I never did notes before, so here's a note now! Hellsing and everything related to it doesn't belong to me. Duh. So there you go. (oh yeah, and this odd fanfic is dedicated to Kitsy, cuz i love her)
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Walter and Alucard walked along the dank, dusty corridors of the Hellsing house.
"So, Walter, what have you gotten anything new for me lately?"
Alucard was obviously enjoying his latest bit of fun. Alucard always got to have the fun...Walter turned to Alucard, his face flushed, possibly with embarrasment, or maybe even envy.
"Actually, Alucard, I was wondering if you might do me a favor."
Alucard looked intrigued. Of course he would look intrigued, Walter had never asked him a favor before.
"You know, of course, how long it has been since I have officially fought..."
Since we fought off the Nazis together, Walter thought silently.
"Its really been too long. I've found myself longing for the days when I was active."
"So you would like to do this mission?"
"Oh yes, Alucard, if it wouldn't be too much trouble."
"Well I'm sure that if I left it in your hands, all would be taken care of, thus Integra's wishes would be followed."
"So you'll let me?"
Alucard grinned. "I'd be honored to see the Angel of Death at work again."
"Oh thank you, Sir..." Walter walked down the corridor alone, positively shining with the happiness of a little schoolboy, Alucard thought. As Walter left the room, Alucard found himself wondering aloud to himself.
"So the Angel of Death wants to protect the police girl's honor..."
Integra entered the corridor silently, and upon seeing Alucard, decided to surprise Alucard much as he had done earlier. As she opened her mouth to speak, Alucard, still facing the other way, spoke.
"It would do you good not to randomly sprout out of doors like that, Ms. Hellsing."
"W-would it really?" she said, dumbstruck. Regaining her wits, she retorted, "So the Angel of Death has taken your mission."
"I thought it wise." Alucard lost none of his smug look.
Integra coughed. "It would have done you good to run it by me first."
"I took care of it."
So you did, Integra thought to herself silently. She lit up a cigar, and leaned against the wall, closing her eyes in frustration.
"You shouldn't worry yourself so much, Integra. Things will work out in the end."
She glared at him. "How can you know?"
Alucard sighed. A major lapse for him. "I don't."
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Walter and Alucard walked along the dank, dusty corridors of the Hellsing house.
"So, Walter, what have you gotten anything new for me lately?"
Alucard was obviously enjoying his latest bit of fun. Alucard always got to have the fun...Walter turned to Alucard, his face flushed, possibly with embarrasment, or maybe even envy.
"Actually, Alucard, I was wondering if you might do me a favor."
Alucard looked intrigued. Of course he would look intrigued, Walter had never asked him a favor before.
"You know, of course, how long it has been since I have officially fought..."
Since we fought off the Nazis together, Walter thought silently.
"Its really been too long. I've found myself longing for the days when I was active."
"So you would like to do this mission?"
"Oh yes, Alucard, if it wouldn't be too much trouble."
"Well I'm sure that if I left it in your hands, all would be taken care of, thus Integra's wishes would be followed."
"So you'll let me?"
Alucard grinned. "I'd be honored to see the Angel of Death at work again."
"Oh thank you, Sir..." Walter walked down the corridor alone, positively shining with the happiness of a little schoolboy, Alucard thought. As Walter left the room, Alucard found himself wondering aloud to himself.
"So the Angel of Death wants to protect the police girl's honor..."
Integra entered the corridor silently, and upon seeing Alucard, decided to surprise Alucard much as he had done earlier. As she opened her mouth to speak, Alucard, still facing the other way, spoke.
"It would do you good not to randomly sprout out of doors like that, Ms. Hellsing."
"W-would it really?" she said, dumbstruck. Regaining her wits, she retorted, "So the Angel of Death has taken your mission."
"I thought it wise." Alucard lost none of his smug look.
Integra coughed. "It would have done you good to run it by me first."
"I took care of it."
So you did, Integra thought to herself silently. She lit up a cigar, and leaned against the wall, closing her eyes in frustration.
"You shouldn't worry yourself so much, Integra. Things will work out in the end."
She glared at him. "How can you know?"
Alucard sighed. A major lapse for him. "I don't."