HELLSING: New Blood
I was born,
I can die just as easily,
I'm only a tool to destroy my enemies.
Or am I to be used differently?
Disclaimer: I do not own Hellsing or any of its characters. I only own the base plot of this story and the original character.
Footnote: Hello everyone! I am currently back a reworking. I fix this chapter up a little and is currently working on the second. It should be up very soon. Thanks for being SO patient.
A familiar. That is what I am. Nothing more, nothing less. I am born from my Master's will and body. I am a tool to be used for battle and to serve the Hellsing family as he does. My Master told me he would give me a name. He gave me the name of Spreite Kaiser, it means Blade Ruler. My Master ordered me to wait in this strange human's office, I was to wait for the human woman that he calls Master.
A woman walked into the office, swiftly noticing Spreite standing in the middle of the room, as she was not facing the entering woman. The woman crossed in front of Spreite, as Spreite watched the woman's steps as she crossed, not holding any emotion in either woman's face. The woman walked briskly and strong, only to sit down harshly at her desk.
"So you're Alucard's minion." She stated harshly, while lighting a cigar.
"Yes, Sir Integra," Spreite bluntly said back to her.
Integra cocked an eyebrow, gazing down at Spreite in authority. "How old are you, child," Asked Integra.
Spreite's face remained emotionless, "However old Master is, Spreite is. We are the same, and when ever Master wishes, Master can unmake Spreite." She stated.
Integra looked on at the girl in front of her with annoyance. Not because she was giving her emotionless look, which oddly reminded Integra of Alucard; but for Spreite's short and blunt answers.
"Walter," Said Integra, looking to the office doors, waiting for the man to enter.
The older man walked in, "Yes, Sir Integra?" He said, bowing slighting, looking to Integra.
"I want you to look after this girl until Alucard and Seras returns from their mission." She ordered.
"Yes, Sir," Said Walter, then looked to Spreite.
He was shocked to see that the girl Integra was referring to was a young girl with the appearance of a thirteen year old. She had very long slick black hair that seemed to end just below her knee line. When Spreite looked to Walter, anything that could have shocked him was her unearthly ice blue eyes.
"What is your name, child?" He asked kindly.
"Spreite. It is Spreite Kaiser." She said, turning fully towards him.
She was wearing simple black slacks, a white collared dress shirt, a black vest, and a black tie. She looked very professional, Alucard must have dressed her, Walter concluded, but her clothes was much to big for her. What interested him more was the sliver Hellsing cross that hung on her tie happily. Her blue eyes flashed at him, they held a fierceness he knew all to well.
"Well come with me, Spreite." He ordered.
Spreite nodded and quickly shuffled behind Walter. As he walked around the household doing whatever chore that needed to be done, she stayed right behind him. She was out of his way, but right behind him none the less; despite her having to hike up her sleeves.
"Spreite." He said looking to the child vampire familiar.
"Yes, Walter, sir?" She said, looking up at him, her fangs gleamed when they caught the light.
"What has Alucard ordered you to do?" Asked Walter; while he facing her.
"He has told Spreite to protect the household and its inhabitants from any outside assault." She responded as quickly as he asked.
Walter just looked on at this young girl, of course, he wasn't certain that this girl could protect anyone, let alone herself. Although, he was her age, by what she appears, when he fought the true undead.
She quirked an eyebrow, "Do you think Spreite can not protect what Master has ordered Spreite to do?" She said, as her voice cutting through the air like a knife.
Before Walter could answer her, a phone rang throughout the room. He turned away from Spreite to answer, "Walter! Where the hell are you! We're being attacked by what appears to be a copycat of the Valentine Brothers!" He heard Integra snarl.
When he looked to were Spreite should be standing, she wasn't, "We're right on it, Madam." He said, and then quickly hung up the receiver.
Walter rushed out from the room to outside; Spreite was standing quietly and still. The ghouls were already coming through the gate, she only stared them off. One had fully made it through and charged at her. Out of instinct, Walter ran up to fend off the ghoul, only to be cut by the ghoul's blade weapon. His blood from the large cut splattered the ground as he finished off the offending ghoul, Spreite's eyes moved to the blood.
"Walter, sir. You were wondering if Spreite could protect Hellsing, is that correct?" She asked, looking to him.
An army of ghouls were climbing and slamming themselves against the gate that held them at bay.
He glanced back from her to the ghouls, "Yes I was, against an undead army of that size? My answer would be yes, Spreite." He said.
Spreite let out a heavy sigh, leaning down, she dragged her thin fingers through his blood, followed by straighten herself "Spreite would have to change that." She said as she begun lick the blood off her fingers.
When she finished, the sound of bones cracking came to Walter's ears. Her small body had a red hue aura around her. Her hair became more wild and her body begun to grow older and taller. Bones popped, skin begun to tan slightly, arms and legs grew longer. Her clothes stretched and tighten around her body. Her pants cling to her changing woman figure, making the pants into capris, showing the Black English boots she wore. The white dress shirt had tighten and showing off her hourglass figure and ample bust line. The vest helped the imagination.
Shifting her weight, she faced Walter, "How about now, Walter, sir?" She said as she loosens her tie around her neck to fit her.
Her hair hung in front of her face, taking her hand and running it through her now wild black hair, reviled something new besides her body's appearance. Two blood red eyes shined at him filled with a deep luster.
"May I remove the trash from the lawn, Walter, sir?" She said, bowing to him slightly, her voice clearly strong German.
Walter only gazed on in shock to see that this once a child, is now a woman in front of him, "Sir. I can not stay in this form for long. Only four hours. Should I dispose of the filth, now, sir?" She asked, demanding an answer from the man.
Her eyes flashed reminding Walter again of him. "Yes, Spreite, but what about a weapon? Your Master has his guns, so what about you?" He asked.
She smirked, then walked in front him so her back faced Walter, "There is a reason why I tasted your blood, sir." She said, racking her nimble fingers through her hair; she had pulled many strands of hair, "Now please excuse me, sir, I must go to work." She added, and then dashed off.
Walter stared then begun to chuckle, "You knew I would figure out who she's based off of didn't you, Alucard." He mused, "You sneaky bastard."
Hmmm. A familiar? Walter seems quite impressed by her so far. Let's see how this will turn out. I wonder what Alucard will think when he realizes that Spreite is following Walter around. Anyway. Take is away Spreite!
Spreite: Spreite asks you to please read and review.
Walter: Yes, please do.
Seras: Who's the squirt?
Alucard: She's your older sibling. *chuckles*
Seras: WHAT? Older!
Me: Later everyone!