The poetry is MINE and I have a copywrite so don't steal it please. The rest I do not own.
Me: Awe this is getting all lovey dovey!
Alucard: shut up
Me: You looooove her.
Alucard: Shut up! (pulls out his gun and points it at me)
Me: okay okay. on with the story!
The odd dreams had started again. The howling voices in her ears would not stop and all she could do was whimper. She was rooted on the spot by an unseen force and no matter how much she struggled; she could not budge even an inch. What did you do? They kept asking and she could still find no answer for them. Suddenly a voice spoke up, telling her to wake up. Her eyes snapped open and she instantly felt relief. There was also a sense of…floating almost. She felt giddy and light headed and could not figure it out. She realized, as she sat up, that she was no longer in pain. There where little twinges, but for the most part, she could move pain free.
"Hey, it doesn't hurt any more!" she exclaimed hysterically.
"I should think not, you have been a sleep for two days now. Your body has had plenty of time to heal." Alucard said.
"Really? Wow! I want to run, run, run!" she exclaimed.
"I think the doctor gave her too much morphine." Alucard commented to Integra who had just entered the room.
"I see." She said, suppressing a smile as Shayne ran from the room laughing.
"I had better go catch her." he said, leaving the room.
Shayne was running up the stairs and around the hall ways. Not really caring where she was going, she began running in and out of rooms. The last time she had felt like this was when she was ten and had drank her fathers three shot espresso cappuccino. As she was getting ready to run up anther flight of stairs, Alucard caught her up in his arms.
"Awe! Kill joy." She crossed her arms and pouted.
"Need I remind you that you are in your pajamas?" he asked, tying not to laugh.
"Oppsie daisies! Put me down, I wanna run." Her pout intensified.
"Not until you have put on some cloths." He said.
Once back in her room, she ran to the closet and pulled out some jeans and the blue shirt she had bought. Quicker than ever, she was in them and out the door.
"Shoes dear." Alucard said from the chair he was sitting on.
The shoes where on and she was ready to run. Alucard just grabbed her and transported them to the office where Integra was waiting.
"Is she still hyper?" Integra asked.
"It would appear so." He said.
"Well, maybe this mission will run some energy out of her. A very powerful vampire has taken over a mansion on Harder street. The family has been turned into ghouls and vampires. Apparently he has been living there for some time and we where just notified. This means he is very crafty so do not let your guard down. He was Gadivia's partner in crime."
"Oh, he must die!" Shayne said, jumping up and down laughing.
"Good lord, she sounds like you." Integra said with a small smile.
He just shrugged and grabbed her squirming form up and transported them to the edge of Harder Street. Up a head a mansion loomed over the landscape. There was a white stone circle drive and a British flag waving on the top of the tallest part of the house. Shayne was wiggling out of his arms and he dropped her to the ground. She stood up and made to run for the building. He grabbed her back and shook her a little to get her attention.
"Hey, focus for a minute." When she was looking at him he continued. "We are going to go thru the front door, you will stay at my side at all times. If I tell you to hide, do it. If I tell you to fight, to it. If I tell you to leave, run as fast as you can away from the premises. I will meet you here if that happens, do you understand me?"
"Yuppers! Lets go already!" she cried.
He made her walk with him to the entrance. He pushed open the door easily and walked inside. I don't like this. He thought. They continued to walk thru the entry way to the kitchen. He was getting frustrated because he could not sense any one in the building, yet he knew something was here. But he could not pin point its location. So they continued until they reached the formal dinning room. There in the darkness, sat a man on a high backed chair, his legs and arms crossed.
"I had wondered how long it would take before some one realized I was here." he said from the shadows.
"Who are you?" Alucard asked.
"You know me well enough, but now, it is time for some fun." The man snapped his fingers and a young girl of sixteen entered the room armed to the gills with guns.
The girl instantly attacked Shayne, seeing her as the weaker target. She would soon find out how dead wrong she was. Bullets whizzed past Shayne as she dodged them all and got up close and personal with the girl. Not bothering to use weapons, she ripped the girls head off her shoulders. Turning, she tossed it at the mans feet.
"Next!" she giggled.
Alucard smiled and leaned against the wall. He figured he let Shayne take out all the minions and he would go after the head honcho when the time was right. Shayne tore thru two more girls with ease. But her next challenger left her stunned. A small boy, no older than five approached her, his eyes glowing. She was no longer in a happy state and instead of attacking the boy, she launched herself at the man on the chair. He chuckled and moved out of the way. Pivoting, she drew out her gun and fired it at him.
"Scum! Hurting an innocent child! You will die." Her growl was very pronounced.
Alucard stepped forward and snatched her up. She struggled against him, but found she could not break his iron grip. She sagged against him in defeat. In the meanwhile Alucard had killed the boy with out looking at him. He too was angry about what the man had done. A clapping noise was heard and the looked at the man, still in the shadows.
"Very good! Wonderful even! You have improved Mina." He said.
"Who the hell are you?" she snarled.
"Oh honey, don't you remember me?" his seductive voice gave her a start.
"Gadivia…no it can't be, you're dead! I watched you die!"
He stepped out from the darkness laughing. Sure enough, it was Gadivia and he was dress exactly like he was the night he tried to rape her. Alucard started laughing.
"I see I underestimated you. Not many would be able to regenerate from so few parts." Alucard said.
"I had but a scrap of skin left, but I am very old, older than you Dracula. All I need is a small portion of my body to remain for me to recreate myself." He said.
"This time I will make sure that there is nothing left." Alucard said.
"As much as I would like to fight you, I have other things to attend to. Until we meet again, chow!"
His sudden disappearance made Shayne start and Alucard grew angry. With out a word, he took them back to Integra and explained the situation. Integra listened calmly.
"Can you beat him?" she asked.
"I can, it will be harder than ever before, but I can. I have a feeling that he is not yet finished with Shayne. He wants her still and will not rest until she is his. I do not think it is wise to leave her alone outside the house." He said grimly.
"Will she be safe here?" Integra asked.
"He is, if anything, more cautious now. He knows what I can do and I don't think he would risk a fight on our playing field. He will wait until he can get her alone and away from me until he strikes."
"He won't get me here?" Shayne asked in a small voice.
"No swe…no." Alucard looked a little mortified at what he had almost said, but Shayne took no notice.
Integra raised an eyebrow at him. He said nothing and left the room rather quickly. Sweetheart? What the hell is wrong with me? He thought. Could I actually…no, no. no. I am just…protective that's all. But even as he thought this he knew that it wasn't true. Pushing the emotions to the side, he walked to the library and sat down. Brooding began reading a history book on the Spanish armada. He was so focused on the book that he did not hear Shayne come in. She walked to the right hand side of him and leaned in a little to see what he was reading.
"What is this?" she asked.
He jumped a little but managed to make it look like he was just readjusting himself on the chair. He waved the book in her face so she could see the title. Nodding, she sat down across from him and picked up a book of poems. She continued to read for a few minutes when Alucard spoke up.
"I didn't think that young people today read poetry."
"I read it and write it." she said absently.
"Really?" he was interested now "What have you written?"
She smiled and pulled out a tiny book from her pocket. "I always keep this on me, incase and inspiration hits me. You can read it if you like." She said a little shyly.
He held out his hand and she put it in, barley brushing his hand, but to him it felt like an electric shock. He ignored it the best he could and turned to the front page.
Tear it again.
Looking in the darkness, a deep black void, feeling
my heart being utterly destroyed. I watch the
fragments fly through the air; sitting in weary
silence, I find I don't care. This isn't the first
time it's been torn into bits, but I am guessing it's
the last time I can stand it. Living or dieing, it
doesn't matter any more. Soul torn asunder, I fall to
the floor. Peace engulfs me as finally I cry. Looking
to the heavens, I laugh as I die.
"That's pretty dark." He said looking over the book at her.
"I was…I wanted to die when I wrote that. I was so sick of my parents, of having no friends and…nobody cared about me. I wanted to end it all, but I couldn't bring my self to do it so I wrote the poem instead.' She explained, not looking at him.
He continued to read.
It comes
It comes to take over me, bubbling up inside,
I can not run, there is no way to hide.
Its iron grip takes hold of my heart,
Squeezing out any hope before it can start.
A faint voice calls to me "Where there's a will there's a way",
But there is nothing I can do and nothing I can say.
It reaches to my throat, choking out all life,
The edges of my mind is the end of its plight,
As I push back the darkness and search for the light.
Although it is just a shimmer, a ripple in the night,
I long for the morning, and the end of this fight.
"Another dark one. What was coming?" he asked.
"The anger and the need to just…scream and pummel all the people who did me wrong into the ground. But I did not want to be like that…a monster." She whispered.
Dawns light
Gazing up at the heavenly glow, I
watch the sky unfold with stories
untold. The darkness of night fades
into gold, a breath taking view for
all to behold. The world above me
awakens to a beautiful new day,
all the pain in my soul becomes a
vapor in the morn .A new spark
kindles in my troubled heart,
as a new day to begin once again,
starts.
"Ah, one of hope." He said.
"I wasn't all doom and gloom." She said delicately.
"No, sounds like you where a normal hormonal teenager to me." He said, grinning when she flushed.
"Not that you would know anything about that." She snapped.
"The hormonal part or the teenager part?"
"The teenager part. You always have hormonal issues."
"I suppose. Then again, I am a man, so what did you expect?" he asked.
"You have been showing and telling me that you're a monster, and I agree." She said.
"Well thank you my dear." He said in mock appreciation.
"You're welcome cupcake." She said sarcastically.
"Now, now, no need to get snippy. I can see that there is nothing in here about the boys you where in love with…" he trailed off.
"I never really liked boys…I did not like girls either so stop smirking! I was an outcast really, so I never dated."
"Never dated, never held hands, and never been kissed?" he asked.
"Well duh! If I never went on a date, of course I never did any of that."
"Interesting." He said.
He felt something go off inside him like a flair. He knew what it was…the need to…to dare he say it? Love, to make someone happy. His gaze passed over her and to the window. Damn it! the moon! Of course. It's a full moon. It was on the night of a full moon that his lusts, all of them, intensified. He told him self that that was all it was. She was a pretty girl, it was natural that he would want her now. But again, he knew that was not true because he was not wanting Integra or Seras like this, but he decided to drown him self in this illusion for now.
"It is almost time for the sun to rise. Go to bed." He said standing up.
"Yes dad." She mocked.
It was with great effort that he made his way down the steps and into his room. Shaking off the need, he laid down. The full moon would pass and he would feel back to normal tomorrow. I hope. He thought.