*Mina*
Mmmm...what happened? I thought lazily. I opened my eyes slightly and saw in orange. With my free hand, I- wait, what?I took off Alucard's glasses and looked at his sleeping form. I looked down at our hands, and felt my face heat up. Shaking my head to clear it, I checked my internal clock and found it was ten PM. Yikes. How long have I been out? I thought, running my fingers through my hair. I sat in silence, waiting for Alucard to wake up while I tried to remember what had happened. Something clicked, I ran into the woods, the raven. I gasped. A raven was James' favorite form. The death bird. The bringer of omen. I started shaking. No, no, no, no, no, I thought, he's supposed to be dead! I-I killed him with my own hands!
My quite, my dear Mina. He's still alive, the voice I heard before said in my head.
Who are you? I asked.
In time, you will know. But stay with Dracula. He will protect you.
Dracula? No, his name is- my thought stopped as I felt something wrap around me.
"Mina," Alucard whispered in my ear, "my Mina." I froze. It all made sense! That's why he froze up when I told him my name! I moved my hands from his chest to his face, moving it so I could see his eyes.
"Alucard?" I asked quietly. No response, "Alucard, are you there?" again nothing, "...Dracula?" His eyes went wide, and I watched tears fill them. He hugged me close again, burying his face in my neck.
"Mina. My Mina. I thought you were dead," he sobbed in Romanian. My face scrunched up in pain. I lifted his head to look in his eyes again.
"Alucard, you need to wake up," I whispered. So I woke him up the only way I knew how: by delivering the shock of pain. I moved my head to his throat, my lips brushing it. I bit down hard enough to cause enough pain to wake him up. He let out a choked gasp, then pushed me away.
"What the hell was that for?" he hissed, holding his neck.
"You were half asleep. I simply woke you up," I said nonchalantly, shrugging my shoulders.
"Well you didn't have to bite me!"
"I said your name twice! Technically three times is you count me saying 'Dracula'!"
"How the hell-!"
"A little bird told me. I FIGURED IT OUT, DUMB ASS!" I yelled, the first sentence filled with sarcasm.
"You didn't have to-What was I doing in the first place?"
"Ummm..."I started, rubbing the back of my head, "wow, this is awkward."
"What. Happened."
"Uh, well...just gimme your hand."
"...Why?"
"Just gimme you hand," I snapped. He glared at me, then cautiously placed his hand in mine. I showed him what happened, and when I finished, he sat in dumbfounded silence, "Now do you get why it was so awkward for me to explain?" I asked, blushing slightly. He nodded, his eyes wide. We sat in silence until the phone rang, making us both jump. I let out a shaky sigh, then walked over to the phone.
"Hello?" I asked timidly.
"Ah, Miss Mina. This is Walter speaking. I'm calling to inform you and Mister Alucard of your next mission. Please report to Sir Integra for information and your weapon."
"Wait a minute. How did you-" *CLICK*. I growled as I slammed the phone back onto it's cradle. I could hear Alucard chuckling from behind me. I whipped around and glared at him.
"Wipe that smirk off your face, You jumped too." I snapped. He just laughed harder. Sighing, I trudged towards the bathroom door, slamming it shut behind me. I turned on the water to scalding hot and quickly took a shower. Mumbling to myself, I wrapped a towel around my torso, then walked out of the bathroom. I looked out of the corner of my eye to see Alucard was still in my room. My eyes widened i mock surprise.
"Do you mind? I'd like to get dressed without someone watching me," I said as I walked to my dresser.
"Ha! It's not as if you have anything to hide, right?" he taunted, appearing before me and trapping me against the dresser.
"Don't flatter yourself. I know you saw my scars."
"Not all of them. Just your arms. Now, let's see how many you really have..."
"Don't you fucking dare-" I started, but he had already untucked the towel. I quickly covered my chest, my face turning red. God, this is as bad as when I was with Sebastian! Okay, he was WAY worse, but COME ON! I yelled in my head, remembering my time with the young earl and his demon butler. Suddenly, he moved away, chuckling, and I slid to the ground. I buried my face in one of my hands, my other still covering my chest.
"Pervy jerk," I mumbled, but he was already gone. I sighed, then stood up. I yanked out a pair of black pants and leather biker gloves, then pulled out my leather jacket. I put those on and left the leather jacket unzipped, showing my black bra. I put my hair up in a pony-tail, then for shoes I had strappy black heels. I covered my scars and centered the magic on a tattoo that wrapped around my torso. Satisfied with how I looked, I faded into the shadows in my room and reappeared in Sir Integra's office.
"You rang?" I asked as I stepped out of the shadows.
"Yes, and you're late," Integra replied, "Walter has your weapon." She motioned to the old man standing behind her. He bowed, a grin on his face. He walked towards me and gave me a large katana blade. I removed the sheathe and watched the blade shimmer.
"This is your katana, Bloodstar. The blade itself is made of silver, and already blessed. I figured you weren't much of the 'gun type', so I had this made specifically for you," Walter explained. I swung the blade, listening to it sing. I smiled.
"It's simply perfect," I beamed.
"I'm pleased that you're pleased, Miss."
"Now, this is your first assignment," Integra began, tossing a folder at me, "this village has become overrun with ghouls. Eradicate them and the vampire controlling them." I grinned wickedly, placing the katana back into it's sheathe.
"Yes Sir."
A few minutes later, I was on my way to the overrun village. I sat next to a silent Seras, Alucard no where to be seen. I slowly drank the blood from the packet, tuning out everything. The car stopped, and Seras quickly got out. I finished my packet and stepped out of the vehicle, tying the sword around my waist. I looked up at the waning moon, my eyes turning red at the promise of blood. I created black sunglasses out of my magic and put them on my face as I turned to Seras.
"Where are they?" I asked.
"Um, I think they're in the church," she replied. I walked over to the church, the doors shut. I kicked them open, then unsheathed Bloodstar. I looked around, not seeing anything, but I knew better. I was about to walk out, knowing that's what they wanted, when I heard groaning. I grinned widely, not turning around, my fangs showing. One of them touched my shoulder, and I whipped around, cutting off it's head in the process. A drop of blood hit my cheek, and I licked it away, my aura glowing a blackish red. I had all of the ghouls in the church taken care of in less than twenty minutes. I walked out and ran into the bordering woods.
"The rest are in here!" I yelled to Seras. She ran next to me. We came into a clearing that wreaked of death, decay, and blood.
...Something's not right, I thought, looking around.
"Ah-aah-AAAH!" Seras screamed. I turned around to see her shaking like crazy.
"Seras, what's wro-" I stopped mid sentence as I felt something pierce my stomach. Why do people ALWAYS go for my stomach? I yelled in my head as I pulled out what had stabbed me. The wound healed instantaneously as I threw the blessed bayonet to the ground.
"Yer a tough little draculina, ain't ya?" A man with a thick Scottish accent seethed behind me. I turned to the voice, seeing a tall man carrying more bayonets and grinning from ear to ear.
"Greaaaaaaaaaat, just what I needed. A crazy catholic priest with blessed bayonets. What happened to the vampire?" I asked with annoyance.
"It's already dead. Dead before I got here, actually. I only took care of it's other freaks."
"What? What killed it?"
"I was thinking you had killed it."
"Where is it?"
"What?"
"Where. Is. The. Body." I punctuated each word as I stalked towards him, my eyes turning red. I thought I knew who the perpetrator was, but I had to prove my suspicions. He simply laughed at me.
"You really expect me to help a monster?" I was about to snarl a reply when I caught an unexpected yet very familiar scent. I turned my back to the priest. Stupid move. I heard a low hiss, then felt his bayonets pierce my skin all over my body. My eyes went wide, then I coughed up blood, falling to my knees.
"It's over, draculina," the priest seethed. I coughed again, more blood coming up. The blood loss was becoming too much.Sh-shit, I thought as I collapsed onto my side, closing my eyes and passing out for the second time in less than twenty four hours.
Ugh, why does this keep happening to meeeeeeee? I thought groggily. I moaned, covering my closed eyes with the back of my hand.
"Ah, good to see you're awake. I took the liberty of cleaning your wounds for you, thought I didn't need to do much." My eyes popped open as I heard the all too familiar voice. I sat up and stared at the black haired man before me in shocked silence.
"But-how-wh-"
"I've come to the understanding your name is Mina now?" he asked, smirking the way he always did. My mouth hung open, making him chuckle. He walked up to me and closed my mouth. I felt a tear slide down my cheek, and he moved his gloved hand to catch it, licking it off of his thumb. After battling with the idea that he was actually here wasn't a dream, I tackled him to the ground, pinning his hands.
"Well, that was a rough welcome."
"Shuttup, you're a demon."
"Either way..."
"Dammit Sebastian, you better really be here and not just in my dreams again," I whispered. He smirked again.
"How's this for proof?" he flipped me onto my back and kissed me, biting me lip. I hissed as he pulled away. We stayed silent for a second while I licked away the blood.
"Alright. I'm convinced. Now get off me," I said. He chuckled, but didn't move.
"Hm. I think I like you where you are now." I told you he was bad.
"Get the fuck off me Sebby," I growled, using the name I know he hated. He just chuckled, then helped me stand. He turned and walked to the door, and was about to leave, but he turned around back to me at the doorway, smirking.
"You might want to get dressed before coming to hit me upstairs," he said, pointing. I jolted when I saw I was only in my bra and panties.
"You son of a-" I started, but he was already gone. My face turned beat red with anger and embarrassment, and I yelled at the closed door.
"PERVY JERK!"
Author's Notes: Wow these can be tedious. Anyway, yea, I know, I put Sebastian in he story. They won't be there long though, trust me. Anyway, please enjoy~