Mercury: OW!
Pug: (glomp) Hi!
Mercury: sickening crack That would be my ribs.
Pug: Oops, I am sooooo sorry.
Mercury: Yeah cough whatever. Get off me. I'm going to find a hospital. Do the disclaimer.
Pug: Mercury does not own Hellsing, nor me. I am my own property, I glomp who I want.
Mercury: from way in the distance Keep that sort of independent streak up, and I will set Mrs Cain on you (chemistry teacher). She knows what hydrochloric acid does to limestone as well as me.
Pug: Cowers in fear
"Alucard!" Integra's shrill voice rang through the mansion. "Alucard!" She motioned Pug into her private sitting room. The gargoyle had hauled Seras onto his shoulder, and carried her limp body with ease. Integra tapped her foot with mounting impatience as Pug tried to unload Seras gently, and failed miserably. A dull thud informed Integra that Seras had slid to the floor.
She inhaled to call for the insubordinate vampire once again, when he phased through the wall. His glasses hid his eyes, and his expression was unreadable. "Explain." Integra spat as she pointed to Seras.
Alucard shrugged. "She's no longer accustomed to feeling fear. It'll wear off." He added unfeelingly.
"And why did she feel fear, exactly?"
Alucard made no comment.
"She said you were afraid. Is that true?"
"Couldn't you tell for yourself?" He retorted infuriatingly.
Integra's eyes narrowed in anger. "If you were afraid, it means something bad, and I want to know what."
Alucard shrugged again. "I might have had a fleeting moment of emotion, but it passed quickly."
"Alucard, this is a damn sight more important than your pride, now tell me, were you afraid?"
He returned her gaze evenly, but offered no sound.
"Fine." Integra sounded exasperated. "Just tell me what you think you felt, if you felt anything tonight."
"I felt that the Dark Regions had been opened." He reported.
A tiny gasp made them realize that they were not alone. Pug was staring at them. "It's not, how? You need, and there aren't any, I don't, no..."
"Thank you for that eloquent interruption Pug." Said Integra, her voice icy. "Now, would you translate that, and one of you tell me what the Dark Regions are, and why a portal to them is bad."
"The Dark Regions is a form of limbo, and many of the monsters of myth were banished to this plane rather that being vanquished." Alucard explained patiently. "Initially it was fairly easy for just about any one with enough magical training to be able to open them, but after several uprisings of these creatures, caused by improper opening or closing methods, it was deemed to dangerous for the knowledge to be common. The dimension was sealed so that it can only be opened by one possessing a staff of the Soulless, a select group of people, sworn to protect the secret of the portals. They passed the staff, and the incantations to open and close the portals through generations, by word of mouth only."
Integra shivered. Pug however, shook his head vehemently. "No!' He said. "The last staff was broke. The last Soulless dead. Granite said so. He said they had served, they would be rewarded. Granite said..."
"I agree a Soulless wouldn't do this. It is not in their nature. They were always overcautious, and wouldn't pass their information to their children if they thought they would abuse it. This is something else."
"Why would this concern us?" Integra asked.
Alucard shot her a dark look. "Because anything could have been released from there, and we don't know if it has been returned."
A figure scurried into the blast scene, scooping up blood red charred pieces of rock. His hand rested on one piece about head sized that had the engravings of a face on it. An image that was identical to that of the fallen vampire. "Never got a chance to realize your power, did you?" His tone was mocking. He grinned as the stone face slowly contorted into an expression of horror. "Don't worry, my little 'vampire', I know just how to dispose of you..."
Assembled in front of Integra was an army of neat, well-organized troops. They were gazing apprehensively at the figure cloaked in dark red that was standing idly on her right. "Now, it is important for you to get out there, and collect information. I want to be as discreet as possible. Whoever it is out there, is likely to be dangerous. Godspeed." With that the troops marched out of the gates.
"Alucard?"
"Yes master."
"Seras isn't going with you tonight."
"I was aware of that master."
"Use any means necessary to track down information." Seeing the wolfish grin across Alucard's face, she added in an undertone, "And be careful.'
Alucard traveled the streets. A light drizzle began to fall, covering the world in a film of water. Alucard used every sense to try to find something, anything. He moved silently through the gentle rivulets of water. An almighty splash told him he was not alone. Sinking into the shadows, he drew his gun, and held it loosely in his hand. Heavy footsteps indicated the approach of his follower.
Like lightning he snaked his free hand out and yanked his follower into the darkness. He aimed his gut right between the middle of two wide set, scrunched up eyes by reflex. A soft whimper gave his pursuers identity.
"Pug, what are you doing here?" His voice was halfway patient, for Alucard.
"I thought you might need my help."
"I work alone."
"I know, but, every one says I'm too little." He said forlornly. Alucard looked at him for a long moment, his expression conveying none of his inner turmoil.
Finally, grudgingly, he sighed, "All right, but you had better do everything I tell you, immediately, no questions asked." Pug nodded his agreement. Silently Alucard thought, "What have I got myself into?"
In a cold storage unit, a figure was carefully pouring a large amount of chemicals marked corrosive into a large glass bell jar. He carefully diluted this with water. "There.' He stood up, satisfied. "That should take its time disintegrating anything."
He heaved the stone head of the vampire out of his bag. "As a vampire, a member of the true undead, you wouldn't let a little thing like being turned into stone destroy you." He remarked conversationally. "No, you could continue to exist in this state forever. Or you could be restored. I won't let that happen. Instead you can be scattered, and my ingenious mix of chemicals can consume your head. You will suffer for lifetimes, for longer, as this slowly eats you, destroys you. And you will feel it all. And it will hurt. Oh well. Enjoy." Then, with a malicious laugh, he dropped the head into the solution.
Does this clear up any of the confusion? No? Shame. Heehee. Anyway, I have now been in college for six hours, and I am one of five people in here. Is it time to go? I think so.
By the way, I got VERY few reviews for my last chappy, and I was way disappointed. All the effort for so few comments. Sniffle. Just joking! But hey, if you do fancy leaving a review, I'd be real grateful. If you are gonna criticise, don't be rude. Criticism I can take, but I hate rudeness, growl...
Pug: (glomp) Hi!
Mercury: sickening crack That would be my ribs.
Pug: Oops, I am sooooo sorry.
Mercury: Yeah cough whatever. Get off me. I'm going to find a hospital. Do the disclaimer.
Pug: Mercury does not own Hellsing, nor me. I am my own property, I glomp who I want.
Mercury: from way in the distance Keep that sort of independent streak up, and I will set Mrs Cain on you (chemistry teacher). She knows what hydrochloric acid does to limestone as well as me.
Pug: Cowers in fear
"Alucard!" Integra's shrill voice rang through the mansion. "Alucard!" She motioned Pug into her private sitting room. The gargoyle had hauled Seras onto his shoulder, and carried her limp body with ease. Integra tapped her foot with mounting impatience as Pug tried to unload Seras gently, and failed miserably. A dull thud informed Integra that Seras had slid to the floor.
She inhaled to call for the insubordinate vampire once again, when he phased through the wall. His glasses hid his eyes, and his expression was unreadable. "Explain." Integra spat as she pointed to Seras.
Alucard shrugged. "She's no longer accustomed to feeling fear. It'll wear off." He added unfeelingly.
"And why did she feel fear, exactly?"
Alucard made no comment.
"She said you were afraid. Is that true?"
"Couldn't you tell for yourself?" He retorted infuriatingly.
Integra's eyes narrowed in anger. "If you were afraid, it means something bad, and I want to know what."
Alucard shrugged again. "I might have had a fleeting moment of emotion, but it passed quickly."
"Alucard, this is a damn sight more important than your pride, now tell me, were you afraid?"
He returned her gaze evenly, but offered no sound.
"Fine." Integra sounded exasperated. "Just tell me what you think you felt, if you felt anything tonight."
"I felt that the Dark Regions had been opened." He reported.
A tiny gasp made them realize that they were not alone. Pug was staring at them. "It's not, how? You need, and there aren't any, I don't, no..."
"Thank you for that eloquent interruption Pug." Said Integra, her voice icy. "Now, would you translate that, and one of you tell me what the Dark Regions are, and why a portal to them is bad."
"The Dark Regions is a form of limbo, and many of the monsters of myth were banished to this plane rather that being vanquished." Alucard explained patiently. "Initially it was fairly easy for just about any one with enough magical training to be able to open them, but after several uprisings of these creatures, caused by improper opening or closing methods, it was deemed to dangerous for the knowledge to be common. The dimension was sealed so that it can only be opened by one possessing a staff of the Soulless, a select group of people, sworn to protect the secret of the portals. They passed the staff, and the incantations to open and close the portals through generations, by word of mouth only."
Integra shivered. Pug however, shook his head vehemently. "No!' He said. "The last staff was broke. The last Soulless dead. Granite said so. He said they had served, they would be rewarded. Granite said..."
"I agree a Soulless wouldn't do this. It is not in their nature. They were always overcautious, and wouldn't pass their information to their children if they thought they would abuse it. This is something else."
"Why would this concern us?" Integra asked.
Alucard shot her a dark look. "Because anything could have been released from there, and we don't know if it has been returned."
A figure scurried into the blast scene, scooping up blood red charred pieces of rock. His hand rested on one piece about head sized that had the engravings of a face on it. An image that was identical to that of the fallen vampire. "Never got a chance to realize your power, did you?" His tone was mocking. He grinned as the stone face slowly contorted into an expression of horror. "Don't worry, my little 'vampire', I know just how to dispose of you..."
Assembled in front of Integra was an army of neat, well-organized troops. They were gazing apprehensively at the figure cloaked in dark red that was standing idly on her right. "Now, it is important for you to get out there, and collect information. I want to be as discreet as possible. Whoever it is out there, is likely to be dangerous. Godspeed." With that the troops marched out of the gates.
"Alucard?"
"Yes master."
"Seras isn't going with you tonight."
"I was aware of that master."
"Use any means necessary to track down information." Seeing the wolfish grin across Alucard's face, she added in an undertone, "And be careful.'
Alucard traveled the streets. A light drizzle began to fall, covering the world in a film of water. Alucard used every sense to try to find something, anything. He moved silently through the gentle rivulets of water. An almighty splash told him he was not alone. Sinking into the shadows, he drew his gun, and held it loosely in his hand. Heavy footsteps indicated the approach of his follower.
Like lightning he snaked his free hand out and yanked his follower into the darkness. He aimed his gut right between the middle of two wide set, scrunched up eyes by reflex. A soft whimper gave his pursuers identity.
"Pug, what are you doing here?" His voice was halfway patient, for Alucard.
"I thought you might need my help."
"I work alone."
"I know, but, every one says I'm too little." He said forlornly. Alucard looked at him for a long moment, his expression conveying none of his inner turmoil.
Finally, grudgingly, he sighed, "All right, but you had better do everything I tell you, immediately, no questions asked." Pug nodded his agreement. Silently Alucard thought, "What have I got myself into?"
In a cold storage unit, a figure was carefully pouring a large amount of chemicals marked corrosive into a large glass bell jar. He carefully diluted this with water. "There.' He stood up, satisfied. "That should take its time disintegrating anything."
He heaved the stone head of the vampire out of his bag. "As a vampire, a member of the true undead, you wouldn't let a little thing like being turned into stone destroy you." He remarked conversationally. "No, you could continue to exist in this state forever. Or you could be restored. I won't let that happen. Instead you can be scattered, and my ingenious mix of chemicals can consume your head. You will suffer for lifetimes, for longer, as this slowly eats you, destroys you. And you will feel it all. And it will hurt. Oh well. Enjoy." Then, with a malicious laugh, he dropped the head into the solution.
Does this clear up any of the confusion? No? Shame. Heehee. Anyway, I have now been in college for six hours, and I am one of five people in here. Is it time to go? I think so.
By the way, I got VERY few reviews for my last chappy, and I was way disappointed. All the effort for so few comments. Sniffle. Just joking! But hey, if you do fancy leaving a review, I'd be real grateful. If you are gonna criticise, don't be rude. Criticism I can take, but I hate rudeness, growl...