Yeah Winston's decidedly English. It's not my favorite name but I wanted
something with a sort of foppish feel about it. I sort of want Winston to
be nothing like either of his parent's and besides some people call him
Win.
I don't own Hellsing yada yada yada. Not making any money yada yada yada. Enjoy.
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They had not spoken on the plane ride home. Winston had mostly stared at the cold metal floor of the helicopter. He tried to sleep but somehow his body wouldn't let him. He didn't really need to be told they were heading toward England. Perhaps, he might have spoken to Alucard about it if he had had the courage. However, he was frightened of confirming anything that had happened over the last twenty-four hours and he had this suspicion that Alucard knew all the questions in his mind already. If Alucard wanted to breach the subject he would of. For now Winston felt content to wait.
For Alucard's part he felt strangely anxious. He was mostly contemplating whether or not he ought to bring the boy straight to Integral. She would probably want to delay having to speak with him but it would have to be done. It would be useless to try to conceal the truth from Walter. He would understand everything the minute he laid eyes on the boy. Ceres didn't matter of course because Integral didn't really give a damn about his servant's opinion of her but Walter was a father figure. He would have to approve of the boy. No it wouldn't do to tip toe around the subject. Regardless of what his Master wanted he was going to bring the boy straight through the Hellsing manner. It was after all his birthright. If Integral wanted to send the boy away again after their meeting it was her choice but the situation would have to be dealt with.
The child had not been attacked randomly. There was something behind all this. Alucard felt it brewing for months. The whole situation reeked of freaks. In any case Winston would have to be protected and that meant Hellsing was obligated to take care of him. Alucard turned his eyes toward the boy. He was staring at the floor and playing with the button of his shirtsleeve. His mind was racing a mile a minute. He wanted to ask a dozen questions but he didn't know where to begin or what he even should call Alucard.
"You may call me Alucard."
Winston turned toward the voice. It was not warm; it was simply matter of fact. He replied with the same tone, "and her?"
"You will call her Integral for now."
"What will you do with me?"
"It depends on what my Master wants. Your life is in danger and so for now Hellsing will have to keep you safe."
"What will happen to my aunt?"
Alucard stared at Winston for a moment before he understood what he meant. "She will be buried in Galway. I'm sorry but you will not be able to attend the funeral. Everything else has been handled as far as the investigation and police are concerned."
Suddenly the helicopter came down on a landing pad. The ride over had felt infinitely long but now that they had landed Winston felt as though the ride had been far to short. The door swung open revealing a man wearing some type of uniform. It had a crest upon it with the name Hellsing embroidered across it.
"Alucard. Sir Hellsing has been made aware of your arrival. She has made arrangements for your passenger and asked me to hand you this."
Alucard reached out toward the letter and took it from the man's hand. He took one look at it and tore it in half. "I'm afraid I can not comply to Sir Hellsing's request. We'll be heading toward her office now." Alucard turned toward Winston saying simply, "come."
The boy gulped slightly and followed Alucard off the landing pad. They appeared to be on top of a tower on some great building.
"Alucard Sir Hellsing has given me order's demanding that you follow them," the man yelled.
He continued to walk on ignoring the man completely. Winston followed him as they entered a corridor of the great building. "Where are we," asked Winston.
"This is your families house," Alucard said quietly. "The Hellsing manner. I need to ask something of you before we enter your mother's office Winston."
Winston lost his footing a bit as when Alucard used the word mother. "Yes."
"You are not to mention your affiliation to the Catholic Church to Integral do you understand."
"Why?" He questioned.
"It does not need to be made known for now. The Hellsing's have fought with the Catholics for many centuries and Integral doesn't need to know about it for now. Do you understand?"
"Yes, but I won't deny it if she asks."
"That's fine," replied Alucard. "It shouldn't come up. I only mean that if she asks about what happened to you, you needn't mention your connection to the church just for now." After this brief conversation the two remained quiet until they reached a long hall with checkered marble tile. The house was amazing, long tapestries hung everywhere. The walls consisted of stone and intricately carved wood patterns. His own house in Ireland had been beautiful but this place was incredible to Winston. It felt so strange. His mind was suddenly filled with a million childish fancies. His family had walked these halls for centuries and now he was finally taking his place among them. He felt pride.
Alucard looked at the boy for as second and ran his fingers through his hair flattening it. "I'm afraid you wont be able to clean yourself up but straighten up what you can." Winston looked at his sleeve caked in blood and sighed buttoning it up again. He was a mess.
Suddenly they stopped before two large oak doors. Alucard did not bother to knock he simply opened the doors and stepped into the room. He walked to the center of the room and then said only. "Master."
A woman with long blonde hair and glasses leaned on a large desk with her arms crossed resting her chin on her hands. She looked down and did not bother to pick up her head when Alucard spoke. Winston could not bring himself to do anything more than step into the room. He closed the door as quietly as he could but he did not go to Alucard.
A strong English accent filled the air speaking calmly. "Alucard I sent you orders but you refused to comply with them which somehow I expected but that you would have the audacity to walk right into my office after disobeying me is infuriating. Time and time again you defy me. Yet, somehow you continue to call me Master despite the fact that you do not even know what the word servant means." At this the woman stood up and pounded her fist on the desk. Her face grew enraged. Then she looked in the corner and saw a young boys face leaning against the door.
He looked absolutely petrified. His lower lip was quivering slightly. He did not look like he was going to cry but he seemed to be frightened. She could make out very few of his features in the poorly lit room but it was obvious that he was the mirror image of Alucard. She sighed and hung her head.
"Master his life is in danger and besides that he knows everything now. I believed the Hellsing organization owed him an explanation at least."
Integral looked up again. She could barely bring forth any words from her mouth. Everything was overwhelming her. The whole room felt like it was spinning. It was only early evening now but she had worked all day and now she had so much work ahead of her. She just wasn't ready for the conversation that was going to ensue. "Alucard take the boy to a room where he can clean himself up. He is a mess. We will have this conversation in the morning."
"He will not be sent away Integral."
Her face again frowned. "I said we can have this conversation in the morning Alucard damn it. Now get out."
Alucard turned toward Winston and looked at him. "Very well Master. Winston you will be taken to your room. Good night." With that Alucard disappeared into his dungeon home for rest and a good drink.
Integral suddenly panicked. She had intended for Alucard to take the boy to his room. Now she would have to have either Walter do it or take him herself. Both prospects were horrifying at the moment but she couldn't let Walter know for now. Looking at the boy she said quietly, "I will bring you to your room." She picked herself up and walked over to him unsteadily. He looked up at her with her beautiful blue eyes. "Come," she said.
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Ok they really will have a full-fledged conversation in the next chapter. It always surprise's me how quickly 3 pages goes. BTW yeah I should be studying English right now or even Biology. Oh well sigh.
What's in a name ~Out~
I don't own Hellsing yada yada yada. Not making any money yada yada yada. Enjoy.
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They had not spoken on the plane ride home. Winston had mostly stared at the cold metal floor of the helicopter. He tried to sleep but somehow his body wouldn't let him. He didn't really need to be told they were heading toward England. Perhaps, he might have spoken to Alucard about it if he had had the courage. However, he was frightened of confirming anything that had happened over the last twenty-four hours and he had this suspicion that Alucard knew all the questions in his mind already. If Alucard wanted to breach the subject he would of. For now Winston felt content to wait.
For Alucard's part he felt strangely anxious. He was mostly contemplating whether or not he ought to bring the boy straight to Integral. She would probably want to delay having to speak with him but it would have to be done. It would be useless to try to conceal the truth from Walter. He would understand everything the minute he laid eyes on the boy. Ceres didn't matter of course because Integral didn't really give a damn about his servant's opinion of her but Walter was a father figure. He would have to approve of the boy. No it wouldn't do to tip toe around the subject. Regardless of what his Master wanted he was going to bring the boy straight through the Hellsing manner. It was after all his birthright. If Integral wanted to send the boy away again after their meeting it was her choice but the situation would have to be dealt with.
The child had not been attacked randomly. There was something behind all this. Alucard felt it brewing for months. The whole situation reeked of freaks. In any case Winston would have to be protected and that meant Hellsing was obligated to take care of him. Alucard turned his eyes toward the boy. He was staring at the floor and playing with the button of his shirtsleeve. His mind was racing a mile a minute. He wanted to ask a dozen questions but he didn't know where to begin or what he even should call Alucard.
"You may call me Alucard."
Winston turned toward the voice. It was not warm; it was simply matter of fact. He replied with the same tone, "and her?"
"You will call her Integral for now."
"What will you do with me?"
"It depends on what my Master wants. Your life is in danger and so for now Hellsing will have to keep you safe."
"What will happen to my aunt?"
Alucard stared at Winston for a moment before he understood what he meant. "She will be buried in Galway. I'm sorry but you will not be able to attend the funeral. Everything else has been handled as far as the investigation and police are concerned."
Suddenly the helicopter came down on a landing pad. The ride over had felt infinitely long but now that they had landed Winston felt as though the ride had been far to short. The door swung open revealing a man wearing some type of uniform. It had a crest upon it with the name Hellsing embroidered across it.
"Alucard. Sir Hellsing has been made aware of your arrival. She has made arrangements for your passenger and asked me to hand you this."
Alucard reached out toward the letter and took it from the man's hand. He took one look at it and tore it in half. "I'm afraid I can not comply to Sir Hellsing's request. We'll be heading toward her office now." Alucard turned toward Winston saying simply, "come."
The boy gulped slightly and followed Alucard off the landing pad. They appeared to be on top of a tower on some great building.
"Alucard Sir Hellsing has given me order's demanding that you follow them," the man yelled.
He continued to walk on ignoring the man completely. Winston followed him as they entered a corridor of the great building. "Where are we," asked Winston.
"This is your families house," Alucard said quietly. "The Hellsing manner. I need to ask something of you before we enter your mother's office Winston."
Winston lost his footing a bit as when Alucard used the word mother. "Yes."
"You are not to mention your affiliation to the Catholic Church to Integral do you understand."
"Why?" He questioned.
"It does not need to be made known for now. The Hellsing's have fought with the Catholics for many centuries and Integral doesn't need to know about it for now. Do you understand?"
"Yes, but I won't deny it if she asks."
"That's fine," replied Alucard. "It shouldn't come up. I only mean that if she asks about what happened to you, you needn't mention your connection to the church just for now." After this brief conversation the two remained quiet until they reached a long hall with checkered marble tile. The house was amazing, long tapestries hung everywhere. The walls consisted of stone and intricately carved wood patterns. His own house in Ireland had been beautiful but this place was incredible to Winston. It felt so strange. His mind was suddenly filled with a million childish fancies. His family had walked these halls for centuries and now he was finally taking his place among them. He felt pride.
Alucard looked at the boy for as second and ran his fingers through his hair flattening it. "I'm afraid you wont be able to clean yourself up but straighten up what you can." Winston looked at his sleeve caked in blood and sighed buttoning it up again. He was a mess.
Suddenly they stopped before two large oak doors. Alucard did not bother to knock he simply opened the doors and stepped into the room. He walked to the center of the room and then said only. "Master."
A woman with long blonde hair and glasses leaned on a large desk with her arms crossed resting her chin on her hands. She looked down and did not bother to pick up her head when Alucard spoke. Winston could not bring himself to do anything more than step into the room. He closed the door as quietly as he could but he did not go to Alucard.
A strong English accent filled the air speaking calmly. "Alucard I sent you orders but you refused to comply with them which somehow I expected but that you would have the audacity to walk right into my office after disobeying me is infuriating. Time and time again you defy me. Yet, somehow you continue to call me Master despite the fact that you do not even know what the word servant means." At this the woman stood up and pounded her fist on the desk. Her face grew enraged. Then she looked in the corner and saw a young boys face leaning against the door.
He looked absolutely petrified. His lower lip was quivering slightly. He did not look like he was going to cry but he seemed to be frightened. She could make out very few of his features in the poorly lit room but it was obvious that he was the mirror image of Alucard. She sighed and hung her head.
"Master his life is in danger and besides that he knows everything now. I believed the Hellsing organization owed him an explanation at least."
Integral looked up again. She could barely bring forth any words from her mouth. Everything was overwhelming her. The whole room felt like it was spinning. It was only early evening now but she had worked all day and now she had so much work ahead of her. She just wasn't ready for the conversation that was going to ensue. "Alucard take the boy to a room where he can clean himself up. He is a mess. We will have this conversation in the morning."
"He will not be sent away Integral."
Her face again frowned. "I said we can have this conversation in the morning Alucard damn it. Now get out."
Alucard turned toward Winston and looked at him. "Very well Master. Winston you will be taken to your room. Good night." With that Alucard disappeared into his dungeon home for rest and a good drink.
Integral suddenly panicked. She had intended for Alucard to take the boy to his room. Now she would have to have either Walter do it or take him herself. Both prospects were horrifying at the moment but she couldn't let Walter know for now. Looking at the boy she said quietly, "I will bring you to your room." She picked herself up and walked over to him unsteadily. He looked up at her with her beautiful blue eyes. "Come," she said.
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Ok they really will have a full-fledged conversation in the next chapter. It always surprise's me how quickly 3 pages goes. BTW yeah I should be studying English right now or even Biology. Oh well sigh.
What's in a name ~Out~
