A/N: Thank you for the review for last chapter. :) I hope you enjoy this chapter and will continue to read it. Next chapter will be out next week. I do not own Hellsing….sadly…

"No way…" she whispered in realisation and fear as the werewolf's bright yellow eyes glinted brightly at her and slowly began to walk away from the battle and begin charging TOWARDS the edge of the mirror.

As the profile of the werewolf got bigger and bigger and more detailed the closer it got, Seras realised that it was indeed possible as to what was going to happen in a few seconds.

Turning around and beginning to run with every ounce of energy she had, Seras heard the gigantic thud of four heavy paws land on the stone floor behind her as she turned into a tunnel that led out of the corridor with the mirror.

The deafening roar that thundered along after her as she ran caused the very foundations of the tunnel to slightly shake. Seras knew she had to get out soon otherwise she was in danger of there being a tunnel collapsing and being trapped with the beast chasing her.

The thought caused her to run even faster. She was now moving so fast that everything was a blur. Her vampire instincts were taking over as her survival became more important than the mission she was on, or going back to investigate the mysterious mirror.

Why does this always seem to happen to me? Seras thought with dismay as fled through seemingly never-ending tunnels that did not seem to be leading to any hope of the exit.

Slowly though, very slowly, the werewolf was beginning to catch up to her.

Everytime Seras risked a glance over her shoulder, she found the golden eyes staring right back at her. The great black jaw open, great white teeth gleaming and long pink tongue lolling out of the side of its mouth as it panted with enthused energy. Enjoying the chase and thrill of the hunt.

Seras screamed in terror and stepped up her speed again and her heart cried out with joy when she saw familiar stairs up ahead at the end of the tunnel she was in.

Leaping up them seven at a time, it was only a few more minutes that Seras was able to make her way from the underbelly of the castle into the cold open air into freedom. But her chaser was behind her every step of the way.

Scrambling dangerously along the tops of the cliffs, Seras silently cursed herself for not listening to the old couple and their warnings. Why did she go to the ruins when they had warned her? An image of Integra and her master flashed in her mind and she knew she had her answer.

She'd been sent here to investigate an increase of vampire attacks. Not somehow transport a 18th century werewolf from a mirror and have it chase her where she could possibly die!

An image of her master with an amused smirk watching the whole situation and his voice saying 'You've faced worse Police Girl…you are terrified of a lowly werewolf?' made Seras gnash her fangs in annoyance.

Yes he would find this amusing…

Her lack of concentration suddenly caused Seras' balance to shift as she tripped over a jagged rock and make the unthinkable happen.

She rolled her ankle.

Falling down hard onto the sharp rocks, Seras cried out in pain and immediately tried to get up but failed when the shock of her descent and the speed she had been travelling at caused her to have vertigo when she suddenly looked over the side of the cliff and found the roaring seas slamming itself against the edge of the sheer cliff-wall.

Vertigo hit her so badly that Seras found herself clinging to the rocks she had fallen on and crawling slightly away from the terrifying drop.

Quickly she came to her senses and within a second Seras had scrambled into a standing position and began running again. The pain in her ankle was excruciating but as she ran she felt it begin to heal.

It took only a few seconds for the pain to dull away but that was all it took for a great force to suddenly make contact with her back and force her to go flying and ultimately crashing onto the ground with a sickening thud.

The sharp rocks tore through her skin and she cried out in pain.

When she dragged to a stop against the ground, Seras instantly was on high alert as she spun around, fangs bared, prepared for a fight against her werewolf attacker.

But there was none there.

Her now-red eyes slowly fading back to their usual blue, Seras slowly turned three hundred and sixty degrees and saw to her complete surprise, that she was completely alone.

There was no more scary, enraged over-sized werewolf chasing her, no apparition, no…nothing.

Rubbing the back of her head, Seras immediately winced when a sharp pain erupted in her skull.

Removing her hand away from her head, she saw her glove was now covered in blood. Carefully she examined herself and felt the numerous cuts and deep gashes that covered her from head to toe.

Sense told her that she had to leave and get back to the safety of her accommodation so she could contact Hellsing. She wasn't sure how Sir Integra was going to react, let alone if she was going to believe her or how she was going to successfully explain exactly what had happened. But Seras knew she had to do it.

Slowly and carefully she began to make her way along the cliffs and began to ponder on what had happened.

Lost in her reverie of thought, she didn't hear the sound of soft footsteps beginning to follow her.

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It had been his chuckle that had given him away.

"And what do we have here?"

She had instantly recognized his voice. Had instantly felt the terror that she always felt whenever she dreamt of him. Spoke of him. Heard about him.

Seras didn't even reply. Instead she had simply turned and began to run for her life.

A werewolf she could take.

Father Alexander Anderson, member of Iscariot and the Vatican's strongest weapon, she could not.

It had taken only a second for the first blessed blade to slice through her soft flesh, piercing her chest and coming out cleanly on the other side. It wasn't until the next six blades to make their way into her body, one at a time, that she was overwhelmed with the pain. But still she tried to run, but she was so much slower than she had been. Her speed was now close to that of a walk, but still she continued to move.

Her breathing quickly turned into gasping as it soon became harder and harder to move, let alone breathe out of her mouth.

He was relentless, slowly trailing behind her, mocking her with his religious talk and laughing at her of how he had expected more from her but she was just so weak compared to her master. How he was going enjoy this kill more than he had for a while because he knew her master, Alucard, would come and seek revenge for killing her.

Seras had lost count of the number of blades that pierced her. But as one more hit her, she finally collapsed onto the ground and cried out as the force of the ground hit the blades' ends and cut even further into her.

The Paladin laughed as he watched her begin to try and crawl away from him. Sneering at the mighty blood trail that followed the young vampire along the ground, he wrinkled his nose slightly at the smell of the acrid blood.

"Ye vampires spill more blood than ye worth. All that blood ye filled up with has been stolen from others…a sin punishable that will leave a place for ye in the bottom-est pits of hell where ye shall suffer eternal torment and pain."

Seras stopped crawling as she heard this and finally built the courage to turn her face and gaze up at her killer.

If she was going to die, she was going to face it dead on with no fear.

Master would have been proud…I hope.

Summoning up all remaining strength, Seras took as deep a breath as her pierced lungs would allow, and spat blood from her mouth with such force that it caused Father Alexander to take a few steps back when it collided with his face.

Temporarily blinding him, Seras took the few precious seconds given to her to use her dwindling vampire strength to push herself off the ground. Turning around, she didn't even think twice when she ran to the cliff's edge and launched herself off it.

Tumbling tumultuously through the air, downwards towards the roaring waves of the sea, Seras was able to hear with immense satisfaction the roar of the Paladin as his victim had, once again, escaped him.

It took only a few for Seras to hit the surface of the ocean and she did not try and struggle against the raw power of the waves. They began to carry her away from the cliffs and away from the land. Slowly she was carried along with the current until land disappeared altogether and she was alone in the wide ocean.

By the time she started sinking, her strength and will to live now fully gone, the sun had risen and its ray were harmless against her as she disappeared beneath the waves.

The cold darkness completely encased her, rendering all of her abilities, senses and very consciousness. Mind lost in a deep abyss of nothingness, having no sense of being.

Her strawberry blonde hair floating around head like a golden halo as she slowly sank deeper and deeper through the dark water.

She was now so deep that the ocean's waves could no longer lull her along in a current. The descent towards the bottom seemed to be taking forever to complete. Having no air in her lungs had stopped the bubbles to trail slowly from her slack mouth long ago.

The many habitants of the ocean had watched with curiosity at the stranger in their habitat, slowly sinking deeper and deeper away from the sunlight.

But this creature they knew was different compared to others that looked like her and had followed the same drowning journey.

This one was higher up on the food chain than anything in the sea…

She was a hunter.

An entity.

Something powerful.

Her aura was coming off her in such powerful waves that it was stopping any possible threat coming within her vicinity, mainly curious sharks circling near by looking for an easy meal.

Her bright yellow uniform stood out like a beacon as any remaining beam of sunlight clung to it through the rising darkness. The shield on her sleeve glinted once in the sun and the bright writing of 'Hellsing' sparkled for all to see, but it disappeared forever as the dark depths of the ocean swallowed Seras Victoria up whole and she disappeared into the darkness.

The bright red trail of blood had followed her from her journey from falling through surface of the ocean and now it mingled in the darkness and could not be seen either. But if one could see it, they would see it begin to pool and cloud the entire surrounding water. Seeping out at such an alarming rate that it frightened away all fish and caused the sharks to even back off as the powerful blood dulled their senses and overpowered every other instinct into retreat.

And so, Seras was now truly alone and died as she sank.

Her last thought as her spirit left her body was to call out to her master and say she was going to be ok. She had pleaded for him not to chase the Paladin because she feared for his life. To look after Sir Integra and apologise for failing her mission and say thank you to her and Walter for everything. And…finally…that she loved him and for saving her life so long ago to have given her a new one. It had been much more fulfilling that human one and for that she would be forever grateful.

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