This place was just fucked up. I had already run across three sets of skeletons and a couple of mounds of goop that even I could not recognize. This was just disgusting. Goddamn vampires, taking so long. Didn't they understand that it was filthy down here? Damn little creatures, they might have all the time in the world, but I certainly didn't.

I hoped I had picked a good hiding spot. I thought it was logical, I had stumbled across this cave place only a few days previously, it seemed like a nice hole to curl up in. It looked pretty forgotten, like no one had been down here in a few decades. I figured that'd mean the vampire duo would know it was here and come looking….well, if they were really as good as people said they were. For all I know they just two crazy nightwalkers with a short leash and a thick bloodlust.

I'm not afraid of the little one, the girl. I watched her. She always seemed so…helpless. Like she lost her teddy bear. The other one, the male, he was something else. I can sometimes just imagine him ripping me from shred to shred with a smile on his face and a song in his heart, but that's my imagination for you.

They should be here soon. Silly creatures, they probably lost their way in the dark.

I looked around for a police to rest my bones. I found a nice old-fashioned torture chair and proceeded towards it. Maybe not the most comfortable of things, but it would do the job for now.

This was sort of cozy, if you were into the whole blood and gore thing. I guess I could go for that for a while. Why not? Hell, it's one of my policies to not knock things until I've tried them. I'm very open minded, all things considered.

I hope these blood suckers find me, it's not everyday a guy gets asked to take such a…form fitting job. I hope they figure out I didn't actually snatch their leader up and screw her head around till she got so fucked up she started yelling nasty accusations at her old butler…at least I didn't go through with it completely.

Now I just sit and wait….as patiently as I can I suppose.

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"Master, I think I just stepped in a pile of road kill."

Alucard didn't bother looking back at the girl, he just mumbled something under his breath.

"What was that, Master?" she asked, shacking her foot, trying to get the wired stuff off her person. "I couldn't hear you."

"It's just the remains of old experiments. For some time the Hellsing family tried to convert vampires into human, those piles of decomposed goop are the only remnants of that disaster," he explained. "Keep you voice down, if this man isn't what he says he is he could hear you and attack us by surprise."

Seras just shrugged her shoulders, and continued to follow him.

"It's not like it matters anyway, as long as I'm with you I'm sure were safe."

Alucard thought the Police Girl had a point. He was the scariest thing around. He was bad ass, the image of velvet darkness. It was just this place; it had always put him on edge. It was the origin of his servitude; he wasn't sure if he should be happy or upset about being back. Alucard didn't like being confused, least of all about what he should be feeling. He might get cooties.

"Master, why do you think Integra invited him to us? I would think she'd be weary of him."

Seras put her hands in her pockets, casually looking around at her surroundings in a curios sort of way. Alucard on the other hand was slightly hunched, looking intently like a caged animal. Seras was so used to his random behaviors she didn't even bother questioning what he was up to now, she'd just learned to accept things. She was becoming very apt at that particular skill.

He didn't answer her, just kept walking. She accepted his silence as his way of telling her she was rambling again.

It was when he fell down to his knees and started to sniff around the floor that Seras began to worry, she was fairly certain the was not normal behavior, not even for him. She contemplated asking him, but then again…maybe the moment he took leave of his senses wasn't the time to start up idle chatter. If she had learned one thing form living among an age old vampire, it was this: Don't provoke the thing with fangs.

He grunted.

She moved away slightly.

"Police Girl," he barked. "We've found the little bastard! I think he might be worth his salt."

He looked up from the floor where he had previously been faced at. He stated to say something with a grin on his face, but stopped short.

Seras couldn't really figure out how he could tell that Sir Integra's latest addition was down there, but if Master said he was, then chances were good that it was true. He might be insane, but he was also highly effective.

He was still giving her an odd look after a few moments.

"What," she asked. "Did I spill something on uniform?"

"No," he said slowly. Seras was immediately suspicious. "Police Girl, don't take this the wrong way, but I can see up your skirt."

She instantly blushed and tried to cross her legs, but ended up tripping herself.

"Master!" What on earth posses that man?

"Oh please," he snorted, "like you have anything I haven't seen!"

"That's not the point!" she half yelled back. "Besides, if you've seen so much, why are you looking?"

He growled in exasperation from where he was now across from her since the fall.

"I was only going to tell you that you may want to consider getting a brazilian, seeing as you're thinking about getting it up with the Frog, all that hair might scare him off!" he retorted, attempting to make jab in her pride after she wounded his.

"What!" she looked half-scared, and half-angry. "Master, I am very well groomed, not that it's any of your business. You damn lecher, I swear, it's a wonder some angry PMSing leader with long blonde hair and a loaded gun hasn't snatched your ass into shape."

Stupid girl, Alucard though to himself. I was just going to ask Seras if she'd like a different uniform. At the very least let me take her shopping. Really, the girl has no sense of fashion.

"Oh, shut it you," she murmured. "Just because you look like the Victorian era threw-up on you doesn't mean the rest of want to."

She grinned at him to let him know she was joking. He tried to conceal his shock.

She had read his thoughts! What an interesting new development, And it seemed she didn't even know she did it. Ohhh, the fun he could have with this!

"Master," she asked hesitantly. "I didn't want to ask before…but why are you crawling on the floor."

He smirked.

"I don't crawl, Police Girl." He put his hand on the floor and felt around. After a few moment s he seemed to find what he was looking for. To Seras, it looked like he grabbed something and pulled. She supposed she must be right, because an instant later there was a hole in the floor, leading down a flight of stairs.

"Wait here," he said. "I'll be back, my dear fledging. Make sure nothing escapes that shouldn't."

And with those words he descended into the darkness.

Seras stood there, watching him. Well, so much for keeping a low profile, they'd made so much noise arguing that whoever was down there was bound to know they were on there way.

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As I sat on the top stair, leading to a black oblivion I vaguely wondered what Master was doing down there. He had been absent forever, it seemed. It was unnerving. Usually at the very least, I could hear gunshots when he left me behind. It had grown to be a slight comfort, those angry bangs. The irony that the sound of death was one of my few comforts in the world was not lost on me.

Quite honestly, I was a bit put off. Who did he think he was? Going down there and leaving me behind? I wanted to meet the new kid too. It was my secret desire that maybe he would replace me as a rookie. The others could call him Soldier Boy… and of course I'd stick up for him, because that just isn't nice. He'd be grateful, and then maybe we could be friends. It would be nice to have someone to talk to…someone who did not think I was so…useless.

Humph. Like it would actually happen that way. He'd probably be some pervert, intent on replacing me as…whatever the hell it was I was. Assassin, I guess. Bastard.

Why did Master even bring me along, if I was just to sit up here and wait for him anyway? Who died and made him king? Wait….stupid question.

Well, there's always Pip, he seems to like me well enough. Although…I don't know. I hate to be too found of him, he does not seem like the sort to stick around…and I think I scared him a little the other day when I growled at him. Master wouldn't approve of him anyhow…well…maybe he'd be okay if I just wanted to get into his pants, maybe make a day out of it…but I don't know if I want my first relationship to be all sex and…sex.

Master, he could really make my blood boil sometimes. He always seemed to have something better to do…and he did really, if you think about it. But that didn't mean he had to be all high and mighty about it! Damn old corpse anyway thinks he knows everything. I should give the old bat a piece of my mind. Well, maybe he had been better lately, but he probably wanted something. I wasn't about to count my chickens before they hatched.

I wished the dark wasn't so bright.It used to be a place I could hide away, now it seemed so exposed….especially when you're alone on the top of a staircase.

I must have sat there for dozens upon dozens of minutes, waiting for Master to submerge. He was always taking heis sweet time, especially on missi-

"Are you ready, Police Girl?" he asked from behind me. I swung around. There he was, standing there in all his immodest glory. He had a bundle in his arms, much the way he had bundled me, when he first drug me home.

"Was he not worthy?" I asked.

"On the contrary," he said. "He's very good. He lasted against me a full three minutes, even the Angel of Death would have trouble with that. I just knocked him unconscious, I didn't want him to get any crazy ideas on the way back upstairs, ideas like running."

"Why would he run?" I asked, following him, as he began to walk.

"A vampire in all it's power can be a trying thing to behold Police Girl. If he is having second thought, he must be eliminated. We can't have a potential enemy running around with Hellsing's blueprints in his head."

"What happened down there?" I asked.

"You'll find out next chapter," said Alucard, knowingly. "I'm going to explain it to Sir Integra, because she's going to be upset I knocked him out, perhaps even ruining her new to. Then I'll show you what happened with my amazing mental powers."

"That sounds cool," said Seras. "I guess I want to see that. I bet that the author would appreciate reviews, maybe help him get the story out faster."

Alucard nodded, and they headed back to whence they came.