Hellsing does not belong to me it belongs to another.
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"talking" (normal)
January 18
I'm hidden in the closet with my rifles point sticking somewhat out the door. I have to wait for orders. The freak will come,
the chipped vampire who controls the ghouls will come. Then I will fire. I'm still waiting.
"Germani! FIRE!"
I drop the notebook and lift the rifle in my arms adjusting it and then aiming. I hear him running, frantically.
Good, I see him and take fire again no hesitation. The head blows by the force of impact. I picked up my communicator and inform my caption and my squad,"target demolished"
Too easy i also thought. "Good now head back to the first floor of the manson." Says Capt. Pip, with his french tongue.
I get up and strap my weapon. I go to leave when I see a odd moving shadow. Its the vampire, Alucard.
He's grinning, I know it, but I dont turn around I just keep walking.
"That was a splendid shot my lady no missed calculation." He seems more happy then normal, then again he was not normal.
"Why are you up here?" I ask ignoring the odd compliment about me.
"To see you take the shot, if you had missed I would take over." There was a purr in his voice. I seriously do not need assistance from the likes of him.
"I dont miss." Thats my pride speaking.
"Neither do I." The vampire's voice seemed flutterly then but returned to its deadly tone. "Something we have in common."
I almost turn and yell at him, my fury taking no mercy, but I chose quickly to say calmly."We have nothing in common."
"Why so?" He eagerly cocked his head making him seem harmless in his tall demeanor. Even Integra would laugh at such a physical action.
I chuckled and pointed at myself letting the smile appear on my face."I prefer being alive."Then walked up to him sliding my boots almost at each step until I could raise my hand and point my dainty finger at him, touching his pointy but small nose. "You prefer being dead."
Alucard took my hand from his face into his own white gloved hand and pulled it to where I was dragged to him. Close enough to smell the ragged breath of wine and blood of his. "You know my dear."He starts."Opposites quite often seem to attract themselves together."
I pull away quickly when hearing my caption and the draculina come close to where we are not wanting questions of our odd encounter to be asked. I leave not looking back at the shadow sinking away into nothingness.
And then came that eerily dark chuckle.
author's note: it hopefully gets better --;
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