*evil laughter* No more Alucard/Hellsing bond! Bet that surprised a bunch
of you.
And now that my prewritten ending is underway, I look forward to hearing
your thoughts on my fic.
Who knows what I'll write next. I do need to finish those two fics still, but there's this weird Integral/Heinkel going on in my head.
But thank you for reading, and stay tuned for the final one or two chapters (I didn't think this tied up enough loose ends).
Mew
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January 2
It is official. Devries Fairbrook Hellsing is dead, and along with her every living relative of Abram van Hellsing, the original vampire hunter of the illustrious family and Hellsing Organization.
Walter discovered her body just after sunrise this very morning, and alerted Lillith, Argetni, and myself to the disasterous news.
I have pledged my services to Lillith until her dying day, as this poor woman has borne more loss, pain, and suffering than any mortal should have to deal with in a lifetime. I fear that no one has written these dark stories of Hellsing, so I must recount the entire happening so that the truth will be known instead of the fictional tales of vampires that both our Organization has published and that the Vatican will continue to publish so that mortals never know of our true existence.
The final confrontation between the Hellsing family happened on December 29 of the previous year. As commissioned by Sir Harker, I stayed present at Devries side as she made her way from the wash room, nodding to her younger sister out of formality more than anything else as they passed in the hall.
It is commonplace for Devries to be armed at all times, and I thought nothing of the holstered gun at her waist. Unfortunately, Anika did, commenting that she felt it was truly pathetic for a leader of Hellsing to hide behind a vampire and a weapon at all times, making sure to add in that it must be genetic through her mother's foul genes, because Sir Integral was the same exact way.
The girls argued, but no punches were thrown. Nothing happened but a few verbal insults between teenage sisters, so I continued on my way to Devries' room, thinking that she was directly behind me.
Something was wrong, and I had failed to sense the presence of Argetni until that fateful moment.
Devries, eyes blazing with a fire I have only ever seen in mortal Integral, turned toward her sister as she drew her gun, chuckling as she aimed directly between her sister's eyes.
My master immediately came to the scene upon hearing my call for help, and he aimed one of his guns at our young master while I tried to calm Devries, make her wake up from this possession by her mother's spirit, but as I spoke to the girl, I could hear Argetni whispering the command to shoot the gun. All it would take to kill that pathetic creature would be one shot, and then there would be no more trouble in the house of Hellsing for the rest of her life.
Smirking, Devries pulled the trigger, killing her sister immediately.
My Master followed suit, shooting twice as he tried to stop the bullet from hitting the younger Hellsing, but it was no use. Anika was destined to die on that night.
The tall blond recoiled from the bullet to her skull, taking a step backward as she fingered the wound, growling as she expelled the bullet to the floor and cursing my master as she backed toward the wall, her gun now pointed at his head.
Argetni now materialized fully in our presence, breaking her control over the girl, and as soon as Devries began to look through her own eyes and analyze the situation in the right state of mind, she cried, slumping against Argetni, muttering prayers and how sorry she was for hurting her little sister.
My master, seemingly relieved that Devries had finally come to a realization of what was happening, kneeled next to Anika, lapping the blood from the wound as a final gesture to break any bond that he would be required to keep to Anika as a relative of Abram.
If it would have been just the vampires and children in the house that evening, we could have created some story as to why Anika was dead, but unfortunately, ever single member of the Hellsing family, including Walter, was present at the London manor.
Hearing the gunshots from the third floor, Harker, Lillith, and Walter arrived in just a matter of moments. I held the offending gun in my hands at this point, and Harker noticed this detail. He raised his gun at me, chanting the words so often heard coming from our soldier's tongues, and fired the entire clip.
To his chagrin, Devries leaped in front of me, taking the bullets to her chest.
Lillith could not contain her agony, falling to the floor and shrieking for someone to call the police and an ambulance for both Anika and Devries.
Walter remained in shock. He did not want to harm any of us without knowing what actually happened, and apparently he was receiving different stories through the telepathic links he created with Argetni and Alucard.
And then, as the bullets were expelled from Devries' body, as she slowly began to regenerate herself to explain what happened and why everything was now destroyed for the family, Argetni called my gun to her through the telekinesis that we are granted in the ranks of the true undead.
Chuckling, the succubus stepped toward Harker carrying her daughter's weapon, and rested it against his forehead as she pushed him against the wall. Reliving every single affair that the two shared, which just caused Lillith to cry even more, Integral pulled the trigger. Three times.
Please remember. The original of this gun was able to tear Father Anderson's arms from his body, and this replica is just as powerful. I do not wish to describe the scene of what three bullets to a mortal skull looked like.
Walter now feared for his safety and the safety of Lillith, so he grabbed the woman and carried her out of the mansion and to one of the cars, where they drove to the SAS headquarters. This was not the time to be worrying about appearances in the eyes of the other Round Table members.
When the SAS troops arrived, Alucard and I had already cleaned up most of the blood, and Devries was fully healed from all her wounds. Argetni was hiding in the dungeons. We explained that the girl had been possessed and we could not control her actions. We were left in charge of Anika's body, and Devries would be pending trial for murder charges after a mental evaluation.
The very next day, twelve more gunshots were heard through the entire mansion again, and Walter found Devries laying in her bed with twelve bullets in her head which she was forcibly not expelling, and a suicide note on her bedside table.
He could not tell Argetni about this, no. She would be furious to know that Devries longed for mortal death, so instead he asked my Master to end her existence.
And he must have, for he fled the very next day after draining most of the blood from the girl's body, instructing me to drink her veins dry as soon as I could.
That is why Devries is now officially dead, and I have been released from the care of the Hellsing family, even though I have pledged my service to Lillith Edwards.
I do not know what Argetni plans to do with the Organization now that she has control of it yet again, but I do not care either. I have had enough of Hellsing for this century.
Seras Victoria, true undead.
Who knows what I'll write next. I do need to finish those two fics still, but there's this weird Integral/Heinkel going on in my head.
But thank you for reading, and stay tuned for the final one or two chapters (I didn't think this tied up enough loose ends).
Mew
~*~*~*~*~
January 2
It is official. Devries Fairbrook Hellsing is dead, and along with her every living relative of Abram van Hellsing, the original vampire hunter of the illustrious family and Hellsing Organization.
Walter discovered her body just after sunrise this very morning, and alerted Lillith, Argetni, and myself to the disasterous news.
I have pledged my services to Lillith until her dying day, as this poor woman has borne more loss, pain, and suffering than any mortal should have to deal with in a lifetime. I fear that no one has written these dark stories of Hellsing, so I must recount the entire happening so that the truth will be known instead of the fictional tales of vampires that both our Organization has published and that the Vatican will continue to publish so that mortals never know of our true existence.
The final confrontation between the Hellsing family happened on December 29 of the previous year. As commissioned by Sir Harker, I stayed present at Devries side as she made her way from the wash room, nodding to her younger sister out of formality more than anything else as they passed in the hall.
It is commonplace for Devries to be armed at all times, and I thought nothing of the holstered gun at her waist. Unfortunately, Anika did, commenting that she felt it was truly pathetic for a leader of Hellsing to hide behind a vampire and a weapon at all times, making sure to add in that it must be genetic through her mother's foul genes, because Sir Integral was the same exact way.
The girls argued, but no punches were thrown. Nothing happened but a few verbal insults between teenage sisters, so I continued on my way to Devries' room, thinking that she was directly behind me.
Something was wrong, and I had failed to sense the presence of Argetni until that fateful moment.
Devries, eyes blazing with a fire I have only ever seen in mortal Integral, turned toward her sister as she drew her gun, chuckling as she aimed directly between her sister's eyes.
My master immediately came to the scene upon hearing my call for help, and he aimed one of his guns at our young master while I tried to calm Devries, make her wake up from this possession by her mother's spirit, but as I spoke to the girl, I could hear Argetni whispering the command to shoot the gun. All it would take to kill that pathetic creature would be one shot, and then there would be no more trouble in the house of Hellsing for the rest of her life.
Smirking, Devries pulled the trigger, killing her sister immediately.
My Master followed suit, shooting twice as he tried to stop the bullet from hitting the younger Hellsing, but it was no use. Anika was destined to die on that night.
The tall blond recoiled from the bullet to her skull, taking a step backward as she fingered the wound, growling as she expelled the bullet to the floor and cursing my master as she backed toward the wall, her gun now pointed at his head.
Argetni now materialized fully in our presence, breaking her control over the girl, and as soon as Devries began to look through her own eyes and analyze the situation in the right state of mind, she cried, slumping against Argetni, muttering prayers and how sorry she was for hurting her little sister.
My master, seemingly relieved that Devries had finally come to a realization of what was happening, kneeled next to Anika, lapping the blood from the wound as a final gesture to break any bond that he would be required to keep to Anika as a relative of Abram.
If it would have been just the vampires and children in the house that evening, we could have created some story as to why Anika was dead, but unfortunately, ever single member of the Hellsing family, including Walter, was present at the London manor.
Hearing the gunshots from the third floor, Harker, Lillith, and Walter arrived in just a matter of moments. I held the offending gun in my hands at this point, and Harker noticed this detail. He raised his gun at me, chanting the words so often heard coming from our soldier's tongues, and fired the entire clip.
To his chagrin, Devries leaped in front of me, taking the bullets to her chest.
Lillith could not contain her agony, falling to the floor and shrieking for someone to call the police and an ambulance for both Anika and Devries.
Walter remained in shock. He did not want to harm any of us without knowing what actually happened, and apparently he was receiving different stories through the telepathic links he created with Argetni and Alucard.
And then, as the bullets were expelled from Devries' body, as she slowly began to regenerate herself to explain what happened and why everything was now destroyed for the family, Argetni called my gun to her through the telekinesis that we are granted in the ranks of the true undead.
Chuckling, the succubus stepped toward Harker carrying her daughter's weapon, and rested it against his forehead as she pushed him against the wall. Reliving every single affair that the two shared, which just caused Lillith to cry even more, Integral pulled the trigger. Three times.
Please remember. The original of this gun was able to tear Father Anderson's arms from his body, and this replica is just as powerful. I do not wish to describe the scene of what three bullets to a mortal skull looked like.
Walter now feared for his safety and the safety of Lillith, so he grabbed the woman and carried her out of the mansion and to one of the cars, where they drove to the SAS headquarters. This was not the time to be worrying about appearances in the eyes of the other Round Table members.
When the SAS troops arrived, Alucard and I had already cleaned up most of the blood, and Devries was fully healed from all her wounds. Argetni was hiding in the dungeons. We explained that the girl had been possessed and we could not control her actions. We were left in charge of Anika's body, and Devries would be pending trial for murder charges after a mental evaluation.
The very next day, twelve more gunshots were heard through the entire mansion again, and Walter found Devries laying in her bed with twelve bullets in her head which she was forcibly not expelling, and a suicide note on her bedside table.
He could not tell Argetni about this, no. She would be furious to know that Devries longed for mortal death, so instead he asked my Master to end her existence.
And he must have, for he fled the very next day after draining most of the blood from the girl's body, instructing me to drink her veins dry as soon as I could.
That is why Devries is now officially dead, and I have been released from the care of the Hellsing family, even though I have pledged my service to Lillith Edwards.
I do not know what Argetni plans to do with the Organization now that she has control of it yet again, but I do not care either. I have had enough of Hellsing for this century.
Seras Victoria, true undead.