Source of Food
Possibilities
Chpt 3
Ceras couldn't stop wondering, how joy her master had been when Integra had shot him. Sir Integra was a vampire now, and the fact made her uneasy. Her master always had his eyes only for the master of her master. And now, the master of the monster was human no more. They could get their happily ever after then. But what about Ceras?
Ceras turned at the corner. She was going to Sir Hellsing's office. She had to report the last mission. Ah, how different we were. She thought. Her master had offered her his blood. His blood had flooded from his arm, inflicted by the bayonet of the Angel Dust.
"Drink, Police Girl –No –Ceras Victoria. Drink." He'd said back then.
And Ceras remembered how Alucard had come back every morning from Sir Integra's cell, with his bloody hand. He had inflicted the injury by him self. That was what he'd said when Ceras'd asked him what had happened. How different. His eyes when she had been injured by the Baobban Sith accident told her everything.
Suddenly, she was already in front of Integra's office. She shook her head and knocked. Once, no answer, twice, no answer. At the third knock, she heard something unusual, and opened the door in hurry. She was surprised.
Half leaned on her table, Integra put her elbow on the table to support her self. There's blood all over her front body and on the table.
"Sir Integra!" Ceras barked in to check her condition. Did she hurt? Is there any enemy around?
"Walter! Walter! Master!" She shouted for help, as she checked Sir Integra's injury.
"It's all right, Ceras. Don't be too worry." Integra said suddenly, pushed Ceras back. Suddenly Walter barked into the room.
"What happened?" He said fully worried, clearly became worrier when he saw the blood.
"I'm okay." She said coolly. She's a vampire now, they shouldn't get too afraid like this, she thought.
"Vampire or not, they're still fully concern for you, Master." And the aura of the room turned darker when Alucard appeared.
Integra said nothing. She could felt Alucard's presence since she walked into her office. She knew that he had watched her since then.
"What happened? You're injured?" Asked Walter in concern. He had controlled his worry, but the concern would never leave his tone.
Integra frowned at the questions. How would she answer that?
"Tell them, Master. Tell them what had happened!" Alucard mocked her. He must been really amused by what had happened.
Integra found no other way, and surrendered. "I puked." She said and sighed, regretted what she had said. She couldn't keep calm when she saw Ceras and Walter's expression when she said the fact.
"You puked, Sir?" Asked Walter hesitated.
"Yes, Walter. I puked." She answered coolly although her face turned red.
"Should a new vampire throw the blood out?" She asked Alucard.
"I never really know when I was actually turned into Vampire. I'm one of the firsts, the nosferatu. I'm afraid in this case I can't give you more assistance. But of course, you will always be free to ask my assistance for another customs, let say, like how vampire sleep and do 'things' on their bed." He said seductively with his usual grin.
I should know, it will come. Thought Integra pissed off. However, when Alucard said more, she didn't say anything,
"However my master, I can offer you my fledgling. Believe me she has handled this 'drinking blood' matter."
Ceras blushed when he said this, and for a moment, Integra hesitated. Should she believe this? Is it normal? Damn, she wished there are some 'How to be a vampire' guide books or 'manual for a new vampire' out there. Hellsing indeed is a 'vampire' matter organization. But the purpose is to destroy them, not to guide them how to be a proper vampire!
"Okay then. Ceras, be nice to me. From now on you will guide me to…" she hesitated to say this. There will be no way for her to be a true 'proper vampire', so she picked another word, "To going on with my new state."
"Yes Sir!" Ceras said with a smile as she saluted her.
At the kitchen….
"Well… At first, pour the blood to the bowl, and drink it with the spoon." Said Ceras as Integra did so. It is odd for Ceras how the things were going on. At the kitchen, Sir Integra sat on one of the chair of the dining table. In front of her Ceras was telling her how to eat, while Walter stood politely behind Integra. All the while her master Alucard kept quite at the corner, clearly amused by the surround things.
"Did you puke at the first time you drink blood?" Asked Integra.
"Well, no. I just drank, and that's all."
"Should we drink with bowl and spoon? I drank the blood right from the cup before I puked. Have you ever drunk your blood from a cup?"
"Err… I never drunk it that way though, but it should be all right. Master… Master drinks it with a straw stabbed into the pouch. Right, Master?" She became so nervous and turned her face to her master quickly.
"I drink blood in much more creative ways then you ever imagine, Police Girl. I never care how I do that, as long as I get the blood." And he chuckled darkly.
"It will be relieved if you don't describe how you do that, Alucard. My first encounter with your drinking manner is when you licked my splattered blood right on the dirty dungeon stone-floor." She said sternly.
"But you forget, my master. That blood was yours. The second most precious blood I ever had."
"Second? Pray tell me then, whose was the first?"
" Yours of course, when I bite you last time. It's more delicious than yours ten years ago." His grin grew wider as dark chuckles escaped his lips.
"Oh, shut up, servant, and let me have my… meal." Said Integra pissed. She still refused to use 'blood' and refer it as her 'meal'. It's much more polite that way.
In a fast move, she sank her spoon down the blood and raised it to her mouth, and she drank it. Every one stayed silent, waiting for her condition. After emptied half of the blood, Integra raised her head and looked at her companions with triumphant looking.
"See? It's all only about man –"
She couldn't finish her sentences, since something made her choke. In alarmed, she pushed her self backward and threw up the blood. She cursed between her chokes, as Walter moved closer her to caress her back. He usually did that when she had been ill at her childhood.
Controlled over her breath, she managed to steady her self.
"Walter, what was the type of the blood you gave me?" Asked Integra in hurry, didn't even care about the bloody mess around her.
"It's B." Walter said after put a glance over the pocket. He's trying hard to ignore her bloody mess.
"Ceras, take me an A!" Ceras did what she was told, and took another bowl which she filled with the blood,.
Integra drank the blood, and after some seconds she threw up again. Damn it! She cursed under her breath. No matter vampire or not, a noble woman like her should never make any mess around dining table! And what was she doing now? Throwing up like a disgusting monster? But she shouldn't think about that. Not now.
"The O!" She said between her coughs. After she threw up with the O, she asked for the AB.
"Oh God!" Said Walter in deep concern as he caressed Integra in her back right after her last throwing up. He had raised her as if his own daughter, and you know how he felt then.
"Please Sir, take your rest." Walter begged her, but Integra ignored him.
"Alucard, don't you have any advice or any damn thing which can make me deal with this?" She asked madly. It was his fault at the first place!
With his malicious grin, he said simply,
"Because you're a Hellsing." Then silent.
"I guess it's in your blood. You damn all the vampires. You damn the fact that they feed on human blood. It would need more then just normal adjustment to make your self settled with this 'drinking' problem." He added in amuse tone, while looking at the bloody mess she had made.
"But I did drink your blood, Alucard. Remember?" Said integra impatiently.
"Yes you did, Master, which makes me have two possibilities."
"And they are?"
"You like the ancient way, the wild way and the most natural way of vampire feed. To suck blood right from the prey." And his grin grew wider.
"NO! THERE'S NO WAY YOU CAN MAKE ME SUCK BLOOD THAT WAY! THERE'S NO FUCKIN WAY!" Her temper couldn't be held this time. Walter produces a disapproving sound at her language, and she nodded to him in a 'sorry'-like expression.
"Calm down Master, there's always another possibility." And he paused there. He would enjoy the expression Integra would give him after this.
"You can only drink blood from me, the No Life King, the Nosferatu, your obedient servant." He said, and his malicious grin would never be wider then he had that time as he saw Integra's eyes widened in shock.
Author's note: Yeah, that's coming. Thanks to Alucardia for review my story so far. So, anyone who read this, just review. Advice, flame, critic, or what ever you'd like to tell me, just tell me.