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Chapter II – Forest of Flesh
"Look, master! Look how large the moon is tonight!" Seras cried out happily, excited to see the super moon that had been predicted for tonight.
This would be the first one she had seen in a long time, especially since Integra wouldn't let her to see the previous one so many years ago. She had gotten into trouble for going too far in teasing the leader of the Hellsing organisation and so was confined to the dungeons – after having an ash tray lodged into her head of course. Seras still chuckled at the memory.
But now her master was back, so that would make this even more special. It had been a few months now since her master had returned after being… incapacitated. He didn't really like to talk about it, remaining almost completely silent like he always did regarding things concerning the past. Seras didn't press for details. He was back now and that was all that mattered.
She tried to give him his space, but she always just couldn't resist hanging around him. It had been over thirty years since she had last seen him after all. Surprisingly, he didn't seem to mind. He just let her tag along, staying quiet as Seras chatted away about everything and nothing.
Tonight they had both been permitted to walk around the grounds of the estate, which especially had excited Seras. She would get to see the super moon after all. Her master hadn't been as interested in it, having seen the phenomena a thousand times before at this point. But he humoured her, walking a few paces behind Seras as she raced on ahead to find a clearing in the trees by a small fountain so she could see it better.
Despite her master's apathy, she couldn't contain her own excitement, seeing it with her vampire eyes for the first time. She clasped her hands together in wonder, her master having helped her fully regenerate her arm properly. It felt good to have it back. While she had learned to control her shadow arm, it felt great to look almost normal again. Having fingers again certainly helped with her everyday life.
"I bet you've seen the moon like this so many times now," Seras laughed, voicing her earlier thoughts.
Alucard glanced up at the moon briefly before his eyes turned back to his fledgling. "Indeed."
"Integra wouldn't let me see it last time," Seras sighed out regretfully.
"Oh?"
"Yeah. It was one of those days where she had asked if I could sense you coming back yet, and I had teased her over the fact that she obviously cares for you," Seras giggled, though she quickly stopped, wondering how her master was going to react to that.
He merely smirked. "She was just worried about her arse being left unprotected by me."
"That's not true," Seras argued. "She missed you. We all did."
"You think too highly of everyone, Police Girl."
Seras frowned not only at the nickname, but at his typical negative and cynical attitude.
"Maybe you just don't like to admit that people care about you." Seras crossed her arms stubbornly, a smirk tugging at the corner of her lips.
Alucard was never any good at this kind of stuff. Whenever she had tackled him into an embrace, he never seemed to know what to do with his arms, often choosing to pat her head and stroke her hair in return. He was convinced that he was a monster and that everyone was out to get him.
"I know that you care about me." His smirk widened.
"Of course I do!" Seras bounced up and down at the acknowledgement. "I love you!"
"Vampires don't love that way, Police Girl," her master patiently reminded her again just like the other times she had let those words slip around him. He placed his hands in his pockets, looking up at the moon again.
Seras sighed as she watched her master, the moonlight gleaming off his impossibly pale skin. She hated it when he did that. Of course vampires loved! She felt it herself every day. She loved her master. She loved Integra. She had loved Pip. She deeply cared about all of them. How could that not be love? It left her feeling rather disgruntled.
"According to you," Seras huffed out before she could stop herself. She quickly clamped her hands over her mouth, briefly glancing up at her master in alarm.
He merely laughed in response. "Yes, according to me. What I say is law and is always so."
"Yes, master, sir." Seras bowed her head. "If vampires don't love, then what do they feel?" she then asked, curious as to what her master's answer to that would be.
Alucard remained silent for a few seconds after he had turned to stare back at her. She couldn't read his expression like usual, and she certainly couldn't read his eyes for they were covered by his typical orange glasses. She felt slightly uncomfortable under his gaze, almost as if she had just said the most stupid thing possible. Perhaps she had. She was still new to all of this vampire stuff, especially since her master had been gone for over thirty years of her new life.
"You'll figure it all out one day," finally came his answer.
Seras huffed again. "I'm not a child you know, I can handle it."
"And I'm not here to spoon-feed you, Police Girl, there are some things in this life that you need to find and figure out on your own. I can't always be by your side to give you all of the answers," Alucard explained, his usual crazed smirk hiding any other emotions that Seras could hope to try and translate. "Love is a shallow and weak emotion for humans. That's all I'm going to tell you."
"But…" Seras tried to argue. "But I love you… and I love Integra… and Pi –"
"Police Girl…" Alucard warned.
"Sorry, master, it's just –"
"You are to stop wasting time on this matter, do I make myself clear?" Alucard ordered, raising his voice slightly, but not enough to a point where he was shouting at her.
"Yes, master," Seras replied in defeat.
"You still have so much to learn. There's only so much I can teach you while I'm tied to the Hellsing organisation. There's only so much Integra will permit me to teach you," he said that last part with a hint of frustration. As if to emphasise his point, the marks on the back of his gloves glowed slightly, as if in reaction to one of his thoughts.
"Well… Integra is getting old…" Seras said rather sadly. "And she doesn't have any children."
Alucard said nothing.
"Does that mean when Integra… y'know… you'll be free?" Seras dared to ask.
Again, Alucard said nothing.
"Because if so, you can teach me everything then. There will be nothing left for me here too when Integra… y'know." Seras really hated these thoughts, but she had to be practical. Alucard was bound to the family line, and the family line ended with Integra. Surely that had to mean her master would finally be free?
Part of her was excited, but also scared of that prospect. It meant that her master would finally be completely uninhibited. She had seen him when he had been able to use his powers to their full potential back when they were fighting Millennium, and in all honesty, it had frightened her. Would she be able to do all of that one day? The very thought sent a shiver of fear down her spine. Would her master still want her around?
"Yes, Seras, I would still want you around," her master responded, reading her thoughts.
Seras could feel her face growing hot slightly before she froze as she realised something. "You… you said my name again…"
Alucard's smirk turned into a mischievous one. "No I didn't, Police Girl."
"You so did! I have super vampire hearing now y'know!" Seras protested.
"I'm not sure you're even a real vampire if you believe that you can feel things like love." He said it as if it was the most dirty word in the world.
"You bastard," Seras growled out in annoyance as she flicked water from the fountain at her master before she realised what she was doing. However, she quickly froze once again at her actions, watching in horror as water dripped down his long red coat and through his thick black hair. His expression remained blank and Seras swore that she could hear a pin drop.
She had gone too far. She had stupidly disrespected her master.
Before Seras could apologise though, she could feel something snaking around her waist. She glanced down and yelped at the site of a shadowy tentacle coiling around her before it tossed her forward. In the blink of an eye, Seras found herself face first in the water fountain. The cold water soaked into her uniform and filled her lungs as she involuntarily gasped. She quickly pushed herself out of the shallow water, coughing up the water she had accidentally inhaled.
She gazed up at her master in shock before glowering at him as he stood before her. His glasses were now gone, allowing her to see the playful glint in his eyes as he smirked down at her triumphantly.
"Hey, no fair!" Seras yelled as she climbed back over the fountain's edge and back onto the path. Water dripped off her as she did so, and this only served to amuse her master even more.
Seras was about scold him some more when she caught site of something out of the corner of her eye. Her red eyes locked onto the tall figure standing and watching them from one of the windows in the large manor house. The glow from the cigar was unmistakable. Integra watched the two of them with a thoughtful and calculating expression on her face, though Seras couldn't think why. Things had been so quiet lately. What did Integra have to worry about?
Still, Seras smiled and gave Integra an exaggerated wave, hoping that maybe she would come down and join them in this fun moment. Alucard followed her gaze, and his face remained blank and neutral as he too caught site of Integra watching them. Seras lowered her hand as she watched the two of them, both seeming to have a silent conversation with their eyes while Seras was kept out of the loop. She didn't like it. It gave her a sinking feeling.
After what felt like an eternal standoff, Integra closed the curtains, finally blocking herself from view.
"Is… is she okay?" Seras asked, her voice full of concern.
"She's fine," Alucard replied flatly. "We best go back inside if we want to avoid punishment."
Since when did her master care about being punished? Seras couldn't help but think that to herself. He was the bad influence here, not her. He was always pushing his luck and breaking the rules, causing him to be confined to his dungeon like a naughty child. Seras was the good girl, despite her love of goofing off and playing around.
She loved it here with her new little family, and she didn't think anything could spoil it now that her master was back.
Seras groaned as her eyes began to flutter open, only to immediately close again. It felt like her body had been hit by a one hundred ton truck. Whatever she had done last night, she definitely wouldn't be doing it again in a hurry. At least her hunger was quenched… for now. Her limbs still ached though, even though they shouldn't. She had fed. At least that was the last thing she remembered. So she shouldn't be feeling the way she did right now.
But she needed to get up. She needed to keep moving. Seras knew that she had a knack for attracting every danger and trouble within a hundred mile radius. If a powerful vampire caught her scent, she would be done for. Especially since she wasn't sure if she was in anybody's so called territory or not.
Groaning again, Seras finally forced her eyes to open, the light from the setting sun shining down next to her, slightly burning her skin from its close proximity. Luckily, something seemed to be covering her body, protecting most of her from the harmful rays. Whatever it was, it felt wet and almost slimy. Moss perhaps? Seras' last memories were of being in the middle of a forest. She must have instinctively covered herself with it before she had passed out when the sun had begun to rise.
Red filled her vision followed swiftly by the unmistakable stench of death.
Gasping, Seras quickly pushed herself up off the ground before falling backwards, landing on her butt in something else soft and squishy. It felt cold and wet against her skin, and the stench grew even stronger, almost burning her nose. That was when Seras' eyes widened.
The… the mess in front of her…
What had happened…?
What had she done?!
Scattered around in front of her were the remains of what, Seras presumed, were once human. Though it was almost hard to tell. The scene could put any wild animal killing to shame. Flies buzzed around her in the air as her eyes took in the scene before her, and once again, the smell of death almost made her choke. Body parts were strewn around in front of her, most of them now barely recognisable. And Seras had been laying in the middle of it all.
Blood was splattered up against the trees and rocks, though most of it stained the muddy ground beneath her. Internal organs hung from the branches, entrails dangling in front of her like sinister ropes and vines, almost as if she was in the middle of a forest made purely of human flesh. Some limbs had remained almost perfectly intact as they lay either scattered on the ground or shoved into stumps or holes in the trees. Heads were ripped from their bodies, some of their skulls caved in, spilling brain matter out. Their expressions now permanently locked in an eternal horror.
Seras looked down to see that she was covered in blood and other kinds of goo and slime that made her shiver in fear. She then screamed and launched herself into a standing position again upon realising that the soft and squishy material beneath her was a clump of human organs that had been rendered almost unrecognisable. Flies swarmed around the flesh, the humidity of the evening speeding up the decomposition and festering and unbearable stench.
If Seras still had a working heart, it surely would have stopped beating right now.
"W-what…?" Seras found herself choking out before gagging.
This was one of the worst massacres she had ever seen. Had… had she done this?!
Seras couldn't remember anything. Her mind was a complete blank slate when she tried to recall any memories after drinking one of the male camper's blood. Had she fallen into a blood rage? That seemed to be the most likely explanation, but Seras had never known herself to do anything on this scale before. Their bodies had been left far too mangled to return as ghouls.
The fact that she had no memory terrified her even more. She had no idea she was capable of something so horrific, especially towards humans. These men… they had lives. Families and children perhaps. She had taken it all from them. Sure they had been drunken man-whores, but did that mean they deserved a death sentence? Seras had never robbed lives like this before. Her first taste of human blood had been willing and consensual. The blood she had managed to drink while in exile had always been hideous criminals. This… this was something else… something entirely new…
It scared her.
Blood tears burned Seras' eyes as she turned away, staring down at her hands, unable to bear the sight of the scene before her any longer. Her hands were covered in dry blood, and Seras had to resist the urge of reaching down with her tongue to lap it all up. But her insatiable thirst had almost been fully quenched, so Seras now finally had the willpower to stop herself.
Her clothes were even more ripped than they had been in the first place, as if her prey had tried to fight back. That made Seras feel all the more guilty. She had obviously toyed with her food rather than granting them the quick deaths she had always tried to ensure when feeding. Why had she gone so far? It was purely sadistic, nothing more. It was murder.
Seras squeaked at the thought, wrapping her arms tightly around her torso as if she was trying to hold herself together. This was all too much for her to handle. No doubt her master would have been proud of this and made her look upon what she had done with pride. Humans were nothing but flesh to sustain them and nothing more, even if her master did find them intriguing sometimes. But Seras couldn't… she wouldn't…
It was this very attitude that had caused her master to cast her aside in the first place…
Guilt was quickly replaced by anger.
"IS THIS WHAT YOU FUCKING WANTED, MASTER?!" Seras screamed into the tree canopy as she flung her arms out to the side, slowly spinning around as she showed off the scene before her. "WOULD THIS HAVE MADE YOU HAPPY?! IS THIS WHAT WOULD HAVE MADE YOU KEEP ME?!"
But there was no reply.
There was no movement, not even from any animals. They had long since fled from the presence of the monster that stood amongst its slaughter.
Seras' own head remained silent. No sign of her master at all. She had not heard his voice since she had fled. But he had to still be there, surely? No matter where Seras had been in the past, she could always hear her master's voice inside her head. But no amount of desperate searching inside herself could provide any hint of his presence. He had vanished like he had never existed in the first place. It was a very lonely feeling, especially right now when she needed something more grounded to cling onto.
Her head spun as she grabbed hold of a large branch to steady herself. The world around her was spinning and she almost felt drunk. She was alone. So very very alone. She had been alone for god knows how long at this point. Time had lost all meaning to her. Every night was now a simple fight for survival. She wasn't living anymore, she was simply existing.
Was this what it was like for other vampires out there? Did they have to learn exactly the way that she did? The vampire world truly was a survival of the fittest world. It was kill or be killed. It was so primal… so animalistic… It frightened the trace of humanity that Seras still clung to while it sent a shiver of pleasure through her vampire side. Bring it on, she could hear it purr.
But Seras didn't want this. She didn't want to be part of any fighting or battles for power and dominance. It was what her vampire side hungered for, she could feel that from the very first moment she had awoken to her new life. Her master had explained that it was natural. It was the vampire way of life. They were the greatest parasites of this world. Utterly selfish creatures seeking nothing but their own desires for blood and power.
She knew covens and vampire societies existed out there, but the vampire world was still very much centred on the individual. It had always reminded Seras of the sharks and large fish she would sometimes see in zoos and aquariums. Smaller fish always followed and clung to the bigger and more powerful predators. That was what Seras assumed was what vampire society was like for those who decided to forgo a nomadic lifestyle. Was that what life had been like for her master before he was enslaved? He had been the biggest and most powerful shark of all time. How many small and insignificant fish had followed him? She supposed that everyone was small and insignificant to him. How many had he tolerated? How many had he killed on a mere whim?
Vampires didn't follow him out of a human-like sense of loyalty or duty. No. They followed him because they feared him.
A chill ran down Seras' spine at the thought.
How much longer now? How much longer could Sir Integra's weak and frail human body hold out? When the inevitable happened, would her master return to reclaim his throne? He had never discussed what he would do when his enslavement ended, always cutting off the subject when Seras had asked. All she knew was that she would follow him no matter what. He was all that she had.
Seras had even tried to bring up the subject with Integra once before, curious as to whether she had planned for such an occasion, though stupidly it had never occurred to Seras that the last person Integra would tell her plans to was the servant of the very danger her family sought to protect the world from. It had earned her a very stern look at the time. Seras had come to think of the Hellsing organisation so much like family that she often forgot the obvious boundaries that were put in place for a reason. Sir Integra was her friend, but she was also her master's master. She was the queen bee of the complicated network within Hellsing.
So Seras was completely in the dark about everything. If her master did intend to take his place as unquestioned king again, that would mean he would return to the continent. Then what? Would he come for her? Her scent and presence would be all over the place by now and Seras knew that he could easily track her down, especially since she was his fledgling. Would he kill her? He had vowed that he would if he ever saw her again. Was this all just another one of his stupid games?
Seras could feel even more fear rising within herself. She raised one of her blood stained hands even further to cover the scar of his bite on her neck – an eternal reminder of who she belonged to. The reminder and signal to everyone of who had created her. It was the very target that labelled her as a draculina.
She needed to get out of here.
With that thought, Seras fled from the bloody scene behind her. The corpses would be found eventually, either by other humans or by another vampire. Either option placed her in a danger. She had to squash her feelings of guilt for now and focus on nothing other than survival, just like she had always had to do after her exile.
Her limbs still ached, but Seras was able to ignore them much more easily now. She was stronger, faster and more powerful than she was before. Hopefully this blood would carry her through to the end of Europe, though Seras wasn't holding her breath. She needed to flee Europe. She had been stupid to stay around here in the first place. Perhaps she should flee to Asia? No that could easily be accessed on foot too. Plus that meant going through the most eastern areas of Europe – an area that was a no-go zone for her. She could hypnotise her way onto a plane and head to the Americas? Surely it would be much harder to track her down there? Another problem there was she didn't know how to hypnotise people yet. There were too many flaws in every plan that she came up with.
Seras had become so wrapped up in her thoughts that she had barely registered the sinister presence that now seemed to be tracking her down. Though her stupidity and inexperience struggled to grasp what was going on, her innate instincts finally managed to put herself on high alert. The draculina turned her thoughts away from her plans to attempting to get a sense of why she was feeling so on edge.
She kept running, closing her eyes briefly to try and open her third eye.
Someone was following her. Someone dark and powerful.
Shit.
Seras quickened her pace, hoping that her pursuer would soon get bored and leave her alone. They must have picked her scent up somewhere and become curious. She'd had a lucky escape with an elder vampire the previous night, so she really didn't fancy her chances again tonight. Why couldn't everyone just leave her alone? Was this what her master had wanted? For her to be chased and on the run for the rest of her mortal life? Or at least until she finally succumbed to the much more powerful vampires out there.
Her chaser was getting closer. Seras could feel it. He was much faster than her. He must only be a few miles back now, and this made the young vampire panic even more. She tried to get a feel for her new enemy in the hopes of finding a weakness in time for him catching up to her. He was a male and he was older, larger, more powerful and intent on pursuing her. She could almost reach into his mind and sense the fixation. He couldn't believe the scent he was tracking…
This was a hunt.
That was all Seras needed to hear to push her body to its limits. But it wasn't enough. It only caused her to sprint a tiny bit faster. Nothing compared to the much more mature vampire. She wasn't even properly paying attention to where she was going now. Trees collapsed under the force of her sprinting past them and branches snapped off against her body. She tried weaving in and out of different areas in the hopes of causing her scent to disperse itself, but it only served in slowing her down while her hunter gained on her.
Seras' legs were about to collapse in protest before they were swept from under her instead. A loud scream erupted from her mouth before she could stop herself. She couldn't show fear. She refused. If this was her end, then she wasn't going to go down without a fight. She had defied death before and she was going to continue to mock and laugh in its face as it finally claimed her.
Her body rolled and the world around her blurred. A large boulder finally halted her movement and the rock crunched from the collision – as did most of Seras' bones. She yelped in pain as she finally came to a stop, laying on her back and staring up at the stars that were beginning to twinkle above her. She supposed there were much worse sights to see before she died.
The beautiful view, however, was swiftly cut off by a male vampire pinning her down. His face blocked her vision, and Seras glared up at her captor, hissing as he pinned her wrists above her head, preventing her from fighting back. She wiggled and wrestled against him with all her might, but she might as well be trying to fight against titanium. She was trapped.
Her captor was so much larger than her and his muscles strained against the black suit that he wore. His hair was brown and wild, curling away from his scalp like devil horns. His eyes were a dark red as he gazed down at her hungrily.
"Was haben wir hier?" The male vampire moved to pin Seras' wrists with only one hand while moving the other down to run one of his long nails along her cheek and down to her chin. "Eine Draculina schlampe."
"Let me go!" Seras growled out, still trying to thrash her way free.
"Another English one?" The male vampire spoke with a thick German accent before he laughed. "Well well, His Majesty certainly has a thing for English girls it would seem."
Seras growled again, trying to reach her legs up to kick him off her, but he pinned them down with his own.
"What a rare treasure to catch indeed," the male vampire continued speaking as he leaned down to breathe in her scent. Seras cringed away in response, but she could do nothing else as he pressed his nose against her neck before pulling back again.
"Still a virgin too…" he almost growled out. "How… tempting…"
Seras froze.
"You would fetch a fine price if I was to sell you. A virgin Draculina. You must be the only one in this entire world of your kind. A very unique creature indeed. I wonder how much the other vampires of this world would be willing to pay for you," he mused, moving to stare down at her greedily. "So powerful yet still so young and weak…"
Seras began thrashing again, really not liking the way this conversation was going. She had no idea that vampires trafficked each other, but then again, she guessed that she shouldn't be surprised. There was no way in hell she was going to let that happen. She would rip them all to pieces.
"But then again…" He began thinking out loud again. "Why would I want to bypass the opportunity to indulge in something this exquisite?"
"Like hell you will!" Seras snapped back.
This only made her captor laugh. "Such fire and tenacity." He squeezed her tighter. "Now hush, girl, or I will break you!"
Seras gritted her teeth as she glared back at him.
"I'll just have to beat that attitude out of you. After all, your master isn't around to stake his claim, is he? At least I'm assuming that's why he created you." He grinned as he began stroking her cheek again.
Seras recoiled in horror and disgust.
"You're all on your own out here…" His fingers prodded the bite mark on her neck, causing them to burn her slightly. She gasped and her chest heaved as she once against began thrashing against him. It felt so… so… wrong. So forbidden for him to have touched her there. It was almost as if he had reached insider her body and touched her very soul. It was invasive and her mark continued to burn, scalding her skin, protesting as it was touched by someone other than herself and its creator.
"Doesn't it just burn?" The male vampire growled pleasurably as he continued to torment her. "To be touched this way and there is nothing you or your master can do about it? You fledglings are so easy to control once you know what buttons to press."
He slammed his fingers down on the bite mark again and Seras screamed. It was like a red hot poker had been pressed against her neck. Her thoughts scattered and she was rendered completely incapacitated. It felt so so so wrong. This was one of the greatest sins that anyone could commit against her. Meanwhile her captor laughed loudly as she thrashed and withered around like she was having a seizure.
"Awww, I'm sorry, does that hurt?" he mocked her with feign concern.
He pressed harder and Seras screamed again.
"Where's your master, Draculina?" he growled. "Where is his almighty majesty who could be so easily enslaved by a human? That filth is unworthy of being the vampire king. He deserves to have his fledgling defiled for having such a weakness! He can probably sense it right now. Can you hear me in there, Dracula?" He stared directly into Seras' eyes looking deranged. "You get to watch as I de-flower this precious little creature you created."
Seras growled before spitting in his face.
The male vampire froze, his eyes closing as Seras' saliva made contact with his face. The whole world froze, but Seras held her ground, continuing to glare up at vampire before her. Her whole body vibrated as the male vampire snarled.
"You fucking whore!" he yelled before releasing Seras from his weight, only to pick her up by her wrists, swinging her through the air before she was slammed against the boulder she had collided with earlier.
An involuntary gasp of pain was squeezed out of her when her body made contact with the boulder once again. This time the boulder shattered upon impact, sending pieces of rock flying in every direction. All of the air had been knocked out of her body and Seras definitely heard the cracks of her ribcage. Pieces of bone splintered inside her, stabbing into her internal organs and forcing her to cough up blood.
Seras wheezed and shivered from the force of the impact. It felt like a part of her ribs or spine had lodged itself into her windpipe as breathing suddenly became extremely difficult and painful. It was like someone was slicing her body in half with a hot knife every time she breathed in and out.
But before Seras had time to register what had happened or fight back, she felt another force slam against her chest, once again sending her through the air. This time she landed in a broken heap on the ground, her limbs flailing around like a rag doll after having been dislocated.
Come on! Heal! Seras pleaded with her body, terrified at the thought of being paralysed while this monster had its way with her.
The male vampire laughed as he pinned her down once again, baring his sharp teeth at her before one of his hands reached down to try and tear away at the remainder of her clothes.
"I never understood what he saw in feisty women. Too much hard work," the male mumbled before chuckling. "I'll teach you your place, bitch."
Seras managed to regain some of the movement in her arms, growling and snarling as she fought against his wandering hands that were now attempting to rip her jeans away as well. This earned another snarl from her attacker who then grabbed her by the hair before slamming her head against the ground. Her skull shattered on impact and Seras once again fell limp, fighting to stay conscious. She was losing too much blood. Her body was growing weaker and weaker… Soon she would be unable to fight him off…
There was another grunt and a growl, and suddenly it felt like the weight atop of Seras had vanished. Her whole body screamed in pain and she trembled in fear as more snarls filled the air not far from her. It sounded and felt like there was more than one powerful vampire around now. Were they fighting over her now? This was her chance to get away, but her body remained paralysed as her limbs had yet to properly heal. She needed to turn into a shadow, but she was so weak… so weak…
Her eyes were beginning to close against her will.
Fear jolted through her again as she felt cold arms wrapping around her broken body, lifting her off the ground.
"It's okay," a familiar sounding female voice reassured her. "Sleep, Seras Victoria, for no harm will come to you now."
Then everything went black.
Sometimes my own imagination disturbs me. I'm not sure when I'll be able to get the next chapter out, but hopefully sometime within the next two weeks. It all depends on whether work decide to be nice to me or not. I just wanted to get this chapter out to try and get the story going a bit more for you guys. I also apologise for my awful German. My grammar in other languages can be the worst. In the meantime, please feel free to share your thoughts in a review for me!
