Hey peep's I'm back.
Yeah, sorry it took so long to update.
Nywho…
Read on my fello fans. (I do not own Hellsing)
Elizabeth smiled as they rode back, James looked out on the window, she had his hands cuffed together.
"I still don't see why I'm cuffed," James said as Alucard held a gun on him from the front seat. "I haven't done anything."
"Except fire on a Hellsing operative, intent to kill Sir Hellsing, Imprison Sir Hellsing and threaten her life," Walter said, "And just so you know, Sir Hellsing's mercy is the only reason you are not dead." James looked at Elizabeth and she smiled at him.
"He's American," Elizabeth said, "He doesn't know any better."
"Hey!" James said, tilting towards her. Alucard cocked Jackal.
"Sit still," he growled, "You have threatened my master and taken one of my heads off. I really don't like having my head cut off." James' eyes widened and he immediately shut up.
"While we are on the subject of Master James," Walter inquired, "Why are you keeping his company?"
"He could be a good operative," Elizabeth said, "If trained. So, let us train him, he could be a valuable asset to our team here in America, he knows how Americans talk and the layout of the country. So we will take him back to Hellsing and train him, then we can deploy him to America as one of our operatives."
"And if I don't fucking want to go?" James turned towards the Iron Maiden reincarnate.
"Alucard," Elizabeth said, "Shoot him." James suddenly linked his hands around Elizabeth's throat and let the chain cut into her throat. She yelped as James pulled her into his lap and Elizabeth turned into a human shield. Alucard lowered his pistol.
"Stop the car," James ordered.
"Walter drive on," Elizabeth said.
"Stop the car!" James yelled again, tightening his grip. Elizabeth gasped for a moment and relaxed, her hand wandering seductively over James' thigh, feeling for the fire-extinguisher in the secret door compartment. James' eyes widened as her hand wound up his thigh sensuously, he suddenly noticed the sharp scent of her hair, and he liked it. James pulled Elizabeth back to him and she leaned, obliging to the chain at her trachea. James smelled her hair and put his leg over hers, she was hot for him, literally. Elizabeth's hair began to morph into fire and her hand on his thigh transferred some fire to his pants. James yelled and released Elizabeth, Alucard's gun was on him in a moment and Elizabeth extinguished the flames with her personal extinguisher.
"What the hell!" James shouted, "How the hell did you do that?" Elizabeth smiled, a leer that made even Alucard proud.
"I am elemental," Elizabeth said, taking out a cigarette. "I can control and manipulate the elements to my will." Elizabeth raised her left thumb and lit her cigarette with a spurt of flame. "Touch me again, and I'll kill you." James swallowed and eyed Alucard.
"Just get the creepy guy with the gun off me and I'm yours," he said. Elizabeth nodded at Alucard and he sighed.
"You take all the fun out of my life," Alucard replied.
"Aren't you already dead?" Elizabeth replied smartly.
"Smart Ass," Alucard replied.
"Corpse."
"Human."
"That was low."
"Screw you."
"Ew."
"Gutter mind."
"Pervert."
"Are they always like this?" James asked as the two continued throwing insults.
"Pretty much," Walter replied, "Uh-oh." Walter stopped the car to see two people battling a vampire. "Alucard." Alucard sighed, bored, and shot his jackal out of the window. The two, who were actually vampires themselves, turned and smiled, and got in. A woman with strawberry blond hair gasped as she looked at Elizabeth.
"You are the spitting image of your mother," Seras said as she slid in the limo. "Pip, you have to see this." Pip, the old Ausie, slid in and smiled.
"Allo Miss Elizabeth," Pip said, smiling, "I haven't seen you since you were a baby." Elizabeth smiled and noticed something about Pip.
"Are you a vampire?" Elizabeth asked. Seras smiled.
"One of the few things Millennium was good for," Seras said, "A way to make a true vampire without virginity." Alucard turned and looked at Pip.
"Fuck," He said, "You two are both immortal?" They nodded. "Walter, I'm going to need some very strong blood wine when dealing with this Draculina." Seras blushed as her masters name for her, she still did not like being called his "bride" like all his other victims were.
"Paws off mate," Pip said, wrapping his arm around Seras.
"Back to the embassy Walter." Elizabeth said. Walter stepped lightly on the gas and they took off through the streets of DC.
"You know," James said, "Coud could uncuff me, it's not like I'm going anywhere." Elizabeth gave him a look.
"You've threatened my life two times in the past hour," she said, "If we were in Britain I would have you shot into a thousand pieces and then have your ashes spred over the river so that no one could find them."
"I am aroused Sir Hellsing," Alucard said, "I had no idea such violence existed in your lean form." Elizabeth gave him a look and set his hair on fire. "Must you always burn me?"
"When I'm annoyed," Elizabeth replied. "Walter, step on it, I want to get some sleep before smoothing things over with the President tomorrow."
"You've seen the President?" James asked.
"Yes," Elizabeth said, "Briefly, his guards did not appreciate some of our weapons on the White House Premises. I must say they all are very rude."
"I still wish could had let me kill the one who held a gun to your head," Alucard said, "I could have killed all those guards before he even pulled the trigger."
"I know," Elizabeth said, "But it's better you didn't, we need relations with the Americans if we want to keep our left flank secure."
BACK AT THE EMBASSY
James stared around in wonder. There were several beds in the embassy and a large black coffin that everyone skirted like it held death. (Well, it's Alucard's coffin so it's much the same thing.) A two person coffin was now being hauled in by the two Elizabeth had picked up on the way back, who seemed to be mates.
"You even share a coffin," Alucard commented. "Love is for the weak." Pip glared at Alucard and pulled Seras and their coffin into another room. It would be dawn soon and he wanted time with Seras before they sealed in for the flight back to Britin.
"Has the President called yet?" Elizabeth asked the secretary.
"Yes," the agent replied, "He wants to smooth things over at seven the day after tomorrow morning over breakfast."
"Oh Lord," Elizabeth said, "They better have some proper food, I cannot take much more of the American stuff." James sighed as the cuffs were taken off and he followed Elizabeth to the library. "How come you're following me like a lost puppy?"
"I don't know where I am," James replied.
"Walter could you please bring in some tea for myself and Master James?" Elizabeth said over the intercom, "Thank you." She sat and faced the fire, James took after her. She stared into the fire for many minutes, still sorting out the changes in her life, and how quickly she'd adapted to the life of a knight. "So," she finally said, "How'd a dumb kid like you end up hunting vampires?" It was strange for Elizabeth to call him "kid" as she herself was several years younger then James.
"My father was killed by one," James answered, "Before he died he left me this." He held up a silver crucifix. It was a plain and simple one on a leather strap. "He told me I'd know what to do, the next day a vampire attacked me and I drove a stake though it. I was sixteen. There's my story. Now tell me…how did some shit-lucked kid like you end up being a knight and fighting vampires next to a true one?"
"Alucard?" Elizabeth asked. James nodded. "Spell his name backwards." James thought for a moment.
"That's Dracula?" James asked. Walter brought in the tea and faded into the background. "Didn't your ancestor Van Hellsing kill him?"
"Alucard cannot be killed," Elizabeth said, "Well, he can, but it's almost impossible. My ancestor imprisoned him and withheld all sources of nourishment, he dried up in a few weeks. Now blood can only resurrect him from that state. As for the knight, my mother was murdered by my brother, he wanted control of the organization. I sought Alcuard for help on my mothers orders and he killed Luke. I've been fighting vampires since I was eleven, my gifts granted me a certain, immunity, to some of their more primal attacks."
"Geeze," James said, "And I thought I had a rough life."
"There is always someone worse off," Elizabeth said. James looked at the melancholy girl.
"Why did you bring me here?"
"To train…"
"Stop lying." Elizabeth did not want to say why she had really brought him, any female could see that he was gorgeous. "I just want to truth."
"To train you to fight against vampires." Elizabeth said. "It's obvious you come from a line of hunters, but you lack guidance and training. That is something I can give you."
"What if I don't want it?"
"Then you'll die when you meet the right vampire and you're life will be in vain. Not only will you die, but any who are close to you will and you will live life alone because of your fate. I can help you escape from that, for a time. If you are working with, not for, Hellsing then I can offer protection to those you care about and they shall never have to see what you do for a living." James thought for a moment, this kid was more mature than he was. He really needed to relax and think.
"I need to get out of here," James said, "I've only been here five minutes and I need a vacation. Come on."
"What?" Elizabeth asked.
"How long has it been since you've been to a party?"
"Um…" Elizabeth had barely been off the grounds of her mansion except on missions. She scuffed her shoe into the carpet and felt her cheeks burn. "I've never been to a party."
"WHAT? How old are you?"
"Seventeen," Elizabeth answered. "I was kept in seclusion from most of the world because of my…gifts."
"That explains the look," James said, "You like like you're going to a funeral."
"My mother was murdered almost two days ago." James froze.
"Well, don't I feel like the fucking asshole. That's it, we're getting your mind off this." He grabbed her arm and pulled her towards the hall.
"Who said I needed a distraction?" Elizabeth took her arm of out James' and stood firm. "I've only been a knight for two days."
"I do," James said, "You've seventeen, you should be enjoying life, not drowning in it." He looked at her, she was a little scared, but she was never going to let him know that.
"Some of us do not have the luxury," Elizabeth replied. "I have responsibilities to attend to."
"Come on," James said, he took her hand in his. Elizabeth fought down a furious blush as the warmth of his touch. "It'll be fun." Elizabeth felt the former blush fade, a fun day in her life had been a day off (which consisted of target practice and sparring) or a mission. She sighed. James looked at her hopefully.
"All right," Elizabeth said, "Just let me change and we'll sneak out of here."
"You, my girl," James said, throwing his arm around her, "Are about to learn how to party. It's about two o'clock, and the parties are just getting started."
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