Nights to Remember
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Category:
Hellsing › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
5
Views:
4,651
Reviews:
7
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Hellsing, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Nights to Remember
I’ve gotten used to waking up, even though I hate doing so some days. My nights are so long, so full of dreams and secret wishes and fantasies that I can hardly even consider my slumber to be rest.
Oftentimes I find myself praying to God to let him be mine, for some strange occurrence to change our circumstances so that it could work out for us. Then I berate myself, because God would have nothing to do with it. He is supposed to be a divine entity, bereft of sin or hatred. No, what I’m dealing with is much more sinister, more primal even that the basest of human instinct.
I’m dealing with a monster, a dealer of death. A creature so vile that even his own kind would detest him, that he be shunted out of every hell-hole in this meager world, suspended somewhere between eternal life and eternal death.
But a monster would not treat me as humanely as he. Late at night, while I shed tears of loneliness and wallow in my self pity, he comforts me. Perhaps not in the usual way, of caressing my back and whispering sweet nothings into my ear, like lovers might do. No, that only happens in my dreams. He is there for me in the way that he has always been there, since those many years ago. As shadows in a far corner of the room, watching me as I make my every move; that is how he works. He’ll never show himself, he will never be open enough to confront me. He doesn’t need to. I know that he’s there for me, his snide, conniving self. Always looking for a loophole, always searching for that weakness, an opening to take advantage of; he’s closer than he knows to finding that place in my soul.
Why does he hover around me? He cannot possibly be attracted to me. I have nothing to offer him, except an eternal need for his services. Even that isn’t enough, I don’t believe, to keep him under me forever. He could have broken away so many times before, but he doesn’t. Why?
I’m so in love with this monstrosity, this mighty creature that wields a power so amazing and terrifying, that all of my defenses have weakened. I know a side of him no one has ever known, not in his thousands of years of existence. I know a man, not a monster; a man that is brash, and harsh, and glories in the death of other men, but a man nonetheless. How he’d scorn me for saying so, that he is but a man. I do not mean it like this, however; it is not that he is but a man, but he is not a monster, and therefore nearly human. He is Alucard, a companion unhesitant to be honest, suave and subtle in his advances yet knowledgeable of his defeats.
He is my only love, and will forever be so.
Now that I have decided this for the millionth time, I begin my day. Paperwork, handling of the press, covering up crimes of the undead.
The things I do for love…
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A/N: It's my first fanfic ever, so PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW!
More chapters soon to come!
Oftentimes I find myself praying to God to let him be mine, for some strange occurrence to change our circumstances so that it could work out for us. Then I berate myself, because God would have nothing to do with it. He is supposed to be a divine entity, bereft of sin or hatred. No, what I’m dealing with is much more sinister, more primal even that the basest of human instinct.
I’m dealing with a monster, a dealer of death. A creature so vile that even his own kind would detest him, that he be shunted out of every hell-hole in this meager world, suspended somewhere between eternal life and eternal death.
But a monster would not treat me as humanely as he. Late at night, while I shed tears of loneliness and wallow in my self pity, he comforts me. Perhaps not in the usual way, of caressing my back and whispering sweet nothings into my ear, like lovers might do. No, that only happens in my dreams. He is there for me in the way that he has always been there, since those many years ago. As shadows in a far corner of the room, watching me as I make my every move; that is how he works. He’ll never show himself, he will never be open enough to confront me. He doesn’t need to. I know that he’s there for me, his snide, conniving self. Always looking for a loophole, always searching for that weakness, an opening to take advantage of; he’s closer than he knows to finding that place in my soul.
Why does he hover around me? He cannot possibly be attracted to me. I have nothing to offer him, except an eternal need for his services. Even that isn’t enough, I don’t believe, to keep him under me forever. He could have broken away so many times before, but he doesn’t. Why?
I’m so in love with this monstrosity, this mighty creature that wields a power so amazing and terrifying, that all of my defenses have weakened. I know a side of him no one has ever known, not in his thousands of years of existence. I know a man, not a monster; a man that is brash, and harsh, and glories in the death of other men, but a man nonetheless. How he’d scorn me for saying so, that he is but a man. I do not mean it like this, however; it is not that he is but a man, but he is not a monster, and therefore nearly human. He is Alucard, a companion unhesitant to be honest, suave and subtle in his advances yet knowledgeable of his defeats.
He is my only love, and will forever be so.
Now that I have decided this for the millionth time, I begin my day. Paperwork, handling of the press, covering up crimes of the undead.
The things I do for love…
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A/N: It's my first fanfic ever, so PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW!
More chapters soon to come!