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Hi everyone! This chapter focuses on the relationship between Alucard and Seras, so it's not all fun and roses. I wanted to show that he treats her that way not out of malice, well not entirely, but because she truly needs a firm guide. I hope this clears things up a bit. They do have a rather complex relationship and this is my personal interpretation of it... You are entitled to your own. Enjoy:)

P.S. Before you accuse me of anything regarding anorexia, read my ending comments. Thank you:)

"Mr. Bernadotte, you are to escort Seras in tonight's hunt. Here is the file containing all information concerning the target" Integra informed a rather subdued Frenchman.

Strange, Integra thought. What had happened for the usually annoyingly lively male to appear so…so defeated. She had intended to fully explain what else was expected of him during this unique mission, but now she thought it wise not to do so. Clearly, the mercenary was already enough disturbed as it was. It would be counter productive to inform him of his involuntary participation in luring the young vampire to the ways of the undead.

"I understand, Sir" was all he said, as he turned and exited the office half-heartedly, probably in search of his newly appointed partner.

Back in the basement, Seras and Alucard were in locked in what one would call a staring contest. After Integra's departure, they had been silently measuring one another in silence for what seemed now over half an hour. Neither was inclined to break the uncomfortable contact, however their thoughts were running amok behind speculating eyes. No one would have thought it possible, but they were indeed conversing without feeling the need to voice their arguments aloud.

"After all I have been through today, now this! Why don't you just feed me to the lions as well, Master?" Seras asked rather sullenly.

"Oh, cease your miserable whine, Draculina. That thought has crossed my mind. However, replace the lions with my dark beast. I quickly discarded the thought, though, knowing that since I created you, you would regenerate, albeit at a slower pace than would I. Maybe it's worth a try…" came the snide reply from Alucard.

"Fine! But, why Mr. Bernadotte? Why couldn't you come with me as always? She pleaded with the tall vampire, terrified by his suggestion. She had seen what his ferocious incarnation was capable of one too many times…

"Ohhh, so now you finally admit you enjoy the pleasure of my company, whilst hunting?" he asked in turn, without even bothering to answer her question.

"T-that's not what I meant and well you know it, Master! You always belittle human's combat expertise against vampires, so what has changed now?" She asked grudgingly, ignoring the faint blush that covered her face at his inquiry.

"I have tried time and time again to teach you the superiority of our race. However, you have failed to grasp it every single time. I grow tired of your weakness and constant linger to humanity, fledgling…A human is enough to train a pathetic excuse of a creature such as you. I refuse to waste any more of my time and patience, training a failure" he said with disdain distorting his perfect features.

The words cut Seras far deeper than any physical wound, she had ever received in the past, did. Had her master finally decided she was not worth the trouble? All her life, she felt that she belonged nowhere. She had thought that maybe this would change now. She knew her master was not being irrational. Who had ever heard of a vampire not drinking blood before? It was like those weak willed women refusing to eat, obsessing over their physical appearance. She flinched at the vile comparison. Her reasons may be wholly different nevertheless she was doing exactly the same thing. She was destroying herself. Her master was only trying to help her realize this sooner with the only way he knew. By being a complete and utter jackass…

"Police Girl, you will refrain from addressing me with such crude names! I am pleased to see you are using the almost non existent brain you were gifted with upon your birth, however, I do not approve of your language. Perhaps the equally brainless pervert is not an appropriate partner, after all" he responded dryly, interrupting her inner dialogue with herself.

"Then why did you choose him in the first place, master?" Seras asked rather exasperated, albeit feeling a little better. In his own twisted, paranoid way her master did care about her, she surmised ecstatic. Only he could make such hurtful, demeaning comments sound like compliments. She knew, however, the truth. If he didn't care, he would have just ignored her or obliterated her. God knows, she had given him more than enough reasons to do so, according to his controversial logic.

"You will find out soon enough on your own, Police Girl. Let's just say that the human has his uses; on rare occasions" he said mirthfully, his mood suddenly lightening.

She reeeaaally disliked his tone right there and then. It seems she was in for a much unpleasant and unwanted continuation of this torturous night. What had her devious master planned for her now? Whatever it was, she knew it never ended well…

"Go upstairs now, Police Girl. Your knight in shinning armor just exited Integra's office and I refuse to have his presence defile my personal space" he informed her wryly.

"Right away, master. And he is not a knight of any kind. I would say he is more of the slimy monster lurking in the muddy waters" she huffed, irritated by his comparison.

"I am sure you are not the first female who has compared him to such, Police Girl. Just keep in mind that I will intervene, when I deem it necessary. Perhaps, if you manage to successfully complete the mission without my assistance, I will reconsider your value and present you with a gift…" he finished enigmatically, motioning for her to leave.

She complied and went in search of the insufferable cretin, she was now saddled with, puzzled about her master's parting words. A gift…well, for one it would be something unique. She had no doubt about that whatsoever. However, her mind went back on another poor soul her master had deemed worthy of gifting. Somehow, their private chemist had found a way to combine regular human blood with a drug that caused a very similar feeling of ravishment to the one felt, when drinking it straight from source. Of course, it could not perfectly duplicate the effects, since it was provided in a blood bag, not in a haze of violence, struggling and strong emotions, that her master reveled in, but it was a great improvement. Immensely pleased with the human's discovery, Alucard had mentally subjected the male and his spouse to a very intense state of arousal. Now, naturally that would be considered a good thing…However, as the days went by and the heat they felt did not subside in the minimum, things started going out of control. They could no longer discriminate between who was giving them pleasure; they just craved release… After a month, the couple ended in the hospital, malnourished and exhausted, along with several other members of the HQ's staff. The couple eventually split up; the poor female still visits a psychiatrist, mentally scarred by the incident and the chemist tried to unsuccessfully poison Alucard, which resulted in him being his dinner instead of the plastic container as usual. Needless to say, Integra was not pleased with the "unfortunate chemical reaction", as the whole event came to be known as and she was even more pissed, when Pip suggested to bottle up whatever Alucard had infected the poor humans with, mass produce it and sell it on the underground market. All in all, it was a disaster…

He master certainly had a way of making a gift look like a curse. Considering that, she was not very eager to receive whatever "gift" her master had prepared for her. Perhaps she should flunk the mission intentionally. She had no idea what could be worse; the punishment or the gift? Unfortunately, she was guilty of what her master constantly accused her of; having human emotions. She could not and would not allow these monsters to hurt innocent people, if she could help it. Besides, alongside her master, Sir Integra would chew her out if she dared to mess up. Damn, she really felt like Odysseus; trapped between Scylla and Charybdis.

With heavy steps she arrived at the main hall, where an equally disheartened male was awaiting for her. Upon seeing each other, a simultaneous sigh escaped their lips.

"Hi, Mr. Bernadotte. I was told you would be accompanying me in tonight's hunt" she said with a monotonous voice.

"Bonsoir, mignonette. I was told the exact same thing. Now what has our usually cheerful Seras in such a dark mood?" he asked concerned. She seemed fine the last time he saw her; delightfully flushed and embarrassed, but in good spirits.

"If that bloody bastard has done anything to my mignonette, I'll show him hell" he exclaimed, anger replacing the gloom that surrounded him.

"Mr. Bernadotte, I am not yours and for the last time my name is Seras Victoria!" she bellowed, feeling the anger affecting her as well.

"Besides, I believe he has already seen hell, Mr. Bernadotte. What more do you think you can do to him?" she scoffed, doubting the male's mental capability.

"Mignonette, do not doubt a man's courage, when his female is being threatened" he announced seriously.

Seras was seriously confused as to what felling she should let prevail at his confession; anger, frustration, amusement? Her body chose for her, as she erupted in a fit of uninhibited laughter.

"What is so funny, mignonette?" he asked, clearly surprised and insulted by her reaction.

The words that came out of her mouth the next moment, made Alucard, who of course never left her mind, mimic her actions - double in mad laughter - and feel a little pride towards his fledgling.

"My master was right, Mr. Bernadotte. You are a knight in shinning armor. Now, I must reconsider my previous depiction of you and combine it with my master's. I know, how about Shrek? However, be very careful, because my master has nothing in common with Lord Farquaad and I might, quite unfortunately, find myself without your charming protection tonight or any other night, for that matter, if you try to challenge him on my behalf" she mocked him, still shaking from her previous outburst.

"Now, let's get going, you big he-man, before my master takes my words into account and decides to prove their verity" she finished, dragging a very confused and disoriented Frenchman out of the mansion, towards the parking lot.

"Do not fret, Police Girl. For the amusement you have caused me with your words, the pathetic human lives for this night. Can you promise the same thing?" Alucard's deep, masculine voice echoed in her mind.

Instead of answering her unsaid question, though, it brought a cascade of new ones.

"What exactly do you mean, master? I may be angry at times with the incorrigible jerk, but I wouldn't go as far as to kill him for his insolence! I am not you…" she informed him haughtily.

"You are certainly not me, Police Girl. However, even I would not kill him in anger. Have you so little understanding of your Master even now, fledgling?" he replied silkily, causing a shiver to run through her.

Ahhh…yes, she understood now. Her master, even when angered, thought of only one thing when bathing in the blood of his enemies. She had felt it too, the first time she had lost herself in the calling of her beast.

Pleasure

She finally understood the reason behind the Frenchman's designation as her partner and dreaded the consequences of this hunt.

P.S. I do not scorn women that are suffering from anorexia. In fact it's the other way around. I feel their pain deeply. It's a disease and they should be treated as patients. It is the truth, however, that their concern of others opinion over their own well-being causes this behavior. They should be supported by their families and a professional psychiatrist as well, in order to learn to love and accept themselves again. I hate discrimination in any form and I believe that people who criticize others do so, because they do not want to face their own problems. We are all imperfect beings, but that is why we strive to be better. Hurting our fellow human beings does not make us superior; quite the opposite.
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