Chapter #8: The first seal:
Kissing...If you could call it that. To her, it felt more like chewing and trying not to be chewed. His mouth pressed against hers was far from what she had expected it to be. It felt cold and it was wet and sticky from the blood that now run down her chin as well. Holding back a gag when she swallowed some of the crimson substance while trying to breathe, she did her best to get out of the vampire embrace and the sea of mutilated corpses, or at least what was left of the poor men that surrounded them.
Luckily for him and unfortunately for her, he had a good hold on her shoulders and back, making it impossible. Worn out and tired of the situation, the girl just opted to let him do. It was kind of gross and creepy but, after all, it was better to be anemic that dead. Taking this as an advantage, he pressed himself further against her, making the teen whine.
"Ewww…gross" His tongue lapped intensely at the wound of her bruised lip, tasting her blood and emitting moans she was sure only she could hear. Suddenly, the arms around her tightened in a painful embrace and her breath inched when his rows of fangs threatened to pierce her skin for the second time that night. However, the glowing red marks stopped that; the marks and the bullet that flew from Integra's gun only to land swiftly between Alucard's eyes with a low whistle. Slowly, the strong hold loosened and he fell to the ground, leaving the girl with nothing to support her which made her fall as well, next to his bloody "corpse". All of the adrenaline was gone and the toll of her wounds and the exercise she had done came in huge waves of pain. She looked at her hands and legs as if they weren't hers. She felt very dizzy and a small fog was starting to creep into her eyes, making her sight blurry. Darkness consumed her as she felt her consciousness slip out of her grasp with the sound of a muffling voice that sounded very much like Integra's shouting in an angered and slightly worried tone. The last thing she saw before fainting: two bright red glowing orbs looking directly at her.
The pain was too much. It burned as if her body was on fire and she was covered in sweat and some inky liquid that oozed from her chest. She couldn't move a muscle nor see anything in that dark void she was laying.
"Foolish girl! You ruined the spell! Good luck in finding your way back now!"
She could hear sinister laughter coming from the voice direction which seemed somehow familiar to her. Where had she heard that voice before? A quick flashback of a warm bright light invaded her mind for a brief second. Very slowly that laugh adopted a lighter and less dark tone, as well as a very French accent that could be heard closer and closer to where she was.
A gasp escaped her as she quickly sat up, making the red coat that covered her fell off and the IV that was plugged into her arm, connected to an empty blood bag, tremble. She looked around the room, breathing hard and disturbed, for the pain was still there. She rubbed gently her chest and neck, trying to pray that lingering sensation away.
"An IV... that explains why I feel better; bandages on the wounds, that's good; Vampire king sitting on a chair, that explains why I have this coat; door is...Vampire King sitting on a chair..."
"Where do you suggest me sitting? On the floor?" Alucard said, waving a hand in the air to emphasize his point in a bored way. "Or maybe you want me to join you in bed; after all you were quite forward last night". A grin spread in his face as red spread in hers.
"I tripped over that bloodbath you made! And you were the one who threw himself at me trying to eat me a-and stuff!" She panted out of breath, flawing her arms, not really knowing what to say.
In that moment the door opened to reveal Walter, carrying a wonderful smelling trail and some folded familiar yellow clothes
"Good morning miss, how are you feeling?" He said with his kind smile. "I'm sure you are hungry and please, change into these clothes, at least temporally. You can't go out walking on those rags". He pointed out, giving her a funny look that obviously said 'you're not staying here dressed like that'. This didn't go unnoticed by the teen but she let it go because she was in no mood for arguing.
"Thanks Walter, I was starving". Getting out of bed came to be an arduous task for her as those words left her mouth.
"I also want to apologize for last night". The old butler said bowing low. "I should have known you were our guest".
"Guest my ass. As far as I know, I've been kidnapped. Err... Don't mind it Walter, you were just doing your job". The Spanish awkwardly answered.
"Then I'll take my leave so you can eat and change. Please, when you are finished, Sir Hellsing would like to speak with you".
"Of course… Thank you again, Walter". She gave him one of her best smiles, or at least tried. That damn pain was still there!
"No problem miss". He said those last words closing the door.
"Finally, he's gone!" She turned to the food, she was not lying when she said she was very hungry, but found out it was just a very insipid salad and some kind of fish. Her stomach growled, she was never a fan of fish and the salad would definitely not fill her so she ignored the dish for the moment and picked up the clothes, forgetting about the other 'guest' that hadn't left the room yet. However, she quickly remembered when her face, and practically her entire body, hit a hard chest.
"Dios dame paciencia, porque como me des fuerza... Do you mind?" She said angrily, but he stood where he was, staring at nothing in particular, like she hadn't just bumped right into him.
"And stuff?" He suddenly broke the silence; looking at her through those red tinted goggles. "What do you think I do after eating my victims?" He said amused by the girl previous statement. A poker face was the only answer he got from her.
"...Say, do you read minds? Because what I'm thinking right now is wrong in so many levels". Her voice cracking with a bit of fear remembering what had happened before.
"You are still scared about what happened last night". He commented too cheerful for her taste.
"Oh, don't you say? It's not every day you are tried to be eaten, you know!" Getting angrier and more embarrassed by each passing second.
"Your eye is twitching". He said matter of factly, still not making any sign of leaving the room.
"What is your problem?!" The girl shouted covering that eye with a hand.
"I find you amusing. And, you entertain me". He answered, making himself comfortable in a near armchair, crossing his legs and taking off the glasses. Legs crossed and hands intertwined, he smiled at her creepily.
"Well, I find you annoying. And I'm no juggler! Leave, I want to change and I don't want you here". An arm extended towards the door. Alucard's answer was to slumber further into the furniture, ignoring her request.
"You don't have anything I haven't seen before. You are nothing special". That was it.
"Who does he think he is? I'll give him something special. Fine, do what you want". And with that said she positioned herself in front of the mirror and of him and started to undress slowly, making sure he was looking so he had a good view while being careful of her wounds. She couldn't see his reflection so she couldn't tell if her plan was working or not but she was sure as hell she would make it as provocative as she could. "God, what am I doing?" Shirt tossed aside and shorts slipping down her legs teasingly, she moved her long hair to the right, exposing her lightly bruised neck and her back. She then took a peak out of the corner of her eyes at the vampire only to see him staring at her, with a strange look on his face. "Maybe I took it too far".
She had a nice body, that, he had to admit. A bit on the chubby side but that added to her figure. He found himself staring at her as she unbuttoned her shirt and tossed it aside to work on her pants. He grinned. She was doing it on purpose.
"So the little minx isn't as innocent as she looks..." All of sudden, his throat went dry when she moved her locks, unconsciously baring her neck to him. He leaned forward, gripping the seat as he found himself licking his lips in anticipation at the wonderful taste and feel of her blood running down his throat. He had never had something so sweet. It was true she was a virgin so her blood was tastier than normal human blood, but hers was like a drug; it had something he couldn't quite place and that bothered and intrigued him. He remembered what happened after the young one passed out: he rose from the floor, blood rage gone and the sensation he had then was something he could only describe as what alcohol did to him when he was still human. He was literally drunk.
"The hell is this?! Whatever you people did to me while I was asleep?!" He was almost standing up now, but stopped when he processed what she said. A twelve-pointed star made with the darkest of inks covered the entire left side of her chest.
"A magic seal". Alucard stood up faster than the human eye could see and approached the teen. One arm around her hips and the other around her waist line.
"Wh-what are you doing now?!" She said blushing madly.
"You have been cursed". One finger hooked itself into the left side of her bra and pulled it down further enough to show the top of her breast where the strange blacks tattoo was painted.
"That wasn't there before!". She said gripping the edges of the mirror with a panicked face. "Ugh!" that dreadful pain returned twice as strong as she pressed her palms into the ink to try and keep it cool. When the pain was gone she was kneeling on the floor with Alucard crouched next to her, wearing a serious expression. He stood still, glaring at the now eleven-pointed star. Then he let go of her and moved towards the door until he phased through it without saying a word. After a second a bodiless voice echoed in her head.
"By the way, nice curves~"
"EEEPPPPP!" She covered herself with her arms, glaring holes into the spot he had been in just a moment ago. "Jerk!".
While she finished changing, the vampire made his way to his newest mission. On his way there and while fighting the freaks and ghouls, he couldn't take the young woman out of his head. This human, she was different, the air around her was odd as well as everything about her and that mark on her chest was definitely the result of some sort of black magic. He frowned, staring down at his own seals as if remembering something that happened long ago.
"Very interesting indeed". Should he inform his Master about the situation? He looked up to the night sky and run his tongue around his sharp fangs savoring the still lingering taste of her blood, earning a shiver from it. Dilated pupils tainted with a hint of lust looked down to the now desolated battlefield. No, for now he wasn't going to tell Integra about this curious discovery. He will have some fun with this little human of his.
When the room was in complete silence again, laud laughing and cheerful shouts started to come from the end of the hallway, and above them, the same French accent as before could be heard. A wave on sudden excitement overcame her senses. Some gasps and screams followed that laughter and she knew exactly what was happening.
"It can't be…" She sprinted out of the room, forgetting about her new 'tattoo' now that the pain was gone and something more important occupied her thoughts. She threw open the double doors and came inside of the big room filled with men. That's when she spotted the ginger with the bloodied forehead.
"The Wild Geese!" She squeaked. Too late she realized what she had done when everybody in the room was looking at her questioningly. She put her hands over her mouth so fast that she hit her lip, making it bleed again.
"Oops…Hi?"
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God give me patience, because if you give me strengh...
Väl Apple here! I took my damn sweet time with this chapter only for it to end up being boring as hell, for that I'm sorry .
However, I think it was necessary for some plot developing. Chapter 9 comming shortly.
HELP NEEDED! I don't know if you have noticed but our main character still doesn't have a name XD. Any suggestion? It has to be a Spanish name ;D. Thank you!