Me: Ok, Ok. I know I haven't updated in a while, apologies, I had gotten very distracted monday and had crashed all on tuesday, so here I am still a bit tired but I must update for the fear of my friends attacking me (grins)
Zuranna: They were always plotting against you.
Me: (nods) I know... Oh and to all those who have given reviews, I greatly thank, I am thoroughly enjoying all the love I'm getting (grins) So as promised, here is more and hopefully within the next day or the day after, another chapter with a fun twist will be up... till then, enjoy!
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She had stopped running, but why here? Alucard hiding within the shadows of a looming rundown complex watched his queen with his blazing red eyes. A good five inches of snow laid all around with brown spots of slush. The sky had broken open unleashing torrents of white cold snow to dance around for its decent o the ground. With a few quick glances, the vampire king smirked ever so slight as he saw above the boarded up doors a rickety paint peeling white sign had only one word still capable of being read; Orphanage.
So... narrowing his eyes, Alucard gave a slow chuckle as he watched Seras turn and stare with blank eyes to the boarded up complex. This was where Seras was sent after her parents demise, the vampire king couldn't suppress the cold smirk on his lips as he watched her. "I... know you're here Alucard... I can feel you..." the man blinking watched her as she with her side to him, kept her eyes to the building. With a low chuckle, Alucard removed himself casually from the shadows. His footsteps muffled in the mixture of brown slush and white snow. "you're skills are improving." The vampire chuckled as he stepped slowly behind and to her left side, his red eyes looking forward at the building with a cruel smirk on his lips. Seras smiling timidly, sighed as she rubbed her soft fingers over her weary red eyes. "I think... it's all due... to what happened the night before..." Seras practically whispered the words as she looked back to the rundown building that had been her home for who knew how long.
Alucard chuckled deeply as he drew closer to her form. "Why speak of that night with uneasy words, are we a bit self-conscious dear Seras?" the dark vampire spoke sadistically with his words slithering past her bare pale neck as he stopping right behind her form, planted his hands roughly onto her sides. Seras gave a small cry as her legs losing full footing on the ground, stumbled as she fell back hard colliding heavily to Alucard's body behind her. Who clearly was amused by his chosen Queen's lack of balance, chuckling as he softly in a sadistic fashion brought his fangs to her neck and proceeded to scrape tiny red lines into her flesh.
Seras shivering gave a weak sigh as her tensed form became limp under her King's hold with his arms fully sliding over her form. "Why so frightened?" Alucard purred softly into Seras's neck as she flinching felt the scratches on her neck begin to release its red liquid of life. "I'm.. not afra-" Seras 's face blazed red as she felt Alucard's tongue slide out and clean up the droplets of gathering blood. "yes, you are." Came his dark voice and before Seras could do anything else, with a loud bellowing cry, Alucard whipped his coat around both of them, plunging himself and Seras into a world of darkness.
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"This is it?" The fire chief no longer in his uniform, wore common hole covered blue jeans with brown worn out shoes and a loose read plaid shirt as a half finished cigarette was clutched loosely between his dry and cracked lips. With a common black baseball cap over his head to cover up his thin gray hair as his grey bushy beard hung out for all to see, the man's brown eyes stared intently forward at the molten green rust covered door hidden deep within an alleyway, bypassed by all as the sun was just beginning to set on the clear evening sky. Jonathan in punk like clothing, stood beside his chief and sighed weakly as he too eyed the door before them. "I sure... looks like it, but please answer me this, why are we here Sir?" the young man asked as a gentle breeze tousled his short blond hair making a few strands fall over his hazel eyes. The chief chuckled and exhaled deeply sending a cloud of the fowl white smoke into the chilly air. "we're off duty, so use my real name, and we're here because I am truly curious as to what the hell is going on in this bloody country." The burly man chuckled as he slowly began to head for the door by making his way through the thick murky brown slush.
Jonathan smiling slightly, sighed and followed after catching up to his chief's side easily. "then why bring me along for the ride... eh Thom?" the young man murmured, Thom the fire chief, smirked as he sideways glanced at his friend and comrade. "just in case if the wolves are hungry." The burly man chuckled gaining a pale stare and weak grin from Jonathan whose steps faltered ever so slight. "Uh... ch... please say you are just kidding, right, Thom?" Jonathan asked weakly. Both men froze and fell silent as they heard the females laughter behind them. both whipping around fast with fists raised and ready, they went rigid as there before them laughed a very amused orange long haired woman in common jeans and black shirt with her officer cap hanging sideways on top of her head and shades on her face.
Within her arms hung a simple brown paper bag crumpled shut on the top. "O... Officer Deborah... hey." Jonathan spoke first as both men slowly lowered their relaxing hands to their sides once more as the woman smiling headed right for them. "I'm impressed your curiosity has hit so fast... but then again, no doubt you two have no life outside of work..." her light voice danced with the amusement shining on her features.
Jonathan grinning slightly, looked at Deborah with a slight smirk on both his lips and in his eyes. "Why the shades officer, your eyes that sensitive?" chuckled the sarcastic young man as she looking at him didn't lose her smile. "Actually, the shades have two reasons for being upon my face... one, yes my eyes are sensitive and two..." shuffling the bag in her arms, freed her left and rising her hand up so casually, withdrew the shades and made both men freeze. A small light laugh passed her lips as Deborah slipping her shades into the belt loop of her jeans, stared at them with her blazing golden eyes. "Two.. I don't have 'normal' eyes like you humans... now please, I wish to go inside and be me... care to follow or stay out here like bums?" She asked as she slipping past the two very bewildered men, headed for the door. Jonathan and Thom trading glances, slowly and timidly followed after as the woman opening the rusty door, disappeared into its dark depths and led the two men inside.
"So... you're... really... a werewolf... then this building..." Jonathan stuttered, Deborah chuckled softly "this is one of a few main werewolf bases in Europe, this is the demon rose, though please keep in mind, they're wolves, and we protect our own and privacy, any humans who get in on it must be marked so other wolves will not be so high in defense and try to attack you... but sad to say our king right now has gone missing with his queen, so for now you'll be protected by the second in command." She spoke as she leisurely made her way down the dark stairwell as they stumbled about with curse words filling the damp darkness that gave off a deep booming cry from some faint bass, yet her words were not ignored.
"Second in command... as in who... another king?" Thom asked as he caught his stumbling partner within his right outstretched arm. Deborah outright laughed as they drew to the other door that bore a flickering red light. "No... Me." She chuckled as her hand went forth to the rust covered door handle. Both Jonathan and Thom watched the woman with bewildered eyes. Sensing their stare, Deborah opening the door, turned sideways and looked at them with very amused eyes as her other hand rising up withdrew the cop hat letting her ears flick free. Both men and woman blinked the tears from their eyes as the blinding light poured onto their bodies as the once muffled bass roared savagely onto their forms. "What? Is it that shocking I rule in place of the king, it is rather fair seeing I'm his sister and rule my own lands in Italy, or so until I find another mate, like that'll ever happen. Yet being the ruler of that land leads to another reason why I'm here, so to finally settle the score in this war going on in the darkness... now, shall we enter, you may stay here but I'm hungry and wish to relax." With that said, she headed into the bass roaring metal hanger with both men following and soon stunned as they on the metal banister stared out at the metal walls and roaring bass screaming speakers as wolves all around were busy at working on new weaponry and/or transports. A new Demon Rose hearse was in the making far below with sparks flying.
Seeing their faces, Deborah couldn't stop her laughter making them weakly look over at her with very wide and bewildered eyes. Cocking one orange ear up while the other hung limply, the wolf queen of Italy grinned. "your looks are priceless right now, near exact to the picture my brother sent of the Hellsing." She spoke as she looking forward waved to a few wolves across the metal hanger. Thom regaining a bit of composure eyed Deborah. "Hellsing?" he asked, finishing her wave, she nodding looked back at him and Jonathan who having heard also watched her. "Yeah, the Hellsing woman was here, oh hell... what was her name... well whatever, ah here..." juggling the bag once more, reached into her back pants pocket and withdrew a well worn photo.
She holding it up for both men to see saw Integra and Walter standing by the banister with wide eyes and very shocked faces as Kunisaku, Ty and a few other wolves stood nearby enjoying the reactions gained. Stuffing the photo back into her pocket, Deborah shrugged lazily, "They were apparently very shaken, but then again that's understood, losing everything they had and becoming the very things they had hunted all these years." The woman chuckled as she headed off with the men timidly following after. "Hunted... wait... what did they hunt? Hellsing was just some religious organization, and how could those two still be alive, both me and Jonathan here were there cleaning up that mess." Thom spoke in his tough voice as he ran his slightly trembling hand through his beard. Deborah with her back to the men, laughed.
"some religious organization my ass, they were more a underground slaying business for the Queen of England, they hunted anything unnatural such as my kind, and vampires." She spoke with small shrug. "Wha... hold it, wait please... vampires... werewolves... tell me then 'Officer' Deborah, what did those two former Hellsing employees turn into... they didn't have your charming ears, so then..." Jonathan started, Deborah laughing twitched both her ears at the word 'charming'.
"I feel ever so delighted you call them charming, just get no ideas of tossing a bone, I'll jam that up your ass, but yes, they lack the qualities of a werewolf thus that makes the two Hellsing?" Deborah asked as she coyly peered over her shoulder at the two men with a odd shine in her golden eyes. Thom was the first to pale as he swallowing uneasily, tried to grin but merely got the left corner of his mouth to rise. "Vampires... Integra and Walter... that was why we couldn't find their bodies... they're... vampires..." As this struck both men hard and fast, it was suddenly VERY clear there was more to the world then just what they had originally thought.
Yet... Jonathan looked at Deborah with uneasy eyes, "you said... another mate... what happened... to the first?" he spoke with a weak voice. Deborah stopped and chuckling deeply, kept her erect back to them. "my former mate... thought by being my mate he would be all powerful and do whatever he wanted, and thought he could have more then one mate... so... I did the most humane thing." Peering slowly over her shoulder, vivid cold golden eyes met the human's hazel and brown eyes as a dark cruel glint shined intensely in her eyes.
"I killed all the cheating bitches and then proceeded to kill my screaming 'mate' with a boiling hot metal rod up his ass..." With a cruel cold laugh she shifting the bag went onward with a darkness in her stubborn gait. "He had it coming, the fucker only had himself to blame and if you had been there to see it humans, no doubt you would have done the same... the world of mates and relationships are very strong in the ranks of us wolves, screw with us and you get your fair payment; most of the time it ends in a horrible death... so now you have your curiosity fed, lets move on." She spoke casually as the men trading two very frightened looks, followed timidly after. Yes, everything they thought of the world was shot and mangled twenty times over. Now all they wondered was if they were truly safe around this wolf queen of Italy.
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Me: (grins and nods) So, you like? I tried to make it interesting as in my debt for lack of updating for you all.
Seras: (blinks) a hot metal rod?
Me: (smirks) Why not? I know a few guys in my life who need such treatment.
(all men from the storystep back)
Me: What! It's true is it not? Anywho, more to come, keep up the reviews, and I'll try to update sooner, till then! (waves)