Compulsion
Chapter Five
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"How is she?" A muffed voice asked, clearly concerned.
"She's doing well, she'll pull through." A professional sounding voice answered back. A faint bleeping noise thrummed continuously in the background. "She's a lucky one; the vampire had broken four of her ribs. One of which, had punctured her left lung."
Luna listened to the voices around her, and the rhythmic beeping of the machines. The smell of disinfectant assaulted her nose; making it more apparent that she was in a hospital. An oxygen mask covered her nose and mouth, transferring oxygen into her lungs.
"So she won't be able to fight for a while, then?" Luna's identical twin sister asked, worriedly. "Sir will not be happy, that's for sure." She gently ran her fingers through her sister's white-blonde hair.
"I know, but I will make sure no harm comes to her." The Doctor replied, comfortingly.
Luna forced her eyes open; her vision was disorientated. Black spots danced in front of her purplish-blue eyes. Blinking a few times, she waited until her vision had settled, before attempting to talk. "Hey…" She croaked, smiling weakly.
"Oh!" Jessica jumped; startled. "You're awake!" She leaned over, kissing her twins forehead. "How are you feeling?" Her caramel-coloured hand lightly curled around her bedridden sister's hand.
"I'm okay; just sore." She said slowly, her voice raspy. She eyed the IV drip in her arm nonchalantly. "What is in that?" Luna whispered quietly.
"That's morphine; it's to help you cope with the pain." The Doctor said, helping Luna sit up just enough to drink a glass of water.
"I'm still feeling the pain." Jessica sighed and shook her head, as her Luna continued to stare dispassionately at the IV drip.
"That's because the drug is highly addictive; so they have to be careful how much they give to patients." Jessica said laughed at the dirty look her twin shot at her. "Don't look at me like that; it's your fault for getting overconfident with your opponent."
Luna jutted out her jaw defiantly, gazing toward the doctor. "How long have I been here for?" She inquired, lazily.
"Four days," he smiled at her. "And you'll be in my care for about another four weeks." Luna groaned loudly, placing a caramel skinned hand over her eyes.
"Damn. I hate hospitals." Sinking further back into her hospital bed, she pouted and closed her eyes. "Can't I leave next week?" She decided to see if she could haggle her way out of the four-week imprisonment.
"Sorry, no can do." The Doctor grinned. "You're not going until I've given you the all clear."
Jessica stood up, brushing her clothes down. "Well, I'll leave you in Doctor Smith's capable hands." She shook hands with the handsome doctor and took her leave, waving at her sister.
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The sun beat down upon the Frenchman and his companion, as they walked along the busy streets. They were in Rome; were the traitor was suspected to be. Seras Victoria sighed, wiping sweat from her forehead. "Bloody heck," She sighed. "It's too hot!"
Pip nodded in agreement, taking a large gulp of water from his flask. "Zhat it iz." He commented dryly, after putting his flask away. "Though it iz not zhat hot, compared to some places."
Seras closed her blue eyes, "I'm a vampire, and I don't like the sun." She scoffed. "I hope we can find this traitorous bastard soon." For the last four days, the two had been searching, and had no luck. Seras hardly got any sleep during the days, either.
The streets were bustling with activity. Children ran across the streets, chasing their friends. Women bought all kinds of merchandise from the market stalls. It was around one o'clock in the afternoon, and the heat from the sun had Seras Victoria yearning to go home to cold old England.
The fledgling of the great No-Life-King came to an abrupt halt. A familiar reached her ears. "Yes, Integra Hellsing suspects something." Seras frowned, as the voice paused. She knew that voice, but whom it belonged to she could not remember. "No, no. I won't betray you, Enrico. I want to see Iscariot crush Hellsing, just as much as you do."
"Iz something wrong?" He raised an eyebrow, his hands rested on his hips, near his pistol. Seras plashed a finger to her lips, signalling for him to stay quiet.
"The twins nearly died, Sir. I think we should keep them out of the frontlines. They're only children!" Seras' eyebrows shot up, her expression drawing into one of disbelief. Iscariot was using children to fight now? The thought of it horrified the Draculina. While she was stuck in her internal musings, Enrico and the betrayer of Hellsing had left without a trace.
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