Seras stared at the man who called himself Alucard. Seras had no intention to intervene with the scene playing out before her. Her passive notions were rewarded when the red vampire pulled a large silver gun out of his jacket and shot two of the other vampires, leaving only Father alive.
Father growled as he watched his companions fall before him. Their screams were short and piercing as blessed silver bullets ripped through them. Alucard's wild grin widened as he watched Father weigh his options.
Father jumped down to the arena and ran to Seras. He stood behind her and grabbed her face with his left hand. His spidery fingers were long on Seras's face and she grunted in pain when her head was pulled back; her throat was now bared in front of two sets of fangs.
"I-If you let me go, you can have her." Father called out, his voice so obviously laced with fear. "Her blood is rich and deeper than the other human filth you may feed on." Father stroked her neck tenderly and she shied away from the touch. "Seras's blood is seasoned with murder, and I assure you her virgin blood will be unlike any other."
Seras shook with rage. Father was giving her up to save his own sorry ass! Father mistook the shaking for fear and Seras was thankful he couldn't see her eyes. Her light blue eyes held so much hatred and she lusted for revenge against the weak creature.
Alucard looked intently at Seras's lithe body hardened and strong from her time in hell. 'She certainly could be a useful… Asset.' He thought as he caught himself staring at her toned legs, very well-curved hips, and abundant chest.
He smirked as he shouted at the ignorant vampire who failed to notice Seras reposition the dagger in her hand, "I won't kill her, because she has committed no sin. Unlike you."
Father cursed under his breath and he decided to change his tactic. He moved his hand to Seras's slender neck. "Then let me go free or I will kill her, and her death will be on your conscious." He said with undeserved confidence.
"Monster can't have a conscious." Alucard replied and laughed wildly. He jumped gracefully jumped into the arena.
Father started to retreat with Seras in hand. 'NO!' She thought, 'I won't let him continue to use me. I'm not weak!' Seras firmly clutched onto the dagger. She put her leg back as they were walked backwards and Father lost his footing.
Seras broke free of his grasp and turned around to repay the sorry excuse for a man in front of her. She repaid him for the months she spent fighting for her life in the pit. Her payment was seven inches of cold steel. She whipped her arm around and drove the knife into Father's chest to the hilt.
Father cried out in pain and Seras smiled. 'He deserved every inch of that wretched blade.' She thought morbidly.
"You bitch! How dare you cross me! You stupid, weak little human; I will kill you for that!" He shouted as he pulled the knife from his chest. Seras had put the entirety of her faith in the dagger. The blade had failed her, and now there was no way she could survive against a vampire.
Father threw the bloody dagger into the sand. He roared as he threw himself at Seras; claws and fangs extended. Father landed on top of Seras and he grabbed her neck as he brought his head down with his sharp fangs looming every closer to her pulsing veins. 'This is it…' She shut her eyes. At least she had died fighting to save her life.
A loud shot tore through the snarls of the feral priest. Father lay limp on top of her. Something metallic and thick dripped onto her chest. 'Father's blood?' She thought. She refused to open her eyes with Father still on top of her. Alucard chose that moment to speak up.
"You should get up now before he bleeds out." The statement had shocked her. Why should he care? Seras pushed the vampire off of her nonetheless.
Seras immediately turned to face the red vampire who stood still with a slight smirk. "He isn't dead, yet. So if you want," Alucard reached into his jacket and pulled out a long silver gun. "Here you go."
She looked down at the priest who was bleeding out onto the sand. He lay there twitching and glaring at Seras, too weak to move. She was immediately filled with hate for the weak creature before her.
She turned to the strange red vampire. She tenderly grabbed the handle of the fun. Alucard tilted his head forward as he studied Seras holding his gun. 'Stunning..' He thought as his glasses slid down his nose, revealing large red eyes.
Seras grasped the gun and cocked it as she looked down on Father; her expression full of disgust. "Seras.. Don't. Remember how I cared for you!" He pleaded.
"You've kept me here for months. You taught me that killing is the only thing that matters down here, so I will do the only I know how to do; kill and survive." Seras said sternly; there was no mercy in her eyes.
"Please don't kill me. I-I don't want to die.. Seras!" Father cried out in fear. He sounded like a squealing pig.
"Hush , Father." Seras said, her voice displaying no amount of comfort at all. "You told me that this was this is the easiest part."
Seras pulled back the trigger and released all of her hatred into a lone bullet that carved its way through Father's head; right between his eyes. Father's face went lax and his slightly raised head fell unceremoniously to the floor. A small but continuous stream of blood flowed down over his open, dead eye and soaked into the sand. There was a small splatter of blood around Father's head, courtesy of the silver bullet, that acted as a macabre crown to the dead ruler of the forgotten kingdom. It commemorated his once fearsome rule, and his pathetic death.
Seras smiled. 'Fitting.' She thought simply.
Seras was shaken out of her daze by a small laugh. "That was cold, did you truly mean it?" He asked, looking somewhat amazed.
"Every word, including all the terrible words left unspoken about that piece of trash." She said in a hushed voice. Alucard gave a big lopsided grin showing off his sharp fangs.
After a moment of silence Alucard spoke up. "Interesting.. You may have just drastically changed your fate." He said thoughtfully with his hand on his chin; a contemplative gesture.
Seras's eyes snapped up to meet Alucard's. She held up the gun and aimed for his left eye. She hoped to hit his sunglasses and splinter the small shards of glass into skull.
'I will not fall to the mercy of another vampire!' She thought confidently.
A feeling of aching exhaustion washed over her. Seras swayed and dropped the gun. She fell to the ground and she tried to stay awake but her vision was failing fast. Seras saw red coming towards her; then black.
There was nothing then, but she felt weightless.
I hope you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving! I was planning on just doing nothing all weekend, but I kinda wanted to put out another chapter, so this is my little gift to you :) I hope you like this chapter as much as I do so please enjoy! Please review and tell me what you think.
