He Followed Me Home

He Followed Me Home!

Pairings: None

Word Count: 700

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It was another frosty winter evening and 15 year old Integra was reading Wuthering Heights for the second time. She was not entirely fascinated by the novel, but she had nothing better to do with her time- besides, Integra was waiting for Walter to return from his mission in Athens. Walter had promised her that he would return today, but it was getting pretty late and the butler had still not come back.

Just as Integra flipped to the last page of her book, there was a sudden knock on the door, and the girl quickly got up from her seat in front of the fireplace and ran towards the entryway. Walter greeted the girl and stepped into the welcoming glow of the Hellsing household, away from the fierce some snowstorm outside. He flopped onto a chair in the living room, picked up a towel and started to dry off his shoulder length black hair.

"How was your mission Walter, asked Integra as she sat down on a chair opposite from him.

"Brutal, replied Walter. They didn't even have any brand name cigars anywhere.

Integra rolled her eyes and smiled. "You know you really ought to stop smoking those cancer sticks before you get addicted. Walter smirked. I was addicted long before you came along and I don't plan on quitting anytime soon. You know, you're bound to start smoking these things once you're my age and I'll be the one telling you to quit."

"Definitely not gonna happen, there's no way I'm placing a cigar anywhere near my lips."

"So, tell me how things are going at Brentwood Academy, asked Walter as he took a sip of brandy to warm himself up. Integra frowned as she thought about her new school. Walter had decided to enrol her at a private school so she could practise her social skills instead of having a tutor coming to her house every day. She really couldn't see the point of her going there; she was already ahead of everyone in her class, so there was nothing new for her to learn, and the girls at the school were snobby and conceited, all they ever talked about was whether or not they would get their new shoes or new Porsche on their birthday. "It's fine", Integra lied knowing that there was also no point in arguing with Walter.

Suddenly, a black blur came crashing through the door and landed at the foot of Integra's chair. It seemed to be some sort of dog.

"What in the world is that thing Walter", questioned Integra as she examined the hound. It had a shaggy black coat and droopy ears- it was also pretty big for a dog, probably the size of a young wolf.

"Oh, it's him again, he was the dog that was chasing my car- I guess you could say that he followed me home", replied Walter as he filled his now empty brandy glass.

"Do you mind if we keep him in the house for awhile? I don't have the heart to throw the poor thing into that merciless storm."

Integra pondered for awhile and then looked at the shaggy fido crouched in front of her feet. To her surprise, the dog was staring right back at her with his crimson eyes and started whining- as if he was trying to persuade her to let him stay. Integra did get lonely now and then, she didn't have many friends that she could hang out with since she had started school only recently, and was often found at home shooting targets or reading novels from her father's library.

"Fine, he can stay, but I'm not going to be the one who looks after him", Integra grumbled.

"Oh you don't have to worry one bit Sir Hellsing, this dog can take care of himself perfectly", chuckled Walter as he bowed and left the room.

So how'd you like the first chapter of my masterpiece? (Insert evil laughter)

We really have no idea about the mystery dog's identity, do we?

Wink, wink, nudge, nudge…… ;)