Another One shot. This based loosly off the poem below. Read and Review, hopefully enjoy too!

Disclaimer: Hellsing and Related things are not mine.


I give you the end of a golden thread,
Only wind it into a ball,
It will let you in at Heaven's Gate
Built in Jerusalem's Wall.

--William Blake

Integra often wandered. She found her way around the mansion quite easily, but when it came time to wander the grounds she found herself becoming close to lost every time. She finally compromised herself by collecting a ball of yarn, dyed golden yellow, from a basket in a basement room. The color had remained bright from the lack of sunlight and Integra found that she loved the little ball of yarn. It was perfect for her excursions. She collected it from it's basket and carried it with her up the stairs and outside.

Once outside she tied it around a tree branch, like the tree was trying to remember something, and began her trek. The forest always held something beautiful and magical for her to explore. Rabbits scurried and birds sang. The grass felt soft under her feet and as she disappeared into the thick wood only her golden yarn shined. As the clouds moved over the forest and began dropping large raindrops, her yarn shined on. When Integra ran to the end and found herself no where near home and only a golden string in her hand she fretted and hid under a tree.

She wished for help.

And so, along he came once more. He untied her thread from where the tree held it, and the tree immediately forgot whatever it was trying to remember. He followed it, rolling it into a ball as he went. Then, he approached her and smirked as he moved under her tree. Integra looked up at her vampire and frowned.

"It began raining," she began and looked at his hand. He held her yarn and she held her end up.

"Is this Heaven's gate?" Alucard asked with his smooth voice.

"What?" Integra inquired and looked at him. "Where is Heaven's gate?"

"At the end of the golden thread," he said, but seemed unsure of why he had. Integra looked the thread in her hand over and then back at Alucard. "Inside Jerusalem's wall"

"Is that why you followed it?"

"Curiosity is why I followed it, my lady. The question was merely and out loud thought, really," Alucard said and sat next to her.

Integra took the ball of yarn from the vampire and wrapped her end around it, tucking it safely into the ball of yarn. Then she sat quietly and waited for the rain to stop. The vampire sat next to her, much the same way. Integra looked at him and smiled then.

"Why were you looking for the Gate?"

"I don't know," he said very plainly and turned to her, looking his master in the eye. "I suppose I am always looking for something."

"Why?"

"Because I've been alive for over five hundred years," he told her and looked at the wet forest again.

"No, but what's the point?" Integra asked and looked at him again. Egging him on. His answers were not satisfying her.

"I suppose the point is that when I find God's Gate to Heaven I can ask him for something," he said.

"For what?"

"Humility. Humanity. Honesty and destruction. More Golden thread to take me to places where I shall find these things. Most of all, most of all, Mercy."

Integra went quiet and no more words were exchanged between them before the rain stopped and they walked back to the manor. When they entered the great hall Integra turned to her Vampire and shoved the golden yarn in his hands, before scurrying away to her bedroom to change into warm clothing.

Alucard looked down at it and smirked. It seemed that the thread had indeed led him somewhere.