Hellsing: Witch Hunter 1616
DianaPrince31
Chapter 2: Seras Victoria
Disclaimer: I do not own Hellsing
Summary: Let's meet Huntress # 2
Canterbury, England 1601 A.D.
Her father was killed and her mother raped. It had been another ordinary day for four-year-old Seras Victoria and her family. Edward Victoria served as an officer in London's Metropolitan police force, as all of his ancestors before him. Protecting the people was in his blood and he hoped that his daughter would do the same. At one time, he had been a Hunter, wielding the large broadsword, Harkonnen, that housed the mighty fire breathing wyvern Bahamut. But Edward preferred protecting to killing and sealed the sword away. Even though wielding the sword over time guaranteed him special abilities such as longer than average life span, Edward gave that up for a family and a career as an officer. Upon hearing that, many people who had heard of the legends of Harkonnen, came to find out the location of the blade, some more violently than others, but he never told them. Only one of the Victoria bloodline could wield the sword, but that knowledge did not stop the pursuers. On this sunny afternoon, the thundering of hoofbeats could be heard and soon the riders were pounding on the door. Seras was scooped up by her mother, Vera and placed into a closet. "Do not open the door, no matter what, Seras" Vera told her daughter. Seras nodded, her mother kissed her on the head and then closed the door. The front door was kicked down and several men brandishing swords and pistols stomped in.
"Okay Victoria, tell us where the sword is and nobody gets hurt" said one man.
"I'm sorry I can't tell you where it is. Besides you wouldn't be able to even touch it" said Edward mildly. One of the men shot Edward in the leg; "Yer wanna change yer answer, ya bastard?"
"Even if I did, it wouldn't change anything." Another shot in the leg. One of the men held Edward as two others took turns using him as a punching bag. No matter how much they punched, kicked or shot Edward, the officer still wouldn't tell. Soon the thugs grew tired of his stubbornness and shot him in the head. While Vera screamed. The men then asked the woman the same question, she didn't know where it was. This angered the men even more and they proceeded to violate the poor woman. Forgotten in the closet, Seras watched horrified at the barbarities acted upon her mother. After the men were done, one of them stuck their sword through the woman's abdomen. This was too much for the young child. With a loud shriek, the girl burst out of the closet, grabbing a knife off a table, she charged at the nearest man, who was kneeling over her mother and stabbed him the eye. One of the other men, kicked Seras across the room and shot her.
"Bitch got me in ma eye! My fuckin eye!"
"Let's get out of here, the boss ain't gonna be happy."
Seras didn't know how long she lay there on the floor bleeding. A neighbor had found the bloodbath and she was bought to the hospital for treatment while her parents were buried. Seras was bought to orphanage after she recovered. She hated every moment of it. Seras wore a permanent scowl on her face and refused to speak, only speaking when she was spoken to by an adult. The children were mean, especially the boys. They teased her, called her names and pulled her hair. Seras responded the only way she knew how, with violence. Almost every day, Seras was in the office of the head prioress, who told her that people did not want to adopt a child who was angry and violent. But it did not matter to Seras, she wanted only one thing and that was revenge. She wanted to find the men responsible and make them suffer, just as they made her parents suffer. As Seras grew older, she dreamed of becoming of police officer, if she could become one, she could have access to records and maybe gain more information on the killers. In 1607 on her tenth birthday, a strange hooded man came and told the head prioress that he had come to take Seras.
"Are you going to adopt her?" asked the woman primly.
"I am to train her for her destiny to become a Hunter for His Majesty, the King. She is the last of the Victoria line and the country needs her ability to wield the demonic blade, Harkonnen more than ever."
Though the prioress knew little of the King's Hunters and the blades, she released the girl to the strange man without any further question. That was the last day Seras spent in the orphanage, she had spent six miserable years there and now she was headed towards a new unknown future. Seras only hoped that future would lead her towards vengeance.
Chapter End
Author's Note: There is chapter 2 and Sera's history. So who's the third Huntress? No it's not Yumie, Heinkel, Yorin or Rip, sorry guys, it's Sam, my favorite OC! So on to chapter 3.