Hellsing: A Monster in the Modern World

Curiosity

You groaned as your body begins to stir itself from slumber. Eyes opening to the sunlight of morning, you realize you were back in your room, tucked in bed. Sitting up, you groggily try to remember what happened.

There was.. a girl? OH-!

You jumped up out of bed in realization and got ready in the bathroom. As soon as you put on a shirt and sweatpants, there was a knocked on the door. "Goooood Moorning!" Seras voice sounded from the other side. Smiling softly, you open the door for the former police girl. "..Good morning!" Seras tilted her head at your concerned face. "What's wrong?" You turned and shut your bedroom curtains. "Doesn't the sun bother you?"  Seras laughed and sat on your bed. "Not that much! But I appreciate the kind gesture!" Sighing, you sat down next to her. "So Seras. I have a question: who was the other vampire girl that lives here?" Seras blinked in confusion, raising a brow. "Vampire girl? What do you mean?" Silence fell in between you two for a minute. "I.. Met this girl.. She had long black hair.. You haven't seen her?" Seras grinned shaking her head. "Nope! There is only me and master. Maybe you saw a ghost or had a dream!" She laughed at her theory trying to lighten up the mood.

You weren't laughing along at all..

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You decided that after breakfast you were going to explore.  Unfortunately, Seras was on a mission, so she couldn't show you around. So you're on your own for this tour. Perhaps you can find Walter and ask him? The hallways are long in this mansion, and you thought for sure you did you exercise for the day. But it was a beautiful estate that Sir Integra owned. You suddenly find yourself walking towards a mirror. You sighed as you fixed a hair that was out of place. A loud clink was heard that made you step back, and you find yourself staring at a hidden passageway. Still frozen in shock, you were debating if you should go down the dark stairway that leads down below. Curiosity won as you slowly begin your way down, jumping as the door closed behind you. Candlelight was the only light you can see, the steps swirling down, down to who knows where. Your heart beating faster as you enter a large corridor. What looks to be a throne and a table sit proudly in the middle of the room. Your gut suddenly telling you to turn back as you eyed a wine glass. The contents of the glass, you had a feeling, was not wine. You whimper and shut your eyes as gloved hands wrap around your waist ever so slowly. A warm breath is felt on the back of your neck. Jet black hair tickles your cheek as a deep chuckle in your ear makes you shiver. A familiar accent that you have been dreading sounds in amusement.

"Are you lost, My Lamb?"

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