Chapter 3
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~((The Day Before Aya Awoke))~
(Alucard's POV)
I sat perfectly silent and wait for her to wake and notice me, she had been sleeping two days already. As I sit and watch over her, my mind goes back to the moment she round housed kicked the vampire with only her bare foot and my love flares. I look at her and reach out to carress her head and I watch as she snuggles towards me with a sence of security, causing my heart to skip as if it were beating.
I decided to see how she would respond to my toutch as I start to pet her head. I smile secretly and start to rub her head in small circles wondering how much she was like my beloved queen from the past. I stroke gently and she nuzzles towards me again. I decide to start rubbing small circles into her uninjured shoulder and stay beside her as hours pass, my legs not tiring, my muscles not needing to rest.
My circles become tighter and my finger starts to travel down her collar bone, knowing she wouldn't remember anything due to the medication she was on her for injuries. I continue to swirl my finger against her skin, it rises with goosebumps and my eyes soften there glow. I began to understand why a lot of humans wanted to fall in love so quickly, the feelings were what everyone needed. The feeling of belonging to someone. Not just being alone in a world that has forgotten that you exsit, or have come up with so many lies and distractions makes you wonder about life in its current moldable, shapable element. I continue to carress her, and think about my 'life'.
I sigh and notice she had been hurting as she slept, having put new bandages on her hand and her other scrapes and cuts. The glass in her hand had been the hardest for walter to remove, he had insisted that I let him work his magic with the open wounds and see that they had been deeper than originally thought.
(Flashback to two days ago)
He scolded me "Why in the hell did you pull the longest shard out of her hand Alacard?! I dont understand why you even pulled it out. You could have killed her!" ie \
I frown at him. "I didn't ask for a lecture old hunter." Walter looked at me with pure sarcasim. "Then please, tell me why you brought her to us when there was a perimedic that could have tended to her wounds?" He asked with skeptisim. I glared at him and decide not to take the bait he had so purposely laid out, I huffed to myeself and looked past him.
"Sir Alucard you do know that she is a human, and you already have one fledgeling under your wing at the moment. " I glare at him. "She is special, Walter." I say in utmost politeness so that he would shut up.
~((The Day Aya Woke))~
(Aya's POV)
I stare over at the same man from before, my mouth agape in shock at first, then I narrowed my eyes at him. He simply chuckled and asked "What did I do?" I smarted. "D-did you undress me? Where are my clothes?! What am I wearing?!" I had what looked like pink pajamas on with little cupcakes that where purple with blue iceing.
He said nothing, only seemed to observe me. I fumed for a bit squirming around and attempting to get up with some hinderance to my movement due to the bandages. I eventually just gave up, flopping helplessly back onto the pillows.
He finally answered my question. "I did nothing of the sort. The butler here cleaned and dressed your wounds and the maids did the same for your body. You've been resting here for three days, I've simply been watching over you." I blinked. 'Three days? Oh, no. What about my internship! Or my classes? Does my father know? Oh no, he's probably freaking out!' I thought frantically. I opened my mouth to ask the man seated next to the bed if there was a phone that I could use when a man in a butler uniform came in.
"I am glad to see that you're finally awake, miss. How are you feeling?" He asked. "Better, thank you." The butler nodded and spoke again. "Sir Hellsing has requested you in her office when you awoke. You as well, Alucard." I nodded and got up shakily, not having been up in a while. Alucard, the man who had been sitting next to me, now that I finally remembered his name, helped steady me until I let him know I'd be alright. We then followed the butler, who introduced himself as Walter C. Dornez, Walter in the lead, myself behind him and Alucard trailing behind me, his hight towering over me quite a bit.
When we stopped, Walter opened a door and led us into Sir Hellsing's office. Sitting behind a desk was a blonde woman whom I recognized faintly. As I came to stand infront of the desk, it hit me. "I-Integra? Is that you?" I asked meekly. Her icy eyes widened behind her glasses. "Ayarelle? My, you've really filled out in 12 years, haven't you?"
She smiles and I return it. "It's been too long. And I go by Aya now." She came around the desk and we exchanged hugs. Walter and Alucard must have been staring in a confused stupor, because Integra then spoke. "Ayare- Aya and I knew each other when we where children." I grined. "Yup. We where like best friends. Almost like sisters, until my father made us move when I was eight."
(Alucard's POV)
I sit beside her as Walter informed us that Integra wanted to see us both. I sigh as the night takes its hold over the daylight that humans so cherish and love. I escorted my newly selected queen and Walter to Sir Integra's office. I usually do not come here just for the fact of having to be near her. Usually we talked over the phone and she would get onto me for something I had done, but I put that aside because my queen was going to meet her, and I wanted to be there for it.
When we stopped in front of the door, she was sitting at her desk per usual, the blonde woman with the circular rimmed glasses was my master. I had forgotten to address her as master upon entering her domain, she was the director of the Hellsing Organization and had controlled what I have done for years now. Although, it never seems to change how the opperations go, first the police are sent in and if they can't handle it, I'm the back up that cleans up the mess.
My thoughts were pulled back as I noticed my queen seemed to know my master. My mind focuses on the name Sir Integra says. "Ayarelle." I pause as I watch as my soon to be mate embraces my master, and soon to be her master as well, and I question, "You know my queen?" She glared at me and continued to talk.
"Ayare- Aya and I knew each other when we where both children." My sight wavered as my queen started to talk again. "Yup. We where like best friends. Almost like sisters, until my father made us move when I was eight." My smirk fades fast as relization hits me. "My master, I wish to talk to you." I head away from the scence hurriedly. I motion for Aya to stay and follow Intergra out into the hallway.
My master looked at me. "What the hell, Alucard? What is this about, what is she doing here? She was supposed to be away from all of this!" She glared at me. I looked at her, taken back. "What do you mean, Master? I do not understand what you are trying to tell me..." My confusion must have shown on my face. There seemed to be a unspoken reason my mate was not to be included in all this, she seemed to be really upset with me. "Alucard. She has to leave and now." My face contorted slightly while I tried to figure out what she meant, but in the end, my mind was made up.
I stare at my master and shake my head. "Sir Intergra, my master, I have finally chosen my new queen." Intergra's face ashened and she looked me straight in the eye, with the most intensity that a human of her stature could. I stare back unabashed, but knowing that I wouldn't give in. That my decision was final and if not given the amount due to me, I would become a serious issue. I exhale slowly and continue to stare my forms jumping slightly and maniacally until I quiet them and give her a look of full resolution about my decison of a mate.
She stared back for a minute more, then relented. "Fine, but you cannot change her without her personal consent, Alucard. You already have a fledgeling draculina, and the effect of having a newly made female vampire around as well as Seras with both of their hormones going unchecked would cause too much chaos. I will ask Victoria to begin taking birth control pills to lessen the effect on you if you choose to keep going on this path." She turned away slightly but looked at me, "If you hurt her Alucard, I will lock you in to your room and she just might become my new champion. If you proceed, that is."
Her threat did nothing but irritate me, like a wasp that keeps banging fruitlessly against the glass. I silently sigh and look after my master. She was a fully grown woman, determined with all her might to vamquish the evil in this world. She knew of all the evil little deeds done that would make the Hellsing Organization unable to be disbanded, and with a new threat iminant at every corner, no one was safe outside of these walls alone.
I crossed the threshold as Aya and Walter leave. I nod to him to let him know that I will be leaving for my solitude for a while. Aya seemed to want to talk to me, but at this time my throat began to burn for her blood. I quickly take my leave, giving her a small smile letting her know everything was fine.
My room is the darkest of rooms within the Hellsing Organinzation, the darkness allows no sunlight to come through and irk me. I sigh and sit in my chair looking at a fresh blood and champange bottle, my sences overloaded at the smell and I uncork the bottle slowly and hear a pop as the cork hits the ceiling.
My throat burns with the needing ache, having not drank blood in three days now, my tastebuds scream for the life-saving liquid. I let it slide slowly down my throat and feel the flow of a humans life force enter my body. The essence of humans was the plasma within the luxuirious drink. The life blood flowing and slickened my thirst, it rejuvenated my spirit and as the red liquid raced down my eyes glowed a deep crimson.
I look at the empty glass and the bottle sitting half drained and see the life of a young man, his age uncerten yet it seemed to be of a young accountant of some sort. He was sitting at a type writter, with a bunch of noise coming out as if it were about to come to life on its own. He looked up at the clock and, out of instinct I followed suit, it was half past noon. "Time for some tea." I heard him say and my ideas came to the surface, he wasn't an acccountant. He was a famous human writer, his name escaped me until there was a familar woman that asked him "Mr. LeRue? Are you ready for your tea?"
A maid walked into the drawing room and set down his tea some time later. My sight was drawn ever so breifly to the woman and she seemed to have known this young gentleman for some time now. She offers him his tea and just as the he was about to take a drink the door bell rang. "I will answer it, sir." She said and happily seemed to be going to answer the door, I hear gun fire. The man whose blood I just drank ran to help his maid just to be shot in the head, my mind slowly returns. I sigh as the memory fades and my life comes back into veiew. I soon fall asleep for I could feel the rising of the dreaded sun.
(Aya's POV)
The day I was reunited with Integra, she asked if I wanted to join her organization. She explained that they, as the Hellsing Organization, fight and kill the evil creatures in this world, such as vampires. I said that I needed a little time to think about joining up. She agreed to let me stay whilest I made up my mind.
I was then shown to my room. It was a different one than I woke up in. This one was much larger, more lavish and somewhat homier. It had an ajoined bathroom that was half the size of the bedroom itself with a regular bathtub, a stand-in shower, and a jaccuzi tub. I flopped down on the king-sized bed and drifted off before I knew it.
I startled awake around 5:30pm, my stomach grumbling impatiently. I sighed and got up and got dressed, heading to where I thought the kitchen might be. As I continued down the hallway, I came across a mirror. I gazed at it for a few seconds, confused as to why someone would leave a mirror in the middle of this hallway, which was a dead end. After a little while of studdying the hallway and the mirror, I shrugged it off and wandered away from it.
Eventually, Walter found me and led me to the dining hall, where some food was already prepared. I zoned out as I picked out a sandwich and some chips, not bothering with anything too heavy just yet. I recalled the memory of the vampire attack I had been through and about what if Alucard hadn't been there.
I would either be dead now or a vampire. I remembered how Alucard had handled himself; cool, calm, and collected. I breifly wondered if he was human before I heard a voice calling my name. It was faintly familiar, like the voice of someone in a dream I could barely remember. It was male, and somewhat gruff and a bit forign.
"Ayarelle... My dear Ayarelle... Come to me... It must begin..." The voice whispered inside my mind. I was then drawn from my thoughts and the voice by someone coming closer to me and catching my attention.
(Alucard's POV)
I hear a slight whisper on the wind, and wonder as I wake up, the evening air chilling through the small crevices from my underworld lair. I sigh and look towards the mirrior that serves as the door to my room. I smell my beloved drawing close, her scent driving my bloodlust to escelate until I go searching for more blood.
There was none left in my bottles, so I pull a rope that was within stretching distance to my bed and hear a single bell sound, notifiying my keepers of my hunger. My stomach growled for a second before a fresh bottle was sent down through what would have originally passed as a laundry shute elevator. My fangs extened with hunger, I drink until my thirst is slackened, then the memories hit me. My mind whirls and the human's life comes into veiew perfectly colored with vivid detail.
The woman looks around as she drinks her sprite, the fizzing catches my attention, the drink's cold interior versus the heated exterior had caused the can to condensate. Her lips purse at the taste of the liquid as if it were her last drink. I looked towards the clock it was midnight, not a normal human trait, normally humans went to sleep around 9 or 10 at night.
She is writting a novel, a novel about a vampire. It seemed to have something missing; the blood and the gore was absent from the details, as I had read so far. It was about a fued between vampires and werewolves. Such a fickle thing, I thought. But of course this was her novel, not mine. I notice a peice of paper written on with green ink. The names Troy, Allen, Drake, and Malfia were crossed out, vampire was written dreamily onto the paper.
I also notice that on the peice of papper it says sparkle or no sparkle. I wondered what she meant by that, then it hit me slowly vampires sparkle? I looked at her. Sadly, vampires are more gruesome than humans seem to consider, and she is writing a novel which means it will possibly be turned into a movie. After a while my brain begins to rack itself into a frenzy trying to decide if I want to go see Aya or to go to my master and ask her for a mission. My mind is made up when I decide to go see Aya.
I start to head out of my room and smell a familiar scent, although faded. I follow it to her fresh scent and see her in the dinning hall, snacking on a sandwich and chips. My fangs again decide to slide out ever so slightly, however, I force them to obey me and they slide gently back into place. My sense of smell brings to me the exact scent of the chips she was eating, the chips with the ruffles. There was a hint of onion dip. When I had been human no one would have thought of placing a thinly sliced potato into hot oil that would make the now famous, and joyously eaten chip.
I stroll towards her and see that she imediantly looks up to me, for I was much taller than her. She was so petite and lithe, my eyes roamed from her blue eyes to her blonde, somewhat messy hair. I couldnt keep from looking down her whole frame, her body spoke to me not in the way humans speak, but the way a woman sends out chemicals from her body when ready to have a good time, or looking for a suitable mate. I feel a slight pressure and the feeling unsettles me. I notice her eyes are slightly blank and expressionless. "Aya, are you ok?" I head over to her just in time to hear whispering ever so slightly.
I send a small minion of mine to investigate the disturbance. I look towards the window and see the beautiful moon, and refrain from mentioning how its beauty compairs to her fair skin and her hair was the closest thing that I could compare to the sun. Her eyes clear as her mind returns to the present.
"Good evening, my strumpet." I saunter closer to her and look at her sandwhich. "Tuna sandwich?" I ask and see her eyes lighten up at my inquiry. "You know its better with mustard... It brings out the flavor." I turn and pick up some mustand for her sandwhich. I offered her the mustard and she quickly shunned it, but was completely polite. I notice she seems on edge as if she wants to ask me something but, she seems a little too shy to ask.
"So I hear my master has offered for you to join the Hellsing Organization?" I look towards her to see the reaction of my knowing, not a lot went down in the organization that I didn't already know about. She seemed flustered slightly then noded, I look at her face still having what is called sleep sand by her eyes. She looked at if she were going to ask a question again then stopped herself, probably thinking it was too blunt to ask.
"What questions do you wish to ask me, my strumpet?" She seemed to get even more flustered at my speech. "Am I saying something wrong?" I had looked through recent era books that would help me woe my young and beautiful new queen. However, the word phrasing seemed a little off, I could no more understand a small portion of what I was saying to her.
I looked around for someone to possibly help me. Walter just happened to be walking by with some tea, which he offered to the young mistress. "Walter, Am I saying this wrong? She is a beautiful strumpet." I motion towards Aya. He pauses and motions for me to follow him, I wave good marrow to my young queen and take my leave. "Alucard where did you learn to call a young woman by that?"
I looked at him in utter confusion. "I read a new book." He seemed not to understand, but when I pulled the flimsy book from my pocket he looked at me with the utmost sense of laughter in his eyes. "Sir Alucard, the next time you go looking for new words to call a young lady, you should ask me first." He chucked, my face burned slightly. "What do you mean?" He looked at me straight in the face and sighed "Alucard you have picked up what is called a pimp magazine." He said taking it away from me, laughing down the hallway.
I sit down and look at my hands, I didn't realize it was that sort of magazine. I look after Walter and feel embarrassed for calling Aya a fowl name. No wonder she had looked at me confusedly and with utter shock. She seemed to know what that word meant. I scold myself for the insult I had unwittingly given her, she deserved more from me.
I should have consulted someone form this centurary for advice. No wonder people seemed to shy away from me, and to try and not look in my direction when I make a mistake when I attempt to blend into this age, which I have mostly missed out on. I decided it was worth saving and headed back to the dining hall, only to bump into my Master. "Alucard, have you made your report about the last vampire you have been up agianst? Is there any change?" She seemed to be observing me closely.
I look at her and sigh. "No, master. They are still the brainless monsters you send me out to kill. They still have no intellegence what so ever. Do you know where Aya is?" I ask, only slightly paying any attention until she actually started to speak about my Aya. She seemed taken aback at my abruptly ignoring her for the information that she sought. "She's out on the veranda, looking at the sunset." She said sharply.
"The sun hasn't fully set yet Alucard." She stated as I head towards the veranda, not caring that it was stilll pre-twilight. I watch the sun make its passage to the bottom of the earth. I made no contact with the veranda until the sun was fully gone. "Aya?" I call softly and she seemes to jerk back into motion.
(Aya's POV)
After the akward incident with Alucard calling me his whore, I went to speak with Integra. I was trying to explain what had happened in the dining room. "HE SAID WHAT?" I blanched slightly. "I'm not mad at him, I don't even think he knew what he was saying." She huffed and stood from where we had sat down to have some tea in her study. "I'm going to find him." I could tell from the look on her face that she wasn't going to drop this. I smiled lopsidedly.
"You're still that same stubborn girl who I hung out with." Although I had said it more to myself, she had heard. She looked stunned for a few seconds, then her face softened with a light smile. "Perhaps." Before she left, I asked her if there where somewhere I could watch the sunset from. She told me to find the veranda and took her leave then.
I sighed and finished my tea and began to wander the large mansion. I eventually found the veranda and stepped out through the double set of glass doors. I watched as the sun painted the sky with pink and purple and orange hues. I leaned on the railing and gazed at the scenery.
That's when I heard it again. The same voice from the dining hall, only this time, it sounded closer. "Ayarelle..." I stood up straight and tried fruitlessly to locate the voice's source. "Ayarelle. It is time... It must begin... You must come to me. You must be made-" Suddenly, Alucard's voice broke through my trance, startling me enough to make me jump. "Aya?"
"A-Ah... Alucard. I... I didn't see you." I hear the voice in my mind begin humming a tune with increasing volume. Alucard begins to speak to me but I only hear the first half of what he said, the humming became so loud that I couldn't hear him speak, only see his lips move. "Aya, is...-" I watch in a daze as Alucard moves his lips without making any noise and I recognize the tune the voice is humming; it's a familiar lullaby, my mother used to sing it to me when I was very young, before she dissappeared.
My vision begins to blur and I feel my knees weaken, but I'm not awake long enough to feel myself finish falling.
Please don't hate me for the cliffhanger! -'
And I'm sorry if this is not as interesting as the other chapters, but I wanted to put something extra out for keeping you guys waiting so long and it does serve a purpose.
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