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Title: Sending Over The Edge

Author: Alyndrya

Email: princessdestinydestinysgateway.com

URL: http://www.destinysgateway.com

Rating: NC 17+

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 realises 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 Organisation that leads to a disastrous
end and a series of rather sensual dreams, she realises 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 anuntiunting! To make things WORSE, Sir Integra
confines her to her quarters for a month as punishment...

Chapters: 9/?

Status: Unfinished

Year Completed: N/A

Comments: Hello everyone! Here is Chapter Nine as promised.
Once again Seras is thrown into chaos as her Master switches from seducer to
sadistic torturer. Will he send her insane first, will she beat him into a bloody
heap or will they end up in a more heated exchange? Who knows! This Fanfic is
going some unexpected places, but I'm sure having fun! ::Giggles::
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Author who read this message, please allow me to put your AS Fanfiction into the
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SENDING OVER THE EDGE

By Alyndrya

[ princessdestiny@destinysgateway.com
]

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Chapter Nine _________________________________________________________________________________
Day two was beginning to stretch out into hell for the young vampire as that evening's
events played out over and over in her mind. Master's hand on her bottom, caressing, his
parting words. Most of all, his behavior over the last few days. It was becoming clear to
her that he had some sort of twisted agenda in mind for her. And she hadn't been able to
get back to sleep after he left at ALL, so she'd just given up entirely! She scowled hard
at the wall and then took a running jump, fell down on one hand and threw her legs up onto
the wall. Balancing there on one arm, she grinned triumphantly.
"It worked!" she squealed girlishly. Score one for Seras! She was beginning
to test out her new vampire limitations and was starting to realize that her body was now
capable of a lot more than it had been as a human. She was a heck of a lot stronger and
more flexible for one! "I'm not tired at all," she said in wonder, bouncing up
and down on her arm on her whole body-weight. She quickly shifted to her other arm and did
the same andn fln flipped upright, landing nimbly onto her booted feet.
"Nice," she nodded, grinning toothily. Her arms crossed and she frowned again
as thoughts of her Master came back to her. What to do about him? His games had gone too
far that evening. He'd touched her in a COMPLETELY unacceptable way! She flushed, eyes
narrowing. And-and...she wasn't going to think about how turned on it had made her feel,
damn him! It just made Seras want to scream in frustration!
"He had no right to treat me like some toy of his. Some little
vampire...hussy," she glowered around her room, tempted to throw things. But then she
changed her mind because she knew just who would have to clean it all up. Her! She bit her
lip and sank onto the stone floor, thinking hard. Perhaps...perhaps Master had only been
playing as usual and she had read more into it than there had been? He'd only been joking
with her?
"Yes, that has to be it," Seras said with enormous relief. Her Master was
just playing! What had he said to her? She was far too easy to tease? The blonde vampire
groaned loudly in embarrassment, face going slowly red.
"And you fell for it, you idiot!" She berated herself. Master shoved and she
had crumbled! Seras covered her face with her hands and laughed, shoulders shaking. What
had she been so worried about for all these hours? "At least I got in a snappy
comeback," she snickered, remembering how she'd bolted out of bed and screamed abuse
after him. How he'd laughed too! "Seras, you idiot," she told herself, getting
to her feet and flopping face-down onto her bed. "You INVITE his taunting when you
act that dumb. It's like sticking a sign on your forehead saying 'tease me, I'm
easy!'" She nodded into the quilt.
"I wouldn't quite put it like THAT, Police girl, but it's close”
Alucard’s voice drawled from behind her.
Before Seras could more than gasp, a hand had grabbed her left leg under the knee and
dragged her from the bece-fce-first. She fell onto the stone floor hard, managing to brace
herself from instinct only. Growling in anger, she twisted in his grasp, but he refused to
let go of her. She glared up into his amused eyes, dangling ungracefully above the floo/p> /p>
"Just what the HELL are you doing, Master?!" She shouted at him in astonished
anger, resting on elb elbows, the foot of her other leg brace on the floor to boost her
up. He was holding her at such an uncomfortable angle that she was half-turned in mid-air.
Alucard's smile turned malicious and he yanked on her leg, pulling her up effortlessly
till her waist was on level with his face and then he stared at her flabbergasted
expression. "Someone was getting a little full of herself, hmm?" He said
silkily, bending over from the waist so that his face was upside down the same as hers.
Seras glared at him in frustration. He was ENJOYING this humiliation, damn it!
"I'm going to kill you when you put me down!" She yelled at him, struggling to
get her leg free.
He bared his teeth at her, eyes glinting evilly. "Just who do you think you're
talking to, Police Girl?" He reminded her softly.
"MA-STER!" She wailed, covering her face in her hands so that she wouldn't
have to see his smug expression. That she would ever have seen the day he'd dangle her
upside down like a side of beef for his amusement! It was just mortifying beyond belief!
"Put me down you FUCKING BASTARD!" She screamed at him, flopping around like a
madwoman, arms and legs flailing wildly. Something suddenly snapped in her leg and she
cried out, fists flailing at his chest and face from the pain of it. She tried desperately
to ignore the agony in her limb as his fingers tightened like a steel band, furthering her
agony. After a minute or so she stopped dead as she realized that it was futile and opened
her eyes, staring into his face with all the torment of a wounded animal. His face was
still upside down, hair dangling and looking at her with raised brows. It was the mocking
and cruel, sardonic amusement that was her undoing.
"Is that the best you can DO?" Alucard sneered at her.
Seras abruptly saw red. Her fangs bit through her bottom lip and as she tasted the
blood, her eyes flashed into fire and her right leg swung up sharply, boot connecting with
the side of his head hard. Something cracked and she heard him grunt, her leg coming free
from his punishing grip. The blonde fell and twisted at the same time, landing in a crouch
like a cat. But then she was uain ain and rushing at him with a snarl, her fangs flashing.
All she could think about was revenge. She barely felt the pain in her leg as she threw
herself at his body. She saw him straighten up faster than she ever thought possible and
then she was slamming into him. Her fingers felt strange as she grabbed onto his chest and
then they were crashing into the floor, sliding along the cold stones, her hands buried
grasping his vest. They hit the wall and her head connected with his chin and then they
were finally still.
"It seems that once again, I underestimated you, Police Girl” Alucard said
from above her head almost conversationally.
The blonde blinked as she came to herself, all of her rage disappearing. She was lying
on top of her Master in the corner of her bedroom where she had practically tackled him!
What had she been thinking, attacking her Master that way? Seras groaned as her leg
suddenly screamed at her in pain; a familiar ache. "I think you broke my leg,
Master," she told him, half-accusing and half-resigned. Why was it she wasn't all
that surprised?
"I know that I DID,” came the cool reply.
A chuckle came from under her cheek and she raised her eyes to meet his smirking red
ones, so close to her own. She blinked at the pleased look she saw also in the amused
depths. It also occurred to her at the same time that she prespressed to every inch of her
master's long frame, face very close to his. She blushed slowly and his eyes flashed in
response when she licked her lips nervously. Damn him, he didn't miss a thing! Even in
such a situation, he knew what she was thinking. She scowled, letting anger take over.
"What's so funny about breaking my leg? You're mean as hell!" She burst out,
starting to rise. She was startled when he chuckled even louder and looked down. She
followed his gaze and her eyes widened in horror. Her fingers were buried INTO his vest!
And it was ripped to shreds!
"WHAT?!" she screeched, rolling onto the side with her unbroken leg and
pulling her fingers out of his vest-out of his SKIN. To her horror, long black claws came
out, dripping blood. His blood.
"Oh my god, Master. I'm so sorry,” she gasped, eyes shooting to his in shock.
But his expression gave her pause. Oh lord, she'd stuck her claws into his chest, ripped
him up and made him bleed and he was...PLEASED with her tenacity? Even before he opened
his mouth, she knew it was true just from the way his eyes narrowed on her with
displeasure at her distressed tone.
"Don't be so pathetic, Police Girl," he growled at her, dipping a hand into
the deep gashes they could both see through the slits in his vest and shirt and bringing
out fingers covered in blood. He took the fingers to his mouth and sucked on them, closing
his eyes for a moment as if it were the most tantalizing thing he had tasted in a long
time. Like the expression he got when he licked the blood from her. "Mmm," He
purred. His eyes opened so suddenly and stared directly at her with a heated look that her
breath was taken away. "Want a taste?" He asked her silkily.
Heat pooled in her stomach at that look and she didn't understand it. The combination
of his eyes and the blood she could smell coming from him was overwhelming her. Seras had
been smelling it the whole time, but she hadn't been aware that it had been affecting her.
Now, she knew why her teeth were aching! Good god, was it his blood that was having this
effect on her? Why had it never done this before? He'd bled around her more than once...
Was it because he'd been making her drink blood, so her vampiric instincts had been coming
out? Her red eyes widened. "N-no,” she stammered, looking away. Was he serious?
Seras swallowed and looked down at her hands. She still had claws! How did she get rid of
them? She started to panic. Oh god, she'd attacked her Master! As she looked at the blood
on her hands, her eyes darkened and her teeth began to ache more. She licked her lips.
She...she wanted to taste that blood. She wanted...
"Are you still too much the coward to taste my blood, Police Girl?" He asked
her, voice dark and rough. His eyes burned into hers, drawing her in.
"No!" She moaned at him helplessly. "I...I can't. I don't drink blood,
Master,” But she knew she was weakening. Seras shakily brought a clawed finger to her
face and stared at it for a long moment, absently admiring the way the red trailed down
the stark whiteness of her skin. She had to taste it. She NEEDED to. And then she was
bringing it to her mouth, eyes locking on his.
["Do it now!] Alucard's pupils shrank as her tongue slipped out and tentatively
licked along her finger. "Yeeees," he hissed in triumph.
But Seras could no longer hear him. Her world had abruptly exploded into in a multitude
of emotions and feelings and taste sensations. Darkness, blood, desire...it overwhelmed
her and she blacked out.

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Hands were moving over her body. Seras felt them sweep smoothly down her legs, her
stomach and her thighs and then cup her breasts. She sighed and arched into the touch. She
felt as if she was dreaming, but she couldn't see anything. Couldn't hear anything. She
didn't know if her eyes were opened or closed. All she could do was...feel. Then there
were lips at her throat, burning a trail down. Fingers deftly undid the buttons at her
collar and down her chest, warm breath and cool air wafted over her skin. The lips moved
down to the swell of her breast and she moaned, pressing herself into a hot, demanding
mouth. Fangs grazed her, making the sensation even more erotic. A darkness seemed to
surround her, wrapping in its embrace. Her blood seemed to burn strangely and a whispering
filled her mind as something familiar brushed against it. She would have moved, but her
limbs seemed not to have a mind of their own... A sharp pain dug in near her nipple and
she cried out in mingled pain and pleasure, feeling her blood being drawn. It felt so
right, so wonderful and she felt as if her body were melting, but at the same time on
fire. And then the lips were gone and blackness rushed in again as she lost consciousness.

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Seras came around slowly, her eyes opening to soft candle-light. She didn't know what
was going on for a long moment and then she realized that she was lying on her bed, flat
on her back. Something at the corner of her eye caught her attention and she turned her
head slightly, getting a shock when she saw her Master lying beside her, head propped up
on one elbow and watching her. Her eyes met his and she blinked at the look of devilish
humor there.
"Sweet dreams?" He suggested softly.
She blushed as she remembered just what sensations she had felt in her 'dreams' and
hoped to hell she hadn't made any noises or something and embarrassed herself.
"Er-dreams?" She said, eyes averted. She turned her back on him and wished
that he would go away and leave her alone. Everything was coming back to her and she was
remembering how she had attacked him; tasted his blood... "My leg," she abruptly
realized that she had no pain in it. She quickly felt down it's length, but it seemed to
be fine. Her eyes widened in amazement. How was it possible? And at least her claws were
gone, though her gloves were shredded at the fingers. Damn. He seemed to have licked all
of his blood from her hands too. She shivered despite herself, the thought sending a wave
of pleasure through her. As if in response, she felt the form behind her stiffen. Seras'
eyes widened and her heart sped up slightly.
["My blood is very powerful. Your leg healed in seconds"] His mind murmured
into hers, his fingers brushing over her leg lightly and touching her hand. When she
flinched away from him, he laughed low in his throat.
Did he have to invade her personal space this way? Seras paled as she abruptly
remembered tasting her Master's blood. Oh god, she'd given in and tasted blood. She stared
at the far wall. How could she have done that? It was almost as bad as drinking a
blood-pack! What if she decided she liked the taste of blood and started drinking it on a
regular basis? It....must have been so powerful too. She'd blacked out after only the
smallest amount had touched her tongue. She's tasted so little and it had totally
overwhelmed her. Did Master seriously expect her to drink a large amount and become a
vampire in her own right some day?! It would probably KILL her, if today was any
indication. The blonde was suddenly overcome with a sense of just how powerful a vampire
her Master really was. Could she really hope to oppose him if he wanted to play games with
her?
Alucard leant over her, forcing her onto her back again, an arm resting on the bed next
to her hip and his body pressing into whole her right side so that she was trapped there.
He took a hold of her chin in his other gloved hand and turned her face up to his, eyes
narrowing on her face. "Are you moping?" He demanded softly. "I won't
tolerate that, Police Girl. You just showed much promise in your actions. Don't disappoint
me." He went on warning, eyes glittering with a restless energy that was frightening
in its intensity.
However, Seras had had enough of her Master for one night and only wanted him far away
from her! "Then go and bug, Sir Integra! I didn't do it for you! It just
happened," She retorted, gritting her teeth and glaring at him. She tried to wrench
her chin free, but he wouldn't let her go. "Master,” she groaned. His presence
was overwhelming her! Seras needed time to think and he just wasn't giving it to her right
then. What exactly was he still doing in her room? She looked at him with a slight frown.
He must have moved her from the floor when she fainted, but why had he stayed?
"That's t,&qt," he said, smirking at her, face moving minutely closer. His
eyes widened in mock-surprise when she tried to shrink away. "Are you AFRAID of
me?"
"In your dreams!" Seras shouted angrily, eyes spitting anger.
"You want to talk about dreams?" He drawled, grinning in a rather predatory
way.
Seras looked at him warily as she realized he mentioned her 'dreams' far too many
times. Was he hinting at something? Her heart began to beat uncomfortably and she hoped he
couldn't feel it where his chest was pressed against hers. Maybe he could... His red eyes
were glittering so strangely and that smile of his was positively... She swallowed, eyes
trying unsuccessfully to look away from his. Why was it sometimes she felt like a deer
being hunted?
"No!" She said hastily, realizing what dangerous ground she was on. Talking
about her dreams would be a very BAD thing. Good god, if he knew of the erotic, vivid
things that she imagined men doing to her body. She flushed brightly and managed to wrench
her chin free, but was unable to pry his hand from about her waist. Master always touching
her was not helping her either. It might have just been Seras' imagination, but it seemed
to her that her dreams had become much more vivid since he had started his games with her.
"Master, let go," she said in frustration. What the hell did he WANT with her?
And why did he keep talking about dreams? She bit her lip in worry. Did he know something
about her dreams? Oh lord, she HOPED not!
"Another time perhaps," he smirked at her and then leant in slightly closer;
his nose teasingly brushed her cheek for a moment before he began to dematerialize.
"Was my blood to your liking, Police Girl?" Alucard breathed into her ear.
The sensation of his body becoming shadows about her form felt so weird that she a
a
little shriek. Seras had never actually FELT it on her skin as Master dematerialized
before! It was almost as if every part of him was caressing her all at once... she flushed
as it actually seemed to go THROUGH her clothing and brush against her warm skin for a few
bare seconds. But by the time she had absorbed the feeling, he was gone. She fell back
onto her quilt and stared around in a daze. Had his blood been to her liking? She licked
her lips, eyes darkening. Before she had blacked out, she remembered it...his blood...it
had been the most delicious thing she had ever tasted...

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"Walter?"
Seras' hesitant voice echoed back down the stairwell to her. She looked up the darkened
passage and listened hard, but could hear nothing. Leaning further out the door, but
careful not to break her word and leave the room, she decided to shout this time.
"WALTER!"
This timeanswanswer came, but not from whom she'd expected. "H-hello? Miss?"
A female voice called back, sounding frightened.
"Yes?" The vampire said eagerly. "Who are you?"
"I'm the house-maid Phillipa, Miss Victoria" The girl called back.
"Can you come down here?" Seras asked her, squinting up the stairs. She could
vaguely see the shadow of someone standing in the light from the top.
"No!" The maid squeaked in horror. "Mr. Walter isn't available right
now," the girl said with a little more bravely.
"Where is he?" The blonde said with annoyance. What an earth was wrong with
the maid? Oh...she sighed. That was right, they were all afraid of the big bad vampires.
Her and her Master.
"I'm not sure. Somewhere on the other side of the house," Phillipa said
uncertainly. "I have to go now."
"Wait a minute! Give him a message for me!" Seras shouted up, hanging off the
doorjamb. She frowned up the stairs fiercely, hoping the girl wouldn't take off before she
could relay her intent. "Please tell Walter to come to my room later-and to bring
some cards!"
"Are you going to bite him?" The maid squeaked in shock.
"I don't bite!" The vampire yelped. "And who the hell tells someone to
bring cards if they're going to BITE them?!" Was this girl an idiot or something? She
scowled.
"That's not what I heard!" The maid shouted back.
"WHAT?!" Seras yelled in shocked. "Oh, bloody hell! That's what's going
around the place?"
"One of the soldiers asked you on a date and you bit him!" The girl said
accusingly.
"Oh for the lord's sake!" The blonde bellowed. "I get sexually assaulted
during a fight and I'm the one who comes out looking bad? I clawed him, not BIT him!"
"He-he ASSAULTED you?" The maid squeaked in horror. "SEXUALLY?!"
"Yes, he did, the bastard. Squeezed my ass! Not to mention the several kisses he
tried to force on me in front of at least a hundred men!" Seras shouted up the
stairs, not caring who the hell heard. Maybe if the manor got the REAL story, her name
would be clear by the time she got out of there. Her damned soldiers had obviously
protected one of their own and given their Commander a bad name. Her teeth just ITCHED at
the thought of what she was going to do to them when she got out after her month of
confinement.
"Oh, Miss Victoria! I'm so dreadfully sorry! We've been spreading such terrible
rumors below-stairs about you behind Walter's back because of what your men have been
saying," The maid sounded so genuinely upset that Seras had no idea what to say.
&quoll..ll...er, if you could clear it up, I'd be grateful," she finally yelled,
blushing. Crap, just how bad a reputation DID she have in this house anyway?!
"Of co-"
"Seras Victoria!" Sir Integra's cool voice boomed down the stairs from above
somewhere. "As fascinating as the entire side of this manor finds your and the
house-maid's conversation, I find myself at a loss to know exactly why you've broken your
word and left your confinement."
"I'm still IN my room!" The petite vampire hollered indignantly up the
stairs, red eyes glaring upwards. She could just see the expression on Sir Integra's face
now as she leant over from the balcony above. Superior and cool as always. "My body
is still perfectly inside my prison, thank you!" She added smugly. She glanced down.
"No wait! I tell a lie, my head is outside the doorjamb!" She apologized,
yanking it back inside.
"Are you arguing semantics with me, Victoria?" The woman said, slightly
amused. "Get your head back into the room and stop gossiping. Phillipa, find Walter
for the vampire, for the love of god-AND her deck of cards and then bring me my tea,"
"Thank you!" Seras sing-songed, grinning like a mad-woman. Maybe Integra
wasn't all bad after all? She giggled as she shut the door.

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Two hours later, Walter turned up. But he wasn't alone.
Seras stared as two strange servants entered behind him, with a brush and pan, a broom
and a replacement mirror. They nodded at her politely and then proceeded to clean up the
mess she had left. The blonde watched in silence, Walter beside her. The two men finished
the job, rehung the mirror and left, closing the door behind them.
"Thank you," she murmured in embarrassment, grinned at her shiny new mirror.
At least now she could see if her hair was a mess again!
"You're quite welcome, Miss Victoria. Try not to break it again?" He returned
with amusement. The butler then turned to Seras and smiled, revealing what was in his own
hands. A pack of cards, a little silver thimble and...a blood pack.
Seras scowled suspiciously at the pack, trying not to look at the one she'd thrown into
the corner earlier that night. "What's that for?" She demanded.
"The forfeit." He said calmly, settling down at one side of the table. His
brows rose as he noticed the damage to the right side of her table and he glanced at her
blushing face.
"Don't ask," she said, sitting down on the other side. He continued to stare
at her and her breath hissed out. "Alright, it was Master," Seras growled,
leaning onto her elbows and taking the cards up. She slid them from the pack and began to
shuffle them. "He got me...irritated and I broke the table." Her blush got
redder at the partial lie. AGITATED was more like it. Flustered perhaps? She sighed. She
wasn't even sure what had happened exactly, so how could she tell Walter about it? NOT
that she wanted to describe to him what had been going on between her and Master. She
squirmed in her chair and looked at the Butler again, startled to see him looking at her
knowingly.
"What?" She demanded.
"He IS rather annoying to people," Walter said calmly, reaching out and
taking the cards from her hands. He patted the blood bag.
"Now, before we even start," He glanced into the corner to her discarded
blood-bag. "Don't think I haven't noticed you haven't been drinking lately, Miss
Victoria. Though Alucard has managed somehow to you you drink the previous two-" He
must have noticed her pale and then blush again because he paused before going on.
"So I propose that for every game I win, you drink-"
"NO!" The blonde burst out, glaring at him. "I won't drink!" She
slammed her gloved hand onto the table, almost bouncing the blood-pack right off of it.
"Master MADE me drink them and I won't DO it." Especially after having drunk
Master's blood. Oh god, the taste of him. She still remembered it. Seras' eyes glazed over
slightly and her teeth ached.
"-A thimble of blood." He went on calmly, unperturbed by her outburst.
She came back to earth abruptly. "Huh?" Seras' anger deflated as he held up
the tiny thimble. She stared at it and then him. "That thing?" She said
uncertainly. "It's hardly a...a-"
"About the amount that would fit in the top of your finger," The man nodded
at her. He placed the silver thimble down and picked up the cards to shuffle them again.
"Now considering how large the blood-packs are and how long you will be in this room
over the next month, I am willing to play with you daily in exchange for this."
"That's blackmail, Walter!" Seras said, aghast. She was so disappointed in
him; she felt a bitter taste flood her mouth. Almost like he'd betrayed her.
Walter sighed and put out a hand, touching the top of hers. When she tried to jerk it
away, he grasped it gently, but firmly.
"Seras Victoria," he murmured. "I do not ENJOY seeing you waste away to
nothing. I do not like seeing you get paler by the day, getting weaker; a shell." He
paused, eyes meeting hers. "If you had been drinking like a normal vampire, Stevens
would have been no match for you."
She frowned at him. "Yes and I would have KILLED him." Red eyes narrowing,
she let him see her displeasure. "Or am I the only one who saw that?"
"I don't believe that and neither does Sir Integra," Walter hesitated
thoughtfully. "I don't believe Alucard did either."
Seras snorted. Master would have been pleased!
He saw her expression and shook his head. "Did he not stop you?" He reminded
her. "It was in his report."
The vampire paused, remembering. That was RIGHT. Master had stopped her. He'd spoken
into her mind, telling her to stop of or they'd kill her. He'd protected her from them.
She slowly relaxed, sinking back into her chair.
"You-you're right," she whispered, licking her lips. "No one wanted me
to kill. Not even Master." Although...she frowned again when she remembered his later
words. He had said, he would have been pleased if she had killed that man. So...she
groaned. Master HAD wanted to her kill him; he just hadn't wanted her to be CAUGHT! Damn
the man! He was a beast through and through alright!
"I see you realized how foolish that last comment was," Walter said dryly,
patting her hand and letting her go. "Alucard would be delighted to have his
fledgling kill, but he would not have you caught and destroyed."
"He's beyond a monster," She said darkly.
"That he is," the butler murmured.
"My ears are burning!" A voice gloated.
Seras jumped about a foot in her chair and almost shrieked as her master spoke directly
into her ear. Both she and Walter's heads jerked up and she saw the older man glance over
her shoulder in resignation.
"I should have known you'd hear your name spoken and come to investigate,"
Walter told him, smiling. He quickly dealt the cards between Seras and himself, then
paused and looked at her. "Do we have a deal?"
She hesitated and then stared at the thimble. It was such a small thing. And Walter was
so upset that she wasn't eating. What could it hurt? "Deal," Seras sighed.
"Speak the devil's name and he shall appear," Alucard said sardonically,
straightening from his crouched position behind Seras. He tapped her on the head and then
walked around to the empty seat on her right and sat down gracefully, putting his booted
feet up onto the table beside the blood. "Do my ears deceive me, Police Girl, or did
I just hear you agree to drink blood?" He said teasingly, eyes glinting at her
maniacally.
Seras frowned at him, and then nibbled on her bottom lip, startled when his eyes
followed her movement. Why was he always staring at her lips? She flushed slightly.
"Since you were listening in, Master, why repeat myself?" She said snidely.
She had no doubt now that Master had probably been listening to the entire conversation.
She frowned slightly as something occurred to her. Master had been there the other day too
when Walter had been patching her up. Watching silently from the wall, before
disappearing. Strange...
Walter smiled and picked up his cards. "She has a point there," he murmured.
"Poker will be fine for now, I believe, Miss Victoria. We'll move onto harder games
later," he explained.
Alucard chuckled at her comment. "If you think you can embarrass me, think
again," he advised her, lids lowering slightly. His smile became wicked. &qund ind if
I'd known you were this easy to blackmail, I'd have tried this...game for myself."
The blonde went bright red at his hint of 'games' and was very tempted to throw
something at him. He smirked at her as if in daring and she gritted her teeth. Damn it, he
was going to do his best to taunt her in front of Walter and see how far he could push
her, wasn't he?
"Don't you have something better to do, Master?" Seras said irritably,
burying her nose in her cards. "Bothering Sir Integra perhaps?" Damn, her hand
was a bad one. Walter was sure to win.
"I already did that," he chuckled in remembrance. "She rewarded me with
a paper-opener in the chest." He went on slyly. "She likes to hurt me ALMOST as
much as you do, Police Girl," He was obviously referring to the incident earlier that
evening.
Seras' cards jerked down and her eyes met his. Her Master was eyeher her with
positively evil amusement, head tilted to the side. She quickly looked to Walter, who was
staring from her to Alucard in interest. "I do not!" She growled, worried about
what the butler was thinking.
"Of course you do," Alucard said in a silky voice. "You'd just love to
blow me away, wouldn't you?" He toyed with one of his gloves. "Or would you
prefer to tie me up and whip me?"
"MASTER!" She howled. "I'm not into that kinky crap!" As soon as
she said it, her face went fire-engine red and she clapped her hands over her face, cards
fluttering onto the table.
Alucard roared with laughter, head thrown back.
W
Walter stared, mouth open.
"Oh my god! Someone kill me now!" The vampire girl moaned, putting her face
onto the table and covering her head with her arms. She couldn't believe her Master had
just utterly HUMILIATED her in front of Walter! Good god, how could she ever look him in
the face again?!
"Well," Walter said, coughing.
"Oh, Police Girl, that was priceless!" Master said, voice filled with unholy
mirth. ["I do so enjoy tormenting you,"] He murmured mentally.
Seras' head shot up and she glared at her master, red eyes burning. Her gloved hands
clenched. He was right; he DID enjoy tormenting her in every conceivable manner and if
she'd had her gun on her right then, she'd have unloaded a clip into his smirking face!
For a split second, she seriously considered whether she could move faster enough to grab
his own gun from his jacket and use it on him. But he hadn't seemed to have been wearing
it lately when he'd come to her room, she noticed. Maybe because he knew she'd TRY to do
just that to him! "Master, you're mean as hell, damn it! Get out!" She yelled
angrily.
"It was quite tasteless of him, in fact," Walter added with a slight smile.
She glared at him too and his smile widened. "You can BOTH get out," She
grumbled.
"Oh, play cards, Police Girl," her Master said, eyes maniacal. He leant
forward. "Unless you'd rather we skipped to our nightly session? We never quite-get
to them, do we?" He murmured satirically.
Seras gave him a baleful look. No, they never quite got to them, but that was entirely
HIS fault! So that was what he'd come back for? Her mind flashed back to their fight; her
taste of his blood and that strange dream she'd had. She shuddered involuntarily, not
knowing whether it was from fear of pleasure and noted his suddenly intent look as he
watched. She turned to Walter, picking up her cards.
"Let’s play," she said grimly, determined to put off Master as long as
possible. If she played till sun up, then she would bloody do it! Anything to not be alone
with him.

To Be Continued...

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The next Chapter will be out in two days. How much choas can happen over a
card game? Plenty!
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