I returned sooner than I thought. I'm happy that I did. I'm still rather weak and dizzy but I just wanted my readers to know I'm oki
Three weeks have past, with nothing more than an occasional energy trace of "Angel girl" While she has clearly been watching over the manor during this time she refuses to reveal herself not wanting to engage in a fight with the resident vampire
Chapter: 4 An offering to the gods
Pairing: Alucard/Seras
POV Characters: Alucard
Genres: Angst,Hurt/Comfort/Romance
Rating: T (Violence)
Order 4: An offering to the gods
Waiting.. nothing is more annoying, more fruitless, than waiting. I know what you think, 'he has eternity so having to wait should not be as bothersome for him.' WRONG eternity is nothing more and nothing less than pure torture if spent hoping for release. Since my "mission" in Ireland I did not get ANY new targets...The reason: Her. The last few weeks have been painfully event-less with her guarding London like an invisible watchdog, and yet I still haven't been able to track the little angel down, Her signal keeps fluttering into my senses only to vanish as soon as I focus on it.
Walter enters my room with a heavy box under his arm "Lord Alucard, I was hoping I could have a moment of your time." He says while setting down the box, catching part of my attention as he opens it revealing a large black gun "Oh? What is this?" Walter smiles "The anti-monster 13-mm handgun 'Jackal', unlike the .454 Casull modified rounds you have been using, this gun uses it's own custom rounds. Length 39 centimetres long weight 10 kilograms maximum of 6 rounds" He explains and I am about to ask him more details as suddenly his communicator goes off. "Walter? Where are you?" the voice of my master rings "In the basement, Lord Alucard's room" Walter answers her frustrated voice, Finally... A mission "Walter, we have a situation outside, Armed ghouls it seems... Someone is fighting them."
I bow to Walter and take my leave, It seems I get to take this new toy for a test. Within seconds I materialize in front of the gates where my enemies can be seen exchanging fire with an unseen third party, loud voices reaching my ears as I just observe the fight "Ow! Fuck you, you bitch! What the fucking hell are you?!" It can't be... "Jan. Calm down. It is eighty-two to one. She does not stand a chance." Is it?.... A bright blue line dashes through the ghouls causing them to freeze, then it abruptly stops in front of me revealing the little angel. She winks at me and lifts one arm snapping her fingers, on which all eighty ghouls fall apart in bits and pieces.
"Angel girl.." She giggles at me with as much innocence a maiden that just massacred a small army can muster"Correction! It is two to two!... That is..If this man would like to 'dance' with me?" She says while smiling at me, not sparing the men behind her as much as a glance. She sure knows what kind of 'date' I like. "You two retards are so fucking dead y,know?!" One of the two FREAKS suddenly yells, A punk with piercings all over and a bandanna on his head. "I've had it with his cursing, I will kill that guy, would you be so nice to take out the one in white?" Angel girl asks in a tone sounding so innocent she could have just as well asked me what time it is.
I merely nod on which both of us take out our weapons. "Angel girl, How about that fight you promised me?" She sighs in surrender which I take as a positive. I should just butcher this FREAK quickly so I can get to the real thing. I aim and fire a full clip at the long haired blond FREAK but he dodges my bullets. "Hah! I am not like those 'instants' you fought before! I have all your powers.. No.. I have more! I can win.. Against Alucard himself!" He taunts as he avoids all of my shots while returning fire, maybe he is more interesting than I thought. "Splendid, What is your name?" I ask as I regenerate from the bullets, He answers meekly thinking he may have made a wrong move fighting me. "L..Luke Valentine" I stand up straight and chuckle inwardly, The kid has no idea.
Before continuing I look over at the angel girl seeing she is already pulling her scythe out of the other FREAK's shoulder. Unlike me I don't think she likes to play with her prey, She seems to be trying to get information from him. "They know the mission went to shit, Now I'm about to spill the beans, you think they'll let me live?" He bursts into flames and lifts his hand to make a rude gesture towards MY little angel "What did I tell you? I will give you one hint... Happy trails BITCH ... Millen...i....um.." As I see him turn into a pile of ash before my eyes I decide that if I ever end up in hell I'll gladly torture him for that remark. For now I'll just butcher his brother as payment.
"Luke Valentine.. I acknowledge you as a vampire above category A. Releasing art control restriction level three.. level two.. level one, Situation A, Cromwell approval is now in effect. Commencing limited power release until the current target is in complete silence.. "
I wallow in his fear as he feels the darkness surround him, laugh as I blow a leg off. He stumbles away but quickly finds himself unable to move as I take out the other one. "What's wrong?, You only had a couple of legs blown off.. Come at me! Summon your familiars, Transform your body.. Regenerate your legs get up and fight! Hurry, The night is still young, Hurry.. Hurry! HURRY!" I taunt him as I crush his severed leg in my hands.
"You God-damn monster!" He shouts as his fear reaches it's limit, I knew he would not be worth my time "So.. that's how it is? You useless incomplete creature!" I frown at him, He was more pathetic than I thought "Shut up! Hellsing toy! You are nothing but a human's dog!" He screams "Silence! If I'm a dog.. Then you are nothing but dog food!" I transform my arm and let my dog familiar swallow him before remembering who has been watching, She will probably disgust me now.. I turn toward the girl who remains motionless.. Damn it.
"Wow... That was incredible!" she suddenly yells in a high-pitched cheery voice causing me to grin.. there's no scaring her. "He was completely worthless, I hope you are ready, I long for a taste of your blood." Another sigh, She looks so serene. "What if I win?" I did not think of that. "Choose whatever you want angel girl" She looks away as if in deep thought, then turns her head to me again with a smile. "A kiss... I've never been held before..." Oh?.. A Win-Win situation.. "And.." I lift an Eyebrow at her, waiting for her to finish. "..You'll have to stop calling me 'angel girl'.. It's Seras Victoria." I chuckle, That's all-right "Angel girl, You can take the first move" She giggles again "I see, Seems I have to beat you badly if I want to lose that nickname!" . I used to hate the sound of giggling, But for her.. I like it.
She puts her hands together as if praying and I look her over as a bright blue light covers her. I see her pull out her scythe and then suddenly she is in front of me, slamming the back of the pole into my stomach making me cringe at the sudden pain "Got ya!" she chirps and I take hold of the stick using it to pull her toward me making her lose balance and slamming her into the ground, pinning her down, My canines rushing toward their target as her sweet intoxicating scent seems to overpower my senses. Then I feel a rush of power as I am blown backwards by a blast of light. "Good, angel girl, You are not completely helpless, I am enjoying myself greatly" My shadows shoot out at her forming tendrils to wrap around her. They are however countered by her own ones made of light. This has to be why she does not fear the darkness.
The next moment she stands with her back pressed to mine, her soft voice caressing my ears "There is no light without darkness, No shadow without light." She speaks and I notice her scythe is around my neck, I turn into mist and slide between her legs to reform in front of her, My tendrils wrapping around her scythe and throwing it away as others wrap around her waist and neck pulling her to me. She grins and tears an arm free, light begins to accumulate in her palm "But when light shines down on darkness it will Disper...Aahh!" She cuts herself off mid-sentence with a loud pained shriek as she falls to her knees trying to grab something on her back, my eyes go wide when she brings her hand back holding something that looks like a spike covered in blood, evil radiating from it.
"A cursed nail?" I growl, whatever bastard did that to her will pay with his life. "Ah Didn't I tell ye I would be back Heathens?" Anderson smiles down from the top of one of the buses the ghouls used as transport while Seras moans in pain and coughs up blood, trying to draw in air. "My how ye moan in pain so adorably thar, young lass. But ye won't have to suffer that sort of thing too long. That is tha nail of Helena dear, it turns men into monsters, in yer case it will just give ye a slow painful death." I seethe with rage as I look at her, she lies there doubled over in pain as blood sprays from the gaping burning wound in her back. Her cries of hurt making my stomach turn in disgust at my enemy, his body covered in some sort of vines. How dare he? "You disgust me Judas priest, You are no longer worthy of defeating me, fool, It is always humans who defeat monsters, By forsaking your humanity you lost the right to defeat me."
"Alucard?" I look down at Seras shaking form as tears mar her perfectly sculpted face, corners of her lips curled up in an attempt to smile "Hold me.. Please?" I pick her up bridal style and hold her to my chest, her labored breathing and occasional coughing shaking her little body. Only now I notice how small she is, Like she was made to fit in my arms, The temptation to bite down in her neck and make her mine is great but I want to earn that right, I nuzzle my nose into her short blond hair instead, inhaling deeply her scent. She suddenly turns her face to mine capturing my lips in a needful kiss. A few seconds long we stand here, I don't know what to do. Part of me wants to deny these feelings while another part tells me to kiss back. While my mind is deciding which of the two is best I find out my body already settled for the second option and I find myself feverously returning every kiss. She smiles at me with sweat coating her forehead, whether if from the internal struggle or the intensity with which I ravaged her lips I don't know.
I look up, expecting the Judas priest to have interrupted us by now, But he already left. Next time I meet that fool I'll destroy him and send him to the deepest pits of hell. I feel the little Angel's lips on my cheek and look back at her smiling face. "I... Did.. Get.. That... Kiss.. I.. Wanted" She manages to force out between gasps before she passes out. Her chest heaving, sometimes jerking at a shock of pain, showing she is still alive and breathing.. "That you did, Seras, That you did" Now.. All I can do is wait and see if she recovers. The heat coursing through her body and the continuously increasing sense of her pain assaulting me telling me to expect the worst.
"Angel girl... no Seras Victoria, hold on, I want you to live"