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Chapter Five: heikler Punkt
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The heavens that were veiled over with twilight now had been overcome by profound and heavy dark clouds precariously saturated with rain. Even though there was no flash at the moment, in the distance there resounded the roll of thunder and a charge in the air assured one that a considerable storm was brewing. It was calm earlier; a normal quiet night for the while.
Walter opened a large black umbrella over himself and Integra just as the clouds opened up and allowed what they brought with them to pour on out freely in the Hellsing manor and their part of London, lightning also making itself present. The head of the organization had come outside herself, a cigar in between her lips and arms crossed over her chest, looking passively at everything getting drenched. She had been standing on the steps to the entry way of her building for quite some time, ever since her retainer relayed the news on the night's mission and status.
All of the missing people were found; about six of them, half of them adults and a few of the elderly and one five-year-old, were alive and well. They had no recollection of what happened or how and when they got there, seeming to appear as if they woke up from a dream. As for the others, whatever that was left of their bodies were being recovered and taken to be analyzed for an autopsy. Their corpses were centered in one area of the main asylum, so the floor seemed like a sea of blood with appendages, organs and body parts decorating the area.
Integra clenched the cigar a little, fitting her teeth over the folded brown leaves as the ashes fell from the burning tip. Her gloved finger tapped her arm and Walter could only bow his head and close his eyes.
Out of the twenty Hellsing soldiers that were dispatched, only six would be returning tonight to their families. The clean-up crew also had the additional job to bring back what they can of the once living and the possible potential men to the organization. But from the recent unfortunate events, they will never know what the soldiers may have truly become.
At first, Walter had been awfully reluctant to tell his mistress, giving only certain key points and hesitating when it came to the units' commanding officer, Seras, and also attempted to cover over that hesitation calmly like nothing was wrong. The scarce report he had gotten from the remaining soldiers had shocked him beyond disbelief at the turn for the worst. As much as he tried, he knew all too well that Integra was sharper than anyone he had come to know aside from Alucard, and she would immediately catch on to what he was doing.
She did. And she was not happy.
Integra tightened the jaw bones in her face, feeling the muscles tense, her voice flat as a bolt of lightning crawled along the bottom of the clouds, "Alucard...you won't bring her to me yet, will you..."
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...Seras...little Seras...
Eh? Who's there...?
It's me, little Seras...you should know me. Only you would. No one else does. No one knows anything about me.
I...I-I'm sorry, but I don't know who you are...
Sure you do. Deep down inside, you know exactly who I am. Now...don't you want to come with me? We can play together, you and I...
Play...? But...but my Mom and Dad said not to go with strangers...
Ha ha ha...! Childish! How childish of you! So utterly and absolutely childish! You amaze me, little Seras. Heh...I didn't mean by it...much...now, come with me, hm? I promise not to hurt you. I only want to show you things you've never seen or experienced before. Things you will surely love, I assure you...
Wait a minute...you sound kind of familiar...
Oh? Are you remembering now? Do you know who I am?
I'm not too sure...I can't...I don't remember too well...
That's because your master doesn't want you to remember. He's trying to get between us when all I want to do is to be one with you.
...Master?
But, enough of that, little Seras. Come with. Now. Don't you want to see what I want to show you, mm?
...what you want to...no...no...no! No, this is wrong! I just know it is! This doesn't feel right! You don't seem right! Not right at all...!
Can you be so sure about that, little Seras? Can you? You seem just fine not too long ago...heh...you were even enjoying yourself...thoroughly...too bad your master had to butt his way into our fun though.
Ma--...Master? Stop talking about Master that way and like you know him or something when you don't! You don't know him like I do!
On the contrary, little Seras, I do, in fact, know him quite well. Just as well as you do, might I add.
You're lying! Y...you've gotta be!
Hah! Now you know very well that I am not lying, you impudent girl. And you don't have to answer my questions, nor do I even have to ask for your appreciation to me taking over because I know you felt a deep pleasure and ecstasy of killing those soldiers.
Ah ha...I struck a cord, didn't I? Well, it would be an insult if I didn't...you know, no matter how much you try to push me away...no matter how much you try to deny my existence...no matter how you don't acknowledge me...no matter how much you try to fight me...no matter who or what may try to help and assist you...you can never be rid of me...
...n-no...not again...!
For you see, little Seras Victoria...
NO!!
I. AM. YOU.
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Seras bolted up with a cry erupting from her mouth. She tightly gripped the side with one hand colored black that was straightly bordered around her and the other clutched at the crimson silk cushions beneath her. Her chest was heaving in and out harshly, as if trying to take in as much oxygen as possible, only for it to get rejected out in her frantic state and nerves that were sparking wildly from her dream.
She put a hand to her head, scrapping them slightly through the dandelion strands. Her red orbs widened suddenly as she caught onto her palm and fingers, feeling another vocal outburst building up behind a lump that formed in her throat.
There were more dark spots on her glove than the usual dull brown material of a clean wear. It was still sticky and slick but had lost its heat for quite some time. The scent, however, the scent trashed all thoughts of denial and possibilities of what the substance on her hands would be. Blood does not lie.
Everything hit her then like tons and tons of bricks. All the memories: the people, the stalking, the slaying...the thrill...all came to Seras at once without mercy.
She would continue to stare for some long moments. A boom of thunder vibrating a little through the stone walls could be heard, and then it faded off slowly, rain coming down harder outside. An instant sting came to her eyes right then and her vision became blurred, a small noise escaping her mouth, before it was followed by a high and shaky laugh. Her hands flew to her face, grabbing onto the skin and the strands of bloody-tainted hair, pulling at them as her mind speedily took off, trembling while the memories playing over and over again.
"I'm...I'm going insane..." Seras hiccupped, blood tears dripping down freely, "H-heh...I-I'm finally loosing it...oh, God, I'm insane...!"
-...that's right, little Seras...- a voice deep inside her echoed with laughter.
She gasped, her eyes becoming wider and she froze, "Oh, no..."
-...oh, yes, little Seras...you see...I'm getting tired of waiting, so I thought I'd just come on out...- it sounded to be sneering as it continued, -...I'm not you're average, harmless voice in the head. Oh, no, that one I've dealt with long ago. By the way, I'm going to find you completely soon. It's just a matter of time. It's so confining to be locked up to this place, don't you think?-
"I don't know what you're talking about..." Seras clenched her hair viciously, "I don't know who or what the hell you are! Get out of my head!!"
There suddenly came a large throb of pain that couldn't be ignored from her arms and made the draculina lean forward with a small scream. She was aware now, feeling the gapping holes from Alucard shooting her with blessed regular bullets, were still trying to mend itself within the limbs in the body's attempting to heal. Both the entry and exit wounds had already closed up.
There came a deep voice nearby in the dark room, "Really, Police girl...even I don't talk to myself, and I'm the crazy one of the lot."
Alucard had his feet calmly propped up on the round wooden table as he sat slack in his seat against the chair, fingers folded together over his lap. His hat and glasses were again absent, but a smaller version of his smirk had taken place on his face. Two candles were alit on the table along with a wine glass and a dark green bottle beside each other.
Seras blinked at him a few times, "Master...?"
She then gulped. That style and arrangement of furniture and the color of the cloth laid on the table didn't look recognizable like her own in her room, along with the impending closing feeling she had begun to notice now. Her eyes then trailed down from focusing on the Nosferatu to the dark cold stoned floor and finally to what comfort she had lied in and stared.
This was Alucard's room.
'Never mind that! I'm in his coffin!' Seras screamed in her head, starting to panic a little and hurried tried very hard to recall just what happened that could lead to what was going on, but then winced from having her brain suddenly work overtime.
"Awfully noisy tonight, aren't you?" Alucard quipped up then, arching a brow at her, "After so long, you still broadcast your thoughts freely and annoyingly loud with no shame."
Seras blinked and then glowered a little at him, going to say something when her master cut her off with a firm tone, "Keep still, Police girl. That includes being quiet. Moving around is not going to help you heal any faster."
He then tilted his head a bit to one side, studying her, his lips pulling back leisurely to a half grin, saying carelessly, "Tried to take me on, hm? Did you honestly think you could win against me?"
His fledgling's mouth hung ajar at that, and before long, that, too, came back and played into her mind's eye. Seras bit down on her lip a little with a fang and glanced away in guilt. She bowing her head and allowed her dirty bangs to cover one of her eyes as she closed her hands slowly into fists, ignoring the pulse of pain still running up and down in her arms.
"Police girl, you're master is asking an answer of you." Alucard's voice was suddenly so very close now, and she could feel a moving air tickle her ear, "It would be wise to answer him instead of just sitting there."
Seras couldn't help but shiver from the tingle that jumped down her spine and also set into her stomach. She thought the elder vampire was using his powers to create something that would make her react in such a way, but her sharpened physical senses told her much differently and so Seras slowly turned her head a little back to him.
Her breath caught when she saw Alucard's face just a small number of inches from her own, his scarlet jeweled orbs bore directly into hers with ease. He was beside the coffin that was on the floor, down on one knee and an arm on the other knee to support his upper body while he leaned forward towards Seras. The male vampire really was beside her.
Alucard's eyes seemed to be glowing faintly, his deep voice toying lightly as he said his words, "Well, Police girl...? Did you think you could stand a chance against me with the way you are now?" He lifted a hand and barely brushed upon the lining of her delicate jaw with a gloved finger as he continued, "Weak and so torn between something you can never go back on, and the present which will continue to be the future?"
Seras managed a slight shudder, but only slight, afraid to move any more than that. Her master had been very intimidating and would suddenly change behavior quicker than a drop of a hat, so she was left confused on just what to do, "...a...ah..."
"That's not an answer," Alucard grasped her chin finally and pulled her a little closer to him, his voice lowering itself to a soft yet a very smooth, haunting tone, "You must answer me. Truthfully now..."
Before the female could even register just what he was saying, she could feel his same, too real of a breath flowing over the flesh of her neck. It was warm, oddly enough, and that sent sparks to unwillingly be set off in her body, rolling up and over in her stomach. Seras closed her eyes then, unconsciously tilting her head to one side and exposed more of her skin, trembling almost as if in anticipation.
"...no...my Master...I don't stand...a chance against you..." She managed to utter out at last, "...I don't...want to fight you...not ever...my...Master..."
Alucard had paused some time now, a tiny move would break the gap between him and her neck, or his sharp fangs for that matter, and his wide, ecstatic smirk made its appearance. He pulled away momentarily, chuckling when he heard his fledgling whimper softly as he came about behind her on both knees. His strong hands rested on Seras' shoulders, whispering in her ear again, "How easy you can be, Police girl..."
He traced his long slender fingers down from her shoulders and over her arms very slowly, enjoying the close-up view of this bloody little draculina, the scent of her kills of the night, and even more so when he felt her bodily tremors deliciously increase. Alucard's hands then came back up and they sensuously slid all the way from her back to her front just below her breasts, one settling on her rib cage and the other over her stomach but both started to rub just a little, yet kept to their spots and not going anywhere else.
Alucard saw no need to use his powers to influence on her. She seemed to be falling just fine without it, "You're trembling, my fledgling..."
Seras arched her back a bit against his chest all the while Alucard had his hands roaming over her. She had a hard time finding her voice, but she had a brief lapse from her hazy mind and physical responses, "...M...Master...what...what are you doing...?"
"That other thing in your mind...that other being or personality that you have some how complexly created in your useless struggle between what you are and your humanity...it does not belong there. You cause enough trouble on your own. I don't need another one of you making more problems."
"...another personality?" Seras breathed, starting to come about, but his wandering fingers kept her distracted as they crept over her abdominal area.
"You wanted my help, Police girl," Alucard's grin completely spread over his face and a light set into his eyes when his ears picked up the distinct whimper from the draculina in his arms, "since you've obviously recognized that you are still very much weak. No matter...I'll see to it that you're stronger. You know I won't tolerate a pathetic vampire, even if she is of mine."
-Don't listen to him, little Seras.- The voice boomed into her mind, solid instead of it's usual echo and sounding much stronger, -He can't help you. No one can. Only I can give you what you really want. You don't need him, and you don't need anyone. Once you and I join, you'll know what real freedom is!-
Seras tilted her head back on his shoulder, slitting her crimson eyes open to look at him, the voice not reaching her at all, "...Master...why did you...why did you really turn me...? What am I to you...really...?"
-Ignore me not, little Seras. I know what's best for you. You will listen to me, even if I have to hurt you in the process! You will thank me later, now listen to me! You will come back to your senses and challenge your master again! Although this time, you let me take over!!-
The Nosferatu didn't pay her questions any attention, his right hand suddenly taking a hold of her hair and yanked it backwards forcefully, but even then that wasn't enough to shake Seras from her stupor. His teeth grazing over her throat, not missing a beat, despite how he was totally aware of what was going on inside Seras, and continuing with what he will, "It's a pity that you can't keep it as my Master would not stand for it. But you were absolutely wonderful, basking in your hunt...hmph...on the other hand, I'll admit that the personality doesn't suit you at all."
Alucard leaned forward slightly, pressing himself against her, his free hand unbuttoning his collar a bit before directing her head to turn sideways to him. His hands returned to her injured arms and squeezed rather hard, jarring Seras out of the trance with the sharp agony, eyes bore deeply into hers, "The only way to be rid of that being in you is no longer in your hands. You've let it carelessly grow too large for it to be your decision. You must drink from me. My blood will settle this once and for all."
-NO! Seras, don't listen!- The voice started to sound as if it were panicking now, starting to move around and try to lock onto the real Seras and overcome her will, -I'll kill you if you don't comply! I will—I mean, WE'LL be free!!!-
"Your dreams won't be disturbing me or yourself anymore. You won't have this problem of loosing yourself ever again. You will be you." Alucard continued before presenting his own neck to her, baring it almost proudly, "Decide of your own will. Decide for yourself what your destiny should be, Seras Victoria! Now choose!"
Seras stared at him with wide, shocked eyes. Everything that he said to her didn't make much sense to her at all right now. She was half-tuned to the other inside her head and the threat, while also trying to catch what her master was explaining. When he mentioned her real name, she snapped out of the teetering balance and entirely focused on Alucard.
The young woman gulped, her gaze falling onto his neck. She could feel her set of fangs grow behind her lips and the hunger she tried to suppress had come back in full at his offer. Seras also considered her options at the same time. She was afraid of something, of not having Alucard as her master anymore. Why that made her scared, she didn't really know. Yet she wanted this foreign thing that developed gone for good, too.
Alucard laughed quietly, running a hand down her hair, neck still stretched out as he thought to himself, '...you're so naïve, Police girl...so young...but this isn't the end. Even if you walk of your free will on your own, you won't escape me so easily...you will choose to accept what I'm giving you...'
-Seras, you stupid, worthless bitch...heh...- The voice suddenly laughed loudly and hysterically, now turning into a mocker, -...you won't do it. You're too damn weak to do it! I know you'll choose me! You wouldn't dare do anything on your own! You're just a coward. You don't have the guts!!-
That was all Seras needed. She looked up at him, her master, a true Nosferatu, Alucard. Determination and the bright light of her soul and the authentic Seras shined back that was practically bursting in her eyes, threading her fingers immediately with his hands. No more second, third, fourth, or any later thoughts. She put her foot down and won't turn back now.
"Yes, my Master...Alucard. I, Seras Victoria, accept."
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Chapter Five: Tender point
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Hm...-scratches head-...I think this chapter turned out a bit strange...maybe it got you readers confused even...or you may have not liked the turn of events. Major centering of Seras and Alucard in here, and I'm pondering on what things I need to edit in here (or just the whole chapter entirely).
I'm some late in updating methinks. I would have gotten this chapter out a day or two sooner, but that stupid big earthquake recently in my state had me doing a ton of cleaning up to do in my house. Fortunately my computer didn't fall -pets computer- although I can't say the same for my parents' TV in their room. Now I must share the living room tube most of the time again...oh well. I'm happy about the comp so I shouldn't be such a brat. Hehehee!
Can I sleep now?? It's awfully late...-takes a look at the review page-...oh. Guess not.
Stufferz:
To Hoshi-san: it feels like I'm calling out to myself or something...in any case, unfortunately you didn't have your answer in this chapter XD so sorry! Hopefully I'll get around to it in the next chapter.
To SacredYoukai-san: I've thought about the lemon thing, I'll admit, but then it didn't turn out to be so. And it's way too early for something like that to happen I think. Plus, I'm really lazy, so I've probably mentioned before. It didn't turn out to be graphical in here though...at least I don't think so O.o;
Don't feel inadequate. I should be because I only have one fic and you have fourteen with four Hellsing ones to boot!
To EliteVegito-san: don't worry. People got their own lives and the likes. As for the sick parts, I can actually get pretty sick if I'd want, but I probably won't pull it off so well to make it even remotely coherent.
To StaySee-san: interesting name you have...lol, sorry, I just wanted to say that. The evil manipulator guy is currently stuck in the elevator and won't be getting to studio H for a while. In the mean time, I guess this (filler?) chapter should tie you guys over a little.
Thank you for all your reviews! Eight pages of story content...coulda sworn this chapter would be short...your butts are probably sore, yeah? Anyways, read again and I'll see you guys next time!