Hello! This is a short and sweet fic that I hope you all enjoy...well not enjoy (angst angst angst) but at least find a pleasant read.
IMPORTANTFOR UNDERSTANDING: In this fic Seras is set to be blind, its kind of a diversion from the mangaverse where Seras gets her arm chopped off yet it cut across the eyes also. This fic is based on the idea that after she drank Pip's blood she didn't regain her sight (well she didn't grow her arm back so fair enough) yet survived as well as everyone else.
Enough said.
Please review, I can't emphasize how much I appreciate it and its a real help with my writing.
I hold no rights over Hellsing in any shape or form, it all belongs to the prestigious Kohta Hirano and I think I'd be too lazy to keep it up any way...drawing all those teeth...
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Seras was blind and it was sad. So bitter and painfully sad because she couldn't remember what he looked like anymore, and it tore her up inside.
She was useless, what help is a blind vampire?
Seras was left to sit and wait for the day that she was finally disposed of, the day that Integra became tired of providing blood for her worthless subordinate.
She couldn't remember what he looked like...
He never came and talked to her now, not him. He was too busy fighting and pushing the world forward whilst she remained still, sitting in her lonely room waiting for him to visit.
He never did.
He didn't have time for failures.
Hope would rise in her chest whenever she heard footsteps approaching and then it would lower and turn into disappointment as they echoed away into nothingness.
It was sad, yes, it really was, yet the world no longer held a place for Seras Victoria, she had lost it along with her sight.
That was what she told herself as she stared blindly into the mirror at the reflection she could no longer see, smiling sweetly as she pressed the stake into her chest, above her heart.
It only hurt for a moment, but then, Seras had been in pain for a long time now, so perhaps she couldn't tell any more.
As she lay there crimson pooling around her, gasping those last precious breaths she tried to conjure his face in her mind one last time.
She failed.
...you are my sweetest downfall...
...I loved you first...
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I decided not to put this at the start because I was worried it would put people off but I wrote this in five minutes at twenty to twelve when trying to go to sleep and the idea flashed before my eyes. I wrote it up on a notepad I keep by my bed and I copied it up to post. Lol, I hope it was worth the effort.
Quite short but I hope you found it good none the less.
Please review, all of them are read and appreciated. Go on, you know you want to : ).
Oh the last two lines are quotes from Regina Spector's beautiful song 'Samson', I urge you to listen to it.
Yodel. Merkswinter xxxxxx