Me: (outright laughs) they love me, people really love me!
Zuranna: (blinks) It's more like they enjoy your story, no one knows you.
Me: (gloomy swirls over head) Fine then... while the others read onward, I'm in the corner writing bad poetry (slinks off into the darkness)
(enjoy)
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Seras screamed as her new friend's head suddenly took the blow, the sound of shattering bone and oozing brain matter was heard all around with the gun's roaring bellow. Zuranna's form stumbling back buckled and crashed hard onto its back with a blood smack as the remains of her head crumbled inward on where the bullet had gone through. Shaking, Seras reaching forth with a trembling hand swiftly drew it back as her eyes shot up to her master's still concealed eyes. "w... why... did you do that... she was my friend!" Seras cried as she felt her tears rise. Yet... Seras blinking looked weakly at Zuranna's body as her voice echoed within there mind with the sound of laughter as brain matter, bones, flesh and blood drew back and going to a sphere of blood on her neck took form and groaning Zuranna slowly sitting up rubbed her eyes as the blood fading fully away showed a fully regenerated face.
With a small chuckle, the woman grunting rose to her feet and looked at Alucard as he finally drawing his face forward met Zura's eyes with his own set of blazing red eyes as his grin was a full blown wicked smirk. "So... you're the American undead queen, I thought you were silenced after the king was." he chuckled. Zuranna merely grinned and shrugged "they tried to but in the end, we were merely put into dormant slumbers... though it doesn't surprise me you know who I am." She spoke making Seras eye the two with a lost expression.
"the American undead queen?" whispered Seras drawing Zuranna's gaze down to her and smiled, "yeah... my master and I ruled the night in whatever state in we were in at the time in America... when he let me drink his blood, he made me his undead queen." She spoke. Seras blinking still bore the lost look on her face "so wait... Donovan was... or is he... Dracula?" she murmured yet blushed as Zuranna outright laughed. "Dracula... many believe he was the only true undead... but... when he sold his soul to the darkness, he wasn't alone, he and his best comrade sold their souls at the same time, and then drew apart thus one of the very first two vampires thrived on one side of the world while the other remained here, spreading darkness and nightmares into those who leaned for the light... isn't that right Alucard?" Zuranna chuckled as she eyed him, he grinning merely drew his gun up a second time right for her heart, "you speak to much... now die." He spoke as the gun once more roared.
Zuranna though was ready and flipping back hard landed far off from the two making Seras look at her with a great deal of emotion, confusion, sadness, worry, fear... seeing this Zura nodded to the young fledgling as she drawing a cigarette from her coat lit it swiftly being her third since Seras and she first met "I must go... I don't like being ripped apart to often unless for a good cause... but do not fear your master, you should count yourself very lucky and proud to be Alucard's fledgling, and if he gets to be to much of a pain, kick him in the nuts, it's our American way for women to express our utter most 'thanks' to the male gender... farewell for now, Seras Victoria... we will meet again..." and to Seras's bewilderment, the woman's body falling apart into many black bodies, yet to spark a bit of humor to those who saw, one of the lead bats bore a lit cigarette in its tiny mouth as they flew onward and drew into the night sky fading out of sight into the gathering cloud cover indicating rain for the day.
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Integra sighing sat there once more by the table as Walter laying nearby on his back with one arm draped over his eyes and the other loosely upon his gut, was sound asleep from the use of so much energy on their first night of being undead. Integra also felt the effects and would crash soon but... her eyes drew over to the werewolf as he lazily sat in the corner of the room with his back against the wall, one leg hanging out before him as the other was bent upward rested his left arm upon his knee as he hung his head. "why..." his ears twitching, the man drowsily looked up meeting her eyes.
"why what?" he grumbled, she narrowing her eyes eyed him "why help us when we have killed many of both vampire and your kind in the past?" she spoke. He smiling slightly drew in a deep yawn "because... I respect hellsing... you have actually aided us in riding of the runts and those who abuse their powers and become known to our food when we wish to remain in the darkness of secrecy." He spoke as he finished his deep yawn.
With a small smile he looked over as Walter gave a small groan as he twitched due to dreaming. "so tell me young hellsing... after you have the basic skills down, what will you two do then?" Ty murmured as he twitched his left ear from a small gnat buzzing to close. Integra without a sound drew her hand to her eyes and gave them a tough rub "what to do... the hellsing mansion has been destroyed and I am the last of my bloodline and being undead can no longer continue that bloodline as a human... I guess... it's over..." she spoke. Ty grinned "it's never over, when a door closes a window opens, it's a known fact... so maybe you and your boyfriend can find new work, even we unhumans can become slayers it's just-"
"hold it... boyfriend... who.. you mean Walter, my retainer?" she asked with surprise as she looked over at his sleeping form. "well yeah... I thought you two were mates or something, or lovers... I keep forgetting the human terms for such bonds." He spoke as he lazily itched the top of his head. Integra sighing shook her head "Walter and I are merely colleagues in the line of a slayers duty, when he was human he was a elder John Bull but just recently he reacquired his youth when changed." She spoke in a neutral tone as her stern red eyes met Ty's who merely shrugged.
"well... I thought you were, my apologies Sir Hellsing... well... you best get some shut eye before the day wastes away... more training shall follow tonight." He spoke with a heavy yawn. Integra watched the wolf fall into a deep slumber and sighing, she drew her gaze to Walter as he slept as a dead man. Too many questions raced in her mind, she knew how Alucard was able to change her, yet she felt no ties with him, she didn't think of him as her master and that boggled her mind, why was she not tied down to him like Seras was? And another question that confused her the most was Walter C. Ddollneazz, she knew by his old age, he was not a virgin yet was changed, yet even though changed; unlike other changed vampires who keep their same age of the day they had been changed, he had regained his youth and was no more then five to six years older then Integra herself.
"do not fret over these things right now Sir Integral Wingates Hellsing, the answers will all be given to you when the time seems fit..." Integra's eyes flew all around as the echoing woman's voice rang in her mind, yet she did not shout out for the voice wasn't like any mental link she's had in the past with Alucard, the feeling she got from this was ancient and filled with darkness but of tender thoughts and feels as if she were standing in a beautiful night forest with fireflies and soothing mist all around.
The feeling remained as the voice drifted away and Integra finally resting her face upon her bent arms that laid upon the table, drew into a deep slumber. All three forms were blind as by the doorway to the basement, a small orb of blue light no bigger then a firefly itself drifted around the three and growing a bit bigger to the size of a hummingbird, flittered up the doorway and out of sight.
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Deep within a overgrown forest and to the center where tall grasses grew surrounding a bordered up half rotted black church with big wooden black crosses stuck in the ground surrounding the fairly large building. There was no sounds of night life near here as within the tall weeds, the ground was draped with very old bones of humans in armor and weapons of crossbows, swords, bows and other small weapons. Many bones were already into the form of dust. The only motion here was the wind drawing up a gentle breeze; rustling the trees and tall weeds, the church groaned deeply with its wooden sides full of holes and burn marks as it had been set aflame so long ago yet never was fully burned and no longer touched by man.
Drifting for the church floated the small ball of blue light from the basement of where the last hellsing slept. Unphased by the blustery winds, the orb drew for the church passing through a unseen barrier having black light slightly ripple from where it passed through. A illusionary spell to hide the church and its surroundings of bones and crosses from all eyes except one undead.
Drawing through a small crack in the shattered stain glass windows on either side of the church, the orb flickering drew into the dust cobwebbed infested church as clothed skeletons dangled upon the aisle benches from a unseen death that fell upon them so many years back. The orb passed down the center of the benches heading right for the alter as behind the half rotted and burned preachers stand was a large black gothic aged cross of metal yet upon it was what the orb's goal was.
A statue made of black glossy marble was of a man of six foot five, with arms crossed over his chest and legs stuck together with his trench coat of stone hanging to his ankles as engraved on the statue for details hung two crosses on his lower sleeves. With a beautiful yet hard face stuck in the form of stone as his long tied back hair hung behind him and the eyes of the man were shut, yet just beneath the shut eyes hung odd silver streaks in the forms of tears engraved within the stone. The only thing not made of black marble besides the silver tears beneath his eyes hung in the left side of his chest, a silver steak with ancient runes scribbled over the form.
The orb slowing its speed drew to a dead stop flittering right by the man's face a few inches from his nose. Flickering brighter and brighter, the form shifting grew and with small wings flittering to stay aloft, the small bird made of blue light in the form of a small sparrow looked at the statue with its eyes of white light.
"Master... I have located the last hellsing and aided in helping her retainer... but he was not her lover so saving him was pointless..." the bird flittering floated there for a few silent seconds and nodded her small head "I understand, he will remain alive and under the watchful eyes of your other servant... but I have yet to locate your own lover... I am sorry." She spoke with her mental link to the statue before her and with intent eyes forward nodded slowly "I will try to find the one who can see through the barrier... with Hellsing gone, he will be a bit harder to find... I understand..." with her eyes blazing she bore a look of strength even if a small bird like specter. "I will do as you ask master... I will return when things change." And with a small flash, she going back to a orb of blue light, flittered away as the statue standing there... the runes on the steak blazed a blinding white light and with sparks of black light rippling over the statue's form, it all fell back to a dormant state as before showing no signs of any paranormal activity.
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Me: Woot! I'm actually going to make a full adventure out of this if I can and try to get the whole relationships going as well.
Seras: (grins weakly) me with master... that... scares me.
Zuranna: (laughs) yeah, mainly when he likes unicorns!
Me: (shakes head) god damn... so yeah, reviews, stuff, I will try to add more later... till then