Winds of Change
Sapphirewyren
Chapter 6: Real knights use Vampires
Author's Note: I do not own Hellsing
Summary: Time to meet the knights of the Round Table- again.
When one of the cooks went to bring food to the soldiers in the barracks, he came back with a manila envelope that he promptly gave to Philip. And Philip knew it was going to be bad news. Where was Sir Integra? "I saw her go in the basement," said a young maid named Erin.
Since Integra hated the desk in her office at the moment, Philip found it difficult to decide where exactly she would want to take breakfast, he decided the dining room and luckily she was there sitting at the table because he really did not want to go in the basement. As he placed the tray of breakfast on the table, he asked "Sir, what did you go into the basement for?" As soon as he asked though, he regretted it. Integra gave a small chuckle; "Vampires. I went to wake up the two of the world's most powerful vampires."
"You mean Alucard is….."
"Yes and he's very hungry."
"Ah right away sir."
Later while Integra smoked her after breakfast cigar, Philip gave her the manila envelope. She turned the envelope over, there was no indication of whom it was from. She then opened it and pulled out what looked like photos. Several photos showed the grisly scene of Leonard Taylor dead in his cell from different angles. The rest showed images of a different man, he had his throat slashed with a jagged knife. There was also a note nailed to the poor sod's head. It read: "Thou shalt not Steal". Integra showed the photo of the second man to Philip who recoiled. "Who is that man?"
"That's Joseph Sykes, Sir. He was Taylor's accountant"
"Hmm, so he's the bastard that helped that cretin steal money from Hellsing. Who killed them or had them killed can't be all that bright. This clearly reeks of tying up loose ends."
"So are you going to look into it?"
"I'm going to see the moron's body, just to make sure he's really dead, other than that, he is not a priority of mine unless he comes crawling out the grave."
Hellsing Manor: Conference Room 6:50 am
If Integra was not a dignified woman, she would have had a laughing fit right about now. The members of the Round Table shuffled into the room in various states of sleep depravation. Some had bought thermoses of coffee. None of them were happy with getting a phone late at night telling them that there was a meeting early the next day Some of them greeted her with a simple curt "Sir", but she did not answer them back. All of them were present except for one, who decided to show up exactly at 7:00. When he finally sat down, everyone looked at her expectantly waiting for her to start the meeting, but Integra merely looked around the table, observing each one of them. After about five minutes went by with the awkward silence, one of them, the late early one said sharply; "Well Sir Hellsing are you going to say something or just sit there gawking at us?" The way he said "Sir Hellsing" sounded that he obviously did not believe that Integra was of the Hellsing line, just like Taylor. Integra glanced in his direction. The man's name was Sir Emmett Archer and Taylor's most loyal friend. His brown hair stuck straight up like the bristles of a broom. Like Taylor he was loud and had a 'I'm always right' attitude. Unlike Taylor who was portly, Sir Emmett was tall and skinny. Integra wouldn't have been surprised if Sir Emmett was also in on the embezzling and would be happy to put him in the same cell the Leonard used to occupy.
A woman's voice piped up, Dame Eileen Bard, the only other female at the Round Table. "Can we please start the bloody meeting already; I have a hair appointment." Lovely how some people had their priorities in order. Some of the knights started to grumbled amongst themselves. Sir Emmett stood up; "You have the gall to demand a meeting at this ridiculous time and then sit there and do nothing!" Integra reached into her pocket, took out a cigar, lit it, and blew a puff of smoke in Sir Emmett's direction; in a bored voice said "There, I did something, are you happy now?" Sir Emmett's face turned scarlet and he barked; "You think this is a bloody game? You steal Leonard's position and now do foolishness. I will make sure that Leonard is reassigned to his rightful position and you, little girl, thrown into jail!" As Sir Emmett was ranting, Alucard phased right up through the floor behind his chair. The knights gasped at the sight of the crimson clad vampire. Sir Emmett turned around to come face to face with a manically grinning Alucard. It was like looking in the mouth of a great white shark. "Such a rude way to speak to my master. Where are your manners?" Alucard took Sir Emmett's head and pulled him closer. "What should I eat first? I usually go for the jugular, but you look like someone I should go slow with. Wouldn't want to finish you off in one bite."
Sir Emmett tried to pull away. "Who are you? Let me go!" The grip got stronger and stronger. At this rate, the knights realized that Alucard was going to pop Emmett's head like a balloon. Integra however continued to smoke and now her feet were on the table. Eileen looked like she was going to faint. A bald knight with a black beard by the name of Sir David Hughes yelled "Sir Hellsing, this is madness." By now Sir Emmett's face had gone red, blood was beginning to run from his nose and ears. Suddenly Alucard released Sir Emmett from his death grip. "You remain alive because my Master is in a good mood" snarled the vampire. He then shifted into a large black dog, with four pairs of blood red eyes, padded over to the Hellsing commander's chair, where she began to lovingly scratch behind his floppy ears. During this time, Sir Emmett staggered over to his chair and sank into it slowly.
Alucard, did Uriel tell you everything?
As much as he could in between all the questions, Police Girl kept throwing at him. But I got the gist of it.
So you know about the new 'breed' of vampires and the Chimera?
To call those abominations vampires is an insult, my Master
So what would you call them?
They do not deserve a name.
Fine, they shall remain nameless, but you cannot harm them without provocation. Apparently that is the idiotic law of this time.
You know I do not attack unless you order me to.
And after learning what these imbeciles at this table have done, would you kill them?
It is very tempting, very tempting.
Integra leaned forward, steepling her fingers, stated; "Her Majesty has given two weeks to deal with Chimera." The Round Table went up in an uproar. "What?!" cried Sir Grant Winslow running his hand through his wispy hair. "Only two?!"
Integra gave a smug look; "You need more time?"
"That would be nice" declared Dame Eileen. "I am sure Lord Wyatt didn't come up with that time frame."
"This organization does not answer to Lord Wyatt; he is merely an annoying little flea."
"But two weeks is too short, do you know how many nests of those things there are?" asked Sir Hughes. "They are all over the country, even in the cities in abandoned underground subways."
"If you had been doing your job instead of having parties, things would not have reached to this point, now would they?"
The knights bristled at the leader's statement. "It was Sir Taylor's fault" mumbled the redheaded man Sir James Sharon. Some of the knights gave Sir Sharon dirty looks, at which he looked like he wanted to melt into his chair.
Sir Edmund turned to Integra and asked "What do you propose that we do? How will you get rid of the Chimera, Sir Integra?"
"Vampires."
"What? You intend to use civilians? As what? Bait?" a shocked Dame Eileen asked.
"No, my master shall use the weapon that is the No Life King, a true Nosferatu. The ones you refer to as a 'vampire' are ghouls with two more points to their IQ level" came the disembodied baritone voice of Alucard. The knights seemed to be relieved to know at least there was a plan to get them out of the hole they dug for themselves.
Integra took the photos out of the manila envelope and tossed them in the center of the table.
"Leonard is dead." This news stunned everyone at the table.
"How did he die?" asked a ratty looking knight called Sir Edmund Piper.
"Use your eyes, man" said another knight Sir William Short (who was not short) "he was shot in the head."
"Why would anyone do this? Who would do this?" asked Dame Eileen nervously.
"It's just probably some random attack" said Sir Emmett dismissively.
Integra chuckled which gained her a glare from him. "You really believe that this is just a random attack, with that specific message nailed to Sykes' forehead?" She looked around at every knight at the table and said "I believe that this is probably a warning."
"Preposterous!" exclaimed Sir Piper. The hellhound growled at the outburst. The Hellsing leader glance pointedly at him, "What would you say it is then, Edmund?"
"It could be anything…."
Integra rolled her eyes, this was getting nowhere. She took one of the photos and lit it on fire with a lighter. "The moron was a traitor and received his just desserts. His death is not a priority of Hellsing. Another useless person just crossed the gates of Hell, where he belongs." The other knights were shocked at such a heartless reception of a fellow knight's death. "I think that we should investigate it, he was after all one of us" said Sir Emmett "It's only right." Some of the other knights nodded. "The insipid roach was a traitor, but feel free to investigate if you want. This meeting's over, I'm getting sick at looking at all of you. Please get the hell out." Such a rude way to tell someone to leave is probably what knight were thinking. Integra pointed the door and drawled, "The door is over there, use it." Alucard did not bother to hide his chuckling, the knights walked out in huff. When the knights were gone, Alucard returned to his human and burst out in a fit of maniacal laughter.
"You either must really hate those people or be on your period." laughed Alucard. Integra shot him a sidelong glance, but said nothing opting to light another cigar instead. Uriel walked into the room, "I think it's both".
As Philip was directing the movers with the new furniture, he saw the knights storming down the stairs, they looked completely pissed. In all the years he knew them, he had never seen them so angry.
"That woman is the rudest twat I have ever had the displeasure of meeting!" Hollered Sir Winslow.
"The bitch had the nerve to sick that monster on Sir Emmett" said Sir Edmund. Philip noticed that Sir Emmett looked pale and had dried blood on him. But that didn't stop him from raging or storming. Philip didn't really feel sorry for the knight, after all they did destroy the reputation of one the greatest organizations in Britain. So he ignored them, but one of the maids gave Sir Emmett a damp cloth to wipe the blood off of himself. Immediately upon entering Integra's office, Philip heard the commander issuing orders to her two vampires.
"As soon as nightfall comes you two and a squadron of soldiers will head out to the Connaught Rail Tunnel and exterminate the nest of Chimera there."
"Sir, can we bring one of the combat robots, to you know…." asked Seras
"You shouldn't need that metal abortion."
"She's fascinated by them, master" said Alucard.
"Like a kid on Christmas," smiled Integra "Fine, you take any many as you want. Get some rest before you leave." Seras skipped out of the room happily, mostly on her way to the Armory to check out the AICDs, while Alucard phased his way back to the basement to his coffin, which being an extension of him had repaired itself. Uriel, who had been sitting on the couch, said "Where are we going now?"
"Whoever said we are going anywhere? Besides shouldn't you be doing something else, more Heaven business?"
"Nope." This reply was received with an arched eyebrow.
"You sure?" Just then a cellphone began to play the song "I'm too sexy."
"That's for me" said Uriel. A few minutes later he came back in the office with a sheepish grin on his face. "Well looks like God wants me to get my feathered ass back to Heaven, His words not mine. It's been fun, Integra."
"Fun isn't the word I would use, but yes I guess there were some fun moments."
"This isn't goodbye, you know. I'll be back."
"I know you will."
"Also tell Seras I didn't forget about that date."
"THE HELL?" The archangel disappeared in a flash of golden light. Integra sighed, no wonder God wanted him back in Heaven; to keep Uriel out of trouble. She was going to miss him and his good natured manner. Philip interrupted her thoughts, "Sir this envelope came from you." Integra opened the small white envelope, read it and then put it in the inside pocket of her blazer. Walking out of the office, she called over shoulder, "Philip bring a car out front. And I like the new desk MUCH better."
Chapter End
Author's note: NOOOOO! URIEL IS GONE! WHY? WHY? I liked writing him, if I can get him back in the story, I will put him. That meeting went well too hahahaha.
Yes I write Integra as being kinda B&B (bossy and bitchy), she is a badass.
Summary: So can you guess where Integra is going? Of course you can't I haven't told you yet.
Inspirations for Integra's suits:
. (Black) Chapter 1,2
. (Brown & black) Chapter 5,6
. (Red & Black) Chapter 3, 4
. (White) Chapter 1
There you go, click on them if you want. I can't keep describing suits, so I'll put links instead. Visuals are always better anyway.
Ok on to the next chapter!
