Sorry I've been busy but I'm planning on updating the next chapter quickly. Oh and I don't own Hellsing DUH! Please don't sue me.

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Ceres dealt with the freaks calmly despite the vast hordes of them that seemed to be pouring into the office space. She had grown accustomed to taking out the rubbish while Alucard handled the real foes. In truth she often found this frustrating but there was little she could do. Besides, Ceres had proven herself more then capable on several occasions and so Integral would often send her out alone these days (particularly when Integral did not wish to speak with Alucard).

Ceres' Halconnen Canon was actually at her side on this particular mission. Having learned from experience the power of her weapon, she had decided to forgo using it in the risky building. It was obvious the building had been abandoned because, despite all efforts to prevent the staff from moving, the old medical building could not be brought up to code and was perhaps more dangerous to patients than not seeking medical care at all. Using the powerful uranium bullets or exploding shells was far too dangerous in such a building.

Instead Ceres held a standard issue Hellsing handgun. It wasn't very fancy but it got the job done well enough. She brought her hand forward carrying a new clip in an almost instinctive motion. As the used clip mechanically fell to the ground discarded, Ceres replaced it in only a few short milliseconds. She turned to her left and shot a bullet threw the last two freaks that entered the room. Pulling up the gun she smiled to herself lightly. "Not much of a fight these days. No fun at all." She sighed and hurried off hoping to find Alucard.

However, Alucard was handling himself quite fine without her help. He walked into an old operating room gleefully. The room had been converted into some form of a laboratory. Microscopes and vials of blood were strewn about the room haphazardly. An ultracentrifuge for homogenization was spinning vials of some substance most likely more blood. It was the only noise that could be heard in the room.

A single window along the east wall cast streams of silver moonlight into the room. Great shadows of various medical instruments were cast upon the western wall. Among the shadows a twisted smirk grew into the slowly emerging figure of a woman. "They said you'd be coming sooner or latter."

Alucard sneered contemptuously. "The dogs you serve left you here then to fend for yourself blindly."

The woman hissed at him. "If you're referring to the Millennium Group they have supplied me with more than ample means of crushing you."

"I see," said Alucard happily. "Well then lets not waste any time shall we Dr Caldwell." Alucard picked up his Jackal exuberantly firing a bullet straight at the good doctors temple.

With a flash like movement that could hardly be described as moving at all Jean Caldwell's shadowy figure shifted to her left away from the bullet and in an instant her body was in the air coming down straight for Alucard with what appeared to be some sort of a blade. Alucard's figure disappeared gracefully while Dr. Caldwell's form landed hard on the unsteady floor shaking the entire building. She wiped her body around lithely at the sound of clapping.

Alucard stood there bringing his right hand into his left palm in mock acclimation. "I see they decided to turn you into a real vampire and not a whimpering useless freak."

"The Millennium Group has long recognized the flaws of their previous design. Why else do you think they wanted me? Anyone can clearly see that technology has certain limitations. Though I must say, even freaks are a good deal more impressive than common humans. Still I'm the real thing."

"Regardless of the fact you're an actual vampire I've killed a lot better than you I'm afraid; and now you really have no chance. I would have taken you back if they had kept you as a human but now I shall have to kill you." He smiled again gleefully. "How lucky for me and unlucky for you."

"I don't plan on dying," said Dr. Caldwell.

"You're already dead." At this statement Alucard laughed horribly at his own quip.

Ceasing the opportunity to attack again the Dr. disappeared stealthily before reappearing behind Alucard's back preparing to slash him from the side. But Alucard was far to quick even with out using vanishing techniques his movements far surpassed the novice vampire. He brought his gun to her heart in a fluid like movement sending a hot melted silver cross straight threw her body. The blade had nicked his side slightly, barely grazing his flesh but its movement had bend halted by the trajectory of his bullet piercing the vampire's body and sending it forward slightly.

In seconds the blade fell to the floor as her body turned to dust. It was quite obvious to Alucard that the Millennium group had kept her here in order to obtain a sample of his blood. They had probably told her only to scratch him and get a sample to retreat with.

Yet, that foolhardy young vampire had felt immortal. As though, she could take on anybody easily. "Youth," Alucard sighed to himself "they always think they're invincible." Except, as he said this Alucard felt fear overwhelm him. It was not his own fear of course but his connection to the boy was far too strong, especially now that they were so close to each other.

Looking sideways Alucard began to search the tables, pocketing a few samples of blood and a vial containing a clear liquid. He didn't feel particularly rushed but the nagging sense of fear was upsetting his normally cool emotions. Becoming all the more enraged at Winston Alucard attempted to quickly finish with the laboratory before strolling out to deal with the boy.

Winston stared blankly at the burgundy gleaming eyes that greeted him. The man was slightly bent over as the elevator doors had opened between floors. "Well well didn't think I would be seeing you again so soon but you're just in time for me to use as a test subject." Frederick began to laugh wickedly at this.

Winston jolted forward pressing the elevator button to close the door over and over again in jerky movements. Frederick's hand came into the elevator for a few seconds flailing about. For a moment Winston thought Frederick intended to strangle him and he brought up his gun pointing it at the hand firing once, twice, thrice. However, the hand carried on despite one of the bullets ripping open a finger.

When Frederick had his hand firmly in place he began to push heavily bringing the elevator upward to his level picking up his own body during the motion. Losing his balance Winston fell to the floor still gripping his gun tightly. He was bundled in the corner next to the elevator buttons when Frederick brought his head inside continuously laughing. "Well that was a nasty little job you did on my windpipes last time boy but you'll find me much improved since then. Thanks to your own blood oddly enough."

Shaking violently Winston brought up his arms firing the gun again and again till he had only two shots left. The seven bullet holes littered the steal walls and ceiling of the elevator. He had managed to hit one of Frederick's fingers earlier and had also shot off most of his jaw and his left eye. For a few seconds Frederick's body had slumped over but again the vampire picked himself up sniggering evilly. With most of his jaw torn off the noise seemed to make a slurping sound as his throat was clearly filled with his own blood.

Frederick's hand shot out so rapidly that Winston dropped his gun accidentally as he tried to step back and escape. However, his movements were not quite what his fathers were and Frederick grasped him with ease by the collar.

Frederick glowered at Winston happily. Suddenly blood oozed around his missing burgundy eye. It pooled into a rolling red ball moving rapidly in his left eye socket. Then the blood melted away revealing a white pupil that's spun rapidly around till another burgundy iris had settled in place matching the one in Frederick's right eye.

"How. how did you turn into a. I mean who made you a vampire?" Winston questioned as he choked the statement out of his mouth.

"Why you did silly." After this declaration Fredrick gripped tighter around Winston's throat giving the boy a taste of his own medicine but before he had time to suffocate the boy a single silver bullet dashed threw Frederick's heart and Winston's rib cage.

Frederick slumped to the ground for a second time that night only this time his entire body fell forward collapsing to the floor. Frederick's arms still loosely grasped Winston's throat so Winston found himself pinned under the man's body.

Feeling frustrated and angry a surge of energy flowed through Winston and he threw Frederick's body off his pushing it to the floor. He got up angrily sliding up the elevator door, unsteadily clenching his wound with one hand and reaching for his gun with the other. "YOU!" He pointed tearfully at Alucard unable to stop the tears from coming but still maintaining the anger in his face and voice, "This is all your fault. I HATE YOU! I WISH I HAD NEVER BEEN BORN! I WISH YOU HAD NEVER BROUGHT ME INTO THIS WORLD!" As he spoke the words Winston truthfully only meant that he wished Alucard had never revealed to him the truth to him. Then as Winston looked down at Frederick's unconscious form he brought up his gun and fired one of his last two remaining bullets into the head of the man who had ruined his life. He then brought up the gun with one last bullet. He pointed the gun at Alucard the shiny droplets of salted water pooling at his eyes more dramatic than the blood had pooled in Frederick's.

"Stop this Winston I don't have time for games. You can not kill me with that thing"

"You're right there is no point shooting you." He lowered the gun momentarily his entire body shaking. Then in one swift movement without even considering the consequences, without even considering the grave sin it was, he brought up the gun to his own head and pulled the trigger.

Alucard watched as Winston's body fell limply to the floor. He stared for about five second before he yelled for Ceres. When she finally found her way to the elevator shaft she looked appalled. "My God Master is he."

"NO!" Alucard bellowed. "Damn fool, now we'll have to walk home carrying his body." Alucard's face screwed up into an angry frown. "Such a disappointment."

As Alucard bent down to pick up the boy he paid no attention to the motionless form next to him. Although, Alucard knew well enough that he had not successfully killed Frederick he wanted to leave while the new freak prototype was unconscious. Alucard decided it would be much easier to kill Frederick once he knew what he was dealing with and he would have a better idea after Hellsing analyzed the vials he had collected. Though Alucard himself had rather good suspicions as to what was in the vials.

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Huh kinda along one fore me Chow! ^_~