AN: So finally a new chapter. It's been more than a week so I'm sorry for that. Also many, many thanks for the reviews, I never really thought that we are going to reach 5!

Also I hope that Seras isn't OOC, I'm trying my best, but let me know what you think. So anyway, as always have fun!

Edward was walking down the street of London, looking like any other man after some hard work. He was wearing a red shirt, his old jeans that he got for his 18th birthday from his grandmother, and some old sport shoes. On his head was a cap which read Manchester on the front with red letters. It was an old crap he found a few days ago in the trash. But he needed it for his collection. His cover had to be perfect. The only thing that was a bit unusual about him was the bigger-than-normal handgun under his shoulder, carefully hidden from undesirable eyes. It had the model of a regular accelerator pistol, but was slightly modified for his special requirements. First of all it was extra hard, so it could be easily used as a melee weapon, then there was the longer clip and of course silver bullets. Always silver bullets. He didn't even know when did he last use standard ones. If you checked him out from closer, you could see that there was some thick dust on his outfit. Not surprising, he was coming home from work. All that dust is going to be hard to wash out from his clothes.

He was going to the bounty dealer. You have to live from something after all. He turned into an almost invisible ally, that you would miss when you didn't know that it's there. He walked past some self-cleaning dumpsters and he was soon in front of a door. It was an old simple metal one with a big rectangular window in the middle of it that could be opened. Edward looked around for one more time, then knocked on the door three times. Then he waited. The window opened and a grumpy looking, almost bald little man was behind it. He was holding a big white rod in his hand, that would send more thousands of volt through anyone who would look bad at him. Luckily Edward didn't plan to do that.

"How much?" -asked the grumpy man. Edward reached into his pocket and took out some small things. They were bloody chips, two red one and one blue. He placed them into the hand of the old man, who examined them. -"They look legit. Okay, wait here." and with that he closed the window. Edward stood in the ally a but unpleased. It looked like it'll rain soon, and he wanted to be home as soon as possible. Normally the Upper-City would have blocked all the rain but they liked to just let it flow down on them. With all the other crap that they didn't need up there. Everybody hated them in the Under-City or as he liked to call it The City. The town of poor or mutated people, who couldn't afford a nice, big and clean apartment up there. Finally the guy opened the window again. -"Here ya go. Now away with you!" - said the grumpy man and gave Edward some metal cards. They were as big as your hand and there was an engraved number on them.

"Not much..." -mumbled Edward

"Well, it's bad times for everyone."

"Yeah I guess." and with that Edward walked away.

Indeed it began to rain. The streets were quickly wet and slippery. The water sizzled on the neon light bars. Edward looked at his watch. He used to be at home by now. Those vampires took more time than he wanted to spend. He sped up his pace. As he walked around the corner, not far away from his flat, he saw a big crater in the ground. It looked like something massive crashed into the pavement here, even cut a car in half. Not that anyone used cars anymore here, they couldn't get any fuel or biogas to empower it. They couldn't even use solar, since not a single sunbeam touched these grounds in years. Then he looked at the bench not far away from the mess, and saw a girl. She was young, curvy and nude. It looked like he didn't get up for nothing today.

He walked to her and looked at her. She had blond hair. He tried to wake her up, but she didn't respond at all. Then he checked for her pulse but she didn't have any, she was also cold like a corpse.

"Dammit, I can't leave her like this here..." he thought and lifted her up in his arms. She was much lighter than he expected. There was only one place where he could take her at the moment, and it was his flat. So he began walking again.

It was a long time ago when Seras last had to reform herself from a pile of goo. Not that it was a problem for her, but it still didn't feel right. She was used to her human form and not a slime. Soon the goo began to rise and form a humanoid shape, Seras's to be exact. Then the black goo faded away, and there was Seras standing in her full glory. She looked around. She was in the middle of a street in a crater that her impacting body caused. She walked out from the hole. There were other cars around on the street but most of them were rusted, or had thick dust laying on them. They were obviously not used recently. As she looked above herself, she saw a rail running above the street, it looked like some kind of train rail but she saw no train anywhere. The buildings weren't in a good shape, a lot of them had graffities and broken windows. Suddenly a headache hit her.

"Uh, it looks like my new roommates are impatient." thought Seras as she grabbed her head into her palms. - "I'll have to read them the policy and make sure that they obey...Oh, nice a bench. Just what I needed." and she walked to the rusty bench. It looked pretty old, but not as old as her. It was made from some kind of new metal that she didn't know sat down, leaned back and closed her eyes. Soon she was diving into her mind.

As she opened her eyes she found herself in darkness. There was absolutely nothing, it looked she was flying in mid-air. As she looked around, soon found she a couple of people not far away from herself. She began walking to them. When she got close enough, one of them noticed her.

"You BITCH!" - shouted he. His mates turned around and looked at her too.

"Well, hello there." - said Seras casually, even waving at them. She noticed that next to the three soldiers, there was a black pile of goo on the floor. She guessed that it was the hobo, her first meal.

"We are going to kill you!" yelled the other soldier and looked for any kind of weapon. Their original weapons weren't on them when they woke up. When he ran out of ideas to where to search for some kind of weapon, he lunged at her. His mates followed him. Seras looked at them raising one eyebrow. Her facial expression suggested that she was pretty bored from them, and just wanted to move on. She didn't raise a hand as the soldiers jumped on her, and began hitting the living shit out from her. Their eyes glowed with hate and bloodlust too, as Seras body soon was reduced to only a bloody pile of meat on the ground.

"No that we are done with her, let's get out from here." said the first as he stood up and looked around. The other two followed him, but they didn't see anything just the black void.

"There is no way out folks." said suddenly Seras scaring all three of them.

"How can she be still alive?!"

"Well, I'm technically dead. But so are you, so there is no need to fight."

"WHAT?"

"Okay, just let me see if I remember how to do this." said Seras and began to concentrate on reforming herself. Geez, it's been a while since last time I had to do things like this in my mind. But luckily soon Seras healed herself. For the other soldiers it was an almost immediate effect, from one second to the other the black goo jumped into the form of Seras.

"Hey, Bitch! Explain yourself or I'm going to kill you!" but Seras barely looked at him, instead she was looking around.

"This place isn't good for us to speak. It's too empty." and with this sentence walls began to come out of nowhere and joined together around them. Also a ceiling and floor appeared under them. The whole room looked like an old mansion with wooden flooring and wallpapered walls. Even a fireplace was there. From the ceiling a chandelier hung down. There were windows, but they were covered with curtains. Not far from the windows was a big wooden desk with a big, and probably very comfortable chair. In front of the desk were three chairs next to each other facing the desk. Little did the soldiers know what this room was a copy of Integra's old study.

Seras sat into the big chair behind the desk and motioned the other soldiers to sit in front of her. They looked at each other, then slowly approached the chairs and sat down. They looked confused, but Seras didn't blame them. They witnessed a lot of things.

"So now that we can speak like civilized people...I can't say this any better but you are dead."

"WHAT?" asked them in union again.

"Oh come on, isn't it obvious? I killed all of you."

"...we noticed..." mumbled one of the soldiers.

"But you, obviously again, aren't in heaven or hell, but in my head. You can't escape from here, and you'll remain with me till eternity." At this sentence one of the soldiers choked.

"So what's your plan with us, oh mighty." said the other soldier with a mocking tone.

"Let me finish...so as you probably already know, I'm a vampire.."

"Yeah, the part where you sucked us dry gave a pretty good clue."

"Oh, shut up already...So you'll live in my head, but you are free to roam. I'm not going to restrict you in any way, like my master did."

"And are we supposed to live in this room for the rest of your life?"

"No..."

"And how come we understand you?"

"Well, you are in my head, that's the least."

"...right."

"But before I let you roam in your new world, I want you to teach me your language." all the soldiers sighed but they didn't have a choice.

Edward was right outside his door with a woman in his hands. It was a unique experience. The security system recognised him a few seconds after he arrived to the door, which now opened. As he stepped inside the lights switched on. He went right to the living room not bothering taking down his shoes like before. His living room looked like it wasn't cleaned in the last ten years. He walked over to his couch and placed the woman on it. Then he turned around and went to a small cupboard and took out a blanket. He went back to the nude girl, and covered her with it.

"I gotta clean up here..." he thought "I have a guest after all."

He turned around and began the cleaning with the small table in front of the couch, which had at least 15 different dishes and cups on it. He took them out to the kitchen and began washing them. The kitchen had white-tiled floor which was surprisingly clean. When he finished with the washing of the dishes and cups, he reached into one of the kitchen cabinets and took out a small disk. He placed it down on the floor, and pressed the only button on the top. The small robot whirled to life, spun around and launched itself into the living room. It was just a usual cleaning-bot, the one that you can buy anywhere. Edward followed the robot and went back to the living room. He picked up the clothes on the ground, and put them away in his only wardrobe in the room. It was an old wooden one, he got it from the previous owner of the flat.

After he finally finished cleaning up his flat, it looked half-decent. He placed a chair in front of the couch, and sat down. He already changed his clothes to something more comfortable. He was wearing a so called "breathing T-shirt" and a jean. He had his gun in his lap. He just sat there, and waited for the girl to wake up.

"Can we go then?" asked the soldier who was called Stanley apparently.

"Yes." answered exhausted Seras. She didn't know how long they have been sitting there, but she managed to learn a whole language. So it had to be at least a few hours. As Seras said this, a door appeared behind the three soldiers, on the opposite wall of the desk. The soldiers looked at each other, they couldn't believe that they can leave this room. They were in here for so long, that they completely lost their sense of time. At last, they got up, and slowly walked to the double door. Stanley looked back at Seras like asking for permission, what she gave. Stanley pressed down the door knob.

There was the same old nothingness outside. Stanley wanted to turn around and give a look that said "Are you fucking kidding me", but he didn't because he noticed something odd not far away from where they were standing. Something green began to grow under their feets. Stanley crouched down to take a closer look at it. It was a halm! As he looked up, he saw, that as far as the eye could see grass began growing out of nowhere. Soon, the impenetrable blackness was broken with the green line under their feet. The soldiers watched this with awe and shock, they saw as a whole new world is being created. They saw, as some places began to bulge upwards, some began to sink creating valleys and hills. Some hills far away rose higher than their counterparts, and their surface lost the grassy look, and was replaced with the gray color of stone. Not far away from them one of the valley was far lower than the others, and you could see something wet at the bottom of it. Soon, Stanley saw a small puddle which began to grow bigger and bigger, soon becoming a lake. All of a sudden the blackness of the sky was replaced with light blue. From the lake began vapor fly upwards, and soon the soldiers could see as the first clouds were formed. The soldiers walked forward from the doorway as they proceeded what they were witnessing. One of the soldiers suddenly shouted out in surprise. As he jumped a few feets away, Stanley could see a small brown thing in the ground where the soldier stood before. The brown thing began to grow. Soon they realized that it's a tree. It grew past them and continued it's way upwards. Branches grew on it's body and soon green leafes covered the tree. More and more trees appeared around them turning the green hills and valleys into a forest. The trees casted shadows on the soldiers faces. They stood there with their jaws on the ground.

"Maybe she isn't rotten to her core.."

"...maybe"-said Stanley

Seras slowly opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was the ceiling of some kind of room. She felt that a blanket is on her body. As she turned her head, she saw a man sitting not too far away from her holding a weapon in his hands. His eyes were glowing green and were fixed on her.

"Vampire." this was the only word spoken after a long minute of stare.

"Hi?" answered Seras unsure of the situation. The only thing she knew was that this man didn't want to kill her, at least not yet, or else he would have tried it before. "Where...where am I?" Seras didn't speak like that because she was afraid, but because she used this language for the first time.

"You were lying on a bench nude. I took you with me."

"That doesn't sound creepy at all..." Edward rewarded her with a small smile.

"You aren't like the other bloodsuckers."

"You have no idea..."grinned Seras"..Mr...who are you by the way?"

"I'm a hunter."

"A what?..." but as Seras finished her sentence she turned her head sideways a bit, it looked like she would listen to someone else. Then she turned her eyes back at Edward. "Oh, so you hunt Freaks?"

"Freaks?"

"Yeah, like chipped vampires and such."

"Oh...yes I do. But I should be asking. Who are you and why were you lying naked on that bench?" Seras already opened her mouth to answer, but then she stopped. She stared at Edward, who began to feel uncomfortable. He almost thought that she is planning something and got ready to jump. But then Seras spoke.

"We have company."

"Wha..." but Edward couldn't finish his sentence as the front door exploded to a million shards. He saw as an energy-wave coming from a Shock-Launcher hit the wall behind the front door and teared right through it and escaped into the night. He saw two big werewolves coming through the door and looking around. Both of them held a submachine gun. Edward didn't waste anymore time, and jumped to his wardrobe. Teared it open, and took out a small device. He locked it on his back, and switched it on. Small parts of metal slid out from the device and followed the curve of his legs and arms. It was an exoskeleton. He knew this is the only way to face werewolves in close combat, and even with this extra strength it was risky. He also took out an extra submachine gun from the wardrobe which was holding a secret weapon stash.

He turned around, and saw that there were only seconds before the enemies get in the room. He took a glance at Seras, who was just lying there, her faces had no trace of fear, but she looked more like a spectator on the beginning of some kind of show. She even had her hands behind her head while lying on her back! "Was this woman crazy?" he thought to himself.

He began running to the opening of the living room, and reached it just as the first werewolf came into view. Edward lifted his pistol at the werewolf and aimed, but the wolf saw him too. The werewolf tried to turn back behind the corner he just came around, but wasn't quick enough. Edward's aim missed and instead of hitting the monster's heart, he shot his shoulder. The werewolf growled loudly as the mercury bullet hit him and destroyed his left shoulder. He was angry, and Edward was far too close. The wolf grabbed Edward's arm, and threw him behind himself into the kitchen. Edward landed on the kitchen cabinet then slid onto the floor. He winced in pain. He knew he has seconds to react, because the werewolf got ready to jump at him. Edward lifted his arm, and shot the full clip of his submachine gun into the creature. It tried to dodge them by jumping to the left, but didn't manage to avoid all the projectiles. Quite a few hit him in the lower half of his chest. The monster lay on the ground trying to heal itself.

Meanwhile the other werewolf reached the opening of the living room. He saw as his flock member threw that hunter into the kitchen. He knew that his mate is more than capable to handle him. He walked into the living room and looked around. There was nothing suspicious at the beginning, but then he saw someone lying on the couch. It was a woman with a cover lying on her. The woman looked at him grinning, he saw nothing but hunger in her eyes! He was afraid from her, from those crimson eyes that burned through his soul. All his bones screamed: "RUN!"

They stared at each other, the werewolf was frozen in place. This woman, she was much stronger than he, than anyone he ever knew, and she was watching him like a predator. Then she opened her mouth. She whispered, but he understood every single word clearly.

"Go, play with your hunter, Dog!" she said. The werewolf didn't need anymore persuasion, and turned around. That's when the submachine gun in the hunter's hand whirled to life and shot his mate.

Edward's submachine gun ran out of ammo, he didn't have time to take extra clips out. He only had his pistol left, and saw that the other werewolf was coming his way. He wondered why he didn't hear the girl fight, the werewolf met her theoretically. However this wasn't the time thinking about this. He had to find a way to kill the wolf approaching him. The wolf placed one of his hands on the jamb. That's when Edward decided to shoot. He shot all the remaining bullets of his pistol into the wall where the wolf was standing. He heard him roar up as the accelerated silver bullets hit him, but obviously this one was stronger, because the wolf continued his way into the room. Edward was panicking. Then the realization hit him. He hid weapons all over the flat for exactly this reason. He went quickly through his memory, trying to remember where the weapon was in the kitchen.

The wolf was already in the kitchen only a few feets away from him, when Edward finally remembered. It was right behind him in the cabinet! He turned around, and teared it open. He grabbed the silver sword hidden, it was attached to the top of the cabinet from inside. He grabbed it out just in time, when the werewolf launched himself at Edward. He simply held the sword out in front of him, and felt as the heavy body of the monster landed on it. The sword went clean through the monsters chest, and it's hearth. It collapsed immediately on the ground. Edward was tired, but knew this isn't over yet. There was the other wolf, and possibly someone else too. A vampire almost always accompanied the werewolves, they were linked together as master and servants. It's pretty obvious who was the servant, since there was no vampire corpse lying around in the flat.

Edward pulled the sword out from the wolf's body with a loud smack as air rushed into the hole that the sword made. He grabbed the edge of the cabinet and helped himself up. Blood was dripping from the edge of the sword painting the kitchen's floor red. Edward was thinking. He lost both his guns and there was still a living werewolf in the flat. The wolf probably had enough time to regenerate, so he'll have to fight with him again. Edward began to walk out from the kitchen.

As he stepped out into the corridor, he looked to the left where the wolf previously landed. Of course it wasn't there, but a blood stain was leading to the right, behind Edward. Sadly he wasn't quick enough to turn around, the wolf landed on him. Edward cried out in pain as the monster bit down on his shoulder. The wolf began to maul Edward's shoulder causing immense pain. Edward knew that he lost his left arm, and if he doesn't do anything soon, he is over. So he reached back with the sword in his hand and stabbed it into the wolf's stomach. The monster only roared, and attacked him even more furiously. Edward in despair pulled his legs up to the wolf's stomach, and kicked himself away from it as hard as he could. He felt as the flesh parts on his shoulder, and the bones crack. He just lost his left arm. His kick was powerful enough to fly him to the entrance of the flat. He had the exoskeleton after all. He landed heavily on his back and slid a few more meters until he reached the end of the corridor.

The wolf bawled in anger, and threw the dead arm away. His eyes were glowing with hate. This puny human killed his pack mate. He has to die. And so the wolf began to sprint to Edward, planning to make him part of the wall. Edward didn't have too much time to think, but this time his luck helped him out of trouble. Again. He spotted the Shock-Launcher on the floor, that the intruders used to get into his home without an invitation. He quickly picked it up in one hand, thanking the exoskeleton for the extra power that he needed. It was one heavy piece of weapon. He leaned it to the wall with the barrel pointing at the wolf. He placed his finger on the trigger, and pulled it. The gun began to buzz louder and louder. There was several lights on the front, that began to light on as the gun got ready to fire it's devastating ammunition. The front of the weapon was flat with ring on it, that lit up. The wolf was close enough, and again, jumped on Edward. He landed on Edward with the weapon facing his stomach. They glanced into each other's eyes for a fraction of a second. The wolf's eyes were filled with hate, while in Edward's you could only see desperation. Then the buzzing faded away, and both of them heard a loud ping, that signaled the readiness of the weapon. Upon hearing this the hate in the wolf's eyes was replaced by shock and fear, while on Edward's mouth a small grin appeared.

The gun launched it's shockwave tearing the werewolf to tiny pieces, and painting a large part of the corridor, and everything within it red. The ceiling was partly destroyed, and Edward could see the Upper-City outside. Guts were hanging from the remaining part of the ceiling above him. There was silence, nothing moved. Edward had some time to catch his breath. Then he got up using the Shock-Launcher as a crutch. His shoulder wasn't bleeding anymore, he knew that it'll take a while to regenerate his hand, but at least he was alive. For now anyway.

Edward began walking back to the girl he saved before, to question her. He was too tired for anymore fighting today. As he got into the sight of the front door, his plans changed. He had only a split second to glance to his right, where he saw a figure standing in the doorway. Before he could react, he was pinned to the wall with a strong hand. Another hand grabbed the launcher, and ripped it out from his hand. The gun flyed behind the vampire. It was a male one, with brown hair that was hanging in clumps. His eyes were of course red. He held Edward pinned to the wall with his upper-arm in his neck.

"You killed my wolves! You fucking bastard, you have no idea how long it took to get them! And now they are just worthless meal in this fucking flat of yours! You are going to have a long, and painful death." he said and drew out a small dagger from under his cloth. That's when the vampire glanced to his right, and saw a girl standing there. She had a big black jacket on her with black T-shirt and a red jean. She had long leather boots on her feet, and yellow tinted glasses on her face. She was grinning. Oh and she also had a big-fucking-ass pistol in her hand. Just like the one Edward used before. " Don't come closer sweetheart, or I'm going to kill your friend. In fact, what about you go back into your room, and when I'm done we can introduce ourselves?"

Seras grinned even more than before if this was even possible upon hearing this vampire. Who does think he is? she thought. " Okay. I don't care about that rat anyway." she answered, turned around and went back into the room.

"WHAT?" asked Edward angrily. He couldn't believe this woman. He just saved her ass from the wolves and now she is just letting him die? The vampire turned his head back to Edward, and smiled. "Now, where were we?"

But before he could do anything, a familiar voice ringed behind him. "Okay, I changed my mind. Sorry...sweetheart." said Seras with a mocking tone at the end. Edward's eyes widened as he saw, that Seras walked out from the wall, and pointed her pistol right at the vampire's head. She still had the same big grin on her lips, and before the male vampire could have react, she pulled the trigger. Edward quickly ducked, so Seras doesn't blow his head off too. And so the flat was expanded with another bullethole. And some more blood and brain. The vampire's body turned to ash.

"Fucking Freaks.." said Seras with disgust, then she held her hand out for Edward to grab. He accepted it, and so Seras pulled him on his feet.

"Who are you?" asked Edward with some fear in his voice.

"My name is Seras. Seras Victoria."

"That can't be..." murmured Edward with disbelieve to himself.