It's been a while. . . .so maybe I should use one of the "other" characters
now.
And readers, I know my chapter updates have been kinda funny as of late, but I promise to keep on the right track and not remove/edit chapters as often. So if you haven't read the newer versions of chapters 14-16, you may want to go do that right now, as this chapter won't make ANY sense without reading the revised chapters.
Please review too. If you've all lost interest, then I won't worry so much about updating Dishonor.
Anyway, as a treat to all of you loyal readers, I give you Alucard!
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November 24
What a day. . . . .
Seeing as how myself and my two fledglings have conquered the daylight hours for the most part, Argetni, Police Girl, and myself all sat in our darkened house at 8 am waiting for our little master to arrive for her training. Not once did any of us think to scan the area for her mind as we went about our morning routine, as Devries was usually on time and ready for all her lessons.
Instead, at about ten minutes until 8, we heard a knock on the door, and Police Girl went over to answer it, as Argetni and I don't allow ourselves playtime with mortals unless it's a full moon, and alas, there is no full moon at 8 am.
We thought it was a delivery man making a wrong stop or the like, but both Argetni and myself snapped out of our hiding places when the Police Girl gasped and invited Anika inside.
The dark haired child did not have to speak a word of her message, as her sheer presence was enough for all of us to know that something had happened to our Devries, but we allowed the girl to recount the whole story and show us the letter that her half-sister had written the night before.
Police Girl quickly comforted the child, offering to make her tea and to let her stay in our house during the day instead of going to school while we slept, but Anika refused the tea. So the Police Girl engaged Anika in some polite conversation, allowing Argetni and I time to exit the room so we could speak in private.
Argetni, obviously, was furious with the letter. Everything she had worked so hard for as a mortal was now disappearing because of a headstrong teenager. I found this hilarious, but Master did not enjoy that I started to chuckle as she ranted, threatening not to feed from me if I didn't stop treating her as terribly as she thinks. So I stopped chuckling, allowing her the opportunity to continue, though in my head I was still laughing at her overreaction.
For almost an hour she ranted, complaining of the injustice that was forced upon her by her lot in life as a female, that she had to depend on men constantly if she wanted to get ahead in life no matter how hard she tried to do without them, and that it was all my and Harker's fault for this situation to have occurred. Her words bored me after five minutes, so I amused myself by delving deeper in to the child's mind as the girl sat with Seras, unaware of the probing.
Anika is quite the average mortal, unlike her half-sister. She dreams of settling down one day with a husband and having two or three children. For a career, she seems to be leaning toward law or medicine, and as for her feelings about the Hellsing Organization and what it means to her, she does not want the responsibility nor does she care about vampiric activity around the world. I cannot believe that Devries would be stupid enough to pick this girl as her heir.
Police Girl stayed with the child all day while I sat pretending to listen to Argetni complain about these current events as we both lay down for sleep in the afternoon. She refused to train Anika even if Devries did list her as the heir, then she began plotting ways to search and recover her daughter from the grips of the world she now lived in.
I swear, Argetni never showed signs of maternal instinct before this, even when she introduced herself to the child and the child to us. Everything my master does is cold and calculating, not nurturing and in the best interest of the person at the receiving end of her words, actions, and emotions. Even though she can be the most attractive and seemingly helpless woman to some, each move she takes is precisely thought out, as if life is just a game of chess.
This new concern could actually be taken as a calculation for Argetni's rise to prominence in the Hellsing ranks, but the terror in her hellish eyes makes it obvious, to me at least, that she is afraid for her daughter's life and is willing to risk everything to bring her back to her proper scheme in the world as the leader of the Hellsing Organization.
I could care less if we ever found Devries. Without my little master, I am free from my bonds of Hellsing, and though at times I long to stay affiliated with a group such as Hellsing, this association grows droll with a dolt like Harker in the head office. Perhaps I should spice life up by sending a copy of Devries' letter to both Lillith and Harker through that funny fax-thing that Walter was always trying to show me how to use before Integral was turned, just in case I'd ever needed to contact her on paper, but what would that do besides bring out every bounty hunter on the continent to search for a girl that is most likely crossing the ocean right now.
But if Argetni wishes to go on a search for Devries, I will accompany her. That is my duty to the family.
Alucard
And readers, I know my chapter updates have been kinda funny as of late, but I promise to keep on the right track and not remove/edit chapters as often. So if you haven't read the newer versions of chapters 14-16, you may want to go do that right now, as this chapter won't make ANY sense without reading the revised chapters.
Please review too. If you've all lost interest, then I won't worry so much about updating Dishonor.
Anyway, as a treat to all of you loyal readers, I give you Alucard!
~*~*~*~*~
November 24
What a day. . . . .
Seeing as how myself and my two fledglings have conquered the daylight hours for the most part, Argetni, Police Girl, and myself all sat in our darkened house at 8 am waiting for our little master to arrive for her training. Not once did any of us think to scan the area for her mind as we went about our morning routine, as Devries was usually on time and ready for all her lessons.
Instead, at about ten minutes until 8, we heard a knock on the door, and Police Girl went over to answer it, as Argetni and I don't allow ourselves playtime with mortals unless it's a full moon, and alas, there is no full moon at 8 am.
We thought it was a delivery man making a wrong stop or the like, but both Argetni and myself snapped out of our hiding places when the Police Girl gasped and invited Anika inside.
The dark haired child did not have to speak a word of her message, as her sheer presence was enough for all of us to know that something had happened to our Devries, but we allowed the girl to recount the whole story and show us the letter that her half-sister had written the night before.
Police Girl quickly comforted the child, offering to make her tea and to let her stay in our house during the day instead of going to school while we slept, but Anika refused the tea. So the Police Girl engaged Anika in some polite conversation, allowing Argetni and I time to exit the room so we could speak in private.
Argetni, obviously, was furious with the letter. Everything she had worked so hard for as a mortal was now disappearing because of a headstrong teenager. I found this hilarious, but Master did not enjoy that I started to chuckle as she ranted, threatening not to feed from me if I didn't stop treating her as terribly as she thinks. So I stopped chuckling, allowing her the opportunity to continue, though in my head I was still laughing at her overreaction.
For almost an hour she ranted, complaining of the injustice that was forced upon her by her lot in life as a female, that she had to depend on men constantly if she wanted to get ahead in life no matter how hard she tried to do without them, and that it was all my and Harker's fault for this situation to have occurred. Her words bored me after five minutes, so I amused myself by delving deeper in to the child's mind as the girl sat with Seras, unaware of the probing.
Anika is quite the average mortal, unlike her half-sister. She dreams of settling down one day with a husband and having two or three children. For a career, she seems to be leaning toward law or medicine, and as for her feelings about the Hellsing Organization and what it means to her, she does not want the responsibility nor does she care about vampiric activity around the world. I cannot believe that Devries would be stupid enough to pick this girl as her heir.
Police Girl stayed with the child all day while I sat pretending to listen to Argetni complain about these current events as we both lay down for sleep in the afternoon. She refused to train Anika even if Devries did list her as the heir, then she began plotting ways to search and recover her daughter from the grips of the world she now lived in.
I swear, Argetni never showed signs of maternal instinct before this, even when she introduced herself to the child and the child to us. Everything my master does is cold and calculating, not nurturing and in the best interest of the person at the receiving end of her words, actions, and emotions. Even though she can be the most attractive and seemingly helpless woman to some, each move she takes is precisely thought out, as if life is just a game of chess.
This new concern could actually be taken as a calculation for Argetni's rise to prominence in the Hellsing ranks, but the terror in her hellish eyes makes it obvious, to me at least, that she is afraid for her daughter's life and is willing to risk everything to bring her back to her proper scheme in the world as the leader of the Hellsing Organization.
I could care less if we ever found Devries. Without my little master, I am free from my bonds of Hellsing, and though at times I long to stay affiliated with a group such as Hellsing, this association grows droll with a dolt like Harker in the head office. Perhaps I should spice life up by sending a copy of Devries' letter to both Lillith and Harker through that funny fax-thing that Walter was always trying to show me how to use before Integral was turned, just in case I'd ever needed to contact her on paper, but what would that do besides bring out every bounty hunter on the continent to search for a girl that is most likely crossing the ocean right now.
But if Argetni wishes to go on a search for Devries, I will accompany her. That is my duty to the family.
Alucard