* Author's note: I don't own Hellsing. I write for fun and to play with my imagination. And to you Gary Stu haters I would like to read you my favorite quote. " Never gonna stop me_! Never gonna stop!" -Rob Zombie*
Past
The doorbell to the Hellsing mansion rang loud and slow. Hellsing's faithful retainer Walter Dollneaz opened the large wooden door to meet their guest.
"Good afternoon Mr. Tashan. Welcome to Hellsing Manor."
Lance Tashan stood in the door trying to process all the information the gigantic manor threw at him. Shifting the weight of his military issue duffel bag he spoke in awe of the palace, "This place is huge."
"Sir Integral is busy at the moment entertaining some guests of the queen. She wishes to speak with you after you settle in and her majesty's inspectors leave."
"That's xool."
"Now if you will follow me please young sir." Walter began walking down the stairs to Hellsing's private dungeon.
Lance took one more quick look around the manor's main room before heading down after the retainer.
When they went past a normal sized wooden door the sweet smell of blood and the vampire Seras Victoria overflowed his senses.
"That's Seras' room an't it?"
After the blunt disregard for proper grammar faded Walter calmly said, " Yes this Miss Victoria's room and I do oblige that you leave her alone; especially during day light hours."
"Can do." The wolf smirked
After going another sixty feet into the depths of Hellsing Manor they came along ten metal doors. Walter went and opened the first one to his right.
"This is your room."
Lance took one good look at it. The walls where only a few feet from each other, and the length seemed to only measure eight feet at first glance. There was only one light that hung from the ceiling. It didn't illuminate much, because it didn't need too. There was a small bed and at the foot was a small wooden dresser. The bed itself was only a mattress with a small steel frame. It did however have a pillow though, that's always a plus. He walked over and set the olive drab green bag at the head of the bed.
"I'm sorry Mr. Tashan, but this all we could come up with under such short notice, we'll find you a more preeminent place to stay."
"Nah, this xool dude. I like a lot. Hell of a lot better then that flat I was staying in."
"Well, sir if you ever change your mind, I'm sure we can find you a better place to stay."
"Like I said man, this place is fine."
"I'll be back with in the hour let you know when Sir Integral, is ready to see you." Walter added in as he shut the heavy metal door behind him. "Dude? I will never get Americans and their strange ways."
Lance laid down on the squeaky bed and took a quick nap.
It had been an hour since Walter had left him to his peaceful sleep. A quick knock on the metal door stir him from his quick slumber. The door cheeked open and Walter poked his head inside.
"Sir Integral, will see you now Mr. Tashan."
Lance quickly shook his head. "Okay." He stuck his fist into the mattress and pushed himself up to his feet. " Lead the way."
Lance knocked on the door to Integral's room.
"Come in." said a confidant voice.
Lance stepped inside and quietly shut the door behind him. "You wished to see me Miss Hellsing?" he said trying not to show the fact that he was nervous.
"Sit down, we have some things to discuss before you truly become a member of this organization."
"What is it that you wish to speak of ma'am."
"First off is the date of birth missing in your file, I wish to know why is isn't apart of your File." She said staring at him as if judging him.
"February, fourteenth, about seventeen years ago."
She looked at him then proceeded with the rest of her inquiries, "Your earlier commander was eaten alive three days after you left your previous organization."
"Yes he was ma'am. I did the deed, if that's what you with to know."
"Then my question is to you, why did you brutally attack and murder your former commanding officer."
"He went insane ma'am." Lance began to remember that night.
*^*
"Lance kill him now god damn it!" Commander Gary McManther yelled.
"Dude, He is fucking human dude, not a freak."
"Listen to me you piece of werewolf trash, you kill him now or you suffer his fate!"
"No please don't kill me brother!" the innocent human pleaded.
A gun went off, the pleading human lay in a pull of blood. A bullet hole took place in his brain.
"YOU SON OF A BITCH!"
The man gave an insane smile as if freeing himself.
*^*
"He killed an innocent man, Sir Integral, an innocent man he wanted me to kill. So I quit the next day and waited until the time was right and I killed him ma'am." Lance said that so calmly and coolly that the thought of saying it seemed to not make any difference at all.
"One last thing."
"Yes ma'am?"
"You are not a loud to feast off any people on my payroll. And, if you do happen to feast off any of my men I'll send Alucard to finish you off, understand?"
"Very clearly Ma'am." Lance then saluted his new commanding officer and left her alone in her office.
"The boy, shall make a fine lapdog master." Alucard mocked as he creeped out of the shadows.
"His Loyalties seem to belong to a little dog don't they?" she smirked.
"The pup's strength is no where near my own master, why to you tolerate him so?"
"To be simple we need experienced soldiers in dealings with the undead. And, it looks as if he can live long enough to teach the others a thing or two. Now go and carry out your orders Alucard."
"Yes master."
Lance began playing that moment over and over in his head. Why the hell did you have to kill him man, he was your own bother. With his hands in his pockets and eyes looking at the floor he didn't see Seras coming out of her door.
"Ooof." They said in unison.
"Oops, sorry about that. Didn't see you there."
Rubbing her face Seras said, "Your name is Lance Tashan isn't it?"
"Yep."
Glaring at him Seras spoke sternly, "Watch where you're going nest time."
"That is possible ma'am, sorry was thinking about something else."
"About?"
"Ancient History, the Aztec Empire."
Seras looked at him blankly. "Okay, just remember to watch it next time." She walked upstairs and out of sight.
Lance headed down the hall and to his new room to change. When he exited he was wearing the green military fatigues he was issued when he force got signed to the Hellsing membership. "Well," he began, "They fit well that's for sure."
Past
The doorbell to the Hellsing mansion rang loud and slow. Hellsing's faithful retainer Walter Dollneaz opened the large wooden door to meet their guest.
"Good afternoon Mr. Tashan. Welcome to Hellsing Manor."
Lance Tashan stood in the door trying to process all the information the gigantic manor threw at him. Shifting the weight of his military issue duffel bag he spoke in awe of the palace, "This place is huge."
"Sir Integral is busy at the moment entertaining some guests of the queen. She wishes to speak with you after you settle in and her majesty's inspectors leave."
"That's xool."
"Now if you will follow me please young sir." Walter began walking down the stairs to Hellsing's private dungeon.
Lance took one more quick look around the manor's main room before heading down after the retainer.
When they went past a normal sized wooden door the sweet smell of blood and the vampire Seras Victoria overflowed his senses.
"That's Seras' room an't it?"
After the blunt disregard for proper grammar faded Walter calmly said, " Yes this Miss Victoria's room and I do oblige that you leave her alone; especially during day light hours."
"Can do." The wolf smirked
After going another sixty feet into the depths of Hellsing Manor they came along ten metal doors. Walter went and opened the first one to his right.
"This is your room."
Lance took one good look at it. The walls where only a few feet from each other, and the length seemed to only measure eight feet at first glance. There was only one light that hung from the ceiling. It didn't illuminate much, because it didn't need too. There was a small bed and at the foot was a small wooden dresser. The bed itself was only a mattress with a small steel frame. It did however have a pillow though, that's always a plus. He walked over and set the olive drab green bag at the head of the bed.
"I'm sorry Mr. Tashan, but this all we could come up with under such short notice, we'll find you a more preeminent place to stay."
"Nah, this xool dude. I like a lot. Hell of a lot better then that flat I was staying in."
"Well, sir if you ever change your mind, I'm sure we can find you a better place to stay."
"Like I said man, this place is fine."
"I'll be back with in the hour let you know when Sir Integral, is ready to see you." Walter added in as he shut the heavy metal door behind him. "Dude? I will never get Americans and their strange ways."
Lance laid down on the squeaky bed and took a quick nap.
It had been an hour since Walter had left him to his peaceful sleep. A quick knock on the metal door stir him from his quick slumber. The door cheeked open and Walter poked his head inside.
"Sir Integral, will see you now Mr. Tashan."
Lance quickly shook his head. "Okay." He stuck his fist into the mattress and pushed himself up to his feet. " Lead the way."
Lance knocked on the door to Integral's room.
"Come in." said a confidant voice.
Lance stepped inside and quietly shut the door behind him. "You wished to see me Miss Hellsing?" he said trying not to show the fact that he was nervous.
"Sit down, we have some things to discuss before you truly become a member of this organization."
"What is it that you wish to speak of ma'am."
"First off is the date of birth missing in your file, I wish to know why is isn't apart of your File." She said staring at him as if judging him.
"February, fourteenth, about seventeen years ago."
She looked at him then proceeded with the rest of her inquiries, "Your earlier commander was eaten alive three days after you left your previous organization."
"Yes he was ma'am. I did the deed, if that's what you with to know."
"Then my question is to you, why did you brutally attack and murder your former commanding officer."
"He went insane ma'am." Lance began to remember that night.
*^*
"Lance kill him now god damn it!" Commander Gary McManther yelled.
"Dude, He is fucking human dude, not a freak."
"Listen to me you piece of werewolf trash, you kill him now or you suffer his fate!"
"No please don't kill me brother!" the innocent human pleaded.
A gun went off, the pleading human lay in a pull of blood. A bullet hole took place in his brain.
"YOU SON OF A BITCH!"
The man gave an insane smile as if freeing himself.
*^*
"He killed an innocent man, Sir Integral, an innocent man he wanted me to kill. So I quit the next day and waited until the time was right and I killed him ma'am." Lance said that so calmly and coolly that the thought of saying it seemed to not make any difference at all.
"One last thing."
"Yes ma'am?"
"You are not a loud to feast off any people on my payroll. And, if you do happen to feast off any of my men I'll send Alucard to finish you off, understand?"
"Very clearly Ma'am." Lance then saluted his new commanding officer and left her alone in her office.
"The boy, shall make a fine lapdog master." Alucard mocked as he creeped out of the shadows.
"His Loyalties seem to belong to a little dog don't they?" she smirked.
"The pup's strength is no where near my own master, why to you tolerate him so?"
"To be simple we need experienced soldiers in dealings with the undead. And, it looks as if he can live long enough to teach the others a thing or two. Now go and carry out your orders Alucard."
"Yes master."
Lance began playing that moment over and over in his head. Why the hell did you have to kill him man, he was your own bother. With his hands in his pockets and eyes looking at the floor he didn't see Seras coming out of her door.
"Ooof." They said in unison.
"Oops, sorry about that. Didn't see you there."
Rubbing her face Seras said, "Your name is Lance Tashan isn't it?"
"Yep."
Glaring at him Seras spoke sternly, "Watch where you're going nest time."
"That is possible ma'am, sorry was thinking about something else."
"About?"
"Ancient History, the Aztec Empire."
Seras looked at him blankly. "Okay, just remember to watch it next time." She walked upstairs and out of sight.
Lance headed down the hall and to his new room to change. When he exited he was wearing the green military fatigues he was issued when he force got signed to the Hellsing membership. "Well," he began, "They fit well that's for sure."