The nightmare has a name (Alucard x reader)

21. Punishment

The morning was a nightmare. As i past the other maids, everyone stared at me. I didn't get it at first, until I looked down on me. The nightgown he gave me wasn't one from the maids, but from his mistress. And it only got better, as they all smelled on me. "You smell nice" said one of the younger ones. "Like a wild rose!" said another. "You stole it didn't you!" screamed one of the older ladies, holding my arm tight. I have tried my best to explain the last night situation, but it seems it fell on deaf ears. "Nonsense, the count would never spoil his servants...unless they need to get punished!" I tensed up at the sound of 'punishment', remembering the horse whip. As of reading my mind, the other lady screamed out to the others, "fetch me the horse whip!"

I didn't want to get hit by that thing!!!!

On instinct, I bit the hand of the old woman and ran for my dear life upstairs. Unsure of where to go, I just used the next door that was open. There was one, on a familiar floor, I wasn't sure if that was luck or not.

"Guards, find that servant!", came it from downstairs.

Out of the window, were maids talking to the other guards and butlers. A wild goose chase began and the main price was my backside to be covered with scars. I breathed in deep, before entering the chamber, meeting up...with the mistress. "oh its you" she said, rather bored before going back to her book. I went up to her slowly and aked for the count. She shrugged at that, "He wasn't satisfied with me...again. He went out, god knows where." I looked at her with surprised, at her calm attitude. But then, footsteps were heared and they got louder. I hid underneath the bed, while two guards came into the chamber. They are probably there for me...or so I thought.

"Miss the count has no further use for you, but because of your loyalty towards him over the years, he had chosen to behead you before dawn"

I swallowed hard as I had to witness this woman, screaming and shouting for her life. She started to cry, while fighting off the guards. If I would help her now, I will be next. My own fear kept me under the bed, until the room went silent.

I could still hear her from outside, begging the count to have mercy on her. I could see the horror scenario from the corridor windows, as her head was placed onto a massive wood block. Next to her stand a man in a black hood, raising his ax into the air, is waiting, for the count. Across them sits the count in a chair, raising his hand up and made the gesture to 'continue'. I froze up.

My eyes were focused on to that woman's head as she screamed out, "Please forgive me, please have mercy on..."

Chop!!!! Thump!!!

This scene, will give me nightmare for all eternity, unlike the others on sight. They were all cheering and laughing at this... even the count bloody loves it!

I had enough of this and got of the corridor. I want to go back home! I walked a few feet, until I realized something. I...can't remember where it was. Who was I? Who am I now? I lost all my memories on my previous life; the battlefield was the last thing I could remember.

How can I leave this place!!!!

I preferred to think about it in a safe place, heading back to the chamber and under the bed again. There I stayed for the next few hours. I could have stayed longer, if there wasn't a figure in the room, followed by another few feet. I recognized the first ones, it was the count. The others were probably a maid, from what I can see from down there.

"Clean this room spotless servant! I will need it tonight."

I might be able to get past this maid, if there weren't another two, who came in to support the other maid.

"Did you hear? He had his mistress beheaded this morning", said one of them, cleaning the seats at the fireplace. "So, I heard he has a new mistress already. He will try her out tonight" said another, dusting of the bed frame. I had to keep myself from sneezing at the dust. "Do you know who it might be?" they suddenly began a discussion about it. At the end, they all agree, that it might be the girl from the horse stable. "The count is around her most of the time you know", was the last thing one maid said, as someone else barged in. "That's enough, out here now. There is still this maid we have to find before night time!" it was the old lady, holding the horse whip in her hands.

Seeing it, makes me freeze up in my place, not making a single sound.

Once they were all gone for quite some time, I got out of my hiding spot before the count and his new mistress arrive. Speaking of count, he was right at the door, as I was heading that way. I jumped at his presence, while he smirked, "Still hiding I see." So he knew about that! "I was...just cleaning Sir" I said, pretending to dust the seats. "That is not your duty tonight", with that he grabbed my arm, rather harsh and dragged me down to the kitchen.

Once I arrived there, he gave the other maids their order, "Get her clean, dress her up and prepare her!" He watched me, as my eyes were fixed onto the whip on the table, "And she shall not be marked, understood?!" They all nodded at him, before pulling me into a massive wooden bucket, pouring cold water over me. "You there, get the dress ready and you, burn the clothes she had on!" said the old woman, scrubbing my skin raw. I didn't understand what just happened, until the old lady chuckled, "This is even better than the whip for you." "What do you mean?" I asked, a little scared of the answer. "You see soon enough!" was her reply, rubbing my head with some kind of oil.

The shock came, as one of the girls came in to dress me. The clothes she was holding made my blood run cold.

"I am the new mistress?!"