HELLSING: WITCH HUNTER 1616

DianaPrince31

Chapter 17: Night of the Full Moon

Disclaimer: I do not own Hellsing

Author's Note: Witch Hunter is back from hiatus. Yay! I have about three chapters planned out….on paper and in my head, but they are there. Also I am writing Hellsing: Law and Order, so …yeah…pretty much a crime drama fic…that's it for now. Let's welcome back Witch Hunter!

The number of werewolves attacks had risen over the last couple of months and right now the King's Hunters were chasing down a pack of seven, which had been spotted. Apparently six of the pack members had decided to gang up on a single one. Each huntress took out a werewolf with a silver bullet before the other four fled. As their horses chased after the monsters, Sam called out; "Whoever kills the most, gets a free drink!"

"Fine by me" replied Seras. Integra sighed, this was not some kind of game, but being in a good mood herself, she decided not to ruin the fun; "I'll just add it to your rent."

The Huntresses raced off after the remaining werewolves and once again each took out a werewolf, but the seventh one had disappeared. Looking around Seras said; "He couldn't have gone very far, at least not with those wounds."

"We should split up to find it" suggested Integra.

"Yeah, good idea, that way at least one of us will find it" agreed Sam. "And one of us will get that free drink."

"How will we know which one of us killed him?" asked Seras.

"Bring his head back as proof" smirked Integra.

"Gross" said Seras.

"That free drink is as good as mine!" said Sam as she spurred Makube into a gallop. An hour later when the Huntresses met up, none of them had the head of the werewolf.

"Looks like we were all unlucky" said Integra.

"He must have turned back into a human" said Seras.

"So we'll just have to wait until the next full moon or if he attacks again" sighed Sam. "I can't wait that long!"

"Who gets the free drink?" asked Seras. Since each hunter killed two werewolves each, they had to pay for their drinks, except Integra. She didn't drink anything and couldn't fathom why she let Sam drag to a bar after what had happened the last time.

Early the next morning Walter bought a report about woman who was rescued by a werewolf. Integra glanced up from the report; "Am I reading this correctly. She claims to she was rescued by a werewolf, not attacked?"

"Precisely, Sir."

"I want to speak to this woman."

"Philip has gone to fetch her, Sir."

Nearly a half hour later, the lady named Elizabeth Dunn was in Integra's office, along with Sam, who looked as if she would rather be back in bed and Seras who was yawning. Integra shook her head, no wonder things couldn't get done, her fellow Hunters were late risers. Well it wasn't like they had multimillion dollar companies to run. The woman began her story; "I was walking home when some man came up to me and started talking. He wanted me to go out with him and when I told him that I was engaged, he became upset and started dragging me down some alley. When the man started grabbing at me, a huge man appeared. He grabbed the creep off of me and they started tussling, when suddenly the second man started turning into some kind of animal, I think it was a wolf. I ran off, so I do not know what happened after that."

According to the police report, the man that tried to assault Elizabeth was found knocked unconscious with some minor bruising including a black eye. Of course the men's story was different, but Integra was not interested in that.

"What did he look like?" inquired Integra.

"The man was tall, had shaggy white hair that covered his eyes, he was wearing a long brown coat with brass buttons, cap that matched and black boots." After the woman had finished speaking, everyone in the office was silent, until Seras asked; "So he just changed into a wolf from a human?"

"Yes, he changed into a large two legged wolf-like creature."

"How could that be? Don't werewolves change into their form when the moon is full and change back the next morning?" asked Walter. "This one seems to have the ability to change at will at anytime."

"That can explain how the seventh one escaped from us last night" said Sam sullenly.

"If this man is a shifter and not a werewolf, this could be troublesome" said Integra, while tapping a fountain pen on the desk. "That would mean he would be able to attack and by the time, we get there, he would have shifted into a human that leaves us with a dangerous disadvantage."

Seras asked; "Is that the reason why those other werewolves were attacking him, because he's a shifter?"

"If he was involved with any of the recent attacks, I could care less. We must find him before another attack."

"Can we look for him after my morning nap? Who wakes up this early?" yawned Sam.

For the rest of the week, the Hunters searched for the white haired large man who could shape shift, but had no luck. The fortunate thing was there were no attacks from any wolf-like creatures, but Integra did not want to take any chances and had the Wild Geese looking out for any canine creatures. They were not happy to have to do this, but Integra reminded them of other things they could be doing, such as swinging from a noose. The wolf shifting man was not seen over the next couple of days, he had all but disappeared. The Hunters could spend all their time looking for him, so that case was eventually put on the back burner until any new developments were found. Meanwhile there was plenty of drama on the Hellsing Estate. Walter had bought to Integra's attention something that the head chef had complained about. "Sir, it would seem the Schrodinger was caught stealing food, several large hams." Integra shook her head, why would Schrodinger need to steal food? Was this some kind of after effect of his days of living on the streets? "I'll talk to him" Integra sighed. A night later Schrodinger crept into the kitchen, by now everyone was asleep, so no one would see him. The cat-boy went towards the steam powered ice box where the meat was stored. Just as he was going to grab some meat, the light was turned on. Schrodinger turned to Integra sitting quite comfortably at the large wooden table. "Umm hey mom, didn't see you there."

"That was the point. Care to tell me what you are doing?"

"N…nothing at all, just getting a snack…I was feeling kind of hungry…"

"Really? You already had a rather large dinner."

"I'm a growing boy."

Integra had to smirk at the snarky answer. "You don't live on the streets anymore; there is no need for you to steal food."

Schrodinger looked down at his feet and said nothing, so Integra continued; "What were you going to do with those hams?"

"Ummm…ham sandwiches?"

"Schrodinger, you get three meals a day, if you are hungry in between those, you can ask the cook to make a snack. I'm sure he wouldn't mind making you something. No more of this late night snacking nonsense."

"Yes mom…sorry mom…" and the cat-boy ran out of the kitchen.

"Do you think that will work?" asked Walter.

Integra lit a cigar; "He's not stealing the food for himself, he's feeding someone or something and I intend to find out what it is."

A couple days later, Integra saw Schrodinger scurry out of the kitchen clutching a large bundle. She followed the boy to one of the less occupied stables. Though the stable could house at least twenty five horses, only about eight occupied this one. When Integra entered the building, the boy had practically disappeared. The only sounds that could be heard were the nickering of the horses as they munched on their mid day meal. Judging from what Schrodinger was stealing from the kitchen, whatever was in the stable, was a carnivore, yet the horses were calm; probably they have become used to their new guest by now. As she went further into the stables, Integra had a feeling that she was being watched. In the stall furthest from the door, Integra saw a tattered blanket, bloody bandages, some dishware and bones from meat. "What the hell…" Out of the corner of her eye, the huntress saw movement and jumped out of the way as a giant clawed hand had swiped the air where her head had just been. When Integra got a good look at what was in the stable, she was stunned, it was the wolf man shifter the Hunters were looking for all week. This was what had been eating the good ham from her kitchen? The beast lunged at her, knocking the pistol from her hand, but before he could slash at the woman, she had ducked under him and kicked his legs from under him. She scrambled to get the pistol and the wolf-man came face to face with its muzzle when he pounced on her and pinned her to the ground.

"STOP IT!" came the cry of Schrodinger. To the wolf beast, the boy said; "That's my mom, don't hurt her." What the hell was going on here? Integra quickly glanced at Schrodinger, but kept the pistol aimed at the monster's face. "Schrodinger, what in all that's holy is going on here?"

"Mom, don't shoot!"

"I wonder why not, there's a monster on top of me!"

The wolf man growled and Schrodinger said; "Please get off of my mother." The beast looked at the boy and then back at the Hunter, he grunted but backed off. Integra got up with the pistol still trained on the wolf man, to which Schrodinger asked; "Uh…mom, can you put the gun away?"

"And should I put it where you put your sanity? What is that thing doing on my property!?"

"He was wounded and hungry, so I …took care of him…"

"So all of my food was feeding this thing!?"

"His name is Hans."

"You named it!?"

Hans growled, in response Integra said; "Shut it! One more sound out of you and your brains decorate these walls!" Hans sat down in the straw, but he didn't take his eyes off the Huntress. Schrodinger looked up at his mother with pleading eyes; "I didn't name him…that's his name. He has nowhere to go…"

"He's not staying here! We've been trying to catch this monster…."

"Hans is not a monster! He's a shifter…like me." At this Hans changed from his Wolf-man form to his human form. Integra sighed, this was not something she expected. She could feel a headache coming on.

"Can he stay? Please? He could work in the stables….or help you hunt witches…so can Hans stay?" pleaded Schrodinger.

"You do realize he just tried to kill me, right?"

"Hans is really sorry about that, right Hans?"

The large man nodded his head, but Integra said; "Sure that's a very sincere apology, what he can't speak?" The man nodded again and pointed to his neck. Beneath the cloth there was a large ugly scar. Integra peered closely at the pink raised skin; "What happened?"

"Hans said he was captured by some weird doctor and they took out his vocal cords, so they wouldn't have to hear him scream while they tortured him."

Integra looked into the Wolf shifter's eyes, they were red pools of sadness as he relived the moments in his mind. The heiress sighed; "Fine, Hans can stay. I've got two moochers living here, at least he'll be useful."

"Thanks mom, you won't regret it" said Schrodinger happily. Hans thanked Integra by wrapping her in a big hug with a soft smile on his lips.

"Okay, okay put me down Hans."

As she turned to leave, Integra felt a hand on her butt; did Hans just grab her ass? When she turned to glare at him, Hans held up a piece of straw with a sheepish smile. Integra couldn't help but smirk; "You only get one of those."

When Integra informed Walter and Philip of the new addition to their staff, the elder butler looked concerned and asked; "Are you sure that this is a good idea? I mean we were just hunting him a week ago for attacking people."

"He didn't attack anyone!" exclaimed Schrodinger. "Hans was trying to protect them!"

"Yeah right" said Sam icily. "I say we kill him…"

"I don't really care what you say" interrupted Integra. Philip decided to step in before the two huntresses went at it. "I believe that Hans can be a valuable asset to us and remember the werewolf attacks did stop after the pack was killed and there were none while Hans was hiding."

"That is true" agreed Seras.

"How will he speak to us?" asked Sam.

"He'll find a way, besides do we really need another person who don't listen?" said Integra. Since the head of the house said it was so, Hans was now part of the team. When everyone left, Walter couldn't help but ask if this was good idea again, to which Integra replied; "I trust Hans more than I trust Sam, strange isn't it? I'll have to let His Majesty know of the change in events."

The next day Integra presented Hans to King Albrecht, who took a liking to the wolf shifter immediately and even invited him a wrestling match, since both men were large. As she watched the two, Integra could only shake her head and chuckle at what she called 'childish antics'. Schrodinger who also was invited joined in the playful madness and basically all three males were chasing and grappling each other.

"Hunter Integra, come and join us" laughed the King.

"I will have to respectfully decline your offer, Your Majesty. Someone has to maintain an air of maturity."

After wrestling, they had lunch and spent time walking the expansive palace grounds, talking. When they returned, Schrodinger told everyone who would listen his time with "Uncle Al", and every time Integra cringed when she heard that. Why the King of England would allow anyone to call him that was beyond her. But at least now it would not come as a surprise to the King that one his Hunters had a shifter in her employ. The look on his face when she told him that she was blackmailing the Wild Geese was still quite funny.

1:00 a.m.- Hellsing Estate

Seras was one to always follow rules, she believed that rules were important. Without rules, there would only be chaos, but tonight; screw the rules. She bolted into Integra's bedroom and shook the woman, while shouting; "The baby is coming! It's coming!"

"For someone who is giving birth, you sure seem energetic" Integra said groggily. "Now go away, I'm sleeping."

"Come on, Sir Integra, this is our baby, you have to be there!"

"Fine, fine, whatever you say."

The two women arrived just in time to see Kitten give birth to wobbly legged little colt. The foal had the same night black coat of his father, but the white mane and tail of his mother.

"Ooohh he's so cute!" whispered Seras.

"What are you going to name him?" asked Integra.

"He's looks like the night sky, so that's what I'll call him, Night Sky."

"That's a great name" said Schrodinger as he watched the foal nurse from his mom.

"You know Sir Integra, we made a great baby."

Integra groaned; "I'm going back to bed. Welcome to the Hellsing Estate, Night Sky."

Chapter End

Author's Note: And welcome back Hellsing Witch Hunter 1616 and Hans! So there you have it, another Hellsing character, the Captain. I added in the birth of the foal because someone wanted to know when that was going to happen. Since the gestation of a horse is 12 months, it's safe to say that the three ladies have been Hunters for a year. So happy anniversary! I hope you enjoyed and see you in the next chapter!