Good Evening,
This one is a little different then my others. In this, Alucard and Sebastian aren't servants of the Hellsing Organization. I guess it would mainly be like a dimension where the Organization doesn't actually exist. Also, this is mainly placed during the early 80s to late 90s. Obviously from the description, this is just about Alucard and Sebastian being there during Seras' childhood and waiting for their mate to become a proper age so they can fully take her as theirs.
Also, I OWN "Two Black Wolves Roaming the Night". I hope that you enjoy this story. Please review.
Oxford Not Brogues
Eternally Yours
Chapter One
1984
A young girl of four sat on top of a kitchen counter kicking her feet and drinking a small glass of milk. Her sparkling blue orbs followed her pacing parents as they cleaned up and got ready for bed for the night. Her mother cleaned up the few dishes in the sink while her father put a fresh trash bag in the rubbish bin. Once he was done, his blue orbs flickered to his one and only daughter with a handsome smile on his face. Seras giggled and hid her smile in her glass of milk while she continued to drink.
She had always loved the way his mustache outlined his upper lip, stretching and relaxing with every smile he gave to her. And it always tickled her whenever he kissed her cheek. The father turned away from his daughter and headed off to the sink to dry what his wife already washed. Seras continued to watch and sip on her cold milk, and purposely making milk mustaches.
"Seras," A low baritone voice whispered from the hall. The small blonde furrowed her brows and curiously glanced in the direction from where the voice came from. The hall was lit, but she couldn't see anybody there. So, the only explanation was that it came from either her parents' room or hers. But instead the four year old honestly didn't care and soon lost focus. She looked back at her parents who didn't seem to hear the voice she had heard. The young girl started kicking her feet again and drinking the last of her milk.
"Seras," The voice came again. Seras shifted her head and looked back at the opening of the hall to now see that it was completely dark. The little one froze and cocked her head to the side. Had that light been out before? Or did the bulb blow out?
"Come, my pet." Another voice purred to her. Come? Seras thought to herself. Did they want to play with her? She heard a sinister soft laugh.
"If that is what you want, we will." The first voice spoke softly to her. Seras' face lit up and she smiled brightly. She loved to play! She had wanted to play before bed, but her daddy said she wouldn't be able to go to sleep then. The girl set her nearly empty glass of milk on the counter. She then carefully slid herself down the side of the cabinet and landed on her knees. It had hurt a little, but Seras was used to the pain since she always got down herself that way. The small blonde then pushed off the floor and sprinted out of the kitchen. Once she was out of her parents' sight she skipped to the dark hallway to look for her new friends.
"Where are you?" Seras asked and stopped before she could enter the darkness. She wasn't afraid of the dark, but she was afraid of the monsters in the dark. Like, a few nights ago she saw a movie where a monster steals children from their beds when they're alone in the dark. So, her mummy had to put a night light in her room to scare those monsters away because they hated light! The little one frowned when she realized that her new friends could be taken away by those monsters because they were alone in the dark.
"It's dark," Seras whispered and took a step back. "There're monsters in the dark. They'll eat you." More cackles came from one of her friends.
"We will fight away all your monsters and the things you fear, my dear." The man with the baritone voice purred.
"No monsters?" The little one asked and took a step forward. "You fought away all the monsters?"
"Yes, and only left the ones who won't harm you, darling." The man whispered. Seras smiled brightly.
"Then can we play?!" The girl asked and threw out her arms in excitement.
"Seras?" Her father spoke when he heard his daughter in the other room.
"Seras, where are you?" Her mother also called. Seras' smile fell and she looked back at the walk-in kitchen. Her parents came from the room and looked at her quizzically. "Honey, why didn't you finish your milk?" The girl smiled again and looked back at the hall, but the light was on once more and there was nobody there. Her smile again disappeared and she blinked stupidly into the hall.
"I wanna play," Seras pouted her lip and tears welled up in her eyes. Why did her new friends leave? Didn't they like her? They were her first friends and she had hoped they would be best friends forever. She crossed her arms while warm tears streamed down her face. "I wanna play," Seras whimpered and then buried her face in her hands when she started to bawl.
"Seras, I already told you no, and you're not going to throw a tantrum." Her father said in a stern voice. The girl removed her hands from her face and she looked up at her father with a red face.
"But they said that they would play with me. Why did they lie?" Seras asked and then pointed into the hall. Her parents curiously glanced into the hall.
"Who said that they were going to play with you?" Her mother asked, sounding a bit worried. She kept glancing into the hall, wondering if her child's imagination was just running rampant again or if there were actual men in their home talking to their daughter.
"The men in the hall; they said that they would play with me." Seras repeated while her tears dried. The mother automatically grabbed her child and hugged her close to her. She looked up at her husband with pleading tear filled eyes, silently begging him to secure their home and protect her and her child. The father sighed and clenched his fists as he prepared himself to find the husky, dirty men that most likely wanted to kidnap their daughter and do unspeakable things to her. The very thought made the man fume and see total red. He will kill anyone who dared touch a single hair on his baby girl's head.
Mr. Victoria had been a police officer for nearly eight years now. He knew how to protect himself and his family. He should in fact leave quietly and get his family to safety, and call for the police from the neighbor's home. But he was so full of rage. What sick bastard dared come into his home and deceive his daughter into 'playing' with them? Unfortunately for him, his gun, that he would gladly use to kill them with, was tucked away in the top drawer of his dresser in their bedroom. Then again he could just use his bare hands and beat the shit out of these pedophiles.
The father stalked down the hall silently and carefully listened for any noises from one of their rooms. The mother stayed behind in the opening of the hall with her daughter. She stroked Seras' hair while the girl watched after her father curiously. Why were her parents so upset? The men who spoke to her were nice to her. They were her friends. Seras watched from her spot as her father first went into his bedroom and did a thorough search.
When he returned to the hall a few minutes later he was seen with his gun that Seras was not allowed to touch or she would get a spanking. She hated spankings! So, she kept away from the gun that would get her into severe trouble. Her father left their sight when he stepped into his daughter's room to check it out. After a long few minutes the husband returned with the gun as his side and a look of relief on his face. He shook his head at his wife.
"There's nobody back there." The father told her. Seras' mother looked back at her child with a curious look on her face.
"Honey, did you actually see these men?" Her mother asked. The little one thought about it for a long several seconds and then shook her head.
"No, they were hiding in the dark." She told her parents. Both adults clucked their tongue and the mother rose to her full height.
"It was probably that damn movie again that caused this!" The father growled and then walked back to his bedroom to put his gun where it belonged. "I told you we shouldn't have let her watch it!" He yelled from the bedroom.
"Oh, no!" Her mother yelled back with a smirk on her lips and her hands on her hips. "I told you not to let her watch it!" The mother corrected him. The father returned from the bedroom with a scowl on his face.
"You're wrong, Morgan!" The husband retorted with a wave of his hand. He then gestured a hand towards their daughter. "I had allowed her to stay up an hour after her bed time, but insisted that we didn't watch that movie on the telly with Seras in the room! But you had flat out ignored me like always!"
"Bullocks!" The mother shouted causing Seras to take several steps back. Tears were welling up in their frightened daughter's eyes, but neither one of them noticed. "I gave you the bloody remote so you could find something appropriate for her, but you didn't pick up that remote once!"
"Please stop yelling, Mummy!" Seras cried out. The parents finally stopped arguing and looked at their daughter to see her bawling again. Their looks softened a little. They shouldn't have fought like that in front of their child. "I'm sorry that I watched the bad movie! And…I'm not scared anymore of monsters! So don't fight anymore!"
"Oh, Seras, baby." Her mother whispered and then kneeled so she could hug her child. Seras immediately lunged forward and wrapped her arms around her mother's neck. She tried to dry her tears by burying her face in her mother's soft warm chest. She nuzzled the soft sweater and sniffed.
"I don't want you and Daddy to fight anymore." Seras said through sobs.
"No," The mother whispered and stroked her child's hair again. "No, your father and I are done fighting." The wife then glanced at her husband. He instantly recognized that look as a warning. The husband rolled his eyes in frustration and grumbled stuff under his breath while he walked away from the mother and daughter. He was more than tired of this happening. Lately they've been fighting more and always went to bed angry with each other.
He loved Morgan dearly, but he really wished that they could just have a conversation without Seras butting in or Morgan stopping it. They could take the fight to another room and do it quietly, but when Morgan says a fight is over then it's over. She was such a stubborn woman! It was one of the things that had made him fall head over heels in love with her, but at times it did grind his gears. At times he really just wanted to shake some sense into her. The mother picked her child up and rose to her full height. She didn't bother to glance back at her husband whose back was turned so rudely towards her.
"I'm going to put Seras to bed." She muttered with regret and pain shining in her green orbs. She hated fighting with her husband, but she was tired of him always trying to win a fight or say that he's right when he's dead wrong about something. Mr. Victoria turned slightly to look at his two favorite, but stubborn, girls. His anger slowly died away when he saw how hurt Morgan looked at the moment. The man sighed and unconsciously scratched at his mustache.
"We'll talk after," He whispered, giving her no choice about it. The father then strode over and smiled softly at his small daughter. "Good night, Seras." He whispered and kissed her on the forehead. Seras blinked up at him for several long seconds before placing a hand on his cheek and leaning in to kiss his nose.
"G'night, Daddy." The girl whispered softly. She then rested her head on her mother's shoulder and used her fingers to play with her bottom lip. Morgan smiled even though she was annoyed with her husband. She carried Seras into the back of the apartment to her small bedroom. Morgan flicked on the lights and entered. The walls were light pink and the carpeting was soft beige. On the far wall, right in the middle, was Seras' twin size bed with pink sheets and a comforter that was decorated with small purple and blue flowers. Laying on her pillow waiting for its owner was Seras' favorite teddy bear, Vincent.
Morgan first carried Seras to her bed before heading to the dresser to set out her clothes for tomorrow. She laid out a pink long sleeved shirt and short pink skirt with white tights on top of the dresser. The mother pursed her lips in annoyance. These were the sixth pair of tights she had to buy for Seras because the girl kept ripping them. She wished that her daughter was more lady-like, but unfortunately she took after her father and just wanted to play rough all the time. The mother snickered and walked back over to her daughter.
"Okay," She sighed and kneeled beside the bed so she was eye level with her child. "Let's get under the covers." She spoke as she gently pushed Seras into bed and under the covers. The young girl yawned and crawled under her cool covers. She rested her head on the soft pillow and stared at her mother, waiting for another goodnight kiss. Morgan made sure the girl was completely covered before placing the teddy bear beside Seras. The small blonde automatically wrapped her arms around Vincent and hugged him close to her.
"G'night, Vincent." The little one whispered and then kissed her bear on top of his head. Her mother laughed softly and she stroked Seras' bangs out of her eyes.
"Good night, Vincent." Her mother repeated and playfully kissed the bear on his head. She then leaned in more and kissed Seras on the forehead. "Good night, Seras."
"Night, Mummy." Seras whispered with a soft smile gracing her lips. Morgan stood up straighter and walked across the room to the night light. She reached over to turn it on, but Seras spoke again. "I don't need it tonight." The girl whispered. She frowned at the thought of her parents fighting because she was scared of the monsters in the dark. She'll prove to them that she can be brave, a big girl, and sleep in the dark without a light. That way her parents wouldn't have a reason to fight anymore.
"Are you sure?" Her mother asked with furrowed brows and a concerned look in her eyes. Before that damn horror film, Seras had slept well in the dark. Perhaps she was brushing that ridiculous horror film out of her mind and was going back to sleeping in the dark? A soft smile came to the woman's face. She was glad that Seras was going to break that small fear. She didn't want her daughter fearing anything in life, especially something so silly. Monsters? There's no such thing and Seras needed to know that.
"Yes, Mummy." Seras answered softly.
"Good girl," Her mother whispered so lowly that the girl hadn't caught it. Morgan made her way out of the room. She didn't bother to look back as she turned off the light and closed the door behind her as she exited. Seras' eyes became wide when she was suddenly encased in total darkness. She gulped nervously and quickly closed her eyes to block everything out. The little one tugged at her covers and tried pulling them over her head, but was stopped when she heard something. She thought it was a chuckle, but wasn't too sure.
The small blonde stilled in her bed and listened carefully for any other noises. She clutched Vincent tightly in one hand and was in the middle of covering her head with her blankets. She stayed that way for a long minute, trembling and breathing heavily. She thought about jumping out of bed and racing to her night light, but thought of her parents. She really didn't want them to fight anymore. She needed to be brave for them. Seras gulped again and slowly pushed the blankets back down. She breathed in the fresh air and cracked open her eyes slowly.
But she regretted doing it. As soon as her eyes were open she found bright red orbs shining in the dark at the foot of her bed. Seras' eyes practically bulged out of her head and a scream was caught in her throat. She turned over in bed so she lied on her stomach and she pulled the blankets over her head again. The little one buried her face into her pillow and cried softly. Oh, God! The monster was here to take her away! The monster was going to eat her whole! This thought caused the girl to cry even harder.
"Seras," Someone whispered her name sounding worried. That same person pulled the covers off of her. Seras cried out against her pillow and curled up more now that she was no longer under the safety of her blankets. She clutched Vincent to her and muttered stuff through sobs. Long warm arms wrapped around her trembling form and she was suddenly being picked up. Before Seras could start fighting back, the monster…hugged her to him?
The small blonde found that she was being hugged to a warm chest. His arms were wrapped tightly around her and he stroked over her hair lovingly while he rocked them back and forth. Seras sniffed and tried glancing up to see who was hugging her, but it was so dark that she couldn't see the man's face. The girl jumped with a gasp when she felt a cold hand suddenly came in contact with her skin. She turned her head to see who was wiping away her tears, but still couldn't see a face.
"I had already told you that we would fight away all your monsters and fears, my dear." The man with the baritone voice whispered to her. "There is no reason for you to fear us because we would never harm you." Seras blinked stupidly in the dark when she suddenly realized that it was her friends from earlier. They were back? But it was her bedtime. Why did they come back to play? The man who wasn't holding her snickered at her thoughts.
"You still wish to play?" He asked her sounding slightly annoyed. A bright smile appeared on the girl's face and her eyes sparkled when she nodded her head.
"Yes!" Seras exclaimed. The man holding her chuckled softly and stopped rocking them.
"Very well, but you must quiet down, child." The man with the gentle voice whispered. "Even though you are ours, we unfortunately don't have much time with you, especially with those other two around."
"Other two?" Seras repeated with furrowed brows.
"Morgan and Jonathan," The man with the baritone voice answered. The girl immediately recognized those names.
"My mummy and daddy?" She asked.
"Yes," The one holding her answered. He then cupped her face and turned her head so she was looking back up at him even though she still couldn't see him. "We tried our best distancing ourselves from you until you reached a proper age, but we can't stay away any longer. You belong to us and it angers us more than you would know that we can't fully have you. You're stuck with those pitiful idiots and be brainwashed." The little one wasn't able to follow what the man was saying. He was talking a lot and using a lot of words she didn't really understand.
"We had to make our presence known to you. We needed to let you know that we do exist and will always be with you. We'll always love you, Seras." The man continued. The girl cocked her head to the side. That she did understand. They loved her? Of course the child didn't find that unusual. It was nice when people loved other people, and friends should love each other anyway. Seras smiled up at her new friend.
"I love you too," She used what she thought was an appropriate response; after all, that's what people say when other people say that they loved them. Her new friends chuckled softly, knowing that the little one didn't understand anything he had said and certainly didn't understand the feelings of true love. But it was still nice to hear from her and they took comfort from it. The man with the gentle voice went back to petting her hair.
"It's alright that you don't understand yet, my mate." He whispered to her.
"What's a…my-mate?" The girl pronounced strangely with an arched brow. She was given a lot of names: Ser, kitten, angel, honey, baby, and so on. But no one has ever called her a my-mate.
"A mate," The man with the gentle voice corrected her. "Also something that is complicated to explain to a child."
"But what is it? And what does cam-plicated mean?" She continued to ask questions.
"Didn't you want to play?" The man with the baritone voice interrupted their conversation. The four year old was easily distracted with this thought now in her head. Another bright smile returned to her face.
"Oh, yeah!" She chirped with a sweet giggle that brought warmth to their eyes.
"Remember that you must be quiet, child. We don't wish to waste any more precious time with you because of your caregivers." The one holding her told her once more.
"Okay," Seras whispered playfully and tried containing a giggle. Suddenly the lights flickered on above their heads and the little one was greeted with warm brown eyes. The little girl gasped lowly and awed over the beauty of the man before her. "Ooooh," The girl awed and placed a hand on his pale cheek. The man with the gentle voice was quite tall, taller than her daddy by at least a few inches. But he was a lot younger, at least in his mid-twenties. He had a pale complexion and dark locks of hair that framed his face and brushed over his broad shoulders. He wore a black button up shirt and black khakis.
"I love your eyes." The girl restrained herself from yelling which she usually did when she was excited. The man's lips pulled into a smile making his brown orbs look all the more warm and gentle. A hand landed on the top of her head and the fingers tangled in her locks. "Huh?" The little one hummed and pulled her head back to gaze up at the other man. This man was a few inches taller than the one holding her. He had piercing crimson eyes and a wide toothy grin plastered to his face. He also had long dark locks of hair that brushed over his strong chin and jaw.
This man was at least as old as her daddy or maybe even older even if his skin was flawless and was just as beautiful as the other man. Seras smiled up at him and turned in the man's lap to fully take in her second friend. This man wore an old black suit with a funny looking red tie and a long red coat. The girl giggled up at the tall man and reached up to place her hands on top of his that still caressed her hair. His skin was ice cold compared to hers, but she didn't so much mind.
"Hi," The little one said through laughs. "Why do you have red eyes?"
"Do they offend you, my dear mate?" The man in red asked with furrowed brows. He would be willing to change his eye color if his red orbs scared or disgusted his young mate. Seras stopped giggling and looked up at him quizzically.
"Offend?" She asked. "What does that mean?"
"Oh, this poor uneducated child." The man in black spoke and wrapped his arms around her tighter. He honestly hated her parents and was half tempted to steal her away from here. But they couldn't do that to their mate. She was attached to those humans, especially to the female. They couldn't hurt their mate that way and tear her away from her loved ones. They lost their chance from stealing her from her home when she was a baby. That was their one and only chance. She wouldn't have missed or known about her parents and could have been raised by them. But they blew it. The man in red kneeled before the small blonde so he was at her eye level.
"Do my eyes scare you? Are you afraid or disgusted by them?" He reworded his question so she understood what he was asking. Seras' look softened and she shook her head.
"Of course not! That would be mean if I was scared of my friend or hated the way he looked!" Seras answered. "Red is my second favorite color! And then blue! And then purple!" The girl listed off her favorite colors. "But I hate the color green and orange!" Her friends chuckled at her. Seras smiled and giggled even though she didn't know what was so funny. But she stopped when she suddenly felt guilty. This feeling was still new to her and she learned what it was not too long ago.
Last week she had broken one of Mummy's favorite tea cups. When her mother asked what happened she had lied and said she didn't know. After a while a horrible feeling came over her and she ended up crying to her mother and told her the truth. Her mother had said that the feeling was guilt. Seras pouted her lower lip when tears welled up in her beautiful blue orbs. She looked up at her new friend.
"I don't know my new friends' names." She whispered as if this problem couldn't be solved. "I'm a bad friend." The man in red cackled softly and ruffled her hair.
"You are perfectly fine, my dear." He spoke softly to her. "You may call me Alucard." Seras held back the tears and smiled softly.
"Alacard," The girl tried it. Alucard arched a brow with a snicker. He knew that she was very young and his name would perhaps be hard for her to pronunciate. She was awfully cute trying to say it though.
"Alucard," He repeated for her to hear. Her smile fell and she looked confused.
"Alacard," She repeated. The dark haired males chuckled in amusement.
"Try it again," Alucard purred just so he could hear her say it wrong again.
"Alacard?" Seras whispered and wondered what was so funny about his name. A warm smile appeared on the elder vampire's face. Oh, his mate was so precious. "Why is it funny, Alacard?" The two broke out into laughter again. The girl sighed and folded her arms. She hated it when adults laughed at her like that. She shook her head and glanced back at the man in black. She was half tempted not to ask him his name in case they started laughing at her again when she repeated it. Finally she made up her mind and smiled. "What's your name?"
"Sebastian," The man in black answered through chuckles. Seras smiled brightly. That sounded pretty easy to say.
"Sebas-stian," The girl repeated.
"Very good," Sebastian praised her causing the little one to flash a victorious smile.
"Sebastian!" She exclaimed happily and proudly. Ha! Make fun of her now! "Do you want to play with my Barbie dolls?!" The girl asked while she jumped down from Sebastian's lap. The demon watched after the four year old curiously as she ran to the foot of her bed where her toy chest was. His eye brow twitched in slight annoyance of being forced to actually play with Barbie dolls, but he smiled warmly at his small mate. Seras pulled open the lid to her toy chest and started digging through it to find her favorite dolls.
The little one then hopped to her feet and ran back to her new friends with four Barbie dolls. She gently laid them in Sebastian's lap so they could see them. The dark haired creatures arched a brow at the plastic figurines and immediately disapproved of them. There were three blondes and one brunette doll. Each was tall and slender with bright smiles on their faces and perfect green or blue eyes. They wouldn't have mind so much if the dolls weren't wearing inappropriate clothing or actually wore some clothes.
The brunette Barbie doll had on a short purple dress that was decorated in glitter. Alucard and Sebastian immediately thought of a lady of the evening. Did she come with a brothel playset? The demon set the brunette off to the side so he could expect the others more closely. The first blonde had on white short shorts and a light blue tank top. The outfit wasn't all that bad, but they didn't want their mate being influenced to wear such revealing clothing, especially in front of other men.
The second blonde wore long slacks and a black belly button shirt. Sebastian sighed and picked up the fourth and last Barbie doll. His eyes skimmed over the naked doll, seeing the breasts with no nipples, the curvy hips, and then the groin area with no slit or hint of a vagina. The demon held out the naked Barbie to the girl.
"Where are her clothes?" Sebastian asked. Seras blinked at the black fingernails and strange star on his pale hand. After several long seconds she finally managed to pull her gaze away and look at one of her most favorite dolls that he held out to her.
"Oh," Seras exclaimed and took the doll from him. "I lost her outfit. So, I just left her like this. I only play with her because I like to brush her hair." The demon sighed and hung his head in frustration. He will not allow his mate to play with such inappropriate dolls.
"What has toys come to?" He asked himself, remembering the toys he had helped his master come up with in the late 1800s. He then looked back at his sweet mate and took the naked Barbie from her. Seras' smile immediately fell and she looked up at Sebastian with sad blue eyes. "This is no toy for a young lady."
"But…" Seras whispered with tears in her eyes. She looked back at the Barbie doll in his hand, hoping he would give it back to her. She instantly thought of her father whenever he got mad at her. Whenever Seras acted up her father would take away one of her toys until she was good. The little one looked back at her friend while tears started to pour down her face and her lower lip trembled. Sebastian immediately felt bad, but still refused to give her back the indecent toy.
"Oh, how can you be so cruel?" Alucard chuckled softly even though he was on Sebastian's side with this situation.
"What did I do wrong?" Seras asked through sobs when she didn't get what she did that was so bad. "I'm sorry," The girl was blinded by hot tears and she kept hiccupping. Why was her friend being so mean? Seras cried harder and hid her face in her hands while her small form trembled. Sebastian clucked his tongue and took her chin in his hand. He tilted her head back so she was forced to look up at him.
"You did nothing wrong." He reassured her. "I just wish to give you a decent toy that you will love to play with; much better than that old naked doll." Seras calmed down a little and used the back of her hand to wipe away her tears.
"I wasn't bad?" She asked. The demon lightly shook his head at her with a soft smile on his face.
"No," He answered and used his thumb to wipe away the rest of her tears. Sebastian then hid her favorite doll in his pocket so he could dispose of it later. "It's an older toy, but one that was on the top of the market of the Funtom company products." Seras cocked her head to the side in curiosity. She hadn't understood any of that, only that it was an older toy.
"What is it?" Seras asked curiously. And then her new friend did a magic trick that completely amazed her. In his right hand, where the Barbie doll had been mere seconds ago, a stuffed white rabbit appeared. The rabbit was bigger than her bear, Vincent. He wore dark clothing, dark and white stripes, with a cute little black bow tie and gold buttons. His ears drooped down in his face where he had a black eye patch over his left eye.
"Bitter Rabbit," Sebastian purred and handed the doll out to the little one with a devilish smirk on his face. Seras' eyes sparkled as she awed over the small cute creature. Her small hand slowly came out to rest against Bitter Rabbit's soft fabricated cheek.
"He's so cute," Seras whispered and then caressed over one of his droopy ears.
"Take him, Seras, he's yours now." The demon spoke softly. Her eyes flickered to his face.
"He is?" She asked timidly. Was she really allowed to keep him? Sebastian chuckled softly and practically pushed the rabbit into her arms.
"Of course, my dear mate." He purred. Seras smiled shyly up at the demon and then buried her smile in Bitter Rabbit's head. She hugged the small white creature to her. He was so soft and smelled like Sebastian. It made her happy.
"Thank you, Sebastian." The little one whispered with a bright blush on her cheeks. He tangled his long pale fingers in her hair and gave her a tender look. She leaned into his touch to seek more of his affection. Her new friends were so nice to her! And she wanted to show them that she was nice too! She wanted to give Sebastian something in return! Seras skipped away from the demon's gentle touch. His hand was left in mid-air since he had not been expecting her to leave so suddenly.
His brown orbs followed the springy four year old who stood up on her tip toes to grab something from her bed. He watched her curiously as she hugged the white rabbit to her and stretched out her other short arm to grab her favorite teddy bear. Seras stood up right and stared down at Vincent with a nostalgic look in her perfect blue irises. She had Vincent ever since she was a baby; he had been her very first toy. And since she loved him so much she'll give him to Sebastian to take care of him now. She knew that her new friend will love Vincent deeply like she did him.
"Here," Seras purred with a bright smile on her pretty round face. She looked up at the demon while handing out Vincent to him. Sebastian furrowed his brows while he slowly grabbed the teddy bear's leg. He knew that Seras loved this toy deeply and was a little confused about why she was handing Vincent to him. "You can have him." The girl continued and hugged Bitter Rabbit to her chest. The demon gasped lowly, more than astonished that she was giving him Vincent.
"Seras, I will not be taking this from you." Sebastian told her in a stern voice and tried handing her back the teddy bear. The small blonde's smile fell and she looked hurt.
"You don't like Vincent?" She asked in a whisper. The demon clenched the bear tightly in his hand and slowly pulled it further from the girl. He could feel his mate's pain and hadn't meant to upset her.
"No," He whispered. "I like Vincent," He reassured the girl and glanced down at the small creature in his hands. Another bright smile appeared on her face.
"Good!" Seras exclaimed happily. "Just make sure you give him plenty of hugs and a kiss goodnight before bed otherwise he's a grumpy bear!" Sebastian snickered and smiled softly down at her favorite teddy bear. This was the first real gift his mate has ever given to him. He brushed a finger over the fine stitching and admired her small teddy bear. He'll treasure it forever. He then looked back at his beloved mate. Sebastian reached out his hand and tangled his pale fingers in her soft golden locks. Seras went wide eyed when she was suddenly being pulled towards the demon. When the girl's body was pressed against his hip he leaned down and kissed her forehead sweetly.
"Thank you, my mate." He whispered to her. The demon opened his mouth to say more, but was cut off when the little one yawned. She rubbed over her heavy eyelids and tried to suppress a second yawn. Alucard and Sebastian glanced at the small purple clock on her wall to see it was nine o'clock. It was still very early for them, but late for someone so young. Sebastian frowned and stroked her hair when he came to terms that it was time for them to leave so their mate could sleep.
"Alright, Seras." He whispered regretfully. "Time for bed," The little girl shook her head.
"Uh-uh," She hummed negatively. "I'm not ready for bed." She argued even though her eyelids kept trying to shut so she could rest. Alucard rested a hand on top of her head with a grin on his face that wasn't meant to be mocking or cold.
"Oh, but you are, my dear." Alucard purred. "Now, do as we tell you and get into bed." Instead the girl decided to disobey them. She stepped closer towards Alucard and wrapped an arm around one of his long legs. She then rested her head against his thigh and closed her eyes.
"I'm not ready for bed." She continued to argue. "I want to stay up longer." The elder vampire snickered and combed his fingers through her soft locks of hair. "Will you tell me a story, Alacard?"
"Only if you'll pronounce my name correctly," Alucard teased the small blonde. Seras' face scrunched in confusion and she groaned in exhaustion.
"Alacard, Alacard, Alacard." The four year old whined, hoping she got it right. Alucard sighed and ruffled her hair.
"Close enough," He muttered. The dark haired male then wrapped an arm around the small blonde and easily lifted her off of her feet. Seras was too tired and hung limply in his arm before being cradled. She curled up more into the warmth of his coat and smiled softly.
"Mmmmm," She hummed and hugged Bitter Rabbit tighter. The girl wanted to be wrapped in his warm coat and fall into a deep slumber. Alucard listened to his mate's thoughts and automatically wrapped the small child into his coat so she was warm. This caused a brighter smile to appear on her face. She rested her head on his strong chest and rested her eyes while she waited for his sweet voice to lull her to sleep. The elder vampire walked over to her bed and sat down so the child was more comfortable in his lap and arms. He then told her a story.
"Two black wolves roamed the night,
Always prowling and causing a fright.
Constantly growling and baring their teeth,
Looking upon all as if they were beneath.
They tried to ignore what everybody said,
That their hearts were cold and they were dead.
It was hard to hear the things people spew,
But perhaps it was all true.
They could not love,
And will not be welcomed above.
They were two black wolves roaming the night."
Alucard stared down at his small mate as she tried to stay awake, but slowly drifted off now and then. He stroked over her soft plump cheek and continued on with his story.
"One white wolf brightening the morrow,
Always taking away others sorrow.
Constantly playing and running about,
A bright smile she never fails to breakout.
She never heard what others had said,
That she is pure and never a dread.
This was far too true,
But she never knew.
She has a big heart,
That can tear even the coldest people apart.
She was just one white wolf brightening the morrow."
"Alacard," Seras whispered and fisted his black coat. "I want to hear more," She said tiredly when the elder vampire had paused in the story. Alucard smiled softly at the little one.
"Yes," Was all he responded and then continued on.
"Two black wolves roaming the night,
Found the one white wolf pure as light.
Instantly they had to wonder,
Was there a spell they were going under?
The one white wolf howled and wanted to play,
The two black wolves knew they wanted her to stay.
She was cute and charming, far from a bore,
And their hearts beat in an uproar.
And suddenly they knew,
That what the people had said couldn't be true.
The two black wolves could love,
And the one white wolf was their little dove.
The three little wolves played and would howl,
There was never again another scowl.
They stayed far from the rich and other yuppies,
Somewhere nice where they could have puppies.
Not once did she ever find them scary,
And so they lived long and merry.
They were just two black wolves roaming the night,
With one white wolf brightening the morrow."
By the time the story had finished, Seras was already found fast asleep in Alucard's arms. The elder vampire continued to admire his small mate while he stroked over her hair and cheek. A warm smile broke out across his face and he leaned down to brush his lips over her temple.
"Good night, my dear mate." Alucard whispered to her and then kissed her temple.
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The next morning Seras awoke to the sound of dishes clattering in the kitchen. She was used to waking up to that noise. It was just her mother getting breakfast ready. The small blonde sat up in her bed and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. As usual she yawned and stretched before sliding out of bed. She was still so very tired, but looked forward to eating something yummy for breakfast and watching cartoons with her mum. Seras smiled softly before reaching over to grab her teddy bear. But instead she grabbed Bitter Rabbit. The little one froze for a second while she inspected the white rabbit. She instantly remembered last night and smiled brightly. Well, Vincent was no longer able to watch cartoons with her, so she guesses Bitter Rabbit would. The girl placed the white rabbit on her head as if he was a hat. She then raced across her room, pulled open the door, and ran out into the hall.
The girl stopped running when she reached the living room. Her blue orbs automatically flickered to the walk in kitchen where she could see her mother working on breakfast. It looked like they were having pancakes this morning. Maybe she can help make pancakes too?! Seras giggled happily and skipped into the kitchen to help her mum with breakfast.
"What can I do, Mummy?" Seras asked. Her mother glanced at her over her shoulder to greet her with a warm smile. But the smile became a deep frown and her brows furrowed in curiosity.
"Seras," Her mother spoke before she wiped off her hands on the kitchen towel. Mrs. Victoria walked across the kitchen towards her daughter, all the way eyeing the strange white rabbit on her head. Seras stopped smiling too and blinked stupidly at the older woman.
"What?" Seras asked innocently. She didn't understand why her mother looked at her so strangely. Did she have something on her? The little one checked her pajamas to make sure she hadn't spilt any milk on them again, but her were clean. Seras looked back at her mother with furrowed brows. "What is it, Mummy?"
"Seras," Her mother said once more and then took Bitter Rabbit off of Seras' head. "Where on Earth did you get this?" She didn't recall ever buying something this expensive or sad looking for her daughter; unless Jonathan, her husband, had without her knowledge of it? "Hmn," The mother hummed in consideration. That was most likely it. She wished he would have told or at least showed her. Morgan smiled before she knelt in front of Seras and handed her Bitter Rabbit back.
"Did Daddy give you that?" She asked while she watched Seras hug the rabbit to her. She honestly never saw such affection from her daughter towards a toy, not even towards Vincent. Usually she left Vincent lying around somewhere. The mother was more than surprised when her daughter shook her head and buried her face in the white rabbit's head.
"Uh-uh," Seras hummed. "Sebastian did," Morgan drew her head back and arched a brow.
"Sebastian?" The mother repeated. She didn't know a Sebastian. Seras nodded her head.
"Yeah, last night." Seras giggled and gently swung her body from side to side. Was her daughter lying to her? Was Sebastian some character she had seen on TV or perhaps even created? Morgan decided to let it slide for now. The white rabbit was most likely given to Seras by her father. She'll speak with her husband later about the matter and also talk about Seras' new imaginary friend. Seras was also at the age where she was going to lie more. In fact, she had just lied last week about breaking one of her mother's favorite tea cups. Eventually the girl will come clean and there will be nothing to worry about.
Morgan smiled and nodded at that thought. She then rose to her full height and went back to making breakfast for them. This was her favorite time of the day. Her husband went off to work, and so she and Seras got the whole house to themselves. They usually ate breakfast in front of the telly, played for a while, and then got started on today's chores.
"Go turn on the telly, Seras, and find something to watch." Her mother gave her permission.
"Okay!" The four year old exclaimed and then raced off to the living room, forgetting that she had wanted to help her mother in the kitchen.
"Do you want bananas or chocolate chip pancakes today?!" Her mother yelled from the kitchen. Seras sat in front of the telly with Bitter Rabbit in her lap while she flickered through the channels.
"Chocolate!" Seras shouted happily and then found her favorite TV show: Sesame Street. And it was already at her favorite part too! The Count was on! Seras smiled brightly and sat on her heels while she watched the purple vampire count the bats.
"What is the Sesame Street number of the day?" The Count on the telly asked.
"Ah! Ah!" Seras used his catchphrase with him and then giggled.
"Let's count the bats and find out!" The Count exclaimed and then the puppet bats flew in overhead.
"One! Ah! Ah!" Seras counted and pointed at the screen. "Two! Ah! Ah!" Another bat flew in. "Three! Ah! Ah!" When no more bats flew in, Seras pouted her lip and hung her head. "Oh, already?"
"Three! Three bats!" The Count announced happily.
"Ah, ah." Seras whispered glumly with the Count. "I wanted more bats to count." The little one fingered Bitter Rabbit's clothes and tuned out what was going on in the TV show. Her favorite part was over. She always loved counting with the Count because he was silly and one of her favorite colors. Not to mention, he was a vampire, and Dracula in cartoons was always so funny. Suddenly something caught the girl's eye. Seras pulled back her head to see a thin black bat with a red outline flying above her telly. The creature was in no way scary and she stared up at it in interest.
"Ooooooh!" The four year old awed over it. She then stood up on her feet with Bitter Rabbit in her arms. "One! Ah! Ah!" The girl announced happily and bounced up and down. Then another bat appeared. Seras' eyes sparkled and she gasped lowly. "Two! Two! Ah! Ah!" And then another bat appeared! "Three bats?! Three! Ah! Ah!" Seras hugged Bitter Rabbit to her and laughed in excitement. The three bats started to fly around her head then.
The little one still wasn't scared though. She spun around with the bats and watched as a fourth one came into the circle to fly over her head. Seras pointed to the bat and happily announced it. "Four! Ah! Ah!" The circle got bigger when another bat joined in. "Five! Ah! Ah!" The little one got dizzy from spinning so much and fell back on her bum. But this didn't stop her from counting. "Six!" Seras pointed to the newest bat. "Ah! Ah!"
"Seras?" The mother spoke who stood in the opening of the walk in kitchen. She stared at her daughter curiously. Seras was facing away from the telly and pointing up at the ceiling while counting and laughing like the Count on Sesame Street. The little one stopped counting and laughing when she looked at her mother.
"Yes, Mummy?" Seras asked curiously, wondering what she had done wrong. The two blondes stared at each other for a long minute before the mother spoke again.
"Bert and Ernie are on. Why don't you watch them, honey?" Her mum asked and then walked back into the kitchen to finish making breakfast. Seras sighed and looked back over her head to see that the bats were now gone. She pouted her lip, but turned around and watched Bert and Ernie. She liked Bert; he always seemed kind of grumpy like Oscar! Seras laughed when Ernie pulled out his rubber ducky and started squeaking it. Even though how funny it all was, she was really looking forward to seeing Elmo, Dorothy the goldfish, and, of course, Mr. Noodles!
An hour and a half passed by slowly. The mother and daughter ate their warm syrupy pancakes while watching Sesame Street, some Danger Mouse, and then settling on The Muppet Show. While Seras watched the penguins do their number on the telly, Morgan got up to start on some of the chores. She took their plates out to wash them, but stopped midway to the kitchen when Seras spoke.
"Mum, can I get my crayons and color?" Seras asked. The mother looked back at her daughter. The little one's head was cocked to the side and she stared up at Morgan with big blue eyes. The mother glanced at the clock to see how much longer they had until they had to leave the apartment and then smiled.
"Yeah, that's alright. Remember, Seras, don't press too hard or you'll break the crayons. You can get fresh paper from Daddy's printer at his desk, okay?" The mother spoke while she continued on her way to the kitchen. Seras smiled brightly and jumped up to gather her things.
"Okay!" The little girl purred. She leaned over the couch and set Bitter Rabbit on the middle cushion so he could continue watching the Muppets on screen. "Stay here, Bitter Rabbit, I'll be right back." She then kissed him on his nose before she skipped away to get her crayons and paper. When she returned with her items, Seras plopped down in front of the coffee table and emptied out her box of crayons. She then got to work on creating what she couldn't get out of her mind.
Morgan hummed while she finished the last of the dishes. It was such a peaceful morning after last night. Once Seras had gone to bed, her and her husband went to their room and had a very long conversation. Her smile became a frown and she shook her head, wishing to rid herself of it, but the thought only expanded. They talked a lot about Seras and her new behavior towards monsters, the way Morgan always stopped a fight, how Jonathan gets whenever they get into a fight, and where their relationship was going.
Both parents feared that they were growing apart and had even started talking about a divorce. Of course, matters weren't that bad and both parents absolutely hated the thought. But it was something they needed to talk about in case matters did become worse. They both ended up agreeing that it was just a rough patch and they'll get through. They just needed to work harder on working together and raise Seras properly. Morgan bit her lower lip when tears stung her eyes. She really hoped that it didn't come to them getting a divorce. She's been with Jonathan for fourteen years and only been married to him for three of those years.
Morgan sighed and left the kitchen to get started on the laundry. As she walked passed the living room she quickly glanced in to see if Seras was alright. Her daughter was still coloring with the Muppet Show going on in the background. She smiled and continued on her way. Thank God, Seras was easy to entertain. Some of her friends had children Seras' age and apparently they got bored easily and wanted to move onto something new to do every few minutes. But her child always stuck with something for a good hour or two or until her mother told her she was done.
The mother grabbed the full hamper from the bathroom and walked around the apartment to see if there was anything anybody missed putting in the hamper. She found her husband's dirty socks tucked away in one of his pairs of shoes. She clucked her tongue and shook her head with a soft smile on her face. That was a habit he constantly did and she found it so gross, but she loved the man. She stuffed the dirty socks in the hamper and then headed to the utility room.
She again passed by the living room and peeked in to see that this time her daughter had stopped coloring. The four year old and was again playing with her bottom lip while she watched the opening to a new Muppet Show. All the weird colorful monsters came dancing on screen singing the main theme song. Seras smiled and sung along to all the parts she knew. And the only part she knew was, "…on the Muppet show tonight!".
Before Morgan knew it she was singing along to the song under her breath. She then kept walking to the utility room. She carefully sorted all the clothes, making sure no colors were with the whites. She didn't want to dye her husband's white T-shirts pink again. She laughed softly at that memory and turned on the washing machine. The mother then let out a long sigh and put her hands on her hips. Alright, the dishes were done and the laundry was going. The only thing left was to mail the bills and do a bit of grocery shopping for tonight's dinner.
She nodded her head and headed back to the living room. She'll take a fifteen minute break before getting Seras ready for the store. Morgan entered the living room and took a seat on the couch next to Bitter Rabbit. She yawned while she leaned back against the soft cushioning of the couch and watched the telly. But she heard the scribbling of the crayon against paper and curiously glanced down to see what her daughter was drawing.
Her eyes widened slightly when she saw all the drawings spread out on the coffee table. Each one was different, but dark and kind of gloomy. What on Earth was going on with Seras? Usually she drew things like flowers, trees, and a bright yellow sun. But all of these had dark creatures, the background was fully black, and some even looked like they had blood on it. Morgan furrowed her brows and scooted to the edge of the couch so she could inspect them closer.
She grabbed the closest drawing. It was two strange black figures with legs coming out of them. Next to them was some strange outline of the exact same thing, but she wasn't able to tell what exactly they were. The mother reached down and laid a hand on her daughter's shoulder. Seras stopped coloring and looked at her mother to see what she needed.
"Seras, what are these?" The mother asked and then lowered the drawing so she could see what she was pointing to. Seras smiled brightly and pointed at the dark figures.
"Two black wolves roaming the night!" Seras quoted Alucard's story from last night. She then giggled and continued on. "Always looking…uh…for something to uh…bite!"
"Oh?" Morgan whispered and had to guess it was something on the telly. Perhaps they should cut her TV time down to an hour. "And what's this?" She pointed towards the weird outline that had legs and a face, but no color like the other two. Seras also pointed at it.
"One white wolf brightening the tomorrow!" Seras exclaimed happily.
"Hmn," Morgan hummed and smiled softly. That was actually kind of cute when you think about it. She thought to herself. Perhaps this wasn't a bad thing? Seras was expressing herself and that was good. Besides, these drawings weren't all that bad. In a way, she was just telling a story. Morgan's smile widened and she grabbed another drawing. This one she was able to tell what it was since Seras always drew "family portraits" of them.
She had drawn herself with strange black and red bats flying around her. And it looked to be here in their living room too because there was the coffee table and telly in the drawing. Was that what she was doing earlier when laughing and counting? She was imagining her own bats; similar to counting sheep? Well, Seras did love the Count and she did love to learn. She probably just imagined her own bats and started to count to see how far she could go which was usually only ten.
Morgan grabbed the third drawing on the coffee table and furrowed her brows. This one was of two strange men…or at least, she thinks they were men. Seras was still young and scribbled a lot. But they were both thin with very long dark hair that shot up in different angles. One had on a long red coat and had deep red eyes. The other had brown eyes, black fingernails and a strange black pentagram on his left hand. How did her daughter even know about pentagrams was beyond her. Hmn, were these Seras' friends from last night she had been talking about?
"Who are they?" The mother asked and lowered the drawing again. Seras once more stopped coloring to see which drawing her mother had. Another bright smile returned to the girl's face and she pointed towards the man in red.
"That's Alacard! And that's Sebastian!" Seras told her. Oh, so that's the famous Sebastian who 'gave' her the weird droopy rabbit. Morgan snickered to herself, still believing it was her husband's doing.
"Alacard?" The mother repeated. "Do you mean Al-u-card?"
"Yeah!" Seras shouted happily when she recognized the actual pronunciation of it. "Alacard!" Morgan snickered.
"Repeat after me, Seras." The mother said. "Al-u-card," Seras frowned and furrowed her brows.
"Al-uuu-card," She tried to pronounce it. Her mother nodded signifying that she wanted her to say it again. "Al-u-card,"
"Good," Morgan praised her. Seras smiled sheepishly and fingered her black crayon.
"Alucard," The little one finally pronounced correctly.
"Now, where had you heard the name Alucard?" The mother asked.
"Alucard told me." Seras answered and continued drawing. Morgan shook her head lightly. Okay, so Alucard was her second imaginary friend and she can only assume that she got the name from the telly. The mother looked over the girl's other drawings to see she had drawn her new favorite toy, Mr. Droopy Rabbit or whatever his real name was. She glanced down to see what her daughter was currently drawing and was immediately concerned about it.
This Alucard guy was back and seemed to have blood or something all over his mouth. But what really disturbed the mother was what was lying by his feet. It was Seras herself lying in a pool of her own blood with little red dots covering her body which she could only guess were bite marks. Was this new imaginary friend, Alucard, a vampire? Morgan reached down and pointed at the drawing.
"What's…going on here?" She asked in a hushed voice.
"I had a dream last night like this." Seras whispered with a distant sad look in her eyes. "Alacard bit me and made me bleed." She pouted her bottom lip. "Why are my dreams mean to me? Alacard would never hurt me." Morgan sighed in frustration when she finally figured that it had to be because of that damn movie. Seras had created a monster friend to protect her from the other monsters. But since she still had that fear of monsters, she had dreamt of Alucard attacking her!
"Seras," The mother spoke and forced a smile onto her face. She combed her fingers through her daughter's hair. "Why don't you draw something nice for Daddy? You know how much he loves your…flowers and rainbows."
"Okay, Mummy." Seras whispered. Morgan nodded and gathered all of Seras' drawings to show to her father later. Perhaps they should make an appointment with a psychiatrist for children just to make sure that this was a normal phase. The psychiatrist can also interpret what exactly these drawings mean. Hopefully it was just a strange phase.
…
The clock had just struck four and everything was nearly ready when the husband would come in from a long hard day of work. Dinner was on, the apartment was clean, and the clothes folded and put away. Seras was all cleaned up for dinner and playing with her new rabbit in the living room. Morgan had just sat down with an exhausted sigh. The wife was anxious to speak with her husband about their child. Should she be so worried or was she just being ridiculous? She's baby sit and had volunteered at preschools before. There was always a child or two that was a little strange and drew odd drawings, but never something so deviant that Seras had drawn. Then again, her daughter had said she had a nightmare and that's where she got the idea.
But why would she create such a sadistic character to protect her? Wouldn't she be more scared just thinking of someone like that standing over her bed like a knight? Morgan glanced at her daughter from the corner of her eye. The four year old was smiling while she played with her rabbit's ears. She couldn't help, but wonder if Seras actually believed that these men she had fantasized existed. She talked about them like they were real and that they actually talk and give her things.
The mother would have automatically believed some strangers have been talking to her daughter, but Seras rarely leaves the apartment. And when she does, she's always in her mother's sight. Morgan won't even turn around to grab something off of the shelf without even holding Seras' hand tightly in hers. Besides, these imaginary friends didn't come until after Seras watched that horror movie. She had been so scared that she had dreamt of these other monsters to defeat the monsters that 'haunted' her room and kept her from sleeping properly.
Morgan jumped when she heard the key turn in the door. She quickly sat up straighter on the couch and turned slightly just in time to see her husband walk in wearing his police uniform. She greeted the man with a smile before standing up, walking over, and kissing him on the cheek.
"Hi, dear." She whispered. Jonathan smiled back and tickled her flesh when he kissed her on the cheek.
"Daddy!" Seras shouted out in glee. The small blonde jumped off of the couch and raced over to her father to hug him around the legs. "I drew you a picture!"
"Oh, really?" The father asked and kneeled so he could give his big girl a hug. He wrapped his arms around the little one and hugged her to his chest. "I would love to see it, angel." He then kissed her cheek before releasing her so she can run off to get the drawing. Morgan cleared her throat to catch her husband's attention. Jonathan glanced up at her curiously and rose to his full height. "What's the matter?" He asked when seeing that strange look in his wife's eyes.
"We need to talk about Seras." The wife whispered so the girl wouldn't overhear them. The father frowned and furrowed his brows.
"What's wrong?" He mouthed the words. The woman shook her head when the four year old sprinted back into the room.
"Here, Daddy! This is for you!" Seras giggled and handed him the drawing. Jonathan smiled brightly when he took the drawing from his daughter and looked over her work.
"Oh, wow!" The father exclaimed and kneeled again so he could admire it with his daughter. "A multi-color flower; that's so creative, Seras! I'll be sure to hang it in my locker at work."
"Yay!" The girl exclaimed.
"Seras, why don't you go play in your room while I speak with your father for a moment." The mother ordered softly. Seras arched a brow and nodded her head slowly.
"Okay?" She whispered. The small blonde started to walk over to grab her Bitter Rabbit, but she was again stopped.
"Would you please leave the rabbit? I would like to show your father." The mother spoke again. Seras didn't say a word and left the room silently and slowly. Once they heard her door shut, the mother walked over and grabbed the droopy rabbit.
"What's going on, Morgan?" The father asked in slight annoyance while he undid his black tie. Afterwards, he took the droopy rabbit from his wife to inspect it. Once Morgan saw the strange look that crossed over his face she knew instantly that he hadn't been the one who gave it to her.
"Did you get that for Seras?" She asked instantly. The man looked back at her and shook his head.
"No, it looks way too expensive and kind of depressing. It looks like something you give to your child when a family member dies. And why does it have an eye patch?" He questioned the white rabbit with a wave of his hand.
"Well, this morning she came out of her room with it. I can't find Vincent anywhere and she told me that a man named Sebastian gave this to her." Morgan said and crossed her arms over her chest.
"What?!" The father barked in anger. A man had given this to his daughter? What gave him the right to converse with his child like that? The mother held out a hand, a sign that he should calm down because she had more to say.
"But, I don't understand it. Seras created Sebastian in her head. He's her new imaginary friend that protects her while she sleeps, and is apparently the one she wanted to play with last night before bed." The wife continued on. The man slowly calmed down and furrowed his brows. The man wasn't real? Then who gave the rabbit to his daughter? Sebastian just had to be real. "This morning she was drawing. She drew her imaginary friends and they were…disturbing. The other one she created, Alucard, was covered in blood with our daughter lying at his feet!" The father sighed and looked away from his wife.
"If they're her imaginary friends, then where did she get this rabbit?" The father asked.
"The only explanation I can come up with is that she took it from somewhere, but is lying about it. She keeps telling me that her imaginary friend gave it to her." Morgan said with a shake of her head. After a long minute of silence, Jonathan looked back at his wife.
"Where are these drawings?" He asked curiously.
"I put them away so I can show you." Morgan answered while she left the room. Jonathan followed her to their bedroom. He watched as his wife went over to her vanity and pulled open the drawer. "What?" The mother murmured and her eyes became wide.
"What?" The father asked. Morgan turned towards him with anger shining in her eyes.
"They're gone! Seras must have taken them!" She growled in annoyance. She had told Seras more than once not to go through her things. She didn't want her getting ahold of something she shouldn't have. "Seras!" The mother called for her child. Seconds later, they heard Seras' door open and she came into their bedroom. She looked scared when she saw how angry her mum was. The small blonde lowered her head and wrung her hands, waiting for a long lecture.
"Where are the drawings you made earlier?" The mother asked in a calm tone even though she was fuming. Seras furrowed her brows and shrugged her shoulders.
"You…took them I thought." Seras whispered and pointed at her mother. Morgan growled again and rubbed her forehead in frustration.
"Seras, I am tired of the lying. Tell me where they are now and you won't be punished." Her mother spoke in a louder, harsher voice, but still tried to keep it cool. Tears welled up in the girl's eyes and she took several steps back.
"But…Mum…you have my drawings. I'm not lying. The other drawing I gave to Daddy." Seras whispered. Morgan clenched her fists and bit her tongue hard to keep from shouting.
"Okay, Seras. Fine! You want to continue lying? Then you can sit in your room until you're ready to tell the truth. No toys, no books, nothing! Go, sit on your bed and think about what you did." Her mother said and pointed towards the door. Seras looked absolutely hurt and beyond confused. Was her mother feeling alright?
"But…but…but…" Seras whimpered while tears poured down her face. "You…t-took my drawings, Mummy."
"Seras, you need to learn that lying is bad. So, you're going to sit in your room and think about what you've done is wrong. Then when you're ready, you'll come out and tell us where those drawing are, eat dinner, and then go to bed. There will be no playtime or TV tonight." The mother repeated, highly disappointed with her daughter. Seras looked from one parent to the other. Why did they think she was lying? She was telling the truth! Her mother should have her drawings, and she didn't know where her mother put them.
"Listen to your mother and go to your room now, Seras." Her father raised his voice too. More tears poured down the girl's face, but she didn't stay and disappoint her parents further. She bawled all the way to her room and then planted herself in the middle of her room where she threw a tantrum. As soon as Seras started throwing that silent tantrum, the mother got a sudden migraine. It was so strong that she actually lost balance and started to topple over. Thankfully she caught herself on the wardrobe. The wife grabbed her head and groaned in pain. What in the hell?! She's had migraines before, but never one this bad! What was happening?!
"Morgan?!" Jonathan yelled and ran over to his wife. He wrapped an arm around her waist and hoisted her up so she could lean against him. "What's wrong?"
"Ah! J-j-just…a…migraine." She whispered through groans of pain. Her temples throbbed while it felt like her skull was splitting in two. It was also strange because she felt an almost kind of rage pounding against her head, but she doesn't recall feeling so angry. "B-bed…G-get me…to…the bed." Jonathan nodded and helped Morgan to the bed where she curled up into a tight ball. The husband placed a hand on her head to check her temperature, but she seemed perfectly fine.
"Maybe I should take you to the hospital and get you checked." He suggested.
"No!" Morgan groaned when the pain finally started to die down a little. "I just need some Tylenol." The husband quickly opened the drawer of the nightstand and scattered through the items until he found the small white bottle. He uncapped it and shook out two white pills. The woman didn't hesitate to pop them into her mouth and dry swallow them. Jonathan winced and wondered how she didn't choke or gag. He then quickly raced to the bathroom to get a glass of water for her so she could wash it down properly. But when he returned, his wife was already unconscious.
Jonathan sighed and set the glass of water and bottle of pills down on her nightstand. He then reached out and stroked over her soft cheek. He hoped to God that she was okay. It was so strange because that had never happened to her before. What had caused it? He really wanted to take her to the hospital, but maybe they should just wait a while and see if it gets any better. The husband sighed once more before he started making his way out of the room. He closed the door behind him and walked to the kitchen to finish preparing dinner.
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As soon as Seras had finished her dinner, her father sent her to her room. The small blonde hung her head and dragged herself to the back of the apartment. Her mother hadn't joined them for dinner. She was still napping in their bedroom and father wouldn't tell her what had happened. She guesses that her mummy really wasn't feeling well and that's why she got so mad at her earlier. But Seras still didn't understand why she was being punished. She hadn't lied about anything. She had tried telling her father the truth, but he had refused to listen. Besides, his mind seemed to be only focused on her mother. He was really worried about her.
So, Seras didn't argue and just retreated to her room while her father cleaned up the kitchen and nurse her mother back to health. The small blonde closed her bedroom door shut behind her and flicked on the light overhead. When she looked up she was bewildered to find Alucard and Sebastian standing in her room. Seras would have smiled, but she was too upset. She leaned against the door and pouted her lip.
"I'm sorry, but I'm not allowed to play today." She groaned. It was so unfair! She was being punished for something she didn't do!
"We know that you're being punished for something you didn't do, Seras." Sebastian voiced her thoughts.
"And that's why your mother is being punished." Alucard practically purred. Seras furrowed her brows in confusion. Her mother was being punished? Oh! Was that why she wasn't at dinner? She wasn't allowed any dinner and had to sit in her room to think about what she did? That makes sense. Seras smiled softly. She was glad that her mother was also thinking about what she did. She had yelled at Seras for something she didn't do and that wasn't right.
"And I believe I gave this to you, but yet the other two had it. Why?" Sebastian asked and then held out Bitter Rabbit to her. Seras' smile brightened and she quickly raced over to take him from the demon.
"Bitter Rabbit!" Seras exclaimed happily and hugged her white rabbit to her chest. She had missed him so much! She thought for sure her daddy was going to keep him. Alucard and Sebastian smiled softly at their small mate who loved the gift that had been given to her. They were also quite pleased with something else she had done for them. Alucard pulled her drawings out of his pocket to present it to his mate. Seras' eyes widened when she recognized her drawings. She then cocked her head to the side and looked up at Alucard in bewilderment.
"You took my drawings from Mummy?" She asked curiously. Was that why her mother was so upset? She had thought Seras had taken those when in fact it had been Alucard and Sebastian? Oh! She thought her mummy was going bonkers! Seras then smiled up at them. "Did you like them?!"
"Yes, my dear." Alucard purred while he flicked through the pages. "But, what is going on here?" He then showed her the drawing where she was lying in a pool of blood at Alucard's feet. Seras blinked at the drawing several times before hiding half of her face in Bitter Rabbit's head. Her blue orbs flickered up at Alucard's face.
"I had a dream last night that you bit me, Alacard." Seras whispered. "Are you a vampire?" Alucard stared down at his mate impassively. He didn't know if he should tell her the truth or not. Would she be scared if he did tell her that he was in fact Dracula? Would she cower away from them if she realized that Sebastian was a demon and that this wasn't even his true form?
He didn't want her to see them as monsters. He didn't want his mate to ever be afraid of them or cringe when she looked upon them. He loved the sweet gaze she flashed them and the bright smile that usually warmed their hearts. But eventually they would have to tell their mate of what they are and she might be mad that they had lied to her. Alucard sighed when he finally made up his mind.
"Yes," He answered. The girl froze, but her look didn't change. She stared up at them quizzically and continued to hug that rabbit she adored.
"Why?" She asked. Alucard kneeled before his mate and slowly reached out, hoping she won't cower or run. He was relieved when he was able to wrap his arms around Seras and pull her to him. He held her against his chest and stroked her hair. He wanted to show her that he could be gentle and would never do anything to hurt her. Seras accepted this and rested her head against his chest to show that she fully trusted him.
"Because I was a foolish man," Was his answer and then the room fell silent. Seras closed her eyes and inhaled Alucard's sweet scent. His big cool hand kept petting her, but she didn't mind so much. She actually found it kind of comforting. She reached up cautiously and curled his hair around her fingers. It was so dark and soft, and smelled ever so nice. Seras then pulled out of his embrace and eyed his mouth curiously.
"Can I see them?" She asked curiously. Alucard's brows drew together.
"My fangs?" He asked. The little girl nodded her head and didn't dare avert her eyes from his mouth. The elder vampire sighed, but willingly opened his mouth for the small four year old. Seras' eyes widened when she saw how sharp and long they were.
"Cool," Seras drawled. Alucard's lips pulled back into a wicked grin and he snickered at his young mate.
"I now see what my dream self was thinking: you do look quite appetizing, my dear. I wouldn't mind partaking from your neck right about now." Alucard purred before he pulled the girl back to him. He brushed his lips over her throat and playfully nibbled her neck causing the girl to laugh.
"Alacard!" The girl cried out through giggles and gently tried pushing his head away from hers. "Stop!" She closed her eyes and tried pulling away, but he only brought her closer. "That tickles!" The elder vampire stopped so she could catch her breath after laughing so hard. He watched the girl from the corner of his eye. He couldn't help, but wonder how someone so pure and innocent was destined to be with them. Did they honestly deserve her after all they've done? Or perhaps this was an angel sent from God to tame them and stop them from bringing hell on Earth? Alucard snickered at that thought. Will she be able to tame them or will they just end up corrupting her?
End of Chapter One
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