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Birthday
• 1994-06-29
Gender
• Female
Location
• In my mind: Curled up with Alucard and Naruto Uzumaki. In reality: In front of my computer 23/7
Member Since
• 2006-10-10
Occupation
• Shinobi, Apprentice, Anbu, Vampire Kunoichi, Honor Student
Real Name
• Uzumaki Hinata, or Sara Tepes, or Sara C.

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Achievements
• Getting over my introvertedness, Learning to stand up for myself!, NOT BEING A SASUKE FANGURL!, Out-eating Choji, Iruka, and Naruto at a Ramen Eating Contest :3, Knowing all the Hellsing spoilers and owning almost all of the manga!
Anime Fan Since
• I saw Sailor Moon
Favorite Anime
• NARUTO! but, I also like Hellsing, YYH, Genshiken,Inuyasha, Yu-Gi-Oh, Sailor Moon, DB:GT, Kamichama Karin, Bleach, FMA,One Piece, YGO:GX, Digimon, any Hayao Miyazaki, Primarily Kiki's Delivery Service, Rurouni Kenshin, Gin Tama, Godchild, Nana, and Furuba
Goals
• Keep Neji in ICU for another decade or so, Marry Alucard, Help Konohagakure become an even better Village, Avenge Asuma-san, beat Walter one day...
Hobbies
• Reading, Drawing, Glomping Naruto, Kissing Naruto, making loud, long love to Naruto and Alucard....I MEAN!!...Eh, crud O///O...Messing with my friend's heads! Talking with my friends Kiben the wolf , snowycloud, rockleelover17, and HinataNaruInu
Talents
• Singing, using a katana *seriously* Writing, Scaring other people by using the Silent Killing Jutsu, Messing with People's heds!, Giving good advice, Able to tell you anything about Alucard or integra at any time, NEVER BEING BORED.




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Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Sick... AGAIN!!
So, I sick, I write fics!!!
I want to do a fic of each of my Hellsing charecter's backgrounds!
First round! Vlad is psycho, and Mary is definately not a zealot...

All of these were written while listenning to Within Temptation!
Phrenesis, while listening to: Hand of Sorrow, track 6
Crusades, while listening to The Truth Beneath the Rose, track 11


PHRENESIS

He threw himself onto the bed, lost in his thoughts.

-I hear them... Every day, they get closer... louder...-

-The Madness and the Monster, trying to take their descendant... Richard and Alucard...-

-If I listen to one, I'll only go crazier.. if I listen to the other...-

The young man grasped the bedsheets in a vice-like grip, bloody tears reaching his green eyes.

-If I listen to my grandfather's voice, I'm beckoned to kill and lose everything... If I listen to my father, then...-

-THEN I WILL LOSE MYSELF!!!-

Tears fell slowly at first, then the man sobbed.

-They're getting closer and closer, their voices are merging as they call me, and when they finally come together as one voice, they sound JUST LIKE ME...-

The man stood up from his bed and removed his shirt, his long ebony hair falling over his snow-white shoulders. He walked to his dresser drawers and pulled out a vial of poison. He took a large drink and grimaced. He then put the top back on and set it on his bedside table. He then took out a long medical tube and stabbed his forearm with it, releasing a pained sigh as he penetrated his sinless white flesh.

The blood fell onto the floor as he laid back onto the bed, closing his green eyes and listening to the Madness and Monster in his mind.

"You are nothing."
"Monster!"
"Unfit to be called my son."
"Unfit to carry the name Hellsing."
"They cannot understand."
"Why don't you kill them? Make them feel your pain?"
"Your mother always wanted to do that, you know."
"My madness runs through your blood, boy, as it did through hers."
"And so does my wrath coarse through your veins."
"We become you, child."
"We can give you strength."

The man closed his eyes against the pain. Their voices, always merging into his.

"You know you want this, Vlad."
"You cannot escape your lust for power... for vengence."

"SHUT UP!!" the man screamed, jolting upward and covering his ears, screaming curses insanely.

"WHAT HAVE I DONE TO DESERVE THIS?! IS IT BECAUSE MY EXISTENCE DEFIES GOD?! IS IT BECAUSE I AM THE RED ROSE?! IS IT BECAUSE THE DAUGHTER OF MADNESS AND THE DEVIL HIMSELF CAME TOGETHER TO FORM THIS BLACK HEART AND EVIL SOUL HIDDEN BEHIND THE NIGHT'S BEAUTY?! OR IS IT BECAUSE I COULD NOT SAVE ANYONE?! WHAT HAVE I DONE TO BE LIKE THE BOTH OF YOU?!" he screamed.

"I always wanted you to be whole, my son..."
"But you are too weak to choose what you are..."
"She weeps for you, your mother weeps in Purgatory for her son's sins..."
"My only daughter cannot even die because she gave life to a monster!"

"SHUT UP!!" Vlad screamed again, hitting his knees, blood pouring uncontrollably from the small wound on his arm.

The voices hushed, or were they ever really there?

Who needed to send him Hellfire and Purgatory, for it already exists in the mind of his insanity.

As long as he lives, he suffers, his only salvation is physical pain's reprieve, the closest he comes to death.



CRUSADES

"The Bible says not to kill, but you do. The Bible says to help non-believers to believe, but you do. The Bible says only God may grant pardon, but you say you can."

The young girl stood in the doorway, watchnig the cardinal's and archbishops, priests and nuns, all those that were part of Iscariout. They all turned to look at her.

She was small and frail-looking, with long brown hair and large violet eyes, her mouth set in a decidedly grim line. The cross around her neck had bloodstains on the image of the Savior from her mother's death. She wore a short purple sundress, showing her lightly tanned, gangly legs. She looked to be anywhere from eight to thirteen.

She continued to stare at the bewildered adults.
"Well, Iscariout, how will you defend yourselves at the hour of death? When God asks why you kill and you answer you kill in His name, how will He react? All the blood shed in His name, it brings fear, not faith!" she spat.

The leader of Iscariout arose and walked towards the child, angerp laying on his features. "Mary, silence." he commanded. Mary stared into Maxwell's eyes, her own cold, cloudy, almost inhuman. "Make me father..." she answered.

Maxwell grabbed the girl's arm and twisted it slightly. The girl simply continued to stare into her father's eyes. "You are a heathen, a demon's spawn carried by a human woman! You are not my child!" he hissed. Mary's expression never changed through all of the harsh words.

"And how will you explain my mother's death, Enrico Maxwell?" she asked. "Will you still say she took her on life, will you not say the Deadly Sin that drove her to"

Maxwell's hand hit the girl's jaw hard, whipping her head around and making a sickening cracking noise upon impact.

Mary touched her the left side of her small face, which was completely reddened. Her eyes welled with tears, but her voice was strong.

"I love you, Daddy... I didn't change that... you did..."

She ran out of the room, crying softly.

All those in the room saw the pure white feathers that followed the scared Nephilim as she ran, knowing not where they came from or what they would become as she grew.
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