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Eternal Hearts: Book Two-Homecoming	By : alucardsangel1973 Category: Hellsing > General Views: 14939 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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This chapter includes violence and graphic violence(and a warning to the fellows out there why it's not a good idea to piss off a female vampire...specially if she's been one made by Alucard.)

Homecoming

Chapter 8

While Alucard and Seras were resting at the
castle, Ferguson, Pickman and a small host of Hellsing soldiers
continued the search for the missing troops. Their efforts
proving fruitless, the small search party returned to make shift
bunker. The exghausted group dropped their gear to the ground
with frustrated sighs.

"I don't undestand it sir. We've searched
and searched the entire area and there's no sign of the troops
anywhere. We can't go searching the whole bloody country you
know." Pickman said wiping his brow.

"I don't understand it either Pickman.
Where's Steadlum? I thought he would have returned with us by
now." Ferguson replied looking around.

"Sir, if I may speak freely..." Pickman
began.

"Permission granted." Ferguson said.

"I have suspicions about Steadlum, and so
does Seras Victoria. And I'm sure she's probably told Alucard
about those suspicions." Pickman replied.

"I admit I've felt a little uncomfortable
about him myself, but so far he's done nothing against Hellsing
procedure. But if it will make you feel any better I will report
your suspicions to Sir Integra. For now all we can do is keep an
eye on him without making him suspicious." Ferguson
answered.

"Hmmm, speak of the devil. Here's Steadlum
coming now." Pickman whispered.

"Steadlum, where have you been? You should
have returned with the rest of us several minutes ago."
Ferguson enquired firmly.

"I apologize sir. I got lost for a
moment." Steadlum answered.

Pickman gave Steadlum a stern glare knowing
something wasn't right. "Son of a bitch is lying. Seras
was right. Something bout this guy is rubbing me the wrong
way." Pickman thought to himself.

"Very well. See that you keep up with the
group next time." Ferguson said acting as if nothing was
wrong. "I must go report to Sir Integra now. Keep an eye on
things. We'll have to go into the village for more food rations
after I make my report."

Ferguson left the tent for some privacy. He
didn't want Steadlum to hear the fact that suspicions had been
roused. He felt somewhat uncomfortable about leaving Steadlum and
Pickman in the same room together. Pickman was a reserved man
most of the time, but when his temper was aroused he could beat a
man into unconciousness. But for the moment he'd have to risk it.
The report needed to be made and if needs be he could put them
both in the brig til they cooled off.

"Report Ferguson. Have the missing soldiers
been found yet?" Integra's voice crackled over the radio.

"I'm afraid not Sir. I can't understand it.
We don't have the means nor time to search the entire country of
Romania. Even if we dispatched Alucard and Seras to find them
we'd still be vunerable. There have however been some suspicions
roused about one of the men." Ferguson answered.

"Suspicions?" Integra asked.

"Yes. Pickman and Seras Victoria have
suspicions about Captain Steadlum. To be perfectly honest I seem
to feel a little mistrusting of him myself. He seems to dissapear
at odd times and when he comes back he always has some sort of
excuse. I need permission to scout him out and see if there is
any merit to these suspicions."

"Permission granted. Don't do anything right
now to tip Steadlum off. If you feel the need, you have
permission to have him interrogated. If the normal means don't
work, then give him to Alucard." Integra replied.

"Sir, isn't that a bit drastic? Alucard is
not fond of this particular fellow as it is. Steadlum's attitude
toward Seras has made him enough of an enemy to her and
Alucard." Ferguson said.

"For the time being it will only be for
questioning. Alucard knows better than to go any further without
my consent. He knows what will happen to him if he kills without
an order from me. Your orders are to observe Steadlum. If he does
anything else that seems suspicious tell me immediately."
Integra ordered.

"Yes sir." Ferguson answered turning
off his radio.

"SIR!" A loud yell echoed through the
still night air.

Ferguson rushed back to the main tent to find
completely surrounded by ghouls. And those ghouls looked all too
familiar to the F.A.U. leader.

"Those are Hellsing uniforms. Those are the
missing soldiers!" The head captain exclaimed seeing the
mindless zombies advancing on the tent.

"Pickman!" Ferguson yelled.

Inside the tent Pickman was gathering what little
there were left of the soldiers in an attempt to fend off the
undead invaders. Steadlum took advantage of the ensuing chaos to
sneak out of the tent. He left Pickman and the ragged group to
fend for themselves. Pickman turned around briefly to see
Steadlum rushing out of the tent.

"Where the hell are you going Steadlum? You
fool! Those ghouls will tear you apart!" He yelled. He
looked around seeing hands beginning to push against the tent.
"Come on men!" Pickman yelled gathering up his weapons.

Ferguson turned on his radio. "God in
heaven, please let Seras's radio be on." He pled to himself.

*************************************

Alucard and Seras were just making their way to
the main hall of the castle. Seras got changed into her black
combat outfit. Alucard looked at her as she holstered her mini
jackul and put on her headset. "I've got a feeling we're
going to be seeing some action tonight." She said looking up
at him.

"I thought we had that already."
Alucard replied with a mischevious laugh.

"That wasn't the sort of action I was
referring to Alucard. It's been too quiet. No report of FREAK or
ghoul activity in nearly two days. That just doesn't seem
right." Seras answered.

"Hmmm, I agree. I could use a good round of
chaotic destruction, especially if I run into Iscariate's lap dog
again. I was disappointed I didn't have more of a chance to feel
him out completely. It was so much fun playing with him."
The elder vampire chuckled.

"Hmph. Trying to make me jealous are we
Alucard?" Seras asked sarcastically.

"Now would I do such a thing?" Alucard
asked fluttering his eyes madly.

"That depends...what are you looking to get
out of it if I were?" Seras questioned with a wicked half
smile.

"Well, there is a little matter bout that
offer to spank me you know..."

"I might take you up on that offer."
Seras chuckled. She yelped when she felt a sudden playful but
startling smack on her backside.

"That help you make up your mind police
girl?" Alucard's voice echoed. Seras saw he was no longer
standing beside her.

"Oh he is going to pay for that one."
She said to herself rubbing her bottom. As she put on her headset
she could hear Ferguson's voice frantically calling her name.

"Sir? What is it? What's wrong?" She
asked rushing toward the main entrance where she could sense
Alucard was.

"Seras, we're under attack! The missing
soldiers have all been turned into ghouls and set loose upon
us!" Ferguson shouted.

"Where are you now?" Seras asked
frantically.

"The main bunker! We need you and Alucard!
We're outnumbered!" Ferguson yelled. Seras could hear
gunshots in the background on her radio.

"We're on our way!" Seras yelled into
her headset. "Alucard!" She called.

Hearing his name shouted down the hall Alucard
turned to find Seras rush toward him at breakneck speed.
"Ferguson and the remaining troops are under attack! The
missing soldiers were turned into ghouls!" Seras exclaimed.
She and Alucard exited the castle.

"Hang on!" Alucard shouted as he took
off with Seras clinging to his waist.

*************************************

"Sir we're running out of ammo!" A
soldier yelled.

"Keep fighting them! Blind them, break their
limbs, anything you can!" Ferguson shouted. "Where is
Steadlum! He wasn't supposed to leave!"

"The bastard ran out on us! I knew something
about him wasn't right!" Pickman answered while ramming the
end of his gun into a ghoul's face. "Damnit! The things just
keep coming! Where the hell are Alucard and Seras?" He
stammered battering another ghoul with his rifle. He stumbled and
ended up on his back with the same ghoul about to attack him.
Before he could scream the ghoul's chest suddenly exploded into a
flurry of ash. There stood Alucard with his trademark psychotic
smile.

"Hmmm, have I missed out on most of the fun
already?" The red clad vampire asked aiming his gun to his
left and blowing another ghoul away.

"Bout bloody time you two got here!"
Pickman shouted.

"Shit! I forgot my canon!" Seras
cursed.

"Luckily I didn't police girl." Alucard
said as he removed the cumbersom weapon from his back. "I
thought you might be needing this." He said handing the
harconen cannon to Seras.

"Thanks!" She shouted taking the huge
weapon and loading it. "I hope I'm doing this right. I
haven't had a chance to read all the way through the manual
yet." She muttered to herself as she loaded a rather large
shell into the chamber.

She aimed the weapon at an approaching trio of
ghouls. "Let's hope this thing works Walter." She
thought to herself as she pulled the massive trigger. She felt
herself pushed back a good three feet as the shell exploded from
the barrel. While two ghouls were left standing, the one in the
middle as well as five behind it had been reduced to ashes.

"Bloody hell! Walter wasn't kidding about
this thing!" Seras exclaimed. "It's a good thing I am a
vampire. This thing would have blown me back twenty miles!"
She shouted as she reloaded and prepared to fire once again.

"Seras behind you!" Pickman shouted
seeing another five ghouls creeping behind her. Seras turned and
aimed her gun with amazing ease.

"Out of the way!" Seras shouted to the
remaining human soldiers before they got blasted to kingdom come.
She pulled the trigger and watched the hand sized shell rocket
through the ghouls. They instantly turned to ashes. Alucard was
also having a grand time reducing the vampire puppets to dust.
With demonic glee he tore his hand through several chests and
pumped other zombies full of blessed silver from his Jackal and
Casul.

Just as he watched a ghoul disentigrate a flash
of silver streaked through the air. Alucard suddenly felt his
right arm go numb as blood started to gush from it. He looked
down and saw a blessed silver blade now embedded in his flesh. He
only smiled wickedly knowing who it was.

"So, I see Iscariate's lap dog has returned
to get his ass handed back to him again. I've been waiting for
you to emerge from your little hiding place." Alucard said
with an arrogant laugh.

"Well well, heritics and the undead all in
one place. It looks like I'm going to be very busy indeed."
Anderson replied with as much ego as his vampiric opponent.

"They aren't what you came for. Let us
continue our little contest unless of course you've lost your
nerve Judas priest!" Alucard shouted.

"I was hoping you'd say that vampire."
Anderson replied with a toothy grin.

"Shall we then?" Alucard asked cocking
his Jackal.

Alucard and Anderson faced off again. This time
there was no pretense or formality. The two foes just rushed at
each other in a hail of blades and bullets. Seras looked up from
blasting ghouls to smithereens for a moment to see her sire and
his arch rival going at each other tooth and nail. She continued
blasting ghouls until she suddenly found she'd run out of ammo.
"I don't guess Alucard remembered to bring extra ammo. Oh
well, guess I'll just have to take the rest of them out the old
fashioned way." Seras said to herself unholstering her gun.
As more ghouls approached she rushed forward tearing through them
with her hands. The trick became so easy for her she began
dusting off two ghouls at once using both her hands. Alucard
peered over his shoulder for a brief second. His grin widened.

"Looks like my little police girl has
turned into quite the exterminator." He thought to
himself. He pumped Anderson full of silver while Anderson once
again turned Alucard into the undead equivalent of a pin cushion.
The vampire only smiled maniacally seeing the blades protruding
out of his arms and chest. He started pulling the blades out of
his flesh. He growled and bore his fangs tuning out the severest
of the pain.

"You certainly can take punishment can't ye?
I wonder how long it's been since ye've had a bath vampire!"
Anderson said pulling out what appeared to be a huge mace can,
only it wasn't filled with mace. Anderson pressed a button and a
spray of liquid shot out hitting Alucard in the face. The vampire
suddenly felt a blinding and seering pain against his flesh. He
screamed in agony and fell to his knees trying to get the stuff
off his skin.

"And that's no ordinary holy water either.
It's a gel based fluid blessed by the holy father himself
designed especially for filthy creatures such as you. Alucard
jerked his head up, his red eyes blazing. Half his face was now
seered and charred by the gelatinous concoction. He wiped
furiously at his face trying to get the stuff off. But the more
he pawed at it the more spread under his clothes. And the more it
spread the more it caused him pain. This was torture unlike he'd
ever felt before. Usually holy water was more of an irritant than
a deterant for a vampire like Alucard. But this didn't fall away
from his body like water did. And his flailing about only caused
it to spread more.

Seras heard his wail of pain and looked behind
her to see Anderson standing over him with a silver stake in his
hand. Pickman also caught view of the scene and rushed toward
Anderson.

"Get away from him you bastard!" He
shouted as he emptied his gun into the regenerator. Anderson only
laughed as he felt the bullets go through him. Such a thing was
nothing to the Vatican's paladin. He turned and hurled a silver
blade toward Pickman. Seeing the weapon coming Pickman ducked and
rolled out of the way. He grabbed one of the blades laying on the
ground and lept at Anderson. He managed to take a swing slicing
off one of Anderson's hands.

"Take that you brute!" Pickman shouted
as Anderson grabbed the stump that was his hand.

"Get...away from him. He's a
regenerator!" Alucard gasped.

Pickman saw Anderson pick up a blade with his
remaining hand. Though he was able to get out of the way without
losing his arm, he didn't come away completely unscathed.
Anderson's blade managed to make a deep cut in Pickman's right
arm. Pickman let out a cry of pain and grasped his arm as blood
began to pour from the wound.

"Alucard! Pickman!" Seras cried seeing
them both in dire straights. Her momentary distraction gave the
remaining ghouls enough time to grab her. She went down with
about ten ghouls pawing and groping at her. She struggled as
their faces came closer and closer to hers. Fangs elongated in
bloodlust, fangs that sought to rip asunder the tender prey now
caught in their grasp. At first Seras felt a rush of terror as
the empty eyed faces drew closer and closer. Then something
happened.

In the midst of the chaos what sounded like a
roar cut through all the frantic noise. One of the ghouls holding
Seras down suddenly went flying through the air. Then another
ghoul got his throat ripped out by a rather delicate looking
gloved hand. Pickman, Alucard and Anderson all peered at the
site. The band of ghouls were quickly disbanded when Seras threw
them all off at once. Only she didn't look like herself anymore,
at least to an extent she didn't. Gone was the sweet smile and
big friendly eyes. They'd been replaced by a demonic fanged grin
and sinister ruby orbs. In the midst of his pain, Alucard managed
enough strength for a wicked smile. His protoge' was truly coming
into her own.

The ghouls, not being intelligent creatures
started advancing toward Seras once again. Only this time they
would not have the chance to grab and pin her down. She lunged
forward thrusting her hand into the ghoul's stomach. Then she
pushed her hand upward effectively ripping the torso clean in
half. The remains fell to the ground turning into dust. The next
ghoul met an even more painful fate. Seras felt an arm wrap
around her neck. She smiled an evil smile and reached down
between her legs. She grasped the ghoul by its family jewels and
then proceeded to rip them clean off.

Pickman felt like he was going to throw up after
watching that move. As the ghoul fell to the ground flailing
madly, Seras calmly put her foot upon its head and proceeded to
stomp down. The skull imploded from the pressure and yet another
ghoul turned to dust.

Ferguson watched with both amazement and
revulsion as Seras literally tore the other ghouls apart. Some
had their hearts ripped out, others had their heads torn off,
while yet others had their insides pulled from their bodies. The
site was enough to make Alucard forget about his pain for a few
moments watching Seras make literal short work of the remaining
ghouls.

"How glorious she is in battle. No
hesitation, no remorse! She's enjoying every moment of the
carnage! At last my queen is blossoming before my very
eyes!"

Ferguson tore himself away from the horrorfying
scene and ran for the crumpled tent. He grabbed a large keg of
water and headed toward Alucard. Anderson also allowed himself to
be temperarily distracted by the display of gore and violence.
How a young woman like Seras could look so sweet and unassuming,
and yet cause such a horrific display. Ferguson carried the
barrel of water over to where Alucard lay.

"This water be damned and all blessing
removed!" He shouted before dumping the contents of the
barrel upon Alucard's body. The fluid which caused Alucard so
much distress finally began to wash away from his body. Once he
knew the vampire would be able to recover, Ferguson ran over to
Pickman and helped him on his feet. Anderson caught site of
Pickman and Ferguson fleeing from the regenerator.

Anderson turned his attention back to Alucard who
was still haunched over. Only this time instead of cries and
groans of pain, there was a maniacal laughter emiminating from
the vampire.

"What are ye laughing at ye filth?"
Anderson demanded.

"An eye for an eye Judas priest."
Alucard chuckled. Then he suddenly raised his head and opened his
mouth. Blood suddenly shot fourth covering Anderson's face.
Anderson dropped his blade and screamed trying to wipe the vile
substance from his face. He choked and spat to keep that same
blood from entering his body.

"You bastard!" Anderson screamed as he
sputtered and choked. Seeing he was in quite the predicament,
Anderson fled to find a place to wash off the blood.

"Your sins will wash off easier than my
blood will father Anderson." Alucard laughed to himself. He
looked and saw Seras standing amidst the few arms and legs left
from her rampage. She gasped and heaved amazed and somewhat
shocked at the carnage left in her wake.

*************************************

Steadlum had been watching from the bushes
careful to stay out of site. He looked less than pleased with the
outcome of the battle. "Damnit." Steadlum cursed under
his breath. He took out his radio. "Report." A voice
said.

"It's all gone wrong. The Hellsing soldiers
that were turned into ghouls have all been destroyed. Alucard's
fledgling has become more powerful since the last battle. She
tore many of them apart with her bare hands. Even more were
destroyed with a canon the Hellsing weapon's maker supplied her
with. And the Vatican Priest also got away." Steadlum
reported.

"Were there any human survivors?" The
voice asked.

"Two. Pickman and Ferguson survived. What
the hell am I supposed to do now?" Steadlum asked fearfully.

"Stay out of site. If you are caught, the
vampire will not be able to read your mind if you took that
little potion you were supplied with." The voice replied.

"I've got to go. Steadlum out."

*************************************

Seras ran over to Alucard when she had regained
her wits. "Alucard! Are you all right? What did that bastard
do to you?" Seras asked kneeling next to Alucard who was
still on his knees.

"I'm weak. I need...blood. I've expended too
much...energy." Alucard gasped.

"You can take mine. Take as much as you
need." Seras said exposing her neck.

"No. I need fresh...blood." Alucard
gasped as his voice became soft.

"Pickman!" Seras shouted. She looked
around. She saw Ferguson and Pickman walking toward her from the
crumpled tent. Pickman had his arm wrapped in make shift
bandages.

"What's wrong? Is Alucard all right?"
Pickman asked.

"No! He's expended too much energy and his
blood has gotten dangerously low. Transfusion blood isn't going
to do. He needs it fresh. Is there anyway we can break the rules
just once so he can get what he needs?" Seras asked with a
pleading look in her eyes.

"Seras, we can't have Alucard going around
sucking villagers dry. But the village has a doctor. We can talk
some villagers into donating enough blood to give Alucard enough
strength to heal his wounds. Pickman, you go with Seras and
Alucard back to the castle. I'll bring a doctor and a few
villagers to donate blood. There's a vehical that should get the
three of you to the castle quickly enough. I'll meet you three at
the castle as soon as possible." Ferguson said.

"Please hurry. Alucard doesn't look very
good." Seras said in a worried tone.

"Come on Seras. Ferguson will get Alucard
what he needs. Right now you and I need to get Alucard back to
the castle." Pickman said. Seras nodded and draped one of
Alucard's arms over her shoulder. She helped him get to his feet
long enough to get him into the military jeep. Seras stayed in
the back with her former master while Pickman started the jeep
and drove for the castle.

to be continued...
- 7
- 8
- 9
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