Chapter II

Seras POV

~10 Years Later~

It had been 10 years since I had last been in contact with anyone from Hellsing, and if I was to tell the truth, I didn't really miss it as much as I thought I would. I've never been able to truly taste the freedom that came with being an immortal until I was dismissed by Integra.

With these years I had finally found a life outside of Hellsing: I had freedom, I had power, and I had my Childe, Izaiah.

"Master." His soothing tenor wrapped itself around my body.

"Yes?"

I turned around to see him walking towards where I was atop a mountain in Aosta Valley, Italy. I could sense his calm and felt myself feeding off of it.

When he planted himself next to me, I scooted myself closer and gently rested my head against his left shoulder. He made me feel at peace with just his presence.

"Master-"

"Hmmm?" I hummed.

"Today's our anniversary."

I started to play with his shoulder length hair, combing through his long raven locks. They were so similar to Master's...

"Is it?"

"Mhmm."

His answer rumbled in his chest.

"What would you like as a gift?" I asked offhandedly, still distracted by his tresses.

He grinned.

"I'd say a kiss would suffice."

I quickly snapped myself back from going off to Seras-Land. I could feel his molten gold orbs focus on me but he laughed as he pointed to his cheek.

"Just on the cheek?"

He nodded and I felt myself calm.

"Just on the cheek," I repeated, more as a reassurance to myself than as a reminder of where to kiss.

Growl.

Growl? Where was that sound coming from?

Snarl.

I ignored the feral sounds in my mind and scooted even closer to Izaiah. The kiss was quick and fleeting and, when I was done, he ran his long fingers through his hair and smiled.

"Thanks, Master. I know I ask for a lot but you're so fun to tease."

I felt myself get flustered but tried to reply as calmly as possible, "N-Not at all."

My answer hung in comfortable silence until I broke it minutes later.

"Hey, Izaiah?" I could feel remorse bubble from the pit of my stomach as I felt every year on this day, and, as if he already knew of my unease, he once again evened his tone of voice.

"Mhmm?"

"I'm so sorry for killing you." I said, folding into myself.

"It's okay, Master, it wasn't your fault." He soothed, trying to comfort me.

I looked up at him.

"You say that every year but it is my fault. I couldn't control myself at the most crucial moment. My Master's voice...It just wouldn't get out of my mind and I didn't know how to control my impulses. I should've been able to. You shouldn't have to stay with me for all of eternity."

Izaiah wrapped an arm around my shoulders and looked up at the sky.

"No Master, it's what I wanted. I am glad to have been able to offer you my life and even happier that I get to stay beside you for an eternity."

I smiled.