Bullet from Hell, Shield of Heaven

Chapter 4

The sun sunk below the horizon as the sky bleed from red to the darkness of the night. Stars glittered like diamonds as the night began anew and called to all its children to awaken from their slumber.

One rather disgruntled child of the night was already awake having never been asleep in the first place. Alucard growled at the servants as they passed the elder vampire on his walk through the mansion. He was so aggravated that he forgot he could just phase to his room, or call Seras in his mind. Integra had told him to go and get Seras so she could tell the female vampire that she was going to be sent on an undercover mission.

The only bright spark in this whole day was that Alucard would have to help Seras choose the outfit she would have to wear. Turns out the club had a Goth theme to the atmosphere, with chains and leather being the favourite coverings. He knew that would be no challenge to Seras. Leather had become her favourite fabric since she had become a true vampire. But he had an idea that she would have a few problems at how revealing the leather would have to be on this occasion.

Alucard walked into her chambers in full “I’m going to make your life hell mode” his demonic smirk was on his face as he thought of the ways he could wake her up. Loud bang? No…too human. Set her coffin on fire?…no too destructive. Perhaps he could play with her while she still slumbered. Perhaps a lovers caress to see how she would respond…she might slap him, but in the mood he was in, he thought it was worth it.

He pressed the release for her coffin and waited for the lid to slowly rise, he gave a brief glace at the words she had inscribed onto the coffin lid. This brought an uncharacteristic warm smile to his face. The smile slipped from his features upon seeing hers. She was curled up in a ball as blood tears slipped from her eyes. He could see that under her eyelids her eyeballs danced in frenzy.

He softly touched her cheek, wiping the blood tears from her skin. He brought the bloody digits to his mouth and licked the blood from them and sighed in euphoria, as her blood was still as sweet as he remembered. Then he gently caressed her face as she whimpered in her nightmare. Here was the great Alucard, once the feared Vlad Dracula, showing compassion to his child. True she was his child in the respect he made her. But Vampires have different moralities when it came to those they consider worthy enough to be their ma..

Alucard’s eyes widened in shock as the thought played out in his mind. Where in the name of hell had that thought come from? True she was becoming a good Vampire and would be a Vampire to rivel him in time….but mate? He truly was more tired than he realised if he was thinking the police girl as his mate. He snarled in displeasure at this show of weakness inside him, he abhorred weakness. Yet when she whimpered again this too slipped from him as he leaned down and placed a kiss on her forehead.

“Police Girl” She moaned as her Masters voice pulled her mercifully from her nightmare. He moved back so it appeared as though he had been standing away from her. She would never know he had touched her in such a way.

“Master?” Her voice still slurred with sleep as she tried to focus on his face.

“Get up police girl. Our master has a mission for you” Alucard walked from the room, hearing Sera’s rush around to grab some clothes before she ran to catch up with him.

She walked with him towards Integra’s office; to casual observers it would look like she was catching up. But all within the Hellsing household knew Sera’s was always just a step behind her master as a mark of respect. When both of them felt she had earned the right to be called a true elder Vampire such as he, then perhaps she would walk at his side.

They entered Sir Integra’s office together to find like usual she was sitting behind her desk. Sera’s often wondered if she was glued to her seat. Integra looked up at the two Vampires as the smoke from her cigar curled up to the ceiling.

“Ah. I take it Alucard has told you what this mission entails”

“No Sir Integra, he just told me to get up and that you had a mission for me” Integra shot Alucard an angry glare.

“I see. I want you to infiltrate Serpentis’s nightclub. It’s called Venom. You will gain employ at this club, I see in your records you work behind a bar to get through your school years.”

“I did yes, wasn’t a nightclub though, was more of a pub bar.” Seras did not like where this was going.

“You will have to…how shall I say this? Dress to Mr Serpentis’s taste.” Even Integra looked uncomfortable saying that. Alucard on the other hand seemed positively ecstatic… Seras idly wondered if she could resign.

“I’m afraid to ask..but what do I have to wear?”

Integra handed her a photo of some of the female workers leaving the club. Saying they were wearing a belt was being kind. Seras looked to the ceiling hoping her mother and father, god rest their souls, would not see her.

“Alucard will help you choose but feel free to throw him into the dungeon if he tries to see you change.”

“Master, you spoil all my fun.” Alucard whined as he looked at Seras.

“Shut up Alucard. Take Seras and help her choose the outfit to blend in with.

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Alucard watched as Seras looked through the outfits that were hanging on the metal rack. She would pull one out and looked more horrified as she went along. There was even a playboy bunny suit in there.

“This one?” She asked holding the outfit against her body.

“No.. too common” He indicated the frills; looking like something a peasant in his time would wear. Don’t get him wrong it would show off her breast wonderfully, so much so that in his time she probably be burned at the stake for trying to seduce the men of the village.

She placed it back and selected another one. “How about this?”

“Too…cute” Alucard shivered at the item, it was a Japanese style outfit, bright pink with even more frills.

Seras sighed and picked out yet another one. “Well how about this one?”

“Too French” He indicated the French maid outfit.

“Then this one?”

Alucard looked at the tight leather shorts with a tail flap that hung down, below the thighs were strips of leather that criss-crossed down her legs. It was almost like a skirt made out of them. She would have free movement while showing off her legs. The top was a black corset like item; on each breast piece it had a golden dragon curling round a nipple that would be exposed through a hole in the material.

“Perfect” He smiled. Seras took the clothes behind a screen in resignation. She had hoped he would discard this one like the rest, but obviously not..

What Seras didn’t see was Alucard leave the room and return with a black box. Upon the box was a crest containing a dragon and shield. It was Alucard’s family crest. He opened the box to show various pieces of jewellery. He pulled out what looked to be earrings, each were gold dragons breathing fire.

Alucard looked up as Seras came from behind the screen, he could not stop the gasp of awe at her form. The outfit made her look like a dark goddess. Seras stood self-consciously as Alucard prowled round her.

“Mmm…yes perfect. But it needs a few more..touches. Close your eyes Seras” He came towards her with the earrings in his grasp. Thinking he was going to put them in her ears. To say she was surprised when there was a sharp pain in her right nipple.

“OW!” She leapt back placing her hand over her nipple, feeling one of the earrings under her hand. “What the hell master?”

“It looks perfect Police girl. Now come here while I place the other in.

“You pervert!” She crossed her arms over her chest in defence.

“Come now Police Girl, Master said I had to make you fit in. Now don’t complain it will heal. Now come here.”

“No!” she put the table between him and her.

“Seras, do as your master commands!”

“As you keep pointing out. You are no longer my master Alucard.” She shied away from Alucard as he began to almost chase her round the room.

“Now I’m wounded Seras. You think I would hurt you, my police girl?”

“Frequently” Seras responded in a dry tone

Alucard made a great show of being hurt, miming being stabbed in the heart before falling to the floor but before he could impact on the cold stone he phased right through it. The next thing Seras knew was a sharp pain in her left nipple. Alucard had appeared behind her and wrapped his arms about her to put the other earring into the nipple.

“Ow!” before she could think Seras punched Alucard right in the face, he stepped back in shock while his eyes glowed red in anger. Seras put her hand to her mouth as the realisation dawned on her of what she had just done.

Alucard advanced on her with murder in his eyes, for at this moment he was a master that had been hit by one of his own. That would not go unpunished! He would make her learn her place, he smirked as she stepped back from him in fear. That was the worst thing she could do, he loathed weakness. Was she like all the others? Was she weak like those pitiful brides he had once in his castle?

“You dare lay a hand on me police girl?”

“M..master..i’m sorry I,” She stuttered a moment. But then it was like a switch was flicked inside her and Alucard was left standing in awe of her rage that was turned upon him. “It’s your own Bloody fault! You perverted, twisted excuse for a vampire. What did you think was going to do if you stabbed me in my boob?!”

With that Seras grabbed a black fluffy jacket and stomped from the room. Alucard stood there a moment in muted shock, before with a large smile he followed her from the room. She arrived at Sir Integra’s office before he did, to say she was surprised when Seras stormed into the room would be an understatement. Though she did not show her surprise outwardly but for a raise of her eyebrow. She watched Alucard walk in with a smirk upon his face and wondered just what had transpired.

“I see you are suitably ..equipped. Now you are to make your way to the Venom nightclub and apply for a job on the premises. Serpintis is very thorough and will check up on you. We need to make you false documentation and find you accommodation for now. We have chosen a studio flat near the club, it is fully furnished and we have already sent a coffin for you to sleep in during the day.” Integra handed over a set of keys as she shot looks to Alucard as he just continued to stand there and smile.

“Now all we need is a name for you. We have chosen he last name as Holmwood, we thought you could choose the first.”

Seras stood there trying to think of a name that she could use, but before a good name could form in her mind, Alucard spoke up for the first time in the entire meeting.

“Mina”

Integra wasn’t quite sure..but she may have just died. Alucard had suggested they call Seras, Mina? As in the name that belonged to the Mina Harper? As in the Mina Harper that was the beginning of his downfall, the name that no one dare speak in his presence if you didn’t want to be on the receiving end of a death glare and nightmares for months on end?

“Mina…I like it.” Seras smiled as she rolled the name through her head. Integra rolled her eyes, trust Seras not to know the significance of the name.

“Very well, Mina Holmwood it is.” Integra nodded to Walter whom walked from the room to make the correct documentation for Seras. “Alucard will check up with you systematically during the week.”

Walter came back into the room carrying a cute little black Coffin handbag and a matching purse. He handed these to Seras, inside were the documents she needed, driving licence, passport, even a bank and credit card. Integra pointed out that the credit card had an unlimited balance…but she was not to test it. Then Walter handed her a set of keys.

“Miss Victoria, I have took the liberty of acquiring you some transportation. Outside is a black Harley Davidson ‘Night train’. It has a tracking device installed so we know where you are. Also I have installed special compartments to hide you guns inside.”

“Oooh, Thank you Walter.” Seras embraced the elder butler in gratitude.

“Here is the address of you studio flat. My God watch over you. Amen” With that Seras and Alucard were dismissed.

They walked together through the large mansion, down the ornate wooden staircase to the front doors. There gleaming in the winter sunlight was the Harley Davidson ‘Night Train’. Seras squealed like a six year old and jumped on the bike. She then proceeded to hug the petrol tank.

“Oooh who’s a beautiful baby.” She cooed at the bike as if it was a pet. Alucard raised an eyebrow at her form, she looked up at hi as he just stood there. “What?”

Alucard just stood there as before, nothing moving, not even the breeze dared to ruffle his hair. Not even his eyebrow moved as he waited for an explanation to her actions.

“They just make me feel all tingerly inside”

“Tingerly?”

“Yes.”

“What else makes you ‘tingerly’?” he questioned.

“Fast cars, bikes….your guns”

Alucard blinked at that comment. She became all tingerly about his guns? He got a mental image of Seras, naked, hugging Jackal and Casuel. He wasn’t sure he’d be able to hold his guns again with out that flying through his brain.

“You get all Tingerly over my gun police girl? Well I never knew, but I’m sure I could do a lot more than make you tingle. Moan, writhe,” He gave a sadistic smirk “Scream.”

Seras blushed at Alucard’s remark, she knew exactly what gun he was talking about and it was not made of metal. She scowled at him as she set about starting the bike.

“You sick, arrogant, corpsified,” She started the bike so had to yell to be herd over the sound of the deep rumbling engine. “ PERVERTED, BASTARD!”

Seras gunned the engine and roared out of the estate towards London. Alucard watched her go with a smile before tuning back inside. He was tired, plus he had some rather delightful but slightly annoying Images in his head. Almost subconsciously he looked back to Seras as she disappeared into the distance, as a long lost feeling seemed to stir within him.

Was it loss? No it was not loss, and it wasn’t because he was alone. He knew that feeling too well to mistake it. But the lack of her presence was almost painful. Alucard walked into the mansion with a scowl upon his face as his thoughts turned inwards. What was this feeling clawing at his heart?

He was walking down the stone steps to the basement levels before he realised where he was, but then a thought formed as to what this feeling was and it stopped him dead in his tracks. His eyes widened in shock as his heart almost beat in confirmation of the thought.

Love?

TBC..

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KITG: think we have confirmed Alucard is a Perverted bastard..but we all knew that already. Never the less it’s good to have confirmation (insert evil smirk) Now I’m a little disappointed with my readers of this fic. Over 1000 hits and only 7 reviews? Come now people but that is pathetic. We authors need your support, tell us what you think. Love it? Hate it? Anything as long as it’s constructive criticism. Authors like myself don’t just knock these up I five minutes, we take time out to sit down a write so you can read them and escape your life for a while.

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How will Seras get on with the job interview? What is her studio flat like? And is Blackthorn getting closer to finding out exactly who Alucard is? Stay tuned.