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As promised, here is chapter two of "Replay."
Replay
A Hellsing Fanfiction
By Lady Hito
Chapter Two
Seras was only halfway through the story, where Cinderella was at the ball, when she heard soft, deep breathing sounds from Natalia. Sighing, Seras carefully slid off the bed, as to not disturb her daughter's sleep. She gingerly tucked the comforter around her daughter's small form, turning off the light on her way out.
Seras settled onto her bed, where Antony already lay.
"Is she asleep?" Antony murmured sleepily, wrapping his arms around his wife and pulling her closer.
"Fell asleep midway through the story." Seras snuggled into his chest.
"What story?"
"Cinderella."
"Again?" Antony laughed quietly.
Seras smiled in the darkness. "Yes, again."
"I love you."
"I love you, too."
"Night."
"Good night."
"How many more months again?" Clarissa eagerly asked the following afternoon.
"Less than eight more, mother." Antony smiled.
"Have you decided on a name?"
"Of course." Seras walked back to where mother and son were sitting, Natalia's hand in her own. "We're still pondering, though."
"What names have you come up with?"
"I'd like for him to be named Vincent." Seras gracefully sat, setting Natalia on Antony's lap.
"And you, Antony?" Clarissa turned expectantly to her son.
"I'd prefer something like Leon."
Seras rolled her eyes. "I would not prefer to have my son named after lions."
"And I would not prefer to have my son named something like Vincent."
"Oh, what is wrong with a name meaning 'conquering?'"
Clarissa sighed. "Such children. Why not use both?"
Both heads swiveled over to face her.
"Oh...yes. That's a dandy idea." Seras murmured thoughtfully.
"Yes...I can't believe we didn't think of that before!"
"I can certainly believe it." Clarissa snapped. "If that is how all naming conversations go for you two, then it's no wonder you never thought of using both names!"
They grinned sheepishly.
"I shall name him for you. Vincent Leon Vaughn."
"Why not Leon Vincent?" Antony argued.
Clarissa gave her son a death glare, causing him to gulp and shut his mouth.
"Vincent Leon Vaughn." Seras softly repeated. Her face broke into a wide smile. "I like it! Vincent Leon, Vincent Leon...it's perfect, isn't it, Antony?"
Antony smiled warmly at his wife's enthusiasm. "Of course. Vincent Leon it is."
"Sweet dreams, Natalia." Seras murmured, quietly closing the door behind her.
She wearily strode back to the master bedroom, slipping in under the covers gratefully.
"A difficult night?" Antony asked.
Seras nodded. "I had to tell her two stories tonight."
"Mm..."
"...Antony?" Seras asked, after a moment of silence.
"Yes?"
"Do you think our son...will look like you?"
Antony chuckled. "I sure hope so!"
Seras grinned. "He'd be very handsome, then."
"Of course he would be."
"Very modest, I see." Seras giggled.
"Well, anyhow, I hope he will have your intense blue eyes, Victoria."
"Me too." Seras gave her husband a soft peck on the lips. "Good night."
"Night."
Seras's blue eyes snapped open in the darkness of the room. Something wasn't right. She felt her stomach. No, that wasn't it.
She sat up, looking out the window at the moon, shining a brilliant shade of crimson. She scurried out of bed, careful not to disturb Antony, and grabbed her silk robe on the way out of the room. She hurried down the hallway to Natalia's room. "Sweetheart?" She called softly into the room, striding over to the side of the bed.
To her horror, Seras saw no body laying there, the blankets askew.
"Natalia?" A shiver of fear shuddered through her body. "NATTIE?" She turned and ran down the carpeted steps, her eyes holding onto the moon's crimson gaze. She swung open the front door and hurried out onto the lush green lawn. "Nattie!" She called out.
Seras ran past the gates of her home, toward the suburban streets, tripping several times. She didn't care that she wasn't wearing any shoes - she would worry about that later.
Seras ran with a hand over her stomach. All this tripping would not do her baby any good. She could only hope he was alright...and that Natalia was alright.
"Nattie!" Her cries became more desperate, more urgent. "Nattie!"
And there, just ahead, stood a tall figure dressed in red clothing, Natalia's small form reaching to just his knees beside him.
It was just like another night of searching - another night with no results. But as midnight drew nearer, Alucard could tell that tonight would be it - the night when he would finally be reunited with his fledging.
And as if in response to his thoughts, a small blonde figure came running toward him.
Alucard halted his steps as the figure reached him and began tugging on his cloak.
"Excuse me, sir, are you looking for someone?" Her voice...so much like his fledging's. She was almost an exact replica, if it weren't for her pale blue eyes.
He almost wanted to reply, "Yes. I'm looking for you." But he knew that it was not his Police Girl. He merely stared down at the little girl. She couldn't be more than four or five years of age. What was she doing out here, at this time of the night?
"Nattie!"
Alucard knew exactly who it was, just from her voice. "Police Girl." He murmured once she came into view. It was her, alright. The same golden hair, the same intense blue eyes before he had turned her, the same stubborn and determined aura.
But her scent told him this: she was no longer a virgin.
This realization made Alucard rather angry. Who dared to violate his fledging? His lips curled back into a growl, the thought leading to many violent thoughts, thoughts of himself angrily ripping apart –
"N-nattie, come here!" Her voice shook somewhat with...fear? Why would she fear him?
"Mommy, this sir is looking for someone." The little girl toddled back into her mother's arms.
"Hush, Nattie." Seras stood and tilted her head upwards to return Alucard's stare. "Who are - "
"I think you know who I am...Police Girl." Alucard interrupted, standing still.
Seras's eyes widened. That name - that nickname - why was it so familiar? She shook the thought away. "I think you have the wrong - "
"I don't." Alucard responded, once again cutting her off. Humans...such vulnerable minds.
Seras gritted her teeth. "It's rather rude to interrupt others. I'd like it if you would let me at least finish a sentence, rather than predict what I'm about to say."
Alucard smirked, much to Seras's confusion. "Very well, then, Police Girl."
Seras glared at him. Here he was, a stranger, calling her 'Police Girl' and not once relenting in his intense gaze, rudely cutting her off at first, and now acting so polite.
Who was he?
"I'm surprised you've forgotten so quickly."
Seras bit her lip. "I've forgotten nothing."
Alucard's lips curled into one of his insane grins. "We'll see about that, my young fledging."
"Fledging?" Seras's eyes widened yet again. "What do you - " She was once again interrupted, this time by Alucard's maniacal laughter as he slipped away into the night.
A/N:Our favorite vampire enters! Haha. As always, please R&R!
