Side note: Many thanks to Royal palm tree and Mistic Monk! More randomness ensues.

This really isn't so much a continuance as another ficlet dealing with a similar plot thread. E.g. deals with Seras-wolf.

Mission 3

Part 2

The hallway echoed her panting. Her heavy breathing bounced into the darkness and resounded in her own sensitive ears. In her teeth, carefully hanging was a bobbing treasure. She had employed several of them and now there was only this sole one left. Seras had just to escape the menace at her back. Then she could reevaluate her situation and create a new plan of attack. The silence was thick and empty, but in her head, Seras was laughing hysterically.

The grin quickly fell though at the rumbling growl that surfaced not too far behind her. Seras flitted down the next hallway to the left, then the right. Seras's three red eyes widened when she found herself at a dead end. Her head turned to glance over her shoulder and she flinched.

"Seras…."

Her master's face was ghostly white, even more so than usual. His crimson eyes were wide, dark and dangerous. He was dripping from head to toe, completely soaked. Seras-wolf shrank back against the stone wall. She blinked sadly and whined softly, her precious treasure wiggling from her closed mouth. She bowed her head and kept her eyes closed.

"Give it."

Seras whined again. Alucard was pissed. His voice was raspier than usual and contained such a dark, violent pique to it.

She didn't know what she had expected. How was it not going to make him angry? She smiled remembering his shocked expression. He had been leaving Integra's office already quite perturbed, but that had not put her off. She had been scheming for little over an hour and she wasn't going to quit now. It wasn't easy to tie water balloons with one's teeth after all, especially if said teeth are half an inch long and razor sharp. Walter had deemed himself her assistant.

Especially when he had walked in to find her standing on her hind legs at the sink, front paws splashing in the running water, her coat dripping, and pieces of ripped colored rubber in her teeth as well as around her on the floor. His help was the reason why she had any balloons at all.

Seras pouted, but tossed her head and released her last balloon. It bounced precariously and rolled uneven across the floor to Alucard's feet. Seras lay down and exposed a bit of belly, showing her submissiveness. Alucard seemed to simmer a little before he picked up the balloon and grabbed Seras off the floor by the scruff of her neck.

Seras didn't bother looking up. She knew by his posture that she was going to get it. There was no way he was going to her get away with this. Seras slivered slightly. How was she going to pay for her little trick?

Alucard phased from the depths of the basement and into Seras's sparse room. She was now sitting next to her bed. He had just turned and left her there without a word. Seras somehow knew though that she was supposed to stay. She didn't want to tempt his ire anymore than she already had today, she so stayed. Still, he'd just dumped her on the floor and phased back down to where they had come.

Seras looked around her room curiously before hopping up onto her bed and curling up. She had gotten a bit wet throughout her play, but her hair was so short it'd dried quite fast.

Her thoughts began to wander and before long Seras had drifted off to a dreamless sleep.

Seras yipped. She twisted off her back to her stomach. Alucard now looked down at her disdainfully from his seat on her bed. He'd pushed her off!

Seras grumbled a growl, which only made a sculpted black eyebrow rise in response. She sat up slowly, testing the waters and trying to gauge her master's mood. He had changed from his usual clothes. Couldn't he just regenerate his clothes- why didn't he just revamp them so they were dry? Did being wet really bother him that much?

Alucard was poised, arms crossed and one leg over the other. The one foot dangling was bobbing slightly in the air, as if in annoyance. His suit was slick and fit him well. It was black, close fitting, with ornate bone buttons. The jacket fell to just below his buttocks and buttoned up from an inch above his belt buckle to right below his collar bone. It had large, thin lapels with one white flower in the top button hole. The buckle was silver and carefully shined. It had an engraving, but Seras didn't pay it any mind. The pants were straight and tucked into his calf high black riding boots. His hair was short, choppy, and fell over one eye. It was like it had a mind of its own.

Really he looked quite dashing. His long, lithe body was both skinny and muscular. His pale skin was also complemented charmingly by the sheer contrast of color. Seras moved to put her head on his knee and he let her. With a roll of his eyes and a deep intake of breath, he laid a hand on the top of her great head. He ruffled her ears a little bit before standing. Alucard kneeled to her level; red eyes met each other with different expressions. One was stoic while the other curious and cautious.

"You're not getting off that easy, Police girl."

Seras's eyes widened. She was slightly shocked, but she had known that she would be reprimanded. Even more dominantly though was her curiosity, wondering what he had in store for her.

"Master…" Seras panted, "Master…what…"

Seras's voice was nervous as she spoke in her own mind, knowing he would hear.

"Quiet Police girl. This is the only way to do it."

She would normally have quieted at that, but his huge grin kept her nervousness from settling. She squirmed, uncomfortable.

Alucard had dragged in a coffin that he had leaned against the wall. She hadn't noticed it before, but her master had stood from his kneeling position and then began fussing with it. It had been there, casually leaning in the corner behind her door, as if it had always been there or was meant to be there. Alucard easily hefted the weighty thing with one hand like it was a chair or something. He fixed the stand so that it'd be off the floor. Normally there was a built in platform, like there was in his room, but the stand was easy to travel with. Once it was set up, Alucard had pointed for her to get in it.

So, Seras was now perched inside the simple cherry wood coffin. The problem was that Alucard was hanging strings of garlic around her neck with one hand and holding his nose with the other.

"Master isn't this supposed to hurt vampires?"

Victoria was worried. In all those old Dracula movies, garlic, crosses, holy water, etc. were harmful to vampires. He hadn't seemed so concerned with the garlic, but the holy water he began pouring over her, he was careful with.

"Silence Seras Victoria."

Seras immediately shut up. When he used her actual name, she knew she was pushing it too far.

"But Mas-"

"What do you think 'holy water' is?"

Seras paused and thought about it.

"It's purified."

"And what does purified mean?"

Seras didn't answer right away, so Alucard continued on as if he'd never expected an answer.

"It's clean. Some Judas priest waves his hand over it, says a prayer, and now, magically, it's supposed to injure vampires?"

Alucard glared and Seras's jaw snapped shut. Not that she would've said anything out loud anyway; it was just a habit from being in her human form.

"You should know better. You are of my blood, a prayer from a peasant priest would not wrinkle our skin, nonetheless burn it. It takes a much powerful force than that Police girl."

Alucard poured only enough to leave a quarter of an inch in the bottom of the coffin. He was grinning like a madman obviously thoroughly enjoying her fright and trepidation.

Alucard eyed the blonde wolf speculatively, frowning for a moment, "Don't believe stories Police girl. Besides, this is only enough to weaken you, not hurt you."

"Why would you want that Master?" Seras blinked.

Alucard held back a sigh and Seras knew she'd asked something obvious. Suddenly a light popped on in her head.

"So I'll change back! I guess I'm not strong enough to do it by myself."

"It's a wonder you didn't lose yourself to the wolf."

"The wolf?"

"Your instincts, Police girl."

Her mouth formed a small 'o' which was quite entertaining to see since it raised her jowls and poked out her lips.

Seras laid back down at her master's command. She had been prepared to jump out of the sight and smell of holy water. It was strange, but she could tell the difference. It smelled a little hotter, like it had pepper in it or something, but there wasn't. As if it contained an inherent heat, most likely due to the purification.

Seras tilted her head and looked around the coffin. Then she flicked her eyes to her master. Nothing was happening.

Alucard tapped a finger on his chin and a devilish grin spread his pallid cheeks. Then he elegantly and swiftly clambered in beside her. He scooted her over and rested easily on his side. The coffin was cozy and easily large enough for the both of them. Of course it would've been more comfortable with Seras's claws and bulky body. Even if she was lithe and graceful on her feet, she was still a mammoth of a body.

"M-master?"

Seras was glad to be a wolf right now because if she was in her human form, her face would have been beet red. Alucard ran his long fingers down her frame. Along her spine, over her shoulders and down her back. Seras felt her body start to shake. She didn't know if it was because of her master's light ministrations or the cold water she was sitting in. Her eyes widened. There was a ripping sound and Seras found herself engulfed in the familiar darkness.

Seras stirred slightly and her eyes flickered open. Her body felt like molasses. Every limb weighed three times what's normal. Seras groaned softly and shifted her head from its tucked position near her chest to a more comfortable position. There was a crinkle near her nose. Eyelids lowered, Seras glanced up only to find a small pile of blood packs. She frowned, but grabbed one.

"Changing must take a lot of energy…"

Seras stared at the red plastic bag bitterly. She then tore the top off with her teeth and pulled the straw out far enough to reach her mouth. Seras collapsed back against the padding of the coffin, finding it the most wondrous, cozy thing in the world right now, and took a tentative sip. Finding her thirst suddenly ravenous, even if she wanted to try and deny her hunger, Seras wouldn't have been able to do it.

Seras tossed the last pack onto the floor, uncaring about the mess she was no doubt making. With a contented sigh, she relaxed and scooted around, finding a good position to sleep in. She was going to be out for awhile after this.

"Pretty comfortable…coffins," Seras mumbled sleepily.

She didn't see the amused pair of eyes floating on the wall behind her, next to her single bed.

"We'll have to get you your own coffin then, Police girl."

Seras's eyes didn't even open. She simply turned over and muttered in her sleep. Seras slept well, without tormenting dreams, because for once she wasn't starving herself and had learned something new. Her master had riled her to trigger the change, but also he was capable of riling her. She smiled contentedly. Her master was absurdly handsome, but also such a mysterious creature.

FEED ME! This will be revisited. Maybe next chapter even…I'm thinking of another scene with the geese. Some of Millennium should be entering the scene too.