DISCLAIMER: Hellsing belongs to Kouta Hirano.
But in the grey of the morning,
My mind becomes confused,
Between the dead and the sleeping,
And the road that I must choose.
-The Moody Blues, "Question"
~ In the Grey of the Morning ~
Her blood awakens him, but it is too late. The girl who should be his new master lies dying in his arms. Even if he could get her to a hospital while she is still alive, medical attention would be useless. The wound is something that no human could possibly live through.
He still wants to save her.
He should not even consider it.
She is still a child.
That's part of the reason he can't stand to let her life end like this.
She is old enough, he argues with himself internally. Old enough to reason. Old enough to not be completely consumed by the hunger.
She has so little time left, he can already see the light in her eyes beginning to fade. He's made his choice, yet still he pauses for the moment it takes to ask her if she wants this.
She nods.
With no further hesitation, his fangs sink into her neck.
He knows it is the wrong decision.
She is still a child.
No matter how many years she 'lives' after this, she will always be a child.
Once he slaughters her uncle and all of the other humans who supported this plot to murder the rightful heir, they will be forced to leave this place. The Round Table does not allow vampires of her kind to exist. They will surely be hunted to the ends of the earth.
He finishes draining her, and crystal-blue eyes blink up at him in confusion as he offers her his own blood in return.
The humans have been staring at the scene in stunned silence until this moment, but now her uncle orders the goons to shoot, to kill the vampires.
He leaves her side for only a moment to take out the human trash. Afterward he returns to kneel before her.
Red eyes blink up at him.
He does not regret his decision.
~oOo~
A/N: While this IS going to be a single continuous story told in chronological order, it is a series of oneshots which will vary in length, style, and tone. I would post them separately, but FFN doesn't have a series-linking function like AO3 does, and also I hate filling out captchas to post a new fic, so it's going in a collection here. (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧