Chapter 25:
The cavern was dark, lit only by a few remaining embers. Seras call to her master disturbed the sticks, and made some embers flicker once more. D, who was beside her at the time, became disgruntled at having his ear practically blown off.
Once the ring of Seras voice had faded out of the cavern, D moved to her and wrapped his arm around to steady her. Seras injuries flared up in pain and a tear rolled down her cheek. Seras' head rolled onto D's shoulder unknowingly, and he was surprised by it, but thought nothing more.
"Are you okay?" D asked in his smooth deep voice.
D's words washed over Seras, and she was comforted by them to an extent. She held back her tear and was silent for a time. Her voice found her, like a distant sound, and she replied, "I'm fine. Something…something just disturbed me for a moment."
D's face held no emotions, but his red eyes from under his hat could tell many things; like his thoughts that she was suffering greatly still, or the fact that she just called out to her master again. He moved her head off of him, and looked into her eyes as if studying the tears that have all but dried up in less than a minuet flat. Seras eyes held something as well; they showed her humanity and frailty
Footsteps of cracking bones came cascading down the cavern hall. The dragonic entered the little den where light of the fire would have shown her features in greater detail, but as they were vampires, it was not hard to figure out that she was there. She walked up to the burning embers and glared down at them.
"Everything is alright, I trust?" She said in her demanding tone of voice, one of superiority, but not threatening.
D was about to say something, but his left hand got the first go as he was the quickest in mouth. "Eh? Everything all right, you say? How can everything be all right if I can't get any sleep from screaming vampires? Not that I need sleep, D has ensured that well enough; not letting me do anything at all, especially talk. Why, I should just disappear off the face of this ea…." A muffled sound came from D's hand as he clenched it and bared his teeth a little in the effort to do so.
"Things are well. Seras just had a bad dream of a sort." D said, turning his head slightly to peer at the dragonic.
Draco nodded and stretched her wings a little. "If that is all for this young one, then I shall return to my post until darkness falls. I do not know how long you wish to stay, but be weary of the time. It passes strangely here and I do not know how long it has been." She said, and eyed them in the dark as her eyes still allowed her to see well. She left with a swish of her tail and followed by the crunching of bones.
The sound faded into the distance and D released his left hand from its chock hold. Left hand spluttered a bit. "You know, D, sometimes I think that you are trying to kill me. You wouldn't be doing that now, would you? You know as well as I that if I go, so does your hand and all of your powers, as is said." Left hand gloated and turned back to his normal hand before D could comment.
Seras was looking bewildered at the statement and settled down again, with her back against the wall. Her curiosity was heightened, and she looked dully at the embers that once glowed brightly.
D schooled at his hand, and put his own back against the wall, next to Seras. He folded his hands up against his chest and sat with his legs straight out. Seras looked for a second at the movement and was reminded of her master, who would normally sit similar, with the exception of his legs parted slightly.
."Is that true?" Seras asked, with her eyes on the dying embers. She turned her eyes to face him once more, and with no fear, persisted her question. "What your hand said…is it true?"
D shook it off and looked back to Seras, whose eyes he could feel roaming over him. "Yes. It is true. The parasite in my hand could kill me if I were to let him escape or die. He is apart of my life force and feeds off me when needed. It is also apart of the curse of the Dunpeals. Something my father never explained until it was too late, and by that time, I did not care. It was fate. It was blood." D sat quietly then, pondering his actions of revealing this family secret, not that many did not know of Dunpeals, but how well they knew was a different story.
Seras looked to the floor and up at him again. "I feel sorry for you then. It must be a lonely existence…that is why you are afraid to open up. You will live forever alone with your curse. You fight vampires, and so does Hellsing. Why don't you help us, work with us?" Seras asked, unknowingly
D shook his head. "I do not because I can not. Seras, Hellsing fights to protect her majesty. I have nothing to fight for, but my own survival. That is how it is, and that is how it always will be." Wanting to change subjects, D continued slightly weirdly. "What was it that made you scream?"
Seras looked down at the ground again, feeling the ache in her arms and legs. " I felt something happening…My master and I have been telepathically linked since I was embraced, and, for a little while, I could not feel it anymore. It was like, he was fading or something, a flicker like the candle. I just don't know."
D stared at her, and his eyes seemed knowledgeable "You suspect his death, or a change perhaps…"
Seras looked up at him in awe and wondered how old D really was. Seras nodded. She could not hide that much from him, but she wondered even more about him. "How did you know?'
D's face remained stone like, but he answered all the same. "It is not hard to tell that you thought something awful happened. Your voice was filled with pain and sorrow, signs of the human soul that you still half posses." D said, knowing that there was a great deal of truth in which he spoke.
Seras just nodded and remained silent, there was not much she could say to such a solid answer. She remained silent for awhile, and leaned her head against D's shoulder. His black cape, Seras still used as a blanket and wrapped herself more in it for warmth.
"When can we get out of here, D?" Seras said restlessly.
"When you are strong enough to be held by your own means..." He replied coldly, with that smooth tone that was half warning her of dangers.
"I think I can walk, and you have a horse. Besides, you heard what Draco said, our time is running out here. We have no clue how deep this forest goes and how the time in here differs from the outside world." Seras said, staring at him.
D looked out sternly, as if to ponder what has been said. He then looked at her and something flashed in his mind. Like a picture, a memory of something past came to him. He saw a picture of his father, and then of the man who had given him the assignment, and of, lastly, Seras. He remained silent in though of this, and then realized that she was still staring at him with unwavering eyes.
D took hold of Seras nearest arm, which happened to be the one that she used to defend, and poked at it to see how well it was healing. "Does this hurt?"
Seras winced a little, but held her hand there. "It does a little, but it is bearable now. " Seras looked away and than back up at him. "Why are you still helping me? I thought that you were going to leave me as I was a burden to you and your journey."
D looked at her, and shook his head a little. "I found that you could be more useful than you know." He said mysteriously and put her hand back down. "Your wounds are not fully healed, but if you ride with me on my horse, we should still make good headways. Is this what you want?"
Seras shook her head in the affirmative. "Yes, but at the moment, I would like to rest more. My head it still spinning from the feelings from my master, and I too, still am searching for something. Would you help me find it?"
D wondered what he should say, he knew that she was looking for her father, but to what extent, he did not know. "If you help me with my search, I will help with yours. "
Seras looked at him with furrowed brows. "How can I help you if I do not know what you are looking for?" She questioned, trying to figure it out.
"Promise that you will help, and I shall tell you." D said kindly.
Seras wondered what he was up to, but as he helped her so far and has not lied to any degree, she promised.
"The one I am looking for is an immortal, one who can not die, and has not died in over five hundred years." D said with his red eyes glowing.
Seras knew who he meant, on an instant, and looked in shock. She knew what he does for his survival, and wondered if he was trying to find her master to kill him. The thought raced in her mind, and she rubbed her head in his shoulder more, as if trying to hide from it. After awhile, Seras fell asleep that way, thinking of what she had done
D, staring out again, wondered what Seras would do, know that she knew somewhat of his plans. The fact remained, they were both hunters, and hunters of the same thing that both of them were. Confusing as it was, the situation remained clear in his mind. He had one mission, to kill Arucard.
Hiya. It is me again, I am sorry this one took so long O_O… I have been spaced out with Anime Next convention, homework, and my upcoming 17th birthday on Friday. All I know, a lot can happen in a week…TOOO MUCH WORK…ARG..oh well, I managed to get this one done ^^..hehe..