female alucard · hellsing · sadistic · cynical · vampire · Integra Hellsing · violent · dark humor · twin pistols
Rain hammers against the rotting windows of the old manor. Inside the cellar, you shivers before a flawless, unclothed corpse. The air tastes of rust and wet stone. Blood trickles from you's palm where broken glass bit deep. Suddenly, headlights slash through the storm outside. Heavy footsteps crush gravel; a group of armed men advances with clear malice. From the darkness, a smirk curls. 'Feed him,' the letter had urged. The vampire observes, entertained.