Hellsing: Ancient Immortal
In the name of God,
impure souls of the living dead
shall be banished
into eternal damnation.
Amen.
Order 1. Blood Guilt
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Within the icy halls and shadowed paintings of the Hellsing house a woman sat in her office. In the sleeves of a dead green suit and long whiting blonde hair, behind the lenses of her glasses, the eyes of Integral Wingates Hellsing looked into the settling waves of her cup of tea. Taking a sip for a second but keeping the cup to her lips somone barged through her room's door, her eyes quickly moved to the girl walking toward her.
"Sir! " The girl walked upto the desk and saluted.
"Yes, Seras? " Miss Hellsing asked from behind her chair.
"The Colonel has...he - He's dead sir."
Miss Hellsing placed her cup onto its plate, turned her chair and faced Seras.
"So he's been killed? Was he - "
"No... I made sure that didn't happen. " Miss Hellsing laid her tea down onto her desk.
"So why did it happen?" She turned her head to look Seras in the eye.
"It was - Sir, it was the Vatican!" She said quickly.
"The Church?!" Miss Helling jumped up at the sound of it.
"Dammit! How dare they mock me!!" She slammed her fist on the desk and gritted her teeth. Seras stood there not blinking, not knowing what to do.
"Seras?"
"Y-Yes?"
"Tell me everything that happened."
"Very well" Seras answered.
Outside a local Catholic Church a tall blonde haired man in a grey trench walked out of its doors and down the stairs. The sun hid behind the saddened clouds of Great Britain.
"Now...to begin this."
The man smiled to himself. He turned the corner and at an instant a man jumped at him. He dodged the attacker.
"A son of evil? Heh!!! I am the right hand of God. How dispacable the undead are. Now begone!" The man in the grey trench threw a sword through the ghouls head. A page of the bible attached to the sword to bless it. The attacker fell to piles of sand to the floor.
"They are the key to THEIR end. Ha ha ha ha!" He walked into an alleyway and approached a shadowy figure that appeared to be a man next to a dumpster. Words were exchanged in whispers and the man handed something to the mysterious shadow. He paced away with a sick smile on his face.
Back at the Hellsing House, Seras walked down the corridors of the mansion with her head in the clouds. She turned the corner and ran right into Walter.
"Oh, Miss Victoria parden me"
"Oh no, it's quite all right. It was my fault actually. Sorry" She began to walk away slowly but before she got away Walter asked her something she wasn't ready to answer.
"May I ask as to what's bothering you Miss?" She looked at the dirty floor beneath her and then turned her eyes to him.
"Walter?"
"Yes dear?"
"Have you ever regretted killing someone?"
"Hmmm, if you're saying you're feeling bad for what you had to do to the Colonel then I would say no. I respected Farguson very much but for the good of humanity you had to do what you had to do. That is your job." He looked into her eyes comfortingly. Seras clenched her hand together to make a fist.
"I killed him, but- But I killed him only to save him from a far worser death."
"I understand Miss. Don't think about this too much" Silence took over for a few seconds.
"It's hard not to." Seras replied still saddened. Walter blinked then look to the side in hesitation.
"Well, I must be going. Sir. Alucard requests my assisstance. Good day." Walter did a half bow and Seras nodded back as he walked away slowly. She asked herself outloud,
"I wonder what HE would want?" A sudden voice then interrupeted her peace.
"HE?" A shadow appeared onto the wall and Alucard stepped out of the portal.
"Remember to refer to me as your master, dear Police Girl."
"Yes, Alucard"
"Now then, whats this talk about Farguson?"
"You've heard?" Seras jolted to see what Alucard was talking about. Alucard slowly made his way to her side.
"Talk travels quickly in the shadows." Alucard laughed evily.
"Guess....your right." Seras acknowledged.
"Does it bother you that you saved him?"
"I didn't save him. I shot him. He...he was my friend."
"But you kept him from becoming a ghoul. Do you think you made the wrong decision?"
Seras held her am behind her back and looked away. In an undertone she told the truth.
"He....was the one who made the choice." Alucard knelt and slid his glasses down his nose. His devil red eyes looked into her's.
"By his own free will?" Alucard asked.
"Y-yes."
Alucard stood up, the shadows of the corridor covered his face.
"Then you are not at fault of anything" He said. She looked up at him.
"...Master?" She wanted an explanation.
"He chose to die, that being the equivalent of suicide. He took his own life, you didn't. He despised the Vampire. He would never under any circumstance become one or serve under one. THAT is the true soul and mind of a Hellsing Soldier. Just as you refused to drink my blood. He chose to drink his own, in death. It was all a choice. That's all it ever is."
Seras stood speechless with tears coming down her cheeks. Alucard motioned her to come near him. He knelt and smiled. His tongue ran up her temple, lapping up her sadness.
She stood there, her eyes closed, welcoming her master's kindness.
"Now," He placed his gloved hands on each of her shoulders.
"you've become weak. Go and drink." He stood back.
"Yes... Master" She answered the look into his now cold eyes. Once she was gone Alucard walked into a shadow portal saying,
"Let me deal with Farguson's murderer. He will die THIS time." He pulled out his gun shining in black. He smiled wickedly and dispersed into the dark, leaving only a name behind himself.
"...Paladin"
In the name of God,
impure souls of the living dead
shall be banished
into eternal damnation.
Amen.
Order 1. Blood Guilt
-------------------------
Within the icy halls and shadowed paintings of the Hellsing house a woman sat in her office. In the sleeves of a dead green suit and long whiting blonde hair, behind the lenses of her glasses, the eyes of Integral Wingates Hellsing looked into the settling waves of her cup of tea. Taking a sip for a second but keeping the cup to her lips somone barged through her room's door, her eyes quickly moved to the girl walking toward her.
"Sir! " The girl walked upto the desk and saluted.
"Yes, Seras? " Miss Hellsing asked from behind her chair.
"The Colonel has...he - He's dead sir."
Miss Hellsing placed her cup onto its plate, turned her chair and faced Seras.
"So he's been killed? Was he - "
"No... I made sure that didn't happen. " Miss Hellsing laid her tea down onto her desk.
"So why did it happen?" She turned her head to look Seras in the eye.
"It was - Sir, it was the Vatican!" She said quickly.
"The Church?!" Miss Helling jumped up at the sound of it.
"Dammit! How dare they mock me!!" She slammed her fist on the desk and gritted her teeth. Seras stood there not blinking, not knowing what to do.
"Seras?"
"Y-Yes?"
"Tell me everything that happened."
"Very well" Seras answered.
Outside a local Catholic Church a tall blonde haired man in a grey trench walked out of its doors and down the stairs. The sun hid behind the saddened clouds of Great Britain.
"Now...to begin this."
The man smiled to himself. He turned the corner and at an instant a man jumped at him. He dodged the attacker.
"A son of evil? Heh!!! I am the right hand of God. How dispacable the undead are. Now begone!" The man in the grey trench threw a sword through the ghouls head. A page of the bible attached to the sword to bless it. The attacker fell to piles of sand to the floor.
"They are the key to THEIR end. Ha ha ha ha!" He walked into an alleyway and approached a shadowy figure that appeared to be a man next to a dumpster. Words were exchanged in whispers and the man handed something to the mysterious shadow. He paced away with a sick smile on his face.
Back at the Hellsing House, Seras walked down the corridors of the mansion with her head in the clouds. She turned the corner and ran right into Walter.
"Oh, Miss Victoria parden me"
"Oh no, it's quite all right. It was my fault actually. Sorry" She began to walk away slowly but before she got away Walter asked her something she wasn't ready to answer.
"May I ask as to what's bothering you Miss?" She looked at the dirty floor beneath her and then turned her eyes to him.
"Walter?"
"Yes dear?"
"Have you ever regretted killing someone?"
"Hmmm, if you're saying you're feeling bad for what you had to do to the Colonel then I would say no. I respected Farguson very much but for the good of humanity you had to do what you had to do. That is your job." He looked into her eyes comfortingly. Seras clenched her hand together to make a fist.
"I killed him, but- But I killed him only to save him from a far worser death."
"I understand Miss. Don't think about this too much" Silence took over for a few seconds.
"It's hard not to." Seras replied still saddened. Walter blinked then look to the side in hesitation.
"Well, I must be going. Sir. Alucard requests my assisstance. Good day." Walter did a half bow and Seras nodded back as he walked away slowly. She asked herself outloud,
"I wonder what HE would want?" A sudden voice then interrupeted her peace.
"HE?" A shadow appeared onto the wall and Alucard stepped out of the portal.
"Remember to refer to me as your master, dear Police Girl."
"Yes, Alucard"
"Now then, whats this talk about Farguson?"
"You've heard?" Seras jolted to see what Alucard was talking about. Alucard slowly made his way to her side.
"Talk travels quickly in the shadows." Alucard laughed evily.
"Guess....your right." Seras acknowledged.
"Does it bother you that you saved him?"
"I didn't save him. I shot him. He...he was my friend."
"But you kept him from becoming a ghoul. Do you think you made the wrong decision?"
Seras held her am behind her back and looked away. In an undertone she told the truth.
"He....was the one who made the choice." Alucard knelt and slid his glasses down his nose. His devil red eyes looked into her's.
"By his own free will?" Alucard asked.
"Y-yes."
Alucard stood up, the shadows of the corridor covered his face.
"Then you are not at fault of anything" He said. She looked up at him.
"...Master?" She wanted an explanation.
"He chose to die, that being the equivalent of suicide. He took his own life, you didn't. He despised the Vampire. He would never under any circumstance become one or serve under one. THAT is the true soul and mind of a Hellsing Soldier. Just as you refused to drink my blood. He chose to drink his own, in death. It was all a choice. That's all it ever is."
Seras stood speechless with tears coming down her cheeks. Alucard motioned her to come near him. He knelt and smiled. His tongue ran up her temple, lapping up her sadness.
She stood there, her eyes closed, welcoming her master's kindness.
"Now," He placed his gloved hands on each of her shoulders.
"you've become weak. Go and drink." He stood back.
"Yes... Master" She answered the look into his now cold eyes. Once she was gone Alucard walked into a shadow portal saying,
"Let me deal with Farguson's murderer. He will die THIS time." He pulled out his gun shining in black. He smiled wickedly and dispersed into the dark, leaving only a name behind himself.
"...Paladin"