As the night became morning the house continued to be as quiet as before, while the blonde woman remained on her side and stared at the wall mere inches from her nose. In the palm of her hand she rolled the jar of dirt gently, it was warm here, a sensation she had long since grown to live without whilst living in the chapel basement. Slowly shutting her eyes Evelyn grew weary and began to fall asleep, it was peaceful here, perhaps she would stay a while longer than she had first anticipated.
By day Evelyn would sleep on top of her bookshelf, and by night she would head out into the wilderness and catch deer, rabbits or foxes to eat before heading back inside to hide amongst the books and scattered papers which seemed to pile high and then vanish all at once that next morning. Living like this for up to a week now the vampire had not over stepped her boundaries and left the room, she was aware of the numerous people living in this house, and the last thing she wanted was for them, who still remained ignorant to her presence, to find her now.
The silence which enveloped the estate was a nice change of pace for her, the chapel had always either been littered with the sound of people talking or the shuddering noise of howling when the wind knocked off of all four walls. The library where she lay was also dry and the air was clean, neither water nor rotten deer had stepped foot in this room. Glancing at her skin after obtaining her necessary kill of the night one quiet evening Evelyn wondered if she could dangerously wander the estate in search of a place to bathe whilst everyone else slept.
Drifting across the ceiling as nothing more than harmless mist that no one could see Evenlyn found a bathroom far from the main corridor and outside of the eyes and ears of the people living in the mansion. It was there that she quietly ran herself a bath and slowly submerged herself into it, and as the water lost its once clear appearance and became murky she then sunk underneath the water and began to lay against the bottom in silence. With her eyes shut she found peace there, the chain which kept the water from going down the plughole rattling against the base of the bathtub and echoing up towards her ears.
Laying there peacefully Evelyn stilled when she heard something and opened her eyes to look up. The water was too murky to see through however, and to her luck it was the same for the person peering over the bath.
"What the hell?" they asked, their arm reaching into the bath to pull the plug out of the drain. "Who used my bath?" they then protested, leaving as Evelyn puller herself from the water and slowly peered out from behind the shower curtain. Before they could come back the woman turned to mist and hid herself in the drain which just was above the filling line and designed to try stop the water from overflowing.
It was there that she remained hidden until the woman's bathwater began to create steam, the room beginning to mist over and allow Evelyn to meld into the steam as she came drifting out of the drain, around her head and up into the air. Looking down upon her the vampire examined the woman quietly, she was moderately young in appearance, with platinum blonde hair and slightly tanned skin. Had she not been undressed before her then she would have almost mistaken her for a man, however. This woman almost reminded her of herself when she was alive, a thought that made her blood grow cold as sensation of envy overcome her.
Leaving the bathroom to go back into hiding Evelyn lay on her back, her transition into mist removing the moisture from her skin in the process and leaving her as dry as before. Running her fingers through her hair the vampire allowed her blue to green eyes to go out of focus as she began to mentally drift elsewhere. Entering a state of slumber which was akin to dreaming, though as a vampire she was incapable of such things as sleep, Evelyn drifted off as morning rose above the estate. All remained quiet for a few more days after that before Evelyn awoke with a state to the sound of gunfire and an explosion.
Confused the vampire sat up and looked around, her ears pricking up to the sound of marching just through the wall below her. Confused she turned to mist and went to investigate, remaining out of sight once she was out in the corridor. Below her were ghouls, all of which were armoured and marching down the corridor. Confused she followed them and came upon a blonde girl at the end of the hallway with an impossibly large gun in her hands, which she was firing off in rapid succession to try kill the ravenous undead coming towards her.
Seeping upwards towards more gunfire Evelyn came upon a room filled with numerous men and the woman she had seen in the bathroom a few nights ago, her body drifting up towards the ceiling as she observed the vampire stood at the door with a gun lifted up towards them. Gazing upon her expression Evelyn could not help but feel that that was her stood there at gun point, for the second time that week an old and forgotten sensation arose within her, this time a feeling of anger. Without truly thinking about it Evelyn's body came rushing through the air and took form, her sharp, knife like nails cutting into his wrist and forcing him to drop his gun.
Confused the vampire looked at the strange smog, which had turned partially red from his blood intertwining into it, hit the wall and explode out across the flat surface, scattering the blood it picked up on the wallpaper.
"What the hell?" he snapped, putting the gun into his other hand quickly as the group he had been cornering just looked at the mist with as much confusion as him. Quickly Evelyn regrouped and lunged back towards him, this time aiming for his throat. Not quite hitting her target Evelyn slashed his chest open and hit the floor, her hand turning back into mist in the process, but not before the human woman had seen it.
There was another rogue vampire here? Albeit not on the enemy's side it certainly did not please Integra to know that even more of them had bypassed security and were now in her house.
"Fucking…" the vampire hissed, glowering bitterly at the mist. He could not exactly shoot something translucent, leaving him utterly vulnerable to its constant attacks. Deciding to regroup and come back when his ghouls had gotten here the vampire tried to leave, only for the door to slam shut in his face. Gritting his teeth he then pointed his gun back towards Integra, intent on shooting her before he could be hit again.
However, despite several bullets being fired they did not meet their target, and instead stopped midair as the mist caught them, the flinching group slowly coming out of their cowering positions to watch as the bullets turned around and went hurtling back towards the vampire. Not as fast as he would have thought himself to be the bullets pierced his skin and soon enough he succumbed to the stray bullet which hit him in the heart, his body collapsing against the floor with a heavy thud.
They were not entirely sure who, or what, had saved them, but the committee were glad to see the vampire dead as the mist began to come together and take the form of a young blonde woman with pale skin and a strangely calming expression. Slowly she turned her attentions away from the vampire's corpse to bore her gloomy features into Integra.
"Are you alright?" she asked gently, checking her decaying wedding dress had not been ruined by any of the vampire's blood.
"Yes." Integra replied, not completely sure why this vampire had saved her, or who she was for that matter.
"There are ghouls outside. Please stay here." Evelyn uttered softly, slowly becoming fog from the feet upwards as she walked towards the shut door and seeped through the cracks to avoid letting anything else into the room.
"You told me there were only two vampires in your care." one of the men scolded Integra, not sure if she could be glad or angry about this third one.
"I don't claim any knowledge of that one." she responded calmly, her gaze narrowing.
Outside Evelyn had gone down the corridors killing the ghouls which wandered them to the best of her abilities, with no combat skills all she could really do was try cut off their heads and hope they stayed dead. Floating down the corridor like a ghost she had taken to simply slashing her hands back and forth in great succession, and as she past a corridor she flinched when something shot her in the head and took out one half of her face. Turning, surprised, she gazed at the blonde from before with the giant gun, who seemed to look at her with just as much shock as her face mended itself and returned to normal. Such a thing she had only ever seen Alucard do.
Aiming her gun again she paused when the strange woman her had wrist grabbed and was yanked down amongst the ghouls, the mindless drones trying to claw at her before Evelyn turned to mist and drifted out across the floor to escape. Deciding she would concern herself with whoever the hell that was later the young vampire began shooting at the zombies when they turned on her, having lost their initial prey.
Finding more ghouls near the main entrance Evelyn had went about killing them, her once blue to green orbs having turned red as she activated the little vampiric powers she had to keep herself on the ball. Though they were slow, and easily killed with a swift hand through their head, they still had guns and were firing them at her from all angles as she flicked from one side of the room to the next, taking them out in no particular order.
"Fast little thing, aren't you?" someone enquired quietly to themselves, having been to see Integra only to be told to go search for this mysterious blonde vampire, only to then be told by Seras that she had seen her but a group of ghouls had eaten her.
Ghouls certainly had not done such a thing however, as there she was, levitating off of the ground and slaughtering everything below her in such a way that he acknowledged was amateurish at best. Having her dress snagged the vampire seemed to grow confused as she was dragged backwards, or at least she was until Alucard shot the ghoul's hand off, taking out part of her ruined dress in the process.
"Who wears a wedding dress to a fight." he murmured, allowing a grin to etch its way up his face.
Aiming his gun up towards her he considered nullifying the threat whilst she was busy killing the ghouls, though he hesitated when he remembered that Integra demanded he keep her alive for questioning. It was not every day that a rogue vampire willingly came to the Hellsing estate, saved the leader of a vampire culling organisation, and then stuck around to clean up the mess. Even after one of the people she was helping shot her in the head. To tell the truth even he was curious as to what her intentions were.
Deciding it was time he took out these ghouls, as she was not doing it as quickly as Integra probably would have liked, Alucard began firing at the ghouls, though she did not seem put off enough to leave as she kept on stabbing at them. Part of him questioned if she had gone into a form of berserker mode from all of the blood, a pathological state which affected all vampires not used to the sight or smell of blood, but it just seemed that she was venting moderate anger out on them for some unknown reason.
Once they were all dead Evelyn took a moment to rest, her head turning slightly to check if anymore were coming through the doors or hallways. Curiously the blood from the undead began to drift away from their bodies and lead up towards the vampire that had been helping her cull the ghouls for the past few minutes. All of it then disappearing underneath his feet as he leeched up the crimson liquid. Beginning to grow transparent Evelyn examined him one last time before she ultimately vanished, her body drifting off through the air to join the night air outside.
Integra was not pleased to say the least, not only had the ghouls made an absolute mess of her home but Alucard, who she had entrusted with the safe capture of the rogue vampire, had allowed her to escape. He could not even give her a reasonable explanation for it either, other than that she had turned into fog and had vanished out the door.
In truth Evelyn had not gotten far, she had simply gone to find food after exerting most of her energy and had then went back to the study she had been residing in to recuperate. Waking one mid-afternoon to the sound of talking Evelyn gave the wall a hazy stare as she listened to them converse with someone.
"I finally figured out who that vampire was, I knew I recognised her description from somewhere. She appeared on a supernatural television show from a month back." the voice uttered, pulling down books from the shelf near to them. "If my memory serves me correctly she's the same girl who went missing sixty years ago." they continued, while she carefully peered out from the shadows to look at him.
There as a device held to his face from what she could tell, her eyes slowly following him around as he wandered the room.
"So I did some more research into it, and the predecessor to the Hellsing organisation ran the operation which killed the culprits associated with the events leading up to her disappearance." he explained, causing Evelyn's eyes to widen. Did they have something to do with the unknown whereabouts of her fiancé's body? "My guess is she came here looking for answers, taking the attack on the estate as an opportunity to infiltrate." he continued, pushing open an old book which documented the vague events from that day sixty years ago.
For a moment he grew quiet, the person on the other side of the phone speaking to him.
"No, we don't know for sure, or if she even got what she was looking for. We don't even know where she is now." he explained, ruffling the short locks of hair at the back of his head. "Sure, if you get any information on her whereabouts then call me." he continued, saying his goodbyes before hanging up his call to continue searching through the pages for any additional information he might not have known about.
Curious herself Evelyn took her misted form and came to loom above him, her eyes scanning the pages quickly as he mumbled to himself in thought. Evelyn had been so busy reading that she had not noticed the presence of another person entering the room, they expression dropping as they stared upon the ghost like woman floating above the man's head.
"G-Ghost…" the much younger man stammered, gaining his friend's attention as she vanished before he could properly turn and look up at what he was pointing at.
"What?" the ebony haired man asked, slightly confused.
"There was a ghost… a woman floating above your head!" he gasped, looking around the room as his friend gave him a sceptical stare.
"I think you need to lie down." he murmured, going back to reading through the journal.
Once he was gone Evelyn had gone back to trying to read from the book again, while the man went to pick up his beverage and take a sip, his eyes boring down upon the reflection of a woman looming above him. Gasping the turned to look, thoroughly confused when he found that she was gone. Reaching up his hand to touch his forehead the man sighed, now he needed to lay down. Later on the man went about telling his friends about the trick his mind had played on him, however Integra, who had overheard, was not at all impressed and had instantly turned her head to burn holes into him.
"She's still here?" she asked, quickly ordering them to take her to where they had seen her last.
Stood there, in the study, the young woman examined the room thoroughly. It seemed obvious now that this would be where she would be hiding, this was where they kept all of their most important documents.
"She was floating above me, and I think Jack saw her too. I didn't believe him of course." he explained, hoping to avoid disciplinary action from his boss.
"Alucard, can you not sense her?" she asked, turning to gaze upon the ancient being.
"If I could I would have hunted her down by now." he responded calmly, his crimson eyes gazing around the room.
Turning his attention to the curtain being shut on its own on the far side of the room he reached for his gun, while Integra found herself guarded by the vampire behind her and the man in front of her, who had also reached for his pistol, as she watched cautiously. Up from the floor Evelyn took her solid form, clearly unarmed and still wearing nothing more than her tattered wedding dress.
"You're Evelyn, then?" Integra asked, her voice brimming with authority.
"Yes." she replied plainly, examining the woman just as much as she was examining her.
"And why are you here?" Integra enquired, faintly curious but prepared to get straight to the point.
"I was driven out of my grave by humans. I came here by chance and decided to stay a little longer than I had anticipated." she explained, calmly looking straight through them.
"So you had no clue as to what operations were held here?" she asked, narrowing her gaze.
"No." she answered simply. "I still don't understand your intentions completely, but you had something to do with Thomas' death." she stated, her expression growing icy.
"Thomas?" the woman asked, not quite sure what to make of what she was saying.
It was at that point that the sharp and dangerous expression on her face softened again, her forlorn gaze increasing.
"He was my fiancé. He went missing when a vampire killed our entire family." she answered gently. "I don't know where his body is. What did you do with it?" Evelyn dared to ask, whilst the man who had been reading the book in the first place decided it was best he took over from there and explained the situation to her.
"Thomas' mother attempted to convert him into a vampire, resulting in him turning into a ghoul. The records claim to have shot him upon finding him. It also states that he was responsible for infecting the rest of your family." he explained, watching her brow crease.
"No." she uttered. "Uncle Savage was the one who became a ghoul and killed our family." she explained, while he blinked a little and looked back down at his journal.
"The records state that he was bitten by your fiancé before the wedding." he informed her, to which she frowned.
"But he was with me at the wedding, we met on the alter. He didn't vanish until people had already started going missing." she stated, glancing off for a moment.
Something did not seem right at this point, where exactly had they gotten their information from?
"When they investigated the surrounding land due to complaints from the locals they found him roaming the forest, three miles from the chapel, an hour before your wedding took place." he uttered, pulling out a official report made by the police in connection to Thomas' death.
"And Sarah and Bernard, were they killed?" Evelyn asked, finally making direct eye contact with him. This very eye contact making the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end.
"According to this they were both killed around about an hour apart, with all family members accounted for, besides you." he answered, whilst an almost soothing sensation coursed through Evelyn's veins. It brought an astute form of gladness to her soul to know that revenge had been taken on the two people, no, monsters, who had taken her lover's life and had then cursed her to roam the afterlife in sorrow.
"I see." she simply uttered, her direct eye contact fading as she went back to simply peering through them in an eerie manner. "I'm glad to know that Thomas would have had no recollection of what had happened to him, and that everyone is dead. No one deserves to suffer as I have." she murmured, beginning to turn back into mist. "Thank you for helping my family, I'm glad that I helped yours." she uttered, finally vanishing completely, never to be seen again.
A few days later Integra sat staring at the paperwork following the murder of over one-hundred people which had, up until now, remained open-ended. Her pen slowly being placed upon her desk once she had filled in the blanks as to the true whereabouts of Evelyn Milnathort. Closing the documents over the young woman slowly leaned back and picked up a cigar, she was not entirely sure where Evelyn was now, or if she had even left her estate but Integra knew that, as long as the vampire stayed out of trouble, Evelyn would probably find peace and quiet somewhere to live out the rest of her days.