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Professional Concern
Integra dismissed the soldiers, watching them leave with more than a few of their number looking as if they might be ill. After the door shut with a soft click Integra gazed down at the report in front of her, attempting to judge the situation she now faced. She knew something had happened on the mission but she hadn't imagined this. The file was opened to a picture of the target, Nathaniel Simmons, a Freak chipped vampire. Up until this evening he had only been suspected of kidnapping children from several nearby locales, as they had no proof. According the report, the squad and Alucard had happened upon the vampire at the same moment and caught him in the middle of…violating a young teenage boy and it had been very obvious that the boy was not there by choice. The troops weren't quite sure what happened, all they knew was that something in Alucard appeared to have snapped, which is quite a step when most of the troops and staff already considered him quite insane. What descriptions of his actions she did manage get out of the men suggested that saying he had gotten quite violent was a gross understatement. Apparently his actions tonight made his previous brutality look humane; apparently something to do with his wolves, the young vampire's internal organs and quite a bit of screaming.
Though the troops didn't know what caused Alucard to react in such a manner, Integra could all too clearly see what had transpired. Without a doubt the scene of the boy being raped had dredged up his memories of a similar experience of his own. No doubt this vampire had gotten the full brunt of what the older vampire had always longed to release upon the Sultan Murad II.
She couldn't blame him for the actions he had taken, had she been in the situation Integra couldn't say with certainty how she would have reacted. However to do so in front of human troops, fully knowing how they would react to such violence bothered her. She would definitely have to address this with him. That decided Integra stood from her desk, taking a moment to roll her shoulders slightly, attempting to relieve some of the kinks that had worked into the muscles. Glancing out the window she noted the full moon that hung low and bloated in the sky, bathing the countryside in shimmering, pale light. With a nod to herself Integra started for the roof, his usual haunt on nights such as this.
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The frigid winter air bit into her through her suit jacket as soon as she opened the door, seeping into her body, making her bones ache. 'I'm too young to feel this old.' Integra thought to herself as she made her way over to the hunched figure of her servant. His hands clenched the cement ledge as he leaned out over its edge, his face into the wind as if he were catching the scents that rode upon it. The wind's invisible fingers caught his coat and whipped it up behind him, revealing the tense lines of his body, as he stood as if poised to strike at any moment. He looked positively feral and it sent something thrilling through Integra that she suppressed as she came up next to him, arms crossed in a gesture that was just as much to retain heat as it was to look reproachful.
"I hear that things got a little out of hand this evening."
"Where did you hear that?" He asked, his voice guttural, rasping somewhere low in his throat. Integra started to fish in her pockets for a cigar, wanting the excuse to have some sort of warmth out in the chilled night.
"The soldiers just filed their report with me." She paused to light the rolled tobacco before continuing, "And you've confirmed it, with your actions now and with the bloodlust that surged into my mind earlier." He made a gruff noise that could have been a chuckle.
"I didn't realize I had projected my thoughts that strongly." Integra made a disgusted noise, leaning over to brace her elbows against the building's ledge.
"Bloody hell Alucard, I nearly blacked out going up the stairs because of it. I doubt you were realizing much at the moment. It's still burning in the back of my mind, so I know that Freak's demise didn't even begin to scratch the surface of what you're feeling." She exhaled slowly, prolonging the draining of the smoke from her lungs. "However we need to talk about how your actions have affected my troops."
"They will recover." He informed her as he took a long, unneeded breath of cold air.
"The last thing I need is the troops being unable to work with you or Seras when assigned to the same missions. By morning the whole barracks will be positively swimming with the story." Integra watched him from the corner of her eye; it was then that she realized that he hadn't blinked during the entire conversation.
"This has nothing to do with the Police Girl and they have no right to judge me or my actions. That thing deserved every minute of agony that it received."
"I don't disagree with either point Alucard, however my responsibility is to look after the welfare of my men. This evening has forced me to give the whole squad a five day reprieve in their duties, and I now have a group of soldiers that are too frightened to sleep or that will spend the entire night vomiting because of your display."
He didn't respond to her, he just continued to look out over the grounds. She noted the way his eyes dilated as the wind kicked up again and she felt the bloodlust spike through their link. Integra sighed as she stood, extinguishing her cigar on the cement before flicking it from her hand and over the side. She turned and walked started to walk away, stopping at the door that led back into the mansion.
"Go hunting tonight Alucard." She heard the heels of his boots scrap on the concrete as he turned sharply to look at her. "That should allow you to release some of this aggression. The only restrictions I put on you is that there be only one prey and that you be back by dawn. We'll discuss tonight's events tomorrow."
"Master." He uttered the word like he didn't know what to do with it; should it be a question or an acknowledgement? Without turning to face him she pulled open the door, letting the heat wash over her before saying over her shoulder.
"As I said, I look after my men." She felt something shift in him through their connection before his presence dissipated from her senses. Integra allowed the door to slam shut behind her as she went down to resume her work.
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Sometime later Integra slept in her bed, cocooned in the heavy blankets against the winter cold that managed to seep into the mansion. She stirred slightly when the sensation of something cold slid across the skin of her face in a sweeping motion, as if brushing hair from her cheeks before a voice at the edge of her consciousness whispered, 'Thank you, Integra.' Sleepily she cracked her eyes open to find herself alone in the room, but with the pale light of dawn trying to creep in through the drapes. With a small smile Integra snuggled back into her blankets, seeking a bit more sleep before life forced her awake again.
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AN: this was inspired by the new chapter to the Hellsing manga, in which we find that Alucard (as Vlad Dracula) being raped as a human child is cannon.
There may be a second part to this, of Alucard somehow reciprocating the gesture. Maybe.
I would love to know what you all think of this. After all, if I get no feedback, how can I get better, ne?
