Embrace Your True Nature
By Daughter of the Black
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters you recognize, if I did own Alucard, oh the things I would do. Heh heh.
A/N: Sorry this is so short; I was just anxious, R&R
Chapter Two: Siren
The day was dawning fast, and as the rays hit the small amount of skin that showed, it burned like hell itself. Shuddering, the woman rose and tried harder to cover her flesh, her head down she walked quickly, trying to avoid people. It would do no good for her to attract attention, but ironically dressed as she was it was rather difficult no to. Familiar streets and things slowly dragged the girl's attention away from her path and towards them, beckoning her, calling like the sirens of myth. It was tempting to take a sip of the familiarity, the peace it would grant. Something inside her choked on the thought, made her sick, this place was not her home, and it was nothing like it used to be.
There, there it was, gray and green, her old home, where she spent her days studying and being loved by her adoptive family. Anne and Don, the twins who always had each other, was that fair. She came first, they came later, but not by much, they were still in high school, while her adoptive parents worked at a company that made bulletproof vests. How ironic, she had once needed one of those, pathetic; she grimaced visibly at the thought. Those dark thoughts could not slip from her lips, real or imaginary. Passing through the gate, the woman hastily walked up the walk and knocked on the door. It was something she had been anticipating and fearing how was she to explain her absence, her appearance. It was a moment before she heard the bolt slide from the place, and the dull groan as the door was pulled open.
"Seras, is that you," her mother asked, hardly waiting for a response, merely wrapping her arms around her foster daughter. Seras gasped as the warm arms squeezed her and she felt such pain since she knew she could never stay here. It was almost noon, and Friday to boot, it meant little at first, but then the memory stirred, but despite her efforts, the meaning stayed buried.
"Where have you been? They said that you went missing, but the details were unavailable. Oh god, we thought you had been killed, I was so worried!"
"Mother," Seras stuttered, before she was pulled into the house.
It was exactly as she remembered it, except that it was silent, the pair sat at the kitchen table, looking anywhere but the other. Tea was soon placed in front of her, she stared at it, not really, wanting it, it would not quench her thirst, and she was parched. Something stirred in her mind, lust for the pure substance that was like pure ecstasy. No, that was wrong, it was wrong it was all wrong. The door opening stopped her train of thought, soft footsteps, then heavy ones, coming nearer and nearer. Seras jumped up and spun to face the door, gun in hand, she had pulled it quicker than the eye could see her trench coat now open in the front; she had her pistol aimed at the heart. An instinct that was only heightened in this dangerous territory. Screams erupted from the room making the sensitive vampire gasp and shudder, even through that she did not drop her hand. That was until she saw and recognized her targets.
Hello, alrighty, that was a short one forgive me, make sure to review, and thanks to all those who already have. I find your support endearing (panting, blood stained lips, resisting urge to laugh manically), if I used that word, which I don't. Anyhow, in the next chappie, we meet the two siblings and her father. And they have steak for dinner, any guesses on how she likes it? Ha Ha, plus we find out just what clothing she packed. Not to mention an appearance of a boyfriend, is it Seras' or is it Anne's. So Review if you want more than a teaser. This is the work of an evil plot bunny that may or may not have possessed me; I am not at liberty to say.
Daughter of the Black