Seras stood atop Helsing Manor, her short blond hair quivering under the wind's touch, posture slightly tense, her mind pondering, she seemed millions of miles away, yet there she was staring at the gleaming moon. Light so bright, so hypnotic, it never failed to take her breath, or catch her eye, crimson or blue not withstanding. Clothed tightly in red leather, a similarly colored duster hugged her body, her slim figure appeared swathed in blood, her lover and master's favorite color. The crimson material drew the gaze of another hungry, eager creature of the night.
He observed her silently, his gaze appreciative of everything she was, everything she would be, and of the creature she would certainly become. Seras was still young and ignorant of their ways but she would learn soon enough. Unfortunately she'd been immersed in the fires of hell and came back a phoenix, burned, rising triumphantly from the ashes. The various misfortunes she'd suffered, the young vampire novice never complained, only did what she had to do. Seras had done it all with the grace and power of a young queen in training. Some day she would be so formidable! The very power she'd wield...the very idea made his body eager with want, with need. A partner equal in every respect. The one, the only thing he'd searched for in all his long existence, and now she was here.
A solitary tear dropped from Seras' blue eye, illuminating color reminiscent of her fading humanity, the last ties that held her to her human family. Pain racked at her. Her uncle, her cousin, her parents...instinctively she knew she couldn't see them again, at least not her parents for they'd never understand. Her uncle, Alex, and her cousin, Darin, were another thing altogether. The two of them wanted to hunt her, to destroy her even though it was their fault to begin with. Had they not experimented on her and lied to her, while keeping her from Alucard, odds are her heart might not have succumbed and given into her lover so quickly. She felt certain that the time would've eventually come when she would've given herself to the masterful, seductive lord of the night. A personality so magnetic, so strong, it would've been futile to resist.
Feeling his presence Seras turned to him. Pain in her eyes she asked him, "How could they do this to me, Alucard? They've turned me into a hideous monster!" Small hands gripped a metal banister til her knuckles paled whiter in comparison to her ivory skin. "I want to hurt them, kill them! They deserve to die for their sins against me, and their fellow humans."
"You're not a hideous monster, Seras! In fact", he said with a smile and a mischievous twinkle in his eyes, "you're the most beautiful creature I've ever seen. And as for what you are...you are as your nature commands- powerful and dark. They will never know the heights of power and ecstasy as we do. Your uncle and cousin, along with their damned Vatican will always be envious of what we have- life eternal. In their eyes...that is a grievious sin, no matter how we live our lives, whether we kill criminals to survive while leaving the good of this world untouched. None of that matters to them."
His dark, deep voice whispered, their tones cutting the fog within her mind. Seras knew Alucard was right, but guilt continued to assail her for all she'd done. She'd almost attacked the very men she fought alongside, almost killed them, and she would've accomplished this had Alucard not stopped her.
Alucard stood directly behind her, his front pressed firmly to her back, heat passing between their skin despite the cool temperature of their flesh. This was for all intent purposes a different heat, a burning heat. A sexual heat. One that demanded a release.
Seras desperately needed it. So many feelings swept through, but it helped ease the difficult burden knowing her lover shared everything, knew what she felt and vice versa. It was harder to discern his feelings and emotions as he constantly shielded her, and everyone else, from what lay beneath his skin and behind his eyes. He was always on his guard, always hiding everything from his master, while trying to hide all from his mate. Alucard never gave anything away except his feelings for Seras, but only while they were alone. It wouldn't do for him to act unacceptably towards her in the field and an enemy take advantage of said weakness, and that was what it was...weakness.
"Think no more of it, tonight, Seras", he muttered wrapping his arms even tighter about her petite body; chuckling at the small sigh that escaped her lips, her body trembling slightly under his touch. "Tonight is ours. No one shall interrupt. I promise you."
She nodded eagerly. Fire burning in her mismatched gaze, he chuckled at the insistence waiting there. Cloaking them with his large coat, Alucard playfully nipped her neck and the two vampires faded from sight.
Integra stared unflinchingly at Pip as he relayed the intel from their latest mission. "Are you certain it was her, Pip?"
"I'm certain, Integra. My men and I were prepared to shoot only Alucard ordered us not to." He swallowed hard, remembering the gigantic, fur-covered, frightening monstrosity that'd been Seras. An image that would haunt as long as he lived. Merde, he inwardly swore. He hoped that he never pissed her off. Ever.
She'd scared the shit out of all of them. In human form she wasn't that scary, but as a werewolf...she was one of the scariest fucking things aside from Alucard he'd ever had the misfortune to witness. Most of his unit, when back from the mission, had resorted to a drunk fest. They drunk 'til they passed out. It all came down to none of the Geese wanting to remember anything, especially the images of the two battling werewolves, one of them dying horrifically, and Seras bounding towards them ready to tear their throats out.
Pip stood stone still observing his boss' face. Pieces of his braid had escaped, hanging rakishly over his forehead, one eye continued to watch Integra as she consumed all his intel. She looked infuriated. Yet, she appeared as if fighting for a semblance of control over her anger. Again, not like her. What the hell's happening around here, he wondered.
Eyes narrowed, Integra found herself incredibly pissed. Had she not warned her servant of this sort of thing? What the hell had he been thinking unleashing her like that? Looks like she would have to tighten Seras' leash if Alucard was incapable.
"Pip." His one revealed eye watched her still, awaiting her next orders. "From this day forward until Seras proves herself trustworthy in her wolven form, without Alucard, there's to be tranquilizer equipment on hand at all times. Is that clear?"
"Yes, ma'am." He saluted her with a quick snap of his hand to his forehead. "Integra, may I make a suggestion?" She nodded. "I think it'd be wise for all my men to carry a set of heavy duty silver handcuffs and a portable cage lined with the same."
"I agree, Pip. Get Walter on it ASAP. You're dismissed." She smiled slightly as he snapped another salute and left, leaving her alone with her chaotic thoughts. Alucard, she thought, you and your fledgling are walking a thin line. Don't be a fool. Don't let her do anything stupid, or foolish, that'd cause me to destroy her, or to make you destroy her.
"You called...master." His form slinked from the shadows to take on his corporeal, red clad form, a malicious, smirking grin stretched wide.
Stretching her limbs, Seras smiled. For several hours Alucard had proven why she could never mate with a normal human. They'd never satisfy her. Not for long. Alucard was so talented! He knew so many ways of keeping her happy. She'd never become bored. Never. Of course making love while dangling in the air or on the ceiling could never lose their novelty. Defintely different. Alucard had so much to teach her! Good thing she had forever in which to learn it all, she laughed at the thought.
"I've gotta go for a walk." Rising, she automatically clothed herself with barely a recognition for her ability. "Wow! I'm getting so damned good at this!" Smiling at the tight, black leather which caressed her flesh, she thought she resembled a dark assassin. She certainly looked perfect enough for the part. She could always take that on if boredom ever became too much.
Moments later Seras found herself flying through the night, the cool wind blowing past as she sliced effortlessly through it's currents, full moon high above, light shining ethereally across her pale features. Sheer joy filled her as she performed feats mid-flight: barrel rolls, loops and what not.
The night was where she belonged. How could she have ever had any doubts? The abilities she'd gained were somewhat of a bonus in regards to gaining Alucard, himself. That was one vampire that seemed to be untameable, yet so far so good. Time would tell the tale, as always.
A lake revealed itself to her specialized vision. Calm waters greeted her as she dove down to skim the glassy surface. Still flying parallel to the water she suddenly stopped and gazed in wonder. When the night had begun her eyes had been mismatched: one had been red and the other blue. Strange. But not unwelcome. This helped her feel less of a freak. A set of perfectly colored blue eyes mirrored in the languid water, staring back. Smiling she reached down, scooped up a small handful of water and threw it into the air, small drops fell, slapping the surface, disturbing it's calm appearance, sending ripples several feet away towards the shore.
Concentrating with all her might Seras held an image in her mind and commanded her body to merge and take on that form. Her squeal of excitement disappeared into a small, graceful dove. Pristine, white, innocent...all that she wasn't. All that she could no longer be. She'd willingly stepped into the night, into the shadows, and there was no way back. The path was closed. It had been thus the moment she'd accepted Alucard's hand and surrendered her soul. Why had she chosen this? A bat of blackest midnight or even an owl would've been better, both animals powerful predators in their own right, as was she.
Enjoying her time, her powers, she frowned as she realized how much time slipped away, the early dawn rays slinking across the land; heralding a new day. The night had passed and she felt exaustion abruptly eating away at her. Alucard's pleasure crossed their link. He'd felt everything she'd felt. Even more so, he was inordinately pleased with her diving into her powers, getting comfortable with them, learning them. His thoughts made her happy, caused her pleasure to heighten and suddenly the distance to Helsing seemed a great deal further than she wanted.
Ignoring the brightening rays she hurried back. Hunger gnawed at her. Physical. Emotional. Sexual. All of it clawed, driving her insane. Powerful emotions tugged, pulled between her and Alucard. Electric currents, torrid heat filled the decreasing space between her and him, waiting in his room; patiently sipping a goblet of wine, waiting for Seras to return.
Soon the mansion rose in her sight. Relieved to see her new home she commanded herself to gently float to the ground, her feet barely creating a sound as they made contact. Relaxing her body she faded from sight, only to reappear in Alucard's lap, forcing him to drop the glass of blood in his hand.
"Surprised?" she asked.
A dark eyebrow shot up quizically. "Surprised? Me? Never." His face blank, nothing given, particularly no emotions relayed. Letting her see his amusement, Alucard smirked at the hunger flowing from her, a need which hammered, pounded through them both. Lips curled into a teasing smile, heated eyes raking over her small, perfect form. Holding out his hand, "Hungry?"
"Famished", she replied, heat burning equally in her eyes, hungry for something other than just sex. Knowing he'd fed as she'd roamed, her tongue snaked out and wet her lips. Pressing tightly against him, eyes a deeper red, twin pools of blood swimming in her iris', she grasped his coat and shirt ripping them swiftly from his toned, pale skin. "I'm hungry" she admitted breathlessly. "Oh, so hungry."
Beaming with unspoken pride at her violent actions, her rampant thirst and exploration into their world, Alucard growled, "You want it...take it." A dare. He stood still waiting to see if she'd accept his challenge. One worth waiting for. One worth giving.
Take it. The phrase reached her mind, echoing softly, dancing along the whispered shadows which gave it. Take it...Take it...Want it...Take it...Want...Take...Want...TAKE!!!
Gladly.
The word echoed between them, unspoken, yet heard.
Feelings, want, need stretched between them, shimmered in the air, swirling with heat and lust. Seras quickly jumped up, wrapping her slim legs around his trimmed abs, her arms encircled his neck as her lips found his. Feverishly moving with motion, Seras and Alucard pressed so close, became as one, eagerly entranced with each other's body, animalistic instincts building to a pitch, ready to comsume them, to take over, leaving nothing left.
Bracing her back with his large hands, Alucard smiled with dark delight as her lips licked teasingly down his neck, stopping briefly to nibble over the familiar artery. Groaning, she giggled as she felt his body tighten reflexively under her touch. "Patience, Alucard..."
Her attention back on his neck, she sucked in a quick breath as the buttons from her shirt flew off, pinging noises bouncing from all over as they landed. Invisible caresses slid across her skin, driving her higher, hotter. Burning.
"Two can play that game, Seras", he growled.
A seductive, playful expression crossed her face as she said, "Then let's play." A petite hand roamed across his chest, then further down, coming to rest on the top of his pants. She smirked at him as he muttered, "Dirty minx." Leaning in closer, still nibbling, scraping her teeth against his skin, sensual torture, she replied, "And don't you forget it, either."
The fire crackling between the vampire couple burned higher, it's temperature increasing every second, a supernova channelling heat, pent-up edgy desperation, with every movement, every new sensual delight. No longer interested in taking her sweet time, Seras quickly struck, her fangs implanted in her lover's neck; a long hiss escaped his lips as he felt the stirrings of release pulsing, simmering under his flesh. The blood flowing from his neck into her mouth, and down her throat, felt so good, a welcome taste for the addict within. Cool, coppery and smooth, it filled her, pushed away any further thought or need for it. After a few moments of blood and bliss, Seras' tongue flicked out, closing the wound and placing a gentle kiss upon her mark. A smile broke out on her lips as she thought about Alucard, and what she'd just done. Hers. He was hers. Forever.
"Your turn now."
His statement took her off balance. Words that assured her she was in for it now. Retribution would be his, although it probably wouldn't be swift. But then again...he might be as hungry, and in a hurry, as she'd been. Alucard turned swiftly, her back slammed into a stone wall, both of them heaving for air though neither of them required it.
No further words were spoken. They weren't needed. Feelings and touches giving creedence to it all. Stars exploded. They wanted it all, wanted to feel it all.
Seras shifted her weight, a throaty moan escaped into her lover's mouth; her sudden change in position caused him to respond in kind, teasing every exposed inch of her skin. She was burning up, so was he. She felt it. A thread. A connection. A link forever shared. One that most people never experienced in their lives. It was real, throbbing, pushing forward in anticipation, building toward a massive internal explosion. Her body tingled with every caress, every kiss. Tired of waiting she whispered, "What are you waiting for?"
Chuckling, Alucard grinned. His inpatient little vixen. Giving her something else to think about, Alucard unexpectedly thrust his hips upwards and a gasp spilled from her lips as she bit her bottom lip, drawing blood. A little rivulet streamed to the surface, crimson slowly falling down her lip to her chin.
Alucard's long tongue reached out and gingerly, languidly, wiped it away, following the trail from her chin to her mouth. Feelings intense, her frustration and impatience beat at him. Her eagerness earned marks from him, and at last he felt she was finally ready.
Tasting the skin over her artery, Alucard slowly gave it a tentative lick. Her body responded by bucking slightly, telling him much with her reaction. Ending their joint frustration he struck lightning fast. Fangs buried in her ivory skin, sucking motions bringing her ever closer to that fever pitch waiting to erupt. The taste of her...she was everything he wanted, everything he needed.
"Alucard!" Seras' cry climbed to the sky, informing all of nature the essence of her pleasure. She felt him withdraw from her throat, but not before the vestiges of blackness crept up upon her. Overwhelmed by such a massive vampiric ecstasy...words escaped her. Breathlessly she leaned against her lover; basking in the warm, fuzzy afterglow. The sarcastic, yet pleased, expression on his face was the last thing she saw before collapsing.
Holding her tight, Alucard thought to himself, guess that little vampire orgasm was too much for her. We'll certainly have to practice more often,he mused. If her reactions and movements only got better with time...she just might eventually kill me, he admitted with a slight chuckle.
Dark laughter filled the area as he vanished with her still wrapped protectively in his arms.
Fire. Destruction. Pain. Blood.
Images. No, not just images, but people, too. Alucard, Integra, Walter, Pip/Geese, herself, her cousin and uncle and creatures that she'd never seen before. All on a fiery battlefield, prepared to fight to the death.
Everyone but herself, Alucard, Alex, Darin and the horrifically mutated creatures had been injured to the point of death, all standing on the brink. Watching. Waiting.
She and Alucard both stood protectively before his master, and the rest of the humans, blood streaking down their faces, clothing torn around their arms and waists, dual sets of crimson eyes narrowed, attempting to guess their adversaries next move. Seras, herself, felt a wave of disgust as her eyes swept over their malformed bodies, not to mention the attached animal parts on each.
All four of them were huge with various holy markings, white skin, one or two of them with fur. It appeared they faced two females and two males. One of the females had white cat ears atop of her head; a giant similarly colored tail twitching angrily behind her, swishing side to side like a clock's second hand. Enormous white wings akin to a dove's portruded from her back, now folded together.
The other female snarled. She appeared to be the female in charge according to her behavior, growling and snarling, claws outstretched to rend and tear at her leader's command. Fur the color of snow covered her from head to toe, holy markings, such as one of the Vatican's creed tattooed in dark ink along her length, several designs prevalent on her face. A set of huge ram's horns adorned her head, twisting backwards to the rear of her head, the powerful bones ceasing their growth and resting at her jawline.
Two males watched Darin, curious and watchful. One male possessed twisted horns, such as a rhino or an antelope. A long, twisted tail reminscent of a monkey's tail hung limply behind him. This creature in particular was taller than any of them. He definitely bore the air of danger.
Darin found himself regarded by the lead male, who stood back watching the young priest with skepticism and unveiled hate. Twin horns began at the rear of his head, twisting back to join together, curling and stopping around the jawline. White, thick, coarse hair hung down his back, swaying gently with every movement, no matter how little or how exaggerated. Claw-like fingers shone easily over muscled, crossed arms; a reptilesque tail slithered on the ground behind him. Large, leathery wings attached at the back were folded tightly against his back, for the moment.
Thick, dark smoke plumed overhead, creating a black fog which permeated everything. Buildings and vehicles surrounding them ablaze, heavy with fire. Chaos prominent in the air as the fires burned out of control, those present, mortal-wise, tried not to panic. They wanted to believe that Alucard and Seras would obliterate these Vatican monstrosities, teaching them a harsh lesson about screwing with Hellsing and it's members.
A breeze blew through and some of the smoke lifted, carried upwards toward the sky and allowing Seras to see who lead the fearsome foursome. Darin.
Darin's haunting, green eyes stared angrily at his former relative, scorn tilting down the corners of his frowning mouth. He pointed his index finger in accusation at Seras. His lips moved, but no sound was heard.
What the hell was he saying? Even with the aid of her supernatural hearing she couldn't make out a word. She struggled harder to listen. Nothing. What are you saying, Darin, she thought. It must be important. What is it? It had to be the same thing repeated over and over as his lips made the same motions, their movements looping; forming the same thing repeatedly.
Her eyes continued to stare at his lips, her ears straining as she tried in vain to link his moving lips to sounds. Small pieces of noise reached her, yet the wind picked up, currently blowing ferociously, urging the fire to reach higher, to destroy more.
Abruptly, her feet blew out from under her. Panicking slightly, Seras reached out for Alucard. He reached out with one long arm. Their fingertips grazed before meeting emptiness. Seras screamed as those around her had suddenly become engulfed in flames, their painful, horrific screams pierced her ears as she hurtled further away.
Alucard's face...empty and stoic, reavealed nothing. He was blank. Just like a brand new sheet of paper. Empty.
Previously violently blowing, the wind died down and then stopped. The calm after a maelstrom...that's what was here, the eye of a hurricane, or a storm. So quiet. Except for the sounds of crackling, burning fires.
Seras made her way back to the nightmarish scene. Grisly details awaited her there. All those human had burned, flesh destroyed by the fire which burned all around them. The four creatures were feeding on and ripping apart those left behind, missed by the greedy, licking flames.
Blood everywhere. Sickening crunching sounds eminated from the Vatican's hellish monters as they fed. Apparently they'd found a few live victims to devour, from the sounds of the anguished cries and screams.
Seras observed them, disgusted by their animalistic ways. She held the back of her hand against her mouth, fighting against the nausea and acrid taste that arose in her throat and mouth. Her cousin swiftly moved to block her path.
Darin faced her. Pulling one of his swords from the belt hanging about his waist, he prepared to run her through, to impale her with silver, to kill her forever. Only he never got the chance.
The leader of the foursome stepped forward and swung his tail towards them with such speed that it pierced her cousin's chest, juicy noises erupted as his chest cavity was broken. Seras froze as the contents from Darin's chest exited through his ribcage, decorating her torn clothing in a Gothic, macabre fashion.
The vengeful creature aimed his claws at Seras and barked harshly, "Join us, sister. Join us."
By this time the rest of the monsters had joined their leader. They spoke the same words as he. "Join us. Join us, sister. Join us."
Spinning around, searching for Alucard, Seras was afraid. She wasn't one of these monsters. Was she? She couldn't be. Feeling a presence behind her she turned and almost fell. It was Alucard. Where in the hell had he been?
Smirking, he licked his lips and said, "Join us, sister. Join us." Dark red fire heated his gaze, hell in his eyes.
Breaking his hold, she shouted, "I'm not one of you! I'm not!" Backing away she fell into a puddle of blood. Combined with the surface, and the light provided from the fire, she was truly frightened by the sight which greeted her.
Her skin had turned white. One red stripe ran from underneath her eye down her check to rest at her jaw. Each side mirrored the other. Her eyes, instead of a vampire's crimson, were now of the iciest blue, rivaling the color of the Nothern glaciers. A huge pair of white angel's wings spread wide from her shoulder blades. The same holy markings adorned her skin, only they'd been written in the darkest red.
Seeing these abominable markings sent her into a tailspin. Grabbing her head she began to scream...
"Seras? Seras?"
A voice called to her. Alucard's voice.
Her eyes sprang open and his face greeted her, worry clearly written in the crimson depths of his eyes. Clinging tightly to him she asked him what she looked like.
"Like you always do", he replied, puzzled she'd ask. "Seras, what's wrong?"
She leaped from the bed. "Do I have wings? Do I have long, crimson tear marks running down each cheek? Are there any type of holy markings on my body?" She frantically searched her skin over in the hopes it was nothing but a dream.
"Seras, you have none of those things. You look as you always do", he assured. "I swear." Seriousness in his gaze he questioned, "Have I ever lied to you? Purposely misled you?" He smiled as she shook her head in the negative. "Good. Then you know I'm telling you the truth. Let's lay back down and try to get some more sleep before the evening comes, alright?"
"Alright, Alucard."
They resumed their sleeping positions and Alucard quickly succumbed to the sleep of the dead while Seras' eyes remained wide open, her mind haunted. If only she could remove those horrible scenes and words from her mind. Her head knew she wasn't one of them, but her heart couldn't supply the same answer.
She lay there until eventually so exhausted that sleep overwhelmed her and all the dream images and words fell to the side, ready and waiting for the opportunity to speak again.