Chapter 11:
In the meantime, Seras is still up against the tree, but the rays of sunlight are starting to get to her. Thankfully, the tree she is under has a lot of shade to it, or she would be a goner. As it was, she was going in and out of reality in a sense, with a dazed expression on her face.
Seras…She heard faintly from inside her head, a voice she knows, but so far away, she could not tell who it was.
Seras sees herself in a black room, one with marks of Hellsing and the red symbols glowing all around, on the walls. The place looked oddly familiar, but, at the same time, it was completely different.
Seras…come…She heard from out of the room, but it was reflected all along the walls, which made it harder to try and find the source. Then the room fell from beneath her, but she went unmoved, though, she expected to fall with it, like a pane of glass would.
She tested the ground of black, and walked foreword. What does this mean…it makes no sense…She thought as she walked. But…the voice…it is definitely not my master, nor Integra-soma…something tells me that this may not be good…
There you are, Seras. The voice was now from an outline of a form, hard to see as it was distant, and everything was black. The person, whoever it was, was a black mass as well, and the only way to tell it was there was that it was outlined in bright white light: its black was blurry, which made it appear a shade lighter than midnight black. Seras could see its arms outstretched, but could not make out who it was.
Do not be afraid, Seras. You will know me on sight, just like you once did. Your presence is seeking me even now…we shall meet soon enough…With that, the mysterious thing was seen no more, leaving Seras with the ever questioning look.
Seras awoke abruptly, as if coming to some realization from a far away land. Groggily, she tried to move her injured right arm, but the surge of pain told her not to. The sun above was almost in the zenith, which told her that it was late in the day already. Hm, that is odd. I remember the sun just coming up not more than a minuet ago. I guess I really was delusional here for awhile. She heard some noise from behind her, a low growling sound, which startled her, but in this state, she could not do much more than sit. She looked about desperately to try and see what was making the noise, but could not turn that well, and saw nothing.
The noises grew louder and now there was ruffling in the bush behind her, and she felt the glare of two evil red eyes, and then another pair. Seras tried to be quiet, but was having doubts. If they want me, I am here, but I will not give up without some kind of struggle. I will make them work for their meals.
With this in mind, Seras clutched her left hand into a fist, her right may be disabled, but she will use this. The beast jumped out of the bush, landing right in front of her, the other landing next to it, and on the side. While the other creature lined the other side of the first one, it was a row of three, like a pack, but they were not dogs, nor wolves. They had the general appearance of ravenous wolves, but were pitch black, and were enormous compared to the normal size of a wolf, with an even more hunched back. There teeth were bared revealing very fine sharp canines, growling and snarling, their eyes were intent on Seras.
Seras stared at them, she was already in much pain, but she moved her left hand, still clutched, in front of her for protection. "Fine, you want me, come and get me!" She yelled at the top of her lungs, not like that would help much, but it made her feel a little better, that she would not just go down so easily.
The wolf look a likes started to lunge at her, one went directly for her legs, sinking his teeth into it. The pain ran straight up Seras leg and spine, making her wince, but she would not scream. The one on the left side of the middle, which attacked her leg, went straight for her left arm, which Seras moved violently, trying desperately to shake it off. The last attacked her already dead arm, so it was not that bad, but now he was trying to rip it off, and that hurt. Seras could smell her own blood on them, as they snarled and continued the attack.
Seras eyes budged a little and then concentrated hard, she was already weary, and this was not helping. Mustering up some of her reserve strength, she moved her able left arm so violently that she hit its head against the ground and threw it on the one attacking her dead arm. Blood tears dribbled from her eyes, and she screamed with pain. "I WILL NOT BE YOUR DINNERS!" With this she shook her leg, and with the other, turned it sideways and kicked at the beasts head, which only made him growl angrier. Seras managed to hit its nose, sending it yelping with some pain.
Now they were back into their positions again, surrounding her on all sides, growling even more. There dark blue eyes were set to kill, smelling Seras blood only made them want it more. While Seras looked on with anger and pain in her eyes, she snickered and looked down a bit. "I will not die yet, and you can not make me." She said as if to herself, and then looked back at the creatures.
As she braced for another attack, she heard something in the distance, the sound of hooves. Hooves in a forest, now that is out of place. I will still survive. She tried to provoke the creatures now, just so that she could get the attention of however it was that was near by, hoping that whoever it was would hear her.
"Alright, come and get it, you bastards!" She yelled, baring her teeth, and focusing her eyes on them. She prepared her arm for another onslaught, while they started to lunge again for the same places as before. The sounds of hooves were getting closer, and Seras now was attacked again, her blood staining the ground and the teeth of these creatures.
I must hold out a little longer or all of this would be in vane. She screamed again in furry, her eyes constricting more, and she moved her left arm closer to get a better look at the beast before wagging it as hard as she could, trying to get it off again, but it was smarter this time. So was Seras, she used the only thing she had left, her head. She tried to hit it in the head with her head, but it seemed to not help that much, besides for giving her a major head ache.
Please…hurry…She thought as the hoof beats were mere feet away, as the vicious attackers persisted, and as she felt herself diminishing in minuets. That is it…I tried…I can not continue any longer…She closed her eyes, but when she did so, she saw the one thing she did not expect with her minds eye. She saw her master and then Integra, but they looked somewhat saddened, something that Seras never wanted to see. NOT YET! The voice in the back of her mind yelled and she opened her eyes, trying desperately to get them off again.
Yes…I can do this…She heard herself thinking in the back, now that the hoof beats were right on top of her. She heard rustlings of leaves to the side, and then stopped motionlessly. Seras saw something that she thought could not be; a rider on a black horse with red eyes, clad in black, with a long flowing cape, a hat that reminded her of her masters, and very pale. Holy crap…who the heck…
Seras did not even get to finish her thought when this person drew his sword with one hand and threw it. The sword blade hit the third creature, the one on that was on her right arm, the disabled arm, and it cut right threw the beasts' throat, knocking it back, all the way into the tree behind. The creatures stopped their attack momentarily, but it did not seem to do much good, as in the next second, Seras could not believe what she saw.
This person, clad in all black, while still holding onto the reins with his left hand, came off his horse in the weirdest fashion Seras had ever seen. In a swift motion, while using the horse to balance him, he jumped off sideways, holding onto the reins so that he would not go flying too far off, but pointed his foot out, he hit the wolf creature off of Seras good arm. The creature went flying with such force that Seras could not follow where the beast landed. In the same motion, he brought his reins closer in, so as he rounded the horse above, his cape following in suit, he landed straight up in the saddle again, as if he had not even moved in the first place.
Seras eyes bulged slightly in awe, the grace of his motion so solid, and in all that heavy black armor, which she noticed when his cape swayed. Seras felt a little blush on her face, as someone she did not even know attempted to save her, and did so with style. Only one was left, the creature on her leg, which now turned and was growling at the mysterious rider. The rider seemed undaunted by this mass of fur, teeth, and claws, with eyes that could kill.
This time, the rider got off for real, swinging his left leg around as he dismounted. The beast was waiting for this, and lunged at him, while the rider pushed his horse aside to take the blow. The horse was used to this, and really did not mind getting pushed around. The rider used his right arm as a shield, similar to what Seras had done, and he could smell the blood on its breath, a foul thing indeed. He was going to make it pay, so this time, he grabbed the back of the creatures' neck with his left hand, very hard. It was so hard in fact that the creature was forced to let go of his grip on the rider, which really did not hurt as it never went past the armor. With the creature now stunned in his left hand, he dropped his right to his side, and stared at the thing, which he had expected so much more trouble from.
"Pathetic." The rider said in a cold cool voice, that Seras seemed to think much of, reminding her somewhat of her own master. The rider looked at her, as if noticing her for the first time, and saw the injuries. He held the creature and flung him carelessly against a nearby tree, splitting its head wide open.
The rider bent down to look at her, which seemed somewhat unnatural as he was wearing armor. He touched her good arm, and Seras flinched, not knowing what to say or think, and she had no strength left to defend against someone this powerful. He took her left arm in his right and was looking at the scratches.
Meekly she asked, her eyes alive with wonder, "W-Who are you?"
The man looked at her, his eyes red under the wide brimmed black hat. He replied in a monotone voice, "D, the vampire hunter." At this her eyes widened, and she thought to herself. Crap, now I really am done for…