A note from snowglobesareawesome:
Disclaimer: Hellsing is in no way a creation of my own. I do not own Seras, Integra, blah, blah, blah...but I do own Alucard's soul. ^.^
Oh, by the way: Some of you may be readers from a few months ago. Yes, this is the same general plot as my last story, but told differently. On with the short-but-sweet chapter one!
Chapter One:
Alucard the Cat
The moon cast an eerie blue glow on the sleeping world below. If you close you eyes, thought Seras, it almost feels like sunlight. But she would never see the sun again. Never, unless she was willing to die for that last glimpse.
Seras planted her heels in the grass and counted to three.
One…
Two…
THREE!
She bounded down the grassy hill as fast as her supernaturally-strong legs would propel her. The wind whipped her golden hair about her and a wide, toothy smile spread across her face. She'd never been able to run that fast. When she paused at the end of the grass and the beginning of the concrete, she realized with a laugh that she wasn't at all fatigued.
The walk back to Hellsing, however, was long.
Police Girl, why aren't you in your roomwhere I can find you? Alucard's rich and frustrated voice infiltrated her mind.
Have you lost me, Master? Seras thought with a chuckle.
She was getting used to his mind-invasions. They were less frequent once she decided that she didn't care if he listened in on her thoughts. It was becoming quite evident to Seras that Master only wanted to torment her. He was like a cat: once the mouse is unmoving, the cat loses interest. Seras pictured Alucard with pointy cat-ears and a little black nose. She giggled unrestrainedly.
Police Girl, these silly thoughts of yours. Go to your room immediately. There is something Integra wanted me to discuss with you.
Yes, sir!
Seras quite enjoyed being a vampire so far. There was even something to be said of her unusual relationship with Alucard. When he wasn't trying to embarrass her, she found it fun to picture him as a furry animal; a mewling kitten, for example, or a fuzzy bat. As she walked "home", the thought of a Bat-Alucard made her laugh hysterically the entire way. Alucard's disapproving growl didn't dissuade her fun.
She plodded into her room (she hated that boring old room) and sat on the bed. Alucard materialized through the wall, causing Seras to jerk in surprise. She never got used to that one.
"Seras," he muttered, nearly hissed. Before the kitten could pop up again, Alucard continued. "Integra is afraid that you are not developing properly, as a vampire." He picked up her blood-bag and empty bowl. "And I fear the same thing."
"Why, because I refuse to drink that wretched stuff?"
"That wretched stuff keeps you alive. Do not distract me, Police Girl. As a precaution, Sir Integra has ordered that you sleep in a coffin from now on."
""Wha-? A coffin? But that's so cliché, Master! And so…creepy."
"The inside will be dusted with the soil from the place of your birth. It will keep you running, until you comply and drink blood."
"Why, exactly, did you need to tell me all of this?" pouted Seras. They were taking her bed away? Pfft. "Why couldn't Walter have told me?"
"I wanted to speak with you, Police Girl. Can't a Master confer with his servant?"
"He really shouldn't…" she grumbled.
"One day, I will make you respect me, Seras Victoria."
With that he vanished from the room, leaving Seras to her silence.
But she did respect him. More than he could know, even if he read her thoughts.
Seras admired Alucard greatly. His calm, collected manner strongly contrasted her scattered, frantic way of doing things. Although, she pondered, I have seen him go a little nuts before, in a blood-lust.
But for Alucard it wasn't just blood that he craved so savagely. It was violence.
And there was something about that lust for violence that made Seras' teeth ache for the blood-bag on her nightstand.
I know, chapter one was a complete BORE, but there has to be some background on my Seras and my Alucard.
Let me say this now: I'm well aware that my characters aren't identical to those in the manga or episodes. I've created my own Hellsing, in my mind. Don't view the "inconsistencies" as inconsistencies. View them as my creative breathing room. ^.^ Have a nice night!