...And I thought the first pic I'd do of Sora would be a cutesy one with Pooh, but nooo...

Is it bad to drool over your own pics?

Sora's been turned into a vampire! Full view if you wanna check if he has fangs or not. Done for Rem-chan's exciting multi-crossover epic, Court of Souls, which takes place two years after the game. Go read [link] or be prepared to be blugeoned to death.

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Alucard slowed his pace, careful of the boy in his arms. Yami was slightly surprised by this; the older vampire didn’t strike him as the kind to be gentle. He was glad, though, as Sora did not look good at all. New and drying blood coated most of him, his red eyes dulling from pain and, if the spirit was not mistaken, hunger as well. Though he didn’t like to think of it, Sora would need to replace all that lost blood.

The expensive car came to a stop at the curb next to Alucard and one tinted window rolled down, revealing a severe-looking woman, young but with a hard face framed by straight, pale blond hair that waved ever-so-slightly at the ends. Icy blue eyes took in the older and younger vampires, Alucard with a calm, tiny smile on his face; Sora, trying to get a good look at her without actually moving his head.

"Target vampire has been silenced." Alucard said without emotion, though the dazed Keybearer suspected he wasn’t capable of much, anyway. "The Soulless in the area have been eliminated. Level Five power release completed."

The woman raised a slender eyebrow, peering over elegant glasses to focus intense eyes on Sora, who didn’t really have the strength to squirm. "Level Five? What reason did you have?"

Alucard’s smile got wider. "This one. The key child proved to be quite an opponent."

"Sorry for the trouble," Sora muttered and tried not to cough up the warm liquid filling his lung.

Yami and Ranma came up next to Alucard, the spirit matching gazes with the woman. Her eyes stayed on his for a moment, then switched to the drenched martial artist, who simply glared back with her arms crossed over her chest, mainly to hide the pendant and gloves she had slipped back on.

"They say they are from another world," Alucard quite calmly stated, as if he was discussing the weather and not the impossible existence of the three of them. "I suspect they want to stop the Soulless."

The woman’s eyes narrowed to dangerous slits, a disapproving frown turning down the corners of her mouth. She said nothing more and rolled up the window, the car continuing forward with the smooth purr of the engine. The four of them watched it go, the smile remaining on Alucard’s face. After a moment, Alucard continued walking again, Sora still held safely in his arms. At this point, it didn’t really matter to Sora where they were going, as he was drifting on a blood red sea, his senses either dulled or intensified depending on his current state of mind.

"Your body is shutting down until you can replace the blood," Alucard said in that same calm voice, disregarding the guarded looks from Ranma and Yami.

"How am I supposed to do that?" Sora managed to croak out, actually feeling his already sluggish heart slow to a crawl.

Alucard only smiled in response and the Keybearer lost himself on that crimson sea, the last things swimming hazily in front of his eyes the worried and shadowed faces of his friends, who were apparently more aware of what was coming than he was. This world was so strange. He hadn’t been able to tell if that woman had been pleased, angry, or surprised with his presence. He had no idea what was wrong with him, or how Yami was supposed to make it better. There was a heaviness to his limbs, an incredible coiled power in his weakened muscles, weariness and strength warring with each other.

And the hunger was becoming so overpowering that he wanted to scream from the pain of it.