Various Male Reader Oneshot Collection

Change. Male Reader x Seras Victoria (Hellsing) part 1

New York.

Hunger, thats what y/n has felt for as long as he could remember, and not the kind that can satisfied with a home cooked meal no... this was something else.

Y/ns was alone in the world, no parents to speak of, his mother died giving birth to him, thats what the orphanage told him anyway, and it was bad enough being an orphan, he was different.

Y/n was strong, fast, agile, but that was scratching the surface, he could hear a couple yelling blocks away, he could smell cheap deodorant on a man inside his car, and he could see with such distance and clarity, even in the dark.

But that wasn't the issue, if nothing else he could consider himself a gifted athlete, but no, y/n had these red eyes, like something out of a horror movie, and fangs, like those that would belong to a vampire, but vampires aren't real.....they can't be...

It didn't matter now, he was homeless, scavenging for food and sleeping in alleys, and dealing with this feeling knawing at him....

Y/n walked through an alley way panting heavily, he leaned against a wall panting, his mind was hazy and it hurt to breeth. "Why is this happening?....why the fuck wont it go away?" He thought in fustration.

Y/n could smell it, blood, everywhere, walking, and he needed it, and for the life of him he couldn't understand why.

Y/n crumpled to his knees holding his head. " go away, go away!" Y/n yelled in frustration, hitting his had and hitting the ground, break the concrete beneath him with ease.

Y/n then heard footsteps he looked up to see a very tall and cloaked man approaching, he had a large hat and glasses , and an unsettling smile.

Y/n could have run, he was confident he had the speed but he couldn't control himself and he didn't like the vibe of this man.

"F-Fine, i guess if its this bastard its not so bad!!!" Y/n shouted as his eyes were bloodshot.

Y/n book it to the man and jumped ready to tear a chunk off the man for approaching him, the man lifted his arm and y/n latched on to his arm with no mercy.

Y/n tried to tear the meat of the mans arm but it was like chewing on poorly cooked steak, and the blood he was tasting...it tasted like nothing...and it wasn't helping at all.

"Im afraid the hunger can't be quenched with one of your own my boy." The man chuckled, amused by his actions.

Y/nwas thrown to the floor with ease, y/n bit the inside of his mouth in frustration, he looked up at the man who hadn't lost his smile.

"Strange, theres usually a trail of bodies, hm, you have more willpower then most." The man said as he reached into his coat.

Y/ns eyes widened as an absurdly long pistol was pulled out and the man aimed it at his head.

"Il put you out of your misery boy, you are free to run, futile it would be." The man spoke as though it was a simple fact.

Y/n could only glare at the man in frustration as he was about to meet his end, baring his teeth in defiance.

Then before the man could pull the trigger, the sun was cast over them, y/n narrowed his eyes a bit as the light bothered his eyes, he then saw the man, his smile was different...the killing intent was gone, mostly.

"Well how about that..." the man said in an impressed tone. " you're not crying out in agony, ive found the damn day walker."

"What?" Y/n could only ask weakly as he felt like his stomach was eating itself.