(A/N: People, I am so very sorry! It's been months since I've updated, and I apologize. I had a family emergency. Something happened and my brother ended up in the hospital for the past few months. I've been so worried that I lost all motivation to write. He's out now and doing fine, so now I'm getting back into routine. He's the next chapter, hope you like it.)
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Chapter 6: Integra's Interrogation
For having been arrested and brought into an interrogation room, Integra was certainly relaxed. She sat with her legs resting on the table, her chair leaning on its hind legs as she waited patiently for whoever was coming to try and get information out of her. She wondered if they'd do the good cop bad cop routine.
Almost as if on cue, the door opened and a man walked in. So he was the one that had come to interrogate her. They were doing things very much by the book. They even had the big shining light and the two-way mirror and everything.
"Miss Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing." The man said, reading the file in his hands. "I am Chief Kerringway."
"That's Sir Integra." The Hellsing leader corrected. "I've been knighted, so I have the title of 'Sir'. I deserve to be addressed by my appropriate title. It's only polite."
"Yes, it is." The chief agreed, taking a seat across from her. "But I don't consider terrorists to be worthy of such titles."
Integra snickered. "Terrorists? Well, the evidence does support it. Millennium has been very thorough."
Kerringway raised an eyebrow. "Are you denying the charges?"
She shrugged. "Whether I am or not seems to be irrelevant right now. You and everyone else are convinced of my guilt."
Kerringway opened the file he was holding and placed it on the table in front of her. "As you yourself said, the evidence supports it. But I do believe in being innocent until proven guilty. You mentioned something called Millennium. Care to explain what that is?"
Integra smirked. "I would suggest that you leave well enough alone, for your own good, but something tells me that you're the persistent type that will not leave things unfinished."
"You assume correctly. I want the truth. I intend to see justice served, whatever it entitles. So, back to what you were saying. It seems you were implying that this was a frame. I'd be happy to hear your side of the story, but please bare in mind that as of right now-"
"I understand." She sighed. "Got a light?"
"I don't smoke."
"Fair enough. But it's one of the few ways I can relax; my job is very stressful." She sat properly and leaned in close. "Are you Jewish, Mr. Kerringway?"
The question surprised Kerringway. "I fail to see what that this has to do with anything."
"What if I told you Nazis were involved? Would it matter then? The Jews were their biggest victims."
"Nazis?"
"That's correct. Those stuck up fools that worshipped Hitler like a god."
Kerringway crossed his arms. "I know what Nazis are. But aside from the few individuals and small groups, there are no more Nazis."
Integra chuckled. "That's exactly what they want the world to think. But they've recently come out into the open. I'm sure you've heard of the attack on London."
"The one you're organization is responsible for?"
Integra sighed. So Millennium had nailed them for that too. "Tell me something, after the attack on London that everyone seems to think Hellsing is responsible for, what do you think happened to the attackers?"
"I was hoping you could tell me. Aside from that, the investigation is still being undergone."
"Of course." She leaned back in her seat again. Something was telling her that this man could be a potential ally if she could convince him of her innocence. "Let me give you a little history lesson. I'm sure you've heard that during World War II that Hitler became obsessed with creating the perfect race."
Kerringway nodded. "Yes, a race of blond haired, blue eyed individuals."
"That was just the tip of the iceberg. There was a much darker side that was never made known to the public for specific reasons. The truth of the matter is that the Nazis were trying to create an army of supernatural demonic creatures, specifically vampires."
Her statement was met with silence. Kerringway's expression was completely blank. "Miss Hellsing-"
"Sir Hellsing."
He ignored the interruption. "What you're saying is preposterous. Vampires do not exist. They are nothing more than stories meant to frighten people."
"All stories have an origin, but the fact of the matter is that there are things that go bump in the night, and Hellsing has been bumping them back for generations."
Kerringway studied her carefully. He was normally good at telling when people were lying. Based on his experience, he could deduce that this woman was either one of the best liars ever, or she truly believed what she was saying.
"Miss… Sir Integra, I don't know what game you're playing, but-"
"You wanted the truth." Integra interrupted. "No matter how hard its is to swallow. So, I'll give it to you straight. The Nazis are still active and intent as ever to take over this world. For years, Hellsing has been fighting against them, but the Hellsing family has finally fallen. It is now up to the Vatican to continue our fight. Though Hellsing is finished, I shall still do all I can to rid the world of the vampire menace."
"You mentioned vampires again. I don't know if you're fooling around, or if you're delusional. Is this an attempt to plead insanity?"
Integra laughed. "Not a plea, but sometimes I do wonder. How can we keep our sanity when the whole world is going mad?"
This surprised Kerringway. He heard the sincerity in her voice when she spoke of going insane. Feeling a headache coming on, he pinched the bridge of his nose. On the off chance that part of what she was saying was true, he should at least look into it. "Ok, for sake of argument, lets say that there is a group of Nazis that are planning to rise again. What information can you tell me about them? Do you know who is in charge?"
Integra smirked. "Ah, now that is interesting. Until just recently, I thought someone else was in charge, but it turns out that someone else has been pulling the strings the whole time."
"And that would be?"
Integra was silent for a moment. "What would you do if I told you that Hitler himself has crawled from the pits of Hell and has returned to the world of the living?"
"I would wonder what you're playing at. I don't even believe in Hell, or God for that matter. The only Hell there is, is the kind found here on Earth from people like you and your terrorist group. And if there was a God, then the world wouldn't be suffering the way it is."
Integra shrugged. "It's your right to believe or not believe in whatever you want, but it doesn't change things. The fact of the matter is that there are real monsters out there. Hellsing has stood against them for years."
"And the Vatican is in on this too?"
She chuckled. "I suppose you could call use rivals. Though we fight for the same cause, the Vatican considers Hellsing's methods, and certain employees, to be, shall we say, unorthodox."
"Methods such as bombing cities?"
Integra glared at him. "If you're trying to trick me into admitting something, it's a wasted effort. The only part Hellsing took in the attacks we're accused of is in trying to prevent them."
Kerringway sighed. "All right, Sir Hellsing, lets stop playing these games. Just tell me what I want to know."
Integra folded her hands. "And what is it you want me to say? Just what is it that you expect to hear from me? You said you wanted the truth, and I've given it to you. Whether you believe me or not is out of my hands. Hitler has returned from the dead and is building up an army of vampires to once again plunge this planet into another war. And as of right now, Hellsing is the only thing standing in his path. Once Hitler completely resurrects, he will be unstoppable."
Tapping his fingers on the table, Kerringway studied Integra carefully. His police intuition was telling him that this woman really believed what she was saying. If that were the case, and she really was insane, then that just made things more complicated.
Closing the file, he got up to leave. "It's late. We'll resume this tomorrow. I hope you will be more cooperative then."
Before he left the room, Integra spoke up. "Chief, are you going home now?"
He glanced at her. "Why?"
She ignored the question. "Do you have a family?"
"A wife and two kids, but why are you asking me this?"
"Go home to them. You don't want to be here tonight."
Kerringway turned towards her again. "What are you implying?"
"I like you, chief. I can tell you're a good honorable man. Go home and get a good night's sleep. You deserve it. As you said, we can continue this in the morning."
She said nothing more. Kerringway studied her for a moment before leaving the room. Once he was gone, she leaned back in her chair again. She hoped he took her advice and left for the night. She also hoped there wouldn't be too many officers on duty. Not because they would stand in her way, but for their own sake. Whether mislead or directly opposing, Alucard didn't show mercy to those that stood against him.
'I do hope he doesn't get too carried away.'
(A/N: Sorry nothing much happened. It was just a build up to the next chapter, which will be a good one. It's gonna be a bloodbath. Maybe.)
