Chapter Twenty Six: Words
Hellsing Manor…November 16, Friday…9 pm
"She has a bacterial infection causing acute bronchitis, that seemed to act up due to the strain of her crying. She will be fine, just needs to take a course of antibiotics and wait to get better. She coughed up more blood than she should have, but after we gave her a saline solution via the IV the coughing returned to mostly mucus, so we presume she was dehydrated. Good thing it was caught before the bacteria did much more damage. She should be up on her feet in a few minutes; the painkillers we gave her to put in the IV will handle the majority of her discomfort. It would be best for her to avoid under cooked meats and anything to acidic till it's all cleared up." The doctor tried not to shake as he discussed Miss Khayam's condition with Sir Hellsing as the two men glared at each other, each with a hand on a weapon. Integra dismissed the doctor, who retreated to his office, the nurses all hiding in there with him from the visitors. Integra was doing her best to not have a fit as the two versions of Alucard stood in the hospital wing. She had called Alucard to escort Lina home, being taken fully by surprise when both Alucard and Dracula had come. Integra had never seen what Dracula had looked like, but she could not hide her curiosity. She had a face to put to the man in the journals. This fit much more than her attempts to put Alucard into the story. The grandiose looking man before her had the age on his face, the wild look about his features that was tamed down to display a rugged, brutal sense of justice. Alucard always looked much more carefree and relaxed, but Dracula had the weight of wars, politics, and religious duty on his shoulders. Integra had always held respect for Abraham, but now she could see why Abraham could not just destroy this man, Dracula commanded respect with the weight of his burdens, and facing this man in battle would sweep the bravery out from the feet of even the most loyal soldier.
Lina was dressing behind a curtain, having been given a dose of painkillers, making her slightly less inhibited. She whimpered as she put her clothes on with one hand, the bandage on her hand not easing the ache from having an IV in it. Finishing with her clothes she started humming only to stop at the pain, opening the curtain to look at the group of people standing there. She looked over at Alucard and Dracula, her eyes focusing on them and slowly her lips curling up into a smile; bursting into giggles the longer they made eye contact with her.
"Five hundred years and you still wear the same outfit." All three of them looked at her like she was a losing her mind. She stopped quickly as her throat was aggravated by her mirth. Integra looked at both men again and as she looked them over she felt herself smirk.
"What are you talking about you idiot?" Alucard spat out at her, already annoyed that his other self was out again and at having to pick Lina up because she was obviously in no condition to drive home alone.
"Red hat, red coat, and boots." She was snickering, the two of them looking each other over and sharing a moment of mutual displeasure at the point she brought up. She wandered over, looking up at them both then looking down at her fingers. "Oh…! Sir Integra…do you still need help with those dresses?"
"I handled it myself, and the extras were taken back while you were being examined. You did very well Miss Khayam. But if you ever get into a verbal argument with me again there will be consequences." Lina nodded, Alucard grasping her by the shoulder as he nodded to his former master, Dracula giving a more formal goodbye and following the departing pair. Was they were out of ear shot Integra groaned, sitting down in a nearby chair and rubbing her temples as she processed the information of there being a second vampire king potentially going on a rampage through the country. "Someone fetch me something for this migraine."
Driving back into London…
Alucard sat in the driver's seat, Lina curled up in the back seat snuggling up in Dracula's cloak as Dracula sat in the front passenger seat. There was an uneasy silence between the two men as Lina mumbled nonsensically in the back of her car.
"Technically you are copying me." Dracula said at last, looking out at the road with a bored expression. Alucard growled at the jab, pressing down on the gas pedal even more, the car zipping through the English countryside at an excess of one hundred and fifty miles an hour. He was easily able to keep control of the car and see where he was going, the car engine protesting slightly at first but by using his shadows he quieted the engine.
"Shut up. I am you; I have no need to change my wardrobe if it looks good." Alucard hit a sharp turn, the tires losing friction with the pavement below but his shadows once more correcting the physical limitations of the vehicle. The sudden jerking motion of the car would have sent Lina's prone form slamming into the back of their seats at a dangerous speed had Dracula not reached back and easily held her in place.
"It may look good on you, but I look best in it." Dracula quipped back, letting his hand linger on the girls sleeping form. The painkillers they had put her on were too strong in his opinion, but it would only be a few days of her being sick.
"I think you both look better naked…" Both looked back at Lina as she sleepily interjected into the conversation, shifting her position to try and fit better in the confined space. "…naked…and covered in olive oil…" Lina drifted off, the rest of her thought left dangling unsaid, leaving a new wave of awkward in the air. A perverted grin covered Lina's face, not that either vampire could see it while her back was turned.
"I hope she is talking about cooking us." Alucard growled out, Dracula's lip twitching as he tried not to speculate where else the girls' thoughts were going.
"…I love Greek wrestling…" Once more her voice chimed in, the perverted joy in her voice settling over the interior of the car like a blanket. Both men glanced at each other, shivering as the image invaded their minds unwillingly. Dracula withdrew his hand from her, Alucard speeding up even more, eager to drop her off now before she spoke of anything else. Unfortunately when they reached the city limits he had to slow down, unlike his motorcycle the car could not weave between the other vehicles on the road. The time had passed in silence, thankfully for the two men since Lina's last unsettling comment had yet to lift. Alucard groaned in frustration as he waited behind the line for the light to change. "Count…what day is today?" Alucard looked back at her. There was no way the painkiller was strong enough to make her forget the day of the week, and why would she ask Dracula instead of him. Dracula looked off at the stars behind the clouds in the sky.
"It would be the anniversary." This answer seemed to satisfy Lina, who pulled herself up into a sitting position and putting on her seat belt, wrapping the cloak around her like a blanket. Alucard was getting fed up with their secret code. Lina was feeling better, the painkiller no longer clouding her mind and making her tired or incoherent.
"No wonder I got so emotional." Lina watched the city lights as Alucard drove. "Alucard…can I stay with you tonight?" She asked meekly, looking at both men from her seat. Alucard felt a stab of anger and jealousy.
"Why? So you can fuck him." Dracula turned to his younger self with fury in his eyes. Lina placed her hands on both of their shoulders to calm them down. She did not want to explain to Integra about damaging a company car because her boyfriend couldn't stand himself.
"No…so I can try to settle this whole affair. I really don't feel like being hit with mysteriously appearing ailments every anniversary of something that happened to another woman five hundred years ago. Besides…you'll finally get to know what we are talking about." Lina's offer did little to incite the angry vampire king, but he still found himself turning in the direction of his own home. He could feel Lina smiling behind him, her hand not leaving either of their shoulders. She placed a light kiss on his cheek, and he fought to keep from grinning as she did not give the same treatment to his counterpart. "Alucard…by the way…where can we talk at your place? It's pretty cold outside."
"I don't care if you get frostbitten; we'll talk wherever the hell I decide." Lina moved closer to Dracula at the calloused statement. She would play them against each other if it was the only way to get treated like a human being that was not on the dinner menu. So she was being a bit manipulative, he was a vampire, she had to have a few bad habits up her sleeves to handle being with him.
"Never mind, take me home then. Sleeping in my warm soft bed is much more important, and Dracula and I will settle this problem while you sleep tomorrow." Both men knew exactly what game she was playing at. A smirk playing on Dracula's lips as he decided to play along, he reached back, caressing Lina's neck, making her moan and sigh as he stroked her just right, watching Alucard glare with displeasure.
"I am sure we could settle this matter alone Lina. No need to put this hunting dog on the spot to provide reasonable accommodations for you." Alucard watched the display with mounting rage. These two were going to drive him insane. He parked out in front of Carfax, opening the door and swinging Lina over his shoulder like she was a sack of potatoes. Dracula followed quickly, Lina wriggling to try and get off Alucard. "There is no need to treat her so harshly. Does not do you any good to harm her to spite me, I cannot feel her pain." Dracula watched as Alucard dropped her roughly on top of their coffin. Lina groaned, rubbing her bottom and rewrapping the cloak around her.
"If you want to play this game girl then be prepared for the consequences. A sore ass is not the worst I can do." Alucard threw himself into his chair, eyeing the two behind his glasses. He pulled out his gun, looking down the barrel at Lina's heart, making her curl up with fear. "Now…you are here. This is the best I can do for accommodations unless you wish to go stay in my other home that is no doubt filled with mold, has multiple planks of rotting wood, rodent infestations, and likely has been vandalized, possibly is used a drug house or by prostitutes and homeless as a shelter. I am placing my bets on all the options since I have not been given back that property yet because I have no way to get around a small contractual obligation necessary to have it restored to me. Does this meet with the princess's approval." Alucard waved the gun in her direction casually, letting her see how his finger flexed around the trigger. Lina pouted, darting a glance over at Dracula for some support but he gave none. Weakly Lina nodded, relieved when the gun was pointed away from her. "Wonderful, so now get on with it." He stretched out his legs and crossed them at his ankles, flipping up the brim of his hat so he could watch them. Lina looked over to Dracula, trying to see if he was ready to talk about this. Not that it really matter, Alucard literally had her at gunpoint.
"Well…do you want the long version or the bare bones version? You can probably get the details from yourself, except for the details on my end…" Lina licked her lips, her hand resting on the coffin and ran along the glossed wood, tracing absentmindedly the words. Alucard did not show the shivers of pleasure that went down his spine. Dracula suppressed those shivers as well.
"Give me the bare bones version including your details." Dracula walked further back into the hall, not wanting to see Lina's face as she told the story. Lina listened as his foot falls echoed in the stone hall.
"Well…in our past lives…when you were Dracula…I was a girl named Setareh. We were friends, and eventually we were married. We were married for about two years, and when you were getting ready to go to war, the one that would start your second reign, Dracula murdered Setareh. Literally he backstabbed her straight through the heart, leaving her corpse to rot in the woods. That betrayal made Setareh decide she did not want to exist anymore. The broken pieces of her soul became those shatter lifetimes I told you about, and eventually after five hundred years all the pieces and past lives have come together and that is what my soul is made out of. The shattered pieces of a woman betrayed by the man she loved, the failed lives of women that made terrible choices, children that had horrible hands of fate dealt to them, and of course what I am making out of myself. So…That is the basics. They were married, she was murdered, and now…this." Dracula was relieved that Lina had put the story in kinder words than he deserved. Alucard said nothing, simply absorbing the information and trying to find the corresponding memories from the ones he had gained from Dracula.
"So you knew all of this…and still desired to be around me." The distrust in Alucard's' voice rang out loud and clear. Acard growled out, he knew a thing about revenge, so he was not buying this harmless act of Lina's anymore. There was an alternative motive to her relationship, and sheer stubbornness to let him go. "What marching orders did Setareh give you in regards to this relationship? Are you supposed to take your revenge by killing me? Or just literally tearing me in half? Or has she come to some great revelation that it's a petty problem and wants to forgive him." Dracula pinned Alucard with a furious gaze as the accusation rang out.
"She would want me to…. Even if I would never be able to…but I like you too much to murder you. I don't see why I have dislike you just because she had a bad experience. I mean…I think it's enough for you to have your ass handed to you by an old man, and being kept as a slave for a hundred years. That's kinda humiliating for someone like you." Dracula was completely taken aback. This girl was only with them for revenge? He slowly walked closer, his picture of Lina being his Setareh only newer melting and he could not help the melancholy that brought with it. Alucard shifted more with displeasure at the thought of his defeat and his slavery as some sort of cosmic repayment for something he did not even remember doing. He killed thousands of people, why did this one woman matter so much. "Besides, I rather just know that you are drowned under a sea of guilt over murdering a loyal wife that sacrificed everything to try and help you succeed. She wanted nothing but for you to get what she knew you deserved, and in return you murder her once you get bored with her so you can marry some other woman two weeks after you murder her. If not guilt and regret you should at least feel some shame for that kind of behavior." Lina did not look at either man as she spoke, focusing up at the sky and her fingers aching from the cold.
"I felt so much shame that I wiped the memories away. I agonized over what to do. I could not send her home because she would be shamed in her family's eyes and lord knows how they would have treated her, I could not divorce her because no one would take her and care for her, and she could not speak the language so she could not settle and simply move on with her life. It was the only option I had." Dracula spoke venomously to her, his hand resting on the handle of his blade. "But I did not do it for another bride. My actions were deplorable but my reasons were noble. I will not have you putting crimes on me that I am not guilty of girl." Dracula spoke out for his own defense, Alucard watching the two of them as if it was a private showpiece. "If I could ask for her forgiveness I would but as you put it she is broken." Dracula marched over to Lina, grasping her by her chin and forcing her to look up at him. Lina whimpered as the mad king looked down at her with hellfire eyes. "Why would you accuse me of murdering her for another bride?"
"She saw you consummate your marriage to Elisabeta!" Dracula hid his horror at this news well, his fingers loosening their grip on Lina's chin. He had no idea how she could have seen such a sight, but the accusation had grounds to stand on from her view of these events. "The angel of death had mercy on her when she begged to see you before going to the other side, and when she saw that she just lost it. But like I said, I don't want revenge. It's enough for you to feel like crap. So let's just let this go. I hold no grudge. I like Alucard and I don't want other people sticking their fingers in my happy cake damn it." Lina stared down at the stone floor like it was the most interesting thing in the world.
"You act as if I am a passive player here. I might just end our relationship after this affair is settled." Alucard watched her turn to him, a frown on her face but Alucard didn't really care. This girl was a pain in the ass and if he could put his past self back together and get rid of her, his life would go back to normal. The same old, boring, normal routine of waiting for something interesting and challenging to come his way, because the constant stress of being in a relationship with her was getting…fun.
"Why did she want to see me after what I did to her? What did she expect to gain from seeing me? It does not excuse the wedding so soon after her passing, but what did she want." Dracula withdrew his hands from Lina, Alucard wishing he had wine to enjoy this show with. Lina stood up, handing Dracula back his cloak, moving closer to Alucard and taking a deep breath, trying to word her answer gently.
"She couldn't remember what happened to her when she died. She just woke up alone in the woods, the angel of death trying to lead her away to the other side. She forgot what happened, looked back to try and keep her memories, and it just went wrong from there. Seeing her own body decaying was really shocking, and it jarred her memory about what she was going to tell you before she got lost in the woods. And that led to her wanting to see you to make sure you were okay because she thought something happened to you." Lina wrapped her arms around herself to keep warm.
"What was she going to tell me?" Dracula asked softly, looking at Lina as he put his cloak on once more. Lina did not want to tell him, but the truth was five hundred years old, it was time for him to know. She regretted having Alucard witness this now, even if they were the same person, this was something only Dracula should have the right to hear. Then again Alucard had a gun pointed at her so it was a mute point.
"She was three months pregnant." The words were just ghostly whispers from her lips, but with the look on Dracula's face she may as well have advertised it in bright neon lights three stories high. Alucard let the gun dangle limply in his hand, feeling his normal swagger falter and fail him this once. Perhaps this was something he should let be discussed in private. He did not want to see himself cry. Alucard stood up, marching out of the room and slamming the door behind him, almost dislodging some of the remaining stones on the debilitated roof, yet sagging against it and listening in. Now that they were alone Dracula moved to sit in the vacated chair. This tall imposing warmonger sat down and he looked like his spine had just been ripped out, he put his head in his hands. Lina turned her back to him, not wanting to embarrass this man with having her watch his dismay. She could hear the armor tremble slightly as Dracula's shoulders shook with unshed tears. "She wanted to let you know before you went away. She thought it would make you fight harder if you knew that there was a child on the way. Plus she wanted to make sure that you knew incase…she never saw you again." There was a silence that settled between them, Dracula absorbing this.
"If I had known I would have fought harder for her." Lina was confused, turning to look up at him, not speaking in case he was not done yet. "I should have fought harder for her. I lost my wife and child because I did not wish to fight for them." She wanted to tell him that the baby should not have mattered, but at least this was something. "I wish you had not told me." He looked up at her, blood dripping from his eyes and he wiped the droplets off with his hands.
"I'm sorry…" Lina was being much too nice, she should be ripping her claws into him while she had him weak, she should emotionally destroy him. His jugular was exposed and she could devastate him almost as deeply as he had her. "Why did you do it? What made you betray her?" She squared her shoulder, walking up the steps so she was standing before him. His face hardened once more and he turned away from her gaze.
"It was either my hands or the hands of the church. She was accused of witchcraft and the church demanded her to be turned over for the trials. I was going to come after her in the woods, but a servant of the bishop came and demanded I either bring her to be tried or bring proof she was dead. They said she had put a curse on someone in the castle and wanted it lifted immediately. I did not want them to torture her." His voice was firm, and in some ways she could see how it was kinder for him do the deed, but still.
"Did you have to do something that cruel…she lay there choking on her own blood with your face as the last thing burned into her mind. Didn't you even think to bury her? I can't say whether you made the right or wrong choice, but with the choice you made you could have done it better." Lina was not scolding him; she just had to speak her mind now that she had the chance. She knew things could never be forgotten or repaired between Dracula and Setareh, but Lina wanted to settle this so she could try and continue with Alucard. Of course Alucard sounded eager to get rid of her, so it at least this might help her merge with her own past lives by healing the fissures with the source of them.
"I cannot change what I did, five hundred years is enough time to mull over for another option, but action had to be taken. I am sorry for how it transpired. I am indeed drowning in my misery. May that satisfy her." He moved to wipe the tears off his face with his cloak, her hand lifting the fabric and gently dabbing away at the bloody trails on his face. She smiled down at him, kissing this imposing man sweetly on the lips.
"I wish it had ended better for both of you." Dracula nodded, letting her leave him and Lina opened the door to leave, finding Alucard eyeing her. With a soft click she closed the door, letting Dracula vent his emotions without prying eyes. Looking up Lina met Alucard's' glasses, knowing he was watching her from under them. With a soft smile she leaned against the door. Neither noticed the darkening of the clouds, but Lina looked up as the first drop of rain fell, it running down her cheek and followed quickly by others. The droplets came down in a sudden torrent, drenching Lina, and if not for Alucards' keen eyesight, he would have mistaken the tears as mere rain. She was soaked quickly, her teal colored shirt and black jeans sticking to her skin. "I think I should just drive home. I need some dry clothes." She dug around in her pockets, trying to find the keys, hearing the soft clicking of them, looking to see that Alucard had them dangling in his fingers just out of her reach. She held her hand out, not in the mood to play his game when her heart was breaking for what might have been. After a few moments with nothing but rain falling onto her outstretched hand she looked up, finding Alucard walking away towards the car. With a heavy sigh Lina followed Alucard to the car, glancing back towards the closed doors. Silently she got into the car, only sparing a few moments to envy Alucard for being able to stay completely dry when he sat down after walking through a rainstorm. "Thank you."
"You know that you never would have succeeded in killing me." Alucard started the car, travelling through the streets slowly as people on the sidewalks either ducked into buildings or continued to walk in the rain begrudging their own ill fortune. Lina looked up at him, a soft defeated smile on her lips, nodding her concession to the point. Her hand reached out and turned the heater on, holding her cold fingers up to the vent to try and get the digits warm. "You are disappointed with how that went." His voice was toneless, but Lina could feel his eyes on her, calculating her.
"Maybe…I just always thought this moment would be so much more…dramatic." With a hand stretched out and rested on Alucards'. A heavy sigh left her, hazel eyes watching the droplets of rain and listening to the way the world sounded. With an unconscious motion he stroked her hand and brushed it off so he could continue driving, Lina looking away to keep the smile off her face. He was threatening to leave her, but Lina was sure he was not going to. They both talked big, but they were creatures of habit, and they had made each other a habit.
"That's the problem with actors. They expect real-life to be just as emotional as the stage. How much more dramatic do you want? He made it rain so the world would cry for him." Alucard's voice was filled with disgust for the weakness of his other self. How could a war monger cry over a single woman? It was so pathetic. It was so weak. It was so…human. There should be no humanity left in him, not after this long.
"You're right. I may not have been as angry as she would have wanted, but he misses her…that should be enough right?" A yawn passed her lips, and she found it increasingly difficult to resist drifting off to sleep with the sound of the rain and the motions of the car soothed her. "I wonder how I got this stupid infection…" That topic drifted back into her memory now that the emotional problem was 'solved'. Alucard looked down at her, a smirk on his lips. He wouldn't leave her…yet. They still had a bet to settle.
"You may have been right. The bacteria survived and then you ingested them when I kissed you." He pointed out matter-of-factly. Lina rolled her eyes at him, closing her eyes to listen to the rain. A smile erupted on her face that he had said she was right. If only it hadn't come at such a terrible price. Alucard pulled up in front of the Vance home, putting the car in park yet neither moving to exit. "Aren't you worried this changes everything between us?" How could she be so calm? She had committed murder with him, and she had kissed him while his mouth was full of blood. It had gotten her sick. His past self had murdered her, and he had threatened to leave her, she had nearly died from being thrown into a wall, and yet… Her face was a picture of serenity. She was never calm; she was always loud, obnoxious, and overly confident before he put her in her place. He briefly wondered if maybe she had actually fallen asleep.
"It's a downright shame…seems an awful waste…such a nice plump frame what's his name has…had…has…nor it can't be traced…" The soft spoke lyrics caught his attention, a grin spreading over their lips in almost rehearsed unison. "It's priest…have a little priest." Acceptance, that was so…sexy of her. These lyrics had been pushed into his ear forcibly by her seemingly constant playing of the sound track recently, but after a while the songs grew on him; after all, the story was relatable.
"Is it really good?" He unbuckled her seat belt, leaning over her, his hands pinning her against the seat. He loved frustrating her. It was cute when she pouted after he got her worked up into needing him and then pulling away, leaving her to turn red and pout like a child being denied candy. As much as he missed physical pleasure, he was not ready to commit either way. If he had sex with her then she could never be turned into a vampire. If he turned her into a vampire…he'd be stuck with her till she drove him mad...well madder.
"Sir it's too good at least, then again they don't commit sins of the flesh…so it's pretty fresh." She leaned up, pecking him on the cheek, her arms crossing to protect her from molestation. If she had it her way she would have already lost her chastity with how often he left her all wet and flustered. "Since we both know this leads to you teasing me till my panties are wet and I'm already soaked can't I just go to bed?"
(Warning! Alert! Warning! Naughty part, skip down to avoid it)
"You don't like me teasing you? I could have sworn you loved it." Lina opened the door, Alucard pulling it closed again. She leaned in, kissed his lips and let her hands run down his chest. He smirked, he always got his way. His hands moved down to play with the wet fabric of her shirt, teasing her collar bone and finding that special spot that made her arch like a cat. He could feel her small wet hands moving lower, tugging at his belt to undo it and unfastening his pants. 'No…she could not be trying to...oh god yes she was.' He let slip a soft groan as her warmed fingers dove under the waist of his pants to stroke his length, the gentle touch stirring him easily. It had been far too long since a woman had touched him. Lina blushed at how bold she was being but it felt kind of good. Alright it felt really good. Lowering his head Alucard licked at her neck, scraping his fangs over her newly found pleasure spot as her fingers wrapped around his cock. Lina could feel him stiffening in her hand, noticing of how her fingers did not touch as they wrapped around. She let her hand travel down his full length, her eyes widening as her hand had to travel further and further. "That's all me weakling."
He could feel the heat of her blush as her blood rushed to her cheeks with mortification as she continued to now shyly stroke him. Gripping the seat he let his tongue lap at her throat, feeling her shiver. Lina could not believe how it felt to actually touch him this intimately, moaning as he continued to play with her neck. He was hardening fast as her unskilled fingers touched him, the warmth, and softness of her fingers accompanied by the occasional brush of one of her nails. He was straining against his pants, laughing darkly as she timidly pressed him back to sit in the driver's' seat and her body moving closer to him. He closed his eyes as she pulled him out and started to stroke him with both hands, enjoying the sensations after an extended period without such comforts. Blood rushed to the area with a rabid force, the absence of stimulation magnifying the sensations. He felt her thumb slowly circling the tip and groaned, feeling her stop and look up to him. "I'll tell you when you do it wrong, just keep going." Those lasts words were nearly growled out as he spread his legs. She let both her hands stroke him, his fangs bared as he could feel his flesh tingling. He let out a snarl of pleasure as Lina's wet tongue started to swirl around the tip. His eyes shot open and he watched her lick at his member, his eyes glowing he held himself in check. When she wrapped her lips around the top and began to suck lightly Alucard could not help but moan, pushing his hips up towards her mouth. Her hands continued to stroke him and with her tongue innocently flicking around on his head he closed his eyes. Flexing the muscles in his legs he reached down to rest his hand on the back of her head, threading his fingers through her hair.
"If I didn't know you were a virgin I would think you've done this before." Those words barely left his lips before she took more of him into her mouth, feeling her warm mouth envelop his shaft. Lina focused on the sound of his voice and on her actions, suppressing her body's confusion to the coldness of the flesh she was attending to. He could feel the ripples of pleasure travel up his spine to the base of his skull before sending smaller pulsing waves of through his mind. A frown crossed her face when he gave a rough tug on her hair, a hand reaching up and trying to make his fingers ease up before he yanked hair out and left a bald spot. His fingers relented their grip, instead he press down on her head to try and put more in her mouth. Much to his surprise she did take more, and he could feel the back of her throat, her tongue now just lazily rubbing against his flesh as she dragged her nails up and down his exposed thighs. Alucard grinned down at her head with a twisted smirk; gently he encouraged her head up slowly as he decided to try to make beg her for the right to suck him. Much to his chagrin and satisfaction she resisted and the next thing he felt were her lips brushing the base of his shaft as her throat was constricting around him as she aimed to breathe around him. It made him groan and he gripped her by the back of her neck with his hands, applying pressure to lessen her air intake even more. Lina felt the grip, trying not to panic, calming her breathing rate by using a technique from her mediation to keep herself from suffocating and begging him to release her. She could no longer look up at him, her wet hair curtaining off her lines of sight and his hands around her throat left no room to try and twist without cutting off her air altogether.
"If your mouth wasn't busy I would ask how the hell you learned to deep throat. Now…purr like a cat for me and you can have some air." The way her body tensed and her hips shifted told him she was pouting at the indignity of the demand, her nails digging into his thighs so hard that if he was human it might have drawn blood. He chuckled, rocking his hips a bit into her mouth to keep his pleasure high. Her struggling was so cute, like a kitten fighting a crocodile. A shark like grin split his face and he reached back to rub at the curve of her ass, watching as she squirmed more as she realized just how bad a position she was in. "Did not think this through did you weakling?" She retracted her 'claws' from his thighs, and he knew he had her unwilling recognition that he was right, that and she was running out of air. "All you have to do is purr for me." As much as Lina disliked the idea of losing, she really did not want this to be how she died. The other lifetimes would never stop teasing her for suffocating during a blowjob. With as little air as she had left she tried to purr, it not coming out quite right considering he was blocking her throat, but it seemed to satisfy him as he let go and she pulled her head up , trying to not gasp for air. He keep a hand on her throat, not letting her get to far away, her cheeks burning red as she felt so humiliated by this. "Got enough air yet?" She shook her head.
"Not…yet…" She panted before he pushed her back down and made her deep throat him again, he wanted to laugh at the way she was squirming and trying to smack his face. Lina's eyes widened as he unbuttoned her pants and pushed her jeans down to her knees, playfully snapping the elastic of her panties. The rain was still heavy, and he made sure that she was covered by his coat, not wanting to expose her to everyone. She struggled to try and get away from him, his shadows wrapping around her waist and she pouted internally. This was just not how she wanted this to happen…then again, some of the best things in life were what went wrong. She could feel a shadow hand wander under her shirt and she slapped it away, if he wanted to molest her he was going to be restricted to two hands damn it…for now. He pulled her panties down and she clamped her thighs together to protect herself from his cold fingers.
"I think I see your point, it's terrible being teased and tormented with pleasure…so consider this my apology." Alucard slowly dragged his fingers along her slit, spreading her lips and running his finger along her unprotected flesh. Lina felt her mind short circuit for a moment, he had never touched her this way, he had teased and stroked her, but never like this and it was so good. She moaned loudly as he touched her, the sound gagged but still filled with her physical delight. He pulled his hand back and she wriggled in protest. She could not see as he brought his fingers up and licked them, she could only squeal and moan as his wet fingers rubbed her slit and she felt herself get moist as he did. She did her best to suck on him, even trying that purring again if that would make him finish. Alucard could feel her getting wet and groaned as she started to pay attention to him again, his hips pressing up into her warm mouth as his cold wet fingers stroked and prodded her slit. He let his fingers explore her flesh and found her clit, rubbing the tender bundle of nerves and he watched as she squirmed in pleasure and her hands gripped his thighs tighter as she moaned around him. With a nearly sadistic grin he pushed his long finger inside of her while tightening his grip on her throat, stroking her insides and feeling her flesh shiver in response and her moaning. He slowly pulled out and pressed his finger in deeper, knowing that she was blushing furiously and that she was not remembering to control her breathing, leaving her trying to pant for air around his member, the control he had over her heightening his pleasure. The rain outside seemed to be getting heavier, a flash of lightning and a loud peel of thunder rumbling their ears, Lina moaning louder around him and he could feel her tighten around him.
"You like power don't you. Power and danger." He squeezed his fingers around her throat and curled his finger inside her, stroking her walls and growling in pleasure as she struggled to breathe and keep sucking on him at the same time. "Well, for now you're mine Kitten. So be a good girl and scream for me." He pinched at her clit as his finger pressed deeper, the lack of air and the sensations making her scream and climax for him, tears in the corners of her eyes from how strong her had made her climax. He felt her finish, holding her head still by her neck and rocking his hips up into her mouth till he groaned, the sparks and jolts of pleasure pushing him to release in her mouth with a satisfied sneer, leisurely pulling his finger from her depths and licking it clean. Lina slowly was allowed to pull back, panting softly for air and her hands rushing to right her clothing as she swallowed the salty fluid in her mouth, reaching for a water bottle she left in her car, drinking to wash away the taste, not that she found it to be disgusting, but her mouth was dry and this had really strained her throat more. They said nothing for a few moments, Lina letting her hair shield her flushed face from his gloating gaze as she quickly tried to right her pants. Alucard put himself away, his body relaxed to the point where he was almost slumped in his chair. "Where did you learn that marvelous trick?" Alucard watched as she somehow managed to blush brighter, her eyes timidly glancing outside, her body jumping as another flash of lightning and boom of thunder filled the night.
(End naughty part)
"Well…I knew about it from the internet, and my past lives did it…as for me being able to do it this first time…maybe that skill is transferable between lifetimes." She pulled the keys out of the ignition, pocketing them quickly since her house key was attached. With a less than graceful motion she opened the door and clambered out into the rain, shutting the door quickly to keep the interior from being soaked. She turned around and was surprised to find Alucard looming over her. Almost asking how he did that, and then remembering the part where he was the king of vampires. He leaned in closer to her, making her press her body against the car and kissing her deeply, her eyes drifting closed as he pushed his tongue into her mouth, her hands going to his shoulders as he swirled his tongue in her mouth. When he pulled away Lina found herself on the front steps, under the roof where she could just feel the chill from the rain but not being pummeled by it. Looking around she found Alucard missing and smiled wider. He would not dump her, of that she was certain…killing her though…still a possibility. "Night Alucard, don't get into too much trouble." Spinning on the balls of her feet to face the front door she began to hum the tune to "It's Priest" again, her hips swaying and the pills rattling in her pocket. Opening it she stepped inside, taking her shoes off and meandering upstairs for a warm shower, to dressed for bed, and maybe cooking something for dinner.
Mary Our Mother…November 20…2 pm.
The sound of children shouting and laughing floated through the halls of the orphanage, giving the otherwise dearly looking interior a small spark of cheer. Integra followed the nun leading her to her meeting with Anderson. Walter was in tow, neither trusting the insane paladin to behave himself after the last time he had threatened to kill her. This meeting would serve as a supplement to her ever having to meet with Maxwell so it was a trade off, put herself in a dangerous position of have to spend time in the same room as that man. The nun knocked on the door, a gruff Scottish voice telling someone else in the room something. The door opened and Integra had to keep herself from jumping out of her skin as Sean opened the door. Her mind scrambled to try and recount if there was any way for him to know her, but she realized that did not matter. He would have heard that Alucard was an ex-servant through Section 13. Integra was going to rip Alucard a new one…and she would have to relocate Miss Khayam, for both her safety, and for the Mr. Vance's she lived with him. Sean stepped aside to let her and Walter in, pulling out her chair for her before going to a desk and hunching over a bible, pen writing on paper as Sean seemed intent on memorizing and ingraining the words into his very soul. With a mask firmly in place Integra turned to look at Anderson, seeing the priest smiling with just genuine good will contradicted everything she knew about him from prior experiences where that smile had been maniacal and he was trying to sever her head from her shoulders. It was reassuring to have Walter hovering over her shoulder, his fingers tensed and at the ready. The werewolf had set him on edge.
"Aye 'ear that yer uncomfortable 'ithd me here on yer Protestant land. Are ye afraid of me?" That smile changed instantly to the vicious one she remembered from Badrick. Keeping her features schooled Integra stared back into crazed green eyes with calculating blues.
"I'm not afraid of you Anderson; I just do not trust nor like the motivations behind you being sent here. A man like you is not to be trusted around civilians; you have no regard for them because you are a religious fanatic. I do not want you here anymore than you want me in this room." Her words were clear cut, crisp, and left no gray area in her feelings towards the priest. This was going to be a short meeting.
It took thirty minutes for Integra to get fed up with the Vatican's demands, putting forth her points of contention and making it clear that any violence against civilians by any Section 13 agent would be an act of war. When the priest seemed to calm down suddenly and change back into the composed, almost charming man he behaved like around the children while taking the documents and telling her he would send them to Section 13 for their views on the matter she nearly lost it and slapped him. As a testament to her self control she thanked him politely and left the room, Walter having to keep pace with her as she stalked out of the building and to the car.
"Take me to that bastard." She growled out, her temper getting the better of her now that she was out of eyesight. Walter did not have to ask who she meant, it was very clear exactly who would be taking the majority of her wrath today. As he drove towards Carfax he started running over a list of things he would need to do in order to prepare for Integra's orders. He could see a solution to offer her should she ask; although he had an inkling that she had devised a similar plan in order to rectify the situation. As they pulled up to the building they could hear shouting already coming from inside the walls of the vampires' lair. As both exited the car they could distinguish that one voice was female and the other voice was male. Walter smirked, Lina and Alucard it seemed were getting along as well as the vampire could get along with another person, a small smile and soft chuckle leaving him as he followed Integra inside the ruined church. The shouting only got louder and the words were becoming more distinct, the noise leading both to the main chapel where Alucard kept his coffin. Pausing a moment they listened for a chance to interrupt the couple without having to shout to announce their own arrival.
"How can you say no! You fucking know how hard this could be for her! She looks up to you for gods know what reason and she wants you there! If you don't come she might change her mind and then have to be put through this for nothing!" Linas voice was shrill and grating on the ears, her pitch and speed making the words almost run together. Not that anyone would expect her voice to be pleasant while filled with outrage.
"I never asked for her to like me! I never asked for anyone to like me! I want to be feared! I want to respected, and most of all I WANT YOU TO LEARN YOUR FUCKING PLACE!" Alucard's' voice was painfully loud, it rattling their ear drums. The voice had been like a lion roaring, the sheer fury in that voice making them blanch a bit. Even though it sounded like Lina had brought this upon herself they felt bad for her. They expected the girl to start crying with how horrible Alucard's' voice had been, the rage between the two on the other side of the door helping soothe Integras' own anger.
"I will learn my place when you give me some respect too! You want me to fear you, I do, I'm terrified shitless of you! But this isn't about me! It's about a little girl that wants you there for moral support! She's going to be stuck in a room with one of those fucking bastards that hurt her! Seeing you there would make her feel safe asshole! She wants to scare that piece of shit so she can feel in control and the only way she can is if you are sitting there in her corner you selfish prick!" Lina's voice could not reach the same volume that Alucard's had but her passion and the message was loud and clear, she was not backing down from him.
"DID I SAY WAS NOT GOING TO GO! OF COURSE I'M GOING! THE PROBLEM IS YOU VOLUNTEERING ME FOR THINGS WITHOUT MY PERMISSION!" There was a lull in the yelling, but soft talking could be heard. "SUCKING MY COCK DOES NOT COUNT!" The door nearly rattled off its hinges and dust was falling from the ceiling above them and both looked up, worried the stones might come loose. Integra had to keep the blush from her face as the words soaked in, Walter snickering behind his hand as he moved to knock on the door. The knock was firm and confident. Walter has faced Alucard's' more severe tempers having enraged the vampire by kicking his coffin and pressing buttons on more than one occasion; and he was no stranger to the ways between a man and his bed mates. There was hushed bickering between the two before Lina opened the door, her face glowing red and they could almost feel the heat radiating off of her. Linas' eyes widened when she saw Sir Integra, realizing they must have heard their argument, and especially the part about what she did. She moved away, her eyes looking down at the floor as if intent on counting the dust particles there. Alucard had his fist embedded through the pieces of sheet metal leaning against the wall. It seems he had been planning on doing some handyman things around his own home before this little incident had broken out. It was an odd occurrence for Alucard to be willingly awake during the day. Neither of them had heard the sound of him punching the metal over his roaring. There was a moment of silence before Lina darted towards the back of the room in humiliation at having her boss knowing she had done something sexual, it was so not a line she was comfortable crossing with the iron maiden. Alucard managed to pull his fist out with an air of dignity and brushed off the dust that had settled onto his clothes. The silence in the room was thick and nearly unsettling, but Integra rose above it as quickly as Alucard did, stepping into the room with her shoulders squared and face in a serious mask. "To what do I owe you gracing my home with your presence my dear former master." He let the words roll smoothly over his lips, and one would not even know he had been shouting a moment ago.
"I just had an 'interesting' meeting with an agent of Section 13 and a certain someone that apparently has risen from the dead." Integra smirked, enjoying this chance to legitimately call his skills into question. Alucard's eyes narrowed as he tried to get to the point, during the day his temper was shorter than normal and his desire to play games was gone in the face his hatred for the sun and his instinctual desire to lay in his coffin. Lina looked over from her corner across from him with obvious confusion, wondering what Integra was talking about. "Sean Thorndale is now with Section 13, and he is here in London." Integra took more pleasure than she should have in watching Alucard's expression flow from neutral to shock and then into outright indignation. With a glance over to Lina she was taken aback by the relief and near joy in the younger girls' face. "Why on earth are you smiling you Yankee git? The man that tried to kill you is alive and well, and in the city for crying out loud." Alucard snapped his head to look at Lina as Integra pointed it out, his lips pulling back to show his terrible fangs. Lina looked at all of them and her smile fell, looking down and ashamed of herself.
"I'm happy because he is okay…he wasn't always a monster. Besides…I can understand his point of view. He gave everything for me, even though I told him not to, to try and prove he was right for me." She looked up at Alucard quickly and then away. "Besides, he has no clue I'm alive. He thinks I'm dead and that he killed me. The only person here that would be his target is Alucard because he would probably blame everything on him and sees him as an outlet for his frustration. It's not about me anymore. It's about which guy is more powerful." Lina was happy and saddened by this epiphany, realizing the cruel irony of this situation. Sean had sacrificed in a similar way to what Setareh had done, but unlike that Lina could influence this. She could set Sean free without his death. But how the fuck was she going to exercise the werewolf?
"I'm still relocating you Miss Khayam, your presence presents too much risk for the Vance residence. You won't have a guard detail like last time, since, as you pointed out, he thinks you are dead. You have two days to pack your things and be ready to move into a safe house." Integra's tone brokered no argument, but an exhausted sigh from Miss Khayam was her reply.
"I hate moving…how long would I stay in this safe house?" Lina was already dreading the bubble wrapping of all her glass collection.
"If she moved into my town home it would be less hassle for you Sir Hellsing. She would pay me for rent and you can keep both of us under your keen eye."
"What do you think the safe house is? Hellsing refurbished it years ago to use as a safe home for victims. If you want that property back you know what you have to do. You can help Miss Khayam move in and get her settled." Integra watched Alucard glare at her with half hearted disgust, knowing his other home had been lived in so many years; he must be exhausted if he was not fighting her on it.
"Give her four days. Samantha has court so everyone will be too busy to pack up. Now all of you get out so I can get some sleep or I will impale all of you." He didn't need to scream to send shivers of fear through the room, Lina quickly kissing him on the cheek before darting out ahead of Integra and Walter to go buy moving supplies.
Vance Home…6 pm
Matt was sitting down to dinner with his family, the others having gone in early to let him have the house to himself. Tomorrow was a big day, it was huge for Samantha, and everyone was trying to ignore the nervousness swimming in their stomachs. What if the case was dismissed? What if they didn't believe her? What if this hit the gossip circle? Matt prayed that it wouldn't, his poor cousin would always be haunted by the stigma of being a victim. Samantha was happily chatting up a storm about the book she had read at school, her face bright and happy. There was the sound of a key scrapping in the lock and the actual lock sliding back as the door opened. He could hear sounds of sliding along the floor and Lina grumbling about awkwardly shaped items.
"Hello Lina. We are in the dining room." He called out, letting her know she did not have the house to herself, basically telling her to come say hello to his family. She came in a few minutes later, her shoes missing and her thick coat hung up on the rack by the door. She was not used to the cold temperatures in London. She smiled as she noticed his family, waving from the entrance she was in and coming to greet them.
"Hey there, nice to see you all." Lina turned to Samantha, Matt hearing footsteps behind Linas' in the hallway and wondering who it was. "I asked and he agreed to come for you." Samantha lit up like a firework; she was so excited that she could barely stay in her chair. Lina could feel Matt glaring at her through her back, brushing it off without concern. He could kick her out if he wanted to; she was already forced to move in with Alucard. Apparently the condition for him getting his property back was to have a Hellsing agent keep tabs on him since it was a more public residence, and Lina is technically an agent now so he was going to move in with her. Lina dreaded it to be honest. Alucard was nice in visits, but could she honestly handle living with him? And what the hell was she going to tell her family? Well, she should start by letting them know she was dating someone. That would probably be the best course of action. But she knew they would think she was making the same mistake she had with Sean, but what could she do? She shouldn't have kept it a secret. Turning on her heel she turned towards Matt. "By the way, Director Wingates wants to speak with you. She is waiting in the hallway." Matt nearly jumped to his feet, mumbling an excuse as he darted out to the hallway, feeling like an ass for having her just wait here.
"Director Wingates, I am sorry, I had no idea you were waiting out here. You need to speak with me?" Matt straightened up and ran his hand back on his hair, trying to smooth it out to make himself look more presentable. He saw Integra give a small smile at his overly eager reception of her, and he felt his confidence sink lower.
"Miss Khayam is being moved to a Hellsing safe house. She will be leaving in four days. This is for both her safety as well as yours since it appears that Mr. Thorndale is not deceased as we had previously believed. You and the other residents are still allowed social interactions with her." Integra felt flattered that he had been so eager to see her; normally men were eager to go sprinting away from her. "I also wish to apologize for not responding to your letters. It seems that they were not being passed along to me." A soft look came over Integra's face as she let her body relax, not feeling as tense around him as she had to be around others. Matt felt relieved to know that she had actually cared to know that he had been sending then, and thrilled that she had wanted them.
"It's alright. You must be a busy woman. I can see how my letters would get swept up with those social invites to be forgotten in corners. There's no need to apologize. And I can't believe Lina is going to move out. Sure I hate her choice in men but…she's never done anything to make me hate her. Suppose I own her an apology before she leaves." Matt glanced over his shoulder at the dining room, making sure no stray ears were with them. "Can I ask you a question? That vampire Lina is seeing, he worked for you. Would you say he is safe around children? Samantha has been demanding he come to her trail tomorrow and to speak with him. I don't like him, but she does."
"It's completely rational to not like him. I would question your sanity if you did like him before knowing him personally." Integra let her arms rest at her sides, a small twitch of her lips as she recalled her childhood. "He is fine around children. He only wants to kill things that are a challenge. He does not see children as a challenge to kill, so he does not get aggressive towards them." She knew she had promised to not ask details, but Integra wanted to know, just so she could have her imagination settled with the truth. "What is the trail for?" Integra watched Matt's face fall before he schooled them into a mask.
"It's a family matter." Matt tried not to be rude, but he was not going to give out details. It was Samantha's choice on who she informed, he would not speak a word more than she had been taken and returned. Integra nodded in understanding, her eyes roaming the house. It was a very homey place when it hadn't been ripped apart by a monster. They were quiet for a few moments before a soft giggle drew their attention. Matt saw his aunt watching them with a twinkle in her eyes and both felt awkward under the woman's mirthful gaze.
"Matthew dear, it would be more polite to invite her into the sitting room if you two are going to talk. I raised you better than this." Janette turned and went back to the dining table and Integra felt that she would best be going. Saying her goodbyes she turned and left, Matt closing the door after her before going to finish his dinner, Lina having already slipped upstairs to start on her move.
Chapter End
Review Responses:
.snow0: Yes that last piece was cruel and my heart ached as I put Setareh through it, but it had to be done. As for what happened to Lina...I hope that we all get a kick out of my fantasy of cannibalism regarding myself. lol (9/22/18 this note applies to a plot point I have since rewritten)
FORD B: I am glad you liked the cliff hanger, and the little point of view play I did between Integra and Lina. I am glad you enjoyed reading that chapter.
SarItachi79: I am so happy that my writing actually made you cry, I wish it hadn't because it was sad crying, but I'm glad to know you have grown attached to the characters. Does the explanation change your view of him? And I know first hand about the college thing, blame it for the long time between postings. lol
DeeDovich: Your reviews always floor me, Thank you so much. I am delighted to know I keep my readers guessing because its a fear of mine that I would start just reusing things over and over again, especially after this long. I am glad that my story made you actually think and wonder what happened and am delighted to give you your answers. I was not aware that the bible had a similar story to the looking back, but I know that the idea of looking back is almost universal when it comes to life and death and crossing over, and I was proud of being able to pull it off. I am also delight to see that you get my characterizations for the two men so well and can find that fine line I'm walking when it comes to this tricky part of the story. I took your note about how things just seem to end at the interesting part, and that is because in my mind Alucard just always stops because he knows the gravity of the choice being made with her virginity not only to her but in relation to what happens if he bites her. I feel that he is kinda fang shy after how Seras turned out and after loosing his brides when Van Helsing destroyed them. I also hope the little naughty part in here is good, I tried writting it from a male perceptive but...seeing as I don't have a penis and I am extremely hesitant about writing a purely nasty (meaning using the crude words for body parts) piece because I feel like it won't fit the rest of the story, but its fitting to their style so...that is something that I have to work out eventually when I get there.