Hellsing Fan Fiction ❯ Hellsing Goes American ❯ Why He Hates Christmas ( Chapter 24 )
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By: ani_cat_candy 
We learn why Alucard hates Christmas. WARNING: Sad chapter
Anime/Manga: Hellsing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Psychological / Horror / Drama / Comedy / Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 03.07.2009 | Updated On: 12.05.2009 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 229 | Status: Work In Progress
We learn why Alucard hates Christmas. WARNING: Sad chapter
Anime/Manga: Hellsing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Psychological / Horror / Drama / Comedy / Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 03.07.2009 | Updated On: 12.05.2009 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 229 | Status: Work In Progress
Hellsing Goes American
Chapter 24: Why He Hates Christmas
"Could you spare some money? Just a few coins? Please? I beg of you! A piece of bread? Something? I have children to feed!" A young lady, perhaps in her twenties, begged to every man and woman that passed by her in the buisy street. It was snowing. Had been for a almost three months now. "Sir! Please, could you spare some coin? Bread? Anything?" A young child, about six years old, sat against the stone wall of a nearby building watching as the woman continued to beg. She'd been at it all day and had nothing to show for it but a sore throat. He pulled the ragged blanket closer as snow was begining to pile up on him. He was too cold to move and could only imagine how cold the young lady must have been. She'd given him her jacket to keep warm. It wasn't much, just a thin piece of wore out wool that fit him like a dress. Her dress was in the same condition. It looked like they'd have to try and steel something again and if they were lucky, they'd get a decent spot to sleep in the ally tonight.
No. No such luck tonight. The ally was full up tonight, not even room to stand let alone sleep. They walked about the town as the snow continued to fall, causing a deadly illusion. It was beautiful, but he knew what it did to people like them. It happend to his big sister last winter and his baby brother the winter before that. They froze to death just like he was sure he would do this winter. He paused for a moment as something caught his attention. Laughter rang from a house just across the street as the warm light from the familie's fireplace spilled out the window into the frozen street. "Momma.. What's going on?" He pointed to the house as she turned to see what he was talking about. "They're celebrating a holliday that only the rich can take part in." "What holliday is that, Momma?" She gave him a sad smile, wishing she could give him just one of those beautiful holidays, "Christmas, sweetheart."
He nodded and looked back at the happy family through the window as his mother wiped away her tears. It wasn't fair. That family sat inside a nice warm house with a nice fire, more food than he'd ever seen in his whole short life, laughing and having fun while so many like himself and his mother sat in the streets freezing and starving. He had an idea and looked up at his mother, hope shining brightly in his light blue eyes, "Do you think they'd give us their left-overs?" She gave him a sad smile, "No, sweetheart, the won't. They'll give it to their pets or servants or throw it away." He looked back one last time as his mother guided him down the street. He knew not to ask to go through peoples garbage. He knew several people who were hanged for it. So he continued on, holding his mother's hand like it was the only thing that mattered in the whole world until they found a decent ally to sleep in with another family, a mother and two children younger than himself.
He awoke the next morning in his mothers arms, same as he'd fallen asleep, but something was different.. He pressed his ear against her chest to confirm his suspisions, she was dead. He looked over at the other family and called out to them. There was nothing. He cried into his mother's cold body, he was all alone now.
Candy woke slowly, tightening her arms around the vampire next to her and burying her face in the crook of his neck. "You saw my dream again, didn't you?" His voice was a bit shaky as he ran his fingers through her hair, the dream/memory still echoing through his mind. She noded, "I'm sorry.." What were you supposed to say in a situation like this? Not that it mattered, she knew there was nothing she could say to make it better. He was about to tell her not to worry about it when a knock came to the door, barely audible through the coffin's thick walls. The lid was quietly opend by the shadows as Alucard sat up and stretched with a yawn. He pulled the sheet up from the foot of the coffin and covered up his Fluff Ball, "What?" Seras poked her head in shyly, "Um.. Miss Candy?" Her sleepy/grouchy reply, "Nani yo?" Seras was confused yet again and looked to her Master, hopeing he'd know what she'd said. No such luck, he just shruged his shoulders. Candy yawned and sat up, holding the sheet in place with one hand while the other ran through her hair to make sure it wasn't all over the place, "Means: Whadd'ya want."
Alucard wraped his arms around her shoulders, her back pressed comfortably against his chest and burried his face in her hair as Seras' brain caught up, "Oh! .. Um.. Master said you wanted to decorate for Christmas.. Walter wants to know how you would like everything decorated.. He really loves Christmas and tends to go overboard with the decorating..." Candy looked up at her friend in confusion to which he gave her a sweet smile, "Don't let me ruin your holliday, Love." She smiled too before giving him a kiss, "No. Not my holliday. It's our holliday. And I'm going to make sure you enjoy it too!" She gave him another kiss before turning back to Seras, "I'll be up in just a minute." She noded and went back upstairs to let the buttler know.
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Candy was happy as she opend another box of decorations, the Trans Siberian Orchestra playing over the loud speaker. Walter had originally pulled out some 'classic' Christmas CD's, but she insisted on listening to this. After listening to their version of 'O Come All Ye Faithful/O Holy Night' (an instramental piece), pretty much everyone agreed it was MUCH better than the old version and let the music continue. She handed a piece of greenery to Father Anderson to put up as Alucard brought in another box. She giggled as he crinkled his nose at the music, it was O’ Come All Ye Faithful played on an acoustic guitar. Anderson scoffed at him, "What's wrong, Vampire? Can't handle a bit of Christmas music?" He found a small wooden ornament coliding with his head and Candy looking far too innocent as the vampire laughed at him. He was about to say something when he was shushed as another song came on. It was one of her favorites so she stoped and just listend as the deep voice began to sing a slow, slightly whistful tune.
*TIME
STANDING ALL ALONE
I BLED FOR YOU
I WANTED TO
EACH DROP MY OWN
SLOWLY THEY DEPART
BUT FALL IN VAIN
LIKE DESERT RAIN
AND STILL THEY FALL ON AND ON AND ON
The tune picks up slightly as the voice softens and raises in pitch
GOT TO GET BACK TO A REASON
GOT TO GET BACK TO A REASON I ONCE KNEW
AND THIS LATE IN THE SEASONS
ONE BY ONE DISTRACTIONS FADE FROM VIEW
It returns to the tune at the begining
SO
DRIFTING THROUGH THE DARK
THE SYMPATHY
OF NIGHT'S MERCY
INSIDE MY HEART
IS YOUR LIFE THE SAME?
DO GHOSTS CRY TEARS?
DO THEY FEEL YEARS?
AS TIME JUST GOES ON AND ON AND ON
The tune picks up dramaticly
GOT TO GET BACK TO A REASON
GOT TO GET BACK TO A REASON I ONCE KNEW
AND THIS LATE IN THE SEASONS
ONE BY ONE DISTRACTIONS FADE FROM VIEW
I’M LOOKING FOR YOU
I’M LOOKING FOR I DON’T KNOW WHAT
I CAN’T SEE THERE ANYMORE
AND ALL MY TIME’S BEEN TAKEN
IS THIS WHAT IT SEEMS?
THE LURE OF A DREAM
AND I’M AFRAID TO WALK BACK THROUGH THAT DOOR
TO FIND THAT I’VE AWAKENED
The voice turns to a more upset and saddend tone
THE NIGHT SEEMS TO CARE
THE DREAMS IN THE AIR
THE SNOW’S COMING DOWN
IT BECKONS ME DARE
IT WHISPERS, IT HOPES
IT HOLDS AND CONFIDES
AND OFFERS A BRIDGE
ACROSS THESE DIVIDES
THE PARTS OF MY LIFE
I’VE TRIED TO FORGET
IT’S GATHERED EACH PIECE
AND CAREFULLY KEPT
SOMEWHERE IN THE DARK
BEYOND ALL THE COLD
THERE IS A CHILD
THAT’S PART OF MY SOUL
THAT’S PART OF MY SOUL
It returns to the tune at the begining
GOT TO GET BACK TO A REASON
GOT TO GET BACK TO A REASON I ONCE KNEW
AND THIS LATE IN THE SEASONS
ONE BY ONE DISTRACTIONS FADE FROM VIEW
THE ONLY REASON I HAVE LEFT IS
YOU
Candy and Alucard seemed to be the only ones that found a deeper meaning to the words of the song (not intentional on the band's part, of corse, but to them) as everyone else continued to decorate.
*The song -Go down to #17: http://www.rhapsody.com/trans-siberian-orchestra/the-lost-christmas-eve/ann o-domine-album-version
AN: Just wanted to go ahead and get this part out. Sorry it's so short. If anyone's confused on what's going on or what we get from this song, just send us an email @ ani_cat_candy@hotmail.com or PM us on GaiaOnline (we have the same screen name there too)
Alucard: goes back over the lyrics for the fifth time "I'm lost."
Cat: "R&R please while I explain it to him. Ne?" =^_____^= <3
Chapter 24: Why He Hates Christmas
"Could you spare some money? Just a few coins? Please? I beg of you! A piece of bread? Something? I have children to feed!" A young lady, perhaps in her twenties, begged to every man and woman that passed by her in the buisy street. It was snowing. Had been for a almost three months now. "Sir! Please, could you spare some coin? Bread? Anything?" A young child, about six years old, sat against the stone wall of a nearby building watching as the woman continued to beg. She'd been at it all day and had nothing to show for it but a sore throat. He pulled the ragged blanket closer as snow was begining to pile up on him. He was too cold to move and could only imagine how cold the young lady must have been. She'd given him her jacket to keep warm. It wasn't much, just a thin piece of wore out wool that fit him like a dress. Her dress was in the same condition. It looked like they'd have to try and steel something again and if they were lucky, they'd get a decent spot to sleep in the ally tonight.
No. No such luck tonight. The ally was full up tonight, not even room to stand let alone sleep. They walked about the town as the snow continued to fall, causing a deadly illusion. It was beautiful, but he knew what it did to people like them. It happend to his big sister last winter and his baby brother the winter before that. They froze to death just like he was sure he would do this winter. He paused for a moment as something caught his attention. Laughter rang from a house just across the street as the warm light from the familie's fireplace spilled out the window into the frozen street. "Momma.. What's going on?" He pointed to the house as she turned to see what he was talking about. "They're celebrating a holliday that only the rich can take part in." "What holliday is that, Momma?" She gave him a sad smile, wishing she could give him just one of those beautiful holidays, "Christmas, sweetheart."
He nodded and looked back at the happy family through the window as his mother wiped away her tears. It wasn't fair. That family sat inside a nice warm house with a nice fire, more food than he'd ever seen in his whole short life, laughing and having fun while so many like himself and his mother sat in the streets freezing and starving. He had an idea and looked up at his mother, hope shining brightly in his light blue eyes, "Do you think they'd give us their left-overs?" She gave him a sad smile, "No, sweetheart, the won't. They'll give it to their pets or servants or throw it away." He looked back one last time as his mother guided him down the street. He knew not to ask to go through peoples garbage. He knew several people who were hanged for it. So he continued on, holding his mother's hand like it was the only thing that mattered in the whole world until they found a decent ally to sleep in with another family, a mother and two children younger than himself.
He awoke the next morning in his mothers arms, same as he'd fallen asleep, but something was different.. He pressed his ear against her chest to confirm his suspisions, she was dead. He looked over at the other family and called out to them. There was nothing. He cried into his mother's cold body, he was all alone now.
Candy woke slowly, tightening her arms around the vampire next to her and burying her face in the crook of his neck. "You saw my dream again, didn't you?" His voice was a bit shaky as he ran his fingers through her hair, the dream/memory still echoing through his mind. She noded, "I'm sorry.." What were you supposed to say in a situation like this? Not that it mattered, she knew there was nothing she could say to make it better. He was about to tell her not to worry about it when a knock came to the door, barely audible through the coffin's thick walls. The lid was quietly opend by the shadows as Alucard sat up and stretched with a yawn. He pulled the sheet up from the foot of the coffin and covered up his Fluff Ball, "What?" Seras poked her head in shyly, "Um.. Miss Candy?" Her sleepy/grouchy reply, "Nani yo?" Seras was confused yet again and looked to her Master, hopeing he'd know what she'd said. No such luck, he just shruged his shoulders. Candy yawned and sat up, holding the sheet in place with one hand while the other ran through her hair to make sure it wasn't all over the place, "Means: Whadd'ya want."
Alucard wraped his arms around her shoulders, her back pressed comfortably against his chest and burried his face in her hair as Seras' brain caught up, "Oh! .. Um.. Master said you wanted to decorate for Christmas.. Walter wants to know how you would like everything decorated.. He really loves Christmas and tends to go overboard with the decorating..." Candy looked up at her friend in confusion to which he gave her a sweet smile, "Don't let me ruin your holliday, Love." She smiled too before giving him a kiss, "No. Not my holliday. It's our holliday. And I'm going to make sure you enjoy it too!" She gave him another kiss before turning back to Seras, "I'll be up in just a minute." She noded and went back upstairs to let the buttler know.
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Candy was happy as she opend another box of decorations, the Trans Siberian Orchestra playing over the loud speaker. Walter had originally pulled out some 'classic' Christmas CD's, but she insisted on listening to this. After listening to their version of 'O Come All Ye Faithful/O Holy Night' (an instramental piece), pretty much everyone agreed it was MUCH better than the old version and let the music continue. She handed a piece of greenery to Father Anderson to put up as Alucard brought in another box. She giggled as he crinkled his nose at the music, it was O’ Come All Ye Faithful played on an acoustic guitar. Anderson scoffed at him, "What's wrong, Vampire? Can't handle a bit of Christmas music?" He found a small wooden ornament coliding with his head and Candy looking far too innocent as the vampire laughed at him. He was about to say something when he was shushed as another song came on. It was one of her favorites so she stoped and just listend as the deep voice began to sing a slow, slightly whistful tune.
*TIME
STANDING ALL ALONE
I BLED FOR YOU
I WANTED TO
EACH DROP MY OWN
SLOWLY THEY DEPART
BUT FALL IN VAIN
LIKE DESERT RAIN
AND STILL THEY FALL ON AND ON AND ON
The tune picks up slightly as the voice softens and raises in pitch
GOT TO GET BACK TO A REASON
GOT TO GET BACK TO A REASON I ONCE KNEW
AND THIS LATE IN THE SEASONS
ONE BY ONE DISTRACTIONS FADE FROM VIEW
It returns to the tune at the begining
SO
DRIFTING THROUGH THE DARK
THE SYMPATHY
OF NIGHT'S MERCY
INSIDE MY HEART
IS YOUR LIFE THE SAME?
DO GHOSTS CRY TEARS?
DO THEY FEEL YEARS?
AS TIME JUST GOES ON AND ON AND ON
The tune picks up dramaticly
GOT TO GET BACK TO A REASON
GOT TO GET BACK TO A REASON I ONCE KNEW
AND THIS LATE IN THE SEASONS
ONE BY ONE DISTRACTIONS FADE FROM VIEW
I’M LOOKING FOR YOU
I’M LOOKING FOR I DON’T KNOW WHAT
I CAN’T SEE THERE ANYMORE
AND ALL MY TIME’S BEEN TAKEN
IS THIS WHAT IT SEEMS?
THE LURE OF A DREAM
AND I’M AFRAID TO WALK BACK THROUGH THAT DOOR
TO FIND THAT I’VE AWAKENED
The voice turns to a more upset and saddend tone
THE NIGHT SEEMS TO CARE
THE DREAMS IN THE AIR
THE SNOW’S COMING DOWN
IT BECKONS ME DARE
IT WHISPERS, IT HOPES
IT HOLDS AND CONFIDES
AND OFFERS A BRIDGE
ACROSS THESE DIVIDES
THE PARTS OF MY LIFE
I’VE TRIED TO FORGET
IT’S GATHERED EACH PIECE
AND CAREFULLY KEPT
SOMEWHERE IN THE DARK
BEYOND ALL THE COLD
THERE IS A CHILD
THAT’S PART OF MY SOUL
THAT’S PART OF MY SOUL
It returns to the tune at the begining
GOT TO GET BACK TO A REASON
GOT TO GET BACK TO A REASON I ONCE KNEW
AND THIS LATE IN THE SEASONS
ONE BY ONE DISTRACTIONS FADE FROM VIEW
THE ONLY REASON I HAVE LEFT IS
YOU
Candy and Alucard seemed to be the only ones that found a deeper meaning to the words of the song (not intentional on the band's part, of corse, but to them) as everyone else continued to decorate.
*The song -Go down to #17: http://www.rhapsody.com/trans-siberian-orchestra/the-lost-christmas-eve/ann o-domine-album-version
AN: Just wanted to go ahead and get this part out. Sorry it's so short. If anyone's confused on what's going on or what we get from this song, just send us an email @ ani_cat_candy@hotmail.com or PM us on GaiaOnline (we have the same screen name there too)
Alucard: goes back over the lyrics for the fifth time "I'm lost."
Cat: "R&R please while I explain it to him. Ne?" =^_____^= <3