Amen :: A Hellsing Tale :: Part 13 :: Eternal Thoughts

Alucard's POV
I sat alone on the roof of the Vatican, listening in for Victoria. There were plenty of brainless monks, homeless bums, praying women; a mess of souls. The moon appeared through the clouds; I could hear the wolves of Romania singing to it. I suddenly thought of how Victoria would look in her vampiric form; the blood seeping down her porcelain cheeks. The thought of her devouring mindless souls just gave me the butterflies; or so they say.
Alucard
It was her, I knew it. I jumped down to the center of St. Peters; the sight of the crucifixes painful on my flesh. I grinded my teeth and took a step towards the large doors, the pain growing inside me. Her voice was still ringing through my mind, making me move on. I knew how Anderson felt for her, and it pissed me off. I wanted her, all for myself.
How selfish of you, Alucard
I could picture her saying that, with that light twinkle in her eyes. I made three more steps, the pain never coming to a stop. But the thought of that unholy priest and his master laying their disgusting hands on Victoria made me want to kill someone. So, I made my way into the Vatican, with all the bums, praying women, priests and such, with Victoria on my mind.
Back to Your POV
You knew Alucard was near, you could sense him. Alexander sat in front of you on the floor, eyes closed in prayer. You just sat and watched, not impressed by the priests thoughts. You sighed heavily and looked down to the chains on your hands. They were heavy, and made your arms sore. Alexander opened his eyes and looked to your hands.
Do they hurt? he asked quietly, reaching out towards your hands.
Yes, you replied simply. He nodded and pulled out a key from his right pocket; shoving it into the locks and releasing your hands from the painful chains. They flopped to the ground with a thud; they felt like a hundred pounds.
Over the past few days you have become very weak, thanks to Alexander and Enrico. You felt like you could break at any moment; the thought of trying to escape had long gone away. You thought about Pip, and Alucard, and the rest of the gang. You missed Seras and her nighttime chats, Pip and his normal romanticism, Alucard and his spookiness, mother and her lectures, Walter and his kindness the list goes on. You really wanted to see them again.
"Promise me you wont try to escape again," Alexander said, taking the chains away.
Not like I have the strength anyway, you grunted, attempting to stand up and look out the window, but ended up on the ground in front of Alexander.
"Lets get you some food and drink," he said, picking you up into his arms like a small child. You didn't like it, but you couldn't do anything to stop him. Your head slowly leaned against his hard chest, your eyes beginning to shut. "Looks like we need to take better care of you, you cant go looking like this to the Millennium. "
"The who?" you asked, trying to keep your self conscious.
"Never mind," Alexander said harshly, dropping the subject quickly.
"No…tell me...now," you muttered, before falling into another black darkness. The only thing that you saw was Alexander's worried glare into your own eyes.
Pips POV
I looked out the window, watching the rain pour down outside. This kind of weather always made me gloomy, especially when I cant share it with my Victoria. I thought of what might be going through her mind at this exact moment, who she was talking to, what she was looking at. Perhaps it was the bright, full moon that hid behind the black clouds.
"Mr. Bernadotte, we are here," I heard from my left, looking to see that it was the co-pilot of the jet smiling down at me.
"Thank you," I muttered, bending down to grab my jacket that had fallen down when I slept. I glanced out the window and saw Rome, the wondrous city of the Ancients, gleaming below me.
I thought of Victoria as I passed a small boutique on a Roman street, thinking how beautiful she would look in the red dress that was on display in the window.
Ill have to take her there after all of this…yes…thats a good idea.
Later we arrived at a nice hotel just outside Vatican City, Walter, Sir Hellsing, and the beast Alucard meeting me in the lobby. After a nice meal we discussed our plans on getting Victoria back. Were we to just run in and grab her from their clutches? Or were we to peacefully settle this out with them? Either way, I was going to get Victoria, no matter what.
Back To Your POV
The plate of grilled meat and vegetables sat in front of you untouched. You stared at it hungrily, but kept your hands and mouth away. You knew these people were up to something, they wanted you to eat this, so you could become strong. But for what?
"Why wont you eat anything?" Alexander demanded from across the table.
"I'll eat when you tell me who the Millennium is," You replied slyly. He frowned and stood, slowly striding over to you.
"Eat, and Ill will tell you," he answered, standing before you, his shadow casting over your plate of food.
"Fine," you grumbled, picking up the fork and knife and devouring the tender meat and vegetables all in one.
"After the end of World War II, this mysterious group pooled its recourses and, with substantial help from the Vatican, relocated to Brazil and went into hiding. Millennium's researchers have discovered a way to transform people into vampires through unknown means, and monitors them using implanted computer chips, or FREAK chips." Alexander explained.
"And what do I have anything to do with them?" you asked, gulping down some of the red wine that was placed in front on you.
"That is what we have been trying to find out," he answered.
"Bullshit," you spat, throwing down your silverware. "Don't lie to me Anderson, I know you're lying! If that were true you wouldn't have had me starving and chained to a wall!"
Anderson looked to the floor; he knew he had been beaten.
"Just tell me the truth Anderson, please," you asked in a surprisingly calm tone. He looked to you and said nothing for a while.
"Alright," he began, taking a seat beside you with a sigh. "Its Father Maxwell, he...he..."
"It's alright, just tell me," you said, coxing him to spit it out.
"He plans to give you to them," he stated, his eyes to the ground.
"N...no..."
Alucard's POV
She was in pain, and I could feel it. I sat beside master and that damn Frenchman, whom Victoria loved so much. We sat in masters black limo, waiting for Father Maxwell to call us in. As the stars began to shine I saw the coward of a mortal wave us in.
"She has been sent home," he answered master as she asked where her daughter was.
"Why didn't you send her to me?" Master asked through clenched teeth.
"We didn't know of your coming Sir Hellsing," the Father replied calmly.
"I don't believe you," I snarled, sensing his lies serge throughout his body. He was going to pay for this.
"Believe what you want vampire," he spat back. "She is in London as we speak, with Father Anderson, and here's my proof."
The devious Father pulled out a small cell phone, and handed it to master. She held it to her ear, and suddenly, her eyes grew wide.
"Victoria?"
Yes mum, its me, Im okay.
"Are you in London?"
Yes mum, Im here with Father Anderson, were almost at the manor.
"Alright my dear, I will be home soon."
Goodbye mum.
We left Vatican City quickly and quietly, master not saying a word. Finally, as we got into the black limo, did she open her mouth.
"It was a fake," she said, lighting a cigar and popping it into her mouth. "She never calls me mum."
"What must we do master?" I asked eagerly.
"You cannot sense her Alucard?" she asked.
"No master, I cant sense the slightest trace of her." I replied.
"Vere could she be?" Pip asked, his gaze remaining out the window.
"Tonight, we shall find out," Master said looking to me. I knew what she was thinking; a plan to sack Vatican City. This should be fun.
Back To Your POV
You opened your eyes to bright lights surrounding you, so bright you had to close your eyes again. You could hear voices around you deep and monotone. Suddenly you felt fingers tracing up and down your cheek. You tried with all your strength to grab the hand, but your attempt failed miserably. There was laughter all around you; mocking and melancholy.
"Threes no use my dear," someone said in a German accent. You stared wide eyed at this thin, scientist, who looked to be half mad. His white coats were soaked in blood, which made your stomach turn. "You are here for good!"
He laughed a horrible, screeching laugh, different from the ones you had heard earlier. You shut your eyes, hoping it would be just a dream, but when you opened them, the man was still there.
"Who are you?" you demanded as fiercely as you could manage. He cackled again and turned to look behind him.
"I am the Doctor, my dear," he answered, turning back around with a devilish grin spread across his face. "And you will be seeing a lot of me!"
He cackled yet again, tracing one more finger up your cheek and leaving the room. You sighed and attempted to look around, soon realizing that someone had strapped you down by the neck. You began to kick and struggle to break free of the many straps that held you down, but it was no use.
"Now, aren't we feisty?" you heard surrounding you. The voice came from all corners of the room, suffocating you in sound.
"Whose there?" you shouted, your voice coming back to you.
"Your new friend my dear, that's who," the voice answered. You suddenly heard footsteps coming towards you. There was a hard breath coming up behind you, and laughter following that. "Some call me Major, but you may call me Montana Max."
"Why am I here?" you said trying not to sound frightened.
"You don't know?" he asked, surprised. "Hmm...this may take a while to explain, but I think you deserve to know."
The man had now come into view; short and chubby though he may have been, he was as menacing as Alucard. He wore a white uniform; he looked like something out of a Nazi troop. He had a cruel grin on his face, similar to the Doctors. He began to take the straps off of you, while he called for assistance. A few moments later, a large buff man walked into the room. He wore a German uniform, looking like he came straight from World War II.
"Take her to the dinning hall," Montana Max said to the man, who nodded and silently walked over to you. He took your arm and pulled you out of the room quickly. "Gently now Hans!"
The man was silent and rough, pulling you down a candle-lit hallway. About half-way through, a woman came out from one of the rooms. She had long black hair and glasses, and she carried a large musket. She wore a black uniform, similar to mothers, only there was one big difference.
There was a Nazi symbol on a necklace that dangled from her neck; the sight stopping your heart.
"Nazis?" you asked yourself; the woman looking at you with a evil grin.
"And who might this be?" she asked looking at you as if you were a child. You frowned and looked away, not wanting to speak to the Nazi woman. "Well, well a rebel, hmmm?"
You kept your gaze away from her and remained by the man known as Hans side He didn't say anything to the woman, he just moved you forward down the hallway. He stopped in front of two large oak doors and pushed them open with one hand. He pulled you over to the table and sat you down into a large thrown-like chair, quickly leaving the room.
"Damn!" you shouted to yourself, glancing down at the red handprint the man had left on your arm. You looked around the candle-lit room and thought of Pip. You wondered where he was, what he was thinking of, what he was doing. You wanted to see him so badly, to hold him once again, and to tell him that you loved him dearly. Then there was Alucard, whom you loved with all your heart.
Im in love with Pip, but I love Alucard
The doors behind you suddenly opened, and you turned to see the Major grinning madly at you. He strutted to the opposite end of the table and sat down, clapping his hands. Three men came out with drinks and food, making your stomach growl.
"Please, eat, you look famished," the major said, picking up his fork and digging into the fresh meat that sat before him. You looked down at the food before you, wondering if you should eat it. After a few moments, you decided it was for the best, and began to eat the delicious looking food that lay before you.
Something is terribly wrong with this place, I can feel it. The major is scheming something, I know it. And that crazy doctor, what was up with him? That Nazi woman was just plain weird, but then if she's a Nazi, then all of them must be. This isn't looking good. Pip, Alucard, where are you?