CHAPTER 2

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It had been a good week since the General had arrived. He had been instructed under Captain Ferguson with the rest of the men, along with Seras. Sometimes they worked together through the training grounds, sometimes not. With the training grounds, he was only able to use his guns, which all the men were given normal lead ammo. Since silver ammo was not only costly, but only to kill undead. Lead was more common and let's face it, more abundant and easier to buy and blast around freely. Though everyone was instructed to try and use the least amount of ammo possible just in case there was a massive amount of ghouls they were attacking on some mission and ammo was suddenly scarce, theoretically. Unlike the troops using MP-5's and other assault to semi auto weapons, since he was using his magnums, he was given a different time limit. Seras was also given different time limits. A different training regiment was set up a couple days later after the General arrived for them specifically.

Seeing as Seras muttered something about needing sword training classes, and even though Walter knew Alucard knew how to use a sword, he wasn't going to help. So, there was only one other person to turn to since Integra wasn't going to teach anyone. At first, he agreed with the idea, until Integra ordered him to use his sword, when he was training Seras, who was using a normal double bladed steel sword, six feet long with a fake gold cross hilt. Seras balked at the idea as did the General and he refused on the grounds he could kill her by accident. Integra force the issue, ordering him to do it, and to be very careful. So, the training was going very damn slowly. Though she barely felt the weight of the sword she held, the General, who was used to swinging it a lot and fast, was having some trouble since it was a heavy sword and the movements were slow enough to choreograph. At least Integra didn't come out and tell them to move faster thankfully. The General could barely last an hour with such slow movements with his sword. Seras tried not to laugh at his predicament despite how funny the sight of him sweating and trying to continue swinging that damn heavy sword at such slow speeds. She was also, a little reluctant when he got behind her and placed his hands over hers for certain stances and moves when she had trouble copying him. He was very professional about showing her the different movements, swings, parries and block type movements, telling her when to move her feet and where instead of reaching down to move her legs for her. It still made her feel slightly uncomfortable every time he brushed against her back and backside during all the movements he had to physically help her with. Though he was trying his best to avoid doing that she noticed, but part of her was enjoying it. The only time she noticed him being uncomfortable was when he had to use his sword. Anyway, it was so slow of training the General complained under his breath a lot, though Seras heard every word and laughed more than once.

Walter, Captain Ferguson or Captain Gareth ended up supervising any time they were training, to ensure the General was following orders. Integra wasn't all that happy with the reports but didn't stop or interfere with Seras's training. However, Seras should have been doing much better and the two found out, kinda secretly, it was Alucards fault for making Integra order him to use his sword. Why, to make Seras accept what she was and to learn how to use her powers better. Really, she should have learned most of the moves rather quickly and be backing the General into a corner. That wasn't the case however and Alucard was disappointed, especially since she still refused to drink despite his constant ordering. Which was another reason he wanted the General to use his sword, so he might actually injure her making her have to learn to drink. Integra refused to force that issue thinking the General might up and quit. Secretly, she agreed with Alucard that the idea was good, but she refused to force him to train her harder and faster, and Alucard refused to help in any capacity unless Integra ordered, which she didn't.

At least the General didn't complain about training Seras personally in combat tactics, fighting moves and other martial arts. He agreed it would help Seras and since Seras agreed to learn, there was no problems there. She had heard, from the people observing, that Seras had, sort of accidentally thrown him into the wall or onto the floor a lot harder than she meant to with some moves. In many ways, she was still trying to learn how to control her strength. A lot of laughs ensued with the Generals being tossed around, but despite it all, he got up and kept training her. No anger or resentment at all, even after being tossed a dozen times in one week. She hadn't killed him yet, but she had broken his bones every time. Integra could only thank god for the man's Immortality and incredible patience. And every time she knew she hurt him, she said sorry many times, which he would just wave off and they would go at it again. Usually after about an hour or two, depending on how much punishment he took, they would quit because he got too tired from having to heal so much.

One of the other things that happened to also help Seras learn better swordsmanship was to watch Integra and the General spar. That was the favor Walter wanted the General to do. Integra was good with her saber, but she had been learning without an opponent for many years now that her tutor was long gone, having to leave because Integra took over the family business back then. Now she had an opponent and when they first started, she quickly shook her head when he brought out his sword. And none of the other swords in it counted either because they were all to big and would probably break her sword in seconds. So, seeing as he was a very strong man, he suggested they both get new swords for sparring purposes. She used the same sort of saber while he was using a reverse blade katana that though was sharp enough cut, it was dull enough to ensure he didn't end up harming her if he accidentally hit her.

Seras was there the first time and all the times since, but the first time was mostly to watch, the others became training since Integra felt Seras needed to learn. He didn't have his coat on or his suit coat, just staying in his vest, shirt and pants. She was in her button up shirt, which she rolled the sleeves up and suit pants.

"That's not the normal stance with a katana." she stated as she took up her stance during there first session.

"This is my normal stance. The point of which, is you don't know what I might do." he said standing with the sword on his shoulder. "No offense Sir Integra, and I know you have been training for a long time, but I have been doing this much longer than you have."

"Your point?"

"The point in every battle is to throw off your opponents thoughts about you. If I took a stance, you'd have an idea of what I am capable of and I don't want you to know. To be blunt, I could disarm you in a few seconds and take your head easily. Or do some other instant kill attack." he said seeing her eyes narrow. "What I want you to try and do, is try to kill me. Seriously treat me like I am the enemy."

"And if I did manage to take your head?"

"Then I deserve it. My whole life, since becoming an Immortal, has revolved around keeping my head attached during every sword fight. If you actually cut my head off, then God decided to bring me home."

"Very well. I will not hold back."

"Good. However, if you actually get that lucky, try to stop short of taking my head off. I would rather not die. Any other places will heal no matter how hard you hit or how far you go in."

It was one parry and block after another when they began. She was trying everything to get any strike of some sort on him, and yet, his defense was perfect, only because he was not using any offense. Unless you counted pushing her away or countering her disarming attack which usually ended up with her dropping her sword. It at first began to piss her off that she was loosing and she started fighting a bit more wildly.

"Sir Integra." he said rolling their blades together and holding hers against the ground. "You're letting you emotions ruin your concentration."

She pulled back and then came at him, to which he blocked and moved as she rushed past.

"If you are going to keep this up, I'm going to quit."

"Why? Afraid I'll finally get through?" she said rushing forward.

Several easy parries later, her sword was flipped away and stuck into a tree nearby as he had his blade turned with the sharp side against her neck while his face was inches from hers.

"I compliment your skill. You are well trained and with a bit more training, you may actually rank up from sparring partner to opponent. However, if you let your emotions, such as hating the fact you are loosing get hold of you, then all your training is for nothing if you get killed. Face the facts, I've fought in many more wars than you have been alive and many of them involved swords because guns have only been around recently. Get used to the fact that I am much better than you and live with it. I can help you become a better swords woman, so when you do fight a real opponent, you'll know what weaknesses to look for. Understand?"

Since that day, she kept a clear head and did better with his instructions. She even told him a few of his weak points, as to when to attack when it looked like he wasn't open or was actually open. Walter was happy to see Integra's skill getting better and to see Seras getting better as well. He also helped Integra with her hand to hand combat as well, plus doing the same with Seras. Walter, plus both women, could see he was really enjoying the sparring lessons a lot, though more with Seras for obvious reasons. Integra almost tossed him over her shoulder once, but he managed to plant himself in time making it so she only jerked his shoulder and knocked herself to the ground.

On one particular day a couple weeks after the General arrived, Integra left to some hospital to check on another Freak vampire incident. Something to do with some Italian student of some sort that was attending a university in England. One of the Freak chips was in him, but he was currently dead, truly dead since the chip was not functioning.

It was kinda late at night, safe for vampires to be out since the sun was down and Seras was tired so she went back to her room, rather weak from training. Even after all the sword work and the other training with the General, it still surprised her that he didn't yell or come at her in any aggressive way after being tossed around all this time, and for the one time she managed to cut his arm rather deeply during one of the times he didn't have the coat on. She looked up and her eyes changed a moment as she noticed the bucket of ice on the table with a medical bag of blood, making her even more hungry. She shook off the feeling and poured the blood into a white bowl, then sat down grabbing the spoon. After stirring it for a few moments, she shook her head and set the spoon aside. She couldn't do it, so she got up and started out the door.

"Seras…"

She was so occupied with other thoughts she let go of the bowl as he startled her. He caught the bowl just barely, spilling a little over the edge getting it on his hand and coat sleeve, but he ignored it and the memories it brought up of other encounters where he had been covered in blood from fighting other battles that had lasted for hours.

"What are you doing?" he asked looking at the bowl. "If you was coming to, eat per say with me, all you had to do was tell me before you left the training grounds."

"It's not that." she said looking away from the bowl. "I can't do it."

"Seras…"

"I can't." she said walking to the table with her arms close to her body. "I'm not ready. Please don't force me…"

"You know, you're a lot more stubborn than Katerina was." he said setting the bowl on the table and grabbing the napkin to wipe his hand. He ended up having to use some ice to help wash it off better. "Eventually, you will loose control. I never saw it personally, but a blood starved vampire that needs it badly will go into lust so bad it could take several victims or more to stave off the attack. And I know you don't want to do that to anyone. Worse, given enough time, you'll actually start to shrivel up because you're starving yourself. I hear it is very painful then to get blood back into the system of a vampire in that state."

"I'm not ready." she muttered sitting down on the bed with her arms still crossed. "I don't think I'll ever be ready."

"Seras…" he began as he sat down in the chair and leaned forward with his elbows on his knees.

"Please, don't lecture me. If you really care about my feelings, talk about something else." she asked looking up into his eyes.

"Okay. I've got an idea. A way to look at this differently. Just let me say this piece and then you can decide what you still want to do. Please?" he asked holding up a hand.

"Okay." she said nodding slowly. "As long as it is not a lecture…"

"It won't be. Now, your choice to live made you become this. Don't matter what you do, you can't fight it. Eventually it will take you over, unless you learn to control it. We both don't want to see you loose control and do something you'd hate yourself for. Unless it was me you did it to, in which case I wouldn't care. Anyway, you were a cop, protecting the people, the innocent and helpless. Now, you're more than that. A soldier for Hellsing, protecting everything and everyone from the evils out there. Be it vampires, some demons, though I haven't seen any personally for awhile, but have heard they're around still. Werewolves, things of that nature. As a cop, you ate like everyone else through your pay check, which came from taxes technically. Now, that pay check is used on other things, such as clothes and other material objects. And the people out there, though completely ignorant of what is really going on around them, go to the blood banks and give their blood, so others can live. They don't know you and Alucard get some of that blood. Considering Alucard doesn't care as much as you do, being more human still, along with understanding the need to protect people, there is a way to look at this blood in a different light, for you anyway. They give you this blood, which you have to have to survive, in order to keep them safe from those that wish them harm. The weaker you are, and the more you throw this away, you are putting people, families at risk. Including yourself and people around you if you loose control. Do you see where I am going?"

"Yes." she said with a sigh. "It makes more sense to drink with that reason. Doesn't make me feel like I'm taking someone's life to save my own. Along with other reasons."

"I never met your father, at least not that I remember. I tend to avoid the police stations because of my records. Speeding mostly. Some traffic violations as you know. But from what I've seen about you, your parents raised you right. They did a great job. I heard about what happened to you and them and instead of it turning you into some bitter and vengeful person, you turned into a kind and caring woman who thinks more about others than herself. As much as this may hurt, would they want you to do this to yourself? Especially your father, who I'm pretty sure would look at your new situation and maybe say, despite what you are, it didn't change who you are. Not only inside your heart, but your mind as well. And you can do many good things with the abilities you now have. Had it been someone else that Alucard turned, they would probably have embraced their new abilities and ended up more like he is. In which case, they'd be sealed or dead by now."

"You're right. Looking at it that way does help me. Eventually I will have no choice because I will loose control. I don't want to be a monster." she said looking at her lap as she cringed at the thought. "I don't want to be killed or sealed because I lost control."

He gently lifted her head to look into her eyes.

"I'll help you keep that from happening. Other than because I care, but because you master isn't all that helpful."

"That's for sure." she said with a smile. "Thank you."

She got up and sat in the other chair that had been brought in sometime ago. They talked on and off enough that having another chair in the room was something Walter was able to get. She took the spoon and stirred it around a few times.

"Start off slow. If all you can handle is doing a sip, then it's beginning."

He said nothing else and waited, didn't even look at his watch as time went by. Conflicting emotions crossed her face as she stirred it several more times. Several minutes later.

"Well, I have heard you don't taste as much when you pinch your nose." she muttered as she did that with her left hand and took a sip.

He had to bite his lip to make sure he didn't laugh at the sight. It was and it wasn't surprising when she let go of her nose and drank directly from the bowl.

"Feel better?" he asked after she set the bowl down.

"Yes and no." she said wiping her chin with the wet towel instead of trying to lick the blood off. "I want to throw it back up despite how, great it tasted."

"Even though you feel energized."

She scowled as she got up and sat on the bed.

"New subject then. I've always wondered about this picture since you brought it in. They almost seem familiar. Who are these people, if you don't mind me asking?"

Integra and Alucard were having a conversation about the Freak chips and how she wondered how the Freak chips differed from a true vampire in power. She apologized about something she said to him dealing with the said question when he suddenly stood up straighter.

"What's wrong?"

"Interesting. Though I could have really forced the issue, despite the many times I ordered the police girl to drink, she always refused and flushed it down the toilet. The General made several compelling statements, and she finally drank."

"Hmm. That is good news. There is hope for her yet." she said impressed.

"Indeed." he said as the phone rang. "However I doubt it will work in my favor."

"Your favor involves her loosing her humanity."

"That's the point." he said with a evil smile.

A couple people sent by her Majesty came in and informed her about a new development, then they left leaving her in an enraged mood. Alucard left as the two people had came in and he didn't come back. Integra was not a nice person to be around when she was pissed off, though he was nearby if she called for him. The phone rang again breaking her out of a cussing rant.

"They were the squad I was with for a couple of years. Very nice guys." she said sadly as she looked at the picture.

He was seated beside her on the bed, though not touching close. She had admitted to the fact she felt an attraction for him, but she wanted to take it slow. They still hadn't kissed yet either, and she didn't count the hand kiss he did once, and she knew he was waiting for her to make the first step, even if it took years. Technically since she was still nineteen, she was actually very young in the relationship game.

"We were sent on a mission to the town of Cheddar…"

"Wait, Cheddar? I was there. There was a lot of ghouls. The whole village was practically wiped out. My gun got jammed because I shot a ghouls who turned to dust on me and the gun. That took about an hour of work to clean and reassemble."

"Why were you there?"

"Police scanner picked up reports of some officer saying something about walking dead. I came across other officers that had been turned, killed them quickly and was moving on." he said looking at the picture intently. "I'd swear I'd seen these guys before."

"They liked to go to a bar in town occasionally. Sometimes I went with, sometime not. Maybe…"

"I don't go to bars. I avoid drinking any alcohol. Other than when I do the occasional communion in church. Found out very early on in life, alcohol does one of two things. Drink it slowly, I turn into a laughing idiot and sing, or just sing, where I embarrassed myself badly then. On the bright side, no one that saw that display is still alive to tell it. Drink it hard enough, I fall asleep. Tried a shot glass of moonshine once and passed out seconds later only to wake up the next day in jail for being drunk even though I did nothing. I have less than zero tolerance."

"Better those than a stupid drunk that hits on women and doesn't remember last night."

"Very true." he said looking at the picture again. "What division where you with?"

"D-11."

"I came across….oh my." he said sadly. "I'm sorry Seras. I had to kill them."

"What?"

"I heard gunshots and started racing towards the sound. I heard one earlier and managed to save one guy from getting mauled. As far as I know, he managed to get away in time. I came across one guy in these type of uniforms and part of his face was damaged like he got clubbed. I stabbed him through the chest and moved on hearing a girls voice thinking it was a child in trouble or asking for its parents. Or looking for its cat."

"Cat?"

"I heard the word kitten and another gunshot." he said seeing her flinch. "I didn't find anyone though, but several ghouls next to a police vehicle that had that number on it. D-11. Took care of them and moved on. I'm sorry Seras, I didn't know."

"Thanks. But I now know they were already gone. I'm rather glad I didn't have to be the one to do it." she said sadly. "What did you do after that?"

"Found more ghouls, mostly town people and killed them. Heard another gun shot and tried to follow it. Only came across a pile of ash though and a spent bullet. I thought of calling out, but didn't feel like having a vampire attacking me in the open. Several more piles of ash were in the forest, and some ghouls that were still alive, until I got them. More former towns people and like one police officer. Then I heard lots of gunfire. I came across a church that was riddled with bullet holes and lots of ash inside. 13 millimeter shell casings were in one pile close together while there was ammo from other guns everywhere. Someone had left just recently because the blood I found by the altar was still warm and fresh." he said noticing her tense up. "I looked around but I didn't find anyone else or any other dead…..is something wrong?"

"I'm, Kitten." she said wiping her hand across the photo slowly.

"I don't understand. Cute name but…."

"I was that girl voice you heard. The gun shot later, and the blood by the altar. Master had to kill me to kill the vampire. Blew a large hole through my right breast. He gave me a choice, to go with him, or to die right there."

"You were a hostage then. I am so sorry. If I had been faster, I could have saved you." he said with grief in his voice as he rubbed her shoulder. "Had I known…."

"It's okay." she said leaning against his shoulder, startling him. "In many ways, I'm better off. Had you arrived or whatever that would have made me still fully human, I'd still be here. God only knows what I'd be doing, but I'd be here. And probably in therapy."

She started cracking up which made him also crack up. Then the phone rang.

"You…"

"You can. They already know you are with me usually." she said.

"General here."

"You and Miss Victoria get ready, meet Captain Gareth outside. There is a mission." Integra said.

"Yes sir." he said and then hung up. "Mission time."

"I hope we don't have to use swords."

"What's this we? I like my sword." he said following her out.

"I meant me. I'm better with guns."

"And your hands." he said rubbing his back from phantom pain.

"I have not touched that area…oh." she said seeing him rub his back. "Never mind."

"You look cute when you're embarrassed."

"At least you don't try to embarrass me in front of others." she said as she tried to make the blushing go away.

Integra and Walter were walking up to Ferguson, talking about Freaks. They stopped as Ferguson reported that company A was ready and a C-3 was prepped to go.

"May God and her Majesty be with you, Amen." she said.

"Amen." Ferguson said.

"Sir Integra. May I use my own vehicle?" the General asked as he and Seras walked up.

She had a large, normally scoped rifle, broke down in a case on her shoulder while he had his case on a strap behind his back.

"Why?" she asked more out of curiosity than anything.

"We can get there much quicker in it. Saves more lives Sir Integra."

"Unfortunately, your car…." she began.

Two blue lights came on from down the long driveway and got closer quickly.

"I thought you'd say yes." he said moving his hand from his watch. "Sorry."

"I want to know how you did that when you get back. And next time, ask before hand. Do not assume I will say yes." she said as the car pulled to a stop beside them.

"Thank you Sir Integra." he said bowing.

"Walter, send Alucard as well." she said as the two dropped the weapons in the trunk and then got in.

He waited till he was out of the estate before flooring it. The Hellsing A.P.C.s with company A, following along as quickly as it could with Captain Gareth and Ferguson in charge.

"But this mission hardly rates one vampire. And from what I remember of the General's skills. He could possibly do the mission himself."

"The men need experience of their own Walter. Besides, her Majesty gave us very ugly news."

At the hospital, the vampire that had turned the Italian student into a Freak came back to life in the morgue. And he was killing security staff and police officers left and right. He got a sub machine gun and a shotgun from a security locker before moving on. Despite the ammo that ended up hitting him on and off, with each death of another guard or police officer, he had plenty to drink to keep him revitalized. Most of the hospital was able to evacuate in time so any undead were mostly made up of the other two.

Unfortunately, even with his lights blinking like police cars, traffic was still pretty bad. But they made it there and had to wait five minutes for the others to arrive. Seeing as they had made a path through traffic for the A.P.C.'s, they didn't have to wait as long as they thought. The two waited by the front door, thanking god that the attacks were still confined inside. As the troops began filing out, a tall man watched from just down the street, a big smile on his face, though not in a good happy way. Ferguson's team took off to one side of the hospital to check things out while Gareth's team took off towards the attacks they heard. At one section in the hospital hallway, they stopped and looked around a corner.

"Victoria, General. Stay here and hold this position. P-7, you go in." Gareth commanded with a wave.

The men took off quickly down the hallway as Seras set up her rifle and laid down on the floor with it. He pulled the sword off his back, stuck the blade into the floor and leaned his head on the handle while looking down the hallway.

"I would have been a better choice to send in Captain."

"True General. But Integra and I agree that the men need first hand experience."

"Good point. Save me and Seras for the bigger stuff. Such as the Freak or Freaks."

"Right. But only if the men can't get the job done themselves."

Smoke that made visibility nil arose in the hallway several dozen feet in front of them shortly after the men went in. Gun fire was heard and then suddenly it stopped making the area become silent.

"That's weird." the General muttered as he placed the sword on his shoulder.

"What's going on? Report. Norton?" Gareth said into his mike.

"Seras, what do you hear?" the General asked seeing her tense up.

"A sound I hate." she said.

"My god. P-7, they are all dead." Gareth said as they heard lots of noises only ghouls made, and even saw some of them, which happened to be a few of P-7. "What do you see officer Seras?"

"The target is standing around a lot of ghouls sir. He's calling out for someone. I think it's Mick." she said as the General groaned in disgust.

"Mick's body has already been cremated." Gareth said.

"Police girl, aim for the heart or the head." Alucard said in her mind.

"Master?" she muttered out loud.

"Those people in that hospital did not choose to become ghouls. They cannot return to the land of the living. The best hope you can offer them is a quick death. Do not hesitate."

"Yes sir."

"I don't see him around Seras."

"Talking in my head."

"Ah.." he said jumping slightly when she suddenly fired.

And continued to fire until she didn't see anymore ghouls. The smoke was still there as a body came walking out still in a hospital sheet around his waist, was the Freak vampire, and still yelling for Mick.

"General…"

"Deal with the problem. Gladly sir." he said starting forward as Seras kept looking for more ghouls. "Don't shoot me in the back please."

"That would be no way to treat a good and trusted friend." she said as he suddenly stopped a few feet away.

"General…." Gareth and her began.

Gareth was rather surprised when the man turned around and slammed him into the wall with enough force it knocked the man out instantly. The General dropped his sword grabbing his left hand that failed to grab some strange blade he heard whistling through the air moments ago.

"General…" she began in confusion as she sat up.

Another blade came headed for her head that he barely deflected it in time after pulling the other blade from his hand. Though it missed going into her head, it did cut the side of her right cheek. She cried out a moment grabbing the side of her face as it burned a moment. He tossed the blade aside and kicked his sword into the air quickly.

"Explain you actions!" he yelled as he pointed his large sword at some tall figure.

"My actions are justified by divine right." a Scottish voice said as he came forward holding two blades like the ones on the ground. "Protecting that inhuman monster is a fatal mistake."

"Damn, a vampire hunter. Blessed silver blades too." he muttered as he quickly grabbed her off her knees and pushed her behind him as the two blades were tossed.

One to where she was and one at him which he deflected easily and then quickly pulled one of the blades out from the large blade. The serrated one went to his left hand as the tall man brought out two more blades. She turned around remembering something very important as she heard movement. The vampire was rushing towards them causing her to cry out instantly. The General dropped and swept her legs out from under her, knocking her on her butt. The serrated blade pointed out quickly piercing the vampire at the same time as Alucards hand came through the guys chest. The serrated blade poked just into Alucard as his hand hit the General in the head hard enough he ended up dropping the serrated blade as he fell back. Seras looked up seeing her Master and then backed up against the wall as he dropped the blade from his body almost on her legs.

"Master!"

The General barely got up in time as two blades came down for his head. He shattered one blade as it connected with his, but the other one cut the left side of his face rather deeply. He spun around taking a swing only to miss as the tall priest bent back.

"You have no chance against a true servant…." he started saying when he noticed the wound on the General's face suddenly stop bleeding and healed.

It startled him for only a moment as he removed a new blade from inside his coat, much to the General's surprise, and leaned over into a battle stance.

"So Hellsing has been spying on the Vatican and created one of their own…."

"What are you talking about? Why are you attacking us?!" he said pulling a different blade from the sword.

"He is from Iscariot." Alucard said as he looked down at one of the blades on the floor.

"Those people in Rome?" the General muttered.

"You must be the pet vampire Hellsing keeps on a leash." the Vatican man said as he made some sort of moves.

Papers flew from his coat along with several dozen blades that pinned the papers to the walls all down the hallway. The General spun his blades around several times shredding some of the papers and breaking blades.

"You defile this place Catholic!" Alucard shouted.

"I don't care where the hell you are from! Answer my question before I rip you apart!" the General growled.

"Your taunts and weak…."

He moved so fast the priest almost didn't see him until he was in his face and had cut him across the chest, only by that point, he was jumping back and the cut grazed his skin, but that didn't stop the General from continuing forward with his attack. Blades clashed back and forth for several moments, until the priest tossed several blades from one hand. The General jumped back and moved fast. One moment he was up the hallway and then he was next to them grabbing the serrated blade off the floor.

"My turn General." Alucard said pushing past him roughly.

"I was having fun though!" he whined as he got off the floor. "I don't get good opponents like this."

"Nor do I." he said growling at the General, who backed off slightly.

"Okay, stay away and let you fight. I get it." he said with hands raised. "No need to get grouchy."

"Good." Alucard stated as he turned back to the other man.

"Hellsing dog. I will rid the world of your filthy existence and then salt the earth with your dust. Followed by that unholy female and the heretic swordsman!" he said crossing his blades in front of him like a cross.

Alucard pulled his gun and went to fire as the priest rushed up and tried to slice him, several times over. Alucard barely moved around other than to duck and weaved to avoid the blades. They both spun around quickly, the priest getting the tip of his blade into Alucards side and Alucard's gun barrel right on the mans head.

"They are blessed blades. Hmm. Though this bullet was meant for a vampire, it will be more than enough to kill you, father." he said with a smile as he pulled the trigger.

The back of his head didn't get blasted off like the General thought it might, but the priest hit the floor and stopped breathing. Though the hole in his head wasn't very big like it should have been and was strangely only the size of the bullet.

"All that work I did, the speed he even had, and I could have just shot him." the General said sarcastically as he dropped to his knees and leaning against the flat of the blade. "Wow, what an idiot I was. I could have blown his ass away instead of fighting."

"You were looking for a good opponent." Alucard said as he walked up and past the priest.

"Aren't you Vlad?" he asked sarcastically.

"There is far and few between any real, opponents for me anymore. Though one can dream can't they. You would make a good opponent."

The General only grunted and then looked over at her, only to quickly look away.

"Might want to drop and close your knees Seras. You okay?"

"What, oh." she said seeing he could see up the skirt easily if he wanted.

Alucard laughed lightly and didn't look away even when she closed her legs. It burned her that he had gotten a good view and probably got a even better view at the time the General was fighting.

"I'm fine." she said giving him a glare.

"Something is wrong here. That gun was what blew a hole through your chest, right? A big one?"

"Almost blew my breast off." she muttered as she crossed her arms.

"Then why isn't there a large hole in…." he said pointing. "What the f…"

At least a dozen blades pierced through Alucards back coming through, getting blood splattered all over the General. Seras cried out slightly and then cried out more when the General dropped on her feet, a blade stuck in his forehead.

Alucard turned around quickly in surprise.

"A regenerator? A human regenerator?!"

"I take an eye for an eye." he said holding two blades again.

Seras reached down and removed the bayonet as she heard someone interrupt the priest rant.

"That is enough Paladin Alexander Anderson!"

He turned around and saw Integra at the end of the hall wearing a long coat and carrying a sword on her hip.

"You don't have the authority to command someone who is a true servant of god." he said turning back towards Alucard.

"I said that's enough!" she exclaimed. "Now that Enrico has been silenced, your mission to this country has come to an end. Your business has been concluded."

"That's funny. I thought my business was killing vampires." he said waving at the two behind him.

"You have already exceeded your authority and you will surfer the consequences of your actions." she said holding out a paper to him as she walked up. "New orders from the Arch Bishop."

"Huh?" he said taking it.

"The Arch Bishop has ordered you to return to the Vatican immediately. You will leave by the good graces of her Majesty."

He grunted and started past her.

"Your spying and theft of Vatican research will not go unnoticed…."

"What are you talking about?!" she said spinning around quickly.

"That man…" he said pointing at Seras only to see she was alone.

Integra and Alexander both felt a slight breeze even though there was no open windows. Alexander flinched as he noticed a very large blade at his throat, actually cutting into it and the man he thought he killed right in front of him. There was no way he could move fast enough to avoid getting his head from being cut off. The look in the General's eyes had nothing but the look of death.

"Stand down General."

"What?!" he said turning his head to her just enough so he could see her and him. "You're joking."

"I am not. Stand down! Despite his atrocious acts, he will be allowed to leave. Do not make me repeat myself General!"

He backed off and tossed his blade into the floor in anger. Only in went through the floor, and through the floor beneath that before it hit something because there was a crash of metal, beeps from some machine along with sparking noises and finally the sound of water spraying.

"I don't know what the fuck you are, but a priest you're not. Whatever you are, I'm not that." he said poking the man hard a few times before spinning around and walking away.

Alexander glanced down at the floor and then turned walking out. Integra pulled one of the papers off the wall, ripped actually, and held it out.

"You're better than this Alucard." she stated as he grunted in reply. "And you General…I expect a full and detailed report of what happened here. The same of you officer Seras."

"Yes sir." she said getting off the floor.

"General, you are paying for that damage." she said pointing at the floor.

"Yes sir." he said as he headed for the door. "Captain Gareth needs medical attention."

"Understood."

Alucard started pulling the blades from his body as Seras went for her dropped gun.

"I've got the travel three floors down." the General groaned as he looked through the hole in the floor. "Oh forget this, they need new floors probably anyway. Hell, I'll just make a big donation. That will cover everything."

"What are you doing?" she asked as Alucard pulled the last blade out with a grunt.

"Making the hole bigger. I've done this before, but it was wood at the time." he said pulling his guns, switching ammo and spinning in a circle as he blew the floor apart around him.

They heard him fall down and fire a few more times to fall again. Then they heard him cry out in pain while also hearing the sounds of electrical shock.

"Hmm, he landed in water being conducted by electricity."

"It's not funny Master."

"But I can hear you laughing inside your head police girl." he said seeing her trying to come up with some excuse. "I am glad to see you drank tonight police girl. Though you should have followed my orders sooner."

"I….sorry Master." she said with her head bowed.

"His advice should not have been needed, but it did the job."

"What is going on?" Integra said as she ran back in and then noticed the hole in the floor and heard a few yelps of pain. "What happened?"

"The General used a direct route to retrieve his weapon Master." Alucard said hearing another slight cry of pain from below along with a few words.

Her eyes narrowed and there was small growl that escaped her lips.

"He is going to pay dearly for this."

"He mentioned making a substantial donation Master." Alucard stated. "He also mentioned it covering everything."

Normally, he wouldn't mind seeing her in a bad mood and sometimes constantly making him feel rather happy to see her on her last nerve. But right now, she was mad at him for the battle that didn't go well with the priest. So he felt in some ways, he better give her some good news, to hopefully alleviate any further anger she might put out on him later. Being yelled at was nothing, but the right words, she could make the seals on his hands burn. Worse, she could take his blood packets away for a few days to a week.

"Hmm. Less paperwork for me then." she said with a small smile. "Let's go."

He could tell she was actually very happy about the news. Pay offs were a bitch, as she mentioned more than once with some missions than incurred rather a lot of collateral damage. Hospitals, they charged double usually.

"Police girl."

"Master?"

"I am giving you the choice of being free of my servitude. Drink my blood, and you will be a true vampire. Command your own legions of the dead. Be completely free from my will."

"You wouldn't be my Master anymore?"

"No. Do you accept Seras Victoria?"

"I….no." she said looking away. "I'm not ready."

"Very well." he said vanishing before her slowly.

Integra listened intently to Seras's and the Generals reports. Walter stood nearby, sometimes raising an eyebrow or frowning. Though Seras looked just fine, the General was wet, his clothes were scorched in a few areas, and there was blood on him as well since he had no had a chance to change.

"Thanks to your timely intervention, Captain Gareth was not killed. Unfortunately, he is going to be out on sick leave for quite some time. A major concussion is not easily treated quickly."

"I pushed him to hard, sorry Sir Integra." he said solemnly.

"He will live, fortunately." she said taking a puff off her cigar. "From all other accounts of the mission, things went well. Aside from the unfortunate loss of men. Before you are dismissed, there is one final detail we must go over General."

"I already have the payments going through if that's what you're asking Sir Integra. I made the calls needed as we drove back."

"No. I gave you a simple order back there. Admittedly, despite the fact that part of me would have liked you to continue pushing that blade, I refuse to drop the their level. The next time I order you to stand down, I expect you to follow through. I do not like repeating myself, is that understood?"

"Crystal." he said nodding.

"From what little I gather about your background that we found, it has been many years since you have been under anyone's command. I exclude the mercenary work we came across. If you feel the need to leave for any reason, such as me bossing you around and I will be very harsh as I am with everyone else, no exceptions are made for anyone. I will understand if you wish to terminate your employment right now."

"No." he said seeing Seras fidget slightly. "I plan on staying for quite awhile. I've been a commander many times before and understand your position. There was people under my command that at times also questioned orders. This was not one of the good times to do so. You did say he was able to leave under her Majesties good graces. I'd rather not get exiled for losing my temper."

"Indeed." she said thinking a moment. "I have to admit, as of late, some of the memories of you have resurfaced. Though they are few. After taking charge of this Organization, most of my childhood memories became unimportant to dwell on. I do however remember you were a trustworthy and great friend of the family. I still believe that to be the case. However, I cannot play favorites to anyone."

"I understand more than you know. Though I suspect Walter is closer than most people."

"Yes." she said flatly. "I still consider you a friend, though leniency is given seldom to anyone here. I am however happy to hear you are staying. That will be all."

"Forgive my bluntness here, but you really need to get out more."

She snorted very lightly that they almost didn't hear it.

"Now I know where Walter gets it."

"I have no idea what she is talking about." Walter said feigning ignorance.

"Does she even know about some of your wild past?"

He only blinked with that same feigning ignorance look. The two left with him still keeping that look.

"A wild Walter? I cannot imagine you in that way. And here I thought I knew a lot about you. I will have to hear some of those stories sometime."

He nodded and muttered something under his breath about exacting revenge later on the, old man.

The two went their separate ways, needing to wash up and such. Walter did place another bag of blood in her room, though she wasn't really sure about touching it. After getting cleaned up, she was back in her uniform, a clean one though and sitting at the table looking at the bag.

"Come in." she said before the door was knocked on. "You walk rather loudly General."

"I think the stone floors just echo sounds better." he said sitting down across from her. "Is there another mission planned or you just ready in case of another call?"

"Never know. There is still quite a few hours of nighttime left." she said noticing he was in jeans and a long sleeved blue button up shirt and some Garfield slippers. His coat over his arm. "Hmm, a casual look this time?"

"I prefer my suits and have many of them. But, as you pointed out, it is my casual stuff. What are you sniffing for?"

"I smell something familiar." she said taking a deep sniff of the air. "You had chocolate recently."

"Unfortunately I can't share it with you. At least not in the traditional sense. But if you want, you can bite me." he said with a small chuckle.

"Funny man." she said with a small laugh at the humor behind it.

"We have something in common. No matter what we, ingest, our figures will never change. Well, mine can if I sit around and be lazy and let my body grow fat and such. But I keep very well fit. For you, no matter how much blood you drink, you'll never get any bigger. The outfits changes, but the body never will."

"Before you go telling me about my looks, flattering as they have been lately and surprisingly without any sexist remarks either, is there a point to this?"

"Though I do eat other things, and have been avoiding certain other foods, I eat a lot of chocolate. Pound or so a day and have been for many years. Well, when I have access to it anyway. More than a hundred years or so. Big chocoholic. My point is, though you can't have chocolate, I'm rather loaded with it."

"What is your preoccupation with me drinking from you?"

"Other than because one day you may end up having too because this place and blood banks might not be around, but also to help you get used to having to drink better. Alucard talked to me about this and was kinda forceful on the subject about trying to help you drink. Seeing as I helped you drink, a few hours ago or so, he wants you to continue but knows that you won't listen to him since he can feel and see the doubt in your mind. Reluctantly, he admits I am doing a good job. Personally, I would rather take it easy and let you go at your own pace, which I will do on the bags here. I won't force those. As for offering myself, pretty much every night, I have little choice." he said with some anger in his voice.

"Master threatened you into doing this?"

"I call it blackmail. He calls it relationship rights."

"Excuse me?" she said very offended.

"Seras, I like you a lot and have since the moment I met you." he said gently grabbing her hands in his. "But at the moment, you are his fledgling. Unfortunately, that also means he has total control. And you know it."

She hung her head slowly while clenching her fist.

"I can go though…"

"No. He may have that control, though he doesn't use it. I don't want to force him to order me away from you." she said quickly with evident fear in her voice as she looked up at him. "As much as I hate it, I'll…drink. But I can't do it to someone, not yet. I'm not ready. And don't bring up the night we met either."

"I wouldn't dare." he said holding both hands up with total innocence as she quickly drank the blood, making sure she did everything possible to not enjoy it. "Want to hear another story or something else tonight?"

"I haven't seen a movie, well, since before I was what I am. Been so busy."

"I have movies I brought from that apartment I moved out of. We could watch, say one of the Hollywood versions of Dracula…"

Her eyes narrowed and part of her vampiric side showed through as she growled barring her teeth.

"So not funny."

"I'm kidding." he said with a hearty laugh. "Seriously, I'm sorry. I just wanted to see that reaction. Other's may fear it a lot, but I think it's cute. I used to do it to Katerina too."

"You, are weird." she said with a sigh.

"I get that a lot sometimes. Better than being totally normal. So, what sort of movie do you want to watch? If I don't have it, we can check the satellite system I was able to have installed."