Unexpected |A Hellsing Alucard Love Story|

Order 15: What's to come

I ignore the looks we're receiving from the police girl and Integra who silently watches our interaction while the vampire seems to care not about the audience to his display.

Seras eyes light in amazement from looking at my wings as she runs over to us "wow!, they're so big and pretty! Can you fly? What's the span of them?, do all six of them work at the same time or separately?"

She continues to ask me questions as she moves around comically, looking at my wings from different angles. I haven't answer any of them because she's jumping from one to the other in excitment. At this point I just want to sleep for a while. Tonight has been an exhausting one. Mentally and physically, I'm drained and hungry, but it's not human food I hunger for.

"Enough, police girl. You can save your questions for another time" He stops her in her ramble. She blushes in embarrassment as she scratches the back of her head.

She mutters out an embarrass "Sorry"

Dark blue eyes behind circular glasses anchor to look at me, analyzing my form "So you're the anti-christ, which means you're the daughter of Lucifer himself"

Reluctantly, I nod in confirmation "Yes, unfortuantly"

"It sounds like you don't have much of a relationship. Let me guess, issued relating to the fact that you're his chosen child?" Integra asks.

I let out a small scoff, feathers ruffles behind me in aggitation at the thought of him despite maintaining my cold composure "...You could say that. The only times he makes an appearance is attempting to take control of me in order to start the beginning of the end and in hopes to defeat God himself. I'm just a weapon to him, nothing more. I have no allegiance to him or his cause and he hates me for that"

Silence falls, the nervous tension in me growing at the mention of him. Thinking about his attempts at trying to use me for his schemes and almost succeeding at one point.

He was the reason I had to be sealed away for 70 years. He is one of the reasons why I hold off on drinking blood. Blood makes me powerful and when I'm powerful that is when I'm useful to him.

That's how he was able to find me all those years ago. He knows who his spawn is, he can detect me and feel my strength.

I don't drink in order to lay low from him, in fear that he'll use me once again like a puppet. He'll do anything in his power to gain that power to his disposal and I want to prevent that as much as I can.

But my hunger, it grows. How I long for the taste of that vermillion warmth once again.

I let out a silent sigh "I don't care about some biblical prophecy, I don't care much for causing trouble or chaos. I just want to be...." I trail off, falling silent.

'Free'

That's all. I just want a taste of true freedom.

I feel it when I'm walking in the garden, admiring the flowers.

I feel it when I can leave my room anytime I want and roam around the manor, looking at the paintings on the wall and the details of the interior and exterior.

I can even leave the manor to visit town at anytime on my own free will though I haven't done so yet. Here, I'm not treated like some caged up animal, or a monster. I'm treated as just a regular person, an equal even.

Now what?, will she send me back to America? Will I have to continue to endure the abuse at the hands of the general, who I know is piss at me for my little stunt a few months ago. A slave, a subjugated servant to a country that hates my very existence? I don't want to go back. I actually like it here at Hellsing. I don't feel like I have to be on guard all the time and no one throws insults at me or don't shoot vile looks at me. I come to like the company of the police girl, Integra, Walter and yes even the vampire himself, even though I'm confused by his motives.