"So what's the plan?"
Annoying blonde strands were brushed away with stiff, tired fingers as Integral lifted her head from the table. Her suit top had long been discarded onto the floor along with her tie, and Alucard amusedly noticed the dark rings under her eyes, spreading outwards like ripples on a lake of frosted blue. She turned her gaze to the half dozing Heinkel, biting down on her 25th cigarette, depenging entirely on the exhausted effect of nicotine to stay alert. Besides her, Yumiko slept upright, every so often shoved back up by a grumpy Walter while he drank cup after cup of tea flavored with extra lemon. His thin seemingly lipless mouth was made even more grim by the striking bitterness of the lemon, and only moved to grumble when Yumiko drooled onto his shoulder. Heinkel yawned, and stubbed out her cigarette along with the others in the blackened brass ashtray.
"So what's the plan?" she repeated.
"Besides from the invasion of the lower depths, lighting the barrels of gunpowder and killing Enrico Maxwell? Nothing. No details, no plans, or any influences" she said with a cursory glance at Heinkel " but otherwise...we have a goal."
The vampire chuckled softly, and placed his boots upon the table in front of Heinkel with unecessary flourish.
""Wo steckt der Priester?" Where's your priest?) he said lazily to the priestess, who stiffened. Integral, annoyed at the lack of attention on her part, coughed slightly.
"Sie sprechen Deutsch?"(You speak German?) Heinkel whispered hoarsely.
"Ja."(Yes.) He responded with a snort of laughter. "Vor ich gerade geschah, Ihre dumme kleine Sprache ungefähr 300 Jahren zu studieren."(I have studied your silly little language some 300 years ago.)
Heinkel ignored the blantant insult to her language, and pointed to Integral. "Spricht sie deutsch?"(Does she speak german?) she demanded.
"Nein."(No.)
Heinkel grinned widely, and and gave a snide wave of her hand to Integral, who narrowed her gaze.
"If you may Sir Hellsing, I wish to discuss private matters with your pet alone. If you are so kind as to remove Sir Walter and my friend to their quarters, I promise to share what we have talked about to great detail."
The young woman felt her hand itch to slap the smug look of victory away from Heinkel's face, but only straightened and folded her hands together.
"I will not leave this room. I will send away Sir Water and Miss Yumiko but I must stay. I do not trust you fully...yet. AND do not even try to disuade me, Alucard.I have the perfect right to stay here and listen to this...interesting conversation."
Heinkel shrugged.
"Your choice, Dame des Eises."(Your choice, Lady of Ice.)
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Alucard waited until Integral sat back down, and smiled with delight when she whipped out the small recorder from under the table. Heinkel scowled, but turned a blind eye as she loaded the tape in in order to face Alucard's red eyes and bright sharp toohed grin.
"Sie haben meine Frage nicht beantwortet."."(You never answered my question.) He leaned forward, and leaned his chin on the back of one hand.
""Was? Alexander ist bei Victoria. Fragen Sie mich nicht, was die anstelln ... ich will es auch nicht wissen." ."(What? Alexander is with Miss Victoria. Don't ask me what they are doing...I do not wish to know.) Heinkel smirked when she noticed the slight flash of anger cross Alucard's face , and casually reached for another cigarette. Integral growled softly in her chest when she saw a cigar in Heinkel's hand, one of her best. She stayed quiet though, for fear of missing anything essential.
""Ist das so? Egal ... weniger Belastung. Jetzt,"(Is that so? Oh well....less burden) he said as he took a sip of the ruby red blood from his wineglass "What are Iscariot's weaknesses in your opinion?" Integral nodded in grateful approval, and pressed record on the tapeplayer.
Heinkel laughed rudely, and shook her head. Alucard smiled and began to laugh along with her in her disbelieving hysterical delight. Suddenly, he grabbed her chin and squeezed tightly, the smile never leaving his face as hers fled.
""Noch bin ich freundlich. Sagen Sie die Wahrheit ."(I'm asking nicely) he growled through his clenched smile. "Sagen Sie die Wahrheit..... Was sind die Schwächen?"(Say the truth....what are the weaknesses?)
Heinkel jerked away, and gritted her teeth. Flames of anger rose higher and higher in her green eyes as she glared at the still smiling master vampire, before flicking her gaze to the smirking Integral.
"Leck mich!!"(LICK ME!) she snarled suddenly as she knocked away the wineglass. Alucard didn't even acknowlege it's smashing as Heinkel stood up and glared at him with her hands in tight fists at her sides.
"Nicht piss ich weg, sie batard! Ich habe eine schlechte Woche gehabt, und ich benötige nicht Ihre Drohungen!"(Don't piss me off, you bastard! I have been through enough this week and I don't want to hear what you have to say!)
""Bring mich nicht zur Weißglut, du Bastard! Ich hab genug durchgemacht und deinen Scheiß hör ich mir nicht an!".
"Ich weiß .... du hast viel durchgemacht in letzter Zeit."(I understand......you have been through much this past week) he said slowly, and willed her to sit back down. He gave a wink to Integral, who sighed and rolled her eyes.
Heinkel sat back, and took an another drag on the cigar.
"Die Fenster." (The windows)
"Was?"(What?) He motioned to Integral, who onced again pressed record.
""Die Fenster führen in Maxwells Büro."."(The windows lead into Maxwell's office.) She pointed to Alucard's guns under his coat""Du kannst doch schießen, oder? Richtig gut, nicht? Dann kümmerst du dich um die Truppen, der dreckige Verräter gehört mir."
(You can shoot, no? You can shoot well? You may overtake the troops and the betrayer is mine.)
"Einverstanden?"(Agreed?)
The vampire turned to his Master, and closed his eyes.
"Einverstanden."(Agreed.)
Heinkel let out a small squeal of delight, and leapt out of her chair like a little girl. She snatched up her trenchcoat,and shrugged it on over her chengosam.
"Der Führer fällt und der kleine richtlinie !" she sang as she made for the double doors. "Der Führer weint am ersten Blut!Heute abend! Heute abend! Der Führer beendet die Tat und alle kommen für das abschließende Bravo!"(looks down*Gee can you read?)
Integral blinked, and shut off the recorder.
"What did she say?"
"The windows." He opened his scarlet eyes, and smiled softly. "The windows are weak, The leader will fall and the small will rule! The leader will weep at first blood.....tonight....tonight....The Leader ends the act and all come for the final bravo."
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The wedding dress was perfect. All silk and pearl, the white lace cap topping it off with it's perfect point in the middle of her forehead. Rubies sparkle at her throat, diamonds flash on her fingers, white silk glistens and the mother of pearl seeds at her waist circle her hip's like a lover's arm. Creamy shoulders are bare to the eye, and little feet snug in glass shoes. Hair no longer spiked, but soft and tendrils tickle her throat made it all the more appealing to brush away and kiss.
Large hands come from behind and allow themselvees to rest on the soft flesh. He stared into the mirror, trying in vain to capture her eyes in the reflection.
"Will you?"
"No."
He furrows his brows, and the hands go closer to the base of her throat. Closing his eyes, he smiles as he leans against her.
"No new experiences?"
"No."
"I can take you anywhere....any place...Paris...Peru...The Eiffel Tower. Forever and ever, we shall journey...until there is nothing to see."
"I've seen it all."
He fingers the rubies casually, rubs them with a pad absently. The hands come closer.
"There will be many of these, I promise. Drowning in their scarlet glow...you will submit."
"No."
The rubies turn to blood, and stain the deep decollectage of the dress. He lifts a hand, and holds it tightly.
"There will be more diamonds, to make up for tears of the past."
"No."
Sparkling becomes liquid, and make small puddles on the floor. The hands come in closer. He sighs, and lays his chin on one shoulder. She just stands stiffly, still staring into the mirror.
"You've seen nothing."
"I've seen it all."
He cups her wet hand, and lifst away a palm filled with her tears.
"Water of regret. Your Niagra Falls."
"I have seen water,it's water....that's all."
"The man you will marry and the home you will share?" he questions, as he brushes at the small tendrils with his nose. She closes her eyes, claspes her hands together as if in prayer as he nuzzles at the long cord in her neck, aware of his teeth nibbling slightly.
"To be honest" she lifts a hand and moves his head from her shoulder "I really do not care."
With a moan, he presses his face into scented hair at the back of her neck, where it hangs low and soft.
"Your grandson's hand as he plays with your hair?" He says quietly.
She moves away slightly, but the hands come in closer.
"To be honest, I really do not care."
He grimaces, and runs his fingers gently up and down the line of her throat.
"You've seen nothing." He says as he leans in.
"I've seen it all."
"All...except this."
She watches in mute horror as his sharp canines grow bigger, and tries to move away. His hands however grip tightly around her throat, and he presses his lips to the two small holes. The room darkens, the dress turns into red silk, the pearl seeds falling off one by one. He whirls her around, forcing her to look into his eyes.
"I've seen the brightness in one little spark.I've seen what I chose and I've seen what I need,and that is enough, to want more would be greed."
The fangs are exposed he pulls back his lips,and she falls into darkness.
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Seras jerked upwards, breathing heavily as her hand flew to her neck. Sighing in relief, she fell back.
Nothing.
Just a nightmare.
She turned onto her side, clutching her stomach tightly. It was like the other one...the priest trying to turn her to his side, trying to seduce her for his benefit, this time for marriage. It felt so real...so horribly, sweetly, temptingly real.
'It is real' she thought bitterly as she punched her pillow. 'That's exactly what he's trying to do.' She turned onto her back, and glared at the ceiling with misplaced contempt.
The museum incident had stirred up her feelings in the past few hours since it had taken place. Her former master, despite his wound, had not attracted her attention as much as his obvious emotional anguish that the loss of his title and rights. Maybe it was just maternal...maybe it was genuine conern for his welfare...maybe she was just being stupid.
And why was that?
"Because you are stupid" she mumbled. She tugged at the collar of her nightgown, suddenly noticing the utter itch of lace tight around her throat. So that was what the hands were..go figure. No wonder he was strangling her....she glanced down at her chest. No blood either, She yawned, and sat up wearily. She put on her pink robe, and made her way to the small window, ignoring the cold floor's little barbs of pain.
She turned her gaze upwards, staring full into the moon's bright glow as it bore down.
"Twinkle twinkle little star.." she said faintly "How I wonder what you are...up above the sky so bright...like a diamond in the night...twinkle twinkle little star, how I wonder what you are." She gave a short laugh, and closed the window slowly. She went back to her bed, and sat down on the edge of it. With a quick look around, she leaned down to draw a small box from under her bed. With a snap, it opened, and she quickly flicked through the photos until she found the one she was looking for.
"...Hi Dad. How're you...." she sat silent for a second, then continued. "I'm fine, I guess. Just stalking and killing the undead for the good of mankind. Crazy huh?" She chuckled, and crinkled her eyes. " It is, at least I think so. I have two men bargaining for my soul, enemies in the midst of my workplace, my love life isn't worth crap....so same old same old. You never had to deal with that, especially when Mom was still alive.....you know I actually can stand blood now? It used to be whenever I cut my knee I'd scream and scream, now I just lick it off and go my way. Bet you wished I did that when I was a kid huh? Also Daddy, what do you think about me being the object of affection of a Catholic insane priest? Bet you would run him right off the lawn if I had ever brought some guys like that home, huh?" She laughed fully now, and smiled sadly at the picture. "Daddy...I have to go now." She pressed her lips to the picture, and tucked it under her pillow. "Sleep tight....don't let the earwigs bite."
Seras took no notice when minutes later, Alexander stepped away from the shadowed corner to silently walk out the door. Closing it behind him, he bent his head to stare at the floor.
"He comes to the daughter the gift of a Father..." he said softly as he walked down the hall."The Father....is what she seeks."
Annoying blonde strands were brushed away with stiff, tired fingers as Integral lifted her head from the table. Her suit top had long been discarded onto the floor along with her tie, and Alucard amusedly noticed the dark rings under her eyes, spreading outwards like ripples on a lake of frosted blue. She turned her gaze to the half dozing Heinkel, biting down on her 25th cigarette, depenging entirely on the exhausted effect of nicotine to stay alert. Besides her, Yumiko slept upright, every so often shoved back up by a grumpy Walter while he drank cup after cup of tea flavored with extra lemon. His thin seemingly lipless mouth was made even more grim by the striking bitterness of the lemon, and only moved to grumble when Yumiko drooled onto his shoulder. Heinkel yawned, and stubbed out her cigarette along with the others in the blackened brass ashtray.
"So what's the plan?" she repeated.
"Besides from the invasion of the lower depths, lighting the barrels of gunpowder and killing Enrico Maxwell? Nothing. No details, no plans, or any influences" she said with a cursory glance at Heinkel " but otherwise...we have a goal."
The vampire chuckled softly, and placed his boots upon the table in front of Heinkel with unecessary flourish.
""Wo steckt der Priester?" Where's your priest?) he said lazily to the priestess, who stiffened. Integral, annoyed at the lack of attention on her part, coughed slightly.
"Sie sprechen Deutsch?"(You speak German?) Heinkel whispered hoarsely.
"Ja."(Yes.) He responded with a snort of laughter. "Vor ich gerade geschah, Ihre dumme kleine Sprache ungefähr 300 Jahren zu studieren."(I have studied your silly little language some 300 years ago.)
Heinkel ignored the blantant insult to her language, and pointed to Integral. "Spricht sie deutsch?"(Does she speak german?) she demanded.
"Nein."(No.)
Heinkel grinned widely, and and gave a snide wave of her hand to Integral, who narrowed her gaze.
"If you may Sir Hellsing, I wish to discuss private matters with your pet alone. If you are so kind as to remove Sir Walter and my friend to their quarters, I promise to share what we have talked about to great detail."
The young woman felt her hand itch to slap the smug look of victory away from Heinkel's face, but only straightened and folded her hands together.
"I will not leave this room. I will send away Sir Water and Miss Yumiko but I must stay. I do not trust you fully...yet. AND do not even try to disuade me, Alucard.I have the perfect right to stay here and listen to this...interesting conversation."
Heinkel shrugged.
"Your choice, Dame des Eises."(Your choice, Lady of Ice.)
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Alucard waited until Integral sat back down, and smiled with delight when she whipped out the small recorder from under the table. Heinkel scowled, but turned a blind eye as she loaded the tape in in order to face Alucard's red eyes and bright sharp toohed grin.
"Sie haben meine Frage nicht beantwortet."."(You never answered my question.) He leaned forward, and leaned his chin on the back of one hand.
""Was? Alexander ist bei Victoria. Fragen Sie mich nicht, was die anstelln ... ich will es auch nicht wissen." ."(What? Alexander is with Miss Victoria. Don't ask me what they are doing...I do not wish to know.) Heinkel smirked when she noticed the slight flash of anger cross Alucard's face , and casually reached for another cigarette. Integral growled softly in her chest when she saw a cigar in Heinkel's hand, one of her best. She stayed quiet though, for fear of missing anything essential.
""Ist das so? Egal ... weniger Belastung. Jetzt,"(Is that so? Oh well....less burden) he said as he took a sip of the ruby red blood from his wineglass "What are Iscariot's weaknesses in your opinion?" Integral nodded in grateful approval, and pressed record on the tapeplayer.
Heinkel laughed rudely, and shook her head. Alucard smiled and began to laugh along with her in her disbelieving hysterical delight. Suddenly, he grabbed her chin and squeezed tightly, the smile never leaving his face as hers fled.
""Noch bin ich freundlich. Sagen Sie die Wahrheit ."(I'm asking nicely) he growled through his clenched smile. "Sagen Sie die Wahrheit..... Was sind die Schwächen?"(Say the truth....what are the weaknesses?)
Heinkel jerked away, and gritted her teeth. Flames of anger rose higher and higher in her green eyes as she glared at the still smiling master vampire, before flicking her gaze to the smirking Integral.
"Leck mich!!"(LICK ME!) she snarled suddenly as she knocked away the wineglass. Alucard didn't even acknowlege it's smashing as Heinkel stood up and glared at him with her hands in tight fists at her sides.
"Nicht piss ich weg, sie batard! Ich habe eine schlechte Woche gehabt, und ich benötige nicht Ihre Drohungen!"(Don't piss me off, you bastard! I have been through enough this week and I don't want to hear what you have to say!)
""Bring mich nicht zur Weißglut, du Bastard! Ich hab genug durchgemacht und deinen Scheiß hör ich mir nicht an!".
"Ich weiß .... du hast viel durchgemacht in letzter Zeit."(I understand......you have been through much this past week) he said slowly, and willed her to sit back down. He gave a wink to Integral, who sighed and rolled her eyes.
Heinkel sat back, and took an another drag on the cigar.
"Die Fenster." (The windows)
"Was?"(What?) He motioned to Integral, who onced again pressed record.
""Die Fenster führen in Maxwells Büro."."(The windows lead into Maxwell's office.) She pointed to Alucard's guns under his coat""Du kannst doch schießen, oder? Richtig gut, nicht? Dann kümmerst du dich um die Truppen, der dreckige Verräter gehört mir."
(You can shoot, no? You can shoot well? You may overtake the troops and the betrayer is mine.)
"Einverstanden?"(Agreed?)
The vampire turned to his Master, and closed his eyes.
"Einverstanden."(Agreed.)
Heinkel let out a small squeal of delight, and leapt out of her chair like a little girl. She snatched up her trenchcoat,and shrugged it on over her chengosam.
"Der Führer fällt und der kleine richtlinie !" she sang as she made for the double doors. "Der Führer weint am ersten Blut!Heute abend! Heute abend! Der Führer beendet die Tat und alle kommen für das abschließende Bravo!"(looks down*Gee can you read?)
Integral blinked, and shut off the recorder.
"What did she say?"
"The windows." He opened his scarlet eyes, and smiled softly. "The windows are weak, The leader will fall and the small will rule! The leader will weep at first blood.....tonight....tonight....The Leader ends the act and all come for the final bravo."
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The wedding dress was perfect. All silk and pearl, the white lace cap topping it off with it's perfect point in the middle of her forehead. Rubies sparkle at her throat, diamonds flash on her fingers, white silk glistens and the mother of pearl seeds at her waist circle her hip's like a lover's arm. Creamy shoulders are bare to the eye, and little feet snug in glass shoes. Hair no longer spiked, but soft and tendrils tickle her throat made it all the more appealing to brush away and kiss.
Large hands come from behind and allow themselvees to rest on the soft flesh. He stared into the mirror, trying in vain to capture her eyes in the reflection.
"Will you?"
"No."
He furrows his brows, and the hands go closer to the base of her throat. Closing his eyes, he smiles as he leans against her.
"No new experiences?"
"No."
"I can take you anywhere....any place...Paris...Peru...The Eiffel Tower. Forever and ever, we shall journey...until there is nothing to see."
"I've seen it all."
He fingers the rubies casually, rubs them with a pad absently. The hands come closer.
"There will be many of these, I promise. Drowning in their scarlet glow...you will submit."
"No."
The rubies turn to blood, and stain the deep decollectage of the dress. He lifts a hand, and holds it tightly.
"There will be more diamonds, to make up for tears of the past."
"No."
Sparkling becomes liquid, and make small puddles on the floor. The hands come in closer. He sighs, and lays his chin on one shoulder. She just stands stiffly, still staring into the mirror.
"You've seen nothing."
"I've seen it all."
He cups her wet hand, and lifst away a palm filled with her tears.
"Water of regret. Your Niagra Falls."
"I have seen water,it's water....that's all."
"The man you will marry and the home you will share?" he questions, as he brushes at the small tendrils with his nose. She closes her eyes, claspes her hands together as if in prayer as he nuzzles at the long cord in her neck, aware of his teeth nibbling slightly.
"To be honest" she lifts a hand and moves his head from her shoulder "I really do not care."
With a moan, he presses his face into scented hair at the back of her neck, where it hangs low and soft.
"Your grandson's hand as he plays with your hair?" He says quietly.
She moves away slightly, but the hands come in closer.
"To be honest, I really do not care."
He grimaces, and runs his fingers gently up and down the line of her throat.
"You've seen nothing." He says as he leans in.
"I've seen it all."
"All...except this."
She watches in mute horror as his sharp canines grow bigger, and tries to move away. His hands however grip tightly around her throat, and he presses his lips to the two small holes. The room darkens, the dress turns into red silk, the pearl seeds falling off one by one. He whirls her around, forcing her to look into his eyes.
"I've seen the brightness in one little spark.I've seen what I chose and I've seen what I need,and that is enough, to want more would be greed."
The fangs are exposed he pulls back his lips,and she falls into darkness.
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Seras jerked upwards, breathing heavily as her hand flew to her neck. Sighing in relief, she fell back.
Nothing.
Just a nightmare.
She turned onto her side, clutching her stomach tightly. It was like the other one...the priest trying to turn her to his side, trying to seduce her for his benefit, this time for marriage. It felt so real...so horribly, sweetly, temptingly real.
'It is real' she thought bitterly as she punched her pillow. 'That's exactly what he's trying to do.' She turned onto her back, and glared at the ceiling with misplaced contempt.
The museum incident had stirred up her feelings in the past few hours since it had taken place. Her former master, despite his wound, had not attracted her attention as much as his obvious emotional anguish that the loss of his title and rights. Maybe it was just maternal...maybe it was genuine conern for his welfare...maybe she was just being stupid.
And why was that?
"Because you are stupid" she mumbled. She tugged at the collar of her nightgown, suddenly noticing the utter itch of lace tight around her throat. So that was what the hands were..go figure. No wonder he was strangling her....she glanced down at her chest. No blood either, She yawned, and sat up wearily. She put on her pink robe, and made her way to the small window, ignoring the cold floor's little barbs of pain.
She turned her gaze upwards, staring full into the moon's bright glow as it bore down.
"Twinkle twinkle little star.." she said faintly "How I wonder what you are...up above the sky so bright...like a diamond in the night...twinkle twinkle little star, how I wonder what you are." She gave a short laugh, and closed the window slowly. She went back to her bed, and sat down on the edge of it. With a quick look around, she leaned down to draw a small box from under her bed. With a snap, it opened, and she quickly flicked through the photos until she found the one she was looking for.
"...Hi Dad. How're you...." she sat silent for a second, then continued. "I'm fine, I guess. Just stalking and killing the undead for the good of mankind. Crazy huh?" She chuckled, and crinkled her eyes. " It is, at least I think so. I have two men bargaining for my soul, enemies in the midst of my workplace, my love life isn't worth crap....so same old same old. You never had to deal with that, especially when Mom was still alive.....you know I actually can stand blood now? It used to be whenever I cut my knee I'd scream and scream, now I just lick it off and go my way. Bet you wished I did that when I was a kid huh? Also Daddy, what do you think about me being the object of affection of a Catholic insane priest? Bet you would run him right off the lawn if I had ever brought some guys like that home, huh?" She laughed fully now, and smiled sadly at the picture. "Daddy...I have to go now." She pressed her lips to the picture, and tucked it under her pillow. "Sleep tight....don't let the earwigs bite."
Seras took no notice when minutes later, Alexander stepped away from the shadowed corner to silently walk out the door. Closing it behind him, he bent his head to stare at the floor.
"He comes to the daughter the gift of a Father..." he said softly as he walked down the hall."The Father....is what she seeks."
