Disclaimer: You know those chain letters that have you make a wish and it'll come true if you send it to millions of people? Well, they lie.
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"He got what was coming to him." Cedric said as he pulled me from the mud.
"How could you say that?" I whispered. "How could you say that about my husband?"
"He was a witch India."
"No, he wasn't."
"You're still under his spell."
"Cedric, please," I stopped and looked into his eyes. "You're the sensible one, please."
"India…"
"What are they going to do with his…the body?"
"It'll probably end up as food for the wild dogs."
"Cedric, please, just give him a burial."
He stared down at me. It was impossible to believe that he didn't hear my pounding heart. If I could only get him back to the lab, maybe it was possible to bring him back. Sure the experiments hadn't worked, but…I have to try.
"Boy." He turned to one of the servants. "Put the body in the morgue."
Of all of the volumes of text in the Hellsing library, there was not one on how to resurrect anyone. The Bible was the only thing that even mentioned it. It had been only a few days, but the body was already starting to decompose. There wasn't much time left.
"What am I going to do?" I slammed another book shut.
I could feel tears in my eyes. It's hopeless. There's no way I can bring him back. I was just kidding my self to think I could. I'm sorry my love.
Closing my eyes, I willed it all away. That when I opened them, everything would be the way it should be. Dracula and I would be happy together and Father wouldn't sill think he was in league with the vampires…
"That's it!" I sat bold upright. "Father wants something to help defeat vampires. Dracula will be that!" Jumping up, I raced over to the corpse. There was so much to do, and time was running out.
Beads of sweat covered my face. The lab was steaming and getting hotter my the minute. It'd been nearly six hours since I started, now was the test. If this didn't work, then… well, it was in God's hands now.
It took all of my strength throw the switch. Nothing happened. My heart stopped. This couldn't be happening. I raced to the other side of the room and pulled a knife from one of the cabinets.
Standing above him, I pulled it across my wrist. The blood dripped down to his lips. There was a flutter of the eyelids. Slowly, they opened. The eyes weren't brown anymore. No, they were blood red.
Suddenly, he bared his teeth and lunged. He attached himself to my wrist. I let out a cry of pain, but he just gripped tighter. Instinctively, I jerked my arm back. That got him off.
Wrapping a cloth around it, I stared at him. Sitting up, he surveyed the room, before coming to me. He smiled, white fangs gleaming. There was blood dripping down his chin, my blood.
"Dracula…" I murmured.
"Hello darling." His voice was different. "It is time for dinner, and you're on the menu."
"No."
He was standing in front of me before I could blink. Adrenaline kicked in and I pushed him away. I was half way to the door as he fell into the table. My feet pounded against the ground. The closest way out of the house was the front door.
Behind me I could hear him. Slamming the basement door, I ran through the front door. It was pouring rain and I was soaked only a few steps from the front arch.
I could hear him getting closer. The mud made me slip. Somehow I managed to regain my footing. Didn't last long though. There was an embankment near an old stream. It was all mud; I couldn't avoid it.
Covered in mud, I landed in the stream. There was movement on the embankment. A shadow jumped off and splashed into the water.
"Stay back!"
A hand gripped my throat. It squeezed tight, lifting me off my feet. Gasps came from my throat. Franticly scratching the hands, they suddenly let go. I splashed down.
"Dracula." I buried my face in his chest. "Please, you must remember em."
"I… India?"
His eyes were still red, but they held the same look they used to. The weight on me was suddenly lifted. He was alive.
"Oh Dracula." I smiled, tears mixing with the rain. "You're alive."
"But how?"
"I'll tell you later, we need to get out of here before someone sees you here."
I grabbed his hand and led him inside. There was no one in the entranceway fortunately.
"What about your family?"
"I'll tell Father that you're one of my experiments or something like that."
"India." He grabbed my wrist.
I flinched' his eyes glowed for a moment before returning to normal.
"If…" He began again. "I don't want you to get hurt."
"I won't. I'm my Father's best pawn."
All day I avoided my Father, but I couldn't manage to get out of dinner. It was going to be just the three of us. I would have preferred a large one, with many people. Then I'd be able to blend in. Most likely, I would have been able to avoid the both of them all night. This, however, was not the case.
"I hope you have recovered India." My father said.
"I have."
"Good, now we just need to find you a suitor."
I picked up my glass, keeping my eye on him. He hadn't said anything about my wrist yet. Maybe he hadn't noticed. The glass shook as I brought it up to my lips.
"Are you alright India?" Cedric took it from me.
"I must still be sick." I managed a weak smile.
I am so good.
"Go rest." Father ordered. "We don't need you to be tired for your future husband."
I already have a husband, and he's sitting in the basement right now.
"Of course."
Standing up, I turned to leave, but something caught my hand. My heart stopped.
"What is this?" Cedric gently touched the bandage.
"I cut myself in the lab." I tried to pull away from him.
"Let me take a look."
"It's nothing."
He started unwrapping it. Slowly, the bandage came off. Then it was all off. Gasps came from them.
"India." Father's voice was filled with rage. "What the hell is going on?"
I was quiet and he stood up. His hand made contact with my cheek, making it sting.
"What the hell is going on? When were you bitten?"
"It was part of my experiment." I whispered.
"We'll just see about that."
He roughly grabbed my arm. I was pulled to the stairs. The march down took too little time. There was movement in the lab. Cedric lit a candle. Out of the corner of my eye I saw him.
"What are you doing to her?" The voice broke the silence.
Startled, Father let go of me. Another hand pulled me behind Dracula.
"This is the Devil's work!" Father groped for something to fend him off.
"No!" I pushed him behind me.
"You did this!"
"Father, this is the end result."
"This is your experiment?"
"Yes, he should be able to kill any vampire."
"But what is he?"
"He's…" I turned to look at him. "A vampire."
"So this is way you wanted your husband's body." Cedric said.
I can't let them know its Dracula!
"No, I just made it to his likeness."
"What is its name?"
I glance up at him; his eyes shone bright red in the light. It sent shivers down my spine.
"Alucard."
Father looked him over. Then he froze. My breath caught in my throat. He suddenly whirled around, throwing me against one of the tables. Glass shattered and I heard the sound of a scuffle. It took all of my energy to lift my head up to see.
Alucard had pinned Father to the wall. Cedric was trying to get him off. An arm came back, tossing Cedric across the room into a wall. Blood dripped down his face. Suddenly, Alucard dropped my Father and whirled around to Cedric. Picking my brother up by his collar he bared his fangs.
"No!"
He sank his fangs into his neck. I used the rest of my strength to get to him. Cedric was pale as I tore whim from Alucard's grasp. Standing up, I stood between them.
Without warning, a light engulfed him. The light muffled his screams. Slowly, it began to fade. Eventually, there were just rings of light around his legs and wrists.
"You have forcibly taken blood from a family that has given it to you willingly." A voice filled the room. "As punishment you will serve them until the family is no more."
The voice faded. All four of the rings disappeared. He dropped to his knees, pain written all over his face. I started to rush to him, but was thrown back. My Father's face was contorted with anger.
"You wretched girl!" He screamed. " You did this to us, you brought that thing on us!"
"Father." Cedric said weakly, lifting himself to his feet. "That voice, it said that, that thing, is to serve us, India's experiment worked."
Father stared. He was deep in thought. I held my breath. Then, he nodded.
"You are right Cedric." He turned and shook his finger at me. "But you still created a vampire, something that the family has been fighting for centuries. You are never to come back here again. And from this point on, you are no longer a Hellsing."
A/N: I think I'm getting into the habit of writing this on Saturday and Sunday before posting them Sunday night. Well anyway, next chapter is the last one. That one will, hopefully, be longer. Until then, sleep tight.