🎸👻Lauren Phantom👻🎸

{Okay, fuck it, I’m throwing in some NSFW head canons, and extra details, before we begin… It’s for more of a visual, I guess, lol. Might be long, since I like detail, but whatevs. Feel free to skip to the beginning of the fanfic. I won’t be mad lol.}

Alucard - Definitely has a larger than average cock, and can use it very well. About 8.5” with a slight upward curve to it. Nice girth. Uncut. Also has a well-groomed, sexy, blond bush. His body is very lanky, yet nicely toned, and muscular. Sort of like a sprinter’s physique, but just a little more buff, since he’s also got the natural physical strength of a fucking tank, considering he’s half-vampire. He’s a switch, but prefers to bottom with either male or female partners. He loves giving oral. Total power bottom, as well. Most likely jerks off a whole lot, if he can’t find satisfaction with a partner. He fantasizes about Sypha and Trevor, on occasion, and misses them deeply.

Lyudmil - Lyudmil has quite a long shaft, with just average girth. 10”, uncut, with an extremely trimmed, and groomed bush. He’s a couple inches shorter than Alucard, who stands at 6’0, and 6’3 in his boots, making Lyudmil about 5’10. He has a very slim, almost feminine physique. He has hardly any muscle toning, due to the fact that he just works as a servant for Alucard and Lorena. He hasn’t had the extensive training, or history as a monster hunter, like they have. He’s a total top, and has only ever considered being a bottom, once in a while. Mostly goes for men, but he has sometimes bedded women, throughout his life. Secretly, he sometimes fantasizes about a powerful, strong woman dominating him. He absolutely loves to receive oral, and give it. On men and the few women he’s fucked, he loves anal sex. With men, that’s a given, but with women, he’s found that he isn’t too keen about vaginal sex. Mostly because of his fears of getting a woman pregnant, considering he’s more for men. Being a father just isn’t on his list of things he wants to do.

Lorena - Lorena is quite a short lady, standing at only 5’0. Down there, she keeps a wild, sexy bush. Think 70s porn star lol. Her body is quite toned. Her arms are slender, yet muscular, given that she has had to be physically strong to slay monsters. She has a slim waist, with light abs, and quite the curve in her back. Her hips are quite wide, and her thighs are absolutely curvaveous, and muscular. She has a medium-sized, yet very beautifully shaped, toned ass. Most of all, her most prominent feature are her ridiculous breasts. Compared to her rather small frame, her breasts are just absolutely huge. She’s a switch, but loves being dominant. When dominant, she’s incredibly strict and powerful. However, if well-behaved, the rewards she grants her partner are heavenly. She loves giving oral, and with a male partner, she usually uses a strap-on. She tends to shy away from anal sex with her being the one penetrated, but occasionally will do it. On the occasion that she is a bottom, though, she’s a total opposite of how she is as a dominant. She’ll beg, whine, and even cry like a pathetic slut, if she isn’t granted what she so desires by her dominating partner. Secretly, she fantasizes about Sypha, and Trevor. She misses them, and wishes that she could’ve perhaps had some fun with them, and Alucard, before their time ran out.

(AIGHT, LET’S DO THIS.)

A few days had gone by since Lorena’s discovery of the fact that Alucard’s feelings for Lyudmil were much more than platonic. She had taken some time to think about what she would say to either of them. Now, she was in her bedroom, just waking up. She looked out the window, and observed the many pine trees, and the way the wind blew through their leaves. Suddenly, her bedroom doors clicked open, causing her to jump. Quickly turning to see who it was, she softened. It was only Alucard. He chuckled softly at Lorena’s surprised look.

“Only me, darling…”, he said to her, shaking his head a little.

Lorena swallowed hard, and then forced a smile.

“Yes…”, she replied, with a small shrug.

Alucard slowly walked over to her, and leaned down. He cupped her face in his hands, and briefly stared into her doe, green eyes. Lorena stared back, and her heart felt fuzzy, as she looked into his golden orbs. Pressing a kiss to her lips, suddenly, Alucard ran his fingers through her very long, brunette waves. As they kissed, Lorena realized she could smell Lyudmil’s cologne on him. Despite that, she continued to passionately kiss him. After a few minutes, Alucard finally broke the kiss. Lorena couldn’t help but smile, genuinely, this time.

“I’m sorry I’ve been gone all morning…”, Alucard apologized, suddenly walking over to their wardrobe.

He threw off his shirt, and tossed it onto their grand bed. Lorena blinked, and tilted her head. She presumed she knew the answer as to why he had been gone, but she held her tongue.

“Did you want to do something today? Maybe go for a nice walk?”, Alucard suggested.

Slowly, Lorena rose from her chair by the window. She approached Alucard, with an unreadable look on her face. He seemed to frown slightly as he noticed this. Lorena smirked a bit, and made a beckoning motion with her hand, signaling for him to lean down to her height. As soon as he did so, she grabbed hold of one of the belt loops on his leather pants.

“I think I should tell you… I know what’s happening between you, and Lyudmil…”, she told him, with a smug grin.

Alucard’s eyes practically grew to the size of dinner plates, and he staggered back, just a little. Lorena kept her fingers hooked in his belt loops, pulling him back towards her. Her ample bosom pressed against his abs, she stared up at him with an almost teasing smile.

“Oh, relax…”, she reassured him. “I’m not mad… my love.”

Alucard blinked, and he swallowed hard. His neck and cheeks heated up with a subtle, pink blush.

“You aren’t…?”, he wondered.

Lorena shook her head.

“I am not”, she replied, with a soft giggle. “I just… I think I just want you to be happy. Even if that means you… have sexual relations with our butler.”

Alucard seemed to freeze, and bite his lower lip at Lorena’s words. It was a tad bit more than just sexual, and he felt hesitant to break the news to her.

“Lorena, I—“, Alucard began.

“Darling, darling… I’ve already told you, I’m not mad. I love you so very much, and seeing you feel that amazing… well… it was nice”, she cut him off, giggling.

“Lorena! Listen to me…”, Alucard suddenly raised his voice a little.

She frowned, and took a step back.

“Yes…?”, she tilted her head, blinking.

Alucard let out a sigh, and rubbed his eyes, tiredly. He then met her gaze, again.

“My feelings for Lyudmil go a little bit deeper than just… pleasures of the flesh…”, he explained, shrugging.

Lorena’s brows knitted together, and she seemed to stare right through Alucard, briefly.

“You’re… in love?”, she asked him, feeling a pang of jealousy.

Alucard didn’t respond. However, he didn’t need to. With the way he averted his gaze yet again, and the way he shifted uncomfortably gave her as much information as she needed. She then took a deep breath, steeling herself.

“Well…”, she began, her shoulders dropping. “I suppose… I can live with that.”

Alucard then perked up a little.

“I’ll admit… I’ve… felt a similar way, in the past, for Sypha… the way you do Lyudmil. Trevor, too, sometimes”, Lorena revealed to him, blushing.

Alucard sighed at the mention of their long-gone friends. He bit his bottom lip, biting back some tears. He then walked up to Lorena, and hugged her. Lorena immediately wrapped her arms around her husband, right back.

“I… I’m happy you’re so accepting…”, Alucard quietly said.

“Of course I am… I love you”, Lorena reassured him, nuzzling his chest.

Later in the evening, Lorena found Lyudmil in his usual spot. He was dusting around the halls, humming quietly to himself. She stifled a giggle as she slowly creeped up behind him.

“Lyudmil”, she spoke his name, immediately eliciting a gasp from him.

Lyudmil jumped, and whirled around.

“Oh! Mistress… Good heavens. You’re so quiet…”, he laughed, nervously, placing a hand over his chest. “What can I do for you?”

“Oh, well… I was actually wondering what I could do for you…”, she replied, twirling a piece of her hair.

Lyudmil raised a brow, and blinked. He gave her an up and down look, and noticed she was wearing quite… unusual attire, compared to what she normally wore.

“You look… comfortable…”, Lyudmil commented, swallowing hard.

He hadn’t meant to, but he completely ignored her remark. He couldn’t believe what she had on. He had never seen his mistress in such… scandalous clothing. She wore an extremely low cut, sleeveless dress. It was an exquisite shade of sage green, her favorite color. Where her hips were, the fabric was cut out, exposing her curvaceous lower half. Lorena threw her head back, and laughed mirthfully at his remark, and she gave a dismissive wave of her hand.

“Oh, Lyudmil… you are a funny one”, she answered, staring up into his amber eyes.

She batted her eyelashes at him, as she took a step closer. Lyudmil was now extremely confused, but he didn’t back away.

“Mistress… C-can I ask you something?”, he stammered, blinking rapidly.

“Mm, yes.”

“Are you… going somewhere?”, he questioned her, leaning down slightly, to her level.

Lorena rolled her eyes, and smirked.

“No, silly… this old thing?”, she gestured towards her revealing gown, “It’s just an old dress I used to wear, back when Alucard and I were just in the beginning of our romance. However… I did think maybe you would like to see it.”

“Ah… that is lovely, my lady…”, he replied, his brows still furrowed together.

“So, do you like it?”

Lyudmil glanced around, and then looked back down at her.

“It’s… nice”, he answered.

Lorena’s shoulders seemed to drop, but her expression remained soft.

“Well, uhh… thank you”, she thanked him, yet again twirling her hair, flirtatiously.

Lyudmil gave her a curt bow, and then resumed his dusting. Lorena turned, and strutted back down the hall, feeling frustrated. As soon as she reached the end of the hall, turning the corner, she stumbled right into Alucard.

“What are you doing?”, he asked her, a sly grin curving up the corners of his lips.

Lorena blushed, and practically forgot how to speak. She realized he had been standing there the entire time, with the way he had his arms crossed, and bore quite a smug expression.

“W-well, you… I… I’m just… I’m flirting, okay?”, she replied, scoffing.

Alucard laughed, and shook his head.

“Oh, what’s funny?”, Lorena crossed her arms.

“That’s how you flirt with Lyudmil? You know, while he isn’t judgmental, he does prefer modesty… that dress is for me, love. Not him”, Alucard told her, narrowing his eyes.

Lorena blushed with embarrassment, and her fists balled up at her sides.

“You’ll have to try harder than that, darling”, Alucard teased her, tapping the tip of her nose, playfully.

Alucard proceeded to walk past her, and down the hall where Lyudmil was.

Disclaimer:

1. I don’t condone cheating, or secret affairs, but this is just a fanfiction, and besides, if you read it, you’ll see nobody actually gets mad, and if you’ve ever watched Versailles, it’s sort of like Philippe, Chevalier de Lorraine, and Liselotte’s dynamic lmao. (I suppose).

2. If you’ve read my main fanfiction, with my OC, just know that I’m still writing that, but this story will take place long after the current events of my AlucardxOC fanfiction.

Anyways… Enjoy.

The muscular dhampir’s fingers tangled in Lyudmil’s purple-tinted, jet black locks of hair. Alucard’s lips and teeth crashed into his, eliciting a passionate moan from him.

“M-master Alucard…”, Lyudmil panted, desperate for more than just a heated kiss.

Alucard growled in response, and his hands flew to the buttons of Lyudmil’s white, button-down shirt. He worked fast to get them undone, and then broke the kiss to tear it off of him. Gasping, Lyudmil watched as Alucard slowly kissed down his pale chest, and down his happy trail. Lyudmil shuddered as he reached the hem of his pants, and he bit his lower lip in arousal. Alucard smirked, and moved his hands to unbutton his pants. However, Lyudmil suddenly reached out, and grabbed Alucard’s wrists.

“H-hang on… what of Mistress Lorena? Your wife?”, Lyudmil asked him, his face flushed.

Alucard froze for a second, and swallowed hard, his eyebrows knitting together. He then shook his head, and offered Lyudmil a small, reassuring smile.

“I… don’t know… but, let’s not think about that”, Alucard suggested. “I’m sure she would be… understanding.”

Lyudmil blinked, an unreadable expression on his face. Eventually, he softened, and he slowly released Alucard’s wrists.

“Right… Please, do continue”, Lyudmil spurred him on.

Alucard let out a low chuckle, and proceeded to get Lyudmil’s pants down to his ankles faster than he could think about it. Alucard’s jaw dropped at Lyudmil’s hardness, and the size of it. Lyudmil blushed, and averted his amber gaze. Without breaking eye contact, Alucard slowly moved forward, and wrapped his tongue and lips around his head. He hissed and grabbed onto handfuls of Alucard’s long, gorgeous hair.

“O-oh… master…!”, Lyudmil breathed out, his eyes rolling back in his head as Alucard took him further into his warm, wet mouth.

As Alucard eventually reached his base, his lips meeting Lyudmil’s lush nest of curls, he moaned around his shaft. The vibrations from Alucard’s moaning caused Lyudmil to whine and buck his hips, with need.

While the two were going at it, Lorena was just down the hall. She knew the two were chatting, and playing chess inside of Alucard’s study. Wanting to surprise them with some tea and snacks, she strolled down the hall holding a tray. Atop it were two cups of Earl Grey, and some biscuits that she whipped up. However, as she neared the room, she could hear some strange noises coming from inside of it. Tilting her head with confusion, she slowed her steps. As she crept towards the door, the sounds grew louder. She then noticed the door was left open a crack. Her pointed ears, and transparent wings quivered with interest. She bit her lip in thought, and then very stealthily, she slowly pushed the door open a tad bit further, one half of her face peering inside. Immediately, her eyes went wide, and her eyebrows practically flew up. It was astonishing how she didn’t drop her tray, with shock, for her hands were shaking. Taking slow, uncertain steps back from the door, her cheeks and neck heated up with a deep, crimson blush. Quickly, she scurried back down the hall, down the winding stairs, and then locked herself inside the kitchen. She was breathing heavy, her eyes wild with shock. She couldn’t believe what she just saw. Out of all the emotions she should’ve felt, she didn’t feel them at all. Deep down, Lorena knew she should’ve been feeling angry, and betrayed. However, to her great surprise, she felt more like… unsurprised, and supportive of her husband’s feelings for their servant. She didn’t want to take something away from Alucard that he clearly loved, and received happiness from.

While Lorena pondered the situation downstairs, Alucard and Lyudmil continued with their wildling night. After Alucard had his mouth all over Lyudmil’s manhood, he was soon bent over his desk, in his study. Lyudmil sucked in a shaky breath, as he stood behind Alucard, his large hands grabbing onto his muscular, finely toned ass. His long fingertips dug into his flesh, a little, and he bit his lip. Steady, Alucard braced himself for Lyudmil to enter him.

“Please… do it… I need it”, Alucard breathed out, his eyes full of lust and longing for Lyudmil.

Gently closing his eyes, Lyudmil carefully pushed into Alucard from behind. Instantly, Alucard gripped onto his desk, and let out a gasp of bliss.

“Yes… yes… just like that”, Alucard groaned, his golden eyes rolling back, in pleasure.

“Master, you’re so tight… oh, my…”, Lyudmil whispered, as he began to move his hips.

As Lyudmil pumped in and out of him, the desk began to rhythmically bang against the wall. The rhythm at which the desk banged quickened as Lyudmil did. Alucard pushed back onto Lyudmil’s shaft, meeting his every movement.

“Master! You feel so good! I’m getting… so close!”, Lyudmil moaned loudly, feeling his cock twitch inside of him.

“Do it! Release yourself inside me! Please!”, Alucard replied, his voice rough with arousal.

Lyudmil sped up his motions more than ever, thrusting in and out of him with reckless abandon.

“I’m… I’m… A-ah!”, Lyudmil let out a strained moan, just as he thrusted one final time.

Alucard cried out in bliss as he felt Lyudmil’s seed shoot into him, filling him deeply. Shivering, Alucard finally came, as well. The two panted as they came down from their intense orgasms. Eventually, Lyudmil pulled out of Alucard, eliciting a grunt from him.

“Was that… satisfying? Master?”, Lyudmil questioned, a bashful smile on his handsome face.

Alucard slowly stood up, and turned to face him.

“It was…”, he replied, brushing his thumb over Lyudmil’s bottom lip, lovingly.

Then, he leaned in, kissing him, once more. As they shared yet another passionate kiss, their tongues intertwined with one another, they didn’t realize that they had a spectator.

“I just can’t fathom what could’ve possibly happened!”, I choked out, right before bringing my hands to my face and sobbing into them.

I heard Sypha set down a small tea cup in front of me. After the events of the night Dalv and Alucard disappeared, I set out to find Trevor and Sypha. I found out where they had been staying, and I didn’t hesitate to ask them for their help. I needed it. I needed to get my husband, and our son back.

“Okay… It’s alright. Just stay calm, okay?”, Sypha told me, softly, her hand caressing my shoulder.

“You never actually told us who that was in the dream…”, Trevor suddenly piped up, after he had sat in silence, across from me. “You only mentioned that it was a man. Did you know him?”

I swallowed hard, and nervously fiddled with the fabric of my tattered day gown. I did know the man. However, I was so afraid to admit where I knew him from. It was all so strange. Eventually, though, I blinked and my eyes met Trevor’s questioning, blue gaze.

“I-I do know him… or rather, I did…”, I admit, in a small voice.

Sypha sat down in the chair next to mine, and reached over to place a comforting hand on top of mine.

“Who was he? You can tell us…”, Sypha answered, looking very urgent.

For some moments, I stayed silent, my heart beating a little faster. I looked from Trevor to Sypha, to Sypha, and back to Trevor. My eyes darted between them, with uncertainty, as if I was starting to regret telling them I knew the man I saw in my horrific nightmare. I sighed.

“He… he was Rowan…”, I finally spoke, blinking. “My late, deceased, former lover… I know I mentioned him to you guys, a long time ago, now. I spoke of him days before we had slayed Dracula.”

As soon as I told them, their eyes seemed to widen slightly, and they exchanged an unreadable glance. Slowly, Sypha turned back to face me.

“Well… we can’t do very much… based on what you have told us, but… we could try one thing…”, Sypha trailed off, biting her lower lip in thought.

I stared at her with a bewildered expression, my brows knitted together. Even Trevor seemed as if he had no clue as to what she was talking about.

“What is it, Sypha?”, Trevor asked her, gazing at her with curiosity.

Abruptly, Sypha stood up from her chair, and walked over to one of the cabinets in their small kitchen. I watched as she carefully reached in, and with both hands, pulled out a heavy, thick book. She slowly walked back over to the table, and set it in the middle of all three of us. I blinked at her.

“I grabbed this one from the Belmont hold…”, she says, quietly. “I’ve had it since before we killed Dracula.”

Trevor sighed, and seemed to roll his eyes. However, a little smirk played on his lips.

“You dirty little sneak… you stole a book from my family’s library? How did you manage to keep that heavy-ass thing on you?”, he asked, staring up at her with confusion. “I never even noticed you had it, ‘til now… and that was almost two years ago!”

Sypha stifled a laugh, and seemed to grin, subtly. She rolled her eyes right back at Trevor.

“I have my ways…”, she replied, and gave him a subtle wink.

Trevor just stared at her for moments longer, and then eventually shook his head at her, breaking his stare.

“Anyways…”, Sypha redirected her attention towards the book. “There is something in here that talks about the act of inducing what is believed to be a dream state, but where you have full control of your body, and the things around you… Perhaps we could use such methods to track where it is that Alucard and Dalv have gone missing…”

Her explanation sounded very familiar, and I tilted my head. Realization soon dawned on me as to what she was speaking about.

“Astral projection”, I spoke up, breaking the momentary silence between the three of us.

Sypha and Trevor immediately turned to face me, their expressions unreadable.

“You know this stuff?”, Trevor asked, his eyebrows raising nearly up to his hairline. “How?”

Sypha didn’t say anything, but I saw on her face that she was wondering the same thing.

I swallowed, and bit the inside of my cheek. I then sighed, and crossed my legs under the table.

“When I was a little girl, I had a great interest in the dream world, and how far you could go in it. I wondered to myself if I could possibly dream so powerfully, and so deeply, that it was almost like a whole other world… one that I could escape to, at night”, I began, not making eye contact with them, at first. “When I was 13 years old, I had encountered a vampire… he was an absolutely beautiful one. At least by my younger self’s standards. He had gorgeous, icy pale skin, was nearly six feet and five inches tall, had wavy, jet black hair that was nearly down to his behind, and the deepest green eyes I’d ever seen.”

“Okay? You encountered a sexy, dreamboat of a vampire, and…?”, Trevor replied, before I could even keep going.

Sypha angrily shot him a look, immediately silencing him. Then, she slowly turned back to face me, her expression soft once more.

I swallowed hard, not really caring about Trevor’s remark. I kept going.

“He knew of all things the dream world could offer… He spoke of the fantastical worlds he traveled to, when he slept… he told me of how he was even a prince in one of the worlds he liked to go to. Hearing this gave me hope, and faith that I wasn’t going crazy. I was really onto something. Eventually, he took me under his wing, and every single night, we would meet in a particular spot in a dark forest. The spot was in a clearing, and directly below where the moon would be, high up in the sky. The trees parting, formed a perfect circle around said clearing. He trained me, and taught me how to eventually enter what he called the ‘Void’.”

“Void…?”, Trevor questioned.

I nodded.

“The Void, indeed”, I replied. “It’s described as that place just between deep sleep, and being awake. It’s that place you’re in just before you completely drift off, and if you pay attention just enough, as you’re falling into slumber, you can catch yourself, and redirect where your consciousness goes. Eventually, he taught me how to do that. Once I learned how, I went to oh, so many places…”, I trailed off, remembering all the vivid dreams I had, and everything I saw where my consciousness went.

Sypha blinked, looking sort of confused, yet interested, all at once.

“That’s… quite impressive, Lorena… but, what happened to your vampire friend?”, she asked me.

“Hopefully six feet under… Guy sounds like a creep… ‘training’ you to do things at 13? Yuck…”, Trevor interjected, making a disgusted face.

Sypha shot him yet another look.

“Trevor! If you aren’t going to help, or offer any actually useful input, then why don’t you go outside and feed the horses, or something?”, she scolded him, crossing her arms.

Trevor only laughed, and shook his head.

“Calm down, Sypha… okay, I’ll stop… sorry”, he chuckled, and then turned his attention back to me.

Sypha very slowly turned back to me, clearly still irritated by Trevor.

I found myself stifling a laugh at Trevor’s comment, but I held my tongue. I shrugged, and then continued on.

“Well… to answer your question, Sypha, my aunt eventually found out about me going to meet him, and strictly forbade me from ever seeing him again”, I told her. “As for you, Trevor, he was actually only about 16 years old… He was turned when he was 14. However, his otherworldly beauty, and knowledge made him seem much more mature”, I explained.

“I see…”, Sypha replied. “You wouldn’t happen to… maybe know if he’s still alive, would you?”

“No”, Trevor suddenly said, before I could answer. He shook his head at Sypha, looking very upset.

“Trevor, shut the hell up, please! This could be our only hope of helping her!”, she raised her voice at him.

“Sypha, I am not gallivanting around with some hippie vampire who can travel through the cosmos! That’s asking for trouble! No wonder her aunt forbade her from seeing him. If she were under my responsibility, I’d say no, too!”, he replied, throwing his hands up in exasperation.

Sypha then growled with frustration, and slammed a fist on the wooden table, briefly shaking the cup of tea in front of me.

“Trevor, come on! You need to put your pride aside, sometimes! Plus, you forget about something, you selfish fool: Alucard, our best friend, is missing! And so is our new illegitimate nephew!”, she reminds him, with a sigh.

Trevor let out a long sigh, and didn’t reply for a while. He then ran a hand through his messy, brunette hair.

“Okay, fine… fine, I’ll do it… but only just this once”, he replied, pointing a finger at Sypha.

Sypha’s face softened, and she managed to give him a sweet smile.

“That’s more like it, dear…”, she said to him, with a sickeningly sweet tone.

“Gosh, you’re lucky you’re so adorable”, he muttered under his breath at her, turning his gaze away, as a blush subtly heated his cheeks.

I then cleared my throat.

(OCxCanon) I haven't posted some art here in a loooong time, so here's a couple of my OC, Lorena, Alucard, and Dalv. :)

Ever since Dalv was born, Alucard and I had never been closer. It felt like such a peaceful, happy little life, with my husband and our child. I had dreamed of living like this, for a long time, but I sometimes doubted it would ever come true. However, here I was, sitting in an old rocking chair, by the fireplace. In my arms, I cradled our now three-month old son, as he slept. A smile manifested itself upon my face, as I looked down at him, with pure love and adoration. Proof of Alucard and I's union, right here. A sigh left my lips, and I found myself drifting off. I hadn't realized how tired I was, and how little of sleep I was getting. Eventually, my eyes fluttered shut, and I held Dalv a little closer.

My eyes suddenly flew open. Before me, I watched as the castle we lived in was now covered with raging flames. I could feel the sting of the heat, from where I stood. Instantly, I began to panic. I screamed and tried to run towards our burning home, but it seemed to be getting farther away. The closer I got, the castle was even more out of reach. My heart began to feel like it was about to fall out of my mouth, my anxiety skyrocketing. I let out a choked sob, as tears began to stream down my face, violently.

"Alucard! Dalv!", I screamed for my husband, and our child.

There was no response, so I kept on pushing, forcing my legs to work harder, until I felt like my muscles would explode. I started to scream and cry, as my worst fear played out right before my eyes. My poor husband, and our child... All alone inside the castle, burning to death. I couldn't even help them, and it made me feel like an absolute failure. Suddenly, I fell on the ground, scraping up my knees as I did so. I whimpered in pain, and continued crying. Eventually, as soon as I thought I couldn't feel more helpless, I heard something. I realized it was the sound of my husband screaming in agony. My blood ran backwards at the bone-chilling sound. I began to shake in pure fear, and I tried to move. I tried to get up, but for some reason, my body would not budge. Alucard's agonizing screams grew louder, and I eventually lifted my gaze to where our bedroom window was located. I let out a strangled cry of pure terror as I watched my husband dangle out of the window, half of his body inside. His arm limply was slung over the windowsill, as he screamed. Then, his screaming died down, and his body slowly melted, as if it were made of nothing but candlewax. His features became distorted, and his body was now a disfigured shape. Soon, he was no longer even recognizable, as pieces of him dripped down the castle's outside wall. I whimpered, and my heart sunk as I watched him disappear right before me. Seconds after, I heard the gut-wrenching sound of Dalv crying. Although, this wasn't like his usual hunger cries, or when he was frustrated. He was screaming, and sobbing violently. It sounded as if my son was being torn apart by wolves. I glanced around, wildly, my eyes the only thing able to move. Eventually, with a horrible realization, I looked up to see that Dalv was also hanging out of the window, just like my dear Alucard was. I let out a desperate cry for help, but the fire grew stronger. Soon after, Dalv melted as well, just as his father had. I felt absolutely terrible, like such a failure, for not being able to rescue my family. The flames then vanished, in an instant, as if they were never there. I gasped softly, and blinked, confused. A shiver of hope ran through me, that maybe it was just a hallucination. Perhaps, there was never any fire at all. Maybe I would find my husband, and our child safe. I wanted nothing more than that. In that very moment, I figured out I was able to move more than just my eyes, again. Slowly and stiffly, I lifted myself up off the ground. I darted for the castle, this time thanking the Heavens that it wasn't moving away. I was quickly grabbed by one of my braids, and savagely yanked back. I screamed out in pain, and I winced, tears welling up in my eyes. My heart raced in my chest, and I could feel lips against my ear. A deep, and oddly familiar voice whispered to me,

"You forget, my dear Lorena. You forget all too easily. You forget who you truly belong to", the voice spoke.

My eyes widened, and my entire body was paralyzed, with fear.

"Wh-what are you talking about? I belong with Alucard, my husband, not anyone else!", I shot back, afraid and confused.

The voice cackled, but it was a mirthless sound full of evil.

"Oh, my... You really have forgotten."

I swallowed hard, my stomach churning, sickeningly. I couldn't decide whether I should turn around, or not. Should I face the source of this mysterious, ghastly voice?

"F-forgotten what?!", I asked, in a rather snappy tone, starting to become irritated.

"Me!", the voice yelled right in my ear.

I didn't have to turn around, myself, because whoever this was grabbed hold of me. They whipped me around, and I saw their face. Instantaneously, I recognized this face. The tan, freckled skin, the orange eyes, the long auburn hair, and the scar on his left eyebrow. It was Rowan.

I woke with a start, my entire body drenched in sweat, underneath my night gown. I gasped, as I realized it was all just a nightmare. However, when I looked down in my lap, I did not see Dalv. I let out a terror-filled shriek, and I practically shot up out of the rocking chair. Frantically, I searched the room, screaming for my son. In a rush, I pretty much body-slammed the doors, as I made an exit. I was picked up off my feet, by my wings, as I soared through the castle. My tiny, pointed ears twitched with uncertainty. Minutes later, I dropped back down to my feet, continuing to search. I looked in every single part of the first floor.

"Alucard! Dalv!", I yelled for my husband, and my son.

However, there was absolutely no response. I repeated their names, over and over again. My heart felt like it would be torn apart, underneath the crushing weight of the anxiety I felt. I needed them to respond to me.

"Okay, Alucard! Come on! I know you're just messing with me?! Right?!", I yelled out, my voice bouncing off the castle walls.

I panted, as I stood there, idly. I waited. However, the only response I got was my voice echoing back to me.

"This is just a silly prank, right?! You're gonna come out now, aren't you?!", I spoke loudly again, praying to the heavens for just one reply.

Joseph Joestar and Caesar Zeppeli stood in the temple of the Pillar Men. The three tall, muscular men stood before them, practically glowing with the immense power that they all possessed. The battle had grown intense, and bruises and cuts covered Joseph and Caesar from head to toe. Kars was panting, his chest heaving as he stared at the two opponents before him and his comrades. He groaned, quietly. Wamuu walked up to Kars, and placed a hand on his shoulder.

“We underestimated them. What do we do?”, he asked Kars, his deep voice echoing in the temple.

“We cannot be carelessly shedding blood. However, we need to retrieve the Red Stone of Aja. It’s rightfully ours”, Kars replied, his voice as monotone and stoic as always, even under pressure.

Esidisi also took a step forward, and placed a hand on Kars’ other shoulder.

“Perhaps I can finish them off. My flames can ignite them in an instant”, he suggested, narrowing his eyes at Joseph and Caesar.

“No. We must not be impulsive. There has to be some way we can get the pendant, without potentially harming it.”

“Is it not resistant to my flames?”

Kars closed his eyes in deep thought.

“It is resistant to the elements. However, we cannot even risk damaging it in the slightest. I want it completely untouched”, Kars answered, his brows furrowing deep in thought.

Suddenly, Joseph stomped his foot, and clenched his fists.

“What are you three chattering about, over there?! This fight isn’t over!”, he yelled at the Pillar Men.

“Patience, mortal”, Esidisi quickly replied to Joseph.

“Why, you—! I swear to God, I’ll—“, he began.

Caesar quickly held him back.

“JoJo! We have no idea what we’re planning, and we do not have much Hamon energy left! We cannot be impulsive”, he said to him, with a stern tone of voice.

“Hmph… perhaps, you are right…”, Joseph replied, narrowing his eyes. “I’m still gonna crush those fools, though! Just you watch!”

“I’m right behind you, JoJo”, Caesar promised him, clapping him on the shoulder.

Just as Joseph was about to speak up, yet again, a glowing and overwhelming light could be seen floating above the open sky-facing window of the temple. It radiated a great warmth, and its golden hues faded out to a brilliant white at its ages. While it was far away, it seemed to be getting closer.

“What the hell is that?!”, Joseph questioned, stopping everything he was doing to stare at the mysterious light.

“Oh, dear… what now?!”, Caesar added, glancing around frantically, as if searching for any other anomalies suddenly appearing.

Kars, Esidisi, and Wamuu even stopped to stare up at it. They all looked curious, and floored, at the same time.

“What is this great source of power?! I can feel its strength from here!”, Kars shouted, his eyes widening in bewilderment.

“The energy… it’s so very powerful! It’s fantastic! It feels… so warm”, Esidisi remarked, decidedly.

The light was now directly above the temple, shining inside. Joseph and Caesar shielded their mortal eyes from the light. The Pillar Men stared on at it, their eyes unbothered by the great ball of light. Suddenly, it came straight down into the temple, landing hard. The temple shook, knocking Caesar off his feet, and causing Joseph to stumble back into the far wall, catching himself with his palms, as they smacked against it. The light then faded, and the temple was once more a dimly lit room, with torches at each corner. Caesar and Joseph slowly but surely uncovered their eyes. Standing in the middle of the temple was a woman. She was short, and voluptuous, and she was dressed in the purest of white silk, with gold accents. She had pale skin, dark cherry red lips, yellow eyes, and dark brown hair that bordered black. Her face was reminiscent of that of an angel, her eyes spaced a tad bit widely, with full and youthful cheeks. She slowly turned to face Joseph and Caesar.

“Why must you disturb my dear friends?”, she asked them. “Forgive them. This is meant to be a place of peace.”

“Who are you?”, Caesar asked the woman.

She blinked. “It seems like mortals have truly forgotten me after centuries. I am Luci, ancient goddess of beauty and fertility. This is my temple.”

“Your temple?! Then, what are those three fruit loops doing in it?!”, Joseph asked her, rudely pointing at the men behind her.

Luci sighed.

“They are my dear friends, like I said. I’ve allowed them to live here, ever since the day I met them. Three giant men who came to my doorstep, offering me a basket full of delicious fruits, and wine, and promising me friendship. I trusted them, and I was right to. These are my friends, my home”, Luci explained. “Tell me now… why are you fighting?”

“They’re trying to get their hands on the Red Stone of Aja!”, Joseph said, angrily.

“They’re planning to use it for malicious intent”, Caesar chimed in.

Luci shook her head. “The Red Stone of Aja is actually my pendant”, she revealed. “I gave it to them when I went to travel the world, for thousands of years. When I had returned, I found they had fallen into a deep slumber. However, I could not find the Red Stone of Aja… my beautiful pendant. I could sense its energy was somewhere on Earth, so I set out to find it again. However, it lead me to you two.”

“Wait a moment! You mean to tell me you entrusted these three dorks with your favorite necklace? A necklace that’s power rivals the forces of the Earth, itself?!”, Joseph asked Luci, in bewilderment.

“You misunderstand them!”, Luci shouted, raising her voice now. “They were merely looking after my pendant. They were acting out, to protect what is mine! Please… if you have any heart, you’ll return me my necklace. It belongs to me.”

Caesar then took a step forward. “We will give you the necklace. It is rightfully yours”, he said to Luci.

“What?! You’re just going to hand it over like that?!”, Joseph asked Caesar.

Caesar turned to Joseph, and shook his head. “Joseph… It is rude to deny someone their rightful possessions.”

Joseph’s lips tightened, and he spoke no more. He sighed, and solemnly nodded.

Caesar walked up to Luci, gently handing her the pendant back.

“Here you are. I apologize for any harm me, or my friend may have caused you, Kars, Esidisi, or Wamuu”, Caesar apologized, with a bow.

Luci smiled warmly at him. “My pendant has been returned to me, safe and sound. That is all that matters”, she said, before putting it around her neck, smiling down at it, as it hung down, a little past her cleavage. “For your kindness, Caesar Zeppeli, you will be rewarded one day. As you will, JoJo, for your fighting spirit.”

Caesar smiled warmly at Luci, while Joseph merely nodded.

“Goodbye, now. I bless you both”, Luci told them, as she waved them off.

Joseph and Caesar left the temple with no further argument. As soon as the temple door reached the floor, shutting out the outside world, Luci turned around to face her friends.

“Luci… we have missed you. For thousands of years, we thought we would never see you again”, Esidisi told her, taking a bow before her.

“Yes. Dear Luci, we have been lost without you”, Wamuu added, taking a bow as well.

“I have kept you in my mind, waiting for all these years, Luci. It is great to see you”, Kars responded, slowly lowering to his knee, as well.

Luci giggled softly, and clapped her hands together.

“It’s great to be back!”, she replied, in a voice as cheerful as a mortal woman’s. “Shall we group hug?”

Esidisi chuckled. “Always the sentimental one, Luci”, he said to her.

Wamuu, and Kars exchanged a glance, both cracking warm little smiles. They slowly walked towards Luci, and embraced her, their huge arms protectively wrapping around her. Luci was finally home, where she belonged, happily greeted by her friends.

[Mentions of drug use, and some sexual themes]

Three unlikely students, brought together by their own mischievous actions. The typical school day was from 8:00 AM sharp to 3:30 in the afternoon. During that time period, the three students mentioned decided that today would be the day they got thrown in detention; for the first time.

At 9:30 AM, Ryder Sebastian Malfoy, a nineteen year old seventh year student was caught stealing another student’s watch they had left on their desk.

11:15 AM, Lyrie Apollo Sagepatch, an eighteen year old seventh year student cussed out a professor after being asked multiple times to set her book down, and pay attention.

Finally, at 1:00 PM, Vincent James Granger-Weasley, an eighteen year old seventh year student, was caught with shrooms, intending to distribute.

So… what did we have here?

A sly, kleptomaniac Slytherin.

A rebellious Ravenclaw

And a junkie Gryffindor

Out of these three, nobody could say who was the worst. None of them were better than the next, and they all knew they were lousy young adults who needed to clean their act up. However, that was the last thing on their mind. They shouldn’t be reduced to the labels that others might put on them, for the kleptomaniac was actually a brainiac—intelligent, and an absolutely A+ student. The rebellious Ravenclaw was not just a filthy, sleazy rebel with a foul mouth. She was a talented musician, with a voice and a rockin’ guitar… and that druggie? An incredible photographer. They all knew who they really were, no matter what anybody might’ve thought of them. Unfortunately though, in the real world, people would put labels on them all the time. Especially muggles. Many muggles who did not understand magic would dare to call them evil, terrifying, and an abomination to society.

Nine months had passed, since we told Trevor and Sypha the news—the news about me being with child. I was so happy, and so was Alucard. We spent all those months preparing for this new child. Alucard and I built a crib, and sewed some stuffed toys. We would soon be a small, but happy family. All I prayed for was that this child would come into this world happy and healthy. I did, in fact, get my wish.

Outside in the garden, Alucard and I were pulling some ripe vegetables out from the soil, collecting them all in a basket. I suddenly dropped to my knees, and felt like I had to relieve myself. Alucard gasped as he saw me fall. He ran over to me, holding my hand.

“Darling, I believe our child is coming!”, I say to him, tears welling up in my eyes against the pain.

Sypha and Trevor, who had been staying with us for a couple weeks, came rushing out of the castle. Sypha dropped to my level, and gently caressed my back.

“It’s going to be alright. Just relax, and stay like that”, she told me, reassuringly.

I breathed heavy, my bosom heaving as I felt my lower region contracting. I felt an expanding sensation, and I bit the inside of my cheek against the pain.

“I’m here for you, sweetheart. I love you, Lorena”, Alucard told me, frantically.

Trevor had worry etched on his face, as he finally knelt down to my level, as well.

“You got this, pixie… you’re tough”, he reassured me, gently patting my shoulder.

All I could do was nod at him, and I tightly closed my eyes. I felt so full, but then so empty. Minutes went by, and I felt our child slowly but surely being pushed out. Then, I heard it. The sound of the product of Alucard and I’s love crying. Sypha quickly pulled the child out, and carefully gave it to me. I had birthed a son. Alucard’s face softened, and he was overjoyed. Our little boy had wispy, blond hair, just like him, with bright green eyes, like mine. Tears fell down my cheeks as I stared at him. He was proof of our union, a physical manifestation of Alucard and I, sewn together forever.

“What’s his name?”, Trevor asked us.

“Dalv…”, Alucard stated, with a proud smile.

I gently handed our baby to Alucard, and the look on his face made me so overjoyed.

“My beautiful woman… you’ve given us such a beautiful son…”, he said to me, gently helping me to my feet.

“I love you…”, I told him.

“And I love you, Lorena”, Alucard replied, giving me a kiss on the lips.

I pressed my forehead against his, and smiled.

Trevor wrapped his arm around Sypha, as they both stared at us, silently congratulating us with excited grins on their faces.

Two weeks after Alucard and I’s passionate encounter, deep down I knew I was carrying his child. I was experiencing some light morning sickness, and I could feel cramping of the implantation of his seed. I decided I would tell him. I found him in the library, his reading glasses on, and his blond hair pulled back. He looked so handsome like that. With a smile, and a blush forming on my cherubic face, I slowly approached him. I gently stroked his hair as I sat on the arm of the leather couch.

“Mm… hello, dear”, he greeted me, slowly closing his book and setting it down next to him.

“Hello, sweetheart”, I replied.

I got off the arm of the couch, and walked over to sit on the cushion next to his.

“I have something to tell you”, I told him, with a little smile.

Excitement bubbled up inside of me as I could see a smile of his own manifesting itself on his chiseled face.

“Tell me”, he softly whispered.

I bit my lip in thought, averting my gaze briefly. I could barely contain my excitement. However, I looked back at him, and I leaned in to whisper to him.

“I believe I am with child.”

As soon as I pulled away, his golden eyes widened in surprise. He cupped my face in his hands, and laughed a soft laugh.

“Y-you’re… you’re pregnant?”, he asked me, laughing still, his eyes welling up with tears.

My own started to fill up as well, and I nodded. I was in fact carrying his own. Our own child, a product of our love.

“I am, yes”, I answered, grinning from ear to ear, practically.

He immediately kissed me with such passion, I thought I might melt in his arms. I kissed him back, wrapping my arms around him. We then pulled away from the kiss, and he held me in his lap, stroking my hair, as my head rested against his chest.

“My love…”, I whispered softly to him, my voice full of emotion.

“My darling”, he whispered, as well, a low chuckle escaping him.

I could barely contain the emotion I felt as he held me close to him, the love of my life keeping me safe and warm in his strong arms.

“We should tell Trevor and Sypha the news through our distance mirror”, I said to Alucard, gently tucking a stray lock of his hair behind his ear.

“Good idea”, he replied, and kissed my forehead.

I got off of his lap, giving him room to stand up from the couch. He sauntered over to a small, mahogany box in the library. He picked it up, and sat back down, with me. Opening the box, small shards of glass flew up and then came together to create an image of part of Trevor and Sypha’s house. I didn’t see any of them at first, but Trevor came walking into the frame. He looked like he was fussing with the belt around his waist. He looked up at the distance mirror in his own home, and gasped softly.

“Oh!”, he exclaimed, hurrying over to it, and sitting down in front of it. “Hey, sorry!”

Alucard and I exchanged a glance, and laughed with one another.

“That’s quite alright, Trevor…”, I reassured him.

“What’s going on, you two? I know you didn’t summon me to the distance mirror for nothing”, he asked, crossing his arms.

“We have… very exciting news”, Alucard explained, smiling.

“Oh, yeah? Hang on…”, Trevor said, before turning around and calling for Sypha. “Sypha!”

Sypha came walking into the room, a confused look on her face before she saw the distance mirror in front of Trevor.

“Hello, you two!”, she greeted Alucard and I, as she sat down next to Trevor. “To what do we owe this pleasure?”

“They say they have exciting news”, Trevor muttered to her, her blue eyes lighting up.

“Really? What is it?”, she asked us, glancing between the two of us.

“I believe I’m pregnant”, I told them, giggling.

Both Sypha and Trevor’s eyes widened, and their jaws dropped. They exchanged a glance full of shock.

“Oh my gosh!”, Sypha cheered. “That’s amazing! I’m so happy to hear that!”

“That’s… holy hell…”, Trevor nervously chuckled. “We just killed Dracula almost a year ago, and now you two are having a kid. Oh my goodness…”

Sypha gave Trevor a playful shove, causing him to erupt into laughter.

“I’m excited for you two”, Trevor told us, with a little smile curving up the right corner of his mouth.

“When the child is soon to be born, please come and stay with us. I want you two to meet the child as soon as it is born”, I stated.

“Absolutely! You got it, Lorena”, Trevor answered, nodding slowly.

(Has smut)

An hour after Alucard had left my room, I got up to go find him in the castle library. I pushed the doors open, carefully, and peeked my head inside.

“Alucard?”, I called for him, glancing around.

“Over here”, he replied, from a corner of the library I couldn’t see for the bookshelves.

I slowly walked between the shelves, and then looked to my right. He sat close to the fireplace at the far wall, a book open on his lap. He looked so very comfortable, positioned on the leather couch.

“Is everything okay?”, he asked me, looking up from his reading.

I blinked, and then nodded.

“Yeah… I-I just… I guess I got lonely up in my room”, I admitted.

“Oh, well… you can sit by me, or on the other couch next to this one, if you’d like”, he replied, with a shrug and a very brief smile.

I was thoughtful for a moment, and then I took a seat next to him, on the couch he was sitting on.

“What is it you’re reading?”, I asked.

“Oh, It’s nothing… It’s just some silly fables”, he explained, with a light shrug.

I nodded. “Oh, lovely.”

I then glanced over at the fire, and I stared into it, biting my lip in thought. I decided maybe now would be a good time to start making more conversation with him. I slowly turned back to look at him.

“What’s your favorite color?”, I asked him.

He slowly shut the book he had, and set it aside him.

“Umm… black”, he answered. “It’s a great color to wear, and it keeps you warm in the winter.”

I smiled at his response.

“That’s cool”, I answered.

“What’s yours?”, he asked me, with a soft little smile starting to appear on his lips.

“Crimson”, I replied, smiling. “It’s a color of passion, and ambition.”

He smiled. “Crimson is a lovely color.”

I nodded. It was quiet between us for about a minute, until Alucard spoke again.

“Do you have a favorite food?”, he asked me.

“Apples. Green ones”, I said. “They’re just so delicious. I like the sourness.”

He chuckled.

“How about you, dhampir?”

He chuckled. “Well, everybody would assume it is human blood, given my vampire side. But, it’s fish. I enjoy fish quite a lot.”

I smiled. “I’ll remember that.”

I found myself leaning in closer to him, as we gazed at one another, with little smiles on our faces. I giggled, softly, as our faces were now mere inches from one another.

“You know, I liked what you did earlier…”, I confessed.

“Oh, yeah?”, he answered, placing a hand on my thigh, gently pulling the fabric of my night gown up, so he could caress my bare skin.

I bit my lip and shivered at his cold touch, and I nodded.

“Mhm… I did.”

“Did you want to go again…? Maybe for a little longer?”, he asked me, snickering.

I didn’t even reply with my own words, and I pressed my lips to his, in a passionate kiss. He growled low in his throat, and I could feel his hand squeeze my thigh, roughly. I moaned into our kiss, and he pulled me onto his lap. As I felt his inhumanly long tongue slide into my mouth, his hands traveled down to grasp my backside. He squeezed it, eliciting a gasp of pleasure from me.

“Ooh!”, I moaned, softly, and smiled down at him.

He rested his head against my plump, soft bosom, and he gently kissed my breasts, through the fabric of my night gown. I started to feel something hard poking into me, and I teasingly moved against him. He moaned, and leaned his head back in pleasure as I did so.

“Oh… Lorena…”, he groaned. “If you keep going like that, I’m going to take you like the beast that I am.”

I giggled at his reaction, and kept going.

“Heheh. Come get me then, beastie”, I teased, rubbing against him a little harder.

“Fuck… this is in my way”, he cursed, before practically tearing my night gown off.

Upon doing so, I pulled his shirt off of him, revealing his extremely toned physique. I bit my lip in arousal, and started to kiss his plush, strong pectorals. He groaned in approval, and bucked his hips, wanting more from me. I undid his belt, and pulled down his leather pants. I gasped at how well-endowed we was. He chuckled at my wide-eyed reaction, and he slowly stroked himself.

“I don’t mean to use such crass language… but, I want to fuck your throat so badly, right now. Will you allow me?”, he asked, winking.

I bit my lip, and nodded in response. I took his long, hard member into my mouth, and got to work. I stared up at him as I sucked him off, moaning around his twitching shaft. He bucked his hips, causing me to gag with every thrust, but I loved it. I squeezed his finely toned butt as he pushed my head down onto his length, groaning and making desperate noises I never thought I’d hear a man make. I could feel my womanhood heating up with interest, and I kept going until he eventually pulled himself from my lips. I licked the pre-ejaculate off my lips, and got back to my feet.

“Come here…”, he demanded, before picking me up, bridal style.

He pushed me against the couch, pinning me there. He kissed up and down my thighs, teasing me relentlessly. I begged and panted for him to stop playing coy, and to just taste me, already. I tangled my hands in his long, blond hair.

“P-please… stop holding back… do it”, I begged, bucking my hips.

“Such an eager one…”, he teased. “You’re a dirty woman, aren’t you…?”

I nodded. “Yes! All for you.”

“Mmm… good”, he growled, before dipping his tongue into my wet folds.

I gasped, and my back arched as he began eagerly lapping at my womanhood, grabbing my thighs, my breasts, and everywhere he could to keep me down. I whimpered, squirmed, and whined at his tongue flicking against my sensitive clitoris. Eventually, I climaxed, crying out in pure bliss.

He chuckled as I lifted his head from my womanhood, his lips dripping with my juices. He wiped his lips and chin with his hand, and licked it off.

“May I do the honors of taking your maidenhead?”, he asked me, pulling me close against him.

I nuzzled my head in the crook of his neck, and nodded.

“Mhm”, I replied, softly kissing his neck that was already slick with sweat.

“I’ll take care of you, darling”, he said to me, before he slowly began to push his length into me.

I winced at his size, feeling my entrance stretch to fit his very long, thick member. I closed my eyes tightly, and whimpered quietly.

“A-am I hurting you?”, he asked, with concern.

“N-no… please, keep going. It will feel good, soon”, I told him, gently nibbling on his earlobe.

He growled and moaned as I nibbled on his earlobe. That seemed to drive him up the wall, because he started to thrust into me at a steady pace. His face was flushed as I stared up into his golden eyes. He had a look of wide-eyed surprise, and ecstasy upon his face. He panted, and moaned, looking like he was about to pass out with all the pleasure. I held onto him tightly, as he started to move faster. My heart hammered in my chest, and I clawed up his back with what little nails I had. I felt so safe, so loved, so full…

“Ah! Oh, god!”, he cried out, before he climaxed deep inside of me, completely filling me with his fluids.

I kissed him, passionately as he spilled himself inside of me. He returned the kiss with an equal passion, and then pulled away to smile at me. He very slowly pulled out of me, panting. I felt sweat rolling down his back and neck, and I giggled softly.

“Oh, Alucard…”, I said to him, tucking a lock of hair behind his ear. “You sure do fill me with love… literally.”

He laughed, and then gave me a peck on the lips.

“Shush, pixie…”, he replied, shaking his head.

After cleaning ourselves up, I snuggled up to him on the couch, resting my head against his chest, as he had me in his lap.

“Are you hungry?”, he asked me. “It’s almost dinnertime.”

“Oh… yeah, I could eat”, I replied.

The next night, a messenger from the village of Danesti came to our door, alerting us that there had been night creatures spotted, nearby. Alucard and I were shocked that the battle was going to happen so very soon. Without any further thoughts or delays, we immediately prepared ourselves. On horseback, we traveled to the village, and lead Greta, and all of her villagers towards the castle. There weren’t too many of them, so keeping them inside and around the castle wasn’t too much of a hassle. We gathered around in the main hall, as soon as we returned. I stood in the middle, talking with some of the villagers. I asked them about these night creatures that they had been seeing. Their answers were pretty mundane; describing the monsters as ‘frightening’ and ‘ugly’. However, I realized, the more I chatted with these villagers… their answers did have one thing in common that stuck out to me. I was told by them that these night creatures seemed more ‘alive’ than ones you might normally encounter. A few even mentioned they thought that they had eyes that were way too human-like. I had never heard of anything like those descriptions about night creatures. I surely had never seen one with ‘human-like’ eyes, either. I bit my lip in thought, as I walked over to a far wall. I leaned up against it, staring at the floor as I contemplated the whole situation. I knew there would be a chance that some of these villagers would flee, or cower away from the fight… I glanced around, and noticed that as Greta and a few assistants of hers were wandering around. They were explaining how to use the weapons to the men and women that were wielding them. However, it looked to me as if they would have a hard time. I felt quite sorry for these people. The majority of them didn’t even know how to defend themselves properly, and now this battle was due to throw itself into motion at any time. My weary gaze traveled over to the right of the main hall. Some young children were crying, and so terribly scared. My heart ached for them, and I nearly had to hold back tears at that sight. I remembered being a young kid, and feeling that awful, terrifying feeling of true fear. These poor children would be kept inside the castle, of course, while the rest of us fought. Even so, I knew there was the possibility night creatures could still get to them. I then averted my gaze, unable to think about it any longer. I shook my head, almost violently, to keep my composure and stay alert. It was then that I realized Greta had been standing next to me. I suddenly turned to face her, and she gave me a small smile. I smiled back, subtly, almost unable to smile fully.

“You’re a half-pixie aren’t you?”, she asked me.

“Yes”, I replied, nodding.

“I haven’t seen a pixie, or a variant of the species in so long…”, she added, with an admiring gaze.

I blushed at her admiration, and I laughed nervously.

“Unfortunately, our kind is diminishing quite quickly, over the last thousand years”, I told her, with a shrug.

“Oh? Why is that?”, she wondered, tilting her head.

“Well… there’s been an extremely odd genetic mutation plaguing my kind, according to a book on our history. I read that about three years ago”, I explained. “Supposedly, lots of pixies have been born with infertility, or have been sterile.”

“That’s so sad to hear…”, she shook her head, slowly, looking very sorry.

“It’s alright. Not much I can do… however, for some reason, the relations between humans and pixies have been ever so fruitful”, I went on. “Obviously, how I got here. The catch is that it’s looked down upon for pixies and humans to be with one another, in that way.”

“Why’s that?”

“There was a war very long ago, between pixies and humans. For some context, pixies are the reason that humans nowadays have magic. We brought our knowledge with us, when we left our homeland of Pierra. Humans, however, tried to take credit for what we naturally possessed and passed down to them. They decided that we were a lesser kind, and that they could do without us, ever since we gifted them what we knew.”

Greta was silent for some moments afterwards, staring at me with wide eyes. Eventually, she softened, and slowly closed her eyes.

“That is terrible… Your ancestors never deserved that. I had no idea that magic originates from pixies”, she told me. “Humans should be eternally grateful.”

I laughed, softly.

“They should… however, most of them don’t even know about that war, at all, or of the true origin of magic. You very seldom find the truth, because too many of them didn’t want it in history books”, I replied. “Thought it might soil their kind’s image.”

She nodded, slowly. “I see…”

I glanced back down at the floor, and suddenly felt a nudge in my side. My head quickly whipped up, once more. I looked up to see Greta smirking at me.

“He’s staring at you…”, she whispered, subtly nodding her head to somebody in front of me.

I slowly turned to see who it was. It was Alucard. He was staring at me. However, once I looked up, he realized I met his gaze. He immediately spun around, in a flustered manner. This was the second time that I’d caught him staring at me that way, since I’d met him. I couldn’t help but blush, and smile real big.

“Heheh… isn’t he cute? Are you sure you guys aren’t more than friends?”, Greta asked me, narrowing her eyes at me, teasingly.

I immediately began laughing, and I sighed.

“No… I reassure you, we aren’t”, I answered her, honestly.

“Well, I can definitely tell he likes you a whole lot”, she pressed on.

I giggled, and shook my head, trying to brush it off.

“I don’t think so… him and I don’t actually get along too much”, I told her, my smile slowly fading.

Greta sighed, and slowly turned to look at me.

“In that case, do you guys not get along more because he is avoidant of you? Or are you the one more avoidant of him? This is important.”

I thought for a moment, but immediately knew it was mainly Alucard who made it extremely difficult for us to get along.

“It’s… it’s more him. You see, we’re only living together, because a friend of ours insisted that we do so”, I began. “We were both on our own, and so she encouraged us to give it a shot. I guess we kind of are, but… we barely talk, and sometimes it’s like living with a stranger. He’s very rude to me, a lot, and even when he’s helpful… it’s like he’s only doing it for himself—no genuine selflessness.”

She slowly nodded, and then took my hands.

“He probably just has a lot of feelings towards you, and so it makes him act out. He’s a man… of course he doesn’t want you to know he likes you so much. Men are very afraid of women, no matter what they might tell you. Besides, I’d be pretty afraid of you”, she told me, with a laugh.

“What? Why?”, I asked, laughing as well.

“Because! Look at you… you’re a gorgeous little pixie with buxom curves… you stand out amongst everybody, and that would get any young man’s attention!”, she complimented me. “And don’t think I can’t tell you like him, too.”

I blushed a ton, and averted my gaze.

“Y-yeah… I really do.”

She let go of my hands, and gently placed a hand on my shoulder.

“Keep your head up, okay?”

I nodded at her words, before she began to walk away, to help more of her villagers. I decided to make a bold move, and start a conversation with Alucard while we had time. I moved from my place against the wall, across from him, and I walked confidently in his direction.

“Alucard, hey, I—“, I started up, immediately causing him to turn to face me with curiosity.

At that moment, we all heard and felt the ground shaking, and horrible noises erupted from outside the castle. Alucard and I gasped, and gave each other knowing looks. Villagers around us clamored, and children cried. We could hear Greta’s voice over the commotion, commanding her soldiers, and quickly telling them how things would go for them. I saw couples kissing each other, with tears in their eyes, and a pregnant woman was held closely by her husband. They both sobbed, and I could sort of hear her man profusely apologizing, promising he would do his best to come out alive. I looked back at Alucard, and realized he had still been looking at me, the entire time my eyes had been wandering around.

“Get ready! Strike!”, Greta screamed above the raucous.

Immediately, we went screaming like Vikings rushing into battle. I summoned up my bow and arrows, and I flew out of the castle as fast as I could. My eyes widened at the sight outside. The sky was a horrible, dark gray. Thunder struck here and there, causing the ground to rumble. Ugly, winged night creatures flew above the castle roof, screeching their hideous noises. Ahead, villagers were already stabbing, shooting, and sparring with the creatures. One of the night creatures soaring above attempted to swoop down at grab at me, horribly scratching up my right thigh. I screamed and cursed in pain, before quickly shooting it with a poisoned arrow. This alerted the other four, and I quickly fluttered away. Once I felt brave enough, I spun around, mid-air. I faced them, head on, and shot them down. However, I didn’t realize there was a fifth one. I got the shock of my life when I was suddenly wrestling this night creature, mid-air. I held it back with all the strength I had, and I punched and kicked wildly at it. This only seemed to make it angrier, and it viciously clawed at my right ear, tearing a piece of it clean off. I screamed in pain, again, and anger coursed through me. I growled, and could feel my body heat rising. I didn’t have to look in a mirror to know I looked rabid. I hadn’t been this angry in so long. It was instinct that on a rare occasion, pixies can get angry enough to start experiencing a berserker rage, almost like a viking taking hallucinogenic mushrooms before a war. The little fangs I had grew slightly, and my eyes were now bloodshot. I wildly stabbed a poisoned arrow into the creature’s eye, causing it to screech in agony. I stabbed it again, and again until I was certain it was dead. The smell of blood seemed to egg me on, and my vision blurred with the high body temperature I acquired in my rage-filled state. With a violent cry of rage, I flew into the midst of the battle, shooting and stabbing every night creature I could. The rest of the battle felt like a blur to me, but the very last thing I remembered was how my body temperature had grown too hot from my rage state. I staggered about in the middle of the battlefield, my vision now extremely blurred. My eyes couldn’t focus properly, and I panted heavily. I fell to my hands and knees, and somebody had picked me up. I didn’t know who picked me up, but it scared me out of my wits. I thrashed in their arms, desperately pushing at them. I was afraid I was being kidnapped, or killed, or something. I couldn’t speak, so I only let out inarticulate growls and cries of anger. Eventually, though, I passed out in their arms, the last of my consciousness fading to a deep slumber-like feeling.

Hours later, I awoke in my bed, with a start. I sat up, immediately. I panted, my heart racing.

“It’s alright”, a voice from next to me suddenly spoke, and I immediately realized it was Alucard.

I slowly turned to look at him, and I sobbed slightly.

“What? Where’s everybody else? I have to keep fighting, we can’t be sitting around!”, I raised my voice, trying to get out of bed.

He grabbed my wrist.

“No! You need to rest! I don’t know what the hell happened to you out there, but you were acting more psychotic than an animal ridden with rabies”, he scolded me, insisting I stayed in bed.

“Let go of me, you dick!”, I shot back at him, yanking my wrist out of his grip.

“Lorena!”, he yelled at me, his voice echoing through the room.

I turned to face him, with an extremely defiant glare.

“What the hell is your problem?!”, I screamed back.

“You have been out for two whole fucking days!”

I gasped, and felt a huge wave of shock wash over me.

“Wh-what?!”, I disbelievingly breathed out.

“Everything is okay, now… there were many, many casualties, but the people of Danesti—or the ones remaining—are safe and sound. You fought well. Greta even told me to tell you that she thanks you very much”, he told me, with a heavy sigh.

I sat down on the bed, and put my face in my hands.

“Come on, now… It’s okay”, he reassured me. “You don’t have to feel this bad.”

He placed a hand on my shoulder, and I shook him off. I stared up at him, tears now rolling down my face.

“No! You must think I’m a monster, now…”, I said, sobbing harder.

He sighed, and shook his head.

“No, I don’t. You’re wrong.”

I scoffed, “Yeah, right.”

He grabbed me by my shoulders, and stared into my eyes with an intense gaze.

“I don’t think you’re a monster. I’m just wondering what the hell that was, out there.”

He raised his eyebrows at me, expectantly, his eyes not leaving mine.

“It’s… It’s a survival instinct of pixies, and other pixie variants…”, I explained. “It’s like a rage state that happens on the rare occasion that we’re under enough stress and anger. It stems from our more prehistoric ancestors, known as sprites. They came from Denmark… they were vicious warriors, and most of them were eventually vikings.”

Alucard sighed, and then an awkward smile plastered upon his face.

“Do you know what I think?”, he asked me, softly.

“What?”, I asked, with a sigh.

“I think… you were so brave. So strong. If your ancestors are vikings, that battle showed me that you’re just as strong as them, if not stronger”, he told me.

At first, I only stared back at him. I sighed, not truly believing that’s what he actually thought of me. I shook my head, subtly, as I stared at him. He just kept on staring back, his eyes glazed with a wonder in them I hadn’t seen before.

“I know I haven’t been… very good to you. I’m sorry about that”, he apologized. “I really mean that.”

“I… I forgive you. I’m just—why?”, I questioned, shaking my head with a disappointed look in my eyes.

He sighed, and stood back up.

“I guess… you fascinate me more than I’d like to admit. I’m a man of science, a lot like my father, and I strive for knowledge… however, I’ve never been so curious about anything until you came around. I-I guess you just… ever since I met you, you’ve created this itch in my brain that I can’t quite figure out. You’re just… so familiar, and something about you just draws me in”, he began. “I feel like no matter how much it scares me, I just want to know more about you… I acted out, and I’ve been so rude because I don’t know how to handle these intense feelings. I’m very sorry.”

My heart thumped in my chest, feeling like it could just soar right from my ribcage. I breathed in deep, breathing in some of Alucard’s pheromones. I stared deep into his eyes, and I slowly stood up off the edge of my bed. I didn’t know what to say, I was so touched by Alucard’s revelation. I couldn’t believe that’s all it was this whole time… Greta was right. He just was having a hard time with his emotions. I slowly reached up, and cupped his face in my hands. Wasting no time, he suddenly gave me a quick kiss on my lips. I gasped, but I smiled.

“I-I’m sorry, I just…”, he apologized, blinking, seeming dumbfounded by his own reaction, as if he wasn’t expecting to make a move on me.

I blushed, and laughed very softly.

“It’s okay…”, I replied, with a little smile. “I… I didn’t mind that.”

“Actually… neither did I”, he said, scratching the back of his neck, awkwardly.

We were silent for a while, and just stared at one another, unsure of what to say. I could feel the electricity between us, though, and it was exhilarating.

“I… I’ll be in the library…”, Alucard told me, finally breaking the silence.

I nodded. “Y-yeah. Hehe…”, I nervously giggled.

Light filtered in through the curtains of my new bedroom. I tightly shut my eyes at the sudden glare of the sun, but eventually, I opened them. I blinked, wiping the sleep from them. The sun had just risen, it seemed, so I assumed Alucard wouldn’t be awake yet. With a flourish, I summoned a sage green daytime gown. It had a cross-lace front for fastening, and I summoned some brown boots. I walked out of my bedroom, trying to be as quiet as I could. I didn’t want to wake Alucard. I made my way, sort of shakily, down the castle stairs. My knees still ached and throbbed from my hard fall, the previous night. However, I didn’t want that to keep me bedridden, so I did my best to ignore the pain. As I walked into the outside, I breathed in a huge amount of the clear, summer air. I smelled lavender on the breeze, and my mood elevated, nearly instantly. I scanned the surrounding trees, until I found one that looked nice for target practice. I summoned my bow and arrows, and got to shooting. I decided to take a break after about thirty minutes, so I sat down on the front steps. I leaned back against them, feeling the sun warming me and the stone beneath me.

“Good morning”, a deep voice came from behind me, causing me to nearly jump out of my skin.

“Jesus Christ!”, I exclaimed, exhaling sharply.

I turned around, and saw Alucard. He seemed to be slightly amused by my reaction, because a little smirk curved up the right corner of his lips. I sighed, and closed my eyes tightly.

“Do I look that bad in the morning?”, he asked me, looking like he was suppressing a laugh.

“What do you want?”, I asked, in acid tones.

He scoffed, and sat on the step right above where I sat.

“Such attitude… after I patched you up last night?”, he teased me.

I turned around slowly, and looked at him, for a few moments.

“You bandaged up my bloodied knees, for fuck’s sake. You’re acting like you gave me head so good I saw the Gods”, I retaliated, with a bitter laugh.

His eyes widened at my reply, and he seemed to choke slightly.

“I-I… alright”, he stammered, his face flushing.

I slowly turned back around, staring back at the scenery around us.

“I just… had a personal question”, he suddenly said.

I didn’t turn back around this time.

“A personal question about me?”

“Yeah…”

“You don’t like anything pertaining to me… but, what do you want to know?”, I questioned, a little downcast.

“Tell me more about your… Rowan”, he answered.

“That’s not a question”, I replied, sighing. “I really don’t want to talk about him, anyways.”

“Why not? Didn’t you love him?”, he tilted his head, his brows furrowing.

“Of course I did”, I answered, getting irritated. “I… I loved him with all my heart. He went too soon. That’s all you need to know.”

Alucard sighed, and seemed upset that I wouldn’t tell him more about Rowan. I didn’t care, though. I was sure him questioning me about Rowan wasn’t genuine. I assumed he was only trying to be nosy.

“Besides… what do you know of love?”, I questioned him, rather harshly. “I don’t know of anybody who would want to put up with your rotten attitude.”

He was silent, right after, and I could sense he was very hurt by my sharp words. However, it was too late for me to take it back. I turned around to face him. He looked very angry. His nostrils slightly flared, and he didn’t even look at me. He shook his head, and stood up, abruptly. He stalked back up the steps, and roughly pushed the castle doors open, swaggering inside.

“Alucard, I—“, I tried to say, but the doors slamming behind him silenced me. “—I’m sorry…”

I sighed, and facepalmed. I felt like such an asshole. I really, really didn’t mean to be so rude to him, but that’s all he had been to me.

Later that evening, it was pouring rain outside the castle, drenching the grass with puddles. Alucard had left earlier, and I was sitting in the library reading a book I had found. The cozy fireplace crackling before me soothed my nerves, and the words on the pages helped distract me from Alucard and I’s little dispute. As I flipped to the next page, I heard an unfamiliar, low female voice echoing through the main hall. I also heard Alucard’s voice following suit. I didn’t want to admit it, but I immediately felt a surge of jealousy. I slammed the book shut, and thrust it under my shoulder, before strutting out of the library. My bare feet slapped against the castle floor, and my nearly see-through, satin night gown flowed about my physique.

“So, you’re willing to help us…?”, the woman asked.

“Yes…”, Alucard answered.

As I drew closer to them, I began to make out the woman’s features even clearer. She was tall for a woman, standing at nearly six feet tall—Alucard’s height. Cascading down to just past her shoulders, she had straight, nearly black hair. Her skin was a deep tan color, and her eyes stood out like two hazel crystals amidst her olive complexion. She glanced at me, looking just past his shoulders, as I was a few feet behind Alucard.

“Oh? Hello…”, she spoke to me, her voice sounding curious about me.

Alucard turned around, looking perplexed until he met my eyes. He seemed to stiffen, and he gave me a hard look. I narrowed my eyes at him, biting the inside of my cheek with an irritability stirring inside of me.

“Oh… yes. Erm… Lorena, this is Greta of the village of Danesti”, he introduced me to her, gesturing back and forth between us.

“Hello, Lorena”, she greeted me, a soft smile on her face. “Is she your wife?”

Alucard nearly choked on his own spit, and he coughed. He seemed almost offended by her asking that—how dare she assume that the likes of me was having relations with someone like him? I crossed my arms at his rather rude reaction to her question. But part of me felt a little triumphant, knowing that question was probably a blow to his fragile ego.

“N-no… just a guest. A friend,” he quickly answered, with a nervous chuckle.

‘Friend, huh?’, I thought. ‘You told me just the other day that I was not a friend.’

I rolled my eyes.

“Oh? Lovely! Well… Shall I explain to her our plan?”, she asked, with a shrug. “She would be a very good help to us.”

“Yes. Please do. What plan?”, I answered, upset that Alucard most likely wouldn’t have told me if she hadn’t spoke up.

Alucard sighed, and motioned for her to go ahead, looking terribly reluctant.

“My people are suffering… we have been getting brutally bombarded by awful night creatures. I’ve lost so many of my people—too many. I need help, before we all end up killed”, she explained. “Alucard here says he will help us kill off these creatures, the next time they strike. Are you willing to fight, as well?”

I sighed. “Of course. I will do whatever it takes. Monster hunting and killing is my specialty, after all”, I replied, nodding solemnly.

She smiled at me, and exhaled sharply. She looked as if a huge weight had been lifted off of her.

“Thank you, Lorena. A beautiful woman on the outside, and the inside…”, she said to me, gently taking my hands.

I couldn’t help but blush ever so slightly at this beautiful woman complimenting me. I gave her a soft smile in return, and averted my gaze from hers. Alucard rolled his eyes at my reaction, but didn’t say anything. He only stared with disdain. Eventually, Greta let my hands go, and she slowly walked to the doors. Alucard pushed them open for her, and watched as she began to walk down the stairs. She turned back around, one last time.

“Thank you. Thank you so much, both of you”, she thanked us.

She turned back, and kept walking away, but not before throwing her hood over her head to at least try to keep the pouring rain out. Alucard shut the door once she was a few yards away from the stairs. He slowly turned around to look down at me. I looked right back up at him, and put my hands on my hips. I smugly smirked at him. He stared at me with an unreadable expression

“What’s up…? Friend?”, I spoke after some silence, my voice dripping with sarcasm.

Later into the evening, I crept out of my bedroom. I walked to Alucard’s study, and knocked on the door. I heard some rustling from inside, for about twenty seconds, and soft footsteps approaching the door from inside.

Alucard opened the door, “Yes?”

“Where is your bathroom? I’d like to bathe”, I politely asked him.

He cupped his face in his hands, and tiredly rubbed his eyes before replying.

“Upstairs, last room in that hall. In fact, that room is directly above my study”, he explained, motioning towards the upstairs.

I nodded.

“Thanks”, I thanked him, curtly, before turning away.

I heard him slowly shut his door, as soon as I left. When I got into the bathroom, I looked around in awe. Like most things in this castle, it was very ahead of its time. However, the thing that caught my attention the most was its gorgeous color scheme. It was pure white, with very relaxing golden trimming and accents. I pushed the door shut, and began to strip down to nothing. Briefly, I stared at my nude self in the mirror. It had been a while since I’d looked in a mirror. I noticed some scratches on the side of my face, and I caught a glimpse of some dark spots here and there. I smiled, though, relieved I was still fairly beautiful. It took me a minute to figure out how this bathtub worked, but then I eventually turned on the water. It flowed out, steamy and warm, just how I hoped it would. I slowly sank into the water, instantly feeling my body relaxing for the first time in such a long time. I blinked sleepily at the feeling that overcame me, and I sighed with deep contentment. My eyes closed, I began to wonder how far Sypha and Trevor had gotten by now. I smiled at the thought of the pretty redhead, and the muscular brunette. Part of me couldn’t deny that I even had a little bit of an attraction to Trevor, but I shook my head at those thoughts. I decided it was merely only because we were involved in a serious time together, and also because Alucard had been making me feel quite left out. I knew that emotions can heighten during hard times, and I also acknowledged that my desire for companionship may have caused me to feel that if Alucard didn’t want me, Trevor was there. I didn’t want him, though. He belonged with Sypha, and I could see it in both of them. Alucard was the one I wanted, more than anything.

Fifteen minutes passed, and I decided I’d get out. As I stepped carefully out of the tub, I wasn’t careful enough. With a loud bang, I fell onto the floor, right on my knees. I let out a strained yelp of pain, and I looked down to see my knees were all bloodied up.

“Fuck…”, I cursed, as my poor knees throbbed and pulsed with the pain.

I tried to get to my feet, but my legs were shaky. I must’ve hit a nerve in my knees pretty roughly. I bit my lip in pain, almost to my feet. Ultimately, I slowly slid back down to the floor, cradling my knees. I didn’t even hear his footsteps, when Alucard suddenly barged in. I gasped and threw my hands over my chest and my lower region.

“Hey! Just barge in here, why don’t ya?!”, I sharply said, wincing still.

He just sighed, and rolled his eyes at me.

“You’re hurt. I heard you fall. With knees banged up like that, the last thing you should be worried about is your bosom being uncovered”, he retorted, sarcastically.

“Whatever… I’m fine. I just have to—“, I started, trying to get to my feet once again.

“Don’t. Just stop”, he suddenly demanded, waving his hands in front of him. “You are too hurt. Let me help you, please. You look ridiculous trying to stand when you’re in no shape to. At least not for now.”

I grumpily sighed, my nostrils slightly flaring with frustration. Just great. I was injured, crabby, and completely nude in front of him, save for my hands covering myself.

“Fine”, I finally said.

Keeping his gaze averted from my body, he helped me to sit down at a nearby, wooden stool in the bathroom. My legs closed, I now had my both my hands over my chest.

“Does it hurt to the touch?”, he asked, as he examined my knees, gently applying some pressure with his fingertips.

I winced. “Ah! Yes, it does. Watch it…”, I replied.

“Well, just hold on… hold still, and just try to bear with me. I don’t like this anymore than you do”, he answered, shaking his head subtly.

I sighed, and proceeded to allow his help. He gently blew on my knees, eliciting a soft gasp from me. Unfortunately for me, my lower region immediately seemed to heat up with interest.

‘Shit’, I thought. ‘I’m turned on.’

He didn’t seem to notice, or just pretended not to, as he continued to gently blow on my knees. Then, he stood back up.

“Wait here…”, he said to me, before slowly walking out of the bathroom.

I sighed. He came back about a minute later, and slowly kneeled down to my level, again. He gently started to apply an ointment to my knees, and wrapped my knees tightly in some bandages. It reminded me of when my arm was wrapped up in similar bandages, when Alucard, Trevor, and Sypha had first rescued me. From where he was knelt down, before me, he looked up at me.

“How does that feel?”, he asked me, his tone more gentle than ever before.

I blushed softly, as his eyes were locked onto mine, and I nodded.

“Umm… it’s fine. Better”, I answered him, sort of awkwardly.

His gaze lingered on mine, before he stood up again.

“That’s good. You’d better go rest now, though”, he ordered. “And please… don’t get upset, but allow me to help you to your room.”

I sighed. “Alright…”

Slowly, he took my hands, prying them away from my chest. I noticed him steal a glance at my body, before averting his gaze. He helped me stand up, and had a gentle arm around my shoulders, as he escorted me to my room. As soon as he helped me into my bed, he set my clothes down on the end of my bed. He started to walk out.

“Why did you help me?”, I suddenly asked.

He stopped, and turned around.

“Because, you were hurt. Why wouldn’t I help you? You could barely stand without shaking, anyways”, he replied, his brows furrowed.

“Yes, but… you didn’t want to help me, but you did?”, I questioned, tilting my head.

He was silent, and looked very thoughtful for some time. Taking a deep breath, he shut his eyes, and sat on the edge of my bed. His added weight made the bed creak ever so slightly.

“I feel that I have to help anybody who is injured… my mother was a doctor, and I try to help like she used to”, he began. “Obviously, I am no doctor, especially not like she was. Even so, I always want to help. Even if I don’t exactly wish to.”

I blinked, feeling even more pity for him. My lips tightened, and I gazed down at my hands in my lap.

“I see…”, I answered, very softly.

He nodded, and then eventually looked at me. His eyes seemed to study my face, and for a split second, I wanted to shrink from his scrutiny. Although… was it a scrutinizing look? His expression seemed softened, his lips parted ever so slightly.

“Forgive me”, he finally spoke, his yellow eyes still on my deep greens. “You look like somebody…”

“Wh-who?”, I asked, a flicker of hope causing my heart to skip a beat.

He bit his lip, and blinked at me, looking as if he was racking his brain for what, or who it was he could not remember.

“I… I can’t put my finger on it. Maybe it’s just my imagination”, he replied, finally tearing his eyes off of me. “It’s your eyes… they just look very familiar, now that I get a better look at you.”

“Oh…”, I breathed out, with a shrug, unsure of what to say.

“Just rest up. I guess I’ll see you tomorrow”, he said to me, quickly standing up, back to his nearly emotionless self.

“See you”, I whispered, as he left my room, shutting the door behind him.

At the break of dawn, we got to work fixing up the castle, and cleaning it up from our lengthy, perilous battle with Dracula, his army, and the foreign army that accompanied. We didn’t finish until nearly the afternoon. I was sitting on the huge front steps, right before the huge doors. I rested my chin on my left hand, in deep thought, as I gazed out at the surrounding forest. I let out a very long sigh.

‘Now what?’, I thought to myself.

Suddenly, I caught a glimpse of someone sitting next to me. It caught me off guard, and I quickly looked to see who it was. Thankfully, it was just Trevor.

“Oh, hey…”, I greeted him, with a little smile. “You scared me. Heh.”

“Yeah, I get that a lot”, he chuckled. “How are you feeling?”

“I’m… I’m fine”, I replied, nodding fast. “Just wondering what to do now… now that I’ve gotten what I wanted. A dead Dracula.”

Trevor laughed, and shrugged.

“I feel you… but, Sypha and I have decided we’re going to travel together. I really, really enjoy her company”, he told me.

“That’s cute”, I replied.

He just smiled at this, blushing a little.

My gaze then traveled over to where Sypha was fixing up the wagon, in front of the castle, with the help of Alucard. Soon, she hopped in the front coach box, and sat down.

“Trevor!”, she called out, suddenly.

“That’s my cue…”, he said to me, before standing up.

I got up and followed him down the stairs, to the path that was in front of the castle, that lead out into the forest. As he got into the coach box, next to Sypha, I smiled up at the two of them.

“It’s been a pleasure…”, I said to them. “To be at your side during our journey.”

“You say that as if this is the last time we’re gonna see each other”, Sypha said, with a chuckle.

“Oh…?”, was all I could muster. “What do you mean?”

“She means we expect to see you, again… and you too, Alucard”, Trevor answered for Sypha, pointing to him. “You can’t stay cooped up in this castle all by yourself, forever.”

Alucard just smirked, and shook his head.

“Fine”, he replied, with a shrug.

“Yeah… I guess I’ll take my leave now, then…”, I said to them, with a bittersweet tone.

I was extremely sad to part ways with these three amazing people I had bonded with over such a short amount of time. However, I knew I couldn’t stick around. I began to walk towards the forest, slowly.

“Hang on a minute!”, Sypha suddenly called after me.

I very slowly turned around to face her. She made a beckoning motion, and I walked up to the wagon once more.

“What is it?”, I asked her, tilting my head.

Even Trevor and Alucard looked confused.

“You’re staying right here”, she proclaimed.

My brows furrowed in confusion.

“Wh-what do you mean…?”, I questioned.

“This sulky dhampir needs somebody… I don’t think he’s gonna be alright if he’s all alone”, she stated, gesturing towards Alucard. “And I don’t think you deserve to be all by yourself, either, Lorena.”

I blushed slightly at the idea of staying with Alucard. I wanted to, deep down, but I didn’t know what he thought of that idea.

“Alucard?”, Sypha said.

Alucard sighed, shakily.

“Yes?”

“Cheer up. There’s a beautiful lady in your castle, now”, she remarked.

Trevor just laughed at this, heartily, and quickly tugged on the reins, signaling the horses to start moving. I jumped out of their way, and stood next to Alucard. I watched them briskly wheel off into the distance. From where I stood, I waved until I couldn’t see them any longer, the forest swallowing up the last glimpses I had of them. As soon as I couldn’t see them any longer, I lowered my hand. I stood there for a few more moments, before glancing to my right to see Alucard’s expression. He wasn’t there.

“Hm?”

I turned around, and noticed him walking up the stairs, back into his castle, already. I quickly ran up them, catching up to him. We made our way back into the castle.

“Are you hungry?”, I asked him, suddenly, my voice echoing in the main hall.

“What?”, he questioned, looking at me with a blank face.

“I could make us some food, if you’d like”, I offered.

He blinked at me, and then turned and kept walking.

“Umm… hello?”, I laughed nervously, not believing that he just flat out ignored me.

I caught up to him again, placing a hand on his shoulder. He roughly shook it off, and pierced me with a glare.

“What is your problem…?”, I questioned him, getting pissed off now.

“What’s yours? You think we’re best buds now, all because Sypha said so?”, he retaliated, rudely.

I winced at his words, and felt my heart thump with a very hurt heartbeat.

“I thought—“, I began.

“Well, you thought wrong”, he interrupted me. “You did well helping me slay my father, I will give you that, but by no means does that make you a friend.”

“Tch. You know, Sypha doesn’t make decisions for you! If you’re really this upset by just my presence, you can always kick me out!”, I sharply told him. “I don’t need to be in your fancy-pants castle!”

Not replying, he just shook his head, and kept walking up the stairs to the second level of the castle. I frustratedly growled, and stalked off to explore other parts of the castle.

I eventually came across a cozy guest bedroom, that had a rather seductive crimson and gold color scheme. I smiled at it, as soon as I walked inside. I ran my hands along the soft, silky bedsheets, and let out a comfortable sigh. I’d never felt a bed this comfortable. In fact, it had been years since I slept in a real bed. I made a mental note that this would be my room. As I was exploring this new, exquisite bedroom, a voice came from the doorway, startling me.

“So you’re gonna stay in this one?”, Alucard suddenly asked me.

“Yeah”, I replied after a moment of silence, still upset by his previous rudeness.

“Hmh… this bedroom was always one of my favorites of the spare bedrooms we had”, he explained, walking inside.

I watched as he ran his palms along the bedsheets, just as I had.

“Still as soft as ever”, he added.

I didn’t reply right away, and just stared at him.

“Is there a problem with me staying in here?”, I asked him, dryly.

“No. Not at all. I was merely making small talk”, he answered, with a shrug.

I simply nodded, and glanced around, awkwardly. My pointed ears twitched slightly, in the silence of the room.

“I’ll be in my study”, he curtly said after about a minute of silence between us.