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"Empty No More"-Chapter Two: Vampires

Dark laughter came from some distant place, hidden in the shadows of her dream as Anata ran through the maze. "Dammit, I'm so lost," She cried up to the darkness above her and at that moment the green walls around her vanished just as she slammed into another dead end.
"So that's why you're here," A voice called to her, another dark laugh falling closely behind. "No! That's not why I'm here," She said back, sitting down on the dark ground as she hugged her knees to her chest and buried her face in between them, her long dark raven hair flooding around her shaking form as sobs racked her body.
"Then tell me, why are you," That dark voice said softly, just in front of her. Raising her head, Anata glimpsed the outlined form of red against the inky blackness. "Why have you come so far to disturb what peace we have left?" Puzzled, she could only tilt her head questionly, "We? There's more then one?" "Yes," a woman's voice answered behind her.
 Letting go of her knees, Anata spun around to see the outlined for of blue against the black. "But…But I just want peace too," She said in a pleading, half way whining tone. "And being here will give it to you," The woman asked, walking over to crouch in front of here. "Yes," She answered back slowly.
"Fine, you may stay," The man said behind her and she turned around to look at him, gratitude so large it was shining in her eyes. "Thank you!" "Master, is this wise," The woman behind her protested. "I do not think so, but once she comes to find out who we are, I'm not so sure she'll want to stay anyway and then she will leave us in peace once more whether or not it is on her feet out the front gates or appeasing my thirst."
"I promise I'll be no trouble," Anata was claiming ecstatically, standing slowly. A small "humph" came from the figure in front of her as his face lowered and a red eye gleamed at her from behind a pair of red orange glasses. Then he laughed his laugh and vanished, going out like a candle.
A sigh came from behind her and she turned to see the woman still standing there. "Be careful," She said softly, almost gently, "My master has a sick sense of humor." With that, she vanished as well, leaving Anata to stand in the darkness staring after them. But this time around, the void around her didn't seem so scary.
"I can stay…"

Sitting up in bed, Anata woke from her dream with a start. "What was all that about," she asked softly, not receiving any answer. Shaking her head, she lifted her gaze from the sleeping bag she had laid across a bed in an abandoned bedroom.
Freezing in an instant, she caught site of a tray of steaming food that lay on a tray at the head of the bed. "What the hell." Crawling out from the sleeping back she crawled over to the small table at the end of the bed and sniffed the food.
"Ah, Miss Velendas, I'm so glad you're awake," A voice said briskly behind her. Screaming, she tumbled to the opposite side of the bed in which the voice had come from and peeked over the edge, seeing a pale man with black hair dressed in a butler's uniform in the doorway.
"Who the hell are you," She cried, ignoring the fact that she had not bothered to sleep in clothes last night as a slow blush crept into her cheeks. "Oh yes, I'm sorry about that, my name is Walter, I am the caretaker of this house and all its guests."
"I see," She did, somewhat losing what fear she had had of him. Then, something snapped in the back of her mind and she stood excitedly. "Walter! You were Sir Integra's servant!" The man only turned around and nodded, before clearing his throat.
"Geh, erm, sorry," Anata said meekly, catching a clean sheet he tossed to her and wrapping it around herself. "Not a problem, ma'am. But please, as you see I have laid out morning tea and breakfast, eat and then bathe in the tub through that door," He said, turning when she had covered herself to motion first toward the food then toward a door at one side of the room.
Nodding, she looked to the door then back at the food, suspicion lurking in her eyes. "If you're thinking I poisoned it, I promise I didn't, I think even though you are new and we do not quite know you yet, Alucard would be rather displeased at losing a potential meal," Walter said to ease her of her worries with a chuckle.
Her head snapped up at the mention of the name and the red outlined figure from her dream appeared in her mind, laughing in its way. "Alucard…So the stories are true…," She breathed, turning her back towards the servant to sit on the edge of the bed and stare dumbfounded at the wall opposite of her, the part about maybe becoming a meal totally lost to her.
A soft chuckle came from behind her and he answered back before closing the door snugly behind him, "Yes, indeed they are, miss."
Laughing at his final remark, she ate the breakfast that was laid out for her and set down the sheet on top of her sleeping bag. Looking to the door where the shower was, she wanted more then anything else to go use it, but knew that it was not the time. "It's time to clean this place up a bit," She said softly instead, putting on a pair of blue shorts and a black tank top then pulling her long hair back into a tight bun.
Looking at herself in a dusty mirror, she laughed, then slipped on some black flip flops and opened the door, entering the still dim hall that had still not been fully lit, even though the windows faced the slowly rising sun.
Stretching, she began her exploration of the house and soon went downstairs to find Walter. Entering what looked to be a gigantic library, she stopped dead in her tracks at the sight that lay before her.
Standing around a small table were three people. Walter, of course, at the head of it, facing her direction, was struggling to pull up two large boxes from the floor. A blonde haired woman dressed in a blue uniform, standing to one side, was laughing as she helped him with the larger of the tow boxes. The third figure, a man dressed in red with long inky hair and a hat that shadowed his features, stood to the other side, sipping from what looked to be a bag full of blood.
But all of what they were doing stopped and they paused to look up at her, their voices becoming silent. The only thing heard with the loud slurping noise as the tall man finished whatever he had had in the bag and crumpled it in a fist, lifting his head to reveal the face once hidden in the shadows.
He had a faint grin plastered on his parted lips, revealing the long, sharp teeth in his mouth and had a pair of red orange sunglasses that hid the slightly glowing, red eyes behind them as he lowered his chin once more to stare at her over the rims. "Well, well, look who's risen from the dead," he said in a dark voice, laughing a wicked soft of sound as he took slow steps menacingly towards her.
"Alucard, don't scare her," Walter said softly behind him, but Anata couldn't hear his voice, for his glowing orbs had caught her in their trap and were reeling her in as if she were some sort of prized catch. Shaking her head, she realized what was happening and took steps backwards away from him until she were pressed up against a wall and had no where else to go.
Anata's breath quickened in slight fear as he stopped in front of her and leaned forward, trapping her for sure between his outstretched arms that barred her escape on both sides. Obviously sensing her distress, the man, who she now supposed was the infamous Alucard, leaned his face closer to hers as she turned hers away. Letting out a small sound of disgust, she squeezed her eyes shut as she felt something long and wet run up her neck and over her cheek.
Hearing the wicked laugh just beside her ear, she opened her eyes and stared at the grinning face of Alucard who still stood with his tongue partially hanging out, teeth biting down into it thoughtfully.
"Alucard," Anata said softly, feeling the anger rise up in her, "Let me go," She ended with a more forceful tone. Blinking in slight surprise, Alucard regained his composure in an instant and threw his head back, laughing, as he backed away from her.
Growling she took off a flip flop and smacked him across the face before stomping from the room. "Asshole!" He howled with laughter then that seemed to follow her down the hallway. 'Dammit, I forgot to ask Walter where the cleaning surprise was…'

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