My god, I have gotten so much emails from this story getting put on favorite lists, story alert and favorite author its been so mind bottling. Thank you all so very much - If you can believe it when I first posted this story someone said it sucked. Of course I basically told them I was going to write more and then post it again. Guess it paid off. I wrote this as fast and as creatively as possible. I hope its good. No I don't own Hellsing, the OC characters are mine though. Flames will be used to roast "zombie bumpkins". Oh and something has been preventing me from inserting lines to seperate conversations and part in the story so can someone help me out possibly with that? I mean I add them in this edit/preview for the document but then it just erases it. I will try to continue to fix it but know that I do not set this story up like this to confuse the hell out of you. Its just not fixing.
Chapter Three
A Taste of Seduction
"He did what!?" Integra barked. Her fist slammed down onto her desk in rage sending a china teacup and its contents spilling across her newspaper. Pip stood quietly before the pissed blonde.
"Hey took the vampire into the manor Sir, I saw it along with all my men." Pip answered her again. Integra growled in frustration a hand crunching up the tea stained paper. "Not again, no more of this nonsense Alucard." Fury fueled her step as she pushed past Pip and down the staircase. Walter looked at Pip with a shrug and slight smile. He wasn't quite sure how she would even be able to punish Alucard.
"Hell hath no fury like a woman's scorn," Walter said to the captain as he followed as his employer.
"Got that right," Pip said with a yawn. The tired and wet soldier clambered back to his room, wondering what would become of the vampire and his beautiful guest.
As the butler followed her, Walter could hear a string of curses following her wake. He wasn't sure really how she planned to take action against him I mean this was Alucard they were talking about. He was a vampire who could not be killed by any mortal weapon. He was a creature that loved to torture and kill millions. It was all a bit humorous watching the mighty Sir Integra storm down to see him, to punish him.
Integra approached the door to Alucard's domain, not quite sure exactly what she would say to him that would threaten him but she had to say something. A door opened before her and Seras appeared dressed in her nightgown.
"What's going on?' she said with a yawn. When she noticed it was Sir Integra she straightened instantly. Integra said nothing to Seras and continued onward. Saddened that her question was not answered she looked to Walter who decided this was as close as he wanted to get to Alucard's room.
"Walter what's going on?" Seras asked the Hellsing butler hoping for answers.
"I think that you should just watch and see Ms. Victoria." Walter simply responded.
With a loud bang of her fist Integra tried to summon her servant. "Alucard! Come here now!" she shouted angrily. If she had her gun she would have shot down the door. "If this bloody door doesn't open in five seconds I am going to have Seras blast it!"
"Please master, calm yourself. I am coming," came Alucard's voice from the other side of the door. When it opened Seras's jaw dropped. Alucard appeared before them, coat, vest and shirt discarded to reveal his smooth luminous skin. A wound at his neck was healing, blood snaking down in streams down his body. Walter very discreetly took a hand and closed Seras wide-open trap. "What is all the fuss about?"
"You have brought another vampire into this house! Another one! How dare you, you have already tested my patience with one vampire girl and now you wish to test me with another?"
"This is different master, she is not a fledgling like Seras. Besides I only know of one vampire guest in this estate, the other I thought had plans to be leaving us?" His gaze peered over at Seras. She looked down in disgrace.
"That has yet to be fully discussed Alucard. I bet your not going to get rid of this one until I see her in person? Think that she will win me over once I see her in action on the field?"
"Indeed master," he nodded. Integra let out a frustrated breath; her hand rubbed the side of her temples. She could feel a headache coming. She could not punish her servant that was very obvious. Maybe this was not the same as when young Seras came to them. If she truly was not a mere servant then maybe she could be of more assistance to them then Seras. Or Alucard could just be bluffing, who knows what the truth anymore. In the end she could not do anything to stop him. "Fine Alucard, until her fate is decided she will stay here. Now, if anyone wants me I will be in my bedroom, not to be disturbed." With that the blonde made her way back upstairs to try and rid herself of her pounding headache. The mysterious vampire disappeared back into his chamber with a wolfish grin leaving the butler and fledgling in the hall not sure of where or what to do.
Day turned to night then again once more with not much of any notice. Pip and his comrades enjoyed the company of little Seras as she joined them for target practice and partying. Pip relatively behaved himself when Seras joined their company but of course he had to grope her from time to time. Seras was still downhearted that she may have to leave Hellsing, to fend for herself without the protection from her master. After time passed she cheered up a little, and Pip's jokes and perverted ways didn't seem that bad once she got used to it. She was starting to prefer his company to her master's.
"Come on Seras come dance with me," Pip tugged on her arm. They had all gathered at a park in London where a huge festival was being held. Integra granted them all leave to go, even Walter but he rejected the offer and stayed behind. Dressed in a short red dress the vampiress blushed deeply.
"I can't dance,"
"Come on, don't be ridiculous every girl dead or undead can dance." He laughed pulling her up out of her chair and took her up into his arms to join the crowd. At first Seras could not find the steps to the dance and would find herself tripping over Pip's feet. He would laugh and pick her back up. Soon she learned the steps and found her body comfortably twirling and spinning along with Pip's. Round and round they went, the lights around them spin in brilliant colors, blurring together as the pace increased. She could feel his blood running through his veins from underneath her fingertips. His pulse quickening, the sound was making her feel lightheaded. So when the dance came to its last notes and she felt no relief the worry started to sink in. Sensing something was wrong Pip brought her over to a nearby bench far from the crowds.
"If your not feeling well Seras then I can bring you back to the manor." Seras only shook her head in disapproval.
"No its all right, its probably nothing Pip." She said with a smile. There was a silence between the two as they sat on the small wooden bench. Pip was looking up at the stars, probably contemplating whether or not he should have a cigarette. Seras couldn't calm the feeling burning up inside her, the buzzing in her head. Her eyes flickered from their icy blue to scarlet; she licked her lips and turned her attention upon the unsuspecting captain.
"Pip," came Seras voice, pleasant and inviting. The soldier looked to Seras but found he was not going to expect what was going to happen to him next. The petite vampire was looking into his eyes, and a sudden warm atmosphere slipped around him. He felt almost drunk, his body warming in an instant. He would not know that his own uncovered eye turned to a reddish golden hue, the only sign of his bewitchment. Seras crawled onto his lap with the movements that of a cat. She ran a finger down the side of his face with a coy smile. Pip leaned in close to capture her lips but she moved away before he could do so.
"I get the first kiss my prey," she spoke to him seductively. Obediently he waited for his lady to make her move but all the while he lusted for her. One of Pip's hands rested on her leg, pushing up the red fabric of her dress revealing her bare leg. Moving close she pressed her lips to his. She slipped her tongue passed between his parted lips finding him tasting sweet and sugary. Pip's hand raked gently through Seras blonde hair pulling her closer with a hand. Light touches, along their exposed skin, one another's skin tingling with each touch. Seras made a trail of kisses along his jaw down to his neck. Hungrily she stared at the flesh, a burning desire growing in her body. She drew closer to his neck, her fangs bared. A noise shocked her out of her mood. The cheer from the crowd as the explosions of rainbow lights above seemed strange and unfamiliar to her. It took her a few moments to remember that she was at the festival and a moment more to recall exactly what she had been doing to her comrade. Pip still remained in his trance slouched on the bench with her on his lap.
"Pip snap out of it! Come on stupid come on!" she shook him by the shoulders but he showed no sign of returning to his normal state. With a mighty slap to the cheek Pip suddenly regained himself.
"What the fuck! Seras what the hell is going on?" he said rubbing his cheek gingerly. Seras climbed down off of his lap, tears flecked her face. Pip who couldn't still shake he feeling her had been only engulfed in a moment ago suddenly became very concerned.
"Seras what's wrong?" Before he could rise up to approach the vampiress she took off down the street. Pip followed her but lost sight of her after she disappeared into the smiling faces of the crowd.
"I wonder what happened," Pip rubbed his neck absent-mindedly.
"I'm a monster," Seras sobbed in a desolate alleyway. She was bent over on the ground, her head in her hands sniffling alone. She couldn't return to Pip tonight, or any night. She wouldn't risk allowing he beast within her to emerge again to claim him.
"Thank you Walter." Integra said taking the cup of tea She sipped it daintily and watched the illuminations from her window.
"You could be out there sir Integra, there was nothing going on at present to keep you from a little celebration."
"My place is here Walter, if something were to happen I need to be here to deal with it." She took another sip from her cup. Staring out in the window she didn't deny that she did wish she was outside with the others but that was impossible. Something quietly slipped into her ear, a soft classical tune that came across the room. She looked over her shoulder at Walter who had turned on a stereo. He came over and bowed before the sulking blonde, a hand held out before her.
"May I have this dance?" he said with a gentle smile. The always-stern woman looked at her butler with a gentle smile and placed her cup down on her desk.
"You may, thank you Walter." The two waltzed around the room with only the moon as an audience.
"To the Count may you rule for many more years to come." The crowd gave a hearty "here here" and toasted to the glowering vampire king. Little Acacia drank from her small glass, her nose wrinkled at the taste but she dared not protest. She was only a halfling but she still wanted to get used to the taste of blood on her pallet. As the dancers and entertainers spin around the dining room in warm golds and reds the tiny servant eyed her master. The No Life King was not pleased with entertaining his guests and Acacia wasn't the only one who knew this. Duchess Daciana lingered around the room with her glass in a gloved hand. Her gaze rested on her master and the woman snaked her way over.
"My dear Count do you not enjoy this wonderful moon tonight?"
"On the contrary Duchess the moon is striking but it is these guests that are making me weary."
"Well my dear Count maybe you only need a woman's touch to liven the night." Her syrupy smile drew a grin from the Count. One of the Duchess's companions came to her side and escorted her over to an inquiring Lord.
"What do you think of her?" The Count asked of his servant without averting his gaze from the Duchess.
"She is a snake in a black dress," The Count's laugh echoed throughout the hall, he turned to the Halfling.
"You are correct dear girl, she is a snake indeed. Come I shall play a game with her. Sit on my lap."
"Yes master," Acacia chirped as she escaped from the confines of her chair and climbed onto his long legs. "How is it that we are playing with her master?"
"Just you keep your wits to you and those lips shut." Acacia nodded and watched as the Duchess made her way back to the King's side, though she seemed a little out of spirits this time.
"I believe that I have not been introduced to your little fledgling Count," The duchess commented.
"Acacia this is Duchess Daciana,"
"It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance Duchess," Acacia bowed her head and the Duchess did the same.
"The same, so how long do you plan to stay with us dear Acacia?'
"She is staying as long as her immortal life allows. I plan to fully turn her when she reaches a riper age, I want her at her best if she is to be my mate." Acacia twitched just as much as Daciana did.
"Your mate?"
"Oh yes, look at this face," He ran a long finger along the side of her face before giving her a quick peck on the cheek. "There is a beautiful woman waiting in those eyes. Don't you think so Duchess?"
"Of course Count, now if you may excuse me I have to attend to my companions." She trailed away, a stream of anger followed. To be replaced by a mere little girl, a disgusting thought. The Count's long arms wrapped around Acacia and he rested his chin on her shoulder.
"The snake looks as though her fangs missed her prey. So full of poison. We have won my servant she is enraged. Acacia giggled, a little relieved when she realized her master was only bluffing. The vampire king quickly interrupted her thought.
"Who said I was joking about you being my future mate?" The No life King remarked.