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I had I little time to work on this chapter so here it is.

Chapter 13

"Fool." The cloaked figure's voice said as he stopped right in front of the high steel column still dripping blood. The sun had risen several minutes ago and bathed the entire ruined valley with its warm glow. The cause of it all now gone though, everything laid in ruins. The fire finally having given way it left nothing but piles of ashes to mar the ground amongst all of the burned up trees. "Nothing but a fool. I told you to wait until she was dead but you never listened. Now I have to clean up."

Left arm rising and taking hold of the fabric covering him he pulled in off in one swift move thus revealing the strange skin beneath it. Though he wore dark brown pants and a black shirt to conceal it, the first two buttons were opened and showing. Up until the base of his throat the flesh had turned from its normal color to a much darker one. It almost seemed as it had been burned, resembling the charcoal-ash like bark of the burned trees around him. On his back was a pair of dark blue to almost ebony colored wings, long enough to reach his heals and strong enough to propelled in upward towards the very tip on the rod. His other hand struck directly into the middle of the lifeless body's chest causing a bright halo to surround the area of penetration. He then pulled it out taking what seemed like the exact image of the boy from it. The difference, however, being this one was transparent and still alive as the pair of blue eyes opened.

"A fool maybe but…" He grinned before grabbing hold of the angel's wrist. "….I still have the contract. I suggest you hurry."

"And if I don't? I could just watch you die like you're body did not long ago and be done with."

"Then you won't get it. You really want to disappear without the chance of feeling it between your fingers? Knowing its power, Markus."

"Why not? I could simply go rest, finally rest."

"Because underneath those blasted wings of yours you're just like any other greedy moral. The power will call out, revenge as well. Think they won't use it for themselves? You know what that means."

Taking few moments Markus answered. His black eyes having a murderous look within them.

"It will only be once. Once and only once boy until your revenge is done. Nothing more."

"Indeed." Quincy's own orbs flashed with an evil glow. They merged.

"There were so many." Seras's angelic voice whispered in the darkness of the room as her left hand traced her lover's naked back while pushing some of the ebony locks out of the way. The coffin had long been replaced by a much larger bed as the hours had passed yet their lust never thinned down. The vampire had just been in the process of getting up when her slender arms wrapped themselves around his throat preventing him from leaving. Her ample chest pressed against his spine, warm flesh upon warm flesh as the light provided by several small candles danced over their marble skin highlighting it. Strands of gold mixed with black as she leaned over his right shoulder. His own hair covered part of his back and framed his hansom face as it also went over his shoulders reaching his waist where the crimson sheet had pooled after his rising.

"Don't go." The draculina affectionately nuzzled her bite marks over his throat, her pink tongue daring out to lick the small droplets of blood. The vampire chuckled.

"Weren't you hungry a moment ago Police girl?"

"I could always take some of yours." Her fangs extended and began grassing at his skin leaving small red marks in their path. His head tilted to the side giving her more space and access. It felt nice, lust inducing even having someone else take his blood and bring him pleasure while doing so." Then you could take some of mine and so on. Don't leave my bed just yet, it's still warm."

"Is that an invitation? I thought I tired you out by now." His grin was back with a vengeance. Hers followed.

"No." And she bit down.

/ And I do want you. Love and please me. /

"Seras…." He hissed her name in lust as he felt her fangs puncture his throat even deeper.

/ Have you inside of me. They hurt you so bad and caused so much pain. Let me take it all away. /

"They're just memories. They mean nothing."

"They hardened and broke you. It's hard forgetting what I saw so it must be even worse remembering yourself." She let got." There were so many wounds on your body, so merciless given. You were only a boy; a prince should have been treated better.""

"I was a man draculina. There were different standards then. As for the treatment, they didn't kill me. It was all I got." Entwining their fingers together he squeezed her hand. "Everything, it was all different then."

In one quick move he turned around and had her pinned between his body and the soft bedding. Arms on either side of her head held by his with a few strands of golden hair to cover her breasts as the rest was sprawled out under her like a blanket. The crimson sheet had also moved in the process exposing both of their bodies fully to each other. The vampire hovered above her keeping her in place between his arms and legs as a bit more of hair framed his face and a trickle of crimson ran from his wound and dripped down onto her left shoulder.

"Had you been there…..no man would have been able to resist not possessing you. Not even a king. You could have brought on a war had more than one desired you. Have blood be spilled in your name so they might have your hand. Yet…"

"None would have waited."

"No. Just take."

"Would you…." She softly smiled. "….have spilled blood for me?"

"Haven't I already draculina? Had you been mine centuries ago no man would have dared even look at you without permission under penalty of death." His voice softened, and then saddened as he still held her gaze. The grip on her hands tightened. "Yet had you been mine they would have tormented you in worst ways than me. Forced you to things that make even the hardened of souls break down and beg for the end. There would have been little if no mercy at all for the Queen, even the future promised Queen, of their enemy. You don't know off all the horrible ways in which a person can be tortured. Death is the one thing they all will end up wanting more than living a single minute more."

"You wished it too." The fingers of her left hand gently touched his right cheek as they wandered towards his soft slightly parted lips.

"I wished for theirs more. However, my past is something I do not whish to discuss further draculina. Understand and do not ask again." Alucard leaned down to capture her lips and take his blood from her lips. He then let his forehead rest in the crook of her neck, his body over her smaller one yet supported much of his weight in his left arm. The other he used to move hers over to his back. The smooth skin wasn't there any longer as the tips of her fingers came in contact with scars. Many scars in different lengths and directions. Her fingers moved slowly, eyes never leaving his as she traced his back the same way she'd done many time that night. Over the curve of his spine, sides, shoulder blades and the space between them until she stopped over his right shoulder squeezing it lightly.

"Most wounds heal with time but some will never leave us despite the changes we make to our bodies. I told you before yours didn't matter, they were gained with honor and as such were worthy of being shown. You are beautiful in my eyes regardless. Always will be."

"I'd kiss them all to take your pain." Her fingers moved to his face and pushed the silky strands out of the way revealing it. Placing them behind his ear she traced the line of his jaw then caressed his cheek.

"There is none with you. Stay with me."

"I could never leave what's mine. My blood as my word my master."

The very next second he took her word, her sweet blood and drank greedily.

"Ahhh!" She sighed as pleasure scourged her very soul reawakening the flame within her. Out of reflex she bared her throat to him more felling him bite harder before mimicking his gesture. They both fed and drank from each other at the same time, increasing the heat and the friction between their bodies. The blood lust and madness, not even the fields of heaven could be better than this in their eyes. The draculina was the first to release. Her body arching against her lovers, pressing more into it as her head tilted back and her cry filled the room after leaving her stained lips. The shards of the broken melody were soon joined by the other, much deeper ones. Almost simultaneously they licked their lips savoring the forbidden taste before meeting their lover's eyes once more. Taking hold of her hand Alucard started planting kisses along her fingers and palm. Her soft skin was like an angels touch. No, better.

"May I ask one last thing? Galyant?"

"A cursed soul." Was the vampire's answer." He fell out of grace for love but lost himself to madness and power. His beloved was dieing so he had a vampire turn her to save her but didn't like what he'd gotten because of it. He used dark magic to seal the vampire away so he could have he woman. She became with a child but the added life urged the vampire within to take it. She gave birth much like Mina but lost herself to madness because of the blood and began a killing spree. She and Galyant's action's are the soul reason people hate us. She had no control over herself and did all he asked. Even kill the vampire who turned her."

"Power drove him mad and she was his weapon."

"Yes draculina. She was the weapon who killed him but as such cursed herself eternally. Her soul could never be free again. The phrase was hers: ' Monsters for a monster as you made, monster for the cursed soul and lost child that shall have no peace until the burning end of time.' Mina had my blood but not my life. It was the only thing keeping her sane. Killing her I took it back."

"You freed her soul?"

Closing his crimson eyes he entwined their fingers once more.

"She was my wife it was my duty. She deserved an honorable death despite her actions against me."

"I understand."

"Power is more blinding than justice and those who have too much will one day not see anything else. I've learned to see despite it but at a price none the less. I am half bound and half free, always in between. Power is something much easier obtained than given away. Mostly the reason….." He grinned, lust filling his orbs as hey darkened a shade."…..you won't be leaving this room, my bed, anytime soon. I will have utter control and dominance over you draculina."

"Please do my maser." She purred sensually licking his lips." I'll be a good little slave and please you anyway you desire."

"Good girl. The more you please me the more pleasure you'll receive in return." He leaned down to capture her lips.

"Shall I scream now?" Seras asked just before they touched." Or save it for later?"

"Now. And much louder later." Their mouths captured each other, bodies following as they me yet again in that beautiful moonlit night. No human could possibly have that much stamina and keep on going, but they weren't in the first place now were they?

It had been more than half a month now since the book had been recovered, enemies destroyed yet everything wasn't normal as it should have. After all no normal day can turn into seven years, can it? Guess some do.

The following, following night Sir Integra was waiting most impatiently. She'd summoned the vampire for a whole while now, though there was still no sign of him. And if there was one thing she hated it was being kept waiting. Well that and her new age preventing her from smoking. God damn it all.

"Still cursing master? Aren't you a bit young?" Alucard's voice chuckled as his figure emerged fro one of the walls. All dressed in his usual attire with his orange glasses on and his ebony hair which was still long enough to reach his waist.

"I'll curse all I like vampire, I at least have that left. The Queen wants to see us; the book too so where is it?"

"Safe as I said. Bu I do not want to see her."

"Well you don't really a have choice in the matter. Things need explaining and I doubt Seras's little magic trick will work on her."

"I don't care." Was Alucards only reply as he walked up to her desk and leaned down towards her." For the former yes but not the new. And mine awaits." He look in his fiery was feral, burning much like the quickly forming grin." I'm bound for now. To this place until it's over."

"Orders are orders Alucards. And you're doing the explaining." Her voice was firm, far from being intimidated by the sharp fangs revealed.

"No!" Alucard said in a much harder tone pressing his left hand against her chair and thus push it against the wall with force. He leaned in even more grin at its fullest. He was far to close to her throat. "She doesn't matter, nothing else does now. Little girl all alone, how long till your blood runs cold?"

A mere second passed before the sound of gunfire was heard. Three shots quickly followed by gushing blood that smeared the floor behind the vampire and the ceiling as the bullets embedded themselves into it. The gun then moved, armed and ready, for the next round against his jaw this time.

"How about till yours gets warm again?"

"That may be a while." He began to laugh, low at first then harder and harder as he slowly pulled back. The insane look within his eyes never bigger, or threatening. "Do not call again, it's for the best. Not until I come on my own!"

"I'm the only one giving orders around here Servant!" Icy blue strongly stood before crimson red.

"Not tonight!" With one swift move of his right arm every item of Integra's desk was thrown away, the red fedora disappearing as his eyes glowed a fire out of hell itself and the lights in the room began to flicker. "I must obey a Queen not a Knight tonight. A Queen not yours but mine for she rules this night. As I've said I must obey."

"Then just bring her." Integra's left eye twitched. He was doing it again, pissing her off as always. Yet he merely leaned in once again. More distance between them though as last time.

"You've a starving vampire is mad, but a starving mate is something different. A female vampire's first month is far worse than years without blood; you can not control that kind of lust. And you don't want to get in her way!"

There was almost no light left within the room as his laughing continued, orbs and red clothing standing out within the darkness. "Keep away from the dungeon it's your first and only warning my master."

"Fine!" Her voice firmly said as another gunshot was heard. His left shoulder this time before the darkness retreated completely. "Three nights not a minute more. Now, get the Hell out of my office!"

With that Alucard vanished leaving no trace of his presents but the blood smeared on the walls and floor. Throwing the gun on her desk Integra grabbed the bridge of her nose in an attempt to calm herself before pushing the intercom button.

"Jenkins get a mop. And bring me some tea!"

{Damn vampires!} She thought. {And to hell with not smoking! If this keeps up I'll be starting within minutes not years.}

In the darkness of the deepest room within the dungeon, nothing portrait life what so ever except for the slender figure sprawled out on the king size bed. Laying on her belly she rested without making one single sound or move. Her dead like sleep was so deep; nothing would change it until the moon would rise. A pillow rested half way between her body and he soft mattress, her left arm under it with the right next to its side and her turned head. The sheets were all wrinkled with part of the crimson fabric covering her hips and partially her legs. All the while her marble colored back was almost all the way exposed as her golden hair only covered her left shoulder with a few rebel strands over the rest. Rosy lips, slightly parted, held no breath due to her unmoving chest. Closely, hungrily the vampire's ancient eyes roamed over her flawless figure as he licked his lips in anticipation feeling her beginning to wake. Seeing her fingers slightly twitch. He barely left her side for the several minutes it had taken him to sort out things with his master, yet the urge had never left him. On the contrary, it made it worse.

Flashback

The descending sun woke the sleeping creature of the night, his fiery eyes opening as to great the new night. This time, unlike many times before, he did not wake alone. Nor in his coffin for that matter. A large bed had provided him the necessary comfort throughout the day; the figure within his arms the necessary warmth. And he was feeling very warm now. Though their bodies were naturally cold throughout their lives, the blood would always warm them up during and after mating. Lifeless the beautiful draculina laid over his chest, golden locks mixing with pure ebony over his right shoulder and arm as he latter gently moved over her back, long fingers stroking at the pale soft skin under them. The silence and peace he felt merely holding her made his fiery soften. She was peaceful now, oh but how feral she had been the night before. Ha could barely wait for her to wake, hell, he had a hard time holding himself back as it was from simply waking her up and just taking her.

/Rest my queen. / He grinned in the darkness, fangs unseen by anyone else. / I'll make sure to tire you once more soon enough. He then began laughing, a chuckle more than anything. The lust was worth the wait. Leaving her side wasn't an option but the continuing nagging voice of his master eventually made him get up and put an end to it. In his place he left a pillow and a beautiful crimson rose.

Flashback end

So here he was, patiently waiting and following her every move as he sat in the large thrown like chair. The bud had partially opened in his absence, its sweet scent adding to that of his draculina. Her own unique scent of bloody flowers and temptation. He could just watch and inhale for hours. The soothing sound of the voice broke his train of thoughts as she sighed and buried her face in the softness of the white pillow under it. Her whole body shifting in position as she pushed herself up on her arms while he himself retreated into the darkness.

Hair completely going over her left shoulder Seras stood up, knees slightly apart and legs under her as she sat on them. Back exposed, sheet pooled around her waist, her eyes finally took in her surroundings despite the complete darkness. The fresh scent of the blossomed rose quickly reached her nostrils making her look at it and acknowledge its presents. The lack of her lover beside her didn't go unnoticed but the simple gesture of the flower provided brought a smile on her lips. Picking it up she brought it to her lips, fingers stroking the soft petals with care. Her moment alone lased only a few moments more as a strong arm was wrapped around her slender waist just under her breasts and pulled her against something hard. Warm breath and sharp fangs caressed the right side of her throat before his other hand took a firm grasp of her hair, pulled her head o the side and bit down.

"Ahh…."Such a lovely sound the vampire thought as he sank his teeth in deeper, lips and tongue working their magic on her skin making her cry out once more.

/ You're voice, yes. Let me hear it. Scream for me Police girl! /

To his surprise she didn't. Instead grinned like mad with her own irises turning a shade deeper and glowing as she moved her body and switched their positions so that he was now laying underneath with her hovering above. Her hands firmly held onto his upper arms accompanied by shadows born from her golden hair. Yet as they left her their color began to darken until they were completely black at the tips. Around his waist, legs and arms in order to keep him in place and with no chance of moving even an inch. They held strong obeying their maser's wishes. Half her face was covered in gold with blood dripping down her right shoulder from the unclosed wound.

"Why don't you for me?" Both vampires were now grinning with an insane look on their faces. Seras then moved her right hand and gently placed it on his left cheek, its place taken by one of the swirling pieces of shadow. Her head leaned towards his stopping a few inches from it. "Master….." She purred revealing her elongated fangs. "It's my turn to hear you scream."

Though the last part was only whispered in desire, she made sure to get her fill. Of both his rich blood and his voice. It was her turn to bite and bring him pleasure. Hard and fast her teeth punctured his throat, attacking and damaging the vein hidden beneath with little regret. The taste of ancient, powerful crimson reached and made her moan. Bite again as she heard his baritone voice hiss her name in pleasure.

"Seras….."

/ Again! / She firmly demanded. A third bite. Alucard's body was struggling against the shadows holding him down with little success. Whatever she did to hold him, it was working most efficiently. His fingers were tightly gripping the sheet beneath him, pupils dilated and burning with raw fire as his body tired to buck up under her. He began laughing and barring his throat more as he moved his head to the side. She immediately took advantage of the situation provided.

/Again I said! /

"Seras!"

/ Again don't I please you? /

"Yes."

/Yes what? /

"Yes my mistress. You please me greatly."

She'd reversed their roles as well. Turned him into the slave with her as the master. And how he loved it, every sinful moment of it. She pushed even further, her hands making short work of his clothing and exposing his chest and abdomen. His crimson tie was the only thing left. Her fingertips traced the shape of his muscles slowly going up from the hem of his black pants, then the middle of his chest towards the base of his throat. Her sharp little claws left red scratch marks in their path, her fangs pulling away as the draculina then moved her face over his. With crimson staining her mouth she kept his gaze, tongue sticking out to clean her lips in a slow pace while she grinned. They were so very close to touching.

"Do I? Then how about pleasing me back?"

"Release me first."

"No….." She sweetly laughed caressing his cheek then tracing his bottom lip with one finger. Nicking the tip of her finger on one of his fangs she offered some blood, raising the already heightened blood lust between them. He in turn wasted no time what so ever in taking it between his lips and drinking for the few seconds she allowed. "I don't think I will but you'll get your release, trust me. It's my turn and I have you bound, already bleeding….."

She pulled her finger back bringing her lips down upon his in quick, caste kiss.

"Planning to torture me next?"

"O yes." She quickly answered before licking his lips. "And have you scream for me in the end. And remember…." The following kiss was full of passion that only grew more as her claws racked down his chest drawing out the crimson nectar. The powerful moan escaping his lips was muffled by her mouth.

/…I want everyone to hear. /

Indeed, she had reversed the roles quite well.

To be continued...

Hope you enjoyed it and please review :)

Next chapter maybe next week or this weekend. Something new will happen to Integra. Just wait and see.

Preview:

"Sir Hellsing…..Sir Hellsing…." The last words she heard, the first that came back. "Sir Hellsing as I was saying, I require you to be yourself not your late mother. I need Selene not Integra for the night."

{What? Selen…}

/Yes. Just answer yes master. It will be alright. / Seras whispered inside her mind just like the first time.

"I'll be expecting you and your vampire's to attend. For safety reasons of course no one must know of what they are, that won't be a problem I hope?"

"Ye…." Integra began, her voice sounding more like her older self than ever before." No, I mean it won't be a problem."

"Excellent. Then I'll look forward to seeing you again this weekend. You may be on your way Sir Hellsing."

Bye, bye