The Lost composer of London

This chapter is dedicated to Jane Morales, the one who inspired me to keep writing all of my stories may you rest in peace.

A.n:I wanted to make this clear to everyone "The lost composer of London" Is getting more updates because me and my co-writer have been writing this series for a while so each new chapter is coming out faster than the other because he editing them before I put them please do not PM about the story having more chapter than others. I am getting to them don't worry.

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Chapter 3- London's underground.

Seras sat against the wall, gasping for air. Her head was calming down, but her nerves were still strung up. Walter stood above her, unsure what to do.

"What was that?" he asked, trying to cover up his frustration over being interrupted.

"I... I don't know," Seras admitted." H-he just kept staring at me. Over and over and OVER AND OVER AND OVER!" She was screaming by the end of it. Walter crouched down and placed his hands on her shoulders.

"Calm down Miss Victoria," he pleaded. "This is no way for a soldier to act!"

Seras clasped her mouth closed: he was right. She was stronger than that. She collected herself and looked into Walter's eyes, shaking mildly. "Sorry."

Walter smiled comfortingly. "That's better. Now, go to your room and calm yourself. In this state of mind you're not going to help me here." Seras hesitated for a moment, saddened by his blatant statement that she was useless to him, then nodded and walked away.

Of course you're useless to him now, Seras thought, you were like putty in that kid's hands. Stupid! Then she began to think more about what it was Joshua actually did to her: all he did was stare at her, that was enough to tear her apart from the inside. But no... he wasn't just staring, she could feel it. There was suppressed power their, power he used to break her. What else could he be capable of, I wonder?

"Shit!" Seras spun around and saw Walter running up the stairs in a panic. He was calling for Integra.

Seras took off running, down the hall to the dungeons. Idiot Seras, idiot! How did they get here in the first place? A fucking portal! She burst through the door and her suspicions were confirmed: the room was empty. Joshua and Neku had escaped, right from under their noses.

The Hellsing Manor was thrown into an uproar: the entirety of the Wild Geese were ordered to search every centimeter of the estate. They looked in storage closets, in chimneys, they were sent down into the deepest depths of the manor, to places many men didn't even know existed. Alucard and Seras were on the hunt as well; Seras took to the roof of the manor and watched the ground with eyes that no human could use, while Alucard searched the deep, dark places that the Wild Geese would never find. But neither high nor low could the two boys be found.

They had simply vanished. Even Neku's pins and headphones were missing, taken right out of a soldier's pockets.

Hours past, and it was very nearly morning when Seras grew too tired to continue.

"Giving up so easily?" She could hear Alucard's voice, but he was nowhere around. He had a bad habit of doing that, she thought. "There are two potentially dangerous trespassers in our home, and you wish to sleep?"

"Master," Seras said out loud, rubbing her eyes. "I won't be any good for a search if I'm so tired. Besides, it's nearly day."

She could feel Alucard's disapproval. "Do what you will, Police Girl." Seras sighed with some relief and climbed down the manor. She walked through the various troops of the Wild Geese, who were far more tired than Seras but wouldn't dare stop searching in fear of Integra and Alucard.

Poor bastards, she thought. Her room didn't take long to reach, and she could tell that it had been searched by the men. Most of her drawers were open, and her clothes weren't in the proper order. I take it back, she thought vengefully, let them keep working. Seras closed the room from men and the sun alike, and settled into her coffin. It was still very cramped and uncomfortable to her.

"You know, I thought your room would be a tad more decorated." Seras shot up and reached for where her gun was, but grasped at empty air. There, just in front of her, was Joshua, smiling like he wasn't being hunted by a hundred soldiers and a vampire. Behind him, leaning against the wall, was her rifle.

Her mind raced on what her options were: call for the soldiers? Joshua would be able to escape before they got here. Try and capture him herself? She was certainly faster than him, and she could overpower him in close combat.

She heard music coming from her left, and she turned to see Neku leaning against that wall. He was turning a pin between his fingers. Even if Seras could catch Joshua, Neku was bound to hit her before she got to him. Her only chance was her gun, and that was behind Joshua. At the moment, Seras was stuck.

"You're very quiet," Joshua said. "Silence really doesn't suit you Seras. I'm sure you have some very good ideas that people would want to hear."

Her eyes squinted. "You know my name?"

"Among other things," Joshua said casually. "For example, I know about your vampiric master Alucard. Quite the character, wouldn't you agree?" Seras stayed silent. "Well, I find him interesting. Cheating death for so many years, it does things to a man. Well, if Alucard was a man, but we both know he's something very different." Seras just watched him. Joshua could tell that she wasn't paying attention to him.

"But I suppose that's not important. The important one here is you, Seras. You're the reason we're here." Joshua stepped forward, away from the gun. Seras could see an opportunity rising. He just needed to come a little closer.

"Tell me Seras," Joshua smiled. "What do you remember of the time between when your parents died and when you wanted to become an officer of the law?" Seras' mind froze in shock.

"How do you know that?" she asked, paralyzed.

"I told you, I know many things," Joshua's smile widened. He looked more sinister than anything Seras had ever seen now, in the dark of her room. His eyes seemed to light up and cast shadows over his pale face.

"Here's another question; have you ever seen someone running through the street or through a building like they were late for something, but no one ever noticed them except you or your master?"

What kind of question was that? What did it have to do with Seras? Of course she hadn't seen anything like that. But Joshua just smiled away like nobody's business.

"Just remember that question," he said, and then Joshua and Neku were gone. They'd disappeared into the floor like a drop of water. Seras sat up for a long while. She wasn't tired anymore.

Nights passed in relative lethargy. No one ever did find Joshua and Neku, and while Integra remained furious there was really nothing to do about it until they appeared again.

It was day when Seras saw what very well could have changed the rest of her life if she hadn't seen it. She was packing up her gun from a morning of training, and out of the corner of her eye she noticed someone on the grounds of Hellsing.

It was a girl, no older than thirteen by the look of her. She was running toward the manor, but wasn't focused on it; she was turning her head quickly from side to side, like she was looking for something she lost.

"Hey," Seras called to the girl. "Are you lost? This is private property, you have to leave." The girl froze like a deer when she heard Seras' voice. Seras took a step forward, and the girl bolted off. "Wait, where are you going?" Seras ran after her, but the girl was fast enough to even keep ahead of her vampire speed. High above them in the manor, Alucard watched as Seras took chase of the girl.

First the boy with the pins, now this girl, Alucard thought. Why do the dead so suddenly flock us? Could it be the boy Joshua calling them? What is his plan... Alucard couldn't help but smile. "Oh, this is becoming most interesting."

The two ran for miles, all the way into the city of London. Seras was quickly running out of energy to run, but the girl didn't even seem to stumble after such a long distance. Seras had to stop and breathe, and soon the girl was out of sight.

"*gasp gasp* Damnit!" She kicked the ground and looked out over the street. It was empty, except for her. Not even a car drove by.

"Fast one, isn't she?" Seras jumped at the sound of Joshua's voice behind her. She turned and saw him smiling at her. Neku stood behind him, buried in his headphones.

"You know, you have a bad habit of appearing out of nowhere."

"You have no idea," Neku said. Seras didn't know how he could hear her over his music.

Joshua walked past Seras and looked into the distance. "So tell me Seras, did you notice anything special about the girl you just chased? Besides her incredible speed and stamina?" He pulled out his phone.

Seras looked at him, wondering just what he was up to. "No."

"Well then, let's take a closer look, shall we?" Suddenly Seras was falling through the ground. The street rose above her and she was engulfed by a black void. Neku and Joshua fell beside her; Neku was yelling something, she really couldn't hear it over the rush of air, and Joshua looked very calm, typing something into his phone.

Then, before Seras could put together what had happened, she hit the ground. Above her she saw a hole in the sky like the one above Hellsing close. Joshua and Neku were standing above her. Neku offered his hand.

"The first time is the worst, I can tell you that. After that you get used to it." Seras took his hand and he pulled her up.

"Do I want to get used to it though?" Neku shrugged and pressed his headphones closer to his ears.

"Here we go," Joshua said behind her. "Look down there." Seras turned to see where he was pointing to, and saw the girl she was chasing earlier. The girl appeared to be talking to another kid, this one a boy, in a crowd of people. "Now do you notice anything strange about the girl and boy?"

"No," Seras said. "They're just talking."

"Really look though. Look at the people around them." Seras sighed and looked again. She watched the crowd around them, but nothing very interesting happened. Her eyes followed one guy walking towards the two kids. Maybe that was their dad, coming to get them. But then, rather than stop or go around the kids, he walked straight through them! He didn't even blink, he just passed right through them like they were air.

Seras was taken aback, and Joshua next to her smiled. "Now you see it, don't you? The other people don't see the boy and girl. They aren't even on the same plane as them."

"Are..." Seras paused, still wrapping her head around what she just saw. "Are they ghosts?"

"In a way. They are dead, that is certain. Ghosts though, that's not totally accurate. They're more like... lost souls, let's say. Looking for something."

"That sounds exactly like ghosts," Seras pointed out.

"Call them what you will," Joshua shrugged.

Neku interrupted them. "They're Players in the Reaper Game," he explained. Seras turned to him.

"Reaper Game? What's..." She saw a flash in the corner of her eye and heard a scream. She turned and saw the two kids facing something. It was strange, like an animal, but warped, discolored. It charged the kids, and Seras made to jump in and help them. Joshua placed a hand on her shoulder.

"You can't help. It's against the rules for the living..." he paused and looked at her with what looked like condemnation. "Or in your case, half-living, to intrude." Seras shook off his hand and looked back to the kids. She was about to pounce anyway, rules or not, when the girl waved her arm and lightning struck the beast. The boy then charged it and a spear of light appeared in his hands, bursting through it. Seras looked closer and saw pins in their hands.

She looked at Neku, who was watching them fight with a blank expression. She remembered his own pins.

"Are you..." she stopped, unsure how to ask.

"I was." Neku said dryly. "That's the point of the Reaper Game: they're trying to come back to life. And they can only do that by winning." Seras looked back at the kids. The boy was sitting on the ground, as if he had been injured. The girl was kneeling over him, waving another pin over his body.

"People don't win a lot, do they?"

"It's very rare," Joshua said. "But when it does happen, they come back better for it." He looked at Neku. "Isn't that right, 'Phones?'" Neku looked at him with contempt, and Joshua laughed. Seras was completely lost.

"Heheh, anyway," Joshua continued. "The games are hosted by, as you would guess, beings called Reapers. They used to be the souls of the dead, but rather than come back to life they chose to remain in the land of the dead, to rule over the Players. They're led by an ultimate ruler of the games, a Composer. They make the rules of the game."

"Whatever rules they want," Neku added ruefully.

Seras looked at Joshua. She could tell that he had some history with the Reaper Game, but how? Was he a Player like Neku? Or was he something more. "Why are you telling me all this?"

Joshua was silent for a moment, gathering his thoughts. "Let me tell you a story Seras: many years ago, the Composer for the London Reaper Games wasn't a grown man, or an angel, or someone of great power. It was a little girl, no older than six. No one knew why she had been chosen as Composer, and many of the Reapers under her were furious. But her Reaper games were fair, and she led with the kindness and innocence a child is known for. But then, after a few years, she disappeared. No one could find her, and someone else had to become Composer in her place."

Joshua turned to Seras and looked seriously into her eyes. "Seras Victoria, you were the London Composer all those years ago." He smiled deviously. "And we're here to put you back on the throne."

"Could you repeat that?" Many miles away, in a dark room, a man with thin black wings knelt before a throne. Upon it sat a woman, tall and thin, with hair as black as Death's cloak and eyes green as sickness. A golden chain hung lightly around her neck.

The winged man swallowed nervously. "S-Seras Vic-Victoria discovered the G-Game, Miss Annabelle. She knows about h-her past."

There was a rush of air and the man was pulled up by his throat. Annabelle looked into his eyes with deep rage. "You will call me Composer King, you squabling idiot!" She threw him against the wall, and he hit the floor with a horrific crunch.

"Y-yes Composer King!"

She stomped her foot down on the Reaper. "Understand me," she said, instantly calm and pleasant. Her voice took on a much smoother, menacing tone than her earlier beastly screaming. "I want Victoria dead, now. Not tomorrow, not next week, NOW. She isn't going to get in my way. And if she isn't dead the next time I see you, well," she laughed and bent over the Reaper. "Just believe me when I say you don't want to disappoint me."

The Reaper nodded, terrified, and ran out of the room. Annabelle sat back down on her throne and let herself be absorbed by her thoughts. Seras Victoria. I should have killed you long ago.

Behind her, hidden in the darkness, a man stood frozen in his place.

"Oh Reece," Annabell called. "Be sure Victoria dies, will you? That one is too incompetent to finish her off, so I'll need you to take care of it." Reece was silent. Could it be? Seras was found! She was alive after all.

"Reece?" He snapped to attention.

"Of course, Composer King."

"Please," she spun around and looked at him. Her eyes were warm and seductive, and her smile was splendid. "Call me Annabelle."

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Definition time and it short and sweet
Reapers (死神 shinigami?, "death god" in the Japanese version) are a type of administrator in the Game. They are identified by the black wings on their back, which are a manifestation of their supernatural powers.
Reapers are recruited from Players who have survived previous runs of the game. Any such player, provided they are strong enough, may choose to become a Reaper if they wish.

The Producer (プロデューサー Purodyūsā?) is an Angel chosen to watch over the Reapers' Game and to make reports on it. The Producer also serves as a sort of guardian of the Game, traveling around Shibuya and making sure both Reapers and Players play by the rules set by the Composer.
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SO in this chapter we meet 2 new character Annabell King and Reece Nayake both have major roles in this story.

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