Three more chapters to go!
And random disclaimer time- I still don't own Hellsing, nor do I own
Dracula or any vampire legends that I have used in this fic. I do own
Harker, Devries, Elizabeth Wingates, and Lillith Edwards, so if you wish to
use them, please ask. I'd be honored to see my characters used other
places. ^_^
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August 5th, 4:54 AM
Master is officially dead.
I realized that she had gone into labor as I haunted the quarters of the troops, trying to amuse myself by scaring the younger recruits that Harker brought in to our ranks.
In an instant, I moved through the night as fog and arrived at the side of the Police Girl and Miss Hellsing as the smaller woman helped Integral walk toward the medical wing where she could recline and have the child.
Master did not wish to see me at this time, and though she protested, I finally grabbed her, lifting her in my arms so we could hurry to the medical wing, just so she didn't do something stupid like have her child as she stood in the hall.
Harker, Walter, and Lillith arrived about the same time as me, and everyone fussed over Master's condition, chatting about how wonderful this day would be, and how it would be recorded in the Hellsing family archives as the dawn of a new era of the Hellsing Organization.
Every one of the others wanted to enter the room with the doctors and Integral to watch her have the child, less Walter and myself. Anyone who has spent considerable amounts of time around my master should know that she would not want to expose herself in such a manner to a group of people, no matter how well she knew any of them.
Thankfully Walter took Lillith with him to work on trivial matters of this age, so I just had to contend with keeping Harker occupied while the Police Girl stayed in with my Master to hold her hand or whatever else Integral would want.
I cannot stand Harker's arrogance. He lit one of Integral's cigars as we sat in the hallway outside the medical wing listening to the screams of both women, and began telling me about his sexual adventures with Lillith and another member of the staff whose name escapes me at the moment. He also revealed through his thoughts that he and Lillith would elope within the week because she is already a month pregnant with what he suspects is his child, but he is also not sure of Lillith's fidelity to him, as she still talks about a boyfriend from college that lives nearby.
If not for the sake of the Hellsing Organization, Harker would be dead right now, though I do not enjoy feasting on the blood of callow upstarts that live in the supposed glory of their titles, but then again, what country's nobility is not this way? When Devries is old enough to control the Organization, I will help her in much the same fashion that I helped her mother.
I then explained that I would need to create a bond between the child and myself if he wished for me and my fledglings to remain in the service of the Hellsing Organization, and Harker gave me permission to do whatever I needed, for he is afraid of losing me to either the Vatican or gaining me as an enemy. So as I recalled the ceremony that I must perform, he continued speaking of things that held no interest to me whatsoever.
After hours of hearing the inane babble of Devries' father, the screaming from the room was replaced by the wailing of a child, so Harker and I both stood from our seats on the couches in the room, and we waited for someone to allow us to enter so we could see the child.
Devries is absolutely beautiful. Her mother looked much the same when she was born, and I was glad that Harker did not try to stop me as I began the ritual that I needed to secure the bond between myself and the true Hellsing family. Devries has the same blood type as her mother, and though it is my favorite, I did not want to harm the precious child in her infancy, so I only created a weak bond between her and myself.
She will give herself to me as her mother did later in life, securing this bond and making me dependant on her every word and whim.
I would not have it any other way.
The Police Girl was obviously appalled by the bloodletting ritual, as she shielded her eyes from what I was doing. Perhaps she thought I was going to kill Devries. Why would I harm a child? I may be a monster, but I do not feed upon the souls and blood of children. Only the base vampires do such things.
My beautiful fledgling Argetni has not yet moved from her place on the bed in the hospital wing. I remained with her for an hour after she delivered the child, letting her rant about the absurdity of the whole matter, and that she was displeased with Devries' appearance. Time will only tell what the daughter of the Hellsings will look like, which I tried to convey to Argetni, but her stubborn nature refused to believe a word of what I said.
I am quite sure that Argetni will learn to tolerate, if not love, the child which is to be our new master as she watches the little girl grow. I was just as upset as Argetni is when I was told that my previous master would be female upon the birth of little Integral, and I changed my opinion of women as soon as I held the child Integral in my arms and secured the bond between her and myself years ago.
Argetni refuses to believe I ever did such a thing.
So when her raving arguments became too much for this old soul to take, I walked from the room where she lay without as much of a word of congratulations or remorse, whichever Argetni would have preferred at the moment, I'm not fully certain, leaving her to her own whims and long winded speeches, not wishing to add more troubles to her preternatural existence because of Harker's plans for his new life now that his first wife is gone forever. Argetni will find out in time how terrible her cousin truly is, and if I didn't despise the man for planning such events just after the birth of his child and death of his wife, I would pity him for what she will do to him.
But then, that part of me that is purely monstrous wishes to see Harker bled dry at the hands of my beautiful master.
Perhaps I should plant his thoughts in her mind. . . . .
Alucard
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August 5th, 4:54 AM
Master is officially dead.
I realized that she had gone into labor as I haunted the quarters of the troops, trying to amuse myself by scaring the younger recruits that Harker brought in to our ranks.
In an instant, I moved through the night as fog and arrived at the side of the Police Girl and Miss Hellsing as the smaller woman helped Integral walk toward the medical wing where she could recline and have the child.
Master did not wish to see me at this time, and though she protested, I finally grabbed her, lifting her in my arms so we could hurry to the medical wing, just so she didn't do something stupid like have her child as she stood in the hall.
Harker, Walter, and Lillith arrived about the same time as me, and everyone fussed over Master's condition, chatting about how wonderful this day would be, and how it would be recorded in the Hellsing family archives as the dawn of a new era of the Hellsing Organization.
Every one of the others wanted to enter the room with the doctors and Integral to watch her have the child, less Walter and myself. Anyone who has spent considerable amounts of time around my master should know that she would not want to expose herself in such a manner to a group of people, no matter how well she knew any of them.
Thankfully Walter took Lillith with him to work on trivial matters of this age, so I just had to contend with keeping Harker occupied while the Police Girl stayed in with my Master to hold her hand or whatever else Integral would want.
I cannot stand Harker's arrogance. He lit one of Integral's cigars as we sat in the hallway outside the medical wing listening to the screams of both women, and began telling me about his sexual adventures with Lillith and another member of the staff whose name escapes me at the moment. He also revealed through his thoughts that he and Lillith would elope within the week because she is already a month pregnant with what he suspects is his child, but he is also not sure of Lillith's fidelity to him, as she still talks about a boyfriend from college that lives nearby.
If not for the sake of the Hellsing Organization, Harker would be dead right now, though I do not enjoy feasting on the blood of callow upstarts that live in the supposed glory of their titles, but then again, what country's nobility is not this way? When Devries is old enough to control the Organization, I will help her in much the same fashion that I helped her mother.
I then explained that I would need to create a bond between the child and myself if he wished for me and my fledglings to remain in the service of the Hellsing Organization, and Harker gave me permission to do whatever I needed, for he is afraid of losing me to either the Vatican or gaining me as an enemy. So as I recalled the ceremony that I must perform, he continued speaking of things that held no interest to me whatsoever.
After hours of hearing the inane babble of Devries' father, the screaming from the room was replaced by the wailing of a child, so Harker and I both stood from our seats on the couches in the room, and we waited for someone to allow us to enter so we could see the child.
Devries is absolutely beautiful. Her mother looked much the same when she was born, and I was glad that Harker did not try to stop me as I began the ritual that I needed to secure the bond between myself and the true Hellsing family. Devries has the same blood type as her mother, and though it is my favorite, I did not want to harm the precious child in her infancy, so I only created a weak bond between her and myself.
She will give herself to me as her mother did later in life, securing this bond and making me dependant on her every word and whim.
I would not have it any other way.
The Police Girl was obviously appalled by the bloodletting ritual, as she shielded her eyes from what I was doing. Perhaps she thought I was going to kill Devries. Why would I harm a child? I may be a monster, but I do not feed upon the souls and blood of children. Only the base vampires do such things.
My beautiful fledgling Argetni has not yet moved from her place on the bed in the hospital wing. I remained with her for an hour after she delivered the child, letting her rant about the absurdity of the whole matter, and that she was displeased with Devries' appearance. Time will only tell what the daughter of the Hellsings will look like, which I tried to convey to Argetni, but her stubborn nature refused to believe a word of what I said.
I am quite sure that Argetni will learn to tolerate, if not love, the child which is to be our new master as she watches the little girl grow. I was just as upset as Argetni is when I was told that my previous master would be female upon the birth of little Integral, and I changed my opinion of women as soon as I held the child Integral in my arms and secured the bond between her and myself years ago.
Argetni refuses to believe I ever did such a thing.
So when her raving arguments became too much for this old soul to take, I walked from the room where she lay without as much of a word of congratulations or remorse, whichever Argetni would have preferred at the moment, I'm not fully certain, leaving her to her own whims and long winded speeches, not wishing to add more troubles to her preternatural existence because of Harker's plans for his new life now that his first wife is gone forever. Argetni will find out in time how terrible her cousin truly is, and if I didn't despise the man for planning such events just after the birth of his child and death of his wife, I would pity him for what she will do to him.
But then, that part of me that is purely monstrous wishes to see Harker bled dry at the hands of my beautiful master.
Perhaps I should plant his thoughts in her mind. . . . .
Alucard