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Chapter 2.

Seras was having an oddly silent night. She sat on her chair, silently sucking the contents inside the little plastic bag while staring at the tin bucket filled with ice that was set on her wooden table. They had no missions tonight, which was very frequent now that Millennium had perished. But the odd thing was that neither of her Masters had pondered around her. Lately they seemed to crave for her to be around, only God knows why. Integra would make her sit in her office while she was doing her paperwork and chat about random topics like how much she hated Iscariot, or how good it was for freaks to seemingly have disappeared, or what did she think about freaks, or even talk about tastes and likes. It was awfully odd having a casual conversation with her. Alucard, on the other hand, would simply sit by her and watch her. Occasionally he would teach her how to do some trick or give her a history lesson about vampirism, but he seemed to prefer looking at her, his smirk present at all times. She felt secure, knowing that the most powerful vampire is watching over you at all times makes one feel safe, but it was disturbing when she had to shower, or change or anything private. But tonight neither Integra nor her Master had summoned her, so she felt uneasy in a way.

She threw the now empty bag on to the table and walked over towards her gun. She decided it was time she cleaned it, even though she had hardly used it. So, she began to dismantle it as she hummed a tune to break the silence. Once dismantled, she took a humid towel and started to clean the different parts of her gun. It took her, she estimated, a few hours to complete the task, and now she sat back in her chair, looking at the stony wall before her. She decided she'd call it an early night and materialized some pajamas on her body, sliding into her coffin. After the lid had closed, she stared into the black that now surrounded her, thinking about stupid things to pass time. She then noticed her Master's aura change position, into Integra's office. She wondered what was he doing there if there where no missions, but then thought that maybe he had grown bored of her and decided that angering his Master would be more fun than staring at his fledgling. She sighed. Why couldn't she make her Master proud? Even though she had improved in a superlative way, he didn't seem to be all that proud of her. She'd just have to become stronger then.

Her mind began to drift away when suddenly she felt a change. Something wasn't right. She felt as if she didn't belong here anymore. Somehow she felt anger boil through her veins, and the idea of destroying every human inside the manor seemed ever so sweet. Seras stopped her thoughts. That couldn't be what she wanted, she couldn't hurt humans. And anyway, Sir Integra was also her Master. No, right now she would not obey that woman. Her loyalty towards her Master had just grown incredibly; he was the only one in this world that could ever command her. She would never obey that sow again. She phased out of her coffin. How could she be thinking such thing about Integra? Then she found a word towards what she felt, and fear ripped throughout her body. She felt… free? Free from killing more of her kind, free from having to obey human's orders, free. And the little humanity in her, which cried so much in fear, seemed to disappear in the overjoyed vampirism. Searching for her Master, she felt his fury, and instinctively phased into Sir Integra's office. The sight she found would have been horrifying a moment ago, when her humane side was in control, but her vampire self felt overjoyed by it.

Integra Hellsing was pinned against the wall by her Master, who seemed to be choking her. Seras silently approached both of them, her vermilion red eyes nailed down on the human.

"Now, now little Hellsing. I'll make sure you pay for all that you and your family have put me, and my fledgling, through." He closed in on her. "But first, as the gentleman I am, thank you Integra."

After having said that he sunk his teeth into the human and partially drained her of her sweet virgin blood. Integra did not scream, she only looked at the young vampire with hateful eyes, but once the façade had fallen, tears began to fall as she gave up all hope. Once Integra had passed out, Alucard looked at his fledgling, who was biting her wrist intensely.

"Come Seras. Kill the one that has enslaved us for decades." Seras slowly obeyed. At first she doubted, feeling guilt in the core of her soul, but when the hate of her Master irradiated into her, adding to the hate that her vampire self felt towards all the humans inside this manor, she fiercely bit down on her victim. The blood flooded her mouth as she held her prey tightly. She had never tasted such marvelous blood in all of her unlife. It was sweet, warm and overwhelming. At that point the bloodlust took over her completely. She drained the body almost dry, the blood getting cold and tasteless, but her hunger did not diminish. The body fell numb to the floor, and Seras turned around to meet her Master's gaze, still craving for more blood. "Tasty, wasn't it?" he closed in on her, lifting his hand to caress her neck.

"Yes Master" her voice close to a growl echoed throughout the room. Her moan was herd all over the estate as the young vampire was bitten by her Master, blood splattering all over the Hellsing heir. He stopped himself from killing his fledgling as she fainted into his arms. He glanced at the door, feeling humans quickly approach them, and then his look flew towards the numb body. He held his fledgling tight to his chest as he begun to form a portal behind them.

"We are free and we shall enjoy it, Police Girl." He whispered into her ear and, with a simple step backwards, they disappeared into the shadows.