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I don't own Hellsing, and I'm not making any money from this.

Seras had no idea what her master had to leave to take care of, but she found herself fighting off the wave of Nazis on her own. Thankfully, it seemed that they had mowed the majority of them down before they could get into the house. She was never going to complain about Syn making her guns too big again. These automatic cannons, while heavier than her first Harkonnen, were functioning amazingly well. And it looked like the sight of them was inspiring fear in the attacking soldiers. The psychological impact was well worth it.

Once she was certain that the first floor was clear of any surviving targets, the draculina loaded up her weapons with new belts of ammunition, then sprinted up the stairs. It sounded like the Geese were still in a firefight, and she had no idea how long they could hold out on their own. Surprisingly enough, when she reached the second floor, there were no targets there either. Or rather, there were, but they had already been taken care of by the house. It looked like the vampires had been pulled into the floors and walls to be... absorbed or something. She realized with a start that the seals were doing exactly what Syn had commanded them to do.

May any who enter our gates with harmful intent be devoured and destroyed... The redhead had said. The house was eating them.

Seras could still hear gunshots coming from above. She figured that the men had probably set up a barricade on the third floor. There were rooms up there with metal walls several feet thick that were much more defensible than anything in the rest of the house. Skidding past the bodies sinking into the manor's framework, she searched out the next set of stairs and ran up.

There rest of the invaders were up here. The police girl saw how walls and rooms seemed to be moving around to confuse their movements. As she moved forward to take them out, she thought it was like going through a maze. But strangely, she herself always seemed to know precisely where she was even as the scenery changed. Perhaps the house was casting some sort of illusion on them, or maybe it was just making sure she wasn't affected since she lived there. Whatever the case might be, she found that she could use it to her advantage. While the vampires were confused and fumbling around trying to figure out where they were, she aimed from behind the moving walls to blow them to kingdom come before they even knew she was there.

Integra's conference room. That's where all the shots were coming from. Seras could hear them yelling about running low on ammo, and Pip ordering they they divide the rest of it up amongst them. She could hear the Nazis too. They were going to blow the room's heavy doors open with some sort of missile launching device. Her eyes narrowed, and she whipped around the corner. She was not about to let them take out her guys. Her cannons were raised up, and she unloaded a huge mass of bullets into the group of them before they could even think about taking aim.

The mangled bodies lay strewn across the floor in pieces. Seras huffed, then glanced up at the conference room. The Geese were in there looking out at her, relieved she had come to their rescue. She could even make out Edmund at the back, fiddling around with something they had been preparing to use. But before she could take a step forward, something incredibly odd happened.

Seras suddenly found herself in her parent's house.

Her first thought was that it was another illusion. What had her master told her about breaking free? Use the third eye to see past it. Cast aside the dream, and see the reality beyond it. She tried, but everything seemed so real... All the thoughts in her head came to a screeching halt when she saw her father's dead body on the floor.

"Daddy?" she whispered.

This was too real. She couldn't even fathom escaping from it. The image of the false world wrapped it's arms around her and held her tightly within it. To her left, Seras saw her mother dragging her younger self toward one of the closets. She pushed her inside and frantically told her to stay hidden and not come out no matter what she saw or heard. Then the police girl watched, frozen, as her mother was killed by the men who had come to execute her father. He had gotten in too deep in one of his assignments and had angered the wrong people. When the masked intruders thought they hadn't had enough fun with what they had done to her family, one of them started ripping the clothes off her mother. She wasn't even cold yet...

"Mom..."

"Seras! Get out of zhere!"

The draculina was sobbing, tears pouring down her face. She could barely make out Pip's voice. But once she realized who it was, she raised her head. The Geese all looked horrified by something. Before she had time to look behind her to see what it was, something sharp and heavy swung down and struck her shoulder.

Seras' knees buckled and she hit the floor with an agonized scream. Her arm... it was laying on the ground a few feet away. It happened so fast, it seemed unreal. That was her arm? Strong fingers grabbed a hand-full of her hair and jerked her head back. She saw a sharp, curved blade coming toward her face just before it sliced through her eyes.

Then there was nothing but blackness and pain. She fumbled around on the floor, thrown off balance by the loss of her arm. Oh God, she couldn't see! How could she fight without her eyes? Laughter sounded from all around her.

"Vhat a pathetic little vorm." A voice said mockingly. It sounded like a woman. "I thought there vould be more fight in you."

The draculina cowered. There was nothing on the floor around her she could feel but large wet pools. My blood. She thought. All this is my...

Something metallic clattered on the floor nearby, and the Nazis started shouting. Their footsteps scraped across the floor like they were taken aback by something.

"I don't zhink zo, Bitch!" She heard the Captain exclaim, then the sickening sound of something hard being slammed into flesh.

Hands slid under her body and lifted her up. Seras had no idea what was happening. Pip was there? It felt like he hoisted her up onto his shoulders and started running. He was going to get himself killed out here...

"Pip..." she murmured, not able to make much sound with all the blood welling up in her throat. "Leave me... you can't..."

"Be quiet, Mignonette!" he snapped. "I'm getting you out of 'ere..."

Gunshots rang out, and she felt his steps falter. He had been shot. No!

"Pip! Leave me here!" she cried out. "Don't do this!"

Bernadette regained his footing and moved forward once more, though his steps were noticeably slower.

"I told you to zhut up." he told her.

His voice was strained, like he was in a lot of pain himself. Seras would have tried to fight him if she weren't too weak to move. He wasn't going to get killed saving her. It couldn't happen...

Something whistled through the air and struck them. The moment it hit, Pip grunted between clenched teeth and collapsed to his knees. Seras fell out of his grip and rolled across the floor. What happened! All she heard was more laughter and the sound of the Geese in the conference room firing off bullets and shouting at them. Seras fumbled around on the floor until she felt Pip's leg. Her fingers tightened on the fabric and she pulled herself toward him as best she could. She had to make sure he was alright. He couldn't die here this way.

When her fingers felt a deep gash on his back, the draculina gasped. It was a huge wound. Blood was pouring out of it fast, and there was no way he would survive it. She called up what little strength was left in her, and dragged both of them back up against a wall. She cradled Pip's head in her lap.

"Oh God... Pip!" she screamed. "Don't do this! Why did you have to be so stupid? I told you to leave me!"

Bernadette let out a strained, wet sounding cough. "You're a good girl, Seras. I couldn't leave you."

He sounded so weak and frail... Seras had never heard him sound like that. It was frightening. He was going to die because of her...

" 'ey now, Mignonette." he whispered. "Don't cry." she felt his fingers brush across her cheek. She had no idea how he could tell she was crying with all the blood that had to be there. "You're a tough girl. Don't cry. You can beat zhem."

She felt him grunt in pain as he moved to push himself up. What was he doing? He had to be still or he would bleed to death even faster.

"Pip! What are you..."

Her words broke off when lips brushed over her mouth. She could taste his blood intermingled with hers. Oh God, this was real. He was going to die there in her arms... When he pulled back from the kiss, she felt his lips against her ear.

"My Mignonette can do anyzhing." he said softly in a ragged voice. "I believe in you. Drink my blood, and you can beat zhem."

"What?" she exclaimed. He wanted her to drink from him? "I can't do that!"

"You 'ave to." he told her. "Drink my blood, and we'll fight zhem... togezher..."

His voice trailed off and Seras felt him go limp. There was still a heartbeat, but it was so weak and faint...

"No!" she shouted, shaking him frantically. "Pip! Don't leave me like this! Pip!"

He didn't answer her. Seras let out a deep wail of agony. She screamed and screamed until there was nothing left in her. He couldn't be dead. This couldn't be happening... Not like this.

Everything grew quiet and a heavy booted foot slammed down on the floor near them.

"You weep for a pathetic human?" that same female voice questioned, making fun of her grief. "He vas a vorthless insect. All of them are insects. Ve'll crush them under our boots vhere they belong."

Hearing those words made something in the draculina snap. Blind fury boiled forth in her veins. Pip was not pathetic or worthless. Her fingers tightened in his hair. His braid had come loose when he was hit, and the silky strands poured free through her fingers. He had been hers. She couldn't let him die in vain. We'll fight them together, he had said. If that was what he wanted, then Seras would give it to him. She leaned down to where he was laying on the floor and sank her fangs deep into his throat.

Seras had never drunk a large amount of blood from a person before. The last time had been when Pip forced her to drink when they crashed into the ocean. All the medical blood she had started drinking was nothing in comparison to it. Pip's blood was warm, almost hot, and the taste of it rushing from him into her was intoxicating. She drank like she were starved, feeling strength and power slowly flood through every inch of her body. Shadows erupted from the stump of her severed arm and regenerated it. Her eyes were closed, but she felt them reform as well. When she had drunk her fill, they snapped open. She slowly rose up from the floor.

"This man is no insect." she snarled, feeling her eyes burn with hatred. "You have no right."

The female Nazi who had attacked them had tattoos covering the full length of one side of her body. It was a scythe she had used. Both she and the soldiers surrounding her began stepping back, suddenly fearful. The draculina stepped forward only once, then lunged at the woman who had so brazenly insulted them, fulling intending to rip her sorry ass apart.

It could hardly be called a fight. The woman struggled against Seras, but the young draculina's hold on her was too strong. She was too furious at her to allow her any openings for escape. She grabbed hold of her head with one hand and slammed it down on the ground, tightening her fingers until she heard the skull snap.

"I won't drink a single drop of your blood." she hissed. "Not one filthy drop!"

The Nazi in her grip howled and kicked out, but Seras just picked her up by the head and forced her face up against the wall. She held it there, dragging it across as she ran toward the others. When there was hardly anything left but a small mass of skin and shards of bone, she attacked the others. It was like ripping through pieces of paper. Effortless and smooth. It was only after she thrust her arm through the chest of the last one and realized they all were dead that Seras stopped. Her chest heaving, she turned and looked back toward the conference room.

The mercenaries had come out into the hall and were staring at her with wide eyes. Amazingly, they didn't look frightened of her. Rather they looked... impressed. Thankful that she had avenged their captain. It was then she noticed that Alucard and Syn were standing there too. From the look on her master's face, he had seen everything. For the first time, Seras saw great pride reflected in his eyes.

"You've become a true Nosferatu, Seras Victoria."

He used her name. Alucard hardly ever called her by her name. He always referred to her as 'police girl'. When her master inclined his head to her in approval, she returned the gesture, then looked over at Pip's body still laying on the floor. He was surrounded by a pool of his own blood. She wasn't quite through fighting for him yet. There was still much more to be done.

"I'm going to find Integra." she announced, looking back up. "She's still out there."

Alucard nodded and looked toward the windows. "Go, Seras." he told her "Go and fight for our master."

Our master. That was new as well. Alucard usually called Integra his master, while he was in control of Seras. The draculina squared her shoulders, retrieved her cannons, then bolted out of the house, using her new found powers to lift herself up off the ground to fly toward London.
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