1The Passion of Fear and Hate

The nights had gone slowly since the incident with Kyrian, and being that Seras was no longer allowed on the missions for awhile, time seemed to go by extra slowly. She laid awake in her coffin and yawned, not ready to face the night just yet. She knew it would be boring, her master and most of the troops were going out on another mission tonight. As she hit the button to raise the lid, she spotted her calendar. "Another boring Friday night, just like the old days."

With a light sigh she pushed herself up from the bed, a pale hand being run through that uncombed hair of hers. Stretching lightly, she stood and walked to the table where the packet of blood waited for her. She looked at it with some disgust, but as the memory of how it actually tastes came into her mind, her mouth was set to watering. With a groan she tore the top off of the packet and drank down the liquid quickly, reveling in the feel of it sliding down her throat. With that done, she tossed the empty pack into the waste basket and set upon her usual evening routine.

After that was done she stepped out of her room, dressed in her favorite pair of faded jeans and a tight light blue shirt that had matched perfectly with her eyes when she had been human. Her strawberry blond hair had been combed and was now a bit poofy, but Seras really didn't mind. She stepped out into one of the courtyards of the Hellsing house, all was silent as most of the men were gone, but especially because Alucard was absent. A light sigh escaped her lips as she thought about her master. Ever since that night he had been avoiding her. Though she felt his presence around her occasionally, when she started to look around, he had left. What had she done?

"I had got caught. Cornered in an alley and fooled by a mere illusion, though master couldn't see through it either." A concerned moan escaped her lips as she walked through the pathway leading into the flower garden, she walked until she came upon the end wall where the ivy vines reached up to the top of the bricks and over it.

They wouldn't let her off the compound, not since that night. She had been drinking her blood and they let her out on her first mission, and now she was back off again. She couldn't even leave. But as Seras turned to walk back towards the house, her eyes caught sight of something. Her head tilted to the side as she walked closer to the wall and bent down. A hole. A mischievous smile crossed her lips as she got on all four. She was breaking out. No, she didn't create the small pathway, but still, she was escaping for the night.

Her head peaked through to the other side of the wall, turning left and right to find any guards, but there were none.

"Sir Integra should really get some more security for this house...and patch up this hole." Seras smile was spread from ear to ear as she stood back up and dusted herself off. She took one last look at the wall and the house that could be seen from over top off it before turning and walking into the night.

Alucard watched in silence as the Hellsing troops mad there way through the ghouls, things always progressed slowly when Seras wasn't there with her cannon. Jackal was raised as a few of the ghouls turned to him. He disposed of them easily and slunk past the ones that stood in his way of the building. It was just another freak vampire, this wasn't the work of his former fledgling.

Ever since that night Alucard had bee waiting for him to strike again, to lure him into another trap, maybe to face the real deal. But the missions as of late were all the same. Freak chipped vampire with nothing else to do but terrorize the humans and make far to many ghouls. His boots carried him into the old hotel, one that had been abandoned long ago. He head movement to his left and turned quickly, firing a shot. But he sighed as the mouse that had made the noise scurried off.

Alucard growled at his own jumpiness as he made his way through the main room of the dusty hotel. A scream carried up from one of the levels above him. He phased to the third floor to see a vampire feeding off of a homeless girl. Alucard raised his gun and cocked it, the freak turning its head to snarl at him. But the snarl was quickly stopped as the female vampire realized who was standing before her.

She tossed the near lifeless body to the side and stared up at Alucard, well at Alucard's large gun actually. Not one word was said as he fired a shot into the vampires chest, watching as the woman turned to ash. His head was shaken a bit as he turned to the young woman on the floor, her breaths coming out labored and quick. Another shot was fired and he phased back through the building and outside to the troops who had almost taken care of the ghouls, so many for one vampire to make. What a waste of lives.

Alucard quickly walked past the troops as he made his way back towards the mansion. He walked in silence, his hat tipped down so that those who saw him couldn't see his eyes. He still hadn't gotten around to fixing his glasses, too much had been on his mind. As he got closer to the mansion he smelled something out of place. He stopped in his tracks as he scented the air. "Police Girl."

Seras hummed as she walked through the quiet streets of London. It had been so long since she had just be able to take a carefree walked. Though the night was a bit chilly she could barely feel it. She hadn't realized that she was always clod until she really started to drink the blood provided for her, it kept her warm and less tired. But now she wondered what she would do for the rest of the night. She knew she would have to go back soon before the troops and Alucard get back. But Seras wouldn't worry about that now.

Soon she was standing at the entrance to one of the larger parks in the area. She inhaled deeply to smell the fresh paint and the smell of new grass. The park had been finished that day, she could tell. There was no litter in sight, and no one around. It was past curfew for the kids and most adults had better things to do than sit in a park. So Seras was able to enjoy the alone time, the time she got to spend out in the cool air. She perched herself in a nearby tree, gazing through the leaves into the cloudless sky. It had probably been a beautiful afternoon, cloudless as it was now. Very few days were like that in London. But the stars were shining brightly, as was the moon, casting a light blue glow on everything it touched.

But the blissful silence of the night was interrupted by a growl. Her eyes strayed towards the entrance to the park were she spotted her master. They're eyes locked, red to red, as Seras sighed lightly. She should have known she would be found after a while. But as her eyes continued to look upon her master, she saw him stiffen, something akin to surprise lighting his eyes. And just as she was about to raise an eyebrow she felt hot breath on her neck. Her eyes widen as she immediately realized who it was that was occupying the tree with her.

"MASTER!"

Seras tried to jump from the tree but an arm encircled her waist, the hand on the other arm curling around her throat as the vampire hopped down from the tree. Alucard was only a yard away but stopped as Kyrian placed his fangs to his fledglings neck, scraping lightly. Seras could do nothing but look at her master with fear in her eyes.

AN: Another cliffhanger...