Her dreams were the things that haunted her; the events racing through her mind, over and over again; her fear, her tears. There were so many things that she had yet to understand.
She walked down a darkened alleyway, her fear rising to an unimaginable amount. But, she kept going yet she knew not why. She even tried to turn around but it seemed like there was a door, keeping her there. Laughter echoed around her as the tears streamed from her eyes. The laughter grew louder and louder.
"I can smell your fear!" The voice came.
Seras started to run as fast as she could. She didn't know where this alleyway would lead her, but.. she hoped it would take her out of this nightmare. She cried for anyone to wake her up, but no one heard her.
She looked down for just a moment and she ran into someone. She fell to the ground with a thump. The person she ran into was strong and tall. She could feel their gaze upon her. She slowly looked up, seeing that it was the man from before—Alucard.
Her heart raced as she backed up slowly. Alucard just grinned, taking one step towards her. Her back met the wall. "No.." she whispered, closing her eyes. She paused, waiting for something to happen.. But nothing ever did.
She opened her eyes to see a white-gloved hand outstretched to her. She blinked her eyes a few times, and hesitantly took his hand.
He pulled her up and threw her against him. "You don't need to be afraid. It's not like we would hurt you on purpose.." He laughed maniacally and disappeared, letting her fall back to the ground with much confusion.
Seras woke up slowly, staring at the ceiling above her. For a moment, she forgot where she was.. or even, who she was. Her body was so sore, throbbing even. She slowly pushed herself up and looked around, seeing that she was now in a beautiful bedroom. Her thoughts ran over what had happened again and she shivered.
She pushed herself up and wrapped her arms around herself, walking around the room to examine every part of it.
"I see you're up, Miss.." She jumped at the sound of his voice. "Oh, I am very sorry. I did not mean to frighten you.."
She looked to him. He looked like a butler, his dark hair tied back into a poney tail and a broad smile plastered onto his face. In front of him, there was a cart of food and tea. "W-who are you?" She stuttered.
"Oh, I am sorry.. Where are my manners?" He bowed. "I am Walter Ddollneaz. The Hellsing House butler and protector." He smiled.
She gulped down her fear and bit her lip. He didn't seem like a bad guy, did he? She gave a forced smile. "..I-I'm Seras."
Walter's smile widened. "I know, Miss." He approached with the tea and placed it before her. "Eat up." He walked back over to the door. "Sir Integra would like to speak with you after you are finished. Is that alright?"
Seras looked up from the plate and nodded. "Er.. Um.. Yes."
Walter nodded. "Enjoy your meal," was all he said before he closed the door and left her on her own once more.
She just poked at the food, she wasn't that hungry. Her dreams, those images that still haunted her knocked away all of her appetite. After she drank some of the tea, she peeked out of the bedroom. She looked to her left, to her right, before even considering stepping outside of the room. It was clear.. No one was out there.
She took a deep breath and closed the door behind her quietly, walking through the corridors. She bit her lip, her body and mind racked with nervousness.
"Are you done, Miss?"
She jumped once again, putting her hand to her heart. "Oh My God.." She said, taking a breath seeing that it was Walter once again.
"Again, I am very sorry.." He bowed his head.
"N-No, its alright.. I'm just.. a bit jumpy right now." She forced a smile.
"Sir Integra would like to speak with you now.. Is that alright?" Seras nodded and followed Walter to Integra's office.
Seras knocked on the door softly and looked at Walter. He nodded for her to enter. She opened the door and stepped into the office, seeing a blonde-haired woman at the desk smoking a cigar.
She looked back to Walter, and then back to Integra. "Good Morning.." She said.
Seras smiled. "Good morning…" Her voice was soft, like a whispering wind.
"I hope you are feeling better." Seras looked straight into Integra's blue eyes, which were cold and emotionless. It sent shivers down her spine.
"..Um…" She looked down for a moment. "…I guess."
Integra frowned, ashing out the cigar into the ashtray. She stood and walked over to Seras. "I have a bit of a problem, here. We don't know what to do with you.."
"W-what do you mean?"
"We could keep you here, or.. We could let you go. But see, there's some major problems with those scenarios. One—you are not trained for military or police procedure and two—the vampires, if we release you, could just use you as bait again."
Seras gulped. "..I.. I-My father, he was in the military.. I know the basics.." She kept her eyes downcast. "I know how to fire a gun, and I know how to fight." Seras closed her eyes. She really didn't want to go back, but.. she didn't know if she wanted to stay here either.
Integra looked to Walter then back to Seras. "We will see.."