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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: Uh, to explain the titles a bit. Trying to do a parody of certain anime that have an odd theme for their episode titles. (Example: Chibi Vampire Karin)

Chapter Thirty-Two: Third Month Elimination

“Alucard, we are trying to help,” came an exasperated sounding male voice, drawing the woozy Maxine out of her slumber. Her lips and throat were desert dry as she sat up and opened her bleary eyes.

“Mmph, Vlad?” she rasped, her vision clearing to reveal the vampire blocking the door while snarling. In seconds the crimson clad demon was by her bedside, a soothing purring noise leaving him as he gathered her too thin body into his leather covered arms. All too quickly, the effects of the herbs became useless; making the soldier lose weight at an alarming weight. Even the nosferatu's blood was starting to have little effect on her ability to keep weight on, much to the distress of a protective Alucard. The only thing unaffected was her belly, which continued to bloom despite the ever declining state of her body. The growing orb now looked about five to six month along, round and taught as their child grew healthily; much to both their relief.

As a result of her continued decline, the powerful creature grew more and more protective; as well as paranoid. Slowly, ever so slowly, he began to slip in and out of near insanity; mirroring his days when Abraham had been experimenting on him. Sometimes it seemed like he had slipped back into that reality entirely, coming very close to attacking Walter and even Integra a few times. “Shhhh, relax beloved. They will not harm you any more than they already have,” he rumbled, a strange look in his deep red eyes as he brought her out of her thoughts.

“What are you talking about?” the groggy woman rasped, her gaze moving from her nearly feral mate to the concerned butler standing outside the open doorway.

“He believes the herbs are an attempt to poison you or experiment with your unborn child,” the former warrior replied, answered an unanswered question. This only drew a low, warning snarl from the stressed demon, his shadows filling the room in an effort to scare off the unflappable servant.

“How can you explain her getting worse with everything you've given her,” Alucard hissed, eyes and teeth forming in the writhing darkness he was exuding.

“I would be more likely to blame that on the pregnancy rather than friends who have shown nothing but the best intentions for me,” Max retorted, giving the fuming creature a stern look. Thankfully this caused him to deflate slightly, his shadows returning to his body in a rush.

“You don't know what they did to me, what it did to my mind. How long I went without knowing who I really was,” the mighty being rasped, his entire body shaking slightly as he remembered his time down in the dungeons.

“That was also an entirely different person, as I keep telling you. Please, try to see reason. Integra may have treated you like a servant but she also treated you like a friend and confidante. You told me yourself about how she sought your comfort while she grew into womanhood,” the pale female responded, placing a hand on his upper arm as she tried to get through to him. He was so obsessed with what Abraham had done, he was beginning to have trouble separating the man from his descendant. He was seeing enemies wherever he turned, even lashing out at Seras on occasion.

“We merely want to draw some blood to try to see what's wrong. The translation isn't leading anywhere fast enough and we're hoping your body will provide the answers,” Walter interjected, supplying more answers for why Alucard was acting the way he was.

“You will not run tests on my mate and unborn child,” the seething demon roared before the bedridden soldier could reply.

“Vladimir!” Maxine yelled, effectively getting the vampire's attention and defusing the quickly escalating situation. Both men turned to face her, each wearing a differing version of concern on their faces.

“Enough is enough. I will allow them to take my blood. I'm worried, Vlad. I don't like how much weight I'm losing,” the determined woman announced, giving the intimidating vampire a stern glare when he opened his mouth to protest.

“No, just no. I don't care what your reasons are. I don't want to take the chance of something happening to me or our child, especially our child,” the determined female announced before beckoning the wizened male to come in.

Just as Walter was about to cross the threshold, Integra came charging in; drawing a warning snarl from the tense creature. “Shut up and get Max downstairs. We have company outside,” the platinum haired femme announced before grabbing her older lover and dragging him out of the room. Alucard and Max only blinked for a few moments before the powerful demon scooped her into his leather covered arms.

“Ugh, why the fuck can't he just leave us alone,” the weakened warrior groaned as the infuriated male carried her down to the dungeons rapidly. With her as sick as she was, he didn't dare use his teleportation powers.

“Because he is driven to be joined with you once more, as I was subconsciously. Only his need for you is more like an obsession. I will die before I let him so much as touch you again,” Alucard rasped, a fierce glare on his noble face as he charged into his chambers. His features had twisted and morphed due to his growing rage, causing the left corner of his mouth to curl up toward his ear. This in turn exposed his lengthening, multiplying fangs. Some of his shadows even appeared on the same side of his face, obscuring his changing features.

Then he was laying the frail soldier on his coffin bed, covering her with a thick blanket before straightening and fixing his blazing gaze on a stone wall. 'Seras, come guard Maxine for me. I'm sure you're already aware of the situation,' he hissed through their mental connection.

'Of course Alucard. I was just on my way to check on you two,' responded his former fledgling before she simply rose from the floor in front of him, her trusty Halconnen slung over her shoulder. Her shadows flared behind her slightly and her deep red eyes glowed as she snapped a brisk salute to her former master.

“Go fight where they need you. I swear on my unlife the abomination will not enter this room,” the determined blonde declared, her gaze drifting to the weakened female in the bed. Max only waved weakly, a small smile on her drawn, white face. Alucard only nodded, a strange edge in his intense eyes before he disappeared to help the manor fight off whatever the hybrid had thrown at them.

A large swarm of ghouls shambled toward the manor, falling in large crowds as Hellsing soldiers mowed them down with their rifles. Only Integra, Walter and Alucard weren't firing weapons; merely observing the action with identical apprehensive expressions. “Has it only been ghouls so far?” the shadowy creature murmured, his dark red eyes narrowed as he watched the seemingly never-ending ghouls continue to fall.

“Yes, I don't like it. It feels like a distraction,” the commander replied, her cigarillo clamped tightly in her mouth as she glared at the unfolding action. It was at that moment that several newborn vampires began to appear inside the compound, proceeding to tear into the soldiers and allow the ghouls to come pouring in. In a flash, the trio sprang into action; charging headlong into the fray and not noticing the dark dark figure vanishing into the huge mansion.

Radu raced through the darkness of between, his undead heart clenched in his chest as he moved. He could feel her illness as keenly as if it was his own, only making him go even faster. Tepes was supposed to be caring for her! Was the fool really unaware of what the female needed in order to flourish during this pregnancy? That a man who was infamous for his ability to plan would not know something as simple as the mechanics of hybrid pregnancy, the very idea baffled him. If something wasn't done soon, the woman who resembled his Childe would die; something he could not bear to see a second time. With a quiet growl, the ghoulish being soon found himself in the wall of Tepes' chamber; his slightly glowing eyes fixed on the pregnant woman. To his frustration, she wasn't alone.

Max and Seras had been in the middle of swapping stories about their lovers when a chill slowly began to fill the room. All discussion halted immediately, both females looking around the spacious room apprehensively. Suddenly darkness vomited up from the stone floor, surrounding a now screaming vampiress and propelling her into the ceiling. “Seras!” the emaciated soldier gasped, moments before a familiar, skull-like face appeared in the darkness.

“Hello my pretty one,” he rasped, his feral eyes holding a worried light before his shadows swallowed her and they both disappeared.

Alucard fired his Jackal, a sneer on his half transformed face as blood from a newly made vampire splattered his marble skin. Then he froze, clearly feeling his Childe's distress in the split second before she appeared in front of him. With the way she looked at him, he didn't even have to ask what happened. The immediate retreat of the army only helped deepen his suspicions and the powerful vampire began to shake as he slowly began to lose control of himself. His mouth briefly formed into that of a wolf before he tilted his head back and released a roar of rage that shook the heavens themselves. Then he was glaring at Integra, Walter and Seras, the Lord he once was firmly in the forefront. “Get plenty of silver stakes, holy water and gasoline. Most of these will not work anyway but I am willing to throw everything at this… this horror to make sure he dies once and for all. I have had more than enough of his constant hunting of my mate,” he snarled, glaring up at the half moon as the trio scrambled to carry out his commands.

“I see no reason to leave you alone with her,” snarled an all too familiar wheeze that made her stomach churn and some faint part of her happy. Cursing the left-over connection from Michelle, the pregnant female opened her eyes to find herself in a shockingly comfortable bed with a white blanket covering her.

“You will go and wait for our enemies to follow. You are the only one those creature you've made will listen to. Besides, she must be taken care of,” hissed a new voice, sounding like the cackle of a crone.

Her eyes snapped to the source of the voice, feeling her heart dip as fear filled her. A fear that was enhanced by Michelle's own. The thing that was talking to her captor couldn't possibly be alive. In fact, it looked like the husk hadn't been alive in quite some time. Then it's one eye moved to lock on her and she felt an instinctual revulsion as she sensed sheer hatred from just that brief glance. All at once she wanted to beg the horror that had stolen her to not leave her alone with the living corpse. That the thing wanted nothing more than to kill her. Unfortunately her voice had temporarily left her, making her able to only emit a small whimper. In an instant the hybrid was beside her, his sunset eyes moving from her domed stomach to her slightly gray face. “Do not worry my precious, you will be well soon. I must leave you now but I will be back shortly,” the ghoulish being husked before straightening and glaring at the dried thing that was somehow alive. Then he was heading out of the room, leaving the pair alone.

Immediately, the withered thing whirled to her before stalking over and running a pruned hand over a hollowed cheek. Max flinched away from the contact, every bit of her rebelling at the touch. Even her empty stomach clenched, bringing her dangerously close to dry heaving. “You, you have changed my son to some… puling thing that follows after your incarnations. Gone are his aspirations to rule the world, replaced with a drive to reclaim one who does not want him. I hate you for what you have done but most of all I hate your beauty,” the thing that looked like it was female hissed, 'her' breath very nearly making her lose her battle with a stomach.

Then the walking corpse pulled away, moving to grab one of her arms and bring her wrist up to it's withered, drawn back lips. “Fortunately for you, you need to be restored to health before I can make any use of you,” the mummy laughed hatefully before shuffling out of the room. She wasn't gone for long however, dragging what looked to be a severely beaten sixteen year old. Before the horrified warrior could ask what was going on, the husk of a human was reaching for a dagger and slashing the poor child's throat; catching the spurting blood in a large, stone bowl that sat on a near-by dresser.

Max didn't dare look away from the horrifying scene, her stomach churning as the withered creature carried the bowl towards her. To make matters worse, the coppery smell of the freshly spilled blood was causing an unusual reaction within her. As soon as the thick, coppery scent met her nose, her mouth filled with drool and her stomach cramped with a sudden, undeniable hunger. “Get the fuck away from me,” the emaciated woman snarled, her voice holding just the faintest hint of longing despite herself. The leathery thing only hissed laughter at her before bringing the bowl up to her quivering lips.

Against her will, her mouth automatically opened to accept the still warm fluid; her stomach cramping with nausea despite the fact it was all to happy to take the substance. It was more the thought of what it was as well as where it had come from rather than a normal reaction to drinking blood. Yet, as soon as it settled in her stomach, it filled her body with the warm feeling of strength. “Wh-wha,” she whispered once the bowl was empty, her tongue snaking out to grab the last droplets despite herself. The being that fed her only cackled cruelly before placing the empty bowl on the floor.

Within moments of being given the blood, color had returned to her skin and some of her weight had even returned; giving her a much more healthy appearance. “You truly know nothing about dhampire pregnancies,” the dark thing hissed, dark amusement clear in it's voice as it took her arm once more.

“Get your hands off me!” the warrior snarled, yanking her arm out of the crone's grip before making and effort to sit up. The instant she moved, weakness washed over her and she found herself falling back. The rotting witch only laughed at her, the sound nothing more than a coughing crow caw.

“Too weak to even run away. One such as you would never be good enough for my son,” the corpse snarled, brandishing the dagger as she gripped Maxine's arm once more. Then it was slashing her delicate wrist, drawing a cry of pain from the gravid female as the withered being latched onto the flowing wound and began to suck.

Anguished cries of horror filled the halls as the dried husk suckled at her blood, the corpse only stopping long enough to give her a bone-chilling smile. “I will restore you everyday only to drain you. Soon your youth and beauty will be mine and my son will not mind me finally disposing of you,” it whispered, both of them so occupied with eachother that they never saw the dark figure speeding their way. Suddenly the withered mummy was knocked away from her, Radu placing himself between the creature and her.

“You would harm what belongs to me?!” he roared, his normal wheeze of a voice holding more force and power than she had ever heard. Then he was stalking toward the crumpled thing that resembled a human long dead. Picking her up with a distasteful sneer on his face, the abomination gave the corpse in his grip a look that could have easily turned anyone else into a pile of ash.

“You have long outlived your usefulness mommy,” he rasped before simply tearing it apart as if it was nothing more than a stuffed scarecrow.

Max could only watch as she absorbed the information that had just been revealed to her. That rotted, leather covered thing had been Radu's mother? It explained a lot about why he was the way he was. Such a person had to have been pretty adept at dark magic and wouldn't have hesitated to use it on her unborn child. Just thinking about it made her hand wander unconsciously to her domed stomach. She was broken out of her reverie by the hybrid grabbing her still bleeding wrist and licking the wound closed. Then he was bending to examine her, his nostrils flared as he checked her for any signs of further injury. “Did she hurt you anywhere else?” the thing rasped, the genuine concern in his voice throwing her off.

Before she could even form a response, the dhampire was being knocked to the side by a red and black blur. “Vlad?” she whispered in disbelief tinged with a bit of hope. The crimson colored blur only released an answering snarl before brushing her mind with his. Then the two vampires simply entered into all out war as Seras materialized out of the floor beside her.

“Come on, I have to get you out of here,”the former officer hissed, picking up the stunned female in her arms. This was punctuated by an unholy snarling noise and a wet ripping. Before she could even turn to look, the blonde was covering her eyes.

“No, you don't want to see that. Come on, with how much better you look you should be able to handle teleportation,” she reasoned before disappearing with her precious cargo.

Alucard was far too busy tearing the hybrid apart to even notice they were gone, demonic noises ripping from deep inside his chest as he tore off Vladislas' arms over and over. The hybrid merely kept growing the severed limbs back, giving as good as he got. *“Te Filth! Ați încălcat pe perechea mea pentru ultima oară. În seara asta, voi asigurați-vă că nu mai există,” he snarled before simply tearing off Radu's head. Then he was ripping out his unbeating heart before proceeding to remove all of his limbs.

**“Uita-te cum am miza inima si arde pic corpul tau de fiară biți trebuie,” Vlad hissed, a black mustache appearing on his upper lip as midnight filled his eyes. Then he was pulling a silver stake out of his overcoat, stabbing the heart in his hand with it before pulling out a can of gasoline. Sneering down at the gaping, gasping head of his adversary, Alucard poured the gasoline over the remains. Lighting a match, the seething demon flung the fire on him. Radu had just enough time to reflect on the fact this would be the last time he saw his Michelle before his world became agony.

As Seras laid Maxine down in Alucard's coffin bed, Integra and Walter came into the room. “How is… Max, you look a lot better,” the commander observed, immediately becoming suspicious.

“I… I know,” she replied before she simply passed out from the stress of what she had been through. Unfortunately, it wasn't too long after that Alucard came back; his aura seething with rage and over-protectiveness. Taking one look at the intruders surrounding his mate, the nosferatu promptly lost it; his shadows overtaking his entire body to only leave the glowing points of his eyes. Taking that as their cue to leave, the trio ran as fast as they could; leaving the bonded pair alone. They would have to figure out the mystery of how Maxine got better when he calmed down.

*Translation: ' You filth! You have transgressed on my mate for the last time. Tonight, I will make sure you are no more.'

**Translation: ' Watch as I stake your heart and burn your body bit by bit you beast.'
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