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Sending Over The Edge	By : Alyndrya Category: Hellsing > General Views: 38498 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Title: Sending Over The Edge

Author: Alyndrya

Email: princessdestiny@destinysgateway.com

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Rating: NC 17+

Couple: Alucard And Seras

Summary: 'One Hour Challenge' #21, 25, 30, 39, 48, 50, 56, 62, 130, 132, 167, 295, 305, 309, 375, 415 and 599 Combined' : Response Fanfic. Seras is lonely and realizes that her life as a vampire has made her an outcast and she'll probably never find a guy. After a bumbling attempt at romance within the Hellsing Organization that leads to a disastrous end and a series of rather sensual dreams, she realizes her Master is paying her a lot more attention than usual. In fact, he seems to be downright determined to send her over the edge with his constant teasing and taunting! To make things worse, Sir Integra confines her to her quarters for a month as punishment...

Chapters: 20/26

Status: Unfinished

Year Started: 2004

Year Revised: 2011

Year Completed: N/A

One Hour Challenges: If you would like to know about these, please check out my website Destiny's Gateway. I have also added a link in my Profile.

Comments: Hi everyone! Sorry this took so long, but the next two Chapters have been written also, and as soon as I can edit them, they will be out. I've been feeling a little unwell lately, but I also have to clean up our new house for the first inspection. I have been unpacking furiously. LOL This Chapter is more about Seras' feelings and dealing with her new intimacy with her Master. The after it will heat up again. I spent five hours last night, writing till five in the morning on one scene that went for over 100 KB. *Fans self* It was absolutely filthy and sexual. I'm actually debating not posting it...Some readers might be quite shocked.

Reviews would be wonderful! It means so much to an Author to hear how you liked their Fanfic, and what parts of the Chapter drew your attention. :) Also, if you spot discrepancies, or think that we can improve somewhere, that feedback is very welcome also.

SENDING OVER THE EDGE

By Alyndrya

[ princessdestiny@destinysgateway.com ]

Chapter Twenty

When Seras' eyes opened, she found herself in a familiar room and was relieved. There was movement in the corner of the room, and a pair of red eyes regarded her intently. The blonde gave a sob and threw herself off of the desk, running to her dream lover and throwing herself into his arms.

He immediately held her close in his embrace, bending to press his lips to the racing pulse in her neck. As he kissed there, and his tongue came out to lave the spot, the girl flinched back. "What is it? I can feel your torment." The vampire whispered, straightening.

The girl knew that he was watching her closely, even though all of his face was hidden, but for his crimson eyes that proclaimed the man a vampire. "I'm-upset. I did something bad. At least, I think so. With my Master. And he took something precious from me..." Her words came out all disjointed and choked up. To her relief, the man stopped trying to kiss her throat her, as was the usual in her dreams, and listened.

"Oh?" He murmured, voice as always too low to make out any identifiable characteristics.

Seras sensed his curiosity as she told him what had happened, voice wobbly and weak. She despised how she was telling this non-existent guy all of her troubles, and she knew on some level that this dream guy already knew everything. Because he was created from her mind. But still, it felt good to get it all off of her chest. After the small girl was done, she let the tears fall and he held her on his lap as they sat at the desk in Sir Integra's chair.

Her dream lover cradled her in his arms as she cried for her lost virginity, unable now to give it to her Mate. She had no idea who he really was, as she couldn't make out his features, but he was all she had right now.

"He took the only thing I had left to give my Mate." The vampire girl sobbed onto the naked skin of his chest. Her arms wrapped about his muscled form, wishing she could stay in the dream forever. Anything but wake to the realization that she was no longer a virgin, but had been taken in anger and punishment. The rest of the time with Alucard had been absolutely searing and embarrassing. Oh god, had she really touched him down there? What was wrong with her demon? It wasn't her personality!

"Your Mate won't mind that you are no longer pure of body. It has not tainted your soul or mind." The male murmured soothingly, hand stroking her back and shoulders. He seemed quite content to comfort her.

"I hate him!" Seras cried out, thumping his chest. Was that actually true though? When her Master touched her, she went up in flames. He was playing some sort of game though, and the blonde didn't really know the rules. When she again remembered just what had been going on before she fell to sleep, she flushed brightly and wondered how the hell she was ever going to look Alucard in the face again. Their sexual chemistry was scary. Every single time Sire and Chide came together, they ended up doing naughty things. Damn. Her red eyes closed for a long moment, her emotions about of control.

"Oh, I rather doubt that." Her dream lover mocked her gently, trailing a finger under Seras' chin to bring her face up. "You don't hate your Master." He whispered. The vampire then ran his hand up to her long blonde hair, and tangled in the silkiness, trying to sooth her anger and unhappiness. "From what you have told me, your feelings go to the complete opposite."

What? Was her dream lover insinuating that she loved her Master? No, it couldn't be. There was no way in hell she would fall for a sadistic, dark, evil ancient vampire, who loved to toy with her emotions, and her body. Yes, there was something there, but not love. Desire, lust, yearning...

She was dependant on the one who had created her, that was all.

Missed him when he didn't visit her.

Thought about him constantly and how he made her body burn for his.

Longed to find that he was her Mate.

Her body obeyed his and let her Sire caress her anywhere, bringing great pleasure.

No. Her dream lover was wrong. Had to be. Alucard was nothing but her Master and lover. Sort of lover. The girl was a little hazy on that line that defined her relationship with the gorgeous vampire who had sired her. Did he have to go all the way with her for it to count? Or was getting off and touching everywhere close enough?

Her companion laughed low in amusement as he read her thoughts clearly. "Such innocence, even after all that has happened over the last few weeks." The vampire said softly, voice silky. "Tell me why you constantly go on about a Mate when you know how rare it is. Do you believe that you are so special?" His words were cool and scornful.

Seras blinked up at him, a little stunned by the tone her love was taking with her. She sure dreamed up some sarcastic, derisive men in her sleep. He was sometimes disconcertingly like her Master. "It's only sex and pain." The blonde mumbled, looking downcast. "That's all it will ever be with my Master. I enjoy it, but it isn't enough for me. I want love. I want a man who will be my best friend, and my lover and he will love me as much as I do him."

"Most people only have one or two of those." He replied idly, caressing her bottom lip with his thumb as if he wanted to kiss her. "I do admire your tenacity-"

The blonde girl interrupted him quickly, not wanting to get into an argument with a man who usually had his hands and lips all over her. Talking to him was rather odd, but comforting. "I can feel him." She whispered, confiding something that she had barely admitted to herself. She knew there was a Mate out there for her, because she had sensed him, but she did not know where he was, or how far away. It was just a like something at the back of her mind, very elusive and longed for.

"What?" The vampire demanded, voice hard. "You can feel him? Your Mate?" His hands grabbed her shoulders in a bruising hold and he shook her till her head lolled back. "You lie." He said flatly.

Seras gasped in pain as she was shaken and she pulled back from the hold, glaring and upset. "I wouldn't lie about something this important!" Her eyes narrowed on where she assumed his face was, but could not be sure because he was obscured in shadow. "You're in my head, so you should be able to tell. Right?" The last word was said in high suspicion. His anger was unexpected, and what he was saying didn't make any sense, since the vampire was already in her mind. Why did he sound so disbelieving anyway? He was a dream!

"You wish for a Mate so desperately that you imagine him in your mind." Her lover's tones were scathing.

Seras pulled back from the vampire and tried to see his face in vain. This dream was not making a lot of sense. Since this guy was a figment of her imagination, why would the blonde be arguing with herself? Wasn't he supposed to agree with whatever she said? Then again, dreams could rarely be controlled. The fact that her dreams always now led her to this room and into the arms of lovers really was odd. The girl dreamed of nothing else anymore. That was weird, right? As usual, a shadow covered it, and some of his form. If she touched a part of his body, it became briefly clear. That was how she knew he was strong and muscled and Seras was certain, very handsome.

The blonde girl frowned and slowly reached for his face, determined to find out who he was. Before she could touch her fingers to his cheek and the skin become visible as it did when she touched other parts of his body, she was grabbed rather viciously. She struggled to get her fingers free, but he was holding on too hard.

"No. I forbid it." Her lover told her harshly. "I will be everything you want in this place, but you will never know who I am."

Horror filled her heart, taking away the pain and sadness of what her Master had done to her. "Do I know you?" She asked, hoping he would deny it. Was he Walter? Or Steven's or some other soldier she knew? It was her mind, so she could make anyone she wanted into a vampire.

He was silent for so long that Seras thought that he had forgotten her question, warm hands stroking up and down her back in a way that calmed her soul. "I am-"

"Miss Seras!" Her maid's voice broke into the dream world, and the blonde and her lover froze, his words breaking off abruptly.

"No! Damn it." The small vampire watched in anger as the man was ripped from her arms and everything went dark as she began to wake up.

'Hmm, that's too bad.' A voice mocked her inside of her head with wicked amusement. With horror, she realized that it was her Master and then her red eyes were shooting open and she was looking at her bedroom and her maid leaning over her holding a candle. 'You almost found out who your dream lover was.'

'Master?' The blonde vampire's eyes became rather wild as she realized that she was wide awake and her Sire was talking to her and had also been doing so in the dream. Oh god...he knew about what she was dreaming. He had insinuated it before, but it had never really sank it. She lay there, petrified, wondering what he would do.

For long moments, she waited, then suddenly realized that he was gone and wasn't intending to say anything more. Damn it, had her dark-haired Sire been there? Had he watched her in the arms of her imaginary lover and seen her cry over her lost innocence? How amused he must have been. Her fingers clenched hard on the covers and she ignored the frantic cries of Phillipa as she shook her mistress to try and get her attention.

"Master-" She whispered. "How long have you known? How much have you watched?" Seras now knew that Alucard was aware of her sensual dreams, and wondered just how ling he had been aware, and if he had been there watching intently as other men pleasured her. She didn't know if that fact revolted her, or turned her on...

"Miss Seras!" Phillipa's scared face washed away the last traces of the dream and her Master and brought the small vampire back into the real world. Her maid's hands were on her shoulders and the brunette human sounded so worried that Seras sought to immediately placate her.

"I'm fine-what...why are you waking me up? I just got to sleep." She asked groggily. The vampire hadn't been in her dream for long, so she couldn't understand why she was being woken so worriedly. Oh, oh right. Her maid had been there at the door last night and heard the screaming and crashes as Alucard 'punished' her. She was pretty damned sure that the entire mansion had heard what was going on! Fury and embarrassment flooded her and she bit down hard on her bottom lip, ignoring the sting from her fangs. What the hell was wrong with her Master? He was a psycho! His actions towards his Childe had been like one driven to do an act that he had no control over.

Their passion was rather all-consuming...but that did not give her Sire the right to take her virginity in such a manner. Still, as much as Seras wanted to believe the lust had been all on his side, she knew that it had been mutual. After she had gotten over having fingers caressing her inside where even she had not touched, the fire of desire had been welcome and amazing. Just not the end when she had realized her gift for her Mate had been destroyed. But the whipping...was there something terribly wrong with her to have liked it? To have gotten horny as it caressed her? It felt like she had turned a corner in the relationship with the one who had made her, and his teasing and taunting had become undeniably sexual.

The small girl recalled the kiss her Master had pressed to her forehead at the, as if in apology, or because maybe he had been pleased at the way his Childe had reacted to his punishment in such a unrestrained way, meeting his lusts and darkness head on. She froze there on the bed, rather disbelieving. Had he regretted hurting her? Or he loved every moment? The blonde was hard-pressed to separate the pain from the passion. It was thoughts like this that could send a girl mad!

There was one undeniable fact that she could not get past. She had willingly put her hands on Alucard's hard length and pleasured him as he had her. And the girl was caught for long moments in remembrance, staring at the hand that had caressed him for long moments. Had that been her? Such an innocent girl to do such a lewd thing. She could now sympathize with stories of girls who changed completely after having sex with a guy. How they looked at themselves in the mirror and saw a woman, not a girl.

The vampire quickly walked over to her mirror, grabbing her brush on the way, motioning her maid back as she stepped towards the vampire to do it. She narrowed her red eyes on her reflection as she moved the bristles through the long goldish length and tried to see a difference. There was something there about her crimson orbs, maybe a little knowledge and a lessoning of innocence, but that was all.

Seras sighed and threw the brush onto the bed, covering her face for a moment with her hands. When she looked back if, she was utterly determined to just get over this and move on. It was stupid how her head and heart was harping on about something that most likely meant very little to her Master. "Right!" She thrust her fist into the air, eyes hard.

The blonde suddenly felt very sticky from blood and cum, but she was in no pain. A moment later, the girl realized that she was no longer in the ruined underwear-what was left of it-and was wearing her sexy blood red underclothes. A shriek of mortification rent the air and her arms wrapped protectively about herself, her crimson orbs wide and her mouth gaping. Her Sire had stripped her underwear off and changed her whilst she was unconscious! "God damn you, Master!' The girl screeched in fury, knowing that he would hear. She waited a for a moment, but surprisingly there was no answer. Was he busy? Or did he know that his Childe wanted to strangle him to death for what he had done to her?

Phillipa had shrunk back in shock as her mistress screamed in rage, and she looked as if she would bolt. Red eyes slid towards hers in apology and the blonde shrugged helplessly. "Are you alright?" The girl whispered, wondering what had made the vampire so angry.

"Sort of, Phillipa." The small girl whispered back, feeling suddenly very weary. Being Alucard's Childe and subject to his 'training' was absolutely exhausting. She also realized that she was weak and a lot paler than usual. Master had taken a lot of her blood and she desperately needed some blood bags. Even though she had drank a lot of the dark-haired vampire's blood, he had clearly taken it all back.

She became lost in memory as the sensation of having her Sire's fingers inside of her, between her legs, flooded back. Her body had burned with lust, everything centered down to that one spot where he was caressing, rubbing over her clit each time the older vampire pulled back. The friction had been so delicious. A slight moan broke from Seras and she looked away from the maid in a little shame. Being turned on in front of another girl was sort of yucky.

The blonde blocked it all out and she looked about the room in the gloom and saw only two candles were lit on the wall near her bed. She was vaguely visible to her maid, but was suddenly very glad that the shadows were hiding the blood that she knew was covering her. The very air reeked of it. And sex. Her cum had left a musky scent in the air, and she found in shock that she could even smell his. She bit her lip.

Seras' thoughts went to what her Master did to her and anger flared up sharply, leaving a bitter taste in her mouth. But the hate was gone. After her conversation with her dream lover, the blonde had realized that although her Sire had treated her with shocking sensuality to her body and then with the whip, as if he owned her. But she did not hate him. At all. The girl was just really, really furious and turned on just thinking over it.

Her beautiful Sire had crossed the line into an intimacy that she had secretly thought they would never have. As the ancient vampire had constantly been convincing his Childe that she was only a toy, sex had been something that might have happened in the far distance, way down the line. But definitely not last night! He had taken something so precious from her, and Seras couldn't wait to think up a fitting revenge for her arrogant, handsome Master. And she would get it, not matter how many years or centuries it took.

"It's late in the night! I could not get into your room before, and Walter ordered me to stay away. You were screaming so loudly..." Phillipa said in remembered horror. She helped her mistress sit up against her pillows, fluffing them absently. Her hands brushed something crusted on the covers in several places and she paused and bent down to squint at it, but her mistress quickly pushed her away, with an embarrassed look. The brunette then turned her gaze to Seras and tried to see if she was alright, but there was not enough light. "Might I-ask what happened, Miss Seras?" She said quietly.

"It is best if you not know." Came the gentle answer. If the maid was given more fear of vampires, then she might leave and never return. The blonde girl was getting very fond of Phillipa and looked forward to their time together. She could never know about the blood-play and lust between Hellsing's only two vampires. Her crimson gaze went to her her covers and she could clearly see patches of blood and cum and was humiliated. She stared sideways at her maid, wondering if she had noticed. But the eyes staring at hers were concerned, not disgusted. Seras was abruptly very happy that she had a vampire's supernatural sight and the room was gloomy. Her bed was a horror show that she somehow had to get cleaned up. Perhaps Walter?

Phillipa nodded and clenched her hand about the emergency control for the coffin-bed that she still held in her bed. "Alright." She agreed in a quiet voice, looking uncertain.

"What time is it?" The small blonde was bewildered at the nervous look she was given when she asked that.

"Miss Seras, it is the next night." Her maid informed her. "You slept all of that night, the next day and till now. Walter finally advised me that it would be safe to come in and check on you."

Safe? Hmm, probably. Seras nodded in agreement. When a vampire was low on blood and in pain, they went into a sort of trance and could have drained someone without even realizing, completely relying on instinct. Her Master's blood had sustained her for another twenty-four hours, and she had not actually drank blood bags in two days. That was why she was so hungry!

"I-I wasn't aware of the time." The vampire admitted weakly. Her mind was in turmoil at Alucard's lusts for her pain and pleasure, the fact that she was in her underclothes and that her dream lover had been moment's from almost telling her his name. At least, that had been her impression. But then again, the vampire had told her that she could be with him in her dream, but would never learn his identity. The blonde girl could have cursed the timing of her maid in waking her just then, but instead smiled so that Phillipa wouldn't be scared.

She felt drained from her sleep, when she really should have been well-rested. It must be because her Master had drank a lot of her blood, as well as losing a lot during their battle. She felt like she was in the Twilight Zone and vaguely was aroused and wanted nothing more than to curl into a ball and never leave her bed. But she was a strong person, and her confidence had been growing in leaps and bounds since being locked into her room. Her powers were growing too. She just wasn't the type to lay there and be defeated. No, Seras would use her anger and irritation in a more constructive manner. Shooting things. Her hands suddenly itched to shoot her gun until the feelings went away and she was left numb.

Phillipa left to get her blood and summon Walter when her mistress had said nothing more and sat there looking dazed and empty.

Seras felt the maid leave then, but couldn't say a thing as she sank onto her mattress, legs weak. She felt sort of numb by it all. How could Master have done that to her? He had known that she was hoping for a Mate, and he had destroyed something that would have made her joining with her intended complete. Then again, both he and her dream lover had told her not to bother waiting, her Mate would never come. And to have done something so sexual with him, getting turned on by being whipped. Good lord, what was wrong with her? The blonde had been going over and over what had happened between her and her Master. Musing, irritated, embarrassed...furious, betrayed, lonely...

Turned on?

Longing?

A flush lit up her cheeks and she turned her face to bury it into the pillow. It was bad enough that her Master had beaten her within an inch of her life, but to have orgasmed in his arms several times and gotten him off was a terrible blow to her. When had punishment turned to pleasure? Pain to desire? Was it another vampire thing? She really didn't know if it was normal and had no one in the entire world to ask. Visions kept coming into her mind of his hand between her legs, of her fingers wrapped about him, spine curving under the whip, arms wrapped about his leg as she put her face close to his arousal. Was it normal for a vampire to think about these thing constantly? The blonde girl moaned under her breath.

"Master is dead the next time I see him." She growled angrily. He was going to pay for making her feel this way. For wanting him. For being at his mercy, and have him do whatever the hell her Sire wanted.

Walter would be by soon with her evening meal of blood, since Phillipa had not brought it. She was actually dying to see him and thank him for trying to protect her the other night. The butler had been all set to use his wires to cut down the door and face Alucard. It was very sweet actually.

After feeling her teeth elongate in hunger, the Police Girl felt rather ravenous for the blood coming to her. And although she was furious about what had occurred, it was now somehow fading. She was calming, sorting it out in her head, and accepting it. "Another vampire thing?" She said wryly. Being immortal made her body and mind cope with things that she had not been able to as a human.

But she would never, ever forgive her Master taking her innocence and one day she would have vengeance!

Hunger clawed at her stomach and she craved blood. Lots of blood. Even though her wounds appeared to be healed, which meant that her Master had feed her his blood in her sleep, she still desperately wanted to sink her fangs into a blood-bag. She had also had lots of blood when they were battling, but she had drank from him, so shouldn't that mean that Seras ought to feel full or satisfied? Just how much of her blood had Alucard drank after she was unconscious?

Surprised, she shot into an upright position, her mind spinning. How...when... "Just what the hell is going on here?" Her voice sounded loud in her metal tomb and she winced. "I'm hungry. For blood." It appeared that her revulsion for the liquid had gone completely since that day in the bath. Was it because she had tasted it warm? The girl knew that she would have no problem drinking blood from then on. In previous days, she had drunk, but felt like she was betraying her humanity, even as she desperately wanted the liquid. Now, there was no guilt at all.

Seras blinked in the candle-light, not sure what to make of it. Sure, she was still hanging onto her human morals of being averse to drinking blood, but it wasn't having the impact it was before. Over the last two nights, she was transforming into a real vampire? "Master would be pleased." She said dryly. Then again, her handsome pain in the ass Sire could go burn up in the sun as long as she cared!

Master was an asshole! And she didn't care if he happened to be around to read her thoughts, although she wasn't sure exactly just how far into her mind he was able to go. Perhaps he only got her thoughts when she spoke to him in her mind, not actual pictures that popped into her head.

She sensed the door opening and the blonde turned her head and met Walter's stoic expression as his eyes rested on her.

He strode into the room and went to place the blood on the table-then realized that it was not even there. He stared for a moment, and then his eyes slid around the shadowy room, trying to see, but only two candles on the wall near to the blonde's bed were lit. Her form was only vaguely visible in the gloom, as a lot of the flames had gone out whilst she slept.

He shook his head and placed the familiar bucket filled with ice and a blood-pack onto the floor near the door with his usual graceful manners. The man looked a little uneasy, but then he summoned a smile for her. "I know that you hate going through this every night, Miss Seras, but Alucard did insist." He said quietly. "Sir Integra and I are pleased that you are now finishing your blood-bags."

Of course her Master had insisted! He had taken a huge amount of her blood. "Actually, I'm really hungry," Seras said, hopping off of the bed. She stopped herself before her body came into the light where the butler could see her bloody form and she swiftly went to the closet to retrieve her dressing gown. It was placed discretely about her body so that her modesty was maintained-and Walter didn't faint from seeing all the blood. She flashed him an embarrassed smile as she realized that she was flashing him with her new and revealing bed wear. Only Master Alucard had seen it so far.

"Good lord." Walter breathed as he got a good look at her after lighting some candles about the room. He came to the wreckage of her table and froze. "What on earth? I couldn't find the table to put the blood on it and thought that you had moved it, not destroyed it!"

Seras gave him an embarrassed look, flushing a little in shame. Every time her Master came to her room, things were destroyed. It must be costing Sir Integra a fortune! Oh god, the books! She threw a horrified glance at the wreckage and the guilt made her vision swim. Those precious, priceless volumes that the Hellsing heir had leant to her and made the blonde swear to look after with her life. She was dead. Dead!

As the Police Girl came over to him, she forgot to hold the flaps of her gown closed and he saw what state she was in. The blonde had ruffled bloody long hair, tangling to her waist. She had blood smeared over her alabaster skin, on cheek and chin, on her neck and the tops of her breasts, and even trails of it were down her legs. But she didn't seem injured, or mentally damaged. "Are you harmed badly?" He demanded, leaning forward to get a better look. "Alucard did not share his blood to heal you?" The man looked very angry at that fact, still remembering how he had been unable to help her.

"I'm fine, Walter," The Police Girl said shyly, tugging her wrap closed about her and tying the belt. Not that she had ever felt she was showing too much skin around the man, but after her experience with her Master the night before, she felt a little uneasy. "Master gave me some of his blood. I'm not hurt anymore, but covered in it." Her expression darkened for a moment and she remembered the night before. Her Master had been very overwhelming, and even cruel, yet...undeniably sexy and lecherous. If only she hadn't responded so passionately to his lustful advances, she could have convinced herself that she had not been a willing participant. But she had been completely aroused and to her shame she knew it had been completely consensual the entire time. She still remembered his fingers inside of her, and his lips on her forehead after. Harshness had been mixed with tenderness, but then, what had ever made sense about Alucard?

Master had told her she was a plaything very plainly in all the time that she had been trapped in this room, but gradually their relationship had changed. She had stopped thinking of herself as a toy to him, and began regarding it as schooling her to be his lover. Since that fight with Steven's, when her Master had brought her to the room and licked the blood from her face, their relationship had irrevocably been changed and their fate entwined. Even if he had stolen her innocence, and she hated him for taking her gift for her Mate, the small girl waited in anticipation of their next meeting. If only her dark-haired Sire were not so cruel, she could perhaps enjoy their fights and the passionate embraces.

It was a very twisted relationship, and she was very aware of that fact, but as a vampire maybe that was what her new life entailed.

Still, her anger persisted and it would be there for quite some time. If only she could know the reason that Alucard had crossed that invisible boundary that they had always had between them. The thing that had kept her Master from becoming so lustful with her that it was a purely sexual act. It had began with caressing her legs and breasts after the incident with Stevens and tying her with his hair, then later changed to lips and tongue, then that encounter in the bath had made it even more intimate and serious and finally earlier that night, when he had put his fingers inside of her. There was only one place to go from there, and that was to actually have sex and become his lover for real. It was very scary, but also thrilling.

Her Master was her entire world right now, and the vampire wondered how things would change once Sir Integra let her out of the room. Would Alucard and she go back to how they were before? Distant? Impersonal? She...didn't want that. Not at all.

Walter blinked as he approached her and looked the girl carefully over from head to toe, noting the blood covering some of her skin, but it did not seem to be on her nightclothes. She had told him the truth, but he could not stop feeling angry on her behalf. He spotted her uniform on the ground and bent over to pick it up. His eyes widened as he saw it stained in crimson, with slashes and rips all over the skirt and shirt and jacket. Even buttons were missing. It was utterly ruined and he would need to buy another, but she could wear her spare for now. He stepped back, looking rather perplexed that Seras herself appeared normal. Something was making irritation and anger flash in her eyes, but despite the screaming they had all heard, she appeared fine mentally. The Butler was more relieved than he could say. "Is it all yours?" He asked gently, hoping that she had wounded Alucard as well.

"Mine and his blood." She said casually, unwilling to go into detail on just what her punishment had entailed. Her crimson eyes went to his old face uneasily, and then she smiled. "Thank you, Walter. For trying to protect me from my Master." Seras said in a low tone, a blush blooming on her cheeks at his surprised look. "I-I don't want to talk about it, but...I wanted you to know that I appreciate it very much and I'm sort of embarrassed that you were even put in that position." Her eyes were shy as they looked up into his face.

The butler gave her a warm smile in return and he nodded, almost tempted to hug her as he would a daughter. But he suspected that Alucard would retaliate. His face sobered, lips firming. She was such a little thing, all delicate bones and innocent eyes. He hated what she had become and was what being done to her by her Sire. "Seras," He told her seriously, using her name for the first time without the formality. "I am not just here to bring your blood and play cards, I am also here to protect you if needed."

And also to protect the soldier's of Hellsing and their leader from her, if needed. The blonde girl's thought was rather bitter as she eyed the human. Walter did mean well, but they weren't even the same species anymore. She was under no illusions that if her demon went out of control and the vampire attacked humans, this kindly man who had been one of the most highly valued and powerful of Hellsing old soldier's would execute Seras without a hint of doubt, if she were to become a blood-thirsty killing machine. With her training to be a real No Life Queen, worthy of being her Master's Childe, it was entirely possible that one day, her darkness would be unrestrained and she would completely loose her precious humanity.

'If you ever become the monster that you fear so much, slaughtering humans with no regard, a mindless bloodthirsty nosferatu, I will destroy you myself.' Her Master's voice broke into her morbid musings. She gave Walter a quick look and pointed to her head to indicate that she was talking to her Master. The man nodded and turned away politely.

The blonde girl was silent for a long time, thinking her Sire's words over and finally, she nodded her head in agreement. 'If that day comes Master, and I am unable to walk into the sun myself, I will hold you to your word.' His Childe replied in a hard tone. It was a comfort to her that despite their blood-thirsty, sexual relationship, where Alucard was trying to bring out her darkness, that there was a line that would be crossed and there would always be her Master to stop her. Crimson eyes narrowed as earlier that night came back to her, and the girl's anger rose. 'Go away, Master, I don't want to talk to you right now.' She snapped at him.

The ancient vampire's mind brushed hers more firmly, seeking something, and then he chuckled. 'I give you leave to beat me into a bloody heap in retaliation, if that is what is needed to get past your fury. I can taste your anger, and it is as heady as blood.'

Seras groaned out loud, trying to block out the butler's inquiring look shot her way over his shoulder. Her Master's offer was tempting. Very tempting. But she needed to know why. 'Master,' The girl asked him nervously, anger and sadness rising inside of her so much that it was almost suffocating. 'Tell me why you did it? You knew that I was saving myself for my Mate.'

Alucard did not answer at first, his mind floating within hers, powers and presence wrapping securely about her senses so that the room faded away. Her vision became black and at first she could see nothing, but then abruptly she was seeing a memory in her Master's mind. She watched in complete awe, never having guessed that he was so powerful that he could show her such things.

The blonde girl saw the scene on the balcony as it had happened the other night, and realized that she was seeing something that had occurred after her Sire had found her floating over them, spying. After his blood-red eyes had faded, and he drew his rage in so that his Master could not see, the conversation had gone on.

The huge vampire smoothly rose to his feet from the kneeling position before Sir Integra and he gave her a rather malicious look. "Does it please you to have me at your feet, Master? Such a powerful old vampire?" He asked her softly, red eyes watchful over the yellow lenses.

Sir Integra shot the vampire a scornful look and puffed away at her cigar. She refused to answer the question and it amused her Servant no end. "Alucard, if you will not be kept from Victoria, then there are conditions that you must by bound to."

The dark-haired vampire's eyes narrowed on her face, trying to divine her thoughts. His head tilted to the side as he regarded her, eyes trailing over the human woman from head to toe and back together insolently. "You would bind me further? Is it not enough to have my leash in your little hands, controlling me like a dog?" He demanded silkily, voice dangerous.

"You have never had a Childe, Alucard, and your actions towards that young girl have been deplorable. She is only eighteen years old, even if she will now live for centuries."

"And what are these...conditions...that you wish to impose on myself?" The dark-haired vampire asked idly, walking to the edge of the roof and turning to lean back against the railing. His long red coat floated out eerily in the night breeze, and Alucard looked very unearthly. He raised his hands and calmly pulled the white gloves more firmly up his wrist, smoothing the material over his fingers in an unconcerned way. He was clearly saying that whatever his Master was going to demand of him was of little consequence.

Integra's lips tightened and her eyes flashed. She grasped her cigar so tightly that it almost snapped, and then with a slight smile that told the vampire that she knew exactly what he was up to, the blonde woman turned his way and walked to his side. She lent her hip against the same railing as Alucard and face his profile. "If I allow you to continue to train Seras Victoria, you must swear to me that you will take her neither as your lover nor Companion."

The air abruptly thickened ominously, and the leaves blowing in the breeze across the roof suddenly froze in their flight, the wind dying. The bright silver moon slowly turned into red and crimson light like blood spilled across the mansion. The ancient vampire had not moved, but his face was in shadows and his body was still and tightly coiled, as if trying to prevent the violence that just screamed to be let loose.

Against her will, the blonde woman straightened and took a few steps back from the male, her skin crawling. She knew that her Servant would never harm her, but was not naive enough to be close to an infuriated vampire. Although she could not see his features, his crimson eyes burned with an inner fire as he regarded her coldly and intently. He did not speak for long moments, and when he finally tilted his head back so that his expression was clear in the bright red glow from the moon, Integra saw something in the vampire's ancient eyes that made her want to run away screaming for the first time in her life.

"You would impose such a thing on me?" Alucard's voice was harsh and guttural, fighting his instincts to rent flesh from bone and destroy the one who had dared to interfere between himself and his Childe. "That girl is the only one of my own blood, a Draculina. Only she is worthy in my eyes to be my Companion. In a world where vampires are now manufactured, pure-bloods are a dying breed. You would deny me a lover to pass the endless centuries with?"

"There are other old vampires out there, Alucard." Sir Integra said scornfully, but her eyes flashed with something like understanding. "I will allow you to train Victoria to be a powerful vampire, and when she becomes a No Life Queen, she will be bound with runes. But the rules of my household are very clear on sexual relations. We are an army, the only light against the hordes of darkness. Even for you, I cannot break this rule."

The dark-haired vampire clenched a white gloved hand into a first and the crimson moon slowly turned back to silver, the air becoming thinner and more breathable. The danger was passing.

"Very well, my Master," He said slowly, eyes indefinable as they rested on the mortal's face. "I am your most loyal servant." His long arms spread wide, red coat flapping in the wind. His expression was amused and his lips spread into a smirk. "I will not take my Childe as a companion." He began to fade away, maniacal laughing echoing around the rooftop.

"Or a lover, you wretched vampire!" The blonde woman shouted after him angrily. There was no answer and she crushed her cigar in her hand. "I suppose that is the best that I can expect from that creature." She murmured under her breath.

Darkness swam in and the vision was gone from Seras' mind. She gaped and blinked rapidly, trying to sort the emotions out. Their Master had forbidden Alucard to get close to her! So this was why he had come at her with a whip and done his best to seduce her? Somehow it was disappointing. He had used her to take out is fury. She felt bitter disappointment flood her thoughts and her fist clenched.

'No, that is not why.' Her Master's angry voice broke into her depression and she blinked rapidly. It wasn't?

To Be Continued...

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Comments: The next part will be out in a couple of days. Alucard will explain his motives to his Childe.
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