The Passion of Fear and Hate

AN: Well this is still a bit short, but I'm very happy with this chapter and submitting it early...I think I may change my update schedule a bit. Enjoy this one...lots of action

(Recap) 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.

Alucard growled loudly as he watched the scene unfolding before him, as he watched Kyrian's tongue flicking over his fledglings neck. The rage boiled inside of him, his nails lengthening as he let out a hiss.

"Let go of her Kyrian."

"Oh, but I'm so hungry old friend. And I bet your new fledgling's blood would taste so sweet, so pure." Kyrian grinned as his eyes met with Alucard's, grey meeting red. The moment they grey of the blond vampires eyes shifted to red Alucard charged forward, a scream being heard from Seras as fangs sank deep into her neck, blood already rushing into the mouth of the one feeding.

Sharpened talons run across Kyrian's cheek, the scent of blood filling the air around them. "HOW DARE YOU TOUCH HER!"

With every step that Alucard took Kyrian took two away. His eyes were focused on the thin trail of blood seeping from the corner of the blond vampires mouth until he heard a small sound emanating from his current fledgling. Her hand was covering her bleeding neck as she watched in silent horror at what was going on between the two. But that sort interval of time was all that Kyrian needed to disappear from in front of him.

Alucard's eyes shifted in all directions as he sent his senses seeking for the other nosferatu. The shadows gathered around him in a swirling vortex as his temper raged just below the surface, waiting for Kyrian's attack. All was silent in the darkened park, no breathing, no wind. But then Kyrian attacked, not in the way that he had expected. The only warning that he had was a small intake of breath from Seras as he turned towards her, the portal already swallowing the two blond vampire, a laugh being heard from the male as Alucard rushed forward with a loud growl, unable to make it through the closing black tunnel.

Darkness swirled around her as the tunnel closed, a muffled scream trying to make its way through her captors fingers, her attempt failing horribly, though it wouldn't have helped her anyway. She could still feel the blood trickling slowly from the wound on her neck, cringing as she felt the rough touch of a tongue on her skin, healing the wound.

Only a few moments had passed before the black of the portal became illuminated, reveling them in a new location. The arms that encircled her body feel away and she quickly backed up from the form, her body turning to face the older vampire, fear showing through her eyes.

"Don't fear me Seras, I don't wish to hurt you." Yet.

Seras stared at the man in front of her, watching as the blood red of his eyes shifted back to grey, but by his smile she knew she couldn't trust him. He wanted to hurt her, he wanted to hurt Alucard. She wouldn't fall for whatever rouse the man was trying to put on. Seras stepped back a few more paces before hitting the wall. Great, she was backed up against a wall as the vampire before her stepped closer.

Her head tilted to the side, her bangs coving her face and the tears threatening to fall from her eyes. This is it. I'm going to die.

She felt a warm hand grasp her chin, pulling her eyes to look into his. "I'm not going to harm you...Seras, as long as you cooperate with me."

Kyrian let loose his hold on Alucard's new fledgling as gestured towards a grand staircase, a sign for Seras to walk. When she did, he followed closely behind her, observing how she walked and carried herself. Her head was tilted down, her eyes watching each step she took. Her hands were kept in front of her, her fingers wringing her wrists. He could smell her fear and it brought a smile to his face.

Once the top of the stairs were reached he took one of Seras' delicate wrists and lead her down the hall. At the touch the woman's head was brought up, finally surveying her surroundings. They stood within a large house, it had to be old by the layout and the light hint of mold that floated through the air. But it was well kept, grand chandeliers illuminating the larger areas as small wall scones lit the halls. A window showed that this house was not truly outside, it had to be underground.

"It's underneath a cemetery, in case you were wondering." Kyrian had caught the glances out of the window that Seras had cast, and watched as she immediately put her head back down. What a submissive this one is. Alucard's type indeed.

Kyrian stopped before one of the doors and opened it, leading his new guest into a large bedroom. It was adorned with dark red walls, the floors a matching cherry wood. A large four poster coffin bed laid in the center of the room, a desk to its side and a dresser on the other. There were two doors on either side of the room, one leading to a bathroom and the other leading somewhere else. His eyes turned to the vampire as she gasped and walked into the large chamber.

"Is this where I am staying?" Though she was frightened, the sight of such a lovely bedroom comforted her.

"Yes, this is where I am keeping you for now. But, if you try anything funny, I assure you, your next sleeping chambers will not be quite as nice."

Seras visibly shivered as she could only imagine what he could mean. But she had to get out of here, away from him and back to her master. But she had no clue how to. Kyrian reached into his coat and recieved a pair of cuffs, the sound attracting Seras' attention. Before she knew it, one wrist hand be captured by the metal binds. "What the hell is that for?"

"It's to keep you where I want you." Kyrian grinned as he lead her to the bed, trapping her wrist to one of the poles holding up the lid to the coffin.

"I will be back later young one. And that is when the real fun will begin." Kyrian gave a mock bow to his guest before going to the door opposite that of the bathroom and disappeared before Seras could even peek to see what was behind the portal.

Meanwhile...back at the Hellsing Estate

"AAALLUCARRRDDD!" Sir Integra was furious. The only warning she had was a loud slamming of a door before the entire mansion was cloaked in darkness. All power had seemingly seeped straight out of the large house and every lightbulb on its grounds. Inside the office all that could be seen was a faint orange, the small light casting fire into those light blue eyes as she paced around the floor waiting for her servant to appear.

And when he did, he did what she never thought he would do to her. She felt his cold fingers grip around her neck, her airway being partially closed off. The cigar fell from her lips and her hands went to her throat trying to release her from the vampires iron grip. "Yes...my master?"

The words were said through clenched teeth, the razor sharp fangs seen lightly in the darkness of the room. A low growl was emitted before Alucard could see through the red haze of rage, his fingers uncurling from around Integra's throat. "I'm sorry master."

Integra's hand went to her throat to rub over the sore skin. "What happened Alucard?"

He was silent for a moment as he relived the moment in his mind. "Kyrian took her." The sadness shone through his voice easily, something Alucard rarely let happen. Integra knew the moment he said it that Seras had been taken. This was going to be bad for everyone in the Hellsing organization. She could feel the shadow tendrils licking at her legs before Alucard phased off to where ever it was he was going. Alucard could do some major damage in this state. Walking back to her desk, she reached for her lighter and another cigar, her hand trailing over her neck once more for just a moment as the lights flickered but remained off. "There goes the back up generator. He's sucking power from the lights. The whole block will be out by morning."