As requested. . . . . .
ALUCARD!!!!!
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July 19
How long has it been since I last wrote in my journal as I sat on my four-poster bed sipping on medical blood packets? Not long enough, that is all that is certain about my trip to the Continent.
Miss Hellsing was easy enough to ignore while I resided in my former home, and I could have wandered back to this dreary island when it became my fancy, but thanks to that damned Catholic priest Anderson my luxurious holiday was brought to a screeching halt.
And of all the mundane things that the bastard wanted- He wanted to know if the rumors he'd heard from our dear interim leader of Hellsing, Harker, about he and I being related were true.
Me! Related to him! It would be absolutely hilarious if it was not true, but alas, Alexander Anderson was an accident that should never have happened. Sometimes, I curse my bloodlust, but not often. Only when things such as Anderson occur do I wish I had been mortal.
But after he had grown weary of speaking with me, Anderson called his fellow priests to come 'rescue' him from my clutches. What a bold faced lie he told to members of his holy church, and then his church somehow was able to recruit members from other organizations! How the hell do the Catholics do it!?!
But if you've found my journal and are reading it, you most likely have read the Police Girl and my master's thoughts and observations of the journey as written for Hellsing archives, so I will not bore you, my dear trespasser, with mundane details which I only gleaned from the minds of my two fledglings.
Miss Hellsing has taken to drinking from the medical packets that are stored in her room's ice box, but only emptying one during the time she is awake. Without the feasts of blood that she had partaken in while on the Continent, her body is feeding off itself in order to nourish her child, so she is wasting away to almost nothing.
I believe this lack of nutrition will lead her to deliver the child within the month, or for her to miscarry the child during that same time frame.
I am truly scared to lose the bonds of servitude to the Hellsing heirs, for if Integral dies, I would be free, but freedom comes with a heavy price. Every vampire hunting organization will try to kill me, and without the release system that my Master has set in place, I will be vulnerable to attack, for it is my shield and my weapon at once.
I do not wish to be hunted ever again.
Alucard.
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July 19
How long has it been since I last wrote in my journal as I sat on my four-poster bed sipping on medical blood packets? Not long enough, that is all that is certain about my trip to the Continent.
Miss Hellsing was easy enough to ignore while I resided in my former home, and I could have wandered back to this dreary island when it became my fancy, but thanks to that damned Catholic priest Anderson my luxurious holiday was brought to a screeching halt.
And of all the mundane things that the bastard wanted- He wanted to know if the rumors he'd heard from our dear interim leader of Hellsing, Harker, about he and I being related were true.
Me! Related to him! It would be absolutely hilarious if it was not true, but alas, Alexander Anderson was an accident that should never have happened. Sometimes, I curse my bloodlust, but not often. Only when things such as Anderson occur do I wish I had been mortal.
But after he had grown weary of speaking with me, Anderson called his fellow priests to come 'rescue' him from my clutches. What a bold faced lie he told to members of his holy church, and then his church somehow was able to recruit members from other organizations! How the hell do the Catholics do it!?!
But if you've found my journal and are reading it, you most likely have read the Police Girl and my master's thoughts and observations of the journey as written for Hellsing archives, so I will not bore you, my dear trespasser, with mundane details which I only gleaned from the minds of my two fledglings.
Miss Hellsing has taken to drinking from the medical packets that are stored in her room's ice box, but only emptying one during the time she is awake. Without the feasts of blood that she had partaken in while on the Continent, her body is feeding off itself in order to nourish her child, so she is wasting away to almost nothing.
I believe this lack of nutrition will lead her to deliver the child within the month, or for her to miscarry the child during that same time frame.
I am truly scared to lose the bonds of servitude to the Hellsing heirs, for if Integral dies, I would be free, but freedom comes with a heavy price. Every vampire hunting organization will try to kill me, and without the release system that my Master has set in place, I will be vulnerable to attack, for it is my shield and my weapon at once.
I do not wish to be hunted ever again.
Alucard.