HEY READERS! I have nothing to say, lol. So… new chapter for you!

Bang!

BANG!

*Growl*

SMASH!

*Bark*

BANG!

THUD!

"Ahhhhh!"

Walter looked up just in time do dive out of the way the running repairman and snarling werewolf snapping at his heels as they bounded past. The man whipped around the next corner and sprinted off. Enola followed close behind, sliding as she turned and taking out a decorative table on her way. The only reason she had not caught him yet was all the obstacles present in the limited space of Hellsing's hallways. But she was gaining on him fast.

The man turned around another corner. There! The door he was looking for. If he could only make it to the door… she was sure to have a gun… please have a gun…

He threw open the door and ran inside, diving behind the fist piece of furniture he saw. The werewolf appeared in the doorway and slammed on the breaks, sliding forward into the desk, causing it to rock perilously.

"ENOLA! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?" Sir Integra yelled, standing and stepping away from her desk, lest it tip over, "Explain yourself, now!"

The man peered over the desk's surface, eyes widening as the woman who had hired him stared down the giant wolf before her. They practically popped from their sockets when it whimpered and turned into a girl, who glared at him.

"He was snooping around the basement Sir Integra. He was too close to Master's room."

"Is that so?" She sighed, looking back the man cowering behind her desk.

"I swear I was only doing my job miss!" he hurriedly said, "I was just checking out the plumbing when this monster dog appeared out of nowhere and chased me upstairs!"

The Hellsing leader just shook her head and sat herself back down at her desk. She pulled out a cigar and lit it, closing her eyes briefly as she inhaled. "And what exactly where you planning to do with him once you caught him?"

Enola shrugged, "I don't know, eat him? Maybe save him for Master if he didn't struggle too much."

Integra growled, "Enola, this is a repairman. He's here to fix the plumbing Seras broke last week."

The werewolf frowned, recalling the incident. "Doesn't Hellsing have a live-in handyman for that sort of stuff?"

"We did," Sir Integra said, "Sadly, many of those staff members where killed in the last raid. Walter is actually the only one who survived. But he cannot clean up after and cook for the entire group of Wild Geese, so I am working on assembling a new housekeeping staff." She huffed, turning her attention back to the new staff member, "I'm sorry for this, I really am. I was going to wait until tonight to introduce you to the rest of the organization's members, but it seems you've already met Enola."

"She has a name?" he asked.

"Is that a surprise?" Enola growled.

"No," he squeaked, "It's a very pretty name."

Integra sighed again, "Just thank God you didn't wake up Alucard. I can only imagine what would have happened if you had…" Her eyes narrowed, "Since you're up, werewolf, show this man around. And make sure he doesn't wake up either of the vampires."

"But Sir Integra," Enola whined, "I'm supposed to be guarding Master…"

"You'll be in the basement, for some time. Also, I want him to look at the kitchen and second floor bathrooms. That's an order."

Enola growled, "Yes ma'am…Sir." She glared at the repairman, "Well, come on then."

In surprising feat of manning up, the guy got to his feet and walked over to the door, holding it open, "After you."

Enola eyed him wearily, walking through. After the door was closed, she turned on him, "What's your name?"

"Peter, Peter Stevens."

The werewolf looked him over. He seemed to be in his mid twenties, and was relatively fit for a human. His messy blondish hair and blue eyes contrasted with her own brown locks and eyes. Okay, by her standers, and worth talking to. At least he wasn't some fat old guy only worth the blood in his veins and the meat on his bones. She huffed and began leading the way back to the basement. He trotted to keep up.

"Hey, Enola was it?" She nodded and he continued on, "You weren't really planning on eating me, were you?"

"Yeah."

"What?" he blinked, "Have you eaten people before?"

"Nope."

"Wouldn't you, you know, have like moral issues and stuff?"

"Nope. Master Alucard eats people, he doesn't have a problem with it, and he was human once."

They turned and headed down the basement stairs. "Who's this Alucard I keep hearing about?"

"Write his name down, you'll figure it out…eventually."

"Well, I mean, what kind of man sleeps during the day and needs a werewolf guarding his bed?"

"Coffin."

"What?"

Enola looked over her shoulder, "Master doesn't sleep in a bed, he sleeps in his coffin, which I don't recommend touching by the way. He's very particular about that. Shhh, keep your voice down, we're passing Sera's room, she's Master Alucard's fledgling."

"Fledgling?" Pete whispered, "Like, a baby bird?"

"Like a newborn vampire."

"You have to be kidding me. You're master's a vampire?"

"The No Life King to be exact. Didn't you hear Sir Integra say so before?"

Peter shook his head, "No way. Couldn't a werewolf, like, tear a vampire to bits? Why do serve him?"

Enola glared at him, "Because I'm a good dog, that's why. I like it here and there's no way I'm going to jeopardize that, especially when it puts me on the opposing side of the vampire Alucard."

"Wow, they really have you trained good, don't they?" Peter let out a low laugh, "How long have you been here?"

"A week and a half."

"And tell me, miss Enola, what exactly is it Hellsing has it's pet monsters do?"

She shrugged, "Kill vampires."

He scoffed, "With vampires?"

"Yep."

"That's ironic."

"That's practical, vampires can't be turned into ghouls like humans can," She gestured upward to were the plumbing looked as though it had been forcefully ripped from inside the stone wall, "There's the damage. Can you fix it?"

"Woah…" He gasped, running his hand over the broken pipes, "Yeah, but, what on Earth did this?"

"A vampire," a deep voice echoed behind them. They spun around to face the imposing figure behind them, complete with a fanged grin and reflective glasses. "Tell me, repairman, why have you stolen my werewolf away from me?"

"It's my fault Master," Enola quickly explained, "He came downstairs to fix this, and I chased him through the manor. Then Sir Integra ordered me too keep an eye on him."

The vampire king looked them both over for a moment, then chuckled to himself, doubtlessly seeing the incident as the repairman recalled it. Enola flinched a little, but did not resist as Alucard patted her head. "Good dog. You'll do well to follow my master's orders. I'm going to see her now. I'll come and get you once we receive our orders for the night. I have a feeling we'll get to go hunting soon." He glanced at Peter and laughed, "How easily humans forget that we are monsters. It is a pity you didn't get to see what she did to the vampire she caught the other night, perhaps then you wouldn't be so quick to overlook that fact."

Peter paled. He nodded and hurriedly busied himself with examining the pipes poking through the wall.

The No Life King began walking away, then paused, "Oh, and tell the Police Girl if she doesn't drink her blood this evening, I'm locking her in her coffin with whoever happens annoy me tonight."

"WHATTTT?!" Seras's voice called from the door slightly down the hall, "MASTER!"

Ohhh, what do you guys think of this new Peter? Review, and ideas are appreciated! Thanks!