I couldn't breathe.
I could barely see. Nothing felt normal anymore. I wasn't even sure what normal was! I didn't know what to do, nor did I know how to react. Okay, breathe Integra, just breathe…easier said than done.
I fought back tremors of anguish and despair as I watched him go down on bended knee. An act of complete obedience. I asked him his name.
"What is your name?"
"Your ancestors called me…"
The shot rang clear and true.
"…Alucard…"
I, Integra Fairbrooks Wingates Hellsing, a mere twelve year old had just inherited a pet vampire.
Oh, God help me. What have I done?
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Alucard, such an odd name. I wondered what it was, Dutch or Romanian perhaps? It would take me a while to figure out the exact meaning behind the name. I remembered the fear that had welled up inside me when I had heard his name. That irrational fear, so delicate and intricate as it bonded like a spider's web through my heart.
And then their was the way he felt so reassuring to me as he stood close and hovered. A protective stance, the look of the intent to kill anyone who dared stand in my way…our way. I remember the feelings of curiosity as I began to experiment to him.
Telling him to jump up and down.
Telling him to make me tea.
Telling him to wear a dress.
Telling him to jump into a lake.
Telling him to go kill himself.
Telling him I needed him.
His smile oddly made me fall into a comfort zone. For ten years I looked at that insane Cheshire grin and smiled back. We had reached a level of comfort between us. A zone of complete and total understanding. I may not have ever admitted my feelings to him, and nor did he me…but as each day passed we grew a little closer.
Our love grew a little more.