Welcome to my story, Vampire City. I don't know why I started this story - I'm just a fangirl of Hellsing.
Anyway, the Characters are Alucard (Vladimir), Seras, Walter, (who belong to whoever owns Hellsing, because I can't remeber his name) and as for my own OCs, they are Selene, Armand, Raphael, Jonathan, William, Benjamin, and Madeline.
I hope you enjoy this little prolouge - chapter one shall continue if I get a break from my college studies. And yes, this is a Alucard/Seras story.
Being a college student sucks, but only sometimes.
As for Tainted Years, and Hidden Camera, those I plan to continue, though the stories are currently NOT on my laptop. I shall upload them once I go home for the holidays.
Ja ne!
Sarri Otaku-san
DISCLAIMER: I still do not own any of the Hellsing characters - as mentioned above.
Raphael Choiseul sighed heavily, laying down the heavy tome onto the old mahogany table. Taking off his reading glasses, he gently rubbed at his eyes, hoping to relieve some of the fatigue that he felt. Elegant pianist's fingers moved from his eyes to his waist-length blonde hair, raking through the loose locks.
"Raphael?" the small, almost child-like voice dragged the tired vampire to attention, ice-blue eyes snapping open to look to the double doors behind him.
Selene Vigeè-Lebrun stood in the doorway, her pale pink eyes blinking slowly at him. She was dressed for bed, her white skin seeming even paler due to the black night shift she wore. Selene smiled, reveling tiny fangs, and stepped into the library, turning to close the door behind her.
"How are you faring? I know that you spent the entire day here." Selene moved across the wide tiled floor to the table where Raphael was seated, her bare feet making no sound. Her ankle length white hair drifted softly around her as she walked, giving off the impression of a ghost. Selene stopped behind Raphael, placing her tiny hands on his shoulders, and looking at the book resting in front of him.
"I've found nothing. I have gone through every medical book in this damned library and still have found nothing!" Raphael's deep tenor voice carried throughout the room, emphasized by the underlying exhaustion laced throughout it.
"Shhh. You've done the best you can. All we can hope for now is that Vladimir has found something in his former Master's library. You and I both know that this room doesn't hold all the books." The albino draculina waved a hand around, making her point known. "Anything that could have been useful burned down with Helena's home almost fifty years ago."
"I know," Raphael groaned, burying his face in his hands. "But still, I want to help her as much as I can. It pains me to see Alucard suffer."
Selene tightened her hold on Raphael's shoulders, a small, but reassuring gesture. Quickly releasing her hold on his shoulders, the draculina began to finger-comb Raphael's wild blonde locks.
"Seras has been able to hold her own for several years now. Yes, she's still weak, I'll grant you that, and if we don't find this cure soon, I would not be surprised if she passes. Yet I'm not too worried about her. She has the will to live, and, being his bride gives her a little extra boost. He wouldn't let her die if he could help it." Selene paused, yanking off a black ribbon from her night chiffon and tying it around Raphael's hair. She smoothed out the ponytail, and moved to stand beside her old friend.
"I understand that aspect, but still – it seems there is nothing we can do for her!" Raphael leaned forward onto the table, resting is elbows on the ancient mahogany wood. "There is always the slim hope that Alucard would find something in Integra's library, and if not in there, we could go straight to Section XIII – "
"Armand already looked through their archives." Selene interrupted, laying a tiny hand onto the old tome that Raphael had on the table. "He found nothing. Even the Paladin offered to help – but Armand wouldn't hear anything of it."
Raphael growled softly. "That's another source down. Alucard is our only hope now."
"Mmm…" Selene muttered absentmindedly, picking up the ancient book and walking down the lamp lit aisle only to disappear behind one of the many two-story high bookshelves.
"Selene – " Raphael looked up from his slouch, "where are you going?"
"To put this back," came the soft reply. A thump later, Selene came drifting back from one of the darkened halls, stepping back into the ring of lamplight. However, in her tiny hands she held a small, leather bound book.
"What are you doing?" Raphael regarded the little draculina with a puzzled look.
"This – " Selene gently placed the book onto the table, "is our solution."
"What?"
"Go on. Open to the first page."
The sound of old pages being turned filled the room, as Raphael gently leafed through the book. "Journal of Jonathan Harker….Selene, this isn't going to help! Have you not had breakfast this morning?"
Tiny fangs glinted in the light as Selene smiled. "Oh, I wasn't talking about the book, Raphael."
Ice blue eyes narrowed at the pale pink ones hidden in the half-shadows. "Just what are you implying, Selene? You can't possibly go and – "
The smile widened to almost a maniacal grin. "Oh, yes I can."
"Alucard would never – "
"Vladimir," Selene corrected, "isn't going to go there. I will."
Raphael's jaw dropped slightly, and he blinked. "You can't."
"Why?"
"It's – it's just unheard of! No one of our kind has visited the Harker family line for centuries, and besides, they have the very blood that betrayed and got Alucard into imprisonment in the first place!"
"Raphael." The usually soft voice turned to cold steel, the voice of a trained French noble. "Have you forgotten their debt to my family?"
"Your family name, Selene. But there are no more of you! Your family line is dead!"
"Not as long as I continue to exist, Raphael." Selene turned, and strode out of the room, the old oak doors slamming behind her.
Raphael looked at the spot where the albino had stood, and shook his head. "Stupid girl," he muttered. "You're making a mistake."
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