Sorry for the absence. I'm back. I had this string of writing, and I couldn't stop it. So there is no editing here. This is the actual rough draft. I'll go back later and fix it. Until then, I hope you enjoy it raw.
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: Integral's a pretty tough cookie even now for what she's been through, I like to think!
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Song Aid - Burn by The Cure
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"Don't look don't look" the shadows breathe
Whispering me away from you
"Don't wake at night to watch her sleep
You know that you will always lose
This trembling
Adored
Tousled bird mad girl... "
But every night I burn
But every night I call your name
Every night I burn
Every night I fall again
-- The Cure, "Burn"
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Cold breath baptised the space between the young girl and vampire, the cold sensation causing the child's face to flush, blood rising to warm the cool flesh. The body's immediate reaction amused Alucard, a tongue sliding out slightly to moisten bland lips as he forced another dead breath from his useless lungs.
This time the girl's nose twitched before she turned to her side, face twisted in repulsion.. probably due to the scent of decay clinging to her hair and skin as her servant vampire remained stationed above her - legs placed at either side, arms arched over her shoulder, the air creating a gap between the living and the undead.
Becoming bored with this, Alucard proceeded to scrutinize the child underneath him, bloodshot eyes tracing her features in the darkness of her room.
Integral's tawny skin was a remanence of her mother's indian background, it was as if the woman had taken place of the little girl before Alucard's eyes at that moment now. He could taste the traces of mango, papaya, and sharp spices on her flesh. A deep growl rattled the back of his dry throat as he imagined the texture of her skin under his tongue, tempted to press... but... that would be a violation. Such is the life of a pet who takes joy in pleasing his master... even if it required hendering his own desires.
She couldn't be far more older than his wife, when he had one. When was that? When he was a human? Ah, memories best forgotten, ones that make him bitter. Alucard shifted his position as he stood over Integral, steadying his weight into a perch as he arched his knees and created a bridge with his legs, the girl slumbering between them - all the while focusing his attention on repulsive memories of his past. Not that Alucard is bitter because he chose to become a vampire, far be it. Rather.. it reminded him of a time where he wasn't strong, where he was weak, where he had a soul, where he was mortal.....
The man smirked, the long threads of his black hair snaking down with gravity, lengthening.. extending... becoming thicker.. blanketing Alucard and Integral as he hovered like a vulture inspecting an animal struggling to live.
Who was his wife? Ah, he can't remember. But he does know she was young, like her. She was also weak... very weak.. but perhaps that's what charmed his sadistic side, the idea that the woman depended on him like poor three legged bitch begging for a few scrapings off the table. She was the only one who worshipped him out of free will as opposed to fear. The pheasants, the judges, the other lords.. be they what they will.. ah, they always feared for their lives. Alucard preyed on that fear, however there was always that exception. A brave, honest man who stood before the mad king... that always gave Alucard greater pleasure.
She was like that, really. She loved him, adored him, worshipped him.. to the point of committing suicide when his enemies entered the castle so she wouldn't burden his escape. That amount of dedication had charmed the man. Then there was Lucy, same age, same ruthless dedication - even if she was influenced by his powers. It made no difference, right? Anyone of strong will could easily resist him... they were both pathetic.
Alucard took this into account, focusing on Integral as he compiled these recollections.. reflecting, comparing, contrasting...
Other than age, the similarities stopped short. Where his wife and Lucy were weak willed and pathetic, this girl was strong and intimidating. Where his women behaved as his dogs, this girl behaved as his master.
This abused Alucard's pride, but the cost was nil in comparison to his excitement.
He moved forward, the leather of his suit contrasing the silken sheets as he bent over in one jerky move, liquid muscles flexing as Alucard adjusted himself so that he was now a kiss away from Integral's face, hands placed eitherside of her head, long fingers rippling the sheets under the support of his weight.
A wild grin forced handsome features to suddenly take a reflection of menace, knealing low as he drew his mouth open and held his head over Integral's neck - those twin ivory sickles bridging her throat.
...oh... it was orgasmic... thrilling.... fantastic.. words could not describe. His mind focused on the fantasy of ripping her head off, bathing himself in the rich virginic blood of her forefathers, lapping at her skin as it cascaded over the cream sheets and expensive silks. Suckled it from her soaked hair....
Alucard's eyes became wild as he experienced this overwhelming desire... A year... two years is too long... he had to have her blood... he had to... or else he was going to go mad...
The experience reminded him of yet another recollection he longed to elliminate from his mind.
The memory caused Alucard to tremble, the sensation vibrating his teeth which scrapped off a layer of skin. Abraham Van Hellsing, though wise in ways, was not very know how in the management of vampires. The man, with strong religious moral and devotion to the lord, had restricted Alucard from drinking the blood of any living creature not soon after the Germans surrendered, and the alliance won the war. This included Abraham's own blood, the very blood that maintained the bond between master and servant.
As such sad stories go, Alucard lived off of medical blood, lost grips with what little sanity he maintained, watched his own body rot, spoke against Abraham's orders, and nearly decapitated his own master.
...Alucard was suffering. He was starving, deprived of the very essential necessity to continue functioning. Abraham was a fool. A good fool, but a fool.
Recalling the torture Alucard had to endure in that span of time so many years back, he wanted more than ever to simply crush his young master's body and chew every last piece of her flesh for any traces of blood until she was completely drained of the substance.
Alucard's jaw twitched...
SCHNIP....! TWANG...!
The room began to spin as Alucard lost his focus point, fangs drawing parallel lines over the girl's tawny flesh as he fell far away from her. His body, in turn, became limp and fell over her light figure - forcing Integral to wake up with alarm as her figure was now emersed in the cold flesh of a corpse. Integral shrieked as the blurry image of a headless vampire laying ontop of her became ever so clear, legs kicking out frantically to throw the thing away before it tainted her. Maggots began to squirm from inside the body's cavity, blanketing the bed as they searched for the vampire's missing head.
"We haven't much time." Came a familiar voice, rushing from the corner.
Integral rolled off the bed and screamed, taking no time to heed the warning as her focus was to get the hell away from whatever that was.
Where the voice came, a sprint of feet emerged. One strong arm encircled Integral's waist as she maintained her screaming, heaving her tiny figure and supporting her weight onto a hip as he made a mad dash towards the door. Once entering the hallways, Integral's already struggling eyesight was flushed with bright lights - the difficulty of seeing suddenly taking greater proportions. However, sight was not a necessity in identifying the figure that had seized her away from the decapitated image she had just witness.
"Walter, what is going on? What was that thing..? Oh god, Walter, this is a nightmare.."
"Integral, I will explain later. Right now we must act quickly," Walter muttered as he dropped the girl onto her feet, grabbed her wrist, and maintained his dash across the hall and towards the stairway.
"......I....But... what..?"
"I don't have time, we must do this and we must do this now before it is too late." Walter ordered the young girl, his sudden change of character evolved into something very different from what Integral is familiar with.
"....What would that be?"
"You have to feed him. Now. Before he gets out of control... Oh god, this isn't suppose to happen... this has never happened before.. he still hunts, he still drinks. I don't understand.. it's only been two years since the seal was replinished, why is it breaking now...? It isn't time yet..!"
"....W-w-wait.. Walter... Feed him? Feed who? What are you talking about? Owe... Walter, please let go of me? Let go of me now! I demand it! Tell me what is going on! Now! Owe, you are hurting me!"
Walter grunted as Integral proceeded to struggle, taking a glance behind the small girl as he noted a sudden fluctuation of darkness gathering where they had just left. Maggots, insects, and squirms of living ink were writhing on the floor, flooding the hall as they trailed towards Walter and Integral.
Determined, the butler encircled his arms around the girl and hoisted her weight as he spiraled down the stairs - making a b-line for the kitchen.
"You need to feed him. Alucard. Before he goes mad and kills us all," Walter rasped between breaths as he dashed into the open door, throwing it open with his shoulder as he quickly set Integral down upon the counter and began to search the drawers.
"...But..... How..... Wait.. Oh god, Walter, you aren't serious." Integral swallowed.
"Hold your wrist out, young master." Walter ordered, as he drew a small cutting knife from the contents of the drawer.
Integral hesitated, sliding her gaze back to the door as she squinted - searching for traces of the vampire. Slowly, the child extended a trembling arm towards her butler - features encrested with fear as she awaited her fate.
The butler paused, before searching the pale flesh for arteries as to not accidentally slice them. He then lifted the knife, chrome surface reflecting the surrounding room.
"WAIT.... Walter.... Let me." Integral's rushed voice trembled, lacking assurity in that request.
"...I am not wasting time." Walter grunted, glancing towards the open door of the kitchen as the stairwell began to leak with that swallowing, living darkness.
"This is my body. I will not take orders from you, Walter. If this must be done, I will do it myself." Integral's voice became more firm and steady. It was in her personality to detest being ordered about, even in this play of dangerous events.
The girl snatched the blade away from Walter's hand as his grasp weakened significantly. A flash of steel, a burn of pain, and then a sting of throbbing. Integral squinted her eyes as she tried to focus her pathetic sight on the blood welling across the length of her wound.
Time stood still as the world rushed. The darkness sensed the spilled blood of a virgin and flew into the kitchen, enveloping every crack and crevice with pure blackness. Integral's scream drowned into nothing as she felt her body being lifted into this hole of emptiness, a million teeth and a million tongues suckling the open wound over her forearm. Once blood had been restored, the void of darkness glowed... a million eyes opening in every which direction. Red eyeballs traced the young girl's figure as those mouths fought amongst eachother for her taste.
Terrified, Integral bit down upon her tongue and held it between her teeth as her features twisted in horror and pain. There was this indescribeable feeling in the pit of her stomach, this crazed electrical surge running loops in her brain. She could feel Alucard pushing against her, attempting to rape her, forcing his will upon the seal and going further and further and further... teetering her on a fine line of control.
Integral grit her teeth and fought back, her iron will surpressing Alucard from enveloping her mind completely. The shadows slowly withdrew as they gathered any traces of blood, leaving only a fresh cut over the tender underside of her forearm. The tendrils of darkness, the eyes, the tongues, the teeth, the mouths formed a figure only an arm length's away. The body was gangly, dressed in that familiar leather costume which Integral had learned to associate with fear and a past she had rather forgotten. White threads of hair cascaded over the man's body, his pale features a better resemblence to a half-starved skeleton.
Those blood-shot eyes suddenly grew wide as the thing stared at Integral's mouth. Becoming self conscious, the girl raised a finger to touch her lips and released the lock her teeth had on her tongue. The taste of blood coated her mouth, and Integral's features suddenly twisted in fearful revelation of the moment.
Alucard only had to take a step before he bent low and locked his lips over his young master's. He pried her teeth open with his tongue, using this appendage to rape her mouth. She squeeled and tried to push him off, but Alucard merely responded with a low growl in the back of his throat, embracing Integral, forcing her to stay still as he ravished her with his tongue. She squinted in disgust, the taste of maggots and coldness filling the back of her throat and coating her stomach as he lapped between her teeth for any last traces of blood. He then suckled her tongue into his mouth, begging the wound for more blood.. finally, it wouldn't give and Alucard let her go - distancing himself from his master and breathing heavily as he collected his senses.
Integral choked at the remaining taste in her throat, her body rejecting the intrusion as her stomach suddenly retched. The girl accepted her body's decision and bent over, the contents of her belly spilling out from her mouth and on the floor. The room began to stink of decay, blood, and vomit, the confusing aromas merely dizzying Integral. The emotional, physical, and spiritual trauma was finally too much during the aftermath, and the girl fell to her knees before blacking out, the small bag of flesh and pounds dropping onto the floor smeared with vomit, blood, and writhing things.
Walter was breathing heavily, eyes wide with alarm as his gaze switched off and on between his young master and Alucard.
"....Heh...... Heheheheheheh..... Heheheheheheh..."
The butler locked his jaw, ignoring the vampire's sudden hysteria as he drew himself from the corner and bent low to pickup the naked child.
"....Heheheheheheh...."
With the tow at hand, Walter disappeared into the second room as maniacal laughter flooded the mansion, claiming Alucard's victory and the loss of an innocent.
"Do you know why, Master...?"
"It is a query that comes to mind, yes."
"Your blood... was different. In normal circumstances, with the other Hellsings, I was only forced to drink every fifth year in order to replinish the seal. But... you are different. Different because you are a woman. Different because you are a virgin."
"..."
"I was overpowered, master. I needed it. I was willing to kill whatever lay in my path for that taste... that taste you gave me when you first met me in my cell ten years ago.. I'm addicted."
"To my blood?"
"Yes. You should know this by now."
"Simply because I am a virgin and a woman?"
"That and other factors. But yes, those are the fundamental reasons. This plays at a disadvantage for you in many ways than you might think.. my master.."
"Oh? Care to expand?"
"You can't marry, Integral. You can't have children. You know this. The moment you are physically deemed a non-virgin is the moment your control leaves you... You gave me this power, Integral. You made me addicted... now you can't take that back."
"....."
"Heh. Adds higher stakes, doesn't it? Poor little Hellsing can't have a heir now.. You can't kill me, you can't elliminate me... The Hellsing Organization was founded on destroying bad little vampires and undead, yes? The moment you break my seal willingly just to have a bastard child is the moment you will never be able to rid the world of THIS bad little vampire."
"We shall see, Alucard. We shall see."
AUTHOR'S NOTES: I am very proud of this chapter. Probably because there are so many WRONG things that were just so RIGHT. Maggots, vommit, frenchkissing fifteen year olds, etc. I loved it because it was so sick and everything I envision about Hellsing.
Notice how Alucard goes off talking about respecting Lucy and his wife. Take a note how both figures are exactly like Seras. Think about that for a while. It gives you a better, solid idea of how Alucard intreprets his relationship with women. Amusing little buggar.
Sorry it took like.. uh.. a year to write this. Too many things going on, and I got off my Hellsing swing for a while. But, here it is! See? Patience does bring you something, right?
Next chapter, Integral turns sixteen! OH NOES!