"They were ambushed, only Taika and the boy over there survived. Taika was
sent to a hospital for treatment. They have her in intensive care but they
say she'll make a full recovery." Sir Integra nodded and looked over and
the young man being treated over by the trucks. She frowned and walked to
her car without looking back.
"Walter?"
"Yes, Integra sama?"
"We lost 24 today." Walter nodded solemnly.
"How is Captain Taika?" Walter asked.
"She'll recover. She's in intensive care," Integra sama said with a sigh. She looked down at her paperwork and pushed her glasses up her nose. "She's the third captain."
Walter frowned, "They are getting sloppy. They let her survive. Where was Arucard this time?"
"Busy with some freaks that were used as a distraction and they didn't let her survive. She survived on her own. No thanks to Brown and Damone's replacements, they panicked. Her team was sacrificed for the rest." She pulled out a cigar and fumbled around for a light with the cigar dangling from her lip.
"Need a light?" he asked pulling out his lighter. She nodded and he lit it for her and she mumbled her thanks looking down. "Would you like your tea now?" She shook her head and he made his way out as she began her paperwork.
Walter shook his head as he walked down the hall and thought about the injured Taika. She was his favorite captain to socialize with and was definitely the best of the fallen captains. She was intelligent and logical, one of those mysteriously perfect soldiers with common sense. She won't abandon Hellsing. She'll be back in 3 months and not a minute later. I wonder if its true that she kissed that La Fent boy..
1 month later
Brin lifted her gun and aimed at the paper target. She fired eight times and each shot hit nearly the same spot as the last on the target's head. She pushed the button and grabbed the target when it stopped in front of her.
"Ugh my aim is off by a small margin. I'm not sure whether to be happy its not worse or sad that I've gotten so out of practice," she muttered to herself and frowned absently scratching the white bandage on her head. She looked around the private firing range Walter told her about and saw she was the only one left except for the two attendants. She looked at her watch and shrugged.
She checked her gun at the counter and she headed for the locker room. She glanced back at the firing range attendants and smiled. Cute attendants, she thought briefly, I could like this place. The two attendants waved as she turned the corner and walked right into her commander.
Their heads smashed together as they stumbled to the floor. The sudden smack to her head stunned her and left her dizzy so she just lay on her back. Integra sama leaned over her.
"Are you okay?"
Brin sat right up, "Integra sama! I wasn't looking. Are you okay?"
"I'm quite alright if not thoroughly shaken." Brin rubbed her head groggily. "Are you okay?"
"Yes I'm fine." Integra sama stood brushing herself off. She offered her hand to Brin and helped her up.
"I'm sorry Integra sama I should have been looking," Taika apologized.
"It was my fault as well but you should be more careful with a head injury." Integra said as Brin looked down, "Well it's late. Good night Captain Taika and be more careful." She pushed up her glasses and walked down the corridor not waiting for a response.
"Good night Sir Hellsing," Brin said as she walked to the locker room.
Late that night, Brin lay awake. She cursed quietly but quite profusely as she turned on the light. "Damn this insomnia. I HAVE to get a stronger dosage of sleeping pills." She rolled over and grabbed her book. She started reading but then put it down. She climbed out of her bed and trudged down the stairs of her cousin's apartment.
She opened the fridge and grabbed some leftover chicken. She spooned it onto a plate and ate it cold as she wandered over to the blinking answering machine. "Hmm I forgot to check it when I got home." She pushed the play button and the voice of her irritating 36 year-old cousin filled the room. Seems she had met up with an old friend and was spending the night with him.
"Damn sluttish cousin," she frowned as a young man's voice came on identifying himself as Joel. He wanted to meet up and talk about what happened. Brin sighed, "Doesn't he realize I'm not interested?" she pushed the delete button. He wanted to see her after all she kissed him and saved his life and blah blah blah.
Ugh! She threw her dish into the sink and flinched at the noise it made. That kiss was a mistake. She frowned. For God's sake she didn't even like men. Seems the boy isn't going to forget me that easily. She stretched and climbed the stairs to her room pausing briefly to look in the full mirror her vain cousin Carol kept at the top of the stairs. Her short hair wasn't her favorite thing to look at and the bandage sure didn't make it any better.
She winced at her reflection and went to her room collapsing on her bed. "I hate this bed. I miss my own bed," she said into the pillow. She sat up and took another sleeping pill. She laid back and stared at the ceiling blankly.
While at talking to Walter today, she had found out Joel had quit the Hellsing Organization. He was seeing a psychiatrist and was having problems. She frowned. Maybe she was being a bit harsh on him. He at least deserved a call.
She thought about her collision with Integra sama and she itched her bandage. Integra sama... She's smart, cunning, and brilliant, a great leader. And Joel wonders how I'm willing to go back... Integra sama is reason enough. Cold and determined, she's perfect to lead Hellsing. The medicine began taking affect and she closed her eyes, welcoming sleep.
Integra sama... hmmm maybe...
A week later
Taika dressed quickly into some light gray pants and a black turtleneck sweater. She stood before her mirror looking professional and serious. Her dark blue eyes stared back at her. She sighed at her reflection. Her bandage was finally off and her hair didn't look too bad. She had it styled so it looked fashionably short and not butch.
"At least I didn't have to shave my head," she mumbled as she checked her watch. She was going to meet with Ferguson to discuss when she should return. The doctors had finally given the okay though they were quite reluctant. Brin smiled, it was going to be good to return to work. She had enjoyed the break but she couldn't stand her cousin a minute longer. She grabbed her coat and scrawled a message to Carol and ran out the door.
"Walter?"
"Yes, Integra sama?"
"We lost 24 today." Walter nodded solemnly.
"How is Captain Taika?" Walter asked.
"She'll recover. She's in intensive care," Integra sama said with a sigh. She looked down at her paperwork and pushed her glasses up her nose. "She's the third captain."
Walter frowned, "They are getting sloppy. They let her survive. Where was Arucard this time?"
"Busy with some freaks that were used as a distraction and they didn't let her survive. She survived on her own. No thanks to Brown and Damone's replacements, they panicked. Her team was sacrificed for the rest." She pulled out a cigar and fumbled around for a light with the cigar dangling from her lip.
"Need a light?" he asked pulling out his lighter. She nodded and he lit it for her and she mumbled her thanks looking down. "Would you like your tea now?" She shook her head and he made his way out as she began her paperwork.
Walter shook his head as he walked down the hall and thought about the injured Taika. She was his favorite captain to socialize with and was definitely the best of the fallen captains. She was intelligent and logical, one of those mysteriously perfect soldiers with common sense. She won't abandon Hellsing. She'll be back in 3 months and not a minute later. I wonder if its true that she kissed that La Fent boy..
1 month later
Brin lifted her gun and aimed at the paper target. She fired eight times and each shot hit nearly the same spot as the last on the target's head. She pushed the button and grabbed the target when it stopped in front of her.
"Ugh my aim is off by a small margin. I'm not sure whether to be happy its not worse or sad that I've gotten so out of practice," she muttered to herself and frowned absently scratching the white bandage on her head. She looked around the private firing range Walter told her about and saw she was the only one left except for the two attendants. She looked at her watch and shrugged.
She checked her gun at the counter and she headed for the locker room. She glanced back at the firing range attendants and smiled. Cute attendants, she thought briefly, I could like this place. The two attendants waved as she turned the corner and walked right into her commander.
Their heads smashed together as they stumbled to the floor. The sudden smack to her head stunned her and left her dizzy so she just lay on her back. Integra sama leaned over her.
"Are you okay?"
Brin sat right up, "Integra sama! I wasn't looking. Are you okay?"
"I'm quite alright if not thoroughly shaken." Brin rubbed her head groggily. "Are you okay?"
"Yes I'm fine." Integra sama stood brushing herself off. She offered her hand to Brin and helped her up.
"I'm sorry Integra sama I should have been looking," Taika apologized.
"It was my fault as well but you should be more careful with a head injury." Integra said as Brin looked down, "Well it's late. Good night Captain Taika and be more careful." She pushed up her glasses and walked down the corridor not waiting for a response.
"Good night Sir Hellsing," Brin said as she walked to the locker room.
Late that night, Brin lay awake. She cursed quietly but quite profusely as she turned on the light. "Damn this insomnia. I HAVE to get a stronger dosage of sleeping pills." She rolled over and grabbed her book. She started reading but then put it down. She climbed out of her bed and trudged down the stairs of her cousin's apartment.
She opened the fridge and grabbed some leftover chicken. She spooned it onto a plate and ate it cold as she wandered over to the blinking answering machine. "Hmm I forgot to check it when I got home." She pushed the play button and the voice of her irritating 36 year-old cousin filled the room. Seems she had met up with an old friend and was spending the night with him.
"Damn sluttish cousin," she frowned as a young man's voice came on identifying himself as Joel. He wanted to meet up and talk about what happened. Brin sighed, "Doesn't he realize I'm not interested?" she pushed the delete button. He wanted to see her after all she kissed him and saved his life and blah blah blah.
Ugh! She threw her dish into the sink and flinched at the noise it made. That kiss was a mistake. She frowned. For God's sake she didn't even like men. Seems the boy isn't going to forget me that easily. She stretched and climbed the stairs to her room pausing briefly to look in the full mirror her vain cousin Carol kept at the top of the stairs. Her short hair wasn't her favorite thing to look at and the bandage sure didn't make it any better.
She winced at her reflection and went to her room collapsing on her bed. "I hate this bed. I miss my own bed," she said into the pillow. She sat up and took another sleeping pill. She laid back and stared at the ceiling blankly.
While at talking to Walter today, she had found out Joel had quit the Hellsing Organization. He was seeing a psychiatrist and was having problems. She frowned. Maybe she was being a bit harsh on him. He at least deserved a call.
She thought about her collision with Integra sama and she itched her bandage. Integra sama... She's smart, cunning, and brilliant, a great leader. And Joel wonders how I'm willing to go back... Integra sama is reason enough. Cold and determined, she's perfect to lead Hellsing. The medicine began taking affect and she closed her eyes, welcoming sleep.
Integra sama... hmmm maybe...
A week later
Taika dressed quickly into some light gray pants and a black turtleneck sweater. She stood before her mirror looking professional and serious. Her dark blue eyes stared back at her. She sighed at her reflection. Her bandage was finally off and her hair didn't look too bad. She had it styled so it looked fashionably short and not butch.
"At least I didn't have to shave my head," she mumbled as she checked her watch. She was going to meet with Ferguson to discuss when she should return. The doctors had finally given the okay though they were quite reluctant. Brin smiled, it was going to be good to return to work. She had enjoyed the break but she couldn't stand her cousin a minute longer. She grabbed her coat and scrawled a message to Carol and ran out the door.