Crimson, furious eyes stared deep into her soul, razor fangs graced the skin on her neck, the bite driving them deep, inside her flesh, slicing deep into the artery, blood rushing into and down her throat, a finger twisting into the wound, pushing into the tender skin. Zorin would grip the bed sheets, tight enough for her knuckles to just about turn white. Her mouth open, as if to scream, her eyes wide, Rip's bite, it wasn't her usual, teasing, playful bite for their quiet moments alone, it was punishing, she was making Zorin suffer, suffer for each little Goth whore that she had bitten, making her feel the pain she felt in her heart when she found out about it after so long of keeping it hidden. As Rip pulled away, she almost tore the skin away from Zorin's neck, her mouth dripping the blood on Zorin, now pale, face, breathing heavily watching Rip with half closed as she stood up, and began to redress the wound, grab the syringe off the desk and jab it into the vein on Zorin's wrist. Resting a hand on her stomach, her whole body shivering, she could hardly bring herself to speak, as Rip changed out from the blood soaked shirt,

"From now on you can do as you please...Ve may have to vork as a team, live together in the same room, but it doesn't mean I have to like it...or you..." Rip's words, so cold, heartless even. As she pushed up a black tie, she would frown, forcing back a tear as she marched out from their dorm, leaving Zorin to surrender to the effects of the drugs, in her weakened system, only just catching hearing Schrödinger's head getting slammed into the wall by the very much broken hearted Rip as her eyes began to close.

Captain would wake her the next day, surprised to find that her wound had healed fully and that she felt, like she was back to normal, but nothing could get rid of the feeling that a knife had sliced her heart in two, as she rubbed her chest she would try and shake it off, ignoring it as she followed him to the control room. Major sitting smugly in his chair, the Doctor stood besides him with a emotionless expression on his face, and Schrödinger rubbing his head where Rip had slammed it against the metal walls, sitting on the desk. Rip was dressed in her suit, white shirt and a crimson tie, Zorin took a deep breath as she stood next to her, only receiving a dark glance, Major would chuckle seeing the pair, "A zmall...mission haz come up for ze pair of you, a few Hellzing agents have been, prying into our business...Get rid of them." Rip would clip her feet together, and salute, leaving for the transport, Zorin however didn't say a word, just clutched as her scythe weakly, almost dragging it along with her, Major would raise a brow, looking to Doc with a slightly confused face, normally the two girls would have been happy to work together, now, it seems, that they where uncomfortable, even dreading the idea, Doc would only smile darkly, "Trouble in paradise Herr Major..." Schrödinger would turn to Doc then to, still rubbing his head, his ears low, "Vell...now I know vhy Rip tried to kill me last night...she hurtz vhen she iz angry..."

Zorin's stomach would drop, seeing the familiar club sign, blackout on the count of the wall being repaired. Rip would roll her eyes, jumping out from the back of the transport van, walking to the police tape, seeing the chalk outline of the girl's corpse, where it once lay, the stains of her brain and skull yet to be cleaned up, Zorin would only have to look over RIp's shoulder,

"Iz that vhat you do to all you little bitchez?" Rip's tongue felt like a barbed whip, striking at her heart, Zorin would sigh, turning her back on the still bitter woman, but she couldn't bring herself to fight back, guilt, Zorin had only felt this a few times before she gained her supernatural powers, she never thought she could feel this bad again, like she wanted to activate the chip in her body and burn for all the pain she had caused.

Hellsing's trade mark stench, Alucard and his vampire Seras, was everywhere, it was as if the pair where hunting for more Millennium since their fight outside of the nightclub. Rip would shiver each time she felt Alucard's lingering presence, she didn't relish the thought of facing him, yet each time Zorin tried to calm or reassure her, the vampire would just throw her off, give her the cold shoulder or a uncaring glare. Zorin would have given up in the end, as she sliced one of Hellsing's human agents in half, she stomped on his head, as he began to scream, the body could survive for a while without any legs, it was however, unlike her to put someone out of their misery quickly, Rip however was doing the opposite, making the magic bullet bounce around inside the body of her victim, shattering their bones, before punching through their head and chest, the blood that lightly splattered her face, she would shiver, grinning in a dark pleasure. Zorin would clean the blood of her scythe as the final Hellsing agent collapsed to the floor with the top half of his skull blown off from a magic bullet, looking to Rip as she would shiver again, holding her rifle closer than before, Zorin would try again to get close, lightly placing her hand on her shoulder, but again, Rip would throw her off,

"Juzt vhat the fuck iz your problem Rip!"

"My problem...My problem is you! Vas I nothing to you? Juzt another cheap thrill for you to throw avay vhen you got bored! Vhat made them so special?" The girls would have been almost squaring up to each other, Rip's eyes full of pain and rage, Zorin's showed a broken heart, as she growled, turning her back to Rip, backing down before she did something she would really regret,

"Zey meant nothing to me...zey vhere just food, an eazy meal! I know I hurt you...but can;t you see I am trying to vork zis out!" Rip would snarl, holding her rifle at arms length pointing the barrel at Zorin's head, her finger pressing on the trigger lightly,

"I vatched, in the dark, on the roof, behind valls and doors, most of zose girls you never juzt used for 'food' I can tell vhen you've fucked someone!" The trigger would have been pulled tighter, Zorin's fist clenched as she pushed the rifle down, as the bullet fired, yet Rip was to shocked to control it before the ball smashed through a car window, Zorin's eyes glaring, tears running down her cheeks,

"For ze love of god Rip, Zey meant nothing, I had to get zem to give in somehow...Rip I-I..."

A bullet cut her sentence short, blood dripping from her shoulder, as Alucard's arm wrapped around Rip's shuddering neck, the Rifle dropped to the ground, a twisted smile across his face, Seras's crimson eyes glowing behind of him, the Harkonnen ready to fire, Zorin would snarl looking up at him, as Rip clutched at his arm,

"Did I interrupt a tender moment for the pair of you?" Alucard would chuckle, seeing Zorin's eyes flare with rage, her grip growing tighter around the scythe, the clenched fist, since she wasn't wearing gloves, blood dripped from her hand where her nails where digging into her palm.

"Let her go..." Zorin would snarl, her eyes closed, listening to Alucard's mocking chuckle, "I said...Let. Her. Go!" Zorin's eyes would snap open, throwing the scythe past Alucard's shoulder, slamming into and through Seras's chest, knocking her out cold. Alucard would look to Seras with a slightly shocked look, turning back a fist would slam into his face, pulling Rip out and away from him, holding her shivering shoulders tightly. Rip pressed into her stomach, fear, making her cling to Zorin, "Rip..." Alucard would laugh, aiming both of the handguns at Zorin, who stood up, cracking her neck and knuckles,

"Such a tender moment...its a shame I have to break it up!" Another bullet fired, but this time, Zorin would catch it between her fangs, spitting it out as she pointed right at him, her eyes and the pentagram on her forehead starting to glow, as she began to dig through his thoughts, his memories, finding a weapon to use against him, "I don't care if you kill me Alucard...but you are not laying a fucking finger on Rip..."