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Disclaimer: Still do not own Hellsing.

But hey, it's a full moon. All is well. And chances are I'll be up painting all night. Sleep eludes me still. But hey, that means you get two chapters in one night. Woo. For you.

Chapter Four

Morning tingled its way into my senses but I was too comfortable to move. I nuzzled my cheek against the warm mass beneath only to find it to be rough instead of the smooth flesh I had fallen asleep on. Wait! I'm on top of My Master! My body shot up immediately and I hit my head on the coffin lid. I pushed it off when I realized I had woken him. "What are you doing?"

When I looked down at him, it no longer occurred to me that I was practically straddling him. What caught my attention was the stubble on his face. And the moustache. I smiled. He looked handsome either way, but something about this look made me realize this is what he really did look like once. When he was human, I suppose…"As much as I like this position with you Police girl, we really need to get up."

Wordlessly, I climbed off of him and out of the coffin. Master rose and ran a hand through his dark locks, and I found myself watching each stroke intently. What was wrong with me? "Is my appearance really so strange?" He mused, breaking me out of my trance. "I could change back, if you'd prefer."

"Th-that's alright," I replied hastily.

Master laughed. "Good. Because I could care less what your opinion was."

I sighed. He was still the same. We walked out into the night and Master began describing to me what each part of the ruined castle used to be. But the last 'room' he didn't say, but instead walked over to and stood in silent recollection. I wandered around. The moon glowing softly overhead. Suddenly my senses pricked up. My eyes shot to the forest with my rising adrenaline. There was something out there. I could see movement, something twisting within the very shadows themselves.

And then I lost control of my body. Something slick and cold slipped into my mind, and my feet suddenly began dragging me forward. I was being pulled into the forest! As the iciness slid through my mind I began to hear screams and shrieks and horrible things flashed before me. So much blood, so much pain. And it burned, it burned so bad. Then I was there, at the foot of the forest. Trying desperately to claim myself back, I cried out before being pulled into the abyss of shadows.

"SERAS!" came my Master's voice, but I couldn't see him.

It was the last thing I heard before losing consciousness to the pain.