I'm getting bored with her being not-memory sufficient, so I'm going to give them back! This might seem a wee bit slap-dash, but I think it's a good idea. It gives her a reason to be resurrected. Oh, and flameslavier, the differences between Zara and Pisica are intentional, because Pisica is theoretically completely uninfluenced by what Zara would say or do, because she has no memory of the conflicts that shaped most of her early life (and personality) . I suppose the point is arguable that they are different characters, at least basically. But don't worry; Zara memories will now completely overwhelm her! (Question for drizzt, what's with the go team Alucard? I'm confused…)
Soarece's POV:
I stiffened in my coffin when I heard Pisica's mind-shrieks. I had no idea how she was doing that or how I heard her, but she needed help. I pushed the lid of my coffin up, whacking a plane loader in the side of the head. His friend yelped, then swore when he saw what happened. He came at me with a flashy cone looking thing, you know, the ones they use to signal planes with. I had no time for subtleties like hypnosis and karate-chopped his head. He wobbled, looking woozy, then fell over. I scrambled out of my coffin, closing and locking the lid. I hoisted it over my shoulder, running towards where I smelled Pisica's scent. I skidded to a stop at the entrance, feeling my sense of her fade abruptly.
I swore, kicking at the concrete and watching it crack. Great, what do I do now? I stared at the new fault, then shrugged. I find her when I start looking I guess. I stepped forward, focusing on where the hell I might find Pisica, and felt a sick rushing sensation, which stopped as soon as I put my foot down. I looked around in surprise, seeing myself right in the middle of the airport, by a vending machine. I looked around, but no one was there, and I felt a moment's panic and confusion. How'd I get here? I automatically ran through the list we had constructed. Wait, didn't I hear somewhere vampire's could teleport?
I tentatively stepped forward again, focusing on the attic where we slept. I felt a wrenching sensation in my gut, and the light around me temporarily blurred. When my vision cleared and my stomach settled, I saw the familiar dusty confines of the topmost floor of the abandoned house. I giggled, twirling around in a circle. I can TELEPORT! How cool is that!? I can't wait to tell- I stopped twirling. Oops. I grabbed my coffin from its position on the floor, focusing really hard on Pisica, since I had no idea where she was. Maybe it was practice, but I think it was getting less, well, nauseous for me to do this. I blinked my eyes open, seeing I was on the front lawn of some fancy manor house.
I pushed my coffin under some bushes, then scanned the building from my spot in the tree. It was rather quiet, so I could hear a faint muttering coming from one of the lower floors. I looked, and saw Pisica's familiar face, staring out from a barred window in annoyance. She spotted me and waved frantically. I almost waved back, but remembered that I was supposed to be under cover. So I ran really, really fast, trying to get to her window unobserved. I made it, and she glared at me through the bars. "What took you so long?"
Pisica's POV:
It took me a really long time to come out of my fire-panic, because when I did I noticed that I was in, well, it wasn't technically a cell, but it was made of stone with barred windows (window) and an iron door. So, until further notice, I was calling it a cell. I hopped up on the bed, clawing my way up to the windowsill, which was about ten feet off the ground. Another prison-like feature. I wrapped my hands around the bars, hanging on through sheer muscle strength, and will. "Stupid cell. Stupid fire-phobia." I grumbled, trying to rattle the bars. "Stupid food cravings."
I suddenly spotted a flash of movement in a nearby tree. I saw Soarece, balancing carefully on an outstretched limb, peering in my direction, with one hand over her eye to shade it from the sun's glare. I freed one hand for a moment to wave frantically, and then hurriedly grabbed the bar again before I slipped and fell back down. She brightened, putting one hand up like she was about to wave, then froze guiltily and lowered it. I had time to roll my eyes, because apparently she still sucked at being unnoticed. She ran over in a blur of movement that any human would find impossible to track, and skidded to a stop right next to my little window.
"What took you so long?" I grumbled, feeling a little miffed. She shrugged. "I found out I can teleport, how cool is that? I wanted to try it out, so I went back to the attic and then I forgot that you were kidnapped or whatever but I came right back over when I did remember, and what happened to you? Are you alright, did you get hurt, who-" I held up one hand to stop her flow of chatter. "Apparently I was a member of "Hellsing", and I died in the field. That's what the people said, but I don't trust them as far as you could swim." She looked hurt. "Hey! Wait, they said you knew them?" I would have folded my arms, but they were busy keeping me at eye level.
"Supposedly, but I still don't trust them. No offense, but they had a vampire for a hit man." She nodded. "None taken. But this is your big chance, I say go for it." I rolled my eyes again. "And what'll happen to you? That guy shot both of us, and you're saying I should believe it when his boss says "join me, you used to be one of our operatives"? What do you think Hellsing even does?" She frowned, thinking it over. "Well, Hellsing is the name of a vampire hunter in Dracula, and the vampire shot both of us, thinking we were vampires, and, oh, umm…" I saw the wheels beginning to move in her head, despite the fact they were all very slow and rusty. "You're a vampire, genius, and they're vampire hunters. What's the bet you're on the hit list?"
She grimaced. "But you need your memories back." I rolled my eyes. "Tell you what, break me out and I'll do a Google search. We find out what Hellsing is and what they do, and I'll maybe come join them. In the meantime, stay away from these people, and the only reason I won't be doing the same is at your insistence. Maybe I can convince them to leave you alone." I said, moving my hands so I could give her a thumbs up. She nodded, reaching for the bars. A voice spoke up suddenly. "Despite wanting to listen more on this fascinating conversation, I fear I must stop you there." I froze, knowing it was the male vampire from before. Soarece froze too.
Don't do anything. I pleaded silently in my mind. Run, just run. Come back later, but you need to get out of here. She glared at me, and I felt the message in her eyes, as well as hearing it in my head. "No. My coffin is on the grounds here, and if they destroy it I'm in trouble." The vampire spoke up again. "I haven't had the pleasure of meeting you face to face, won't you come in?" I was about to say she couldn't when Soarece melted through the wall next to me. "When'd you learn to do that?' I asked, impressed. She grinned at me. "I learned it teleporting."
The vampire stood in front of us, and I had time to study him carefully, my mind not fogged by pain, medications, anger, or panic. He was tall, towering over Soarece by a head, whereas my eyes were level with his chin, and I was pretty tall myself. He was wearing an old-fashioned red coat, and those red glasses. His hair was black, and a bit short and messy. He was staring at us too, so it was a while before anyone broke the silence. "Well, I suppose I better re-introduce myself." He said, shrugging and moving forward. He grabbed my hand, bringing it forward and brushing his cold lips against it. "My name is Alucard." He said, clearly waiting for me to give him my name. "Pisica." I said quietly, waiting until he was facing Soarece before scrubbing the back of my hand on my pants, making a face at her.
Is this guy for real? I mouthed at her, composing myself before he turned back around. She giggled a little, and Alucard raised an eyebrow. "Well, explain yourselves. You were behind the vampire attacks in London recently?" he said briskly, leaning casually against the door. His pose didn't fool us for a minute. We both knew if we made so much as a twitch in the wrong direction, he would be shoving bullets into us without a seconds pause. "Yeah." I said, watching him warily. Soarece, however, didn't really care for cloak-and-dagger. "I was stocking up so I could travel on a plane overseas to America, so we could find out more about Pisica's past." She chirped, not seeing the exasperated glance I threw to the heavens. Alucard chuckled, and I glared at him.
"How did you two meet?" he asked, looking at me sidelong. "I was dumpster-diving for food and then I heard a sound and-" That was as far as she got before I clamped my hands around her mouth. "Before you tell him everything you know about me, maybe you should ask him why he's interested." I hissed in her ear. She flinched, like she had forgotten that detail. "Oh yeah…" I rolled my eyes, giving Alucard the can-you-believe-her look. He smirked. "I want to learn what you were doing these past three years." He said, looking directly at me. I briefly considered asking him why he would want to know, but then decided I didn't want to hear his answer. "Whatever. So what happens now?"
He sighed. "I take you and the vampire girl to see Sir Integra. We'll see what happens from there." We both glanced at each other. "Fine." I said, pushing past him, Soarece trailing behind me. I sniffed, smelling my own scent in this hallway, turning a corner, up the stairs, and so on. I heard Alucard behind me, but he seemed content to keep pace, openly asking Soarece questions about me. She however, seemed to have taken my hint and replied in monosyllables. We got to the door of Integra's office, or at least I hoped it was. I pushed it open, not bothering to knock. She was seated at her desk, a trail of smoke wafting up from her cigar. My eye twitched, but I managed to keep calm.
"Who is this?" she asked, staring at Soarece. She tried to reply, but Alucard cut her off. "The vampire who caused the incidents in London recently. She seems to be a friend of Zara here." He pointed at me, and I felt the familiar flash of confusion. Soarece edged closer to me. "Why are they calling you that?" she whispered. "No idea." I whispered back. "Vampire!" barked Integra, and we both snapped to attention. "How old are you?" She asked crisply. Soarece quietly replied. "I don't know. I'm about thirteen years that I can count. So, any age below eighteen really. I can't remember when I was small."
"When were you turned into a vampire?" She fidgeted, rubbing her arm. "Two years ago." Integra and Alucard both looked surprised. "Two years ago? And what are your abilities?" Soarece looked at me. "You got the list?" I rummaged around inside my pockets. I handed it to Sir Integra, and stood back to let her read. She looked it over, raising her eyebrows several times. She handed it back to me, and looked at Soarece. "Your abilities are far advanced. Centuries so. What, exactly, are you doing, and who are you draining?" She looked surprised, collapsing into the available chair.
"Umm, w-well…" she stuttered. "I've b-been traveling, with her" she nodded to me. "And hitchhiking and sometimes used my powers and I've just been drinking from tramps and drunks, you know, pickpocketer's targets. And every Sunday she gives me about a pint of blood. That's all really." Integra looked at me, frowning. "You shouldn't be able to give her so much blood. You'd die within a month or so." I folded my arms. "I've been doing it for roughly two years." Alucard cut in. "She's a regenerator. The bullet wounds look months old, not days."
Integra looked at both of us. "A thorough doctor's examination. For both of you, now. Alucard will show you the way there." I knew a dismissal when I heard it, and headed out the door with Soarece. Alucard walked ahead of us, not even turning around to see if we were following. He stopped abruptly, and I almost ran into him. I jerked back, not wanting to touch him in any way. He opened a door, holding it for us in a show of chivalry. I rolled my eyes at Soarece, who nodded. We walked in, waiting to see what the doctor wanted us to do.
Alucard's POV:
The vampire girl, Soarece, was in and out very quickly, as she was in the peak of health. Zara, however, was in there longer, as the doctor studied her many physical changes. He had placed her in a light hypnotic trance, and she simply stared at the wall, or the ceiling, as he examined her. He actually poked around in her mouth a little bit, and I watched out of curiosity. "Slightly lengthened canines, almost feline in structure. "He said to himself, tapping the mirror against her teeth. He had taken off her glasses, and her eyes were still the same lilac purple I remembered, although the pupils had lengthened as well. He flashed a light at them, and she squinted slightly in discomfort. "Extreme sensitivity to light, but almost supernaturally developed eyesight."
He used several other tools, examining her ears and nose as well. "Hearing, superb. Smell, incredible. Much stronger than any known human, and almost as strong as that of a vampire's. Fascinating." He took a blood sample, and I had to leave for a moment, as I couldn't trust myself when that smell was in the air. When I came back, Zara was still in that trance, staring at the wall opposite her. She was sitting on a bed, and I knelt in front of her, looking at her blank features. She stared through me like I wasn't there, even when I waved a hand in front of her face. "What do you remember?" I asked quietly. She blinked dreamily. "Eyes, red eyes. Vampire eyes."
I raised my eyebrows. "Anything else?" Her face crumpled in confusion, then smoothed into that blank look I was beginning to hate. "No…I don't think so." The doctor called from the other room. "The trance is not designed for questioning sir, I would advise against it." I glared over Zara's shoulder at the partially open door. I slid the necklace into her pocket, not knowing why I did so. She needed it more than I did. The doctor gasped slightly. "I would go get Sir Integra if I were you. She needs to see this."
Pisica's POV:
The doctor had assured me that I would just fall asleep under the trance he put on me, and I did, or it felt like it. Blurred shapes pulsed around me, and I heard a voice say "You foolish girl, you will ruin our work!" A lighter blur than the others drifted closer to me, and I frowned in puzzlement. What work? The figure drew even closer, and I could make out the vague outline of a man. "You were brought back for a reason! The Pazúry line must not fail, but you are undoing our efforts!" Other voices and shapes curled towards me. "She is not the right one. We should have taken back another. Her brother would have done."
The first light-blur whirled around. "She is the last dead! We all agreed the enhancements would be easier on her." The most outspoken blur drifted up next to me, and I could sense its hostility. "The fail safe you put on her is failing. The mistakes of her past life will repeat themselves." The other light blur converged, and I heard a blast of sound. "WE DESTROYED HER MEMORY COMPLETELY! SHE HAS NO LINK TO HER PAST!" I cleared my throat. Who are you people? The first light-thing turned to me. "We are the ancestors of the Pazúry. I am the First. You are the last."
I shrugged. Okay then. What was it you wanted me to do? The First seemed to be taking a deep breath. "You must continue the line. We must survive." I put my hands on my hips. So I'm supposed to be a baby producer? A breeder? Hello, I'M NOT EVEN A LEGAL AGE YET! The First waved a nonexistent hand. "That is not your only task. You must survive as well, which is why you are enhanced. We altered your mortal frame before returning you. A mere explosion will not kill you again." I felt several emotions pass through me, rage and outrage featuring prominently, when the other orb spoke up.
"She is repeating the mistakes of her past. Look, and see you fool! She is already back among the Hellsings!" I scratched my head. How am I ruining things, and what mistakes was I making? The First explained "We wiped your memories for a reason. You were getting too close to the wrong mate. You are ruining that by being back with him." I shook with rage. YOU BRAINWASHED ME BECAUSE YOU DIDN'T LIKE MY CHOICE OF BOYFRIEND!? WHAT GIVES YOU THE RIGHT!? HOW DARE YOU-"
The First cut me off. "You are our descendant, and must obey us. That is all there is to it. What gives you the right to question our decisions? I am the First. The entire clan sprung from my shadow, as it will be reborn through you." I shook my head stubbornly. No. And if you expect me to breed just because you said so, that makes the no a HELL NO! I tried desperately to wake up, because I really wanted to ask Soarece what I should do about this. I felt something give, then I was blinking away sleep, looking at Sir Integra, who was staring at a blood chart.
"What's wrong?" I asked groggily, still feeling the effects of the hypnotism. She put it down on the table. "You're blood has several times the reproductively of any human in medical history." Said the doctor examining me. I looked at Sir Integra. "What?" I asked, feeling confused, and knowing she would state it simply. "You are aware of how babies are made?" the doctor said patiently, looking at me. I rolled my eyes. "I spent three years living in the slums sir. I've seen babies being made." He coughed, trying to cover his embarrassment.
Integra cut in. "You are aware that pregnancy is not guaranteed?" she said, looking at the chart again. "Yeah…" I said slowly, wondering where this was going. "For you, it is almost a certainty. You're almost guaranteed to produce babies, should you encounter" here she coughed. "That particular problem." I raised my eyebrows, trying to think of a way I could beat First and the other s to death (again) for their "enhancements". "Not something I was planning on doing anyway." I said, looking around to make sure we were the only ones here. She nodded. "Other than that, welcome back to Hellsing!"
First question on all your minds, no, she's not going to stop being a virgin. I hate romance, so imagine how bad I would be at that sort of thing. I've planned it all out, you'll see. She does get pregnant, but remains a virgin. Like Mary, if you're Christian. See, I thought I really wanted her to have a family, so I figured if her reproductive rate is so high, all she has to do is get a male's DNA inside her. (Spit, hair, nails, blood, excreta) Her kid's going to be so cute! I can't tell you gender yet, but think chibi with cat ears. I know, adorable image! I'll try to get a picture up when you see what gender it is. So no, no lemons, no smut, no stuff like that. Don't say anything smutty, I hate those jokes (plus my mom reads the reviews, and she might give me a talking to). Review, Request, Rcomment. Auf Wedersien!
