INSANITY
Disclaimer- I do not own Hellsing's characters or this world though I wish I did, but for now I'll use them to my own sick devises. All new characters are mine. All the original characters are mine.
The door gave a chilling creak as it was pushed open. The blinding light came from the outside room and invaded my dark one. It hurt my eyes so I had to close them. Why is everything so bright out there?
"Get up now!" A harsh voice demanded.
The voices always change. They're never the same. Always trying to keep me isolated. Don't let me get familiar. Keep me alone. I'm so alone. I hate being alone. Its so boring, and dull.
"I said get up you little wretch! It's time to go down to he lab."
I wont get up. I still have my pride left. Whatever that means, but I won't get up they just want to hurt me. Maybe I can play a game with him. He sounds fun to play with.
"Make me move old man. Lets see if you can. You smell. Just like the others that fell."
"Get up do as I say!"
OOOO he gets angry fast. I will enjoy this.
"NO!"
"Fine have it your way. I'll take you there by force."
"See if you can."
His footsteps are heavy as he starts to slowly stalk towards me. He is a foolish man. Never bite what you can't chew. I remember hearing that once. Yes that fits in his case. I let a smirk I had been holding in grace my lips. Unfolding my self from my position on the floor I stood up. He got within 2 feet of me then he shot his hand out to grab my arm. I used my superior speed, and moved behind him. He looked startled. He hasn't noticed i'm behind him yet.
"Back here. Do not fear."
"What how did you do that. What are you some kind of FREAK!"
"Your to slow old man. Come on catch me if you can. I'll give you one chance old man. To hit me if you can, but if you fail I'll beat you like the hammer to the nail."
"Stop rhyming it's annoying as hell."
He's fun to play with. He gets angrier than all the others so much faster. Lets see how much I can make him squirm.
"Rhyming is just a part of my game. Come on, come on see if you can play my game."
He just growled at me. How very interesting. It was a deep rumbling sound. I wonder what other noises I can make him make, but growling not nice all I want to do is play with him. I'm so very bored in this dank dark room.
"Hit me now before I leave, or else you'll know what I have up my sleeve."
"You're crazy you're stark raving mad. Get the hell away from me."
That's really not nice. I'm giving him the chance to win, and he insults me. He's made me mad.
"You've made me mad. Oh you won't be glad."
The concrete wall shuttered with the force that I slammed this fat, old, man against it.
"The game is done you've ruined my fun. The turn is mine. You're outta time."
Grabbing his neck I started to squeeze. The harder I squeezed the purpler he got. Laughing I squeezed harder. I want to see how purple he can get. He sounds like a chicken the way he's clucking. I can hear his heart beating in his chest. It's lost its rhythm. It beats faster faster.
"Let…me…go…please."
His voice was barley a whisper, and came out as mostly gasps for breath, but I heard him.
"Give me a reason why."
"They'll…hurt…you."
He's wasting his precious breath on this. What a waste. He's not worth my time. He's lost my interest.
"They already do"
With that said I dropped him to the ground. AAWWW it looks like he's bowing to me. How cute. I love that look on his face like I'm actually going to let him go. No can't do that.This is boring. He had his chance to live, but he refused. How rude of him. I let my glorious nails grow into long, sharp, points.
"This was fun when it began, but I'm bored once again. Your time is through. I wont miss you."
My nails slashed through his throat with easy. Like ripping tissue paper. His eyes widened for a moment then he fell forward. Never to breathe again. His neck poured blood into a small pool at my feet. Some people say the smell of blood is disgusting, but I rather enjoy the smell. It's a very unique scent, but enjoyable all the same. I've never tasted blood, but I' tempted to find out if it tastes as good as it smells. I just kind of stared at the pool. Something in me was changing. It wants the blood. It craves it needs it. Carefully I got on my knees not caring that I was kneeling in the blood. My hand as if by its own violation reached for the blood. The sticky liquid is still warm. It dripped all over me as I brought it back to my mouth. Hesitantly I brought my tongue out. The first taste was heavanly. It was sweet, and tart at the same time. With a hint of spice thrown into the mix. I want more. I want it all. I attacked the liquid with a new vigor. The rags I call clothes were drenched a splashed with blood. My face is smeared with blood around my mouth.
"Hehehehe this is cool."
The blood is gone. I ate it all. Now I'm sad. I'm all alone again. The door was smashed open, and the funny looking men came pilling in. Then came Craig. I don't like Craig. Craig makes me mad.
"Quick hold her down"
Uh-oh it sounds like i'm in trouble. Today's not going to be a good day. No no, no, never a good day in this place. This place of blinding light, and stark white walls. They keep saying their going to make me better always better. I don't see what's wrong with me. I think I'm fine. Maybe they're the ones that need to be made better, but of course it's always the imperfect ones that think their perfect. Slowly I got up. I am not so dumb as to make quick movements. It makes them nervous then they do rash things, and make me bad. There was a contagious silence. Frankly I don't know why. They were all staring at me like I was some demon from the underworld.
"Dear god girl what have you done. What have you done"?
What does he mean? OOHH! He means mister cranky pants on the floor. Whys he's so surprised. I'm only doing what they want me to do they're making me this way.
"She's doing exactly what we want her to Craig. So get her down to the lab NOW so we can make her even better. Today's a special day for my special girl. You're going to make me very proud today i'm sure."
"You heard the Dr. get this thing down too the lab."
Proud, I can make Dr proud. That's all I want to do. He's such a nice man. He doesn't make me mad. I only want to make him happy and proud. Here come the funny looking men. I tried to cover my mouth before I started laughing out loud, but the funny looking men were mean and held my arms tightly in place as they dragged me out of the room. I couldn't hold it back I just started laughing. I like to laugh, but everyone looks at me weird when I laugh. Craig was giving me a nasty look. I don't like Craig so I hissed at him on my way past him. He jumped back like a scarred dog. His face is funny. His Nose is HUGE! I want to poke it, but then I would get in trouble. His nose popped in my head again, and I imagined a small civilization of people marooned on it. I laughed all the way out the door and down the hall.
I remember this hall. I don't like this hall. Bad things happen to me when I go down this hall. NO, NO, NO I don't want to go.
"NO! Let me go! I don't want to go let me go let me go!"
Struggling against the funny men I tried to get away. Anywhere, but here.
"Adrielle stop that this instant! Behave or else ill have to punish you, and you don't want that."
"I don't care Dr I don't want to go. I wont go. You're making me mad. Stop making me mad.
Dr used my name that's never good, but I don't want to go. The bad things are down this hall. I struggled harder and managed to turn and start to run away, but the grabbed me before I could dart off. Dr made a look at Craig, and Craig Smiled. I don't like it when he smiles. It's always bad when he smiles. He reached in his white jacket, and pulled out he pointy thing I don't like. Renewing my struggles I tried to get away, but more funny men came to hold me down. They lifted my head and jerked it to the side. Craig came closer and closer with the pointy thing. He was filling it with something. It burns that stuff. It hurts.
"Hold her still god damn it. I can't inject it if she's thrashing around like that."
"I'm sorry sir but she's really strong."
Obviously I'm not that strong if I can't get these guys off me. I don't want that stuff in my neck again. Not again. I have to break free.
"I said hold her down or else you will face the consequences."
"Yes sir sorry sir"
Without warning more funny looking men jumped on me. Their weight was amazing. I think they're crushing spine. Great I'm going to die under a bunch of funny looking fat pigs. God damnit I can't move. These bastards are really making me mad.
"Good now keep her down while I inject this."
I can't move. No not again. I don't want this. Please no. A growl came from deep in my throat, and I got the satisfaction of seeing pure fear fly across Craig's face. As soon as it was there though it was gone, and he continued to advance on me. Finally he stood in front of me. My eyes flashed fire at him, and he briefly hesitated before driving the needle into my neck with brute force. Involuntarily a small scream passed my lips. Craig just smirked down at me as I felt the burn of the strange liquid start to spread across my body. Everywhere it burned my muscles relaxed.
"There now she shouldn't be a problem anymore."
The funny looking men got off of me, and my body slammed non-to gracefully to the floor. I can't move. I have no strength left.
"Get her in the lab now!"
I threw an apologetic look to Dr, but I only received a hateful glare instead. I felt my body being picked up and carried threw the doors. I hate these doors. They're evil doors. You can see the evil seeping room them.
"Lay her on the table, and hook her up."
No, Not again. The table was chillingly cold on my practically bare back. Looking around I noticed the funny men scurrying about. Some had bags with red stuff in them, and with long tubes and a needle attached. I hate those bags. I especially hat those needles.
"Get the machine hooked up, and hurry and get those blood bags set up."
My fingers started to twitch. Good I'm starting to get feeling back in my fingers. Then they'll all pay for making me mad. Suddenly hands grabbed mine harshly.
"Now, now, now can't have you getting away can we Adrielle."
Craig strapped me down to the table. There is no way I'd be able to break through the steel bonds. I really hate Craig. Suddenly the needles were shoved into my veins. I winced at the pain, but I refuse to make a sound. After they stopped shoving needles in me Craig started to warm up the 'machine'. Theirs no escapes this now. I looked at the bags labels. They all said the same thing. Cat, dog, wolf, leopard, dragon. The last, and biggest bag stopped me though. It said a name.
Alucard. Who's Alucard, and why is his blood about to be drained into my body.
"Night, night Adrielle."
I heard Craig flip the switch on the 'machine'. The Intense amount of pain caused me to fall into the vast darkness of my mind.
