21Seras of the End
Disclaimer: Seraph of the End and Hellsing belong to Takaya Kagami and Kouta Hirano respectively.
Previously: After checking in on the students at Fairbrook Academy, Seras and Integra start coordinating with their allies and an old rival to find a plan of action for helping England through these uncertain times. They decide on a daring infiltration mission in which Seras will pose as a Long Eared Vampire in order to gain control of England's vampire community.
Author's Notes: I've added a few lines in the last chapter to Integra's remote discussion with Lieutenant General Walsh about the status of a young claimant to the crown. That's because I did some research and found one member of Queen Elizabeth II's family that was born in 2003. It will become a (sub) plot point latter on.
Alucard was able to both take on another form when he was basically out of extra souls during his fight with Walter as well as give his form to Luke Valentine, so actually having another soul is not a requirement for taking on their form, and familiars can be shifted into other forms as well.
The image I have in mind for Elizabeth Hellsing, is essentially Teresa of the Faint Smile from Claymore, with the features of an OnS Vampire.
Hellsing's Location: The Manga never actually states where Hellsing Manor is other than it is on the outskirts of London. However given the size of Millennium's attack and the number of victims, I would guess that it was mainly centered on Central/Inner London. All of London together has a population of about eight million.
Integra drives up Regent Street to try and reach Hellsing Manor. Because the road goes north up to Regent's Park, I would guess that Hellsing is either in Regent's Park or further north. At furthest I would probably put Hellsing somewhere around Highgate in the Borough Camden, or at least somewhere in Hampstead Heath. The geography seems to at least partially match.
Warning you now that is going to be a Sera/Integra yuri scene in this chapter. I've written it best as I could, and I feel that it is both important to the plot and characterization. This isn't a romantic thing. It'll make sense when you get to it. So please give it a shot if you are old enough for that sort of thing.
Notice: I am looking for a Beta that knows a lot about England, and London in particular.
'Italics denote thoughts or telepathic communication.'
Chapter 4: Acceptance
Borough of Camden: Highgate: Hellsing Manor: Cemetery
Having gathered all the dead, and decontaminated the mansion, Seras finally had a chance to cleanse herself of all the death she'd come in contact with on the worst christmas of her life, or unlife.
Night had fallen and now she stood along Integra, Pip, Robert, and Liam before the remains of her comrades.
Integra had changed into a black dress, and wore a matching black hat and veil.
Seras had shifted her own clothing into a into a similar outfit, though with red highlights.
Pip and the other men, who'd finally shed their hazmat suits, had simply tied black sashes around their right arms, not having any attire of their own at the manor.
Seras had laid the soldiers in a side in a row besides Hellsing Cemetery. She had again created a firebreak around the assembled dead. Though this time she had used the flammable sacred oils that Hellsing kept on hand for such tasks.
Integra's own corpse had been set on a pile of wood that Seras had gathered from the nearby trees. It was as good a funeral pyre as Seras could manage at the moment.
However they would begin giving the soldiers their funeral rites first.
"Though you swore to risk your lives for Queen and Country, that isn't how you died." Integra began.
"You died as victims of a supernatural catastrophe, the very sort of event that Hellsing was founded to prevent. This was a failure of our mission. But there is no blame on your account, my soldiers. You can face God without regrets."
"I know that the origin of this event was likely outside of Hellsing's jurisdiction. But that shouldn't have stopped us. I cannot help but feel that I am responsible for your deaths. So I promise you, I will…" Integra paused, before looking to Seras.
"I mean we will find whoever caused this and make them answer for it." Integra finished meeting Seras' eyes.
Seras nodded her assent at the vow, agreeing to help fulfill the Hellsing's promise.
The Lieutenant General seconded this "I agree Sir Integra, we need to find the ones who caused this. But getting England back on its feet will have to come first."
Integra nodded before continuing, "Yes, be patent, we will find reckoning for you and all the others who died today. But the need of the living come first. So for now, I will allow God to care for you. Wait for justice in Heaven."
Liam Gummar stepped forwards to Integra's side, holding out a taper that had she had lit, prior to her Eulogy to the soldiers of Hellsing.
Taking it from him with a nod, Integra lit a pool of oil that Seras had trailed from the assembled dead.
The flame spread, engulfing the fallen soldiers, the oil giving off a sweet, fragrant smell that contrasted with the acrid smell of the burning dead.
The five individuals observed a moment of silence, respectful, yet also aware that they would need to repeat this procedure many more times across all of England, presuming the Vampires didn't do it first.
Then Integra turned to face her own mortal remains once again.
This was it: Integra's final farewell to her human existence.
The full weight of what had happened finally hit Integra and she felt something within herself die. But then a hand made of shadows landed on Integra's right shoulder, and feelings of affection swept through out Integra's entire body and soul.
Integra turned, meeting Seras warm red gaze with her remaining eye.
"This body I now inhabit is not one of human flesh, but an extension of your own Seras." Integra remarked, feeling her shoulder slightly fuse with Seras' dark essence through the contact, making her keenly aware that her own form was comprised of the same matter.
"Is that a bad thing?" Seras asked, smiling warmly at Integra.
"… No, it's not bad… just different," Integra assured.
She pondered that although her life as a human had ended, if she was to exist as a the familiar of a 'demon', it was best that it was this particular Vampire. Alucard had certainly never cared for his souls, only treating them as a resource to be used and discarded. Seras didn't want to lose Pip Bernadotte or Integra, nor did she want to suppress their minds despite the risks of allowing her other souls such liberties entailed.
At least Seras had the sense to impose her humanity on Ansel, when she'd drained him. She'd had some reservations about effectively brainwashing a soul, but Seras hadn't wanted to pollute herself with the apathy that the Long Ears were known for. Though Seras preferences for taking in the willingly offered souls of decent people would slow the growth of her power, it would her ensure that Seras didn't lose her human decency.
That was for the best, Integra thought. It wouldn't do for her new master to become an even greater bane to humanity than the Long Ears were, as so many Nosferatu were.
But before she could entrust Hellsing's mission and England's future to Seras, the Vampiress had to learn what it meant to be a leader. Seras had to stop differing to Integra and take her rightful place as the No-Life Queen of her inner world first, if she was to have any hope of becoming the ruler of a nation. Integra knew she would have to broach this topic with Seras in private later this night.
Integra tightened her grip on the lit taper and faced the funeral pyre, her funeral pyre.
"Seras, please stand by my side through this," Integra asked of her former subordinate.
"Yes Sir Integra," Seras replied, joining the Hellsing before moral shell that the Knight had left behind.
Integra steeled herself and began, "This is not a funeral, I am simply disposing of deceased meat. I have chosen to not rest in peace for the sake of duty. I am no longer a human, but a familiar, servant of a Vampire."
Integra sighed before continuing, "Perhaps I have forfeited any right I had to a place in Heaven by doing this. Or perhaps God, seeing the good works and intentions of Seras Victoria, Vampire of the Holy Order of Protestant Knights, will not turn us away from the gates of Paradise when we finally meet our ends."
"Either way, it is time for me to accept the loss of my human existence, and say farewell to my life as a human. You and I have been together for Thirty Five years, my mortal coil, I will miss you," Integra concluded as she lowered the taper's flickering flame onto the kindling of the pyre.
Seras leaned into Integra's side, holding the familiar gently. Integra returned the gesture, grateful for the contact, and the comforting emotions that filled her with the contact with her new Master.
The five stood for several moments watching the flames dance over Integra's mortal form, a sense of finality registering as her remains burned.
Integra gathered herself before turning to face the Lieutenant General.
"We should probably continue this in my office, Robert, the smell of burning flesh will be distracting otherwise," Integra observed, now all business after the formalities were over.
The Senior Council Member sighed before agreeing, "Yes Sir Integra, that would probably be wise."
Hellsing Manor - Integra's Office
"With Sir Irons gone, I believe that makes you the new Chairman of the Council of Twelve, or at least what's left of it, and given the collapse of the government, you are currently the highest ranked authority in England," Integra stated.
The general sighed at the reminder of his old friend's passing, "Yes, I suppose that's true Sir Integra. However I will value whatever input you have to give right now. This is your wheelhouse, not mine."
Integra took out a cigar, cut the tip, and lit it. She took and long drag off the cig, and blew out a long stream of smoke.
"Robert, as you know, I have become Seras' familiar. I'm dead. The point is that I have given Seras everything I had. She is for all intents and purposes, my heir."
Integra took another drag before continuing, "So… I'm asking… will you accept her admittance onto the Round Table Council on my recommendation?"
Seras stepped forward to stand by Integra's side, facing the Lieutenant General. Her gaze meeting his.
Robert brought out a cigarette of his own and lit it, before taking small puffs from it. Most likely to calm his own nerves. The man stared at Seras Victoria considering the Vampiress.
The man shorted smoke from his nose before answering, "To think a Hellsing of all people would recommend that a Vampire take their spot on the Council. I would say that she was controlling you to make you say that… If I didn't know Seras' character after thirteen years of service."
"The Queen actually knighted you, Seras, as Dame Commander Seras Victoria, of the Royal Victorian Order, both as a pun, and because she genuinely believed you deserved it. I agreed with her decision then and still do."
Seras looked optimistic at that, asking, "Do you mean…?"
Robert smiled slightly and replied, "Yes, Dame Victoria, I'll allow you to have have Sir Integra's seat on the Council, provided you continue taking Sir Integra's advice."
The general turned back to face Integra, "Speaking of which, this plan you were working on before, are you ready to reveal it to us now?"
Integra looked at Seras by her side contemplatively, before asking, "Seras your shapeshifting skills. Can you mold yourself into Elizabeth's form?"
Seras straightened at the request, brow furrowed in concentration. She began to think out loud as she tried to experiment with her form, "Let's see, Can I take on Ansel's form without having him within me at the moment?"
Seras closed her eyes, and went still for several moments, only her shadow tendril continued to wave about from her left shoulder. The tendril began to wrap around Seras, engulfing her form in darkness. The darkened figure grew taller and broader, reaching a height of 5'11, before the shadows drew back revealing a tall, silver haired man wearing a black cloak. His ears long and pointed, his eyes red and slit, and eye teeth sharp.
'Ansel' grinned, and fist pumped, "Success! I can take on the form of a familiar, even if they aren't within me anymore."
'Ansel' continued, "Okay, now I need to know if I can combine the features of this form with Integra's and my own."
Once more shadows engulfed Seras, and the four others could see the Vampiress' form change once again. The figure became slimmer, yet also more curved and feminin, before the shadows withdrew.
What stood before them was a tall woman in a red victorian dress. She had wavy blond hair, that hung loosely over her back and shoulders. Her face, a comprise of Integra's angular features and Seras' more cherubic ones, was stunningly beautiful. And she had the slit pupils and pointed ears of Sika Madu's ilk.
"Mon Dieu! This was your Great-Aunt, Sir Integra?!" Pip asked, stunned at the amazonian beauty Seras had transformed into.
"I'm glad you like it Pip," Seras replied, winking at her French Familiar, before turning to Integra. "More importantly, Sir Integra, what do you think? Will this do?" Seras asked, posing for the Hellsing by holding up her hair, winking.
Integra looking a bit flustered at the flirtatious gesture, responded, "Excellent likeness Seras, but please act more reserved. You're supposed to be a Hellsing now, act like one."
Robert Walsh looked at the exchange in surprise before asking, "Seras is supposed to be a Hellsing? What's all this about?"
Seras turned to face the general and offered a polite curtsy to him, answering, "Allow me to introduce myself Good Sir, I am Elizabeth Hellsing, daughter of Dr Van Helsing, and Childe of Vlad Tepes, Dracula. I was turned during their conflict on a whim by the infamous vampire as an experiment."
"After Dracula was defeated by my father. I was given an ultimatum. Live in harmony with humans, or be destroyed. That was the origin of the Hellsing organization's policy of allowing benign supernatural being live in peace. My family made up a cover story about my death in a riding accident, and I maintained a cordial relationship with my mortal family even since."
"However, with the death of my grand niece, Sir Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing, I have decided to claim my family's assets as my inheritance."
"Will that be an issue, Lieutenant General?" 'Elizabeth Hellsing' asked.
The general looked surprised at the proposal, before turning to Integra, "Do you really approve of allowing a vampire to inherit your family name, Sir Integra, even if it is one as trustworthy as Seras Victoria?"
Integra took another puff from her cigar, and blowing out a smoke ring before answering, "Yes, Robert, I already considered Seras to be family before my death. She is the closest to kin that I have left in this world. What's more she is uniquely qualified to use our remaining resources to help England."
"Very well then, Sir Integra, if that is your wish," Walsh said, before turning to Seras.
"As the currently highest ranked government official available, I, by the power vested in me by the Church and Crown, recognize Dame Commander Seras Victoria, as the lawful heir of the Hellsing Estate and its properties. I also grant you the title of Dame Commander Seras Victoria Elizabeth Hellsing. Though I cannot register the paperwork for either right now as secrecy will be key to your ruse, I imagine."
"That's true, Lieutenant General," the newly adoptive Hellsing agreed before elaborating on the plan, "The Long Ears believe Vlad Tepes was one of their kind, a Second Progenitor that never joined the Council and remained separate from the rest of Vampire Society."
"As the Childe of a Second Progenitor, the highest ranking I would normally be able to have is that of Seventh Progenitor. However, as a 'daughter' of the human who defeated that very Second Progenitor, the normal rules don't apply, and therefore I am actually a Sixth Progenitor, the same rank as the current Vampire King of England."
"Isn't that risky, Dame Victoria? Their leadership will want to assess your ability if you make such a claim. Though I assume it is your intention to stand out. Otherwise, there would be no point in you entering their hierarchy," the Council Head observed.
"That is a risk I must to take on. I must be able to challenge Emil Marcello's rule legitimately in the Council's eyes for them to allow me to take over as Vampire Queen of England," Seras said gravely in her guise as 'Elizabeth Hellsing'. The tone she was using truly made her seem a genuine Hellsing, and certainly a relative of Sir Integra.
"A very bold move. I assume that you have a general idea of how to do that?" Walsh asked.
'Elizabeth' nodded, "Yes, we will recruit soldiers for a human resistance militia force from the surviving English people, then we will bide our time, training them and gathering supplies. Once the Tenth Crusade gathers momentum on the Mainland, we will make coordinated strikes on the territories of Vampires who mistreat their human subjects."
"I, as Seras, along with Jackie, will act as our side's heavy hitters. Meanwhile, as Elizabeth, I will treat the people in my territory humanely and give them positions in the administration of my domain alongside the Vampires under my command, in exchange for loyalty as well as blood." 'Elizabeth' concluded.
The General gave a wry grin at that, "I suppose you could use all of that to unseat the current administration. Though I have a suggestion to add Dame Victoria. To push the idea that you want the people's loyalty: you, as 'Elizabeth', should negotiate to be coronated as the legitimate Queen of England by the remnants of the English Church and Government."
Seras and Integra, along with the other men in the room stiffened at that. "You want What General?!" 'Elizabeth' shouted, Seras' left arm reverting to shadowy tendrils to lash about in agitation.
The Lieutenant General frowned at that, "Seras, you need better control over your form if you want to pull off this ruse," he chastised.
'Elizabeth Hellsing' looked at her shadow arm in surprise before reforming it into a seemingly human limb once again, before focusing on the general again.
"Isn't that a bit far, Lieutenant General? Even if the Queen's line were gone, England has an established line of succession for this kind of situation, doesn't it?" the Vampiress asked.
The General shook his head at that, "Although England does have a reserve line of succession in the event of Queen Elizabeth's line all dying off at once, any surviving heirs to the throne will likely be a child unsuited to lead England in these times."
"Besides the vampires wouldn't let them rule England anyways. At best the child would be groomed to be turned later in life while the current Vampire Monarch acts as regent. At worst, the Vampires would simply kill any heirs that stepped forward."
Integra sighed in resignation at that before agreeing, "He's right Seras. At this point in time, the best thing the legitimate royal heir can do is endorse your own coronation as monarch. Once humanity is no longer dependant on these creatures, you can abdicate the throne."
Seras slumped, letting herself revert to her true form, yet maintaining her left arm's human form as she did so.
"Okay, that makes sense. Here's hoping that at least Lady Louise Windsor is still alive… and that we can keep her that way. I'd really rather not have to track down whoever is alive in the reserve line," the police girl groaned.
"Amen to that Seras," Walsh agreed before continuing, "Speaking of people who remain living, the Archbishops of both Canterbury and York are dead, but the Bishop of London is alive to perform the coronation."
Seras blinked owlishly at the news before inquiring, "Why did you check on those churches?"
"It was in the book," Liam offered, holding up the red book that the pair had consulted earlier for emergency procedures.
"That book must have been very exhaustively prepared for a complete government collapse. Though I suppose a government issued book of emergency procedures would have to be," Sera concluded, before continuing, "Anyway you guys should go get some rest. It's late, and I forced myself to stay awake through today because it's Christmas."
The two human men sighed as they were reminded of their exhaustion from the day's events. The General agreed, "Yes, I suppose it has been a long day. We'll head for the guests' quarters. What are you going to do for the rest of the night Seras?"
Seras slumped, replying, "Actually you might want to sleep in one of the lorries. We're relocating to the Academy for now. As for me, I'm going to take a nap, drive you to the school, then head out to do some reconnaissance, and see what happens from there. Goodnight gentlemen."
"Very well then. Goodnight Seras, Integra, Mr. Bernadotte," The General bid them, and Liam echoed the man as he yawned, following him out of the office.
Seras flexed her back and shoulders before mentally addressing her familiars, 'Integra, return to me. Pip continue patrolling the mansion. I'll also have four ravens roost on the roof and watch for any visitors.'
Seras opened the office's window and released the aforementioned ravens to fly outside, before closing the window and turning to Integra, holding out her human, for the moment, left hand.
The Knight took Seras' hand and became shadow, flowing into her master's body.
Integra felt an odd sensation, as though, Seras awareness was washing over Integra's mind with great intensity, far more so than before.
Seras straightened before addressing Mr Bernadotte, 'Pip, no matter how much you want to join us for what's about to happen, please continue guarding the Manor, you can take part at a later time.'
Integra felt uncertain, wondering what Seras had meant by that.
'Alright Ma Chere, I'll keep the watch,' came the French Familiar's reply.
'Seras, what's this about?' Integra asked, trying to gauge the Vampiress' intentions.
Seras smiled responding, 'We're going to have a private 'chat' Sir Integra,' a certain sense of meaning had seemed to charge the 'chat' in that sentence, as Seras de-corporealized into shadow and passed under the the office door.
Hellsing Manor Cellar: Seras' Room
A shadow slipped under the door onto the room's green carpeting and bulged upward, a figure emerging from the darkness, before withdrawing to reveal Seras Victoria, allowing her left arm to trail about as a tendril of blackness, not bothering to maintain the false form of a human limb.
Seras had upgraded from the simple coffin that Walter had procured for her thirteen years prior 1999. Since that time Seras had acquired numerous other sleeping options.
One was an armored trunk that Seras would sleep in using a fetal position. That one she used when she needed to travel by air or boat without using a container that would scream out 'A Vampire Sleeps Here'.
Another was a specially designed sleeping bag that had the soil of her birthplace hermetically sealed into its cushions. It had been affectionately dubbed, 'the body bag', and it was what Seras brought with her when she needed to travel light. Thought she still required earmuffs when sleeping in it.
The true reason vampires used cofins as their resting places rather than just packing normal bed packed with soil was that they required something akin to a sensory deprivation chamber in order to sleep.
Even so, Seras had wanted her primary resting place to be an actual bed, rather than a box. So she had petitioned Integra for a custom bed during the reconstruction of the Manor. Given that Seras was now Hellsing's only Vampire, she'd managed to get her wish.
In the center of the room, from the wall facing the door was a four poster bed with black silk sheets, though this bed was otherwise distinctly industrial. The frame was made of grade 5 titanium alloy. The base, rather than be exposed as would be normal was instead encased in an armored shell. Likewise the solid canopy of the bed was also armored on the exterior, though was well padded for comfort on the inside.
A remote control was wired into the bed, and it lay on the mattress. The bed's base also bore a switch on its exterior. The canopy could be hydraulically raised or lower on to the base, while the mattress would lower, converting the bed into a queen sized casket.
Seras had also acquired a collection of furniture, photographs, and various nicknacks through the years. Above her desk to the right was a display case that contained an assortment of metals and awards. At the center was the cross shaped Royal Victorian Order medal that the late Queen had bestowed upon the vampiress.
Yet Seras paid no attention to her possessions, instead focusing inward.
Seras directed her thoughts at Integra, 'So you need me to establish my dominance over you, huh?'
Integra 'blinked' within Seras, before realizing that Seras earlier probing of her mind must have revealed Integra's concerns to the Draculina.
'Uhhh…' Integra started, uncertain of how to respond to Seras' complete knowledge of her thoughts and intentions.
Seras sighed before continuing, 'You had this whole big plan to pretend that you were going to try and take over my body, claiming that I don't have what it takes to rule England, in the hopes that I would lay down the law and start asserting myself as the truly dominant soul of this body. Isn't that right, Sir Integra?'
Integra 'cringed' at that, suddenly realizing that trying to act as a stealth mentor to her own No-Life-Queen may not have been the best of ideas.
Integra felt her soul freeze in place, as Seras seemed to seize Integra's very will. 'I suppose you have a point. I need to accept my place as your master. And you, Integra... need to accept your place as my servant.'
Integra felt frissons of fear and excitement at Seras' proclamation.
Warning: Plot Relevant Lime Starts Here
Seras stalked forward, towards her bed, and released Integra upon it. The undead Knight bounced on the mattress and looked up at Seras in surprise as the Vampiress climbed on top of Integra, straddling her.
"Seras, what are you…" Integra trailed off as Seras seized her will again. Seras held a finger up to her lips, "Shhhh, Sir Integra… you wanted this to happen. Though perhaps not in this manner."
"However, we can both agree that this has been a lousy Christmas. I've lost a lot of friends today. I've learned that most of humanity has died. That Long Eared vampires have emerged to keep the remaining humans alive as livestock and that we can't just go and kill them because we need them. And now I have to infiltrate their ranks and take advantage of a Holy War to gain enough political advantage to become the Vampire Queen of England."
Seras slumped over Integra, letting her forehead touch the Hellsing's before continuing, "So I've got a lot of stress that needs relieving right now, and I'm pretty sure that you do too. We've both got a large burden to bear."
Seras cupped Integra's cheek with her right hand, while her left tendril, formed into an arm shape, pressed into the mattress beside Integra.
"Integra, you promised that I could do whatever I wished with you, and I need you now," Seras finished in a husky tone, before allowing Integra to move once more.
Integra panting, taking in unneeded breaths, starred up into Seras eyes.
Suddenly it dawned on Integra that in spite of however much humanity Seras had retained, she still had all the instincts, urges, and appetites of a Vampire. Simply because she had the discipline to control them, and direct them at those who were either deserving of her wrath, or consenting to her passion, didn't mean that Seras could go without outlets for those primal urges.
What's more Integra knew that what Seras had said was true. She had to accept her position as Seras servant as much as Seras needed to assert her authority as Integra's master for them to both move forward with their new dynamic.
Hesitantly, Integra lifted her arms, and wrapped them behind Seras neck, signalling her acceptance of Seras' advances.
Seras' lips met Integra's an a gentle kiss, Integra's first in truth. 'So you wait until after you're already dead to have your first kiss Sir Integra? Wow, you really are a prude!' Seras gently teased in her mind.
'I seem to remember you being quite the prude yourself, Police Girl.' Integra teased in kind.
Seras slipped her hand behind Integra's head to deepen the kiss, responding, 'After receiving that pervert's memories, I got over it. In fact this isn't even the first time I've been with a woman. How do you think Alicia lost her virginity?'
Integra pulled away at that, "Seras! You broke the regs? That's what that whole interaction was about today?" Integra asked incredulously, remembering the quip that her soldier had made about it being too bad she wasn't a guy or a virgin.
Seras grinned, "Pip too. We really put her through her paces. We can bring him to our bed later, after I've broken you in some." Seras finished as she began using her left tendril to cup Integra's breast through her jacket.
Integra moaned and arched into the touch, feeling an instinctual need to yield to her master. "Y...y...you...little minx! Are you sure you aren't a Succubus instead of a Vampire?!" Integra managed to get out.
Seras continued grinning cattily at Integra, "Who knows? A Nosferatu is a human who fuses their soul with a demon to keep on living. Perhaps mine was a Succubus. I wouldn't put it past Alucard to give me one as my Daemon, that pervert."
Integra could help but laugh at that, the tension of her first sexual encounter fading, "Yes, I can imagine him doing that to you. You do, as they say, 'have a body built for sex'," Integra complimented her master and soon to be lover.
Seras leaned in to kiss Integra again, this time slipping her inhumanly long tongue into Integra's mouth. The Knight moaned at that, accepting the invasion, glad that she no longer needed to breath as Seras literally slid her tongue down Integra's throat.
Integra felt a pang of frustration that she couldn't return the gesture with her own human tongue.
'Hmm… An interesting thought Integra. Are you saying you actually want to be a vampire now? You resisted Alucard's advances for ten years. Then again you kept your virginity all this time. You must have been keeping the option on the table,' Seras communicated while continuing to ravage Integra's mouth.
'I can admit that I was tempted now, though it's a bit late for that isn't it? I'm your familiar, a rather permanent arrangement,' Integra replied, gripping Seras spiky hair to pull the other blond closer.
'That's true… but there may be a way to fake it though. Let me try something, just don't freak out,' Seras explained.
Along Seras' the length of shadowy arm tendil dozens of small crimson eyes began to open.
Integra felt Seras tighten her grip on her breast, merging with it partially and half of the eyes on the tendril began to flow towards Integra.
As the red eyes began to disappear into Integra's flesh, she felt a flow of 'something' enter preternatural her body.
Souls, Integra realized. Seras was sending a flow of small souls into her being. Integra wondered at the feeling, knowing that Seras had granted her a number of her very own Raven Familiars. The details of world around Integra seemed to sharpen, all of her senses intensifying.
She moaned as the pleasure emanating from her right breast intensified as well. Integra could feel an odd sensation in her remaining eye, teeth, and tongue.
What's more her left eye socket began to tingle, and Integra could feel her flesh shifting under her eye patch, guided by Seras' will and power. The cloth of her eye covering dissolved into shadows, and vanished.
Integra found herself blinking as her long gone left eye had now seemingly returned, and began to adjust to the dim lighting of Seras' bedroom.
'I didn't know if that would work,' Seras thoughts conveyed to Integra, the words barely registering through the sudden fog of pleasure that was pervading her consciousness and the wonder of her restored left eye.
Integra managed to muster enough sense to respond, 'What did you do just now,' while trying to push her own tongue into Seras' mouth, and was surprised to find that it stretched much farther than she'd anticipated, managing to send her tongue down Seras own throat.
Surprised, Integra pulled away, as Seras giggled, "You should see the look on your face Sir Integra."
Integra glared at Seras for a moment before trying to figure out what her Master her done to her. The Hellsing stuck out her tongue at Seras before curing it up, realising that it was now long enough that she could now see her own tongue.
Integra brought her right hand from around Seras neck to feel her teeth, having a strong suspicion that was born out as she felt the sharper than normal eyeteeth.
"Seras, did you just give me the form of a vampire?" Integra asked.
Seras grinned again before answering, "Well... you did want to stretch your tongue down my throat. ...I suppose what I really did was make you into a Sub-Vampire. A No-Life-Lieutenant if you will. You are still my familiar and a part of me, but you can have servants of your own now."
Integra paused at the explanation, nonplused, "I don't know what to say to that. I don't know whether to thank you for giving me more power or curse you for making me even less human."
Seras brought her hand back to Integra's cheek and tilted her head to meet Seras' gaze, explaining, "Integra, I did this to make you stronger and help you accept that you are no longer human."
Seras grinned again before continuing, "I also did it so you can bite back when I bite you again," Seras teased, pulling Integra to her chest with her left tendril, and wrapping her fingers in the Knight's long blond hair pulling Integra back for another kiss.
Integra felt her desire rise even more from her heightened senses, and moaned into Seras' mouth, their long tongues dueling, Seras dominating Integra still due to her greater experience.
Warning: Lemon Begins Here
'Alright Integra, that's enough foreplay, let's get to the main event now' Seras directed into Integra's mind as her shadows engulfed the pair, before receding to reveal their nude forms, having stored their clothing within Seras' inner darkness.
Integra gasped at suddenly having her bare skin in contact with Seras' own bare flesh, her breasts pressing into Seras' larger ones. One of Seras' left thigh pressed between Integra's legs, rubbing against her dampening mound.
Integra moaned as she felt Seras' will impose on her own again and guided Integra's own left thigh to meet the other woman's moist center before Seras let up, allowing Integra to begin reciprocating the grinding motions on her own.
The Hellsing started bucking her hips to meet the Vampiress'. Seras began to moan in return into Integra's mouth as they continued their long kiss, breath unneeded by the pair.
Seras broke away from Integra smiling as she huskily asked, "How's that for a start, Servant Integra?" emphasizing the word servant in place of the usual Sir.
"It was... good, Mistress Seras, assuming that was only the start," Integra replied, wondering what the more experienced woman would do next.
"We can do more later but tonight is about dominance. Me expressing my dominance and authority over you. And you accepting it Servant," Seras explained, as she slid down Integra's body, taking one of the Hellsing's nipples in her mouth suckling and teasing Integra's flesh with her fangs, not quite piercing the skin.
Integra moaned as Seras' fangs scraped across her areola, and tongue circled her nipple. Seras' right hand played with Integra's other breast, thumb brushing across the nipple.
Soon Integra was bucking her hips, hoping to get attention on her mons soon, as Seras had denied Integra the ability to reach it with her own hands, forcing her to instead clutch at the black sheets beneath them. She could only rub her thighs together in hopes of finding relief only to groan in frustration as Seras also willed her to stop that motion as well, forcing her to her legs apart.
"Why Seras!" Integra cried.
'Patience Servant, address me as Master or Mistress if you want to ask me to continue to the main course,' Seras replied in Integra's mind with commanding force as she continued to worry Integra's breasts.
Flushing even more at the indecent order Seras had given her, Integra resisted for a moment, her knightley pride and her previous live as Seras' commanding officer demanding that she not give in to this Vampire.
Yet it was a losing battle, her new instincts as Seras' familiar were demanding that she give in to her master. And Integra knew she had to give in for them to move forward. Swallowing her pride as her body spasmed with pleasure, Integra finally capitulated and shouted, "Please Master Seras! Put your tongue inside me and make me come!"
'See, that wasn't so hard Servant. This is how things are meant to be now,' Seras' voice cooed in Integra's mind as the Vampiress lifted Integra by the hips, sliding her up the mattress until her head pressed against the pillows at the head of the bed/coffin.
Seras kneeled at the foot of the mattress, holding up Integra's virgin mound to her hungry gaze, smirking as she remarked, "You know, unliving orifices do not have as unpleasant smell as living ones do. It's because undead no longer produce waste… and probably because it makes one more appealing. Luring in victims for the kill and all that."
Integra had no time to question what Seras had meant before a long tongue began lapping at her nether lips, and suddenly nothing else mattered.
'You taste good Integra, better than a human would really,' Seras commented, before tightening her grip on Integra's hips, and began to slide her long tongue into Integras entrance, coming to stop at a membranous ring of flesh that Seras knew to be the Hellsing's hymen.
The woman was a virgin, true, yet she was far too physically active to have a fully intact hymen. Still, Seras could break what was left of it if she wished.
Thinking of how jealous Alucard would be that the 'Police Girl' of all people had shed Integra's virginal blood, Seras instantly decided to rake her tongue back and forth across what remained of the barrier, enjoying the trickle of blood that was released, sucking the delicious nectar from Integra's now bloody flower.
"Master!" Integra cried at the mix of pleasure and pain, spasming and clutching the silk sheets, surprised that she had enjoyed both sensations equally.
Seras stretched her tongue to its full length with Integra's cool quim, and rubbed her nose against the Knight's fleshy bud.
Integra tried to lift her arms to press Seras head harder against her mound, but once again found Seras willing her Servant's arms to remain at her sides, only able to grip black silk.
Seras long tongue stirred up Integra's insides finding all of the Hellsings most sensitive spots as the Vampire monitored Integra's senses to determine what movement would give her the most pleasure.
Integra managed to wrap her legs around her Master's head, pulling her tongue even deeper inside. Tremors began to rack Integra's body, and the Knight flushed as a gush of fluids rewarded Seras ministrations.
The Vampiress drank of her Servant's juices for several moments, taking pride in the spasms that shook Integra's body as she came down from her orgasm.
Then without warning, Seras flipped Integra onto her stomach and pulled the Hellsing up to her knees.
"What… Seras! What are you…" Integra trailed off as Seras' fingers found her sensitive flesh, and began sliding in and out of the Knight.
Just as surprising to Integra, Seras now applied her talented tongue to her other entrance, pressing the tip into the Hellsing virgin rosebud.
Integra managed to recover enough to complete her question, "Seras! What are you doing. Isn't that...?" the older woman trailed off, remembering Seras' comments about undead bodies not producing waste.
'Servant Integra, I'm going to take all of your virginity tonight. This may have been the worst Christmas ever, but you are the greatest Christmas Present I've ever had, and I'm going to take all you have to offer me,' Seras commanding thoughts echoed through Integra's mind, as Seras slid her long tongue into Integra's entrance.
Seras lathered Integra's insides with saliva, and stretched out the rings of muscle that Seras willed into relaxing in preparation for what she would next do to her familiar.
Satisfied that Integra was sufficiently loosened for what was to come, Seras pulled away, leaving Integra quivering on the bed.
Seras flipped Integra onto her back once more, and climbed above her former Superior, holding her cunt over Integra's face.
Seras grinned down at her familiar, ordering, "KIss it for me, Servant," finally allowing Integra to reach for her own nubbin.
'Oh thank God,' Integra thought as she managed to massage her sensitized tissues, as she tentatively place her mouth against Seras slit, noting that, indeed the scent and taste were more pleasant than she would have expected. In fact it was almost alluring, as if it were meant to draw in prey for the kill, exactly as Seras had told her.
Though Seras had begun to moan under her Servant's ministrations, she pulled away, once more halting Integra's ability to pleasure herself.
"Why did you…?" Integra asked, frustrated at the lack of contact, and even the loss of Seras taste on her tongue.
Seras smiled and answered, "don't worry Servant Integra, now we have the finale."
To Integra's surprise, shadows began to writhe along Seras' nether regions and bulged outward and receded, revealing two masculine shafts one above the other, protruding from Seras' loins.
Integra's eyes widened at the sight of the two erect organs, each different, taken from the forms of Pip Bernadotte, and Ansel Corwin. She realized why Seras had prepped her bottom and left her unfulfilled.
"Suck them, Servant, get them nice and slick," Seras ordered.
Receiving a mental nudge from Seras, Integra leaned forward and began alternate to lick at each of the hardened shafts, taking each in her hands and began stroking them. Integra took the upper organ in her mouth and began to spread a coat of saliva along its turgid length.
Seras groaned and gripped Integra's long hair, beginning to slowly thrust into her Servant's mouth. Seras then pulled out of Integra's mouth and lifted the upper shaft, indicating for her lower to be given the same service.
Integra slid her lips over the head of this member as well, again noticing that the taste was better than would be expected of a human's organ.
Seras allowed the upper shaft to rest on Integra's face as she slid her lips along the lower, the tip jutting over Integra's hair, bloody precum making it sticky in places.
Feeling that both of her members were slick enough, Seras pulled her lower shaft out of Integra's mouth with a sigh.
"Alright Servant, this is what I've been waiting for. Hand over a pillow from behind you." Seras commanded Integra.
Integra complied, reaching for one of the many pillows Seras had sacked at the head of the Coffin-Bed.
Seras took it from Integra and lifted Integra's hips off the bed, sliding the pillow under her.
The Vampiress draped herself over Integra again, holding the Knight's legs up on her shoulders, now face to face. The pair both looked down towards Seras' dual manhood, as she positioned the heads at each of of Integra's openings.
Pausing, Seras looked into Integra's eyes, and asked, "Do you want me to stop here Sir Integra?" Seras said for once using Integra's proper title.
Seras smirked before continuing, "Otherwise Servant, if you truly accept me as your Master, and want me to take all of your remaining virginity with a single thrust, then ask me to claim you as your Master!" Seras finished.
Integra felt herself fully giving into her No-Life-Queen's demands for total surrender, and gave her response, "Yes Master! Claim me completely, I already belong to you Seras!"
"Yes, Servant Integra," Seras cooed as she began to press her shafts into both of Integra's entrances, each sliding in with no resistance, yet at the same time, Integra clamped down on each of the borrowed cocks as Seras pushed them into her.
"Ease up Servant. You want me to make you come first don't you," Seras chided Integra, willing her familiar to relax her entrances.
With that done, Seras managed to push all the way inside of Integra's tight passages, the familiar's flesh the same cool temperature as her own.
"It's a shame we didn't do this before your death, Integra. I would have liked to feel your heat around me at least once. Then again you probably wouldn't have given up your prized virginity for the rest of your life anyway," Seras rambled, relishing the feel of Integra's insides clenching around her borrowed members.
Integra groaned at the sensation of being so full, trembling, "Seras… Master… please move, I'm ready!" she cried out.
Seras allowed Integra's legs to drop from her shoulders to allow the older woman to wrap them about Seras' waist. Seras gripped Integra's hips firmly and pulled back, her borrowed shafts sliding out to nearly their tips, before she pulled the hips back together again with a loud slap.
Integra arched her back, crying out, "Seras… Yes! Fuck me harder! Faster!" Her hips shook and rocked to meet Seras thrusts.
Seras looked down at Integra, taking in the sight of the proud woman flushed with passion as she, the Police Girl of all people, brought her carnal ecstasy in unlife that she'd never allowed herself in life.
The fangs that Seras had granted Integra were lengthening, and the Knight's breast bounced from Seras rapid paced thrusts. If Seras had not strengthened Integra by giving her some of her own familiars, the taller woman would have already broken under the furious pounding of their hips.
Seras felt that she would soon reach her limit, and leaned forward to begin suckling on Integra's breasts, alternating between each, worrying the hardened nipples with her fangs. Integra's unneeded breaths hitched at the stimulation.
Seras could feel the pleasure mounting in her servant. Integra was near her release once again. She knew that Integra would need a bit more help in accepting her new nature as not only Seras' servant, but also as a Vampire like entity. It would be important to Seras' own plans for Integra. Integra needed to learn to drink blood for them. Seras wasn't above using her status as Integra's master to persuade the Knight to get over this hurdle more quickly. Seras planted a suggestion in Integra's mind, knowing this would make her task easier.
Integra gazed up at her Master and felt an urge to be even closer. "Seras… please kiss me," the Knight begged, surprising herself at the request. Integra knew that neither of them had any true romantic feelings for one another. Their love was familial, though being undead meant that they were more likely to express affection sexually. Yet now it seemed right to kiss Seras, as Integra felt her climax approaching.
Seras complied with Integra's 'request', forgetting about domination and submission, or masters and servants, caught up in her own passion. Their lips met in a heated kiss, tongues dueling.
Seras maneuvered Integra's tongue onto one of her fangs, while slicing her own tongue open on Integra's fangs, allowing their shared blood to fill each other's mouths.
Integra's eyes widened at the coppery taste, having never expected it to be so delicious. Moaning, Integra clamped her legs around Seras, locking their hips together as she clenched down on Seras throbbing shafts within her.
Spasms wracked the Hellsing's body, and Seras groaned at the contractions rippling over her borrowed members. Finally she could hold back no longer, and Seras released cool jets of dead seed deep inside Integra's tight passages.
The pair remained locked in their position for several moments before slumping in a heap of tangled limbs, panting unnecessarily. Seras allowed her body to fully return to it's true form, her shadows withdrawing from Integra's sodden loins, letting a stream of pink, bloody fluids leak onto the sheets.
Integra managed to recover enough of her wits to speak first, "Well Seras, now that you've rather thoroughly 'exerted' your authority over me, we should probably clean up and get ready to leave. We've left the good General waiting long enough as it is."
Seras sat up at the reminder. "Right. Okay… time for a quick lesson. You can absorb these kind of bodily fluids as well as blood. Try doing it now," Seras requested of her familiar.
Integra rose from the bed as well, holding onto Seras' shoulders for support. "That's convenient, you got some in my hair earlier pervert," Integra compliance while feeling the stickiness in her hairline with her fingers.
Integra focused on the wetness and tried to 'pull' on it with her will. To Integra's satisfaction, the secretions were indeed drawn into her skin, leaving her hair and face clean. Shifting her attention downward, Integra gazed upon the fluids leaking out of her nether regions, gave a small moan as she absorbed the wet mess into herself.
Integra felt cleaner after that but still felt a sheen of sweat covering her body. "That's better, but we still need a shower Seras," Integra insisted.
Seras smiled and responded, "No, I need a shower. I can clean you just by reabsorbing you Sir Integra."
Seras got off the bed before manifesting a red terry cloth robe, looking very much like a certain famous philanderer and adult magazine owner.
She held out her Shadowy hand to Integra, waiting for the Hellsing to rejoin her.
"Well then, Master, let's get moving then" Integra replied taking Seras proffered hand, the darkness enveloping her once more.
End Lemon
Seras stepped out of her room, only to find Pip Bernadotte standing next to the door, looking rather winded and flustered. "I see you listened in on us Pip. Hope you enjoyed the show," Seras teased as she pulled him in for kiss. The frenchman pulled her in close, groaning before pulling away, "Ma Chere, I look forward to the day you let me join the two of you."
Seras grinned, answering, "Sorry Pip, but that'll have to wait for later. By the way, weren't you supposed to be protecting the Manor?"
Pip growled at Seras over the dig, "You know perfectly well that you gave me a link to the Ravens you left outside Seras, as well as what you were doing when you let me sense everything the two of you were doing in here."
Seras laughed, "You know I'm just teasing you Mr Bernadotte. Besides I didn't want you to get jealous of Integra. I suppose you need to get clean too. Time to return Captain," Seras finished, reabsorbing her original familiar.
Seras turned to shadow and raced along the floor, sliding under doors and through crevices, until she arrived at the women's locker room again. Seras willed her clothing to vanish and turned on the water, knowing that this would probably be the last time she got to enjoy hot water for a while.
Fortunately Seras didn't need to worry about decontaminating herself again so her shower was thankfully short this time.
Soon enough she finished and had dried herself off with one of the towels that a had been neatly folded and waiting for a soldier to use after a mission or training session.
She went to place the towel in the laundry hamper and paused realizing that no one would come collect it, or wash it later on. So Seras simply took the towel into her darkness, resolving to use it in the future. It was hers now, along with the rest of Hellsing's properties.
Hopefully she could get the building up and running again before long. But she'd need to start working on her plan for that to happen.
Seras would need to collect some equipment before she left. Turning into 'Elizabeth Hellsing', this time wearing a red version of Sir Integra's outfit, she armed herself with a custom pistol that Liam had built for her.
The Kodiak was essentially a reinforced Lar Grizzly Win Mag Long Slide, Mark V, that had been reinforced even further to reduce recoil and increase stability. Chambered to fire .50 Action Express rounds, it was slightly less powerful than Alucard's Casull, yet carried more ammunition.
Seras grabbed a few spare magazines for it and zipped over to Integra's office, and strapped the Knight's saber to her left hip.
"I'll have to get a First Class Weapon later. Hopefully I can win one in a dual or something." 'Elizabeth' muttered to herself, before lifting the ham radio set off of the desk. Fortunately Liam had brought the Red Book with him on the way out.
They'd either have to get the Manor up and running again soon, or else bring Liam's gunsmithing tools to the school. Seras would probably need some new gear to deal with what else was out there.
Her Harkonen cannons were both too cumbersome and too difficult to find more ammunition for under these circumstances. So she proceeded to the armory and retrieved her trusty BAERLKS rifle, and several magazines of the custom thirteen millimeter ammunition for it. She absorbed the rifle and pocketed the ammo, unable to store the holy rounds within her darkness.
Seras paused a moment trying to think of what else she might need. She had her old coffin at the school already in case she even wanted to sleep over, yet it wouldn't fit her current form. 'Elizabeth' was too tall.
She'd need to go nick a casket from a local funeral home and stuff some soil from her birthplace in the cushions. For now though Seras grabbed the 'Body Bag' from mission storage and absorbed it too. Idly Seras wondered how much matter she could hold within herself before remembering the giant mass of familiars that Alucard had amassed in his long existence. They'd all had their clothing, weapons, and armor. How absurdly convient.
There was no telling what sort of supernatural creatures would come out of the woodworks now that society had collapsed. She'd need to get perimeter defences up around the school.
There was a large, armored trunk, full of explosive ordinance, primarily shaped charges that could be used for precision work, as well as a few claymores and mines. Seras simply lifted the trunk, knowing none of the charges were armed.
They had a bit of thermite on hand, but Seras didn't want to risk setting off the dangerous compound, so she left it alone.
That was all she could think to bring at the moment. She could gather any other supplies later.
OOOO
Lieutenant General Robert Walsh woke up from the, decidedly light, nap he'd been taking in the lorry alongside Liam Gummar.
There was the sound of weight shifting in the back of the troop transport. He glanced backwards, initially alarmed to see the tall Long Eared Vampiress before calming.
"Oh it's you Seras. I was surprised to see you in that form," the Council Head remarked.
'Elizabeth' looked up at him, smiling ruefully, "Sorry 'bout that. I'm trying to get used to being in this form for extended periods," the Draculina explained.
Liam also came awake groggily, his body not wanting to return for rest at this hour. "So… aaaaahhh… are we ready to go now?" the man asked, yawning.
'Elizabeth' nodded, "Yeah, we can get anything else we need later. I need to get patrolling soon. It's a good thing we're so far out from the main city. The more urban parts of London must be crawling with Vampires by now. And not just the Long Ears. Everything supernatural that hid from humanity is going to come out now."
The General nodded back, "Right then. Better get to the Academy then," before turning the key in the ignition. The transport's powerful engine roared to life, making 'Elizabeth' frown.
"This is way too loud to use in the city proper. We'll need more discrete transportation," 'Elizabeth' observed.
The General voiced his agreement, "Your right. But as long as we're only going to the Academy it should be fine." He put the troop transport in gear, and began pulling the vehicle out of Hellsing's circular driveway. Noticing that Seras had already opened the gates, he pulled out onto the street, before stopping.
"Alright Seras, please close gate behind us," Walsh requested.
"Yes Sir," 'Elizabeth' responded, opening the transport's side panel to exit the vehicle.
"By the way, I have a Raven circling over us to watch out for any hostiles," 'Elizabeth' explained as she got out.
'Elizabeth' darted towards the iron wrought gates, and pulled them shut, before producing a key to lock the gates.
'Seras, I might have an idea about the transportation issue,' Integra's thought sounded in Seras' mind.
'Let's have it then,' Seras replied, curious what advice her Servant had for her.
'The academy has a stable in the back, remember? There isn't going to be any way for us to feed them now. So I suggest that you take them into yourself. Then you can bring them out for anyone to ride later. Plus, you can use their meat to feed the others,' Integra suggested.
'Alright Integra, but you have to take in the first one as your own familiar. I'm going to need to be in two places at once later on Integra. You're going to need to start feeding for me and I'd rather you not go through the difficult transition that I did. We need every advantage we can get,' Seras ordered.
'You don't need to worry about that Seras. One of the reason's I refused Alucard's offers was that I knew that Vampirism would suit me too well,' Integra assured.
Entering the transport again, 'Elizabeth' slid the panel shut behind her. Walsh let up one the breaks, and leaned on the gas.
Fairbrook Academy
The troop transport pulled up alongside the school, the General parked the vehicle.
"Damn, I've seen too many of those in my lifetime," Walsh commented on the sight of the still burning mound of dead. Thankfully the corpses were nearly charred beyond all recognition now, but they would need to take further steps to finish disposing of the remains.
Later… the dead always came later.
OOOO
Earlier Seras had returned Ansel's tablet to him, with orders to alert her to any messages he received from his superiors.
Fortunately none had arrived while she was 'busy' at Hellsing Manor.
But now he had received a request for an update on his squad's status.
Seras conveyed to the former-vampire what his response should be. 'Alright, You found that this school had already been claimed as the territory of a local vampire that you found to be far above average power. That much is true, anyway. You were left behind to negotiate because I, Elizabeth Hellsing, found you to be the least offensive. You will relay my desire to meet with a nobel representative at The Memorial Bandstand in Regent's Park tomorrow at dawn.'
'Very well, Miss Victoria. I am sending your message,' Ansel confirmed.
Seras had set the four ravens she'd left at Hellsing to fly back and forth from the Manor and the Academy, so she could replenish their life force by reabsorbing them and releasing another to replace them.
After bringing in all of the gear that they'd stored in the lorry, they'd left it in the car park behind the Academy. It wouldn't do for anyone to draw conclusions from it still being in front of the school.
Seras wanted to check in with Jackie, but business came first.
Seras flew the short distance behind the school to the large fenced in field that stretched into the distance. To her left stood a mid sized stable. The older students here had the option of training in horsemanship. It was a tradition of the upper class, and was expected of a gentleman.
Seras had originally had to charm the horses to get them to tolerate her presence. They had sensed her nature as an apex predator, and naturally feared her. The Horses at Fairbrook were trained war mounts, rather than conventional race horses, and thus they had been more inclined to attack Seras rather than run. So it had been especially important to get the equines to like her during her visits.
Unfortunately, She was going to have to prove their initial fears correct. She was going to slaughter them for their blood, souls, and meat.
OOOO
Five horses, that's how many had been inside the stable. Three, Seras had absorbed directly, while Integra had the other two. The former knight had initially hesitated at the thought of slaughtering animals. Oddly she'd only killed humanoids up until this point, Integra had mused idly while euthanizing the war-mounts.
Seras would need to keep the meat in the industrial sized freezer in the Academy's kitchen. Skinning and cutting the horses into primary cuts for storage had been easy for Seras' shadowy tendrils. She had already fully drained them of all blood, so it wasn't too hard getting the cutts into the building. She even managed to avoid making a mess.
"I only hope they don't ask about our supply of red meat, or where the horses went," Seras commented out loud as she finally closed the freezer door.
'They'll understand. They've just lost their friends and family today. I doubt they'll care much as long as the meat we serve them isn't human,' Integra corrected, knowing the resilience of humanity.
'True enough,' Seras thought, knowing just how tenacious humans could be in extreme circumstances.
'Alright Ansel, time to switch with Pip,' Seras ordered the former vampire.
He appeared from the building's shadows, tilting his head to Seras deferentally, 'Yes Miss Seras.'
She then released the French Mercenary and commanded him, "Okay Pip, go and help set up some parameter defences along side the other men."
"Affirmative Ma Chere," Pip playfully saluted as he turned to carry out her orders.
'Now to check on Jackie,' Seras thought.
OOOO
BUZZ, came the alert from the intercom.
Jackie, Gregory, and all of their fellow students perked up at the sound.
The two all but ran to the security console near the shelter entrance. Jackie, naturally, beat Penwood to pressing the call button and waited. The other students milling behind them, differing to the other two.
"You doing okay in there?" Seras voice came through.
They all collectively sighed at hearing their adoptive 'Big Sis' back.
"Good, it's you Seras!" Jackie and more than a few classmates voiced their relief.
"Time for an update. I've brought the Lieutenant General and Liam here. They and Pip are setting up some defences to keep out any baddies out there. I want you to listen to them and avoid setting off any of the traps they've set. These are lethal devices, and I don't feel like scraping you off the lawn if I don't have to. Get me?!" Seras asked.
"Yes Ma'am!" they replied.
"Good. Anyway, I'm gonna head out again to see about meeting a rep from the Long Ears to work something out. I'd bring you with me Jackie, but I forgot to bring your maid uniform, so you'll have to wait until I can get it for you," Seras teased.
"Damnit Seras, do I really need to wear that now of all times?!" Jackie bemoaned the idea of having to wear a frilly dress after the world had already literally ended.
"Don't be like that. Think of it as spywork, like James Bond, only better, since you won't be blowing your cover like that arse always does. Right Jackie?" Seras asked, knowing exactly how to turn the otherwise onerous task into an irresistible request.
Visions of herself as a stoic femme fatale in deep coven behind enemy lines, side by side with Seras, nobody the wiser as they scammed the hell out of the Long Ears.
Jackie grinned and exuberantly replied, "Where do I sign up, Seras! You better remember to get that uniform soon!"
"That's the spirit Jackie. Keep it up. I'll be able to see you again soon. Bye for now," Seras bid them farewell.
"Bye Miss Seras!" came a roar from the students.
The sound cut out from the other side. Jackie and Gregory turned back from the shelter's entrance to face the other students.
"So what are we going to play next,?" Simon Brown, an eleven year old student, asked.
Thinking of her coming spy mission, Jackie suggested, "Charades?"
OOOO
'I have enough time to check on Brian's shelter, then double back to patrol Regent Park before the meeting, assuming a noble agrees to attend of course,' Seras thought as she zipped through the night sky.
To Be Continued…
Author's Notes:
Sorry for this taking longer. I wanted this chapter to be longer.
The whole 'No-Life-Lieutenant' idea seems plausible to me. Essentially a True Vampire imbuing some of their familiars with the power of their other souls so they can be more effective. Alucard wouldn't really use his familiars in such a manor, but Seras has always been more of a team player. Alucard used some of his familiars as decoys. This is going to be important later in the story. Anyway this technique divides Seras' power so she will not be able to release a lot of advanced familiars. Meaning she cannot spam these.
The Seras and Integra Yuri may have seemed a bit out of nowhere but, I think it works in service of characterization and plot.