Chapter 7: Epilogue
"Alucard!" Sir Integra screamed from the pit of her functional lungs, her voice clearly heard throughout the entire mansion. She and Walter had finally returned three days later only to find ' Hell' waiting for them. The once beautiful living room was a complete mess as not to use more harsh analogies. The curtains were mostly all ripped apart, books and pages were scattered all over the floor near the bookcases with the broken shelves. There was coal all around the fireplace staining the cream carpet black, and the once pearl white sofa was now stained crimson on three of the four cushions. Not to mention the bloody hand prints on the rest of the damaged fabric. There was, what appeared to be, the remains of a white shirt and red ribbons scattered all over her grand piano and on the floor under it. Blood was also there and the small stool was broken in two. The coffee table was none existing ant the nice crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling was now resting in the middle on the floor, its pieces reaching every nook and cranny of the large room. What the hell happened here?
"Please calm yourself Sir Integra." Walter tried his best to subdue her raging temper.
"Calm? I am calm!" She shouted back." This is your fault Walter! You said not to do anything! It's your head, remember?"
Coughing, the old retainer tried to maintain an innocent appearance.
"I'm sure there's a reasonable explanation for this. After all, it's nothing that can't be fixed."
" I'll fix you if you don't shut up! That god damn vampire! I'll have him hung by his toes as soon as I find him! And that pet of his!"
Walter sighed. It was a good thing the two had gone off somewhere. Knowing Alucard it was probably the reason they left in the first place.
And as the knight screamed her head off in furry; the door opened revealing a familiar figure and accent.
" Wow. And I thought our party wasz bad."
Sir Integra's rage filled icy eyes made him stop in his tracks just as he entered the room. If eyes could kill, he would have been dead a long time ago.
" And I suppose you were all drunk and oblivion to everything mercenary!"
" Well…." Pip started scratching the back of his head. "….yes."
"I should have all of you fed to the dogs! And what of my cellar? What did you do?"
" Tze cellar? No, no. None of tze men set one foot in it. Tze two rooms and everything elsze just as agreed."
Her anger only grew.
"How stupid do you thing I am? The door was opened with the combination! Who else?"
"Well…" The mercenary tried his best to put his mind to work on finding a good excuse. The lie had to be good. Very good….
"O dear." Walter interrupted, almost, sounding upset. "I did get the whine for the Queen' present from the cellar. I must have forgotten to lock the door after Alucard came asking about a tree for some reason. Terribly sorry."
Both Integra and Pip just stared at the retainer. There was silence for a moment. After that the knight pinched the base of her nose in a failed attempt to calm herself. Guess anger won in the end.
" Idiots! All of you!"
Storming out of, her once favorite, room, she slammed the door behind her so forcefully it caused the remainder of the damaged and cracked windows to shatter completely. The glass fell to the floor joining the pieces of the chandelier and the books.
"That went well." Pip said taking a small DVD case from his back pocket and throwing it in Walters's direction. He caught it effortlessly. After all, there was quite a bit of interesting information on it.
"None sat foot did they?"
Pip grinned. " There are….better ways of entering a room tzen just walking."
"Yes. More interesting ones." He looked at the DVD in his right hand.
"Still, if I am Walter. Why are you helping us?"
Smiling, Walter replied.
"Let's just say I owe a special girl a favor."
End.
That's it, the END. Hope you've enjoyed this small Christmas tale and don't forget to leave me a little something :).
Who knows, maybe they'll be more AXS stories in the future. Bye, bye.
Shadow
