Chapter 2
Hellsing
It was early morning when the plane touched down in Amity Park International Airport. Integra carried her own luggage and marched ahead with Seras following behind. They hailed a taxi and soon made it to the five star hotel Integra had booked them, The Excalibur Hotel. Seras looked at her Master and said, "We're seriously staying at a hotel called 'Excalibur'?" "What's wrong with that?" Integra said as the taxi drove away. "You don't see the irony of a British knight staying at the 'Excalibur'?" Seras said.
"Get the jokes out now, Police Girl," Integra dryly commented. "Do you think you'll dine at the Round Table?" Seras joked as they went in. They signed in and went up to their room where Integra put the 'Do Not Disturb' sign out. Seras sighed as she took off her prosthetic glove and revealed her true shadow arm. She spread her shadow-arm out and reached into it, pulling out her coffin and placing it on her bed. "Set your alarm for three o'clock," Integra told her as Seras started to climb in. "Alright," Seras said as she grabbed her portable alarm clock out of her suitcase and took it with her into her coffin. Seras closed the lid just as Integra started undressing to take a shower.
As per her telephoned in instructions, Integra had a white Egyptian cotton bathrobe and slippers waiting for her as she came out of the shower. She got her hairbrush out of her suitcase and started brushing her long hair; she'd had it cut to only go to the middle of her back before leaving the United Kingdom. As she brushed she thought; this is bloody ridiculous! While I'm here my men could be dying in droves! Most people would have thought that her fears were irrational, but Integra saw all the proof she needed for her fears when she looked in the mirror at the hole where her left eye used to be. Typical, my manwhoring Father managed to not have anything bad happen during his management, yet when I put everything into it I watch London burn. These thoughts filled the knight's head as she finished brushing and started braiding her hair.
The company could be worse I suppose, Integra thought as she looked at Seras's coffin, then saw that it was only 7 in the morning.
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Danny and Sam were lying on their bed after reacquainting each other with the more physical aspects of marriage since morning. The doorbell rang and Sam sighed as she got up. "You just stay right there, I'm not done with you yet," she told Danny as she got a night robe and her panties on. "Yes ma'am," Danny said with a smirk as he laid back. Sam grumbled about Danny's fans as she opened the door to see Sir Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing!
"Umm…" Sam said, suddenly feeling very self-conscious. Though part of her shock was because Sir Hellsing was wearing skinny jeans and a short sleeved blue shirt that she never imagined HER of all people ever wearing and her hair was in a braid. "Errr…is this a bad time?" Sam saw Seras behind Integra, blushing furiously. "No, no, just give us a few minutes to get ready," Sam said, inviting them in. She made a new land speed record for a woman in a night robe as she ran up the stairs to hers and Danny's room. "OH MY GOD THEY'RE HERE!" Sam yelled as she burst through the door. "THEY WERE COMING TODAY!?" Danny yelled back as he tripped off the bed. "Shower, clothes, GO!" Sam practically screamed as her and Danny scrambled to get ready to greet their guests.
Hellsing
"Well this is certainly awkward," Seras commented as she took a seat on the couch next to Integra. "It could be worse," Integra said. "I doubt that," Seras said. It smells like a brothel in here, Pip commented inside Seras's head. Didn't need to know that Pip, Seras said to him. Better get used to the smell if you get what you wa-OW! Merde Mignonette! Pip wisely decided to stop talking then. "Anyway, how was the room?" Seras asked Integra to get her mind off Pip's dirty thoughts.
"Top notch, as expected. I don't know if I'll be dining at the Round Table yet," Integra said. "Integra, you need to eat more, you're already underweight," Seras chided. "And since when have you been checking my weight?" Integra asked with a small smirk. "Um…err, well…" Seras was saved from explaining herself when Danny and Sam walked down. Sam had her hair down and was wearing a black short sleeved shirt and purple jeans with black combat boots and Danny was wearing a red short sleeve shirt with a white circle in the center and regular blue jeans with red sneakers. "Sorry, we totally forgot that you were coming today," Danny said as they came down.
"It's alright, Daniel. I should have called to tell you we arrived this morning," Integra told him. "This must be different for you, having a vacation," Sam said. "You have no idea," Integra said with a sigh, "This is the first real vacation I've had in years." "We'll try to make it worth it," Sam said as she and Danny got up and led Seras and Integra out of their house. "So bright," Seras complained and got out a pair of sunglasses. "Can't be helped Seras. Maybe you should have come later in the evening?" Danny suggested. "I don't know what I'd do with myself if we waited that long Danny, fact is that I wanted to be out in daylight, it makes me feel human again," Seras told him.
The four of them walked on until they reached the statue that was erected after Danny saved the world from Disasteroid. "Do you really want to see this museum?" Danny asked. "After seeing that face, of course," Integra said. "Damn," Danny sighed as they walked in. There's something he's hiding, Integra noticed. The way Danny's shoulders were set just a little lower, his head angled just slightly down, she could tell eh was hiding something, something related to their shared line of work fighting vampires. Integra recognized the signs; she had seen them in many of her men over the years.
Integra watched Danny closely as they walked through the museum, taking in all the old videos of his adventures growing up. But she noticed that Danny barely registered them. He'd comment on some mistakes he was recorded making, laugh at others, but Integra could tell that it wasn't genuine. They finally arrived at a portion of the museum showing various pictures children drew of Danny and his adventures. Danny took one look at them and said, "I gotta go to the bathroom," and practically sprinted to the bathroom.
Sam looked after him concerned and said, "I thought this would happen." "What happened to him?" Seras asked, she had noticed Danny acting strangely as well. "I don't know, specifically," Sam said as the three women went over to a café at the museum and sat down. "I know it has something to do with last week," Sam told them. "I heard, an entire bus of children and adults was killed, 'terrorist attack'," Integra said, putting emphasis on 'terrorist'. "Danny couldn't save them, but it's more than that. I think he saw something, something…bad," Sam said, "I wish he would tell me, he can't bottle this up."
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Danny threw up for the third time since he got into the stall. The Blood. The Smell of Corpses. The Blood on the Walls. Danny dry-heaved for two minutes straight as he remembered the scene he witnessed in Wisconsin. He remembered the names. There were 38 children that would never know adulthood and the 10 adults who were supposed to take care of them. All their names flooded through his head as he held onto the toilet like it was a life raft. One in particular rang through his skull like a funeral bell. Chris Woode, the name of the boy he had killed himself.
Danny let go of the toilet when he heard it start to creak from how tight he was squeezing it and walked out of the stall and sucked in some water from the sink to get the taste of vomit out of his mouth then cleaned his face to try to refocus. After cleaning up Danny fought his thoughts down, and went back to where Sam, Seras, and Integra were before his episode.