Hellsing Fan Fiction ❯ Hellsing Goes American ❯ Headaches Suck ( Chapter 19 )
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By: ani_cat_candy 
Information is found on Cat's past that is intertwined with Alucard's. WARNING: lemon
Anime/Manga: Hellsing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Psychological / Horror / Drama / Comedy / Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 02.16.2009 | Pages: 2 | Words: 4.2K | Visits: 231 | Status: Work In Progress
Information is found on Cat's past that is intertwined with Alucard's. WARNING: lemon
Anime/Manga: Hellsing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Psychological / Horror / Drama / Comedy / Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 02.16.2009 | Pages: 2 | Words: 4.2K | Visits: 231 | Status: Work In Progress
Hellsing Goes American
Chapter 19: Headaches Suck
She huffed in frustration before sudenly being grabed and pulled back into her room.. "You shouldn't be out there. It's dangerous." Alucard closed the curtains with a sigh before turning back to his Fluff Ball to give her a hug. "Are you alright? Are you hurt anywhere?" He didn't smell blood, but that didn't mean she didn't get hurt rolling off the bed or something. She smiled as he checked her over, "I'm fine, thank you..." He pulled her into a hug, "I'm sorry, the bastard was gone before I could even get a look at him..." She noded into his shirt, "I'm scared.. Who do you think would do this?"
Seras decided then to come running in without bothering to knock, folowed closely by Walter, "We heard a gunshot.." "Is everything alright?" They blurted out together as they tried to catch their breath. "The only casualties are the pillow and the door, thankfuly." Alucard ran his fingers through his Fluff Ball's hair in a soothing gesture as she tightend her grip around his waist "Come on, Fluff Ball. You can stay in my room.." He picked her up easily before phaseing them to his room where he helped her into his coffin with him. She snuggled up as close as she could to her friend, her mind reeling. That was the second time her instincts have saved her ass within just the past few days. She really didn't want to bother Alucard by asking to stay in his coffin with him everyday, but this was the only place she felt safe.
He sighed, "Don't worry, Love. You aren't bothering me at all. I actually prefer having you here where I know you're safe." He gave her a small kiss, "Now, get some sleep. I won't let anything happen to you, my Master." She was about to say something about the 'master' bit, but stoped as she noticed a strange look in his eyes, like he wasn't all there. She'd heard people say he was insaine, but she'd yet to see as much until now. She closed her eyes and relaxed. She was safe with him, even if he was a few cards short of a full deck.
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Alucard sliped out of his coffin a couple of hours after his Master fell asleep and was wandering around the Hellsing Manor. He spent some time following some of the soldiers around, then some of the other staff, spooking them when he'd start to get boared, whispering things in their minds, moveing things while hidden in the shadows. He was currently walking around on the roof, the sun was really bright today but his hat kept his face from getting any direct light. He stoped and looked down at his feet when he heard a metallic sound bounceing down and off the roof.
He phased down to the garden just in time to catch whatever he'd acedentally kicked off the roof. It was the caseing from a .308 NATO*, the ammo used by Hellsing snipers. So, whoever was trying to kill his Fluff Ball was useing Hellsing arms.. He was going to make someone pay for this. She was his, and he'll be damnd if he let anyone take her away from him. He turned to see a maid run back inside, he'd scared her when he suddenly appeared, then groweld at the thought of losing his friend.. At least Candy didn't mind him scaring the staff. He shivered and laughed, remembering how some of his previous masters used to react to his games. He put the bullet caseing in a pocket in his coat before heading back inside. The damn sun was starting to bug him, all bright and happy. He'd bet it wouldn't be so damn happy if someone were trying to kill the woman it loved! He groweld again as he turned back to glare at the sun before remembering that, unlike the moon, it was too fucking bright to look at. His eyes burned and he laughed at himself with his usual insane laughter.
Seras noticed her Master was back to his usual psychotic self today and sighed in releif. He was starting to worry her there, acting so normal for so long. She went back to the shooting range to help some new recruits with their aim as she listend to her Master's laughter fade away into the distance.
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All she could see was red. All she could hear was heart beats and blood pumping throughout people's bodies. She could smell the blood, and almost taste it as she tried to sit up. "Doctor! Come quick!" "Keep those restraints nice and tight! We don't want her getting loose!" "My God, what's happening?" "Hurry! Get the anesthetic over here! Put her down!" "The restraints aren't strong enough!" "OH GOD!" Voices swam around her as she struggled to get free. Finally, the restraints snaped and she bolted. She couldn't keep her balance as the room spun around her and she tumbled to the floor.
Where was she? What was going on? A man came into her field of vision and grabbed her roughly before claws tore through his face. Blood sprayed everywhere as screams echoed around her and the claws lashed out at another figure near by, tearing it to pieces. She looked down at herself to find she was in a hospital gown, covered in blood. Then she looked at her hands. No. Those weren't her hands, those were the claws that were tearing people apart. The room spun quickly and she found herself crouched down on the cold tile floor, two more figures comeing at her. She tried to fight, but two more figures joined in and they quickly over powered her, holding her down as another figure leaned in close with a large syringe.
Candy sat up with a gasp only to hit her head on the lid of the coffin. What a way to wake up. She'd had that same dream sence she was little, but now understood what it was about. It was one of the times the Vatican's experiments on her hadn't gone quite right and she'd gone berserk. It still confused her, however, that she had claws in the dream.. Her stomach started yelling at her and she sighed in anoyance, she really didn't want to get up.
"Alright! Alright! Shut the hell up, already!" She grouched at her stomach as she slid the coffin's lid back and climbed out. She wondered where Alucard had gone as she snaged the blood pack fom the ice bucket on the table and made her way up to her office. The sun was fairly low in the sky, she must have only slept three or four hours. The blood seemed to shut her stomach up quicker than normal food.. strange.. She went streight to her computer, eating her stolen 'breakfast' and started searching the internet for DRUG XZI-G594.. After a few hours she sat back and rubbed her eyes. She couldn't find crap and the bright computer screen against the almost nonexistant light of the office was torture on here eyes.
"Is everything alright, Miss?" She looked up to find Walter bringing in a tray of food for her and smiled at him. "Yea, just can't find some information I need.. Thanks." She took a sip of her tea, green, thankfully. "Perhaps I may be of some assistance? What is it my lady is looking for?" She looked up at the old buttler, no insanity games this time, "Experimental drug XZI-G594.. and No. ANF ANG: THE SHI - EXPERIMENT NO. 156-3..." She handed him the first page she'd printed off from the hospital's records on her and went back to nibbling on her dinner roll. He looked it over quickly, "I do believe I've seen something about this.. I'll let you know as soon as I find it, ma'am." "Thank you." He bowed his head slightly before taking his leave, noticing how tired she looked.. It seemed Alucard and Seras were the only ones acting normal today (normal for them anyways).
Alucard came in through a random wall not too long after Walter left to find his Fluff Ball with her head laying on the desk as she moaned in tired annoyance. He smiled and snuck up beside her, "~Ma~ster~" She turned her head just a bit to glare at him, "Please don't call me that." His smile only widened, he still had that weird look in his eyes. She sighed and sat up, "Ye~s?" She mirrored his silly smile before he swooped down to capture her lips in a heated kiss and moved them so he sat in her chair with her stradleing his lap. Why the hell'd he have to taste so damn good?
She moaned as something cool slid up her leg and under her skirt, easily sliping into her underwear. She figured it must have been one of his shadows as his hands were buisy elsewhere, holding her firmly to him as he went about re-exploring every milimeter of her mouth. She shivered and moaned into his mouth as the shadow began to slide over her sensitive bud, leaving a frozen felling over her moist skin. A hand slipped up and under her shirt to masage one of her small breasts as her hands tangled themselves in his silky hair. His hair, eyes and voice were what she found sexiest about him.. He moaned as she ground her hips into his, finding that, even through the shadow that was toying with her, she could feel how hard he was.
She heard a click and Alucard whispered quietly in her mind that he'd just locked the door. She smiled into their kiss, her hands sliding from his hair and over his chest, undoing the buttens of his shirt as she moved lower. She felt the shadow envelop her panties and dissapear with them as she reached the last button before the waist of his pants. She looked into his eyes as she tugged the shirt loose. No longer were his eyes a bright, crazed orange, but a deep, lust filled crimson. He'd come back to his senses as lust had taken hold and he watched to see what she'd do next.
After undoing the last couple of buttons, she smoothed her hands back up his stomach to his chest, then over his broad shoulders, pushing his shirt off as she went. His skin was so soft and seemed to be even whiter than before in the dim light of the office. No. It was lighter now. She didn't dwell on it long, however, as she kissed her way down his neck, enjoying the small noises he made as her hands made their way back to his pants to undo them. Once she'd pulled his length from the confines of his pants, she held onto his shoulders and impaled herself on him, hissing slightly at the feeling of being so full.
He smiled down at her as he helped her sink further onto him, his large hands almost reaching all the way around her hips. He laughed softly as he felt her shiver just after she'd slid all the way down to the base of his hard length and held her close. He let his shirt dissapear from where it hung around his elbows so he could move a bit easier and helped her as she started to slowly ride him. After a moment she started picking up speed with his help. She couldn't do it on her own, the mixture of pain and pleasure was too much for her to keep her mind on keeping herself moveing. Soon, they were both panting and moaning as they kissed eachother sensless, running their hands all over one another, grinding their hips together every time they slamed back into eachother, Alucard bucking his hips up off the chair as she bounced in his lap.
Walter waited patently outside the door as the moaning continued (he could only hear Alucard save for when there was a rare squeek from Candy), a stack of old leather-bound books in his hands. He jumped slightly as a loud growel came from within the office, then everything went quiet. So, she wasn't jokeing when she told the knights that that particular rumor was true. He shook his head with a sigh and waited for the door to unlock, steping inside quietly when it finally did and tried not to scrunch his nose at the smell that made it obvious as to what the'd just done. The old buttler quickly set the books down on the corner of the desk, picked up the tray from the meal he'd brought in earlier and left.
Alucard smiled at the old man's uneasiness of the situation as he held his love curled up comfortably in his lap. She'd been given back her underwear and he'd fixed his pants before unlocking the door. He closed his eyes and rested his head against the tall back of the chair, a look of contentment on his face that easily matched the one his Fluff Ball wore. She was sound asleep, completely wore out from their love makeing as he kissed the top of her head and started looking through some of the things she had on her desk. He read through the file she'd printed off, then went to look through the books walter had brought in, letting his shadows bring the items to him so he wouldn't wake his Fluff Ball.
Candy was startled awake by an angry growel. She looked up to find Alucard looking at a book, completely pissed. He looked at her and his expression changed immediately, "Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you, Master.." She ran a gentle hand over his cheek, "It's okay.. What are you looking at?" He sighed and tossed the book back onto the desk, "Just some books Walter brought in.. They're some of Abraham's journals.." He looked away, trying to get the memories to go away as she held him close and burried her face in his chest, still without a shirt. "He said he was going to bring by some information on the experiments that were done on me at the hospital... Are you alright?" She looked up as he petted her hair. "It's alright. You need to know what happend."
He gave her a pat on the butt before phaseing away from beneath her. She sat there a moment, confused, before starting to read the journals. The first one started not too long before a Jonathan Harker came to him with a request to kill the legendary Count Dracula because he was seduceing his wife, Mina, and was afraid for her life. He'd just escaped from Dracula's castle to find his wife's friend, Lucy Westenra, turned into a vampire, he suspected by the Count.
August 10, 1834
Just returned from London. I was called in to look at a young woman whom had been attacked just a few months prior by a wild dog. They should have called me in sooner! That was no wild dog but a vampire in disguise, I recognised the symptoms immediately. She was a friend to the couple who called on me for assistance and the husband, a Mr. Jonathan Harker, pulled me aside and informed me of a vampire whom has just moved to our country and was, he suspected, trying to seduce his wife. We've aranged for Seward, Holmwood, Morris and myself to meet at the Harker residence tomorow night as Morris is away at the present time. Mr. Harker has been fortunate enough to be able to keep his wife from leaving their home after dark for about a week now, so one more night should not hurt.
August 12, 1834
The vampire managed to escape us last night. The fool had actually come to the Harker residence to find the young lady. He is a very powerful vampire to be sure, but nothing we cannot take care of. On a happier note, XZI-G592 is working better than expected. We were hoping for it to help with the issue of the sunlight, but it seems to also give these creatures more strength. I am going to try adding a it more of the active ingredient to see what it will do. Hopefully, something interesting.
August 13, 1834
I've been hunting this monster for years and now we may finally have our chance to capture Dracula. What a glorious day that shall be! Unfortunately, Mrs. Harker has gone missing. I believe it to be the work of that beast. He knows I'm on his trail again and seems to be geting quite desparate. Never before have I known the Count to be so foolish as to continue to torment a woman when he knows we know he's playing with her. We shall have him soon, then I can begin my gratest experiment yet!
P.S. The modified XZI-G592 - XZI-G593 was a failure. It killed the subject instantly.. not even a bit of suffering on it's part. Hopefully we will have better luck with the next one.
August 15, 1834
I was so excited, I'd forgotten to write yesterday. Oh what a glorious day it was! We were finally able to capture the infamous Count Dracula! Unfortunately, we were unable to find Mrs. Harker although we had indeed seen her with the monster durring the chase. She will show up eventualy. She had been turned, after all. Ah! Everything is ready for the ceremony. After tonight, I will have a new servant and pet unlike any other.
August 16, 1834
It is too early to know if the ceremony was a success or not. We atended Morris's funeral this morning.. just a normal funeral for a dear frend. Steward and Holmwood are in the study, worrying themselves to death as to if the ceremony worked or not. I do wish they stop their insistant prattle for at least a few hours. I've just injected one subject with the latest XZI-G594, it didn't seem to do anything, but we will see. The Count is still unconcious from the ceremony.. it seemed quite painful on his part.. good. Because that monster deserves no mercy for his crimes. I wonder just how long he will survive our experiments.
September 1, 1834
Nothing new with the Count, he has yet to wake.. I'm begining to wonder if he is indeed dead this time. The subject I'd injected with XZI-G594 went berzerk today and displayed a grand increase in strength and speed. It killed several assistants and one doctor before being restrained properly. We are going to wait a few more days to see what else this drug will do to it. Also, GMV-5 has turned out to be a failure. While productive in the immunity to silver at first, after a couple of weeks it began to rot the subject from the inside out. We will need to work on this one a bit more.
September 2, 1834
The count has awakend finally. He was quite angry too, especially when I dumped a bucket of cold water on him to try and remove the stench. He'd thrown up sometime between wakeing and my getting to his cell. Disgusting. But now we know the seel is fully functional and working as the witch said it would. He tried to attack me and was immediately repremanded by the seel. I could not help myself from laughing at the look of immense pain upon the creature's face. I've decided, also, to rename him. It shall not only be fitting of his new position, but shall also help in breaking him down mentally. After much contimplation I've decided to merely turn his name around. I find it rather fitting as his life has been reversed, so shall his name. I shall tell my new pet of this tomorrow when I go back to check on him.
September 5, 1834
My pat is fighting me every step of the way. He absolutely refuses to drink the pigs' blood he's been given, which is fine by me, let the fool starve himself. He's started his training today, beginning with the issue of garlic. As to why it affects these creatures the way it does is sill a mystery. Tomorrow I believe I will take him out to the garden for a bit and start working on getting him immune to the sunlight. If he never becomes immune, then he will merely go out and bake every day for my pleasure in watching him squerm.
September 6, 1834
He put up one hell of a fight to stay out of the sun, but in the end, Alucard still faced his demons in the sun.. after a good beating, of coarse. 'Twas such a lovely day. Not a cloud in the sky. Although, I can still hear the monster screaming as he baked.. Ah! I shall most certianly have pleasant dreams this night. Perhaps I should beat the creature more often, it seemed to have a favorable effect.
Candy put the book down, not wanting to read any more. The bastard really was one sick fuck. Well, at least now she knew why he got so pissed when he saw the journals. She slumped back in her chair wnting to have her friend there to cuddle on, but figured he needed some time to himself. She was probably annoying him with how damn clingy she was. That's how it was with all of her friends, why they all stopped calling her and made excuses whenever she'd call. "Damn it.." She stood up holding her head then made her way up to her room.. This was the reason she never watched TV or worked on a computer in a dark room. It hurt her eyes and usually ended in a migrane. She needed to remember to get someone to put some decent lighting in her office after her nap.
She made sure to close the curtians completely, lock the door and check for anything out of place or suspicious before digging through her bag of meds. She downd some pain killers and something to knock her ass out before the headache turned into a migrane like she knew it would before throwing on her nightgown and trying to lay down. She got lucky and was able to find a comfortable position and fell asleep after a few minutes.
AN: You have no idea how hard it is to write when Mommy's constantly going back and forth 'cleaning' and trying to sneek looks at the fic while singing Christmas music.. For the love of God, it's Febuary! GYA! Trans Siberian Orchestra is one thing, their music doesn't scream Christmas like Jingle Bells, Frosty The Snowman and Rudolf The Red Nosed Raindeer, it's up-beat, happy, clasical music with a Christmas feeling to them. We would listen to some music to try and dround out the singing (not that it's bad or anything.. Mommy has a pretty voice) but then it would be even harder to concentraite on what we're writing...
Alucard: covers computer screen with shadows as Mommy walks by again while Cat tries to write a lemon
Mommy: "~Dashing through the snow~ in a one horse open sleigh~ making spirits bright~" continues singing, going back to the kitchen
Alucard: -___-U "Your mom is strange.."
Cat: "Yea, she's a goof ball, alright. But it's better than her being a bitch."
Alucard: "True." goes back to reading the latest volume of Vampire Night that Cat got
Mommy: "Can I get you kids anything to eat?"
Cat: "Thanks, Mommy, but we're fine."
Mommy: "Alucard?"
Alucard: "No, thank you, ma'am."
Mommy: "You sure? A sandwich or anything?"
Alucard: "No, no, I'm fine, really." ^____^U
Mommy: continues suggesting things
Alucard: continues to decline politely
Cat: "Mommy, Alucard is a vampire. He doesn't eat or drink anything but blood." =-___-#=
Mommy: continues suggesting things
Cat: watches Alucard get pulled into the kitchen to find something to eat (not blood) "..... I give up.." =-__-U=
Alucard: comes back with bag of cookies and gives them to Cat to eat for him "R&R please... Before Mommy-dearest finds out I didn't eat the cookies and forces some junk down my throat?" looks around nerviously
Cat: mouth full of cookie "'anks, A'ca'd" =^_____^= "mmm~ chocolate chip!" nom nom nom!
*.308 NATO - http://www.snipercentral.com/308.htm
Chapter 19: Headaches Suck
She huffed in frustration before sudenly being grabed and pulled back into her room.. "You shouldn't be out there. It's dangerous." Alucard closed the curtains with a sigh before turning back to his Fluff Ball to give her a hug. "Are you alright? Are you hurt anywhere?" He didn't smell blood, but that didn't mean she didn't get hurt rolling off the bed or something. She smiled as he checked her over, "I'm fine, thank you..." He pulled her into a hug, "I'm sorry, the bastard was gone before I could even get a look at him..." She noded into his shirt, "I'm scared.. Who do you think would do this?"
Seras decided then to come running in without bothering to knock, folowed closely by Walter, "We heard a gunshot.." "Is everything alright?" They blurted out together as they tried to catch their breath. "The only casualties are the pillow and the door, thankfuly." Alucard ran his fingers through his Fluff Ball's hair in a soothing gesture as she tightend her grip around his waist "Come on, Fluff Ball. You can stay in my room.." He picked her up easily before phaseing them to his room where he helped her into his coffin with him. She snuggled up as close as she could to her friend, her mind reeling. That was the second time her instincts have saved her ass within just the past few days. She really didn't want to bother Alucard by asking to stay in his coffin with him everyday, but this was the only place she felt safe.
He sighed, "Don't worry, Love. You aren't bothering me at all. I actually prefer having you here where I know you're safe." He gave her a small kiss, "Now, get some sleep. I won't let anything happen to you, my Master." She was about to say something about the 'master' bit, but stoped as she noticed a strange look in his eyes, like he wasn't all there. She'd heard people say he was insaine, but she'd yet to see as much until now. She closed her eyes and relaxed. She was safe with him, even if he was a few cards short of a full deck.
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Alucard sliped out of his coffin a couple of hours after his Master fell asleep and was wandering around the Hellsing Manor. He spent some time following some of the soldiers around, then some of the other staff, spooking them when he'd start to get boared, whispering things in their minds, moveing things while hidden in the shadows. He was currently walking around on the roof, the sun was really bright today but his hat kept his face from getting any direct light. He stoped and looked down at his feet when he heard a metallic sound bounceing down and off the roof.
He phased down to the garden just in time to catch whatever he'd acedentally kicked off the roof. It was the caseing from a .308 NATO*, the ammo used by Hellsing snipers. So, whoever was trying to kill his Fluff Ball was useing Hellsing arms.. He was going to make someone pay for this. She was his, and he'll be damnd if he let anyone take her away from him. He turned to see a maid run back inside, he'd scared her when he suddenly appeared, then groweld at the thought of losing his friend.. At least Candy didn't mind him scaring the staff. He shivered and laughed, remembering how some of his previous masters used to react to his games. He put the bullet caseing in a pocket in his coat before heading back inside. The damn sun was starting to bug him, all bright and happy. He'd bet it wouldn't be so damn happy if someone were trying to kill the woman it loved! He groweld again as he turned back to glare at the sun before remembering that, unlike the moon, it was too fucking bright to look at. His eyes burned and he laughed at himself with his usual insane laughter.
Seras noticed her Master was back to his usual psychotic self today and sighed in releif. He was starting to worry her there, acting so normal for so long. She went back to the shooting range to help some new recruits with their aim as she listend to her Master's laughter fade away into the distance.
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All she could see was red. All she could hear was heart beats and blood pumping throughout people's bodies. She could smell the blood, and almost taste it as she tried to sit up. "Doctor! Come quick!" "Keep those restraints nice and tight! We don't want her getting loose!" "My God, what's happening?" "Hurry! Get the anesthetic over here! Put her down!" "The restraints aren't strong enough!" "OH GOD!" Voices swam around her as she struggled to get free. Finally, the restraints snaped and she bolted. She couldn't keep her balance as the room spun around her and she tumbled to the floor.
Where was she? What was going on? A man came into her field of vision and grabbed her roughly before claws tore through his face. Blood sprayed everywhere as screams echoed around her and the claws lashed out at another figure near by, tearing it to pieces. She looked down at herself to find she was in a hospital gown, covered in blood. Then she looked at her hands. No. Those weren't her hands, those were the claws that were tearing people apart. The room spun quickly and she found herself crouched down on the cold tile floor, two more figures comeing at her. She tried to fight, but two more figures joined in and they quickly over powered her, holding her down as another figure leaned in close with a large syringe.
Candy sat up with a gasp only to hit her head on the lid of the coffin. What a way to wake up. She'd had that same dream sence she was little, but now understood what it was about. It was one of the times the Vatican's experiments on her hadn't gone quite right and she'd gone berserk. It still confused her, however, that she had claws in the dream.. Her stomach started yelling at her and she sighed in anoyance, she really didn't want to get up.
"Alright! Alright! Shut the hell up, already!" She grouched at her stomach as she slid the coffin's lid back and climbed out. She wondered where Alucard had gone as she snaged the blood pack fom the ice bucket on the table and made her way up to her office. The sun was fairly low in the sky, she must have only slept three or four hours. The blood seemed to shut her stomach up quicker than normal food.. strange.. She went streight to her computer, eating her stolen 'breakfast' and started searching the internet for DRUG XZI-G594.. After a few hours she sat back and rubbed her eyes. She couldn't find crap and the bright computer screen against the almost nonexistant light of the office was torture on here eyes.
"Is everything alright, Miss?" She looked up to find Walter bringing in a tray of food for her and smiled at him. "Yea, just can't find some information I need.. Thanks." She took a sip of her tea, green, thankfully. "Perhaps I may be of some assistance? What is it my lady is looking for?" She looked up at the old buttler, no insanity games this time, "Experimental drug XZI-G594.. and No. ANF ANG: THE SHI - EXPERIMENT NO. 156-3..." She handed him the first page she'd printed off from the hospital's records on her and went back to nibbling on her dinner roll. He looked it over quickly, "I do believe I've seen something about this.. I'll let you know as soon as I find it, ma'am." "Thank you." He bowed his head slightly before taking his leave, noticing how tired she looked.. It seemed Alucard and Seras were the only ones acting normal today (normal for them anyways).
Alucard came in through a random wall not too long after Walter left to find his Fluff Ball with her head laying on the desk as she moaned in tired annoyance. He smiled and snuck up beside her, "~Ma~ster~" She turned her head just a bit to glare at him, "Please don't call me that." His smile only widened, he still had that weird look in his eyes. She sighed and sat up, "Ye~s?" She mirrored his silly smile before he swooped down to capture her lips in a heated kiss and moved them so he sat in her chair with her stradleing his lap. Why the hell'd he have to taste so damn good?
She moaned as something cool slid up her leg and under her skirt, easily sliping into her underwear. She figured it must have been one of his shadows as his hands were buisy elsewhere, holding her firmly to him as he went about re-exploring every milimeter of her mouth. She shivered and moaned into his mouth as the shadow began to slide over her sensitive bud, leaving a frozen felling over her moist skin. A hand slipped up and under her shirt to masage one of her small breasts as her hands tangled themselves in his silky hair. His hair, eyes and voice were what she found sexiest about him.. He moaned as she ground her hips into his, finding that, even through the shadow that was toying with her, she could feel how hard he was.
She heard a click and Alucard whispered quietly in her mind that he'd just locked the door. She smiled into their kiss, her hands sliding from his hair and over his chest, undoing the buttens of his shirt as she moved lower. She felt the shadow envelop her panties and dissapear with them as she reached the last button before the waist of his pants. She looked into his eyes as she tugged the shirt loose. No longer were his eyes a bright, crazed orange, but a deep, lust filled crimson. He'd come back to his senses as lust had taken hold and he watched to see what she'd do next.
After undoing the last couple of buttons, she smoothed her hands back up his stomach to his chest, then over his broad shoulders, pushing his shirt off as she went. His skin was so soft and seemed to be even whiter than before in the dim light of the office. No. It was lighter now. She didn't dwell on it long, however, as she kissed her way down his neck, enjoying the small noises he made as her hands made their way back to his pants to undo them. Once she'd pulled his length from the confines of his pants, she held onto his shoulders and impaled herself on him, hissing slightly at the feeling of being so full.
He smiled down at her as he helped her sink further onto him, his large hands almost reaching all the way around her hips. He laughed softly as he felt her shiver just after she'd slid all the way down to the base of his hard length and held her close. He let his shirt dissapear from where it hung around his elbows so he could move a bit easier and helped her as she started to slowly ride him. After a moment she started picking up speed with his help. She couldn't do it on her own, the mixture of pain and pleasure was too much for her to keep her mind on keeping herself moveing. Soon, they were both panting and moaning as they kissed eachother sensless, running their hands all over one another, grinding their hips together every time they slamed back into eachother, Alucard bucking his hips up off the chair as she bounced in his lap.
Walter waited patently outside the door as the moaning continued (he could only hear Alucard save for when there was a rare squeek from Candy), a stack of old leather-bound books in his hands. He jumped slightly as a loud growel came from within the office, then everything went quiet. So, she wasn't jokeing when she told the knights that that particular rumor was true. He shook his head with a sigh and waited for the door to unlock, steping inside quietly when it finally did and tried not to scrunch his nose at the smell that made it obvious as to what the'd just done. The old buttler quickly set the books down on the corner of the desk, picked up the tray from the meal he'd brought in earlier and left.
Alucard smiled at the old man's uneasiness of the situation as he held his love curled up comfortably in his lap. She'd been given back her underwear and he'd fixed his pants before unlocking the door. He closed his eyes and rested his head against the tall back of the chair, a look of contentment on his face that easily matched the one his Fluff Ball wore. She was sound asleep, completely wore out from their love makeing as he kissed the top of her head and started looking through some of the things she had on her desk. He read through the file she'd printed off, then went to look through the books walter had brought in, letting his shadows bring the items to him so he wouldn't wake his Fluff Ball.
Candy was startled awake by an angry growel. She looked up to find Alucard looking at a book, completely pissed. He looked at her and his expression changed immediately, "Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you, Master.." She ran a gentle hand over his cheek, "It's okay.. What are you looking at?" He sighed and tossed the book back onto the desk, "Just some books Walter brought in.. They're some of Abraham's journals.." He looked away, trying to get the memories to go away as she held him close and burried her face in his chest, still without a shirt. "He said he was going to bring by some information on the experiments that were done on me at the hospital... Are you alright?" She looked up as he petted her hair. "It's alright. You need to know what happend."
He gave her a pat on the butt before phaseing away from beneath her. She sat there a moment, confused, before starting to read the journals. The first one started not too long before a Jonathan Harker came to him with a request to kill the legendary Count Dracula because he was seduceing his wife, Mina, and was afraid for her life. He'd just escaped from Dracula's castle to find his wife's friend, Lucy Westenra, turned into a vampire, he suspected by the Count.
August 10, 1834
Just returned from London. I was called in to look at a young woman whom had been attacked just a few months prior by a wild dog. They should have called me in sooner! That was no wild dog but a vampire in disguise, I recognised the symptoms immediately. She was a friend to the couple who called on me for assistance and the husband, a Mr. Jonathan Harker, pulled me aside and informed me of a vampire whom has just moved to our country and was, he suspected, trying to seduce his wife. We've aranged for Seward, Holmwood, Morris and myself to meet at the Harker residence tomorow night as Morris is away at the present time. Mr. Harker has been fortunate enough to be able to keep his wife from leaving their home after dark for about a week now, so one more night should not hurt.
August 12, 1834
The vampire managed to escape us last night. The fool had actually come to the Harker residence to find the young lady. He is a very powerful vampire to be sure, but nothing we cannot take care of. On a happier note, XZI-G592 is working better than expected. We were hoping for it to help with the issue of the sunlight, but it seems to also give these creatures more strength. I am going to try adding a it more of the active ingredient to see what it will do. Hopefully, something interesting.
August 13, 1834
I've been hunting this monster for years and now we may finally have our chance to capture Dracula. What a glorious day that shall be! Unfortunately, Mrs. Harker has gone missing. I believe it to be the work of that beast. He knows I'm on his trail again and seems to be geting quite desparate. Never before have I known the Count to be so foolish as to continue to torment a woman when he knows we know he's playing with her. We shall have him soon, then I can begin my gratest experiment yet!
P.S. The modified XZI-G592 - XZI-G593 was a failure. It killed the subject instantly.. not even a bit of suffering on it's part. Hopefully we will have better luck with the next one.
August 15, 1834
I was so excited, I'd forgotten to write yesterday. Oh what a glorious day it was! We were finally able to capture the infamous Count Dracula! Unfortunately, we were unable to find Mrs. Harker although we had indeed seen her with the monster durring the chase. She will show up eventualy. She had been turned, after all. Ah! Everything is ready for the ceremony. After tonight, I will have a new servant and pet unlike any other.
August 16, 1834
It is too early to know if the ceremony was a success or not. We atended Morris's funeral this morning.. just a normal funeral for a dear frend. Steward and Holmwood are in the study, worrying themselves to death as to if the ceremony worked or not. I do wish they stop their insistant prattle for at least a few hours. I've just injected one subject with the latest XZI-G594, it didn't seem to do anything, but we will see. The Count is still unconcious from the ceremony.. it seemed quite painful on his part.. good. Because that monster deserves no mercy for his crimes. I wonder just how long he will survive our experiments.
September 1, 1834
Nothing new with the Count, he has yet to wake.. I'm begining to wonder if he is indeed dead this time. The subject I'd injected with XZI-G594 went berzerk today and displayed a grand increase in strength and speed. It killed several assistants and one doctor before being restrained properly. We are going to wait a few more days to see what else this drug will do to it. Also, GMV-5 has turned out to be a failure. While productive in the immunity to silver at first, after a couple of weeks it began to rot the subject from the inside out. We will need to work on this one a bit more.
September 2, 1834
The count has awakend finally. He was quite angry too, especially when I dumped a bucket of cold water on him to try and remove the stench. He'd thrown up sometime between wakeing and my getting to his cell. Disgusting. But now we know the seel is fully functional and working as the witch said it would. He tried to attack me and was immediately repremanded by the seel. I could not help myself from laughing at the look of immense pain upon the creature's face. I've decided, also, to rename him. It shall not only be fitting of his new position, but shall also help in breaking him down mentally. After much contimplation I've decided to merely turn his name around. I find it rather fitting as his life has been reversed, so shall his name. I shall tell my new pet of this tomorrow when I go back to check on him.
September 5, 1834
My pat is fighting me every step of the way. He absolutely refuses to drink the pigs' blood he's been given, which is fine by me, let the fool starve himself. He's started his training today, beginning with the issue of garlic. As to why it affects these creatures the way it does is sill a mystery. Tomorrow I believe I will take him out to the garden for a bit and start working on getting him immune to the sunlight. If he never becomes immune, then he will merely go out and bake every day for my pleasure in watching him squerm.
September 6, 1834
He put up one hell of a fight to stay out of the sun, but in the end, Alucard still faced his demons in the sun.. after a good beating, of coarse. 'Twas such a lovely day. Not a cloud in the sky. Although, I can still hear the monster screaming as he baked.. Ah! I shall most certianly have pleasant dreams this night. Perhaps I should beat the creature more often, it seemed to have a favorable effect.
Candy put the book down, not wanting to read any more. The bastard really was one sick fuck. Well, at least now she knew why he got so pissed when he saw the journals. She slumped back in her chair wnting to have her friend there to cuddle on, but figured he needed some time to himself. She was probably annoying him with how damn clingy she was. That's how it was with all of her friends, why they all stopped calling her and made excuses whenever she'd call. "Damn it.." She stood up holding her head then made her way up to her room.. This was the reason she never watched TV or worked on a computer in a dark room. It hurt her eyes and usually ended in a migrane. She needed to remember to get someone to put some decent lighting in her office after her nap.
She made sure to close the curtians completely, lock the door and check for anything out of place or suspicious before digging through her bag of meds. She downd some pain killers and something to knock her ass out before the headache turned into a migrane like she knew it would before throwing on her nightgown and trying to lay down. She got lucky and was able to find a comfortable position and fell asleep after a few minutes.
AN: You have no idea how hard it is to write when Mommy's constantly going back and forth 'cleaning' and trying to sneek looks at the fic while singing Christmas music.. For the love of God, it's Febuary! GYA! Trans Siberian Orchestra is one thing, their music doesn't scream Christmas like Jingle Bells, Frosty The Snowman and Rudolf The Red Nosed Raindeer, it's up-beat, happy, clasical music with a Christmas feeling to them. We would listen to some music to try and dround out the singing (not that it's bad or anything.. Mommy has a pretty voice) but then it would be even harder to concentraite on what we're writing...
Alucard: covers computer screen with shadows as Mommy walks by again while Cat tries to write a lemon
Mommy: "~Dashing through the snow~ in a one horse open sleigh~ making spirits bright~" continues singing, going back to the kitchen
Alucard: -___-U "Your mom is strange.."
Cat: "Yea, she's a goof ball, alright. But it's better than her being a bitch."
Alucard: "True." goes back to reading the latest volume of Vampire Night that Cat got
Mommy: "Can I get you kids anything to eat?"
Cat: "Thanks, Mommy, but we're fine."
Mommy: "Alucard?"
Alucard: "No, thank you, ma'am."
Mommy: "You sure? A sandwich or anything?"
Alucard: "No, no, I'm fine, really." ^____^U
Mommy: continues suggesting things
Alucard: continues to decline politely
Cat: "Mommy, Alucard is a vampire. He doesn't eat or drink anything but blood." =-___-#=
Mommy: continues suggesting things
Cat: watches Alucard get pulled into the kitchen to find something to eat (not blood) "..... I give up.." =-__-U=
Alucard: comes back with bag of cookies and gives them to Cat to eat for him "R&R please... Before Mommy-dearest finds out I didn't eat the cookies and forces some junk down my throat?" looks around nerviously
Cat: mouth full of cookie "'anks, A'ca'd" =^_____^= "mmm~ chocolate chip!" nom nom nom!
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