I'm at college. I'm bored. I'm obsessed with Hellsing.

I know! Let's write Hellsing fanfiction!

Muchlovex;

A very bored Kitsune.


Sir Integral Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing scrutinized the young redheaded woman who stood before her desk with cold blue eyes. She then turned her gaze to the papers that lay on her desk.

The woman who stood in front of the desk fidgeted a bit. Sir Hellsing was scary. The woman had to wonder why she was seeking employment here again…? Then she remembered the chaotic events leading up to the termination of her last job and had to suppress a grin.

"So, Miss Varner, why are you seeking employment at the Hellsing Organization?" inquired Integra calmly.

The redhead shrugged. "Needed something to do that would better suit my… tendencies… than my previous job."

Integra looked down at the woman's file. Her previous job had been in America in the armed forces. Apparently, she had joined right out of high school. However, she was kicked out due to being overly violent and something of a pyromaniac. Integra was mildly surprised, but didn't show it. Going on the woman's looks alone, she appeared to be the type who wouldn't hurt a fly. But then again, appearances could be deceiving…

"So, you are of a slightly violent bent and have pyromaniac tendencies?" asked Integra.

"You could say that," replied the redhead, "but I think whoever wrote my file was being too blunt and leaving out crucial details."

"Crucial details?"

"Like the fact that I was being harassed by oversexed males and that the burning down of the barracks was an accident. I simply dropped my lighter over an inopportune place in the struggle."

Integra nodded and made a few notes on Miss Varner's file. "You do realize that the work here will be incredibly dangerous and occasionally life-threatening?"

The redhead's eyes narrowed and, for a moment, appeared to change from bright blue to a more green color. "I can deal with that."

"Alright then," said Integra. "Due to the great shortage in staff, you are hired. Walter will see you to your room."

As if on cue, Walter poked his head into the room. "Miss Varner, if you would follow me, please."

The redhead nodded and followed Walter out of the room.

Integra sighed as Miss Varner left. She hoped she had done the right thing in hiring the woman; she had no family listed and it would mean less paperwork if she died, which was a plus in Integra's book. She had taken the woman's 'tendencies' into account in her decision to hire the redhead, and the value of someone who had some combat training and a few destructive tendencies would be beneficial, given that the 'tendencies' could be exercised in a way that wouldn't damage property. Her property, anyway.

As the redhead followed Walter to her new chambers, she observed the mansion with interest. "The architecture is beautiful," she commented.

"That it is, Miss Varner," replied Walter.

"Belle, please," said the redhead. "I like to be called Belle."

"Belle, then," said Walter as he continued to lead the newcomer to her room.

After a bit more walking, Walter stopped in front of a door. "This will be your room. Your things should be here within the week, but until then, you have basic furnishings."

Belle's blue eyes scanned the room. It held only a bed, a dresser, and a nightstand. "It will do," she said softly as she stepped inside.

Walter nodded. "I'll have your bag brought up momentarily," he said, leaving the woman to explore her new room.

Meanwhile, Alucard had appeared from the shadows in his master's office.

"No, you may not bother, frighten, harm, or in any other way emotionally, psychologically or physically scar the new recruit," said Integra before Alucard could say a word.

"You ruin my fun, Master," said Alucard, pouting.

"And you give me a headache. It's only fair."

Without another word, Alucard phased through the wall and down a few floors. His master hadn't said anything against just saying hello…

For once, Alucard decided to knock instead of simply phasing through the door of the new recruit's room. Integra had said not to psychologically scar the new recruit. However, after knocking, he simply opened the door without waiting for it to be opened by the occupant of the room.

"You're not the butler," said the tall redheaded woman who was stretched catlike on the bed doodling on a scrap of paper as she looked up from her drawing to stare at Alucard.

"Obviously," snorted Alucard.

"So, who are you, then?" asked the woman as she went back to her doodling, seemingly not bothered by Alucard's presence.

"I'm…" he had to pause for a moment to think of a title that wouldn't frighten the recruit (as per Integra's orders). "Hellsing's top agent."

Belle nodded. "I'm the newbie. Name's Belle."

"Alucard! What are you doing here?" asked Walter as he came down the hall, Belle's overnight bags in tow.

"Introducing myself," said Alucard simply.

"You have a funny name, by the way," commented Belle, who had paused in her doodling to relieve Walter of her bags.

Alucard's eye twitched.

Walter suppressed a grin.

"Well, if introductions are over, I'd like to be going to bed," said Belle as she set her bags in her new room.

Walter nodded and wandered off to go do butler-y things.

Alucard sulked away, slightly grumpy about the comment on his name and trying to figure out something he could do to the new recruit that wouldn't violate any of Integra's rules. He had to test her, after all.