"WELCOME MY CHILDREN!" Roared a large fat man at the front of the stage, his face was round, his stomach was round and his robes were pulled so tight over his large stomach you could see the out line of his belly button and crouch.

His little piggy eyes scanned his congregation as he spoke loudly to them about the ways of the Universe and how it was his job to guide the fortunate and willing to true inner peace, for the simple sum of ten pounds a week. Not too bad, he thought wickedly as he paused dramatically for a moment and saw the figures from the gate flash up on his little computer screen in the dais he was using.

His congregation numbered three-hundred-and-twenty-seven, with seven new people who had come with friends while three of his Inner Circle had brought a few more people to see him.

He smiled warmly at the mass of people and told them to pray and meditate on his lessons that evening while he convened with the Inner Circle to meditate on the message of the week, which an 'acolyte' would then deliver.

As the congregation took a small break and happy talking broke out as they discussed different things from his sermon, the Inner Circle delicately making there way towards the discreet back door to the back rooms.

Moving smoothly towards the door, brushing aside those that begged to talk to him as he spotted two new females in the large protective robes they wore outside of the Scared House. New meat tonight, he thought happily and locked the door behind him as he moved into the comfortable room beyond, the soft light already soothing him.

"Children!" He boomed as his followers of the Inner Circle looked up at his entrance, grinning, "the Big Man commands that his most sacred followers indulge, delight and entertain him and themselves! For tomorrow, we gather the masses once more and sacrifice them to try and summon the-" he snickered before continuing "-Universal Spirit."

A cheer went up and music began to play softly in the background as he moved into the room further. The room spoke for itself on its purpose, there was a clear space in the middle, with a low table that you had to sit on cushions to use, no chairs; the floor was smooth warm marble, that helped the glow of the room.

There were several small alcoves that branched off from the room, each of them a padded little haven with partly see threw silks hanging in the entrances, the rest of the room was padded with cushions, pillows, mats and seats of all kinds. As the Big Man spoke, a flinching woman came from a servants entrance and with a wheeled cart, started to offer out beautifully shaped instruments to the men around the room, that were either eagerly accepted or turned down with a smile and a comment of 'later'.

As Seres opened her mind to the thoughts in the room, she realised they were wonderfully crafted bongs that were made as oriental pieces in foreign lands and converted to there original use. 'Wonderful,' thought Seres grumpily as Maxwell took hold of one happily. 'Is he even going to be useful to us?'

Drinks were then handed out by the serving woman as the Big Man made his way slowly from member to member, seeming to leave Maxwell till the end of his wanderings.

Maya crept into Seres lap as things started to get louder, men laughing heartily, the talking voices mingling, Maxwell giggling stupidly to himself as he now sipped a strange liquid from a glass with another member. It was then the first scream of a woman was heard as she was pulled back into one of the alcoves, she looked only twenty maybe twenty two, but the man who had brought her was pulling her by her hair and pulling hard. "Please! Father!" She wailed before his fist came around and smacked her in the stomach and he was once more pulling her bodily into the cushioned room. Seres tensed and Maya nudged her in the ribs, reminding her to stay on focus with the mission but as the man started pulling at the young girls veils Maya nodded to Seres and reached out with her mind instead.

There was another scream -except this one male but hard to tell- and loud laughter from the group, "finally! He's been playing with her too long," laughed one of the members as he slung his arm around his own fawning female.

It was as they were distracted that the Big Man chose to move over to Maxwell making himself comfortable on the cushions next to him. The two girls were sitting just behind Maxwell, nod next to him or in front of him as custom spoke and it was as he started talking to Maxwell that Seres had her first doubts about the mission.

"Maya, this is his back room, he doesn't have a secluded office or bedroom! If we're to complete out mission, it'll be in front of them all." Whispered Seres as she tried to keep an eye on the conversation going on next to her, but Maya turned on her lap and signalled up at her that the vampire never had trouble gaining the attention of everyone and then either killing them all or blurring with there memories.

"But…!"

Maya rolled her eyes and flicked one of Seres nipples making the girl blush while Maya continued to sign, you're a full grown woman already! Use the advantages your parents again you and stop being such an innocent lady in white.

"… Fine, but you dare mention this to Alacard or worse Sir Hellsing, I'll never live down the shame."

But it was then that she turned her attention to the conversation to hear the lines, "-of course she can dance!" In the loud and drunken tones of Corporal Maxwell, while the Big Mans piggy little eyes raked up and down Seres barely concealed body. Maya shuffled off of Seres lap and managed to wiggle her way behind Seres and tuck herself into the alcove out of sight.

"She dances!" Roared the Big Man and the laughter and talking subdued in the room, the music changed into something more sultry as the lights dimmed slightly and a main spotlight came on over the table. Standing up, she looked around her nervous till she realised that all eyes were on her, her irritating Master wasn't around… she was free to charm them anyway she felt… and right now she was starting to feel… very… strange…

Her vampire side awoke and began to purr at all the attention, the way she moved becoming smoother and screaming of something deadly which instantly turned on just about every man in the room not too incapacitated to have a hard on.

Stepping into the light, her face down so her hair shadowed her eyes and when she spoke her voice was rich with emotion as she purred to the room "I will dance for you masters… If it pleases you…"

"Dance!" Called the Big Man, he was wandering were the smaller one of the girls had gone too, he had hoped to fondle her as the beauty before him danced. He started to look around him, his eyes sliding over Maya as she used her magic to hide herself but she watched eagerly as a note was struck in the music and Seres began her dance.

A few hundred miles away, as Alacard finished off the last of the feral FREAK dogs something pulled at his mind and he looked for Seres' mind before muttering to himself, she was blocking him.

Seres turned slowly, beginning her dance elegantly as she slowly moved her body in time with the music, running her hands threw her short hair as another moved down to her hips, rocking them in time with the music.

Her powers reached out from her figure to encircle each person in the room as smoothly as she moved, once she had everyone true attention she started to change the music. The smooth sultry tones began to pick up slightly, bringing in the occasional chink and ting of bells as she turned, swayed, reached, thrust!

The men began to sway with her ever so slightly, totally enraptured with the figure before them as Seres began to run her hands up and down her body, the see threw silks flying around her figure before she raked her fingernails down them tearing the garment into strips that fluttered around her further.

Changing the tempo again, she moved towards different men, leaning close enough to them that they caught her scent of strawberries and cream. Some made to reach forwards to touch her swaying lithe body but it would arch away or dart back to the centre even as the man moved his fingers.

Finally she reached out and pulled the Big Man on to the large table with her, good thing it was large as the Big Man wasn't called that just for being at the top. He had a large extending stomach that over hung his belt with fat thickened hands and neck, he swivelled his head constantly to keep the dancing fey in his line of sight as she moved around him, brushing against his body occasionally.

Soon she turned her full attention to the man before her, her glowing red eyes shining in the light as she smiled at him, rubbing her body up against his and he felt himself harden. Every time he reached up to touch her she would swirl away from him and then the tempo got faster and faster, she danced! Swung! Twirled!! and finally! Bit him!

His scream of pain and moan of pleasure was held in his throat as an illusionary figure continued to swirl and turn around him but the creature that was holding his arms behind his back and drinking deeply from his open, flabby throat was something else. With encouragement he sank to his knees and she moved for him to see her as she pulled back, small drips and squirts of blood fell on to her large breasts. She looked like a fallen angel relishing in her own sin as she smiled at him before lunging down and biting onto the other side of his large neck.

"I am from the Hellsing Organisation and I have come to silence you." She whispered in his mind as she continued to drink without stopping to breath. "You have raised a false god, you have encourage people to indulge in sin! You are a monster of the worst kind and my people are called evil?"

As the light began to fade from his eyes she pulled back once more and licked her lips daintily, ignoring the mess she was in everywhere else but keeping her face clean. The illusionary figure disappeared suddenly to show the blood drenched Seres towering over the kneeling and now dead Big Man.

There were no screams of shock or horror but one or two of the men groaned deeply and began to pull themselves out of there trousers, playing with themselves as Seres looked around the room.

"Justice," she hissed, her canines extended before she continued to feed…

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It was dawn, Alacard and Drake were back at the Hellsing manor, Drake was reporting in while Alacard stomped down to his room, the flash he had felt in his mind had made his mood worse. Destroying the beasts had lightened his mood considerably since his little fight with Drake, but now something was bothering him.

Throwing himself into his chair he reached for his wine bottle when faint music reached his sensitive ears.

It was sultry sounding and had harmonics in it that were designed to make men sit up and beg, just as he was starting to get angry about were it was coming from Seres walked into his room threw one of the walls, the edges of her portal fading away.

She was still swaying happily to herself, covered in blood and humming happily to herself as she walked threw Alacards room licking her fingers clean, finally noticing him before she walked threw the door.

"Master!" She purred in surprise, a feline like smile appearing on her face before changing direction and moving over to him. It was then he noticed that she stank of sweat, alcohol and three different A-Class drugs that he was sure she wouldn't have touched. He sniffed again and realised the blood she had been drinking was full of the stuff, 'naughty girl' he chuckled to himself. 'She is high as a kite without even touching the stuff,' his chuckle growing as Seres stood before him for a moment before climbing onto his lap.

"Are you sure you know what your doing Pol- Seres?"

She shook her head, before nuzzling her head into his chest and pulling her legs up under her and grabbing his arms and putting them around her.

"Seres?" He questioned quietly looking down at her, but a quiet snore was all the answer he got.

Sighing heavily to himself like someone heavily put upon, Alacard carefully scooped her up and teleported to her room, not wanting a repeat of the last time they had shared a coffin, placing her in her bed and tucking her in. Stroking her blood splattered hair tenderly he smiled to himself before the smile changed and he plucked the necklace from around her neck, the small recording device still attached and working.