Yay for Hellsing and Dracula for making this epic possible! And yay for
fanfiction.net for hosting fics like these, because without them, my ideas
would never be known!
We're hitting a new milestone. Twenty Chapters. It's not the longest thing
I've ever written, but it's going to give the original Love and Loss series
a true run for its money.
But God help us if I ever create anything else that requires the use of
FIVE five subject spiral notebooks just to hold every chapter. This fic's
just about to break the one five subject spiral notebook barrier.
And I'm rambling in my intro, sorry. Read, Review, and enjoy your day!
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May 26
Why in God's name did I ever agree to visit my mother now that I am part of the infernal undead? Lady Elizabeth has been quite rude toward me, much to the chagrin of her sister and nephew. Granted, the Wingates-Stuart family is Catholic, but even they do not deserve to witness the treatment I am receiving while with child.
I must remember to write my aunt a note thanking her about how wonderful she is making this holiday in the country. Not once has she mentioned my absolutely obvious change though she has noticed it, but then again, though she knows I am a monster, she still sees me as human, something my mother could never do.
Spencer seemed a little disappointed in my choosing Harker as my husband and successor to the Hellsing Organization. In hindsight, I can see that though he is Catholic, Spencer is more level-headed and would forsake his pope for the Queen just to lead my Organization.
Perhaps Harker should meet with an untimely accident.
I also cannot believe that my bloody husband decided to follow us to Kent. My mother did want to see him, but he could have gone on his own at a later date after I met with my untimely demise while delivering my daughter. But no. He just had to make sure that I looked like the fool by being incredibly sweet and loving, and seemingly not being able to keep his hands off of me. The attention did nothing but remind my body of what I am depriving it of, and so as I wait for Alucard to return, I am longing for any sort of sexual contact just to feed those base desires I now crave.
Alucard be damned to the same hell Harker will be in. My love disappeared without a trace tonight. He is probably out searching for a live victim among the rabble that is seeking death in this area, and I don't know if I can control myself when he returns if he smells of fresh blood. It is difficult enough to watch him partake in meals of medical or synthetic blood, and I will be positively mad if fresh blood is near me.
My child seems to have gone dormant for the time, as she moves ever so slightly just occasionally, and there is no growth or development happening at this time. I am relieved since I did not want to see her come before the month was over, which at the rate she had been developing would have been altogether possible.
I hope that I will be good to her, my little Devries. I know it is a highly original name, but that is the name I have decided my child will be called. I should have some say in her life since I will be dead as far as the world is concerned after she is born. I informed the group of my decision on a name for my child, and Harker seemed pleased with the choice, while my mother keeps asking that I choose a more traditional moniker for her grandchild.
But my mother also does not believe that I know I am having a daughter yet, feeling it is too early for me to know such a thing.
Alas, I sense that Alucard will be returning shortly, so I best be heading off to sleep and hiding my journal from all possible readers.
~Argetni
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May 26
Why in God's name did I ever agree to visit my mother now that I am part of the infernal undead? Lady Elizabeth has been quite rude toward me, much to the chagrin of her sister and nephew. Granted, the Wingates-Stuart family is Catholic, but even they do not deserve to witness the treatment I am receiving while with child.
I must remember to write my aunt a note thanking her about how wonderful she is making this holiday in the country. Not once has she mentioned my absolutely obvious change though she has noticed it, but then again, though she knows I am a monster, she still sees me as human, something my mother could never do.
Spencer seemed a little disappointed in my choosing Harker as my husband and successor to the Hellsing Organization. In hindsight, I can see that though he is Catholic, Spencer is more level-headed and would forsake his pope for the Queen just to lead my Organization.
Perhaps Harker should meet with an untimely accident.
I also cannot believe that my bloody husband decided to follow us to Kent. My mother did want to see him, but he could have gone on his own at a later date after I met with my untimely demise while delivering my daughter. But no. He just had to make sure that I looked like the fool by being incredibly sweet and loving, and seemingly not being able to keep his hands off of me. The attention did nothing but remind my body of what I am depriving it of, and so as I wait for Alucard to return, I am longing for any sort of sexual contact just to feed those base desires I now crave.
Alucard be damned to the same hell Harker will be in. My love disappeared without a trace tonight. He is probably out searching for a live victim among the rabble that is seeking death in this area, and I don't know if I can control myself when he returns if he smells of fresh blood. It is difficult enough to watch him partake in meals of medical or synthetic blood, and I will be positively mad if fresh blood is near me.
My child seems to have gone dormant for the time, as she moves ever so slightly just occasionally, and there is no growth or development happening at this time. I am relieved since I did not want to see her come before the month was over, which at the rate she had been developing would have been altogether possible.
I hope that I will be good to her, my little Devries. I know it is a highly original name, but that is the name I have decided my child will be called. I should have some say in her life since I will be dead as far as the world is concerned after she is born. I informed the group of my decision on a name for my child, and Harker seemed pleased with the choice, while my mother keeps asking that I choose a more traditional moniker for her grandchild.
But my mother also does not believe that I know I am having a daughter yet, feeling it is too early for me to know such a thing.
Alas, I sense that Alucard will be returning shortly, so I best be heading off to sleep and hiding my journal from all possible readers.
~Argetni