"Seres Victoria!" Snapped a voice, pulling Seres out of her little doze with a start. The voice belonged to Maya who was trying to tower over her, but even with Seres sitting down it was hard for the small figure to do much more than draw even.
"You've been doing all that practise and forgetting to drink extra blood again!" It was less a question than an accusation, which coloured Seres pale cheeks when she realised.
"I… I don't want people to know, so I can't take extra or someone will catch on to what's happening and that's the last thing I need." She sighed and stepped out of the car, stretching her arms and legs and she kicked the door shut. Maya took a step back and continued to look at Seres before moving to the boot of the car and opening it to get two bags out, the mission called for discretion so there would be no guns or bullets. Sir Hellsing was asking for them to use what came naturally to all women and then reveal the monsters later on, she had called Seres and Maya back for privet briefing about it.
There operative already inside the cult had secured them uniforms and explained the loose organization of the cult and told them to meet him outside for a more in depth explanation. He had specifically asked for females to be sent on the mission, as they were treated as property to be used for gain in the cult and he would be able to barter them straight to the Big Man who loved the taste of the… obviously female or very young.
"Well," mused Maya as they began to walk along the country road with the birds singing around them in an evening chorus, "we're asked not to used bullets or even to make too much mess, and your getting quiet hungry…" She let the sentence trail off as she saw Seres smile grow in the descending darkness.
"Are you sure?" she quavered nervously, her eyes now glowing red, "a real human throat?"
"Not if your going to be like that about it," muttered Maya, realising that Seres didn't have the experience or self control of her master but everyone had to start somewhere.
"Look, I'll let you do it and we'll kill the ghouls between us," continued Maya as Seres calmed down. "But your not to go on a killing spree. Sir Hellsing asked for discreet, not a blood bath okay? The key your to learn tonight is self-con-trol!"
"Thank you Maya," smiled Seres down at the smaller girl besides her before the pair of them looked up suddenly then back at each other.
"He's in the trees, half a mile ahead of us on this track," whispered Seres into Maya's mind. Maya nodded again, and using the old sign's she had developed when mute -that was another point of the mission, Maya could play 'mute' better than any big screen star and it would add to her 'charm' to the Big Man.
Maya signed "move silent, keep alert. Don't harm."
Seres nodded and they both moved into the growing shadows of the hedgerows, bushes and occasional tree's that were along the side of the path, there eyes and senses open wide to take in everything around them.
Nothing changed in the sounds of the countryside, the birds still sang, and the trees still rustled with the occasional breeze as a damp, mildly sunny spring started to give way to a sunny but breezy summer. Seres had also been training herself on how to move silently, how to stalk threw the darkness and not be seen by the prey even when they looked in your direction, how to move like a predator, how to track her pray, all the things her master wanted her to do.
There was a man sitting nervously on a log in the middle of the trees, a small camping lamp in front of him trying to light the now gloom. Seres looked over at Maya and whispered a question silently in her mind before Maya nodded that they were to speak up, before showing themselves. Just in case.
"Who do you work for solider?" Called out Seres in a clear voice in the darkness. The poor man on the log jumped to his feet in fright, his shoulders shaking in fear as he tried to look threw the trees and realised the lamp just made the darkness even darker.
"T-That better not be you again Johnsworthy!" He called out in a shaky voice, before straining hard to hear laughter or movement.
"Who do you work for solider, and give the right answer this time!" Snipped Seres voice in the darkness again as her vampire side enjoyed tormenting him. "I'm getting hungry…"
The man in the clearing relaxed visibly and moved to sit back on the log, "that's better. I'm a loyal member of the Hellsing Organization currently in fear for my life by the cult group "The Order of Spiritual Freedom For The Universe.""
Stepping out from the darkness and moving forwards both Maya and Seres moved over to sit on the log next to the man, Seres smiled at him. "Greetings Corporal Maxwell, I'm Senior Officer Seres Victoria and this is Senior Officer Maya."
He saluted and nodded to them both, genuinely happy to see them both, "thank the lord Jesus that you're here, I was starting to get worried. I sent that message three days ago when the cult started doing its more… unpleasant activities more obviously."
"Explain more in a moment, first lets get these robes sorted out," ordered Seres as she lifted and opened the small bag she had brought with her, it contained mostly small recorders for each of them in case things got out of hand. They were in nicely padded cases, and in the one carried by Maya there was a small explosive device that he was to plant at the 'temple' as soon as possible, if things failed.
"I can't plant that! If the Big Man's got you prisoner, it'll kill you as well!" Exclaimed Maxwell as he handed them there 'robes'. Maya giggled as Seres slipped behind a tree to dress first, "that silly little bomb won't kill her!" She chortled before picking up her own bag. "And I can shield myself from the blast."
Corporal Maxwell just gaped at the pair of them for another moment before the screech from Seres snapped him out of his shock. "What's wro-?" He began, moving over to the spot she was getting changed when he was stopped by Maya's reaction.
"The man is a sicko!" She moaned quietly as they both stepped from behind the trees, "I assume that this 'Big Man' is to blame for designing these… garments?"
Corporal Maxwell had to swallow several times to keep control on himself as he looked at Seres while looks of disgust on both there faces kept him from complimenting them.
The 'robes' were simply made of three pieces, the first being a thong that was worn to cover the main female sexual… location, while the second was a coloured almost entirely see threw piece of fabric that was worn like long summer dress but open at the front with not buttons. The final piece was a headdress that covered only the lower face with clips or head band to secure it to the head.
It was about as concealing and warm as any Harem outfit ever thought up and Corporal Maxwell stuttered his way threw explaining that, that's what women were for, or they were considered 'Elders' and they had to clean up and wait on people.
The two girls were silent as they continued to glare at him.
"Look, its not my fault!" Wailed Corporal Maxwell as he handed them both a longer outdoors robe, that was to cover all this when the women went out in public, always and only with a man to protect them and stop them from running away.
As they set off from the clearing, Corporal Maxwell tried to explain more of the cults rules and ways; for example, it was considered a compliment if someone higher up in the Order wanted to sleep with another mans woman but he didn't have to ask for permission and if he did, the lower man couldn't refuse, another example was that there was no age limit to those whom a man could have as his 'women' and if he had a boy who was homosexual the boy was treated as a woman. The boy would also be used like a woman, and those that used him wouldn't be seen as homosexual because they were members, not 'women'.
By the time they had reached the entrance to large enclosed grounds, Seres was ready to kill every member of the group. Corporal Maxwell had hurriedly pointed out that this treatment was only for those who were of the 'Inner Circle' and the ordinary people who only turned up because they thought it was a new church had no idea until they were selected to be promoted.
At which point, most of the men took to it happily!
"And those that don't?" Asked Seres quietly, Maya now being silent so as no one would question her being mute.
Corporal Maxwell moved to join a line of people who were signing in and being passed threw security. He looked over his shoulder at the beautifully veiled vampire and swallowed once more, "well… we tend not to find them or hear of them around the area." He muttered before moving up to the little security block house, smiling friendly at the guard within, signing into a large book; he passed a few pleasantries with the guard and showed off 'his newest acquisitions' that were sure to get him favour with Big Man.
The guard man nodded approvingly while Seres kept her eyes down and grinded her teeth under the veil.
Moving up the large paved path, beautiful gardens extending in all directions with wonderful flowers along the pathways, there scents filling the night time air and masking the new scents and emotions that both Seres and Maya were picking up. The scents of blood and fear with the strongest emotions of loathing and arrogance hanging heavily in the atmosphere of the place.
The building itself as they approached was beautifully built with the most modern designs and ideas involved, it was white with a smooth plastered finish, with smoothed down corners to there were no sharp angles to the place. There were the occasional modern art sculptures dotted around, mostly they were strange wobbly looking things but there were occasional shapes that suggested towards things that made Seres blush lightly under the veil.
She was still quiet innocent when it came to the ways of the world and the merest hinting of an innuendo would make her blush red and mumble and stutter. It caused much amusement to Walter, Drake and her Master, thankfully Maya seemed to know of such things but was still blissfully innocent. Maybe it was different for dragons? Wandered Seres as they moved towards a brightly lit reception room.
A shiver ran down her spine as she stepped over the threshold… a premonition or was it her Master fighting again? She remembered to block her mind to his occasional intrusions.