"My Master"
Summary:
The Hellsing Manor has been relatively quiet since the ghoul incident, things stir up however when a former fledgling of Alucard's decides to pay his old master a visit, but is that the only thing he intends to do?
Author:
-Purgatory Bellhop
Rating:
R- Yes, it's that bad for you.
Disclaimer:
I don't own Hellsing. I do however own all of you!
AN:
Ok, now I get to respond to the two reviews I have, joy!
First review was from Cramboli, my brother, the evil spawn that left the womb after I did, but that's ok Sean I love you anyway, even if you have no idea what Hellsing is.
Second reviewer, jyujinkai-shinma, I know Vampires don't breathe, she didn't suffocate, just blacked out from the pain, it was my sad way of ending the chapter.... um, yeah... Thanks for the review though!
Yes, enough of that, back to the story!
"My Master"
Ch. 3 – The New Guest
"My name is Nicolas, and I have come to visit my master Alucard."
The statement sent Seras' mind into a wild whir, somehow it just didn't register right away, but then again it seemed to all make sense. Nicolas did look like Master somewhat, and even called him that when he first encountered her. Yet, why was it that he attacked her? And why didn't she ever see him before now? Seras made small confused groan in the back of her throat, and slumped ever so slightly. Alucard gave an amused snort and brushed past her,
"Stop thinking when it hurts police girl." He chuckled walking towards Nicolas, who had since directed his attention back out the window, a steaming Integra glaring daggers at him, "And you, pay attention."
Nicolas lazily dragged his gaze from outside and toothily grinned again, "My apologies Sir Hellsing, please continue."
"Why thank you Nicolas..." She responded with slight mockery, enough to draw a grin out of Alucard who carefully watched Nicolas out of the corner of his eye. Integra folded her hands on the desk before her neatly and continued, "Now please tell me again why you have come here."
Nicolas sighed impatiently and narrowed his eyes as he sauntered smoothly to the side of the desk. As Seras watched him, he began to remind her of master more and more; not only in the way he looked, but also in the way he carried himself too. He wore a long waistcoat, turtleneck sweater, loose slacks and gloves, all black. He dressed as if he would fit into a crowd of humans relatively well, as a fashionable metrosexual, or the club scene socialite, yet by the way he held himself it didn't seem that either of those options suited him well. A few strands of stringy black hair hung loose over his face, the rest tied back at the nape of his neck, hanging limp between his shoulder blades. Nicolas stood tall with his shoulders even and his hips jutted forward, a stance that displayed he was a proud and daring creature.
"A lot like master" Seras mused to herself thoughtfully, watching Nicolas as carefully as the elder vampire did.
Nicolas placed both of his palms onto the desk and leaned in close to Integra's face, "How many times do you need to be told! I'm here to see my master Alucard!" He growled slightly baring his fangs.
"Show some respect, foolish boy." Alucard hissed, clacking his jaws shut to accent his threat. Nicolas responded almost immediately, backing away from Integra and regarding his master through narrowed eyes, if only looks could kill.
"Yes, I understand this." Integra added coolly ignoring the tension that had once again built up in the room, "But that rubbish you keep feeding me is relatively vague. Explain yourself."
"Frankly Sir Hellsing," Nicolas began, giving one last daring glance to his master, "I don't think it's any of your concern."
This time Alucard only responded with a blazing glare, still letting the younger vampire know who's boss. Nicolas only returned a defiant claret stare, clenching his gloved hands into fists, while Seras continued to watch the small drama unfold before her. In this time Integra had removed a slim silver case from her desk drawer and extracted a cigar, which soon found a home in the corner of her mouth.
"Oh, But Sir Nicolas," a delicate smile played across her lips, "It does become my business when you recklessly attack one of my vampires."
The stranger's eyes then became affixed to Seras, soon followed by a mischievous grin that made even Alucard look tame.
"Ah yes," He began to cross the room towards the blonde vampire, but decided against crossing before his Master who still glared angrily at him, "I was merely playing with Miss Victoria"
It was now Seras' turn to scowel. How dare he attack her like that and blame it on playing, the nerve! She now took back what she had thought of him before. Nicolas was not like master. Master would never attack her for fun, and he certainly wasn't as rude as this dolt! The stranger's gaze thinned at Seras, his smirk growing slightly more sinister, donning the look he had when he first encountered her.
"Miss Victoria, I catch the feeling that you don't like me," His ruby eyes were nearly closed as he spoke into her mind, "And I was so looking forward to playing with you again."
Before Seras could react it seemed Alucard was a step ahead of her. Being stationary for the last several minutes he startled everyone in the room when he began to advance on Nicolas, a mad look in his eyes,
"I have no time for your games you foolish boy," He now stood almost directly over the smaller vampire, sneering directly into his face, "Now why have you come back to me?"
It was more of a demand than a question, yet Nicolas hardly seemed phased by the Nosferatu towering over him, looking as if he was ready to kill. The younger vampire gave Alucard one last defying look before bravely turning his back to him, facing Integra with a small polite smile.
"Sir Hellsing, I assure you the matter between my master and I is one of a most private manner," He spoke again in his elegant manner, all evidence of his crude behavior gone, "I ask that you allow me to stay at the manor for a few days."
Seras' jaw was left hanging open at the events occuring before her. Nicolas had changed from a demented jerk to a charming gentleman once again, talk about two faced. She shook her head slightly at this sudden change and awaited Integra's answer, surely she wouldn't allow him to stay after he had been so rude, surely something bad would have happened to him by now for his insolence. Now he was asking a favor? And why hadn't master punished him for being so rude to Sir Integra? Something was going on and Seras had no clue as to what it was. As her head began to swirl from questions again, Integra sat back in her hair and gazed at Nicolas over her eyeglasses.
"Of course." She answered slowly, jarring a surprised response from the blonde vampire and possibly Alucard, even if he hid it, "But there are some rules that you will follow, else your presence be no longer tolerated."
"I am greatly thankful Sir--"
"Save it" Integra glared at him with ice cold eyes, "I will have Walter show you to your room and explain the details to you. You are all dismissed."
Nicolas nodded, turning to make his leave, but not before throwing an darkened grin at Seras one last time, and was the first to leave the room, behaving quite normally by using the door as oposed to his entrance. Seras watched him leave, noting the way he walked and letting her mind work over the situation at hand. She glanced at her master to see that he was glaring a hole right through her, and he couldn't look more displeased either. Seras winced under his gaze, but before she could do much else he transformed into a dark haze and slipped through the floor. Well what was that all about? She figured that Nicolas would have made him angry but what did she do? None of this makes sense! She silently growled to herself before making a beeline to the door.
"Seras." Integra called her name causing the young vampire to start. The head of the Hellsing organization never called her by her first name before. She was sitting forward in her chair, watching the blonde through heavy lidded eyes, elbows propped on the desk and hands folded thoughtfully before her mouth.
"Sir?"
"Be careful, that is all."
With a quick nod Seras scooted out of the room as fast as she could. She paused in the hallway, running a gloved hand through her hair. Be careful? Did Integra sense something that she didn't? She let out a short sigh before taking off towards her room, trying not to let current events get the best of her.
And so I bring Chapter Three to a close. See, some things are explained and more questions are brought up.
And what's Alucard's problem? I smell Jealousy! But that's the only hint I'm dropping for now, until next time!
-Purgatory Bellhop