Oni finally had reached the neutral point, and a wave of energy flowed over him, "it is complete. Thank you Seras, whether you know it or not you helped a great deal." He stood and looked to her I intend to sit watch for Integra, go get some sleep now you must be tired." he nodded to her and walked towards Integra's curtain and phased through The doctors were shocked but oni shook his head making it clear he wasn't here to make trouble but he wasn't leaving either the emergency was almost done he saw 7 units of o Negative hung on the iv and looked to Integra, the doctor spoke, "her wounds were sealed but she lost a lot of blood there's also still a trace of foreign agent and its starting to transform her DNA... she's becoming a ghoul and I don't know how to stop it." Oni looked to her and thought, he wondered what she would want in this situation, she could take his blood it would save her but there is a slight chance very slight but a chance that it would turn her into a vampire but if he did nothing... she would turn into a ghoul a far Worse fate.

Seras watched him and turned away. She walked from the medical bay and walked through the corridor. She sighed and looked up. She needed to find Walter. She walked a little faster.

Integra shifted slightly, a small wave of pain moving through her. The monitor's beeped loudly and a small tear drifted down the side of her cheek. Her eyes opened slowly, the world around her nothing but a blur. O-…ni… She knew he was there, or at least hoped he was. It felt like something was tearing her apart from the inside out, eating away at her soul so quickly it crippled her and it felt much worse than anything else knowing that she could do nothing.

Not only had she failed herself, but she had failed her Father... this country, the Queen. Her vision cleared for only a second and then blurred once more. It wasn't fair; none of it was.

Oni looked to her, "Integra, I and the doctors have healed you, but there is still a fragment of that buvanchi's blood is in your body and it's... turning you into a ghoul... The doctors, they have no way of curing you, the only thing I can do is give you my blood, I am to weak for my pure form and even if I could assume it... it wouldn't help, My blood would override whatever foreign agents are in your bloodstream and heal you but there is a slight chance that it may turn you into a vampire. It's your choice."

Integra looked up to him. She had understood what she had said. She closed her eyes for only a moment. She didn't want to become a ghoul, but she didn't want to become a vampire either. At some points, it seemed good but other points… it scared her. Ever since she was a child, she'd knew she'd one day have to either say 'yes' or 'no' to become one of them... and if this was the day, well, she didn't know. She opened her eyes and moved her hand to clasp Oni's in response.

Oni looked to her, "I understand, ill do everything I can for you I swear." he looked to the packets of blood they were almost all the way in; he hoped that would bring up her volume enough for the transformation not to take place. He sliced his wrist open and put it to her mouth. please let this work, was a chant he held over and over in his head, I know she doesn't want to be turned all I can do is try.

Integra closed her eyes slowly as the blood dripped between her lips down her throat. It was bitter, yes, but she knew it was for the best. She swallowed it, though reluctant, she did. She could feel it ran through her and as soon as her lips were completely covered with crimson, the pain had stopped turning into a numbing wave. Her body relaxed and she reached up, finding an unknown strength and pulled his wrist from her lips. She opened her eyes and looked up into his, keeping her hand upon his as she closed her eyes again.

Oni nodded as his wrist instantly sealed itself he sat down holding onto her hand and began to do the only thing he knew, he began to sing that song that he had all those years ago, and he waited.

A small smile fell upon her face and she fell into a sleep not even Armageddon could pull her out of. She had thought she'd dream of those nightmares she had and that actually had came true, so many times but she didn't. She dreamed of that night, that night that Oni had probably helped her the most, maybe except for now. The night of her Father's funeral. A few hours later, she opened her eyes, that melody still in her head. She blinked for a moment and looked over to Oni.

Oni looked to her into Integra's blue eyes, he looked to her and all that came out was her name but it held more meaning in it than a thousand words it was a word spoken as a father to a child and yet as a father to a wife at the same time, and for the first time in years tears actually formed "I'm sorry I wasn't able to protect you, I'm sorry I wasn't there."

Integra blinked and pushed herself up, leaning against the pillows. She looked over to him, into his eyes and pulled him over by his hand. She looked into his eyes once more and reached up, wiping the tears from his eyes. "It wasn't your fault. I'm sorry I wasn't able to protect myself." She whispered her voice still a bit raspy and quiet.

Oni nodded, "Perhaps... perhaps next time we'll protect each other hmm?" a slight smile appeared on his face. "you should rest now you've been through a great deal."

"I've rested enough." She looked down for a moment. "Thank you." She said, looking back up into his eyes. Her own was a bit teary. The only thing that really had kept her sane, that kept her here was that song that was stuck in her head.

Oni nodded and stood, "Ill speak to you later." he disappeared, he was truly exhausted and only made it halfway there, he walked down the basement, "This is getting old." Oni walked into the room. He lay down and thought on what happened that night.

Integra blinked and watched as he disappeared. She sighed heavily and laid herself back down, softly. There was still some pain, but it was much less than what it was before. She closed her eyes and softly fell into a deeper than deep sleep.

Seras walked around the mansion and she could not find Walter! She looked down to the floor for a moment. He shouldn't have thought that it was his fault; it's not like he meant for this to happen. He was caught in a trance that no human could resist and she had to fight her way through it herself. It wasn't his fault that Integra was hurt and she didn't blame him for what he did to her either... Because it wasn't really him doing it.

Walter was sitting in his room and considering what to do, he knew this day would come, the day he could no longer complete his mission, and the day that he failed sir Integra was the day he would die. he thought about what to do, oni would probably help if he asked; it would be an honorable death... He got up and began to walk to Oni's bedroom, he knocked before entering, He saw the lid to his coffin closed and sat down, knowing oni could still hear him, "Oni I have come to ask you a favor." his words were calm and cool though they trembled somewhat. "You were a samurai, and you know that no true warrior can stand the shame of defeat, not when it endangers the life of the one you're sworn to protect, please assist me."

Seras stopped at the Oni's door and bit her lip. She crossed her arms over her chest and leaned against the wall, listening to what Walter said. She closed her eyes softly and gave a sigh that she hoped he hadn't heard. She clenched her fists tightly and turned without hearing what Oni would say and started to walk outside.

Oni opened the lid to his coffin, he stood walking over to the chair, he sat down in front of him, a sad smile creased his face but it didn't touch his eyes, "Are you sure of this? once you decide, "he left the rest unspoken; oni had heard Seras and looked towards where she was, "No." Walter looked to him, "Oni you don't under..." Oni looked to him, "you aren't a warrior anymore, you aren't meant to do the fighting, yes one of your jobs is to protect sir Integra, but that is my primary functions, you protect her from the darkness during the day, the darkness of men, and I protect her from the darkness of the night. If anyone failed, it was me, Are you getting that old, have you forgotten your lessons? why did the Hellsing organization focus upon the specific subrace of vampires, the buvanchi? Why?" Walter looked to him, "because they were the greatest threat because they could bend the will of mortal men far easier than any other." Oni nodded as understanding dawned on him, "only in large groups of humans can buvanchi's be defeated, or by other vampires, yes your getting old but you still have much usefulness, if you leave Integra now, I will hold no respect for you, its easy to die, living takes work, I know how that sounds coming from me, but I'm living in my own way you know more than anyone else why I fight, why I live, to atone for the sins of my far past, we all live to push on if you don't then there's no point your story ends and its game over for you, and ill be dammed if ill let that happen to any of my friends."

Seras had walked towards the training grounds and just stood, her eyes covered in the darkness of her bangs falling into her face. Still thinking that Walter had just given up, she became just a bit angry. Giving up wasn't an option -- not now, not ever. Right now, she just wanted to... Ugh, do something. What she really wanted to do was rip that Mock vampires head off his shoulders, into shreds, into nothingness. But she knew she wasn't strong enough right now… that is why she needed to grow stronger. The words from the book echoed over and over in her head and her eyes grew a bright red, flickering and flashing. A small smile, one that was almost as wicked as you could possibly get, danced across her lips. They hurt Sir Integra, and for that they would pay... Not only from her, but from Oni as well. So he was in some DEEP shit. Her smile widened. She didn't want to be considered weak; she didn't want to be considered a lower level than anyone else. She shot her head up as a ball of energy shot through one of the trees so fast it fell over and shook the ground beneath her. The black ball of energy rushed back towards her and hovered in front of her before it shot through another, and another, and then another.. Until almost every tree around her was nothing but mulch.

She blinked and the black ball of energy disappeared into nothing.

Walter nodded and stood; oni disappeared and reappeared beside Seras, "blowing off steam? You should save it for the enemy the battle is getting closer, I can feel it in every bone, focus Seras and you will to, attune yourself to the energy of the world and then go just beneath, there you'll find it, along with more power, be careful however when you do se it, you may have to fight."

Seras looked over to him, her eyes still glowing with an angry radiance. "...So did he give up?" She asked; though she was angry, her voice was soft. She sighed. "I can already feel it, Master. I have felt jolts of it since last night. I just never knew it was this close."

Oni laughed, "Iie, he lives, Seras we all have a moment when we loose ourselves, don't judge him to harshly, he's losing what he was and becoming something different, and transitions are hard. As for your abilities I'm impressed, are you ready?"

Oni nodded "then close your eyes, focus let your mind your thoughts flow upon the world and become one with it, then go deeper, I shall be your guide, fear not I shall catch you if you fall."

She turned to face him and bowed her head a little bit, closing her eyes. She took a small breath and focused as much as she could and soon, it was like she could hear everything, even the beat of the Earth as it turned. Something twisted up around her, like a warm breeze almost before she started to get a little lightheaded. She went deeper and the dizziness grew worse. It was like she knew something was there, but she couldn't reach it yet and each time she tried to, it got farther and farther away. She clenched her fists as images and overwhelming feelings traced through her body -- images of blood, and feelings of both hatred and fear, images of a dancing darkness, and feelings of pain. It was like she had escaped from her body and went into another world not of her own.

Oni smiled and joined her bringing her focus and sharpening it, "your doing well, its a lot the first time you do it, your sensing every human on the planet right now, as well as every living thing, I call this place the life stream, but you have to look lower, beneath it." as if on cue a large black door appeared with the symbol of Oni's seal upon it, "I can only show you the door, it's your choice."

Oni looked to her as she walked in, what could be seen through that door it was as a black whirlwind, in the center was a dark pit with the center of pure light that shot upwards through the center of the tornado, "that is your target, the light, and the darkness you are to become grey, to stand between them, to hold the line, within yourself and against the darkness."

Seras looked to the whirlwind and her eyes narrowed. Without hesitation, she listened to his instruction and stepped into the whirlwind. She closed her eyes and took a breath before her body shot violently straight. She closed her eyes tightly, a slight wave of pain moving through her. It was hard, hard as hell... but she managed for a few moments. The light and the darkness seemed to pull at her from every direction, the darkness pulling more than the light. Kind of like demons and angels in a game of tug of war. The darkness and the light started to conjoin, but it was shaky.

Oni watched what he knew would happen unfold.

as if from a mirror another Seras walked forward, "Oh your such a good little pet aren't you, yes master I will master, I don't want to become a monster... please help me master, Your pathetic!" The dark version of Seras stood wearing all red, weather that was from the color of dress or the amount of blood could not be deciphered, she licked her elongated pointed fingers her nails were almost more as claws. "You've never tasted his blood after he turned you have you, you should its delectable, and then that wench Integra's blood is even more tasty, its the purest thing you'll ever taste and you'll find yourself keeping her alive just to have more and more, its too delectable." she laughed a hideous sound that shrieked through the night.

Seras's eyes shot open and she turned to face the other side of her that she hated. She looked into her own crimson eyes. "I don't want to become what we hunt. If I ever became a monster, I would have no hesitation of killing myself." Her eyes grew hard. "I have tasted the blood of a human, and it was the best, but the worst feeling I've ever had in my whole existence." She knew this was the darker side of herself, and she knew that part was within her and would eventually, no matter how hard she hated would come out sooner or later. She could feel a rush of cold fly up her spine and a wicked smile traced up her lips but she shook it off. The smell of Integra's blood had bothered her enough.

Seras' evil side smiled, "Oh that little guilty feeling, I had that too then I realized all humans were scum, and they all deserved to die, what are humans greedy filthy little pathetic excuses of life, they're cattle, were the wolves, its how it was meant to be, and its how it is, you know that too, the humans you command into battle... you know you're envious when ghouls take their blood, it comes out as anger but that's only because you didn't get to have it... your a killer and an evil thing, what your precious master says "her voice changed into a incredible likeness of oni, "I am become grey darkness tempered by light steel tempered by flame," she laughed again her voice now back to normal, "Bullshit! There is no grey and there is no good, just different levels of evil, and I think what you're doing is the most evil thing of all your breaking from your nature and from what you are." she smiled and a bound Integra appeared by her, she had several bite marks on her neck and she looked pale, "Don't you get it even her she's just sticking up for the rest of the morons, she could rise above it and become more but she refused. Oni refused to make her and so I killed him took his blood and had her for myself, don't you want a taste?" Integra looked to her, "Seras you have to help me give me a weapon, and ill kill this wench myself," she winced in pain as the dark Seras slapped her and bit into her neck, after a moment she pulled away fresh blood covering her face, "don't you want some, your master knows how good it is." She smiled as she slashed into her neck sending blood splattering over Seras. "Go on taste it, become more powerful, I grew more powerful and called a true vampire back." Alucard stepped forward, wearing all black, "having fun my wife?" He smiled devilishly.

Seras closed her eyes, her thoughts being flooded by these words that was echoing into her head. It was almost like she was being suffocated by her words, suffocated by the smell of her blood. She winced as the blood splattered across her face and she looked up, her eyes meeting those of Integra's. She tried to tell herself that this wasn't real, but God… it smelled like it. Her eyes flashed with rage, flashed with lust, flashed with everything you could possibly think of. The problem was she didn't want just a little taste. She wanted the whole goddamn thing. She stepped forward, her eyes growing with that primal and demonic glaze.

She pulled Integra towards her and looked down into her eyes, leaning in with a smile on her face before throwing her behind her and kicking the Evil Seras in the face. She was kicking herself but she didn't care. She growled and grabbed Alucard, grabbing his arm and throwing him into the air just as a huge black ball of energy flew towards him with a speed unmatched and a rage behind it that not even the devil could muster. She grabbed up the evil Seras and threw her fist through her chest with a wicked grin. She turned, without even looking at the damage she had done. She smiled, panting… the smell of Integra's blood still getting to her. She stood before her, her shadow pouncing upon the fragile and bound figure. She stepped forward once again and closed her eyes.

The figures dissolved away, all but Integra who was bleeding, profusely, by the looks of it she would probably die, the evil Seras had done far too much damage, Integra looked to her - her eyes meeting Seras's.

Seras's eyes grew wider and wider each moment, each second that she heard that heartbeat echo in her head. She stepped closer and closer before she was upon Integra… only a foot away. Her lips opened slowly, showing those hungry and lusting fangs that wished to rip through her flesh as well. She kneeled and pulled Integra closer to her, and pulled the ropes from her wrists and ankles. She had to fight with herself, on a level unknown to man to stop herself from ripping through her neck. "Sir… Integra…" She could barely speak. "You have two choices. You've already lost too much blood," she said. "You will either become a ghoul, or... you will become one of us." Her grew distant and she lunged forward, pinning Integra to the ground. She panted and looked down into her eyes. "MAKE YOUR CHOICE!"

Integra nodded and disappeared, the light grew brighter and the tornado disappeared.

Seras pulled back and sat on floor quietly for a moment. The blood was still splattered across her face until it slowly faded away like it was never even there. Her eyes were closed and she forced herself up, still taking a few deep breaths. Was it over? She didn't even want to look, her luck it wouldn't be and that evil bitch would be standing right in front of her. She found it kind of ironic that she was calling a part of herself an evil bitch.

The light glowed pulsing as an item appeared, it was a triangle small but held 3 wires and it held a small fragment of something ancient, when it approached Seras it glowed with a blue white light, it stayed in front of her, "Seras open your eyes." Oni's voice reached her as he landed on the platform.

Seras opened her eyes slowly and looked up to see the bright light and looked over to see Oni. She blinked and forced herself to stand. She took a step towards him and looked everywhere else but his eyes. She had thought she had failed miserably and was awaiting a lecture of the high heavens.

Oni looked to her approaching her, "The triluminary is given to those who are become grey, do you remember the song that filled the Hellsing house when the brothers attacked? I will tell you the songs translation

The mouth of the just shall meditate wisdom

And his tongue shall speak judgment

Blessed is the man who endures temptation

For, once he has been tried

He shall receive the crown of life

Oh, Lord, oh Holy Fire, have mercy

Oh how sacred

Oh how serene

Oh how benevolent

How lovely

Oh lily of purity

Oni smiled, "this was a trial, if you were not tempted, then there would be no point, to be tested, to be bashed against the rocks and still stand strong that is the true test of anyone, man or vampire. Congratulations, Entilza Seras Victoria."

Seras blinked and stepped forward, was he serious? She blinked and almost immediately those feelings of insecurity disappeared as quickly as they appeared. She gave a small smile. She actually did something right for once. She looked up into his eyes. "...Thank you." Her smile widened as she ran those words over in her head. That was temptation alright, and to tell the truth, she had almost lost to it. But she fought it with all of her strength. Giving up was never an option.

Oni nodded, "indeed, take it and lets go." He vanished and his eyes snapped open, she had done it, resisted what the void had and came through it in fine style, she was ready now, he had done what he had promised and now she was ready to fight the darkness.

Seras smiled and reached up to grab the object. She smiled and held it in her hand as it glowed with radiance. At that moment, her eyes shot open and she was still standing in front of Oni, still outside, and it was still her in hands. She took a deep breath and almost fell from loosing her balance, all that lightheadedness and dizziness suddenly, all at once, came back to haunt her.

Oni looked to her catching her as she slipped, "That was very draining, you need rest," they teleported to her room and he lay her down on her bed, "sleep well Seras." He smiled nodded and then left the room. He appeared beside Integra and couldn't help but watch her sleep and smiled thinking that this was nice but knowing that this was the calm before the storm He could feel it, this one was made from the dark continent, and he was using his forbidden arts to raise an army, the entire S.A.S. party, he could feel them as they were turned into freaks, and because of the method used, he would have limited control when he got there, for oni too had ties to that dark place, "we walk in the dangerous places no one else dares, we stand on the bridge and no one may pass, we live for the one, we die for the one." He looked over to Integra knowing this would be very hard on them.

Seras smiled and placed the object on the table across from the bed. Her eyes led her towards the bucket of blood on the table as well. She took a breath and walked away, laying herself back down on the bed. She curled up slowly as the top of the coffin closed slowly. She gave a small smile. This night had been both the worst night in her life and maybe even the most intelligible. She closed her eyes and softly went to sleep.