Disclaimer: I don't own Hellsing or any of its characters.
A/N: I'm writing a really awful Hellsing fanfic at the moment, and the pressure kind of got to me, so I had to write this one to balance it out :) I'm sorry it's so short . But seriously, I have the shortest attention span imaginable, and anyways I didn't want to ruin this.
Lost
Integral passed by the open door, only to stop in her tracks. Inside she saw Seras standing in the middle of the dark chamber room. She was looking intently at something in front of her. Integral couldn't make out what it was, and walked in quietly.
Seras didn't turn to look at her. Integral finally realized what it was she was looking at.
A mirror.
It was one of the precious Hellsing antiques. It was slightly dusty, but Integral could see her own reflection in it clearly. However, as expected, Seras' reflection was absent.
"Isn't it strange," Seras whispered, "that whenever I looked in a mirror before, I always found myself looking back."
Seras closed her eyelids halfway, and reached out her hand towards the mirror. She touched its cold face, and it remained unchanged.
"I feel like I've lost myself."
Integral understood, and she walked up next to Seras. The mirror only showed her reflection.
"You know, Seras, you shouldn't try finding yourself in inanimate objects. Look at me."
Seras turned to her, her face pale and expressionless. She looked through the glasses, and into Integral's brilliantly blue eyes. And finally she smiled.
In each of them she saw a reflection of herself, looking right back.