Bark at the Moon

The werewolf howled. The moon was full tonight, and it was time for some fun. He felt his body begin to change. Fur sprouted and grew covering his skin. Muscles bulged, his forelimbs lengthened, his nails grew into claws, his snout grew very wolf-like, as did his entire head. His teeth lengthened and sharpened. Muscles grew around the upper portion of his back, hunching him over slightly. His feet turned to paws and he grew a bushy wolf tail from his tailbone and lastly, a final surge of pain in his head as he felt his senses expand, and the night sky suddenly didn't seem so dark. His hearing dramatically increased along with his sight, smell, agility, speed, strength, and perception. These werewolf abilities allowed him to feel Seras Victoria's eyes on him hear the click of her Harkonnen as it loaded and fired, see the abnormally large round fly toward him, sidestep the incoming shell, and focus his attention on the young vampire on the tree behind him.

"Dammit! I missed him!" Seras swore. What's this, police girl, losing your touch? A voice in her head asked.

No, I mean he dodged it! Came the agitated reply. Oh he did, did he? The voice chuckled. Her master was teasing her again. Well, you started to drink blood now, this one might actually be a challenge for you.

The werewolf turned around and looked at her. His tail came up swayed from side to side. He barked and charged toward her with astonishing speed. She brought up the butt of her Harkonnen and smashed it into the charging werewolf's head.

He reeled backwards and steadied himself. He allowed himself to study the vampire. She was in her early twenties, a few feet shorter then him in his werewolf state. She had blonde hair, down to her eyes in the front and just brushing her shoulders in the back. Her eyes were red. She wore a uniform with shield patches on the chest and left shoulder that said 'Hellsing.' And speaking of chest, she had a rather large bust size. Her tight uniform ended with a miniskirt, the rest of her long legs covered by stockings that were the same color as the rest of her uniform. She was GORGEOUS. He let out a pleased growl from the bottom of his throat.

Seras saw him tilt his head downwards and sideways, saw the amber eye rove up and down her body, and she heard the low rumble come from him. She didn't get it. She heard her master's voice in her head. He was laughing. He's checking out your body, came Alucard's voice. And from the looks of things, he likes what he sees. Seras' face changed expression. Her red eyes narrowed to slits. He was even smiling, or as close to smiling as a werewolf can get. Saliva dripped from his massive jaws. "Y-You PERVERT!!" she stammered out, whipping up her Harkonnen, reloading it and firing it in one smooth motion. The werewolk only had time for a startled yelp before the round exploded.

The smoke cleared, revealing the werewolf splayed on its back, his ribcage broken open and blood flowing freely. Seras smirked, That'll teach him, the perv, she thought. But then the wounds started to close back up, the blood ceasing to flow.

Damn, that hurt... How come she shot me for that? Most vampire chicks have no virtue...

The werewolf stepped to his feet, snarling. Seras hurriedly started stuffing another shell into her Harkonnen. The werewolf started to run in a circle around her. Seras tried to draw a bead on him, but even her vampire senses could not keep up with him. Suddenly the werewolf closed the gap, flashing toward her and wrenching the Harkonnen from her hands and tossing it over his shoulder. He gripped her by the neck with his left arm and lifted her above him.

With his right arm he slashed through her head. He stood there, unsure what to do with his seemingly defeated opponent. The blood spurting from her head stopped in midair. It went back into her head, which reformed. She turned her left arm into pure shadows, raising it above her head. Her shadow arm came down swiftly on his left arm, slicing through it with ease. Howling, the werewolf backhanded her into a tree. As Seras staggered up, he held his severed left arm to the stump. With a grunt, the blood and muscles reattached themselves. Seras uprooted the tree behind her and swung it at the werewolf. He leaped onto it and started to run down it towards her. She dropped the trunk and slashed with her shadow arm at chest level. He slid underneath it and swiped at her stomach. Seras grabbed his wrist, stopping it. The werewolf raised her above his head. Still clinging to his wrist, he brought her crashing down into the tree trunk. Pinning her there with one of his claws, he reached down and tore her intestines from her stomach. He was hungry. He brought her innards to his jaws...

And then her intestines started to writhe and darken. Shadows ran up and down them, eyes and mouths starting to open up. The shadow snakes then coiled around his limbs. Seras stood up, lifting him into the air and giving him a bloodthirsty grin. The werewolf snarled at her and clawed the shadow/intestine/snakes binding him to her. He severed them and fell to the ground with a thump. Growling, he got back up, only to have Seras slash him deeply across the snout. Ignoring the wound, which healed even as he moved, he landed a tremendous uppercut on her, knocking her into the air. But instead of coming down to his waiting jaws, shadowy wings spread from her back. Remaining there suspended in midair, Seras summoned clouds of shadow bats, sending them down upon the werewolf. They swarmed around him, obscuring him from her view. She waited a few seconds.

The werewolf leaped clear of the cloud of shadow bats. Time seemed to slow down as the werewolf loomed in front of her. His amber yellow eyes caught her ruby reds, both clouding with bloodlust. Both their strikes came at the same time. They landed on the ground a few yards apart. A large gash had appeared in her throat, while the werewolf had four long deep slashes in his face, disfiguring him. Both their wounds were healing already.

"ENOUGH!"

A man's voice rang through the woods.

"Clearly, neither of you have any idea how to destroy each other."

The voice made them pause. A shadowy rift opened between the two. From it stepped a tall man dressed in long red coat. He wore a wide-brimmed fedora and sunglasses on his head, obscuring most of his skin. A few strands of black hair hung from underneath the fedora. Glancing at Seras, he saw recognition in her eyes.

Damn, another vampire. And I feel a connection between the two. And I can feel power radiating from him, but like it's restricted somehow.

"Seras, secure him for me would you?" the vampire asked.

"Yess, masster, as you dessire," she replied in a sibilant hiss. The fur on the werewolf's neck stood up.

Shadows whipped out of her left arm, wrapping around his arms, legs, and neck. Vans pulled up. Men in uniforms similar to Seras' dashed out. They wore armor similar to S.W.A.T. officers, but carried different weapons. The werewolf recognized an MP5 among them, but the rest were unfamiliar to him. Retrieving the Harkonnen, Seras stood to attention. A black limousine pulled up. Out stepped a woman dressed in an expensive suit, smoking a cigar. She was the kind of woman who immediately commanded respect.

"So this is the one, huh?" she asked, sizing the werewolf up. He WAS different, she thought.

"Yes master, this is the one," answered the vampire in red. The mystery deepens, thought the werewolf dryly.

"Seras, put him in the containment truck, we're taking this one back to the mansion," the woman ordered.

"Yes sir, Sir Integra," Seras complied with the woman, who was Integra Hellsing.

"Alucard, you are to assist Seras in escorting the animal back to HQ," Integra said, turning the vampire in the red coat. "Yes master, of course," Alucard answered, with a bow and subservience that the werewolf found unsettling.

The werewolf was lifted into a truck, dumped there, and locked in. A number of seals prevented him from breaking out, but he could still bang around. "Everyone, back to HQ," ordered Integra, returning to her limousine. The vehicles started up again back down the road, with Alucard and Seras flying overhead, and the werewolf thrashing around in the truck.

-End of Chapter 1-

Hoped you enjoyed it, gracious reader. Please review, I would like some feedback. I'll update as soon as I've planned out the second chapter.

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