A/N: You guys can basically ignore my first Hellsing fanfiction. Every day in my creative writing camp, we have prompts to get our minds going in the morning. Everyone's done a fanfic at some point except me, and for some reason I decided this prompt (underlined) would be my first one. For some reason I was thinking about Maxwell today. I think my explanation is longer than my piece, shit…
"It just might be you," the man says to the boy and the boy has never been quite right but he wants it to be him so he lets it go and he hides and he grows and he gets so close and then.
Well. Then, he falters. The face cracks, but it is him, and he is a man now too, and he overshadows the man who once showed him what he wanted to become and he is there, he is there.
But he falters and he cries for help, and the man says, "It was never you," and then he is a boy again and then. Nothing.