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Chapter Two: A False sense of Place
Stepping throught the large and rather ominous doors, Luna tried to keep an emotionless face.
'This is... incredible.' She thought to herself, following her Godfather closely.
"So this is where you live huh?"
"Yes. This is the Hellsing manor, and I have been in the service of the Hellsing family for... oh, about forty years now."
Luna nodded, still trying to keep Walter from realizing she was actually excited.
The ride from the airport had been like pulling teeth. Both individuals, not particularly excited about his/her newfound company.
Luna really couldn't understand this at all, weren't Godfather's supposed to be all sentimental towards their Godchildren?
She thought she'd be lucky if he didn't smother her in her sleep.
Walter stopped suddenly; they had reached yet another large door.
Once opened, she saw a long hallway, with several doors connecting to rooms that seemed to have been scattered randomly throughout the space.
"These are my rooms," the older man said, "yours is through here. There really shouldn't be any reason for you to leave this place," he looked down at her, making sure to maintain eye contact. "So I would prefer if you refrained from roaming around the manor."
'Damn.' She thought wistfully, 'yeah I don't see that rule really lasting.'
Walter turned to leave, handing her a set of keys.
"Dinner is at seven, although you don't have to eat with me if you don't want to. There's a library through that door there," he pointed to the left, "so you can read."
'I know your mother was very found of books.'
"Umm, thank you." She said, startling Walter from his thoughts.
He turned heel, and she was alone.
'This would be so much easier if you didn't look like her.'
'God even her speech patterns are the same.'
"Gabrielle," he murmured softly, stepping outside and allowing the rain to consume his form.
It'd been three weeks.
Three weeks of totally solitude, broken only occasionally by Walter coming to "check up" on her.
She had tried to go outside and explore, but found that he often locked the door behind him.
'That man keeps the weirdest hours' she thought.
Of all the keys in her hand, not one of them fit the top lock on the door.
'Crap.'
She read, played on her laptop, im-ing old friends and checking her email a little too often.
'Gee whiz, don't I wish someone would just come along and shoot me alre...'
'Wait, what the hell was that?'
A banging sound begins to flow into the large room, soft at first, but growing ever louder.
Luna took a few step towards the window when... it shattered, revealing the offending noise maker.
Make that noise makers.
As she stared ahead at the ghouls, only one thought came into her mind.
'This is going to suck.'
Ghouls = bad, so how's Luna going to do locked in Walter's rooms... and who the heck is Gabrielle??!? Next chapter the whole Hellsing gangs gonna be there for a good ol' fashoined brawl... all the cool kids are doing it. ;D - you know you wanna stay and find out what's going to happen. Again thank you very much for the reviews!