This wasn't in the original plan for this fic, but I've decided that I
wanted another Harker section. ^_^
And there have only been two reviews. *sniffle* I do know that this one's not going to be as popular as the others in this series, but if you're out there and reading this, let me know via reviews ^_^
In those reviews, if there is anything that you would like explained from any of the Dis- stories, please add that. I'll consider all suggestions and write them out if I ever have the motivation to do so.
~*~Chapter 4~*~
Hatred Guy of Sinfulness
"Good work today girls." Harker smiled as he closed the antique book from which his daughters were learning about werewolves and the plagues that they caused in France a century ago. "Since I have to go to Rome tonight, go to your regular schools for the next week for the entire school day instead of coming home at noon like usual. God knows you both need help with proper English."
Nodding, Anika hurried from the room to work on her homework for the regular school while the fifteen year old Devries, who now stood at a full 1.8 meters, slowly collected her notebooks.
"Father, must I attend classes with Anika? I do not see how they would benefit me whatsoever."
The now mostly gray haired man smiled across the table at his eldest daughter. "Devries, even though you are quite talented, Anika still needs encouragement with her studies. She adores you, so be a good role model for your sister and just go to class."
"Yes Father." Exiting the room, Devries shut the door behind her so Harker could be alone to prepare for his trip.
Running his hands through his graying hair, Harker truly hoped that the Vatican had not called the upcoming meeting to reprimand the Organization about the handling of the werewolf outbreak in Northeastern France, which spilled over in to Hellsing's territory of Belgium. He did not want to lose the treaty that the two organizations had agreed upon to bring about some cooperation between the two, as long as any of Hellsing's vampires did not leave the boundaries of their territory.
"I want you to have this portrait recommissioned." Snapping out of his thoughts about the Vatican, Harker looked up to see Argetni standing across the room from him staring up at the portrait of herself as Sir Integral. "I look African, not tanned."
"Teggy, you're not supposed to be here." The leader of Hellsing growled at the vampire standing across the room from him, just noticing her provocative dress. "And even though you feed off sex, I would prefer you not come in to my office wearing garments that a common prostitute would wear. Please remember that."
"I have come for new orders, master." Drawing out the last word for emphasis, Argetni made certain to sway her hips as she crossed the room to sit cross legged on the desk, reaching in to the top drawer to pull out a cigar and lighter, enjoying a few puffs before turning her attention back to Harker. "Alucard, the Police Girl, and myself are quite bored with the lack of attention and the small number of missions we are sent on."
"There are no missions which require vampires, Teggy."
"Pity." Exhaling a thin trail of smoke, Argetni scooted closer to Harker, the leather skirt now barely covering her. "I guess I will have to test my daughter's knowledge so she can take her place as the leader of Hellsing in three years."
"I'm still alive." Harker growled, plucking the cigar from the succubus' lips and smashing it out in the nearby glass ashtray. "And what gives YOU the right to tell me what to do Teggy? I run the Organization now, not you. You forfeited that right when you let Alucard make you one of his kind."
Argetni was, needless to say, not amused with the statement. "If we must get technical, I can produce the prenuptial agreement that you signed saying that our first child together is the only heir to the Organization and would take over control when he or she becomes a legal adult."
Sighing, Harker sat on the desk, laying his hand on Argenti's thigh, squeezing it ever so gently just to get her attention. "To be honest, Devries isn't ready yet. While she may be just as strong willed as you had been at that age, and even though you were running this Organization at her age, she does not know the faintest things about true military tactics or diplomacy."
"I suggest you remove your hand before I do." Keeping her stony glare riveted on the graying man, the vampiress sighed heartily as she watched him look away, placing his hands in his lap. "It is your fault that Devries does not know a damned thing about these areas. She should be fully versed in hunting undead and inhuman creatures and should know how to deal with the Royal Protestant Knights and her soldiers. Can you explain these shortcomings Harker?"
Quietly, as if trying to hide his words, Harker whispered as he stared down at his hands, wishing that he did not have to admit what Argetni wanted to hear and already knew through reading his thoughts. "You were the one trained in these matters Teggy. Your father kicked me out of training as soon as he decided I was unworthy, and you were already too jaded to care about these matters when I was forced to this position. Walter and Lillith handle these matters for me. I am just the figurehead of the Organization, much like the American president.
"And that, dearest Teggy, is all I have to say to you. Please return to the Continent and help your comrades round up the rogue werewolves in Belgian territory." Standing from his seat on the desk, Harker headed toward the door so he could finally prepare for his trip to Rome. "Unless, of course, you want to come with me to Rome so we can consummate our marriage vows once again."
Argetni's eyes went wide at the shock of Harker's words as she leaped from the desk and pulled him back with a jerk. "How DARE you speak to me in such a manner! I should rip you limb from limb for such mockery!"
Smirking, Harker reached out to grab Argetni's waist, but in his flailing as he was pushed against the desk, he instead grabbed handfuls of her breasts, pulling the succubus close as he fell against the desk. "It was a joke Integral. Unfortunately God forgot to grace you with a sense of humor."
And then they both realized where his hands were.
Pulling back from the now furious succubus, Harker leaped across the desk as he braced himself to go in the opposite direction of her attack while Argetni stared across at him, her red eyes filled with unabashed rage. "Did I say that YOU could touch ME!?!"
"It was an accident! I swear it!" Harker whimpered, raising his hands in surrender. "Go finish your orders Vampire, then come to me when you are done!"
"Right. . . ." Argetni spat the word as she turned from the desk, walking in mortal fashion toward the door so she could leave the idiot for hopefully another ten years.
"I am right though. We technically never did divorce, so you are legally mine still."
Spinning on the heel of her thigh high boot, Argenti was instantly holding Harker's collar, holding him against the wall as she stared down in his eyes. Smirking as he trembled in fear, she leaned down to kiss him, savagely thrusting her tongue between his lips in a possessive kiss before trailing it to his ear and nipping a tiny hole in the lobe, drawing just a drop of blood out to feed from. "Do you want me still Harker?"
"Y-Yes. . . ." The reply was more born from fear than lust, though Argetni did not notice this detail. Instead, she kissed his cheek gently, caressingly. . . .
Chuckling as she let her former husband fall to the ground as he howled in pain, Argetni licked the blood from her lips before spitting a large chunk of skin from his cheek on to the floor.
"You will make all the appropriate changes in Devries' training, or you will lose more than just a piece of your face, dear cousin."
In an instant, Argetni had disappeared from the room, leaving Harker still whimpering in pain as the seven-centimeter gash on his face dripped blood on to the floor.
And there have only been two reviews. *sniffle* I do know that this one's not going to be as popular as the others in this series, but if you're out there and reading this, let me know via reviews ^_^
In those reviews, if there is anything that you would like explained from any of the Dis- stories, please add that. I'll consider all suggestions and write them out if I ever have the motivation to do so.
~*~Chapter 4~*~
Hatred Guy of Sinfulness
"Good work today girls." Harker smiled as he closed the antique book from which his daughters were learning about werewolves and the plagues that they caused in France a century ago. "Since I have to go to Rome tonight, go to your regular schools for the next week for the entire school day instead of coming home at noon like usual. God knows you both need help with proper English."
Nodding, Anika hurried from the room to work on her homework for the regular school while the fifteen year old Devries, who now stood at a full 1.8 meters, slowly collected her notebooks.
"Father, must I attend classes with Anika? I do not see how they would benefit me whatsoever."
The now mostly gray haired man smiled across the table at his eldest daughter. "Devries, even though you are quite talented, Anika still needs encouragement with her studies. She adores you, so be a good role model for your sister and just go to class."
"Yes Father." Exiting the room, Devries shut the door behind her so Harker could be alone to prepare for his trip.
Running his hands through his graying hair, Harker truly hoped that the Vatican had not called the upcoming meeting to reprimand the Organization about the handling of the werewolf outbreak in Northeastern France, which spilled over in to Hellsing's territory of Belgium. He did not want to lose the treaty that the two organizations had agreed upon to bring about some cooperation between the two, as long as any of Hellsing's vampires did not leave the boundaries of their territory.
"I want you to have this portrait recommissioned." Snapping out of his thoughts about the Vatican, Harker looked up to see Argetni standing across the room from him staring up at the portrait of herself as Sir Integral. "I look African, not tanned."
"Teggy, you're not supposed to be here." The leader of Hellsing growled at the vampire standing across the room from him, just noticing her provocative dress. "And even though you feed off sex, I would prefer you not come in to my office wearing garments that a common prostitute would wear. Please remember that."
"I have come for new orders, master." Drawing out the last word for emphasis, Argetni made certain to sway her hips as she crossed the room to sit cross legged on the desk, reaching in to the top drawer to pull out a cigar and lighter, enjoying a few puffs before turning her attention back to Harker. "Alucard, the Police Girl, and myself are quite bored with the lack of attention and the small number of missions we are sent on."
"There are no missions which require vampires, Teggy."
"Pity." Exhaling a thin trail of smoke, Argetni scooted closer to Harker, the leather skirt now barely covering her. "I guess I will have to test my daughter's knowledge so she can take her place as the leader of Hellsing in three years."
"I'm still alive." Harker growled, plucking the cigar from the succubus' lips and smashing it out in the nearby glass ashtray. "And what gives YOU the right to tell me what to do Teggy? I run the Organization now, not you. You forfeited that right when you let Alucard make you one of his kind."
Argetni was, needless to say, not amused with the statement. "If we must get technical, I can produce the prenuptial agreement that you signed saying that our first child together is the only heir to the Organization and would take over control when he or she becomes a legal adult."
Sighing, Harker sat on the desk, laying his hand on Argenti's thigh, squeezing it ever so gently just to get her attention. "To be honest, Devries isn't ready yet. While she may be just as strong willed as you had been at that age, and even though you were running this Organization at her age, she does not know the faintest things about true military tactics or diplomacy."
"I suggest you remove your hand before I do." Keeping her stony glare riveted on the graying man, the vampiress sighed heartily as she watched him look away, placing his hands in his lap. "It is your fault that Devries does not know a damned thing about these areas. She should be fully versed in hunting undead and inhuman creatures and should know how to deal with the Royal Protestant Knights and her soldiers. Can you explain these shortcomings Harker?"
Quietly, as if trying to hide his words, Harker whispered as he stared down at his hands, wishing that he did not have to admit what Argetni wanted to hear and already knew through reading his thoughts. "You were the one trained in these matters Teggy. Your father kicked me out of training as soon as he decided I was unworthy, and you were already too jaded to care about these matters when I was forced to this position. Walter and Lillith handle these matters for me. I am just the figurehead of the Organization, much like the American president.
"And that, dearest Teggy, is all I have to say to you. Please return to the Continent and help your comrades round up the rogue werewolves in Belgian territory." Standing from his seat on the desk, Harker headed toward the door so he could finally prepare for his trip to Rome. "Unless, of course, you want to come with me to Rome so we can consummate our marriage vows once again."
Argetni's eyes went wide at the shock of Harker's words as she leaped from the desk and pulled him back with a jerk. "How DARE you speak to me in such a manner! I should rip you limb from limb for such mockery!"
Smirking, Harker reached out to grab Argetni's waist, but in his flailing as he was pushed against the desk, he instead grabbed handfuls of her breasts, pulling the succubus close as he fell against the desk. "It was a joke Integral. Unfortunately God forgot to grace you with a sense of humor."
And then they both realized where his hands were.
Pulling back from the now furious succubus, Harker leaped across the desk as he braced himself to go in the opposite direction of her attack while Argetni stared across at him, her red eyes filled with unabashed rage. "Did I say that YOU could touch ME!?!"
"It was an accident! I swear it!" Harker whimpered, raising his hands in surrender. "Go finish your orders Vampire, then come to me when you are done!"
"Right. . . ." Argetni spat the word as she turned from the desk, walking in mortal fashion toward the door so she could leave the idiot for hopefully another ten years.
"I am right though. We technically never did divorce, so you are legally mine still."
Spinning on the heel of her thigh high boot, Argenti was instantly holding Harker's collar, holding him against the wall as she stared down in his eyes. Smirking as he trembled in fear, she leaned down to kiss him, savagely thrusting her tongue between his lips in a possessive kiss before trailing it to his ear and nipping a tiny hole in the lobe, drawing just a drop of blood out to feed from. "Do you want me still Harker?"
"Y-Yes. . . ." The reply was more born from fear than lust, though Argetni did not notice this detail. Instead, she kissed his cheek gently, caressingly. . . .
Chuckling as she let her former husband fall to the ground as he howled in pain, Argetni licked the blood from her lips before spitting a large chunk of skin from his cheek on to the floor.
"You will make all the appropriate changes in Devries' training, or you will lose more than just a piece of your face, dear cousin."
In an instant, Argetni had disappeared from the room, leaving Harker still whimpering in pain as the seven-centimeter gash on his face dripped blood on to the floor.
