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Chapter
Four
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Seras
blushed as she saw that the first three buttons of Integra’s clothing had been
removed. Thus revealing the slightest
bit of cleavage not many people, including Seras, had ever had the privilege of
seeing. Integra seemed to notice this
and crossed her arms angrily.
“Well, at
least you’re not a complete idiot and restrained me, but I see you’ve left your
weapon out for the world to see, AND grab,” Integra snapped. She wished now that she would have packed
her own clothing but it couldn’t be helped, there wasn’t time.
Seras,
being a bit confused as to why she would feel embarrassed about another woman’s
anatomy, simply stared at the floor.
Since becoming a vampire, she noticed that all humans looked quite
attractive to her, simply for the fact that warm blood was beneath the skin,
and the more skin exposed the more lustful.
Vampires
were creatures driven by lust, be it bloodlust or something more physical. Feeding was an erotic act in and of itself
for both parties, she had noticed, but never planned on engaging herself. She concluded that her vampiric nature
coupled with the fact that she had never expected seeing Integra in this state
brought the embarrassment on. At that
moment something shifted outside the door and a slight tingle touched her mind.
“Sir, my
master is here,” Seras whispered staring at the wall next to the front
door. Integra followed her eyes to the
same spot.
“Hmm, Miss
Hellsing, I guess hiding myself from you won’t be as easy with your little
watchdog around,” came a deep voice from the shadow. His telepathic drone began to tickle the edges of Seras’s mind as
Alucard spoke with her commander.
“Enough
Alucard, report,” Integra said in a bored tone, crossing her arms tighter. She definitely didn’t want her crafty
servant to see her in such a state of undress and mussed up with another
person, even though she was more than sure he had seen her in every state of
undress possible, sneaky prick. He
slipped easily through the wall and sat gracefully in the armchair to far side
of her, with that huge, ungainly feral grin spread across his face.
“I see
you’ve made yourself comfortable, leave it Seras to help you let your hair
down, so to say,” he taunted, her face was again the signature brick wall and
she uncrossed her arms to lean forward, forgetting herself for a moment in
anger.
“Yes, well,
are you going to continue this useless play on words or report to your master
as commanded?” she whispered, rage tickling the surface of her face. This entire situation had brought her to the
last straw. If shooting him would make
a difference and not wake the neighbourhood, she would have already put her
weapon to use, she worked hard to not show any emotion, he enjoyed that. ‘Why, of all times, play this stupid game
now?’ she thought to herself. He
laughed deeply.
“How could
I refuse a request from such a lovely lady showing so much of herself to
me?” He asked and her eyes narrowed but
she sat stock still, not backing down.
He leaned forward and smirked.
“The order cannot be completed, many of the pawns set to sail the moment
they learned of your escape, master,” he replied.
Integra
closed her eyes and sat back, then let out a heavy sigh. This news was not the best. However, something could be arranged, many
times in the past her noble forefathers had to make such arrangements to keep
the organization stable and ensure the family’s safety. She opened her eyes and turned back to
Alucard, who was now staring at her longingly, she deposited her cigar and
crossed her arms again.
Alucard sat
back and pulled a cell phone from his overcoat then slid it across the coffee
table at her; she reached out instantly and caught it. He had read her mind.
“Walter
will contact you. He is arranging a
‘bargain’ of sorts as we speak,” Alucard said then looked to Seras, who had
been sitting quietly the whole time with a hand drawn up at her chest. He hadn’t spoken a word to her, but Integra
knew something was going on between them by the look on Seras’s face,
apparently the games he played didn’t end at Integra. He reached out slowly and picked up Sera’s weapon, then stood and
handed it to her, stretching in an inhuman fashion, then turned to Integra once
more.
“I’m sorry
to leave such beautiful company so soon, I have pressing matters at the moment
and I’m sure you both will understand,” he cooed with his signature grin, and
then tipped his glasses down his nose a bit to look into Integra’s eyes. She nodded and kept his gaze.
“Yes,
please do what you can Alucard and report back to me at least once a day,
though I’m sure you’ll frequent my haunts more than I know,” she replied,
smiling slightly, he nodded in return and slipped back through the wall. Both women let out a sigh then looked to
each other. Integra broke the silence.
“I’m sure
his taunts were about drawing blood weren’t they? I cannot keep you from leaving to feed, nor would I. I t>I trust you will be responsible,” she said
flatly and placed the cell phone back onto the table. Seras almost looked hurt.
“Sir, I
can’t do that, I can’t kill someone,” Seras whispered. Integra let out a heavy sigh, as if she were
speaking with an obstinate child.
“Seras,
come to terms with what you are. You
must feed to remain strong. I need you
strong and not weak with bloodlust, always fearing you may take it out on
me. I don’t need the added stress and
neither do you. We won’t be returning
to the estate in the near future and you have to look at this with reason,”
Integra said in the calmest voice she could conjure.
“If I have
to, I will command you to feed,” she finished with an icy stare into Seras’s
eyes. Seras shivered and turned her
head. Certainly this fledgling wouldn’t
defy her. Integra wished at that moment
she had told Alucard to deal with the girl.
“I’m sorry
Sir, but I can’t…” Seras said with a wavering voice. She had tried on occasion, with an odd drunk here or there, but
couldn’t follow through.yes">
With a sigh
she stretched back out on the couch and flipped the small TV on with a remote,
leaving the volume low so not to bother Integra. As dawn peeked through the blinds she put her weapon on her chest
and covered her head with a large pillow.
A deep, vampiric sleep soon took her even through the noise and dancing
light of the television.
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Integra
woke to a ray of light peeking through the blinds. She quickly sat up and grabbed for her glasses. Damn, they must have slipped from the
nightstand. As she fumbled around the
small table she began to wonder if she had fell asleep in them, as she
sometimes did, wary of what might be just out of her poor sight when she
awoke.
Her vision
was getting worse as the years passed, and now she couldn’t make her hand out
in front of her face, just a flesh tone blur.
Damn it all. She felt around the
bedding for a bit then sighed as her search turned up nothing. Bracing herself on the bed she slipped out
and tried to adjust to the blurred surroundings.
She reached
for the dark spot on the nightstand and found her pistol. Now where was that vampire sleeping, it must
be at least nine o’clock if not later therefore the girl had to be resting
somewhere. Keeping one hand to the wall
she made her way silently out into the living room. She tried hard to focus on the couch.
Yes, there
she was, an oblong discoloured blur.
She didn’t clear the room as she normally would, knowing that it would
be fruitless anyway and walked toward the brown of the couch housing the oblong
blur she hoped would be Seras. Gripping
her pistol tightly she grabbed the back of an armchair and leaned toward the
sleeping figure, she could slightly make out a pillow-like shape covering what
she hoped to be the girl’s head.
“Sergeant,
wake up, I need your assistance,” she barked in an authoritarian voice. No answer.
She almost found herself worried for a moment about the lack of movement
then realized the girl was already dead and held back laughter at herself. She reached down to shake Seras firmly and
her hand caught something not so firm.
“Jesus in heaven, this is ridiculous,…” she breathed as she slid her
hand up to what she hoped was a shoulder and shook firmly.
Seras’s
eyes shot open at the moment she felt a hand at her breast. ‘My God, someone took my gun…’ was
her first thought. Then she heard a
very familiar voice saying something quite alarming. What was Integra doing?
Goose flesh began to pepper across her body. If her heart beat, iuld uld have sped up.
The hand
slid firmly up to her shoulder and shook her out of the stupor Integra’s
strange behaviour had put her in. She
instinctively grabbed Integra’s wrist.
Seras could hear her commanders surprised gasp and sensed a lingering
fear all around her, something must be wrong.
“Get up
idiot, and stop playing games,” Integra hissed as she jerked her hand
away. Seras sat up instantly and
observed her commander. She was a bit
dishevelled and lacking her glasses.
Her hair looked like it had been slept on wet. The overall effect made her question if this was even her
commander, who usually never had a hair out of place or wore anything remotely
colourful, and was never usually seen without her glasses.
to dream, the next one more blood-soaked then the last. With the sweet taste of virgin blood on her
lips she flew through a perfect night.
Draining human after human, all the while screaming in her mind no. No, she would never let her lustful side
take over. The side that had massacred
a hundred ghouls at the manor, the side that threatened to take her day after
day without blood to fill her need…
Then her
dreams turned to Alucard, naked and passionate. Feeding from him as he was feeding from her. Making love to her body and ing ing from her
spirit. This was bittersweet, her
master was using and manipulating her, but somehow she didn’t care.
In her
virgin dreams her mind played out the feeling of lustful sex, as she would
imagine it. Then her master was
laughing, laughing at her, lying on a cold stone floor. A dark figure appeared over her. A hand came to rest on her breast and it
was…
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Integra,
with a foreboding smile on her face.
“You will
feed, I will command you if I must.” she demanded as the hellish demon form of
Alucard loomed, ever laughing, a thousand red eyes laughing at her.
“You
could be severed from my dark intentions forever…”
Her
master’s words began to echo through her mind.
She was shaking. Her eyes shot
open. As if still gripped by her dream
a dark form was looming over her in the shadow, almost nose-to-nose she could
feel warm breath.
“Wake up
girl!”
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A/N: I have to warn
that 'character interludes' are what I'm all about, I'm sorry, the plot is
moving forward I promise. I have chapters waiting on proofreading but I
will meticulously nit-pick every sentence. I tend to enjoy a review based
on my plot and not my bad grammar. I
(hopefully) will remedy that on my end.
As a warning, this is going to be a naughty fic. Yes, I'm so
attracted to the kindly Sir I can't see straight (no pun intended) but I will
do my damnedest to keep the players IC and not tasteless.
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