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Chapter 8
Seras watched as her master left through a portal, she shivered as the absence of his presence left her feeling almost bereft. His power was so overwhelming; that his aura could extinguish the purest of souls. When she had been turned, his aura had almost sent her mad. She thanked her father everyday for the training of her mind to deal with any situation. True he had been training her to deal with dead bodies and the most gruesome of a crime scene, though she did not know it at the time. But many of the things he taught her as a young child, to master her feelings in any situation helped her to this day. So while other kids cried, or attacked the other children who were being mean to them. Seras would analyse the situation and act how she thought best.
Now Seras was a vampire in her own right, a true nosferatu, she could stand his aura and analyse his mood a lot more accurately than before. She could sense there was something different about her master when it concerned her, though quite what it was she wasn’t sure. The aura that normally tried to drown her instead, comforted her, embraced her, in its black madness.
The clock chiming on the mantelpiece brought her back to the here and now. She had to go to work. Walking towards the door she picked up a black biker jacket from the coat hanger, and slipped it easily upon her slim form. The Jacket had a black panther highlighted in a dark shimmering purple, so it would show up upon the black leather.
She walked across the threshold, firmly closing the door behind her before she descended the metal stairs. The metal rung as her heavy shod feet touched each step, she had decided to wear her large combat boots, as this would add extra kick if anything happened tonight. Though with her vampiric powers, she could use her bare feet and still have the same effect if she kicked a man in the balls.
The Bike purred to life at her touch and she couldn’t resist hugging the petrol tank to feel the comforting vibrations pass through her bones. She giggled as she placed her helmet upon her head, before with a little insanity, she wheel spinned down the road.
All too soon for Seras, she was directing the bike to the back entrance. As she walked to the back door it opened before she could press the buzzer. She nearly ran straight into Roger, he placed his hands on her arms to stop her falling to the floor.
“Sorry poppet, didn’t see you there” the large man said kindly
“That’s okay Roger, no harm done. Michael in yet?” Seras walked into the club as Roger held the door open for her.
“Yes, he’s getting the bar ready for tonight. But before you go there, Mr Serpentis wants to see you.” Roger waited for her to hang her coat up before escorting her to the lift. They went up together and knocked on Serpentis’s door.
“Enter”
They walked once more into the lavish office, Seras looked around seeing various folders and such on his desk. Before Serpentis could hide them she saw one that immediately caught her attention. It had the crest of the queen atop it and peeking out of the folder was a very grainy picture of her master.
She marshalled her reaction as Serpentis looked up and smiled before indicating she should sit. He walked over and leaned against his oak desk with a casual flair. His long legs crossed over at the ankles as his rear leaned against the edge of the desk.
“So how do you like it so far Mina?” his voice was like liquid malice hidden behind fake concern.
“I love it. I hadn’t realised how much I had missed serving behind a bar.” Seras smiled brightly as her hands held together in concern upon her lap. Had they made her?
“That’s wonderful. As I have decided to offer you a full contract. If you would be willing of course” He held out a hand to her.
Seras let a wide smile cover her face to show excitement before, taking his hand, followed where he led. He took her round to his side of the desk were she could see a work contract waiting. He picked up a pen and handed it too her indicating where she should sign.
Seras signed on the dotted line with her false name, as she did so she became aware of Serpentis leaning close behind her. He was so close she could feel his breath on the back of her neck. There came an inhale of breath on his part and she knew he was taking in her scent. She shuddered, not from arousal, but from disgust. She placed the pen down on the desk as she held her emotions in check.
“Good, if you play your cards right you will be promoted very quickly” Serpentis almost purred as his hand wandered down to her hips.
“Promoted?” She asked while she tried to escape from his touch without overly showing her discomfort.
“Yes, to higher plane of existence my dear” He smiled at a private joke as Seras cocked her head to one side in confusion. “Never mind,” he laughed, “You will find out if I do promote you.”
“Thank you sir”
“The pleasure is all mine, I assure you. Now tonight we have a few VIP guests that I will be entertaining. I would have you serve us Mina. Goldie will be there as well as it is more than my eardrums are worth to exclude her” He sighed as he sat down.
“Yes sir.”
“Very good. Now if you will excuse me. Michael will help you set up the VIP room.”
Seras nodded before walking to the exit of the office, Roger had been standing there the entire time and opened the door for her and closed it after a short nod to Serpentis. They boarded the lift and waited as it descended down to the ground floor. Roger was smiling away as he looked at her.
“You’re in his good books poppet. You’ll go far here” He placed a hand on her shoulder in a friendly gesture.
“What did he mean by promotion?”
“He’s only promoted one other girl, she wasn’t as strong as you mind. But she did all right. He made her his bodyguard as such, she went with him everywhere. He lavished her with gifts and money. Goldie keeps trying to get promoted but Boss won’t have it. He wants someone loyal, who wont speak about things they shouldn’t,” He explained as they walked in to the main section of the club.
Multi-coloured lights flashed on and off or strobed the floor as they tested the system for the night. The band tested the sound system and their equipment as they continued their usual pre-opening routine. Michael waved Seras over as he was setting the chairs upon the ground and placing the electric candlelights upon the tables. To one side men were checking the cable system that allowed the chains to be suspended from the snakes tongues and move to their resting places and back to hanging without a sound.
The cages would be winched down to one side so the women dancers could board before the chain would hoist them up once more. Hidden by the forked-snake-tongue was the winch that the chain was connected to. They were oiling the chain and the system so it would not squeak when moved. They lowered them to the plinth that was at the base of the snake stature high above the floor and opened the cage doors, ready for the girls to enter.
“Mina, how are you tonight?” Michael asked as she came to stand beside him.
“Fine, you?”
“I’m okay. Bossman tells me you’re going to work the VIP section.” He waggled his eyebrows in play as he nudged her in the ribs. “Someone’s moving up in the world”
“Oh stop it,” She pushed him away with a giggle. “Do you think I’ll be alright though?” a moment of nervousness washed over her. Serving behind the bar was totally different from entertaining VIP’s. She was not so naive that she didn’t know what might happen. Especially since Goldie was going to be there too.
“Don’t worry, you’ll be fine. Come one I’ll show you the VIP room.”
Michael led her to a richly decorated stairway, it was almost as if it was straight out of a gothic mansion. The stair was obsidian marble with veins of silver running through it. It was polished to mirror shine so her reflection could be seen clearly; in the centre of the stair was a rich blood red carpet so you would not slip on the polished stairs.
Upon entering the VIP room through the gilded doors, Seras gasped at the riches held within. You could tell this place only entertained very special clientele. The bar, instead of being sturdy oak, was made of white marble that contrasted with the continuation of the black marble floor. The pillars that once were ancient sandstone of the church had been replaced with glass. The pillars themselves were clear glass while around them coiled green glass snakes. Their eyes were rich rubies that reflected the coloured lights, so it looked like they watched your every move.
The floor stopped at a balcony that overlooked the dance floor, so those above could watch the band perform, or watch the dancers below. They could find their prey easier this way, though Seras was yet to learn this. Round the edge of the room were lover’s booths so you could hide away and discuss business…or pleasure.
“You’ll be behind the bar, cause I have to be downstairs. You shouldn’t need to leave the bar. Goldie, unfortunately, will be working the floor. Just grab the drinks she orders.” Michael explained. He showed her the bar, which was just a smaller version of the one downstairs.
“Okay Michael, is what I’m wearing okay for these guests?” Seras asked, she hadn’t dressed as risqué as she had done the night before.
“Oh, you look fine. Anything you wear Mina would always outshine Goldie.” Michael smiled and Seras could not help but blush at his words.
“Flattery will got you nowhere Michael.” She laughed and he soon joined her as they started to get the VIP room ready. Champagne was chilled, Ice buckets were filled. Until finally it was almost opening time.
They both went downstairs to have a quick drink before the world went mad. Seras was glad that unlike in the movies, she could still drink and eat. It just did not sustain her. Food and drink would not be digested, just absorbed taking no nutrients, no by-products. It was all burned away for her movement as he blood was used. Only blood could nourish her, give her energy. In fact there was only one side effect if she ate a full meal. She would feel sluggish, heavy. She had no appetite to eat mortal food; she only ate when she had to, to keep her Vampiric nature a secret such as now.
So she had a drink of coca cola with Michael, as they sat there chatting about random every day things, Goldie walked in..or maybe flounced in would be a better way to describe it. She glared at Seras as though she was talking to her property and not a human being, Seras watched as she continued on to the dressing rooms to get ready for her night.
“Michael?”
“Yeah?”
“Were you an item with Goldie once?”
Michael began to laugh, almost making his drink come out of his nose. Seras looked on as he tried to compose himself. Michael was not unattractive; Seras didn’t even think that was in his vocabulary. He had short dark hair, which was spiked up with gel on top. His face was nicely proportioned to his body so not too thin and not too fat. He had lovely brown eyes that shined with life. On the bottom of his chin he had a little tuft, not quite a goatee, but still not in the realm of bum fluff.
“Ha, she would love to think so in her little world. Truth is she followed me round like a lost sheep from the day I joined. She thought because she was the boss’s niece, that I should immediately fall at her feet. Didn’t quite work out like that though.”
“Why? What did you do?”
“I told her that one, she was a shallow little girl. Two, her laugh was the most annoying thing on the planet. And finally three, did those boobs come as standard or could she change them for bigger or smaller ones? Cause they were obviously fake.” He laughed as he pictured the moment.
“You didn’t!” Seras exclaimed, holding her hand to her mouth to hide the smile on her face.
“Oh I did. Of course she went running to mummy, who told her brother..” he stopped dramatically, looking at Seras with a serious gaze.
“And?” Seras was on the edge of her seat.
“He laughed his butt off, said it was about time someone told her the truth. And wished he had done it to her mother years ago.”
They both laughed together as they finished the last of their drinks. Seras enjoyed being around Michael. He was a shameless flirt with the ladies, but he treated Seras like a twin sister. Someone he could laugh with and talk to. He seemed to know any advances on Seras would go nowhere. Weather that was because he knew Serpentis would have his eye on her or something else. Seras was not sure.
Once they were ready and the band for the night started playing their first song, Roger opened the doors. Seras sung along to the band as she had heard them rehearsing the song earlier and it had stuck in her mind.
“It doesn’t hurt me,
do you wanna feel how it feels?
Do you wanna know it doesn’t hurt me?
Do you wanna hear about the deal that I’m making?
Its you and me,
And if I only could, make a deal with God,
And let him swap our places.
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
Be running up that building..
So if I only could..
You don’t wanna hurt me,
But see how deep the bullet lies.
Unaware I’m tearing you asunder,
Oh there is thunder in our hearts.
So much hate for the ones we love,
Tell me we both matter…don’t we?
It’s you and me that won’t be unhappy.
And if I only could, make a deal with God,
And let him swap our places.
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
Be running up that building..
And if I only could, make a deal with God,
And let him swap our places.
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
With no problem..”
Seras had to start serving drinks so continued to hum to the music under her breath, but it seems her singing had not gone unnoticed. She felt Michael’s breath at her ear as he yelled to be heard over the music.
“You have a beautiful voice Mina”
“Thanks!”
“Oh, looks like you’d better get upstairs. The VIP’s have just pulled up.” Michael pointed to the now open door. Outside a black limo had pulled up and some people were getting out.
“Okay Michael, I’ll catch you later.” Seras waved as she quickly ran up the stairs to be ready and waiting at the VIP bar.
Goldie was welcoming the VIP’s at the door and escorting them up to the room, Seras made sure the champagne and all the drinks were properly chilled and waiting. She bowed in respect as a group of men came in. there seemed to be no women VIP’s in this group. Seras had seen this type before; they reeked of the criminal underworld.
Seras served drinks and some food for about half an hour. All the time Goldie was showing off and giving Seras evil looks the entire time. Seras’s eyes kept trailing to one of the suited me. He was younger than the rest and seemed to have accompanied a boss or even his father. His eyes kept trailing over Goldie as she swayed to the music. She was loving the attention, but if what Roger said was true…then she was asking for trouble. She was no longer in a playboy bunny outfit. Tonight she seemed to be going for an Egyptian theme. She was in a gold belly dancer outfit, on each arm was a snake armlet and she had a black wig on that made her look like Cleopatra.
Seras turned back to serving those at the bar before her head, shot up, at the sound of Goldie’s voice.
“Let me go..”
“Oh come on your highness…I will treat you like a queen” He purred at her as he pinned her to the wall. The other males seemed to be ignoring the moment as they continued to talk in quiet discussion.
What Seras hadn’t seen when she had come up here earlier, was that a clear screen would slowly drop down over the balcony to mute the music so those inside could talk without the need to shout. They had told Goldie to lower it as soon as they had entered.
“No. Let me go” Goldie tried to push the young man off her, but he was clearly stronger. He pushed her against the wall and started to paw at her breasts.
As much as Goldie annoyed the hell out of Seras and the Vampiric part of her was revelling in the situation the stupid women had gotten herself into. She couldn’t stand by and do nothing. So Seras calmly walked from behind the bar and over to the two.
“I don’t think she wants to play sir.” Seras placed her hand on the mans shoulder to pull him away from Goldie.
“Oh? You want to join in too do you?” He tried to get hold of Seras to pull her to him, but she just bent his arm behind his back. He yelled in pain, allowing Goldie to escape.
Seras saw a glint as he pulled out a large knife to try and stab Seras. She was about to disarm him when a flash of silver went past her cheek. At the same moment an arm went round her waist and pulled her flush against a firm male body. Her eyes widened at the silver in front of her. The Silver turned out to be a gun…a gun she knew very well.
“Talio, I suggest you control your son in my club. Before I put a bullet through his brain” Serpentis’s voice purred in Seras’s ear. He placed the gun to the young mans temple as he quivered before it.
But Seras could not take her gaze from that gun. It was Casull, Alucard’s Casull. There was no mistaking it, it had Hellsing Arms Scribed upon the side as well as a cross. Then the name Casull in the same beautiful script. How, in the name of Hellsing, had he managed to get that gun in his possession?
“Forgive him Serpentis. My son is young and energetic.” A large man walked up, Seras would have laughed if she didn’t know it would make the situation worse.
The father looked like he had just stepped out of the Godfather movie or something. He was a portly man in a rich black suit. His whole persona screamed Mafia. Seras felt the arm tightened around her waist as Serpentis held the gun, unwavering, at this annoyance.
“I do not take kindly to people pawing my property” Serpentis’s voice stayed ice cool, as though he was discussing the weather. Not threatening to blow some ones brains out.
“Be fair Serpentis, the girl was flaunting herself in front of the lad. She should not promise that which she is not willing to give.” Talio came to stand right in front of Serpentis as they looked at each other.
Seras felt Serpentis’s head shift as if he was looking to the right; she risked a glance to see what he might be looking at and saw Goldie against the wall with her eyes wide with fear. Serpentis’s breath brushed Seras’s ear as he turned back with a sigh.
“You may be right” He slowly lowered the gun before placing the safety on and hiding the gun in the folds of his jacket. But yet he still held on tightly to Seras. “My niece will then no longer be a problem.”
Serpentis turned his head slightly and whispered in Seras’s ear what he wanted to drink before he finally released her to turn and advance on Goldie. By the looks of her she wanted the wall to swallow her up.
“Leave”
“But Uncle..” Seras watched as Talio jerked in shock, he now fully understood the act of his son’s transgression and gave his son a glare that could kill.
“Goldie, I told you to leave!” Now Serpentis finally lost his temper and Goldie fled the room with one last evil look at Seras.
Serpentis walked towards one of the booths and seated himself in a leisurely fashion while he waited for Seras to bring him his drink. When she placed it on the table in front of him, he suddenly pulled her into his lap and held her tight against him to stop her struggles so she could do nothing but rest against him.
“Mr Serpentis?” One of the guests sent a questioning look at Seras. This was obviously meant to be a private meeting.
“Have no fear. She will tell no one of what transpires here. Will you Mina?” He looked down at her with a smile, and the hair on the back of her neck rose in a chill.
“No..no sir.” She stuttered in shock.
“Good girl. Now where to begin. I am sure you have all watched the DVD’s I sent you of our new product. And no doubt you caught the recent blood bath on the news..” Serpentis was interrupted but Talio’s son, who looked on un-believing of the words that had been uttered.
“Are you saying you had something to do with those police deaths on the news today?” his voice laced with sarcasm and distain.
“More than something to do boy. I instigated it. And if you speak to me in such away again, father or no father, I shall rip you to pieces.” This time Serpentis’s voice made Seras shiver in true fear. She watched as Talio’s son seemed to crumble in fear where he stood.
“What you saw in the news, I must admit, was one of the failed chips. But even then you can see what use its is, even if defective.” He placed one of the chips on the table and tapped a finger on the plastic casing.
Seras was shocked that he would show such a thing right in front of her. Serpentis was not known for his stupidity. Why would he lay out his plan in front of a new employee that he hardly knew? Seras began to grow worried; soon she knew she would have reason to.
The buyers passed the chip around and looked at it from all angles as if to discern its secrets. But they knew nothing of hits hidden paths and sub coding that made this such a useful weapon.
“How is it applied?”
“I shall show you.” Serpentis pressed a button and a scientist walked in with a young girl holding his hand. The girl looked about five years old. She looked around the room with fear and Seras’s heart constricted. Surely he wasn’t going to put the chip in such a young child.
His real plan was much more terrible.
Seras was so focused on the girl that she didn’t even feel Serpentis move his hand to the back of her neck. Suddenly she screamed as she felt blinding pain start at the base of the skull and make its way to the front of her head. She felt the blue contacts slip from her eyes as they flashed red with power as something inside her tried to fight this invasion.
Then she felt her blood lust rise. Though the word rise did not do it justice. It exploded. She could think of nothing else, this was worse than her own blood lust. It was like something was making it ten times worse. She looked at the child with a red hued gaze. She was screaming in her mind to stop, to please make it stop. But she couldn’t control her body as she leapt at the child and bit savagely into the young girls neck.
The girl screamed in mortal terror as her pain leached into her innocent blood. Oh so sweet, it was like rich ambrosia and Seras savoured it, even as she tried to stop. Seras was falling to pieces in her mind but no one could help her. She felt the blood lust taper off as the child’s heart stopped. Then she sauntered up to Serpentis like a wanton vixen, she leaned close to him and almost purred like a cat.
“What is your wish my master, my lord” Oh god what had she done? What was she doing? Serpentis was not her master. Alucard was and only who could ever be. No other would lay claim to her.
But why wouldn’t her body respond? She was like a puppet on a string, a doll for his amusement as he pulled her close once again. He fondled her and aroused her even as she screamed at her body not to respond to his touches as he continued to talk to the businessmen. She heard him mention a drop off point, but she could not contact Alucard. The chip blocked everything.
She watched behind her own eyes as the buyers made their payments and left as one. Then she draped herself over Serpentis, begging for his attention. His eyes flashed and she was shocked to realise he was also chipped. Her entire being seemed to now be focused into pleasing him. He didn’t seem to be able to talk into her mind, or read her thoughts. It was like the chip just made you love him, obey him. But she could not tell he was chipped.
“Mmm, you are such a site Mina. Come take me to your place. I wish to see your home my pet” he licked her earlobe as he spoke.
“As you wish my master” She felt herself reply and again her skin crawled to utter it to any other but Alucard.
They walked down to the entrance to the club and she waited as Serpentis told Michael the he was leaving and taking Seras with him. Then he walked her to his car, it was a black Jaguar s series. He indicated she should drive, as she knew where she was going. She gunned the car down London roads until the studio flat came into view. Seras parked round the back before leading Serpentis by the hand to her door.
She pulled him in before pinning him to the wall and crushing her lips against him. She roamed her hands over his form as he returned the favour before clasping her behind and lifting her so she straddled his hips. He began walking towards the dark room behind her back, his heightened eyes was able to see the corner of her four-poster-bed. They ripped clothes off one another. His shirt fell in the hall way and her tank top joined it. Then came her bra followed by the red gloves. She was topless as he placed her upon the bed.
Serpentis looked around the darkened room and smiled as he looked back at her, his eyes glowing. But inside her mind Seras though they were nothing like the beauty of Alucard’s claret gaze. Serpentis did not hold the depth, the madness..only greed.
“Such a dark room my kitten.” Seras nearly told him all, in her need to please him. But as he uttered the name Kitten somehow she found the power to take over her speech just enough so she would not betray Hellsing.
“I love the dark.” She purred as she nibbled his ear and ran her hands down his chest.
“I do too” he grasped her hands and pinned them above her head as he began to lavish her chest with frenzied kisses and licks.
Seras writhed beneath him in pleasure she was trying so hard to overcome. She cried out in euphoria as Serpentis sank his fangs into one breast and drank deeply of her. His eyes flashed in wonderment as though he had never tasted blood such as hers. Of course he hadn’t ,what was left of her sanity laughed at her. She had Alucard’s blood running through her. He would never have tasted such powerful blood before.
“Oh my kitten…you are exquisite.” He lapped at the holes as they stopped flowing before he suckled her nipples. He freed one of his hands from holding hers and let is travel over her left breast while he worshiped the right. Then the hand began to travel lower.
Seras begged to anyone, anything. To make it stop. What he was about to do was not his to take. It would never belong to him, it belong to the one she loved. To..to…she wasn’t sure who. The haze of pleasure and hatred fuzzed her mind. Just as his hand was about to reach his goal and her scream became a crescendo in her mind…his phone rang. He snarled a moment and she could see he was torn weather to ignore it or answer. Finally he chose the latter.
“What!” he shouted down the phone, almost crushing the device in his hold. “What kind of problem?” there was a pause as he listened to the voice on the other end. “Fine. I’ll be there in 10 minutes. This had better be worth it Blackthorn.”
He hung up the phone before turning to Seras and stroking her cheek.
“We will have to continue this another time my pet. Stay here and rest. I’ll see you tomorrow at work.” He rose from the bed and turned to her a moment.
“Yes master”
“Good girl”
Then he was gone down the hallway, she saw him pick up his shirt before leaving through the door. She lay there a moment and without him before her she felt some of the power slip.
Seras summoned all the power she had in her and raised her hands to the back of her neck. She began to claw at the chip there. Gouging her neck in an effort to get it out. She ran to the bathroom as she clawed. She could smell him all over her, and the blood of the girl. She pulled at the chip and as she did so more of her true self emerged. She couldn’t stand the smell. So she jumped into the shower even as she yanked at the chip. Finally with a scream it came free and she threw it to the side of the shower.
She saw the black shiny device covered in her blood, the rich red turning to pink at the edges as the water from the shower flowed past the edge of it, diluting it as it flowed down the drain. Everything rushed into her at once, her heightened smell, her memory of the girl’s blood, the girl’s scream, and her link with Alucard. It all snapped back as if a switch had been thrown and she screamed, as she was overwhelmed. She scrubbed herself raw to try and get his smell off her body. But it wouldn’t go away, nor would that poor child’s blood. She saw it on her hands and no matter how hard she scrubbed they would never be clean.
Seras sunk to the bottom of the shower stall and pulled her knees against her chest. She buried her head on her knees as she rocked back and forth, back and forth. She mumbled though she could not hear it. She did not feel her true master enter the flat. Did not hear him growl in such deep anger that she should have run as soon as she heard it. She did not even hear the door slam open or feel his wrathful aura fill the room….
TBC…
KITG: hope you enjoyed it :)
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