When I awoke the next morning I was shocked to discover that I was in my
room, my clothes changed and my wrist bandaged. Not remember doing any of
this myself, I sat up and looked around the room. Sitting on a chair
beside the bed was a man in 17th century garb, sleeping. It took me a
moment to remember the events of the night before, but when I did I smiled
and proceeded to get ready for another day of Internet searching. As I
watched him, it dawned on me that he had changed my clothes. I was a
little embarrassed, but since it would be another nine hours before he
would wake up, I decided to forget about it, unless he mentioned it. I
threw open the curtains to let the sun in, but as I did, I remembered the
vampire behind me and resisted. I left him in the room and spent the rest
of the day in Integra's office, researching the history of the house.
Around 5:30 the sun went down and Alucard woke up. He scared me half to death when he came in the room; he suddenly appeared behind me, his gloved hands on my shoulders. He laughed when I jumped and smirked down at me. Taking a seat on the desk, I wish he had taken the couch because it made me a bit uncomfortable to have him that close. At first we said nothing, he stared at the back of the computer while I typed more of the history up. Finally he spoke and I jumped again in surprise.
".How long have you owned this house?"
"No more then a week. Why do you ask?"
"I am bound to this castle and its inhabitants."
"Ah.in other words, you serve the one that owns the mansion?"
He didn't really answer me, he just growled in a low voice. For some reason he reminded me of a guard dog, loyal, but not all together tamed. We sat in silence for a moment, until my curiosity got the better of me.
"What happened to Sir Integra? She was too young to have died from anything physical, lung cancer perhaps.but."
"She was mortal and refused my offer."
"Offer? What offer?"
"Human's haven't learned much in these past few years have they? Strange creatures, you wish to live forever, yet when immortality is offered you refuse. Something about loosing your dignity."
He scoffed and growled again before standing and walking towards the window. I watched him closely, not too certain of his intensions, after all I had offered him my blood last night. He was watching the moon, it was nearly full and in its light I could see his facial features more clearly. He was not the most handsome creature I had seen, but then again he has been dead for several hundred years. He looked almost human, no longer as pale as the night before; his eyes were a bright ruby red, barely visible behind the yellow tint of the sunglasses; I wanted to reach up and take them off, but fearing the consequences of touching him, I figured it best to wait a while. He looked at me; I suppose he felt me staring at him.
"You, on the other hand, surprise me. You offered your blood without fear, I could have killed you, had I wanted."
"But you didn't. Um.Alucard?"
The look on his face when I called him by name was on of confusion and an ancient loss.
"Yes my master?"
"Did you kill her?"
"."
That was the only answer he would give me, and look on his face was saddened, almost pained with something he would not share. Eventually he would tell me, but not now. We had other things to discuss. Throughout the night we continued our questionnaire, he told me myriad things about the family, including his fight with the butler in WWII against the Nazis and the young Integra's shock when she found him the first time, in the same state I had.
"She feared me, though after the deaths of her Uncle's men, I suppose she had good reason. For such a young one, she held her ground without falter. I would have killed her then, if not for her spirit, she proved she was that man's daughter, even while the gun was jerking in her hands."
He never referred to Mr. Hellsing as anything but 'that man' and I must say after the first few times I was ready to slap him for it. The way he spoke about Integra made me believe that there was some kind of connection between the two, but before he would get too far into their relationship he would stop and wait for another question. We sat up all night, until about 6:00 am, right before sunrise. He stood and left me alone, fading into the darkness and leaving me alone. I had been up for almost 24 hours straight, and now it was time for some much needed sleep.
Around 5:30 the sun went down and Alucard woke up. He scared me half to death when he came in the room; he suddenly appeared behind me, his gloved hands on my shoulders. He laughed when I jumped and smirked down at me. Taking a seat on the desk, I wish he had taken the couch because it made me a bit uncomfortable to have him that close. At first we said nothing, he stared at the back of the computer while I typed more of the history up. Finally he spoke and I jumped again in surprise.
".How long have you owned this house?"
"No more then a week. Why do you ask?"
"I am bound to this castle and its inhabitants."
"Ah.in other words, you serve the one that owns the mansion?"
He didn't really answer me, he just growled in a low voice. For some reason he reminded me of a guard dog, loyal, but not all together tamed. We sat in silence for a moment, until my curiosity got the better of me.
"What happened to Sir Integra? She was too young to have died from anything physical, lung cancer perhaps.but."
"She was mortal and refused my offer."
"Offer? What offer?"
"Human's haven't learned much in these past few years have they? Strange creatures, you wish to live forever, yet when immortality is offered you refuse. Something about loosing your dignity."
He scoffed and growled again before standing and walking towards the window. I watched him closely, not too certain of his intensions, after all I had offered him my blood last night. He was watching the moon, it was nearly full and in its light I could see his facial features more clearly. He was not the most handsome creature I had seen, but then again he has been dead for several hundred years. He looked almost human, no longer as pale as the night before; his eyes were a bright ruby red, barely visible behind the yellow tint of the sunglasses; I wanted to reach up and take them off, but fearing the consequences of touching him, I figured it best to wait a while. He looked at me; I suppose he felt me staring at him.
"You, on the other hand, surprise me. You offered your blood without fear, I could have killed you, had I wanted."
"But you didn't. Um.Alucard?"
The look on his face when I called him by name was on of confusion and an ancient loss.
"Yes my master?"
"Did you kill her?"
"."
That was the only answer he would give me, and look on his face was saddened, almost pained with something he would not share. Eventually he would tell me, but not now. We had other things to discuss. Throughout the night we continued our questionnaire, he told me myriad things about the family, including his fight with the butler in WWII against the Nazis and the young Integra's shock when she found him the first time, in the same state I had.
"She feared me, though after the deaths of her Uncle's men, I suppose she had good reason. For such a young one, she held her ground without falter. I would have killed her then, if not for her spirit, she proved she was that man's daughter, even while the gun was jerking in her hands."
He never referred to Mr. Hellsing as anything but 'that man' and I must say after the first few times I was ready to slap him for it. The way he spoke about Integra made me believe that there was some kind of connection between the two, but before he would get too far into their relationship he would stop and wait for another question. We sat up all night, until about 6:00 am, right before sunrise. He stood and left me alone, fading into the darkness and leaving me alone. I had been up for almost 24 hours straight, and now it was time for some much needed sleep.