Hellsing: Bloodsbane Romance
Author: Lovestar-Jewel-Mistic/JewelMistic AkA Jen
Pairing: AlucardXOC
A/N:
This is a heavily revised version of my fanfic of the same name. I apologize for any future OOCness some characters might show, but I will try my best to keep it to a minimum. Please do not bash the original characters and/or plot and critisize me on my skills, not because you don't like what is happening in my story. On certain points I will put a song's name and their respective artist/band between two ~. That means I suggest you play that song on the background as you read the following part, it will help set the mood.
Disclaimer: Hellsing is created and owned by the talented Kohta Hirano. I only own the original characters, the theories and the plot.
Prologue
-The past. Location: Transylvania, Castle Dracula-
~Fire and Ice by Within Temptation~
It was storming heavily that night, a night that should have gone down into history. With flashes of lightning washing over the stone walls of the massive castle, lighting up the rooms with every flash and soon followed by a rumbling roar coming from the clouds. The castle seemed to be abandoned, as there was little to no lights shining from within. Another flash of blinding light soon revealed a scene that could possibly belong in a horror movie. In the grand dining room of the giant building showed the evidence that a masacre occured not that long ago. Sitting around the long table where the nobles of the castle and surrounding villages, though they were everything but alive now, having bled to death due to slashes in their necks. Only one body stood out from the rest, the one that sat at one end of the table. This particular body of a young male looked like he had his throat ripped out by a wild animal.
Of course not everyone died at this seeming massacre.
Footsteps echoed against the inner walls of the castle, a clear sign a chase was still going on. A young woman was running for her very life. Her raven long raven black hair flowing behind her as she kept her fast and steady pace and her hazel brown eyes looking around the halls in determination, but also in panic and fear, looking for a way to escape and also to put as much distance between her and her pursuer.
"Irina, Irina come back! I won't hurt you!" The heavy sounding voice of the man that was chasing her called out. Of course the young woman that was called Irina had no intention to stop running from this man, not after what she had witnessed moments ago. She could hear the man closing up on her and in her heightened panic she went through the first door she noticed, ending up at a winding staircase that would lead her up to one of the tallest towers. Knowing the risk of getting caught was high if she went back to try another door. So Irina went up, climbing the stairs as fast as her legs could carry her and her hands holding the end of her dark dress to avoid tripping and tumbling down to her pursuer. Hearing the heavy voice call out to her again, pleading for her to cease running, made Irina go a bit more faster in the fear that her pursuer was closer then she thought.
Soon she came to the top of the tower and closed the heavy door that led her outside behind her, in the hopes that it will buy her enough time to think of a way to escape. Slowly and carefully she stepped to the edge of the tower, praying to the gods that the gusts of winds wouldn't push her off. She looked over the edge, considering climbing down to escape, but the darkness that loomed at the base of the tower made her reconsider, also the storm would make it impossible to get to the nearest window safely.
Irina let out a soft sigh and closed her eyes for a moment or two, thinking back on what had happened earlier that night, the terrible thing she had seen.
-Earlier that night-
Irina was in her own personal room, preparing herself for the banquet that was being held in the honor of a recent victory as well as in celebration with her engagement to Ivan; the cousin of the lord of the manor whom was also a dear childhood friend of her, they both were. She looked at herself in the mirror, making sure the dark green dress she was wearing fitted in all the right places. This dress was a gift from her childhood friend; the lord, and it made her mind heavy with thoughts.
Truth was, Irina didn't truly loved Ivan, but she did love the lord who gave her such a precious gift. She thought back on the many times she tried too tell her friend what she was feeling, to show him that her heart was his. But her advances where never noticed or returned for that matter. On the most depressing day of her life, when she had given up hope to be with the man she loved, Ivan came and confessed his love to her, asking her hand in marriage. Irina, not being able to break Ivan's heart as hers was broken, accepted. And even though Irina would never be able to give her heart to the man she was going to marry, she made a silent vow to do her best to still be a perfect wife.
She let out a sigh and shook her head, knowing that she was running late on her appearance. She left her room and made way to the dining room, stopping in her tracks as she heard the voice of her childhood friend yell.
"Traitors! all of you!" His heavy voice boomed from the other side of the door. Carefully Irina opened the door, just a bit, and looked through the opening. What she saw would forever be embed in her mind. Standing on the table stood the lord of the castle, her childhood friend and the person she loved so much. Sword in hand and a look of madness on his face, he was slashing the throat's of the attending nobles, all of them to afraid and shocked to flee and fight back. All but one.
Irina witnessed as her fiancé; Ivan, stood up against his cousin, only to have his bravery rewarded by death. Before he could even react his cousin had lunged at him, sinking razor sharp teeth no one knew he had into the younger males neck, ripping his throat out like a wild animal.
A small scream escaped Irina's lips, making the mad lord turn his head to the door where she was standing. Irina had fled from the scene before she could have seen the shock in his eyes and it took him mere seconds to reach the door and give chase.
-Back on the tower-
Tears ran down Irina's cheeks which mingled with the rain the storm brought with it. She was very well aware that she would probably die that night, by the hands of the man she had known her entire life. She heard a powerful kick throw the door open and she knew she was caught. She turned around to face her death head on, but the moment she did a powerful gust of wind, even stronger then those before, caught her off guard and pushed her over the edge of the tower. In the first few seconds of her fall, seemed like minutes to her, she could see her friend reach out and try to catch her, which was in vain.
It was in this slow moment that Irina realized that what happened this night might have been all her fault. The look she saw in her friends eyes, it was a look of fear and there was also something she always wanted to see, but simply missed due to her ignorance. In her mind her life flashed by and only now did she see the signs she was so oblivious of before. In the very last seconds of her life she whispered her two final words, hoping her friend the pursuer on the tower would still be able to hear.
"I'm sorry."
The next moment she reached the bottom of the tower and her body was impaled by the sharp rocks that where hidden by the darkness of the night and the shadow of the castle. The heartbroken scream of the lord of the castle filled the air as he just witnessed his beloved plummet to her death. This was the night that should have gone down into history. The night where Vlad 'Tepes' Dracula the Third, lord of Castle Dracula, would become the dreaded count Dracula and start to terrorize Transylvania. It was after this fateful night that the wheels of destiny where set into motion; that would make this man not only a horrid monster, but also much later in his immortal life; a weapon for human protection.
-The Present. Location: England, Bloodsbane Manor-
Waking from the terrible nightmare that showed her these events from the past; a young woman sat up straight in her bed, beads of sweat lining down from her forehead. This woman was named Scarlet Bloodsbane and ever since she could remember she was heaving these dreams that showed parts of Irina's life. Slowly the young vampiress got up from her bed, peculiar really for Scarlet was one of the few vampires in the household that would sleep in a bed. She walked over to her window, opened the thick black curtains and sat down in the warm comfy chair she had placed there, her crimson eyes looking out at the night sky, seeing stars appear one by one. She grabbed her brush from the window sil and started to brush her raven black hair.
As her eyes spotted a shooting star Scarlet closed her eyes and made a wish.
"I only have a simple wish in mind." She spoke in her soft and innocent voice. "I wish to leave this place. In the hopes of meeting him one day." She opened her eyes again, turning her gaze back to the sky.
Even though having seen the last moments of Irina's life, she hopes to meet the man she is dreaming off one day. Scarlet wasn't sure why but there was something inside of her that told her that he was still alive and it was that same thing that generated that need and hope to meet with him.
Scarlet turned her gaze to the door as she could hear the rest of the manor wake up to live their life under the darkness of the night. She let out a soft sigh and got up from her chair to get ready and dressed as well. One last time she looked outside of the window, up at the stars whom where shining freely in the open sky.
"I have to tell him...She's sorry."
A/N: There it is, the prologue. This is more of a chapter introducing the OC I'll be using the most and of course the one I'm pairing up with Alucard later on. I'll do my best not to make Scarlet in a typical Mary Sue, of course the definition of Mary Sue is different to everyone. I hope you have enjoyed this opening to my fanfic and will return for later chapters.
-Jen