Suffer The Little Children

Disclaimer: I don't own Hellsing or its characters with the exception of Sister Lillie (Lucy's alter-ego) and Timothy the orphan.

Warnings: Violence, some blood, and a long-awaited OOC moment for Seras.

He watched as the raven flew off in the blink of a eye, still standing there even as he heard the back door open and the scent of the paladin and his fledging was within his vacinty. The vampire still kept his back to Father Anderson even when the blades were being drawn cautionously. The taste of Timothy's blood still sticking in the back of his throat like pure honey. It was true what vampires say: Childrens' blood is 100 pure sugar.

And drinking too much would make you sick.

The footsteps stopped right behind him, as he was hidden by view of the paladin's frustrated facial expression; angry that the women that they had been discussing as the vampire-Sister Lillie, was not there. Only Alucard standing as still as a statue with not even his guns out or anything. It sorely crossed Anderson's mind that the demon that let her get away.

"What are you doing out here vampire," he asked first,"you better not have injured any of the children or parishoners here or I will-"

"Relax Judas Priest," he responded flatly,"no one was hurt, but one bully will think twice before trying to pick on anyone again, however I am afraid we need to keep a close eye on one of your nuns."

"Sister Lillie?" he concluded in a assured tone.

He looked over his shoulder at Anderson, catching a glimpse of Seras coming right up behind the priest. They saw under the rim of his hat his ruby eyes glowing brightly with excitement, he grinned thereby exposing all of his sharp fangs and nodded sagely. Even without the nod the vampire fledging still knew whom it was that her master was referring to. Seras easily recognized that look on her master's face before when they have met thier target during a mission. And from that look she knew that he had talked to the vampire in which they were suppose to track down and kill. Alucard always enjoyed seeing the face of his victims even before the real fight had ever begun.

"Sister Dahlia said that you were out here talking with Lillie," exclaimed Anderson,"what did she tell you?"

"She wanted to know what 'Sister Mary' 's real name is priest," he replied turning around fully to look Seras square in the face,"it appears the vampire also knows about our little undercover operation. That is good."

"Good," shocked Seras,"but master, if that means that she found out, then its all over!"

Alucard merely chuckled and walked towards her, brushing past the priest until he got within a inch of the young vampiress,"Not exactly," he smirked,"now that she knows, she will be more daring, she is playing with us"-he looked over to Anderson,"-all three of us, I knew her along time ago, games are her favorite means, particually if her favorite people are the pieces."

"Stop talking in riddles you buffon!" snapped Anderson,"you were right then weren't you Seras, it is her, Sister Lillie! Gah, I can't believe I was so foolish to trust her! All this time...AROUND THE KIDS!"

"As much as I would love to see you beat yourself up over it," stated Alucard,"it wouldn't do you any good, she is the vampire, she is a vampire, but not quite..."

A simutaneous gasp came from the nun and priest. But Alucard just stood there with his ungodly smirk on his clean-cut face and adjusted his hat that had slide slightly to one side as he moved closer to Seras. Believing it or not, Alucard was enjoying what was going on so far, however Anderson was entirely the opposite; the priest was so irate that Alucard had been close to vampire that they were hunting and didn't even make a move to go after it as it made a quick getaway, dropped his baronets with a heavy clang on the cement and briskly strode up to Alucard, firmly grabbing the collar of his red overcoat with one hand and his left arm with the other and forced him to look the paladin in the face. Shaking the vampire brutally before Seras's panicky presence. She cried out to her master but Alucard made no urgent reaction to Father Anderson's manhandling in fact allowing his body to go limp as he was shook constantly before being drawn closer to the angry priest.

"Then what she is," he demanded,"a dhampir? A half-breed? You just let her get away when you had her in your sights! You are a idiot! A complete and total idiot! Its bad enough that I had a vampire under my orphanage's roof for so long, but your boss sent you here to do something about it, and you didnt't did you?! "

"Let master go!" cried Seras.

"-I knew this was a bad idea, I knew it! You stupid, moronic, brain-dead excuse for a corpse, we didn't need you people in the first place, I don't know what the hell you guys did to pressure Maxwell into even allowing you all to come here but thanks you to all the vampire hasn't been captured, what the heck were you doing just standing around for you no good-!"

WHACK!

While Anderson was spitting insults in Alucard's face, the vampire drew back his fist and punched the paladin in the face knocking him down on his back with a large thump, his upper body rounded up in the air twice like a basketball before settling on the hard cement once more. A tiny puddle of blood formed a halo around the back of his head where it was struck sharply spraying its messy contents in every direction. Alucard cracked his knuckles as he watched the preist's body move back up again and cracked his neck in return. His adversary's grin windened when he pulled out a gun and loaded it with bullets. Seras watched it all play out numbly looking back at the building and to them, she was afraid that they would draw back the children's attentions which they should not see at this moment. They had promised Sir Integra not to get into any fights with the Iscariot until the mission was over, but sadly Alucard played by his own rules when it came to Father Anderson.

The priest's eyes became wild the moment he saw Alucard's jackal cock the barrel and grabbed the handle of his baronets making a leap he lunged at the vampire, the tip of the blade pierced a clean stab into the patch of fleash between the arm socket and breastbone of the elder vampire's body while he raised the second baronet toward his neck for a quick slice. Alucard drew out a low domineering his through his fangs and pointed his jackall under Anderson's chin pulling the trigger with a loud messy bang.

Anderson staggered back from the force of the gunblast admist a sea of red meaty chunks of his throat were extracted in a wave of blood and hit the pavement behind him. The Vampire kicked his right leg out and hit his foot against the side of Anderson's heel to make him loose his balance, the left leg bent forewards unexpectantly as he started to fall back on the ground to his side but not before taking the blade reserved to cut off Alucard's head and bury the tip of the blade into his enemy's ears and through his cranial out the other side thus dragging him down with him. They toppled together to the cold dry cement slicked with blood and sweat; a combination of two coming from Alucard. Seras ran over to them hoping that it would be enough yet they were still fighting, slicing and pistol whipping each other in a scuffle. In a instant during the heat of the fight, Alucard was about to sink his fangs into Anderson's shoulder and rip a heavy chunk of flesh out when he heard the scream of a vicious woman.

"THAT IS ENOUGH!"

Suddenly, the scuffle came to a halt followed by the sound of a gun clicking loudly. Their bodies slicked with blood blending into the red fabric of Alucard's overcoat, a broken blade lodged in his head, another one stuck in his arm; the hems of his jacket tattered from the other blades slicing thier way into skin, and Anderson's hair plastered to the sides of his face from the sweat and blood caked on with deep open bruises on his face from the gun handle. They both looked up to see a fanged nun holding a gun at them with eyes glowing brighter than Alucard. Deep growling sounds escaped her lips threatening to shoot either one of them. She was shaking when she would gaze at her master but was resilient when she looked over at he priest next.

"I said stop it," she cried again boldy,"what is wrong with both you two!? It seems as if you both care more about trying to kill each other than protecting these children from the vampire! You fighting twenty-four seven, but for once when it really counts you two can't act civil to each for one minute, even faking it won't work! You can battle each other any other time but we have to stop this strange vampire-if she calls herself one that is, and make sure it never happens again-!"

"Police girl," Alucard warned holding out his hand,"don't you point your gun at me-"

"Let me talk!" she blurted out backing way from his grasp,"I made a oath to "protect and serve" and even though I became a vampire and a member of Hellsing that oath stood by me because that is what I was meant to do, and it has gotten me this far. There were times when I was here I wanted to kill you Anderson, because you hated me, but I didn't because I needed your help in catching this vampire. We know who it is now, and that is all that matters. Now if you want to fight. Then fight. But if you would rather have your damn primal display of dominance then do it; but if I have to I will stop that vampire by myself if it comes down to it! What do you both say of that?"

No one said a word after the police officer's firey speech. And though Alucard and Anderson didn't look at each other, they stood up together at the same time and remained quiet. Not giving the other a exchange look. Out of the two of them, Seras stared at her master the longest, afraid to read his thoughts and see what his intital reaction was to her outburst. He didn't give her a evil eye or said anything cruel to her in his thoughts. Rather, he just looked at her with that same smirk he always had on his face every single day. As soon as the confrontations were safe, she lowered her gun down to her side.

"Before you two came out here," Alucard began to say slowly,"she turned into a raven, vampires don't usually choose birds, they are much complicated and require alot of blood energy, and dhampirs almost would never turn into a familiar, you have to be a full-blooded vampire like myself and Police Girl to do that."

Seras tucked the gun underneath her habit.

"Not only that," he continued,"ravens are familiars of nature, vampires do not dwell in powers of elements and nature, so that means that yes Anderson, she is a half-breed...half vampire and half witch."

"A half vampire and half witch," snorted the priest,"in my orphanage, impossible!"

"Those type of half-breeds are dangerously rare, but possible," explained Alucard removing the blades from himself and hissing at every burn on his hands as he did,"anyone can be a vampire when bitten by another under the certain circumstances, but witches do not have to carry thier powers like a heredity. They are mentored, passed down from one to the other in studies. Usually at a young age because powers like anything that grows need to mature and get stronger. Witches as long as they are virgins can become vampires, they are closer to humans than we vampires can ever be, and have a thin connection to the Underworld."

"That was why Sister Lillie never reacted negatively to the church or the biblical decorations like Seras did?" thought Anderson.

"So, will they still have the powers they learned as a witch?" asked Seras.

"Unfortunely yes," answered Alucard, throwing the blades at Anderson's feet callously,"whereas they will be under the same power rules of the vampire they will also have the same powers of the witch and as such will not easily subcome to the weaknesses that come to a full-blooded vampire's downfall."

"That makes things, worse," added Anderson,"so neither of our weapons are no match for her."

"Maybe, maybe not," shrugged the large vampire with a grin,"but once we find a loophole we are going to have loads of fun."

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Meanwhile, in the deepest thickest part of the forest. The raven flew down towards a soft patch of moss-covered forest floor. As soon as it feet touched the ground. A blue aura engulfed the bird and began to morph back into a tall beautiful young nun with sparkling blue eyes. She took a look around and removed the whipple that caused her hair to fall down around her shoulders all around her face. Her fingers carressed the silky strands tucked away by the stiff cap and looked back at the direction she flew from in her raven form.

"I guess I can't go back now," Sister Lillie said to herself,"still it was fun while it lasted, and it will be even more exciting when my favorite beau tries to capture me, though I did see Father Anderson and that Sister Mary girl coming outside through the windows, maybe I should have stayed and had some more fun, but there is always the nights."

She threw the whipple on the ground and took a walk around the woods.

"Hmmm," she thought to herself,"that little boy Timothy, may have heard too much. And he seems to like Sister Mary alot."-she stopped and knelt down at a clear space of ground waving her hand over it until seven smooth white stones started to levitate out of the earth and form a semi-circle-"there was something I sensed in him, he was shocked, shocked that I was still around, but he never knew, oh he knew about my half-breeding-but back then he never knew about me, of course, how could he,"-her lips curled into a twisted snarl-"it was always Mina he was after in the first place, I was just another pretty face to him, well-he will pay...he will pay dearly for leaving me in the dust like that!"

She raised her hand up to her fangs and scraped the thumb along her left canine tooth until blood flowed from the thumb like a rush of water and soaked into the black fabric of her habit. Sister Lillie curled the last four digits into a tight fist and forced more of the blood out onto the center of the earth in the space of the alligned stones. Thirteen drops of blood fell followed by the moving of a cold breeze as the stones began to glow a unearthly tone of red.

The half-breed nun smiled evily as all around her the trees begin to groan and move with each creek of thier stiffen limbs coming to life once again. Hellish neon glows filled the knotholes of the trees coverting them back into the demonic form that nearly devoured Alucard. The ground shifted under her feet from the roots of the demon trees slithering below the terra-firma stretching and coverting into spiney twists and shapes that she could not see except for the raised dirt.

"There are always the nights."

TBC

If the chapter seems a bit short I apoligize for that. I just didn't have much to write at the moment but hey there is always editing, isn't there? Anyway, thank you for the comments and reviews I appreciate them all and happy writing! And I hope you liked Anderson and Alucard's fight I wanted Seras to react like that on purpose, because I always wondered if she got sick of seeing them fight over every mission they have ever been on.

I hope you liked it and another chapter will arrive as soon as I can...See ya!