I looked at him. The only sound that could be heard was my breathing, and the echo of bullet leaving the gun. My ears rang as I saw my uncle's body, fallen, dead. I saw the life leave his eyes. And it hadn't quite hit me yet that I had killed my own uncle. It hurt far more than it should have. But, I had a new family then, he was standing before me, guarding me, long after my uncle drew his last breath.
"Lower your arm." I request of him, rather than demand. He lowers his arm, slowly. He looked at me, with those fiery orange eyes. He didn't have eyes like a regular vampire. At least from what I had seen in the pictures my father would show me during our lessons.
"You're injured." He said, his voice was flat, but not uncaringly so. He gestured to my wounded arm. I had completely forgotten about it until he said something. It burned, it really burned, hot metal had seared my flesh. I swallowed and looked down at the blood soaked fabric. I grimaced and dropped the gun.
"Give me space!" I shouted, but then slowly trailed off. The vampires eyes went wide, at my little outburst. He moved over, giving me a full view of my dead uncle, which made my stomach turn. He lifeless stared at me, and I felt myself become dizzy, the vampire named Alucard looked at me with curiosity.
My vision became blurred, and I remember hitting the floor, then it was lights out.
I woke up on my back, my head turned to the side, and my hands on my stomach. I tried to focus on my surroundings. I was still in the cell, and smell of my own blood filled my nostrils. Which made my stomach stir again. I felt the acid was stuck in my throat and I couldn't stop it from coming out of my nose. I coughed and coughed, sitting up, my arm aching, and throbbing.
"Owe!" I exclaim, holding my arm. The pain came in waves, washing, and rewashing over me. My whole arm felt useless and unmoving. My other arm tried to cradle and comfort, to no avail. I look around, clean, untouched. Like it was when I first discovered this place. No corpses, no vampire, I wondered where he had gone. But I saw moment out of the corner of my eye. I turned my head quickly, to see the same fiery eyes that had greeted me before. He sat, one leg up, and one elbow on his knee, his hand cupping his chin. He looks at me, expectantly. Like he was awaiting something.
"Where did the bodies go?" I ask, still in pain.
"I ate them." He stated simply, unblinking. I gasped, taken back. I supposed that, that took care of any funeral expenses, not like I was going to plan a funeral for a trader such as them.
"Oh." I all I could muster.
"It didn't taste good." He said to me, blankly. I blinked. Unsure of what to say, I was his master after all. Am I to look after his welfare? Make sure he is fed, make sure he is comfortable? I didn't know what all mastership entailed for me. Was this vampire to be treated like a pet?
"I'm sorry." I said quickly.
"Yours was much better." He said, a slight grin on his lips. I felt myself become tense, his eyes stare at me, still waiting.
"Well, i'm not going to feed you again."
He grin turned into a frown. "You are going to let me starve?" Poor thing, sounded horrified. My eyes went wide.
"No no no no no no!" I said, holding my hands up. "Just that you can't have my blood." I try to smile, to ease him. That seemed to work. I saw his grin return.
"Then how will you feed me, my master?" He asked me, looking at my wound. I grabbed it tighter, it ached.
"I'll find a way." I said, looking slightly askew from my pet. "I just have to tell Walter first."
That seemed to make my pet perk up. "Walter?"
"Yes Walter, my butler, he's-" I was cut off by a hardy laugh.
"Walter! How wonderful! I'm surprised he is still kicking, or has old age mellowed him?" He asked, his face pleasant. I felt my jaw drop, he knew Walter. I looked at him with confusion, how does he know him?
Alucard read my expression. "I have known him seen he was fourteen, I fought alongside him during the second world war." He Explained calmly, still.
"You… he…" I cocked my head to the side, "What?" I shook my head. He laughed again. "Because he has," I lifted up my unwounded arm and made a motion with my fingers. He looked at me with amusement, and nodded. I had remembered the first time I saw Walter's abilities when I was a little girl. My eyes bright, and full wonderment. Of course, when I was a little girl, I didn't know why he had them, but now I do.
"I'm sure he will be overjoyed to hear of my release." Alucard grinned.
I tried to stand up, holding on to the stone wall next to me. It was cool, and dry.
"Does he not like you?" I asked, then I shook my head. "No matter, I need medical attention." I whimpered, holding onto my arm still. Alucar stands, ready to take me into his arms, but I was hesitate. I didn't trust him yet. He could have easily crushed, drained, and left me for dead. But he held out his hand. I gave it a look of suspicion.
"I can help you, my master." He said, softly. Didn't he already prove himself by saving my life? I swallowed hard, and extended my hand out, electrified, my hand tingled at his slightest touch. His hand was cold, yet still booming with life, it was so… strange.
"Woah." I murmured, Vampires felt so strange, and at least this one did.
"What's wrong?" He asked me.
"You feel so lively yet, so still and cold, it's amazing." I said, furrowing my brows together.
He laughed, showing me his sharp, white teeth. Then, suddenly, I wasn't afraid anymore, maybe it was some sort of vampire trickery. I wasn't sure. But when a vampire bares its fangs, the natural response is to run. But not me. I was never afraid of vampires. I was such a foolish girl.
