And so, it begins. . . .the tale of the rise of Devries Hellsing.
Please bear with me for the next few chapters, for it will be Devries, and only Devries, writing in her journal and to her sister, etc. I am hoping to make these entries quite substantial, but that remains to be seen, as I'm typing this disclaimer before I write the body of the chapter yet again. *makes note not to do this as often as it occurs anymore*
*hugs Alucard's Familiar and Melrose Stormhaven* My first two reviewers! Thank you for reading this and for letting me know that you've read it! I'm glad you enjoy the words that I write, for the sequel belongs to my readers.
And everyone, please review. I'm doing this sequel as a request to a few people, so let me know if you're reading it, okay?
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November 2
I am going to have an incredibly long day today.
Last night as I lay asleep, the familiar sensation of the woman vampire that has been haunting me since I was an infant came again, and though I did not wake, I felt the vampire draw nearer than she has ever before, and after the female looked over me for a few minutes, placed an envelope on my nightstand, then disappeared as quickly as she arrived.
Anika is sleeping in the same room as me, and when I asked her about feeling the presence of a vampire in the room with us last night when we walked to school together, she said that it was probably just a bad dream that I had, since vampires would never come near us, since we are of the most honorable Hellsing family.
Just comparing our skills in detecting the preternatural is a very easy way for one to determine that I am the one appointed by God Himself to lead the Hellsing Organization.
First, let me go back to the point of this journal entry. I awoke before Anika, as usual, and upon wiping the sleep from my eyes, I noticed an envelope that was just like the one from the supposed dream placed neatly on my nightstand, with only my name written in a flowery hand upon the front. Pulling a robe over my nightdress and stepping in to my slippers, I carried the letter downstairs to the kitchen, as to tell the cook what I wished to eat this morning, and to have some privacy from little Anika, who would automatically assume that I received a love letter or some other nonsense.
As I waited for my breakfast, I pulled my chair near the window and opened the letter that the vampire had left for me, scanning it for any signs of trickery or black magicks, and it contained nothing more than common ink used by any normal person.
But it was the content of the letter that disturbed me most of all. Apparently, this female vampire, this blasphemous Argetni, claims that she is my mother! My mother has been dead for years, and Lillith has been as good as any stepmother is expected to be! This Argetni is in the service of MY Organization, and she will be punished for spreading such lies about my past and my origins! How many others were given this letter that will forever tarnish my character and the character of Sir Integral Hellsing before me!?
She even claimed that my talent of sensing vampires is because my mother, her, this Argetni, is a vampire. Absurd! Dhampirs are created by male vampires and female humans, not the other way around or are people that are just lucky enough to have the needed talents to sense vampires! There have never been any cases in any of my studies that have proven that any female preternatural creature can have a child of any type!
But one part of her letter frightened me, and this is the reason I must find this Argetni as soon as possible. I had never noticed that I am a regenerator, as I never was in any life threatening situation, nor have I ever injured myself enough to warrant prolonged pain or suffering.
Taking a grapefruit knife that was lying on the plate that the cook brought out to me with my breakfast, I slammed the blade in to my wrist, dragging it down the length of the purple vein before pulling it back out. To my amazement, though I could see my blood pooling on the table below the cut, I could also see my body repairing itself very quickly, and in less than a minute, no one could tell where I cut myself.
Of course, Anika had to come downstairs as I was cleaning my blood from the table, and of course, she was curious as to what happened and how I fixed everything, you know, all of the normal stuff a regular kid would ask about. So I explained that I spilled a glass of tomato juice, which she believed, and then together we ate our meal and left for school after dressing and gathering our books.
Anika left me as soon as we were at the school building, for she goes to regular classes with students her own age, and I headed down to the basement where my classes discussing the occult and theology were held. I am the only student in the field right now, but the class is being held because my father wishes it to be held.
If he would have let me stay in Amsterdam, I am certain I could have had some friends in class with me, for this kind of thing is more acceptable in Amsterdam than anywhere else in the world.
I showed my instructor the note when my studies were to start, and he read it over, becoming increasingly more alarmed with each word and with each time through this Argetni's words. Instructor has never heard of this Vampiress Argetni, so he told me to return home for the day so he could find information about her.
Thankful to be away from school and the mundane drudgery of classes such as Flemish Composition and English level Five, I headed home through the town, where I found some archaic books of vampires of England at a darkened little shop on one of the backstreets, since this Argenti seems to be of English descent because of her writing style and affinity for the Hellsing Organization. Unfortunately, there is no mention of Argetni in the book, nor was there any of her companion Alucard, but there was much information about Lieutenant Seras Victoria and her role as a Hellsing agent in the war against the undead.
Not that it was tedious to read about one of Hellsing's vampires, and though I adored every word about Lieutenant Victoria, she is not of my concern right now. I only wish to find information about this Argetni and why she claims to be my mother.
Perhaps I should phone Father tonight and ask him these questions, but knowing my father, he will just laugh and tell me to stop making up stories about vampires that never existed, or tell me that some boy is trying to get my attention by scaring me with notes, then add in that I need to find a boyfriend and to start dating, for Anika has already been steadily dating Ian Hasbrouck for almost three years now. How bloody pathetic that he wishes me to settle down and become someone's wife before I even have a chance to lead my Organization.
Father is far too jovial to lead the Hellsing Organization, otherwise he would be able to spot the problems that were already occurring within the ranks of the troops and even in his own house. I know that he wishes Anika to take control of the Organization alongside me, but his constant pressure for her to step up to her responsibility has just made her even more of a free spirit, never wishing to study or be serious for even a short period of time.
I do not hate my father, and I never have felt any ill will toward him. I just wish for once in my life I could have a steady-tempered and focused adult to look to for advice and help with any problems I face with normal life and with the life of a Protestant Knight.
If only I had not killed my mother by being born I would have such a figure in my young and inexperienced life. Integral, please, accept my pleas for forgiveness for what I have done to you. You gave your life so that I could have one. Please, let your soul live on in my work, as I will become everything that you ever dreamed for yourself.
I will write more as soon as I meet this vampire Argetni tonight. As far as Anika will know, I will lay down, but as soon as she is asleep, I will awaken and go out to the roof to wait for the blasphemous vampire that claims to be my mother.
I do hope that I will not be waiting in vain.
Devries
Please bear with me for the next few chapters, for it will be Devries, and only Devries, writing in her journal and to her sister, etc. I am hoping to make these entries quite substantial, but that remains to be seen, as I'm typing this disclaimer before I write the body of the chapter yet again. *makes note not to do this as often as it occurs anymore*
*hugs Alucard's Familiar and Melrose Stormhaven* My first two reviewers! Thank you for reading this and for letting me know that you've read it! I'm glad you enjoy the words that I write, for the sequel belongs to my readers.
And everyone, please review. I'm doing this sequel as a request to a few people, so let me know if you're reading it, okay?
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November 2
I am going to have an incredibly long day today.
Last night as I lay asleep, the familiar sensation of the woman vampire that has been haunting me since I was an infant came again, and though I did not wake, I felt the vampire draw nearer than she has ever before, and after the female looked over me for a few minutes, placed an envelope on my nightstand, then disappeared as quickly as she arrived.
Anika is sleeping in the same room as me, and when I asked her about feeling the presence of a vampire in the room with us last night when we walked to school together, she said that it was probably just a bad dream that I had, since vampires would never come near us, since we are of the most honorable Hellsing family.
Just comparing our skills in detecting the preternatural is a very easy way for one to determine that I am the one appointed by God Himself to lead the Hellsing Organization.
First, let me go back to the point of this journal entry. I awoke before Anika, as usual, and upon wiping the sleep from my eyes, I noticed an envelope that was just like the one from the supposed dream placed neatly on my nightstand, with only my name written in a flowery hand upon the front. Pulling a robe over my nightdress and stepping in to my slippers, I carried the letter downstairs to the kitchen, as to tell the cook what I wished to eat this morning, and to have some privacy from little Anika, who would automatically assume that I received a love letter or some other nonsense.
As I waited for my breakfast, I pulled my chair near the window and opened the letter that the vampire had left for me, scanning it for any signs of trickery or black magicks, and it contained nothing more than common ink used by any normal person.
But it was the content of the letter that disturbed me most of all. Apparently, this female vampire, this blasphemous Argetni, claims that she is my mother! My mother has been dead for years, and Lillith has been as good as any stepmother is expected to be! This Argetni is in the service of MY Organization, and she will be punished for spreading such lies about my past and my origins! How many others were given this letter that will forever tarnish my character and the character of Sir Integral Hellsing before me!?
She even claimed that my talent of sensing vampires is because my mother, her, this Argetni, is a vampire. Absurd! Dhampirs are created by male vampires and female humans, not the other way around or are people that are just lucky enough to have the needed talents to sense vampires! There have never been any cases in any of my studies that have proven that any female preternatural creature can have a child of any type!
But one part of her letter frightened me, and this is the reason I must find this Argetni as soon as possible. I had never noticed that I am a regenerator, as I never was in any life threatening situation, nor have I ever injured myself enough to warrant prolonged pain or suffering.
Taking a grapefruit knife that was lying on the plate that the cook brought out to me with my breakfast, I slammed the blade in to my wrist, dragging it down the length of the purple vein before pulling it back out. To my amazement, though I could see my blood pooling on the table below the cut, I could also see my body repairing itself very quickly, and in less than a minute, no one could tell where I cut myself.
Of course, Anika had to come downstairs as I was cleaning my blood from the table, and of course, she was curious as to what happened and how I fixed everything, you know, all of the normal stuff a regular kid would ask about. So I explained that I spilled a glass of tomato juice, which she believed, and then together we ate our meal and left for school after dressing and gathering our books.
Anika left me as soon as we were at the school building, for she goes to regular classes with students her own age, and I headed down to the basement where my classes discussing the occult and theology were held. I am the only student in the field right now, but the class is being held because my father wishes it to be held.
If he would have let me stay in Amsterdam, I am certain I could have had some friends in class with me, for this kind of thing is more acceptable in Amsterdam than anywhere else in the world.
I showed my instructor the note when my studies were to start, and he read it over, becoming increasingly more alarmed with each word and with each time through this Argetni's words. Instructor has never heard of this Vampiress Argetni, so he told me to return home for the day so he could find information about her.
Thankful to be away from school and the mundane drudgery of classes such as Flemish Composition and English level Five, I headed home through the town, where I found some archaic books of vampires of England at a darkened little shop on one of the backstreets, since this Argenti seems to be of English descent because of her writing style and affinity for the Hellsing Organization. Unfortunately, there is no mention of Argetni in the book, nor was there any of her companion Alucard, but there was much information about Lieutenant Seras Victoria and her role as a Hellsing agent in the war against the undead.
Not that it was tedious to read about one of Hellsing's vampires, and though I adored every word about Lieutenant Victoria, she is not of my concern right now. I only wish to find information about this Argetni and why she claims to be my mother.
Perhaps I should phone Father tonight and ask him these questions, but knowing my father, he will just laugh and tell me to stop making up stories about vampires that never existed, or tell me that some boy is trying to get my attention by scaring me with notes, then add in that I need to find a boyfriend and to start dating, for Anika has already been steadily dating Ian Hasbrouck for almost three years now. How bloody pathetic that he wishes me to settle down and become someone's wife before I even have a chance to lead my Organization.
Father is far too jovial to lead the Hellsing Organization, otherwise he would be able to spot the problems that were already occurring within the ranks of the troops and even in his own house. I know that he wishes Anika to take control of the Organization alongside me, but his constant pressure for her to step up to her responsibility has just made her even more of a free spirit, never wishing to study or be serious for even a short period of time.
I do not hate my father, and I never have felt any ill will toward him. I just wish for once in my life I could have a steady-tempered and focused adult to look to for advice and help with any problems I face with normal life and with the life of a Protestant Knight.
If only I had not killed my mother by being born I would have such a figure in my young and inexperienced life. Integral, please, accept my pleas for forgiveness for what I have done to you. You gave your life so that I could have one. Please, let your soul live on in my work, as I will become everything that you ever dreamed for yourself.
I will write more as soon as I meet this vampire Argetni tonight. As far as Anika will know, I will lay down, but as soon as she is asleep, I will awaken and go out to the roof to wait for the blasphemous vampire that claims to be my mother.
I do hope that I will not be waiting in vain.
Devries