Chapter 7: flawed combat training

"She catches on quick," Thought Dayne as he watched Seras play the game as gracefully as a musician, while leaning back on the couch like it was a spa treatment. "It's like she's a natural born gamer, I've never seen fingers move that fast since my brother played guitar hero on expert." Standing behind her he thought of doing a little something just to mess with her. He reached out his hand and put it on her head before messing up her hair.

Seras gave Dayne what was supposed to be a light elbow to the stomach but to Dayne it was more like a freight train impacting a Sedan at fifty miles per hour. Seras simply then shook her head to get her bangs out of her vision. Okay time to go, save the game and turn it off said Dayne as he got up off of the floor to grab his car keys. Aw why, pouted Seras? Hey, don't you go acting like a two year old in front of me, joked Dayne! Okay but seriously why, asked Seras? Because you need combat training and I have to instruct you with a firsthand demonstration. I'm perfectly capable of handling myself in a combat situation, insisted Seras. I believe you but that's not my choice to make, replied Dayne as he took the controller away from Seras and saved the game before turning off the console.

Fine said Seras as she crossed her arms over her chest, closed her eyes and stuck her nose in the air, but you'll have to carry me. Her little pose looked cute but she was also getting on Dayne's nerves. He pointed at her with a frown, okay now you're just being childish. No, said Seras, I'm being serious. Dayne's left eye started to twitch in annoyment as he stared at her in awkward silence. After many long moments growling random words under his breath Dayne went over and scooped the vampire's beautiful, slender body into his arms.

It was very strange of a sight walking outside while cradling her in his arms. Almost all of the civilians had stopped what they were doing outside and looked as the odd couple made their way to the car. Seras made a light purr as she nuzzled her head against his chest. She wasn't trying to be childish, she just liked how it felt when he held her so close. She was always alone in her life until she met Pip. But after he was taken from her she was left alone once more to cry all by herself. But when she met Dayne in the weird way that she didn't know how it even happened, something told her by the way that he held her in a firm grip told her that he cared about her safety.

"Ugh I wish she would stop doing that, it makes my insides feel all fuzzy." Dayne walked her over to the passenger door and opened it with a free hand as he tilted Seras' body to where she leaned against his shoulder. He quickly dropped Seras off into the passengers seat of the green two door Acura. There you go you're royalty now put you're seat belt on unless you need help with that to. Seat belt, whats' that, asked Seras with a grin on her face? Dayne glared at her, put on you're damned seat belt.

Dayne put the gearshift in reverse and pulled out of the driveway. Wanting to listen to some music he turned up the radio, It started playing What is Love by Haddaway. Dayne hastily switched stations only to have the next one play Buck Cherry's crazy bitch. Dayne and Seras' eyes widened at the sound of the lyrics. Fuck it I'm plugging in my MP3 player, said Dayne as he took out a small black box and plugged it in to a cassette tape inserted in the tape player. Dayne started moving a small thumb stick on the box and found a song to play. Slipknot's Before I Forget. Seras liked the song considering she would much rather be listening to this instead of a song about some guy getting screwed.

They stopped outside a medium sized building where there weren't many cars except for a military APC. It was a cloudy day with small beams of sunlight peaking through holes in the gray bulbous clouds. Seras put her gloved hand over her heart. Pip's blood gave her an assortment of new powers, she was thankful for the ability to walk in direct sunlight. For weeks since she had been employed without a salary to the Hellsing estate she had wanted to walk in the sunlight. She wanted to so much that that's probably why they locked her in a coffin on the trip to Rio De Janero. Pip was the only one who protested while Alucard sat on the lid enjoying her painful cries from claustrophobia. C'mon captain Bernadette don't you think you're defending her a little to much, I mean she's just a girl, said one of the Wild Geese members. Hey fuck you she deserves better than this, yelled Pip. The police girl can handle herself for one day in a coffin said Alucard with a usual sadistic grin on his face. Hey fuck you to, why don't you call her by her name, unless you don't take time to check up on the definition of NAME, returned Pip. Her name is police girl because she is a coward who refuses to drink blood like a proper vampire. I've seen plenty of cowards in my career and I see no cowardice in her eyes, in fact I think she has allot of guts to refuse to drink blood especially when it was a direct order from you to drink it. You people should all respect her more for what she does for us cause no matter how much of a French pervert I am, I always know to respect a woman when I see one.

Pip really stood up for her allot no matter how much he was harassed by his squad mates about it. He literally died for her to show that he loved her. Hey! HEY! Snap out of it! Seras woke up from her daydream to find herself walking with Dayne up to the building. He was holding her hand tightly, Seras pulled away. You need to make up you're mind, said Dayne confused by her quick actions. They walked up to the door and Dayne held it open for her. Um thank you, said Seras shyly. I would always respect a beautiful woman like you said Dayne as he gave her a warm smile. Seras blushed and scurried in through the door. She's so cute when she blushes thought Dayne as he watched her go through the door. "She just warms my heart."

The building was more of a gym than a training facility. Men with bulging muscles filled most of the weight benches, a majority of them lifting three hundred pounds or more. there was a back room for target practice. in the middle was a sparring ring. The wall even had racks lined up with practice swords and wooden replicas of those rifles with the chainsaw bayonets. Seras walked over to a free weight bench and picked up a barbel weighing three hundred fifteen pounds of iron with one hand and started lifting it like it was no heavier than a piece of paper. Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked and the cute blond vampire. Dayne walked over to Seras and tried to take the barbel. She isn't going to hurt any, SHIT! The barbel dropped to the floor and nearly pulled Dayne's arms out of their sockets. Grunting he picked up the barbel slowly, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, making his way back to the bench, which was only a few steps, Dayne hefted the barbel onto it's resting place. He panted, his face dripping with sweat. He pointed at Seras like a bad puppy and said no touch, still panting in deep heavy breaths.

He grabbed her by the wrist and dragged her to the firing room. Okay, started Dayne, firing practice. He picked up a pistol and quickly removed the clip checking how many rounds were in it, loaded it back in the hand gun and with a satisfying click he cocked the slide. Standard Army M9 92 FS, he took quick aim and shot two cardboard cut outs through the heart in a second before twirling the pistol, tossing it into the air, and catching it by the barrel and offering it to Seras. She took the pistol and in a second shot the same two targets through the heart and the head. she started to twirl the pistol to be cocky when her finger accidentally pulled the trigger and she shot herself in the gut. You forgot to put the safety on, said Dayne mildly aggravated, but I'll give you an A plus for marksman ship and timing. Seras whimpered, the bullet's impact still hurt. Oh fine I'll get the bullet out, the leaned her against the wall and lifted her shirt up just a little. At least you're wearing a bra, now I'm not as embarrassed to do this. Seras blushed lightly. Okay silly, grit your teeth. He gently stuck his index and middle fingers into the gunshot wound, she had quite a bit of blood spilling from it. Herc! it stung enough for Seras to tighten her hands into fists. Okay I almost have it. He slowly took out his two fingers tightly holding the bullet, he tossed it aside. He looked down noticing he literally had her blood on his hands.

Um do ya guys need any help? Dayne turned around to see a short stocky redneck of a soldier standing in the doorway. were fine get the fuck out of here. The redneck shrugged and left. Dayne got up closed and locked the door. This is gonna be really quick. Dayne pulled a small pocket knife from his left pocket and flicked it open. Dayne what are you doing, asked Seras miserably. Helping you, replied Dayne. he took the knife and slowly make a small cut on his wrist. Dayne I can't said Seras startled. You need to or you're wound wont heal, yelled Dayne weakly. Seras had no choice, it was either bleed out or drink blood to heal. She took his wrist and sucked on the cut, lapping it with her tongue. She only wanted to take a little but hunger overwhelmed her, she kept licking the wound while covering it with her mouth. Dayne was getting weak he saw her eyes turn from they're blue to a bloodthirsty red. With a weak effort Dayne pulled away. The wound on his wrist closed up from the saliva in Seras' mouth. The wound on Seras' stomach closed up as well, but she was still panting and whining, vampiric instincts begging for him to feed her more. Her eye's were still red and her pupil's dilated. No stop, exhaled Dayne, I..can't give you any.. more.

It was to late, she was fully enveloped by her vampire side. Like a bolt of lightning she leaped onto Dayne, pinning him to the ground. She sniffed his neck, or more in particular the blood flowing through his jugular. Dayne tried to fight back the tears, I.. I'm not g..going to f-f-fight you. If its m-my blood you really n-need then I d-don't b-blame you. He arched his head giving her a clear chance to strike and drain him dry."I'm not afraid to die for you Seras," thought Dayne behind tears of a broken heart. She was inches away from biting down, with her fangs fully elongated. Suddenly she stopped, the real Seras Behind the crimson eyes of fury sensed every part of pain and sorrow in his body. How he was giving it up to her without a fight, how it would have been so easy to kill him and tear him to shreds of meat and bone. Above all, she sensed what hurt her the most. She sensed his heartbeat, only it sounded hollow and broken, she had broken his heart with her action's. Noooo! Seras kept screaming, she threw her body off of Dayne's and twisted violently clutching her head with both of her hands, Her eyes were wide with horror as they kept flashing from blue to red and back. She threw herself against a nearby wall and slammed her head into it at an alarmingly, violently fast pace, creating spiderweb-ed cracks.

NO! NO! NO! NOOOOOOOoooo! Oh god what have I done! Seras' screaming slowly ceased into sobs and loud whining moans. What have I let myself become, screamed Seras, her sobs echoed throughout the darkened shooting range. Dayne felt it was all his fault, he dragged himself over to her, his legs wouldn't move from being in shock at the time. He wrapped his arms around her upper body, not only to keep her from hurting herself, but to comfort her. he brought up his left hand to pat the top of her head. Shh there there it's okay Seras, everything will be fine. Seras only looked at him her whole body shook from a cold feeling. No it's not okay she said sobbing, it's not okay. Dayne only Held her deeper in the embrace to try and calm her down. He started to hum One by Metalica.

That's the seventh chapter, I was wondering if people who have been reading this story so far could post fanart cause I thought there might be plenty of stuff to make good pictures from, but that's the readers decision, I hope everyone enjoyed the chapter. THANK YOU!