There are things I know about my master that she wishes I did not, some of
them more important than others and most things that she herself has chosen
to forget. Most involve a moment of weakness on her part, though one was
more an hour of love rather than a slip off the block that she holds
herself so fixedly upon; though it seemed to accomplish that bit as well.
Love is a strange thing in the eyes of humans; they fall for someone and
then forget that they ever existed until they are reminded, same for Lady
Hellsing, she found him and lost him all in the same day. Funny how
memories always come back to haunt one's mind.
His name, I believe was Phillip, though I never caught his last name, I wasn't that interested in him, it was his father that made me look twice. Phillip's father was from another organization in league with Hellsing, that name also escapes my memory, it boggles my mind that I can't recall it, possibly because young Integra turned him down in his offer for assistance after her father's death so well that I had no need to think about it twice. Father and son hung around for a few hours, arranging a return trip home and in that time he and Integra gained a bit of a relationship. He left and never came back and she forgot him in a few weeks without another word. I think it was in that time that she got her first 'human' kiss, seeing as I gave her the first.
It was after the Incognito incident, the mass losses of the men and the eventual release of my master back to the desecrated mansion that young Phillip, who was no longer that young, made another appearance. He was the head of his father's organization and was making great progress when he had heard of the near destruction of Hellsing and had to come see how we came out (we being Integra and Hellsing as a name, not as in Walter and I). He made his arrival on a dreary night, not two days after Integra was released and allowed to come home. I had been speaking to her, taunting her as I always did, when this game was interrupted by the old steward and a tall, slender man that made my master's hair stand on edge.
It took her a while to gather herself and present her name and stress that Hellsing would survive as it always did before she realized who it was. She stumbled over her words for a moment then slapped me in the stomach and told me in plain English to vacate the premises. I did, for the most part, but remained in the room, just out of the visible spectrum. I believe she knew this, but shrugged it off as my protection and I watched her demeanor change as she smiled at him and he relaxed into the couch, nearly in my lap and began yapping about the years gone by. Conversations drifted to and from work, my name was mentioned a few times, but nothing too interesting that I woke myself up for it, until finally it was three in the morning and both were ready for bed. A more interesting night, was not to be seen.
Morning, late morning mind you, found the two in the four-poster bed that is Integra's and wrapped in the blankets so tight it looked as though it was never made at all, merely crawled into and under the sheets. I'm not one to stay through the day, but that was quite the sight and the look that her sleeping body received from myself and her esteemed friend was one of surprise. Laughing my way to the dungeons, I was followed by the butler; he hung around the door to my cell glaring at my back. Our conversation was as follows, unless of course, my short term memory is going:
"Alucard, do you not find it disturbing that you should spy on my mistress the one night she may enjoy herself?"
"You know as well as I that she was aware of my presence in the room and this knowledge did not slow nor stop her actions with that boy."
"Do I detect a bit of anger in you're voice? Jealousy perhaps, I thought vampires such as you were above human emotions."
"You're hearing things old man, I am as much of a servant to her as you are, and I have no doubt that will be the last we see of that boy in this castle. Hellsing does not need help, it needs a leader, and she is one if I have ever met such a human."
"So sorry, you stepped into speech mode and nearly put me to sleep. What was the point of that little diatribe, Alucard? Make your feelings about her known and stop moping around the castle when she ignores them."
"Get out before I decide to bite you instead of this confound blood packet that you feed me."
"Very well, old friend, I will leave you to your misplaced anger, take your feelings up with her, I'm sure she will understand them."
Walter was correct in his assumption, but it was not jealousy that made me angry, or had me spying on her, it was more envy for the boy, Phillip. He is human and because of that he has permissible grounds that allow him leeway in situations such as the one with Integra. I am not human, nor have I been for many a long period, but there are short periods that I envy the human male for his ability to bed whomever he pleases without worry of her disagreeable mood in the morning.
At that time and in this one there is something else that made me pay a bit more attention to my master's relationships. She and I had had a conversation one night about the lack of heir to the Hellsing Institution and that if she took my offer this would no longer be a problem. She refused and decided to make herself an heir, no matter the cost. It was in that same week that Phillip made an appearance and as it stands, I believe she has a new reason to dent my wishes and refuse to take my hand. Integra in time, will be a mother.
His name, I believe was Phillip, though I never caught his last name, I wasn't that interested in him, it was his father that made me look twice. Phillip's father was from another organization in league with Hellsing, that name also escapes my memory, it boggles my mind that I can't recall it, possibly because young Integra turned him down in his offer for assistance after her father's death so well that I had no need to think about it twice. Father and son hung around for a few hours, arranging a return trip home and in that time he and Integra gained a bit of a relationship. He left and never came back and she forgot him in a few weeks without another word. I think it was in that time that she got her first 'human' kiss, seeing as I gave her the first.
It was after the Incognito incident, the mass losses of the men and the eventual release of my master back to the desecrated mansion that young Phillip, who was no longer that young, made another appearance. He was the head of his father's organization and was making great progress when he had heard of the near destruction of Hellsing and had to come see how we came out (we being Integra and Hellsing as a name, not as in Walter and I). He made his arrival on a dreary night, not two days after Integra was released and allowed to come home. I had been speaking to her, taunting her as I always did, when this game was interrupted by the old steward and a tall, slender man that made my master's hair stand on edge.
It took her a while to gather herself and present her name and stress that Hellsing would survive as it always did before she realized who it was. She stumbled over her words for a moment then slapped me in the stomach and told me in plain English to vacate the premises. I did, for the most part, but remained in the room, just out of the visible spectrum. I believe she knew this, but shrugged it off as my protection and I watched her demeanor change as she smiled at him and he relaxed into the couch, nearly in my lap and began yapping about the years gone by. Conversations drifted to and from work, my name was mentioned a few times, but nothing too interesting that I woke myself up for it, until finally it was three in the morning and both were ready for bed. A more interesting night, was not to be seen.
Morning, late morning mind you, found the two in the four-poster bed that is Integra's and wrapped in the blankets so tight it looked as though it was never made at all, merely crawled into and under the sheets. I'm not one to stay through the day, but that was quite the sight and the look that her sleeping body received from myself and her esteemed friend was one of surprise. Laughing my way to the dungeons, I was followed by the butler; he hung around the door to my cell glaring at my back. Our conversation was as follows, unless of course, my short term memory is going:
"Alucard, do you not find it disturbing that you should spy on my mistress the one night she may enjoy herself?"
"You know as well as I that she was aware of my presence in the room and this knowledge did not slow nor stop her actions with that boy."
"Do I detect a bit of anger in you're voice? Jealousy perhaps, I thought vampires such as you were above human emotions."
"You're hearing things old man, I am as much of a servant to her as you are, and I have no doubt that will be the last we see of that boy in this castle. Hellsing does not need help, it needs a leader, and she is one if I have ever met such a human."
"So sorry, you stepped into speech mode and nearly put me to sleep. What was the point of that little diatribe, Alucard? Make your feelings about her known and stop moping around the castle when she ignores them."
"Get out before I decide to bite you instead of this confound blood packet that you feed me."
"Very well, old friend, I will leave you to your misplaced anger, take your feelings up with her, I'm sure she will understand them."
Walter was correct in his assumption, but it was not jealousy that made me angry, or had me spying on her, it was more envy for the boy, Phillip. He is human and because of that he has permissible grounds that allow him leeway in situations such as the one with Integra. I am not human, nor have I been for many a long period, but there are short periods that I envy the human male for his ability to bed whomever he pleases without worry of her disagreeable mood in the morning.
At that time and in this one there is something else that made me pay a bit more attention to my master's relationships. She and I had had a conversation one night about the lack of heir to the Hellsing Institution and that if she took my offer this would no longer be a problem. She refused and decided to make herself an heir, no matter the cost. It was in that same week that Phillip made an appearance and as it stands, I believe she has a new reason to dent my wishes and refuse to take my hand. Integra in time, will be a mother.