The Second Glass
Chapter Five
Authors Note: Alright this is my first Hellsing FanFic and I got the idea while watching Hellsing (duh).
The Story as a whole will remain RATED M FOR LEMON, just not the next few (or several) chapters.
Also I do not own Hellsing or any part of it.
Enjoy.
Seras wakes slowly, shifting in her bed and frowning as she finds herself confined. Her mind is a haze as she opens her eyes, staring in confusion as she sees not her ceiling but the smooth, dark wood of her coffin. What the…
It all comes rushing back and her confusion fades to nothing, her face blank as she stares up at the grains of wood over her. She does not allow the loneliness to grip her, the sadness to take over. Seras closes her eyes, lifting one hand to her chest as she takes a deep breath. Once so strong her link to her master is still there but far away, as if it is the small pinprick of light at the end of a tunnel. Her blood sings with the traces of his power, memories of their last night together coming back to her and she smiles. She can feel the trace of Walters blood with her as well and she opens her eyes, a look of fierce determination there now.
"Right!" she says aloud before throwing the latch that locks her coffin from the inside and lifting the lid.
Bright lights blind her for a moment and as she blinks her eyes against the dazzling lights she hears a loud, ear piercing shriek.
Seras jerks, covering her ears and groaning against the mind splitting noise as she glares to the right. Across the small room a tall, lanky red headed woman is standing behind a small table, face pale in horror and eyes as large as saucers. Seras removes her hands from over her ears and continues to stare at the woman, the red hair looking like she's going to faint any second as she clutches a clipboard to her chest. Several pencils peek out behind her head from the ponytail that binds the flame red hair and large green eyes meet blue as Seras sighs heavily.
"Good evening." The woman jerks, almost appearing to flinch before she nods.
"Good….uh….good evening." The woman stammers. Seras flashes her a smile.
"Not used to that, are you?" Seras points out. The woman shakes her head.
"No, not really." Seras stretches and climbs out of the coffin, looking around the room. The walls, ceiling, and floor are all made from concrete but decorated with hanging rugs and a large floor rug beneath her feet. There are two doors in the room, one door leading to a small bathroom, the other door is on the far side of the room, behind the startled woman. No windows break the expanse of concrete walls and Seras can smell the scent of rich soil surrounding the room.
"So what is your name?" Seras asks, turning back to the woman. She still appears as if ready to hit the floor in a dead faint as she watches Seras.
"Jessica but my friends call me Jess." Seras smiles and approaches, extending her hand.
"Seras. Seras Victoria." Jess stares at Seras's hand as if it were a toad than looks up at Seras.
"You want me to shake your hand?" Jess asks, clearly hesitant. Seras nods.
"Don't you Americans do that kind of thing?" Jess nods, still clutching the clipboard.
"Well yes but I thought…" Her voice dies and one of Seras's eyebrows lift slightly.
"Thought what?" Jess glances at the door.
"I thought you'd be hungry." Jess says, her voice barely a whisper. Seras stares at Jess a long moment than chuckles, shaking her head.
"Oh dear heavens don't tell me they put you in here as my breakfast!" Seras laughs. Completely bewildered Jess stares at Seras and nods slowly.
"Well yes." Seras smiles and crosses her arms across her chest, striking a pose across the table from Jess.
"I don't feed from humans. I take bagged blood." Jess frowns.
"Like the stuff you see in blood banks and hospitals?" She asks uncertainly. Seras nods and Jess instantly relaxes, laughing quietly.
"Oh wow. What a mix up! I'll be sure to inform my boss immediately. By the way, this letter came in via email from a Sir Integra Hellsing. She told me to give this to you immediately upon waking." Jess says, handing over the clipboard. Seras takes it, reading swiftly through the email. Reaching the end Seras looks up at Jess quickly.
"Are you serious?" Jess nods.
"We haven't told them yet. They, the other vampires, know that you're coming but they don't know you are a vampire. They think you're just a consultant from the Hellsing Organization. The only ones that know you are a vampire is my boss and me." Seras stares at Jess a long moment then hands the clipboard back to her.
"All right then. Where do we go from here?" Jess goes to the door and opens it, speaking to someone standing outside. After a moment she laughs and nods, than glances back at Seras. A few quiet words more than Jess opens the door wide. Several men come in carrying her luggage plus more bags she does not recognize. Seras watches them in silence, noticing that all the guards stare at her with thinly veiled fear before they swiftly depart.
"These are your bags. Feel free to change or what ever you need to do. I've sent word that you are awake and my boss would like to see you whenever you are ready. I've also sent word to have some blood brought down for you." Seras flashes her a smile.
"Thanks. I'll change my clothes real quick then we'll go." Jess nods and turns for the door. "You don't have to go Jess. I'll just step into the bathroom. What are these other bags? I only had three." Seras asks as she studies the five bags stacked at the foot of her coffin. Jess smiles.
"They are clothing from my boss and the organization. They thought you would like some more Americanized clothing." Seras looks at the bags, intrigued, and lifts them up onto the table, beginning to rummage through them. After selecting a suitable outfit Seras steps into the bathroom, not turning on the light as she strips down and changes.
"So Jess, tell me something. Beyond being my dinner, what else is your job here?" Seras calls out the door. Jess crosses one knee over the other in her chair.
"I was the personal secretary to my boss but I have be reassigned to be your escort and guide as long as I am needed. I'm basically your assistant now." Seras pauses as she steps into the blue jeans, the soft dark blue denim hugging her curves as she zips them up.
"Really?"
"Yes. You sound surprised." Jess's voice drifts into the bathroom.
"I am. I never had an assistant before."
"Well you had to work with someone." Jess remarks. Seras pulls the light grey sleeveless tank top over her head as an image of Alucard flashes through her mind.
"I was with my master." Seras says gently.
"Oh. That's what you call the one that turned you into a vampire right?" Seras steps out of the bathroom as she pulls on the short sleeved black shirt over her undershirt, not bothering to button it as she slips her hands into her pockets.
"Yes." Jess smiles.
"So I know a little about vampires. Since you call him your master that means you haven't taken blood yet. From a human I mean. Right?" Seras pins Jess with a look.
"I have taken blood. I've taken his. I'm a fully fledged Draculina now." Jess meets Seras's gaze dead on for a moment and Seras sees a flash of fear there before Jess jumps to her feet.
"All right! Let's go meet my boss!"
Seras follows Jess up a wide staircase and through narrow corridors, eventually ending up on the third floor. Judging by the drastic slant of the moonlight coming in through the windows Seras gauges that it isn't too far into the night. Jess stops in front of a set of double doors, hands on the handles as she looks over at Seras.
"Let me slip inside a minute and brief him before you come in." Seras merely nods and watches as Jess slips into the room before heading to the window opposite the doors. She stares out at the foreign landscape, studying the hills that surround the building.
The building itself is three stories and brick, the lawn that stretches around the building carefully manicured. Beyond the tall fence that surrounds the property is endless forests, dark and beckoning in the moonlight. The moonlit night is cloudless and clear, the beautiful night calling to Seras to come and explore the new land.
"Seras?" She jerks as Jess's voice permeates the train of thought and she turns to face her. Jess gasps and takes a step back, her eyes widening. "Are you all right?" Jess asks quietly. Seras nods, quelling the call of the night as she blinks. She knows her eyes shine red now and she quickly calms herself, the dark red fading back to blue as she gives Jess a reassuring smile.
"The night is beautiful." Seras remarks. Jess glances out at the windows and nods before glancing back into the room.
"He's ready for you now." Seras nods and follows Jess into the room.
The office is not large, smaller than Seras would have expected as she crosses the carpet to the desk. It dominates that end of the room, paintings mounted along the dark mahogany walls. There are no windows in the room, a single chandelier hanging overhead and small lamps lining the walls. The light in the office is a soft light, not the harsh quality of fluorescence. A single man is standing behind the desk, watching with keen ice blue eyes as Seras approaches him. She meets his gaze unafraid as she stops beside Jess.
"Mr. McKail, Seras Victoria of the Hellsing Organization Headquarters. Seras, this is Mr. Reece McKail, head of the American Branch of the Hellsing Organization." Jess says before stepping back. Seras smiles and extends her hand.
"It is a pleasure to meet you sir." He gives her a relaxed smile and takes her hand.
"It is a pleasure to meet you Ms. Victoria. And please, call me Reece." She smiles as well, giving his hand a firm shake.
"Only if you call me Seras." He chuckles.
"Of course Seras. Please sit." He gestures toward the chair before his desk and Seras sits as he takes his chair. He leans back and studies her intently.
"So pardon my bluntness Seras but how old are you?"
"I'm twenty seven." He eyes her.
"How long have you been twenty seven?" He asks. Seras studies him.
"I've been twenty seven for three years." He nods.
"Pardon my bluntness but when I made the request for someone to come, I thought they would send someone a bit older." Reece points out. Seras studies him.
"I'm not tooting my own horn Reece. Let me just say that I may be young but I am no average Draculina." Reece studies her, seeming to peer into her before he smiles.
"Who is your master Draculina?"
"Alucard." Reece's eyebrows lift considerably and behind her Seras hears Jess's sharp intake of breath. Silence reigns a moment than Reece leans forward, placing his elbows on his desk.
"Alucard. The Alucard?" He inquires. Seras nods.
"Indeed. He is my master. He trained me in all I know." Seras lets the sentence dangle, waiting for Reece to catch the bait. It doesn't take long.
"Have you taken his blood Seras?" Reece asks quietly. Seras smiles slightly.
"I have actually. A few times. I may be young in years, but that's where it ends." Reece sits back, studying Seras in a new light.
"I have heard stories of Alucard. I read the reports that were filtered down to me on the Millennium incident and Alucard's involvement in it. I was quite impressed. There was mention of you as well but.."
"I had yet to take my master's blood or even take blood on my own free will before that time." Seras interjects. Reece nods.
"That was included in the report and still I was quite impressed. You did take blood during one incident though, did you not?" He points out. "A Captain Bernadette?" Seras stares at Reece a long moment, her mind fleeing back to that time before her mind shies away.
"Yes, but that's story for another time." She says softly. Reece takes the hint and moves on.
"How much do you know about the situation?"
"I know that this branch is relatively new. I know you have a group of vampires here that are willing to work for you, but they lack training and discipline, which they will need both to be of any use to you. I also know that the vampires have no idea who I am. Above that, not much." Seras remarks. Reece chuckles.
"Indeed. I have seen to it that you will be placed in command of vampire team. Do with them as you see fit. You take orders only from me. I ask that you not feed off the staff here, your meals will be supplied for you." Seras nods as Jess steps up.
"I am sorry the message hasn't gotten to you yet sir but she doesn't take human blood. Only bagged." Jess affirms before stepping back once more. Reece studies Seras in open interest a moment than shrugs and lets it drop.
"Would you like to meet the group now?" Seras nods.
"Yes, that would be great actually. The sooner we get started, the better. Just, let me handle it my way, okay?" Reece laughs and stands.
"I'm liking you already."
The conference room where they gather is on the second floor, tucked in a corner of the building. Two walls are lined with tall windows, allowing the moonlight to stream in. There are three tables creating a u shape in the room, many of the seats are taken. Seven young adults are sitting at the table, several talking quietly with each other, other's staring mutely out into space. The lights are on, the same soft light as in the rest of the building.
They all look up as Reece steps into the room, Jess right behind him. They all come to attention, sitting up straight as Reece shuts the door.
"Good evening everyone. I trust you slept well?" Several nod as Daniel, one of the older of the group, speaks up.
"So to speak. How's your evening Reece? You supposed to be up this late old man?" Reece chuckles and runs his fingers over his closely cut hair, knowing the silver is starting to show.
"Yes Reece, I'm sure. I have summoned you all to let you know that the representative from the Hellsing Organization has arrived." Several perk up and Daniel glances at Jess.
"Jess been working double time or something?" He remarks. Jess chuckles and flashes him a teasing smile.
"She will be here shortly." Daniel scowls.
"She? It's a chick?"
Seras keeps her eyes closed, relishing the feel of the night around her. The very caress of the night embracing her sends her heart racing and she knows her eyes glow red as she opens them. She is careful to keep her presence masked as she watches the group in the conference room. She is standing just at the edge of the fence, several hundred feet away from the windows but she can see clearly inside, judging the interactions between the group inside.
They seem to get along quite well with one another, the vampires and the humans but there doesn't seem to be a lot of conversing between the vampires. They are all young too, nearly my age. Seras observes before sighing, watching as Reece gives the signal for her to enter by taking Jess's clipboard and glancing out the windows at her.
Let's get this show on the road.
"So they sent us some woman from the Hellsing Organization? Were they even taking you serous Reece?" Daniel remarks. Reece nods, catching sight of movement outside the window.
"Indeed. Ladies and gentlemen, I would like you to meet Seras Victoria of the Hellsing Organization."
Boom Boom Boom
Lol. Sorry I can't help it but I'm a bit of a drama queen, (I like creating it, not living it though.) so I will be leaving it here. Don't worry, I'm already writing chapter 6 and I'm shooting to have it up by the end of the week.
Thank you so much to everyone for the awesome comments and reviews! I appreciate the great feedback.