I am going to do this latin, vampire myth type thing.
If your a fan of my other story, DO NOT FRET! I will not forget to update!!!
A/S by the way.
Disclaimer: I do not own Hellsing, or the latin words/phrases I may be using.
Chapter One: Lore.
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Seras frowned at her report. Well rounded training, Superb instincts, Anti-Social,....Anti-Social??
She was social. Seras tossed the offending paper away from her. Anti-Social..puh.
If anything it was THEM making her Anti-Social. The men feared her, the men dis-respected her..And what a pathetic way to make someone seem like a lunatic. Oh she's a fine soldier, you can trust her to save your life, but she's not worth anything else. A bit cuckoo up there, if you know what I mean.
Seras snorted. It was all the same. They come, they fear you, they don't obey your orders, they die or get injured, and then they blame it on you.
Though it is worse when some sadistic bastard comes around and decides he likes you, REALLY likes you. Then when you punish them for every single mistake, you'd think and hope they'd stop liking you, but no. Noooo, it was a challenge they wanted, desired.
And you were just so cute looking when you got angry.
She sighed. All this stress was taking its toll on her. She needed blood. :::I need blood. I want some blood. I wonder if Walter would heat some up for m-no! What am I thinking? I can't drink blood.::::
But Seras was beginning to remember the coppery smell, and she felt her fangs growing. Gasping, her hands flew to her mouth and she pushed her thoughts away from the blood.
::::Curtains...curtains....blue curtains, green curtains, red curtai-blast!::::
Images kept coming to her unwilling mind. Bowls of blood, glasses of blood,.....pools of blood. Oh the heat, the smell, the taste. Fresh kill,.....screaming....eyes, red eyes. laughing....master..master....
"MASTER!!!!"
She screamed, and bit into her hand. The familiar laughter rose up and around her, mocking, taunting, degrading.
"Drink up Police Girl..."
A red sleaved arm appeard from a black void dangling one of the mansion's numerous blood packs in it's white gloved hand.
Seras shook her head in a weak attempt to deny her heritage. Her master's arm lengthened into a shoulder, and soon sprouted a head. She watched, shaking, as Alucard's body appeared completely.
"The blood lust is too far gone Police Girl, you can't deny it tonight."
His crimson eyes held her's and she felt herself slowly nod, and reach out to take the offered pack. Just as she was about to grab it, her master pulled it away.
"Do you want it police girl?"
She nodded, reaching out again.
"Do you want it?"
He pressed, giving the bag a teasing shake. Seras swallowed.
"Y..yes."
"If you want something you ask for it."
"Can I....can I have it?"
"Is that the kind of respect you pay your Master, Police Girl??"
Seras bowed her head, pulling back her hand. Why was he doing this? Taunting her...it wasn't fair!
"Master, can I have it?"
He laughed, throwing his head back and widening his stance. He tossed her the blood pack, grinning as she caught it and tore into it with a burning hunger.
"Feels good doesn't it Police Girl?," Seras nodded, slurping. "Flowing down your throat, satiating your thirst......"
She licked the last drops from her mouth and smiled up at her master.
"I feel better now."
"Good. Good."
"And also....sleepy."
"Yes," He nodded. "Blood lust in a weak vampire will do that. It is why you should drink the blood walter gives you. Do you understand?"
Seras yawned and nodded, climbing into her bed and snuggling under the covers. Instantly she was asleep.
Alucard watched the lid descend before disappearing to obey his own master's commands.
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"Yes, my Master?"
Long ago Integra would have jumped, but she was un surprised at what she called her servant's 'Grand Entrance' into her office.
Looking calmly at the vampire's upside down body, she said with all the boredom she could muster,
"Sometimes I really do wonder if vampires descend from bats."
"Now, now Master, no need to get snippy."
"Alucard, I called you ten minutes ago."
"Yes, I know."
She waited for the vampire to continue.
"I was enjoying myself."
She raised a eyebrow, but she knew her servant wouldn't reveal anything more. Clearing her throat and lighting up a cigar she leaned back.
"We have a problem."
"We? As I remember last time, dear Master, it was YOU who lead the Hellsing name, not us."
Integra glared at him with her ice cold eyes.
"There has been strange occurrences within the vampire population. The authorities are getting worried. We are aware of the decrease in FREAKS, which is good, but I have just been sent renewed statistics and what I see is shocking,"
She lifted up a folder marked 'Confidential', and frowned.
"The amount of vampires have gone up twenty percent!"
Alucard felt a certain glee at these words of his master. ::::It must be about time then..:::::
Integra watched the vampire, knowing that any minute he would break out in his infamous grin and speak of the amount of fun this new problem would turn out to be. She was shocked when it never came.
"Do you know any reason why this might happen?"
"Oh yes,.. yes."
"Tell me what you know."
She leaned forward angrily, her cigar momentarily forgotten.
Alucard grinned, eager to explain this age old vampire lore.
"There is a time, called the Lamia nox. A time that is coming quite soon I believe."
"And what is this lamia nox?"
Integra pulled out a note pad and hastely wrote down some notes.
"It is the night of all nights," Alucard took off his glasses and smiled. "The night of mating."
She looked up sharply.
"Mating?"
"Yes, but the mating isn't the only thing."
Lady Hellsing sighed. She had never been able to get her servant to come out with everything he knew at once. No, time had to be wasted asking questions.
"What else?"
"It is truely the night of vampires, no human is safe. Not even you my Master."
She gritted her teeth.
"I demand you explain this to me."
Alucard chuckled.
"There are things I cannot describe, things I will not describe for it is forbidden for humans to ever feel or know of such a thing. I will not become a traitor to my own race. But I will tell you what you need to know, and that is only the basic knowledge."
"Then tell me."
"Yes, Master. As I said, it is the night of mating, bloodlust, and heightened powers. Females are affected differently, and tend to be more calmer. While they still experiance the bloodlust, it is more often the males who create the bloodshed. In fact, the females don't actually drink until the mating."
He paused to let Integra scribble furiously on her note pad. Once she had caught up she motioned for him to continue.
"A contest of sorts goes on...The males want the more powerful females, and the females desire the more powerful males. There is much rivalry....It is most frusterating to receive unwanted attention, especially for the true and most powerful vampires, so many vampires get killed by the ones they desire."
"And the ones left standing will find mates within eachother?"
"Exactly."
"Humph. Is that all?"
"All you need to know, yes."
"So your saying that in a short period of time all the problem vampires will be gone?"
"Except for a few, yes."
"How soon is this mating night?"
"You will know when the Police Girl begins to become affected."
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I don't know why, but I love the thought of the whole 'mating season' thing. Tell me what you think of this!! Oh, and I played around with an online english to latin dictionary, according to it Lamia, means vampire. And Nox, is night.