Chapter #12: The day all went wrong.

"Aaahhhhh!" Inés couldn't help but scream out in pain as her blood coated the polished floor beneath her. They had shot her in the leg so she couldn't run. Seems she ended up with the only clever villains who thought before acting and they didn't look as if they would tell her any of their evil plans either. In fanfiction the main character was always saved at the end of the day by Alucard or in other cases, Seras. She really hoped it was the latter; she had no intention of facing that asshole right now. So she needed time, she couldn't defend herself nor call for others help but she could hope. As much as that pained her deep in her pride, she would just hope for now. That train of thought didn´t last much however, and vanished as soon as she felt her leg go numb and practically useless, which made her fall promptly.

She was tired. Tired of this situation, tired of this universe and just tired in general. Her breath came out in short, heavy pants which became increasingly fast with each one she took. She had proved herself useless in this fiction world, failing to protect herself over and over again. She had been licked by a creepy dude, twice, taken hostage by a vampire only to end up being kidnapped by humans (if she could call them that) afterwards; she had fallen multiple times and she had been hurt by a bullet and insulted by a bishop. All of that, however, paled in comparison to her actual situation. Now, she was being threatened by freaking Nazis who had yet to say why they were doing it on the first place. Excluding, of course, the fact that they were evil Nazis. Inés wanted to cry out of frustration, she really did, when the pressure of the recent events suddenly was coming down upon her shoulders and heart. She wanted to be far from danger, far from vampires and, over all, far from Alucard. She bit down hard on her lip to keep herself from shouting and decided to ignore the pang of pain that rose in her chest at the memory of the vampire King and focused instead on the sudden pain that began to spread from her stomach. Everything stood still around her and for a moment she forgot how to breathe as warm blood blocked her nose and she gagged trying not to choke on it. The teen took a shaky breath through her mouth after what she felt was an eternity and finally let the tears she had been holding seconds ago run free down her pale cheeks. Slowly, her now wet brown eyes met the Doc's as her bottom lip started to quiver when she registered the smoke, her own hand coming up to rest on the spot of the fresh bullet wound. As darkness began to creep at the end of her vision and black dots danced before her eyes she could only think about how much she wanted to go home, back to her boring but safe live. She was going to die, of that she was sure.

"Now, little one, you understand that we can't let such a marvelous opportunity escape us" The always happy major said, drinking the last of his coffee with a crazed look. "You appeared just in time. We thought we would have to stop now that we came this far. You see, SHE isn't of any use to us anymore. Long gone and useless" A sad frown overtook his face in mock pity.

The frightened teen couldn't say a word nor move as her blood kept pouring out from her stomach, through her shirt and glove, staining her hand and the floor beneath her. Inés didn't have the strength to press on the wound anymore and to be fair, she didn`t care about it either

"Maybe if I die here, I'll wake up in my world". Her hopes were interrupted when she watched wide eyed how the Doc pulled out an empty syringe out of his bloodied pocket. On the distance and over the deadly silence that was present in the room, fast steps were heard approaching, which made the fat blonde Nazi's grin ever wider before her.

"Of course you won't live to see it, but that is just a little mishap we shouldn't need to worry about. After all, SHE was already dead when we took her. And worked just fine" He finished with a childlike joy in his voice. Clear excitement written all over his face.

"M-Mi-...na." The withe clad doctor was mere inches from her when he abruptly stopped. The smiles fell for a second only to be replaced by more sinister grins. "Mina Harker" Inés finally said between ragged breaths. She was finding breathing a rather difficult task by now and the blood, now sliding down her chin, kept gagging her. They thought she was the same as her? That she had Alucard's blood in her? She knew she should panic or at least be afraid but she found that she was too weak already to do any of those things.

"Indeed, miss. Now if you please, I need to take a sample" He commented casually, his weird glasses reflecting the moonlight, giving him a more menacing appearance. Or maybe it was just her and her now fading vision.

CRASH!

Before the tip of the syringe could touch her skin, the door was blown up sending one of the guards flying towards the window which broke with his weight, a bunch of glass pieces flying across the room. The other had his throat cut in a matter of seconds. His blood painted the nearest wall with a spray of red as his body landed lifeless on top of the Doc. He quickly freed himself tough and, with a scowl adorning his sharp face, he took the delighted major with him and fled the place through the broken window as fast as they could, not looking behind. However in their place came a bunch of soldiers quite similar to those who had just been killed.

"Just, where did they come from?" Among the chaos of the starting battle, she could make out the silhouette of a tall and strong body with a long coat. Squinting her eyes she focused in his broad shoulders and short hair. Her eyes were still blurry for the lack of glasses but the shape they could make through the dust was definitely not of vampiric nature as the sword wielding figure launched at the uniformed Nazis. She felt more blood pouring out of her and her previous injuries and adventures finally took a toll ok her. The young girl slid down the wall. She was going to die, of that she was sure for no human could sustain such wounds and survive much longer after. Inés wondered again if she would die for real or if she would come back to the real world to discover this was just a bad dream; because the more time she spent in this little adventure, the more she believed this was a nightmare and not her wish. A sparkle of light flashed through the midst of gore, a small sword sank with a loud crack into the stone. The Spanish recognized at last who it belonged to.

"Anderson...?" He wasn't supposed to be here...this soldiers weren't supposed to be here. Her presence was changing things. She was still awake, she knew that. But she couldn't feel anything and for once, she didn't want to fight back the tiredness that overcame her. She was tired...tired and heartbroken...Tired, heartbroken and dying.

"Aye, lassie. Don´t you die on me yet, I have some questions myself for ye". Despite all the chaos and death surrounding the teen, a small laugh like sound left her unmoving form. It sounded more like a tired groan, but it was enough for her unusual rescuer to know she was still alive.

Unusual…and unwelcome, for as much as she was grateful for the help, Anderson wasn't known for his kind ways towards those who weren't on his side. It was unimportant though, unless he could (and was willing) to share some of his regenerative powers with her, Inés wouldn't be able to answer anything from anyone ever again.

It was during this train of thought that some kind of buzzing noise made itself present among the shouts and moans of the battle still occurring before her. At this point, the young girl was amazed she could still pick up sounds at all but thinking again, maybe it was just some signal of her imminent demise. Didn´t they say you went numb when your time comes and you lose all feeling? Perhaps this was it. The buzz however became more persistent with the second and as the last soldier fell and the silence reigned once more in the room, she could see through her glassy eyes Anderson's bayonet being replaced by a phone. The words were drowned and the images became blurry so she didn't make out what was being said nor done from that point. Everything was a mix of moving colours, with one huge growing dot of blue. Cold hands, or what she thought were hands started moving her, but soon stopped and were replaced by some sort of cloth which was then firmly pressed against her wounds.

"-n't-ve" The blue spot was trying to say something. "y-r-bleeding" Ah, that she knew, she was bleeding and quite badly may she add. "I'll-dge-you" He what? Well, no matter what he said, she was going to find out soon.

Anderson was slicing through the fake vampires with ease, they were no match for him, he didn't care for them. No, his mind was on the heavily wounded girl behind him. He has first seen her on that cursed street where he had been hunting monsters and heathens; she had appeared out of nowhere: a flash of light and she was there. His curiosity has raised then and he had planned to speak to this strange woman, but then that filthy Hellsing pet had stepped out of his dark hole and had taken her. Next time he saw her was in this same museum and she was wearing Integra's organization uniform. Was there any possibility that protestant order had something to do with this? He was sure they were not above using sorcery, they already worked with vampires. Anyhow, he wanted answers and he wouldn't have them if she died.

Finishing of the last freak he finally acknowledged the ringing device as he turned to the young one, and made a face when he saw the shape she was in. Enemy or not, it pained him greatly to see a child hurt. Maxwell wanted him back, the meeting had ended. He sighed, pocketed his phone again and approached the teen. He tried moving her to put her on a table or on a more comfortable position, but he soon discovered that was a bad idea so he instead took out some bandages and pressed them to the wounds.

"Don't move, you are bleeding. I'll try and bandage ye". He was just finished with the more lethal ones when the annoying buzz came again. Growling under his breath at his apprentice made boss, he stood up from his crouched position in front of the girl and took off with a sparing glare towards her. With a lot of luck, she'll survive. "I'll come back for ye" Inés was left alone once more, but at least, she wasn´t bleeding as profusely as before. Her eyes searched for movement on the room but they found none, everyone was gone or dead and there she sat with a bunch of vampire Nazi corpses and broken furniture.

Step.

If she could move she would have jumped.

Step.

He was coming back. So soon? Damn it. She wanted to, at least, die in some relative peace.

Step.

She closed her eyes. Was she going to be kidnapped again? How many hands was she going to be passed through before this nightmare ended?

Stop.

"I leave you alone for a second and this is what happens?" that voice was so deep…actually it was too deep to belong to her priest hero. "Do you like being in danger? Maybe you do and you are more stupid than I thought" It also sounded like the person was…angry? Frustrated? It definitely didn't sound good. The voice went quiet after a moment. Maybe they were gone too? They had go- "You are dying" It seems today was the day of stating the obvious.

In an instant, in some part of the blurred world that was her vision, a bright red glow appeared, followed by a low growl and a hand latching itself around her throat. Warm liquid flowed into her mouth.

"Weird. I believe I was spitting blood, not swallowing it" And with that last thought, the hand released her and Inés fell forward. Out of consciousness and into the arms of a rather pissed of Alucard.

"Bring her back alive no matter what indeed"

Väl Apple here! Informing from the Välcave.

So...Three years. Tree excruciating years. I can only say I'm sorry for the long delay. Stuff happened in my life, I know you don't care to know and I'm to lazy to explain so lets just say my inspiration is back for this story and here you,ve got the next chapter.

Thank you to all who are still reading and waiting for A trip between two worlds, thank you for all the favs anda follows and thank you for all of ypu who are new to this story.

Untill next time, lest hope that is sooner than this time.

Buenas noches (o días, no sé desde donde o cuando leeréis esto). Sigo viva y escribiendo desde mi Välcueva.