Lucy X Reader

The Hunt On Two Fronts: Race To The Drago

"Find anything yet?" Looking around the town with your many eyes you started to tell her "Besides a cross dresser, a man cheating on his wife with her brother, and a lesbian couple-ok I'm coming back to that one in a minute." Your hormonal mind already imagining what you wanted to see out of that was interrupted by a hard smack on your head "Focus you perv." Rubbing your head you whined "Ow." Looking back at you from the passengers seat she glared "So can you see him or not." Shaking your head you groaned "No. And quit hitting my head. That messes with my O.B.S" you were referring to the ability that you could summon eyes beyond your normal two, allowing you to see anywhere in a kilometer radius. Looking back to the road as she rolled her eyes, the driver headed out for the next town down the road. "Next time let me focus until we get back out of town. I can see more when you do that." You grumbled, focusing on seeing outside of the van again.

"Any signs of him on the aerial scanners?" The heavy boots behind the young ensign were a give away to who it was before he spoke. Swallowing his fear he replied "No commander, wherever he is he isn't in the air, or on the satellite images. We do have a confirmed rebel van on Insula Fonte though." surprised that he had kept his composure the young solider listened as the commander drew a breath. "Contents?" He demanded. Nodding slowly and shakily he replied, "Three occupants, we have reason to believe two of them are the agents sent by the Hellsing Organization. Traffic cameras show a pink haired, horned woman in the passengers seat." Chuckling the commander leaned forward, next to the ensign. "My child's little friend is in that van? Hm. Track it. Don't send units unless I order, and report to me anything of interest." Chuckling he sauntered away, walking out of the radar tower. Leaning against the railing he breathed the crisp mountain air. "Ah." Not even looking he spoke "What do you want Heinkel." Walking up to him the blonde started "Makube wants an update on your brat and the Diclonius." Chuckling the commander looked out on his base, wondering how to word it. "We have them tracked right now. They are either in transit or looking for the Drago as well. As for the Drago. He is currently out of sight of any resource we can access." Grumbling she replied "Makube won't be pleased. And you know it Israphel." Smiling to himself he stood up straight, shrugging. "He is only above me in rank in your papist church. I don't care if he gets fussy about that brat. He made him that resourceful, and it's his own fault we can't find them." Walking off without another word he smiled, his point made.