DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the Hellsing Characters, this FanFic is purely a work from my imagination.
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CHAPTER I - Dreaming of Something…Anything….
I no longer had any dreams, it was as if i went to bed and woke up five minutes later. Before Alucard saved me I used to dream a lot, however, in a way, I was trying to run away from them, the same nightmare over and over again, the same thing playing in my mind like a broke down record, my family's death… a scary thought that now i even relish.
How sad when you realize that you no longer have to run, is sad trying to understand every single thing that happens to me, is sad to know that i no longer feel anything but lust and hunger.
Quietly i woke up, opened my eyes and sat on the edge of the bed, hanging my head as i looked at my tights, entranced at how much pale they look now, for a moment not listening to anything but my own breathing, closing my eyes for a second and trying to dream, or at least feel something else, something new.
In a moments notice i felt something coming behind me, opened my eyes as my head shifted up quickly moving my body in a second to the other side of the room where my knife was located taking it out and turning to face the mysterious presence, realizing it's simply the Captain.
"What are you doing here Captain!" I shouted at him as i put away my knife "I could have killed you, you stupid Geese."
"Oh mignonette, mignonette…" he said in his french accent as he walked towards me locking his gaze on mine, as she stands in front of me and places his index and middle finger under my chin forcing my eyes to look at him "… it would take you much more than a knife to kill this Geese."
With a sudden movement from my hand i pushed his away from my chin "Don't touch me…" turning around to grab a new uniform tossing it to the bed as i turn to the Captain again and face him "Could you please leave at once? I have to get ready and go to have breakfast"
The Captain looked at me, only this time his eyes were not locked on mine, but on my body, i started to get angry and shifted over behind him to pull him from his overcoat and push him out of my room "I said Get Out!"
The Captain tried to stop me from slamming the door, but in the end he went away; I changed into my new uniform and got out, walking down the dark hallway, slightly illuminated only by a few dim candle light on the walls, giving room for darkness to take over light. As i was about to exit the dungeons i saw at the top of the stairs a very familiar shape… that long braid that casted a shadow down the stairs and the smell of those french cigars which i hated deeply; walking tall i went up and passed him quickly not even giving him the pleasure of a look.
I could sense him walking behind me, silently and at a safe distance, arriving to the dinning hall i saw Walter on the door and smiled at him "Good Morning Walter" said to him in sweet voice and with a smile on my face.
"Good Morning, Miss Seras…" his gaze moved a bit up and nodded at the french man behind me "…and good morning Captain" the captain stopped besides me and nodded back at Walter answering in french in a very cold way "Bonjour, Walter"
Walter opened the door and allowed us to get inside, i could see a table, with the typical meal waiting for us, only this time something was different, it looked as if i was not going to eat alone, a place had been set next to me.
"Bernadotte… are you planning on eating with me today by any chance?" I asked turning to him giving him a very angry look as i saw a smirk draw on his face "Oui, ma petite Mignonette"
For the duration of the meal i felt uncomfortable, this was something i had never experienced before, i have to say i was happy to be feeling something else besides anger and lust, it felt different, but lead me to keep wondering why this was happening… Complete mystery to me.
As i finished the meal, i placed down the spoon and grabbed my napkin, but before i could even raise it to my lips i felt the Captain moving and in a moment i found myself being kissed by him, his lips gracing on mine as i naturally moved, i moved my hand and felt the necessity to slap him hard, but that urge slowly fell flat as i gave into his kiss, feeling his tongue exploring mine, smiling a bit but suddenly finding myself puzzled and scared, finally pushing him away and running off the room closing the door behind me, feeling my breathing go faster as a strange warm feeling ran down my cheeks as i moved my hand to it realizing i was crying.
