Amen :: A Hellsing Tale :: Part 15 :: Millennium Weapon

The night was cool and crisp, as you raced on through the darkness. Your hair was wiping all over the place, but the only thing that mattered to you was to get the damn mission over. Being the Major's tool wasn't a walk in the park, or a joy ride either. He used and abused you, making you do ridiculous things just to prove your loyalty. But no matter what he did to you, you stayed strong, hoping that somewhere, Pip and Alucard were on their way to come a get you.

It had been two weeks since you had first met the major, and things had only changed from bad to worse. Every day he had you placed on a steel table and had horrible experimentations done to you. And every night, he gave you strange and cruel missions to do. Like tonight for example, you and the female Nazi Rip Van Winkle were going to capture a group of missionaries for Dok (The Doctor), so he can then place FREAK chips into their systems.

"This shouldn't be too hard," Rip said with a grin as the two of you drove on into the night. You remained silent, not caring what the Nazi gunwoman had to say. She looked over at you and grin again. "Still the silent type, hmm? It seems zat Hans has rubbed off on you."

Her cackle filled the night air, making you grit your teeth in a mixture of anger and pain. You hated Rip, and all of Millennium, and wanted nothing to do with the group. But you had no choice, you were officially a Nazi pet. No matter how hard you tried to escape, they would always find you, and beat you even more the before. You felt completely alone and abused, and extremely helpless. There was nothing you could do. And besides, you were in the depths of Brazil, where the Millennium have been hiding since the end of World War II. Although you had been here numerous times for expeditions, it was still a foreign land to you.

With a sigh you looked out of the tinted window into the night surrounding you. It was a beautiful night, unlike most of the others you had seen the past few weeks. So much had happened to you in those weeks; none of it good. Since you capture, you had become a Nazi dog, being forced to obey the rules and orders of the Nazi group, Millennium. If you did something wrong, even thought of escaping, the metal clip on your neck would electrocute you until you stopped. You looked down at the uniform you wore, and cringed at the sight.

You were wearing a Nazi uniform.

As the car came to a stop you grabbed your rifle; a musket similar to Rip's. It had been given to you by Schrödinger, a young catboy who was created by Dok. He was a nice boy, and even though he was a devious trickster, he treated you like a friend. The rifle was once his, which surprised you because it was bigger than he was. It was given to him by Dok, but since the rifle was too much for him to carry or use, he gave it to you. He was the only person who actually talked to you and was not so bad to hang around with.

"Remember the plan, Hellsing?" Rip asked in a sharp tone as we got out of the car. You gave her a glare when she wasn't looking, but nodded when she turned to you. She went over to the trucks that had pulled up behind us and greeted her team. Playing the plan over and over again in your head, you made your way over to doors of the building, and waited for Rip to join you. When she got to your side, she grinned and patted her beloved musket. "Let's do it."

Pip's POV

We sat in the bar drinking and chatting our plans over, wondering when the hell we would be getting home. I sat at the bar surrounded by my men and Seras by my side, praying to God that nothing terrible has happened to Victoria. We had traveled so far to find and rescue her, but we weren't getting any leads. I took another sip of beer as Seras sighed and buried her head into her arms. I gently patted her back, hoping to make her feel better, but knowing it wouldn't do anything.

"Where can she be?" Seras moaned, sitting up straight. Her eyes were blood red with worry and she looked ready to collapse. "I miss her so much!"

"I do too," I replied, bringing back memories Victoria and I shared. It hurt to think of her again, but it was so hard not too. As Seras and I began to think back on our friend, the room became dead silent. Turning around we both saw what the men were staring at. Two people stood at the doorway, covered by the shadow of the moon. Behind them, hundreds of other people with shields came up to the door. As the two leaders walked into the bar, I could see their figures; they were both women. The army walked on and stopped right behind them; their shields reflecting on the lights above the bar. From the reflections, I could finally see who the women were. One I couldn't recognize, a tall woman with long black hair and wide glasses, and carrying a large musket. But the woman beside her, was a woman I knew all too well.

It was my girlfriend, my lover, my best friend…Victoria Hellsing. And not only that, but this time, she was wearing some sort of Nazi uniform.

I stared in shock at my girlfriend, not able to move a muscle. Something was different about her, but I just couldn't place it. She was still drop-dead-gorgeous, maybe it was the fact that she wasn't smiling like she always did. But I couldn't blame her, she must have been through so much.

Wait a second, why is she pointing that gun at us?

"Victoria!!" Seras shouted, jumping up from her bar stool. But Victoria didn't return the happy greeting, nor did she smile. Instead, she pointed the gun right for Seras, and pulled the trigger.

Seras's scream filled the bar and echoed through my head. I stared in disbelief and horror, not wanting to believe that Victoria would have done such a horrible thing. Jumping down from the bar stool and running to Seras's aid, I found that she had been shot through the chest, and the bullet had gone all the way through. She was gasping for air and crying all at once, looking at Victoria.

"W…w…why?" she stuttered, blood spilling from her lips. I lifted her off the ground and placed her on a table, calling over our doctor of the group. As he tended to her wounds, I turned to Victoria. She was turned away now, talking to the army, who in turn began to walk towards us.

"We are the from the Millennium," Victoria's partner said in a German accent. "You will be taken to our headquarters now to be changed."

"Changed into what?" I demanded, stepping up to the woman. Victoria turned around and faced me, a stern set to her features.

"I'll be asking the questions, Captain," the woman said sharply. She suddenly snapped her fingers and dozens of men were upon me in seconds, dragging me to the ground. The more I struggled, the more they pushed, and I soon realized that I couldn't win. Before I knew it, I was being hoisted up and out of the bar, and thrown into a cage being pulled by a truck. Soon my men were thrown in with me, and the cage was shut. I pushed my way through to the cars and screamed out into the night air.

"VICTORIA!!!!!"

Back To Your POV

You hated yourself for shooting Seras, but it was what had to be done. If you didn't shoot her, Rip would, and that would definitely kill her. At least with your shot she has a chance of living. As you finished getting the men into the trucks, I heard a scream coming from one of the cages.

"VICTORIA!!!!!"

It was Pip, you knew his voice anywhere. As much as you wanted to run over to him, as much as you wanted to save him from what was to come, there was nothing you could do. And now he probably hated you for what you had done, but what could you do? Sighing; you went back into the building and went to Seras. She was lying alone on a wooden table, drenched in her own blood. As you made your way over to her, you could hear her desperate gasps for air.

"V…V….Victoria?" she asked, reaching a hand out towards you. Walking up to her but avoiding her hand, you leaned down to whisper something in her ear.

"I'm…sorry, but…it had to be done," you stuttered, feel bolts of electricity shoot through your body. Cringing in pain you backed away, and ran back to the car. Just as you were getting in, you heard the sound of struggling.

"Victoria! What the hell is going on?! What's the matter with you??" you could hear Pip shouting. Slowly turning to look at him, you saw your boyfriend clutching the iron bars, a look of pain stretched upon his face. Your eyes met his, and a bolt of pain shot through you. Frowning and shutting your eyes, you got into the car beside Rip, and ignored the rest of Pip's cries. It was a painful thing for you, but you had to avoid him; it was for the best.

Seras's POV

She shot me! Why would she do such a thing? I was hurt and confused all at once, and I didn't know what to do. Pip and the Wild Geese were now gone, and I was left alone. But suddenly Victoria appeared again, whispering something to me. I could barely hear her; all I could make out was, "I'm sorry". But as she said that, I saw bolts of electricity surrounding her, and I could see her pain. I was so confused and alone, and I needed to get out of the place quickly and get back to Hellsing Manor to get backup.

Master…

What is it police girl?

It's Victoria, she…she…

I'll be right there

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