Seras' mind is a bit different from a lot of people, it's fragmented, almost like broken shards of a mirror. It's was for her own protection. There seems to be slivers of memories from two different people flashing by, but there's one shard that's larger than the others. It seems to be the doorway of a house. Nothing too fancy, but it's obvious that its the door from the roof.
Down the stairs it becomes obvious that this isn't some sort of office building or apartment complex. It's a mansion. A rather large one at that. The sounds of explosions can be heard from outside as well as gunfire. Just what in the world is going on here?
There's a woman rushing through the halls, two rather large guns in each hand as she rushes towards the sounds of battle. She finally makes it to where the gunfire is coming from and stops for a moment, breathing hard. The woman is Seras, different from what the Legion has seen. Blue eyes, darker hair, both arms, and a yellow uniform.
What she sees in front of her is slaughter. Men torn apart and being eaten by what appears to be monsters in uniforms. Not just any uniforms. Nazi uniforms.
Seras Victoria (Open) || The Assault on Hellsing Manor
Down the stairs it becomes obvious that this isn't some sort of office building or apartment complex. It's a mansion. A rather large one at that. The sounds of explosions can be heard from outside as well as gunfire. Just what in the world is going on here?
There's a woman rushing through the halls, two rather large guns in each hand as she rushes towards the sounds of battle. She finally makes it to where the gunfire is coming from and stops for a moment, breathing hard. The woman is Seras, different from what the Legion has seen. Blue eyes, darker hair, both arms, and a yellow uniform.
What she sees in front of her is slaughter. Men torn apart and being eaten by what appears to be monsters in uniforms. Not just any uniforms. Nazi uniforms.
"No..."