(this is my first real fanfiction I've worked on, please don't judge it to harshly. but i would love to hear about your input. )
{Disclaimer: i don't own Hellsing or any of it's characters, this is all fan work and it's only meant as such.}
Name: Elizabeth- goes by Liz
Age: 23
Gender: female
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 135lb
Hair: black
Eyes: true- brown, changed- red
Skin: ivory
Elizabeth isn't your average girl. She has a nag for collecting vampiric items, everything from fake fangs and books, to small vials of blood. She doesn't remember when she started doing this but it has become a part of her life. She also has a love for wolves and around the time she started going to collage she started wearing a tail.
When she was young she lost her mother to a fire and her father didn't wait to remarry. He step mother was not a nice woman at all, she also had three younger children of her own and they were more important than her husband's three children; Elizabeth and her two younger brothers. After a while of the abuse and tension of staying in that house, she finely left and never looked back at the loss of her father; she only hoped that one day she would be able to spend time with her brothers again. But until her brothers left that house, she knew she would never get to see them again, the woman made it clear that she did not like Elizabeth.
After a few years, the girl gave up every seeing her family again and left her home town and moved far away. She had no family that she was close to so there was no tie to any place and so she got a job that would allow her to travel. So she never was anywhere for too long of time. She never had much luck with finding someone who could put up with her so she was lonely and only had a few friends.
She was sent to London for business and found herself in a small town just outside of the city. She was staying in the inn and was getting ready to go to bed when she heard something outside. She went to the window to look outside to see people running and something attacking them.
She quickly shut the curtains and dimmed her lights to keep from being noticed. She quickly dressed in a short leather dress with lace up the side and black leggings with the pelvis and leg bones printed on the front. She strapped her tail belt on around he thin hips. Her soft gray wolf tail brushed against the back of her legs as she turned and grabbed her long coat and left her room to see if she could help down stairs.
She walked out of the inn doors to see that everyone she saw running was now dead and blood was everywhere.
"Oh gawd…" she breathed as she looked around and saw a woman standing in the middle of all the dead, she was laughing with her whole body covered in blood splatters.
At that point the door to the in clicked shut, the girl stopped laughing and looked over at her. She had glowing red eyes and Liz could see in the moon light that gleamed, two sharp canines.
"Vampire!" Liz breaths in surprise.
The woman grins wider and turns to face her, not moving her eyes away from her.
"Looks like I missed one." She laughs and lunges at Liz.
Liz darts away from the woman and runs down the street towards the church. She heard the inn door being smashed in but she didn't care to look but keep running. She was glade that she had worn knee high low heel boots on this trip now. She was almost to the gate of the church when she felt something grab her ankle and she falls to the ground.
She looks down to see one of the dead villagers now moving again. She curses and kicks the man in the head. It was enough to make him let go. She scrambled back to her feet and reached for the gate to have a cold hand wrap around her wrist and a cold breath run across her neck.
"Caught you little kitten." The vampire laughed in her ear.
Unable to stop herself, she growled, "I'm NOT a kitten! I'm a wolf!" she then slams her head back and felt the woman let go as she stumbled back from her.
At that moment there was a dark laughter that rang out of the darkness around them.
"What the?" the vampire turned away from her to look around.
Liz started to creep away. She didn't know who that voice belonged to but she wasn't going to stay to find out.
Just as she was about five steps away the woman looked back at her.
"No you don't!" she grabbed Liz's long hair and haled her back.
Liz growled, not from pain, but aggravation. "Low blow b*tch!" she couldn't help it, she did not lie down when attacked.
But at that moment, they heard shots ring out of the darkness and the woman looks up. Liz took that moment to pull her pocket knife out of her coat pocket and slashed at the arm holding her hair. The vampire hissed and looked back to her, not letting go of her hair.
The laughter ran out again and was followed by a male voice. "Feisty little pup."
They both looked back up the street to see a man in a red coat, red pimp hat and a black suit with a red tie at his neck holding two massive guns; one black, one silver.
"Who are you?" asked the female holding her hair.
Liz kept pulling, hoping to get free, but no luck yet.
The man laughed and keeps walking towards them.
"Answer me!" the woman yelled and yanked Liz closer and wrapped her free arm around the girl's neck and held her across her body.
The man stopped a few yards from them. He looked up at her and Liz gasped. She could see red eyes and a wide vampiric grin in the shadows of the man's hat.
"I'm just here to end your fun." The man says in a deep voice and Liz now knew the laughter they had heard had been this vampire.
She knew she was in trouble and had to get free. She felt the woman's arm slake and she took her chance. She let go of her hair and stabbed the woman in the gut.
She hisses and tightened her grip on Liz's neck. The man laughed and raised his silver gun.
Liz left her knife in the woman's stomach and reached to the arm that was now strangling her. She felt her eyes watering up as she clawed at the woman's arm.
The woman glared back to the man. "Why would another vampire come to stop me from having fun?" she asks and pulled the knife out of her stomach and threw it aside. Liz managed to tuck her chin when the woman moved to throw the knife, and she didn't notice as she looked back to the man.
Liz had an eye on the man as she moved. She saw the corner of his grin widen as if he knew what she was about to do. Liz then took the moment of her attacker being distracted, for she saw his gin widen, and she bite into the woman's arm as hard as she could.
The woman screamed out as Liz felt her slightly sharped canines break some skin. She felt cold blood run over her teeth and made sure not to swallow. At the point the woman pulled her arm away from her chest, Liz dropped her weight and ran towards the other vampire, the only reason she ran towards him was because straight was faster than trying to turn to run.
The man began to laugh again and it caused Liz to pause half way towards him as she heard the woman behind her grown and hiss, "you'll pay for that."
Liz's eyes widen as she felt something struck her in the back and she fell to her knees before the man. His grin slicked a little as he watched her fall.
At this point the man shoots his gun and Liz heard the woman stream and then there was silence. The man took a few steps closer to her and knelt in front of her.
Liz watches his movement, but stays sitting on the ground, unable to move from the pain in her back.
"She struck you in your lungs. If you pull the blade out, you will die." He said as she looks up at him. She could feel herself having more trouble breathing.
"I *cough* don't want to die." Liz managing as she looked down at her hand at the blood she had coughed up.
"You definitely showed that with how much you fought, even with being pinned and having a gun pointed at you." The man chuckled.
Liz looked back up at him as blood trickled down her chin.
The man looked down at her, for even with him kneeling he was still tall. "Are you a virgin?" he asks.
Liz blinked up at him and felt her cheeks blush. "Wha-" She started but then went into a coughing fit.
The man smiled and repeated his question, "I asked if you were a virgin."
Liz couldn't stop coughing and nodded.
The man grinned. "Do you wish to live as the creature that just killed you?" he asked.
Liz glared up at him and managed to stop coughing. "I would never become like that b*tch, but I do not wish to die yet."
"Then what do you want to do?" the man asked.
Liz coughed, "I want to live." But at that point the pain became too much and she fell forwards and passed out as her head landed on the man's lap.
Alucard's POV
He looks down at the girl who had just passed out and landed in his lap. "She could be fun."
He pulled the knife from her back and rolled her over. He knew that the girl must have been in a lot of pain but she had not let on to the amount of pain until she had passed out.
He listened to her heart struggle to keep beating and decided to change her. His last fledgling had run away after she had lost control and killed a few men. Since she had left he had felt lonely in the mansion full of humans.
He bent down and bit her and started to drain her sweet blood. It was the best he had tasted in years and he savored it. But all too soon, he had to pull away and then he pressed a figure to his fang and brought blood to his finger. He then held it over the girl's mouth and let three drops of his blood enter her body.
He licked the wound to stop the blood and then stood up. He lifted her up in his arms and made his way back to his master with his new fledgling.
Liz's POV
Liz felt her body moving in a rhythm, like someone carrying her. Her body still hurt but it wasn't just in her back, it was her whole body. She grounded and slowly opened her eyes. At first, her eyes didn't focus on anything, but after blinking a few times her eyes focused. She looked ahead of her and saw trees moving and was confused. She then felt arms around her shoulders and her legs. She looked up to see the man who she had been talking to before she passed out.
She couldn't find her voice as she looked up at him. He looked down at her as he kept walking.
"Tonight is definitely a fine night, Goth girl." He said and looked back up.
Liz looked to her side, away from the man, to see them walking towards a group of police cars and a woman with long blonde hair and in a green suit.
The man walked up to her and tilted his head. "Master."
The woman nodded and glared at him and Liz.
"Explain yourself servant." The woman demanded of the man.
The man chuckled and Liz felt the laugh reverberate through the man. "She was killed in the battle. There were no survivors left. The target was expired."
The woman narrowed her eyes into a deadlier glare. "Is that how it is, again." She stated.
The woman sighed and turned and started off.
Liz looked at the woman then back up to the man holding her.
The man chuckled again and followed after the woman.
~~~~~~~~ Few hours later at Hellsing manner~~~~~~~~~
Liz was now sitting in a tall back chair in front of a desk and the woman, with the man standing beside her, leaning on the chair with an ear-to-ear grin.
"Now," started the woman, "given the situation, miss, you will be staying here and you are going to have to work for me." The woman glared back at the man.
"Um, ma'am, I've got a question." Liz started and waited for the woman to let her speak. The woman nodded for her to go on. "Well, I was wondering who you both were and what's happening…" Liz paused and then added, "By the way, my name is Elizabeth, Liz for short."
The woman actually smiled at her. "My name is Sir Integra Faribrooks Wingate Hellsing, and that smiling moron is Alucard." She started. "This place is the Hellsing Organization. We are a group of professionals who hunt and kill vampires and other supernatural beings. And you are here now because Alucard changed you to keep your life from ending. You are now a vampire and as long as you work for us and obey our rules, I won't have you killed."
Liz's eyes widen as she took in this information. "I'm … I'm a vampire?" Liz raised a hand ran her middle finger over her teeth and felt her canines longer and she winced and looked down at her finger to see blood seeping from a new wound.
Suddenly there was a hand in a white glove reaching out and took her hand in its. She looked up the arm to see the man, Alucard, raising her arm up and he licks the blood from her finger with his long tongue.
Sir Integra cleared her thought and Alucard chuckled and released her hand and Liz looked back to Sir Integra. "As I was saying," she paused and glared at Alucard then turned back to Liz. "Miss Liz, I know you have had a hard day, for now, I'm going to send you to rest and I'll fill you in on more details after you have come to terms with what I have told you so far."
The woman stood and motioned to the door. "Alucard, she is your charge, now, take her to the basement and you both get some rest."
The woman turned away from them and walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows and looked out.
Alucard grinned and lifted Liz up and carried her from the room. Liz wasn't happy about being carried, but she knew her legs still would not hold her up. She wrapped her arms around Alucard's neck and rested her head on his shoulder as they walked down halls and stairs.
She heard some men mutter but she was to sleepy to look up as her eyes rested against the cold neck of Alucard. She sighed and kept her head tucked to his neck. At a glance from behind, it looks like his hair was longer on one side then the other.
Alucard then walked through a door and it became silent. She blinked a few times and raised her head from his neck and looked around. They were in a corridor with no light, but she could see with no problem.
She turned her head back and rested her face closer to Alucard's neck.
Alucard's POV
He was amused with his master's calmness of him making a new fledgling and with how she just accepted the girl.
He felt her gentle eyelashes brush his neck and her lifting her head from his neck for a moment to look around then she pressed her face harder then she knew into his neck. She was strong and he knew she could become stronger with training. He smiled mischievously and walked into his chamber.
All that was in here was his thrown, a side table and his coffin. He walked over to his coffin and gently pushed the lid back and lowered himself into his resting place.
Liz's POV
She felt Alucard lowering himself and she opens her eyes and look around to see him lowering them into what looked like a coffin.
"Wha!" she started to freak. "No!" she wrapped herself around Alucard's neck and shoulders.
Alucard chuckled and paused, only have made it to a sitting position. "Calm down Goth girl." He said.
Liz slowly released her grip on his neck and relaxing into his lap, one of his arms resting on her back. She looked down at his long legs in the box then back up to his face to see him grinning at her, but it seemed to have a slight tenderness to it.
"There's no need to fear, master will get you your own coffin soon, but until then we shear mine." He said gently and his hand rubbed her back.
Liz nodded but still clung to his chest.
Alucard leaned back in his coffin and Liz lay across his chest and rested her head on his chest shyly. She rested a hand on his chest next to her face and glanced up at him. She noticed that he was grinning down at her. She felt her cheeks warm a little and looked back to her hand and jumped a little as she felt the arm at her back wrap around her waist and the his other arm reached up and pulled the coffin lid over the two of them.
"Now sleep my little Draculina." She heard Alucard say and felt the rumble of his words in his chest and she felt herself fall into a dreamless sleep.
Alucard's POV
He felt his fledgling fall into a dead sleep on his chest. He smiled and ran a hand through her silken black hair. She still had on the clothes that she was stabbed in. he grinned to himself as he ran a hand down her side and brushed her coat back from her side and felt the soft fabric of her dress and grinned more when he felt the hem of the dress and just how short it was. He remembered noticing her black and skeleton leggings. He raised his hand up from the hem of her dress and wrapped it back around her waist and closed his eyes and fell to sleep himself.