*cries* I'm so sorry for the delay! Did My Time, that beautiful Malik
psychological work took up all my time so I didn't write my Hellsing fics!
Please go check it out though, it's quite interesting.
Anyway, chapter 32.
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July 14, Kiev
Sir Integra has become bed-ridden again because of the injuries Trude inflicted upon her while inside the castle where Anderson was being held. Father Barnabas explicitly told her to stay behind with the horses and wait for us to arrive back with Father Anderson, but she is just too stubborn to listen to the words of a Catholic.
The actual rescue of Father Anderson was quite simple. The group asked me to lead because I could sense where the vampires were waiting, so Master was able to know that we were coming because he could feel my presence. By the time I had led them through all the non-incriminating parts of the castle as my Master guided me to the room where Anderson was being held, the priest was unconscious, and Master had him untied, explaining to the group that he was sent to take Argetni's place by the Lord of Hellsing.
Humans are just so bloody ignorant that they believed his story, and followed me back out of the castle as Master carried Father Anderson over his shoulder like a sack of flour.
While all this was happening, Sir Integra headed in to the castle looking for my Master, but the familiar blood-scent he carried led her to Trude instead. From what Master has said of his three former loves, Trude is the most like Sir Integra with her stubborn refusal to be incorrect and her staunch love of particularity about absolutely everything.
Of course, Sir Integra demanded to be taken to Alucard, and Trude would not oblige. The battle of wills and wits turned to a battle of fists and fangs soon enough, and the elder vampires punched Master's master in the stomach, causing her to double over in pain and retreat, trying to remain safe for the child inside her womb.
Trude would not allow Sir Integra to walk away without finishing the battle, and easily tackled her from behind, pinning her to the stone floor in order to drink her immortal blood.
So now my Master's master is weak from her blood loss and refuses to drink from myself or him. She must be trying to end her preternatural life again. I am frightened for her child, because if she dies, there will be no true Hellsing heir, and then what would happen to us all?
When Father Anderson awoke just before dawn, he demanded that we all take the train to get out from the wretched land, and even Kali agreed to such a matter. That is how we were able to cover so much distance in such a short amount of time.
Father Anderson believes that we need to move around a lot in order to throw the vampires that are following us off of our trail. If they only realized the vampire they were searching for was one of their vampire hunting group, most involved would have already tried to kill him.
Master is actually scared for the first time since I met him. He does not let anyone near his master as she lays motionless in her coffin by night, and no one dare comes near us by day, for they believe we will rise from our sleep and kill them or some other rot.
Sir Integra needs to survive to have her child, and I am ready to force my blood in her just to keep her alive.
We should be back in England soon, Mr. van Hellsing. Please have everything in order for the return of your wife.
Lt. Seras Victoria
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July 14, Kiev
Sir Integra has become bed-ridden again because of the injuries Trude inflicted upon her while inside the castle where Anderson was being held. Father Barnabas explicitly told her to stay behind with the horses and wait for us to arrive back with Father Anderson, but she is just too stubborn to listen to the words of a Catholic.
The actual rescue of Father Anderson was quite simple. The group asked me to lead because I could sense where the vampires were waiting, so Master was able to know that we were coming because he could feel my presence. By the time I had led them through all the non-incriminating parts of the castle as my Master guided me to the room where Anderson was being held, the priest was unconscious, and Master had him untied, explaining to the group that he was sent to take Argetni's place by the Lord of Hellsing.
Humans are just so bloody ignorant that they believed his story, and followed me back out of the castle as Master carried Father Anderson over his shoulder like a sack of flour.
While all this was happening, Sir Integra headed in to the castle looking for my Master, but the familiar blood-scent he carried led her to Trude instead. From what Master has said of his three former loves, Trude is the most like Sir Integra with her stubborn refusal to be incorrect and her staunch love of particularity about absolutely everything.
Of course, Sir Integra demanded to be taken to Alucard, and Trude would not oblige. The battle of wills and wits turned to a battle of fists and fangs soon enough, and the elder vampires punched Master's master in the stomach, causing her to double over in pain and retreat, trying to remain safe for the child inside her womb.
Trude would not allow Sir Integra to walk away without finishing the battle, and easily tackled her from behind, pinning her to the stone floor in order to drink her immortal blood.
So now my Master's master is weak from her blood loss and refuses to drink from myself or him. She must be trying to end her preternatural life again. I am frightened for her child, because if she dies, there will be no true Hellsing heir, and then what would happen to us all?
When Father Anderson awoke just before dawn, he demanded that we all take the train to get out from the wretched land, and even Kali agreed to such a matter. That is how we were able to cover so much distance in such a short amount of time.
Father Anderson believes that we need to move around a lot in order to throw the vampires that are following us off of our trail. If they only realized the vampire they were searching for was one of their vampire hunting group, most involved would have already tried to kill him.
Master is actually scared for the first time since I met him. He does not let anyone near his master as she lays motionless in her coffin by night, and no one dare comes near us by day, for they believe we will rise from our sleep and kill them or some other rot.
Sir Integra needs to survive to have her child, and I am ready to force my blood in her just to keep her alive.
We should be back in England soon, Mr. van Hellsing. Please have everything in order for the return of your wife.
Lt. Seras Victoria