Embrace Your True Nature

By Daughter of the Black

Disclaimer: I do not own any characters you recognize, if I did own Alucard, oh the things I would do. It might include chains, a coffin, and no, I am not a necrophiliac, well, at least not most of the time. HeHe.

A/N: This is NOT THE LAST CHAPTER this is the last plot chapter…the next chapter is fluff dedicated to my lovely readers. Hopefully it won't take long…oh well…enjoy this for now.

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Chapter Seven: Becoming

Sears armed herself silently. In fact all the mercenaries were quiet. It seemed like something had fallen over Hellsing, the impending doom of facing something unlike anything they had before. The intelligence indicated that Michael, the name was bitter on her tongue, was not a true vampire, not a ghoul, and not a manufactured, or chipped vampire.

Almost as soon as they had reached Integra's office she was ordering them back out into the night. The surveillance team had reported screams coming from a warehouse. The commander of Hellsing was in a fury, eyes gleaming in anger, and fists clenched in a will of control. She was frank, telling them they were to destroy this creature…no exceptions…total annihilation was expected…no substitutions accepted.

Here she was, checking guns and blades, her harkonnen already stashed in the armored trucks. Her Master had told her in no uncertain terms that she was to be at his side during this fight, as his equal…his.

Pip tapped her shoulder and gave her that idiotic grin that he always seemed to have plastered on his face, "Zo, Zeras, I have often zought zat battlz bring people togezer…I zink that we could come togezer."

The young vampire's nose scrunched up at the offer, "It's your death."

Taking this as a yes, the Frenchman leaned against the row of lockers, "But what a way to go."

Slamming one of the lockers closed she stalked out of the room. With each step her mind grew less foggy, the realization of what she was about to do swiftly taking hold.

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The steady tromp of boots as soldiers readied themselves to face the evil they helped keep hidden. Seras smoothed her uniform down, breaking through the ranks of the men she normally fought beside. She went to stand next to Alucard-her master-as he stood next to Walter.

The grin that curled his lips upward and easily reached his eyes was filled with the bloodlust…the love of carnage. Her stomach rolled a little, but unlike normally, she easily pushed the nausea down and threw her shoulders back, the power rolling over her skin in waves.

Alucard took the first step towards the doors, Seras quickly followed, two soldiers already closer got ready to open the doors and admit the vampires. The doors swung open, slowly, light form black bulbs held the warehouse in darkness.

Seras moved through the doors, her master hanging back, she knew he wanted her to have this honor. There were no humans…other than the crumpled figure on the raised platform. Behind the injured human was the creature, Michael.

It wasn't just those two. The main floor was filled by ghouls and manufactured vampires. She could hear the laughter from behind her, she relaxed and lighting fast had her hand gun out and was leaving a trail of carcasses as she moved towards Anne and Michael.

So intent on her targets she didn't notice the backups filing in and taking care of the hostiles she couldn't be bothered to. When she reached the platform she jumped up on it and stared blankly at her former boyfriend.

He grinned a bit manically and raised a sawed off shotgun to point at her, "You think you can stop me? I am a god! More powerful than anyone, I bathe in the blood of the weak, I cull those not fit to live. Now, I must do my duty…and kill you!"

Seras didn't even blink. She kicked her leg out and knocked the weapon from his hands, "You're not a god. You're nothing anymore, just a sack of meat. You aren't anything. Now, it's my job to dispatch you…I wish it were different, but you became their puppet."

He was stunned at her strength, a hand brought a handgun to point at her and he fire off several rounds, each hitting home in her chest. Blood slowly dripped out, she didn't blink. She had been hurt worse a few bullet wounds were nothing to a blessed sword in her throat.

Every piece of training she had had told her to aim for the head, but her hand wavered and a full magazine went into his heart, and at long last his cries of pain penetrated her world. Her arm rising slowly she pressed the muzzle of the gun to his forehead and gave the creature a cold smile before he was no more.

She didn't notice the quite that fell as the last of the midians were subdued and Alucard came to stand next to her, to appreciate her handiwork.

What happened after that is anyone's guess, Seras couldn't remember how she had gotten home…yes, Hellsing manor was home…Alucard was home (not that she would ever admit it to him).

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When the autopsy report on Michael's remains was handed over to Lady Hellsing, it became apparent that the standard chip had been modified. A prototype for a daywalker…something straight from myth, something impossible had been made from the former human. Using a human seemed to be the only way to make a vampire that was immune to sunlight. Whatever way you cut it, Michael was a cheap imitation of power and death. Integra sat back in her chair to watch the sunrise, night was nice, and she was glad for Alucard's friendship, but nothing could touch daylight…it was so pure…untouched by the darkness that seemed to close in on her every day.

Meanwhile in a darker area of Hellsing Headquarters…

Two vampires lay in the dark coffin.

"Master? Can my punishment be done?"

The other vampire laughed, "Hardly, I'm just starting to have fun."

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Only one chapter left to go…I decided to do a chapter that would resemble the extras in the manga…mostly fluffy comedy that I've been itching to write. Hope you all enjoyed this and sorry for the wait. Oh, and reviews help me write…I feed them to my little plot vampire bunny and he gives me odd ideas that turn into stories…err…he used to be just a bunny, but I took him for a walk and he got off his leash and when he came back he kept trying to suck my blood…