Chapter II: Life Is But A Dream
She ran, much like she had to have done in her youth. The soft as well as rapid clicking of her boots upon the stone floor of the dungeons within the Hellsing home. It was like a hurried flight into the past...her past. It had been the very same corridor in which her racing heart as well as heavy footfall had brought her years ago. The same in which had brought her to him...the same that had brought her to Alucard. She had been perhaps no more than thirteen then. A young girl ever fearful for her life, seeking only to find shelter, a means of sanctuary from the reach of her greedy uncle. Her breathing was ragged, much like it had been then. Her heart throbbed with anticipation more so than fear as her slender fingertips came to touch the very same door in which she had opened then to plunge into darkness. Only now...there was no stairs.
She fell...seemingly endlessly at first. The emptiness around her was unending. It was when her descent finally came to cease that the darkness ended as images of crimson came to fall before her eyes. Pain wracked her right leg as she struggled to rise to her feet. The dampness that lingered just above the slender curve of her knee only added to the screaming of her leg which throbbed beneath her weight. Her fingertips trailed along the wall almost as if seeking something to latch onto so as to better enable her to draw herself up.
"Humans are so easily manipulated wouldn't you agree? " His voice brought her eyes to search the bleak familiar room into which she had fallen. A chilling air lingered about her as she felt a gloved hand place itself upon her waist. Her knee pulsed even as the weight of her body was shifted. Sir Hellsing's expression was vacant despite the racing of her heart. "Your orders?" She heard him inquire. His arms encompassing her lithe frame so that it was drawn up toward his chest. Her legs were bent so that she was cradled up against the male vampire. Her pale azure eyes narrowed as if to indicate the obvious. To this Alucard answered with a chuckle and wry smirk.
"Spare me your antics Alucard." Her eyes closed briefly so as to perhaps allow herself the ability to try to forget the pain that persisted to claim her right leg. Drawing up her left hand only to dig her fingertips into the pocket of her olive petticoat she brought out a single cigar of which she placed between her lips. The same hand then ascended to venture once more into the same pocket to retrieve a lighter. "Have Walter see to it that the required care is given." Silence served as response. His footsteps brought them further into the darkness. She could see not where they went. Nor could Integra ascertain as to whether or not they were just walking about in circles. She smelled scents of blood, ash, as well as decay upon him. Alarmingly such disturbing aromas did not discomfort her. Then...she had been into a world surrounded by death.
"Your accomodations." The male vampire purred as he brought her into her bedroom. The soft midnight blue sheets melded into her lithe frame as she was deposited upon them. His ivory fangs were flashed at her with an almost devilish charm. Integra felt her body tense very slightly as Alucard's left forefinger trailed down her right leg only to brush gently against the dampness of her knee in which scarlet fluids had begun to stain her olive slacks. Integra felt the cigar fall from her lips. Her blue grey eyes widened a moment later.
"What exactly do you think you are doing?" She asked completely neglecting the fallen cigar which still burned faintly. Her breath caught within her throat then as she felt it...the pull of her pant leg as it was drawn up to reveal a smooth slender porcelain calve. The thud of her boots soon followed. A soft gasp protruded from her lips then as the unexpected happened and Alucard's mouth lowered to softly kiss her blood stained flesh.