Chapter 5

Elena couldn't believe this! She was only the head for a year…that's all. And everything was falling apart. The last commander was killed by a vampire only six months after she became head. Now her brother was missing! She couldn't take this…Elena put her head in her hands and rested her elbows on the table. Then a thought came to her. Elena looked over to the clock. Midday…but this was an emergency.

"Seras!" She shouted.

Seras heard her master's voice in her sleep. Something was wrong, she was very upset. Seras shot up out of her sleep and cursed as she whacked her head on the top of the coffin.

"….Bloody hell…" But Seras pushed the button of the coffin and she stood up out of it…

'…What time is it?' Seras thought while yawning. But she disappeared and pulled herself through the floor to appear in front of Elena's desk. Elena was positively distraught…why hadn't she sensed this before?

"What's wrong?" Seras asked, straightening her coat and fixing her sunglasses.

Elena looked up she was miles away and hadn't noticed her it seemed.

"My brother is missing…"

"Want me to find him?" Seras chuckled at the rage being emitted from Elena, a new side to her.

"I don't care if it's the middle of the day I want you to go and get him back!" She shouted.

"What if there's anybody with him? Like if he was kidnapped…" Seras grinned. At least she wasn't her new life wasn't going to be boring…

"If he has been kidnapped…do whatever you want…Just make sure my brother is not harmed." Seras smiled, and lowered her sunglasses so her crimson eyes could be seen.

"Yes, my master." Seras bowed. Before slowly transforming into bats and streaming out of the open window.

Elena tried to calm herself down…but her breaths continued to be ragged. Her rage was boiling to breaking point…when all of a sudden she flew up off her chair and threw her broken computer across the room to crash to the wall. Elena's hair was a mess, but that little outburst made her feel a bit better. Although now she would have to get a new computer. Looking back to the window where Seras had vanished as bats she noticed the dark clouds over head. In fact so dark as if it was evening nearing dusk, not midday. But that suited Elena just fine, the sun didn't comfort her. It brought her no warmth, only the promise that it would soon set and the night would come again.

Seras flew over the city, the sky was dark and she didn't feel the burn of the sun, even her powers didn't feel weakened at all in the day…what kind of world was this? But then she felt the pull of the Hellsing. He was in a white limo. Pulling herself together into one body she stood on a rooftop overlooking the limo. The people below milling past each other as if in routine, children didn't run or play. Merely sat in silence or run inside thinking rain was near, the limo stopped at a red light before then turning right. Seras was on a building to it's left. Hoping no one would notice her little Matrix act she leaped from one building to the next following the car until it stopped at a church…The driver got out and went around the other side. A man from the passenger side got out and looked around, before folding up the collar of his jacket and coughing. The first man opened the door and out came Max Enrico!

"Ha, thought he would have something to do with this." Seras spoke to herself, a pigeon landed next to her on the roof. "Flying rats…" She mouthed in disgust, before turning back to the limo. A crack of lighting followed quickly by thunder alerted her to the nearing rain. But she watched Max and his gang. He pulled a coat on and motioned to his guards, one reached inside and pulled out none other then Arthur Hellsing! Seras grinned to herself, 'Elena did say I could do whatever I wanted…' The guard picked up the unconscious Arthur and carried him on his shoulder. And the group entered the church. Another loud thunder and began to fall, heavy rain, but it suited her perfectly.

People ran to get out of the rain, Seras jumped off the building and landed with a thud on the pavement, getting up from her sitting position. As she walked over to the church she spoke.

"Releasing control art restriction to level three, level two, level one. Hold release until target is acquired." The inscriptions on her gloves glowed slightly. She rarely went to level one, but this seemed a fitting time, she had never dared to release all the seals. That 'situation A' had never come up. But in this time…who knows?

As she entered the building she taunted.

"Knock knock." She laughed. The group spun around,

"How dare you enter the house of God!" Max accused. Seras shrugged.

"What are you doing?" She asked blatantly. Max lifted an eyebrow before answering.

"Why, purifying him." Seras stayed silent, "So you can never use him to further your evil plot!" Seras couldn't hold it in. She laughed. She laughed hard and full, with tears beginning to form she slowly stopped. Taking breaths she didn't need she looked back at a worried Max.

"Don't be so stupid! I'm the one who is bound! I'm the one under control! But I guess you block heads would never understand…you haven't changed for the all those years I was asleep, you're still the same…" Seras shook her head in vain and pulled out the cassul in her left hand.

But as she did so a barrage of bayonets flew at her. Piecing her. In the torso, in the arms and one in her neck. They were blessed and they stung nearly as much as holy water. In surprise at the speed of the attack her arm hung loose.

"May god have mercy on your lost soul…" Max whispered before another bayonet was thrown, which severed her head entirely.

(AN: Ouch….)

Elena sat back on her chair, rubbing her temples as a stress headache was coming on. But she didn't have time for medication. The rain pelted on the glass outside, the dark clouds made the day into night.

Elena looked over to the grand portrait of Integra that hung on the wall.

'What would you do?' She thought. An ice cold wave seemed to envelop her…she felt cold, so very cold. When she blacked out.

"You are not Integra…" A cold deep male voice spoke to her. But she found herself unable to speak, all was black until a figure began to form far away. The figure had his back to her. She tried to run toward the figure…but she could not get any closer. It was dark and lonely in this world. She felt afraid and wanted to go home. She found herself shouting…but she could not understand the words coming out of her own mouth. When the figure turned around…she could see him more clearly an image was about to form…

Seras watched from the shadows as bats, she spoke to them.

"Do you really think you can kill me? Ha,ha,ha,ha,ha…." Her voice echoed around the room her body started to melt until only a pool of black liquid remained.

The three men looked around in panic.

'They are no Paladin Anderson's…'She thought, Seras could smell the fear emanating from them. One lay Arthur down on the ground.

"Heathen!" One of the guards yelled. Seras merely chuckled and laughed.

"My master would be proud of me!" Seras yelled. A moment of understanding at what she had said could be seen on Max's face only. The other two only looked around, the echoes fooling them.

"Your master was an abomination! I've read the reports on him! And it seems you are no better then him." His confidence faltered as his voice was starting to shake.

But Seras wavered slightly, once again realising what she was doing. She was just like Alucard! But seeing Arthur on the floor beginning to stir she pushed away her moment of weakness of her past personality and bloodlust took her over. Her conciousness rejoined with her body and the black liquid rose up from the floor. More bayonets flew in her direction, but they passed straight through the liquid to hit the wall behind. Then the liquid stopped blubbering and formed a shape. Her true form you could say. Long blonde hair fell down her back and trailed the floor, her black trench coat had begun to decay and tatter once again, her clothes were much the same. Old rips and tears covered them. But her gloves remained the same. Her glasses were gone and her fangs lengthened. Seras hunched over at her slightly longer arms and legs and slightly awkward body shape. Inherited from Alucard she had always thought. She grinned at them showing her long fangs. The guards lost their nerve. Seras heard their heartbeat race, they flung bayonets at her time and again. But she had formed a sort of shield. It emitted a light green and the bayonets were bounced off. Finally they ran out and one pulled his sword out.

"Stupid mortal…" She spoke. As he reached her to slash at her she merely grabbed his arm and tore it clean off from the elbow! The man screamed, but Seras drank the blood that fell from his arm, but that quickly ran out and she edged nearer to him her knees bent to be the same height as him. The other man pulled out a gun and fired. But again her shield pinged the bullet off in another direction. He fired round after round as he watched Seras tear the first guard apart and drink him dry. But he was so torn up he could not become a ghoul. Then Seras acted like she had only just noticed him, she turned. But swore to herself under her breath. Where was Max? He had escaped leaving his guards to die here. Luckily Arthur was still on the floor. His eyes were wide watching in fear. Seras didn't care and she never passed on a meal. The man clicked his empty gun at her as if still firing…he was petrified! Seras reached him and tore his head clean off in one swoop. Before gorging herself on her free meal.

Arthur watched the scene unfold. That vampire had reformed and was invincible! He wished his sister had listened to him and never awoken that monster. But the bayonets were no longer working! Some sort of energy shield protected her. Was this her true power? No…somehow he knew…this was only a drop of her power. His watched in fear as she ripped the arm off a guard that had charged her. He wasn't sure who he wanted to win…although he knew the guards didn't stand a chance. Once she was finished with him she tore into the other guard. As blood and gore splattered on him he felt a cold wave engulf him. He blacked out.

Arthur found himself in a bleak dark place. No light was anywhere yet he found himself able to see.

"Ha, two Hellsings. Two!" A cold deep male voice shouted. The voice echoed around the black place. But the voice died away and did not speak again. An image formed in front of him…the image was blurred but then began to focus…it was the Hellsing office of his sister. He recognized his sister…no his great grandmother Integra Hellsing sitting in the chair! In front of the desk stood two figures…he couldn't make them out. But that black trench coat caught his eye. Seras…But the other…no he couldn't recognise. But then the tall figure in the red trench coat began to turn to face him.

When Arthur opened his eyes…he was back at the Hellsing headquarters. Inside Integra's office! He found himself standing! Dazed and sick he fell to the floor. The room was slightly spinning but he turned his head slightly. Just enough to see Seras…she was still in that demon form of hers. But as she stepped forward to wake up his sister she began to change, shifting in image back to the way she was when he first saw her.

(Right think about this…Alucard genetically crossed with Seras…and you get that thing up there…Crazy bloodthirsty Seras…yikes…)

((An: Edited slightly…only words that shouldn't be there. Nothing important.))