HELLSING: WITCH HUNTER 1616

DIANAPRINCE31

Chapter 16: Kidnapped!

Disclaimer: I do not own Hellsing

Author's Note: After this chapter, this fic will be on hiatus for a while, because I have to plan the next chapters carefully, so it's not like you guys are reading a bunch of filler chapters (I'm lookin' at you Naruto!). I was writing what I thought was going to be the next chapter and I realized I did not want to go in that direction, so I have to review my notes and plan. So, in the meantime, I will be posting another Enrico Suffers chapter, some more WoC side fics, Doggycard, Hellsing Chronicles and even the first two chapters of the third part of the Winds of Change series. I will also post my Hellsing/ Black Lagoon crossover (whenever I finish typing it). Witch Hunter will be back with epicness and a new character or two. Ok on to the final chapter before the hiatus.

The stable hand Wilbur and Schrodinger had gone to get grain for the horses as scheduled, as they were loading the carts with the feed, several large men burst into the building and attacked them. They had overpowered Wilbur and knocked him out, hence the large knot on his head and then they nabbed the boy. They left the ransom note with the unconscious stable hand. When he came to, Wilbur read the note and looking around, he didn't see Schrodinger. So, he immediately unhitched one of the cart horses and rode it as it would go back to the estate. Another groom would take care of the tired horse, while Wilbur had ran to deliver the note to his boss.

However, Integra didn't hear a single word of the groom's story. She was too busy staring at the crude note that boldly said; "We have your son, if you want to see him alive bring one thousand gold coins." The note directed that the meeting place was a grassy yet abandoned airfield. Wilbur had left to prepare Baskerville and the rest of the occupants looked towards Integra to see what her next course of action would be. By the look on the huntress' face, they could tell she was seeing red. When Integra finally did speak it was in a whisper; "My son…that whore has the nerve…" Sam, Seras, Philip and Walter looked at each other, this was not good. Integra was usually a careful and rational thinker, but now she was pissed. Without saying anything else, the Huntress strapped on her two swords and revolver. She then retrieved a crossbow and some large bolts. Walters ran out the office after Integra and tried to talk her out of whatever rash plan that was going through her mind. "Sir, I'm sure there is a better way, then whatever it is you're thinking."

"Like what?"

"We could call the authorities or the police."

"No, I am going to crucify that German piece of filth."

"You can't do that…"

"You're more than welcome to come and watch me."

Integra mounted Baskerville and was already galloping out of the gates before Walter could say anything else. When Integra reached the airfield, she immediately sensed that something was wrong. On the ground lay several men and they looked unconscious. However, one of the men came to and was trying to stand. Integra grabbed the man by his shirt and shouted; "Where is she?" The man blinked stupidly for a couple of seconds; "Huh?...What…?"

"The filthy German lady and a boy, where are they?"

The fog finally lifted from the man's mind as he said; "Some woman said that she wanted to get back her son from some rich…oh shit! Sir Hellsing! The woman never told us…if I had known…"

"WHERE ARE THEY!?"

The frightened man pointed in the direction Irmeline had gone and the Huntress rode off. Irmeline had gathered some roughnecks and told them some made up story about how her son had been stolen. Of course, she had left out the parts such as that she was at odds with one Sir Integra Hellsing, they didn't need to know that. They just needed to know that they would be handsomely rewarded. But at the airfield, she decided to have a toast of a job well done and had bought out a bottle of cheap wine, which she had swiped. The wine was drugged and when drunk rendered the men unconscious. She had decided that she did not want to meet Integra again. So, getting on the horse, which Schrodinger was tied to, Irmeline rode off leaving her accomplices. She wouldn't get a thousand gold coins, but she would still get some coins from the circus people. Irmeline had thought that she had gotten away, until she heard the sound of hoofbeats. Looking back, Irmeline saw a huge black horse and its rider looking like the pissed off version of the angel of death baring down on her. The woman saw Integra raise a crossbow, take aim and fire a bolt at her. It, however did not hit Irmeline, for that was not its purpose. On the bolt was tied a white handkerchief and as it flew Irmeline's horses head, the beast shied, skidding to a sudden stop and throwing its passengers. The cat-boy had managed to loosen the ropes, so when the horse made its stop, the ropes became untied. Luckily Irmeline and Schrodinger were unhurt, however the horse did not stay around to find out what would happen and bolted. Irmeline watched as who she would describe as the scariest person in the world, dismounted and walk slowly towards her with a revolver pointed at her. "You did a very stupid thing, you trash" Integra said icily. Irmeline grabbed Schrodinger and taking out a dagger, put it to the boy's throat. "Don't take another step! I'm …I'm warning you!" The woman's hand was shaking so badly, it was more likely she would cut herself as well as the boy. Integra shook her head; "You must not be too bright, your pathetic attempt at a hostage situation only makes things worse, for you."

"Just let me go…"

"So, you can sell my son to the bloody circus?!"

"He's not your son, he's…."

A shot rang out. Irmeline touched her cheek, where a bullet had grazed it.

"Finish that statement and the next one will kill you."

The sound of more hoofbeats could be heard and both women looked to see who it was, Schrodinger used this distraction to break free of Irmeine's grasp and scramble over to Baskerville, who gave him a friendly nuzzle. Soon Sam and Seras came into view. "What are you two doing here?" demanded Integra.

"Walter sent us to stop you from doing something you might regret" said Sam simply.

"Or illegal" added Seras.

"I don't do things I regret, maybe except not charging you two rent."

"You have stolen everything from me! That is all you rich people do! You take and take and take!" screeched Irmeline. The German women then put the dagger to her own throat. "Give me back my son or I will kill myself! My blood will be on your hands!"

"Let's not do anything rash. Perhaps…." said Seras.

"Shut up! This has nothing to do with you!" screamed Irmeline pressing the knife deeper into her neck. "Just give me my son, you rich scum!"

"No. If you're going to kill yourself, hurry up and do so already. It would save me the bullet."

"You're not making the situation any better, Sir Integra" said Seras. "She needs help."

"If by God's grace she makes it out of this alive, the only help she will get is the hangman's noose."

"You think I won't kill myself?! You will be sorry!"

"Don't! Both of you are being stupid. Think of Schrodinger!" cried Seras. Irmeline wouldn't look at the boy, but Integra turned towards him and saw how frightened the small cat-boy looked huddled next to the large horse. Even if she had abandoned him, then came back to try and sell him to the circus and then kidnapped him, Irmeline was still his biological mother and a connection like that could not be broken. The huntress sighed as she put away her revolver; "You're lucky Seras is the sensible one…." Irmeline decided that now would be a good time to attack.

"NO!" shrieked Schrodinger. There was a flash of silver and large spurt of blood…and severed hand clutching a dagger flew through the air and landed in the grass.

"That was pretty stupid" said Sam.

"Well now I have no reason to keep you alive, you filthy slag" growled Integra. Irmeline clutched her bloody stump and howled in pain. She glared at the Hunters; "I won't let you take my son". Integra kicked Irmeline to her back and stepped on her handless arm, causing the woman to scream and unsheathing the black blade she replied; "And I will not let you sell my son to the circus!" Just as Integra was about plunge her blade through Irmeline's throat, the Royal Guard showed up. Seras and Schrodinger both sighed a breath of relief. Two guards hauled the thief to her feet, while a third told her; "You are under arrest for kidnapping."

"What about her? She tried to murder me!" screeched Irmeline.

The guard gave her a confused look and said; "Murder? What are you talking about? All I saw was a Hunter restraining a criminal. Take her away." Later that day Irmeline was loaded onto a prison ship and headed towards a German penitentiary. She would spend at least ten years there, since she already lost a hand. The men that had helped her would spend about three years due to ignorance and the fact that Irmeline betrayed them. Integra would have preferred that Irmeline swing, but had to be satisfied with this outcome.

That night Schrodinger sat in an empty stall, he hadn't eaten or said anything to anyone. He went about his work morosely and the horses seemed to know, because every chance they got, they nuzzled and nibbled at him. In less than a week, his own mother wanted to sell him to the circus, had kidnapped him and tried to kill him. What rotten luck! Schrodinger decided that he would not mope about it any longer. The woman who had called herself his mother had abandoned him when he was still a little child because of what he was, as if he had any control over what he looked like. Integra was right, Irmeline was the one with the problem, besides Schrodinger had a new mother, one who loved for who he was, one who would do anything to protect him, as proven earlier that day.

Integra gazed out the large window of her office, the only other person in the spacious room was a lithe man dressed from head to toe in black leather armor; the black mask covered his face entirely.

"Are you sure that you want to do this?" the man inquired in a voice that was barely above a whisper.

"You wouldn't be here if I didn't. Besides that woman has proven that she will be a thorn in my side. I will not allow her to pull anything like she did today."

"If this is traced back to you, you could probably be executed for this. I'd hate to see that happen."

Integra smirked as she turned to face the man; "If this is traced back to me, it means you didn't do your job properly. The slag's a beggar, no one will miss her. Just get it done."

"As you wish, Sir Hellsing."

The man disappeared into the shadows and Integra turned back to the windows, if she had to swing to protect her son, she would do so gladly. A few nights later, the man in black was in her office again. "Good fortune smiles upon you, Sir Hellsing."

"You were able to eliminate her?"

"I didn't have to."

"Explain."

"The woman proved to be quite delirious and tried to escape using a comb she crafted into a knife. She was killed by the guards when she attacked them."

"It would seem that twat did something right, finally." The Hunter tossed a small leather pouch to the man. "Well at least I won't have to deal with that woman anymore."

"Will you tell your son of the woman's death?"

"I should throw a party, but many may deem that to be rather inappropriate."

The man chuckled and as he was leaving he said; "It was a pleasure doing business with you Sir Hellsing. If you need our services, you know where to find us." Integra said nothing but lit a cigar. She had decided that she would not tell the boy of his mother's death, he had already been enough, this bit of news would do nothing to help him. Integra would tell Schrodinger some other time, right now ignorance was bliss.

Chapter End

Author's Note: Who knew that Irmeline would go through all that just to sell her own kid? Who was that man in black and will we see more of him? When is the proper time to tell someone that their mother is dead? So. what's in store for the King's Hunters? You have to wait until the next chapter. See you in the next chapter!