The Seldom Seen
AN:This is even more full of silly and fun. DON'TKILLME.
And because I need to... Though it''s obvious. Neither Pokemon nor Hellsing or anything owned by real people belongs to me. I'm just a twenty something year old still living at home with her parents writing this for shits and giggles. So don't bother trying to sue, I don't own a dime.
33: Gotta Catch 'Em All
A very, very little known fact is that Seras Victoria likes video games, specifically, the videogame she got for her birthday shortly before the incident. Pokemon. She was curled up in her four poster coffin-bed with her old gameboy, replaying Red for the umpteenth time. True, the graphics were crap compared to games now a days, and the handheld was a clunky thing, but she still loved it.
Grinning to herself, she has her character – named Pip, because she couldn't think of anything better – throw a poke'ball and… yes! She caught Zubat! Smirking, she taps the direction and A buttons until it spells out 'Alucard'.
She giggles as she looks at her Meowth – a level 100 that she had continued to trade to each game no matter how disobedient, it was her oldest 'mon – named Seras. She usually beat the Elite Four single handedly with her precious kitty, but this time she thought she'd try to get her Golbat up to par and circulate the two of them around as a pair from now on. Glancing briefly at the box that held her trading cable and the gameboy color – a purple clear one – to ensure it hadn't somehow slipped off the bed or lost any of its precious contents, she debates finding a Mankey and naming it Integra…
Biting her lip to stifle her giggles further, Seras loses herself in the game until dawn.
Seras woke groggily, stretching and yawning widely. She was tired. Glancing around her curiously, she blinked as she realized she was in a forest in daylight. Huh, how odd. Getting to her feet, it took her a moment to realize that she wasn't standing on her (hind)legs, but on all fours. What?
Lifting her hand to her face, she blinked in shock to see cream colored fur and wicked looking white claws. A suspicion formed in her mind and she glanced down lower still to see brown tipped feet at her back half. Okay, this was getting really weird.
She opened her mouth to call out to her surroundings, but no words came, instead she meowed. Crap, she knew what she was with no doubt now.
"Meoooowth!"
A loud screech drew her gaze to the trees, and she hissed as she saw a dark blue and purple blur flying right at her. Leaping to the side, she yowled as her tail tip was captured in the sightless bat's open maw.
Fangs buried themselves in her skin and she stumbled as she felt the life draining out of her back legs. Leech Life wasn't supposed to do that much damage!
Turning, she swiped her claws at the Zubat's wings in a vicious Fury Swipes until it let go and her tail drooped limply to the forest floor.
"Good, Zubat, use Wing Attack!" A voice called suddenly from the trees and Seras tensed as she recognized that alluring accent.
The bat, blood dripping from its tattered wing, flew up out of reach before beating its wings until they began to glow white, then it dove for her and she couldn't get out of the way quickly enough. She went flying into a tree and blacked out.
The next thing she knew, she was being petted by large hands, draped limply over a warm lap. "Ah, mignonette, I think I shall name you Seras." He crooned, and scratched behind her ears. Despite herself, she purred.
"I hope monsieur Alucard did not hurt you too badly, I would not like us to start on the bad foot." He chuckled, and she glanced up to see the Zubat perched on the red head's shoulder, eyeless face turned down to her rather creepily. Her blood still marked one of his teeth. She shuddered.
Alucard snapped his teeth in her direction and she drew back, ears furled flat to her skull. A voice oozed into her head, then, and she nearly had a heart attack. 'You're pathetic. Not even a set of wings. What sort of vampire do you hope to be, little kitten?'
Seras woke with a start and swore blackly to herself. "That's it, no more playing pokemon until dawn."
Her Master's laugher echoed mockingly in her head, and she groaned. Oh great, had he seen her dream? Marvelous, fan-bloody-tastic.
'Vampires that enjoy playing children's games. How amusing.'
'Master...!' Seras protested, hiding her face in her hands. He'd never let her live this one down. Never!
'Damn straight I wont.'
AN: Guess what? You get another snippet from my collab story with Lithi! This probably ends my updates for Lithi's birthday. I might get one more something out before bed. No promises. On to the snippet!
'Then it's true?' She hissed back at him, this time keeping her clenching fists in her lap to avoid further destruction of school property. The acid taste returned to her tongue, thick and choking.
'Now, now, I never said that.' He mocked, taunting her with the unsaid words of 'I never denied it either' that she could practically taste on his lips.
'Is it?' She demanded tersley. Eyes blazing. (God, what was wrong with her?)
'Your eyes are so beautiful when they burn with rage, Police Girl. It's a shame you've covered them with those contacts.' He crooned, ignoring her question completely and running phantom fingers through her hair.
If she were not in a room full of ignorant mortals, she would have jerked her head up and snapped her teeth at his incorporeal hand, hoping to draw phantom blood. She grit her teeth, and winced as the elongated daggers of her blood teeth sawed into her lower lip.
'Drink it.' He hissed viciously into her head then as the blood welled up in her mouth. His mind beat against hers, crushing her will with his. (Did the last thirty years mean nothing?) She wanted to refuse.
He snarled and she felt an insubstantial hand clamp around her chin, jerking her head up awkwardly while the other settled around her waist possessively. She shuddered, and swallowed the sweet-sour taste of her own blood, eyes fluttering shut.
'Yesss...' His hiss tore her from her trance and she opened her eyes hurriedly to pretend at paying attention, though by now it was a lost cause. She might need to do a mass mind fucking to keep her cover if her Sire kept up his agressive interactions. (To be fair, she had done most of the acting out herself.)