Compulsion

Prologue

Hey people! I've recently watched Hellsing, after a friend suggested I check it out. Obviously, I love it and I have read many fanfics over the last two weeks. And so, I had to write my own to! *shot*

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Seras Victoria sprinted down the hallway, her blood-red eyes focusing ahead of her. The darkness was no obstacle for the un-dead woman. Her feet thudded against the floorboards, as she forced herself to run faster. "Master!" She shouted for the No-life-king telepathically, not wanting to wake the human population that resided in the mansion.

"What is it, Police-Girl?" He answered back, his low voice filling his fledglings mind.

"I can't explain now," She flew down the stairs, which lead to the dungeons, where her master was currently. "I need to talk to you face to face." She came to an abrupt halt, as cold hands encircled her curvy hips. She swallowed down a scream, once she realised who it was.

"Police-Girl, stop stalling and tell me what's got you so worked up…" His cool breathed fanned across her pale neck, making her shiver. His smirk as usual, graced his lips. He had tried to read her mind but her frantic mood made it hard for him to decipher the random flood of images taking up her mind.

"I was on watch duty, and nothing seemed out of place…"Pausing, she pursed her lips, thinking of how she could word her thoughts. "My shift ended, and I was heading back to my room, when I tripped over a rug. I noticed that under it was a trap door." She stopped talking, as Alucard's eyebrows rose, his smirk widening, showing off his sharp teeth.

"Oh really? Why would that have you calling my name, Police-Girl?" He was only slightly surprised, when Seras ignored the perverted comment, but instead proceeded to grab his glove-clad hand and drag him along the hallway.

"Master, the trap door leads to dungeons! It door is marked with the Hellsing seal, just like yours!" She spoke fast; most people would not be able to understand her. But Alucard did, and he jerked to a stop as she finished explaining.

"What was that, Seras?" His face was blank; no sign of his good mood was left. Not waiting for his fledgling to repeat herself, he marched ahead of her, in long, powerful strides. Now she had calmed down, her mind was easy to read and he found the area that Seras had spoken of.

"W-what…Master, wait up please!" Blinking her red-eyes, Seras ran to catch up with her master. His sudden change of frame of mind frightened her slightly. The pair reached the trap door, where the Persian rug once covered it.

Walking down the stone steps in silence, Seras once again noticed how the temperature had gotten a lot colder. The walls were made of stone, and thick green moss crept along it, ivy swept over the ceiling above.

Seras looked up, once they'd reached the dungeon wall. A chill ran up her spine, as her superior eyes took in the Hellsing seal, drawn in blood. Alucard had been strangely quiet, behind his orange-tinted glasses, Seras saw his bright, blood-red eyes flicker with curiosity.

"So, I'm not the only vampire that is bound to the Hellsing family…" A twisted smirk lit up his face briefly, before he threw his head back, roaring in laughing. It ricocheted off of the wall, and it rang in Seras Victoria's ears.

"I must tell Master about this…" His serpent-like tongue licked over his knife-like teeth and lips, his eyes gleaming. Catching onto what he was about to do, Seras opened her mouth to protest. But her master had already phased out of the room. In rare times like this, he loved to rub it in Integra Hellsing face, that he knew important information before she herself did.