Hey guys! You might recognise this piece from another one Another Chance, because it's the same one! I just renamed it coz I accidentally deleted it and forgot what I wrote here for that one... Anyway, this was homework and since Dream was also homework, they might be a bit jumpy together. I had write in the present tense which I'm not very good at so please correct me if my grammar's wrong. Anyways... tell me what you think! I know it's jumpy so tell me how to smooth it out! Hope ya enjoy


Taking the Train

A woman is standing on a platform waiting for a train. She is crying. A poignant angel carved from white marble standing amongst bustling bodies. The only hint of motion coming from the drops of tears splattering the concrete, glistening crystals that match the colour of her skin. They go unnoticed. She moves her head slowly to stare at the clock, causing her tears to follow a different trail down her rosy cheeks. Her rings of platinum blonde hair cascading down her back flutter in the wind, as though with a life of their own.

A pair of young lovers holding hands cross her vision, and then the memories come flooding back... They were losing. She knew it deep down that there wasn't any hope left. They had lost. She still kept fighting though, her mind and reflexes on automatic. Aim, shoot, kill. Duck, parry, stab. But her heart wasn't. It felt every blow, every shot that brought her men down around watched in horror as one by one their numbers were reduced until only she was left alive. Mercenaries. Money-centred mercenaries. Yet still, they did not deserve this...this slaughtering...this butchering, like flies having first their wings being pulled off then their legs, one by one, slowly to prolong the satisfaction of the butcher. Alucard...

Her head spun as she thought of her servant. Her servant with the blood red eyes and the red Victorian suit, with the large red fedora hat and odd orange sunglasses. Her servant with the maniacal Cheshire cat grin and shark-like teeth, his elegantly pointed fangs set in the most handsome face, his imposing figure that towered over everyone else and inspired fear in grown men's hearts, and of course, his omnipresent darkness, a darkness that even out-shadowed darkness itself. A creature of the night that Lucifer himself considered as an equal. And she loved him. With all her heart.

Her knight in shining armour, or rather engulfing darkness, had saved her the first time they met. But he's not going to save you now... The power restrictions, she couldn't do anything about it. The enchantment or curse that bound them together, Alucard being the servant and she being the master, allowed her to control his monstrous powers. She could restrain or release his powers at will, however, she could only release 99.99% of his powers at one time, and that other 0.01% was needed right now to save her again.

With a muted thud, her gun and sword landed 100m away. She was weaponless. She had lost concentration and now she was going to pay the price. Swifter than she had hoped for her throat was slit and she fell to the ground. As Integra Wintgates Fairbrooks Hellsing lay there dying, she felt the bonds between her and Alucard weaken, slowly slipping away into oblivion, until finally, Alucard was free again. She smiled. Dracula had been released. I love you Alucard, and I always have loved you. Take care. That was the last thought she had sent to her ex-servant.

Somehow Seras had gotten to her in time to change her into a creature of the night as well. A vampire. The train pulls up and Integra steps onboard. Transylvania is a beautiful place. I don't know why they make it so dark and gloomy in the movies. She thinks, as the beautiful greenery near the edge of the town flies by her window. Transylvania the word itself meant beautiful, beautiful and green. Integra takes off her sunglasses as they pass an old ruined castle and stare at it with her piercing blue eyes. She is free to travel now that she is no longer Integra Wintgates Fairbrookes Hellsing, leader of a fearsome organisation, but just Integra, a nomad vampire survivor of the brutal attack on England by Millennium. Seras had said that she would meet Integra in former Transylvania in a week's time; she needed to detour to somewhere. Detour to where exactly, I have no idea. Walter... Her thoughts turn to Walter, former butler turned traitor, and she sighs. Walter is with God now.

Shortly after she had turned into a vampire, Seras had said that Alucard had disappeared. For the first few days, they had had no idea as to the whereabouts of that notorious Vampire King, but then Integra got the inkling that he might have retreated back to his former birthplace – Transylvania. And that is where she is heading right now. With nothing else from her past left standing, he was all she has left. She needs guidance, and also she is a newborn, a fledging, and who is better to teach her the ways of the undead than the No-Life King himself? She blushes as she thinks of her last words to him. I love you Alucard, and I always have loved you. Take care. She hadn't meant to say that, but death was so close and she had thought that was her last and only chance to drop her cold hard facade and express her true feelings. Well, looks like I was wrong, just have to get over that.

As the train slowly reaches its destination, Integra wonders what the meeting is going to be like or whether she'll even meet him at all. She grimaces at that thought. This time the situation is in reverse, he is the superior and she is going to have to lay low. She wipes away her tears and smiles. It is going to be interesting.

A pair of blood red eyes look on from the shadows in anticipation as she walks off the train and proceeds to find the lost castle that Dracula had supposedly been born in.


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