A Beautiful New Wonderland

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Alice: 

I felt hollow, empty, like a special part of me was gone. The one person I could count on since day one was gone, and I had no way of bringing him back. I felt my heart shatter over and over again as I remember how last night, he kissed me good night, told me that everything would be ok, and that tomorrow would be a wonderful day. I felt like he had lied, but he knew he was dying, and still, in the last few moments of exsistance, used them to comfort me to sleep. I get up, wash up, get dressed in all black, and make my way to the basement, and opened his room. I go in, and notice that he had packed all of his belongings away, and that his throne had been put against a wall next to a chest I never noticed. 

I walk over to his coffin, and note it had already been nailed shut, no doubt with blessed nails. I kneel next to it, and kiss the old piece of wood, the scent of his cologne hit my nose hard, it both soothed and ached my heart.

" I never got to tell you goodbye, but know you will forever be the only one I could've ever called my best friend. I hope you rule in Hell as you did on earth, and love twice as deep. I love you, my Count, and will forever miss you, my wolf." 

I get up and open the chest, and see a letter on the inside addressed to me. I sit in his old throne, and open it. 

'To my dear Alice, 

I know when I pass, the bond will shatter, and thus, the Hellsing family is free from having me in it's servitude. I hadn't planned on falling in love with you, but the fact I did made these last few months of this old wolf's life a joy to live. I've left my last wishes with Alexander, and now I leave you my entire fortune. In this chest is enough relics that once donated to the Smithsonian, you will no longer need the Queen's financial protection. I want you to close Hellsing, to shut it down, settle down, and live the life I know your mother wanted for you, the simple life. I want you to marry Alexander and be the happy, jovial wife I know you deserve to be, to be a mother to happy little ones free of the power struggle. I want you to close Hellsing, and be a family oriented soul, like Abraham had been before me. 

I have loved you up until the very end, even being the person to hold you first after you were born, the only thing that changed was the how. I remember how you had your mother's beautiful blonde hair and shining sapphire eyes, even if they were styled in that lovely flair all your own. I don't want you to morn me, no, I want you to celebrate, to let the world rest free of monsters and to let me look up from Hell to see you dancing and singing in the moonlight. I want you to feel the wind in your hair on moonlit nights and feel me, to see a blood moon and remember me. I want you to smell iron, fresh dug earth and myrrh, and think of me. To know I'm dancing your memory with nothing but joy would soothe my long dead heart. 

Now, dry your eyes, my lioness, pick up your crown, countess, and go lead this world into an era free from me, and the hellish grasp I had on it.

With all the love in the world and from the here after,

Your Count, Vlad Dracula.'    

I wept, the sobs echoing off the stony walls and I held the letter tight to my chest. I felt my mind break and the grief in my chest burned. I turn my attention to the chest again, and see everything he had ever owned was in it, along with a log dating everything, and the excuse of how we had it. I also saw he had a house...in Boston? He bought property in Boston? When did he do that, how did he do that?! I look it all over, and it hit me. The questions about my dream home, about how I'd want it to look, he did it on purpose. He did it so I could go home, go back to where I was happiest.  

" Oh, Vlad...you were a romantic, you just didn't want to believe in yourself. I'll forever love you, you foolish old wolf. Rest in the peace you deserve, and finally dream of only pleasant things."