Disclaimer: I don't own Hellsing, or any of its characters. Hellsing is (c) Kouta Hirano. This storyline is (c) me.
Seras ran.
The leaves whipped her face, and dragged their spiny edges along her exposed flesh, leaving reddened raised marks across her delicate skin. Roots seemed to have a life of their own, each connived to trip her, to stop her. She threw her hands in front of her, clearing away as much of the forest as she could, but every step was slower. Even with her vampiric eyesight she had to admit- she was running blind.
Eventually her feet stopped, and she bent over, panting. "This can't be happening… It just can't!" The tears from the office had dried in brownish-red streaks on her pale face, and now new ones followed in the tracks of the old. "I- I can't believe it." Integra's face flashed through Seras' mind, speaking words that the vampire had only heard directed towards her in nightmares. Impure souls of the living dead shall be banished into eternal damnation…
"NOOOOO!"
She sobbed again, and clapped a hand over her mutinous mouth. What if they heard me? How far away AM I? She stood up straight again, and looked around. Only the dark shadows of the forest met her eyes, deep and dank enough to belong in her heart. Do I know where I am at all?
Truth was, she didn't know. Seras sank down onto the forest floor, suddenly not caring about bugs and many-legged things that haunted the woods at night. Those were silly little fears that would have stopped her before, now they faded into the dim murkiness that was before. Somehow, she knew she could never have that back again. Desolately, she began to call out the only name that could help her, when she realized how futile that really was. Master cannot help me now. I'm alone.
She put her face in her hands again, and the tears flowed free once more.
The wind blew through the trees, making the branches shudder, and blowing the hair away from her sticky face. She opened her eyes again, and stared at her bloody gloves. She'd never get the stains out. She gave a half giggle, but then looked down at her torn shirt, and her happiness was gone. She remembered the calm cerulean eyes, and the sound of the cloth ripping as Integra tore the crest from her uniform.
In that moment, Sir Hellsing had become the scariest thing Seras had ever seen.
She shook herself, and stood up again. I wonder where I am? She knew that the road wasn't far from the tree line, but honestly, she didn't know where that was. I can't believe I'm bloody lost. She began to trudge along again, wearily and warily.
The trees all looked the same, the underbrush never changed. Circles, it felt like circles. I haven't gone in a curve at all, though! Only straight! She sighed, and watched her feet. My mind is playing tricks…
She was so caught up in the leaves underfoot that she almost didn't see the truck.
"I'm afraid I can't do that, Integra."
She paled, and he laughed with the sheer delight of it all. Who's in control now, Integra? She struggled more, putting her hands on his chest, and shoving with everything she had. Given, he was the strongest vampire alive. Well, dead. Strength has nothing to do with balance, however, and he was shoved off her.
Quickly he threw an arm around her, smashing her to his chest as they fell over backwards. Using his other arm to keep her close enabled him to press with the one over her mouth. She MUST NOT start the chant again!
Integra thrashed wildly in his grasp, but it was fruitless. He grinned again, using his grip to stabilize her. "Now, now, Master, calm down." His tone was mocking, and it ignited her temper. She threw herself about even more wildly, and bit down on his hand. He hissed, not in pain, but pleasure. The look in her eyes was marvelous.
The vampire completely forgot the danger he'd just been in.
He was rudely reminded when he felt her lips moving against his hand. Muffled, the words came again, paired with the rage in her eyes. Alucard stopped smiling. It felt like his chest was going to collapse! "RRRAAAAHHHH!"
He growled and returned the favor, crushing Integra against him. He could feel her gasping for breath, but still continuing on. She truly is extraordinary… The thought was gone almost the second it crossed his mind, and he snarled, pulling tighter.
"SHUT UP!"
Integra felt her vision blackening from lack of oxygen. She could only take short, gasping breaths. If Alucard continued to crush her, it wouldn't be necessary to breathe at all. I have to keep going. I HAVE TO! She heard a crack, and then her insides were on fire.
AAARRRGGHH!
She opened her eyes, and it took her a second for her pain-riddled mind to process what she was seeing. The red was gone. Black leather had replaced it, just like when she'd found him, fifteen long years ago. Her gaze traveled up as her mouth continued with the incantation, disconnected from the rest of herself. She found his eyes, and they held an emotion she'd never seen there.
It looked like panic.
She felt his hand move from her mouth, exposing the trails of blood seeping from it. She half-closed her eyes, pain overcoming her senses. My ribs… the bloody monster broke… them. She couldn't stop now.
She was so close…