Hellsing profile:
Organisation: Hellsing
Name: Seras Victoria
Class: None
Blood type: A+
Status: Vampire
Vampire profile:
Vampire Name: Seras Victoria
Master: Alucard
Mate: Alucard
Children: None
Blood type: A+
Chapter 4
"Wake up, Miss Victoria, its sunset." Walter's warm voice intruded into my dream. My eyes fluttered open to see Walter's smiling face, he had opened the lid of my coffin again. Slightly groggy I smiled back, my eyes starting to close again.
"…hungry." I mumbled. I heard Walter chuckle as he lifted the lid of my coffin totally off and dropped it with a bang on the floor. My eyes opened immediately with the noise. Panting slightly Walter replied.
"Yes, I have your breakfast right here." Still half asleep my mind wondered on what I was having, images of dry toast or gruel came to mind. That's what I had eaten growing up, but I received a rude awakening to my new life as I sat up and saw that same ice bucket with the packet of medical blood sat in the ice…as if daring me to drink it. I wanted to…but I couldn't. Rubbing my eyes with my hands I yawned, before struggling to climb out of my coffin, it was very different to what I was used to. I managed by putting my hands on both sides of the coffin and lifting myself out, it was an odd sensation, but I would get used to it. What I wouldn't get used to though was sat on my desk glaring at me. A bead of water dripped down its packet, the ice already melting in my room. "Miss Victoria, aren't you going to have your breakfast?" Walter suddenly asked me. I jumped, I had forgotten he was there.
"Errr…well…" I mumbled, trying to think of an excuse, I scratched my cheek with a single finger in slight nervousness. Walter carried on talking, but I could no longer hear him. I was concentrating on the new smell in my room, something in my room was new. The smell was a warm seductive, almost perfumery smell, it was intoxicating, my eyelids half closed concentrating wholly on the smell.
"…And I found the bag from last night empty." I was shot back to the present; did he say he found an empty bag?
"B-but I didn't…" I tried to answer, but that smell was almost overpowering. Where was it coming from? Panting with beads of sweat dripping down my face I tried to ignore the smell…the smell called to me, like a song long forgotten, my fists clenched in resistance. But then my senses picked up, the smell was coming from Walter! As my fangs lengthened I clamped my hands over my mouth and quickly stepped away.
"Are you alright Miss Victoria?" Walter questioned, his face clearly showing concern.
"Get out! Now!" I shouted from behind my hands. My back was now against the wall, I could not get any further away. Walter raised his hands and stepped forward, but then I caught the look on his face the moment he did. Worry registered on his face and Walter began to step away. But he was far too slow, his shoes clicked on the stone floor as he did.
"It's going to be alright Seras, take deep breaths." Walter never used my first name. His hands flew up as if to protect himself, he wore those same black gloves from before. My senses had suddenly improved, not only could I smell his blood, but I heard his pulse. His pulse had sped up, as if in a panic. My body reacted as if on instinct, my body was out of my control! I felt myself push off the wall with my leg and charge straight for Walter! My mouth was wide open and my fangs were long, I was nearly there, my arm outstretched to take him. But for a second I felt something like resistance, my body looked down, I was tangled in some kind of string, wire I couldn't tell. But it was wrapped tightly around me, like a whiplash I was immediately sent backwards and crashed into the wall behind me. "Miss Victoria! Get a hold of yourself!" Walter shouted. I was sat on the ground, the cold stone floor underneath, tears began to well in the corner of my eyes. I didn't mean it…I would never want to hurt him, so why did I do that? I felt the tears drip down the sides of my face, my vision turned funny as more tears welled up. Walter held his hands up with his fingers splayed like a puppet master with strings. Then I noticed with the help of the candlelight that he did have some sort of string or wire attached to the tips of his gloved fingers, the wires were pulled taught and they were attached to the wire that enveloped me. I hid my face under my hair by looking down, hiccupping now with my tears, blood red tears dripped from my chin and onto my uniform. I felt the wires slide off me, but I didn't look up, I expected Walter to walk away, I expected the noise of the door close or even slam. But none of those things happened, instead I listened to him slide down the wall and sit next to me.
"Why are you still here?" I managed to say through hiccups. Walter chuckled,
"As I proper gentleman, I can't possibly leave a lady in distress." I looked up at him. Walter was smiling.
"But…" My hiccups had stopped now. Walter saw me look up and he looked at me. He was still smiling, but I began to wonder what he was staring at when he suddenly looked away.
"There, that's better, back to normal."
"Huh?" Was all I could say in answer.
"Oh, your eyes are back to being blue. I suppose we should treat the fact that before you act differently your eyes turn a vivid red, as a warning." Walter brought the blood packet in front of me. "Your behaviour tells me that you're hungry. Here, I'm not leaving until you've eaten…errr…drunk your breakfast." Walter folded his arms and stayed sat next to me. I gave him a half-smile and took the wet bag from him. My fangs back to a normal size I bit into the bag and began to suck. It was fantastic, like a drink when you're parched of thirst. Sooner then I expected the bag was empty, I wasn't full but I wasn't hungry either. Walter nodded and hummed his approval before standing up.
"Right I'll expect you for training today, don't be late." He stretched his arms aboce his head and stretched his back. "Think I'll go warm up ahead of you…" He spoke as he was walking to my door.
"Wait," I said, biting my lip as I said it. "You won't tell will you?" Walter looked back at me with a fatherly smile and shook his head.
"Sir Integra will have to know off course, but apart from that, no. Don't worry about it. You'll gain control of that little berserker state you have there in time…" Walter was already out of the doorway; he had left the door open. "…I'm guessing that's the Alucard in you." I flinched when he said that name…the empty blood packet, what happened last night? But I sighed and shook my head, I didn't remember, perhaps it was just a dream and my 'berserker' side as Walter had put it was hungry. Yeah, that must be right. I sat up myself, drops of blood were on my clothes, I hoped I could change before training…
Training went a lot better that day, Integra wasn't there, but I suspected she was asleep. Walter first took me to the to the shooting range again. I had apologised for my bloody uniform, but there was not another one. Walter said he would clean it after tonight and also that he would try to get me a change of clothes as well. My shooting was uneventful, I wasn't much better, he told me I would be eventually. Next was back in the training hall, after a warm up and stretching I was getting into it again, this time Walter had something up his sleeve…
"Right, now we can't have you practising the techniques in midair or you'll never learn. I hope you forgive me, but you can't use me. I like my bones where they are." He laughed. I rolled my eyes at his remark. Walter folded his arms behind his back and began to walk ahead of me.
"If you'll follow me please." He said. I followed him to the other side of the training room. There attached to the floor was a dummy. It looked a bit out of place in this old looking hall, but Walter whacked it on the front of the chest with the back of his hand. It hardly moved. What was that thing made of? "This is the hardest and toughest dummy we own, I have no doubt you'll break it in time. But for now this will be perfect for you to practise on."
After that I continued on to practise the basics on the dummy. Soon it was too late for Walter and he retired. Once again I had to stay in my room. I passed the hours by practising in my room; apart from shooting I was getting much better in a short space of time.
The next night…
I woke up hearing a knock on my coffin. It felt slightly odd, someone was waking me by knocking on my coffin, it was nothing like someone waking up hearing a knock on their door. I lifted the lid of my coffin to see not Walter as I had expected but Integra!
"What's going on?" I said. Integra jumped as she was looking at her watch at the time, she was missing her cigar.
"It seems we have a vampire in the village. I don't want to send my men after it. I want to see if you can deal with it. Follow me." Integra swivelled on the spot and strode out the door in a hurry. I got up out of my coffin, I was still wearing that same bloody uniform. Replacing the lid with a dull thud I quickly grabbed my bag of blood, trying to convince myself that I was having it only to stop myself attacking my friends. Having to drink it quickly as I tore after Integra. At the end of the hallway Integra shot up the stairs, I had to run now to keep up with her. The light at the end of the stairs blinded me for a second, but my eyes grew quickly adjusted. The bright lights of the chandeliers above me, showing up the room for all its glory. Suits of armour lined the wall, two sets of stairs were on the wall leading upstairs. This mansion was only three levels, ground floor, first floor and basement. Walter and Integra were both stood by the front double doors, Walter carried a large box in his arms and a similar but taller box was laid out next to him. I jogged over to them not wishing to keep them waiting. Both of them smiled at me as I came near.
"Before you go we have something for you." Integra said. She stood with her arms folded as she glanced at Walter. Walter held the box with one hand, and flipped the lid open with the other. Inside was a perfectly black long pistol. The gun was amazing, but the weapon looked far too heavy to wield. Even with two hands. I spied both of them watching me, so I picked the gun up, it was surprisingly light. I held it up to the light to get a good look at it.
"That is the special weapon I designed and made for you, I finished it yesterday. I wasn't going to give it you until later, but I think now is appropriate." I examined the gun closely. Swirly decorative writing was etched into the side.
"The demon of darkness." I read. Smaller writing was also etched onto the weapon, near the handle. It read 'demon'. "Ha, demon. I like that name."
"The gun uses custom bullets, similar to our own that the soldiers use. But with such a weapon as this I can…experiment with the bullets. The bullet casings are of pure silver and hold liquid mercury that explodes on impact, still in the prototype stages, so I don't recommend dropping it." Walter put the box down beside him and lifted up with slight difficulty the other box.
"Hurry up Walter," Integra hissed. Walter had successfully lifted the box with some effort and opened the lid. Inside was a grand sword; I was reminded of the swords knights of old used in stories I was told when I was little. The hilt's design looked like a twisted version of bat's wings, the dark black hilt following the same gothic look. However the bright white of the blade showed off it's brilliance, reflecting the light of the room.
"The blade is made of pure silver, dipped in holy water from the church." Walter explained, I was about to pick up the handle when I realised the same style of writing was etched on the blade. 'The angel of light' it read, similar to the gun I read out the second engraving on the handle, 'angel' it read. So the weapons angel and demon were mine? I carefully picked up the handle, trying not to catch myself with the blade. I held my weapons in the air, but as I was about to ask how I was going to carry them I felt Walter tie something around my waist. I looked down, a brown leather belt was tied around my pants, a leather holster on the right side and a leather scabbard on the right. With some slight difficulty as my sword was in my left hand I placed my weapons in the correct place.
"Now, I am finished Sir Integra." Walter said. Before he walked off back into the darkness of the mansion. I looked back at Integra. She nodded.
"Hardly trained as you are, I believe you will soon become out sole weapon against those filth. The soldiers are outside to take you to the place." Integra also turned and left me standing, I quickly glanced around before pushing on the wooden door. The door opened with a creak and the darkness met me, the full moon shining down giving me support on my first mission.
'Hello old friend,' I thought. This freedom felt weird to me, but as the cold wind blew past me I ran to where the soldiers were outside the military truck.
AN: Ok another chapter done.
Thanks to my reviewers, nlightnd, Agent HUNK, Jmai, exiled-savior, chibi ichigo and Yellow 13! Thanks you guys!
