Alexander Anderson, priest and killer for the illustrious Iscariot
organization. He came to the Hellsing Institution with my boss to discuss
the vampire problem plaguing England. When I told Alucard of his coming
his features changed and he growled quite audibly.
"His master killed Integra, and now you bring him here?"
"Not my call, my boss wants to meet with you and he's coming as well, he wants to know if I will be carrying on as the new leader of Hellsing or if I will leave the killing to Iscariot."
He stared at me but said nothing, taking his usual seat on the couch.
"Will you sit in on the conversation?"
"Yes."
"All right then."
The night of the meeting was dreary and rainy. Alucard stood to my right and never moved, as if he were a statue. My boss, Abraham Wilkins entered and informed me of various unimportant developments in America, he stopped in the middle and stared at Alucard.
"Who is he?"
"Ask him yourself sir, I do not relay messages."
"Fine then. Who are you sir? And what have you to do with this conversation?"
"I am an overseer sir. There is a man I wish to see."
"I don't think I got your name."
"Abraham, you don't need it. Is the priest here?"
"Yes, Anderson is outside the door."
"Well then, let him in."
"Do I look like a butler to you young lady, what about the man over there."
"Abraham, please."
"All right."
Abraham opened the door and as I watched a very tall man entered; he had to duck to get in the door. I looked at him closely, examining his outfit and attitude. He was wearing a silver trench coat with purple bars down the front. A large silver cross was around his neck, white pants, and a black vest over a white shirt. He didn't look so bad as far as the clothing went, but his face caught me off-guard. His green eyes were wild looking, and down the left side of his face was a long scar. His glasses reflected brightly in the fading sunlight. He looked towards Alucard and his expression changed to anger.
"Well, you are a survivor aren't you, vampire?"
My boss nearly fell over when he heard the vampire comment. He looked towards Alucard who smiled strangely at him, baring his sharp canines. Abraham walks to the other side of the room, away from the creature at my side. Alexander laughed a little, and then faced me.
"Are you going to restart the organization, or are vampires to much for you little girl?"
"I want to know about the organization before I decide that."
"England is overrun with the scum that walks the night, be careful who you side with."
He was looking, not at me, but at Alucard who did nothing. He looked at Anderson and glared, but nothing else.
"I trust him more than I do you, sir."
"He's a fiend."
"And you are a murderer."
"The only good vampire is a dead one, and you will regret this choice little one."
"Is that a threat? I thought the Iscariot organization was about the good of the people, but now I see they are not above threatening the ones that they wish to protect. No sir, I will not side with you or your organization. As for Hellsing, what I do with this decrepit old house is my choice, not yours. Now, if we are through here, I would appreciate it if you would leave."
"You're making a mistake joining with these creatures, and him in particular, he is a dangerous monster. God will punish you for your betrayal for the dark side."
"Please. God has punished me enough as it is, and as for turning to the dark side, it sounds like a movie poster for Star Wars. As far as I have gathered, Alucard is not as dangerous to me as he may be to you, we have an understanding."
"You let him bite you. How do you know that he is not leading you like a puppet on a string?"
"I trust him more than I trust you, now get out of my home!"
He left, but not before nearly attacking Alucard. From somewhere, knifes appeared and shot at him. It surprised me a little that after six or seven he was still standing, much less laughing.
"Damned priest, he's determined. Those actually hurt."
"You ok?"
"Fine."
He looked at me and proceeded to sit on the couch and cross his legs as he always did. I knew, and I believe that he knew that the threats of the priest had some truth behind them, though at the moment I didn't care.
"His master killed Integra, and now you bring him here?"
"Not my call, my boss wants to meet with you and he's coming as well, he wants to know if I will be carrying on as the new leader of Hellsing or if I will leave the killing to Iscariot."
He stared at me but said nothing, taking his usual seat on the couch.
"Will you sit in on the conversation?"
"Yes."
"All right then."
The night of the meeting was dreary and rainy. Alucard stood to my right and never moved, as if he were a statue. My boss, Abraham Wilkins entered and informed me of various unimportant developments in America, he stopped in the middle and stared at Alucard.
"Who is he?"
"Ask him yourself sir, I do not relay messages."
"Fine then. Who are you sir? And what have you to do with this conversation?"
"I am an overseer sir. There is a man I wish to see."
"I don't think I got your name."
"Abraham, you don't need it. Is the priest here?"
"Yes, Anderson is outside the door."
"Well then, let him in."
"Do I look like a butler to you young lady, what about the man over there."
"Abraham, please."
"All right."
Abraham opened the door and as I watched a very tall man entered; he had to duck to get in the door. I looked at him closely, examining his outfit and attitude. He was wearing a silver trench coat with purple bars down the front. A large silver cross was around his neck, white pants, and a black vest over a white shirt. He didn't look so bad as far as the clothing went, but his face caught me off-guard. His green eyes were wild looking, and down the left side of his face was a long scar. His glasses reflected brightly in the fading sunlight. He looked towards Alucard and his expression changed to anger.
"Well, you are a survivor aren't you, vampire?"
My boss nearly fell over when he heard the vampire comment. He looked towards Alucard who smiled strangely at him, baring his sharp canines. Abraham walks to the other side of the room, away from the creature at my side. Alexander laughed a little, and then faced me.
"Are you going to restart the organization, or are vampires to much for you little girl?"
"I want to know about the organization before I decide that."
"England is overrun with the scum that walks the night, be careful who you side with."
He was looking, not at me, but at Alucard who did nothing. He looked at Anderson and glared, but nothing else.
"I trust him more than I do you, sir."
"He's a fiend."
"And you are a murderer."
"The only good vampire is a dead one, and you will regret this choice little one."
"Is that a threat? I thought the Iscariot organization was about the good of the people, but now I see they are not above threatening the ones that they wish to protect. No sir, I will not side with you or your organization. As for Hellsing, what I do with this decrepit old house is my choice, not yours. Now, if we are through here, I would appreciate it if you would leave."
"You're making a mistake joining with these creatures, and him in particular, he is a dangerous monster. God will punish you for your betrayal for the dark side."
"Please. God has punished me enough as it is, and as for turning to the dark side, it sounds like a movie poster for Star Wars. As far as I have gathered, Alucard is not as dangerous to me as he may be to you, we have an understanding."
"You let him bite you. How do you know that he is not leading you like a puppet on a string?"
"I trust him more than I trust you, now get out of my home!"
He left, but not before nearly attacking Alucard. From somewhere, knifes appeared and shot at him. It surprised me a little that after six or seven he was still standing, much less laughing.
"Damned priest, he's determined. Those actually hurt."
"You ok?"
"Fine."
He looked at me and proceeded to sit on the couch and cross his legs as he always did. I knew, and I believe that he knew that the threats of the priest had some truth behind them, though at the moment I didn't care.