It's the end of the month, and that means the next chapter of Heir to Hellsing! This chapter features our protagonist meeting up with a certain vampire we all know and love. I'll let you guys read the chap to find out who it is ;)
As for thank yous, this month's go out to darkspace137 and Noir Detective for putting this story on their alert list! ^^ And like promised, while I didn't get any reviews last chapter (sadface), I'm still updating! I've stated before that I won't be the person to hold stories hostage for reviews, and I'm making good on that promise. As usual, I thank all my readers, whether you guys review or not.
And without further ado, the chapter!
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Basement Adventures
"I HATE ALGEBRA!" Nathan shouted. The papers he had his homework on went flying as he flopped down on his bed.
"I'm up to my eyebrows in homework," he groaned. "Do the teachers like giving us headaches?"
Nathan laid there for several moments, with a bad study headache coming on. "High school is evil…" he muttered, laying his hand over his eyes.
His computer screen chimed. Lin was trying to IM him. Looking from his homework to the screen, Nathan considered which one had priority.
"Ah, the hell with it." Nathan got up from his bed, went to the screen, and logged in.
Done yet? Lin had sent.
No. I'm stuck on quadratic formulas. Nathan replied. This wasn't going to sit well in the morning.
Good god! Lin typed back. Those things are easy!
For you! Mr. Math and Science Wiz!
Ah, shaddup. My parents would kill me!
Yeah, yeah. Whatever… Nathan groaned as he hit 'send.' He hated being best friends with a genius.
Can't you at least try to take this seriously? Lin's response came up on the screen.
That would be easier if I didn't have a predetermined career path. Nathan typed.
So? Does that give you an excuse to blow off class the way you do? Or piss off the teachers all the time? Get real, dude—you're not gonna get very far if you keep fucking around! Came Lin's searing reply.
Nathan sat back in his chair. They had a test tomorrow, and he really didn't want to go through with it. Well, that, and he was on the verge of getting grounded if he didn't pass the semester.
I know, I know. But I really just don't care about math! Hell, I hate the subject!
Nathan could almost hear the exasperation in Lin's next words. Geez. What are the chances of getting you to stop screwing around?
Probably never. Nathan thought as he typed his response. Gotta go. Mom's bugging me about getting to bed. See you tomorrow. Big fat lie.
Whatever. Later, dude. Lin said before he logged off. Nathan sat there for a few moments, staring at the screen. He sighed. Ever since his father died four years ago, Nathan knew that he would be taking up the role sooner than he liked.
Nathan went back to his homework, giving up after another hour and a half to try and get some sleep. If anything, he should at least have some rest before the test.
000
"Mom's gonna kill me!" Nathan groaned.
"Why?" Lin asked, looking over.
Nathan handed him the algebra test. He had gotten a D.
"Geez," Kaminala said. "You must really suck at math."
"Not really…" Nathan replied. "I'm just really lazy."
Lin deactivated the holo-tablet. "Fool," he said. "Maybe if you didn't blow off your homework like you usually do—"
"Shut up! I get it!" Nate growled. "Mom's so gonna ground me…"
"I could've told you that, genius." Kaminala said. "Hey, what's your IM name?"
"Hellion." Nathan replied. "Uh, why?"
Kaminala gave him a 'you idiot' look. "So that I can IM the both of you." She said. "It gets a little dull talking to the Chinese guy over here."
"Hey!" Lin protested.
"I know the feeling." Nathan replied, getting an evil look from Lin.
"Anyhow, I'll IM you two tonight." Kaminala said, getting on her bike. "See you!"
"Yeah, yeah." Nate said, strapping on his hoverboard. "I'm grounded. Plain and simple."
"And you like Kaminala." Lin added.
"What!" Nate looked at his friend with a shocked look on his face. "NO way!"
"Not what I'm seeing." Lin said, nonplussed.
Nate didn't reply. He already knew he was in deep trouble, and he didn't want to escalate it.
000
Nathan shined the flashlight down the stairs.
"Hello?" He called into the darkness. Like that would do any good.
Grabbing a crowbar from the shelf, he started down the stairs. I feel like an idiot. Nate thought. I just wanna put those rumors to rest once and for all.
For what seemed like hours Nathan wandered around the cellar. So far, all he had found was stuff he already knew was there—fine wines, emergency rations, and extra arms for the soldiers of the Hellsing Organization. In other words, pretty normal. Well, except for the empty area in the wall.
Looking around, Nathan took a closer look at the wall. It looked normal, except for the brick pattern. He knocked his fist against the wall. The sound echoed back, surprising Nate.
"Well, that's new." He looked around to some kind of entrance, but couldn't find anything. "Crap." He said. "Looks like I'm not getting in this way…"
Nathan continued along the corridor, eventually leaving the familiarity of the upper levels.
"Geez, I didn't know it went down this far," he said. Nathan looked at his watch. 11:00 p.m.
"Crap! I've gotta get back up," he said, looking around. "Uh, where am I?"
Nathan shined the flashlight all over, still walking aimlessly. Nothing looked familiar. "Oh, mom's gonna kill me. Again!" he groaned.
"So you're Nathan Hellsing." A woman's voice said out of nowhere. Nathan turned around quickly, alarmed, and shined the flashlight around. Nothing.
"Wh-who are you?" He half shouted, half asked the darkness.
It took a few moments for the answer to come. "I'm the Hellsing organization's trump card. At least, for now I am."
Now Nathan was really starting to get scared. "Show yourself!" He nearly shrieked. Not very dignified. "Who the hell are you!"
The woman's voice didn't answer. Instead, a hand extended out from the wall, followed by a shoulder, head and chest, and the rest of a blond-haired, blue-eyed woman.
Nathan screamed. He tried running backwards, but tripped over his own feet, dropping the flashlight. "Who are you!" He almost screamed in terror. It wasn't every day a young woman came through a solid wall. And in the shadows of the cellar, it was terrifying.
The woman stepped forward from the wall. "The name's Seras Victoria, Sir Nathan." She said, bowing.
As stated above, even though I didn't get any reviews for this chapter I'm still posting. Just like last chapter, though, I'm still holding the review challenge! Try and get up to three meaningful reviews, everyone, and I'll be very happy! Of course, even if that magic number isn't hit, I'm still gonna update. I know what it's like to wait for an author to update while they're holding their story hostage for reviews, and I don't want to be that person.
Until next time, keep reading everyone!
~HikariHellion
