Hellsing Fan Fiction ❯ The Silly Adventures of Seras and Pip ❯ Chapter Three ( Chapter 3 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

The downpour hammering him, Pip splashed his way to the command vehicle. All loaded up, just waiting for him. It started raining hours ago when Seras left to scout and hadn't stopped since.

God personally hated him. That really was the only explanation for the way things were going. He slipped and nearly went down, just managing to catch himself. The rain drops were falling hard enough to hurt. He staggered the last few meters and slammed into the back of the armored transport.

“First platoon! Move out!” he yelled over the rain.

Engines screamed to life and treads grumbled forward. The rest of the teams would move out on their own. All he and the command staff would do was follow behind. Skidding across the mud he stumbled into the driver's seat.

He was not alone.

“Jesus!” Pip blurted out as he jerked back. Alucard swiveled his head to face him.

“No, you have mistaken me for someone else” he relied laconically. Pip tried to settle into his seat, but kept his eyes on Alucard. He took out his gun and began disassembling it. “The walls are old in Hellsing Manor. They listen to the words flitted into the air. They hear and store for those who care to listen to them.” Pip decided he'd rather be out in the rain. “Little words said through the airwaves even.” Alucard finished taking the weapon apart and gently blew out the dust. “Words that mean things beneath the surface.”

With that he started putting the gun back together. “I know what has transpired even if my Master does not. Either you are incompetent or you intend to betray us. I will abide neither. But because my servant has extracted her,” Alucard face suddenly shot out coming inches from Pip's face, “pound of liver.” Alucard lazily pulled back, grinning broadly at his twist of the phrase. “I won't intercede this time. But if it happens again.” He finished assembling the pieces and the slide slammed back with an ominous click. “I will. Good hunting Captain.” He vanished without any further ceremony.

It took Pip nearly a minute to slow his heart and clear the white haze from his eyes.

Pip was the last to pull into the quarantined area. The target wwas holed up in an abandoned house in the middle of thin forest. All teams in position. Everything looked like it was going to be easy.

That panicked him worst than anything.

“Sit-rep!” he called out to his lieutenant.

“All set. It's in the house, no movement.”

“What channel is Seras on?” Pip asked yanking out his radio.

“3B!” chimed Seras over the line.

Pip eyed the device warily before changed the dial.

“Seras where are you?”

“Here!” she chirped.

“Where here?”

“Here!” she said in the same cheerful manner.

“Seras I really need to know your location.”

“Here!”

God, why do you hate me so?

“Will you at least tell me what colors you have on?”

“I'm wearing camouflage,” she replied as if sharing the world's most important secret, “It's a stealth mission.”

“Seras I need to know where you are so you don't get shot” Pip said through his teeth.

“I tried that, didn't work out.”

I don't need this. I don't need this. He swept his arm across his brow to clear the sweat.

“Mike doesn't have an RPG anymore. He doesn't even have a knife.”

“No.” With that the line went dead.

Perfect, just perfect.

“Captain, everyones ready.”

“Order them in. Alpha team gets point.”

He watched as the teams crept up to the house. No movement other than that on scanners. Seras was able to hear him, so the vampire probably already had. Slowly inching forward, pace by pace.

It shot out suddenly. Gunfire pattered about it. A vaulting leap took it over the heads of team three.

“Team One mount up. Two Four target is east moving fast!” Dammit dammit it's too fast. Pip watched with a sinking stomach as the vampire vanished farther and far-

Without warning it exploded. The concussion wave was a physical impact on his chest. “Jesus-“ pieces rained down. Was it a land-mine? Team three drove through there it couldn't- “Christ.”

“Target silenced” Seras cheerfully announced.

Something moved in the forest, for a moment Pip thought it was a tank. As Seras got closer he could see that it 'just' a cannon twice her size. She was smiling. She's happy she might be forgiving. Pip decided to press his non-existent luck.

“Would it be a good time to discuss our meals?”

“No.”

“Damn.”