Hellsing Fan Fiction ❯ Hellsing Goes American ❯ Why Are You In My Dreams? ( Chapter 9 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: ani_cat_candy 
Don't you just hate how dreams tend to slip away from us just after we wake? AND Fluff Ball's first kill!
Anime/Manga: Hellsing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Psychological / Horror / Drama / Comedy / Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 02.02.2009 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 285 | Status: Work In Progress
Don't you just hate how dreams tend to slip away from us just after we wake? AND Fluff Ball's first kill!
Anime/Manga: Hellsing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Psychological / Horror / Drama / Comedy / Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 02.02.2009 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 285 | Status: Work In Progress
Hellsing Goes American
Chapter 9: Why Are You In My Dreams?
Just who the hell did this bastard think he was? Wakeing her in the middle of the night..
She opend her knife and fingered the blade lovingly. It had a blade on each end, makeing it a kind of 'S' shape when opend. She smiled, she's never gotten to try this baby out yet.
She stoped in front of the office door and tried to compose herself. She was just so excited.
She could feel Alucard near by as she opend the door and entered the dark room. She was thankfull she had good night vision, better than average at least.
There were three of them. One sitting at her desk with his feet up, playing with a pen, one sitting on the corner of the desk, she looked like a slut and a half, and the last one was leaning against the wall next to the door she just came in.
She held the knife in a way that it was hidden mostly behind her arm, the blade that ran down by her fingers was hidden behind a fold in her nightgown.
"Well, well, look who decided to show up. It's the Hellsing whore." The slut on the desk laughed as the guy against the wall closed the door behind her.
"Not very smart, kid." He walked up behind her and grabed her by the shoulder, spinning her around.
She grabed the hand from her shoulder and twisted it with her thumb pushing into a major pressure point in the back of the hand. He quickly droped to one knee with a grunt of surprise/pain.
She kicked a leg around onto his back and pushed him all the way to the floor, spinning as she did so. She was now faceing the other two again, her right foot on the idiot's back, his left arm twisted into an unnatural position in her left hand and her right hand still hideing the knife.
She gave the two by the desk a sick smile then pulled his arm back just a bit.
She enjoyed the man's scream as she slowly aplied more pressure until a loud snap was heard, followed by a string of curses.
Alucard was impressed. The little fluff-ball didn't even look like she was trying when she broke the guy's arm, didn't even flinch when the sickening sound of breaking bones sounded throughout the dark room.
He waited in the shadows to see what would happen next.
She released the man's hand and let it drop limply to the floor, then just stood there, smiling, dareing the other two to try something.
After a moment, the man by her feet was able to get over the pain enough to try and fight her. He grabed her ankle with his right hand and tried to pull it out from under her. She quickly shifted her weight to her other leg and lowered herself streight down, letting him pull her other leg where he wanted.
As she went toward the ground, she pulled the knife out to the side and plunged it into his heart. She remaind in that strange position for a moment after he turned to dust, balancing on one leg that was tucked up beneath her, the other streight out at an angle, and her right hand grasping the knife out to the side where the bastard's heart had once been.
She enjoyed yoga. It helped her calm her mind and build the strength, flexability, and balance that she felt would some day come in handy.
The one behind the desk droped the pen he had been playing with, his jaw slack in surprise.
She pulled her right leg back underneath her and stood up slowly and smoothly, never takeing her eyes off the couple by her desk.
Alucard couldn't help laughing at the looks on the couple's faces, makeing them jump and look around nerviously for whomever had laughed.
This, of coarse, caused Cat to laugh as well, makeing the couple even more nervious.
The slut had enough and pulled out a gun, shooting a couple of rounds toward Cat.
The bullets never reached their destination, however, as a large man in a red coat and hat suddenly apeared infront of her, takeing the bullets himself.
Cat looked up at the guy infront of her.. Holy crap! That was the guy from her dreams!
He laughed as he heard his master's thoughts. Silly little Fluff-ball.
Cat jumped when she was rudely yanked out of her memories of her past few dreams by gunshots. A lot of them.
The man infront of her didn't even move as he shielded her from the spray of bullets, the only way to tell he wasn't a statue, from her point of view, was the blood and chunks of flesh that flew off of him.
After a few minutes the gunshots finally stoped and the man infront of her pulled out his own gun.
She shook her head and poped her ears to try to get the ringing to stop. The thick smell of gunpowder that hung in the room reminded her of when she used to go hunting with her Daddy when she was a child.
He gave the couple a wicked smile before pulling the trigger twice, instantly turning them to ash.
She was once again pulled from her thoughts as the hottie picked her up and began carrying her out of the office bridal-style.
She wraped her arms around his neck, closing her eyes and taking in his scent.. Dried blood, wine and gunpowder.. Now, who else smelled like...
"Alucard?... Have you been messing with my dreams sense I've been here?"
He laughed. Took her long enough.
"It's so much easier to get people to do things in their dreams. They don't worry about what others might think of them and just be themselves." 'And you are such a little whore.' He spoke into her mind.
"Call me a whore again and I will cut off your little friend down there and shove it down your throat." His back went rigid at that and he quickly shut his mouth.
AN: No we are not going to make the character do anything we cannot do IRL.
Alucard: "You can't do that." points to the part of the chapter with the weird position
Cat: "Wanna' bet?" holds up a $20
Alucard: digs some money out of his pocket "You're on."
Cat: goes into a similar position, but with foot resting atop the thigh instead of sticking streight out
Alucard: 0_o "Damn." hands over the money
Cat: "YES! Now I can buy that pretty kimono!" loses balance in excitement and falls on butt
Alucard: ROFLMAO!
Cat: "For every review we get, Alucard pays us $20! So R&R please!"
Alucard: "Sense when?!?!?!"
Cat: =^_____^=V
Chapter 9: Why Are You In My Dreams?
Just who the hell did this bastard think he was? Wakeing her in the middle of the night..
She opend her knife and fingered the blade lovingly. It had a blade on each end, makeing it a kind of 'S' shape when opend. She smiled, she's never gotten to try this baby out yet.
She stoped in front of the office door and tried to compose herself. She was just so excited.
She could feel Alucard near by as she opend the door and entered the dark room. She was thankfull she had good night vision, better than average at least.
There were three of them. One sitting at her desk with his feet up, playing with a pen, one sitting on the corner of the desk, she looked like a slut and a half, and the last one was leaning against the wall next to the door she just came in.
She held the knife in a way that it was hidden mostly behind her arm, the blade that ran down by her fingers was hidden behind a fold in her nightgown.
"Well, well, look who decided to show up. It's the Hellsing whore." The slut on the desk laughed as the guy against the wall closed the door behind her.
"Not very smart, kid." He walked up behind her and grabed her by the shoulder, spinning her around.
She grabed the hand from her shoulder and twisted it with her thumb pushing into a major pressure point in the back of the hand. He quickly droped to one knee with a grunt of surprise/pain.
She kicked a leg around onto his back and pushed him all the way to the floor, spinning as she did so. She was now faceing the other two again, her right foot on the idiot's back, his left arm twisted into an unnatural position in her left hand and her right hand still hideing the knife.
She gave the two by the desk a sick smile then pulled his arm back just a bit.
She enjoyed the man's scream as she slowly aplied more pressure until a loud snap was heard, followed by a string of curses.
Alucard was impressed. The little fluff-ball didn't even look like she was trying when she broke the guy's arm, didn't even flinch when the sickening sound of breaking bones sounded throughout the dark room.
He waited in the shadows to see what would happen next.
She released the man's hand and let it drop limply to the floor, then just stood there, smiling, dareing the other two to try something.
After a moment, the man by her feet was able to get over the pain enough to try and fight her. He grabed her ankle with his right hand and tried to pull it out from under her. She quickly shifted her weight to her other leg and lowered herself streight down, letting him pull her other leg where he wanted.
As she went toward the ground, she pulled the knife out to the side and plunged it into his heart. She remaind in that strange position for a moment after he turned to dust, balancing on one leg that was tucked up beneath her, the other streight out at an angle, and her right hand grasping the knife out to the side where the bastard's heart had once been.
She enjoyed yoga. It helped her calm her mind and build the strength, flexability, and balance that she felt would some day come in handy.
The one behind the desk droped the pen he had been playing with, his jaw slack in surprise.
She pulled her right leg back underneath her and stood up slowly and smoothly, never takeing her eyes off the couple by her desk.
Alucard couldn't help laughing at the looks on the couple's faces, makeing them jump and look around nerviously for whomever had laughed.
This, of coarse, caused Cat to laugh as well, makeing the couple even more nervious.
The slut had enough and pulled out a gun, shooting a couple of rounds toward Cat.
The bullets never reached their destination, however, as a large man in a red coat and hat suddenly apeared infront of her, takeing the bullets himself.
Cat looked up at the guy infront of her.. Holy crap! That was the guy from her dreams!
He laughed as he heard his master's thoughts. Silly little Fluff-ball.
Cat jumped when she was rudely yanked out of her memories of her past few dreams by gunshots. A lot of them.
The man infront of her didn't even move as he shielded her from the spray of bullets, the only way to tell he wasn't a statue, from her point of view, was the blood and chunks of flesh that flew off of him.
After a few minutes the gunshots finally stoped and the man infront of her pulled out his own gun.
She shook her head and poped her ears to try to get the ringing to stop. The thick smell of gunpowder that hung in the room reminded her of when she used to go hunting with her Daddy when she was a child.
He gave the couple a wicked smile before pulling the trigger twice, instantly turning them to ash.
She was once again pulled from her thoughts as the hottie picked her up and began carrying her out of the office bridal-style.
She wraped her arms around his neck, closing her eyes and taking in his scent.. Dried blood, wine and gunpowder.. Now, who else smelled like...
"Alucard?... Have you been messing with my dreams sense I've been here?"
He laughed. Took her long enough.
"It's so much easier to get people to do things in their dreams. They don't worry about what others might think of them and just be themselves." 'And you are such a little whore.' He spoke into her mind.
"Call me a whore again and I will cut off your little friend down there and shove it down your throat." His back went rigid at that and he quickly shut his mouth.
AN: No we are not going to make the character do anything we cannot do IRL.
Alucard: "You can't do that." points to the part of the chapter with the weird position
Cat: "Wanna' bet?" holds up a $20
Alucard: digs some money out of his pocket "You're on."
Cat: goes into a similar position, but with foot resting atop the thigh instead of sticking streight out
Alucard: 0_o "Damn." hands over the money
Cat: "YES! Now I can buy that pretty kimono!" loses balance in excitement and falls on butt
Alucard: ROFLMAO!
Cat: "For every review we get, Alucard pays us $20! So R&R please!"
Alucard: "Sense when?!?!?!"
Cat: =^_____^=V