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CHAPTER THREE

The armoured van pulled up out side the Hellsing mansion, and immediately the back doors swung open. Troops dispersed out of the vehicle, and formed three ranks on the gravel. A young blonde haired woman, in uniform that was different to the men, followed out of the vehicle, and stood opposite the parade of men, already stood to attention. Behind this young woman was a brunette woman, slightly older taller. She wore a large rifle and sword on her back. Her custom-tailored black body which featured a utility pouch on the belt, hugged the woman’s sexy, curvy figure. The blonde was Seras, Officer of the Hellsing troops; the brunette was Sophie, a vampire hunter Seras had encountered in the mission. She claimed, after her arrest at the mall, in which she had attacked Seras, that she knew her leader, Sir Integra Hellsing. Seras was not convinced at first, yet in the truck on the way back to the mansion, Sophie spoke at great length of Integra, and Seras freed her from the cuffs. Not that she was too serious about wanting to arrest her of course. Sophie seemed to be apologetic for trying to kill Seras, and treated it as an embarrassing misunderstanding. But Seras had insisted that arresting persons involved in scenes of crime such as these, was a formality, and had to be followed.

‘Gentlemen,’ Seras addressed the troops, ‘The mission may not have been without losses, but it was a successful one. Aided in no small part, it seems, to Miss Sophie.’ Seras indicated toward the woman, but she noticed the men were already staring admiringly at her. Seras rolled her eyes. Bloody men, she thought to herself. But, at least it diverted the unwanted attention from herself for at least a moment. She coughed loudly, and the men quickly faced front.

‘Debrief will be at seventeen-hundred hours, in the OPS room. Don’t be late. Dismissed.’

At her order the men simultaneously turned to the right, paused and then thinned out.

‘Seras?’ said Sophie, approaching the young vampire, ‘I would very much like to see Integra, if it would be permitted.’

Seras was apprehensive. ‘Well, I don’t think I could permit…’

‘I think it would be fine,’ said a dark voice.

‘Oh, my God – Alucard?’ said Sophie, to the vampire now stood by the truck. He had materialised silently a moment before.

‘Well, if it isn’t little Sophie. How are you?’

‘Uh?’ Seras was puzzled. They paid no attention to her.

‘I’m doing good, Al,’ said Sophie, walking to Alucard, with a look of familiarity. ‘It’s been too long.’ With that she embraced the vampire briefly. She breathed in his long-remembered scent.

‘My, how you have grown. I can’t call you little Sophie anymore, I guess.’

Seras saw the chemistry of a relationship that had been newly rekindled. She felt a small stab of jealousy. They had a history. Seras’ history with Alucard had amounted to little more than two years. But it was a difficult, emotional two years. Yet Seras saw that Alucard had shared more experiences with Sophie than Seras could hope to herself.

‘Well, it has been – how long? Five years?’ Sophie said.

‘I hope you don’t mind me asking,’ said Seras, hand on her hips, with perhaps a little bit too much of an insolent tone, ‘but what’s this all about?’

‘Police girl,’ said Alucard sharply, ‘take that tone with me again, and you will find yourself short of a limb or two’

Seras looked sheepish but said nothing. Alucard took the silence for her apology. He had understood that she didn’t want to appear subordinate to him in front of Sophie.

‘You’re a vampire,’ Sophie said to Seras, ’So, I guess Alucard had something to do with that?’ She looked at Alucard, smirking a little.

‘Yes,’ said the former police girl. ‘He turned me to save me.’

‘He’s your master?’

Unsure whether to admit it, Seras hesitated for a second.

‘I am her master, yes.’ Said Alucard for her. ‘Yet some times she forgets that.’ He shot Seras a glance that signified quiet annoyance.

‘Cut the girl some slack, Al, she’s okay.’ Sophie, to Seras’ surprise, came to her defence. She thought that if anyone else were to say that to him, they’d walk away with a limp at best. ‘She’s a keen fighter. You must be proud of her.’

Seras could tell that Sophie regarded a vampires servant (which, of course, she was) as being like a child. Or perhaps because she was a ‘young’ vampire, as in, she hadn’t been one for long, Sophie believed she was just like a child. It wasn’t fair either way. Seras was a little offended, to tell the truth.

‘How is Integra?’ Sophie said to Alucard. ‘I heard about the… you know. I wish I could have made it back to England to help you.’

‘She’s as disagreeable as ever.’ Said Alucard, raising an eyebrow.

‘That’s Integra, alright!’ laughed Sophie. Disagreeable and hard nosed as Integra was, Sophie’s last memory of her old childhood friend was one of a softer, caring woman. A good friend. The best friend a vampire hunter could ever have, in fact – except for a large-calibre, high-velocity stake cannon. Which she also had.

It was not the happiest of times, the last time the two saw each other. Sophie’s family were dead, and she had no where else to turn. Integra had shown such compassion that it was reassuring to Walter to see that Integra’s warm side had not yet gone ice cold. But that was five years ago, and things had changed.

‘You must come in and see her. I’m sure she will be thrilled to meet you again.’ Alucard took her by the hand and led her eagerly up the steps to the door of the mansion, as if he were a little child trying to take his mummy in the direction of the toys section of Debenhams.(Try Wal-Mart for those in the US)

A sullen, downtrodden Seras followed them in. She sighed. Suddenly she didn’t feel so special.

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