The Wolf and Tigress of Hellsing

Chapter: 5

Beginnings of an Army

Next Chapter up. And, just because I'm evil you won't find out what happened with Alucard and Seras until next time.

A/N: I'm taking some liberties with historical and religious theory here so don't give me crap about this isn't right...that's why it's fiction.

He walked down the old dusty streets of the ancient city as he made his way towards his target. He looked up to see the building towering over the city from it's high peak. He sighed as he adjusted the ball cap he wore to help block out the sun. 'I may not be effected by the sun but that doesn't mean I like it,' Marion thought to himself as he continued to walk.

He had gotten orders from his new master to hop a plane and head to the middle east. He remembered the conversation very well.

The Arabic man looked up at Marion as he rose from his daily sleep before smiling. "My apprentice it is good to see that you are dedicated to your work," he praised as he noticed the unconscious girl that Marion was holding.

After Marion had handed her over he fed to his hearts content before discarding her body. He then turned to Marion and said, "Now if we are to continue we must recruit some more servants."

"We'll I can go through the underworld and hire thugs but they will not be that dependable," Marion suggested as he pushed his glasses back up to the normal resting spot.

The Arabic man thought for a moment before shaking his head, "No, that will not do. We can use the underground as pawns but we need a group that will be loyal to us."

"It's hard to find loyalty in this day and age. People care more about money than a cause," Marion replied as he leaned against a wall.

After a moment of thinking the Arabic man spanned his fingers and said, "Perfect. There is a way we can have the loyalty of an army without much work."

Now Marion stood at the bottom of the trail that lead up to the temple mount in Jerusalem. He sighed before beginning the trek up the long trail that lead to one of the most holy sites in the world. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small case. He opened it to reveal a pair of contact lenses before he removed his glasses. He then put in the contact lenses. One was normal but the one that when in his right eyes was designed to hide the oddity he had. The lens changed the color from red to a a deep brown. He smirked before replacing the case back in his pocket and said, "Time for me to get to work."

He quickened his pace as he climbed the trial to reach the holy spot. If he could get there and then find a decent hiding place he could wait until nighttime and complete his mission with little to no interference. After about another thirty minutes he reached the top of the mount and began to look for a hiding spot. After a while of walking around and acting like a tourist he found a spot that would be prefect. It was in the high dome of the temple that now sat where the original holy temple had sat. He smirked as he blended in with the shadowed part of the dome and waited for night. 'No one knows but the original temple held a dark secret that can still be used to our advantage,' Marion recalled the words that his master had spoke to him.

Hours later when darkness took over the land and the tourist had disappeared Marion decided to make his move. He leaped down from his high perch and landed in the center of the temple in a crouch. He squinted to knock out the contact lenses and looked around the temple. "Good no one here," he said as he stood.

He looked around for a moment trying to decide the best way to perform the the ritual. As he was about to start he heard from behind him, "Excuse me sir what are you doing here?"

He turned his left eye towards the sound to see a young woman with blonde hair. 'And, from the accent she is an American,' he thought before he replied, "I could ask the same for you my dear."

The young girl stopped in her tracks twenty feet from him after he knocked a chink in her armor. She crossed her arms and glared at him before replying, "I'm a student doing research here whereas you are just a tourist and the site is closed."

"Oh, really if you are using that excuse then I have a trump. I am Doctor Marion Westing of London University; maybe you have heard of me?"

The young woman's green eyes widened as she recognized the name and then replied, "The Doctor Westing...the man that received a PHD in religious history and theology in only seven years after he started college?"

Marion smiled before replying, "One in the same. Now if you would like I can share a secret of this temple with you if you promise not to tell anyone else."

The girl nodded excitedly as she moved closer to the young doctor. After she was within five feet she asked, "What's the big secret that no one else knows about?"

"This for one thing," Marion replied as he turned around and looked directly in her eyes.

The young woman wanted to screamed when she saw the blood red eye but a voice inside her head told her that all was all right and that she had nothing to fear. She nodded even though it was not under her own power. She moved forward sluggishly; looking like a walking corpse, while Marion extended his hand to her. She took his hand and he pulled her forward and just the advantage to grab her from behind. At this point she came back to herself and started to struggle in Marion's grasp. "Let go of me you freak," she yelled while flailing to no avail.

Marion smirked as he nuzzled her neck. He could not help but chuckle when she went stiff at his actions. He then moved his mouth right next to her ear and asked, "What is your name my dear?"

She sighed and before she knew what she was doing she replied, "Elizabeth...It's Elizabeth Harris."

Marion smiled at her answer. He liked the name it had been held by many powerful women over the years and from the way she broke his mind control he could tell she had the potential to be strong. He nuzzled against her neck before sighing and saying, "Well, Elizabeth I will show you the secret but before that I have another offer for you. Have you ever heard of a vampire?"

Elizabeth looked back at the young doctor like he was a fool and said, "Of course but what does that have to do with here. Most vampire myths are in Europe and Russia not in the middle east."

Marion laughed before moving his red eye into Elizabeth's view and then bared his now grown fangs. "Then how do you explain these," He asked as he watched her eyes widen in realization.

Marion ran his hand slowly on her stomach to receive a low moan from Elizabeth before running his tongue on her neck. "Well, I'm a half-vampire a lot of the perks but still some weaknesses. And, seeing as how you were strong enough to break my control of your body then you have a chance of breaking out of any memories I use to replace this situation with. So...I'm at a bit of a dilemma."

Elizabeth gaped at what he said and shivered slightly in fear. "What...What are you going to do?"

"Well, I could kill you outright," Marion replied while smirking from how Elizabeth jumped at the notion, "Or, You can become my fledgling. So it is either death or eternal unlife I give you this choice."

Elizabeth thought as she bent her head down. 'What should I do? I don't want to die not here. But, I can't grantee that he will keep his word either...but I don't want to die,' she thought before nodding and answering lowly, "I'll join you."

At her consent Marion open his jaws and sank his fangs into her neck. He held tight as Elizabeth jerked from the initial pain but loosen his grip once she leaned into him and enjoyed the embrace. He drank deeply; enjoying the meal this young woman made, before he released her neck. He then looked to her face to see she was rather pale and fading. Her eyes were clouded over as he slit his wrist with one of his finger nails. He then pressed the bleeding wound to her mouth and ordered, "Drink."

Elizabeth complied and began to partake of Marion's blood.

A few moments later Elizabeth was laying against the wall of the temple motionless. She was still awake but felt like she had no energy left. Her half lidded eyes watched as Marion positioned himself in the middle of the temple and began to motion and chant. Her ears perked as she recognized the language, "Ancient Hebrew," she thought out loud as she listened to what he was saying.

"Demon buried in the ground that could never be destroyed. Multi-faced monster of times before. I offer to you my blood in exchange for you loyalty to the cause I have planed," Marion chanted over and over as he reopened the wound from before and pressed the wound to the ground.

A large pentagram began to form once his blood hit the ground. Marion continued to chant as the ancient symbol continued to light up. After another five minutes the whole pentagram formed and the area lit with power. Marion stopped his changing and waited. There was a bright flash of light and then everything went back to normal. Once Marion's eyes cleared there stood a humanoid figure. It's body was pure white and had no features other than the shape of its body. It tilted its head before a deep, ominous voice was heard, "Why have you summoned me from my prison?"

"Because my master and I need you aid. We need the power of an army...We need the demon known as Legion," Marion replied as he watched the demon.

A deep laugh was heard while the creature body reformed to look like a normal human being. In fact, it was a full duplicate of Marion it then opened its eyes and said, "As you wish master."

Marion nodded before moving towards Elizabeth. He knelt down and looked into her eyes, "Now we have an army and another captain for it."

Elizabeth slowly nodded as she slowly reached for Marion. "Master..." she muttered before her hand was caught by Marion.

Marion wrapped his arms under Elizabeth and picked her up bridal style and began walking. "Come Legion we must leave," Marion called as he exited the temple with his fledgling in his arms and his exact clone right behind him.

Elizabeth felt sleep overtaking her. She looked up to see Marion carrying her and she smiled. She snuggled agaisnt his chest before she closed her eyes and thought, 'My Master...' before darkness overtook her.

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