Things had changed greatly for the young woman named Seras Victoria. In what seemed too little amount of time, she had been turned into a vampire by one who was seeking to kill the one who was using her as a hostage and been recruited into the organization that he was employed by. Hellsing was her home now, instead of the London police force.<br/><br/>A few months prior England had been attacked by a creature called Incognito, which had almost led to Integra and Walter being severely hurt or killed. Since that time though, Hellsing had regained its strength and recruited more soldiers, making the ranks increase even more. They continued to kill off impure vampires, ones who were “freaks” or “imitations” who were not true to their kind like herself and her Master, Alucard.<br/><br/>Of those men who had been recruited to fight alongside them, Seras had found one that she rather adored and developed feelings for, only to lose him in a horrid attack. But that horrid attack also led to something changing within Seras. She had always been afraid of taking human blood before, but on that fateful day, as the man she loved lay dying in her arms, she did what came to her naturally. . . Seras had drained the man she loved and absorbed him into her form in order to survive the situation that claimed his life. It was something the man had urged her to do as he lay dying, and she didn’t regret it.<br/><br/>Part of her was sad that she couldn’t have him around anymore, but she was always followed by his echoing voice within her mind. It was that voice that urged her to survive and push forward, fighting for Hellsing and making London safer. This act had made her a true and free vampire, now no longer bound to blindly follow orders given by Alucard. Granted, Seras did still respect him greatly, but she walked as a true draculina.<br/><br/>Sitting in her room within the sublevels of the Hellsing Manor, Seras slowly swirled a spoon around in a bowl of blood. She wasn’t afraid to drink it, but was more absorbed in deep thought, thus why she distantly toyed with her food. Eventually she would lean forward and begin to sip at the blood via the spoon, and let her red eyes flick across her room. She wasn’t sure what the night had in store for her, but she was certain that she would soon find out once she was summoned for by a fellow member of the Hellsing Organization.