Hellsing Fan Fiction ❯ Seras 2066 ❯ GET SERAS! becomes GET HELLSING! ( Chapter 7 )

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By: islandhopper700
I (islandhopper700) DID NOT write this fanfic, and I'm not claiming any praise for it. This was written by a 57 year old guy named Mike, better known as green onion. The second he says so I'll stop posting. I just think it's a great story that deserves to be shared.

Anime/Manga: Hellsing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Supernatural / Occult / Horror / Adventure / Action | Type: Fanfiction Sequel | Uploaded On: 02.21.2011 | Pages: 6 | Words: 9.0K | Visits: 265 | Status: Work In Progress

Tim, in werewolf form, was checking out the basement
Sorry about the delay on the release of this chapter. I had a fair case of writer's block… and built a new computer… Release of World of Warcraft.
As requested, here is a brief description of the people in this chapter:
For Hellsing:
Gwenllian, or Gwen Hellsing: She is a blond cyborg of average height and build. She commonly wears military fatigues. Her right eye was colored blue and the left one is metallic silver in color with no iris or pupil to be seen. Her left leg and both arms have been replaced with skin colored plastics, metal and electronics. She is the wife of Richard Hellsing the third and the mother of Alice. She is a former Hellsing foot soldier. Note: Gwen does not like werewolves, but she tolerates Christine.
Tim: A brown haired werewolf who works closely with Laura. Does not like working with humans since they get hurt too easily.
Laura: A brown haired werewolf who talks back too much. She thinks humans are inferior and she probably wouldn't work with Hellsing if it weren't for Tim.
Christine: A red-haired female werewolf who acts the friendliest to her human allies. She is the least aggressive in normal conversation and is the werewolf most trusted by the Hellsings.
For Seras group:
Seras: She is currently having some problems as her vampiric nature has started to assert itself.
Vince: A black haired werewolf who became Seras' first meal. He was a member of the Tribe of Five Roses which is in direct conflict with the Hellsing organization.
Millie: A chipped werewolf who became Seras' second meal. The group she was with captured humans to transfer them to the south of the Thames River. This group carried fake 'Tribe of Five Roses' items to incriminate that tribe.
Current Enemies:
Larry: The leader of the raiding party and a second level chipped vampire. He has dark hair with a slight beard and moustache. His smile shows perfect white teeth. His master (mistress?) is Lady Lesley.
Nora and Paul: They are Larry's second level chipped werewolf servants. They are a bloodthirsty pair.
Susan: Larry's first level vampire servant. She has four non-named first level werewolf servants.
Tim, in werewolf form, was checking out the basement for the eighth time. The humans had checked the mansion during the day. They found no electricity or any hidden explosive traps. The humans had their uses. One of them was nervously guarding Tim's back. What a ridiculous thought: A human protecting a werewolf.
He continued checking and rechecking the halls and rooms of the basement. No vampire could be found, but the faint scent of the creature was in the air. It was driving him crazy with frustration. The human guard was wise in not coming too close.
The sound of an explosion echoed through the halls.
Tim growled, "The Vampire."
He pulled his silvered dagger and ran down the hallways leaving the much slower human guard behind. As he charged up the stairway towards the first floor, the sounds of gunfire came from above.
Onto the lobby's floor he charged and was surprised by the sight of unknown invaders. Smoke was in the air and the bodies of four Hellsing human guards lay on the floor.
Next to a hallway that leads further into the mansion were three individuals. One was a large wolf and another a werewolf. Between them a brown haired female tossed a grenade into the hall. There was an explosion followed by a yip of pain. That yip could have only come from Laura.
With a roar of rage, Tim charged at the three. He didn't see yet another werewolf diving off of the balcony with a knife. He didn't know until he felt a sharp pain in his side and was slammed to the ground. A fourth werewolf, unnoticed, latched its jaws on to his arm.
In the hidden room under the old Hellsing mansion, Seras woke from her slumber sitting in an old oak chair. She was in her old Hellsing uniform with its way too short skirt (What was Sir Integra thinking? Or was it Walter?) with her trench coat lying on another chair. On a low table before her were three pistols. They were damaged from bullets that hit Seras earlier.
Seras said softly, "At this rate, I'm going to run out of guns before I run out of bullets."
She picked up her coat. It was heavy with the seven guns strapped inside the lining of the coat. She easily slipped the coat on.
From a gun rack on the wall, Seras pulled down a pump shotgun. With shotgun shells she picked out an ammo box, she started to load the gun.
The walls shook slightly from a distant explosion.
Alucard's voice whispered in her mind, "Hurry, Police Girl, or you will miss the fun."
"Master", she complained. "People are dying."
"So?"
Holding the shotgun in her right hand, she pulled a pistol from under her coat with the left hand. She turned and marched toward a blank wall. Darkness engulfed her as she walked through the wall.
"Police Girl. It would have been amusing if you had bounced off the wall."
Seras replied with her thoughts, "I would have ended up on my bottom if you had spoke as I was going through."
"Next time, I will."
Another distant explosion sounded ahead of her and she broke into a run. She came out of the hallway and into the now lit room that had the upward stairs. Two portable lamps sat on the table lighting up the room. She entered the stairway and further up the stairs, a man was firing a rifle at a huge wolf charging down the stairs at him.
Seras saw that the man wore clothes with the new Hellsing uniform colors and the wolf didn't have the Hellsing camouflage.
Seras' pistol fired once with a tremendous bang. The bullet ripped through a few wisps of the man's hair and it struck dead center in the wolf's chest. The wolf was brought to a stop, dead. The body slumped onto the stairs and started to shrink to its human form.
As the man turned to look at his unexpected savior, Seras quickly ran up the stairs passing him. She said quickly, "Stay here soldier. Don't get shot."
The man's eyes widened as he spotted Seras' hair. This was the creature the Hellsings were hunting for.
Millie's voice whispered, "Be careful, girl. If he was a chipped wolf, then his death will be noticed by his bloodsucking owner."
Seras was almost to the top of the stairs when a grenade was thrown near the head of the stairs and curved unnaturally in its flight into the stairway. Seras dropped the pistol, caught the offending grenade and threw it back out.
The grenade blew up too close and Seras grimaced as the shrapnel bit her. None of it was silver. There was a groan from the human behind her. Seras sighed and scooped up the pistol. Without looking back, she said "Sorry" as she ran the final steps to the first floor's lobby.
In the lobby were six beings. Near Seras were three werewolves in combat. A bloodied weakly breathing body of a werewolf (Tim) in something that looked like a Hellsing uniform was on the floor. Neither of the other two wore anything that looked like the Hellsing uniform.
Next to the hallway leading out of the lobby, was a female vampire, Susan, and a pair of her werewolves. It looked like they were firing at someone down that hallway.
Seras said out aloud, "Excuse me, but welcome to Hellsing."
Seras opened up with her weapons by firing the shotgun at the three by the hallway and the pistol at one of the closer non-Hellsing ones. That one, with a hole between the eyes, died as his body spun from a slug's impact.
The other three received a blast of blessed silver birdshot. The two werewolves snarled while Susan screamed in pain as the holy pellets burned her.
Seras thought, "At least I know who the chipped undead is." She dropped the shotgun as the closest non-wounded wolf charged her. A shot rang out from one of the trio, which put a hole in Seras' leg.
As Seras started to fall, she had a choice of who to shoot: The charging werewolf or the female vampire who was pulling out another grenade. Her pistol barked once. The bullet slammed into the grenade and detonated it.
The three near the doorway became an angry, and hurt, bloody mess.
Then the closest creature was upon her and she was knocked to the floor. A swing of one of its claw not only knocked Seras' pistol flying, but also ripped gashes into her arm.
Alucard's voice said impatiently, "Hurry with these weaklings. You have yet to fight the strong ones."
"MASTER", complained Seras with frustration.
The creature struck straight down at Seras' head. He was rewarded with some of Seras' blood, but not as much as he desired since Seras rolled her head to one side. The creature swung his other hand; Seras caught it.
Seras smiled insanely as she plowed her fist into his abdomen. The creature paused briefly and then howled in rage. Seras hissed, "Yes."
A badly wounded Tim rolled to his side to look at the battle. His last wolf man attacker and the vampire Seras grappled on the ground; they were clawing, biting and kicking in the sweat, fur, and blood.
The two werewolves, from the doorway, limped towards the battle as Susan inched her way along the floor toward the outside's doors.
Seras' pistol had landed not far from Tim. He slowly reached for it.
His massive fingers almost reached it when it started to slowly scoot in the direction of the enemy non-Seras vampire Susan. With the last of his legs' strength, he lunged for it. His oversized fingers closed around its handle and the gun fought to fly out of his hand.
He took aim and fired. A hole appeared in the enemy vampire's chest. She shrieked and dissolved.
The kick from the gun caught Tim by surprise. He weakly said with awe, "I've got to keep this one."
The two limping ones turned and hurried toward Tim. Two more shots ranged out from Tim's pistol. One werewolf fell in a heap and the second one, also struck, spun. He was badly wounded, but not dead. That werewolf got to stare down the barrel of Tim's gun.
Tim growled without much force, "You guys aren't very lucky at all."
Tim pulled the trigger and the gun rewarded him with a click, not a bang.
Tim remarked, "Maybe you're not that unlucky."
The wounded werewolf dove upon the hurt Tim. Tim growled, "Crap" as they started their battle.
Near them, there was a cracking sound, followed by a werewolf's scream of pain. Seras had used her police combat training to get behind her opponent and broke his arm.
Seras rolled away and snatched up her shotgun. She pumped the gun's action and fired.
Tim grappled and ripped into his enemy and got the same in response. Tim was trying to remove the other's teeth from his shoulder by clawing the other's face.
Suddenly, there was a shotgun blast followed by a dog-like death whine. Tim and his opponent continued trying to kill each other until there was the ratcheting sound of a shotgun's action.
They both stilled in their fight and slowly turned their eyes to look. They looked up into the barrel of Seras' shotgun.
Seras' dark glasses were long gone. Her mad red eyes and insane grin focused on the two.
Tim growled, "Crap again."
His opponent whimpered.
Seras was riding a frenzied berserker's high. Her shotgun leveled at the two frozen forms on the floor.
As Seras slowly started to squeeze the gun's trigger, her eyes came to focus on Tim's blood drenched Hellsing patch.
A shocked look covered her face as she redirected the gun's barrel upwards.
She asked Tim, "You're Hellsing, aren't you?"
Unable to make human like sounds, Tim growled back, "Stupid Vampire! She bloody hell thinks that I can answer her in this state."
The enemy werewolf rolled off of Tim and stumbled away.
Seras took aim at the fleeing one and said, "I'm not that stupid. Now please answer me. Are you Hellsing?"
In shock, Tim replied, "Yes."
"I thought so", said Seras. She fired the gun and the fleeing werewolf fell.
From within Seras' mind, Millie warned, "Careful, girl. That dead werewolf was probably on the network. If he had any more friends, then they'll be here damn soon."
Seras said under her breath, "Got it." Then she cycled another shell into the gun's firing chamber.
Seras said to Tim, "Mr. Werewolf, I think you should leave before I lose control again."
Tim just nodded.
"And check the stairwell going down. One of your friends is hurt there."
Suddenly a burst of five silver bullets tore into Seras.
Millie's voice said, "I told you, but do you listen to me? No!"
In some pain, Seras aimed the shotgun at the doorway that was once guarded by the dead trio.
In that doorway was a Hellsing man in uniform and a female werewolf. The man held a massive oddly shaped rifle with cables connecting it to the man's backpack. The female, Laura, carried a normal pistol that looked tiny in her large hands. It was the man who had fired the shots into Seras.
The Hellsing agents and Seras stared briefly at each other while Tim lay next to Seras' feet.
Vince yelled mentally, "Shoot, Seras! Shoot those damn Hellsing dogs!"
Faint sounds of running padded feet came from the walkway above. Laura hesitated and glanced upwards. Seras also looked briefly upwards as the human guard fired another burst of five shots at her.
Seras dodged to her left as she looked upwards. Only two of the high-speed bullets struck her. They still hurt.
Two werewolves, Nora and Paul leaped over the second story railing: The male at Seras and the female at the two Hellsing agents.
Vince shouted within Seras' mind, "Kill the Hellsing creeps", while Millie tried to out shout him, "No! Shoot the one above you!"
Out of these two choices, Seras took the third one and fired at Nora.
As the silver pellets burned Nora, Laura fired a single shot into her shoulder. Then Nora was battling the two. The human lasted five seconds before he was smashed into the ground, dead.
Paul landed upon Seras before she could cycle another shell into the firing chamber. He started to rip into her as she dropped the gun.
Millie screamed, "You shot the wrong one!"
Vince accused, "She would have shot the right one if you hadn't confused her, bitch!"
Millie shot back, "You stupid bastard! You-"
Alucard's laughter silenced the two.
As Paul tore into Seras' side, she rolled the werewolf off her and came out on top of him. Her right hand held the bottom of Paul's jaw while her left searched within the folds of her coat for another handgun.
Alucard's voice echoed, "Problems, Seras?"
Seras shouted back, "Master! This one's tougher than Vince!"
Paul grabbed Seras' right arm, pulled her hand away and then bit down on Seras' right arm. Seras' arm up to the elbow was within the werewolf's maw.
Seras in shock screamed, "MASTER!"
Alucard replied, "Forget that you were a human, Police Girl and become the Seras that I have chosen; the one you chose to be, Seras Victoria."
Seras looked shocked as Paul continued biting threatened to sever her arm into two.
Then across Seras' face came a greedy blood lustful smile. Her right hand, deep within Paul mouth, grabbed the base of his tongue and twisted it hard.
Paul howled a muffled cry of pain. He frantically clawed at Seras, removing chunks of undead flesh.
Seras said quietly as she removed her left hand from under her coat empty, "I don't need a gun. Not for you, I don't."
Seras caught Paul's flailing left arm in her teeth and growled slightly. Paul's blood started to flow into her mouth as Paul in a panic slammed his right fist into Seras' neck with the satisfying sounds of breaking bones. But it didn't stop the feeding vampire. It only made her neck bend at a weird grotesque angle.
Laura was in a fight for her life. Nora was hurt with a bullet in her shoulder and nasty silver pellets still burning within her; But Laura was hurt earlier by several shots and one grenade that blew up almost in her face.
Nora and Laura wrestled with Nora's silver dagger while they both bit and snapped at each other.
As Laura had a mouth full of Nora's shoulder she felt her own arm being savaged. Then the silver dagger cut across her ribs.
Laura groaned with pain and suddenly the dagger plunged into her left leg. As waves of blackness briefly washed over Laura's consciousness, a second stab into the same leg caused Laura to release her bite on Nora.
A very bloody Nora rolled away, turned and surveyed her half dead opponent. Nora advanced to deliver the final killing stroke when Paul's whimpers reached her battle mad mind.
Quickly Nora turned and charged toward the crying. Before her was their target, Seras, who was gleefully tearing her partner apart. A mixture of Paul's bright fresh red blood and Seras' dark stale blood covered the two.
Nora jumped onto the two and stabbed the dagger into Seras' back.
Seras released one of Tim's arms and reached out with her left hand at a ridiculous angle behind her back and grabbed Nora's knife hand wrist.
Millie said in a panic, "There are two of them. It's two against one. She can't handle the both of them."
Alucard voices chuckled, "Seras' main opponent has yet to arrive, dog-girl. What do you think you can do?"
Vince demanded, "Do something Vampire! You're her master. Do something!"
"I can't do a thing, doggie. But the fight can become two against one with her two feeble dogs. Do you want to be let off your leashes, Seras' pets?"
Seras was no longer in control of the fight. Even though she still twisted on Paul tongue, Nora bit down on that arm and tried to chew off the offending arm. Claws from both werewolves ripped at both Seras' body and head, but Seras continued to feed upon Paul's life force. He was getting weaker.
Nora finally pulled her dagger hand loose of Seras grip and plunged it into the vampire again. She was sure she could save Paul's life by ending Seras' undead life. That was until she caught a glimpse of a pair of eyes, embedded in the shoulder of Seras' jacket, looking at her.
Paul's life was slowly being drained away. He had his one free hand trying to rip the vampire's head off but the leech wouldn't let go. Seras' hand continued to torture Paul by twisting his tongue. Then suddenly the hand in his mouth was covered with teeth and those teeth bit down hard.
Up in the mansion's second story hallway, the head enemy vampire, Larry, hauled his captive towards the main lobby area and toward the area of battle.
Gwenllian Hellsing was the one he towed. A deep gash on her forehead leaked blood into her eyes. One of her legs was laid open revealing wire and rubber tubing. Gwen's left arm hung at her side useless. She muttered, "I got to get an upgrade."
Larry snapped, "Shut up! You will do what I say, Mrs. Hellsing."
"Stuff it, bloodsucker."
He dragged his captive onto the second floor walkway of the lobby. Below them were several bodies scattered across the lobby's main floor; some of them barely stirred but most did not. Near the base of the stairs was the tangle of the last struggling combatants.
The scene of four heads with three bodies didn't make sense. In the struggle, Paul finally let out his death sigh. Static filled the network as his connection went dead. There was only Nora and the vampire left, along with a strange dark wolf's head on Seras' shoulder.
Larry commanded, "Hellsing, call your creature off!"
"You think that she is my creature? Listen, genius, I'm here to kill her. That thing is NOT one of mine."
There was a whimper from Nora as she passed away.
Seras turned and looked up the stairs. Larry gasped and Gwen shuddered. Seras grinned and started to walk up the stairs.
Larry pulled out a taser and commanded, "Stop. Obey me. I can bring you back online to the network. Just do what I say."
Seras continued to advance upon the two.
Larry said softly, "What a waste" and fired the taser. Two darts flew out from the gun with wires trailing behind them. The darts struck and stuck into Seras shortly followed by the electricity that flowed through them: 250,000 volts.
Seras slumped.
Larry remarked, "Well, that blew out all that girl's chips. With no vampire chips the electricity fried the rest of her, that girl's not going anywhere. Now it's your turn, Mrs. Hellsing."
Gwen watched in horror at Larry's fangs.
Larry chuckled. "No, Mrs. Hellsing. I can only make ghouls with my bite. You, my dear, will have the experience of what it's really like to become a vampire."
Underneath the skin of Larry's neck, there was movement; it was like a worm crawling through his flesh. A spot on Larry's throat bulged and then split open.
Little blood had come from the wound, but thin wires did sprout out. The wire lengthened and latched onto his left ear and shirt collar.
Gwen watched in shocked fascination as the wire strained and pulled the chip they were connected to out of Larry's flesh.
Larry snickered. "Soon, Mrs. Hellsing, you'll be out hunting the humans you once sought to help."
The chip on its spider-like legs crawled over from Larry to Gwenllian's shoulder.
Gwen weakly joked, "My vaccinations have better work."
It was not a good day for Christine of Hellsing. In werewolf form, she slowly walked up the second story hallway toward the sounds of voices. Her werewolf-inflicted wounds were slowly healing as she limped along.
Mrs. Hellsing's voice was ahead of her.
The wires pieced Gwen's skin. She gritted her teeth in pain.
Larry said smoothly, "Say goodbye to your old life and hello to your new life as my servant."
The wire dug further into Gwen's shoulder and the chip started to lower toward her skin. She groaned as the pain started to overwhelm her.
Suddenly there was the crack of a pistol and the chip shattered.
"Who Dares To Interfere", demanded Larry as he looked up.
Seras stood there with another pistol in hand. The crazed look had left her eyes and was replaced with a look of determination.
Seras demanded, "Release Sir Hellsing."
As Larry used Gwen as a shield, he said, "Sir Hellsing? This is Mrs. Hellsing I hold here, you stupid tart. Are you blind? And why didn't you just shoot me in the head?"
Seras remarked tensely, "I might need to talk to you about removing the wires from her. And I'm not no tart! Now release her."
Gwen looked at the gun pointed at Larry and her and softly asked, "Why? Why is a vampire doing this? My husband hunts your kind."
Larry snapped, "Shut up! Drop your gun or I will kill Hellsing's wife here before your eyes. I can kill her in an instant."
Seras looked uncertain.
Larry's eyes flared bright red. He commanded, "Drop the gun."
Seras felt waves of mind controlling energy wash across her. Seras thought, "I remember this feeling before. That vampire priest, from long ago, did this to me before."
"Drop the gun!"
With eyes half open, Seras glanced at Larry and saw the movement of Hellsing's camouflage colors far behind him.
With a flick of her hand, Seras tossed her pistol. It went sliding across the floor and continued pass Larry feet. It ended up at the feet of Christine who was unseen by Larry.
Larry remarked, "Without your chips, you're pretty easy to control. It's amazing that you still have your un-life. Now come."
With a wave of his free hand, Seras went slack and was pulled into the open arm of Larry.
Larry remarked, "You're lucky I still have one vampire chip and one werewolf implant chip left within me. It will be amusing to put the werewolf one into little Miss Hellsing. Her cyborg parts and the werewolf infection will fight it out in her body: a truly agonizing death."
Seras' eyes shot open and she said, "You're one twisted sick twit."
She reached around behind Larry's back and gripped the elbow of the arm holding Gwen. Seras tried to pull the arm away.
As they struggled, Larry accused, "You were faking it. How can you resist me?"
"I am not a freak. I never had any of those freak chips."
A shot rang out. A blessed silver bullet tore through Larry and Seras, missing Gwen Hellsing. Christine shakily held the smoking gun that Seras discarded earlier.
Released, Gwen sank to the ground. Both Larry and Seras dodged away in different directions.
Larry snapped, "You're dead, Hellsing mutt", while Seras muttered, "You don't shoot the person who passed you the gun."
Larry had a large gaping hole in his side. He shouted, "Damn, I just got this suit!"
The hole blown through Seras burned her. She said softly, "Doesn't that guy feel anything?"
Seras reached into her jacket and pulled out yet another pistol. Finally the trench coat was getting lighter.
Larry, noticing that two of his opponents were armed, decided that leaving was suddenly a good idea. He lunged over the rail and to the lobby floor below.
Christine, who was trying to decide which vampire to shoot, now only had one target: Seras.
Seras dodged new shots from Christine as she followed Larry over the rail. Larry landed upon the floor. The path to the outside door had no cover from gunfire. The stairs going down into the basement did.
Laura was near Tim when Larry landed next to them. She fired her gun as Larry dove into the stairwell. It missed Larry, but not Seras who just landed behind Larry. The silver bullet caused her pain but not as much blessed ones.
She gave Laura an 'I can't believe you shot me' look. That look actually caused Laura to hesitate.
Seras turned and dived after Larry and Laura fired off another shot. It missed. Tim weakly called out, "Laura, don't shoot that one."
Larry ran down the stairs. There were two bodies there. One was barely breathing; the other wasn't. From the breathing one, Larry snatched up a rifle and continued down to the room below.
As Seras charged down the stairs, a bullet tore into her leg. Due to her dodging, another two missed. Larry was using the edge of the doorway for cover. Seras tumbled down the rest of the stairs.
Seras landed in the basement room on her back. Larry shot several times into Seras before Seras finally shot back. Dark blood leaked out onto Seras' coat, but Larry's left arm was shattered.
Larry said shocked, "What are you?"
"Someone you got mad", replied Seras as the grin slowly started to return to her face.
Seras fired again and Larry swerved out of the bullet's path.
One handed, Larry swung the rifle up, but another shot from Seras' gun blew apart his remaining arm.
As Larry turned to run, another bullet took out a leg. Larry pleaded, "Don't. Hey, if you come with me, I can introduce you to someone who can make you more powerful."
The crazed look had fully returned to Seras' face. She leaped upon the downed male and bit deeply into his jugular.
Laura slowly crept down the stairs. The vampire, who she assumed was Seras, was on top of the male feeding. In an instant, the male turned to dust.
Seras' head jerked upwards. The vampire screamed in agony. Laura readied her gun as Seras took off running into the dead-end hallway.
Slowly Laura followed where Seras had gone, only to find the hallway empty.