Third Person POV (Still)
"She's a freak..." Pip squeaked, backing up, leaning his back on Viola's legs. "I can't...I can't see! And she just flicked her finger and pushed me down!" Viola smacked him in the back of the head for calling Seras a freak.
"I said it already...I'm a vampire!" Seras said.
"I don't believe it, you're really telling me that girl is a vampire?" Pip asked, moron. Viola thought.
"Damn right, she is." Alucard's voice resounding in the room, he walked through the solid wall, making himself known. "The police girl maybe the lowest of the low, but a vampire is still a vampire." The WG backed away, like little girls, when they saw Alucard, Viola stayed put, not bothering to look at him. "What a pathetic punch of sniveling cowards. Do you really think they'll be of any use to us?"
"My deepest apologies, Ma'am, I did try to stop him." Walter said, slightly out of breath, standing next to Integra.
"These men are going to be guarding me while I sleep, I wanted to take their measure." Alucard said, that's when his red eyes saw Pip leaning against his Viola's legs. She just kept her gaze somewhere else, she could feel his eyes on her, but she chose not to look at him. An emotion arose in Alucard's chest, seeing this human touching his snowflake made him pissed, it made him.....dare I say it....jealous!
"Now that introductions are out of the way, a most unusual letter arrived in the post today." Walter said, holding out the letter for Sir Integra. "And Miss Viola," she turned and looked at Walter, "a letter arrived for you as well, from your Uncle in New York."
"Strange," Viola whispered, walking towards Walter and letting Pip hit the floor, "Uncle Max doesn't usually send letters, he mostly sends telegrams." She gently took the letter from Walter, opened it and read it, she physically became tense and shocked.
"Ma Cherie?" Pip questioned, Alucard growled at him lowly. "Are you alright?" Viola blinked, stuffed the letter in her shirt and nodded.
"Yup! Totally fine! I, uh, I just need to use the restroom. I'll be back." She said, practically running out of the room and into hers. Alucard watched as Viola ran down the hallway, his undead heart breaking at the hurt expression on his Draculina's beautiful face.
"Division XIII, the Iscariot Organization..." Alucard turned back to Integra, "Enrico Maxwell."
Alucard POV
After Integra had dismissed everyone, I made my way towards Snowflake's bedroom, walking through the walls so she wouldn't notice me. I hid in the shadows, as I entered her room, I saw her crying on her bed. Her fists clutched the bedding, her face contorted in pain and loss, her tears staining her face.
"He's gone..." She whispered, my eyes widened in shock. She opened her eyes, her whites bloodshot from the crying, those dark brown abyss's looked into my red ones. "Alucard" her voice raspy and hoarse. I slowly walked towards her, her tears still flowing, when I sat down she immediately threw herself into my chest. I didn't know what to do, she surprised me by doing that, I wrapped my arms around her holding her close.
"Talk to me, Snowflake." I whispered to her, taking my glasses off and looking down at her. Viola looked up at me, my heart breaking at her hurt and painfilled expression.
"My Uncle Max passed away...." I looked at her with wide eyes. "The last of my family...gone. I-I'm alone." She clutched my shirt, her head bending so I couldn't see her face. Using my hand, I lifted her head so I could see her captivating eyes.
"You are not alone, Viola," her eyes widened as I said her name, "you have Integra, Walter, Seras and....me." The next thing I know, Viola is kissing me, her arms wrapped around my neck, the sudden shock causing me to fall backwards on her bed. She broke off the kiss, a deep blush on her cheeks, I smiled, actually smiled, at her softly. "I would never get bored of you, you've stolen the undead heart of the Vampire King, my Draculina." Her eyes widened, I turned us over so we were laying on our sides, I laid my head on her chest, where her heart is and fell asleep to that beautiful beat.
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The Vampire King's Princess
RomanceViola Meyers, AKA Angel Of Death, is an American born teenage girl; age 17. Her parents were taken away from her when she was young, by a vampire. She is taken in by a catholic priest, also a retired vampire hunter. Upon returning home, Viola is me...
