Chapter One

The End of Innocence

Disclaimer: I do not own Hellsing; it came from the mind of Kouhta Hirano and is a copyright of Dark Horse. No Suing.

All right folks, since you were right about the unusually short chapters and the lack of detail, I decided to revise the whole thing and start over. The storyline will stay mostly the same. I thank you all for giving me praise and support though sometimes I really suck and even I know it. The whole straight to the point thing came as a result of Pre-AP English III. I kind of have a tendency to sometimes put the things I write into essay form out of habit. I'm sorry. Anyway, let's get started on the new version of my fic.

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Black Fang 02

"Seras", came the hushed whisper in the darkness of the closet, "you must stay in here, it's your father and I they were after. Be safe, my little fallen angel. I love you, and no matter what I will always be with you." With those last parting words Seras' beautiful mother, Gaabrielle, gave her daughter a hug and a short red-bladed sword, opened the door to the closet, and silently crept to the room where the hunters, who had just slain the human body of her mighty husband, Bareal, stood.

Seras waited in the darkness of the closet as she trembled, clutching the blade in her little hands so hard that they mottled. She remembered that her mother had once told her to only use this blade in a dire, life-threatening, emergency. She wondered how bad the situation had gotten if her mother had pulled it from its hiding place. Even as young as she was, her mind raced along at the pace of a hardened assassin, calculating the risks and chances of survival and escape. As she considered every possibility she turned and headed toward the door on the opposite side of the double closet.

Suddenly, a loud gunshot rang out in the night, followed closely by a melodic scream. Seras stopped in her tracks as she recognized the voice of her mother. She quickly slapped her hand over her mouth in order to silence the first horrible sob that ripped its way out of the deepest part of her being. As she listened to the laughter in the other room, she decided that the time for grief would be later, when the danger was over. So with emotionless eyes, Seras walked over to the doors of the closet and looked out through the slits in the blinds. What she saw there ripped away her mask of indifference. The tears that had merely threatened earlier, silently slipped from her eyes as she took in the scene before her. There on the floor lay the bloodied forms of both her mother and father. One of the invaders had stepped on her mother's abdomen as he laughed with his companion.

"Oi, Jake these fuckers were supposed to be powerful."

"Well James, the clan also said that these two had sealed away most of their power to live together."

"If we were to find what they sealed it in we hunters could control most of Europe and no-one could stop us from summoning the most powerful demon we know of." Jake ground his foot into her mother's stomach. "Ha, this was easy enough. If we can find the power of these and more like these, it will be no problem to gather the required amount."

James looked over at his companion, "Well our superiors believe that their artifact may be found in northern Japan. Guarded by, get this, water sprites," James began laughing and was swiftly joined by Jake.

Seras was both sickened and shocked at his actions. As she watched him laugh a red haze of rage formed over her eyes. Her trembling suddenly ceased as her rage finally completely encompassed her mind. She flung open the door to closet with almost shattering force. Both men looked on in a dazed shock as she sped toward the man standing on her mother. They just couldn't comprehend what was going on. When she reached Jake she leapt and buried a fork that she had found on the floor of the closet into his right eye.

"Augh, God. You little bitch. How dare you?" screamed the angered hunter as his companion raised his gun. The man fired at close range into her abdomen, flinging her across the room. She hit the wall with massive force, leaving behind a trail of blood as she slid down the wall.

"Ugh, look at what that little fuck did to my eye," Jake complained. "Well," he said, reaching down and ripping her mother's shirt, "As compensation, I might as well have some fun with her before she gets cold."

Seras watched in shocked horror as Jake unzipped his pants, mounted her mother's corpse, and began plunging his member into her. He began sweating and grunting with effort as the blood streamed from his pierced eye onto his shirt. Seras felt the familiar rage begin to burn again, though this time it did not just flare up and burn out; this rage started to smolder in her belly and work it's way outward, sparking flames where ever it reached, and building into something that would become her constant companion in later years.

Seras was shocked when she originally heard the smooth, hissing voice of another speaking into her mind. It whispered to her at first, speaking gently so that she would not be frightened. It was benign, not an enemy. Quite the contrary, as a matter of fact, its purpose was to protect her, or at least that was how the voice felt about it.

'Serassssssss', the voiced hissed in her mind; it sounded sinister to Seras' untrained ears, however, had she been more experienced, she would have noticed the protective note in the voice.

'Y-y-yes', she stuttered in her mind. 'Who are you, and what are you doing in my head?'

'Seras', the voice answered, 'I am your protector and your power, an extension of you, if you will. I can grant you the power over life or death. I can show you what it feels like to take vengeance on the evils souls that torment the innocent. And I can kill these men.'

'Really?' Seras asked; her state of mind darkening with hatred. 'Can you really make these bloody bastards pay for what they did to my parents and me?'

'If you wish it,' the voice answered in a tone filled with glee.

"'I wish it'", Seras hissed out both physically and mentally.

At the sound of her voice James looked away from Jake's "fun" to glance at her; what he saw frightened him to the bottom of his very soul. Seras' entire form was changing as she stood from the puddle of blood on the floor. Her eyes were darkening to a frightening red pupil completely surrounded by black, her hair had had turned from blonde to black and lengthened to her waist, which was farther down than it had been because she was getting taller, and her teeth, which moments ago had been blunt, had sharpened to deadly points and so had her nails. Suddenly, large black, scaly wings and white, feathery wings all covered in her blood burst from her spine.

"You stupid fucking assholes, I hate you, I hate you for what you did. You took them from me. They only wanted peace and yet, you couldn't leave them alone. Why? Is it because they weren't human? You are humans, but you are more monstrous than they ever were. I'm going to kill you both-" she grinned, "slowly."

Seras moved so swiftly that neither James nor Jake saw even a glimpse of her. With her first strike she tore off James' index finger as she took his and Jake's guns and burned them into ashes in her bare hands. James began screaming first as the pain registered and his scream was echoed by Jake's terror-filled one. Seras' hollow, mirthless laugh echoed in the now sealed room. Jake was stunned into stillness, his body still lying on top of her mother's. She turned her blackened gaze onto him first. At the sight of her eyes, filled with the promise of death, he pulled himself away and ran for the door; she got there before he did. She reached out with sharpened claws and raked them across his chest, effectively stopping him from going farther.

She spoke, her voice sounding like the scrape of bones in the darkness, "You first."

The smile that crossed Seras' face at those words chilled the very soul of the man. He stood frozen as she reached out and touched his face gently, as if she meant to caress his skin. He saw the muscles in her arm flex an instant before she dragged her claws across his face, rending the flesh to the bone in some places. Jake screamed; it was a high piteous sound that reminded her of dying vermin. His hands shot up to his face instinctively as blood poured in rivulets to cover his hands and shirt, even as some of it dripped to the floor. She had purposely left his one remaining eye untouched.

Jake watched as she raised her hands again, one to his shoulder the other to his stomach. His eye widened at the sickeningly cruel smirk that covered her face a moment before he felt searing pain flash through him and he looked down. What he saw almost made him vomit, but that would have caused more pain. She was pushing her hand into his abdomen slowly, taking her time, as if she were fishing for something. More blood than he had thought possible poured down the front of his shirt and pants. It looked like she was searching gently, however, it was anything but gentle. Her hand was moving things that should normally never be touched by anyone but a highly trained surgeon with heavy anesthesia. There was no anesthesia; he screamed. He felt as she touched his intestines, his stomach, and finally his liver. Still he screamed.

Seras grasped the select organ, his liver, in gentle fingers and spoke to him calmly, "This will hurt. Quite a bit, but nothing I can do to you will make you feel the pain that I feel right now. This is light punishment." As she spoke she drew the organ from his body slowly, never rupturing the fleshy, soft liver. "Even so, for your crimes the penalty is death." She removed the organ completely, veins still attached and pumping blood. She grabbed one of his hands and placed his liver into it. "This is yours. If you are careful you might not cause yourself any more pain. For your safety, I recommend not doing much to it. It is a vital organ." Jake slid to the floor and keened gently, his screams having stopped when most of the pain let up.

Seras turned away from the heavily bleeding Jake toward James, who had been trying to escape with no success. He seemed to feel her eyes on him and ceased his futile efforts to turn around slowly. His body language spoke of the unbridled terror that most humans feel when they realize that there is no way out and they are going to die. He looked quickly from her to the semi-conscious man holding his liver on the floor and back. When his gaze returned to the girl, she was only a foot away. He took a step backward. She stepped closer to him her eyes blazing with their own black fire in the darkness.

'No way out, there's no way out!' James' frantic thoughts sounded in the head of the dissatisfied Seras. She looked into his mind and found that he was not the one who shot either of her parents. He had just watched Jake. He got off on causing undue amounts of pain and watching others cause pain. She also found that he was just one member of a large secret society dedicated to the capture or elimination of supernatural beings. She found that they wished to summon one very near to her bloodline.

Seras picked the larger man up and slammed him into the wall. "You deserve to die a slower death than the one I am going to give you, but the sirens are getting closer." With that she dragged her right hand across his throat, ripping out his larynx and esophagus. She dragged her left hand across his stomach and reached inside him to pull out his still pulsing intestines. He slumped to the floor, looking with dazed and terrified eyes at bits on the outside that should have been on the inside as he died. Seras smiled at the look of terror forever frozen on the man's face.

She walked back to the floor where she had fallen and looked down. Her entire front was drenched in blood and pieces of flesh from the dying men. She slapped her hands together and breathed deeply focusing on absorbing the blood covering her body and re-opening the gunshot wound. As all of the blood on her body but her own disappeared, she lay back down against the wall where she had originally fallen and passed out. Her demon receded, taking all memories of what had been done, with her.

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All right. Here is the first redone chapter. It took me a while, yes. But I finally got it done cause school is out and I can focus better. Read and review and tell me what ya'll think of my redone beginning. I hope it is better. Much love to the reviewers. Ciao!