Black Lagoon Fan Fiction / Hellsing Fan Fiction / Gunsmith Cats Fan Fiction ❯ Night Angels ❯ Reunions and Other Matters, Part 1-Special Edition ( Chapter 2 )

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LONDON, TRAFALGAR SQUARE, NIGHTTIME…

Rally Vincent stood on the roof of a building near Whitehall, scanning the nighttime crowd milling about. Most of the government buildings were closed now, but she knew that there were other people who roamed the streets during this time of night… some of them with darker intentions. She had a clear line-of-sight down the street until she got to the Cenotaph, afterwhich she relied on her other senses to cut through the clutter. A normal human would find what she’s doing a bit overwhelming – but since she was a vampire, Rally didn’t have those disadvantages, thanks to her training for the last several months by Alucard and Seras Victoria.

For about several nights, there were a number of vampiric killings on these streets, the last two were dangerously close to the heart of England’s government. The Royal Order of Protestant Knights Hellsing were informed, and thus was Rally’s stakeout this night. ‘So far, so good, Master,’ Rally telepathically notified Seras. ‘However, just waiting here is getting a little boring. I’m itching for a little action right around now.’

‘I’m certain you are, Rally,’ Seras Victoria replied from the other end of Whitehall, Alucard with her. ‘But I’m afraid you’re going to have to be patient for now. Sir Integra was told the last killings were a little too close to #10 Downing Street to ignore. Master and I will be here just in case you need help.’

‘Rally Vincent,’ Alucard interrupted, ‘If there is a threat on these streets, you are to handle it… alone.’

“What?” the Draculina gasped. “Master, Rally’s my fledgling. I should be the one to tell her if she’s to be alone on a mission, not you.”

“My apologies for overstepping your authority, Police Girl,” the red-clad vampire started, sounding sincere, “but Sir Integra wanted to know how Rally will handle a situation like this on her own.”

“Oh,” Seras said, blushing. “Well… I guess that would be alright.” Again clearing her thoughts, she called out to Rally, ‘Sorry about that, Rally, but it seems that Sir Integra wants to test you, so it looks like you’re on your own with this one.’

‘Hey, I don’t mind, Master,’ Rally replied, smiling as she did. ‘You and Alucard had been busting my butt for the last few months or so trying to get me ready, so I wouldn’t be surprised Integra wouldn’t want to know if it was all for nothing.’

‘Nice to hear,’ Seras answered, smiling. ‘Let us know if something comes up.’

‘Got it, Master.’ Rally then resumed her surveillance, taking note of several figures while looking for anything suspicious. She did notice one couple in particular, a tall, brown-haired man who was escorting what appeared to be a younger, blonde girl.

“She seems to be a little young,” Rally said to herself. “She looks almost like… nah, it couldn’t be… not in a million years.” Still curious, the dusky-skinned vampire watched as the couple rounded a corner, then continued her watch.

After a few minutes, Rally stood up and stretched, deciding to find a new perch to look-out. She also gathered-up a sawed-off Remington 870 Tactical pump-action shotgun – the name “Purgatory” etched on it – with ammo and prepared to leap to another roof when a scream caught her attention – with a voice Rally immedietly recognized. “No way – it can’t be her!” she gasped, making sure her shotgun was ready as she leapt from rooftop to rooftop.

When she arrived at her destination, she had seen the couple she observed before caught in a dead-end street, the open end blocked-off by three individuals, two males and one female, all goth dressed. Concentrating, Rally used her ‘third eye’ to get a look at the couple… and her worst fears were confirmed: ‘Minnie’ May Hopkins and Ken Takazawa were the unfortunates under attack. But she was relieved to see two constables, possibly from the 10 Downing Street post, armed with truncheons, arrive. Hopefully, the two could handle these muggers until their back-ups showed up. ‘I still like to know why May and Kenny are here in London,’ Rally thought to herself. ‘Did they come to visit me?’

‘May’s in London?’ Seras’ voice echoed in Rally’s head, sounding surprised.

Not liking her master eavesdropping, Rally sighed and thought, ‘Yes, Master, she is… and her fiancé is with her, too. They seemed to run into trouble with a few goth punks, but I’m certain the bobbies can…’ But before she could finish what she was saying, Rally saw in horror the punks attack the constables – one of them ripping the arm off one constable while the other two bite them in the neck.

The constables soon fall to the ground – only to rise several seconds later as ghouls. ‘Looks like I’ve found our killers! Master, contact Sir Integra and Pip as soon as possible! I’ll see if I can contain the situation on my end!’

‘Be careful going down there, Rally!’ Seras answered, just as Alucard made the mental call to Sir Integra. ‘There’s no telling what those FREAKs will do!’

‘Got it,’ Rally answered. Making sure Purgatory was loaded, she made her way to the alley and looked for a vantage point to take-out the ghouls.

“Oh my god! Kenny… those… those bobbies…” May stammered, seeing to her horror the constables rising as ghouls. For his part, Ken held May protectively, keeping an eye on the three FREAKs blocking their way.

“That was a bloody waste,” the girl, with dyed-blue hair, whined, looking bored. “Say Mick, I thought y’ said w’ were going t’ pop-on over t’ the Palace t’ see th’ Queen.”

“‘Ay, I said w’re goin’ t’ see th’ Queen, just as w’ promised, Sally,” Mick, a tall boy with a yellow Mohawk hairdoo and plenty of facial piercings, grumbled. “But it don’t hurt if w’ didn’t have a small snack before, isn’t that right, Nigel?”

“Wotever, Mick – a couple o’ Yanks before w’ visit,” Nigel, who also had facial piercings but a shaved head and lots of tribal tattoos, said, “and th’ Queen f’r afters.”

“Just make sure those pigs w’ offed,” Mick added, thumbing at the ghouls, “keep out anybody that comes callin’.” The three soon eye May and Ken hungrily.

“Kenny… I’m scared!” May whimpered, clinging to Ken tightly.

The brown-haired explosive expert just glared at the three angrily. “I only wish we were able to visit that friend of mine for some explosives sooner,” he growled as the three closed in – only to be distracted by two huge gunshots, which took-out the two ghouls, the shots striking their hearts and causing them to crumble into ash.

“Wot th’ flamin’ fuck was that?” Nigel hissed, seeing their ghouls dissolve into nothing.

“Okay, that’s as far as you’re going, fellas!” a voice called out from above. From above the streets, Rally leapt from the roofs and landed between the FREAKs and May and Ken. “Why don’t you three just take a rest right now.”

May’s eyes went wide, recognizing her friend. “RALLY!!!” she screamed.

“Nice seeing you again May, Kenny,” Rally answered back, briefly turning around and smiling. “You two stay back, I’ll take care of these bastards!” Both of them nodded, not saying a thing.

Meanwhile, Sally was staring bullets at Rally. “Say Mick,” she began, betraying an annoyed tone in her voice, “who th’ fuck is this bird?”

“‘Ho cares?” Mick answered, pulling out what looked like a machete. He then turned to Rally and snarled, “Alright, bitch… y’ best not get in our way if y’ know wot’s good for you. For y’r information, w’ happen t’ be immortal vampires, so y’ can’t kill us… but w’ CAN kill y’ while drinkin’ y’ dry!”

“You’re vampires, you say?” Rally replied sarcastically, grinning at them. “I would’ve thought you were nothing but a couple of low-lifes out for a good time. Guess I was wrong… calling you ‘low-lifes’ would be considered an insult to the real low-lifes. You’re nothing but pond scum… no, worse than pond scum. And it looks like I’ll be the one teaching you some manners!”

“OH YEAH, Y’ BITCH!?!” Mick yelled, rushing Rally and slashing at her with the machete. For Rally’s part, she held up her left arm, only to get it cut-off at the shoulder.

“RALLY!!!” Ken yelled, seeing his friend’s arm flying off and landing ten feet away.

“MAY, KENNY, STAY BACK!!!” Rally called back, clutching the stump of her left arm.

“Kenny, we better do as Rally says,” May whispered, looking at her injured friend. “For if I don’t miss my guess, we’re going to see what Rally’s been e-mailing Becky about.”

Mick, in the meantime, rejoined Sally and Nigel, laughing at her. “So wot now, bitch?” Nigel crowed.

“Yeah?” Sally added. “Let’s see ‘ow bad y’ are with only one fuckin’ arm!”

For a few seconds, Rally eyed the FREAKs angrily, the dripping stump of her arm slowing down. Then she smiled – which included her eyes glowing. “Only this!” she snarled, bracing briefly… then screamed! Quite suddenly, a new arm erupted from the stump, complete with the sleeve of her leather coat which was also removed from the previous arm.

“Shit!” Nigel gasped, stepping back along with his two friends.

Rally stood up, the predatory smile never escaping her face, and the glowing in her eyes never fading. “Oh that’s just the beginning, you assholes,” she said, suddenly fading from view.

The three FREAKs suddenly started looked around, starting to panic. “Oh fuck! Where she’d go?” Sally cried.

“I’m still here,” Rally’s disembodied voice said, causing the FREAKs to look around more. “If you’re wondering how I was able to do that, I’ll tell you. You see, unlike you three, I’m a vampire – true undead – not some chipped imitation like you FREAKs.”

Rally then appeared behind Nigel, still smiling and her eyes still glowing. “You think that the life of a vampire is a glamorous one, forever apart from the rules of humans.” Nigel swung his arm backward, only to have Rally disappear again. “But the truth is… it’s a lonely, frightening existence, because you know you’ll outlive those you love and treasure the most.”

“Why th’ fuck should y’ care about these meatsacks, bitch?” Mick yelled, his machete in his hands. “W’re all vampires here! Y’ drink blood like us!”

“That’s the big difference between you and me,” Rally added, this time appearing in front of Mick, her CZ-75 in hand. “True vampires only drink blood from humans to survive. You just do it for the fun of it or to cause trouble… like what you did to those poor constables and planned to do to with my friends and the Queen!”

“SHUT Y’R GOB, Y’ BITCH!!!” Mick angrily yelled, about to cleft Rally’s head… only to drop his machete after Rally shot. “AUUUGGGHHH!!!! Y’ BITCH!!! Y’ SHOT OFF ME FUCKING’ THUMB!!!!” Then Mick discovered he was again talking to thin air.

Rally again appeared, this time ahead of Nigel. “Oh I’ll do more than that, assholes!” she said, again producing Purgatory from inside her coat. Pumping the shotgun, she fired, hitting Nigel square in the crotch… and blowing it away, leaving a big gap between his legs. For his part, Nigel squealed like a stuck pig until Rally shot his head completely off, the body crumbling into ash. “How do you like it?” she said, producing several shells and reloading the shotgun magazine. “There’s nothing as hard-hitting as silver-tipped saboted slugs, chambered for 12-guage magnum.”

Mick didn’t say anything, still clutching his thumbless right hand. He then darted for the exit of the alley, pushing Sally out of the way. But before he could venture more than a foot, his right leg is blown off at the knee. Falling flat on his face, he tries to get up, but Rally shoots off his left leg slightly higher up. “Hey, don’t just leave yet,” she smirked, reloading Purgatory, “someone still has to talk to you.” Rally then hungrily turned her attention to Sally, but then the hunter smile she had faded when she got a look at the girl.

Sally was on the ground, scrambling backward. “P-p-please don’t hurt me!” she stammered. “T’ tell th’ truth… I never really wanted this! Mick an’ Nigel came t’ me one night, sayin’ they found a way t’ live forever. I didn’t think it would hurt at first… but th’ next night, I killed Mum an’ Dad,” she then started sobbing, bloody tears falling across her cheeks, “and me little brother! I beggin’ y’… make me human again! This thing in me head is makin’ me kill! I don’t want t’ kill anymore!”

A softer look came over Rally’s face, eyes still glowing, as she forced the girl to her feet. “I wish there was a way to make you truly human again… but I’m afraid it’s too late… you’ve become a danger that I or the others in Hellsing cannot ignore,” she kindly said, then added, “But don’t worry, Sally… I’ll make sure no one will force you to kill… ever again.” Closing her eyes, Rally bent down towards Sally’s neck… and bit into it.

Sally gasped briefly from the pain of the bite, but soon slowly sank to the ground as Rally drank her blood, smiling. After the girl died, Rally got up, briefly licked the blood off her lips, then once again drew her CZ-75 and placed a shot into Sally’s head and heart. Then remembering who was watching, she turned to May and Ken, and with a sad look on her face, said, “I’m sorry you two had to see this side of me. I thought coming here would spare you of seeing me kill like this and…” but was surprised by a sudden hug from May.

“Hey Rally… I understand,” May said, smiling. “After all, you ARE a vampire. But I’m a little surprised that you would drink from another vampire.”

“That’s just it, May… she wasn’t a true vampire,” answered Rally, “just a supercharged human with the traits of a vampire.”

Then the sounds of trucks caught the three’s attention. Two lorries pulled into the exit, whereas several men wearing Hellsing uniforms got out and secured the exit. Some of them covered Mick, while two went over and started to escort May and Ken away. “HEY, WHAT ARE YOU GUYS DOING?” May complained, trying to get out of their grip.

“Hey c’mon, you guys,” Rally added, trying to pry them off as well, “these are my friends! No need to treat them like this!”

“Sorry about this,” one of the soldiers, a Spaniard, said, “but you know orders, all civilians…”

“YOU HEARD ZE LADY, SERGIO, LET HER GO!” Sergio abruptly released his grip on May when he saw his commander, Pip Bernadotte, walk through the group. “New orders from Sir Integra,” the one-eyed Frenchman began, “zese two are to be ze guests of ze Hellsing Organization! Now let go of zem, leave them be, and make sure ze parameter is secured!”

Saluting quickly, Sergio and his companion scrambled quickly to the alley’s entrance. Turning to Rally, Pip said, “We got ze call from Sir Integra. Seems Mignonette told her who was here. Are you alright, Mademoiselle Rally?”

“Fine, Pip… and thanks,” Rally answered back. “So when is Integra coming?” she thumbed at Mick, “Got someone I think she would like to talk to.”

“I am here, Rally. Thank you for asking,” came the voice of Sir Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing, who was strolling past the assembled Wild Geese, the uniformed men, and to their location. At the same time, Alucard and Seras made their appearances as well. “You have done alright for your first solo mission… although it could be a little neater, by the way Captain Victoria told me of your handling of that shotgun.”

“Hey, they cut-off my arm! How else was I supposed to answer that?” Rally added.

“Exactly the way you did,” Alucard put in. “I have to agree with Sir Integra, you have done well… as well as offering a merciful end to the girl.”

“When I took her blood,” Rally began, “I found out she was telling the truth… those guys really did con her into becoming a FREAK.”

Seras took a good look at Mick, who for his credit was still trying to get away, despite being closely guarded. “Well I think we can make sure he’ll suffer for what he did to her,” the Draculina said.

“And I know exactly how… after we get the information we need. Miss Hopkins, Mr. Takazawa, wait here. Rally… come with me.” Sir Integra motioned to Rally, and the two made their way to the prone FREAK.

Discreetly, Ken leaned over to May. “I think we should tell her,” he began, whispering.

“Later, Kenny,” the blonde whispered back.

Meanwhile, Sir Integra walked over to Mick and kicked him on his back. “‘Ay… wot gives?” the FREAK yelled back.

“Silence! I will be the one giving the orders around here! If you were a true vampire like you were boasting about, you would have healed that thumb and those legs and attacked us! So keep quiet and maybe you might benefit from it!” the Hellsing leader spoke in a firm voice. Reluctantly, Mick complied. “Now then, I have an offer I wish to give you…” Sir Integra said, bending down. “If you will kindly tell me who placed that chip in your head, I might be kind enough to give you some most favorable odds. If you choose not to co-operate,” she indicated to Rally, “then I will tell her to end your miserable existence in what I will guarantee will be a long… and most unpleasant manner.” Rally’s expression on her face told the story that she would prefer he WOULDN’T be co-operative.

“An’ if I say yes?” Mick implored hopefully.

“Then you will receive a bullet in your head, giving you a quick end,” Sir Integra answered.

“Wot kind o’ a deal is that?” Mick gasped. “Either way, I’m still dead!”

“Well we certainly cannot have a deplorable FREAK like you roaming the countryside and causing chaos, now can we?” Sir Integra snarled. “You and your friends were responsible for several killings here and I was informed that you have planned to assassinate the Queen after killing this couple!” pointing to May and Ken. “Now talk… or else suffer the consequences!”

For a few seconds, Mick mentally debated his options. “Looks like I’ve ‘aven’t got much of a choice, now do I?” he finally said. Rally looked slightly disappointed. “Very well… Nigel an’ I were contacted by some bloke from oversees, said ‘e ‘ad something that…” But before he could continue further, Mick’s body suddenly erupted into a mass of blue flame, causing Sir Integra to jump back. Mick, in the meantime, screamed painfully until his body was consumed, leaving nothing behind.

“What the hell was that, Master?” Seras gasped.

The No-Life King just stared banefully at where Mick once lied. “Whoever created that chip obviously wishes to maintain their secrecy. By the way this occurred, it was as if they were monitoring us through him.”

“So it looks we’re back to square one finding out about the FREAK chip, are we Sir Integra?” Rally said dejectedly, looking at her friend.

“Yes, it would seem so,” Sir Integra replied. “Very well, have the girl’s body taken to the coroner, extract the chip from her and cremate her. Then we will see if we can go anywhere with what she produces.” She then looked at May and Ken and said, “In the meantime, Miss Hopkins and Mr. Takazawa will accompany me back to the mansion. It would be an excellent opportunity to get re-acquainted, now will it?”

“Indeed it would, Integra,” May answered back, “but… nowadays, I don’t exactly go by ‘Hopkins’ anymore.” Smiling, she then held up her left hand. She was wearing a wedding band on her finger.

Rally caught on. “OH MAN, YOU AND KENNY GOT MARRIED!?!” she shrieked, hugging May fiercely. “CONGRADULATIONS, MAY!!! I WISH I COULD’VE ATTENDED THE CEREMONY BUT TRAVELING WOULD BE SUCH A PAIN AND ALL!!! OH I’M SO HAPPY FOR YOU, MAY!!!”

“Erk… Rally…” May squeaked, her eyes bugging out as she vainly struggled to free herself, “you’re… crushing… me…”

“Huh? Oops,” the dusky-skinned vampire said, releasing her friend. “Uh… sorry about that, May. I forgot for a second I’m stronger now. Are you alright? I didn’t break anything, did I?”

May took a few quick breaths and said, “No… but it got kinda close.”

“I’m glad you’re happy, Rally,” Ken said, patting his friend’s shoulder.

“Thanks, Kenny,” Rally said as she hugged Ken, this time more careful. “Anyway, let’s get to the mansion. I can’t wait to get caught up with you guys.”

“Then why don’t we head up, Rally?” Ken said. “I’m certain you have some stories to share as well.” But as the group made their way out, Ken briefly stopped and dropped to one knee.

“Kenny,” May called out, going to her husband’s side, “are you okay?” Rally also watched, her face betraying a look of concern that Seras and Alucard noticed.

“I’m fine, May… it’s just the excitement of tonight catching up with me, that’s all,” the brown-haired man said, getting up on his feet, “I’ll be alright if I pace myself.”

May said nothing, nodding in agreement. The two walked over to the Rolls-Royce near the lorries, where Walter C. Dolnez greeted them and helped the two, as well as Sir Integra board. The Wild Geese then made their clean-up of the scene, packed-up the bodies of the remaining FREAKs, and departed, leaving three vampires to contemplate events.

Even though it wasn’t necessary for her to do so, Rally took a deep breath and proceeded to leave. “Is there something wrong with Ken, Rally?” Seras began, seeing her fledgling pause.

It was some time before Rally answered in a low voice, “I’ll tell you later, Master. I just want to go home.” She then proceeded to walk out.

Concerned, Seras tried to stop her, but was restrained by Alucard. “Let her be, Police Girl,” he said. “She has a lot on her mind right now. Your fledgling will tell you when the time is right.”

“Okay, Master,” Seras said, following Alucard and Rally out of the alley.

THE HELLSING MANSION, LATER THAT NIGHT…

“May told me what had happened to Rally,” Ken said, himself, May, Sir Integra, Walter, Pip, and the three vampires gathered around in the drawing room of the mansion. “She also told me that Rally finally managed to kill Goldie. A bit of relief if you ask me.”

“More likely that the world would be better for it – if we have not learned about the sale of her Kerasine formula to an unknown group,” Sir Integra added, then said, “But enough of that. I was wondering why you and your wife would be in London. This city is not exactly known as a spot for honeymooners.”

“Yeah,” Rally added. “May, I’d figured you and Kenny would be at Niagara Falls for your honeymoon.”

“Oh that place is honeymooned to death, Rally,” May answered, excepting the herb tea Walter offered. “I really wanted to see what this town is like – and see how you were doing.”

Rally thought for a minute. “Well – I’d be lying if I said I had no regrets about becoming a vampire,” she began, then said, “but I would’ve done it again if the circumstances repeated themselves. Nice of you and Kenny being so concerned about me.” She then looked at Ken and May and asked, “So… what are you guys going to do now that you’re married?”

“I’m glad you asked that, Rally,” Ken said, producing a business card and handing it to Rally. Curious, the dark-haired vampire took a look, then her red eyes widened. The card read, ‘MayKen Enterprises, L.L.C.. Demolitions and Special Effects’.

“You’re going into the demolition business?” asked Rally.

“You bet!” May chirped. “Of course, we’re going to start slow and see how the business goes from there. We already got together a couple of contracts to clear out some old buildings in Chicago,” she then looked uncomfortable and added, “including that warehouse where you…”

“Oh,” Rally added, catching the hint. “Well, I wish you and Kenny the best in business. And speaking of business, I heard from Dad that he sold the gunshop. Do you know who bought it?”

Ken and May looked at each other, then Ken said, “You won’t believe it… it was Roy that bought it! He decided to take early retirement from Chicago P.D., then he and his wife bought the shop when your father offered it. Roy even decided to keep the name of the shop.”

“So it looks like ‘Gunsmith Cats’ is still going to be a local fixture,” Rally mused. Then a look of concern came over her face. “Hey wait a minute – Roy’s not a gunsmith! How in the hell is he going to handle the special orders?”

“Well you should thank Alfie for that,” May started. “You remember those two cops Goldie had killed to spring him?” Rally nodded. “Well, it seems one of them had a brother who was a soldier that lost a leg. Alfie made mention of this to Roy when he was in jail, then Roy looked him up and offered him a job. Seems this guy’s a very good gunsmith, and he’s been working for Roy since.”

“Boy that’s a relief,” Rally sighed. “Hate to think of Roy letting the shop go to pot without a gunsmith.”

“That’s remarkable,” Seras added, looking at May. “You and your husband are going into business together. From the looks of it, you two make a great couple.”

“Indeed we are,” Ken answered. “By the way Seras, from what we’ve heard from Becky, you and Rally are quite an item together.”

“Er… what?” Rally squeaked, then grumbled, “I told Becky not to mention that.”

“I still find that hard to believe,” May sighed, looking at her old friend. “I always thought Rally would die an old maid. She seemed to prefer guns and cars to sex.”

“Well, I find that hard to believe myself,” Alucard drolled, startling Rally. “From what I’ve seen, sex seems to be a natural for Rally and the Police Girl.”

Now Rally had a panicked look on her face. “NO… ALUCARD, DON’T YOU DARE DO IT!!”

“MASTER, PLEASE!!!” Seras added, a similar look on her face. The look on the faces of Walter and Sir Integra betrayed a different look – one of resignation and annoyance respectively.

“What are you talking about, Alucard?” May implored, her body language betraying curiosity.

Rally now was looking threateningly at the red-clad vampire. “ALUCARD, IF YOU DO THIS, I SWEAR I’LL MAKE YOU REGRET THIS IN THE FUTURE!!!” she threatened, her fangs flashing as she’s pointing an accusing finger at Alucard.

“As if you would be able to carry through that threat, fledgling,” Alucard smirked, grinning like a Cheshire cat. “Mrs. Takazawa, if you wish, I would like to relate to you a rather… juicy story about how I happened on a certain… intimate encounter between Rally and her master.”

“Oh… god,” Rally groaned, bending down in her seat and clutching her head as Alucard began his tale.

FLASHBACK, TWO MONTHS AGO…

It was 2 AM, and Alucard found himself sitting alone on his throne, fighting the one enemy that he, in his nearly five hundred year existence, couldn’t easily defeat… boredom. Normally, at this time, he would find his usual means of relieving his boredom… namely, annoying Sir Integra. But as luck would have it, she had gone out-of-town, getting more information on the Bath incident some time before. It wouldn’t suit him much to terrorize Pip either; he was long asleep by then. “Well, there’s no use in sitting here,” he mumbled irritably to himself, rising. “I might as well seek out Walter and see what he’s doing. At least I know he hasn’t gone to bed yet.” Getting his hat and glasses, he strolled over to the walls of his private space, where he phased through it.

But as soon as he entered the corridor, the nosferatu’s sensitive ears caught what appeared to be giggling, the voices he recognized as Seras and Rally. Curious, Alucard walked down the corridor, and stopped in front of the door to Seras’ quarters, where he knew that Rally also shared. As he did, the giggling gradually ceased and was replaced with what sounded like a very sensual moaning – Rally’s moaning. Deciding to find out what would be causing this newest vampire to behave so, but not wishing to be seen easily, Alucard phased through the door and concealed himself in the shadows of the room.

The canopy/lid of the coffin/bed was up, and lying on it was Rally, naked and uncovered and apparently writhing in obvious ecstasy, her face contorted as if in agony. Also, situated near Rally’s crotch, was Seras, also nude. The Draculina’s tongue was actively flicking the hardened knob near Rally’s womanhood, while at the same time, her left fingers were thrusting in and out of her fledgling’s nether regions. At the same time, her right hand was massaging Rally’s left breast, occasionally pinching the hardened nipple, causing Rally’s thrashing to increase.

“Umm… oh yes… Master, there…” Rally moaned, her unnecessary breathing growing more and more labored, causing Seras to increase her actions. “I’m… getting close. Oh yes… yes… YESSSS!!!” Suddenly, Rally’s back arched up, her mouth open in a silent scream that lasted ten seconds. As arousing as this was, Alucard could only think of how happy Rally was, being pleasured by his former fledgling.

After Rally had settled down, Seras emerged from her crotch, her nude body covering her and passionately kissing her fledgling/lover, which lasted a minute. After parting, Seras looked into Rally’s eyes, smiling. “Happy?” she purred.

“Oh yeah, Master… even more than yesterday,” Rally replied. Turning Seras on her back, the dusky-skinned vampire continued with, “I don’t know what I would’ve done if you hadn’t been there. I mean… after scaring that poor girl back in Bath, I was almost at my wit’s end. I might have committed suicide if you didn’t bring me back.”

“Well… I felt I had to,” Seras answered, caressing Rally’s cheek. “Besides, you couldn’t do it by walking into the sun anyway… you’ve been drinking your blood, so now the sun isn’t your enemy anymore.”

“But I don’t like standing in it… and I used to like a sunny day. Besides… being with you is so much better.” Rally then rolled over and once again kissed Seras, fondling her master’s ample breast.

Alucard paused for a few seconds before thinking to himself, ‘Well, I guess I shouldn’t intrude upon them too much. I’ll see what Walter is doing right now.’ He then turned around to phase through the wall… and noisily bumped into a nearby table. “Damn!” he hissed, already realizing he given himself away.

Seras and Rally froze upon hearing both the bump and the curse. “Did… did you just hear that?” Rally squeaked. Seras nodded nervously, then the two of them slowly turned their heads. Even though it was pitch black, their vision was sharp enough to see a very embarrassed Alucard standing across the room.

“Uh… excuse me,” Alucard managed to say, “I… seemed to have taken a wrong turn.”

It was at that point that Walter was making his final rounds before turning in for the night. He was always a light sleeper – a habit he picked up from his years as Hellsing’s top vampire slayer. But then again, all that experience never prepared him for what was next – namely the high-pitched sounds of girls screaming in unison, followed by Alucard making a dignified, if somewhat hurried, exit from the corridor. “Alucard,” the old butler began, “what on Earth is…”

“Excuse me, Old Friend,” the No-Life King said, “but I believe I’ll have to avoid encountering Seras and Rally for the next few nights!” He then disappeared into nothingness.

“Alucard, just what did you do THIS TIME?” Walter demanded.

The answer wasn’t long in coming. Both Rally and Seras were racing out of their quarters, both of their naked bodies hastily covered in blankets and sheets – and appearing to be armed. “MASTER, JUST COME BACK HERE!!!” the blonde vampire yelled.

“YEAH, YOU PEEPING TOM,” Rally snarled as well, “COME ON BACK HERE SO THAT WE CAN… EEEEEPPPP!!!” Both girls ducked around the corner when they saw Walter, who had a shocked and perplexed look on his face. “Oh… Walter, it’s you. Uh… I wonder, did you… happen to see Alucard passing you.”

“Uh… yes Walter,” Seras managed to say, equally as embarrassed as Rally. “You see, me and Rally were… uh… you know… and… Master…”

“Nevermind, Miss Victoria,” Walter interrupted, holding up his hand. “To be precise, I do not think I wish to know the exact details.” He then turned around, muttering under his breath, “Alucard… you have a little explaining to do when you return.”

PRESENT TIME…

“I’ll kill him,” Rally muttered under her breath, still bent over and clutching her head, “that’s what I’ll do, I’ll kill him! I don’t know how or what I’ll do it with but I’ll rip his fucking head off for this!”

As for everyone else, the reactions were mixed. Seras looked as if she wanted to find some corner and hide. Sir Integra tried to look dignified, but for her credit, she didn’t know if she was going to yell at Alucard for telling that embarrassing tale about Rally and Seras’ love life or break out laughing from hearing it.

Ken was blushing, not knowing what to do, while his wife was on the floor laughing her head off. “OH MAN,” May gasped between fits of laughter, “ALL THIS TIME… I’VE BEEN TELLING RALLY TO LOOSEN UP… I CAN’T STAND IT!!!!” And once again started laughing.

“Thanks a lot, May,” Rally grumbled. She then looked at the other individuals in the room. Walter was blushing slightly, his memories of the incident flooding back. Pip, however, was grinning madly. Rally dreaded what that one-eyed French pervert was going to say next.

“Oh my,” said pervert began, “and to think I slept through ze whole thing.” Pip then glanced over to Alucard and added, “Pity you didn’t tape zere little dalliance. Could be good entertainment, non?”

“Oh you would, you pervert,” Rally snarled, her eyes glowing as she shot Pip a poisonous look.

“Ulp! Excuse em moi…” Pip began gradually walk away from the room, “but… I have to make sure ze Geese are ready for tomorrow. Au Revoure.” He then made a mad scramble out of the room, turning a corner – and caused a loud metallic banging. “UH… WALTER… A LITTLE HELP HERE!!!”

“It looks like Pip ran into that suit of armor again,” Walter sighed. “This shouldn’t take a moment, so if you’ll excuse me.” He then walked out of the room. “Now Mr. Bernadotte, let’s make sure we get that straightened out.”

May, in the meantime, had managed to stop laughing and helped herself back to her seat. “I’m sorry about laughing like that, Rally. It’s just that… all the time I’ve known you, sex was the least thing on your mind, it was either guns or cars.” She then yawned, adding, “I’m feeling a little tired right now.”

“You are welcome to stay here if you like,” Sir Integra offered. “It is not often I have guests here.”
“Thank you, Sir Integra,” Ken said. “But me and May already have a hotel room in town. If you can, could you have Walter take us there.”

Sir Integra nodded. “Very well. As soon as Walter is finished with his task with Pip, I will have him make the arrangements.”

It was a few minutes later that Walter brought the Rolls-Royce to the front of the mansion. Ken had already boarded, but May was standing outside, talking to Rally. “Are you going to come back tomorrow night?” Rally asked her friend.

May giggled and replied, “You bet! Me and Kenny hadn’t made this trip just for the hell of it.”

“I know… I’m just worried about tonight. Are you sure you won’t lose too much sleep with Kenny tonight?” Rally smirked.

“Oh we’ve got plenty of time for that,” said May, then yawned again, “but not tonight, I’m just too tired for it right now.”

“Okay, I’ll let you and Kenny get back to the hotel,” Rally said, hugging May. “See you tomorrow night.”

May was slightly startled. It was the second time Rally had hugged her this night… but this time she noticed something about her friend. ‘Her body… it’s so cold!’ Recovering, she returned the hug and said, “You too.” May then boarded the Rolls, which Walter proceeded to drive off.

Rally spent several seconds watching the car depart, then turned back to the mansion. ‘She flinched when I hugged her,’ she thought to herself. ‘I guess she doesn’t truly understand what it means to be me yet.’ As soon as she entered, she noticed Seras standing in the hallway near the stairs to the sub-basement levels. “I’m going to have to get that report ready for tomorrow night, Master,” Rally began. “Sir Integra’s going to need it to present to the Queen.”

“Rally… what about Kenny?” the blonde vampire asked. “When he collapsed back in that alley, you said you’ll tell me about it.”

Rally stopped. “Oh, I did.” Smiling, she leaned against the stair rail and began. “Kenny’s got multiple sclorosis. That’s what caused his collapse.”

“I… didn’t realize that,” Seras gasped, shocked.

“Look… as long as Kenny’s still healthy, I’m alright,” Rally continued. “But one of these days his coordination will deteriorate to the point that he can’t handle explosives. I guess that was why he and May set-up the demo company… just to say close when that day comes.”

“Well, from the looks of it, I say those two will do just fine,” Seras added. Giving Rally a peck on the cheek, she added, “Come, I’ll help you out on that report.”

“Thanks… and Master… I’ve got a little favor to ask?”

“Yes?”

Rally looked Seras squarely in the eye and said, “Do you think that… just for tonight… you can bring my coffin out of storage and put it in our room?”

“Why on earth for?”

“May deserves to know the truth about me,” was all Rally said.

TO BE CONTINUED…

AUTHOR’S NOTE – For those who know me better, this is possibly the first lemon I have ever written. The first version of the story, which was posted on another site, is a little more tame concerning the sex scene between Rally and Seras. I hope I did it right.

Until part 2… LATER!


9/11/01
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