A HELLSING FANFIC

SAPPHIREWRYEN

A Sneak Peak

Disclaimer: I do now own Hellsing

In the months that Seras worked at the London Metropolitan Police Department on its Homicide 1st Division, she could see where all the rumors of Captain Integra Hellsing being extremely violent came from.

One instance happened during a lunch hour. No one knew where Integra took her lunch, normally most officers would take lunch in the cafeteria or they would go out to eat, usually telling another officer or a supervisor where they were eating. Others on patrol ate in their cars, whenever they took lunch, but as for anyone knew Integra didn't take lunch. That would explain her slender figure.

But on one particular day, Seras was leaving the building to get some lunch and she saw Integra standing outside just staring off in the distance. Seras was going to leave but she was kind of curious to see what her supervisor was looking at so she said, "Sir, what are you looking at?" Integra at first said nothing, but then answered, "I'm not looking at anything as much as listening."

"What are you listening for? All I hear are people and cars." This time the captain didn't say anything, so Seras said, "Ok, I'm off to lunch. Do you want anything? A sandwich or maybe a..." Suddenly the Captain held up a finger and Seras thought that Integra wanted for her to shut up, until the Captain asked, "Did you hear that?"

"Umm…no" answered Seras slowly, perhaps the captain was going nutters from lack of lunch, then again suddenly the captain took off running. For some reason against Seras' better judgment, she followed.

Seras followed Integra into an alley, and there she saw a man on top of a woman. While the woman was squirming and struggling to get away, the man was giggling madly while fumbling with his belt, the sight sickened Seras. "Police!" the detective cried, identifying herself as all good cops did. However, Integra decided to identify herself in another way, by putting her shoe through the man's head. The man tumbled off of the woman, while some of his teeth were sent skittering onto the ground. Seeing that she was now free from her assailant, the woman ran to Seras. But the woman's safety did nothing to stop Integra's rage. She kicked the man's ribs repeatedly until a crunch could be heard. The captain then hauled the man to his feet and snarled, "Not so tough when a woman fights back are you?" She didn't give him a chance to answer and she gave him a hard punch to the gut which caused him to double over and fall to his knees. Integra stomped on the man's hands one after the other causing him to yell out.

Seras was surprised at the pure rage on her supervisor's face as she continuously kicked the would-be rapist's ribs. She would have stood there watching in shock, until the woman said, "I think she's going to kill him." Seras was again surprised, most victims would have let their attacker be killed, instead, this woman was asking for mercy. "Captain, you can stop now!" said Seras, but it seemed that Integra didn't hear her, so she ran over to her supervisor and then hugging her from behind said, "You can stop kicking him, Sir!" Everything was still, until Integra asked, "Why are you hugging me, Detective Victoria?"

"Oh, I'm sorry Sir, you were ….you wouldn't stop..." Seras stopped talking when she saw the smirk on Integra's face. Looking down at the broken man, the captain said "We might as well get this piece of scum back to the station" the captain hauled the man to his feet and he said through bloodied lips and broken teeth said, "You didn't identify yourself." This earned him another punch in the head, "Sure we did" growled Integra, "You were just too busy getting your ass kicked." When they reached the station, the woman made her statement, while the man, was being hauled to a holding cell, was saying that he wanted to file a complaint against Integra. The captain rolled her eyes while saying, "When haven't I heard that before?" Chief Fargason was not pleased with the criminal's condition and Integra merely drawled, "Would you rather I roll out a red carpet? Open a bottle of wine, perhaps?" Fargason decided not to respond to Integra's sarcasm.

Later when Seras told her co-workers what happened, none of them seemed that surprised and Sam told her about the time they had tracked a person named Patrick Morton, who may have been connected to a murder victim. The man wanted nothing to do with the police or the crime and he went on living his life. The police had found him at a night club and decided that they wanted to have a 'chat' with Patrick. So Sam and Pip went into the club following their captain, they thought they would box him in and get him to talk. But Integra had other plans that she did not tell Sam and Pip. The two detectives went in separate directors and Integra, being annoyed with the extremely loud music, want to have a word with the DJ. The booth where that DJ was elevated several feet above the dance floor, so one could have a good view of the crowd. The DJ was not happy when Integra pulled out a pair of wire clippers and cut some wires, cutting off the music. While the crowd murmured about the sudden stop of music and the DJ cursing at the captain, the two detectives were spotted by Patrick, most likely because of the way they moved towards him, and he made a mad dash for the door. Seeing the man running from the detective in the DJ's booth, Integra jumped and landed right on top of the poor man.

"Whoa, she did what?" shrieked Seras interrupting Sam's story. "How high was the booth?"

"It was about five feet or more" laughed Pip.

Luckily the captain wasn't hurt because Patrick broke her fall. However Patrick did not come out unscathed, he had some cuts and bruises, several lumps, and a broken arm, none which Integra cared about when she wrenched the man's arm behind his back to slap the cuffs on him. "Hey! Ow! I thought that this was supposed to be a voluntary interview!" explained Patrick angrily. "Well, we did call you several times monsieur," said Pip "and you ignored us."

"I was busy…. watch the arm! I got things to do !"
"Yes, very busy, like frequenting this shit hole" deadpanned Integra.

"I want to file a complaint about you, crazy broad. I'm gonna sue you!"

"Well you're in luck," said Integra reaching into a pocket. "I bought some of my business cards, here you can have one" She tucked it into Patrick's shirt pocket. "I don't want you to forget who you're going to sue; I would be insulted if you do"

After hearing that story, Seras began to realize that Integra didn't treat many suspects with even the smallest amount trace of humanity. She pretty much thought they were all scum. That night after her shift, Seras decided to do a bit of research on her boss. She was surprised how easy it was to get into Integra's file, well the behavioral analysis file anyway. The comments of the department's therapist and psychiatrists all said that while Captain Hellsing was a dedicated detective, she has no sympathy or tolerance for suspects. Once the suspect was caught, the verbal and often physical abuse began. Integra saw no reason to treat criminals like humans since they cared so little for their fellow humans. They were worried that this fanatical dedication to the job would mean trouble for Integra down the line. Seras was so engrossed in reading the file and being astounded by all the eyewitness reports from a simple slap to the back of the head to one suspect 'tripping over their own feet' while walking down a flight of stairs; that she nearly jumped out her chair when she heard a voice say, "Doing some spying on your boss?" Seras tried to quickly minimize the screen but failed. The petite detective turned to see the smiling face of Officer Basil Stokes.

"You nearly scared that to death, Basil!" said Seras breathlessly. But Basil just laughed and said, "I won't say anything. I did the same thing. I think most people who worked with Captain Hellsing did." Seras let out a sigh of relief; she had no idea what Integra would say her snooping in her files. The large officer leaned closer and read, "Sir Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing, that's a heck of a name, wonder what that means." To Seras, it meant that rich people had a weird way of naming their kids, but she was more interested in learning pay about all the reports of 'police brutality'. It surprised Seras that Integra was not fired or demoted. Seras thought maybe because it was Integra was rich and had probably

donated money to the police department. But when she told Basil this, he shook his head solemnly and said," It's because the department doesn't have many good detectives like her. She's dedicated, a natural-born leader, and don't let the glasses fool you, but that woman can see better than the rest of us. Captain Hellsing holds the record for the highest shooting score here, probably in all of Britain and she can short better than our best snipers. She's a great detective, we're lucky to have her." Seras was silent for several minutes and Basil continued, "There are several others that come from rich families."

"What really? Who are they?"

"Just look for the laziest ones you can find."

"Unlike Captain Hellsing, the other rich cops felt as if they didn't have to do their jobs People always say that Captain Hellsing bought her position, but that's not true, it's the others that did."

Seras was looking at the screen, "But the brass will eventually get tired of the complaints. What if this goes all thing way to the commissioner?" Basil shrugged, "I guess we'll cross that bridge when we get there."

"I hope we never come to that bridge."

The next day Walter told Seras that Integra wanted to see her in her office. This didn't sound good. When Seras reached the office, she could see Basil in there. Then the door was shut, Integra said, "Seras you're going to do a better job of cleaning your digital footprint". The blond glanced at Basil and Integra said, "No he didn't rat you out if that's what you're wondering"

"So how did you…."

"You're not the only one who can snoop around, you know."

I'm sorry Captain... I just wanted…. I didn't mean..."

"Ok stop right there. Two things: The first is you're going to have to learn to speak in complete sentences and two: I was wondering what took you so long."

"Wait you what?"

"I know that's the first thing anyone who has ever worked with me does. You just took a little bit longer."

"You were waiting for me to look at your files?" Seras asked astounded. Basil also looked shocked, he also had no clue that Integra knew. "You're going to need to show more initiative than that if you want to last long here, Victoria."

Integra dismissed both of them and Walter came in with a cup of tea, which he placed on the desk. "Are you sure that was the right thing to do?"

"Maybe I should make a competition out of this."

"Sir you wouldn't."

"The first person to find out where I live gets 5000 pounds."

"Don't you live in that large manor outside of London?"

"That old wreck? I was thinking of selling it. How much do you think it's worth?"

It was a good thing Walker wasn't holding the tea. "What would your father think? What about..." Integra waved her hand impatiently, "Who needs to live in a place that large?" Walter sighed, the young captain always found ways to surprise him.

Chapter End