Me: Alrighty, first off. About chapter four suddenly disappearing, it was the same chapter as in chapter five, so I edited it out...I've fixed thechapter numbers that had all become F'd up, but if any confusion arises, tell me and I'll do my best to fix it.
Ty: They always were F'd up... you could have at least given them titles.
Me: Meh, it's hard enough trying to keep my story going near every day!
Zuranna: which means in other words, you have no life!
Me: MEH!
(Enjoy)
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As the others slept, Seras with a few droplets of sweat sliding down her face laid there like a limp rag doll in Alucard's strong bare arms. Her own mind clearing from what seemed a mental wall of fog felt the wounds inflicted from her former master's fangs all over her body slowly mend. Both vampires bare as newborns, were entangled within each others arms and legs as the vampire king laying more on top of her body then to the left side. Opening her eyes part way, Seras saw the muscles the vampire bore glisten with sweat in the darkness embraced from the coffin they resided in. As she looked at his form with half open eyes, Seras couldn't help her small shy smile that found its way onto her lips.
This man was indeed cruel, he was a monster near all the time, but god damn... at this very moment... he was hotter then hell and he was all hers as she was all his. His eyes were shut as he took in slow breath, as if asleep, sweat slipping down his own face dripped onto her own making Seras's eyes go wide as her mind fully cleared from her admiring thoughts of this man on top of her. What the fuck just happened! The girl took a clear notice of a dull throbbing pain between her legs, she had been lost in pleasure when he had bitten her and had no idea what... with a weak whimper, Seras closed her eyes tightly as her body tensed, swear words screaming through her mind as she had the realization strike hard and fast as mangled memories flooded her mind. The blood, pleasure and pain, fangs, red eyes... the darkness.
Hearing the dark chuckle go through her form, Seras drawing her eyes to the man's face, saw the red eyes glowing in the darkness no more then a few inches from her own face. "Alucard..." the girl's voice whispered his name ever so quietly past her soft lips as her red eyes watched his. A faint blush rising on her cheeks as she smiling shyly weakly withdrew her gaze from his eyes to his lips. The man merely chuckled deeply once more as he continued to grin at the shy young lady beneath his body. "is something wrong dear Seras?" Alucard's deep voice rumbled from his chest as he watched her shiver from his vibrating body so close to her own. With a weak laugh, Seras swallowing her fears, took the courage and looked up into his wickedly dancing red eyes with her own timid set. Wickedly dancing, they were, but not malicious or cruel. "something wrong... yeah... you... ever since I first met you... my whole life... has been wrong..." Seras spoke with a small smile on both her lips and within her eyes as she watched Alucard.
The man continued to grin as he narrowed his very amused eyes onto her own. "And so... do you regret it dear Seras?" he chuckled. Seras outright laughing, glancing to her left lifted her hand ever so slowly forward and entwined her fingers in the thick mat of black hair belonging to Alucard. Feeling the soft hair slide through her fingers, Seras sighing let her had fall as she looked back at the red eyes of her former master. "No... I do not regret it... I-" Seras's words were interrupted as a deep yawn broke through her barriers and parting her lips, she felt her chest expand with the fatigue falling in place. Alucard seeing this chuckled once more as he slipped his rough hands underneath Seras's upper body, drawing her closer to himself as he rested his entire form slowly onto her body. With red eyes locked, Alucard closed his eyes halfway as he felt Seras was fading fast into the world of slumber "sleep." His dark voice spoke. Seras weakly looked at him and with a shy smile felt her eyelids grow heavy as she watched him. "Stay with me?" her voice no more then a whisper slipped past her lips.
He smiling, bared his fangs and drawing closer to her face with his own, his lips softly brushed her own. "You are mine... I am forever with you, now sleep; my queen..." slowly blinking, Alucard watched his love drift into a deep slumber in his arms. With fatigue falling on his own body, the man slowly shifting his body to the side ever so slight as to not crush the young lady. The man resting his face upon Seras's upper chest just above her breasts... the vampire king fell fast asleep and as he slept, a grin dark yet soft curled timidly onto his lips.
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And that was how it was, the entire catacombs filled with both wolves and vampires. Fast asleep together. Kunisaku with his own mate and two young children, his eldest nearby. Ty sleeping sitting against a wall leaning against Sorah as she did the same. Integra and Walter laid in the darkest corner from all other wolves and vampires, laying there entwined together and fast asleep. Zuranna and Donovan slept within the crimson coffin. The American undead king having fallen asleep beside his queen with one hand on Zuranna's face with such tender care as his other hand rested softly on her belly where their child grew. And Alucard slept in his own pitch black coffin with his new queen. The war was over, but they all knew one thing remained... The Vatican's main base in Rome. But for now... everyone slept soundly in the catacombs. For now, they were all taking a deep breath and just relaxing with those they care for.
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Red and blue lights flashed all around in the midday sunlight as cop cars and fire trucks swarmed the battle ground of where the wolves, vampires and humans had fought. Bodies bags were all around, but none contained any bodies other then humans. Gathering blood samples and photographs, everyone was just in shock of the sight. from the video footage from those of the media that had been close by. All were very edgy when they had seen dragons and a demonic dragon. The same burly grey haired and bushy beard chief from the Hellsing manor grumbled as he standing by his truck eyed the scene before him. Jonathan, the young fire fighter from before stood nearby his boss. His young eyes uneasily watching the men and woman of the force go all around gathering more evidence. "it's so strange..." Jonathan looked weakly at his chief as the burly man sighed gruffly. "first Hellsing falls, and then this... men from the Vatican are all strewn about mangled." The man grumbling rubbed his eyes with a heavily callused hand. "any idea as to why chief?" the young man asked. The chief chuckling, looked once more at the sight before them. "Simple... both Hellsing and the Vatican were religious groups... so someone is out to rid the world of these groups... problem now is... who's next on their list." Grumbled the graying man.
Jonathan sighing deeply, withdrew a single slightly crushed cigarette from his back pants pocket. With lighter following suit, the man placing the cigarette between his lips, lit it and drew in a deep breath. "what do you think of those monsters the media showed..." Jonathan grumbled a she exhaled deeply sending a plume of smoke into the air. The chief chuckling dryly, looked around. "they're real... the evidence here shows that... it's beginning to make me believe we aren't at the top of the food chain." The chief spoke as he took the offered cigarette from the other man, and took a heavy puff. Jonathan grinned weakly as he looked back out. "We never really are... take away our weapons and leave us with just our strength and mind... a tiger can take us down easily; why, is there something else higher then we thought?" the young man asked as he took back the cigarette. The chief merely shrugged "what do you think of vampires or werewolves..." the chief asked with a casual tongue. Jonathan eyeing him, smirked slightly "does it matter... it's not like they're real.. or... chief?" the man uneasily watched his boss as the old man looked at his comrade with a odd gleam in his eye.
Clearing his throat, the chief sighing nodded and rubbed his eyes. "You know my daughter is adopted yes?" the man asked. Jonathan blinking, nodded slowly yet said nothing allowing his boss to continue onward. "When we first got her home, all she could talk about... was how a wolf saved her... not just a wolf, but a werewolf, a young man who had saved her from who knew what... and by how vivid she described him and drew him... and even to this day she still claims a werewolf saved her life even though she now in her mid twenties; I am beginning to believe there is much more in the shadows then just small night critters." The old man spoke. "beg pardon... a werewolf, did I hear correctly?" the two looking over saw a young woman no older then early twenties wearing a police uniform and hat upon her long blazing orange hair head over. Her slender form moving with feline like grace as she bore a pair of shades on her face, a gentle smile upon her small mouth.
The chief smiling in respect, nodded "it's good to see a familiar face here... but yes, I had said werewolf officer Deborah." The old man spoke as Jonathan nodded in respect as well. She smiling eyed the chief thoroughly, "so you are realizing there is more to the darkness in this world... about time you old man." She chuckled. Jonathan narrowed his eyes as the man merely laughed. "wait... what is that suppose to mean?" the young man asked gaining her shielded eyes onto his own and her grin grew. With a small shrug, she sighed lightly and looked back to the fire chief "there's more to the darkness then any human can understand... but my boss I can hear is beckoning, your mind may be opening, but it's best not to speak out loud about such things... but if you must, I recommend going to a run down shack in Dover, England... but don't expect any warm welcomes... you're kind isn't liked very much... yes?" the woman asked as she looked at Jonathan as he made a rude noise from his throat.
"Beg pardon, but what do you mean, 'your kind' officer Deborah?" the young man asked. She grinning shrugged and leisurely rising her hand to her cap, pulled it up ever so slight and the two men froze. Placing the cap back on her head, the woman nodding placed her finger on her lips and turning, headed off leaving two very dazed men behind. "Sir..." Jonathan asked, the chief swallowing, nodded weakly "I saw them..." he whispered. Jonathan sighing rubbed his eyes "they... she... had real cat ears..." he grumbled. "No..." blinking, the young man looked at his chief as his stern eyes watching the woman go, narrowed. "they were wolf... she's... bloody hell, she's a werewolf..." with those words settling in on the two, both men felt and heard the world they knew shatter around them... all they believed in was just half of what was out there. Jonathan sighed slowly through his gritted teeth, "Shit..." he whispered.
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Me: (cheers) The plot isn't done yet, and I have no damn clue when this story will end.
Integra: (grumbles)
Seras: (snoozing away)
Me: ... anywho, feedback, reviews... keep them coming, I'm truly happy so far everyone likes my story, more to come, till then!