So that was a really long author's note on the last one. . . . sorry. As
for Walter, chapter 2, there is a HUGE formatting error that I cannot seem
to figure out how to change between word and ff.net's server. The paragraph
where he calls Argetni "Sir Integral" should have a strikeout through it.
It does not, obviously. So to read it without the strikeout makes it
nonsensical to even have in there. But oh well. It's not the first time
ff.net has decided to be a bitch about things.
Oh well. Just keep reviewing.
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December 1, Moscow, Russia
I still cannot believe that both Father and Mother insisted that I make this journey around the world with Walter in order to find my sister. I do realize the importance of finding Devries and convincing her to return home, since I do not wish to lead the Hellsing Organization, but I thought we could just ask the authorities to find her like any other family in the world. Such a request has to be commonplace for police forces, and Father's money can be quite persuasive if necessary.
I am glad that we could take a jet to our destination, for traveling by car across the continent would have been quite exhausting, not to mention that the trail that my sister left would have long disappeared in that time.
Someone, most likely our vampires, is supplying information to both Father and Walter so that our journey is quite easy. Today we traveled to the hotel where Devries used her credit card last, charging room service and extra spending cash so she could continue her run from the family. Apparently she checked in under the name of Daniella Anderson and somehow even had passports and identification made up with that alias in the short time she has been away from home.
Immediately, Walter telephoned what I assume to be Father to let him know of this new alias so we could track the activity of Daniella Anderson. I was quite bored by this time in the investigation that I left Walter to continue interviewing the hotel owner and caretakers, asking questions to learn Devries whereabouts.
I walked the streets, looking for some distraction to ease my mind during this tedious situation when I happened upon a group of Catholic nuns dressed in their traditional habits and fur-lined coats shuffling through the snowy streets toward the Roman Catholic Church that was just across the street from an Eastern Orthodox Church. The close proximity of these two churches with their similar yet arcane ideas of religion made me chuckle, as those Catholics are known for their hatred of anything that is not their own.
Following the sisters in to their church, I continued my silent observation, and as more time passed while I was in the presence of these Catholics as they performed their daily novenas, the more I wanted to cry for both my sister and her dead mother. They had only one option in life, and that was to blindly serve some higher authority that was for the most part intangible. I believe that this is partially why the late Sir Integral allowed herself to pass to heaven while in the pains of childbirth. She finally realized that she was bound to the Organization, to God, the Anglican Church, and to the Queen, therefore removing any chance of a normal and real life from her grasp.
I do not blame Sir Integral for dying when she was able. I would have killed myself much sooner than she allowed herself to die, as the pressure and pain of being someone's pawn would have driven me quite mad.
Devries is correct in running from the same fate that killed her mother, but then, she has damned me to a life of service to the Hellsing Organization. It is of no matter that I do not wish to remain in service to the Organization proper once I have finished my education and am old enough to move from Mother and Father's home- I am the only one of proper ancestry to lead the famous house built on blood and honor.
What a load of shit.
We criticize the Catholics for being archaic with their thoughts on the world in general, as well as our vampire hunting games, yet here we are, the supposedly progressive Protestant association with the secret weapons of mass destruction known as Alucard, Argetni, and Seras Victoria, and yet we cannot determine a new leader by the most qualified candidate for the job, but rather by who's grandfather decided to sleep with whomever to spawn some blue-blooded bastard to take over his job when he finally died.
So these nuns that prayed to a God that is constantly turning a deaf ear to the needy and blinding his sight from the world He created, hoping for some miracle of faith to bring them eternal happiness and to bring peace to the world as well, are no different than my sister. Devries is not to have feelings, wants, desires- any human trait that she may call her own- but must humbly serve all.
And unfortunately, I sat in the last pew bawling and praying for my sister and her deceased mother to find whatever they are searching for and use it as their exit to the world beyond. The sisters tried to console me, but their limited English led them to believe that I was crying for my dead mother, and all said they would pray for her as well. Why it was comforting to hear these strangers speak such kind words, I do not know, but I cannot stay angry at the Catholics like any good Hellsing family member should, seeing as how they care for complete strangers that happened to be following them to their church.
If Devries is successful in her plan of escape, what will I do? Am I to lead this Organization after Father dies? I cannot, nay I will not do anything with Hellsing once I am of age.
But who will take command of our Organization if I do not?
Anika
Oh well. Just keep reviewing.
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December 1, Moscow, Russia
I still cannot believe that both Father and Mother insisted that I make this journey around the world with Walter in order to find my sister. I do realize the importance of finding Devries and convincing her to return home, since I do not wish to lead the Hellsing Organization, but I thought we could just ask the authorities to find her like any other family in the world. Such a request has to be commonplace for police forces, and Father's money can be quite persuasive if necessary.
I am glad that we could take a jet to our destination, for traveling by car across the continent would have been quite exhausting, not to mention that the trail that my sister left would have long disappeared in that time.
Someone, most likely our vampires, is supplying information to both Father and Walter so that our journey is quite easy. Today we traveled to the hotel where Devries used her credit card last, charging room service and extra spending cash so she could continue her run from the family. Apparently she checked in under the name of Daniella Anderson and somehow even had passports and identification made up with that alias in the short time she has been away from home.
Immediately, Walter telephoned what I assume to be Father to let him know of this new alias so we could track the activity of Daniella Anderson. I was quite bored by this time in the investigation that I left Walter to continue interviewing the hotel owner and caretakers, asking questions to learn Devries whereabouts.
I walked the streets, looking for some distraction to ease my mind during this tedious situation when I happened upon a group of Catholic nuns dressed in their traditional habits and fur-lined coats shuffling through the snowy streets toward the Roman Catholic Church that was just across the street from an Eastern Orthodox Church. The close proximity of these two churches with their similar yet arcane ideas of religion made me chuckle, as those Catholics are known for their hatred of anything that is not their own.
Following the sisters in to their church, I continued my silent observation, and as more time passed while I was in the presence of these Catholics as they performed their daily novenas, the more I wanted to cry for both my sister and her dead mother. They had only one option in life, and that was to blindly serve some higher authority that was for the most part intangible. I believe that this is partially why the late Sir Integral allowed herself to pass to heaven while in the pains of childbirth. She finally realized that she was bound to the Organization, to God, the Anglican Church, and to the Queen, therefore removing any chance of a normal and real life from her grasp.
I do not blame Sir Integral for dying when she was able. I would have killed myself much sooner than she allowed herself to die, as the pressure and pain of being someone's pawn would have driven me quite mad.
Devries is correct in running from the same fate that killed her mother, but then, she has damned me to a life of service to the Hellsing Organization. It is of no matter that I do not wish to remain in service to the Organization proper once I have finished my education and am old enough to move from Mother and Father's home- I am the only one of proper ancestry to lead the famous house built on blood and honor.
What a load of shit.
We criticize the Catholics for being archaic with their thoughts on the world in general, as well as our vampire hunting games, yet here we are, the supposedly progressive Protestant association with the secret weapons of mass destruction known as Alucard, Argetni, and Seras Victoria, and yet we cannot determine a new leader by the most qualified candidate for the job, but rather by who's grandfather decided to sleep with whomever to spawn some blue-blooded bastard to take over his job when he finally died.
So these nuns that prayed to a God that is constantly turning a deaf ear to the needy and blinding his sight from the world He created, hoping for some miracle of faith to bring them eternal happiness and to bring peace to the world as well, are no different than my sister. Devries is not to have feelings, wants, desires- any human trait that she may call her own- but must humbly serve all.
And unfortunately, I sat in the last pew bawling and praying for my sister and her deceased mother to find whatever they are searching for and use it as their exit to the world beyond. The sisters tried to console me, but their limited English led them to believe that I was crying for my dead mother, and all said they would pray for her as well. Why it was comforting to hear these strangers speak such kind words, I do not know, but I cannot stay angry at the Catholics like any good Hellsing family member should, seeing as how they care for complete strangers that happened to be following them to their church.
If Devries is successful in her plan of escape, what will I do? Am I to lead this Organization after Father dies? I cannot, nay I will not do anything with Hellsing once I am of age.
But who will take command of our Organization if I do not?
Anika