A Deadly Game
Rating: M
Category: Hellsing
Genre: Romance/Drama
Pairing: Alucard x Walter
Summary: After they managed to rescue Walter from The Millennium Organization and de-brainwash him, Walter has to live with the guilt of his betrayal…but being captured had it's perks, such as his newly regenerated body and having his long term friend come and rescue him…
Disclaimer: I do not own Hellsing...T-T
Chapter 1: Let The Games Begin
(Walter's POV)
*Sigh* I was walking around the Hellsing manor, looking to see if anyone needed my assistance. I didn't find walking around the mansion constantly tiring anymore, due to my body being regressed back to age 16...despite the fact that I'm really 69 years old. I wandered the deserted hallways, searching for someone that needs my assistance. Surely someone needs me! It seems ever since I was brought back to Hellsing, everyone is giving me a wide berth. I suppose I deserve it…I did allow myself to get captured by The Millennium Organization and I allowed them to brainwash me and I betrayed Hellsing…there is no way I can atone for that. Perhaps it would be best if I retired to my room for the night…I began to walk back through the hallway I had just came through, the familiar paintings and sculptures in the hallway whirred past me as I practically ran through the hallway. I feel so out of place here now…I got to my room within a few minutes of running through the various hallways of the manor. I swear that if you didn't know the manor's layout so well, you think this place was some sort of maze! As soon as I got through the door, I collapsed on my bed. The pressure of everything that had happened the past few weeks was catching up with me, as I felt tears trail down my face. I can't take this…I can't remember anything that happened in that god forsaken organization! I can't remember exactly what I did to betray Hellsing! Yet it seems everyone seems to be acting if I destroyed the whole of Hellsing! Ugh, I feel terrible…I have such a headache! I feel nauseous and…hot? The room seems to be fading. What's happening to me?
(Alucard's POV)
I had just arrived back from a mission I was sent on in Warsaw, ironically. The mission was just like it was in 1944, just without the aid of Walter. I would have asked my old friend to join me, but Integra had told me not to bother the regenerated 69 year old. I walked to my master's office that was located at the top of a grand staircase. I knocked on the door and was quickly greeted with a 'enter'. I opened the door and walked inside the dimly lit office. I saw my master sitting at her desk, hunched over a stack of paperwork
"Good evening, Integra" I greeted.
"Not now, Alucard" she snapped back, not bothering to look up at me.
"What's the matter?" I asked, smirking at the idea that something has gotten Integra this annoyed.
"It's Walter. I called for him almost an hour ago and he still haven't arrived! You would think with a regenerated body, he would be able to answer my damn calls faster!" she rambled. I must admit, it is highly unusual for Walter to ignore Integra calls…
"I'll go and check to see why he didn't reply" I stated before I spun on my heel and walked towards the door. I quickly made my way towards Walter's room at an inhuman speed. When I got to the door I knocked, instead of invading my friend's privacy. When I received no answer, I entered the room. I saw Walter laying on his bed with his back to me.
"You may have a regenerated body, but it seems like you still have the stamina of an old man, Walter" I smirked. I found it odd when he didn't even stir. I walked up to him and shook his shoulder…no response. I made him turn over onto his back, he was out cold. His face was extremely pale, he had a bit of blood dribbled down his chin, he seemed to have broken out in a cold sweat and he had what looked like…tear trails? Going down his face. I felt his pulse, it was getting weaker and it seemed his breathing is slowing. I felt a pang of panic as I quickly gathered up the '16' year old in my arms, and took off down the hallways at an inhuman speed towards the medical wing. As soon as I got there, I explained what had happened to the doctor and he took Walter into the operating room on a stretcher, yelling tools that he would need to his subordinates that were rushing around. I didn't want to leave until I knew if my old friend was going to be okay or not, but I had to report back to Integra. I left with a sigh, knowing that if I don't report back to her I'll probably be incarcerated in that damned basement for the next month considering the mood she's already in. I decided to teleport instead of walking and within a split second, I was standing in front of Integra's desk.
"What is it, Alucard? Why isn't Walter here yet?"
"Integra, it seems that Walter is very ill…"
"I don't care if he has the flu! I need him here now!"
"He can't come here…at the moment he is currently in the operating room in the medical wing"
"What's wrong with him?"
"I have no idea, I'll go and see the doctors…"
"*Sigh* Don't worry about reporting back, the doctors will do that themselves" she sighed, dismissing me with her hand. Not needing to be told twice, I took my leave. I ran back to the medical wing, to see the doctors talking amongst one another. One of them looked up at me.
"Alucard, we have good news and bad news concerning Walter…" I felt my throat tighten at those words. I nodded, urging him to continue.
"The good news is that he's going to be alright and he'll be up and out of here in no time…"
"And the bad news?"
"It seems while he was captured by the Millennium Organization, they inserted a chip into his skull that emits a large electrical shock if a remote control was pressed. But there doesn't seems to a signal being transmitted to it, leading us to believe that the remote has been destroyed…but the chip itself seems to be malfunctioning and it seems to be being triggering itself, causing that reaction you saw. We don't know what exactly is triggering it" the man explained. I blinked in confusion, this has to be a joke…right?
"He hasn't woken up yet, and he probably won't for a while…that last shock did a lot of damage…but you are welcome to go and visit him" the doctor continued.
"Can't you just remove the chip?" I asked.
"No, not until we can deactivate it. But we need a specialist for that. When we called him, he said he would be able to arrive here for next week" the man replied. I just nodded and walked into Walter's room. He was still unconscious, like the doctor had said. He looked very peaceful despite the situation he was in. His short black hair was splayed out around his head like a black halo. I chuckled at this simile, considering his nickname is 'the angel of death'. Walter's face had returned to his normal skin colour, and his features looked almost angelic. Again I had to chuckle. This was almost depressing seeing my old friend like this. It was almost surreal seeing my friend that fought by my side in world war II, looked so vulnerable.
"What did those Millennium bastards do to you, Walter?" I sighed.
"I…can't…remember" came a low reply, making me jump. I looked to see Walter crack one of his steel blue eyes open. I smiled.
"Nice to see you've finally woken up" I smirked.
"I'm not an old man anymore, I don't need to sleep for that long" he yawned, rubbing his eyes.
"So…how long have I been unconscious for?" he asked.
"Three days" I replied.
"What?! Bloody hell! Integra is going to murder me!"
"I'm kidding. You've been out for three hours" I chuckled. I felt Walter punch me on my arm. The hit was very light, but I have a feeling that he put a lot of effort into the punch.
"Cor blimey! I'm as weak as a bloody kitten!" the '16' year old cried. I chuckled at his use of British idioms.
"What?" he asked, sounding confused.
"You're so British!" I laughed.
"And you're a Yankee, you're point is?" he huffed in fake annoyance.
"Actually, I'm Wallachian…which I suppose is Romanian in modern times" I replied in a matter-of-factly tone. He laughed.
"I know, I know! I'm just yanking your chain!" he laughed.
"Besides, if you're as weak as a kitten…you're young, you'll bounce back"
"Y-yeah…" he murmured, lowering his head so I wouldn't see his blush.
"Are you blushing?" I smirked.
"No! I mean yes…it's the hormones! I'm going through puberty again! For the second time…aww" he groaned. I laughed again.
"I think I prefer you like this…you're more energetic, not to mention you look more…adorable" I smirked, surprising myself. Wow, I'm shameless when it comes to flirting! Well, I suppose young Walter is kinda hot…dear god, I can't believe I'm actually thinking of my oldest friend that way! Perhaps, I'm the one who is ill…
"W-what?!" he cried, flushing even more red. Well, might as well see where this game leads us…I turned back in to my 'Girlycard' form. I looked up at Walter with a smirk. He was still looking at me with a confused look.
"Now you're not the only one, who has to deal with being a teen again" I smirked. Before I knew it, he had reached down and brought his lips to mine. It shocked me initially, but I decided to just go with it. After a few moments we drew apart.
"That was interesting…" I said in a breathless tone, he nodded. I got up and began to walk out the room. When I reached the door, I turned back to Walter.
"Welcome home, Walter" I smirked and left the room and left Walter to his own thoughts. Things are just going to get more interesting in this game we are playing…