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Yes! Chapter 7 is out and kicking…also biting…screaming…and such! Enjoy!
Alucard's Bane- Thanks for the review! Here's chapter 7. I hope you enjoy it!
Alucard's secret lover- Well, Alucard gets his revenge, unfortunately…with Seras along, the tables are quickly turned. Hope that the lawn chairs hold off their attack until this story is finished. I'd hate to leave people at a cliffie. Enjoy!
AttackingHentaiChibisLoveFluff- hmmm…That's not a bad idea…that's not a bad idea at all…
Pyromaniagrl- Don't worry…Alucard is actually the one that gets deeply hurt in this chapter…and a few innocent donators but that's supposed to be off the record. Heh heh. Enjoy chapter 7.
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MzMoon- Here's the next chapter. I hope that you like it! Yes, Alex does come and get his blood drawn…but there will be lots of pouting and fighting…along with a few well meant insults…hope you like chapter 7
Andersonfanandadmirier- Yes, well, Pip does get it, but he doesn't die, though…hope you enjoy this chapter!
Death's Integrity- Yep, there sure it! However, it's alright…Pip is scared out of his wits and Alucard's ego meets a flurry of ego-deflating pins… :grins: enjoy!
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Err, I took a stab at the accents... If you can't read them, I'm sorry…Please tell me if you can't and I'll change it to regular speech.
Also, the telharmonium (1st electric instrument) weighed 200 tons…there, you learned something from the internet :smiles:
There is a lot of stupidity and OOC, so please don't shoot me. But it is funny. Enjoy chapter seven don't forget to review!
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Chapter 7: "Pip and lunch don't mix"
Pip blinked. Alucard grinned.
And Seras just sort of stood there in her 'I'm so bloody confused' way.
"Say what?"
Alucard's grin just grew wider. "You heard me," he said happily, thoughts of revenge already forming. "Go ahead…have a seat. I'll be with your shortly." He chucked darkly as Pip suddenly realized the extreme danger he was in.
Seras glared and grabbed her Sire's arm, dragging him out into the hall. "How could you," she screeched.
The No Life King shrugged slightly. "What do I care? He's not MY boyfriend." Seras moaned and slapped a hand on her forehead. Alucard just blinked. It was a legitimate response!
"Just don't hurt him, please."
But it was too late for the request; Alucard had already gone back into the room. Seras waited (nervously) for Pip to come out. There was total silence in the room before a loud crash, a scream, another crash, aaaaand a few well-put curses. The draculina's eyes widened. Running over, she slowly pushed the door open before gasping.
"Captain? AH! What happened?" Alucard looked up, grinning like a dog that caught a rabbit. Pip was cowering on the gurney while flecks of blood surrounded and covered them both.
"YOU TRIED TO EAT ME!"
"It was just a nibble..."
"YOU ALMOST TOOK MY ARM!"
"I didn't bite that hard…"
"YOU DREW BLOOD!"
"That's what I'm supposed to do…"
"YOU DRANK IT!"
"…I'm a vampire if you've forgotten…"
Seras sighed and hung her head. "Alright…let's hear it…"
Pip whirled around to face her, pointing at the purring vampire, who was rather busy licking the blood from his fingers. "Everything waz going alright, but I knew from ze look in his eyes zat he was up to somezing."
"It was nothing. You're just high-strung…"
"He grabbed ze largest needle! He didn't warn me!"
"It was a mistake. Besides, I thought you were a dog of war…"
"ZEN when he drew ze blood, he just bit me!"
"Correction; I tripped…"
"AND STARTED DRINKING!"
"Well, I was a bit hungry, and you WERE bleeding…"
Seras held up her hand. "Master, enough…I don't need your commentary too…what else happened," she asked Pip, concern in her eyes.
"Well, I punched him off."
'Yes, and that hurt…caught my nose…'
"MASTER!" Alucard crossed his arms, growling to himself.
"Fine, fine…I'm shutting up…"
"Thank you. Go on."
"After zat, he backed off and you walked in."
The young vampire sighed slightly. "Alright. So, by what you're saying, Master was cleaning your arm, drew your blood, bit your arm before you could pull away, drank a bit, then you punched him and I walked in?"
"Yes."
"I see…well, I suppose we'll have to report this to Sir Integra." Silence filled the room before Alucard burst out in tears.
"NO! Anything but that! Please!"
Seras grinned evilly at him. "Alright. Then tell the Captain you're sorry." The elder vampire's eyes widened as his jaw dropped.
"WHAT?"
"You heard me, Master! Tell the Captain you're sorry or I'll tell Integra."
Alucard slowly weighed his choices. If he told the Captain he was sorry…well, he just couldn't do that! But if Seras told Integra on him it would just be a living nightmare. Shoving his pride into a crevice and his ego into a canyon, he locked gazes with Pip. Straightening his shoulders, he took a deep breath.
"I'm….s-s…so.." He growled softly, fists clenched tightly. "I'm s-sorr...reee…ee…"
Pip and Seras blinked. Who knew it would be so hard for the vampire to say a single word.
"I'm sorry," he finally spat out after five minutes of stuttering.
"There! That wasn't so bad, now was it, Master," Seras chirped happily. Alucard glared at her, thoughts of death forming.
'You have no idea,' he thought sourly as he tried to pick up the remainder of his destroyed ego.
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(On a train, somewhere in Britian)
"I don see why we have tae go," the deep voice complained for what seemed to be the twentieth time.
"For the last time, Anderson, enough…"
"Ack, Maxwell…wha is it whit ye today?"
Maxwell sighed in agitation and slumped down in the seat, closing his eyes. "We're doing this out of the good of-"
"Oor hearts…aye, I know…" Alexander Anderson (or rather just known as Anderson) stared gloomily out the window, watching as the British countryside flashed by.
"Then WHY do you continue to complain?"
There was no answer to his question. Maxwell could honestly say he didn't blame Anderson. After all, not only was he tricked to get onto the train going to London, but they also were forced to take away his bayonets. And everyone knew just how much he loved his blades.
It was rather creepy at times, to be totally honest.
And God forbid he share just HOW he was able to have endless supply of weapons on him. It took them almost five hours to extract all of them; not that the Priest was helping any.
Maxwell sighed once more and looked up at the ceiling. He had contacted Hellsing earlier that day to make sure there would be no run-ins. Integra assured them that there was nobody from her organization there, but something was nagging at the back of his mind. He shrugged it off as slight sleep deprivation.
Glancing around to compartment, he checked to make sure everyone was alright. Anderson was half asleep, muttering something about vampires and how to kill them, Heinkel and Yumiko where sitting side by side, both zoned out. Father Renaldo (don't ask why they dragged him along…they just did) sat staring out the window, slightly interested on what was going on outside. Maxwell yawned, tapping his fingers on the armrest. Heinkel seemed to snap out of her stupor.
"Vhat's vrong Chief?"
Maxwell shook his head. "It's nothing…just a bit tired, that's all."
"Vhy don't you get some sleep? I'll vake you vhen ve arrive."
He nodded his head slightly before falling into a light slumber, the rocking of the train quickly putting him to sleep.
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(Back at the blood drive)
Alucard had successfully gone through fourteen of the twenty people, err, that is to say, successfully draw their blood. Now he was waiting for one Mr. Christopher Coons… With Seras hovering over his shoulder for most of the day, he was unable to get a good meal out of the people, but when she had finally decided that he was being good and left, the feasting started. Yawning slightly, he made sure to clean the excess blood off of himself before the next person (oh, who are we kidding) victim arrived.
A knock on the door indicated the arrival of said victim number fifteen.
"Come in," Alucard muttered, his voice tired. He sighed and rubbed his eyes, yawning widely.
Christopher stepped into the room, quickly closing the door. He wore a three-piece business suit. His black hair was slicked back, allowing light green-blue eyes to show though. Alucard immediately stood at attention, not knowing what he was doing. Something about this man caught his eye…
"Let's get this over with. I don't have all day."
And there it was! Alucard grinned gleefully.
"I understand perfectly," he said, walking up to him. Brisk, straight to the point…cold…
Alucard was reminded of himself. He could feel his ego inflate as he drew the unit, plus the other half. Christopher looked at him; head up so he looked down his nose.
"You have the air of a lawyer," he said, giving a half fake smile. Alucard returned it.
"And you, Sir, ARE a lawyer if I'm not mistaken…"
Christopher nodded his head slightly, sliding off the bed. "Right you are," he said before walking out. Alucard tilted his head, before grabbing the blood.
"He'd make a good vampire," the No Life King muttered, sipping the blood. Downing the rest, he glanced at the list, checking to see who was next. Not really bothering to look at the name, he glanced at the time they were supposed to show. Alucard grinned slightly; he had close to a four-hour break.
Tossing the packet into the biohazard trash bin, he cleaned the blood from his lips before walking out of the room, stretching slightly. Today wasn't really that bad of a day so far. Besides the ego-crushing apology, that is.
Even Integra came to 'visit' as she put it.
"More like checking to make sure I didn't eat anybody," he muttered darkly, sitting down on one of the waiting benches. Sunglasses pushed up, he watched the people walk by; some giving him weird looks while others totally ignored him. Stretching once more, he yawned and lay down on the bench.
If he had a four-hour break, might as well take a kip since he was supposed to be sleeping anyway. Yawning once more, he closed his eyes, quickly falling asleep.
And somewhere on a train somebody was woken up.
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Also, Alucard does a little snooping and finds more than he bargains for.
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