The Reborn Alliances
Disclaimer: Most characters, names and situations are from Hellsing. I do not own these and do not deserve credit for them.
Chapter 1""I pick up where I have lack of original manga. This is during the attack of Millennium on Great Britain, the part where the illusionist werewolf has entered the Hellsing mansion and Seras started to fight her.""
""I hope you all enjoy it and I am sorry if my writing is not at it's best. This may be because I am Dutch, but I will my very best.""
Ceras was having a hard time keeping focused, trying to keep the Wild Gees out of harms way and fighting the Illusionist at the same time. The werewolf kept chopping around like hell and bombing her with hallucinations.
Ceras threw a screaming Pip aside as he was nearly cleaved in two. She had never felt stronger but at the same time had never wished so hard that her master was here to help her.
As she finally managed to plant one end of one of her now empty gun barrels against the head of the nazi, she pushed against it as hard as she could. Slamming both barrel as the face stuffed bitch at the other end thru a wall, then falling after it thru the whole.
She now felt the chill evening breeze go pasted her.
At least she did not have to worry about those Wild Gees getting in the crossfire.
She got to her feet as soon as she felt to the cold grass of the inner courtyard. She saw fire in a large part of the building. As well as the searchlights in the sky. The sounds from the centre of the city were softly taking in.
She searched the grass for the werewolf. Nothing. She started walking to the centre to get a better view. She hit something with her foot and looked down. As soon as she realized she just hit something invincible she jumped aside while getting her mind out of the illusion.
As she was in the air a burning feeling took hold of her right shoulder. The wound felt like it had silver sprinkles on it. Slowly the werewolf retracted her weapon and stood next to Ceras who was stunned by pain. She lifted the blade high in the air and smiled.
Two shots pierced the tattooed body and the nazi's face turned towards the doors of the mansion. Where Pip was standing, holding his gun pointed at her.