The Passion of Fear and Hate

AN: In comes the villain of the story. MWHAHAHAHA! I was going to leave it at "more pressing issues", but decided to tack on the other part that I was gonna make a filler chapter at the end...so here it goes. And sorry that it was a day late, but the sight wouldn't let me download the story on here...

"Load up !" The sounds of booted feet and the two Hellsing vans filled the night as Unit D mobilized. Seras sat quietly in the farthest seat, trying to separate herself form all the men. Her eyes were locked to the floor as she thought about the mission. I've never faced a real vampire before, with the exception of master. Her thoughts trailed back to Alucard, his body so pale, his breathing coming out in gasps, his hand sliding quickly over his length. She grinned and put her head down, not wanting the soldiers to see her blushing so furiously.

After an hour or so of driving, she couldn't quite tell how long it was since she was spacing off, they finally reached the town. All was silent, all was dark. The silence was eerie, automatically putting Seras on edge. It reminded her of some horror movie, or a scary and violent video game. A brush of laughter in her mind only made her frown more. Her eyes quickly took in the area, but Alucard was nowhere in sight. Such childish fears Police Girl, you could be far worse than anything in some movie.

"It's not childish." Seras pouted, seeming much like the child she was denying herself of being. With a push of blond locks from her face, she picked up the large cannon and made her way through the silent town, the unit dispersing in different directions and groups. Not one ghoul, not one gunshot. It seemed so strange to her after having dealt with the freaks, they always had tons of ghouls.

Soon Seras found herself separated from the men. She was currently walking down an alleyway, trying to get into the long alley behind a row of buildings. It seemed darker than it should be. Feeling a brush of fingers through her hair, she turned instantly, gun raised. But nothing was there. "Probably just my over active imagination."

Turning back around, Seras continued down the alley, reaching the end, her head turned left and right, looking up and down the back alley. No sign of vampires or ghouls. No noise at all. An irritated groan left her lips followed by a shriek as she heard something behind her. Turning on her heels, her gaze was meet with complete darkness, inpenetratable. "Master?"

Her call was met with a cold, unfamiliar laughter. Her ears tried to pinpoint the source, but it echoed off of the buildings, making it almost impossible. A shiver of fear ran was sent up her spine. Gun was loaded as she backed up, trying to hit the back wall so no one could get behind her. But instead of hitting a cold brick wall, she hit a warm body. She would have screamed if it wasn't for the hand that was quickly clasped over her mouth. The other arm was brought across her stomach, pulling her closer to this new vampire's body. "What a stunningly beautiful Draculina."

The voice was low, warmer than the previous laughter, but it still sent a shiver through her. Her gun dropped to the ground as the man squeezed her wrist, the pain making her loose her grip. Fear clawed at the back of her mind, she struggled to get away from him, but she hadn't the strength to get away. Master, he has me. Help me.

But her plea was met with silence. Was the connection still closed? Could he not hear her? Seras cringed as she felt the vampires hand creep under her shirt, slowly sliding up her stomach. She could see the pale fingers and part of his arm, but the rest was hidden by shadows. His lips pressed lightly against her ear. "Calling to him is of no use ma petite. It would take

a lot of time to get past the mental wall surrounding us. Anyway, he's already here, trying to find a shot."

He then raised his voice to the night.

"Alucard. Come out come out wherever you are." His voice was load, booming through the night before the sound of gunfire drowned it out. The ghouls were being sent out to keep the other Hellsing members occupied and away from the vampires. A growl could be heard in the darkness before Alucard jumped down from one of the roofs, his Jackal in hand. His eyes immediately looked at the hand slowly sliding up Seras' body. His entire self tensed as he aimed the gun towards them, trying to see through the darkness that covered the other Nosferatu.

"Let her go." His words were said through clenched teeth.

"Not just yet Alucard." His name was said harshly, nearly with spite, but the voice sounded oddly familiar.

"It's not like you can shoot her to get to me, like you did when you first turned her, with that priest freak." The vampire's hand that was held in Seras' shirt was pulled out to draw a gun from the darkness, to hold it against the blond woman's right temple. Alucard could only watch as Seras struggled, he couldn't shoot without shooting her as well. Though it would be a good time for her to learn to heal, he didn't want to take the chance, not with silver bullets, not with a real vampire before them. His attention was only on his fledgling for a moment before his attention was back on the vampire, he was coming forth from the shadows. Platinum blond hair framed his face, partly shielding those red hues from view. The rest was tied back in a low ponytail, the strands falling only a few feet from the ground at it's longest. Alucard's eyes widened with shock as his eyes raked over the vampire's form. "Kyrian." It was half question, half statement.

Seras made a muffled sound that would have been the words, 'You know him?' if not for the hand over her mouth. But her noise and movement was stilled as the barrel of the gun was pressed harder against her head.

"It's been a long time Alucard, a lot has changed. It seems you have made your first fledgling, and what a pretty little virgin she is." The tone in Kyrian's voice had dropped an octave and turned into a kind of old world elegance, though it still held that cold edge to it.

"Let her go Kyrian. Your problem is with me, leave Seras out of it."

"Oh, but she is my problem, or at least part of the problem. This is just the beginning old friend." He paused for a moment to shift Seras' face to the side with his gun, his tongue darting out to lick the side of her face, producing a growl from both Seras and Alucard.

"I bet her blood would taste even better than her skin."

"Don't you dare." The warning came with a growl, small black tendrils of inky shadow coming from Alucard's feet to spread on the ground near him.

"I won't, yet." And with that Seras was pushed forward. Alucard fired a shot into the vampire's shoulder, but it simply passed straight through, before the image disappeared. It was only an illusion, and a very well constructed one to fool me. He's grown stronger over the years.

With a light shake of his head, Alucard moved over to Seras, extending a gloved hand towards her, which she took quickly. Alucard pulled her to her feet with ease, their eyes locking, confusion showing in her red eyes. "Who was that?"

Alucard disengaged his gaze from hers as he turned around, shots could still be heard from the other Hellsing members, as well as the moans from the ghouls. "We have more pressing issues to deal with at the moment Seras."

The rest of the night went quickly, the ghouls being disposed of easily, not one man had been harmed. The ghouls were only a distraction, and both Seras and Alucard knew it. A concerned groan was given as Seras sent one last glance at her master before climbing into the van to leave. He hadn't said one thing since the other vampire had left, well, the illusion of the vampire. Alucard had even shut down the mental pathway, though Seras would have tried to push through it, she knew it would be in vain.

Unit D gathered into the two Hellsing vans, all wondering what had become of the vampire they had been sent after. A few had asked Seras, but she had kept quite, not really knowing what to say. She rested her chin in her palm and looked at the floor the entire ride back to the Hellsing estate, wondering what her master was currently doing, and who this Kyrian person was to him.

When the unit finally arrived, Seras jumped out of the van with a sigh, she wasn't looking forward to explaining this to Sir Integra. Her hand wandered to her stomach as she walked down to the basement to put her gun in her room before going to see her commander. As she reached her room and put her hand on the doorknob, she heard footsteps coming down from the stairs. Hoping it was Alucard, she turned, but it was only Walter with her meal. With a sigh she walked into her room, leaving the door open for the retainer.

As Walter entered the room, he could sense the gloom and unease in the blond vampire. "Is something bothering you Miss Victoria?" There was concern in his voice.

"Something strange happened during the mission," she said as she sat down on the top of her coffin.

"May I ask what it was?"

"The vampire that we were fighting, master knows him. But that's not the part that gets me. Master shot his shoulder, though it was only an illusion, it was weird."

Walter thought over the new information for a second as he adjusted his monocle. "That is quite uncharacteristic of Alucard, I will have to talk to him about this." He paused. "And as for you Miss Victoria, I believe Alucard is already informing Sir Integra about the mission, so there is no need for you to do the task."

She sighed and opened her coffin to lay down. "Thanks Walter."

Alucard bowed as he stood before his master, watching the woman carefully.

"How did the mission go Servant?" Integra looked at him over the rim of her glasses for a

moment, sensing the tension in him. She lit a cigar as she waited for his answer. She always knew when he was in a particularly bad mood, it killed him that she could see right through him.

"It didn't go exactly as planned, My Master."

"How so?"

"The vampire was stronger than I had thought, I couldn't even see through his illusion at

the time, as I wasn't looking for one. Though I am of course still more powerful than him."

Alucard observed the eyebrow raise as the Hellsing took another puff of her cigar. "Well then why didn't you silence your target?"

"He is a figure from my past, one that I won't be able to kill easily."

Sir Integra let out a sigh as she rubbed her temple lightly. She wouldn't bother asking him why this vampire wouldn't be easy for him to kill, knowing she would just receive some cryptic answer about how his past was to be kept to himself. "I assume the ghouls were taken care of. And if that is all that happened on the mission, you are dismissed."

Alucard grinned, though it didn't put that glint of insanity in his red eyes like it normally would. "May I ask a favor, My Master?"

He waited for the light nod before continuing. "Don't let Police Girl out on any missions anytime soon. He will go after her to get to me, knowing that she is to be my mate."

Before Integra could interject, Alucard had already phased through the floor. He could hear her growl before taking another puff of her cigar..

He passed directly outside of Seras' room, not wanting to be pestered with her questions, he decided not to enter. Phasing through his bedroom door, he set his hat on the tabletop and sat down, propping his boot adorned feet on the tabletop as well as he tilted back in his chair.

"Why have you come back Kyrian, what could you possibly want from me now?" But Alucard already knew the answer. Revenge. And he knew the driving force behind it was his fledgling, his mate. His fingers tapped on the wooden table before he stood and walked to his coffin, running his fingers along the sleek black surface before climbing in, his clothing dispersing, leaving him in his black night pants. He would turn in early tonight, before the spare time left his mind wander to far into the past. But the usually dreamless sleep would not come to Alucard this night, and no one can control what they dream.

AN: The next chapter will start with this last paragraph and a dream sequence...so yeah... ))