Alright everyone this is my second fanfic ever, but my first Hellsing one. I got this idea from a conversation on yahoo IM with Kari, a friend of mine from a Hellsing RPG that I play Integra on, about a Dark Walter, and Integra pairing. I would like everyone to read and review. Please I'm begging you to be honest with me when you review.
Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to Hellsing. Hellsing belongs to Hirano. Although I wish I owned Alucard.
Chapter 1
It was a brand new day in London as an orange glow swept across a landscape of rubble, blood, corpses, and anything else that remained of the city of fog. Against the bright orange disk a strike of red could be seen darting across what remained of the night sky. The sun was finally over the horizon as Seras, and Integra returned to the once beautiful Hellsing Mansion. In what was once the front garden waited what remained of the Wild Geese mercenary group. The Geese already started to pick up the dead, and sort through the rubble of the brick, and glass that fell off the mansion. As soon as Seras put Integra down she went straight over to the body of Captain Bernadotte, who was laid next to a row of Irises, and with tears starting to stream from her eyes she knelt down beside him.
Irises seem fitting for you Pip. Seras said. Then the voice of Captain Bernadotte appeared in her head.
Don't be sad for me Mignonette. Hehe I finally got inside you after all.
Pip I'm going to slap your corpse if you don't stop right there.
The Captain laughed. Alright then I'll stop. Although she disliked the comment Seras still smiled.
Meanwhile as Seras was kneeling next to Captain Bernadotte's body the leader of the Hellsing Organization, Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing, went inside the damaged mansion that had withstood three world wars now. As Integra started to look around the interiors of the mansion she noted to herself that the only damaged sustained inside were bullet holes, and a few gaps in the walls and floors from the explosions. Carefully she made her way up to her office on the third floor, and opened the heavy oak doors slowly as if expecting someone to attack her at any moment. Once the doors were fully opened she stepped into the black, and white tiled office immediately looking towards the portrait of her father Arthur Hellsing to the right which seemed to be untouched by the nights events. Integra smiled a rare smile at the portrait as she remembered her father's words from his deathbed.
Integra my daughter. When all hope is lost, and you find yourself surrounded by an unbeatable enemy go to the last cell in the dungeons. There in it lies the darkest secret of the Hellsing family. It will be your salvation.
As Integra remembered those fateful words she was remind just how true they really did turn out to be.
It turns out you were right father. Alucard did become my salvation. He was there for me at the beginning when I became the head of the family, and he was there when Millennium was surrounding London and I to the very end . Almost immediately Integra felt a tear roll down her cheek as she thought about her pet vampire, her servant, the vampire Alucard. She wiped it away quickly for fearing that someone might walk in and see her displaying weakness in a time when she need to be strong for others.
While Integra was looking at her father's portrait a figure appeared, and stood in the shadows outside of the office staring at her intensely. The figure who appeared to be in his late twenties was leaning against the wall cautious not to make a sound, or do anything to reveal his presence as he glanced sideways inside. A bit of light bounced off his monocle as he turned to face the opposite wall listening to her thoughts.
Oh my Sir Integra. I dare say you are starting to get a little nostalgic about losing your precious vampire pet. With that thought he pushed himself off of the wall, and disappeared down the hallway.
Suddenly Integra felt as if she was being watched, and looked towards the doorway to her office only to find that no one was there. She kept staring at the doorway as if expecting someone to appear out of thin air. Carefully the last Hellsing looked around the room with her one good eye searching the corners, and shadows for a more darker one. Then a smirk played across her lips as the thought played across her mind of whom she was expecting to appear. At that thought Integra went over to the desk, and rummaged through the top right drawer for her mini cigars and lighter. Within a few minutes she had found the case, took one out placing it gently in between her lips, and lit it before exhaling a perfect smoke ring. As soon as she exhaled the smoke Integra walked towards the windows to look out to the front, and to view the charred remains of London in the distance. Finally Integra said something she had thought she would never say.
"In memory of you Count."