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Also I got a few questions about if Alucard found out if Keira was raped or not. Yes he did. After Keira was calmed down by Jack and he was hugging her. Telling her they wouldn't get away with it. He was only taking it calmly because of her, not wanting to disturb her anymore than she already has. Also he was too busy just being happy that she was alive and having a sweet moment with her. But don't worry, we shall soon find out in the chapter after this. Just what happens to the real monsters of Hellsing and when they mess with the daughter of a No-Life King…
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P.s. this will be a short chapter dedicated to Seras and Keira. Just as filler, because I forgot to mention what happened when Seras and Keira finally confront each other. And not to mention a little Jack and Keira fluff. Of course! What did I tell you people? I come in fluffy, tearful, and depressing-dark waves.
This songs for
Sung for my
Broken soul you left hollow
You opened up my heart inside and I died yeah
This songs for
Sung for my
Broken soul you left hollow
You'll never know all the pain you left behind yeah
Well I still got that feeling
There's something left untold
Translucent purgatory of my soul
Late at night
I wonder if all is right
Between it all makes it alright
- From "Broken Soul" by Breaking Benjamin
Keira Tepes
Chapter 9
Mother Hen
I didn't know what to expect as I slipped out from Jack's hold on my lithe frame. I was reluctant to leave the safety and security of his arms. But the alarms in my head sounded as my father growled at me to come and see him and my mother at once.
Mother…oh shit.
Unlike my father, my mother was the more human one in the family. She was sweet and sugary and I still remember her singing lullabies to me when I was a child. Brining me my lunch everyday in a wine bottle with a large heart on it that said "from mommy." She had always been the kind one, the happy one, and most of all the one who could always seem to make me and my father smile. She brighten up everyone's day with that wonderfully goofy grin on her's.
But as I slid under Jack's warm hold and phased down to the dungeons. Walking at a very slow human pace to my room. I couldn't help but feel the immediate dread of impending doom being thrust upon me worse than any other breakdown. I could just picture the look on her face. The look of hurt and shock etched and each eye. The laughter dying away bit by bit, crumbling like a falling building. The trust disappearing into an oblivion with a soft whimper. And most of all the disappointment at me for being so goddamn weak.
I knew what would happen. I would see her, she would either hug me, slap me, or yell and scream at me. And then she would make sure I was alright. After that, the look would come. And she would antagonize me on how I should have told her. With me firing back I couldn't have. Such was the fate of me, and I dreaded every cursed step I took to my room.
I finally reached the large oak door. I didn't bother to knock when I heard the curt.
"Enter." From my father. Swallowing hard I opened the door and walked inside.
There slumped on the table was my mother, leaning heavily into my father's chest.
"Mother?" I asked her tentatively. She nodded to me. Turning her eyes to me, they were bloodshot and filled with many tears. She stood up without a word and a bit of help from my father and made her way over to me. She was just a few inches taller than myself. Looking down at me with those eyes, covered by shaggy bangs.
"Keira?" She asked as though she didn't recognize me at all. I nodded and gave her a small smile.
My neck almost snapped from the impact of a small back of a brown-clad glove.
"How dare you?!" She screamed at me. The red mark stung like hell, but I bear with it. Knowing full well I deserved it.
"Mother-"
"No! How dare you try to do something like that? Running away and almost killing yourself?!" She ragged before she paused and looked deep into my eyes. "Do you know what you've done?" Tears streaked down her face as she pulled me into her. Hugging me close, I felt her tears soaking into my clothes.
"I was so worried. I was so scared that I had lost you. How dare you try something like that?!" She sobbed into me, still holding me close. I wrapped my arms around her as well.
"Mother, I-"
"Keira you must promise me never to do that again, no matter what happens. I will not let my only daughter kill herself over something like this ever again. If something was wrong you should have told us."
"You were never here." I said darkly. "Neither was father, nor anyone else. So how the hell was I supposed to tell anyone?" I demanded and she pulled back and look me in the eye. I expected a slap and a glare but none came. Instead she merely nodded.
"Your right."
Hunh?
"You are absolutely right. We were never here, always away on some mission. But that's going to change. Right Alucard?" My father came up behind her and nodded.
"We cannot always be physically there for you. But you know you can call us and we will come. And when we cannot talk then you need to make it a point to make us listen. Do you understand?" I nodded.
"I do."
"And because we cannot always be there for you during certain times, your father and I have talked it over." Began my mom. "Your father even agrees with me when I say that it's a good idea to keep this boy Jack with you. He seems to have a positive and calming influence on you. But, before we completely agree to it. I want to meet him first."
"Of course, he's sleepy right now though."
"Then we'll talk to him tomorrow night." She said and she wiped away the tears from her eyes. "Now I believe you owe me a promise young lady."
"I promise never to try to commit suicide ever again." I replied almost instantly. She nodded and gave me another hug and my father wrapped his long arms around the both of us and hugged us close.
"We love you Keira." They both said in unison, I just had to smile.
"I love you both too." I replied as we let each other go. My mother yawned.
"Ah, time for bed."
"Yes, very much so." Replied my father, equally exhausted. And he turned to me. "Are you sleeping in the boy's room or your own?" My face turned a bright red.
"Father!"
"I need to know."
"I…well, um…" I honestly had no idea how to respond to that.
"Well let me make the answer more clear for you-"
"Yes." Chimed in my mother, I stared and so did my father.
"Yes?" We both said and she nodded, now back to her cheery but tired self.
"If he has such a calming influence on her and makes her feel safe then it's the least we can do for her at the moment."
"But he's a boy." My father replied incredulous. "And you want my daughter to sleep with a boy?"
"Our daughter, Alucard, our." She pointed out in a huff. "And just sleeping, its not like they'll be doing anything else."
"He's fifteen for crissake!"
"Don't you remember when you were fifteen?" Asked my mother, "You were still in an awkward phase with girls, right?"
"That's why I'm worried! If he's anything like how I was at that age." My mother rolled her eyes.
"Bad example then."
"The point is he's a boy and it's a no and that's final." She rounded on him.
"Since when do you make all the decisions in this family?"
"Since I sired both of you."
"Doesn't make you the boss of us."
"Makes me enough of the boss of you."
"Back down."
"No, you."
"Make me."
"Don't bait me woman."
"Keira!" called my mother shrilly, not taking her eyes of my father as she glared at him.
"Yes mother?"
"Go to bed, you must be tired."
"Um, okay." I said beginning to walk away.
"Get back here young lady!"
"Um…"
"She can go if you want."
"What? No!'
"Yes."
"No!"
"Yes!"
"No!"
"Yes!"
"Dammit Seras!" I had to stifle a laugh, my father. The doting parent. And my mother, the mother hen. They were like an old married couple.
"Look, you've seen into his mind. What makes you think he's a bad kid?"
"I…" My father searched for an answer. "I don't know but he's a boy and she's a girl so there will be no interacting of any sort until she is old enough. So, no." He said towering over my mother who merely crossed her arms and glared back. Never flinching. Any normal man human or vampire would have been turned into a pile of blubbering much with his hellfire gaze. But not my mother, she was a woman of steel with a heart of gold.
"Go to bed Keira, while your father and I have a little discussion about making the decisions in this family."
Eep.
"Um, okay." I said hastily giving them both a kiss on the cheek. "Bonne nuit, je t'aime!" Goodnight, I love you!, I said in French to them. With a small glance back. I saw my mother and father engaging in a bit of a staring contest which meant a storm brewing of chaotic trouble. I had heard them arguing before, it always ended up with them apologizing and kissing passionately. Making me want to gag of course at seeing my parents snogging each other. But as I waved goodbye one last time. I couldn't help but smile. My parents, ladies and gentlemen.
And I wouldn't trade them for anything in the world.
XXX
I phased back into Jack's new room and saw him lying on his back. With half closed lids as a goofy smile played on his lips. I raised an eyebrow at him.
"What are you doing up?" I asked coming to his side and sitting down on his bed.
"You were gone, I couldn't sleep." He said grinning.
"You shouldn't wait up for me."
"Are you okay?" He asked concern radiating in his voice. I nodded as his hand came to touch the red mark on my cheek. "Who did this to you?" He demanded, the anger now in his voice.
"My mother."
"What? Why?"
"Vampires are not the most gentle race. But don't let it fool you, she's the sweet one in the family. She acts really human most of the time too."
"Why did she slap you?"
"Because I deserved it, I worried and made her scared. It was wrong of me."
"You had good reason to, but she's right. Suicide is not the way to go."
"You can't agree with both of us." I pointed out flatly.
"Sure I can, I just did. Didn't I?"
"You are a weird boy."
"The weirdest." He grinned and I smiled slightly. "So is everything alright now?"
"Yes, I think so."
"Did you talk about what was going to happen to the men…" He trailed off, and I saw his jaw tighten.
"No, but I think my father might want to have a say in the punishment." I said bitterly, but secretly delighted at the thought of them having the Cromwell Release being set upon them.
Jack said nothing and neither did I for a few moments before he scooted over and pulled the covers back. "So are you staying?" He asked me and I nodded. Crawling in next to him, seeing him smile.
"If you don't mind."
"Never." He said turning on his side and wrapping his arms protectively around me. My parents were right, I did feel very safe. And very calm when I was with him. His body was warm and inviting and the soft cotton sheets felt wonderful and smelled clean. I noticed that his hair was now slightly damp and he smelled differently.
"Did you take a shower?" I asked him and he nodded.
"When I woke up and you weren't here. Your father told me you were going down to your room to see your mother." He admitted. "So I took a shower while you were gone, I was a bit dirty."
A bit was an understatement.
"Hmm…" I muttered into his chest. "You smell good."
"Thanks, love."
"Let's go to sleep." I said, my eyelids dropping heavily. He nodded in agreement. Shifting around to pull me even closer and being comfortable at the same time. I noticed how protective his posture was, and I felt myself blush at the closeness and his thoughtfulness. But surprisingly, I didn't feel awkward being in his arms. I don't know…it just felt…I don't know.
"'Night, love." He murmured as he sighed heavily in content.
"Goodnight Jack." I whispered back, equally sleepily. Breathing in an unnecessary breath of content. Laying there in his arms, surrounded by his rich and absolutely wonderful smell. The warmth spreading throughout me, making me feel so alive. And feeling so safe and so calm. I couldn't help but think.
Nothing ever felt so right.