Seras opened her eyes. Her lids were heavy with drugs. Where was she? She lazily scanned the room. Not her room at all, she had woken with no covers, apart from what looked like an uncomfortable hospital gown. What was going on here? It was pitch black, she couldn't see a thing hardly in the gloom. But underneath her she felt padding, and on her back as well, she was sat up. But as she struggled to lift her arms she discovered she could not, they were heavy like iron and a clinking sound hovered to her ears. Her arms were chained, knowing this to be reality when she pulled on them, they would hardly move. She tried moving her legs to the same effect. Her breathing rapidly increased, struggling to keep calm. Where was she?

Tears appeared in her eyes as the memories flooded back, flashes of what she did. The rending, the tearing, the blood. It had felt so good….she truly was a monster. But was she to blame? Really? No…It was the Vatican, it was all their fault, she had had enough. Hatred for the Vatican bubbled in her veins. She HATED them! They had taken Alucard away, her life, her family, she felt numb. And now she was little more then a monster. If that was her fate she would accept it, what else did she now have in this world.

"Seras? Are you awake?" A voice pieced the gloom. Seras looked up, a door creaked open on the other side of the room. Light reaching into the dark room before being gobbled up by the gloom. The voice belonged to a man, she couldn't tell who it was as he shut the door behind him. "Now, now Seras. Are you going to be a good girl for me?" Seras was thinking, what the hell by now. Was he talking to her like a child? "I'm here to give you your medicine." She could hear the man get closer. No, no more medicine, no more injections. She would be damned if she let him, and them do anything else to her. She pulled on her restraints. They didn't budge. The man was now just inches away from her. "Stop struggling." He said. But she was no longer listening. Then as he realised she wouldn't give in a piece of cloth covered her mouth, the fumes filled her nose and mouth as she inhaled the drug. Making her woozy once again.

Alucard sat in his dark room, he couldn't see a thing in the darkness of his room now. And had to borrow a lamp from Walter. He felt so weak and useless. The light lit up the room, but it made his room seem different, not his own. His coffin lay on the ground but it would be impossible to sleep in it now. The jet black coffin lay on the floor, taunting him. He read the words on the coffin, they were always there, but he never actually read them anymore. They read:

'Hermes is my name

Eating my wings to make me tame.'

He was tame now. Too tame.

"I no longer have any wings." He spoke to himself. But then something seemed to hit him in the back of the neck! It felt like a bite, an insect perhaps. He slapped the back of his neck to find nothing. But then an image flashed before his eyes. A padded room, blackness….a man. But then it was gone. What was that? A memory…no, nothing like that happened to him…

For just a second a wave of ice filled her senses, shocking them awake. Even with the drug in her system. The man poised the needle above her arm but stopped. Even with the cloth over her mouth he looked up to see her staring right at him. He opened his mouth to speak, but the woman with now crimson orbs stopped him. Out of the shadows a black clawed hand reached out and snapped the syringe in two. Before clawing at his face. Seras pulled at her restraints with renewed vigour. But they held, they hissed as she realised they were pure silver. The man had already ran away, he leapt across the room and out again, she heard the door click. Locked. But as soon as she heard it her strength failed and the shadows disappeared, leaving her wondering if it really happened. The gloom of the room reappeared, its dissipation for a few seconds now returned. Blindness returned.

Alucard felt like a wounded animal, he couldn't do anything anymore…what was he supposed to do now. What if his powers never came back? Live as a human? Urgh, he'd kill himself before it came to that. Alucard automatically used his mind to summon his clothes, but nothing happened...

"Aaargh…I have to manually dress myself?" he moaned. Before getting up and moving to his closet, opening the doors. He wanted to wear his black suit, but there was nothing in here! Just cobwebs and spiders, not even moths existed here. Alucard sighed… knowing he would have to do with the white shirt he wore and black pants.

He couldn't stay here forever; he would go mad…well again. He snickered to himself.

Alucard decided to go for a walk, he opened the door to his room to walk out into the darkness of the corridor…it was blinding. He couldn't see past his own hand, having human eyes was pathetic. He sneered. Struggling to see he managed to see a light at the end of the corridor tunnel, a door was left open. Whether it was open on purpose for him, or by accident, he hoped it was the former then the latter. He struggled toward the light, his hand never leaving the wall for balance.

Integra scanned the letter she had received from her Vatican informer, it seems something wasn't quite right. And not everything added up. If Seras was dead, then where was her funeral, and why were more guards lining the base of operation in Rome. It was just a suspicious report, and the informer would look into it more before any conclusions were reached. Integra couldn't help but think that maybe Seras was alive. But she didn't want to raise her hopes, and definitely not Alucard's. It would crush him. But at least she could keep a secret from him now; he couldn't just delve into her mind whenever he wanted to. But that was not really a good thing, he felt so useless, not from their link, but because she knew he did.

Alucard managed to find their way toward the light at the end of the tunnel, he pulled open the secret door to his domain and out into the corridor, where it was fully lit and he could see. It was a posh mansion looking corridor with paintings lining the walls. Just as he shut the door behind him a group of the new Hellsing soldiers, the mercenaries passed him. They jogged passed and gave him a fearful nod. Whether they knew or not he couldn't guess, he wasn't used to reading body language any more. But one stopped, a man with a patch over one eye and a long orange-ish braid with the captain of the squad hat's on. A cigarette hanging out of his mouth. Even though their lifespan is so short, they wish to kill themselves earlier by smoking harmful fumes and drugs? He didn't understand these humans.

"Hey Alucard." He remembered the mercenary now. It was Pip, Alucard was in charge of showing them what a vampire could do after the attack on the Hellsing mansion by two freaks thinking they could take out Hellsing with a ghoul army and be heroes. It didn't work to say the least. But they had managed to kill off Hellsings army, so these mercenaries were hired. "Are you alright?" Pip asked, waking Alucard from his private thoughts, he was still way taller then the man. But Alucard didn't feel like talking to him at the moment. "C'mon you look like you could talk to someone." He was half right, he wanted…needed to talk to his Seras. But that was impossible. Although the thought of her sent his blood boiling.

"Leave me alone!" Alucard yelled in anger and lashed out. Swinging his fist straight for the man. Pip had surprise on his face, but he somehow ducked out of the way and retaliated, whether on instinct or feeling, but he swung a fist back and connected with Alucard's chin. Their strength was more equal now, and the force of the punch swung his head around as blood spurted from his mouth and he hit the floor.

"Oh my god Alucard! I'm so sorry!" Pip blubbered out, his face bright red. He just floored Alucard! Pip lent out an arm to help him up…but Alucard saw something behind Pip…blackness appeared on the wall at the far end of the corridor.

A portal like the ones he used to make appeared, and out jumped a black wolf! Identical to the hell hounds he used to control! Pip didn't seem to notice this at all. Even when the corridor darkened and the lights flashed with effort of staying on. The wolf charged down the corridor until all of a sudden it jumped up onto its back paws and continued to run, morphing as it did so. Soon Alucard looked into the eyes of…Seras! A crimson eyed fanged Seras ran straight for Pip and plunged a hand straight into his chest!

"I said do you want some help? Earth to Alucard." Pip spoke. Alucard woke from his daze and stared at the man…was that a dream? The lights were on, no darkness and Pip was clearly unharmed… Alucard began to laugh.

He laughed at himself and what he saw. Holding his head in his sorrow he couldn't help it. Pip pulled his hand back and stared in both confusion and fear… "Err..I'll be going now…" He spoke before running off down the corridor following his men. Tears streamed down Alucard's face, as he held his hands to his face. The laughing continued.

Alex woke up from his position on the chair…what time was it? He looked over to the bed..Seras was…gone! His eyes widened in panic. Where was she?! He shot up off his chair and looked around the room.

"Doctor!" he yelled, hoping to attract attention. Sure enough the man who had treated her earlier rushed in.

"Yes?" He calmly spoke. Alex gave him a look like knives.

"Where is she?" Rage filled his voice. He wasn't going to lose her, he promised not to let her out of his sight.

"That is a need to know basis, and you don't need to know." The Doctor smirked at him.

"What!?" Alex was furious, how could this doctor talk to him like that? How dare he? Alex pulled out a sword and held it at his throat. The Doctor's eyes went wide with fear.

"You-you are a paladin of the order, you cannot do this!" He stuttered. Alex bared his teeth, but he was right. He withdrew his blade and stormed off. Not noticing a young member watching this from just outside the room.

Walter was just about to get a blood pack from the cooler when he stopped himself…no he couldn't have that any more. Not that he wouldn't try…but it would make him sick. Walter scanned the contents of the cupboards and fridge to try and find something he could eat. Alucard would have to learn to chew again to have most food…until he spotted something. Tomato soup…that might do. He smiled to himself and pulled out the tin. Then a pan and set it on the stove. Thinking that he should warm it, slightly uncertain what he would prefer, but took a chance and poured the soup into the pan.

Alucard stumbled into the library, he never really reading, but he felt more at ease as he sat in the leather chair that belonged to Integra. The smell of books surrounded him. But soon there was a knock at the door. Alucard looked up from his musings.

"Yes?" the door was pushed open. By none other then Walter. His monocle reflecting the light in the room.

"Aaah there you are, I was looking for you." Alucard smirked at his old friend.

"Whatever for?" Hoping he wouldn't notice the wiped off blood on his chin.

"Why, for your dinner." Alucard looked over hopefully, but then sneered at the smell. A sort of soup…no blood.

"Walter.." He began. But Walter walked over to him carrying the tray, it held the brightest red soup he had ever seen, almost crimson, with a glass of red wine. A small vase with a rose was on the tray as well. Alucard sat still as Walter lay it on his lap. The smell of tomatoes wafted up to his nose. He sighed.

"I can't eat this." But Walter only smiled.

"Please try sir. You have to keep up your strength." With that he bowed his head in respect and left. Closing the door behind him. Not used to even holding a spoon anymore he picked it up, he quickly figured it out. Like riding a bike. He placed the spoon in the bowl and mixed it around, delaying actually eating it, even though it was going cold in front of him.

Integra looked at the urgent message given to her by Walter, he gave her the paper and then proceeded to stand by her side. She opened the folded paper and saw the message had been wrote down from perhaps a phone conversation.

It read that the informer had found out that there was a very good chance she was alive. Alexander Anderson had acted as if she was alive and the Doctor who had treated her must know her whereabouts…he acted as if he did. Integra smiled, so maybe there was hope after all, but should she tell Alucard? She didn't know if he was still bound to her or not. And wasn't sure whether to risk it.

Seras felt a pang of anger as she looked at the dark door, her thoughts of burning and killing the members keeping her awake as her eyes were threatening to droop. She couldn't fall asleep, what if they came in? That thought also woke her further, the anger and fear fuelling her. The silver chains felt like they were pulling her down.

What time was it? She couldn't tell in the gloom, but wild strength filled her veins, forcing her to pull at the chains. Blonde hair sprouted from her skin, fanning out into fur, her nails grew into claws, Seras knew what was happening, she couldn't stop it. Maybe she didn't want to. Maybe she could have her revenge. Froth built up in her mouth and down her chin as she struggled within herself, the gown ripping as Seras plastered an insane smile on her face. Little Seras was going home, she wanted to see her family, she wanted to rip them apart like a good little girl. (AN: Yes Seras is very close if not already lost it.).

A roar erupted from her frothy mouth as her muzzle cracked and elongated from her jaw, sharp canines forming from her human teeth. Her crimson eyes became bloodshot and crazy as she stood and pulled at the restraints, they strained to keep her down, and they bit into her skin causing blood to drip to the floor. Only succeeding in enraging her further. The chains creaked until she heard a satisfying snap, falling forward as she lost her balance. But quickly recovered, and the regenerator part of her quickly took care of her wounds. Her size quickly grew to that of a true werewolf, at least seven feet tall. Her ears picked up sounds from outside the door, muffled voices in panic. Their fear and blood sang to her, the singing was so loud! She couldn't stand it anymore. Seras as the creature she now was charged straight at the door. Bashing straight into it, it didn't budge. She savagely clawed and howled at it, demanding that the infernal door let her pass. But it didn't. It stood silent as ever. Seras balled her paw like hands into fists and banged at the door, each one sounded like bone grinding upon steel. Blood ran down the door as her skin was broken on her hands and knuckles, but each time she retracted her hand it healed instantly. To let the onslaught begin anew.

Alucard stared at the now cold soup, he couldn't eat it. He sipped the wine, but it tasted awful, so he left that as well. Putting the tray on the floor next to the chair he lounged back in the chair, the smell of leather and old books filling his weak human nose. But then that same pang hit the back of his neck, this couldn't purely be a coincidence! Feelings of pain, sadness, fury and rage filled his senses, but these feelings were not his own. He opened his eyes and saw darkness, then blood. He saw rather then felt powerful arms and hands repeatedly smash against the door. Again and again. Dents appeared in the door as a bloodlust grew, he felt a familiar presence, like before he was changed into this miserable human creature. The darkness and madness that came with it.

"Alucard?" A voice woke him up, he shot opened his eyes, he was on the floor. Looking up she saw his master Integra. She stared down at him in slight confusion.

The same ice cold wave hit her senses once again, and once again a blackness encircled her on the floor, what was it? But she watched as her body continued attacking the stubborn door. The inky blackness ran up along her body covering her fur, dying it black. The blackness spread up along her body, the feelings of hatred and rage seemed to enlarge and now control her mind. Madness leaked in the edges of her mind, she could hardly control herself any more. Some how the blackness was making those feelings worse, the darkness had now covered her entire being and now all she saw was red, a crimson view of the world. Like a bull it only served to enrage her more. The darkness pushed at the door with her, and the added strength caused the door to buckle, the blood covered dinted door began to strain and fail. Suddenly the door broke! The door fell to the floor with a crash, revealing a dark room with lights lining the ceiling. Creating an eerie glow, but apart from a table with two chairs, one fallen on the floor and one pushed back to the wall there was no one. On the table was a half played game of cards, perhaps poker. But she didn't care, all she knew was that it had taken too long to get out. The guards had long ran off, leaving her with a bitter taste in her mouth.

The smell of fear was still present in the room, well; she'd just follow them and make sure they didn't live to see tomorrow, for what they did to her. What they all did to her!

Seras whipped her tail and fell onto all fours, like a demented greyhound she ran, her great muscled arms seamlessly letting her run. The air snapped past her but she never felt it, the oily substance on her fur and skin blocked out both the cold and any warmth, as well as enhancing her negative feelings. With a crazed look in her eyes she ran down the corridor. At the end of the corridor was an elevator, not a normal one, but one you'd expect in an underground mine, the metal bars visible and the far wall, but the elevator itself was gone, already gone up with it's passengers, they may have hoped to trap her down below. She glanced at the button to call it down, it was bashed and broken, Seras growled. She wouldn't be stopped so easily, stepping into the actual space of the elevator she looked up. Darkness was above her blocking her view….but slowly her vision unclouded, it was still red, more crimson by now with bloodlust. But she could see as if it was the middle of the day. The elevator shaft was high, too high to see where it ended. But there at the top somewhere was a light now, just shining in-between the slit where the elevator ended and the new room. Seras tensed and bent her knees, before being let go like an arrow from a bow, she flew up with more power then even a werewolf should possess. But even that great leap did not get her even half way, when she was beginning to fall she reached out with her great clawed hands and gripped the iron and steel bars of the elevator shaft. Then slowly began to pull herself up. The iron and steel strained under her weight, but they held. She was nearly there when she began to hear voices once again! The voices reached her brain and sent a shock through her system, egging her further, to get there faster! A mad look of glee crossed her face as she climbed now, it didn't feel like her anymore. More like another persona, but she didn't care.

Integra looked over to her phone as it rang, the button flashing madly on the device wanting her to pick up. Walter's eyes shifted to the phone and back, wondering if she was going to pick it up, instead of stare at it. But he smiled when her daydream was broken and returned to what he was doing when she reached over and lifted the receiver to her ear.

"Integra speaking." A slightly panicked voice reached her through the machine, the boy who was the informer from the Vatican.

"I-I don't know how but…" He spoke, quavering slightly, Integra heard shouts and muffled noises through the phone as if people were rushing around behind him.

"Where…?" She was about to say where are you. But was suddenly cut off by a blood thirsty howl. Her blood froze. What was that? It was so…inhuman.

"Integra! I'm right at the elevator shaft, I was about to go down." Integra heard someone yelling at him in the background, but the boy ignored him, this needed to be reported. "Seras was down there! They were holding her captive. And now I see why…she's…" But he was cut off. Another howl broke through before a roar and the line went dead. Integra's face went white.

"Sir?" Walter spoke. Noticing her face. "Have they found Seras yet?" He asked. Integra slowly placed the phone back on the desk. She sat there staring at the phone and was slowly breathing in and out. Then a look of the same sharp steel woman once again flooded over her face, it always did in these situations. Last time was the attack by the Valatine brothers.

"Get a plane ready, we are going to the Vatican headquarters." Integra stood up from her chair. Walter bowed slightly.

"Yes right away sir." As Integra was about to get ready with her military looking uniform with her swords and guns she also shot Walter another order as he left.

"Find Alucard and bring him with us. He may not be the vampire he was, but he may know what is going on!" Walter raised a hand in recognition as he rushed off.

Seras savagely pushed against the elevator above her, opening the gap between the elevator and the floor wider. A roar left her jaws as she did so, putting the effort into her feat. Her claws pushing against the elevator, until suddenly it gave way, the elevator was raised above her head and she pushed herself in head first. The blood and froth dripping from her fangs as she did so. In the room were men stood around. They suddenly held their guns up, all the men were Vatican members and one at the back seemed to be speaking into a phone. But one of the men near the front turned and smacked him, the phone dropping to the floor before the same man stamped on it. The fear and anger shining in his eyes as he did so. Before shoving a gun into the hands of the young looking lad. Then as she raised herself higher the rain of bullets was loosed from their guns. Ripping through her face and fur as she continued climbing up. But the bullets did not hurt, sting slightly, before regenerating immediately. Which only served as an annoyance then fear of the bullets. Seras pulled the rest of her massive body out of the elevator shaft, the actual elevator on top of her moving as she did, until she was fully out. The bullets still slamming into her, but to little effect, this evident in the faces of the Vatican members. Then suddenly the elevator lurched, creaked and fell. It fell like a dead weight to the ground far below. A loud crash and the telltale smell of fire and smoke letting them know it had landed. The monster that was Seras lurched up onto her read legs and dove for the men just ahead of her. The fear on their faces as they paled at her charge, but they had no time to run, just to die. Seras opened her gaping maw and chomped down on the man's head; taking it with her and ripping it clean from his shoulders. Blood exploded from the man's neck, the blood raining down onto her fur. She felt another bullet catch her in the head and shoulder, stinging as it regenerated. She couldn't take them both out at the same time, but then suddenly, as if her body had heard her thoughts her shoulders shuddered and morphed into the heads of two gigantic wolves! But Seras dismissed this and gorged herself on the flesh and blood of the dead man. As the head's growled and howled as they bit at the air trying to get free, then they were, they charged out over the ground as they leapt for their own prey. The men died just as quickly as they were practically eaten alive by the black wolves. Blood spread out along the floor, flowing like a river, sending Seras to become entranced even more, and with the wolves now totally separate from her body they danced along the floor covered in blood drinking in every drop. They were beautiful, but Seras didn't know where they came from.

AN: and I'm going to leave it there. Next chapter nlightnd! Mwahahaha!