Sorry this took sooooooooooooooo long people! I kinda locked up my mind to concentrate on the first week of ACTUAL school… I ended up losing the key during my spare time, but I found it after staring at the computer screen for half an hour, trying to think of what to do in this chap! :P
Oh, by the way this is for Bossie, U SUCK TOO!! (It's a personal joke we pass around to each other)
Enjoy, 'cause I worked hard on this one!!!
Alucard woke early, so with nothing better to do he got his clothes from the pool, put them on again and walked back to his chamber.
Alucard watched Seras sleep, oh so peacefully. She lay in his coffin asleep for the duration of the day. Seras's wild bangs covered her beautiful doll-like face, Alucard bent down to inspect his fledgling; he gently shifted them from her face with his fingers.
A sharp wave of pain seared through his body, he took a step backwards, not wanting to hurt his little fledgling. His gaze became faded until he saw only darkness. The woman from his dream appeared again, this time she was sleeping, just like his Seras.
He also brushed her long bangs from her face; Alucard noticed that there was no Cromwell seal on his hands.
This... is this before I was put under servitude? What era is this? Or is this some other trick? He mused in his mind. The woman began to wake at his gentle touch.
"Where are you going?" she asked her voice as gentle as the morning dew.
"There is a matter that needs my attention, my dear," he replied as he stroked her pale cheek.
His vision faded once again, returning to reality. He found himself lying over Seras's coffin, how he got there was beyond him. He gazed intently at the Cromwell seal on his gloved hands.
Oh, this is no trick!! Do you feel it? The pain you felt when she left the both of us?! A voice mused wickedly into his mind.
Alucard recognized that voice; it was the voice of that mysterious thing that attacked him. His dark brows pressed hard against each other in shear frustration.
What are you, what do you want? Alucard roared at him in his mind. After a moment of silence the pain lifted from Alucard, lay on top of Seras's coffin, breathing heavily and irregularly.
He gathered his senses and returned to his little sleeping nosferatu. He climbed into his coffin and tried to get some rest. Seras wrapped her arms and legs around Alucard trapping him; he chuckled at the sight of her beautiful face, so relaxed, so innocent.
They slept together, keeping one another warm. They held on to one another tightly, enjoying the company. The thought of letting the other go was unacceptable. They lay there for what felt like forever, until suddenly, the coffin rocked violently. The violent rocking and voices outside the No Life King's coffin woke him. He pushed open the top of the coffin with his elbow, and drew his black Jackal gun, pointing it directly at the unfortunate person who happens to disturbed Alucard's rest. The force of the lid opening hit a soldier square in his face, pushing him to the ground
"What the hell do you think you humans are doing to my coffin whilst I am sleeping!?" Alucard asked in a roaring tone.
The soldiers carrying his coffin dropped their cargo at the site of the elder nosferatu. The coffin fell to the ground with a loud thud that echoed through the corridors.
Seras, who slept through the whole scenario, slowly woke. "What's going on Master?" she asked her voice heavy with sleep.
Alucard paid her no mind and teleported to his master's office, seeking answers.
Integra sat in her office with a golden antique stop watch in hand. "It took you two more seconds than usual to get here, Alucard." She said calmly, looking at him with cold eyes, probably still angry at him for what he did to her and Pierre.
"What the Hell do you think you're doing ordering HUMANS to move my coffin!?" he roared at his master.
"Why, were you in there at the time?" Integra asked imaging the look on Alucard's face when he woke up. "In any case we are going to Nice, France."
"Why would you do that?" he asked arching his brow.
"I agreed to let Michelle use us to stop this Armageddon. So tell Seras to get her Harkonnen Cannon ready for transport." She said lighting up a cigar.
"Don't bother she will use mine," Alucard teleported to Seras's room and informed her of the situation.
"Oh, I've never been to France before! … This whole 'end of the world battle' do you think it's really going to happen Master?" she asked looking at her master leaning against the wall, looking at her.
"Well if the end of the world does come, at least you won't die a virgin!" he said wickedly watching Seras's face glow red, somewhat embarrassed about talking about their evening of love.
"M-master!!" she squealed.
"Come now Police Girl; don't tell me you've forgotten our little game of pleasure last night already." He purred moving closer to her, pressing against her.
Seras struggled to support her master's weight. "N-no, but... you talk so openly about it..." She looked into the old nosferatu's eyes and saw something she rarely, or never saw at all, emotion.
Pierre stood at the door watching the two vampires. "Pardon me, but it's nearly time to leave and we still need to load Miss Seras's coffin and ammo." He said calmly not paying mind to the small bit of their conversation he just heard.
"Well, you heard the Gatekeeper, Police Girl. Come there is something I want to show you." He said laughing bitterly at the memory of his master and Pierre about to make love. He put on his sunglasses and left the humans to do their work.
Seras followed her master, not knowing where they were going. They came to a halt at old oak double doors, not far from the pool Seras had found last night.
Alucard pushed the doors aside revealing a dark chamber filled with an aura of pain. He flicked on the switch, lighting up the chamber filled with chains, knives, iron maidens and other torture devices. Seras stepped back, afraid of what was about to happen.
"Don't be afraid, you do trust me don't you?" he asked looking at his fledgling with emotionless eyes.
Seras took a step forward showing she trusted her master. "Yes, I do, but… what is this place?" She asked hoping her master did not have another little game in mind.
"This is the place the Hellsings first brought me to when they put me under servitude, a hundred years ago." His harsh voice filled the room and bounced off the walls pushing his voice towards his fledgling.
"Why would they bring you to a place like this master if you were already their servant?"
"Because it takes an hour or so before the being is in complete servitude. They knew I would erase some parts of my memory before that happened, so they tried to get me to tell them where other nosferatus were…" his voice trailed off waiting for Seras to react in some way.
She stood there frozen not able to imagine the pain her beloved master went though. "Did you tell them?"
"I told them the truth. I told them that I was the only nosferatu left in the world, well that I knew of anyway." He quickly added, "To hear the tragic story that is my undead life is not what I have brought you down here for."
"Oh, what for then Master?" she asked curiously. She walked to her master's side and waited for him to tell her. She saw his eyes through the golden lenses of his sunglasses; they glared at the room with pure disgust and hatred.
He strode through the room searching for something. He stood by a table and held up something she couldn't see. He returned to Seras and held out a hand holding a golden pendant decorated with a beautiful red ruby in the centre.
She gazed in awe at the jewel her master held before her. "It's beautiful Master! Is it yours?"
"Yes, but have never had much use for it, so it is now yours Police Girl." He purred looking at her happy face.
"Oh but Master I can't-"
Alucard cut her off, "Yes you can, consider it a gift from your lover!" he said shivering slightly wanting to repeat the previous night's event. He put it in her small hands and kissed her with firery passion.
"We should go, we have a plane to catch," he whispered into her ear once he broke the kiss.
The two vampires sat quietly amongst the human soldiers, looking at each other, wanting each other. Seras clasped the pendant her master had given her in her hands, hardly believing all the recent events that had happened.
The military aircraft landed at a private landing plane owned by Michelle. The soldiers began to unload the cargo from the aircraft; Pierre even helped those useless creatures.
"Ah glad ta see ya came vampire! Ah'll be yar welcomin' party." shouted a voice from the shadows.
"Anderson, I'm glad to see your not dead yet. Do you want to play a game?" Alucard asked glad to see his adversary still alive and kicking. Alucard drew his Jackal and Casull guns from his trench coat.
"Only if it means Ah can kill ya vampire!" he shouted back, drawing his blessed knives. Anderson charged straight towards him, but stuck the concrete ground as Alucard jumped swiftly over his head.
"Yes! Come Judas Priest! Let us dance!" he purred at Anderson. Alucard grinned from ear to ear, showing off his white fangs. He moved to the left as Anderson moved in the opposite direction. All of Alucard's body movements screamed that he was of noble birth.
Anderson skimmed his blades together, igniting blue sparks. The wind began to stir, commencing their fight. Both combatants moved swiftly, charging forward. Anderson cast five blades at Alucard.
The nosferatu shot four bullets that successfully repelled the blades. The fifth blade Alucard missed intentionally. The blade sliced his right hand clean off.
"Is that all, Judas Priest?" Alucard asked laughing wickedly at his adversary's weak effort. Blood poured from his wound, Alucard regenerated, and a dark miasma materialized into his lost right hand.
Anderson gave a sly smirk. "Ha-ha, if onle ya were that lucky vampire," he laughed, finding Alucard's mock amusing. He drew ten blades this time round, and cast them with such speed, even the elder nosferatu had no time to evade.
The vampire had only been beheaded once before by Anderson. His head fell to the ground, but his body stood tall. Alucard removed each blade slowly, one by one. His detached head melted into red pulp and a shadow gathered around the nosferatu's shoulders.
A pair of blood-lust eyes glared at Anderson from the shadow, Alucard took his gun in hand that Anderson cut off earlier.
Alucard gave a devilish smile, wondering what he would do if the Judas priest eventually did die. He focused his aim at Anderson's head and fired a single bullet from each gun.
Anderson side-stepped them and cast two counter blades. Both blades made contact with Alucard's broad chest. Anderson took advantage of the nosferatu's delay of reaction, run up to him and plunged a blade through his throat.
The elder nosferatu's vision became faded. Not again not now!
Images of that woman flashed before him, but another also now invaded his mind… dark haired young man that looked like his own mirror image stood beside him.
Brother…and my beloved Eleanor… I… I remember now!
One image stood out from the rest; Eleanor lay naked, her eyes swelled with tears and his brother, Lucifer, lay on top of her, grinning darkly at the sight of his older brother.
No! He only pretended to be my brother to get to her, Alucard thought violently.
Alucard swelled with rage as he returned to the present. "THAT BASTARD!" he cried, Alucard threw Anderson aside, and rested his gun against his platinum blonde haired head.
"You have two options Judas Priest: one, run back to the Vatican unharmed or two, I kill you here and send you straight to Hell. So, what will it be?" Alucard asked looking at Anderson with abhorrence seeped eyes.
Anderson sensed his anger, craze and his seriousness, so the priest walked away quietly, disappearing into the night.
Alucard faced the aircraft and saw all the soldiers stand with their mouths gapping open. Only his little Police Girl and Pierre stood normally as if they just watched some other sports event.
"Quite an impressive little show your vampire pulled off, Sir Integra," Michelle said from a safe distance, "He even made that section thirteen Vatican priest run off."
Integra stepped out of the plane and walked towards him. "Yes well, as it is said 'the only thing we have to fear is fear itself', and that so happens to be in my possession." She replied coldly, wondering how a Vatican agent knew they would be in France.
Von Mort Estate, Nice, France.
Alucard cast a dark glare at the castle's cold exterior, dreading having to take refuge in his dead beloved's home. The old oak doors slowly creaked open, and a rather youthful familiar face came through.
"Walter, what in Heaven's name are you doing here?!" Integra shouted in disbelief of seeing the man who practically raised her stand before her.
Walter walked casually to his old master. "I work for the Penchant family now, Madam." He said looking like a real seventeen year old, "I sent my son to work for the Hellsing family."
"Wait, you mean… Pierre is your son?" Integra asked confused by the fact that Walter's last name is Dornez and Pierre's is Gardien.
"I will explain later, for now I think everyone is tired from the journey."
Seras and Pierre helped to get all the equipment into the castle. Pierre spent time with his father, while Seras wondered around the estate looking for her master. Seras ended up outside in the bitter cold night.
They certainly didn't design this uniform to be functional in France, at winter, Seras mused bitterly. She wrapped her arms as tightly around herself as she could, to try and keep herself warm.
Seras sensed a dark aura behind her. "M-master? Is that you?" she whimpered looking behind her.
"Unfortunately for you my dear, I am his twin brother, Lucifer," he introduced, bowing slightly.
Alucard stood still, captivated by the once pure beauty that was his beloved. He looked longingly at a portrait of Eleanor that hung in the study underground in the catacombs of the estate.
"What would you say if you saw me now? And what would you have thought about Police Girl? I wonder, would you have been jealous that another woman has been in my arms?" he asked himself remembering Eleanor's warm touch, her firey emerald eyes and her voice more gentle than mist.
A bone chilling screech reached his ears, shattering his moment of remorse.
That's chapter five done! :D
Did you enjoy it? If you didn't well, then let me know so that I can fix it.
If you don't remember or you haven't watched it yet, in OVA 5 Walter gets turned into a freak, thus changing his physical appearance to that of a seventeen year old.
Update soon! :P