Chapter 1: Le Saint Ordre?

"Bloody hell," mumbles Integral as she slips inside the door to the kitchen.

Her blue eyes fall upon the room first, which was stained and streaked with a thick amount of unused blood. Medical packets were scattered along the floor in a line of syrupy crimson. She follows the line with her eyes before they scan up the form of Alucard, who was holding Seras from behind.

Seras was hissing, using her feet to kick at Walter who had them in a tight grasps.

"Argh, let me go! Let me go!" she screams, growling from deep within her throat. Blood was streaked along her mouth and cheeks, more dribbling down her chin.

"What in the hell is going on?" asks Integral, emphasizing 'hell' with very surprised tone. "Why is she acting like this?"

Alucard growls roughly, not flinching from Seras repetitive struggling. "Stop it, Police Girl. Now!"

Walter glances at Integral, but keeps most of his attention on holding Seras. "We're not sure, Miss Hellsing. She seems to be having a bit of a bloodlust attack."

Integral's lips purse, eyebrows furrowing. "Has she been drinking regularly, Alucard?" she asks, heavy toned and accusingly.

"Yes… she has… my master," Alucard says, between short growls of annoyance.

"Then why on Earth is she acting like this?" Integral slowly makes her way over to them, shoes clicking on the floor around most of the blood. "She's destroyed the kitchen's rations of blood!.. This place is an utter disaster."

Alucard puts a gloved hand over Seras' eyes, forcing her head back against his shoulder. "Stop it right now, Seras Victoria," he hisses in her ear.

Seras goes still, but not limp, for a few moments. All three around her stay tense, waiting. After a minute has passed, Seras starts up again; cursing, kicking and hissing.

"Alucard! Do something with her, please!" commands Integral.

"Yes, my master." Alucard takes Seras from Walter, holding her in a firm grasp over his shoulder. A wide grin spreads his lips, revealing his fangs. "Excuse us," he says, walking for a bloody wall.

"God damnit, put me the hell down! Right fucking now! I demand to be put down right fucking now!" screams Seras, kicking her legs and banging on Alucard's back.

Alucard gives a wild cackle. "Calm down, Police Girl," he says, before dissolving into the wall itself.

Integral rubs her temple, turning to Walter. "God.. I don't need a half-crazed vampire loose in the Hellsing manor."

"I know, Miss Hellsing. Alucard and I will try our best to find out what ails Miss Victoria."

Integral nods, looking around the blood-painted room. "I think it's time to hire some janitors, Walter."

Walter shakes his head. "That's quite alright, Miss Hellsing. I'll take care of it myself. You should get back to more important things."

"Like that bloody phone that keeps ringing.." mumbles Integral, heading for the door, shoes clicking.

"Excuse me, Miss Hellsing?"

Integral stops, head tilting so one blue eye is peering over her shoulder at Walter from behind her blonde locks. "Someone keeps calling to the phone in my office and when I answer, they don't say a God damn word.."

"Children these days," says Walter, shaking his head in disbelief.

"I know, Walter." Integral turns away, exiting out the kitchen's door.

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Alucard vaporizes through the wall into Seras' room, her still being draped over his shoulder.

"Put me down!" she yells at him, banging on his back once more.

"Fine," he says, throwing Seras against the back wall of her bed. She bounces off the wall, landing face first into the sheets. A wide grin comes about Alucard's lips and he can't help but to laugh.

Her head curls up, fangs flashing. "What the hell's so bloody funny?!"

Alucard chuckles softly. "You," he says.

Seras flips him off, leaning back against the wall on the bed.

Alucard cracks a smile. "I think I like you better when you're unsure and confused, Police Girl."

"Why? What does a cocker like you care, anyway?"

Alucard's blood red eyes scan over Seras. "You're pissing me off," he says softly. "Drop the attitude, Police Girl. Explain why you're acting like me on a bad day."

"Acting li--" Seras stops, eyes and pupils widening. She leans forward, hands going to her throat as she gasps and begins to choke. She coughs violently, chest rising and falling too hastily.

"Police Girl?" Alucard takes a step forward but she crawls away quickly, to the other side of the bed. "Police Girl.." he says again.

Seras gasps some more before her eyes roll back into her head. She falls over onto the bed, jerking is quick spasms.

Alucard sits on the bed, reaching out and grabbing her throat tightly, squeezing it. Seras' eyes open wide, and she gags.

"Spit it up, Police Girl," says Alucard.

Seras heaves onto her side, hands gripping Alucard's wrist. She gives a choking cough before spitting up something small and square.

Alucard releases Seras, letting her regain her breathe. His brow quirks as he picks up the small object with a gloved hand.

"Hmm.."

Gasping, Seras peers up at Alucard. "M-master," she pants, rubbing her throat.

Burgundy-colored orbs slide upward to meet another set of burgundy eyes. "Ah. You seem to be your old self, Police Girl," he says softly, again looking back down to the tiny object between his fingers.

"Myself?" Seras is confused. Her head tilts to one side.

"Yes, you don't reme--"

"What's that, master?" asks Seras, interrupting.

Alucard looks from the object, up at Seras. "It's a chip.. You spat it up."

Seras gets a disgusted look. "What?.. I spat it up.. As in, I swallowed it."

Alucard's blank eyes scan over Seras. "Somehow.. Yes."

"How..?"

"I'm not sure," says Alucard, standing slowly. "I will give it to my master, and she will see. You should get some rest, Police Girl. It is almost morning."

Nodding some, Seras sighs. She wasn't really all that sleepy, but boy, she sure did feel stuffed. "All right, master," she mumbles. "Goodnight."

Alucard cackles. "No, good morning." And he dissolves through her door, facing the way you would go to get to Integral's office.

"Master…" Seras looks down slowly. "Don't go," she whispers. There is silence. "He's gone.." Heavy with put-down heart, Seras rolls over onto her bead. Her finger lightly presses the button and she is enveloped by darkness.

"Good morning," she whispers.

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Integral sits down in her rolling-chair. The leather gives a soft sigh as her body's weight compresses the cushion.

"Finally," she mutters, shuffling through some paper.

"Oh, my master…"

"Jesus Christ!" Integral gives a gentle jerk. "Damn you, Alucard. I told you not to do that!"

A wide Cheshire grin appears on the wall, followed by two red eyes. "I'm sorry, my master. It must have slipped my mind."

Integral stacks a few papers. "What do you want, Alucard?"

Slowly, he melts away from the wall. His coat swishes against his legs as he steps through, onto the floor. "The Police Girl was choking on something.. This." With an almost-invisible flick of his wrist, the small object lands in front of Integral on the papers in front of her. She picks it up, examining it.

"Le Saint Ordre?.."

Alucard gives a small, very un-noticeable shrug.