Seras and the vampire Hans. Both high ranking undead, and hans had the firepower advantage with his dual Lugers and steel saber. Seras had three spare clips for her Walther, but had already drained her current one. She ejected her empty ammo and slid in another six shots. Bloodlust had begun to overtake her. She grinned a vicious smile as instinct took priority over reason. A wind blew through the tropical forest and delivered a harsh cold reserved for the dead of night. The sky's color grew darker, and soon all the light in the world shifted past the horizon.
Bang. The first shot went off, and the fight began.
Alucard had carried the doctor back to the outskirts of the village and had taken refuge in a partially burned hut. Alucard had propped him up against a wall, then taken a seat and waited. Nightfall was a pleasing sight.
Around twenty minutes later, the doctor began to stir. He moaned as his body registered the shot in his shoulder.
"Good evening." Alucard said lazily.
"Amy...where-"
"The police girl went after her. She has been fighting rather well."
"Why 'cough' aren't you with her!"
"The police girl will protect herself and your companion. There is no need to waste time on prey that cannot return a punch."
The doctor regretted not using the TARDIS, but he wasn't sure he really wanted the priest to learn of it. The less who knew, the better.
"Get yourself cleaned up. It's almost time for the bar to open."
"Hmph. Can't even put up a vittle vit more of a fight? Zey overestimated how dangerous you really are girl."
Seras gritted her teeth in anger. She had already reached her final clip and not landed a single shot. While Hans had fell back into the shadowy jungle surrounding the clearing. He poked out only to fire a couple rounds at the general location. The freak was still carrying a dazed Amy over his shoulder as well, blocking any shot to his upper left torso. But that left only one hand free to fight with.
Hunt like a vampire.
Her master's voice rattled in her head. She could see past the darkness, but the trees around her were so dense. A rustle in the leaves wasn't enough to go on. If she could lewar him out for just enough of a moment, she could shoot his legs and impare his movement. How though? A thought occurred, and it might work better than anything else.
"You fight like a bloody coward. Are you afraid of me?"
"Afraid? AHAHAHA! Of you? You zeem to forget that not a single bullet has even touched me!"
"Oh so impressive. If you really want to prove yourself take that sword and stab me dead!"
She threw down her pistol and stood her ground with her fists raised.
Hans realized that it would not be much of a story if he brought this girl down simply by bullet. So he slowly stepped out of hiding and into the battlefield.
"Ready?" Seras asked.
"Certainly." He replied tossing Amy aside and drawing both his pistols!
"I couldn't risk hitting your head from out zere! Now I'll blast zat heart to hell and slice your pretty little face off! Such a prize will earn the respect of ze doctor. Maybe even ze major!" He aligned his pistols and uttered a fairwell quote:"Farwell Macheden!"
He had already begun pulling the trigger, when suddenly a half woken Amy rose from the ground and tackled him. He grunted and flung her aside, then turned back just soon enough to Seras's knuckles coming at him. Vampiric speed had it's advantages.
WHAM!
Her fist struck him like a piece of hydraulic machinery, dislodging his jaw and shattering this lower row of teeth. As he stumbled back trying to recover, he realized he had lost two very important things. The lugers had been wrenched out of his hand and were now being wielded by the grinning police girl. Seras then took her new toys and jammed the barrels into Hans's eyesockets. She made a feint growl as her fingers slid back on the trigger. Two simultaneous cracks echoed out, signaling the end to the battle.
Seras's eyes faded back to blue and she collapsed, exhausted by her ordeal. Amy crawled over next to her and they both stared into the sky.
"We should be getting back."