It seemed to be a slow day in the Hellsing Headquarters. No undead to take care of as of right now.

You had sitting down on the couch, made of red velvet like material, but a peculiar woman sat down next to you. It was Seras. The newer blood of the vampires. She was pretty intimidating, but she was still beautiful. Weren’t all vampires?

You either needed to speak or she would, and knowing her, she was unpredictable.