Amen :: A Hellsing Tale :: Part 4 :: One Starry Night

:: 1 Day From The Ball ::

It had been a very quiet day. Everyone was tired from the event last night, a massacre that had taken place near the castle. Thousands of FREAKS rampaged through the night, terrorizing everyone in London. Thankfully you and the Hellsing troupes arrived to stop it, with the help of Alucard.

Speaking of the devil...

Alucard wouldn't speak to you. He wouldn't even glance at you. After your little meeting with him and Anderson the other night, he had kept to himself. The entire night you had tried to speak with him, but he would disappear into thin air before you had the chance.

Fine, let him be that way.

You grumbled to yourself and went out to the courtyard. Hellsing trainees were in the middle of training, and when they saw you coming they dropped their weapons.

"Victoria!" They shouted as you walked up to them. You smiled and shook their hands and patted their backs. "Come and join us!"

You spent the rest of the day shooting, running through obstacle courses, and laughing your ass off at the trainees. They were always cracking stupid jokes, making you giggle and missing a shot, or trip over your own feet. It was good to know there were goof-balls out there just like you. As the sun began to set, you and the troupes packed up your things and headed back into the manor.

Once inside you headed up to your mother's office to speak with her about the ball and whatever else came into her mind.

"You did very well last night Victoria, I am proud." She said as you came in. You smiled and sat down at her desk, a little shocked she had said that. "Now, what's this I hear of a ball?"

"Her Majesty has called a ball our honor." You told her, as she lit herself a cigarette. "And it's this Saturday."

Your mother scowled and you knew she dreaded the thought of a ball. You had never seen her in a dress before, this should be interesting.

"I shall be going to find a gown tonight, would you like to join me mother?" You asked.

"No, I have worked to do, just be careful when you go." She answered, turning to her paperwork. You sighed and left the room, returning to yours. You changed into something more comfortable and left to find Seras.

Surely she will want to come.

:: Later That Night ::

"How about this one?"

"Nah.."

"This one?"

"Don't think so."

"Here. this one!"

"No way!!"

"Aww come one Victoria. you're so hard to shop for!!" Seras moaned as you rejected the last gown. You smiled and giggled a bit.

"Thank you, thank you very much!" You said in your best Elvis voice. She rolled her eyes and kept looking through the gowns.

After a while of searching you came upon a rather lovely gown. It was the store's best gown, and most expensive. Seras saw you looking at it, and pulled it off the rack.

"You're trying this on!" She said, pulling you to the changing room.

"OH MY GOD!!!" Seras shouted as you walked out of the changing room. You stood in shock as she ran over to you. "You look amazing!"

She turned you towards a mirror so you could see yourself. She was right, you did look amazing in this dress.

"I'll take it!"

The gown was a cream color, with golden beads spiraling up the front and back. It was strapless, and gave you an hourglass figure. It was an amazing dress.

:: Night Of The Ball ::
You stood quietly as Walter laced up the back of your corset. You slipped on the gown over it, letting the gown cascade around you. You glanced at yourself in the mirror, wondering how everyone would act once they saw you. Walter sat you down in front of the mirror and began to curl your hair. Once he finished that, he pinned your hair into a half-ponytail, letting the bottom half of your hair flow over your shoulders. He pinned pearls into your hair, which looked as if they were floating over your dainty head.
The trumpets rang and the people of the court hushed. You stood beside your mother, who looked glorious in her white, satin gown. The two of you stood over the crowd at the top of the grand staircase, and all were amazed. The Queen stood on the opposite side of the room in a majestic gold dress, smiling happily. She stood and the entire room bowed, well, everyone but Alucard. You glanced over to him, and saw that he was glancing at you. He quickly turned his head and you laughed to yourself.
"Tonight, we celebrate two majestic women of honor." The Queen beamed. The crowd stood and kept silent.
"We salute them!"
The violins began a tune and the crowd cheered and turned to dance. Most were already drunk, others getting there quickly. You and your mother made you ways down the grand staircase, avoiding many of the men who reached for you arms. Mother quickly made her way over to Her Majesty, leaving you alone with all the greedy, horny men.
You made your way through the crowd until you felt a tap on your shoulder. Turning you saw an incredibly handsome man standing behind you.
"May I have this dance?" He asked in a very interesting Romanian accent. You blush and accept his request, letting him lead you to the dance floor. He gently placed one hand on your lower back NOT your butt you pervert!!, and one into your palm. He was a very good dancer, he had a way with his feet.
He's better than Alucard!
As if he heard that, Alucard appeared behind your partner. Only this time, he wasn't smiling. Pulling away the man and taking you in his arms and gliding you across the floor.
"Alucard what's with you?" You asked as he danced you across the floor. He scowled and didn't answer. "Answer me you stupid get!"
Alucard spun you off the dance floor and on too the balcony. He was pissed now.
"So, not a good dancer, hmm?" He hissed, as you backed up against the edge of the balcony. "Maybe Anderson is better!"
"Oh, so that's it!" You spat at him. "You're jealous of him!!"
He didn't answer, only stepped closer and closer to you.
"You think I liked being with Anderson..hmm?" You asked harshly. "Well...YOU'RE RIGHT!"
You pushed him aside and made your way to the door, but was stopped by a grasp on your arm.
"Alucard, let me go!" You demanded, turning around. He glared down at you and kept his hold on your arm. "Stop acting this way, it's not like I love him!"
He let you go and backed away. He began to evaporate into thin air, but you caught his jacket before he could go.
"Please, let's just put that behind us." You said softly. He turned and looked down at you. "Anderson was my partner, not my lover!"
There was silence between the two of you. You sighed and turned to go, figuring he wouldn't change. You quietly walked into the ballroom and continued the rest of the night dancing with other men, occasionally catching glances from Alucard.
:: Alucard's POV ::
I had never been spoken to like that. Victoria had told me what I needed to hear, and some other things I wished she didn't.
I was jealous, she was right about that. Anderson meant something to her, and that pissed me off. As I watch her dancing with all the men, I feel a great urge to sweep her off her feet.
Wait a second. is that Anderson I see?
:: Back To Your POV ::
As a short balding man spun you around the dance floor, you noticed a rather tall man approaching you. Your dancing partner stopped and back away, as you turned to see who this stranger was.
That's no stranger.
Your former partner and friend Anderson glared down at you. He didn't seem too happy either.
"Let us talk." He said, pulling you out onto the balcony.
Not again!
"Anderson, what is it?" You asked, pulling yourself away from him.
"Why do you keep being with that monster?" He asked harshly.
"WHY THE HELL DO YOU CARE???" You shouted at him. He stood taken-aback at your remark. "Well...answer me!"
Without saying anything, Father Anderson, your ex-partner, and a man of God, pulled you into a deep kiss. You were too shocked to move.
Im being kissed by a priest...Im going to hell for this.
Before you could pull yourself away, something yanked Anderson away. You opened your eyes to see Alucard, guns pointed towards Anderson.
"HOW DARE YOU TOUCH HER!" Alucard screamed at the priest, who laughed in return. Alucard shot him in the head, growling like you have never heard before.
"Alucard CALM YOURSELF!" You screamed, running to him. Anderson scowled and disappeared within the pages of his Bible, leaving you and Alucard alone.
"W..why did you do that?" You asked quietly.
"Did you want him to kiss you?" He hissed.
"No." You answered softly. He turned and chuckled at you.
"Im just mad he beat me too it." He answered, lifting your chin to his gaze. A small blush crept to your cheeks as Alucard came closer and closer to your lips.