AN: here's chapter two, ready to find out more about this mysterious young girl? Well, then this is the chapter for you! Once again, I don't own Hellsing or its characters, only my oc val. Enjoy, and don't forget to review for a happy Echo, byebye!~
When morning broke, Valeriya was awakened by her door creaking open and two bodies entering.
"Good morning Miss Wilson . How are you feeling this morning?" Walter asked her.
Instead of answering his question, Valeriya's gaze was locked on the second person who had entered. Following her gaze, Walter knew why she had not answered.
"Miss Wilson , this is Miss Seras Victoria. She is a vampire and resident to the manor as well." He introduced the tall girl.
Val narrowed her eyes as she looked the newborn vampire up and down. Her short blonde hair pulled back into two ponytails. She was wearing a short yellow outfit and had her gloved hands clasped behind her back.
"She will be helping you bathe this morning." Walter said simply.
"Um… hello." He timid blonde said whilst waving one hand at the girl.
"Hello." Was Vals short reply.
"Well then, your new clean clothes are in the bathroom. And the hot bath has been drawn; now all we need to do is get you there. Then this afternoon you will meet the master." He walked casually over to the side of the bed and moved to touch her. The moment his glove clad hand made contact with her skin she jumped.
'how often is this woman going to do that?' Walter asked himself. Although he was slightly annoyed by this, he completely understood her reason for being frightened.
He waited a few seconds and lightly grabbed her arm, helping her to sit up. Valeriya hissed in pain when her legs hung off the side of the bed and her feet hit the floor.
"Seras, we're going to need to help her stand and walk."
"Right!" the tall girl came rushing over and threw her arms around Val, earning another yelp of pain.
"Oops, sorry, still getting used to my strength." She sheepishly explained.
"Newborns." Valeriya muttered. At this Walter just shook his head and smiled widely. They lifted her up and she swayed a bit. Luckily, both of her supports were ready and caught her
They led her to a large white bathroom where just as Walter had said, was s bath already drawn for her. The walls and floor were a hospital white and there was granite counter top. The faucets were shiny chrome and in the middle of the large room was the cast iron white tub.
"I believe you can handle things from here Ms. Victoria." Walter said as he slipped away from them and headed for the door.
"Yes sir!" seras saluted
"Good, I shall return to your room when everything is finished ms. Wilson." Walter smiled as he exited.
For a few minutes, seras and Val stood in silence, not sure of what to do next.
"Well, I guess these should come off then." Val said prying her blood soaked clothes from her body through gritted teeth. Seras stood in awe for a minute before covering her eyes.
When Val was ready, seras helped her into the steaming water and handed her some bathing essentials. Val took the soap and scrubbed the blood from her body. She made sure to be extra careful around her wounds. When she was sure all of the dried blood was gone from her body she moved onto her hair. It hurt to raise her arms up and as she scrubbed the caked blood from her long raven locks she had to focus on biting back tears.
Seras saw the pain on her face when she clenched her eyes shut so she decided to help out. Removing her gloves and setting them to the side she softly placed her hands on Valeriyas hair.
Valeriya was startled at the contact and jumped, causing the wound on her right shoulder to reopen.
At feeling the blood running down her chest, she gasped and looked down at it. Reaching a hand up, her fingers touched it, bringing the crimson liquid to her face to examine it. "oh no…" was the only thing she could utter to herself. She took one of the washcloths and pressed it firmly to the cut, but even still, the cloth was completely soaked within a few minutes. Not feeling the hands on her scalp any more, she turned to see where the blonde girl had gone. But when she turned she was greeted by a terrifying sight. Seras once blue eyes had turned a dark crimson colour and were locked onto the bleeding gash.
Valeriya struggled to remember the girls name as she got closer to the injured shoulder, tongue hanging out. It was clear that the draculina had been skipping out on meals recently. Valeriya was in no condition to be moving, let alone fending off a hungry draculina. A hundred names ran through her mind and finally she remembered it started with a v. she tried everything.
"umm…ver-veronica, violet, Vivienne…" suddenly it came to her. "Victoria! Stop! Please!" When seras didn't respond, she desperately cried out in a last attempt. "Help! Some one!" Someone or something must have answered her prayers as the door burst open to reveal Walter in the entry way and Alucard faded in from the adjacent wall.
Just as seras' jaw unhinged and she was ready to clamp down on Valeriya's neck, a red blur tackled her to the ground. Alucard held her up by the collar as she flailed around, trying to break free of his vice like grip.
"I'll take care of her for now." Was all he said before disappearing but Val was in a haze, therefore not catching a word of what he had said. Her grip on the cloth was forgotten as the blood soaked rag fell with a splash into the water.
Walter crept up to the side of the tub to see the horrified look on the womans face. She sat in a terrified daze, not caring that she was naked, or that she was still bleeding.
"Ms Wilson. Ms. Wilson …Valeriya ?" her attention snapped to the older male in front of her as tears rolled down her cheeks. She was suddenly aware that she was naked and he was standing beside her.
With a swift motion, she moved to cover herself up but he just gave her an apologetic smile.
"Its alright, she isn't here. Here, take this and cover up." He handed her a towel and she took it with a shaky hand, wrapping it around herself under the water so that she was no longer exposed. This proved her point. Trust no one.
"Thank you." She said just barely above a whisper.
He smiled as he washed the remainder of the soap from her hair. Making sure the bleeding had stopped, he helped lift her out of the tub and handed her a fresh towel. Like a gentleman, he turned around while she toweled herself dry and slipped on the clothes as best she could while leaning on the counter near her.
"Ok, done." She whispered still looking down. He turned and helped her lean away from the counter, taking her back to the room she had been in before this incident. She wasn't sure why she had been so scared, perhaps it was because she had only ever been bitten once, and she tried to forget that night with every ounce of sanity she had left.
Thinking of that night scared her and she absent mindedly wiped the tear from her eyes. She looked down at herself. She had to wear the same standard issue yellow shirt and skirt combo that seras had to wear. She thought of how awful she had too look, or at least how much she had to look like a bumblebee with her long black hair and yellow outfit.
She was startled when a blood pack was thrust into her vision.
"You should drink. You'll feel better." Her vision slowly lifted to look at his face. The smile she saw was a sincere one, and that seemed to comfort her, it showed that not everyone in this house was crazy.
"th…thank you…" she took the pouch and poked the straw in it. At first, Valeriya took small sips but soon found herself gulping down the whole pouch. When the first was empty, he handed her another and she gratefully accepted it.
"Please do forgive miss Victoria, she simply cannot control herself and she refuses to drink the blood we provide for her." at this Val only gave a small nod. She understood the primal hunger. She had felt it herself. "As I said you will be meeting the master and she will decide on where to place you within the ranks." He paused as she trained her eyes on him, careful to note his movements.
"Are you ready to meet the master now?" he asked after he watched her consume the rest of the pouches contents. And she gave a nod. He neared her and slipped an arm around her waist, hoisting her up. They took slow steps down the halls of the manor. This was the first time she'd seen anything other than the room where she'd slept and the luxurious bathroom. She took in the details of the house, each of the paintings were unique and beautiful, even the one of Queen Elizabeth.
When they reached a large wooden door Walter reached out a gloved hand to knock on the glossy wood.
"Enter." Was heard from the other side of the entry way. 'That's strange, that was a woman's voice.' Val thought.
Walter reached out and turned the doors handle, opening it. When he led her into the large office, he helped her to sit in a chair in front of a large mahogany desk. She stared at the blonde woman behind said desk. She had a cigar hanging from her mouth and her eyes were shrouded by thick glasses. She also had yet to look up from her paperwork.
"Sir, this is the new recruit you wished to see." Walter spoke as he took his place behind her. Alucard snickered in the corner of the room while Seras stood next to him with a sad look on her face, starring at the ground.
'Sir? What the hell?' Valeriya thought to herself.
"Very good Walter. What is your name miss?" she said in a monotone voice.
"Valeriya Wilson ma'am." She answered.
"From where do you hail?" she asked folding her hands on the desk.
"From here in London ma'am."
"When where you turned?"
This was the question Val had been dreading because she knew what question it would lead to.
"It's becoming hard to remember even though it wasn't that long ago. This is however something I do wish to forget. I believe it was the year of 1820. July 7th." She answered quietly, taking to staring at the floor.
"Very interesting, and just how did you come about this change Ms. Wilson?"
This time there was a long pause in between her answer. She decided it was best to tell the truth.
"I had just turned eighteen and I was to be married off in a few months to a wealthy noble man. I thought the world of him, even when he treated me so poorly, he was a drunk, and an angry one at that. Whenever he'd get completely smashed, he'd hit me, and beat me until I was slumped in a corned crying out of both black eyes. I would always sneak out of my home late at night, slip past the guards and race down the streets of London to my best friend's home. We'd spend hours talking about all kinds of things, marriage, kids, dresses, all the things best friends talk about late at night." A small smile played on her face, but the smile quickly faded as she recalled the rest of her story.
"I always made it home safe, and without anyone finding out, but the last time, I wasn't so lucky. I was on my way home, and I saw my fiancé in an alleyway. Of course, when he beckoned me over, I came. I didn't realize until I got over to him that he was drunk off his ass, and so were all of the other men with him, at least six of them." At this point there were tears in her eyes. "He wanted to show off for his drinking buddies, so he back handed me. I could tell he had more than human strength when I went skidding across the pavement. He pounced me, and drank my blood. Then when I was too weak to protect myself, he let all his men have a taste. Six men, one weak woman, I think you can imagine what happened next. Luckily, I blacked out just as he got off me, so I didn't have to live that night consciously." She used the back of her hand to wipe at her eyes. "I woke up the next day in the undertakers shop. I rose, found suitable clothing for a dead woman and sought my revenge. This is why I do not trust easily." He eyes wandered to each inhabitants of the room lingering on each of the men. She held her head high. She had lived, and it had made her strong.
"My, that is quite a story. I assure you that none of the men in this house will harm you, especially in such brutal and savage ways as that." She paused. "It seems I have yet to introduce myself. I am Integra Fairbrooks, Wingates Hellsing, head of the Hellsing family name, and Hellsing organization."
'So that explains the sir.' Her mind played.
"You will address me as sir Hellsing or just sir. For the next few weeks in your recovery you will assist Walter. After your recovery, you will accompany Alucard on missions." With this she looked back down at her paperwork. "You are dismissed."
Walter walked to her and gently wrapped his arm around her waist and helped her back to her room. "This is where you'll be staying from now on. Call me if you need anything." He opened the door to walk out but paused, turning back to her. "Goodnight Ms. Wilson. And welcome to Hellsing." She smiled at the door after he left. Perhaps not everyone in this place was a crazed vampire.
She crawled under the covers and got comfy. 'Huh, Walter must have taken care of the linens while I was bathing.' She mused before letting herself fall asleep.
AN: phew! There's chapter two! Valeriya has had a pretty hard life huh? Well, bad things can't last forever, so let's all go to chapter three! :D
