Disclaimer: Hellsing and its characters belong to none other than Kouta Hirano.
Author's Note: Last chapter feels more like a filler than a real chapter. Also, Integra is still not sure on what's going on because our dear nosferatu won't give any answers. But he (hopefully) will in time.
"It feels very strange to see you here."
They had moved to a safer place, not far from the shoreline but still within sight, and Integra observed her surroundings.
The sky was pale grey, almost colorless, and the sand was white. The sea was a shade of darker grey with a bluish tint and rolling with daunting waves. She couldn't see anything beyond the coastline because of the thick fog.
It looked very bleak.
"Where is this?"
"This?" Alucard moved his gaze to peer over the horizon, as if searching for something. "This is what you people usually call… desolation."
Word Count: 100
Prompt: From LJ 100-prompts, Table 50-C [021 – Searching]