Hellsing Fan Fiction ❯ Hellsing Goes American ❯ Confessions ( Chapter 18 )
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By: ani_cat_candy 
Another bit of Alucard's past, fun in the confrence room, and a confession. WARNING: Alucard in pain
Anime/Manga: Hellsing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Psychological / Horror / Drama / Comedy / Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 02.14.2009 | Pages: 1 | Words: 4.2K | Visits: 233 | Status: Work In Progress
Another bit of Alucard's past, fun in the confrence room, and a confession. WARNING: Alucard in pain
Anime/Manga: Hellsing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Psychological / Horror / Drama / Comedy / Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 02.14.2009 | Pages: 1 | Words: 4.2K | Visits: 233 | Status: Work In Progress
Hellsing Goes American
Chapter 18: Confessions
Candy just couldn't sleep, she couldn't get those damn files off her mind.. What the hell was DRUG XZI-G594? And what were they trying to do with her? She sighed as the strong arms holding her tightened a bit, "What's wrong? You're thinking too much, Fluff Ball, and none of it is makeing sense." She snuggled into Alucards chest a bit more, taking in his yummy scent, "I just found some information in the hospital's database on why I was there so much when I was little.. Seems I was part of an experiment being run by the Vatican.. Did you know Father Anderson was related to me?" She pulled back a bit to look at him before he answered. "I overheard him say that your mother was his little sister, when he was talking with Walter after you ran off to my coffin.." "..and you didn't tell me.. why?" She proped her head up on her hand with her elbow sinking into the over-stuffed pillow, waiting patently for his reply. "He didn't want you to know.. not sure why.." He looked away and to the celing, "I'm sorry for not telling you.."
She sighed before leaning over and giving him a kiss, "It's okay.. What else did you hear from their conversation?" "You're not upset?" She smiled, "Not really.. More curious than anything.. So? Whad'dya hear?" She listend quietly as he told her the conversation, leaving out the stuff she already knew and the crap that really didn't matter to anyone except the Humans. "I do believe we will be having a nice little chat with the Priest when he comes back for a visit this Friday, don't you, Master?" Alucard's smile droped when he saw his master's face. He forgot again.. He wondered what his punishment would be this time.
Candy smiled mischeviously as she thought of a 'punishment' for her friend. She really didn't like the idea of being his 'Master'.. It just seemed wrong and she really didn't want to think about if the sex was something real or if he was just trying to make her happy because she was, well.. his master. She moved to sit on his stomach as she came to a decision. Damn him and his sexyness. He was sleeping in her bed naked.. Oh well...
He just laid there, waiting with his arms stretched out to the sides, his finger tips reaching about a foot from either side. She really looked like her right now.. The darkness takeing away most color so he could only see in warm colors and shades of grey*.. The vintage-looking nightgown is what really gave her the look with her dark hair down, still wavy from being in a braid, light skin and the playfull smirk on her full lips.. He was getting excited at the thought of what she might do to him as he waited, watching her eyes as she looked him over, rethinking her idea.
Nope, this was as good as her sleepy mind was going to come up with right now. She leaned over and nipped the tip of his nose, then his adams apple before kissing it then biting his neck, making him moan as she drank a bit. "You're lucky I'm too sleepy to think of anything better." She laid down on him as he chuckled softly. Sleep quickly took them both to their own little worlds, both filled with blood, cries of agony and pain, only one was a fantasy, the other a memory.
He tried desperately to pull away from the burning pain. He was so damn hungry and was drying up as he cooked in the sunlight. He would make Hellsing pay for this if it was the last thing he did. That son of a bitch! There was a reason vampires only came out at night, and this was it! He tried to pull at his chains again, but it was no use, he was far too week from that bastard's experiments and 'training'. His voice had gone out long ago from screaming in agony throughout the day. He turned hate-filled eyes toward the source of his misery, Abraham, just sitting there, enjoying the sunlight, a cool glass of lemonade in one hand and a book in the other. He didn't know how long he'd been chaned up there in the garden, but he was sure he wouldn't last much longer.. If there was a god out there, he'd strike him down this instant to put him out of his misery.. no.. more likely, he was up there laughing at him, enjoying the show this human was puting on for him. Then, finally, darkness took him from the pain.
A sharp pain in his stomach and the smell of blood brought him back to conciousness. He tried to pull himself across the cold stone floor toward the smell of blood, his vision blurry from being half asleep and half starved. He was almost there when he felt the chain around his neck pull taught. This was as far as he could go. He reached as far as he could for the bowel of blood, but it had been placed just out of reach, his fingertips just milimeters from the edge. God damn that human! The smell was driving him crazy, the fact that it was just out of reach only helped his sanity in it's attempt at escape. He gave up after a moment, his joints sore from stretching so damn much, then tried to knock himself back out by slamming his head against the floor several times as hard as he could. Just his luck, though, it only succeeded in giving him one hell of a headache. He groaned as he slumped back down to the floor in a haphazard heap of scrawny limbs as Abraham laughed his ass off at his new pet's antics. Oh, how he wished he could just die right now.
Aparently the damned human had given him an order and he was too out of it to notice before a searing pain shot through the markings on his hands and chest. His voice was still gone, though he tried to scream none the less. "Sit up, Slave!" He did as he was told, then the bowel of blood was kicked over to him, spilling all over the dirty stone floor. "Have a nice breakfast, you're going to need it." The sick bastard laughed as he left the room, leaving Alucard to lick the blood from the filthy floor if he wanted any.. he was too damn hungry to care about the dirt and grime as he quickly lapped up almost every last drop.. damn it.. the last drop was just out of reach... FUCK! He rested his head on his knees as he hugged his legs to himself, he was nothing but skin and bones, barely any muscle left for him to move, his hair a tangled mess of randome dingy colors. It would have been white if it weren't for the dirt, blood, and whatever else caked in it.
He knew if he fell back asleep he'd be punished, but his eyelids were just so damn heavy, and his body was yelling at him to sleep because 1; it was daytime and 2; he needed to conserve his strength so his body could try to heal.. His eyes shot open as another scorching bolt of pain went through the markings again. Damn it, he fell asleep. "Be grateful it's raining today, Slave, you get a short reprieve from your training in the sun. Now, come." He was grateful, he hated the sun with a passion, though not nearly as much as he hated the man he was now following to his usual torture chambers. It was he same every day, wake up, be injected with a mixture of garlic and mercury and some other randome chemical, then be beaten with a silver rod, made to do some demeaning task like play maid or babysitter to the basterd's little spawns, let out to cook, then beaten again before finally geting to sleep if he hadn't passed out before then..
Today, the sick bastard had a new toy to try out on him.. a whip with silver thread woven into it.. Joy. He was chained up by his wrists like he usually was for his beatings so he had to stand on the balls of his feet, making them cramp up and hurt like hell after a couple of minutes, then it started. He was expecting it to be similar to being hit with the thin silver rod, but it wasn't. He somehow managed to find his voice, though cracked and strained as the whip tore into his back. Over and over and over it riped the flesh from his bones, turning chips of his ribs and spine to dust when a piece of silver thread came in direct contact with it. After he could no longer feel his back, the whip moved lower, tearing away the skin and muscle from his ass and legs.
His eyes snaped open and he sat up quickly, looking around a moment in confusion before realizing it was just a memory. "Are you okay?" Candy was looking at him with worry writen all over her cute little face. "Yea.. just a bad dream.." He smiled and shuddered, remembering the pain and the bastard's sick laughter. He rested his head on her shoulder as she pulled him into a hug and petted his long, soft hair. She saw a bit of it just before she woke up to hear him wimpering in his sleep and begging for someone to make it stop. She remembered seeing a portrate of that sick fuck somewhere in the mansion.. "May I ask who that piece of shit was?" He burried his face into her neck, "Abraham Von Hellsing.. The bastard that made me this families' servent.." She deserved to know. He wanted her to know why he did things some times, why he had gone mad, why he cared so much for her..
"I'm so sorry.." She couldn't stop the tears that fell from her eyes as she held him tighter, wanting so badly to be able to erase those horible memories from his mind so he wouldn't have to suffer from them any more. He relaxed into her warm embrace, letting the sound of her steady heartbeat along with her scent calm him. "Don't be. You didn't do it, he did. Candy.." He sat up and wiped the tears from her cheeks, looking into her hazle eyes. It was strange, he seemed to be able to hold onto at least a little bit of his sanity when she was around.
The phone rang, making them both jump, then Alucard fell back onto the bed laughing. Candy picked up the phone, trying not to laugh with him, "Yea?..... Alright. Be there in a sec." She turned back to Alucard and gave him a kiss before getting up to get dressed. "Damn old farts from the Round Table Thing-y are here to bug the living crap out of me again.." she grumbled softly as she quickly threw on a random outfit, then turned to leave only to run into her friend's chest. She looked up at him, now fully clothed in his usual outfit, hat and all, then got an idea seeing him smiling down at her. She smiled back mischeviously, "Wanna' have some fun?" He read her mind to see what she was planning before they both took off to the confrence room laughing.
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Walter opend the door to the confrence room to let the gentlemen in only to be soaked the second he opend the door by a magically floating blob of water. The old men made a few snooty remarks as they made their way to their seats and Candy tried not to laugh at how pissed Walter looked. Everyone stoped and stared as the first man sat down. He quickly jumped up to find a woopy-coushion in his chair and Candy smiling inocently at him. They all checked their chairs discreatly before sitting down with some rather rude remarks about her childish behavior. One found himself on the floor as the shadows pulled his chair back just as he was sitting. Again, they all looked to Candy to see her looking far too inocent.
Things settled down after a moment and they began talking buisness. Walter served them tea.. Earl Grey.. Yuck! Candy heard her friend's sexy laughter in her mind before her tea turned thick and red. One of the men spit his tea out and stared at the buttler in horror, "What the bloody hell is wrong with you, serving us blood?" Candy burst out laughing as Walter and the other guests looked shocked as they checked to find their cups filled with the red liquid as well. "Master Alucard!" Walter figured out what had hapened rather quickly and glared at the monster when he steped from the shadows behind his giggling master, huge smile plastered on his face as always.
The old men were shocked to see the Hellsin's pet beast alowed in the same room as them, then more so when Candy calmed down and took a drink. Alucard laughed at the looks on their faces as he grabed a teacup from in front of one of the men, who flinched away when he came near, and went back to stand by his master as he drank it. "What? You weren't going to drink it were you?" he teased the man he took the cup from, making his Fluff Ball giggle again.
Walter bristled at the vampires rude behavior, "Just what do you think your doing?" "What do you mean?" "You know exactly what I mean!" Oh how he loved to piss off the old buttler. He took another sip of his 'tea', "You're no fun." All of the blood turned back to tea except his and Candy's as he went and stared at the portrates on the walls. They decided to try and ignore the monster after a moment and Walter brought in another cup of tea to replace the one Alucard had stolen. They all found it rather dificult to ignore the vampire, however, as they'd flinch or jump when he'd shift his weight or move to another painting. Candy was having hell because he wouln't stop makeing silly remarks about the paintings in her mind, making her randomly start laughing durring the conversation, makeing her look even more insaine.
After a bit, one of the men had enough and slamed his hands down onto the table, "This is insaine! You're insaine! Why, I wouldn't be surprised if the bloody rumors were indeed true!" Candy stoped laughing from her friend's latest remark on how the artist had to fix one painting because the lady in it was actually cross-eyed and he would have been hanged if he'd painted her that way. Alucard too stoped to look at the man with a bit of confusion, hidden behind his glasses as his Fluff Ball asked for the both of them, "What rumors?" "That you've been sleeping with that monster!" He pointed a shaking finger at Alucard, "And that you've been turned into one of them!"
Alucard waited with the rest of them for Candy's answer as she took a sip of her 'tea'. He was curious to know her answer. Would she deniy it or try to justify it? The thought of her makeing excuses for her actions or flat out deniying it left him with an ache where his dead black heart rested in his chest. She set the cup down with a sigh and looked back up to the man whom had acused her, a completely serious look on her face. "One: You do not call my friend a 'monster', he's just as much a person as you or I." She stoped short as she heard muffled laughter, one trying to hide it with a cough while another tried to hide it by clearing his throat. They all jumped when a loud, deep growel echoed throughout the room, everyone looking to Alucard. He looked around and put his hands up in a defenceive gesture, "Wasn't me."
Candy laughed, causing everyone to look back at her, "It's true?" "She really was turned?" "What the bloody hell?" "She's really become one of those monsters?" They all mumbled to themselves in shock and fear. Even Alucard looked a bit taken aback by it as his glasses slid down his nose a bit. She only laughed harder, ending up falling out of her chair, holding her stomach. After she settled down a bit she crawled back into her chair and finished off her cup of 'tea'. "I've always been able to do that*, is so much fun! And yea, the rumors are true, except for the one of me turning. I'm the same as I've always been..." She threw a glance at her friend before continuing, "Honestly, what girl would be crazy enough to say no to such sexiness?.. well.. Unless she's a stupid Brit, that is*." She laughed at the funny looks she was getting before she was pulled back and had her mouth attacked by her sexy friend, causing the old farts to gasp and crack some coments about how 'disgusting' and 'wrong' it was.
She moaned and tangled her hands in his hair as Alucard mapped out her mouth with his toung. They were giving the old farts quite a show, makeing out and gropeing at eachother, until one couldn't take any more and ran off to the restroom to throw up. "What's his problem?" Alucard asked with a knowing smile as Candy feined a concerned look, "I hope he's alright.." The conference ended very quickly as the men just couldn't stand to see or even think about a Human with a Vampire as they couldn't seem to keep from touching eachother. Mostly it was just Alucard resting a hand on her shoulder or petting her red hair.. She grabed his ass once, but that was as bad as it got until the last one left, then Alucard quickly phased them back to her room with a huge, perverted smile.
She found herself landing in her bed, her dress on the floor, amazingly still in one piece and a naked vampire on top of her, ravaging her jaw and throat with heated kisses and nips. She quickly wraped her legs around his sexy hips and ground up into him, silently beging him to take her. It was amazing how hot he could get her and how quickly he could do it. He laughed as he left a trail of saliva down her neck and between her breasts, "You have no idea how much it means to me.. the way you answered that Human about the rumors.. Thank you, Koi.." She looked into his gorgeous crimson eyes, breathing heavily, "It was nothing.." "It was something to me. You're the only person that's treated me as an equal sense.. Sense I was captured and made a servant.. That you didn't deniy it.. Our being together...." He trailed off, not knowing how to say what he was wanting to tell her. She moved a bit of hair from his eyes and cuped his face in her hand, giving him a warm smile.
"I honestly don't understand how anyone could treat someone like they were anything less than a person.. it dosn't matter if the person is Human or not.." "I wish more people thought that way." He captured her lips in a tender kiss, no toung, just a sweet kiss to show her he really apreciated her. "I love you, Candy." "I...." She looked away toward the glass doors leading out to the balcony. Something wasn't right. Alucard looked toward the doors, then back to Candy, "What is it? What's wrong?" She had a weird thing about noticeing small details. The curtians were completely closed when they left for the confrence room, now they were open a bit. Everything was as it was when they left and no one had any buisness in there unless to clean or streighten up. Something shined out the window. It was quick, like sunlight reflecting off of a small piece of glass as it shifted.
She pushed Alucard off of her and rolled off the side of the bed. Her head just cleared the edge of the matress when a bullet tore through the pillow. She spun to the foot of the bed before standing to make sure she was out of the line of fire. Alucard was gone, most likely gone after the shooter. She threw her dress back on and ran out onto the balcony, winceing slightly from the brightness before scanning the area for any sign of either Alucard or the shooter. None. She huffed in frustration before sudenly being grabed and yanked back into her room.
AN: Cliffy! Hope y'all enjoyed, sorry for the crappy spelling.. =^////^U=
Alucard: "I still say it's Walter."
Walter: "Why would I have any reason to try and kill my employer?"
Alucard: points to the scene in the confrence room
Walter: "good point.."
Seras: still trying to get over the torture scene/dream TT__TT
Cat: shakes her head and goes back to drawing Alucard (We'll post it as soon as it's finished <3 )
*There are two main types of cells in the retina of the eyes, cone cells and rod cells (so named due to their shape). The cone cells pick up color and 'turn off' when there is less light so there's more energy going to the rod cells, which pick up light. Because the cone cells 'turn off' in low light, our 'night vision' is actually in nothing more than tones of grey. At diferent stages of darkness, the cone cells are given a diferent amout of energy. It takes more energy for the cone cells to pick up cool colors (green to blue) than it does for warm colors (red to yellow). This basicaly means that in low light one would find it easiest to see red and hardest to see blue or purple. If you don't want to screw up your night vision after your eyes have adjusted, you should use a red light as any other color (especially white) will only take a split second to mess it up. This is why I think he'd be able to see warm colors in the dark, because his night vision is so good the cone cells would likely only turn down their energy use instead of cutting it off all together. Hell, it would probably be safe to assume that the rod cells would be the ones to shut off in the light instead of the cone cells doing anything no matter the amount of light. Although you need at least some light in order to see anything, because what we see isn't the object itself, but the light reflecting off the object. Did you know it takes a full 30 minutes for the average Human eye to completely adjust to darkness and only a couple of seconds to adjust to light? The eyes work in three stages: first they detect motion, then shape, and finally color. There are no cone cells outside the center of the retina, meaning our peripheral vision is also in tones of grey. There are little to no rod cells in the center of the retina, so to see something more clearly in the dark, don't look streight at it. Try looking slightly off to one side or above or below it. Isn't it interesting how the body works?
*Yes we can do that IRL -the groweling thing... we can also sound just like a cat, meowing, purring, groweling and hissing, thus the nick-name, Cat.
*No offence, with the stupid Brit comment.. she's just trying to piss off the old farts.
Alucard: "R&R please... and a tip from Cat for those who wish to improve their artwork: Pay attention to the way the light reflects off objects. Because, as she stated above, we don't see the object itself, only the light being reflected off of it. So try observing how light and shadows play with objects of different shape, texture and material and it'll help greatly with your art." hides note cards behind his back ^________^
Chapter 18: Confessions
Candy just couldn't sleep, she couldn't get those damn files off her mind.. What the hell was DRUG XZI-G594? And what were they trying to do with her? She sighed as the strong arms holding her tightened a bit, "What's wrong? You're thinking too much, Fluff Ball, and none of it is makeing sense." She snuggled into Alucards chest a bit more, taking in his yummy scent, "I just found some information in the hospital's database on why I was there so much when I was little.. Seems I was part of an experiment being run by the Vatican.. Did you know Father Anderson was related to me?" She pulled back a bit to look at him before he answered. "I overheard him say that your mother was his little sister, when he was talking with Walter after you ran off to my coffin.." "..and you didn't tell me.. why?" She proped her head up on her hand with her elbow sinking into the over-stuffed pillow, waiting patently for his reply. "He didn't want you to know.. not sure why.." He looked away and to the celing, "I'm sorry for not telling you.."
She sighed before leaning over and giving him a kiss, "It's okay.. What else did you hear from their conversation?" "You're not upset?" She smiled, "Not really.. More curious than anything.. So? Whad'dya hear?" She listend quietly as he told her the conversation, leaving out the stuff she already knew and the crap that really didn't matter to anyone except the Humans. "I do believe we will be having a nice little chat with the Priest when he comes back for a visit this Friday, don't you, Master?" Alucard's smile droped when he saw his master's face. He forgot again.. He wondered what his punishment would be this time.
Candy smiled mischeviously as she thought of a 'punishment' for her friend. She really didn't like the idea of being his 'Master'.. It just seemed wrong and she really didn't want to think about if the sex was something real or if he was just trying to make her happy because she was, well.. his master. She moved to sit on his stomach as she came to a decision. Damn him and his sexyness. He was sleeping in her bed naked.. Oh well...
He just laid there, waiting with his arms stretched out to the sides, his finger tips reaching about a foot from either side. She really looked like her right now.. The darkness takeing away most color so he could only see in warm colors and shades of grey*.. The vintage-looking nightgown is what really gave her the look with her dark hair down, still wavy from being in a braid, light skin and the playfull smirk on her full lips.. He was getting excited at the thought of what she might do to him as he waited, watching her eyes as she looked him over, rethinking her idea.
Nope, this was as good as her sleepy mind was going to come up with right now. She leaned over and nipped the tip of his nose, then his adams apple before kissing it then biting his neck, making him moan as she drank a bit. "You're lucky I'm too sleepy to think of anything better." She laid down on him as he chuckled softly. Sleep quickly took them both to their own little worlds, both filled with blood, cries of agony and pain, only one was a fantasy, the other a memory.
He tried desperately to pull away from the burning pain. He was so damn hungry and was drying up as he cooked in the sunlight. He would make Hellsing pay for this if it was the last thing he did. That son of a bitch! There was a reason vampires only came out at night, and this was it! He tried to pull at his chains again, but it was no use, he was far too week from that bastard's experiments and 'training'. His voice had gone out long ago from screaming in agony throughout the day. He turned hate-filled eyes toward the source of his misery, Abraham, just sitting there, enjoying the sunlight, a cool glass of lemonade in one hand and a book in the other. He didn't know how long he'd been chaned up there in the garden, but he was sure he wouldn't last much longer.. If there was a god out there, he'd strike him down this instant to put him out of his misery.. no.. more likely, he was up there laughing at him, enjoying the show this human was puting on for him. Then, finally, darkness took him from the pain.
A sharp pain in his stomach and the smell of blood brought him back to conciousness. He tried to pull himself across the cold stone floor toward the smell of blood, his vision blurry from being half asleep and half starved. He was almost there when he felt the chain around his neck pull taught. This was as far as he could go. He reached as far as he could for the bowel of blood, but it had been placed just out of reach, his fingertips just milimeters from the edge. God damn that human! The smell was driving him crazy, the fact that it was just out of reach only helped his sanity in it's attempt at escape. He gave up after a moment, his joints sore from stretching so damn much, then tried to knock himself back out by slamming his head against the floor several times as hard as he could. Just his luck, though, it only succeeded in giving him one hell of a headache. He groaned as he slumped back down to the floor in a haphazard heap of scrawny limbs as Abraham laughed his ass off at his new pet's antics. Oh, how he wished he could just die right now.
Aparently the damned human had given him an order and he was too out of it to notice before a searing pain shot through the markings on his hands and chest. His voice was still gone, though he tried to scream none the less. "Sit up, Slave!" He did as he was told, then the bowel of blood was kicked over to him, spilling all over the dirty stone floor. "Have a nice breakfast, you're going to need it." The sick bastard laughed as he left the room, leaving Alucard to lick the blood from the filthy floor if he wanted any.. he was too damn hungry to care about the dirt and grime as he quickly lapped up almost every last drop.. damn it.. the last drop was just out of reach... FUCK! He rested his head on his knees as he hugged his legs to himself, he was nothing but skin and bones, barely any muscle left for him to move, his hair a tangled mess of randome dingy colors. It would have been white if it weren't for the dirt, blood, and whatever else caked in it.
He knew if he fell back asleep he'd be punished, but his eyelids were just so damn heavy, and his body was yelling at him to sleep because 1; it was daytime and 2; he needed to conserve his strength so his body could try to heal.. His eyes shot open as another scorching bolt of pain went through the markings again. Damn it, he fell asleep. "Be grateful it's raining today, Slave, you get a short reprieve from your training in the sun. Now, come." He was grateful, he hated the sun with a passion, though not nearly as much as he hated the man he was now following to his usual torture chambers. It was he same every day, wake up, be injected with a mixture of garlic and mercury and some other randome chemical, then be beaten with a silver rod, made to do some demeaning task like play maid or babysitter to the basterd's little spawns, let out to cook, then beaten again before finally geting to sleep if he hadn't passed out before then..
Today, the sick bastard had a new toy to try out on him.. a whip with silver thread woven into it.. Joy. He was chained up by his wrists like he usually was for his beatings so he had to stand on the balls of his feet, making them cramp up and hurt like hell after a couple of minutes, then it started. He was expecting it to be similar to being hit with the thin silver rod, but it wasn't. He somehow managed to find his voice, though cracked and strained as the whip tore into his back. Over and over and over it riped the flesh from his bones, turning chips of his ribs and spine to dust when a piece of silver thread came in direct contact with it. After he could no longer feel his back, the whip moved lower, tearing away the skin and muscle from his ass and legs.
His eyes snaped open and he sat up quickly, looking around a moment in confusion before realizing it was just a memory. "Are you okay?" Candy was looking at him with worry writen all over her cute little face. "Yea.. just a bad dream.." He smiled and shuddered, remembering the pain and the bastard's sick laughter. He rested his head on her shoulder as she pulled him into a hug and petted his long, soft hair. She saw a bit of it just before she woke up to hear him wimpering in his sleep and begging for someone to make it stop. She remembered seeing a portrate of that sick fuck somewhere in the mansion.. "May I ask who that piece of shit was?" He burried his face into her neck, "Abraham Von Hellsing.. The bastard that made me this families' servent.." She deserved to know. He wanted her to know why he did things some times, why he had gone mad, why he cared so much for her..
"I'm so sorry.." She couldn't stop the tears that fell from her eyes as she held him tighter, wanting so badly to be able to erase those horible memories from his mind so he wouldn't have to suffer from them any more. He relaxed into her warm embrace, letting the sound of her steady heartbeat along with her scent calm him. "Don't be. You didn't do it, he did. Candy.." He sat up and wiped the tears from her cheeks, looking into her hazle eyes. It was strange, he seemed to be able to hold onto at least a little bit of his sanity when she was around.
The phone rang, making them both jump, then Alucard fell back onto the bed laughing. Candy picked up the phone, trying not to laugh with him, "Yea?..... Alright. Be there in a sec." She turned back to Alucard and gave him a kiss before getting up to get dressed. "Damn old farts from the Round Table Thing-y are here to bug the living crap out of me again.." she grumbled softly as she quickly threw on a random outfit, then turned to leave only to run into her friend's chest. She looked up at him, now fully clothed in his usual outfit, hat and all, then got an idea seeing him smiling down at her. She smiled back mischeviously, "Wanna' have some fun?" He read her mind to see what she was planning before they both took off to the confrence room laughing.
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Walter opend the door to the confrence room to let the gentlemen in only to be soaked the second he opend the door by a magically floating blob of water. The old men made a few snooty remarks as they made their way to their seats and Candy tried not to laugh at how pissed Walter looked. Everyone stoped and stared as the first man sat down. He quickly jumped up to find a woopy-coushion in his chair and Candy smiling inocently at him. They all checked their chairs discreatly before sitting down with some rather rude remarks about her childish behavior. One found himself on the floor as the shadows pulled his chair back just as he was sitting. Again, they all looked to Candy to see her looking far too inocent.
Things settled down after a moment and they began talking buisness. Walter served them tea.. Earl Grey.. Yuck! Candy heard her friend's sexy laughter in her mind before her tea turned thick and red. One of the men spit his tea out and stared at the buttler in horror, "What the bloody hell is wrong with you, serving us blood?" Candy burst out laughing as Walter and the other guests looked shocked as they checked to find their cups filled with the red liquid as well. "Master Alucard!" Walter figured out what had hapened rather quickly and glared at the monster when he steped from the shadows behind his giggling master, huge smile plastered on his face as always.
The old men were shocked to see the Hellsin's pet beast alowed in the same room as them, then more so when Candy calmed down and took a drink. Alucard laughed at the looks on their faces as he grabed a teacup from in front of one of the men, who flinched away when he came near, and went back to stand by his master as he drank it. "What? You weren't going to drink it were you?" he teased the man he took the cup from, making his Fluff Ball giggle again.
Walter bristled at the vampires rude behavior, "Just what do you think your doing?" "What do you mean?" "You know exactly what I mean!" Oh how he loved to piss off the old buttler. He took another sip of his 'tea', "You're no fun." All of the blood turned back to tea except his and Candy's as he went and stared at the portrates on the walls. They decided to try and ignore the monster after a moment and Walter brought in another cup of tea to replace the one Alucard had stolen. They all found it rather dificult to ignore the vampire, however, as they'd flinch or jump when he'd shift his weight or move to another painting. Candy was having hell because he wouln't stop makeing silly remarks about the paintings in her mind, making her randomly start laughing durring the conversation, makeing her look even more insaine.
After a bit, one of the men had enough and slamed his hands down onto the table, "This is insaine! You're insaine! Why, I wouldn't be surprised if the bloody rumors were indeed true!" Candy stoped laughing from her friend's latest remark on how the artist had to fix one painting because the lady in it was actually cross-eyed and he would have been hanged if he'd painted her that way. Alucard too stoped to look at the man with a bit of confusion, hidden behind his glasses as his Fluff Ball asked for the both of them, "What rumors?" "That you've been sleeping with that monster!" He pointed a shaking finger at Alucard, "And that you've been turned into one of them!"
Alucard waited with the rest of them for Candy's answer as she took a sip of her 'tea'. He was curious to know her answer. Would she deniy it or try to justify it? The thought of her makeing excuses for her actions or flat out deniying it left him with an ache where his dead black heart rested in his chest. She set the cup down with a sigh and looked back up to the man whom had acused her, a completely serious look on her face. "One: You do not call my friend a 'monster', he's just as much a person as you or I." She stoped short as she heard muffled laughter, one trying to hide it with a cough while another tried to hide it by clearing his throat. They all jumped when a loud, deep growel echoed throughout the room, everyone looking to Alucard. He looked around and put his hands up in a defenceive gesture, "Wasn't me."
Candy laughed, causing everyone to look back at her, "It's true?" "She really was turned?" "What the bloody hell?" "She's really become one of those monsters?" They all mumbled to themselves in shock and fear. Even Alucard looked a bit taken aback by it as his glasses slid down his nose a bit. She only laughed harder, ending up falling out of her chair, holding her stomach. After she settled down a bit she crawled back into her chair and finished off her cup of 'tea'. "I've always been able to do that*, is so much fun! And yea, the rumors are true, except for the one of me turning. I'm the same as I've always been..." She threw a glance at her friend before continuing, "Honestly, what girl would be crazy enough to say no to such sexiness?.. well.. Unless she's a stupid Brit, that is*." She laughed at the funny looks she was getting before she was pulled back and had her mouth attacked by her sexy friend, causing the old farts to gasp and crack some coments about how 'disgusting' and 'wrong' it was.
She moaned and tangled her hands in his hair as Alucard mapped out her mouth with his toung. They were giving the old farts quite a show, makeing out and gropeing at eachother, until one couldn't take any more and ran off to the restroom to throw up. "What's his problem?" Alucard asked with a knowing smile as Candy feined a concerned look, "I hope he's alright.." The conference ended very quickly as the men just couldn't stand to see or even think about a Human with a Vampire as they couldn't seem to keep from touching eachother. Mostly it was just Alucard resting a hand on her shoulder or petting her red hair.. She grabed his ass once, but that was as bad as it got until the last one left, then Alucard quickly phased them back to her room with a huge, perverted smile.
She found herself landing in her bed, her dress on the floor, amazingly still in one piece and a naked vampire on top of her, ravaging her jaw and throat with heated kisses and nips. She quickly wraped her legs around his sexy hips and ground up into him, silently beging him to take her. It was amazing how hot he could get her and how quickly he could do it. He laughed as he left a trail of saliva down her neck and between her breasts, "You have no idea how much it means to me.. the way you answered that Human about the rumors.. Thank you, Koi.." She looked into his gorgeous crimson eyes, breathing heavily, "It was nothing.." "It was something to me. You're the only person that's treated me as an equal sense.. Sense I was captured and made a servant.. That you didn't deniy it.. Our being together...." He trailed off, not knowing how to say what he was wanting to tell her. She moved a bit of hair from his eyes and cuped his face in her hand, giving him a warm smile.
"I honestly don't understand how anyone could treat someone like they were anything less than a person.. it dosn't matter if the person is Human or not.." "I wish more people thought that way." He captured her lips in a tender kiss, no toung, just a sweet kiss to show her he really apreciated her. "I love you, Candy." "I...." She looked away toward the glass doors leading out to the balcony. Something wasn't right. Alucard looked toward the doors, then back to Candy, "What is it? What's wrong?" She had a weird thing about noticeing small details. The curtians were completely closed when they left for the confrence room, now they were open a bit. Everything was as it was when they left and no one had any buisness in there unless to clean or streighten up. Something shined out the window. It was quick, like sunlight reflecting off of a small piece of glass as it shifted.
She pushed Alucard off of her and rolled off the side of the bed. Her head just cleared the edge of the matress when a bullet tore through the pillow. She spun to the foot of the bed before standing to make sure she was out of the line of fire. Alucard was gone, most likely gone after the shooter. She threw her dress back on and ran out onto the balcony, winceing slightly from the brightness before scanning the area for any sign of either Alucard or the shooter. None. She huffed in frustration before sudenly being grabed and yanked back into her room.
AN: Cliffy! Hope y'all enjoyed, sorry for the crappy spelling.. =^////^U=
Alucard: "I still say it's Walter."
Walter: "Why would I have any reason to try and kill my employer?"
Alucard: points to the scene in the confrence room
Walter: "good point.."
Seras: still trying to get over the torture scene/dream TT__TT
Cat: shakes her head and goes back to drawing Alucard (We'll post it as soon as it's finished <3 )
*There are two main types of cells in the retina of the eyes, cone cells and rod cells (so named due to their shape). The cone cells pick up color and 'turn off' when there is less light so there's more energy going to the rod cells, which pick up light. Because the cone cells 'turn off' in low light, our 'night vision' is actually in nothing more than tones of grey. At diferent stages of darkness, the cone cells are given a diferent amout of energy. It takes more energy for the cone cells to pick up cool colors (green to blue) than it does for warm colors (red to yellow). This basicaly means that in low light one would find it easiest to see red and hardest to see blue or purple. If you don't want to screw up your night vision after your eyes have adjusted, you should use a red light as any other color (especially white) will only take a split second to mess it up. This is why I think he'd be able to see warm colors in the dark, because his night vision is so good the cone cells would likely only turn down their energy use instead of cutting it off all together. Hell, it would probably be safe to assume that the rod cells would be the ones to shut off in the light instead of the cone cells doing anything no matter the amount of light. Although you need at least some light in order to see anything, because what we see isn't the object itself, but the light reflecting off the object. Did you know it takes a full 30 minutes for the average Human eye to completely adjust to darkness and only a couple of seconds to adjust to light? The eyes work in three stages: first they detect motion, then shape, and finally color. There are no cone cells outside the center of the retina, meaning our peripheral vision is also in tones of grey. There are little to no rod cells in the center of the retina, so to see something more clearly in the dark, don't look streight at it. Try looking slightly off to one side or above or below it. Isn't it interesting how the body works?
*Yes we can do that IRL -the groweling thing... we can also sound just like a cat, meowing, purring, groweling and hissing, thus the nick-name, Cat.
*No offence, with the stupid Brit comment.. she's just trying to piss off the old farts.
Alucard: "R&R please... and a tip from Cat for those who wish to improve their artwork: Pay attention to the way the light reflects off objects. Because, as she stated above, we don't see the object itself, only the light being reflected off of it. So try observing how light and shadows play with objects of different shape, texture and material and it'll help greatly with your art." hides note cards behind his back ^________^