(for clarification, Doppelganger in his "natural" form is male...)
(wow, I updated twice in one weekend, not bad.
Chapter eleven
Seras followed doppelganger through the gate. The Doppelganger was way ahead of her. As she entered the courtyard just inside the gate, she gasped.
She had lost sight of the Doppelganger, but there were corpses everywhere. dozens of them. People who had just a minute ago been going about their lives were now dead. There was blood everywhere, and internal organs, since most of them had been disemboweled. The blood was splattered onto buildings, the ground was all but saturated with it. Seras could say one thing for that creature: The Doppelganger was really fast.
She saw something out of the corner of her eye. A blur of blue passed right by her, missing her by mere inches. She turned around. The blue had been her own police uniform. Of course, the Doppelganger was wearing it. The Doppelganger came to a skidding halt. Looking Seras in the eye, it winked at her again. Drawing her Vulture, she was just about to fire at it when she realized that it was no longer there.
It was right next to her. She turned her head in disbelief. The Doppelganger was on the verge of laughter. It pointed at her, like a kid who pretends his hand is a gun. That it was using her body didnt help.
Looking at herself like that was very disconcerting, it was even worse that the Doppelganger was so fast that she couldnt follow his movements.
She pointed her gun at it again, and again it moved with speed her eyes could not follow. This time, as it passed, she felt a sharp pain strike her right shoulder. Turning to face the Doppelganger, she tore the small knife it had just stabbed her with out of her shoulder. The Doppelganger brushed Seras' hair out of it's eyes, as it had fallen out of place when it moved. "Too slow." It said. "This is no fun... I think I'll go have fun with those humans. Follow me, if you can." Seras registered the blur passing by her again. It was moving deeper into the city. Probably trying to pick a fight with the Pope's Special Task Force.
Seras had met many members of the Iscariot division, but she knew that there were 12 others. She had no idea what they did, or what they really were. Not that she really wanted to know. She went after it.
To say one thing for it, it could reak complete havoc. Using Seras' body, it tore anything that came close to it apart. Humans and regenerators alike. She saw it crash through the wall of a building.
Following it, she realized by the twenty-five or so regenerators now fighting it that it must have gone into the organization itself. it was rather like an office building, as in, there was a large lobby and several offices. She chased it through the hole it had made in the wall. It was apparently resting. It had killed three of the regenerators in about half a second, and was now standing in one place. The reason for this was obvious, someone else had just joined the fight. The other regenerators backed off out of respect. A tall man stepped foreward, pulling a sword as he went. Alexander Anderson stepped over his fallen comrades. He pointed the sword toward the Doppelganger. Of course, he thought it was Seras.
"Didn't know you had it in you to come into the heart of our territory, still, this should be fun." He was just about to hurl the sword in his hand when he realized that doppelganger wasn't there. He felt the gun pressed to his head and had just enough time to use his little teleportation trick to get out of there. He moved about five feet this way, and was about to attack with his swords, when Seras, the real Seras, shoulder-rammed the Doppelganger. It didn't see her coming, and so made no move to dodge. Her vampiric strength sent it against the nearest wall, some ten feet distant.
Anderson was now very confused, as there seemed to be two of Seras. He could feel, however, that there was something very different about the one that had just been slammed against a wall. That one was recovering. He looked at the one still standing.
Seras was a bit out of breath. Looking at him, she said "how about a temporary cease-fire between us?" Anderson really had no idea what was going on, but his gut instinct told him that this was the real vampire, and the other was something... else. He nodded, then made ready to throw his swords.
The Doppelganger was up. Before Seras could blink it was on her. She dodged it's punch by about a millimeter. Her own fist caught it in the gut. It barely noticed. She grabbed it by the shoulder at the same time as it grabbed her by the shoulder. The two were locked there for a moment, but Seras knew that the Doppelganger was stronger than her.
The heard a whistle, then saw a sword through the Doppelganger's neck. It snarled at her, then transformed into a swarm of bats. Seras did the same. The bats fought in mid-air, biting and clawing at each other. Seras had a lot more experience at fighting this way then It did, and it saw that it would probably lose if they kept on like this. It quickly re-formed into Seras. Seras did the same. She rammed it again, and then aimed a punch at it's head. It would crush the creature's skull and, though that wouldnt kill it, it would weaken it enough to give her some chance of winning. As her fist moved, she realized that it was not herself she was punching at.
It was Alucard. She realized in an instant that it wasn't really him, but that instant was all it took for her punch to miss, sending her fist harmlessly into the wall that had been behind the Doppelganger.
The form of Alucard aimed a copy of Alucard's Jackal at Anderson. Anderson dodged the shot, then shouted "What manner of demon is this?!" He crossed himself. Seras then realized that she hadn't yet released the second seal. Shouting at Anderson to keep it busy for a minute, she closed her eyes.
"Situation B, releasing the second seal, permision granted due to..." she broke off as she realized that nothing was happening. What was wrong? Oh shit, she thought. Integra had thrown her out of Hellsing. That must be why she could lift any seals that hadn't been lifted before she left. She was in real trouble.
So was Anderson. The demon had turned on him, then into him. Anderson was fighting a version of himself with far increased speed and reflexes. Not to mention regenerative ability. Seras pointed her guns at them. She had no idea which was which, and besides, would it really matter which she shot? probably not. She took a guess and fired. She emptied both clips into one of the two. Two bullets caught him in the head, two in the chest, he dodged the rest. She realized just a moment later that that was the Doppelganger. Her guess had been right, except for the stray bullet that had struck Anderson's arm. At that moment, Anderson put a sword through it's stomach. The form of Anderson turned into shadows, then disappeared.
"I-is it gone?" Anderson asked no one. He looked toward Seras, battle-rage still gleaming in his eyes. Just then, a voice echoed through the room.
"It will take more than that to stop me. I am having so much FUN. come on, preist! Let me teach you how to dance with a devil!"
The shadows in the room, and there were many, moved. They seemed to peel off the walls and floor. The shadows of all of the regenerators seemed to stand up. They drew swords. The other shadows coalesced into a humanoid form. It was a shadow with bright red eyes. Only these and it's teeth were really visible, the rest was only shadows. It lifted a hand. The shadows of the walls seemed to flow into it's hand. It closed it's hand around them. The shadows seemed to harden.
Seras realized that it was creating a type of sword out of the shadows it had gathered. The shadows of the regenerators attacked their living counterparts. Anderson and Seras went against the Doppelganger itself. Seras had run out of bullets, so she was left fighting with her bare hands. It wasnt doing any good. Her hands and Anderson's swords simply passed straight through it. The same was true of the regenerator's shadows.
The Doppelganger lifted a hand. Shadows formed into spears and went after them. Both Seras and Anderson leapt behind the only available bit of cover, a receptionist desk. An idea occurred to Seras.
"That light thing you did. Do it." Anderson's eyebrow raised.
"good idea. I would have thought of it myself..." Seras cut him off.
"Shut up and do it!"
The two of them leaped from behind the desk. Anderson muttered something. Bright sunlight seemed to radiate from him. The light hurt Seras a bi, but she was ready for it.
The Doppelganger was not. It screamed in pain as the shadows of the regenerators, as they had been only shadows, disappeared in the light. Seras lunged at the Doppelganger, and realized with satisfaction that her hand connected with it. It was sent sprawling. She jumped on top of it. Tearing at it's shadowy form with her fingernails. It was a solid creature. She tore it apart. Ripping every limb off. She bit into the shadowy neck, somewhat enjoying the demon's blood. She grabbed its neck and tore it's head off. Anderson ran over, bent down, and with blessed water drew a cross on the body of the creature. It disintegrated, except for the head that Seras was holding. If there was anything that could prove to Integra that she was not a traitor, it was the head. This was because it constantly shifted through hundreds of forms, like a death spasm. walking to her discarded bag, she placed the head in there.
Turning, she realized that Anderson was readying his swords again. "Give me a break. I'm tired, your tired, lets call it a day. Ok."
Anderson lowered his swords. "I'll kill you, you heretic, demon bitch. I'll kill you, next time." Seras actually laughed.
"Wouldn't have it any other way."
Turning, she walked out through the hole in the wall, right in front of about twenty regenerators. They didn't move to stop her.
(wow, I updated twice in one weekend, not bad.
Chapter eleven
Seras followed doppelganger through the gate. The Doppelganger was way ahead of her. As she entered the courtyard just inside the gate, she gasped.
She had lost sight of the Doppelganger, but there were corpses everywhere. dozens of them. People who had just a minute ago been going about their lives were now dead. There was blood everywhere, and internal organs, since most of them had been disemboweled. The blood was splattered onto buildings, the ground was all but saturated with it. Seras could say one thing for that creature: The Doppelganger was really fast.
She saw something out of the corner of her eye. A blur of blue passed right by her, missing her by mere inches. She turned around. The blue had been her own police uniform. Of course, the Doppelganger was wearing it. The Doppelganger came to a skidding halt. Looking Seras in the eye, it winked at her again. Drawing her Vulture, she was just about to fire at it when she realized that it was no longer there.
It was right next to her. She turned her head in disbelief. The Doppelganger was on the verge of laughter. It pointed at her, like a kid who pretends his hand is a gun. That it was using her body didnt help.
Looking at herself like that was very disconcerting, it was even worse that the Doppelganger was so fast that she couldnt follow his movements.
She pointed her gun at it again, and again it moved with speed her eyes could not follow. This time, as it passed, she felt a sharp pain strike her right shoulder. Turning to face the Doppelganger, she tore the small knife it had just stabbed her with out of her shoulder. The Doppelganger brushed Seras' hair out of it's eyes, as it had fallen out of place when it moved. "Too slow." It said. "This is no fun... I think I'll go have fun with those humans. Follow me, if you can." Seras registered the blur passing by her again. It was moving deeper into the city. Probably trying to pick a fight with the Pope's Special Task Force.
Seras had met many members of the Iscariot division, but she knew that there were 12 others. She had no idea what they did, or what they really were. Not that she really wanted to know. She went after it.
To say one thing for it, it could reak complete havoc. Using Seras' body, it tore anything that came close to it apart. Humans and regenerators alike. She saw it crash through the wall of a building.
Following it, she realized by the twenty-five or so regenerators now fighting it that it must have gone into the organization itself. it was rather like an office building, as in, there was a large lobby and several offices. She chased it through the hole it had made in the wall. It was apparently resting. It had killed three of the regenerators in about half a second, and was now standing in one place. The reason for this was obvious, someone else had just joined the fight. The other regenerators backed off out of respect. A tall man stepped foreward, pulling a sword as he went. Alexander Anderson stepped over his fallen comrades. He pointed the sword toward the Doppelganger. Of course, he thought it was Seras.
"Didn't know you had it in you to come into the heart of our territory, still, this should be fun." He was just about to hurl the sword in his hand when he realized that doppelganger wasn't there. He felt the gun pressed to his head and had just enough time to use his little teleportation trick to get out of there. He moved about five feet this way, and was about to attack with his swords, when Seras, the real Seras, shoulder-rammed the Doppelganger. It didn't see her coming, and so made no move to dodge. Her vampiric strength sent it against the nearest wall, some ten feet distant.
Anderson was now very confused, as there seemed to be two of Seras. He could feel, however, that there was something very different about the one that had just been slammed against a wall. That one was recovering. He looked at the one still standing.
Seras was a bit out of breath. Looking at him, she said "how about a temporary cease-fire between us?" Anderson really had no idea what was going on, but his gut instinct told him that this was the real vampire, and the other was something... else. He nodded, then made ready to throw his swords.
The Doppelganger was up. Before Seras could blink it was on her. She dodged it's punch by about a millimeter. Her own fist caught it in the gut. It barely noticed. She grabbed it by the shoulder at the same time as it grabbed her by the shoulder. The two were locked there for a moment, but Seras knew that the Doppelganger was stronger than her.
The heard a whistle, then saw a sword through the Doppelganger's neck. It snarled at her, then transformed into a swarm of bats. Seras did the same. The bats fought in mid-air, biting and clawing at each other. Seras had a lot more experience at fighting this way then It did, and it saw that it would probably lose if they kept on like this. It quickly re-formed into Seras. Seras did the same. She rammed it again, and then aimed a punch at it's head. It would crush the creature's skull and, though that wouldnt kill it, it would weaken it enough to give her some chance of winning. As her fist moved, she realized that it was not herself she was punching at.
It was Alucard. She realized in an instant that it wasn't really him, but that instant was all it took for her punch to miss, sending her fist harmlessly into the wall that had been behind the Doppelganger.
The form of Alucard aimed a copy of Alucard's Jackal at Anderson. Anderson dodged the shot, then shouted "What manner of demon is this?!" He crossed himself. Seras then realized that she hadn't yet released the second seal. Shouting at Anderson to keep it busy for a minute, she closed her eyes.
"Situation B, releasing the second seal, permision granted due to..." she broke off as she realized that nothing was happening. What was wrong? Oh shit, she thought. Integra had thrown her out of Hellsing. That must be why she could lift any seals that hadn't been lifted before she left. She was in real trouble.
So was Anderson. The demon had turned on him, then into him. Anderson was fighting a version of himself with far increased speed and reflexes. Not to mention regenerative ability. Seras pointed her guns at them. She had no idea which was which, and besides, would it really matter which she shot? probably not. She took a guess and fired. She emptied both clips into one of the two. Two bullets caught him in the head, two in the chest, he dodged the rest. She realized just a moment later that that was the Doppelganger. Her guess had been right, except for the stray bullet that had struck Anderson's arm. At that moment, Anderson put a sword through it's stomach. The form of Anderson turned into shadows, then disappeared.
"I-is it gone?" Anderson asked no one. He looked toward Seras, battle-rage still gleaming in his eyes. Just then, a voice echoed through the room.
"It will take more than that to stop me. I am having so much FUN. come on, preist! Let me teach you how to dance with a devil!"
The shadows in the room, and there were many, moved. They seemed to peel off the walls and floor. The shadows of all of the regenerators seemed to stand up. They drew swords. The other shadows coalesced into a humanoid form. It was a shadow with bright red eyes. Only these and it's teeth were really visible, the rest was only shadows. It lifted a hand. The shadows of the walls seemed to flow into it's hand. It closed it's hand around them. The shadows seemed to harden.
Seras realized that it was creating a type of sword out of the shadows it had gathered. The shadows of the regenerators attacked their living counterparts. Anderson and Seras went against the Doppelganger itself. Seras had run out of bullets, so she was left fighting with her bare hands. It wasnt doing any good. Her hands and Anderson's swords simply passed straight through it. The same was true of the regenerator's shadows.
The Doppelganger lifted a hand. Shadows formed into spears and went after them. Both Seras and Anderson leapt behind the only available bit of cover, a receptionist desk. An idea occurred to Seras.
"That light thing you did. Do it." Anderson's eyebrow raised.
"good idea. I would have thought of it myself..." Seras cut him off.
"Shut up and do it!"
The two of them leaped from behind the desk. Anderson muttered something. Bright sunlight seemed to radiate from him. The light hurt Seras a bi, but she was ready for it.
The Doppelganger was not. It screamed in pain as the shadows of the regenerators, as they had been only shadows, disappeared in the light. Seras lunged at the Doppelganger, and realized with satisfaction that her hand connected with it. It was sent sprawling. She jumped on top of it. Tearing at it's shadowy form with her fingernails. It was a solid creature. She tore it apart. Ripping every limb off. She bit into the shadowy neck, somewhat enjoying the demon's blood. She grabbed its neck and tore it's head off. Anderson ran over, bent down, and with blessed water drew a cross on the body of the creature. It disintegrated, except for the head that Seras was holding. If there was anything that could prove to Integra that she was not a traitor, it was the head. This was because it constantly shifted through hundreds of forms, like a death spasm. walking to her discarded bag, she placed the head in there.
Turning, she realized that Anderson was readying his swords again. "Give me a break. I'm tired, your tired, lets call it a day. Ok."
Anderson lowered his swords. "I'll kill you, you heretic, demon bitch. I'll kill you, next time." Seras actually laughed.
"Wouldn't have it any other way."
Turning, she walked out through the hole in the wall, right in front of about twenty regenerators. They didn't move to stop her.