Disclaimer: Like I being doing this if I owned Hellsing. Blanket Statement.
Crossing the Line
Chapter One
Terrified wasn't even in the range of where Seras found herself as she did her best reenactment of a wall. Petrified was better suited for her current state. It wasn't her first mission, but it could easily be her last as two guards rounded the corner. Their guns rested on their hips, at the ready for any person trying to escape the compound. They were joking and laughing with each other in German. She scanned the area. Escape. Escape! She couldn't be caught. If she was caught it meant torture, it meant death. However, it wasn't her own life she was scrambling to keep. The arms wrapped around her neck tightened. The child didn't make a sound, but trembled nonetheless. Their hearts ricocheted off another as the guards patrol crept closer to their corner.
Seras tried to formulate a desperate plan. Maybe I can distract them while he gets away, she thought. Then, the horrifying picture of her getting caught played in her mind. She shuttered and for a brief moment wanted to sacrifice the child to spare her own life. Sickened by her cowardice, she knew she had to take care of this child. Whether or not she would be able to save others in the future was another matter. With solid resolve, she leaned forward on her toes, ready to sprint to the break in the wall where she normally smuggled people out of the ghetto and supplies in.
The pile of discarded junk beside her rattled as she accidentally rubbed against a beam of wood. She froze as the guards voices pitched higher, a signal of their suspicion. Their shadows fell over her faster than she anticipated. She looked up at the man (she thought there was two?). There was little to take in. Winter was creeping into Poland, and the man before her was dressed like all the other Nazi swine, his red badge glaring out at her. Her hold on the child tightened. Her blue eyes sparked with determination.
"Hans! Was is das?" a voice called.
The man before her wasn't the guards who unwittingly trapped her. He grunted a reply in German, "Es ist nur ein Kätzchen." He turned away. Confused, Seras wanted to stop the man and demand an explanation, but she kept her curiosity at bay. He just spared her life by sacrificing his own. If any of his comrades found out about his compassionate gesture than his punishment would be worse than anything she might receive. She remained crouched even when she knew she could escape without being spotted now. What was she waiting for?
Finally shrugging past her instincts, she slid towards her concealed exit, careful to step on the harder parts of the ground so not to leave any tracks. She silently coaxed the child forward. There wasn't enough space for them to go together. She ducked into the crevice, but caught sight of the terrifying military outfit. She didn't need to check twice to see that it was her benefactor, making sure his kindness wasn't wasted and she left intact.
Author: These are going to be short little things. So don't get grumpy 'bout the chapters length please! It's too stressful to write huge, long chapters, but this idea was rolling in my head and I just had to do it! Please review!