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"Empty No More" –Chapter Four: The Tool
"You bastard, get out! GET OUT," Anata's scream echoed through the house and Seras sighed, looking at Walter, who looked at her, with an exasperated expression. Just then, Alucard appeared, chuckling, and stepped out of the shadows of the library to join them in the meeting they had planned the previous day.
Sighing, Walter looked at him as he stepped up to the table and asked, "Why do you continue to pester that poor child?" At that, Alucard threw his head back and shook, like a leaf in the wind, as he roared with laughter, only replying after he had calmed down enough to speak, "I'm trying to get her to use whatever power she's hiding from us."
"Huh," both his servant and Walter exclaimed, tilting their heads in confusion. Appearing as if it were nothing special, Alucard leaned back against a wall and said in a matter of fact way, "A couple of weeks ago I had the good fortune of tasting that girl's blood but something was different about it. Instead of tasting like that of a normal human's blood, like it should, it had the spice of sorcery in it."
Grinning, he looked up at the ceiling wistfully before continuing, "Like wild fire…I haven't tasted anything like that in a long while. But, since she does not wish to show it or does not seem aware of its existence in that poor excuse for a body, I'm trying to find other ways to bring it out…It could be useful." Sighing, Seras shook her head and spoke softly, "Master, she is a civilian, we have no reason to bring her into our problems nor do we even have the right."
Shoving off the wall, Alucard walked to the table, pulling a chair from one side and plopped himself into it. "It doesn't mater, Miss Victoria, if she is a tool, we will use her." "That's hardly fair," Walter protested, as he looked up from a laptop screen to shoot him a dark look. "We will not put her through that, I will not allow it!"
Sitting up, Alucard slammed his hands down on the surface of the wooden table, his eyes taking on a crazed look as he snapped back, "What the hell is she good for then, a meal? You and I both know that if Integra were still here, that's exactly what she would have done!" Walter stood, coming face to face with him, retorting, "Well as sad as I am to say it, Integra is not here, and unlike you, she can't come back from the dead, Alucard!"
"Walter, Alucard, stop your bickering," Seras growled in annoyance to them both, placing her hands in between them. Growling, Alucard turned and walked away, opening the door to leave. "Wait, we still haven't discussed our plans of action," Walter yelled after him. "Well I'm done discussing anything," Alucard said back before walking out and slamming the door behind him.
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Fuming, Anata paced around her room, her mind reeling in anger. "Just who does he think he is," She muttered to herself. Just a few minutes earlier, she'd been sitting in the bath, minding her own business, when all of a sudden the water around her had gone inky black. If that hadn't been enough to scare the shit out of her, what made the situation worse was that little red eyes were beginning to open around her, turning their gaze upon her goose bumpy flesh.
She'd screamed then and leapt from the tub, grabbing the towel to try and rub the stuff from her skin, but it was then she realized that the only thing appearing on her skin was the clearness of the water she had been bathing in originally. Turning, she set her gaze upon the bath water to find that it had once more returned to its normal state as a wicked laugh began to fill her ears in the bathroom.
Feeling the anger rise within her, she had screamed again, "You bastard! Get out, GET OUT!" At that point, Alucard had come to stand before her, arms held up at his sides in a shrugging gesture as his laughter continued to pour from his mouth. Quickly pulling the towel around her middle to hide her exposed body, Anata had grabbed a hair brush from the counter and raised it to strike him.
Before she could, he turned and tore open the door, dashing from the bathroom as he looked over his shoulder, a smirk glued to his lips. "Alucard, if you weren't already dead, I'd kill you," She'd shrieked, following in pursuit, struggling to keep the towel closed as she had dashed across her bedroom after him. With one last crazed laugh, Alucard passed through the door to escape her rage.
Ripping it open, Anata stepped into the hallway in time to see him disappear into the shadows, screaming after him as he did, "Alucard, you just wait until you go to sleep!"
Sighing as the memory finished playing out in her head, Anata sat down on the bed, still wrapped in her towel, and lay her head back against the comforter. "Alucard, you asshole," She murmured, closing her eyes and covering her mouth as she yawned widely.
Just as she was about to drift into a light slumber, a loud slam came from behind her and she sat up, alarmed, to see Alucard standing in the doorway with an enraged look on his face. "Alucard, wha-," She had started to ask, fear rising in the pit of her stomach, but was cut off when she was knocked backwards by his weight, sending them both crashing to the floor.
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Hearing a loud thump from somewhere upstairs, Walter turned to look at Seras, who was already making a mad dash for the door with a frustrated growl. Though she had spent so much time with her master, she still hadn't learned how to do the whole shadow pass thing and was forced to use the stairs to reach her destination with Walter following close behind.
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Anata cried out in pain as her back came in contact with the hard floor. Wincing she tried to squirm out of the grasp of the vampire who loomed over her, causing the towel to come undone across her front. "Alucard, stop," She cried, trying to force him off of her, but he only remained, pinning her down with his inhuman strength.
As a last resort, Anata regretfully brought her knee up into his groin. Her movement shocked him long enough to loosen his grip on her wrists. Taking advantage of the moment, she crawled out from under him and made to stand but only succeeded in falling back against the marble floor with a "smack" when a hand wrapped around her ankle and pulled her feet from under her.
With tears now streaming down her cheeks, Anata clawed the ground, trying to escape Alucard's hold on her. Forcefully, she was turned over onto her back and watched in horror as Alucard's mouth opened wide, revealing his pearly fangs, and lowered toward her exposed neck. 'Why is this happening, what's going on,' Her mind screamed to her.
Squeezing her eyes shut, she cried out once more, feeling a familiar rush of energy rise up and her before it exploded, sending her captor reeling backwards into the wall opposite of them. He landed with a grunt and sat, head bowed and eyes closed. Snatching a sheet from her bed, Anata wrapped it around herself just as Seras and Walter clambered through the doorway, shocked expressions masking their features.
"Master," Seras Victoria exclaimed, raising her hands to cover her mouth. "Alucard," Walter roared, walking over to the slightly singed, slumped over vampire to grab the front of his trench coat and drag him upright. "You bastard, what the hell were you thinking!?" Alucard, who had now opened his eyes, was staring intently at Anata with a smirk plastered onto his lips as he watched her back up slowly into the corner of the room.
Then, looking at Walter, he laughed his laugh and said simply, "I told you she had sorcery in her blood." Astonished that Alucard could even say something like that at this time, Walter dropped him and walked over to Anata, who had begun to glow a deep shade of red as her anger rose, making the air thick in the room.
"You…bastard…," She said softly, before brushing past Walter to stand in front of the still sitting vampire, her hands clutching the sheet tightly around her frame. "You did all that just to get me to use my powers?" Raising a brow, Alucard asked in return, "If you knew you had them, why didn't you tell us?" Growling, Anata snapped back, "Because you never asked, you asshole!"
With that, she picked up the forgotten brush on the table beside her and threw it at him before stomping into the bathroom, slamming the door behind her. "Smooth moves, Master," Seras muttered, raising a hand to rub her temples.
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