Fan Fiction The Second Glass Revisited
The Second Glass: Revisited
Chapter Four
Authors Note: Welcome to The Second Glass Revisited. This is a more in depth look into the original story. I got the idea while watching Hellsing (duh) and after completing the first story and reading the feedback I have decided to rewrite the story.
Rating Note: M FOR LEMON. This story contains explicit sex scenes that are unsuitable for anyone underage. Read at your own risk.
Also I do not own Hellsing or any part of it. It belongs to Kouta Hirano. Enjoy.
Seras follows Jess up a wide staircase and through narrow corridors, eventually ending up on the third floor. Judging by the drastic slant of the moonlight coming in through the windows Seras gauges that it isn't too far into the night. Jess stops in front of a set of double doors, hands on the handles as she looks over at Seras.
"Let me slip inside a minute and brief him before you come in." Seras merely nods and watches as Jess slips into the room before heading to the window opposite the doors. She stares out at the foreign landscape, studying the hills that surround the building.
The building itself is three stories and brick, the lawn that stretches around the building carefully manicured. Beyond the tall fence that surrounds the property is endless forests, dark and beckoning in the moonlight. The moonlit night is cloudless and clear, the beautiful night calling to Seras to come and explore the new land.
"Seras?" She jerks as Jess's voice permeates the train of thought and she turns to face her. Jess gasps and takes a step back, her eyes widening. "Are you all right? Your eyes are...glowing" Jess asks quietly. Seras nods, quelling the call of the night as she blinks and she gives Jess a reassuring smile.
"The night is beautiful." Seras remarks. Jess glances out at the windows and nods before glancing back into the room.
"He's ready for you now." She says in a rather shakey voice. Seras nods and follows Jess into the room.
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The office is not large, smaller than Seras would have expected as she crosses the carpet to the desk. It dominates that end of the room, paintings mounted along the dark mahogany walls. There are no windows in the room, a single chandelier hanging overhead and small lamps lining the walls. The light in the office is a soft light, not the harsh quality of fluorescence. A single man is standing behind the desk, watching with keen ice blue eyes as Seras approaches him. She meets his gaze unafraid as she stops beside Jess.
"Mr. McKail, Seras Victoria of the Hellsing Organization Headquarters. Seras, this is Mr. Reece McKail, head of the American Branch of the Hellsing Organization." Jess says before stepping back. Seras smiles and extends her hand.
"It is a pleasure to meet you sir." He gives her a relaxed smile and takes her hand.
"It is a pleasure to meet you Ms. Victoria. And please, call me Reece." She smiles as well, giving his hand a firm shake.
"Only if you call me Seras." He chuckles.
"Of course Seras. Please sit." He gestures toward the chair before his desk and Seras sits as he takes his chair. He leans back and studies her intently.
"So pardon my bluntness Seras but how old are you?"
"I'm twenty seven." He eyes her.
"How long have you been twenty seven?" He asks. Seras studies him.
"I've been twenty seven for three years." He nods.
"As you will soon figure out I have a nasty habit of stating my thoughts, sometimes to the point where I anger people. I must say when I made the request for someone from the Hellsing Organization to come, I thought they would send someone a bit older." Reece points out. Seras studies him.
"I'm not tooting my own horn Reece. Let me just say that I may be young but I am no average Draculina." Reece studies her, seeming to peer into her before he smiles.
"Who is your master Draculina?"
"Alucard." Reece's eyebrows lift considerably and behind her Seras hears Jess's sharp intake of breath. Silence reigns a moment than Reece leans forward, placing his elbows on his desk.
"Alucard. The Alucard?" He inquires. Seras nods.
"Indeed. He is my master. He trained me in all I know." Seras lets the sentence dangle, waiting for Reece to catch the bait. It doesn't take long.
"Have you taken his blood Seras?" Reece asks quietly. Seras smiles slightly.
"I have actually. A few times. I may be young in years, but that's where it ends." Reece sits back, studying Seras in a new light.
"I have heard stories of Alucard. I read the reports that were filtered down to me on the Millennium incident and Alucard's involvement in it. I was quite impressed. There was mention of you as well but.."
"I had yet to take my master's blood or even take blood on my own free will before that time." Seras interjects. Reece nods.
"That was included in the report and still I was quite impressed. You did take blood during one incident though, did you not?" He points out. "A Captain Bernadette?" Seras stares at Reece a long moment, her mind fleeing back to that time before her mind shies away.
"Yes, but that's story for another time." She says softly. Reece takes the hint and moves on.
"How much do you know about the situation?"
"I know that this branch is relatively new. I know you have a group of vampires here that are willing to work for you, but they lack training and discipline, which they will need both to be of any use to you. I also know that the vampires have no idea who I am. Above that, not much." Seras remarks. Reece chuckles.
"Indeed. I have seen to it that you will be placed in command of vampire team. Do with them as you see fit. You take orders only from me. I ask that you not feed off the staff here, your meals will be supplied for you." Seras nods as Jess steps up.
"I am sorry the message hasn't gotten to you yet sir but she doesn't take human blood. Only bagged." Jess affirms before stepping back once more. Reece studies Seras in open interest a moment than shrugs and lets it drop.
"Would you like to meet the group now?" Seras nods.
"Yes, that would be great actually. The sooner we get started, the better. Just, let me handle it my way, okay?" Reece laughs and stands.
"I'm liking you already."
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The conference room where they gather is on the second floor, tucked in a corner of the building. Two walls are lined with tall windows, allowing the moonlight to stream in. There are three tables creating a u shape in the room, many of the seats are taken. Seven young adults are sitting at the table, several talking quietly with each other, other's staring mutely out into space. The lights are on, the same soft light as in the rest of the building.
They all look up as Reece steps into the room, Jess right behind him. They all come to attention, sitting up straight as Reece shuts the door.
"Good evening everyone. I trust you slept well?" Several nod as Daniel, one of the older of the group, speaks up.
"So to speak. How's your evening Reece? You supposed to be up this late old man?" Reece chuckles and runs his fingers over his closely cut hair, knowing the silver is starting to show.
"Yes Reece, I'm sure. I have summoned you all to let you know that the representative from the Hellsing Organization has arrived." Several perk up and Daniel glances at Jess.
"Jess been working double time or something?" He remarks. Jess chuckles and flashes him a teasing smile.
"She will be here shortly." Daniel scowls.
"She? It's a chick?"
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Seras keeps her eyes closed, relishing the feel of the night around her. The very caress of the night embracing her sends her heart racing and she knows her eyes glow red as she opens them. She is careful to keep her presence masked as she watches the group in the conference room. She is standing just at the edge of the fence, several hundred feet away from the windows but she can see clearly inside, judging the interactions between the group inside.
They seem to get along quite well with one another, the vampires and the humans but there doesn't seem to be a lot of conversing between the vampires. They are all young too, nearly my age. Seras observes before sighing, watching as Reece gives the signal for her to enter by taking Jess's clipboard and glancing out the windows at her.
Let's get this show on the road.
"So they sent us some woman from the Hellsing Organization? Were they even taking you serous Reece?" Daniel remarks. Reece nods, catching sight of movement outside the window.
"Indeed. Ladies and gentlemen, I would like you to meet Seras Victoria of the Hellsing Organization."
A few of the young vampires look around expectantly. Silence reins in the conference room a long moment than Daniel coughs.
"Um Reece? If this is when she's supposed to make her grand entrance I don't think she got the memo." The other vampires chuckle quietly but that chuckle dies as arms slide around Daniel's shoulders, a warm breath tickling the hair atop his head in a soft sigh.
"I am afraid that there was no memo for this particular event. I hate dramatics." A soft, beguiling feminine voice murmurs huskily into his ear. Daniel stiffens, head flying to the left to look into a pair of deep blue eyes. The woman standing behind him winks, a slight smile curving her lips than the touch, the hypnotizing eyes vanish and suddenly the woman is standing beside Reece, arms crossed across her generous chest. The suit she wears is tan color and very form fitting. Short sleeves reveal long, misleadingly slim arms, the short skirt giving way to an expanse of trim legs. Her blonde hair is short, in an orderly chaos and framing a face that belongs on a magazine cover. Deep blue eyes take in the group in silence, calculating.
Everyone stares at her in stunned silence, nothing moving for a long moment before Daniel stands. The blue eyes flick to him, taking him in before that smile returns.
"I am Daniel." He states. The smile grows a little more.
"I am the Draculina Seras Victoria of the Hellsing Organization. Reece already told you that so that will be the last time that is repeated. I expect you to remember it." One of the other, a vampiress, raises her hand slowly, her eyes glued on Seras as she speaks.
"Reece?" He nods.
"Yes Amanda."
"She's a vampire." Amanda states, looking at Seras almost fearfully. Seras glances at Reece, remaining silent.
"Yes Amanda, she is vampire." Reece affirms. Seras smiles.
"How old are you Amanda?" She gulps.
"Nineteen." Seras raises a brow.
"How long have you been nineteen?"
"A year and half? Why?" Seras shakes her head than turns to Reece.
"I'll take it from here." He nods and takes Jess's arm, guiding her from the room.
As soon as the door is shut Seras retrieves a chair, setting it so that she is facing them and sits, crossing one leg over the other and linking her hands together on her knees.
"I will answer all the questions you have within reason, and I have questions for you all before we begin your training. Ask away."
"How old are you?" Amanda asks immediately.
"I am twenty seven in human years. Now what are your names and how old are all of you? Vampire years and human years. Daniel, we'll start with you."
He glances around the group, appearing a bit smug. "I am Daniel and I was turned at twenty five. I've been a vampire for five years." He looks to the man on his left. Sandy blonde hair and green eyes regard Seras with a look of nearly bridled contempt.
"I am Matt. I was changed at twenty two and I've been a vamp for two years."
Amanda smiles hesitantly. "I'm Amanda. I was turned at nineteen and have been a vampire for a year and a half like I just said." Seras nods, returning the smile to try and alleviate the girl's fear as she glances at the man sitting at the corner. He is an almost identical copy of Amanda, same auburn hair and hazel eyes.
"I'm Alex and I was turned at nineteen and have been a vampire for a year and half." He states, his tone flat. Seras glances between Alex and Amanda.
"Vampiric twins. You two will be interesting to train." Both Alex and Amanda's eyes widen and they glance at one another before Alex speaks.
"You know?" Seras chuckles.
"Not hard to tell." She turns her attention to the last vampire sitting closes to her at the end of the table. He sits up a little straighter as her eyes fall on him. His copper red hair glints gold in the fluorescent light, green eyes holding the promise of laughter, traces of that laughter around his eyes but his tone is serious as he speaks.
"I am Samuel. I was turned at twenty and I have been a vampire for a year." Seras nods, about to speak when Daniel interrupts her.
"How long have you been a vampire Seras?" He asks rather pointedly. She meets his gaze.
"I have been a vampire for three years." Daniel's lips curve into a smirk until Seras's eyes narrow. "Tell me, of this group who has taken the blood of their maker?" Unsure glances again are cast about the room before Daniel, Matt, and Samuel raise their hands. Amanda and Alex almost seem to pale at the question and Daniel scowls at Seras.
"What does that have to do with it?" He snaps. Seras sighs.
"If you want to be a capable fighting team you need to be completely liberated from your maker. You can't be in the middle of a fight when he or she summons you. It is too much of a risk to the team." Seras turns her attention to Amanda and Alex. "Why have you not taken the blood of your maker yet? Amanda" Amanda bites her lower lip slowly.
"I…he…won't let me." She says quietly, almost a whisper. Across the room Daniel's eyes narrow. Seras raises a brow.
"Really now. Alex, you haven't taken blood from your maker either?" He shakes his head. "So why won't they let you?"
"I never wanted to." Alex murmurs, leaning a little closer to Amanda. She gives him a small smile as Seras turns her attention back to Amanda.
"Amanda, why won't your maker let you take his blood?" Amanda glances to the side and sighs quietly.
"Why not ask him?" Amanda says softly. Seras frowns and Alex jerks his chin toward the other end of the room. Seras's eyes widen and she turns to Daniel.
"You're Amanda's maker?" She asks. Daniel scowls darkly at Alex before nodding.
"Yes." Silence drags on a moment than Seras nods.
"All right. Moving on, let's get whatever questions you have out now. There will not be any question and answer sessions after this so if you got anything you wanna say, do it now."
"What makes you think that you're capable of leading this team?" Daniel states, his voice sharp. "I may not be older than you physically but I'm older than you in vampire years, I have taken the blood of my master, and I've been working for this branch for two years already. What makes you think you can just strut in and take over?" A thick silence commands the room as the other four vampires hold their breath, watching as Seras and Daniel face off.
Seras leans back in the chair slightly.
"You do have a point." She pauses, studying him. "Since you know nothing about me I will fill you in. Yes, you are older than me in vampire years, and yes, you have taken the blood of your master but let me ask, how old was your maker?"
"He is over three hundred years old." Daniel states. Seras smiles.
"Next question, what kind of work have you done while working here?"
"I have killed a few ghouls, tracked down and killed four rogue vampires by myself, and have trained under my master for all five years I have been a vampire. What about you? What makes you so superior?" He snaps.
"I may have been a member of the undead for only three years but I have battled the ghouls, the Iscariot, and the Millennium organization. I have trained under the head of the Hellsing organization, a master vampire hunter, and the leader of a mercenary battalion. I have also taken the blood of my master on several occasions, not just once."
"And how old is this master of yours?" Daniel quips. Seras smiles.
"To be honest he can't remember." Daniel smirks until Seras smiles wider. "But his name is Alucard."
Daniel's smirk vanishes and Seras hears the other vampires murmuring. Seras does not take her gaze off of Daniel as his face pales slightly.
"Alucard? The Alucard?" Daniel asks, the wind swiftly leaving his sails. Seras nods.
"Indeed. Alucard is my master. His blood runs through my veins." Daniel's eyes suddenly narrow and he leans back in his chair.
"I don't believe you. There have been only myths, stories of his existence. I don't believe that in a heartbeat that you are a Draculina of his descent." Seras rises slowly and she gives Daniel credit. He does not budge as she walks toward him slowly. He continues to stare up at her in contempt as Seras slowly removes one of her gloves.
Her lips part slowly and fangs grow. Daniel straightens slightly as Seras pierces the pad of her index finger on her fang. Blood wells up instantly and every vampire in the room inhales sharply, including Daniel. Eyes haze to red as Seras holds her finger out to him.
"See for yourself." She says softly.