While George underwent torture at the hands of Sin, Alucard and Seras followed Lydia's trail. Unlike Sin's trail would have been, Lydia's trail was about as discreet as a neon green sign the size of the empire state building. It had scattered all over London before leading away towards the south. So far Alucard and Seras had traveled all the way to Cambridge. She had gone to dinner, then to a movie, then to hang out with what few human friends she had. She told them she might be getting a promotion soon from her "job" cause she had done so well with what they had asked her to do.
"This kid is a pain in the ass." complained Seras, as she followed the child's invisible trail over the streets of Cambridge.
"That cause she's not heading back to their lair. She just out having fun." told Alucard, as he followed Seras.
Suddenly, Vlad's cell phone rang.
"Yes, Integra."
"I've got your lead. There was a missing boy by the name of Greg. His real name is Gregory Mathers, he was taken from Cambridge. Start there. Ask around, maybe somebody saw something."
"Funny you should mention Cambridge," chuckled the Romani prince, a vague hint of his former darkness returning. "Where do you think we are now?"
"Did Seras find them?" questioned Integra, with hope.
"No, we decided to take another route and find the familiar that told George to go to Tomb City."
"WHEN you find her…," growled Integra, an obvious threat in her voice. "…bring her to me."
"Yes, Master." smiled Alucard.
The pair continued to prowl the evening streets of Cambridge. They soon caught sight, or in Seras' case, caught scent of Lydia coming out of a tattoo parlor.
"I found her," told Seras, as they tracked her down the still bustling streets of Cambridge to the front of a dull decrepit squatter house.
This former house, though it no longer deserved to be called that, used to be a nice house. It had been a three bedroom, three bath dwelling. But the house was now stigmatized as that a brutal family murder had taken place there. The once vibrant orange sherbet walls were now dingy, dirty, and rotting. The old paint was peeling from the walls and the stench of pee and dried blood infuriated Seras' senses. The kitchen looked like hell, literally. There had been a fire here as well. The house was now so traumatized, that it was taken off the market, boarded up, and forgotten about. But that didn't matter to Lydia. The roof was still intact and it was a warm place to live when she had a fire in the blackened cracked fireplace.
Lydia was enjoying her snack of instant Ramen Noodles she had boiled over the fire and watching a vampire movie on TV with her stolen electricity. She had been quite please with herself. Her Master had praised her she knew she just knew she was going to be rewarded. She was going to be a vampire soon she just had to bide her time and let her Master finish her project. Then Seras and Vladimir made themselves known to her.
"Nice house you have here Lydia." commented Vlad, the sarcasm that emanated from his voice like a fog.
Instantly, the pistol in his holster was in his hand and leveled at her. Lydia turned, her eyes wide with fear and surprise. She tried to jump up and run from the gun wielding maniac, but she ran right into Seras. She slammed into the blonde's steel hard body and bounced back. Seras glared down at her with very familiar vampiric red eyes.
"Going somewhere." growled Sera.
However, after being chastised by her master Angelica so many times, Seras' glare, though daunting, was not having the affect that it should have.
"I'm one of you. You can't eat me. My master won't allow it." Lydia said, growing bold in the face of an enemy that she understood.
"So you didn't tell George to go to Tomb City?" questioned the Romani Lord, in the black jeans and deep gold shirt.
Even in his human body, the NO-LIFE KING still held his regal and lordly manner. And though human, he still seemed to ooze death, fear, and the promise of destruction. Alucard sauntered around the decaying room, contemplating how he would he would retrieve what he wanted to know. Simple displays of force were always the best way to psychologically frighten an enemy into talking so; he nonchalantly kicked over her small table spilling her noodles all over the dirty and decaying wooden floor. His Pistol hung loosely in his hands as he pretended to consider using it and Seras held Lydia in her titanium grasp.
"George? Who's George? I don't know any George," lied Lydia. She still struggling to escape from Seras.
"Hm, wrong. Try again or I swear, you will become her appetizer."
Seras nodded, her fangs gleaming in a naturally frightening dark smile. "I can smell her on you." The weight of Seras' hiss even made Vladimir shiver slightly.
'I have been human waaaay too long if Police girl can frighten me,' mused Alucard. As helened back in thoughtful repose.
"Gee and to think I took a bath," joked Lydia. She was still hoping to get out of this.
'Master!' she thought, loudly, hoping that her master would come and save her.
"AWWW, how cute she is calling her powerless master. I don't think she'll be answering you." Said Seras, reading her mind.
"She will." insisted Lydia. "I'm important to her."
"I think your overestimating her and your importance to her," Vladimir stated. He dropped into Lydia's ragged fold out chair and propped his booted feet up on her upturned table. Then he crossed his legs at the ankles. "You see I had a familiar once. He was a loyal servant and always did as he was told, but I no more cared for him than I did for food or sunlight. He was just a toy to me. Oh sure, he thought he was important; but he was just a pawn.... just like you."
"I am NOT her toy! I'm her servant! And now that I've proven myself, she'll turn me and make me family! She'll LOVE me."
"Hahahahahhahaha," laughed Seras, pushing Lydia to stand before her former master. "Poor misguided pawn, believing she is a night walker."
"I'm proud of you Seras, that, that right there was a winner. Now little pet, tell me who is your master before I have to pull on your chain and choke you." Alucard demanded.
Lydia just stood there. She glared at the human and the vampire. She had complete confidence in her Mistress. She would never allow her to be hurt. She narrowed her eyes further and purposefully tightened her lips.
"Not talking," smirked Alucard. "That's OK. You don't need to say a word. Seras."
"With pleasure Master." she smiled, bearing her fangs.
Seras was not normally nearly as vicious as this, but this little twit she would not forgive. This little misguided sad excuse for a human had helped to kidnap her little sister. She had willfully led her little GEORGEY into a trap. Lydia tried to run, but Seras' grip held her as still as the grave she would soon be in. Lydia tried to scream, but Seras' pale clawed hand covered her mouth.
"You wanted to be bitten by a vampire? Be the hell careful what you wish for little human." Seras viciously whispered into Lydia's mind, as her fangs lengthened in anticipation.
Vladimir stated and gravely re-holstering his gun. Seras drove her fangs deep into the soft flesh of Lydia's shoulder. Memories, so many memories flooded into Seras mind.
Lydia's life flashed behind Seras' red blood glazed eyes. She had been born into a wealthy happy family. She had been a spoiled and happy "good girl". Her parents loved her and gave her anything she wanted. They always played with her whenever she wanted. Her dad came home from dinner at seven everyday and picked her up and gave her a hug. Her momma always read her bedtime stories and brushed her hair before bed. However, she had always felt like something was missing that need had only increased as she aged. Then one day, she found something to fill it. Vampires. They were exciting, beautiful, and Immortal. They embodied sex and she wanted them. She started hanging out with the wrong crowd; following them to increasingly dangerous fetish clubs. She had never been hurt, but then she had met Sin.
When her mother had forbid her from going to these clubs anymore, she ran away and ran to Sin. Soon after, her parents became food for Sin and her future master. Lydia never even really missed her parents. She had never been happier. Her Master embodied such power and such sensuality, that she determined that she too would be a vampire and command that power. Angelica had promised her a life without fear. A life without regret and a life where she could just take anything she wanted. A life in which she was control of. She had huddled in the corner while Sin and Angelica had eater her parents. She had been paralyzed by adoration and by lust. When Angelica had looked up, with the blood of Lydia's parents still smeared on her lips, Lydia quivered with fear and lust; leaking in her undies. After that night, she had never looked back and followed her new master unconditionally. One tiny little bite from Sin and Lydia became a familiar. However, Seras wasn't interested in who Lydia was or how she became a familiar. What she wanted to know was where Angelica was now. And suddenly, FLASH, the image of a cave with an underground lair came into Seras' mind. It wasn't far.
"Enough Seras." commanded Alucard. "Integra wants to have a word with her as well."
Seras retracted her fangs reluctantly. Seras looked down at her with open disgust as Lydia fell to the floor in a crumpled, moaning, and writhing heap. Seras licked the last of Lydia's blood off of her lips. She struggled not to spit out the vile blood. She took a deep breath and she released it in a heavy sigh as she pulled her berserk under control.
"Where is George?" asked Vladimir calmly, grabbing the unconscious girl by her collar, like a disobedient dog.
"She's in an underground complex in cavern not far from here." told Seras, as she recalled the place from her memory.
"Good. Let's drop off this trash for Integra." he smirked. "And let me get a bigger gun. Then we'll go and visit George's new friends."
HELLSINGHELLSINGHELLSING
As Integra "interrogated" Lydia, George was being studied by Laurence, Angelica's scientist.
"This is incredible." he commented, as he reviewed George's blood samples through a microscope.
He only momentarily gave George a glance as she screamed in the next room. Her veins were being pumped for blood; the thick syringes embedded in her muscles. Her veins would not be touched again until they were ready for the next batch of Ghouls to be made. They were not ready for FREAKS Yet. They would be too hard to control and too hard to contain. So for now, ghouls would suffice.
"What do you find so fascinating, doctor?" quipped Angelica, as she lingered around his laboratory. The Elegant FREAK was barely refraining from peeping over his chiseled shoulder.
"George's blood is completely different from what we designed it to be." he said, adjusting the lenses for greater in depth study. "The chip is gone. It's just not there, as if it was taken out. However the potency of whatever this is in her blood has doubled the power the chip alone would have had. Sure she might not be a real vampire, but she is damn close. When she is older and stronger, she will be a challenge even for Sin, or for any vampire honestly."
"I thought you said that could never be done."
"I…I…" began Laurence, but then he decided to save himself by changing the subject. "This new DNA pattern is overshadowing our design and replacing it with its own. I must study this further and find out what it is. Because if we can duplicate this…"
"Then our army of ghouls won't be so easily defeated by mere humans." finished Angelica, now in a much better mood.
"Right." smiled Laurence, glad that he was off the hook.
"Keep working. I'm going to check on my little girl."
Angelica left the laboratory and went next door. She applauded as George endured the immense pain of the testing.
"It won't be but a moment longer darling, then all that will be left is the obstacle course.
"She is remarkable." commented Laurence, as he watched Angelica enter the testing lab.
"Of course she is. She is my daughter." smiled Angelica.
George was gently lifted from the table by Angelica who nodded as the holes in George's forearm healed over neatly.
"Laurence, is it me or is her healing rate a bit slow compared to Sin's?"
"Yeah, a slight delay of maybe a second or two; but I think that's due to her age. She is still quiet young especially compared to Sin. Sin was grown when she was turned, this child IS only 10 years old."
"Hmmn, She's only ten and she isn't much inferior to a real vampire that's ages old. This is remarkable."
"Not at all Master."
Angelica nodded content, as she plopped George back on her feet. "Come Angelina, time for physical testing."
Christopher stood in awe and Angelica applauded uproariously, her pride swelling like black eye.
"She has not only completed my obstacle course, but she just beat Sin's time by a whole minute. She is completely off the chart of our previous experiments. Not a single one of our failed FREAKS could even come close to her," exclaimed Christopher happily surprised. He made notes on his clip board scribbling furiously.
"That is to be expected. You should have seen her fight with Sin." mused Angelica.
"She fought Sin?" scoffed Christopher. "And she's still alive? That's just unbelievable."
"Put her against Riley and see how she fairs. He was recovered from the Embleton Assylum correct. Let's see how she compares to one of our failures."
George was pushed onto the obstacle course; but instead of running it again the door on the other side opened and in loped another FREAK child.
"Attack him," ordered Angelica, anxiously wanting to see what George would do next. "He is your enemy."
The adults watched George shred Riley to pieces. At first, they only stalked each other, sizing each other up. Riley's deep, dark, and sunken eyes poured over George's body. She was a plump human and full of blood. Blood that he wanted, blood that he had to have. He growled at her in anticipation of his meal. However, George just stared at him and smiled. This "thing" was no match for her and would not taste one drop of her blood. Riley charged at her and she let him. He tried to claw at her, but she just grabbed his wrist as if picking up a fish out of a stream and bent it back in a most painful angle. Riley screamed in inhuman pain as George broke is wrist. She then wrenched his arm behind his back and forced him to the ground. She pushed his face deep into the ground as she wondered if she could smother him to death with dirt. Riley tried to push her off him, be she easily held him there. She could feel him struggle less and less, so she let him up. This was too much fun to let it end so soon. Angry at being so easily subdued and humiliated, Riley attacked her more fiercely. He throws his claws out at her; trying to grab some part of her. But he can't. Sure he put up a fight, but there was no comparison. George literally danced circled around him; her claws whipping in and out taking body parts with them. Blood drooled from his wounds till he fell limp.
"Perfect. She killed Riley's ass in three minutes."
"Wonderful Angelina, hmm I think I like it better than George on second thought. I'll miss that failed mess though," Angelica mused as she called George back. "He was at least good for kicking when I'm pissed off.
"Once Laurence discovers what in her blood has made her perfect, we shall begin building our army again."
HELLSINGHELLSINGHELLSING
Now that the Hellsing's knew where George was, the entire organization prepared for battle. Integra was finally smiling; however it was not a happy smile. Integra's current smile masked pure glee at the fate waiting for whatever monster had dared to kidnapped her daughter.
"Walter, I want you to make sure this girl is sent to a foster home. Get her out of here. If I had the time, I would feed her to the vampires that she loves so much."
"As you Wish Madam."
Vladimir grinned as he stepped into Integra's office; his grin nearly matched his old one. His rifle slung across his back and two ammo chains wrapped around his narrow waist.
"Your orders, My Countess?"
"Seek and Destroy Alucard. Show no mercy. Bring our daughter back and save Rebecca, am I understood?"
"Alucard," He questioned, she hadn't called him Alucard since he had become human again.
"Yes.... I want you to kill them all and I don't need your humanity getting in the way."
"Even as a human, I was a murderer Integra. You should really study my History again. I was a warlord, not just a spoiled king."
"Then act like it and bring me back this bastard's head."
"Yes Master," He held out his heavy pistol to Integra. "But, wouldn't it be more fun for you to take their head off yourself?"
Integra nodded and took the sleek black pistol.
"Bring me my sword; I'm feeling a little Rusty." The stunning blade appeared in her hands courtesy of Seras hiding in the shadows. The gleaming blade burst into intense light making Seras shrink back with a pained hiss.
"Holy Light Banish Night
Blessed Blade restore what's right" Integra muttered absently, as her Rapier shone with an unearthly light.
"Is that..?"
"Yes Vlad. It's artificial sunlight. It'll rip through them like a chainsaw."
Seras nodded as the Sword ceased it's ethereal glow.
"Ready to Go, Sir Integra," asked Seras as she touched Integra's shoulders as well as her former mater's.
"Yes, most definitely. Walter, please take care of Rebecca. I will be back soon."
"Yes, madam. She will be here when you return," promised Walter, with a bow.
HELLSINGHELLSINGHELLSING
They were greeted by inky blackness and the pungent smell of rotting plants and Integra leaned against the wall and grimaced as her hand felt slime.
"We will definitely be at a disadvantage, you and I." remarked Integra, as her eyes strained to adjust to the lack of sufficient light. The darkness was oppressive and covered the trio. Seras scanned the blackness, her eyes glowing in the dark like a feral cat.
"Then we will have just have to remember what will happen to our children if we fail," reminded Alucard sternly.
"Right. Which way Seras?"
"That way," Seras reiterated, as her senses buzzed. "Prepare for a fight Master, they know we're here." warned Seras, as she flowed down the corridor carrying Integra and Vladimir. They blended into the ink expecting an attack from every side.
Suddenly, Angelica's voice filled the tight long corridor. And it was filled with blinding fluorescent light. Seras froze in sudden blindness.
"Did you honestly think you stupid humans could sneak up on me? What utter rot! However, you're just in time for me to test my new batch of ghouls. My baby was most helpful in perfecting them"
"Your baby? Your baby? You bitch!"Integra hissed, at the disembodied voice.
Suddenly, they heard it. The steady drum … it was the booted feet of twenty or so ghouls shuffling down the hallway at them. Vladimir stepped in front of Integra and Seras stepped in front of him.
"Allow me to dispose of this garbage for you Master." smirked Seras, as bloodlust boiled beneath her skin pricking her like millions of needles. Vladimir looked on in pride. Biting Lydia had done wonders for her.
"Garbage?" laughed Angelica, mirthfully. "You would call little Angelina's children garbage?"
Integra's eyes grew wide in realization. "ANGELINA? You've cloned George's blood!"
"Yes! I must thank you Integra whatever you did to her made her incredible. I would like to ask you what you did, but you'll be dead soon. So I'm afraid our mother to mother chat will have to wait."
"Mark my words, I WILL find you and I WILL kill you." growled Integra, as she drew her sword and gun and prepared for a fight.
"ARGH!!" the ghouls moaned, as they moved down the hall towards the Hellsings.
But these ghouls were different from the ones that they had faced before. These ghouls moved faster. Instead of the sluggish lope that they used to move with, they moved with a graceful step in tight neat formation.
"I'm sorry, they aren't perfect just the first test batch. But they'll have to be enough to entertain you. They are fresh."
"Alucard..." warned Integra.
"Yes, Integra. I know. These ghouls are based on George's blood. They will be faster and stronger than the ones that we originally faced. Watch yourself and don't get careless."
"Masters, I want you both to stay behind me." requested Seras strongly. "I will protect you both."
"Oh no you won't," laughed a young almost sweet playful voice.
Exactly one second later, a young vampiric body slammed into Seras full force and knocked her into Negative space. The other of the impromptu Hellsing squad saw the pair fall thorugh a warp in space.
"Seras!" shouted Integra.
"Never-mind her Integra she can take care of herself," told Alucard. The expert marksman lined his rifle and fired into the oncoming horde.
Integra heard his shots and returned her attention to the fight before them. Now she and Alucard both shot round after round down the hall at the ghouls. But these ghouls were not only stronger and faster than before, they were smarter. They split their ranks and attacked from opposite sides. The monsters were forcing Integra and Alucard to divide their attention and their fire.
"They're trying to separate us." shouted Alucard.
"I know," replied Integra. She turned back sending a bullet whizzing into the head of another ghoul just off to her left.
"We mustn't let them separate us."
"Back to Back!" ordered Integra.
Alucard did as she asked and backed up to defend her unprotected back. Now even though both Alucard and Integra were excellent shots, these ghouls moved and dodged their shots.
"We're wasting ammo!" said Integra. "This is getting us nowhere."
"Then pick and choose your shots carefully," educated Alucard. Integra risked a glance over her shoulder as he led his target forward almost beckoning it before he killed the ghoul.
Integra followed his exampled and felled two more ghouls. Three times the ghouls successfully manage to separate them, and yet three times Alucard and Integra ducked or rolled to return to each other's side.
Now while Alucard and Integra were busy "playing" with George's children, Sin and Seras took their fight to the next world. Seras fought Sin with all the force of a raging lion. Both girls growled and bared their fangs at each other. Both girls snapping, clawing, shredding, and tearing at each other. Seras was stronger than Sin had expected and twice had been clubbed with Seras' right fist into her face. Sin knew that this fight would not be won by strength alone. That's when she remembered her fight with George. Sin smiled as she thought about using such a move on Seras.
Sin grabbed Seras' next kick and flung her away from her. Before Seras could recover, Sin had intended to do to her what George had done to her and kick her to the ground. However, it didn't quite work out that way. Just as Sin was about to bring her foot down upon Seras' spinning body, Seras disappeared. She reappeared behind Sin and grabbed her from behind.
"Bitch, who the hell do you think taught George that move," sneered the enraged Seras.
With that, Seras pile drove Sin into the ground. Such a move would have broken Sin's neck...had she been human.
"You stuck up self righteous, bitch. I'm gonna kill you."
"That' my line." smirked Seras.
Angelica watched most anxiously from her command bunker as her new ghoul army went up against Hellsing's best. She was proud of her new batch. They showed a peculiar "togetherness" that her previous batches had been missing. They also showed a definite strategy to their attacks albeit it a very simple one. But...they were still just ghouls. Nothing more than corpses … copies of a Freak Vampire. And one by one, they were dying.
This annoyed Angelica to no end. Humans, bloody stupid stinking humans were killing her army of ghouls...again.
"Lawrence." she growled, bitterly.
"Yes, master." he sheepishly replied, knowing full and too well her wrath.
"It seems we still have a ways to go before our ghoul army is perfected."
"Yes, master. But..."
"But what, Lawrence."
"They are winning because they are united. Perhaps if we throw another challenge at them..."
"Oh, what a lovely idea Lawrence." smiled Angelica. "Angelina, daring."
"Yes, mother." responded George, as she appeared out of thin air.
"We have intruders in our home and they have come to kill your dear mother. You're not going to let them do that, are you?"
George looked at the computer screen and saw Vladimir and Integra fighting side by side and killing the ghoul army made from her blood. That was blood that she had painfully shed for her mother...and they were wasting it all of it.
"No, mother. I will not."
"Good girl Angelina. Kill the human male. Without him, she will fall."
"Yes, mother."
