Broken Eden
"This is now bone of my bones and flesh of my flesh: she shall be called Woman because she was taken out of Man."
Chapter Three
- Eve
Seras Victoria both hated and loved her condition, just as she loathed and adored her Master.
She liked it because when the circumstances overwhelmed her, there was someone stronger to turn to and follow. It made her feel safe.
She dreaded it because the same figure was trying to mold her into his image as she struggled with her own identity. It made her feel oppressed.
Seras was at a point in her unlife when she was no longer sure of what she really wanted. No longer a child, in vampire terms, but a blooming teenager of sorts. Pip's death was the inflictive issue of her maturity.
Alucard's sudden attention confused her. Was he a parent that suddenly noticed the existence of a rejected daughter? The blood rushing inside her veins demanded that she submit to his whims - but she couldn't. She wouldn't. Seras had her own view of what was right and what was wrong. And Alucard wasn't the best of models to follow, either way.
His touch was electric, making her swoon, writhe, and forget everything in the world but the fact that he was moving in and out of her. Especially when Alucard stroke places were no one had dared to touch before. But at the same time, her Master was testing her mind; she could feel him strolling shamelessly on her deepest fears and secrets. Laughing at her hesitation.
Seras wasn't as naïve as everyone thought she was and so she knew Alucard had only turned towards her because Integral had left him. Good riddance, she could understand why Integral had done it. She deserved someone better than the savage brute. Inwardly, Seras found herself wishing she had Sir Hellsing's attentions instead of her Master's. Not in a sexual way - but she would provide a much better example. Alucard was far too selfish, too twisted in his narcissism.
Their intercourse didn't hurt anymore. Maybe it was because the lines of pain and pleasure had grown so blurred? She remembered the first time he had come to her; Alucard had been furious that Integral was being 'ensnared' by Maxwell, in his words. She had rolled her eyes. Alucard was so possessive of both.
Alucard had grabbed and pinned her against a wall of the sitting room at Carfax Abbey, his fangs grazing at her sensitive skin, bringing a chill to her spine.
"M-master! What are you doing?!" She had asked, taken aback by his conduct and nearly melting, as his canines traced the entire line of her former pulse.
"Quiet, Police Girl," Alucard had ordered, mockingly. "You'll enjoy this."
He had been using her to sate himself without caring for her voice in the business. Therefore, she had struggled with all her might: morphing one of her arms to a bat wing, she bashed his forehead in an attempt to free herself. The hit had had no effect upon him. Alucard had laughed, tightening his grip around her slender body. Tendrils had aided him and she found herself bound by them.
"Bloody hell, Master! Let me go! It's not funny!"
"It's not supposed to be joke, Police Girl," Alucard had purred against her ear, making her flush. It was fleeting, and she had soon glared at her Master. "Don't give me such a look. You should respect your Master."
"Respect a rapist?!" Seras had wanted to cry, but she had swallowed her tears. Integral would have done the same thing - how Seras would have wanted her to be there. To support her. But she hadn't been, thus Seras had had to do her best to stand her ground.
"I'm not going to violate you, Seras Victoria!" Alucard had taunted, pinching her nipples cruelly. "Look at your body, it's responding to my actions."
And it had been. Her back arched at Alucard's touch and the nubs on her breasts hardened. "Bastard."
"A bastard wouldn't give you a choice, Seras," Alucard had replied smoothly, as he had nipped at her earlobe. Seras had braced herself, knowing how fair his so-called choices were.
"Which is…?"
"You can join me willingly, enjoying your 'cherry popping' or I can force your mind to give up to me. I'm your Master; if it had suited me I could have taken over your will long ago. But I won't violate your body," Alucard had stroked her cheek as if she was an object rather than a person.
No, of course not. Only my mind, Seras had mused bitterly. She had been trapped between the rock and the hard place once more. The same had happened that fateful night in Cheddars, after he had asked if she had been a virgin and then fired at her lung.
Alucard had given her a choice: Die and remain dead or die and become an undead. Neither had awoken her fancy but she had settled for the lesser of two evils.
As she had now. Gritting her teeth, she had forced her muscles to relax.
"Good girl," Alucard had smirked as he had taken her down with him, pinned beneath his weight. It had been enjoyable; she couldn't deny that, yet it had also been humiliating.
Her Master had taken both: her mortality and her virginity.
Alucard didn't stop there, pressing her to take living blood each night. She wouldn't submit to him like that. She wouldn't become a monster.
In those moments, Seras comforted herself with the vanishing memory of Pip Bernadette.
Pip had been, in her opinion, Alucard's nemesis. While her Master wanted to harm her, to break her and make her some wailing little thing. Pip had brought out her backbone, protecting her from any pain and seeking for her to become stronger. Alucard sought what she would never be and Pip only set in what she really was.
Pip had accepted her.
Alucard and she might be bounded, but she was also tied to Pip. She had drunk his blood, the living fire that gave her the strength to resist her Master's silver tongue.
Seras would not lose in his new choice game. Not this time. Alucard longed to sculpt her to his sick idea of perfection? She would do the same, even if it was an impossible Chimera and she was an idealist to believe Alucard would become a better person.
Victoria felt masochistic enough to try.
She was not a mere rib.
Master has forgotten that Eve 'corrupted' Adam. Not the other way around.
