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Mannequin	By : SweetKitten Category: Hellsing > General Views: 2334 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own HellsinG, nor do I pretend to. All characters and affiliations belong correctly and legally to Mr. Kouta Hirano. I'm just using them for a fan powered work of fiction. No profit is made - this is purely from my mind.

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Author's Quick Note: This chapter contains Romanian. Now, I'm not versed in that language, and neither do I have the financial means to obtain the Rosetta Stone program. So, I used what means I had - the internet. Translation is at the bottom of the chapter. If it is wrong, please feel free to let me know how to correct it. As I said, I'm not native and was never schooled in the language.

He felt the tug before he responded. One red eye lazily cracked open to survey the vast emptiness of his chambers before he considered responding. She had such a gentle touch, so timid and quiet -

   Master? Are you there?

   Once again, he felt the tug. So sweet, so pure - he mused, the one eye sliding shut again. He could remember the taste of her blood when he first turned her - the intoxicating sent, the overwhelming sweetness of virginity - and tonight, tonight he wanted more.

   Yes, police girl?

   Master, may we talk? I know I didn't do to well tonight -

   Before Seras could finish her thought, she felt him behind her. Always the dramatic entrances, she mused, closing the sketchbook in her hands and turning to face the towering man behind her.

   "Why, thank you, police girl." Alucard smirked, leaning forward slightly to gaze as his fledgling. "You've been a very bad girl this evening."

   Placing the sketchbook on the single desk that marked the only other furnishing in her room besides her coffin and wardrobe, Seras slowly raised her eyes to look at her Master. He was casually dressed tonight - his trademark red duster and hat were left wherever he had phased from. He had also left his sunglasses as well, leaving the tall royal dressed only in his charcoal suit and ascot. A singular thought struck her mind - he looked quite, how could she put it, dashing? No, no - that wasn't quite right -

   "Dapper?" Alucard answered. Seras squeaked, and covered her mouth, her ruby eyes growing wide. A small amount of blood rushed to her cheeks, giving the pale vampress the illusion of blushing. Alucard chuckled. "You practically scream your thoughts at me, police girl. Tch. Tch."

   Seras ducked her head at the chiding tone in her Master's voice. "I know - I'm not very good at this thing." I don't think I ever will be either...a deep chuckle stopped the train of thought.

   "Of course you will. You just need to learn, and stop trying to be something your not." Alucard stepped closer to his fledgling, reaching out a gloved hand toward her. Seras visibly flinched and stepped backward, closer to the wall. "You need to stop trying to remain human." Alucard spat out the last word, "and embrace the fact that you are a monster."

   Seras gasped, her eyes flying up to meet her Master's. "I'm not a monster! You are!" Alucard laughed, his deep baritone voice echoing against the bare walls of her room.

   "If I'm a monster, than you are too." the outstretched hand moved, and Seras eyed it warily as it came up to her face. One white, tapered finger reached out and tapped her on her nose. "You do forget who created you."

   Seras bowed her head. "I'm sorry Master. I know I should be better, and that I was really stupid in my actions tonight. But I don't know where to start -"

   "Drink." The tone in her Master's voice caused the small draculina to look up, her eyes connecting with the blood red orbs that were her Master's. "Drink. My. Blood." Seras mewed slightly as she recognized the harsh, unforgiving edge of the deep voice.

   "Master -" she stammered, "I can't do it, I just can't!"

   A low growl reached her ears as Alucard began to move. Seras swallowed hard as her Master stepped closer. "Please, Master....I didn't mean to - I'm trying to be better, I really am, I just..."

   Alucard continued to move closer, his movements as graceful as a cat cornering its prey. "What, police girl? You're sorry that you can't do it? That does not cut it in our world, servant - you must pay for actions you take."

   Seras yelped as her back connected with the wall. Please, god, NO - not again, anything but that again - her stomach twitched in memory of the intense pain of the last time she was in this predicament. She had not seen the last punishment coming, and her Master had given her a taste of what it was to be his enemy. Oh please god, NOT AGAIN... her eyes slid shut, and Seras mentally prepared herself for pain. Soft fabric caressed her ear, making the girl jump. Her eyes flew open to meet the intense stare of her Master.

   "Master...?" Seras stuttered, confusion written across her features. The man leaned forward, his cheek level with hers, his nose gently touching the shell of her ear.

   "I can smell you, draga..." his deep baritone voice was smooth and soft, sending shivers down the small woman's neck. "Si tu miros dulce." Seras gasped, her eyes wide. Her stomach tightened, however this time not in anticipation of pain, but pleasure.

   "Master - Master please - " Seras begged, her breathing beginning to hitch. "I don't understand, I'm supposed to be punished, right?" The soft fabric moved from her ear down her neck, pausing at the two small, round scars that graced her porcelain skin.

   "De ce crezi ca as vrea sa faca vreun rau voi, tinerii unul?"

   "Master? I can't understand, I don't speak your language....Master?" Seras strained to look at Alucard beside her, her eyes catching only the strands of midnight hair that threatened to caress her cheek.

   "Draga mea..." soft lips brushed the lobe of her ear, causing Seras to jump. Her stomach twitched again, this time as a tendril of warmth shot low, spreading a relaxing heat between her hips. Seras's breath caught in her throat, her eyes rolling gently upward. This was not something her Master would do, this was not Alucard, this was - this was him.

   "Vladimir -" Seras breathed the name from between her lips, her body relaxing into the male that had her pinned against the wall. In a spilt second, she was slammed against said wall, a gloved hand cruelly tightened against her pale throat. Her hands immediately flew to the offending hand, trying to remove the crushing force. All pleasure that she had experienced in the last few seconds fled her body as her muscles tightened in expectation of pain. Frightened eyes locked with the deep pools of red that glared menacingly back at the small woman.

   "You have no right to call me by that name." Alucard ground out, his voice sending tendrils of fear into Seras's still heart, his hand tightening further on her throat. "I could crush you for your impudence! You. Have. NO. RIGHT."

   Seras's eyes widened further, and she opened her mouth to apologize. No sound emitted from her crushed windpipe, and her small hands twisted around the cold wrist that held her against the wall. Master, Master please! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry! I didn't mean to, I -

   "Quiet." The offending hand squeezed her throat tighter as if to silence her mental cascade, and Seras's eyes rolled back as she felt her vertebra crack, her windpipe and esophagus already crushed. She gently let go of her Master's wrist, letting her hands fall limp to her side. She could feel the blood tears beginning to come to her eyes as the pain begin to set in, yet she refused to let them fall in front of her Master. He was only doing what he was supposed to, he was only punishing her because she deserved it.

   It's my fault...the single thought formed in her brain as she blinked away the moisture that threatened to fall.

   Yes. Came the reply, and Alucard promptly removed his hand. Seras crumpled to the floor, her hands flying to her damaged neck. Alucard scowled at the cowering fledgling before him. He had come to his fledgling when she called in the hopes of beginning to place his plan into motion, and wanting to drink of her sweet blood again. Yet she had gone and crossed a dangerous line, putting the eternal monster in a foul mood. Casting a sickened look at the small drauclina before him, Alucard spoke one sentence before he disappeared that caused Seras's blood to run cold. The small vampress stared at the spot where her Master phased, and let the blood tears come freely as his last comment rang through her brain.

   "I should have never turned you."

Translations:

draga - Dear

Si tu miros dulce - And you smell sweet

De ce crezi ca as vrea sa faca vreun rau voi, tinerii unul - Why would I want to harm you, young one

Draga mea - my dear

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