Disclaimer: You know, I'm running out of ways to say that I don't own Hellsing.

A/N: I hereby dedicate this chapter to my friend Robert, who gave me the title of my last ch., and to Kay, please don't hate me because I can't keep my temper in check. You do need both, so thank you.

Chapter Seven

Several miles below Alucard's mansion, Seras Victoria knelt before a large circle drawn into the cold, rough stone. Her eyes remained clouded as she continued sketching the intricate chalk drawings inside the large circle. And while her body moved mechanically calm, her mind remained in complete confusion.

Besides having to deal with a foreign invader inside her head, Seras was beginning to have trouble distinguishing his memories from her own.

A man who seemed familiar hugging, tightly, a young woman, enrolling in school, living out his life…

She wondered vaguely if her Master even knew of this room. Knowing this scum bag, he had probably created it himself while he had been alone for so long. The room was as simple as could possibly be. It was about the size of a normal basement, the walls, ceiling, and floor all made of the same dark stone. Every other second or so the ceiling dripped, only adding the dank coldness of the room.

Despite how hard she fought to regain her mind, Seras was unable to do more than shout angrily at the mind invader.

" Master will kill you! He would do anything to kill you; you have no hope of beating him!"

" You don't even know what I'm planning. There will be no way to beat me, for I know that I will die. Unfortunately for you, you will be joining me."

Their conversations continued on like that inside her head as Jacob controlled her body to complete the rest of the preparations.

" What exactly are you planning?"

" Isn't it obvious?"

"… If it was obvious, do you think I would have asked?"

" I am preparing to resurrect myself. The makeshift body will not last for long, but it will last as long as I need it."

" No!" Try as hard as she might, Seras was unable to break free of his grasp.

" You may want to thank your Master. Had he trained you better, you would have been able to free yourself." This angered her in a strange way (feeling protective…), and while she did manage to freely twitch her fingers for a few seconds, Seras was frustratingly unable to do anything more than that.

Finally, the circle was finished. A strange, lopsided grin spread across Seras' features as she pulled from behind her a bowl of strange powder.

" Blood of the one of whom turned me..." Her own voice made Seras want to shiver, for it was not her own, and hearing that strange voice coming from herself terrified her in a strange way. That fear only intensified as her own body pulled out a wicked looking blade which seemed to glow, with which she promptly used to slice open her arm, spilling the blood into the strange power.

" I may not have your 'Master' here, but your blood is just as good for my purpose. Although obtaining his blood would have worked much better than trying to use your weak blood. And do not bother trying to heal your arm. This is not a normal blade; you would cause yourself more pain than is necessary by trying to heal it." Of course, Seras immediately wondered where he could have possibly have obtained such a blade, seeing as how he had been locked in this house for as long as he had. The powder began to glow with a dark purple color, which Seras/Jacob eagerly poured out into his/her hand. Their voices began to mumble a strange, unintelligible string of words which only made the powder glow brighter.

As the chant reached the right point, she flung the powder into the circle. The moment the powder entered the circle, a bright light sprang forth, momentarily blinding Seras. After a moment or so, the light dimmed and then disappeared. When Seras turned back around and opened her eyes again, she saw a strange figure standing before her.

Standing taller than her (but really, who wasn't?) but shorter than her Master, was the body snatcher himself, Jacob. His brown hair was nothing more than a messy mop on top of his head, somehow working together with his still bright green eyes and facial features to make him fairly handsome.

For a moment, he just stood there, reveling in the fact that he once again had his body back. His fingers curled in, then out, flexing to get used to the feel of the new body. He stared intensely around the basement, taking in his surroundings, but completely ignoring Seras, who still sat on the floor where he had left her.

It was at this point that Seras realized she once again had control of herself. She stood up slowly, backing up against the wall. Glaring at Jacob, but making sure that he didn't turn around from the wall he was currently inspecting, Seras edged along the wall, hiding in the shadows until she made it to the base of the stairs. Just as she had placed her right foot on the first stair, she felt her body freeze up again.
" Now, now Seras. Where exactly do you think you're going?" She felt her skin crawl as he admonished her like a young child. From behind her, Jacob reached for her, placing one hand on her arm and the other on her shoulder, pulling her away from the stairs.

" Silly Seras. You're still needed. How do you think I plan on getting your precious 'Master' down to me?" He chuckled and spun her around, glaring at her once again red eyes.

" You disgusting bastard… Let me go, or I'll… I'll kill you…" He chuckled at her remark.

" I think not Seras. Besides, your 'Master' should be here any minute. You wouldn't want to be rude and miss him, now would you?" After staring intensely at her for a few moments, her body slackened in his grip as her eyes changed back to mimic his own eyes. She had returned, once again, to his power.

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Several hours after the disappearance of Seras, Alucard was having no luck whatsoever in locating her. Annoyingly, he was unable to sense or communicate with her using their mind connection.

Suddenly, a familiar smell met his nose. Blood. Seras' blood.

Alucard growled angrily deep in his throat as he followed the scent to the bottom level of the house. As he searched, he felt nothing less than embarrassed. Shouldn't he know if there were other levels in his own house? Shouldn't he be able to know where to find her?

" Oh Jacob, I can hardly wait to see you again. This time, your death will be far slower and much more painful than anything you could possibly imagine." After several minutes of thorough searching, Alucard finally found a staircase, one that had been cloaked by magic; strong magic that Alucard had thought had long since been wiped out.

It seemed there was a bit more to Jacob than Alucard remembered..

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Meanwhile, Seras knelt a few feet away from the staircase, her arm still bleeding freely. The only sounds in the entire room, in fact, were the shallow breathing of Seras, and the slow drip, drip, drip of Seras' blood as it hit the floor. Jacob did this on purpose, knowing that the scent of her blood would be more than enough to draw the great Nosferatu down without having to go up and get him himself.

" You know Seras, this will be quite an interesting meeting." He spoke as nonchalantly to her as though they had known one another for years. As he talked to her, he continued setting up the many tiny circles on the last step and wide circle in front of the stairs. Before long, the trap was finished. All that was needed was for Alucard to come, and then, the fun would really begin.

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Now literally glowing with rage, Alucard nearly flew down the stairs. The fact that Jacob had managed to build the stairs and wherever they led to without his natural body was almost enough to make Alucard slightly impressed.

But not quite enough.

As the smell of blood grew stronger, Alucard moved faster, hastening his pace in the hopes to reach Seras before Jacob could do any more damage. After was seemed like a million crudely cut steps, Alucard finally reached the bottom step, only to step in the first of the circles. Standing on the last step, Alucard just stared with a bit more relief than he should have felt (Why?).

There sat Seras, kneeling as though nothing at all was wrong, as the wound in her arm continued to bleed freely.

" Police Girl, you're bleeding." Slowly, Seras lifted her head. And as her strange green and red colored eyes met with his blood red ones, she did her best to ward him away.

"Ma..s.ter…… Get… back, get… away!"

Of course, Alucard did the worst thing he could do. He stepped down into the circle.

Immediately he froze. Despite his dark powers, and his strength, Alucard was unable move. A dark chuckle echoed from the opposite corner, and again, Alucard cursed himself for not thinking ahead.

" Brilliant Alucard. And here I thought you were smarter than that." Jacob strolled lazily out from the darkest corner, and jerked Seras up from her kneeling position using her upper arm.

" Put her down Jacob, and I may consider killing you a little quicker than I planned."

" Tsk, tsk Alucard. If you have the right to destroy my life, then do I not have the same right?"

" What do you want from her."

" You destroyed my entire life; took me from my place as a human, destroyed my only chance for love… And now, I'm going to do the same to you…" With that, Jacob turned to Seras and lifted her chin, studying her for a moment. He brought up her still dripping arm and licked it slowly, nipping at the edges and bringing forth a pained whimper from Seras.

Alucard's aura began to glow as the limits of the spell were strained against.

" That doesn't mean that I won't enjoy my time first. After all, either way I'm dead anyway, right?" Now standing behind Seras, Jacob pushed her neck gently to the side opposite the one that Alucard had originally bitten. He smelled her slowly before puncturing her skin with his own fangs, just enough to draw two tiny pinpricks of blood.

" Do not touch her." Alucard's voice was straining as he fought with every muscle to free himself. To, of course, no avail.

" Why not?" Jacob's hand flew out and latched onto her neck, lifting her from the floor.

" You are no longer my Master." In one smooth moment, Jacob tossed her at the wall as though she was a rag doll. She hit the wall with a sickening smack and crumbled like a sack of potatoes to the floor. Laughing insanely, Jacob crossed the floor and picked Seras back up, punching her several times in the eye. Again he tossed her, and again Seras made not a single noise.

And still Alucard was unable to reach her in her mind. It was clouded, as though she wasn't even there.

" Aw, now your not even focusing on me Alucard." Alucard snapped back into reality to see Jacob holding a bloodied, bruised and all together broken looking Seras. Her had lolled left to right, only furthering the image of her as a doll.

" I suppose that this game is growing old. We'll just have to end it now won't we?" Again he picked her up, bringing her back to within a few feet of Alucard.

Jacob pulled out the very dagger that had originally cut Seras' arm and quickly slashed at her cheek, drawing a line of blood.

" You know what this is, correct Alucard?" Even from where Alucard stood motionless he could tell that it was, indeed, a powerful blade. And for the first time in years, Alucard felt the strangest of emotions; fear.

Jacob turned Seras to face back towards himself.

" Say goodbye to your 'pet' Alucard; this is the end of the line." Jacob grinned again maniacally as he drew back the blade, and plunged it deep into Seras' stomach, burying it up to the hilt. Jacob retracted himself from her mind, allowing her to feel the full blast of the final blow. Her eye reverted back to their red color as Jacob spun her to face Alucard.

" No!" Alucard roared in anger as Seras' eyes widened in shock, pain, and all around confusion. A thin trickle of blood dripped down from the corner of her jaw.

" I'm s-sorry… Master…" Jacob's laugh reverberated eerily as he shoved Seras towards Alucard. She stumbled several steps forward, her hand reaching out to try and reach Alucard. Before she could reach him, she crumbled to the floor, bleeding freely onto the floor.

" Come on Alucard! Break through already! Get it over with! Kill me!" It seemed Jacob had finally snapped. Alucard remained in something much akin to shock. Had the Police Girl really just… died? Had she just been killed by some insane, weak, and pathetic vampire who had to resort to using magic to gain the upper hand. No… no, he had to just be imagining it. He WAS imagining it… right?

As Alucard remained somewhere halfway between his mind and reality, he hardly noticed as Jacob shouted, screamed, and yes, pleaded for Alucard to kill him.

And what neither of them noticed were the slow, labored movements of the nearly dead young vampire, crawling slowly but steadily away from them and towards the nearby wall. She was not about to die quite so easily.

Using the wall as a support, Seras stood up, quietly coughing up even more blood onto the wall and floor. Jacob continued shouting, having now been resorted to shrieking at Alucard to come at him, as Seras focused her anger into something well,… productive. She winced as she felt what was most likely a broken wrist. Luckily, it was her dominant wrist.

From her hand came a weapon made of that angry darkness. She stumbled behind Jacob and did the bravest thing she had ever done.

" J-Jacob…" He whirled on her, his eyes surprised and angry.

" Don't… touch…m-my M-Master…" Seras lifted up her weapon and brought it down onto his head with a resounding crack.

And of course, the weapon she had made was a tennis racket, which clattered onto the ground beside the limp form of Jacob. The moment it hit, it dissipated, leaving nothing behind after it.

Seras fixed her Master with a weak smile.

" See… I have… learned… something from you…" With that, Seras collapsed, her mind releasing itself into darkness.

A/N: Well? Sorry bout the weird violence, but I've just had a weird week, and this has been in my head since I started writing this sequel. Never fear! There is one more chapter left to go! By the way, if some of the things like Alucard being captured make NO sense, never fear, I know it doesn't. He is awesome, and we all know it wouldn't have really happened… But I really wanted to stab Seras, as terrible as that sounds, so it had to happen. In any case, please R&R because they make me happy. I remain, always, the author. u.u

ps. The rest of the 'Walter' portion will be completed in the next ch!