I'm gonna just keep running with this!
Integra yet again.
And I still don't own anything except Harker and Elizabeth, and I still am
begging for reviews!
*hugs* Mew
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May 27th
Mother,
I have delayed responding to your letter because I am trying to write to you in a civil manner. Your words infuriated me. How dare you say I'm becoming more monster than human! I have never drank from a live person, and besides for the stress of dealing with the bloody Iscariot Organization, I have not ingested blood since my gestation began, nor have I indulged in the other weaknesses that succubi need to survive.
I have also not been near Harker since Father Anderson left England. He is too busy with Walter learning how to run the Organization that he has been sleeping nights, so Alucard, Seras, and I have kept to ourselves.
I believe that Alucard chose Seras to become one of the undead because he knew what would happen to me. She has been a gift from God through this trying time in my life, as she is always willing to cheer me up or keep my mind occupied with tales from the missions that she and Alucard go on most every night.
She also secretly wishes that she could have been turned carnally so she could experience the joys of being a mother, and I would allow her to carry the child inside me if I could.
Thankfully, she will be happy as a nanny for the child.
Alucard protects me during the daylight hours to make sure that I do not go in to labor or end up craving anything so badly that I would go berserk and hurt others. He is too strong to be hurt by a fledgling like myself, and I pray that he always sees me in a positive manner.
Harker is this child's father only by genetics. He could care less about me. Alucard is it's true father in my eyes.
I have passed the message of going to visit you and our family on to Harker, though I do not know if he will be joining the three of us on our journey tomorrow night. With as fast as Alucard can move, we will be in Kent by midnight. Please have basement rooms with no windows available for the lot of us. Harker may want an upstairs room, and I doubt that anyone will see that as strange, for Hellsing men have never stayed with their women while pregnant according to Alucard and the journals he's showed me.
This nonsense about being subservient annoys me Mother. Please do not start on that tangent while I am there or I will be forced to show my true nature to the Catholics in our family.
To appease you, I shall come dressed as a matron should for this visit.
And please, PLEASE, do not question me about my darkened glasses. I do not wish to show the family my new eye color.
I will tell you all again tomorrow night, but Alucard has gleaned the sex of the child from its mind, so I thought you should be the first that was not in the room when he announced this finding. I am having a girl.
Alucard is quite amazed by this fact, since he said that all the regenerators that he's ever known have been male.
I know that you will be displeased, as will Harker, but as long as she is born healthy, she will be an asset to this family, just as I was.
I look forward to seeing you.
Sir Integral W. Hellsing
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May 27th
Mother,
I have delayed responding to your letter because I am trying to write to you in a civil manner. Your words infuriated me. How dare you say I'm becoming more monster than human! I have never drank from a live person, and besides for the stress of dealing with the bloody Iscariot Organization, I have not ingested blood since my gestation began, nor have I indulged in the other weaknesses that succubi need to survive.
I have also not been near Harker since Father Anderson left England. He is too busy with Walter learning how to run the Organization that he has been sleeping nights, so Alucard, Seras, and I have kept to ourselves.
I believe that Alucard chose Seras to become one of the undead because he knew what would happen to me. She has been a gift from God through this trying time in my life, as she is always willing to cheer me up or keep my mind occupied with tales from the missions that she and Alucard go on most every night.
She also secretly wishes that she could have been turned carnally so she could experience the joys of being a mother, and I would allow her to carry the child inside me if I could.
Thankfully, she will be happy as a nanny for the child.
Alucard protects me during the daylight hours to make sure that I do not go in to labor or end up craving anything so badly that I would go berserk and hurt others. He is too strong to be hurt by a fledgling like myself, and I pray that he always sees me in a positive manner.
Harker is this child's father only by genetics. He could care less about me. Alucard is it's true father in my eyes.
I have passed the message of going to visit you and our family on to Harker, though I do not know if he will be joining the three of us on our journey tomorrow night. With as fast as Alucard can move, we will be in Kent by midnight. Please have basement rooms with no windows available for the lot of us. Harker may want an upstairs room, and I doubt that anyone will see that as strange, for Hellsing men have never stayed with their women while pregnant according to Alucard and the journals he's showed me.
This nonsense about being subservient annoys me Mother. Please do not start on that tangent while I am there or I will be forced to show my true nature to the Catholics in our family.
To appease you, I shall come dressed as a matron should for this visit.
And please, PLEASE, do not question me about my darkened glasses. I do not wish to show the family my new eye color.
I will tell you all again tomorrow night, but Alucard has gleaned the sex of the child from its mind, so I thought you should be the first that was not in the room when he announced this finding. I am having a girl.
Alucard is quite amazed by this fact, since he said that all the regenerators that he's ever known have been male.
I know that you will be displeased, as will Harker, but as long as she is born healthy, she will be an asset to this family, just as I was.
I look forward to seeing you.
Sir Integral W. Hellsing