Disclaimer: I do not own Hellsing or its characters. I own this story.
-Anderson's got a new weapon to Alucard's surprise. One that will both haunt the vamp and suck the dead right out of him…
CHAPTER TWO- Running Scared
Seres was in trouble, and she had her master to blame for putting her on this lame mission. Alucard had sent her on the mission he was supposed to complete, to seek out a medaling vamp around teenage years, who was sucking on blood for the hell of it. She sighed and tried to escape the place she was at, which by the way, was an eerie looking place. Everything was abandoned as if the town got up and left. She walked faster though the empty streets in search of the undead teenager. Instead, she found her target gutted up and hung to the ceiling of a burnt building. Metal swords were visible from where she was standing. A man with a cross and a wicked laugh had her shaking uncontrollably.
She backed up, maybe she could just run away and he wouldn't even know she was there. But the moment she took a step back, it was the sound of a twig snapping that got the paladin to look her way. "Damn" she whispered. Together with Alucard, it was possible to keep the paladin at bay. Alone by herself, it was merely impossible. She looked to her left, an easy escape. She took it, running all the way though a dark hallway. Giant cracks in the wall let you see what was on the outside of it. She ran into a dead end, hyper venting she kept kicking the broken walls until it gave way and collapsed. Finally an exit! She was out of the building in seconds and running, because her very life depended on it. She couldn't believe her master put her though this. He'd have to take responsibility if anything should happen to him between now, and the time it took her to return to Hellsing.
The thing that had her in fright was that Anderson was not following her. She turned back around to see the paladin from afarstaring at her. She shuddered and returned home.
Back at Hellsing she was scolded by Integral for going out alone on a mission, and later, her master thanked her while devising a plan for the next mission. A mission she'd have to take on. She quickly refused it and turned in for the day. Leaving her master stunned.
Anderson wasn't too far from the church when he finally collapsed on the pearly white steps in front of the church hall. He looked up and found himself being looked down upon. By the same priest to interrogated him last time. That minion from Hellsing. That nosferatu… She was all the paladin had on his mind. He liked the thought of chasing her, a small game of cat and mouse. He liked it all too much. And because of this he wanted nothing more to do than to rest down and forget the day. He got up from the ground, brushed himself off, and headed inside without saying so much as a word to the priest beside him. He was gonna polish these dentures of holy silver, and if possible, bite the delicate neck of that mouse he'd been playing with earlier.
tbc