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Midnight Roses	By : FlameWolf666 Category: Hellsing > Het - Male/Female Views: 7370 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Author's Note: Thanks to Adalie+Delacroix for the constant support! Every little comment or view honestly means the world to me guys!
Chapter Thirty-One: Second Month Fears
A dark figure shot upward in an empty area underground, a strange sound emanating from it. Something was wrong, desperately wrong. With a swirl of his shadows, Radu appeared upstairs in his father's old throne room. “What are you doing?” hissed the withered thing that was his mother, glaring at him from the ornate throne. The ghoulish creature only ignored her before using his powers to call for his servants. Almost immediately, a small swarm of small, red demons came charging out of the dungeons; stopping in front of their creator.
“Keep an eye on her,” he ordered before disappearing again.
As he traveled the between, a strange feeling settling into his chest. For just a second he had felt horrible pain and illness through a connection he had long thought dead. Even reincarnated, the woman that looked like Michelle shouldn't have any sort of telepathic connection to him. For such a thing to have happened, it would have to mean that the female had accepted and merged with her past lives. Still, he couldn't stop to think about that right now. The need to get to the reincarnation of his Childe was far too great. If he stopped to think, he would realize that he was acting wildly out of character. Radu prided himself on being a creature that thrived on the suffering of others, even his fledgling. The fact that he was running to the side of a female that merely resembled her should have downright disgusted him.
Alucard was torn between growling at the people outside the room and whimpering from the stress of seeing his beloved dry heaving into the toilet. While she was still able to keep down the broth, she had started gradually losing weight the more the baby grew within her. Due to his extreme worry, the vampire was getting more and more touchy about anyone coming into the room; let alone getting anywhere near Max. Logically, he knew none of the small group of three would ever harm her but the prospect of possibly losing her again was slowly driving him insane. “Please Vlad, they just want to help,” whispered a weak voice, drawing his attention back to his ailing soulmate.
“I do not like them getting so close. They have had no problems performing horrible experiments before,” he bit out before bending down to gather the too thin female into his crimson clad arms.
“Has Integra ever performed an experiment on you without your consent? What about Walter or Seras? Those two are my best friends here. I know you're worried love but cutting me off from everyone won't help,” she reasoned, soothing him through their strong mental link.
Over the last month and a half their connection had gotten stronger and stronger, almost allowing them to communicate and touch eachother without being in the same room. At first it had been a bit disconcerting to feel Alucard's feelings like they were her own but the vampire had assured her this was a normal part of the mating bond. If she had been a nosferatu herself, their consciousnesses would have been inseparable. With how off balance she already was, the soldier was grateful for that fact that she had still been human. 'I wouldn't have allowed you to be lost,' rumbled his voice from inside her head, startling her badly. The fact that he could easily pick up on her thoughts still bothered her and she honestly doubted she would ever get used to it. “I know,” Maxine sighed out loud, laying back as her lover pulled the blankets over her.
“Alucard, I know you two are in there,” called Integra's impatient voice, causing the protective male to tense and let loose an instinctual snarl. The only thing that snapped him out of it was a hand on his forearm. Looking down, he saw his mate giving him a pleading glance. Giving her a reassuring smile, the dark being bent to kiss her forehead; releasing a purr before he walked to the closed door.
Integra stood outside, her faithful servant and lover on her right. For once, the heiress didn't have a cigarillo in her mouth and it almost made her look like a different person. When Alucard opened the door, she very nearly gave the male a hug. From the looks of him, he was worried sick. Dark rings surrounded his now dull sunset eyes and his pale skin had taken on a slightly grayish tinge. There was also now a disturbing lack of trust in his posture, his body seeming to block them entry as he eyed them suspiciously. Upon seeing this, her own posture changed to one of submission and supplication. “Easy Vlad. We mean your mate no harm,” she whispered, slowly bringing her hands up to show they were empty. She also leaned her head to the side, the ultimate show of submission you could show a vampire.
Beside her, Walter did that same; correctly reading the demon's tense body language. With his past, it was very possible that the powerful creature was beginning to slip more and more into his instincts out of a desperate need to keep his mate safe. It was best if everyone that wanted to visit Max show the nosferatu the utmost respect and fealty until he snapped out of it. If he slipped into a feral state, there would be nothing they could do to help Max. Alucard would be too dangerous for any of them to even get near the female to offer help. While his heart would be in the right place, Alucard would end up accidentally killing the person he was trying to protect. “We managed to translate some more of the script and we think we have something that can help,” the butler offered, avoiding eye contact with the tense nosferatu.
“The midwife that wrote it mentioned something like this happening to her patients. She mentions mixing in a few hard to find herbs to help,” Integra continued, drawing her protector's gaze.
“What herbs?” the 'King of Shadows' rasped, still not that willing to allow them into the room.
“Please, I want to see them,” begged a too weak voice from behind him, making the same expression of pain and concern pass through their faces at the same time.
As if seeing them share his concerns set him at ease, the powerful demon moved out of the way to allow them admittance. When they saw Max's condition, the pair had to fight to hide their outright fear for her so they wouldn't distress her. The once vibrant woman now looked like a shadow of her former self. Her once marble skin now looked gray and sickly. She had also lost a lot of weight, making her look a bit skeletal. Despite all of this, her belly was blossoming; looking to be around three or four months along. It was almost as if the baby was sapping her life to feed its growth, a thing that both of them had considered at one point. “Max, did you hear what were saying out there?” the commander asked as she approached the other female's bed, being sure to keep her stoic mask on at all times.
“Yes, I would like to try them whatever they are. If it would help, I would swallow acid. I just want our child to be born healthy,” whispered the frail warrior, reaching for the older woman's hand. Integra was there in a second, taking hold of the appendage and offering a reassuring smile.
“Your child will be fine, as will you. I promise,” the platinum haired femme declared before turning to give Alucard a meaningful look.
“The herbs she needs are only known to vampires. No human would know where to find them. She needs 'Dragon's Breath' and 'King's Blood'. If you will tell me where to find them, I can send a team out at once,” the Hellsing heir declared, her glasses flashing to briefly hide her grief stricken, scared eyes.
“I will go myself, it will be faster,” Alucard announced, before staring ahead for a few seconds.
Seras was laying her head in Pip's lap as he ran a gloved hand through her spiky, blonde hair. At this moment, the young vampire felt everything was right with her world and released a soft purr that seemed to startle the mercenary under her. Cracking open an orangeish red eye, the former officer saw her intended looking down at her with shock and a look that could only be utter charm. “I didn't think vampires could make a sound like that,” the brunette whispered in his lightly accented voice, smiling at her softly as the hand on her head moved to cup her cheek. Then he was leaning forward, their lips just a hair's breath away from touching when she felt her Sire in her head.
'Seras, I will be leaving the manor for a bit. Keep an eye on Maxine for me,' came his baritone, edged with demand and deep worry.
'Yes, of course Mas… I mean Alucard,' came her rapid reply before she reluctantly pulled herself from the mercenary's lap.
“I have to go Pip,” she explained with a guilty look before disappearing.
To her credit, Maxine didn't so much as flinch when her best friend rose out of the floor; well used to the sight due to being around Alucard so much. Even Integra and Walter seemed unphased by her appearance, merely accepting it as par for the course. “Thank you for coming so quickly. I will return shortly,” the dark creature rasped, his now crimson gaze fixed on his mate as he disappeared into the between. The trio could only stand in a stunned silence before turning their focus to the ailing soldier.
“So, who's up for a game of Monopoly?” Max asked, the glittering humor in her emerald eyes putting them all at ease.
Watching from the darkness of limbo, Radu could barely restrain himself from appearing to capture what was his once more. Only now he had an entirely different reason than regaining his lost Childe. He could smell her condition, had even been the product of it. He knew exactly what the ailing female needed. Narrowing his eyes, the abomination traveled through the castle while staying in the between. Soon he found what he sought and went straight back to the human that held Michelle's likeness. This time he formed by her beside, using his powers to appear like a shadow on the carpet. Ignoring the two humans and the draculina, he extended himself to hide in a shadow on the blanket. Then he was stretching, depositing something in her mouth before taking his leave. He would have to hope it would do until the time came to make his move.
Max blinked at the sudden taste of something metallic on her tongue. It was so brief, she wondered if she had imagined it. Then she felt a rush of her old strength, making her feel good enough to get out of bed. To the protests of the trio charged with watching over her, the soldier got to her feet and stretched. “I don't know why but I suddenly feel a lot better,” she declared, looking just as confused as her company did. Only Seras seemed exceedingly suspicious, sniffing the air as her shadows bristled slightly in reaction.
“I don't like this, especially not with how weak you've been,” the vampiress hissed, her eyes looking around the room as her hair lengthened to her shoulders. Integra and Walter also looked suspicious, the butler gently directing the warrior to lay back down.
“Should we get Alucard?” Seras continued, fixing her nearly crimson gaze onto her commander. Integra only shook her head, looking just as worried.
“No, he will be back soon. Besides, he would not be happy to be interrupted while gathering things for Max,” the platinum haired femme sighed, moving close to the prone woman to examine her.
When Alucard returned, he had a deep scowl on his pale face. “I felt her strength return suddenly. What happened?” hissed the shadowy creature, handing off the herbs to the former 'Angel of Death' on his way to his soulmate.
“I don't know but I remember suddenly tasting something metallic on my tongue before it happened,” Maxine responded, the color almost entirely back in her cheeks.
“I thought I saw a shadow moving on her bed but it disappeared too quickly for me to really see,” Seras reported, quietly placing herself between her Sire and the pair of humans. With how tense he seemed, he could easily take out his ire on them despite the fact they were his respected companions. She could sense how close his demons was to simply taking things over to protect Max and if that happened, it wouldn't bode well for any of them.
Alucard only released a low growl before extending his senses through the bond he and his mate shared. Almost immediately, he was hit with the sickening signature energy of the hybrid; causing him to have an instinctual and rather rapid fear reaction. The vampire immediately scooped the female into his arms before settling on the bed with her, his arms protectively shielding her. Thankfully Integra and Walter took that as their cue to leave, leaving the two nosferatu alone with the pregnant warrior. Yet, despite his initial fear, there was a deep confusion. If Vladislas had been here, why hadn't he taken Maxine while he had the chance? “Vlad?” whispered a confused voice from his lap, bringing his attention back to the source of a lot of his worries.
“The abomination was here,” the dark 'Prince' holding her sighed, placing a hand on his beloved's slightly domed stomach. Their child was thriving despite the fact she seemed unable to retain nutrition. Using the bond, the dark being lightly brushed his consciousness along the fetus'; getting an extremely faint response. Just feeling that made him feel just a tiny bit better about what was going on.
“What? Why the fuck didn't he take me? Not that I'm glad he didn't but it just doesn't make sense. Beyond that, I doubt he had anything to do with why I feel so much better,” the confused soldier asked, suddenly grateful for the fact she was safely caged in Alucard's leather covered arms. Just thinking about the horrible creature made her blood run cold as her head filled with memories from Michelle. Memories of him killing someone she had held very dear. Memories of him tormenting her with the fact that she was acting more and more like him as time went on. Memories of how much she hated him and yet loved him at the same time.
The nosferatu holding her stayed silent, seeing her memories through their ever deepening connection. However, he noticed one thing she didn't. In almost all of the memories, Maxine's past life had been holding a strange artifact. An artifact the hybrid seemed almost obsessive in having with him. Before he could get a better look at the object, the female in his arms had shaken herself free of the memories that were no doubt distressing to her. If he wanted to see more, he would have either drink her blood or possibly stress her out by asking her to try to remember her life as Michelle. Neither of these seemed to be a good option, given her condition. Still, he couldn't shake the feeling that the object was important. “Maxine…,” he whispered, not liking what he was about to ask of his mate.
Blinking, the pajama clad female looked up at Alucard; neither of them noticing that Seras was still in the room. To be honest, the blonde didn't mind the fact she was being ignored. Right now she was just silently observing, gathering information for later. Besides, she didn't feel comfortable leaving her 'sister' with that horror sniffing around. “Yeah?” Max asked, making the former officer perk slightly as she paid more attention.
“I need you to think more about your past life as Michelle,” husked the shadowy creature, his sunset eyes holding regret. He truly didn't want to ask this of her but he had to find out more about this object and why Vladislas almost seemed fixated on it. The information could possibly help them defeat the abomination once and for all.
“Why? What good would that do?” the curious woman asked, a grimace on her pale face.
“You were reflecting on your past life as her earlier and I thought I saw something that could help with our little problem. I know you don't like remembering that time but I wouldn't ask it of you if I didn't think it was important,” he replied, a slightly urgent tone to his deep voice.
“Was it the Bloodstone?” responded a voice that sounded like Max's but was slightly higher. Alucard could only blink before it dawned upon him that Michelle had come forward.
“Michelle?” he ventured, just in case his assumption was wrong.
“Yes. I… I cannot say I have much love for my former Sire but… I can't bear the thought of him dying. I… can still feel him in my head as well as my connection to him. Still, I will do what I can to help you. In my time, I never felt as at peace as I do now. I don't want to let anything jeopardize that,” she whispered, the shy, almost scared expression oddly out of place on Maxine's face.
“Please, tell me what you know,” Alucard whispered, his gazed fixed on the female ensconced in his lap.
Radu paced the throne room, a snarl on his face as his mother watched from her position on the throne. “I will not ask you again, leave me,” he hissed, fury and worry swirling within his aura as he moved.
“I will not leave until you tell me what you were up to. Your actions could have ruined any chance we had to capture what you are after,” the mummified thing husked just before her wayward son was picking her wasted body up in a cruel grip.
“You forget just who has the power here mommy. You may have the power of foresight but I can still end you with one flick of my wrist,” the ghoulish thing hissed, his eyes a burning crimson as his shadows flared behind him. Then he was flinging the husk to the floor, turning away as his horde of tiny minions carried her down to the dungeons.
As soon as he was alone, he was opening the secret alcove to the left of his throne; grabbing the Bloodstone before he sat in the ornate chair. Tipping up the blood filled object to his lips, he took a deep draw of the ancient fluid before staring off into space. He extended his senses to the faint bond that still existed between him and Michelle's reincarnation. If he was still like he had been before he turned her, he would have been disgusted at himself for even caring. In fact, he would have been trying to come up with ways to accentuate her suffering; not alleviate it. Now, now he was so worried for her that it was literally hurting him to sit here and do nothing while she wasted away. Thankfully the faded bond was able to tell him she was still well and he relaxed just slightly. “What did you do to me my pretty one,” he sighed, the fact that he wasn't nearly as ruthless not lost on him. Then he was leaning back, remembering when he discovered he loved her.
**They were standing on a rampart, staring over the open fields. The sun was just beginning to rise but Michelle had wanted to linger just a bit longer. When he normally would have protested, Radu allowed it until the pain and tiredness set in. She was still young and he was a hybrid, making them susceptible to the stereotypical death of vampires. She looked so sad, so broken that he almost found it in himself to feel guilty for turning her. “Is there anything that can kill us?” the too pale Childe whispered, a gentle breeze blowing her shoulder length locks.
“Many things,” he responded softly, knowing exactly why she asked and feeling his dead heart clench because of it. He knew becoming more and more like him was torture for her but he couldn't allow her to slip from him now. He needed her, something he had never felt for anyone before. She made him feel more alive than he had in all the centuries of his unlife.
Then she was turning to him, the fear and self-hatred in her green eyes nearly took his breath away. For a brief second, he very nearly considered giving her the peace she so desperately sought. “Then I have something to ask of you, please kill me,” she begged, tears rimming her sunset ringed eyes.
“I cannot. You are mine, for now until the end of time,” he rasped, reaching out to brush her soft cheek with his too long fingers. Then he was exposing his neck for her, pushing her head to his flesh. She bit into him with a low hiss, causing pleasure to race through his veins like burning lava and drawing a raspy groan from his blood covered lips.
She pulled away, her scent laden with lust as she gave him a hate filled look. “I hate you,” she whispered, very nearly causing him to rock backwards from the pain that shot through his chest.
“Come, let us sleep,” he urged softly, gently urging her into the crumbling remains of his ancestral home. As he led her down into the dungeons, he felt a foreign feeling in his chest as his Childe looked everywhere but at him. She hated him and it honestly hurt him, though he couldn't blame her. He had been the cause of a lot of pain in her unlife, even relishing in causing it a few times. Looking back on it, he found himself regretting some of the things he had done, an entirely foreign feeling for the hybrid. It was then he came to a disturbing conclusion. He loved this fledgling, honestly loved her and would do anything to keep her by his side; maybe even make her happy.**
Coming back to the present, the dark being threw his precious heirloom in a fit of rage; snarling loudly as he got to his booted feet. As much as he despised the fact his fledgling had made him soft, he couldn't bring himself to be truly angry about it. She had made him feel something he had felt himself incapable of, had made him feel need for something. She had opened his heart just enough to make him feel the need to protect and care for her. As much as his mother would protest, Radu wouldn't be able to keep away from her; especially if their torn connection called out to him again. His instincts simply wouldn't allow it. In fact, they were already screaming at him to go back and stay with her or, better yet, just kidnap her all together. Snarling loudly he marched over to the Bloodstone to pick it up and bring it with him down below. It was going to be a long few weeks.

**Scenes and some dialogue from Subspecies 2 or 3
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