Sorry this one took soooooo long, but I was showered with school projects at the last minute, because we were to be moderated that week. Teachers just dumped it all on us, it was soooooo unfair, but then again that means more marking for them! :P
ON TOP of it all I still had TWO tests to study for; South African History, which I got 81.35% for :D, and Business Studies, I fell a sleep when I studied but still passed, at least! Business Studies is just so boring to me!
Enjoy!!!
Seras felt the cold stone that lay beneath her as she began to wake. She gently rubbed her throbbing head.
"Where… am I?" she asked herself. Seras gazed blankly at her surroundings, all of it was stone, and the ceiling, the floor and walls, all of them made of cold wet stone that looks just like the dungeon back at Hellsing Manor.
She looked at herself, her eyes widening.
What the… how… who put this on? She mused to herself. Wait, it must have been that Lucifer person, but that means he saw me… naked!
Seras examined the fine white velvet dress more closely.
It looks like some old wedding dress… What the hell does this guy plan on doing?
She got up from the floor and walked around the empty corridors beyond. Her footsteps echoed, every sound made her all the more on edge. Seras yanked the train of the dress up so that she could walk faster.
She came to two large wooden doors – roughly three times her size. She pushed them open thinking that is probably a way out, she could not have been more wrong.
The doors led to a vast empty chamber with dense candle light scattered everywhere. Hefty stone pillars formed a crescent moon formation in the centre of the chamber.
"At last, I have been waiting for you, Seras Victoria," a dark voice murmured from behind one of the pillars. Lucifer stepped from the coolness of the shadows with a brooding smile.
"H-how do you know my name?" she stuttered, unable to control her voice. Seras looked into his black eyes, she saw no reflection.
"I have always known your name, my dear. Ever since you took you first breath in this existence, until the glorious night my brother turned you…" he inhaled sharply as he walked to Seras, "You see my dear, the reason my brother turned you was because you are an exact mirror image of our beloved Eleanor, our lover."
"That… that's not true," Seras bawled at Lucifer. She wanted to believe that he turned her to save her… She wanted to believe he made love to her because of who she is as a person, and not because of her resemblance to some dead woman.
Lucifer rested his slender fingers on her chin, tilting her head backwards. "Unfortunately my dear, it is all true. However, this has worked out exactly as I planned it would, you see Eleanor can only be resurrected by drinking the blood of a woman whose blood has been unified with his… In order for it to work the unfortunate woman, that would be you, needs to have soiled flesh and blood. A body soiled by my brother!"
Seras took two weary steps backwards away from Lucifer. The train of her dress got caught beneath her feet causing her to fall to the floor.
"Master help me!" she cried.
Lucifer bent down over Seras.
"Hahahahaha, it's useless, he can't hear you, and when he finally figures it out, it will be too late!" Lucifer's dark, wicked laughter filled the air. "I wonder how my dear brother will react when he finds out the woman he loves has been in the arms of another man?" he purred darkly.
"Wait what?! What the HELL do you think you're doing?!" Seras cried as Lucifer ran his fingers down her stomach.
"What am I doing? I think that should be very obvious my dear, I will do the same thing to you as I did to my brother's previous lover." He purred into her ear seductively.
He put his full weight on Seras's body. She let out a desperate cried for help when he pinned her to the floor. A brooding smirk crept on his lips as he watched her body struggle and thrash beneath him.
Lucifer plunged his lithe tongue into her mouth, the feel of her screams on his tongue added to his gratification of depriving yet another woman from his brother.
"You taste delicious!" he droned on her lips. His hollow black eyes melted into an untainted white hue.
"What… what are you?!" Seras asked, looking into his eyes. Those pure heavenly white eyes seemed like they should to have belonged to an angel.
Seras found herself drowning in those eyes that glared down upon her. She felt a warm wave wash over her as Lucifer's hands danced across her body.
"I think that is enough fun… for the moment. First I need to resurrect, my queen," Lucifer licked his lips in a manner that made Seras shudder with fear.
He cradled her in his well muscled arms like a child. Lucifer walked to the pillars and showed Seras what lay beyond the cold shadows ahead.
A white stone alter loomed within the centre of the protective shadows cast by the pillars. A deathly white female lay atop the alter, adorned with a flowing dress as black as the shadows around her.
Long golden hair framed her lifeless face like golden silk draped around a marble bust. Seras gazed in awe at the similarity of their faces. If Seras had not known that this woman had, or rather Eleanor, as Lucifer called her, had not been dead for well over a century… She would have thought her to be her own twin sister.
"I am afraid my dear that you will very soon out live your purpose here. I will watch intently at how Eleanor, my sweet beloved will devour you," Lucifer did not bother to look at Seras while he said it, instead he look at his bride's corpse, Eleanor.
Lucifer put Seras down on the floor next to Eleanor, he took a small wooden box in hand that lay next to the alter. He drew out a small white ivory hilted blade, with an onyx stone set into the tip of the hilt.
"It is time for the ritual to begin!" he hissed in pure, dark delight. He grabbed Seras' arm roughly and pulled her off the cold stone floor.
"By the blood of yea that is tied to the king, may thee awaken, thou who took sanctuary in the darkest pits of Hell! Shalt 'tis offering be satisfactory and raise thee to the realm of the living as thou's glorious self, and rain pain upon thou prey," Lucifer chanted as he drew Seras ever closer to himself and Eleanor.
He forced Seras to open her palm; her meek efforts were useless against his inhuman strength. He rested the cool steel of the blade on her bare, pale hand. He swiftly cut her hand open over Eleanor's mouth, so that the thin ribbon of blood that trickled down gathered on her pale lips.
"Where is that foolish girl?" Alucard snarled as he searched the grounds of the von Mort estate for his fledgling. He came to a halt by the border of the castle gardens when he came upon the golden pendant he gave Seras.
Seras… Where are you, my little vampire? Alucard asked himself as he dangled the pendant before his eyes.
A cold serge of power slapped him, knocking all the air from him. He recovered quickly as the power faded like a wave in the ocean. Alucard removed his sunglasses to gaze at the ever present night moon.
"Could he? … No! He wouldn't risk that!" Alucard hesitated over what his next line of action should be.
A loud ear piercing shriek flooded his mind.
Seras! Without further thought he teleported to the source of the cry for help, a place he dared himself never to enter.
His eyes widened with horror, his face drained of even the slightest colour he had left. His eyes blazed with rage as he saw his brother, Lucifer sink his fangs into his fledgling's frail neck.
Alucards fingers locked into a claw-like position around his face. "Releasing control art restriction to level three, level two, level one. Cromwell approval is now in effect," he chanted as his seals burned a searing red, "It is time to settle this once and for all, to settle this endless fracas between vampire and angel."
"Very well, we shall see who is better. My own dear brother, who was damned to walk the earth for all eternity, or I, the man blessed by GOD HIMSELF!!" Lucifer bellowed, knowing that his brother could care no less if God came down from heaven to and stood before him.
He let Seras slump to the floor by his feet. She lay there limp, weak from all the blood drained from her body. Her vision became blurred as she looked at Lucifer looming over her, looking at something or some-one else.
Two blinding white wings sprout from Lucifer's back, ripping his black shirt. A wide grin of bloodlust spread on his lips like a black crack in a marble bust, disrupting the handsome masculine bone structure on his face.
Lucifer launched himself onto Alucard, who did not bother to evade the attack. Alucard found himself on the stone floor, watching his blood gush from the deep claw marks Lucifer cut into his shoulder.
Black tendrils slithered out of his night black hair, run through Lucifer's face. A river of blood cascade from his face as Alucard pushed him away.
The elder nosferatu called forth his Baskerville, its first head tore its way through Alucard's chest, as the second may its way from his right shoulder.
His body ruptured into the Baskerville, Alucard's head and arms fell to the ground like dead pulp. Baskerville's black muzzle retracted as three other pairs of red eyes opened on its head.
Baskerville lunged onto Lucifer's limp body, ripping it into a bloody pulp. A white light erupted from its stomach as it began to lick up the pools of blood that flooded the floor.
The light seared through its skin, arousing the foul smell of brunt flesh in the air. Baskerville let out a howl of pain moments before the light completely enveloped it. Lumps of Baskerville's flesh painted the walls.
A maize of white formed beside the Baskerville's remaining head; Lucifer stepped from the veil of white maize to hold up its head.
"Aw, how disappointing. It seems you have gotten weaken since the Hellsing family took you in as pet," he teased, trying to get reaction from him.
The Baskerville's head reduced to a river of red paste that ran down Lucifer's long fingers. Black mist encircled him as the paste evaporated into mist itself.
Alucard's searing red eyes peered through the haze of darkness from behind his brother. His bondage suit was as black as the mist, making the illusion the Alucard's pale face floated in mid air.
Alucard clasped Lucifer's head and pulled it towards him. Lucifer's flesh slowly gave way to the pressure, and blood oozed from his neck as the white bone of his spine became visible. The elder nosferatu grinned from ear to ear, savoring every moment he could, inflicting pain upon his little brother brought him such sweet pleasure.
Meanwhile…
Seras could only hear all the horrible sounds of the fight between her Master and Lucifer. A slow, weak heart beat rang in her ears, Seras gathered her strength to sit up and look at Eleanor.
She slowly rose to her feet, using the alter for support. Her eyes looked around franticly for her Master however the only abnormal thing she could see was a large mass of black mist some few feet away.
That must be Master.
Seras focused her gaze at the dead -soon to be undead again- woman. Eleanor's chest moved ever so slightly as she inhaled new air into her dust filled lungs.
Seras bit her bottom lip in hesitation. She wanted to touch her, lick off all the blood smeared around her ample lips.
Eleanor's eyes opened at such speed and so unexpectedly, that Seras fell back down to the floor. Eleanor surveyed her surroundings briefly, then slowly -in an almost ghoul-like fashion- sat up straight, and looked straight at Seras with glowing red, blood-lust eyes.
She planted her delicate pale feet on the stone floor. Eleanor took a step towards Seras that said everything:
The hunter is about to be hunted
Seras let out a loud shriek as she came closer.
Alucard turned his head in the direction of the shriek; Lucifer took advantage of his brother's distraction and teleported to Eleanor's side.
The black mist lifted as Alucard walked towards the alter. The sight sent a sharp pain through his dead heart.
Lucifer held Eleanor in his arms, kissing her with such intent and passion. His fledgling lay on the floor bleeding from a new wound Lucifer gave her.
Alucard glared at his brother with such renewed hatred, that it could be felt in the air.
"I shall admit you were lucky last time, big brother. Eleanor regained her self control and killed herself before more people could be killed… Such a pity," Lucifer said softly as he stroked Eleanor's cheek.
"However, you shall not be that lucky this time, because I awoke her from her slumber, I did the ritual so she will want to please ME!"
Alucard glared at his brother. "Only because you have His protection! That is something you were lacking last time, you lacked the protection of the original Lucifer!" he bellowed, sending a wave of heat across the vast chamber.
"I believe that is our queue to leave, my dear, my Eleanor," Lucifer said so softly that it blanketed the anger in his voice.
With that Lucifer faded from view along with Eleanor. Alucard stood in silence, listening to Seras' labored breathing. He walked over to his small fledgling and held her tightly in his arms.
He teleported them to an open field of lush, cold green grass.
That's chapter 6!! :P
Hope you enjoyed it! This chap is based on a nightmare I had years ago, and I must say it was very scary dream, but I liked it! (See why my dad sends me to a physiatrist?!)
If any of you were wondering I AM a Christian! If you know who Lucifer is, then I would just like to inform you that I thought it would be a rather interesting twist if one of his servants (Alucard's brother) would make an appearance!
It will take some time for me to update 'cause in my school final exams aren't that far away!! (T_T)
Oh yeah, to Bossie:
I'll miss you Bossie when you're not with us next year. Just to tease, but Mr Leighton is teaching us English next year as well! (Loud yell of self joy!!)