Chapter Four:
At Last
Author's Note: And part 4 is arrived.
Living in an unreal reality was…well…unreal. There was no sense of time. There were no inhabitants in the freak world. Only Seras, alone and left to wander around in a world of Alucard's creating.
The moon was a ruby gem in the sky, never varying from the deep shade of red. There was no sun, of course, and no way to determine just how long Seras had been alone, unconscious. She guessed years.
She explored the extent of her dream-world until there was no more to explore. Alucard crafted an empty Hellsing for her to occupy. Outside of the Hellsing replica was an endless expanse of lush green fields. She walked and walked, never losing sight of Hellsing and never seeing new scenery. Seras didn't know much about Physics (anything, really), but Alucard's dream work defied all its laws.
It seemed years before Alucard arrived again. She longed to clasp herself to his long red coat and never let go. It took much restraint to stay standing a considerable distance from where he was seated at the end of the hall.
"Seras, you look…crazed."
"How dare you," she spat, voice trembling with emotion. "How dare you lock me in this prison with no one to talk to, nothing to do but sit and wait under a blood-soaked moon. How long has it been? Two years!"
Alucard paused for an unbearable amount of time. A creeping smile appeared on his angular face. "Why, Police Girl, it's only been one day."
Seras' heart tightened in shock. She felt it speed up inside her chest; felt her muscles tighten and her eyes dilate. She feared she would faint…except that it was impossible. She was, technically, unconscious already.
"Calm down, Police Girl. It's an illusion of time passing. I only just left you. The night passed and now it is day. It has only been six or seven hours since I left you, Seras."
Seras couldn't bear it. Her heart was about to burst in her chest.
"The insanity has already set in, I see. That's unfortunate. I was sure you'd give me more of a show than this. Will you agree to drink, now, Seras? End your torment. Revitalize your body."
"I-I…" her words fell to a whisper and she teetered on her feet, stumbling against the cold stone wall of the empty hallway. Alucard stood and stepped casually toward her.
"Answer me, Seras. You waste my time."
She felt her eyes lolling back in her head. Her breath came in short harsh bursts. Her lip cracked from the dryness and yet she was so anemic that she did not bleed.
"Fine," Alucard huffed. "I'll be going now."
"NO!" she shouted, staggering forward and falling against his chest. It was like falling into a stone wall. "Please, Master, don't leave me. Don't leave…me…" She fell to her knees, continuing to grip Alucard's coat. She groveled at his feet, burying her face into the fabric of his coat.
"The only way is for you to drink," he reminded sternly.
"I…I will. I promise, I will."
There was a torturous silence as hot tears spilled down Seras' face.
"When I wake you, Seras…" Alucard began deeply, almost hoarsely, "…I will force open your mouth and pour it down your throat. Do you understand?"
"I understand," she sobbed, defeated.
"Good," Alucard whispered with relish and immediately vanished. Seras stumbled forward onto her hands and knees, sobbing at the decision she was forced into. She pounded the cement, the utter silence driving her past her breaking point. She could feel her mind twisting and morphing in that wretched silence. It changed her, claimed her, dominated her mind and soul. In the next instant she found herself gone from the dream land.
Instead she was lying flat in the padded coffin. The top was thrown open and her eyes focused on a blur of maroon.
"Alucard…" she croaked, reaching for him and grasping only thin air.
"Hush, Police Girl, and tilt back your head."
She obeyed without restraint as the overwhelming scent of blood flooded her nose. She felt the plastic of a blood back touching her lips, and then heard the rip as Alucard tore it open in one clean swipe.
A deluge of sensations rushed Seras at once. The blessed liquid coated her mouth, forcing her eyes open. Her every nerve thrummed with life and complete obsession stole her heart away from her.
Alucard watched from his position over Seras with apparent satisfaction while Seras choked down the blood bag. She drained it quickly, then lapped at the remnants. He was surprised when her mouth closed in on his hand and took to suckling whatever blood had splashed onto his skin. Her hands gripped his arm in place and he yanked it away. She squirmed and mewled in frustration.
"More, Master. More."
"Not all at once, Seras. For now, you sleep."
He closed the lid, despite her avid protests, and allowed a broad grim to appear on his countenance.
"Police Girl, you do surprise me sometimes."
Short, I know, but I think I work better in short bursts. Small bites, they might call them.
