"Police Girl!" A low growl had come from down the street. Seras looked to see her former master flying towards her as she walked in the direction of her home. The elder vampire landed in front of his fledgling, shadows coming out from under his scarlet coat.
"What have you done, you foolish girl?" the vampire asked with venom.
"I-I didn't do a thing, Master," Seras responded quietly.
"I felt pain as our bond was ripped apart. I am no longer your master, it seems. How have you done this?" The elder's voice was cold and rock like.
"Mast- Alucard, I must go to see Integra." The police girl stared at the ground as she continued to walk up the street.
"You must learn to fly. You are too slow while walking." Alucard grabbed Saras' wrist and took flight. There was no struggling on the police girl's side, which was very abnormal. They approached a large mansion after a few minutes of soaring. Alucard phased the pair through a wall into an office with one desk in the very center.
"How many times must I tell you Alucard. No phasing into my office, unless it's an emergency," said a hard voice coming from the chair at the desk.
"I'm afraid that it is an emergency, Master. The Police Girl has been attacked, and injured." Seras pulled her wrist from her previous master gently. She then proceeded to stand in front of the desk, just opposite a blonde woman with glasses and a nice scowl.
"Field report, Seras," the woman ordered.
"The vampire and ghouls were all vanquished. The Iscariot's sent Anderson. I was assaulted physically and mentally. My mental bond with Alucard is broken." Tears began to run down the girl's face. "And I have been taken captive by the enemy. Anderson used a ritual of sorts. He is now my master. I'm sorry, Sir Integra." Her voice broke as she began to quietly sob. Alucard looked taken aback, as did Integra. The elder vampire took out a very large pistol and aimed it at the younger's heart. At that moment, a silver blade pierced him. He dropped to a knee in agony, before laughing.
"My dear Judas Priest. You certainly have good timing," Alucard said.
"Ah, shud up stupid beast. Aye 'ave come to collect what is mine. That blade in ye is coated with a potion, specially brewed. Good night ye animal." Alucard drowsily slumped onto the floor. A tall man moved from the window. "Come 'ere, monster."
"I'm sorry, Sir Integra." Seras obediently went to her master. Paper surrounded the pair, and quickly left. The young vampire looked around to see herself in a bedroom.
"Yer coffin is in the closet. You my go there. You may not leave this building. You may not hurt me, or anyone else with the exception of Protestants and other demonic creatures..." The priest continued to list off rules as Seras opened the closet door. Standing behind some shirts and pants was a coffin.
"I thought we were going to Ireland?" Seras asked.
"That was yer first mistake. Don't do too much thinking, or you'll get yerself hurt. We are in Ireland, but I decided against the boat. Now, I need to eat. Go cook me somethin'."
"Yes, Master," the girl responded, clearly upset. She walked out to the kitchen and checked the fridge. There was a lot of blood bags on the bottom shelf. Seras grabbed a of sandwich meat and a bag of sliced cheese. She sloppily made a sandwich and tossed it on a plate. She then grabbed a beer from the fridge and walked back into the conjoined bedroom. Without a word, Seras dropped the food items on Anderson's lap. He was on the bed, writing in a journal.
"Ye better learn to be more respectful of me, beast. Aye assume ye don't wanna get hurt." After those kind words, the priest began to eat. With his mouth full, he gestured to the kitchen. "Ye may help yerself to the blood in the fridge."
"No, thank you," Seras said before getting into her coffin. She tried to sleep, but couldn't manage it. Anderson had kidnapped her, and violated her brain. Then he made her get him a sandwich. "It was completely ridiculous!" she thought to herself.
"Quiet down, I'm trying to sleep," the priest's voice said from the other room. Seras gave a start. Could he hear her thoughts? This was getting worse and worse. She opened the coffin door and stepped out.
"Master?" she questioned.
"What do ye want?" Anderson's voice portrayed anger.
"I am without my coffin. I cannot sleep." Seras looked down to the floor, knowing that she had pisses him off.
"Ye can sleep just fine with that one. Besides, yours is built into the room in that Hellsing bitches manor." The priest sat up and put his glasses on.
"Coffins are a very important thing to a vampire. Without the proper one, they can't relax enough to rest," she quietly explained. Anderson growled, before grabbing his phone. He sent a message before setting it back down.
"It'll be here soon. Now do something useful with yerself." He layed back down. After a half hour, Seras found herself cleaning the bathroom. "How did I end up like this?" she thought. She quickly got a response in her head. "Ye belong in the kitchen, woman." Anderson's thought rang like a bell in her head. At least he didn't call her a beast. Seras was now in the kitchen, washing the sinkful of dishes that the priest had left there for what seemed like ages. As she finished putting away the last dish, she heard a large bang. She could also hear Anderson yelling and other people yelling back.
"Master!" Seras screamed. Adrenaline rushed through her body as she ran into the room. Her first instinct was to attack the intruders that she thought were attacking her master. She stopped right before punching one of the figures in the dark, quickly shaking her silly thoughts away. She went to get a good look at the intruder, but Anderson was already between them. "Holy crap, you're fast," she thought. "Damn straight!" was the response she received.
"Draculina, sit on the bed. These are not Protestants or undead." The priest's voice was calm for the first time since Seras had met him. "This woman 'ere is Heinkel Wolfe. She's my deadly sidekick, a kraut chick. And this is Yumie Takagi. She is also a sidekick. They brought yer bloody coffin." Her coffin was indeed there. In the middle of the room. Heinkel and Yumie worked on moving it into the corner where Anderson's bed was.
"Yumie, you move that bed outa the way," the german said. Her partner obeyed, covering the bed with papers.
"Move the bed?" Anderson questioned. "Wait! Don't move my bed!" The bed disappeared, sending papers everywhere. Heinkel moved the coffin with great effort into the bed's spot. Anderson's face was glowing red with rage. Before he could shout at his inferiors, they disappeared as the bed had.
"Um, Master?" Seras asked shyly.
"What do ye want you miserable tramp?" the priest said through gritted teeth.
"Nevermind," the vampire replied angrily. She got into the coffin, her face forming an evil looking smile. "Well, Judas Priest, come to bed." Anderson sputtered as Seras patted the soft material beside her.