Literature
Merche Funebre [Integra x Vampire!Reader]
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The battlefield reeked of death: the odd stench of iron, as ripples of blood seeped into the dirt, the disgusting rank stench of the rotting flesh, the smoke invading your nostrils, tingling your tear ducts. Every muscle failed you and pinned you to the rough blades of grass. Bullets penetrated and violated your body down to your quivering bones. Your crimson life fluid pooled beneath you, staining your tattered uniform.
Somehow, you predicted your fate to end this way. After all, you belonged to the Hellsing Organization. You tied yourself, body and soul, to the whims