Alucard's Familiar: "Well it sure has been a while since I worked on this little jewel hasn't it?"
Seras: "I agree, I was wondering when you were going to start it up again."
Alucard's Familiar: "You may not like me at the end of this chapter."
Seras: "Alucard's Familiar doesn't own Hellsing or any of its characters. What do you mean?"
Alucard's Familiar: "My readers aren't going to be happy with me either at the end. Hope you enjoy! Oh yeah, and I'm playing with a new format, hope you don't mind of it looks odd for a while until I get it down."Chapter 5
Integra stood in her room near her bed buttoning up her shirt, "Bloody hell why did he have to wait so damned long to reply."
To her extreme dislike, the incidents with Hellsing and Iscariot had been exactly the same and the attacks had spanned out from churches and nightclubs to colleges that had night classes and or dorms on the campus.
It had taken a month and a half to tally up all of the attacks and put them into categories, when, where, what day of the week, and who were attacked. They had come to figure out that the people attacked were young people in their late teens to early twenties. All was done at night from around the times of 8:00pm to around 2am the next day. Then things began to settle down and the day would dawn to a calm day while the Hellsing Organization ran on little sleep and a very aggravated leader.
Today was the day Integra would meet with Maxwell and they would discuss temporary treaties and other things so they could combine their forces and started looking for the center of the attackers more efficiently.
Integra stood in front of the only mirror in her room and gritted her teeth. No matter what she wore it didn't matter. She was showing, and there was no way to hide it with only her tailored suits to wear. She could barely close the pants and her jacket did little hide her condition, if anything it made it worse because it tended to tug at the waist and fan out at the ends now that it didn't fit quite right.
She had four buttons left on her shirt before something crashed through her window. Her head jerked over and she found a vampiress grinning back at her and she cursed under her breath that it was dusk and not dawn.
"Hello little Hellsing bitch, ready to die?" She sneered and laughed with a high pitched cackle.
After scrambling to try and grab her gun, which failed because the vampiress had managed to successfully throw it out the window before she could get it from her bedside table. Instead the blond darted out of her room and down the hallway with the vampiress right behind her. If she was right, help would be on the first floor.
"Running won't do you any good!" The she-demon screamed after her. "It will only prolong your painfully slow death! Why not get it started now?"
Integra looked back after she had slid down the banister of the stairwell connecting the 4th floor to the third to make sure the she-demon was still following her before she scrambled down the hallway, cursing the build of the mansion, having the staircases on opposite sides of the hallways.
She stumbled down the last flight of steps to the second floor and was lucky enough to be able to sidestep the vampiress as she went to attack, effortlessly getting the devil to run face first into the wall. She hid her laughter as she darted out onto the balcony of the second floor, relived to find Seras coming towards are. She signaled for the young vampire to stay hidden in the shadows as she grabbed the banister of the staircase and redirected her momentum down the stairs. The act caused her to jump and she landed on the second set of stairs before jumping off and landing just under the second floor balcony. There she stood stalk still and waited.
"So you've decided to except your fate after all," the vampiress said as she stalked towards the Hellsing Mistress.
"Not quite," Integra smirked and pointed upwards. She watched as the vampiress looked up and her eyes widened before her face was blown off and her body turned to dust. Integra sighed and looked up at Seras, but the young vampire was looking elsewhere, in the direction of the front door. The woman slowly lowered her head to level it with the door and she had to bite her tongue for fear she might say something.
At the door stood Maxwell and Anderson.
Bloody hell, he must have been letting them in as I ran down, Integra thought to herself angrily as she directed a steady glare at the two Catholics before pivoting on her heel and jogging back upstairs. Not only had she run down as they were being let in, her shirt was still only half buttoned up…
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Maxwell stood idly outside Integra's office with the company of Anderson and Walter. His thoughts were abuzz with curiosity and questions, none he could vocalize surely, but toy with in his brain until he had managed to get the information in other ways.
Footsteps called him out of his thoughts and he looked up to see the Hellsing Mistress walking their way in the same green suit he always saw her in, though it did look a bit tight, and that sight confirmed his view in the entryway earlier, something was up.
"Gentlemen," Integra greeted them as if nothing had happened earlier. She opened the door to her office and walked in, Maxwell and Anderson following, and Walter taking up the rear. Integra sat at her desk while Anderson and Maxwell sat on the opposite side. "Well, what are we going to do about this?"
"It seems that neither of know what exactly is going on," Maxwell put plainly, "And it doesn't seem that our organizations have had any luck in getting any more information either."
"This is true," Integra said as she toyed with options in her head. "So we only seem to have one plausible option. Our organizations form a temporary truce and join forces to find out exactly what's going on. All boarder restrictions during the truce will be null and void so we won't have problems traveling around," Integra handed him the document that stated exactly what she was saying. "Do you agree to these terms?"
"I do," Maxwell said and surprised her with a smile, "Anything to get rid of the Satanic creatures works for me." He held out his hand after he signed the paper, "Truce?"
"Truce," Integra said as they clasped hands firmly. "Now that this is in order, Anderson is not aloud to attack my soldier, nor Alucard. And it is the same for my troops and Alucard, we will not attack you as well."
"Sounds fine to me," Enrico said. "Well, that was easy enough. I thought you and I would have to verbally grapple with one another for hours."
"As did I, but I was afraid it would turn into physical grappling," Integra added as they all stood. "I'm glad you and I were able to talk civilly for a change."
"Likewise," Enrico said as he extended his hand in a friendly handshake. "I hope to see you soon, on the same friendly terms."
"As do I," Integra said and she shook it, sending a not so frozen look at Anderson, the look saying the same thing as her actions towards Maxwell did. Walter led them out and Integra sighed in relief. No matter how friendly and calm they seemed to be towards one another, the presence of Anderson still put her on edge, keeping her tense and on guard the whole time.
A crash from her window brought her attention back to present time. "What is it with you damned FREAKS breaking all of my windows?" She pulled out her gun and shot at the vampire, only to find out that this one was ready for her attack, and dodged away from it before the deadly silver could penetrate into his body.
"Not as quick as the said you were," the freak said. "And while I keep you busy, my army is keeping the rest of the house busy downstairs." He rushed at her, tripping her and knocking her gun from her hand and kicking it under the bookcase. Integra had time to spin her legs up and around, getting them underneath her and jumping up and away from the freak before he could attack her again.
The freak darted at her again and she slid over to the bookcase. Now that her gun had been knocked under it, all she could do was hope there was an edge of it out enough for her to grab it. To her misfortune, there wasn't and she took a bullet to her left shoulder for not moving fast enough.
Where are you Alucard? Integra asked to the air, not expecting an answer. He was probably fighting his own batch of freaks. She shook her head as she darted around her desk again, picking up something from under it as she went. She was rusty with this weapon, but it was all she had left, and it was this or death. The woman kept it hidden behind her until the freak was in a good enough range before whipping the sword out from behind her. With a well aimed swing she pitched the sheath at the freak, watching it crash into its nose.
"Bloody hell," he grunted as he held his nose, "So we're going to play like that eh?" He brought out a sword from within his coat and pointed it at her, "On guard."
"So you quote those silly phrases?" Integra asked as she blocked his first attack and countered with her own. After a few strikes she new the freak was better than she was, and sheer luck was going to win her this battle if she wanted to save her own life.
A feint made her miss-block and she took a slash to her right arm. She quickly blocked the second strike to her stomach and lashed back, cutting him from his collar bone to his groin. It wasn't deep enough to kill him, but large enough to slow him down. She arched her blade down and caught him in the leg before he made a nice slash wound on her side.
Each was now at one end of the room in a face off. Both had injuries and both were tired. Stepping off at the same time, they both came at each other for their final attack, for they knew one of them would die after this strike.
There was a crashing sound and the singing of blade against blade. The two slid away from each other and stayed staring in the direction that they had been going.
Blood splashed on to the floor as Integra faltered and her arm came up to cover the giant slash wound across her chest. She heard the vampire behind her scream and explode and she smiled at her victory before falling to the floor.
The woman laid there for a long time, watching the blood slowly running little rivets through the spaces in the tiles. The light from the window had turned into a fuzzy white blur as she looked at it.
"Honor is what we have when we live," Integra whispered to the air. "And life is the only thing when can truly give. Spare this person that is I. Please, I don't want to die…" Her vision grew dark, but it didn't matter, she didn't hurt anymore.
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Alucard's Familiar: Winces
Seras: "YOU ARE EVIL! EVIL WITH A CAPITAL E!"
Alucard's Familiar: "Oh goody, I've always wanted to be called that. Well what did you think?"
Seras: "Review review! Make her update I want to know what happens."
Alucard's Familiar: "About that…"
Seras: "Eh?"
Alucard's Familiar: "I think I'm going to take a vacation from writing for a little while, give myself some time to sort out these stories a little more before coming back."
Seras: "But you just came back!"
Alucard's Familiar: "After a severe case of writers block I came back, and unfortunately, I don't know if it'll stay gone. So I'm going to go for a while, maybe let someone else take up my spot as the crazy person on the block. "
Seras: "But…"
Alucard's Familiar: "I'll explain it in full detail on my bio if anyone cares to read it. Until then, this is Alucard's Familiar signing off."