The Lusts of Broken Minds

AN: Sorry about the cliffy last chapter, I couldn't help myself...

Chapter 5: The Realization

"You're powerful. I can be powerful. We'd be a perfect match."

Seras leaned into her master then, her head resting on his strong chest.

"I want you Master. I want you to take away one of the few things holding me to my human side." Alucard knew exactly what she was talking about, and he rather liked the idea. But something was a bit off with this entire situation.

"I don't think you know what you are asking for Police Girl."

"But I do Master. I bet you haven't been with a woman in quite some time. Sir Integra doesn't seem like she would allow you such pleasures." Seras' fingers had traveled to Alucard's inner thigh, her fingers running circles over the fabric of his pants.

That was true. Due to being captive in the dungeon for such a long time, and the fact that Integra could be a cruel bitch, Alucard hadn't been with a woman for a while. It was getting hard for him to resist his fledgling. He could just take her right then and there, but that would be wrong. But his pants were quickly becoming uncomfortable as his desire grew, the hard evidence very apparent.

" I'd say that my comment hit its mark. And by your reaction," she ran her hand over the bulge in between his legs for a moment, enjoying the small moan that escaped through Alucard's clenched teeth, "I'd say you want this as bad as I do."

Seras looked up into her master's eyes, seeing the lust held inside of them. A tune began to leak from her lips as her fingers continued running circles over Alucard's inner leg, her other hand traveling to his firm butt.

Alucard was a bit speechless. Seras had never been this forward, he didn't think she ever would be. He was trying to steer the conversation away from what it was, not knowing the reaction he would get by saying one simple sentence. "You have been humming a lot Police Girl, always the same song. And it is a very beautiful tune."

Seras' actions stopped as she looked up and raised an eyebrow at her master. "I haven't been humming."

"You were humming when I can in. And you were humming a moment ago."

Seras eyes widened with realization and she immediately backed up. A hand was placed over her mouth as she gasped and looked at her master.

"No. Not again."

Now was the time that she turned tail and ran. Not one word was spoken as she threw open the door, leaving Alucard in a stunned silence.

Sir Integra was sitting at her office filing out paperwork, but she was almost done. The night had been long, the freak had created many ghouls, and without Seras there, it had taken longer to dispose of them. She removed her glasses and rubbed her temples. A yawn escaped her mouth and she let her head rest on the desktop.

She hadn't meant to fall asleep. She was the head of Hellsing and with that came the paperwork. But things were becoming overwhelming. Her eyes opened to red once again, a pain shooting up her arms. She didn't want to move, she didn't want to see what it was this time. She had to call for help. "Walter!"

Moments later the retainer stepped into the office, shock on his face. He rushed to her side and lifted her into a sitting position. Blood had been spilled over the desk and papers were strewn across the floor.

"Sir Integra, stay right here, I will get the doctor."

As Integra sat in her office bleeding, she was stunned. Both of her inner arms were bleeding. She could only faintly see the wounds. Alucard soon appeared in her office and was going to clean the wounds. "No Alucard, I don't want you doing it again."

It seemed he was getting rejected by both of the women in his life tonight. "I can't just sit here calmly as you bleed."

"Well deal with it. Walter is on his way with the doctor." As if on cue, Walter and the Hellsing doctor, Dr. Reid, entered the room.

About an hour later after the move to the medical ward, Sir Integra was now stitched and bandaged. And she was now smoking a cigar, despite the doctors orders. Walter and Alucard were pulled outside of the room.

"I have some very disturbing news."

"She will be alright won't she." Walter asked, deep concern showing in his voice.

"Yes. But it is how the wound was inflicted that has me concerned. By the angle of the jagged wounds, it would seem that they were self inflicted."

Alucard was a bit puzzled by this. Why would his master harm herself?

Walter spoke up next. "She has been complaining of having night terrors lately. That would account for her not realizing what she was doing."

Dr. Reid adjusted his glasses. "Yes that is a possibility. I suggest someone watch her while she sleeps to keep her from doing this again. She can't lose that much blood."

Seras had run, and she hadn't stopped running. There was a hole in the perimeter wall at the back of Hellsing House. She knew she wasn't allowed off the compound, but she didn't care. There was a cave in the woods behind the compound, she had gone there when she had problems. The woods were a blur as she ran. Straight through the clearing and into the cave is where she went.

The cavern was dark, but with her vampiric sight she could see. She had set up the various crystals that were held in the cave's floor and walls so that light would perfectly bounce off them. Seras reached for the flashlight that she had stashed here and turned it on, placing it to one of the crystals. The light bounced off of the various jewels, illuminating the cave. A large pool of water was set in the middle of the cave, she walked to it and stared down into the pool.

You really didn't think our problem would just disappear did you?

Seras watched as the reflection of herself in the water began to talk and move although her real self was still. She figured becoming a vampire would cure her of her illness.

"Why now?"

It is time. You must embrace all parts of yourself to become strong, to have Alucard. Your mind has been split into two parts. Your human side and your vampire side.

"And you are my vampire side."

AN: Um, if you haven't realized it yet, Seras is has multiple personality disorder. Tell me what you think of this chapter. I'm sick and I think my writing skills might be affected by my fever. If you think I should redo chapter five when I can think more clearly, tell me.