She finally succumbed.

“This is inexcusable!” Elizabeth shouted, slamming her palm down on her desk. Diane stood at attention , eyes fixed on the window. Elizabeth had called her into the office as soon as they landed. “You are charged with protecting human life! You are one of the best shots we have. How could you kill a monk?”

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“This is the last test.” Sir Elizabeth handed Diane a semi-automatic. Diane discharged the clip and looked inside.

“Chalk rounds.” She looked at Elizabeth, who smirked.

“You will be hunting Captain Seras. She is in the woods behind the course. You have one hour.”

“Yes sir.” Diane reloaded the gun.

“She will be using live ammunition. You will be observed constantly.”

“Understood.”

“Dismissed.” Diane turned and ran out of the room. Captain Stuart waited until Elizabeth nodded before leaving. The knight grinned smugly. Michael sighed and shook his head.

“Is this wise, Elizabeth?”

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They arrived in London without incident. A car met them at the station and drove them to the Hellsing manor. Arucard kept his arm around Diane the entire time, earning himself several dirty looks. He returned each look with a fangy smile. Arriving at the front gate, Arucard helped Diane out and escorted her to the front door. Richard, the second Angel of Death, greeted them.

“Welcome home, Lord Arucard. Good evening, Miss Diane.” Richard said, bowing slightly. Arucard released Diane and poked her in Richard’s direction.

“He is in charge of you for the next hour. I will return then.” Arucard nodded to Richard and disappeared. Diane glared at the empty space and snorted.

“If you’ll come with me, Miss Diane. We took the liberty of preparing a room for you, as well as a change of clothes.”

“Thorough of you.” Diane said, following Richard up the stairs.

“The Hellsing Organization prides itself on taking good care of everyone who walks through the front door.”

“Even prisoners?”

“Especially prisoners.” Richard opened a door. “The bath is to your right. There is a shower if you prefer. The clothes are laid out on the bed.” Diane walked into the room, looking all around. The furnishings ran to masculine colors and styles, but it looked comfortable. “If you need anything, feel free to ring.” She turned to see Richard pointing at a bell-pull. “Lord Arucard will be back in precisely one hour. Please be ready.”

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“Arucard.”

“Yes, Master.” The ancient vampire slid head-first from his portal and slowly rotated 180 degrees. His Master watched with a slight frown, hands neatly folded on her desk. Her husband stood at ease beside her, hands behind his back and smirking. Arucard landed on his feet. Elizabeth was very much like Integra. Cool, precise, fiercely dedicated. She had overseen the changes dictated to the Hellsing Organization by the UEF with aplomb, something Integra would not have tolerated. Arucard idly wondered what would have happened if Integra had been alive.

“You will be in charge of the continent. These are the countries you may patrol as you will. Our bases there will keep you supplied as needed. Remember, you are not to feed on humans.” Elizabeth’s ice-blue eyes pinned him as she handed him a map. Arucard smirked and bowed slightly.

“As you wish, Sir Elizabeth.” He glanced over the map. France, Germany, Poland, Luxemburg, the Netherlands. Strange how the ancient borders were still used, considering the humans had united under a world flag and government, calling themselves the United Earth Federation.

“Your train leaves tonight in three hours. Are you ready?” She asked, settling back in her chair. Her husband reached over and stroked her shoulder, playing with her dark brown hair. Arucard often wondered if Elizabeth’s hair was from her unknown father.

“I only have one carryon.” He reminded her, ignoring the affection between the couple. Another key difference between mother and daughter. Elizabeth dared to love.




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