Serenity Part 3

Alucard Seeker of Serenity     Part 3

It looked so peaceful and inviting but he knew the truth.  Out there lay pain and suffering for eternity.  Somehow he had gotten lucky and been deposited on Earth.  Even though his life was extremely difficult it was a million times better than the life he had known drifting in the nothingness of space before any planets were created.  The life he had before now had been nothing but thoughts, no physical interaction with anyone or anything.  His very existence was nothing more than thoughts, fantasies and dreams.  Now even though his pain was very intense and he was uncomfortable most of the the time at least he was alive and could feel. 

The existence he was now forced to live, what and why had it come about?  This question still plagued him almost every waking moment of his life.  He was beginning to realize that he would feel much better if he slept during the sunlight hours and hunted at night.  The Earth's sun seemed to sap his strength from him.  He could still easily kill the animals with some ease but at night it was as if he had the power of the universe and everything trembled and died under his hands quite easily.  The immense pleasure he felt after a kill in the night house was indescribable.  Even though the blood that ran through his veins and arteries was almost ice cold after a night kill it seemed to heat up and he surmised this must be how the warm blooded creatures felt all the time.  The warm blood coursing through his body brought alive his senses and he seemed to feel everything more intensely.  His very skin could sense the change in the wind or temperature.  His sense of smell came alive and he found this intoxicating.  So this began his habit of rising in the evening and resting in the daytime.  This habit turned into necessity over the millennia.  His existence had began as a veil of pain and discomfort but was turning into one of intense pleasure at taking the lives of all that fell in his path or under his tread.  At first he would find caves, outcroppings or any dark area to take his rest but soon he decided to begin to build resting places for himself.  Eventually he came upon the idea of a wooden box with a removable lid.  This served his purpose very well and could be easily transportable from place to place.  Also, filling the box with a few inches of the dirt where he tore his way out from his earthen grave so many years ago was very pleasurable and seemed to make his rest more peaceful.

If the pain got too great he would think of Esrevinu.  This is the name he had given the being, for millennia, he had been forming in his mind.  Her beautiful long, flowing, red hair framed her perfect fact.  Her eye's provoked and enticed him to continue through the pain.  She was always right there to make him feel better.  No matter when he needed her she was always there.  Her perfect body, hair and especially her smile.  The thought of her made his existence  seem much easier.  His days and nights were spent searching for food and forcing his earthly body to become harder, faster and more efficient.  This was an extremely painful period of time and his body rebelled with spasms that seemed to rip through his very soul.  He ignored the pleas from his body to stop and fed on the pain and discomfort.  Finally, his body molded into what he wanted, a perfect killing tool.  From that time forward nothing was able to stop him.  He searched for any animal that would be an equal to his super-human strength, but found none.  What started as an exciting new adventure very quickly became mundane and boring.  When Alucard's focus was taken off himself he began to look around at his surroundings and realized that much of the earth seemed to be a bubbling ooze of mud, assorted gases and intense heat which kept much of the surface in a constant state of change.  Much of the earth was filled with poisonous gases and super heated water and lava.  The features of the land before him would sometimes change on a daily basis.  The animals that were available were very large, slow moving and very easily hunted.  A big death brought the first great excitement into his dull, drab existence.  One day a very large, fire encased bullet of rock and ice, the size of a small planet cut through the earth's atmosphere and stabbed deep into the earth's oceans off the coast of what would be called Australia.  The plume of dirt, pulverized rock and water vapor that rose up from this assault lasted thousands of years and began a global warming.  The polar ice caps and glaciers began to melt and the oceans rose c overing much of the land which was slowly breaking apart and floating away from each other.  That had once been one huge land mass was now many different continents.  He had just enough energy to fly up above the earth and watch the immense changes that were happening sometimes so fast that he would miss them.  The earth became greener and much more life began to occur and take hold.  What was once an off white, slightly greening globe floating the the Milky Way was now a lush, green and water infused laboratory of life.  This was a wonderful period , the changes were so intoxicating.  Many times Alucard would sit by a body of water and watch with his vision, that could literally see the smallest cell, as these very cells wiggled and spasmed attempting to stay alive.  These cells would bounce against each other and eventually they began to merge into two celled creatures and multiply into see through, gelatinous forms that evolved into very tiny sponge like creatures and finally into small fish with tales, later to be called tadpoles.

One day one of these fish jumped out of a pool but instead of dying it began to wiggle over the green, damp grass sucking air deep into its lungs.  After this many other fish began to do the same and this brought about small earth dwelling creatures that lived off grass, vegetation and each other.  This revealed to him how very intense the Universe was.  Life was nothing more than the luck of the draw.  Alucard found this learning curve quite extraordinary.  Watching these animals eat each other made him think of trying them out.  The taste and texture was utterly disgusting but it was enough to keep him alive if just as a bag of bones walking around.  The many different animals that began to appear from these previously water dwelling creatures amazed even him.  His life began to become much easier, but still their blood was not exactly what his system desired and cried out for.  Many times after making a kill he would seem hungrier than before and slowly he became nothing more than a killing machine.  Every waking moment he spent killing, drinking blood or preparing to do both.  He would fall down from sheer exhaustion and sleep where he dropped many times waking to some animal attempting to eat him.  They would soon be very sorry for they would become his next meal.  On many occasions after killing he would fall to his knees and scream at the cosmos why him, why was he made to live in this lonely desolate place with no creature like himself to pass the time with.  The earth went through many of his outbursts worse for wear.  The Grand Canyon was the result of one of his temper tantrums.  On some days he would do nothing but attempt to destroy this harsh, cold, unforgiving world he was being forced to live on.  To occupy his mind he began to record what he saw on the walls of many caves he used to rest and sleep in.  The  blood from his own veins is what he used as paint and other colors were derived from many different plants he found in abundance.  This activity seemed to soothe him and he did it often.  Reliving the sights and sounds through painting actually made him start to think about everything around him and how they dealt with this harsh and inhospitable planet.  He attempted to leave Earth on several occasions only to realize that once he was a certain distance from it, flying out in space, his very being would begin to disintegrate and he would be forced to turn back once again to his blue prison.  He pondered if this were some type of celestial payback for something he had done in he past, but could just not remember. 

Without knowing, it this was the beginning of his humanity or his trek toward having compassion for his fellow living creatures.  By contemplating his existence and why he existed was the pivotal point of his education in humanity.  He was not at the point where he could even contemplate not killing other animals but he was at the beginning of his humanity.  Some animals he attempted to tame so he would have some type of company.  But all were so fearful of him that they just lay cowering at his feet, shaking from extreme fear.  After this period he began not enjoying killing in quite the same way as before but rather something he had to do to survive.  Also, he began to create a sort of rudimentary written language.  He so wanted to record his thoughts and emotions so he could read them in the future, this would be the closest thing he would have to a companion for many eons.  Many of these writings would be found by future civilizations and they would be quite perplexed with who the writer would be.  His language had never been deciphered by any human.

After many, many decades passed, he did not really know how many animals started to repopulate the earth because the water vapor had cleared and much more sunlight could get through to nourish the plan ts which in turn fed many of the animals.  One of his first memories that brought him exhilaration was of killing very large animals that roamed the earth.  The largest on the planet, dinosaurs they would be later called.  He named them , "The Brutals".  Their form of killing was  much like his own, indiscriminate, violent and often.  The first time he encountered one of these magnificent beasts he actually wept tears of blood, something almost as powerful as himself was now part of his world.  Many days he sat watching their movements and encounters with each other.  Many of these beasts were slow and not very intelligent but every once in a while a creature would appear that seemed to have extreme intelligence and would wreck havoc on the other creatures that crossed his path.  He found that he would only need a few to keep him alive for weeks.  When he wasn't killing one of them he watched how they savagely lived, reproduced and died with great satisfaction.  But the life he had during that period was worse than any death he could imagine.  The Brutals blood was barely enough to keep hid dead heart beating.  Then the earth underwent another a massive assault form the stars.  Alucard watched as a huge meteorite slammed into the earth and sent up a spray of dust and debris miles high, the darkness it created lasted thousands of years.  The time in darkness was much less than the great time of the dying but horrible none the less.  The earth was cloaked in utter darkness and blanketed with volcanic ash.  Most of the dinosaurs died off during this period either from inhalation of the volcanic material or starvation.