Hours later, over a hundred people from ages eighteen to forty-eight gathered at Ghost Hall. Ghost Hall, as it had been nicknamed, was once the greatest raceway of the 1910 circuit. It had turns so sharp, that if you lost control of your car, you could end up a ghost. That's why this raceway had been closed down and a newer safer course had been built. But even now, the Ghost Hall raceway was still in use.
George, Seras, and the Pit Vipers were the last to arrive. They were laughed at by all the other racers as they pulled up to the raceway. A real hard ass Irish boy, with tattoos, and piercings walked up to Newport; and even though he was shorter than Newport, it was clear that he held Newport's respect.
"You pussys are late." he told them.
"No worries Ringo. We were inducting a new driver." explained Newport, trying not to show fear.
"What happened?" Ringo laughed at him, with smugness. "Dents get busted...or buried like that dumb ass Danny."
"She lost to our new driver. Our new driver is gonna bury you and make us number one." boasted Newport, trying to use his height to his advantage.
Ringo remained unimpressed and unintimidated. "You? Number One? You haven't got the balls to be Number One, even if by some miracle you did win." Ringo laughed in Newport's face.
"Ringo." growled Newport, angrily. "One day, I'm gonna..."
"What? You wanna say something." threatened Ringo, his eyes growing dark and his fangs growing longer.
Newport just snarled at him, as he backed down.
"I didn't think so, ass muncher. So let's see your new driver. Bring him before the king." Ringo demanded with a smirk.
"Axton, go get George." ordered Newport.
"Come on George, and don't be afraid. I won't let them harm you." promised Axton.
"That's nice." snickered George.
Axton and George walked up to Newport and stood by him. Ringo looked her over.
"This? This is your new driver?" Ringo laughed at her. "She's a fucking human. Damn you guys really are desperate.".
He laughed so hard that his stomach started hurting. And the others laughed with him. George just smirked at him, walked up to him, grabbed the ring in his lip and ripped it off him. He growled in rage at her. George ignored him, slipped the ring onto her middle finger and held it up for him to see.
"Hm, what do you know a perfect fit." smirked George unafraid, as she looked at Ringo.
Ringo licked his lip and spit the blood to the ground. He looked at her with dark eyes as he spoke. "You got nerve, human! What makes you think you can come into my territory, bringing these losers with you, and disrespect me like this!"
"A Queen must restore order to her rule by making example of fools and idiots. Otherwise, the other peasants my revolt." declared George, staring him down.
Ringo glared at this "little" human. They were the same height. He could see right into her eyes. He was using his vampiric eyes on her, yet they seemed to have no effect. In fact, this little human was radiating a darkness that he just couldn't explain.
Who is this kid? No matter, I ain't scared of her. Ringo told himself, and then he grinned.
Axton and Newport swallowed the lumps in her throat as this little human faced down the strongest vampire in their street gang. Seras just worried that George was going to go too far and get herself killed. Suddenly, Ringo started laughing. And then, everyone else started laughing with him, as the tension left the air.
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Not Another Girl (Hellsing x Reader)
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