Disclaimer: I only own Scarlette and Blitz and their crazy landlady. (More characters will be introduced in later chapters.) Hellsing belongs to its creators. Please support the official release. I own nothing of Hellsing. I'm simply a fangirl writing out her fantasies.
Warning(s): Yaoi in later chapters, and horror related stuff. And some explicit scenes. And other stuff I'll warn you about.
"Blah." = talking
'Blah' = thought
Blah = flashback/dreams
Author's note is at the end of the chapter
Chapter 1: A long walk home
Scarlette ran a hand through her blood red hair. Her maroon eyes were tired and semi glazed over in exhaustion. A long yawn escapes her mouth. She walked home late at night from the local McDonalds. The uniform barely fit her breasts and made them stand out. In a sense, it was too small. Probably not a smart thing for a woman her age to do. She had the ever hated 'graveyard' shift. A splash of bright red caught her eyes. Her heart raced for a second. But then she shrugged, ignoring it.
"I need to get home and get some rest. My eyes are playing tricks on me. Or I just might be hallucinating."
Scarlette fished out her keys from her pocket and placed her house key in the keyhole. A gloved hand covered hers with a tight grip. In all, she was denied access to her own house. She noted that the gloved hand had unusual symbols on it. The maroon eyed girl could make out words that were either in German or Latin. She had no clue on what they were. Scarlette sighed in aggravation.
'Fuck my life…Not another one…"
Scarlette's blood flared.
"Look buddy… I'm not interested. Try the gal next door. She knows what you want. She's offering not me."
The male refused to move. Another hand moved and placed itself on the door, trapping the blood haired woman. Scarlette sighed and turned around.
"Look buddy… I'm not interested. Go away."
She went silent after that. Her maroon eyes slowly expanded to the sizes of saucers.
The male's wardrobe was completely red and black. The red hat on his head tilted in a certain way that only showed the orange glasses he wore. The woman swallowed and her throat followed the motion. A smirk slowly appeared on the male's face. His teeth glimmered in the moonlight. The male oozed power, strength and masculinity.
'Please don't be a rapist. Better yet; don't be Jack the Ripper's late descendent.'
She mentally plead. She then blinked at the male feeling her iron back bone return.
"So whom do I owe this….displeasure?"
She asked eventually breaking the thick silence.
"I am Alucard. And who are you little rose?"
Scarlette's face lit up.
"Scarlette Blood."
The male ran a hand through her hair and played with some of the locks. Her head refused to jerk away. Her eyes glanced at the moon in the sky. It was an unholy shade of red. The sky seemed to be black as the ocean floor.
'What the hell's wrong with me? I can't do anything.'
She thought in petrifying fear. The male ran his hand all over her face, feeling her cheek bones, her face and then finally, her neck. Alucard then let it fall when he was done exploring. A grin now was on his face.
"You miss Blood have interesting thoughts…"
Scarlette's eyes gained a look of absolute fear.
'He's either a vampire or mind reader. I'm going with vampire. He looks like he would be one. Not like Edward Cullen though. He looks more epic than him. He could beat his ass into the ground. Maybe that Bella bitch too'.
Scarlette thought about taking out her cross that was also in her pocket but decided against it.
"What are you?"
She asked curiously.
"A vampire."
She nodded.
"Thank you for answering."
He then lowered his face onto hers.
Beep Beep! Beep Beep!
Scarlette woke up in a flash. Her body drenched in sweat. Her eyes frantically searching her crappy apartment room.
"Holy hell! What was that? Who was Alucard? And why did I work at McDonalds?"
She lay back in bed and huffed. No more horror movies for her at night again... She'll still play Slender though. Or Amnesia Hell, even Penumbra sounded good. She slowly got up and stretched her tired muscles out. Her pajama's slightly extending out. A yawn came out from her jaws.
"Man, I'm tired."
She said through her yawn. Her growling stomach led her to the kitchen.
'Hmm… Either poptarts or cereal? What do I even have?'
She checked her pantries. She pulled out a box of waffle mix and grinned.
"Hello epic breakfast. You are going to taste so good."
She made the batter and placed it in the waffle maker. On her stove were bacon, sausage and eggs. Her roommate was soon to wake up. She made coffee and she heard the telltale footsteps of her roommate. She glanced at the doorway. There stood a male about seven feet tall. His black hair was a massive mess. The usually straight head of hair became victim to the bedhead epidemic. His electric blue eyes were slightly dull and glazed over in sleepiness. His skin slightly glistened from the shower he had just taken. Or was it a night terror? Forest green sweatpants gently hugged his hips. The muscles on his stomach showed. He yawned loudly.
"Morning Blitz. Have a nice night? You hungry like a wolf?"
She asked, giving the male a cup of black coffee and a bagel. He gave a slight smile and sat down at the table. He rubbed his temple trying to wake up. Eventually he drank the coffee and felt the caffeine go into him. Making him more awake to survive the day. Scarlette was thankful that she made enough to feed three armies and the entire country of England many times over. Blitz devoured a lot of her cooking. Sometimes she wondered if he even tasted her food. She sat down and ate. An hour later, the dishes were cleaned and placed back into the pantries. Blitz sat on the old war beaten couch. He barely paid attention as he flipped through the random channels. He eventually stopped on CSI. Blitz covered the female's eyes as the dead body was shown. After that fiasco, Blitz watched Scarlette play Fatal Frame 2: Deep Crimson Butterfly for the Wii. He laughed as the female screamed at the random pop up ghosts and as she nearly got killed by Sae Kurosawa multiple times. She hit him roughly in the shoulder in return. A loud knock came to the door. Blitz sighed and got up. He made his way to the door and opened it.
"Ja? Vhat do you vant?"
He asked in a deep voice.
At the door was…..
Their old crazy Chinese landlady, Miss Chan-Juan Yun.
"Why you no pay your lent?"
She yelled at the male. Blitz blinked at the woman. The Chinese woman was in her early thirties. She was happily married with four children. The woman had the appearance of a regular Chinese woman. But she had the temper of a dragon. She stood at the male with ferocity in her almond shaped eyes. Her hands rested on her hips. She stood at 5'4, but she terrified the male to no end. Her outfit consisted of a red t-shirt and jeans. Her feet were sandals.
"Miss Ve paid it already; it's in your mailbox."
She blinked and slightly calmed down. Then realization came into her eyes.
"Oh. Yes you did. Soddy. Wrong door. I meant to go to the room right next door. Enjoy!"
She left and Blitz shut the door. He joined the female on the couch.
"Yes! I finally beat the Kusabi! Please let me get the promise ending this time. I don't want to cry like a baby again."
She prayed to every known god. Luck seemed to be on her side. She turned off the Wii and sighed in joy. Blitz ruffled her hair and chuckled.
"Time for Penumbra: Black Plague? Or Amnesia: Justine?"
Scarlette glared at him.
"You play this time you big gluttonous fatso!"
She said poking him in his tight chest. His laugh echoed in the room. Scarlette pouted and then started laughing herself. Eventually Scarlette and Blitz watched a movie. The movie was 'Red Riding Hood'. Scarlette hid in Blitz's lap and yelped and hid her face in his stomach. Today was a lazy day for them.
Author's note: And that's chapter 1 ladies and gents! Hope you enjoyed Chapter 1!
Just to let you know, the couples for this story ar. (Look at the bottom of this.) If you don't like then don't read. Constructive criticism is wanted and needed.
-Couples-
Alucard x Scarlette
Pip x Seras
Blitz x ?