I'm glad you readers decided to join me on the second chapter of this tale, I won't say much about it, just that it was a lot of effort and many hours of thinking involved but other than that please enjoy and thank you once again :)


Every Full Moon


Chapter 2: Curiosity


Year: 1918

Evangeline had sneaked into her father's study room to take a peek at his newspaper, usually there was always a forecast of the week's weather and since her birthday was coming up she wished it to be a sunny day. As she took a peek at the newspaper it also mentioned the lunar cycle and tonight was a night of a full moon. "Vlad.." she whispered as she stared at the date August 15th.

This full moon came about a week before her birthday but it was the closest full moon to her birthday and she was sure he would be there to meet her, but where would they meet? Outside perhaps: near the horse stable, the garden, the brink of the forest? "Maybe the forest," Vlad was a secret she had kept, he was her friend and she trusted him but maybe her family wouldn't approve of their friendship, it was odd after all.

She heard footsteps nearing the door but their was nowhere to hide because soon after the door opened and it was her father a tall man with graying hair, he was still very fit looking and with kind yet opposing authority as he came in. It was he who caught her seated at his desk with newspaper in hand. "Evangeline what have I told you about being in here?" He had a very weary expression but it lightened up as soon as he saw his daughter, not wanting to give away anything because she was very good at capturing small detail and differences in people.

"It is not a play room sir." She responded lowering her eyes and getting off the chair.

"Do you find the newspaper interesting?" He said as she was still carrying the newspaper in her hand with a tight grip. Very interesting that a child would care about such news.

"There are some words I do not understand but I do find it interesting, I believe I will ask Margaret about them." She replied, she held on firmly to the newspaper, she wasn't going to give up this paper that had given her the best of news in such a long time.

"Does Margaret not teach you enough?" He was concerned with the teachings given to his children, they were bright and kindred spirits like his, that would be without a doubt excellent people but it all started with education as he knew for a fact. His daughter spoke as if she was many years older, she was his little old lady: her way of thinking was so mature and she was only turning eight.

"Yes, she is most delightful, I do find the different histories of the world interesting but I do like to know what happens in my place of residence." She answered, it was also partial truth, she did not know exactly what her father did for a living, that had always been a subject that was never to be brought up but whatever he did had to do with the well being of the country, that much she was sure of.

"Very well young lady, run along now, I have work to do." He said taking a seat and began looking over a large book with a leather, emerald cover.

"Yes father." Evangeline said curtsying, grabbing the tips of her dress. She smiled, stood straight and left. Lysander Hellsing was very surprised with his daughter, it was his belief that Evangeline would become a remarkable young woman with outstanding capabilities, she was fit to be the next Hellsing family leader though time would tell if she really was fit for such a stressful position.

Evangeline skipped down the stairs, her long golden strands of loose hair flopping with each skip she took down the stairs. She wanted to go outside, it was still early in the afternoon there was enough sun illuminating the sky that it would ward off any dark presence. But alas, it was not meant to be when her nanny Margaret caught her, hand on the handle knob that was twisted downward and peeking at the outside through the crease in the door.

"Where are you going miss?" Margaret exclaimed.

"It's such a nice day out, I would really-" there were other footsteps approaching where they were and Evangeline knew who these footsteps belonged to, a woman she feared. She immediately gave up on what she was saying.

"It is not in a lady's manner to talk back." A tall woman with a strong yet elegant frame appeared, her dark hair was tied into a bun and she was wearing a long blue floor lengths dress . It had an intricate pattern of dark shades of blue and gold embroidery on the bodice and sleeves of the dress. "You are a lady of high society and must act as such, peasants and farm folk belong outside, ladies do not." Her tone was already taking a sharper pitch than what it usually was. A woman who was in constant mal temper and never really satisfied by anything: that is what some would use to describe Alexandria Hellsing.

"Yes mother." Evangeline answered, lowering her gaze, she felt her throat tighten and shiver take her over, tears of frustration consuming her eyes.

Margaret noticed and quickly tried to distract Mrs. Hellsing knowing their might be a severe punishment for Evangeline because she was displaying a most embarrassing emotion. "Mrs. Hellsing, actually I had planned a lesson on nature today, I had asked the little miss to wait near the door for me." Margaret knew Mrs. Alexandria Hellsing was somewhat of an extremist when it came to her children's upbringing, she wanted them to be the most skilled in everything, be flawless examples of high society.

"Very well then but speak up," her eyes narrowed toward Evangeline, "I don't want to waste words when there was no problem to begin with." She nodded towards Margaret and headed down the hall until she was out of sight.

"Oh miss Evangeline." Margaret went to kneel in front of Evangeline and wiped her tears with a handkerchief she carried in her apron. "We will have the lesson outside if you wish but promise me no tears." She smiled lightly. Acting on reflex when she heard the word outside Evangeline smiled brightly and nodded. "Alright do wait for me at the table on the porch. I will go retrieve my books." Margaret scurried into a room across the staircase which was the library room.

Evangeline opened the door and happily walked outside, she came to a halt standing on the large stretch of porch facing the sun. The sun was shining brightly illuminating everything: from the flower plains, the horse stables, all the way to the gatekeeper's cabin which was a distance away from the main estate. The rays of light extended, reaching farther than what her eyes could see.

As she turned back to see, feeling another presence behind her was her brother Erin. He was also focused on the sun so it seemed. He was a young man of seventeen years of age, his blue eyes shifted from the sun back to a large, rectangular canvas. He dabbed his brush into the orange hue in his pallet and gently stroked the canvas, Evangeline looked at him curiously since she couldn't see what he was painting from where she was but she was sure his painting was lovely.

"I will let you see it soon enough Eva." Erin said in a mumble tone; Evangeline recognized that tone, she knew her brother was completely focused on the task.

This entire situation brought her back to her previous thoughts, it was for this reason that Evangeline felt the way she did, this repressed state but it was not only her, Erin who was her older brother, a very skilled young man was always trying to please there mother. That is why right now he was mastering the art of painting and drawing. Erin was a very conservative soul keeping quiet and being serious, none too talkative.

The door to her left opened and Margaret soon appeared much to Evangeline's displeasure, her sky gazing and thoughts were soon cut short.


The day had come to a close uneventful as usual. After the short lesson she was given which was most enjoyable not because of the actual lesson but much more for being outside and feeling the welcoming soft breeze around her. Later that night the Hellsing family had a quiet dinner and afterwards it was time for young Evangeline to go to bed.

Margaret tucked Evangeline into bed but always read a story or two to Evangeline, mythical stories of adventures are what she enjoyed the most. Though today was different, Evangeline had expressed she was really tired and wanted to rest, no stories tonight. Margaret thought this was odd but nodded and finished tucking Evangeline into bed, remembering to leave the candle lit as she bid the little miss goodnight as she exited her room.

Evangeline had her eyes closed until she was certain her nanny was gone and down the hall out of hearing reach before she crawled out of bed. It wouldn't be an easy task to get out of the mansion without being spotted or heard she had to be resourceful in her tactics for escape.

She walked around the room holding the candle holder in her hand wondering if there was anything she could use. That is when she had an epiphany, she walked to her window and pulled the curtains aside revealing the large full moon and a white light that shown through to her room. Leaving out the window was her best bet but he room was located on the third story of the estate, it was to risky. She had to find another window.

Evangeline put on her night coat and slippers before leaving her room, she opened the door slightly to peek out making sure no one was in sight. As carefully as she could she made her way out of the room shutting the door, being careful as she held onto the knob making sure the click noise wasn't so loud and the knob finally rested into place. She picked up her candle holder from the floor and continued her trek, trying to keep her footsteps light and inaudible she walked down the stairs, she knew the one place she could get out from, that wasn't too risky was the libraries' window.

As she reached the door her heart was pounding, she felt it was so loud that someone might even hear it. She set her candle holder on the floor and looked both directions before opening the door using both hands to steady the knob and turned it right. The door gave a quiet click, she picked up the candle holder and entered, letting out a breath as she rested from her nerves inside the library.

It was very dark excluding the small light produced from her waning candle that was nearly melted. She walked around to where the window was and pulled the curtains so the moon light illuminated the dark library that was putting her on edge. She settled the candle holder on a table and tried to pick up one of the heavy chairs so she could unlock a hook that kept the window from opening. After much effort she settled the chair near the window and got up on the chair. The hook was almost out of her reach, she struggled to stretch her arms upward, she wasn't even breathing at this point. On the verge of loosing her balance she was able to unlock the hook that sent the window flying open, a strong wind entering the library and that nearly made her fall off the chair.

The wind was strong but not enough to make the window actually hit the wall next to it but someone might have heard, one of the maids perhaps. Evangeline scurried to position everything as it was. She placed the chair back next to the table and took her candle holder that's light was already out. She hopped out the window into the bushed that lay just beneath it.

She quickly crept onto the other side and kept low to the ground just in case some had heard the window open and might come to check on it. After crouching there for about ten minutes and with no sign anyone else might come she continued her trek towards the forest. There was only one obstacle left and that was the fence though, it wasn't so much the fence than the three patrolling gatekeepers.

She knew of a gap in the fence that she could easily fit through and just beyond that was the forest where Vlad was probably waiting. She continued to sneak walk towards the fence and it was rather odd that none of the keepers were patrolling but she heard many muffled laughs coming from the cabin near by, better for me that they are occupied she guessed. She made a quick stop to the horse stable to get a fresh candle and some matches since the moonlight didn't penetrate the dark forest.

She was still cautious as she made her way to the fence gap looking once again many times both left and right to make sure no one was watching her. She placed her head first through the opening and then her body followed effortlessly as she was soon on the other side. Before advancing she grabbed a match and lit a the candle she held before entering the forest.

It was dark, foggy and gloomy, it even seemed colder in this area as well. "Si…iirr…Vlaa..aa..ddd…d?" Her voice quivered as she called out. Her teeth chattered as she continued to walk forward, the candle light extend ahead of her guiding her walk. "Sir Vlad?!" She called out again thinking perhaps he didn't hear her the first time. "Sir Vlad, oh Sir Vlad, Vlad?!" She called out it irritated. "Where are you?" she whispered to herself as she let her eyes wander through her limited view in the forest.

She continued to head deeper into the forest, it was an eerie ambient to find oneself alone in. She pouted as she was unable to seen anything, she didn't want to keep wandering aimlessly farther into the dark forest for fear she would get lost. As she started to turn back she heard something snap, she gasped, possibly a twig she thought. Evangeline turned back around to see what it was, it was hard to see there was a deep fog residing over the area, she narrowed her eyes trying to capture the dark figure. Until she heard a growl on the far left from where she was, then many distinct growls followed and the figure she had been staring at became more apparent , it was a large grey wolf.

Lone wolves aren't common they are usually in the pack and when they are in a pack they joined forces to hunt down a larger prey that being…"me." The large wolf was slowly making its way closer and the once hard to identify shadows were becoming visible: more wolves. Evangeline began to shiver knowing it was impossible to outrun a four-legged beast especially when there were so many thus her odds were not very good. She slowly stepped back, as the pack moved foreword it was her best bet to move slowly, any fast movement would trigger them into further hostility.

Though as she was stepping back she stepped on a twig producing a crunch sound and tripped on a lifted tree root falling back seated onto her rear. The wolves didn't hesitate the large grey one hurled itself towards her, mouth wide open ready to take a bite, she closed her eyes too scared to see anything else.

A strong wind came out of nowhere pushing the wolves back and evaporating the fog that had consumed the forest. It was a freezing wind Evangeline held onto herself and the tree root in fear of freezing to death and being blown away, The wolves were also trying to hold on, they were not going to give up there prey so easily. "Such stubborn beasts…" The wind brought a familiar voice, Evangeline opened her eyes and searched for the source.

The moon had penetrated the forest and with that Evangeline saw a familiar figure approaching, "I am quite the stubborn beast myself…" The figure began to change in shape, the once man figure began to be consumed by a black and red flame and thousands of red eyes began to appear in this flame though it was soon over and what appeared in it's place was an even larger black hound.

It was a terrifying sight Evangeline closed her eyes again, she felt something furry brush past her, she felt it's wet nose nuzzle the side of her cheek, she opened her eyes, it was the dark hound, it's pair of eight ruby eyes looking at her with concern. "I am alright." She whispered still slightly afraid. It nodded it's head as if understanding her words and turned towards the pack of ten wolves.

"Close you eyes Evangeline and do not open them for any reason until I say so, do you understand." The voice said in her head.

"Yes." She responded in whisper.

The hell hound turned to look at her again, "close your eyes now." The voice soothed in her head. Evangeline shut her eyes tight and for extra measure she covered her eyes with her hands so she wouldn't be tempted to look.

As soon as she closed there was a deep distorted growl come from what she guessed was the hell hound. There were other snarls coming from the wolves she guessed but then suddenly as quick as she heard those growls they turned into whimpers and cries which made Evangeline cringe at the mere sound of it all. Not only that but things were being thrown around as well and the hell hound by the end of it was the only one growling.

It was quickly over with and the forest became silent once more, a gloved hand stoked her hair softly but she was so shaken that she let out a yelp and opened her eyes. Quickly her eyes were cover by a hand but not before she caught a glance of crimson painting a tree nearby. "What did I say?" the voice calmly asked.

"Sir Vlad?" She breathed.

"Yes, so what did I say?" His tone was serious.

"Not to open my eyes until you said so." She said, there was a hinting of a smile on her lips.

"That's right so, keep them close." She felt him remove his gloved hand from her eyes. She gasped again as he picked her up and carried her like a baby. His steps felt almost as if he wasn't taking any almost like he was floating, it felt very soothing.

Vlad had been worried when he reached the window of her room and he had not found her there. He trailed her scent through the house and out the library window, towards the horse stable and then the forest. He had heard the wolves growls and had thought it was too late when he hadn't even heard so much as a scream from her but she was much smarter and kept quiet so the hostility of the beasts wasn't awakened.

They reached the outside of the forest and he continued to walk over to the flower plains, he settled her down onto the patch of grass and he sat down as well, "you may open your eyes now." Evangeline opened her eyes and there he was, his appearance has not changed one bit, he still wore the same unruly dark straight hair, his ruby eyes were staring attentively at her but he was visibly upset. Quickly her smile subsided.

"What were you thinking?" He began to scold.

"I thought that you might be waiting in the forest…" her voice became a whisper and she began to sniffle.

He sighed and turned back to look at the moon, "the forest at night is dangerous there are far worse creatures, beast lurking in the shadows of the night. You should never venture in there even if you have company." He turned back to look at her, his voice softened.

"I apologize, I won't do it again." The tears threatened her eyes, Vlad cleared his throat with a cough.

"I thought no more tears was a promise between the both of us." he said as he captured the single tear that fell.

"You're right I apologize once again." She said quickly rubbing here eyes making sure the tears that were welling up in her eyes were no longer a threat.

"A year passes by fairly quickly." He said, of course to a being such as himself what was a year, it felt like a span of a few days.

"I felt it took forever." Evangeline said shrugging, when you live cooped up inside a mansion that doesn't really permit anything but reading and studying which are much of the same things, time feels like it slows.

"So what have you been up to little Evangeline?" He asked curiously, she seemed pensive which surprised him, he was sure she would probably keep sniffling or shaking especially after the ordeal in the forest.

"Just reading and being in doors, it's all a bore really. What about you Sir Vlad?" She wasn't very interesting company she thought, surly Sir Vlad does much more interesting things, he seems boundless.

"You needn't call me sir, just Vlad will do." They were already acquainted there was no need for such a formal address. "We are friends after all." He said reassuring her thoughts as he read her worry and doubts.

"Yes si-I mean Vlad." She said still getting use to the matter.

"I have been traveling." He said looking at the moon. Evangeline looked at him he seemed more at peace than when she had last seen him.

"You do not work?" People who travel too much and who don't have a horse definitely don't have a title or a job, that is what her mother would say at least.

"My line of work is very different." He shifted back to look at her, his intense expression made her look down at her fingers and blush. The way he said things made her think he really didn't like to answer questions about himself so she decided to drop this topic somewhat.

"Oh, well, umm, doesn't your family miss you?" She couldn't fathom living alone and feeling more alone than she did, she did have Margaret but she couldn't tell her everything and her brother Erin was always busy with his studies, she only ever talked to him at dinner.

"I have none living anymore." He answered sadly, Evangeline could see that something had him sad and quite upset still its as if in this moment he had reverted to the man he was when she found in the horse stable a year ago. Indeed Vlad didn't like this question and didn't hide the fact he was unhappy with it.

"May I ask you one more question?" Evangeline asked, she had lowered her gaze. Vlad turned his attention towards her, being very interested in her hesitance to just blurt out a question, she was being careful thinking over her words before she actually spoke. Since he didn't say anything against it Evangeline turned to look back at him. "Were you that hound that saved my life in the forest? How did you do that? How could I hear you when you weren't even moving your mouth?" Of course this curious creature was going to want to know the truth, Vlad thought, she was very perceptive after all but she didn't need to know anything but she didn't look easy to lie to. She could read through lies, her large golden eyes could see through that much.

"That is more than one question. I will only answer one but in doing so I practically answer all of them." All the questions were connected, answering one would answer them all, no wonder it took her a while to ask, a very intelligent creature she is, Vlad pondered amused.

"Were you that hound and how did you do that?" She asked two in one, he would answer them simply, in a way that wouldn't give his being away.

"Yes that was me and I can do…magic." He answered trying to find a simplistic way of explaining his un earthly powers.

"Splendid, I'd love to see another form of magic!" Evangeline was amazed, Vlad was really an interesting entity.

"Is that so." When he thought she would be terrified of the truth she proves him wrong by finding him fascinating, truly humans were very interesting themselves and Evangeline never ceased to amaze him. "Another magic trick then, extend both of your hands in front of you." He said shifting his body towards her.

"Like this?" She sat on her knees, arms extended in front of her, both hands in a receiving gesture awaiting his magic.

Vlad passed his right hand above her hands grazing her hand and holding it there. She looked up at him both gazes meeting, Vlad's ruby eyes signaled her to look at her hands. He removed his hand and there was a small silver box in between her two hands. "This is my gift to you for your birthday." He said studying her expression.

Evangeline smiled "Can I open it even though my birthday is in a week?"

"We can bend the rules, otherwise I won't know if you like it." He answered.

Carefully she took the top off the box revealing a silver necklace. It was small, round and had a carving of crescent moon and at the center of the gap in the crescent was a large diamond. "Oh it's so pretty!" Evangeline said as she stared at it though there was also an engraving surrounding the diamond, "Pur Inima? What does that mean?" She said looking up at Vlad.

He was very pleased she had taken a liking to the gift. "Pure hearted in my native language." This is what he thought of her and what he liked about her, she resembled Mina very much.

"What is your native language?" Margaret had shown a variety of lingual while studying about ancient and new societies but she wasn't sure what this was.

"Romanian." He had found this necklace whilst roaming his old castle, it was there lying in a jewelry case, abandoned you could say. It had been so long ago that he could no longer recall who this necklace might have belonged to but it was clear that whom ever it belonged to had meant to keep it safe.

"I see." Evangeline pondered, she would investigate this matter, there was bound to be some books on the Romanian language, where it came from and other facts. Changing the subject feeling that Vlad was once again uncomfortable, she smiled, "thank you again for saving me and the gift too, I'm really happy you came." She yawned afterwards. She once again enclosed the necklace into the box and held it.

"I have kept you up far to long, it's best if you settle into bed for tonight." He said reaching for her.

"No...I..am" she yawned once again, "not sleepy." Vlad shook his head, his raven hair swaying with him. The excitement of the night was over and she was sleepy, it was so evident.

"Yes it is time." He grabbed her carrying her like an infant, she didn't resist and instead snuggled closer to his chest. He walked closer to the estate and effortlessly levitated to the window that led to her room. He cocked his head to one side and the window opened letting him drift in. He rested Evangeline on her bed and she was now struggling to keep her eyes opened. "Sleep well, until we meet again, please stay put and wait for me here next time. Also do try and stay out of trouble." He said tucking her in.

"Okay b..ut you to..oo," Evangeline's words slurred, "goodnight." She whispered, her eyelids now to heavy to keep them open any longer.

"Goodnight, little one." He smiled as she swiftly fell to sleep. Though his happiness was short lived when he realized what he had done but in his case of what he hadn't done and what he had permitted. He had been genuinely worried when she was almost attacked by the wolves, his feelings were being manipulated from the first moment, he really did wish it was someone else who had wronged him.

When Evangeline stepped foot into the horse stable that day, it was suppose to be her end but it wasn't, she was truly something else, someone who now had value in his unbeating heart. Only time could tell if that is how it would remain.

He took one last glimpse of Evangeline as he slummed into the shadows and out the window which he closed right before disappearing completely.


So this chapter is just full of detail, as much as I had hoped for and I hope it was to your liking. I really wanted to give a detailed description of what it was like to live day to day with Evangeline even though it was just one day, it was an insight. As for Vlad and Evangeline's dialogue, I'm so happy with the way it turned out!

Thank you once again to my readers and a special thanks to The95will and alexc1209 for your reviews they helped me out a lot! Till next update :D

-roseimagine