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This the first time I wrote a story in awhile sorry if im rusty! Please enjoy!
BAM! The No Life King easily decapitated the vampire in one easy shot as blood splattered the wall, coloring it with a bright crimson. Bodies littered the floor like trash as blood flowed upon the ground surrounding his boots.
"Another job well done right, Master?" asked Seras as she slung the giant Harkonnen around her slim shoulders.
"Yes I suppose…" Alucard sighed as his eyes lazily scanned the room for anymore movement, but only found the twitching of dead ghouls as they bled around him. Where are the challenges? Where is the excitement of battle? His mind clouded with disappointment and boredom…But…there is still one thing that still holds my attention since the very first day… Alucard's eyes glanced at his fledging as she babbled on, not even noticing her master's look of longing and desire as his eyes roamed her lithe body.
"…Don't you think, Master?" Seras asked sadly. Her crimson eyes watered with red tears as she looked up at his pale face.
Alucard shifted his glasses to cover the glowing lust in his eyes for the blonde haired vampire.
"What are you going on about, Police Girl?" He asked in a bored tone as he cocked his head to the side.
"Master, I've been a full vampire for 40 years now! The least you can do is call me by my name! Seras! Seras Victoria!" she exclaimed, "and as I was saying isn't it sad that Sir Integra was diagnosed with lung cancer! I told her to stop smoking those damn cigars!"
His eyes narrowed at the name of his master, eyes slightly glowing red. "If you're a full-fledged vampire there is no need to call me 'Master' anymore, is there? But even if 40 years has past you haven't changed, your still a stupid, naïve police girl and… your still a sweet little virgin." He answered with a wide grin.
Seras cheeks redden as her crimson eyes went wide, "Maste…I mean Alucard! Y-y-you still haven't answered my question about Sir Integra!" she stammered as she looked down with embarrassment.
He chuckled delightedly for he knew her feelings for him but did not dare to act upon them until that Integra bitch was dead. "Integra can hold her own…cancer will not slow my master down…do not be too worried for her," he sighed. He felt a slight tingle on his hands as the marks on his gloves glowed red as his master called to him. "Time to report back, Police Girl," he murmured as he started to sink into the walls creating a black swirling portal.
"IT'S SERAS!" she exclaimed but all she heard was the dark laughter of her master as he disappeared completely. "One day I swear I'll…" Seras fumed.
"You'll do what, mignonette?"
"Pip!? Umm...when did you get here?" asked Seras as she blushed slightly looking at the copper-haired mercenary behind her.
"You know I am always here, my mignonette, when your sleeping, working… showering ", he smirked as smoke rose from his cigarette.
"Pip!" Seras yelled as her blush deepened, " L-l-let's go home already!" she scrambled as she straightened her left shadow arm lifting off into the air flying towards home.
"As you wish, Cherie…" he chuckled as he slowly faded away.
Seras sighed as she walked into Sir Integra's office. The bitter smell of cigars hit her as soon as she walked in, making her wrinkle her nose in disgust. Alucard was already there and was leaned against the wall, a smirk plastered on his face as he watched the petite blonde.
"It's about time you came, Seras," as a blue eye glittered dangerously behind Integra's monocle. Her face was worn from the years, filled with wrinkles and lines. Her once white blonde hair turned into a silvery grey, but even in her old age she was still beautiful as well as lethal. You wouldn't have even noticed that she would have lung cancer.
"I apologize, Sir…" Seras murmured as she flinched away from the cold glare.
"Now that you're here we can move on," Integra sighed as she pulled out one of her expensive cigars, lighting it up. A moment of silence went by as she inhaled, slowing letting the smoke curl past her lips as she let out a breath.
"There's been a disturbance down in the catacombs of London, a group of teenagers were killed and drained of blood while having a party down in the tunnels. Their bodies were mutilated and ripped apart. I want you search and destroy." Her gaze was hard and cold like ice, "Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes, Sir!"
"The two of you will leave within the hour and I will expect a full report within the next day," Integra said stonily.
"But, Sir! We just came back from another mission! And I'm exhausted and hungry!" Seras whined.
"Seras! Remember your place! You will do as your told," Integra's voice raised as her face became irritated. But before she could talk anymore Integra went into a fit of coughing. Her breath became ragged and labored; her sides shook from the hard coughing. Her cigar dropped onto her files burning a hole slowly through the paper. Alucard walked over and handed her a glass of water and pills. Integra grabbed at Alucard greedily, relaxing as the pills took effect.
"You can grab some blood packs before you go. Now leave." Integra whispered, a slim hand covered her eyes.
"Sir?" Seras questioned, her red eyes round with worry.
"Go! Search and destroy! Those are my orders, now leave!" Integra commanded her voice raspy from the fit of coughing.
"Of course, Sir!" Seras squeaked, almost running out of the room doing so.
Integra rested her head in her hands breathing in deeply.
"What is it, Alucard?" Integra asked bitterly.
A deep chuckle rumbled through his chest, a wide grin split down his face showing sharp white teeth. "Nothing, my master," he laughed as he slipped through the walls.
Integra sat there for a few moments unmoving, but finally picked up her burning cigar and lifted it to her lips inhaling slowly.
"Aghh… why does Integra have to be so damn mean…" Seras grumbled loudly as she walked the stone path. Sandy blonde hair fell over eyes as she hung her head low, Seras blew the hairs out of her eyes with a quick breath of air. I should really get a haircut soon…she thought as the hairs quickly hid her sight again.
White clad fingers reached out to brush the hairs out of her eyes with soft tenderness. Seras flinched back in surprise as she looked up at her master, her cheeks reddening slightly.
"What are you doing, Master?" her red eyes widening slightly as she peered at his smiling face.
"Don't cut your hair…" he sighed lightly through her mind like a gentle breeze, as his slender fingers continued to brush through the silky blonde hair.
"Master?" Seras whispered quietly. Warm breath tickled her cheeks as he started to lean in slowly.
Suddenly, Alucard's eyes widen fiercely as he swiftly twisted around taking the Jackal out in one smooth motion his long red trench coat flying behind him. A shot rang out through the silence. The bullet tore through the rogue vampire's face ripping flesh and skin, splintering bone and cracking cartilage, blood squirted out in spouts as the vampire fell to the ground with a sickening thud. Three more vampires came into view with at least eighty ghouls beside them.
"Are you ready, Seras?" Alucard smiled delightfully as he aimed the Jackal at a head of a ghoul.
"Ready as I'll ever be, Master," Seras answered happily, her red eyes glowed brighter.
BAM! BAM! BAM! The Harkonnen ripped through ghouls with ease as blood flowed and flesh was destroyed. As soon as the magazine was emptied she threw the giant gun to the ground and started to run, dodging hails of bullets and clawing hands. Seras ripped chunks of flesh with her gloved hands staining them red. Skin squished between her fingers as it was torn off bone and tendons. She stood in the middle of the carnage, covered in splatters of blood, and surrounded by bleeding bodies.
Shots rang out as the No Life king gunned down the vampires without even blinking. A sigh slipped past his lips as he finished off the ghouls.
"Seras are you finished…" Alucard stopped in mid sentence as he froze in surprise as he looked at the young police girl.
Alucard's lips rose in a wild grin as he took in the magnificent sight, he watched the beautiful Draculina lick her red stained fingers with hunger and bloodlust. He was so very tempted to grab her hands and suck on the crimson stains that covered her skin. A slick tongue moistened dry lips as he stared at the seductive vampire.
Suddenly, a bullet ripped through her neck and flew out the back. Blood squirted through the injury flowing freely and soaked her uniform. Her hand shook as she covered the wound, her wide crimson eyes watering slightly from the pain. Blood ran down her already red lips as it dripped down her chin, sweat covered her brow.
Alucard shot the downed gunman with ease as it went limp once more laying in a puddle of blood. His hands trembled as memories flashed through his mind…the shine of a silver blessed blade…the splash of blood…the gleam of glasses…Anderson… Alucard saw blades sticking out of Seras as he watched her choke on blood. One particular sword was sliced through the middle of her neck.
The memories flowed through his mind as he watched her grab at her wound.
"Police Girl…" Alucard asked warily as he walked closer, his eyes hard.
"I'm fine, master…ugh… I…just wasn't careful…" she whispered. Blood tears leaked down her face. "Remember, master, I've been through a lot worse," she chuckled lightly. Her breath still coming out hard as her wound started to close slowly.
Alucard's eyes widen as they were shadowed by his wide red fedora as he glanced over his orange tinted glasses, his shoulders going ridged and hard.
"Move, Seras." Alucard commanded.
"What?"
"Move the fuck out of the way now, Seras…" he repeated as he raised his Jackal towards her head.
"Master…" Seras turned her head slowly.
A giant cracked stone coffin wrapped in chains behind her trembled slightly. Her blood had squirted onto the coffin and had run between the giant cracks. A giant thump broke the top cracking it further. Stone burst into dust as rocks flew into the air. Seras whimpered as she watched two white hands touch the edges of the coffin. Suddenly white blonde hair peaked out of the shadows and red eyes glowed beneath white brows. Red liquid covered an elegant face as a snake- like tongue reached for stray droplets. Seras froze with fear as she felt power emanate from the creature as it rose slowly from the imprisonment. Red eyes lifted up to Seras' frightened face as a slender hand reached out towards her.
"AHHHHhhhh!" Seras fell backwards with 'Oomph'. The white face chuckled softly as it watched the small clumsy girl.
The figure was bound in ragged black clothing, the only color was the pale skin of his face and hands making him whiter than he seemed. He knelt to the ground in front of Seras with graceful elegance, a black cape flowing behind.
"Mulțumesc," he whispered, his head bowed low, "you have freed me from my torment by letting my taste your sweet sânge …your pure virgin blood…the first taste in over 300 years," his voice was strong yet soft, "I am delighted to even receive blood from a fata frumoas, I am in your debt."
"Nice to see you're still on your knees," Alucard growled.
"Alucard?" the vampire hissed, "I thought I was rid of you! I see you still haunt me even to this day," the creature snarled.
"Don't worry you won't have to endure this for long because you're about to die anyway," the Jackal pointed towards his head.
"Um…can anyone tell me what the fuck is going on!" Seras squeaked.
"Seras, I would like you to meet my dear friend, Lucianus Blight…the person behind my downfall and the one that led Van Hellsing to my destruction…"
REVIEWS WOULD BE AWESOME! (Also any things that you think can help the story please tell! Also if you want something to happen between characters or anything else I will put them under consideration.) Sorry for any grammatical errors so please don't kill me if I got anything wrong…(0_0) thanks for reading it means a lot to me even if there isn't many of you.
Mulțumesc- thank you
Sânge- blood
fata frumoas- beautiful girl
