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A New Beginning

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Walter rolled over and awoke from a deep sleep. He reached out to his bed side lamp, but missed and knocked the phone onto the floor.

"Hello? Helloooo? Walter? Can you hear me?" a high angelic voice called out from the receiver.

Walter froze for a moment as he listened to the person on the phone. It could not be who he thought it was. He must just be dreaming. He reached for the lamp again and switched it on.

"Hello? Walter answer me it's important," the voice sounded urgent, but not hysterical in any way.

Walter reached down and picked up the phone. It could only be one person at this hour, "What is wrong Isabael?"

"It's about time what were you doing?" the girl's urgent tone subsided.

"It is three in the morning. I was asleep. Is everything okay?" Walter lay back in bed and rubbed his eyes. It had been ages since he had heard from her. It was not a good thing that she was calling now.

"No," she paused.

Walter sat back up, "What has happened?"

"They came around one. We had only just gone to bed when I heard them down stairs. Before I was even out of bed she was in my room tossing that stupid rope ladder she insisted on getting out the back window. I told her it made more sense if I just stayed inside. You know how good a shot I am Walter I could have helped," the girl paused again and Walter strained his ear to try and hear crying. It was silent.

"What happened next?" Walter slid out of bed and began to get dressed with the phone tucked between his ear and shoulder.

"I don't really know I guess. I came out to the root cellar and locked it. They must be complete morons because I haven't even seen them come out here looking yet. For all I know they've left. I'd like to leave too and soon," she huffed the last part like someone who had been spoiled as a child.

"And your mother?" Walter was afraid for what her answer might be.

"She's dead," it was a blunt statement with not much feeling.

"I'm so sorry Isabael. I'll be there as soon as I can. I didn't expect this to happen so soon. It's going to be hard to explain," he headed for the bedroom door to leave.

"It will take you too long to get here Walter. You know it's close to a three hour drive. Even if you take the helicopter it's an hour and then you would have to explain why you took the helicopter without waking her. Plus, I've just seen the light from the TV. They're still in there waiting. Probably thinking someone will come or I will come back to the house. I know you can fight them Walter, but let's be honest. There are at least six of them and they might be stupid, but they aren't babies. They know what they're doing."

Walter had stopped at the door, "Well what are you suggesting I do? I can't leave you there until morning. They could have back up waiting for the daylight hours."

"Send me Alucard," she said it sternly. A demand more than a request.

"Isabael," Walter opened the bedroom door to walk out, but was stopped.

"He is there is he not?" she sounded smug now.

"Yes, he is. I would have liked to talk to you more about this situation, but I can see I will not get the chance now. Perhaps later when things have settled down," Walter looked worried and apprehensive.

"Thank you Walter. I promise things will be okay. We knew that one day this time would come," Isabael smiled to herself.

"I will get a bedroom ready for you. You will be down the hall from the new girl I wrote you about," he sighed and walked back to the telephone dock.

"Again Walter, thank you. You've been such a great support all these years. It must be a relief to not have to keep the secret any longer," she sat back against the wall of the cellar and relaxed.

"I suppose so. I will see you soon. Be carful until he gets there," he set the phone gently down and turned around, "Did you know this was coming?"

"I had a feeling," he smiled broadly.

"You could have prevented it then," Walter frowned.

"Some things are not meant to be prevented my old friend. Integra will be awake in a few hours. Would you like me to wait to bring her back until you've have sufficient time to explain things?" he adjusted his hat and opened up a dark portal in the middle of the hall.

"No, bring her back as soon as you can so she can get some sleep. She will probably be tired and a tired Isabael and a furious Sir Integra is more than I can handle," he opened his bedside drawer and pulled out a ring with many keys on it.

"Giving her the room they created her in? How very twisted of you Walter," Alucard laughed.

"Oh, it's the only one that's fully furnished and fit for a young woman," Walter sighed and walked past Alucard towards the elevator.

"I will see you soon old man," Alucard turned around and disappeared into the darkness.

"And getting older every minute," Walter frowned and stepped into the elevator. Integra Hellsing had advanced him to old age fast enough, but Isabael Hellsing was going to send him to an early grave.

Earlier

"Isabael, why don't you go to bed sweet heart it's almost one in the morning," Leslie walked over to the couch where her daughter was lying and patted her on the head.

"I am nineteen, mother, I can decide when to go to bed for myself, thanks," she sat up away from her mother's petting hand and changed the channel on the TV a few times.

"I'm just looking out for my only daughter. We only have each other you know," she smiled at her only child and sat down next to her.

"Yeah, I know," the girl had a velvety voice, but it was a hard voice as well.

"There's a storm coming," Leslie stared out the window.

"Yeah, I heard thunder a while ago," the girl turned and looked out the window as well.

"Let's go to bed, okay?" she looked back over to her child and smiled.

"Yeah, alright, it is pretty late," the girl continued to stare out the window as she turned the TV off and stood up.

They both headed up the stairs and down the hallway to two doors opposite each other.

"Lock your door," the mother opened the door for her daughter and guided her inside with a gentle hand.

"I can help you, you know. It doesn't have to be like this," the girl looked at her mother seriously.

"It was always meant to be like this. He will be here for you soon. Lock the door and use the ladder as soon as you hear them inside," Leslie offered the girl one last smile and lightly touched her arm before se closed the door.

Isabael locked the door behind her mother and stood to face the window. The curtains were still closed so they could not see her hiding. She quickly went to her dresser and pulled out her emergency pack and her holster. They had been sitting in the drawer unused for quite some time and she was beginning to think she was never going to get the chance to take them out. She crept over to the window and peeked out the curtains. It was pitch black outside and all she could see was the small light from the root cellar. That was her destination.

She listened to the seconds tick by on the clock and each one seemed to drag on for minutes. Everything was completely silent and then she heard the front door. At first it was just the wiggling of the door knob, but then it escalated into a banging which quickly turned into a loud crash as the door swung opened.

She jumped into action immediately. She pulled opened the curtains and threw the window opened in one fast movement. She glanced at the rope ladder her mother had bought for her in emergencies such as these before she climbed out onto the roof and carefully shut the curtains and window behind her. She let her self roll to the edge of the roof and then grabbed the edge right as she rolled off. She dangled for a moment to get her balance and then swung herself outwards so she would not land in the bushes. She landed on the ground lightly and took off for the root cellar.

She glanced back before she got into the cellar to be sure no one was following her. When she opened the glass door the warm muggy air came rushing out. It smelled like dirt and plant matter. She wrinkled her nose at it and then climbed inside and shut the door tightly. It was very dim in the cellar, but she quickly found the satellite phone sitting loyally on its charger. She picked it up and dialed one of the only numbers she knew by heart.

Isabael sighed as the phone rang a few times. She supposed it was to be expected since it was now past one in the morning. She heard the phone pick up and then a clatter as it was knocked to the floor.

"Hello? Helloooo? Walter? Can you hear me?" she did not bother to whisper. They would not be coming out to the root cellar to look for her. After they killed Leslie they would stay inside and await further instructions.