Today was not a really good day. Yesterday I had intense Physical Training in Gym, and then was made to dance four hours straight at a Sweet 16 party of my friend's. I am feeling it now. The laptop shut off on me. Twice. Then it lost internet connection. My ankle is currently in pain from putting too much strain on it from an earlier injury.
As I said, not a good day. Pity me.
When Elizabeth woke up the next morning, her stomach immediately gurgled. She rushed into the bathroom and emptied herself of her dinner the night before. After the heaving had ceased, she washed her mouth out and exited the bathroom. Walter was waiting for her.
"Are you alright, Miss Elizabeth?" Elizabeth nodded.
"Yeah. I'm fine Walter. Just pre-mission jitters." Elizabeth forced the sarcasm out of her voice. She didn't want to upset Walter more than he already was.
"Should I ask Sir Integra to cancel?"
"No. I'm not gonna chicken out now!" Elizabeth teased. Walter was definitely not amused.
"I'm being serious, Miss Elizabeth. I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if you went on this mission and were hurt while I knew that you were in an unstable condition and should've been stopped." Elizabeth stared at Walter in shock.
"Walter…you don't have to worry about me. Even though it's my first mission, I can take care of myself." Walter smiled. Elizabeth questioned the look his eyes held.
"Yes. You can, can't you? Sir Integra asked me to give you this. It's your new uniform." Elizabeth jumped up and down and clapped her hands in excitement. Walter laughed and laid it on the bed. Elizabeth moved forward to inspect it. It resembled Seras's uniform, only it was red. The left side, where the patch that read 'Hellsing' was, over the heart, felt heavier than the right.
"Why does the left side feel heavier?" Elizabeth asked. Her fingers played with the edges of the patch.
"Ah, that would be Kevlon, a bullet proof material. Right behind the patch. We aren't sure how capable your healing powers are. This is just extra so that you don't die on us too fast. Seras mentioned you liked her uniform, so I took the liberty of providing you with a skirt." Walter was right. Elizabeth adored Seras's uniform, and she expressed it at every possible moment. It only made her happiness rise as she hugged Walter and stored the new uniform in the dresser. Walter also handed her a pair of boots and stockings.
"I advise you to wear them around the house today. They will be more uncomfortable and obstruct your mission if you slip them on tonight." Elizabeth nodded and pulled up the stockings, slipping on the boots afterward. She grimaced at the tightness.
"So what are we doing today Walter?"
"You are going to the briefing to be informed on your mission. I am going back to work on your surprise." Elizabeth's eyes widened.
"Surprise? As in a present?" Walter smiled.
"Sort of. It isn't exactly your birthday. It will help you on your mission, though."
"What's a birthday?" It was Walter's turn to be shocked.
"Oh dear."
"What?" Walter opened his mouth to say something, but apparently thought better of it. Elizabeth was curious.
"Nothing." He turned to exit the room.
"Oh, I almost forgot." He turned back and took something white from his pocket. He handed her two new white gloves. Elizabeth smiled with glee and slipped them on her hands. They were warm over her cold skin.
"Standard issue gloves, not to be worn outside." Elizabeth nodded.
"Thanks Walter."
"My pleasure. I'll pick you up in two hours for the briefing." With that, he exited the room. Elizabeth looked around. It sometimes amazed her how she had nothing to do in this boring room. Another round of the impossibility of trying to lick your elbow did not relieve the boredom that was built up. She was also trying to keep her mind off the mission. Every time she thought of the mission her stomach would gurgle and she felt the need to vomit. 'No use in losing your breakfast.'
Wait a minute, she hadn't had breakfast. Had Walter forgotten?
No, there it was. She finally saw the blood packet and the cup laying on her table. She quickly finished it off, hungry since she had been emptied of her dinner. She set the cup on the table. A square object next to it caught her attention. Elizabeth smiled and lifted up the Edgar Allen Poe book, once again flipping to a random page. Seeing a poem called 'For Annie,' she wished to herself that it would not be like Annabel Lee and began to read.
Elizabeth was filled with confusion as she finished. What did that poem mean? She intended to ask Walter later. She looked at the other book that Walter had lent her. He had said that it might come useful to her in the future. When she asked why, he had just smiled at her. She took the book. It wasn't like it was going to harm her. It was just a book.
Her fingers trailed across the gold lettering that prettily carved the name Dracula into the front covering. She moved her hand to grip the edge of the front cover, ready to open the book and read the mystery inside.
A knock at the door. She dropped the cover and opened the door. Walter stood there, waiting for her.
"It's ten minutes before the briefing. Miss Elizabeth. You best get dressed in your uniform." Elizabeth glanced at the clock and was immediately surprised. 'I guess time does fly when you're having 'fun'.' She thought. She thanked Walter, grabbed her uniform, and changed into it in the bathroom. The shirt fit snugly against her form, tucking into her mid-thigh skirt. She left the bathroom to see a frowning Walter.
"Perhaps I better find some pants." He commented, looking down at the skirt. Elizabeth's eyes widened. She rushed over and slid onto her knees, grabbing Walter's shirt.
"No, please Walter! Please don't! Please?" She pleaded. Walter smiled down at her.
"Oh alright." Elizabeth cheered and jumped up. She hugged Walter quickly and ran toward her dresser. Walter raised his eyebrow as he saw her take her cross, clasping the chain around her neck. She saw his expression and shrugged.
"Don't let it touch your skin." He advised. Elizabeth nodded and fingered the silver cross. It didn't burn to her gloves, but she still felt the small force that promised pain if she ever took them off. She carefully placed it the cross at the front of her shirt. She looked up at Walter and nodded, showing that she was finished. Elizabeth followed Walter as they walked down a hallway she never had. No words were exchanged. They finally stopped at a large oak door.
"Good luck." Walter smiled at her. Elizabeth returned it nervously. She turned and breathed in for relaxation. She opened to door and stepped inside.
All eyes focused on the young girl that stood at the back of the room. That would be 42 pairs of eyes. Needless to say, Elizabeth was embarrassed. She blushed and lowered her head.
"You made it just in time Elizabeth. Just in time. Next time, come earlier. Take your seat." Sir Integra, standing at a podium at the front of the room. She gestured to a seat in the front, next to Seras, facing the soldiers. She blushed harder and almost ran up the aisle. She sat quickly in her seat and nodded at Sir Integra.
"We're all here. Good. Now, where's that remote? Not h-Ah!" Integra held up a small remote and pointed it to a medium-sized square device on a desk. Apparently, whatever Sir Integra wanted it to do, it didn't. Sir Integra cursed as she pressed a button over again.
"Damn it. Damn technology. Piece of-Elizabeth!" Elizabeth was at Integra's side before the soldiers could blink.
"Sir?" Elizabeth watched as Sir Integra threw the small remote at the machine. It hit it with a small 'clang'.
"Destroy it." She ordered, pointing at the machine. Elizabeth was surprised. She quickly hid it.
"Yes sir." She ran over to the machine with vampiric speed. Elizabeth, unsure of what it was and how to destroy it, raised it above her head and threw it on the ground. It smashed into two pieces. She stomped on the pieces to make sure it was destroyed, When she had finished, she returned to her seat. She was, once again, aware of all the eyes that were on her.
"What. The hell. Was that!?" A soldier yelled. Elizabeth giggled nervously and rubbed her head. Sir Integra smirked.
"She would be our new vampire. Her name is Elizabeth. She is going to be participating in tonight's mission."
"But she's blushing! How's she a vampire?"
"Sending a teenage girl on a mission? That's just cruel!" Shouts and yells came from the soldiers. Sir Integra glared, and they immediately quieted.
"I don't really care what you think or want. If you have a problem it, just leave. We'll always find replacements." No one rose out of their seat.
"Now, we're going to go on with this briefing without any interruptions. A small suburban town in Braylin has been getting terrorized by a vampire posing as a high school student. His name is Sean Frost. Apparently, he has been seen with many women, half of which are missing, half of which were recovered dead. Frost works at a local supermarket and leaves at 9:00. Do not attack until he is far from civilians, understood? I do not want any innocents harmed during this mission. You will be leaving at 7:30. Be ready before then. The Captain will inform you about those who are leaving and those who are staying." With that, Sir Integra left the podium and exited the room. A man that seemed to be the leader stood in front of the soldiers.
"Alright, men! Platoon A will be going to Braylin, along with Kent, Williams, Cohen, and Moss from Platoon B. The rest of Platoon B will be staying here. I want you ready and waiting by the gates at 7:25." Soldiers screamed 'Yes sir' and saluted. The Captain nodded and left the room. Elizabeth and Seras were soon left alone as the soldiers filed out. Elizabeth glanced at Seras.
"Are you going?" Seras shook her head.
"No. But my master is." Seras looked a little disappointed.
"So, not only do I have to participate in a mission that could possibly get me killed, I have to do so with a weird, scary vampire breathing down my neck?"
"He's not that bad!" Seras defended him. Elizabeth rose her eyebrow. Alright, he's not he simplest person to work with." She admitted. Elizabeth nodded smugly, acknowledging that she had proved her point. An awkward silence followed.
"So…I'm just gonna…leave…I guess." Elizabeth gout off her chair.
"Don't you want to wait for Walter?" Seras questioned.
"He's coming?" Seras smirked.
"Someone has to clean up the mess you made." She said, indicating the ruin of mechanical parts that littered the floor. Elizabeth laughed sheepishly. She grabbed the small wastebasket and started down the aisle.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm cleaning up. It isn't fair to make Walter do all the work." She picked up the trashed parts of the device and lowered them into the wastebasket.
"What was this thing anyway?"
"A projector. Sir Integra used it to project images over there." Seras pointed to the screen behind the podium.
"Okay, thanks. Just wanted to know what I destroyed." Elizabeth finished picking up the pieces and set the wastebasket on the floor just as Walter walked in, carrying a broom.
"I cleaned it up already Walter."
"Thank you Miss Elizabeth. I do appreciate it."
"No problem. My mess, I should clean it up." Walter leaned the broom against the wall. He looked back at Elizabeth.
"Are you ready for your surprise, Miss Elizabeth?" Elizabeth nodded quickly and stood up to leave.
"Bye Seras. I hope I see you before the mission." Seras smiled, nodded, and waved as they left the room and walked down the hallway. Once again, she followed Walter down twists and turns that were unrecognizable. He stopped in front of a small door and walked inside. Elizabeth went in after him, shocked to see an artillery room. Guns were store neatly in small cases, larger ones hung carefully from small hooks. A medium-sized case and a large blanket placed over, from the looks of the lumps of it, large objects, sat on a table in the middle of the room.
"Ta da!" Walter exclaimed, opening the case. Elizabeth peered at the object in the case and gasped. It was a handgun! "You going to use this for the mission tonight. It's an S&W model, semiautomatic, stainless steel, resistant to harsh weather conditions. 15 rounds. Each bullet is silver, mercury charge tips, and have already been blessed." Elizabeth was too stunned to really do anything.
"Wow." She whispered.
"Indeed." Finally regaining control of her limbs, she slowly reached out to touch the gun. Elizabeth hesitated and looked to Walter. He nodded to urge her on. She picked up the gun and gripped it, keeping her finger on the side of the gun, away from the trigger. She turned it over in her hands. Cursive writing on the silver side caught her attention.
"The Tahrae." She whispered, stroking the lettering. "It's beautiful Walter!" He held up his hand.
"You're not done yet." He lifted the blanket. A bow and a container holding arrows had laid under the blanket. Walter took an arrow from the container. "The Ansel. Be careful of the tips, Miss Elizabeth. They are pure silver, also blessed." Elizabeth leaned forward to see the tip closer, getting slightly blinded from reflection of the light off the silver. Walter slipped it back in the container.
"But Walter, I don't know how to fire a gun. Let alone shoot a bow and arrow." Walter replaced the Tahrae in its case and smiled at her. He handed it to her, helped her slip the strap of the container of arrows onto her back, then handed her the Ansel.
"We're about to fix that. Believe me, Miss Elizabeth, I don't assign weapons to anyone without knowing their expertise in any field. You will do well." Elizabeth nodded and followed Walter out of the room. The twists and turns eventually led them outside. A man she had seen somewhere before, but she forgot where, stood at the grounds. The man greeted them, his eyes a sparkly almond, his read hair short but wild.
"Hello Elizabeth. Saw the projector incident. Way cool. The name's Moss. Robert Moss. Rob, Robbie, Robert, Moss, don't care what you call me, just as long as it ain't sir. I hate that. I'm here for your target practice." So that's who he was! He was going to accompany her during the mission, being in Platoon B but assisting Platoon A. Elizabeth noticed the targets far behind them.
"You know how to shoot well?" Elizabeth asked stupidly. Moss smirked.
"Yeah kid, that would be why I'm here. I am the best!" He yelled, fist raised in the air. Walter cleared his throat.
"I will be going now. Good luck, Miss Elizabeth." He disappeared back into the mansion.
"Well kid, let's get started."
3 hours later
"No! No! You totally missed the center! Try again!" Moss urged. In three hours, Elizabeth had successfully managed how to shoot a gun. They were working on the bow and arrow now. Elizabeth could only think one thing. 'I suck eggs.'
"No! Again!" Another unsuccessful attempt. Moss sighed and knelt down in front of Elizabeth.
"Little Elizabeth, do you have someone you love?" She looked up at the sky in a thinking pose. She looked back down into Moss's almond eyes.
"Yes."
"And who would that be?" Elizabeth blushed and looked away. "Ah, I see. Never mind then, don't tell me. Just keep him in mind while you're shooting this thing. What if he was in danger? Use that cool vampiric sight, don't be afraid of it. It's wicked awesome! Make the shot as if you were protecting him, and use that damn cool eyesight!" Elizabeth giggled as Moss stood up and ruffled her brown hair.
"Now get to it." Elizabeth gave a sigh to relax, turning around to face the target. She pictured her loved one's face in her mind, activated her enhanced eyesight, pulled the bow and arrow back, and shot.
"Yes! Yes you did it! Yes, ha ha!" Elizabeth shrieked in how as Moss picked her up and twirled her around.
7:25
"In the name of God, impure souls of the living dead shall be banished into eternal damnation. Amen."
"Amen." Elizabeth mumbled along with the soldiers. She slipped the Tahrae into its new holster, grabbed the Ansel, then hopped into the truck that would take them to Braylin. As she sat down next to Moss, the truck's engine roared to life, and they departed from the mansion. Moss noticed how tense Elizabeth was.
"Relax kid. We won't be there for a couple hours. Enjoy the ride. Meet the boys." Moss introduced Elizabeth to the other 5 men in the truck. Jason Hudson was a cocky, energetic individual, much like Moss. 'No wonder their friends.' She thought as they joked around. He had green eyes and blond hair that was normally cut. Daniel Cooper, who drove the truck, didn't talk much, but when he did, it was usually something that made you laugh your ass off. He had close-to-the-scalp dirty blond hair that made Elizabeth want to touch it because it was fuzzy. His eyes were an aquamarine color. Richard Kent, despite being a 'jerk', as said by Moss, was a nice guy. Elizabeth got along with him fairly well. His brown hair and hazel eyes were sharp, his cheekbones defined. He looked like he would fit in Sir Integra's position more than a soldier. Elizabeth saw Moss shoot Kent glares as she talked to him. She rolled her eyes. Freddy Barnum was the typical genius. He wore square glasses over green eyes, his black hair cut to his ears and messy. He was definitely the one to talk to if you didn't understand a math problem. He didn't make you feel ignorant about your lack of knowledge. The next guy was the real jerk. Steve Kramer was snide, arrogant, and just nasty in general. As soon as Elizabeth had hopped in the truck, he was shooting glares at her. He ignored her when she was introduced to him. His grey eyes were averted and he turned his head away from her so all she saw was his short brown hair. Moss glared at him.
"Don't worry about him," he had said. "It's an off day."
The rest of the time was filled with joking and chatting. Elizabeth was pulled to around to each soldier. Everyone of them tried to tell an interesting fact about themselves to her. Moss eventually saw her by putting his hands onto her shoulders and pulling her onto his lap. Elizabeth snuggled into him, comforted by his big-brother presence.
"Okay boys, I know this is 'Impress the new girl day', but Lizzy can only take so much. Take it easy." Elizabeth cringed at the nickname as she nodded in agreement.
The stop was so sudden that Elizabeth fell off Moss's lap and face-first onto the floor. Everyone laughed at her as she groaned. Even Freddy chuckled as he held out his hand to help her up.
"Sorry kid. Should I have warned you about the stop?" Elizabeth glared at Moss and stuck her tongue out at him. He chuckled and jumped out of the truck. She followed him out and was surprised at what she saw.
Nothing Absolutely nothing.
"Where is everyone?" Elizabeth asked Moss. He looked over at her and laughed.
"Did you expect something else kid? That's why we're split into teams in the first place. One team is in the front lines, and the other is there for extra assistance. They set up at that building over there. Fortunately, we have some back up this time. So where are ya'?" Moss yelled into the darkness. Elizabeth was rethinking the soldier's sanity, when she saw black shadows move.
"Nice night out, isn't it soldier?" A baritone voice erupted from the figure rising from the shadows.
"How're you feeling Alucard?" The vampire smirked, showing his enormous, sharp teeth.
"A little thirsty." The way he said it made chills go up Elizabeth' s spine. Not the good chills. She was surprised when Moss laughed.
"Not this time vampire." Elizabeth was totally confused. Obviously, it showed on her face. Alucard laughed.
"Mr. Moss has…exceptional blood." Moss smiled over at Elizabeth.
"Apparently, I'm tasty." Elizabeth couldn't help but snort at this. If this was the case, then she was glad she had held her breath mostly throughout the time. Eating her new friend would have sucked. I love puns.
"Just let me contact the Captain, then we can start the waiting game." Moss started to walk away, tapping his earpiece and talking into it. His face became less and less amused with every second. He was cursing by the time he came back.
"What's the matter?" Freddy asked nervously.
"The other team is stuck in," He rolled his eyes and cursed. "traffic. They can't make it here in time. We're doing this alone boys." The men shifted uncomfortably. Elizabeth was rooted to the ground in fear. The only ones who didn't look normally were Alucard and Kramer. The former was almost bouncing up and down in excitement, claiming this was going to be 'real fun'. The latter was smirking.
"So…now what?" Hudson asked Moss. Moss turned to look at everyone there.
"We wait."
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Footsteps woke Elizabeth from her half-sleep. She yawned and rolled over, only to find herself now on a sleeping Moss. He, not so sleepy anymore due to her rude awakening, pushed her off and stood up. He looked over to see who the intruders were. He immediately began to wake everyone up.
"Wake up you hobos. Our target is walking down the street." Everyone jumped to their feet and grabbed their guns. Elizabeth looked around, but could not find Alucard. She sighed to relax and grabbed the Ansel. She felt for the Tahrae in its holster as she stood up. The male vampire was among 12 friends. Yes, 12. It freaked Elizabeth out too. As soon as the male vampire, presumably Sean Frost, spotted the uniformed soldiers, he and his friends stopped. He saw their badges.
"Hellsing." He hissed.
And then the worst thing in the history of bad things happened. Frost's friends hissed, which showed off their rather large teeth. Too large for a human.
"Oh shit." Moss whispered.
"I thought there was only supposed to be one!" Hudson whispered forcefully. Moss nodded, his eyes following the already-circling vampires.
"Fate changed plans."
The vampires snarled and bounded at the soldiers. Moss pushed Elizabeth out of the way as one jumped for her, pulling his gun and shooting it in the head. It disappeared in a crumble of dust.
"Quit playing around!" He shouted at her. Elizabeth pulled at Tahrae out of its holster and aimed. A vampire lunging for Freddy, who was still trying to defeat another and has his attention concentrated on, shrieked s it burst into flames.
"Why do they die differently?" Elizabeth shouted to Moss.
"I'm a little busy!" He shouted back. A vampire had come into close range, grabbing his gun and throwing it back. Moss took a large knife from his pocket and threw it. The vampire couldn't even scream as it landed right between his eyes. It crumbled into dust.
"Nice!" Hudson called, ducking a blow from the vampire he was fighting.
" I could've done better." Kent commented s he pulled the trigger and finished off his vampire by shooting it in the heart. He swerved to the side as another vampire grabbed for him. Elizabeth, meanwhile, was having her own trouble with Sean Frost.
Elizabeth's head was smashed forward onto the ground, Frost's hand grinding her face into the asphalt. She cried out in pain and grabbed his shirt, flipping him onto his back. She stood up and spit the blood from her mouth as she grabbed the Tahrae off the ground.
"It's over vampire." He laughed.
"You think so, Hellsing bitch?" His leg swung over and smashed into her ankles. She was thrown to the ground with an exclamation of surprise, and he stood over her. His foot slammed down on her hand. She yelped as she felt the bones breaking. He kneeled over her.
"You can't underestimate us. You are nothing compared to us. Stupid humans. Wait, you aren't are you? You're helping humans? That's pathetic." Elizabeth struggled as she tried to free her wrist from the vampire's grasp. He put his knee on her leg and pushed down hard. The pain intensified as her leg broke, and she screamed. He laughed and licked at the blood that was dripping down her face. His grin turned into a frown as he saw the blood retreating back into her wounds.
"What the hell?" He leaned forward to inspect.
Bad mistake.
When he leaned forward, his grip loosened. Elizabeth did the only thing she could think of. She grabbed her silver cross and pressed it to his forehead. The sickening sound of flesh burning and screams filled the air as Frost rolled off Elizabeth and clawed at his face. Elizabeth limped up, panting heavily. A quick movement caught her eyes.
"No!" She pulled an arrow out of the container, pulled it back on the Ansel, and shot. The vampire who had cornered Kramer and was about to stick its hand through his head burst into flame as Elizabeth's arrow went right thought his heart. What Elizabeth failed to notice was that Frost had recovered, and was now thoroughly pissed. He lunged at her. She only had time to turn, hiss in pain, stare into the vampire's red eyes, and fumble with her arrow. His fangs were so close to her face she could see inside his throat.
A blast of a large gun was the cause of Frost's head to be blown off, and Elizabeth to be spattered with blood. Elizabeth saw Alucard standing not that far away, his gun smoking.
"Good work, girl." He stated before turning to the five vampires that remained alive. "You are all undead scum. Die." Alucard was only able to kill four, the fifth being a little faster that the other four and escaping the bullet. Before anyone could react, he picked up Moss's discarded gun and aimed it at Cooper. Elizabeth ignored her burning leg and used her vampiric speed to move in front of Cooper as the vampire pulled the trigger.
Getting shot by a gun hurts. A lot. Especially if you add that to a bruised face, a broken hand, and a broken leg. It also doesn't help when it isn't just one bullet, but 11 friggin' bullets! Elizabeth was left gasping for air. She looked down at the literal hole in her stomach. Blood filled her lungs, and she coughed it up. The vampire was finally silenced by a rather large bullet from Alucard. After an agonizing minute, the wounds began to heal. The hole was patching up, and she heard the click of bones as they arranged into place.
"Didn't that hurt?" Hudson asked.
"You have no idea." Elizabeth responded. She re-holstered the Tahrae.
"Everything seems to be in order." Sir Integra walked from a helicopter that Elizabeth hadn't even noticed had landed. She was also carrying an umbrella. 'Is it raining?' Elizabeth suddenly felt the pounding of the rain and the damp uniform that stuck to her skin.
"How did she do Alucard?" The woman stopped in front of the tall vampire.
"Rather well, my master." Elizabeth almost cheered. Almost. She was starting to feel the exhaustion that came with healing. The woman walked up to her.
"Congratulations. You are now an official member of Hellsing." Elizabeth smiled.
"Thank you Sir Integra." Elizabeth nodded, then promptly fell backwards in a faint from exhaustion.
Now that i got that rant out I feel much better! –does happy dance- I finally got this stupid chapter up and I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed finally putting it up.
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