Schrodinger's time with Father Anderson, Heinkle, and Yumiko have given him a new hope. Now after two months of harsh weather, he was finally ready to meet Sir Integra Hellsing. For one last night before leaving, the werecat had extensive training with Heinkle.
"You've gotten better with your stance my dearest Cheshire, even though we've only been at this for two months, I'd say you can handle yourself in a fight." She teased her friend, using her new found nickname on the panting werecat.
"You really like teasing me with that don't you? Then again, it does fit." Schrodinger chuckled before walking back to the cottage, unknowingly holding Heinkle's hand.
The girl blushed, using her other hand to push her glasses up to her face, softly smiling. While the snow still lingered, the blizzard had subsided, life slowly resumed to "normality". The duo opened the door, only to find Anderson and Yumiko, standing before them with a small red box, complete with a blue ribbon.
"Schrodinger. We decided that before you leave, we'd give you a special gift before you leave our home." Anderson passed the box to the now excited werecat, who looked up to the priest with a smile.
"Can I open it now?" he asked as his eyes switched to the mysterious box.
Heinkle took her place beside Yumiko, watching the boy holding the box. The former Iscariot priest nodded, prompting Schrodinger to carefully remove the blue silky ribbon, the excitement building up as he placed his fingers on the lid of the box. The boy gasped in awe, the present revealed was in fact two gifts. One was a small silver bullet, in the form of a necklace, and the other was a framed photograph of him, and the trio sitting together with hot chocolate. The werecat felt emotional, completely moved by their kindness to them.
"These gifts, are honestly one of the best things I have ever been given. I'll be sure to cherish them, no matter what. Thank you all so much!" Schrodinger placed the box down gently before embracing each of the holy fighters, whom happily returned the affection.
"We'll miss you when you go tomorrow, but we'll keep in contact. For this is not the end my boy, but a new beginning!" Anderson quietly said, patting the boy's back.
The rest of the evening was simply a joyful one, the group finished their evening with homemade pizza, chips, and chocolate brownies with ice cream to finish the night off. After their little dinner, the majority had retreated to their rooms. Yumiko was already in bed, fast asleep. Anderson had decided on saying a few quiet prayers before retiring to his quarters, which left only Heinkle and Schrodinger wide awake. The two spent the evening in sorting out small luggage for the werecat's journey, packing the usual essentials, including his new gifts.
"Thank you for these earbuds Heinkle, they fit into my ears really well, now I can listen to some music whilst on route to London." Schrodinger quietly spoke as he finished the last of his packing, wearing a simple vest and shorts.
Heinkle was staring out of the window, watching the night sky which was filled with bright stars. She was listening to Schrodinger, humming in response. The werecat shifted beside her, noticing the peaceful look on her face. He also noticed she wasn't wearing her glasses, her grey eyes fixed on the sky before them.
"Looking back when I first met Father Anderson, I was so hateful towards adults. I always thought that they were all evil, twisted, heartless creatures. But after so many years, I came to realise that there are good people out there, but they always seem to be the ones that are punished. It's like the scum get away, and the good ones always suffer." Heinkle sorrowfully spoke, her friend simply listened to her in silence.
"Now I see that humans can just be as bad as the monsters that roam the world, always betraying one another, hurting others, doing whatever it takes to achieve their goals, no matter the cost. Now I understand how Father Anderson felt when Maxwell decided to turn his back on him, proclaiming himself as god's champion. I'd say he's as bad as Millennium when it comes to ideals, their goals, it's very ironic I must say." She chuckled in a sad way, facing Schrodinger.
"But now? I'm having a conversation with a werecat, a being that should be my enemy by nature. . . But you're different from the other creatures, you act in the most human way possible, and it has me finally thinking that there are good monsters out there. . ."
"We cannot change what we are Heinkle, but we can still be good people, regardless if we are demons, vampires, humans. Millennium wants to eradicate all of the things that we hold dear, and they don't care who gets in their way. To them, war is something to be celebrated.They tried brainwashing me with stupid propaganda, always thought I'd follow without resistance. But then Hans saved me, not just in escaping them, but from myself." Schrodinger looked out to the full moon, thinking of his friend.
"If that isn't proof enough of monsters being kind to someone, then I don't know what would be better as evidence, and if I die trying to do the right thing? Then people can at least say that I tried."
Moved by his small speech, Heinkle placed both of her hands onto Schrodinger's cheeks, softly smiling at him. Her next move caught the werecat off guard, kissing him softly on the lips before embracing him.
"How was that?" She blushed, stepping back.
"It was. . . wonderful, may I ask why?" The catboy tilted his head, smiling.
"A little goodbye kiss, just promise me if you ever do fall for someone, they return the affection." She carressed his hand, making small circular motions.
"I will Heinkle. I promise you." Schrodinger replied with a cheshire grin, holding the girl's hand as they continued watching the sky.
While their night remained peaceful, elsewhere however was the complete opposite. Within Millennium's vast bunker, the Doctor found himself cornered by one of the other first lieutenants. Zorin Blitz had been beating him relentlessly, cutting his face with a small blade whilst the Valentine brothers watched in silence.
"We've been at this for two fucking months Doc! It ends when you admit that you did not see Hans's betrayal coming. Look at what this has costed us!! Now we have to use the other exit, which is on the other side of fucking York!" Zorin spat as she drove the blade into his shoulders, the blood splattering onto the ground as he grunted in pain.
"For fuck's sake Zorin, calm yourself. Does it fucking matter if we have one exit? Long as we can still plan on wiping out Hellsing, and those pussy Vactican priests, we can still wreck all of London regardless!" Jan Valentine snapped at the pissed off nazi, only for her to grab him by the throat in retaliation.
"Don't you start as well! You've been piling crap on top of crap with your pathetic nightclub, drinking and whoring, where you should've been getting on with your damn job." The tattooed lady tightened her grip on him, grabbing her scythe in preparation to kill him.
"ENOUGH!" Everyone's attention turned to Rip Van Winkle, a normally quiet vampire, now aiming her musket at Zorin.
"Yes the Doctor messed up, yes he had let his guard down when Hans turned traitor. Look at us! Fighting amongst ourselves will not bring the Major back! Nor will it help in destroying our enemies! We can't lose sight of our glorious Major's vision!" Rip began to cry, breaking down into a hysterical fit.
Zorin removed her hand from Jan's neck before moving to comfort her comrade. The Doctor stood up, removing the knife embedded in his shoulder.
"She's right. We've gotten sloppy, all because of one minor setback. You all forget that we can easily bribe Enrico Maxwell, just remember how the Vactican assisted us back in the second world war." He spoke as he took out a tissue, passing it to Rip before continuing.
"While the bunker's first entrance is completely shut off, it simply means we just move all everything to the other side. Yes it is a long way, and we'll need to use the tram, but all the more reason to get closer to our enemies! They think the bunker has only one entrance, plus we have the upper hand in attacking them, but for now we stick to our usual duties. Jan! Luke! Continue your work in the nightclubs, move all your resources to Manchester."
"Fine, but I call dibs on taking down the Hellsing bitch!" Jan flipped a finger before walking away with his brother, Zorin simply scoffed at the man's immaturity.
"Zorin, stick to finding spies within our organisation. After the incident with Victoria, I want you to ensure that the families are taken out, regardless if children are involved."
"Leaving children alive doesn't hinder us, they're powerless and too traumatized to do anything. Understand this "Doc", I decide on these matters, NOT you." The tattooed nazi growled before leaving with a calmer Van Winkle.
"Very well. Take her with you, she'll keep you occupied. . ." The Doctor smirked, wiping the blood off of his lab coat.
"We may have our differences, but we all want the same thing. A pity Subject Thirteen isn't here to witness our triumph." He thought as he entered his laboratory, looking at a large cylinder, filled with a green liquid, a small child with cat like features floated in the tube.
"In five years, you'll surpass the original, My dear Subject Fourteen!" An evil smile emerged from his face as he looked at the sleeping child.
The following morning was nerve racking for Schrodinger, sitting down in anticipation for a member of the Hellsing organisation to pick him up.
"Relax Cheshire. You'll be fine." Heinkle sat beside him on the couch, with Yumiko on the other side.
"I know, I just hope they like me over there." The werecat nervously spoke, holding onto Heinkle's hand.
"Of course they will! They may sound like terrifying people, but they're really good people." Yumiko snuggled up to Schrodinger, massaging his ears in hoping to calm him down.
Anderson kept his eyes on the stone path, spotting a vehicle in the distance. A smile formed on his lips as he saw a black 1940's car slowly approach.
"Alright Schrodinger, they're here!" He called out from the kitchen, prompting the catboy to stand up straight, taking several deep breaths.
Opening the front door of the cottage, Schrodinger's eyes spotted the vehicle. It's metallic black paint was immaculate, adorned with silver rims, a small bird on the hood of the car, reflecting the sunlight across the forest surrounding it. Then the vehicle stopped, the driver emerged from the car, revealing himself. The man was roughly in his sixties, wearing a monocle on his right eye, his attire consisting of a white shirt, black waistcoat, and hair tied into a ponytail.
"Hello Mr Schrodinger. My name is Walter C. Dornez, proud butler of Sir Integra Hellsing, and the Hellsing organisation. I trust you have everything you need before we depart?" The man had a smooth english voice, a small bow following his introduction to the surprised werecat.
"Oh Y-yes Sir, but may I bid my friends goodbye?" He asked, stuttering.
"Of course Sir! The traffic will remain small for now." Walter smiled, going back into the car.
Schrodinger turned around to see the three kind fighters smiling away. Heinkle and Yumiko felt their tears flowing from their eyes, the werecat hugging them tightly, shedding tears himself.
"Please take care Cheshire. We're always here for you." Heinkle said as she reluctantly let go of him, smiling despite the tears falling.
"Always my dear friends, thank you all. I'll stay strong, I promise you." He said as he slowly walked back, turning away before entering the backseat of the car, keeping his eyes on the people who saved him.
The car began to move, slowly turning to drive out of the forest. Schrodinger waved goodbye to the trio, they waved back smiling as they watched the car dissappear into the distance.
"May god be with him. Come girls, we'll have a coffee, then we'll get back into training." Anderson softly spoke to the duo, holding them as they snifflled into his robe, looking up to him.
"We've got to stay strong for him, right Father?" Yumiko asked, drying her eyes.
"Of course. We'll do it together as a family." The priest smiled as he walked back in, the girls following him smiling.
"I understand that it is hard to say goodbye Sir, but rest assured that they'll always have your back." Walter spoke as he drove onto the main road, keeping a positive vibe in the car.
Despite the tears falling down his face, the werecat kept his head high.
"Thank you Walter, I won't let them down. I won't let Sir Integra down either." Schrodinger said as he wiped his eyes, sporting a small smile on his face.
"On that Sir, there was never any doubt. Next stop, the Hellsing Mansion." Walter pressed the radio button, a smooth jazzy song began to play as the car sped off.
This is where his story truly begins.
End of Chapter III
Author's Notes
Next chapter, we'll see our catboy meet the important members of the Hellsing organisation, and then we'll also see him meet the Wild Geese, and the girl that is none other than Seras Victoria! Till next time!