The Second Glass
Chapter Nineteen
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.
Also I do not own Hellsing or any part of it.
Enjoy.
"Why do we taint this holy ground with a heathen? Why not just let me slay the little Draculina and be done with it? We are the Iscariot Organization, put on this earth to destroy heathens and here we are feeding her!" Anderson exclaims, throwing his hands into the hair in exasperation. He strides down the corridor, his anagry steps echoing sharply in the silence. Beside him a tall, lean man strides confidently, his footsteps only a light tap on the stone. Silver hair is pulled back into a low ponytail, fingers knitted together behind his back. He walks at at Anderson's side, easily keeping up with Anderson's impossibly long stride.
Maxwell smiles a slow, confident smile a sharp contrast to Anderson's anger. One hand lifts, gesturing toward the door at the far end of the cooridor.
"Do you know what we are feeding her, Anderson?" This gives him pause.
"No." Anderson admits, clearly peeved.
"We are feeding her holy blood."
"What good will that do? Her body will simply overcome the holy blood. It will be excruciating, I will give you that, but it will go away." His companion lifts a finger, stopping him from continuing.
"Indeed you are right. That is unless you give it to her through an i.v. Keep the flow of blood constant Anderson, that is the key." Anderson's lips curl back into a feral grin.
"I see."
The pair continues a way down the corridor and Maxwell notices a hesitation in Anderson's steps as the echoes of the screams reach them. An animalistic gleam comes to his eyes and Anderson picks up his pace, reaching the door at the far end of the hallway first.
Matt is standing in the corner to the right of the door, only his eyes moving as he watches Anderson and Maxwell at the door. Anderson gives him a sneer, Maxwell ignoring him completely as Anderson opens the door.
The screams from within grow so loud Maxwell flinches as he follows Anderson in.
The blonde Draculina is hanging suspended from the ceiling by her wrists, her ankles shackled to the floor. Both sets of chains are taught, holding her immobile. Several i.v. stands are bolted to the floor surrounding her. Two hold bags, dark crimson even in the bright lights of the room. Small tubes run from the bags to skin. The draculina is clad only in her bra and panties, the only remnants of her clothing. Two needles are taped into place in her skin, one on each side of her belly button.
Her head is thrown back, her eyes squeezed shut as she pants, her skin drenched in sweat from the pain. Tremors wrack her body and as she shakes fresh blood drips from one of the needles, tearing a scream from her again.
Anderson suddenly grabs her chin, jerking her head forward and backhanding her hard. The scream cuts off, her eyes flying open. Red, tortured eyes meet his in terror and agony before they close again against the blinding light. Her cries are reduced to whimpers as Anderson laughs.
"The great Alucard's little pet draculina. Look at you now. Nothing but a pathetic weakling! A joke!"
"Anderson." Maxwell snaps. "Let us return. We have much to discuss before the offensive against the enemy." Anderson's eyes glint with gleeful malice as he circles behind Seras, fisting her hair and yanking her head back.
"You are on holy ground, I know you can feel it. There is no one coming for you, no one to save you. We will use you to draw that protestant whore and her little pet out and slaughter them both. If you're lucky I'll let you see them again, as I dangle their decapitated heads before your eyes. If I'm feeling nice I might stake them to the wall in front of you." A sob wracks her body, followed by a whimper as Anderson laughs maniacally, following Maxwell from the room. The door slams shut, leaving Seras in the agonizing brightness.
Outside Maxwell pauses, turning his gaze to Matt. The young vampire remains unmoving, his back against the wall. His gaze meets Maxwell's, the pair staring at each other only a moment before Matt looks away. He hears Maxwell give a low chuckle before there is a sharp snap.
Matt looks up to see Maxwell snap his fingers before pointing at him. Anderson glances between them before grinning, spinning and grabbing Matt by the throat.
"And now for you, undead filth, your just reward."
Three days and nights pass at the Hellsing compound before word comes. During that time Daniel, Samuel, Amanda, and Alex all train together, the woods around the Hellsing compound becoming a new and intricate playground. With each passing night the atmosphere around the Hellsing mansion becomes darker. Long into the night the lights of Integra's offices are on, the tea kettle brewing constantly. Walter can be seen wandering the halls, his once sharp gaze distant, every now and then rubbing his wrist.
Alucard is rarely found, only seen in Integra's offices or occasionally out on the grounds.
It is late on the third night, Daniel and Samuel stalking Alex and Amanda through the treetops when Daniel's phone rings. Startled he nearly falls from the branch he perches on as he scrambles for the cellphone in his pocket.
As he snaps the phone open Amanda and Alex appear on the ground beneath Daniel's branch, staring up at him pensively.
"Daniel here."
"Report to my offices immediately." Integra snaps into the phone. "Do not delay."
"What's going on?" Daniel inquires, nodding back in the direction of the mansion. The three others are already on the move as Daniel turns, leaping down to the ground and taking off at a run. His steps quicken as Integra responds.
"We found her."
First part of a double chapter upload for you! nothing like a killing spree on a computer based role playing game to get the muse going lol. (My muse requires sacrifices! She likes ogres lol)
Hope you enjoyed and on to chapter 20!