Fan Fiction The Second Glass Revisited ~ 6 ~

The Second Glass: Revisited

Chapter Eight

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.


The hall outside the office is choked with ghouls but Daniel and Amanda swiftly set to work. He watches her out of the corner of his eye, pride filling him as he sees her movements are quick and clean as she moves through the ranks. By the time they reach the doors and Samuel bursts through them both Daniel and Amanda are breathless and covered in blood. The hallway is silent now, broken only by the occasional moan of the last of the ghouls' mangled corpses dying. They stand on either side of the door, watching the hallways in either direction for more enemies. Inside the office they can hear Reece's quiet words and Jess's sobbing.

"Daniel. Need your help in here." Samuel says from the office. Amanda and Daniel share a look before he ducks inside, Amanda taking up station in the middle of the doorway.

Daniel hesitates when he sees the scene and dread fills him.

Reece is sitting on the floor with his back to the desk, legs stretched out before him on the floor. He has a gun in one hand, the other over a large piece of cloth pressed to his chest. Jess is kneeling at his side, trying hard to keep quiet as tears roll down her face.

"I tried to stop him but he wouldn't listen to me. I never knew ghouls could shoot a gun. I never knew." Jess repeats, rocking slightly. "It's all my fault!"

Daniel strides up to her and grabs Jess's arm, hauling her limp form to her feet.

"You will listen to me and listen to me good Jess. You need to shape up and get it together. You need to help Amanda and Samuel get Reece up to the roof. You hear me? Get to the roof!" Daniel snaps, giving Jess's shoulder a hard shake.

Amanda ducks inside the office, appearing at his side.

"There are no more ghouls on this floor but I can hear them below. They're trashing the rooms. It doesn't sound like there are many of them left." Daniel nods and points to Reece.

"You help Jess and Samuel get Reece to the roof." Amanda nods as Daniel turns away.

"What about you?"

"I'm going to clean this place out." Daniel growls, heading for the door. Amanda follows him out, waiting till they are out of sight before grabbing his arm. She spins him around and kisses him hard before pushing him away.

"If you get a scratch on you I'm gonna be pissed." She says softly. Daniel chuckles and gives her a mock salute before disappearing down the corridor.

Once on the roof and Reece's wounds taken care of Samuel and Amanda prowl the rooftop, watching the forest intently.

Where is Seras and Alex? And where is Matt? Damn him for disappearing like this. I wonder if Seras and Alex are all right. The thoughts flash through her mind, her worry mounting with each passing minute.

Far below a window explodes outward and three ghouls are catapulted out the window, followed by Daniel. He finishes them off easily before turning and looking up at the rooftop. Even from three stories away she can see him smile. He gives her thumbs up.

The mansion is cleared. I can't find any more ghouls in the building but it's pretty trashed inside. I'm going to go look for…His voice dies as he hears something she can't and he spins to the forest, crouched and at a ready. Amanda looks as well, unable to see anything at first.

Daniel sees it first and jerks in surprise before looking up at Amanda, fear on his face before he leaps toward the trees.

Amanda get down here now! He yells in her mind.

"Samuel! Stay here!" She yells over her shoulder before leaping from the roof. She lands on the grass without incident and her heart leaps as she sees Daniel helping someone from the trees.

Alex leans heavily against Daniel, the latter practically having to drag the younger man from the tree line. Alex is covered in blood, his shirt soaked with it. Amanda takes his other arm, alarmed as he hisses in pain.

"Alex what happened?" Amanda asks softly as she checks his wounds.

"We were ambushed. Seras saw him first and seemed to recognize him." Alex pauses. "She sounded so afraid. Whoever that was, he scared the hell out of her."

"What else? Where is Seras?" Daniel asks as they reach the building.

"She told me to run. I was going to stay and fight but the man attacked. He was so fast I barely dodged." Daniel lowers Alex to the ground carefully, Amanda kneeling beside him.

"But all this blood… You aren't wounded that badly. Where's all the blood from?" She asks, dread filling her. Alex leans his head back, his expression pained.

"It's Seras's."

They manage to get Alex to the rooftop and Jess immediately begins tending to him despite his repeated assurances. Amanda can see her hands trembling as she bandages one of Alex's wounds, remaining silent. Reece is sitting nearby, looking to be in quite a bit of pain but alive. Samuel is standing at the edge, keeping watch when Daniel approaches Amanda.

She wraps her arms around herself, suddenly appearing small and frightened as the events of the night catch up to her.

"What are we going to do? Seras is gone, Reece and Alex are wounded, Matt's disappeared…What are we going to do Daniel?"

All the vampires on the roof flinch as a high pitched, incessant screech fills the air. Amanda and the others clap their hands over their ears, Reece and Jess watching in confusion.

"What is that noise?" Daniel says through gritted teeth. Jess's abrupt shriek draws their attention and Daniel jerks, staring in the direction she's pointing.

Bats flood the rooftop, their wings and small bodies battering against them. Jess throws her body across Alex's, shielding him from the bats.

Daniel's eyes widen as a presence suddenly cloaks the entire rooftop in a dark malevolence, an intense and ancient power so oppressive Daniel has to remind himself to breathe.

The bats vanish and the noise ceases, sending the rooftop into silence.

Daniel straightens, the rest of the group following suit than shifting toward him as he faces the being on the other end of the rooftop.

Tall and lean he stands silently, arms behind his back. A dark gray suit and crimson overcoat blend into the night. Long ebony hair moves silently in the breeze.

Red eyes take in the group before looking directly at Daniel. Faint memories arise, images he recognizes are not his own and a name surfaces.

Alucard. His voice breaks the silence of the night, full of deadly intent.

"Where is Seras Victoria?"

His voice is raw with power and rage. The very shadows tremble at the sound of the ancient's anger. He does not move but his eyes take in everything, Alex shrinking back in terror as the crimson gaze settles on him.

"Are you Alucard? Master to Seras Victoria?" Daniel states, stepping forward to draw his attention. The crimson gaze comes to rest on Daniel and a shiver runs up his spine. "Are you the Alucard?"

"Answer me now you pathetic dogs." Alucard snaps. "Where is Seras Victoria?" Lethal fangs, unchanged in all the centuries, flash in the darkness. Daniel swallows nervously. Lying now will only get us killed.

"She has been taken. She is not here."

The red gaze bores into him a moment more before sliding to Alex.

A moment to late Daniel guesses his intent. Before Daniel can even move Alucard has crossed the roof and grabbed Alex, hoisting the young vampire up by the neck.

Amanda leaps to her brother's aid but Daniel stops her, pulling her against his body as she struggles against him.

"Let him go!" Amanda cries. Daniel tightens his grip on her.

"That is Alucard, Seras's maker. We don't stand a chance against him. There is nothing we can do." He whispers to her. Amanda gives a whimper of fear as Alucard tightens his grip on Alex.

"Explain yourself. Now." Alucard growls, the demand low and feral.

"I was with Seras when we were attacked. We were ambushed. I was only able to get away because Seras fought them off. She made me leave!" Alex pleads as Alucard's gaze narrows.

"We shall see."

Amanda and Jess both let out a scream, Daniel struggling to hold Amanda back as Alucard jerks Alex close to his body, savagely biting the exposed throat.

Alex lets out a strangled cry as Alucard releases him, tossing him aside. Daniel lets go of Amanda, letting her run to her brother as he approaches Alucard.

The vampire stares out at the night, his gaze distant. Despite the violence of his attack only his lips are stained red. Daniel has to gather his thoughts before speaking.

"Alucard? " Crimson eyes flick back to Daniel only a brief moment before going back to the night. Daniel takes that as a sign to continue.

"Please allow us to assist in getting Seras back." Alucard scowls.

"You and your group have done enough. One of the people that took Seras is one of your own."

Daniel's blood runs cold and he takes a step back.

"Who?"

"It was Matt."

Alex says softly behind him. Daniel turns to face him, startled. Samuel and Amanda are helping Alex sit up, the wound on his neck healing swiftly. "Matt and another guy was there, a monster of a dude. He was huge and he kept laughing."

"Laughing?" Daniel asks. Alex nods.

"A really creepy ass laugh too." Alex remarks with a shudder.

"You didn't recognize anything that would help us find them?" Daniel prods. As Alex shakes his head Alucard speaks.

"I know." All eyes turn to him and Daniel backs up to see a gleeful malevolence in Alucard's gaze, a slow and feral smile gracing blood stained lips.

"His name is Father Alexander Anderson of the Iscariot Organization." Alucard looks up, blood red gaze tipping up to the cloudless night sky.

"Oh this is going to be fun."

"Damn you Alucard!"

Integra's voice screams out from the phone. Alucard merely chuckles and hands the phone to a rather hesitant looking Daniel. Behind them the others are all sitting together, talking quietly amongst themselves. Daniel glances at the phone them up to Alucard, watching as the vampire turns and walks away. Daniel puts the phone up to his ear.

"Hello?"

"Who the hell are you?" A very pissed off Integra snaps.

"I am Daniel, second in command under Seras Victoria."

"Good, at least someone who will bloody listen to me." The heavy English accent growls through the line. "Listen to me good vampire. You will do exactly as I say. Reece and the secretary will remain there. We are sending medics there since they cannot go to a regular hospital for obvious reasons. You and your vampires will come here. Alucard will bring you back. Tell him to return. Now."

Alucard's hand on Daniel's shoulder causes him to jump as Alucard speaks.

"She is just angry that she cannot figure out how I got here." Alucard says, loud enough for Integra to hear over the phone.

"Just get back here now dammit!" Integra yells over the phone before the line goes dead. Alucard laughs as he takes the phone back. Daniel turns to follow as Alucard strides across the deck toward the others.

"So how did you get here?" Alucard shoots him a look and remains silent. Taking the hint Daniel changes topics. "So I guess I'm going to go make flight arrangements to England than."

The phone in Alucard's hand rings again and he answers it, listening intently as someone speaks on the other end.

"Yes Walter. We'll be there." Alucard states before shutting the cell phone.

"Travel arrangements have been made. Tomorrow night we go to London."

The jet cuts over the moonlit ocean, high over the drifting clouds. The cabin is dimly lit, the small lights built into the ceiling barely illuminating the quiet cabin.

A glint near one corner of the cabin is the only sign of movement as the cloth slowly shifts down the blade. The slow, methodical cleansing of the blade continues until every inch of the blade is clean. Anderson sets down the bayonet and picks up the next, grinning in satisfaction as he takes in the sight of the blood stained steel before placing cloth to blade, purifying the metal with each swipe of the cloth.

"Are you seriously going to sit there and stroke your sticks the entire flight?"

The cloth stills halfway up the blade and he scowls over the blade at the opposite end of the cabin.

A long coffin rests diagonally across the end of the cabin; bright silver chains wrapped around it and within the vampiress is blissfully silent, unlike the thing occupying its lid. A blanket is draped over the top of the coffin. Matt lies on his stomach, his upper body supported on his elbows. A pair of headphones rest around his neck and a small DVD player is balanced before him. Even where he sits Anderson can hear the high pitched, rapid speech coming through the phones.

"Go back to your cartoons you undead whelp." Anderson growls. Matt scowls right back.

"They aren't cartoons, it's Japanese Anime man. Get with the times. Anime rocks." Anderson merely shoots him another glare before glancing at the coffin. Matt thumps the toes of his boots against the lid.

"Don't worry, she's sound asleep. The wounds you have her and the trank I nailed her with will keep her out for a few days, no matter how powerful she is." Anderson gives Matt an irate glare.

"I do not need reassurances from a heathen." Anderson growls before focusing again on his blade, envisioning whetting the blade again by dicing up the impertinent undead maggot across the cabin.

To his ire Matt suddenly begins attempting to mimic the speech, failing horribly and then laughing when he mispronounces a word and says something completely inappropriate.

Anderson's grip on the bayonet tightens and he's two seconds away from stabbing the hell out of the kid when the intercom next to his head crackles to life.

"Father Anderson, we will be landing in ten minutes." Across the cabin Matt gives out a happy yelp and shuts off the player.

"Thank the maker in heaven!" Anderson scowls and loosens his death grip on the blade.

"Amen to that." He mumbles under his breath as he reaches for the seat belt.