Disclaimer: Hellsing is owned by Kouta Hirano. I only claim rights over my character Sonya.
The battle between the creatures of the night seemed to have lasted for hours before either showed signs of exhaustion. Sonya had activated her were-powers to the highest level as Alucard done the same. Alucard's darkness had swept around them, encasing the beings in a dark battlefield befitting them. Sonya couldn't deny the fear that bubbled within her but all it did was fuel her thirst to fight this man. The many eyes that surrounded them analyzed the werewolves new look. A large mouth cut through the middle of the biped wolf's stomach.
Along with it were many two foot long fangs. A tongue stuck out, coating the fangs with saliva waiting for its meal. The red-brown fur covering the humanoid wolf had turned white with red markings moving and twisting about. Red tinted silver eyes stared back at crimson orbs with malice and bloodlust. The fight had turned out to be wonderfully fun for the creatures.
Sonya licked her muzzle, the taste of copper wakening her taste buds. The vampire opposite of her stumbled upwards, his body coiling back together to reshape his distorted, ripped apart, form. A laugh escaped from their throats as they lounged at each other once more. Neither of them wanting more than to sink their hands and fangs within the others flesh, to taste the others blood. They taunted each other, dodging and twisting out of the grip of the other in their own sick twisted game of tag.
"C'mon No-Life King, where's your demons? Show me the power that even creatures in the darkest pits of hell are afraid of! If this is all that you can muster than I must say I'm disappointed." Sonya laughed bitterly as she reverted back to human form. The fangs stayed in place on her stomach covering her breasts.
The trousers hung loosely off her waist, keeping them up were her tail which was still white with the strange moving red symbols. The werewolf hunched forward as she tilted her bleeding head towards the laughing vampire at an odd angle. His dog showed up again, tackling her from the middle and tossing her upwards. The mouth on her stomach opened widely, licking its fangs hungrily. Another dog, one of a single head, came rushing towards her from above only to get wrapped up in the tongue of the demonic mouth.
Its muzzle became bonded. The hell dog struggled to get away before another came out and bit through the tongue. Pain erupted from Sonya's stomach but a laugh bubbled from her chest. Alucard's arm came from the dog's mouth and shot at her. She lurched with every bullet that tried to impale itself within her body. All that they caused were tiny leakage of blood and sizzling flesh from being blessed.
She landed on the ground with a heavy thud and sickening cracks. Sonya landed in an unusual position, on her shoulders. The werewolf was bound to have a broken neck. Alucard reshaped into his normal, tall man form. He restricted his powers once again, tipping his hat to the werewolf.
He turned his head to face the moon with a sadistic grin. That was the most fun he ever had in a long time. A snort from below him made him turn his gaze shift. The woman readjusted herself into a sitting position. Her head was in the same position as when she had fallen on it before she turned it forcefully.
It went back into place with a disgusting snap. She placed her hands on her lower back, cracking that as well before going about snapping the rest of her body. The mouth on her stomach disappeared back into smooth, muscled skin. Darkness coiled around her once again wrapping around her throat. Alucard gave his signature smile, filled with bloodlust as his crimson eyes glazed over.
The tendrils lifted her up towards him. Sonya was far too tired to fight now – especially with the dull throb that was beginning to increase from the base of her neck. She was used to certain bones snapping and cracking but her neck usually remained how it was. It getting injured was something she will have to get used to if she were to be fighting this vampire again. A tired smirk came to the female werewolf's lips before she slipped into a deep sleep.
Alucard looked at her with a disappointed look. Wanting to "play" some more, feel the thrill of the hunt. A thought struck the old vampire. A playful, sadistic smile appeared on his face. He knew his master would not be pleased with his decision.
"What a beautiful night this turned out to be." He chuckled shifting the woman around so that he can carry her bridle style. The tendrils conjured up a shirt for her to wear before he decided to leave the blood-filled scene. He phased through the shadows, reappearing moments later in his master's office. She looked up from her papers with narrowed eyes and clenched teeth.
"If that's another Draculina I swear I'll-"she was cut off by a dark laugh. She sat down as Walter walked in with her cigar case and lit it after it got clipped. She took a drag before blowing out smoke in annoyance.
"No need to worry, My Master. I have no need to turn this woman into a vampire." Another chuckle erupted from his chest.
"This is your werewolf." Sir Integra's eyes narrowed, her mouth twisted into a snarl. Amusement danced behind orange specs. A mumble escaped from the lips of the sleeping werewolf causing a smirk of amusement to snake onto the vampire's face. The blonde woman's face relaxed back to a semi-monotone look though the vampire knew otherwise.
"No thanks… snore… I don't want any more marshmallows in… the bunny." She stretched out the best she could in the arms of the No Life King, shifting into a rather uncomfortable position. The woman gave a doggish whine before shifting back around.
"So not… comfort…" She trailed off in a mumble. The vampire looked towards his master who had her face cupped in her hands. She gave a wave of dismissal. He phased through the remaining floors before coming to the basement. A simple toss landed her on the floor just feet away from the large throne sitting in the middle of the room.
The vampire sat in his throne, his legs crossed, and a glass of blood in a wine glass sitting next to it. Quiet mumbling came from the sleeping werewolf. He sat there listening to the ramblings of a crazy werewolf. It was quite entertaining in a way. Suddenly her breathing became uneven and she started growling.
Alucard tilted his head to look at her. He had tried prying through her mind but that had not worked. It was like trying to figure out how a dog thinks. Even with his hellhound form at his disposal the mind of the woman was hard to read. The growling stopped, the mumbling had died down, and the air in the dungeon had grown increasingly hot.
It was like the flames of hell licking at his pale flesh. The woman's eyes opened, took a look around, and then jumped far away from the vampire. She crouched down low with eyes trained on the throne. Crimson eyes narrowed in amusement. He entwined his fingers as he watched.
She glanced around the room. It was practically empty except for a coffin, the side table with two glasses and blood, and the large throne. The dungeon was rather large in size – much more than she was used to. With another smile he waited for the female to make her move. She was much too interested in looking around the nearly empty room.
Sonya's eyes trailed back to the throne. The same look of boredom sparked in her eyes from before they fought. She stood with a relaxed posture. It was safe to assume that she didn't feel like fighting. Not yet at least.
"Where am I bloodsucker?" She growled lowly as she morphed into her biped wolf form. There was no hostility coming from her, only the feeling of curiosity. Her tail lashed about as she leaned forward, crawling on all fours. The shirt he had given to her was torn but held up pretty decently on her recently transformed body.
Her bones cracked, allowing her the easier movement of walking on all fours. She sniffed around the area in blatant curiosity. She sniffed the box, letting out a snort as some dust flew into her nose. Sonya continued her observation around the room. Alucard kept an eye on her while drinking from the wine glass.
Once she was done she rounded back to sit in front of the throne. He uncrossed his legs to shift within his chair. Sonya made her way to his side slowly. Alucard took another sip as she drew closer. Sitting next to his legs she laid a head on his thigh with a huff.
"What's this?" He asked with a grin on his face staring down at the wolf. She gave a tired glance into his red eyes before looking towards the door that had opened. An old man walked down with a tray in his hands. Following him was a woman dressed in a man's olive suit.
Sonya watched them with a wary glance. A heavy hand placed itself on her head. She leaned towards the touch forgetting about the two people momentarily. A dark chuckle rumbled out of his chest. Alucard looked at his master and Walter.
Walter put a fresh packet of blood in the ice and bowed to the vampire. Sir Integra blew smoke from her cigar, looking over the wolf's red-brown fur. The clipped ears drew her gaze.
"Stitches?" She asked the wolf who answered her in a small bark. Alucard ran a hand over them. His gloved finger started to burned but he did not redraw.
"Blessed stitches? That's unusual," Alucard laughed. Sonya gave him a look but otherwise didn't give his words any attention. The she-wolf stared more at the two new people with a curious tilt of her head. Silver eyes scanning them over but found nothing of real danger.
"You are the werewolf. Interesting, you are not what I had suspected from the reports." The woman with blonde hair said through puffs of smoke. Sonya changed back into her human form. One of her arms draped off of Alucard's thighs while the other pillowed her head.
The shirt that she had been adorned with was ripped barely covering her chest while the trousers still hung loosely off her hips. Her crimson hair flared out at the ends like fur on a cautious animal. Her short hair was flattened by the large gloved hand of Alucard. She leaned into the touch with a blank look on her face. Integra looked into her silver eyes behind her glasses.
"What is your name werewolf?" She asked with demanding tone. Sonya gave a yawn before answering the simple question.
"My name is Sonya." Integra nodded in acknowledgment.
"I am Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing. From now on you are to refer to me as Sir Integra or Sir." The werewolf lifted herself up with the help of Alucard's leg. She stepped over his legs and took a set, crossing her legs once she was balanced. Her eyes shifted to the old human that stood idly close by.
"My name is Walter, Miss Sonya. I am Hellsing's butler." He gave a polite bow. She bowed her head back in respect. Her tailbone grew once again before getting covered it in the familiar coating. Sonya wrapped her tail around her lap.
"How long am I to stay here? I have other business to attend to in Italy." This news caught the attention of Integra and Walter. They gave each other glances from the corner of their eyes before taking another glance to the woman before them. Integra took her cigar from her mouth with narrowed eyes.
"What is your business in Italy?" She knew of something in Italy but certainly this werewolf wasn't involved with it, right? She watched as the short crimson haired female looked towards the ceiling with admiration. Her tail wagged very little in her lap at the thought.
"My master is in Italy." She whispered with the awe clearly visible to those in the room. Integra didn't question it anymore. What she was thinking of clearly wouldn't allow anyone to have an abomination, a hellish creature, like a werewolf. Her eyes narrowed at the she-wolf as she gave a slight hum.
"You will be here until I give clearance. Is that understood?" She turned on her heel and walked away with the butler following behind her. Sonya watched them leave with a blank look. Her silver eyes dulled to a grey color. One thing Sonya hated was getting ordered around by someone that wasn't who she has yet deemed worthy to.
She felt her hair spike up again, a small rage building inside her. A dark chuckle erupted from the vampire she had been using as a seat. Her eyes widen slightly from forgetting and the werewolf forced the rage away. The silver color had returning once again within her orbs. She tilted her head towards the man that held a dark grin on his face.
"You've a lot of toothy smiles." Sonya pointed out blankly. She was answered with another laugh with another crazed smile. The werewolf had felt drained of energy suddenly. She cradled her with her hands massaging her temples.
"Is something bothering you, wolf-girl?" The vampire asked with smirk. Sonya crackled an eye to look into his crimson eyes. The glasses he usually wore sitting on the stand next to his throne. She rolled her eyes slightly only to shut them.
"Too much transforming and exertion of power at once tends to make me drained. It's been too long since I've had fun like that." She laughed to the vampire. His eyes widen and glowed in the dark. His fangs reflecting what little light came from the lanterns upon the stairs.
"Yes, it was indeed an exquisite display of power." He grinned devilishly. He ran a hand through her hair. He felt the familiar burn of the blessed stitches within her scalp.
"Why have your ears been clipped and closed with blessed stitches?" He decided to ask. A frown appeared on his face. Sonya shifted in his lap finally getting uncomfortable from sitting. Alucard brought the werewolf closer to him, setting her on the arm of his throne. She averted her eyes to looking at the large black box.
"It's to keep some abilities locked away." She mumbled knowing full well that the vampire would be able to hear her – especially from the distance they were. Sonya was able to feel his annoyance grow. Alucard wrapped a hand around her throat, standing up. She did not struggle as she looked him in the eyes. Her silver eyes went back to the dull grey color.
Even though they had just met this night, Sonya knew that he wasn't pleased. She was able to feel the shift in emotion. His eyes narrowed with a deep frown. It caused the werewolf to frown slightly in return – she preferred the crazed grin over this disappointment. She wrapped her hands around his wrist before swinging herself up.
She wrapped one of her legs around his arm while the other came up to kick him in the face. She dragged her transformed clawed foot down his face and shoulder making sure to put a decent amount of power behind her effort. His arm became disconnected from his shoulder and he went backwards a few feet. She threw his arm back at him before taking off towards the stairs. Dodging out of the way of his hellhound Sonya barreled out for the room, forcing the door closed.
Sonya quickly made for a window not far down the hall. She dived through it, putting her arms up to guard her face. Her feet made contact with the side of the building. She pushed off of it, nearly creating a small crater. She rocketed off of the building, over the fence, and transformed into her four-legged form to make for a quick getting away.
Alucard appeared in his master's office with his "normal" grin. She looked at him with a look that said she knew what had happened. Of course she had, why wouldn't she? Integra leaned into her hands staring at Alucard. Walter stood by quietly. There was a knock on the door. Integra gave them permission to enter.
"Sir, I've finished my mission…" A blonde walked in with paper in her hands. Her blue eyes scanned over the faces of those in the room wondering what she had walked into. She quickly made her way to the desk to hand in the report. Integra placed it off to the side, lacing her fingers back together.
"It appears that a werewolf has shown itself on English soil." Integra informed the confused Draculina. Her eyes widened slightly.
"I had thought that werewolves went instinct a couple of centuries ago. Judging by the powers that she possessed it's safe to say that she's one of the oldest ones." Alucard deducted with his smile appearing once again. He had forgotten about the stitching sealing some of her powers. He was willing to wait for the time when they are removed so that they can go all out once again.
Integra looked at her servant with a blank look before looking to Walter. Without saying anything he bowed and walked out of the room. More or less to go repair the window that had been broken. The blonde vampire walked next to the tall man clad in red.
"Thank you for your report, Seras." Integra did a quick scan of the report. The vampire had been destroyed along with any ghouls in the surrounding area. She placed the paper in her drawer and tapped her desk.
"It would be wise to dispose of this werewolf as soon as possible. Though, we have no other information on her to resort to such actions." She gave a sigh before dismissing them. "We're going to have to go searching for information but we cannot use the Police or any humans for that matter."
The two vampires nodded before leaving the office. Alucard phased through the floor and Seras used the door. Alucard gave a smirk before shutting himself within the darkness of his coffin. He "slept" with memories of the fight playing in his mind. His smile grew on his face as the pictures became more vivid the more he thought about them.
Sonya jumped through the town using the coverage of trees or building roofs to hide herself from the humans below her. Something made her stop. The scent of vampires filled her sensitive nose. The she-wolf looked over the building to see a human looking around with fear evident in his posture. He moved about like he was trying to hide.
He entered into a building with a weird golden eye on top of it. The she-wolf grew curious and jumped from her perch to investigate. The scent of vampires grew as she neared the door. Opening the door slowly she saw that it was some sort of strip club. Sonya could not help the laugh that escaped her throat as she stepped in, shutting the door behind her.
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