Hellsing Fan Fiction ❯ Seras 2066 ❯ A Case of Indigestion ( Chapter 8 )

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Anime/Manga: Hellsing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Supernatural / Occult / Horror / Adventure / Action | Type: Fanfiction Sequel | Uploaded On: 02.21.2011 | Pages: 3 | Words: 4.8K | Visits: 329 | Status: Work In Progress

In the study of the new Hellsing mansion, Richard and his brother, Jonathan, were having discussion

As requested, here is a brief description of the people in this chapter who were not written up in the last chapter:

Richard Hellsing the third: Descendant of Richard Hellsing who was killed by Integra Hellsing. During this era, the Hellsing Organization fell into disrepute and is now a security group that assists convoys through the badlands. He is a wiry man with blond hair and green eyes.

Alice Hellsing: Daughter of Richard and Gwenllian Hellsing. She is you typical eight-year-old blond hair girl who wields a pistol at times. It was her blood that woke Seras from her sleep. Every so often, Alice hears strange voices in her mind.

Jonathan Hellsing: Younger brother of Richard Hellsing and head the Docklands branch of the Hellsing Security Agency. He recently arrived at Richard's main office with twenty cyborgs to act as Richard's reinforcements. He doesn't approve of Richard's marriage to a commoner like Gwenllian.

In the study of the new Hellsing mansion, Richard and his brother, Jonathan, were having a discussion. Richard was not pleased.

"Damn it to Hell, John. You've got to get me more ammunition and some more cyborg parts. I'm having problems keeping my guards armed and in some cases, functioning. Your base is almost on top of the docks."

Jonathan shook his head. "Most of the incoming shipments were taken by the Westminster government. They tried to confiscate what I did get. It seems that the London guard doesn't think much of our security agency. They don't like the competition."

Richard ranted, "Those stupid political-"

The crying of his daughter, Alice, interrupted him as she ran into the room. She latched onto his waist and buried her head in his shirt.

Richard asked, "Alice? What's the matter? Bad dream?"

Alice said between sobs, "Mommy got wires hanging out her arms again. And…And… Christine shot me with a gun!"

Jonathan looked concerned. Richard whispered, "Bad dream. She's only halfway awake."

Richard said soothingly as he stroked her hair, "Alice, it's just a bad dream. Mommy is all right and you know Christine would never shoot you… Christine is protecting your mother… although she snuck out with your mommy when she wasn't supposed to leave. Besides, Tim, Laura and a bunch of soldiers are with your mother, too."

Alice sniffed. "But daddy, Mommy doesn't like Tim and Laura. And they don't like mommy, too. And Tim is on the floor hurt. And the soldiers are hurt, too. And the Police Girl monster ate the other monsters. And they are still fighting. Daddy, my head hurts."

Jonathan asked, "Police Girl?"

Richard replied, "It's a name Alice calls that creature she ran into: that Seras monster I told you about."

Alice looked up with wide eyes. "Daddy call Mommy!"

"Ok, dearest."

Richard pulled out his cell and tapped out a phone number on it. He held the phone to his ear. Richard waited and after fifteen seconds, he started to frown.

Alice looked worried. "Is mommy o.k?"

Richard suddenly brightened. He said into the phone, "Gwen. Richard here. Our little princess is worrying about her mother…. Yes… Yes… Oohhh… I agree. I'll send some more men."

Alice asked, "Can I talk to mommy?"

Richard said into the phone, "Alice wants to talk with you… Yes? … Oh… I see. Love you dear… bye."

Richard closed the phone while Alice said, "But I wanted to talk, too."

Richard smiled, "Alice, dear. Your mother is busy right now and Laura got her mad, again. Your mother is saying all those naughty words that daddy doesn't want his little princess to hear. When your mother comes back, you can tell her she's been naughty again, but don't tell mommy I told you. Ok?"

A smile lit up Alice's face. "Ok, daddy."

"Now go back to bed. You can see mommy in the morning."

"Ok, daddy. Hugs?"

Richard hugged his daughter. Alice turned and skipped out of the room.

Jonathan said, "Then Gwen has everything under control?"

Richard shook his head 'no'. "Gwenllian never answered the phone. Brother, I want you to watch over the house while I take a few men to see what has happened to my wife."

Christine in her huge half-wolf/half-woman form limped down the stairs with one of Seras' pistols held in her hand.

On the floor with a disabled leg, Gwen shouted from behind her, "Christine! Be Careful! Try to get Laura back."

Christine growled in wolf words that Gwen couldn't understand, "Yes, boss lady… Tim!"

A prone bloody Tim looked up from the floor with effort, "Hi Christine. I'm fine. You look like hell."

"TIM!" Christine stumbled down the stairs. "That damn vampire did this to you?"

"No, Christine. The damn vampire killed the damn ones that did this to me. The damn vampire saved my damn life. And the damn vampire has some mighty fine firepower."

"Tim! You are bleeding and filled with holes AND the vampire's weapons are more important than your wounds?"

"Yeah… So what?"

Gwen's voice called down to them, "Hey team. My cell phone has been jammed. Christine, change back to human form so I can understand you."

Laura came up out of the basement carrying a wounded human guard. She announced, "The Vamp got away. Anyone got any food?"

Then a low female moan echoed throughout the house.

Gwen whispered, "That can't be good."

Seras stumbled through solid wall and into her hidden sanctuary. Her head was spinning and her face grimaced in pain. She fell to the floor before reaching a chair.

Seras dove into her own mind.

In the darkness of her mind, the werewolves battled. The two males were mauling each other in one corner of Seras' mind while in another corner the two females were busy ripping each other apart.

But in the center of the darkness was Larry: Larry and something else. It was a dark area near him that wasn't of Seras' darkness. It was a ten-foot long cocoon of darkness that floated behind him.

Larry yelled with overpowering force, "YOU!"

Seras squeaked, "Me?"

Larry charged and tore into Seras. Seras' panic turned to determination as she struck back. Seras fought with the techniques she learned from her police training; those for subdual and restraint. Larry's techniques were different: They were for maiming and killing.

Seras jerked her head to one side to avoid Larry's fingers as they jabbed at her eyes. As she grabbed his wrist, he slammed his knee into her abdomen. Seras bent over in pain. If she was human, she would have released her grip on Larry's wrist, but Seras was no longer human.

As Seras bent over, she twisted the wrist to put an arm bar on him. Larry turned to resist and there was a popping sound as his shoulder was dislocated. Seras froze in surprise as if to say 'I'm sorry', then Larry head butted her.

Alucard's voice whispered in her ear, "Having fun, Seras?"

Seras was distracted for a second, and Larry took advantage of it. He rammed his fingers like a spear into her chest and gripped her heart.

Seras whispered, "Master" as Larry pulled out her beating heart. He laughed and Seras slowly sank to her knees. He crushed her heart between his fingers.

Alucard's laughter echoed throughout the darkness of Seras' mind. Larry stopped to look for the source as he backed away from Seras.

Seras' grief filled voice whispered, "Master. I'm dying."

Alucard's laughter became louder. "Police Girl, your heart is in your real body's chest and you are in your head. I find this dying act of yours most amusing. Even in your own mind, you still pretend to be human."

Seras stared at her at her bloodied clothes and then at the remains of her 'heart' in Larry's hand. She stood back up and the heart turned into black goo.

Larry threw the goo away and it disappeared into the darkness of Seras' mind. He scowled. "Nice trick, chick. Laughing boy, you're next after I kill this girl."

Larry's shoulder cracked as it relocated itself.

Alucard's voice chuckled. "Do you think, maggot, that you stand a chance against my former fledging or myself? You do, PUNK?"

"Bastard", Larry said as he turned and leapt at Seras. Their battle began again with him striking at Seras' face and while Seras dodged the blow, she struck Larry's chest. She was starting to fight with less restraint and with more damaging blows. Suddenly he was behind her with her arm all twisted up in an arm bar. As he applied pressure to snap the arm, Seras smashed his face with a backwards strike of her elbow. Even with his nose all smeared across his face, Larry still broke her arm.

But this didn't slow either of them as Seras bit down on his arm and Larry started to pummel the side of her neck. Seras' broken arm didn't stop her from using it; it just bent at strange angles sometimes. Both of them were hurting each other, but Seras noticed that she was unfairly being hurt at a faster rate than her opponent was.

As she threw Larry to the black inkiness of a floor and tried to stomp on him, Seras whispered, "Master, can you give me a little help here?"

Larry swung his legs around and swept Seras' feet out from under her. Seras hit the ground hard.

Alucard whispered back, "And ruin your lesson? Seras, you should be careful of whom you consume."

Larry plunged his hand into Seras' chest again, which she ignored as she twisted his head with both her hands. There was a satisfying snap.

Alucard's voice became loud, "Besides, why am I whispering? Seras: That punk is stronger than you, faster than you and is more skilled than you."

Larry, with his head hanging to one side, twisted his hand around inside of her. Seras hissed in pain. She whispered angrily, "What is your point, Master?"

"Seras, that worm doesn't even know what he is. You, Seras, know now more of a vampire's existence than he can ever know. A freak can't even get a glimpse of what you can see."

Larry's nose and Seras' arm started to heal as she pounded on the arm that was torturing her.

Larry snapped, "Stop talking and don't interfere in my fight, clown."

Seras said in frustration, "Tell me why that is important, Master."

As Larry's battered arm bent in backwards direction, he bit down on her throat.

Alucard said at a calm pace, "Police Girl, you have four spirits, your dogs, to draw power from. Those dogs you can see, but he's blind to them until you make him into one of your pets. He has the power of sixty-three spirits to draw on."

Seras's fist came down on Larry's jaw. As she pounded on the jaw and he chewed on her throat, she cried out in panic, "What sixty-what spirits?"

"Seras, you barely saw them in their prison. He is blind to them and he doesn't know that they are there. Pitiful Freaks."

With a mouth full of Seras' throat, Larry growled at the news. Seras rolled both Larry and herself at the cocoon of darkness. Not liking what he heard of Alucard and Seras' conversation, Larry put out his hand to stop the roll.

The cocoon was three feet beyond Seras' reach. She struggled to roll, scoot or just crawl toward it, but Larry held her back.

"Still having fun, Police Girl", asked Alucard.

Seras responded, "The freak won't let me reach it."

In a smug way, Alucard lectured, "There are several ways you can reach it by: You could will it to you… No, you can't do that, yet. You could enslave you four battling pets… No, you won't do that, yet. Or you could just stop this pretense of being human. Police Girl, I still don't understand neither you nor why you think your body is within your mind. Everything within your mind is within your reach."

Seras muttered, "It's easy for him to say."

Seras reached out with her right hand as her left hand continued to try to peel off her attacker's face. He still was latched onto her throat and his hand still shred her internal organs.

Seras was still about three feet short of reaching the floating cocoon. Being so close to it, she could see on the cocoon's surface the faint images of dozens of eyes looking at her. Some eyes were staring angrily, some with fear and more with an apathetic glaze. The ones that caught Seras' attention were the ones that were crying.

With renewed energy, Seras furiously tore into Larry with both hands. She forgot all about reaching the cocoon, but not the eyes. The eyes both haunted her and filled her with anger.

Seras shoved her right hand through Larry's throat and windpipe and grabbed his spinal cord. In shock, Larry released his bite on her neck. Seras followed up with her left hand jabbing deep into his shoulder.

Larry quickly recovered from the shock, and started to retaliate. They both clawed, and pounded each other. It was no longer a losing battle for Seras. It was an evenly matched brawl.

Suddenly with just pure strength and rage, Seras threw Larry off of her. As he hit the ground, his right heel tore into the dark cocoon. He grabbed his head and groaned. Three balls of light spilled out of the tear. The orbs reformed into grieving man, an apathetic woman and small two-year-old boy. The boy was screaming in terror.

As Larry slowly got to his feet, he muttered, "What the hell just happened?" He still couldn't see the cocoon or the three new occupants of Seras' mind, but they could see him.

Seras growled, "You fed on children? On babies?"

Larry chuckled back. "They taste better when they are younger."

Seras leapt at Larry, but he used her momentum to flip her to the ground and into the cocoon. Larry fell to the ground in agony as more spirits poured from the shrinking cocoon.

Larry cried out, "What is happening to me?"

Seras replied in a voice with no sympathy, "You are getting weaker, freak… And I'm getting stronger."

With both hands, Seras ripped the cocoon in two. It dissolved into a cloud of spirits. Larry screamed. It slowly became a whimper.

The sounds of battling werewolves were no longer heard. The mistress of the world of Seras' mind had taken control.

Alice woke up with a scream of "Mommy! Daddy! Monsters!"

She ran from her bedroom in a panic. As she ran down the hall, she slowed down.

Alice said out aloud to no one around, "Who are you? You're scaring me!"

Her worried look became a frown as she walked. "Oh. My name is Alice. My daddy hunts monsters like you."

A puzzled look came over Alice's face. "You're not a monster? You're a little girl? Where is you're mother and father?"

A tear came down Alice's face. "I'm very very sorry to hear that. Ohh? Mmm? Well, my parents are alive."

Alice is now speaking quietly to herself as she came to the door of her father's office.

From the doorway, she could hear her uncle Jonathan's voice saying, "Mack, take ten of my men and kill that brother of mine. And make sure that wife of his is put down, too."

A man's voice asked, "After you take over the Hellsing's organization, then what's next, boss?"

"Next, will be Westminster. I will crown myself king when my friends and I take control of the last bits of British civilization."

Alice fled the doorway.