Hellsing profile:
Organisation: Hellsing
Name: Seras Victoria
Class: None
Blood type: A+
Status: Bound Vampire
Vampire profile:
Vampire Name: Seras Victoria
Master: Alucard
Mate: Alucard
Children: None
Blood type: A+
Chapter 11
(AN: As Seras is in mental limbo there may be a while before it's back to her POV.)
Alucard used the very sword made by Walter and wielded by Seras, he used it and swiped down to strike his own fledgeling. The sword whistled through the air and cut into the flesh and ripped sleeve of Seras. Alucard sliced down the length of her arm and cut her arm wide open. What could be described as an animalistic scream escaped her throat. The animal landed from yet again another failed attack, cradling her wounded arm. A pair of bright crimson eyes stared back at him through the black darkness before tearing toward the Hellsing mansion.
"Seras!" Alucard shouted, but she either would not, or could not hear. She almost fell into the double doors and they were burst off from their hinges, one fell to the floor with a dull thud and the other hung off, barely hanging on. A few seconds of still silence…until, a scream echoed out of the evil infested mansion.
Alucard gritted his teeth in agitation and side-glanced to Clark.
"Take him back, I'll be along as soon as I have finished my unfinished business here…" Alucard didn't watch for Clark to go, he plunged Seras' sword into the grass below him, the sword sliding in easily. Alucard felt something missing and held his hands out, calling his weapons toward him they answered him and flew into his open hands. He holstered them and slowly walked toward the screams and sounds of flesh being torn asunder.
Alucard reached the doors and peered inside, it was pitch black but his eyes saw as if it was day. Blood was splattered over the walls and claw marks followed the torn human flesh down the corridor. Another scream this time coupled with gun shots, but it was futile and Alucard neared the sounds of chewing and slobbering. There near the stairs reaching up was Seras, what was left of her anyway.
Alucard sighed in dismay as he looked upon her.
"You've not much better then a ghoul, you are what I imagine a ghoul werewolf would be." At this Seras turned and stared at him, blood covering her bizarrely shaped muzzle, fangs protruding from her mouth. A steady drip, drip of blood was all that could be heard in the shared silence. Seras still cradled her right arm to her chest, then Alucard made his move. Not moving at all he commanded his blood to merge with hers, before Seras had even noticed anything his blood was running through her veins. Alucard explored Seras's mind, it was hard to see past the thick running river of blood, surrounded by darkness. The real Seras must be trapped in her unconscious mind because nothing of her was here. In fact Alucard couldn't sense anything…until, there on the other side of the river was a wolf shape.
Integra opened her drawer next to her desk, the drawer sliding open easily. Examining the contents she found what she was looking for, her last box of cigars she would ever use. She pulled the petit box out and slid it open, pulling out a cigar and putting it to her lips. She leaned back on her leather chair just as three men ran in, they turned and locked the door, pulling a book case over to barricade the door. The book case slid into place and the three men backed toward Integra holding their guns toward the door. One turned toward her, she recognised the insignia on the side. It was Pip.
"Wha-what are we going to do?" He shouted, almost hysterical. His gun shaking in pure fear. His soldiers were not much better, they did not even speak or look away from the barricaded door. Integra inhaled a gush of the cancer inducing smoke, savouring the taste in her mouth.
"…There's nothing we can do."
Alucard walked toward the river of blood, it's liquid gushing past his feet swirling down the stream. The wolf stared at him with his own crimson eyes. Although on closer inspection the wolf was no older then a pup if you put it to familiar standards. The wolf perceived him as a threat and instantly raised its hackles. It began pacing the opposite bank as if waiting for him. Alucard faded and in his place stood his own wolf-like familiar, like lighting his own six-eyed demon wolf leapt the entire length of the river and landed next to the wolf. This wolf only had two eyes but they both shared the same course demon fur and powerful looking body, the only difference was in power, experience and size. This wolf was only a quarter of his own familiar's size. For a second the wolf shook in shock or fear, but the wolf shook it away and snarled and snapped at her elder. Alucard's familiar stood his ground and hardly moved apart from raising his lip ever so slightly to show off his fangs, pulling back his ears as well. This just showed the wolf for how much of a pup she really was, as the wolf instantly lost all fierceness and fell to the floor rolling onto it's back in total submission.
Alucard whistled at how easy that was, a puppy was easy to control if you show assertiveness. Alucard reappeared next to his familiar and an unconscious Seras appeared next to her own.
"So?! Are we just giving up?!" Pip accused Integra. Integra suddenly stood up and hit her hands forcefully on her desk.
"No! Never, we will never give up! In the name of God, we will never give in. We will never let them take us, let them walk all over us. Filthy blood sucking freaks!" Integra shouted at him. Pip wasn't sure what to make of that outburst and returned his attention to the door.
Alucard watched as the ghoul like werewolf that was Seras buckled and fell to the floor, her features slowly returned to normal and she lay on the blood soaked floor covered in the life liquid of the Hellsing soldiers. Leaving her on the floor Alucard stepped past her and onto the stairs of the Hellsing mansion. He wanted to see Integra.
"What do we do Sir?" That wasn't Pip that spoke, it was a young recruit. It was his first day… Integra sat back down shaking herself. She didn't know, for the first time, she didn't know. There was nowhere else to run…Integra bit down hard on her cigar, the end crunching between her teeth and the cigar falling to the floor. Leaving a thin wisp of smoke as it fell. Deciding the best course of action was to simply die with honour, it was the best she could hope for. Integra ignored her fallen cigar and opened her drawer once again, this time she rooted into the back. Her silver ammo and revolver resided in the back, she let he fingers caress the handle, as she lifted her prized weapon out of the drawer. As soon as she did there was a resounding knock on the door. All the occupants of the room jumped and swung toward the door.
Alucard couldn't help but smile, sick and twisted yes, but he smiled none the less. He was stood outside the door of his only remaining true enemy. And now she was helpless before him. He knew they were humans beyond the door, he could smell their fear. They reeked of it! Lifting his Jackel out of it's holster he simply raised his hand and knocked on the door. One round rap, followed by another, and another. There was silence inside to any mortal ear, but he heard the cocking of guns. He guessed they had tried to barricade the door somehow, so with a mere thought he stepped through the door and through the barricade at the same time. Inside was his prey. She was standing beside her man, one an older man that felt familiar, and another younger man, nothing but a boy. Integra stood in-between them, pointing a small firearm straight at him.
"Welcome to Hellsing." Integra calmly spoke before firing.
As I opened my eyes all I saw was a blur. I could hardly see, making nothing out. A blinding pain ripped through my skull and my chest felt like it was on fire! I was lying just away from the main stairs, I rolled over onto my back. Looking up at the ceiling, still not making anything out. Although my sense of smell started to return. But I wished it hadn't. The powerful stench of blood and death hit my nose, cursing the fact that the blood smelt intoxicating, but not even this starving body could move.
After her sense of smell returned next did my hearing, I could hear gunshots, as if far away in the distance. Feeling strength slowly return to limbs I managed to push myself up to my knees before wishing I hadn't and falling back down exhausted. Feeling bile rise to my throat, I still could not see clearly and all I wanted to do was sleep. But I shook my throbbing head, there was no way I could sleep. What was going on? Where was Integra? Who? Who is that? I felt hot tears build in my eyes, before they ran down my face. Images raced across my mind….what happened to me. Why can't I remember? I gripped my head in agony as my mind struggled to organise itself. A sickening migraine gripped me as I sat up once again.
"Yes, I am starting to remember." I spoke out loud. Talking to no one. My memories from before Walter took me down to the basement that last time were coming back, all of it. But only flashes and images remained of the time after. I'm still not certain. But Alucard's face in front of my eyes made me afraid.
Integra pulled the trigger on her firearm and her blessed silver bullet tore toward Alucard. It struck him in the heart passing right through him. A small hole with blood pouring out was visible, but the no-life King didn't seem to flinch. He just stood calmly, and reloaded his own gun. Integra tried to stare him down, not letting him see her fear. She had almost forgot the other two were there as they stepped in front of her and let off and barrage of bullets. The noise was immense as the bullets tore through the air and through an un-moving Alucard. The bullets quickly made short work of his flesh, ripping muscle from bone and spilling blood onto the carpet. Alucard simply took it, with a grin spread on his face.
Feeling more strength as I tested my limbs this time, but there was hardly much time to do so. As a seemingly endless stream of gunshot noise echoed through the eerily quiet mansion. I was still mostly blind, seeing in nothing more then blocks of colour. But from my already fragile memory and touch I navigated the stairs, one at a time, lifting one foot after the other. Holding onto the slick wet banister for dear life, trying not to guess what covered the banister. Or what seemed to squelch underfoot.
The journey was long and tiresome, but I eventually reached the top, my weak body shaking in effort. I laughed, what I would have taken for granted as walking up the stairs was one of the hardest physical things to do in my life. But I had reached the top and now down along a corridor was Integra's office. Why did I come? I wasn't sure, but I sure as hell wasn't going back down. So taking careful steps as my vision was thankfully becoming clearer and returning.
The men stopped shooting as Alucard fell to the floor, a heap of bones and blood.
"Did we get 'im?" Pip spoke. Integra couldn't believe that the great no-life king could be beaten so easily…impossible.
But even as he lay there behind him the bookcase began to move away on it's own! Integra and Pip moved back slightly, he was very much alive…
I shuffled along the corridor struggling along tracing my hand along the wall for balance. It was pitch black in the corridor, but my now regenerated vision allowing me to see as if it was the middle of the day. Feeling stronger and stronger as I moved toward the presence that called to me I let my hand drop from the wall and stopped my limping. Walking toward the door, suddenly the door was swung open. I stood on the edge looking in.
"Seras!" A voice spoke, I looked in the direction of the voice. It was Integra. She was stood in-between two men, and a pile of blood and bones lay just before me. I was surprisingly not sickened by this, but rather intrigued. "Seras, help us!" Integera shouted again. I just stared at her. Feeling numb once again, the flashback images of her face as she enslaved me to a binding spell, they appeared as if fresh in my mind. The tears began to fall again, the blood tears of a vampire.
"What do you want to do, Seras Victoria?" That voice…Alucard? "I realise they are no longer my enemies…they are yours. You can decide their fate." What was he saying? I didn't want them dead…I couldn't hurt them. But as I looked back to Integra's face the images haunted me…the memory of the pain hit me. Torturing me. Before I even thought about it my hands gripped my head and I sank to the floor.
"Make them go away!" I spoke through my hands. I felt pathetic, and I knew Alucard might not stand for that. But I couldn't help it, I couldn't stop my feelings, my emotions, and now I can't stop myself from saying this.
He knew what she was going through, it was like walking through hell itself. He himself had begun to hate the Hellsing's on the day of his release. The memories still wake him from his sleep. So he did not let her apparent weakness faze him, her anger is evident. At a subconscious level if not a conscious one. Alucard rose from his remains like a great blood phoenix, rising and reforming into his own great glorious form. Soon he was standing as if he had never been hurt in the first place. The two soldiers were about to fire once again, but Alucard in a flash raised his own weapon followed by his Cassul and fired. The bullets tearing a hole in the heads of the last Hellsing mortal soldiers. Blood and brain matter splattering out behind them.
Integra could do nothing, she knew her weapon was useless.
She stared as he came toward her. Blocking Seras' view of her. Keeping her nightmares at bay in doing so. Integra's body was covered in cold sweat, but her face was firm as she stared straight at her killers face. But Alucard moved close toward her, his body touching hers. Then he spoke.
"Death is too good for you. Especially the life of a vampire. But I will spare your life." Integra gritted her teeth, she was wishing he would just kill her now and get it over with. "I'm going to reverse the roles Hellsing has tried to force upon us!" he shouted. "You will become the enslaved. I will take you back to my castle and keep you as a pet. My queen needs the finest blood to get back to full strength. And you will do nicely." At this Alucard grinned. That grin showed hidden thoughts behind that grin, and that scared her. She couldn't stop herself from shaking…she didn't speak for fear of her voice breaking. So she stayed silent.
But as she caught a glimpse of those undead crimson eyes she felt something come over her, something hypnotic causing her to sleep. She knew this was his doing…but she couldn't resist and her eyes closed.
AN: There finished! Hope you all enjoyed this story and I thank all of my reviewers pushing me to finish this! Thank you!
