The Lusts of Broken Minds
AN: Sorry for the long wait, holidays making life crazy. Another reason why it took so long is because I wasn't sure of how to end it. I still have two ways of ending it, so I'll have to decide. But this is the next to last chapter, enjoy.
Chapter 15: The Kill
Seras made her way silently through the barracks, the only sound coming from her was that of her long black skirt shifting lightly against the ground. The back of the barracks would be where she would find her prey. All of the men were sound asleep, thinking they were safe inside of the Hellsing compound, how wrong they were. The last man in the row, an Officer Recker. He was a blond man, who had always been afraid of the young vampire. She smirked as she placed a pale hand gently over his mouth as her other hand lifted his head off of the pillow. With a wicked grin she lowered her lips to his neck and sank her fangs in, the grip on her hand tightening over his mouth to cover up the scream.
The feel of warm, fresh human blood flowing down her throat was nearly more than she could bear. The man she was feeding on writhed, trying to escape her grasp, but it was no use. Her grip only tightened as she sucked harder on his neck, quickly taking his blood, wanting all of it. His movements soon became sluggish, slowing down just as his heart beat was slowing. Seras lifted her head and looked at the pure terror in his eyes before those eyes glazed over in death.
Seras smirked and laid the lifeless body back onto the bed. She looked down at her current clothing and the bloody state of them. With more energy, she closed her eyes, concentrating on cleaning off the blood. She left the barracks and set her sights on one of the upper most windows of the Hellsing estate. Sir Integra's bedroom. She would deal with her first, before dealing with her master.
She took her time as she walked through the house. Her senses were even more in tune. She could hear all that went on inside the house, even the steady rhythm of Integra's breath and heart. She made it to the large doors and phased through, it was easier than she thought it would be. She shrugged. Mind over matter I guess.
Her eyes watched as the blond woman slept, her body turning slightly, knowing something was off. Seras loomed over the woman who was supposed to be so strong, a leader to them all. But she was only human, no stronger than any other person. And it would bring Seras great pleasure in killing this particular human. She pulled the covers low, letting Integra's form be uncovered. A hand traveled to the Hellsing's throat, barely touching the skin. Integra shifted and that's when those pale blue eyes opened.
Integra's scream was cut off as Seras' hand closed over her throat. She pulled the woman close to her face, her warm breath leaking the smell of blood. After a few moments Integra was turning blue, and she couldn't have her die just yet. With very little effort she tossed her into the vanity mirror, the sound of shattering glass followed by the sound of Integra's body falling to the ground. The platinum blond woman looked up at Seras, noting the hour glass on her shirt. Seras could tell where the panting woman was looking. "Who's the black widow now?"
"H..how are you a..live?" Seras smirked and slowly began to cross the room.
"You took it too far Sir Integra, you tried to kill me. And in doing so, you released my power. I had to join with my vampiric side. And now I'm going to return the favor. Except you will die."
"You can't, he won't let you." Her mind called out to Alucard, a panicked expression crossing her face as she realized she hadn't taken down the mental barriers yet. And in her current state of mind, she couldn't remember the words to undo it.
"Having a little trouble?" She now stood in front of Integra, the smell of her blood wafting up towards her. She watched as Integra moved, trying to get some sort of weapon. But Seras thought it only fair to let her try not to die. She moved to the bed, reaching a hand under the pillows, drawing out a gun, loaded with silver bullets of coarse.
Integra pulled the trigger, but Seras easily dodged it. She wasn't used to shooting at a real vampire, she had been around those freaks too long. Her vampiric speed carried her across the room, she gripped Integra's hand, the gun falling to the floor.
"It's time to die." Her hand reached to Integra's throat once more, her thumb pressing into the her windpipe, her hand positioned so that most of her neck was exposed. An insane grin spread across her lips as she heard the Hellsing's last attempt at calling for her pet. Seras' free hand drew back, claws extended. And with one quick motion she swiped down, ripping through Integra's throat. Blood splattered the wall beside them and spurted from the open veins. Those blue eyes paled even more before finally rolling back into the woman's head.
She let the body of the woman she once looked up to drop to the floor with a thud. With a light sigh she reached down to the floor, picking up the dropped gun. Any contact with a vampire through fangs or nails would turn someone into a ghoul. A bit of blood would bind them to the vampire, but without that, they would just look for food. She turned back to Integra, waiting for any sign of movement. She saw a twitch of the body and she took one shot to the head, that sound echoing through bedroom.