Longest chapter until now! And finally a chapter i feel happy with, seriously people, the last two chapter where very crappy and i don't like them at all... maybe one day i'll comeback and rewrite them.
The plot advances a lot more in this chapter too.
Enjoy!
She was sprawled all over the bed...and on top of Hans. Her head resting on his chest.
Hans seemed to be asleep; his face was covered by a pillow. Seras slowly lifted the pillow, squeaking in surprise when two hands grabbed her waist and lifted her. Ending face to face with the white pillow.
She lifted the pillow, finding messy silver hair and half lidded eyes. He smirked sleepy and nuzzled her neck.
Seras was still a little shocked by the events of last night. What had gotten into her? She had felt an horrible urge to, to... to have him! Every time he had touched her, her body would start to grow hot, and down there... ugh! She doesn't want to think about it; she had behaved like a total slu-
"Nein, mein liebchen." Hans kissed her lips. "Don't think that."
"I- I … It's just that I don't know why I behaved like that... you know I'm not like that..." She blushed a little and looked down, ashamed by her behavior.
Hans frowned and took her chin, forcing her to look him in the eyes.
"Did you enjoy it?" his gaze was piercing.
"Y-yes.." She blushed even deeper, but this time for being scolded.
"Do you regret it?" Hans eyes softened a little; he didn't want Seras to do anything under pressure or just to please him.
"No!... no, I don't regret it." Seras looked up to Hans, wide red eyes glassy; Hans thought that she looked like a kicked pup. "Do you?"
"Of course not mädchen." He continued kissing her neck, causing Seras to giggle.
The sweet moment was abruptly interrupted when a low growl coming from Seras stomach was heard.
Seras looked ashamed of herself, but Hans didn't seemed to mind; for him it was obvious that after their nightly activities she would be very hungry. So he tilted his head to the side, exposing his neck to her.
Seras was hesitant at first, but they were already very intimate and he was doing it willingly... so there was no problem, right?
She smiled to Hans and then sank her fangs on his neck eagerly.
The moment the blood touched her tongue Seras moaned in delight. How did she had say no to this before? She just wanted to keep drinking forever.
After a few more gulps, Seras detached herself from Hans neck, although very reluctantly.
She smiled warmly to Hans and kissed him.
It had been 2 months since that night; their lives settling in a comfortable routine. Hans enjoyed the peaceful life, he had never realized that he was always on edge until Seras had arrived in his life. He was always tense, always waiting for the enemy to come; back in Millennium he used to sleep so little and almost with an eye open, and even after being freed he had maintained that habit.
He recalled one day in special when they lived in Paris...
It was past noon and he had been trying to sleep with no success; Seras had moved in a month ago and even if he liked the girl, he couldn't shake the feeling that maybe she was plotting something... he knew he was being paranoid and she didn't seemed like the kind of person that would be ungrateful or try something treacherous; but his instincts and his past with her told him otherwise.
He was brought back to reality by a noise of glass breaking downstairs.
Hans was there in a blink of an eye, ready to attack the intruder. He saw a person hunched near the fridge and without second thought he launched himself at the trespasser, growling viciously.
Seras screamed in surprise and backed away, but Hans had already pinned her with his massive paws at either side of her head. It took him a moment to realize that the intruder was Seras. He tilted his head to the side, what she doing at this hour of the day awake? He narrowed his eyes in suspicion.
Seras seemed to understand the gesture, and quickly explained what was she doing in the kitchen.
"I- I am sorry! I was th-thirsty!" She gulped audibly. "An-and I-I b-broke th-the glass... I'll pay for it!"
Hans relaxed, but frowned. He really scared the girl, she must think that he was mad at her for breaking the glass...
"Don't worry... I'm sorry, I thought you vere an intruder." He backed away, transforming back to human and offering her a hand to got up. She eyed the hand and then to him, she took the offered hand, tho very reluctantly.
He reached for the door fridge, and Seras instantly flinched away. Did she thought that he was going to hit her?
Hand opened the fridge and took a bag of medical blood and milk. He handed Seras the blood and poured himself some milk on a glass.
He took a seat at the table and sipped at the milk.
Seras just remained in her place in the kitchen, self-conscious. She stared at Hans. He looked really tired, dark circles under his eyes and puffy eyelids indicated her that he didn't had sleep in at least 3 days.
"Did I woke you up?" Seras asked in a worried tone.
"Nein... I couldn't sleep." He knew how he looked like, he hadn't had a good sleep in decades, but this last week had been a real hell. Between nightmares and worries he couldn't sleep at all.
"I could help... if you want." Seras bit into the bag and started to drink.
"Und how vould you do that?" Hans eyed her skeptically.
"Well... Sir Integra suffered from a lot of stress and so, insomnia; so I learned how to stimulate the pineal gland." Seras smiled, but Hans seemed puzzled.
"Und how's that vork?"
"ahh... mmh... well it's hard to explain, but it doesn't hurt!" Seras waved her hands from one side to another.
Hans wasn't convinced with Seras explanation, but decided to try. He really wanted to sleep so badly, and even if her 'trick' hurt, but worked, he would be satisfied.
"ok, do it." Seras nodded and walked in front of him.
She pulled a chair a sat down, their knees almost touching; she leaned forward and locked eyes with him. At first he didn't felt nothing, and he was going to comment it, but then Seras eyes started to grow more and more red. The room started to fade on a black shadow and he started to feel a shivers down his spine; from a moment to other he was shaking uncontrollably and he was feeling very hot. And just like it started it ended. He felt electricity running through his head and then... nothing.
Hans woke up 3 days later, completely rested and full of energy. After that he never again had another day without sleep...
Hans was sure that what he felt for her was more than lust or a simple crush... it was real love. And it wasn't something he had accepted from one day to another, hell no. After being captured by Millennium he had lost every hope of being happy one day, and less to find his soul mate. Also, he was the last werewolf, so finding a mate was obviously impossible; of course he could convert someone else... but he didn't want that. It had took him decades to finally master his wolf form, and to control himself in full moons; it had been really hard for him to accept his violent nature and to adapt... he didn't want to someone else to suffer what he suffered. He still remembered that stage of his life as the worst and most depressing.
But then he found Seras, and even after that, it took him a whole year to accept his true feelings for her.
She was a vampire and he was a werewolf; back before Hellsing or Millennium, to have a sentimental relationship was like being a witch in the holy Inquisition time. Even being in friendly terms meant to be strongly punished for both sides. Of course he had never been member of a pack, he was always a loner -that's why Millennium had captured him so easily- so those rules could have been broken; but still, old members would have hunted Seras and him if they ever heard of such union between a vampire and a werewolf.
Vampire covens were strongly oppose as well, with such relationship.
In fact he once had heard of Alucard punishing a vampire of his court because he had talked to a female werewolf. So in a few words, their relationship was taboo.
Maybe that was part of the reason why those vampires in Paris had attacked them?... Oh yeah, he remembered them. He had been really bothered with the fact that Seras had decided to run away and not to take revenge on the vampires for burning his house and having tried to kill them.
But Seras was Seras and he couldn't say no to her, she was really stubborn.
And he really missed her... She had disappeared three days ago.
She had told him that he was going to hunt, and then she never came back. Since then he had been looking for her like crazy; he hadn't slept or eaten. What if she was dead? What if someone captured her?... or... Did she abandon him? But why would she do that? He had searched for her all over the city and the nearest towns, but he couldn't even smell her or sense her... it was like the earth had swallow her.
Hans ran a hand through his hair and started to walk towards the entrance of the temple. The night was less darker with each passing minute.
Everything had been fine between them, was she mad? Why? Had he done something wrong? He didn't know what to think or what to do. He couldn't leave the place, what if she came back and he wasn't here?
He was at the entrance of the temple when a faint sound of steps alerted him, and then a strong smell of fresh blood hit his nose. He quickly turned and was ready to attack but stopped and gasped silently at the sight of Seras walking absently towards him.
She was completely covered in blood, her eyes empty and dull; she looked like a zombie.
And then she met Hans gaze, her eyes seemed to recover some of her old color; she stopped abruptly and tears stared to form in her eyes, her knees failed to keep her standing and she started to fall. Luckily Hans was there to catch her before she had hit the floor.
Seras had never saw such worried expression on his face. That's what it hurt her more.
"I- I am sorry!" Seras was crying loudly and apologizing between sobs. "I killed them! I kill them all!"
She was repeating the same over and over again, clinging to Hans neck and crying in his chest.
To say that Hans was completely confused was an understatement; but he was also relieved...and at the same time worried. What had happened to her in the last three days? Who had she killed? He smelled the blood that was covering Seras and discovered at least thirty different kinds of blood, all human... less one. It wasn't Seras blood... no, NO! It was from that vampire bitch! The redhead!
Hans growled viciously.
He was mad with Seras; he was mad with him, but over all he was mad with that vampire bitch... unless...
"Seras, vhat. Happened?" He said in a demanding tone, but not too severe.
"I- I killed th-the whole town...An-and sh-she..." Seras started to shake violently.
Hans concern grew even more; something had happened and Seras was clearly still shocked. He lifted her of the ground and carry her back to the temple; maybe tomorrow she would be able to talk.
After a quick bath and a change of clothes Hans left her on their bed and she was almost instantly asleep.
He took a seat next to her and watched her. He sighed deeply and then he lay besides her, hugging her from behind.
He tried to relax; even if he had more questions and he was a little afraid of her mental health, he felt happy to just have her back. He was remained of his early thoughts...he loved her, he was sure of that; but what if she didn't loved him like he loved her?...
What if she still loved Alucard?
The next night Hans found himself alone in the bed, he scanned the area with his senses and found Seras in the bathroom. He was about to go back to sleep when he heard weird noise coming from inside the bathroom; it sounded like gurgling... no, it sounded like someone vomiting...
Hans jumped to his feet and pounded at the door.
He received no response and the noises were even more louder now; a strong bitter smell was flooding the room.
"Seras!" He tried to open the door but was locked. He was dueling whether or not break down the door when he noted that the noises had stopped.
"...go...away..." Came the weak reply from the other side.
That was it. Hans took the knob in a firm grip and crushed it.
Seras looked several shades more whiter she had dark circles under her eyes and she was sitting on the floor, eyeing the toilet with apprehension. She was clearly avoiding his gaze.
But what caught his attention was the amount of coagulated blood that was in both the shower and the toilet. He walked closer to the bathtub and inspected the blood more closely... was that a hand?..and an eye?
He then turned to Seras, towering over her. Her head was downcast and her shoulders slumped.
"Seras..." Hans knelt besides her. "Vhat happened?"
Seras seemed to doubt for a moment about something.
"...Can you take me to the bed?..." Her voice was raspy and low, almost a whisper.
Hans put and arm on her back and other behind her knees, he lifted her and took her to the bed. Hans noticed that Seras felt lighter than normal.
After placing her gently on the bed, he waited for her to speak.
Seras put a hand on her face and sighed deeply.
She was so confused and scared; she couldn't believe what had happened...how she lost control. She frowned and cleared her throat.
"Veronica... the redhead vampire, she found me." Hans growled and narrowed his eyes. "I ate her..." Hans face was blank in a instant. Ate her?...He knew what that meant, it wasn't a 'I killed her' or a 'I drained her'... she had consumed the redhead soul.
"...But you must want to know why I disappeared for three days..." Hans nodded.
She took a deep breath and began to recount her misadventure...
Seras was at the top of an old abandoned theater; just enjoying the fresh breeze and the sounds of the city. Trying to think of nothing but the fresh air, Although, there was something that had been bothering her a while ago and she just couldn't stop thinking about it.
The ace-shaped collar, the one that the crazy fortune teller had gave her, had changed of color; well, not the collar, but the eye. The once transparent liquid that was in the eye had changed to a red blood color. Seras had a really bad feeling about that... she couldn't explain it... but when the collar changed its color she had dreamed of it, she had dreamed with hundreds of eyes, watching her every move...and then the irises started to fill with a thick red smoke.
It gave her goosebumps every time she remembered it.
When she had woken up the collar had the very same color of the eyes in her dream. She didn't know what to think of that; she somehow knew that the collar was not the problem... it was something else, but what?
"So that's how you were hiding, Ja." Seras turned sharply to see who was the person that had said such bolt words. She had never hid from nothing or no one in her undead life!
Seras hissed and narrowed her eyes; it was the redhead vampire from Paris! Was it Verona?... Although Seras wanted to rip her throat apart, she was curious of her motives; so she asked her.
"What do you want Verona?"
"It's Veronica." the vampire said annoyed. "And I was looking for you. Someone it's really desperate to see you." Veronica chuckled maliciously.
"Who's looking for me?" Seras frowned. Maybe another vampire from her coven? Seriously, what did they wanted with her?!
"It's a secret, and I'm not telling." She laughed. "At least that you tell me something in exchange." The woman smirked.
Seras frown deepened. What was she playing at? She wanted to attack, but she also wanted to know who had send her.
"What do you want to know?" Seras asked cautiously.
The smirk disappeared, a deadly expression setting on Veronica's face.
"Where, and who gave you that necklace?" She pointed a skinny finger to Seras neck.
Seras instinctively reached for the necklace, grabbing it possessively. She just felt uneasy when Veronica looked at the necklace... a strange gleam crossed in the redhead eyes. Seras knew it wasn't a good signal...also, a quiet voice in the back of her mind repeated her that she shouldn't take the necklace from its place; that would be... catastrophic.
"Tell me!" Veronica's whole demeanor changed. First she was playful, but now she looked frantic and desperate. "nonono... waitwaitwait..." She closed her eyes and muttered rapidly to herself.
Seras knew what was happening. This woman, Veronica, she was not a normal vampire; she had been made by a contract...a contract with a demon.
Demons loved human souls, it was like chocolate for them; but due things that were far from her understanding, they couldn't take physical forms in earth neither enter without someone permission. Vampires like Veronica were formed by two different ways: she had summoned a demon and willingly offered herself to be possessed in exchange of power and immortality, or, she had been the non-virgin sacrifice for some kind of satanic ritual.
And of course she could end up in many different ways; but the more common was to lose against the demon inside her; and so, her human body would only last a short amount of time, being consumed by the raw power of the demon.
This vampires were extremely unstable both physical and mentally.
Seras had to hurry and get all the information she could gain from her, and then, kill her.
"I won it in a fair." Seras said smugly.
"Je... je... Do you think I was born yesterday? fille d'idiot!" Veronica took a step froward, but Seras just smiled; this was going to be so easy for her. "What are you laughing at!?" The redhead asked frantically.
"Why are you so interested in the necklace?"
"blond stupide hein? que rare. That's a very powerful amulet you have there... and that one was spécialement made for you; so don't tell me that you got it on a fair!"
"What-"
"Tell you what mignon, if you give it to me then i'll tell you who's looking for you."
"I won't give you nothing! And I already told you where I got it so you have to tell me who is the person that's so interested in me!"
"Ja... ja... JAJAJAJAJA! I'll have the necklace! I don't care if I have to kill you!"
Out of nowhere hundreds of red spikes flew towards Seras; she managed to evade all of them, ecept for one that stuck at the side of her head; Seras gasped in shock when she noted that the wound wasn't healing at all. She gave a rage filled scream and run towards Veronica, who did the same.
They both jumped in mid air, Seras shadowy arm taking form of a big halberd blade; Veronica opened a portal and took an over sized butcher knife from inside.
The blades clashed with each other, making both Seras and Veronica to back away by the impact. Seras was the first to attack again, she lifted the blade and dropped it; but Veronica's giant knife split, making it in two blades. Veronica stopped Seras blade with her ,now two, oversized butcher knifes, putting them on an x position.
They struggled for some seconds until Veronica swung one of her blades towards Seras stomach, that made Seras back away; Veronica's blade missed in cutting Seras in half but still it sliced a good portion of her mid torso. And just like the wound on her head, this one wasn't healing.
Seras glared at Veronica, asking soundlessly what was she doing to her.
"What? You can't heal from simple blade made in hell? What a weakling...and here I thought Dracula's fledgling would be a worthy opponent." Seras yes widened at the mention of Alucard's old name. So she knew... that's why they wanted her? Because she use to be Alucard's fledgling?... Even in absence he was still a nuisance.
"I am not his fledgling anymore! If you have unresolved business with him then go and search for him personally!" Seras yelled at her indignantly; it wasn't the first time someone searched for her just because she used to be Alucard's fledgling. They always wanted or to fight with her or with Alucard... He had always leave her to fight with them, if they won against her then maybe he would spare some of his time in fighting them. Of course, she had always won.
"Oh mignon, I do have some unresolved business with him." Veronica cackled madly. A red circle with strange symbols appeared in the old building roof and everything started to shake. The roof started to crack and pieces of the roof fell.
Red tendrils started to grow from Veronica's hair, slowly making her way towards Seras through the shadows. Seras was trying to maintain her balance and avoid the falling concrete pieces, still, she noted the red tendrils; but before she could avoid them, fours tendrils attached themselves on her ankles and wrist, burning her skin to the bone. Seras screamed in pain and struggled; she freed her left arm by dissolving it into a shadow.
But before she could attack the floor beneath her stared to crumble, an then, she fell.
The whole roof collapsed on top of Seras. On the other hand, Veronica landed perfectly on top of all the debris, searching with her senses for Seras. Everything was quiet, the dust was very thick and was flooding the inside of the old theater; she moved graciously through all the rubble, kicking a big piece of concrete she found a small fisted hand, She smirked in victory and roughly grabbed the hand, pulling Seras out of the debris. Seras seemed to be bleeding profusely and unconscious. Veronica reached to grab the collar from her neck, but a black shadow took her wrist; snapping it in half.
Before Veronica could even scream in pain, her head was severed in a swift movement by Seras shadow arm. Her head flew towards the stage of the crumbling theater, landing with a 'thud'. Her body fell to the side, lifelessly, like a heap of bones.
Seras turned away tiredly; her bones were just regenerating and her wound in her stomach wasn't healing at all. She limped away, trying to find an exit.
She was so distracted in finding and exit and the pain at her sides that she didn't noticed Veronica's body rising from he ground.
From her severed neck a new started to grow, but this one wasn't human looking anymore. A new pair of eyes grew above her old ones; two horns pierced the skin of her forehead, her skin started to turn purplish and her mouth started to grow beast-like fangs.
Not only her head change; from the palms of her hands, started to grew bigger hands with dark claws piercing her human skin. Bones cracked everywhere, her body turning more bigger and grotesque; the veins in her arms were almost bursting with pressure.
"I'll have that necklace! Even if it's the last thing I do!" Hundreds of demonic voices screamed.
Seras turned around, but Veronica was already attacking her with red tendrils coming of her back. They impaled Seras all around her torso, they clenched at her sides and pulled. Veronica was trying to literally break Seras. Seras screamed and tried to claw at the tendrils.
Veronica walked closer to Seras and licked the side of her face.
"I won!" She put a hand on her chest and dug her claws into her skin; she pierced the muscle and reached for Seras heart.
The time for Seras seemed to stop. She could feel every little detail from Veronica's claw, they were cold and sharp, she could feel the dust in her nostrils, the soft air that entered from the hole that used to be the roof; she could feel how Veronica squeezed her heart, she was prolonging her dead, applying enough pressure just to maintain her alive.
Everything felt so unreal... Seras closed her eyes and waited for her dead.
But then she felt something... no... someone?
Hans? It wasn't Hans, but it felt like him, and like... Seras eyes opened instantly. She couldn't die, not now. Seras sclera was completely black, her pupils completely dilated, a thin ring of red around it.
The skin of her chest started to turn black, consuming Veronica's arm.
Veronica seemed to sense the same thing as Seras, she was still shocked and didn't realize Seras new awoken power until she felt her limb being torn away.
She stumbled back, feeling a sensation of dread just by looking at Seras.
Seras skin turned completely black in matter of seconds. The sound of cracking bones filled the abandoned building. Shadows and dust engulfed Seras, making Veronica even more nervous.
From the thick darkness a giant black and red fox appeared, nine tails moved swiftly around it. The creature looked like it was made from the very same fire of hell.
Veronica took several steps forward and tried to run away from the hellish creature, but it was too late. The fox jumped in front of her, and in a quick and deathly movement it had its jaws in half of her face. Veronica felt to her knees and made an horrible gurgling sound, she was trying to say something... she was trying to beg for her life.
The fox just smirked, and in the blink of an eye, she devoured Veronica.
Seras wanted more, she wanted more blood and more human flesh...no, she needed more!
The next three days Seras spend terrorizing and eating whole villages; she ate man, woman and children equally, without remorse.
Hans was surprised... no, shocked.
Seras had gone into total and complete blood lust. And she also seemed to had discovered her familiar. He didn't knew much about vampires, but he knew what a familiar was... he had heard it took at least a century to discover it. But more then bloodlust, it seemed like she had been trapped in her familiars form, and being new, she had lost control over it.
He knew how affected Seras must have feel... he too suffered the same many years ago.
Hans knelt at the side of the bed, beside Seras, and took her hand.
"Seras, it vasn't your fault... you just lost control." Seras looked disgusted with herself, her eyes started to water. "Please mädchen,don't cry." Hans transformed into a wolf and jumped to the bed, he nuzzled Seras neck and whimpered; looking at her like that affected him.
But a sudden pain in his snout made him stop; he looked what was causing it and found the ace-shaped necklace. Hans felt uneasy by looking at the necklace... he growled.
That got Seras attention; she stopped sobbing and looked at Hans. He was looking apprehensively to the necklace. Seras instinctively reached to grab the necklace... he didn't liked it?
"Seras... vho gave you that necklace?" Hans narrowed his eyes at the collar. He suspected that the creepy looking eye had something to do with Seras bloodlust.
"I- I got it in the fair... back in Paris." She looked down to her lap. She didn't want to say that she had accepted it from a crazy old lady... that after the past three days didn't seemed like a crazy to Seras anymore... but a real witch? Seras shook her head; it couldn't be.
"Have you took it off since then?"
"No..." Seras looked up to Hans; she knew what he wanted. "Ok..." She unwillingly unclasped it, but something in the back of her head was telling her not to. Although, the feeling disappeared when she handed the collar to Hans. She also noted how the color of the eye turned transparent again.
Hans smiled and put the necklace on a nearby drawer, making a note to himself to hide it in a safe place later.
He took a place beside Seras and put his head in her lap.
"Let's sleep mädchen." Hans closed his eyes and sighed. He completely missed the look of uncertain in Seras face.
'I can't tell him...'Was last Seras thought before joining Hans in his sleep