Where'd You Come From?

Part 1

The.Lonely.Vampire does not own Hellsing. Don't sue her. All characters copyright Kouta Hirano.

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Lonely had just finished cleaning her room. Her books were neatly put in her bookshelves and she had managed to clean her closet.She didn't clean her room because she wanted to. Her mom had to give her "friendly persuasion" to do it. (Cough. "You better clean up your room when I'm gone or I'm going to clean it myself when I get back." Cough.) Her parents would be gone for two weeks. Two whole blissful weeks.. She sighed in a state of semi-ecstacy. But what was a fourteen year-old girl to do? Lonely couldn't drive to the mall or the bookstore or Dave and Busters.. Nothing. At least she could do whatever she wanted. Maybe she could redecorate her room. But she didn't have anything to decorate with. She looked at various places in her room. A blue lamp with a cracking, yellow lamp cover. Her bed with "The Little Mermaid" bed sheets she's had since she was five. Random posters and drawings taped or sticky-tacked on the white walls. Curtains with fish on them. Biege carpet. A broken closet door she had leaning on the wall. She was beginning to loathe her room.

Lonely picked up the fifth volume of "Hellsing", disheartened and layed on her floor and began to read. She fell asleep half way into the book, her long, wavy dark brown hair spilled across the carpet. Something in her room wasn't quite right. Rubbing her eyes groggily, she yawned. "So much for trying to beat my thirty-six-hours-without-sleep record." Lonely mumbled to herself. Something nudged her stomach. She sat up. What was that? "What the hell?.." She slurred, looking up. Her eyes widened and her heart stopped. What stood in her room was a man. But that wasn't the scary part. The scary part was that he was dressed as Alucard from "Hellsing". Every detail was perfect from the symbols on the gloves to the red fedora hat. "ALUCARD COSPLAYER IN MY ROOM!!" Lonely exclaimed, somewhat gleefully. Then she realized what was wrong with the picture. A. Man. In. Her. Room. That. She. Did. Not. Know. "RAPIST!!!" Lonely screamed, crawling away from the cosplayer.

"I am not a rapist." The Alucard cosplayer said. Even the voice sounded like Alucard's. Was Crispin Freeman in her room?

"Prove it!!" She exclaimed from against the wall.

"Don't you think I would have done it by now?"

"I dunno!" Lonely slurred, her brain still clouded with sleep. The Alucard cosplayer studied her with red eyes. She'd have to ask him where he got the contacts later. His eyes came to rest on her shirt. "What?" Lonely asked. "Do I have something on my shirt?" She looked at it. "Oh." It was one of her Alucard shirts. Alucard's face gave a maniacal grin back at the world from her shirt.

"Who are you?!" Alucard demanded, pulling out his huge gun, the Jackal.

"I'm Lonely." Lonely replied.

"I don't have time to play these silly games." The Alucard cosplayer growled.

"But I AM Lonely!" Lonely repeated.

The Alucard cosplayer cocked the gun. Lonely's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

"Your name, child."

"Lonely!!" She exclaimed. The cosplayer lowered the gun. "Now get out of my house before I call the cops!" The cosplayer chuckled.

"What are the cops going to do to me?" He smirked. "Normal guns don't affect me-"

"You're not the real Alucard, you idiot." Lonely said, getting a little more comfortable with the situation. He seemed bothered by that comment.

"Try me." He hissed.

"What am I thinking?" Lonely challenged. The room got quiet.

"You're thinking about how much you want to watch 'Hellsing Deleted Scenes' on YouTube."

"Yep, you're prob'bly Alucard." Lonely relaxed. "My house, my rules. Don't walk through any walls, please refrain from killing people or things. Don't come in my room without knocking. If you're thirsty, help yourself."

"You're letting me stay?" He asked. Lonely nodded.

"I figured you would have went back if you could.. You can sleep in my parents' room. We don't have coffins here, so you might want to sleep in the closet since it doesn't have a window. Make yourself at home." She smiled. Lonely couldn't wait to call Luna or Courtney. They'd be freaked out. But what about her parents? They'd shit a chicken if they found out that there was a man here. She was hoping that Alucard wasn't reading her thoughts. He was going to be bored here, a world without Anderson or vampire attacks. But then the phone rang, snapping Lonely out of her reverie. She jumped up and answered it.

"Lonely." She heard Luna say.

"Yeah?" Lonely asked.

"You're not going to believe what just happened!" Luna exclaimed, sounding somewhat happy?"

"What happened?" Lonely asked.

"Father Anderson.. He's in my room! A freaky Irish-accented priest is in my room! And my parents are here!"

I was really, really bored when I started this. Review, please. I hope you've enjoyed it so far.. Yes, my room does look like that.. Sadly, I've wanted to change it, but I never got around to it..