AlucardxSeras, Part I: Seras

Seras Victoria walked down the mansion's expansive hallways.  It felt cold; then again, being a vampiric hit woman wasn't really a bright, happy career choice.  But her life wasn't all that bright and happy, either.

After Seras' parents were killed, she had grown up in several orphanages; she was cold, mean, violent, and frequently got into trouble.  She had surprised everyone, though, when she said she wanted to become a police officer, just like her father.

Then the unthinkable happened.  After a vampire had killed Seras' entire squad except for Seras herself, she felt she was going to die…no…she absolutely knew she would.  But then, a tall mysterious man with a huge, silver gun -- which he used to annihilate the ghouls who had once been her comrades as well as the vampire -- had come to her rescue.  He had revealed his name to be Alucard, and had transformed her into a creature of the night…a vampire, and he had become her Master.

The first weeks of her new life were petrifying.  She had avoided Alucard's cold, red gaze; it was frightening to know that such dark eyes were fixated on you.  But as time passed -- day and night were irrelevant to her now -- that gaze, those eyes were what she lived for; she would give anything to gain his approval.  She always felt that her ability to love was gone; death and tragedy had turned her heart to stone.  But the fierceness, that fire, of her Master seemed to melt it. It performed its alchemy inside her to transform that cold, stony heart into a heart of warm gold.

Seras liked these long walks; it gave her time to think about how she really felt, and gave her time to deny it.  But that alchemy was so powerful, it was difficult to deny it any longer.  She liked to watch her Master as he practiced in the fields, his eyes never focused on anything else.  She and him frequently drank blood together, though not one of them would speak.  They both loved weaponry, especially the ones that Walter would make.  Seras had even begun to share Alucard's sense of humor, however dark and ironic it was.  Seras knew it, but would never say it.

She had fallen for her Master.

As she continued to walk, she stopped and turned toward a large room.  Soft music was playing out of it, and in a large chair in the center, sat her Master… sleeping.

She tiptoed quietly into the room.  How could such a monster look so peaceful in sleep?  His powerful chest rose and fell steadily.  His dark, ebony hair, which had fallen over his face, would flutter outward as he exhaled.  Her heart was pounding so fast, it was as if… Wait, she thought.  If I'm dead, how could my heart be pounding?  She felt blood
-- whether or not it was hers -- run through her veins.  How could such an inhuman creature make her feel more alive than she ever was?

Seras found herself standing next to him as he was lost in his deep slumber.  She hesitantly moved her hand towards his hair.  She pulled back; there was little, if any, chance that Alucard would feel the same way that she did.  Unlike Seras, Alucard had let go of his humanity long ago.  She was deathly afraid that he would see love as little more than a human setback.  Whatever lust he had was for war, violence, and blood.

But once again, instinct took over, doing what Seras wanted to do: she moved forward and ran his black, ebony hair through her bony fingers.  It felt like silk and satin, starkly different from his rough, badass persona.  She felt herself falling deeper and harder in love with him every second.

Alucard stirred, and his eyes opened slowly.  But Seras didn't notice; her eyes were closed.

"Police Girl?" he asked.

Seras' eyes opened, and widened.  Her Master was awake?

"I…I'm sorry…it's just that…."

"What in the hell were you doing?" Alucard asked.  But he wasn't angry, just…surprised.

"I…I…um…er…"

His hand reached up to hers, but he didn't push her away.  He just held onto it.  An electric current flowed through her veins; she had to keep from shaking, and she somehow knew that he had felt it, too; it was easy to tell from his eyes.

His eyes…

Seras kissed him.  But once she had realized where she was and what she was doing, she gasped.  Oh, crap! she thought.

Seras let go, her eyes wide and her cheeks a bloody red.

"I'm…I'm sorry, Master…" she blubbered.  "I…I swear…I didn't mean to…"

He kissed her silent.

He tasted like blood…which, to a vampire, is a really good thing (something we humans don't understand, and probably never will).  Now, that little current had exploded into a lightning storm, an intoxicating hurricane which ran through her, sending chills up her spine.

Seras let go for a moment.  "Ma…Master," she tried to say, breathing heavily, but Alucard kissed her again.  He wasn't going to let her go anywhere.