With that Integra entered the kitchen. She didn't know why she looked into the fridge. It's not like she was going to find human food in there anyway. What Integra did find, though not human food, was a human.
"What the...? Who were you?" asked Integra, as she read his tag. "Tuesday, Luke Valentine. So that's what happened to the village idiot. Oh, well no great loss. Wait a minute today's Thursday. No wonder they went out."
Suddenly, Integra smelled the smell of fresh blood. Integra left the fridge and walked over to the table. On the table sat three crystal wine goblets filled with a crimson liquid. Integra put her pinky finger into the first glass and tasted of it contents. She quickly spat the contents back out upon the floor.
"Yuck, I think I went to school with this girl." she chuckled.
She dipped her finger into the second goblet.
"Hm, same girl. I wonder who she was. Maybe it was my math teacher. I hate math." wondered Integra.
The third glass she didn't touch. By now, she knew the contents would be from the same bottle as the other two. So Integra left the kitchen. She explored the living room instead.
"Nice." marveled Integra.
Integra smiled as she looked around the room.
"Now this is entertainment."
On the southern wall hung an HDTV and in each corner the room sat a speaker for maximum sound. Integra flipped on the TV to see just what kind of television vampires would watch. Immediately, scenes and sound from "Night of the Living Dead" filled the room.
"Figures, they'd pick a movie in which the undead win."
Integra was looking for a chair to sit in, when she noticed the three chairs. One was a huge throne, made for a king. The name Alucard was carved in gold letters above the headrest.
"Good grief. Well, someone has got serious ego issues." smirked Integra.
The second chair was the same only smaller. It was less extravagant, but by no means less important.
"Hm, someone knows less is more." thought Integra. "Girlycard. Girlycard? I wonder, is she wife or sister. Well, she's obviously the practical one."
Integra sat in her chair. It was hard and strong, but it had a cushion for her seat and for her armrests. It also had a cup holder and a holder for the remote.
"Guess, I know who wears the pants in this family." chuckled Integra.
Lastly, Integra came to Seras' chair. Seras' chair was not like her two masters at all. I was a simple black Lazyboy.
"Now that's more like it." commented Integra, as she sat down in Sera's chair.
Integra relaxed into Seras' chair as she finished watching "Night of the Living Dead." The Lazyboy was soft, comfortable, and it vibrated with warmth. It was obvious that Seras was still a baby vampire and one that still clung to her human ways.
When the movie finished, Integra looked at her watch. It was 3:42am.
"Where are those damn vampires? I've got other freaks to kill tonight." complained Integra. "Hell with it, I'll just catch some ZZZs. Can't fight if I'm tired."
Integra went upstairs and looked for a place to sleep. Three vampires, three separate rooms. She already knew that she would be sleeping in Seras' room, probably the most comfortable room in the whole house. Still, curiosity begged her to see what type of room Alucard and Girlycard would sleep in. Integra opened the door to Alucard's room.
"Whoa." she gasped.
The entire room was done in shiny black marble. The candles flicked giving the room a nice and eerie glow. The room was huge and had four blood red armor knights guarding an extravagant coffin bed. Integra shook her head unbelievingly as she saw a full skeleton standing beside the bed in a permanent serving mode, its arms outstretched and a try in its hands. His coffin bed was no less grand. It was pure black polished oak with gold edging. Inside it was red silk lined and very comfortable. And it was big.
"He's either a very big guy or he doesn't sleep alone." pondered Integra.
Above the coffin bed, Integra noticed an enormous oil painting. It was a portrait of the owner, Alucard.
"Alucard, lord and master. So this is what you look like." sighed Integra. "Your handsome, I'll give you that much. But you're also conceded and vain. So you're not my type. Pity, I could get lost in your eyes."
Integra gave a deep sigh as she looked at his portrait, which quiet spookily seemed to be staring at her as well. Suddenly, Integra felt a warmth growing within her. Her heart began to beat faster and her breathing increased.
"Ok. Enough of that. Pull it together girl. He's a blood sucking corpse." Integra reminded herself as she left the room. "Yeah, but he's a blood sucking corpse with really great eyes."
Integra opened the door to Girlycard's room, and then she got the really cold sensation of being somewhere she wasn't supposed to be. Integra stepped inside and was "floored" by the décor. This room seemed to be decorated by an angry mob. Pitchforks were used as torches and they lit the room with a devil's light.
"Oh my God." cried Integra, in horrible awe.
Integra stood in stark amazement at the wall of heads that hung from Girlycard's walls. Row upon row of human heads greeted Integra as she surveyed the room. Heads both male and female, Red heads, blondes and brunettes. Some had their eyes closed and some had their eyes wide open.
"So this is what happened to Agent Ferguson and Agent Garreth." said Integra.
Integra quickly said a prayer for their souls and then she got the hell out of that room, slamming the door closed behind her.
"Brrrrr." shivered Integra, as she tried to free herself from the feeling of creepiness. "That girl's got mental problems. She'll be hard to beat."
After all that, Integra was more that ready to rest in Seras' room. She opened the door and she smiled. Integra was met by a completely normal room. The same kind of room any teenager would have. Seras had posters of her favorite boy band lining her walls. Seras, it seemed, was totally into Pip Bernadette and his band called "The Wild Geese". Seras also had a radio, a Playstation 3, and a bookshelf full of Harlequin romance novels. It was obvious that this girl hated being a vampire and was doing her damnest to hold on to her human life. Integra couldn't help but laugh when she saw a poster of an open field and a bright sunny day on her wall. It was a yellow sun with its rays shining down upon a field of green; its loving rays causing the dandelions and other wild flowers to grow.
Then something else caught her eye. It was a family photo. There was a happy young Seras with her mom and dad. A picture perfect loving and happy family. Integra picked it up to look at it and noticed something tapped to the back. It was an obituary. Her family had been murdered by street punks hired by her father's worst enemy. Suddenly, Integra felt very sorry for Seras. Her world of light stolen from her and now she lived condemned in a world of darkness.
"Come on Integra. Snap out of it. Pity is a sign of weakness." said Integra, scolding herself. "Once a hunter feels sorry for its prey, it becomes the hunted. Don't lose focus."
But now sleep was hunting Integra. She was tired. She wondered over to Seras' bed. Yes, bed. Seras had a normal bed, but it was lined with "Batman" sheets. Integra laughed.
"I like this kid."
Integra lay down to sleep. She'd need all her strength to deal with these three, especially Girlycard.