Disclaimer: Only Black Magic is my original story, not Hellsing... too bad for me...
Chapter VII
Seras woke, not in her coffin, but in Alucard's, Alucard himself was sleeping with her, arm draped on her waist, face buried in her neck. This time, she didn't kick him or scream for him to get out. She welcomed his touch.
Seras felt... complete. She took back every mean thought she ever had about Alucard. There was no chance she would ever hate him again. Not when he kissed her so tenderly... All her fears drifted away when he held her. She did not have to think of the nightmares that she now remembered.
Alucard was still out like a light, so Seras wriggled her way out of his coffin. She was just about to turn the knob when her master's arms ensnared her waist again. "Hmmm..." he mumbled into her shoulder, "I don't remember allowing you to leave me."
Seras about-faced, meeting her master's intense gaze. "Well, I, uhh... I wanted to get something I thought might be useful." Not even giving Alucard the chance to ask what she was talking about, she ducked out of his grip and sprinted to her room. She deftly flipped open her journal, ripping out the pages on which she had recorded her nightmares. Returning the journal to its place, she opened her door, only to collide with Alucard.
"Owww... Master, that hurt." She looked up from the floor and bumped noses with Alucard. He only smirked, scooped up Seras bridal style, and teleported to his room.
"So what do you have for me?" Seras quietly handed over the sheets of paper with her neat handwriting.
"I've been keeping track of my nightmares. You asked me to try to remember, and I have. Now they're really easy to recall because they're a lot more vivid and it feels so real. Almost like I really have that man breathing down my neck. He-"
"What man?" Alucard had assumed the worst and cut her off sharply, narrowing his eyes.
"He looked weird, and that's not saying much. His eyes were orange-ish, almost like red and gold. Half-vampire. Half-lycan. He would always breathe on my neck, waiting. For what, I don't know. At first, I thought it was you, but he had a tattoo. It-"
"The tattoo. What did it look like?" Alucard answered his own question when he read out loud an entry from two nights ago. The most recent.
I have a headache again. These nightmares seem to take so much out of me. Physically and emotionally. I feel so down all the time and Master is looking at me strangely. I think all this fatigue is taking a toll on me... When I wake up, I hurt all over. My hands especially. Each night, they get worse. Maybe it has something to do with the moon, now that it's waxing.
In my nightmares, this man looks an awful lot like Master. Beautiful and dangerous at the same time. Seras blushed deeply at this. She had forgotten she'd written that or she wouldn't have gotten it out... Alucard finished smiling, yes smiling, and went back to reading. He has this looped mark with a snake and fire and a dragon that look like they're bleeding on the left side of his face.
I hope I can get through this. I'm not strong like Master. Just a scared little girl...
Alucard's thoughts raced in fragments around a never-ending track. ...fatigue...half-lycan...breathing on neck...waxing moon... looks an awful lot like master... looped mark...
His suspicions had been correct. Ciprian was behind all this. What he didn't understand was the lycan bit. The men he had seen some five hundred years ago were vampires. At least he thought they were. Had plans been started by someone else? Plans that Ciprian was completing? Half-vampire. Half-lycan. Stronger than both...
When he finished reading, the room was as silent as the grave. Seras studied all the changes of expression Alucard's face went through. First it was just deep concentration, followed by satisfaction. Then it changed to confusion to semi-understanding.
Alucard peered at his scarlet fledgling. Words couldn't describe how proud he was of her. All he regretted was that what she gave him only arose more questions. Rubbing his forehead, he lay the paper down on the table and pulled Seras close, laying his head on her shoulder. How lucky he was...
Alucard was bored out of his mind. He had bothered Integra, scared the maids, and entertained the idea of blowing off a ghoul's head. Now he had nothing to do. If only Seras's stupid mission would end sooner. He never noticed how much space Seras took in his life. He was never bored when she was around. He couldn't wait to see her when she got back...
There was great commotion overhead, indicating the arrival of the company. Alucard waited for Seras to come down, but she didn't. Thinking she might still be outside, he went up to look. No one. Maybe he just missed her. He searched the mansion up and down, but couldn't find her. He was getting a little nervous...
He saw Pip rounding the corner and immediately grabbed him by the collar. "Where's Seras?" he demanded.
Pip only shook his head. "Alfway zrough ze mizzion, we lost communication with her. I zent four men to look for her, but zey came back with only zis." Alucard just stared at what Pip was holding. Seras's Harkonnen.
Ciprian had already begun...
Another chapter, unbelievable...
i kind of used three senences from Underworld... "Mujhe maf kurtho" (forgive me)
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