CH 8: Battle
"Very clever to pose as a doctor" Alucard said as he grinned at Constance. "Who are you really? No matter, we have our own ways of dealing with spies."
Own ways? I don't like the sound of that, Constance thought as she frantically scanned the room for another way out. Seeing that the door was now being blocked was the only way in or out, she looked for something that she could possibly use to defend herself. She spied a sword with a short curved blade on the wall to her left. At that moment, the man in red lunged in her direction. Not realizing how fast she was actually moving, Constance launched herself to the left and snatched the sword off of its pegs. She now stood in front of Alucard gripping the hilt of the sword with both hands. For a moment, the blade seemed to absorb all of the light in the room, making it glow brilliantly.
"Get out of the way" Constance demanded with all the strength that her voice could muster.
"You are hardly in a position to be barking orders, doctor" Alucard said as he lunged in her direction again. Constance sidestepped him and slashed at his arm with the sword, slicing the cloth but little else.
She's way too fast to be human. Perhaps she's like that crazy priest. Was she sent by the Vatican? Alucard's train of thought was interrupted as Constance, driven to desperation, tried to stab him with her sword. Alucard was easily able to phase out of the way of the attack and reappear behind Constance. Most amusing, Alucard thought with a grin, perhaps this woman will be a worthy opponent for me.
Who the hell is this guy? Constance thought in panic as he seemed to disappear in front of her eyes. Just as quickly as he had disappeared, she sensed him behind her. Determined not to allow her fear to immobilize her, she turned and took a wild stab at him. The attack was clumsy but effective, as the blade of the sword was now buried in Alucard's chest near his shoulder.
Alucard reeled slightly as searing, white-hot pain coursed through his chest. Something's wrong, it shouldn't hurt.even the blades of that idiotic priest don't hurt this bad. The pain was repeated as Constance yanked the blade out of his body, reluctant to give up her weapon.
Alucard forced the pain from his mind as he reached a gloved hand into his coat and drew out a large silver handgun with the words 'Jesus Christ is in Heaven now" engraved on the side. Enough games, he thought as he aimed his gun at the doctor.
Constance caught a whiff of the gunpowder and saw a flash of light from the muzzle a split second before the bullet was unleashed in her direction. She forced herself to move, knowing that there was no way she could dodge the bullet. She was utterly shocked when felt the bullet barely graze her arm rather than hitting the spot in the dead center of her chest that it was aimed for. The bullet ricocheted off a wall and buried itself into a book on the opposite wall. Constance seized another opportunity and lunged at the red clad man again while she slashed at him with the sword. This time the sword tore a cut in the wrist attached to the hand that held his gun.
The pain of the blade catching him a second time almost forced Alucard to drop his gun. He was beginning to realize that this task would not be as easy as he thought. By the time the next second had passed, he had formulated a plan to win this battle and get rid of the spy.
Alucard fired another shot aiming for the left side of the doctor's chest. As he had anticipated, she dodged the bullet again, but by that time he had already phased into a position on her right side. Before she could react, he landed a solid punch in the ribs that he knew she had broken in the motorcycle accident.
Constance choked as she dropped to her knees, the sword hitting the floor with a loud clang. She struggled to keep conscious as unbearable pain coursed through her. Fighting against the inviting blackness that was threatening to overwhelm her, she grabbed the sword again and tried to rise to her feet. Only through enormous effort was she able to stand before her attacker with the sword held in front of her in a weak grip.
I'll say this for her, she has incredible willpower. Most people would have given up after a hit like that. However, at this point Alucard was suspecting that this woman was far from ordinary. It did not matter, though. She was still a spy and still must be disposed of.
"Bastard.that was a cheap shot." Constance gasped as her legs gave out from under her and she slumped to the floor, on the verge of blacking out again.
The spy was finished. She may have the desire to keep fighting, Alucard thought, but her body had given up. Feeling that the battle was won, Alucard placed his gun back into his coat pocket. He disappeared again and rematerialized behind her. The doctor was on her knees, gasping for breath and fighting for consciousness. He knelt behind her and placed his hand around her throat. He and Integra had an agreement of sorts about what he could do to eliminate those who would spy on the Hellsing organization. Alucard felt his fangs grow as he anticipated the reward of this human's blood.
Just as Alucard was about to sink his teeth into the vein that would release the blood from her body, Constance found enough breath to utter the word that her guide had told her to use if faced with a danger that she could not escape.
"A..Abstineo" she gasped. Alucard, hearing the word that he knew to be Latin, thought that she was perhaps uttering a prayer for her soul before dying. This theory was tested when the sound of a thousand winds like a hurricane enveloped the room. Alucard backed away from the doctor slightly and a split second later, found himself being hurled across the room. It happened so quickly that he did not have time to phase through the wall, hitting it with a loud crash instead.
When he had recovered, Alucard looked at the doctor who was now surrounded by a light that illuminated even the darkest corners of the room. He could not look at the light for more than a second without being blinded, but in the instant that he was able to look into light he saw the doctor. She was on one knee and her face was contorted with a rage so strong that her eyes seemed to glow more intensely. Alucard approached the doctor again, but as soon as he got within a few feet of her, the wind began to pick up again. Knowing that he would be thrown if he got closer, he backed away.
As the wind roaring inside the library died down, Walter and Ceras burst through the door. They had been roused by the commotion of the battle that had ensued. The first thing that their eyes met when they entered was a bleeding Alucard standing several feet away from the semi-conscious form of Dr. Williams.
"Lord Alucard, what happened?" "Master are you all right?" the voices overlapped each other as they tried to understand what had happened.
"Not to worry police-girl, I am all right." Alucard told his apprentice. Turning to Walter, he said "I found the doctor here accessing the secret safe. She must be a spy from the Vatican. She was speaking in Latin."
Ceras was approaching the fallen form when her master warned her not to get to close. "The word she uttered must have been a barrier against our kind. Get too close and you'll get thrown across the room." Alucard said. "Walter, will you see if you can get to her?"
Walter approached the doctor with a look of anger mingled with disappointment on his face. He was disappointed with himself for being fooled by her seemingly kind nature. When he reached her without being repelled, her hauled her somewhat roughly to her feet.
"What should we do with her?" Walter asked. He supposed that he could kill her then but was also thinking that Sir Integra would want to know who had sent her before disposing of her.
"Throw her in a cell." Alucard said, reading Walter's last thought. His master would indeed want a word with her "Integra can deal with it in the morning."
"Very clever to pose as a doctor" Alucard said as he grinned at Constance. "Who are you really? No matter, we have our own ways of dealing with spies."
Own ways? I don't like the sound of that, Constance thought as she frantically scanned the room for another way out. Seeing that the door was now being blocked was the only way in or out, she looked for something that she could possibly use to defend herself. She spied a sword with a short curved blade on the wall to her left. At that moment, the man in red lunged in her direction. Not realizing how fast she was actually moving, Constance launched herself to the left and snatched the sword off of its pegs. She now stood in front of Alucard gripping the hilt of the sword with both hands. For a moment, the blade seemed to absorb all of the light in the room, making it glow brilliantly.
"Get out of the way" Constance demanded with all the strength that her voice could muster.
"You are hardly in a position to be barking orders, doctor" Alucard said as he lunged in her direction again. Constance sidestepped him and slashed at his arm with the sword, slicing the cloth but little else.
She's way too fast to be human. Perhaps she's like that crazy priest. Was she sent by the Vatican? Alucard's train of thought was interrupted as Constance, driven to desperation, tried to stab him with her sword. Alucard was easily able to phase out of the way of the attack and reappear behind Constance. Most amusing, Alucard thought with a grin, perhaps this woman will be a worthy opponent for me.
Who the hell is this guy? Constance thought in panic as he seemed to disappear in front of her eyes. Just as quickly as he had disappeared, she sensed him behind her. Determined not to allow her fear to immobilize her, she turned and took a wild stab at him. The attack was clumsy but effective, as the blade of the sword was now buried in Alucard's chest near his shoulder.
Alucard reeled slightly as searing, white-hot pain coursed through his chest. Something's wrong, it shouldn't hurt.even the blades of that idiotic priest don't hurt this bad. The pain was repeated as Constance yanked the blade out of his body, reluctant to give up her weapon.
Alucard forced the pain from his mind as he reached a gloved hand into his coat and drew out a large silver handgun with the words 'Jesus Christ is in Heaven now" engraved on the side. Enough games, he thought as he aimed his gun at the doctor.
Constance caught a whiff of the gunpowder and saw a flash of light from the muzzle a split second before the bullet was unleashed in her direction. She forced herself to move, knowing that there was no way she could dodge the bullet. She was utterly shocked when felt the bullet barely graze her arm rather than hitting the spot in the dead center of her chest that it was aimed for. The bullet ricocheted off a wall and buried itself into a book on the opposite wall. Constance seized another opportunity and lunged at the red clad man again while she slashed at him with the sword. This time the sword tore a cut in the wrist attached to the hand that held his gun.
The pain of the blade catching him a second time almost forced Alucard to drop his gun. He was beginning to realize that this task would not be as easy as he thought. By the time the next second had passed, he had formulated a plan to win this battle and get rid of the spy.
Alucard fired another shot aiming for the left side of the doctor's chest. As he had anticipated, she dodged the bullet again, but by that time he had already phased into a position on her right side. Before she could react, he landed a solid punch in the ribs that he knew she had broken in the motorcycle accident.
Constance choked as she dropped to her knees, the sword hitting the floor with a loud clang. She struggled to keep conscious as unbearable pain coursed through her. Fighting against the inviting blackness that was threatening to overwhelm her, she grabbed the sword again and tried to rise to her feet. Only through enormous effort was she able to stand before her attacker with the sword held in front of her in a weak grip.
I'll say this for her, she has incredible willpower. Most people would have given up after a hit like that. However, at this point Alucard was suspecting that this woman was far from ordinary. It did not matter, though. She was still a spy and still must be disposed of.
"Bastard.that was a cheap shot." Constance gasped as her legs gave out from under her and she slumped to the floor, on the verge of blacking out again.
The spy was finished. She may have the desire to keep fighting, Alucard thought, but her body had given up. Feeling that the battle was won, Alucard placed his gun back into his coat pocket. He disappeared again and rematerialized behind her. The doctor was on her knees, gasping for breath and fighting for consciousness. He knelt behind her and placed his hand around her throat. He and Integra had an agreement of sorts about what he could do to eliminate those who would spy on the Hellsing organization. Alucard felt his fangs grow as he anticipated the reward of this human's blood.
Just as Alucard was about to sink his teeth into the vein that would release the blood from her body, Constance found enough breath to utter the word that her guide had told her to use if faced with a danger that she could not escape.
"A..Abstineo" she gasped. Alucard, hearing the word that he knew to be Latin, thought that she was perhaps uttering a prayer for her soul before dying. This theory was tested when the sound of a thousand winds like a hurricane enveloped the room. Alucard backed away from the doctor slightly and a split second later, found himself being hurled across the room. It happened so quickly that he did not have time to phase through the wall, hitting it with a loud crash instead.
When he had recovered, Alucard looked at the doctor who was now surrounded by a light that illuminated even the darkest corners of the room. He could not look at the light for more than a second without being blinded, but in the instant that he was able to look into light he saw the doctor. She was on one knee and her face was contorted with a rage so strong that her eyes seemed to glow more intensely. Alucard approached the doctor again, but as soon as he got within a few feet of her, the wind began to pick up again. Knowing that he would be thrown if he got closer, he backed away.
As the wind roaring inside the library died down, Walter and Ceras burst through the door. They had been roused by the commotion of the battle that had ensued. The first thing that their eyes met when they entered was a bleeding Alucard standing several feet away from the semi-conscious form of Dr. Williams.
"Lord Alucard, what happened?" "Master are you all right?" the voices overlapped each other as they tried to understand what had happened.
"Not to worry police-girl, I am all right." Alucard told his apprentice. Turning to Walter, he said "I found the doctor here accessing the secret safe. She must be a spy from the Vatican. She was speaking in Latin."
Ceras was approaching the fallen form when her master warned her not to get to close. "The word she uttered must have been a barrier against our kind. Get too close and you'll get thrown across the room." Alucard said. "Walter, will you see if you can get to her?"
Walter approached the doctor with a look of anger mingled with disappointment on his face. He was disappointed with himself for being fooled by her seemingly kind nature. When he reached her without being repelled, her hauled her somewhat roughly to her feet.
"What should we do with her?" Walter asked. He supposed that he could kill her then but was also thinking that Sir Integra would want to know who had sent her before disposing of her.
"Throw her in a cell." Alucard said, reading Walter's last thought. His master would indeed want a word with her "Integra can deal with it in the morning."