Not surprisingly, the finale of this gothic bloodfest is elaborate, violent, and inconclusive. As Sir Integra recovers from a vampire attack, a series of flashbacks reveals how she became the head of the Hellsing Organization with the aid of Arucard, despite the opposition of her uncle. An army of ghouls, vampires, and "freaks" lays siege to the Tower of London; although the British Army is on hand, it's really a duel between the unexplained creature Incognito and Arucard. Incognito attempts to use Sir Integra's blood to raise the demon Sett. But even a demon from hell is no match for Arucard, and their battle trashes much of London. The closing titles announce that the search for the creators of the artificial vampires continues, so a sequel may be in the works. (Rated 16 and older, but unsuitable for viewers younger than 18: graphic violence, profanity, gore, violence against women) --Charles Solomon

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Grave of the Undead

April 5, 2007 (DailyRecord.co.uk) - An 11th-century vampire cemetery has been unearthed in Piotrowka, Poland. Skeletons buried face-down and covered with stones were found on a building site. No other information is available at this time.

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Chapter 02: Threads That Bind

A soft circle of light separated the darkness from a slight figure curled up in a chair. There in the stillness she sat with a battered black book on her lap, the only sound in the room being the scratch of the pencil she slowly moved across the pages. Were any one else around they might recognize her as Koreena Venusvii Anchalis, a pale young woman with a dark and muddled past, but no one else was around. Koreena sighed quietly to herself, reaching one ivory hand up to push the locks of hair from her face. 'Too many changes, and not all good' came the thought.

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A Game of Love ... Blood

Set my mentor, Egyptian God of evil and darkness,
Has given me the dark gift,
A prisoner of the night am I,
A rich Dacian merchant in ancient Rome,
It was there that I met my fair Olivia.

In the early hours of twilight she emerged from the Coliseum,
More beautiful than a Carpathian rose that blooms in the early Spring,
Her essence, naive, sweet and pure,
I looked into her eyes,
Suddenly I was aware,
That it was only for her that my heart did beat!

For centuries the joy of love had evaded me!

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Chapter 10

That night a brilliant crowd had gathered in Reginald Clarke's house. From the studio and the adjoining salon arose a continual murmur of well-tuned voices. On bare white throats jewels shone as if in each a soul were imprisoned, and voluptuously rustled the silk that clung to the fair slim forms of its bearers in an undulating caress.

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The Vampire's Dilemma: Animal Rights and Parasitical Nature

Imagine that you are a twenty-five-year-old living in New Orleans, called Louis. The date is 1791. You suffer a terrible bereavement due to the untimely death of your brother -- a death for which you blame yourself. You spend nights drinking in New Orleans in a state of near despair. One night, just a few steps from your door, you are attacked by an unknown assailant.

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