I do not own Hellsing nor do have and interests in it save for pleasure.
Authors Note: Italics are thoughts. "Projected Thoughts"
First Impressions REV
As they flew to the unnamed site Walter was indeed treated to a unique view of London, the likes of which he had never imagined. No wonder Alucard prefers flying. This is indeed a stimulating way to get to an impending battle, rather bracing. As they went on Walter could feel his blood begin to pump faster, preparing for action. He wondered at the woman who was facing him. It was hard to reconcile all the things that he had experienced of and with her. She is definitely much more than she seems. Walter noticed that they were nearing The Bridge; it was been rebuilt it very carefully, there were safety issues, historical accurateness, as well as when and how to do it. Walter then realized that this must be her site. Lethal indeed, one misstep and down you went, and it is a long way down. He then heard her talking on his ear com and normally, he turned the ear com down.
"Detail one," Sophia's voice came over the com. "New black paint brick house carry BFG gold top RedLight do not engage! One command three sixty." Sophia ordered "Detail two, new, wainscot single lens no tools bi-color do not engage! Two command me."
"Brother another flying freak!" Came a rough man's voice over the com.
"They are electric." Sophia said in response.
"Pardon me." Came back.
"Boss? RedLight, do not engage?" A woman's voice asked, the confusion was evident.
"Did I stutter?" Sophia asked severely.
"No Boss"
Walter had no idea how Seras was going to react to being referred to as brick house. They have dealt enough with Vampires to have a code. RedLight, I like it.
Brick house, I hate that bloody song. Seras semi grumbled to herself.
As they made the first pass on the Bridge Sophia was looking intently at it, somehow Walter was sure that she knew where every screw and nail was on this site.
"Jack" Sophia asked.
"Boss" Responded.
"Eyes?" She asked. "Are the cameras up and running." Sophia whispered to Walter.
"Neg"
"Damn. Need those eyes." Sophia hissed back. On the second pass her "eyes" opened.
"Boss eyes!" The man's voice came over the com.
"Command Boss eyehack SitT On." Sophia responded. "My code to hack the system that controls the cameras and most of the system." Sophia nodded to Walter.
"Boss! Spray four confirm." This man Walter assumed was 'Jack' said.
"Damn pros." Sophia mumbled. "Command Boss all Out!" She said. "We go blind and out." Sophia shook her head and looked at Walter. "They sprayed the lenses of four cameras for sure. Once we are good and in the lights going on suddenly will blind them at least temporally." Third pass and Sophia almost smiled. Walter understood why quickly. The electricity being gone forced the enemy to use flashlights.
"Good not so pro." Sophia said relieved. This was not her most experienced team.
"I make out 10 lights" Walter said as they made the pass.
"Me too probably fifteen or twenty on site over the two towers combined; time for a little madness." Sophia got on the com. "Over all sixty ten fifteen thirty twenty forty."
Walter was impressed their code is simple but effective, a good idea of people. Hacks her site to use the security cameras, and then uses a code? Madness? Seven new trucks near the site were seen. I wonder how many passes we are making. Walter was rewarded with an answer quickly.
"When I jump, do not follow right away. I am checking the site. Wait till a safe distance for you." Walter nodded, "Fire it up baby!" Sophia said over the com as she jumped.
"She's bloody insane!" Walter gasped, they were high up still. He saw her coat flare around her and stay out. That would slow her but not enough; also there was where the wind should have pushed her. How the hell is Ms. no on site she is Blaze. So how the blazes is she doing that? Blaze slowed as much as she needed, and hit her mark spot on. Walter's heart pumped faster. He waited to jump, discretion being the better part of valor and all. Also Walter was not an idiot, while he felt better his body could only take so much punishment, and that was a small target. When he caught up Sophia looked a little sheepish.
"Sorry, not making a very good impression I bet. I really did not intend to freak you out." Sophia shrugged.
"Blaze, I would strongly suggest not using the word freak. At a later time I will explain the reasons, Commander?" Walter said calmly as he procured his gloves from his waistcoat.
"Here." Seras materialized close to them.
"Righty-o, so shall we go?" Sophia gestured towards the stairwell.
"Of course, ladies first." Walter gave them a small bow and a smile. For a minute he swore he could see something in Sophia's eyes, Appraisal? Did I pass?
"So where should I start?" Seras asked.
"Ummm… mid point or wherever you would be comfortable at honestly either tower." Sophia answered with a shrug.
"Ok. I'll hit the other one" Seras responded.
"Hummm…" Sophia seemed to be looking in the shadows. "Oh, there it is. One moment, it's perfect." Sophia went into a darker more shadowed area. Walter and Seras looked at one another and then where Sophia had disappeared to as they heard a snip, snip, snip.
"Twelve gauge wire." Sophia smirked. "Good for garrotes, trip wires, and general nastiness, always a good thing to carry." Sophia's grin was somewhat disturbing.
Oh yea Sophia, er Blaze on site right, anyways she is going to fit in just fine with us. Wait, she isn't blind in this dark. Seras cocked her head to one side. In this setting; Angel and Blaze look like a couple going for a stroll in the park, which is just weird. Seras thought. This is Hellsing, so maybe not that weird. They actually look kinda cute like that.
"Pardon me again." Sophia ran quickly and quietly to the stairwell. Up came a man with a gun slung across his chest and back to Sophia; that was bad for him. It was not obvious to Walter and Seras what Sophia had done at first. Both then realized Sophia had grabbed the man by his gun strap and was flinging him off the building. Seras recognized his weapon as a MP-5, fairly common with thugs and assorted scum.
Good lord! Walter's eyes went wide with a realization. Note to self, only tactical straps from now on and retrofit all weapons fast. This was now at the top of Walter's to do list.
There was a blood curdling scream from the man as he fell. "Shall we go?" Sophia questioned from the stair well.
"O…k…I'm going over and midway now." Seras said shaking her head. She'll fit in just fine. Seras faded into mist and went on her way.
"Pardon?" Walter asked as he arrived at the stairwell he cocked his eyebrow at Sophia. "Would you be kind enough to explain the rationale behind the previous action?"
"That's the signal for Crew to start hurting the bad guys. It always works. When I hit it is enough noise they send someone to go up and check things out. People scream as they fall, they can't help it." Sophia shrugged.
"I see, very practical, and inventive." Walter smiled
"Why thank you sir." Sophia smiled and went down the stairs. Both knew this cat and mouse game was going to be very informative.
Construction sites are lethal to say the least. Seras saw a man hit by a hammer that looked far too small to be so effective.
"Dead Blow" The man wielding it smiled "I'm Tyg. That is definitely BFG! So what do I call you?"
"For now, Commander." Seras said surprised by the man's ease at speaking to her.
"Ok. Commander will you please duck I want to nail the guy over your shoulder." Nail was definitely a nice euphemism for what happened. The guys head was split like a cantaloupe dropped off a three story building.
"Thank you and nice work." Seras nodded.
"Commander if we can stay together I can keep you from accidentally hitting anything structural, if you don't mind." Tyg asked politely but with concern.
"Good idea." Seras agreed. They traveled together and worked well as a team. Tyg treated her with respect. He didn't seem afraid of her. He wasn't trying to get rid of her, he didn't handle her with kid gloves either. Some of the Hellsing troops do not work this well with me. Then it hit Seras, this time the bodies didn't become ash. It was weird. They stayed and were bloody. Oh my... these are humans? This is going to take a little getting used to. Had to do it in D-11 haven't fired a gun at a human since. Seras thought for a moment but that moment was all she had. She did not even register she was irked at not being to feed.
"Tyg you got BFG?" A female's voice was heard over the coms
"Ya Tess?" Tyg nodded.
"Level Mary?" Tess asked.
"Yep"
"Section R?"
"Yes"
"Tower 2"
"Yep"
"Lead to you."
"Fun, fun, fun!" Was Sears' comment off com.
"Madness Commander!" Tyg smiled and winked at Seras off com.
"Good they are working well with Seras as Crew." Sophia said with a nod listening to the chatter over her com.
"So it would seem." Walter could not help but be surprised and impressed with the easy acceptance of Seras, and how well Sophia was able to see in these low light conditions as they walked.
"Hmm?" Sophia put a restraining hand on Walter's arm. He made to speak. "Shh Angel." She shook her head and pointed to her ear and closed her eyes. She opened them and leaned down and drew a diagram.
Ahh Walter smiled and thought I see, a gun nest, time for me to show off a bit. He gestured for him to take the lead. Sophia looked weary and cocked an eyebrow, but she shrugged and let him go first. Walter's grin was growing, since the Valentine brothers attack on Hellsing house there was no chance with odds like this, with a set up like this. With him feeling as strong as this. I am looking forward to the challenge. Walter's blood ran hot in his veins, combined with the adrenaline and the boost of the potions he was drinking he felt better than ever. Just prior to stepping into the kill zone with several MP-5 Walter activated his wires and turned to Sophia. Her eyes widened.
It is a trick of the light, it has to be. All Sophia could see in the darkness was his monocle, his golden watch chain, and what looked like a silver game of cat's cradle. She took a breath Angel of Death indeed. Walter's smile only grew larger then he turned back and stepped in.
Oh how much I have truly missed doing these things. Walter relished his ability to do it again. The bullets flew and missed him as he sent his delicate looking wires out. They danced and flashed in the darkness as they wrapped themselves around the necks of the gunmen. He could not help it taunting them as he had Jan Valentine "Too slow, you are far too slow!" Walter saw red as his deadly wires bit into and then through the flesh decapitating all of the men in unison. "Well a nice little surprise." Walter grinned as he spotted two gunmen higher up and at either side. He dispatched them one at a time but quickly all the same. Again there was oddness something not quite right in the fight; Walter did not know what it was. He did notice that just prior to dying the men said something, it must be a prayer they all said the same thing. He could not tell what they said, but the accents were Eastern European.
"That was very impressive Angel!" Sophia said. Walter could tell she was a bit out of breath, she was blinking, and her heart was racing. Walter gave her a smile and a slight bow.
"I thank you my lady." She had lost her composure Walter was sure that was unusual. What the expression meant he knew not. He however relished this moment, memorized every bit of it. "Shall we move on?" Walter asked with calmness he did not feel and a cheeky smile on his face. His blood boiled and all of his senses had sharpened.
"Yes, of course." Sophia composed herself quickly and said in a teasing tone "You sir are very fast."
"Only when I care to be miss." Walter's tone was equally as teasing.
As they went on it became clear that this battle would not last long. Walter watched Sophia as she dispatched people in some unusual ways. The ability of her and her crew to improvise weapons was fantastic. They were exciting to watch.
Blaze is quick and right lethal without guns. Walter appreciated this; she was a hand-to-hand or close-in-specialist. Blaze fighting in close quarters, with the right guns in hand that would be quite the sight. Walter's wires had more than a decent range, both she and her men need weapons that provide them more reach, longer than a 2x4. This was proved in Walter's mind after one gunman's good shot. Sophia only just got out of the way of the bullet, it grazed her right shoulder. This enraged her and the gunman wound up a mess after she got him down to the deck. Sophia forced his hands under his chin to blow his own brains out Walter just missed getting sprayed. It was odd through the haze of blood and brain matter he almost thought he saw a red glow.
As Walter pulled a handkerchief from his waistcoat pocket and offered it to Sophia he decided in his own mind Yes it would be better if they had something to reach out and touch their opponents. Walter imagined what the preferences of the crew would be. He was certain that he would be able to get very creative in creating weapons for them. As they made it to the ground the battle was over. The man were gathered on the ground outside.
"Commander, catch!" Seras looked to her right and caught a pair of shades. They were a fairly light tint but they were reflective and would cover up her unique eyes well.
"Thanks" Seras said to no one in particular. She wondered who tossed them at her she would find out later. "Tyg, shouldn't we go?" Seras was unsure about staying as the bobbies began to show up.
"Why? It's our site, we protected it!" Tyg said protectively, almost possessively. "Also how Boss handles this part is fun to watch. Is that the other commander?" Tyg smiled at Seras and asked when he spotted Walter walking with Sophia.
"Yep that would be him." Seras nodded how are they cleaner than the rest? Well he is always clean after battle and hey now so am I. She grinned.
"What in the bloody hell is going on here?" A large uniformed Bobbie stormed. "Bloody is right. What have you all been doing?" He was a little nervous now, but he couldn't show it.
"We are doing our job." Sophia said calmly as she stepped forward. She appreciated this man's composure.
"This is your job? What the hell are you Meat bloody packers?" He stepped forward and glowered down at this petite woman. That was a bad idea with the way the men around me look. The officer realized he could be in real danger.
"No officer, I am in the command staff of the Her Royal Majesties Special Threat Response. This site is protected by us, it is right important to Her Royal Majesty as a historical land mark, myself as its Project Manager, and these men as part of the crew that works here." Sophia said all of this smoothly as she handed the Officer her ID.
Is she using voice manipulation on him? Walter watched and listened.
"You ought to call in the Yard." Sophia then smiled at the officer. "After all these were terrorists. It is their paperwork, their headache." Her smile got bigger. "Not yours."
"Yes Ladyship!" The officer smiled and nodded. "You are completely correct."
Ladyship? What is her title? What is on that card? Walter wondered.
"Now here is how they can contact me if they feel the need." Sophia handed him a card. "Officer Jackson I have been awake since four a.m., as have a large number of my men. We need sleep, may we go?"
"Well of course; you and your men must be exhausted. Pardon but is that helicopter for you?" Officer Jackson smiled. "I will hand this over when they arrive."
"Why yes it is, thank you. Jeff if you would be so kind to give a lift?" As Sophia turned she did not look amused.
"Boss!" The Crewman inside the monstrous crane said through the com. Sophia and Walter walked over to it. The massive hook was large enough for both to ride it up. From there the helicopter lowered its line. First Sophia then Walter got on. They left as they came in, with style.
"Commander, May I offer you a ride?" Tyg smiled at Seras. She was really
beginning to like this man.
"Yes, Thanks!" As they got to his truck she gently put her Harkonnen in the bed of the truck, and climbed into the cab.
"So where do we go to?" He asked
"The Helsing House. You really do not need to drive me all the way." Seras said she hoped he would any way.
"I know, but it works well for me I'm not sure where it is and I'm one of the new transfers in. I was scheduled to go there tonight any way." Tyg laughed. Seras smiled.
The helicopter arrived at the house to let off its two passengers. Just to the right of the door to go inside stood a woman with her arms up to shield her from the wind of the blades in one was clutched a metallic clipboard. Walter did not know this woman but if she was this calm she must be attached to Sophia.
"Jolene please get this card changed, altered whatever" Sophia handed over the badge. "That look says I forgot something. I forgot what? Oh wait! I just, drat. How many?"
"All but Tyg."
"He was with us." Sophia nodded. "Walter, meet the person who keeps my life running so I can do all I'm supposed to, Jolene. Jolene, Walter Dornez, Commander, possessor of an interesting fighting style, weapon and one very quick man." She then mimicked Walter's voice well, and said "only when he wants to be."
"Commander" was all Jolene said as she smiled. Blaze never introduced anyone like this, he impressed her. Jolene noted.
"Jolene" Walter said back with a small bow. Her eyes spoke volumes. He almost swore that he could read her mind. In his own mind he smiled very large. Externally Walter did not lose his composure.
"Boss!" Jolene sounded worried she had seen Sophia stumble. Walter had not, his back was turned. "I am not going to buy the ribs or hip!"
"Good, they are not for sale." Sophia continued down the stairs as though nothing was wrong.
"Boss. I'm calling Doc." Jolene was clearly upset.
"Not now Jolene. I need to see The Crew, make introductions, and after that I would like to finish an absolute wonderful dinner that was so rudely interrupted by terrorist punks on My Bridge. After that I'll collapse up stairs and you can have Doc poke, prod, and patch. Got it?"
"I got a choice?"
"No you don't. And that" Sophia said pointing to the offending piece of plastic "Please put it on the top of your 'faire la' list."
Walter smirked. This is one way Integra and Sophia are similar. Neither is going to allow for an interruption in duty. Happily Sophia seems to have a better grasp of her limits. What is her title and why does she want to hide it?
Out back on the lawn were what remained of the Hellsing troops and Twenty other people. Sophia stood at the door just looked at all of them. She took down her hair and began to re-braid it. This would give her time to observe.
What is she doing? Walter stopped when Sophia did. He was surprised by her actions. Then it dawned on him and he looked out as well. This woman it would seem does nothing without purpose. Walter wondered what she saw. He had just seen the ferocity and brutality that she and these "Crew" men and women were capable of. He knew that the Hellsing troops were equally as capable. On the one hand you had The Crew they were joking around, talking with one another, and being friendly across the groups. The Hellsing troops were quieter. They were regarding The Crew with wariness, rebuffing The Crew's attempts at conversation. Not that it stopped the next overture. The Crew had just accepted him and Seras as two new members and Commanders at once.
Have we at Hellsing grown so jaded, so suspicious? Walter wondered. Next to the grayness of the Hellsing Troops, The Crew is life in Technicolor.
This promises to be fun. Sophia looked at the two groups, Trades Men on one side Professional Troops on the other. To their Crew's credit they were trying to get the blend started. The Hellsing Troops have seen so much. Stop that girl! Sophia scolded herself. They are ALL Crew now. She contemplated. They may be worried about being replaced. I must build them in the intro.
Seras came in at this point with Tyg. There were shouts of greetings, and questions of who the new one was, also some pretending to be upset over his "lateness".
"Crew! Shut it!" Tyg yelled. They did, quickly.
"Captain!"
"This is one of our new Commanders, Seras Victoria. Approved call of Commander Vic, in rush Vic, or Commander."
"Commander Victoria" was said in unison and loud. After that they each came up to greet and shake her hand. They let her know their respective names and 'calls'.
None see Seras' 'RedLights'. Walter knew that it wouldn't matter when they did. She had been named a Commander and that was it. Seras is Crew and in charge. How does this 'Blaze' inspire such trust, and loyalty? Walter knew that he would find out.
"Well done Tyg." Sophia breathed. "It would appear he'll do." She smiled. "Good. Jo?"
"Boss?"
"Note night, Field et all. Pro pos may short."
"Yes Boss." Jolene smiled. "By the way Blaze, we're not on com."
"Huh? Oh sorry Jolene."
There was a very loud "Boss" heard when Walter, Jolene and Sophia walked out onto the patio.
"Yea, yea, yea." Sophia jumped off the deck down into the crew.
"We have facilities here." Walter offered when he saw Jolene cringe.
"Boss." Was the unanimous answer.
"Thank you but not now." Jolene whispered and barely shook her head at Walter.
"Good." Sophia nodded towards Seras. "I see you met one of the commanders the other," Sophia said as she pointed up to Walter. "Is Commander Walter Dornez, His call is long but trust me he has it for a reason."
"Angel is a good shortening of the full 'call' which is 'Angel of Death,'" Walter said as he jumped down. This is extremely unorthodox; but it is their way so I will to do it, besides the energy is contagious. He heard Commander Dornez yelled for him and they all did introductions again. Then Sophia began to speak.
"These men over here are Crew." Sophia gestured to the other group.
"Boss!"
"This is their turf. They are the pros off site, and with some of the weirder fun we come across. These guys ash RedLights all night every night, most were pro before they got here. We have a lot to learn from them."
"Boss" again was in unison.
"We have our own unique abilities that if they want to learn we will teach." Here Sophia's voice and countenance became steel and all business. "Remember here is first and you know it. Problems, you know where the door is. Go, and I mean now. I will understand and hold no grudge. Nor will any one else. Each one of us must make decisions for ourselves. If you stay you know what's up." This time there was a pause that was tense, almost electric. Everyone from her Crew knew she was serious. No one twitched much left.
"Boss" Was heard loudly a moment later.
"No worries, I'll catch." She said.
"Hey! Oi! No Way! Bump that! Not a Bleeding Chance! Bugger That!" These were among the colorful phrases used in protest. The men closed in angry. Walter and Seras became a touch nervous.
"Shut it! And back off! At least half of you Blokes ate too much garlic for dinner and the other half I don't want to speculate on!" Sophia yelled over them all. They all physically backed off.
"Boss, Blaze."One of the men came forward. "With all due respect No Fucking way we're going to let you catch the Shite this time!!" The Crew made supportive noises. "Usually we learn too late to help and you have always soaked it for us. If they want to pull something we will handle it this time." There was more affirmative noise. "This time you are taking the orders. Maybe never again from the likes of us but you got a lot of Crew, we got one Boss, so deal with it!"
"Ah..." Sophia just looked at the men, looked down and shrugged. She looked up with a half smile on her face. "I got a choice?"
"NO Boss!" was loud. "Boss" was said again but this time it was with concern. Sophia had swayed a little bit, just a little. This showed Walter that The Crew knew her well.
"No worries." Sophia said strongly. "So where can The Crew crash?"
"I can take care of that!" Seras smiled at them. "Come on blokes umm Crew."
"Commander" The Crew followed, none looked unhappy at the prospect. Tyg was walking rather close to her.
Aha, Tyg is gone already. Sophia smiled briefly, she liked the young man and now he would stop hitting on her.
As The Crew went Walter looked at Jolene who said; "She has one doctor and only one doctor she works with. He is on his way here." Walter nodded.
Walter gave Sophia a small bow and walked her over to where the Hellsing Troops were waiting.
"Ladies and gentlemen, this is Ms. Sophia 'Blaze' Ashton. I believe that it is best that you begin calling her Boss or Blaze now, from the beginning. We all know that for us to continue the job that we have sworn to, through this organization we serve, there must be changes. We are now at the stage of a rather large one. We are going to merge with Blaze and her Crew. It is Her Royal Majesties Special Threat Response. I will tell you now, do not underestimate this woman or The Crew. Tonight I fought alongside them, I have seen their handiwork. They are ruthless, vicious, and brutal to say the least, they will impress Alucard when he returns. They also, bar none, are some of the most creative combatants I have ever witnessed."
That impressed all of the Hellsing troops; they knew Walter well enough to know he was not one to overstate things.
"These Crew and most especially Blaze are hand-to-hand and close combat specialists. Not to mention what they can do on a construction site. These people can and will teach us a great deal. To illustrate the point; this evening 10 crew, Blaze, myself and Seras engaged twenty five human terrorists on her current site, the Bridge. Seras and I mainly observed or worked in concert with them. For the Crew; no fatalities, No major and few minor injuries, all of them will be to work at five a.m. tomorrow and apparently this was not one of her more seasoned teams. The Twenty five terrorists are all dead very messily dead. They did this without the benefit of any guns."
Walter paused for that fact to sink in.
"We will continue to serve as always however, we will have a few new rules. Tonight after the operation when the police officer arrived Commander Victoria stood in full view of a uniformed police officer with her Harkonnen. I walked with Blaze to the officer, after she said who she was and what we were members of, the officer bade us 'have a good night'."
Here jaws dropped.
"We will now be able to operate more in the open. Though we will still be … discreet about our actions. The biggest change is historic, no longer is a person with the name Helsing or of their blood at the head of this organization. The head of Hellsing Organization is this warrior here at my right and is referred to as Boss."
Seras had an idea, she got it this evening but she needed information and help. She hoped Jolene could and was willing to do so. "Hey Jolene wait up!"
"Yes Commander Victoria? How may I help you?"
"Walk with me? I need information and possibly your help." Seras smiled hopefully.
"As you wish." Jolene smiled charmed by the sweet exterior of Seras. Jolene kept in mind that she was dealing with what was called a Midian.
That same night Walter went out into the field again, he loved it. He was too awake; he was still wired from earlier. He stood in a shadow. There was rumor of a FREAK club in the area. He was watching, he was rewarded for his patience. He saw a FREAK couple bringing another couple to this 'great new club'. They never saw him; the mortal couple would remain mortal. The others became so much ash.
Yes there was a club near there. He would bring that intelligence back to HQ. It was rather rewarding. Wait was that movement in the shadow over there? A true vampire possibly, interesting. Let's see. He followed along its trail not wanting to get too close. Then he saw something he could hardly believe. It was Blaze he was following. Isn't her doctor looking at her? She seemed injured. Is that insane woman fighting a true Vampire on her own without guns? It has Blood Eyes, but no fangs a demon of sorts?
As the fight continued it looked to Walter as if he would have to step in to save Sophia when he was reminded graphically that Sophia was not unarmed. She retrieved one of her daggers and rammed it into the gut of the whatever she was fighting and drew it up. There was a haze of red blood as she opened them up. There, under the street lamp with a trick of the light it almost seemed to glow. Wait I've seen that effect before. He saw Sophia as she stood over her kill. She just stared at it. Then she closed her eyes and shook her head.
"Under?" Sophia called into her com "Got one for you…Yea…Home in on me…I would love one right now." Sophia sat there right next to the body. "Poor sot you never understood what happened to you. You never had a chance. At least I gave you a fair fight before I killed you. Was the least I could do."
At least I gave you a fair fight before I killed you? Was the least I could do? She never thought she could lose. This 'fight' was for him? What the bloody... Walter's thoughts were stopped when a large black SUV pulled up. An equally large man got out. "Hey, how are you doing? I know that these are the worst on you."
This is not the first time. Walter memorized the appearance of the man as he handed Sophia something to drink. Under must stand for Undertaker I expect. Sophia took a drink and spat it out and began to cough.
"What the Devil is this?" Sophia glared up at him.
"The wrong bottle." Under smiled at Sophia. "Sorry" He took it and went to get a different one. "Try this" The large man picked up the body and put it in a body bag and then the SUV. After that he picked up Sophia and set her on her feet. He spread a powder over the blood. The next thing Walter knew it was on fire. "Rough day?"
What was that powder and what made it light? Walter wondered as he stared at the strange venue
"Were you on com tonight?"
"Yep. I was just wonderin' if there is anything else. How'd you find this one?"
"Nothing you can help me with." Sophia began to tick points off on her fingers. "The Hellsings aren't happy, which I do understand. Marie is annoying me. I may demand she be taken from my employ and go back. I know she will become unlivable. I wonder about her loyalty. I'm seriously flipping tired. I had to give up all of my sites save the Bridge. HRM did not prep me or the commanders already there at Hellsing. Everything hurts. I am assigned to this new whatever all-in-one organization I do not know why. Certainly the Queen has other people for this job and She is hiding far too many things! Under eventually, it's all going to come out, with what is going to be flying around, it will all come out. Doc yelled at me. To top it all off; I have no bloody clue who to trust outside old Crew. Commander Dornez or 'The Angel of Death' is going to be my best source of information according to The Queen. There is much more to him than meets the eye, Vic she seems nice. Other than that…?"
"Golden cage and collar syndrome?"
"In spades. Oh and I found him" She gestured at the SUV "because I was out for a stroll, for some fresh air off compound."
"Want a ride? I can call an air taxi for you."
"Please and thank you!"
"As for Marie should I word it out?"
"Not now."
Well now my dear Sophia what else are you hiding? What was this all about? All of what is going to come out? I must agree about the severe lack of preparation from My Queen yes She is hiding a great deal. I am also curious as to why She has placed you where you are. You are a fierce fighter. Your form is nearly spot on. Making guns and holsters for you will be a pleasure. Who would you demand to have Marie leave your employ? Where is she to go back to? I am planning to keep a close eye on you as well, I will have to be more solicitous and gain your trust. That will mean having to give more than the usual amount of information. Hmm. too bad I cannot afford to step out and enjoy the ride with you.
"Just when I think it's buried, and my life could be my own…" Zsophia shrugged. "I should have realized I gave her too much information."