Sorry, I don't own Hellsing, would be nice if I did, or scary for some.
Warning now, original charters. These three show up in a lot of my fics,
so if you don't like, don't read.
She slammed her fists down on her boss' desk.
"Like hell I am!" she screamed. "It would be an entirely different story if you'd bothered to ask me if I was willing to go threw with this, but no, you just decided that you're going to order me and assume that I'd just go along with it like some trained puppy dog! You've got a serious screw loose!"
"Miss Enders, please sit down. Getting your blood boiling is not going to help you think!"
"I don't need to think! I've already made up my mind. And there is no way in hell that I'm going to let some blood sucker bite into my neck!"
"Gentlemen, you are dismissed!"
"Madam President!" one of the bodyguards began, clearly nervous.
It was a good thing for him; since she could take them both out in less then the time it took the heart to beat.
"No," she yelled, reaching into her coat and scaring the guards even more. "Consider this my resignation!" she shouted, slamming her badge and gun onto the desk.
"Both of you, leave!"
The two men both beat a hasty retreat for the door.
"Tell me Ckat, how long have you been working with us?"
"About a year now, why?"
"And in that time, you've saved my worthless ass more times then I dare count."
"Madam President, there is no ass that isn't worth saving."
"And why is that?"
"Because, the very fact that any creature has been born makes it worth it for them to live."
"And yet you eat mice."
"They serve their purpose by feeding me, and besides, I make it quick on them."
"Meal talk aside that brings me to why we want you to go through with this. You've proven to be this country's most valuable weapon; quite frankly, this country would likely be quickly taken over without your being here; and the only way any of us could think of to make you stronger would be to make you immortal."
"Translation! You guys feel almost no confidence with the up coming generations and you want to keep me around as an insurance policy and the only way you can think of to keep me around for good is to have me as a blood sucker."
"Guilty. I never can hide anything from you."
"So why do you even try?"
"Human nature, I suppose. Come now, Ckat, we're clearly not going to get anywhere tonight, so why don't you go home and get some rest? Heaven only knows when the last time you did so."
"Well, it's none of Heaven's business, either," she said, picking up her badge and gun and heading for the door.
"Oh, and Ckat."
"Ya, what?" she asked, pausing in the doorway to put on her sunglasses.
"You're still going to help him while he's here. I'll not have this mission going awry because of your single-mindedness."
"Me? Single-minded? No!" she said with a grin that showed off her feline teeth.
Ckat shut the door to her apartment, kicked of her boots, and tossed her keys onto the side table. This had not been a good day. She proceeded to the main living area. It wasn't that they had wanted her to become a vampire that had set her off, hell, she was more closely related to the vampires then to some other shifter species. It was the fact that they hadn't asked her in the first place. She sighed and took off her sunglasses. She looked at the clock, it was almost 3 a.m. She should start to getting ready for bed. She tossed her coat onto the couch and headed for the bathroom.
Ckat's blond friends lead a man wearing a red coat and hat up to her door. From his stance, one can tell that he is anything but happy.
"You're not going to hurt her to badly are you?" the blond man asked.
The man in red shook his head slightly. The woman unlocked the door and let the red-clad man past her. She shut the door once he was inside.
"He is so going to get his butt kicked!" the man mused.
"After all the years that I've known Ckat, if she's not rinsing off right now, then she's taking a soak, the only thing predictable about her," the woman stated with a giggle.
"We bad?" the man asked, holding out his fist.
"We bad," the woman responded, tapping her friend's fist with her own.
Inside the apartment, the man took off his sunglasses and allowed his crimson eyes to wander the room. His ears picked up the sound of running water coming from behind one of the doors. He approached the door and reached for the handle.
Ckat heard someone approaching her bathroom door. She got up, wrapped a towel around her body, grabbed her gun and stood ready in front of the door. She waited for it to start to open and rushed the red-clad man, clearly startling him. They struggle for a few moments, the man ending up behind her. She feels him bite into her neck and she, herself, bit down, into his gloved hand.
"Fuck!" he yelled with a start.
She took advantage of his short lapse of grip and slipped under his arms, shooting him a few times while turning around.
"That's the last time I listen to a human when they say that someone wishes to become a vampire," he looked at his hand, "And from the looks of these bite marks, you weren't human to begin with."
"No shit Sherlock!" she snapped taking aim at the man's head.
"You're a spunky little one, aren't you?"
Ckat had to fight back a chuckle. Here this guy was, calling her little when she stood almost as tall as him.
"What, may I ask, do you find so funny?"
"You, that's what."
"This is going to be fun," he grumbled, "You do realize that your towel fell off during our introduction."
"I'm aware of this," she said, relaxing and placing a hand on her hip. "Humans have the problem with nudity, not our people."
"I can see that you're also of the feline persuasion," he chuckled. "Never would have thought that you'd really be a brunette."
"How can you tell?"
He pointed as if to indicate behind her. She looked over her shoulder to see the silky black snake that was her tail.
"Oh, that."
A second's concentration and it was gone.
"Happy now?"
"Didn't care to begin with."
She glared at him for a moment before shaking her head.
"What's your name?"
"Arucard."
"Why you?"
He shrugged his shoulders.
"There aren't many true vampires left. I'm probably the only one that they were able to track down."
"Great."
"You act as though you don't care for my company."
"I don't."
"Well," he huffed, "And just what is your name? Or, will you shoot me?"
"No, I'm not going to shoot you, I'd be doing you to much of a favor if I did."
Arucard smiled to himself.
"I like you already."
"Glad to know."
"You still haven't answered my question."
"My name? Ckat. Ckat Cail Enders if you wish to be formal."
"Interesting name."
"I come from an interesting line."
"So I noticed."
"How did they track you down?"
"Through my master most likely."
"Then why did they not just send this master of yours?"
"Because, she is a human."
"A human? She? Oh, this just keeps getting better and better! So tell me this, how did a big, bad vampire such as yourself end up working for a human?" she asked in a highly mocking tone.
"I've served her family for a number of generations now, as to how I got that way, that is truly none of your business."
"That embarrassing, huh?"
She flashed a grin that he immediately knew as the same one he'd been giving his own master for eight years now. He had finally found someone who, at least personality wise, was damn near his equal. To bad she was mortal, he would just have to get her to fix that.
"It would be a tragedy if you were to die, I must say."
"Not you too!"
"I was simply stating my point of view. It's not as though a woman like you comes along everyday. In fact, you're only the second woman I've met this century with such a strong personality."
"You don't get out much, do you?"
"I don't bother talking much when I'm supposed to be working."
"But, you're talking to me right now."
"You technically are my work."
"Do you have any idea how wrong that sounded?"
"Do you realize that I don't give a damn?"
"Why am I not surprised?"
"I don't know."
"Listen, I'm going to get a little sleep before we go in for orders. And I'll worn you now, if you dare come into my room I'll shoot you someplace that it won't grow back! You got me?"
She trudged off to her room, mumbling something that Arucard didn't bather to listen to. He had been to busy looking at the tattoo of a dragon on her back and curling over to her arm. He wondered, briefly, why the outline was so sharp but the colors seemed faded. He heard her close her door and lock it. He smiled to himself; the girl wasn't as well versed about vampires as she thought she was. If he really wanted to go into her room, he wasn't going to be stopped by a locked door.
He looked around her apartment. She liked her surroundings dark and dimly lit. If only the rest of the 'modern' world were like this, he would go out more. In fact, this woman struck him as the kind of person that would convert one of her rooms into a dungeon. With that, he got up, deciding that looking around to see if he was right, it was more interesting then sitting and waiting for the feline to wake up. He paused at a room that had the smell of incense seeping out from it.
She slammed her fists down on her boss' desk.
"Like hell I am!" she screamed. "It would be an entirely different story if you'd bothered to ask me if I was willing to go threw with this, but no, you just decided that you're going to order me and assume that I'd just go along with it like some trained puppy dog! You've got a serious screw loose!"
"Miss Enders, please sit down. Getting your blood boiling is not going to help you think!"
"I don't need to think! I've already made up my mind. And there is no way in hell that I'm going to let some blood sucker bite into my neck!"
"Gentlemen, you are dismissed!"
"Madam President!" one of the bodyguards began, clearly nervous.
It was a good thing for him; since she could take them both out in less then the time it took the heart to beat.
"No," she yelled, reaching into her coat and scaring the guards even more. "Consider this my resignation!" she shouted, slamming her badge and gun onto the desk.
"Both of you, leave!"
The two men both beat a hasty retreat for the door.
"Tell me Ckat, how long have you been working with us?"
"About a year now, why?"
"And in that time, you've saved my worthless ass more times then I dare count."
"Madam President, there is no ass that isn't worth saving."
"And why is that?"
"Because, the very fact that any creature has been born makes it worth it for them to live."
"And yet you eat mice."
"They serve their purpose by feeding me, and besides, I make it quick on them."
"Meal talk aside that brings me to why we want you to go through with this. You've proven to be this country's most valuable weapon; quite frankly, this country would likely be quickly taken over without your being here; and the only way any of us could think of to make you stronger would be to make you immortal."
"Translation! You guys feel almost no confidence with the up coming generations and you want to keep me around as an insurance policy and the only way you can think of to keep me around for good is to have me as a blood sucker."
"Guilty. I never can hide anything from you."
"So why do you even try?"
"Human nature, I suppose. Come now, Ckat, we're clearly not going to get anywhere tonight, so why don't you go home and get some rest? Heaven only knows when the last time you did so."
"Well, it's none of Heaven's business, either," she said, picking up her badge and gun and heading for the door.
"Oh, and Ckat."
"Ya, what?" she asked, pausing in the doorway to put on her sunglasses.
"You're still going to help him while he's here. I'll not have this mission going awry because of your single-mindedness."
"Me? Single-minded? No!" she said with a grin that showed off her feline teeth.
Ckat shut the door to her apartment, kicked of her boots, and tossed her keys onto the side table. This had not been a good day. She proceeded to the main living area. It wasn't that they had wanted her to become a vampire that had set her off, hell, she was more closely related to the vampires then to some other shifter species. It was the fact that they hadn't asked her in the first place. She sighed and took off her sunglasses. She looked at the clock, it was almost 3 a.m. She should start to getting ready for bed. She tossed her coat onto the couch and headed for the bathroom.
Ckat's blond friends lead a man wearing a red coat and hat up to her door. From his stance, one can tell that he is anything but happy.
"You're not going to hurt her to badly are you?" the blond man asked.
The man in red shook his head slightly. The woman unlocked the door and let the red-clad man past her. She shut the door once he was inside.
"He is so going to get his butt kicked!" the man mused.
"After all the years that I've known Ckat, if she's not rinsing off right now, then she's taking a soak, the only thing predictable about her," the woman stated with a giggle.
"We bad?" the man asked, holding out his fist.
"We bad," the woman responded, tapping her friend's fist with her own.
Inside the apartment, the man took off his sunglasses and allowed his crimson eyes to wander the room. His ears picked up the sound of running water coming from behind one of the doors. He approached the door and reached for the handle.
Ckat heard someone approaching her bathroom door. She got up, wrapped a towel around her body, grabbed her gun and stood ready in front of the door. She waited for it to start to open and rushed the red-clad man, clearly startling him. They struggle for a few moments, the man ending up behind her. She feels him bite into her neck and she, herself, bit down, into his gloved hand.
"Fuck!" he yelled with a start.
She took advantage of his short lapse of grip and slipped under his arms, shooting him a few times while turning around.
"That's the last time I listen to a human when they say that someone wishes to become a vampire," he looked at his hand, "And from the looks of these bite marks, you weren't human to begin with."
"No shit Sherlock!" she snapped taking aim at the man's head.
"You're a spunky little one, aren't you?"
Ckat had to fight back a chuckle. Here this guy was, calling her little when she stood almost as tall as him.
"What, may I ask, do you find so funny?"
"You, that's what."
"This is going to be fun," he grumbled, "You do realize that your towel fell off during our introduction."
"I'm aware of this," she said, relaxing and placing a hand on her hip. "Humans have the problem with nudity, not our people."
"I can see that you're also of the feline persuasion," he chuckled. "Never would have thought that you'd really be a brunette."
"How can you tell?"
He pointed as if to indicate behind her. She looked over her shoulder to see the silky black snake that was her tail.
"Oh, that."
A second's concentration and it was gone.
"Happy now?"
"Didn't care to begin with."
She glared at him for a moment before shaking her head.
"What's your name?"
"Arucard."
"Why you?"
He shrugged his shoulders.
"There aren't many true vampires left. I'm probably the only one that they were able to track down."
"Great."
"You act as though you don't care for my company."
"I don't."
"Well," he huffed, "And just what is your name? Or, will you shoot me?"
"No, I'm not going to shoot you, I'd be doing you to much of a favor if I did."
Arucard smiled to himself.
"I like you already."
"Glad to know."
"You still haven't answered my question."
"My name? Ckat. Ckat Cail Enders if you wish to be formal."
"Interesting name."
"I come from an interesting line."
"So I noticed."
"How did they track you down?"
"Through my master most likely."
"Then why did they not just send this master of yours?"
"Because, she is a human."
"A human? She? Oh, this just keeps getting better and better! So tell me this, how did a big, bad vampire such as yourself end up working for a human?" she asked in a highly mocking tone.
"I've served her family for a number of generations now, as to how I got that way, that is truly none of your business."
"That embarrassing, huh?"
She flashed a grin that he immediately knew as the same one he'd been giving his own master for eight years now. He had finally found someone who, at least personality wise, was damn near his equal. To bad she was mortal, he would just have to get her to fix that.
"It would be a tragedy if you were to die, I must say."
"Not you too!"
"I was simply stating my point of view. It's not as though a woman like you comes along everyday. In fact, you're only the second woman I've met this century with such a strong personality."
"You don't get out much, do you?"
"I don't bother talking much when I'm supposed to be working."
"But, you're talking to me right now."
"You technically are my work."
"Do you have any idea how wrong that sounded?"
"Do you realize that I don't give a damn?"
"Why am I not surprised?"
"I don't know."
"Listen, I'm going to get a little sleep before we go in for orders. And I'll worn you now, if you dare come into my room I'll shoot you someplace that it won't grow back! You got me?"
She trudged off to her room, mumbling something that Arucard didn't bather to listen to. He had been to busy looking at the tattoo of a dragon on her back and curling over to her arm. He wondered, briefly, why the outline was so sharp but the colors seemed faded. He heard her close her door and lock it. He smiled to himself; the girl wasn't as well versed about vampires as she thought she was. If he really wanted to go into her room, he wasn't going to be stopped by a locked door.
He looked around her apartment. She liked her surroundings dark and dimly lit. If only the rest of the 'modern' world were like this, he would go out more. In fact, this woman struck him as the kind of person that would convert one of her rooms into a dungeon. With that, he got up, deciding that looking around to see if he was right, it was more interesting then sitting and waiting for the feline to wake up. He paused at a room that had the smell of incense seeping out from it.